Name: Tyrena Sekhmet
Age: Looks to be around 30, she has forgotten how old she was.
Sin: Wrath
Height: 1.80m
Weight: 65kg
Hair Color: Blond
Eye Color: Red
Gender: Female
Written Appearance: She's quite tall, with a rather statuesque build. She has rather pale skin, which when combined with her rather catching appearance and that striking red eyes, she could and often would be mistaken for an apparition. Rarely would she be without fancy and/or eye catching clothing, a favourite of hers, and through her fashion sense, they never seem to clash with the rather ornate two handed sword she carried. The sword has an odd reddish glow to it, and the gold leaf it uses never seem to actually bend, seemingly as hard as the metal used for the blade.

Brand Appearance: Her brand is a simple triangle, containing an oval split in half with a thin line running from the long end to the other. It placed on her chest, squarely between her collarbones.

Personality: Contrary to her title as Wrath, she was not really a fiery, angry person filled with hate and loathing. Rather, she was a fiery, boisterous, rough person with a quick temper, especially when she feels she was slighted in some way.

Background: -

Current Story: She woke to a soldier grabbing her roughly off the ground. Almost by reflex, her temper flared, murdering him and the few others with him in a fit of rage, before she calmed down. By then she realized she had no idea why she was in this forest, or why that soldier was treating her so roughly. Her lack of memory about her past was worrying as well. Without a direction or any sort of knowledge on what she was supposed to be doing, she took to making that part of the forest habitable for her. Building a nice, if rough looking, house somewhere near the banks of a waterfall, she stayed there, going out once in a while to get what she can from trading with the nearest town, and 'liberating' some items off any cargo she might find wandering the roads around the forest. Her forest home was surprisingly comfortable, quite a contrast with how it looked on the outside.

Weapon: An odd two handed sword that glows red whenever she takes it out of the scabbard. It was not the glowing blade that was strange, but that every part of the sword were extremely durable, including the gold on it. She herself knows not why the sword glows nor why the soft gold was as hard as the metal used for the blade, for the sword was claimed from a pile of treasure in a long forgotten raid on some monsters.

Ability: Her ability is called Airburst. With it she could create explosions within her line of sight within the range of 100m.

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Name: Feras Almeria, The Eternal Thief,

Age: appears 16 but is really coming up on 149 years old

Sin: Greed

Height: 5'1"
Weight: 92 Lbs
Hair Color: black with a silver and gold streak down the front
Eye Color: Blue sunburst
Gender: female

Written Appearance: Fera is a rather cute girl that has her own special brand of making people take a second look at her. She has a slight hourglass figure with a modest bust of a b-cup but her waist and hips are usually hidden by her normal attire of a sweater that is much too big for her. Thanks to her shirt her most noticeable features are her slender legs that give a hint to what is above and her hair which is interesting in its own right. The single stripe of Silver and gold hair in the front of her hair grew naturally and was not a result of dye. She covers her mouth with the turtleneck of her sweater but underneath is a rather cute set of lips that sometimes have lipstick on them that looks well with her tanned skin, for what reason nobody knows. Her blue sunburst eyes are a mixture of blue with silver and gold flecks radiating outward from her pupils. In general she is just a rather cute girl that doesn't show her body much.

Brand Appearance: Feras's brand is located on the back of her neck and is in the shape of a white infinity symbol being grasped by a black fist.

Personality: Feras is a theif, that is for sure. She likes to avoid conflict whenever possible and would rather use her sly way of speech to get her out of trouble when it finds her. Any time you see her she is usually sizing up a target that would be able to be taken advantage of or be robbed blind. She is far from the most responsible sin but she is one of the more level Headed of the group. Unless there is something she seriously wants which she will go through hell and back just to get it, you will usually see her as a calm and collected plotter.

She can sometimes come off as aloof and complacent, but more often than not her devious mind is thinking of a plan to swindle or steal. Her need for more and more cannot be sated though as after she gets one hinges she wants there is always something she will want more of. She has been know to steal he armor directly off of holy knights whether they are living or dead and sometimes she will even take more.

Background: -Tba-

Current Story: Feras was found buried within a crater in a mountain. She had apparently been launched deep into giant country by the white god's curse where she was embedded in said mountain after being "Fatally" poisoned. When she was pulled from the entombment her ability activated again to restore her crushed body and revive her. She lived in the country for a few years under careful watch of the giant's that she had learned to associate with the head authority. Giants usually do not associate themselves with humans but for this one they listened to the warnings and were slightly more cautious around Feras; as they should have been. After a while her own nature got the better of her and she stole one of the giants' prized arcs that she just had to have, which in turn got her banished from Giants country after they learned that they where unable to permanently kill her. Now she wanders the human country attempting to either find what she feels like she is forgetting or sate her desire for more, all while hoping town to town.

Weapon: Refractor:Feras's Arc that she stole from the giants after her own nature got the better of her. It is a strange contraption that generates blades of Golden light from her wrist which can be fired out in a straight line or held in her hands to be used as melee weapons. The size of the blades Vary between 9 inches and 1.5 feet and the handle can change from the length of a spear to a dagger. If she has two blades deployed Feras must make one dispell before summoning another one that is different.

Ability: Insanely Quick Regeneration bordering on immortality of body and lifeforce, that can be disrupted or neutralized by specific types of magics and weapons that utilize poison or acids though this is not permanent.

Name: Thea Maerilin

Age: 24
Sin: Pride
Height: 177 cm
Weight: 63 kg
Hair Color: Red
Eye Color: Amber
Gender: Female

Written Appearance:
Head held high, she produces a confident young adult body that reaches eye-level to most men her appeared age. Her skin remains nigh blemish free, though there is a telltale scar that runs down a bit from her right shoulder. Another piercing wound below her right knee, covered by her leggings. She prefers the lighter, more revealing outfits; letting her body breathe and move unrestricted.

Brand Appearance:
Sitting proudly on the back of her ungloved right hand rests a solid triangle sitting in the midst of a thick bordered, perfect circle.

Personality:
Sure-fire in everything she does, she allows nothing to hold her back and gives everything her all, though she aims to fight fairly. She knows she may not win every time, but it would be an insult to her and her opponent for giving anything less than 98%. And so long as there isn't any severe consequences, i.e. meaningless death, she will accept any challenge. Contrary to her confidence, there are things in the world she has little care for. Morals are one such example. Self-serving reasons and small talk are pointless when compared to what can be told over the purity of battle, and management and other white collar jobs (although needed) is boring, mindless work for the weak and cowardly.

Background: TBA?

Current Story:
Thea spends her time in a quiet little village roughly 20 miles away from the capitol. Therein lies nothing except field workers and the occasional soldier recruitment post for the boys who tire of the country life. Thea doesn't mind too much that her memory is gone of days past, she takes each day as it comes by drinking at the tavern or fighting in town brawls when the place has become too much of a rut. Her mind lingers time to time on joining the capitol guard when the recruiters come around, but is always met with her distaste for it being too organized and repressive of any real love for war.

Weapon:
- As her main weapon, she wields a simple katana with her right hand that comes to a fine point at the tip of the normal 60cm blade. It is guard-less with a worn and beaten handle, though the blade remains in good shape. It has no scabbard, though occasionally covered with cloth to protect it from the elements.

- An additional armament held by her left hand is a purely golden buckler shield with the weight of 1000 elephants when not wielded by its true owner. The Guardian of Velocrere is Thea's personal arc that never tarnishes and never breaks, but instead is imbued with magical properties. First on the list is it's ability to heal Thea proportional to the amount of damage it would take when a physical force is struck against the outer shell. Second, the shield has the ability to disperse and dissipate magical energy that hits it, also protecting against blocked fireballs and curses laid on the shield itself.

Ability:
- Accretion of Valor

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Name: Shakita Tallborn

Age: Appears to be in mid-forties, however, she doesn’t know what age she really is.

Sin: Pride

Height: 6’4” or 1.93 meters

Weight: 155 LBS

Hair Color: Crimson Red

Eye Color: Emerald

Gender: Female

Written Appearance: While she may be tall, she is rather slim for her height, considering that most would be intimated by her height. With flowing red hair, she hides it under a helm to conceal her identity, but her emerald eyes tends to give her away. While they maybe unique, small flecks of gold surround the iris, as a few strands of gold can be seen in her hair whenever she is not wearing her helm. Whenever she isn’t in her armor, she usually has a wrap of bandages that wrap around her abdomen and chest, and a pair of blue cotton cut off pants.

Brand Appearance: The bran can be seen on her upper back, directly between her shoulder blades. A perfect circle with thick outlining and an Eagle in the center with its wings breaking past the circle.

Personality: While she may be the Sin of Pride, Shakita is rather moody with a random emotional swings. She takes pride in her swordsmanship, taking on any challenges that come her way, however. She also takes pride in her cooking skills, which she likes to cook for others in ways that she may seem like someone possessed when cooking anything. With all this, she is also very social to new people and tries to make new friends whenever she's roaming the human realm, but tends to avoid large settlements and "cities" that are superstitious of people with red hair. She is, in the end, very aggressive towards ones that bring harm to her or her friends, which she goes into a frenzy to do anything to rid of the threat.

Background: TBA
Current Story: While roaming the lands for a long time, Shakita couldn’t remember when she started this journey. For all she knew, she was hated whenever she was in a large village that chased her out of it, calling her a demon when they’ve seen her hair. This is usually after she had befriended a few locals and feeding them whenever she was camped outside of the village. During through her journey, she also became a hired hand, taking minimum pay. This consists mainly of food and ingredients that she can use to feed herself when on the road, but she’ll also take money when she can. Her current location is unknown, but she had found a forest that provides what she needs and taking out any intruders that invades in what she calls home now.
Weapon:

• Great Sword: this five foot sword is carried on her back with its scabbard. On the flat side of the blade is inscribed “Thou Shan’t Be Slain, But Be Slashed And Judged If They Are Worthy To Die”. The blade itself is made from unknown alloys. However, she lost the sword shortly after she lost her memory.

Ability:

• Enhanced Strength: With this, she tends to forget how strong she is. This also includes that she can endure a beating to the point of her bones breaking. She can withstand most, but will pass out when the opponent knocks her around like a rag doll.