Name: Ashe Allerion
Age: 22
Gender: Female

Appearance:

Ashe is a tall woman, standing at about 5' 10" with a build made up entirely of lean muscle. Her hair and eyes are nearly the same shade of blue, her eyes are just a tad darker. Underneath her clothing, her pale skin is marked with scars. Three, jagged lines score across her left side as well as down her back, clearly these marks were caused by a clawed beast of some kind. A few other scars mark her frame, including one across her right shoulder, which is visible through the sleeves of her top. The other scars on her body seem to be caused by sharp weaponry, rather than beast. No matter what, she never takes off her collar like leather necklace. She won't say why, but it's clearly important to her.

Weapon of Choice: Longsword

Personality: Ashe comes off as a rather... intense person. She's fierce, she's stubborn, she's bluntly honest, and she's very serious. But get past her harsh exterior and underneath you'll find someone who you may actually want to be friends with. She's overly protective, she would gladly take a shot if it meant keeping you safe. If you ask her for help, more often than not she'll stop whatever she's doing and help you, especially if it has to do with training. Despite the fact that her sense of humor is rather dark, and she doesn't find most jokes or pranks funny, she'll still laugh at them, if only to make you feel good about yourself.

Backstory: Ashe doesn't talk about her past a lot, but people have been able to put some stuff together, just by observing her. It's clear whatever world she's from is a world of warriors. Her proficiency in battle makes that very apparent. From the way she carries herself, she may have been some sort of higher ranking warrior, or nobility. She seems to sympathise with those who's worlds have been lost to darkness, indicating that her own world may have been as well.

~Command Deck~

Physical:
Sliding Dash, Non Elemental, Basic.
Stun Edge, Non Elemental, Basic.
Quick Blitz, Non Elemental, Basic.
Barrier Surge, Non Elemental, Advanced.
Magical:
Blizzard, Ice Elemental, Basic.

Shotlocks:
Command Styles:

Notes: I'm keeping Ashe's past vague on purpose, because I don't want anybody to know about it beforehand. She also has the Berserk ability, which makes her blows more powerful when weakened.

Name: Samuel "Sam" Drake
Age: 24
Gender: Male

Appearance:

Sam stands at an average height for a man, just barely under six feet. He keeps a more lean build, though, says it works better for his "line of work" than a hulked out build would. But Sam's most noteworthy feature is his left arm, or rather, his lack of one. In it's place is a mechanical prosthesis, advanced enough to allow for realistic movement but also customized for certain combat enhancements. Namely, that customization boils down to the alloy being lighter weight for swift movement, and somewhat sharpened finger tips for clawing and gripping into otherwise smooth surfaces.

Weapon of Choice: Keyblade

Sam's prosthetic arm can also be used as a makeshift weapon when needed, though more often than not it's used to block and deflect blows from enemy weapons.

Personality: Sam is a pretty cheery guy for someone who is an amputee. He likes to keep a smile on his face, even when times are rough... especially during those times. According to Sam, the toughest times are when people have to force their biggest smiles and save their tears only for the bitter end. Without smiles or morale, it becomes easier to give in to despair. Sam'll even crack the occasional joke or deadpan the situations he finds himself in. But even Sam knows there's a time and place for everything, and when it comes time to buckle down and get serious, Sam is more than willing to keep the jokes to himself and pay attention to the matter at hand.

Backstory: Originally from the city of San Fransokyo, Sam grew up as one of the top athletes in his school. In particular he was the star runner for the track team. One of the fastest people on two legs, or so his friends would boast about him. Sam wasn't so hot in the classroom though, booksmarts just wasn't his thing. For those times he often had to get help from egghead younger brother, Riley. Though confined to a wheelchair, Rilely was a smart kid, always taking things apart just to see what made them tick, only to put them back together with his own added improvements. In fact, by the time Sam was in his senior year of High School, the 15 year old Rilely had already graduated early and was looking to apply for the prestigious San Fransokyo Institute of Technology. Riley never had the chance to begin his classes.

After being accepted, Sam was driving Riley to the Institute for his orientation and it was on this day that world just seemed to end. There was an accident, and Sam lost control of the car and it ended up flipped over in a ditch. Sam was the only survivor, his left arm needing to be amputated. Sam spiraled into depression after this, never stopped blaming himself for the accident. He quit the track team, gave up on his own college scholarship and had even started drinking. But one of Riley's friends from the Institute showed Sam what Riley's project was for entering the school. A set of prosthetic legs based on robotic technology, apparently Riley was hoping they could be used so kids like him could walk again, and so Riley himself could start running with his brother.

Inspired, Sam recruited the aid of Riley's friend to finish his little brother's work. After many days and nights of reading and rereading Riley's notes and making few changes and adjustments, they made their first prosthetic: a left arm for Sam to use. But Sam didn't stop there, he kept fine tuning the build, making it stronger and able to move more and more like a real arm. Alongside this he started practicing martial arts, curious to see just how far he could push the prosthetic arm as well as his own body. Soon he had Riley's friend craft him a sword he later nicknamed "Lightning Edge". But it was sometime after this that mysterious black creatures started overrunning the city. Sam tried to fight them off with his new sword and arm, but there was little that a single person could do when the whole world seemed to be getting overwhelmed.

The next thing Sam knew, he was in a place he later learned was called Traverse Town. Not one to let a second world fall like his own had, it didn't take Sam long to join up with those who were committed to defending the town from threats like the Heartless and the Empire.

~Command Deck~

Physical:
Blitz; Non-Elemental; Basic
Sliding Dash; Non-Elemental; Basic
Binding Strike; Non-Elemental; Basic
Magical:
Magnera; Basic

Shotlocks: Ragnorak
Command Styles: