Name: (Solaris they told him)
Aliases: (Wandering Prince, The Mourning Prince, The King in Rags, The Boy King and The Renegade Prince are all things that that colonists have referred to him as )
Titles: One which has been long forgotten
Age:17
Place of Origin: A place that he doesn’t remember nor wants to
Gender: Male


Build: 5’8, medium mesomorph, tone muscles
Eyes: Mismatched, Draconic and glowing: right, white, left, Red
Hair: Dirty blonde to the point of being black
Skin Tone: Dark grey, a draconic trait
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Marks that appear on his body when his draconic powers are being used
Day To Day Attire: Black ragged shorts, Black ragged hoodless poncho, bandages around his wrapped around his shins, forearms and torso
Strengths: Fortitude, Acumen, FerocityMax of 3 (Physical or Psychological)
Weaknesses: Cold, Distant, Bloodthirsty, Unstable Minimal of 2 (Physical or Psychological)

Lost * Broken * Determined * Insane

Sexuality: Straight
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Waking up on whaling ship not remembering the life before him, the only information given to him was where they were going and what his name was, Solaris. When they arrived at a beautiful port city he was left in an unfamiliar land with no knowledge besides that of the language and memories that this body’s previous owner left in its muscles, Hatred.
He only knew one thing, to survive. The great observer, constantly watching, eyes darting and ears tuning in and out of every conversation in the busy streets of this bustling city seeking, but failing to find as if out of habit. Devouring detail not and not knowing why, light-footedly speed walking deeper into the city, he couldn’t take it. He found a quiet place, the university library, where he found books detailing the methods of they humans, Tranquility.
Waking up again, this time midnight in his desolate cabin. The jungle was unforgiving however the nightmares were worse. The corpses, dust, flame and blood, some on his hands and the torture. Too vivid, he hated these dreams, and dreads every night because of them, fear.
Habits: spaces out when uninterested, cracking fingers individually before a fighting, yawns when nervous, likes to rest in high areas
Hobbies: running, climbing, exploring, fighting, reading about science, mathematics and philosophy, meditating, stargazing
Fears: draconics, letting others die, the shadow dancers, the smiling lady, confinement, sleep
Likes: The mountains, the forests, the seas, the sky, the night sky, the scent of fresh food, going on a run, ruins and uncharted territory, the wild
Dislikes: dreaming, crowded places, abusers of power, those who use others, those who do not value life, destroyers of knowledge, manipulators

A listing of skills, such as horseback riding or cooking. Levels include novice (1 pt), apprentice (2 pt), journeyman (3 pt), expert (4 pt), master (5 pt). Each character can spend 21 points & only two skills can be mastered.

• General Combat (Master): Nothing but a remnant from a violent time during the former Solaris's life. Though the reasons for acquiring these skills are unknown to him, it is as if they have been chiseled in his bones. An inelegant, utilitarian yet effective combat technique that allows Solaris to use common melee weapons and hand to hand combat to a degree of efficiency that would be inferior to somebody who had mastered a specific martial discipline, but at his skill level able to best the majority of opponents
• Acrobatics (Expert): The ability to run, jump, climb and dodge to a high degree of efficiency. A skill left behind by his body’s previous inhabitant as well as being reinforced through going on many runs and hunts in the jungle as well as exploring intricate ruins and cave systems that are not uncommon in the region in which Solaris currently lives.
• Stealth (Expert): The art of hiding the user’s presence, like many of Solaris’s abilities, left behind by memories that cannot be remembered. Also used widely by the amnesiac today. He must use it when hunting for food, as well as for hiding from magical beasts who would wish to make a meal out of Solaris
• Tracking (Expert): Being a part-time hunter in his current life and whatever he was in his past, Solaris has the instinctual ability to use his augmented senses, smell, hearing and eyesight, to follow, stalk or tail his prey, whatever it may be.
• Draconic Manifestation (Journeyman): The ability to manifest his soul into the physical world. draconics who use this technique usually specialize in manifesting a certain type of item, for example, a draconic may specialize in throwing weapons and manifest an array of such weapons in order to launch a bombardment against their opponent, in another case a draconic may be able to manifest a set of armor which would be more or less resilient than a regular set of armor depending on the amount of the dragon’s soul is put into the armor. In Solaris’s case he specializes in manifesting draconic traits. Thus far Solaris has been able to manifest claws, talons, full scale around his forearms and shins as well as a tail. The manifested items take on the color and aura of the elemental aspect used to manifest the item, in Solaris’s case, body part.
• Draconic Energy Manipulation (Novice): A draconic can discharge their energy, directly manipulating their draconic aspect. The power of the draconic is determined by the size and shape of their soul as well as the density of the energy that resides in their soul. A soul that is small of has an irregular shape will be far weaker than a soul that has a symmetrical shape, the most effective being a sphere. Solaris’s soul is a contorted mess, meaning that that the space in which energy can be stored is minimal, on top of that Solaris spent more time honing his abilities in draconic manifestation, making his abilities in energy manipulation essentially useless. Solaris’s abilities in draconic energy manipulation is on a good day, the ability to generate a flame in the palm of his hand which can be use as a light source or as a fire starter, draconic energy can also be used to increase the draconic’s natural augments and healing factor, though since Solaris’s soul is in a relatively dire condition the augmentation is minimal.

A listing of unique powers, magic, artifacts, and techniques. A maximum of four only.

• Relapse: This causes Solaris to relapse into a psychotic, bloodthirsty and incoherent machine. This is a remnant of the will of the Solaris that existed prior to this one and is activated when one of two things trigger that Solaris to emerge. Thing one, he is being brutally tortured. Thing two, a friend is going to be killed or already in the process of being killed. When Solaris relapses, he on top of the psychological changes is able to make better quality draconic manifestations as well as have a better command of his draconic energy manipulation, allowing him to actually use it in combat.
• Polarized Spears: A pair of spears that are of a polarized state in terms of light and darkness. These spears would have been able to be used as offensive weapons against powerful magic users if Solaris had a better ability to use his draconic energy abilities, however since that is not the case they are only useful for absorbing energy based magic such as fire or lightning until Solaris reaches the maximum amount of energy which he can absorb, and then they become normal, but cool looking spears.
• Draconic Physiology: Draconics of all variations are born with some degree of dragonic traits which are usually benign. In Solaris’s case his benign traits are his mismatched glowing and odd colored eyes as well as his dark grey skin, however that isn’t all there is to his dragon like physiological traits. Increased bone density, acute smell hearing and eyesight, a healing factor which heals any wound without scarring at the expense of draconic energy, the quality of this ability is proportional to the amount of energy available meaning that no energy means no healing. The final augmentation that is included is physical strength and speed that are proportional to his draconic energy, but stop increasing at the mechanical limits the human body.
• Draconic Soul: Due to his draconic soul, it gives his a sort of sixth sense that allows him to sense and physically see the aura even weak aura around things that either have a soul or have magical/supernatural origins.

Parents: Alive/Dead/Known/Relationship With?
Siblings: Any/Birth Order/Relationship With?
Childhood: Anything notable?
Adulthood: Anything notable?
Special Moments: Things that stick out in you characters mind most often, minimal 2
Current Events: What brings you here? What were you most recently up to? What's a character like you doing in an rp like this?


Climate: What is the climate or climates of the world or main region (doesn't need to describe the entire world, just where the hero is from)?
Ruling(s): Names of kingdoms? How are they run?
History: Brief history of the ruling(s).
Notes: Note here anything important - like magic, creatures, important figures, etc.

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Character Quote: Something they say a lot or live by
Theme Song: Black Mesa
Aura Color: Are they a fiery red that burns everything around them or a soft soothing blue? Or any other color for that matter.
Scent: Hound just sniffed your clothing to track you, what would it smell like?
Anything Else:

Name: Balthazar Vorhut
Aliases: The Sage of Soot and Iron
Titles: Grandmaster of the Way of Red
Age: 134
Place of Origin: Aureas
Gender: Male

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Build:6’3 - broad shouldered and strong of limb
Eyes: Hidden, but when he slings powerful magics around his eyes glow like molten iron.
Hair: None
Skin Tone: Hidden for the most part, but one can guess that he is fairly pale by looking at his jaw… despite the scars.
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Hidden by The Aegis, but Balthazar is covered in extensive burn scars. Usually one only gets to sneak a peek once he removes his “jaw” for eating, drinking, and the occasional smoke.
Day To Day Attire: The Aegis, a set of armor and clothes in equal measure. The armor covers him head to toe, something of a point of vanity to hide away the extensive burn scars that cover his body, however the inside is padded with soft silks and fabrics. The face is set in a frown as a constant reminder for past mistakes, but is otherwise crafted for comfort and protection. The green cloak was a gift from someone dear to him, crafted out of a heavy, tough fabric and embroidered with gold thread. Inside is a very special pocket that will only open for Balthazar.
Strengths: Heated, resolute, inquisitive, and friendly
Weaknesses: Unsubtle, rigid in his morals, and a little too empathetic to those who can’t defend themselves

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Passionate * Scholarly * Hot Headed * Paternal

Sexuality: Balthazar is attracted to ability, skill, and personability. He isn’t going to let something like gender get in the way of pleasant company.
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Balthazar is a fairly simple man put into the boots of eccentricity. His title of Grandmaster of the Way of Red has made him defender of the Spire and bureaucrat in equal measures, having to mediate between the squabbles of wizards and the various ceremonies of the Red Collage when he would much rather tend to his garden, read manuscripts on magical theory, and blast the Horde back to their holes.

To this end he is hairpullingly casual with the aristocracy and informality has become his staple attitude in all but dire times, more than just nobles and kings up the wall. However this very attitude endears him to the common soldiers who keep the wall, his casualness letting them relax for just a little bit gives him supreme pleasure. The world is far too dire at times, a breath of fresh air is needed just as badly as good food and strong drink.

However as carefree as he likes to portray himself, Balthazar is deathly serious about the lives of those who he is close to. Any injury to them being a deep and long lasting wound, even the deaths of soldiers on the wall is enough to send him in a spellslinging frenzy as the passions of Red have always dictated.

Habits: In times of distress or sadness Balthazar will retreat into the confines of Cyrinth’s cloak, seeking it’s comforting warmth. When anxious or nervous, Balthazar tends to place his hand on the hilt of his sword and grip his staff tightly.

Hobbies: Reading about new things always interests Balthazar, especially if it pertains to the refinement of metals and ores. Otherwise he has a collection of fine wines, brandies, ales that he’s always looking to expand. He’s also taken to growing his own stain of Pipe-weed, known as “Dragon’s Fyre”. Finally he has taken up “Dazzle Lights”, using powders, fire, and a little magic to create great displays in the sky.

Fears: That the Spine will break and allow the Hordes to swarm across the lands behind it and that he’ll lose someone close to him and be powerless to stop it… again.

Likes: Manuscripts, that peace between sieges, children, The Crucible, cooking, chili, spicy foods, strong liquors, pipeweed, and salted pork.

Dislikes: The Horde, violence for violence sake, destruction of relics, disorder, abuse of any kind, disloyalty, and arrogance.

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A listing of skills, such as horseback riding or cooking. Levels include novice (1 pt), apprentice (2 pt), journeyman (3 pt), expert (4 pt), master (5 pt). Each character can spend 21 points & only two skills can be mastered.

• Way of Red (Master): In the simplest of terms, Balthazar is a pyromancer, a wizard who bends fire to his will as easily as one breathes. However to be an adherent of Red means being in tune with all facets of warmth. To this end, yes, Balthazar can cover your enemies in swaths of flame or call forth flaming rocks to rain on your foes, but he can also make foes turn on their comrades as their hearts are seized by burning hatred. Let nothing be said against the utilities of a walking inferno who knows what it’s doing. However, let it be known that all power comes with a price. Should Balthazar become careless in his spell slinging than the magic coursing through him will begin to tear him apart, burning his flesh into nothing. The only ways to prevent this is to either let himself cool off naturally by waiting or forcibly venting the magic from his body, an act that feels much less than pleasant but is much preferable than death.
• Way of Many Colors (Master): Something that Balthazar isn’t particularly proud of, but in an effort to protect his people he is willing to do much. Taught by Daemons, the Way of Many Colors is a chaotic magic fraught with many dangers. One could fall to the tricks of Daemons, becoming possessed and nothing more than a powerful tool for a being who wants nothing but pain, or you could simply explode in a wave of chaotic magic, melting flesh, mutating innocents, and corrupting the land. Despite this however, it is incredibly powerful. Able to wield the forces of change like an artist wields a brush, Balthazar can summon daemons, warp flesh, and burn souls with but a stare and some honeyed, forbidden words. Should his people find out about his consorting with Dark Gods he will be exiled from the realm, if not put to death.
• Cooking (Expert): A skill learned in tandem with his studies in Pyromancy and through his tutor, a thick-set woman of impeccable skill and taste. Through her he has learned how to cook excellent meals with limited resources and has been imparted with a great deal of recipes. Unfortunately for some, all of Balthazar’s meals tend to be incredibly heavy with meats and breads. He can make do without those, but prefers not to.
  
  An aside, he has a tendency of making his foods very spicy as all Red Wizards are drawn to that particular sensation.
• Enchantment (Expert): The act of folding magic into an item, giving anyone who has ownership of it a great boon. Balthazar has taken quickly to the art, and is able to bless a wide range of effects onto many items. However he hasn’t mastered the art and thus he needs a great deal of time and magical materials to do any significant enhancements.
• Swordsmanship (Journeyman): Something of a back up plan incase of the worst, Balthazar is able to keep up with most rank and file soldiers in terms of skill. Though his magic tends to put him above them in terms of raw power. Still, he is but a floundering child in the eyes of a true master.

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A listing of unique powers, magic, artifacts, and techniques. A maximum of four only.

• The Aegis: Balthazar’s armor, crafted after his… incident at the Sixth Spire. The Aegis is crafted from Cold Iron, an ancient metal infused with Blue magic. It’s surface is perpetually cold to the touch, an aftereffect of Blue magic, and acts as excellent insulation for the wild magics of Red. In times of extreme stress and magical energy, it’s surface will glow red with heat.
• Cyrinth’s Cloak: A gift from a simpler time, Cyrinth’s Cloak is an enchanted green cloak of fabulous quality. While already made from tough materials Balthazar commissioned a master enchanter to make it indestructible, or near to it. In addition to this the cloak is heavier than you’d think, but in a comforting way not unlike a warm embrace. Finally there is a hidden pocket within the cloak, able to hide a great deal of things within its cavernous holding space.
• The Red Torch: Balthazar’s staff and badge of office, the Red Torch is a relic from the old Collage of Red back before the Horde invaded. It stands several inches taller than him and is burning hot to the touch to all besides the Grandmaster and those it deems worthy. Crafted from brass that has been steeped in Red magics, this staff is constantly on releasing flames from it’s sconce like head making it perfect for grabbing flames to be thrown around.
• Arming Sword: A basic arming sword that has been enchanted to channel Balthazar’s magic, causing the blade to glow red in combat. Every cut causes excruciating pain as well as having a chance to outright catch someone on fire if they have the right (or wrong depending on who you ask) clothes on. It can also channel cantrips, small spells like that do not take much effort to activate.

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Parents:Hodrick Vorhut I and Aeowin Vorhut-Tryndamere, Lord and Lady of the Seventh Spire, Deceased
Siblings: Hodrick Vorhut II, Deceased

Childhood: Balthazar is the first wizard in a long line of warriors, the Vorhut line drawing it’s history as knights and royal guardsman for generations. However at the tender age of ten years old it was made clear where his destiny lied when the young Fetch Rat breathed a gout of flame into the face of an Orc, ceasing its advance up the wall. With a tearful goodbye from his mother, a beaming smile from his father, and a warm hug from his brother, Balthazar was shipped off to the Red College to harness the boys growing power.

At the college he spent most of his first couple of years doing grunt work, cleaning shelves and scrubbing floors mostly, until it was deemed he had the discipline necessary to move up. At thirteen he was given an official mentor, Elinessa Gheist, a plump woman whose love for food was only matched by her passion for teaching. Through her rigorous and unorthodox way of teaching, Balthazar was able to advance from Journeyman to adept within five years.

Adulthood:
A little past his eighteenth year was when Balthazar was first shipped to the Spires, the walls always needing another Battle Wizard. It is here, at the First Spire, that Balthazar met Cyrinth. Cyrinth was an incredible woman, a wizard of the Way of Green who did everything she could to save lives. A furie to those who ignored treatment for the sake of bravado, but an angel in the eyes of those she saved. Balthazar was smitten soon after meeting her and with gentle courting, the two soon became an item.

However the needs of the Spires meant that the two would soon be needed elsewhere and forced the lovebirds to be apart more often than not. Thankfully though, writing each other became second nature and the two kept a correspondence for many years, staying with each other on the rare occasions they were stationed together or were able to steal away some time. This continued for nearly two and a half decades before she was taken away from him. Since then Balthazar has kept from his duties, mourned her loss, and moved on. Remembered fondly.

Special Moments:
Balthazar has acquired a great many experiences in his long life. There is the day where he first manifested his powers, blowing out flames like a dragon of legend. Images of Elinessa teaching him how to control the flames for the best stew whenever he begins to cook. There is that night when he and Cyrinth first kissed, the night where they did more than kiss. Seeing his niece and nephews and becoming an Uncle.

But two memories stick with Balthazar the most. The day Cyrinth was taken from him, how that blade ran through her gut as she shielded a fallen soldier. Of his rage that followed, burning away the Horde in a swirling inferno and leaving the lands beyond the Sixth Spire blighted to this day. How the pain that wracked his burned body never compared to the pain he felt inside that day.

Then there is the Uncle, watching over his brother's children when he fell. Of the eldest, who gave his life in defence of his Spire and came back stronger than he ever could be in life. Of the middle born who continues to use his brilliant mind to better guard the Walls and the World Behind. And of the youngest, the niece who followed in his footsteps and learned to bend the winds of Red to her will. He’s seen them grow and learn and become legends, and he couldn’t be prouder.

Current Events:
Balthazar was defending the Seventh Spire with his eldest nephew, Hodrick, when a great beast came screaming from the clouds. It belched a fire unknown to Balthazar, but nonetheless burned like flames. Uncle and nephew worked together to strike the beast down, running away with it’s tail between it’s legs before he was ripped from his world.

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Climate: The Spine, a great mountain range separating the small sliver of Athel Loren from the blasted lands of the East. The Seventh Spire is one of 13 mountains on the range and the smallest in height, making it a choice target for the Horde and is frequently attacked. The Keep is built into the mountain and overlooks the East, a land blighted by scorched earth, weapons of war, and an uncountable amount of bones. The air is dry and cold in the winter, snow falling rarely. The summers are dominated by harsh sunlight and an unrelenting heat with very little wind.

Ruling(s): The 13 Spires are the ruling military commanders and noble houses ruled by its chief defenders. Five houses to the Elves, five to the Dwarves, and three houses to the Men. Every house wages war against the Hordes, defending it's mountain to the last in their own way. Each Spire is self sufficient in terms of water and food, gaining soldiers in the form of yearly Tithes from The World Behind. And true, the Houses are separate by law, in reality it is a single unified people sharing in their knowledge, cultures, and support. Only fools divide themselves.

History: In the beginning the Kingdoms of Aureas were massive, spanning the entire continent. In those times Man, Dwarf, and Elf squabbled amongst themselves over petty things. Then the Horde arrived, a great swarm of black blooded beasts from the east that butched their way across the continent. The Kingdom of Man fell first, the tides crashing against the too proud Kingdoms and humbling them in the blood of their people. The same fates assaulted the Dwarf and Elven kingdoms, until their backs were pressed against the wall of the Spine.

On this mountain range the three races came together, uniting in the face of extinction. Many a legendary warrior was framed in those days, beating back the Horde and securing their survival. It is here that the three kingdoms put aside their differences and came together in an effort to survive. While the lands behind the Spine where settled, the Spires were founded and reinforced. Great keeps were carved out of the stone and warriors trained in their defense, for if the Spine breaks than the world fallows.

Notes:
There are two races of people that settled the lands beyond the Spine long before the Three Kingdoms fled there. Halflings, who are made from a gentle cloth, and Gnomes, inquisitive creatures with a knack for creation, they welcomed their weary neighbors with open arms for the most part.

Magic is dictated by six winds, the winds of Light, Shadows, Life, Death, Fire, and Fate. To call these magical forces winds would be inaccurate, but in essence it gets the message across. There are very few who have the will and souls capable of bending these winds to them, these few are called Wizards and even then it takes years of training to truly be capable of doing anything helpful. The magic that runs through Wizards grants them extended life, around three hundred years has been the highest recorded years. Magic also runs through certain materials, giving these things extraordinary properties like increased durability or magical conductors.

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Character Quote: “By the fire in my heart, you will not pass!”
Theme Song: Iron - Woodkid
Aura Color: Bright and large, a column of wild, swirling red and white.
Scent: Smells of smoke, pipe-weed, and and hot metal
Anything Else: Balthazar's voice is strange, wickedly smooth but carrying an otherworldly air that brings to mind fireplaces, warmth, and foreign spices.