His equipment.
Name: Tzu Che, or alternatively Chatsu.

Theme: One Way Out

Age: 27
Gender: Male

Nation of Origin: Thaos, though he’s now a mercenary at best and traitor at worst.

Persona: Core to Chatsu would be his solemn nature. He takes life seriously, perhaps a bit too seriously according to some, but that’s just the sort of person he is.Thankfully his attitude is largely directed at himself, so while he may not be the most fun companion to have, he’s rarely overbearing towards others. He’s also rather flexible in his interactions with others, willing to bend or compromise up to a reasonable degree.

Despite of his large stature, just over two meters, and intimidating appearance, he doesn’t have the sort of presence otherwise that would make him influential to others; he’s rather quiet despite the steel behind his words, he doesn’t have the charisma to draw others in, nor inspire them. All in all, he’s a rather solitary and independent individual if given the choice.

It’s rare to see Chatsu outside of his armor, but during the odd times where he’s free to slip out of the equipment his disposition does ease up somewhat. Yet, he does become more easily irritable when he’s out of armor, not willing to put up with as much as he might normally.

Equipment: Greatsword - At about four and a half feet in length with a ratio three to one for blade to handle, the weapon is quite a sight to behold. While there is enough room to handle it with both hands, Chatsu generally wields it with one hand despite its absurd weight. The force behind each swing is substantial and devastating due to its mass, but in his hands it handles like a short sword, quick and fluid.
Shield - Solid and heavy, this piece is about four and a half feet long and two and a half feet across. The metal is thick, thicker than wooden shields in some places in fact, making it impossible for any normal person to wield it effectively. It does make for an excellent piece for Chatsu though, whose enormous strength allows him to maneuver it effectively and even utilize it offensively.
Heavy Plate - A suit of layered armor, the metal plates often cover one another, resulting in a two-fold thickness at minimum in most places. Although the various pieces are built to withstand blows, it is not a full suit and thus allows for a range of motion even at the cost of some defensive capabilities.The blackened metal, with its dulled engravings, and large size only add to Chatsu's intimidating presence.

Ability/Magic:
Titan’s Heritage - Blood Inheritance: For one reason or another, Chatsu was born with what could be called a Natural Body, an occurrence that allowed for the almost flawless circulation of his internal energy from birth. The result is a body of a monster in the form of a man, far surpassing what the average person is capable of by simple virtue of being. The amount of energy required to constantly circulate within and infuse the body hints at a capacity that is incredibly massive.

Yet such a form is not without its drawbacks. The constant circulation of internal energy has made the body dependant, and the loss or disruption of the flow will cause the owner to weaken considerably. The body’s ability to naturally recover internal energy is also diminished, and the recovery rate only grows weaker as the internal store of energy is depleted. It can reach such a level that eventually the body can no longer produce internal energy by itself and external assistance is required, lest the body erodes away in an attempt to maintain itself.

Natural Arts: Like most individuals trained within Thao, Chatsu is quite capable of manipulating his internal energy for a variety of different effects. From reinforcing his own, already considerable, physical capabilities to lashing out with an extension to his weapon, there’s many ways the Natural Arts can be used.
Summoning: He has some rudimentary knowledge on how to perform Summoning techniques, but it is highly limited. Using it to stabilize and mold energy, rather than calling and creating other creatures is about as much as he can do.

Additional Info: Escaped from Thao at the age of 21, been a vagrant taking mercenary work ever since then.
Has done work for all three nations though mostly for Doniaeth, followed up by Kaien, and lastly Thaos.

"Equals? I have none."


Age: 18

Gender: Male

Nation of Origin: Kaien

Personality:
In the battlefields of Daer, strength is the only true virtue. Sympathy is for the dead. Pity is for the weak. Mercy is for the unfit. The strong need not hold back in consideration for the weak, because victory is their birthright, and it would be foolish to deny such. Those are the principals that Saveniel Volduriaz, one of the youngest Grand Masters of the Kaien Army, follows. He may not be particularly sadistic or particularly bloodthirsty, but the young man is someone who firmly believes in the idea that 'might makes right'. The losers have no right to complain, and to the winners go the spoils. He has a black-and-white perception of the world, seeing it as a place clearly divided between the strong and the weak. In exchange for protection, the weak offer tributes to the strong, who drench themselves in the blood of their enemies to honor the natural balance between the two. Savaniel is strong, and will protect the weak, but when fighting them, he will show no mercy or pity. There are only people who are stronger than him and weaker than him, because the concept of an 'equal' is silly and impossible, unless he was fighting himself.

Thus is the clear cut ideology of Savaniel, one who brings Salvation to his allies and Destruction to his enemies. There are no longer any inbetweens for him.

Equipment:
Savaniel is a Grand Master of the Kaien Army, a title granted to those who have mastered, at the very minimum, every conventional weapon used by the Kaien. He serves directly under Roza Heartford as one of the many knights serving in the prestigious Priestess's Guard. Such a position is one that brings much wealth, and as such, Savaniel has the luxury of being able to purchase any type of weapon he wants. In his vast armouries are racks upon racks of enchanted weapons, rows of Donaien firearms, treasuries full of ancestral Thao blades. Amongst the fifteen Grand Masters currently active under the service of Roza, Savaniel could be considered the one that has the most weapons by far.

Magic:
Some knights choose to learn spells that boost their physical strength. Some others choose to learn how to throw elemental balls around, to compensate for their lack of range. Many choose to learn regenerative magics, to allow them to fight longer in the battlefield. But none have the same amount of weapons that Savaniel has, and thus, none chose to use the same magic that he possesses.

Savaniel Volduriaz uses the Boundless Blade, a spell that allows him to call forth any weapon that he has previously marked, allowing him to summon that weapon in any position for a radius of 10 meters. Though deceptively simple, at his level, the Grand Master is capable of summoning up to twenty weapons at a time, and considering the magical qualities of almost all his weapons, something like that has a massive amount of destructive potential. Furthermore, after manifesting the weapons, he is able to control them telepathically within a 5 meter distance of himself, as well as launch them at speeds comparable to that of Donaien bullets. An extremely versatile spell, Savaniel can even FLY, simply by riding his own weapons.

The Grand Master has another spell, Night of the Wild Hunt, but thus far, all people know is that the activation of such a spell will enclose a one kilometer area in a sphere of darkness, keeping all inside.

Additional Info: His mastery of weapons, compared to other Grand Masters, is still rather 'diluted', but Savaniel's skill is many times above that of normal soldiers.

Name:Leonard Calinbrus

Theme: Leonard's theme

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Nation of Origin: Doniaeth

Persona: Leo is a rather uninteresting person, or at least plays himself off as that, he will rarely smile, and even when he does it's hard to tell because he has his face-guard on most of the time. The only time he really shows happiness is when he's pulled off an operation, surgery, or when Beau brings in a good catch from the wild. He can be a bit insistent on helping people recover after being injured, almost to the point of being annoying, but he does it with good intentions at least. He's cautious almost to the point of paranoia, having a metal faceguard that extends around his neck and the point connecting his shoulder blade to his neck, mostly out of fear of hemoplague.

He had a relatively poor upbringing, being the son of a back-alley doctor and a working mother, he lived in the slums of Doniaeth for the first 13 years of his life, learning by observing his father work and pouring over medical documents and diagrams, enamored with the medicinal practice. His life took a turn for the worst when his father was struck by illness and died unceremoniously, leaving his mother to care for young Leonard alone. She too, was stricken by disease, and passed in turn. Leonard, left alone, refused to go to an orphanage, and stood atop a bridge one night to take the plunge to meet his parents. That, was when he met Beau. Something about the malfunctioning mass of metal sitting beside him on the bridge, abandoned by some inventor who didn't think it worthy of use. Leonard grew attached to the thing, and together they lived travelling and working where they could, Leonard eventually became the apprentice of a legitimate doctor and mastered his practice. The happiest day of his life was when he made enough money to fashion repairs from a professional mechanic for his companion.

Now Leonard has decided to venture out into the wild, because after all, becoming an acclaimed field surgeon might help him eek out a living somewhere.

Equipment:

"Lucky"
Nothing special, just a pump-action 20 Gauge shotgun that Leo recieved as payment for re-attaching a client's legs a few years back. He's fairly handy with it, but he is very sparing with his ammunition, and prefers to let Beau take care of anything unsavory they come across.

"Coil Grenades"
Specialized grenades that Leo makes for himself, mostly for protection and to stave off boredom. They have the standard explosive charges, but they pack something "extra" in that they also contain bundles of Tungsten wires that when detonated spread outwards and cut into anything unarmored the fibers launch into.

"That knife that I keep forgetting is in my pocket"
Standard Butterfly Knife he also received as payment from a patient. Nothing too special, he only really keeps it around in case of emergencies, and to occupy himself with while he's bored.

"What the Doctor Ordered"
Leonard's bag that he has with him at all times, a small brown satchel filled with an assortment of syringes, herbal compounds for anesthetics and remedies, scalpels, and a bonesaw. He keeps most of his medical supplies on Beau because he can't really find the space for all of it, and takes only what he feels he'll need to operate.

Ability/Magic/Technology:

"Beau"
Beau is one of the few things Leonard cares about beside his patients, to the point where he treats the thing almost like an actual dog. A 7ft. long dog with the tensile jaw strength to crush a man in full plate-mail, but still his wittle puppy. Beau's back can open up and form itself into a flat-bed surface, which Leo uses for various purposes, such as operating, sleeping, operating, eating on, operating...and Leo likes riding on his back, though he does have to leave Beau outside of most buildings, considering he's too big to fit in most doors.

"Don't worry, I have a license!"
Leonard is an extremely skilled medical practitioner with skills ranging from surgery, medicine making, physical assessment, and many more.

Additional Info: Beau has fairly rudimentary AI, though it does seem far more inclined to be by Leo's side to the point of it patiently sitting outside of places Leo goes into.

Luthica Cyrilleon
Charactertheme
Fighttheme

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Age: 22
Gender: Female
Nation of Origin: Kaien Independent

Persona
"Better dead than forgotten..."
Luthica is a rather serene and calm person, maybe even a bit cold. While definitly not shy she tends to keep thoughts to herself and tries really hard to be objective. Having experienced too much emotional pain, she treats people around her in a polite, but distant fashion. However, the rather reserved attidude changes when it comes to the Holy Church of Glân, making no secret out of her despise and hate, including her stupid wish of wanting Glân dead. Another contradiction of her personality is her suicidal recklessness, escaping death's embrace more than just once. Nonetheless Luthica is a kind soul that gladly helps those in need without anything in return, and who knows what really hides behind that cold pokerface?

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Equipment

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Götterdämmerung
A gun obtained through the bonds of friendship and a promise. Resembling a black and casual revolver, it is able to hold just one bullet. That single bullet isn't ordinary though. Once fired, anyone who is hit suffers, apart from the ordinary gunshot wound, tremendous amounts of damage based on their magical capacity. Be it mana, chakra, chi, vim, energy, ... as long at is "mysterious" the target suffers increased damage.

Katana
Not feeling the urge to name her weapons, no matter how long they actually accompanied her, this is Luthica's choice of meele weapon.

3 Daggers
A rather sneaky weapon, Luthica has 3 hidden on her body.

Insignia of the Church
Luthica's current Anchor, the Insignia of the Church that all military units of Kaien own. Definitely not anything rare, it hold out for quite a while so far.

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Abilities

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Space-Time Manipulation
Originally having studied in the fields of time-magic, Luthica has further advanced into space-time manipulation. This allows her to bend and reshape space-time at will. Clearly not an easy-subject, she definitely spend years on it and has still only scratched the surface.

Paradox
Messing with forces that shouldn't be messed with, Luthica generates Paradox each time she uses her power. Paradox represents unstabilities in the very fabric of space, meaning her abilities are easier to use stronger. However, it also increases the chance of things going wrong very badly, thus, higher paradox simply translates into a increased chance of Anomalies and Backfire to happen.

Anomalies
There are a lot more than this list gives, just to give an idea (feel free to suggest)

• Paradoxal hiccups
  Randomly teleporting around, tied to having a hiccup


• Lolitaholic
  Changes Luthica's age in appearance and slowly grows back to the original


• Innocent Bystanders
  Lets usually peaceful mooks appear


• Temporal Stalker
  Summons a Temporal Beast. Apart from warping space-time heavily around itself it is hostile towards anyone else, especially the creator of the anomaly


• Temporal Storm
  Different space-time related effects in a very large radius


• Turn the Tides
  Makes a handful of people older and younger in all aspects, fixes itself over time


• Paradog
  A loyal time Paradog falls from the sky


• Bubble of Slow Time
  Wither applied in a radius


• Reality has Shifted
  Reduces Paradox by a great amount


• Hasten World
  Makes time progress faster

Backfire
"Backfire" is simply the term for Luthica's wonders backfiring on herself, apart from taking mental damage.

Age
Luthica's Age is frozen in time, while originally the accomplishment of time-magic this is now a permanent effect.

Shifting & Anchor
The more Luthica uses her power over space-time the more she pushes herself out of this worlds timeline. This has the effect of people slowly forgetting her, in fact, if they are not refreshing their memory of Luthica, in fact people can forget her in just about 24 hours.

However, this is only the case if Luthica has actually set an Anchor. She is able to enchant an object in a way that extinguishes it in a way to belong into that timeline. Using her powers makes picked object slowly break, the more common the object the easier it gets destroyed. Without an anchor it would take Luthica just a few minutes to be forgotten.

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Leitmotif
Range: 15m
Paradox generation: very low - Paradox Galore
Luthica's greatest accomplishment, Leitmotif allows her to change the status of an entity freely in a 24 hour time frame of the past. Meaning she can heal wounds, nullify attacks, repair damage done to objects and the like. Furthermore what is seen as an entity, as well its position, depends on the perception of the user, meaning it could affect a window or a skyscraper. While she can use it on herself, it won't lower her Paradox.

Infinite Regress
Range: -
Paradox generation: very low
Luthica is able to fold multiple dimensions of an entity over itself, mainly used to greatly amplify the damage dealt by weapons or protection of armor. This, however, puts immense pressure on said objects and makes them break apart rather rapidly. Furthermore, Luthica needs some time to attune, understanding, the entity, meaning she can actually only use it on her equipment.

Future Sight
Range: -
Paradox generation: high
Luthica is able to peek up to 5 seconds into the future before returning to the point of cast. While dying with Future Sight active won't kill her, it creates a huge Backfire on her. This also splits the timeline, meaning another timeline split can't be used at the same time.

Blink | Teleport
Range: varies
Paradox generation: low - Paradox Galore
A simple blink or, how some call it, teleport. While sight of the destination is not required it is greatly advised.

Accelerate
Range: 20m
Paradox generation: low
Increases the targets overall speed.

Wither
Range: 20m
Paradox generation: low
Decreases the targets overall speed.

Timeline Threading
Range: -
Paradox generation: -
Luthica takes her time to reorganize the timelines in an acceptable order, reducing Paradox over time as well removing existing anomalies.

Flux Reality
Range: -
Paradox generation: low
Able to change her perception of time, this allows Luthica for an increase in her reaction time.

Fortune's Culling
Range: -
Paradox generation: very low
By reorganizing different timelines in a way more favourable for her, this increases Luthica's own luck.

Strength of Purpose
Range: -
Paradox generation: very low
Able to control the space-time continuum to a certain degree, this slightly boosts her physical power.

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Basic Magic
Grown up in Kaien, Luthica got forced to have basic lessons in all aspects of magic. Apart from maybe enchanting she actually never uses those though.

Luthica Arts
A silly name for Luthica's own fighting style as she uses kind-of brute force over magical supremacy. Meaning she does know her way in a brawl.

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Additional Info

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The sun sat already high over Daer as its rays bathed Luthica in a warm light. With the natural warm greeting of mother nature it didn't take long for the young girl to wake up, positioned rather uncomfortable between the ruins of a broken down hut. Slowly standing up, the white-haired figure stretched before proceeding to grab a bottle of stagnant water. Emptying it she didn't spend much more time to remain in this burnt down shack on the border of a rather small, independent, village. The village itself was mostly spared from the eternal war, making the residents rather friendly towards strangers.

Even so, a stranger was still a stranger and as Luthica walked down the muddy path it did not dissuade them from gazing at her. The woman stopped caring since long ago, knowing at least the name of every elder, without blaming them for anything she didn't even waste her time looking at their faces while making haste towards the graveyard.

The Graveyard, anyone not accustomed to this place would hardly recognize it as one. More like a field full of mossy stones stapled upon each other in all variations on forms under the protection of a rather giant tree, Luthica knew exactly where she was heading to. Stopping in front of a formation of 5 very flat in moss covered rocks which a spider claimed her home, she finally spoke up. "It has been a long time." a sad smile came across her face as she proceeded staying there. She was never a person of many words and that didn't change now, still, there might have been some hope left in that fragile body of hers that the dead would never forget... .

No one knew, and definitly not god, how much time Luthica had just spend there, but as the sun had made her way all to the west, she also turned her back to leave this place, and village, alone for another year.

"Until next time."

Name: Georgiy 'Grimm' Markov

Theme: Grimms Theme

Age: 52

Gender: Male

Nation of Origin: Thaos, later moved to Doniaeth.

Persona: Georgiy Markov is a large and quiet man, often appearing melancholy. In a crowded room he prefers to sit and watch, picking acquaintences with care before initiating a conversation. He won't shy away from conversation and in fact, he might consider anyone willing to speak to him worthy of a chance. Grimm has an easy sense of humour although word play and stereotypes have the potential to make him angry. He prefers to keep his anger contained with the consequence that it may burst out later. Although preferring to act logically, Grimm sees himself as a protector and may act on his emotions at times.

Equipment: Grimm loves large, solid weapons that he shouldn't have to land more than a single hit with. Along with his weapons, Grimm wears assorted pieces of armour with a focus on his left side along with a half helm. While owning an assortment of weapons, he typically only carries one or two into combat.

Doniaeth 60mm recoiless gun: Primarily used to defeat light fortifications, it fires an explosive shell with enough of an effect to defeat armoured knights and destroy wooden fortifications. It's ammunition is large and he can only carry a handful of rounds into combat.

Heavy driver lance: A heavy pnumatic lance derived from construction equipment. It acts as a pointed battering ram. Typically weilded by a team against a wall or gate, Grimm uses it against heavy targets that his shield and gun can't damage. It's massive recoil causes him to stagger and it is typically left behind when going into battle.

From time to time he has been spotted with a giant metal shield as massive as he is. Swinging it like a bludgeon, he crushes man and beast alike. It is thick enough to stop gunfire and heavy enough to crush through all but the heaviest of plate armour.

Ability/Magic/Technology:

Strength: Grimm is phenomenally strong. The story that followed him when he came to Doniaeth was that he once killed a bear with his fists but in Thaos they say that there were five. In the past his anger and strength have caused him to behave as badly as the worst drunk, destroying even the most hardy of furniture. He has learned to control his anger and his fists so that no more unfortunate accidents happen when he overhears a rude comment.

Intelligence:[/b] Grimm has an inherent understanding of anything mechanical. A rifle is no more complex in his mind than a battering ram. He can improvise a solution to a problem in the heat of battle or repair a badly damaged rifle. Weapon maintenance calms him when angered although an abused pistol can set him off just as quickly as a bad joke. Magic is a little bit beyond his understanding but he considers it to of little problem on the battlefield.

Additional Info: Grimm served as a siege engineer, building massive fortifications and knocking down that of others. He grew bored of the directionless leader of Thaos and left for Doniaeth once he was of age. Grimm applied is mechanical knowledge and began to teach himself the gunsmith trade along with anything else that caught his attention. After many years in the capital he returned to the front line.

Theme
Battle Theme
Theme of Nolox

Name:
Drana Spitel

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Nation of Origin: Donaeath

Persona:
Cold-blooded, barbaric, vagrant...
Drana Spitel is an individual who cannot maintain a good track record within any sensible city for very long. There is just some inherent aspect to her very nature that drives her to break the rules' bones so badly that a farmer inevitably has to mercy-kill the law itself. It is this completely indifferent attribute that has allowed her to survive homelessly for so long, even moreso against the creatures of god that she so revels in slaughtering. Drana is accommodating at times, being quite open to experience and having little qualms with sharing any aspect of her life with complete strangers; why should she distrust them? They would die if they fucked with her, after all. A wanderer with no inhibition to hold her back from spontaneous bouts of success of comfortable living, Drana is the centipede that crawls from the dark corner to dark corner.

Equipment:

Nolox - The vile creature is considered a tool for Drana to use at her disposal, and as a recipient of many insults and rantings. Intimidating as he is, to Drana he is moreso a punching bag than anything else. Despite this, Nolox is quite the terrible force, being quite adept at navigating dense urban environments and with stealth -especially in the cover of darkness under night or under ground. Being a vampede, Nolox displays a number of powers himself including enhanced regeneration, night-vision, toxic strikes, nd toxin immunity. His size alone is formidable enough, and with countless blade-like legs, he can rip common men to shreds.

Tiger Claws - Drana possesses a pair of long-bladed tiger claw fist weapons, with each unit sporting two individual blades.

A seemingly indispensable number of cigarettes.

Ability/Magic/Technology:

Essence of the Vampede - Having ingested the venom glands of a powerful vampede and lived through sheer force of will and domination, Drana has adopted the powers of a terrible amalgam made by misguided science. Having integrated with her body, Drana enjoys several benefits including increased physical strength and toughness, as well as the ability to see perfectly in any level of darkness. Her saliva has become a toxic substance with an LD50 mimickign that of batrachotoxin. The toxin affects the nervous systems of those it afflicts, causing painful muscle spasms, paralysis, and eventually death if left untreated. Much like her partner, Drana also features enhanced regenerative capabilities, able to regain lost limbs over the course of a few days. Blood loss nevertheless still affects her as per the norm.

A more disturbing effect of the vampede organ integration, however, is her ability to spontaneously create centipede-like limbs in place of arms that can extend several dozen feet. Their foremost claws can deliver toxins directly, as well as grab objects or smash through fortified structures. These particular limbs enjoy near-instant regeneration.

In addition, Drana is immune to nearly all forms of poison and toxin, save for magically-created species. In fact, she possesses the ability to ingest particular substances and integrate them into her vile bites and strikes.

Additional Info:

Nolox is a vampede, an accidentally created monster that had escaped its creators clutches (after massacring the facility) and wreaked havoc in the borders of Daear before being subjugated by Drana. Nolox appears as an immense centipede with a more humanoid head than an insectoid one. His body reaches nearly thirty feet long, and sports a disturbing number of steely, blade-like legs along its length. Noxol's foremost pair of legs can inject a lethal poison, as well as suck the fluids from his victim's bodies.

Indeed, he is a fusion of the Daear ploys at creating a vampire, and a centipede. Thinking himself some noble creature, Noxol dons a rather large tattered cape over his "shoulders" and speaks with a flair few commonfolk can decipher. Well-versed in the ways of necromancy, Noxol was feared as a sort of lich in the towns he haunted; at nights, the vampede would scurry from his bottomless tomb to feed upon the living before enthralling the bodies he left in his wake. Now practically enslaved by Drana, he has since forgone such grandiose behavior. Incapable of defeating Drana himself, Noxol was forced to obey her orders, both out of fear and necessity.

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