So i've created another character, however since i'm controlling two characters and a guild of five characters, i feel like i'd be too greedy, so if anyone else want to use this character since she will be a crucial character to the Golden Laws plan, message me so i can give more information, but yeah, here she is, (Also used my own template since i didnt have WiFi to check the original template)
Name: Charlie Portwing
Nickname: White Knight
Age: 21
Appearance:
Magic: Charlie has the power to control portals, connecting a portal from point A to point B anywhere in the world. Opening a portal at point A, doesn’t require point B to be open, however the portal will be useless until the second point is open.
Magic Level: Her magic isn’t used as an offensive ability, as her fight capabilities comes from weaponry, so her magic level is only a B.
Guild: Charlie is a mercenary, a person for hire for both sides of good and evil, however, she has never killed another human.
Three Strengths:
-She is quite skilled in almost all forms of weapons.
-She’s observant of her surroundings, opponents, etc, giving her tactical awareness in fights.
-Because of her slim frame, she is very agile.
Three Weaknesses:
-Her small frame can’t handle brute force
-Since she hasn’t really focused on her magic power, she can place portals within roughly the same state.
-She has a fear of abandonment, causing her to be alone and to no longer join a guild of fear of losing them.
Personality: Charlie is often detached with humans, distant, however when she is alone she is connected to the world, her partner, a small rabbit that is often somewhere in Charlie’s clothes. She talks to the rabbit like her own personal diary, and even though it’s a one sided conversation, the rabbit, Bucky, is always there. Charlie has her own moral compass, refusing to accept assassination missions or killing another person, but that doesn’t stop her inflicting pain on others if the mission requires it.
History: Charlie grew up in a small village, its name lost to history. When she was a young girl her village was being rounded up, a bandit group had taken over. The villages were turned to slaves and those who refused to follow orders were publicly executed, an example for others with similar feelings. The village was still under the bandits for 4 years, Charlie was 14 now, when she discovered her escape. When the bandits came, all those with magic were quickly killed off. Charlie was in her room, she shot the purple ball, no bigger than an egg, and it expanded into a window, nothing was showing, it was all just a purple void. Confused with her abilities she shot another one behind her, again it expanded into a window, but it was different, she could see a figure, her own figure. Charlie had discovered her magic of portals. Her life that day took a turn, for better or worse. Her parents barged into her room, hearing a lot of commotion and their faces was something Charlie could never forget, because it was the face that ended her life. Her parents ran out of the house, they screamed out loud, “Witch! Our daughter is a Witch!” Charlie followed them into the town square, all the towns eyes were locked onto her, fear seeping from their glare. Bandits rushed quickly to the scene, they turned to Charlie and with one fatal action, hit her over the head, knocking her out clean.
When Charlie came to, the room around her was bleak, cold and depressing. She was tied to a wooden chair, panicking quickly as she struggled, she finally noticed the glare of the ever looking eyes. The bandits were in there with her. Her senses were slow to come to, only just feeling the extreme pain in her body. Her eyes averted the bandits, looking down at her body, she was topless, blood covered her body, and she could barely distinguish the source of blood. Her eyes swelled up, tears free falling from her face mixing with her blood. After what felt like forever, a bandit, one she will never forget, came to her, pulling a stool and sitting in front of her. This bandit was the leader of the group, one of the first to come to the village, his name was burned into the mind of all the villagers, Darkley ‘The Heart’ Dell. He called himself the heart because without him, the bandit group would cease to survive, over selling his role to the people. His piercing purple eyes complimented his scarred face. Darkley and Charlie’s eyes were locked for several moments, tears still flowing from one set, and Charlie was taken back when he spoke so sudden. His voice was the very sound of death. Charlie was too confused to focus on his words, but she quickly got the gist of the conversation, he was asking about the other mage group that he heard about. Charlie’s head shook, confused on what he was even talking about. The bandit stood and she felt the sting of his enormous hands cross her face, her and the chair falling onto the wet damp floor. It was at this time the wall behind her exploded, her ears deafening for a moment but slowly, shouting voices faded into existence. She felt herself being picked up and her upper body was covered. She was dazed but looked to the person holding her, a young boy with determination on his face, younger than her, his purple her being all he could focus on. Explosions and shouting were all happening behind her as this boy carried her out to the outskirts of the village. They stopped and they both turned around,
”You need to leave. Please.” Charlie turned, her hand glowing purple and she threw it as far as she could, it wasn’t going anywhere until a black feather shot straight through it, sending the orb way out of view. Charlie threw another orb in front of her and again the window opened, showing a colourful forest. The boy was running back to the village and Charlie could barely talk, she only maged to get the word ‘Name?’ out, to which the boy turned,
”My name is Draco.” His smile was a welcomed sight to Charlie’s evening. She walked through her portal, it closing behind her and so too her village.
Additional Information: Charlie’s ability acts like ‘Blink’ from X-Men,
