One x One Blood Bound

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Feel free to add anything you feel is appropriate, code as you wish, can't wait to see what you come up with. If something wrong with it, you will find multiple complains and an angry phone call [with the ever famous "She replied" line dropped on you.]


Human


Name


Age


Gender


DOB


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Personality


[Just a small paragraph will do. If you prefer to just give a list of positive/negative feel free. I'll even accept one word - stereotype]


Biography


[For here, please outline the crimes or whatever your character was caught doing - you're getting exiled to a place off every living and known map for a reason, make it spectacular, ladies.]


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Special Accessory/Trademark/Signature Accessory Thing


[include a small story if you'd please.]


Likes


[Just three please]


Dislikes


[Just Three please]


Most Important Gift Given


[Plot purposes]


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[Please Note that Everything Below Here is More for GM/Our Knowledge Than the Characters]


Physical Noteworthy Notes


[Please include any kind of physical capability your character may or MAY NOT have. Ex. Running, Jumping, Tripping, etc.]


Singular Magical Capabilities


[Please pick three attacks your character may acquire when going into the contract later in the roleplay. It shouldn't be something ridiculously OP. It can't be buffs, it can't be summons, it can't be status ... bewitching upon, transformation ... you, as humans, can only use magical abilities that are the flashy, non-physical kind. Flamethrowers, Water-Spheres, etc. Something extravagant, but ultimately weak. Have Fun Finding Them.]


LV 5 ULTIMATE


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Medium/Gift


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Do you guys really need a skeleton? If you're stuck on someone, give a call, or steal some ideas, just the basics will do for Kemonomimi. Another thing is that if you wish to incorporate something like a certain magical item, feel free to go with it, just make sure you have a good explanation as to what it does, and maybe how you'll use it. Thanks.



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Arsiel Roryan Buttermilk

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Estellise "Essi" Xuraleia

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"What is the opposite of love? It certainly isn't hate but rather indifference."

Character Information

From the Basics

Name: Estellise "Essi" Xuraleia


Pronunciation: Es-stel-lees "Es-see" Shoo-ruh-lay-uh


Nicknames/Aliases: Essi, Estelle, Lisa [whatever goes]


Age: 18


Gender: Female


Sexuality: Ambiguous


Race: Human


Date of Birth: July 21st


Blood Type: 0


Height: 5' 7" | 170 cm


Weight: 117lbs | 51.7kg


Handedness: Left-handed


Signature/Base Color: Wine Purple


Favorite Color: Lilac


Complexion: Smooth, Pale


Hair: Short, magenta colored hair pulled back with a clip


Eyes: Dull red

Personality

Estellise is a serious and straitlaced girl who expects everyone to also act accordingly. It really isn’t uncommon for her to be critical of others, although she normally doesn’t actually say it straight to their face since she figures that her doing so wouldn’t change anything anyway. In fact, the only thing that can really get her to put her exasperation into action is uncleanliness. Essi has a very cautious nature and is slow to put her complete trust into others. She views everyone—even children—as suspicious until proven to be otherwise. She tends to dislike flamboyant people as she’s the no-nonsense type. This no-nonsense actually also extends to myths as she’s a bit of a realist who prefers logic and careful calculation over the supernatural and instincts. Despite her shortcomings, Essi’s one good point would be that she’s hard working. Perhaps this is only because she’s especially critical of her own weaknesses, but at least she’s not completely unmotivated.

Bio

Essi was a normal kid born into a normal family who lived a normal life…or so she states. Obviously, something must have happened in her life to land her in the forest of the kemonomimi.

Personal Details

Weapon of Choice: No physical weapons


Notable Possessions: Hair clips, Headphones, Fountain pen, Gloves, One volume of the "Noctes Atticae"


Likes: The night sky, Strawberries, Spicy foods, Miso soup, Pudding, Bellflowers, Heliotrope, Cats, Hair pins, Small accessories, Books, Music


Dislikes: Pickled foods (especially pickled radish), Overly sweet things, Chocolate, Milk, Dirty things, White noise, Rain


Hobbies: Collecting hair pins, Observing the habits of other people, Cooking, Reading, Calligraphy


Pet Peeves: Uncleanliness

Abilities/Physical Notes

• Abilities
• Physical Abilities and Weaknesses

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  -Sparks - Finger Bullet: By going into a stance similar to the drawing stance for kyudo, Essi is able to form something like an arrow made of concentrated electricity. The problem is that with her current level, much of the arrow’s energy is dispersed before it even reaches the target making it more for stunning rather than damage for now. This ability actually works better when used with an actual bow. [Finger Bullet -> Stinger -> Arc Shot -> Crescent Shot -> Siege -> Fireworks -> Wolf]
  
  
  -Static - Flow: By building up electricity in her body, Essi is able to deliver shocks to those she touches while using this ability. [Flow -> Shock -> Lightning Step -> Baldur’s Mark]
  
  
  -Static 2nd Path - Surge: Discharges electric sparks into the surrounding area. The potency of this is extremely dependent on the terrain/environment. Essi’s version of this ability is more for flashy purposes and has no real use in combat as the electricity is too loose. [surge -> Discharge -> Ring Shot -> Hunter’s Brilliance -> ???]
  
  
  -Level 5 Ultimate Skill - Hunter’s Sigil: After charging up an enormous amount of energy and further amplifying it with magic, Essi fires a single arrow into the sky which forms a bright sigil. This sigil produces a rain of lightning spears which decimates the area underneath.
  
  
  
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  +Hunter’s Concentration: Having trained in kyudo for several years, Essi’s aim is almost always spot on when it comes to archery or thrown objects. While this doesn’t mean that she’ll always hit a moving target, it still helps to have good aim.
  
  
  +Martial Arts: Although she isn’t a master or particularly high rank, Essi has tried out several different styles of martial arts. People call her style odd as she doesn’t really stick with a particular style and just uses whatever technique she likes, but she honestly doesn’t care as it gets the job done just fine anyway.
  
  
  -Still Needs Work: Essi is extremely bad at switching from far range to close combat. Also, despite having decent experience in martial arts, it doesn’t always amount to much when dealing with kemonomimi who are naturally physically stronger than humans.
  
  
  -Multiple Targets: With the single hit nature of a majority of Essi’s magical abilities, she is best at dealing with a single enemy at a time. As a result, Essi’s weakness is that she has a hard time dealing with multiple targets at once. It would be fine if she could just deal with each target one after the other, but dealing with all of them at once is something that she cannot do.
  
  
  

General Skills/Proficiencies

• Good at cooking
  
• Observant to conversations, facial expressions and body language, making her decent at telling whether or not someone is telling a lie
  
• Is capable of remaining level-headed in most situations
  

Extras/Notes

• Estelle’s crime is honestly just being in the wrong place at the wrong time
  
• Essi is the type who would need some convincing to prove that the kemonomimi are real
  
• TBC…
  

Quotes

"If this is my fate...then so be it. No matter what the world throws at me, I will endure, survive and carve my own path."


"Please don't cause more trouble than you already have..."


"Then tell me...what is truth?"


"Fun? This isn't a game..."

Etymology

Estellise means "twilight star" while Xuraleia means "night flower"


Real life meaning? Honestly, I wouldn't know since Estellise is simply from Estelle which means star and Xuraleia was me putting random letters together.

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"There are just some mysteries in life better left unsolved."



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General Information


Name


Calista Lorea Desislava


Formal Title/s


Scatterer of Brightened Dew


Age


28


Gender


Female


Sexuality


Demisexual


Race


Kemonomimi - Petite Feline


Tribe


Eyes of Tesra


Date of Birth


Mar 12


Place of Birth


Hell Forest - Shore of Frozen Ashes [North]



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Personality


Calista is someone who essentially has a very keen sense of self. She is aware of her faults, her flaws, her charms and her greatest strengths, and accepts them all the same. Those are simply the pieces that ultimately make up her entire existence, pieces that no matter how ugly, broken, or even damaged they may be, she will keep close. With such an understanding, Calista often carries a silently brewing aura of undeniable confidence as she prowls through the more narrow paths of the forest. Head held high, the feline has very little to be ashamed or fearful about - perhaps it is this quality within her that draws trouble towards her in challenge.


Like many of her kin, Calista can often be one who likes to slowly move along the path of life. Unwilling to get things done swiftly, Calista would much rather laze about, and enjoy the afternoon sun rather than tend to the duties that are demanded of her in timely fashion. The feline is often stubborn when she believes that she is in the right, or when she absolutely refuses to go along with the plans that she simply cannot agree with. When in such a mood, Calista easily retreats into a more regal, and majestic persona, seeking to intimidate and perhaps fool herself into position of power. Like she'd ever admit to her indecisiveness to others out loud.


She is unlikely to share most of her thoughts, a more guarded and private person she is, but if one can truly reach to her, they can easily tell the feline's mood and even her intentions with simply her body language and through the eyes her tribe is so famously known for. Calista is undoubtedly someone who's very prideful, but just quiet enough to not pass off as obnoxious or immature. A godsend, many would tell you.



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Biography


Calista was born just beyond the embrace of the forests, on the dry sands, with the moon hung in the high sky. It was unheard of for one of their tribe to do such a thing, to bear one of their own beyond the reach of the leaves that offered them all their haven. Calista has never been told the whole story, so sadly, she too is left in the dark about this matter. She believes that it was just something that happened at the wrong time and wrong place for now, though the rest of her kin seem to be puzzled over the matter at times as well.


However, some also suspect that Calista simply did not belong in the tribe. The unorthodox lack of birthing ritual aside, many within the tribe were wary of her, of someone who was an outsider, no matter how her blood may have connected her to the roots of the clan. There was a reason that the forest beared the ominous title of 'Hell'; they hardly received visitors, and should any that resemble as such dare to enter, it was very unlikely for them to reach deep enough for the tribe's scouts to catch a sniff of them. So Calista's arrival, some had said, was an omen of sorts, of things to come, though in a larger, and perhaps worse, magnitude.


Such a belief was worrying, especially when Calista began to grow up. Many still held onto doubt even as they handed the girl her very first bow, reluctantly accepting the fact that she was one of them, and thus was to be taught as one who shall become something greater with the rest of tribe. For a while, everything seemed to be fine. Calista had made friends here and there; the wary looks and doubt something only the older kin concerned themselves with. For a few years, Calista easily proved herself to be one who was truly born within the embrace of the leaves, settling some of the more aggressive of those who were concerned.


However, as she neared the end of her teenage years, there was one glaring and blinding difference that set Calista off from the rest of the tribe. One so great that those of her age had also become very concerned with Calista's position within the tribe. As those who grew up with her eventually reached adulthood, their eyes brimming with a different kind of life, a foreign power that signified their coming of age, Calista herself remained 'powerless' until just very recently. And unfortunately, in only her left eye



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Geography

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Warrior Profile


Physical Abilities

Light Body


Due to her natural build, Calista is just generally light all around, allowing her to quickly twist, turn or spring as needed. She is quick on her feet, her hands perhaps even faster. It is also easier for Calista to balance herself, righting herself while in mid-air most times.


Feline Senses


While not as strong, or predatory, as other feline, the petite feline don't fall behind when it concerns smell or hearing. For Calista though, as is a trait within her tribe, their eyesight is undeniably much stronger than most land-prowling animals.

Unbalanced Vision


[some confusing parts will be explained up ahead] As of this moment, Calista has one normal functioning eye while the other is bestowed strength. Somewhat uncontrollable, when the ability does flare up, the feline has little to no experience fighting with A) one eye, or B) double-like-vision, and as a result is handicapped whenever this incident may occur.


Defenseless


Not exactly the best hand to hand combatant, while Calista has done a considerable amount of training, mostly basic self-defense, she along with many others are among the weakest when left on their own without a bow and arrow in sight.

Power Abilities

Hunter's Divination


The one thing that proves if one belongs within the tribe are the eyes of their fellow kin. Everyone in the tribe has the eyes that can show the future, if only mere seconds, shadows, of it. It's one of the more protected secrets within the tribe, not all of their flexibility and uncanny ability to slip away relies on their natural instinct, they've been cheating, and they don't plan on telling anyone anytime soon. Calista only has the left eye, the other yet to come, but already the eye itself flares up more often than not, surely whoever shares the burden with her can balance out and make use of the ability.

Rippling Rush


A buff. Depending on whatever the receiver decides to use to apply physical harm, Rippling Rush generally applies a heavy weight to the victim or target when the receiver lands or hits its mark. With arrows, while it may pierce - or bounce off - the strength will initially hit before spreading, rippling, all across the target's body - as best as it can of course. It works so much better with actual body parts though. Calista uses this to spring jump easier and for longer airtime. [Water Element.]

Equipment


Bow/Arrow


Throwing Knives


Rain Cloak


Water Shards


Water Shards: Clear stones found at the bottom of the inner rivers. Those who are aligned with a certain element use it to leave some sort of trace, of themselves, within the stone. Some use it to track, leave trails, etc. Depends on how proficient you are with your magics.


Items


Ankle bracelet


Gloves


Rabbit Tail Charm



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Misc. Info


Likes


Napping . Sunlight . Fish . Chimes . Birds


Dislikes


Snow/Cold . Swimming . Rats/Mouse . Headaches


Favorite Time


Afternoons


# of Fish Caught: 71



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"Le WIP - Pulling of A Magic Trick - STAY TUNED"



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Title

General Information


Name


Eivind Vieno Salvatore


Alias


AGN Evans


Age


23


Gender


Male


Sexuality


Asexual


Date of Birth


August 7


Place of Birth


Norway


Occupation


WIP


Last Known Location


New York



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Personality


Evans is someone who looks and acts like a complete arrogant douche. It's natural for him to simply swagger into the most odd and even dangerous of situations with nothing more than a devilish grin, while hiding concealed arms all over his body, of course. His confidence, arrogance, stems from the fact that Evans is someone who never acts unless he has compiled all the necessary information regarding the situation. He is someone who, despite his shit eating grin, is very throughout, intelligent, and flexible, and that's without adding his capabilities into the equation.


Even as a young child, Evans had quite the insatiable thirst for the unknown, the hidden things, and the knowledge forgotten by most. One could say that he was a curious child. However, as he grew up, his life was cluttered by normality, shackled by society norms. It was frustrating to even walk upon the streets and simply watch the other people actually settle for such an unfulfilling life. And so, he set off on his own, determined to find whatever it was that would bring some sort of color in his otherwise very dull world. Evans is ultimately someone who is very selfish, and priorities himself over most things, without too much regret.


Some way or another, he eventually made his way to the underground, and it was then that color had finally made its way into the greyscaled world he lived in. Twisted, and unshackled, Evans grew to be someone who was very efficient, good at finding the weaknesses, the failures, the flaws and trapping those who thought they were untouchable. Of course, seeing as he made it this far, he has his own set of codes to follow, allies who've he's made understandings with, but even so, Evans refuses to settle for mediocrity, aiming only to prosper.


He always has something up his sleeve, even in the most dire of situations, he often claims that he's only wherever he wishes to be.



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Biography


Growing up was boring. Evans had very little interest in mingling with other people, too impatient to watch and hear them spin their stories. Learning was something that he did with glee though. As a curious child, he was often praised as a bright child, obedient and well liked by the teachers who honestly would've liked just about any quiet and listening child. He had little troubles with other students, only keeping his distance, not liking the idea of getting mixed up with people who grated his nerves more often than not. However, as he moved onto high school, his apathetic and silent smug attitude was picked up, and rubbed against the wrong people.


The altercation left a hefty dent in Evans' records, but he cared little about it. It was honestly the first time he had experienced an adrenaline rush, where the unknown, the unpredictable outcome, had wrapped around his mind more tightly than any stupid math equation or chemical formula could have ever hoped to. He became addicted to such a high, and so he continued on, right from where the fight had ended. It began with simply provoking a few knuckleheads here and there, until he got his hands on a few burner phones. He thoroughly enjoyed the year where he had continuously sent some 'harmless' pranks, pictures and messages that, as stupid as they sounded, were creepy as fuck at times.


Once he graduated though, his primary target - who wasn't stupid enough to not recognize the devouring smile on graduation night - had moved on and Evans was left bored for quite some time. He moved on then, to educate himself further in whatever direction he pleased. Only this time, he didn't settle for too long, fed up at last with the unfulfilling life he was leading, he began digging around until he stumbled upon just the right thing.


Disappearing from the world entirely, he moved himself underground, and began his life anew. He wasn't there just for the excitement, no. He found a purpose, he found his own way to socialize with the people who had no need or want to spin their tales for themselves, people who craved the same kind of knowledge, people who would fight for the right cause. It was enlightening, and honestly, he would rather prefer it here, where no light shines through, rather than the outside, where the light had blinded and lied to him for such a long time.


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Evans was friends with a few people from Vigilance, a ruthless organization well known for gathering information and using it to strike deals, negotiate ... honestly, something that Evans did most of the time, though he could only ever dream to have such power and confidence to pull off something against more powerful people. He was recruited for a bit, as he was recommended by the few that he knew. He had taken on the name AGN - Aegean - while on such trips for the organization, and the many others he had come to know.


However, on the last recent run he made with the rest of them, a simple in and out to capture a runaway target, it seemed that the target wasn't as helpless as they would have liked to think. At the last possible second, it was revealed that they were ex black ops. Yeah, they were way over their heads on this one, they had retrieved the information and Evans had at least a 15 minute cracking at it before they were all captured. The rest hadn't read the information that Evans had - he wasn't done and they weren't bright enough to even understand the bits and pieces let alone connecting them - and were killed. Evans though, had only been told, "You're going on a trip. You've read about hell, now let's see you crawl through it."


Well then. No better way than to walk through it yourself, right?


Crimes : Several International Disturbances - Aiding of Unnamed Organized Crime Groups - Messing Up Operations - Theft - Hacking - Found Info About UnMapped Island [To Be Terminated]



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Title

Underground Profile


Physical Abilities

Street Brawler


There is a distinct difference between official matches, drunken brawls and actual street fighting. You pick up invaluable experiences on these streets, how to fight dirty, slip away fast enough, and more importantly, how to avoid getting knifed - too much, or in anywhere important at least. Of course, there's also a difference between wildly swinging and getting in close enough for at least one good punch. Thankfully, Evans is of the latter. Anyone's who's had actual training - textbook style, scoff, eye roll - may face a bit of trouble, but can still soundly kick his ass for sure.

Ninja In Training


First thing street kids learn is to find all possible escape routes no matter where they may be, or heaven forbid, go to. Thankfully, with a height advantage over some, Evans can not only spot them as well as any street brat, but actually go through with the escape plan with a few extra minutes to spare most of the time. It's a bit of parkour, but not as incredible sadly, but he can blend in much better that way, so it's a win win.

Opps.


Shit aim. It's not like he was ever hired because he was needed to get something dead. Of course, guns are something more of his game, but it doesn't help by much. Hand him a ball though, a spear, a coin, a pencil or anything as such, it's bound to go way off. Even the fucking fish the pond don't get to eat because this guy ends up dropping it on his feet or the other side of the small koi pond.

Ugly Duckling


When fighting, Evans is often stationary, never really moving all around too often. Only his hands move, his legs every so often. His balance and physical flexibility is only sub-par. Perfect target for backup snipers and the like - in kemonomimi I guess.

Magical Abilities

Stigma


[Fire Punch][Active at Beginning]

Azure Streak


[Flare Blitz][MUST LEVEL UP]


Seeds of Despair


[bombs][MUST LEVEL UP]

LV 5 ULTIMATE


Giralda


[His fire doesn't die off, he has to expel enough flames to scatter everywhere before being able to command the leftovers and whatever he has left to surge upwards, covering an entire area in complete flames. He can't aim with this attack, only pushing everything he has, everything around him upwards in a devastating blast.]

Equipment


Items



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[A Murder Of Corviknight]

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Character Name

Altair Altan Cináed

ALL-tah-eer AL-tahn KIN-ahj

Race, Tribe, Hometown, etc.

Race: Kemonomimi -- Vermilion Bird


Tribe: Will of Hestia


Hometown: Valley of Springs, Mountains of Ethern


Title: Tempest

Sex

Male

Age

26 (looks 19-22)

D.O.B.

April 30th

Height

5’ 10”

Fighting Style

Weapons: None. His tribe didn’t use weapons in combat due to traditional and practical purposes. Their talons are the greatest weapons.


Dominant Hand: Left Handed (naturally), Ambidextrous (learned through lots of pain from grandpa)

Bio

Wall of text

Personality

Altair, like most of his tribe members, is not a stranger to giving hospitality. Though he’s pretty

very possessive of non-material things, when it comes to material things like toys, books or his bed, Altair is plenty generous. Which is probably strange when you remember his habit of collecting random things that interest him. If you ask him about the contradicting traits, Altair would probably just give you this confused look as if you had just asked if the sky was green. It’s just who he is. He likes giving things. And he also likes finding things. In his head, there’s not much “but” to it.


He’s also one of those dreadful morning people. All happy and ready to go with optimism seemingly oozing from their pores. Sometimes, you’ll find him cracking jokes at the most volatile people as if he couldn’t tell they they want to kill him.


But no, he’s not a ditzy idiot who doesn’t know what to do when life spits out it’s curveballs. He’s just someone who knows what he wants or does want and steamrolls over any obstacles that get in his way. This almost...merciless trait of his is probably what made his tribe members worry the most. His habit of stopping at nothing until he reaches his goal could very easily turn dark.


So it gave the elders a great sense of relief when their wildcard youngster started to develop a protective streak for his precious people over his curiosity. It didn’t keep him completely out of trouble of course. The elders couldn’t dream of trying to stop the driven youngster from attempting to explore every nook and cranny of their valley. But it did, keep him from making their deepest fears come true. Something that, now, he wouldn’t even dream of doing. Turning against his tribe.


After all...it has happened to them before.

Warrior Profile

• Physical Strengths
• Weaknesses
• Power

• Fast as hell Altair and his tribe members are well-known for their swift wings and feet. Light and speedy, the Will of Hestia are a hard bunch to catch with their honed reflexes and senses. It’s not a great and miraculous skill for members of the Will of Hestia to perform feats of acrobatics both on the ground and in the air.
  
  
  Hits like a bitch While with just raw strength alone, the Will of Hestia members can’t beat an elephant, they can pack quite a punch when they utilize their speed. Coming down with all the talons on their hands and feet, the tribe members are quite vicious for ones with such light bones.
  
  
  Avian senses While the tribe’s sense of smell is clearly lacking, their sharp ears and eyes make up for the handicap that many other tribes don’t have to deal with. Their sharp and finely tuned sense of hearing lets them hear a vast range of sounds while their eyes lets them see great distances and detail. The tribe cannot, however, see in the dark.
• Ow Altair (like others of his kind) have horrible defensive capabilities. Probably none, in fact. Yes, they can heal at a rapid rate. But rapid healing rates don’t help when you’re all disoriented and cringey from the pain.
  
  
  Too noisy Because of their sharp hearing, the Will of Hestia members are particularly susceptible to harmful sounds. It often leaves them disoriented and unable to properly fly until they get their full barings.
  
  
  Altair use roost! Especially since Altair is still pretty young for his kind, he uses up his magical reserves quickly compared to the older members of the Will of Hestia. Thus, he will be often seen taking advantage of someone’s shoulder to take a well deserved nap. This is more likely to happen if he has to heal himself or others.
• Hestia’s Grace: It’s an ability that’s exclusive to the tribe, Will of Hestia. Technically the ability is mainly passive because it’s main function is accelerated self-healing of the body. But Hestia’s Grace can be used on others through direct contact or the tears of those born to Will of Hestia. Members of the Will of Hestia will often use the more difficult method of forcing tears to heal others because it takes less effort and consumes less energy. During emergencies, members of this tribe will heal others with the more energy consuming, but quicker method of energy transfusion via direct contact. (Mainly fire element) At the moment, Altair has trouble with the direct contact method. (Even with the crying thing he uses up a lot of his own energy to heal. Not as energy efficient as he should be.) ...So just let him cry on you or something...
  
  
  Tempest’s Acceleration: A mainly wind with a dash of fire affiliated ability. It’s a basic buff that Altair, and many avian kemonomimi, likes to use during travels or even combat because of it’s usefulness. The ability lets the user fly faster and longer by supporting and pushing the user along with warm winds generated from the beating of their buffed wings. However, even though buff brings speed, due to the light and warm nature of the ability, it’s not very useful when going against stormy weather. Altair prefers not to use this buff during combat because it’s hard to suddenly jerk backwards or attempt a tumble when you’re flying 50-80 mph.
  
  
  Raging Talon: An enhancement ability that’s mainly fire based with a potential to be reinforced with the wind attribute. This ability lets the user coat their hands/talons/feet with fire or even fire and wind if they’re determined enough to learn to control and balance both attributes. Though the concept of the ability itself is rather simple, learning the ability seems to be a difficult progress for Altair. With just fire, the user has to make sure that they can coat their body part or object evenly with the enhancement to maintain stability. The difficulty of this task varies depending on how large the surface area is and how much power is going into the enhancement. The larger the surface area and the more power is going into the enhancement, the more difficult it is to maintain the control needed. ...So Altair is not going to get anywhere near that extra wind buff. Maybe never.

Misc. Info

• Likes and Dislikes
• stuff

• Likes
  
  
  • Fish eyeballs
    
  • Food (this includes rats, voles and many other rodents, unfortunately)
    
  • Sunning himself
    
  • Soft blankets
    
  
  
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  • Eating bugs
    
  • Cold
    
  • Squishy perches
    
  • Restrictive clothing
    
• More stuff

Extra

• Quotes
• Extra Facts
• More refs

• ”Patience is a virtue-...oh...well. Heh. Well I am pretty amazing aren’t I-...DAMMIT YOU DISTRACTED ME AGAIN.”
  
  
  “Hmm...why don’t we try something fun~”
  
  
  “...I can’t eat bugs. So pass me those fish eyeballs.”
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[A Murder Of Corviknight]

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Character Name

Iris Alstroemeria

EYE-ris AHL-stro-eh-me-ree-ah

Race

Human

Sex

Female

Age

20

D.O.B.

February 13th

Height

5’ 4”

Fighting Style

Weapons: anything sharp, knives (wants to try out a sword though)


Dominant Hand: Right handed

Bio

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Personality

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Powers

• Physical Notes

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• Singular Magical Notes
• Level 5 Ultimate

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Misc. Info

• Likes and Dislikes
• Signature item
• Gift
• Medium/Gift

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