Fantasy The Underground-New CS!

[Axeykins]

You can either be one of the inhabitants of The Underground, a regular human or a member of The Order.

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[Axeykins]

Name: Austere Bryn

Age: 503

Species: Dragonkin

Occupation: Prince

Appearance(Image or description):


Appearance other (tattoos, scars and such):
Greenish raven hair with a small braid in the back. Green eyes with a burning amber center. He is blind in his right eye, a deep scar runs from his forehead to the bottom of his cheekbone on that side from an encounter with a human.
Personality/Background:
Once a very timid and cowardly young man, now a bloodthirsty edgelord. After seeing his brother killed and brought back something inside the shy young man snapped. The humans had nearly taken yet another family member from him and this time. This time he is not going to sit back and watch pitifully and in fear. He's hardened his heart to all but a select few. For the most part.
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Name: Marius Mandru Poarta

Age: 309

Species: Vampire

Occupation: Servant of a demon lord

Appearance(Image or description):

Appearance other (tattoos, scars and such):
He has the mark of Abigor on his chest, right over his heart. And a purple butterfly lower back tattoo
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My Humans
Name: Sisceal Anderson
Age: 33

Occupation: Priest

Appearance:

Appearance other:
His right eye is a striking lust red. A thin scar runs from under his right eye, across the bridge of his nose to the middle of his cheek

Personality:
A kind and gentle soul, as long as you are redeemable, with a touch of a naughty side. It was the entire reason he was sent to this city in the first place.

Background:
He has been training as a priest since he was a young boy and anything else before that was rather fuzzy.He was sent to investigate some 'demon' that needed purging from the city. Only to get caught up in a war he never wanted to be in at all.
Captured as a 'war criminal' and 'spy' he's now kept in the Order headquarters for routine interrogation and attempts to get him on their side and "see the light".

Other:
He has mild asthma and is most often drunk.

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Name: Anton Porata

Age:none of your damned business

Occupation: Head general of The Order

Appearance:

Personality:
Asshole

Background:
Not much to know about this one. He has been against the fey ever since his son became part of their world. Wishing to destroy it and finally be able to be able to die.
Currently he is spearheading the harsher attacks against the beasts.

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[Black Forest MLady]

Human/ The Order: Human


Name: Alexis Feia Novania

Age: 21 years (She aged, since a few years have past)

Occupation/ rank(if in The Order): Singer/(will be added once she gets that charm)

Appearance:

Appearance other: She has a flower symbol on the back of her neck (she doesn't know what it means, but it's a virgin symbol. She is also wearing white as a symbol of innocence and virginity.) She has green/gray eyes with shoulder length red hair. She stands at 5'7 and weighs 140 lbs.

Personality: Shy, Stubborn, Genuine, Smart, can be Feisty and adventurous.

Background: Alexis entered the Underworld when she was 17, spending a whole year in search of the vampire Romanian prince. She blended in as a musician, playing the guitar for a few coins to spent on food mostly. She was fascinated with him, even when she's never seen him before. She's heard rumors of his brother in his past was the one to drive the stake into his heart and heard that he served a demon lord. She finds him, well, more like he finds her and soon they become friends. She asks many questions, which many were answered with regretful, but truthful answers. Though from the very beginning, Alexis had grown feelings for the vampire. Now a few years have past and war has broken out. All Alexis knows is that Marius and the creatures of the Underworld are in trouble, and she wants to help in way that she can.

Other: She still has her guitar and some items from her human world.

 

[Soviet Panda]

Name: Gareth Bryne

Age: Don't make him think about it, we might be here a while if he does.

Species: Dragon

Occupation: King of the Underground.

Appearance(Image or description):

Appearance other (tattoos, scars and such):
Draconic form.

Personality: Gareth, though at war, is still so painfully cautious. Whether this be because of his years spent worrying about accidentally hurting someone with his immense strength, or his fear of losing everything he has protected for so long and having it just slip away is, is unknown. But he has yet to send out an army en mass towards the human world, instead opting for smaller and stealthier groups to do the same thing while still keeping the entryways to the Underground still relatively hidden. And these groups of "rebels" that have set up camp in the human world are actually helping him out in that regard quite a bit. But once the war is won, for there is no other option in his mind, they will still have to be punished. The law is the law, and even he can't go against it.

Background(a sentence at minimum, you don't have to go too into detail): Gareth is a man teetering on the fine edge of a sword. Ever since the war started, he's been trying to unite the other havens, with little success, and keep the Entryways hidden so as to prevent a full scale invasion by the humans. Both of these met with varying levels of success. But still he presses on, developing more and more plans. Plans withing plans. Plans for if one works and plans for if the same plan as before doesn't work.

Other:
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Name: Hemolus

Age: 28

Species: Centaur

Occupation: Master of Hoof. (High ranking general for cavalry)

Appearance(Image or description):

Spoiler: Armored

Appearance other (tattoos, scars and such): Hunting and battle scars sit side by side on his skin.

Personality: He is loyal only to the king, as other Masters are. He sees the rebellious groups as insubordinate soldiers. If they want to fight, then join with them. At least they'd get paid for it then.

Background(a sentence at minimum, you don't have to go too into detail): He has obtained and kept his position through skill and skill alone. Combatants who have challenged him could be ten times stronger then him, yet through skill he won. He was seen as a tactical prodigy, born to be a general. And a general he became, one of the highest ranking generals.

Other: He is the leader of all cavalry forces in the Underground's army, second only to the king.
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Name: Connor McKinley.

Age: 25

Rank: Weapons expert, leaning more towards the heavy side of things.

Appearance:

Personality: Some call him crazy. He prefers the term creative. His level of insanity is nothing over the top extreme, something just seems that little bit off. Like a small speck of dust on an otherwise white counter top. And no matter how hard you try to remove it, it just gets more and more prominent until you give up and try to ignore it.

Background: Oddly enough, he was raised in a wealthy family. Had to parents, a mom and a dad, who loved him dearly and gave him everything he wanted. And when his obsession with weapons kicked in, they reluctantly gave him a couple of guns. But just having them wasn't enough. He had to shoot them, to feel the recoil and see the hole it caused. This led to visits to the shooting range, and generous donations to it. But even seeing the holes appear on the target wasn't good enough for him. Eventually, he went on a hunting trip. The way he so viciously hunted down his first stag worried his parents, but they simply brushed it off as a boy being a boy. Well, perhaps if they had their heads out of their asses they would see what was actually happening. He was a killer, and he liked his job. The military deemed him to unstable, so he became a mercenary. In the end, he was still hired by the government to fight in their war, but he didn't have to go through boot camp and have to listen to orders. His time fighting is shrouded in mystery, the documents blacked out or burned, but it was around this time that the Order got ahold of him. A rabid dog, collared, kept at a distance, and controlled by a gun.

Other: He loves his guns. Any guns really, but which ever gun he touches he thinks of as his own and keeps it. This made the Order rather cross with him until he had one of everything from their arsenal. Then they just started giving him ammunitions. He will get his target, no matter how much collateral there may be.

 

[Aridis]

Name: Atlas Damon

Age: 20

Species: Wraith

Occupation: Scout

Appearance:

Appearance other: He has long, scruffy black hair that always seems to stick straight up in all directions no matter how much he tries to tame it. His eyes are a bright, golden brown. Atlas has a habit of wearing a lot of dark colors. It rarely has something to do with stealth; more often than not, he just thinks it looks cool. Basically, everything about him looks completely human, except for his longer-than-normal canines and slightly pointed ears.

Personality: Atlas is a pretty happy-go-lucky guy. He is relatively sarcastic and occasionally tries to drop a really bad joke or two. The Wraith is a caring person, despite many stereotypes of him being a soul-sucking spirit (which, for the record, he is not-ish). However, he is the type to hide his problems with a smile. A really big, goofy smile.

Background: Atlas had spent most of his life under the care of a foster family. Well, until they sold him out to the Order. Barely escaping with his life, he ran away and eventually found himself in the Underground. Thing is, even though the area is relatively safe, he doesn't necessarily like the concept of hiding out until some hero comes to save them. So, instead, Atlas makes continuous rounds to gather information about the blood-thirsty humans.

Other: He has the ability to slip in and out of shadows. The darker the shadow, the faster he can move around. Atlas can't necessarily teleport using this method, but he can blend in with the darkness.
Also, he had suffered a serious wound in his knee. Because of this, he now walks with a limp.​

 

[Aridis]

Name:
Vytas Bryne

Age:
17

Species:
Shapeshifter (Although not that good at it)

Occupation:
Prince of the Underground

Appearance:

Personality:
Vytas has matured somewhat since his Death...and resurrection. The boy is still a master of getting himself into trouble, but his reasons have become less childish; mainly because of the current war. That being said, he remains to be a slightly selfish and sarcastic little shit. Once he sets his mind toward something, you'd need some pretty strong magic and muscle to convince him otherwise.

Background:
Vytas was born and raised in the Underground. For a good while, his main goal in life was to sneak his way outside. He got his wish in the end, and things had gone wonderfully at first. Unfortunately, his fun ended very abruptly due to the impending war. After having been killed by members of the Order--and resurrected by his father-- the kid has been a bit more cautious, and at the same time less fearful, of topics involving dying.

Other:
Candy remains to be his favorite thing in the world. Especially the more fruity kinds.​

 

[Aridis]

Name:
Aria Bradbury

Age:
22

Species:
Human

Occupation(s):
Order Field Agent/Scout
Walking Lore Encyclopedia

Appearance:

Spoiler: More sewious

Personality:
Well, it kind of depends on which Aria you're around. She doesn't exactly have a multiple personality disorder... Yes she does. Blame the job.
"Civilian" Aria is cheery and almost constantly stressed out. She's shy when you first approach her, but can turn into an excited time bomb if she gets familiar with you. The girl is a child at heart. She loves candy, hates vegetables, despises bedtimes, adores naps, and is all in all a curious person. When not working, she can often be found on her laptop in a cafe or in her old University's library; brushing up on her knowledge of several different religions and mythologies. Anything seemingly fictional or magical can draw her in. Which might explain the piles of fantasy stories that are slowly breaking her bookcase.

"Order" Aria is more serious. She knows how dangerous Fae can be, and knows how difficult it can be to track them and kill them. Aria switches from happy to almost emotionless the moment that she's called into action. Her mind stays on the important tasks at hand, and rarely strays from any current targets. She practically turns into a robot; because that was the way that she was trained. It isn't impossible to get her to open up in this state, but you'd have more luck with landing on the Sun and living to tell the tale.

Background:
Aria was a part of a more recent program. Its mission was to spawn Members who could get the job done faster and more effectively than past Agents. Beforehand, the girl lived with her single mother. They struggled financially, and when it was discovered that Aria was developing a tumor in her brain, they had no way to pay the medical bills. Luckily, the Order was there to step in. They had offered to take care of the finances, and even take care of her mother, in return for permission to have Aria take part in the--at the time-- experimental program. Of course, the agreement was made.

Now, she's perfectly healthy. Well...The tumor had damaged her nerves so that they were dangerously nullified, and had messed with some of her common sense. But, for the most part, Aria is perfectly fine. Before the war, she managed to live a double life as a University student, as well as keep up with her job for the Order. However, now she can only manage the latter.

Other:
Don't question her expertise if you want to live

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[Aridis]

Name:
Lilliana Silverwood

Age:
Wouldn't you like to know?

Species:
Enchantress

Occupation:
Princess of a Fae Sanctuary in Britain

Appearance:

Appearance other:
The only scars she harbors are some on the palm of her left hand. There is a fairly large and clean one from years of using her own blood for certain spells.

Personality:
Externally, Lilliana is practically the perfect picture of royalty. She's polite and soft-spoken, and only really speaks out when it is necessary. The Enchantress does her best to remain unbiased until she figures out all of the details of a situation. Not only that, but it is extremely difficult to get her truly angry.
Still, Lilliana tends to have a bit more fun when she is away from home. She remains calm and collected but is more prone to telling little jokes. But, don't let her kindness fool you completely. She is more than capable of manipulation and deception if need be.

Background:
Lilliana comes from a family of powerful magic. However, she is one of the younger children of her family, and hardly has a chance at her own throne; despite her being the most reasonable when it comes to taking care of the other Fae under their protection. Her arranged marriage to Austere was basically just a way to ensure that neither sanctuaries ended up wiping the other out; as that seemed to be a popular trend of many other kingdoms.

Other:
One of her more used abilities is "Charmspeak." Charmspeak is a type of hypnotism or persuasion in which it allows the speaker to convince someone else to do or get whatever they want, and is effective against even the most powerful of beings. However, its influence can be nullified by especially strong-minded people. Though you would have to have a will of indestructible diamond to be able to ignore it completely.​

 

[Hoki]

Name: Shion Lester
Age: 19 probably (Yes I’ve gone back and changed it. I’ve changed his age so many times; originally I’m sure he was 16 but then I flopped it and let’s just say that his aging is wonky)
Species: Raijuu
Occupation: Guard
Appearance:

Appearance Other: There are a series of long, jagged scars that dominate his chest. They begin at his left shoulder, and end down at his right hip. Shion refuses to discuss how he got it, but just from a glance one could tell that it came from a large predator of some sort.
His eyes will turn gold during moments of EXTREMELY high-energy, but when that happens in his human form, you can expect a collapse in the near future.

Personality: He used to be much more awkward and reserved about himself, but times have changed, and he has changed with them. Shion's kindness hasn't gone away, however, and he's still cautious of things, but he's much more controlled; in a fight, he no longer flounders with the first steps into it, and has a better understanding of his own abilities than before. He's loyal, and will do everything in his power to help those that ask it of him.

Background: In the beginning, the only thing about him was that he was turned in by a friend at a human school. Now, there's so much more. He had been present at the "first" attack between the Order and the Underground that ultimately sparked the war, had witnessed the death of the Youngest Prince. It was that day when he changed, he like many others. Shion's inner demon, an ancient spirit and energy that he had forcefully locked away for so long, finally broke out.

Since then, he's been in a balance with the beast, and has grown stronger because of it.
Following that fateful day, the king issued a punishment to the Raijuu for his involvement, but it wasn't death; he was to serve, and Shion has been determined to do so ever since, all in the hopes of making up for his errors and protecting the people he has grown closer to over time.

Other: His wolf, normally, is twice the size of a normal wolf, if not more. When energized, it is white hot with energy with a sky blue glow outlining it and gold eyes. When it's not, its fur is a stormy gray with splotches of cloudy white and the same sky blue eyes its human body possesses.
In this form, the scars are still not visible; the only time that they were was after the first transformation, appearing after the energy died down as steaming marks moments before the revert back to human.

Then there's the subject of his powers, something that has grown IMMENSELY during the three years of war, and, in his case, training. At first, he had been a living railgun, only capable of releasing heavy charges/bolts of electricity through steel coins that he keeps on his person; if he lost control, the full brunt of the Raijuu would be unleashed. Then, the Raijuu was released.
His powers have been expanded and adapted since then, still retaining that powerful white hot/blistering blue color. Naturally, there is still more he can do with it once he learns to do so, and once he reaches such a level. Now, his "railgun" has become stronger and even more accurate, sometimes exceeding the beam-shape and following a more jagged, "bolt like" path. Stuff that he could in the Raijuu form - ie faster movement, mainly - has become possible in his human form, and he can even take on the Raijuu form at will (though he chooses to do that only when necessary when it comes to the more energized body; the more timid and physical form is fair game).

He speaks Japanese more frequently now, just because that natural yet older dialect had been awoken in him. You can usually tell when it's in bold AND italicized.
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[Kiyoko Tomoe]

Axeykins Soviet Panda Here's what I've done so far. I'm likely going to rewrite their personalities so that they feel more relevant to the time-skip, though I feel that for now this is enough. Lemme know if there's anything that could use some touch-ups regarding Liana's and Caius' positions in the Fey's army, Beo, and anything else that needs to be fixed, Axel.

Name
~ Caius Noël Vespid ~

"Caius Noël Vespid, at your service. Please, just call me Noël."

Age
~ 22 ~

"My present for turning twenty-two was a sword through the shoulder and acceptance into the Underground's military despite being a human. Needless to say, the stab was from my sister, and my acceptance to the army was, oddly enough, because I was the brother of a being they knew the last name of... Also because of my sister, that is to say. Though apparently they have no intel on my sister, save for her being a sword-wielding demon who's apparently moved through the castle and all the Underground freely without anyone ever managing apprehend her..."

Occupation/Rank
~ Demon Hunter/Exorcist ~
~ Agent of The Order ~
~ Underground Army - Assassin Division ~
~ Backstabber/Lone Spy ~

"What I do is the same as what you do, with one difference... While you do it for those too scared to do it, I do it for those who are brave enough, but lack the means. I do it for the people with the balls to live by their own standards, rather than those who feed off the standards of others."

Appearance

Appearance Other
Steely grey hair that reaches his lower back, Caius's eyes glow golden with a sense of melancholy added to a reflection of chaos. With a light but durable build, he's pretty prominent on the punk kid look. At least, that's how Caius's employer states it. He's often times viewed as the delinquent who should've never been allowed into the order because of how he dresses, but he gives off that aura of someone who knows what the hell they're doing, and nobody's bothered get in his face because they know to be scared of him.

Personality
Serious and to the point, Noël is rarely found messing around. He's quite the asshole too, not caring about most others' daily activities. Yes, even he's a decent human being where needed, but if you're not somebody he's looking forward to being around, or you've just met him and he doesn't plan on ever seeing you again, then pray you don't come out hating humanity as a whole because of one idiot. When he likes a person though, it really shows; probably more so than two people in love, as he really values trust and friendship due to the circumstances of his life. You'd be a mistrusting and hate-filled asshole too if you were betrayed by your own sister, after all. Little tip by the way, the guy's actually a bit crazy at times, a real thrill-seeker to make up for the emptiness of his past. Expect shit to hit the fan if he gets too bored for but a few seconds, so just try not to be around him when nothing's going on; or, well, just never be around him unless he's the one who approached you...

Background
Caius... has no family; at least, none but a sister, and one he doesn't even acknowledge as family. At the young age of twelve, Caius's parents were killed by some deranged being that looked as though it'd come from the depths of hell itself. This left him alone with his sister, unable to trust anything else after having seen such a gruesome scene that once was his parents. After four years, he'd slowly began adjusting back to the world, no longer a paranoid child. Yes, he and his sister did live separate from society in the sewers, but they did go to school like normal children, pretending that everything in their lives was fine. This wasn't very long-lives after this point though, as a bit of "betrayal" happened in the eyes of Caius.

Caius's sister, unbeknownst to him, wasn't very much human. This was something he discovered in a rather awkward round of events, which need only be mentioned as having included a bathtub. His sister attempted explain herself, though the explanation went wrong, thus issues ensued. From that point forward, not only did he hate himself as a human being, he deemed his sister a traitor for being a demon of sorts, shunning her and essentially deciding he'd kill her for her kind having killed his parents. The Order found him, took him in, and that's what his life became; hunting demons and searching for his sister, who'd managed escape him back on that day. It became his purpose in life, not trusting anything other than his wish to see her kind pay for what they did to his family, as well as many others, according to some people of the order.

However, Caius started to doubt the morale of the people belonging to The Order, finding that they may not really be pushing for the same end as he is. As a result, Caius decided to do some hands-on work, searching for and eventually falling into the Underground; quite literally. After a few days spent sneaking around while under the cover of one of the residents whom seemed trust him and his stated "motives," Caius engaged in combat with a certain demon girl and barely made it out of the fight his sister had brought to him. This gave away his presence in the Underground, and as a result, he had to go into self-sufficient hiding within the Underground, highly cautious not to be caught again.

This snooping ended after a long year of spy work that he managed to communicate to The Order. Found by his sister, and subsequently stabbed in the shoulder, Caius was found once more by the beings of the Underground, barely managing escape to the surface and report all details to The Order; except for the fact he'd, on his way out, conversed with a few of the higher-status residents about working with them as their spy. And thus, Caius made a request to the higher-ups of The Order, in order to become their spy within the Underground.

Now, a strong while after the two deals were made, Caius acts of his own will as a double agent, with nothing more than the goal of finding and killing his sister. An assassin and spy for the Underground, a field agent and spy for The Order, and above all else, brother to a demon whom he doesn't even realize to be his own General, Caius both plays and is played by the deck of cards called fate.

Other
Caius currently resides in a small room within a dark building in the corner of the Underground, which is house to a small army of assassins and other shadow-walking soldiers working for the Underground. Caius, being the only human, is watched more carefully than any else, however also has learned more skills than most others in the division due to having no supernatural talents or abilities to aid him in his endeavors. However, he's nowhere near the strongest or best there, due to having such a huge disadvantage in the supernatural aspect.




Name
~ Liana Noëlle Vespid ~

"Noëlle would be fine, though I've no problem with Liana either...."

Age
~ 19 ~

"Age is meaningless... It merely represents how much past one has to tell of. It's meaningless in the face of combat experience."

Species
~ Demon/Human Hybrid ~
~ Half Demon Lord ~

"It's what I am, sad to say... Though it's irrelevant now, as I can't really change it."

Occupation
~ Master of Shadows ~
Commander of stealth operations and assassins in the Underground.

"I do what I must to protect what I love... Which includes the very brother which seeks to kill me as I speak."

Appearance

Appearance Other
Black hair, light skin... Not much is to be said about her. If she just sticks to her normal, human state, there's nothing to really be viewed about her unless you can catch her without anything covering her back. After all, that's where you'll find scars all over the place, ones given to herself after separating from her brother. She also has a tail and red eyes, although the tail she hides pretty well, and the red eyes are a simple fix by colored contact lenses. The tail, if you ever see it, is your usual, black demon tail with a heart-shaped tip.

Personality
A bit silent and devoid of outward emotion, Liana is viewed to be a heartless girl who only cares about her own interests. She's the kind of person who just wishes to be left alone most the time, focusing on her own business and staying out of others. This never really goes so well for her though, as behind that wall of silence, she really wants to spend time with people, help people out, and above all; see her brother again as just brother and sister. This has lead to many complications in her heart, and thus she's always watching over her brother, despite the fact being closer to him means him having a better chance of finding and trying to kill her.

Background
Liana was, unlike her human brother, born part demon. This was something only Liana and her mother knew, a well-kept secret from the world and even family itself. This was a secret that managed last a good while. Unfortunately, circumstances with her brother prove this no longer a secret, as this wound up revealed to Caius when he was sixteen, Liana thirteen. Of course, this in itself wasn't the reason for their relationship as brother and sister winding up as they did. The real cause was the fact that Caius hated "monstrosities" such as demons, as four years prior to this, Liana and Caius had lost their parents to a demon itself, Caius having played witness to the event. Thus, Caius seeks to kill Liana, all the while Liana constantly searches for a way to get her brother to just accept her for what she is so they can go back to the peaceful life they gave up on three years prior.

Most recently, Liana has taken on the role of Master of Shadows, a high-ranking General in the Underground's army, in order to take control over the war raging loose between humans and the supernatural. Having been the most elusive demon the Underground had ever seen, she was offered the position as the King and the other commanding soldiers had seen her conviction first-hand in numerous efforts to push humans away from the Underground when she "thought" nobody was looking. Upon accepting such a role, however, she set three rules that she and her fellow fey would have to follow.

The first was that she was to never be spoken of unless she herself were there in person. This meant that the only ones who truly knew about her were those who needed to know about her, as her hidden presence was her greatest weapon in fighting off The Order. The second rule was that her troops were to live underneath the Underground itself, existing in a world only the shadows could safely reach. The third, and final rule, was that if someone by the name of Caius Noël Vespid were to ever make a request, so long as that request didn't involve obtaining information on her and wasn't something that wouldn't be unreasonable or bring harm to the Underground, it would be fulfilled; in other words, Liana set a rule that in the end granted Caius entry into the Fey's forces.

Other
Liana currently resides beneath the Underground itself, having a secret network of tunnels and passageways that only she and her highest-ranking assassins have knowledge of and access to, save for certain passages designated as emergency passages she constructed for the use of other higher-ranking military members in order to remain unpredictable to The Order.
Liana has, even now, remained uncaught by the other Fey, being among the most elusive to ever travel around the Underground.
Liana can speak Japanese, English, and Latin, as well as has started learning a little bit of German in her spare time.​

 

[High Moon]

Name:
Sitbuizor/ Emmastien Miliomax

Age:
1,000,000

Species:
Archfiend


Occupation:
Demon-Lord, Monarch of Twisted Peak


Abilities:
Complete control over his layer of Inferno (He can warp the reality of his realm, teleport himself and anything inside it, create demonic beings, stop time etc.), Invade minds, Shapeshift, Warping in and out of reality. His powers are severely limited in the Mortal Realm as it is not really him but a fragment of his essence, a projection of his image that can enter the Mortal Realm without a Full-Summoning.

Appearance:

Appearance Other:
While he can shape himself to any form he desires he choses to be seen as an Elderly Gentleman with graying hair a carefully trimed beard and moustache, he preffers to wear outlandish clothes compared to rest of his fellow council members as depicted in shrines dedicated to him. Only thing that sets him off from any other human is his subtly demonic eyes.


Personality:
Cruel, vile, selfish, vain, mad, joyful, generous, commpassionate all of these are his traits but above all he is unpredictable, one day he may decide to go and help mortals build a magnificient new chapel and the other day he might just order his minions to masscare a whole village and make a chandelier out of their bones.

Background:
Member of the Council of Fiends, Reaver of Minds (Although he prefers to be called Architect of Minds), Father of Madness, Lord of Creativity, Patron of Artists, Musicians, Writers, Sculptors, Tailors And Architects. One of the Demon Lords, Hailing from depths of inferno is Sitbuizor the 'gentle' an eternal being whose enjoyment lies in wreacking havoc in the mortal realm, ensuring chaos never ceases to exist.

Once he wandered the mortal realm freely, bringing joy And suffering alike in his wake every city he set foot in would go into a golden age of Art, sculptures whiches likes of was never seen before would be seen, Architecture never seen before, Paintings So colourful that would make people go blind but he Also brought with him Plagues of Mind, anyone born in his presence would suffer incureable ailments, The artists he blessed would obsess over creating new And even better works and go mad, people would one day start laughing And never stop untill they died, some would go silent with a solemn look on their face And never speak again, depression, dimentia, Mania, forgetfulnes, Violent bursts of anger, Eternal hapyness all small prices to pay for a taste of Godly-Creation yet a group of hunters confronted him and tried to slay him. Sitbuizor (Or as he was known in his Mortal Shade Emmastien Miliomax, Professor And Founder of Fine Arts Academy.) laughed at their feeble attempt, berated them and left the mortal realm of existence, Dooming the City to decay, no New artists would be born of the once Capital of Art yet the Mind Plague still effects it his earhtly personification slain and his essence forced back into Inferno. He laid dormant for a thousand years, Re-decorating his palace, abducting mortals to populate his realm, Plaguing Mortals in their minds And dreams alikd, hiring thiefs to steal works of art And pestering other Demon Lords. Not once stepping foot to the Mortal Realm ever since and most people believe he was actually killed that fatefull day and that he no longer exists thus many works of History and works of Fiction adress him as the 'Dead Demon-Lord'

He has grown bored in his realm And looks For fun, perhaps it is time he returns to Existence as known And blesses more And more Mortals with his gifts.

His realm is the Twisted Peak, where almost everyone is mad or tetering in the brink of madness yet unlike his many 'Friends's' realms his is very colourful And vibrant with Buildings that defy logic, Paintings coming to life, Statues that shift And warp, where birds form choruses yet it has a dark side behind this as well with cries of anguish joining the happy chirps of birds.

It's said that all the artists who go mad And are never seen again are actually invited by Sitbuizor himself to join his court in the Twisted Realm, creating works of wonder eternally in service of their eternal patron.

He takes great pride in his work on Mortal existince and has a fatherly yet smug attitude towards All mortals yet he shows clear favouratism towards Humans deeming them as the perfect species dur to their skill in Arts And their natural ability towards falling prey to madness.

He likes to spite other Demon Lords, that is why he sometimes helps Mortals who try to defeat their creations if one summons him. Not because he likes to help the 'good' Mortals but For his own enjoyment.

The tales of his exploits as Uncle Buiz is for the most part is true but the legend has faded into obscurity ever since he left the Mortal Realm, only fragments of it surviving, such as giving gifts to one another The day before New Years, or Telling stories about 'Uncle Buiz' who is now very divorced from the Real Uncle Buiz as this new 'Uncle Buiz' is much more forgiving and 'tame' compared to the real one.

He is considered the weakest of the Council, not because he lacks power but because he is so obssesed with toying with Mortals rather than ruling over them.


Other:

"Why vote When We can draw straws?"

Quoted from Book 'Council of Troubles, Chapter IX.'​

''Candy Canes grow where his cane hits, Ice trolls he defeats with his bare fists, who is it? None other than Uncle Buiz! Bringing presents to Children every time when it snows, when the sun dies and a new one is yet to be born, Uncle Buiz sits on his sleigh and fills it with all sorts of toys and all sorts of goods, He whips the naughty boys and pulls the reins as they take to the skies, Uncle Buiz has no time for necessities he breaks down the Mortals doors and announces himself with a grin across his old guise. A New Canvas to the Artist Kid and a Toy Sword to his Brawling brother, A purse of coin to their parents, A prized work of art to the Noble that lives atop a hill, An ale to the drunk of the tavern and his last fix of 'sugar' to the old beggar, filling houses with joy and smiles, his Sleigh faster than a dragon, leaving a trail of naughty kids blood on snow, Uncle Buiz Bringing Happiness to The Cold Hearts of the World, as his little Mortal-Slaves toil! Little Goblins, Orcs and Felgnomes all toiling in Uncle's Workshop!''
From the Old Folk Tale 'Uncle Buiz of Snow'​

"I brought colour to your pityful, mundane lifes Mortals and what have you done? You shunned me! Tried to banish me! No need I'll take my leave."

Last known words uttered by Lord Emmastien Miliomax, Mortal Shade of Sitbuizor before he vanished into Inferno​

'I was there when your puny Gods created you, as they toiled giving shape to Mortal Realm, I stood aside Worked on my latest painting depicitng them and their hard-work and enjoyed my tea."

Quoted from Book 'Tales of Creation Chapter VI, Sitbuizor the Gentle'​

 

[Error404RealityFailed]

Name: Rai Bryne

Age: 13-14 as she lost track

Species: Shapeshifter

Occupation: Princess of the Underground, full-time pestering sibling

Appearance:

Appearance other:
Rai's hair has a habit of gradually shifting to other colors. Her eyes flip between a pale blue grey and light brown. Along with those, she has a habit of shifting various limbs and features to mimic those of animals (Example: The antlers of a fawn, a leopard tail, and other minor details) although she cannot yet fully change form.

Personality:
Despite the war, Rai emits a lighter sort of feeling. Although she is quite jumpy and jittery, she keeps up her habits of pestering and cheerfulness. Vytas is mostly the subject to her nagging since Rai can't seem to find a way to leave him alone. She likes to talk to the servants she finds in the halls, though rarely interacts with anyone else like she does with Vytas.

While she interacts with Vytas and others, there is only one who she exposes her feeling to. He listens to her mumble and sees her pace around her room in a frenzy of words that only she can decipher. She keeps him in her room for fear of her secrets being spilled, though he would prefer to stay with her at all time.

Background:
Raised for the most part in the Underground, Rai was a good child for the most part. She bothered her older siblings as much as she could while she was there. Vytas was killed and her world seemed to shatter. Although Gareth brought him back, the damage had been done to the family. Rai was sent to another sanctuary for some time, where she 'evolved'.

To her, something had crept into her mind and attempted to fill in the cracks. She felt it crawling about in the corner of her thoughts with no way of removing it. Rai confided in a young man who happened to be in the sanctuary around the same time as her. He comforted her and attempted to help rid whatever was harming her mind. Two mistakes he paid for. Rai couldn't function without his magic after that first attempt. They tried to stop, but when they halted the magic Rai would quickly succumb to the invader of her mind. It was too late to separate them now, so he came back home with her. He begrudgingly remains in her room during the day for fear of her anger.

Other:

 

[Noble Scion]

Creatures

Name: Lofy the Treant
Age: 40 years old
Species: Treant
Occupation: defender of the throne (underground)
Appearance:

Personality: Lofy is a rather quiet being, much like the reat of her race, and only really talks when she deems it appropriate. Despite her age, she is still quite young for a treant whom often live hundreds of years, and as such, she is rather shy about her role as a guardian, always afraid that someone will eventually mock her about the role. Lofy is as vicious in combat as she is out of it, sticking to a more stern approach and not trying to communicate with the opponent at all.

Background: Lofy grew from a young sapling to the monster she is today, taking on the mantle from her parent, being the youngest of that treant line, as her siblings went on to other jobs. Her father taught her the ways of combat along with communication skills and what else he deemed necessary for the job, although she could never truly grasp the hand of some concepts. He taught her how to more efficiently wield the power of nature and how to call for help from those around her, which must of surely been a difficult task given that she had remained silent throughout each lesson, but eventually, the training was over and the young treant was tossed into the bustle of the guardians, which were currently in strife over the new enemies.

As one of the newer members to the defenders, Lofy has no real control over anyone else as her rank dictates as such, so she has merely been doing as she was told as efficiently as she could, which turned out to work out surprisingly well. Her comrades commended her for how she composed herself, yet found her eerily silent outside of combat, always trying to work out what was going on in the little green head of hers.

Other:'The treant has developed a sing-song, almost motherly voice containing a large vocal range in order to communicate its distress as well as to help its role as defender of the throne, allowing it to communicate to other members.

 

[Kiyoko Tomoe]

Name
Lucretia Seia Martiana-Polybia

Formally, she is called by the first name of Lucretia, and her last name of either Martiana or Polybia. However, she prefers those close to her call her by the name Seia. She seems to have strong disdain toward her last name of Polybia, however refuses tell anyone why.

Age
Twenty-Six
(Existential Age of 2,564)

Species
Cursed Angel

Occupation
Queen of the Ciminia Kingdom

Appearance Other
On the back right of Seia's neck resides a small petal-like mark, a charred black color that seemingly reflects faint green and blue light. Such marks exist all around her neck in a collar-like fashion, however only that single mark is visible so long as Seia's not around the one who placed the mark there.

Personality
Lucretia Seia Martiana-Polybia is, above all else, a kind-hearted individual. She's very soft-spoken and polite, although often times somewhat reserved and seemingly-shy. Being a Queen, however, she has the ability to be direct and give strong words when giving the utmost important of orders or giving the most important of speeches to her people, though very rarely has the internal strength, nor the need, to do so. Other than that, there's very little to note about Seia, as she's a seemingly simple person with naught but the best interests of her citizens and loved ones in mind, despite the many memories and feelings bottled up within.

Background
Lucretia Seia Martiana-Polybia, queen of the Ciminia Kingdom, was born in the year 550 BC. Being the only child of the King and Queen, she was expected from a young age to marry royalty of another kingdom so as to allow the kingdom continue until the birth of a proper heir. Seia, however, held disliking of such an idea, wishing marry someone of her choosing over the choosing of another. This lead to complications, particularly in the year of 535 BC, when a man by the name Lucius Tarquinius Superbus, whom had just overthrown the prior King of Rome, wished make Seia his. As a result of her rejecting him, she was poisoned, and the Ciminia Kingdom was put at war with Rome; a twelve-year one at that, thanks to the natural barrier the Silva Ciminia forest provided.

Unfortunately, however, the forest did not remain their protection forever. In the year 524 BC, Lucius and his men managed enter the Ciminian Kingdom and had begun burning it, taking king and queen hostage to get Seia, who had gone into hiding, to come forth. As such, wishing save her family and her kingdom, Seia came forth, stating she would marry Lucius in exchange for the freedom and safety of those dear to her and the kingdom she wished protect.

Lucius, excess pride and disdain for Seia running through him, denied her proposal by killing Seia's parents and then nearly killing Seia, only leaving after telling her that one day she would be his, but until then she would have to suffer for the mistake she made in rejecting him; as would the whole Ciminia Kingdom.

The following year, 523 BC, the Ciminia Kingdom moved itself underground, to avoid the detection of Lucius and the Roman Empire for which he controlled. In the very same year, much happened to Seia. She was made Queen of the Ciminia Kingdom, however shortly after to die of a cursed poison within her body.

It happened while resting in her room from a long day. Laying there in her bed, she felt a horrid pain in her chest. Her body began to deteriorate rapidly, almost as though it were being burnt to ash. However, she wasn't forever dead, and she wasn't alone. Passing by her room was a guard, whom heard her cries of pain, managing enter the room just before she lost consciousness and turned to dust and faded away completely.

The Ciminia Kingdom, without a Queen nor a rightful heir to the throne, was at a loss on how to continue. Twelve years later, however, they found their answer just in time to advert the impending collapse of society; the return of their very Queen. Seia, a twelve year old girl, had awakened to her memories of the past life that had ended exactly twelve years ago on her day of birth, in particular remembering the name and face of the on whom had witnessed her death.

Seeking out the man, Seia spoke to the man about what had happened to the queen of the Ciminina Kingdom; what had happened to her. Her appearance the same as when she had been twelve the last, the girl managed after long conversation that she was in fact the Queen of the Ciminia Kingdom, and as such, managed take place on the throne once more in hopes of restoring her Kingdom.

Soon, this had become a cycle. Every twenty-seventh year after her first death, she died once more, and every twelve years after, she regained her identity and purpose. After the first three times, the kingdom began seeking out the newly-born Seia the day of her deaths, raising her to return to her role of Queen immediately upon the recovery of her memories. Through this, Seia outlived many lives, and many people she cared for. Each and every time, she bore witness to the passing of them all, her knights and citizens alike, unable to do anything but silently mourn her losses while she ran the country she loved.

Other
Seia is the queen of a kingdom residing underneath what used to be the Silva Ciminia, a forest that divided Etruria from Ancient Rome. The kingdom used to reside within the forest itself, though was moved underground in 523 BC, during the rule of Lucius Tarquinius Superbus as the King of Rome.

Important thing to note is that Lucius Tarquinius Superbus became the King of Rome in 535 BC, twelve years prior to the move of the Ciminia Kingdom into the underground, and fifteen years after Seia was born.

The Ciminia Kingdom is a kingdom of winged and forest-loving people. Fairies, Wolf-People, Fox-People, Dwarves, Elves, and many more. However, the only Angel within the Ciminia Kingdom is Seia, being the last-born member of the only Angel family to have ever lived within the Kingdom.

The human civilization, even those most knowledgeable on the supernatural, have no records in regards to the Ciminia Kingdom, having no knowledge it ever existed. This is attributable to Lucius Tarquinius Superbus, whom virtually erased the kingdom from existence to the human eye.​

 

[Axeykins]

Note: If I've liked your CS that means it is accepted!

 

[Grammatic]

Name: Titus Alistair
Age: 24
Species: Human
Occupation: Inquisitor
Appearance:

Appearance: Titus has the tattoo of his order, a wolf biting down on a skull engraved on his right shoulder.

Personality: Titus is a zealous, forthright, and cunning warrior. He will not hesitate to do whatever it takes to secure victory, be it the death of innocents, or even the sacrifice of others should the demand arise. He keeps few friends, seeing them as merely hindrance to his job as a Inquisitor. He has, what some call a twisted sense of humor, making jokes at the wrong times, or ones that make no sense at the time. While he will work with others, he prefers to work alone, not trusting others to complete their given tasks.

Biography: Titus Alistair is the only son of the once prominent Alistair family, in the above ground realms of man. He was raised to take his fathers place as the head of the household, and rule over a land containing thousands of serfs and warriors all dedicated to the Alistair name. This however came to an end when Titus turned fifteen. In the border regions of the Alistair realm, contact was lost with several villages. All scouts sent to investigate were never seen or heard from again. Fearing the worst, Lord Alistair rode out with half of what was left of the garrison, to find out and potentially fight anything that had invaded his realm. This party did return, but they were not the same.

A horde of undead creatures, with Lord Alistair's shambling corpse at the lead assaulted the walls of the Alistair keep. Despite still being young, Titus had been trained since birth to be a warrior of the Alistair family, and he led the defense of the walls with what was left of the garrison. For five days and nights, the defenders fought the undead hordes, both their former comrades and the dead villages in a ceaseless battle on the walls. It was during this time that Titus discovered his magical talent, coming in great use against the undead. Eventually, the few remaining guards and Titus retreated to the keep proper, the undead close on their heels. They barricaded the doors, and prepared to fight to the last.

However, their deaths were not coming. The sound of fighting and stamping horses echoed in the courtyard beyond, before silence. The door to the keep was then blasted off its hinges, allowing entry to several fully armored knights, and a mage. They claimed to be warriors of the Order, having come to aid the people against the threat they had faced. They told Titus of what they knew, how they suspected creatures from a place known as the Underground had cast the spell to bring back the dead, in an attempt to wipe out mankind. Titus was shocked, but he came to understand what the warriors said, and pledged his life to the Order, in hopes of avenging those who had been killed by the Underground.

Due to his magical and combat experience, the Order trained Titus as an Inquisitor. The Inquisitors of the Order are sent into the Underground, in groups or alone, to wreak havoc and chaos, and keep the enemies of man divided. Titus has since become a high ranking member of the Inquisitors, and one of its oldest members, for their occupation means they generally have a very short life span.

 

[Aridis]

Name: Calypso "Caly"
Birth name: Isabel Leyland

Age: 13

Species: Human

Occupation: Freeloader

Appearance:


Appearance other: When out in public (which rarely happens), Caly dons a slightly different appearance. She puts in bright red contacts, as well as fake porcelain fangs that had been custom made to fit over her canine teeth. Along with these, she also puts on a mask and a cloak that covers most of her physical features; although you could still easily see her sneakers when she walks.

Spoiler: Mask

Personality: Calypso is a bit of an odd character. Her only real form of socialization had been with Marx, so she picked up a few of his personality traits. She's goofy and had picked up Marx's sarcasm and vulgar language (even though he says she isn't allowed to swear). At the same time, she's stubborn and extremely curious. Calypso isn't allowed to wander the Underground, even with her disguise, so whenever she gets the chance to explore or learn about something she will take it. Although, she does know when enough is enough. If she doesn't believe that she can pull something off, she won't take the risk.

Background: Unknown to her, Calypso is the daughter of the Head Strategist of the Order, Arthur Leyland. There had been a raid on a fae "stronghold" when she was a toddler. Fae sympathizers became outraged when the mistake was made, as the "stronghold" was just a hideout for homeless humans (well, there was a few fae, but not enough to call for a full raid). The Order wasn't nearly as popular or powerful back then, so the backlash was horrendous. The Leyland house ended up becoming a public target, as Arthur's name and address had somehow gotten leaked in the chaos. His wife was severely beaten, and his only child was whisked away to some unknown location, never to be seen or heard of again.

Well, not by him.

A faun had joined the attack on the Leyland house, but hardly took part in any of the violence. He instead saw that there was a small child that was right in the path of chaos, and he took it upon himself to save her. He tried to return her several times during the first year of caring for her but was almost killed each time. So instead, he ended up taking her to one of the magical sanctuaries in America. When he became a target of the Order, he handed her off to another creature; who would either hand her to another or would take her to another sanctuary and then eventually hand her to another caretaker.

Calypso's current Guardian is Marx Noe, who has been her second longest caretaker of 4 years.


Other: Calypso had been gifted a couple of magical items in order to protect herself, due to the fact that she has no abilities of her own. This includes an amulet that will shield her from magical attacks, but will shatter if faced with too many attacks at once or one scarily strong attack. A small vial of dust that will keep her hidden from human eyes for up to 5 minutes, and a ring that allows her to track her current caretaker if she allows the red stone to come in contact with blood.
​

 

[Hoki]

Name: Marx Noe
Nicknames: Max/Marky/Phobos on occasion

Age: 18

Species: Little Demon/Little Devil

Occupation: Messenger
You just have to call for him and he will appear; his method of appearances causes a millisecond of darkness to fall over everything in a mile radius, but it only feels like blinking.

Caretaker

Appearance: -when you can’t find any good reference images but you still wanna use images-

Y’all ready?
Marx has vibrantly blood red eyes, pitch black hair that’s practically a mullet now and still scruffier than all life, and his usual Little Demon Characteristics; leather wings sprouting from his back which have now grown a bit larger and stronger, pointed horns on the sides of his head that have also grown longer and are more curved backwards, sharper fangs on both the top and bottom rows of teeth, and the typical devil tail that has grown thicker, scalier in some areas, and the arrowhead on the end had become sharper and more “fancy”.

Appearance Other: He’s not super short anymore, but he’s still short. 5’5” PROBABLY. 5’6” on a good day. Toned and lean - he’s gotta stay in some kind of shape.

And, of course, he still has a massive preference for baggy clothing. This time though, Marx is more willing to wear stuff that fits as well as accessorize.

Personality: For better or for worse, he’s no longer an overly childish goofball. This basically changed when Vytas got killed - for a valid reason - but that’s the only big difference. Yeah, he’s more cautious and protective. But Marx is still a slightly sadistic fear-glutton with a refined sense of taste and his sarcasm has only grown in spades. His vulgarity is at an all time high (he tries to be good on occasion), his temper tantrums are more like angry outbursts, and he’s still a total sucker for anything sweet.

Background: Marx is still a mystery. Three years ago, all you ever knew was that he was a disrespectful little imp that served anyone and everyone - human and fae alike due to his easy summoning nature - and made his family with others like himself within the Underground. But, lo and behold, there was more than that.

At the age of fourteen, he had become the caretaker of a human child five years younger than himself. It seemed out of character for a personality type like him, it wasn’t even remotely likely to have him picked to be a caretaker, and it definitely wasn’t smiled upon. But he ended up doing it despite better judgment, and things have been peachy ever since.

After Vytas’ death, though he had made a snarky remark during the moments of shock, it had been a brutal realization. Any child, no matter how Human they looked or how Fae they acted, could be killed with no remorse. His ward was curious like Vytas was, albeit more self-controlled and less of a nimrod, but she wasn’t safe. Human life suited her better, being down there jeopardized her life just as much.
However, she had no one out there to trust unless he went with her.

Well, Marx was able to filter out the details and figure out parts of the nitty gritty himself (being the messenger of every species has that kind of perk). She already knew a lot and the Order wouldn’t go easy on her no matter who her parent was. Some caretakers before, he knew, had tried to give her back to her family. He had the ability, he had the resources; he could give Calypso, Isabel Leyland, back.

But he won’t. Not unless he had a plan to get her back.
He just happened to be really attached to Caly.

Other: He’s crafty as all hell. Proprietor of magical doodads and thingamajigs, he’s the creator of the masking dust - as seen on the wounded Sisceal.

Magic abilities have gotten stronger. His smoke manipulations have grown and can behave more like familiars than just monsters (he prefers monsters). His invasion of the mind and sense of sight has also improved but can still be warded against if you’re balanced enough or know how to counteract it.

Anything fear-powered won’t work on him; he actually takes some level of joy in the experience.

He can fly more now, so that’s an improvement.
Still agile, nimble, and a total piece of shit.

Owns a double-headed scythe that he calls “Mother” and “Father”. He doesn’t say why, and often refers to it as real individuals. Also kind of sarcastic when does. It’s a little key-like (in size) scythe that he always carries with him. In order to get the full sized thing, he needs to spill a bit of blood on it; how he does it is by spinning the miniature scythe in his fingers, which allows the thin blade to pierce his skin and summon the full thing all in a simple efficient motion.
The scythe, however, possesses an attribute that allows it to sap the strength from victims with a single cut - which in turn siphons into Marx.

Spoiler: Mother and Father

He’s got a range of little nicknames for Caly.
Will fight Vytas if asked.​

 

[JokerValentine]

Name: Klymnos Varjath

Age: 38

Occupation/ rank(if in The Order): High-ranking general within the Order

Appearance: Klymnos is a stately man, clean shaven. He has intense blue eyes, his right eye bearing a scar he earned many years ago. His hair is short, but jet black, save for a pattern of white tuft along the side of his head. He stands at around 6’4, and weighs around 220 lbs. He is quite well-toned, and his training regiment is a great testament to that. He usually wears a neatly-kept set of light armor, or a rather nice uniform. He is not one to wear rags, after all. He wears a sword, a longsword crafted by one of the finest smiths to ever live. It is studded with several rare gemstones at the hilt, said to have given in a divine quality (though this is what the mages insist to be true.). There is one key aspect to his appearance, and it is a large scar in the median of his body, where a sword had been driven through him, by the looks of it. More to come.

Personality: Arrogance is not nearly strong enough to describe his demeanor. Klymnos is confident in his abilities to do battle, to conquer, to outwit, and to slaughter all who oppose him. He sometimes forgets that he is not one to be in charge at all. He sometimes is harshly judgmental of his commanders, and abusive to those underlings which step out of line. TO his commander’s face, however, he is respectful to a point,. When what he sees to be idiotic behavior becomes far too much to handle, he unleashes his rage in full force. To his faithful servant, the fae named Valrine. He can be cruel to her if he needs to, but he is unusually lenient to her mistakes, on account iof their history. He is demanding of her, and his prone to displaying his anger to her.

Background: A child of a feared general, Klymnos was thrust into a world of fierce competition and drive to fill the shoes of his father. From birth, he was trained to fight, to be tough. He was given education to further his drive, and he delved into it with zeal. His military service was distinguished with numerous campaigns under his father, and later under his commander Anton Porata. He was known for being brutal, one that would not accept anything but perfect. Such ambition and grace won him much favor, and it nearly came to an abrupt end.

In a forest setting, some years ago, Klymnos had captured a fae, an elusive forest beast. By uprooting a small, but protected sapling from the earth (he took it as the beast he encountered had pleaded not to disturb it), it set into motion his acquisition of a fae that by her tongue was known as Valrine, but her name would soon be stripped. As he held the sapling in his palm, however, Klymnos was driven through by a sword, and lay dying. If it weren’t for the sapling he held, Valrine would never have healed his wound and saved his life.

Such actions could have eared her freedom, but it instead warranted her enslavement. She followed him, followed the sapling, and under such reason that the sapling was a powerful entity, he nourished it in its growth, and kept it safe. After his healing, the beast seemed to be of use to him as well, and so he kept her as a personal attendant. Her name would be Allicna, or “slave-girl” in her native tongue. What he commanded, she did. She was loyal, in turn, as loyal as a servant to a commander could be.

 

[Malice Queen]

Birth Name
Valrine

Name
(What she's refered to by members of the Order)
Allicna

Age
10 years

Apparent Age
22 years old

Species
Wood Wife, Moss Maiden, Forest Folk

Occupation
Order Slave

Rank
None

Spoiler: Appearance

Human Form

Height: 5'0"
Weight: 113 lbs
Hair Color: Green
Eye Color: Silver

Personality​

As a being of nature, Valrine cannot be tamed - not to the standards that the Order wish. It is because of her 'wild' nature that she often invokes the ire of her captor. She is young for her kind and often acts immature and mischevious towards various Order members. The young wood maiden likes to push boundaries to see what she can get away with until someone reigns her back under control in with threats or punishment. One could say that her devilish antics are a way for her to cope with being a slave to the humans. When it comes to following orders, she only listens to Klymnos as he is the one with her tree.

Background​

Valrine was a relatively young moss maiden when she was given the duty of protecting her forest and those who live within it. Her home was to be a sanctuary for creatures. Unfortunately, the serenity she knew would be shattered when she came face-to-face with a member of the Order years later. The man was mortally wounded and threatened to burn her tree should she not heal him. Rather than release her, he took her into his custody as a slave of the Order. She is used in healing wounded soldiers and laying traps for her kind.

Spoiler: Lore

According to legend, these fairies would occasionally borrow items from people or ask for help but would always compensate the owners generously, often with either good advice or bread. It was, however, easy to anger such wood-sprites, either by spurning their gifts (which might be the compensations named above) or by giving them caraway bread - of which they had a particular hatred, often being heard to utter the doggerel rhyme "Caraway bread, our death!

In certain myths, the moss folk would ask humans for breast milk to feed their young, or steal little human children - motifs found in changeling lore.

Moss people, especially the females of the species, are able, on the one hand, to send plagues but, on the other to heal the victims of such plagues. During epidemics, the Wood ladies would emerge from the forest to show the people which medicinal herbs could cure or ward off plague.

They were often but not always the object of the Wild Hunt. According to folklore, in order to escape the hunt, they enter the trees that woodsmen have marked with a cross that will be chopped down. Des Knaben Wunderhorn records "folk-songs [that] make the huntsman in the wood start a dark-brown maid, and hail her: 'whither away, wild beast?', but his mother did not take to the bride."

The moss people are similar to hamadryads (a nymph who lives in a tree and dies when the tree dies.). Their lives are "attached to the trees; if anyone causes by friction the inner bark to loosen a Wood-woman dies."

Powers​

Plant Manipulation - The Moss Maiden can manipulate existing plants, shifting roots to ensnare targets, bending boughs to block paths, entwining vines to create a safety net. The possibilities are endless, but if there are no plants around then there is nothing she can do.

Nature Healing - In order to heal a person, a living thing from nature must be used - essentially transferring life force between the 'sacrifice' and the injured individual.

 

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Name: Collins Attcins

Age: 56

Species:
Demon

Occupation:
Captive

Appearance:


Appearance other: N/A

Personality:
At first glance you would assume Collins wanted you dead. He has an expression of bitterness and anger on at most times, but quickly softens his gaze when spoken to. He's extremely gentle to those less strong than himself, such as the young, sick, and old, and devotes himself to doing them right and earning their praise. However, he has a habit of saying the wrong thing to those who may be above him in level. Instead of admitting mistake he amplifies the problem and instigates a fight in most cases.

Background:
Collins was raised by a quiet little couple devoted to caring for others, leading the young boy to take the same path. He started charities to help the sick, and visited many in need. Through his work he secured a scholarship to a good school. The work he did wasn't anything extraordinary, but it was enough to make him feel good about it. He felt a duty to those in need, which lead him to a visiting princess struggling to cope.

Rai confided in him, so he vowed to help her. She seemed to be struggling with some sort of possession or illness, so Collins produced a spell to cure her. He was studying quite hard, so he assumed he could fix it. She was such a sweet girl before, and he'd give everything he had to take back that first spell. Rai became dependant on his skills to survive and keep her mind stable. Collins abandoned his studies to help her in the Underground, throwing away his goals in life to try and recover what was lost.

Other: Magic boi