Name: Liam Feliz

Military codename: N/A

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Appearance: 1.8 meters, even 100 kilograms, Liam is broad shouldered and heavily built, fitting his style of magic. His features are somewhat squarish, and his overall lack of body fat only contributes to this. Startlingly electric-blue eyes look out from his olive complexion, and a mess of reddish-brown hair is worn pushed back, generally paired with a short goatee. His nose is slightly aquiline, and expressive mouth normally curved into a smile. More noticeable is the fact that his right arm is completely artificial, the limb having been replaced with a sleek, grey-played prosthesis. The limb is built tough, and accurately mirrors (and enhances in some cases) the abilities of the original.

Personality: Outgoing and personable. He’s one to speak his mind, though the lack of brain-to-mouth filter doesn’t always work for him. He’s got a hard-wired competitive streak, both against those around and himself, driven to be better than what he physically can be. While brilliant, his headstrong nature undermines this somewhat.

Biography: His family were merchants and traders by the coast, and his life was relatively peaceful all things considered. Sure, news of the war came in constantly, but it was all too detached and all too distant for it to have any real deep impact on his life. His quite life couldn’t last, not when he displayed an innate connection to magic. Never one for handling goods and keeping track of sales, Liam enrolled to train for the King’s Mage Corps as soon as he could, forging his application papers to allow him to enter a year early. He saw action only once before losing his arm, though continued to serve even before a replacement was issued to him. More recently, he applied for the Mecha Carta Institute, both to take a break from the fighting and to hone his skills further.

Military Job: Mage

Magic: His magical abilities are somatic in nature, requiring him to move in order to properly access them. Simply put, he has electrokinetic powers, allowing him to both generate and manipulate electrical discharges of varying strength. To access this power he utilizes a highly kinetic martial art that focuses heavily on striking, emphasizing speed and power to overwhelm opponents. In addition to his cranial implant, his artificial arm can channel his power as well, converting into an arm cannon that unleashes blasts of concentrated electrical energy. However, this drains his reserves more than normal.

Extra: Steel Salvation

Name: William Coil

Military codename:

Gender: Male

Age: 18

Appearance: 5' 10" Black hair and dark brown eyes that gleam with interest from behind holographic lenses. Has a very sturdy looking frame with surprisingly large muscles for his age. This is rather set at odds with the way he dresses though. Mechanical gadgets seem to be incorporated into every article of his clothing. His shoes have a hover function, his pants have about a million pockets filled with stuff. His belt has a dozen built in tools and his shirt can be used as a screen. William's greatcoat looks it is made out of brown leather, it also has something that looks suspiciously like electrically conductive material woven into it.

Personality: William is odd no two ways about it. He's energetic, not in a quirky bouncy way though. Driven might be the best way to descride his behavior. When he sets his sights on a goal he goes for it, sometimes sweeping people along in his wake as he does so.
William's odd side comes out when it the subject changes to technology. He can get a bit obsessed at times even to the point of ignoring certain safety precautions. More then once he has caused a mess in a lab or workshop while driving towards his desired result.

Biography: First son of the prestigious Coil family. The Coils are a bit of an oddity as sort of scientist novels. Gaining their titles generations ago for their contributions to the kingdom's scientific knowledge, the family continued to produce scientists and engineers with surprising regularity. Its a tradition that William has upheld. Completing tertiary education (which included a solid mage's course) at a late seventeen the young man still looking for a purpose in life fixed on the current struggle against the demon invasion. Seeing it as his best bet at directly helping against the invaders William enrolled in Mecha Carta's mage program.

Military Job: Mage

Magic: Somatic electromage. William is capable of controlling electricity through certain movements. Ranging from whole body movements for large strikes or simple movement of the fingers for more subtle and detailed spells. While in combat he normally channels his power through his weapon's various forms in order to allow them to deal damage to the much larger mecha.

Weapon: William has a very special weapon that he invented himself. Designed to allow him to perform (eventually) in just about any role on the battlefield, William's weapon is capable of transforming. It currently has only two modes, sword and railgun. However with enough time more modes can be added.

The sword can feed off of the user's mana to vibrate at high speed, allowing it to cut through metal. The railgun makes use of William's unique magic to create a powerful magnetic field capable of launching a projectile at highly destructive speeds.

Spirit Name: Why the Hades is my Armor Moving Armored Surprise

Spirit Appearance: Armored Surprise inhabits a suit of magitech armor. The outer plates look as if they are comprised of hundreds of small hexagon shapes, each one outlined in a pulsing blue. In it's basic form the armor looks almost like any other suit of armor you might see a knight wearing. If a bit more angular due to the way the plates fit together and with several bulky protrusions on the back where certain pieces of tech are attatched.

Spirit Power: Technically, Armored Surprise is capable of entering and controlling certain pieces of armor. Specifically ones that have been made for it to inhabit. In it's current form however, allows it to shapeshift between several modes, the hexagons making up it's shape allowing for easey shifts. It's main limitations come from the fact that it is required to maintain a solid form and that any extra abilities must be added through modular pieces of tech.

Its current module allows it to form a hoverbike.

Spirit Origin: Armored Surprise was an accidental creation of one of William's ancestors. Maybe...probably. Nobody is really sure but one of their guys was doing SCIENCE in his lab one day and suddenly a spirit jumped out of out one of his machines so that's the story their going with. Ever since then the spirit has stayed around as a sort of family guardian. When William announced his desire to go to MCI Armored Surprise was sent along to keep an eye on him.
Extra: Steel Salvation

Name:
Rose Raventhorn

Military codename:
TBD

Gender:
Female

Age:
27

Appearance:
Rose has a small, meek frame. She would be unnoticeable if it wasn't for her cotton white hair, a genetic anomaly of her family. Her face is ghastly white, one might think she was sick if it wasn't for the soft, yet refined edges of her nearly always serious expression, tinged with a hint of gloom. She has an acute nose, with ivory lips an well kept brows. Her head is always adorned with a bonnet or hat in an attempt to hide her hair and face.

Resting upon her neck is a near permanent scarf, to hide the more permanent deformation; A jagged purple and black scar across her throat. Thick clothing drapes her silhouette of a body, and even with several layers of dress she is still paper thin. Gloves cover her hands in an attempt to hide her mangled fingers. Overall her appearance is quaint, the symbolism of her giving up her search for a suitor, leaving her as forgettable if it weren't for her unique figure and features.

Personality:

'......' : Rose

Rose is difficult to understand. Many find her intriguing from the heir of her family's history. Most find her eerie, bidding to keep their distance from the 'doll girl'. And more often than not she is found as annoying, leading to her being verbally bashed from her silence.

Overall Rose enjoy's acting as an observer, hoping to be forgotten until needed. She will stand idly by during instructions or a conversation, only being noticed when the group has disbanded, staring awkwardly into the mass of people. When it is time to communicate, she shyly uses one or two syllable mouth gestures, combined with minimal hand movements. This allows her to get her point across without too much social interaction.

Though meek, Rose has an explosive temper. While rarely angered, when teased about her lack of a love life (or any social life at all), or at the inclination of her failing at something, Rose become unstable, either breaking down if taunted by a group, or by an unstable, violent outburst (physically she is seldom successful, her bouts of power instability make her an environmental hazard).

Biography:
Growing up on a farm was tough, especially in a clan where she was expected to do great things. All of the females on Rose's mother's side of the family adorn a rare genetic defect; Nearly devoiding them of all physical pigment, but granting them the unique skill of amplified magic in the form of dimensional manipulation. This destined her mother, and her mother before her, et all to become great tools of the King. Saboteurs, assassins, the titles were as numerous as the lives saved by her ancestors service to the King. It was even rumored by her grandmother that once some members of her lineage had mastered their magic to the point that they could not only enter the void; they could exit at a different location and take others with them.

Most of what Rose knew from her family couldn't be discerned from truth or falsehood. What she was told was fleeting memories from her grandmother when she was a child. Other bits of information she grabbed from her family history book, stating her lineage had a great relation through 'serving the King' as 'special informants and loyalists'. The only direct line of information she received was from her mother, saying when she was 18, she would be sent off to a 'special school' that she may 'better serve her people'. All the stories ceased at the grim age of 14.

Out helping her father harvest the crops, Rose had a tragic accident with a combine. Leaving her a hideous scar across her throat, mangled hands and presumably mute, her life took a tragic turn for the worse. Though her hands mostly recovered, her mother refused to speak directly to her, calling her a 'disgrace', telling her that the only hope she'd ever have is to marry to a wealthy man. For the next 6 years, Rose did everything within her power to court a male, failing on every occasion.

By age 20 (the upper end of acceptable marriage age within her clan), she had given up hope, and had taken on the position of elder maid, caring for those who would soon come to pass in her family. For seven years she held this position until the burden became too much. One night during an argument with her irate mother, the pressure within Rose's mind began to build until something happened. Her expression went blank, and suddenly a rift appeared, engulfing a retaining wall near her home. Unknowing of this fact, her mother continued to berate her until the wall came unleashed through the rift, launching through one of the family barns, destroying the support pillars and killing the livestock inside.

Disgraced and cast out from her family, Rose wandered the neighboring villages, trying to figure out what had happened. Was this the power her grandmother had hinted at? Determined to find out more, she headed towards the signs for the King's Mecha Carta institute, eager to help refine her power and find a new calling in life.

Military Job:
Mage

Magic:
Flat-Space/3rd-Dimensional Pocketing Magic

In Rose's bloodline runs a unique form of magic, the key to her bloodline's success in the King's Royal Mage Corps before the advent of mechs. This form of magic allows for the storage and retrieval of objects from an undetermined dimension. Simple enough at first, this form of magic has several uses. It allows for stealthy entrances, removing a locked door from a path to slip into a corridor as guards pass by. For demolition based espionage through use of her magic beacons: Leaving a beacon at the bottom of support columns, then activating them when at a safe distance through psionic command. This devours the bottom of the pillars away from a structure, causing an instantaneous demolition.

But, her powers are not only that of a saboteur. Items stored in the mysterious dimension can be recalled at a moments notice. Large sections of support columns can be ushered back into the battlefield, providing cover for her squad mates or a large throwing projectile for allied mechs. Also, some weapons, armor and other aid supplies can be recalled from the void, provided much needed supplies in the heat of battle.

The key to the flat-space magic is the user's mind. Items, even if on a large scale, such as boulders, can be recalled and stored with ease. It is simple rock, with nothing of significant value to remember. Large or complex weapons, kits, or other items however are a problem to the untrained caster. Due to the fact the caster's subconscious has to remember and store the pattern and makeup from every gear, spring and bolt to pull the weapon back from the void as a functioning object. This makes storing of several complex weapons, or large items such as canons a tremendous mental task only capable of a seasoned caster. Overloading of the caster's subconscious can cause a rip in the dimensional containment, causing everything but the most basic of items such as steel and rock to be consumed and destroyed. Rarely, if a caster is put under extreme duress, a mental containment slip can occur, causing instantaneous displacement or placement of objects in the immediate vicinity, which can lead great danger in combat scenarios.

The magic is operated in two ways. For direct removals, somatic magic is used, 'bending' reality around the object, sucking it into the portal. This is mostly used for objects, but can be used on enemy combatants, but it is much more difficult on moving targets. Secondly, psionic triggers can be used to detonate the beacons she leaves to suck the targets into the warp. Extreme anger or fear can amplify her psionic abilities, and, though unstable, can directly absorb small grounds of enemies into the void. Organic beings brought into the void are destroyed and cannot return.

Spirit Name:
????
(Refereed as her 'Family Artifact')

Spirit Appearance:
Akin to a human heart, it is made from synthetic fibers and gears. Beats ever so softly when in use. When held, illegible whispers of unknown origins are heard in the back of the bearers mind. Most cannot stand to hold it for more than a few seconds, claiming the voices crawl through their minds as if they were real.

Spirit Power:
Allows for the possession of enemy combatants, human or daemonic. For a minimal sacrifice of Rose's health, the artifact is used to read the mind of nearby enemy combatants. For a larger wound toward's Rose's well being, the daemonic being or human can be controlled; aiding Rose in combat or leading her to a desired location. Her artifact cannot be activated by members outside of her family, but it is rumored that daemons may use it with no ill effect. The power of the artifact may only affect those with evil intentions; No good natured being or friend of Rose may be affected. Most sacrificial injuries are internal.

Spirit Origin:
Rose's grandmother never revealed to her where the artifact came from, nor what it's ultimate purpose was. Some of the rumors in her family book point to it being a daemonic artifact. Others point it to being a godly artifact, given to her family during ancient trials many years ago. Still rumors in the novel persist it is man made, a gift to her ancestors by a past king for use during their service.

Weapons:

Magic 'beacons' left for her subconscious to signal her magic to adsorb a given area. A small pebble engraved with runes.

A revolving crossbow of 12 shots. Auto-cocking and semi automatic, capable of rapid fire. Has drop-out cartridges for easy reloads. Ammunition is streamlined crossbow darts; fly fast, hit hard, designed to splinter upon impact for near instantaneous lethality. Low recoil, small design; bow arms can be folded inwards for stealthy concealment.

A stiletto knife kept in her boot. Quick, silent, tasteful.

Extra:
Well Natured
While directly shy towards groups, Rose can open up to individuals in need. Never finding a suitor to marry meant Rose became the primary caretaker of her family's elders, 'a shameful, but useful' position as viewed by her mother. Rose has a soft, delicate touch able to calm those under extreme duress. Growing up on a farm means that she can adapt even scavenged wild plants and meats into a dish worth dying for. Wile not capable of mending extreme injuries, ailments such as lacerations, fever, and allergic reactions can be treated easily by her as long as supplies are available. And, if you just need a shoulder to lean on, Rose would be happy to oblige; She promises she won't say a peep.

STEEL SALVATION