Fantasy The Blue Rose - Characters

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[div class=container][div class=header]Tobin Han[/div]
[div class=subheader]Basic Information[/div]
[div class=textwrap]Age[/div] 23
[div class=textwrap]Race[/div] Human, eyes indicate he’s probably mixed with something else
[div class=textwrap]Specialty[/div] Close-range fighting and shadows

[div class=textwrap]Height[/div] 5'10"
[div class=textwrap]Hair[/div] Ash blonde
[div class=textwrap]Eyes[/div] Gold, cat-like pupils
[div class=textwrap]Other[/div] Black shadows cover Tobin's neck and lower jaw. He can use it as a mask, but it's mostly there to hide scars. The shadows are gone when he's not conscious.

[div class=subheader]Specialty[/div]
[div class=textwrap]Current[/div] Like most ninjas, Tobin is fast and stealthy. His prana is mostly focused in his legs to give him speed and strength. In addition, he can make it flow to his arms to allow stronger throwing, etc. When it comes to shadows, he's capable of using it as a form of transportation (they serve as portals). He can't use it offensively, however, such as controlling someones actions or attacking a shadow and it hurting them. He's training to get to that point, but his portals are mostly for defensive and transportation purposes.

[div class=subheader]Personality[/div]
(This is in progress. I will roleplay it out.)
Tobin feels inferior to most people due to his living conditions as a child. There are some topics he can talk about with ease, oftentimes bluntly, but then there are those he dodges or becomes defensive on. In this sense, he's rather secretive and will somewhat tease his way out of situations he feels uncomfortable in. Although he can seem like a tough person to handle at times, he knows when to submit and is charming in his own, odd way. When it comes to teamwork, he's used to working alone, but he's a reasonable person. If something seems practical enough, he will follow along willingly.

[div class=subheader]History[/div]
Tobin was abandoned in the mountains as a toddler. The Han clan, a notorious ninja group, discovered him and brought him to their hideout. The leader of the Han Clan adopted Tobin as his own and trained him to become a ninja. Unfortunately, Tobin could never compete with his siblings and a certain incident caused his banishment.






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[Pyosimros]

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LILINA AINSWORTH

BASIC INFORMATION

NAME

Lilina
Ainsworth

AGE

19

RACE

Human

GENDER

Female

SPECIALITY

Conjuration

HEIGHT

5'5"

WEIGHT

117lbs

HAIR

Blonde

EYES

Blue

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• PERSONALITY

  Lilina has always been living in her own personal bubble, letting her head fill with delusions of grandeur and greatness. Living her life with a superiority complex over those around her, she carries herself with a specific amount of arrogance only reserved for those in the highest rated guilds. She has an unintended habit of unintentionally making herself out to be a fool due to this, parading her abilities and mediocrity as if they're something far better than reality. And while Lilina often believes these thoughts of grandeur and superiority, these thoughts are also a product of her competitive nature.
  
  Fostered from her constant feuding with siblings, Lilina has grown to become a highly competitive individual. As a child and a teen she often studied diligently in various magics to appear superior compared to her siblings, which had worked for the most part. This competitive nature has given Lilina a drive to improve and reach the top, however conversely if she believes that she has reached an adequate level of skill, she suddenly sloths around, showing minimal signs of improvement.
  
  However, disregarding these rather negative traits, Lilina can come off as a rather friendly individual. In first encounters she displays a kind and chipper attitude, looking to lend her assistance whenever it's needed. With the extent to her kindness, strangers may possess a rather positive perception of Lilina, however it can often be spoiled by her arrogance. And while she can easily have a rather happy mood, she can reach a rather serious mood with the same amount of ease. While this serious mood isn't in any way intimidating (as much as she tries), a Lilina without a smile may often be a sign that something isn't going perfectly.
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• CAPABILITIES

  Current Capabilities

  Lilina is a promising mage capable of performing various mid-tier spells with ease. With years of diligent studying within a competitive household, she chose to specialize in the uncommon field of conjuration—summoning creatures of varying strength into Lilina's plane of existence. However due to her own hubris, she's satisfied with her current skill-level, unmotivated to continue her studies further. While it's unclear when Lilina will grow out of her own arrogance, her current level of power is clear.
  
  Able to cast most medium-difficulty spells with ease, she in addition has her studies in conjuration. While her general spells aren't worth extensive explanations, her conjuration requires more clarification. She possesses the ability to summon various creatures, the largest being those of equal size to a wolf. Typically these spells take copious amounts of energy to perform, with Lilina only capable of summoning one to two of the aforementioned largest creatures she could summon. However, she is more comfortable in summoning her signature blob-like creatures. Small, football-sized creatures, they take on an extremely harmless appearance—which isn't a false assumption. These blobs are usually harmless and docile, being used in a combat scenario as cannon fodder. While these blobs can come in either larger or smaller sizes, the football-like size is their standard.
  
  Speaking for Lilina's capabilities aside from magic, they are rather lackluster. Not a particularly active individual, she possesses low stamina and strength. This, alongside her rather minimal training in combat, makes her rather useless in terms of physical utility. She is currently simply a mage without any quirks to further define herself.
  
  

  Potential Capabilities

  Refining her magic and through experience in the battlefield, Lilina has become a far more competent mage and warrior. While her physical combat capabilities still leave much to be desired, they have still improved to a point where she could confidently hold off a couple medium-tier monsters. However, Lilina's spellcasting has improved exponentially. Her summons possess more strength, and the number of her summons has increased alongside it. Lilina would still fall back towards her signature blobs in times of need, however.
  
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Wisdom

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[div class=header] Personality[/div][div class=text]TL ; DR:
+ Determined
+ Prim & Proper
+ Advocate of Liberty
+ Fair (righteous)
- Prideful
- Stubborn
- Internally Insecure
- Fair (merciless)

General Description:
Suomi is overall a stoic personnel of interest. She is keen on acting in the common interests of her party and prefers to participate in short conversations. She is prim and proper in her ways when addressing others, as courteous and elegant as what others usually perceive in a lady. Although with her well-educated manners, Suomi carry a certain sense of pride. As such, her personality can be described as generally passive, but is capable of displaying emotions when her ideals are belittled. Determined in her beliefs, while confident in her lineage, Suomi is not afraid to take on arduous tasks and tackling on challenges.

Behind her strong feat of arms with a lance, she can sometimes be insecure about her shortcomings as a noble. Her very reason of being transferred to the Blue Rose was a result of her will to prove to the world of what a person is capable of, discerning their entitled birthrights. Given her noble origins, Suomi extends her fairness to both her allies and foes. While she is just, she believes in the old "you reap what you sow" proverb. Suomi can be endowed with self-righteous benevolence at times, while others harsh treatment of those that wronged her or the cause.

In addition to her duty-driven persona, she despises those that stray from the rules. An ardent believer and adjudicator of justice, cowardice is forbidden in her eyes, as does many other things that she deems a dereliction and obstruction to common causes. It can be simply an unwashed dish or untended laundry, Suomi will pursue the assailant without hesitating. A total clean-freak.
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[div class=header2] The Silver Gospel

[div class=text]Name: Suomi IV Libre

Age: 25

Gender: Female

Race: Human
[/div][div class=header2] Appearance[/div][div class=text]Height: 5 ft. 9 in. (175 cm)

Weight: 145 lbs. (65 kg)

Hair: Silver

Eyes: Crimson Red

Other:
+ Argentis Libre Uniform with armored gauntlets
+ Suomi's Lance "Vanguard"
[/div][div class=header2] Specialty[/div][div class=text]Specialty: Medium-Long Range Lancer (sounds odd, but yes)

Starter Build: Mitigation Lancer (Off-Tank)
The Libre's legacy as formidable Silver Branch practitioners have endowed Suomi with exceptional strengths and aptitude for hybrid weaponry, particularly with lances. As such, Suomi is capable of attack and defense at medium range, due to her lance's long reach. A jill-of-all-trades, and a master of none when it comes to melee and magical potentials. Thus, Suomi is often regarded as a hybrid defender (tank) and warrior (heavy fighter). While her lance is well-balanced for dexterity and weight, it limits her potentials for speed and agility. She is most vulnerable when the fight is brought to her up-close and personal, hence her tendency to keep her opponents at bay, all the while inflicting damage with auxiliary fire-based spells. However, when caught off-guard, her lance's smite, or it's sheer weight alone, will deliver a sustainable amount of damage if the target is unarmored or fails to dodge. Only a weapon of matching caliber or strength could parry her strikes, otherwise - simply take a step to the right or left.

Endgame Build: Landship (Heavy Lance Mage)
The Principality of Argentis Libre's legacy of naval magic are evident in their arcane developments over the years. Thus, Suomi's aptitude for medium-range high-explosive magic resides within her innate abilities to provide tremendous firepower at long range. When her arcane and craftsmanship studies are complete, she is capable of requisitioning for herself an array of magical turrets that are capable of delivering long-range bombardments. When stemmed into the ground, Suomi's lance potentially becomes a static sextant for her to recorrect her turret's rounds. While it increases her bombardment's precision and accuracy, Suomi is immobilized with her main weapon buried into the ground. This makes her a sitting duck in situations that require movements and agility. Essentially, Suomi is a human-artillery piece that needs to pre-plan her disposition in battle accordingly, lest she becomes a liability.[/div][div class=header2] Backstory[/div][div class=text]
Born into a the royal family of the small Principality of Argentis Libre, a sovereign protectorate under the guidance of the Kingdom of Zuiya, the young Suomi was well-taught in the ways of those before her. Suomi was the fourth of her name and was endowed with the burdens of nobility since her birth. Her reserved demeanor is an apparent result of her life within the confines of the Palace. For some, she was destined to oversee her small Principality's growth and be the one to continue the Libre family's legacy. But the young lady would digress, as tales of the Knight's exams lured her forth. After much debate, her parents gave in to her wishes to partake in the upcoming Knight's Exams. While she had managed to pass the written and theoretical exams with flying colors, her unrefined skill as a lancer on the other hand, did not fare so well in the eyes of those who marked her progresses. With her influential origins, she was given a place within the capital city of Clarmont as an auxiliary adjutant.

Going against their wishes, and hoping to prove herself in the field, Suomi initiated her transfer orders to accompany the newly-established eleventh guild. Despite an array of rumors and the wishes of those that attempted to dissuade her, the determined woman disregarded their concerns. Posing as a new member, Suomi does her best to conceal her identity as a princess, as to not draw attention to herself, accompanied by her insecurity regarding her lackluster abilities in combat as a whole. Fond of adventures and what the world has to offer outside of her home, it struck the young girl that she was as curious as those around her. As fate would have it, the impetuous Suomi will do all she can to earn her name on the field, and perhaps learn about those that she would accompany in the future.[/div][/div][/div][/div][div class=fyuricredit]code/design by Fable [/div]

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[Blitzer]

Varimal Telgin
Age: 19
Race: Mostly human, a little wind sylph
Specialty: Sharpshooting and quick fighting


Appearance
Height: 6’3
Weight: 70 Kilos
Other: He carries a rifle slung over one shoulder, a double barrelled pistol tucked into his belt paralled with a slightly curved blade with a straight point.
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Specialty: He always wanted to be a midnight ranger, so he spend most of his youth growing his swordmanship abilities and his sharpshooting. An amazing shot at close to medium range, however, he still struggles with making long range shots of the type a truly good shooter would be able to make. He also is weak at being able to enchant his bullets with any magic as any good magic shooter should be able to. He has a single spell he can use effectively, an exploding wind blade bullet.

Only because he was born with magic specifically wind magic because of his sylph bloodline. He is weak at controlling the winds however he is now learning the importance of his failure to use what he has and is now beginning to try to understand and capture the wind. He can control and summon winds within 10 feet of him allowing him to move more fluidly than most when summoning winds and when there are powerful winds or he can force more winds into his vicinity He is able to use them as weapons.

The Path he will tread: He will walk down the path of his shooting primarily first and become an accomplished dead-eye possible to shoot anything. His shooting will become so quick and sharp it will counter magic strongly. However, the next path he walks on the side of that is discovering his wind magic specifically channelling it through his body and into his sword for his close range fighting. This will be a challenge as he starts off as a long range/medium range warrior to transform into all ranges. His natural channelling only goes so far before he must get used to using his magic innately and powerfully. Finally, he will truly learn how to be a magical sharpshooter able to instant reload and enchant his bullets.


Personality: His personality is very chill and laid back. His courage stems from this, despite the grit in him, his overtly and apparently laziness hides his cold and feeling courage that comes out when the time calls for it. This draws from his sylph background as he floats around life despite his driving for perfection in his single area of interest, becoming a great knight. His example is something that inspires a sort of rugged courage when he decides to chase after something and drags people along with him. Not someone overly easy to get a long with his quick sometimes biting wit and his apparent disregard for rules and tradition only following them when he decides it is expedient. His personality borders on chaotic good to neutral giving him a difficult character to read and one somewhat chancy to be working with. However, draw him out with battle and he will be formidable.

Background: He was born in an upper middle-class family where his family had always been some sort of adventurers. He broke with the normal tradition through struggle and decided to become an actual Knight. Now his family is not something he talks about at all. To be discovered…

 

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FC: Aiolos
Height: 5’7” (170cm)
Weight: “Rude!” (o≧д≦)o
Hair: Silver
Eyes: Emerald Green

Every time Lecia states that she’s human, those around her have a good laugh. Until they realize she’s being completely serious. From her mighty wings and tail to the four horns upon her head, the signs that she’s a dragon number a near comical amount. Her ears are also noticeably pointed like an elf’s, and small scale-like birthmarks are present under her eyes. Yet she continues to insist that all those strange features are mere mutations. After all, her beloved grandmother was the one who told her so, and “Granny’s word is law!” The scope of her zealous admiration towards her grandmother goes as far as to affect her choice in dress. That is, her clothes are patterned after the same style of attire that her grandmother used to wear during her days as a knight of Para Noblesse. [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=tabcont] [div class=tabcont2] [div class=tabshift] [div class=tabcolor style="background: #a0ecc1;"]basics[/div] [div class=tabtext] basics [/div] [/div] [div class=tabshift] [div class=tabcolor style="background: #d5d6e0;"]history[/div] [div class=tabtext] history [/div] [/div] [div class=tabshift] [div class=tabcolor style="background: #a3d9d7;"]extra[/div] [div class=tabtext] extra [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=contentwrap] [div class="Content ContentBasics"] [div class=basicimagewrap] [div class=focuswrap2] [div class=leftfocus2] [div class=focuscolumn2]

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[div class=header] Lecia Blanchett;

[div class=subheader] to reach towards that "future" with you all [/div] [/div] [div class=basicswrap] [div class=basicsL] [div class=tag] xbasicsx [/div] [div class=undertag] name : lecia blanchett [/div] [div class=undertag] age : nineteen (19) [/div] [div class=undertag] race : human(?) [/div] [div class=undertag] specialty : unarmed combat [/div] [/div] [div class=basicsR] [div class=box] [div class=header] specia[div class=breakword][/div]lty; [/div] [div class=subheader] While lost within the endless maze [/div] [div class=boxtext] As an Emerald Dragon born with four horns, it can be said that Lecia is someone blessed with a wealth of potential. However, potential doesn’t directly translate to power, and the negative connotations of this statement lay true for the young dragon girl. Resultant of the various suggestions her Grandmother has firmly planted into her head over the course of nearly two decades, Lecia unconsciously suppresses a vast majority of her racial abilities. At present, she can neither assume the form of a true dragon, fly, or utilize her bloodkin’s “Dragon Breath.” Additionally, her body is not yet tempered in the same fashion that a dragon’s is, making her considerably weaker than other members of her race.

Fortunately, a dragon’s body is naturally resilient even pre-tempering. Her scales are as hard as she is ignorant, and her deceptively delicate arms and legs possess a seemingly impossible strength. Her body’s natural regenerative factor and pain tolerance are astounding as well. If it’s a broken finger, simply setting it back in place is enough for her to be perfectly fine again. Combined with years of unarmed combat training and senses that surpass the average human being, Lecia is someone who’s perfectly capable of obtaining her knight’s license using only her body as a weapon.

However, her strength will gradually reach its limits, and even her scales cannot completely nullify the destructive effects of mid-tier spells, especially her weaknesses of fire and void elements. More injuries healed (even minor ones) also means more energy consumed, so her regeneration is nowhere near unlimited. Be it refining her combative style or acknowledging her dragon blood and wielding her ancestors’ magic, her strength can only mature proportional to her own mental maturity. [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="box" style="margin-top: 50px;"] [div class=header] persona[div class=breakword][/div]lity; [/div] [div class=subheader] There's a place we can always return to [/div] [div class=boxtext] Hardly ever without her lips quirked into a bright smile, the young dragon girl who claims she’s human is a child driven by a desire to live simply and happily. Completely blind to trepidation and fear, her steps are steady and sure, even if the future is unclear. Many reprimand her naive and reckless behavior, yet her answer is always the same: only those who live without worries can find happiness anywhere. Or rather, the stubborn girl believes that so long as she has her “family” by her side, there’s nothing she cannot conquer.

Like the other members of her race, Lecia’s defining trait is that she is fiercely protective of those she considers to be her family. But while Emerald Dragons only care for those related to them by blood, Lecia minds only the bonds forged through the good and bad that they experienced together. For someone to laugh and cry by her side is all the proof of a family she needs. And her family is far more valuable than the vague blood relation of a person whose face she hasn’t ever seen.

At the same time, Lecia’s childishness leads to an inadvertently cruel self-centeredness. Her desire to safeguard her home is directly proportional to the brutality she is capable of. The very part of her nature that her grandmother feared would cause a myriad of troubles, the young dragon girl ignores all reasoning and morals when it comes to protecting what she considers to be most important. If she must sacrifice a village to save her comrades, then so be it. Should they threaten her family, then the only choice is their complete annihilation. To her, “everyone else” is a mere stranger in the end, even if said stranger might have become her friend in the future. [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="Content ContentHistory" style="line-height: 0;"] [div class=box] [div class=header] history; [/div] [div class=subheader] Thus, there's no need to feel lost now [/div] [div class=boxtext] When the skies were painted red, the fiercely protective Emerald Dragons desperately fought to pave a brighter future for their kin. Despite the dragons’ strength, the root of evil ran deep, and warriors fell one by one to the tragedy of war. They had been a scarce race from the start, but never before had they faced the threat of complete annihilation. Regardless, they toiled on, and, in the end, they succeeded as survivors. Collecting what was left of their kin, the Emerald Dragons secluded themselves in a now forgotten land, one said to be shrouded in a bitter cold mist that cannot be navigated through normal means.

Kyrie Blanchett was an individual who was painfully familiar with said story, given that her mentor had disappeared while searching for the unknown land. Thus, when she found an injured infant on the day of her retirement, the knight’s thoughts didn’t linger too long on the child’s strange features. The child’s life was much more important. She didn’t know why she had been abandoned there, but she firmly believed that the child had the right to a chance at life, regardless of her circumstances.

As the child, whom she named Lecia, grew, the color of her scales became clearer. Scales of a cross between teal and a dark green, silver hair, and, most importantly, vibrant emerald green eyes were all the evidence Kyrie needed to realize that perhaps she had picked up more than she could handle. Still, the bright personality of the child made her become attached and unable to throw her away. Due to her limited knowledge on Emerald Dragons, Kyrie Blanchett chose the next most plausible method of controlling the young dragonling’s power: control through suppression.

To protect others and Lecia herself from reckless use of power, Kyrie taught her grandchild that she was a mere human, and convinced the child of her false limitations. On the other hand, she taught the child a method of fighting which would safeguard her until the day she discovered and could better control her true abilities. What she had not expected, however, was for Lecia to ask for permission to take on the knights’ exam, just like Kyrie had. With not the heart to reject this last favor of her grandchild’s, the retired knight gave the dragonling her blessings. She could only hope that her precious but dense grandchild wouldn’t get herself into too much trouble.

“May this child grow stronger without causing calamity,” she prayed. What she did not realize, however, was that the words she had spoken to the child for nearly two decades had become not just a seal but unbreakable shackles. If it abided by her grandmother’s words, the child was willing to give up the skies, power, and even her own bloodline. Like a blind fool. [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="Content ContentExtra"] [div class=extraimagewrap] [div class=focuswrap3] [div class=leftfocus3] [div class=focuscolumn3]

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[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=extraimage] [/div] [div class=triviawrap] [div class=tag] xappearancex [/div] [div class=undertag style="text-align: justify;"] Just in case you didn’t catch it...appearance information is hidden on a hover over the main picture of this CS (to the left if on a computer or above on mobile). [/div] [/div] [div class=triviawrap] [div class=tag] xweightx [/div] [div class=undertag style="text-align: justify;"] Due to her “special constitution,” Lecia’s body weight is approximately three times that of the average human girl her height. As a result, she has a severe weight complex and tends to avoid revealing her weight. This includes refusing to allow herself to be carried or carelessly leaning her weight on people. [/div] [/div] [div class=triviawrap] [div class=tag] xi-it's a secret!x [/div] [div class=undertag style="text-align: justify;"] Lecia is a huge glutton who can eat just about anything thrown her way. Though she claims that it's due to her massive amount of of energy usage due to her strength and rapid regeneration, the real reason is that she just likes eating. A lot. [/div] [/div] [div class=triviawrap] [div class=tag] xhide your tailx [/div] [div class=undertag style="text-align: justify;"] At some point in time, Lecia’s grandmother taught her how to “hide” (read: retract) her horns, wings, and tail. Due to her inexperience, this requires a considerable amount of concentration, and she isn’t very good at holding it. [/div] [/div] [div class=triviawrap] [div class=tag] xbig impactx [/div] [div class=undertag style="text-align: justify;"] Lecia has a bad habit of swinging her tail to the side when surprised. When in the vicinity of other objects, she poses a risk of breaking them. As for accidentally hitting a person...well, hopefully they’re the sturdy sort. [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

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[MagicPenguin]

Basics:

Name: Raimi Charlotte (Rae for short)
Age: 18
Race: Human
Specialty: Archery; hunting; woodscraft

Appearance:

Height: 5'2"
Weight: 120 lbs
Hair: blonde, very long (down to her butt), usually kept in a serviceable braid that hangs over her shoulder.
Eyes: Green
Other: Usually caries an unstrung bow (unless she plans to use it), some provisions, a belt knife, money pouch, and other miscellaneous odds and ends. She wears a green, hooded cloak to blend in to forest surroundings when hunting.

Specialty:
Raimi is an extremely skilled outdoorswoman, adept at surviving in the wilderness on her own for long periods of time. She has little need to rely on anyone else for basic survival; she knows what plants, herbs, and other flora are good for food or medicine and which are poisonous, and she is one of the best hunters of her generation. A skilled hunter who's practiced at it since she was a young girl, she is consequently a very good shot with a bow. That said, the bow she uses is smaller than what a trained knight would use, and that, combined with her small size and relatively lesser strength, means she cannot shoot as far or with as much force as archers specifically trained for battle could; her arrows likely won't be punching through the breastplate of a man or woman in full armor, unless she is at very close range. Her accuracy is unparalleled, however; if she aims at something, she will hit it, and if she shoots to kill, her arrow will virtually always find a vital area.

She has a good sense of direction and always seems to know where she is and the best way to get somewhere from there, provided she has a map or directions or is familiar with an area.

She is able to make her own bows and fletch her own arrows from appropriate materials she finds in the wild, though this takes time and the product is not as reliable or well made as something she could buy. She can make some clothing from animal skins, but she is not a skilled seamstress for anything more complicated than bare basic coverings.

Having grown up on a farm, she has an affinity for animals. This is true especially of horses. She has an eye for good horses and is a very skilled rider, as comfortable in the saddle as on her own two feet. She can shoot targets with commendable accuracy from the back of a galloping steed.

She is a shrewd saleswoman. Twice a year since she was 14, her family sent her into the city to buy goods or sell the goods and crops they produce on their farm. She's forceful and persuasive, knows when to be aggressive or when to haggle, knows how to get people to buy her family's stuff so they have enough money to survive another year even at times when their crop yield was lacking.

Personality:
Raimi is an outgoing, jovial, and confident person, quick to make friends and slow to get angry (usually). She does not interact with people who are not family very often, so she is unwise in the ways of the world and consequently very trusting. Some might even call her naive. She is extremely capable and determined; she always does her best to accomplish whatever goal she sets her sights on, no matter how lofty or impossible. She does not accept defeat easily or give up in the face of setbacks. She is dogged to the point that some have called her pushy, which is exactly why her parents send her to the city to sell the family's goods instead of her siblings. Determined as she can be, life as a hunter has also taught her patience; she is comfortable waiting and/or watching as long as necessary, learning necessary terrain or skills, before she finally makes her move and accomplishes her goals.

She usually doesn't anger easily, but when she is angry, she can be quite frightening. She has a tendency to be hotheaded when she feels she's being challenged, especially if it's because of her gender or her small size. There is no surer way to get Rae to do something than to tell her she cannot do it. She can get in over her head very quickly this way, but she has so far always managed to find a way out of whatever trouble she gets herself into. She loves adventure, nature, and animals; aside from on her family's farm with her parents and siblings, she is at home no where more than in the deepest parts of the forest surrounding the farm or surrounding the city of Claremont.

She hates people who look down on her for any reason. Her gender, her size, and her low upbringing are three very common things people make fun of her for, and this usually sets her off.

She secretly resents her short height, but would never admit this out loud.

She has a tendency to tightly grip and tug on her braid when she is agitated, especially when angry.

Background:
Born the third child out of five to a rustic farmer and his wife in a village about three days outside the capital city of Zuiya, Raimi has known a simple, self-sufficient existence up to this point. They are not poor, nor particularly rich; the family plants its own crops, hunts its own food, and tends its own livestock. They sometimes go into the city proper to buy supplies or sell excess goods for extra cash, but they tend to keep to themselves with the exception of the small farming community of which they are a part. It's a simple, predictable life, but a happy one. Raimi's life until now has been nothing but helping out on the farm, hunting wildlife, and occasionally going into the city to run errands.

She got involved in the testing for knighthood and guild acceptance because she saw a flier for it one day when she was selling goods at market. She was only looking; she didn't intend to actually enter until someone, a burly man wearing armor, laughed at her when he saw her studying the flier. He told her women didn't make good knights, not even "those mediocre trulls over in Para Noblese." According to him, "peasant farmgirls from the back end of who the hell knows where" had no business trying to be knights. The man limped away from the plaza with a crushed foot (despite his heavy boots) and a fuming Raimi was signed up for the test within the next hour just to prove she could.

To be honest, she didn't take the test very seriously because she didn't really expect to be picked for any guilds and didn't really want to be a knight in any case; she had a family and a farm to help take care of, after all, and no time or interest in fighting for a guild or for the crown. She just wanted to prove that she could take the test and do well at it just like anyone else. She wanted to shove it in that chauvenistic armored jerk's face at market the next day. During the archery portion of the testing, another fool nobleman tried to put the commoner who thought she could shoot a bow in her place, giving her much the same speech as the knight from the market. She responded by, instead of waiting her turn, firing at the nobleman's target just after he finished, in plain view of all the gathered spectators and judges. The man was a sub-par shot at best and hadn't managed to hit a bullseye or even anything close to it; perhaps he believed his noble lineage was enough to guarantee him a guild spot regardless of his skill. Raimi didn't hit a bullseye either, as it turned out; she didn't even try. Instead, her arrows split the nobleman's in clean halves, right down the center of their shafts, before embedding themselves in the wooden target where his had been.

The crowd laughed and clapped and Rae shot a very satisfied, smug grin at the nobleman, now red faced in rage and shame at the humiliation. Most of the guildmasters and judges sputtered in outrage at the girl's breaking of convention and she was asked to leave the arena before her turn properly came up. She left with a bright smile and a wave to the crowd, thinking sarcastically and with no small amount of humor that her "grand dreams of knighthood" were over. She did not notice as she left that some of the guildmasters, the ones who were not flushed with indignation at her unconventional display, looked at her retreating back thoughtfully rather than angrily.

Rae's jaw hit the floor the next day at market when a handsome messenger in royal livery with a steady gaze and stern disposition handed her a letter of acceptance from the newly established guild of the Blue Roses.

 

[doneanddusted]

Name: Myesha Khalil
Age: 20
Race: Human
Specialty: Illusion and Assassination (quick close combat)

Appearance

Myesha is small and lithe with a tan complexion. She holds herself in an almost regal posture- though she’s just 5’ 4”. Her long black hair falls down to the floor; she usually ties it into elaborate styles. Her eyes, for no reason other than weird genetics and anime curse aesthetics, are heterochromatic. One is dark brown and the other is bright blue. Curse aesthetics also dictates that she wear an eye patch to conceal the bright blue eye. Myesha normally wears a tunic tied together by a belt. She also has a hooded jacket and a magical mask (it muffles sound). Her gear includes various daggers, throwing stars, and two swords.

Specialty
Myesha still has a lot to go when it comes to her mesmer magic. Her illusions are all harmless, and she’s really only capable of targeting one person. Additionally, she can only create visual and auditory illusions, and she’s far from creating hallucinatory landscapes. Still, Myesha’s working hard, and she’s managed to make illusions with a decent amount of autonomy.

Her assassination skills, on the other hand, are much better. A whole lifetime of learning has given Myesha like, dexterity one hundred or some shit. She can slink around practically unnoticed- an effect of prana manipulation- and she’s rather proficient with the tools she has. Additionally, Myesha’s fast; both in physical prowess and in her thinking. She’s particularly known for constantly making clones of herself. Unfortunately, Myesha’s not all that strong, nor does she have much stamina. Currently she’s working towards that and variety.

Also she has a d a r k s e c r e t !!1!

Uhh I’d say if we were going for DND stats…
STR: 11
CON: 8
DEX: 14
INT: 14
WIS: 14
CHAR: 11

Personality
Taught at a young age to never open her mouth, Myesha comes off as rather calm and serious. She has an air of dignity to her- she’s curt and polite, regal yet modest. Myesha’s easygoing and friendly. She likes being in the company of others- even the overbearing excitement of large crowds- but she hates being the center of attention. To her, nothing is worse than being that one.​

 

[Avari]

LADY VESS
"Fear not, my child - for in the glowing light of my magic lies the loving hand of your creator. Now...let me....heal you."





AGE
20

RACE
Human

CLASS
Healer

HEIGHT
5'2




SPECIALTY
Vess specializes in healing magic, and is actually incredibly talented at it - but lacks any offensive abilities whatsoever.

NOTABLE EQUIPMENT​

"ARCH MAGE" ROBES - The resplendent white and gold robes that Vess wears on a day to basis traditionally signify a mage of high rank. Upon closer inspection, it seems fairly likely Vess actually made these robes herself.
STAFF OF THE SUN - A beautiful and exceptionally well crafted mage's stave that Vess uses to channel her power. She is never seen without it and even hugs it while she's sleeping. She refuses to say where she got it from, and her intimate relationship with it makes everyone rather uncomfortable.

SPELLS
[Vess is capable of expanding her repertoire of healing spells with the relevant books/tomes and scrolls]​

LIGHT - Vess can make her staff or a object of her choice no larger than ten feet shed light that brightens the area within 20 feet. The light has the color of Vess's choice and dims after one hour.
MAGE'S HAND - Vess summons a spectral, floating hand that can manipulate objects. It can't move more than 30 feet away from its caster. Vess tends to use Mage's Hand for nefarious purposes.
SPARE THE DYING - Vess touches a living creature that is on the verge of death. They stabilize, but it does not actually heal them.
CURE WOUNDS - Vess touches the wound of a living creature and the flesh sews itself back together. Not effective against grievous wounds or detached limbs. This process takes approximately up to 30 seconds, depending on the wound.
SHIELD OF FAITH - A shimmering field of light appears and surrounds a creature of Vess's choice within a 30 foot range. It is the defensive equivalent to a layer of chain-mail armor and lasts up to ten minutes.
GREATER HEALING - An advanced spell, Vess uses her staff to heal up to three creatures within 20 feet. Also revitalizes the targets stamina. Can be used three times a day. This spell also fixes blindness, deafness and any disease affecting the target.
BEACON OF BRAVERY - An advanced spell that Vess usually uses for nefarious purposes. Vess touches a creature who then loses all concept of fear and consequence for thirty minutes. Useful in battle, potentially disastrous in a social situation.
BARRIER OF PROTECTION - Vess creates a magical barrier of blue light around herself and her allies that can be up to 20 feet in diameter. The barrier negates physical and magical attacks from both within and out, but can only be maintained for ten minutes, or until Vess is distracted. Vess is unable to perform any other spells while the barrier is active.

PERSONALITY
A very kind and gentle girl who treats others with kindness and respect, Vess seems to be a shining example of everything a Cleric should be. She presents herself with an aura of nobility and grace as she preaches about her duty to heal the sick and shield the vulnerable from harm. Her selflessness has earned her the respect of onlookers on a regular basis, and her old fashioned way of speaking makes her seem wise beyond her years.

Despite her appearence of purity however, it does not take long for Vess to reveal her true character: A religious fanatic who feels ecstasy when healing magic power flows through her, and is constantly looking for excuses to wield her holy magicks - and if she can get a crowd of people watching her as she does it, even better. Something of a maniac, Vess cares about nothing but convincing everyone she comes into contact with that she's an apostle of Tertius, rarely thinks about the consequences of her actions - especially if she has the opportunity to earn praise from whoever happens to be in the area at the time. She has been known on occasion to go out of way to cause incidents - only to appear on the scene as an innocent onlooker and loudly proclaim that it was Tertius's will that she would happen to be in the area and to begin healing whoever was unfortunate enough to get caught up in her delusions.

Usually calm and friendly, Vess can be remarkably mean spirited and aggressive if she feels slighted or if her comrades aren't treating her with the utmost respect. While overconfident, she has a tendency to panic if she feels a dangerous situation is spiraling out of control.

BACKSTORY
Vess insists she's a powerful mage from a far away land that travels from place to place to fight against Dark Prana.
Truth be told, while no one believes this story no one seems to have a clue where she came from.

THEME

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[FoldedPages]

Even the tiniest of flowers

name; Aster Hemlock
age; 19
race; Human, though the flower sprouting from her eye may suggest some type of flora DNA
specialty; Plant/Organic Manipulation
height; 5'3
hair; Long pale, silver hair
eyes; Her left exposed eye is a salmon pink color

background & personality;
Aster hails from a rather poor remote village surrounded by extensive flora and different fauna. This type of environment helps each individual's prana thrive in it's surrounding.

The youngest of three sisters, Aster comes from a long line of plant and organic manipulators. Though she is the weakest of her family, it is unknown to them that she holds the most potential with her innate abilities and prana manifestation. Unfortunately, seen as the weakest link in a family that places their magical ability above all else, Aster was often cast aside of felt feeling alone or left out. Only her eldest sister, Acacia, regarded Aster as a true family member. Though, when Acacia reached of age, she left their village in search of her own journey. Because of this abandonment, and constant criticism from her family, Aster chose to study and train as often and as best as she could, away from her family's eyes, during childhood and into adulthood. Feeling as though her magical abilities were not strong enough, she would travel to a nearby village in order to be trained in the art of swordsmanship, believing it may be of use. Her lack of familial ties often had her exploring her small and remote village, making friends to fill the void she felt.

Once of age, Aster followed in her sister's steps and left the village.

Aster is quite sociable, making friends easily and often, wishing to surround herself to avoid solitude. Because of her past, she is severely loyal to those who are closest to her, constantly trying to prove herself, and would not second guess sacrificing herself if need be. With others, she can come off bold and witty, often teasing them in a playful manner. Because Aster is extremely friendly, her angered side often takes others by surprise, though it takes a lot to get her there.

specialty; Plant/Organic Manipulation

Her father is known as one of the strongest organic manipulators amongst her people, able to manipulate any organic material. Aster, unfortunately, does not possess the abilities her father does at this point (or maybe any point) and can only manipulate plant-life matter for now. Her abilities include:

❀ Botanical Communication: communicate with all forms of plant-life telepathically by touching it physically. Plants can tell Aster what happened or what is happening, like helping them track someone from a long distance away, etc.

Limits: must be physically touching the plant.

❀ Nature's Arsenal: can change plants, flowers, trees, etc., into tools, objects, weapons, and other items. Can also use and bend plants, flowers, trees at her will and project them.

Limits: depends on Aster's ability and strength.

❀ Chlorokinetic Scrying: can perceive noise and sight through plants, including wood, vines, plants, moss, and parts of the plants.

Limits: Aster is only able to use this ability in a certain range.

❀ Photosynthesis: Aster is stronger in the presence of sunlight, feeding off of the solar power, and enhancing her abilities.

Limits: weaker at night.

❀ Water absorption can remove water from objects and/or organisms, possibly by severe perspiration, dryness, and transpiration on people/objects.

Limits: Aster must absorb water regularly. If she does not, she is prone to extreme thirst and fatigue.

❀ Swordsmanship: learned to gain an advantage over her family and when no plants are near.

Limits: her overall physical strength is weak; therefore, she relies on being nimble and quick on her feet for her techniques.

❀ OVERALL LIMITS: fire and ice attacks, places where plants do not grow, prolonged periods without water.

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can have the strongest roots.

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