[CHAR] God's Shattering [Concluded]

[TheWendil]

~Characters~

---

---

~CS Template~

CS

Appearance:
Name:
Age:
Allegiance:
History (Optional):
Personality:
Tome (Color and Abilities):
Other:

---

~Character List~

01 - Tori-McFazzer
02 - Lorelai -Lonewolf685
04 - Alex Kincaid-Flamelord
05 - Měihóu Niángniang-The 42nd Gecko
06 - Fei-BlueAjah
07 - Axon Lyrious -FrozenPhoenix
08 - Jessi “Jess” Phalax-Awesomoman64
09 - Chen Chideta-floodtalon
10 - Lavlene and Evie-ReaptheMusic

---

~NPCs~

The Imperator

Theme:

The Jester of the Court

Theme:

Student President Mariette Shej

Theme:

Durga

Theme:

Sable

Theme:

[KoL]

Asgard, The Crimson Guardian

Asgard

The court is in session...

Name:

Eleonor

Age:

Unknown, but thanks to slowed aging, she looks to be on her late twenties. However, her birthday is known to be August 12.

Faction:

The Imperium, Head of the Justice Division.

History (Optional):

Asgard's backstory is a complete mystery, like much other things involving the Imperium's High Command, what is known is that she joined the military at young age and after being the sole survivor of a "battle" that would come to be known as the Massacre of Bucuresti, she was promoted to head of the Justice division, a position that she would keep up to this day by upholding the law with almost machine-like dispassion.

It's impossible, for anyone other than herself, to count the number of people who died by Asgard's hands and the "aura of the dead" follow her to wherever she goes. Despite all that, it's an little known fact (simply because people refuse to acknowledge it) that the Crimson guardian as a young daughter, though the whereabouts of the child's father are unknown...

Among many circles the rumors are that Asgard executed him with her own hands, though the truth of this story is impossible to confirm.

Personality:

Eleonor is kind of cold and distant, a hard to approach person, thanks to experiences from her past, since she constitutes what stands as the Supreme Court of Imperium she has very little time to spare at things other than her work. She has to maintain order and that's what she does, no matter the situation. Even to the other Knights of Ragnarok she is considered a cold-blooded woman that doesn't regrets before taking a life, but that's just because executions are her job and she has killed more people than anyone can count, rendering her completely desensitized to it.

Tome (Color and Abilities):

Vladimir, "Legacy of the Bloodshed"

In its initial form, Vladimir is a leather-bound, crimson book whose pages have already yellowed, looking like they have hundreds of years, though the tome's real age is unknown. Vladimir stores on its pages the real name, age, gender and date of death of every person that has been killed by its owner, as well as a small epitaph for everyone of them, written in the victim's own blood. No matter how many persons the owner of Vladimir kills, there will always be pages left in the tome, making sure that it'll never stop recording, until its owner's name is written on it as well.

Vladimir has two other powers that are at it's owner's disposition. First, it can become a matching set of combat arms, consisting of a deep crimson leather jacket, while wearing this armor, the user will not feel the pain from any wounds, but they will bleed twice as much as they should. The other part of the set is an equally red, massive, vicious looking claymore that cause wounds that won't heal by natural means.

Vladimir's second power is hæmomancy, also known as blood magic, the ability to control blood, both of the user's and their victims, and do all kinds of effects with it.

Theme:

Yggdrasil, The Platinum Guardian

Hider

Name:

Unknown, but some call him "Big Brother" with whispered voices.

Age:

Unknown, but he has been serving the Imperator for as much time as any registers can record. Since no one has ever seen his face, there's no way to tell how old he looks.

Faction:

The Imperium, head of the Observer Division.

History (Optional):

Yggdrasil's history is a mystery, only know to him and Imperator, even the other Guardians are left in the dark when it comes to him since he has been serving the Supreme and doing the jobs that would be later assigned to them, even before the Imperium have been founded.

Personality:

Yggdrasil's personality, or better, lack of it, is known to most of the Imperium. The hulking, armor-clad guardian pretty much never speaks and when he does so it's only the most essential, generally said as broken and slow sentences that makes it sound almost as if he doesn't have a good grasp at what language is.

Nevertheless, his dutifulness is as legendary as his machine-like behavior. Yggdrasil doesn't sleep, rest, eat... all he does is observe, be the eyes and ears of the Imperator and, when needed, her hand, to crush down all the opposition.

Nothing more needs to be said, for Yggdrasil is but a tool at the disposal of the Supreme, it has always been like this... it'll remain as such.

Tome (Color and Abilities):

Ascalon, "Blade of the Wyrmfeller"

The original appearance of Yggdrasil's tome is a massive platinum book whose pages are also made from thin sheets of gleaming metal foil. It's pages store the chronicle of the Imperium's timeline, from it's blossoming days, to the present and forever more, this volume will record all the events that are deemed as worthy of preservation... for the glory of the Imperium.

Upon a simple command, the tome morphs into a pair of golden swords with blades made of solid light, each of them easily as tall as Yggdrasil. A normal man would have difficult wielding even one of these, thanks to their strange balance with an absurdly heavy hilt and a long blade that wields nothing, however Yggdrasil can and does use both at the same time to devastating effects.

Bringing both hilts together and uttering a second command, Ascalon reveals it's true form, an even more massive fullblade, about twice longer than the other two. This light blade's attack power is so great that it's said that Yggdrasil can bring down whole armies with a single swing of it, which is exactly what earned the blade its title, since it's one of the very few weapons that are capable of facing down a dragon's wrath and coming over victorious.

Theme:

Emilia, the Puppeteer of Warovia

Hider

"What a pretty little thing you are... care if I add you to my collection?"

Name:

Emilia Warov, sometimes she uses the pseudonym of Orihime Tokisada, though no one knows where this one has originated.

Age:

Unknown, she looks to be around 18 years old, but most certainly is at least a decade older than that. Her tome has slowed her aging process to a near still, once she reached her current apparent age.

Faction:

Neutral, though she has works with the Librarian on many occasions.

History (Optional):

WIP

Personality:

WIP

Tome (Color and Abilities):

Bezalel, "Manual of the Puppetmaker"

WIP

Theme:

The Librarian

Hider

Theme

[Guilty Spark]

---

Name: Ciryn Val, the Duelist

Age: 20

Allegiance: ASGARD

History (Optional): Ciryn is little more than a young knight of the Imperium trying to fill the shoes of his father, a figure whose virtue and renown proved integral for shaping the man that Cyrin is fast becoming.

Personality: Honesty is Ciryn's defining characteristic, and he has never shied away from telling the truth regardless of the consequences. He is still young and, perhaps, a little naive. He likes to believe that there is good to be found in all people, and that his sight will find it. Even when his life is in danger, he is reluctant to use lethal force in subduing opponents. In relationships with others, he is trusting and loyal, leading some to think of him like a puppy. However, those who think they can take advantage of him quickly discover he can spot their ill intent, and once you've broken his trust it is a very difficult thing to acquire again.

Tome: Ciryn's tome takes the form of a pair of blue-tinted, half-moon spectacles. They give him the abilities associated with the Greater Power known as True Sight.

• Truth of Motion: Ciryn can see the veracity of intent behind an action. This has several uses, for example when dueling this means he can spot a feint, but it is not all powerful, and it does not mean he can see his enemy's next move.
• Truth of Emotion: Ciryn can see the aura of emotions that surround a person, but when someone is conflicted it is difficult to read which will most influence their actions.
• Truth of Diction: Ciryn can see the veracity of speech, but this is guided by what the speaker believes is true and can be confounded by clever syntax.

Other: When he is practicing his swordsmanship, he doesn't wear his tome. Truth of Motion lowers his guard, and he does not wish to rely on it in a fight.

Lorus Val, Ciryn's Father.

Theme:

[Slamurai]

Cecilia Mariani

Age: 31
History: Cecilia was born into an acting troupe family; a gaggle of performers that traveled the Imperium to put on shows for a variety of clients. While they originally performed in the streets for the commoners, their trade caught the admiration of both the wealthy and the poor. Soon, nobles and political bigwigs contracted them to play at private gatherings, earning them renown in the upper echelons of society. Cecilia’s troupe was well-respected throughout the Imperium, and it was eventually realized that the skills of actors could be used to its political advantage.

Representatives of the Observation Division frequently scouted for recruits in similar professions. Stage performers, actors, acrobats – they were nimble, familiar with costumes and disguise, and likely had contacts in the Imperium's 'underground' that could be exploited. Cecilia was among the number recruited by the Observation Division, following her coming of age. Years of military service prepared her for duty in the Observation Division, where she could best put her talents to use. Grueling training turned her into more than a simple soldier; she underwent selection processes that pushed her body and mind to their limits. She was tested for her ability to keep state secrets under extreme duress, to survive behind enemy lines and endure the harshest conditions. She was trained in the art of espionage; how to spy, how to interrogate, how to deceive.

Cecilia performed admirably, becoming an officer in a matter of years after her initial training. She was assigned a position serving directly under the Platinum Knight, joining the division's high command in the search and capture of the “Librarian.”

Cecilia maintains contact with a vast network of spies that dot the Imperium. From these messengers, she receives information regarding the resistance and keeps watch for potential uprisings. Information regarding the so-called “Librarian” has been notoriously elusive, but Cecilia is keen on hounding this individual down for the good of the state.

Personality: Cecilia is a cunning intelligence officer of the Imperium, serving under the direct command of the Platinum Knight. A shrewd and acute thinker, Cecilia is adept at disguise and espionage thanks to a background in theater. She is strict and professional in her dealings with subordinates, expecting the best and tolerating very few mishaps.

Her service has instilled her with a firm loyalty to the Imperium and the Imperator, and is prepared to do everything within her power to ensure its well-being and root out its enemies. Cecilia is notoriously vigilant in her duties, keeping a close eye both within and outside the state. Domestic threats are just as deadly, and no one, save for the Imperator and her knights, is truly beyond her suspicion.

Tome: Cecilia's tome, and badge of office, is a silver ring inlaid with white stones. While wearing the tome, Cecilia's senses are immune to illusory effects, and can discern between lies and truth. Effectively, she is able tell the innocent from the guilty and pursue them without hindrance from magical deception that might otherwise impede investigation.
In combat, the tome gives Cecilia an uncanny sense of perception, allowing her to predict and react to foes before they have a proper chance to retaliate. Practically, this allows her to pull off arrests without a hitch.

Other: Cecilia has a fearsome reputation within the capital, as many believe she is ruthless in her investigations. It is rumored she is just as likely to prosecute Imperium citizens as she is rebels, and no one escapes her notice. Nobles and commoners alike are careful of their words and mannerisms when she is near, afraid to draw even the slightest provocation.

Theme:

[McFazzer]

Tori

Appearance:

Tori

Name: Tori
Age: 20
Allegiance: Imperium: Intelligence Division

History: Tori was a poor student. She was lazy, lacked respect and didn’t care what anyone had to say about it. Unless the topic was Arcadia. Can you imagine it? A floating landmass! And no one was investigating it! Well, not really investigating it, not in the way Tori wanted to. This became hew goal, to uncover all the secrets this flying land had to offer. This dedication is what saw her find her way into the Intelligence Division after graduation and fuelled her decision to stay at the Academy and use its resources as a librarian. Occasionally taking leave to truly explore Arcadia, Tori always finds her way back to the library she calls home.

Personality: Tries to maintain an air of cold aloofness, however this is easily lost when she makes a discovery or is with a person she is on familiar terms with. Then she becomes rather friendly with them. Still attempts to keep up the façade with students.

When not working in relation to her research regarding the history of Arcadia for the Intelligence Division or working in the library, Tori will become rather lazy, lounging about and being irreverent of all others. Interest is the one defining factor in her mood

Tome (Color and Abilities): Tori’s Tome takes the from of a bone white travelling cloak, durable and suitable for long distance travel and has the additional function of parting to become a pair of wings that she uses most often when traversing Arcadia.

As for abilities, Tori’s Tome has the ability to allow her to see and commune with ghosts and allows her to turn both intangible and invisible as she chooses. Making it perfect for safely travelling to ruins, or avoiding responsibilities.

All functions of Tori’s Tome facilitate safe travel

Other: Tori has a sweet tooth, but denies it when asked.

[Lucius Cypher]

Midgard, The Golden Knights

Ragnar

Appearance:


Name: Ragnar (Individually), Legion (Collectively)

Age: Individual ages varies, but they have been serving as The Golden Knights for the last five years, and have been in the service of the Imperium for at least twenty. Older records imply they may be at least a hundred years old, but this is suspect at best.

History (Optional): The personal history of the one known as "Ragnar" has been lost to the time, though bits and pieces are still left for those who wish to seek it. Ragnar was like any other young student: he picked up his tome and wished to learn how to access it's great power. But Ragnar was a lonely man, not out of choice, but out of ideal: He thought that he could cooperate with others to change the world. But often each alliance he forges would break under pressure, from in-fighting, or to time itself. In the end Ragnar had no one to rely on but himself. And it was all he needed, when his Tome Manifested itself as Legion: All that he needed in one person.

What began of the original Ragnar, no one knows for certain aside from those within the top echelons of Nifilhiem. What is known, however, is that Ragnar lives on through his Legion. His Legion is comprised entirely of his own clones, created by his tome. The Legion has served the Imperium loyalty for many, many years. Everything from simply infantry to bodyguards of the Emperors and Empresses themselves, they have earned their loyalty through deeds and action everywhere. In recent history the entire Legion have been given the title of the Golden Guardian, comprising of each and every member of the Legion, spreading their influence pratically everywhere they were.

The Legion is a constant presence, regardless of what other Guardians or political parties wish. They always travel within groups of fives, even when only one is needed. These mighty warriors uphold the laws of the Imperium, but also serve to defend it's citizens from it's corrupted elements or from vile monsters. There are of course those who decry the Legion for being a tyrannical hand of the Imperium, with no oversight and no way to challenge their authority if they too become corrupt. The Legion denies the possibilities, but it is certain that short of the Emperor and the other guardians, they have an absolute hold over the lands they govern. And their influence covers the land like the sun's rays.

Personality: Getting the personality of Ragnar is impossible thanks to their tome: there are hundreds if not thousands of Ragnars around the world, each operating for the Imperium in whatever capacity is needed. Generally speaking, each Ragnar is polite and quiet, but also highly professional. They will not hesitate to use their authority to remove annoyances and generally do not hesitate to cut down criminals, regardless of the severity of their crimes. They do show some form of mercy, though only before hostilities: Once they draw their weapons, death will be done. That being said, Ragnar is also very helpful, and assuming that they are not currently occupied with a task or they are not doing something of importance (Which they always are, but there are rare times they are not) they are more than willing to personally help you with a task. Ragnar has an unnerving mechanical efficiency, but they function when they work, and make sure that everything runs smoothly.

Individual personalities of Ragnars varies by location, time spent away from the Imperium, and other outside factors. Generally they all refer to themselves as Ragnar, even when they meet another, though they also take on titles, alias, pseudonymous, and nicknames as long as they are appropriate and for convenience.

Tome (Color and Abilities): Legion, "All From One"

Legion is a white/gold tome that is deceptively plain despite it's colors. It is bound in some sort of white leather with golden pages, each one depicting a coat of arms, followed by lines of some sort of language not known. These pages is actually information about each individual Ragnar, and it contains everything from their memories, what happened to them, and their very identities. Each Ragnar contains a copy of the Tome, though they can only create new Rangars when two or more have gathered together, or when there is only one Rangar left.

The first and main ability of the Legion Tome is the ability to create copies of it's user, specifically Ragnar. The power to create more copies can only be done where there is only one Tome left, or when two or more are gathered in close proximity to one another. This allows for an exponential increase in clones when more than one Tome is created: When near another, each tome can create one clone. And when those clones are made, they too cane create their own clone, until there is a veritable civilization of clones at one's disposal. The clones themselves all share the same mind and memories that each has, even when they are apart, allowing them to learn and know what each clone does (And all of that information is contained within the tome itself). Even should a clone be killed, the same cone could be made again by recreating the clone from the book.

Legion has a secondary ability made to ensure the survival of it's clones, which manifests as a sort of divine armor. This armor, which not only serves as their uniform, provides them protection from harm, by physical and magical, as well as bolstering their physical abilities and granting them supportive powers, particularly flight and the ability to produce a (mostly harmless but blinding) light. Alone a single Ragnar is capable of superhuman feats of strength, speed, and endurance, and has magical abilities to bolster the effectiveness of others, including increasing their strength, healing them, and even temporarily linking them to the memory of Legion and learning a few skills from them.

Other: Ragnar is skilled in a variety of skills and techniques, and not all of them combative. Many Ragnars serve as doctors and healers, even chefs and construction workers, as an attempt to get closer to the people and be seen as a fellow citizen, rather than a detached guardsman. That being said each Ragnar is more than capable of fighting for themselves, with a multitude of weapons or even unarmed. Nearly all Ragnars carry a weapon however, typically just to serve as a means of self-defense. Generally it is a single-edged sword, with a pronounced blunt side which they can use to suppress their foes without the same level of deadliness as a blade. They also carry crossbows for ranged combat with a different assortment of arrowheads to deal with different threats.

Just about every settlement controlled by the Imperium would have two Ragnars overseeing them, with larger cities having five or more. They generally leave governing and management to the proper authorities however, and occupy themselves by keeping the peace, maintaining the law, and training others to do the same. There are patrols consisting of other Ragnars who have more fluid duties, assisting or advising as necessity demands.

[Lucius Cypher]

Nifilhiem, The Cerulean Knight

Hider

Appearance:


Name: Rainer of Azroth

Age: 57

History: Rainer is the fourth son of a lord in Azroth, specifically a high noble who himself would answer to the Imperator at times. This made his family life complex, as each of his siblings fought for power and influence to earn their father's place when he would finally falter. Rainer would find himself quite talented at the art of intrigue and spying, if only because of his main hobby: book keeping. Rainer spent much of his childhood outside of mandatory lessons in the family library, reading from their great tomes or keeping everything in check. This allowed Rainer to avoid his sibling's feuds as they eliminated each other one-by-one, until he was 15 years old. Though Rainer never showed any interest in his sibling's feud, he was one of the more skilled siblings simply because he focused on his studies over undermining his sibling's abilities. When his younger brother, the seventh child and the last eligible to take their father's place, came to confront Rainer, he was challenged to a battle of wits and war.

The conditions were simple: Each would lead an army of 100 men against one another, and fight until one was the victor. The battle was to be fought using only men personally gathered by the brothers: they could not call upon soldiers from the Imperium, only mercenaries or other volunteers. Rainer's brother was well antiquated to a group of warriors specializing in their tomes. Individual each were more than a match against Rainer, who himself was a skilled by unseasoned warrior. But Rainer put his faith into a simple but trained group of mercenaries, none of whom actually had a tome, but fought together as an army before. Rainer's forces were considerably inferior to his brothers, both individually and collectively. But Rainer did not merely rely on his men as much as his brother did.

Their battle took place in a mountain pass, where Rainer's brother thought he could trap Rainer's army between the valleys. But Rainer was not so foolish to willingly march his army against his brother; instead he used himself as bait and be surrounded by his brother's army. When they came, Rainer released a signal to have his army collapse the mountains around him with thunder and fire, crushing his brother's army underneath the stone. Rainer himself escaped unharmed thanks to his ability to calculate the direction which the rocks would fall, and positioning himself at a spot where not even a spec of dirt would fall on him. With his brother's army destroyed while his own had barely taken to the field, Rainer was deemed an appropriate heir to his father's legacy, and chosen as the leader of the house.

Rainer would serve the Imperium as an adviser and strategist for many years, and it wasn't until he was 30 that he was elected to become the new Cerulean Guardian. He accepted the promotion and served for ten years, before he stepped down to raise an heir for himself. However he was soon called back into service barely ten years later, after the previous Cerulean Guardian proved to be inferior to Rainer himself. He accepted his position once more, and intends to serve until he too is no longer fit to be the guardian. But that doesn't seem to be an issue he'll worry about anytime soon.

Personality: Rainer is a humble man, even for the Cerulean Guardian. He's something of the voice of reason among the Guardians, trying his best to minimize destruction and costs. However Rainer is a natural manipulator and liar, often having others do his bidding either through pure authority or false promises. He generally tries to keep everyone's best interest in mind, but he's all too aware that he cannot save everyone, and prepares accordingly.

Personally, Rainer likes keeping things profession as his station requires, but he's not all work. Outside of his office he's a jovial man with a sweet tooth and an interest in modern entertainment. He still does his book keeping as an odd hobby of his, and can be quite embarrassed when others see him cataloging on his own. He's quite coddling to his friends and family, because he knows that when times are hard it would be his own loved ones that would suffer the most from his decisions, so he tries to show them love when he can. Rainer dislikes violence and prefers the arts and creating things.

Tome (Color and Abilities): The Azure Grimore, "Boundary of Knowledge"

The Azure Grimore, as it's name would imply, is a thick blue book with white pages. It has a fancy white embroidery on the edges and corners, and each page is written with meticulous handwriting. The book's pages itself is constantly blank if the user does not know how to use the book, and it's intentionally like that thanks to it's powers.

The Azure Grimore is a mysterious tome because Rainer himself does his best to keep it's abilities secretive. The book itself grants him Psychic powers: Telepathy, telekinesis, astral projections, scrying, and much more thanks to his experience and training. When the book is in use the pages begin to glow and each page contains a unique rune of some purpose and meaning. Rainer is capable of using to book to focus his power all over the world, effortlessly diving into the thoughts and memories of anyone he could see with his minds eye. He could manipulate objects without making contact with them, and could easily throw around people as if they were merely toys. The Azure Grimore also has a secondary function of being able to contain and infinite amount of text, and copying the contents of other books or tomes, should the Azure Grimore come into contact with them. This makes the book invaluable for the Nifilhiem, as it can (And does) contain all the information they have collected, ever.

The Azure Grimore does not have any other forms aside from it's typical tome shape, though it can be shrunken to make it easier to carry. Rainer often does, and has it hidden someone intimate on his person.

Other: Rainer owns a twin set of short spears called "Shock" and "Awe", his personal weapons for war. As their name would imply they have an elemental affinity towards electricity. Rainer can use these spears to give someone a powerful shock, one that could either leave them paralyzed or kill them outright. It was the weapons of his father, created from his own tome. Rainer keeps both on his person at all times. He also owns his own providence in the Imperium in which he has an absolute authority, where he could even challenge the other guardians if they infringe on his lands. However he maintains an amicable relationship with them and allows them to operate as appropriate on behalf the imperium.

[Savo]

Acerbus Invictus

Appearance:


Name: Acerbus Invictus

Age: 18

Allegiance: Currently neutral, but most likely the Imperium after he graduates depending on the circumstance.

History (Optional):
"Instead of looking to the future for our resolve, we dwell on the impertinent shadows of the past. This brews into a concoction of repetition, where each of our previous mistakes return to haunt us, fervently... and even as I acknowledge this simple truth, I continue to make similar mistakes, out of nothing more than hubris and bitterness."

Ever since Acerbus was conceived, his parents believed one thing - he was going to die. At childbirth, Acerbus had some complications which suspended their caring beliefs for the youth. Sickly and frail, they did their best to try and ignore the child to avert growing close and succumbing to their emotions. The child ended up surviving the transition through their phase thanks to a few older siblings who had the heart to try and keep their younger brother from crossing over too early. The parents were in disbelief, and felt ashamed for abandoning the child when his terminal fate was averted. They secluded themselves from Acerbus, seldom talking to the boy after this detestable act. He had barely any guidance outside of his older siblings who took it upon themselves act as the mentors for most of his childhood

Acerbus is the second youngest out of five siblings; Valde, his oldest brother, and Laetitia, his only sister at the time took him under their wing, influencing him to the best of their abilities before the two parents managed to get over their guilt. The family (on their mothers side) heralds a legacy of having their children drafted into the branches of the Imperium; very seldom does one go off on their own destiny and even conclude to have a unique family birthright outside of the Imperium as in the end, someone will return back to the origin. The third oldest sibling, Croceus, was not especially fond of the new sibling, in due part that his survival caused their parents to procure some emotional grief. Two years after his birth, his younger sister, Novus, would be born.

As he grew up, the child was constantly blessed through teachings passed from older siblings who were set up to grow up quickly. As he procured these teachings, he had less than stellar interactions with other children in the Capital. Most of the times, he would exclude himself and not practice social interactions with other people. The two older children stressed that he spoke to the myriads of children encompassing, however he always retreated to his books, which would sometimes vanish into thin air only to appear later again.

Acerbus didn't make any new friends and was rather adverse to making new friends, outside of any family members. Most children called him a cliche nickname known as bookworm since he would always scurry away from any other person into some sort of book or article. The reason from this stemmed from how Croceus mistreated him, saying how he will never properly integrate into society and claimed that all the research in the world would not help him. With some determination, he began looking at certain books which exhibited some sorts of human behavior... of course, it was mainly a mix of fiction and nonfiction.

It wasn't until his parents finally decided to attempt to reconcile with Acerbus when he was eight in an attempt to mend their relationship... this was easier for the father since he was not a part of the Knights of Ragnarok, rather, their mother who is a part of the Judicial Division. While their interactions allowed the boy to raise his confidence a bit, his brother would tear it down again, little by little out of nothing more than petty irritation. While he still struggled to make any friends, Acerbus managed to make small talk before fleeing the vicinity... that was a start, but he ended up focusing more on his schooling, slightly nullifying the encouragement.

Of course, the eldest brother and sister would continue to evaluate him and give him words of encouragement, but ended up spending more time with their allies and school work. Acerbus grew lonely once more and began isolating himself once more. However, at the age of ten when he was reading a fictional story, his sibling, Novus, interrupted him, quizzing the bespectacled boy what he was doing. This lead down a path of swift, gut punching questions which lead to Novus pleading the child to accompany her and friends on a little adventure. Of course, it took a bit before Acerbus was pressured into begrudgingly following her.

The young boy was... slightly surprised to see different people within differentiating age ranges. Acerbus was plenty sure that the youngest kid there was a seven year old with the eldest being three years above him. It felt... strange to him with all these unusual looks directed at him. It was rather uncomfortable having the limelight on him, especially since he was bad at interactions. Of course, he stumbled and struggled to get any audibility from his mouth, but began stumbling with "ums" and a simple "heh... heh... hell... heh, hell... o?" which sounded more like giggling from everyone's perspective.

Thankfully, a young "girl" broke the ice by introducing herself as Bellus. The young boys defenses were dropped, and he began blushing wildly out of embarrassment. Acerbus made a successful attempt at introducing himself, albeit a quiet one, as he stared at the solemn ground. The girl gave him a smile before catching him in a choke hold while laughing, saying it was a pleasure to meet him, giving him a noogie before releasing him and bouncing back to Novus. Befuddled, others began inquiring about Acerbus directly, distinctively learning that he was the one people called bookworm, along with being Novus' older brother. Of course, as he attempted to make a proper conversation with the others, he wasn't rushed or looked upon with any contempt. As he continued the conversation, he felt a surge of confidence as he began stuttering less and speaking more. It felt strange to him, but he really didn't talk much, but instead listened as the others began coming up with ideas and talking before they all ran off somewhere, together. At times, Acerbus interjected himself into the conversation, and was always met with a proper response.

Even though he kept to himself at times, he was comfortable, and became slightly sociable. Of course, Croceus would bully him from time to time, but as each day past, he was happy. Over time, they began learning more about each other... and the fact that Bellus was a guy who dressed up as a girl, or how another could conceive interesting structures merely from paper. The group had their quirks, but they were otherwise pleased with each other, despite some of their differences. They bonded and became close with each passing day as they expressed their thoughts and feelings into each discussion.

As the time passed, they each kept in contact with each other since they were traversing down different paths, some joining the Imperium after graduating while others went into the workforce to provide for the public. Acerbus' supposed destiny lied in attending the academies in hopes of joining the Imperium... maybe. While in school, he was constantly subjected to torment by Croceus (per usual), who was a well off third year that was most likely to be drafted into the Asgard division. From what he recalled, Valde was put into the military division, while Laetitia was chosen to join the ranks of Yggdrasil. With what little allies he made, he was put off in his brothers shadow, always compared to his siblings as always lacking behind, little more than a shadow. This would of effected his mental stability quite effectively, but he was always encouraged by his remaining friends.

Of course, Acerbus, with support from what he had was able to display skills which would make the Invictus bloodline proud. In an ironic twist, at the end of his first year, people began comparing him to Croceus and how the bold judge was lacking in some areas. It was tough for him to compete with others, and the praises were a bit nonfactual. For the most part, he struggled in a few areas and was forced to labor more than others to revel in the same results. Of course, Acerbus breezed through his second year quite effectively, making himself appear to others as a prime candidate for each of the divisions within the Knights of Ragnarok.

This is his final year before he was to be evaluated for a division which he would be drafted into. He displayed impeccable skills for each division, which was commented on by some acquaintances and friends. While he was lacking in confidence, he was reassured by most of them who commented that he would be fine. With lingering doubts on his mind, Acerbus could only ponder on if his abilities were at the top of his class, still doubting himself along the way. Maybe this was his calling, maybe this feeling was his internal desires telling him to seek another destiny. Either way, in the end it would all depend on this final year.

"... who am I really trying to impress here?"

Personality: Cold, aloof, you name it - this kid is the embodiment of it. Acerbus is a hardworking student who sees that his task is properly completed and that he is right on target when it comes to his studies. He is not one to joke around when in a serious matter as he will shoot your mouth off (figuratively) when trying to make light of a somber situation. Acerbus will put studying and training above social interactions, however is not adverse to speaking with others.

Moreover, he is rather quiet and displays some sort of happiness when indulging in a book or spending time with others. Acerbus isn't one to speak much during a conversation, usually commenting or interjecting his presence when necessary. This doesn't identify him as anti-social, as he fits the mold of being the more watching ally when it comes to being in groups. Of course, he does have a slight weakness for puns, and will attempt hiding a smirk if one does come around. Even so, he respects others in their destiny, finding that whatever they decide as their choice... unless it's a ruinous one, which he will discourage the person vehemently on.

However, even with these traits, Acerbus heralds a lingering doubt within himself, over his own abilities. While he does have the support of others, at times he feels like he is nothing more that a shade with weights strapped on. This stems from constant bullying from Croceus and others, which can lead him to sometimes seclude himself from other people. Moreover, he is a bit emotionally unstable. Hitting the right buttons with him can cause him to go berserk or break down at the flick of the wrist.

Moreover, he is also truly unsure of what he wants to do with his life. His family has an upheld legacy of always joining the ranks of the Imperium, but sometimes he feels there's another calling for him. With that, comes fears of judgement once more for his own decisions and how others will view Acerbus in the long run. He doesn't want to disappoint others or himself, but he just can't figure out his role in this world... it sometimes scares him. Either way, in the end, he hopes he makes the right decision, and with his third year, that factor may be coming to a close soon enough.

Acerbus heralds the power to decide his fate, but what will he do?

Tome (Color and Abilities):
The Forsaken Kismet

Originally starting off as a regular looking book with simplistic colors of violet embroidering along the edges with a darker shade of purple in the center with the words "Kismet" at the top, this tome eventually transformed into a being that was conjoined with his shadow. In this form, Acerbus' shadow is much more gloomy and can be very much reminded of dusk. At times, there is a flicker of his shadow, in which purple shades emanate before dying down, back into the shadow.

What this Tomes power is lending Acerbus' the abilities to manipulate the shadows at the snap of his hand. With this, he can use it to evade attacks or create items of interest from the shadows, allowing him to freely morph the silhouettes with his imagination. One of his basic abilities is melding into the shadows, disabling him from attacking opponents, but keeps him from being harmed in the process. This allows for him to pull off stealthy maneuvers, however there has to be some form of shade in the process, otherwise it is completely nullified. He has been questioned if he can take anyone into the shadows, and still does not have an answer since he won't risk it due to complications and the difficulty he had mastering the new "terrain."

The next power comes from the mind itself, which he can use his powers to "create" or "pull" things from the shadow. The shape can be of a person itself, or a weapon of interest his friends can use. All he can say is that it takes more time to solidify things in the shadow, and it's a true undertaking to make them act like living things. This allows for illusions and trickery, along with not having to pay for any weapons in the process. However, the shadows will fade over time, making their life fleeting in one realm. However, they can easily be brought back through another shadow. If the shadow is solidified, it can last longer than regular shades that a person can walk through. He can also use what looks like a glob of shadow in this form and hurl it at an enemy; the damage that is transferred relies on the belief of the giver and receiver. The more both sides see it as real, the more harm it can do.

Other: Some OOC info, I might work on some parts in the backstory to fix a few things I might consider holes... that's if I'm not lazy ofc xP
-It is very rare to see him without a book or some article in hand wherever he goes.
-He does not enjoy sweets that much, outside of cheesecakes which he will gleefully snack on.
-Acerbus has to work twice as hard in physical endeavors to get the same results as a regular person.
-He still has the nickname "Bookworm" in school, however, it's more associated with positive meanings now.
-Acerbus loves making and drinking tea more than anything - it's his favorite drink you know!
-With his new abilities, his favorite pastime (aside from reading) is playing with the shadows. Not only does it help fuel his imagination, but it can help him be creative when it comes to combat.
-Acerbus' height is 1.8288 meters and he weighs 74.7067 kilograms

Theme:

[Flamelord]

Appearance:

Alex Kincaid

Name: Alex Kincaid
Age: 21
Allegiance: Neutral
History (Optional): Alex was born to a low income family, one of several siblings. Living like that, he always dreamed of getting ahead, rising above where he was to a better place as many youth might do. Yet while his siblings went on to respectable industries and jobs, his own rebellious streak caused him to fall into a life of crime. He hung out with the wrong sort of people, joined a gang, and in the course of that he met Derek Carrena.

Derek trained him, gave him the tools of the trade that he would need. Alex grew away from his family. He began stealing, small items at first, but rapidly growing. It began to become something of a draw, and he enjoyed the thrill and the challenge of it. This eventually resulted in him stealing a tome, which he soon realized and began to experiment with.

Over time though he and Derek grew apart, until one day Derek was caught. Alex carried on, his dreams carrying him higher. He knew what he would do now, and he would accomplish it. So he came to the Academy, to learn how to use his tome, and then to effect a daring heist, right under the nose off the Imperium! Such a thing would secure his place in the public consciousness, and his place and history. So now he bides his time, as he waits for the right opportunity to strike.

Personality: Beneath the indifferent exterior, Alex sports a keen intelligence, honed by years of his current occupation. He is always on the look out for number one, though he is able to set such concerns aside in the short term. When on the job he tends to be something of a showboat, falling into the vein of those 'master thieves' as he likes to imagine it. A romantic notion, to be sure, but he does his best to live it out. It need not be said that he has no regrets over stealing, though he does have standards that he likes to hold himself to. Averse to fighting, but he'll do it if he has to.

Tome (Color and Abilities): The tome he has is green, bound in corners of leather and fabric, set in diagonals with a background of green beyond that. the pages are thin, but surprisingly sturdy and tough. Upon activation it shapes into dual escrima sticks, green and inlaid with runes and patterns. When activated, it gives him the ability to create solid air, allowing him to shape it into different forms, for use as a weapon or a tool. The farther away it is from him, the harder it is to maintain, and the larger it is, the harder it is to manipulate.
Other: Gentleman Thief is a go!
Theme:

[Aeris]

His clothes consist of a cotton coat with some dark green tinted leather embedding, loose white cottons pants and a pair of black leather boots. Both hands are also covered by matching black leather gloves that reach his elbows for protection; nothing more than that, he dresses quite simply.

Name:
Regis Breyn

Age:
Seventeen

Allegiance:
Neutral

History:
This'll be updated soon enough. But basically; a student with a cute green book finding his place in life.

Personality:
All around friendly and with a nearly unnatural desire to help others, Regis' persona is a harsh contrast to how things are recently. The young man seems to appreciate company and friendship above basically everything else, and never limits himself to that. He's the type of person who wouldn't think twice before putting himself in trouble, if it meant preserving someone - or in worst case scenarios, he wouldn't even consider his own life in order to save another. This became more of a reality when he obtained his first tome from the Imperium.

From a deeper view, the truth is that Regis feels quite troubled about himself. He's unsure of his own future, past and present and thus, this whole confusion regarding himself as an individual led him to hopeless attempts of finding pillars in other people, support them so they'll support him. While he keeps this mostly to himself, he's not one to hide his feelings or emotions - or even his disappointment, frustration or dislike towards something or someone. He might be extremely friendly, but if theres something that makes him quite angered, that'd be negative emotions present in others such as; greediness, cruelty and etc.

Tome:
The Tender Tome is a light green book, often tied to Regis' waist. When materialized, it takes the form of a gourd that sits on his back. This gourd is filled with a green water-like liquid that Regis' can freely control - it's also endless, given how no matter how much comes out of it, it never stops. Offensively, this has little to no use but whenever the water comes in contact with a wound, it accelerates the healing process drastically, nearly instantly healing small cuts and bruises, while taking a few minutes to heal deeper and more severe wounds.

In addition, if Regis allows someone to drink it, they're temporarily empowered. The effects increase whoever drank the water physical condition, granting them stamina, strength and speed - but only for a limited time. Unfortunately, once the effects cease, it will stop working until the liquid is completely removed from one's body, which might take a few hours at least.

Other:
Always wearing a necklace with a silver chain and a golden dagger hanging from it.

---

[The 42nd Gecko]

The body, mind, and soul are the final canvas. Paint yourself into the legend you wish to be.

Appearance

Wall Of Text that is the rest

Name: I'm 美猴娘娘, or Měihóu Niángniang!
Nickname/Alias: If my name's to hard to pronounce for you, just call me Monkey. I'm down.
Age: It's complicated. See Tome/History.
Allegiance: FREEEDOOOM! Měihóu Niángniang is loosely affiliated with the Librarian. Měihóu is a difficult woman to trust.

History: Měihóu Niángniang's history and age are unreliable, as Měihóu's mind and soul are vulnerable to her own transformations. The truth of what may have happened in the past to Měihóu, may no longer have any relevance to someone who has no longer experienced the lessons or horrors of said truth. Her promises and alligiances of today may be completely unremembered and nonexistent to the Měihóu of tomorrow. Měihóu can be a radically different person over a long enough period of time, having literally changed into a different person. That said, Měihóu has been in her current name and mindset for awhile, having currently reached a peak in her strength, apparently subconsciously unwilling to be stronger, wishing still to be challenged.

As to her past, the only real hint is that she seems to be based on a legend from before the shattering of the world, implying either staggering age or, more likely, a study of ancient mythology. Perhaps a mixture of both. Regardless, her physical age is entirely worthless as a statistic.

Personality: Her name for herself is "beautiful monkey goddess".... Hmm.... That said, she seeks challenges, mysteries, adventure, and freedom. She rarely thinks about the consequences to others, but when she does, is fairly kind, aiming to help others reach the same level of freedom Měihóu enjoys. Perhaps the most comforting thing about Měihóu is the fact that, with her tome being a reflection of herself, her weapon has the ability to negate the harm it deals to others, and this has remained stable.

Tome (Color and Abilities):
As-You-Will-Scroll
Měihóu's big ass staff there unrolls into a massive scroll, with an incredibly detailed set of drawings, most of animals in various states of interacting with each other. Upon detailed look, the individual strokes of the drawings can be identified as densely packed computational algorithms. The scroll contains the power of transformation, taking one thing and transforming it into another. Měihóu Niángniang has used this ability to forge herself into the legend she wants to be, an superhumanly strong warrior with a transforming staff, imitating the legend she wishes to be like. Her ability to transform things is dependent on three important qualities, touch, likeness, and willingness. Her power quickly becomes useless at ranges longer than a meter or two. A willing person could be transformed nearly as easily as Měihóu herself, but at an unwilling person would require Měihóu to have an overwhelming power or time advantage, be touching, and be making a small change. Inanimate objects are generally considered mildly unwilling, with the exception of Měihóu Niángniang's tome, and changing someone else's tome or a relic is laughably out of the question. For example of "mildly unwilling", it would generally be equally difficult for Měihóu to enhance her own strength to break through an object, as it would be to transform that object into breaking itself. The similarity is as can be expected. Transforming sand into water would require far more energy than turning blood into water. Turning a person into a catgirl would be much easier than turning a person into a cat.

An interesting side ability of the As-You-Will-Scroll is its ability to negate the "harm" it deals targets. The target will still experience pain, be incapacitated if lethal damage would have been done, and suffer general fatigue from the blow instead of damage. However, the pain will never be traumatic, it will not even break bones, and bruises will heal incredibly quickly. This ability is usually on, and it take's Měihóu's concentrated attention and power to turn it off.

Of final note is that Měihóu transformations, so potent over long periods of time, can change the base form of the recipient if they are truly willing. This is how Měihóu has made herself so strong, by over the years layering as much strength in one transformation as she can, waiting until it becomes her base form, and transforming again. This requires a solid year at least, if the person is completely willing, and cannot ever happen if the subject is unwilling. The exception is to objects, they don't change back.

TL/DR: If you want to be a non-humanoid somehow, or have some alien physiological traits, Měihóu is a great person to have met in your backstory.

[BlueAjah]

Fei

Appearance:

Age: 18

Allegiance: Imperium

History (Optional):

Born from one of the most esteemed and powerful women in the Imperium, Fei grew up with expectations few her age had. She embraced the responsibility with pride though and spent all of her energy becoming stronger. Due to her mother’s tight schedule, there was little time to take care of a small child, so Fei was shipped to one of the best boarding schools in Infinitum where she continued her training. Eleonor still makes sure to make the occasional visit to her daughter though.

Ever since she was little, Fei admired her mother. It’s what motivates her during training with the school, the reason she fights harder than most. She wants her mother to be proud to call Fei her daughter, wants to be worthy of such a title. As the years have passed, Fei has become so warped in idolizing her mother, she’s lost sight of herself.

Fei is currently attending her last year of the Academy. Not a student on campus isn’t aware of her, whether it be her famous heritage or the fact that she can pummel most students to the ground. Thanks to her extensive training from a young age, she’s at the top of the heap at school and isn’t afraid to let anyone know. Focusing on dark red double swords, Fei has made it a priority to study both magic and weaponry. If you can’t find her researching her Tome, you’ll find her sword fighting.

Personality:

Snobby and Uptight, Fei spends more time arguing with others than she does making friends. Blame it on her heritage, but Fei’s grown up thinking she’s better than other children her age and because of this, has made few friends in her life. However, when she does commit herself to a relationship, she loves fiercely, often coming across as overprotective, and is extremely clingy.

Since Fei spends most of her time alone, whether it be training or studying, she’s grown independent and doesn’t mind being by herself. There are few who commit themselves to training as much as Fei does, something that has paid off incredibly. While Fei might be a complete brat, no one can deny her hard work.

Tome (Color and Abilities):

Fei’s Tome is a miniature, red, wooden box that is connected to a long silver chain, usually tied around her neck. Unlike the picture, the box is locked and glows red whenever she uses her magic.

The main function of Fei’s Tome is the ability to absorb heat and fire properties and channel them against her enemies. For example, if Fei finds a fire source and touches it, she is able to let fire consume her entire body and unleash it. Should she come in contact with heat, she is able to absorb that to produce heat in a certain area or on a certain object. Fei is able to store both energies but it will eventually run out either after she uses it or in about a week’s time.

Fei’s Tome also enables her to control people’s emotions and cause them to grow angsty and upset. One with a strong and persistent mind is able to withstand this, only if they are aware of when Fei is doing it.

Other:


Fia has two fighting swords, both identical to each other that she uses during battle.

Armor

[Knight of Doom]

Zora Irving

Age:
17

Allegiance:
Neutral

History (Optional):
Living off nature and all that jazz. Where are her parents? Nobody knows.

Personality:
Zora is hardworking and curious. There are times where she pushes herself too far and needs to be reminded to take a break. She is fairly harsh when it comes to training and learning. When Zora has a task to do, she'll see it through to the end. While she finds it difficult to relate to other humans, she tries her best to get along with them. On the other hand, Zora feels more at ease with the animals, and tends to feel more of an emotional bond with animals than she does with humans. When she makes friends, she has a tendency to tease them in a very friendly manner. Zora loves being in nature, separated from all man made structures. She is most comfortable here and tends to be very gentle and kind in this environment. She is looked up to by many of her fellow classmates at the academy, however she’s very insecure and self conscious around others. She comes off as humble to most, when it’s actually a sense of self deprecation driving her words. Zora believes that when placed among the beauty and grace that is nature, she cannot compare, though she does try.

Tome (Color and Abilities):
Zora’s Tome takes the form of a intricate wooden bow with a few green ribbons of silk wrapped around the ends. When she draws the string back, a brown arrow that is seemingly made out of light appears notched in the bow.

Tome

A part of Zora’s abilities is to have an empathic link with animals. The can communicate with them, but has no control over them. Every animal has it’s own free will to accept her requests or not. Therefore she makes it a point to get on good terms with the animals surrounding wherever she may be.

The second part of Zora’s abilities is rarely used, and for a very valid reason too. She can transform parts of her body to have similar traits to animals which can improve a function, such as claws, fangs, or ears. However, once she is done with it, Zora must remove the part from her body. If she had claws, she’d have to cut off her fingers, with fang’s she’d have to rip them out, and with ears, cut them off. Because of her low pain tolerance, she usually ends up passing out for about a full day. While she is out, her body regenerates the natural state of the body part. Once she wakes up, the body part is fully regenerated. Usually the smaller the body part the less time Zora is passed out/regenerating. If she does not within 12 hours, then the particular transformation begins to cause pain to her. Over a course of 24 hours, the pain continues and usually a headache develops. During these hours, the transformation rots off until it disappears. It then takes the time to regenerate which varies depending on the size.

Other:

[Awesomoman64]

Jessi "Jess" Phalanx

Name: Jessi “Jess” Phalax
Age: 18

Allegiance: Imperium (Military Division)

History (Optional): Life wasn’t too difficult for Jessi. Sure he was an only child raised by a single mother, but when that mother is an over seer at one of the main Golden Knights outpost in Rivenwood, you don’t really have to worry about food on the table. While he never met his father, it was rumored around the base that he was a member of the Platinum Knights. This was later confirmed by his mother, although no more details about him were given. With that kind of lineage, Jessi knew in his heart what his destiny was, to become the greatest soldier the Imperium had seen.

Jessi’s mother began his training the day he could hold a spear, and she did not go easy on him. If he wanted to be a soldier, he would be held to their standards, and he did not disappoint. Having access to military grade equipment and an entire forest of monsters to use them on, Jessi was able to push himself day and night to hone his abilities until he was old enough to leave home and join the academy.

After the required three years, Jessi graduated with honors and immediately enlisted in the Golden Knights.

Personality: Jessi is the gung-ho recruit fresh out of the academy. As such he has a hot head and an undying loyalty to his man and country. He has nothing but respect for his superiors, they say jump he asks how high. Outside of battle he has a kind heart always ready to help out a friend or stranger in need. That is, if you’re loyal to the Imperium.

Traitors, criminals, and any who dare oppose the glory of the Imperator will be able to submit their complaints to the tip of his spear. That being said, he is more than happy to leave the ruthless killing to the red Judicials.

Tome (Color and Abilities): Jessi's tome is his gray headband, its abilities help keep his head clear for fighting or otherwise.

First, it blocks out all forms of telepathy and mind reading, keeping his secrets and strategies to himself. Unfortunately if someone where trying to reach him via telepathy, they would just get a busy signal.

Second, it allows for better focus of his senses and allows him to processes everything faster, giving him an edge in spotting and reading his opponents. This doesn’t increase his reaction speed nor does this make him immune to illusionary spells, though he has a greater chance of seeing through them.

These effects only work while the headband is on, if somehow removed all boosts and powers are also.

Other: He idolizes the guardians to the point he knows as much about them as a wiki page would.

[Skepic]

The Watchman

Name:
"OH! You bothered asking? Instead just going off that horrid nickname everyone gives me? What was it... Oh yes, 'The Watchman'? Terrible name indeed! No, my real name is-"
Age:
No one has ever figured out his age...
"I'm 42 years and counting good sir!"
Oh... well then... way to ruin the mystery!
Allegiance
Neutral, but more likely to help clients of the Imperium than of any fringe faction unless offered serious compensation.
History:
"Ahh my past eh? Well of course I can tell you! You see, it all started in a little tow-"
Too boring, moving on.
Personality:
The Watchman is a man shrouded in mystery and coldness. His masked figure only shows how reclusive this silent man really is.
"For god sake man! What is wrong with you!? I am a gentleman of course, considering mannerism and posture to be of the utmost importance! Particularly those of great respect! Now, I do consider myself to be friendly individual, as it this friendliness is what allows me to succeed in my, ahem*, business. On a deeper note, rationality, thoughtfulness, and the pondering of meaningful questions of our universe occupy me. I will never be rash man, jumping into the pit of danger with not a care in the world! Cautiously, I would plan out and analyze my situation, allowing me to proceed with the utmost precision and efficiency!"
Uh huh... want to mention that you're also a successful hitman?
'Err, excuse me!? WHAT LIES! WHAT UTTER-"
We're done here....
Tome:

-The Black Tome-

(A dreadfully uncreative name!)


The Black Tome is a dark magic tome in the Watchman's possession. When the blade is drawn it enhances his abilities of manipulating the shadows around him, whether it be to conceal him or trick his attackers. Though, these are only very minor, basic abilities. He only two abilities truly worth mentioning. First and foremost is his ability to summon a large swarm of man eating rats. This horrific ability sends rates to consume their victims alive or die trying. They do, however, fade into nothing after a short amount of time. This power is mostly used in desperate situations as the Watchman finds the attack rather... "barbaric". Second would be more a utility power to him than one that really affects others. Anyone he kills, if he so likes, can be vaporized into nothingness in an instant. They simply are engulf and consumed by the darkness, forever hiding the body. A very useful tool for a hitman such as himself.

Now, one last thing to mention. While his actual combat skills will go unaffected, the sun will hamper and weaken his more arcane abilities. The brighter the sun, the less powerful his tome his and so on.

[Temporary]

Sierra

Appearance:

---

---

Name: Sierra Periculum, or just Serys.

Age: 24

Allegiance: Librarian

History (Optional): Ever since Sierra was born, she always had a strange curiosity towards magic. She would spend every waking hour she could studying and trying to make sense of its complex design, but to no avail. Her parents worried that she had grown too distant and attached to the concepts that drove magic, but didn't want to stop her for fear of resentment in the future. Eventually, when she was old enough, Sierra was sent to the academy due to her constant study and impressive theories. But, as she continued through her school years, she began to question things. Why were there such basic elemental affinities in place when magic was such a complex and powerful thing? Why had no one gone to the length to question why such boundaries had been placed? Everything she thought of led her to Librarian, were she found that there were, surprisingly, others who shared her ideas and be beliefs. With that group of people, she has been working to create a new, more complex and structured magical theory that proves everything about the old affinities wrong.

Personality: Sierra tends to lose her train of thought pretty easily, which makes her a difficult person to hold conversations with. This is especially difficult with the added fact that she tends to drop conversations she loses interest in (which tends to be most). As well, she will often go on and on about her research and theories to anyone crazy enough to stand around long enough for her to get a clear train of thought. She also secretly wants to rejoin with the Imperium after she finishes her theory, for hope that it will further improve the field of magic that can be researched with the Tomes.

Tome (Color and Abilities): Sierras' Tome takes the normal form of a slate grey pocket watch, that inside has a strange pattern with odd symbols inside. This is the basis for her magical theory, as she believes this is the manifestation of the true magical elements and their properties, even if she doesn't understand it. This has been named the "Serys Geographam" but her friends in Librarian.

The Tome also takes the form of a dull grey katana, which has an extremely sharp blade. The sharp edge is actually a set of extremely small razor blade that line the entirety of the point, and cause a strange sickness when someone is cut and the blade comes in contact with blood. The sickness takes effect immediately, with the victim becoming slightly light headed and their vision slightly blurry. After about 20 minutes, the person will find it hard to stand and their vision will be very fuzzy, not to mention they feel constantly nauseous. After about an hour, the victim will collapse into a state of unconsciousness, where the virus slowly picks away at the nerves of the person. After a couple of hours, the host will awaken, to find a strange black spot on either their arm or hand. Sierra has dubbed this the "Void Sickness"

Blade

The final ability is that of Void Magic, a mysterious type of neutral energy that has unpredictable and volatile effects. This magic incorporates all forms of the Serys Geographam, and involves a basic form of such elements. A combination of 2 or more elements from the watch must be pressed, causing another to light up. After this, the final product of the pressed symbols will cause an unpredictable effect related to said final product (read other for more details of the watch). If the final product was electricity, it might charge an object with the sickening energy of the void, or it could cause a bolt of black lightning to strike from the sky.

At this time, however, her magic and blade cannot summon without her being exposed to stress or being confronted in battle.

Other: Sierra is a lesbian, and has a slight crush on one of her colleagues whom she admires. As well, she has no real idea what her magic can do, since she has only been in combat a few times and her magic only really manifests in times of distress of panic.

The Serys Geographam is a pocket watch with a strange pattern imbedded where the watch face should be. This pattern represents a magical theory that completely overwrites the basic and simple elemental theories. At a random interval within a 6 year period, an event called the Geographam Moon occurs. At this time, the moon darkens to a point that can't be noticed, but is definitely there. At this time, the Geograpahm can change pattern to a completely different set of symbols. In the single time the event has occurred, the Geographam has not changed.

[BytheSpleen]

Alexandria V. Bastam

Alexandria V. Bastam

17

"Alright, this semester's standards will go over what again?" (Neutral)

"Alexandria", ever since she was dropped off at the Academy's doorstep at the age of 12, has been living in the Academy as a stay-in scholar. She came to be like so ever since she moved from Rexicorg, after her family sold off the majority of the discovered relics inside so that they (as nomads) could at least send one of their children to the Academy, and perhaps make enough money to bring in the rest of the family. When she was found with the billing receipt that would pay for her tuition and lodgings (actually, double), she was quietly shuffled into the rest of the studious scholars at the Academy, christened "Alexandria" for the sake of avoiding attention.

Skip five years later, and Alexandria has taken many, many steps ahead to try and secure a job that pays well enough. With the onset of conflict and strife just upon the horizon, she's taken a preference towards technological research. As of now, Alexandria is fairly new to using her tome, and has yet to use it even proficiently.

As a result of being raised in the valley of Rexicorg, though, she has grown up to be a rather curious person, both in the way she may appear to others, as well as the way everything appears to her. Her questions come in many shapes and sizes, though they all seem intent to uncover not the personality, likes, and dislikes of her peers, but rather what they know in relation to her. She enjoys logical enigmas and a variety of wondrous conundrums, almost akin to the mazes that she used to crawl about in when she was younger, all for the prize of hidden knowledge being re-discovered by her own two eyes. As such, learning seems to be her greatest challenge yet, and the prize seems just as similar as the ones she raced around for in Rexicorg's mazes : knowledge. After all, knowledge in this world could equate to oh-so much power. And she wouldn't even have to raise a fist to anyone if she had enough of it...or so she thinks.

Underneath that bubbly nature, there's only a thin layer of patience for all things stupid. Break that layer, and you'll find a very blunt, goal-oriented girl who can only know success or death, the very same one that survived the Rexicorg labyrinth with the wisdom in mind that the world is a very, very cruel place.

Pandora

Alexandria's tome takes the form of a scroll with a flat-black finish, scored with a single line of gold. Upon activating, it becomes a 6-foot staff with golden engravings, but retains its weight as though it were still a scroll. When read in the scroll form, two labelled diagrams can be seen. The more finished Alexandria makes her thesis, the more legible the writing will become.

Pandora is a tricky sort of tome, as its theory is based in Alexandria's experiences in the Rexicorg Labyrinth, where walls seem to shift, and little to no progress is made despite the earnest journeys. In fact, the lure of the labyrinth had led to many of their deaths, and so the lesson (and ultimately, her thesis) goes for Alexandria...

"Curiosity is...the first passion and the last."

To physically manifest this, Alexandria can teleport from one end of her staff to the other (which isn't a terribly great length, but it does lend itself to creativity) as a way to exhibit such a passion.

Alternatively, when in the scroll form, she can focus or deflect attention from her, though she has yet to bring this into a physical form where she can "attract" or "repel" an object, so long as she has a sight on them. She can only repel attention so long as she's behind another person or an object of extreme interest (might one say an incoming projectile, some valuable jewelry, etc.?), and attract attention so long as she's within a person's vision.

Provided she can increase her understanding of her thesis, she may be able to extend these abilities in different forms and ranges. It all comes with practice.

Other

• Pansexual
• Doodling is a fun activity!
• Horses and large birds are made to be *mounted.
• Tall things are made to be climbed.
• You can fry anything if you try hard enough.
  *Rated G

RP Sample

Wind rushed down the corridor, tickling Alexandria's spine with a rush. Her ears pounded with blood; her breathing was as deep as the enigma that was Rexicorg. Sweat sprang up from every pore of her body, tickling the goosebumps with caresses of the cold evening air. The dry walls of stone beckoned for her to go ever deeper into the unknown.

The dimness of the the maze sought to swallow her in its bowels, to consume one of countless children that had neglected to remember each etching of stone, each bark of a tree, each little crack on the earth beneath.

Even after all of this, there would be times when the walls seemed to be a little tighter than usual, when the turns didn't fell all quite the same, when the tiles seemed to slump under a feather's touch.

That's why she had a staff in her hand. It, among everything else within the maze's walls, was the only real thing that maintained consistency in a place like Rexicorg. No sentry, no monster, not even the incline of the valley itself could be trusted; it was too steep to navigate, and its arms rose into canyon walls that forbade the stars from advising. Ironic that something as fickle and ever-changing as Nature could hold some semblance of stasis, isn't it?

When she stepped the thousand steps she could step, there came the soft whispers. Those were certainly new. Light cascaded along her backside, as though the sun was rising when it had yet to set.

*Pit pat pit pat pit pat*

The rush of feet on rain; a sound unheard of for Alexandria.

*Clop clop clop clop...

There, a trotting horse. A flash of gold, and the rider and its steed run out the corner of her eye.

*SSSssssshPAP!*

Alexandria straightened up in a flinch as her roommate almost slammed the window down to block the incoming rain. This afternoon was the second day the young girl was brought into the Academy, and already her ears had been constantly assaulted by the sounds of the bustling institution. Over her face, drops of the 6 o'clock sunlight bled their last hues of gold and crimson as the shadow of the rainfall stained the glass panes. The girl, then 12 years of age, winced as her brows were chafed by the dazzling array, but all at once her sight was scintillated by the goodwill and grace of the clouds.

"Oi, almost dinnertime! F'ya liked yesterday's grub, today'll be tons better. Come come!"

Standing right in front of her was the daughter of the cotton baron of the floating isles : Olivia Luxembourg.

Standing at 5'7, sporting carrot-orange hair and freckles aplenty on that fair complexion of hers, she could be seen to be anything but. And in fact, she behaved as if she really was anything but. Those lime-green eyes of her spoke volumes of tales and adventures she had miles above the Earth, but regardless of that and her lineage, she always insisted for Alexandria to call her Ollie.

Right, her roommate : Ollie. One would guess she lived in the country, and to an extent, that was true.

Her accent was fairly unique. Not everyone spoke it, but suppose one's entire life was spent in the company of constantly drunk uncles, fathers, and cousins mixed in with the pampered daughters of wealthy Imperium merchants, of course one would speak the vernacular well.

Alexandria flipped over her blankets, and hurriedly slipped on her leggings, skirt, blouse, and shoes. To fit the autumn season, this semester's uniforms were a dazzling array of browns, oranges, yellows, and scarlets. At least, for the first-years. The clothing was all too big for her anyways, so it was really a wonder at all that the tailor could fit an outfit onto a girl like Alexandria.

"'Ey, ya forgot your bed. At least cover the pillows!"

With a grunt, the 5-foot girl spun around and flapped the blankets once, before taking her ribbon out from underneath the pillow. One grab, a pull, and a tie...there, done!

"So...what do they serve at the Academy, usually?"

Her hands spread the cotton flat.

"Besides what you've had yesterday, they'll be bringing in tons of poultry! Last I heard, we had chickens, cornish hens, turkeys..."

Ollie twisted side to side, cracking her back as she was doing so.

"Goats? Do they serve goat meat?"

Ollie snapped hard, making one final crack.

"Goats? Um...not that I've 'eard of. That's a first outta anybody in the Academy."

The two girls moved closer to each other, and faced the door. Alexandria's arms wrapped around Ollie's left arm, and her entire body followed soon after.

"I know a good recipe..."

"And I'll be the judge o' that, Ms. Bastam! When you get old enough, ya outta teach me!"

The only imprint they left were the tussled beds and the door's slam.

And sea of students flooding in could not be trusted. Alexandria clung tighter to Olivia's sturdy, strong arm. She could trust her.

[Lucius Cypher]

Appearance:


Name: Syn Kor

Age: 27

Allegiance: Librarian

History: Syn's personal history is for her to know. What others would know however, is her skills: A well practiced Tome user, and more importantly an Tome Scribe. She is capable of creating Tomes for others, and has spent much of her life researching new ways to use and improve tomes. Syn isn't just limited to tomes, and has skills in various crafts. Herbalism, Armoring, Engineering, while she isn't a master she is certainly a tinkerer.

Currently, Syn is a professor at the Academy, her alliance with the Librarian a close secret. She serves mainly as a recruiter for the Librarian by convincing youths of the Librarian's ideals, though she also dabbles in spying and wet work. She also manufactures and produces equipment for those aligned with the Librarian, often through black market deals.

Personality: Syn can be a boisterous woman to deal with. Some may even call her barbaric. Ultimately Syn does what she pleases, which can be anything from anonymous charity to wonton violence. To her friends she's a generous person but often intrusive and coddling. To her enemies she's annoying and a menace. Syn has a code of honor, but at the same time loose morals. Keep your wits about you when you're around her, because Syn might not.

Tome: Pseudomonarchia Daemonum, "Demon Summoner"

A dark green tome with black pages, the Daemonum is effectively a tome of summoning. Each page contains a demon with a unique ability, some as simple as being big and strong, others who are actually multiple demons, and some with their own magical powers. Syn has yet to discover all of these demons, though she suspects that there are at least 50 or more. These demons, while not invincible, or functionally immortal: Killing them simply banishes them back to the world where they came, and Syn can summon them again after they have healed their wounds. She currently can only summon one type of demon at a time (With certain exceptions), though she suspects that she could summon multiple demons as she grows stronger.

Demons

Imps: The first demons Syn gained access to, stronger than an average man with sharp claws, piercing teeth, and horns. But while they have strength, they are not particularly intelligent without Syn's guidance. They're little more than savage beast on their own, though Syn can command them to do more complicated things, even if they themselves do not understand what they do. Syn can summon a total of 10 imps at a time, or she could summon 5 and one of her more powerful demons. However she cannot summon anymore imps or a different demon until she banishes all of them.

Bim: He appeared in the form of a Dragon with three heads, one like a Dog, one like a Gryphon, and one like a Man. Despite his monstrous appearance, she speaks with a high but attractive voice. Bim can call upon the spirits of the dead to him and use them as he wishes, either to raise undead or for a powerful attack.

Eligos: Despite being a demon, Eligos looks like a fairly noble knight, armed in full plate and a lance. His lance has his flag hanging below the blade, but also wrapped around the shaft of the lance is a serpent that lashes out and grabs onto enemies who are pierced by the lance. Eligos is Syn's go-to demon for heavy combat and protection when her imps won't be enough. Eligos's strength and endurance is greater than what a mortal person could achieve without magic, though his armor and lack of a mount makes him somewhat slow. Has very sharp senses and can detect the presence of magic when it's being used.

Additionally, Syn can transform her Tome into a staff, which she often does for the sake of convenience. She can make the staff change it's size and length, from a giant pole to a small rod.

Other: Aside from her duties as a teacher and secret job as an agent of the Librarian, Syn owns a workshop where she and her students may practice magic or craft items. Syn herself has commissioned work for the Imperium before and is in decent standing, though she isn't a major provider.

[Flood]

Name: Chen Chideta

Age: 22

Allegiance: The Librarian

Personality: Chen is arrogant, cynical, and judgemental. That's what one would say when first meeting him anyways. What he really is, is way too logical. Emotion doesn't come easily for him, he instead judges all situations off of pure logic and what's better for him or the situation. He doesn't understand emotion well either, leaving him confused in complex social situations. He's very awkward in conversation, sometimes just walking away in the middle of a sentence because he thinks he has something better to do. Because of this behavior he doesn't have many friends, which bothers him occasionally. In the end, he does what he believes to be good and righteous. Statistically speaking.

Winters Touch

Chen's tome takes the form of a blue pin on his hoodie in the shape of a blue snowflake. When he taps it, it activates and expands into a snowflake shaped shield. His first power allows him to create ice and form it however he chooses. His second ability allows him to telekinetically control ice with ease. He thrives in cold environments and at his maximum power can freeze people solid and shatter them. This only works in the absolute coldest environments as his power is affected by heat. In hot environments he is left with only his shield and a backup dagger he hides in his sleeve.

[MarsAdept]

Appearance

Name: Victoria Elizabeth Andrews

Age: 23

Allegiance: Imperium: Judicial Branch

History: Victoria was born to a merchant family that always moved from town to town chasing profitable markets, The family basically lived out of a large wagon and slept along the sides of the road. Victoria learned from an early age not to get attached to things as they would never stay around long. The family would never stay in a single town long and everything was for sale for the right price. She was a only child so the only constant companionship she had were her mother and father. It goes without saying, Victoria did her part in helping the family business.

When Victoria entered her early teens, her parents surprised her. While on a rare trip to the Capital city of Infinitum, her parents enrolled her in a boarding school. They had saved enough money on their travels to ensure she could get a formal education. With a parting blessing, her parents left her. Their last words were for her to find a path in life that was better than theirs. Victoria never saw her parents again. Sadly they were killed some time later when they had been caught by bandits near the desert of Exilia and were killed. She visits their roadside grave whenever she makes it out that way.

Victoria took to her studies after her parents left her. It took some adjusting to staying in one place, but eventually she became a shining star. She excelled at the physical sports and use of tomes. Actual book smarts were more troublesome though. Eventually, she found that formal classes where her undoing. Forsaking her teacher's lectures, she would use class to study and learn the material herself. She would sit in the back of class and just read by herself. The teachers would get on her for not participating, but they could not fault her on her knowledge of the subject at hand.

Upon graduating the academy, Victoria turned not to the merchant profession of her parents nor the pursuit of further knowledge. She turned to the Imperium. Some of she friends thought she was crazy but she enlisted with the Judicial branch. She needed the structure of the division. She craved work that would be fulfilling. She wanted to look back at the end of the day and see she made a difference, a real difference, and a lasting distance. This branch more than any other could help her achieve her desire.

Personality: Victoria is a quiet soul who can be easily found skirting around the edges of a crowd. While she is fully able to be the life of a party, she elects to be stand offish. It helps her observe. She tries her best to be an observer and on the outside looking in. This way her emotions do not get the best of her. People often see her as cold, unfeeling, and often robotic. This is actually how she likes it because She is passionate, hard working, and caring. She has an overwhelming sense of duty, honor, and believes in justice for all.

Victoria is passionate when it comes to order and structure. Law most apply to all, or they have no value. She will uphold the law for only then can the common man and lowers begger have justice. She however is... efficient, when it comes to correcting a break in the law or dealing with lawbreakers. Some have called her combat skills brutal. Some have called it savage. Some say cruel. However, she gets the job down and her superiors have come to rely on her skills. She may be cruel, brutal, savage and other things when dealing with criminals, but she does have mercy. She have never been in a situation where she has used excessive or disproportional force.

Tome (Color and Abilities):
Victoria's tome manifests as a black locket. She were in on a silver chain around her neck. The outside of the locket is etched the sun on one side and the crescent moon on the other side. On the inside there is nothing. No pictures of family, friends, nor loved ones.

Despite the appearance of her tome, it actually has little to do with sun or moon. The tome gives Victoria control of the earth beneath her. She can manipulate earth, stone, and even metals that have not been refined as she wills. She can create earthquakes, levitate and hurl boulders, and use it to protect her against attacks. She unfortunately needs to be in contact with the ground in order to control the earth. She cannot manipulate rocks if they are thrown at her nor if can she manipulate some rock that is floating in the air without touching it first.

Other: Victoria holds her ideals above all. Law and order are to be upheld for the sake of being upheld. Virtues exist to be virtuous. That being said, she will not tolerate those who reject such things, especially if they are apart of the Imperium.

Theme Song