[OOC] Winter's Blade: A Fairy Tail RP

[SecretSinner91]

After techinical difficulties, here is Ami's profile

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Personality

<sub>Ami is a quiet girl and tends to stutter at times, as she gets timid and reserved around others. Though, when she gets to know the person well, Ami is a bit more open to them. She can be cheerful and kind, along with gentleness. Ami is brave, to anyone's surprise, as she would be the one to try and defend everyone. She does tend to get distracted at times by new things.

Her determination knows no bounds, as she would never give up, even when things seem hopeless. She has total faith in what she does, and will always be there to lend a helping hand if needed. The girl does try to hide whatever pain or sadness she feels, as she does not want to cause anyone trouble. Ami also has this side of innocence and being naive to things.</sub>

Appearance

_{Ami is a petite girl with a slender figure. She has long blonde hair and purple eyes. She tends to wear comfortable clothes. Sometimes she will have music notes incorpareted in her clothing. She also has music note hair pins she always wears.}

“No matter what happens, I'll protect you!”

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Ami

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Ami-chan, Kiddo, Midget

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Female

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Sixteen

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C-Rank

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Ami has joined the guild at the same time as Rashiku. She's still a little shy around most of the members but seems to be enjoying getting to know everyone. She also loves the snow!

| Guild Seal Location: |

It's located on the back of her right hand

| History: |

Ami can remember a few bits and pieces of her earliest memory. A dragon. She never knew who her human parents were or what had happened to them. Her caretaker didn't explain it to her. All the dragon told her was that he had found her as an infant and decided to keep a baby "animal" from dying and keep her long enough to where once she was able to fend on her own, he would let her wander off. However, a year passed and the dragon grew attached to her, though he never admitted out loud. Ami had grown up under the Dragon's watchful eye. She learned how to survive in the wilderness, along with learning to speak and read. Her first word was "Papa" which made the dragon attempt to stop her from calling him that, but since it was the only word she knew, he had to accept that he was now this baby animal's "papa".

As she grew older, she wanted to learn the amazing things he was able to do which was his Steam magic. The dragon had refused to at first, but with the small girl insisting that she wanted to be just like him. The dragon eventually relented. He offered Ami his blood to drink in order for her to gain his magic, but he had warned her of the consequences of becoming a dragon slayer. That she would become someone different, and if she did not keep herself in check, she would be one of the foolish that would go into those lands of the ancients and never return, or she would become wild. Ami understood the risks and made a vow to herself to never lose herself to this magic. Ami drank her "papa's" blood and learned to use his magic.

Her papa was a strict teacher, as he made sure that she learned this magic correctly. There were some trial and error, but Ami had slowly begun to master it, but at the same time, she was careful to not overdo it. When Ami was ten-years-old, her papa had decided that it was time for Ami to leave their home and for her to join among the humans. She needed to see her own kind and he needed some privacy. At first, Ami was hesitant, but her papa had encouraged her that she was capable of living among them. He even told her there were guilds where she can have better luck. It would be a few days later when Ami had packed her things and went off on her own, after saying good-bye to her papa, It felt strange, but Ami felt ready at the same time to be on her own.

On her way to town, she stumbled upon an egg. Ami had decided to take care of it, thinking she could have a pet bird or a magical companion to accompany her on her adventures. She was surprised when the egg hatched into a cat. Ami named the baby cat Matatabi, and since then, Matatabi has been by her side. It was then Ami joined a guild called Chimera Mane. It was home for her. Ami got along with everyone and became best friends with a boy named Rashiku and a girl named Alexandria. Ami learned what music and fell in love with it, doing her best to learn to sing along and play an instrument. She even found music note hair clips to wear. Ami was happy, as was Matatabi. However, this happiness did not last. They were suddenly attacked by a Dark Guild that Rashiku had a grudge against. He and Alexandria were the ones that saved her and Matatabi that night. The four of them had to fight together to survive the brutal attacks. Ami had to keep herself in check despite wanting to destroy these monsters for killing their family. They lost their home that night.

Ami and Matatabi kept close with Rashiku and Alexandiraas they traveled together to try and find another guild to join. However, they fell on hard times. The rumors clinging onto them of Chimera Mane being a possible dark guild was making things difficult. Ami did try to make money on the side with simple tasks, just enough for them to buy food and supplies before they have to move on. It wasn't until they heard rumors of Demon Maw's defeat, and the man that destroyed them was forming a guild. Both Ami and Alexandria had to convince Rashiku that this was their chance of joining a guild. When it was decided, the four of them headed off to the guild and joined. It felt nice to have a family again. Ami hoped this would last forever.

| Magic: |

Steam Dragon Slayer Magic: Ami is capable of creating, manipulating and shaping steam. She can create fogs to help cover her teammates to shooting hot steam at an enemy. Ami can use her steam magic to heat water to create steam for her to consume, but it takes time for her to do so. She can also raise the temperature of bodies of water (ex. a swimming pool) or a room using her steam. Ami can float or shoot herself with high pressured steam but it drains her mana fast. Ami can make herself wet and slippery if she needs to escape from an enemy or tight places. She can also create shapes with steam and control them to distract an enemy, however, it does not turn into a solid object, it's simply steam. Ami can do a dragon roar of hot pressured steam that is above boiling point temperature.

| Strengths and Weakness: |

Strength:
Ami is quite agile and quick on her feet. She also tries to plan ahead before attacking.
She can sing very well and can play the piano and flute.
Her cooking skills also come in handy.

Weakness: Ami has to keep herself in check when using her magic as she has yet to succumb to the side effects that all dragon slayers receive.
Her house is difficult to clean at times due to steam because it's got a mildew problem.

| Miscs : |

Ami has an exceed named Matatabi who can be a bit of a troll, but is a good-hearted cat.

[Dr Insano12]

Knighty knight

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Personality

_{Alex is kind to a fault, even extending kindness to her enemies, her nature allows people to easily take advantage of her or dump their work off upon her. Alex has an unshakable moral code, absolutely refusing to do anything she considers dishonorable or unjust she is a firm believer in the fact that the quick and easy path isn't always the right path. Her knight training taught her humility and patience, and while she is very humble...She's still working on the patience part, she has moments where she genuinely grows impatient when things aren't proceeding the way they should, or when she needs to wait for something important to happen. Alex is bad at hiding her emotions, she wears them plainly upon her sleeve for anyone to see, it makes her a target and sometimes makes her easily offended or hurt, but she also does her best to spread her happiness to other people, she's happiest when others are smiling.}

Appearance

<sub>Alexandria's skin is a pale white. Her eyes a deep red and bright blonde hair usually flowing behind her. She doesn't enjoy the feeling of it being tied up.

She typically wears her armor, almost at all times...She can be a bit paranoid and almost always is prepared for a battle. A blue silken cloak adorns her armor.</sub>

“If I don't put others before myself, I'm not much of a knight.”

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Alexandria Mouto

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Wind-Swept blade, Alex

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Female

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19

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B-

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Alexandria joined at the exact same time as Rashiku and Ami, as such she has only been a member of the guild for a few months now. During her limited time in the guild she has come to think of it as a new home, she genuinely enjoys her time here and does her best to get along with everyone. She's grateful to Aiden for destroying the Demon's maw guild, but even though she knows that revenge isn't a chivalrous endeavor...She can't help but feel slightly bitter that she never got to fight the monsters responsible for destroying her old guild-mates. She does her best to push that down and simply accept things as they are, still enjoying her time in the guild regardless.

| Guild Seal Location: |

Upon the back of her neck

| History: |

Born to a noble house, Alexandria was destined to be the next in line for house Mouto’s holdings. She was taught manners, etiquette and social skills from a very young age, and Alexandria did her best to please her parents and complete these lessons with flying colors...But a child can only care so much about being told how to sit, or how to hold a spoon. Alexandria was horrifically bored by the constant lessons of being a prim and proper lady, while she was making her parents so proud of her, she found herself miserable and just going through the motions. One fateful day, Alexandria had managed to sneak out of her home to mingle with the common folk...Unfortunately for her the Mouto house was not well liked by the majority of the citizens in its holdings, considering them to be money-grubbing and profiteering off of their suffering with absurd taxes and shakedown tactics of local businesses. Of course Alexandria didn’t understand what was wrong, only that people didn’t like her family and as a result? They didn’t like her. A disgruntled group of kids took it upon themselves to bully the “Rich girl” and hopefully get some money out of it. The kids in question cornered Alexandria in an alley while she explored the markets and demanded the rich kid hand over all her money otherwise they would hurt her. Despite years and years of etiquette training, Alexandria was a fighter at heart and as the children grew closer to her, she began to bite and claw at them to protect herself, it was hardly a refined fight but what could one expect from a young child?

The little girl put up a decent fight for someone of her size but numbers, as they typically do, won out but before the fight could progress any further. A much older and gruff man yelled out for the children to stop, the voice was so terrifying and commanded such authority that the children and even Alexandria stopped in her tracks. The kids dispersed out of fear and the man walked right up to Alexandria, helping the child to her feet and offering to escort her home. The man in armor had saved her without even knowing who she was, with all of the disdain surrounding her family name, she was so happy...Happier than she had been in ages. The walk home with the man was an eventful one, the bright eyed child bombarded the poor man with endless questions about what he was and who he was. His name was Dravin and he was a knight. Eventually they arrived at Alexandria’s home and she had to bid the knight farewell.

Her etiquette training at home had grinded to a halt, all Alexandria was able to ask about was knights...Well knights and why the people seemed to detest her parents so much. Her parents grew irritated with her refusal to continue on with her training of becoming a proper noblewoman and instead insisting on becoming a knight. Dravin had inspired her to help others, the same way that he had helped her. Over the years her refusal to accept the lessons finally caused her parents to give her an ultimatum, either leave home and become a knight or stay and be cared for as the Scion of the Mouto home...Alexandria chose to follow her dream and so she was disowned and tossed out...It hurt...it hurt a lot to be betrayed by those she thought loved her. Alexandria had to fend for herself for a time until a chance meeting with the same knight as before: Dravin.

Dravin recognized Alexandria and Alexandria begged to become his squire, Dravin of course insisted on taking her home and that the life of a knight was truly dangerous, but Alexandria told him everything that happened, about how her family threw her out and about the fact that he had inspired her to help everyone as he had helped her. The old knight was touched by such earnest desires and finally accepted. Alexandria traveled the lands with Dravin and became his squire. She was even introduced to the guild that he worked for: Chimera mane. Dravin insisted upon Alex officially joining the guild and that he would keep an eye on her, the Guildmaster accepted mostly due to Dravin’s recommendation and her training began in earnest. During her time working for the guild and with Dravin, she became friends with two fellow guild members: Rashiku and Ami. She felt like she had a home here, she felt like THIS is what her home with her family should have been like.

All good things end some day however. Five years later, Dravin had declared that Alex’s training had been finished...Alex was now a knight and an equal to the man who had trained her for the past several years, she was grateful and expressed utter jubilation to Rashiku and Ami as soon as she had gotten the news...However shortly after the news was delivered, that was when the dark guild known as Demon’s Maw attacked and began to decimate the guild and its members. Alexandria immediately ran to Ami’s aid alongside Rashiku and the three fought off as many of the dark guild members as they could to secure their escape. However as they were leaving Alex saw Dravin in the distance, taking on swaths of opponents alongside a dying headmaster. Her former teacher and her locked eyes for a single instance and Alex had to make a choice, to either go with her friends and make sure they survive...Or rush to her teacher’s aid and fight to defend him, the last look they shared, even though it was across a vast field, she could practically feel what Dravin thought. He wanted her to run, to save herself and so with tears in her eyes, she did. Life changed from that point forward, Alexandria, Rashiku and Ami bonded and traveled with one another but each attempt at finding a new guild for steady work and security proved to be a failure for a litany of different reasons. Frustration and irritation were setting in until she and Ami had finally heard the news of Demon’s Maw being defeated. And later they learned about a new guild being started up, after managing to convince Rashiku to brave the cold climate, they joined the guild together.

| Magic: |

Wind Magic: Alexandria is capable of shaping and manipulating the element of wind to her advantage. Her main ability with this magic is creating a blade out of wind, this takes concentration to do but once conjured the blade stays until she either willingly dis-spells it, or her focus is broken. She is also capable of releasing blasts of wind from her hands. The effect of these blasts diminishes the further her target is away, however at point blank range? This blast is a devastating concussive blast that has been known to crumble walls on more than one occasion. The distance problem can be mitigated if Alexandria takes the time to carefully charge and focus her blast of wind, focusing it into a fine blast that can easily travel a great distance and make contact with her target, this requires great concentration but the results are well worth the time it takes to prepare.

| Strengths and Weakness: |

Strengths:
Knights training- Alexandria trained for several years as a knight, rising from the rank of squire to a full fledged knight. As a knight she is well versed in fighting with her armor, moving deceptively quick and well for someone clad in steel armor. She is also incredibly skilled with a blade.

Unyielding will- Alex has a stout and devout heart, as long as she believes what she is fighting for is just, she will absolutely refuse to stay down. As such she is able to take quite the beating before staying down for the count.

Physical conditioning- She keeps herself in good shape despite her..."Eating habit" training every single day and refusing to slack off for even a single moment, as such her body is fine tuned and in well kept condition, as healthy as an Ox.
Weaknesses:
Stubbornness- Once Alex gets an idea in her head, it's difficult for her to be persuaded out of it, she absolutely despises the idea of giving up or admitting defeat, this also results in her being rather competitive when it comes to games or contests, but she tries to hide that, though not always successfully.

The knight's code- A set of rules and principles that she lives her life by, A knight's life is rigid and uncompromising at least that was what she was taught. As such if she is asked to do anything that flies in the face of those principles, be it cowardly, duplicitous or dishonest in nature? She will absolutely refuse such requests or even orders. As such this has made her a problem member of certain guilds.

Easily embarrassed- She is incredibly conscious of her body, often taking great pains to cover it up, such as with her armor or cloak. She is rendered into an embarrassed and stammering mess if she is ever given compliments or god forbid an attempt at flirting, the poor girl's brain practically shuts down.

| Miscs : |

She has a habit of pouting or puffing her cheeks when she is upset.
She greatly enjoys food, well cooked and prepared food can send her into an adorable frenzy of hunger.

Sheet credited to Buddha(slight edits taken from Sanguine rose).

I tried to trim down the bio. I was 20% successful. T-T

[Lunarlord34]

@hatakekuro
get in the discord already ya loser.

[Grey]

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[CaliforniaState]

Let's try this again shall we

What's your blood type?

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Personality

_{Kvasir is very basic in principle when it boils down to personality. He is almost devoid of any and all learned behavior and nuanced traits. Bare to the bone, the best way to describe Kvasir would be a rabid dog. He has no real concept of what right and wrong is nor the civility between humans in an open setting. Instead Kvasir relies on his basic animal instinct, his gut has never steered him wrong and he has gotten this far without need for anything else. Though near feral and paranoid, he however can become a loyal companion that bends to authority depending on who he becomes subservient to with enough time and compassion.}

Appearance

_{Kvasir is a god among men, both literally and figuratively. His godlike physique can only be attributed to the blood pumping through his body and the sinful inclusion of his god Kvasir. His height is a staggering 6’3 while he weighs an impressive 190 pounds. This amount of mass lends itself to his chiseled physique than can be visually seen from the definition in his arms, chest, and leg muscles. His eyes are a piercing emerald green with waves of lush chestnut colored hair, one strand locked in a braid hanging off to the side of his face. He is naturally adorned in brown and golden robes that allow ease of movement when in combat. A wrapped headband in the same fashion as his robe and pants with the addition of golden jewelry around his neck and fingers.}

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“Let me go first.”

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Kvasir

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Bloody Mess

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Male

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20

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C+

| Guild Membership Status: |

Fresh off the boat

| Guild Seal Location: |

On top of his tongue

| History: |

While most humans’ lives revolved around magic, Kvasir’s world revolved around religion. The recollection of events shy of the first mark of sin on his body have all been repressed and practically purged from his mind. Kvasir wasn’t his birth name nor one chosen by him, instead it was one granted to him by the group at large. You see Kvasir was born into a family that was victim to a cult. The cult wasn’t renown or heard of outside the parcel of land they claimed atop the snowy mountains secluded from the rest of the world and their tales of magic and monsters. Instead they were their own monsters. The cult itself believed in many gods that were dictated by a dichotomous view of the world. These gods eventually organized themselves into two separate tribes that had gotten along until a break down in relations plummeted the two into war.

To save you from the details, Kvasir’s story revolves around one god that the cult worshipped religiously who was known as none other than Kvasir himself. This is important for he did not share the same name as their god until the aftermath that ensued. You see Kvasir was their god of wisdom considered to be the wisest of all beings. There was no question for which he did not have a ready and satisfying answer. He took up the life of a wanderer, dispensing his wisdom to all whom he met along the road. When he came to the house of two dwarves, Fjalar (“Deceiver”) and Galar (“Screamer”), they killed him and drained his blood into three containers. They told the gods that Kvasir had suffocated from an excess of wisdom. The two dwarves then brewed mead by mixing Kvasir’s blood with honey – the Mead of Poetry. In fairness this religious sham of a cult operated in the vein of Fjalar and Galar rather than the god himself; true wisdom falling on deaf ears.

So, in order to obtain this wisdom, the cult need a spring to drink from, one that bore the bountiful fruit of wisdom. But how could they cultivate and allow for something so sacred and rare to grow? Their greed and ambitions turned to the children. You see in order to carefully curate this fruit they needed the wisest of all vessels. Children were often seen as innocent, smart, and quick to learn while adults were past the age of ripeness. The idea that wisdom could be harvested from children became their mantra. And so, with the finest of rituals the cult began to create their vessel for wisdom. This was done in a few steps, first was collecting the first son from every family, followed by carefully examining them medically to ensure they were free from ailments or disease. After that, was an arduous and tedious learning regime spanning from the age of recruitment all the way to their coming of age in what was otherwise known as puberty.

Whomever was to score the highest at the end of their cycle would be nominated as their sacrifice, their cult mentally ruling out any qualms of this barbaric process. Once chosen they would be bled to death over days until there was enough blood to be passed around the cult, those who weren’t chose were integrated back into their families. The yearly ritual was fast approaching and Kvasir being the second son born to his family was safe from being chosen. This however meant his brother would be chosen in his stead. Yet his brother struggled in his studies and was fearing the judgement of his family for not being a front runner in their tradition. Confiding in Kvasir his brother asked for help, safe from the ritual he reluctantly accepted in servitude to his brother. As he began to teach his brother, he learned that the material was easy and quickly absorbed into his mind.

It was almost a day and night change with his brother’s aptitude after a few weeks practice, he would for sure be picked. It wasn’t until a routine medical evaluation that he learned he disqualified due to the growth of a sickness inside him. Instead of waiting for the following years harvest they took Kvasir as tribute instead. At first, he played the idiot and tried to fail through the exams, but he was quickly reminded lying led to pain. His scores blowing his contemporaries out of the way led him to being chosen as this year’s tribute. While everyone had been blindly led to follow their fake gods practice, he had the wisdom to know they were wrong, he protested his god and rejected his teachings. His rebellion was ignored as they tied him up to his fate.

His vision was fading, becoming blurry, his mind slipping away from this ritual sacrifice. He pleaded to any god that could hear him that if they helped him escape, he would become a vessel for them to live through. Only one god answered and that was Kvasir himself, ironic as he rejected him. The blood that pooled out of him retreated inside his body leaving some still outside to coat his hands in the form of blades. Free from his bindings he eviscerated his cult family and drained them, using whatever blood was left to be taken inside his body.

On purely instinct, Kvasir was driven and drawn to the city of white harbor where he collapsed in front of the Winter Blade’s Guild.

| Magic: |

Blood God Slayer Magic (血の滅神魔法Chi no Metsujin Mahō)
Is a rare specialized god slayer magic that deals with the element of blood, that is red and black in color. Kvasir can manipulate his own blood in a multitude of ways but most notably scene in weaponized constructs.

ᚶ Rune Magic ᚶ (文字の魔法 Moji no Mahō)
Native to only Kvasir as of now, Rune magic is a form of combination magic from enchantment magic and letter magic. The blood used from either himself, his magic, or a foreign blood source will act as the ink to the start of his magic. Once he draws a nordic rune on his body he can activate a magic relating to the meaning of his mark depending on whether it is Elder or Younger Futhark.

| Strengths and Weakness: |

Strengths:
Excels in close range combat
Fearless
Tenacious
Athletic in and out of combat (Running, jumping, swimming)

Weaknesses:
Can become frenzied and lose himself in battle
Has a hard time being social
Can’t replenish his reserves from long range
Rash

| Miscs : |

When in combat he adorns what can be seen as gauntlets which house two hooked hidden blades, blood drawn from these feed into a tube that goes directly into Kvasir's skin.

[Genon]

Here's my sheet. A bit rushed given that I only learned of this RP's existence today, but I think I've done a good job with this.

The Rogue Musketeer

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Personality

_{Leon is jaded, cynical, serious, and stoic. He has a deeply negative outlook on the world around him and is slow to trust others, owing to the crushing of his dreams when he joined the Musketeers and the years he spent brutally killing and capturing the scum of the earth. But at the same time, he has a strong belief that the world can get better, that people can change, and that the people of the present are the harbingers of the future. Whether that future is a good or bad one, he believes, is up to them. Sometimes, however, the simplest solution is the best, and he's not above killing Dark Wizards and wrongdoers outright. Leon's face is often an enigma. He's good at lying and he's good at hiding his emotions. But though he tries to deny it, he still has that ember of idealism in him: Deep down, he still holds the ideals of what the Musketeers should have been, what they were, in high regard, especially their honor and pride, and strives to be someone that people can look up to in a similar vein, if not in the exact same way. And, for all of these reasons, he will continue to help people, to fight evil and uphold good, until the day he dies. Because the world is more than an empty glass. However, he does have a more fun side that comes out in a relaxed environment, though you wouldn't know it from how he acted before he joined the guild.}

Appearance

_{Contrary to his appearance in the picture above, Leon does not always wear a nobleman's getup. Though he has a nice wardrobe of such clothes and may wear them to special occasions, he's much more prone to wearing a more rugged getup befitting a bounty hunter while on missions. His weapons, however, are usually pretty ornate. He typically carries Sigma in a scabbard at his side so it can be drawn quickly.}

“All that glitters isn't gold, people can be downright nasty to each other, and your heroes and champions might just turn out to be corrupt jokes when you finally meet them. But that's no excuse not to do the right thing.”

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Leon D'Encant

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The Freezing Blade

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Male

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26

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A

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Leon has been in the guild for about two months at this point. Largely, he joined for protection against the enemies he made in his bounty hunting career. However, he has told the Guild Master about the reason he joined. It's known around the guild that he's a marked man.

| Guild Seal Location: |

Left side of abdomen

| History: |

Leon D'Encant was, of course, born in Encant, a Fiorean town known for its elite marksmen, who had provided deadly troops to the armies of Fiore in centuries past. These "Musketeers," trained in the arts of the rapier, parrying dagger, pistol, and rifle, were known to be men of honor and pride. Cutting dashing figures, they were respected warriors, using their Requip techniques to great effect against the enemies of the Royal Household.

A young Leon, wide-eyed and naive, sought to join Legion's Gate, the great Requip school where the best Musketeers were trained. At the age of eighteen, he was accepted and began his training in the Musketeer's arts. Two years later, he graduated. However, in time he had grown disillusioned with Musketeer society in general. He had been lured in with tales of crack shots shooting Dark Wizards between the eyes from half a mile away, of dashing rogues dueling S-Class threats by themselves with a smile on their face, all while never allowing an innocent to come to harm or, worse, betray their personal code of honor.

Instead, he found a once-great force of warriors in sharp decline. Old mottos were forgotten in the name of excess. The Musketeers had grown lazy and corrupt after centuries of being the most privileged wizards around. Though they were capable Wizards, they rarely fought, instead preferring to use their large degree of autonomy to skim money meant for other corps and divert it to themselves, living large while other branches starved, fought, and bled. Leon was disgusted enough by this that, having never gotten to participate in a single action, he handed in his resignation and left as soon as he got the opportunity.

If the Musketeers would not do anything useful with their lives, then Leon D'Encant would. He took up bounty hunting, and, after a rough start, proved quite good at it. But, years into his bounty hunting career, he made a rookie mistake. Picking off too many members of the Lifetakers, a notorious criminal organization, got their undivided attention. Not only was he a marked man, but the Lifetakers had ties to Gorgon Head, a full-fledged if minor Dark Guild. This was far, far too much heat for even an experienced loner like Leon to survive for long, and he knew it.

He needed friends. He needed to surround himself with wizards. He opted not to join a big, powerful guild, instead opting for a different approach. He chose to seek out Winter's Blade, a guild in a remote region of Fiore, that was brand-new, relatively-speaking. Winter's Blade had no S-ranks, but it had two very, very important things going for it. One, the fact that it was almost brand-new meant that it had no established reputation, meaning that it wouldn't be the first place his enemies would check. Two, it was in an incredibly harsh, snowy environment, making it a royal pain in the ass for most of his foes to even get there in the first place, and even when they arrived, they would probably be exhausted from the long trip, unable to use normal channels such as trains due to their status as criminals and Dark Wizards. Only the most dedicated assassins the Lifetakers could hire would bother to choose a job that required them to trek all the way north. Of course, you don't just sign up for a Light Guild just for protection. You've got to earn your keep and make a commitment to the guild ethos, and Leon is trying to do that. Besides, doing something other than tracking down and capturing/killing the worst criminals imaginable is a nice change of pace.

Of course, Leon isn't an idiot and knows his foes will track him down eventually. It's only a matter of time. But because of his decision, he's managed to delay them for a while, and that gives him the time to bide his time and gather strength. But when his enemies do make it to this corner of Earthland, it'll be a fight to be remembered.

| Magic: |

Requip: The Cavalier

A Legion's Gate variant of Requip Magic. Leon specializes in rifles, pistols, fencing blades, and parrying daggers.

List of Weapons:

Swords:
--> Frost: A saber with blue ornamentation and a basket hilt. Frost is not named for any ice powers it possesses, but rather the fact that the blade induces paralysis in the part of the body it cuts. As it is magical, the effect can be canceled by Frost's wielder at any time, and will eventually wear off. This is where Leon's moniker of "The Freezing Blade" comes from, as it is the main tool he uses when he wants to bring in a criminal alive.

--> Heartpiercer: A seemingly ordinary cup-hilted rapier that hides a deadly surprise. The name comes from the fact that it has been enchanted with density-enhancing magics to have a seemingly-impossible amount of mass compressed into its small frame. While it takes more strength to wield than an ordinary sword of its shape and size, so Leon can get tired quicker when holding it, it is also enhanced with a series of Lacrima-powered Air Magic stabilizers in the hilt to heavily reduce the strain on Leon's sword arm and provide extra power for thrusts. It is one of Leon's deadliest weapons: At full power, it can pierce through even magically-enhanced armor.

--> Sigma: A saber with a sigma symbol on the ricasso, modified to have a sharp point, with a Lacrima slot in the hilt, capable of taking Elemental Lacrimas. Right now, he has Fire, Ice, Lightning, Poison, and Air. This is one of his "default" weapons, due to its adaptability and non-specialized nature. Slotting in a Lacrima causes magical, circuit-like veins along the hilt and edge to change to the corresponding color, and changes the blade's properties accordingly. Fire superheats the blade and allows it to burn those it cuts, even melting through solid steel. Ice chills the blade to a frightening degree, causing frostbite on a slice and seriously weakening an enemy. Poison is self-explanatory. Lightning electrifies the blade, making it ideal for neutralizing a target quickly and efficiently. Air makes the blade vastly lighter than normal, allowing Leon to slice and stab much more energetically, as well as releases arcs of cutting wind on a slash should Leon choose to allow it.

--> Thought and Memory: A pair of twin estocs, modified to have a cutting edge, capable of being psychically-controlled by the wielder, enabling Leon to fight from a distance or even engage two enemies at once.

Daggers:
--> Aegis: A maingauche-style parrying dagger that, as long as Leon is holding onto it, produces a magical barrier that protects the wearer from harm. It can obviously be broken with enough force, though the shield regenerates after a few seconds.
--> Cronus: A swordbreaker-style dagger that causes the user's perception of time to slow down by a factor of three at will, enabling them to perform incredible feats of skill.
--> Famine: A parrying dagger with a cruciform guard that physically weakens any opponent struck with it.

Guns: His Requip magic works differently for firearms. He has a sane amount magical guns for a Requip user: A hand cannon, two semi-automatic pistols (usually wielded one at a time), a high-power semi-automatic rifle, and an assault rifle. However, he has differing ammo types for each gun, powered by included Lacrima, that he can swap out on the fly after Requipping, and can summon more ammo if he's running low. These are:
--> Fire Bullets
--> Ice Bullets
--> Lightning Bullets
--> Light Bullets (these act more like lasers)
--> Darkness Bullets (these coat the area around the target in pitch-black darkness for disorienting an opponent or providing cover. It can be lit from the inside, however.)
--> Blast Bullets (cause explosions, obviously)
--> Flashbang Bullets (These work just like ordinary flashbangs, except they're fired from a gun. Duh.)
--> Homing Bullets
--> Knockout Bullets (these are magic bullets that put the target to sleep near-instantly on contact with bare skin)

High Speed

High Speed: The magic Jet used. Leon picked it up in a series of elective classes at Legion's Gate. This boosts Leon's speed to absurd levels, which, when paired with his fearsome swordsmanship and marksmanship skills, results in a whirlwind of attacks that few can withstand.

| Strengths and Weakness: |

Strengths:
1. Consummate Professional: Through years of hunting the scum of the earth, Leon has become an experienced veteran of the bounty hunting world, and has the demeanor to back it up. He is serious, to the point, and dedicated to his craft. It takes a lot to shake him.
2. Self-Reliant: Being part of a guild is a team effort, but Leon has spent years as a lone wolf. He's needed to tend to his own wounds, maintain his own camps, hunt his own game, and track his own targets. This means that, if separated from his team for whatever reason, he's no worse for it.
3. Elite Combat Skill: Leon may not be the greatest wizard ever in terms of raw power, but he is skilled. He was trained to an elite level by one of the finest magic schools in Fiore, and his training was intended to help him serve as one of the Royal Family's crack troops. Against a superior opponent, he will often leverage his superb fencing abilities, reflexes, and marksmanship to allow him to hold his own even when spectacularly outgunned.

Weaknesses:
1. Marked: Leon has not just an entire criminal syndicate, but also their Gorgon Head buddies hunting him down. It's only a matter of time before his past catches up to him, and when it does, things will get nasty.
2. Finesse-based Fighter: Leon is not overly strong or tough by Wizard standards. He's more durable than most, due to his A-class power, but he is reliant on finesse and reflexes rather than brute force to defeat an opponent. This makes him significantly more fragile and easier to mission-kill than peer fighters should an opponent manage to hit him.
3. Fish Out of Water: Leon has spent years living alone, traveling from town to town, hunting down and killing complete strangers to put food on the table. This naturally means that the freewheeling nature of guild life is a challenge for him to adapt to.

| Miscs : |

Leon absolutely loves spicy food. He's been known to take dares to try increasingly-hotter things. Also enjoys the odd game of chess. His favorite drink is red wine, though when he absolutely wants to get drunk he opts for a potent whiskey. He also tends to completely loosen up when drunk. Also, his battle theme is below:

[Taka]

I understand my history might not be as long as most but I enjoyed it nonetheless and the ideas I have for it going forward. Hopefully I can make it. Excited.

The Hero Above All

Guild Membership Card

Personality

<sub>Vildred is particularly combative and stubborn when it comes to things he thinks he knows about. Whether it be people, places, or things as simple as food. Although he isn't a very (or actively) a verbally questioning person, he does often attempt for things to go his way. But because of this fine trait, he is seen as determined and bound to persevere. Ever since he was born, Vildred has always been curious. Of all things, really. In his early days, he has pondered about the exploration of the outside. Gradually going out of his way to explore it as close as he could and when he was able. This trait particularly builds on his open-mindedness, allowing him to take chances and build character along the way.

In his mind, he considers himself independent, when it is clear that even he is unaware of how heavily reliant on others to help him. He is easily confused, clumsy, and deemed to be hopeless without the help of others. But even so, he tries his best to do this on his own and to live up to the self-proclaimed independence he says he has. No, he is not selfish, he's actually very considerate. Vildred is seen as obedient (when in truth, he chooses to cooperate rather than obey) and pressed to please others or meet their expectations, which essentially drives himself to do better, for the sake of others rather than himself.</sub>

Appearance

_{To be frank, Vildred is shredded due to his daily routines and eating habits. One could say that his abs are rock solid. Standing at a height of 6'2", and weighing 205 lbs, he's an intimidating figure specifically when including his demonic left arm. His hair is mess despite how beautiful it looks in the light, and his clothes are baggy, further showing off how much of a vagabond that he is/was. Scars cover his back, right arm, and legs because of the harsh conditions that he put himself through. His chest covers one large scare. These scars carry his confidence and remainder that he can survive anything.}

“I don't need a reason to help people.”

| N a m e: |

Vildred

| Alias|Nickames|Titles: |

The Azure Demon

| G e n d e r: |

Male

| A g e: |

19

| R a n k: |

B Rank

| Guild Membership Status: |

7 months and Vildred loves working alongside his hero, Aiden Cross.

| Guild Seal Location: |

Left side of his neck

| History: |

The youngest of three siblings, Vildred was born to a prestige noble family known as the Pagonia Noble Family. Situated in a town, Valore, in the mountainous region of Fiore made sure that the family was only known to a select few in the upper class. His family carried a wealth and respect of great value, but his father Charles always taught his son to never let his nobility go to his head. Smart teachings kept the boy becoming like most nobility. Despite the kind nature of his father, Vildred had undergone a few painful experiments. Something sinister was lurking beneath his father's kind disposition.

Unfortunately the young boy's life would take a sharp turn that would change the trajectory of his future. Charles and a group of individuals that Vildred had never before had taken the boy upon the mountain peak an hour away from the town. Charles had spent hours preparing his child for this day by teaching him how to use take over magic. The boy never knew why. In reality, Charles had been a candidate for the lowest seat of Wizard Saint and he had learned his son harbored the Demon Factor; a unique gene needed to utilize the Satan Soul to it's full potential. A demon would be summoned and he would force his child to capture it's soul; an idea that spiraled far out of his control. Vildred could only remember waking up with his father screaming as he held Vildred's bloody mother whilst he was in the arms of the man that would become his hero, Aiden Cross.

Aiden took the 14 year old away from the area for his own safety, telling him exactly what happened that night. A heart shattering revelation that nearly left Vildred a broken mess until Aiden made him realize that he had something worth living for. Insisting on at least a year of training out of the renowned Dragon Slayer, he was able to get a small bit of training before wandering off to live off the world for himself. He planned on getting stronger and becoming a man that his family could be proud of.

4 years passed as the young boy grew into a man, living off the land, fighting against dark mages, and garnering a nickname. He knew he still hadn't become as strong as his idol and wanted to become even stronger. Everything would come together when he learned of Winter's Blade, a guild led by Aiden Cross himself. An upstart guild, Vildred figured this was where he needed to be; not only to be close to his hero but, to also become the hero that he knew he could be.

| Magic: |

Take Over - Take Over allows the user to, essentially, "take over" the power (or the body, in the case of a Vulcan) of an entity and use it to fight. It can increase the power, strength, and speed of the Caster, sometimes adding a new skill, such as flying, or swimming. While not much is known about Take Over, it has been proven that it is extremely powerful, with multiple high-class mages knowing the magic and utilizing it in order to make a name for themselves. It allows the user to record and seal a monster's body part they have touched into their body, gaining the ability to subsequently transform their body into that of the creature; transformations seem to take place by tearing the user's clothes off and covering parts of their body or their whole body with many flames, which subsequently disappear, revealing the summoned part or transformation. However, it can only draw out the power of beings that the user truly knows.

Vildred utilizes what is known as Satan Soul, a unique form of Take Over that allows the user to use the soul of a demon to gain abilities. Due to issues with his family, he came into possession of the soul of Asmodeus. The nature of this soul has never been fully realized by Vildred; instead developing his right arm into a demonic form permanently. The arm is granted a degree of superhuman strength and durability whilst delivering a smaller boost to Vildred overall. A flame that is cold to the touch, plus a red hot flame, emanates from the arm, Vildred only able to control it on a very small scale. The hidden powers of this form will one day reveal itself.

Full Demon Form(Has not achieved)

| Strengths and Weakness: |

Strengths:
Hand to hand - Vildred learned a little from Aiden and has progressed his training through his own teachings and experience. One could say that he has loads of potential and talent behind his fists making him a formidable opponent. Utilizing a striking style similar to karate mixed with boxing, his style is based around by hitting hard and overwhelming his opponents. There is still much to learn for the young Azure Demon.

Cooking - Due to living in the wild and having to learn about various plants, animals, and how to eat on his own, Vildred has taught himself how to cook. He's not the best chef in the world, yet he still prides himself on his ability to craft a good meal. He's seen a kitchen or two in his travels.

Survival Instincts - Living in the woods for over two years has helped Vildred gain a survival instinct similar to an animal, helping him to understand dangerous situations, and how to survive in very harsh conditions. The law of the wild is the predators eat the prey and he became a predator.

Animal Physiology - Vildred is not a scientist and has not taken an advanced course on animals but, he has learned about the creatures of Fiore. Whilst he has not seen every animal/creature, he has studided, eaten, and come to understand the various ones of the forests and mountains of Fiore. Their behavioral patterns is a stark interest for Vildred and he likes being able figure them out. This also includes how to fight them as he's had to protect himself quite a few times.

Weakness:

Combat - Vildred still has much to learn when it comes to combat in all forms. He lacks any way to fight at a mid to long range and still ignores the precision that comes with fighting in hand to hand. He can make stupid decisions and fall into traps which has nearly lead to his death a few times.

Take Over - Due to the nature of how he was forced to use his magic and the lack of a teacher on this certain form, he has not been able to master this ability beyond his left arm. It could be trauma or just his own lack of skill.

Heights - Many wouldn't think that a fear of heights in the world of magic wouldn't still be a thing but for Vildred, it is everything. His fear is so great that it literally brings him to tears. He hopes he conquer it one day.......if he would ever confront the fear in the first place.

| Miscs : |

Krissy - A baby nine-tailed fox that Vildred found, she was without her family, so he took the young fox in and has cared for her for about two months. She's feisty, playful, and has very sharp teeth which Vildred knows all too well about.

[mickilennial]

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@Grey

[pkken]

William boiii

Guild Membership Card

♦ William Vectis ♦

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♦ Personality ♦

William is an honest individual when it comes to others, he doesn’t mind dropping his two cents in when it comes to questionable actions or ideas as an attempt at being the voice of reason though whether they accept his advice is up to them. He treats everyone with the same amount of respect so long as they’ve given him no reason not too.

Ever since he was a kid, William was a hard worker and it has proved within his combat ability as well as knowledge of the world around him. He is quite thankful that it was beaten into him because without it he doesn't think he would have been able to afloat. Since the incident, William has become a rather gritty individual. He doesn't take insults or acts of intimidation lightly and almost always challenges them.

Williams Jett black medium length hair, slightly muscular frame, and height standing at 6’2 are the main features that most people notice. Upon closer inspection some will notice his deep lilac colored eyes as well as a few noticeable scars on his body.

Outside of work, William can be found in his trademark black trench coat, turtleneck, and beanie which keeps him plenty warm while around and about the town.
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| N a m e: |
William Jay Vectis

| Alias|Nickames|Titles: |
Will, Willy, Jay

| G e n d e r: |
Male

| A g e: |
19

| R a n k: |
B

| Guild Membership Status: |
William joined the guild 3 months ago and has been steadily working jobs ever since in order to support himself. He mostly keeps to himself while at the guild and generally accepts missions with anyone who dont prove to be a burden to him

| Guild Seal Location: |
Left Pectoral
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♦ History ♦

William is a member of house Vectis, a long established noble family residing in Talesin, an adequate merchant town north of the capital of Fiore. The Vectis household is most famous for their strong affinity for crystal magic which has allowed the family to produce renowned mages throughout the generations.

William is the first born of 2 by Leonardo And Melissa Vectis meaning he is first in line to becoming Heir to the household. Starting from the young age of 4, William would be taken under his father's wing to be groomed into the next Head of house Vectis. When he first heard that he would be next in line to lead the family, the young boy was excited to know that he would be following in his father's footsteps. At this point William was hopeful and determined not to let his father down.

Will was placed under an extremely strict regimen in order with little to no room for error or else there would be consequences. He would walk out of teaching sessions and magic lessons with his hands swollen, pink, and sometimes even bloodied before bandaging his hands up and making his way to magic training and surely wouldn’t leave without coughing up his lunch for the day. It was brutal surely but he stuck with it in hopes of pleasing his father whom he’d looked up to so dearly.

His life would surely change when he nearly lost his life at the age of 15 over a seemingly harmless business trip to the country of Bosco, east of Fiore. It wasn’t the boys first time traveling overseas with his family for business so he didn’t make much of it. The family they would be negotiating with was another wealthy family known as the House Arnet. During the negotiations William sat attentively listening to the words his father chose to say as well as the responses and propositions from the head of House Arnet, once a deal had been met both nobles shook hands. In celebration there was to be a party that same night at the Arnet family that Will and his family had been invited too.

The party was quite enjoyable as there was plenty of food and entertainment to go around but it all quickly turned into a nightmare. Willaim remembers a bright flash of light before being thrown out of the 3rd story of the household manor by his father as he mouthed the words ‘run’. The Arnet Manor went up in flames in a huge fiery explosion, lucky for William he had been saved from fatal wounds. When the boy came to his senses he found himself in a bush outside of the tattered mansion, quickly he rushed to his feet but was met with a chill down his spine as he felt the magic power within the area. The words that his father had mouthed to popped in his head and the boy took off into a nearby forest sprinting as hard as he could. The boy suffered some bad injuries but nothing magic couldn’t heal, after clearing a decent amount of distance away from the Manor, William passed out from exhaustion.

While unconscious, William was picked up by an appraiser making his way back home from the Royal capital. The Appraiser went by the name of Grayson and he was the one able to nurse William back to health as well as give him a place to stay until he was able to make his way back home. William stayed with the man for a few years before returning back to Fiore, when he had returned to his Family Manor he would find the place abandoned and in ruin at it was also subject to attack while the family was gone. At this point, William had nothing, even though he was crushed he didn’t let this stop him from preserving. He wanted to avenge his family, but first he would need clues. Once he had returned to Fiore he heard the news of a guild that had been formed after defeating the dark guild known as Demon's Maw. The idea of joining a magic guild didn’t sound so bad as not only would he be able to scavenge for clues of his family's killer but be provided with room and board as well as a bit of pocket money while he was at it.
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♦ Magic ♦

Crystal Magic - A type of magic used by the famous House Vectis, Crystal magic allows the user to produce crystals from their own body or the ground in order to provide offense, defense, or utility. William is capable of using his magic for a multitude of options whether it be restraining foes, protecting himself or allies from attacks, or even attaching shards to people in order to track down their location at a later date.

Requip - William prides himself within his defense and ability to take hits, over the recent years he has fitted himself with a multitude of shields in order to assist himself in fighting against a multitude of foes.

| Strengths and Weakness: |

+ From an early age members of the Vectis bloodline are taught to wield a sword and shield, William was no different. The boy showed diligence with his combat ability, even displaying ability for hand to hand combat.

+ William has a very strong work ethic that was built into him at a young age due to what he had to live up to, lucky for him it still stuck with him even after the incident.

+ During his years with Grayson he picked up on the ability to appraise artifacts as well as pieces of gear.

- William rarely lets his guard down causing him to be on edge rather often, this can sometimes get him into a lot of trouble and also cause jobs to become difficult for little to no reason.

- Will can be overly blunt and insensitive at times which often upsets those who aren't prepared.

- William is poor aerial fighter as his magic works best while on the ground.



| Miscs : |
William is a sucker for some good food.

[Raijinslayer]

Okay, so after much deliberation with my New Co-GM, we've finally come to a decision on the final Roster. Was pretty tough to decide on a good chunk of these, but all the sheets definitely had something interesting to offer and I regret that I don't have the GM skill to take more people.

Guild Roster

• Trixia Blackfang
• Karna Belladawn
• Eldrid Isfjellbarn
• Astoria Ocenade
• Kim Lien
• Klaus D'Arnagan
• Ourania Clavis
• Arcturus Tannhauser
• Cadeyrn Lightcaller
• Kvasir
• Sebastian Alexander Lee
• William Jay Vectis

For everyone who made it in, Congratulations and I look forward to working with ya!

For those who didn't, Thanks for the fun apps and I hope that at least some of you are having enough fun to want to stick around in the discord anyway to lend me and Hero and hand in building this rp up.

[Genon]

@Raijinslayer

Hey, I'm sorry about what I said in PMs. And to everyone else who I attacked. I attacked a lot of other characters and called them worse than Leon in a moment of weakness. Please forgive me. I would like to be let back into the server if nothing else. You people are really cool.

[mickilennial]