Name:
Dante Rosa

Age:
19

Height: 6'2 Ft. (Approx. 182 centimeters)
Weight: 200 lbs. (Approx. 90 kilograms)

Bio/Summary:
The Rosa family is a modest noble house that is well respected for their military acumen in service to the Grand Duchy, with many ancestors famous for their tactical genius, combat prowess, and honorable conduct. Dante is the oldest son of the current generation of Rosa's, his upbringing being one of rigid discipline and schooling even before his abilities began to manifest. Dante's abilities were met with with beaming pride and a joyous feast, his family taking his awakening powers a good omen. Afterwards Dante was shipped of to Cadenza Academy and has since been working tirelessly to make his family proud.

Dante himself is an honorable man, carrying himself with the dignity worthy of his place but with none of the arrogance. He does not see his himself above others and always tries to be worthy of the name Rosa, guardians and warriors in equal measures.

Vessel:
Dante's Vessel is named Dominus and takes the form of an iron bracer when dormant. It is intricately carved to represent the Rosa coat of arms, a shield wrapped in rose vines with a spear and a sword crossed behind it. When activated Dominus takes on the form of an Arbalest, or an exceptionally large crossbow, that is equally carved with it's limbs reinforced with iron. The rose and it's vines are portrayed heavily in the carvings. While Dante's connection with Dominus makes drawing the bolts easier there is still a noticeable delay between shots, as is Dante can fire four bolts within a minute.

Abilities:
-Briar Shot, when fired into the ground an area of about 10 feet is overrun with grasping briars that entangle and inconvenience foes.
-Visceral Shot, as the bolt enters a target it becomes jagged and cruel in form, causing heavy bleeding and immense pain.
-Brilliant Lance, a shining line of light that can pierce through several men, however it only has a range of six feet.

Equipment:
Multipurpose machete and an ivory smoking pipe

Trivia/Other:
Dante's smoking pipe is an heirloom from his grandmother, a wild woman who was infamous for her fighting spirit and larger than life charisma. He keeps it more as a keepsake as a student he hasn't been able to get his hands on much pipeweed.

Name: Anne Avery Scot
Age: 17
Appearance:




Standing at 7 Span, 2 Palm (That’s 5’ 10’’ or 178 cm for those of you can’t accept the superior English Units), Anne Avery Scot is rather tall for your average young woman. She carries herself with a demeanour that often makes her appear fiercer and more arrogant than she really is. Her bright red hair is often tied up a long ponytail and she appears to not understand how to wear the Academy uniform's jacket properly.

Bio/Summary: Anne Avery Scot is a curious case. As her name might imply, she does not hail from any sort of imperial family; indeed, her family background stems from another nation entirely. The island colony she calls home was previously colonized by the Alliance, and her father was a convict sent to work as an indentured servant in this foreign land. However not long after, the Empire took the colony for itself and thus Anne Avery Scot was born as a full imperial citizen in service to the sovereign.

Yet the island Anne Avery Scot grew up on remained a curious mix of different cultures and thus what being an imperial citizen meant was lost on the young girl. That said, it was without a doubt boisterous and energetic community which perhaps explains aspects of Anne Avery Scot’s own curious nature. Yet on top of enjoying the high tempo life by - and sometimes on - the high seas, the young woman was also entranced with brimming curiosity about the Empire she served. Surprisingly, her upbringing made even the seafaring life of her neighbours feel almost mundane. Of course, she still greatly enjoyed the life, but her curiosity about the Empire and its nobility grew by the day.

That’s when she heard of Cadenza Academy and the Imperial Military. It’s not like combat would be anything new for the young girl; she had plenty of experience dealing with many nasty, burly, ill-tempered sailors who frequented her father’s bar. It was her job to clean up those messes after all, and even beyond that she’d been taught by her father how to defend herself in case of an attack on the seas.

Thus as soon as she was able, Anne Avery Scot was aboard a ship to the Imperial Heartland to enroll in the Cadenza Imperial Military Academy. In order to best fit in, she has acted in a vein that she believes to be noble. Unfortunately a mistaken impression of how nobility behaves and her own rough and tumble upbringing hasn’t exactly produced the most convincing facade. Nevertheless, Anne Avery Scot eagerly looks forward to the future and perhaps becoming rich enough to actually be a noble.

Someone else will have to explain to her that nobles aren’t nobles because they’re rich.

Vessel:
Anne’s Bullion - A bullion coin made of silver it resembles the common currency of the island she called home: A skull and crossbones on one side and a ship on the other. It’s power manifests only after being flipped and slightly varies based on which side lands face up. The skull side will arm her with two flintlock pistols while the ship side will give her two cutlasses. As she has no real control as to which side the coin will land on, she often has to make due with whatever weapons she receives. Regardless of side, she’ll also be clothed in gear more accommodating for her style of fighting.

Abilities:
Bounty of the Ocean - The main ability she receives from her vessel is overall boost to her strength and speed. She’s a little stronger, a little faster, a little tougher when the power is active enhancing her natural combat abilities. Her speed is the most increased, followed by her strength and then an extremely tiny boost to her stamina. It is worth noting that none of the abilities are at a level that might be considered superhuman, but rather just enough to let her fight a bit above her weight class.

The Locker’s Depths - A much more situational ability, Anne Avery Scot is able to temporarily access another aspect of her vessel’s powers by first submerging it in a natural body of water for at least few minutes. Upon removal she can activate her vessel to temporarily slow down the movements of all enemies around her as if they were fighting underwater. Unfortunately this ability comes with many caveats and drawbacks since it requires a natural source of water and the effect only lasts for as long as the vessel was originally submerged. In addition the power must be activated immediately after removing the vessel from the water which makes its use in actual combat extremely rare. That said it does have a practical use by also granting her an innate compass to the nearest natural body of water.

Equipment: Anne Avery Scot doesn’t carry much with her, she has a compass and telescope she took from home as well as some spices she used back when she was cooking in her father’s bar.

Trivia/Other: She’s poor. Transformation theme (when normal pirate music just isn't good enough).

Name: Tzi Ti'amtum

Age: 17

Appearance: At a height of 200cm tall and incredibly muscular, it is pretty common to see Tzi shirtless when not in academy uniform, baring his body to the world. Shirts aren't really too important to him, so one has to remind him every time he forgets to wear one. It's a source of contention, but it's almost impossible to change his opinion on them.

Bio/Summary: An energetic and forward youth from a barren archipelago in the North Sea, Tzi always enjoys a challenge, throwing himself head-first into any situation that strikes his fancy. It’s the reason why he was so willing to simply leave his island home one day, jumping into the salty surf to swim to the mainland where opportunities abounded. There, he drifted from ring to ring, fighting anybody who’d take him on for fun and profit. Sometimes he won, sometimes he lost, but his grinning visage, one that never disappeared no matter what trouble fell in his path, was imprinted on the minds of recruiters for the Military Academy, and soon enough, his martial talents were requested for a greater cause: the protection of the glorious Imperium.

He didn’t mind. For Tzi, the chance to fight in the name of the Empire only signified excitement and wonder. Never one to shy from an offer (also explaining his frighteningly immense knowledge about all sorts of foodstuffs and how to cook them), he was inducted as a student into Cadenza, where it was hoped that his devil-may-care attitude and unshakable adoration for a good fight could be better channelled.

So far he really likes the place, though people have been admonishing his tendency to throw caution (and his shirts) to the wind.

Vessel: When not active, Tzi’s Retiarius actually consists of two items: a carving knife and carving fork lacking in decoration. They are typically used during meal times, but when called upon, the pair fuses and enlarges into a wicked trident, one with a small anchor attached to its rear, that instills fear into the hearts of seafood.

Abilities:
Casting the Net - a net made of heavy magical fibres is produced by the Retiarius, usually shooting out of the trident’s length to catch and trap those unfortunate enough to be in its way (whether they be fish or Tzi’s foes). Escaping is particularly difficult due to the toughness of the net and its weight.

Catch and Release - the rear end of the Retiarius is an anchor that can be launched at the environment and others to latch onto or wrap around them with a glowing chain, allowing for either rapid movement towards enemies or around the battlefield.

Backlash - if somebody is in contact with the Retiarius or caught in its nets, any damage that Tzi experiences will be distributed between him and them.

Equipment: A portable grill; diary.

Trivia/Other: He is very well-versed in the cooking world (much to anyone’s surprise), but can be incredibly critical of other people’s cooking. He might’ve even been considered connoisseur if his descriptions were more flowery. He does however, have a stubborn streak over spicy foods (he likes them, but really can’t handle the spice).