Name: Aeden Demavend
Age: 39
Bloodline: Pure Seraphim

Appearance: Aeden’s eyes are a stunning electric blue and a halo of the same color. His black hair only serves to accent the attention grabbing factor of those two features. He bears scars up and down his wrists from a failed suicide as well as all over his body from Therosi rituals. In spite of his scars and his physique his skin retains a very healthy appearance likely due to his bloodline. He has feathered ethereal wings that are the same color as his eyes and halo.

Group: Member of the Aion and Former Slave of the Therosi

Physique: Having been kept as a vessel for many Therosi blood rituals for the first half of his life Aeden’s phsyical development is somewhat stunted. He stands shorter than average with a lean build.







Experience: Aeden’s time as a slave tempered his ability to survive in the worst of conditions. His very drive to live grew even stronger after his attempted suicide as he manifested through sheer will what would eventually be his Cure Wounds spell. At the time his Cure Wounds was more of a close minor wounds that he manifested through sheer will. When he saved himself from his suicide attempt he barely survived, and the Therosi noticed putting him through harsher rituals to push him to the limit.

Aion rescued Aeden when he was 21 years old. Over the next 18 years he trained his Cure Wounds to an average level, and he learned how to use Divine Spear up to an amateur level. The spell is extraordinarily difficult, but his bloodline does make it possible for him to manifest elemental energy into the divine. He knows it could potentially summon pure divine energy in the form of a spear, however he has only scratched the surface of what he could do with it. From what he knows about how the spell works if trained to a high enough tier he could create and project multiple spears at a farther distance with greater power, however it is a much harder spell than most to train and master.

Aeden worked as a part of Aion's rescue team and with his affinity for learning magic he was encouraged to learn Protection from Chaos. He became quite competent in its use over time and used it to protect the lives of his squad.

All of Aeden’s combat training is through the Aion, and while he is a capable fighter he is technically nothing special. He gained some attention for his ability to push through the pain of training.

Motivation: To rise up in the world and become so powerful that those that would cause him suffering or cost him his freedom would have to think thrice before making a move on him. He also wishes to rescue any of the mixed-blood children he sired to train them to be strong as well.

Birthplace: Aeden was born in Vrondi in an isolated home in the jungles, however Therosi agents kidnapped him and killed his parents because they couldn’t capture them alive and brought him to Nero.

Equipment:

Aion Knight Armor-

Protects against most basic sharp blades and arrows with a Divine enchantment that adds a layer of protection even on the fabric and jewels.

Full Leg Armour-

Steel armor.

Aion shield-

A steel shield enchanted with divine protection which protects against chaotic spells and grants the wielder greater protection from curses and diseases. It can defend against most heavy steel blade attacks without a scratch due to this layer of protection. It also remains neutral in temperature at all times under this protection.

Aion sword-

Divine steel. Made from conjuring steel from a divine realm. It has a blue glow in the dark and is impervious to chaotic destruction. It is sharper than normal steel, able to cut steel on its own with enough force. But this blade is quick to chip. The sheathe fixes the blade over time with a divine enchantment.

Mirror's Potion-
A blue elixir that freezes the one who drinks it in a coating of ice until their wounds are entirely healed.

Home Traveling Scroll
A scroll that can bring the user to a place they've been before.

Orb of Containment
An orb used to contain essence of creatures or items. Especially useful for Seers.

Preused Spellbook
A spellbook containing a detailed list of Ethereal spells. Granting one whom studies it the ability to cast a "Phantasm" spell.

Moonlit Lantern
A lantern brighter than any normal torch or lantern. It has a low blue light and contains a moonstone.

Extra Info:

• Aeden's commitment to the Aion has been reignited thanks to Shye.
• Aeden has very high standards for others, but especially for himself.
• In spite of his feeling about Aion’s cause, Aeden has a huge amount of respect for Mirror.

Bank: 7 Gold 8 Bronze
Stamina: 30 Soul: 40

Name: Talise "Tali" Nerida

Age: 28

Bloodline: Tyro/Lassa 50/50 split



Group: Independent but often helps out the Magoi

Physique: Slim with some good curves. She is fit and well used to traveling and physical activity.

Stamina: 34 Soul: 61

Abilities: Fully amphibious (both fresh and salt water), lava swimmer (immune to burning and heat, can still take damage from fire attacks and magic), deep diving (immune to pressure changes and the cold, can still take damage from icy attacks and magic), strong exothermic aura (nondamaging, simply very warm within about 2 meters, enough to melt natural snow and ice as well as warm an area up considerably), cartilage skeleton (highly enhanced flexibility and speed of skeletal healing at the cost of being more prone to skeletal injury), deep eyes (can see in low and no light conditions, though her ability to discern color in no light conditions is hampered)

Spells:

Note: All of her spells that target creatures can be resisted by high wills or resistance to illusions and glamours.

Gear Protection (Divine): Provides 24 hours of protection for gear equal to her innate resistances.

Melodic Discord (Chaos): Tali begins playing a song laced with subliminal notes. Hostile targets within earshot begin to hallucinate, seeing each other as Tali, sowing chaos. Meanwhile, Tali herself disappears from their sense for the duration.

Soothe the Soul (Divine): While of little use in combat, it can ease negotiations, rest, and emotions. This song will cause all creatures within earshot to experience a sense of calm and safety, providing them with far less reason for aggression or negative emotions. It provides a side benefit of reducing stress and increasing the effectiveness of healing, thus allowing use as a supplementary technique to enhance healing methods.

Warm the Heart (Chaos): This song captivates audiences, causing their ability to perceive anything but Tali to fade heavily. Creatures of her choice within earshot will lose the ability to focus upon anything but her and her music. This makes it easy for others to escape, pick pockets, remove targets, or any other action deemed necessary. Tali cannot perform any odd actions during the performance or the audience can begin to resist the effects even if they have been ensnared already.

Entropic Dirge (Chaos): This dirge causes targets within earshot to become sluggish and weak as chaotic energies chew at them. It causes no real or lasting damage, but it will lessen their strength, speed, and weaken their magical strength.

Laissez Vibrer (Chaos, Fire): Tali's song casts an invisible illusion that will...attend to her target's needs. This causes the target to become incapacitated for up to 6 hours as they enjoy themselves. If in combat, this spells fails immediately upon hostility towards the target. The illusion causes actual tactile sensation and warmth.

Feast and Song (Divine, Earth, Fire, Water): Tali conjures a single person table brimming with food and drink. It is a royal feast for the participant. She uses it to eat her fill for a day and not need any more food or drink that day.

Spiritsong (Divine): Summons a being of pure force through music. This being takes the general profile of a legendary hero and fits a specific type of weapon. No matter what type of weapon they are equipped with, the hero can attack a foe as a proxy of Tali. Once their attacks are done, the heroic being will dissipate. If multiple attacks are made, Tali can switch the hero between strikes to offer variety. The heroes will attack in tempo with her song. [Cost: 0-10 Soul, first attack free, 2-3 are 2 Soul per, 4-5 are 3 per, max 5 attacks]

Pet: A humanoid servitor that obeys her commands without complaint or hesitation. Requires no sustenance or rest. It cannot fight effectively and can at best do some minor pummeling. It carries a floating crystal to light areas for its mistress.

Experience: Her birthplace and subsequent childhood led her to learn some basic capabilities in defending herself. In addition to weapon training, she developed her musical capability with just about any instrument she could lay hands upon. Once she hit 18, she traveled to Tide. There, she began to pick up on some magical theory by talking to some of the mages, thus giving her a foundation to work upwards from. As she toiled away trying to develop spells, a Magoi agent came into the city. He was looking for help in getting to the area near her birthplace. Apparently, some artifact was lost there. Seeing an opportunity, she offered her skills and knowledge of the area. The Magoi agent offered her coin, but she refused and instead asked for formal magic training. As odd as her request was, the agent had no other options, so he accepted her proposal. They ventured to her birthplace, where she rather easily led him to the landmarks he needed. The artifact turned out to be irreparably damaged, but its historical value still stood. The Magoi, needing time anyway to study the artifact and area, took to training her in the magical arts until he left. This left her with complete formal training equivalent to a journeyman, so she could develop independently from there. Spending the next 7 years practicing and acting as a scholarly mercenary, she developed her musical spells. Now, in the past year, she has gained knowledge of the area around her birthplace and of the surrounding cities and towns.

Motivation: She is driven heavily to become a stronger mage as well as unlock more secrets. Despite helping the Magoi consistently and making her home in her birthplace, thus being within close proximity to the guild, she keeps independent so she can track certain artifacts or items of interest without losing them to guild politics. Outside of a thirst for more knowledge and power, she wishes to learn how to create more servitors like the one she found as her pet.

Birthplace: Tearia, where a lava flow meets the ocean to the NE of Tide.

Extra Info: Her blood contains a variant of chlorocruorin that is as efficient as hemoglobin. This causes her blood to be light green when deoxygenated and darker green when oxygenated. Her eyes are a salient ice blue and glow very dimly. She is a very good cook and can play most instruments. Her metabolism is very high and basically leaves her perpetually in her standard fit form. She has to eat nearly three times the amount as normal. Her "natural" scent is actually very much like standing by the sea with a fragrant wood burning nearby.

Money: 1 diamond, 1 silver

Name: Ast 'aril Elissande 'Alice'
Age: 22
Bloodline: Tyro / Sol
Appearance

Ast oftens wear a white linen cloak that dons her snowy straight hair. It also covers the Horn of the descendant, but Alice wears it more because the Magician's cloak make her look bigger and imposing. Her cloak have the Crest of the Magoi's guild that can disappear with the use of her Light Magic. On her pouch contains a family crest hidden by a rather elaborate series of magic. She has light yellow eyes and appears younger like most descendants.

Group: The Magoi

Physique: Ast is a tall girl of 173cm in height. She was thin and have ashen skin. The imposing height of her adds weigh to her words. Her slenders fingers are smooth like silk, with occasional marks of ink along the wrist.
Weight ~ 53kg

Abilities:
Paperwork: Ast is good at doing paperwork. Her reports are often clear and concise.

Intrigue: She has a good listening ear to current affairs. What that is less known from her is that she is good in dealing against plots, and things like disguise and forging letters are second nature to her. She doesn't let people know about this, due to her not wanting to be involved in what she calls 'petty affairs'

Not actually a spell of the books, and more from the way she uses magic. She is able to forge the casting style of other magicians, but she felt that its not useful because its more of a trick to just downplay her power. She can make parchment ink glow at night, comes in handy when she doesn't want to let people know that she's awake.

The other tricks that she used on hiding a spell is by overlapping a very obvious magic over a subtle magic. The magic she wanted to hide will often be overlooked, especially to an impatient person. She had only used it when she was an Apprentice, and doubted she would use them again.

She has quite an eye for traps spun out of magic, due to her more than wary personality.

Spells: As a mage of the Magoi, Ast specialises in using Magic. Her spells are Light and Fire based. She is known to cast invisible flames. Her castings of magic is very neat.

Invisibility - By wrapping herself around the flows of light, Ast is able to turn invisible. It works best under the bright sunlight. -3 Soul

Invisible Flames - Ast's favourite magic, where she sends blasts of invisible flames to the opponent. The cast of magic is tedious, thus the cast time is longer for this one. -6 Soul

Illusions - By casting a spell on what her friends call the dances of light, Ast is able to create Illusions. Phantom Warriors, Cavalry and beasts are what she can create. Usually the darker the place, the less of what she could create. Moonlight works very well for her, and she had used lanterns in areas that are pitch black.

Due to it being constructs of light, it is able to harm the undead. She uses it usually by distracting her enemies with those illusions, then sending a few of her flames within the crowd of images.-6 Soul

Heavenly Flare - Bright flaming lances that makes the noon seem like the night, opposite of her Invisible Flames. To Ast, the cast of magic is very simple. By just converging light and Fire magic together with a good amount of magic, a blast of magic that travels straighter than an arrow can be churned out. Monsters can be blinded when consumed by such spell. -8 Soul

Pet: Valavin, Alice's favourite pet dove. She had raised it from a young age.

Experience: Ast was born in as a lady of a noble house. Her life was smooth sailing and comfortable, having a somehow easy life. From a young age, Ast was tutored by her uncle, the Head of her family. Being the most well-behaved as compared to her brothers, she was favoured by her Family Head. Until the day where the head of the noble house succumbed to his illness. Due to him siring no heir, Ast's father was of course the first to inherit.

But to her surprise, her name was amongst those that were written down on her uncle's will. It strained her relationship with her two older brothers, who were not in the Family Head lists of any potential inheritance. She was too young to understand why her siblings have suddenly stopped talking to her.

The inheritance was formally announced, her name in the will have been changed to her elder brother. Her father did not suspect anything, due to his own name being untouched, also her brother is the oldest amongst the three children. She did not understand the mindset of her siblings, to betray his own blood-related sister just over a few words on the parchment paper.

Deciding not to pursue on what she cursed as 'childish' under her own breath, she had announced to her parents that she will be pursuing her studies at the Magoi's Guild. Her father, the now family head, thought she was just keen in furthering her studies and was more than proud to let her go.

Joining the Magoi's Guild as an Apprentice, Ast wanted to distance herself from those nonsense affairs of her house. Her family's crest is with her, granted by her parents just in case she needs them. That is obviously not something she could throw away. But also, it was not a thing that she wants to let people find out.

Studying there was easy, especially with the upbringing of the old horse. Time and time she have grasped her theory of magic perfectly. A few times her classmates have asked her to help out with their assignments. and she have learnt of her affinity of magic to be fire and light.

Casting her first spell, the Heavenly Flare. A cast that uses both of her affinity. That magic alone had surprised both her classmates and her teachers, as much as they tried to hide them.

She had never been complacent of her talents, more often than not she had been asking her teachers and peers on what she could improve on her Magic.

Even in her days of an apprentice, her castings of her magic was so neat and elegant that her friends called her Illusion spell the 'Dances of Light'. Her flows and patterns of her spells is recognisable. That had made her queasy, her trails of magic has became as personal as those waxed seals on Parchments. Sooner or later someone will uncover her relation to her old family. She tried changing the pattern of the Dances of Light, so what her friends have called. A different cast, and objects disappears around her. Or have appeared to, as she could still feel that shape and pattern of the Noble Insignia. That was what had her learn the Spell of Invisibility. One that is used by other affinities.

It can be easily used on the fireball skill, and it became her favourite cast.

There was an assignment by a guild professor, and it was to enchant objects. The childish games of intrige have proven useful to her. The presentation was a pen that can make the ink Glow. But there was a subtle enchantment that she made. The mark of her house was hidden away from her magic. And when the professor asked on how she could even afford such a pen, she lied to him that it was a gift from her father before enrollment. And he bought the story. There she knew that there is a trick to concealing those traces of magic.

Completeing her study once coming of age, she took on jobs that involves hunting monster, and definitely, cleansing the undead.

Motivation: Ast was keen on her study of history. As curious as once she was, she pondered on How the Magicians of the old times cast magic differently. And on how much have been lost since the times of the Divine and Chaos. Writing a book is amongst her ambitions.

~ To complete her study of Ancient magic, and to become respected not from her house's influence, but from her own merits.

Birthplace: Ast is born from a noble house in Vrondi

Personaility: Ast is the kind of person who tries to be trustworthy, but somehow finds herself in situations where she weaves words and stories. A girl who was involved in an inheritance dispute, and sneaky acts like forging letters and disguises are second nature to her.

She appeared friendly and helpful despite what she does. And she doesn't hold any grudges over the betrayal from her siblings, only confusion. She is haughty and wants to be respected not by her house's name, but of her own accomplishments. Due to that, she hides her connections and family name when she joins the Magoi guild.

She is very cautious, and more often than not she had found herself to be aware of the situations and politics of the gild. And her spells are more based on sneaky acts of intrigue. She wanted a more honest life, and is keen on writing a book of History and Ancient Magic.

Coin: 5 Silver 5 Gold 2 Emeralds 1 Diamond
1 Silver
+ 10 Gold from Christmas?

Moonlit Lantern - 1 Gold 4 Silver

Divine Element Ring & Two Divine Potions - 20 Gold ( 1 Diamond, 2 emerald, 4 Gold)

Stamina: 25 Soul: 52

Name: Itzel Chalchihuitlcue
Age: 25
Sex: Fully functional hermaphrodite, 100% sterile
Sexual Preference: Bisexual
Bloodline: Oro/Seraphim 60/40
Appearance:


Group: Alliance
Physique: Slim and frail looking
Abilities:

Stamina: 28 Soul: 36

Earth Manipulation: While she can do the standard manipulations, she is more specialized in crystal manipulation. She can manipulate earthen materials, especially crystals, into other shapes, causing her to be able to make tools and equipment. When dealing with crystals, she can make more intricate designs than other earthen items. -3 Stamina per weapon. 0 for small weapons.

Air Manipulation: Itzel has two uses of this, a no cost capability to let her hover in place when flying and an ability that costs stamina to allow her to increase the speed at which she flies, allowing for faster travel and extra strength on attacks done at the increased speed as she flies by. Hovering involves her flapping her wings in conjunction with manipulating air to keep in place. -0

Racial Abilities:
Enhanced Reduced Strength: Stronger physically than other Seraphim but weaker than most Oro
Thicker Hide
Improved Air Capacity
Soul Sight

Spells:

Crystal Conjuring (Earth, Conjuration): By using her soul essence, Itzel can summon crystal. The cost increases as she creates more crystal. She can form materials to manipulate into items at a relatively low cost, but she can also make entire defensive walls of crystal at a higher cost. -4 Soul per eight feet of crystal

Reflective Crystal Bulwark (Divine, Enchantment, Conjuration): By enchanting targeted crystals, Itzel can make them reflect spells that hit them and to cause physical attacks on them to conjure and spray crystal shrapnel on the attacker. -4 Soul per enchanted crystal mass.

Skills: Drawing, sculpting, crystal crafting, carving, proficient with armor and weapons

Pet: Royal Oro griffin/wyvern hybrid mount bred for beauty and combat. Slightly larger than a large horse. Named Gaston.



Experience: Itzel was born as a rarity, having gemlike scales and being a sterile hermaphrodite. So, she was given a large amount of attention throughout her early life, resulting in both education and training as well as pains taken to hide the less desirable fact about her sex. As part of her training, she discovered an affinity for crystals. By using crystals, she learned to craft items. The first spell she learned was how to conjure crystals for her use. She then could alter the crystal with her manipulation. This led to her taking courses in sculpting early on, supplemented with drawing courses to help her artistic ability.

Once she reached the age of 17, she began to experiment with forming more variety to her creations. She could already fashion items for sculpting as well as pieces for sculptures. She expanded that to include weapons and armor befitting a royal Oro. Despite being technically smithwork, her creations were always highly artistic and helped her avoid scorn since the forming happened through her magic and not physical labor. She also began getting letters and visitors trying to buy her womb. Other royals wanted her scales within their family and thus wanted to pay her to have a child. Even if she were fertile, she wouldn't have wanted to accept, so her secret gave her yet more resolve to say no.

Two years later, she encountered a group of nice seeming individuals. They convinced her that they were working to improve life for everyone. Because of her rather sheltered upbringing, she was unaware of what happened behind the scenes. The group had insidious desires, leeching money from Oro families. Itzel stumbled upon the plot one night as she took late afternoon walk to avoid a sudden influx of more offers. The cultists, as expected, were hostile. They attempted to attack her. She reflexively summoned crystal walls to prevent them getting to her. They had a man that could break through the walls. So, she panicked and just tried something with her magic. She intended to make the wall spiked, but instead it came out smooth. the cultist hit the wall, thinking it would break again, but it withstood his first hit and sprayed him with shrapnel. The wounds she inflicted slowed him enough for some of the guard to find and assist her. The guard dismantled the cult shortly after, though many families lost much of their fortunes.

That little taste of fighting, while incredibly scary, felt intuitively right to Itzel. Her family saw an opportunity to possibly get her to work towards a highly prestigious goal. They let her learn how to fight, pushing her to work to become a candidate to become Queen. She took to the bow and sling, even learning how to fire the bow with a shield on her arm. In melee, she intuitively defaulted to her dangerous tail. Until she turned 25, she trained as a warrior, the plan being for her to join the military. Then, the Alliance formed. Her family immediately put her in as a candidate, seeing yet another opportunity for prestige and getting her a better lot in society.

Itzel was accepted over the others due to her martial prowess and involvement in the cult's takedown. Now, only a month after her 25th birthday, she was sent out to meet the Alliance and show them both the beauty and strength of the Oro.

Motivation: Itzel's short term focus is to help the Alliance. She also has a particular hatred of cults and slavery, valuing freedom of thought and action. Her long term goal is to become the Oro Queen. She has heard some rumors of the Therosi slavers, so another long term goal in her drive to become Queen has led her to have the idealistic desire to end the Therosi.

Birthplace: Gaia, in the mountains among other royals.
Extra Info: Primarily uses her tail in melee. Smells like peppermint and cinnamon. If she sweats, the smell doubles in strength. She thrives in combat.

Money: 20 Gold 3 diamonds 2 emeralds
Items:
1 full stamina(And health) regenerating potion. 2 half regens. 1 full soul regen.
Necklace from the Dragon cult - A necklace that has a mysterious chaotic aura within it. Given to her before she left to meet the alliance. Said it will give her safer passage when in Wyvern territory.

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Appearance: A gigantic descendant standing over two meters in height. He has a finely defined musclulature that give the reflective impression of being able to kill a dragon.
Absent of the large singular horn he that once stood proudly at the top of his head, what replaced it now was a sanded down column that was left over, which glows amber when Intaba is casting or using a spell.
Intaba has dark skin, and red hair, hair with a similar color to that of a burning flame. His eyes are also akin to a burning flame, sclera a hot orange like the flames closer to their source, and his eyes, yellow like the tips of the same scalding fire.
He wears pieces of his protective armor forged by himself alongside the cadre of Sureiya smiths. The armor as a whole consisted of an alloy that contributed to a black color in the absence of heat, and red in abnormal conditions. The armor had gold and amber accents and finalized itself to mock the appearance of a dragon in the visage of a descendant.
Intaba wields a large chakram, larger than himself, that can be attributed to a large deathwheel that he slings around any who are unlucky enough to face him.

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Name: Oshisayo 'Ashlord' Intaba the Despoiler
Age: 30
Bloodline: 50% Tyro / 50% Oro
Group: Ex-Sureiya. Deserter. Bandit.
Physique: Mesomorphic Inverted Triangle. Muscular from training and life in Fotia.
Height: 271.78 cm / 8'11"
Weight: 159.21 Kg / 351 lb.

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Abilities:

• Dirty Wound: An attack that is roughly done with a bladed weapon, the bladed weapon is heated to auto-cauterize the wound in order to slow, if not negate the healing or treatment of the affected area.
  Achilles' Cut: A homed throw of his chakram, aimed at an opponent in order to weaken or immobilize a target through directed strikes on certain areas.
• Scale-Shatter: An attack which removes air from the space in front of the strike , increasing the pressure of the strike from micro-explosions due to spontaneous contact within a vacuum against the surface area of scales or armor it comes in contact with, with the intention to shatter or break it, has the capability of shattering stone.
• Hardened Combatant: A skilled Chakram user from a deep understanding of the weapon he uses, he can utilize it in most fights easily, and in eccentric ways.
• Dracon Blade: The path of the Sureiya warrants use of a blade with heavy cleaves, and deep slashes, affecting Intaba's use of large blades akin to constantly fighting against a dragon.
• Physical Conditioning: Intaba has had his body trained to fight against dragons and their kin. Is able to survive rougher conditions than most due to this training.
• Strength: Intaba has an adequate level of strength from his experience, upbringing, and lifestyle. An obsidian column would take time, but wouldn't be difficult to topple.
• Extreme Heat Survival: Life in Fotia is hot. Living there, and his genetics have graced him with being able to survive spontaneous situations in high heat.
• Altitude Survival: Oro blood runs in these veins, and allows for easier traversal through areas of thinner atmospheres, reduces risk of altitude sickness or hypoxia.

Spells:

• Violation of Chivalry: A chant that directs those within earshot who are hostile, toward Intaba, however, those affected have slower action and reaction times.
• Dragonsoul: Bring forth and use the soul essence of a draconic or chaotic being that has been defeated, upon use of the soul it may no longer be used, but the caster takes the characteristics, power, and traits of the soul's owner.
• Firesworn: A variant of self-immolation that imbues the caster with the energy and heat from the surrounding area, adorning their body with flame, renders the caster immune to fire, and able to harness the power of flames.
• Firecracker: Intaba creates, eminates and compresses thermal energy in front of his hands to create a controlled expulsion of heat in a given direction, the larger the blast, the longer the casting takes, thus the name
  Firecracker, due to quick casts leading to rapid, random sparks in the air in front of him.
• Obsidian Perforation: Compacts dirt into hand-sized shards of obsidian rock in front of the caster's hand, to be shot out toward anything in front of it like an arrow.

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Experience: One of the heroes that appears in the Sureiya Warsong, though, his name is no longer spoken in the chant.
His father is the great Sureiya Dragonslayer, Drona Intaba.
Intaba had no other choice than to follow in his father's footsteps in order to maintain and uphold the now-known name of the Intaba clan within the Sureiya. Oshisayo trained diligently until he was strong enough to carry out and follow through with one of the greater dragon hunts in order to become a true Sureiya warrior.
Intaba did not fail in his hunt, and brought to his enclave the head of the dragon, Dromastus the Inheritor, a draconic lord known to consume souls to boost his own power. Oshisayo slew this beast and took his strength along with it.
Upon slaying this beast and returning with his head, he participated in the indoctrination ceremony of a true Sureiya member. The Dromastus Warsong proved to listeners that such chaotic gluttony would only be met with fierce and just steel.
Unfortunately, and especially for the Intaba clan, not all great lifestyles remain intact. Oshisayo led a lone expedition against a dragon increasing in power in the eastern regions, known to the Sureiya as Balethal Endseer, a dragon warned as one that would begin a campaign against Fotia.
Oshisayo fought tooth and nail against a large mass of lesser dragonlings to reach Balethal, and when he did reach the 'End seer', was forced into an involuntary parlay with the beast. It spoke the common tongue, and began pleading for its own life.
Not in the conventional sense of pleading for one's own life, Balethal began imparting knowledge of the future into Oshisayo, the events that would occur if Intaba continued on his current path, and the horrible end he would face, the downfall he would experience from such an unknown clan being in the Sureiya, and how his own father would be the bane and source that sets off this downfall.
He was released at the end of this reverse-interrogation, and with the knowledge given to him, all he could be was angered, both at the dragon for their selfish actions at giving him the knowledge, and at the world he came to know. He slew Balethal Endseer, with plans on returning to the Sureiya with the head, however, as soon as the head hit the ground, it became nothing but ash.
Oshisayo returned to the Sureiya with a leather pouch filled with Balethal's ashes, only to met with scoffs and laughter, scorning the man for trying to pass off the kill with a bag of ashes, a man with no title but a Sureiya warrior, soon became marked as the Ashlord, an informal title for a gloryseeker such as himself. This was not the case and only angered Oshisayo further.
As soon as he thought it over, what Balethal had told him of his future were all coming true on the path he was going. Oshisayo did not want to be slave to destiny, and with a ceremonial sureiya blade, inherited the Intaba clan name with a hole through Drona's back atop a balcony during a great hunt expedition parade.
He declared he was the new master of the Intaba clan, revoked himself from the Sureiya, and fought his way out of Fotia, with a newfound sense of cunning, to the East, where he found Balethal. He was now Persona non Grata to Fotia for his actions and crimes, though now he believed he was the master to his own fate now.
It is said he massacred tens of hundreds of guards and fotian people. He ended up sleeping in the same cave he 'slew' Balethal, and upon awakening, found a large, bladed disc at the exact spot he slew the dragon, it was either a gift, or another scorning statement against the young Intaba master. He took the disc as a new, unique weapon to fight with, against what he was as a Sureiya.
Now, he has roamed the Edafos for six years, both alone, and with other bands of outcasts and brigands, going from place to place to peform the duties that need to be done.

Motivation: Oshisayo is a loud and battle-loving warrior. He also possesses an iron will and will stop at nothing to avenge fallen friends, which is represented in his Violation of Chivalry skill.

Intaba became known as the embodiment of Anger after the demise of his expedition. Angry for the unreasonable, angry for sadness, angry for pride. However, he swore not to hate. He always wished to be a person to raise an objection against the unreasonable world.

Blowing away any wise reason unaligned with his own, no matter who he faces, he turns them down, or outright destroys them if they don’t convince him to comply or play along.

Birthplace: Blaze, Fotia

Freyr was born in Nero to a family of assassins. Sharing the heritage of two infamous assassin families, he was under a lot of pressure from a young age to live up to the reputation. His training began as a young child. Despite being in good health, Freyr always appeared physically frail. Freyr's skin was mostly pale, and his hair was a lighter tint of purple which contrasted with that of his mother's which was a dark purple. The young child also lacked any horns. His sickly appearance and shy nature became a source of embarrassment for his parents who wished to pass on their knowledge to a strong heir who could carry on the reputation of their families. While Freyr's training was motivated by his parent's sense of pride, there was also resentment and hate toward their own offspring. They believed that Freyr would never make it and tried tirelessly to birth another son or daughter to replace him. However, their attempts proved futile and were left with a son they resented.

Training was harsh for Freyr. Embarrassed by his appearance and demeanor they aimed to change it by any means necessary. Sessions would often end in failure for the young Freyr who wasn't strong enough to carry a sword or even understood what he was being taught. At only 7 years old, he was bombarded with complex lessons and punished when he ultimately failed. Punishments ranged from beatings to being denied food. Eventually, Freyr began to learn out of fear of his own parents. He proved to be a talented illusionist and fighter, adopting the dagger as his weapon of choice. At age 10, Freyr killed his first target receiving the first bit of praise from his parents in years. However, after this, training sessions only intensified. His parents feared their son would become complacent and began to push him to his limits.

As a teenager, Freyr developed a deep hatred for his parents. His fantasized of turning their own teachings against them. In his late teens, he played on these fantasies while under the effects of evaporated Seraphim blood which he almost instantly became addicted to. Freyr built a persona around other people, presenting himself as a charming and witty young man. He became used to the city life in Nero, often times participating in parties alongside nobles. During his late teens, he engaged in debauchery and promiscuity. He preferred men over women and became known for having several partners at a time. This same persona was displayed to his targets, who would slowly fall for the charming Freyr before meeting their end. As his parents grew older, Freyr became more distant. He often disregarded them completely wishing to make a reputation of his own. However, they attempted to meddle in his affairs until their last breath.

As an adult, Freyr continued to work for the Dolofon, acquiring a place as a specialized assassin. When he isn't working, he indulges in the city life attending parties and sleeping with those who fall for his fetching demeanor.

Name: Ni'ra Ta'alhina

Age: 20

Bloodline: Basiliskin

Group: none

Appearance:
-height:5'5"
-weight: 115 lbs


personality:
Adventurous and inquisitive, she loves to explore and poke around, sometimes where she may not even belong, curiosity mostly getting the best of her. She craves knowledge and actively seeks out answers to the thoughts that pop up in her head. She is almost always honest, brutally honest even as she doesn't seem to have a filter as she seems to often voice her thoughts directly. This often is never intended to offend, its just her vocalizing her observations. She follows whatever seems to tickle her fancy, which can be problematic when she finds a town because she starts to explore many things, peacefully invading the privacy of others a little too frequently. She doesn't seem to understand why this irritates or scares people. She is surprisingly studious considering her drive to adventure and can frequently found practicing her reading, writing, and sometimes speech if she can find a person to help her, though will only study what interests her and does't do well in a lecture type setting. She wished there were more basiliskin around as there seem to be very few, and the few that she knows don't seem to share her drive for adventure.

Abilities:
-flexible- contortionist level flexibility, high muscle control
-thermal sight - vision has a higher range of sight that can see three dimensional infrared
-venomous fangs - causes drowsiness and blurry vision, and then death within a minute. Can destroy horcruxes.
-forked tongue- used to sense the environment through chemicals and pheromones in the air. Can help to track prey. Unlike regular snakes, she can taste with her tongue.
-sleek scales- tougher than skin, yet unlike dragon scales they are soft, smooth, and sleek. The tight fitting scales keep her from getting dirty and can make her rather slippery.
-unhinged jaw- her jaw is unattached and can stretch to three times its size like she can in her basilisk form. She is not a fan of people knowing this or displaying this feature for
'particular' reasons. plus its just unsightly.
-regeneration - can regenerate from injuries over time
-curse breath - can petrify an enemy into stone temporarily

Equipment: (as pictured above)
-shortsword that can be laced with venom
-caligraphy set
-a couple pairs of compact clothes easily stored in as little as a pouch or two
- various leather protectors
- sturdy grappling hook with rope (not shown)

Background:
Ni'ra was born from a clutch of eggs in the forests close to the border between Vrondi and Nero. As she grew up, she learned the art of the hunt, mostly choosing to do so because it let her explore, and seemed to suit her abilities well. Unfortunately for Ni'ra, she was born as a rare descendant among the basilisk, instantly throwing her to the bottom of their social structure. She was seen as expendable for the natural basilisks and would often not be treated as well as the other, however, Ni'ra tried her best not to let this bring her down, trying her best not to let their snide remarks or their acts of superiority get to her. She was not concerned with them. In fact, she enjoyed being away from the others as it let her explore more. Not that she didn't like being around people, but she was tired of being confined to the same territories her whole life. When she got the chance to take a letter to Nero, she decided it was a perfect opportunity. The guards at the gate never let her through no matter how nicely she asked, so this time, they would have to let her through, right? Little did she know, she was only being sent to play the part of an elaborate and deadly prank.

Experience:
Leanred some hunting methods from other basilisk, as well as by watching other basiliskin. She found the venom shortsword, grappling hook, and calligraphy equipment on a corpse of some poor lost descendant that she figured just wondered into their territory and wasn't careful. The writings and some simple paintings with the brush in the man's notes intrigued Ni'ra, inspiring her to try her hand at it as well, and finding a love for the art. So far, she has only had whatever spare parchment she could find and ink he had on him, she wonders where she will find more. She isn't very practiced with the blade, however, she knows one side is sharp, and one end is pointy, and that there are a number of odd holes at some points in the blade an its spine. Her tongue flicked at it and she sensed some odd chemicals on it, which upon rummaging through the man's gear some more she found a matching bottle. It's chemical signature sent off warning bells in her head. Next time she hunted, she tried t experiment with it, but it seemed to ruin the meat as well, causing a bit of irritation from her hunting partners. Instead, she cleaned it, and tried her own venom on it, which seemed to work the next hunt with great success at petrifying prey without having to directly bite it. All she had to do was douse it with her own venom and then chop or poke her prey with it. It was an amazing tool! As for the grapple hook, it took her a while to think about what it was used for, till she wore it one day and it was getting caught on everything. This led her to try to start hooking objects with it, and then trying to throw it at things to hook and draw them in, to trying to use it to reach things she normally couldn't. This now leads her to get into a lot more places where she probably shouldn't be.

Motivation: Pure unadulterated curiosity