Nicknames: Temi
Race: Half human half moon elf
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Appearance: Artemis is short for her age and has silky dark long hair that reaches her lower back. Her face is pale with long elvish ears that bear two striking azure eyes. Although she is half human, she looks almost entirely like a moon elf. Her physique is feminine with built with a bit of lean muscle. She dresses practically and well.

Personality: Although when she was much younger she was the definition of sunshine, after some unfortunate events she has lost a lot of her light. Now Artemis has a logical left brained personality. Her thoughts are linear and she hates having too many uncertain variables. She’s blunt, straight to the point and isn’t afraid to speak her mind. She’s aware of her skills and doesn’t like beating around the bush. Many people feel intimidated by her outward personality but she’s actually extremely selfless when it comes to protecting comrades and friends. Artemis relies too much and on herself and doesn’t use other’s help often. She doesn’t want to bother them after all. Surprisingly though, the girl does have a somewhat comedic side, though it’s usually just rude sarcasm and dark humour. Artemis also has a giant soft spot for food and her pet cat Boundie that she absolutely adores.

Biography: Artemis’ mother, Elyore, was a relative of the royals in the moon elf society and she excelled in divination. Elyore devoted her life to learning about the world around her and has written many well regarded books about beasts, magic and artifice. She has contributed wonders to the knowledge of their world and had made quite a name for herself. One day, she disappeared from the headlights and settled down with a human named Bandor in a small monster prone town. Bandor was a hunter that took down the dangerous monsters that would occasionally come from the dense forest next to the town. He practiced Conjuration and would sometimes bound the more friendly beasts. Bandor and Elyore often went on trips to the dense forest to study the unique wildlife and elusive creatures. They were the only mages around so of course everyone came to them when they needed help with magic. In turn they were highly respected members of the town. When Elyore was expecting, many of the folk had high expectations that their child would go on to do amazing things.

Artemis’ early life was just like everyone else’s. She went to school, had lots of friends and played around a lot. The only difference was the fact that she had to study magic. She mainly focused on conjuration since she wanted to be just like her dad but sometimes dabbled in the art of earth evocation. One day, her parents let her go on one of their expeditions through the forest try to bound her first animal. After many many tries, she finally managed to bound a small black cat she named Boundie. The two are now inseparable. This time of her life was full of life and happiness and Artemis wouldn’t trade the world for ot. Sadly all good things come to an end.

Artemis’ mother had a clairvoyance fit about some sort of horrible misfortune the town would experience. Not long after, smoke started to rise from the forest and Artemis’ parents decided to check it out believing it had something to do with the vision. Turns out the smoke was a diversion to get the powerful duo out of the town. Rogue criminal mages attacked and raided the town. They destroyed everything in their path with absolutely no regard for the lives they were ruining. The town was completely vulnerable and many people, including people Artemis was close with died. All she could do was watch in terror as everything she knew crumbled around her. When she made eye contact with one the the attacker’s bloodshot eyes everything seemed to freeze. She squeezed her eyes shut to prepare for the inevitable but nothing happened. When she opened her eyes in confusion, she found out she was somewhere completely different. The next this she knew, she was passed out.

It turns out Artemis accidentally teleported away from the town from fear and a healer in a small neighboring human village took her in. Teleportation was a high class conjuration skill that causes great energy to be drawn from the user. Artemis was only a child so it took a massive toll on her body. Even with the healer’s animancy help, she was out for days. When she woke up the first thing she tried to do was to conjure everything she had bounded. Most of the things either didn’t come or were burned, all except of Boundie who had miraculously survived with minimal injuries. Words couldn’t explain how happy she was and she was pretty sure Boundie shared the same feelings. Although it was brief, the time she spent in the small village was nice and gave her plenty of time to think and mourn.

One day, moon elves arrived to pick her up. They delivered the news that her parents were found dead from assassination in the forest from presumably the raiders and that her godmother, Aunt Rei, would be taking her in. This absolutely destroyed her and Artemis felt like everything she loved but Boundie kept getting taken from her. It was at this moment that she knew she had to not to let anyone get close to her. She didn’t want to have to feel this again and she didn’t want to lose anyone important again.

Aunt Rei was a less than favourable caretaker. She would constantly say that Artemis had a great role to fill as Elyore’s predecessor and that she was expected to excel at everything magic and school related just like her mother. She gave her no time to do anything other than study and train. All the the unrealistic expectations that were thrown onto her at such a young age made Artemis feel like the only way to be worth something was to be the best. She seriously devoted her time into perfecting her skill and rarely got to commute with others her age. As her social skills dwindled she excelled at earth evocation and especially conjuration magic. Not a lot of things made her happy anymore, only her cat Boundie and the warm feelings of her early childhood.

Artemis aspires to leave the moon elves and join the guild of Alisjan.

Affinities: Primarily conjuration. Secondarily earth evocation.
Craft: Artemis uses a few artifice objects. She always wears a crescent on her head that shapeshifts into a bow. Her cat Boundie wears special lenses that allow Artemis to see using his eyes.

Magic:Conjuration: Artemis bounds almost everything she owns for the rare chance she’d need it. She often likes to bound plentiful and useless things like sticks to use as a distraction or feint attack. When using her bow, Artemis conjures arrows she has bounded that she can use as ammo. For the rare chance she misses a shot, she’ll conjure the same arrow again. She also conjures large objects or actual shields to block attacks. When goes in for closer attacks, a bow won’t do, so she conjures one of her close range weapons instead. Artemis also likes to get creative with her magic and uses conjuration to make traps. She can also do short range teleportation. During her time, Artemis has bounded a few valuable beasts that she uses in battle. She prefers to do this sparingly though because she hates to see them get hurt. Instead she mostly uses these beasts as mounts.
Evocation: Artemis specialises in earth evocation and uses this magic to get rid of obstacles (i.e. moving a boulder) or manoeuvring around. She also likes to make opponents trip by making the ground bumpy or sink by turning it to quicksand.

Skills: Artemis is greatly skilled at archery. She almost never misses a shot. One of her only hobbies is cooking. Though she doesn’t have much time to get really good at it, she still enjoys cooking thoroughly and loves food.
Other: /na

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Nicknames: Her friends call her Sylvie, many others call her “nutcase”
Race: Sun Elf
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Appearance: Sylvanna is 185cm tall (6’1”) and is of a slender and delicate build. Sylvanna is often compelled to maintain a high level of cleanliness and presentation when among polite company, however she is not entirely concerned with doing so unless she feels she must, and will otherwise let her standards slip until someone forces her to shape up. Likewise, her clothing is often tailored towards meeting social standards until she feels she does not need to, and then she’ll start wearing whatever she feels like at the time.

Personality: If someone was to make an exceptionally fallacious argument about what makes someone a “real” Sun Elf, then they would likely say Sylvanna is no true Sun Elf. She was born a noble lady, and she has some traits beaten into her that befit the image of a haughty, arrogant Sun Elf, but otherwise ill resembles any typical notions of Sun Elf culture. She is impatient and full of flights of fancy, tending to live by the day and indulge in momentary thrills rather than take a thoughtful, contemplative approach to life. She’s so notoriously flighty, many who know her consider her to be certifiably insane.

The problem lies in how brazen and outspoken her quest for diversion is. Among the polite and rigid upper class society of the day, the idea of someone making outlandish requests for people to do and say ridiculous things for someone’s entertainment is beyond offensive. An example would be the fact that Sylvanna has encouraged her suitors to fight among themselves for her affections. Even worse, she just tends to laugh and laugh at the unfortunate souls that get entangled in her whimsy. Those that refuse to indulge her will inspire a petulant tantrum befitting a child many years younger than Sylvanna. She will hop up and down and belt out her request over and over again until she either gets what she wants or loses interest.

Perhaps her sole redeeming factor is her tendency to favour those that indulge her. While it does mean that said person is likely to receive more outlandish requests, they may come to realise that Sylvanna is often more than happy to reciprocate. Even if someone hasn’t agreed to do anything for her, she might do what they ask if she finds it sufficiently entertaining, but she certainly won’t indulge those that refuse to indulge her. She is selfish and childish, but not beyond acts of altruism if they suit her.

Biography: Born a noble’s daughter, Sylvanna was a sheltered child, both from society and from her ever busy parents, who left her care up to the dispassionate servants of their household. One day her mother spent checking in on her, she took notice of how bored and depressed her child seemed. She decided that the solution was to hire people to keep her daughter entertained, and to that end she employed harlequins. She found some of the biggest professional entertainers in the land to come and keep their daughter smiling. Hence, Sylvanna became hooked on jests and jabs born from the minds of some of the greatest comics of the time.

The harlequins were particularly skilled at physical humour; pranks and pratfalls and the like. They tended to employ the other household servants in their mischief, who had no recourse but to endure every humiliation visited upon them. Sylvanna laughed heartily at all that occurred, but something neither her parents, the harlequins, nor the servants came to pass; Sylvanna began to think this type of nonsense was perfectly acceptable. After all, if the dour servants would not complain when pies were smooshed in their faces or the rugs pulled from underneath them, then why would anyone else? It was never explained properly to Sylvanna that some people behaved differently from others, nor that some people were not employed by her parents to care for her, and so she went on in life under that assumption.

The problem with this presented itself when she finally attended a proper school. At first, she found a few willing jokesters to act out her foolish requests, but eventually she found someone that had a problem with the idea of dumping a pot of grease over the headmaster’s office floor. She made an enormous stink with the child that refused her, and this was the first time her poor behaviour was brought to her parent’s attention. At this point, they shrugged it off. It was poor form for a noble Sun Elf to act like such a petulant child, but she was indeed a child, and they expected her to mature. That assumption proved decidedly false. Sylvanna remained a silly child consumed with getting a rise out of life. When she became old enough for talks of an arranged marriage to crop up, she began to encourage those that attempted to court her to humiliate themselves for her amusement. Her most notorious request was to have to very respectable Sun Elf scions brawl with each other in full view of the public. Unfortunately for the two of them, it did not encourage Sylvanna to take the question of marriage seriously, and unfortunately for her parents, her behaviour was beginning to stain their honour. They were developing a reputation for having an insane and unhinged daughter that encouraged misbehaviour wherever she went.

They finally decided to try and nip her behaviour in the bud personally. First they yelled at her, and that didn’t stick. Then they tried restricting her privileges, but she always found ways to cause trouble. In the end, they found the damage she was causing to their reputation far outweighed the benefits of keeping her around. They decided to send her away, choosing to send her to Alsijan because it was at least somewhat prestigious, and most of all very far away. They hoped she would be gone long enough for her to be forgotten in their social circles, expecting that she would never last at the school, but at least she wouldn’t be their problem for a time. For Sylvanna, the idea of getting to see an exotic new location seemed wonderful, and she blissfully ignorantly prepared for her “vacation”.

Affinities: Enchantment and Alteration
Craft: Infusion
Magic:
-Enchantment: When told that Enchantment was a favourite among the Sun Elves, and that her parents wanted her to learn it for the sake of tradition, Sylvanna couldn’t have cared less. It sounded stuffy and boring and she wanted to do something more fun. It wasn’t until later when she was told Enchantment could help her get people to do what she wanted that she took a keen interest in it. As of yet, her endeavours in Enchantment magic have been about as effective as stamping her feet for getting people to do what she wants, but she has learned a lot about keeping others from her mind to preserve her fun.
-Alteration: Her most favoured harlequins tended to use Alteration magic for some of their gags. The sight of someone morphing their own fingers into various puppets or weakening a man’s belt until his pants fell down inspired Sylvanna to pursue the discipline herself. So far, she has acquired an eclectic mix of spells and talents that facilitate her need for entertainment.
-Infusion: Someone once told her that mistakes with Infusion could result in things going ‘boom’. Sylvanna thought having things go ‘boom’ sounded like a lot of fun, and so she set out to deliberately make mistakes with Infusion. She was then told quite plainly that such mistakes could get herself killed. As nutty as she can be, Sylvanna is far from suicidal. Instead, she hopes to one day apply Infusion in the field of making anything but her go ‘boom’.

Skills: As a highborn lady, and especially as a Sun Elf, Sylvanna was expected to indulge in art and culture as a matter of principle. She didn’t much like any of it at first, but the harlequins used to play her music on flutes, and so she decided to take up the flute herself. The harlequins also taught her a lot about setting up the perfect prank; rigging improvised tripwires and finding the right timing to trip a person so as to send them flying into a conveniently placed pile of objects. They also taught her well the art of escaping the wrath of those that find themselves irked by her japes.

Other: Nah.

"Don't feel bad about losing to me. It was supposed to happen. Can't fight fate.
See, it's my destiny to become the greatest legend of all time.
My story will be told through the ages.
You thought you could stop that? Please. Who's going to remember you?"

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Nicknames: The Destined One, The Golden, The Exalted, The Phoenix Dawn, Jerk
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Appearance: Marius constantly uses his face to show his emotions. He's incredibly easy to read by anyone with even the slightest skill in determining body language. He also commonly allows the flare ups of his magical power manifest as great shows of sparks, flames, or golden lights, to make him look more glorious.

Personality:
To state that Marius is arrogant would be akin to stating that the ocean is damp. Marius is a text book definition of the dangers that occur when one takes reading the future a little too literally and seriously. Marius has been raised from birth to believe that he is the fated, prophcized, destined to complete some great
task or to become some kind of great hero. The exact claims of this prophecy are sketchy at best but hear it enough times and you eventually embrace it. Marius whole heartedly believes in destiny, everything happens because its just part of something bigger and all of it happens to further the grand plan set for him. He's taken to this belief with an outlook that could be correctly compared to delussion. While loud, boisterous, and prideful, he usually retains an optimistic smugness at all times.

Everything in his life is viewed through this narcissistic lens, giving him an air of entitlement and exceptionalism. When he fails, its cause either some jealous villain has prevented his success, or he needs to learn something to get him through that particular hurdle on the road to his fate, just like all true heroes. He cannot imagine that its simply because he can't do it. He's destined to excel, become legendary. If he can't do it, he was never meant too, and thus its not important for his destiny so he dismisses it. He has no fear when it comes to battle because he will obviously survive it, as prophecy dictates. He has the same attitude to alot of things, irreverent to things that just don't work out. It gives him an attitude that dismisses other people's feelings. After all, they only wanted to be close because they obviously were attracted to his greatness. If they leave, they weren't required for his destiny to come to pass so whats the point of even giving them a second thought. Some people are just ungrateful or jealous. Not everyone can be great like him. If it comes to anything thats not about him, he is emotionally stunted to it. He even views his time at the school as a formality. He doesn't really expect to learn anything he doesnt already know and be better at.

That's not to say he doesn't have some virtues. He believes himself to be a hero of legend. He needs to be kind, needs to be considerate, needs to be supportive cause that is what a hero should do. A hero needs side kicks and allies, and so he strives to make those around him better, taking time to train them personally like a wise and generous hero should be. He'll even enjoy their company and hang out with them, so long that they know that they are just periphery characters in his story.

Its going to take a lot of wake up calls for him to come to grips that the universe doesn't revolve around him.

Biography:

The Sirvaki's were a merchant family, low born but wealthy enough to be somewhat connected in most circles. The Lady Sirvaki however was obsessed with fortune telling, divinations, and astrology. When she was pregnant, she spent a fortune on seeing the future of her child. It was during those days of confusing and contradictory horoscopes that one spinned a yarn for the starry eyed mother to be. That her son would be a great hero, maybe the greatest of them. A wizard without peer or equal. What he was supposed to do exactly and how was up for speculation. That part didn't matter. The woman went mad with wonder and pride. She told her own tales how her son was destined to be King one day, No Emperor! NO! A LIVING SAINT! He was going to slaughter Dragon Kings and crush Demon Lords. He was going to rock the very foundation of the earth. Her husband, bemused and happy for her fondness of her unborn child submitted to her demands. This would have been the end of the story were they not rich and guillible. Marius was born, and he was doted over by an army of trainers, masters, teachers, journeymen, and whoever else his mother could find in order to make sure that her son had all the skills needed to be a being of myth.

To his credit, once indoctrinated to his own greatness, Marius was a man skilled and talented. He casted his first spell at five, counterspelled a master's firebolt at age seven, saved the life of a lord's daughter at age nine, (Thanks to his mother setting up the accident), and slayed his first monster at age ten with nothing but his magic. By age twelve he had travled the civilized world and proved his worth a dozen times over in the courts of kings and merchant princes. Honestly when he came to the Capital of Alsijan to attend the Mages Guild, he considered merely a formality. Of course he had to prove himself to the sorceror kings and at this rate, he'd be among them in less than a year.

It is still up in the air if the prophecy is true or not, but Marius' behavior, mannerisms, and delusions have earned him some attention among the magical courts, and all of them not in a good way. Some believe he is a but a thought away into believing himself invincible enough as to be beyond the law or morality. Out of the influential eye of his parents, the Phoenix Dawn, as he calls himself after the mythical being he believes he reincarnated from, the young mage can finally be watched for any signs of malefescence. Their fears have been passed along to the masters of the guild to keep an eye on him.

Affinities: Abjuration and Evocation

Craft: Infusion
He commonly uses Infusion to give his clothes and items magical properities. He's been experimenting on developing enchantments that deal with intellect, socialization, beauty, and other ulitarian disciplines.

Magic: Abjuration is usually his primarily magic set followed by Evocation. He learned this through personal tutelage because his doting mother feared that his destiny would be cut short by a villain to prevent his great fate. Marius has leaned a number of spells designed to keep him safe and unmarred by the dangerous world. When he switched from Defense towards the Offense, he went with the direct approach, weilding Fire and Air as his natural affinities among Evocation and combining them to create lightening attacks, but he plans to eventually master all of them. To his credit, Marius had developed a rather unique take on using his magic, combining his chosen schools into something new. Notable and uncommon spells are listed.

• Wards- He places a ward pretty much every time he sits down. Its a natural response as villains could be anywhere. His ward specifically tells him of scrying attempts. He's been working on its accuracy to determine distance and direction, and eventually he wants to add a counter ability to it, scrying right back on the would be spy
• Mage Armor- A barrier centered on him. Its raised to repel weapon and magic, deflect the force rather than openly stopping it. The lack of size preserves the magic needed to power it.
• Wall- A flat barrier designed to prevent force from either direction. Magic determines depth, density, size, and shape. The walls can be infused with elemental magic, for instance making a wall of fire to char those whom unwillingly run into it.
• Glyph- Marius can cast a ward that marks an area. This area acts as a trigger for a spell, either a wall or trap.
• Trap- A barrier but the force is closed inwardly, allowing other magic to enter within. Its meant to seize an opponent making him a sitting duck for offensive magic. The Trap can also be infused, inflicting a spell upon the person trapped inside. The Trap usually fizzles after the damage is done.
• Mirror- A specific type of counterspell, it doesnt negate the spell, but launches it right back or against the offender's allies.

Marius magic is centered around controlling the battlefield and taking away mobility and hope from his opponents. He can dodge, using his armor and barriers to negate the enemy while he turns the environment into a smaller and smaller deathtrap for his enemies. He has developed a bunch of different effects to use with his barriers, such as using them as steps.

Skills: Marius has had to learn a number of things in his blessed life, mostly at the whims of his overbearing mother, but some more unusual gifts include.

• Ancient Runes- His mothers first thought was that he was a reincarnated hero, so he was introduced to ancient languages rather early in his childhood
• Unarmed Combat- He learned early on that only fools rely on tools to keep them safe. Still best to learn how to defend himself, and so he learned a martial art dealing with deflection and redirects and disarms. He has been attacked with weapons before and they proved just as useless against him as most magic is.
• Languages- The proud parents took their messianic child everywhere, and thus he visited many lands and learned many languages.
• Social Protocol- Brought before nobility, he can bow charm and smooze with the best of them. He was meant to deal with lords. The common and forgotten are barely worth the time and the words.
• Acrobatics- With his paid tutelage in order to keep himself safe, he had to keep himself in shape and had to learn to use his body in odd ways in order to escape bonds and tough spots. He manages his physique to this very day, but thats mainly to maintain his looks.
• Appraisal- Believing his place in destiny, he has a discerning eye when it comes to what would benefit his heroic image, whether magical artifact or person

Other: He actually does have a few favors from people whom he either helped, owe his parents, or even believe the prophecy to be true. The more his legend spreads, the more followers he might be able to call on in the future.