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Alveria: The Tale of Two
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Elegy
I am the bone of my sword
Varam
Gender: Male
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Varam exudes an air of reserved and dignified grace. His piercing yellow eyes emanate unnerving ferocity which unnerves most who look at him eye to eye. Varam is polite and dignified, and strongly believes in equal treatment to everyone. He observes ideals of justice that may seem cruel to others. His lofty ideals of moral right and justice are laced with cold practicality. Above all moral conduct, Varam places lives at the most importance. He will kill the minority to save the majority. He will spurn "right" conduct to save lives. He will kill those innocent for those with the potential to be saved. Varam is an eloquent speaker, and he has a verbose way of speaking that belies his sparse room to tolerate excesses of anything. Varam also has an iron will; he is willing to sacrifice anything if it is in line with the ambitions generated from his beliefs. He will toil through any adveristy to see his dreams of equality come to succession. He will slaughter in cold blood anything that hinders him. But he will not hate. Varam does not hate or harbor contempt. He simply does what he must do, and should his actions have to be mired in the filth of murder, he will gladly sully his hands. Varam used to hate the unfair world around him, but he has since abandoned the notion of hate, believing it to be a hindrance. That said, Varam's nature has an innate kindness to it, though this has been shadowed over by his experiences and beliefs.
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Varam was an orphan for as long as he could remember. His parents had both abandoned him by the time he was three. However, Varam was incredibly lucky. He was adopted by a foreign former swordsman who ran a ramshackle shop in the slums. The former swordsman had been a member of an order of foreign swordsmen long gone. They practiced an incredibly unique style of swordsmanship and all of their secrets and intricacies were all left with Varam's adopted father. Because Varam's father had no magical capabilities, he was often ridiculed and spurned whenever he went into an area of the kingdom remotely possessing some wealth, as most of the inhabitants had some form of magical capacity. Varam's father possessed strong ideals of equality and justice, and these he passed down to his son. They jointly shared a dream of one day seeing the kingdom free of persecution. Varam spent his childhood in poverty and disgrace, helping around his father in his small shop to sustain themselves. He also learned swordsmanship, and Varam's father saw natural talent instantly within Varam. It was a talent that was far greater than any he had witnessed, and he cultured Varam's skills with the blade. By the time Varam was seventeen, his skill was such that he could have taken on most of the kingdom in a battle of pure swordplay. Varam never ceased to improve, and his talent seemed to be an endless and bountiful well which constantly produced and never faltered.
When Varam turned eighteen, he decided to leave his father and begin a life of his own. For his birthday, he was given his father's sword, an incredibly unique sword that had been the treasure of his father's order of swordsmen. The blade was a mystically enchanted sword that resonated with its users body and soul, reflecting his or her nature in its blade. When Varam received the blade, it had blinding white steel and a mellow grey colored guard and handle. That day was quite likely the happiest and most tragic of Varam's life. On the same night he prepared to leave, a rough group of magic users began had returned from a trip outside of the kingdom and were harrassing the occupants of the ragged slum that Varam and his father lived in. Varam's father intervened and was promptly struck down dead. No one would care of a maggot on the streets that could not produce any magic. And Varam knew this as well as the magic users did. There was going to be no justice, his father would die unknown and unsatisfied. Who would be bothered or have the courage to actually stand up for people like his father, those who were crushed under the heel of circumstance?
Varam produced a very simple answer to that, he himself would bear the weight of the mistreated, he would carry on his father's views of equality. Equality would never be brought about with just fanciful thinking, Varam decided that it had to be brought about with force. Force was efficient and flagrant, force would change faster than any diplomacy would.
Varam slaughtered the magic users who killed his father. From that day on, Varam became a wanted criminal, and his infamy only increased when he became a "mercenary of the people" as he called it. He heeded calls from those that were mistreated, and he brought about vengeance with the cold steel of his blade. The previously pure white steel of the blade became a tainted black and grey as it killed and housed Varam's blood lust, even adopting Varam's nature of his mind, making it emit the pure hatred that began everything.
Magic Type: Potential to use wind magic( Potential, not ability).
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Seh Olgul - The The Three Faced Sword Of Death
Celer Incisus
This is the name of the swordplay that Varam has completely mastered. What is notable about this style is its lack of a defined stance. The user fights with reckless abandon, performing acrobatic stunts and bodily contortions with incredible speed to strike at multiple angles in short time frames. The key to this technique is the user being able to rapidly shift center of balances to many locations instantly, allowing the user to twist and turn unpredictably. Those who master this style can instinctively and reactively change balance centers, which, when complemented with fast reflexes, allows the user to dodge attacks from bare melee range. This style focuses on abusing the limits of the body's flexibility which vastly improves offense and dodging capabilities while limiting set defense. In fact, this the utter lack of a defined stance completely rules good defense out. The user of this style must instead focus on using the utter unpredictability of his movements and rapid speed to quickly overwhelm the opponent with hard to evade, high velocity and unpredictable strikes while dodging, not parrying, counter attacks. Parrying leaves one to more surely block and repulse an attack, but it leaves shorter time for counter attacks, so Celer Incisus has practically abandoned parries, instead banking on just dodging attacks with efficient and swift movements of the body to attack again. Celer Incisus in general is an offensively flawless and attempting to match it with offense is useless. The entire style sacrifices everything for offense, so it naturally trumps styles with stances. All stances are not perfect defensively, so defending against this style is incredibly hard. However, if one were to possess defensive skill good enough to repel the blows of this style, then this style is rendered at a huge disadvantage.
Additionally, Celer Incisus has a "secret" technique, which can only be used with the blade San Olgul.
Three Faced Death - Turning Swallow Cut
This technique must require a stance, and it is the only stance in Celer Incisus. The user of this technique must first have perfect balance, so flat terrain and little environmental distraction are required. The stance causes the user to simply stand still while holding San Olgul above one's head. The user then charges forward with the blade still overhead. Once the user reaches within two meters of his opponent he will swing down. As the blade swings down, two more blades of pure, compressed wind also swing down simultaneously to the left and right of the opponent. The user of this attack does not actually aim for his or her opponent, but at the space where the opponent stands. The user must thus choose a space to attack, and not necessarily the enemy. Once a spot has been chosen, it cannot be changed until the technique is performed. Because of this, opponent's can simply move away from the spot chosen by the user, which forces the user to predict in advance where the opponent will be. This ability can be used quickly in direct melee combat but is easily signaled by the aura of the sword abruptly stopping, and the sudden overhead positioning required means that the opponent must either be at least a small distance away or distracted enough to attack while the user holds the sword overhead. The sword itself refines Varam's wind magic and replicates its blade twice. The wind blades are identical in strength and length of the original blade itself.
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Varam's mother was a wind magic use, and thus he has the potential to use the magic but since he has had no formal training, he cannot use it in any from with the sole exception being when he performs his sword technique with his unique blade.
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Desiralin
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Name: Desira Erakin
Age: 17
Gender:Female
Personality: Desira is a girl full of self-esteem. She does what she can do as long as it suits her needs. She walks all over protecting people she sees. She has a secret love for animals. She is very fiery and rough.
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Desira was raised in the desert. Her father was a rich village cheiftain. Her father had always loved her. When a famine hit the area, the village needed food and desperately. Desira's father had already used all his money to buy the last amount of food he could for his pregnant wife's dinner. The village understood. Desira's mother Desiree, died along with the baby. She couldn't get the food she needed. Desira knew what she had to do. She had to offer her self to the nearby village's leader. The leader's son had highly fancied Desira. When her village got enough money. Desira wanted to go back. But, the village wouldn't let her. She ran away. And the village never searched for her.
Magic Type : Anything to do with the desert
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Age: 17
Gender:Female
Personality: Desira is a girl full of self-esteem. She does what she can do as long as it suits her needs. She walks all over protecting people she sees. She has a secret love for animals. She is very fiery and rough.
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Desira was raised in the desert. Her father was a rich village cheiftain. Her father had always loved her. When a famine hit the area, the village needed food and desperately. Desira's father had already used all his money to buy the last amount of food he could for his pregnant wife's dinner. The village understood. Desira's mother Desiree, died along with the baby. She couldn't get the food she needed. Desira knew what she had to do. She had to offer her self to the nearby village's leader. The leader's son had highly fancied Desira. When her village got enough money. Desira wanted to go back. But, the village wouldn't let her. She ran away. And the village never searched for her.
Magic Type : Anything to do with the desert
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Name: Lucan Tymda
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Personality: Lucan tends to be very quiet but not unfriendly. He simply takes a while to open up due to his upbringing. He is respectable and always listens to the ideas of those around him. While he may seem uptight he is actually laid back and prefers to go with the flow rather than force a situation to go one way or another. Yet, when faced with a daunting task, he is determined that things always end up working out even if they don't go according to plan. His friends are his family and he values their safety above all else. He only wants to bring acceptance to others and will only use violence when necessary. He tends to be hopeful that others will see reason if he can explain why peace and equality are a better choice but that tends to have negative outcomes despite his positive thinking.
Bio: Lucan was raised in a small fishing village located under an enormous cliff side. So small in fact that this community was able to hide the non-magic users in the cliff caves any time a raiding party came around. The village and all it's people accepted magic and non-magic users alike. His father is a great fisherman and taught Lucan everything he knows about the water magic. He also taught him to be respectful to the men who would go on the fishing expeditions. As a child Lucan would often become too excited to be around them and this accounts for his relaxed nature now. He would spend many days casting his rod off the docks awaiting for his father and the others to return. When his father was home he would take Lucan on smaller fishing trips. Then they would spend the mornings practicing fishing skills and all afternoon and sometimes well into the night learning all about water magic. His father taught him many techniques involving the control of already existing bodies He was able to create whirlpools and waterfalls at a young age and as he got older became skilked at fighting on all terrain, not just near the ocean. The trips turned into hikes up the cliffs far away from the ocean. Here they would practice reaching within andletting free the water magic held inside. He had a great control of magic by 16. His mother is a run away from the slums and has told him of the horrid stories of her past. She too had water magic inside her but was unable to use it. She gifted Lucan with her magic staff as it had never worked for her. She also spent many hours researching texts on water magic with Lucan hoping to help him in any way. As he grew olser Lucan became upset by his mother's stories of how she was mistreated and now Lucan has decided to head out on his own in hopes of spreading acceptance to the rest of the land.
Magic Type: Water
Appearance: <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_06/57a8bf786f185_images(2).jpg.6c470296fe4c96afc48003ac7d633fea.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="20827" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_06/57a8bf786f185_images(2).jpg.6c470296fe4c96afc48003ac7d633fea.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>
Other: Before he left he decided to have his magic staff converted into a trident. The trident still holds the Ruby jewel at it's base that allows him to control his magic. Also, the trident has been a symbol in his community for acceptance of all. The two points representing the magic and non-magic users and the center point standing for their coming together. Although it is a Nightingale weapon he mostly uses it to channel his magic and not to simply stab or hit others with. Though he takes comfort in knowing it can serve both purposes. He also uses it to fish with when he needs to eat.
(Looking forward to starting up! Let me know if anything needs to be changed. I HAVE EDITED. Hope there are enough details now.)
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Age: 20
Gender: Male
Personality: Lucan tends to be very quiet but not unfriendly. He simply takes a while to open up due to his upbringing. He is respectable and always listens to the ideas of those around him. While he may seem uptight he is actually laid back and prefers to go with the flow rather than force a situation to go one way or another. Yet, when faced with a daunting task, he is determined that things always end up working out even if they don't go according to plan. His friends are his family and he values their safety above all else. He only wants to bring acceptance to others and will only use violence when necessary. He tends to be hopeful that others will see reason if he can explain why peace and equality are a better choice but that tends to have negative outcomes despite his positive thinking.
Bio: Lucan was raised in a small fishing village located under an enormous cliff side. So small in fact that this community was able to hide the non-magic users in the cliff caves any time a raiding party came around. The village and all it's people accepted magic and non-magic users alike. His father is a great fisherman and taught Lucan everything he knows about the water magic. He also taught him to be respectful to the men who would go on the fishing expeditions. As a child Lucan would often become too excited to be around them and this accounts for his relaxed nature now. He would spend many days casting his rod off the docks awaiting for his father and the others to return. When his father was home he would take Lucan on smaller fishing trips. Then they would spend the mornings practicing fishing skills and all afternoon and sometimes well into the night learning all about water magic. His father taught him many techniques involving the control of already existing bodies He was able to create whirlpools and waterfalls at a young age and as he got older became skilked at fighting on all terrain, not just near the ocean. The trips turned into hikes up the cliffs far away from the ocean. Here they would practice reaching within andletting free the water magic held inside. He had a great control of magic by 16. His mother is a run away from the slums and has told him of the horrid stories of her past. She too had water magic inside her but was unable to use it. She gifted Lucan with her magic staff as it had never worked for her. She also spent many hours researching texts on water magic with Lucan hoping to help him in any way. As he grew olser Lucan became upset by his mother's stories of how she was mistreated and now Lucan has decided to head out on his own in hopes of spreading acceptance to the rest of the land.
Magic Type: Water
Appearance: <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_06/57a8bf786f185_images(2).jpg.6c470296fe4c96afc48003ac7d633fea.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="20827" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_06/57a8bf786f185_images(2).jpg.6c470296fe4c96afc48003ac7d633fea.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>
Other: Before he left he decided to have his magic staff converted into a trident. The trident still holds the Ruby jewel at it's base that allows him to control his magic. Also, the trident has been a symbol in his community for acceptance of all. The two points representing the magic and non-magic users and the center point standing for their coming together. Although it is a Nightingale weapon he mostly uses it to channel his magic and not to simply stab or hit others with. Though he takes comfort in knowing it can serve both purposes. He also uses it to fish with when he needs to eat.
(Looking forward to starting up! Let me know if anything needs to be changed. I HAVE EDITED. Hope there are enough details now.)
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Magikarp
Splash Master
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Xavier Florence
Age:
17
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Male
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Xavier is an optimistic ‘glass half full’ kind of guy, always looking toward the bright side of things. Being sheltered for most of his life Xavier’s life he hasn’t had the firsthand experience of seeing the harsh conditions of non-magic users. That being said he’s not oblivious, he just hasn’t seen the cruel and unethical ways people have been treated because of the way their born. In fact Xavier has no idea non magic users have it that bad. Since Xavier has been sheltered he’s a bright eyed and a little to naive for his own good. Soft spoken, timid, and quite the idealist Xavier wouldn’t make it outside the aristocrat world. He’s quick to trust people, always saying ‘never judge a book by its cover.’ However as credulous as he is Xavier is incredibly studious, spending most of his time reading out of heavy tomes. That being said Xavier has a diverse understanding of many topics. Not only is he knowledgeable and intelligent but he’s extremely observant; he can usually tell when someone lying or not because of his extensive research on the human body. Well versed in the healing arts Xavier loves helping people, but in a fight he wouldn’t be able to land a scratch. Instead of jumping into things, he takes his time and plans things out, but sometimes his drive to help people over powers his logical side, getting him deeper into trouble.
Bio:
Xavier is from an extremely wealthy and influential life magic noble house. His family in the past has helped the royal family numerous times, from helping with the birth of new heirs or treating sickness or injuries of the royals. His father died a year after he was born as his heart gave out because of his weak condition. His mother now managing the noble house barely had time to spend with him, as there was a lot of negativity that surrounded her becoming head of the manor. However she pulled through and brought the manor more prosperity, but it also came at the cost of barely seeing her son. Even when she had time off she wouldn't give him the time of day, mostly because she couldn't be bothered to, thus creating tension between Xavier and his mother. For the first years Xavier longed to see his mother, for her to just talk to him, but as time passed he grew equally cold toward to her, not acknowledging her like she did to him, but that didn't mean he was hostile toward her, he was just painfully polite to her, like she wasn't even his mother. Even than everyone had high expectations for Xavier and sure enough he excelled at life magic, however he was also very sickly near the age of seven so he was usually in the manor making him sheltered and his family (besides his mother)protective of him. However he soon grew out of the sickness but remained frail, not really versatile in fighting for that matter. Xavier longs to travel the world, but because of his weak constitution has never been able to.
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Life
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ScoutNoProblemo
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Alex Fondmus
Age:
23
Gender:
Male
Personality:
Alex is a really good navigator and gunsman (It'll explain later). He loves to see things "GO BOOM!" He's not so brainy when he comes towards commanding or talking to people. He is very coordinated and an expert on explosives. He loves metal as well and sees everything shiny as trinkets to his own collection. He's very witty and humorous. He never takes things serious unless he is being threatened. He acts hyper to get his mind off from his father.
Bio:
When he was a young'n he found that he could posses he power of fire when he reached over a campfire to warm himself up. His father was an inventor and invested his time into his son's special abilities. Alex could never and still cannot control the magic. His father one day, made these special gloves that were able to direct the fire into one of his machines. A few years later, at the age of 19, took off his gloves by accident and his body exploded with flames burning the house down. He luckily saved his father out of the collapsing basement by alerting him and they both escaped and ventured away from the house. A couple months later, Alex was assigned by his father to grab all of his prototypes out of the basement and discovered a suit powered by flames and a musket looking gun with only a barrel and a handle. The rest of the prototypes were missing and so he put the suit on and grab the strange stick and reported back to his father, but only to find that the strange stick almost blew him up as a result that the gun absorbs the magic and shoots a explosive blast towards wherever the gun is pointing. After wanting some answers, he went back where his father was only to find him laying on the ground with a gashed throat and bloody foot prints away from his corpse. Traumatized, he only has to look on the bright side of things and so with nothing else he could only participate in the greater good.
Magic Type:
Fire
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Changes within picture: Gun doesn't have a trigger, and all white and blue is replace with orange and red.
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