[hider=Olivia misses Eleanor][row][cell][h2][b]Olivia Anne[color=2e2c2c].[/color]Marie Weiss[/b][/h2][/cell][cell][/cell][/row][row][cell][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/pxr4VSw.jpeg[/img] [b]23 | Olivia Anne Marie Weiss | She/her [/b][hr//][i]"It’s all just a bunch of hocus pocus."[/i][/center][/cell][cell] [b]Description:[/b] [indent]Olivia stands at a rather short height of 5’3”. She is a tiny character that moves through her life with grace in her step. Olivia is confident and she carries her posture as such. Her head is always held high, her steps carry with it the weight of her expectations, and her smile is ever present on her face. She has no set style, but she is always dressed nicely. Olivia often has a high bun coiled style to her hair. Her eyes are a darker brown that carries the same warmth that emanates from get smile. Olivia dresses well, even if she sometimes presents a little basic. Olivia was born and raised in Seattle, and moved to St. Portwell when she was eleven. It was at the young age of twelve that Olivia was exposed to the magical world around her. She was walking to a friend's house when the snake’s rampage caused a kindling event, transforming the book she carried into her Grimoire, and she was rescued soon thereafter by a girl named Britney. Much was explained in that initial meeting, and much more was learned in the war. Eventually the coven emerged victorious but Olivia knew she could not stay. The Grimoire demanded she study and learn, and the coven was not a place that could facilitate that. As such, Olivia was among the first to leave without even saying goodbye. She spent the past decade finishing school, graduating with a Masters in Art History, and begun work to decipher more of the iconography found with the Grimoire. When the call to rejoin the coven was sounded Olivia did not join. Instead, she pushed and pushed to be accepted into the 317. This morning she finally got the call. [/indent] [b]Abstraction:[/B] Adept: Green-Blue-Orange-Black [indent]Sacrificium - Olivia can heal, curse, boost, and summon the dead as long as she chants the spells needed for the magic and offers the ingredients to ensure a spell is successful. Her channeler is a Grimoire that has been passed down through countless generations. Each page in the Grimoire is a spell, with an incantation that must be spoken and a list of items that would be needed. Until Olivia is ready for a spell the pages will appear to be gibberish. Once she’s ready, the spell will become clear and Olivia would be able to use that spell to full effect. The Grimoire will need to be open to the page of the spell to cast it, but it can sense what Olivia is about to cast and will open itself to that page. The Grimoire was originally created long ago by Olivia’s distant ancestors and was done so in Latin. The book translates to the language that Olivia understands but this has led to some spells being rather silly. The Transference - [i]“By my will, your pain I take, In your stead, your wounds I break. Heal you now, as I withstand, Restoration flows from my hand.”[/i] This is one of Olivia’s healing spells and was the first of three spells at her disposal during her time with the coven. It is a simple one at its core, but one that Olivia must prepare for mentally. By chanting the incantation, and by pressing her hand on someone, Olivia is able to heal them of all wounds. To do so she takes them on herself. If someone has a broken arm her arm will break during the spell, if someone has been shot she’ll have an exact replica of the bullet wound. As such, she will only heal what won’t kill her. Self Reliance- [i]“With this blood, my strength shall rise, In sacrifice, my spirit flies. Healing flows from pain I share, Renewed and whole, beyond despair.”[/i] Used in conjunction with The Transference, self-reliance is a spell that Olivia can use to heal herself. She must first offer up her blood willingly to get the magic flowing. This means she’ll have to draw her own blood with a blade, or any sharp object instead of any wounds caused by another. As she chants her body will heal but it will heal slowly compared to other healing magic. If she has a broken arm, for example, she might have to repeat the chant several times before it is mended. Blood Boil- [i]“With gathered might, my magic flows, In this hand, the fury grows. By touch alone, your blood I sear, Feel the heat, your end is near. In boiling wrath, your life shall fade, By my will, your fate is laid.”[/i] Blood boil is the second of the three spells Olivia knew during the war against the snake. Olivia’s spell enchanted her hands with her green lux, and if she makes contact with another person or creature she will cause their blood to boil. A strong creature will be able to resist this magic, only having the effect localized to the point of contact. But if they’re weak, or if Olivia enchants the spell further with her blood sacrifice, she can cause all of their blood to boil. Acid Strike- [i]“With this breath, I call forth spite, Acidic venom, ready to bite. By my will, I spit and strike, Melt away, like candle’s light.”[/i] The third and final spell from their time with the coven, Olivia is able to turn her spit into an acidic liquid that she can spit out. It does not enhance the amount of spit in her mouth, or how far she can spit it. Familiar Form- [i]“From my core, our essence wakes, By my will, the spirit breaks. Familiar guide, answer my call, Emerge and stand, before me fall.”[/i] The last green lux spell Olivia has learned, Olivia is able to summon her witches familiar. The spell requires her to get naked, sit cross legged, and chant this spell for as long as it takes to summon the familiar. The familiar is a spirit, and must decide whether or not they will answer the call. If they do, they’ll be born from the flesh of the witch who summons them and will be fueled by the witch's life force. The summoning is an incredibly painful process. If the witch chooses to dismiss the familiar they’ll simply turn to dust and the life force will return to the witch. Creeping Weakness- [i]“Shadows creep, your strength shall wane, With every breath, I draw your pain. Life’s spark dims, your power fades, In silent whispers, my spell invades.”[/i] By chanting the spell creeping weakness Olivia is able to make her target feel weakened. The weakness they feel would be subtle at first, maybe a step forward would rob them of their breath or the act of using magic would take more energy than normal. However, if she is able to keep the chant going the effects of this spell would grow in power and scope. After thirty seconds it’ll start piercing through emotional fields, and the weakness will only grow in strength. Olivia must very within earshot of her target for the spell to work as her words carry the curse. The Fool - [i]“In shadows deep, where fears reside, Laughter echoes, truth belied. Insult and jest, your hearts exposed, In merry torment, your shame is imposed.”[/i] When Olivia offers her blood up willingly, she can also curse the minds of a singular target. This spell can pierce emotional fields however it can only do so with a hefty blood offering. When the spell takes hold, the target will be subjected to vicious ridicule, taunts, and be swarmed by a terrible laughter that can drive them mad. The spell can last anywhere from a minute to an hour depending on how long Olivia chants, and how much blood she uses in the spell. Once again, the target must hear the chant in full to fall under it’s effects. Obey Me- [i]“Hear my call, your will shall yield, In my command, your fate is sealed. Bend your mind, your heart must sway, Submit to me, and do as I say.”[/i] Obey me is one of Olivia’s most aggressive curses. Whereas her other spells work like a needle, Obey Me is like a hammer smashing against the walls of a person's mind. This spell requires a hefty blood offering, and will make Octavia weak, however, it will be able to smash a person's emotional field and subject them to Olivia’s command. Olivia can only maintain control as long as she chants, and as long as the target can hear her voice from her lips. This curse does not require the target to hear, only to be in the line of fire. Faerie Fire- [i]“Flicker bright, in shadows deep, Awaken fear, let panic seep. All around, let visions blaze, In this fright, their minds will craze. Let flames of doubt consume their sight, In terror’s dance, they lose their fight.”[/i] Faerie Fire is Olivia’s most powerful individually cast curse. It requires a lot of blood and part of her life force to cast. The spell will target seven people and curse their minds to think they’re on fire. Everything they see, touch, taste, smell, and feel will tell them so. It is incredibly painful, traumatizing, and debilitating. The spell will last for seven minutes. Each target does not need to hear, however, those that do will feel the spell hit with an increased magnitude of power. Fantastical Feline- [i]“By fur and blood, the magic blends, In this vessel, the spell ascends. With this mark, take form anew, Transformed with grace, my feline crew.”[/i] Olivia’s curse magic can be used to disguise herself, and others, as simple house cats. They’ll still be able to talk like normal but for all other intents and purposes they will be a cat. She’ll need to have a tuft of cat fur and drain her blood into a goblet, mix, mark, and then chant. The spell lasts for seven hours but can be ended sooner. Banishment- [i]“Together we stand, our voices align, With power united, your fate we entwine. From this realm, your presence we sever, Into the pit, now and forever. By our will, let shadows arise, In darkness, your spirit flies. Through the veil, we cast you away, In the pit, forever you stay.”[/i] Banishment is the first and only spell that Olivia has learned that requires another adept to cast. The two adept’s must cut their hands, hold them together, and chant this spell three times without interruption for it to succeed. If successful, their target will be plucked from Shimmer and banished to the pit. The spell exerts a toll on both adepts, as their blood loss will be significant and their life force drained for seven hours. As well, there will be a hole in their soul that the adepts will forever feel. For there is no greater curse than the pit, and to truly commit to the spell a part of them must accompany the target there. Haunting Specters- [i]“From shadows deep and sorrowed past, I call the souls of victims cast. Rise from the graves, let anguish swell, To haunt the living, a vengeful spell. With whispers soft and chilling cries, Unleash your fury, let terror arise. In shadows they gather, a spectral horde, To bind your spirit with chains unscored. Feel their pain, their wrath, their fear, For in your presence, they now draw near. By my will, let vengeance flow, Through cursed winds, your fury grows.”[/i] The first necromancy spell Olivia learned, Haunting Specters allows Olivia to summon the victims of a target and allows them to get their revenge. Olivia will need to do several things before she begins the spell. First, she’ll need an object of importance to the target. The more important an item is the stronger the spell. Next, she’ll need a black candle to establish the connection with the spirits. From here, she’ll need to create a circle out of salt and fill a chalice with water to give life to the spirits. Lastly, she’ll need to open her grimoire and look into a scrying mirror and repeat the chant seven times. The phantoms will be released from here and haunt their target until they are dead, or the summoning circle is broken. The haunt will start slow, but will ramp up over a week's time at which point it will be a battle between the spirits and their mark. Communes with the dead- [i]“By the name I speak, I call to thee, Awaken now, and set your spirit free. Spirit of [Name], I seek your voice, Join with me; let us rejoice. With open heart and intent sincere, Reveal your words; let all be clear.”[/i] Olivia can act as the vessel for a spirit to allow them to speak with the living. Olivia will need three things to summon a spirit like this. A drink that they liked, a food they liked, and an object that was important to them. Once she recites the chant the spirit, if willing, will possess her body. The spirit can only drink what was provided, eat that which was given, and talk to those in their presence. Olivia prefers this to be in a more intimate, secluded setting as they give up their autonomy for seven minutes while the ghost is in their body. If someone tries to interact with her during this time she will be at the mercy of the spirit. A Final Fight- [i]“From earth below, where spirits dwell, I call the fallen, hear my spell. Rise once more, from dust and pain, Join my cause, in this battle’s gain. In honor’s name, your strength I seek, Fight for me, as this moment’s bleak.”[/i] The ultimate spell for Olivia and the black lux that fuels it, A Final Fight calls on any who died at the location to rise up once more for a final battle. The spell itself will nearly kill Olivia if she is lucky or will actually kill her if she’s not. This spell does not require a body, item offering, or even knowledge of who died where. The simple act of casting this spell is enough for Olivia to bring an army of the dead back with whatever weapons they may carry, if any at all. They are both solid and not, as strikes against them will simply pass through while their strikes will hit true. Only lux can dispel these spirits. Empowered Touch [i]“With this touch, my power flows, Strength and speed, like wind that blows. By my hand, let courage soar, Unleash your magic, forever more.”[/i] The weakest lux that Olivia has access to is her orange lux. She has only recently mastered her first orange lux spell and it is rather weak. She can slightly boost a person's strength, speed, magic, or mood but it’ll be a small increase. [/indent] [/cell][/row][/hider] First of a few new 317 NPC’s [hider=A vivid blur] [row][cell][h2][b]Cyrus[color=2e2c2c].[/color]Tempus[/b][/h2][/cell][cell][/cell][/row][row][cell][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/1GDPfGk.jpeg[/img] [b]23 | Cyrus Tempus | He/Him [/b][hr//][i]" Oh you’re so adorable when you get mad."[/i][/center][/cell][cell] [b]Description:[/b] [indent]Cyrus is a tall, lanky, but conventionally attractive man. He walks a fine line between confidence and arrogance, and it is one of the first things that people will notice. They will often either think he’s the most confident man in the room or the most cocky. There is never anyone in the middle. He is always dressed well, with well fitting button up shirts and stylish pants. He will often accessorize with bracelets, rings, and other charms on his hands. Cyrus began his life in a town called Peacetree City in Georgia. He showed incredible athletic ability and as such was a constant fixture on the sport scene. He was the best on his team with baseball, football, and soccer and somehow he found the time to perfect all three. When he made it to Highschool he committed to just football. He started all four years and was his school's starting quarterback. In his senior year he carried the team on his back to the state championship. In the game he suffered a terrible leg injury on the final play of the game. His selfless act allowed his team to win, but it also stopped him from ever competing again. The raw emotional pain he endured as a result led to the events that caused him to kindle. Cyrus took a gap year while he recovered. In this time he developed a knack for photography and quickly found a passion for it. It was a violent passion, much like sports were, and he had to become the best. After a few tears of schooling, and countless hours of training, he joined the 317. Right before the attack on the 317 Cyrus was promoted from the JV team to the varsity level.[/indent] [b]Abstraction:[/B] [i]Adept: Gold-Purple Lux[/i] [indent]A wrinkle- Cyrus can project versions of himself from alternate timeline, have them take actions, and swap with them if the bed arises. A team of my own- Cyrus can summon three versions of himself from alternate timelines. They may be dressed the same, with slight variations, or be completely different. These versions of himself will be able to move, take actions, and act independently from his control. These versions of Curtis l Cyrus can not interact with our reality, they can not touch others or be touched themselves. There will be a flicker that will reveal them to be ghosts of Cyrus so he won’t be able to shadow cover jutsu his way out of a fight. They will be holding whatever Cyrus is holding. Assume Control- Cyrus can swap with any alternate version of himself at any time. If one is readying a strike, and has an opening to land it, Cyrus will assume control and land the strike. As well, if Cyrus is about to be hit he can also swap his way to safety. [/indent] [/cell][/row][/hider] [hider=A French Connection] [row][cell][h2][b]Leah[color=2e2c2c].[/color]Louis Dubois-Harrington[/b][/h2][/cell][cell][/cell][/row][row][cell][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/hZD5jfT.jpeg[/img] [b] 29 | Leah Louise Dubois-Harrington | She/Her [/b][hr//][i]" If you ever threaten my children again I will cut off your penis, and sew it to your face so the world will always see you for the dick you are.”[/i][/center][/cell][cell] [b]Description:[/b] [indent]Leah stands at short five foot height with a relatively petite build. She has incredibly curly hair that reaches down to the top of her shoulders. Her mother was French, and her dad was Korean, and thus she’s inherited a very ambiguous face. She is always dressed incredibly well. Every outfit is meticulously put together. Her business is fashion so she always ensures that she looks good. If anyone spots her at home she will threaten them to ensure they never spill the beans on what her home look is. Leah was born in Paris, France, and spent the first twenty three years of her life here. Her parents pushed her to master her native French, her father’s Korean, and English as a third language, though she speaks it with a heavy French accent. She was a good student who always was at the front of her class. A chance encounter with a vampire apparition as a teenager caused her to kindle and murder the bloodsucking horror that threatened her. She tried to bury the magical side from here and soon she found herself graduating college at eighteen. In her eighteenth year she met an American man named Stephen. The two dated for several years before they moved back to his hometown of St. Portwell. Four years ago they married in a beautiful ceremony back in Paris and set out to build the perfect life in America. The two would welcome a child four years ago, and another child the year after. The two raised their daughters Aurora and Rose together and Leah truly believed she had found her happy place. Stephen was once a part of a coven and, with his help, Leah’s magic flourished and she found strength with it. She found work as a part time fashion designer at The 317 a year ago and combined her passion for creating clothes with her magic. Six months ago Charles was killed, crashing her entire world down with it. The case is still open, with no leads on the suspect, and the only thing left behind was a wolf carving. The more she learns about the monster that hunts the Sycamore tree coven, the more it is clear that her husband was murdered by this Father Wolf due to his connection with the fateful fight against the Stygian Snake. While she is facing mounting pressure to return home to France, she has decided to remain to help the 317 in their fight, and may lend her support to Sycamore if the need arises.[/indent] [b]Abstraction:[/B] [indent]Adept: Gold-Red lux A Whimsical Melody: Leah is a gold-red adept who, while listening to music through her Walkman channeler, can turn inanimate objects into her magical minions. The function of the minions depends on the emotion used to create them. Happy emotions build minions who help whereas angry emotions build monsters. She is still a novice with her magic so she is limited in scope and function for now. Nine To Five- When Leah plays music through her Channeler she can create magical minions. As she dances along to the music, an important step in this magic, she’ll be able to turn mundane objects into these minions. A broom will start sweeping, a mop will start mopping, and dishes would clean themself for example. Any object can be turned into a minion and these minions are only useful for the simple acts of keeping a place tidy, and helps her turn even the most boring of chores into a fun magic filled adventure. She uses this magic when she is also creating the clothes that she sells. The needle, thread, and every other tool will animate and do the work for her. She’ll need to create the designs, and know how to create the outfit she wants, as even if they’re magical they’re simply tools that Leah uses. Leah will typically use as upbeat song to fuel this magic. You outta know- If she, her kids, or her friends are threatened she can use the very same magic to turn a simple object into a magical monster. If she turns a stuffed animal into a monsterous minion, for example, they may grow in size to monstrous heights, adopt some terrifying fangs, and have a personality that is prone to lashing out suddenly and violently towards perceived threats. Anything created with this spell will change physically, and they will all attack without a second thought. [/indent] [/cell][/row] [/hider] [hider=Eye Spy] [row][cell][h2][b]Monica[color=2e2c2c].[/color]Tesfa[/b][/h2][/cell][cell][/cell][/row][row][cell][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Cr5SLig.jpeg[/img] [b] 31 | Monica Tesfa | She/Her [/b][hr//][i]"Magic, like art, is truly found in the eyes of the beholder.”[/i][/center][/cell][cell] [b]Description:[/b] [indent]Monica is a tall woman. She stands at a height of five foot eleven inches her height has allowed her to look down on most men. She dresses comfortably, and tries to always look decent for every occasion without sacrificing her comfort. Her hair is very coily and very much blown out, and she spends countless hours each day working on it. Born and raised in Ann Arbor, Michigan, Monica had a relatively simple life. She played sports, got good grades, and went to college. After graduation, she stayed in Ann Arbor and opened a cute but quaint vintage fashion store where she curated, and restored, old and interesting pieces of vintage history. She had sections for clothes, equipment, and had basically a bit of everything under the sun. One day she had a box of antiques donated after a man in town died and it was in this box where her magical journey started. She grabbed an old pan flute with three pipes, made out of bronze, and played a melody on it. The melody was simple, but it was enough to break the seal that held an apparition inside, releasing it and causing a kindling event. While the apparition only thanked her, it’s presence alive without glamor caused a significant emotional moment. She could now hear the thoughts of people if she was able to look them in the eyes. As well, if she knew who she was looking for, she could also project her own thoughts into theirs. She was pulled into a local coven who sensed her magic and she trained from there. Eventually she learned of a magic filled collective out west and decided it was time to truly combine her crafts. She arrived three months ago and has been an independent artist at work here. [/indent] [b]Abstraction:[/B] [indent]Adept - Pink Lux Monica is a pink adept who, by looking in someone’s eyes, can read their thoughts, learn much about who they are, and can search for minds telepathically in a five hundred foot radius. Eye of the beholder- When Monica looks someone in the eyes she learns much about a person. What their proudest moment is, what makes them afraid, and what they’re currently thinking. It is a subtle intrusion but it is quite powerful at finding ways through the emotional fields of adepts. The longer she holds the connection the stronger her magic becomes. She does have trouble with adjoined, and can not penetrate a raw apparition in the wild. Deus Ex Woman - Monica can also reach out with her mind and connect with those around her. She’ll find it hard to read the thoughts of others, but can with enough concentration, but she can freely talk through this connection with ease. [/indent] [/cell][/row][/hider] [hider=A Soldier Far From War] [row][cell][h2][b]Darren[color=2e2c2c].[/color]’Riley’ Mayfield[/b][/h2][/cell][cell][/cell][/row][row][cell][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/dkNYnal.jpeg[/img] [b] 37 | Darren ‘Riley’ Mayfield | He/Him [/b][hr//][i]" Oh that’s cute that you think you can beat me.”[/i][/center][/cell][cell] [b]Description:[/b] [indent]Darren is not the tallest man in a room. He is five foot five, but has packed it with a sturdy muscular frame. He dresses like a man half his age with a common theme being fishnets, denim jackets, and ripped jeans. He has various tattoos across his arms and chest, the most visible being the one that denotes his time with the marines. Darren was born in Indiana and, at a young age, decided that he would find his way through the world as best he could until he was old enough to enlist in the marines. His father was a marine, and his father before him was a part of the army, and as such Darren felt that it was his honor, and duty, to carry on that family tradition. His grades were never perfect but he got by. He played sports but was never the best. He enlisted as soon as he could, and by the time he finished with his training the country was preparing for a war in the Middle East. He fought in the first, second, and third conflict that flared up in this part of the world. It was early on in these conflicts that the sight of his entire squad dead caused him to kindle. He kept his magic secret, and he kept it that way all the way until after he was honorably discharged. He was now thirty years old. A warrior without a war to fight or train for. He moved out to Seattle at thirty two and within a year he met a woman named Faith who discovered his secret. She showed him that the magical world was much bigger, and much more scary, than he ever knew and he learned that it was only a matter of time before the best big magical fight kicked off. As such, he moved to St. Portwell and began to train with help from Faith. It was here he discovered a love for painting and quickly learned he had a knack for it. He started a project called the Soldier Series, a loosely connected series of paintings that he began to sell at the 317. It was more expensive than they had any right to be but he sold them with a story, and with the promise that thirty percent of the proceeds would go to a wounded warrior charity, a promise he has kept. Faith has told him that a war had found them, and that she’d need more soldiers to fight it. Darren heard enough and as such he was promoted to a full time member.[/indent] [b]Abstraction:[/B] [indent]Adept. Red-Purple Darren is a Red-Purple adept who focuses on creating, manipulating elemental magic. Take Flight- Darren focuses the fire of his red lux into the palms of his hands and, or, the balls of his feet. As the power grows a visible red ball will appear. Eventually the magic will shoot out with a powerful force that allows him to either fly through the air, or rocket across the Ice Rink spell. This gives him a very versatile movement skill. He needs to be careful while using this spell because while he may be immune to the magic he uses, he’s not immune to crashing and breaking his bones. Fire Lance- Darren points out his ring and middle finger together, while his pointer and pinky touch underneath, and channels his fire magic into the air between the fingers. As it readies the fire will form a ball. From here Darren can either shoot out a fire blast which envelops a target, fire spears that try to impale them, or continuously channel it into a flamethrower. Fire Walls Bringing his hands together Darren will channel his fire magic for his ultimate spell. He’ll shoot his hands out and in the process of doing this will create large walls of fire. The walls are nearly twenty feet long and ten feet tall. He’ll aim to place this on either side of a group of enemies so that they’ll be trapped in between. Then he’ll slam his hands together which will cause the magic walls of fire to slam together as well. There is a physical force applied with his purple lux. This is not enough to squash them but it is enough to hold the targets in place while the now single wall of fire incinerates their targets. Cold Blast- Darren once again pushes his ring finger and middle finger together on top while the pointer and pinky touches underneath. He then channels the ice aspect of his ice magic and, like Fire Lance, can utilize the magic in several ways. He can send a magical blast of cold magic to knock an opponent off their feet, create daggers of ice that get launched with his purple lux, or even just channel the magic constantly to have a constant cold flamethrower that envelops targets in a magical cold that can freeze them to their core. Ice Manipulation- Darren can manipulate any of his magical ice. This could be to cause it to grow from a simple patch to a field of ice spears, or allow him to change the size of his ice daggers. If it’s ice made from his magic it’s able to be manipulated. Ice Rink - If Darren needs to install crowd control, or move around a battlefield quickly, he can summon his red lux and use it to coat the entire area, or a small subsection of the area, in a perfect rink of ice. He will also use his purple lux to push down on the ice uniformly to make it as smooth as possible. It is magically slippery so most will slip and fall on it but Darren has practiced over the past two decades and is able to not only navigate it, but speed across it. Destructo Disk- The ultimate cold spell, Darren holds a hand up and back and forges a disk of ice above it. It quickly gains size, Ave with two seconds this disk its as wide as he is tall. It is compressed during this process, and given a spin, with his purple lux, all the while the edge gets sharper and sharper. He then uses his purple lux to throw the spinning disk, and can guide it through a crowd. He can not adjust it too much as the disk will lose its spin if he tries to deviate it too much from its initial course. The disk is sharp, and can cut through those with weaker emotional fields with ease, and can pose a threat to those who have a stronger one.[/indent] [/cell][/row] [/hider]