Fandom Pantheon Academy Character Sheets {RWBY}

[Ryse]

"I was born a lion, and a lion i will stay~"​

Name: Leona Altan
Nickname: Leo
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Species: Lioness Faunus
Nationality: Vacuo
Aura: Solar Gold

Semblance: Leona possesses the ability to use her semblance to channel the destructive powers of dust without the need to ever actually 'use' the material by channeling her spiritual energy or 'Aura' into her semblance to fuel elemental based attacks. Capable of channeling the four basic elements of water, earth, air, and fire in order to achieve a number of different effects that are both offensive and defensive, making her extremely versatile. However, doing so severely drains her aura and can result in fatigue or potential injury if she uses it to often or uses a specific technique that consumes to much aura. The diverse and sometimes destructive nature of her semblance has often mislead others into believing that she can achieve 'magic' when in reality there is a price to her powers. However, if she desires she can simple channel her aura into her physical body granting her increased strength, speed, or durability without the severe consumption of aura like the physical control over the elements.


Personality: Oh tortured soul, a heart once pure of gold ; Sorrow and grief have tarnished a once pure hope with the intoxicating bite of poisoned hate. Lethargic, the enigmatic presence bleeds through, corrupting, tearing asunder the perfected veil of purity and allowing the burning gire to seep within stalwart grace. It claws, digs to fester and bury deep under the skin, glissading skeletal fingers through malign carcass to permeate and destroy the innocence lost in cruel rapture. Though radiant and scorching upon first approach, malignant and vexing in a glance, there is still an unwavering kindness about her soul. Though she may try to be harsh, to be a thorough monstrosity for the simple sake of survival, she is unable, incapable within her programming to destroy so freely, to act so harshly to those who she seeks to bestow mercy even in her self imposed path to destroy herself. The noose around her neck as the shame of her treachery devours her insides and leaves her hollowed within.

The fearful souls...those with no weapons to wield she would so willingly become a martyr for, a sacrificial lamb to be lead to slaughter to save but a single face, a solitary name and save from the hardships in which she herself once faced. Loss was something that never truly heals, an instigating pain that is never satiated by the passing ripples of time as so many assure. Comforting lies are not sweetly fallen from her cherub lips, only bitter truths of the melodious affliction that slowly eats away at the spirit and weakens the body, the mind into numb paralysis. It was like a neuron-toxic, a deadly bite administered to her heaving breast from the moment she lay eyes upon the fresh corpses who still wreaked of singed hair and flesh. Slowly, surely, she shuts down, the dim flicker within her gaze dulling, dying with each passing day. A raging fire nothing more but smoldering embers.

No confidence, no self-preservation lingers within her, though her masquerade hides well what lay 'neath the surface where she furiously struggled to simply stay afloat. Sleep eludes her, staying just a single step, tauntingly out of her desperate grasp some nights. It leaves her thoughts raw, each one like raking nails over open flesh to claw at the nerves hidden just out of sight. Her mind is cruel, a sick repetition of the traumatic night playing without mercy in each dream she dares to seek. No longer does she yearn for the escape of reality, no longer does she wish to open her eyes to a new day, another wretched moment within this existence. A once pure and holy thing was stripped bare, ravaged ruthlessly by those that would see her dead; her hope. The loyal optimism had been torn from her youthful frame, a far more devastating occurrence than that which marred her flesh. Her body had mended, healed and all that remained upon it was the thin, ropy scar. Childish wonder and bemusement, however, had been slain in cold blood, a murder most foul.

Her training, her teachings to lead had robbed her of her child-hood, leaving no time for other lessons to be learned within life, and while she portrays a serious demeanor to those whom require it without thought, it does without saying that others may see a different front. An act, a facade of stoic disinterest and coldness is always erect, sorrows, vexations hidden masterfully behind the porcelain of her mask as she interacts with the very few souls who may have the fortune or misfortune or coming into contact with the woman. She is no stranger to the children, to the women as she helps in every sense possible from numerous chores to simply playing and occupying those of younger nature. It is often wondered by many how a woman so cruel...so wrathful and destructive can display such unwavering kindness and charity...how a bird once flapping furiously to take flight has had its wings clipped...

Sweet tempest...just how far will you fall?





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SomebodyElse
Keidivh

 

[Keidivh]

The Scarlet Dragon
A Drake bound in chains she casts upon herself

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• Scarlet RyuName: Scarlet Ryu
  
  
  Age: 17
  
  
  Aura Color: Scarlet
  
  
  Species: Human
  
  
  Sexuality: Demi-sexual
  
  
  Nationality: Mistralian
  
  
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  Weapons: Drake Talons
  
  Twin gauntlets that have been in her family for generations, these venerated armaments were passed down to Scarlet after the death of her father during the chaos that followed the Grimm Wars. Masterfully crafted and often improved upon, these claws are able to rend through Grimm hide, armor and Aura alike. This makes the wearer a very serious threat in close quarters, as they are able to tear their opponents apart, or reign down vicious blows upon them. The claws are also retractable, allowing Scarlet to wear them at all times without having to worry about ripping someone's arm off, meaning at nearly all times she is armed.
  
  In each knuckle there is a small slot in which a dust crystal can be inlaid. Typically Scarlet has a Fire, Ice, Air and Earth crystal in these slots. When a pair is activated the gauntlets will become far more deadly. It can be wreathed in flames, given razor sharp ice talons, move at speeds barely visible to the naked eye, or hit with the force of a mountain.
  
  Fighting Style: Having been trained since she was a child by her families combat instructor, Scarlet is an incredibly skilled melee fighter. She is well versed in Muay Thai, Jiu-Jitsu, Karate and Boxing. Considering she is fighting with very unconventional weapons it is quite necessary for her to be a skilled fist fighter. This allows her to overwhelm her adversaries with strength, speed and skill. This is crucial, as Scarlet is not the toughest of girls. Unable to take many hits, she has to try and overwhelm her opponents with overwhelming attacks. If she is ever cornered or has to many direct hits landed upon her, it could very well spell her end.
  
  
  Semblance: Awaken the Dragon
  A familial semblance that often skips generations, Scarlet is the first Ryu since her great-grandfather to have been blessed by destiny. With a great deal of concentration Scarlet is able to call upon the dragon within, manifesting its powers in distinctive ways. The more of the dragon she wishes to manifest however, the more time she needs to spend concentrating and the greater amount of Aura it drains. In it's simplest form Scarlet seems to have crimson scales grow over her body, her Talons melding into her new form and gains the ability to breath fire. With more time and meditation she can actually grow wings and a tail with which to attack her enemies. This form bestows her with greatly enhanced strength and an incredibly tough physique even without Aura. After usage though Scarlet is left exhausted, and if using a more advanced form of her semblance can be completely drained. Because of this she is cautious in its use, knowing using it at the wrong time to bring her untimely demise.
  
  It isn't known if Scarlet is able to turn into a fully fledged dragon, and Scarlet highly doubts this herself. No member of the Ryu line had ever been capable of such a feat, and she is doubtful that will change any time soon.
  
  
  
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  Personality: Having been raised a noble lady, Scarlet maintains a certain poise and grace that is rather out of place in the vicious, chaotic world she finds herself thrust in. No matter what she encounters, the young Mistralian tries to embody elegance in all things she does. Her demeanor, while not ever disrespectful can come off as cold and uncaring. This can lead to her seem like a bit of a snoot, though it isn't because she thinks she is better than anyone else. Rather she holds herself to a ridiculous standard, expecting perfection from herself in all things, be it social interactions, academic studies or trials of combat. Failure in any of these areas is unacceptable, knowing it will bring dishonor to her name and her country.
  
  Quite often she will expect others to live up to this same level of perfection, and can become quite irritated if they fail to do so. At times this can be a boon, as she can spur peers to improve themselves in any way they can. More often than not it can be quite grating, either making someone feel inadequate and ashamed, or simply angered.
  
  If one took the time to get past her facade, they would find a deeply compassionate and loving girl who doesn't want to be a warrior, who doesn't want to bring harm to others. It is what is required of her however, by her family and Remnant, and so she does the best she can. Still, she would rather spend time with friends and loved ones, having fun, living life to the fullest extent! Occasionally she will indulge in such luxuries, but she must often be forced to do this. While she will likely be resistant, once she gives in she'll act like a child, something she wasn't able to do often throughout her life.
  
  Likes:
  Art
  Dancing
  Movies
  Video Games
  
  Dislikes:
  Vegetables
  Failure
  Embarassment
  Wasting time
  
  Motivation: Being the eldest daughter of the Ryu family, it is Scarlet's duty to bring honor to her family and her homeland. In order to do this she signed on to attend Pantheon. A bold new experiment in order to bring back the Huntsman of old and reunite the disparate kingdoms, Ryu see's this as an excellent chance to help bring peace to Remnant and fulfill her duty.
  
  
  
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[SomebodyElse]

Name: Sky Bitterblue
Nickname: Blue
Age: 17 (Cause that's the age you join a huntress/hunter academy
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Personality: Sky is a shy person who doesn't speak alot. She tends to let herself fade into the crowd. She is capable of speaking and opening up however it takes a person to initiate to get her to talk.
Backstory: Sky comes from a family of hunters and huntresses who are quite sucessful, while none of them are legendary or anything she looks up to them immensely. Her brother was killed by a grimm when she was 12, making her more determined to become a huntress so that nobody else would have to die.

Semblance: Teleportation, Sky can teleport up to 15 feet away, She can even teleport in the air, however she can only use it once every 4 seconds. She incorporates this into a her fighting style with series of backstab teleports and teleport dodges and even aerial advantages for sneak attacks.

Weapon: Sky uses a knife that transforms into a pistol which can fire either dust bullets or regular bullets, while not the most damaging of weapons, the weapon is lightweight and easy to carry and conceal and Sky finds it complementary to her fighting style allowing her to backstab enemies quickly without needing a ton of weight to carry around.

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