Name: Lea
Nicknames/Aliases/Titles: Red Mask, Wanderer, Paladin of the Mask
Age: 26
Gender: female
Race: Human
Appearance:
Lea is a beautiful young woman with wavy, brown hair and green eyes. Her skin is lightly tanned. She often smiles, but can also be seen with a very stern face. Standing at 6'5" she is not very tall. She has a lean, athletic build. If she is free of tasks she tends to wear colorfull clothing, preferring green and orange. During her work she switches clothing a lot, but being bound by the kind of work she does it is often dark blue or grey. As her own world is rather medieval, he tends to a style according to this. She can be often seen wearen linnen trousers, a simple blouse and a colourful tunique to round things off.

Personality:
Lea is a sociable girl. She has found herself in a tight spot more than once in her life and has gotten out of it by luck or help and has, long ago, decided to pay this back and since tried to make life less threatening for people like her. Albeit she has a very own set of morale rules it can be definitely said that she does not like the innocent to be hurt and is very adamant that a given set of rules people agreed to must be kept. Mostly not for the good of oneself only, but for the good of anybody. Most of the time she will be joyful and helpful, but as soon as she sees the need to protect herself, her cause or somebody she decides worthy of protection she will change to a cool, stern attitude that can turn to lash outs of violence. During her work she usually decides to show this side.

History:
For Lea everything started out normally enough, being born in a caring family and so on. She was a little less lucky that her caring family worked in the grey areas of law. That had two effects on her: First the glimming spark of magic in the girl was not properly trained. Second she also learned living in this area was sometimes required. It got a good bit more troublesome when she, as still a more or less young girl, decided to take a tour through the wrong mansion. While she was over some other things were going on and in the end she took the blame. She fled, for the moment, and explored other countries and regions. It was an interesting and defining experience and the first time she was thought some control over her magic.
In the end she decided to return home, missing her family, especially her brother. She also missed the rather fixed system. Lea still worked outside of law she had just gotten a good bit better at it. But she missed the systematic approach to things. Where she came from thieves were organized in circles or guilds, for a city, sometimes a region, and the organizations themselves fell into the whole country's ring whith a King in the capital. Sure that generated some own problems, but in general it held people from doing dumb shit as that would endanger everyone.

For a while things went fine. She took the opportunity to get into the organizing part in the city she came from and as she was still on the verge of being considered an adult member she started out by caring for the children. Caring meant caring that they paid their duty, but Lea went ahead of that. she did some reorganization and withheld a lot of critique and attacks from other members of the circles. When she finally was considered an adult she rose up in the circle, taking care that the work she had done would be continued by someone she trusted and taking the seat of the master of thieves. The following years were hard, defined by a mixture of loyality and hate.
It ended rather suprisingly when she was approached, in one of her few quiet moments, by a middle-aged man with black her that showed the first traces of white, tanned skin, colorful clothing set with many shining decorations and the deepest mischievous smile she would ever see. She soon learned that this was the preferred form of the god of thieves. Things were about to go under, people were plotting against the circle and its rules. He needed someone to take care of that. It was apparent she would leave her position afterwards. Lea still did not skip a beat. And so she became a Paladin of the Mask.

In her countery the Paladins of the Mask were mere legends. Told only with a lot of inaccuracies and fiction in the normal life and even the rogues only new tales. Tales who put those following direct orders of the mask at a strange position between rogues and law, requiring the rogues to allegiance but also showcasing how the Paladins did not fear to work with the law, if it would set the course right. A set of speculation about the powers of the Paladins also widened and narrowed depending on the storyteller.
Other countries knew them better, having less organized rogue circles - or none - they only ever showed allegiance to those working in the name of their God to make sure some simple rules were held high.
Lea became a mixture of judge and deathsman. She would go to the cities were tensions were high and endangering the city, the rogues or sometimes even innocent bystanders as the poor and beggars. The following years her job was to settle these tensions. This could mean something as trivial as two thieves (or organizations) having a lasting dispute over loot, or something as important as a sovereign deciding to wipe out any thieve, murderer, prostitute, brute and if necessary all of their families - sometimes out of pure spite, sometimes because one group was too troubling.

Most of the time her mission was lonely. You do not tend to make many friends if you are only at places to stop people from breaking rules and punishing them for it. You make even less friends if those people are used to think no rule would apply to them. And things get really complicated if a decision requires you to wipe out entired groups just for the rest to survive. Her motivation helped her through this, but she had te agreement with her god to one day just retire in peace. It would not come to this. She had been chasing down a circle of human traffickers (slaves being one of the things her god especially despised) and was in the best process of getting law to finally end their work, when one of the traffickers' mages slightly overshot his goal. The whole building was blown up before the law forces could enter, efficiently ending the circle but also dealing a lot of damage to the surroundings in which Lea happened to be. She was badly injured. The kind of badly injured that even magic would not fix in time. She was too far away from home to bid her farewell. She let herself get fixed up enough to be able to get somewhere and disappeared to a quiet place for her final hours.

Magical Powers Section:

Name of Power: Manipulation of magic strings
Range of Power: close
Description of Power Effects: The world Lea comes from is filled with magic. Every being has a spark of it - most just can not access it. Albeit Lea is not a powerful mage missing the formal training has lead her to an understanding different from many. If the world she resides in is similarly fille with magic she has learned to pull out strings of it to form effects. This is commonly only used for smaller things - like lighting a fire.
Weaknesses of Spell: Manipulation of magic strings is no trivial thing and mostly not a good idea. The effects can reach from chsnging the color of something to suddenly detonate a whole area. Lea seldomly uses the power and the effects of her doing are - if she has never done it before - sometimes unpredictable for her. It also requires a lot of concentration.

Name of Power: Eyes of the eagle, ears of the fox
Range of Power: Self or single persons, touch
Description of Power Effects: The senses of the target are enhanced, enabling the heightened perception of the environment. This can simply mean that low voices can be heard and reaches up to the possibility to spot very small objects from distances over which no human would be able to see them.
Casting Limit: Effect wears of after 5 to 30 minutes
Weaknesses of Spell: The enhancement also heightens sensibility - a loud sound, bright light or sudden and strong smell might throw the user off guard if they are not able to correctly react.

Name of Power: Binding circle
Range of Power: Close range
Description of Power Effects: By creating a closed circle - either out of salt, ash, powder or simply by laying a string on the ground, the beings in the circle are bound to not leave them. They have to be in the circle when it is created, albeit the circle might be on another flour. While Lea can decide on a duration, the duration is normally bound to somewhere around 12 to 16 hours. The power can be used by binding beings outside of the circle, albeit it only lasts a few hours in this case and is more straining on the magical powers and concentration.
Weaknesses of Spell: Bound beings can try to leave the circle every few minutes, which mostly requires a very strong will and is therefor usually only possible after some hours for humans or near the end of the duration for many animals. The circle is just a circle - it does not create magical walls so any matter can just pass through it (e.g. an arrow could still pass through)

Name of Power: View into the mind
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Name of Power: Blinding
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Name of Power: Illusionist's game
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Name of Power: Cleptasigilli
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Name of Power: Waving leaves
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Name of Power: Ignored and unseen
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Name of Power: Unhindered passing
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Name of Power: Private ears or eyes
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Name of Power: Moonlight's reflection
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Name of Power: Fading lights
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Name of Power: Slightly skilled in healing magic
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Special Talents:
- lock picking
- "diplomacy"
- cryptography

Weapons: Lea is skilled to fight with an epee or daggers and has some profiency in using throwing knives.

Armor/Clothing: (for what type of armor/clothes they use, and if it actually has any magical effects please describe)
Necklace of the Mask: A necklace showing a simplified mask. It provices her with some protective effects, making her immune to (mostly) any poison and effectively hindering people to access her aura or mind. For beings not to powerful and skilled it makes her appear as unmagical.

Name: Edward James David
Nicknames/Aliases/Titles: The Maestro of Rock
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Race: Human

Personality: Edward is extremely laid back, often vying to take things easy and see how situations play out before him rather than directly act to force them onto a specific path. "Let the flow decide, it knows what it wants" as he often says. That is not to say he's lazy or indecisive however; he has a great deal of conviction and determination, he simply doesn't believe in forcing issues except as a last resort. Beyond that, he's a very kind hearted man who, at the end of the day, wants nothing more than to make more smiles in the world.

History: Edward comes from a world where music is life in a very literal sense. Everything runs on some form of sonic power, music is central to every aspect of culture, and those who take the time to cultivate it are able to use the power of song to influence the world around them. In this world, there exists a group of individuals who are particularly gifted with this ability in specific genres of music; these grandmaster musicians are known collectively as Maestros. And among them, Edward James David is known for being one of the youngest to ever achieve the title, taking the position in the genre of Rock & Roll. However, as he soon found out, being a Maestro was not a life of luxury and fame; for, in a world centered around sound and music, there was of course a force that sought to silence it.

That was what it was called. The Silence. A race of jet black creatures that behaved like an insect swarm and had but one desire; the extermination of all music. And it fell to the holders of the Maestro title to defend against them. And for years Edward did his part, fighting alongside the other Maestros to drive the Silence back and safeguard his world. One day, a plan was hatched; a new complex machine, designed to receive and amplify tenfold the music of Maestros, had been prototyped and was advertised as a long term solution to the Silence. If, as the inventor explained, the Maestros could attract the entity that controlled the swarm, the Silent Queen, to the machine, it would be possible to eliminate her and her whole misbegotten brood. It carried immense risk, but they all agreed that it was worth the attempt if it could lead to lasting peace.

But they underestimated their opponent. The Silent Queen proved far more powerful and cunning than anticipated, and even the might of all the Maestros in concert could barely hold her back. And while they labored to battle her, a division of the swarm attacked the machine, damaging it and rendering it unstable. The plan was in ruins, and as the Maestros fled the people watching began to despair. That is, until an all too familiar guitar riff began to resound over the battlefield. Edward alone stood his ground, a smile never leaving his face.

"Thanks for coming, everyone!" he yelled to the broadcast across the world, "This is going to be the last Rock Maestro Recital for a while. But rather than cry that it's going to be over, let's smile and enjoy it while it lasts, yeah?!"

And he began to play, with heart and soul being thrown into the chords. In spite of the full might of the Silent Swarm falling down upon him again and again, Edward kept playing and kept smiling, until finally the Queen herself came forward to finish him. Just as she closed in, however, the machine spun to life with the whole of Edward's song, whirling and crackling with amplified energy even as it threatened to come apart. He looked to the cameras one last time with one last strike of the strings to play.

"We love you, people of the world! GOOD NIGHT!"

And with one last strum the machine overloaded with sonic energy and exploded, decimating the swarm and horribly injuring the Queen. She would flee before the other Maestros could finish her, but the damage done to her was severe and lasting. And though it cost him his life in the blast, Edward had given the world a concert to remember.

Magical Powers Section: (If his Maestro ability should be considered a magical power with specific "spells" I'll fill this out)

Special Talents:
The Power of Rock
Edward is a Maestro, which in his world means he has the power to wield music as a powerful force of nature so long as he possesses his instrument. When he plays, Edward can choose to tune his very soul with the music and produce a number of effects, though he typically conjures barriers of sound for protection or explosive shockwaves for attack.

Into the Mosh
Edward is notable for being one of the few Maestros that ever elected to enter physical combat, and as such he's able to move quick, strike hard, and take his share if push comes to shove.

A Maestro's Ear
Edward's skill with music owes itself in part to exceptionally good hearing, both in terms of range and precision.

If It Has Strings...
Edward's musical talent extends to other instruments besides the guitar, and with a little time to experiment he can passably play nearly any stringed instrument that is played with the hands.

Weapons:
Luna The affectionate name Edward gave to his guitar, it's his Maestro Instrument and as such has special properties. It's capable of producing sound when played in any environment (regardless of the presence of amps, electricity, or the like), he can call it to his hand at will, and Luna in particular is forged from the sturdiest material in Edward's world, thus allowing it to maintain both shape and sound when he wields it like an axe in melee combat.

Armor/Clothing:
See above picture. Clothing has no special properties; when in battle Edward relies on his own resilience and barriers of sound for protection.

Name: Amelia Rachael Ambersol
Alias/Titles: Kid Supreme, Tech Goddess, The Quantum Architect, The Perverse Light of Reason
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race: Human
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Personality: Amelia is, simply put, a scientific genius without peer and is thus supremely confident in her archival knowledge on both scientific and magical principles. Forever enthusiastic and excitable at the prospect of new discoveries, she possesses a good and noble heart that desires to employ her fantastical inventions to improve the lives of everyone on Earth and protect them from the otherworldly threats that frequently attempt to toy with their lives.

She is a perfectionist in every regard, holding herself to extremely high standards when it comes to her inventions, weaponry, and the quality of her heroics. A preventable loss of innocent life represents a stain on her pride, a failure of her calculations, and an imperfection to be stamped out.

The only thing in the world that could possibly match the height of her brilliance is the depth of her perversion, of which she is open with and unashamed of. Sexually attracted to more or less anything that moves, and perhaps a few things that do not, meeting new people and new forms of life never fail to fill Amelia with an overwhelming sense of joy and excitement.

Yes, we’ll just call it “excitement”…

History:
Amelia was born on Earth in the early 21st century to lower class family in Michigan, Ohio. Before her eyes had even fully cleared, her parents were astonished by the way she reached out at the blurred shapes that crossed her path, a gurgling awareness evident on her pudgy face. Her intellectual growth would be no less stunning, and at a mere six months old she was able to speak in clear sentences and walk (albeit clumsily) about her playroom.

This unprecedented intelligence quickly made her a local sensation, as she created for herself simplistic yet automated toys at there mere age of four. By the time she had reached the age of six, her IQ had been measured at 250 on the Wechsler Intelligence Scale for Children, mainly because the test was incapable of measuring anything beyond that.

It had also quickly become apparent that making friends at school was a fruitless endeavour, due to her being so far beyond her peers. Thus, despite her brilliant mind, Amelia often found herself eating alone at lunch. It was perhaps for this reason that she showed little hesitation when offered the opportunity to advance quickly through primary and secondary school.

Easily graduating high school before her seventh birthday, she likewise breezed her way to her first bachelor’s degree in just a year. Many more were soon to follow, each one taking progressively less time. Quantum Physics, Biology, Engineering (Chemical, Electrical, Mechanical), Theoretical Physics, and non-Euclidean geometry were just some of the fields she claimed expertise in by the time she had reached the ripe old age of twelve.

With little but scrap, she could build wondrous technological marvels never seen before or since. With the proper resources behind her, the sky was the limit. Because there were precious few problems that could challenge her intellect, it is perhaps for that reason she began dedicating more time to the one area she consistently performed poorly in: social interaction.

Though considered quite attractive, Amelia…struggled with the concept of boundaries. Her aggressive come-ons drove many her age (or of any age) away. This didn’t truly bother her, for she was thankful to have something that didn’t come easily to her.

But her relatively simple life would come to an end on the day the sky was torn open.

From beyond the veil of reality came the Nor’Galesh, a race as powerful and merciless as it was alien. Within hours of bleeding through to our reality, their attack had left the militaries of much of the Earth in ruins. No one could understand their motive for attacking, for they made no attempt to communicate.

Seeing the mass death sweeping across her world, Amelia, despite her very young age, joined with the remains of the United Nations to build the weapons necessary to combat these incomprehensible invaders. With her expertise behind them, they were able to stem the tide the Nor’Galesh before it could completely consume the planet. This was merely the start of a war that would span years, however.

Deeply excited to directly have a hand in confronting a race of creatures with so many tentacles, Amelia developed her own personal weapons that would allow her to stand on the battlefield alongside the millions of fighting men and weapon who used her technology on a daily basis. Though the leaders of the U.N. forces were extremely reluctant to have their top military engineer risking her life, there was little they could do to stop her.

As the years drew on, mankind slowly began to push the Nor’Galesh back, but were never able to score a decisive victory that could push them out entirely. This was because the dimension tear allowed new invaders to constantly pour forth to replace those who were slain. Realizing this herself, Amelia hatched a plan to lead an assault on the great tear in the sky.

More than seven years after the invasion began, the united forces of Earth launched an all-out assault on the tear. The brutality of the fighting that day easily eclipsed even the bloodiest battles of the war up till then. Nevertheless, they succeeded in allowing Amelia to get close to the tear in her war mech, the Himeros Mk. IV. Having completed—after years of research—a device capable of mending the tear, she flew directly into the rift before activating it.

Her plan succeeded, and the great tear was permanently sealed. But, as she had predicted, the process of closing the rift between their realities proved too much for the Himeros Mk. IV to handle, and it—and it’s pilot—were destroyed in the process. Amelia did not regret her decision in those final moments, however, for she firmly believed that death would merely be the start of an entirely new adventure of carnal discovery.

…And completely normal, chaste discovery, of course.

Magical Powers Section: None, though she is very aware of how magic works due to fighting the Eldritch-empowered Nor’Galesh for so many years. Most of her technology is made to be resistant towards it for that reason.

Special Talents: Superhuman intellect. Tactical and strategic planning. Superhumanly advanced knowledge of mechanical, biomechanical, chemical, electrical, and magitech engineering. Overall highly advanced knowledge over numerous fields of science. Can create surprisingly potent weaponry from surprisingly little.

Weapons:

Name of Device: Cranial Implant
Range of Device: Short
Description of Device: Compensates for Amelia ostensibly being a normal human by greatly enhancing her reaction speed to match the supernatural threats she faces daily.
Construction Time: N/A
Weakness: Head Trauma can interfere with its operation.

Name of Device: Pothos Mk. VI Utility Backpack
Range of Device: Short to Long
Description of Device: Contains a broad assortment of both combative and non-combative technologies. Amelia’s standard equipment that she always carries with her. Most prominently includes a sturdy omnidirectional deflector shield that can redirect powerful attacks both mundane and magical, and a vast array of bladed, ballistic, phase, and plasma weaponry capable of damaging magical creatures of various sorts—though particularly those of an Eldritch variety. It also includes a Quantum Immunity Field Generator that allows her to ignore time-altering spells and effects.
Construction Time: Will take at least a week to build, but once constructed can be used indefinitely unless damaged.
Weaknesses of Device: While her omnidirectional deflector shield might protect her from most direct forms of attack, Amelia remains a normal human beneath it. Should something find a way to circumvent the shield, she’s just as vulnerable as any civilian.

Name of Device: Himeros Mk. IV War Mech
Range of Device: Short to Long
Description of Device: Amelia’s ultimate weapon. A massive 30-metre-tall war mech built for heavy-duty action against the Nor’Galesh and any other eldritch or arcane threat facing the Earth. It connects directly with her Cranial Implant to allow Amelia to directly control it as she would her own body. Its reinforced Priapus armour allows it to absorb most forms of magical attacks (while preventing attempts to phase through the War Mech) and redirect them into its arcane-powered chest panel or otherwise use it to temporarily boost the power of its Vernier thrusters. Despite its great size, it is fast enough to easily achieve escape velocity. It is durable enough to withstand multi-megaton nuclear impacts with only superficial damage. It is additionally surrounded by a Quantum-Immunity Field that nullifies any time-altering spells placed upon it.

Its weaponry includes: A pair of wrist-mounted psionic blades capable of injuring even an Eldritch God. Twelve fixed twenty-kiloton railguns set at various locations on the front of the War Mech. Forty-eight nano-missiles launchers that, upon one successfully striking its target, will deploy nanites that will swarm into any available orifice and release a magic-nullifying toxin to temporarily rob them of their magic-based abilities (this can be lethal to beings that require magic to live). Arcane-fuelled chest panel energized by enemy’s magical attacks; at full charge can unleash a twenty-kilometre blast of considerable destructive power.

Construction Time: Up to a year with the proper resources behind her. Impossible to construct without good materials.

Weakness of Device: Its long construction time and considerable resource requirement. When she had the entire U.N. Military backing her, this wasn’t such an issue, but now it will be considerably difficult to find enough materials to reconstruct her greatest weapon.

Armor/Clothing: Impact absorbent jacket that arrests most of the kinetic damage to her vitals when struck or thrown a considerable distance. Does not protect legs or head.

Name: Lea
Nicknames/Aliases/Titles: Red Mask, Wanderer, Paladin of the Mask
Age: 26
Gender: female
Race: Human
Appearance:
Lea is a beautiful young woman with wavy, brown hair and green eyes. Her skin is lightly tanned. She often smiles, but can also be seen with a very stern face. Standing at 6'5" she is not very tall. She has a lean, athletic build. If she is free of tasks she tends to wear colorfull clothing, preferring green and orange. During her work she switches clothing a lot, but being bound by the kind of work she does it is often dark blue or grey. As her own world is rather medieval, he tends to a style according to this. She can be often seen wearen linnen trousers, a simple blouse and a colourful tunique to round things off.

Personality:
Lea is a sociable girl. She has found herself in a tight spot more than once in her life and has gotten out of it by luck or help and has, long ago, decided to pay this back and since tried to make life less threatening for people like her. Albeit she has a very own set of morale rules it can be definitely said that she does not like the innocent to be hurt and is very adamant that a given set of rules people agreed to must be kept. Mostly not for the good of oneself only, but for the good of anybody. Most of the time she will be joyful and helpful, but as soon as she sees the need to protect herself, her cause or somebody she decides worthy of protection she will change to a cool, stern attitude that can turn to lash outs of violence. During her work she usually decides to show this side.

History:
For Lea everything started out normally enough, being born in a caring family and so on. She was a little less lucky that her caring family worked in the grey areas of law. That had two effects on her: First the glimming spark of magic in the girl was not properly trained. Second she also learned living in this area was sometimes required. It got a good bit more troublesome when she, as still a more or less young girl, decided to take a tour through the wrong mansion. While she was over some other things were going on and in the end she took the blame. She fled, for the moment, and explored other countries and regions. It was an interesting and defining experience and the first time she was thought some control over her magic.
In the end she decided to return home, missing her family, especially her brother. She also missed the rather fixed system. Lea still worked outside of law she had just gotten a good bit better at it. But she missed the systematic approach to things. Where she came from thieves were organized in circles or guilds, for a city, sometimes a region, and the organizations themselves fell into the whole country's ring whith a King in the capital. Sure that generated some own problems, but in general it held people from doing dumb shit as that would endanger everyone.

For a while things went fine. She took the opportunity to get into the organizing part in the city she came from and as she was still on the verge of being considered an adult member she started out by caring for the children. Caring meant caring that they paid their duty, but Lea went ahead of that. she did some reorganization and withheld a lot of critique and attacks from other members of the circles. When she finally was considered an adult she rose up in the circle, taking care that the work she had done would be continued by someone she trusted and taking the seat of the master of thieves. The following years were hard, defined by a mixture of loyality and hate.
It ended rather suprisingly when she was approached, in one of her few quiet moments, by a middle-aged man with black her that showed the first traces of white, tanned skin, colorful clothing set with many shining decorations and the deepest mischievous smile she would ever see. She soon learned that this was the preferred form of the god of thieves. Things were about to go under, people were plotting against the circle and its rules. He needed someone to take care of that. It was apparent she would leave her position afterwards. Lea still did not skip a beat. And so she became a Paladin of the Mask.

In her countery the Paladins of the Mask were mere legends. Told only with a lot of inaccuracies and fiction in the normal life and even the rogues only new tales. Tales who put those following direct orders of the mask at a strange position between rogues and law, requiring the rogues to allegiance but also showcasing how the Paladins did not fear to work with the law, if it would set the course right. A set of speculation about the powers of the Paladins also widened and narrowed depending on the storyteller.
Other countries knew them better, having less organized rogue circles - or none - they only ever showed allegiance to those working in the name of their God to make sure some simple rules were held high.
Lea became a mixture of judge and deathsman. She would go to the cities were tensions were high and endangering the city, the rogues or sometimes even innocent bystanders as the poor and beggars. The following years her job was to settle these tensions. This could mean something as trivial as two thieves (or organizations) having a lasting dispute over loot, or something as important as a sovereign deciding to wipe out any thieve, murderer, prostitute, brute and if necessary all of their families - sometimes out of pure spite, sometimes because one group was too troubling.

Most of the time her mission was lonely. You do not tend to make many friends if you are only at places to stop people from breaking rules and punishing them for it. You make even less friends if those people are used to think no rule would apply to them. And things get really complicated if a decision requires you to wipe out entired groups just for the rest to survive. Her motivation helped her through this, but she had te agreement with her god to one day just retire in peace. It would not come to this. She had been chasing down a circle of human traffickers (slaves being one of the things her god especially despised) and was in the best process of getting law to finally end their work, when one of the traffickers' mages slightly overshot his goal. The whole building was blown up before the law forces could enter, efficiently ending the circle but also dealing a lot of damage to the surroundings in which Lea happened to be. She was badly injured. The kind of badly injured that even magic would not fix in time. She was too far away from home to bid her farewell. She let herself get fixed up enough to be able to get somewhere and disappeared to a quiet place for her final hours.


Special Talents:
- Lock picking: Lea still physically picks lock - mostly with the help of sets designed for this. But she has an undeniable talent for this, most locks not really posing a barrier between her and her goals
- Diplomacy: Sometimes better, sometimes worse, but in general Lea has learned to live up to her task and this always require some diplomacy. She has a mostly helpful feeling at which points which wors are needed and at which point blatant blackmail might be more useful than arguments. This partially also includes an ability to adapt into societies and just blend in.
- Cryptography: Albeit not being skilled in the use of technology, Lea knows how to use cryptography in her world, knowing a growing set of codes, possible ways to hide messages either physically or through the use of magic and as many options to break these.

Weapons: Lea is skilled to fight with an epee or daggers and has some profiency in using throwing knives.

Armor/Clothing: (for what type of armor/clothes they use, and if it actually has any magical effects please describe)
Necklace of the Mask: A necklace showing a simplified mask. It provides her with some protective effects, making her immune to (mostly) any poison and effectively hindering people to access her aura or mind. For beings not to powerful and skilled it makes her appear as unmagical.
During her usual work she wears normal clothes: Linnen trousers, a simple shirt and a tunique or simple dresses, often adapting to the environment she is currently working in such that she can blend in. If she is prepared for combat she owns a leather armor, protecting her from the worst injuries and making it harder to use spells against her which are aimed at restraining her in battle e.g. by blinding.
Her formal "uniform" is a white robe with a red mask on the chest and red splashes on any seams, looking like blood. Albeit this attire heightens her possibility to cast spells she does not chose it very often as it is anything but

Name: Edward James David
Nicknames/Aliases/Titles: The Maestro of Rock
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Race: Human

Personality: Edward is extremely laid back, often vying to take things easy and see how situations play out before him rather than directly act to force them onto a specific path. "Let the flow decide, it knows what it wants" as he often says. That is not to say he's lazy or indecisive however; he has a great deal of conviction and determination, he simply doesn't believe in forcing issues except as a last resort. Beyond that, he's a very kind hearted man who, at the end of the day, wants nothing more than to make more smiles in the world.

History: Edward comes from a world where music is life in a very literal sense. Everything runs on some form of sonic power, music is central to every aspect of culture, and those who take the time to cultivate it are able to use the power of song to influence the world around them. In this world, there exists a group of individuals who are particularly gifted with this ability in specific genres of music; these grandmaster musicians are known collectively as Maestros. And among them, Edward James David is known for being one of the youngest to ever achieve the title, taking the position in the genre of Rock & Roll. However, as he soon found out, being a Maestro was not a life of luxury and fame; for, in a world centered around sound and music, there was of course a force that sought to silence it.

That was what it was called. The Silence. A race of jet black creatures that behaved like an insect swarm and had but one desire; the extermination of all music. And it fell to the holders of the Maestro title to defend against them. And for years Edward did his part, fighting alongside the other Maestros to drive the Silence back and safeguard his world. One day, a plan was hatched; a new complex machine, designed to receive and amplify tenfold the music of Maestros, had been prototyped and was advertised as a long term solution to the Silence. If, as the inventor explained, the Maestros could attract the entity that controlled the swarm, the Silent Queen, to the machine, it would be possible to eliminate her and her whole misbegotten brood. It carried immense risk, but they all agreed that it was worth the attempt if it could lead to lasting peace.

But they underestimated their opponent. The Silent Queen proved far more powerful and cunning than anticipated, and even the might of all the Maestros in concert could barely hold her back. And while they labored to battle her, a division of the swarm attacked the machine, damaging it and rendering it unstable. The plan was in ruins, and as the Maestros fled the people watching began to despair. That is, until an all too familiar guitar riff began to resound over the battlefield. Edward alone stood his ground, a smile never leaving his face.

"Thanks for coming, everyone!" he yelled to the broadcast across the world, "This is going to be the last Rock Maestro Recital for a while. But rather than cry that it's going to be over, let's smile and enjoy it while it lasts, yeah?!"

And he began to play, with heart and soul being thrown into the chords. In spite of the full might of the Silent Swarm falling down upon him again and again, Edward kept playing and kept smiling, until finally the Queen herself came forward to finish him. Just as she closed in, however, the machine spun to life with the whole of Edward's song, whirling and crackling with amplified energy even as it threatened to come apart. He looked to the cameras one last time with one last strike of the strings to play.

"We love you, people of the world! GOOD NIGHT!"

And with one last strum the machine overloaded with sonic energy and exploded, decimating the swarm and horribly injuring the Queen. She would flee before the other Maestros could finish her, but the damage done to her was severe and lasting. And though it cost him his life in the blast, Edward had given the world a concert to remember.

Magical Powers Section: N/A

Special Talents:
The Power of Rock
Edward is a Maestro, which in his world means he has the power to wield music as a powerful force of nature so long as he possesses his instrument. When he plays, Edward can choose to tune his very soul with the music and produce a number of effects, though he typically conjures barriers of sound for protection or explosive shockwaves for attack.

Into the Mosh
Edward is notable for being one of the few Maestros that ever elected to enter physical combat, and as such he's able to move quick, strike hard, and take his share if push comes to shove.

A Maestro's Ear
Edward's skill with music owes itself in part to exceptionally good hearing, both in terms of range and precision.

If It Has Strings...
Edward's musical talent extends to other instruments besides the guitar, and with a little time to experiment he can passably play nearly any stringed instrument that is played with the hands.

Weapons:
Luna The affectionate name Edward gave to his guitar, it's his Maestro Instrument and as such has special properties. It's capable of producing sound when played in any environment (regardless of the presence of amps, electricity, or the like), he can call it to his hand at will, and Luna in particular is forged from the sturdiest material in Edward's world, thus allowing it to maintain both shape and sound when he wields it like an axe in melee combat.

Armor/Clothing:
See above picture. Clothing has no special properties; when in battle Edward relies on his own resilience and barriers of sound for protection.

Name: Drake Cross
Nicknames/Aliases/Titles: The Street Samurai. The Nightingale. The First Safeguardian. The Demon.
Age: 42
Gender: Male
Race: Cambion

Personality: Drake Cross is a rather bitter man now. In his youth, he was as upbeat as the next young hero, but he stuck with the business longer than most. Lost more than most. He sees being a hero as a burden, but if he doesn't take it up, someone else will. Someone younger. Someone with more to lose. That's why he does what he does. He puts in the effort. Risks his life so other people won't have to.
When he isn't fighting crime, or saving the world, he has lately found himself at the bottom of the bottle more often than not. Looking to find some new meaning in life.

History: The world Drake Cross was born into was one without formal law. A modern world, that was home to all sorts of magical creatures. The only reason the world hadn't destroyed itself was that certain individuals took it upon themselves to uphold what they thought the law should be. You see, in Drake's world, all formal government was abolished shortly after the dark ages. A series or revolutions destroyed the monarchy. The wrong people got voted in, and capitalism happened so democracy was cut out. We all know what happened to communism. It was a dark time, but eventually, it got better. People started to respect each other and treat each other better because there was nothing stopping revenge killings. Sure there were people who fought for a law to be established. Vigilantes who wanted a way for the weak to defend themselves. But without law, there was nothing they could do. The weak got weaker and the strong got stronger.

Drake Cross was born to a human mother as she had traded sex for protection with a powerful demon. Drake was kept a secret, and his mother explained the situation of his birth, and why he must remain secret. So, at a young age, he decided to fight for the law. Equality. People shouldn't have to put out just to feel safe. He became known as the Street Samurai because he used a sword as his main weapon. Striking from the shadows at all those who he deemed evil. His name changed to the Nightingale as the rumours spread, and he started using more guns as well. He became the first of a new order. The Safeguards. A group of people whose sole purpose was to make the majority of people feel safe. By hunting down and killing the people who caused trouble. Serial killers and rapists were at the top of the list, but it soon became evident that another faction was becoming the Safeguards' most pronounced enemy. A faction known only as The Darkness.

The Darkness was a gang of serial killers, rapists and thieves led by a demon. The demon was, in fact, Drake Cross's father. The war between the Safeguards and The Darkness was long. Many people on both sides perished. Drake Cross led the Safeguards for fifteen years before they found out his Father was head of The Darkness. It was controversial. There was a coup, and Drake was kicked out of the Organisation he founded. His wife left him, and he went from being a Saviour to a Villian. He didn't actually do anything wrong, it was just because of who his father was.

He turned to alcohol on the nights he wasn't out taking his anger out on people who were doing crimes. One day, while sitting at a bar he saw a news broadcast that showed that the Safeguards had led a raid on a Darkness hideout, but it was a trap. The Safeguards suffered heavy losses. Even if they had thrown him out, they were still his friends. So, now after seven years, he finally decided to finish what he started. Do what he became a hero to do. Kill his father.

He got back in his old suit, and with his sword in one hand, and a bottle of scotch in the other, he walked to confront his father. Embracing his demonic heritage more than he ever has, he stormed the Darkness compound and slaughtered them all. Fought his way through countless thugs. Until he found himself in the throne room. Standing opposite his father, he took a swig of the scotch and threw the half-full bottle at his father.

The ensuing battle was long and hard fought. The Demon had more raw power, but Drake had skill, guns and nothing to lose. The fight ended with Drake impaled on his own sword, which was stabbed into a wall, trapping him, as his father gloated. It was at this moment that Drake pulled out a hand grenade and let it explode. The explosion killed both Drake and his father. Leaving his world to be saved by the rest of the Safeguards.

Magical Powers Section:

Name of Power: Demonic Blood
Range of Power: Self (Passive)
Description of Power Effects: Due to his demonic heritage, Drake cross is strong enough to lift small cars and bend metal, fast enough to move at/beyond the highway speed limit, and durable enough to withstand being thrown off tall buildings.

Name of Power: Apocalypse Form
Range of Power: Self
Description of Power Effects: Drake has access to what Demons call their Apocalypse Form. It is the monstrous true form of a demon. In this Form, Drake has the ability to control and create Hell Fire. Additionally, it makes him strong enough to lift heavy vehicles and punch through steel, fast enough to move at subsonic speeds, agile enough to leap over small buildings and dodge supersonic attacks, durable enough to withstand bullets, grenades and low-to-medium explosives.

Weaknesses of Spell: The Apocalypse Form isn't indestructible. If hit hard enough, it can force Drake to revert back. Additionally, it takes its toll on Drake when he reverts back, often leaving him physically exhausted.

Name of Power: Lore of the Fundament
Range of Power: Self
Description of Power Effects: The Lore of The Fundament is the ability a demon has to control how the world interacts with them. It manifests as a Demon/Cambion being able to move at superhuman speeds, walk on walls and ceilings, or jump really dar or high.
Weaknesses of Spell: The abilities are strictly self-based, and do not extend past the self. In this way, momentum doesn't work the same as normal speed. Attacks from high speed only hit as hard as if it were travelling at normal speed.

Special Talents: First and foremost, Drake's skills are as a gunslinger and swordsman.

Weapons: Drake's main weapon is a Japanese Odachi. He also carries around two high calibre automatic pistols.

Armour/Clothing: He wears kevlar plated armour underneath a parge coat.