Name:
Alicia Of Bas Kanara

Age:
24

Gender:
Female

Race:
Human

Class:
Bishop

Appearance:


Personality
Alicia is a well read, smart and logical woman. She's overbearing and demanding of those around her but she means well, but the stressful situation she's in makes her more snippy as of late.

History:
Alicia is born into the clergy after her mother passed away from giving birth to her. Within the Clergy she was a troublemaker to say the least as she questioned everything ranging from the Manaketes to the odd things the church find in Manakete ruins they try keep trying to hide from prying eyes. When she was old enough she was sent out to ruins to purify them and to protect the scholars and clerics, she herself became a scholar looking into the religious treasures the church finds in the ruins. After years of experiences she became the church's head of scholars. When an Asalan merchant discovered an acient Manakete on the border between quartzite and Asala, conflict started between the two nations over who has the rights to study the ruins and collect the treasures. Alicia was the human figurehead of the issue. The conflict lasted for 7 months, it ended when sightings of demons started to cause fear and paranoia between the two nations, it was Wynne the leader of the Quartzite nation that decided to make an agreement of peace that would benefit both nations so they could prepare for the war, Alicia agreed wholeheartedly, she didn't make such an agreement since Bird Chimeras are infamous for being stubborn and prideful, and she wouldn't have expected them to agreed with it but is relieved that they have.
Alicia has sent her student to help in the war effort and will help herself if the armies really her help.

Weapons:
Book of Evil's Bane
Thoron
Rexcalibur
Bolganone

Weapon Rank
Anima - B
Light - A

Skills:
Prayer (if the Bishop gave up a attack for the turn the next attack will do double damage.
Holy Magic (Does higher damage on demons)

Miscellaneous:
Has the largest number of historic Relics then any one person.

Name:
Melia Of Asala

Age:
18

Gender:
Female

Race:
Human

Class:
Cleric

Appearance:


Personality
Melia is what people expect a cleric to be like, soft spoken, kind and loving. But she's also stubborn and brutally honest, and oddly strong both in personality and body. A good contrast to her teacher.

History:
Melia was a daughter of and Asala's blacksmith and a Lomitian mage. Her childhood was average for a girl like Melia, but she learned the way of blacksmithing and learned math and reading to be a skilled merchant. But instead she joined the Clergy when she was just a teen so she could heal the sick and dying with a staff and help feed the poor. But her personality made it hard for her to adapt to injustice caused by some of the higher up in the church, who uses their teachings to control people and be excused from accusations of poor invrstments on personal luxuraies and poor choices which were true. Melia's only friend and ally in the church is Alicia who is one of the few honest people at the higher levels, Alicia took Melia as a student and secretary. After the most recent 'war' Melia is to he sent out with Asala's makeshift army to hunt down the demons. She is the one of very few official member of the church to be sent on the battlefield, which raises questions from the soldiers since the church often sent entire groups of Clerics and Monks when time of war as a neatruel party to keep both sides alive as long as possible. The reason why for this is unknown.

Weapons:
Mend Staff
Rescue Staff

Weapon Rank
Staff - D

Skills:
Miracle

Miscellaneous:
Has the softest voice in the army.

Name:
Queen Rosalyn Til Isa Lomitia

Age:
29

Gender:
Female

Race:
Human

Class:
Champion

Appearance:


Personality
Rosalyn is the perfect Queen for Isa Lomitia, she's proper, motivated, smart and soft spoken. But she also represent the worst aspects of her kingdom as well since she's greedy, wrathful, manipulative and condescending, but only those who see her without her queenly persona see this dark side, to nearly all others she's a perfect Queen who does her best to help all.

History:
Rosalyn was the youngest of seven children, she was never expected to be Queen, but though hard work and determination. Also a failed coup that killed all of her family but herself and her mother. Due to her mother being a liason her mother wasn't allowed to queen but Rosalyn was Crowned Queen at the tender age of 14 the youngest ruler in Yumira in 200 years. Being the youngest queen gave much more leeway compared to her father and half siblings, when she got older she was considered one of the best rulers since the golden age. For the rich. For the poor she was one of the most cruel rulers ever, the poor thought her cruelty was because of rage over her family death as a child, but it's far more simple then that, she simply wanted more money for herself to spend and more power to control her nation completely. And anybody who knows her secret plan to utterly control Isa Lomitia and soon the world has been wiped off the map, her last resistance was from her Bodyguard who was the only one to have ever escaped, he has started a rebellion to stop her plans for the upcoming alliance with Asala and the Chimera nations.

Weapons:
Silver Sword
Mend Staff
Physic Staff
Goddess's Staff

Weapon Rank
Sword - B
Staff - A

Skills:
Life Taker - When the Champion kills an enemy they get half their health restored (Passive)
Honey Words - A Troubadour's words are honey in the ears of allies. They increase thr resistants of allies (Can be activated as many times as you wish)

Miscellaneous:
Is the most likely to lose jewelry during a fight.

Name:
Bradley Aries

Age:
35

Gender:
Male

Race:
Human

Class:
Wyvern Hunter

Appearance:
 

Personality
Bradley is good-natured, kind and loyal but at times naíve and vengeful. Bradley despises injustices and abuse of power but can be blind to a person ill intent and it takes a lot to break his trust and if its brokan he will do everything to make the person pay for betraying his trust.

History:
Bradley was raised in a modest Noble house, he was fated to be a knight but he somehow became the personal bodyguard for Queen Rosalyn herself. He ignored The Queen morally grey decisions as inexperience as a young queen without a proper teacher to show her the ropes of ruling a kingdom, but as time pressed forward she had made more and more dubious choices for the kingdom like cutting off an entire city district from food and water because they were restless over the fact that they felt they should be paid more for their hardwork. Most of this district starved to death. But the final straw for Bradley was Queen Rosalyn's plan to invade Asala and the beast nations while they deal with the Demons. So Bradley ran away with the map she would use to sneak attack Asala, and due to this he is a wanted man in Isa Lomitia and most of Yumira for treason, but he's gathering a small group of rebels to exposed the Queen as a war hungry murderer she is.

Weapons:
Brave Axe
Silver Bow
Hammer

Weapon Rank
Axe - A
Bow - B

Skills:
Wyvern Breath - An enemy nearby the Wyvern Hunter will get hurt when the Wyvern release a breath attack in conjuction with the Wyvern Hunter's attack. (Can be used every 3 turns)
Lone Attacker - User hits harder when no allies are nearby.

Miscellaneous:
Most likely to do an all-nighter.

Name:
Konrad Lancaster

Age:
52

Gender:
Male

Race:
Human

Class:
White Knight

Appearance:


Personality
Konrad is a relaxed and easy going but also surprisingly a smart man. He wished to be diplomatic and civil when it comes to times of conflict and strife, wishing to avoid needless bloodshed. His long years as a diplomat has made more open minded to change.

History:
Konrad Lancaster was the middle child of 9 kids so even at a young age he was taught to defend himself and work with his other middle siblings to get what they want, from the older siblings. His diplomacy skills has only gotten better with age as he was the one that made a  law so that Lost Ones can't be attacked without reason, a very controversial move in Dismia at the time. Ultimately it made accusing Lost Ones for crimes even when evidence prove other wise, common. Konrad considered the brutal attack of a Lost ones Clan his greatest failure since he let the real murderer of the children get away, the crime which got the Lost ones blamed and which was to excused murdering them. The murderer got away with his crimes by using a loophole in the country laws that dictate that if no bodies could be found the victims are simply missing even if there's evidence that says otherwise but they never found any bodies so the murderer got away Scot-free and a clan was wiped out for no reason. Konrad became the Mayor of Windigo, since Windigo is the biggest town in Dismia which makes it the most powerful position in Dismia since Dismia lacks a true national leader. He vowed to never fail the people within his nation.

After news of demons Konrad has been keeping an eye on Asala's political climate and is ready to get involve like every other nation.

Weapons:
Mjölnir
MetaLight

Weapon Rank
Anima - A
Light - B

Skills:
Light Breaker - White Knights are masters at fighting light tome users (Passive)
 Relief - Mage Fighters heal small wounds when resting away from battle for a post (Passive)

Miscellaneous:
Wakes up the earliest out of everybody.

Name:
Lux'lao Mao

Age:
35

Gender:
Female

Race:
Human - Lost One

Class:
Sniper

Appearance:


Personality
Lux'lao is a powerful woman who leads her allies though her actions instead of words, being a tactical minded person she always plans ahead of time. She often stresses over her clan wellbeing and antagonize possible allies due to her mistrust of outsiders.

History:
The Chief of the biggest clan of Lost Ones, had a childhood normal for any lost ones. A childhood of hunting and protecting family with a bow and arrow, but she was a skilled Bowmen even amongst the world renowned archers of the Lost Ones even a teen. But her Bowmenship couldn't protect everybody in her clan when they were wiped out by a Dismian mob after a Lost One was accused of kidnapping and killing children from the nearby village it was common for the lost ones to be accused of crimes but this was the most brutal attack on the Lost Ones in recent age, as Lux'lao was one of only five survivors of her clan to escape the mob. Lux'lao and her party of survivors didn't have to mourn the death of their clan as they ran away to find shelter with another clan. When they found another clan she has expected to hunt and kill her clans murderers but they couldn't, it would only bring more death to the Lost Ones, Lux'lao was enraged by this, but after years of trying to start a war, she simply accept that her war would only kill off her new clan, she has grew close and vowed to protect them with her life and Bow.  After years of calming down she was voted to be the Chief of Clan Ninolan the largest of Lost ones Clans. And what a time to start be chief when conflict is sparking between the outsider's nations. But she will do everything in her power to prevent the outsiders from destroying her people.

Weapons:
Golden Oak Bow - Relic weapon - Gives the user the skill Galeforce when equipped.
Brave Bow
Long Bow
Silver Bow

Weapon Rank
Bow -S

Skills:
Bow Flaire - Increase the rank of a weapon by one. (Passive)
Bow Strike - A Bow can be a good bludgeon if forced in a corner but has a chance to break it if the foes armored (Can be activated as often as you want)

Miscellaneous:
Loves bear meat the most out of everybody.

Name:
Wynne

Age:
42

Gender:
Female

Race:
Bird Folk

Class:
Bird Chimera

Appearance:


Personality
Wynne is a perfectionist with a wide range of knowledge ranging  to Manakete history and early human and Chimera history as well as diplomacy. Even though she has an aura of Calmness and professionalism, she is easily flustered and panicked when confronted by something she's not used to or doesn't  understand.

History:
Like most Bird Chimera, Wynne was raised by extended family instead of their parents, she was expected to be smart, curious and strong. Which she was. When she met her parents they considered her the perfect child and they parade her around town and show their accomplishments out in the open.  Wynne loved the feeling of feeling important and did every possible action to be viewed as equels or above those around her. After years of studying and even more years of dealing with the deadly political game of Quartzsite, Wynne became the head of the nation. Her leadership skills are really good if incredably limited by the prideful and loner nature of the bird Chimera. A few years into her rule a conflict started between Quartzite and Asala over who should have the rights to the Manakete ruin. She was adamant about it belonging to the Chimera. An agreement only came to a head due to sightings and fearful whispers of demons coming back from extinction to kill all people of Yumira. Wynne was the one to make the agreement since she know that if the Asalan diplomat made the agreement it would benefit them more then the Bird Folk. After the agreement was met, Asala and Quartzsite agreed to work together until the demons are vanquished. Wynne is to be the head overlooking over the Chimera soldiers during the war even if the beast and dragon Chimera disagree with the idea of being bossed around by a bird Chimera. But sooner or later they will know to respect Wynne.

Weapons:
Claws

Weapon Rank
N/A

Skills:
Savior
Tornado

Miscellaneous:
The biggest worry wart Known amongst the Chimeras.

Name:
Amana the Third, Seventh Sultana Of Sihala

Age:
33

Gender:
Female

Race:
Human

Class:
Berserker

Appearance:


Personality
Amana is a woman who puts her people lives before all other needs and desires. She is a kind, motherly, smart yet humble person. As well as violently protective, over zealous and stubborn to a fault. But it's what make her people love her.

History:
Amana is the seventh consecutive  daughter in seven generations. Being the only child, Amana was given the throw when her mother and her husband passed away after a terrible fever took their lives. Because of this she was forced to grow up to full maturity when she was in her teens so she always did her best to be the best person for her nation and to keep her parents memories honored. Her quick thinking and intelligence improved the lives of many people in her nation, she was a well beloved figure in Sihala and hated by the court amongst the other nations since the other nations were jealous of Sihala for it was in a dersert but yet it was barely behind Isa Lomitia in wealth the only reason it was barely behind is that the wealth is more evenly split amongst the classes. Amana like all nations watch Asala's every move and prepares Sihal's great army for war if need be.

Weapons:
Red Diamond Axe - Gives the user who this weapon equipped the skill Life Taker
Brave Axe

Weapon Rank
Axe -S

Skills:
AxeFaire
Gold Digger

Miscellaneous:
Loves the heat more then anybody else.

Name:

Owari

Age:

19

Gender:

Female

Race:

Bird-Folk

Class:
Raven

Appearance:



Personality

As a member of the Bird-Folk, Owari is incredibly untrusting towards outsiders. However, after being forced to flee from Quartzsite she has begun to trust others out of necessity. Having traveled very far and for a very long time, Owari has found herself avoiding human contact wishing to avoid conflict. As for a prolonged period of time, Owari has suffered from lack of reliable nourishment she also has a weak spot for a home cooked meal, warming up to people who offer such reliable necessities quite quickly. In battle Owari seeks to play a pivotal role in dismantling enemy forces, whether that means she guard the flank or take up the vanguard, she is ready to do it.

History:

Born in the mountainous region of Quartzsite, Owari was a power young girl. Attaining flight at the meager age of three, Owari was known throughout her people as someone with lauded potential for commander of the Bird-Folk forces when she grew older. Day in and day out she would train under the keen eye of her mother. Owari’s mistakes would be pointed out at dinner every night and she would reflect and attempt to improve upon those mistakes during her training regimen afterwards. By the time Owari turned 16 years old she was told to scale the mountain, reach it’s peak and return with some form of proof.

By the time anyone who has spent a great deal of time in Quartzsite has attempts to climb the peak of the mountain they rest on the cold doesn’t bother them too much. However, while the cold isn’t as troublesome as onlookers would assume it to be it affected Owari in a way she didn’t foresee. She found herself exhausted after only minutes of travel. Any small amount of flight felt disastrous as if she could fall at any moment. Owari found herself struggling up the mountain on foot for the majority of her ascent, something that she felt great shame in. It wasn’t long, however before she finally rose above the clouds and greeted a star filled ocean above her. It was there Owari met a Manakete.

He was a large, barrel chested man who must’ve stood at least six feet tall. He grimaced down at Owari, she glared up at him. This lasted about a minute before she struck first. In an instant she had taken on her Raven form, talons at the ready slashing the throat of the Manakete just as he shifted into his draconic form. This was her evidence, the star soaked night watched her, it felt as if each of those stars were meant for her. If only she could’ve encapsulated that feeling for the rest of her days and nights.

When Owari laid the proof of her ascent on the ground in the center of Quartzsite she didn’t know what to expect, disbelief, shock, applause.

Well she got the first two. She was met by gasps, even disgusted glares. Owari was confused, she searched for her mother’s gaze but she did not find it. Instead she found the gaze of a mother, whose daughter had just died.

Owari’s mother held council with the Manakete leaders, it took days for a resolution and Owari was told to wait for their verdict. When it came, it was exile. Owari was exiled from Quartzsite never to return. Thus, Owari’s journey began.

Weapons:
N/A

Weapon Rank
N/A

Skills:

Flier Slayer: Bird Chimeras are masters at taking down fliers without bows or wind magic (Passive)
Tornado: Bird Chimeras can summon powerful gust of wind that hits a wide area surronding the Chimera.

Miscellaneous:
Owari is very keen eyed, living among blizzards her entire life, her bird-like traits don’t hurt either.
She isn’t very keen of people who either touch her wings or comment upon them incessantly.
Owari allowing someone to touch her wings shows a great deal of trust and potentially, love.
She has a huge stomach and could out eat three grown men with ease.

Name:
Saya Ashira

Age:
19

Gender:
Female

Race:
Human

Class:
Dancer

Appearance:

Saya is a relatively tall girl, standing at five foot eight. She has a slender build and weighs in at about 120lbs. She has long, wavy, blonde locks and sapphire blue eyes. Long limbs, and pointed features that give her a graceful appearance.

Personality
Saya is brave and determined, despite her lack of fighting prowess she still puts herself at risk on the battlefield in order to help others. She's stubborn and a lot tougher than one would think of her class. She's a bit quiet and likes to listen more than join in conversations. Despite that she is friendly and someone who is easy to talk to. She almost always has a smile on her face, unless on the battlefield, and likes to make sure others do to. She's calm and is able to keep a clear head in chaotic situations.

History:
Saya was born and raised in Sihala. Her family didn't have much, but they never went hungry and were happy enough. From a young age, Saya knew she wanted to be a dancer, but lessons were expensive, so her parents told her that she couldn't. Determined, Saya watched outside the window of the school, learning the steps on her own that way. One day, the teacher caught her outside, and instead of scolding her, asked if she wanted to come inside. Of course she said yes, and was able to join in the classes for free. Just a few weeks later, the teacher took her on as an apprentice, seeing great potential in here. In just a few short years she became one of the best dancers in Sihala and was sought after by many. Honestly though, she grew bored of just performing on stage, and decided to try dancing in battle. Adding a weapon and some danger into the mix was actually a lot of fun, and she hasn't gone back since.

Weapons:
Dancing, Iron Sword.

Weapon Rank:
Sword rank D.

Skills:
Dance
Limber

Miscellaneous:
Saya's dancing lends her well on the battlefield, and while she may not be able to hit hard, its very hard to hit her.
Saya is ambidextrous due to her dance training and can wield her sword equally well in each hand.
Since she lived in the desert her entire life, she can't swim.
The most likely to win a drinking contest.

Name: Seth

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Class: Myrmidon

Appearance:


Personality: Seth is quiet and reserved. He prefers to observe than participate, but will speak his mind if necessary.

History: Seth grew up on the way of the sword in Sihala. The most important thing was never the strength of the hit, but the hit landing in the right spot. Finding the weak point and focusing on it. His father taught him in total silence, so quiet has always been a large part of Seth's life. After learning all his father could teach him, he left home (by the suggestion of his father). His mother wasn't a big part of his life, though she chatted much. She traded, polished, and improved armor, so getting some protection before he left wasn't too hard, even though he didn't wear anything heavy it was good enough to protect his vitals. Seth's plan is to travel North. He figures he'll either land in the capital and be a blade for hire or pass through and hunt the creatures in the Northern Forest.

Weapons: Slim Sword

Weapon Rank: Sword D

Skills:

Miscellaneous:

Name: Jerod of Asala

Age: 44

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Class: Nomad

Appearance:

On Foot [+]

Horse [+]

Personality: Jerod is as hardy and hale as the horse he rides into combat. Spending his adult, and a fair bit of his childhood, life wandering the realm of men and chimera alike, he has a very humbled, simple view on life. He is very much for living and let live, and typically has no interest in petty conflicts over trivial matters, being very blunt and honest when it comes to calling out people for their flaws. Jovial and lax, its as easy to find Jerod under a tree, drinking the day away than bothering himself with the trivial and often times transient problems of the world. He is spiritual and speaks with experience, not bothering with pleasant words or eloquent speech. He is an honest man who believes in the freedom of all, before loyalty to nations or individuals. Anarchy at its finest, no need for ruling governments, let people be people and go about their lives and make ends meet. He knows this would not work in large scale, but he is a firm believer of letting the people work on their own and all the good a government is for is dealing with other governments. And nothing else.

History: Jerod was born to the Democracy of Asala, both parents members of their cavalry forces. His father, a conventional Cavalier, his mother a rider of Pegasus. So, in effect, the man was born into the saddle. He followed his father's footsteps, but handled a bow far better than any other weapon, so he was trained as a Nomad for Asala. He did, however, inherit the free spirit of his mother and, as soon as he was old enough to, joined a mercenary company leaving the country to see the world. He would lend his bow and his growing skill on horse back to whomever had the coin, riding into countless battles against countless banners. It was never personal, just business of war, so he rapidly lost any real concern about loyalty to a nation or a cause. He eventually left that band when it started going down a darker road, instead joining roving bands that were in the process of aiding those under attack by bandits. It was a far less luxorious life, but a far more fulfilling one. He wouldn't have any real commander or master, roving from group to group as they formed and disbanded, often times living in the woods and off the land alongside his faithful steed. He spent his life roaming the lands, holding no grudges but hunting any who trespassed against honest folk without mercy. He made a name for himself, flashing onto the field of battle to place arrows with accuracy from his bow before vanishing. Granted, he thinks these tales are vastly overrated, but he doesn't do anything to dissuade them. Too much work, in his opinion, so he much continues to wander wherever he sees fit, letting the wind and fate guide his path to wherever he needed to be most.

Weapons: Iron Bow

Weapon Rank: Bow Rank D

Skills:
Soft feat - Nomads can traverse rain, blizzards, tornados and any bad weather without any hindrance (passive)
Outdoor Fighter - Nomads are better fighters when outside, they can hit and dodge easily while out in the wilds (Passive)

Miscellaneous:
Jerod is a natural with animals of all sorts, often times seeming more comfortable with them then other humans.
Often professes to have spiritual beliefs, but refuses to share them with all but the most trusted friends.
Most likely to be found asleep under a tree.

Name: Matthew

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Class: Tactician

Appearance:


Personality: A smart and somewhat sheltered young man, he is often found reading or writing about his travels in his journal. This introversion caused him to be friendless as a child and his noble standing didn't help. He left home after his parents attempted to arrange a marriage, taking his knowledge of war and magic with him. Sentimental and a bit of sucker.

History: Growing up in a noble house of Isa Lomitia he learned much of sword play and excelled at it as a hobby, however he took to magic rather than other noble pursuits preferring casting spells to horse back riding or piano lessons. His parents sensing he could be a great commander in the king's military one day had a tutor bought in to teach him of tactics. He took to the training quickly and found himself happily working towards this career.

His teacher gave him a sparing partner Serenity Beaumont, the daughter of another minor noble family. They would often sneak away from their house's to train together for weeks. Many wrongly assumed they were a couple in love, as time rolled by both became experts, Serenity even managed to learn magic. His sister also showed some magical talent however Matthew's parents banned her from learning. Having planned to marry off their daughter as a respectable young woman.

At age fourteen he competed in the grand tourney of his homeland, winning it he used the money to help his sister get into the College of Magic. Then purchasing gear for traveling and passage on a ship the last of his winning went to his parents. Escaping their future for him as the heir to the family and having some noble girl he never met tied to him.

He traveled with his teacher for a few years, picking up more skills and learning first hand combat. More important to him, he collected stories. Local legends, old myths, and even just simple songs he learned them all often tell them or singing in an inn for a free nights stay. The traveling tactician has arrived excited to see what this new town has to offer him.

Weapons: Iron Sword, Lightning Tome, and a Vulnerary

Weapon Rank: Sword Rank: D Anima Magic: D

Skills:

All Seeing Eye - Tactician's can see every item and weapon the enemies have even from a distance (Passive)

Foresight - Tactician's are masters at seeing when the winds of war change on their side or for their enemies, and sometimes literal wind. A person who can tell when it will rain or snow is as useful when you wil win or lose. (Passive)

Miscellaneous: Has a fondness for animals and seeing new lands.

Name:
Niamh Mac Rhuaidri

Age:
22

Gender:
Female

Race:
Human

Class:
Myrmidon

Appearance:


Personality:
Niamh is a rather quiet young woman, preferring to keep her thoughts to herself most of the time. Oh, she'll engage in a conversation, but she won't initiate one. Few things anger her faster than insinuating that she's somehow inferior because she's a woman; that is almost the only thing that can cause her to fly into a rage.

History:
Both of Niamh's parents were swordmasters; lovers who dedicated their lives to their blades and each other. They had no time for a child. As such, Niamh's young life was marked by a series of nannies, governesses, and tutors. It was only after she picked up a wooden sword and showed some talent for its use, at age 15, that her parents began to take an active role in her life.

From age 15 onward, her life was ruled by the sword. When she was not at school, she was practicing her swordwork. This obviously caused her social life to suffer. After she turned 20, she took the sword given to her when she bested her mother for the first time and left. Leaving only a short note for her parents to find, she left the small town of her birth and traveled to Port Quinlan for the first time.

Niamh had a very specific skill set. She was well-versed in swordplay, her parents had taught her basic survival skills - finding water, making a fire, using the stars and sun to find her way, etc. - and she had basic schooling. There was no path open to her other than selling her blade to the highest bidder. She gained a decent reputation as a mercenary for quick work and no complaints. With what little work was available, to complain would likely ruin her economically.

By the time she turned 22, she was known throughout Port Quinlan as the Swordlady, for her grace and skill with a blade. That was a reputation Niamh was glad to have.

Weapons:
Steel sword

Weapon Rank:
D

Skills:
Hit and Run

Miscellaneous:
Niamh plays the pennywhistle rather well.
Surprisingly, is the best cook.

Name:
Lonan Murdock

Age:
27

Gender:
Male

Race:
Human

Class:
Dark mage

Appearance:


Personality:
Lonan is a very studious young man, befitting of a student of the dark arts. He seems to be almost unnaturally calm; a hint of a smug smile is the most emotion many people have ever seen from him. Slight annoyance follows any attempt to touch his hair. If he shows any other emotion, it is a sure sign of either a mental breakdown, or great trust.

History:
Lonan was a student of the dark arts from childhood, growing up with a master instead of a father. He has no recollection of his birth parents; he's an orphan taken in by a sorcerer. Despite all his master's attempts to teach him, he showed no aptitude for anima magic. At the dark arts, however, he was talented. It was a talent his master was determined to encourage.

So Lonan was kept away from other children. All his time was dedicated to the dark arts and to his studies. His master's library was extensive, and Lonan was allowed full use of that library. As such, his social skills are terrible. His lack of emotion stems from his confusion at the actions, reactions, and emotional responses of other people.

Weapons:
Flux

Weapon Rank:
D

Skills:
Curse

Miscellaneous:
Lonan takes very good care of his equipment.
Is the most well read.