The Character Treasure Box ~ My Characters

[Waarnemen]

Name
Vellamo Nerine Lotus

Nickname
"Ah, ye can call me Lam. All of Ireland does~"
Lam; Nemo (a name she was called in her early days)

Age
"To learn or not to learn... 'tis yer choice."
17 as of yesterday, YEAH!

Grade
"Ah, I'm a junior!"

Birthday
March 9

Gender
Female

Race
Nereid

Racial Abilities
Underwater Adaptation~Vellamo has the ability to breathe under water with her gills (two slits on each side of her neck). Thanks to her nereid sense, she is able to swim very fast. She can also talk underwater (thanks to her gills)

Enhanced Senses~Vellamo's senses are five times as strong as opposed to a regular human's senses. Along with her enhanced senses, she also has enhanced memory. She is able to recall things in detail, especially after having it shown once.

Hydrokinesis~ Being the "Daughter of the Sea", Vellamo gained the ability to do more than a little aqua ball here and there. She can compose and manipulate water. The only problem is that she can only manipulate water and water-based products (rubbing alcohol, artificial juice, melted Popsicles, etc.) She cannot create and manipulate milk (maybe skim milk, but that's it). Vellamo also needs to eat things from the sea to strengthen her abilities.

Additional Abilities/skills
Beautiful Singing~Vellamo is said to have a beautiful voice, especially when in the water.

Night Vision~ To aid her in hunting for prey and exploring in the night, Vellamo can see the night as if it were early dawn. A yellowish ring around the eye facilitates her ability to see in these conditions. However, she cannot see too well in a cloud of ink (or in dense fog).

Fashion Sense~She is very great at choosing the right clothes to wear to any occasion.

Familiar
A minnow named Mustang

FORMER APPEARANCE (Humanoid): As a Humanoid, Vellamo has a heart-shaped head. When she smiles, she only shows one dimple on the right cheek. She has a noticeable mole under her left eye. She has a straight nose with oval-shaped nostrils. In her human form, she has long, black hair either parted to the side or to the center. Her wide, blue eyes accentuate with her blue ensemble. In her human form, she wears a wide array of clothing, but she always keeps her neck exposed, and she hates wearing wool sweaters. She stands at 5' 8" (173 cm) with an athletic build. Her 40-D breasts are almost always covered by a shawl or a jacket. In her human form, her gills look like black waves on each side. Vellamo wears a trident-shaped tattoo on her right buttock. She likes to wear as much jewelry as she can.

Vellamo is ambidextrous, but she copes better using her right hand for writing. She will use her left hand for measuring things or opening jars. Her voice sounds mature for a 17-year old. When Vellamo talks, she has a thick, Irish dialect. She has an Alto voice that may go up to a low Sorprano. When reading a book, she occasionally wears glasses to help see near.

FORMER APPEARANCE (Nereid): As a water nymph, Vellamo has two sets of gills that open up in the water. Her scales cover most of her private parts and half of her back. Her nose becomes flatter in the water. When Vellamo opens her mouth, she will show a set of fanged teeth, almost like a shark's. However, her sapphire blue eyes turn into a navy blue. A yellowish ring forms to aid in night vision.

History: Vellamo was born under the waters of the Atlantic Ocean. She was raised by a family of Nymphs. Her father (Merlin) and her mother (Cassiopeia) were Protectors of the Ocean, trying to find homes for each and every one of the nautical creatures. Cassiopeia took care of Vellamo, along with her six other nymphs, living in the sea. When Vellamo turned three years old, she took the pride of exploring with her six siblings. Being the middle child out of them, Vellamo had to take some responsibility and take care of her younger siblings.

By the time she turned three years old, her mother and father introduced her to the other sea life. She had fun playing with them, and learned how to communicate. Her brothers and sisters enjoyed growing up in the Atlantic. However their fun time grew short lived. Around the same time, Vellamo had to face a group of whalers trying to conduct their horrific research.

The girl didn't appreciate what they had in store for her. As a result, she swam out to alert he parents, only to find them already captured and killed. Vellamo believed she failed in trying to save them. Here, she received an ability to feel, and the girl bawled. She bawled until she realized that there was nothing more she could do. The only thing she had wee her loving siblings. Vellamo wanted to tighten their strong bond. She knee what little they had would make things better.

Personality
"It takes one to know all~"
Like most Water Nymphs, Vellamo is a carefree spirit who indulges in Mother Nature' gifts. She enjoys natural life, and considers herself a nature activist. Upon meeting her, Vellamo is a very intelligent beauty who likes to decipher the facts about life. Having derived from a ocean of exotic creatures, Vellamo is rather eccentric and wild. She likes to attend parties, shopping malls and bookstores. When she submerges from the water, she turns into a studious geek who likes to read. In fact, she likes to exercise while studying for a test or writing essays. Some might not understand Vellamo's propensity for secular knowledge, but it "tickles her fancy". She also likes to talk to other people about her work and to other authors.

Vellamo was once a target for perverted biologists while in Ireland. When she greets others, she is there to talk when one needs anything. Vellamo has a chirpy, sociable personality. As long as they do not introduce themselves as fishers, she wouldn't leave. Upon coming to this school, she wanted to learn how to increase her social circle.

Sexual Orientation
"Hey, stop getting to me~!"
She is bisexual, but she is leaning towards homosexuality.

Personal items: Vellamo cannot get in the waters without a diamond ring. This dark turquoise ring is diamond-shaped. It is designed in an Art Nouveau style. The reason why it's important to her is not known, aside from the fact it says "Don't stop believing!" on the sides. She found it when she was exploring the ocean one day.

Likes
swimming, friends, fish, learning about history, sweet things, fun, singing wherever she goes, studying, exercising, healthy eating

Dislikes: pollen (it can make her sneeze up the surface), cats (tabbies can also make her sneeze), people who hunt for fish, bullies, getting used to gravity, unclean items, dust, bad singers

Other

HR: Gym

1st Period: English
2nd Period: Rune and Artifacts
3rd Period: Human Education and Communication

4th Period: LUNCHTIME!

5th Period: Mythic History
6th Period: World Languages
7th Period: Combat

Final: Power Control

[Waarnemen]

Name: Eygjold Chenddydd Hawkstone (Eden)
Age: 63 Anjou (21 in human years)
Birthday: 12 Love of Aegina (April 12)
Gender: Female
Species: Joira (of human descent)

Species Summary: Joirae (the plural form of Joira) are naturally fair skinned aliens that naturally have two hearts and a tiny set of gills at their chest. They stand at least half a head taller, if not two, than the average human. They often have elvish, pronged ears and catlike eyes. Because they virtually have the same sex organs as a human, they are versatile creatures that can sire or breed halflings as they see fit. They look like alien drows or Tieflings. Males are darker skinned and have a skinnier body as opposed to females.

They also have at least one antenna that extends to the knees every seven years. Half humans can be modified so that their antennae never grow past a certain point, shaved or removed altogether. The gene for this trait for halflings is homozygous recessive. The normal antenna should look like that of an inverted mouse tail or a curvy sliver of hair. The fatter these antennae are, the older they are. If they are curvy, this means they are sexually promiscuous.

Universe 3: VX-194 "Oscorix Borealis"
Universe Information: Oscorix is ruled by a democratic, female triumvirate that consists of three rulers: A Princess, a Gentry and a selected Reconciled. The government decided to allow alien/monster/human unity among the planet via the Treaty of Friendship. After the government enacted the contract, those who entered the planet through the Earth Express were treated as equals.

Even so, racial discrimination bubbles up every now and then. The home species got in touch with human culture, which explains the explosion of multiple religions and cultures.

Appearance: For Oscorian attire, Eden typically wears revealing attire that shows her rather prominent breasts. At 182 cm (5' 11.5"), Eden stands above all other humans. She has ivory colored skin with noticeable, branch shaped marks on her back. She has straight, midnight blue hair adorned with long, thin "highlights" going down to her back. When Eden smiles, she has noticeable dimples and twin fangs. She also has a noticeable garnet earring on her left ear lobe.

Clothing and Armor: Eden wears a neon blue dress adorned with golden cogs and a functional alarm clock at the center. She also wears specialized gloved that contain tungsten knuckles. Eden is known for wearing an O-shaped shield.

Clothing and Attire (Cont): Eden also wears golden platform boots that extend up to the knee. They are adorned with retractable metal cleats. She can walk on them, albeit without running.

When she talks, she has a noticeable accent that can be mistook for a Scots dialect. She has a sultry, dark voice.

Eden also carries a flashy ring called "Belladonna". The ring is known to burn, hack, and roll through bones and flesh. The ring has to be thrown a certain way in order to decapitate bodies with a single slash. When she shakes the ring, it can turn into a cutlass.

Following Religion: Agnostic

Personality: If you look at a regular Joira, they might have matching antennae, right? Fortunately, this philosophy is not the case for Eygjold. Because of the thinness of her antennae and the golden ends, this implies she is an eruditely intuitive person. She treats everyone with the same respect to a healthy extent.

Eden is willing to understand the basics of human life, as well as the universal customs of life. Upon greeting her, Eden is surprisingly considerate and humble. According to the Diplomats, Eden is perhaps one of the most dedicated workers of the embassy. Once you place Eden on the battlefield, she follows the Code of Royalty, which calls for merciless behavior. Seeing such a buxom girl slaying away at enemies seems like an oddity taken for granted. When angered, Eden tends to use excessive amounts of expletives.

Weapons: The Belladonna (aforementioned in Clothing and Attire; a lighted up ring used for cutting) and specialized metal gloves user for strength.

Distinguishing Features: Eden has a blue colored birthmark on her right shoulder. She also has a pointy, small nose with a birthmark on it. She also has two pairs of gills on her chest.

Weakness: She is allergic to pollen, dust, and Earth cats. As such, she has to be careful inhaling allergens. Eden is also afraid of falling down, and she diverts her attention every so often.

(StoryWriters App)

[Waarnemen]

Name: Blancheflour Cosette Deveraux (Blanche)
Age: Approximately 260 years old (appears to be 25)
Birthdate: November 2
Species: Human Witch
Alignment: True Neutral
Appearance: At 5’ 4”, Blancheflour does not appear as intimidating as she sounds. As her name suggests, she is seen wearing white items, which can illustrate her purity (virginity, so to speak). Blanche has long, almost white hair with bright blue eyes. She often wears her hair in a long braid with messy bangs. She also has a small nose that complements her pouty mouth. Blance is mainly flatchested (at 32-AA) and prefers slippers or boots as opposed to wearing anything dressy.
Personality: Quiet, inteligent, withdrawn from society, likes small talk, afraid of the dark.
My favorite character is Shelbelba, as she happens to be a wise woman of the elves.

(SW)

I will be posting some more characters soon!

[Waarnemen]

Coming soon: Characters that didn't make the cut!
A. Time Constraints
B. Rejected (Below Standards)
C. Unfinished
D. Game Died Early

[Waarnemen]

Spoiler: Xiuhcoatl Nomussa Pashad 

Name


Nickname
Xipil; XiPi Because her name is so complicated to pronounce, she asks for all officials to use her nickname.
Pronunciation: SHOO-COLH-DURR no-MAS-ah pah-SHAHD
Meaning of name: Xiuhcoatl ~ Nahutl unisex name for "fire serpent" or "Wielder of the weapon".
Age: 17.5 (will turn 18 soon)
Birthday: June 23
Gender: Female
Appearance: Xiuhcoatl has vivid, forest green hair that falls to the middle of her thighs. Unfortunately, real life won't dictate a beautiful woman. She has wide, azure eyes framed by sweeping eyelashes. Xipil also has a medium, strong nose, which goes downward with long, wide nostrils. Xipil also has a heart shaped face with a mole on the right side.

Xiuhcoatl also towers over most girls and some boys at 5' 11.36" (181.5 cm). She feels rather conscious of her height and her clothes. Having a 38-D breast cup has it benefits as well as its banes. While running around with the boys is a token, she still has minor back pain because of it. She also wears a long, flowing dress with a slit at her knee. Flat-soled shoes always accentuate her attire. In her combat mode, Xiuhcoatl wears a ripped animal skin that ties her breasts together. She also wears a matching loincloth of the same material. To avoid itching she has to wear a cotton cloth underneath. Due to her extreme hayfever, she carries a herbal leaf that alleviates her sinuses.

Youwill see her with a confident, relaxed stature. Most of the time, she is shown with a confident tance, walking upright with her head held high. This is to show authority over everyone else, whether they are higher or not. When she speaks, she has an accent akin to a South African's. Her voice is thought to be high-pitched, resonant, and loud. She can easily carry a conversation in her will, even without the aid of friends. She likes to use a lot of slang words from her farm such as "Tei!" meaning "YEAH!" or "GO! (command)" in their farm slang. She tends to misuse secular jokes, as she is not yet into such things.

Are you Faunus? : No "Aw, they look like awesome pre--, er, people! I'd love to meet them!"

Personality: "Ooh, what does this do?"
She had a very intuitive sense of mind. When she eyes something interesting, Xipil becomes a childish, energetic young woman. According to most people, Xipil 9is the harbinger of violence. She loves to destroy thingsm, especially tiny objects.

Xipil always had an over-abundance of energy and an overwhelming desire to cause mischief. She loves teasing people, but often does so in rather strange ways. Many times she will 'prank' someone in a way that she finds funny, but others do not. She also has no problem with messing with a complete stranger, as long as the situation calls for it. Because of her impulsive personality, she ends up hurting others "because it's fun".

Has frequent sneezing will be a bane. Because her sneezing is not so controllable, she has a harder time preventing it than causing it. She also suffers from minor back pain due to her heavy breast size. Telling her she's "not strong enough" can have you with a mark or two. Also, to attempt to kill an animal "because of its annoyance" could put you on her bad side. She also cringes at the sight of someone bullying another peer. As she was a victim of bullying, she happens to take these incidents seriously.

As far as her fighting spirit, think of Dee Dee from that children's show. Not only does she think everything's an adventure, but she never registers the seriousness of fighting. Xipil believes that everything is a game. In spite of her childishness - and maybe because of it - she has earned a neutral reputation. To Xipil, nature is a way of life and a way of awesomeness. In spite of her immaturity, she is shown to be very intelligent. According to her, "girls want to have fin, so why can't I show my enthusiasm for Beacon?"

"So... I think you have to sit d... Ah... Hau'KCHUUH! HA-SHOOO! Down, because I fear you'll lose your shit." As some might have expected, as a caretaker of the farm, she has been seen taking care of wounds for injured pedestrians. She will take time out of her day to make sure everyone is rested to do well. Not even her nasal explosions deter her way of thinking.

As a steadfast leader, Xipil will not hesitate to point out faults with the team. Of course, if a leader position opened, she'd take it wothout considerimg the consequences of her actions. Not many students trust her for her tendency to jump into tangents, make others do the work, and display grandiose expectations ("If you can climb a river, then you can ride on that Grimm!") Nevertheless, she has shown her effectiveness as a follower and a leader.

Likes: Loud music (especially tribal music), nature, flowers (the beautiful ones), fighting (for the fun of it), having heightened senses, food (especially cooked, fresh game)

Dislikes: Wisterias (those buggers make her sneeze), bullies, rejection of privileges, sneezing (thanks to a sensitive nose, she does this quite a bit)

FEARS: Kakorrhaphiophobia [after seeing her briother die from an animal attack, she fears in being defeated, or being "next".] Merinthophobia [Ever since she saw farmers bounded to chairs, she assumed being bound up meant lack of freedom.] She also fears being locked up in an enclosed spaces as well as being chained in one. For this reason, she despises going to humane societies.

Semblance Type: Raging Soul ~ Xipil is capable of creating and manipulating sonic waves by the stomp of her feet, the sound of her screams, and/or the clap of her hands. The sonic booms are enough to deafen nearby enemies.

However, because of her sneezing, these sonic waves can also bounce enemies off their feet. These blasts can carry up to 450 lbs at full strength. Unfortunately, these booms can cause her throat, nose, stomach and head to hurt. This provokes feelings of nausea, hay fever, lightheadedness, and/or low blood sugar. This is why she cannot use it more than three times a day and for three minutes.

If a sneeze provokes her Semblance, she needs to make sure she is focused on her target. However, if she relies on sneezing, she may be prone to sneezing more than once. As she sneezes, her entire body gets weaker. Furthermore, it doesn't prevent her from having nose dripping (nosebleeds). The sonic waves are enough to deafen her, the victims and close allies for thirty minutes.
Weapon: Xiuhcoatl uses two, curved machetes wrapped with leaves for extra shine. The weapons were stolen from a blacksmith working in a faraway area from her farm. These machetes are adorned with two foot blades, each of which have their own sheath made of aloe leaves. The butt of these blades are wrapped with a giant plant. According to Xipil, the leaves are used to shine the blades and give her additional leverage.

Background: Xiuhcoatl Toltec (her real surname) was born in a distant land away from Vale called Yalweh. She was the only daughter, with six brothers in a farm. Because of this, she didn't gain opportunities to express herself. As the fourth child of the family, she had to assume more responsibilities than any other sibling. Yalweh contained blacksmiths, both of steel, dust, and wood. Sadly, Xipil's constant economical hardships made her land in a hole. Even as the only daughter, she assumed equal responsibilities as her brothers. While most of her brothers were free to do what they wanted, Xipil's mother forced her on the barnyard. Ironically, when she was eight, Xipil developed hayfever, asthmatic problems, and rebellion. Because of her hayfever, she developed these horrible sneezing fits. Nevertheless, the steadfast Xipil continued to toil through the workload.

Sadly it was a day when the benefits of nature came alive. On a clear evening, one of her eldest brothers (Shura) worked with her. When she heard a rustling sound, Xipil was prompted to check it out. Sadly, Amoxtli (her younger brother, five at the time) was found mauled by these Grimm. To avenge her brother's death, Xipil decided to avenge her brother's death. With a full dedication to this cause, ironically enough, this made her dedicate more time outdoors. Although this made her hay fever worse, she seemed to have no regrets, especially since this was hereditary.

After this incident took place, her family was forced to move out of their homeland via a long, tumultuous trek. Once they found Vale, the family rested on a rock. Once they found the city, they moved into a nearby cabin near Beacon Academy. While her brothers were homeschooled, her parents saw it best she practiced with someone else; nobody would teach her at home. She took mom's advice by heart, searching for anyone to fight around the streets of Vale. After two hours of eating, trekking, and shouting for help, she saw two thieves stealing a dagger from a student. With much trouble, Xipil chased the perpetrators until she found two, vicious Grimm at the forest. With a tired breath, Xipil attempted to fight the Grimm. At first, she believed her tactics would never work. Thanks to the blooming flowers, her allergies gave her a kick. Eventually, a tiny poke turned into a horrible sting in the nostrils. Unable to control herself, she yelled at the screaming perpetrators, "Hey, why can't you fight already?! This is sooooo boring! You can't even fight them..." The two men attempted to throw dust at them. Nevertheless, Xipil had to sneeze. "Hah... Hah... Ah... CHOOOOOOOOOOO!! HA-SHOOOOOO!" Huge, sound waves blasted from her mouth, which proved of her Semblance. After those sneezes, she realized her nose bled a bit. The girl fainted on the ground only to be hauled into a Combat school infirmary. This was how she discovered of her true powers. As such, for stopping the two robbers, Xipil stepped up to the plate. Because of her newfound strength, she grabbed two machetes from a tool pile. Because of the Grimms, she vowed to rid of them, even if it meant death. From the time she was twelve to fifteen, she continued to fight scarecrows, willing students, and her own brothers. When she turned 15, her eldest brother, Bazaar, died of tuberculosis. Because the family was in the bourgeoisie of Vale, getting finances proved difficult.

Her fearlessness, dedication, and her devotion to fighting allowed Beacon Academy to recognize her as a student at the school. The combat school recognized her as one of the smartest students of the school. Although she was clumsy, sneezy, busty and childish, her peers at the battle school still considered her a true friend. Thanks to her leadership, her village nominated her for a prize of valor for her attempts. So far, she managed to kill four Grimm within the last three years.

Theme song: Nome at the moment; African music!

Extra: Xiuhcoatl's surname and middle name are not true names. "Nomussa" is the name of Xipil's mother, and "Pashad" is the name of her father. Her former surname was dropped as a result of her parent's deeath. Ugly, ferocious beowulfs mauled both of her parents, hence her adoption.

Xipil is allergic to the following: Pollen, especially from Pythium; house dust (and certain kinds of "magic" dust): Grimms; molds; apricots, and mothballs.

Spoiler: Idea 2 

Name: Prydwyn Fuamnach O'Caibhean
Pronunciation: Pred-win FOOM-a OH-KEH-vahn
Nickname: Prym; Dwyn (only her former boyfriend called her that; she disavows anyone else to use that name)
Age: 17
Birthday: December 10
Gender: Female
Appearance: Prydwyn has medium-length, auburn hair that is styled either in a braid or flowing freely. For those not looking for abnormalities, Prym has chocolate brown eyes that brighten up when she uses her Semblance. Prydwyn has a small, dainty nose with slender nostrils underneath. She also has very prominent freckles sprinkled around her nose and face. Prydwyn also has a crescent-shaped scar on the right side of her face. It is not far from her dimpled chin.

She is rather stout, only standing at 5' 0" (152 cm).
Are you Faunus? : No "Although I've heard much malice of them, I am not of their kin. However, I am pleased to befriend one."
Personality: "Well, let's see... I've always appreciated watching others fight. confidence, gratitude, and a spread of options are what I look for. I always stride being the best in anything I try. I believe that with a winning personality such as mine, anyone will fly to greater heights!"
Likes: Victory, being on time, getting good marks on tests, Sachertorte, Confetti Cake Ice Cream (something found in the city)
Dislikes: Evil (especially evil people), avocadoes (she despises the paper-like taste.)
Semblance type: Midsummer's Eve (The Dance of the Flames) ~ Prym is able to bend fire based on her inner spunk and courage. Because of her capability at bending, based on her mood, the flames can either be molded in the shape of birds or just plain fireballs. The fireballs cost her energy, time, and patience to reach full potential.
Weapon: Prym uses a 4-foot sword for combat. The sword in question used to be her paternal grandfather's, who was a teacher at Beacon Academy prior to his passing.
Background: Prydwyn was born right in the outskirts of Vale. Her mother {Gwyneth Aishling O'Caibhean) was a tailor for the city, and her father was a
Theme song: (Not mandatory but..hey. Why not?)
Extra:

[Waarnemen]

Spoiler: Prince of the Pack - Story Writers 

*Due to the 2500 character limit, you couldn't expand your posts!

Name: Byakuya
Age: 7
Gender: Male
Rank: Elder (He was originally a Beta until he stepped down to work with someone "without worrying of their welfare"... so he says)
Appearance: Byakuya looks like a Japanese wolf, having Asian looking blue eyes. He is heavy built, and he has a dirty blond pelt that feels clean to the skin. He also has a white face.
Personality: A stoic, wise individual with lots of responsibility, Byakuya takes pride in his rank. He will not stand for foolishness, lest be a wolf scarred of his words. If he were to show compassion, this would be a rarity. Byakuya almost never smiles.
Mate: " You petty fool. Why would you need me?"
Crush: "Enough with your mouth!"
Pups: "No; a sensible wolf will save his breeding skills for measures."
Kin: Storm (10 years old; deceased father)
Sachiko (9 years old; mother lives with the Gudrun pack as a Beta.)
Tatenda (little sister; 3 years old)

Name: Vista
Age: 3 years
Gender: Female
Rank: Delta
Appearance: Vista has a black, shiny pelt with bright brown eyes. She has five golden specks around her brown eyes, which can shine bright. She also has a white flimsy color around her belly. Vista has long legs that are used for running in fast places. Her snout has a white stripe extending from the right side to the left corner of her mouth.
Personality: Much unlike a true Hunter, Vista is a wild cheerleader! She is also dependent on Byakuya, even though she is at a higher level. This is because Byakuya helped her get to where she is, just so she can fight. Vista doesn't even look like a Delta, but her perky attitude promises to lighten the foreboding atmosphere. She sometimes refers to herself in third person.
Family: Rourke (father; 13 years old; deceased)
Deborah (mother; 11 years old; committed suicide)
Xenon (elder brother; 6 years old)
Sabbath (cousin; 5 years old)
Pups: "Vista is too young for sex!"
Crushes: "Vista doesn't want want a love life. They 'CRUSH' the mood!"

Name: Sabbath
Age: 5
Birthday: January 7, when the Wise Men got close to Baby Jesus
Gender: Female
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Sabbath has intricate swirls around a strawberry blonde pelt. She also has a cross-shaped birthmark on her stomach with some other conspicuous markings. Sabbath has deep blue eyes that have some green specks in them. She is a lithe and slender figure with strong legs. She also has some brown and gray swirls on her tail.
Personality: Sabbath doesn't look like your average wolf. She always talks like a princess, giving cordial orders. She respects the Alpha and Beta wolves by bowing down to them. She is not afraid to voice her opinions.

Name: Quartz
Age: 4
Birthday: June 5
Gender: Male
Rank: Hunter
Appearance: Quartz has a white and black coat with a red mark around his eye, much like Ameterasu. He also has bright gray eyes that look like pieces of stone. He also has a Chinese symbol meaning "Wolf" on his shoulder. Around his legs, he has eight rings.
Personality: Quartz is not the type to back down from a fight. If he fights, he will give everything to the best of his ability. He also feels that Vista is too annoying of a hunter to take part in such affairs. Quartz also likes to stay closeted, as far as love goes. As much as he wants to please a girl, it's going to be harder than he thinks. He may sound horribly defensive, but he is quite trustworthy of his surroundings.
Kin: Sabbath (elder sister; 5 years old)
Loren (little brother; 3 years old)
Lullaby (little sister; 2 years old)
Mate: Sapphire (left him, and then gave birth to four babies, two of which died to starvation.) Now, he wants to try out some homosexuality.
Pups: Russell (2 years; loves his father)
Oleander (Pup; crippled due to a fight; 10 months)
Crushes: Aldwyn and Byakuya (the latter declines his advances)

Spoiler: The Enemy - Story Writers 

Name: Bedivere Georgic Vineyard III
Age: 14
Birthday: November 22
Gender: Male

Appearance: Bedivere has short, dirty blond hair that goes just to his neck. With slightly tanned skin, his bright green eyes complement his rectangular transition lenses. He has a straight nose with a sapphire stud on the left side. He also has freckles on his face. Standing at 5' 7", he is quite athletic as opposed to his "significant others". He tends to wear a white, LaCroix suit with a blue, Hollister Jacket.

Personality: Opinionated and vocal, He’ll let you know the instant something is disliked, but will also be very generous with praise. Bedivere also has the tendencies of a perfectionist, so praise is hard to get. Becauee of his quick temper, there is no telling what could be perceived as an insult, yet he is also willing to quickly forgive. A bit narcissistic and egoist, everything is calculated to create the greatest self gain, very rarely does he do anything truly altruistic. In contrast, Bedivere can be incredibly genial and charming.

Crew: Myrmidae
Status: Co Leader and creator of the group
Weapon: He has only a knife.

Crush: "I regret to inform you... that I've an OPEN spot!"

Spoiler: Exorkismos - Story Writers 

First Name: Iombhar (Evander)
Middle Name: Somerled
Last Name: ?O'Callahan

Role: Teacher of the Exorkismos club... or what the kids call it.

Age: 21
Birthday: March 23
Gender: Male
Religion: Theist
Appearance: Iombhar has deep brown, shoulder length hair with steel gray eyes that look like rocks. His hair contains some black and gold highlights. He is pale, but not to an unhealthy extent. Iombhar also has a straight nose that points at the tip. He has small freckles around his nose. When he smiles, he only has one dimple instead of two from his right cheek. He has a mole on the left side of his eye. Iombhar talks with a Welsh accent, but it's barely noticeable. Standing at 6' 0" (183 cm), he towers over some men and most ladies. He has a fine physique; neither too ripped nor too flabby. The usual wardrobe consists of a gray shirt over a black, frayed trench coat with maroon pants and brown loafers. He will sometimes wear a bright green shirt and cargo pants with sandals, or a white, unironed dress shirt with some jeans.

Personality: "There must be as many who need rehabilitation as those who need punishment. It's the vicious cycle of life, I'm afraid." Iombhar is compassionate and generous to his friends. He enjoys having coffee while studying paranormal cases. He worries about the other students, as he feels that saving the world is paramount. Iombhar will not fight unless if it's the only way. Behind the cloaks, Iombhar is anything but what he seems. He doesn't seem to value life of his own. In fact, he feels that in order to resolve the war, the Children will be the "stepping stones" of Freedom.
Family: Heidi Anneke O'Callahan (37 years old; father; deceased)
Fergus Thomas O'Callahan (39 years old; deceased)
Mattie Louise Patricia O'Callahan (Elder sister; 21 years old; suicide)
Giovanna Diana O'Callahan (little sister; 14 years old; Murdered)
Crushes: "Now, now... let's not talk about that!"
Wedded: "I... don't see myself as a wedded man. I must be insufficient after all."
Extra: Iombhar is mildly allergic to pollen and mold. It doesn't affect how he communicates with the group. Iombhar is mentally screwed. You will learn that he was diagnosed with Lymphoma, Schizophrenia, OCD (NOS), Autism spectrum disorder (NOS), and mild bipolar disorder. He has to control these symptoms with medicines, or he could go crazy.

Spoiler: Ingvar Geroux (Story Writers) 

Name: Ingvar Gwena?l G?roux (This is not his real surname)
Meaning of Name: Ingvar - From the?Old Norse?name?Yngvarr, which was derived from the name of the?Germanic god?YNGVI?combined with?arr?meaning "warrior".
Gwena?l -?French name composed of the Breton elements?gwenn?"fair, holy, white" and?hael"generous," hence "holy and generous."

His name altogether means "The Holy, Generous Warrior"
Age: 36 (he looks much younger)
Birthday: August 4
Gender: Male
Descendant: Thorn the Holder of the Earth
Element: Power of the Earth
Appearance: Ingvar has long, dirty blond hair that goes down to the mid-back. He often pulls it back in a ponytail or wears it flowing free (parted at the side). On to his face, it is shaped like a heart framed by a peach complexion. Ingvar has angular eyes framed by long eyelashes. His vivid eye colors look turquoise for those not looking for anomalies. While Ingvar's left eye is cerulean blue, his right eye looks like a jade green. His nose is bony and straight with a pointy, fleshy tip that turns upwards. He also has visible dimples on each cheek.

The neck contains two, star shaped birthmarks. When Ingvar speaks, his voice is gentle, smooth and deep. He speaks with a noticeable French accent. With his lithe, athletic build, Ingvar stands at 193 cm (6' 3.5"). He also has a long scar going down from his right chest towards his left. This is a few inches shy of his left waist. Ingvar adorns himself with cloaks or olive green suits (with epaulettes) so as to accentuate his affinity to nature. During his battles, he carries his signature rapier with his family crest around the waist. He is usually seen with white boots atop of his pants. This is NOT what a typical warlock would wear.

Personality: "May manners make man, good dear." Being a veteran fighter, Ingvar is not someone to underestimate. He also has a habit of sugar coating taunts with terms of endearment (e.g. "Dear", " young sir", "kind"). Ingvar vows not to back down.

"Even when I am old, my life is a flourishing flower yet to reveal its inner beauty." Ingvar believes he has everything to live for. Even without royalty, he feels that the forests became his srcond nature. He enjoys observing nature, particularly during the springtime. Ingvar can be seen meditating or praying outdoors.

He is a down to earth person, having a knack of sharing his charm to the women. While Ingvar is a kindhearted gentleman, he is not afraid to speak out, albeit in a loving manner.

"How shall I adorn myself to the public?" Ingvar also has a narcissistic streak, having dealt with women all his life. He enjoys the thrill of looking at a mirror. He is self conscious of how he looks. In spite of this, he does not believe that his talents surpass everyone else. because of his beauty. In response to his false surname, he wanted to become one with nature. Although he appreciates attention, he must consider his situation.

"First, we shall approach him with kind words. Weapons needn't be necessary." Ingvar is also an intelligent man. Once someone talks, he has a general perveption, no matter the gender. Perhaps because of his open mind, Ingvar can change his mind as fast as he sticks to his point. Sometimes, he has a knack of getting carried away without realizing his faults. He is also a smooth talker. He takes this traits to his advanrage to get by.

Ingvar is easy to approach, even with his change of heart. He doesn't believe in holding grudges, making enemies, or obsessing over anyone.

The only time Ingvar ever snapped was when he saw villagers burning trees. If someone went as far as to destroy life, he will do whatever is morally appropriate to stop them. If he sees that they won't hear, Ingvar bestows them death.

Handedness: Left; learning to use the right.

Biography: Ingvar was born in a village called "Sommer", a haven for the Vikings. He was the eldest of four children, two of which died prior to the deprecation. Having been raised by a Norwegian mother (Katjaa Anneke Vilekki) and a French father (Leopold Constantin -last name unknown-). When Ingvar turned six, the family got word that some raiders were to destroy Sommer.

As such, the family made moves towards a remote area. While Ingvar learned the mores of the new land, he grew attached to the glamorous forests, taking a walk every day. These excursions lasted until the same villagers raped and killed his mother. Horrified that he would be next, Ingvar taught himself how to fight. to blend in and to feel better of himself. When he was 17, Ingvar made love to Madeline Geroux. Through the process of her pregnancy, Madeline had a miscarriage, which devastated the young man. To this day, he still looks forward to a bountiful love life.

Quirks: Ingvar has a habit of taking naps outside, even in the winter. The theory of illnesses doesn't deter his spirit. He also has a habit of singing when he gets nervous.

[Waarnemen]

Spoiler: Shaelyn (Destiny's Deck) 

NAME
Shaelyn Marzena Kylone (keh-LOH-nee)

AGE
20

BIRTHDAY
November 19

CARD
The Big Roc

CARD ALIGNMENT
Destiny's Deck

HUMAN APPEARANCE

Spoiler: The Old Shae 

At thirteen, Shae's parents were very much against her using any kind of dye. Here, she was 5 ft, 5 in, in spite of her unusually thin legs. Her clothing choice, on the other hand, became more risque than it did ages ago. For starters, she takes a bit after her mother for the face and her femininity. In contrast, she acquired her long hair, short temper, and appreciation of rock from her father.

Spoiler: The New Shae 

With a diamond, refined face, Shaelyn appears young for her age. She arrives with a short pixie cut with a chartreuse, lightning yellow gradient around the top of her head. Her chocolate brown eyes contrast her otherwise gaudy hairstyle. She also has a small, refined nose with a golden nose ring around the right nostril. She also has two, spiky cuffs that wrap around her ear. Two face moles decorate her neck. She seems to have a noticeably low voice for a woman.

At a staggering 5 ft, 9 in (175 cm), Shae appears more like an effeminate man. She also has a 36-C cup. At 127 lbs, although not underweight, Shaelyn is slim for her height. She also likes wearing things that feel tight to her body. On the job, she is usually seen with tight-fitting pants and a band shirt underneath. Nevertheless, she is aware that there are times and places for her taste in style, direction, and mannerisms. Around her right arm lies a tattoo of Mega Man, although she's embarrassed by it showing. She also has naturally long fingernails. As such, she has to accommodate for typing on the computer.

A bungling, branch-looking birthmark forms around her right arm. According to Shae, it fluctuates with her mood, although it's just an illusion (looks like veins!) She seems to have a liking in lace underwear and bras, in spite of the nature. It seems that her favorite undergarments are Marvel/DC/Capcom-themed. On towards the legs, she has several, fading blemishes from scratching swelling bug bites. Because of it, she has to apply on a fading creme. She loves to wear either black sandals or some drawn-on boots. It seems that her classmates appreciate her imagination.

TRANSFORMED LOOK

Spoiler: Transformed 

TRANSFORMED

As a Roc, she takes on the appearance of a 30-foot bird (with a wingspan of about 26 feet) with ruby red and emerald green feathers. It also has a grayish brown, sharp beak with radiant, red eyes. Shae's personality is called Blade. Thanks to the Roc's rosy red "Cheeks", she seems to be in a good mood. In spite of what she endeavors, the bird doesn't like to chow down on innocent folks; she's not made for that shit. She also seems to have golden rimmed talons that are good for killing!

EQUIPMENT
Well, let's jut say that Shae is quite fond of her Rave candy. As such, she keeps a black purse embellished with miniature skulls and black studs. Shae enjoys carrying the purse, much to onlookers eyes. Inside it lies a Samsung S3 smartphone, a charger, some lipstick, a couple pens and pencils, tissues, Asprin, a dingy wallet, and some Rave candy.

CARD WEAPONS/ABILITIES
Although Shae lacks the necessary tools, she is still capable of fighting using her feathers as darts. Her darts are capable of stopping someone, or just making them bleed all over the place.

Her bird form can emit a loud, screeching melody. It's so bad, you'd have to cover your ears for a long time.

As for a usual bird, Shae is capable of using her razor-sharp talons. These talons can slice through metal and flesh like a butterknife! Watch out!

CARD ARMOR
Shae has no armor, save for the ring that is on the forehead. In her bird form, Shae's ring is just another accessory. She also has a pair of golden bangles applied for her feet.

PERSONALITY

Cynical/Passive
"I'm just not interested in Marvel; maybe some other time... hopefully, never." Shae's temper has no room for second thoughts. Once she has a first impression on the person, she will keep that ingrained in her head, even if something changed her perception. However, once someone gets on her bad side, there's little time for a picnic. In fact, Shae might want to schedule a "beat-down" at a moment's notice. Shae is the one to withhold long, unnecessary grudges. When she's angry, she will not become intense. Passive-aggressiveness indicates much of her hate. She might not always say it in the face, but when she ignores something that the hated one knows she likes, there's something to say. If you poke her for too long, she'll just fight you now and talk later.

Argumentative
"What's wrong with you, bitch? Watch where you're going! Seriously!!" As always, Shae loves to concoct a valid answer for her findings, even if it's more wrong than right. She is fiery-tempered, and so excessive at her arguments that everyone has to sail her back on topic. Shae, however, has a blinded anger. She will be quick to get impatient, angry, and just plain unlikable.

Carefree/Responsible (to an extent)
"I know you're into colors; just sit down and work while I work." Because she often takes her younger sister to her job, Shae is good at letting the girl do what she pleases. However, since the reign at Big Lots is nonexistant, he has to take extra precautions to keep them safe. Much to her stupidity, however, her sister loves to help out, so Shae has to clean up her accidents.

Intelligent/Observant
"It'll rain tonight when wolves howl; watch your hat." Although Shae's quips are confusing, disorganized, and hard to follow, she has a point. When she tries to address her issues, she prefers using idioms, cleverness, double entendres and other kinds of figurative language. To her, it's artsy; to other people, however, it's a messed-up way of staying on the lines.

HISTORY
(WIP)
Shae was born in a lifeless home in Chicago, Illinois. Her mother was a German immigrant while her father, a veteran in the military, often tried attempts to call her. Gertrude Kertrina Kylone-Fischer, was a seamstress at a low-paying shop around the city. Stanley Dominic Kylone, on the other hand, was a Polish-American trying to make ends meet. Once Shae turned three, her little sister, Caoihme Sierra Kylone, came into the world. Shaelyn, herself, didn't understand the causes behind the financial struggles, but according to her, she knew it would be bad.

Although Stanley struggled not to move away, Gertrude considered that his job was more important than his own marriage. Eventually, due to financial struggles between the two, Gertrude and Stanley called it quits. As for her new baby sister, Shaelyn was forced to watch after the baby at all times. "But why do I have to watch her?" She confronted Gertrude.

"Because..." She broke down in tears, "I don't want you to know what's going on, but Kee will never be the same." Those words came to light when a routine check-up revealed Caoihme had a severe case of Down's Syndrome. Because of the revelation, Shaelyn was taught to understand the consequences of being a mother. She didn't like it at all.

At one point, when Shae turned six, once Caoihme babbled "Love", Shae started bawling her eyes out. Her doctors said that Caoihme might not be able to talk until she was seven or eight. However, the reason Caoihme talked was a miracle. Even while dealing with Caoihme's disability, Shae had to deal with another one. Dieter Ludwig Kylone was her younger brother diagnosed with low-functioning autism. Because her mother had depression, her father was an OCD-neat-freak-maniac, her sister had Down's and her little brother had autism, Shae thought she was the odd one out.

By the time she turned six, Shae started having outbursts at how her drawings were worse than everyone else's. As such, her parents sent her to behavioral therapy classes. Shae remembered begging her mother not to go, yet she had no choice. Finally, this was when Stanley did the pseudo-reunion. As he arrived at the Kylone household, he realized two more munchkins emerged. After a rather sour meeting, Stanley started to act resentful towards his younger children for being "freaky". Although Shae respectfully defended them, Gertrude explained to them, "Well, we're done now. You can't come here anymore; not if it's for my children."

Finally, Stanley decided not to come home. Instead, without his family's permission, he moved to Germany at a fort. It turned into a father-less environment for four years. After his deployment, Gertrude started meeting another guy named Gregory Thomas Kimble, whom the other children appreciated. Shaelyn tried to find flaws with the man. However, her amazement failed to meet expectations. At the age of eleven, Gertrude legally divorced Stanley and married Gregory, much to the children' distaste. Now, it seemed that her biological father was never there. When she turned seven, Gretchen Helene Kylone came to the world. According to Shae, Gretchen happened to be one of the hardest to satisfy.

On Caoihme's tenth birthday (March 14), Stanley stuck his nose into their business. Angry that they left him, Stanley left angry myraids of phone calls. He pled the family to "take back the hero". Sadly, neither Gertrude nor her children understood him. Even with ten attempts to call them, everyone seemed to desert him. On a nice Thanksgiving evening, Stanley once again returned with many gifts, which were never opened. Eventually, with the knowledge of profanity, Shaelyn got up on a high chair, screaming out derogatory remarks. Although she had little regrets, she got grounded for it.

Ever since that day, Gregory began to reveal his true colors. One by one, a notice of embezzlement, cocaine charges, and attempted murder slammed their doors. While the family tried to hide their embarrassment, Dieter pointed out, "Why does daddy have a handgun on his desk?" Although Shae didn't understand the reason behind all of this, she realized who this Gregory was the entire time. Although Stanley tried to reward the children, Gregory seemed to dive his hands in his cookie jar. Shae wanted her "father" off the radar. Because she feared for her mother, Shae remained overly protective of Gertrude's children.

By the time Shae turned thirteen, her parents started arguing much more, Gretchen was diagnosed with Aspergers (along with Bipolar Disorder), and Shae let her grades slip off the radar. Eventually, after years of lies, Shae ended up having her parents separate. Sometimes, Gretchen quipped "Did you really, really think those dumb-asses would get the fuck back together?" Afterward, Shae decided that he had to become the surrogate mother of these children. Having tired of the additional assistance, she had to use all-nighters to get her work done. Because nobody was at the house most of the time, Shae had to resort to taking her siblings wherever she went.

At one point, Stanley returned home to see another child. In spite of Gertrude's resentment, the children were ready to accept their biological (save for Gretchen) father. When Gretchen spiraled out of control, however, so did their reconciliation. Due to Gretchen's insanity, Stanley broke it off with his wife. In adition to this, he took Dieter and Gretchen with him. This time, no room remained for any love.

As Shae got into Rockford University, she tried her best to achieve the highest score she could. However, because of her "apathy", she never seemed to care anymore. Now, she's just stuck in her own little world, wondering what to do.

RP SAMPLE
(WIP)

Spoiler: The Last Blowup ~ Ye Olde Big Lots! 

Today was a bit before summer. After hours of scrutinizing oversized, junky bags, Shaelyn almost had enough of throwing out old, useful products. Since it was damn near six in the afternoon, Shae was in charge of opening stock. Once she grabbed her yellow box cutter, she accidentally slit her left hand on the blade. It left all but a nick, but it stung nonetheless. With all her might to silence herself, she fumbled for a glove. Shae prepared the stepladder to carry the dolls on the top shelf.

Although this was not hat she was advised to do, she continued sorting everything out. She kept in mind of the customers, the environment, and her awesome Caoihme. Here, Caoihme started working on her creative story. "Shae, can wo wook at whis? {Shae, can you look at this?}" babbled the curious Caoihme.

Because she was the lone worker, Shae carried the box of dolls. While trying to close in, she tried being respectful. "Okay! Maybe a little later! I've... got shit to do..." Alas, she missed the last step, causing her to topple the contents of the box. Through the midst of broken, tattered dolls, Shae still had to work. At Big Lots, the managers demanded no room for accidents. She still had little to prove her worth. As such, Shae had numerous amounts of time to get her act together.

Much to her discomfort, it didn't take long for the coworkers to notice her indecency. Carrying a child with disabilities proved hard on her back. Here came the bossiest worker of the pack. As the lady shuffled the Barbie dolls, a discordant voice halted her thoughts. "SHAE! GIT YA' SHIT UP AND HURRY!" Bossy Bitch threw what looked like a soiled rag.

Again, Shae ignored the insults. Even Caoihme volunteered to retaliate in her anger, but that would cause trouble. Little did she know, that would account for more madness. Shae went towards the back of the room, expecting some kind of assistance. Even though there were two coworkers, smoking in the back of the room, they didn't appear to be willing to help. She shook her head in impending rage, huffing her way to the inventory.

Even with a wig, Shae was responsible for the crap they took. She couldn't just shrug off her weariness - stuff happened - and let that die off. Even though she didn't talk to anyone, she could tell they hated her just as much as she did. One insult of her sister would get her going. However, it seemed like today wasn't the day for getting along together. While her little sister continued drawing on a color book, one of the coworkers dismissed her as a useless baby.

She said, "You can't steal that stuff." At that moment, the stupid worker snatched the coloring book and the crayons. She couldn't defend herself properly. Throwing a nearby toy at the worker, the girl started crying.

That coloring book was, in fact, brought from the store two years ago. That was her book. In defending herself, Caiohme shrieked for her older sister. Lucky enough, Shae was right there with her. A loud, "BITCH!" echoed out of the store.

Right now, her filter was nowhere to be found. "That wws my sister's book! Give that shit back!" Shae could have said that politely. However, being the only one working with heavy stuff set her off.

"Then what this tag doing in the first place?" Denise called her out, pointing to the blacked out price tag. "I'm going to ask you to leave." What the Hell? She worked here! How did these coworkers throe Shae, of all people, on the bus? Did they not know about her circumstance behind that!?

[Waarnemen]

Spoiler: Cirque du Lune 

Name: Rylinyon (RYE-LIN-yohn) Hrayr (RYE-yur) Lylvlard (LIL-liv-lard)
Nicknames: Ryan (as a civilian name and/or for those who find it hard to pronounce); Lyn (as a pet name; only to those he gets close to); Lyon (lee-YOHN) (No matter how much he corrects the public, this gets mispronounced!)
Age: 160 (appears to be 21 years old)
Birthday: November 29
Gender: Male
Species: Slyph (Think Pathfinder/can pass off as a human or a high elf)

Appearance: For those not looking for anomalies, Rylinyon's effeminate haircut (perfectly cut bangs and hair that extends to his back) appears androgynous. In fact, newcomers assume Ryan's a woman. His ebony hair appears to have some sapphire blue hues to it. Long, jet black eyelashes frame his vibrant, royal blue eyes. On occasions, Ryan wears a pair of half - rimmed glasses. Over to his left eye sits a noticeable mole. Ryan has a proud, straight nose with a pointed, upturned tip. This man has high cheekbones, which gives rise to good looking dimples. Thin, fragile lips compliment his pale features. Intricate, tribal markings cascade across Ryan's skin. His eyes and nose get red on bad days.

On to his body, he stands at a tall 5 ft, 8 in (174 cm). Rylinyon and his grandfather are the same height. It is hard not to see him in some sort of gaudy clothing. Feathery sparkled boas (which make him sneeze like crazy), decorated blouses, and tight pants are parts of Cirque du Lune couture. Rylinyon's pedestrian wear consists of tight pants, buttoned plaid shirts, and a pair of combat boots. Even on regular errands, he prefers to make an impression. Most Sylph have a pale, sickly complexion, but his still has a youthful color. His lanky physique assumes a lack of strength... but don't let that fool you! He has a curved birthmark on his back (think about a nautilus).
Personality: Patient // Calm ~ Or... so we think! Ryan appears to be a gentle, kindhearted soul. Being a Cirque du Lune performer allowed a closer connection with children and adolescents. Only the purest of smiles will win the crowd. In competitions, he is the last one to offer critique. If there's a handicapped girl struggling to the door, he'll wait for her and/or guide her through. Losing patience, in his opinion, is a sign of ignorance and disrespect.

Honest // Swift ~ Trust is something earned, even for Ryan. He does not believe in love at first sight or "making friends". To those who don't know him, Ryan looks quiet and standoffish. If you ask for his opinion, he'll hold off the sugar and go for direct answers. In Ryan's opinion, the truth is like a million bullets in the heart. While critique is free, his trust isn't. Should his trust be misplaced, it's hard to retrieve it. Ryan abhors bloodshed and grudges. If the situation demands to kill a soul, however, he will. Ryan dislikes taking an executive position. "If we remain brainwashed by power, we won't understand the public."

Organized // Intelligent ~ Rylinyon's workspace (or trailer, in this case) is spotless and color oriented. Having an overactive imagination gives rise to new, unseen ideas. He prefers color coding his notes (Red = Cirque du Lune; Orange = Thoughts; Purple = Personal Events; Pink = Clothing, etc.). He always keeps a journal nearby in case ingenuity spring up. While writing on the job is prohibited, Ryan doesn't hesitate to express himself on paper. Much of his thoughts consist of observations and analytical ideas. Ryan finds time to write in his journal, be it from the stage room or in his sanctuary. Ryan has an analytical air to him. Save for the spotlight, Ryan doesn't flaunt around his intellect or his status.

Silver Tongued // Steadfast ~ Despite his kindness, he doesn't allow others to take advantage of him. Tongue lashings and violence are used at the last resort. As some say, however, not everyone will be nice. If he must shout or give an order, Ryan keeps it simple and explicit. Ryan is capable of using wind attacks while performing. He will not stop to set someone in their place... even if they run!

Conservative // Friendly ~ Even for a circus performer, Rylinyon has certain standards against using animals. For starters, the circus acts in old france didn't use animals. Another point of interest comes with his adept training with the Church Mages. They practiced on eating little meat, so the vegetarian perspectives brushed off on him. He especially likes reef seaweed and lavender. He acquired a habit of sneezing into his elbow, or into a handkerchief. When he's on the show... he makes his sneezes the show! Ryan is good at starting a conversation or even teaching someone how to use things. The Church Mages taught him core ideals of socialization. However, not *every* technique stuck. In fact, he doesn't understand why humans work so hard!

Biography: Rylinyon Lylvlard is the youngest son of the Louvres. They lived in a Breton village (Francard) for twenty years. His mother was a sorceress and his father hunted game for their expense. Ryan became the youngest and third son of five Sylph children. He had a loving, caring mother - Francoise - who took time to feed her children. His father - Gibault - was an example of "making a man out of him". Much of his childhood consisted of hard, back-to-back labor. He had to plant herbs, cook, and push boulders from the household.

Because of their abysmal living conditions, flooding and indoor snow became a problem. In order to combat these problems, his mother taught the Sylph magic and air manipulation. These air powers made physical labor easier to manage. By the time he turned 16, his eldest brother disappeared.

The young sylph got devastated to the point of tears. He spent a whole year scouting out for his brother. The search ended when another sylph placed his dagger by the door. Sadly, this confirmed his brother's death. Three years passed, and it was time to make a decision. The loss of his brother was Ryan's motive to leave Francard. While his mother missed him, his father bade him well.

After his departure, Rylinyon trekked to Lyon, France. According to Ryan, Lyon was intimidating and chaotic. In spite of being a sylph, his adventures bogged him down with ailments. When he turned 20, Ryan got himself in a predicament. On May 3, he trekked into a field of flowers. The harmless ornaments captured his attention. Unfortunately, Rylinyon had an allergic reaction to the flowers. The endless hacking, wheezing and hives clobbered him. Within three minutes haste, the boy collapsed.

Since that dreadful encounter, his nose remained sensitive; human's hay fever, he called it. Poor Rylinyon staggered to a peculiar apothecary. Try as she might, the young lady's prowess proved incapable of curing him. Useless aids and countless searching made him find a residence... of some sort. As Ryan reached 25, an ailing Ryan fell on the sidewalk of a local sister of a Church... or so the sign said. To his surprise, the building housed the Legalise de Symphonie (The Symphony Church). The Symphony Church was a hidden coven for sorceresses. From the time they congregated to the time they met Ryan, they stayed secluded from the public. Of course, when Ryan fainted, the Léger had to intervene.

Nolwenn Morvand introduced herself as the leader, and followed to fifteen other young women. The young Sylph found solace in living with the girls. Leger Morvand (Leger is a title for "Mistress" in the Church). Miraculously, these girls appeared to be from all walks of life. Nolwenn was a changeling, and another was an Undine, and many other races. The Breton girls appreciated having the young Sylph's company. When magic was needed, he went out with the mages to put their magic to great use. He found the Church sisters as a good influence.

When he turned 40, a wayward witch returned to the Haven. The wayward witch asked for the young Sylph. She wanted him to come along a caravan. The first time, Ryan declined the offer. He found the chance to see the countryside, and he didn't want that taken away. Three years later, two mages died. Their deaths made him want to leave, but the Léger explained something else: Death is just a way of life, and eternal life doesn't exist.

The wayward witch hosted a horse show, and what she did... fascinated Ryan. The horse show showed the witch's talents. In fact, he was so fascinated that the witch took interest in him. When he tried going home, the same witch placed him in a carriage. When the Coven looked for Ryan, three of the young ladies went after him.

At first, Ryan didn't like it. The values of the witch irked him... and the other young ladies watched in horror. The endless whips, the fiery ropes, and the contortionists! Ryan stood by as an observer. He didn't want to get caught in the craziness. Eventually, the witch introduced herself as Lumiere. As he reached adulthood, he helped with casting spells and fortunes. Children and candy made him happy to perform. Lumiere had lots of promise. She enabled Ryan to do whatever he pleased. Instead of fighting her, Ryan performed with success.

As for the other mages, one of them fled from the show. The other two supported Ryan. Who couldn't say no to the willing face? After Ryan met Lumiere, she took him and the other mages to the Cirque du Lune. The traveling caravan seemed out of this world. Lumiere entrusted him and the mages to go travel with the circus. b the time he reached adulthood, it was time for him to spread his wings. Ryan decided to visit the Symphony Sisters once again. Ryan expected them to get angry and throw a fit when the sisters gathered around him. They wondered where the young man went, his environment, and his whereabouts, etc. Fancy clothes, a longer haircut, and a cold to top it off... didn't seem right!

Later on, the mages spent that week nursing the Sylph back to health. Leger Morvand asked about the circus. "It was fun," he beamed on his sickbed, "I wish I could do it again!" They were happy for him until he mentioned the horse shows. While he didn't partake in the festivity, the church sisters taught him about using animals as materials. This talk made Ryan reconsider going with the Mystic circus actors. Besides, why not treat the animals like objects when they can be pets? Ryan's determination made the mages reunite once again.

Performing at the circus brightened up his spirits, but he wanted something more than just circus life. The mages told the young boy to hide in the city. In order to conform to standards, Nolwenn told him to use the name "Ryan", as that was a capable civilian name. It wasn't like the Coven didn't need nicknames! From that point on, he spent time in the Brittany land for ten more years. Moving forward proved a Herculean task for Ryan.

By 1910, he had to learn how to give up. He decided to go back with the Cirque du Lune. When Ryan returned, he felt welcomed with open arms. There, he earned an opportunity to explore countries he never saw, and he self taught himself the modern world. To this day, Ryan is still exploring the world's nature.

Strengths: Ryan is an adept piano player. Playing the piano keeps his mind clear of distractions. He loves playing the piano, as he think of it as "a reunion with a long time friend". He learned from spending time at the church.

As with most Sylph, Rylinyon is an avid air manipulator. He is also a good magician. He is able to fly, walk on air, and create powerful gusts. However, this comes with a cost. Every time he uses his wind powers, Ryan gets tired. As such, he will give plenty of time to eat before the show.

Living in a Breton (French) village gives him a native Breton tongue. He also knows French, Irish Gaelic, and Swedish. One of the Church Mages only spoke in German, and three spoke in English. He learned how to speak English there!

Weaknesses: Ryan has an abnormally sensitive nose. He is allergic to feathers, dust, mold, cat hair, and flowers (snapdragons, petunias, daffodils, roses and magnolias REALLY set him off). He's learned how to control them on the show. A few of his acts ended up... rather messy and uneventful. In the case it happens, he keeps a stash of handkerchiefs and gloves in his pocket.

Rylinyon's snarky comments are unintentional. He's trying to work on his sharpness, but you know... you can't blame him.

Rylinyon can't get his hands off of patchouli. Not only is it a good sinus clearer, but it smells good. He uses it in minuscule amounts, as it makes him sneeze.

Rylinyon is susceptible to asthma attacks. The benefits of modern medicine allows him to have an inhaler.

Circus Position: He is a good singer for the show and an air Magician. His favorite is where he can walk upside down on air!