Fantasy What Came Through the Rift - Characters

[Life.]

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• 
  
  
  Name:
  
  Joan Archer​
  
  Gender:
  
  Female​
  
  Age:
  
  37​
  
  Race:
  
  Human​
  
  Height:
  
  5'7"​
  
  Build:
  
  With a large chest and hips, she is proportional in both areas lending her the hourglass figure. She doesn't have much evident muscle on her system but do not let this fool you for she can pack quite a punch.​
  
  Faction:
  
  The Reclaimers​
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  Sexuality:
  
  Heterosexual​
  
  Nicknames/Aliases:
  
  Archer, Slayer​
  
  Personality:
  
  She is almost the perfect embodiment of a bitch. Cold-hearted, cruel, ruthless, unforgiving, somewhat narcissistic, stubborn, ignorant, etc. Those are just some easy, surface traits to name of Joan. But as a human she has a heart and cares. Although she only cares for humans, and if they only see her way. If they are anything else but a human who align with her ideals, then they're dead to her. She will literally ignore Rifters and those who side with them. The only way you can have her attention is if you provoke her or she sees you as a threat. Joan feels that cleansing Edgewater of Rifters is her prophetical duty. Which drives her determined, hard-working side to her personality. She can be coarse and tough to her comrades but she does it with a purpose. Joan will do her best to help you reach you to your best. The woman sees nothing as impossible as long as there is a great purpose to it. She can be seen as a dreamer this way in wanting to achieve her dreams as well as help others to achieve theirs as well.​
  
  Likes:
  
  Big cats
  Chaos that brings order
  Dark chocolate
  Stabbing
  Young animals and children
  Traditions​
  
  Dislikes:
  
  Rifters
  Magic
  Change to tradition
  Broccoli
  Flying​
  
  Biography:
  
  Beauty, grace, and everything in its place; Joan was destined to become a model. At least that was her parents' goal. As a young child Joan didn't know any better so she simply went with what they wanted. And it wasn't a bad goal for Joan really. She enjoyed the attention, compliments, and overall power she received from simply looking pretty and lying about her beliefs. It was a time-consuming activity, but Joan felt she can become a great woman through this. She would obtain discipline, knowledge, and understand the workings of society through modeling. Everything looked like it was going according to plan. Although one thing she did struggle on in the modeling world was figuring out a distinguishing talent for her to showoff to the judges. But that was when she found archery. It wasn't the most feminine of talents to show off, but with Joan she managed to make it look graceful yet intimidating. Soon enough on her free-time she transitioned her archery skills over to actual shoot with firearms. The thrill of the power from shooting persuaded her to learn other things like combating with a spear and Morse code. Joan became interested in the militaristic ideals since they were also a disciplined group. But her interest truly didn't start until the time of the Rifts opening.
  
  She was 12 at the time and making a name for herself in the modelling agency. But then the Rift open and the attention that Joan received was wavering, and soon moving over to the Rifters. This angered Joan. She was the one that everyone should be looking at. Not the Rifters. They were ruining her beautiful world. Ugly, unworldly creatures were infiltrating and corrupting the sacred land of humans. There was no place for them on her world. This was when Joan shifted her gears and quit the modelling world to start the Reclaimers at age 17. With the help of some military friends and her military father, Joan was able to start up the purging organization, and when she turned 21 she was able to convince majority of the members her devotion and rightful worth to lead them. From there on she has never looked back to her modelling days and has stayed focused on cleansing the world of Rifters.​
  
  Relations:
  
  Father || Richard Archer - deceased from a failed attack on Rifters
  Mother || Abigail Archer - Alive​
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  Magical Abilities:
  
  
  Control:
  Capacity:
  
  No just no.​
  
  Skills:
  
  Shooting (like near accuracy)
  Shouting
  Morse Code
  Sewing
  Organizing​
  
  Strengths:
  
  A great strategist
  Great drive to help others (that she likes that is)
  Strong imagination
  Persuasive​
  
  Flaws:
  
  Ignorant to other tunnels besides hers
  A little too obsessive on the idea of perfection
  Arrogant in that she feels that humans are the far superior race​
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  Miscellaneous:
  
  N/A​
  
  Theme:
  
  Still Searchinghttp://​

 

[Zamasu]

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• 
  
  
  Name:
  
  Nathaniel Hargrave​
  Member of Ouroboros​
  
  Gender:
  
  Male​
  
  Age:
  
  20​
  
  Race:
  
  Human​
  
  Height:
  
  5'10​
  
  Build:
  
  Mesomorph​
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  Sexuality:
  
  Heterosexual​
  
  Nicknames/Aliases:
  
  Nate, Nathan​
  
  Personality:
  
  Nathaniel is a calm and collected individual who takes his missions seriously. Unlike most of the guild members, Nathaniel is a pacifist and he believes that evil mages can change, regardless to who they are and what background they have. This is something that most members would disagree, but yet they respect him for his skill. His pacifism was developed from a tragedy during his childhood, and he vows that through Ouroboros, he can make Edgewater a much safer city. Although R.I.C.T. exists to do the peacekeeping job, Nathaniel sees their actions as lazy and that they should respond more quickly.​
  
  Likes:
  
  Swords, anime, comics, peace, change​
  
  Dislikes:
  
  R.I.C.T., the Reclaimers, Good Times Inc., his superior's attitude, killing people, bloodshed​
  
  Biography:
  
  Nathaniel was born during the first chaotic years after the Rift opened above Edgewater. He grew up with a very big fascination towards magic, but his parents believed that magic is something that is very dangerous to have and that Jesus would foresee this as Satan's work. His childhood went out very normal, but then tragedy has struck. After a losing a bet to a bunch of bullies, he and his friends are forced to enter an abandoned warehouse and stay there for the night. Unbeknownst to them, that warehouse actually belonged to a powerful oni. Through his amusement, he slaughtered all of Nathaniel's friends, and just as he is going to be next, a mage broke into the warehouse and restrains the oni before taking the young boy out. From there the mage began to teach the young Nathaniel about the magical arts, eventually learning his signature spells. Once he has reached his mastery, Nathaniel would continue on with his daily life until the day he finds himself at Ouroboros.​
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  It is from there that he has worked his ranks, partaking into any missions while still keeping his pacifistic ways. One of these missions is where he has to locate a girl that has been kidnapped by a gang of mages. It is from there that he met the cowardly detective Timothy Garfield. Sensing great potential in him, Nathaniel decides to leave the finishes to the detective, and from there on, any mission that he partakes and when he gets the chance to meet up with the detective again, he will leave the finishing touches onto him.​
  
  Relations:
  
  Coriander Orion Muir-Superior​
  Alicia Hargrave-Mother​
  Garrison Hargrave-Father​
  Rou-Mentor​
  Timothy Garfield-Potential Disciple​
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  Magical Abilities:
  
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  Control: C​
  Capacity: C​
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  Counter-Think of this as Melodias' (if you watch The Seven Deadly Sins) Full Counter. Nathaniel can throw back any basic projectile spell thrown at him back to his opponent, but with less the power. The downside of this spell is that it needs to work at the precise moment, so he is not allowed to over or undershoot it.​
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  Shield-Nathaniel can put up strong shields made up of mana. The activeness of these shields depends on how much mana Nathaniel outputs, as well as their durability.​
  
  Skills:
  
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  • Swordsmanship
  • Acrobatics
  • Stealth
  • Hand-to-hand combat
  • Knows basic arcane knowledge
  
  
  
  Strengths:
  
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  • Cooperative
  • Calm
  • Resourceful
  • Vigilant
  • Merciful
  • Observant
  
  Flaws:
  
  ​
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  • Pacifistic
  • Will refuse orders involving kill
  • Tends to turn away from someone going to get killed
  
  
  
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  Miscellaneous:
  
  His sword, Long Ago, was given to him by his mentor after achieving his mastery. In line with his pacifism, the edges and ends of the sword are blunt and its weight can allow him to instantly knock his opponents out.​
  
  Theme:
  
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[Arne]

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• 
  
  
  
  Name:
  
  Aulë Tel-quessir​
  
  Gender:
  
  Male​
  
  Age:
  
  492, though he doesn't seem to properly age or at least ages slower than other members of his already long-lived species due to previous experiments conducted by himself with his body as a subject.​
  Conservatively estimated to have at least three hundred years of remaining lifespan.​
  
  Race:
  
  Fae (Mostly)​
  
  Height:
  
  6'2"​
  
  Build:
  
  Lithe with a lean yet surprisingly fairly fit build - something that even the individual himself fails to comprehend, as he doesn't recall either exercising enough to justify it or transmogrifying his body into this shape.​
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  Sexuality:
  
  Self-declaimed Heterosexual, though many of his previous companions may have implied that he's more attracted to books than other living beings (with the valid exception being creatures whose biology he still didn't study)​
  
  Nicknames/Aliases:
  
  Magus of a Thousand Branches​
  Seeker of the Truth​
  The Sage of Aman​
  Delver of the Forbidden​
  Old Monster​
  Heretic​
  
  Personality:
  
  For most of the people that meet him for the first time, Aulë is undoubtedly fitting for his reputation as one of the oldest mages to cross the rift, porting himself with an air of aloof etherealness that automatically makes one unable to see through his feelings, the old mage seems to be inherently unable to fit with his surroundings, automatically passing the impression of being unmoved no matter what happens around himself - something that quite a few considered being a sign of arrogance without a further thought, for he indeed seems to port himself in a way that seems to denote that anything that happens in the world is beneath his notice. Even if he does, indeed, politely converse with those who make the effort of going past first impressions and effectively talk to him, Aulë is mostly described to be incapable of effectively focusing in a conversation for longer than a few seconds, often seeming to be lost in his own mind and unable to actually pay attention to anything that doesn't directly concern subjects he's especially enthusiastic about. Of course, this basic description solely based on superficial observations is far from making justice to the mage. In the end, his reputation is the thing that misleads people into thinking that his attitude is a result of lack of care for the world or pride, often preventing people from actually realizing his true, massively absentminded self.
  
  At his core, rather than the unfeeling old monster people paint him to be Aulë is more of a permanently distracted daydreamer, permanently unable to leave his own musings alone to check the real world for even an instant. For this reason alone, the mage is often incapable of reading social cues or make sense out of people's feelings and mostly finds himself incapable of accompanying a conversation for long unless it directly aligns to the things he muses about in his mind. Even so, while he is undoubtedly not very adequate for social interaction, Aulë is ultimately quite the gentle figure prone to temperance, being remarkably calm and humble in bearing - at least inside his mind - and holding abuser, be it in the form of violence or verbal, as one of the few things he can't stand. He also seem to be quite the philanthropist since even before crossing the rift, with most of his former apprentices being orphans that he couldn't bear abandoning, and is surprisingly fierce when it comes to his humanitarian beliefs, being a strong advocate of equality for all the races and a strong supporter of the spread of magic to the humans.
  
  With all of that being said, it isn't to say that Aulë is a meek and innocent person is far from being correct. In the end, even though he is inherently a gentle being, he's also one of the oldest living being of his race as well as one of the few fae that left the Faeveld and saw the world as it truly is even before stepping into the rift and meeting a new reality. Ultimately, he doesn't have the same sheltered innocence that other's of his race had the privilege to grow up with, being instead quite the experienced person and having all the ruthlessness that comes with such a status. As such, even if it is fairly hard to truly make him mad, he immediately abandons his serene humility and gentle nature to become cold and distant once he is finally enraged, allowing him to nonchalantly take the life of his opponents and even make vicious, bloodthirsty threats - completely out of sync with his usual character. Even if he likes to believe in the inherent goodness of every being and is most often than not unwilling to inflict harm upon anyone, he is also someone that can clearly tell when someone is above salvations and a fairly reluctant follower of the belief that it's better to put down an uncurable rabid dog than to let it loose to inflict harm upon more people. He also seems to be fairly ruthless when it comes to making use of criminals and the like for the sake of his research, considering it an opportunity of redeeming themselves rather than an actual crime - though even he can tell that this is a bit of a hypocritical belief, merely being willing to dirty his own hands for the sake of magic.
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  Likes:
  
  Magic​
  Acquiring Knowledge in any form​
  Magical Research​
  Technology​
  The brand new world he found himself in​
  Human Culture and Cuisine​
  The plethora of new research subjects in the new world​
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  Dislikes:
  
  Violence​
  Intrigue​
  Politics​
  Religious fanatics​
  Restricting Knowledge​
  Unwillingness to tolerate or respect opinions and beliefs contrary to one's own - something that automatically makes him fairly displeased by the existence of both, the Order of the Lost and the Reclaimers​
  Those who openly deem themselves as superior to anyone else independently of the reason, especially racial supremacists.​
  ​
  
  Biography:
  
  Born in the small town of Aman as the son of a prominent mage, Aulë's entire life has been engulfed by the fantastical influence of magic. Be it from becoming an official mage before his twentieth birthday or from the sheer love he demonstrated towards magic as a whole, that got him labelled as an eccentric before by most of his associates during his youth (as well as most of the town, if we're being honest), every single achievement in his life was directly related to magic, and the motivation behind every single one of those was also magic - From the moment he became a moment onwards, it was solely this obsession towards the mystical arts that drove him forward.
  
  It was under such a motivation that at his Eightieth birthday he departed from the isolated paradise that was the Faeveld to experience the world, motivated solely by the goal of experiencing the magic of the whole world. In this two hundred year long journey, the formerly well known only in his hometown (and even then merely for his eccentricities, for his talent was never really top grade) Aulë experienced many things and learned more than he could ever hope to learn in the peaceful lands of his people, abandoning his former naivety and delving deeper and deeper into the interminable mysteries of magic. It was only when he reached the threshold of two hundred fifty years of age, half of his species natural lifespan, that he finally started his journey back to the Faeveld, accompanied only by the few apprentices he gathered during his travels - most who would ultimately follow their own way before even reaching the faraway land of Faeveld and create their own stories out in the world - and all the new knowledge he still had to digest.
  
  Even after reaching his home thirty years after the start of his returning journey the now middle-aged Aulë still never dropped his ways, immediately isolating himself to apply all of the things he learned in his remarkably long period of travelling and developing more and more ingenious methods of using magic, taking yet another twenty years isolated in his residence before he finally left his home once more to travel, this time through the Faeveld. It was during this brief period he acquired a remarkable reputation as a mage, for his main purpose was spreading all the new things he learned to the general populace, seemingly motivated by the sole purpose of sharing all of his knowledge with the public simply because he felt everyone deserved to know about it. That didn't work, of course. No matter how noble he felt his purpose was, Aulë was a single man and a fairly lacking in social skills one at that, and his sole real achievement was recruiting quite a few talents who somehow managed to understand some of his blabberings as apprentices - some who would later be known as great mages and educators in and out of the Faeveld, thus fulfilling at least some of their crazy teacher's purposes - before he once more decided to seclude himself for research at age four hundred and thirty.
  
  Aulë's tale in his home world only came to an end roughly fifty years after, when his tower - located in the outskirts of Aman for safety purposes - suddenly collapsed due to what most believed to be a failed experiment and seemingly took him together with it in its fall, bringing his four hundred and ninety years long life to an end much to the melancholy of his students... Or so they thought. The truth is that the hopefully still far from dying Aulë was dragged into a rift by pure coincidence while experimenting with spatial magic, being dragged to a whole new world together with quite a few other beings from his world. Since then, roughly 12 years have gone past and Aulë has since joined the Arcane Research Society - the sole organization that matched his core beliefs in Edgewater - and has mostly immersed in learning the plethora of new things that seemingly are considered to be common sense in the new world yet were completely foreign to him before, being especially interested in trying to apply them to his research about the nature of magic.
  
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  Relations:
  
  TBD​
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  Magical Abilities:
  
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  Control: A ​
  Capacity: B​
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  Aulë is pretty much the Mage equivalent of an Omnidisciplinary Scientist, having trained in a multitude of magical fields through his long life and researched even more. Naturally, this not only gives him a virtually unrivalled amount of theoretical knowledge when it comes to magic but also makes him one of the more versatile mages out there - to the point where some even describe him as a master of all trades when it comes to magic alone. With that being said, while he can indeed use a whole goddam lot of different forms of magic he's also mostly incapable of giving practical appliance to most of those and is far from being one of the best combat mages out there, heavily favouring just using his magic for miscellaneous purposes, from "everyday appliances" such as making the interior of a two-story building bigger than a mansion and connecting two doors that are more than a mile afar from each other through the use of runic arrays solely for the sake for the sake of convenience to making intrinsic changes in the structure of living beings in an attempt to achieve eternal life and even creating actual biological life from a set of ingredients a la Fullmetal Alchemist homunculi - though he's yet incapable of creating an actually aware living being, with his creations having no mind of their own and often being incapable of demonstrating even the most basic reflexes needed to keep a body alive without a viable substitute for a soul taking over them (aka biological arcane dolls).​
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  He recently seems to be enamoured to the idea of applying the scientifical knowledge of the new world into magic, being especially interested in finding a method to connect both worlds permanently through the study of the rift.​
  Skills:
  
  Extensive Knowledge in Magical Theory and Otherworldly Lore (Though his social and historical knowledge about the other world are restricted to that of a couple hundred years ago and thus fairly outdated).​
  Considerable Knowledge about pretty much every field related to his previous research, from herbology, chemistry and biology to linguistics and even astrology, as well as new fields he has been interested in since coming to the new world such as theoretical physics.​
  Average combat skills that remained even after a few centuries of disuse, from basic martial knowledge to magical warfare tactics and the like. Currently mostly rusted to the point of mediocrity.​
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  Strengths:
  
  Absurdly versatile​
  Top tier survivability and hiding skills​
  Ridiculously extensive theoretical knowledge about a plethora of subjects​
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  Flaws:
  
  Mediocre combat skills​
  Subpar social skills​
  Tremendously fuzzy long-term memory (about anything that isn't related to his research, that is) - to the point where some might think he's slowly developing dementia​
  The fact that his persona as a whole revolves around being a scatterbrained workaholic​
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  Theme:
  
  TBD​

 

[CactusJuice]

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• 
  
  
  
  
  Name:
  Eldon Davis
  
  
  Gender:
  Male
  
  
  Age:
  24
  
  
  Race:
  Half-fae, Half human
  
  
  Height:
  5’8”
  
  
  Build:
  Eldon appears pretty skinny, but he’s more of a lean muscular type.
  
  
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  Sexuality:
  Straight
  
  
  Nicknames/Aliases:
  Aang, Stormbringer, The Galeson Heir, Wind Fairy, Fake Fae, (the latter two he dislikes)
  
  
  Personality:
  
  Eldon is an individual who’s very confident in his own abilities, and even when things aren’t going his way, he rarely feels things are out of his control. His confident smiles and smirks are practically one of his defining features. Eldon is also surprisingly friendly considering his associates. If met in a public setting, he tends to come off as an amicable person who likes to make stupid jokes and/ or attempt witty banter. Growing up as a half fae has also caused him to develop pretty thick skin allowing him to shrug off most insults; he’s pretty slow to anger unless just the right buttons are pushed. He’s also a bit of a flirt, and he’ll flirt with a female of any race so long as they’re single. His flirty behaviour subconsciously stems from a desire to have what his parents had, but he’s also hesitant to care about people due to his profession.
  
  While this is all a legitimate part of his personality, it can be a bit misleading. Eldon is generally very cold to his targets, and his humor has a darker side. He’s the kind of person who could smile and make jokes as he tore someone to pieces. The way he sees it, if someone is targeted by Ouroboros, they’re definitely no angel, and they probably deserve what’s coming to them. Due to this though, he dislikes needless killing, so he prefers to just focus on killing his target with as little collateral damage as possible. However, Eldon does like fighting skilled/ strong opponents; it feels like a waste of his time if they’re too weak.
  
  
  Likes:
  
  • Studying Magic
  • Compliments on his magic
  • Anime
  • Strong/ skilled opponents
  • Stupid jokes and references
  • Ouroboros
  • People who don’t immediately hate him due to being both human and fae
  
  Dislikes:
  
  • Needless killing
  • The Order of the Lost
  • The Reclaimers
  • People insulting his parents
  • Feeling like he has no control over his situation
  • Watching emotional movies with a lot of other people
  • Dampeners
  
  
  Spoiler: Biography

  The reasoning behind the Order of the Lost and the Reclaimers is lost on Eldon; he has never known another city. He was born about a year after the initial rift incident. His father, a police officer who later became a R.I.C.T. officer, found his mother, a noble who’d never left Faeveld, wandering the streets. Upon first sight his father had fallen for her otherwordly charms, and after he protected her, found her a place to stay, and helped show her how this new, strange world worked, the feeling soon became mutual. Love struck fast and hard, and they soon married and had a child. As one of the first half faes, Eldon naturally had some tests run on him, but besides that they were a relatively normal, happy family. Their perfect little family was proof that things could really work how they were. This made them any enemy to both sides of extremists, but they managed to keep a low profile.
  
  This meant Eldon had a fairly happy childhood, and it was about as ordinary as anything could be in this city. He went to school and was tutored in magic by his mother. He quickly learned that he’d inherited the magical talent of his mother’s noble family line. His affinity for air magic, a Galeson family staple, was further testimony to his bloodline. While he was bullied more than other kids, he had plenty of friends (of various races) and two loving parents to come back home to. Life was good, and Eldon dreamed of becoming a R.I.C.T. officer like his father, but nothing lasts forever. Thirteen years ago the position of Vice Director suddenly and tragically opened up. Since it was so unexpected, they didn’t have anyone in mind to replace him. However, with his many years of service to the public, Eldon’s father was one of the people eventually considered for the role. As nosey as ever, the media looked into him, and it wasn’t long until word got out about his family. They found themselves on the receiving end of a lot anonymous threats and hatred from both sides. It got to the point they were afraid to leave the house alone. It wasn’t long until someone followed through on their threat.
  
  It only took moments for Eldon to find himself an orphan, the only survivor of a brutal attack. He was able to describe the face of their attacker, but R.I.C.T. was never able to find him. With no known relatives in the city, Eldon ended up in the foster care system. A couple years passed as he bounced from home to home when a fateful encounter came. He saw his parents’ killer walking about the streets. He followed the man, waited for an opportune moment to strike, and killed him. It was that defining moment that led him to join Ouroboros.
  
  
  Relations:
  
  Thomas Davis (father)- deceased
  
  Jade Galeson (mother)- deceased
  
  Pascal Krisven (family friend) @ Croaker
  
  
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  Magical Abilities:
  
  
  
  
  
  Control: C
  
  Capacity: B
  
  Eldon dabbles in many magics, but his speciality is elemental magic. Out of all the elements, air is his favorite (followed by lightning). He believes air magic to be the most powerful of all elemental magic and specializes in its use. While it may seem like he’s severely limiting himself, his knowledge of air magic is extensive, so he’s found many more ways to wield it than the average elemental mage. Though he doesn’t use much other magic, he studies runes constantly, so he can prepare himself against the other magics he may face. As a dedicated mage, he’s had some runes tattooed to his person.
  
  
  Skills:
  
  Magical Combat
  
  Magic Rune Identification
  
  Competent Cook
  
  Mediating
  
  Assassination
  
  
  Strengths:
  
  • Amicable
  • Reacts quickly
  • Loyal
  • Knowledgeable
  
  
  Flaws:
  
  • His jokes can quickly become annoying
  • Lacks in non-magical combat ability
  • Can easily be influenced my mob mentality (due to his fae heritage)
  • Can be cocky at times
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  Miscellaneous:
  
  “I think you’ll find my magic quite impressive. I’m sure it’ll blow you away.”
  
  
  Theme:
  
  
  
  

 

[NyxDarling]

- Name: Atalis ovia
- Gender:male
- Age:19
- Race:fae
- Height: 5'3
- Physical Build: feminine and a bit curvy. But with muscle.

- Sexuality:bisexual
- Personality: Atalis, he's soft-spoken and well-mannered, he doesn't know how to interact with conflict very well and often flee's from it. He tends to cry easily, and is very empathetic of others. He can't help to seek kindness and seek giving kindness. If he see's someone in danger he tends to not be able to stop himself from helping. Emotionally sometimes he's lacking, he doesn't know how to process anger and joy correctly and sometimes gets them confused. Overall he's a sweetheart that just wants to spread love.
- Likes: human snacks. Rain. The forest. Reading books. Sketching.
- Dislikes: the leader of the order of the lost, only because of how she reacts to humans. Thunder. Fleas. Mean and angry people.
- Biography: being raised as a fae childbwas a comfortable life. Mornings of Jolly snacks and evenings of endless Ruff Housing, days were long and nights were quick. and he didn't have to worry about anything, although he did have an aptitude for healing some most everyone came to him whenever they had a small boo boo. He was kid with a big heart. His mom and dad had left him at an early age, so the community of fae lived with took care of him as if he was family.

Atalis was basically child when he and the rest of fae who came with were pulled through the rift. Being young and foolish he went out into this new world trying to love and heal all the wounded and harmed he couls. Because of his kindness he made friends with most rwces and jept in ties with most of the groups of this new world. Yet his name never spread far and he ussually kept to himself. That was before the order of the lost wws formed. He at first was wary, but when a group of humans killed the fae he had come with. Atalis fled to the order of the lost. Seeking refuge.
- Relations:none
- Magical Abilities (Control/Capacity/Specialties and spells)
Control: C
Capacity: A
Healing magic: atalis is wuite proficient at healing wounds.
Corrosive decay magic: a little secret behind his healing magic is thst it has a yin yang affect. He can also corrode and decay thing at an extremely fast rate because of the runes he carved into his flesh at a young age
- Skills: empathy, gymnastics and bartering
- Strengths: easily liked, blends in easily, sneaky and quick witted
- Flaws: overly emotional. Easily deceived. Weak

 

[Athanas]

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• 
  
  
  Name:
  
  Joseph Harris​
  
  Gender:
  
  Male​
  
  Age:
  
  26​
  
  Race:
  Human-Wraithbound
  
  Height:
  6"0(Appears 6"5 while in his armor)
  
  Build:
  
  Athletic Mesomoprh​
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  Sexuality:
  Heterosexual
  
  Nicknames/Aliases:
  The Smiler, The Tinkerer
  
  Personality:
  
  To call Joseph unstable is an understatement-it's not a lie, but it does not encapsulate the sheer magnitude of the situation. An Individual of questionable sanity even before he became wraithbound, The wraith merely reinforced the damage that was already done. What's left now is an obsessive, hysterical individual, who will stop at nothing to achieve his motives. And what are those motives, you ask? Truth is, even he isn't absolutely sure himself. He just enjoys creating situations and seeing how they unfold. Perhaps he'll choose to take away what you value most, merely to see how far you would go to get it back. Perhaps he would aid you with one of your ambitious plans. Perhaps he will simply explode you. Nothing is certain at any given time, and this is exactly the reason as to why Joseph is so dangerous.​
  
  Likes:
  Mayhem
  Well executed plans
  Ambitious people
  Humble people
  Technology
  Research
  
  Dislikes:
  Arrogance
  Cowardice
  People who think they are invincible/unstoppable
  Authority
  People who conform with authority
  Being ordered around
  
  Biography:
  Not a great many things stand out when examining Joseph's backstory. As he was too young to notice, the opening of the rift was no traumatic event for him. However, it was for his parents, who had owned quite a profitable chain of businesses prior to the rift's opening. The loss of their comfortable lives drove them mad, and they became some of the first ever reclaimers-back when the faction really didn't have that name, or the hierarchy. Less than a year later, they were dead from a shootout with the mutants.
  
  Joseph found himself under the tutelage of his elderly, senile grandmother. Since she spent the grandest portion of the day sitting on her rocking chair, unable and/or unwilling to move, Joseph didn't really have any boundaries as a child. He would often sneak out at night, developing a fascination over the bizzare creatures of the rift-and it's inhabitants. He was, actually, quite surprised by how things had turned out: In the young boy's mind, a world filled with such mysterious creature would be a world full of ambition, and danger, and adventure! Instead, the peole appeared to seek normality at all costs, with very few actually taking advantage of the situation.
  
  He, of course, joined the R.I.C.T. as soon as he came of age: After all, his fascination for magic and the otherwordly had not ebbed in the slightest. There he trained himself to better use magic to enhance his machinery, effectively allowing him to perform a wide variety of utilities without exhausting himself. His time as a researcher had been quite fruitful, his research providing many useful insights as to the nature of the rift itself.
  
  However, as it usually goes with the likes of overly-ambitious people, Joseph's downfall came from his work. He had managed to logically deduce the full power-scale of all the creatures of the rift-all except the wraiths. Believing them to be beings of energy, he thought that they could somehow be used to generate mana-And if that was to be the case, then he would've been the first scientist to ever find a way to store this energy. Ignoring advice from his colleagues that working with live wraiths was a serious risk to his health, Joseph finnaly became what he is today after an experiment to confine the wraith's energy into a power soruce backfired-confining the wraith in Joseph instead. The experience was truamatic, and amidst all the terror, and the struggling for control, Joseph's mind broke completely. The fantasies of his childhood became reality. About a world with no rules. About a world where everyone could be a god in their own right.
  
  His nature as mostly-antisocial ensured that no one was around to witness this horrible event, and even now, almost a year later, he is still one of the best researchers the R.I.C.T. posseses-but it is no longer enough. The wraith thirsts for mayhem. He thirsts for Freedom.
  
  And both can be found in Chaos.
  
  Relations:
  
  None​
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  Magical Abilities:
  
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  Control: B​
  Capacity:C​
  
  The vast majority of Joseph's magic revolves around mixing magic with technology, and creating complicated, fixed runic arrays. As a technopath, he has a much easier time hacking into almost any device, And can create contraptions that are impossible to create when using only either. He is capable of expending mana to repair his devices, or to upgrade them-if enough spare parts are available. An added boon to this magic is that any of his devices is capable of self-destructing, preventing researchers from figuring out it's design if it should be captured
  
  His three most Advanced pieces of tech currently are: The Psychostimulants, injections that allow a person to cast beyond their normal capacity for a short while, whilest however having adverse side effects
  
  The Twin Scoopers: Wrist mounted devices. The one mounted on the right hand looks like a massive syringe, while the one to the left is more akin to a mechanical claw When used on a heavily injured/ disabled opponent, the right one drains their life force, healing Joseph, while the left one enables Joseph to chop off pieces of his opponent and use Flesh and Metal, Turning them into useful materials, such as spare padding for the suit, ammo, or grenades
  
  'Spectral anchors': A spiked chain, to be thrown with the help of a ballistic spring-lock. When an opponent is skewered by the chain, two additional "teeth" also lock into their flesh, making dislodgement difficult. The target then becomes 'marked'. The longer the contact, the longer the duration. The wraith moves faster towards marked targets, Requires less mana to assault them, And can waste a decent of mana to perform it's two most powerful abilities. Only one mark can exist at a time, and, if the market person does, there's a cooldown before another can be marked
  
  The wraith's magic is a tad more straightforward, with the ability to telepathically move objects, fire blasts of energy, and, most importantly, inspire terror/ Hate by assaulting directly at the minds of opponents(or allies)
  Skills:
  
  Above-Average marksmanship​
  Excellent stamina​
  Decent physical strength​
  Excellent builder​
  
  Strengths:
  Fiercely determined
  Innovative
  Intelligent
  Unpredictable
  
  Flaws:
  Impatient
  Impulsive
  gets easily carried away
  Loses focus easily
  Over the top love of theatrics, especially when faced with certain types of people
  Batshit Insane
  
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  Miscellaneous:
  
  " Authority, Law, Right, Wrong- You think them irreplaceable, yet they're just concepts that we created. They only exist because we choose to let them exist. So, I wonder-what will you do if they suddenly lose all meaning?"​
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  Name:
  
  
  Sidua​
  
  
  Gender:
  
  
  Male​
  
  
  Age:
  
  
  250​
  
  
  Race:
  
  
  Dullahan​
  
  
  Height:
  
  
  6"2​
  
  
  Build:
  
  
  Slender yet well-toned.​
  
  
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  Sexuality:
  
  
  Decidedly Pansexual​
  
  
  Nicknames/Aliases:
  
  
  "The Dealer" "Smokey"​
  
  
  Personality:
  
  
  Sidua is quite the mysteriously playful type, often seen with a slight smirk on his lips and a twinkle in his eye. He's always friendly and open for business should someone offer him the right price. However, should a deal go wrong or something else particularly unpleasant to his tastes, he has been known to be quick to temper and sometimes even violence. Sidua has also been witnessed reacting violently when in the presence of flames on at least a few different occasions.​
  
  
  Likes:
  
  
  Cinnamon flavored bubblegum, avant-garde fashion, bright colors paired with black, sports cars, cats, and moonlit walks.​
  
  
  Dislikes:
  
  
  Authority figures, nosy people, liars, fire, heat of any kind, children.​
  
  
  Biography:
  
  
  Sidua learned at a very young age that there was one intangible thing that people would pay for more than anything else; information. He started on the straight and narrow as a messenger boy back on the other side of the rift, but as he grew older and witnessed more and more events around him, he realized that people were far more interested in secretive information. Shortly thereafter, he started selling and trading information on the side of his 'day job'. Need to black mail someone? He can find you the incriminating evidence you need. Want to know where one might find something less-than-legal? Sidua is your man. For a while business was booming for the young Dullahan, but as he grew more ambitions, more eyes were being drawn to him until eventually he found himself the victim of a tragic 'accident' which badly burned the right side of his head and destroyed his right eye. Despite this, it seemed this only spurred him to continue his business and rumors have it that he managed to pull a few favors to get his vengeance. It only made perfect sense, then, that when he was ripped from home and plopped somewhere else that he'd make himself comfortable and continue doing what he did best. This time, he'd take on the front of a bartender at a local nightclub in the downtown area; a perfect place to do business while also serving as the perfect cover. If only he didn't have to deal with all the harassment thrown his way.​
  
  
  Relations:
  
  
  A rather large family back on the other side of the rift with far too many members to count
  
  Ashley"Spice"Vallory, a human co-worker and friend
  
  Bruce H. Hamm, his employer and owner of the night club he works at
  
  "Ash", a small unbound wraith that occasionally gives him information and looks like a smouldering cloud of ash and soot.​
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  Magical Abilities:
  
  
  
  
  Control:E
  
  Capacity:E
  
  
  His knowledge of magic is bare bones and basic, just enough to get by. He's never really been interested in furthering his talent.​
  
  
  Skills:
  
  
  Information brokering, mixing/serving drinks, sewing his own clothes, blackmail​
  
  
  Strengths:
  
  
  Sidua is typically a delightful conversationalist who can disarm even the crabbiest regular with a bright smile or a playful trick or two. He is also a good listener, using his position as bartender to gather information when on the job.​
  
  
  Flaws:
  
  
  His line of business is very prone to getting him in trouble, either with the law or with other underground forces. He also isn't the best at handling tight situations, tending to lean towards impulse rather than reason. Not only that, but because of his missing eye his right side is a huge blind spot and he lacks depth perception.​
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