Name: Shakrais Mahavedya
Title: Tyrants Trove
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Grade: 3rd
Academy: Grand Academy of Song Knights' of Capella
Height: 185cm (6’1”)
Weight: 84kg

Personality: Shakrais is an egotistical narcissist who behaves as if the world, and all its inhabitants were created solely to serve and entertain him. He’s quite clearly a case of a youth who was spoiled rotten during his childhood, and as such seems to understand astoundingly little about how the world works. Despite being a simple-minded oaf in most situations, he firmly believes that wealth is the solution to all of the world’s problems. Trust is fleeting, righteousness is opinionated, and even things such as skill and strength are inevitably waxed and worn with the flow of time.

Wealth on the other hand can be sustained, and perhaps more importantly can purchase of all the above. A servant well-treated is unlikely to revolt, justice can be bought, and even the strongest of men need to earn a living. Like any good self-declared tyrant, Shakrais values wealth, power and women. And as a result can often be seen trying to employ the services of his fellow Song Knights, or unsuccessfully flirting with women who take his fancy. A habitual flirt who’s easily led on after a few simple words of praise, he’s often finds himself in sticky situations but has yet to come across an issue he can’t solve financially.

History: Shakrais was born the sole heir to a simple innkeep who had set up business in a small remote town on the outskirts of the Chopin Republic. The settlement was so insignificant at times that cartographers often forgot to add the village to the map, but that all changed several years prior to Shakrais’s birth. By the time the blond youth was born, the place had transformed from a sleepy little outpost village to a flourishing settlement that served as the frontier to an unexplored deposit of valuable metals and minerals. Having expanded their modest business to encompasse multiple establishments, the Mahavedya family were able to enjoy the affluent benefits of an endless wave of customers.

Being the son of the wealthiest family in the region certainly had its perks, but what made Shakrais renown to the populace was neither his family nor their wealth but his conceited whimsical personality; doing whatever he pleased as he knew any repercussion could easily be settled with his allowance alone. Worshipped by his peers and spoiled silly by the numerous servants under his parent’s care, Shakrais’s egotistic ways only worsened over the years… and things got even worse when Shakrais exhibited an aptitude in becoming a Song Knight.

Although Shakrais frequently neglected the chores he was assigned as a child, he gladly relished any and every opportunity he got to play his flute in public. Being a natural attention-seeker, he later educated himself on the art of dance, performing both flute and dance simultaneously. He continued to perform briefly even after his spirit ‘Quartz’ manifested, but was quickly cajoled by his parents into joining the academy.

Instrument and Weapons: Shakrais’s Instrument is an elegantly designed, jewel encrusted flute made of rare metal, tailor made by one of the lands most respected designers. The instrument alone is worth a small fortune, and yet Shakrais treats it with reckless negligence. Twirling and tossing the instrument around as if it were a stick he’d picked up by the roadside.
Shakrais prefers to fight using his bare hands, grappling his opponents and throwing well-aimed punches. He used to have a jewel encrusted sword, but started condemning weapons as boorish after her accidentally cut himself during practice.

Magic:
Transmutation: Shakrais one and only magic trick is the envy of all alchemists throughout the land. The ability to instantaneously change one metal into another, or to turn common dirt into precious jewels has served to constantly supplement his wealth. His ability is restricted to inanimate objects, however and isn’t quite suited to combat. Especially since he requires the target of his magic to be unmoving at the time of transmutation.


Name: Quartz
Gender: N/A
Element: Fire/Earth
Rank: E
Height: 50x20cm
Weight: 10g~50kg

Appearance: Quartz consists of five floating stones that orbit around Shakrais’s form. The stones are transparent and clear by default, but frequently change color in accordance with surrounding events. The five floating stones are able to change their size at will, though this is limited at 2x1cm, and 50x20cm. Despite being called Quartz, the stones have the density of diamonds and can’t even be scratched by common weaponry.

Personality: It’s not clear whether Quartz is sentient enough to have something as complex as a personality, but the crystalline stones that swirl protectively around Shakrais’s form frequently change color according to its surroundings. For example red signifies anger and hostility, whereas yellow indicates excitement and interest. Whether these colors are reflections of Shakrais’s mood, or an the response of an independent entity are yet unknown.

Powers: Shield & Projectile
While useful, Quartz doesn’t really seem to have any practical uses besides that of a common weapon. When in combat the stones freely gyrate an arm’s length away from Shakrais’s body, shifting and swerving to independently block any incoming acts of hostility, while also making sure to avoid collision with any of Shakrais’s own movements.

The stones can also be used as a projectile by Shakrais who can snatch and hurl any of the five stones at his opponent, propelling themselves in the direction they are thrown. Once outside the ‘control range’ of an arm’s length, the stones seem to lose sentience, dulling to a lifeless grey and remaining dormant until Shakrais re-enters the control range. The stones naturally gravitate around Shakrais with unnatural resistance, but violently intensive blows are able to knock them outside the control range.

Title: N/A
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Grade: 4th
Academy: Imperial Song Knights' Academy of Cadenza.
Height: 5'11
Weight: 137 Ibs
Alignment: Lawful Evil



Personality: Ueno is ambition without a definite goal. A man who wishes to make something of himself at all costs, even if he doesn't know where he wants to end up at the end. Ueno is hard working and has little respect for those who take the easy road in life, even if they end up making life easier for him. He believes that part of any great goal or story is the climb, so he doesn't mind clawing his way up to the top.

Ueno keeps up a mask of politeness and kindness at almost all times, despite a constant flow of judgmental and callous thoughts that flow bellow. While he is usually quite adept at keeping up his mask, it is easily chipped away at those who undermine his efforts, and is easily enraged by those who try to make others think less of him. Gossips and those who simply start trouble for the sake of trouble are those who easily make Ueno lose himself in rage.

Those who end up calling Ueno a friend will often find him somewhat inconsiderate of them. He isn't one to be openly sentimental, but those who hurt people he does like will often need to worry about his urges for revenge. Ueno is one to strike ruthlessly and without remorse at those who'm gain his ire.

History: His father, Sir Oswald, is someone Ueno nevers wants to be associated with. Oswald was a joke of a politician, and a joke of a father. Ueno's early life is one that was filled with disappointment and failed attempts of grandeur. Ueno's father was a politician who'se only thought was to appear as what he was not, and would spend all of their family's income of appearing fancy and posh. Constantly in debt and never home, Oswald appeared to the outside world as a success, but in reality his entire life he spent brushing by the skin of his teeth.

Ueno's mother was never there, she viewed him as her greatest 'little' mistake and left her in his father's hands as soon as she could. Neither of his parents really wanted to keep him, a remnant of a night of passion that had long seen day. However Oswald was forced to keep him, dare she make a scene and throw him to the wolves otherwise. Most of the things his father did for him were done publicly and without little concern for what Ueno actually wanted or care about.

As Ueno aged and grew up, he ended up having a twisted ambition of his own. Once aimed to become a spirit knight and make a name for himself, a new name. He ran away from home as soon as he could play his instrument of choice and changed his name. He would become something great, something that would outshine anyone else. He would outshine even the stars themselves.

Instrument and Weapons: Ueno plays an Acoustic guitar that appears broken, fights with a great-sword. Both of were granted to him by Conquest upon their first meeting.

Magic: Ueno can control the sword with his mind at a range of up to fifty feet away from him.

Other: The Sword he uses it the one at the top




Title: N/A
Gender: 'Male'
Element: Earth/Fire
Rank: B
Height: 10 Ft.
Weight: Idk honestly how much he would weigh.



Personality: Conquest is a spirit of few words, especially to those who aren't Ueno. He has little respect for those who aren't his master. Conquest simply wishes to fulfill Ueno's desire and fight at his master's side, well, as much as he can anyway.

Conquest speaks with a booming voice that originates from cracks beneath the throne. When he does speak he speaks at most a sentence at a time, and utters either threats or orders. Conquest cares little for the safety of other spirits and will instead distance his master away from them if he can. He actually becomes slightly jealous of others when Ueno converses with other spirits. Conquest wishes to be the only one his master uses, summons, and relies upon.

Powers: First of all, when summoned, Throne is immobile and cannot move or change directions. Secondly, his powers can only be 'activated' when Ueno sits upon him. When the two are together as one, Ueno's body merges with the throne and Ueno is only able to move his head. Other then that, he is completely devoid of movement.

Augment: Ueno is granted another great-sword that can be controlled when he is seated upon Conquest.

Vanguard: Conquest himself controls two living armors that fight by his command. Both of the armors are quite durable, but can be broken down more easily by Water/Wind based attacks. However, if left alone the metal regenerates and they can fight again.

Song Knight


Name: Isabelle Kaiser
Title: The Striking Sonata
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Grade: 4th
Academy: Imperial Song Knights' Academy of Cadenza
Height: 167 cm
Weight: 77 kilograms.

Appearance:

The general appearance is pretty spot on with this image, but as with these kinds of things it's not at all perfect. The outfit is not correct, as she wears a dark blue cloth over most of her body, that fights well and allows her good range of movement. A baggy darker blue cloth that resembles a dress covers the area from her shoulders to just below her lower thigh, so as to provide decency. If she isn't trying to blend in to dark surroundings, she wears a gold pendant, with a medallion hanging from it that has her schools emblem. The rest of her outfit is basically the same, except small gold chains hang down around her arms, connected to silver rings on her hands.

Her body is heavily muscled from wielding her great sword so regularly and the constant sparring matches. The outfit she wears hides the muscle tone well causing many to underestimate her despite her intimidating sword. She is also a bit taller then the picture would suggest.

Personality: Isabelle is a very positive person, with a Cheshire grin or smirk often painted upon her face. She enjoys practical jokes quite a lot, though they may not end well. Despite her positive nature there is a bit of a disconnect. Her upbringing has forced upon her a desensitized view of violence, and she almost revels in the violent acts she sometimes preforms.

Her practical jokes are only considered such by her as she is quite cruel, often resorting to physical violence. The only reason she considers them practical jokes is because they make her laugh, though she often is the only one laughing.

So despite her friendly mannerisms, she has few friends. She drives away the ones she do has, and they only stay with her if they are some sort of masochist, which some of them have been. Despite the way she drives away her friends, she easily entraps people at first with her positive attitude. In summation Isabelle is great at making friends but terrible at keeping them.

History:Isabelle's life has been quite the lavish experience thus far. She was born into a wealthy family and was the youngest of three siblings. Her family's plentiful wealth afforded her a liberal habit of spending money. She made friends easily and often kept them via her parent's influence.

Despite this she did make one or two friends that stuck with her because of her. Nathan was her eldest brother and was one of her closest friends. He joined the military as soon as he could, and died within a year of leaving Isabelle's childhood home. The weapon Isabelle wields was once Nathan's and he was also the one who taught her to wield it.

After her brother's death Isabelle become a kind of recluse, drifting away from anyone and everyone. She recovered within a month however, and started practicing constantly to celebrate her brother's memory. She quickly became an apt sword fighter, though her skills only extended to her greatsword and no other weapons; Mostly because no motivation was found when practicing with those weapons, though endless amounts was found in the greatsword.

Instrument and Weapons: Isabelle's instrument is quite the conundrum. She does not use any traditional instruments but instead whistles. Her weapon is quite normal; She wields a pure black great sword, with a red line down the center of the blade. When this red line meets the hilt it creates a floral pattern. The weapon is reminiscent of a European claymore in size and weight.

Magic: Isabelle can create stone golems out of the materials around her, and can also encase herself in the stone, manipulating it with her magic. Unfortunately this armor slows her reaction time and her general movement.

The golems can only be manipulated if they are within 100 meters of her, and if that threshold is crossed they will stand stark still (much like Ned Stark). They seem to be more durable then the materials they are made up but only marginally so, and the same applies to her armor. At one time she can only manipulate three golems, though her armor counts as a golem. Controlling more then one golem at once takes her complete concentration, and controlling all three will often test her limits. She is prone to migraines after long bouts.

The golems size is around that of a grizzly bear on its hind legs. They around 200-230 centimeters in height a majority of the time, unless Isabelle has a specific reason for making them larger in which case the largest one can go is the sum of the other three. If one's size is the culmination of the other three then that is the only golem that can be summoned. Much in the same way she can create two golems with a size of about 250 centimeters each. Unfortunately for Isabelle, even if she devotes he complete concentration she can't control more then three at once. Their appearance is always reminiscent of the minerals around them and have shining red eyes.

Other: (Anything not covered by the above).

Spirit


Name: Sole
Title: N/A
Gender: Male
Element: Earth
Rank: C
Height: 106 centimeters
Weight: 18 kilograms

Appearance:

Personality: Sole is a very judgmental creature, and is prone to petulant fits of rage. When he doesn't get his way, or when Isabelle disregards his advice he resigns himself to sullen silences. Sole rarely talks to others Isabelle is spending time with, and will occasionally insult her opponents without Isabelle's consent (though he very well doesn't need it, as he is a sentient creature besides her).

He is occasionally timid when Isabelle's opinion of a person isn't known, and often adopts her opinion once it becomes known. On the flip side, if Isabelle has been particularly mean or unfair to him he will express a personality completely opposite to hers, and (for example) nitpick her plans when she says them out loud.

Despite all his quarks he is seemingly completely dependent on Isabelle's presence, seeming drained once summoned after having been banished for a long period of time. Though sleep will refresh Isabelle, it will only drain Sole as she will not sleep with him present.

Powers: Sole's main ability is to allow anyone to have more direct control of any golems they control. Almost as if Sole's body is acting as a secondary mind to process things he allows Isabelle to control her golems without "zoning out" and even allowing precise movements.

Besides that Sole is very lack luster, as the only ability he has besides that is to reconstruct himself from any matter around him as long as he isn't banished in the mean time. He can also levitate, as he can** He does this without Isabelle's instruction, and most of the time just floats above one of her shoulders, occasionally offering advice.