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Name: Simon Connor Age: 19 Appearance:! Occupation: Apothecary Personality: Simon is quite a friendly & outgoing person, he loves to help people in his small town (as long as it doesn't affect his fathers business). He always wanted to explore the grounds outside of the town but his father forbid him doing that since he could get held for ransom since his fathers work is sometimes expensive. He is quite knowledgeable with plants and herbs thanks to his father. History: All that Simon ever knew was the herbal arts. Ever since he has been a little child he has been working in this type of environment since his father was an apothecary and his mother a herbalist. His father was such a good apothecary that people would travel hundred of miles to seek his help. Simons' father is getting quite old so Simon will soon be taking over his fathers apothecary work. Simon also had two brothers that had been came before him [Franco and Dimitri] that were both older than he currently is when they disappeared. They both had disappeared shortly after turning 21 years of age, his father had said that it was because of them venturing outside of the village. However there was a much darker set of rumours of what happened to them. Some say that the boys father would experiment with medicines that would give Simons father more remedies to help them live better, both sets of remedies had been deemed successful. That was even though they lost both sons. Of course those were all rumours. The one time that Simon decides that he is going to explore literally 10 feet outside of his village Simons' world went black.
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**Name:** Kituo Maji **Age:** 17 **Appearance:** While it would be expected of someone who has spent a lot of time lifting heavy rock to at least gain some muscle mass, this not the case for Kituo mostly due to his high metabolism and the amount of sweat he has leaked out from exposure to the intense desert sun. He is a slim young man standing at a modest height of five feet and eight inches and is likely still growing at a slow rate. His features are analogous to people of African descent, his skin being deep brown and his lips filled. He has thick and curly mid-length black hair which is a bit unkempt from his days of labor. His limbs are stringy while the shape of his face is triangular. His eyes are dark and small. Growing up in a hot climate, Kituo prefers clothing that is loose fitting and of a thin material. He typically can be seen wearing a long burnt orange shirt that reaches below his waist in length. Running parallel down the shirt are two golden strips. The shirt itself is also sleeveless to further accommodate him against the heat. He wears dark pants which cut off just above his ankles. Around his right wrist he wears a gold bangle which was given to him as a birthday present when he was younger. On his feet are sandals. **Occupation:** Apprentice Stonemason **Personality:** Kituo has never really gotten as much as he wanted accomplished in life due to his apprehension. He always considers the consequences before making a decision, most times overthinking and convincing himself not to go through with something that he may have actually wanted. Because he has allowed his fear to restrict him, he has also become reliant on his family for support. He isn't argumentative nor confrontational and prefers to take a passive role in conflict. When faced with any kind of danger, he prefers flight over fight regardless of the circumstances. Socially he is reserved and reluctant to interact. However, he'll talk to those he finds non-intimidating. As he doesn't take well to most people, it isn't abnormal for him to favor a particular person whom he feels he can connect with. Ironically, he takes better to people who aren't like him and would better be rather an exuberant person for he feels they usually emit a positive aura. As he lacks confidence, it can be inferred that his reasoning for preferring these kinds of people is that he hopes he'll gain some esteem himself. Kituo has always been curious about the world beyond his village but was taught that It was dangerous. Therefore, despite his yearning to at least figure out what else was out there, he never took any initiative and thus remained in the dark. He has a wild imagination and likes to conjure up stories in his spare time with a ideal version of himself as the focal. What burdens Kituo the most is the nagging regret he harbors. Having never realized nor lived up to his full potential, he is haunted by the memories of his failures and the knowledge that he won't be able to undo them. He has tendency to reflect on the past often - specifically on things he could have did better. **History:** Kituo has spent the entirety of his life so far living safely within the sturdy walls of a desert city. As commoners had no particular reason to leave, Kituo never even so much as heard about what the outside world was like when he was a small child. His family was middle class being neither poor nor rich. He never had to struggle for food nor fight to survive. His parents coddled him and provided him and his siblings with everything they needed to live comfortably. His only true worry was school as his father pressured him heavily to perform. Unfortunately for his standards, Kituo wasn't the best student and his grades were mostly mediocre. At a young age his father, believing that educating him would be futile, withdrew him school due to the costs and forced Kituo to work alongside him as a stonemason. He found the work hard but eventually learned to tolerate it as he had no other options. While he helped feed his family by working alongside his father, Kituo quickly found himself dissatisfied with his life. He watched as his younger brother excelled in his academics and took to a path for a brighter future. Kituo sensed that his father was disappointed in him and it upset him. They would frequently have brief spats about his failures with his father usually ending them with remarks about his laziness and lack of motivation. While he may not have expressed it at that moment, the words seeped into Kituo and took their toll on him. He always became silent when his father told him those things for he knew they were true. Not knowing what to do, he continued on with his work without giving any challenge. Kituo was never really popular but did manage to make a few friends - most of them being fellow stonemasons who worked with to upkeep the city's buildings. There was one boy in particular who Kituo considered his best friend, mostly because his optimistic attitude helped keep his spirits up throughout the day's harsh heat. The boy insisted on speaking about his dream to leave the city and find a more amusing way of making a living. Kituo secretly shared this dream and silently listened to his friend's words as they cut and hauled stone together.
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Talan Val'Shirai




Age: 27

Occupation: Nomad

Personality: Talan has had a hard life. The world has taken much from him and so he has developed a very cynical view of the world. He prefers to be on his own unless it is not the wisest of choices to make and when in a group he acts as the stern caretaker. While he does come off as cold he does care for others if they manage to gain his trust. If you've somehow managed to do that you've gained a friend for life.

History: Talan is from a far off land, a mix of desert and plainslands. His mother Varri and his father Na'Kael were members of a nomadic tribe that farm wherever they are able and live off the land. His father would often take him along on hunting trips when the tribe settled somewhere(though he never hunted himself only carried the supplies). When not hunting with his father he would spend time with his mother farming the land and the two shared a very close bond with each other. One day when they were out hunting Talan and his father were attacked by a hostile tribe, Na'Kael managed to get Talen to escape before he he was killed but by the time Talen had reached camp it had already been attacked by the enemy tribe. His mother was killed in the attack and so Talan was left an orphan. While still a member of the tribe he was forced to fend for himself as the surviving members moved on. He continued to live with them as an outcast to this day.
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Name: Anise Sinclair Age: 16 Appearance: Occupation: Princess Personality: Living a sheltered life where everything is taken care of for you results in a fairly selfish attitude. Anise is a confident girl who believes that she can get whatever she wants so long as she asks for it. She is impatient. She loves stories and art. She is a proud girl with a know-it-all attitude. The only people allowed to tell her what to do in her mind are her father and her fiance. She can be headstrong from time to time, and will often take action without thinking it through. She is extraordinarily naive. Overall... she certainly is quite the princess. History: Anise grew up without want or need for anything. Everything she asked for she received. Her whole life was perfect as far as she was concerned. She had a personal maid that did everything the told her to. She never learned what fear was. She never knew true hunger. She lived a carefree life in her Father's castle reading books and painting. Her only outside time was spent in the garden on the castle's grounds where she learned about the flowers there. Father had found the perfect prince for her to marry, Harrison Lyons. Never had she actually met the young man, but that didn't matter to her, after all Father knew best. The wedding was supposed to be soon, but now that is completely up in the air, after all she has been spirited away.
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Occupation: Kith Personality: Tyaelaem is very chatty when he's comfortable, but is equally capable of being ominous when he wants to be. He's nimble on his feet, friendly with the forest, and as highly knowledgeable as he is spontaneous. He would rather flee than fight, and he has an acute sense of self-preservation. History: ?
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Name: Robin D'Arques

Age: 18

Appearance: Completely androgynous. Olive skinned (from her mother) and green eyes (from her father). She's 5' 5'' and has the lean physique of a runner due to her profession; the more mail she distributes, the more money she makes. Has short, messy brown hair which she keeps under a dark gray cap, and often wears simple trousers, a tunic, and hardy boots.

Occupation: Mail Runner

Personality: Generally quiet and hyper sensitive to her environment, but is coarse and foul mouthed to those she becomes comfortable with, mainly due to how she grew up mingling with street urchins. Because of this, she can be slightly off putting to those she meets, but doesn't mind. A true introvert, she likes to spend time alone or with a few group of people she enjoys being around.

She’s resilient and well composed, having been put through many physically and mentally challenging situations in her life.

She has a quick wit and an even faster reflex, but lacks in people skills and academic strength. She’s good at transactional relationships when you first meet her but has difficulty bonding with people beyond that. Has a keen sense of wanderlust, which she attributes to her father, but is much more careful than he.

History: Robin was raised in the poorer part of the city with her aunt and cousin after her father left to pursue riches in the east with the promise of "making our dreams come true! I'll be back!" Robin's father is a French traveling merchant who has always chased his dreams, despite having no record of success or measure of cautiousness. It was that lack of restraint that led him to marry her mother, a gypsy he encountered while traveling. With time and the disillusionment towards the romanticism of settling down with a family, the two parents agreed to split and leave Robin with her father's aunt, a stern and austere innkeeper.

Her aunt took baby Robin in, familiar with her brother's whimsical nature, and raised Robin as if she was her own--with unwaivable sternness. Her father has visited a few times, always with tales of foreign lands. Both Robin and her cousin, whom she grew up with, were put to work in the inn since day one. Robin never liked the monotonous work that seemed to bear little benefit to the family business, so when she was 8, she found other work as a mail runner and heaved the inn work on her cousin. She found that she could make more money as a runner the better she got, and could help support her family that way.

She befriended the other mail runners, who were often older street rats of various ages with impressive knowledge about the streets, and grew up with a family away from home who took her in as their own. Her hat was a gift from her “mentor” when she finally beat him at a race across the city. The nooks and crannies of the city became familiar, and the street urchins her teachers, and her feet. Family and running are the most precious things to her.

Items Held: A single Flower (received from Eveline, the lantern.
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Name: Eveline Lancer Age: 17 Appearance: A small girl of lithe build, even after years of picking and pruning wild flowers her hands have remained smooth and soft. Standing around 5'6" she's rather lanky and has been know as a fast runner. Probably from the long summers spent in the forest with her mother. Besides that her physic is rather unremarkable unless you count her obscure blue hair and blue eyes stark contrast against her pale skin. Occupation: Florist Personality: 'Let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair and let us huddle together as darkness takes over. We are at home amidst the birds and the trees, for we are children of nature.' They call Eveline a wild child, a changling,that she belongs with the fairyfolk of old. A happy child since birth, she's always seem the brightness in the world especially in the flowers. A giddy child, some would say she was touched in the head for her happy demeanour seemed to be her only trait. She spends her time skipping around with a flower crown and handing out flowers with a gentle smile on her face as if there was nothing wrong with the world. Yet Eveline is very observant, she watches and doesn't talk at most she'll tilt her head and smile or frown childishly in dispute. She hates modern things preferring to transverse the forest near her homes and take from nature, so is slightly frightened of metal tools and sciences. History: They say the girl was born to a hedgewitch in the forest, a witch of the wilds, a herb dealer, the one you call to save your failing wife, the midwife of the peasant folks. Her father was a gypsy they say, a wandering man who loved life and found the joy in the simplest things. A broad boisterous man, with a hearty laugh and a healthy appetite for many a thing. His wit was only matched with his quick hands, taking woman's purses and heart with an easy grace. Such a strange outcome the girl was, a flower child, they say she was born in a fairy circle, a gift from the forest and the young witch mother did little to dispel the rumors about her and her babe. A glimpse of superstitious in a barren town, to far from the kingdom to be told of newer things, they cling to the old and ancient believing the rumors and myths. Silly Mortals~ So the child grew up on the village fringes learning basic trades and letters but spent most of her time in the forest learning plants and flowers from her mother taking them into the village to sell and trade. And so the years passed in this manor and the girl grew into a teenager humming softly she walked down the roads a hand waving at the approaching caravan, it was fall and trade season they always came this time of year and she had still yet to figure out her farther or if he actually existed.
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Character Sheet Name: Elijah Bower Age: 28 Appearance: Occupation: Chancellor Personality: During his service as chancellor for the Count of his town, Elijah has grown to be, if anything, eloquent. Constantly being around nobles and rubbing shoulders with those of higher status, his etiquette is refined and rehearsed to his Lord's satisfaction. However, he never forgets his roots, and always remembers to help the poor and downtrodden. After all, politeness can only get one so far. History: It was paperwork. It always had been. Being Count Holland's chancellor always entailed such menial tasks; it almost made Bower wish he'd never left the clergy. Either way, there were nights he was in his office, alone, with nothing but the fainting flame of a dripping candle to keep him company. It had been like this for years, another day of working as his Lord frolicked around the parlor downstairs with something or another. Nobles always had a habit of overindulging; the records he kept of their finance expenditures always proved to be sufficient evidence. It was something he could never understand, how the upper echelons of society were indifferent to the madness that went on outside. He often kept such thoughts to himself, occasionally sipping on a flask of hippocras, the spiced wine dancing merrily upon his lips. Getting drunk. Getting work done. Rinse and repeat. Only this time, he may have consumed a little too much. Why was he in a forest?
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Name: Sir Jasper Enright Neary

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Occupation: presently, monkeybat hunter

Personality: A bit off.

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Name: Randold Breaker Age: 26 Appearance: Tall for a human, standing at 6 feet and 6 inches, also on top of his bulky build, Randold is indeed a large man. He is a caucasian man with a mild complexion, his eyes are a dull blue. He has choppy short, black hair, and a full, maintained beard. His nose is broad, with a slight angle downwards. In terms of clothing he almost always dresses in his work clothes, a white linen shirt that covers only just past his shoulders, over his shirt he wears a leather apron. On his hands he wears rough leather work gloves, his arms are uncovered. For pants he wears brown hemp cloth, he also wears leather boots. Occupation: Carpenter Personality: Proudly holds a very strong work ethic, often times sawing away at logs from dawn to midnight with little break. Randold at heart believes in the common good, very little in his life has Randold purposefully put himself above others, however despite his intentions Randold’s people skills leave much to be desired. While not meaning to, Randold comes somewhat off as intimidating partially due to his build. It would take sometime for one to become used to his rough projection. Randold is fiercely independent, only someone who he sees as a just and powerful leader would he be willing to follow. History: Randold is a carpenter, just as his father, and just as his father’s father. At a young age, Randold set up his own shop, the building itself used to be barn, the farmer allowed Randold to have it for cheap. This was for good reason as well, more than half of the wood had rotted away, huge gaping holes were present throughout the barn. It took him more than half a year to repair the damage himself. In the end, Randold has lived a peaceful life, more than content with his craft, of course until now.
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Personality: Likes chasing people, dragging people around with its claws, terrorizing old ladies and being sneaky. Hates wolves. Thinks fireflies are yummy. Profession: Staring Contest Champion History: ??
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Name: Fyair Ducare

Age: 31
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(Let's pretend his armor design is slightly more medieval and ignore the sword? Cool, thanks.)

Occupation: Knightsman

Personality: Passionate and charismatic to say the least, Fyair has a spark for life and booming voice to tell the world about it. Often wearing a smile, he appears to be a gentle giant, but only to lure in any potential victims. Once caught in his radar, he is a huggy, flirtatious kind of brute unphased by gender and always prepared to ‘accidentally’ cop a feel; never admitting to his own lecherous acts. The knight is an optimist and pacifist with sharp teeth; to mistake his kindness for weakness would be a grave mistake.

History: Generations of the Ducare name have served faithfully under a monarch--regardless of tyrants or peacemakers sitting upon the throne--and bred a strong line of fighters. There was no question that the pudgy round boy would grow up to follow the bloodline, but the young Fyair preferred to be a daydreamer rather than practicing swordplay day in and day out. However, like any good thoroughbred, his skill came naturally and puberty gifted him with an intimidating bulky body. After being knighted, he often found himself solving conflict using his massive size to manipulate peaceful resolutions or charming his way out of bad situations instead of lifting a sword... Unless under order.
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Name: Adam Ancelot

Age: 19

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Occupation: Thief

Personality: Selfish, sneaky, deceitful are just a few adjectives that describe Adam. Through hard living, slavery and starvation he has adopted a take care of himself attitude. Said attitude being the only thing keeping him alive all these years. More intelligent than he lets on to be Adam uses his charisma and mesmerizing looks to maneuver his way through situations acquiring trust to make opportunities available. Most people
like him would also share cowardice as a trait, but this is something Adam lacks. Though he is willing to do most anything to acquire what he wants, he would not do so when it knowingly places another's life at stake. Nor can he sit by and watch it happen.
History: Unsure of when or where he was born, Adam has only known a life of the streets. Since he can remember he has tussled along the cobblestone paths of his native village, scheming his way into food, rags to cover his naked body and sometimes even a place to sleep. For seven years he carried on like this, until a raid on his village ended in his capture. Enslaved to a race of people unfamiliar to him he was forced to work for less than he'd acquired in his years as a street urchin. Over time he began to learn the people's language and once he could communicate, his deceitful nature kicked in. Gaining favoritism with certain members of the warrior clan he was able to twist them against their comrades and secure his escape amidst a battle between a trio of those guarding him. Upon his escape he vowed to return for the others who had been captured, feeling a certain sense of companionship to those who had been abandoned like he had.
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Name: Rhea

Age: 30



Occupation: Artificer

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Has no qualms about kidnapping and sacrificing others for the sake of the greater good. Is willing to give up part of her own power to another better able to wield it. Her true intentions remain a mystery.

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Have a slightly different character origin (time period) than the others, with Mokley's approval.




Name: Chris Addams

Age: 23

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Occupation: Aspiring IT nerd stuck in you average supermarket.

Personality: Very much a go with the flow kind of person and an older brother figure. He is a problem solver and prefers to avoid conflict when possible.

History: The oldest of 7 kids Chris was born September, 14, 1992 and grew up watching over others most of his life. As such he has come to treat most others in the same way. From an early age he took to computers well and devoted quite a bit of time to them. Thankfully it didn't get in the way of his grades and in collage he picked up a computer science degree. Even with some degree it was hard to land a job in his field. But he was patient and believed that if he kept on trying that he would get a break. Finally getting several interviews things were looking promising when everything changed.
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Name: Artemis Marid

Age: 21

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Though opinions vary on how beautiful Artemis is, no one can deny she's a striking figure to see, with her brown skin, starlight hair, and aqua eyes. She's a tall, slender thing standing at 5'9", with long, willowy limbs and subtle curves beneath her clothing. Her wardrobe is eclectic, with various scarves, jewelry, and feathers. She paints different markings on her skin and arms, adding to her unique look.

Occupation: Traveling Mystic

Personality: Artemis is whoever she needs to be to get by. But whether she's quiet and mysterious, or flirtatious and inviting, the one constant is that she's always looking out for herself. Though not particularly interested in other people, she enjoys using them as her primary source of entertainment. It's difficult to know who Artemis truly is or what she cares about, as she keeps everything truly important locked away – especially from herself.

History: Before she was Artemis, she was Emira Janan Mathilde Basira Felicity Lujayn Cosima Airtifae-Alqamar, Grande Duchess of the Silver Valley. Young Emira and her little brother Idris grew up with all the advantages that came with nobility. Idris, though younger than Emira, was the heir apparent. This was just fine with her – Emira was not quite suited for nobility. She was clever, worldly, and even charming when she wanted to be, but she had no interest in politics and governing. Idris, with his patience and generosity, would do well, while she entertained herself with seeing how quickly she could insult a dignitary and how long she could keep him from storming out of the palace after that.

When she was fifteen years old, a plague swept through the valley. They called it the Climbing Vine for the slow, crawling way it choked the life from its victims. Their mother was the first to catch it. Then their father. Emira and Idris were quarantined from their parents for more than a year before their died. The night before Idris' coronation, he fainted.

Preparations were being made for Emira's coronation even before Idris passed. Half a year after he first started showing symptoms, Emira charmed her way past the guard and crept into her little brother's room, as she had so many times before. Sometimes he had good nights, in spite of the sickness. His eyes would be bright and his laugh would ring out like a bell as she gossiped with him about the stuffy dignitaries, so full of themselves it was a wonder they fit through the palace doors. But that night was not a good night.

His eyes were glassy and his smile was weak as he clutched his big sister's hand with his waning strength. He whispered how proud he was of her, and how wonderful a ruler she'd be. Emira was the cleverest, strongest, funniest person he knew, and the people would adore her. They'd love her as much as he did. Emira looked at him for a long moment. Then she placed a kiss on his damp forehead, careful not to let any tears fall on him. She ran from the palace that night.

When she was eighteen years old, Artemis locked Emira away with her guilt and tried not to look back.

When she was nineteen, she heard a rumor that the Grand Duke of the Silver Valley had finally died without an heir.

Artemis traveled from one town to another, making her living as a mystic. In reality she was little more than a charlatan. Her ethereal looks, intelligence, and the skills she learned at court – languages, dancing, and singing, among others – helped her sell the facade. Before waking up in the forest, she made her living telling fortunes, selling "enchanted" baubles and sometimes outright stealing. Artemis played whatever role was required to entice her customers, and dazzled them with petty revelations about their futures or innermost thoughts (either flat out lies, generic statements that were easy to read into, or educated guesses based on how the customers presented themselves).

She told herself it was easier to forget over time – easier to push away the guilt. She could turn into someone else and feel nothing at all. After all, it was Emira who'd turned her back and ran from her Valley. Her little brother. Not Artemis.

Maybe if she said it enough times it would make it true.
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