[CHAR] Finding the Pray

[VerusEbullio]

Tuz

Name: Tuz "Flare" Vandora

Appearance: Tuz has bright red hair that she wears loose and reaching half way down her back. She has olive skin with many scars on her arms and upper torso. With a slender figure and only standing at 5"3' she is smaller than most women. She has a radiant pair of orange eyes that is flecked with gold. With feathers the color of fire around the nape of her neck, ankles, and a few around her wrists. Tuz has petite facial figures which make her eyes look bigger. She wears a white dress that drapes down to her knee, black boots, and a white cape with a red flame on the shoulder.

In her phoenix form she is a massive flame colored bird with a long bulky beak; sharp talons and sparks fly when she flies.

Age:21

Species: Phoenix

Country of Origin: Her parents immigrated to Inculto from The Ash. She herself was born in the desert sands of Inculto

Weapons: She possesses a great deal of fire magic, from manifestation to control. However, at her age if can get unstable easily and takes a lot of physical energy to maintain. A brown belt carrying varies herbs and potions dangles off her hip, although with a steel dagger and a single-edged sword.

Likes: Heat, sweets, display of magical abilities, and sleep

Dislikes: Cold, hand-to-hand combat, and humans

History: With parents from The Ash, the stories that Tuz grew up with were things of nightmares. With tales of lava monsters and dragons that guarded treasures from before the war time, it was no wonder the girl grew up scared of traveling. Her parents were nothing short of paranoid and they pushed these tendencies onto their only daughter. With most of her childhood years spent with only her parents and the food they brought home, Tuz never truly learned how to interact with people, and thus doesn't always know how to reaction properly to certain situations.

She was an orphan by the age of 14. At that time her family was living in a small ruin rear the border of Terra. a group of hunters had come by to collect all they could to sell, or eat, as they traveled through the world looking for The Pray. Tuz's parents were returning from a hunt of their own when both massive birds landed arrows through their bodies, dying on the spot. Hiding in the back of the dim cave the young girl witnessed the humans come into her home and drag her parents bodies away. It wasn't long before the humans found her in the corner and took her captive.

She had her wrists and ankles tied down so that she couldn't transform and fly away. It would be three years before she would manage to escape, with the help of a man who had saw her display of fire and presented his own. He told her of the Pray and the two traveled together for many years. It wasn't until a sand storm had separated them that she was ever truly alone in this world. Through all this she knows that the Pray is the place she wants to be, and she wants to be there with someone she cares about, maybe she'll even find the man that saved her life there.

[akirashadow]

Akira

Name: Akira Shadow 'Peace Hunter'

Appearance: Akira Shadow is a Caucasian male, standing at 6'6" tall. With a slight muscular build he wears studded leather armour which protect his chest and abdomen over the top of a plain blue long sleeve shirt. He wears leather armoured trousers, and black boots coated is dust and dirt from his time on the field.

The sections of armour has slight evidence of past battles where botched repair work has been carried out to close the tears in the armour, patched by any leather that Akira has managed to get his hands on. Granted its appearance wouldn't win any prizes, but at least it'd get the job done in protecting its wearer. A belt at his waist holds the sheath and wire for Akira's Sword and crossbow (See weapons).

His facial appearance is surprisingly scar free, despite his chosen profession. He has brown eyes with a slight touch of red toward the pupils (a result of using blood magic), his hair is long and crudely tied back into a ponytail, black in colour it's evident that it's not greatly cared for, and is sometimes messy in appearance.

Age: 22

Species: Human

Country of Origin: Anamata

Weapons:
The first and mainly used weapon of Akira's is a dual blade. The weapon was specially designed by himself and a few fellow hunters in order to optimize his battle prowess. When weilded effectively it can be used to battle two targets simultaneously, or one target with swift parry/follow ups. The grip has a locking hinge joint, which when released means the weapon can be used as a two bladed long sword. This offers no particular benefit other than adding extra weight to the swing. The weapon is sheathed at the Hunters left side, always sheathed in its longsword form. Both blades of the weapon have the words Demon Hunter etched into the them, the areas of the etchings are kept finely polished making it easy to make out from anyone examining the weapon.

For less personal, or aerial confrontation Akira favours a crossbow. When unused this is often found hanging at the Hunters right side via a wire. It is often kept loaded making it more of defensive item when first readied than an open opportunity for a enemy to attack.

Lastly, Akira is a careful user of the often frowned upon, blood magic. Blood magic, used by those unable to channel mana, mainly due to lack of aptitude are often battle enhancing spells. Its use can hasten or strengthen the casters attacks or even act as a pain negator, similar to an adrenaline rush or battle rage. However Akira keeps close tabs on it due to the common eventuality of turning the caster insane, through a strange addiction to its use.

Likes: (May add more as the RP progresses)
Cashing in Bounties
Combat training / sparing
Exploration / adventuring
Finding pre-war / wartime relics

Dislikes: (May add more as the RP progresses)
Hunters of 'Neutrals'
Winged demons
'Lost' Blood Mages
Unnecessary confrontation (Bandits etc.)

History: Akira Shadow, a man who wasn't born into the Hunters, though destined to become one. Akira was brought up in his early years by his parents, who tried to raise him in the way of their ancestors, respecting all creatures and only seeking hard to those creatures that deserved it. Despite this, and almost hipocritical of his parents, they made regular and particularly large donations to the Demon Hunting Guilds. But no action can be made without consequences, before the boy had seen 10 Summers pass his parents home was raided by several winged demons. Although hunters were swift on the demons trails, the demons had wasted little time in offing Akira's parents, only retreating when the hunters had arrived.

Unable to leave the boy an orphan Akira was brought into the Demon Hunters Guilds care. It was there that Akira would continue to grow and be moulded into one of their own, trading completion of chores for a roof over his head. As the boy aged the chores & lessons became more appropriate for his future trade. Gone were the days of cleaning the grounds, making way for armour and weapon crafting and maintenance, along with lessons on different breeds of demons, their strengths and their weaknesses. From his eighteenth birthday Akira had been officially recognised as a hunter, although his first hunt was a menial one given to him purely out of favouritism. The Hunter would slowly grow in skill over the next few years as he'd be sent on more and more hunts for demons. Though Akira would sometimes find him questioning the reasons, the reasons why certain demons were even considered marks. The ugly reality was starting to loom that whether its intentions were good or bad the Guild would sentence all demons to die.

It was shortly after he turned twenty that the Guild would split, as Akira shared a proposal with those he felt he could trust. Just like his ancestors before him, even a demons life deserved respect until such a time that it displayed unworthy of that trust. Henceforth the appropriately dubbed 'Peace Hunters' came about. More like bounty hunters, these guild members only hunted for demons known to have done wrong and had no quarrel with aiding demons being hunted merely for sport. Over the next two years the word of the Peace Hunters would grow and along with it the town bounties posted for their completion.

[Kidd]

Kali

Name: Kaliyanei, Kali

Appearance:
As a fox, Kali is small with off white fur that will shine various shades of blue, purple, pink, and yellow as the light changes: she looks like an opal given life. Her eyes are a bright purple, though shining foxettes can have almost any color eyes.

As a human, Kali can look however she pleases. However, she's prone to appear dark in skin with almond shaped eyes--still purple, as that is the one feature shining foxettes cannot change. Slim, but of average height for a woman in build. Her hair is dark in color and usually falls no further than her shoulders. As for clothes, she changes depending on where she is or what she can get her paws on. She never appears to be any older than 25 nor younger than 20.

Age: 1,500

Species: Shining Foxette
Shining foxettes are rare and mystical fox-like creatures similar to Eastern myths of Kitsune. They're smaller than the well known red fox and tend to rival only house cats in size. They're not necessarily immortal, but they cannot die of old age and they usually have powers of illusion. Those who know about them are tempted to hunt them for their beautiful fur, which is a gorgeous, shining opalescent. It also has healing properties, and wearing it will protect you for death. Under a full moon, they can take on a human form. Should a shining foxette find true love (aka get laid lmao) under a full moon, they becomes capable of taking human form whenever they please. Upon death, a shining foxette will change back into its fox form.

Country of Origin: Anamata

Abilities: Kali can cause you to see or hear anything she wants you too, and these are the easiest senses affect. However, only older foxettes are able to affect your taste, feeling, and sense of smell as well. It would be easier for her to learn with someone to guide her, which is partly why she's hoping to find other foxettes in the Pray. Also, once you break the illusion for yourself--for example, by realizing you can't touch what she's making you see--it will be extremely difficult for her to get into your head again. Older creatures are less susecptible to illusions, especially if they have had run-ins with other foxettes.

Likes: People--particularly women--despite the war she lived through, silk, the color blue

Dislikes: Hunters, war, weapons

History: The first five hundred years of her life was lived as a fox, safe in Anamata. Then, the war started. Foxettes were being hunted for their fur's healing properties to help in the war. Her species was hunted to near extinction and only foxettes that could willingingly take human form were safe.

One night, a human woman stumbled into Kali's territory--injured and fearful. Kali was afraid at first--humans and humanoids have been causing nothing but harm to her species--but she managed to relax when the woman was clearly too weak and unaware to hunt. Compassionate, Kali brought the woman fruits and showed her where to find water. As she did, the woman told the fox of her trials: her village had been ravaged by war, and she was one of few to escape--not unscathed, unfortunately.

The woman remained in the forest as she healed and Kali watched over her, protecting her from other creatures and hiding her with her magic when unfriendly humans passed. And when the full moon came around, Kali took on human form to finally converse freely with the woman. The two would then begin travelling together to stay out of the war and every full moon, Kali would become human and the two grew very close. Needless to say, they fell in love and--one night--Kali was able to remain human even after the full moon had set.

The woman eventually grew old and died, but Kali had been given the gift to walk freely among her kind. It was bittersweet.