Human- Humans are the most populous race in all of Ithea. This race is dominant in five nations, and is prevalent still in other nations. Humans are known for their ability to adapt and survive. While they aren't as physically strong as the average Orc or Brith or as magically attuned as an Elf- they make up for it by showing promise in all fields (strength, nimbleness, magic, etc.).

Average Height:5'6''-6'0''
Average Lifespan" 65 years

High-Elf- High-elves are an incredibly powerful race known for confidence in their people. The High-Elves hold an impressive kingdom in Valenndale that nearly spans the entirety of the continent. High-elves are known for taller height and a slim-build; this is accompanied by sharp facial features. Their ears are far shorter than their elven cousins. High-elves are also known for their prominent affinity for magic. Not all high-elves possess magic, but it is slightly more common among this race.

Average Height:6'1" (185.5cm)- 6'6" (198cm)
Average Lifespan: 90 years

Half-Elf- Half-elves are the result of one elven and one human parent. They are typically somewhat smaller than the average human, but much thicker than the average high-elf. Half-elves typically inherit similar (but softened) facial features from their elven parent, but always have human ears. Half-elves are more likely than most to fall within an intermediate level of capacity for magic.

Average Height: 5'6"-5'10"
Average Lifespan: 68 years

Dwarf- Dwarves are a short yet brutish and powerful race. Three Dwarven empires span all of Ithea, all somewhat similar in governing style and religious beliefs. The Dwarves are skilled crafters, and incredibly fierce warriors. Many militaristic innovations and strategies were created by them. What they lack in stature they make up for in endurance and durability.

Average Height:4'5"-4'10"
Average Lifespan:63 years

Orc- Orcs are one of the least populated races in all of Ithea. Their kingdom is located in High Mist where they dominate the northern region. Orcs are known for their ferocity in combat, their overwhelming strength, and a bloodlust rage unmatched by other races in all of Ithea. The Orcish people are incredibly skilled warriors- rivaling the dwarves in military prowess. Orcs are generally fearless and crave battle.

Average Height:6'8"
Average Lifespan: 51 years

Gnome- The Gnomes of High Mist are another of the least populated races in Ithea. Their territory is unique in that most of their major cities are located underground. The Gnomes are considered to be the pioneers of technological advancement, particularly in architecture and transforming their environment (controlled demolitions, black powder, etc.) Gnomes are similar in height to dwarves, but are far less robust. Where as dwarves are hardy and sturdy, gnomes are much frailer.

Average Height:3'10"-4'6"
Average Lifespan:66 years

Tiefling- Tieflings are a race of people that live predominantly in The Four Pillar Cities of High Mist. This race is the least common of all races throughout Ithea, but they still boast an impressive population (especially in High Mist). Many people believe that the Tieflings are a people cursed by Gods (hence their red skin, and horns). Even many Tieflings believe this to be true. It is for this reason that all Tieflings (particularly mages) are sent on a pilgrimage to the monastic temples scattered around the wasteland to be cleansed of the Dread God's influence. Many people in Ithea would think the Tiefling are barbaric, and in some ways, perhaps they are. However, upon further inspection- one would realize that they are a rather advanced race of people who are afraid of what they are and what that might mean for the world and their culture.

Average Height: 6'1"-6'7"
Average Lifespan: 58 years

Brith- The Brith are a powerful race of feline-humanoids (resembling bulky leopards or tigers). Many reside in the frozen wastes of Crysteria in the empire known as Britheria. Natural conquerors, the Brith at one point held large amounts of territory throughout all of Ithea. Their defeat at the hands of a Dwarven and Human alliance forced the Brith's empire to shrink. Still a mighty empire in its own right, the Brith are renowned for their naval capabilities. Brith are typically very large (though not always), rivaling Orcs in size. Despite the average, among their race, the Brith are about as diverse as humans in color, height, weight and facial differences.

Average Height:5'11''-6'8''
Average Lifespan: 70 years

Wood-Elf- The wood elves are a variant of high-elves, though still classified as the same race. Wood Elves have historically been pushed back- their territories reduced to designated encampments in the wilderness. Wood elves have a greater affinity for magic even when compared to their high-elf cousins. They are typically adept at survival, especially in wooded areas. Wood elves have much larger ears, and softer features when compared to high-elves. They also often have facial tattoos representative of the clan or family that they hail from.

Average Height:5'4''-5'11''
Average Lifespan: 88 years

Halfling- Halflings are the offspring of dwarves or gnomes with a human or an elf. Halflings make up a small minority in Ithea, and often work as entertainers. Halflings are known for their agility, and their small stature. It makes for excellent performers, and deadly warriors. Halflings don't have a large nation behind them, but are rather just scattered throughout all of Ithea. Halflings are generally infertile or otherwise have tremendous issues with childbirth.

Average Height:5'0''
Average Lifespan: 45 years

Dark-Elf- Dark-elves (or Drow) are another variant of high-elves, and as such are still classified as the same race. Dark-elves are believed to be the descendants of the Fallen, the evil deities said to have betrayed the deities of the high-elven Pantheon. Dark-eves are widely discriminated against with societal challenges similar to Tieflings. While the history of the dark-elves is shrouded in mystery it is undeniable that dark-elves are more attuned to forbidden magics (necromancy, blood magic, etc.) though some would argue that they are driven to use this magics because they are treated so poorly throughout Ithea. This is certainly the case in most societies. Dark-elves are often taken into chattel slavery in high-elven society, and in human societies they are often indentured servants. They have begun to form a combine clandestine tribes to form a larger entity in the Penaultish Wilds.

Average Height:5'11''-6'3''
Average Lifespans: 68 years

Sirens- The Sirens are one part mystery and the other part misery. For as many truths that exist about the Sirens there are just as many myths; this is more than likely by design. Sirens are a dying race of aquatic beings that blur the line between human and creature. Fiercely protective of their waters it is rare to see one of their kind outside of warded territory. Many Sirens are capable of weaving 'Siren Glass' an adhesive and glossy string with magical properties that can serve as a protective ward against magic and unwanted guests. The corruption of the Oceana Abyssal to the west has forced a great migration. What is known of these beings is that on land their differences to humans are subtle, but still so many details about them remain elusive.

Average Height:5'9"-5'11"
Average Lifespan: 38-40 years

Name: Roselyn Delire
Titles: The Girl in the Mask
Aliases: Rose, Rosey
Age: 19
Race/Ethnicty: Human
Continent of Origin:Valenndalic
Gender: Female
Class/Subclass: Gunslinger


Strength: 8
Dexterity: 18
Constitution: 10
Intelligence: 16
Wisdom: 8
Charisma: 15


Height: 5’11”
Weight: 125 lb.
Appearance Description: Rose is a tall, willowy girl with shoulder-length red hair and green eyes. Her skin is tanned and freckled, and her face is usually stained with soot, as are her hands.
Day To Day Attire: Modest brown traveling attire, usually stained in mud. Wears a red bandanna as a neckerchief in case she needs to pull it over her face.
Strengths:

• Brave
• Fast Thinker
• Fun

Weaknesses:

• Obnoxious
• Headstrong
• Easy to Anger

Bold * Independent * Mouthy * Foolish

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Rose is sharp, clever, and independent. She has a strong sense of right and wrong and can’t stand anyone that falls on the ‘wrong’. She’s mouthy and impetuous, always saying exactly what she thinks and unafraid to start an argument with anyone, authority figure or otherwise. Once she gets something set in her mind, it’s difficult to dissuade her from it, and she’ll pursue her goals with relentless energy and aggression. She’ll never back down from a fight, even if she almost definitely should, and her planning skills are essentially limited to ‘wing it’. In spite of her obnoxious tendencies, however, she’s a loyal friend with a deep sense of idealism and wonder; she wants to make the world a better place just like her father did, she just thinks that the way to do it involves a lot more powder and blood.
Habits:

• Extremely fidgety, usually tapping her feet or humming if she’s not doing anything else.
• Cleans her guns fastidiously – if she has a minute with nothing better do to, she’s liable to bring out a rag and begin wiping them down.

Hobbies: Loves to dance, particularly to the fast-paced, frantic music popular in her home. Has no musical talent whatsoever, but always wanted to learn.
Fears:

• Drowning – Roselyn can’t swim a stroke and is terrified of deep water.
• Hypnosis – She was raised on stories of vampires and witches that could use evil magic to control minds, and she’s still deeply disturbed by the idea of anything taking her free will away.
• Survivor Guilt – she can’t stand the idea of losing people she cares about and living; not again.

Likes:

• Guns
• Horses
• Music
• Science
• Excitement
• Starry Nights

Dislikes:

• Cats
• Criminals
• Cruelty
• Planning
• Self-Importance
• Purple

A listing of skills, such as horseback riding, and natural abilities, such as night vision.

• Marksmanship:Roselyn is a deadeye with firearms, able to aim fast and hit the target reliably.
• Horseback Riding:She’s had to make more than a few getaways on horseback, and is an excellent rider.
• Tinker: She’s not an inventor by any means, but teaching picked up from her father combined with time fiddling with his contraptions has made her knowledgeable enough about engineering to do some basic repair and improvements on her equipment.
• Liar: Roselyn subscribes to the ‘swamp them with bullshit’ school of lying – she has an infinite ability to bluster, babble and generally confuse the crap out of anyone until they don’t know which way is up.

Possessions Generally On Person: Clothing, coin purse, money, etc

• Coin Purse
• Clothes: Four changes.
• Spyglass: Her father’s. Dented slightly.
• Locket: Silver. Belonged to her mother.
• Black Powder & Ammunition Gotta have it.

Weapons: Personal weapons, no magically enhanced items

• Matchlock Pistol: Made by her father, a black-powder pistol with a revolutionary matchlock firing system.
• Matchlock Musket: Former property of the Caracas City Guard and modified to support a matchlock firing system. She’s not as good a shot with this one, but she’s getting better.
• Longsword: Bog-standard steel longsword from the city of Caracas. She has only the vaguest knowledge of how to use it (pointy end goes in enemy).

Armor:

• Leather Padding: A boiled leather vest capable of deflecting some harm while allowing for maximum range of movement.

Potions:

• Healing Potion: Snagged these from a gang hideout she shot up – she’s got three of them, and they all work like a cinch.
• Alchemist’s Fire: A flask of alchemical mixture that will burst into a sticky flaming tarpit when thrown. She’s saving it.

History: Rose was born in the city of Caracas in Valenndale, one of the city-states that made up the Union. She was the only child of Oscar and Evelynn Delire – her mother passed away giving birth to her, leaving her to be raised by her father alone. Her father was a futurist to the core – a scholar and inventor, he would tell her tales of great scientific discoveries, of all the wonderful things that would soon be possible and of the new world that was surely coming. He designed waterwheels and wind mills and other, stranger devices, and Rose worshipped him as a hero for most of her life. Unfortunately, for all his idealism, he was ill-suited to the real world; futurism wasn’t a career that payed, and to be poor in a town as lawless as Caracas was a dangerous preposition. One night, when she was seventeen years old, Roselyn came home from the local tavern to find her father in his workshop, in a heated conversation with two ugly, stout men with black caps; she recognized them immediately as Stoats, the organized gang that had taken over the streets in recent years. As soon as she walked in, her father threw herself at the men, telling her to run – and she did, pausing only to grab her father’s most recent creation from the table by the door. The workshop burned down later that night; the story the magistrate told was that the fire was the result of an accident, and that Rose and her father had both perished in the flames. To die was not so rare in those times, and life went on.

Until, a year later, the streets of Caracas began to run red with blood. A man known to be affiliated with the Stoats was found dead in an alleyway, another murdered in his home two days later. Both of them had the same ragged wounds, like something had blown a hole in them – gunshot wounds. People began telling stories of the one responsible, the girl in the mask with red hair out to wage a one-woman-war against the crime syndicate; though in truth, Rose had more than her share of allies in those days, people who would shelter and hide her and bind up her wounds. Her crusade continued for a few weeks, over the course of which she killed two more Stoats and wounded several more. Perhaps fortunately for her, the law caught up with her before the Stoats did, for she was fighting a battle she had no chance of winning. She was arrested in one of her safe houses in the wee hours of the morning, just before launching her most ambitious assault on the Stoats yet. For her crimes, she would have been sentenced to death, though the issue of her trial became something of a political nightmare for the ruling elite of the city, as to watch the law put a folk hero to death, especially one so young, might very well have resulted in the city’s latent tensions boiling over. Fortunately for everyone, another option presented itself – a visiting dignitary from the nation of Vicelles who had heard of her skill and courage suggested that she would be quite welcome in the Order of Vigilance, and though Caracas had never done it, there was political precedence for foreign nations to exile their prisoners into the Order’s service. She was informed of her fate when several armed guards marched into her ragged cell, she assumed to lead her to an execution; she would instead be brought to Vicelles and made to take up the oath, where her initiative and skill could be turned to a purpose more noble than revenge.


Character Quote: “You don’t believe in anything you’re not prepared to fight for.”
Anything Else: Nothing yet.

Name:
Heinrich Von Wolfram
Titles:
The Red-Eye Spawn, Traitor (by family)
Aliases:
Red Eyes, Freak
Age:
19
Race/Ethnicty:
Human
Continent of Origin:
Carthus
Gender:
Male
Class/Subclass:
Mage - Adjuration Magic

Strength:
7
Dexterity:
18
Constitution:
10
Intelligence:
20
Wisdom:
6
Charisma:
14


Height:
6’2”
Weight:
151 lbs
Appearance Description:
Heinrich, always a tall boy, is abnormally pale, with longer, dark hair for a man of his age. However, the irises of his eyes are a remarkable scarlet red, with the veins around his eyes popping through the skin, making him seem as if he were possessed by some vastly entity. He is thin, but what there is on his bone is muscle as his family made sure to keep the children in adequate condition. His skin is smooth though, as if the child has never seen or worked a hard day in his life, with this skin comes the handsome face of his. A jawline well defines, and apart from his eyes, he is a good looking fellow.

Day To Day Attire:
Much like the other Von Wolfram’s, Heinrich wears more elaborate clothing, though more dark and macabre than his family would like. His most valued outfit is that of a black suit with golden-lined rims and under that is a pristine white undershirt which is almost as soft as silk but not quite. Furthermore, even the boy’s traveling shoes are clean and tend to reflect light, even though they come up halfway up his calves.

Strengths:

• Incredibly Gifted Mental Apptitude
• Talented Strategist
• String Magical Connection

Weaknesses:

• Arrogance
• Gullible
• Sickly

Arrogant * Curious * Quick Tempered * Knowledgeable

Sexuality:
Heterosexual
Relationship Status:
Single
Personality:
Heinrich, being a Von Wolfram, is seemingly naturally predisposed to being a stuck up, arrogant brat who craves nothing but power in the world. However, unlike most of his other family, Heinrich does not share the same drive and passion of rising up through the ranks of Astoria. Instead, he craves power on a literal level, wanting to grow his own natural power and control over the lands so that he may not be challenged by rivals or those who might seek to do his family harm. To that extent he is the carbon copy Wolfram, one with oddities and quirks, one riddled with paranoia and guilt.

Due to his outcasting from the family though, Heinrich has grown to be more docile, and is able to keep his inner self from showing. Instead, he puts on a face of wonder and curiosity, which now has become a genuine part of him thanks to his curse. Additionally, Heinrich legitimately cares about the lives of others and how his actions may affect them in the present and the future, always thinks of how things may turn out in that fabulous mind of his. That is where his innocence lie, naked and unknowing of his cold the world may truly be.

Oh, how he wishes Lucilia were there to protect him.

Habits:

• Finger Tapping
• Hair Fiddling

Hobbies:

• Writing
• Fencing
• Chess

Fears:

• Arachnophobia
• Classtrphobia
• Isolophobia

Likes:

• Wolves
• Magic
• Writing
• Nobility
• Exploring
• Magical Objects

Dislikes:

• Family
• Being Alone
• His curse
• Fighting
• Being useless
• Wasting Time

A listing of skills, such as horseback riding, and natural abilities, such as night vision.

• Fencing: From a young age, Heinrich was taught how to fence and thus is able to fence rather proficiently, giving him an added edge with his rapier.
• Quick Casting: Heinrich has learned how to quickly cast spells effectively, making him both a formidable magician and a very dangerous one as he can cast spells that require a large casting time in almost half that time.
• Mindful Cipher: This young lad is able to crack many different ciphers, so long as it is in a language he can understand or be able to find a pattern in. One such accomplishments was that of the cracking of the Red Cipher by the Red-Eyed Witch of old.
• Accounting: Heinrich had, for a time, trained to be an accountant for the Von Wolframs, and with his bright mind, Heinrich is very good at keeping track of funds. This skill can also translate to investigations of finding out where money has gone.
• Team Work: Able to work very well with others, Heinrich is flexible and able to coordinate, as well as communicate, with those that are a part of his team. While no leader, he is certainly able to make sure everything runs smoothly.
• Negotiations: Being a Wolfram, Heinrich was prepared to make deals with those who would prove useful to him or to make deals that would help advance his ambitions. Sometimes talking is better than fighting.

• Blood Arrow: This spell creates a small missile that fires itself towards a designated enemy within 60 feet, requiring only a small, token amount of the user's blood. While the attack can pierce through clothing and leather strips easily, true armor can easily repel this attack unless it hits in between armor pieces. Can be cast in an instant.
• Blood Armor: This spell, only requiring a moderate amount of blood, can create armor equal to that of chain mail armor around the user for a duration of up to five minutes or until it is completely destroyed, through either magic or physical trauma. Any duration past that requires additional amounts of blood, making it a hard spell to maintain.
• Animal Friendship: Requiring a morsel of food, allows the user to charm an animal for up to 24 hours or until the creature is attacked. Smarter animals are a bit more resistant to the spell.
• Black Blood Missile: A spell created by the Red-Eyed Witch, is a powerful incantation that takes up to a minute to properly cast, requiring a larger amount of blood as well as an object larger than apple. The object becomes covered in blackened blood and launches itself at a target within 120 feet where it will explode in a cascade of acidic blood, damaging those in within 10 feet of the target.
• Blood Rejuvenation: Allows user to mend their own wounds by using the blood of another, whether it be given willingly or not, those blood must be able to be accessed through a wound. This spell takes about a minute to invoke and the target must be within 20 feet.
• Soul Tear: Temporarily pushes target’s soul out of the target’s Body, effectively stunning him for a few seconds. This spell requires a piece of hair from the target and the target must be attacked in melee by the user. It can be cast in an instant and held for up to a minute, but the magic is lost if another spell is cast or the caster loses concentration on maintaining the spell.
• Speak with the dead: A necromancy spell requiring something that the specific dead person has owned in a past life. This spell takes an hour to cast and allows one to speak with the spirit of the deceased for a period of up to 30 minutes.

Possessions Generally On Person: Clothing, coin purse, money, etc

• Coins and Coin Purse: Being a part of an affluent family has its perks, Heinrich has a coin purse with the family insignia and 200 gold peices.
• Handkerchief:Every fine gentleman must carry one of these. It’s logic.

Weapons: Personal weapons, no magically enhanced items

• Rapier: A finely made rapier with the Wolfram insignia on the hilt.

Armor: Base armor only, no magically enhanced items

• Leather Padding: Underneath his fine clothing, Heinrich wears a padding of leather which can blunt some attacks.

Pack Contents: What do you carry in you pack when traveling

• Writing Material: Paper and ink are very important, whether to keep track of things or to simply write for personal entertainment.
• Spare Clothing: Fancy spare clothing, as every noble should have.

Magical Items:

• The Book of Red: This book is a magical book in that it is said to contain a fraction of a spirit of the Red-Eyed Witch. Opening the book bestows a curse upon the user, where the user will gain knowledge of some of the spells inside of it, but part of the users soul is replaced by the witch’s. It is theorize that it opened long enough, the soul of the user would be converted into that if the Red-Eyed Witch herself.

History:
”A life of damnation is a good trade if you can become more powerful that life,” - Cecilia Von Wolfram

When Heinrich was small, he was always the smallest and therefore could barely keep up with his siblings throughout the daily routine of being more fit than the peasantry outside their home. He was constantly sickly and therefore was normally confined to his room, leading to him becoming the bookworm of the family, despite wanting to live up the expectations set by his father, Lion Von Wolfram. However, he felt as if he never could, no matter how much knowledge he had obtained from his years and years of reading. Of course, Lion passed Heinrich off as a child which could do little to advance his own standing in the realm and was useless to the family as a whole. Despite this, Heinrich continued his efforts to become one of the most astute minds in the lands, just to earn some fragmentation of pride from his father.

The only one of his siblings that he could depend on was Lucilia, who constantly comforted and encouraged him through childhood and early teens. In fact, while Lucilia was colder and far more ruthless than their father, Heinrich respected her the most and would be very fine sitting by her side. However, while he was studying the family history, he happened upon the collection of notes and records about a certain Cecilia Von Wolfram, a family member that had disgraced the Wolfram family line, though the reason why was omitted from the records. While he knew that most of the family would not agree with him pursuing the matter, Lucilia would aid him by providing much needed insight and resources as the heir to the house. This was a poor choice on Lucilia’s part as will be revealed later.

Heinrich, armed with a band of mercenaries and a pack of trained wolves, set onto the world to find more records of Cecilia Von Wolfram. His travel would take him to the heartland of Ostguard where a coven of witches had been spotted, traveling with a symbol that oddly resembled that of a Wolfram insignia, though tattered and painted red. Their band traveled east of Hidenburg where they were set upon by the coven and their followers, though clearly they stood no match for the mercenaries and wolves. After a brief but fierce battle, the witches retreated and against the advice of the mercenary captain chose to pursue the witches all the way north to Frostwood. It was the dead of winter, and through snow and blizzard, skirmishing with these witches and interrogating those who survived.

It was not until the band reached the lair of the witches where the tides changed, first the wolves, or rather what remained of them, seemed to become more docile and refused to run after the witches. In fact they were more like puppies than savage animals meant for war. That left the band only with a few battle-ready men ready to storm the lair. Heinrich had entered behind the mercenaries, before the magical ability of the witches ripped them apart. They stood nearly no chance, only able to beat them after Heinrich picked up a tome, the Book of Red. Upon picking up the book, Heinrich received magical knowledge of a vast quantity, introducing him to world of power he never imagined. With this power and the few spells he got, he smote the witches and collected the knowledge that he could before he retreated with the few survivors of the mercenaries.

With their task completed, the group returned to the manor. Though now, Heinrich was deformed by the curse of the book, his eyes stained red and skin paler than ghost. Though now he knew why Cecilia Von Wolfram had been exiled and disgraced the family, being a witch and turning her back on the gods. With his deformation, and blatant disgrace to the family, Lion took it upon himself to banish his son without giving him a moment of rest as he tried to explain his actions. Unfortunately, Lucilia was not here to defend him, she had departed to Ardent’s Fall a month prior to his returned. With that, Heinrich ran off, disgraced and unknowing of what to do.

That was where his study and travels took him to the Order of Vigilance in Vicelles. He believed that there was more studying to be done in order to prove the innocence of two, both Cecilia and himself. For the things he had found on Cecilia, the Red-Eyed Witch, were only things that pointed to her being wrongly accused of acts that she did not do and he believes a conspiracy within the family have wronged him and her alike.


Character Quote:”Innocence is a fickle thing, for you are always accused of things that you have not done. However, Innocence is some sign of good in life.”
Anything Else:
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