Name |
Padi Genemaya
Age |
Last seen at 19, would be 22
Gender |
Female
Level/Tier |
Virtuoso, Tier II
House |
Bestia
Appearance/Attire |
Through her life she has kept a similar look, always very serious looking on her attires, usually wearing military-like dresses or sports outfit. She had light brown skin and white hair, when she arrived it was quite short but it grew longer the more she stayed in the academy. She trained every day, and as such, she grew to have a well-defined body.





Alignment |
Vigilante, Rebel Moral

Personality/Habits |
Genemaya, or Padi as most called her, was a bit of a strange figure. Unlike most people who like to walk around in L'Mordryn on military attire, she wasn't arrogant or vain, and not only because she wasn't noble, but because she was truly humble. That said, she was very irritable towards those who stepped out of line and sometimes came off as a bit of a delinquent as she had no problem in threatening others if they were behaving improperly or being a nuisance. She was focused and talented, and although she disliked disruption, she was more than willing to help others, it also had to be said that she wasn't exactly grumpy and often she was seen smiling after she did well on a test or a battle, she seemed to be enjoying her time in the academy.

Background |
Genemaya, unlike many students, came from a republic, no noble name on her back, only her own hard work. She joined the military school quite young, liking the discipline and clear objectives they had, and as soon as she discovered her potential to be a summoner, she started to seek further education in the area. She wasn't exactly stellar, but she wasn't a push around either, she couldn't skip years with ease like a few legendary summoners, but she never failed her tests. This discipline landed her as one of the students the republic would pay to enroll in L'Mordryn, after the mediocre kids of a few officials didn't make past the tests, the relationship soured between the government and the academy, accusations of bias against their nation being thrown around, this led to the program being canceled, but Genemaya decided to, controversially, still apply for L'Mordryn instead of going back to the republic's lackluster summon school. It had hurt her that this came off as a betreyal of the republic as she merely wanted to learn what made L'Mordryn work and bring it back home.

In the academy Geremaya pretty much kept her same approach, studying hard, but the only thing worth of note during her first years was the sudden growth spur from tomboy to glamazon and the slow melting of her military recruit aloof approach to a more casual one. She won some battles and lost others, she called forth increasngly complex monsters with great effort, she got in a few fights with noisy students and then... she vanished.

It was sudden, and it happened right as the students were torn between leaving the school for summer or taking the last few extra classes. She was gone, no hint of her anywhere, no matter where others looked. Portals were assessed, searches were done in the realms her summons came from, and through summer a lot of detective work had been done to find the missing student, no clue to be found. The general consensus is that she probably suffered an accident in the trip back home, though there is no proof she even left the academy grounds.

This was, oddly, what made Geremaya such a memorable student, a talk of student rumours and occult club discussions ever since. It's not like a few students hadn't had got the short end of the stick over the history of summoning academies, but the sudden vanishing with no clues is a peculiar one.

Favorite Summons |

Name: Arkadian Elesir

Age: 14 (turning 15 this year)

Gender: Male

Level/Tier: Tyro, he hasn't been here long enough to see any exams

House: Phantasma

Appearance/Attire: Arkadian is quite short, sitting at 4'9". He has short, spiky brown hair and bright blue eyes. His attire is as good as he can really get for a commoner family with not that much money. Some of his more formal clothing doesn't fit him as they're hand-me-downs from older siblings once it was figured that he'd get more use out of them. He still knows how to keep his clothes clean so he never really looks too shabby.

Alignment: Altruist (Social Good)

Personality: Arkadian is an earnest, hard-working kind of child. He's been small all his life and it affects his personality somewhat. He always feels the need to assert himself in a situation where he has a disadvantage. He used to be mature for his age when things like magic weren't on his roadmap. That being said, his life entered a period of extremely rapid change throwing most of his personality in flux. He currently lives in a constant state of confusion, unable to quite understand his own talents, let alone magic as a whole. He doesn't know what he wants to do yet except get better at magic to please his parents.

Background: Arkadian's family is a commoner family, but his father had always told him that his father's father, and his father's father's father, and his father's father's father's father, had always told them they were descended from the stable keepers of the Gods of Old. Whatever gods they were by this point, they'd mostly been forgotten about, but Arkadian always enjoyed hearing the stories. They had a book which described them in detail, and one of the stories also featured the gods and their mounts. What was very peculiar and most interesting to Arkadian happened to be the ones who their ancestors had supposedly been in charge of, namely cats.

Two cats pulled the chariots of at least one of the gods. The details were frustratingly vague when it came to how they did so. Arkadian wanted to know more about them, he always pressed for details and sometimes his parents would have to make things up just to satisfy him. As he got older they revealed the truth that they simply didn't know and were guessing the details. He'd grown enough to accept that by that point but he was still burning with the desire to know about them. The details they were guessing were things they considered reasonable for the cats to be like from what they knew, so Arkadian continued their lines of reasoning.

He reasoned their traits, their size, and even did sketches for them. Mind you he was 12 at the time so his research couldn't be considered thorough by any means. It got to the point where he started seeing them in his dream. At some point he'd truly become a cat herder! He was even good with normal cats but he couldn't figure out an end-game. How was he going to find them, anyway?

Just before he seriously considered running away to find them in the forest somewhere (he was 13 at the time) when a friendly Invoker who introduced him to the concept of summoning. Hey, suddenly he had a way to find them if they actually existed. On their next trip into the city he looked at a book on basic summoning in the library. Maybe he shouldn't have had access to it but he was so eager the librarians found it hard to refuse him. Even with that book he shouldn't have been able to achieve much except some early study perhaps.

Arkadian was still 13 at the time, and though he could probably be considered mature for his age, no in is ever completely self-aware at 13 years old. He had no idea what it meant when he opened a portal and two of the largest cats he'd ever seen came out. He'd been correct in all of his assumptions except for size. They were as tall as he was, and a lot longer obviously. One was friendly and affectionate, the other one was aloof, but also affectionate. They also had enough strength to just bowl him over, so getting home that day took a while.

But when he did get home the day just got even longer as his parents had to struggle to come to terms with what he'd just done and they also had to explain it to him. Eventually they got an outside assessment on Arkadian's summons, and the assessment was surprising, but somewhat expected. They were true divine creatures, their age couldn't be guessed but they were at least centuries, if not millennia old. He was recommended to attend L'Mordyn academy on special admission even though he wasn't quite old enough yet, but the talent was there.

It's been 4 months since then, and he hasn't become less confused, but he's at least become more aware of his talents. L'Mordyn continues to boggle his mind but he's starting to get used to it.

Favoured Summons:

• Tohi and Lohi - Tohi and Lohi are the names of the divine beasts Arkadian summoned a year ago. They measure 5 feet in height, taller than Arkadian is and are proportionally long. Otherwise they look like ordinary house cats, (Norwegian Forest cats to be precise). They are physically, extremely strong, and can dispatch even wild bears with ease on the off chance one happened to threaten the town Arkadian's family lived in. They're also able to erect a magic barrier to protect Arkadian from harm, but from what he can tell they don't automatically protect anyone else, he has to ask them to otherwise. He hasn't had many opportunities to test them so perhaps they have more powers than he knows, but frankly they scare him a little bit.
• Krampus - On admission to L'Mordyn, Arkadian decided to summon another familiar. More to prove to himself that he was capable of all they told him he was capable of, and to test his abilities, he gave little thought to the target he chose, and this oversight ended up being the bane of his existence. He ended up summoning a type of trickster spirit, a shape shifter which often took the form of a black cat. Unlike Tohi and Lohi, Krampus can talk. He also named himself Krampus so there's that too. Krampus can take many forms and he doesn't listen to Arkadian nearly at all. To make matters worse, even if their bond becomes weak, Krampus is a tenacious familiar and extends the time he can stay in the world for as long as possible. He has yet to tell Arkadian anything about him, so he's still somewhat of an enigma to Arkadian even if his behaviours have become predictable (only in cat form though).

Name: Bask, Singer of Seven Dreams
Alignment: Defender
Class: Coatyl
Sub Class: Storm Serpent

The Coatyl are the embodiment of gods for a culture that honors the spirits and gods through devotion and sacrifice. The Coatyl of the sky are the servants of sun, moon, the stars, and its in their care and mercy that they bring the rains and change the seasons. Its the cold winds that promote communities to band together to survive, its the lightening that brings them fire, its the rain that feeds the soil. Everything needed for life, comes from the sky.

Summoner Pact: Alebard Aulric

Personality: Singer has always been a stickler for the rules. Always worked to maintain the rightful way of doing things. Always preached a life of love and respect for your peers and community. Its for that reason, Singer is a social butterfly. Supportive, positive, a friend in flying snake form.

There's something about his compassion and empathy for the world that makes one almost immediately trust him. He's wise enough to understand your problems, old enough to have experienced them, and kind enough to help you through them. Indeed he gets joy and validation in seeing a bit more of the world brought back into the light.

That isn't to say hes a pacifist, far from it. Anything worth creating is worth protecting, and thus Bask is more than happy to test his newest spell on anyone foolish enough to give him reason to. However he is too nice for his own good, and being merciful to those who might just cause more trouble later.

Powers: Always flying, Bask is not a fighter but a capable mage. His long sinuous form is able to dance the movements to weave the essence of air and season, his beautiful voice is able to call the astral and ethereal forces, and thus channeling the mana he can cast magic of weather, lightening, illusions, healing, and dream are made manifest. As a fall back he himself uses his shocking breath attack and protrusions on his tail capable of whipping out like a club. The venom of his fangs is a tranquilizer, rending those bitten into dream hazed torpor. Recovery is actually faster in this state and nearly all victims wake up feeling profoundly refreshed and in a state of ecstatic well being.

History: Bask has actually known Alebard, or rather, known of him, for the past six years, having felt his mind brush against his own during the boy's first successful attempt at summoning. Alebard's emotions at the time - nervousness, uncertainty, self-doubt, and overwhelming joy - piqued Bask's interest, and while Alebard mostly passed by him on this first journey through the realms, Bask was determined to keep an eye on him whenever possible. Truth be told, it had been many years since Bask had bonded with an invoker, and he was feeling somewhat lonely as a result. Thus, whenever he felt Alebard's presence brush against his own mind, he would reach out, prodding Alebard's mind just enough to get Alebard's attention. It took several tries over the course of the next three years before Alebard finally took the hint and attempted to summon Bask. The first several attempts were met with limited success - Alebard was able to summon Bask, but he was unable to maintain the link while also maintaining his link with Zalek. One time, Alebard actually lost his link with Zalek and Bask remained. It was during this first, then anomalous, episode that Alebard and Bask became properly acquainted with one another. Bask admired Alebard's tenacity as well as his motivation to be the best that he could possibly be. He also found Alebard's kindness and humility to be a refreshing change from most of the other dragon invokers that he had met. Moreover, he saw Alebard as a young man with a great deal of potential to unlock. The bond between Alebard and Bask began to strengthen from that meeting onward, and as time went on, Alebard became more capable of maintaining a bond with Bask and Zalek at the same time, until he is now capable of keeping both of them in this realm for an entire day or more, though he is still more closely bonded to Zalek than he is to Bask, who still travels back to his own realm from time to time.

Name | Odhra Bebinn
Age | 17
Gender | Male
Level/Tier | Virtuso 1 (V1)
House | Bestia
Appearance/Attire |
Odhra is a short thin young man, almost deathly so. Mostly due to the long list of health issues he had growing up, so his figure is far from fit. Still, after much effort, he's at least almost to a healthy weight again. He tends to favor simple styles with bright colors, though inevitably a lot of what he wears just ends up getting covered in blood...mostly not his.

Alignment | Dynamo

Personality/Habits | Odhra is...an enthusiastic young man, to say the least. He loves L'mordryn and is always an eager student and peer, happy to help out whenever anyone asks. He is chipper, optimistic and always ready with a warm smile! Looking at him, you'd assume he's a true shining example of Bestia's spirit and natural lust for life with naught a savage bone in his body.

That pretty much goes out the with the speed of a terrified student body the moment he starts talking about his 'hobbies'. Odhra wishes to become a doctor, so has dedicated a large portion of his time studying the human body and the various magical creatures that can be summoned to help aid in its repair. He also loves to talk about these discoveries with the same energy as everything else he does, sparring no gory detail to his often captive audience.

Its not out of some sadistic pleasure, its more that their discomfort and horror just don't register in his mind until its far too late. For him, watching a live surgery is amazingly fun! And informative! Its silly and frustrating to him that other folks get uncomfortable even thinking about it. Why should they? Its perfectly natural and it helps people. Those are nothing but GOOD things darn it!

It also doesn't help that his preferred beasts to summon are arachnids, the young man often dotting and cuddling even the most horrifying examples one could pull from the realms with a casual joy that even masters would struggle with. He often helps at the school clinic, though he is not allowed to make any treatment decisions.

Background |
Odhra was often sickly during childhood, rarely able to leave his room for more than a few hours at a time well into his early teens. While his parents weren't poor exactly (his father being a butler to a rather well to do, though not prestigious, noblemen and his mother acting as a secretary to a large cotton tycoon) his continuous need for treatment and the cost of schooling out of his home put considerable financial strain all of them. The stress bore down on all of them in different ways, his dad often refusing to acknowledge it in favor of remaining the family's emotional rock and his mom just threw herself into work.

He had few friends...actually scratch that. He had NO friends. Friends required going outside, something he was just incapable of for the most part. Isolated and thoroughly miserable he often let his mind wander across the realms, believing himself to be in possession of a rather active imagination. His parents weren't invokers, so as far as he knew there was no chance he was.

One night, whilst lost in the throws of exploration, he managed upon a vast sea of silk. It felt...odd, but comfortable. Coiling and brushing against his mind and cool to the touch. Like the way mint tea felt on his tongue. It eased the perpetual wheezing in his chest and out of instinct he pulled at it. And promptly passed out.

When he woke up he was in the hospital (which wasn't surprising.) and greeted by a rather amused looking police officer (which definitely WAS surprising). A brief panic attack later the officer informed him he wasn't in trouble and managed to explain to him what the had happened after he'd passed out.

Apparently Odhra had managed to unknowingly open a gate to one of the realms, the effort of which (combined with his weak health) managing to knock him unconscious. The gate had remained open and the residents began to pour out, responding to an unanswerable call with sheer numbers.

Thankfully he'd not managed to summon anything dangerous, just hundreds of tiny spider like creatures which swarmed over him in a protective cocoon of living chitin. When his parents found him in the morning (after they finished screaming) they immediately called the police, pest control, and an old friend of his father who apparently had a warrant out for his arrest for "illegal possession of precision flamethrowers".

Making a long, and frankly hilarious (if the officer was to be believed anyway), the police departments resident invoker managed to shut the gate and shoo the spiders back to their home, keeping a few bonded to himself just to see if they were harmful. They were not, in fact they were rather helpful. Apparently they were just content to feed off the various harmful bacteria, parasites and other maladies present in his body and returned the precised favor with protection (from rescue services in this case) and a considerable boost to his immune system. They'd yet to figure out which realm exactly he'd tapped into or even how its residents functioned.

It was not a preternatural boost mind you, just enough that he was comparable to your average 12 year old. But still, it had awed him that in a few hours (even if not intentionally) those little critters had managed to do what years of medical treatments couldn't. After that Odhra started studying in earnest, fully dedicated to becoming an invoker, finding and paying back those little guys, and making sure they became a house hold name in the medical community.

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