Onyxdragon's Characters (i guess)

[Liono]

Well, I guess you know what I'm about to do, so...

Name: Onyx Lurain
Age: 23 (Young Adult)
Gender: Male
Race: Elf
Image: Onyx has deep black hair, sharp brown eyes, pointed ears and wears leather armor. He has fair skin and bangs that cover an eye (he pulls it back in battle). Wears black pants and a brown shirt on normal days with white shoes. He wears a small necklace with a black gem in the pendant. Tall and kind looking.
Occupation/rank & mount type: Wandering traveler and has a chimera friend.
Mount: Solnoctis/Dielune
Bio: Onyx grew up in the hidden village of Quixel that had a prejudice against magic and any creatures (such as dragons, wolves, etc). However, when he was 10, he discovered a secret magical rune and a chimera egg. Naturally, knowing the town's hate, he kept his ability and egg to himself, caring for the chimera when it hatched. But, when he was 18, his parents discovered him playing with a "lowly animal" as they call it, and on top of that, a villager found evidence of his magic and he was exiled. Now wandering the world with his chimera, Onyx finds himself in Callihana, where his life will change forever.
Likes: A hot drink, fog (for some odd reason), something exciting, cookies
Dislikes: Dogs and wolves (due to an allergy), abandonment, milk, closed spaces
Personality: A good person, though he holds grudges. Caring to his friends, if anyone hurts him or the ones he loves, he is merciless and cruel.
Wealth: Fluctuates due to if he wants to set a job in the town/city he's in.
Extra: Currently at the inn and duel wields daggers. Has a small magical staff that is only useful for low level spells. Hopes to one day use duel wielding swords and be a high enough skilled mage to get rid of some of the impractical-ness.
Name: Xelphen Delfria
Race: Animagius - Snowy Owl
Age: 156 years
Sex: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Appearance: In his human form, he has fair skin, is 6', and has long, flowing silver hair. He is well-toned and has "ear tuffs" coming from the top of his hair and tail feathers. (He always has to cut out a part of his pants) His yellow eyes can turn from gentle to intense in an instant. He wears white gloves and shoes with simple, black clothes covering his body.
Element Affinity: Void
Mana Color: Crimson
Mana Gates: 5
He can also use a "void sphere" as he calls it, which is basically a ball of pure "void" on his enemy, it deals major damage, takes a lot of life energy for itself (Xelphen doesn't get anything), and dissipates. The reason it doesn't suck things out of existence? Because it's really small. (Imagine a Dum Dum sucker kids get at the docter's office.) The bad news is it takes an extensive amount of power from Xelphen and can cause nausea, fatigue, overpowering his mana so he might not be able to use it for a few hours, and overall bad things. So he only uses it for emergencies.
Also, Xelphen can use portals to teleport around to always get the element of surprise on his opponent. (based off of an idea that black holes are wormholes to other universes) He puts down a portal, chooses where to place the next one, and appears. Of course it has some drawbacks. The portals are crimson-colored, making it easy to spot and get ready for. If the enemy is fast enough, they can block it quickly or dodge it, especially since the portals need a wall to appear. Meaning if Xelphen is fighting in a grassy plain, he's only going to appear from the ground and the opponent can just spin with their sword and hit him. Also, his element is very unique, which can catch an enemy by surprise. He tries to not use his power that much due to that same reason. That plus his appearance will gain him popularity which means his enemies will know what to expect. Xelphen doesn't want that to happen.
Aside from his element, he has mastered dual swords, trains his body regularly, and carries a pistol around.
Xelphen was born to Rila Delfria, a famous scientist that helped advance the world with her studies, and Tailon Delfria, one of the best soldiers in his army and is a hero to his country. So naturally, everyone was excited when it was heard that the Delfrias had a child, Xelphen. But growing up was... difficult for him. His parents always had high expectations for his every action. Do well in school, Xelphen. You Have to get that award. Study everyday, Xelphen. If the kids at school study 5 days a week, you have to study 7 days a week. The boy next door did a debate last weekend, what did you do last weekend? Xelphen, come practice your combat, I'm not going to have a sissy for a child. But, Xelphen held his feelings in. He didn't want to do this, but he did anyway. He didn't show his hurt. Everyday, the weight in his chest grew and grew... Then, one day, he snapped. Xelphen's feelings imploded and collapsed within himself. He yelled at his parents, walked out the door... and ran away. He lived on the streets, a young child begging for money, an animagius, no less. He had regretted leaving his family, but he couldn't just go back. Because of his choice all of his family disappeared. All his relationships are gone. His normal life was sucked out of existence. Being an animagius meant an entire race rejected him. Xelphen had nothing. Then, one day, a human woman walked up to him and said she would take care of him. She was from Eneesha and her name was Sarah. Sarah was taking a vacation to his country and said he would live with her back at her home.
Eventually, when he was old enough, Xelphen was sent off to practice the sword at a human academy. Because of his race his peers always mocked him and all around tried to hinder his progress. But, he controlled himself and became top of his class. Xelphen graduated and stayed in Eneesha ever since. Skip to today. Xelphen is worried like the rest of the people of Eneesha. His home is being destroyed and he believes about this black shadow flying over Cormount is worth investigating. Xelphen wants to do something.
I'll change anything! Most of the bio has been edited and the powers have been clarified a bit more.
Name: Quetzal
Gender: Male
Race: Grypas
Appearance: http://www0.artflakes.com/artwork/products/324775/poster/gryphon.jpg
Personality: Patient, calm when faced with danger. He is always the observer, staying quiet and thinking things through. Direct in his speech, and tends to not have many friends because of that. No bias towards any gryphon.
Reason for coming to the Island: A Promise
Age:Young
History: Growing up in the forests of Mississippi, his family always were wary of others gryphons and moved from one forest to another, just to be alone. Quetzal always wondered about this, but one day he found out. Five grypas had surrounded their home, looking for revenge for something his father had done. His parents fought valiantly, but in the end it was obvious who would win. They had sent him away, but not without his mother asking him to keep a promise. A promise that could only be fulfilled at the Island. And so Quetzal went.
Possession(s): A paintbrush given to him by a friend before Quetzal had moved away from her.
Hunting Ability: Average
Speed: Fast
Allies/Companions: N/A
Name: Noah
Age: 15
Gender:Male
Sexual Orientation:Homosexual
Child Of: Nō (Pokemon Conquest, Ghost)
Hair Color: Purple
Eye Color: Red
Personality: Quiet, but not shy at all, he's willing to speak up if he needs to. Direct, creative, not humorous at all. He's always serious, though Noah tends to lighten up near people around his age group or his friends. (who tend to be around his age group) Always picks up on things easily, though he can overthink problems.
Background: Being born to a Warlord in Ransei, it being Nō, no less, he always had trouble making friends when he's out traveling the world. Noah will be the next Warlord in Spectra, but right now, he just wants to see what's out there. Doesn't have a problem saying his sexuality if asked, but no one ever asks.
Appearance:http://pre11.deviantart.net/bca3/th/pre/i/2013/293/1/a/scarlet__ozmafia_by_bomhat-d6r50pp.jpg
Pokémon List: Shedinja(Thanatos), Golem(Geb), Minun(Raijin), Chingling(Orpheus)
Move Set: Thanatos-Metal Claw, Shadow Sneak, Aerial Ace,Confuse Ray/Geb-Rock Blast, Stealth Rock, Earthquake, Toxic/Raijin-Nasty Plot, Nuzzle, Thunder, Facade/Orpheus-Confusion,Astonish,Psyshock,Hypnosis
Miscellaneous: Being a Warrior, all his pokemon are out at once.
Name: Joshua Hunt (Josh)
Type: Clairvoyant
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Sexual orientation: Demisexual
Appearance: Short blond hair, light gray eyes. Fair skin, Muscular, 5'9". Orange shirt, jeans, white hoodie.
Background/Bio: Born an only child and mostly antisocial all his life, he really just enjoyed drawing in his notebook. Finding inspiration in everything, he drew things from vampires to witches to werewolves. Of course, when he found out he was a clairvoyant and the supernatural exist, you can imagine his reaction. Josh kept his secret of his throughout his life, (though he did like using his powers against his enemies in school) until he could finally leave the house and be on his way. He travels the world to participate in the finding of "Risks."
Personality: He's creative, drawing whenever he can in his notebook. He's kind to his friends. Protective and will hurt or kill if he has to.
Other: Generally doesn't fight but does pack a punch if he has to. Uses his notebook to draw out what he sees when he uses his powers.

[AniahLiepard]

Noah! :)

[Liono]

Name: Venus
Age: 16
Sexual Orientation: Asexual
Child Of: Mars
Hair Color: Red
Eye Color: Red
Personality: Cold and calculating, she always takes everything into consideration. She stays quiet and plans out her next move carefully. She emits an aura of harmlessness, though she is everything but that when she battles and you can see in her eyes and her pokemon.
Background: Born to Mars in the Sinnoh region, she was raised to be evil and ruthless. She always believed this and her actions always reflected this teaching. But what really turned her away from good was this. Venus was born with a speech impediment. Always pausing at her every word, she could barely form a sentence with her limited vocabulary. For this, she was teased, laughed at, beaten down by bullies. She couldn't tell her mother what was happening, because Mars loved it. It turned her daughter evil. Now, she is 16, she was sent, by Mars, on her first mission to revive Team Galactic at Hoenn.
Appearance: http://ami.animecharactersdatabase.com/uploads/chars/5688-2090839567.jpg
Mega Houndoom(Infernum)- Nasty Plot, Fire Blast, Dark Pulse, Will-O-Wisp
Spiritomb(Multis) - Sucker Punch, Pursuit, Will-O-Wisp, Taunt
Samurott(Diluvium) - Swords Dance, Waterfall, Aqua Jet, Megahorn
Dusclops(Oculus) - Calm Mind, Rest, Shadow Ball, Ice Beam
Elekid(Fragor) - Shock Wave, Thunder Wave, Toxic, Return
Elgyem(Arcanum) - Teleport, Confusion, Shadow Ball, Miracle Eye
All Serebii Checked!

Miscellaneous: She has a mask with a keystone in it. https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/22/16/8e/22168e594955e750921734533cd5ed15.jpg
Name: Rouge
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Class: Lone Wolf
Appearance: Red hair, brown eyes, short. Wears a simple black t-shirt, jeans, and a black hoodie.
Personality: A genius with truly astonishing brainpower and a confidence that doesn't quite fit his appearance, his dream is to spend every day sleeping. (it's 1 am right now so i got this off the bulbapedia site for Hanbei)
Axew (Green) [Dragon Rage, Dragon Dance, Slash, Toxic/ Wailord (Blue) [Water Spout, Bounce, Surf, Ice Beam]/ Ninjask (Yellow) [X-Scissor, Swords Dance, Protect, Return]/ Gliscor (Purple) [T-Fang, I-Fang, F-Fang, Double Team]
Yeah, and also we need more diversity. C.S time!
Name: Kevin Long
Type: Sorcerer
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Sexual orientation: Homosexual
Appearance: Black T-Shirt, jeans. Thin, brown eyes, blond short hair. 6'0"
Background/Bio: Normal life, normal school, normal days. Lives in New York.
Personality: Laid-back and wants to live an easy life.
Other:
Name: Sol Tanem
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Appearance: Green hair, green eyes, 6'0", well toned.
Sexual Orientation: Demisexual
Element: Air
Number of Veils Unlocked(1~10): 5
Bio: Born in Aura under two air mages, it was pretty obvious what he was going to be. When he was growing up, everything seemed fine and calm. Then one day, when he was 17, his quiet neighborhood was attacked by monsters of all kinds. Flying dog with fangs and snakes for tails, 8-headed dragons that breathed fire. His family was in danger. Sol had to do something, but his family told him to get away, said they would handle it. So, he took the teleporter to Nix, when he later stayed his whole life. Finally, he got the news of what happened to his town, his parents. Everything was destroyed. His parents were dead.
Personality: A quiet man that doesn't takes risks unless absolutely necessary, he is kind to his friends,.
Powers: He uses the air element to launch himself at the enemy, creating a really forceful attack. Sol also create little "air sheets" under his shoes so he can move faster. He can shoot "air slashes" at his foes, which is mainly used as a sniping technique. If he does it right and he's lucky, Sol can create a mini-tornado.
Weapons: Has a sabre and a pistol.
Other:
Name: Virgo
Gem: Evomere
http://static.boredpanda.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/zodiac-monsters-fantasy-digital-art-damon-hellandbrand-6.jpg
Powers: Virgo can summon "Light Spears" to skewer her enemies. She can use this light to create a weapon for herself, such as a shield, sword, etc. She can use her high-pitched scream to distract enemies, and can, obviously, fly.
Intelligence Level: Human

[Liono]

Name: Roy Rivera
Title: Luck Luminary
Skin (In 3-D form): http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/6078891/dragon-boy/
Personality: Roy can be very blunt and sarcastic; usually very quiet. That being said, he has a warmer side that shows how generous and soft he can be. If you ask one of his few friends what Roy's like, they will most likely answer that he is "truly kind, easily hurt, and gets lonely quickly," adding on that he is "a little clumsy," at which point Roy will probably tell them to shut up.
Stats:
Parkour: 1
Puzzle: 8
PVP: 3
Architecture: 4
Redstone: 4
Crafting: 5
Trivia: 7
Luck: 10
Name: Melissa Patel
Title: Redstone Rarity
Skin (In 3-D form): http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/6085625/edited-skin/
Personality: A girl with a silver tongue who enjoys talking in circles, if only to confuse others and amuse herself. Though her mannerisms work to keep those around her at arm's length, she is a dedicated friend and only teases out of affection. With everything in life, including the things she eats, she enjoys a little bit of risk.
Stats:
Parkour: 5
Puzzle: 4
PVP: 6
Architecture: 6
Redstone: 10
Crafting: 6
Trivia: 3
Luck: 2
Name: Xelphen Delfria
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Race: Elf
Class: Shadowalker
Abilities: Invisibility, and to a lesser extent, muffling his steps, which he uses more often and can calm his targets, making them dull as he takes their valuables. Telekinesis is useful for him, and can summon a ball of light, though not for long. Vee can heal himself and targets, if he really wanted to, and if he gets into a fight, Vee can use the powers of electricity to help him out.
Creed/Belief: Vee believes that while good is better than chaos, there's a balance between the two. All good, a dull prison. All chaos, a living hell.
Dislikes: Ogres
Appearance: http://img08.deviantart.net/c4db/i/2009/264/6/8/thief_male_by_luyoung.jpg
Equipments: Leather armor, potions, pick locks, and a small bag.
Weapons: Dual daggers, though if he needs to, Vee is trained to use a sword.
http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20111215174603/thenarutofanon/images/3/38/Kenji's_dual_daggers.jpg
Historical reference: Born a very poor family, Vee's parents worked very hard just to get enough food for two adults and a child. But one day, they just left their child in the streets and disappeared from his life. Thrown him out. And who had raised him while he was little, trying to survive in a deadly world? A trio of thieves. They took him into their group and taught him to steal. Steal money, steal food, steal everything. All his life, he thought the only way to survive was to be one of the takers.

Once, on a day that the group were out hunting, they encountered an issue. Ogres. Due to how strong the ogres were, it didn't take much for them to carry the quadruplet to their den. There, the carnivorous creatures started to eat the thieves, one by one. Vee barely managed to escape with his life, but not before he had to watch his people, his family, be slaughtered and cooked, chewed up by those monsters. He'd always been alone since that day, and had an inner hatred for ogres for the rest of his life.

Talonborne: Yes
Name: Cyta Mesal
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Class: Stormcaller
Abilities: Training in multiple magic studies, she excels at casting destructive spells. She has a wide range, all of them being frost, shock, fire, earth, and wind. Cyta is also a close second in restorative spells, and in an emergency, can toughen her skin to be an iron wall. One of her more remarkable achievements is the summoning of a beloved familiar, Gemini.
http://orig08.deviantart.net/c5b9/f/2009/253/3/6/mukuro__s_owl_by_aliu292.jpg
Gemini attacks the opponent with her talons, and can use restorative spells as well. She uses the spell 'Fear' a lot and tends to even use it outside of battle, much to the annoyance of Cyta. If she's in a pinch, she can use an illusion to try to trick her opponent, though this usually happens once before the attacker catches on. If Gemini gets too far from Cyta or she gets 'killed,' she will disappear into her realm. It takes Cyta quite a bit of time to summon her back.
Creed/Belief: She believes that all evil deserve only one second chance, one more moment to prove themselves. Only one, though. She can't stand arrogant, cocky bullies.
Dislikes: Council Humans (besides her parents)
http://i.imgur.com/ls5PL.jpg
Equipments: Leather armor, potions
Weapons: Staff and Rae-Pistol
http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130414201603/runescape/images/e/e1/Ancient_staff_detail.png
Historical reference: Not much is known about how Cyta was born, as she found on in front of the door of the Mesal couple, two Council Humans. Taking pity on the small baby, they took her in, despite her being a normal Human. They knew she was a regular human, she knew, everyone in the village knew. So, she was teased. Bullied. Laughed at by these arrogant, cocky fools. All in the village, adults and kids, the only ones nice to her were her parents, But, she kept his anger aside.

Matters only got worse when she wanted to study magic, all around her snarky comments of how she would fail and how we council would be infinitely better than you. Cyta couldn't take it anymore, and left, with a vow. To become the best mage, one that no 'council mage' could be. And what better way to prove it than Kha'Ran?
Talonborne: Yes
Name: 'Black Witch' Delly Velthorn
Age: 76
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Appearance: http://www.bitsandpieces.us/wp-content/uploads/2013/02/old-lady2.jpg
Element: Dark
Number of Veils Unlocked(1~10): She says 7, but...
Bio: Born in Lutum to two time mages, you wouldn't expect their child to be a dark mage, but nevertheless, it happened. Feeling bad for the girl, they decided to move to Arcanum, so her powers can be trained fully. Growing up in the darkness however, had a toll on the girl and the family constantly went on trips to other planets when there was a break in school. As Delly went on with her life, she noticed that she felt different, something wasn't normal with her. Then one day, when she was 20 and moved out of her house, a voice within her dreams called out to her, saying, "You are destined to lead the people, Delly Velthorn. You are the Black Mage, the representation of Discipline. Go on and meet the others at Exedo."

Skip to when she's thirty. The Great War has struck Kilexa. A rebellion force had taken over 5 of the 16 worlds and they needed to be stopped. Delly rose up against the rebels, leading the army to fight one of the greatest battles ever, The Undanese Massacre. One of the top fighters in the battle, Delly slaughtered most of the rebels, gaining her the title of 'Black Witch'. The winning of the Undanese Massacre had meant the Kilexians had stopped the war, giving peace to all across the land. After the battle, she retired from the army, settled down with her husband, and began her life as a historian, delving into the past and trying to connect the bits and pieces of times long spent. For whatever reason, however, she won't tell what she found out.

Now at age 76, she lives her life in quiet Exedo, happily living with her husband and having 4 grandchildren. But, now she has heard about the gems, the monsters that have plagued them.

Personality: She is kind and helpful, wanting a quiet life is all. But, if anything tries to disturb that peace, she will fight against it. And trust me, she is scary when angry. Discipline is most important of all, she says, rules and punishment if there is something that breaks them.
Powers: Delly uses the power of fear to distract her enemies and and the power of shadows to kill them. Delly searches within a person's subconscious to find their phobias, exploit this fear to terrify her enemies, then kills them. She can summon a black fog that takes the shape of what she wills it to be, from a sword to slice her foes, to wasps with deadly stingers.
Weapons: Uses her powers.
Other: She's important to one of my plot points, that's why I'm adding her.

[Liono]

http://orig04.deviantart.net/7dc1/f/2012/149/8/b/rin_okumura_avatar_vii_by_yugoku_chan-d51hvrr.jpg

❖↱trials in the sky↲

▒❥ Fero Anuu Bise

▒❥ Age 21

▒❥ Dragon Rider

▒❥ onyxdragon

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[Liono]

http://orig13.deviantart.net/5ca8/f/2013/209/c/7/okumura_sig__by_cart_kun-d6fjg3w.png
◣*( THIS IS REAL˟ ◞ THIS IS ME)₀₁




✖.┋⊰ ˚ full name. ◞• ──── Fero Anuu Bise

✖.┋⊰ ˚ nickname. ◞• ──── Jackal

✖.┋⊰ ˚ gender. ◞• ──── Male

✖.┋⊰ ˚ age. ◞• ──── Twenty-One

✖.┋⊰ ˚ sexuality. ◞• ──── Homosexual

✖.┋⊰ ˚ occupation. ◞• ──── Dragon Rider Recruit




◣*( DIVE IN A LITTLE ˟ ◞ DEEPER)₀₁


✖.┋⊰ ˚ biography. ◞• ──── Fero had always lived life in Galbadia, born and raised in the Kingdom. But, he also lived his life in loneliness and death. His mother died due to a gang beating her to death, and Fero's happy relation with his father turned into a pressuring and sad one. Ever since her death, his father spent his time working multiple jobs, trying to get Fero into the best schools as he possibly can, and making sure he made the best grades on everything. His father would always tell him to study and stressed Fero out with everything. But Fero did it all, due to a phrase his father would say. "Do it for your mother."

Fero would take his anger and stress out his fellow students. One insult or one annoying thing would make sure that kid was sorry by the end of the day. His aggressive behavior led to his nickname, Jackal. He lived life pressured, going to a school on the weekdays with extra work just for him and a weekend school for the most prestigious students. And Fero did it, because he knew his dad was working himself to his literal death. His dad would work almost all 24 hours, just being skin and bones, so he can make enough money to make sure his son would be the best he can be. His final accomplishment was sending his son to the Naval Academy, dying while Fero was getting there. Everyday, Fero will remind himself to keep going. "Do it for your mother."


◣*( A FEW OF MY ˟ ◞ FAVORITE THINGS)₀₁




✖.┋⊰ ˚ like. ◞• ──── The color black

✖.┋⊰ ˚ like. ◞• ──── Dragons (and animals in general)

✖.┋⊰ ˚ like. ◞• ──── Hurting people that hurt his friends or him (in any sort of way, from a battle wound to someone's insults)

✖.┋⊰ ˚ like. ◞• ──── Music

✖.┋⊰ ˚ like. ◞• ──── Drawing




◣*( NO CHANCE ˟ ◞ NO WAY)₀₁




✖.┋⊰ ˚ dislike. ◞• ──── Celery

✖.┋⊰ ˚ dislike. ◞• ──── Being told what to do (by anyone he doesn't like)

✖.┋⊰ ˚ dislike. ◞• ──── "Criticism" that consists of yelling at Fero that he's an idiot over and over (and things like that)

✖.┋⊰ ˚ dislike. ◞• ──── Bullies (arrogance in general)

✖.┋⊰ ˚ dislike. ◞• ──── Schedules that are crowded with things to do

[Liono]

Name: Ryker Leon

Age: 24

Gender: Male

CERTIFICATION: Popularity (and how he acts): D List

Actual Power: B List

Powers: Illusion Mastery: Ryker can manipulate illusions, creating mirages ranging from multiple clones of himself to seemingly drawing a sword when he’s shooting a gun. From having to suns in the sky to an imaginary earthquake, Ryker could seemingly break reality with his fakes. But that’s all it is, fake. Of course, after the enemy figures it out, it’s almost useless. Almost.

Teleportation: Ryker can move himself and his illusions from one place to another in an instant. This is pretty self-explanatory.

Skills: Hand to hand combat, proficient at wielding a gun and a whip

Equipment: https://www.karatemart.com/images/products/large/ghost-rider-chain-whip.jpg

Suit: https://johnnymarcondes.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/m-1001-white.jpg
http://www.christelapparel.com/image/cache/data/mens_black_clergy_robe_gold_piping_stone_cuff_bgsc-500x500.jpg

Appearance: http://www.shammiexports.com/images/23.jpeg

Codename: Puppet

Preferred housing: A nice room with a computer and a bed is fine.

Tell us about yourself: Not much happened in my life. I had a good relationship with my family, my friends, made some enemies here and there. Though, there was that one time...

I was trying to sleep on my bed, and I kept hearing my heartbeat in my pillow. It always scared me as a child. I slept on a bunk bed even though I was an only child, and I always went on the top. Then, I would wake up in the middle of the night on the bottom. It happened a lot, and each time I would dismiss it as me just going to the bathroom.

Then, one day, I wasn't on my bed, I was outside, at the park. I remember being scared and confused, why wasn't I at home? I kept trying to go home, but in the darkness, young little Ryker got lost. I didn't know how long it took for me to get to my house, but I made it. There, I found my mother crying with a police officer. They were relieved to see me, and told me about the runaway note I left.

I told them I didn't write anything, and the policeman showed me the paper.

"This isn't my handwriting."

Looking back on it now, I think it was just a nightmare I had, back when I was eleven. Stupid little me waking up the next day, shaking and shivering.

Right?

Anyway, I found my powers a year after that. I could make copies of myself when I reached out my hand, and when I felt like it, I could move any place I wanted to. Never been late to school since. I kept my powers a secret through my life, growing up into the man I am today. I got certified, and started fighting crime as the Puppet.

Not all of us are special little snowflakes.


Name: Vanessa Claver

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Type: Enigmatic

Threat LEVEL: 3

Powers: Light and Dark Manipulation: She can control light and darkness into a sort of liquid form, hardening them into whatever form she pleases.

Skills: She practices with all weapons using her light and dark liquids, taking time each day to play with a single weapon. Since the weapon is her’s, it can’t hurt her, so she can imagine some really wild weapons and be proficient with it.

Equipment: Whatever she creates

Suit: http://s3.favim.com/orig/45/bag-beautiful-black-clothes-coat-Favim.com-401554.jpg

Appearance: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/dd/15/32/dd1532dafbeea1f15673418e0b143fb1.jpg

Codename: Prism


Name: Lacerta Vetus; Nickname: Cert
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Race: Reptor
Appearance: http://lparchive.org/Elder-Scrolls-3-Morrowind/12-YCcul.jpg
Belief: Ah, who cares? Stop annoying me. Fine, fine! I'll tell you. Chaos and peace are two sides of the same spectrum, too much of either is bad. But, the worst is when the scale is positioned in the middle. Now, off with you!
Disliked Race: Elves. Their pretty hair and pale skin and I'm-so-special attitude gets to me. What do you mean there's something more? How about you shut your mouth?
Abilities: The black night and the elusive moon.
Cert can create illusions to trick the enemy, though the bigger and longer he holds it, the more energy is taken away from him. Sometimes, it just fails, leaving a very poor blur of the intended illusion. It may not even appear at all. (based on the superstition that the full moon makes people go crazy)

Cert can also attack using black blobs of... stuff, Cert really doesn't know what to call it. All he knows is that it is deadly, powerful, and twinkles like it has millions of stars inside it.

If Cert uses his powers correctly, he can give his scales a more reflective property. The light around hims bounces off, giving his features a soft white glow. He doesn't know how helpful it is in combat, or even why he has it in the first place, but Cert is willing to find some sort of use for this.

Weapons: http://windlass.com/wp-content/themes/windlass/product-imagery/swords-knives-daggers/elven-short-sword/elven-short-sword-2.jpg
Equipment: Potions, light leather armor
Backstory: Born to a normal Reptor village, Cert was living a good life. He had access to a strange kind of offensive magic, and was growing as a soldier rapidly. Then one day, when he was 14, an elven assassin came and killed his father. As the assassin left, she didn't notice the reptor boy standing there, looking at her ears. He's hated elves ever since, the next year tracking down the assassin and her family, taking an Elven blade from their house.

Cert killed them all.
Reason to come to Nilrahan: Repenting

I am the Bearer

Name: Sphinx Syvanos
Age: 20
Appearance: http://pre04.deviantart.net/0df9/th/pre/i/2014/299/f/e/elf_knight_by_undertheheaven-d84b6bp.jpg
Gender: Female
Race: Elf
Belief: The world is unruly, imperfect without order. Chaos is an abomination that should be destroyed, but every knight has to dip their hands into it. You cannot fight monsters without being one.
Disliked Race: Dwarves.
Abilities: The mythical mist and the floating clouds.

Sphinx can create mist to make her foes have limited vision, or, if she puts her mind to it, she can create fog, a much more denser cloud that's very hard to see in.

She can see in any mist or fog.

Sphinx can manipulate clouds in the sky, moving them towards any place, so long as it is not down on the land.

She can create a cloud that lifts anyone up, and controlled at her will. This usually takes up most of her power, so it is used as an escape tactic.
Weapons: See picture.
Equipment: Armor, see picture. A few potions, and an iron shield.
Backstory: Sphinx was born into the life of the homeless, often stealing from the merchants and markets in town. Her mother dying in childbirth and her father nowhere to be seen, Sphinx had to survive alone. She stole a practice sword and created a dummy , albeit poorly made, helped her become a warrior.

A knight came into town and witnessed Sphinx's amazing ability. He took her up, training her in the ways of the sword and taught her about good and evil.

"You must destroy evil, as they don't know anything else."
Reason to come to Nilrahan: To kill the End-Bringer, the evil one.

I am the Bearer
Name: Asher Firella (nickname: Ash)
Age: 21
Race: Half-Breed; Veraantras Dragon (plural: veraantrai; shortened to raan) and Human
Gender: Male
Height: 5'7"

Personality: Quiet and reserved, Ash has a tendency to get on the nerves on some people, but he is mostly good overall. Tend to laugh at jokes (though his own humor isn't good) though he will get protective and defensive with some. Amazing musical ability, able to play many instruments well, and usually carries a flute around.

Background: Veraantrai dragons are one of the more strange dragons out there, particularly that they can transform into a human form. They also revel in knowledge, breathe fire, and generally very smart.

It is also known that they hate humans, and humans hate them back.

Which is why, when a human marries and has a child with a Raan, things won't turn out well.

His mother died in childbirth, and was quickly removed from history by Raan council members and the help of Ash's human father, who only found out about his wife's race after her death. She was replaced with Rechele Domase, who mysteriously disappeared, and friends found out that Ash's father was very good at keeping her a secret until she died.

Only Ash and his father knew, the evidence on his left arm and back. Ash kept his long sleeves locked up in many different laces, and no-one knew about his heritage. He grew up, surrounded by people who were curious about his sleeve, but nobody came close to finding out.

He became the court composer's assistant, and a music tutor to a girl named Palia. Not content with his life, he decided to set off on a journey around the Archipelago of Dreams, much to the dismay of his father. Ash was told many times not to draw attention to himself, and being an explorer seemed just the thing to dismantle that lesson. Ash gave his word not to let anyone see his scales and set off.

Ash knew he would be shunned and looked down upon if humans or Raan dragons saw his scales, but he felt that he was a master at stealth. His entire life was full of lies and deceit.

Most of it from him.

Notable appearance details: Ruki is a handsome young man with short ruffled hair colored with black on top and white on the tips. He has blue-grey eyes and silver scales running down his right arm and from his left shoulder to his right hip.
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My mission is the only thing that matters.

Name: Evelyn Coldere
Race: Stained Glass Dragon
Appearance: http://dfep0xlbws1ys.cloudfront.net/thumbsd6/0e/d60e25a21a8ae2b738837fed6fefc5ed.jpg
Age: 245
Gender: Female
Abilities: Pure dragon strength; Enemies tend to get mesmerized by her looks before they realized they're about to get eaten; Loud roar; Good at eating
History:
Personality:

I like blueberries.
I hate blackberries.
Falling, falling forever towards the abyss...

Name: Jack Smith
Race: Human
Appearance: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/42/a4/45/42a445ebb712c6a6ed1820ffa8cb7cb8.jpg
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Abilities: Fit; Good at fishing;
History:
Personality:

I like blueberries.
I hate blackberries.
Name: Mayu
Age: 13
Race: Chimera
Gender: Female
Height: 2'4"

Personality: Bubbly, active, and generally acts more of a little girl than a growing chimera

Background: At the tender age of one, Mayu was found by Ash, lost in the middle of the woods. Saved by him, she grew to love her owner, doing whatever he asked her. It was like they knew each other better than anyone else, both being made up of different species. And, she was the only other person that knew about Ash's scales.

Notable appearance details: Even though she has three heads, Mayu only has one mind, and controls which head she speaks out of. She can even sing, using all three heads in amazing harmony.
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Name: Palia Helvana
Age: 16
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Height: 5'2"

Personality: Usually upbeat and happy, when she's serious, she is serious. Speaking with an air of confidence and regal aura, you could almost say she was a queen, though she's a normal person. Palia is willing to change her ways if she is persuaded to think it is logical, and usually adaptable. Taught by Ash, she plays the oud incredibly well.

Background: Born to a small family in a tiny village, she's always wanted to play music. And luckily for her, she got a tutor in the name of Ash, who teaches her for free. When she heard Ash was going away on an adventure, nothing could stop her from being with her teacher and his pet. Ever since then, Palia has always thought Ash as family, protecting him like any sister would.

She doesn't know about the scales.

Notable appearance details: Blond hair and brown eyes, tends to be less dirty than her traveling companions.
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Name: Munii Huugin

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Height: 5'5"

Race: Feveir

Feveirs, or sometimes called as Raven people, are people with a unique style of magic. Through a symbol on their hand, they can use magic based on (usually) four elements (though some have been known to wield five), which they can switch between at any time. Each Feveir has different elements for their magic, which they are stuck with for all their life.

Also, they cry stones.

Munii has the usual magic of her people, symbol (http://www.stickerart.com.au/images/products/0911-424-kanji-many.png) and all, except for the fact she uses eight elements instead of the natural four.

Now, this isn't as overpowered as you might think it is. Her body seems to be dead-set on having variety and quantity than having specifics and quality. Each element takes times to perfect, and having eight of them to master takes a very long time, especially when Munii usually balances her training out between each element instead of choosing one to train over a long time. Also, if she switches quick enough, she can combine elements in a spell (though some are more useful than others).

Fire - Fireballs. Many, many fireballs.

Water - Munii can control water to a degree, generally used to get a drink without moving from where she is. :^)

Earth - Using her skills, she can tear the earth asunder use dirt and rock to attack her foes, or do like any other would and block attacks.

Air - Not much you can do with air alone until very late into your training, so I guess she blows on people until she can get them fireballs into the mix.

Darkness - Dark, shadowy blobs come out of her hand. They can't do much physical damage but hit emotionally and mentally. Munii doesn't like using this power.

Light - COLORS Used to surprise her foes. (she's working on invisibility next)

Nature - She can talk to animals with moderate translating ability. (working on controlling plants)

Lightning - Electric voltage powers with flashy results. guess you can say it's pretty shocking sorry not sorry


Brief Personality: Not really trusting of strangers, and not many strangers coming up to her (for obvious reasons, unless they're the police or something) Munii is usually quiet. But getting to know her, she's really an upbeat, ditzy girl and a silly, little goober who wants everyone to smile and be happy. She might not be the brightest girl in the world and many things might go over her head, but her cuteness and innocence makes up for it.

But don't mistake her scatterbrained self for stupidity.

Brief History: Ever since she was a girl, she would always play with this older boy that she thought of as an older brother to her. His name was Geriah Frekiu, a Teril. Terils and Feveirs in Munii's village at the time were on good terms, and Munii would never thank them enough for it. They would play all the time when they were little, laughing and having a good time.

Later, when they were teenagers, their status was still best friends. They would train together each day, and (with many, many rumors about romance) things seemed good for them. But one day, a horrible disaster would change this. Munii and Geriah were out walking together when suddenly her right hand started to heat up. The symbol on Munii's hand turned bright orange, as if metal was being melted into lava. Soon, an explosion rang out, blasting hot force radiating out of the symbol at incredible speeds.

Munii somehow survived unscathed. But Geriah was dead. Munii cried to sleep that night, but came to a surprising discovery in the morning.

Geriah's soul had been infused with her mind.

Other:

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Name: Geriah Frekiu

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Bisexual, but does that matter at this point?

Height: 5'10"

Race: Teril Spirit

Teril - Terils, also known as Wolf people, are almost like humans in every aspect. Except for hunting. With enhanced eyesight, night vision, expanded smell, and wider hearing range, they are perfect for hunting down their prey. Of course, Terils that live with more civilized people such as humans will try to tone it down, but they will have to answer their natural instinct and hunt every now and again.

Spirit - Exactly what you might think it is, a spirit is the soul of a deceased person that has not yet moved on from this world. Also considered extremely rude to a spirit if they've been passed through.

As the same when he was alive, Geriah will have the same perks to his senses, though he doesn't use them as a normal, living Teril would. Instead, he serves as a lookout for Munii now, warning her of danger.

As for his abilities as a ghost, he has many.

Cause - Basically interacting with the physical environment around him.

Appear - Let's him appear to anyone he wants, but Geriah is always visible to Munii. (and maybe if someone wants to be some sort of spirit seer)

Save - He saves anyone that is about to die from an impending death. This spell is always under his control, and can be turned off if he wished. (Example: Geriah can save someone from drowning, but if he turns off the Save on that person later, that person will drown, no matter where they are.) The more Saves he has, the less easier to keep under his grasp, and the more they might turn off without his command.

Control - Being a Teril can have its advantages, and one of those is being able to control an animal to do what he wants for a short while.

Scare - Though not technically a power, Geriah considers his talent to freak someone out on short notice pretty awesome.

Brief Personality: Overprotective of Munii, Geriah is mostly sarcastic in his approaches towards people, Munii even saying that Geriah has a knack of making everyone around his vicinity want to punch him. But he has a heart of gold, even if Geriah can be pretty greedy about money. Usually doesn't want to appear to anyone at all, but Munii forces him to make new friends.

Brief History: Ever since his soul got bound to Munii's mind, she has been traveling the world to, despite Geriah's complaints, make sure he gets unbound and sent to the next plane. Munii believes that this place would make Geriah happy, and he has no choice but to go along with her.

Other:

Name: Alyssa Quinn Harley (goes by Lyss)
Age: 16
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Personality: A sweet, optimistic girl with an outgoing, social personality. She has many friends and always has a smile on her face.
"Mediator: Poetic, kind and altruistic people, always eager to help a good cause."
Name: Ryker Rean Smith
Age: 17
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Personality: A loner in his school, Ryker is an antisocial teenager that would rather be at his house than at the slightest sense of a party.
"Architect: Imaginative and strategic thinkers, with a plan for everything."
Name: Brian Sawi Nguyen
Age: 15
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Personality: A funny individual who always makes new friends almost every day, whatever age they are. Isn't bothered by his differing eye colors.
"Entertainer: Spontaneous, energetic and enthusiastic people – life is never boring around them."
Name: Claire Evera Syn
Age: 16
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Personality: Despite having few friends, she cherishes them very much and is very loyal to those she trusts.
"Defender: Very dedicated and warm protectors, always ready to defend their loved ones."

[Liono]

a p p e a r a n c e :: http://cache4.asset-cache.net/gc/169709715-red-hair-male-with-glasses-hand-holding-gettyimages.jpg?v=1&c=IWSAsset&k=2&d=wv%2FLWoA%2Fs9%2Bts76Y%2BwCEqsMiGjRUnHxwAu6vF3vi %2B2prxG7QESZCNIs7rv2SfeIj6ZI%2BgSI8m2%2B8EmNLTqLP ig%3D%3D

n a m e :: Ryan Bennett

a g e :: 21

g e n d e r :: Male

p e r s o n a l i t y :: The Nerd: A smart, young man with a gigantic love for programming, anime, and video games, Ryan has had a computer by his side ever since he was a child. He is also smart about his surroundings, due to the Internet and real life, he has always observed people so he knew what they liked, what they disliked. He always knew how to act in the real world so people didn't hate him. Also considers himself adaptable. If Ryan woke up in a war where everyone had magical powers (and he had them too), he would take in the information and start trying to fight.

b i o :: Died due to a knife to the throat. He was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

s e x u a l i t y :: Homosexual

l i k e s // d i s l i k e s :: Likes: Dark Humor
Programming, Anime, Video Games
Video Game Soundtracks
Oranges

Dislikes: Bad Grammar
Not knowing something
Jeans
Celery

o t h e r ::
Name: Orion Welen

Age: 20

Appearance: http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/fairytailfanon/images/3/31/Smile-anime-guys-12082279-850-1002.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130426182549

History: He had a boring life. Same thing every, single, boring day, even when he was young. Wake up, go to school, go home. Now, he was grown, but Orion needed a break from this grey world, until a pokemon by the name of Palkia came. Palkia gave him something fun to go. Something with risk and reward. Something that turn his grey into black.

Pokémon + Moveset:

Bronzong: Chalybs
-Protect
-Gyro Ball
-Earthquake
-Toxic

Jellicent: Fovos
-Shadow Bal
-Scald
-Confuse Ray
-Pain Split

Nidoqueen: Roiyaru
-Earth Power
-Ice Beam
-Stealth Rock
-Sludge Wave

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Name
Daniel Ross

Age
22

Gender
Male

Species
Human with a magical power

Bio
A human with always a smug on his face and loves to know the situation so he can use it to his advantage. This attitude is accentuated by the fact that he is a Void Summoner, where he uses Void spells to his advantage and summons demons and other monsters. Daniel didn't come this far with just his good looks and brains. With a simple flick of his wrist he could kill ten people, and within a day gathered an army of imps and incubi that could take over his city. But he doesn't since he's not stupid.

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Name
Sarah Elessia

Age
25

Gender
Female

Species
Human with a magical power

Bio
Specializing in golems and puppets, Sarah basically acts as a Magic Dealer, getting information and items to the few mages in the city. She is also one of the most trustworthy, and keeps her word, but she expects her client to keep their end of the bargain too, or else they'll be paying with their lives.

Name: My name is Kenneth Green. (Nick: Ken or Kenny)

Age: I'm 26.

Gender: I'm a guy, obviously.

Sexuality: Err, straight. Yeah, straight. Don't lie to us. Homosexual, hasn't revealed to anybody.

Appearance: https://d2fzf9bbqh0om5.cloudfront.net/images/89691/main/mens_slim_fit_knitwear_hoodie_hoody_jacket_winter_ men_hoodies_3.jpg?1384079169
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Standing at 5'10", Kenneth has dark brown hair and sharp hazel eyes.

Not much happened in my life. I had a good relationship with my family, my friends, made some enemies here and there. Though, there was that one time...

I was trying to sleep on my bed, and I kept hearing my heartbeat in my pillow. It always scared me as a child. I slept on a bunk bed even though I was an only child, and I always went on the top. Then, I would wake up in the middle of the night on the bottom. It happened a lot, and each time I would dismiss it as me just going to the bathroom.

Then, one day, I wasn't on my bed, I was outside, at the park. I remember being scared and confused, why wasn't I at home? I kept trying to go home, but in the darkness, young little Kenneth got lost. I didn't know how long it took for me to get to my house, but I made it. There, I found my mother crying with a police officer. They were relieved to see me, and told me about the runaway note I left.

I told them I didn't write anything, and the policeman showed me the paper.

"This isn't my handwriting."

Looking back on it now, I think it was just a nightmare I had, back when I was eleven. Stupid little me waking up the next day, shaking and shivering.

Right?

Anyway, I found my powers a year after that. I could shape metal to anything I wanted, and in art class in my middle school, I would always come out on top. Used to have problems with metal flying towards me accidentally, but I've gotten in control now.

Not all of us are special little snowflakes.

Magic: Yeah, my magic is pretty cool.
Metal Control: Kenneth can shape iron and steel to whatever form he wishes, sword and shield, knife and dagger. He can only grab and control metal in a three feet barrier around him, though the sphere gives increased momentum and kinetic energy to whatever he controls. This means he can fire sharp iron towards his enemies, though whenever the projectiles leave the area, Ken is not getting them back.

Other: Has a four foot long metal pole which he made to carry his iron and steel supply in battle.

[Liono]

Name: Gel Veirlo

Age: 34

Gender: Male

Race: Dwarf

Former Allegiance: House Kranghün

Appearance: http://orig03.deviantart.net/c5e8/f/2011/234/c/b/party_dwarf_by_capprotti-d47g5pt.jpg

Dislikes which race?: Mordenblights

Belief: "Listen. All I want is a good time, but it seems they only want war. Order and chaos go hand and hand. Order is used to make Severon right. Chaos is used to keep it that way."

Weapons: http://www.hill-interiors.com/images/giant/g601.jpg

Equipment: Plated armor, potions

Attribution: Attribution of Wrath
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Gel turns into a thousand wisps, the main one being the picture above. Small and quick, their sharp, long claws capable of tearing through a person's body in seconds. The swarm targets things based on the leader's order, the white fire burning into the memory of anyone that survives. They can also breathe tiny embers that can burn the thing that angered Gel.

Abilities: With the Attribution of Wrath, Gel's axe deals twice as much damage as it normally does. He can also cast a fireball from his hands, though Gel would rather use his actual hands for fighting.

Historical Reference: A lord of House Kranghün, Gel didn't really know why the Houses of the Oath had to fight. They had to keep Severon safe, not compete in a game of "Who Can Kill All The Innocents First." He knew since he was young that war was necessary to keep Severon from falling, but this was stupid. Complete, utter idiocy. Gel sought to end the Age of Turmoil, but his plans were heard about, and he was exiled from his house. Gel knows to seek help from another land, and he needs others to do it with him.
Name: Elm Penten

Race: Gnome

Age: 237

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Personality: Curiosity incarnate and general fact seeker, Elm's general purpose is to satisfy his life dream-knowledge, which he quenches through alchemy. Whether it's messing around in his lab trying to invent an invisibility potion or trading for a rare ore from the dwarves just to try to turn it into gold, Elm is always fiddling with notes and testing his new discoveries.

When he's actually out of his house and socializing, Elm is a kind, humorous fellow, cracking bad jokes and puns if just to make himself laugh. On the inside however, he is strictly analyzing a person's movements, words, or actions that could lead to them hurting him or his friends. Elm doesn't trust very easily due to this, and over-complicates things sometimes too, but Elm is loyal to the very end if he finds a trustworthy person that he can call his friend.

Brief Backstory: Elm was a rather infamous gnome among his race, revered for his alchemical skills. He was like this since he was a child, even if his many mishaps set him back. He is known for his many discoveries advancing his trade, and his tendencies to test his new findings on either himself or the nearest rat he can find. In fact, Elm is somewhat treated as a celebrity of sorts to the gnome race. Though Elm is perfectly comfortable being treated like a normal person, he is always called on to deal with some monster on the loose that was terrorizing someone, Elm expected to cure it with his potions. Elm was getting terribly bored of it...

And then one day, a new opportunity knocked on his door. Bang, bang. It was a message stating that he had been picked as an agent to, with the help of others, find out who was behind the assassination of the Human King, the attack on the Council of the Bearded, and the sickness that was spreading throughout the elves.

"Something new? I needed more fun in my life."

Skills: A master at alchemy and proficient at engineering, Elm has all the skills that one might expect from a gnome, but what someone might not know is his technique in math. Through many decades of hard training, Elm has the skill to do seemingly complicated calculations with ease, often just doing them in his mind. Elm also has some skill in astronomy, but that was a long, long time ago...

Weapons: Dagger, many potions, ranging from health, poison, even blinding gas

Other (optional):

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Approximate Stats
STR: D
END: C
AGI: D
MGI: B+
LCK: C+
NP: ?

Skills:
Dead Apostle (B): This person has transcended beyond humanity to the next stage of evolution... Bonuses to all skills are observed, but there is a great cost.

Insanity (-): There is no going back. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uGqvpMQQ48o)

Magecraft (B+): The skill to represent knowledge of Thaumaturgy; years of practice and huge power reserves make the user excellent at pinpointing spots in human bodies for death with spells dedicated to pain and suffering.

Magic Resistance (D): Due to the user's nature as a young Apostle, ridiculous amounts of prana is constantly flowing around their body - they are effectively immune to anything below one verse.

Reality Marble
Killing Time

Name: Dwilyth "Dwi" Ellenger (Sometimes "White-Neck")

Gender: Female

Race/Species: Human

Age (Real and apparent, if applicable): 27

Standing at a 5'4", Dwi is a thin girl with a short stature. Short, straight hair stops sharply at her neck, dark brown strands dangling from her forehead. Her sharp hazel eyes give a serious aura to her features, thin lips upon light, pale skin that never seem to smile nor frown. Her lithe body is not to be underestimated, as countless sessions of training have seen to it that muscle is and will always be there, waiting to be tested.

She is usually seen with a short black dress with a white collar and black pants. Her wardrobe doesn't consist of much else, as she feels she does not have need for more vibrant clothing during daily life. When training she is seen with khakis and a T-shirt of the same coloring, a grey vest over her torso.

Casual Clothing Reference (http://coolspotters.com/files/photos/1116495/lavish-alice-black-and-white-structured-long-sleeve-collar-cuff-dress-profile.jpg)

Training Clothes Reference 1 (http://g02.s.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1W3t4HFXXXXcTXpXXq6xXFXXXp/black-plain-white-collar-wholesale-polo-shirt.jpg)

Training Clothes Reference 2 (http://www.patagonia.com/tsimages/25886_BCW.fpx?wid=750&hei=750&bgcolor=FFFFFF&ftr=6&cvt=jpeg,scans=progressive)

Dwi is an emotionless figure, soulless eyes and lack of expression towards different stimuli have shown her to be a person who is calm and can only be calm. Yes, in fact it could be said that she is a soldier first before a human being, putting her mission before all else. Her life has always perform at the best of your ability, always be at your peak performance possible. It is due to this trait that she has a severe lack of social skills, relationships and friends meaningless. Friends will hold her back during missions. Love will stray her from the objective. She only has allies and enemies.

This isn't to say she can't feel at all, per se, but these tiny fractions of emotions are so insignificant and weak that they barely, if at all, affect her actions.

She cannot hold a grudge, for she cannot hold anger. She cannot shed tears for another when she never knew them. She cannot be nervous because she cannot fear.

Dwi will always be calm.

Calm and collected.

-Mastery of Weaponry
~Swords
~Bows
~Modern Firearms
Dwi needed to be strong, and to be strong means you know how to handle the weapon in your hands, and so if there was a supply of a weapon within the Valkyries' armory, she would go and master it. Whether it was a cleaver or a grenade launcher, Dwi used it. Feeling the weapon in her hand, she uses her instincts to use it with precise skill.

-Hand-to-Hand
While not knowing a specific technique, Dwilyth knows how to punch and where to punch.

-Swarm Magic
~Specialty: Scorpions
Swarm magic is the art of using mass armies of animals (usually insects/arachnids, as they are small and can easily be artificially made through anima) controlled via magic to attack enemies. They depend on numbers and when it is in effect, hordes of hundreds of the selected animal can come flying towards the target at once. The animals are magically enhanced by the mage, meaning higher efficiency for every part of the creature.

Due to her lineage and upbringing, Dwi has the ability to control most all animals within a diameter of 20 feet. Her actual specialty are scorpions like a traditional Swarm Mage, using the small arachnids' poisonous stingers to prick enemies to death with enhanced power, aggressiveness, and more potent toxins. She can also see through a scorpion's eyes if she only has one under her control.

-Void Magic
~Specialty: Portals
Gained from a year of intense reading and studying, Dwi has the power to control the void. While it takes almost an entire human lifetime to use the void to its full potential, Dwi has mastered one skill, which is portals. Though self-explanatory, she can open up rifts that transport her from place to place. This uses a lot of anima, and she can only use two teleports in quick succession before tiring herself out. As such, she only uses it for emergencies and hasty retreats.

Scepter (http://orig08.deviantart.net/bddb/f/2008/347/8/4/magic_staff_by_raularosemena.jpg): A scepter used to focus her anima and direct it towards a spell. It also comes with a special modification; a bladed tip.

Pistol (http://files.harrispublications.com/wp-content/uploads/sites/6/2013/06/Combat_Handguns_SigM11_A1_b_r1.jpg): A Sig Sauer M11-A1, Runic Rifled.

Dual Scythes (http://i.imgur.com/h1TtFON.png): 10 inch long weapons that sharply curve and are made to be deadly. Her main weapon when not using magic.

Dwilyth was the result of two long families of Swarm mages finally joining together.

She was also the target of a vampire who liked to feed on the mind.



"Daddy!" a young little Dwilyth said enthusiastically to her father.

"Oh, hello my little girl!" the father, a man within his thirties replied back to his daughter, picking her up and twirling her around.

The two went back inside the mansion, father and daughter joining together into the living room. Dwi sighed in contentment, her heart full of relief and vigor. She was finally home, after that long, stressful day from school. Dwi went to go look for her mother, a skip in her step as her heart fluttered. Dwi couldn't wait to tell Mother and Father the good news! She dragged him to her mother's room.

"Mom, Dad, I have something really important to tell you!" Dwilyth said, barely stopping herself from shaking from excitement.

"Oh, what is it honey?" her mother asked, noticing her daughter's happiness.

"I have a new friend!" she exclaimed loudly. It was then she doubted herself about telling her parents about that guy at the playground. His name was Vallari, and he said he was 35 or something like that. Should she really tell her parents about him? But he was so kind... "I met him at school," she lied, "he's super nice!"



It was that day onward that the feeding of her emotions started. A source of energy to a vampire that couldn't seem to move on to other victims. He was enamored with this child, something about this 13-year old resonated within him. He didn't want to, no, he couldn't leave and eat away at others. This Dwi, he felt some sort of connection he didn't know he had. Vallari started taking Dwi on play-dates to the park when she was with him, at the end of which he ate a little from her mind. For some reason however, he felt guilt every time he gained more energy and life from her.

It was obvious her usual excitement and heart had been decaying over the next seven years, dying little by little. Over time, all she cared about was school work and getting good grades. Her relationship with all people slowly rotted, including her parents'. In fact the only one still standing on a strong base was with Vallari. She gained an interest in fighting and military, and so Vallari trained her, slowly eating away at Dwi, slowly piling up guilt and doubt, still not moving on. He became an important person in her life. The Valkyries then found her and recruited her for her skills.

One day, Vallari felt a primal urge within his body. It was time. He couldn't hold back his instincts any longer. The entire time he was with this girl who grew up with him, Vallari had been restricting himself without knowing it. He was starving himself of the natural amount his kind had to eat everyday because of Dwi. And now he couldn't control it.

Vallari found Dwi within an empty place and surprised her. He took her and choked her and fed. Feasted. Quickly and quickly her mind was drained and emotions sucked away. She was losing consciousness. She would be brain dead soon. He, under the influence of his hunger, forgot something vital, as Dwi, with the last of her power, made a scorpion from the remaining anima in her body. One sting and he was down and paralyzed.

But it was too late for any of her emotions. Simply too far in the process to reclaim herself. Now Dwilyth had marked the attack as a sign of betrayal. Vallari was a traitor. He was an enemy. He was vulnerable. She took out her pistol, aimed, and shot, point-blank. Target eliminated.

The incident had long lasting effects upon her and her skill. She had put the world in an analytical viewpoint even further than she did before, willingly sacrificing anything to achieve the mission. She had assassinated a child's father right in front of him, killing the child as well just for the long-term possibility that he might get revenge. She let a mother and daughter run into open fire because saving them would get her injured and endanger the mission.

She has no qualms about her actions. No remorse. Her mission is her only objective. She considers the best possibility in every situation, thinking of the most efficient way to complete her objective and keep her allies alive.

The only thing that matters.

Another day. Another session. Another training dummy.

Dwilyth, holding the scepter within her hands, focused her anima, concentrating. One by one, tiny caramel-colored scorpions appeared, until she had amassed so many that an entire circle around her was nothing but crawling little arachnids, ready for a target. Dwi swung her scepter towards the dummy, a pale and tan doll flopped onto the floor. The caramel horde fluidly swarmed the dummy, covering every inch of it. Tiny tails filled with poison continuously stabbed the rag doll over and over. With a wave of her hand she dismissed them, most turning back into anima again.

She then attempted to created something larger. Coral snakes, Dwi's mom's specialty. Dwi created about half as many snakes as scorpions but it would get the job done. Once again, she thrust the scepter towards the damaged dummy. A wave of red, black, and yellow slithered towards the puppet and bit into it, venom seeping into the cotton fillings. Others tore the arms off the doll, some dived directly to the neck. Once again she called them off.

"More dummies," Dwi muttered, picking up the torn-apart pieces with thick gloves and replacing them with ten dolls.

She was going to try her father's animal now, the grey wolf. Her father could make about three at a time, the rest he befriended, who which willingly was part of his pack. She could make about two and a half at maximum power, which she was certainly not at, and so she only created one. Dwi watched as she twirled the golden scepter around, the anima flowing into the creature. The wolf slowly formed in front of her, head-first. She walked over to the nearby cages and opened the iron doors. Other wolves came from them, caution and defiance in their tone and face. However, with one strike to the floor, the wolves were now under her trance.

She set up the dummies on poles as if they were standing, and took her place near the entrance. Then, with a running start, Dwi held her scepter as if it were a lance. She opened a portal beneath herself and reappeared on the opposite side of the dummy, slashing the head off in one strike. This was a signal to the wolves to start attacking the other puppets. One leaped onto a dummy, the pole snapping in half. An instant later, its neck was torn out, the wolf's mouth full of cotton.

Dwi put away her scepter and took out her scythes, running towards another dummy and dealing two fatal blows, throwing one of them into another one the other side of the room. The rest of the dolls were quickly dispatched by the other wolves. Dwi collected her scythe and led the entranced wolves back to the cages, ready to be returned. She spun the scepter and the wolves went back to their normal senses.

She took a drink of water and repeated the same process over and over again, each time increasing the intensity. Scorpions, snakes, wolves. Scorpions, snakes, wolves.

Another session. Another dummy.
Name: Though having many names over the years, Chester Dillian is his most recent name.

Gender: Male

Race/Species: Homunculus

[Age (Real and apparent, if applicable): 1,677, looks about 28

In Chester's human form, he sports shoulder-length hair the color of ashy snow that fall gently over his face and elven-like ears. His pale skin shows a devious smile and gray-blue eyes that never falter. Standing at a 6', Chester was built with a body of lean, toned muscle and is clean from his hair to his toenails.

His day-to-day outfit usually consists of a t-shirt and jeans, and is always switching up colors, accessories, shoes, even sometimes wearing his glasses just for that extra bit of stylishness. In battle he always wears a torn-up black trench coat that he never wants to get rid of, even adding metal armor underneath to give it value in combat and black boots.
Human Form (http://img1.ak.crunchyroll.com/i/spire3/2c433004f704de9dbc563cfaf77c9e001269555497_full.jp g)

Chester's Wendigo form has him transforming into an 8' mass of starving, ravenous bulk, black fur rippling throughout his outer skin. On some other parts of his body, however, the skin is pulled taut and even bones exposed. His skull houses pure midnight eyes with red slivers as pupils, and his rib cage opens up to show the decaying flesh inside, rotting with stenches of dead bodies.
Wendigo Form (http://img04.deviantart.net/b5fc/i/2014/154/1/f/wendigo_by_genzoman-d7kvwbn.jpg)

A man who, after all those years, still keeps his head up high and his feet on the ground. Usually relaxed and laid-back in most situations, he's the kind of person who everyone's friends with, and tries to have fun whenever he can. Always seen hanging out at a tavern drinking with friends, or playing tricks on the nearest person, Chester is always seen laughing it out with someone else.

On the inside however, is someone that believes strongly in his convictions and will do anything to achieve them. He is determined to reach his goals no matter what and is strongly loyal to them in the end. Diligence and perseverance are his weapons and everyone who stands in the way of his dreams is an obstacle.

-Stealth
When Chester's not out socializing, he hides. When he's not important to the situation, he hides. And he's very good at it as well, sitting there in the darkness, watching. Whether he's disguised himself as a cardboard box or hiding up in a tree, he'll always be there, listening, and can quite literally pop up out of nowhere.

-Marksmanship
In combat he's always the one on the rooftops sniping at enemies, spying at them through the scope, waiting for the perfect moment to pull the trigger. He has what some would say near-perfect aim, and can always be expected to take out foes quickly and efficiently.

-Demonic Magic
~Specialty: Offensive Quickfire Chants
Due to the nature of his creation, Chester can utilize the powers of a demon, ranging from chants and spells to rituals and summoning. While not as powerful as an actual demon, Chester usually falling short of them, these abilities can quickly save the day in a tough situation.

His specialty is offensive chants, short and sweet. By uttering quick trigger phrases, Chester activates the desired effects and slings them at opponents, ranging from projectiles made from darkness to fiery arrows that rain down on the enemy.

-Wendigo State
Activated via a certain phrase only Chester and his long-deceased creator knew, Chester can transform into a more powerful state known as the Wendigo State. In this form, Chester not only has heightened senses and more strength, but also speed and defenses. Drawbacks include being uncontrolled by Chester's conscious mind, and an uncontained bloodlust. His creator had installed a gigantic desire to feast on human flesh as this form could only be held via this method, but through the help of the Valkyries and sheer willpower, Chester can sate then Wendigo's stomach long enough for the form to run out.

Black Blight (http://www.thesamuraiworkshop.com/product_images/309/swords-batto-collection-the-samurai-workshop-batto-katana-musashino-black-3.jpg): A katana gifted to him by a dear friend, this is Chester's usual melee weapon.

Sniper Rifle (http://orig01.deviantart.net/d1cb/f/2013/178/1/f/futuristic_7_62mm_sniper_rifle_w__bipod_silencer_b y_mongoose01-d6ay77p.jpg): Equipped with a silencer.

Throwing Knives (https://productimages.knife-depot.com/b0/395196.jpg): Always having at least two on him at all times, he usually stores two in each his boots and at least two inside his coat.

"Yes, yes, and if I add this here..." the old elven wizard (http://i.imgur.com/NS8AM.jpg) said to himself as he laid his homunculus out in front of him. He was in a tiny cellar in a wooden cottage up top a forest-ridden hill. Surrounding him were the usual possessions of an old spell-caster like him, books fallen over, notes written in horrid handwriting, magical trinkets left around. But there were also the unusual, such as charcoal, some colored white and some colored red, buckets of blood sat near the doorstep, instruments used for cutting and inserting lying on the nearby table.

"White hair... Blue eyes..." The old man was creating a homunculus, a living doll, to fight for him, and was customizing the body and body parts to suit his purposes. And of course, to add a bit of the old wizard's likeness, he gave the doll elven ear, pointy and straight. "Oops..." He had slightly moved the doll's arm, smudging part of the magic circle (http://www.anca.tv/gathering/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/magic_circle.jpg). "No matter. A slight blur won't do much."

There were many different types of homunculus the elderly mage could have chosen from, but he had chosen something that could be described as a 'False Demon', something that will appear to be something from Hell and are infused with infernal energy and Underworldly spirits. The doll will take a Devil Physiology, being powered through sacrifices and flesh, but hurt through holy items. But the mage wouldn't worry about that, there were no churches nor priests in Fevorthin, he had made sure of that.

"Yes, yes, mustn't forget that..." he said to himself, thinking to himself. Why should he have to give his weapon foci if he could build foci into his weapon? Using precise skill, he inserted five stones into the doll, one in each limb and one inside the torso. This homunculus could cast magic by focusing anima using his own body, arcane stones outputting pure energy.

"Finally, finally... He's done..." the old man said to himself, chuckling. All he had to do now was start the ritual. He positioned himself in front of the body and the magic circle. He put his hand in the air and started chanting loudly, his voice echoing throughout the room.

"Fire and water split with earth and air. Light and darkness exist within a chaotic void.
These opposites become anew, finding themselves within each other, each time power comes forth.
Now, you, doll made of others' blood and others' skin,
Repeat these tears for five thousand years!
Chained forever to this broken world of magma and ice, nature and lightning.
I say to you...
I am your master that controls you, but you are my weapon that fights my enemies. My survival.
If you will stay and fight to protect me at all times, then awaken, Altimere!
Time and space will bring you to life, existing within this world and its sun and moon.
This is an oath stating that I will treat you with respect, when you become my guard.
Will you come join me to complete this perfect pact between Maker and Creation?
Let the world fear the two of us forevermore!"

Fire burst from the circle's lines, arcana flowing rapidly and destructively towards the homunculus, filling it with life. Symbols (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/be/3d/36/be3d363554e65834bc75a5d4028a97f9.jpg) of magic float through the air, each imprinting themselves onto the doll then exploding with bright flashes of light, creating a soul to inhabit the body. Circles (http://orig01.deviantart.net/064f/f/2010/064/6/1/arcane_symbols_by_stinkmeaner.jpg) used to create life in the past surrounded the current circle, feeding it with more anima and arcana, spinning and stabbing the homunculus with raw energy. Light slowly grew brighter and brighter, sounds and pitches growing higher and higher, until...



The first mistake the old man made was giving his doll, Altimere, free will and a personality.

His second mistake was leaving himself unguarded.

Hundreds of years of wandering the world led newly christened 'Goliant' to the Valkyries, where to this day he still resides in. With the coming of the 21st century he had himself named Chester Dillian, and now he's still here. After all those years of trying to find himself, trying to find his place...

More sand flew into Chester's mouth. Gritty and disgusting.

"Out of all the places," Ally said, irritated, "Why did it have to be on a desert in the middle of nowhere?"

"Calm down, Ally," Christopher said, "Hey, Chester, now's not the time to be hiding..." Chester felt it actually was time to hide. He readied his rifle and aimed towards a cultist. Feeling the metal in his hand, he fired, killing the cultist instantly. He rapidly changed his sights to another target, but before anyone could blink the target was dead, then another, then another, then another.

"Dammit Ches, leave some for us!" Chris chuckled, readying his rifle.

"Come on team, gotta move," Chester said, popping out of the shadows and looking for a path towards the next rooftop.

"Ah! Goddammit, could you give me some warning next time?!" Ally exclaimed, clearly startled by his sudden appearance.

"We don't have time for that," Chester said, laughing a bit and jumping to the next building. He waved his team over and told them to set up for incoming foes. "Remember why we're here. Miranda and her child." Chester decided this time he would use his chants, just for a little variety and color. A few more member of the Red Masque rolled up into view, looking over at their fallen brethren.

"3... 2... 1... Now," Chester said, giving his team the signal to fire. One by one the cultists fell, their blood dirtying the sand. "Noctis Hasta! Chester whispered to himself, waving his hands towards the last remaining cultist in the particular area. Black, thin spears materialized out of thin air and threw themselves at the cultist, piercing their throat and disappearing again.

"Valkyrie-Seven, this is Valkyrie-Nine, you can advance, over," Chester mumbled into the radio.
"Roger Valkyrie-Nine, moving forward, over."

"Hey," Ally started, "You did some pretty good shooting, Chris. Heh."

"Oh! Uh... Thanks, Ally," Chris replied with a smile. "You, too..."

"Yeah, thanks!" Ally said, awkwardness growing.

"Come on, Chris, ask her out already," Chester said nonchalantly, "And if he won't do it, you can, Ally. I heard guys like girls making the first move." He set off towards another building, casually ignoring the sounds of protests and silently chuckling to himself.

[Liono]

[x] Chester Sterling

[x] Male

[x] A laid-back sort of fellow who's always hitting on the nearest guy or girl next to him, Chester will always try to pick the lazier, easier route. But he didn't come to Beacon with that attitude, as when he sets his mind on something, even if he doesn't want to do it, he'll always do it to the best of his ability. Always smiling in tough times, he tries to make everyone happy even if he's a little perverted.

[x] He always wanted to kill Grimm ever since he was young, watching news about the latest victim of a Deathstalker or hearing about how a child was attacked by an Ursa. Chester started to train, building up his fighting skill and putting people forwards before himself.

It was when his best friend, Emily, died from a Grimm attack that his convictions started taken over.

[x] Boop (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/bd/db/2c/bddb2cc69cb3b0c835f5ed1acb37e708.jpg)

[x] Grey Grace, a sniper rifle (http://40.media.tumblr.com/cf81096d43eee57e3438063b683b3270/tumblr_ne85wfVMJy1t3a9j0o1_500.jpg) that can shift into a cutlass. (http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/additional/large/1a86_edwards_cutlass_latex_replica_white.jpg)

[x] Light and Shadow Manipulation

[x] Diligence

[x] Fishing!

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Name: Chester Sterling
Age: 22
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http://40.media.tumblr.com/cf81096d43eee57e3438063b683b3270/tumblr_ne85wfVMJy1t3a9j0o1_500.jpg
http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/additional/large/1a86_edwards_cutlass_latex_replica_white.jpg
Aura: 200/200

Combat Skills
Hand to Hand (Novice)
One Handed Sword (Skilled)
Shooting (Skilled)
Agility (Skilled)
Battle Sense (Skilled)
Aura Level (Skilled)
Semblance Usage (Skilled)
Shielding (Proficient)
Aura Blast (Proficient)

Regular Skills
Social Skills (Skilled)
Seduction (Proficient)
Cooking (Proficient)
Cleaning (Proficient)
Fishing (Skilled)

Semblance
Yin & Yang
Yin – Chester can mould and shape shadows, so long as there is a shadow to utilise. (3 Aura Points)
Yang – Chester can mould and shape light, so long as there is light to utilise. (3 Aura Points)
Hope Eternal – Chester can give light a physical form, allowing him to pierce and cut through Grimm and human alike. (10 Aura Points)

Equipment
Grey Grace – A sniper rifle that can shift into a cutlass.
- Dust Mod
- Collapsible

Traits
Casanova – This person is a natural at talking to both women and men alike and revels in that fact. Could cause problems later down the line, though… +30 to all social rolls.

Strained Home Life – This person is on bad terms with their family and it shows whenever they're brought up. Makes it difficult to gain close friends, as trust is hard to come by.

Fisherman – This person enjoys fishing, a pastime that few find the patience for. +10 to any actions that involve patience and/or concentration.

Name: Silas Greylite
Age: 15
High School Grade: 10th/Sophomore

Appearance:

http://pre11.deviantart.net/bca3/th/pre/i/2013/293/1/a/scarlet__ozmafia_by_bomhat-d6r50pp.jpg

Standing at an average 5’10”, Silas usually wears clothing of whites, blacks, purples, and reds. While he doesn’t usually wear tuxedos to school, his wardrobe absolutely stinks of formality, and his usual outfits are ever so slightly more ornate and professional than many of the others. Ties are a must.

Yes, his hair is purple. While it was originally a warm brown, he dyed it on a dare from one of his friends and thought to himself, “Wow, that actually really works,” and so he kept it. His eyes are a light brown and rest upon a pale and fair skin that burns too easily, a trait he inherited from his mother.

His androgynous figure is not unnoticed by the students, many of whom wonder if he’s a girl from long distance. However, there’s just a tiny bit of masculinity in him that fixes that problem as soon as they get closer. Well, it usually does; there was that one incident...

Personality: With a passion for music and investigation, he’s a calm and quiet individual. Silas is usually a listener and very observant, whether he’s looking for that one amazing chord or he hears that one detail that turns a person guilty. Around friends and people he trusts, however, he’s known to be silly and scatterbrained, regularly throwing himself into the conversation with ease. His strong sense of justice is known to drive many of his actions, especially in his so-called “detective mode”.

Whenever he employs his knowledge of the law and detective dramas, he goes into what people call his “detective mode” (their name, not his). With this, he turns into a different, detached person. He grows colder towards other people and many of his few comments have a sarcastic and insulting bite to them. In this mindset Silas is even prone to taunting the people around him, even for something as simple as vandalism and a jigsaw puzzle. Nobody is above scrutiny and he’s been kicked to detention multiple times for back talking teachers who happened upon him in this state. While it usually comes out whenever he wants to solve something, sometimes he’ll just slip into this state at random.

In any case, he has one rule he’ll always stand by. No second chances. If he has been wronged it’s unlikely he’ll forgive and forget. Silas is a secretly vindictive and bitter person, and closes his doors upon those get into a fight with him. There are only few exceptions to this and those are his closest friends (only due to the crystal event years ago) and his mother.

Bio: Silas is an only child who lives with his single mother, Celia Greylite. He doesn’t actually know where his father, Elliot Greylite, is; his grandmother vehemently cries out that he is kidnapped and missing, his uncle say his parents were divorced and he walked out of Silas’s life, and his aunt, when asked, sobs and says Elliot is dead. The only one who truly knows for sure is his mother, who has a strict and unbreaking rule to not talk about his father (Celia insists on just calling him Elliot).

Due to his mother’s needs and his father’s unknown whereabouts, Silas has taken up an independent status around the house, which lets him just go anywhere without supervision. This eases his mother’s stress and gives him freedom. His mother gets worried at times, however, but Silas usually soothes her by saying, “I’ve been coming home every day for the last 5 or so years, I’ll be fine, Mom.” Nevertheless, he loves her dearly and would do anything to protect her.

His love for both music and detective work comes from his fifth birthday, when his uncle bought him a toy keyboard and his slightly broke aunt gave him a magnifying glass. Although he had to juggle his gifts, his passion for both works stems from that day.

Silas remembers the crystal event fondly, but doesn’t put much stock into the powers of “together-ness” the crystal has. He can be friends with people without it! The crystal is lying… somewhere in his house, though for the life of him he can’t remember where he last put it. Maybe he’ll put it in a box or something if he can find it.

Romance novels are his guilty pleasure.

High School Activities/Groups: Concert Band, Symphonic Band, Marching Band, Piano Club, Composer’s Club, Debate, Law Club

Favorite Time of Day: "My favorite time would have to be… Early morning, like 3 or 4 am, sometimes 2. It usually gives me an hour or two to just… sit there and play the piano. It’s relaxing and throws away any stress, plus my mom says it helps her sleep anyway."

Favorite Hobbies/Things to Do: "Besides watch Law & Order and jab at my piano all day long when I get home?" He chuckles a tiny, small laugh. “Not really, sometimes I mix it up and play a piece on the oboe and maybe I’ll go out to solve the case of the missing book or something.”

Favorite Places to Go/Be in the City: "Well, unless it’s a piano concert or something like that usually I just tag along with whatever everyone else wants."

Sunrise or Sunset: "Sunrise, definitely. Usually at that time I’m working my keyboard and there’s something exhilarating about playing a tremendous and awe-inducing piece at the moment the sun starts to rise into the sky." He has sparkles in his eyes.

Joke/comment on the character posted above you: “Tala? She’s a great person and supremely pretty. She has this whole explorer feel to her and it’s really quite amazing.” He blushes at the next question and gets noticeably nervous and jittery. “Wha-! No, she’s not my type, what-are-you-talking-about?!”

Other: Liss Blakroze