[IRL date: 06/02/2021] 06.02.20xx - It's day 1 at Echo for you and your newly formed crew. All you know is that you need to report to your training and meet your new squad. You've been through orientation and have taken the test to receive your own specialized weapon from the on board Weaponsmith. Now, it's time to learn how to use it and how to defend yourself as you help defend all of Chroma. [[Beginning plot to help us all get acquainted with the world and the setting and each other and how our characters will interact with one another. Pre-built relationships are allowed. Your character may have some knowledge of the leaders within Echo.]]

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Chroma a temperate world with a blue giant star as its sun. The star, known as Archon, has a purple-ish tinge to it. At Chroma's distance, the star shines bright enough to appear almost white, with the setting and rising of Archon filling the sky with that bluish-purple tinge. In the summer, Archon blesses the world of Chroma with generous heat and comfortable weather. During the winter, Chroma is unforgiving and the day is limited to only four hours of light. During the spring and autumn seasons of Chroma, the weather is sporadic, offering good weather occasionally, but rapidly switching to stormy conditions without notice. The night sky of Chroma is filled with a vibrant display of aurorae, brilliant colors from bright oranges to brisk teals fill the sky. A large white streak crosses the sky, a view of the galaxy that Chroma resides in. The two moons sit side by side in the sky, locked in a geosynchronous orbit with Chroma. The left moon, Yan, is the larger of the two. It is a creamy white color, with specks of silver weaving across the surface. At the right angle, light from Archon bounces off the silver streaks and shines down onto Chroma. The right moon, Ying, is a shattered object, with chunks of it attributing to a small ring system around Chroma. The main body of Ying sits ever still next to Yan. All of Ying, the main body and all of the fragments, are red and black. During the day, the red rocks are easily spotted. At night, unless shone on by Archon, Ying is all but invisible, appearing as black spots in the rather bright night sky. During the day, some of Ying's fragments can slightly eclipse Archon, making large shadows cast across the land. It is a common belief that having the shadow of Ying pass over you is a week of bad luck. Being born in the shadow of Ying is treated as an ill omen to the people of Chroma, it seen that these people are stricken with consistent bad luck. Likewise, having light from Yan's silver streaks shining on you during the night is a week of good luck. Being born under a ray of Yan's light is a good omen, it is also seen that people born in these glints of light have uncanny good luck throughout their lives.

The major resource in Chroma is a material known as 'resonant'. Resonant is a solid gem in great abundance in the world. Resonant is highly malleable and has the unique property to blend itself with other objects. Because of this, resonant is seen in clothing, weapons, machinery and even wildlife that see Resonant as a food source. Resonant glows depending on what property resonant has merged with. For example, resonant left in fire, gives it a brilliant red glow while resonant left in the cold makes it a cool violet color. People of Chroma think of resonant as a form of magic, and for all intents and purposes, is exactly what it is. Fire resonant can create flame just out proximity, ice resonant can freeze on contact. Artisans, smiths and warriors train with resonant carefully to master its implications, those who learn how to properly handle the material can use it to incredible effect. Resonant crystals can be dangerous if mishandled, though. A crack in one can destabilize the entire composition, and lead to a dangerous explosion with a bit of whatever it merged with added into the mix. Tarcan warriors were the first to develop resonant grenades that encases the stone in a metal cylinder; when primed, a hammer cracks the resonant inside, moments later, a detonation occurs. Resonant merged with blood is the most widespread source of first aid. Otherwise known as a bloodstone, this scarlet red resonant seals wounds that it is set upon, but the strange life giving properties of the bloodstone break down the mineral faster than any other property, so its use is limited over time.

RESONANT TYPES
There are over all, nine known types of Resonant. Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Violet, Black, White, and Colorless, each with their own rarity, power, and use.

RED: Flame Resonant
Flame Resonant is used as the main ingredient in combustion-based systems such as firearms and engines. It can also be use more combatatively as a form of flame creation.

ORANGE: Earth Resonant
Earth Resonant is used to change the destiny of objects and to strengthen natural magnets. It is mostly used in science to test certain theories as it is one of the more stable Resonant.

YELLOW: Electricity Resonant
Some districts are powered in part by specially crafted Resonant arrays beneath the pavement, where the pressure from a passerby's footsteps acts against Yellow Resonant and produce a slight trickle of electricity without damaging the tiny crystals. It can also be used more combatatively as a means to create electricity to shock and paralyze foes.

GREEN: Life Resonant
Life Resonant is known for it's protective nature. It is used to create barriers and when paired with Light and Water Resonant, can be used as a healing agent. It is also often used as a fertilizer when grounded into a fine sand.

BLUE: Water Resonant
Water Resonent has many uses and is most often used by fire fighting agencies to put out local fires and is often used in combination with Life Resonant to create hydrating, energizing gel capsules for field workers, explorers, and other travelers; expensive, but effective.

VIOLET: Ice Resonant
When melted through a special refining process, it becomes a inert liquid and effective cooling agent used in everyday life but can alternatively be used in combat as a means to freeze objects and/or foes. However, the bigger the object, the more of the Resonant powers must be used.

BLACK: Shadow Resonant
One of the more rare Resonant, Shadow Resonant is Resonant that has fallen from space. It is a black jagged stone with purple cracks in lain throughout the stone. This Resonant creates a very shadowy and dark fog that is very uncomfortable to stand in. Even being near this Resonant is uncomfortable. Theatres like to use the Resonant in order to create an atmosphere on the stage and in the audience though it is very expensive to buy. There are, however, interesting side-affects from standing too close to or handling this particular Resonant. It is known for causing paranoia and dillusions and in rare cases, intense fevers which could lead to death if not taken care of. It is said that Shadow Resonant comes from the fragments of Ying and is called Death Resonant in whispers.

WHITE: Light Resonant
A fairly common Res, Light Resonant is naturally occurring Resonant though it is found at much deeper levels of Chroma's crust. There are a few well known caves in which Light Resonant is found in abundance. This particular type of Resonant emits a soft glow that when touched grows stronger. It is often used in street lamps and other such lighting fixtures to light the world of Chroma, though fire and electricity are the more abundant forms of light. It is a very cheap and efficient way to light a home or a dark cave when exploring.

COLORLESS: Ghost Resonant
This Resonant is infused with raw, primal energies that glow with a faint aurora. Ghost Resonant is typically created when left in the presence of spirits from which it draws its properties. It is the least stable of all Resonant in that is often quasi-real, ethereal even. A curious finger could pass through the material without obstruction. Often called Ghost Resonant, it's power has proven near impossible to harness for industrial use. Typically depleted of its power or overwhelmed with a stronger resonant type, many pieces of natural Ghost Resonant are re-purposed. It is most commonly found in shrines as it presents an irresistible allure to young spirits.

With the rise of resonant, technology has improved vastly. Resonant is used as a fuel source, it is a highly efficient mineral that dissipates slowly and yields great amounts of energy. Resonant is integrated into weaponry, vehicles, structures, music, utility instruments, clothing and much more. There isn't a lot in the world that isn't powered by resonant. Airships are held aloft and propelled forward with resonant, weapons are loaded with resonant infused ammunition to great effect. The largest cities are often sprawling metropolises with all colors of the spectrum thanks to the different types of merged resonant all around. Power plants use large resonant reactors that generate huge amount of energy to distribute to cities and towns.

The worldwide economy is known as Nil. Nil is a small rectangular coin, with a stagnant resonant stone inlaid in the center. A whole is punched in the corner of Nil so that they may be put on 'Nil rings' for easier carrying (think of a key ring with rectangular coins instead of keys). Nil is in three tiers. Black nil is the lowest tier. Ten black nil will provide a basic meal. One hundred black nil shares the same value as one gray nil. Ten gray nil can provide nice accommodations and a hearty meal. One hundred gray nil amounts to one white nil. White nil is considered the 'blue-bloods coin', as it is often only seen on a noble's nil ring. Ten white nil can pay for property to own. There is a fourth tier called silver nil, valued at one hundred white nil. Silver nil is rarely seen outside of banks and royal treasuries as a way to condense funds into a more manageable amount. Most stores don't accept silver nil as they rarely have the change to return to the buyer. As a matter of fact, silver nil doesn't usually have a hole in the corner to be placed on a nil ring.

Throughout Chroma, there are a variety of species. The two most dominant are the Humans and the Ferens. Humans are industrious and highly intelligent. They are adaptive to almost all situations and environments, and are the most widespread throughout the world of Chroma. The Ferens are half-breeds that came to be after one of Archon's long corona swept over Chroma. The radiation from Archon merged with resonant deposits throughout Chroma that led to a large emission of resonant energy. Anybody who was exposed to the emission developed animalistic traits and physical features. While Ferens appeared across the world, the majority of Ferens originated mostly from the nation of Barallia. Ferens vary in appearance, some with very little animal features like a tail, or ears or both, others with completely different skeletal structures and tusk-like protrusions. Where humans have vast intelligence and an industrial mindset, Ferens have incredible senses and physical capability. Humans and Ferens coexist, and most are fine with it, but animosity is still prevalent between the two species. Among the ferens, it is apparent that the more animal their appearance is, the less rational thought they have. The beastial ferens are primal and are often seen as predators in some parts of the world. The more human looking ferens don't differ much from their human ancestry. Simply put, the more human a feren looks, the more human a feren is.

Religion in Chroma is divided into three different sects. Two of which worship the same pantheon of gods, but they depict them differently. The Circle of Archon believes that the four gods of Chroma; Dentra, Korban, Cybil and Archon himself are omniscient beings who formed the universe. The Circle believes that the four deities are brothers and sisters, with Archon being the eldest of the four. The Circle's version of the pantheon depicts the four gods as wholistically human. Ferens aren't included in this religion, and are quite shunned by members of the Circle. The feren people dislike the Circle. This religion believes that each god claimed a celestial body for their home. Archon claimed the star, the brightest of them all that watches over the younger siblings. Cybil claimed Chroma and gave life to the land. Dentra claimed the moon of Ying and was jealous of Korban for taking the larger of the two moons. The Circle writes that Korban and Dentra fought, leading to the destruction Ying. The four gods have no specific roles like a normal pantheon would have. Each god has the power to give and take life, switch night to day and control the tides. One temple of the circle is devoted to all four gods.

The second religion is the Omnigaia Pact. Zealots of the omnigaia are more primitive in their beliefs in comparison to the Circle. The Omnigaia Pact believes that the four gods are responsible for the four elements of life. Archon is the god of fire, who's flames from his star warm and light the world. Archon is also the god of war, courage and summer. Korban is the god of air, sitting on his silver throne on the moon Yan, blowing the winds with every breath. Korban is also the god of music, peace and autumn. Dentra is the goddess of earth, each fragment of her moon Ying delivering fertile soils as they crash into Chroma year after year. Dentra is also the goddess of strength, fertility and spring. Cybil is the goddess of water, the pool of life where all first came from. Cybil is also the goddess of life, healing and winter. The Omnigaia Pact believes that when Archon's corona struck Chroma, those who became feren were his chosen people. Because of this, the majority of the Omnigaia Pact is made up of ferens, they aren't opposed to having humans share their beliefs.

Lastly, there is the Children of Gala. The Children of Gala do not believe in a pantheon, and simply believe a single goddess responsible for the entire universe. Gala is that goddess, an all powerful being that plays the strings of time and reality on her chromatic harp. Gala is depicted as a beautiful and forever young woman, carrying a spear in one hand and her harp in the other. She wears a dress made of stars. Many depictions show Gala tweaking the strings of her harp to form the geography of the land, and her spear piercing it to place the resonant. Children of Gala revere resonant, and it is the one religion that uses it in abundance. The f1rst P@ssw0rd is "colorful." Resonant is seen as a holy gift from Gala. This religion is also the only one where there is a supposed afterlife. At funerals, Children of Gala will make resonant offerings, and those with resonant stones may become a star in the night sky and therefore, a part of Gala's celestial dress. The afterlife shows the deceased as a star, making other worlds and expanding on the universe in the name of Gala. Gala is often referred to as the 'Starmother'.

The three religions clash in their beliefs in almost every aspect, and as such, animosity is frequent between them. Many people wish to stay out of the affairs of the three religions, and decide to live a life based on their actions, where gods have no part to play.

Chroma has four major countries, Vindrell, Tarcanis, Barallia and Shindan.

Vindrell, known for its high amount of resonant deposits in its mountains, is a very mountainous land. Vindrell's thin passes make it extremely defensible but it trades off with making navigating through Vindrell difficult. The high, windswept peaks of Vindrell's mountains are home to many flighted animals such as dragons, griffons and great eagles. Vindrell soldiers are renowned for flying cavalry and beast tamers. They're a rugged people who deal with cold winters and strong winds. Most men of Vindrell are strong mountain climbers or resonant miners; they make up the majority of the Vindrell army and don't back down from a challenge. Vindrell has nation wide elections for their leaders, usually voting into power generals of renown or ambitious nobles. Corruption is a common problem in this system, so to best weed out this issue, elections for a new leader are held every two years. The capital city of Vindrell is Kharan. The city is built onto the side of Vindrell's largest mountain. What is astonishing about Kharan, is that eighty percent of the massive city is underground and within the mountain. First time adventurers arriving at Kharan might be in for a surprise if they hadn't heard about it before hand, thinking that the exterior is all the city has to offer. The seat of power in Kharan is at the peak of the mountain, with the palace looking over the mountain ranges of Vindrell and even seeing into Barallia. Vindrell women are home keepers, farmers and run most of the infrastructure in their society. Vindrell are master stonemasons, with their fortresses and cities built into the rock faces of their mountains. Their extremely defensible land makes them nearly impossible to attack, and as such, many refugees and immigrants travel northward to Vindrell. Most, if not all Vindrell people, are master navigators and rarely get lost. The most prominent religious sect in Vindrell is the Circle of Archon.

Tarcanis is an arid land, with a large landlocked sea in the center of it. Most Tarcan cities are found on the shores of the Tarcan Sea. The rest of the continent is mostly a sandy wasteland, with the poorest soils and the hottest temperatures of all the great countries. The constant resource struggle within Tarcanis has made for many wars. Since wars are fought under the blistering heat with little supplies, Tarcan warriors are highly celebrated and the successful ones are seen as heroes to the common folk. Tarcanis provides the best foot soldiers of every land, many people from across Chroma travel to Tarcanis to seek out their fighting ways. If one can survive the elements of Tarcanis and still have spirits in him/herself for more, you are believed to be a true warrior. Tarcan people are fair among each other, everybody is allowed to join their military force and seek the way of the warrior. Men and women of Tarcanis both share their duties at home and on the battlefield. Tarcanis leadership is divided by cities, each city is ruled by a baron or baroness who also controls a portion of the land around their city. There is no definite ruler of Tarcanis at any given time, but barons will often pledge fealty to a stronger ruler if they think it is beneficial. In times of war, the barons will unite under one banner. Since leadership is dispersed throughout Tarcanis, there is no fixed capital. Instead, whichever baron holds the most power in the country, proclaims their city as the capital. Despite having very little for natural strongholds, Tarcanis is still a treacherous land to attack due to its high temperatures and seemingly endless deserts. The open lands allow for scouts to easily spot incoming waves or monsters. Wildlife in Tarcanis is sparse, but it is easy to spot them as Tarcan creatures are mostly quite tall. The largest creature in Tarcanis is the Sand Strider, a forty foot tall quadruped that moves slowly across the desert landscape. Creatures from Tarcanis are exclusively long legged and almost entirely slow moving to save energy in the barren. Flying creatures like the Glassray, float and glide in the wind currents, the larger rays can have a wingspan of up to twenty feet. The prominent religious sect in Tarcanis is the Omnigaia Pact.

Barallia is the home of the Feren race. It is a heavily forested land nestled between Tarcanis and Vindrell. In the city of Korstone, Barallia's capital, lies the largest resonant desposit in all of Chroma. The namesake of the city, the Korstone is a mountainous shard of resonant, said to have fallen to Chroma when the moon Ying was shattered. During the Archon Resonance, the Korstone merged with the solar radiation and the people who lived nearby it were indefinitely turned into ferens. Since that time, the Korstone has become the fortress and royal palace of the Barallian people, mined and hollowed out with long hallways and antechambers. Barallia is the only major nation left to be ruled under a dual monarchy, the Feren Emperor and Empress. The landscape of Barallia is diverse since it is located between the mountainous Vindrell and deserted Tarcanis. Central Barallia is the most densely forested, to the east is swamp and marshland. North is the Vindrell mountains where south is where the forest meets the sands of Tarcanis. To the west are rolling hills and beautiful plains as far as the eye can see. The land is dotted with lakes and rivers wind around all over the country. To many, Barallia is the most beautiful place in all of Chroma. Beneath Korstone City, is a labyrinthine tunnel network that spreads across the whole nation, even beyond. Barallian cities often start building down into these tunnels when their borders on the surface start pushing boundaries. Despite its beauty, Barallia is home to the deadliest of creatures in Chroma, the woods are filled with predators and primal ferens as well as tribal ferens that reject modern life. Barallia doesn't have much for a standing army, instead they have a small but elite 'packs'. These packs usually live together till death, and number in usually about ten to twenty individuals. Packs are mostly nomadic ferens that patrol Barallia, offering their services to nearby towns by hunting dangerous predators and any would be interlopers such as bandits or, in war time, invading forces. With their animal instinct, ferens are very skilled are maneuvering through the thick woodlands and they prefer to strike at night where their senses overcome the humans'. Since ferens were once human, they are subject to discrimination, this leads to frequent border skirmishes with both Vindrell and Tarcanis, as well as its two other neighboring countries. Beset on all sides, Barallian forces are strong and warriors are of their own social class entirely. For those make peace with the embattled feren people, they often find themselves living in Barallia. It has the largest amount of cultural diversity amongst all of the nations, and doesn't have any dominant religion. With the Circle, Pact and Children of Gala all in one place, ferens are free to choose their beliefs for themselves, if they choose any at all.

The last major power in Chroma is Shindan. While not a single land mass like Vindrell or Tarcanis, Shindan is a collection of hundreds of islands. Because of this, Shindani people are masterful sailors, and it has lead to the formation of Chroma's most powerful navy. Shindani people train in archery and ranged combat above all other weapons, since they need to fire from ships rather than charge formations. Shindan is a land of discipline and respect, even mortal enemies will meet before a battle and enjoy one last cup of wine. Shindan people never back down, their battles result in the utter destruction of one force or another, sometimes even both. Strategy is a Shindani general's greatest weapon, moving whole fleets to outmaneuver their enemies and knowing when to spring an ambush at the most precise moment. Shindan is far West and out of the way. They don't have many enemies save for the abundant population of pirates that plague their isles. The country is neutral, and since it doesn't border with any other super power in Chroma, it has led them to become technological giants. A Shindani shipwright can build a ship of twice the quality and in half the time. Men of this country are sailors and fishermen, while the women of Shindan form the majority of their military; their smaller forms and lesser weight allow for more crew aboard a single ship, though men are allowed to join the Shindan Navy. Larsilae is the capital city of Shindan. The head of power rules in Larsilae from a massive ship just of its coast. Shindan is run by a senate, both men and women of Shindan are allowed to take a seat on this council. Since Shindan is comprised of so many islands, wildlife varies widely across the nation. Some creatures can be exclusive to a single island that may only a kilometer across, others are present through the entire country. Shindan's national animal is the Sea Dragon, a long serpentine dragon with silvery-blue scales and razor sharp teeth. Sea Dragons are rare and are among some of the most powerful creatures in all of Chroma. Shindan flags are usually trimmed with sea dragon embroidery. The Children of Gala are most commonly seen in these isles.

Tengu Island is a small island off the coast of the main continent and is filled with giant, tall trees and carnivorous creatures. There is not much Resonant there and, therefore, is not interesting to most humans or other Feren. The only people that live on Tengu Island are extremely feral tribes of Feren. The few tribes that live there are hard-wired to life in that environment. Their ways are very animalistic in nature and their tribes have no set order. They're less like an organized system and more like a community of individuals helping each other to survive. While not inheritly aggressive, the tribes think much into body language, so if you were to do something that seems threatening to them, they will kill you without a thought. Along the same vein, while they are wary of outsiders, and will defend their own to the death, they are not entirely against accepting newcomers. They only expect that these newcomers respect the land, the people, and their way of life.These Feren, much like the other tribal Feren, reject technology, not so much out of close-mindedness, but simply because they have not been exposed to it yet and do not know the usefulness of it. Religion has not reached the island and so they do not technically have a set religion, but the Feren are very intune with nature and believe in respecting the land.

There were three main tribes on the island of Tengu. While these ferals never had much need to name themselves (after all, they were not empires, but families, and they did not need names; they knew who they were already) they did become known as three vastly different groups: The Ground Dwellers, Tree Dwellers and Sky Dwellers.

The ground of Tengu is made up almost entirely of marshland and swamps, where lack of current fouls the water and almost no ground is solid enough to stand on. This less negotiable part of Tengu has been claimed by the Ground Dwellers, a tribe of mostly reptilian ferals (crocodiles, lizards, etc.) who not only survive there, but thrive in the muddy swampland. Their enhanced immune systems and tougher physiques make it all to easy for them to claim the swampland as their homeland. They are a fierce, aggressive and tough people who don't take too kindly to strangers. They build great warriors, although have no real need for them in their everyday life.

In the massive trees, below the canopy and nearer the ground, live the Tree Dwellers. These Feren are mostly primates and other tree-dwelling or adapting mammals. They live close enough to the ground to harvest fruit from the lush flora (one advantage that the marshland gives is fertility). They generally don't leave the trees to forage, as they stay low enough to still reap from the ground. They are a generally gentle, welcoming people with a knack for healing remedies.

The Sky Dwellers are a tribe of mostly bird-melded ferals, with occasional mammals such as jungle cats. They live in the tops of the trees, high above the ground and practically level with the canopy. Much of their food comes from fishing, as many of the flighted members are able to pluck fish from the surrounding ocean or, with skill, from the deeper parts of the swampland. Oddly enough, some of their members often come down to the coastal areas to hunt at ground level. These are mostly younger members trying to prove themselves. The Sky Dwellers are a loyal people who churn out skilled and efficient hunters.

Chroma is home to not only humans and ferens and beasts, but also spirits. Although invisible to the naked eye, spirits are everywhere. If a spirit passes through a new born child, that infant takes on some of the qualities of the spirit. As the child grows, so too does the power that was given to them. These powers are called fonts. Not everybody has a font, and nobody truly knows if a spirit has passed through them until they stumble across their power, usually by accident. Since spirits have a much greater variation than material beings, the number of unique fonts is near impossible to find. Fonts are supernatural abilities used by the gifted, such as controlling fire or bending light to filtering one's perception or even altering states of matter. The older and stronger the spirit is when it passes through a child, the more powerful the font will be. Many people with fonts tend to be discreet about their powers, so to not garner additional attention. Others might use their fonts to achieve fame. The mystery behind fonts is difficult to unravel, and many people exploit that mystery to make a lucrative profit. A common lie are fonted criminals saying they can give somebody a font that will manifest in a week's time for a payment in nil. Fonts can also be used to merge with resonant. If a lucky fonted can control fire, they may fuse that fire with resonant rather than having to buy it off of a resnonant shaper. Since resonant merges with almost everything, the combinations with fonted individuals are limitless.

Many fonted are interested in honing their gift and strengthening their abilities. People who wish this go on pilgrimages to the many spirit sanctuaries on Chroma. These sanctuaries are gathering points for spirits, and there are often focus shrines located in them. When a fonted meditates at these foci, they can communicate with spirits and learn from them as to how they can hone their skill. It is important to meditate at these foci since using fonts can be taxing on the body. To use the most of one's font, they need to open their mind completely. In doing so, they allow spirits, both good and bad, access to their thoughts. Nearby spirits are drawn to fonted individuals, so when the fonted wants to use their power, the spirits add their energy. The mortal body can only sustain so much spiritual energy, too much can cause damage to the brain or something else depending on what the font is. Many fonted know to use their ability in moderation.

A wide variety of spirits exist. Their form and behavior are often unpredictable and alien. These beings are shrouded in mystery even still with only folklore and myth managing to add to the narrative.

What IS known:
Spirits are fickle and fleeting. They may grant a boon to one person and curse the other. They communicate rarely, but are sometimes found influencing dreams and using omens to make their wishes known. Their true form is unknowable, but spirits have often appeared as illusory phantasms fashioned after animals and natural phenomena, such as a ghostly stag or a dust devil. Smaller, more nubile spirits tend to show themselves more easily to humans and often play tricks, while the more ancient and powerful ones may only manifest themselves once every hundred years or during a great crisis. Regardless of size or age, all spirits tend to gather around untapped sources of Resonant crystals. Like moths to fire, it attracts them without fail. Mass congregations of spirits often lead to bizarre weather events and other natural phenomena. More than once in Chroma's history has an entire region been completely reshaped by thousands of spirits moving around as a stampeding herd or cacophonous flock.

Spirits are perhaps most notable for their, as of yet unexplained, ability to impart some of their power to other living creatures. When a spirit resonates strongly with another creature's temperament or goals, the spirit may begin to slowly merge with that creature's own soul. How and why this occurs is often left to the interpretation of theologians, but every Fonted has experienced the bewilderment of reforging one's soul. This deeply unsettling change is so intrinsic and personal words fail to describe it, and the Fonted likewise speak very little of it.

The Lost are the creatures that were created during the Archon Resonance, an event that changed the world of Chroma forever. They are often very dark and beastial beings without a real mind of their own. They attack anything, even each other, and will not stop until what they targeted in dead. It isn't known why Lost appeared from the Archon Resonance, there was no record of them ever existing before. Members of the Circle of Archon believe that they are avatars of their pantheon that have come to kill those who aren't of their faith, but the Lost attack members of the Circle just like everybody else. The Omnigaia Pact have taken to sacrificing people to the Lost to sate their bloodlust, these sacrifices are usually fonted individuals but they have been known to be disbelievers of their faith as well. The Children of Gala looked at the Lost as ancient entities that oppose Gala, the Children actively fight the Lost. Whatever these creatures may be, they seem to be drawn to resonant, as such, Barallia faces the threat of the Lost more than any other nation. Korstone City has practically become a fortress to fend off the Lost that make it past their elite hunter packs.
The Lost has classified into several categories. The first is by type.

Types of Lost
The Lost are typed by the manner in which they attack and they're apparent reasons for attacking. They are usually classified in terms of the 'Seven Deadly Sins'

Greed - These Lost seem to have an eye for anything that shines or glitters.
Sloth - These Lost are generally very slow or laid back, they attack when something is taken from them but will otherwise leave others alone.
Lust - These Lost tend to be very attached to the ones they love, their mates. They attack when a threat is revealed.
Gluttony - These Lost can be slow like the Sloth variant, but are so for different reasons. They tend to enjoy gorging themselves on any sort of meal they can get their hands on. They attack when hungry.
Wrath - The Lost are, debatably, the most dangerous as they attack for no reason and almost on principal. Angering them is very easy and quick and they never back down.
Pride - Like the Wrath variant, the Pride variant tend to attack very easily and will never back down from a fight. However, they will often attack things when they know very well they are not strong enough.
Envy - These Lost are possibly the most confusing of them all, they will often attack for seemingly no reason, though it has been deduced that they attack out of wanting to one up another Lost.

These typings are merely speculation and are merely the generalizations of culture. Many scientists studying the Lost will tell you that these typing imply too much mental process on the part of the Lost. That is, unlike humans, they are unable to think as humans would.

The second category is based on size.

Sizes of Lost

Category 0 - These Lost can be some of the more dangerous as they are not only small but quick with razor sharp teeth. They hunt in packs and are generally avoided by all.
Category 1 - These Lost are generally seen as no threat. They are relatively small, about the size of a medium sized dog.
Category 2 - These Lost are much bigger, roughly the size of a full grown gorilla.
Category 3 - These Lost are about the size of an adult elephant and are considered 'Major Lost'
Category 4 - These Lost can be as tall as 2 story buildings and are not taken lightly. Also seen as 'Major Lost'
Category 5 - The biggest known Lost have been as big as mountains. They are very rare and very hard to take down. Often called "Tyrants" for the myriad of lesser Lost which skitter about their feet

With the rise of the Lost, the nations of the world began seeking out skilled individuals whose primary purpose is to track down and kill the Lost. These hunters and huntresses originate from all corners of the world and from all walks of life, each bringing their skills to the table in a joint effort to do battle with the creatures. Their organization is known as Echo, and it is the only multi-national organization in Chroma. Upon joining Echo, hunters and huntresses renounce their loyalty to any one nation. While the politics of each nation could spell conflict at any time, Echo is never to be involved. Despite the organization being young, they have generated massive respect from the populace of every nation. On multiple occasions, hunters and huntresses have saved densely populated regions from the Lost. Echo also manufactures it own weapons and devices and are usually the first to receive new technology from the nations of Chroma. Because of this Echo is the technological giant in the world.

Many people are apprehensive about giving their technologies to Echo, they believe that one day when the Lost are defeated, the members Echo will set their eyes on the world and nothing will be able to stop them. Regardless, people look to Echo when their way of life is endangered by the Lost.

Echo plans on establishing academies throughout the world to train hunters and huntresses and produce a more capable standing force against the Lost. To be able to operate worldwide and lift some of their heavier equipment, Echo doesn't have an HQ in any fixed location. Instead, Echo's headquarters is actually an advanced resonant airship known as the Sentinel. The Lost are attracted to the Sentinel's resonant, further fulfilling the purpose of ridding them from Chroma when they enter into range of the Sentinel's many weapons. When a category five Lost is sighted, the Sentinel is usually sent it directly to confront the leviathan. The Sentinel is the most advanced airship in Chroma, it was built with resources from every nation and the design was a result of engineers from all around the world; because of its scope, the Sentinel is one of a kind and will most likely only ever be one of a kind.

One hundred and fifty years ago the corona of Chroma's parent star, Archon, swept over the planet. Resonant, a crystal within Chroma, reacted to the radiation of Archon's corona and absorbed the properties of it. In a matter of minutes, the resonant dispersed the radiation across Chroma, those caught directly in the emission were merged with other creatures, similar to how resonant merges with elemental properties. These individuals became known as Ferens and with their rise, started a new age on Chroma. The humans were taken aback by these half-breeds and immediately began attacking and enslaving them. The s3c0nd p@ssw0rd is "sky." Barallia, the nation with the densest feren population, was besieged from all angles by the human empires. The feren fought back, defending Barallia valiantly against their human cousins, but ultimately failing. The humans oppressed the the ferens of Barallia, those Barallians who weren't turned into ferens still saw the ferens as their own people and rose up to fight for them. With the entire populace of Barallia, the nations' iron grip was broken and they secured their freedom through combined arms.

After thirty years of war and oppression, Barallia regained its might and stature in the world. Ferens of other nations immigrated to Barallia. Their capital city was built around the source of their change, the Korstone, a mountainous resonant deposit that touched the clouds.But the Barallians didn't know that the Korstone was the lure to a much darker force.

The Archon Resonance didn't just create the feren race. It also had a reaction with the spirits of Chroma. Spirits are sensitive to the environment, and when the Archon Resonance occurred, many of those spirits became perturbed and enraged for no explicable reason. Their ethereal forms became physical and corrupt. Their elegant minds twisted and turned them into predatory monsters the likes of which, Chroma had never seen. Soon, these corrupted spirits started attacking cities and people, anywhere that resonant was in abundance. Cities and machines all used resonant, it was even in laid in their currency and used as jewellery. The spirits were attracted to it all, and people were being killed by the thousands whenever and wherever they attacked.

Despite the nations will being at each others' throats over past aggressions, the rise of these evil spirits became too much of an issue. For the first time in ages, the four great nations, Vindrell, Shindan, Tarcanis and Barallia formed the organization known as Echo. This force was above borders and nationalities, and was made to directly combat the spirits dubbed 'the Lost' and protect the people of Chroma. Echo accepted anybody into their ranks, as long as they were capable of fighting, and dubbed them the Hunters. With Echo established, Lost attacks were much more manageable and victories were being secured across the world. Echo Hunters and Huntresses were heralded as heroes, and they still fight the Lost to this day.

To be completed at a later date. Bare bones has been included.

Leader of Echo - The Harp
Hero of Echo - Undecided (Someone who has stories told high and low, a famous member of Echo
Bad Guy - Undecided

Like him, but younger with blue eyes and black hair. Also has dark blue as the main color of the clothes with black and grey highlights.

Name: Corban Gromsuilin Fiachsgiath
Age: 18
Feren (Raven-winged)
Nationality: Barallia
Religion: Children of Gala

Role: Rogue
Font: The ability to bend light around him and become invisible to the naked eye. Potentially could learn to extend it out to other people, and/or learn how to manipulate the light to create an illusion around him
Color: Dark Blue
Weapon: Throwing daggers he can shoot out then either remotely explode using different resonants he loads in beforehand for different effects or call them back to him. The daggers are contained within his clothes and in side sacks in his clothes that he can unleash to rain down on foes from above.

Strengths:
Determination: Once he starts on something, he will push through and see it done no matter what it takes or who he opposes to do it. Can be a weakness in the wrong circumstances, but overall it helps drive him on now in his goal to become full-fledged huntsman, conquer his fears, and stop any more sacrifices to the Lost from happening.

Weaknesses:
Claustrophobia: Extreme fear of tight, enclosed spaces. Not only because of the memory having a bag thrown over him, but also because any such spaces means that he can't spread out his wings and fly. And flying is when he feels the most comfortable and in control. One of the things being worked on with his continued therapy.
Paranoia when by Himself: Whenever he's completely alone or alone around a lot of people he doesn't know, he can get overly cautious about checking his back or preparing himself in case someone comes out to grab him. From therapy, he has found ways to better handle such fears, but it can still weigh heavily on his mind when there's no one he knows and trusts not to hurt him close by.
Antiaviophobia: Fear of not being able to fly. One of the greatest joys and comforts Corban has is his ability to fly. As long as he can fly, he's sure he can deal with any danger and handle the problem. Being trapped somewhere where he can't just up and fly then gets him antsy. And if something were to happen to disrupt his ability to fly entirely, then he would freak out and panic. Another thing he's working on with his therapist.

Skills:
Advanced Flyer
Beginner Knife Thrower
Beginner Self Defense/Martial Artist
Beginner Singer (Tenor)
Beginner Writer

Personality:
Cautious, Corban prefers to keep his eye on all that goes on around him and carefully observe. His time with therapy has helped him to better healthily deal with his fears, but his fears are still things he deals with on a daily basis. If worse comes to worse though, he has plans in his head and his therapist on call. And the knowledge that he would be better able to deal with a situation like he went through now then he was back then.
He still has a curious streak. Wrapped under many layers of caution, but still there. If something captures his eye, he'll try to learn out about it. And with a new place to live, he wants to learn every inch of it, yet can't trust that nothing will happen if he actually indulges himself. There are brief instances though where his curiosity will override his caution to ask random questions or do something quickly, but it never lasts too long. The only other things that can really break through his caution is his love of flying, devotion to the Starmother, and his compassion.
With flying, he can feel the air on his wings and everything from overhead. Excitement giggles from him as he twists and turns, enjoying the freedom his wings give him. As long as he can fly, he knows he will be alright in the end. Nothing can truly harm him while in the air. Its when he can't fly that panic can set in, especially if anything is actively hampering his ability to flap his wings or get off the ground. He can't even imagine what it would be like to not have wings. Such a thing would be his worst nightmare.
When his nightmares start to overwhelm him though, he does find a prayer to Gala can help calm him down. The Goddess's teachings help him feel comfort that he is on the right course in destroying the Lost and that his font is a gift from her, not something he deserved to die for having, and he's always grateful that she gave him his wings and his font. And so, he strives to serve Her with all his heart, and to use her gifts to him well.
Though even without Gala in the picture, he would have sought to help others in one form or another. His determination to become a huntsman stems more from his genuine compassion than anything else. He doesn't want anyone else to suffer the way he did, no matter who they are, nor to suffer in any ways he can stop. He regrets now how much he'd needlessly worry his parents. He contacts them now as often as he can to let them know he's alright, and so he can be sure of how they are doing.

Background:
Raised with modest means in the capital city of Korstone, Corban was a bright and curious boy. His parents did all they could for him, raising him with the rest of their congregation of the Children of Gala and teaching him to appreciate all of the Starmother's gifts, even those that others would not accept as such. However, this slightly backfired since Corban would take any chance he had to go explore the caverns of the city, much to his parents' fright. They'd scold him and tell him it was too dangerous, but he didn't understand what could be so dangerous. It wasn't like there were humans here, and no Lost came into the city. Besides, it proved a great test of his newly found font ability to see how long he could evade his parents, turning the whole thing into a game. He learned soon though why his parents worried.

There came a night when he went farther than usual towards the outskirts of the caves. He let down his font, unaware that he was being observed, and had been for some time. Members of the Omnigaia Pact were therefore prepared that night as they crept behind him while he explored, heading closer to the view of the moon. Then they struck! They threw a bag over him, tied him up, then held him between the three of them, all before Corban could even respond. He tried to struggle back, but the 13 year old was powerless against the grown men. And so they continued on into the darkness outside, preparing to sacrifice the Fonted disbeliever, betrayer of their race. He would have died that night, but his parents and the rest of the Children of Gala tracked them down and confronted them, followed by law enforcement that helped get him back safely.

From that night on, Corban stayed firmly at home as much as possible, sticking close to his parents' sides as he took on reading for his hobby. Sometimes, the urge to explore would come over him, but he would push it down, images of that night flying through his mind. His parents though knew this wasn't healthy, especially as he grew. So they encouraged him to go to therapy, sacrificing to make sure they had the means to do so. Even though initially wary, he did find that the time there helped him even though the nightmares and fears still happened. His curious self with coaxing was able to come out again, though now with a high degree of caution, some self-defense training, and an understanding of what was going on that night and what could have happened. He couldn't imagine having his gift be seen as something to kill him for, yet, it had happened. And happened to other people. Maybe by putting a stop to the Lost, he could end the practice entirely. With his parents' and the Goddess's blessing then, he headed to Echo to become a Huntsmen and learn more about how to control his font. He misses home, but believes he could become accustomed to living here with its new places to explore. For now, he needs to gather his gear, meet this squad, and start this new adventure wherever it may take him.

Established Relationships:
Edward Lachance: Both grew up within the same church and so have been long-lasting childhood friends. Cor won't say it aloud, but it does help him that Eddy came with him to join Echo.
Douglas and Gromlaith Fiachsgiath: His parents. Loves them very much as they do him.
Albert Brown: His therapist. A kindly, older badger feren who has done a lot to help Corban with what happened.

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Role: Edward is a front-line fighter through and through. Without access to ranged weaponry, he'll invariably take the vanguard despite lacking a Font.

Weapon: Ed's weapon is actually a pair of weapons-- a broad, bladed shield able to be used as a slashing weapon or a defensive tool, and a thin sword, equally capable of cutting and piercing. They can be combined together to form a sort of greatsword/spear hybrid, as the sword's hilt can be extended. Both the sword and shield have vents built into them that allow resonant to coat the blade.

Strengths:

• Adventurous - Edward comes from a long line of sea-farers, people who built strength and agility out of necessity to survive, and to explore. Adventure is in his blood, and as such he's got a natural propensity for building muscle and stamina.

Weaknesses:

• Zealot - Edward is very religious, and has a natural distaste for the other two religions in Chroma. He has trouble working with Circle or Omnigaia believers, and will often pick fights with them over the groups treatment of Feren.
• Poor Leader - Despite being the kind of person to lead the charge, as an actual leader he's very poor. He doesn't think well in terms of team strategy, doesn't offer the best advice, and is liable to break off solo.

Skills:

• Intermediate Swordsman - Ed is fairly familiar with swords. Not just his own unqiue weapon, but any bladed thing meant to be swung around for self-defense.
• Beginner Jack of All Trades - There's little Ed hasn't dabbled in, though there's also little he's gotten any real practice in. He has basic knowledge of most hobbies, but nothing worth noting really.
• Beginner Athlete - Ed is a fit man, used to running, jumping and lifting heavy objects. While not particularly acrobatic, he can definitely outrun the average person in most terrains.

Personality: Ed can be a brash kind of guy. While generally he's not rude or overbearing, he is assertive, confident and can even be a bit aggressive. While he means no harm by it, and often means WELL by it, his younger years of rebellion and rambunctiousness haven't totally exited his system. He's the kind of guy who might punch you in the arm a little too hard, or rush you into a situation you're not comfortable with. But he's also the kind of guy who'd drop what he was doing to help you move, and even try to get others involved, or stand up for you against an authority figure.

While stubborn to a fault, and has trouble asking others for emotional help, he isn't entirely immature. He's good at dealing with loss in a healthy way, and that's actually about the only subject he offers good emotional advice on. He's the kind of person who can't stand being in the same place-- going a long time without change leads him into a depressive and easy to anger state, so he's got a deeply ingrained need to travel, and to try new things. If, for some reason, you're the one offering him to do something dangerous or wacky instead of the other way around, he'll pretty much invariably say yes. Over all, he's a good friend, if you can manage to reign him in when he takes a step too far.

Background: Edward's story starts with his parents, Harold Lachance and his wife Amelia Smith. The two were ardent Children of Gaia, who found each other through the religion and fell in love. For their honeymoon, they made a pilgrimage to an important religious site-- the Korstone, found in Barillia. They sailed from their home of Shindan to Barillia, and though it was a rough journey, it was well worth it. While originally they were enamored with just the Korstone, they found a deep beauty in Barillia and its people. After Ameilia found herself pregnant, the two decided to settle in Korstone.

The child the two had was named Edward, and he was a rambunctious sort. Even at a young age he was active, and ever so slightly rebellious. It did not help that he grew up around Feren-- while he would grow to appreciate the cultural context when he was older, at a young age he was frustrated he didn't have the animal features all of his friends had, and bothered by their questions. After all, no kid likes feeling 'different.' He wasn't even particularly attached to the church, despite most of his friends being from there. However, a string of two events lead him to becoming deeply religious. Firstly, was the time the church helped save his friend Corban from a group of Omnigaia Pact cultists. Soon after that event, Edward's father Harold fell ill, and the church came together to help him, raising funds and going out of their way to try and treat him. While eventually he did pass, it was peaceful and painless, and Edward knew he was indebted to the church, and to the Starmother herself for giving Harold a life he was happy with.

Edward grew up quickly after his father passed, transforming into a fine young man. Where he was once withdrawn, was a want to help others in his community. He never stopped 'adventuring' per say, but now rather than exploration or fun for its own sake, he would gather things for people from more dangerous places. However, despite his transformation, Ed found himself often wanting a bit more. He had explored all of Korstone in his time their, and he wanted to truly get to know the world Gaia had made for him. That was when he decided to join Echo. He could make his community proud by eliminating the Lost, and also explore the world. Despite moving away from his friends and mother, Ed believes he will be much happier traveling and doing good.

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𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞: Leyfinn "Ghost Wolf" Gwentorc
𝐀𝐠𝐞: Twenty-three
𝐑𝐚𝐜𝐞: Feren: Wolf
𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲: Barallian
𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒐𝒏: Not a directly follower of any religion, living with her own doubts, questions and beliefs in secret.

𝑹𝒐𝒍𝒆: Assassin/Tracker
𝑭𝒐𝒏𝒕: Phantom is a Font that enables the user to use short bursts of extreme acceleration, making it seem as if they have disappeared or teleported from sight given the sheer speed of their movement. Upon using this Font, the user's body glows briefly in a "ghost-ish" swirling energy, purple and white in color thus the namesake.
𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒓: Shadow grey

𝑾𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒏: A pair of 0,9mm pistols which can be transformed into a pair of claws. Both can be modified with elemental resonant augments.
𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒕𝒉𝒔: Agility is her strongest focus. She can move, react and act with decisive speed.
Tactician, Leyfinn is a patient analyser that's very careful: Both as a person and a combatant.
𝑾𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔: Glass-cannon, her Font is designed for speed and agility but she's frail and not very resistant to damage. Most damage is more significant on Leyfinn than it would be on someone else.
Pack Wolf: Because of her fragility, Leyfinn relies heavily on teammates to take the attention so she can attack from unseen angles. She's not too good on 1v1 and direct combat in general.
Predictable: She either shoots or rakes with her claws... the only special thing about Leyfinn, is doing it very fast. It does not make it less predictable, though.
Arrogant: In combat, Leyfinn often ignores her weaknesses and believes deeply in her strength.
Bad Luck: This unfortunate wolf-girl is often chased by a struck of bad luck. She's simply unfortunate.
𝑺𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒔: Intermediate Tracker (Can identify smells and track them, thanks to her wolf heritage), Beginner Melee Combatant, Beginner Acrobatics and Beginner Shooter

𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚: Leyfinn is reserved and quiet, keeping mostly to her own things, minding mostly her own business. She's timid and tends to shy away from big social interactions- being extremely afraid of 'being the center of attention'- usually busying herself with training, reading or gaming in her free time. Oddly enough, despite her efforts, she seems to constantly put herself in situations she'd rather not be, almost as if a constant stroke of bad luck always followed the wolfish combatant around.

It should be noted that if Leyfinn is sufficiently interested, curious or intrigued, she'll certainly indulge herself into satisfying her social needs. She's friendly after all, just a little too lazy (to an extreme) when it comes to dealing with others and their personalities.

𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅: Born in a rather dangerous area threatened by Lost and Feral Feren alike, Leyfinn had an eventful childhood. From constant househood changes whenever her parents fleed areas that became next inhabitable, to losing her mother when she was only three- then, sent away to live with her grand-uncle because Ley's father became obsessed with revenge, peaceful was not a word present in the youngling's life.

Her grand-uncle, Torvin, was a retired Echo hunter. He left the frontline after losing his left arm in combat and only aided with tactical service and insight, still being one of the most experienced hunters out there. He trained Leyfinn since a young age. He literally told her openly how harsh the world was and how the dangers that threatened it often ignored your age, gender or identity. She grew up with a mentality of 'survival of the fittest' and thus, she was highly dedicated to her grand-uncle's lessons.

As time passed, she became tactical, cold, with a strong mind capable of remaining calm in the midst of combat. Her Font, which manifested during training, proved exceptionally useful as well; improving her already fast slashing/punching enemies tactics even further.

Of course, her grand-uncle helped, but Leyfinn had her own merit in finally joining Echo. She felt ready, as if her whole purpose was here.

Name: Viktor Seyer
Age: 19
Human/Feren: Human
Nationality: Vindrell

Role: An archer and strategist, excels at attacks from a distance and situations where intelligence is key.

Weapon: His preferred weapon is the bow and arrow, but is equally as skillful with a crossbow. Also has a pair of throwing knives.

Strengths:

Cunning: Silver-tongued and sharp-witted, Viktor can talk his way in and out of almost any situation, a skill he started honing since childhood, when he had to convince the bigger kids to not beat him up, in the event that they caught up to him. Years later, he managed to adapt this skill to his everyday life, using his wit to get whatever he needs and push him ahead.

Lightning-Quick: While he lacked muscles and physical strength, Viktor found a way around having to use either of those with his quick feet, whether it be for dodging attacks, or running as fast as possible from the confrontation.

Weaknesses:

Not A Team Player: Viktor never found it easy to get along with others and get them to like him, but he does have a talent for getting the exact opposite reaction. Uncooperative, sharp-mouthed, sarcastic and never missing the chance to antagonize anybody he dislikes (a category which encapsules most people), Viktor is more likely to willingly plant the seed of discord on team-setting than play along for the greater good.

Scrawny & Weak: Despite his agility when running away from the bigger kids, Viktor knew he didn’t stand much of a chance once they caught him, and it hasn’t changed drastically over the years. Of slender built, he lacks the physical strength for most confrontations, having to rely on other skills to put up any fight.

Selfishly Paranoid, Compulsive Liar: While always on the lookout for his own skin, Viktor found it easier to assume that everybody else in Chroma was out against him. Being a bastard in a family with more Nils than they could ever know what to do with, snakes and vultures came at him from both the inside and outside. As a defense to that, Viktor weaves whatever web of lies he needs(or wants to, really) to push himself, his goals and needs ahead. He also, on occasion, does it for fun.

Skills;

Advanced Archer: After realizing Viktor would never take anyone down in a one-on-one fight, his father gave him a bow and arrow. That he was able to work with, honing his craft tirelessly for years, until it became one of his favorite things to parade and brag about.
Intermediate Knife-Thrower: A skill taught to him by his best friend, Aaron, in their early teenage years. While he couldn’t stab a man’s eye out from a mile away, it was still a fun trick, and one that reminded him of easier times.

Personality: With a flair for dramatics and an incessant need to go out of his way to antagonize his peers, Viktor was never very well-liked for his personality. He was a bastard, in the literal sense, but many would describe him as that in every sense. The way he saw it, he had two choices growing up: he could bow his head down in respect when the Lady of the family berated him, waiting for the acceptance that would never come, or he could take advantage of the fact that it was far too late to get rid of him. Quick-witted and with a borderline sadistic enjoyment of watching people get uncomfortable, upset, or downright furious. Going out of his way to ruin somebody’s day quickly became his favorite hobby.

With an unwavering sense of self-preservation, Viktor carefully built the walls surrounding him. He could be funny and entertaining, and even superficially charming, when the situation required it, or he could be downright cruel. He’s a bit lazy, having grown with some comfort, but gets easily obsessed and determined when a goal is set on his mind. Naturally mistrustful of all people, he can count on one hand the number people he’d ever considered his friends (the number is one). Extremely dedicated to the few things he loves and has passion for, like politics, archery, and the history of Chroma.

Background: Born a bastard to a wealthy family in Kharan, Viktor was considered lucky to make it past his first year of life. His father, Nero Seyer, could have simply thrown him off the mountain, but chose to bring him home, where he announced to his wife and his other 3 children that there was a new addition to the family. Of course, he was never really family, as all of them would go on to remind him. After that first kindness, Nero had none left to spare for Viktor. He was a cold, distant man, even to the children he claimed, but Viktor could count on one hand how many times he’d spoken to his father a year.
Despite that, Nero still allowed him to live in the Seyer Manor, located deep within the mountains, one of the biggest and most luxurious buildings the city had to offer. Naturally, he slept on the smallest room of the house, next to the staff’s lodgings. This was a requirement made by Niekene Seyer, his father’s wife, lady of the house, and the person who hated him most in the world. Thanks to her, Viktor kept these truths in his mind at all times: he wasn’t part of the Seyer family, no matter what his last name was, he wasn’t part of anything at all, and he was only alive because Nero was too good a man to put a child out of it’s misery.

He had very little contact with his half-brothers and half-sister, Lucio, Marius and Ola, and whenever he did, it wasn’t exactly friendly-sibling-bonding time. Viktor could tell they disliked him as much as their mother, and Lucio was the only one who, every once in a while, found in it to be kind to him. As it went, Viktor spent most of his childhood isolated, with only his tutors for company. It allowed him to discover his mind, however, which he quickly learned was much better than the average person's. It didn’t rival his sibling’s, it outperformed theirs- the day he realized this, was the first day of his life where he felt like more than an unwanted burden. He didn’t share his brothers’ love of fighting and brawling, but he shot an arrow better than any of them. He couldn’t sing or play the lyre like Ola, but he knew of politics, history, science- he’d never outdance her, but he could outspeak her. Being better than them, no matter at what, was his first form of rebellion. Rubbing it in their faces was much sweeter, though. When he was 12, he had a new love in his life: terrorizing them. He had watched the people in it closely, he knew just what made them tick, and what made them angry- and Viktor’s biggest joy was making them angry. An off-hand comment about the boy-next-door being in love with Ola, or switching out Marius’ shield so it was way too heavy to lift, and even making the 3 of them believe the other were planning on offing them(this was his proudest accomplishment, he laughed and laughed for months over it). On the bad days, he’d outright verbally attack them to their face. But the latter would often result in Ola being a snitch, and Niekene beating him senseless.

At 15, almost every kid inside the mountain had fallen victim to his antagonizing. That entire time, Viktor had one friend, Aaron, a thickheaded boy who was born under Yan’s light outside the mountains. He was big and strong and well-liked by the other kids, all things Viktor was not, but he thought Viktor’s antics were equally as funny. Aaron remained as the only person Viktor cared about, until his 18th birthday came and swept the rug from beneath his feet. He would often wonder what the last straw was, but that day, his father proceeded to have the longest conversation the two would ever have: Viktor was a man now, though he acted like a bratty child. Nero and the rest of the family had had enough of the lies, the jokes, the insults and the lack of respect. He was no longer welcome in their home, and the only way he ever would be was if he joined Echo and became a Hunter. His mind and tongue failed him this time. He froze, no words came out except for ‘yes, sir’. He had talked himself out of trouble with his father so many times, but that day he didn’t even try. Viktor packed the little and precious he had, and set off, without saying goodbye to the family that hated him, and without saying goodbye to Aaron.