Fantasy The Plague CS

[Soviet Panda]

Knight CS

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Name:
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Personality: (At least a full paragraph)
Background: (At least a full paragraph)
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Contracted Daemon: (Short little blurb about them. Maybe some history on them. I do want an upper limit on their power(s) given.)

Feel free to add more if there is something that you think does not fit what is listed.

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Those are basically the only things you need when making an Order. Again, feel free to add more. I like reading what other people come up with, so don't be afraid to write up paragraphs for them.

Applications for the Church of Seraphina will be closed due to player disparity.

 

[EldridSmith]

Seras Blaze

• Appearance
• Basic Info
• Personal Info
• Contract
• Gear

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• Race: Human
  Age: 26
  Height: 6'2"
  Gender: Male
  Orientation: Straight
  Order: Church of Seraphina (Servant of the court & Crimson Inferno: Ranger)
  Languages: Common, Dwarvish, Elvish, The Ancient Language of Fire
  Extra: He (and his equipment he is carrying) is/are immune to fire from the blessing of Seraphina.
  Theme:
  
  
• Personality:
  Seras has always possessed scholarly qualities since he was a boy reading through mountains of books, which led to him becoming analytical and attentive as he spent so much time filtering through countless passages. However when he was recruited by Nuriel he found himself desiring to be at the top of the chain of command, harboring a sense of ambition within him as he pursued his passions.
  Bio:
  Born into the Church of Seraphina, Seras spent much of his time studying the laws and scripture of the church, as well as studying the world around him through books. He was considered a young scholar until he came of age and made a pact with one of the spirits of the church, he was lucky and summoned an elder fire spirit which chose the form of a deck of cards. Most people considered cards to be a useless spirit, except Nuriel who was at the ceremony for that year who saw the potential to turn him into a soldier. She quickly began his training in her unit. While he continued his studies through the church's vast library, he climbed the ranks by leaning how to use his spirit and it's power to the maximum effect. However with the recent death of Nuriel and the dissolving of her unit he was quickly scouted by both the Crimson Inferno and The Servants of the Court. He was secretly inducted into the into the servants of the court, and openly inducted into the Crimson inferno as a Crimson Ranger commander and special forces officer.
  
• Contract: Large/Elder Fire Elemental
  Contract Name: Deckard
  Abilities:
  Card Combo: Deckards abilities (specifically Exlode and Pyrokenisis) are affected by the card combinations (such as 4 of a kind, both jokers, a royal flush, etc) the stronger the combination the stronger the ability.
  Explode: Deckard is able to blow up, the more cards present the larger and more powerful the blast, in return the longer the cooldown for when those cards reform.
  Pyrokenisis: Deckard is able to emit and control fire.
  Disguise: Deckard is able to perfectly disguise itself physically and magically as a mundane deck of cards.
  Magic Component: Deckard can be used as components and as a magic circle for mundane magic as long as the magic relates to fire in some way such as Healing flame, Flaming circle, absorb flames, and many other spells.
  
  Background:
  Deckard was originally 54 different fire spirits of varying power (minor to small) that came together from one of Legions experiments relating to a fusion explosion and a deck of cards accidentally dropped into the experiment by one of the assistants who got mad at their card game but was released as it was viewed as useless.
  
• Half Plate and Chainmail Armor
  Book of Seraphina's Law
  Book of Seraphina's Scripture
  Healing Potion
  Several decks of Cards
  

 

[Soviet Panda]

Seras Blaze

• Appearance
• Basic Info
• Personal Info
• Contract
• Gear

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• Race: Human
  Age: 26
  Height: 6'2"
  Gender: Male
  Orientation: Straight
  Order: Church of Seraphina (Servant of the court & Crimson Inferno: Ranger)
  Languages: Common, Dwarvish, Elvish, The Ancient Language of Fire
  Extra: He is immune to fire from the blessing of Seraphina.
  Theme:
  
  
• Personality:
  Seras has always possessed scholarly qualities since he was a boy reading through mountains of books, which led to him becoming analytical and attentive as he spent so much time filtering through countless passages. However when he was recruited by Nuriel he found himself desiring to be at the top of the chain of command, harboring a sense of ambition within him as he pursued his passions.
  Bio:
  Born into the Church of Seraphina, Seras spent much of his time studying the laws and scripture of the church, as well as studying the world around him through books. He was considered a young scholar until he came of age and made a pact with one of the spirits of the church, he was lucky and summoned an elder fire spirit which chose the form of a deck of cards. Most people considered cards to be a useless spirit, except Nuriel who was at the ceremony for that year who saw the potential to turn him into a soldier. She quickly began his training in her unit. While he continued his studies through the church's vast library, he climbed the ranks by leaning how to use his spirit and it's power to the maximum effect. However with the recent death of Nuriel and the dissolving of her unit he was quickly scouted by both the Crimson Inferno and The Servants of the Court. He was secretly inducted into the into the servants of the court, and openly inducted into the Crimson inferno as a Crimson Ranger.
  
• Contract: Large/Elder Fire Elemental
  Contract Name: Deckard
  Abilities:
  Card Combo: Deckards abilities (specifically Exlode and Pyrokenisis) are affected by the card combinations (such as 4 of a kind, both jokers, a royal flush, etc) the stronger the combination the stronger the ability.
  Explode: Deckard is able to blow up, the more cards present the larger and more powerful the blast, in return the longer the cooldown for when those cards reform.
  Pyrokenisis: Deckard is able to emit and control fire.
  Disguise: Deckard is able to perfectly disguise itself physically and magically as a mundane deck of cards.
  Magic Component: Deckard can be used as components and as a magic circle for mundane magic as long as the magic relates to fire in some way such as Healing flame, Flaming circle, absorb flames, and many other spells.
  
  Background:
  Deckard was originally 54 different fire spirits of varying power (minor to small) that came together from one of Legions experiments relating to a fusion explosion and a deck of cards accidentally dropped into the experiment by one of the assistants who got mad at their card game but was released as it was viewed as useless.
  
• Half Plate and Chainmail Armor (Fireproof)
  Book of Seraphina's Law (Fireproof)
  Book of Seraphina's Scripture (Fireproof)
  Healing Potion
  

Good to go.

 

[NightmareDeviant]

Appearance:

Name:
Derrick Thomson
Age:
23
Order of Origin:
Derrick is a member of Ariana's Disciples of the Church of Seraphina.
Spirit/Daemon Contract:
Derrick contracted with the fire spirit Phoenix. But, unlike most fire spirits that are seen as destructive, the Phoenix has the ability to heal due to its regenerative properties.
Personality:
Derrick is a kind hearted man by nature. He seeks to help all those in need, regardless of faith or allegiance. He believes that it doesn't matter what crimes you have committed or what you have done up to the point of being in need of whatever help you are looking for, you deserve that chance to be helped and saved. Though, of course, he does know that some people are just born with evil in their hearts, but he still won't fault them for it. He is mild mannered and soft spoken, hardly ever raising his voice in anger, fear, or dominance to be heard. He is always seen with a soft smile that only ever vanishes when working or in a dire situation. He can also be considered a bookworm, for when he is not helping heal or console others, he can be found with his nose in a book. He even went about learning other languages so he can read a wider variety. Because of this, he is seen as an introvert, but Derrick is more of a people person than his appearance would lead you to believe. He thrives in social situations, making friends wherever he goes. He is also a very open book, though some would say he is also hard to read since he is almost always smiling. But he's just a naturally relaxed guy, so he doesn't let it bother him.
Background:
Derrick is just one of you run of the mill orphans of war. He doesn't remember his parents or if he had any siblings, so he doesn't dwell on that fact too often. Even as a young child, he wasn't hateful towards those who cared for him and the other children for not explaining why he was there since he could tell they were doing their best to raise them. Even as a child, you probably wouldn't find a more relaxed boy, preferring to read about life either before or without war in the books that were donated to the orphanage. It was in these books that Derrick read about the Healers of the Church of Seraphina. He thought of them as the real heroes and wanted to join their faction as soon as he was old enough. So, he studied what he needed to know to first become a Cleric so he could get a foothold into the Church. That way he could learn more about the Church firsthand while also watching how the member's of Ariana's Disciples trained and worked. As he watched, he practiced and learned until he finally was accepted into Ariana's Disciples as an apprentice Healer at the age of fifteen.
With his dream so close to fruitarian, Derrick worked hard and trained while also learning from the other Healers. There were also so many more books than Derrick could ever dream of, so he did get distracted time to time reading them whenever he found a chance for a break. And that's how Derrick lived; reading, training, and helping whomever he found in need of help or just in need of an ear whenever he was running errands or wanted a change of pace outside. He lived like this until he made it to an actual Healer just after his twentieth birthday, where he began sending money to the orphanage that had raised him as he worked, living the dream he had strived for up till now.
Equipment:
-Ariana's Disciples robes
-Notebook full of notes on the healing arts
-Notebook full of information on the natural effects of plants
-Notebook full of recipes for brewing potions
-Copal Tree Staff

 

[Soviet Panda]

Appearance:
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Name:
Derrick Thomson
Age:
23
Order of Origin:
Derrick is a member of Ariana's Disciples of the Church of Seraphina.
Spirit/Daemon Contract:
Derrick contracted with the fire spirit Phoenix. But, unlike most fire spirits that are seen as destructive, the Phoenix has the ability to heal due to its regenerative properties.
Personality:
Derrick is a kind hearted man by nature. He seeks to help all those in need, regardless of faith or allegiance. He believes that it doesn't matter what crimes you have committed or what you have done up to the point of being in need of whatever help you are looking for, you deserve that chance to be helped and saved. Though, of course, he does know that some people are just born with evil in their hearts, but he still won't fault them for it. He is mild mannered and soft spoken, hardly ever raising his voice in anger, fear, or dominance to be heard. He is always seen with a soft smile that only ever vanishes when working or in a dire situation. He can also be considered a bookworm, for when he is not helping heal or console others, he can be found with his nose in a book. He even went about learning other languages so he can read a wider variety. Because of this, he is seen as an introvert, but Derrick is more of a people person than his appearance would lead you to believe. He thrives in social situations, making friends wherever he goes. He is also a very open book, though some would say he is also hard to read since he is almost always smiling. But he's just a naturally relaxed guy, so he doesn't let it bother him.
Background:
Derrick is just one of you run of the mill orphans of war. He doesn't remember his parents or if he had any siblings, so he doesn't dwell on that fact too often. Even as a young child, he wasn't hateful towards those who cared for him and the other children for not explaining why he was there since he could tell they were doing their best to raise them. Even as a child, you probably wouldn't find a more relaxed boy, preferring to read about life either before or without war in the books that were donated to the orphanage. It was in these books that Derrick read about the Healers of the Church of Seraphina. He thought of them as the real heroes and wanted to join their faction as soon as he was old enough. So, he studied what he needed to know to first become a Cleric so he could get a foothold into the Church. That way he could learn more about the Church firsthand while also watching how the member's of Ariana's Disciples trained and worked. As he watched, he practiced and learned until he finally was accepted into Ariana's Disciples as an apprentice Healer at the age of fifteen.
With his dream so close to fruitarian, Derrick worked hard and trained while also learning from the other Healers. There were also so many more books than Derrick could ever dream of, so he did get distracted time to time reading them whenever he found a chance for a break. And that's how Derrick lived; reading, training, and helping whomever he found in need of help or just in need of an ear whenever he was running errands or wanted a change of pace outside. He lived like this until he made it to an actual Healer just after his twentieth birthday, where he began sending money to the orphanage that had raised him as he worked, living the dream he had strived for up till now.
Equipment:
-Ariana's Disciples robes
-Notebook full of notes on the healing arts
-Notebook full of information on the natural effects of plants
-Notebook full of recipes for brewing potions
-Copal Tree Staff

Good to go

 

[ArchAngelLexi]

Name: Naria Oleander
Age: 19, nearly 20
Order of Origin: Church of Seraphina, member of the Devouring Flames
Sexuality: Pansexual

Personality: Naria is much like the flower in which her name is deriver; to most that meet her they will find she is beautiful and kind looking, she'll even act it. She has kept up an act of seeming demure, innocent, and caring. While on some occasions she might genuinely care about someone the majority of the time this will be no more than a ploy to get close to people for her own gain. This façade quickly melts away during the heat of battle; while in regular day life she believes keeping up appearances is important, she can't help herself but enjoy killing when she does get the chance to fight. She finds in extremely annoying and boring when people refuse to fight or she wins to quickly. While she indulges in the splendors of war she also holds her duty to the highest standard, obey her leaders even if she finds them to be mundane and follows the rules when she has to.
Outside of manipulation and fighting she has developed a hobby and cooking and baking, finding it a good way to channel her energy into something seen as good and helpful. Her dedication to Seraphina is something you would never question; some who truly know her might find her to be an extremists that embodies the full spectrum of their tenants to an alarming (and partly superficial) degree.

Background: When Naria was 10 she came to the Church of Serphina, having lost her family to the plague, looking for a way to kill the beasts that took her family's lives. She was a quick learner; picking up on their teachings as well as sword fighting fairly quickly. Due to her extremist beliefs she ended up a part of the Devouring Flames faction despite their bad rep. Compared to the rest of them she seems even more sweet. When she was 13 she managed to summon her first contract, a small fire salamander which granted her use of his powers when needed. On her 19th birthday, with the help of a couple members of the church, she summoned another demon, this one more volatile and powerful. At first it seemed to start a rampage not seeing any of those which summoned it to be a worth candidate till during the attempt to fight it sensed the darkness in Naria, making a contract with her and taking the shape of a sword.

Equipment: Her armor which is fire proof. Alev, the sword. A necklace which belonged to her late mother. A black cloak with the symbol of Seraphina in blue.

Contracted Daemon: Kindle; a small salamander which can breath fire, is immune to being burned by anything, and can heat up its body to melt through most surfaces. Low level creature that loves food, especially sweets. Alev, was a medium/high level demon which had taken the form of a sword that when unsheathed ignites in a brilliant blue flame. Alev is a more of a traditional demon filled with a blood lust whose flame can burn nearly anything.

 

[Huntertabbysandshark3]

Knight CS

Appearance:

out of armor:

Name: Oldor Tervus
Age: 34
Order of Origin: caedentibus daret tempestas
tempest superior
Personality:
being somewhat soft spoken man despite the imposing and ominous figure, much of his gun-ho aggression has been lost over his time as a Gale superio, though that flame of aggression still remains buried deep within him his true colours showing in the thick of a fight, Oldor clearly enjoys the destruction he causes.

Background:
Oldor has been in the order as long as he can remeber there was genuinly very little to talk about his life aside form his unusal bloodlust thusly he was placed in the Thunder talon subsect in hope of channling that agression this worked effectivly at least mostly now, having ressent to the rank of tempest a few years ago he is mostly clam on the outside... but only time will tell if this blood lust will return

Equipment:
armis venientem tempestas: heavy metal armour enticed with runic sigil‘s allowing the wearer to channel the power of thunder and lighting through the usage of matching weapons that complete the spells Oldor has at his disposal currently becuse most are heavy weapons Oldor only carries 2 of these weapons at any given time. the armor itself is odvious immune to the lighting and thunder damage as to maintain its inegrity

thunder hammer: a warhammer infused with a powerful concessive force upon striking capable of shattering bone and organs even through armour
stormbolt crossbow: a crossbow like device however it doesn’t fire actual bolts, instead it fires explosive balls of lighting at its targets while slow moving its impact Is devastating
arc blade: a huge broadsword that fires arcs of lighting that can bounce between targets with demising damage This effect can also be triggered when a target is struck by the blade.
thunder blades: two shortsword that are constantky writhed in a sonic energy allowing them superb cutting power

contractor: goodreee: storm elemental: while looking could goodreee has a vile temperament befitting of oldor... just he's tying and not very threatening most of the time... mostly just shoots clean water at people when annoyed. though his major feature is allowing Oldor to move at the speed of wind... and thusly with heavy armor on it mean he can move with little hidernace due to the weight of the armor

 

[Soviet Panda]

Spoiler: WIP

Appearance:

Name: Luther Pandregora
Age: 68
Order of Origin: Order of the Seer
Personality: (At least a full paragraph)
Background: (At least a full paragraph)
Equipment:
Contracted Daemon:

 

[Soviet Panda]

Spoiler: Sentinel WIP

Appearance:


Name: Audhild
Age:
Order of Origin: Eternum Sentinels
Personality: (At least a full paragraph)
Background: (At least a full paragraph)
Equipment:
Contracted Daemon:

Spoiler: Maple WIP

Appearance:

Name: Connor McKinley
Age:
Order of Origin: Order of the Maple
Personality: (At least a full paragraph)
Background: (At least a full paragraph)
Equipment:
Contracted Daemon:

 

[Amaya Itami]

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Appearance:


Name: Roisin Moore
Race: Human
Age: 22
Height: 5'6
Gender: Female
Orientation: Straight
Order: Ariana's Disciples of the Church of Seraphina.
Languages: English, Elvish, Gaelic
Theme:


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Personality:
Roisin has a gentle personality, she loves all life and is usually very cheerful even if she get's hurt. She is fiercely loyal to the idea that life, no matter who's, is valuable. She will without a doubt throw herself in harms way to protect anyone she can, without a second thought. Often found smiling she is always calm and happy though quiet. She prefers to be alone once in a while and disappears into the forest with her Kirin, Cora. She is happiest when in Nature and loves deeply to care for it.

Bio:
Roisin was brought up in a small forest village with not more than 100 people in it. One day while she was young she wandered into the forest to gather flowers for her mother, however, while she was out the fey tricked her into following deeper and deeper into the forest until she was lost. This was when she learned to value life and take care of the animals who in turn took care of her. She lived on her own by a spring where she met Cora, her Kirin. She lived peacefully in that forest until recently when whilst exploring with Kirin when she stumbled upon the edge of the forest, she was further than she'd ever been before.
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Contract: White Kirin
Contract Name: Cora
Abilities:

Blossom: the flowers around Cora's neck act as an antidote to all poisons and venoms, however they only bloom once every 2 years during the Blood moon. one petal is enough unless the situation is gravely serious, then it may require a whole bud.

Life's Blessing: When Needed Cora can emit a faint glow that will start slowley healing those around her, though she must stand or lay still for this to happen


Blue Fire: Since a Kirin is part dragon Cora can breath blue fire in self defense

Healing Rain: She focus's and calls down with a chant a healing downpour of small petals soaked in morning dew- this significantly speeds up the healing of wounds as well as restoring energy and vigor to those touched by it. however if used in battle this will also effect the enemy as well.

River of Peace- Cora roars and a wind will begin, spreading pollen towards the enemy, causing them to fall into sleep, this only lasts for a half hour at most and those who fall asleep can still be awoken by outside influences after 5 minutes. This only effects the enemy as Roisin can control where it goes with her staff.

Tears of Love: Cora shed's tears of a blue Acid, When Roisin holds the staff under her tears it burns away a bit of the Blue stone, but in return it powers the staff and When She plants it upright in the ground she prays and flowers of blue fire spring up around any enemy, causing them to be burned of they touch it.




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Gear:
Staff of Still Waters- acts as a catalyst for Cora's Magic

 

[AquaMarie]

Appearance: Average height, with a curvy figure, and her soft facial features making her look younger than she really is. Light olive skin with freckles on her nose and cheeks, along with dark chocolate brown almond eyes. She has very long poofy, tad messy, soft curly dark chocolate brown hair.​

Spoiler: Full Body

Name: Evangeline Mina Wintergreen
Age: 28
Height: 5'5
Gender: Female
Orientation: Straight
Order of Origin: Church of Seraphina (Craftswomen)
Personality: Evangeline can come across as shy and timid, a person who doesn't enjoy the interaction or company of others. However that isn't the case, Evangeline quite enjoys the company of others. Although will not say much at first as she is quiet and observant of those around her. She leans on the positive side of life, keeping a smile on her face and always trying to find the bit of light within the sea of darkness. Friendly and kind, she is always trying to befriend those around her. Giving everyone the benefit of the doubt (not judging a book by its cover). She always does her best to help those in need, placing others before herself. Evangeline can be a tad curious and a collector of strange and unusual objects. She can be a bit stubborn, along with a temper that shows itself when someone she cares for gets hurt/in danger. Very affectionate when it comes to children, animals, and those she grows close to.
Background: Evangeline was brought to the Church of Seraphina as an orphan at the age of three. She was extremely shy, very quiet, and timid in her early years at Seraphina opening up and finding her path as she grew. The small girl started to show potential in creativity and crafts and thus was taken under Adra's wing. Evangeline quickly picked up the craft, becoming quite the craftswoman. She adored Adras, seeing the aging cyclops as a grandfather. Doting over him, making sure he at least took a break to eat his meals. Making time, once a week if possible to have a cup of tea, with a pastry and caught up with each other. As Evangeline got older she would help out with the small children that were born or brought to the church of Seraphina.
Evangeline’s kind and quiet nature were used against her. Easily pushed around and taken advantage of the young girl would get overworked. Commissions and projects would pile up to push the girl to over-exhaustion. Never wanting to cause any trouble or worry anyone, she would never say a word, or protest. After falling gravely ill, a fellow Seraphite took notice of her vulnerability and a few of the Seraphite guards had her trained to protect herself and others.
Equipment: Staff, satchel, and belt pouches. Store within the satchel and belt pouches is an array of found trinkets, small parts, and odds and ends for crafting items. Her set of tools and a leather-bound journal.
Contracted Daemon: A Tiny blue Dragon about the size of a corgi (for references) named Vesta. This tiny blue dragon breaths out a stream of the hottest blue fire that can burn or melt through about anything. She can engulf her body in flames and control the heat of the flames given out. Vesta is Evangeline’s first contracted daemon and first friend aside from her mentor Adra. This tiny dragon helps her with her crafting and comes in handy to welding metal together when she tinkers around her workshop.

Spoiler: Vesta

 

[RandomBlobMan]

done

Spoiler: Maple Man

Appearance:

Name: Hugo Xandros
Age: 34
Order of Origin: The Order of the Maple (knight, lowest rank)
Personality: Hugo's past experience made him a zealous worshiper of the Goddess. Though he respects the various beliefs of other people, he believes that the Goddess and only the Goddess will be the one to guide his soul through his destiny. Based upon such faith, he has inhuman amount of patience and tolerance. He devotes himself to only the Goddess, and therefore has made a vow to not make contracts with any other beings. Other than his unimaginable zeal, Hugo is a quite manageable person.

Background:
Hugo's village was attacked by vile beasts many years ago, and not many survived the assault. Hugo, in the midst of bloodshed, went forth to pick up a branch of maple tree as if lead by something. He then slaughtered the monsters until the remaining survivors scurried away never to return. Nobody from the village, even Hugo himself, could explain what happened. There were no maple trees nearby, and neither was Hugo a skilled swordsman.
The man went on a journey in search of answers. A supernatural event like that was not just a bizarre coincidence- it was a message. A calling to his true fate. For almost a decade, he traveled the lands alone with only the maple branch and a sword to protect himself from harm. through the years of travel, he stumbled into the Order of the Maple, realizing immediately that they served the one who must have guided him. The man joined their ranks immediately, training to carry out her will no matter the cost.
While many of his colleagues made contracts with other whimsical creatures to utilize their magic, Hugo himself made a vow to serve only the Goddess. Many found this choice inefficient to carry out her will, but he did not change his mind. Instead he trained in the way of swords, and a little on rituals that would aid him in his journey.

Equipment:
A maple branch: The very thing he used to slay the beasts back at his home. It is more a charm than a weapon for now. Unless things get desperate.
A longsword, with rune engraved onto its tang to make it more durable than normal swords.

Contracted Daemon: N/A

Spoiler: quillman

Appearance:

Name: Haru
Age: 27
Order of Origin: Quills of Quin
Personality:
Having originating from running away from cultist nomads, Haru is at surface a grumpy and sarcastic fellow. His views on religions or knight orders is rather pessimistic(for following some voice from the sky's will to slaughter people appears as "nonsense" to him). But there is still a good part of him inside. Awakened by Helge's teachings, Haru strives to fix his aggressive behavior and help those in need. Because of these two parts of himself, Haru is often torn from the words and decisions he made that day.

Background:
Haru's was roamer, who simply happened to stumble upon the village Helge was in. Running away from his past of being a part of a cultist nomadic tribe, he arrived to the village tired and nearly dead. While many of the villagers were waiting for him to die out so that they could rid of this stranger, Helge and a few of his men carried Haru to their "chapter house"(which was a run down shack) to take care of him. The man recovered fast, thanking the order's hospitality and preparing to leave. A conveniently timed critter attack postponed his leave, him taking part in the battle to repay his debts.
His leave was postponed greatly-perhaps more than he planned- as Haru started receiving teachings from Helge. Once an angry, lost spirit, Haru was effected greatly by Helge's soft and kind spirit and vowed his allegiance to the Quills. After eight years spent staying in the village, Haru bid farewell to Helge and his followers to go on his own way, while still bearing the man's teachings in his heart.

Equipment:
A mace with a long handle
Armor made of plates and leather weaved into a frankenstein of a protection
A big sack filled with supplies for traveling across the lands

Contracted Daemon: Paimon's Steed
A beast Haru had encountered, and subdued, during his stay in Helge's village. It is a twisted, bizarre creature in a bear's hide, and helps its contractor cast spells that protects and strengthens oneself. It tends to speak in unintelligible language from time to time, while clearly able to speak and understand human language.
Pride: Haru calls upon magical energy to strengthen himself and his protective gear.
Glory: Haru enchants himself and, by choice, another person, allowing their weapons to be encased in magic energy to be more effective.
Honor: Haru channels the Steed's power to emit a ray of light, disturbing the magic and obscuring the vision of only those who oppose him. Allies are unaffected.
All spells have a short time duration and a cooldown before available for use again.

 

[Petroshka]

Caenis Skjinyr

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• Basic information
• Background
• Personality
• Equipment
• Contract

• 
  Age: 37
  Race:Valkyrie
  Order of Origin: Occilans Shield
  Height: 6'6"
  Gender: Female
  
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  Caenis' origin is a strange one, as it does not start with simply her. Her adoptive mother and father were having troubles in procuring themselves and heir, as her mother, Iydia Skjinyr had fertility problems concerning an injury she had obtained years ago. They were citizens of the then Kongisvolk kingdom in a city bordering Krajtegun , and had been land owners of a sizable mining industry complete with sections of city that they governed as is the nature of having wealth and power. Caenis comes into the story when Lydia and and her husband Ivar Skjinyr made a pilgrimage up the largest mountain of that mountain range to pray to a local mountain god that Ivar was taught the origins of. Lydia had her doubts but followed her husband, not having faith in the god but rather him. as they reached the mountain tops they prayed and offered sacrifices in the form of hunted deer, and as the ritual was complete they descended. However Lydia was feeling, was that either doubt or guilt in praying to a god she had no allegiance to, the couple began to hear a child crying. A small winged human girl, and since that day, Lydia had been ever thankful to this mountain god whether or not it heard their prayers.
  
  Growing up Caenis had expectations set through the heavens for her, as her mother had flaunted and praised her child endlessly, and consequently word of a winged child that could fly surged throughout the city. She had become the symbol of the city, though spoiled with food and comfort, she was also subjected relentlessly with study and knowledge. Noble topics such has the metallurgy of weapons, the governance of a kingdom or city, politicking between nobles, etiquette, and all manner of things. Of course she hated it, she simply wanted to have fun, do things a child would, she assumed her parents hated her, though everything was done out of love. She was never berated, in fact most were afraid of her after all she was the child of a mountain god wasn't she? After her childhood years past by and her teenager years crawled up on her she began to wonder why she was different from those around her, was she a freak of nature or truely a gift by the gods as everyone said? She was practically the mascot of this city, the nobles parading her at every diplomatic event, her being trained endlessly to be a perfect woman. Yet it all seemed, wrong.
  
  It was when her father told her about her origins, the mountaintop she came from, who they prayed to to be gifted her. Once Caenis learned about this an overwhelming desire to go to this mountain crept up and practically pulled her to seek the truth of what exactly happened up there. Though her parents disapproved of this action they knew there was little for them to stop her, after all she had wings and easily make it there herself. So instead of stopping her from what they didn't like and having her go off alone in a dangerous world, they sent a armed caravan with her on her pilgrimage like they once did all those years ago. Following the same roads, paths, and bridges her parents had once done she finally reached the massive mountain, then with a armed retinue began her ascent into the winter of the highscapes.
  
  as she reached the ritual site she asked for the guards to stand by. Praying to the same god her parents had once did not knowing of what it was or how to complete a ritual she simply placed her palms together and kneeled, hoping for a sign, and she was given one. A voice came down, what Caenis had expected, being a masculine divine voice, instead came a womans. Looking up she saw three armored figures flying down to her they looked like her, winged and though more muscular than she was. They greeted her with a familial smile and all the while Caenis was dumbfounded. they had explained to her that she was one of them, a wayward sister or daughter that found her way back home. They showed to her that up on these mountains there existed a small village of the same folk that looked to be like herself. she was informed that there are other villages but the one she found herself in was the largest, which allowed Caenis to grasp just how small the society was. They were a warrior people who mainly trained in the art of spear and shield. Unfortunately for Caenis, as she would have loved to stay with her people, she could not leave her responsibilities. To which much to Caenis' surprise, the other valkyries as they called themselves understood, many wayward daughters and sisters come and go as they had other lives to live.
  
  Ever since this encounter, Caenis has had a more drive towards the machinations of warfare and the art of fighting. growing up She trained herself both at home and with the valkyries at the mountains in all manor of arms and armor, eventually settling in the heavy armor of the Kongisvolk and the sword and shield of the Valkyries. Eventually even participating in the wars against Irellea, soon after failed campaign upon failed campaign and a few close calls. Caenis asked the Valkyries for help not in terms of military power of course but rather advice, they had pointed her to a ancient secretive order of mage hunters who excelled at negating magic and hunting the supernatural. Although it wasnt what Caenis was looking for the idea of this order had intrigued her, she visited them wondering what they could provide or simply what they were of. It would have been difficult to find them had she not have a guide who was a direct link to this order.
  
  Flying down to them it seemed they trained and practiced regularly with valkyries, watching them spar it was clear both were trained warriors. Caenis' guide informed their leader of who she was and why she was there. He looked upon her with suspicion at first but quickly shook that feeling away and greeted her with respect, he told her to keep this order secret as they prefer not to be caught up in politics and would rather be a legend. Naturally she agreed with him, though she informed them that she could assist with funding, but he declined. Working with this order she learned of their ways to hunt and negate magic which was all fascinating to her, although she could not stay with them for long. as her responsibilities would keep her shackled home.
  
  Years passed of relative normalcy, occasional wars with Irellea, her secretly speaking to hidden communities, assisting in governance of her areas of the city all was well. Until the plague struck, her mother and father were quick to go, the valkyries barred themselves further from the outside world leaving her alone, but as the hard times came she stood strong in defiance of it. working with the city ravaged by plague she tried to help as much as she could without catching it herself. relief efforts, organization, burials, then the dead stood back up. It was a shock throughout her community, when word of dead people coming back to attack the living Caenis immediately donned her arms and armor to protect the city she loved. when all was set and done everything was in ruins, fires were rampant throughout the streets, the stench of death everywhere. It was when an collation of Irellean and Kongisvolk army came did things turn back to a certain stage of normalcy, at first she was against this alliance but soon she found out about the true gravity of this pandemic and devoted everything in her power to assist in bringing back order to this world wide chaos.
  
  
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  Caenis is a strange individual, people from her home had revered her, yet she understood not, considered a leader to be protected, yet she sees herself in the rank and file. She is kind and did not like suffering yet she enjoyed war and bloodshed. Perhaps byproducts of the stark differences of her upbringing conflicting with her lineage, she feels the rage of battle and the enjoys the feeling of overwhelming her opponent, but also talks of peace and a solution to benefit both sides. Studied in tactics and strategy she is not simply a dull minded berserker, instead she views herself as a commander that leads with the front.
  
  Perhaps one can simply call her a very emotional individual, her feelings stronger than that of others. If those can see within her thoughts and emotions one may even call her a hypocrite, dellusional, even silly. Caenis' dreams are of a world free from this plague and to turn things back to what it used to be, or maybe she can work to make it better than what they used to be? Whether it be ambition or Naivety, a seemingly impossible outcome will not stop her from achieving things she believes is right.
  
  
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  The equipment that Caenis dons are all made for a singular purpose, Magic negation.
  The spear she wields negate most magic protections rendering most except for the strongest of wards useless
  
  
  The Plate armor she wears renders most magics used against her, inert.
  
  
  However just as they negate most harmful magic they also negate all helpful magics as well as removing any magical potential Caenis can wield or use.
  
  
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