Fantasy 𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕚𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕄𝕚𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣 (CS)

[Vagabond Spectre]

Character Sheet​

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This is the roster list for 𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕚𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕄𝕚𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣 cast​

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Age: (Human age equivalent)
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Personality: (Can just be a list of personality traits)
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Background: (Can be 3 lines minimum)

Trivia: (Optional)

 

[DarkKitsune]

Role:
Student

Class/es: (For teachers only please add what subject they teach)

Appearance:

Spoiler: Aspen’s more humanoid appearance (art by me)

Spoiler: Aspen’s original form (art by me)

Name:
Aspen Glacier

Nickname:
Penny

Age: (Human age equivalent)
17

Gender:
Cis girl

Species:
Frost demon

Height:
5”6 (humanoid form)
3”0 (Original form)

Weight:
140lb (humanoid form)
80lb (original form)

Personality:
Aspen lacks experience in social interaction due to her growing up in the mountains. However she is very energetic and perhaps a little awkward she’s a very hard worker as she attempts to prove herself. She is kind and respects other’s as of now she is also still learning to understand others. She is blunt and can come off as rude.

Hobbies:
playing in the snow
Studying
sewing
Quilting
Reading
Cooking

Personal Belongings:
Clothes
School and story books
Sewing supplies
Snacks.
Family photo.

Natural Abilities:

Cryokinesis and Ice magic : as of now Aspen is capable of basics manipulation of snow and ice along with showing signs of a little water manipulation. If over used she does experience fatigue and dizziness


physical abilities:
Aspen has sharper eye sight and hearing. Though it’s not that much more enhanced then the average human senses it can still overwhelm her. She can also by nature shift into her two different forms at will.

Her original form’s fur is as fluffy as snow with her tail having a round spikey ball of ice at the end. Her claws are also made of ice her horns are also made of ice. In her humanoid form she keeps her horns, ears and tail which carry these same attributes regardless of what form she is in her body temperature is below freezing.

Talents/Skills:
She is skilled at sewing and quilting.
She’s decent at cooking but she’s still learning.
She has a beautiful singing voice.

Background:
Aspen grew up in the mountains away from society with her mom dad and older sister. Growing up her sister out did her and everything which stole their parents attention more and more. But instead of wanting anything to do with revenge or getting angry about it she sought to improve her skills, after eventually being able to be enrolled into Luxfostiá academy she was excited to say the least.

Trivia:
She sleeps in her original form at night curled up in a ball.
Unlike her sister Aspen’s original form isn’t scary.
Aspen’s clothes are hand sown by herself after years of experience.
Despite her attempts at keeping a energetic demaner her voice sounds more monotone. Ironically though she has a beautifully calming singing voice.

(Here’s Aspen’s CS! If I need to change anything just let me know!)​

 

[Toivoajarakkaus]

Role: Teacher
Class: Materia Magica (Practical Studies of Magical Materials and Artifacts)
Appearance: The closest comparison is a Japanese Dragon Eel, but has the secondary jaws of a Moray Eel. Has a scar starting from the edge of his mouth, over his eye, to just past his horns on the left side of his face. The left eye is severely damaged and has little to no vision. Has black and White striped teeth. His physique has softened over years of teaching on solid ground, but comparatively, it's close to a professional swimmer. A multitude of scars on his arms ranged from what appeared to be bite marks to aggressive burns, mostly on his left side. Despite this, his hands and the webbing between his fingers are relatively unscathed.
Name: Phineas Anguilla, Professor Anguilla, "Professor Fin" (Call him Nemo at your own peril)
Age: Around 47-ish
Gender: Cis Male
Species: Oannes (Merman/Siren) are a water-based species taking on the appearance and traits of various oceanic life from true fish to aquatic mammals. And while they can lean more towards aquatic than anthropomorphic, they are generally "people with the heads of fish". They tend to live in matriarchal pods, but regardless the oldest in the pod leads and passes on traditions and teachings.
Height: 7''6 [He's under average for his species]
Weight: 311 lbs
Personality: Professor Anguilla is a man best known for his no-nonsense disposition. His reputation gained both widespread fear and ire from the student populace. Despite his less-than-sunny attitude, Phineas has a genuine desire to educate his students. If not to inspire them to expand their horizons, and push their natural capabilities, then to avoid the fallacies of meddling with things you make no effort to understand. His overcautious nature tempted by personal experience has left him to appear excessively callous.
Personal Belongings: A Copper helm made by his Matriarch (Built like the Etruscan Wolf's Helmet), a kelp leather tool bag made by his youngest sibling filled with his Matriarch's Metal Weaving tools.
Natural Abilities: Amphibious (Waterbreathing, Speed-Swimming), Weak Telepathy, Decreased Land Mobility, Supernatural Sensitivity, Inhuman Strength, Hydrokinesis
Talents/Skills: Metal Weaving (The process of imbuing metal with magical properties), Gemstone Appraisal, Blacksmithing, Open-die Foraging, Alchemy, Chemistry.
Background: Born to the Anguilla pod, Phineas was raised unconventionally as his Matriarch (his great-great-great-great-grandmother) decided against just teaching her skills from daughter to daughter. Creating a name for her pod as great miners and craftsmen. Phineas can still recall sitting before his Matriarch as she coaxed red hot metal to accept threads of stubborn magic. Weaving tales of power gifted by carved bone, desires woven into cloth, and curses grown into the wood as easily as she created masterpieces. Just as she tended to the flames in her bellows, she tended to Phineas' imagination and talent. And despite the many precautions she presented, he couldn't help but be swept away by the possibilities. It was silly. SHE was silly. "These are tools, we make them shake the earth, scar the clouds with our name, but the one thing they can not do is change." It was silly. . . He was silly. She said as much as she took his mangled frame in her arms. She said it when he stared one eye less into her forge with a flame all his own. She said it when he went airside, filled with passion and knowledge she had yet to touch. She said it as she handed her tools over in a sachel made with love. He was a fool standing before The Exiled One, and sneering back. Silly indeed.​

 

[redraider]

WIP

Role: Teacher

Classes: Necromancy and Demonology in the Fall, Lovecraftian Magicks and Folkloric Magicks in the Spring

Appearance: Has green eyes, not red



Name: Catherine Brown (She's had many names over the millennia, that's what she goes by these days)

Age: 7524 (Was 20 when she died)

Gender: Cis female

Species: Undead human

Height: 5 foot even

Weight: 100 lbs soaking wet

Personality: Sweet, kind, perpetually cheerful, but takes her magic and teaching very seriously. Has a love of romance novels.

Personal belongings: A red cloak with a black rose emblem, a purse enchanted to serve as a bag of holding.

Natural abilities: Ageless immortality- no matter how old she gets, she'll always stay in the same half-rotten form.

Skills: Necromancy, summoning, ritual magic, potionmaking

Bio: Catherine is very, very old. Hailing from a Stone Age tribe in Britain, she caught typhoid as a young woman, and didn't survive. But she was always a talented necromancer, and was able to prepare for her own death. Stonehenge, ancient Egypt, the Roman Empire, feudal Japan, modern paganism- she's seen all of them, and learned from them. It is entirely possible that when it comes to magical knowledge, no mortal can best her vast experience, though there are certainly more powerful witches out there.

Trivia: Catherine's classroom is enchanted to change its looks based on the subject she's teaching. For Necromancy, it's a standard creepy cemetery, and her favorite way of introducing herself to new classes is to crawl out of her own grave. For demonology, it takes on a look of the Infernal underworld. Lovecraftian magicks takes on a 7.5 dimensional space, while folkloric magicks is an ancient Egyptian tomb.

 

[Huntertabbysandshark3]

Role: student
Class/es:
Appearance: (girl not included)
Name: Telith
Nickname:
Age: 180
Gender: male
Species: dragon (weaver beast)

Height: 6'8
Weight: 300kg

Personality: Telith is a somewhat timid individual he finds large crowds scary most of the time. he hopes something he might be able to talk to people but thinks that people will just find him annoying or embarrassing, however, he's managed to somewhat grow out of this, as he always pushes himself to try and talk with people often we rather good results. he sometimes rarely takes his hoodie off... although he's very cautious when doing so.
Hobbies: drawing, making statues, reading

Personal Belongings: a big note book, penciel

Natural Abilities:
energy manipulation

abilities: energy siphon : this little ability is basically the main way telith can eat/obtain the power. he siphons energies form other things, and that means any type, of course, he can "overeat" having a limited storage capacity for said energy.

energy manipulation: telith is able to well manipulate energy so turn what could have been heat energy from a fire into a laser or a laser into a massive burst of light, or some other form of magic.. although that still takes a lot of practice to "weave the magic together", it should be noted that he has 360 degrees firing range to be fair he had little control over the affect different emotional stresses may cause weird effects



mass-energy conversion: the signature ability of the weaver they are able to convert stored energy into matter, of course, this is limited to how much energy one can store and the complexity of what one is making, currently, telith can make a 5-foot cube of solid matter before collapsing due to exhaustion, and a one-foot cube of living organic matter before the same effect occurs complicate items such as a watch will take up to an hour to complete while a simple statute might take only minutes, Telith just makes statues out of gemstones, however... he really doesn’t like showing these off... even though they're rather good.

dragon form: Telith usually keeps to his humanoid appearance when indoors and sometimes outside, he can change to a dragon form as described above he has, a minor self-confidence boost when like this but doesn’t like people seeing his form change.
Talents/Skills: good at sculpting

Background: adopted by a demon Telith never exactly knew his parents but frankly, he'd never been too concerned by this and sees his adoptive father as his actual one, telith was always rather shy but he's been slowly getting better at.. being less spooked by people and school been ok though at the moment he's just hoping things will go well.

Trivia: (Optional)

 

[Sphinx]

Thalia von Vasilieva
Nickname(s): "Tray"
Role: Student
Age: 17
Gender: Trans Female
Species: Tabaxi (Humanoid Cat)

Height: 5'8
Weight: ~100 lbs

Personality: Thalia is best described as compassionate. She’s an extrovert that cares about the feelings of others, and she doesn’t shy from expressing her own. Don’t mistake her softness as fragility though -- Thalia knows to stand up for herself and for others.

Hobbies:

• Tailoring clothes and designing outfits
• Half-decent crochet
• Floristry, such as making flower crowns
• Keeping journals (or diaries)
• Balancing things on her head

Personal Belongings:

• A farewell letter signed by her parents and all of her brothers
• A cat-eared doll made from crude materials

Natural Abilities: The usual attributes of a cat (enhanced reaction speed, hearing, etc.).
Talents & Skills: As the youngest, Thalia learned a variety of skills from her more-talented older brothers. These include sewing and tailoring clothes, drafting sketches of what she sees, and writing. She has impeccable balance from years of ballet.

Background:
Thalia is the youngest daughter of House Vasily, a family with a reputation for producing great artisans and creative minds alike. This is most evident in Thalia’s many different passions, from dressmaking and dancing to writing and poetry, all competing over her little free time. As Thalia’s brothers left home to pursue their careers, speculation soon fell to Thalia on which path she might pursue; there wasn’t a single doubt that she wouldn’t excel in whatever her decision would be, but of all of her talents -- which would define her?

In the end, despite their many expectations, she still managed to surprise her parents. She announced she wanted to attend the Academy of Luxfostia to learn magic. Not to become a scholar or mage, but to become one of Moneo’s lionhearted defenders against the dark.

Trivia: Thalia has nine (9) older brothers

 

[3iqmusketeer]

Role: Student
Appearance: Humanoid body with an owl head with gray feathers that go white at the tip, has wings and talons instead of hands and feet respectively
Name: Aurelius Pickle
Nickname:
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Species: Owlfolk

Height: 5’8/172cm
Weight: 157lbs/71kg

Personality: Aurelius is, in short, a nerd. Taking whatever study he has as seriously as he can. Despite his prideful nature he is also very willing to learn from mistakes and figure out how problems that have happened can be avoided in the future.

Personal Belongings: Bag containing various jars of pickles and books

Natural Abilities: Flight
Talents/Skills: Basic earth and air magics

Background: Hailing from a (not so) prestigious line of pickle farmers, Aurelius has been in a constant search of knowledge for a good portion of his life. Spending a good few years away from home in search of more knowledge to fill his mind. With this, he has quite a number of subjects he knows about.
During his travels, he noticed his knowledge about magic was somewhat limited and actively searched for something to help him expand his magical repertoire, which is what led him to discover and attend Luxfostiá academy.

 

[Syxon]

Role: Student
Name: Furlice Bellwood
Nickname: Snowflake
Age: 19
Gender: Cisgender Female
Species: Tiefling

Height: 6'/183cm
Weight: 152lbs/69kg

Personality: Furlice is a kind woman who is very caring and affectionate to most everyone meets. She is very trusting of people and tries to see the good anyone, but she it notably far from naïve, and is rather emotionally and generally intelligent, capable of reading and understanding most people and circumstances. She almost never lies, loves spending quality time with her friends, and is quite the extrovert, despite seeming shy at a first glance.

Hobbies:

• Practicing arcana and spell-crafting,
• Tailoring and sewing,
• Sketching and painting,
• Playing the ukulele, cello, and piano,
• Narrative writing,
• Reading,
• Baking.

Personal Belongings:

• Arcane Spell Tome
• Custom Made Ukulele

Natural Abilities:

• High pain tolerance,
• Resilience to fire and fire-related magics,
• Emotional Aura Resonance -- the capability to, upon physical contact, understand the base level emotional state of any living being she touches.

Talents/Skills:

• Advanced level spellcasting and spell-morphology,
• Mystical reinforcement (guarding of the body through storing magic within it),
• Basic level Chronurgy.

Background: Born and raised in Luxfostiá by her lovely parents Syxon and Freya Bellwood, Furlice had a peaceful childhood. Having been relatively shy in her younger years, Furlice spent most of her free time at the local library, reading a vast diversity of books, from non-fiction history to mythological tales to fictional romance novels. Any book should could get her hands on, in her eyes, was a good one. Aside from that, she would also pick up skills such as artistry, music, and writing, her pursuits of which were often aided by her parents.

It would only be in her teenage years, however, that she would incline herself towards much. Due to a cruel twist in fate, however, she found herself all but disconnected from magic itself; not matter how many methods she tried, nor how many arcane books she read, she found herself simply unable to cultivate a magical spark. That is until Syxon introduced her to an old friend of his, Glaxian, a well-practiced mage who, after some time with Furlice, helped create a pair of magical tattoos on her arms that naturally cultivate and store arcanum for her. He then went on to be her arcane tutor, teaching her many of the spells that currently reside in her magical tome, alongside teaching her the basics of spell-crafting itself.

And now, in search for even more knowledge, she sees herself entering the halls of the Luxfostiá Academy to further her many

Trivia:

• Furlice has a companion Luxurtella (side image),
• She has six earing piercings (three on each ear),
• Her favorite kind of sweets are cinnamon rolls.

 

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  Gender/pronouns:

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  Species:

  Minotaur
  
  
  

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  Lager..?"​
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  Height:

  2.3 m (7’ 8”)

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  Weight:

  153 kg (338lbs)
  
  

  Maturity:

  Amidst 12 & 19 Years

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  Personality:

  The ever-enigmatic soul of contradicting nature; Lager, often finds himself the center of attention, reveling in the spotlight much like a prince with no rhyme or rhythm to his charm. His reputation may precede as arrogant, grandiose even, but alas, the massive embodiment of a golden retriever is all he is. Beneath the thick head of his charismatic exterior, Lager constantly strives to be just about everyone’s best friend, fueled by the smiles he coaxes with his goofy appeal. Lager embraces the labels of ‘meathead,’ ‘nim-wit,’ and the like with a good-natured laugh, taking life as a grand adventure to be lived to the fullest. Wearing his heart on his sleeve, despite his rather haunting upbringing, Lager merely strives to bring a good time when it’s needed.
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Vices:

  
  ✦ Egotist
  ✦ Naive
  ✦ Impulsive
  ✦ Incurious
  
  

  Virtues:

  
  ✧ Courteous
  ✧ Light-hearted
  ✧ Whimsical
  ✧ Impartial
  
  

  Natural Abilities:

  
  ◎ Supernatural Strength
  ◎ Abnormally Low-IQ
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  Skills:

  
  ◎ Baking
  ◎ Wall Staring
  ◎ Oddly prideful of his ability to uncork any bottle of booze with his horns
  
  

  Accouterments:

  
  🀆 A pair of morbid-looking bull skulls that hang from his hips
  🀆 Tarnished silver chain links constantly appear wrapped around his horns
  🀆 "Tattoos" of an ancient foreign name written about dozens of times along his arms and chest
  
  
  
  
  
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  _______ Jisograr the Crestfallen Child _​

  
  As far as he will share, or more accurately, as far as most are willing to listen to the frivolous minotaur, Lager was brought about by the augmentation of a powerful ritual by a lowly known group of worshippers of the Exiled; Emissaries of the Darkest, lurkers amidst the Dark Lands. Typically, the story concludes there once he catches himself on the rather perplexing definition of ‘Emissaries’ or the rather, eccentric upbringing honed by a Jerren-halfling artisan known as Quda Truebarrel. A notably crude old woman with enough swagger and storm to put anyone to work, no matter how familiar or skilled they are. And unfortunately- as fortunate as he might be– Lager’s stock of brawn elicit her favor to work him like a dog at first sight of his arrival into Luxfostia. Truth be told, his quality drudging earned him shelter under her roof over his head– a small, and tight roof, but a home was made all the same.
  
  As of late, after persistent persuasion, Lager has been coaxed to attend the Academy to explore the arcanic mysteries that lie beneath his simple mettle of muscle. And to– quote, unquote, occupy his time with better things than lazing around.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

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