Fantasy Legacy of the Magera Characters(OPEN!)

[Mitchs98]

This is where the characters live. Any and all Character Sheets should be posted here. No where else! I expect the sheets to be filled out with a moderate degree of detail, which will be detailed in each field. Anything in brackets on the CS should be removed. Sheets will be accepted with a like to free up clutter/chatter in this tab. Any discussions on the sheet itself will be brought up in PM or on OOC itself. Accepted sheets will also be named here with their respective owner. Sheets that have any sort of 'It's a mystery.' loophole in them and nothing else will be automatically denied. The ONLY exceptions are if you wish to play a plot relevant character, in this case a basic outline of what you want to achieve with the character and etc. must be PM'd to me before hand.

That said, if you wish to play a member of the Kaori run that by me as well, as otherwise I intend on having them be NPC's only for the most part bar plot relevant characters.

BBCode is optional but please keep it centered. It looks nicer and prettier that way.

Keep the amount of characters you have to a limit of 4 please! Thank you~!

Skeleton is as follows:

Name:

Age:

Race:

Gender:

Height:

Weight:

Appearance(Anime or Drawn only please~):

Personality(1 para min please~):

Backstory(Ditto!):

Likes(At-least 3):

Dislikes(Ditto!):

Magic(Please be as descriptive as you can if more complicated magic. And not TOO overpowered!):

Equipment:

Skills:

Family/Relationships(If any):

Other

Accepted Sheets
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[Mitchs98]

Realized I didn't put any posting rules in. Here we go~!
1. Paragraph per post minimum please. More is encouraged but not required.
2. Standard RPing rules. No autohitting/godmoding/etc.
3. Try to use proper spelling to the best of your ability, absolutely no use of textspeak or the like.​

 

[TheHufflepuffRabbit]

~ Whoops Still a Bit WIP ~

Name:

Fatality

Age:

26

Race:

Animated Doll

Gender:

Female

Height:

Approximately 6'0"

Weight:

Light as a feather, seeing as she's all cloth and stuffing

Appearance(Anime or Drawn only please~):

"Do not fret. Your queen is here."

"I said, your queen is here! That does not mean that you should zoom in on my eye!"

"That's my servant, Lord Fruiit of the Kingdom of Trees. He doesn't talk much. The footage you see here is me seducing information out of him."

"This is me showing a traitor who's bo--no, it is not a hallucination! What a dreadful accusation!"

Personality:

Fatality truly is an embodiment of madness in the same sense that her father was. A typically quiet young female, she seems relatively sane on the surface. She's steady, unnoticeable from the rest of the crowd, and doesn't seem to pursue any major interests. The only thing that initially seems off about her is how she doesn't have any discernible emotions. She doesn't feel happiness, sadness, or anger the way most humans do. She speaks in a cold tone that almost puts a lot of people off. Regardless, she has a rather flirtatious personality (in a very deadpan way) and knows how to get her way purely by acting sexy. She's incredibly clever and crafty, and has learned when to play innocent and when not to. Of course, you may guess that there are a few problems with Fatality.
For one, she is delusional. Fatality does not remember her real name and therefore refers to herself by the name she has given herself--Fatality. She also believes that she is the queen of a small island nation called Freya's Wheel (note: Freya's Wheel is a type of cheese) and those she interacts with are her subjects. As you may guess, this has given her a bit of a superiority complex, which makes it almost impossible for her to listen to anyone unless addressed as a queen. She holds herself in high regard and is incredibly prideful. Due to her belief that she is a queen, Fatality is incredibly lazy. She believes that other people ought to do the work for her--she'll be supervisor.
Fatality is mad in more ways than that, however. She is a sadist who gets pleasure from watching other people hurt. Since she wasn't taught otherwise, she believes that feeling this is completely normal. She has had psychotic episodes before, usually where she gets incredibly violent. She doesn't think when she does this sort of thing.
Actually, it's questionable whether she thinks at all.

Backstory:

*to be added later*

Likes:

- Cheese
- Being treated like a queen
- Lingerie
- Cats
- Making Deals
- Messing with People

Dislikes:

- Being treated as an inferior
- Glass
- The Unknown
- Those who she considers "enemies"
- Having to admit that she's wrong

Magic:

Temporal Duplication - Fatality has the ability to summon a version of herself from another reality and use her as a shield from fatal hits. She doesn't necessarily care if this other-dimensional version of her dies, as long as it doesn't directly affect her. However, the Fatality in this reality has an equal chance of dying to her other selves.

Equipment:

A shit-ton of needles. Some of them are spiked with poison, others have Magitek where, once they hit you, they electrocute you. Fatality uses them as melee weapons.

Skills:

- Dancing
- Convincing people to do things for her
- Striking deals

Family/Relationships(If any):

TBA

Other:

- She is bisexual.
- Currently living on the streets.
- She has a pet stick. She named him Vlax the Destroyer and claims that he is her best knight.​

 

[One Mean Ghost]

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• The Man
• History
• Magic/Equipment
• Skills/Extras

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  Name: Ki'Tavi
  
  
  
  Nickname(s): Kit, Shadow Thief, Cat-Burglar
  
  Age: 23
  
  Gender: Male
  
  Species: Beast Person (cat)
  
  Appearance: Like most of his kind, he is tall and lean, with muscle tone evident even through his fur, which is astoundingly soft to the touch save for the more coarse hair around his neck. In this particular patch of hair, Kit has been known to store odd small items that he may need for later. Usually these items are "tools of the trade" for a practiced thief.
  
  Height: 6 feet
  
  Weight: 170 lbs
  
  Personality: Ki'Tavi is, well, a tough individual to read. When in a new place, or around new people, he keeps to the shadows, just watching and observing, learning as much as he can before his presence becomes known. Once revealed, he tends to be quite charismatic, using what he learned from his observations to gain the trust of those he was observing. Given he tends to adapt his approach to fit those he's interacting with, it's difficult to tell what's real and what's an act.
  
  The truth is, Ki'Tavi is very slow to trust others and, once that trust is broken, it is nearly impossible to repair. He's also quite opportunistic. If his loyalty hasn't been earned, he has no qualms about using and manipulating others for his own benefit, though he will not turn on those that have earned his trust and loyalty.
  
  
  Likes:
  
  • +Meat/Fish
  • +the wilderness
  • +Animals (except chickens)
  • +Acquiring Valuable objects
  • +Music
  • +Baths
  
  Dislikes:
  
  • -Royals or any of the Nobility
  • -People who look down on Beast People
  • -Vegetables
  • -Chickens
  • -Cages
  • -Broken Tools
• 
  
  "Are you a Man, or are you a Monster?"
  
  That same question had been posted to Ki'Tavi countless times over the years. Due to his animalistic features as well as the overwhelming fear of the monsters that seemed to increase in number every year, Ki'Tavi had spent the entirety of his life living as, essentially, an outcast. He grew up in Aleksa as the son of simple farmers. Unfortunately, they had to live on the fringes of the city, well beyond the protection of anyone in case of a Monster attack. For the most part, his parents were strong enough to handle a monster here or there, and the people tended to grow complacent because it was rare for a monster to make it past them.
  
  When he was eight, however, a swarm of monsters attacked that his parents were unable to handle, and they were slain. He survived by hiding under the floorboards in a special nook his father had made to keep him safe in case such an event transpired. When he emerged, his family's farm was completely devastated, and he was alone. With nothing to live on, he tried to ask for help in the village, but he was turned away at every turn. With hunger gnawing at his stomach, he resorted to stealing, but was caught. Rather than kill a child, something none of the villagers wanted on their conscience, he was branded on his shoulder as a thief and exiled. Apparently, so long as they didn't directly kill him, it was fine.
  
  By all accounts, he shouldn't have survived his youth.
  
  One month after his exile, his magic finally started to manifest. With practice, he found a way to turn his magic into survival. Instead of eating out of garbages, he could stroll right into any establishment and take whatever he wanted without getting caught. Though he had originally just been a poor boy trying to steal some bread, he soon became a full blown thief both with, and without his magic. Spending his time traveling the various Kingdoms as much as his heritage would allow, he took to taking whatever it was he desired because, after all, who could stop him?
  
  By keeping his magic a secret, he was never branded, and by hiding the Thief's Mark on his shoulder, he was never suspected. His infamy grew into something of a folk legend, with parents using stories of the mysterious 'Shadow Thief' to convince unruly children to behave or put away their toys, lest their or their precious toys be stolen next. As a result of this almost folk-legendary status, few authorities took the Shadow Thief as anything more than some madeup boogeyman, that is until his most daring heist.
  
  He'd found out while picking a pocket at the local 'watering hole' that a prototype magitech weapon was being transported to a testing facility. On a whim, he elected to steal it. When the transport arrived at the facility without the weapon, you can probably imagine how furious those in charge were. Of course, they didn't dare leak the information, lest they basically admit that some children's story character absconded with their newest weapon. Thus, Ki'Tavi got off scott free with a weapon they had designated the Rune Blade. Given he considers himself quite terrible at coming up with names himself, he just kept the name. Given the amount of runes covering it, no other name seemed fitting anyway.
  
  Now with a weapon in hand, Ki'Tavi has taken to, on occasion, slaying monsters to supplement his income in addition to his usual thievery. Of course, he tends to do things on his own. That's not to say he'd turn down any chance at a group, it's more like most groups aren't exactly inclined to allow a Beast Person into the group as anything more than cannon fodder. Oh well, it's their loss.
  
  Especially given there's a fair possibility he's probably robbed them the moment they turned their backs on him.
  
  
• 
  Type of Magic: Shadow Magic
  
  Kit's use of magic revolves purely around the use and manipulation of shadows. Some applications of his Shadow Magic are as follows:
  
  Shadow Walk - Kit can completely hide his presence in shadows and move through them completely undetected. However, he is confined to connected shadows, that is, he can't use one shadow to move to one across the room if they are separated by light. This can also be used to hide in any person's shadow other than his own. Leaving the shadow causes a distortion in the shadow that is observable by normal people, should they look that direction, that reveals where he's trying to leave. While completely in the shadows, he is unable to manipulate anything outside of the shadows. It should be noted that he can pass through shadows significantly smaller than his own physical size. He can, provided the entry and exit shadows are connected, throw an object in a shadow and have it exit at a different point. Distortion rules still apply. While in a shadow, he can access anything that would otherwise be in his Shadow Pocket
  
  Shadow Snare - If he attacks a person's shadow he can 'pin it' and immobilize that body part on the owner. Planting a dagger into a shadow's leg, for instance, renders that leg immobile as if pinned in place until the dagger snare is removed. Daggers to vital points on the shadow renders the owner completely immobile until either the shadow moves away from the dagger due to shifting light or the dagger is removed. If something is planted in the shadow's heart, even the user's magic becomes immobilized. Cuts to a shadow, rather than immobilizing it, cause pain to the shadow's owner, even if no visible wound forms.
  
  Shadow Pocket - His shadow can be used to store items. The downside is he can only get to those items while he can get to his shadow. Often times he can reach into the shadows in his pocket to access these items.
  
  
  Equipment:
  
  
  Rune Blade:
  
  One of his most infamous heists. He stole these prototype magitech weapons while they were enroute from the labs to the proving grounds. Fortunately for him, they were fully functional. He took the liberty of testing them for the good researchers. He just never got around to returning them. These are special magitech weapons that are able to change form, making them perfect for fighting the growing monster hordes as per their original design. The magitech runes on the weapon give it different properties depending on its form. This is what he knows about the various forms thus far:
  
  +Pistol form - The base form Kit keeps stored in the pouches on his hips. These pistols fire nonlethal stun rounds comprised of ambient mana. Although the ammunition is limitless, the weapons can overheat and be rendered unable to fire. Although there is an edge to the weapon, it is not sharp. Because they fire mana instead of explosive bullets, it is a relatively quiet weapon with rounds that make a soft 'pop' sound on impact.
  
  
  Rune Effects: Mana Absorption, Mana Discharge​
  The runes on this form, in essence, are what allow it to function as a firearm. It absorbs ambient mana from the air and discharges it as rounds. These rounds, as they are not explosive, make very little noise on detonation. However, the mana discharge is quite potent as a concussive force on impact. In addition to the concussive pop, these rounds hit very much like rubber bullets. That is to say, they hurt like hell...​
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  The mana absorption and discharge process, though, generates heat. Too much heat and the weapon becomes unable to fire without the risk of it backfiring and harming the user.​
  
  
  
  + Dual Swords form - Kit's preferred form for these weapons. It allows him to use both blades independently. In this form, the edges of the blade are sharpened to a lethal edge as the sole effect of the runes on this form. There is little that they cannot cut through. They are made for pure offense.
  
  
  Rune Effects: Sharpest Edge​
  The blade in this form glows as a result of the runes. This glow is a sign of mana sharpening the blade to an edge that can cut through all but the strongest of defenses like butter. These blades can, though, be parried even if outright blocking is ill-advised. The biggest drawback of this form is the Sharpness Paradox. That is, if these blades ever touch each other, their Sharpest Edge effect cancels each other out, rendering the blades useless for several minutes. At that point, they are no better than a club.​
  
  
  + Blade Staff form - The Defensive form, this allows him to spin it like a staff and keep constant movement. This form is particularly light and notably the fastest form thanks to the effects of the runes. However, in terms of offensive damage output, it is the weakest of his blade forms due to losing its sharpness in exchange for a lighter,faster weapon. Spinning the staff with sufficient speed can generate defensive barriers whose strength is dependent upon how fast the weapon spins.
  
  
  Rune Effects: Repelling Shield​
  These runes are triggered by spinning the weapon, which creates a circular barrier over the spinning weapon. In short, it's a round shield with a diameter equal to the length of the weapon. The faster the spin, the more effective the barrier to nullify incoming attacks. Particularly weak or ineffective attacks run the risk of being deflected back at the original user.​
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  The biggest drawback to this form is it's lack of offensive potential. Since the Sharpest Edge is not in effect, the blades are not as sharp, meaning that these blades can be more effectively blocked and countered.​
  
  
  + Claymore form - The heavy hitter. The slowest form, but if he hits anything with it, whatever he hit is gonna have a seriously bad time. The runes increase the weight of this form substantially as well creating a concussive blast on impact. As a result, it can dish out some serious damage, but it is incredibly slow and unwieldy. Kit can barely swing the weapon in this form from a dead halt.
  
  
  
  Rune Effects: Weight Increase, Explosive Impact​
  The runes in this form increase the weight and destructive potential of the weapon. However, because this weapon was a prototype, the calibration for weight was not perfect. The intent was to create a weapon exactly the right weight for the wielder to use, but instead the weight is set such that no matter who picks it up, it will be extremely difficult to swing from a dead halt due to the variable weight of the weapon. The trade off is that the physically stronger the wielder, the more devastating the Explosive Impact. This is triggered whenever the claymore strikes an object. It creates an explosive, concussive arc in the direction of the swing. (Ex. Wind Scar - Inuyasha) Due to the improper weight issue, though, it is extremely difficult to swing the blade with enough force to trigger this move from a dead halt.​
  
  
  Other Equipment (Stored in Shadow Pocket unless otherwise specified):
  
  + Assorted throwing knives/stars stored in his over-sized sleeve. Count: 15
  + Thief's Tools (Lockpicks stored in neck floof)
  + Camping Equipment
  + Appraisal kit
  + Cooking supplies
  + Catnip hidden in his boot ("for my glaucoma")
  + Several changes of clothes
  
  
• 
  Skills:
  + Because of the quirks of his magic as well as his upbringing, he is a Master Thief.
  + Due to his race's physiology, he is naturally quick, agile, and immensely acrobatic.
  + He is a skilled fighter, though he tends to actively avoid open conflicts as it draws unwanted attention to himself.
  + Manipulative.
  + Heightened senses.
  
  Extra:
  
  
  
  
  • +Ki'Tavi bears the mark of a Thief on his shoulder, usually hidden by clothing. A reminder of his younger days before he grew skilled with his magic. (see right)
  • +The more coarse fur around his neck is often used for him to store small items that he may need if he doesn't have access to his shadow pocket.
  • +Although he doesn't smoke Tobacco, he has been known to enjoy smoking a little catnip from time to time.
  • +Particularly offensive smells or exceptionally grating sounds can stun/immobilize him.
  • +His favorite meal is Fish with Milk.
  • +He's a cuddly drunk
  • +When particularly pleased, he will start purring.

 

[Solemn Jester]

Name: Sod

Nickname: Sad Sod

Age: unknown

Race: undead

Gender: Male

Height: 6’1

Weight: Dead, I mean 280lbs

Appearance:

Personality:Ever feel like rolling over and dying? Giving up on life, and just letting despair drive you to insanity? Well that's Sod for you. He hates life, hates people, hates a lot of stuff. But he hates himself most of all. He feels like life's going nowhere for him, and that it's all pointless anyway. He constantly questions his existence, and always spouts the most depressing things. He's constantly frowning, and never stands straight. He doesn't show much emotion beyond his normal depressed manner.


He always seems tired, like he's had a long day of work, even when he's just woken up. His movements are sluggish, and lacking of life. He's never happy, has no sense of humour, and hates anything cheerful. He envies those who are happy, and optimistic. But he also envies the dead, since they no longer have to suffer the burden of life. He's cynical, and pessimistic, always seeing the bad in the world. He has little regard for his own life, or the lives of others. He doesn't care about anything, or anyone, and only does what's necessary to make it through the day. Always looking forward to a nice death.

Backstory: Have you ever woken up from a dream, and just wanted to pass out again? Like it was just such a great dream, and you were so cozy that you couldn't pull yourself out of bed? But then some asshole comes in your room, and jerks the cover off of you!? Like it affects them if I sleep in! Then you want to punch them in the face, but you don't because you don't have the energy, and you know they have good intentions. So you drag yourself out of bed, and go through the day grumpy, annoyed, and hating everything. Just waiting to lay back down in your bed, and drift off into sleep again.

That's basically how Sods feels about life as a whole. He was happily swimming in the river Styx one dreary moment. Then the next thing he knew he was being pulled back to the realm of mortals. This plus the fact he was being pulled about by a little girl made him question his sanity. Of course she seemed just as surprised about his situation as he was. He had no idea who he was, nor what his past was. He only had small glimpses of foggy scenes that seemed to depict him hanging out with several other individuals as they battled hordes of monsters.

Other than confusing Sod this also helped him remember his name. He honestly had nothing better to do being newly resurrected, and the girl who had seemingly saved him from being devoured by giant birds insisted he travel with her. So he agreed, not seeing any reason to go off on his own.

But as time went on he began to grow slowly more depressed. It wasn't long before he was attempting to kill himself. Usually thwarted by his traveling companion, or his new undead body. Even when he tried to get others to kill him they either refused, or just screwed up and ended up killing themselves. Thus far he's still alive, and he's taken to not trying to kill himself as often. Instead he waits for the prime opportunities. So no one foils him. But everything isn't so bad, his traveling companion certainly is interesting. He almost enjoys her company for some strange reason. Either way now he's simply trying to find some way to die. Not that he's sure it's even possible. But as they say there's only one way to find out.

Likes: Dying, Solitude, Darkness, watching people die

Dislikes: life, People, Light, people who can't follow directions

Magic: Undead body: While this isn't a magic it is a result of magic. Thanks to this he's been revived as one of the undead. He has no sense of pain, and thanks to this he has nothing holding back his full power. However this also means if he's not careful he could over do it and wreck his own body. Which would require him to be put back together, or even have his body replaced. Thankfully the only sure-fire way to kill him is to destroy his brain.

Eye for an eye, Voodoo magic: This is a form of Voodoo magic that works well with his undead body. If a foe looks into his eyes (whether they have eyes themselves or not) then any injuries he takes will also be reflected onto them. So basically if you look into his eyes and someone stabs him you also get stabbed.

Equipment: Nothing but what his companion forces him to carry. He's not allowed to have any weapons. She says its for his own well being. Ugh.

Skills: playing dead: thanks to the fact he's already undead. The act of playing dead isn't all that hard. So basically I he ever finds it necessary he can just pretend to be a lifeless corpse.

Dead man's song: while he doesn't do it often. Sod has a wonderful singing voice. It's often said to bring tears to those who hear him.

Perfect memory: although he can't remember anything from his past. Ever since being reborn he's had no issue remembering anything. He can everything in a book the first time he's read it.

Baiting: Sod is the perfect bait, for one reason or the other monsters seem to be drawn to him. Perhaps it's his scent? Either way it helps to attract and trap monsters, or even animals.

Taking a beating: Sods great at taking a beating! Since he doesn't feel pain it doesn't bother him. Plus his body's so tough that it takes far more to keep him down than most normal people.

Tantalizing Torture!: Being undead Sod can't really taste anything. Nor is there much point in him eating anything. Since he can't starve to death. But, it seems that Sod has some sort of gift when it comes to culinary arts. He's a master of cooking! Even if he cant enjoy his delicious meals. He still seems to be able to cook most anything. Oh how cruel fate is..at least Nom can enjoy it.


Family/Relationships(If any): Family is unknown, But I suppose you could say he and his traveling companion are friends. (Whatever Mitch ends up naming his girl) Mitchs98

Other: Thanks to being undead Sod doesn't require any food or drink. He can even survive without air. So long as his brains still intact he can live.

When Sod woke up he had a strange black book attached to him. It was full of strange scripture which besides for a few words he couldn't understand. The words he could understand being,” awaken.” As well as,” reflect.” Both of which seem to be related to his magic. However so far he's found no answers as to what secrets the book may hold.

 

[Mitchs98]

Name: Nomura 'Nom' Nozo

Age: 22

Race: Draco Draco are a sub-race of dragon humanoids, or dragonoids, that more closely resemble humans than most do. This particular species of dragonoid are usually quite large in stature, easily standing a foot above your average male. Generally size dictates strength, females being shorter than males regardless of strength. Those more inclined with physical strength are generally the taller and bulkier ones, those with magical prowess are usually the smaller more petite and lithe size. There are exceptions to every rule, rarely a 'runt' is born that's a mix on either scale or generally strong with magic though still far shorter than your average Draco. The exact cause of this isn't entirely clear, rumors about it circulating to do with diet, the state of the mothers' health, and a whole host of other reasons. Though none have been tested as to whether they are true or not.

Gender: Female

Height: 4'8

Weight: 96 lbs

Appearance:

Personality: Nomura is often seen as rather calm and somewhat stoic on the surface, the Draco girl generally always having a neutral expression when she isn't speaking or being spoken too. Typically speaking this isn't often the case. While yes, she is generally calm when she isn't engaged in a conversation and simply roaming around, she often acts quite childish and immature. She's prone to small tantrum fits from time to time if especially angered though generally this requires quite a lot of teasing or generally upsetting her for it to happen. She's more often than not rather kind to others unless they manage to get on her bad side, which unless you're trying really hard to do so is actually quite hard to do.

Backstory:

Nomura growing up had a rather rough life, being one of the rare runts out of a family of Draco. It wasn't that she wasn't strong at all or anything like that she was simply small and therefore looked down upon by the rest of her village and to a degree even her parents. It didn't seem to bother her, at-least not entirely. There were times it got to her and the girl got into a few fights though generally speaking she learned rather quickly that she simply wasn't big enough to fight others of her kind, at-least not and succeed. By the age of sixteen the girl left her family and village to strike out on her own, at first being taken as a child though luckily her village did have some form of identification for her to prove otherwise.

Early on she took up work in a bakery always having had a fondness for baked goods, cakes in particular; which is where a fair portion of her extra money went into. Later on she would learn about her magic when she was tasked with going to a neighboring town to gather supplies. She was attacked by a weak monster that breathed fire, though small all Draco were trained to fight with some form of weapon; she herself using a sword. Luckily for her she was roughly the same size as it and thus rather easily fell it. Something afterwards however compelled her to eat it, rather than cooking it over a fire like a human likely would she herself tore into it rather violently and ate it as it was. Even still it wasn't normal, she seemingly almost inhaled it.

Rather shamefully afterwards she found out she could breathe fire as the monster had...though this was found out by burning down a sizable portion of the forest she was in. Fleeing the blazing inferno that was when she figured out she possessed a somewhat potent magic. In an effort to train it further she would begin taking up more tasks that involved getting supplies for her job, thus making it more likely to encounter a variety of monsters to encounter and eat. Over the years she would get better and better at this, and more used to eating the monsters on a whole.​

Roughly two years ago Nom would join up with Apex and start carrying out missions to hunt down specific monsters for her funds rather than working at a bakery. Illegal, more dangerous, but more profitable and working for a cause other than stuffing peoples faces with baked treats. One year ago would be when she came across her current travelling companion Sod, a rather odd suicidal man she still to this day isn't quite sure why she keeps around. Nonetheless she would find Sod amidst a pack of Albio, a rather fierce large bird that eats anything that it can take down in a pack. Unfortunately for this particular pack of Albio they never anticipated a small Draco girl to come across them and eat them instead. Dragging the unconscious Sod away she tended to his wounds and set up camp, the next morning insisting that he travel with her seeing as he seemed rather useless at best.

Thus for the last year they've been travelling together, more often than not Sod ending up as bait on the missions while in-between Nomura kept him from trying to kill himself. All in all a rather interesting companionship indeed.

Likes:

Cake
Rare/Exotic Monsters(They taste better.)
Rain

Dislikes:

Too much heat
Monsters with useless abilities
Feeling/being useless


Magic:

Gorge

Note: These abilities WILL be actively kept track of in a small spoiler/side bar during the entirety of the RP. I will be using dice/an RNG of some kind to ensure that it's fair and that I don't simply pick the best thing from each monster. More often than not Nomura will have abilities that make her somewhat useless/entirely situational, and even more often not have any 'magic' at all.

Nom's magic, aptly named Gorge, encompasses a nearly limitless array of abilities. However, these abilities are determined precisely by the monster that she eats. Each monster has their own unique set of abilities that they give her. Some of them even including temporary body modification. More powerful abilities fade away more quickly while weaker ones tend to stick around longer. Regardless of which all abilities fade away after a certain amount of time has passed also influenced by how long and often they're used. While Nom typically gets every ability a monster has to offer if it's too much for her mana pool to handle or if the monster itself is simply too powerful she can get only a select few or none at all, this holds true for any monster. She's not guaranteed to get what she wants nor a full ability set, however this can be reset/re-rolled by simply eating another monster.

If it's an ability or monster she hasn't eaten before her ability to use said power is often hindered greatly and far below it's normal strength. However if it's a more common ability and one she's versed in using she's often able to do so more powerfully than the monster that she ate to obtain it from.

Insight

Being a Draco, a typically wise race, Nomura is able to analyze a particular monster to find potential weak-points and in some instances the abilities it possesses. Though this requires that she observe the monster rather than pummel it, so the information stored on a monster-by-monster basis is usually quite slow.
Equipment:

Nomura carries a Draco Runic Blade that's been enchanted with Wind Runes etched along the side of it to make the blade lighter to wield than it normally would be, this is done to make it easier for her to wield with her small size. Unfortunately this does detract from weight as a whole, making it lack the weight required to pierce the hides of stronger monsters easily.

Alongside her blade Nomura packs a Magitek Pistol that fires medium powered bolts of damaging energy. It can fire approximately twenty rounds before needing to swap crystals to allow the previous time to recharge, usually taking two days to do so, or thirty if absolutely needed. However firing thirty drains the crystal entirely, causing it to shatter once popped out of the cylinder and thus be rendered useless.

Weaponry aside Nomura carries a pack that has minor healing supplies, a water canteen, and generally some kind of food. Also included in her satchel is a special set of cutlery that she uses to make the task of eating monsters quicker(Not that it's not already a bunch of blurry motions whenever she *does* eat).

Skills:

Nomura is an excellent baker, having worked in a bakery for several years she knows how to bake just about anything provided she has the ingredients. And thus during her down time she often bakes at the Apex HQ for her team-mates and some of those around town.

Nomura can be...rather convincing. By this she typically continues to pressure, poke, and prod until she gets what she wants. Not always successful however you'd be surprised at how many people get fed up at a short woman constantly nagging them for something and give them it to make them go away.

Let's face it, Nomura is small. While chubby, she's still small. And thus uses this to her advantage to slip through crowds and get into places larger folk wouldn't ever have a chance of getting into.

Family/Relationships: Travelling Companion/Caretaker of Sod Solemn Jester

Other:​

 

[SidTheSkid]

"Haha! Another monster worthy of being cut down by my blade!"
~ Declan K. Nolan ~

• History
• Is Written
• By The
• Victors

• Name:
  Declan K Ó Nualláin or last name “Nolan” for short.
  
  Age:
  31.
  
  Race:
  Human
  
  Gender:
  Male
  
  Height:
  6’5” Imperial, 195.58 Metric.
  
  Weight:
  283lbs - 128.36kg
  
  Personality:
  Declan K. Nolan is a garish and headstrong warrior who flourishes in a scuffle! Tenacious and overly exulting, he will rarely ever turn the other cheek on the enemy and is easily motivated into anger when it comes to things he dislikes. He displays a wider range of emotions than just his well-known violence as he's known to be full of joyous delight one moment and deeply saddened the next.
  Though his brash judgment may be questionable to some, his fierce heart is often in the right place and he usually knows when to be practical.Though a force of absolute destruction on the battlefield, Declan is profoundly tethered to his alliances. He is severely devoted to those associated with him, often labeling them as his brothers or sisters, and wouldn't so much as hesitate to trade his life for theirs. Because of his overprotective attitude it often prevents him from trusting others as he is rather expeditious to chastise outsiders that his friends tend to welcome.
  
  Backstory:
  "What a better way to kill a monstrosity than another one, disguised in human-skin." Declan also known as "The Devil's Hunter" was born into a desolate village surrounded only by close members of his family and a couple of neighbors that settled down on the farmland. Childhood wasn't what you considered ideal as there was always a hardship of being brought up on a struggling farm, whether it be the soil not wanting to produce any of the crops or the continuous downpour of hail or snow that plummeted against the ground making it inhospitable for creatures, plants, and just about anything. Nevertheless despite the hardships he was still able to find some form of entertainment besides shoveling horse manure around the field, at that age you'd have to find a hobby without any other kids to play with, and that he did. Swordsmanship was the very thing that brought happiness to the young boy, locals would always find him messing about with nearby twigs/branches he'd find strewn about the yard, pretending they were mighty blades and attempting to mimic the local guardsmen's techniques with finesse! Rarely would he ever get to truly practice with his blade work until an opportunity to presented itself in the form of apprenticeship underneath a well-received individual whom only went by the name of 'Wulf'. That man's very appearance commanded respect through his sheer size and the expansive armor shielded around his physique, few would approach him because of it, all except for the aspiring young swordsman who bravely asked to be taught how to wield a true blade like the one he carried upon his back.
  
  At first Wulf simply shrugged off the boy, a haughty glare before letting out a puff of air before walking away from him, only a second glance would change his mind after looking over his broad shoulder and into the boy's determined eyes, something about that fiery look expressed throughout his face showed value, a future of greatness that lied in the beating heart of that child. With potential like that, he felt he'd be a fool not to train him in the art of combativeness. Although Declan's training was nothing short of grueling, this absolute beast of a man had no lack of forbearance as to him anyone underneath his wing would receive the same treatment. Age, Gender, or race did not matter but what did matter was loyalty and worth. Each day he'd put the child through the 'ringer', demanding perfection out of his swings, parries, and foot-work but anything short of that would be deemed as inexcusable, if he wasn't able to carry out a task with perfection then he would have to be forced to do strenuous physical labor but not just any kind of labor, ones that involved him being strapped with a ridiculous set of weighted armor that proved to be a burden for him, let alone any fully-grown adults. From night til' early morning would this continue, Declan's muscles would ache unspeakably as he carried out what was asked of him. His body felt as if it were drug through a shoreline full of jagged rocks, each one burying into his skin and creating a scorching burn that would be everlasting. But still he would keep going, holding back tears and any emotions that would falter his way through these challenges until Wulf had taught him all that he could teach him, vanishing soon without a trace after teaching the boy all he could. If only... If only he had stayed for another day before those beasts attacked the village, all of them even his parents were slaughtered mercilessly by these wretched monsters as he cowered away underneath the floorboards, showered in the blood of those that raised him.
  
  He couldn't help but shake with undeniable fear, what could a simple boy like him do against... Blood thirsty monsters such as them? Scared and lonely, all he could do was lay in a fetal position, watching one of the beasts claw at the wooden floorboards, tearing its way through the planks just to get to him. Just as he was about to meet his fate at the hands of the monstrosity, everything faded away to black as if he fainted... That familiar roar of anguish scraping against his lungs as he heard the cries of the monster, sounds of cold-hardened steel bursting through flesh over and over again. Declan didn't know what took over him... Instinct? Courage? No, it was pure undeniable rage that forced him to open his bloodthirsty eyes, staring into the lifeless ones of the corpse in front of him. By the time he was done stabbing that creature in the chest it was daybreak, with his wrath subsided and all alone he was forced to fend for himself, taking his father's horse and beginning his new pursuit of revenge through life.
  
  Hoping that one day he'd find those nest of monsters and slay them all.
  Mitchs98
  
  Likes:
  Heavy Drinking! Wine, ale, and you name it! Anything that’ll make his cheeks red is good enough for him.
  Fighting, it’s all about the fights when it comes to him. Nothing serves as more entertaining than a good battle.
  Phenomenal meals that compliment his mead are always sure to put him in a good mood even when he’s upset.
  Loyal animals such as dogs, cats, or other domesticated creatures always have a soft spot in his heart.
  Beautiful men and women are capable of lowering Declan’s guard.
  
  Dislikes:
  Inhuman monstrosities, abominations that are known for merciless actions are almost-immediately on Declan’s bad side.
  Combatants that used ranged weapons on him tend to aggravate him even further.
  Stuck-up snobs such as nobility. “Pompous jackasses, the lot of them!”
  Weak adversaries. “Not even worth my time if you cannot provide me with a decent challenge.”
  Thieves. One of the few reasons why he has to keep checking his luggage every now and again, those damned sneak-thieves trying to rummage through his belongings!
  
  Family/Relationships:
  Unknown, depends if anyone wants to be a relative of his.
  
  Traits/Misc/Other:
  Has a Bisexual orientation.
  Extreme passion for hunting monstrosities.
  Tends to find fighting against humans boring.
  Wulf is a reference character to Beowulf.
  Spoiler: Wulf's appearance.

  
• Magic:
  Transcendence Through Blood:
  Transcendence by using blood as a medium, usually by drinking, smearing it on themselves, injecting or even bathing in it and thus gaining an added increase to one’s conditioning. Attributes such as strength, endurance, or so forth become invigorated through the essence of blood. Furthering Declan’s capabilities and pushing them far beyond their ‘natural’ level; making them even more dangerous in almost any combative situation.
  
  Applications of Blood include but aren’t limited to:
  Suppression of pain - Declan can block pain at will, he’s incapable of feeling pain and becomes highly resistant to physical pain of any kind, allowing him to think clearly and continue to move despite grievous injury. He is able to think clearly, continue to move, ignore torture and generally function in situations where pain would disable a normal person.
  Pushback Resistance - Rather straightforward, Nolan is able to resist being pushed back, preventing him from being moved backwards, falling or being blown away by his opponent.
  Unquenchable Rage - “Everyone, dies! None shall be spared!” After being covered in an enemy’s blood or his own, Declan is capable of tapping into a state of unusually powerful rage that continues to grow unless calmed by an ally. Through their rage he can face great physical pain and psychological trauma and will refuse to surrender, literally using their anger to fight through the pain, possibly up to the point of cheating death and pushing themselves past their own limitations. Their rage can also act as a makeshift source of power for their strength.
  
  Skills:
  Masterful on Horseback:
  “Ah yes, Wrath my always faithful steed! There’s nowhere me and her don’t travel.” Both him and his war-horse share a great bond together enabling Declan to ride Wrath without any issues, gaining a height/distance advantage over an enemy.
  Expert at Archery/Throwing:
  As much as he hates to admit, he’s pretty decent at this talent. Only using it for those trying to lob random crap at him from a distance. With one premeditated toss of a spear, Declan can easily pierce his foe’s chest.
  Intermediate Swimming:
  “Use to swim quite a lot as child but because of this bulky body of mine, i’m not sure if i’m that good anymore.”
  Subpar Charisma:
  When it comes to social situations he almost always comes off as arrogant but has a tendency to have strong bonds with those like him.
  Poor Sneaking:
  “Bah, forget this sneaking crap! I’ll just pave my way through them with my blade!”
  
• Declan’s Equipment/Horse Equipment:
  Hades Broadsword:
  Tis a weapon worth mentioning! Crafted by those known to be prominent in the art of Blacksmithing. Around 56 inches, it’s only an inch longer than the overall length of a Scottish Claymore, its weight is approximately 52lbs/23.58kg making it a Hell of a weapon to carry or to be hit with. Other than the remaining fact that it’s a large weapon, there’s nothing out of the ordinary to be expected out of this blade, it’s sharp, big, and dense! Blocking such a behemoth sword would prove to be very unproductive unless they’re very qualified in strength. Parrying or dodging is strongly advised for those that are struggling with his blade.
  
  Gladiator Plate Armour:
  Known for its devilishly sleek appearance, Declan’s Gladiator Plate Armour an extraordinary one-piece uniform that is able to be slipped on over his body without any issues, to prevent it from somehow sliding off or being too loose it’s mainly fastened with latches across his midsection, securing it with straps to prevent him from stopping his advance during battle. Sharpened blades prove little to this armor, blunt objects such as war-hammers are far more effective against this.
  
  Wrath Horse Armour:
  As shown through multiple battles, Wrath has almost always worn some kind of barding at all times as to protect the living creature from being wounded or worse. Offensive measures such as outwardly facing horns are used to prevent those from climbing atop his horse, not to mention being used as a devastating blow when it comes to charging into hordes of monsters/people.
  
  Miscellaneous :
  Silk robe/blanket - Often draped around his bulky shoulders in cold environments or just wanting to show off, it can be used as a warming utility during harsh nights outside.
  Canteen - For thirst purposes!
  Matchbox - Full of highly-flammable sticks, used for creating campfires.
  Medium-sized Dagger - For very close encounters or for utility reasons.
  
  Horse Miscellaneous:
  Traveling bags are wrapped around the saddle of this majestic beast for long-distant journeys through the kingdom which include a numerous amount of useful supplies.
  Outdoor equipment - Couple of crafted iron poles and a bunch of tarp, a tent used for two if need-be. Prevents insects or wind from bothering the inhabitant.
  Longbow - Sometimes used for battle but is mainly used for hunting.
  Medical supplies - Self-explanatory, used to treat wounds.
  
• Physical Appearance:
  Distinctively known for his carmine-colored hair shaped around his head like the mane of a Lion, Declan is a unique individual that stands far apart from the ordinary human. Features such as his scar-concealed skin and his overdominating physique tend to make challengers shy away from him, that and he weighs nearly twice the average adult does.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

 

[The Regal Rper]

Enavari Krau Treklyrr​

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• The Matugna
• History
• Persona
• Items & Magic
• Misc.

• 
  
  
  Originating somewhere during the Rise of Magera, the Matugna are a race of humanoid beings that have unique features, traits, and abilities that stem directly from one of the six clans a Matugna comes from. Between all Matugna, their color spectrum tends to focus on cool colors (such as blue, red, purple etc). Each clan in turn has its own traditions, markings, and unique abilities that usually differ greatly from their siblings, and each Matugna from a specific clan is usually known to acquire an ability pertaining to telekinesis. The name Matugna, broken down goes:
  
  

  matu- living / person
  
  uigna- energy​

  
  Matugna: Person of Energy
  
  Matugna call themselves this, because they believe that they were gifted with the unique ability to tap into the world and draw out its force by directly utilizing its energy to manipulate and create an effect with their surroundings or themselves. This belief particular stems from the minor abilities each clan has in telekinesis, and these abilities are viewed as sacred gifts that were given to their 6 ancestors and passed on to them from times dating to Before Magera. It is also heavily believed by the Matugna that if it weren't for these unique abilities, their species, would've died out long before the heroes of Magera emerged.
  
  Races
  - Yi' Matugna (Yithu Matugna)
  
  -Bry' Matugna (Brythag Matugna)
  
  - An' Matugna (Anra Matugna)
  
  - Hok' Matugna (Hokir Matugna)
  
  - Krau' Matugna (Krau Matugna)
  
  -Vi' Matugna (Viryu Matugna)
  

  
  

  Krau' Matugna

  Krau' Matugna, are Matugna that have the ability to teleport. Out of all six Matugna clans this is one of the hardest abilities to learn to use, and it is stressed heavily by elders, that this ability should never be used without strong concentration or focus- else the result could lead to death. Krau' Matugna, are trained how to begin using this ability at the age of 6 like all Matugna are, and their training is said to be complete at 18. There are of courses variations or the occasional difficulties with this where some tend to complete their training later or never end up completing it due to complications or other issues, but a Krau is said to have achieved completed their training only when they are capable of teleporting like it was second nature.
  
  Note: Very few Krau truly master this ability.
  
  Most Krau'Matugna have horns, very few have tails. In the Krau'Matugna clan, it is believed that those with 6 horns, are directly linked to Krau, the teacher of all Krau and the founder of their clan.
  
  
  
• 
  Six years old was a giant stepping stone for Enavari. Despite the harsh conditions, despite the troubles life threw at them, and despite his family being stranded on Zeino for forty years after dealings and betrayal stole all they had- Klux, his father, was determined to instill the teachings of their clan. And so one day on one hot afternoon, Enavari found himself being whisked away to begin his training. The only problem was he was absolutely horrible at it. Unable to focus, distracted by even a butterfly, and awful at following instructions, Klux who acted as both a single father, provider, and occasional mugger, decided to postpone his son's training after a full week of trying, in exchange for teaching him how to hunt. Interestingly enough, hunting, a trade of their family's for centuries as fishers back home in the lower rings of Kaori, was something Enavari picked up quite well.
  
  Too well. Because the boy had a knack with nature. A manifestation of magic that Klux first realized when his spawn found a deer they had lost sight of by simply sticking his head against the ground, closing his eyes and just listening to the earth. At first, he'd thought it was coincidence and tried to test it out, four days of successful bagging and Klux, new his boy had a special talent. And that is where his friend, Kazam came in.
  
  Kazam was a bald, short, perpetually blank-faced, dark skinned man with strange markings of yellow and gold along his body. Kazam, was a druid. And Klux's first friend whom he'd saved during his first hunting expedition with his own father stretching all the way back to his youth. With Enavari's horribly attention span, yet strange talent in magic, Klux and Kazam came up with a plan to cultivate the boy's skills in sharpening his focus to not just teach him magic, but to help him learn the Way of Krau. And as far as Enavari can recall, his first day of training in Nature Magic, wasn't just awful- it was exhausting.
  
  Kazam, was a relaxed tutor. Klux, was a strict and harsh one. While Kazam nurtured Enavari's skills in magic to hone his senses with his surroundings, Klux, honed his boy's body through intense training by deliberately putting him in situations where he literally had to ensure he did something for his own survival. If he wasn't being made to learn how to steal without getting caught halfway, breaking into a house at night without causing a racket or finally grasping the Way of Krau then he was learning how to track monsters with his magic, discovering how to listen to what his surroundings had to say, or learning how to communicate with the land to his advantage.
  
  At 16, Kazam's training was cut short due to personal business arising for him to take care of and thus more time to spend was allocated to spend with father. Time spent with Klux was nice, but Klux was a austere man who's focus fed more into survival and teaching his son the ropes of Zeino and how to survive in the scenario he was gone. Fun wasn't often a thing they had together, family connections themselves had grown distant and harsh over the decades, and so when Klux eventually died from a infected wound around the time Enavari had turned 18 it was just him on his own for three more years before Kazam returned. Spending those three years alone had been difficult at first, but not as bad as things could've been had he never had been taught the things his father had made him learn. In fact if it weren't for his father, Enavari was sure he would've died long long ago.
  
  
• 
  Enavari, once boisterous and loud, is now just jubilant and easy-going. Happy to be alive, and happy with simply what he has. Not one easy to anger, also one of thick skin from the harsh tongue lashings he received from his late father, Enavari cares not for the opinion of strangers and values honesty no matter how harsh sounding it may be. Cautious but amiable, carefree till proven otherwise, Enavari takes to heart the things he's learned in his past and so as not to shame his father he has a strict code of bettering himself so as not to slander the Krau name. Having lived in the slums of Zeino since birth, he understands quite well when it is necessary to have allies, and when it is necessary to keep a distance from potential enemies.
  
  
  
  
  Likes
  - Buzz Peppers
  - Water (Because Dying of Thirst)
  - Hunting Monstrosities
  - Magitek
  - Bad Comedy
  - The Occasional Company
  

  
  Dislikes
  -Swindlers
  -Useless Upper Crust / Useless Nobles
  -Monsters That Want to Eat Him
  -Monsters In General
  -People That Steal His Stuff
  -Having His Meals Interrupted
  
  
  Family & Relationships
  - Klux Krau | Father Departed
  - Tu Krau | G-G Departed
  - List of Relatives In Kaori | Unknown
  - List of Cousins in Zeoni | Possibly Dead
  - Kazam the Druid | Alive
  -Akia | Friend of Klux & Kazam | Alive
  
• 
  
  
  

  Magic: Earth Magic
  Seismic Sense : Enavari can sense vibrations in the ground by focusing. By blocking unnecessary noises out he can feel the vibrations in the ground and detect objects, people, animals, or monsters by focusing on these vibrations. He can also send utilize his own magic to communicate with the earth by sending out mana through the earth to get a feel for his own surroundings. This gives him the ability to see in the dark despite his tribe lacking the ability in doing so.
  
  Mineral Shift: A form of earth magic that focuses on manipulating minerals. This allows Enavari the ability to manipulate land with his will and concentration. He can manipulate a circular radius of twenty feet to shift himself or others in any direction, as well as manipulate the earth to create constructs such as miniature walls to create a defense or offense.
  Limit: Can only manipulate a weight of 520 lbs. Anything above this puts a physical strain.
  
  Sink Hole: Enavari can manipulate minerals in the ground to create holes. This is primarily used for escaping scenarios when he needs to.
  
  Camouflage:: By utilizing magic to deflect light, Enavari came make himself invisible. This particular skill is draining to cast and uses up quite a bit of his reserves to utilize.
  
  
  
  
  

  Equipment
  + Kruxar & Hixar: Rune based single-hand axes, that belonged to Klux. It was enchanted with the magical ability to return to is owner's hand at call and had the ability of staying in place till a worthy owner claimed it. Apparently, Enavari was worthy enough to take it instead of selling it.
  
  + Blades of Craw: Two cheap daggers Enavari has had since he was 15. Kept sharp and clean to prevent them from dulling and becoming useless as their price is worth very little overall.
  
  + Jack of Champs: A magical jacket with the durability to withstand a good stabbing from even your most crazy gang of hoodlums.
  
  + LiSoap: This fruity smelling liquid concoction isn't just good for maintaining proper hygiene it's also good for squirting in a unsuspecting eye.
  
  + Canteen: Because dying of thirst is awful!
  
  + Hive: A rune based staff with the ability to release electrical pulses that create a shocking effect when used when active. Requires Magic To Utilize Shocking Effect
  
  +Null Gloves: Gloves that contain their own dimensional pocket realm and can store a multitude of items. These gloves feed of magic to work and can only be activated by magic users.
  
• 
  
  
  

  Physiological Traits & Abilities
  +Tail Dexterity: Enavari's tail is 3'9'' and is as slim as a thin bulky stick. Despite it's (incubus like) feature he is capable of using his tail to grab, toss, or pick up stuff anywhere from 10 to 120 LBS. The dexterity of his tail is similar to that of his hands, meaning he is just as capable of using it for anything.
  
  +Horns & Pointed Ears: Horns and pointed ears are a common trait among the Krau. Not all Matugina tribes have these features as some tend to look more humanoid in appearance.
  
  + Way of Krau: Teleportation is called the Way of Krau. Unlike your usual teleportation, Krau's teleportation work somewhat differently in that one must extend the energy within them that allows for teleportation to other living beings, items, and objects. This means that when Enavari teleports, he's going from one place to another but he's extending energy to all his clothes and equipment as well so he doesn't re-appear somewhere naked. Enavari, can only teleport 60 yards in any direction so long as he has the place he desires to go to in mind, and is not distracted he will be there.
  Limit: At max he can only teleport 2 living entities at a time.
  
  +Energy of The Matugna: The natural energy all Matugna posses and the unique energy that grants them the ability to perform whatever telekinetic feat associated to the clan.
  
  + Enhanced Sight: Is a common ability among all Matugnin.
  
  + Enhanced Reflexes & Dexterity
  
  
  
  

  Skills
  + Bo-Staff Expert
  
  + Situational Adaptation
  
  + Tracking Expert
  
  + Advanced Blade Wielder
  
  Extra
  + Enavari has never truly had the opportunity to eat sweets.
  
  + Hugs are never welcomed.
  
  + Do not touch the tail. It is extremely rude to do so without permission.
  
  + Enavari has yet to receive the tattoos of the Krau and has yet to master the Way of Krau.
  
  + Buy him a meal and he'll be your buddy for half an hour!
  
  + Nudity, does not bother Enavari in the slightest. You tend to see it in certain places of Zeoni anyway.
  
  + A surprisingly light sleeper.
  

 

[LeSoraAmari]

Alexander George Jameson
‘Alex’

Age
16 years

Race
Human

Gender
Male

Height
5’6”

Weight
142lbs


Alex is a young teenage boy, standing at a height of 5’6” and weighing 142lbs. He is slim but toned, with adequate muscle to him, and he generally carries a very confident and proud posture. His eyes are a very light brown in colour, and his hair a light pink. His appearance is generally very well kept and groomed, as he likes to always looks his best and there are no signs of any scars or marks on his body. At first glance, Alex comes off as incapable due to his appearance as a whole, he looks and is young, especially young for somebody with such a reputation and renown in their profession, and perhaps even the whole country. Alex has a baby face, and he looks as though he is about 12 years of age, however, he is not. For attire Alex tends to wear clothes that supply adequate protection from the weathers and attack, but he focuses on making sure that his gear is the best for his career. He enjoys looking smart and well kept, and that has seemingly impacted how he looks on the job too. Just from his appearance alone, you can tell where he hails from.

Personality
Alex, the “Britanic Genius” is a very happy-go-lucky and kind young man, with a very innocent yet very serious outlook on life and a strong determination to cause an impact on the world. He is very patient, carefree, and most of all, intelligent. Despite his young age, his intelligence is first class and it continues to develop more so by the day. Alex loves knowledge in all of its sources, and he is always striving to further increase his own although, there is nothing he loves more than being able to share his knowledge with those who need it. Alex absolutely adores his nation and it’s culture, being very passionate and opinionated about it and at times, has shown to get quite annoyed when people insult or mock it. In general, Alexander detests violence. He deems it unnecessary and doesn’t like any kind of violent profession, or even races that revel in it, mainly the monsters. He believes that everybody has the right to an education, and often goes around distributing books and learning equipment to the poorer communities wherever he travels should they want it. Whilst Alex is very kind, he can get extremely serious about things. And while patient, certain things can blow his fuse almost entirely, resulting in him doing out of character things. Despite that he is phenomenally composed at times, and will often use his enhanced intellect to shut down or scare away any critics that come his way. Although he enjoys sharing his knowledge with anybody, Alexander tends to keep to himself, and thus he works alone the majority of the time. But, he is VERY easy to talk to and get along with.

Backstory
WIP

Likes
Tea
Animals
Research
Exploration
Knowledge
Britania
History
Magitek
Inventing
O
His family


Dislikes
Abruptness
Thieves
Incorrect facts
Ignorance
Rudeness
Violence
Monsters
Being forced/having to fight
Kaori

Magic
Ferrokinesis;

This type of magic focuses on, and revolves around the manipulation, accumulation, and control of metal within its entirety. The user is able to utilise this magic in order to shape and create dangerous projectiles, to even creating near impervious shields that can’t be broken easily. As this branch of magic focused on metals, anything created/manipulated by the user features great thermal and electrical conductivity, as well as great durability. Metals can be bent, unrelentlessly hammered, and even pressed permanently out of shape but are capable of maintaining a resilient strength and never breaking or even cracking in the slightest. As well as being able to create their own metals, users are able to also manipulate pre-existing metals found anywhere within the world, and with metal being almost everywhere; from being in the ground we walk on to even the very buildings we live in, to other everyday items, weapons, and the like, there is always a resource nearby that the user can access. Personally, Alex has a mastery over steel and iron, and an expert level with gold, being able to accumulate these at will and using a pre-existing resource of these to improve its power and other attributes. Any other metal, Alex can still manipulate, but only with a source nearby.

Alex has a great amount of capability with his magic despite his young age and hatred for combat, and he is forever improving and growing alongside his already impressive skills. He is capable of manipulating and creating metals with ease and for a variety of purposes, as well as changing its properties for various gains/purposes. Alex detests fighting, he is isn’t the fighting type but he can most definitely handle himself. He will only ever fight when necessary, and tends to use his magic for menial things in order to help him in his day to day life.

Weaknesses
- If subjected to very extreme heats, the metal can melt (some easier than others, can still be manipulated in molten forms but will not be a durable defence)
- If subjected to sheer colds, frozen etc then the metals can become exceptionally brittle.
- Vulnerable to magnetism (except gold, which isn’t magnetic)

Equipment



Alex doesn’t really carry much equipment on his person, despite the numerous scrolls and books that he usually has on his person. However, Alex does always carry around with him a very large golden metal staff, that is traditionally given to members of his family with each one being unique to its wielder, as it is fused entirely with the sole wielder with them being the only ones able to utilise it. The staff is magical, and it enables the owner to fuse their magic with it for numerous effects. On top of this, Alex does carry various magitek equipment that can be used for his scholarly and adventurer lifestyle such as grappling hooks to night vision lens attachments.

The Oracles Eye



This piece of magitek is one of a kind, many prototypes have been made in order to mimic it but none have succeeded. Alexander got this piece of first class magitek from his teacher as a gift when he was 14 years of age. This magitek takes the form of a contact lens that is permanently inserted into its owners eye, giving them enhanced vision in nearly all aspects, being able to zoom in and out, thermal/night vision lens, lock targets, track targets, scan items/objects for weak points and even for general information about said item or even person. Not only that, but it also has a scanning device inserted into it as well as a memory core that stores all knowledge that the eye has seen (via books, scrolls, letters, verbal conversations it’s owner has, key historical information and a vast array of magitek/Magera information and more). The Oracles Eye has its own built in AI, whom of which is known simply as The Oracle (O.R.A.C.L.E Artificial Intelligence Unit .01). She is a vastly sought for piece of magitek that of which is in Alexander’s ownership, and as a scholar, this equipment aids him EXCEPTIONALLY well. Due to The Oracle, Alex has a great depth of knowledge at his disposal, and it is why he is so smart and a sought for researcher as well as a very renowned citizen, despite his young age. The Oracles Eye is inserted into Alex’s left eye, and when not in use, appears identical to his right eye. However when it is in use, it’s true appearance shows.

Skills
Alex is exceptionally smart, beyond smart for somebody his age. He is an excellent tactician, and can read a face like no other.

He has excellent skill with his magic, being able to use it effectively and in almost any situation, but he detests combat almost entirely and thus, hardly ever used it for combatative purposes unless absolutely necessary. Alex is exceedingly agile and quick on his feet however, able to slip out of sticky situations without drawing attention to himself and getting into a brawl.

He is a young scholar, archeologist, and adventurer, and a fine one at that, dubbed one of the best in the Kingdom of Britania, and one of their smartest citizens. He is exceptionally knowledgeable and is actually quite sought for, however he prefers to keep to himself, although willing to lend a hand and help those who need it. He will gladly share his knowledge, and is always striving to find more.

He is VERY persuasive. Alex is a very silver tongue and generally is not afraid to barter/persuade somebody for his gain.


Family/Relationships
TBA
-Unamed Mother
-Unamed Father
-Edward Jameson (Older Brother) Jackaboi )
-Henry Jameson (Older Brother) Solemn Jester )
-Nazura Jameson (Sister-in-Law) Kyuubey

Other
-Alex calls his AI ‘O’ for short.
-He has the dreaded ‘little brother syndrome’, much to his siblings’ dismay
-Alex is actually the smartest person in the whole of Britania, and one of the smartest in the entire world, he is a child genius and sought after due to his intellect.
​

 

[Jackaboi]

(WIP)

Just call me Ed, Edward's just so pointless!

• Basics
• Personality
• Backstory
• Likes and Dislikes
• Magic and Equipment
• Relationships
• Theme Song

• 
  Age:
  18
  "Yeah I'm legal! ... To Drink... You can drink at 18 in the other regions too right?"
  
  Race:
  Human
  
  Gender:
  Male
  
  Height:
  5'9
  
  Weight:
  179Ibs
  
• 
  Personality:
  Edward is that type of guy that acts like he doesn't have a single care in the world, while his younger brother is an academic genius and his older brother is wise and experienced. Ed will always aim to go against the system. Holding a personal grudge against the Kaori and their rule, his willingness to "follow the rules" has severely dwindeled. But personal grudges aside he would also be known as the brother... And by "fun" I mean he's just a plain idiot. He somehow manages to find a way to make a fool of himself, never thinks twice about his actions and... to put it bluntly... He's a bit of a pervert too. "Chivalrous..." Right... However just like anyone else he does have his good points, the most noteable of which is his natural talent with music, as a matter of fact, music happens to be the nature of his magic. Thanks to this he is able to play whatever instrument he wants! His favorite of course being the guitar he had since he was a kid. He still cares about his family too, despite acting like he doesn't. So in a way he's irresponsible yet caring at the same time.
  
  
• 
  Backstory:
  WIP
  (This'll be a backstory related to other characters in the rp so much discussion must take place!)
  
• 
  Likes:
  Music
  His guitar
  Teasing his little bro
  Showing off
  Ladies
  "Don't get the wrong idea!"
  
  Dislikes:
  Being teased
  Being outsmarted by Alex
  Being told what to do
  Harm coming to his family
  The Kaori
  
• 
  Magic:
  Music Manipulation:
  This could also be considered as a subvariant of sound magic, however for the magic to work there needs to be some form of beat, or a catchy tune. As long as some kind of instrument is making some form of music, Ed can turn it into a weapon. He can manipulate the music in all kinds of ways depending of the type of music playing. For example, upbeat music can offer abilities to either enchant the speed of his allies or even materialise the notes into physical objects and fire them at enemies as if they were bullets. Further into the manipulation of the physical music notes, Ed can also reform them into temporary instruments. This is an absolute necessity since it's impossible to play his songs with a guitar alone.
  
  However the effectivness of his magic is very dependant on the catchiness of the song, the amount of instruments playing and how much his magic reserves can handle it all. Not only that but this is a supportive magic, so unfortunately Ed is lacking in proper damaging attacks, especially considering he will be vulnerable while he's playing his music too. One more thing, the enchantments are only active while the corresponding song is playing, should Ed be distracted or disrupted in any way then the enchantment will end until he can get back to playing again.
  
  Rock Music - Rockstar:
  Enchantments:
  + increased attack power for allies
  + Slightly increased movement speed for allies
  
  Description: This is Ed's first and favorite song, increased speed and attack power helps to get the advantage at the start of a fight and hopefully keep it From there. The downside to this song is that Ed is very vulnerable in this position as the song requires heavy use of his guitar. If the enemies can get past his notes and allies, Ed will be incapable of defending himself
  
  Out of combat this is a great song to build up hype and get people really pumped up
  
  
  Spoiler: Rockstar
  
  
  Electro Swing - Shake Down:
  Enchantments:
  +increased movement speed for self and allies
  +Slightly increased defense for allies
  
  Since use of his guitar doesn't require as much focus on this song, he can easily play and focus his music notes far more offensively, especially considering the increased movement speed offers more opportunity to dodge and weave enemy attacks.
  
  Out of combat this is a feel good song, as is the case with electro swing, but with Ed's magic people can feel that effect more than normal.
  
  
  Spoiler: Shake Down
  
  
  (It's not easy finding songs to fit Ed so for now this will be the current list, more will be added throughout the rp)
  
  Equipment:
  Ed tends to have his guitar with him at all times, he has it holstered on his back. Apart from that he doesn't carry anything else really.
  
  Skills:
  Singing
  Playing any intrument you can think of
  Doing the exact opposite of what the rules say
  Being a nuisence too his big bro
  
• 
  Family/Relationships:
  Little Brother: Alexander George Jameson LeSoraAmari
  Older Brother: Henry Thomas Jameson Solemn Jester
  Sister in Law: Nazura Jameson Kyuubey
  
  
• 
  Theme Song:
  
  
  "This is actually the first song I made, let's just say I was REALLY eperimenting with my magic on this one~"
  

 

[The Elder]

Name:
Ikora Redd
Age:
19
Race:
Human
Gender:
Female
Height:
5’7
Weight:
122
Appearance:

Personality:
Ikora is a fun-loving, intelligent, and energetic individual. She has a love for nature, fighting, and the wonders of magitek. Magitek has always been apart of her life ever since she was young, so sometimes when impressed by ones magitek; she can’t help but geek out. Ikora is a fighter at heart, giving her a strong will to never give up, nor back down from a challenge. Though just like everyone else, Ikora has buttons that when pushed she becomes a raging monster. Ikora is good at containing her anger, using fighting and nature as a way to relax, while also just containing it in a metaphorical container. However that container tends to overfill releasing her anger.
Backstory:
W.I.P.
Ikora was born in the harsh environment of Southern Kingdom of Zeino. At the young age of five she was abandoned on the streets by her parents and left to die. It didn’t take long her to adjust to her new lifestyle. She learned to become a street rat, stealing to survive. She went day by day, looking over her shoulder and trying to take care of herself the best way she could. By the time Ikora reached the age of seven, she was well known around the Kingdom. She went by many names, none being a compliment. They mainly called her “scum”, “thief”, and a “menace”, but in reality she’s just a poor young girl trying to survive in the world.
One day, the people planned to capture Ikora and set a trap for her leaving bait they knew she wouldn’t refuse; a sack full of food. As they predicted Ikora came for the food, but only to be ambushed before she could even reach it. The people surrounded her and started beating her with wooden objects, and their hands and feet. Ikora later on the growing, curled up in a ball, yelling at them to stop. She was filled with sadness, fear, and anger. As the beating continued her body started to glow red until a burst of red energy knocked everyone away. The force left everyone stunned, and confused; including Ikora. She got to her feet, examining her body noticing she was covered in red energy, but soon both the energy and her vision started to fade. But right before she cut, she noticed a masked man catching her before she fell.
When Ikora awoke she was in the front of a wagon next to the masked man, who was now unmasked. The man explained to Ikora how he took her out of Zeino and are now on the way towards Aleksa. Another thing he informed her on is that, one she unlocked her magic and two he’ll help train her. Everything was so confusing, but one thing she was certain about is that he saved her life, so she owes him. Years went on and Ikora stayed by the man's side training and building her magitek, all in secrecy.
Likes:
Music
Magitek
Seafood
Fishing
Nature
Dislikes:
The Greedy Wealth
The Southern Kingdom
The Crown
Monsters
Any tea besides sweet tea
Magic:
Aura Magic
This magic allows the mage to transform their magic power into a physical representation of their will by using their soul to push the desired amount of magic power from their body before controlling it with their mind. The portion of magic power that is released is affected by their soul and acts according to their inner wishes, causing it to become a lot stronger, versatile, and easier to control. The new energy brought forth by this transformation is known simply as aura.
In theory Ikora is able to emit and control aura to perform offensive maneuvers, whether it be for long range attacks or short range. She is able to use it defensively, molding into barriers or using it to reflect attacks. The many number of offensive and defensive options he has with aura comes from his ability to alter it many ways such as its state of matter or its temperature. Temperature being hot as fire or cold as ice. But the actual fact regarding her control is that she’s only able to create constructs and infusing magitek and other objects. The bladed constructs she’s able to create are known to be able to cut three metal, while the strength of the barriers depend on how many times she’s created one/ how many she’s created at one time.
Equipment:
Concussive Pistols
Ikora has two pistols that fire red concussive energy, strong enough to stagger even the largest of monsters. The pistols can fire at full auto, semi auto, or even a charging blast. The thing about the charging mode is that the long she charges the stronger the concussive Force. It’s also known that she’s able to infuse her aura to increase the power of her pistols.
Ultra-Specs
Ikora’s goggles are a more simplified and fashionable version of the famous “Oracle Eye”. These goggles allows her enhanced vision; which includes, enhanced zoom, Night, X-ray, Infrared, and ultraviolet. An extra feature of this goggles is its tracking mode, which helps her locate the last monster/ person she’s encountered.
Maneuver pack
Ikora has a jetpack which is infused with her aura to create thrusters to help with her movement whether if its to dodge attack or lift into the air.
Skills:
~Ikora is very quick and agile. Her years of living as a street rat have forged her in becoming well known with slight of hand, and maneuvering around her surroundings.
~Ikora is a amazing fisher and cooking. She loves to cook seafood, whether if it’s baking, grilling, or frying.
~Ikora is a great marksman, Hunter and fighter. Being skilled in both armed and unarmed combat. What makes it even better is her quick thinking.
Family/Relationships(If any):
N/A
Other​

 

[Solemn Jester]

Name: Henry Thomas Jameson

Age: 25

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Height: 5’10

Weight: 154 lbs

Appearance:

Personality: Most people know Henry as the eldest, most responsible Jameson brother. But those who know him well enough also know he's the scary brother. Due to their parents abrupt passing. They lost everything, besides each other that is. So Henry had to grow up fast. He didn't have time to play around. He was responsible for his two younger brothers. Acting more as a parent than older sibling. He's kind, always caring about others before himself. He always did whatever he needed in order to take care of his brothers, and still keeps tabs on them. He doesn't like to be negative, always trying to set a good example, and do the right thing with a smile. But his younger brother Edward doesn't make this easy. If anything he's probably the person who gets on his nerves the most. So when it comes to Ed, Henry tends to forget himself. Often yelling, and scolding him, more like a parent than an older sibling. But Alex is always meet with affection, and concern. He dotes on Alex, mainly due to him being the youngest, and not being a handful like Ed.

Henry's one and only true love however, is his Beautiful wife Nazura. He’s never been one to judge someone for things they can't help. Which may be part of the reason he and Zura fell in love. He immediately found her fascinating, and has been smitten ever since their encounter. She's part of his family, so he's just as protective of his wife, as he is his brothers. But if it came to siding with one or the other in an argument. Well, he tries to stay out of it. But if that can't be helped he’ll choose the person he agrees with most depending on the argument. He's very diligent in his work, but always makes sure to fulfill his wife’s needs. Henry's not one to be easily deceived. Although he does tend to ignore somethings, playing stupid if it suits him. Usually whenever he doesn't want to seem a threat, or someone's getting what they deserve.


As much as his siblings might get on his nerves.(at least Edward) Henry still loves them with all his heart, and would bring down the wrath of the Gods upon anyone who would do them harm. Thus explaining why he's the known as the scary brother. Besides being responsible, caring, and scary. He's also fascinated with mythos, and while he's no genius like his youngest brother. He's still well versed in many mythos. He's used all the mythos to find his way to the gods he's contracted with. While he's no master of his magic. It is a very difficult magic to learn, and he's gotten farther than most who've been practicing for twice as long as himself. He's a very dedicated, patient, hard working, strong, and loving individual. Who always puts family first.

Backstory:
Henry grew up as the first born of the noble Jameson house of Britannia. His family was always very wealthy growing up. As the oldest he was expected to set a proper example. He represented the next head of the house after all. So he studied diligently, and worked hard in order to honor his family's name. Years went by and eventually the family grew with the addition of two new sons. His little brothers, Edward, who would grow up to be a rebellious troublemaker, and Alex the youngest, who would turn out to be a prodigy. Going on to do many great things out in the world.


Of course at the time Henry found them both annoying. Mainly due to being the eldest child for a good portion of time. He was not pleased with sharing the attention, and it took him some time to eventually get over his jealousy. But he didn't truly start to cherish his siblings until their parents passed away. The whole situation was suspicious, and by that time Henry was old enough to know better. His parents had been assassinated, and those in charge tried to cover it up.



It wasn’t long before Henry and his brothers lost everything. They were orphans left on the streets without a penny to their name. So all lost and alone in the world. Henry had to take responsibility. From that day onward he raised his brothers. Learning many new skills such as cooking, cleaning, changing diapers….ok, it wasn't all pleasant...but they managed. Henry worked many jobs, honestly he took work wherever he could get it. Him only want the best for his siblings. Eventually they got old enough to take care of themselves, and Henry could finally relax...HA! Yeah right! Edward was just as troublesome as always! Going around being all rebellious, and getting into trouble. Alex was a good kid, but he was always going off on his own doing god knows what! Worrying Henry to death. Over the year Henry had really become quite the overbearing parental figure. But as time progressed, and he got more accustomed to their hijinks. He began to mellow out if only a bit. Which was pretty easy to do once he got married.


You see, once the boys were old enough to get their own work. Henry took on a job as a monk of sorts. A spiritualist, as it were. He began to study his new magic in secret under the guise of religious work. This went well, and one day after work. He decided to go shopping for dinner. It had been some time since they all had a nice family meal together, and this was the perfect opportunity. Of course it wouldn't be anything large as his new job didn't pay the best. But when he was about to start shopping he found himself in between a scuffle. A tiny albino girl had hid behind him, obviously hiding from the angry store owner who was chasing her. Apparently she had “freed” some chickens, and the store owner wasn't very happy about it. Henry didn't want to get involved, but he found her adorable, and the entire situation humorous. It reminded him of his days raising his brothers.



So after using what money he had to pay for the liberated fowl. He decided to talk to the girl. It took some time for her to trust him. But after a long talk he got her name, and walked her home. Many visits later they would wed, expanding the family from three, to four. He's recently been doing his daily studies, helping out his temple how he can, and making sure his family members stay out of trouble. Of course his work entails he often go off on his own little adventures to find new gods. So he's not always home, but he always takes his wife Nazura with him, and Edward if he's just being a layabout as always. His life may not be an easy one, but he sure does love it. So long as his family's safe, and happy. Then he's happy.

Likes: peace and quiet,
His family,
Keeping things nice and clean,
Meditation,
Having family meals
Mythology (aka learning about gods, and other religions)
Setting a good example
When he hears good news (especially about his brothers)

Dislikes: lots of noise,
Being disturbed when in the middle of something important,
Anything bad happening to his brothers,
Eating alone,(unless it's a snack while he works)
When he goes to long without hearing from his brothers
Bad role models/ irresponsible people
When he hears bad news (especially about his brothers...it's usually Ed)

Magic: Spiritualism: this is a magic in which one through many years of meditation, obtains a higher sense of being. So that they might connect with the spiritual world, and beings within it. There are many ways to go about using spiritualism. But Henry uses a form called unity. Where he becomes a vessel to the beings he is contracted with. It takes one with great determination, and focus to master this magic. Even with his many years of meditation, and studying. Henry has not managed to master it. But he has at least gotten to the point where he can utilize the powers of the gods he's contracted with.

Divination: By reading the energy of the world, and listening to the whispers of spirits. Henry can usually find anyone he needs to, or even be warned of great calamities ahead of time. He usually uses this to check in on his brothers though.

Contracting: “I hereby call upon the Divine guardian of this land. Come, so that we may be bound by the great contract of the Grand Master of deals Biander!”

This is usually the incantation one uses when they wish to form a contract with a god, spirit or demon. Now anyone may form a contract with a spirit, as they are being bound to the human world through some means. Whether it be that they once lived in it, or were created through some form of focused emotion in it. There are many ways a spirit can be bound to the mortal plane. However, contracts with Gods, or demons is much more dangerous. If one has contacts with a god, they cannot form contracts with demons, and vice versa. The two forces do not mix. So if one where to try they'd destroy their soul. Leaving only a hollow husk behind.

So once you've contracted with one, don't try to contract with the other. Even if you don't, it takes greater focus, and Diplomacy to form contracts with these higher beings bound to heaven, and hell. God's only contract with those they deem worthy, and Demons with those they find an easy target, or those who can best them in some form of competition. It's not rare that someone wishing to form a contract with a god will be required to do some form or challenge to prove their worth. If one can succeed in this challenge they will be allowed to form a contract with the god. The same can be said for demons, and their challenges. One must first find the place where the god, or demon resides first. Usually this is a shrine, or hidden area where the beings watch over the human world, influencing it to their content.

The danger does not end with simply forming a contract. There are several limitations to this. They are as follow

Realm of power: Each god has an area where they are strongest. This usually being where their shrine, or hidden realm was located. When outside of this realm their power diminished. So if Henry were to summon his water god in the land ruled over by a fire god. Then it's power would probably be close to its own. As water has an advantage against fire, although it wouldn't be at full power. However it would still be stronger than if it were in the domain of a plant god, or something god whose powers counter its own.

No Pantheon: While he may have several contracts with gods at once. He cannot access multiple gods powers at once. So he would need to take the time to switch between his gods.

God's wrath: Since Henry uses God's, rather than demons. He suffers from god's wrath when fully invoking the power of the gods. When he calls upon the full power of a god. He risk the chance of backlash, and being destroyed by said powers. Unlike someone who uses demons, who risk turning into a monster themselves, and no they don't just get overpowered demon powers. They lose their mind, turn feral, and become more beast than man. Losing any capabilities of using their former abilities. If anything, they're no more a threat than before becoming a demon. But either of these are things only likely to happen if someone unleashed the full power of a demon, or god, and stay in this form for far too long. However, in this form the abilities of the demon, or God are at the height of their power. Well as strong as the area you're doing battle in will allow at least. This lets Henry cause small disasters. Capable of wiping out villages. However he himself can only hold this power without risk for 10 minutes.

Three elemental Gods

Shango:Known as the scorched Goddess. She is the first God Henry contracted with. Amazingly enough, the Goddess known for her violent disposition, and dislike of mortals. Came to Henry with offers of a contract. This is often how spiritualist start their journey. A god comes to them, and he sure did get an odd one. She's kind of grouchy, hot headed, your basic Fiery goddess. She took and interest in Henry after seeing his struggles. She sensed a fire in him that she wished to ignite. So they formed a contract, and ever since Henry has been a Spiritualist. She gives him the ability to control fire, and is weakest in realms ruled by water gods. If Henry uses full power with her for to long. He risk being burnt to ash

Yam: God of crushing waves. The voice of reason among his Gods. Yam is sensible, intelligent, and at times ruthless. He shows no mercy to enemies. He sometimes can over do things himself, but never seems to care much. So long as the jobs done. He gives Henry power over Water. He's weakest in realms of plant Gods, or Gods of lightning. If Henry uses his full power he risk being drowned by the power of Yam.

Borrum: God of howling Winds. He brings powerful winds to blow away his foes. He is carefree, mischievous, and in all honesty kind of a pest. In some ways he reminds Henry of his brother Edward. He gives Henry the power to manipulate the wind.When in realms of fire, or earth he is weakened most. If Henry uses Borrums powers for too long. Then he risk being blown away into the never ending skies of the spirit world.

Equipment: Talisman: These acts as wards against evil spirits, as well as beinf communication devices. He's given one to all his family just incase.

Staff of the earthly vessel: This is a staff that assist him in better controlling the energy of the spirit realms. It can absorb spirit energy, making it useful as both an offensive and defensive weapon. However it can only absorb so much energy. So to much and it overloads. To much being more than three attacks without using up some of the energy it's absorbed in most cases.

Skills: Raising kids, he did it with his brothers, and turns out he's not half bad.

Memorizing stuff: He's required to memorize mantras and what not for his magic. Good thing he doesn't have much trouble with that.

Diplomacy: He's really good at talking to others. He's not a silver tongued devil. Just a smart, well spoken individual.

House work: Even with all the jobs he's had over the years. He's still managed to handle cleaning, and housework. Quite the feat considering he had to two little ones to deal with.

Tracking people: Thanks to his ability he's got a bit of an edge when it comes to tracking others. So no matter where someone is. As long as they're in the mortal realm he can find them.

Scolding: He's got lots of practice with it, and hasn't failed to scold Edward for being an idiot once.





Family/Relationships: Edward Jameson Jackaboi

Alex Jameson LeSoraAmari

Kyus Character hopefully Kyuubey

Other

 

[Kyuubey]

Name; Nazura Jameson ( Zura )
Age; 24
Race; Endowed Human
Gender; Female
Height; 5’7”
Weight; 102 pounds​

Personality;
Some would look at Nazura and come up with some pretty quick assumptions. It’s hard not to. The poisonous gaze that stems from narrowed eyes, the lips that purse when disapproving words are sitting on her tongue, and the fingers that tend to twitch in annoyance when she’s found herself in an uncomfortable predicament. But what most people don’t expect is the soothing tone that falls from her mouth the moment she has worked up the courage to speak. The chiming laugh that resonates when bubbled forth. All things pleasant, almost alluring seem to resonate from her being when you’re one she enjoys being around, like Henry. Mostly just Henry. Zura is tolerant to say the least and it’s an amazing trait to have when dealing with the family she found herself married into. The Jameson’s....Those boys would drive anyone insane but even so, they’re family. Mentally she’s barely a woman as her ability to find amusement in the smallest things is unrivaled. So don’t let her mature physique fool you. Speaking of deceiving, it’s in her nature to be sly and to watch. If one could find pleasure in simply observing the world, Zura would fit the description. She is timid and seemingly shy yet when it’s time for action, no hesitation will be found. A snake’s bite may hurt but it’s the poison you want to watch out for.



Likes;
Henry
Nigiri
Soft things
Being wrapped up
Cooking

Dislikes;
Cats
Perfumes
Thunderstorms​

Tolerates;
Ed
Alex​

Magic;​

Familiar;
Yuzu the snake! Yuzu is the representative of the year of the snake in living form. This makes him a god of sorts, but more of a mythology type being. Usually he remains dormant as a spirit within Zura and doesn’t manifest a physical form. The two are completely in sync, sharing one mind and giving her access to certain abilities. Due to being a host there is one physical betrayal that marks her as such; her right eye. When using any sort of magic it will become snakelike and change in color. Fun fact; Her hair can also grow longer and turn into snakes! It’s rather Medusa-y but it comes in handy when dealing with someone or something in close combat. When an actual snake, Yuzu is elegant but he's a pretty bulky big boy. His gaze can entice enemies, leaving them defenseless, or rather in a state of immobility as if they've been turned to stone. Like most giant snakes his body can squeeze a living being to the point of asphyxiation within a minute. As is Zura's, his bite is deadly and the cure to such a rare poison is almost nonexistent. For good conscience purposes, the herbs needed to counter it are always carried on her person in case she has a change of heart which is almost laughable because the odds of that are extremely slim.

Passive traits;
Heightened smell
Extremely quick reflexes
Night Vision

The serpents staff - Idris;
A long intricately carved staff was given to her as a small child. It was explained to her to be used as a tool for protecting herself and others. Being a guardian for Yuzu, the task is an important one and indeed one she is very dedicated to. A snake sheds it skin, it becomes anew. A human harms itself, they shall be renewed. The properties of the staff allow it to channel and enhance healing magic, Zura‘s one naturally gifted magic.

You thought you had me, didn’t you?
This is a completely defensive but deceptive magic and many whom encounter it still have no idea how it even works. Long story short, one aiming magic or objects in Zura’s direction will always seem to miss their target. The only thing Zura cannot intercept with this magic is the human body itself.


Backstory;
I’m just a simple shrine maiden! Really. You thought that was going somewhere else but alas I have no exciting story for you.

Zura comes from a very disciplined and historically tradition heavy family. It is said that most babies from her family are blessed with powers revolving around the year they were born. Some become guardians, tasked to housing and caring for such spirits. Others become naturally yet alarmingly gifted with the element their birth year leans towards. As is obvious now, the year of the snake is when Zura had the honor to be born in. Or was it? Snakes are naturally deceiving creatures in lore. And thus because of it most of her family avoided her. They didn’t outcast her but to one looking on the outside, it sure seemed that way. She ate alone, practiced magic and her hobbies alone, and it was from this solidarity that her quiet personality stemmed from. People didn’t trust what came out of her mouth so why speak at all? It was more of a nuisance than anything to be judged so harshly simply because of the nature of a spirit residing within her. But they were one, so everyone around her assumed there was no difference. Perhaps they were right but at least she had Yuzu. She would always have Yuzu.

Until the fated day she came across, let me rephrase that... stumbled and not so elegantly slammed herself into Henry Jameson. And the catch? There was none. He fell too.



Relationships;
Henry Jameson ( Husbando ) Solemn Jester
Ed Jameson ( Lovable Annoyance ) Jackaboi
Alex Jameson ( Another Lovable Annoyance ) LeSoraAmari

Skills;
Maker of unrivaled and amazing tea!
Can clean and tidy in record time!
Can kill you before you've even realized what's happened! Hooray! Poison is a beautiful thing.
Great conversationalist... wait no, scratch that.

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[Salt Lord]

There is no "playing God". It's called the scientific method. Gustav, Anne

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• Apparent Details
• Personal Details
• Magical Details

• 
  
  
  
  Name:
  Anne Gustav
  
  Age:
  28
  
  Gender:
  Female
  
  Height:
  4'9
  
  Weight:
  110lbs
  
  Hair Color:
  Yellow
  
  Eye Color:
  Yellow
  
  Appearance:
  A thinly-framed woman with pink-ish skin and... ahem... assets. Her thick, cheese-colored hair is never seen loose, instead nearly always tied into twindrills at the sides of her hear. Anne's eyes are nothing special, considering that there's no such thing as an uncommon eyecolor. The same could be said about her clothing if it weren't for the fact that it never seems to show the strain of battle despite being as soft as silk.
  
• 
  
  
  Personality:
  She's traveled much of the world for at least eight years and has met the odd, the quirky, and scummy. There are few kinds of people she hasn't seen, and even fewer that will surprise her.
  And as a person, Anne lacks what most other people possess: joy in having others around. Alone, with no one to talk to, Anne can think straight. With enough distance, others appear as a faceless, meaningless mass, who deserve no individual pity or even acknowledgement. It's only a matter of numbers to her. And she's okay with that, because it only makes her a better saleswoman.
  
  But put her in the vicinity of personality, people capable of thought and feelings, and Anne is at her weakest. The more she hones in on the fact that people's suffering is real, the more she realizes that the world can still become a better place--and the more she looks at herself and remembers that she's just one person...even less than a meaningless mass.
  For a lady who prefers the silence of isolation, Anne is actually quite the friend. Her humbleness and kindness know no bounds, and the soft tone of her voice is a sign that hurting the feelings of others is not on her agenda. At least, others capable of sentience. Plants and animals are nothing more than obstructions if not potential power sources and are the last forms of life on her "list of things that deserve better."
  
  
  

  
  Character Strengths:
  +Possesses a determined mindset.
  +Capable of keeping her head with the exception of certain situations.
  +Good at planning ahead of time.
  +Surprisingly good at keeping herself tidy.

  
  Character Weaknesses:
  -Sees tragedies as statistics
  -Easy to hurt and retains emotional pain.
  -Only sees dilemmas in gray.
  -Omits parts of truth that aren't going to help her argument.
  
  

  
  Likes:
  +Peace and quiet
  +Alchemy
  +Lack of company
  +Tending to flowers (so she can reap them as biofuel)

  
  Dislikes:
  -Pointless chatter
  -When her organization is called a "tribe"
  -Having to simplify her vocabulary for the simple-minded
  -Faulty Swan Eggs
  
  
  Background:
  Destruction was a concept that ran the world. Even long after the collapse of great civilizations and the Magera, the world hardly rose from the ashes, and with the way the Kaori ruled over the kingdoms it rebuilt... well. Some chose not to deal with that and therefore had to make do with living in faraway "tribes". Anne, born and raised in one whose location was Aleksan bush, found out that nomadism was something worthy of getting used to. As much as she hated getting her hands dirty with carving dead game the men and boys had shot with their hand-made rifles and shotguns, and having to help dig wells for water, and stitching up the injured after an itty bitty raid on unprotected parts of the kingdom, she liked living in freedom.
  
  
  Eventually, however, she even got tired of that. Every time her people would "visit" some place in the actual kingdom parts of Aleksa to make trade deals, she got to see the things magic could do and how little of it there was left. She'd never had a taste of what it could really do, and it bothered her that her tribe wasted miracles on more raids instead of, oh, making more miracles. It was around the time she brought this up to the people in charge that petty infighting began killing the tribe from the inside out. Anne wasted no time in taking her leave.
  Finally free from a (relatively) archaic lifestyle consisting of packing tents and listening to stories of how fun pillaging was, the young lady snuck around wherever she could (and therefore learned wherever she could), honing into wherever place she could find herself a bit of magic... however that would happen. And then she got too bold. Which got her kidnapped. Fortunately, those responsible weren't savages, and had a little something they wanted to keep from the rest of the world until it was finished: the Swan Egg. An unstable, potentially explosive love child to the unknowns of magic and cold, calculated chemistry. A fundamentally different piece of magitek -- if you could still call it that -- which followed a fundamentally different set of rules. That infatuated Anne (who was already in love with magic as a concept), and for this, she was more than willing to serve as an expendable guinea pig to an unknown organization of ladies and gentlemen of science.
  After a few months of education being beaten into her, she was finally ready to handle the prototype with a far smaller chance of wiping out the building disguised as an eatery. It was a success: she could create magic.
  
  All there was left to do was for that same expendable someone to spend the next fourteen years spreading news of the Swan Egg, and at the same time, selling the many others her newest family had thrown together.
  
  Family/Relationships:
  She did used to have fully functioning parents and siblings, but those were the same people she abandoned. Now she only affiliates with her organization.
  
• 
  
  Magic:
  Swan Egg
  Anne does not naturally possess magical powers. However, her Swan Egg more than makes up for it. Somewhat. Being the very first of its kind and therefore not as spectacular as a newer model, the closest thing to "miracle working" she can achieve is creating weapons. More specifically, guns and ribbons. Made from literal magic.​
  
  Your average magitek turns magic into energy (the scientific definition, not the glowy stuff which is actual magic). This thing turns biomass into magic and energy. Though while it does create magic, it isn't magic itself: the Swan Egg is incapable of getting something from nothing. As such, in order to work, it needs to be activated to break up fuel sources --the most efficient (as of yet) being organic matter-- and store it for use as spells. In other words, a user would need to take off the tiny pin at the very top and tap the 'gem' part of the egg to something like, say, a tree or a carcass. Obviously, the more of these it contains, the more magical potential it has, but one must be careful not to overflow: it will break if there is an overload without an outlet.
  An experienced user (like Anne) may charge themselves to negate some overload. Too much charge will kill.​
  
  Gun Summoning:
  Anne's particular Egg is capable of summoning a variety of firearms and artillery, none of which require ammunition nor a holder -- they float at her will and fire at her will. To conserve on matter, these dissipate back into the device when they have fulfilled their purpose.
  
  Ribbon Trapping:
  Along with guns, yellow solid-light ribbons can be created and used as whatever ribbons are generally needed for... regarding combat, at least. Anywhere from one to infinity can appear at once depending on the power within the Egg.​
  
  
  
  Skills:
  Anne, despite her reserved demeanor and slight superiority complex, is a surprisingly convincing saleswoman. Her talent in sewing is also a force to be reckoned with.
  

  

  ​
  
  
  Equipment:
  She has a separate Swan Egg that she hides under her beret. This egg is endowed with the infinite compression of small objects (basically pocket space), a power Anne exploits for the purpose of storing other eggs and her own personal items.
  
  Miscellaneous:
  Much of her free time consists of making graffiti with bullet holes.​

 

[SidTheSkid]

"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened."
~ Dana S. Witzerkat ~

• Smile
• Because
• It
• Happened

• Name:
  Dana S. WitzerKat, otherwise known as "The Smiling Assassin."
  
  Age:
  (Undetermined, nearly identical to Sad Sod’s age.)
  
  Race:
  Spellbound Human.
  
  Gender:
  Androgynous Male
  
  Height:
  5’5” Imperial, 165 Metric.
  
  Weight:
  115lbs - 52.16kg
  
  Personality:
  Dana Witzerket is what you’d consider a unique personality, especially being someone who is seemingly incapable of sadness and rarely shows any other sentiment except for happiness. His odd trait allows him to have an unnaturally 'sunny' disposition towards almost anything, even if it's involving the aftermath of a horrific tragedy. Dana also reacts to sensations of pain in a particularly abnormal way which some would find to be similar to that of a masochist, distracting himself with his upbeat mindset instead of getting sensual gratifications from it and rarely feeling any actual pain. Because of his bizzare characteristic any threatening behavior directed towards him will rarely phase him aside from him proposing optimistic solutions to their violent behavior. Nevertheless, it’s unwise to underestimate his friendly disposition for weakness as Dana may resort to a life-threatening approach if someone were endanger his friends. Other traits may involve flirtatious remarks to others he deems physically alluring, sometimes getting into things that are a bit over his head as an end result.
  
  Backstory:
  A living enigma, Dana's upbringings as a child have been shrouded in complete mystery. Earliest memory that he can actually recall was a deafening noise surrounded by a blinding bright light with a sensation of joyous energy sprouting within him like a sapling but even with this sensation overflowing throughout his body, it felt as if a part of his own humanity was torn from him. Countless feelings such as desolation, hatred, disgust, and so forth felt as if they had simply disappeared as if they hadn't existed within Dana at all, like it were a figment of his own imagination. Embracing this newfound gift of his, Dana sought out a new journey to help those who could not find 'happiness' and luckily for him he found someone in desperate need of his help although he wouldn't want to admit it, most likely because he didn't want his help, a signal unperceived by a clueless Dana. Sod, nicknamed 'Sad Sod' was hastily discovered by Dana after noticing a bleak looking figure in the distance attempting to end its life but failing miserably at it. Knowing that ending such a precious life would be a waste, Dana sprung into action and saved him despite his complaints of wanting death. Shocking was a word to describe Sod, Dana was bewildered at such a familiar sight! Someone who was incapable of emotion other than everlasting sadness, like him except with happiness.
  
  This Sod person felt as if he were a missing piece to his puzzle, a puzzle that would help unlock Dana's warmth of feelings once again as long as he could keep this dangerous friend of his from trying to hurt himself, which was easier said than done. Dana acted as a protective guardian over this misunderstood character yet as heroic as this deed may seem to some, he couldn't help but feel like a villain for always stopping him. Back and forth, like a swinging pendulum this continuous event of him saving Sod kept its pace as they continued many memorable adventures together, creating brilliant stories for the two, and at some points Dana even considered Sod to be family despite not truly knowing his background. Then it happened, Dana knew it was inevitable for both their adventures to come to a conclusion but not in the way he expected. Without warning both of them came clashing blades, a true struggle for life and death for both of them which turned out in Sod's favor after overpowering Dana who was severely weakened after the brutal collision of powers. Dana's life flashed before his very eyes as a determined Sod approached him with a blood thirsty look carved in his very demeanor, it was at this point where instead of taking Dana's life, he managed to take his own instead. For once, Dana was unable to protect him.
  
  "Why? Why would you let me live with this?"
  Spoiler: Dana

  
  Dana spoke out in a pain-stricken voice while looking at the seemingly lifeless corpse of Sod laying before him. All of this felt so surreal to him, as if it were a nightmare birthed into reality. But from his 'death' he discovered an emotion that he didn't think was possible, actual sadness. Each tear that streamed down his cheek was a reminder of what he was after but then again he didn't knew if it was worth having these destroyed memories with him. After leaving Sod's body, Dana escaped from the former life he once lived and decided that he needed a purpose to live for, even though he wasn't what he'd call a 'killer'. An opportunity eventually presented itself in the form of a letter which would grant him a 'new life' but as an Assassin.
  
  It is said that Dana had vanished after that very day, but that would soon change after his new discovery.
  Solemn Jester
  
  Likes:
  + Games: “All sorts! Board games, things such as competitive challenges or even fun little sports to play as time goes by! It’s always so exhilarating to be a part of. It’s a bit of a shame that these monsters want to keep playing the same ‘game’ over and over again, not to mention always losing in the end.”
  + Music: “The rhythm of life which soothes the soul! Oh how lovely it sounds.”
  + Animals: “Squirrels are my absolute favorite, but there are a few others that are just so adorable sometimes even those odd-looking monsters can look cute too! Depending on if they’re not trying to kill me!”
  + Prepossessing people: “Oh my, I just get so flustered around them I just wind up skipping over my words and everything, it’s a bit of a shame when you see the enemy with a handsome face though! I’ll always give them the generous favor of piercing through their body instead of ruining their lovely appearance.”
  
  Dislikes:
  - Fighting: “Not that I can’t handle myself, it’s just something I prefer not to do. I don’t see a point in going against someone who just isn’t able to defend themselves properly, it’s just not entertaining otherwise!”
  - Melancholy: “Sadness, In my opinion there’s no point of pushing yourself against a corner deliberately just because of a few mistakes or unlucky events. It’s more of a negative trait that only slows people down, hence why I mainly disregard emotions such as depression or sadness.”
  - Drinking: “Hehe, i’ll pass, it just brings out a part of me that i’m not so fond of talking about! Which is also a little bit unprofessional if I do say.”
  - Rude people: “Tsk, why is it that people have to act like such jerks?! They say i’m a bad person for hurting people but at-least i’m ‘polite’ about it.”
  
  Family/Relationships:
  Sod "Sad Sod": One of Dana's many relatives, Sod is considered to be family in his mind which is one of the few reasons why he's so determined to find out his whereabouts after both of them were separated when traveling. Despite Sod's feelings towards Dana he doesn't hold any sort of resentment towards him and will always attempt to protect him from harm's way even if Sod wishes for death, Dana will prevent him from fulfilling it.
  
  Many others...
  
  Traits/Misc/Other:
  (Dana was born with androgynous features meaning he has a combination of both male and female characteristic, mainly female features that compliment his flamboyant personality. However this sometimes attracts unwanted attention to him.)
  (Dana partially embodies the emotion of "Happiness" or "Joy". Although this is true, this doesn't mean he's capable of other feelings.)
  
• Magic:
  Sýrmakinesis (Wire Control): Dana can create, shape and manipulate wires, usually pliable metallic strands or rods made in many lengths and diameters, sometimes clad and often electrically insulated, and used chiefly for structural support or to conduct electricity. Whilst Dana may not be physically strong, Syrmakinesis makes up for this by using multiple strands of durable metals to assist in pulling, breaking, or tearing through ridiculously large objects and even being able to uproot colossal trees from the Earth's crust. Spindles of strange-looking wires can often be seen around Dana's waist, it seems no matter how much Dana uses them, they never appear to run out, meaning these wires are possibly generated from his own fingertips or from the actual spindles hanging from his belt.
  
  
  
  
  Skills:
  Masterful Strategist:
  "As long as you're prepared or willing to formulate a strategy that's unbeknownst to the enemy, an unmarked victory is almost always at hand. Brutish monstrosities or combatants versed in a multitude of deadly skills, nevertheless they're useless without a cunning mind."
  Expert in Stealth:
  "Some say I was blessed with feathered feet when it comes to sneaking around! Even though I know that i'm not the best at it, it's still a useful trait especially when it comes to having a self-harming buddy like Sod! Seeing the look on his face when I surprise him before he does something silly is priceless."
  Intermediate Charisma:
  "Maybe it's my looks? Not sure but sometimes I get quite a bit of lookers and I don't even have to say anything! My charming ways are best used in situations that are in my favor, sometimes stubborn individuals like Sod make it nearly impossible."
  Subpar Swordsmanship:
  "Such a beautiful blade shouldn't be always used for fighting, but instead it should be used almost like an accessory! Rarely do I draw this blade unless I have no other choice."
  Poor Fist-fighting:
  "Ha! Well this is pretty obvious. As you can probably see, I wasn't exactly blessed with a body used for pummeling people with my bare knuckles."
  
• Dana's Equipment
  Decorative Uchigatana: Nothing really special about this sword, Dana purchased this unique blade from one of the many foreign travelers that wander aimlessly throughout the land. Dana tends to use this weapon more as a fashion-accessory rather than as an item to be used for combative scenarios.
  
  
  
  (Miscellaneous Section)
  - Old-Fashioned Grappling Hook: "Uhm, it grapples onto things... Yeah." -
  - Belt equipped w/knapsacks: "Keeps all of my supplies and knick-knacks close!" -
  - Whole bunch of clothing kits/makeup: "Even an Assassin such as yours truly needs to keep an eye on his appearance." -
  - Medical equipment: "Pretty decent at patching myself up as well as others, glad this kit provides everything I need." -
  - Frozen Food / Canteen: "Not the most elegant of meals but it serves its purpose. -"
  
  
• Physical Appearance:
  Dana is a slenderish individual with slightly pale skin, draped in a formal uniform tailored to his exact body measurements. A mixture of onyx-colored clothing and a dash of crimson-red easily compliments his stylish personality along with his mysterious pink eye-color. (There's really not much to be said, just look at the pictures.)
  
  Spoiler: J

  
  Spoiler: O

  
  Spoiler: Y