Name: Kouta

Gender: Male
Age: 20
Sexuality: Heterosexual

Personality:
Despite what his appearance gives off, Kouta is actually a rather upstanding individual. He’s always willing to take away his own time in order to help those whom are in need of assistance. To those who find themselves close to him, they will find a young man who is fiercely loyal and just, ready to stand by them in their time of need. He’s willing to give others the benefit of the doubt, but one can find that he can be rather cold to those he sees are liars/manipulators.

Due in part to his size and appearance, he’s not had a lot of regular interactions with others, particularly those close to his age. This left him with a sense of loneliness, even when he’s amongst other people.

Likes:
-Helping people. To him, seeing the thankful smiles and appreciation from those he helps is one of the greatest joys he gets to experience. Now, if only more people would be willing to let him help…

-The Moon. When the night is clear and he’s free, he likes to lay outside and just stare at it. He’s done so since he was a young kid.

-Training. Physical or Magical, Kouta trains daily to keep himself in fit condition. The better he makes himself, the better he expects he can help others.

Dislikes:
-Bullies/Manipulators. Those who would seek to hurt those weaker themselves are scum.

-Being feared. His great size and stature has always had people wary about him. As such, not many people have taken the time to know him, and that hurts him a little on the inside each time.

-Stormy Weather. Such conditions are not apt in allowing him to train or look for ways he can help out, leaving him with little he can do during such times.

Goals:
The current goal for him is helping out in removing the Catamount Guild from power here on the island. Things won’t get better for anyone here until those tyrants are taken off their seat of power.

As for what comes after, should he make it through? Well, Kouta would like to take the chance to see what lies beyond the sea. Maybe he could find others that need his help in whatever troubles they have as well. Perhaps find strong Mage’s he can spar and learn from.

Fears:
That even when he gives it all, that it may not be enough to protect those around him. And that failure will have everyone turn their backs to him, leaving him alone.

Catamount Group:
First Group

How he came to join the White Gulls:
Kouta is one of the people that Catamount has in the north to help in the construction of their new guild hall, with him usually being the one to carry the heavy lumber and materials. He had seen Zane around the site several times, as they work in the same group. One day, one of the weasley Catamount members were harassing some of the other citizens workers on the site who were falling behind. Kouta purposefully made sure to walk by close to them as he was carrying a large piece of lumber on his shoulder. With but his great size and looking at him, the little spineless grunt scurried off elsewhere for the time being. It was not long after that moment that Zane had worked his way beside him as he was setting materials that he pitched him his plan on a guild to stand against the Catamount Guild. Kouta didn’t even need much time to think on it, as he readily gave his word to help in this mission.

Guild Mark Location:
Kouta’s guild mark is located on his upper back, right between his shoulder blades.

Type of Magic:
Earth Magic

Spells:
-Stone Gauntlets: Coats the arms of the user in hardened rock, giving the user stronger and durable arms.

-Rising Stone Wall: With a stomp of his foot, a wall of solid rock quickly shoots up from the ground within a 15 Meter radius of his current position.

Family:
Kouta does not know who his family would be. As far back as he could remember, he has been an orphan.

Background
Kouta grew up in his early years at the orphanage with what other few kids were there. Even back then, he was big for his age. As the years went by, it was obvious as he continued to get bigger and bigger that he was making the others rather uncomfortable. As such, when he was twelve, he left the safety of the orphanage to seek a place of his own. With nowhere in town, Kouta made his home in an earthen cave he found in the hills outside of the town.

With lots of free time, Kouta thought about what he could do to be able to find acceptance of those of himself. It was these thoughts that lead him to believe that people always appreciated help and that those who were strong were often the ones people went to for help. Thus, he began his physical training out in the woods. He’ll be strong for sure! And he’ll have people wanting his help!

It was around the time, just before his 14th year, that during a training session where he was practicing punching a large boulder that he found his arm seeming to go right into it. In pulling out in shock, he found that he pulled out not just his arm, but some of the rock itself as it seemed to cling around it. That was the day he found out he had the capability of being a mage. A prospect that greatly encouraged him even more in what he was doing.

Sadly, before he could really get his chance to, Catamount came into the picture and he found himself wrangled with the other people and forced into labor. His strength led him to be used often like a pack mule for Catamount, having him work on the heaviest jobs they had in those years. It’s been harder to practice his magic in those years, having to take rare opportunities to hone it little by little when they weren’t looking close enough.

Name: Milcar Artago
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Orientation: Ace
Personality: Raised on tales and poems of heroes all around the world using their magic and wits to combat injustice, Milcar is an idealist to the core. However, he never cared about fighting monsters or being on the frontlines- he would much rather be able to provide support and structure during and after the crisis. He would agree with one of his family's attitudes, namely "Heroes fight and die for what they believe in. And the rest of us have to deal with what they left behind."

Because of this, he is quite meticulous and detail-oriented, as well as patient and determined, knowing when to bite his tongue and smile and nod, as well as put on a show of camaraderie. These qualities allowed him to gain favor with the other farm folk before Catamount, and allow him to stay off the dark guild's blacklist. Just because he is not outwardly aggressive does not mean he never puts up a resistance, however- an ambitious social climber, Milcar has weaseled his way into the pockets of his area's Catamount overseers to learn more about magic and their power structure.
Likes:
-Rain. Especially the storms on Kaia. Everything always smells so nice and alive after that, and hearing the raindrops against the roofs and trees is a captivating sound.
-Honey. Particularly on bread and in his porridge. Harvesting it from the island bees is a pain, but Milcar thinks it's the sweetest and most delicious delicacy in the island. Catamount seems to agree.
-The Forests. Something about seeing the other life on the island continue to flourish and thrive in the wild, even as its people have been enslaved, always calms Milcar down.
Dislikes:
-Animals. Except for eating them. Having grown up in the fields, Milcar only sees them as a nuisance who will pick off crops and create messes for the people to clean up.
-Fires. He still has nightmares of a fire that he can't really recall. Cooking flames and the like are fine, but forest fires and fire magic is a big no-no.
-Mercenaries. Including Catamount as well. Their loyalty can't be earned or curried, only bought, which makes them inherently untrustworthy in Milcar's eyes.
Goal: To be free of Catamount's iron rule, and eventually leave the island.
Fear: To be killed or tortured before he's able to escape.
Joining White Gull: Because his magic is well-known within many of the enslaved villagers, it was only a matter of time until Zane scouted Milcar.
Guild Mark:
A gold tattoo behind his left shoulder.
Magic type:
Plant Magic- Users can control the properties of plants. Milcar uses the Mystery Seed that washed up on the beach some time ago to cast spells and the like.
Island Group: East Side- Grew food alongside family.
Family- Mother and father, but only mother is present.
Background: The son of a farmer and a foreign trader, Milcar had a fairly uneventful life of chores and community until Catamount came into power. His family was able to keep their home, although it had become something of a bunk house for many of the orphaned children and general displaced villagers. The farm was enough to sustain them, even the scraps that Catamount left them. They cooperated with their tyrants, and not much happened to them- until Milcar found the Mystery Seed, washed up on the shores along the coast.

Previously, he hadn't had any inkling that he had the capacity for magic, but it seemed harmless enough- just keeping it around seemed to encourage the plants to grow. The more he played with it, the more he realized that the seed could be used to instantly grow plants, or even control them. Though he greatly lacked formal training, Milcar was able to use it to grow fast and easy food for many of the villagers- even if they had to transport it rather discreetly. It was these small acts of rebellion alongside him trying to stay in the guild's good graces to avoid negative repercussions for his family that caused him to join the White Gulls.