Welcome to the Sanctuary, A Place For All Creatures to Call Home

This world is one full of magic and creatures of myth and legend. Even "normal" humans often have magical abilities and mingle with the creatures of what we consider fantasy.
But it is also one of misfortune.. Many here have had bad lives and experiences. This is the sad truth of reality. We here want to make sure that everyone gets the support they need. This is why the Sanctuary was created.

Tucked away in the center of a dense forest, which itself lies between a mountain range and a large river, is our city. Plant and animal life is abundant here. There are many small homes for our citizens, and many buildings for the community as well. Most notably, in the very center, a round building made of white brick, where there are some very important facilities here are located. The ground floor is a common space, designed to be comfortable and always open to everyone. Its somewhat of a waiting room too, for the other two facilities. The floor below, is a hospital, to take care of any physical ailments and injuries. The upper floor is one for mental health. There are therapists to talk to about any issues that may arise, as well as simply a calming, peaceful place for mental healing.
Other places around the city include a library, and a school for any who is interested in learning or reading. There is a marketplace for any material needs you may have.
There is also a large lake, where you are welcome to swim, but fishing is forbidden, due to the various mermaids and water nymphs that live within it.
Though this is not the extent of what is offered here, we have something for everyone at The Sanctuary. Anything you could want to do, there is surely a place for it.

You have been chosen to live here, as you found out once receiving a letter that invited you here, giving you directions to the place.
You have been promised a better life here, and deciding it was worth a try, packed your things and heading towards this mysterious new place.

"Whatever happens, the innocent must be protected..."

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Gender
Male

Age
287

Race/Species
Human Immortal

Abilities

• Immortality - Has an infinite lifespan, never to age another day.
• Regeneration - Any wound, injury or dismemberment heals over time. However decapitation means death.
• Magical Warding - Immune to all magic apart from physical manifestations such as fire, ice etc.
• Weapon Proficiency - Highly skilled with melee and ranged weaponry.

Appearance


Personality
With almost three centuries of existence behind him there isn't much that Sully has not seen and that can make him stubborn at times. This is a flaw that he is constantly trying to overcome, making more effort to listen to those younger than himself so that he does not constantly alienate himself. Aside from this, he is a considerate and compassionate person and will go out of his way to help those around him. In addition he has a steely determination and deep focus on whatever task he is doing, making sure that it is completed.

Backstory
Born in London to poor parents, Aramis Sully had a rough start to life. He was often sick and almost died as a child after contracting cholera, only surviving through sheer luck. Surviving that drove him to seek a better life for his family and so he started to work. It was nothing more than sweeping in the tavern but he found enough coin on the floor after closing to provide enough bread for a week.

When he was eventually old enough he joined the British army, by this point his father had died and his mother was suffering the after effects. He made sure that his wages were sent home to his mother so that she did not starve. Little did he know that he would not see her ever again. His service took him across the world but unfortunately it was during this time his mother succumbed to her sadness and ended her own life. A letter reached Sully to inform him when he set foot in America.

While fighting in the Anglo-Cherokee war Sully took part in a battle that saw a comprehensive British victory thanks to their superior firepower. What followed was nothing short of a systematic slaughter of innocents and prisoners of war. The man in charge, Arthur Connington ordered the complete annihilation of the local Cherokee settlement and all Native Americans no matter age or gender. Sully watched on as tents burned, women screamed and children were slain. He and several others protested the slaughter but were immediately told that any further complaints would be treated as treason against the crown. This was not enough to deter Sully as he and the others began to physically defend the Native Americans. There was then a bright flash and Sully found himself crashing to the floor, his legs giving way beneath him. Above him stood Arthur Connington, glaring down at him with a smirk across his face, it was the last thing Sully saw before blacking out.

The Londoner awoke in a tent, the dark interior illuminated by a raging fire. A grey haired, masked figure danced around it speaking in an unknown dialect, not English, nor Cherokee. With each word the fire grew more intense, the flames dancing more fiercely with each stamp of the floor. The dancing and words stopped suddenly, the figure turning and pointing at Sully. "You are of pure heart...the God's need you..." An otherworldly roar erupted from the figure, the fire engulfing the entire interior of the tent. Sully could feel the flames licking at his body but there was no pain, no heat, just the feeling of a caring embrace. The feeling slowly subsided as the flames receded, returning the tent to darkness. The figure made it's way to Sully taking a knee next to him, removing his mask to expose a wrinkled face beneath. "They saw what you did...that is why you have been granted this new power..." Sully looked at the man confused. "Now Aramis Sully...your life begins..." Sully felt eyelids become heavy, unable to keep them open.

Almost as soon as his eyes shut, Sully opened them to find himself back at the Cherokee village. The smell of slaughter and decaying flesh taunted his nostrils as his eyes surveyed the slaughter around him. The corpses around him had lay in rest for what must have been several days, becoming food for all types of wildlife. Sully sat up to find a scorched hole in the side of his tunic, a clear sign of a close range musket shot. Blood stained his tunic and the ground beneath him but there was no wound. He didn't know what had happened but he was determined to find out.

From that point Sully searched for an explanation behind how he was still alive. For the next two decades he travelled over land and sea, still not finding reason behind his survival. What he did realise however, was that it was not just his revival that was gifted to him. While travelling such vast distances he was attacked by many bandits and brigands but no matter how many stab wounds or gunshots he suffered, they always healed. He also began to realise that he was not aging, his early thirties face remaining the same even after twenty years of exploration. He knew that he had been given a gift, a gift that he would use to protect the innocent as best he could.

Since this realisation Sully has seen every corner of the world, fought in many wars and battles, all to protect the innocent from Tyranny. When he received his letter from The Sanctuary he accepted it without question. He was offered a position within the Sanctuary Guard which like the invite, he accepted. Since joining the guard he has enjoyed his life, helping to keep the innocents of The Sanctuary safe from harm. He currently resides with an Oni named Hiroki who he has worked with in the guard for the past six years.