Fandom The Second Conjuction of the Spheres (The Witcher AU RP) Character Sheets

[Xemanorth]

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[Xemanorth]

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Name: Abel
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Profession: Witcher
Age: 100 (estimated)
Sexual Orientation: Straight

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Not many can claim to know the Witcher so much as they can claim to know about him. Even then the accounts given are both confusing and often conflicting. One thing does seem for certain however, Abel is a very professional, meticulous Witcher who takes pride in his work. While former clients may not sing his praises for being graciously benevolent, they cannot contest the fact that he brings in results, ones he feels are more than worth paying for.

Negotiations are often kept short and almost always relate strictly to the business at hand and his success rate is exceptionally high, if not completely without fault for there does not seem to exist a contract that he did not deliver on. His visits to Kaer Morhen, likewise mainly consist of him keeping to himself while tending to all manner of upkeep around the keep. Other Witchers would often awaken to the scent of prepared breakfast and what he lacks in terms of social etiquette, he tends to more than make up for with seemingly tireless perseverence and devotion to even the mildest of tasks.

These stories are part of what makes the lesser half of his reputation so confusing. People whisper and murmur of cruel fates inflicted and of lopped arms and rolling heads. Some discard these rumors as mere prattle but others suspect that a thoroughly twisted mind lies beneath that stoic visage and calculated code of conduct. The fact that he hails from the School of the Cat lends worrisome credence toward the latter but likewise, others simply assume he is of a good, older stock from said school as opposed to the mad collective of psychotic mercenaries and murderers that the school devolved into in later years.

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Abel is a man of pale skin and gaunt, yet masculine features. His hair is an ashen blonde in color and is worn in any number of ways, its length varying primarily based on when the witcher last had time, coin or inclination to see the barber. One thing about it remains always uniform however, color aside his hair is always worn out of his face, so as to prevent it from interfering or distracting during more physically strenuous activity.

In terms of physical build he is muscular, yet sinewy and while not slight his overall form certainly errs on the side of skinny rather than bulky. His shoulders are wide and his waist is slim, providing it with the shape of an inverted triangle and while he sports enough in the way of muscle to display visible abs he is clearly not vain enough to chisel out a sixpack for the sake of appearances alone.

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A witcher hailing from the School of the Cat, Abel's primary strengths in combat lie in his speed, precision, agility as well as his wits. The few witchers that he has sparred or trained with regard him as a frustrating opponent to fight, difficult to pin down and eager to exploit any weakness and press any advantage while seeming to remain out of reach at the same time.

On top of that, one can assume that he has any number of plans in place both to take down his opponent or distance himself from them if need be. Like most witchers, he further bolsters and complements his strengths with the use of alchemy as well as signs. His specialties in these fields deal with enhanced generation and reserves of adrenaline as a means of guaranteeing a degree of mental sharpness and physical swiftness concerning the former.

In regards to the latter field he has clearly chosen to specialize in the more defensive and utility based signs: Heliotrop, Quen and Yrden. While Abel is capable of using other signs, his focus on the aforementioned three has been so great that his aptitude in casting the others leaves much to be desired, so much so that he only opts to use them sparingly and always outside of combat, when he has the time and room to focus. The most one will see him do with Igni is set a campfire or candle alight.

As a result, Abel is an intimidating opponent to face in single combat, however his performance against multiple opponents has suffered. The witcher performs best in a scenario where he can divide and conquer, failing that, he is likely to do one of two things either create a scenario where that is possible or retreat outright to bide his time, awaiting for a more beneficial window of opportunity. After all, there is little reason to fight on the terms of your enemy if you can help it.

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As far as equipment is concerned, Abel carries with him two swords. A steel one for humans and a silver one for monsters, as is standard amongst witchers. He wears very little in the way of armor all things considered, a jack of plates or gambeson serves to guard his vitals but that seems to be the end of it aside from leather gauntlets and plate bracers.

The rest of his equipment consists of sturdy boots, pants, a belt equipped with all manner of pouches and satchels and a custom bandolier that features slots crafted especially for ease of access to vials, a design similar to the standard issue armor for witcher hailing from the School of the Manticore, curiously enough.

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Name: Gabrysia of Ellander
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Profession: Priestess (Mage)
Age: 217 (personally lost count)
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Horoscope: Libra
Hobbies: Sketching and Dancing.
Fears: Aging and Wasps/Bees

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Gabrysia was born as an only child, doted on by her mother and paraded like a miniature wish version of herself. Granted, she had to go into the same career path as her mother as well. A healer, and a Priestess. She did have a period of rebellion, living her free live for a decade or two before being pulled back in by both obligation and her own growing interest and belief in Melitele.

She remained in Melitele's Temple in Ellander, learning about mending and magic from her own mother, sometimes picking up things from the others present.

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After laughing her way out of the quickly escalating meeting room, she immediately went for her bunk bed. Poor Red Red had just earned herself a new nickname. Though it was hilarious on the outside to Qerres, from within, she couldn't care less. Though she knew what it was like to receive a name unfitting for you, or unwanted, it wasn't something that drew emotion from her anymore. Like many things.

She rubbed a palm over her face before pouring the remainder of her alcohol into the flask she'd bring. The flask barely filled up. Her brows knit together in worry, letting the thoughts of all that could go wrong swirl through her mind. She could predict them, after all, it wouldn't be her first time. For a moment her mind went to even darker places, when her alcoholism had reached even higher peaks, and its cause. The burly woman shook her head. She zipped her duffel-bag up, only filled with the filled flask, a small medkit, a few bottles of water and a few sandwiches.

Her feet carried her to the bar before she even realized. She had the duffel-bag loosely hanging off of her broad shoulder, taking a seat a bit away from the other three present. Not out of anti-social habits, but because she wanted to keep most of her chugging to herself. She didn't want to be ratted out. She continued to slam shot after shot, glass after glass, back with a little 'whoeh' and a pleased grin on her lips. Best get drunk now, perhaps it would last her a bit, so she wouldn't have to feel the withdrawal for just a little longer. She knew she was considered a 'functioning' alcoholic, quite formidable in battle when under the influence. Definitely in a far better state than when without.

As an hour or two passed, she slammed the last glass down and gave a wink and wave to the bartender. With an incessant hiccup trailing her, she began to wobble out of the bar. Now to pull the act together. She took a few slow breaths, putting her all into evening out her steps and posture. She'd never pass as sober, but she could pass as tipsy. She just had to put a lot of her effort into portraying herself as something she wasn't. Her forte.

Glancing shortly at the clock hanging askew on a white wall, she hastened her pace. She'd still be in time. Calming her breath, she stepped into group. A large demon male was explaining to the group about the gift to Pandora. She listened to the team-divide, scanning her team-mates up and down in silence. She reeked of alcohol, but she only looked to be tipsy. But in reality, her head was swimming. So she was with the dragon, fish, boy, joker and the woman with snakes crawling around her head. Great. It didn't seem like there was a lot of brawn outside of herself and the dragon. But she also knew looks could deceive. Nonetheless, once they entered the armory she decided to not take chances.

Though she did take the time to eye Tristan up and down. She sent him a wink before fully focusing on the arms in the room. She packed a small pistol, loading it up and putting the safety on. She put it on a holster on her hip, before grabbing a set of brass knuckles with a pleased grin to her features. This should do the trick. Once the Demon called for all of them to move on, she followed him with a little stare at his rear. What's wrong with you?, she thought to herself. After all, flirting was her persona- cravings of the flesh were mostly absent in her. Someone had told her once, that she was a 'Demisexual', whatever that meant. She scratched her jawline- it was probably the alcohol. Sometimes it happened.

Her eyes went to the light coming from outside, pacing to the field as she eyed the box a bit further away. Forming a line, they each awaited to receive one of the small green gems. If each got one, and only one had to make it, perhaps this was easier than she first anticipated? She made sure to tuck the gem in the cup of her bra, securing it into the pocket where padding was inserted. With a bit of a shuffle, she corrected her simple bra again as she stepped into the circle. There was no hesitation to her, just a little hiccup that popped up again. She listened in silence to the explanation about the Ambassador, simply nodding as her eyes traveled to the box.

Knock knock.

'Who's there?' Qerres would have drunkenly answered, but instead as soon as she saw the lid crack open, her head began to spin. She felt the wrath of the alcohol she'd downed swiftly rise up in her throat, wobbling a little before she opened her eyes again. Her vision was hazy. Fluttering her short lashes, she tried to find one of the walls with her palm, leaning against it as she tried to keep her vomit down.

"I-... hr- one... bw-...moment--..."

She raised herself up as soon as she heard a 'Welcome' resound through the area. Shit, that magical traveling stuff always made her sick. She forced her dark gaze onto the person that had now appeared, doing her best to give her full focus and attention. The woman, aside from her brass knuckles, was donned in a simple set of beige cargo pants and a black tank-top. A simple old black leather jacket was hung over her shoulders, half-askew after the travel through space and time.

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+ Wise
+ Gentle
+ Peaceful
+ Sympathetic
+ Artful

- Worry-wart
- Envious
- Controlling
- Abrasive
- Obsessive

At first meeting Gabrysia is as soothing and serene as her looks show. She comes across as a calming motherly figure, always ready to give advice and help with problems or injuries. But it's easy to see her advice goes further than just a pointer. She tries to control peoples' paths into one that would be blessed by Melitele. Preaching peace, quiet and a pure lifestyle that brings no shame.

Though a gentle spirit and a truly helpful soul, she leans immensely on her religion, which borders, if not fully keels over into obsession. Everything has to do with her religion and everything must abide by making Melitele proud.

Even though she tried to be every thing Melitele would wish, or at least according to her own strict beliefs, there is one very personal flaw that is outside of this. Gabrysia seems to hold contempt and immense jealousy towards beautiful, slender and/or young women. Feeling her age increasing and knowing her natural looks have some flaws - like everyone - she always measures herself against other women, often unfairly so.

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Gabrysia is by some described as a vision of an angel. Fair skin with light-blonde locks put up into a bun or ponytail, and when loose cascading down in straight thick locks. Her eyes are a warm ocean-blue, her lips rather pale. She stands incredibly tall, taller than most men. Her body is shaped like an hourglass, large chest and wide hips, with a chubby form of extra weight to her. Despite her above average weight, her face is slender and doesn't show too much change from it, still looking almost ethereal when witnessed.

Her lashes are long and wide, having a light-brown hue to them. Her eyes are almond shaped. The woman's nose is perhaps the most unique aspect of her. Seen from the front it is long, but from the side it is nearly what one could call a 'hooked nose'. Her lips are full, her lower lip much larger than her upper. She obviously takes great care of herself to look the way she does. Always donning a soft but un-intrusive layer of makeup in soft blue and pink hues. Her hair is at all times styled immaculately and her attire is pristine.

The pale, heavenly apparition of Gabrysia is highly unlikely to be all nature's work. Despite her age, which she has no shame of, there are no wrinkles aside from a small line at her eyes and the corners of her lips. Perhaps she has changed more, but she certainly doesn't admit to it. One thing is for certain, she needs to refresh the changes she's applied to herself with magic regularly.

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+ Hydromancy (Focus)
+ Healing (Focus)
+ Physical Strength
+ Telepathy

- Worn Body
- No Physical Training
- Limited Offensive Magic
- Invasive Telempathy

Gabrysia is a healer first and foremost. She uses both healing magic and her hydromancy to help the injured and aid the fallen. But like all Sorcerers, she has the ability to use Telepathy. However, this has its down-side. She can at times get unwanted hints of Telempathy, invasive feelings overwhelming her and making her unresponsive to others.

Her age has affected her body, making her less able to do many physical feats. She gets tired easily from walking or running and going upstairs can be a chore. But there is one hidden talent not explored or trained; she has some impressive raw power. Perhaps when trained, it could one day blossom in devastating punches or kicks.

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Gabrysia dons her priestess robes and only has a spare of the same attire in her duffel bag. Always ironed out and pristine, it's likely she uses magic to perfect the cloth. The cap is only worn when she attends meetings or makes an appearance in a town or city, otherwise she keeps it off for comfort. A simple wooden staff is always in her hand, used as a makeshift walking cane to aid her weary bones.

Her attire leaves much to be desired for defense and it's clear she's not used to being in battle. Her duffel bag further contains a Book of Melitele, a notebook with pencils, some medical supplies and a water flask.

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Name: Adelmar von Mann
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Profession: Knight of the Order of the Flaming Rose
Age: 27
Sexual Orientation: Straight

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The Order has somewhat printed itself into Adelmar. While he’s not a cruel man per se, he’s willing to go far to please his father, and protect the human population. While not fanatical, he believes in the Eternal Fire. He’s prejudiced towards magic. This makes him assume a naturally cautious stance toward any sorcerers/sorceresses he comes across. Despite these traits he’s an empathic person. His nobility shines through a lot of the time. He doesn’t usually bother with peasant matters, but doesn’t hesitate to protect commonfolk against thugs preying on them.

[div class=fyuriheader] Background[/div]The von Manns are a respected noble family from Redania, with roots tracing to Temeria. The head of the house, Adalbert von Mann, is an authoritative and powerful man who’s been an integral figure in restoring the Order of the Flaming Rose back to where it is today. His son, Adelmar, has grown up in his father’s world, his way paved and his mind set on honoring his father’s work. At the age of fourteen he was assigned as squire of Tristan of Tretogor, a knight of the Order and a friend of his father. At the age of 20 he was knighted himself by the Grandmaster of the Order. During his time as a Knight of the Order, Adelmar has made a solid reputation for himself. Not only is his family well-rooted in the Order, his father Adalbert being a member of the Supreme Council and his cousin Albrecht of Rinde being a fellow knight, but his own actions have also made him stand out in the crowd as one of the prime monster experts of the Order. He’s continuously performed above and beyond during hunts, one of his greatest feats being not only surviving a vampire threat south-east of Blaviken, but also neutralizing it by killing the fleder causing the issue. Since then he’s been tasked with heavier assignments, tasks that would be fatal to most humans.
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Adelmar is an average sized man with clearly defined muscles. His square face hides the nature of his profession well, his pale complexion scarless and only slightly weathered. On top of his head grows blonde, straight hair reaching down to his eyebrows with the back and sides shaved. The hair gets darker with his side-burns, the rest of his face shaven down to stubble. A pair of blue-grey eyes rests comfortably under dark, fine eyebrows. Between them runs a slightly curved nose with a fleshy tip, just above his slender lips.

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[/div][/div] [div class=fyuricredit]code by @Fyuri[/div]

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