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Name: Nova Blake
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Birth Place: Galio
Weight: 145 lbs
Height: 5'9"

Personality: Nova is the oddball of her family, the dreamer amongst warriors. She is extremely intelligent, however her interest in the bigger picture often causes her to miss the small things, thus making her sound like an airhead to strangers. Much like a child, Nova is incredibly caring and abnormally trusting, but to betray her is a mistake. When frightened or upset she has a tendency to explode, both verbally and physically, a fuse that isn't often tripped but best left untouched. Ontop of her trusting personality, Nova becomes incredibly curious about the strangest of things and easily consumed with her distractions.

Bio: Nova grew up in Galio with her parents and two older brothers, her father (a soldier) being the only wielder in the family line. In the early years of her childhood, Nova showed no signs of being a gifted wielder but her father wished for his children to be able to defend themselves in the case of a foreign invasion. Being much smaller than her older brothers, Nova adapted to a style of fighting quite unique to her agile abilities.

It wasn't until she turned 8 that her parents noticed Nova's increasing distractability, her mind drifting to places the rest of her family oculd not follow. They kept an eye on her, expecting it to be a temporary condition, however in the following two years they discovered she was gifted. Unlike her father, Nova's element was much less tangible, more of a second sight than anything usefull. By the age of 15, however, Nova was able to predict celestial events and locate objects in rooms other than the one she occupied.

Finding her abilities intriguing, Nova's father spent more time helping her train her abilities as a wielder, leaving her brothers to train alone. It took seven long years for anything major to happen, but once that seal had broken, it was as if Nova had gained a necessary understanding of her element allowing her to advance through her self-training more quickly. Now, at the age of 25, Nova has decided to travel to the city of Ladria in order to attend Rohad Academy, hoping to learn the necessary skills to push her abilities to the next level.

Wielder or Duel Wielder: Wielder
Element(s): Space


Weapon: Scythe

Appearance:


No especially unusual features except for his Darkness Wielder glove and his signature pen and scalpel.

Name: Olivier "The Contractor" Chian

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Birth place: Galio

Weight: 175 lbs/ 79kg

Height: 6.1 ft/ 1.84m

Personality: Olivier is a soft spoken and formal individual, with a penchant for being condescending. Hard to surprise, frighten, or excite, he keeps a stiff upper lip about most anything. He is a determined person who knows exactly what he wants and how to get it, and won't be swayed by petty things like empathy or remorse (although he does possess the former, it's just that he prioritizes himself to the point where the feelings and even lives of others become background noise). When someone else starts becoming a key component in one of his schemes, he will adopt the behaviour most conducive to luring that person in. As a result, Olivier has developed a high proficiency both with lying and knowing when he is being lied to over time. He can be very patient and friendly if someone is of great importance to his machinations, and might even develop feelings over time, but he will always be out for himself first and foremost. Lastly, Olivier is both amused and angered by gullible people.

Bio: When he was a young boy in the city-state of Galio, Olivier was thought to manifest an affinity for fire wielding, and was trained appropriately. He was quite mediocre at the art of bending the flames, however, much to the chagrin of both his mentor and himself. Olivier just seemed to have plateaued hard after easily mastering beginning techniques. Eventually, the school for young wielders where Olivier was then studying had to endure some budget cuts in light of the new war tolls, and the number of students had to be reduced accordingly. This was done in a series of one versus one fights where students that wielded the same element were pitted against one another.

Olivier had to fight against one of his old friends. None of them minded that a loss meant being expelled, they were both highly competitive. Even before the battle started, they mockingly decided it would be a "battle to the death" and shook hands over that. After half an hour of thrashing, where Olivier won purely on the grounds of superior stamina and tactics rather than wielding, his exhausted friend conceded. Then, "The Contractor" was born.

The moment Olivier's friend conceded, shadowy arms started coalescing around him, tearing him apart with numerous amorphous mouths with razor-sharp teeth. It was a massacre. Even as the teachers tried to intervene, the shadowy appendages consumed the student whole, as though immune to the teachers' wielding. After there was nothing left to be devoured, the shadowy arms faded away.

A disturbed Olivier was quickly moved to the Principal's office, where the latter explained to him all about the advanced Dark wielding type and the way his special power worked. He was thereafter made to promise never to consciously make use of that power again, or even speak about it. Even at that age, Olivier was considering his new-found abilities with curiosity and apprehensiveness rather than abject horror, so, when he did accept the Principal's demands, it was not sincere.

Then followed years of honing his skills, both general-Dark and related to his unique talent, leaving many dead or scarred in his wake. In the interlope world, he became known as simply "The Contractor". Amused by this moniker and his call to Fame, Olivier decided to give himself a distinguishing feature: As such, wherever he travels, he wears a black suit with a small, white notebook protruding from one of his front pockets, next to a sharp, thin scalpel.

Olivier decided to follow Rohad Academy for the specific reason that he had gotten intel from his various sources about the oncoming war, and sees participating in that event as a way to further push the limits of his power.

Wielder or Dual Wielder: Olivier knows a tiny bit of fire wielding through sheer repetition, which has gone down from lack of use over the years. Now, without straining himself, he can barely light a cigarette. So, for all intents and purposes, he's almost completely a Darkness wielder.

Element: Darkness. He uses Darkness wielding in two ways:

1. His unique power, Contract. Once he strikes a deal with a person wherein whomever loses has to give up either their life, a limb, a sense, or years of their life, the contract cannot be interfered with. The catch is that the people who enter in contracts with Olivier have to do it willingly, of their own accord. Now, if there is a breach of contract, the penalty will be exacted by horrors of Darkness, greatly empowered by the Contract to the point where they cannot be defeated, not even by Darkness wielders with more power and experience than Olivier himself. The contract can be two-sided (like a fight to the death) or one sided (like Olivier going on a quest for someone or vice-versa). For the sake of drama and to give himself authenticity, Olivier often makes small cuts with a scalpel on the fingers of himself and whomever he is making a contract with, and having the contract meticulously written down in his notebook with a pencil and then signed in blood. This is however optional (something which many people do not actually know about The Contractor, and a way in which many have lost their lives). It is said that The Contractor himself never lost any of his own contracts, but whether this is genuine truth or hyperbole, nobody knows.

It is important to note that over half of the people who make contracts with Olivier (aside from two-sided ones) DO NOT lose them. This has helped him become quite respected and trusted with the black market folks and the criminal underworld, not just feared and avoided.

2. Other more normal Darkness powers. He can envelop targets in darkness, jamming their senses, elongate his fingers into blades of darkness useful for both slashing and piercing, tap into the surrounding darkness at night to improve his senses, and create illusory eyes to spy at a distance. Whenever Olivier wins a contract that results in a death, or wins a number of contracts that total up to a death in a weird way of Dark mathematics (for example, having three people bet their eye sight away is equivalent to having one bet his life away), his normal Darkness powers improve by 0.5%. Olivier is currently 47.5% more powerful than the normal Darkness wielder of his age and experience, having killed (or equivalently maimed) 95 people with his contracts.

Weapon: His wielding and he sometimes hires henchmen, either with money or secrets.

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Her right eye is now a dimmer colour than her left, a small scar above her right eyebrow visible to the observant.

Name: Rhiannon Jones

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Weight: 50kg/110lbs

Height: 5'3" / 1.6m

Place of birth: Ladria

Personality: Cautious cheerfulness. That is the most accurate near-oxymoron with which to describe Rhiannon's temperament. She buzzes with energy but exudes very little of it, always active in speech and mannerisms but with a measure tone. With her speech she adopts an optimistic approach, focusing on positives where appropriate but she will not shy away from speaking unfortunate or unavoidable truths. Especially if ignoring them would be detrimental to the situation or patronising. Rhiannon is also generous and thoughtful but not to a fault; she will help others but is not one who easily puts others before herself.

Bio: Born and raised in Ladria, Rhiannon has always had the famed Rohad Academy prominent in her consciousness. While it did not dominate her early life, her parents had no expectations or predispositions for her to attend the Academy nor did she have a burning desire to do so, her childhood was certainly influenced by its presence. People came to Ladria for the sole reason of joining the Academy, or trying to, and that affected the community that lived around the Academy as well.

As a young girl she often 'played Wielders' with other children in her locality, such was the infusion of culture from the Academy that it affected their earliest years. Things changed a little when she, and a few others, discovered that they actually had the power and the group was split into haves and have-nots. They went to different schools and walked in different circles, occasionally muttering a greeting in the street as they passed; almost-forgotten memories rising unbidden to the surface and making even a short encounter awkward.

Rhiannon grew up into a teenager with an athletic build, her fiery red hair and winning smile making her quite the target of affection for numerous classmates, especially the boys. Her foreign, lyrical sounding accent made her something of an exotic although she had been born and raised in Ladria while her parents had not. During these years she realised her affection for her own gender as well as men and became more comfortable with her own person, garnering a local fame for the confidence with which she intimately interacted with men and women.

News spread that Rhiannon was being put forward for Rohad Academy and, unlike some of her peers, she had a strong chance of entering the prestigious Academy. Very few from her neighbourhood were accepted to Rohad despite its proximity due to their low levels of talent and her local celebrity status rose further. Which was why the events shortly before her entrance to the Academy became an infamous matter; never spoken of openly.

All that is known is that Rhiannon left school as per normal and only returned home early the following morning. People speak of the girl's once fiery nature as having been extinguished, her eyes clouded with a new darkness and her trusting nature replaced by a deep unease when in a crowded place. Certainly, Rhiannon is slower to speak openly on matters of some controversy than she once was and is less brazen but she still has her cheerful nature; it is just tempered with caution now. Her sharp blue-green eyes no longer shine so brightly, her right eye especially showing a faint milky-white glaze synonymous with blindness and a now almost healed scar can be seen just above her right eyebrow.

Away from her old life, Rhiannon shows signs of returning to her old self but the healing process will take time and safety, both of which she is unlikely to receive with events unfolding as they are.

Wielder or Duel Wielder: Single Wielder

Element(s): Rhiannon is a wielder of the water element and no other. Her personality matches some of the characteristics of water: flowing easily between moods without sharp, swift changes; calm and gentle or rough and raging; solid and unmoving like water when frozen.

Her mastery of the element is still a work in progress. She cannot yet alter the temperature, and thus the form, of water but feels that particular ability is nearly within her reach. Currently she compensates for this by utilising the force of flowing water for defence rather than relying on the rigidity that ice might offer in the future. For offence she can simply use the crushing force of fast flowing or large volumes of water or focus it into a tight jet of high pressure, as if like a blade.

Beyond the utilising of the basic properties of water Rhiannon has no specialised or unique abilities.

Weapon: A plain, functional wooden quarterstaff as well as her wielding.

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Name: Jack ‘Sully’ Sullam

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Birth Place: Ladria

Weight: 158 lbs

Height: 6 foot 1 inch

Personality: Sully is quiet, calm and collected. He is not on to ever try and draw attention to himself. However this is not to mean that he will shy away from a fight. If he is pushed he will snap, but he also won’t ever try to push first. Sully keeps to himself and has difficult trusting anybody, instead he bottles everything and always keeps the stiff upper lip. Alongside this Sully is terse, short, he doesn’t give people the time of day because he has never received it either. Sully despises arrogance and has a disdain for any of the other wielders who believe they are gods because of their ability.

Bio: Jack Sullam was born into a family of means in Ladria. The Sullams are third generation of government officials and Jack is an only child. His parents made sure he never went wanting. Up until the age of 12 Jack had the finest schooling, the finest training and the finest things. Though there was one thing that the money could not buy Jack. Wielding. He had always admired wielders, the Royal Guards particularly, and always wished he could be one.
However by the time Jack was 16 there was no sign of any wielding ability. He had trained with some of the finest wielders and attended every lecture on wielding he could go to and yet he still couldn’t wield. So Jack decided to change course. Rather than force wielding, he studied it instead. Whilst wielders live all across the country, the knowledge on how wielding actually works is almost nothing. Jack went on research trips, case studies, patient studies and autopsies to try and figure out what was happening. Alongside this Jack studied all forms of martial arts, and weapons training, to fill the gap of wielding.
At the age of 18 Jack’s parents got into contact with the head of the Rohan Academy, central focus point of wielding. Jack’s parents put forward a sizable donation to the Academy and afforded a lot of favours. In exchange Jack has been granted a small fund, an office, lab time and access to lessons and tutors. This is all in an effort to further understanding in wielding. He also has a small government fund coming in, with news of a chaos wielder being a possible enemy. The government are paying for any weakness Jack could uncover.
Jack has been at Rohad for 3 years now, his research has brought about some significant findings however none are truly earth shattering. As well as this his time has been tainted by the constant bullying and ridicule he has received from students and teachers alike. Jack knew he may not be accepted, but right now he is being made into a total social pariah. However Jack is now also a teacher. Non-Wielding combat is his specialty and he uses it as an excuse, a lot, to get his revenge on students who really pile on the abuse.

Wielder or Duel Wielder: N.A

Element(s): N.A

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Name: Allen "Lao" Xaljer

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Birth Place: Surcoth Empire

Weight: 146

Height: 5'11"

Personality: Lao is confident to a fault, it could be said that it is his "fatal flaw". He hates being wrong, or being reveled for what he truly his, an uneducated, horse breeders son. He will do whatever it takes to attain the power needed to crush the ones that looked down on him as a child. Despite this, Lao is surprisingly kind and a quick learner, unfortunately, his overconfident nature and lust for power, may end up leading him in the path of destruction.

Bio: Lao was born in the rival City State of Ladria, the Surcoth Empire. He came from a long line of horse breeders who served all kinds of noble families in Va'siel. Lao's childhood was spent tending to the well being of horses, obeying the nobles orders despite the wounds that it created on his pride. How Lao wished to yell back at there masters, insult them, but he kept his mouth shut, knowing that it would bring trouble upon his family.

By the time Lao was 15, his family had gained a job in Ladria, hired my the Stall family. Lao was bullied by the noble families son day and night. He could never escape the boys rath, and he could never do anything about it. Lao would never raise his hand up against the boy, or insult him, without risking his families well being. By the time Lao turned 20, he was ready to fight the noble boy, to kill him. This was when he developed his ability to wield, with the possibility to get out of the noble families home and do something with his life, he immediately ran to his father, to tell his his idea of enrolling in the Rohad Academy.

Unfortunately his father was furious, yelling and spitting, screaming at his son, telling him that he was dishonoring the family. But Lao ignored him anyway, he simply away from home and joined the Academy anyway.

Wielder or Duel Wielder: Single Wielder

Element(s) Fire (Has signs of developing black fire)

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Name: Abraham Grail

Age: 38

Gender: Male

Birth Place: Arguilla

Weight: 50kg/110 lbs

Height: 1.52m/5ft

Personality: Abraham is the cleverest, sneakiest, slimiest man you will ever meet. He is very greedy too, and will not hesitate to betray a friend (if he had any) for the right price. He cares only for his own good, always looking for ways to trick people into giving him what he wants, no matter who gets hurt (not that he doesn't enjoy seeing others hurting). He is a extremely cunning, and is a master of strategy. He also doesn't shower very much.

Bio: Growing up in the streets of Arguilla, he learned to survive on trickery and deceit, stealing from whoever was unlucky enough to become his target. One day at the age of 37 he was selling flowers claiming them to be "Magical blessed flowers" that can heal any problem within 24 hours. Some rich idiot stopped and decided to buy one. After the man agreed to the price Abraham asked for he became suddenly overcome with greediness and joy at his success. When handing the man one of the flowers their hands touched for an instant. A little flash of close-to-black green shot up the man's arm until it reached his throat. Suddenly the man started coughing. Abraham watched with amazement as the man began chocking and after a few seconds he fell dead.

That is how Abraham learned of his powers. Soon after he found he could also control the wind and air, bending them at will. He then heard of an academy for the individuals gifted with these powers, or "wielders" as he learned they were called, where they could learn to further enhance their powers. Abraham realized the great potential of his powers, and decided to travel to the academy.

Wielder or Duel Wielder: Dual Wielder

Element(s): Poison and Wind

Weapon: For close-combat he uses his hands. For ranged fighting he uses a small poisoned green crossbow.

Appearance:

Name: Kel Varni

Age: 30

Gender: Male

Birth Place: Orguis

Weight: 180 lbs

Height: 5'8"

Personality: Kel likes to help people, but often does this more to improve or help himself more than for more humanitarian reasons. He likes to learn about the physical world, and can be very logical at times. This has lead to him having an interest in many academic areas, including chemistry, physics (Newtonian given the tech level), psychology, and philosophy. While he would rather not use his abilities to hurt people, he will defend people if they need him to.

Bio: His uncle had used Water wielding to sense where the water was near the surface in the desert, and Earth Weilding to create wells in the area for the nomads that lived nearby. That lead to one of the governments in the area hiring him to produce wells in the city.
One day while Kel was eight he was pretending to be an Earth wielder, using some of his uncle's old gloves, and some of the sandy soil near him moved. His uncle trained him, and when he was fourteen he started helping his uncle dig wells. When he was seventeen, while meditating near one of the fields, he found he could sense the minerals in the soil. With the help of his Uncle's girlfriend, an Earth Wielder in the city guard, he learned to fertilize soil and made a decent living helping the local farmers.
Several years later, he was out in someone's field meditating, fixing the soil nutrients, when a group of bandits attacked. During the battle he got knocked down and had his meager Earth wielding counteracted by an Earth-wielding bandit. As the man approached him, he saw a poisonous snake near the man's leg. He hoped the man would get bitten and, a few seconds later the man started yelling, and jumped away from him. The man started screaming about a snake biting him and left to find the medic.
He knew then that he must be a mind wielder, but unfortunately for him, there weren't any in the city. He needed to go somewhere else to learn, so he traveled to Ladria to learn from the best wielders in the land. He's been at the academy for just over a year.

Wielder or Duel Wielder: Duel

Element(s): Earth:
Well dig: Creates a cylinder of stone .5 meters in diameter, which he lifts out of the Earth. He uses this mostly to strength train.
Earth quake: Shakes the ground, breaking it under his opponents and knocking nearby people down.
Geokinesis: Throws rocks at enemies or blocks attacks with rock.
Sandstorm: rapid moving sand moves around him, obscuring the enemy's view of him.
Mind: Creepy crawly attack: The enemy thinks that they were bit by a snake, stung by a scorpion, or something else from the area that is poisonous.
Weapon: Arming sword (for bandits), bow & arrows (for hunting)

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