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~Name
~Age (equivalent to 18+ human years)
~Gender Identity
~Sexual Orientation
~Race/Species
~Appearance (Drawings or Realistic please)
~Primary Magical Ability
~Bio

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Alia Grundin
~63 (equivalent to a 19 year old human)
~Demon
~Female
~ Bisexual
~ Fire Magic
~5’ 8”
~140 Lbs
~ Similar to many families, Alia’s parents were not expecting their daughter to be born with a scarlet colored gem in her hand. She would be the first mage to be born within the mountains where her village resided. They were more confused than they were happy. Throughout her life she was reminded that she wasn’t going to get special treatment because she could use magic, not that she was asking for it. She would also soon discover how much her magic was connected to her own emotions. If she was feeling an extreme emotion, most of the time anger, then things would heat up. Many of the other kids her age did not want to be around her in fear of getting burned. That was something she got used too, and eventually she convinced herself that she felt better not bothering herself with other people. News had spread of the Academy to the mountains. Alia’s parents told her that a school like that seemed foolish. They said it was only going to be people running around making sparks fly out of their fingertips. Alia saw it as an opportunity to become stronger. She also saw it as an opportunity to leave the mountains.
~ Alia finds humor in other people’s faults. She doesn’t cause embarassments but certainly wouldn’t help if someone tripped over themself. It wasn’t her problem. She doesn’t like the waste her time on unneccessary things or people. This is partly because of what people think of demons but also comes from how she grew up and how others around her acted. Sure she may fit some stereotypes of a “Demon” but not all. She certainly has a temper but does her best to keep it under control. Keeping her distance from things was one way to do that.

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Name
Ferre
Personality
Cold to those she is not familiar with, and stubborn
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~Name: Riv Alto
~Age: 18
~Gender Identity: Male
~Sexual Orientation: Gynephillic
~Race/Species: Dark Fae
~Appearance:
Height: 5 foot nothing.
Weight: 98 Lbs
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-Exclude the earrings and the necklace.
-Has a Hematite gem.
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-Their about the same size as him
- Can appear and reappear when needed but it takes a while.
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- 1 Is his Combat outfit.
- 2 Is his Outdoors outfit.
- 3 Is his Indoors outfit.
- 4 Is his Sorceer Assassin outfit.
- 5 Is his Travelling outfit.
- 6 Is his Dueling outfit.
- 7 Is his Fae Prince outfit.
- 8 Is his Royal Sorcerer outfit.

~Primary Magical Ability: Destruction Magic
~Bio: He the youngest child of the dark fae Queen and her only son. When he was born everyone was surprised by the grey gem he had although it's not super rare for a fae or even a fae royal to have a gem it was rare for a dark fae from the same family to have 2 children with a gem. His parents didn't know what to do with him until he was 3 and they decided to name him Royal Sorcerer. He was usually liked by his sister's and they were willing to play and share things with him especially since wouldn't be considered for the throne due to him being the Royal Sorcerer already. As Royal Sorcerer he was given a few assignments from his mother usually involving destroying a few things or rivals. When he become 17 he was recommend to go to the academy by someone and after heavy debate with the dark fae council they finally decided to send him there.
 
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Name: Ekic Qlack.
Age: 24 (the equivalent of an 18 year old).
Gender Identity: Male.
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual.
Race/Species: Ekic is an Aarakocran - sometimes known as an Avian - which are bird like humanoids that use their sharp talons and powerful legs to attack and defend, as well as their wings to strike from above. Their eyes exceed capabilities far beyond a human's, allowing them to see prey from literally miles away, and their quick reflexes make them terrifying combatants, if need be - their eyes and agility making them incredible archers. The Aarakocra race originates from the Elemental Plane of Air, but through many methods many Aarakocra have found themselves in the mortal plane, and have established villages atop mountains or high canopies and have lived like that ever since.
Primary Magical Ability: Wind. Hatched with a topaz (that he now wears around his neck) in his talons, it was clear from the start that he had an affinity to the element of Air. Over time, it proved to be more specifically wind, as he showed promise in creating gale-force winds to throw projectiles and enemies around, create wind blasts to knock targets over and also use wind to speed up his own flight. While not magic, he is also trained in hand to hand combat - or, rather, talon to face combat. However, he rarely actually uses his magic.
Bio: Hatched from unassuming parents, in a village living on the cliff face of a mountain, Ekic was shown from birth to be destined for greatness. With a brilliant yellow topaz in his claws, curled around it like he was protecting it, he was immediately sent to the village elder for advice. He was practically attached to the gem - he'd cling onto it for dear life and, if Ekic was torn away from the topaz, he'd cry endlessly for it until he got it back. It seemed to bring him comfort, yet their was something else. The village elder, an old owl Aarakocra, saw that he was probably going to be able to wield magic and, to teach him the ways of good - so that he wouldn't misuse it - enrolled him into what is very similar to monk training. He learned how to bring inner peace to himself, to meditate, but also how to fight like a true Aarakocran martial artist. Eventually, the village elder found out about the academy and thought it would be best to enrol him there, to better teach him the ways of magic.
 
Lyca Doras
~ 18
~ Female
~ Heterosexual
~ Satyr: Lyca’s Village is filled with artisans and craftsman of a multitude of things. Beings come from all over to see the work of the satyrs. Their work is their livelihood and they are proud of their craft.
~ Light magic (mainly in healing)
~ Lyca’s father is one of the great craftsman in her village. He works with his hands to make jewelry with fine details, each on unique. When Lyca was born clutching a bright emerald her parents were surprised. They knew exactly what it meant having met some Mages of the older generation traveling through the village. The day of her birth was the cause for a night of celebration. Not only were her family and neighbors ecstatic that one of their own was a mage but they knew this would bring more travelers to their village. Lyca father had made the emerald gem into an earring for his daughter to wear. He had tried to make it into a pair but the magic protecting the stone did not allow it to be broken. As she grew older she would receive small lessons from the Mages who would travel to the village every couple years or so. They could only teach her little in the time that they were there but she was able to learn some healing magic. Lyca had plenty of opportunity to practice her magic. Many of the satyrs in her village would go to her if they had received an Injury from their work. Her role was important. When she came of age her and her parents knew she would be off to the Academy to continue learning magic. It was a hard goodbye but she was excited to begin her journey in a new place.

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    Name - Amaranth Soora
    Age - 19
    Gender Identity - Female
    Sexual Orientation - Lesbian
    Race/Species - CatFolk
    Primary Magical Ability - Transmutation: Ever since she was a mere kit Amaranth has been gifted in the area of transmutation. It started off as continuous mistakes that she had no control over but as time dragged on she began to hone her talent without any formal training.
    Biography - Born the eldest of her litter to the Alpha of their village Amaranth was pretty much destined to have all of the attention on her, even more so when it was revealed that she was born with a bright red ruby in her hand. No one in the village knew what the gemstone could possibly mean so they only sat and waited to see what would come of it. Until then Amaranth only grew as normally as she could, well for the first few months of her life at least. From the moment she could walk she was like terror on legs. Anything she could reach was transformed into something different from its origin and it caused quite a fuss, so much so to the point of it being a hazard. It wasn't hard to figure out then that she was one of those famed mages. They were tempted to go and seek help from another mage outside of their village but they refused to fraternize with outsiders, so they just learned to live with Amaranth's unexpected. . . quirks. Despite this when she became of age they decided to send her off to Invictus Academy once hearing about it while outside of the village due to business. Although she was reluctant Amaranth went without protest because if her parents thought it was best for her then it's what's best for her. Now with her ruby placed between her eyebrows (a tradition for all the females in her village) she makes her trek to Invictus Academy.
 
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one RP - a superhero, DC style modern setting - he wanted a character with a space armada and another medieval setting a bit like this one where he wanted basically a terminator Superman from the future that had a sword that could cut through everything and was pretty much invulnerable to damage. his excuse was because a few of the characters had mythril weapons.
 
If he’s built up a reputation like that, then this isn’t the thread for him and he can go and find other roleplays.
 
If you really want to continue this, please do it in the OOC tab linked at the top, thank you.
 
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~Maxime Clementine

~19

~Female

~Pansexual

~Human

~Lightning: She can create and conduct all forms of lightning, some with more difficulty than others. The more well known of her attacks is a small floating ball or a group of these balls that pack a powerful punch that - most of the time - knocks out her opponent. The color of the lightning also changes depending on her mood, mostly being one of seven colors.

~Max was found in an alley splattered in blood, a dead body no where in sight. A light orange stone sat in her clutches as the young woman that found her tried to get the attention of a wondering guard. The guard had a message sent to the castle before he began to look the sleeping Max over for wounds. The sight of the stone made the guard panicky, the baby being shoved into the young woman's arms before being shooed away. Time passed and Max grew up being bullied and persecuted for her uncontrollable powers and temper. Her adoptive mother taught her to control her temper, which in turn taught Max how to control her power. She still remained mildly temperamental, her powers sometimes being used to scare others away, or as a practical joke when shaking a newcomers hand. When trying to use this trick on a male newcomer, Max was confused when the man didn't react to the spark only to yelp when the shock was sent back at her. His name had been Tash, an irritable but laidback man that eventually took in Max as a student when she wouldn't leave him be. Max looked up to Tash as a father figure, listening intently to his teachings and constantly challenging him to duels that she always lost. Years later Max went to visit her teacher, just walking into his house without knocking like she normally did. The house was left empty, all but a lone note on the ground telling of a school for mages. In her excitement, she almost left to the school without telling her foster mom or packing. Her journey would be tough, she knew that, but she would brave the dangers and come out on top.
 
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