Age: 17

Gender: Male





Standing at 5’9”, 175cms, and weighing 130lbs, 58kg, he smells like an early addiction to cigarettes. You’re not really sure where to look. He’s sort of intimidating the way he stands, gray cargo pants and a baggy t-shirt with a white t underneath. Black and white converse. He looks like bad news. At least to you. How could anyone like this be any kind of hero?

“What’s with the way you’re staring at me?”

“I dunno, you do not seem like someone who is a hero”

“Oh? Who does? What does a hero look like?”

“Nevermind,”

“Yeah you nevermind,”

His voice is hoarse and smokey, it’s not too deep, not to high either. It sits somewhere in the middle of the road and has a habit of sounding very dry, and sultry. He has a habit of coming off stern or harsher than his original intentions. Though he does little to rectify that, his excuse being that you provoked him. You probably had.

He’s lean, toned, but not so skinny you can see his bones or anything like that. It’s obvious he has some muscles and his wrist are littered in random tattoos like someone just uses his arm like a sketchpad. Little doodles here and there.

“Aren’t you too young?”

“Aren’t you full of assumptions and prejudice”

Nevermind. You just continued to do what you were asked.

Uniform:



Is it a uniform or more like just an ordinary outfit someone would wear? The mask is a high tech interface. Behind the mask that flashes different emotions. It allows him to directly connect with his interface back at home. Otherwise it looks more like a normal pair of clothes. Except for the fact the jacket is somewhat bulletproof.

Personality:

Spunky is probably the first word that comes to mind when people see Julian. This cleverly disguised ambivert probably has people believe he’s an extrovert, but he still likes his quiet time away from other people. He’s quick witted and quick to sarcastic commentary, he’s not exactly what you’d considered shy about his beliefs.

Though that doesn’t mean he’s going to be starting arguments with anyone with bigger muscles than him. He’d probably try to avoid that all together don’t want to get smashed or turned into a pancake. Though it should be mentioned that means Julian isn’t a pushover either. Just because he’s seventeen people think to themselves that he cannot think or has no idea how the world works. That irks him.. All his life facing the judgment of other people.

His taste in clothes. His taste in hobbies. So, what if he likes the alternative look, chokers, and spikes. But he also can work on computers. Its this prejudice and this preconceived notion to judge that his teachers virtually ignore his intelligence. Not that he’s some genius or something that be going too far, but it was always clear he could have made it far if someone recognize that he was a creative intellectual.

Especially with computer code. His past time. His hobby. Maybe his profession. Except those IT types like guys in button up shirts and glasses, or at least that’s what people envision. He’s sure there are others that all don’t look like what people think they are suppose to look like.

Because of this Julian isn’t quick to judge others. He isn’t quick to conceive things about them that are untrue. He tries to get to know them as they are. But he can be easily provoked if someone brings up the fact that he’s not what a computer guy is supposed to look like. Or he’s not the guy someone would imagine is a superhero. It’s just a pet peeve that becomes a chip on his shoulder at times.

He likes hot chocolate, he likes his dogs, and his cats. They are cool. They just like you for whatever reason is your best quality. His parents are okay. His teachers suck. School is okay, but most of the time it sucks too. Being a hero would be fun, maybe people then would stop looking down upon him. Is it selfish he’s looking for some approval or meaning? He dislikes judgmental assholes, prejudices, people who don’t like animals because that’s just weird if an animal doesn’t like you then you must be a bad person you know.

Powers:

Technopathy -

Julian is an extremely gifted technopath who has the ability to communicate and manipulate all forms of technology by touch, this includes hacking, restoring information and deleting information, and is applied in these ways specifically for him;

Cyberworld Lordship -

In neutral cyberspace Julian has the ability to control parts of its rules and boundaries. It allows him to defy things that would otherwise limit him in the real world. In a nutshell in Cyberspace Julian has a temporary increase in strength, nothing extreme like picking up buildings and cars.

Think of it this way if Julian is already at Peak Human in the real world, able to throw a good body blows, then he’s only a few times stronger than that. Able to may catch a punch, react a little faster, and hit a little harder. And a temporary increase in speed. Again nothing too ridiculous, if Julian can run a mile in say the average time a 17 year old should at near 5 minutes, then he can now run that mile at 3 minutes.

Gains temporary cyberspace regeneration. If injured in the real world his wounds will not appear in cyberspace. However, when he returns back to the real world he will still have all of his previous wounds. All though he technically heals his wounds from the real world in cyberspace, once brought back into the real world he’ll still be bleeding.

Downloading/Uploading; He can travel from computer to computer through cyberspace and its how he gets around. The ability is downloading or uploading himself depending on the situation. And he can transfer an individual into the cyberspace, but he has to physically touch them to do so. This technically can apply to object as well.

He is not invincible though in the cyberspace world. Technically someone with the skills with computers could essentially boot him out of the computer, he’s vulnerable to security software that fight off malware viruses when they are alerted to his presence, he can still technically die in the virtual world just as he could in the real world.

History:

Life is shit. You get born into this world and if you’re lucky you get cool parents. You know ones who understand being a parent means to be a mentor, a role model of behavior, someone to guide you to adulthood. If you’re unlucky you’re born into this world with parents who believe being a parent is the ultimate authority.

Do as I say, but don’t behave the way I behave. Obedience always. You know shit. Grounded if you get a C on your report card. But then there is no motivation to work better when they tell you things like you’re an idiot or that you’ll get nowhere in life.

Teachers aren’t better either. Lucky kids get a teacher who cares about them. Sees real potential in them. But only if they are the weak kids. The ones who get bullied. The ones who cling to them like a wounded child. Not that bullying is okay. But if you’re a ghost, not bullied, no friends, but have no real relationship with anyone for reasons, or you know you goof off a little you’ll never have potential like Debbie Downer.

So, what do you do when you’re tired of walking into a room and people give you this passing look? Like, oh, he’s dressed in all black, spikes, and studs he must just be one of those kids. What do you do when you walk into computer lab and all those kids who have real potential just look at you like you have to be crazy?

The only “people” who got me were Whisper and Echo my dogs, Cesar and George, my cats and my computer. Ever since I was a kid I always believed I had a connection to technology. The TV white noise would react strangely around me. I could feel a draw of energy between me and technology. I didn’t say anything because of course the adults would just shove me aside, you know storytelling. All the teachers had an impression of me that I was some weirdo.

It wasn’t like I did anything bad in school. Not really. I didn’t bully any of the other kids. That’s just messed. I didn’t make friends well though. I didn’t engage in class enough. Maybe they should have included me more. I use to raise my hand when I was younger, but when I was ignored by the teachers too many times I stopped caring.

I think maybe when I was really young, I don’t remember, I told my teacher about the computer. They pushed me aside. Like what I thought, what I felt, didn’t matter. Even if it weren’t the truth, even if it were turned out to be part of that crazy kid imagination, they really killed it.

It was, what only two years ago I started to redraw. I started to see if there were maybe something I could do. To change myself. I am not really sure what that even means. I am still not even sure if I have accomplished that. I am not even really sure when I’ll notice a change.

Two years ago I learned that I could do things with technology. My touch with them had always felt deeply bonding. But I began to realize I could do other things. That doesn’t really matter, right. You want the juicy bit. Why I am a criminal?

Because a year ago I was an idiot, I forgot to change my IP. I did something totally boss. I hacked into the Local Police Department and left them a message; Wake Up. Yeah that was me. Did the adults think it was boss? No. Did anyone think I was a hero? No. But it doesn’t matter. It was the beginning you know of something I can do. Something that I can do to change me. Change my circumstance.

Theme Song:

Gender: Male

Age: 18





There’s something about Endra that doesn’t quite add up. Even if he were disguised, he wasn’t disguised very well. His dress sense and his choice of vocabulary gives him a dead giveaway sometimes that he’s not from around here. Or from anywhere really.

It’s hard to pinpoint exactly where Endra comes from, his disguise oddities end up aiding him in the confusion. When Endra is not heroeing or cleaning up residual energy of magic, he’s an eighteen year old who likes coffee and criticizing Tranquil city.

With shoulder length, raven colored hair, his choice of ordinary clothing tends to be very Bohemian, though very loosely in that sense some people point out. It’s more exotic and he almost looks like he’s trying to compete with a completely different era of fashion.

Some compare his look to that of a previous generation Boy George, especially that Chameleon music video. With a long sweater coat, odd colored pants often with stripes, and a ton of accessories that are not needed. Flowy tops, flowy scarves, clanging bracelets. People might get the wrong impression of Endra sometimes because of it.

Blue irises, there’s something not right about them, like perhaps they are eye contacts and actually he’s not that tall. At 5’5”, 165cms, and 115lbs, 52kg, he’s not exactly intimidatingly tall, but it’s all in his wolfish stare that makes him look like perhaps he’s trying to hunt you down. Or at least daydreaming about the many ways he could curse and hex you.

“There’s so much questionable about your attire right now,”

“There is so much questionable about the world you live in, like Eggplant Emoji, and-” makes a disgusted looking face “-what you wear makes me entirely vomit in my mouth. The lack of actual style in your culture is a pity and a shame.”

You could easily peg Endra from England, his heavy accent would suggestion such a thing. Though there are ways he pronounces words that make his accent sound much younger than that. Younger as in perhaps the earlier usages of English. Though he’s been told to just say Yes, when someone ask if he’s from England advice from his Mother. The tone of his voice is light and quite pleasant to listen to. If only he used his voice for positive reasons, most of the time what you’ll hear out of the melody like voice is insults or complaints.

He walks with a gait that is fluent and elegant, which also probably throws people off. As they aren’t quite use to prince like mannerisms in this day and age.

Uniform -

Endra may manifest his robes with magic. A black cloak with feathers at the shoulder, a blue brooch that sparkles with magic. He takes out his contacts to reveal his red eyes that he keeps disguised. His raven black hair is longer than what it was before, but he looks a lot more like the Dark Arts partition of Obscuria now than he did before.

Personality:

Endra doesn’t really give off the right impressions sometimes. He often comes off like a spoiled brat, as his favorite pastime is to criticize or complain about things. Though those who know Endra’s circumstance begin to understand why he does so.

While he comes off quite collected, in control of his emotions, without any outburst he can be quite homesick sometimes. He has to learn a new culture, a new way of life, and complaining about this new life makes him stave off the isolation he feels sometimes. The isolation of not understanding why things are done the way they are done.

Endra still tries his utmost to be polite and respectful, he doesn’t insult others, unless he cannot takes them seriously at all. An idiot should recognize they are an idiot and probably stop trying to impress others who can already tell his intelligence is a facade to shallowness. About shallowness sometimes Endra’s own flamboyance comes off as pretty boy shallowness.

Though Endra is use to a certain way of life, his sophistication and etiquette comes off in our time as flamboyant, metrosexual vanity. While where he comes from that’s the signature of a gentleman chivalry. Endra’s dress up isn’t because he wants to be the most notable, pretty boy of the turn of the century. Endra’s dress up is an important essential key to his expression of his culture. Part of his culture is his identity.

With that said Endra has positive qualities about him, he’s not a hard headed loner as some would think. He does work well in a team and in his home Obscuria he would have been praised for his strategic and tactical thinking. He’s good at assessing a groups weaknesses and strengths, being able to work them together into a cohesive plan. Not that Endra is a stickler on plans, but if need be a play it by ear approach isn’t working Endra can work in plans.

He ironically can be selfless, taking a blow or deflecting a blow for an ally. And he’s fiercely loyal despite his flippant behavior that may make it seem like he wouldn’t be. He’s honest and that’s all people can really ask from him, is honesty, loyalty, and selfness.

Though there are times when Endra can be self righteous. Though his most notable negative is probably his crueler nature. Endra can be malicious at times against his enemies. Being taught in Obscuria he doesn’t see the world as save a life for the greater good. He’s not privy to the obileration of some enemies deeming them unfit for rehabilitation. Still he’s not a villain and wished people could see the good even in the dark of magic.

He has very adult taste some would say, he likes coffee which what eighteen year old actually likes coffee, he likes to read old books, he likes to go out and discover, research, study, and so and so forth. What he dislikes is children, childish antics, loud for the sake of loud, people who do not know what they are saying, dumb people pretending to be smart, people who lie to gain an advantage, this list could go on forever so we’ll cut it off there. Also apparently he goes off on tangents.
Powers:

To some the term Mage and Warlock died out in our tales of Arthur and Swords in Stones. Morgan Le Fays and Merlins all stories of the past. Though Endra defies this stories being a Warlock himself, from a world not too different from our own though with its own evolutionary branch and way of life. A Warlock must begin first with these key components to their craft;

Familiar -

A familiar is a being that ties itself to a Master. That Master, genuinely a Warlock or Witch, shares a tie and bond with their familiar. A Warlock or Witch may be able to see through the eyes of their familiar, may be able to communicate with them telepathically, and the familiar will only die if their Master dies. A Familiar acts as a guardian toward their Master, protecting them from harm, and making sure if they are harmed to get help to save their Master.

Few stories tell tales of Familiar’s being banished to other planes. Though that rarely happens and requires a very high level forbidden spell.

Endra’s Familiar is Bentley

A wolf, about the height of a 6ft human, from the Planes of Tierria. This is no common wolf, in fact Bentley is known as the Sinners Wolf. With talon like paws, a wolf skull for a face, a man of fear that ends at the beginning of its spine and begins again at its tail. A dark aura surrounds it and those that get the chance to meet such a beast say it smells like death. It’s aura is said to make those that stand next to it, that have not tamed it, apprehensive and anxious with fear.

Bentley’s Abilities are as followed;

Natural attacks, like biting, and slashing with his claws. And the Sinners Wolf is a species with a special defense mechanism called

Noxious Breath - The Sinners wolf can emmitt a foul stench from their mouth that is said to be the equivalent of both gas fumes, and rotting, decaying flesh. Those who smell it finds themselves woozy from the after effects. Some who are much closer to the wolf, about a few feet from it, tend to faint from how awful the breath smells.

Grimoire -

All spells a Warlock cast come from this very book. Any spell they craft or learn is automatically catalogued into this book. Anyone who tries to use the Grimoire for their own purposes will end seeing blank pages, as the book is meant for only the eyes of the Warlock. There are very few spells a Warlock can cast not from their book, but most are bound by their book.

The types of Spells a Warlock has in his book are based on their practices. Few Warlocks are powerful enough to have spells that they are not trained in. Endra is considered a Conjurer and his spells are about summoning Demons from other planes. All though be wary not all Conjurers summon Demons, some summon animals, other spirits, fairies, corpses, etc.
Spells are not easy to cast, good magic users recognize the use in weaker spells to assess an enemies weakness. The weaker a spell is the easier it is to cast multiple spells. Though casting takes stamina, too many spells casted at one time exhaust the user.

There are four types of spells. Beginner, Intermediate, Expert, and Master. Though Endra can only pull from the Beginner spell list with mastery, some from his intermediate spells he’s currently training in with moderate understanding. Expert and Master spells are currently out of Endra’s current practice.

Current Max Summon Level - 3 Summons can be active at a time

Endra’s Spells -



Demonic Lineage -

There are reasons why Endra can summon demons more feasible than other Conjurers. And it is simply the perks of his demonic lineage. It barely gives him much, other than making fickle demons think twice about harming him for fear of angering his demonic parent who is quite powerful. It also means Endra can take more abuse than a regular human, though not by much, it’s not like he can’t feel pain or anything like that.

It allows Endra to be more aware of magic and energy in the air, as well as read it, and see its lingering effects. Which he can dispel these after effects.

Either way though Endra still takes damage, his bones can be broken and he can die. He doesn’t have super strength or super speed. For the most part everything about him would be at Peak Human condition with little effort. He just has more magic than most of his own Kind and humans. That still doesn’t mean he won’t feel the effects of his spells, he often does, with daily drowsiness that he has to stave off.

History:

There is a place that exist next to this plane of existence, it is known as Obscuria. It is a pocket dimension created by powerful Magisters ,who feared for the destruction of magic, that protected magic users safe from their existence being annihilated.

All though the reality is not near as peaceful as the history makes it seem. Obscuria was a pocket dimension created by practitioners of dark arts to practice their demonic and dark practices without interference from White Magic Magisters or Paladins hired by the Church.

In time Obscuria grew to what it is today. Invisible from our eyes is a world of magical inventions and a society run by magic. Covered in thick, labyrinth like woods, with manners of beast protecting the gates of Obscuria from any passerbys.

There is a society in the pocket dimension divided by its purpose. While cities built by magic, constructs, ruled by feuding Dark Overlords. There is also pagan society living in the woods as ancestors had lived before they became powerful enough to make machines with magic, walls with magic, enslave the very dark beast they had sworn to protect in this pocket dimension.

There are still cities in these woods, more like small, woodland villages, run based on the communities wants and desires rather than obedience of Dark Overlords seeking to become liches. Dark arts can be used in the same ways white magic can. It is all the intention and purpose of the caster itself.

Endra was born into a small city, obscured by the woods, and not bound by the laws the more elaborate cities lived under.

Evidently Endra never knew his father the Tralrog. Though it was this demonic lineage that both had some in the village garnering for a new hope, perhaps the Dark Overlords that threatened the woods and the smaller villages would be wary with a child of Tralrog. Others saw it as a risk that should have never been taken.

Endra’s birth was marked by a fertility ritual that has been practiced for thousands of years within his society, this ritual is meant for a woman to take the burden of fertility’s negativity upon herself and to bring a demonic child in the world that acts as an anchor to both planes. The Widow Maiden is a chosen woman, said to harbor a nest of despair in her womb, dark and powerful enough to hold onto a demonic child until birth.

While the child born is said to be the anchor of both the demonic plane and the human one. This anchor keeps demons from slipping into the planes they are unwanted and chains them to the demonic child when they slip into the human plane.

Or that is what is said and believed to be true. A Widow Maiden will have no other child than the demonic child she was impregnated with the seed of a powerful demon summoned in this ritual, she for the rest of her life will remain infertile. It is said she carries the other burdens of childbirth onto her, if a woman falls pregnant in the village, the Widow Maiden will fall pregnant with her, only to miscarry for the other woman’s baby to be healthy and strong.

Endra didn’t really know his mother much either. She had other duties in the city that kept her away from home. Though most kids were all care for under the watchful eye of the Elder Mothers. The eldest woman of the city villages took care of the children and many of the children played while learning magic together.

That’s probably where this story gets boring because most of Endra’s life in Obscuria was learning magic with his peers. Learning to control magic. What type of magical called to him. What type of magic the children would then focus on.
He was thirteen when he was considered for his familiar, as all kids in the village are. Most kids are sent out to capture their own familiar. Though some kids would have considered Endra spoiled in that fact when one day a Sin Wolf puppy was thrust into his hands. He was outright told this was his familiar. It wasn’t some special bond after days trying to tame the beast like the way it was portrayed. It was simple given to him and chosen for him.

Later he discovered it was a gift from Tralrog. It was rare for Tralrog to care about his children. Though Tralrog has never sired many children. And care might not have been the right word. Tralrog was known to manipulate or butter his children up with gifts, call them to his plane and then devour them. Though knowing this fact probably is what saved Endra from being eaten by his own father.

Tralrog was an agent of chaos, said to destroy dimensions. For that he was feared and considered too chaotic to be used in any kind of ritual. Though it was quickly a responsibility of the Eldest Mothers to tell Endra all these things in order to keep him alive and not fall prey to his father’s tricks.

At seventeen children who are shown to have promise are chosen to prove themselves. This rite is a bit like a pilgrimage. And the children are expected to find and bring knowledge back to the village. It’s not quite clear when a child’s pilgrimage is over, but they often come back as adults with something to bring that advances the villages understanding of the world.

This is how Endra came to Tranquil City. He’s been slowly working in the shadows, purifying pieces of magic left lingering in the city. This magical pollution can often be the sources of unknownable ailments like a sudden cough or sudden lightheadedness.