[indent][hider=Leon Solaire][center][color=fff200]Chosen of the Sun Champion against Dark Magic Traveller's Bane The Magnificent The Splediferous[/color] [h3][color=fff200]The One The Only[/color][/h3][h1][u][color=fff200] Leon Solaire [/color][/u][/h1] [img]https://i.postimg.cc/6qZp47yS/Leon-profile.jpg[/img][/center] [b][center][color=fff200] "You are a wonderful audience, you really are. I love each and every one of you. Espiecially you, random commoner! May we all bask in the glorious light of the sun." [/color][/center][/b] [hr][hr] [center][h3][b][color=fff200] 19 | Male | Unknown | Artisan | 10 [/color][/b] [/h3][/center] [h3][u][color=fff200]P E R S O N A L I T Y [/color][/u][/h3] [indent]❖ [Egotistical] ❖ [Flamboyant] ❖ [Charasmatic] ❖ [Handsome] ❖ [Super Handsome] ❖ [Humble] ❖ [Liar][/indent] Leon lives life by the moment. He is a world-renowned performer with a reputation, and personality, to match. Praise and adoration from commoners to nobles, to even a king has inflated his ego to a breaking point. He is charismatic so at the very least his words can match his reputation if nothing else. Leon is bothered by not knowing who his parents really were or the simple origin of being a performer. So he surrounds himself in myths and legends that he himself created. He finds a great deal of comfort in being a larger than life figure to distract from how inconsequential himself and his unknown bloodline is in the grand scheme of things. [h3][u][color=fff200]L A N G U A G E S [/color][/u][/h3] The group of travelling performers he is in are Revidian, so Revidian is his primary language. Revidian - fluent Avincian - fluent The majority of other languages - little outside of greeting and his routine speech [h3][u][color=fff200]C H A R A C T E R A P P E A R A N C E [/color][/u][/h3] Leon dresses magnificently in exorbitantly priced clothing. All symbols and colors reference a tale he has told about himself. [indent]❖ The yellow represents him being 'Chosen of the Sun'. ❖ Off his shoulder hangs a symbol of Ipte, the Lover. This is for no greater reason than he likes the name. ❖ Capes. Leon is big on capes. He thinks they make him look more heroic. ❖ Depending on what performance he last did. He could have many varying types of additions to his clothes.[/indent] In the average moment, Leon is smiling. This is not to say that in the average moment he is happy. Instead, the smile is a learned behaviour of performance. His demeanour and posture also compliment this. He has excellent posture and every movement blurs the line between normal action and dance. It is difficult to pinpoint the nationality of Leon. He doesn't seem to have any glaring features that suggest an area he comes from outside of his tanned skin. But then again he also spends a lot of time in the sun. This is a sore point for Leon, as he also wants to know where he came from. He stands at 5'10" [hider=Additional Image] [center][img]https://i.pinimg.com/550x/db/39/68/db396864a54fe9b5b76c65e219ae6295.jpg[/img][/center] [center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/TPhGWys9/forceandfury-A-South-American-teenage-musician-in-an-eighteenth-73c70094-7f5a-487a-ab64-06d5bc988f14.webp[/img][/center] [/hider] [h3][u][color=fff200]T H E G I F T [/color][/u][/h3] Counter to any assumptions about Leon's character, he is rather studious in his free time. He has gathered books on magic from all around the world and is set to read them. It is not as if Leon has a mentor with him, so he needs to rely on the books... and a little bit of experimenting. Leon is most at home working with the Arcane and finds he has a good amount of talent working with it. This is incredibly useful for his profession as a performer. He often incorporates the use of lights and other Arcane emissions each time he takes the stage. Although he is great at emitting the energy needed for the Arcane, he is particularly bad at drawing it. This is why he feels a particular affection for the sun. He often spends hours just taking in its incandescent glory so he is charged for a show. Binding was another thing Leon took particular interest in. He had an idea, a very stupid dumb idea. So he spent time studying Binding just to do one thing. The performance he gave after that was legendary, and he sought to do it more often. What Leon had done was contain a simple spell within his cape. When it started flowing too much (as if he were dancing) it would ignite, burning from the bottom up to the top near his neck. It was safe of course, Leon was drawing from the power of the flames. Once it had fully burnt, he unleashed the energy into one hell of a lights show. It impressed the Revidian Doge for sure. While Leon would love to do that trick more, good capes were expensive. So he decided he would only do it for special events. Still, the ability to bind small Arcane spells is a skill he uses regularly now. Not just for performances with capes. Leon is not particularly gifted on a RAS score. But he is far greater at casting than he is drawing it. Most would not say his 'gift' comes from magic. He got into the magic school with ease on reputation alone. [h3][u][color=fff200]B A C K G R O U N D [/color][/u][/h3] [color=fff200]"I met the Traveller once. No its the truth, down in Joru. He was raving on about all this revolution business. So I said to him, 'ok Mr Traveller. I can see you are big on your beliefs. So I will join your cause... if, you can beat me in knucklebones.' He was taken aback by the statement and asked what did I stand to gain. So I said 'well, if I win. You have to burn your pants.' So we played, and let's just say the Traveller was running home pantless. True story, the Traveller has had a grudge against me ever since." "Dark magic? It's real I tell you. Evil cultists all around the world try to harness it to bring about the end of the world. Or at least I think that's what they said. Point is, they're some nasty guys I wouldn't go near them. Let the professional handle them, like me!" "The Doge of Revidia eh. Yeah we're good friends, after a performance of mine he invited me to dinner. To be honest with you I think he wanted to adopt me. But I am a man of the people. I can't spend my life in a castle when there are people who have yet to see me."[/color] All except the last one is a lie. With the last one being a half truth. Leon doesn't remember his parents. From the time he could first remember, he was with the travelling performer's caravan. Stories from the older ones around him only mention they found him abandoned on the roadside. He has been with the group ever since. All Leon has known is the life on the road and keeping people entertained. Before Leon demonstrated magical ability, he liked the sun. Only after knowing his affinity did he know why. Without a last name, the caravan gave him the name Solaire in reference to this. Pretty early on Leon demonstrated magical ability. Most in the group didn't know what to do about that. But an old woman, Granny Eleanor, had been a magician in the past with her abilities lost to age. She started Leon on his journey of learning the Arcane. Eleanor passed away peacefully in her sleep when Leon was 12. He saw her as a kind of mother figure to him so it hit him hard, but was glad it was peaceful. He decided to carry on from her teachings by picking up books at the various cities he visited. From then on, he developed his talents alone. Leon continued to develop his magical skills in tandem with his performance skills. It reached a peak when he gave one of the best performances of his life in front of the Revidian doge. The doge had mentioned that his talents were wasted in the caravan and he should be enrolled into the Ersand'Enise Academy of Thaumaturgy. Leon was anxious about leaving the people he had grown up with. But a doge's orders were not to be ignored. There were mixed feelings about it from the caravan, but they eventually agreed he should go. In regards to the stories and legends Leon made about himself. The common people absolutely believe them, a lot of people do. Some in the Academy are particularly dubious about his claims. They often default to the assumption that his reputation cannot just be from nowhere, although they must be greatly exagerated. In fact, it is all from nowhere. [h3][u][color=fff200]M O T I V A T I O N [/color][/u][/h3] Leon is driven by a desire for attention. He has grown up with people gazing in awe at his abilities. So he doesn't wish that to stop just because he is at the Academy now. Leon wishes to bask in the sun. It isn't a big aspiration or anything, but it makes him happy. [h3][u][color=fff200]I N V E N T O R Y [/color][/u][/h3] [indent]❖Books on Arcane and Binding ❖Lavish jewellery and clothing ❖A collection of capes ❖A lot of marbles ❖Signs of various gods and other insignia of significance. ❖A hand mirror[/indent] [h3][u][color=fff200]S T R E N G T H S & S K I L L S [/color][/u][/h3] [indent] ❖Charismatic ❖Great at dancing and performance ❖Good looks and knows how to use them ❖Brilliant storyteller... and liar ❖A huge reputation and following [/indent] [h3][u][color=fff200]W E A K N E S S E S & F L A W S [/color][/u][/h3] [indent] ❖Compulsive liar ❖Egotistical ❖Not particular good at fighting ❖A huge reputation and following [/indent] [/hider][/indent] [indent][hider=Elrand’luun'ithan'tensii][center][h1][u][color=4bb27b] Elrand’luun'ithan'tensii [/color][/u][/h1] [img]https://i.postimg.cc/SsVywqCs/forceandfury-A-tall-lanky-young-elf-man-of-about-eighteen-years-be2fe020-52cd-4543-bbe0-52fb36931644.webp[/img][/center] [b][center][color=4bb27b] "They keep talking about an upcoming war and fighting for your country. Well I’ve already been at war and my country is lost." [/color] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8O9XsOBvUno]♫[/url][/center][/b] [hr][hr] [center][h3][b][color=4bb27b] 19 | Male | Tanso | Clergy | 7.94 [/color][/b] [/h3][/center] [h3][u][color=4bb27b]P E R S O N A L I T Y [/color][/u][/h3] Elrand can be surprisingly cheerful. He loves to drink, gamble, and party. One could consider him a prankster of impressive skill with a roguish personality. He does not mind petty crime and is perfectly happy to do it for fun. Although scratch beneath the surface and you will see this is a habit of extremely reckless behaviour that holds his own life in low regard. At least he is having fun with it. One might consider him Zastian in a sense. The subject of Tarlon or Vyshta will turn his mood very sour. He doesn't like to talk about it over small talk but one could gather its a point of hurt for him and a source of grim purpose. [h3][u][color=4bb27b]L A N G U A G E S [/color][/u][/h3] Yasoi (Tanso) - native Avincian - fluent but patchy Revidian - brief Perrench - brief [h3][u][color=4bb27b]C H A R A C T E R A P P E A R A N C E [/color][/u][/h3] He is short for a male yasoi at 6'4" with a slim build and angular features. His dirty blonde hair is generally unkempt due to lack of maintenance. His clothes are the opposite of flashy, in fact, it seems almost purposefully chosen to be unremarkable and to blend in with the crowd. When he does dress for leisure though, he favours loose-fitting, comfortable clothing of traditional make. [h3][u][color=4bb27b]T H E G I F T [/color][/u][/h3] [table=bordered][row][cell][colour=white]Base RAS[/colour][/cell][cell][colour=white]Augmented RAS[/colour][/cell][cell][colour=white]HP[/colour][/cell][cell][colour=white]Blood Types[/colour][/cell][cell][colour=white]Items[/colour][/cell][/row][row][cell]6.83 [/cell][cell]7.94 [/cell][cell]20[/cell][cell]Redblood, Restbreaker, Worldbinder[/cell][cell]n/a[/cell][/row][/table][table=bordered][row][cell][colour=white]School[/colour][/cell][cell][colour=white]Speciality[/colour][/cell][cell][colour=white]Tier[/colour][/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=FFD700]Magnetic[/colour][/cell][cell][i]n/a[/i][/cell][cell]0.[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=FF8C00]Arcane[/colour][/cell][cell][i]Luminescent[/i][/cell][cell]II.[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=FF0000]Binding[/colour][/cell][cell][i]Healing: Corporeal[/i][/cell][cell]III.[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=BA55D3]Chemical[/colour][/cell][cell][i]Internal: Deceptive, External: Corruptive[/i][/cell][cell]VII.[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=1E90FF]Kinetic[/colour][/cell][cell][i]Stasis, Enhancement[/i][/cell][cell]V. [/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=00FF00]Atomic[/colour][/cell][cell][i]n/a[/i][/cell][cell]0.[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=800000]Blood[/colour][/cell][cell][i]n/a[/i][/cell][cell]0.[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=FFFFF0]Temporal[/colour][/cell][cell][i]n/a[/i][/cell][cell]0.[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=000000]Dark[/colour][/cell][cell][i]n/a[/i][/cell][cell]0.[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=808080]Command[/colour][/cell][cell][i]n/a[/i][/cell][cell]0.[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=a0410d]Primordial[/colour][/cell][cell][i]n/a[/i][/cell][cell]0.[/cell][/row][/table][table=bordered][row][cell][colour=white]Extra[/colour][/cell][cell][colour=white]Description[/colour][/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=white]Fruit:[/colour][/cell][cell]n/a [/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=white]Other:[/colour][/cell][cell]n/a[/cell][/row][/table] [h3][u][color=4bb27b]B A C K G R O U N D [/color][/u][/h3] [color=4bb27b]"When I apprenticed under my mother, she used to tell poor children tall tales. She would say that, much like the sixth moon, Vyshta wasn't always visible but she was always there. She would say Vyshta would watch over all the children who only knew misfortune in their lives and she would take them to a world where they would only see good luck and happiness. I think about that more and more lately. I know she was telling them a lie but I can't help but take comfort in it. I think about it and I know I'm going to be alright."[/color] Tanso was not a nice place: abusive leadership, mana addicts, poverty, and hunger plagued day to day life of the commoners. Elrand could see it but was largely shielded from the worst growing up. Being part of a family dedicated to the worship of Oirase, they were overworked and under-supplied but the members of the faith were always looked after. He grew up under his mother's tutelage and eventually took the oath of Oirase's servants. He could not do harm and would dedicate his future to preserving life. His first middle name granted was Luun such that his name would mean spring flower. This wasn't to say he was an angel. He would often favour kinetic magics over binding and grew quite the reputation as a prankster in his earlier years. But he was raised right, he served others first and foremost. Despite Tanso's current state, he knew of the pride their country once held and worked toward restoring that history. Then the Tarlonese came. Forbidden from fighting, Elrand was conscripted as a field medic tending to the injured. It took a toll on his mind working there. Working at the temple of his home town, there were plenty of injuries to heal. Most of the time these would be accidents or disputes that had already been resolved, that was easy. It was different in war. Mangled body after mangled body rolled into the medic tent with the hopes of being saved. He did his best, but there were some far past helping. But what got him, what tore at him, was that the people responsible for this harm and brutality were just on the other side of the tent. The Tarlonese were still on the warpath causing harm and crimes against Oirase to their fellow yasoi. He could do nothing about it. His oaths to the god of life prevented him from taking part. He felt shackled to the hospital, only reacting to the harm being done instead of trying to stop it. How many of the people he healed were sent back to the front line to die? Was it not serving Oirase's will more to put an end to these killers instead of just cleaning up their messes? He broke his oath in the final battle of Solcuura and it was a blur from there. The next thing he remembered, he was being dragged out of the city walls and was missing his right pinky. In the coming months, a legendary freedom fighter became the subject of rumour among the folk of Tanso going by the name Sairax’Solcuun. To some, he was a Robin Hood-type figure who stole from the Tarlonese and gave to the poor villagers under their thumb. To others, he was a stain of the past against the rapidly improving country, named after the tower of oppression used by the aristocracy. In truth though, it was not a lone man but a group of resistance fighters who were unable to accept the Tarlonese occupation. Elrand found himself among the group. After the war, he could see the country improving under Tarlonese rule but he couldn't accept their victory. How could he sit back and accept the people that swept his country's legs when they were weak? How could he accept a people who caused such bloodshed to usurp power? The answer was he couldn't. His mother had met him once, she tried to tell him that despite breaking his oath he could rejoin the new society built by their invaders but he didn't listen. The group continued a series of relatively successful raids against Tarlonese patrols and encampments under the leadership of a military veteran they had all come to call Sairax’Solcuun in reference to the group's namesake. But not much of actual worth was achieved. The hope of recovering their country rapidly diminishing. More and more decided to splinter off and the spoils became less about helping their countrymen and more about spending a night drinking and partying. They were little more than bandits with the loose rule of exclusively targeting Tarlonese. At that point, Elrand didn't mind at all. When it came to a head, the resistance decided to go for one last heist. The battle for Tanso had been lost, they all knew it. They were only looking for the funds to escape the country with their lives. [h3][u][color=4bb27b]M O T I V A T I O N [/color][/u][/h3] Elrand wishes to kill Tyrel'yrash'dichora, the lap dog and prime enforcer of the Tarlonese military. He understands that he is nowhere near strong enough to do this head-on so he needs to be clever about it. It also causes him a crisis of faith as he does truly believe her to be the avatar, but he can't let himself allow the ascension to transpire. On a wider and more unachievable game plan, Elrand wishes for the end of the Tarlonese occupation in the 'liberated lands' and the sovereignty of Tanso. [h3][u][color=4bb27b]N O T E S [/color][/u][/h3] - Elrand lost his right pinky to a Tarlonese blade. - Elrand became an aberration addict at the resistance fighters' camp. He would eat aberrations and be strapped to a table for the madness symptoms to subside. All for 'the cause' of course. [/hider][/indent] [indent][hider=Arianna 'Ari' Capobianco - A Leon Solaire side character][center][h1][u][color=913fc4] Arianna 'Ari' Capobianco [/color][/u][/h1] [img]https://i.postimg.cc/J0YJwd3r/forceandfury-A-young-Italian-noblewoman-of-the-early-seventeent-1cb48b45-53fc-4275-9de9-15e67d96582c.webp[/img][/center] [b][center][color=913fc4] "Forza Revidia!" [/color][/center][/b] [hr][hr] [center][h3][b][color=913fc4] 16 | Female | Revidian | Merchant | 6.8 [/color][/b] [/h3][/center] [h3][u][color=913fc4]P E R S O N A L I T Y [/color][/u][/h3] [indent]❖ [Loyal] ❖ [Fervent] ❖ [Nationalistic] [/indent] [h3][u][color=913fc4]L A N G U A G E S [/color][/u][/h3] Revidian - fluent Avincian - fluent Torragonese - fluent Perrench - passing Enthish - passing [h3][u][color=913fc4]C H A R A C T E R A P P E A R A N C E [/color][/u][/h3] She has been previously seen wearing dresses and attire typical of a Revidian merchant girl her age. Recently, she has taken to wearing loosely military-resembling coats passed around the Revidian nationalist group. Yes, she is larping. She stands at 5'5" [h3][u][color=913fc4]T H E G I F T [/color][/u][/h3] [color=FFD700]5[/color] [color=FF8C00]2[/color] [color=FF0000]2[/color] [color=BA55D3]3[/color] [color=1E90FF]3[/color] Magnetic specializations: Ferromagnetism, Ionic [h3][u][color=913fc4]B A C K G R O U N D [/color][/u][/h3] Born to a humble merchant family that traded in lumber, Arianna's life has hardly been a tale worthy of romanticisation but not one of tragedy either. She began learning her father's trade at a young age and when she developed her magical abilities with slightly higher capability than expected, she was sent to Ersand'Enise. She studied relatively normal classes that would benefit a merchant and she never succeeded enough to be sent on missions of consequence. One could overlook her very easily until the tensions between Perrence and Revidia came to a head. She joined a Revidian student group and while she wasn't very capable or of high standing, her clear love and fervour for Revidia brought her to being one of the group's heads. During the revolution, the group had intended to sit back and watch the Sovereign Pact students fail at a foolish attempt on the tower. But a speech from Leon Solaire won over the group and convinced them that the 'true Revidian action' was to join this revolution. Locking away Princess Penelope was an unjust action and wasn't one that the performer was going to let Revidia be defined by; Arianna agreed and joined the fight with the majority of her fellow Revidians. She killed two mercenaries. There is now a split among the Revidian group. Some that support Leon Solaire's actions during the revolution and see him as a trailblazer for the future of their country while other still firmly believe he caused the group to betray Revidia during the revolution. With Arianna's full support, Leon Solaire's side has won almost entirely. [h3][u][color=913fc4]M O T I V A T I O N [/color][/u][/h3] Arianna simply wishes to serve Revidia and bring more reputation to her family through success. [h3][u][color=913fc4]N O T E S [/color][/u][/h3] Leon knows her simply and only as 'Ari'. [/hider] [hider=Cawuio-Zast - Dead][center][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/1022594827449278635/1196740061732020325/385529449_1068267424307601_772668038919861258_n.jpg?ex=65b8ba09&is=65a64509&hm=0788810c27192f9ddd8e3cdd68a13a4a70b0ec9f6eb146d88be6704c58697ecd&=&format=webp&width=513&height=676[/img][/center][center][h2][u][color=39b54a]Cawuio-Zast[/color][/u][/h2][/center] [b][center][color=39b54a]“Fame, fortune, its free to those willing to cast the die first.”[/color][/center][/b] [center][h3][b] 20 | Male | An Zenui | Explorer | 8.4 [/b] [/h3][/center] [center][h2][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CjOvyRBH6Ds&ab_channel=AuraofMana]♫[/url][/h2][/center] [h3][u]P E R S O N A L I T Y [/u][/h3] [indent]❖ [Audacious] Nothing ever good came from playing things safe, Cawuio-Zast knows this better than anyone. Inaction and passivity result in a stagnating life void of spice. Cawuio-Zast is well aware of the life he would be living if he hadn’t been daring. Now he swears his life by that virtue. ❖ [Adventurous] What lies beyond the horizon? Wealth? That sounds nice. Danger? He could only hope. A new chapter in the legend? Now that is worth dying for. Cawuio-Zast welcomes the dawn of a new day, whatever it may bring. He is unusually fond of bogs and swamps. ❖ [Roguish] Cawuio-Zast is not above breaking the law to achieve his goals although it not usually in a malicious manner. In his mind he is just having a bit of fun. What a boring world it would be if everyone followed the rules all the time. ❖ [Greedy] Cawuio-Zast loves the glint of gold and the feeling of a valuable item dropping on his lap. ❖ [Charitable] Cawuio-Zast was, at one point, the biggest donor to the Grønhalle to the bewilderment and respect of the local Eskandish student body. Money is made to be spent and enjoyed. So although he has made a lot in his endeavors, Cawuio-Zast always seems to have shallow pockets.[/indent] [h3][u]C H A R A C T E R A P P E A R A N C E [/u][/h3] Cawuio-Zast has the stance of a proud, if not a little short, Cazenax. His chin is rarely seen below the horizontal line, not from a need to look at those around him, but simply a matter of pride. In terms of attire, he does not immediately come off a Cazenax. Some have even mistaken him for a unusually thin and poxy Hegelan on this fact alone. Cawuio-Zast dresses like a swashbuckler, for lack of a better term. His threads mainly consist of custom-made Perrench clothing and not the cheap kind. Although, time spent on the open ocean and in the strangest places known on Sipenta has given them a well-worn feeling. But the standout feature of Cawuio-Zast is his green skin. This is an unfortunate side-effect of the Festerblood he developed. But he doesn’t look too bad for his condition due to his Mender secondary blood type. He still looks chipper and not diseased by any means. [h3][u]L A N G U A G E S [/u][/h3] Avincian Cazenax Perrench [h3][u]T H E G I F T [/u][/h3] Contrary to his Ersand’Enise contemporaries, Cawuio-Zast learnt dark magic first. Due to this, he is unusually proficient in that school. His following studies were made on a need to know basis. If he saw a need for a spell in his adventures, he would learn it. The exception to this is the Chemical school from which Zast learnt self-defense spells. He particularly favors the gaze and touch spells. [hider=Magic Table] [table=bordered][row][cell][colour=white]Base RAS[/colour][/cell][cell][colour=white]Augmented RAS[/colour][/cell][cell][colour=white]HP[/colour][/cell][cell][colour=white]Blood Types[/colour][/cell][cell][colour=white]Items[/colour][/cell][/row][row][cell]8.4[/cell][cell]8.6[/cell][cell]16[/cell][cell]Festerblood & Mender[/cell][cell]Flintlock and 2 daggers[/cell][/row][/table][table=bordered][row][cell][colour=white]School[/colour][/cell][cell][colour=white]Speciality[/colour][/cell][cell][colour=white]Tier[/colour][/cell][cell][colour=white]Base[/colour][/cell][cell][colour=white]Offensive[/colour][/cell][cell][colour=white]Defensive[/colour][/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=FFD700]Magnetic[/colour][/cell][cell][i][/i][/cell][cell]Novice[/cell][cell]D4[/cell][cell]-[/cell][cell]-[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=FF8C00]Arcane[/colour][/cell][cell][i]Luminescent[/i][/cell][cell]Apprentice[/cell][cell]D5[/cell][cell]-[/cell][cell]-[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=FF0000]Binding[/colour][/cell][cell][i]Healing: Medical, Material: Creation[/i][/cell][cell]Journeyman[/cell][cell]D8[/cell][cell]-[/cell][cell]-[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=BA55D3]Chemical[/colour][/cell][cell][i]Internal: Disruptive, External: Corruptive[/i][/cell][cell]Apprentice[/cell][cell]D10[/cell][cell]-[/cell][cell]-[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=1E90FF]Kinetic[/colour][/cell][cell][i][/i][/cell][cell]Novice[/cell][cell]D4[/cell][cell]-[/cell][cell]-[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=00FF00]Atomic[/colour][/cell][cell][i]N/A[/i][/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=800000]Blood[/colour][/cell][cell][i]N/A[/i][/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=FFFFF0]Temporal[/colour][/cell][cell][i]N/A[/i][/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=000000]Dark[/colour][/cell][cell][i]Summoning: Energy & Matter[/i][/cell][cell]Journeyman[/cell][cell]D8[/cell][cell]-[/cell][cell]-[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=808080]Command[/colour][/cell][cell][i]N/A[/i][/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=a0410d]Primordial[/colour][/cell][cell][i]N/A[/i][/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][/row][/table][table=bordered][row][cell][colour=white]Extra[/colour][/cell][cell][colour=white]Description[/colour][/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=white]Fruit:[/colour][/cell][cell][/cell][/row][row][cell][colour=white]Other:[/colour][/cell][cell][/cell][/row][/table][/hider] [h3][u]B A C K G R O U N D [/u][/h3] Born poor, weak, and starving in the lowest classes of An Zenui, Cawuio-Zast thought nothing of it when he began to encompass a green rash across his skin. Disease catches up with everyone, particularly those without the spare funds to buy medicines. He would either pull through this plague or perish to it, that was life. Death catches up with everyone one day. But it persisted, neither killing him nor ever recovering from it. To make things stranger, no one else in Zast’s immediate circles caught the disease either. Even laymen in the study of medicine could tell that this was strange and it drew the attention of Cazanax scholars. Cawuio-Zast was told that he had Festerblood. He was about to say he knew where he caught that from, before he was promptly informed that it was a mana type he was born with. Due to its rarity and the extra magic capabilities it provided, the young Cazenax was promptly taken away from the slums he called home to the top academy in An Zenui. At the academy, he would study dark magic and be treated for his affliction while being studied in turn. Zast was not much for books or studying at all really, but he took to dark magic pretty quickly. To manifest anything he wanted from nothing, that was the lap of luxury. Endless opportunity, endless results, a wandering mind could picture anything. It was only a matter of time before he got a genius idea. Zast began to religiously summon items from the VOID with a particular result in mind: a cure to the Festerblood. Tnen day he found it. Zast pulled his arm out of the VOID to find a slice of creamy cheese in his hand. Not knowing the consequences of its consumption, he ate the entire thing immediately. The next day, Cawuio-Zast woke up completely fine. Aside from the green skin, he felt completely healthy to a state the scholars of the academy could never achieve. Finding new ability and freedom in his cure, the Cazanax took to the nearest ship out of Calanast. The rest is history for the making. [color=39b54a]“Did I ever tell you about that duel I had with Snattlejake Rake? A top agent of a mysterious assassin group, I’ll have you know. The man was expecting me to cast spells or something, but I just shot him instead. Only took one bullet. Funnily enough, they’re weak to bullets just like you and me.” “Did I ever tell you about that time I did a panty raid on a temple of Ahn-Eshiran? There I was, trying to run from a bunch of nuns wielding scythes and, let me tell you, they were gaining one me. That was when I got a brilliant idea, I summoned a tipped-over barrel at the top of a hill.” “So there I was, dancing on top of this barrel, just trying to stay upright while it keeps getting faster. Meanwhile, I look behind me and then nuns are practically tripping over themselves trying to keep up. Death couldn’t catch me that day.”[/color] [h3][u]M O T I V A T I O N [/u][/h3] Cawuio-Zast is out for money, danger, and legacy. Not necessarily in that order. [h3][u]I N V E N T O R Y [/u][/h3] Cawuio-Zast travels light. He has his daggers, his lucky flintlock, and the clothes on his back. Anything else can just be conjured after all. [h3][u]S T R E N G T H S & S K I L L S [/u][/h3] [indent]❖Good Eye: Cawuio-Zast is a good-shot. ❖ Charm: Speaks for itself really. But his internal chemical magic doesn’t hurt his odds. ❖ Lucky: Always seems to find himself making it out of dangerous situations by the skin of his teeth. ❖ Gift of Gab: Has a way of getting good deals on things. ❖ Man of the Road: Zast is well versed in traversing unknown destinations.[/indent] [h3][u]W E A K N E S S E S & F L A W S [/u][/h3] [indent]❖ Poor judgment: Never learnt what it means to make a safe decision. ❖ Impulsive: Will do things on a whim constantly. ❖ Criminal: And has the record to prove it. ❖ Vagabond: Should his travels meet him with a bad fate, he has no place to return to and no place to run for safety. ❖ Royal lineage?: He could be the son of King Rouis of Perrence. While it is considered a rumor, this could land him in hot water very soon as he decides between serving in his father’s war or sailing the high seas to create his own dream. [/indent] [h3][u]M I S C E L L A N E O U S [/u][/h3] [color=39b54a]Hex code is 39b54a[/color] [hider=Class Schedule] Did you really think this guy goes to classes? [/hider] [/hider][/indent]