Name: Nina Lilian

Race: Human

Age: 28

Sex: Female

Appearance:

Standing at about 5'5" Nina is about average height for a grown woman and has a rather slight build, largely because staying agile is what keeps her alive. Her long brown hair has a natural bit of curl to it however she typically wears it up in a high ponytail while on the road, she's a firm believer in keeping it out of her way. Her peachy complexion tans rather well, saving her from many a sunburn, but does not do much to hide her deep blushes and generally ruddy cheeks. Her skin is largely free of scars but interestingly enough she does have a few tattoos made with 'shimmer ink' which is basically enchanted to, well, shimmer once embedded in the skin. Since taking up traveling she wears a hodgepodge collection of leather armor to provide a bit of protection while letting her remain more agile. These pieces range in quality from the custom made chest piece to the bracers she found in the 'bargain bin' a few towns back, she tries not to think about how they got there. Under the armor she wears a lot of black fitted sweaters and brown traveler's pants, nothing fancy or particularly flashy. She's typically also wearing a travelers cloak as she will be the first to tell you, they can be very useful.

Backstory:
Nina's story starts with her parents, former guild members, and while Nina plays it down they were both pretty well known back their day. On top of that they both had a bit of magic in them, her father was notably good at enchantments. Nina reasonably inherited some of that, nothing particularly amazing or strong but she was magically gifted all the same. Beyond that Nina will be the first to tell you she doesn't take much after them.
As a child Nina spent a lot of time in the training studio her parents ran. It was during this time in her life that her own particular affinity for magic became apparent, she would take to making little light shows of shimmering lights for her parent's students. Simple flashy magic. Her parents assumed it was just evidence that she could grow to be a great battle-mage or something along those lines but as she grew Nina could barely learn to cast the most basic summoning spells, elemental spells were much the same. Eventualy with the help of some mages in town Nina was able to pursue the one thing she was good at, light and illusion spells.
While this could have led her life in a lot of different directions she found her trade in Gabir's budding entertainment industry, working her 'light' magic abilities for festivals, guild entertainment and more. While this did dissapoint her parents who hoped she would follow in their footsteps or go to a prestigious mage college, itfelt like her calling. As time went on she became better and better, went from being the light show for a singer or musician to entertaining audiences on her own. In her late teens she joined a traveling band of musicians and artisans to see the world. Little did she know she would largely be seeing run down taverns and backwater villages. After several years of this Nina got further and further away from home and it became harder and harder to leave. That was until one day she met a dog in a bar, Takahiro, an older honor bound warrior. After using a little illusion magic to hide him from an ambush he vowed on his life to protect her. Which some how led to him spending hours trying to convince her to 'pick up the sword' and live a life of 'honor.' Eventually after getting a headache from all his barking she agreed and at 26, which most will tell you is a little late in the game, she became an adventurer. Life was good and she was retooling her skills for 'battle' until a few months ago when she and Takahiro got separated on a job, unable to find him again and not even sure that he was still alive she took to wandering a little aimlessly, picking up odd jobs and spending too much money on booze.

Personality:
Nina is a pretty laid back person or at least she likes to seem that way. She has always been deeply compassionate and empathetic, if there is a way to walk away without anyone getting hurt, even if its not really the right thing to do that is what she generally prefers. She's fairly wise beyond her years, from her experience and naturally insightful mind. She can often recognize when there is no chance for negotiation as she's come to learn from adventuring there rarely is. Nina doesn't posses much of a temper herself, after working in show business you get used to all kinds of crazy people and getting angry at them does nothing but make it harder for 'the show to go on.' She's quite naturally a protector and takes a lot of responsibility for the well being of her team mates or partners, as such the loss Takahiro has been weighing very heavily on her. Since that particular incident she's given in to a lot of self doubt and self criticism, causing a much more cynical shift in her personality.

Skills:
Lighting: No matter where or how dark, Nina can provide illumination with a simple mage light. She can vary this in intensity and color as well as make multiple lights.
Light Show: What Nina used to be known for, beautiful displays of light in vibrant colors, shapes, and arrays. Known to be quite captivating, pairs well with music. She can also tell a few folklore stories by using her light to create simple figures resembling heroes and monsters from the myths and legends.
Discerning Eye: Having worked extensively with illusion and light magic she has some ability to see through illusion spells and other forms of magical disguise.
Budding Acrobat: Due to traveling with various performing artists she eventually learned a little bit about acrobatics. In the years after leaving the group shes been learning to apply that in a more practical sense, which largely makes her a pretty good climber.

Moves:
Blinding Light: Pretty straight forward, extremely bright light that can temporarily blind anyone who looks at it. She currently has no way to keep it from effecting friend and foe.
Illusionary Appearance: Nina can appear to shape shift into just about any creature or person she has seen before, this only lasts for a short period of time. This is not actual shape shifting and is merely an illusion spell.
Invisible Shot: With some focus Nina can make just about any singular projectile 'invisible.' This serves to make things that would otherwise be very noticeable or easy to block more effective
Light absorption: She can dim the light in small area around her, works best on artificial light.
Hard Light: She can take advantage of the particle property of light to solidify it, currently she can only make projectiles (I.E. arrows or bullets) however she has no way to shoot them without a weapon. This is one of her most tiring techniques and she must study weapon in depth to be able to make ammunition for it. She can currently make arrows that work for most bows, however if a bow is significantly customized in any way this will likely not work. Hard light and invisible shot can not be stacked.

Inventory:
-2 Daggers: a gift from Takahiro that she has no real ability to use, essentially for show.
-Travelers Pack: Nina always has a pack with all the necessities that an adventurer should have, as dictated by Takahiro. Consisting of a bedroll, a basic change of clothes, water canteen, a simple first aid kit, a few rations of non-perishable food, a coin purse, and most importantly dog treats.
-A Small Bag of Crystals: Nina has noticed that certain more translucent crystals and gemstones can amplify her powers and provide more dazzling effects but she hasn't really investigated much into it.

Theme song: Stardust

Misc: Currently N/A

**Optional**
Relationship sheet: Currently N/A

Name:
Aldrin Liess

Race:
Human

Sex:
Male

Appearance:
Aldrin is a young man of small and thin build, and inherited the same pale skin and fluffy blond hair of his mother. His eyes, on the other hand, share the same bright blue color of his father's. Aldrin's clothing is typically simple - a shirt, vest, pants, and a pair of boots suited to living outside - with the most color part of his outfit being a blue bandanna that once belonged to his mother, which he now wears tied around his neck. On occasion, however, Aldrin tries different sorts of clothing when he has the opportunity to sew something together.

Backstory:
Years ago, Aldrin's mother had been a great magician who served a noble family and lived a lavish life. However, she fell in love with a young man from a family that was hated by the nobles she served due to a long-standing blood feud. She and the young man both fled from the respective families to be together, sacrificing all of their wealth and standing in the process and disappeared to a simple life in the wilderness far away. When Aldrin was born, his parents cared for him very much and raised him to be a proper young man even despite living in a small cabin so far from larger civilizations. Aldrin's mother told him many stories, and was especially fond of the legend of the three moons, fully believing there to be truth to the legend. Soon, she taught Aldrin more than just stories, as Aldrin took an interest in his mother's spellcasting talents and studied the craft with her help.

Tragedy struck, however, as the same family that Aldrin's father had run away from found the family and their home. When Aldrin's father had abandoned the noble family for the love of an enemy magician, it had shamed the nobles greatly and dealt a heavy blow to their social standing. One of the eldest siblings of Aldrin's father had never forgiven this and had set out to find and kill him and the magician woman he'd fled with in retaliation. Aldrin's parents managed to slip Aldrin out of their home and told him to escape, as the noble family had never known that a child had been born between the two, and so Aldrin was forced to run from his home while his parents were captured and executed.

With nowhere else to turn, Aldrin was heartbroken at the loss of his parents and uncertain of what to do next. To take revenge against the nobles who had done this to him was out of the question, as even if he had been raised to have a mindset for such a thing, he knew well that he could never accomplish such a task with his meager magical skills. Yet to simply find a new home and go on living a new life as if nothing had happened was a painful thought to him. It was then that Aldrin remembered the stories his mother had told him, the legend of the three moons, and how his mother had insisted that there must be a truth to the story. Having lost everything else in his life, Aldrin committed himself to finding a way to uncover the truth of the moons.

Personality:
Aldrin was raised to be polite and have proper manners, though he lacks experience in actually utilizing those manners in front of other people on account of living with only his parents for so long, and tends to be fairly jumpy and nervous around new people. Despite this, he's a strong-willed and determined young man with kind-hearted tendencies, always willing to put the needs of others before his own. Often, though, he becomes too fixated on helping other people and neglects his own feelings and needs, partly out of natural habit and partly to stop himself from thinking too much about the pain he feels from losing his family.

Aldrin's parents were kind people who emphasized the importance of doing the right thing, and that has always stuck with Aldrin. He frequently holds himself to high standards and tries to ensure he never does anything wrong unless it's truly necessary for the sake of someone else, and tends to unintentionally hold other people to that same ideal.

Skills:
Magical talent isn't the only thing Aldrin has learned throughout his young life. He did, after all, live in a small home in the wilderness from birth, and as such understands techniques for tracking creatures and setting simple hunting traps. Such things have, in the past, only been used for finding food, but Aldrin has been learning as of late that those skills may someday come in handy in other situations. Similarly, Aldrin knows first aid treatments for injuries, and has general knowledge of plant and animal life.

Outside of knowledge of the natural world, Aldrin also has his own hobbies. He's skilled at sewing and patching up torn fabric and clothing, and dabbles in creating custom clothing when he has the time and materials to do so.

Moves:
Fireball (Lv. 1 Spell) - A staple spell for a magician, Aldrin is able to conjure and throw a small flame which expands and bursts into a much larger flame on impact! Great for handling groups of enemies, but potentially risky and dangerous in an enclosed space or when people who shouldn't be burned are present.

Dozing (Lv. 1 Spell) - Aldrin can cause one creature to fall asleep through the power of magic. Requires his focus to maintain, however, so he can only keep one target asleep at a time. Naturally is also ineffective on creatures that do not sleep.

Disguise (Lv. 1 Spell) - Aldrin can magically alter the appearance of one person, causing them to look like someone else. It's purely a cosmetic change and does not alter any actual abilities of the effected person. The spell lasts for roughly an hour.

Frost Lance (Lv. 1 spell) - Aldrin can conjure and throw a sharp slab of ice the size of a large knife and throw it at a creature as a weapon. Not the strongest of offensive spells, but still useful for self-defense.

Shield (Lv. 1 spell) - An important spell for defense, Aldrin conjures a magic shield of energy which hovers near himself, making it harder for attackers to land a successful hit. As the spell requires intense focus to keep the shield's form, Aldrin has to end the spell before using any other magic.

Inventory:
Aldrin was able to take very few things with him when he was forced to flee from his home. Aside from the clothes on his back, all he had left were the spellbook he was using to write notes on the spells he has studied thus far, and a knife. He has no formal training with the latter, but it's always important to have a backup when magic fails to solve the problem.

Theme song:
Life or Death Struggle to Seize the Future

Misc:
Having been forced to leave his home at a young age, Aldrin is 15 years old.
Aldrin absolutely cannot stand spicy foods.
His favorite color is purple.

Name: Ryder
Race: Horned human? (he doesn't know.)
Sex: Male
Appearance: As image. In his late teens.
Backstory:
Abandoned on a doorstep as a baby, Ryder does not know much of his true heritage. He has had an affinity for magic and monsters for as long as he can remember. He is not sure if his horns are part of his biology or simply a side effect of his magic. Either way they have always caused him to be treated different. Of all the races he could be he is neither one nor the other. Despite his adopted parents trying their best to look after an unexpected child, the world remained cruel to Ryder.
Motivation? Well that's easy. He has a deep seeded desire to obtain knowledge and will do what ever it takes, use what ever he can, step over who ever he has to, to find and uncover the secrets of magic.
Personality: Quiet, calculative, serious, short tempered, arrogant and selfish.
Skills: While physically capable, he is nothing extraordinary. He fights with calculated technique and every deceptive advantage possible. Knowledge is power. He has a good grasp off written history and knows many languages.
Abilities:
Lvl 2

Lvl 1

• Beasts within (spell)
  
  _{Ryder believes that everyone has a darkness within them and this spell brings it out, making a monster out of a man. It works on creatures too. Bolstering their physical abilities to their peak while diminishing their ability to reason and think.}
• Commune with the wild(ability)
  
  _{As in the name, this ability allows Ryder to understand and give simple directions to a wild animals on the level as though it were a pet. At this point it's just a basic primal understanding of one another.}
• Copy cat (spell)
  
  _{By touching, being struck by, or generally becoming familiar with a creatures unique physicality/ability Ryder can replicate it to a degree. This is a high drain on his mana as he is forcing his body to do or be something different.}
• Efficient healer (passive)
  
  _{Never look a gift horse in the mouth. Ryder doesn't know why but his blood heals up all small scrapes and bruises pretty darn quickly. He has also learnt it can help heal others too.}
• Summon Familiar: (spell)
  _{By far his most favourite and used spell. It kept him company when no one else would. To create a small creature out of nothingness and share a unique and powerful connection with it.}

Inventory: Growing up in a life of poverty, Ryder has never really had much except for his magic and a thirst for knowledge. Right now he is carrying around nothing more than his simple clothes, a mostly empty coin pouch and an old rusted pocket knife that was used to pin a letter to the door he was left at.
Theme song:
Misc:

**Optional**
Relationship sheet:

Name: Veal of the Right Eye

Race: Aryuk

Sex: Female

Appearance:


She is about 5'5" in height, and weighs about 160 lbs. She has no favorites when it comes to clothing, and her face is a lot more expressive than one would think.

Backstory: "Veal" is not her true name. Her real name can only be spoken by those with the ability to speak with avians. She is a part of the race that resides in the ancient remains of a Roc. Remains that are so ancient, in fact, that they have become an inhabitable mountain near the Vespa Valley. Veal in particular hails from the Roc’s right Eye, where she grew up learning from her culture. She placed cooking, dancing, and witchcraft above hunting and martial arts, resulting in a somewhat weaker build in comparison to others of her kind.

There was but a single day that inspired her to travel away from her home. She was invited to help with an attack on a large traveling group, consisting mostly of Chitonians. They made the mistake of being seen. She was to assist with summoning magic to bring chaos upon them as the stronger summoners prepared their own spell. She had them distracted with Squirrel shades moving about and onto and whatnot, but what had followed had amazed her, the combined power of the summoners had brought forth an entire claw which picked up the ground they were on and dropped it from the sky. It was beautiful.

After the survivors had been finished off by their warriors, Veal’s curiosity led her to search their belongings. Within them she had found books covering various areas of study. She spent days reading those books, only separating from them to perform her duties and chores. There was so much that made sense to her, so much that she didn’t know...and she loved it! She grew a hunger for knowledge beyond her people’s...so she decided to find it on her own.

As one would expect, her people were not fond of that. It wasn’t unheard of for some to aleave to travel the world, but it was highly discouraged. Aside from that, those who wanted to do so had to earn the right. They had to pass a trial that could even end in death. Veal was to leap off a cliff from one of the highest points in the mountain, and return to the ground without being harmed. Sounds easy for birds? There’s a catch, in order to see if one truly had the skill to survive beyond their land, they were not allowed to use their wings. So it was that Veal’s wings were bound when they reached the cliff. With great faith and jubilation, Veal leapt.

Trials usually had many reasons for being suffered. The initial reason was known to all, but there were often secondary effects. As Veal plummeted to the ground, she could feel the rush filling her body. The power...she almost passed out as the colors began to fill her vision. She found herself being brought to the ground by a manifestation of the Roc’s claw. It was huge. It was gentle as it brought her back...It was calming...

She was allowed to pursue whatever she wished within or outside of her home. For knowledge, adventure, or even personal pleasure. She was free to seek out anything she desired...

Personality: Veal is playful to a concerning extent. Though she takes certain situations seriously, she would be the kind of person that would talk and laugh when being physically harmed. Despite being an adult, she can be very immature, and tends to make attempts to weird or creep others out. She also loves to cook all kinds of stews, soups, and cooked meat, and often dances to a song in her thoughts as she makes a meal.
She, like many of her people, treats the even the sight of the ancient Roc with enough respect to offer a prayer out loud. Unlike her people, she doesn’t have a strong hunger or animosity for Chitonians. She wouldn’t hesitate killing any of them, but she just can’t seem to find s way to make them taste good.
Some would say that she’s just another hyperactive or easily-excitable child in the form of an adult, only waiting for the next entertaining thing to come to pass...But every now and then, she looks up at the sky, at her surroundings, and listens to that calming breeze. And she feels everything she needs to. Everything that the world will give...

Skills:

- Cooking: A lover of food, especially meat, Veal has learned to cook in various ways, and is quick to learn other ways of preparing and cooking.

- Researching: Infinitely Curious about the history and culture of others,

- Flying: Despite her size, Veal can fly as easily as any other bird, as long as her wings are intact.

- Natural Weapons: Being a large, anthropomorphic bird has its advantages. Such as natural weapons in their talons and claws and even beaks.

- Carry: She may not be the strongest, but she is able to perform one of her kinds' traditional tactics - Carrying another creature dropping them from a height. It helps to carry others across this and that, but its original purpose was to carry prey up into the sky, and drop them from a height that would only end with the prey's death. She can't do that with beings bigger than her or even around her height, but most smaller beings are light enough for her to carry.

Abilities:

- Summon Roc's Talon: All magic-users of her kind attempt to materialize the visage of their home when it was once young and very much alive. She is able to summon a physical copy of a single talon from the Roc to strike and claw at her enemies within a moment. It may not sound that bad, but as a whole the Roc was the size of a small mountain in its youthful days. A talon is much larger than any individual of Veal’s own size.

- Healing Breeze: Using her wings and magic, Veal can manipulate a small breeze to prolong the lives of herself or others, allowing the power of the wind to brush away some injuries/wounds.

- Witch Shot: Using the strange witch gun, a spiritual shot is released at a target. Though its original form is lethal, this version is meant to hinder, rather than kill. It gives similar effects of making the target feel weak in the joints and feverish, but this is only temporary, and will not result in death.

- Summon Squirrel Squad: Perhaps squirrels seem too harmless to the normal person, but they truly are dangerous. These 8 shades of the little rodents go and attack targets with hit and run tactics, biting off small chunks of flesh or armor wherever they can. Focusing on one target may even result in a violent, bloody, and quick death. They can also be used as distraction.

- Summon Lesser Lightning Elemental: A floating bunch of sentient electricity. This one is a lesser version, but effective enough. It cannot let out its own electricity without releasing its own existence, so it must charge and latch onto targets to shock and fry them.

Inventory: Witch Gun, traveler cooking kit, pack of Home-made Beef Jerky, Personal Diary, writing item.

Theme song:

Misc: Veal picked her name based off her favorite kind of food.

**Optional**
Relationship sheet: (None yet!)