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

[Cello]

May give White Harbor some slight Cthulu themes

@Raijinslayer

The only thing alarming about this sentence is how much more excited it makes me to participate.

[Raijinslayer]

Da Sheet

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Personality

_{What is your character like? What do they like? How do they feel about stuff?}

Appearance

_{If you take 3 paragraphs to talk about how hot your character is, I'm slapping you with a fish}

“Character motto here, something your character would say”

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Self-explanatory

| Alias|Nickames|Titles: |

Self-explanatory

| G e n d e r: |

Self-explanatory

| A g e: |

Self-explanatory

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Note: Winter's Blade does not yet use the typical ranking system, so this is mostly a meta section

| Guild Membership Status: |

How long have they been with the guild( at most a year) and how do they feel about it?

| Guild Seal Location: |

| History: |

Gimme a bit of a basic backstory? Focus on just the major stuff, any minor details can be discovered in the IC. An important note is what has brought them to Winter's Blade specifically as their guild of choice?

| Magic: |

What kind of magic do you use, and how do you use it? Won't be forcing peeps to make spell lists cause I personally despise them. Please don't abuse this or else you'll get bopped

| Strengths and Weakness: |

What is ur character good at? What do they suck at? Can relate to their magic, physical capabilities, and social skills. Preferably formatted ina bulleted list and kept short, sweet, and to the point

| Miscs : |

Anything else you might wanna add to flesh out the details a bit

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

[Quincy]

Trix 2.0?

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<sub>Trixie is a young girl who has for the majority of her life triumphed with little struggle. She's cocky, headstrong, and opinionated to a fault. These traits often make her seem abrasive and conceited – and for the most part they are correct. Trixie believes she knows everything that she needs to know, is often ruled by her impulses and sense of right-and-wrong, and socially inept with a lack of perception or intellect for manners, boundaries, and sensitivities. This makes the young red-headed girl seem rather brash and insensitive, though in most occasions, it isn't that Trixie is completely apathetic to the feelings and insecurities of others but rather that she thinks it is her divine right to push people and make them react.

“The weak let anything happen to them.” she often declares like some flamboyant catchphrase. With that said, it does describe how Trixie looks at society and people as a whole. Trixie is afraid of “being weak”. In the dog-eat-world that she lives in, she's come out believing that weakness is the worst thing ever. It is the source of her unruly personality and compounds everything else she cannot stand bearing the thought of including being killed and allowing yourself to let down the people you care about.


Trixie is 5'3" with bright red-orange hair and amber-gold eyes. She has a wide, overconfident smirk on her face about ninety-nine percent of the time and walks like she's the Queen of the entire planet. Besides her giant battle-hammer, a crimson cloak is the most notable accessory to her appearance.</sub>

Character Details

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Trixia Blackfang

Trix, Trixie

Female

18

C

As a relatively new member Trixie has only been around for a few weeks, give or take. Trixie has been led to believe the guild is the best place for her and that joining it is her idea, though that is not entirely true. After all, it is easy to trick Trixie. The fact the guild-master knew her father also helps.

Her Guild Mark is at the center of her right hand, below her knuckles and just short of her wrist.

Trixie was orphaned at a young age and effectively raised by the streets and her magic.

Her father, Marko Blackfang, was killed by an old enemy when Trixie was twelve years old. A man whom Trixie remembers for his crimson red eyes and unique battle scars. She still wasn't sure why she wasn't killed alongside her father, but the man's words about her father's weakness bore lasting damage throughout her life. Eventually Trixie fell into a gang of delinquents in the streets of a minor village in the northern straights of Fiore and up until she was sixteen years old that was where she stayed. But as with most things it was a temporary existence.

She still isn't sure why she bothered wandering to the doorsteps of the Winter's Blade, nor does she care about the circumstances. But perhaps things are more complicated than she wants to believe.

Metal-Make: Trixie has been fluent with metal-make, a form of molding magic that involves the creation and molding of metal. It is the only magic that Trixie has inherited from her father.

Hammer Magic: The basis of Hammer Magic is similar to Sword Magic, another variant holder magic involving the use of a specific weapon. Many of such moves are shown capable of going past the physical reach of the weapon employed in their use, threatening foes at short-to-mid range. It can also be synergized with elemental magic, though for Trixie this would be through her ability with metal-make. As it currently stands Trixie struggles with complex magic, so more powerful magic is out of her depth for now.

High Speed: High Speed is a type of Caster Magic that allows the caster to move at extremely high speeds. For Trixie this is generally done in quick bursts in conjunction with hand-to-hand combat or with her hammer. She can not break the sound barrier with her current affinity, either, so a skilled enough opponent will be able to keep pace or perceive Trixie's attacks when using her speed advantages.

+ Unending energy and confidence, allowing to be a versatile fighter who can outlast others in a fight.
+ Hardened. Trixie was orphaned at a young age and has learned how to survive on scraps.
+ Charismatic. Despite her social issues, Trixie has the advantage of being able to inspire others with rousing speeches--even if they don't make sense much.

- Impulsive and foolhardy, lacking foresight in social and tactical situations.
- Idiot. Trixie struggles to read basic literature. Language seems like a foreign language to her.
- Overconfident and socially insensitive.

The biggest thing that is of importance that isn't covered in the above information is that due to the nature of her style of using her magic Trixie is a skilled weapon-based combatant and occasional brawler – though when in fist fights she tends to use her size and speed to her advantage.

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[mickilennial]

I'll switch over to that outdated format later, lol.

[Raijinslayer]

OOF. You wound me good sir.

[mickilennial]

You know me and formatting.

[DoomFlavored]

Damn there's goes my idea of a lightning mage then lol

@Lunarlord34

If it helps any, Fairy Tail magic is very much specific-themed. So even with same element we could end up with very different types of electricity.
I was thinking of having a sort of theme where my character -is- said lightning. Like he uses it to increase his own movement and zap all over the place. Except not entirely broken op.

Looking to feel more like Killua godspeed. Though with power scale reduced to appropriate points.

some gif examples, very flashy

So, is still very much on the table for ya if you wanted that direction :)
I'm not looking to yoink anyone else's concepts away. Just wanna play my sword boi that I haven't gotten to rp in a long while and I miss em heh.

[spacepirate]

I'll see when I can get a CS up! Hmm I need to think up a magic and character theme, though...

[PhoenixOfChaos]

*drops in*
Hi all >3

EDIT: Are our characters allowed to have a pet?

[OwO]

y'all ever just boat

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Personality

<sub>One could consider Klaus to be a lazy drunk on first glance. They wouldn't exactly be wrong, either. On his off time, Klaus is most often seen drinking with others. His curt and brash tone often is heard as he sings shanties while blasted. To those who rarely interact with the sea wolf, they could easily misunderstand this tone as mean spirited and rude. While rude would most likely be correct, mean spirited is the furthest thing to what Klaus is. Years of the sea and White Harbor have since fouled his language and expressions, but his heart is as sincere as it can be. He deeply values honesty, refusing to lie even if he gets in trouble. He also cares deeply about others, though he refuses to say it.

He's also stubborn as a mule. Often having drinking competitions with others, he holds the fact that he's the best drinker in all of White Harbor close to his heart. Though, he has lost a considerable amount of times. He says that they were his 'off-days' and still makes dumb bets with random people. Despite this, others (especially the militia navy) still regard him as a good leader, though he is rather inflexible at times. During times of importance, Klaus is as sober as he can be. A captain through and through, he takes the vanguard and leads the way for others.</sub>

Appearance

_{Most notably, Klaus is not human. With the physical appearance of a humanoid wolf, Klaus stands at 6'8". With a muscular but slender build, it's hard for the average softie to not be intimidated by his size. His white and grey hair is combed well to prevent knots, but unstyled in any way. His attire consists mostly of thin coats, as his fur lets him withstand cold weather without the thick jackets the citizens of White Harbor usually wear.}

“Damn, I thought this bottle would have rum in it.”

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Klaus D'Arnagan

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Captain of the White Harbor Militia Navy

| G e n d e r: |

Male

| A g e: |

28

| R a n k: |

A

| Guild Membership Status: |

Since formation. While originally joining as a lost bet, he has since enjoyed the time he spent with them.

| Guild Seal Location: |

On the back of his left hand.

| History: |

Brought to shore in the ship wreckage, the young Klaus was found by the community of fishermen and sailors on the shore of White Harbor. Adopted by the former captain of the militia navy, he quickly grew into community of sea men. It was as if he was born from the sea, so much so that the ghostly revenant of a familiar ship followed him. First he gained his bearings as a fisherman. Then, he became a sailor for the militia navy. Learning from his adoptive father, he quickly rose up the militia's loose chain of command. With the untimely passing of his father, the rank of captain had been thrust onto the next person in the chain: him.

He proved himself as a great captain. Under his eye, the relative peace of White Harbor's shores were protected from danger. When he had heard a mage guild was opening in the city, he initially gave his wholehearted opposition. It wasn't until one of the founding members of the guild challenged him to a drinking competition that his mind would change. He was drunk under the table and as a result, had to support and join the guild. It wasn't all bad, though. He ended up thoroughly enjoying the guild.

| Magic: |

With the ethereal vestige of the ship Klaus had been found on, the sea wolf can summon the ghost of the ship "Wavecrasher" with his ship magic. The ship behaves like a regular boat, taking the same damage that a boat would take. This means it can't fly it the sky, nor can it safely move on land. As long as the boat isn't summoned, it slowly restores itself to its usual state with loaded cannons. He can also partially summon bits of the boat, such as the anchor or a single cannon. Taking the form of a small brigantine, the boat is sized for a crew of up to 15 people, though it doesn't require anyone other than Klaus since he can control the ship itself. With a total of seven cannons on deck, the boat is an incredibly mobile gunboat that can deal a whallop of damage.

| Strengths and Weakness: |

• Great swordsman, especially on unstable surfaces.
• Excellent captain
• Can handle his booze like nobody's business
• Cold weather rarely affects him due to his fur

○ His magic is heavily gimped on land
○ Most of his acquired skills are useless on land
○ Stubborn like a mule

| Miscs : |

He has a cutlass inherited from his adoptive family and holds it pretty dear to him.

[Asura]

its ya boi, uh... work in penis?

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Personality

<sub>Boisterous and foolhardy, Eldrid embodies the wild spirit of the northern marches from which she originates. The girl had always been tempestuous, acting upon whims and heated emotions with a reckless lack of forethought, and the introduction of dragon's blood to her body has done little in the way of taming her stormy temperament. Equal parts passionate and stubborn, she has the tendency to be obstinate over matters trivial or dire, believing wholly in her own correctness over evidence overwhelming. Such a disposition stems from a strong sense of pride she holds, one that is easily offended. While she is volatile and quick-tempered, she is also equally fast to forgive, often opting to settle disagreements and insults with a bout of physical confrontation. Only when she is denied such a conclusion, or made the victim of a truly heinous crime, does she hold a grudge. Such grudges, hard-won as a result of her relatively carefree nature, are long standing and difficult to overcome.

Owing devil-may-care approach to life, Eldrid does not take well to authority. She takes great joy in her independence, and the ability to exercise her wanderlust that accompanies it. Being forced into a regimented system in which she must go to her betters before acting flies directly in the face of her impulsive, freedom loving nature. She works best when left to her own devices, and believes all people truly crave to live as she does. Only when she has garnered a true respect for someone—either by strength of arms or character—does she acquiesce to orders and requests without complaint.

Eldrid is also quite covetous, primarily of worldly wealth. She never bedecks herself with finery, but she will voraciously horde valuable assets if given the ability, leading to some... contentious relations with the law. Some might summarize it a result of her draconic nature. Eldrid herself is not so introspective.</sub>

Appearance

<sub>Eldrid, while not a traditional beauty, takes great pride in her appearance. She stands taller than most women that she knows—just a few inches shy of six feet tall—and possesses a hard, athletic frame to accompany it. Her apricot skin is as rough as her nature, covered here and there by ridges of scar tissue earned from various scraps and battles long past, the most prominent of which stretches from cheek to forehead across her left eye. Wild, wavy red locks of hair cascade every which way from her head, framing the sharp features of her face in an inferno as fiery as her magic. Her eyes are a rich teal in color, and typically hold either an amused mirth, or headstrong glint.

On matters of wardrobe, she is not particularly picky. Simple tunics and utilitarian trousers suit her purposes, and she tends to favor tough leather boots over lesser footwear that wouldn't hold up to the north's conditions. She does have a tendency to dress lightly, specifically swearing off sleeved garments, as their constrictive nature is an affront to her physique. The origin of her magic ensures she does not suffer for this decision.</sub>

“Fucked up how a goblet is a cup and not a little goblin.”

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Eldrid Isfjellbarn

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Fire Autist

| G e n d e r: |

Female

| A g e: |

18

| R a n k: |

C

| Guild Membership Status: |

Yesterday

| Guild Seal Location: |

Somewhere you don't wanna see, son.

| History: |

Eldrid was born the youngest daughter of a woodsman and his homemaker wife, in the village of Stenhus. Built in the border-marches of Fiore, where the land of man and those of the ancients began to blend, the village was home to a hardy folk, many of whom had set off for lives of adventure and fortune rather than toil in the frigid cold of the far north. Eldrid was one such individual, who from the time she was old enough to listen to stories at the lap of her grandparents, wished to see the world outside their humble hamlet. But life so close to the mystical was dangerous, and she was but a small girl. As such she spent most of her life behind the safe palisade walls of her hometown.

But she could only remain a small girl for so long. As she grew so too did her wanderlust, and with it, her resentment towards the restrictions imposed upon her. Her father had staunchly forbid her from wandering off to become another foolhardy casualty for some horrid abomination, like her brother before her had done. She balked under this, yearning to see what all the world had to offer outside of snowy peaks and fir trees. When a great fire befell the woodlands outside the village, talk came to the townsfolk that a monster had taken refuge in the mountains, leaving carnage and destruction in its wake. She was forbidden to leave even on the occasional errand, for fear she would do something as foolish as attempt to track the beast.

It went without saying that the moment she was capable, she did exactly that. Making off into the night while her family slept, the young rebel disappeared into the hills with a warm cloak and all the determination.

She had thirsted all her life to be as the heroes in her elder's tales, and now she had her chance! It was too good for her to pass up, and so she spent the dark hours clamoring up rocky terrain until it became slopes, and slopes until they became craggy goat paths. The gossip said the beast had taken roost in the caverns atop the great stony monoliths that she had grown beneath the shadows of, and she meant to see it with her own eyes. By the time the sun had risen, she had found the trail of carnage the monster had churned up, and steeled herself as she approached its den, a cavern system carved by spring streams into the interior of the mountain.

What she found both shocked and amazed her. The beast truly was great, a dragon of all things, like the ones from the stories. It was truly worthy of her wonder... but the glory of the monster was not what shocked her. Massive and majestic as it may have once been, the great reptilian creature had been laid low, injured beyond a measure even dragonkind had hope to survive. What could have done such a thing to such a powerful being was beyond the mind of a simple, stupid girl who had climbed a mountain for the privilege of witnessing it. She had more pressing concerns to attend to, for the dragon remained just lucid enough in its mortally wounded state to perceive her presence. Using what little strength it had left, the great magical beast bellowed, and in an instant she disappeared with a snap into its massive maw.

It rightly should have been her end, there and then, killed for her rebuke of authority and logic. But she was spared. While her father had always told her that her defiant nature would be her end, it was just that which allowed Eldrid to live on, rather than succumb to despair and perish in the frozen cold. With her teeth, she ripped into its flesh, and it was this flesh that would sustain her, the furnace like warmth that permeated its body even in death allowing her to stave off frozen night after frozen night. She supped on its insides and drank of its blood. Gruesome as it was, it gave her strength, and filled her with vigor. It must have been a week or more before she managed to eat her way out of the dragon's corpse, emerging from her viscera cocoon a changed girl.

The trip back home from there was of little consequence compared to the ordeal within the cave, and when she was met not with opened arms, but by her father's enraged lecturing, she had made up her mind; her home would be the world now, just as she had always desired. If she could survive a dragon, what more could there be to stop her?

She had only been sixteen years old then. Two years prior to her arrival at White Harbor, having spent them journeying around the north of Fiore, honing her body, hardening her will, and perhaps most importantly, learning to utilize the strange gifts that had accompanied her consumption of that dragon so long ago. Upon hearing that the town played host to its very own Mage's Guild, she decided to investigate for her own benefit. The rest, as they say, is history.

| Magic: |

Fire Dragon Slayer Magic
Fire Dragon Slayer Magic is a form of Dragon Slayer Magic that allows its user to generate and manipulate the element in question. Like other forms of Dragon Slayer magic, it also imbues the user with an immunity to their element's detrimental effects, bestows them with enhanced sentences, and allows them to consume their element to restore their magical energy.

| Strengths and Weakness: |

+ Overwhelming Determination
To call Eldrid stubborn is an understatement, and she possesses a vast depth of willpower to call upon when she—or an ideal she holds dear—is challenged. One is more likely to break her body before then can break her spirit, which considering the former's toughness, is quite a feat. This trait is especially valuable to one who possesses Fire Dragon Slayer magic, as her passionate refusal to surrender only causes her flames to burn all the hotter.

+ Unusually Durable
More of an innate quality than anything born from training, Eldrid's body is surprisingly sturdy. She is difficult to injure, withstanding powerful blows and debilitating conditions that might quickly fell lesser combatants without succumbing. Such a trait might have been the very reason for her acquisition of magic in the first place; the inside of a dragon tends to be quite inhospitable.

- Internalized Misogyny
Eldrid has no weakness, because weaknesses are for women.

| Miscs : |

my father was a gamer... and a fiend.

[DoomFlavored]

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[Haha]

@Raijinslayer Does WB bossman do the recruiting for the guild himself or is it more of an applicant system?

[Raijinslayer]

Answered in PM's but placing it here since its pretty important to know:

Aiden and Serena only actively recruit from the White Harbor area, since they don't have the resources to advertise elsewhere, both in terms of funds and manpower. However, Winter's Blade has likely made the rounds in guild circles due to the interesting circumstances around it and Aiden's own accomplishments and the Mage's Council keeps a public registry of all active guilds present in most major cities, so finding out about the guild and where it is isn't that difficult.

[Raijinslayer]

@PhoenixOfChaosSorry, I missed this question. Sure, pets are likely fine.

[Floch]

@RaijinSlayer

PLEASE ACCEPT, THIS TIME FOR SURE BRO!

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Stripped Gwen

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Personality

<sub>Gwen is a cheeky adolescent whose good-natured yet emotionally weak and despite knowing her fate she continues to remain optimistic unyielding to her disposition. Others may say that she's a stuck-up who continually abuse her "privileges" just because she's Aiden's disciple and that she's a know-it all, among the rumors; the only thing closer is that she knows that her father-figure would be there for her but to certain point of view, Gwen doesn't even abuse her "privilleges", that if she ever have one. Whenever Gwen is around, the guild is lively, there's a reason why she's called the Southern Fang because she makes things go south in a nice way though not always, her boisterous behavior is taken to redeeming way where everyone de-stresses themselves from a long day's job, Gwen is also childlike, she yearns for adventure and easily gets bored.

The most outstanding thing about Gwen is that she is driven by her emotions even though she was taught and told by her Clan and Master Aiden to stop thriving on her emotions because it's a door to the blackening of her Devil Slayer Magic and she's a Devil Slayer. In order to fit in with the normal people around her, Gwen attempts to hide her emotions. As a result even though she may appear calm on the outside, she always has a sea of dark emotions hidden below the surface- just waiting to come out. But despite her best efforts, Gwen is still dominated by her emotions. They dictate her words, decisions, actions, she could never be a normal person, no matter how hard she tried. Though she didn't wish for it, Gwen was already tainted since the beginning, she full of anxiety, has feelings of anger, hatred, jealousy, pride- all of which are characteristics of the mentally unstable Devil Slayers before her and because she's an accomplished Mage.

Still, Gwen fights for a better life, if there's anyway of coping with her condition and be treated not an outcast, she'll gladly be the foolish-daring girl she is.</sub>

Appearance

_{Of all human beings in the world, Gwen is unfortunately a Devil Slayer, she has unnatural white hair and feral yellow eyes with slit irises since her magic was enchanted to her as an infant, her eyes naturally glows in the dark. With the physique of a well endowed Swordsman, Gwen stands 5"4, strong feminine features and a charming body that she knows how use in her advantage, she has an unkempt short hair and hanging bangs. Her attire consists of a strap in dress and a parka jacket, to which strips off during battles for her mobility to not be hindered.}

“Our guild will be the best!”

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| N a m e: |

Gwen Sniegow

| Alias|Nickames|Titles: |

The Cursed One, Stripper, Aiden's Disciple, The Southern Fang, Devil Slayer

| G e n d e r: |

Female

| A g e: |

18

| R a n k: |

Mid-High B

| Guild Membership Status: |

It's been months since Gwen joined the guild considering her Master, Aiden was in it. According to him, Gwen has much to learn and it's the perfect staging ground for her to develop both her magic and social skills, there's more to life than being heavily engrossed learning magic, she half-heartedly agreed. Let's just say most people are not really fond fond of her, aside from being a Devil Slayer.

| Guild Seal Location: |

Upper-left arm

| History: |

For the longest time the exorcist Sniegow Clan have been protecting Ishgar from the enigmatic curse-users, demons. The Sniegow were entrusted by the King of Fiore to wield the Ice Devil Slayer Magic which would be passed down from one generation after another, they have long a nice abandoned the norms of society as they accepted their perpetual fate as Exorcists. The name Sniegow remains ostracized by society excluding the King and his constituents.

It's now the third generation of the Sniegow Clan who had been recovering from the unfortunate incident in Brago, unfortunately, Brago will be forever remembered as a ghost city since the previous Ice Devil Slayer lost control. Gwen fell prey to her Clan's generational condemnation, the Sniegow Chief bequeathed her the tainted Slayer magic since infancy, her childhood was cut short due to her obligations, earlier, Gwen exhibited no signs of her magic, the Sniegow began worrying and they started forcing her battles against her will. The day finally came, she was able to use it without side effects but it didn't last long, the more demons she fight, the more corrupted she become until a travelling young man stumbled on her. Long story short, the man was Aiden Cross, the Master of Gwen - she was taught how magic, how to live and how to fight and then returned her to her family.

Gwen enjoyed the freedom she had gotten and gained courage to forge her own path. When she heard that Winter's Blade was established and her Master's in it, she ran away from home and joined the guild.

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| Magic: |

Ice Devil Slayer Magic |氷の滅悪魔法|Kōri no Metsuaku Mahō|
A specialized devil slayer magic that freezes anything in its path including ice, viciously harming the environment. Unlike other Slayer magic, this allows its user to obtain a basic analysis of a Demon's bodily composition based on sight, absorb curse power and transmute its corrupted energy into bolstering physical and magical enhancements: becoming berserk in the process. Gwen is discouraged from using this magic due to severe demonized black markings surrounding her body.

Ice-Make
A Caster Magic, and a type of Molding Magic involving the creation of objects using ice. Gwen's kit is an amalgam of static and dynamic floral themed ice constructs.

Enchantment and Requip
Enchantment is the process of binding one's magic to something or someone, enhancing its effectiveness while Requip stores items inside a dimensional vault. The Sniegow Clan are known to enchant holy items and store it inside Requip's vault. Gwen's not a stranger to her Clan's abilities, she makes good use of it given her intermediate skill level.

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| Strengths and Weakness: |

• Erudite Mage - Gwen is studious and well learned given the wide variety of magic she have and continuously learns for her own good.
• Charismatic - Gwen has a way of showing her charisma, she shows it through her bravery and impulsive moments.
• Her sword style is offensive and consists a lot of acrobatics, Ice-Make is used as limb-extensions for mobility.
• She's a good cook and is knowledgeable about holy items.
• Unpredictable - Nobody knows how zany Gwen is, she keeps doing her own thing. At least in battle.
• Immense magic reserves - She has high magic reserves.

○ She's so petty and impuslive, though she may back it up with her talents, her ego has always been the main issue, at the very least she doesn't act like a know it all, Gwen often gives stupid reasons to make a scapegoat and wont openly admit her shortcomings.
○ Her Swordsmanship consumes too much stamina due to its bolstering swings like an avalanche that mow down defenses, ironically lacking defense.
○ Stubborn like a mule, just like that Wolf Man.
○ She flip-flops too easily and lacks focus, hence, the extra need of guidance by those matured people.
○ Stripper - Oh boy, if people think the guild is famous for Aiden. They are dead wrong!
Already, Gwen's constantly causing trouble in public with her stripping habit.

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| Miscs : |

•She's still mad at Aiden for not telling her sooner about Ice-Make practitioners stripping habit, she blames him because she's now a stripper
•She doesn't have a big appetite but she likes drinking.
•The name of Gwen's Requip is called "Exorcist".

[Cello]

Meep

[Floch]

@OwO Let's drink together.

I like how Rai channels his ice fetish too.

@Leslie Hall Looking forward working with you once more.

[Haha]

Thanos Snapped.

[DoomFlavored]

Managed to distract myself via writing. Did okay i think. Might be more info than what was requested cuz the CS said to keep it short.... sorry I kinda didn't keep it that short xD. Hope that's alright

Edit : I got a couple friends attached to character and they're coming in with similar backstory. Will edit as needed if they don't get in. Or thanos snap if i don't too :'D

Rashiku Karata

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Personality

<sub>Usually quiet and soft spoken, seeming more stoic and unmoved than he actually is. He is friendly and gentle most of the time, but when he gets into a fight he tends to be focused and competitive. He has difficulty with social situations, not due to being shy, but more because of being naive and misinterpreting people's actions and words. This is particularly problematic with him often taking things literally, and not understanding slang terms most of the time unless they are extremely obvious.

He is also extremely protective of things he cares about. Once someone is on his list of people he likes/loves, he will go to extreme lengths to ensure their safety.

Due to a lot of hardship he has endured because of them, he has a deep hatred for Dark Guilds as a whole and anyone who has joined into them. He wishes to see all of them completely wiped out, and often will have very little sympathy for anyone who is or was a part of one.</sub>

Appearance

<sub>Rashiku has slightly tanned skin with his more noticeable features being his snow-white hair, and bright, almost shining blue eyes. Both of which were very common in his family. The eyes would normally be brighter if any of them were capable of magic, which Rashiku ended up being.

He wears a dual-layered outfit, with the under layer kept minimalistic for freedom of movement in a fight, with the easily removed outer layer covering his arms to hide scars that he is self-conscious of, keep his identity as a guild mage hidden until necessary, and to just keep him warm as he gets cold rather easily.</sub>

“I don't know if I can take losing a third family.”

| N a m e: |

Rashiku Karata

| Alias|Nickames|Titles: |

Blade Battery (title), Snowy (nickname)

| G e n d e r: |

Male

| A g e: |

17

| R a n k: |

B+ (High end of B rank)

| Guild Membership Status: |

Rashiku has been with the guild for a few months, and still isn't entirely sure what to think of it yet. He has simultaneous respect and resentment towards Aiden for defeating Demon's Maw. While Rashiku is thankful, this has also denied him a chance at payback. Another reason is that he has spent most of the time adjusting his life to having a real roof over his head after a while without it. Most of his time has been spent working or practicing his magic.
Another reason of discomfort he does not blame on the guild, but he doesn't enjoy how cold White Harbor usually is.

| Guild Seal Location: |

Right Shoulder, normally hidden under outer layer of clothes but revealed when the jacket is taken off.

| History: |

It has been a bit of a tough ride for most of Rashiku's life past ten years old. He was with his parents and family while they were working with a merchant and fireworks caravan. During the traveling the caravan was attacked by Demon's Maw, the Dark Guild after a certain magic item in the caravan. During the attack the fireworks were set off, causing even more destruction than intended. Rashiku was the only one of the caravan who survived, having run away after seeing his parents and brother killed by an explosion.

Afterwards he didn't know how to reach out for help. There weren't any nearby relatives that he knew of to count on, and he didn't know about any government programs that would have given him assistance at the time. He believed his only option was to join a magic guild to get free board and maybe some food. He went searching and found himself accepted into a guild named Chimera Mane, after the guild master took some pity on him.

Five years later, Rashiku was actually rather happy in his place at Chimera Mane. He had made a good number of friends, especially two girls named Ami and Alexandria. It didn't last though. Demon's Maw attacked, again, Chimera Mane during the night. Many, many members of the guild were killed, with the main goal having appeared to have been the higher ups. The guild master, and those following who could have taken his place, had been wiped out. With the loss of all the higher members, the guild disbanded.

Rashiku stayed in company with Ami and Alexandria after that as the three tried to find a new guild to call home. Despite their prowess as mages, the trio found themselves being rejected by guild after guild. A rumor persisted that Chimera Mane had been in league with Demon's Maw until some sort of fallout. They were seen as a risk, that they may still possibly have ties to the dark guild. Rashiku wanted to destroy Demon's Maw for all the suffering they had caused him and those he cared for, along with continuing to haunt him with this rumor. Despite his desires though, getting a home and food was far more important.

For nearly a year and a half they traveled around only managing to make the bare minimum with odd jobs. Eventually they heard about Demon's Maw having been wiped out, and later that the man who did so created a guild. Rashiku was hesitant but the girls convinced him to travel with them there to give it one more shot of finding a guild. Admittedly he was also curious to meet who had wiped out the Demon's Maw. They were accepted into the guild and have been there since, with Rashiku still a bit unsure about how well he fits in.

| Magic: |

Charge Magic : Rashiku uses a lightning-elemented magic where he 'charges' his electricity into objects by touch. This can be both for attacks, and for other uses like charging his own body with electricity. He has learned to use this to allow him to move sporadically as if he were a bolt of electrical energy himself, along with allowing him much faster reflexes as when charged into his eyes, it makes the world seem to move slower.
While he usually uses charge on himself as a passive, he can, if opportunity arises, conduct an electrical charge through an object that will accept it to hit an opponent. Such as getting into a sword lock and then sending a charge into the opponent's armor with his hand while they are distracted.

| Strengths and Weakness: |

Strengths:
Swordsmanship - Using both his family's style and his own techniques, Rashiku is highly talented in using swords. His style is based around momentum-powered strikes to overwhelm an opponent, along with always being on the move to dodge and counter. Often he'll feint an opening to force an opponent to attack, only to avoid the blow and take advantage of the new, actual opening.

Physical Abilities - Rashiku is extremely fast, having trained himself mostly in speed. However his toughness, athleticism, and strength are all well above average as well.

Drawing - Started as a hobby, Rashiku draws very well. He could likely be a successful Manga Artist if he wished so long as someone else wrote the story content for him.

Weaknesses:
Charisma - The boy has a lot of trouble when it comes to understanding other people. Not so much trouble getting along, as he's generally non-combative, however really connecting is often difficult. He often doesn't understand or catch slang, nor know how to respond with it. There has been a few times where he has been insulted while he fully missed it and didn't realize. Often he will answer questions with unintentional lack of information, believing that he has explained himself properly. Joining a guild with a reason "I need money", is what he is more likely to say than stating the true gravity of his situation.

Strobelight - Jolting around with Charge Magic feels like one is flashing between one point and another near instantly. With a flash of light to the user every time they do it. It is like strobing in and out of reality at a rapid speed. Rashiku has trained a lot to lessen the effects of this, and slowing down his perception does help, however the power can still be quite disorienting if he isn't careful. It can be easy to lose track of where he is if he doesn't gather himself or plan his movements out.

Focused Mind - Often Rashiku can get tunnel-visioned with a goal and not think about all the best ways to solve it. He isn't stupid or overly reckless, but if a friend were kidnapped or similar, he would be very unlikely to take the time to make a plan. Opting instead to charge right into an obvious trap to get his friend back.

Unmoving Thermostat - Rashiku is a big wuss when it comes to temperature. In either direction. He is comfortable at about 60 degrees to 75. Anything higher or lower and he starts wanting to complain or be anywhere else. Not enough of a weakness to make him any more 'in-danger' than normal people when fighting people who use high or low temperature magic like fire or ice. But he may be more generally uncomfortable with the environment they create and want to end the fight faster.

| Miscs : |

He has many scars on his body, and he doesn't like showing them. He'll never want to be in public without clothes, even going so far as to swim with a shirt on out of being self-conscious.

While in the cold White Harbor, he seems to want to heat up all his food and drinks. Going for hot tea, hot cocoa, steamed vegetables, and hot soup. Avoids ice cream like the plague.

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