Jayce was born to an entirely normal family, the likes of which had no special talents, no legendary mages in the family tree, no nothing. The only thing the Velstadt men had ever been known for was their devotion to their work, whatever their craft may be, regardless of their personality. Jayce was the same way, he devoted himself to everything he did, even if he hated it. From an early age, he had a fascination with machinery, especially magic vehicles, and as such tinkered and tinkered with whatever bits of scrap he could get his hands on for free; though admittedly that included things that weren't his. Over the years he simply got better and better at putting things together, simply form memory, so much so that he became the first member of his family to be considered a prodigy. By the age of 14, he could build an entire magic buggy from scrap, take it apart, and put it back together again in under 6 hours.

At the age of 16, to get the money he needed to continue his career as an engineer, he joined the Fioran Rune Knights. Things were going smoothly until his unit's first real dispatchment, the job was an odd one: Find out what happened to a town along the border that's entire population. They found nothing, not even a single trace of a single person left in the town, and they left absolutely no stone unturned. No signs of a struggle, no blood, not even a dropped cup. It was as if all of the townsfolk simply...vanished.
And then so did the Knights while they weren't looking. At first they just assumed the rookies went AWOL, but soon even their commanding officer vanished without a trace. Being one of the last three left, Jayce decided that whatever was there, they couldn't handle it, and so got the other two knights and fled the town. However, what had taken the people didn't like it's prey just up and leaving. Before they made it more than one mile out of the town, something assaulted his two companions behind his back. Stealthfully, and without a single sound made, the two vanished as well, and it took Jayce a full minute to even realize that they simply weren't there anymore.

After noticing he was the last alive, he ran. He ran as fast as he possibly could to escape from whatever was in the town, or rather what was after him. In his attempt to escape, he suddenly felt...lighter. Particularly on his right side. A glance to his right side informed him that his right arm was...gone. There was no trace of any sort of bite or cut, it was as if the entire thing simply faded from existence, though the pain quickly shot through him as his body realized his arm was gone. Writhing in pain on the ground, he attempted to crawl in a last desperate attempt to get away from whatever that thing was, though the trail of blood from his arm gave him away all too easily. As he bled out in the brush of the local forest, he wondered if this was really how he was going to die, alone and without a trace of his body being left behind. In his 'supposed final moments', he saw something, something not human. It was a beast with the body of a canine with jet black fur, with eyes as red as a blood-soaked moon. The eyes had an almost...insect like look to them, no pupils or scilera visible at all. Fur-covered appendages extended all along it's lower torso, almost like extra sets of legs that simply stood upright, as if poised to move. Looking over the beast, he sighed and simply said: "Go on...finish it." The final blow never came.

The beast turned immediately and lunged at something unseen, something horrifying that was now on the receiving end of pain. He couldn't see what it was, whatever it was, only the dog-like beast could see it, but he was never more happy to see a wild animal. The beast somehow treated his stub of an arm, and followed him back to the safety of Deloria, where he resigned from the Knights after what he'd seen happen. Inspired by the strength of his new animal companion, Jayce vowed to become strong enough to defeat that invisible beast himself, and that he would need both his hands to do it. Constructing a new arm with the help of the animal, which he now called "Noire" (Turns out it was a girl. Who knew?), he trained relentlessly to grow stronger, becoming the Velstadt family's first mage. With a goal in his mind, he decided to join Mystic Ram with Noire at his side, ready to use his new strength along with her's to help the people of Fiore, and to track down the nightmare creature.

Name: Allyson Rouge

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Appearance:


She stands at 1.73 m. She has an athletic build. Her hair is of an scarlet red color and she almost always has it in a high ponytail, reaching her lower back. Her eyes are of a deeper red.

Rank: B

Personality: Allyson is a girl who tries to look as mature as she can, from the way she acts to the way she talks. She wants to give out an 'older sister' aura, someone who people can rely on and know that they'll be supported no matter what, as well as someone kind, someone people can go to when they are troubled. Due to this, she almost always tries to hide her hobbies and what she likes, so people don't know that in reality, she is as much of a child as a 14 year old. She loves to do childish stuff as running around and playing around. She has lots of stuffed animals and cannot fall asleep without one, but since all of this things don't fit her image of a recent adult that has just turned 18, she tries to hide it, often not being honest neither with herself or others.

Yes, Allyson can be quite childish, but that doesn't mean her whole personality is like that. She is indeed someone reliable and most surely she will step up into the fire for anyone, often taking care more of others than she should take care of herself. Her mom has told her that she is as much of an adult as she wanted, though this hasn't really set in for her. She still doesn't see the perfect image of an adult that she has in her head in her personality. She is indeed,
childish and naive, but, when push comes to shove, she is quite reliable and can indeed give off that 'older sister' aura she strives so hard to get.

When in battle she is often reckless and rash, ending up in hurting herself, however, she doesn't care about it, since as long as her teammates are okay, she can sustain any kind of damage that she may suffer while protecting others.

Also, she has an habit of reading, though it first started off as another way to show how mature she was, but it ended up sticking to her and now she loves to carry a book around and read it.

Biography: Most of her life has been normal, except for the fact that she has demonstrated to be quite a capable magician since her early years. However, as many know, raw talent isn't enough to get the best out of your abilities, and her parents weren't the most strict ones, so she mostly did whatever she wanted, not worrying twice to what the future may hold for her. After she entered puberty, she started to admire the mages of guilds which worked hard to achieve their goals and were really powerful, and so, she set her next goal. To become a reknown magician of Fiore and make her guild as reknown as her.

Easier said than done, though. She started as an amateur magician and she got some jobs done, building her way towards the B rank was a piece of cake. But from there onwards, however was pretty much hell. She was, in reality, just a brat with way too much power than what she could actually use in a battle. She failed many times, not only in the A rank exam, but also in missions, and that showed her that she couldn't keep slacking off and wait for things to get to her, that she should actually work to have them. From then onwards, she developed her 'older sister' persona, as well as she started training, to finally get rid of her kid self and become someone who can actually be relied on.

Magic: Caster type, Vibration magic.

Allyson's magic allows her to produce vibrations that can shake molecules. It has many uses, but she can only use effectively the ones listed here:

Molecule Speed Up: By using the vibrations she can make, she can speed up the molecules of things, making them hotter and even melt them. It can only be used on inanimate objects or statics beings and direct contact is needed.

Molecule Slow Down: It has the same process as with the Speed Up, but this time, she produces vibrations to counter the already moving molecules to slow them down and freee them. As with the Speed Up, it can only be used on static things and direct contact is needed.

Super Speed: By speeding up her own molecules she can move at stunning speeds. However, when moving at such speeds, she is unable to turn on corners and curves. She has been training with this technique and this doesn't happen as often as before, but it still happens from time to time.

Concussion Strike: By speeding up specific parts of her body (e.g. fists, legs) she can deliver hits with superhuman force, however, since she speeds up an specific part and not her whole body, she can get burned by it due to the constant movement of molecules.

Name: Bjorn Rockfist, But most people call him Bear

Age: 38

Rank: A

Gender: Male

Appearance: Bjorn looks somewhere between a man and a bear. He stands 2.42m tall and is of a bulky, heavy build. His arms and legs are very hairy and scarred, and his head is shaped similarly to that of a bear, though most features are hidden under a long full beard. His Canines are elongated and sharp, his eyes are yellow and his hair is long and brown. He mostly braids his beard.
His clothes consist of a white sleeveless shirt, a brown vest, a brown pair of shorts and a pair of black boots. His Guild crest is on his back. He also carries a large battle axe on his back, as well as a fur around his shoulders.

Personality: Bjorn is very kind. He enjoys drinking and eating, and will assist anyone with their quests if he has nothing else to do. He values the safety of his friends above his own. When fighting, he will engage in close quarters, but he won't stray far enough from the team for him to be unable to protect his friends.

Biography: Bjorn comes from the northern parts of Fiore, and it is unknown why he and Serena came to this guild of all, but ever since the incident with Deliora, they've been members of the guild. He doesn't speak much of his past, and what he does tell are mostly storied of long treks through the snow, or hunting some great beasts, or of drinking matches in the taverns he had visited, or of quests he has completed. What is known about him is that he was part of a nomadic tribe of bear-like people, and he was exiled for reasons he won't talk about.

Magic: Physical earth magic: Bjorn uses earth magic to enhance his physical attacks by covering parts of, or his entire, body in a dense layer of rock. Very simple magic, its only drawback being its lack of range. He can use it to attack from afar by making boulders to throw, but they're slow. He will sometimes use boulders for bashing. Nothing special, nothing fancy, just raw power.

Appearance:
In armor
Out
-Stands at 5 feet 7 inches/1.7 Meters
-Has several noticeable scars, although not many. Most notably on his back, forearms, and shins.

Name:
Iranos Vaad

Age:
26

Gender:
Male

Magic:
Celestial Spirit Magic - The Extremopar Keys
Amongst the small tribal villages scattered across the world, the belief of an apex predator living in the extremes of the world remains. Large creatures, impossible to tame, impossible to stalk, the perfect hunters hunting in the most hostile environments the world has to offer. Mountains so high, a normal person would suffocate at the lack of oxygen. Deserts so barren and blazing that water would evaporate in seconds. Waters at such depths that the strongest armor would be crushed under the pressure. They are often called spirits of the hunt.

The Hunter of The Windy Mountains, Veshinko the Peakjumper. A large white jumping spider, who is said to ride the walls of wind that surround mountains.

The Stalker of The Scorching Dunes, Hakim the Stinger of The Sands. A large scorpion, who is said to emanate heat from his body.

The Vanguard of The Chilling Depths, Dakelh the Trenchdweller. A massive crab, who in particular is said to have no real offensive ability. Although Dakelh's endurance and armor is unmatchable.

Personality:
Iranos is a kind hearted person, always helping and wanting to help. Although his pride won't let him let other people be his crutch. Because of this, when he summons one of his Extremopar companions, he refuses to let them fight alone, he fights alongside them with nothing but his wits, skill, and weapons. And he's stubborn. Once he sets his mind to something, he'll work towards that goal. Iranos himself is a bit humble, he wants to be the greatest hunter to live, but he knows that there are always better hunters. Like the mountains where he was born, his temper is as cold as ice, however, he seems to take personal offence when other humans are treated like animals.

Biography:
Iranos' birthplace is one of the Mountain tribes in the northern part of the world, where at a young age, like all boys in his tribe, was trained to be a hunter. To provide food, security, and warming furs for his tribe. As a young boy, Iranos was particularly stubborn, he didn't listen to any of the old legends that the elders told the young hunters, his only interest was to become stronger. Not through silly techniques, he wanted to be strong. Because he didn't exactly pay much attention during his sparring lessons, he was always behind the curve when it came to skill with a spear. And because he was always behind the curve, he was often bullied by the more skilled young hunters, partly due to the fact that he brought in so little while they brought in so much more. Frustrated with many things, the young Iranos went off by himself to hunt something big, something nasty, strong, fast, something that even the veteran hunters have difficulty tracking and hunting. For two weeks the young Iranos tracked the creature, only using what he had overheard from in the village. A massive white spider, with black patterns and stripes on the legs and body.

He tracked it to an ice cave, on the top of one of the highest peaks in the mountain range. The young Iranos slowly crept in, spear at the ready, noticing the white webbed substance all over the walls, floor and ceiling. When he looked up, he saw a massive spider slowly descending upon him. It was crimson, but Iranos was already frozen with fear. His trance was broken by a blur of white crashing into the crimson spider mid air, sending both the white mass and the crimson spider smashing into a wall. When Iranos looked, he saw it. A larger, regal white jumping spider, adorned with black patterns and stripes across the body and legs. He saw how the two spiders wrestled, grappling, trying to get a clear chance at a killing blow with their deadly venomous bites. It resembled Iranos' tribal fighting style greatly. He watched as the regal white spider smashed the crimson one into the wall, then diving its fangs into its neck, a clear killing blow.

Iranos, now fully aware, crept up to the white spider and stabbed it with his spear. The white spider responded by knocking Iranos about a dozen feet away with one of its feet, undeterred, Iranos got back up and prepared for a counter attack. Instead, the white spider merely gazed at the young hunter. Then it spoke, its voice echoing in Iranos' skull. He was the Hunter of The Windy Mountains, the Peakjumper, the god of his tribe. Veshinko. It expressed its interest in the potential of the young hunter, and for five days, personally trained Iranos. Then, Veshinko had to leave. Equipped with the new skills, Iranos spent the following year honing that skill, using the cave as his camp. Exactly one year later, Veshinko returned, and sparred with Iranos often, becoming good friends. During a talk of the future, Iranos explained that it was perhaps time to travel the world, as his experiences in the mountains had given him experiences he could not have experienced in the village. Veshinko asked if he could come along. Iranos, confused, became unconfused as Veshinko transformed into a small blizzard of white blinding light and wind. On the floor where his god, his mentor, and friend stood, was and old and rusty platinum coin. When Iranos picked it up, he saw the unmistakable gaze of Veshinko on one side of the coin, and the symbol of his tribe on the other. He then took the key, and began his adventure southbound, towards an endless blazing desert...

Iranos adapted well from the cold of the mountains to the heat of the desert. He traveled four days into the desert when he heard screams and yelling, as he crested the next sand dune, in a sprint, he saw a caravan of people being raided by bandits. Disgusted, Iranos attacked the bandits, slaying the unskilled raiding party. The caravan gave him their thanks, and Iranos escorted them to their destination, a desert city on an oasis. When they arrived, Iranos sensed the aura of defeat in the air. The city looked bland, a mix of dull colors. The guards were fearful of him, a stranger. Iranos asked the guards where they could find the chief of the city, and they escorted him to the leader of the city. The leader explained that for years the bandits kept on raiding the city, that the bandits essentially own the deserts. Upset, Iranos vowed that he would free these people. He trained the guards as best he could, but they were clumsy and unwieldy with the spear. Although knowing that they were incompatible for the way of the spear, Iranos kept on trying.

Weeks later, during a skirmish, Iranos was taken prisoner by the bandits. He was imprisoned at their base, an old run down temple. After two days, Iranos was able to escape under the cover of night, instead of going out into the ocean of sand where he would be easily vulnerable, he went into the temple. Upon inspection of the temple, there were secret catacombs hidden underneath the venerable temple. He went down, and explored the tunnels, finding a room with a mounted sword. The sword went straight, then curved like a question mark, an ancient khopesh sword. Under it were scriptures, when Iranos looked them over, they were guides, instructions, and teachers to the way of the sword. When Iranos explored further, he unknowingly activated a device which called to an ancient hunter. Upon exiting the temple, he witnessed the awakening of The Stalker of The Scorching Sands, Hakim, rising from the desert sands. Furious that these bandits were raiding his people, Hakim destroyed the base and the bandits.

Iranos escaped from the battle, but he knew that the great scorpion he saw was a legend just like his companion. Eventually Iranos found his way back to the city, where he told the people of Hakim, and he saw hope in their eyes. Iranos spent two years living amongst the people of the sand, devoting those two years to training and learning the way of the sword. When he finally mastered the Khopesh, he taught the people how to defend themselves, and they seemed to just click when there was a Khopesh sword in their hands. Upon leaving the city gates, he found a red ruby with a small scorpion symbol etched into it. When Iranos picked it up, it had nearly burned his hand. He realized then, that this was Hakim's way of thanks, companionship. Iranos tried picking it up with his Khopesh when he realized that it had an empty socket on the hilt. Iranos put the ruby into the sword, and it snugly fit. It was then that a weary Iranos sighed and longed for an escape from the dry heat of the desert. And so, to the coast he traveled...

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Name: Serena Auroras

Age: 17

Rank: B

Gender: Female

Appearance: Serena is short, only 1.56m. Her guild crest is white and is on the back of her left shoulder.

Personality: Serena is a kind, cheerful, but quiet girl. Not because she is shy, but because she has a problem talking to multiple people. Especially boys. When she is around girls, she feels comfortable with groups of up to 6, but with boys, any more than 2 will slowly cause her to stop talking and try to avoid eyecontact. There are a few exceptions to this, and she has become better at talking with boys from the guild. She does try her best, and is slowly improving.
She is rather intelligent. In fact, she is better at keeping her cool in battles than when talking with groups of people. She will often go out of her way to make people happy. When a battle is over, however, she will panic and rush to the aid of others, healing them if they're injured. She is also very good with, and fond of, animals.

Biography: Serena was the, at the time, only child of a doctor and his assistant in a small village. In this village, wizards were seen as dangerous and were shunned. For the first four years of her life, everything was pretty good. She learned the basics of medicine and reading/writing, as well as learning about a lot of other things. However, when she turned five, her magic abilities manifested, and she knew that she had to hide it. She used the next couple of months training her skills in secret, and managed to hide it for almost half a year. However, one day, a patient was too injured, so she had to use her healing magic to save him. Although she managed to save his life, the other villagers decided that she was a threat and had to be either thrown out or killed. As luck would have it, Bjorn was in the village at the time, and decided to visit the doctor and his family. He easily moved past the villagers, who ran from him in fear, and after having a talk with the doctor, it was decided that Serena should go with Bjorn. Leaving the village with only some clothes and books, she spent the next couple of years with Bjorn in the wild, traveling from village to village, until they got to Middlemist during Deliora's attack. Bjorn wanted to do his best stopping the beast, but Serena said neither of them would survive if he did. So they waited. After Deliora had moved on, they both went into town and helped wherever they could. Once the guild was created, they both joined.

Magic: Seven Color Magic: Serene's magic is a type of changing magic that allows her to use several different elements or other magic types, though, of course, not as well as anyone who only uses one.
She can use 8 types of magic, and when she changes type, her hair also changes color. Only exception is when her hair stays white. In this when like this, she is using light magic, which is quite powerful, but it also drains her magic reserves a lot faster. Changing type takes a few seconds. The types are:
Red: Fire.
Yellow: Lightning.
Blue: Water.
Green: Healing.
Purple: Mental: Telepathy and Telekenisis.
Light Blue: Ice.
Light Green: Wind.
White: Light: When using light, she can only really do one thing, which is to fire beams or blasts of concentrated light. These can be fired in rapid succesion or as a single strong shot.