[CHAR] Scattered Shades: Arcadia Chronicles

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Characters of Importance

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Sydney Duvell

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First Name: Sydney
Last Name: Duvell
Age: 34
Sex: Male
Home Nation: Arcadia
Appearance: Standing 5'6'' and weighing in at 130 lb's, Sydney is not a man of tall stature. His build is very slim, but one wouldn't notice past the gaudy purple robes that he wears whenever he is in public. Sydney's hair is bleach blonde, and rather long, passing his shoulders entirely. His facial features are smooth, giving him a pointed chin, glossy lips and a pair of thin, menacing eyes.
Personality: Sydney is refined, but impatient. Unlike many others who hold positions of power, he can be very rash in making his decisions, and often acts on his own selfish desires, while maintaining a facade of professionalism to hide his true intentions. When speaking, he often interrupts others, and speaks as if his word is law. The power of becoming the head of the CMAS has definitely gone to his head.
Occupation: Head of the CMAS

- - - - Survey Initiative Characters

Yvette Eridal

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First Name: Yvette
Last Name: Eridal
Age: 32
Sex: Female
Home Nation: Arcadia
Appearance: Yvette is a fairly tall, bright-skinned woman standing at about 5'8'' and weighs in at a lean 155 lbs. Her body type is very muscular, but it would be hard to notice as she often coats herself in a unique uniform that signifies her as the leader of Survey Group Alpha. The uniform consists of a pair of black slacks, a thick, but flexible blue overcoat with a single silver eyes embedded over the right breast, and a black undershirt. Her bust is medium, but her other curves do not stand out very much. Her hair is a couple inches long, dyed completely red, and messy in appearance. Most Yvette's facial features are very rough, but hey eyes stand out with a strong shade of green, and a very elegant shaping. Her mouth is plump, but her nose is crooked, with a visible scar running down the bridge length-wise.
Personality: Yvette is very stern, and to-the-point at nearly all times of the day. She responds to all inquiries curtly, and shrugs off most insults, showing little regard for any who disrespect her. It's very rare to see Yvette express any form of anger, but when she does, she speaks very erratically and makes herself look like a fool. At rest, Yvette tries her best to be courteous without seeming like a weak-willed civilian, retaining her stern composure, even around other civilians and family.
Occupation: Head of Survey Group Alpha

Brian Tormal

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First Name: Brian
Last Name: Tormal
Age: 24
Sex: Male
Home Nation: Arcadia
Appearance: Brian is a very frail looking tan-skinned young man standing only 5'6'' tall and weighing in at a measily 135 lbs. His uniform matches that of Yvette's but the top coat lacks much of Yvette's luster, and the eye over the right breast is made of copper. Brian's facial features are very mundane, aside from his almost black iris' and his messy bright orange hair.
Personality: Brian is a coward, short and simple, but a kind coward nonetheless. He places a lot of value in maintaining the happiness of his friends, family, and civilians of Arcadia. Hell, he'd prefer everyone was smiling, unless they have an aura of negative consequence about them. Brian is incapable of any sort of rude gesture, even when backed against the wall, making him relatively worthless in combat. He is however, particularly intelligent, and prides himself on his arcane knowledge as a scientist within the CMAS.
Occupation: Detection Soldier: Survey Group Alpha

- - - - Popular Divers

Luke Juuno

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First Name: Lucas
Last Name: Juuno
Age: 26
Sex: Male
Home Nation: Unknown
Appearance: Luke stand about 5'8'' and weight around 150 lbs. He puts most of his body on display rather willingly, wearing a pair of shorts, and a vest that is clearly far too small for his upper body, letting his abs breath for the world to see. His face is very rugged, covered predominantly with a thin layer of facial hair, and framed by his short, brown bangs. His eyes are a very light shade of green, and he has a thin nose that looks like it's way too small for his thick, bony face. Luke has a very large scar over his heart as well.
Personality: Light-hearted and eager to make people smile, Luke comes off as everyone's best friend. Nobody could hate him! Except for when he tries his best to sound intelligent. 'Smart' or 'Professional' are the last words anyone would use to describe him. Although he's lovable, and has a good heart, Luke is a moron, and often doesn't think before he speaks. A free spirit who prefers chaos to order, really.
Occupation: Self proclaimed head of the Divers.

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---CMAS---

Arch Mage Sulfrax Lauchlin

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First Name: Sulfrax
Last Name: Lauchlin
Age: 37 (Physically 26)
Sex: Male
Home Nation: Hyznia
Appearance:
Sulfrax is a somewhat short individual for a man, standing at 5'7" and weighing only about 110lb. His skin is very pale, with bright silver eyes, and a very recognizable bright magenta hair, kept somewhat short, barely covering his ears and the back of his neck, with hardly any bangs covering his forehead. His garb is very traditional of a mage, especially from Hyznia. He's commonly seen in a deep, deep blue hooded robe, almost black, and somewhat oversized for him, with the hood hanging slightly over his eyes and the base occasionally dragging along the ground. His arms and legs are covered up past the elbows and over the knees in leather straps, adorned with several arcane runes, although his sleeves hang past his hands usually, so it isn't always apparent. Regardless of this, he is a well-recognized presence across all of the Nations, a powerful Arch Mage responsible in the ability to create the arcane node being used for the survey and expansion projects.

Personality: "If you want to chase dreams, then go back to sleep. If you want to achieve ambitions, then get back to work."
Sulfrax is extremely detached and calculative. His only ambitions at this point seem to be towards furthering the knowledge of the arcane, and towards enhancing his already infamous magical prowess. While he is more widely known as a brilliant mind and an example for those with ambitions of power and knowledge, over the past several years he has gradually faded from the public eye, his known deeds rarely mentioned, and himself becoming more of a recluse, both politically and personally. His mental stability is often called into check, and his continued study of the arcane has gone from diligent to obsessive. He will change both moral views and objectives seemingly at a whim, as long as they meet the criteria of benefiting himself, or arcane knowledge as a whole.

History:Sulfrax was a well-respected and famous Arch Mage, directly responsible for the ability to create a synthetic arcane node. Ten years prior, Arcadia announced it's creation of a functioning synthetic arcane node. At this same time, the famous arch mage became infamous. He was taken off of development teams, slowly stripped of authority, and fell from the public eye, at a pace that garnered questions from very few. None are sure why this has happened, but regardless, Sulfrax's impact on the magical community over the years remains. Any proper scholar or even ranked mage would know him at a moment's notice, for none could contain the books that should be written.

Occupation: CMAS Arch Mage (on suspension), Former head of the S-S Project, former Hyznian scholar.

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Primary Focus: Arcane

Magical Capabilities: Being a (former) Arch Mage of his talent, his mastery of the arcane is well-renowned, and properly feared. His repertoire is vast, consisting of elemental, mental, and physical manipulation on a grand scale, all while using his arcane network to pinpoint efficiency. Rumors since his fall from the public eye have been shifty, stating that he must have lost power...or has only been gaining more without government distractions.

Body Modifications: Apparently none.

Weapons and Equipment: A small satchel beneath his robe carries a notebook, where he keeps notes for future archiving, as well as a roll of spare leather wrappings. The leather bindings on his arms and legs must have some arcane property, but it is not apparent what.

Specialties: Sulfrax has studied the arcane to the (apparent) point of madness. Only the ridiculously obscure and obscene in the realm of magic would surprise him. Being a magic-happy recluse doesn't exactly do wonders for the physical body though; he's quite weak.

Mina Neve

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First Name: Mina
Last Name: Neve
Age: 28
Sex: Female
Home Nation: Arcadia
Appearance: Mina stands at about 5'5" (165cm), and weighs about 123lb (56kg). Her body is slender but womanly, with a gentle curvature, long legs, fair skin, and long, crimson-red hair reaching to the small of her back. Her face shares the slim-but-elegant attractiveness of the rest of her, all centered around bright golden-colored eyes behind thick lashes. She has a varied wardrobe, ranging from long, elegant dresses, to simple skirts and sweaters, to business suits, to ornate traditional magi robes. She is no stranger to make-up or jewelry, accenting her features with lipstick, eye shadow, polished nails, and a different pair of matching rings and earrings for every occasion. She doesn't usually tie her hair back, but when she does, a small tattoo of a sun can be seen on the back of her neck.
Personality: Mina is charming, charismatic, and attractive, and she has used all of this, alongside her incredible magical talents, to make reaching the top of the ladder of power very easy, and she enjoys a seat as one of Sydney's most valuable assets.
History: Currently undisclosed.
Occupation: Archmage; Head Councilwoman of Magic

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Primary Focus: Arcane
Magical Capabilities: Mina is regarded as one of the most proficient magi around, despite her narrow repertoire; while her only offensive potency lies in elemental pyrokinesis, it has been refined to a terrifying degree. Far more unique however, and the linchpin to her guaranteed success, is her prowess in long-distance telepathy...
Body Modifications: Not even a boob job.
Weapons and Equipment: Mina keeps an enchanted string of red ribbon, roughly five feet long, wrapped around her waist, used to help channel her magic.
Specialties: Telepath, dancer, undisclosed.

Faehran Lunaweave

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First Name: Faehran
Last Name: Lunaweave
Age: 24
Sex: Female
Home Nation: Illon
Appearance: (picture only partially accurate)
Faehran stands at an unusually tall 6'2"(188cm) and weighs about 170lb(77kg). She has is fairly muscular despite her voluptuous frame, clearly getting in plenty more exercise than most magi from the other Nations, more comparable to a long-term Diver's build. Her hair is long, straight, and raven black, and her eyes are a dim yellow-green. Her face has a strong bone structure, and in terms of figure alone, she strikes somewhere between very attractive and very intimidating. She definitely leans towards the latter though, with red eye shadow deep enough to look like blood, a tattoo of a crow's foot about the size of her fist below her collarbone, and several scars along her forearms. She wears a black short-sleeved leather coat, open in the front to expose her tattoo and tattered in the back, reaching just above the backs of her knees. Her stomach, lower breasts, and arms to just above the elbow are covered in dark grey cloth wraps. Below, her pants are a brighter grey leather, with shin-length boots of the same color. Her wrists and ankles are adorned with metal bands that almost look like shackles, and a red cord around her waist holds several thin metal containers below her coat. A white armband with CMAS stitched on is lazily strapped around her upper left sleeve, presumably last-minute.
Personality: Faehran is a bit hard to pin down; she is an Illon ideal in her appearance, tall strong and intimidating. Her eyes always appear cold, and her reactions halfhearted, which easily puts people off. The worst part is that she never seems to talk. Ever. Luckily, most questions a soldier is asked are answered with a simple yes or no, so nodding and shaking her head seems to work just fine.
History: Faehran has no public notoriety or work history to speak of. It seems like she was simply dragged out of somewhere in Illon and slapped on the Survey Team 1, and nobody who doesn't need to know, doesn't know.
Occupation: CMAS Soldier

Drama Knife Nicolas

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First Name: Nicolas
Last Name: Styx
Age: 17
Sex: Male
Home Nation: Unknown
Appearance:
Nicolas stands at about 5'5"(165cm) and weighs around 106lb(46kg). His build is wiry and thin, with very tan skin, but the rest of his appearance is covered by his ensemble of clothing. His attire varies frequently in color, but the articles themselves tend to stay the same types; a light breastplate, hooded cloak, shin high greaves, long gloves, and decorated cloth tunic and leggings. Currently, for work purposes, his metal breastplate has a stylized CMAS emblem engraved upon it. He carries three different carved wooden drama masks with him, one for happiness, sadness, and anger; a thin black gauze prevents his eyes or mouth from being seen beneath. He wields a pair of long daggers, both of them decorated with gold-and-silver paint, and handles wrapped in blue ribbon.
Personality: Nicolas is a self-proclaimed entertainer, quick to crack a crude joke, snide remark, or sarcastic compliment. He has a habit of breaking into a short skit to add flavor to a conversation, and loves being near the center of attention. Despite how annoying all of this may seem, he's remarkably easy to get along with, good at holding lighthearted conversations and lifting the moods around him. However, if tensions rise too high, he can lose composure, having difficulty handling sensitive issues. Playing the game of life and death isn't nearly as fun if nobody's having a good time, after all.
History: Wherever he came from originally, the "Drama Knife" found himself making cuts across No-Man's Land, remarked by many as one of the fastest-developing combatants out there. He discovered his talents for thievery, charisma, and wit at a young age, and he exploited them to become one of the stragest and most prodigal Divers out there. Growing into a masked blade-for-hire, several rumors spread about his talents as a true rogue of the wastes, and he was paid well to end rivalries and restore riches to those who had been wronged, without a shred of proof left behind to prove him guilty. Which begs to ask if he started his own rumors, just to put himself in a greater spotlight?
Occupation: Junker

---Divers---

Alvios Maeti

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First Name: Alvios
Last Name: Maeti
Age: 25
Sex: Male
Home Nation: Arcadia (prefers to say Diver's Paradise)
Appearance: Alvios stands at about 6'0", weighing at around 160lb with a tight, muscular frame. His hair is mid-length and usually only casually kept, with his bangs reaching just above his eyes, and the length ending just above the base of his neck. He's usually seen with a dark purple bowler hat with a color-matching trench coat, undone at the front to reveal a red shirt beneath, black jeans, and short grey leather boots. His skin is lightly tanned from his days out in No-man's-land, and his eyes are a bright blue.

Personality: Alvios is a kindhearted, modest man, spending most of his time making sure everything going on around Diver's Paradise is kept fair and safe. Despite the amount of work he puts into this; managing supplies, codes of conduct, and solving group disputes, he still manages to come across as more of a personal friend than an authoritative figure. Being one of the founding members of Diver's Paradise, he holds the belief that Divers are a community built upon freedom, but a community nonetheless, and should work together to make the no-man's-land as much of a haven as it is an adventure.

History: Luke's best friend, he has been a Diver alongside him for years upon years now. They founded Diver's Paradise together, and has been helping any Divers he comes across since.

Occupation: Diver

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Primary Focus: Ki

Magical Capabilities: Alvios is one of the most potent Divers out there, and is a master of manipulating the inner energies of Ki, giving him vastly improved strength, stamina, and durability. However, his greatest achievement in this art is his ability to manipulate his Ki outside of his body to more degree than just a raw force. Due to this, most people confuse it with magic, and Alvios doesn't bother to correct them; the element of surprise, after all.

- Ki Healing: Alvios can project his own Ki to overstimulate anothers' Ki in a specific area, and manipulate the body's natural regeneration to an insane degree, to close wounds, mend bones, and even repair organs. However, this does have its limits, and is impractical in combat outside of minor injuries. Intensive damage would still require time to heal, and the patient would still need time to recover.

- Ki Wave: Alvios focuses a massive amount of Ki (usually through his sword, but can be done with a hand or foot) into an arc of raw energy. The blast is fast and violently powerful, and certainly enough to tear through the common foe. However, since Ki is an internal energy, doing this is strenuous, and too much use can be taxing on himself.

Body Modifications: None

Weapons and Equipment: The inside of Alvios' coat contains several pockets with salves, herbs, bandages, elixirs, scalpels, and other things needed for cleaning a wound before healing, or to help fight off infections, illnesses, and venom.

Templar's Blade:
A blade found during his early years of Diving, Alvios has taken a liking to it, and keeps it with him at all times. He has magically reinforced the weapon over the years, making it far more potent and durable than a regular blade.

Specialties: Helps organize and mediate Diver's Paradise, vast medical knowledge, swordplay, basic martial arts.

[Jensoman]

Jenso

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First Name: Jenso
Age: 22
Sex: Male
Home Nation: Arcadia
Appearance:

Personality: He is a cheerful and nice person. He enjoys adventure and some combat along the way. He will do his best to protect those he cares about. He isn't one to start fights, but certainly would never back down from one. He respects strong opponents. He tends to be somewhat careless and hold back when entering combat with a new foe however, which could end up badly for him. He only gets serious when he really needs too. He is usually not one to kill, but will do so if absolutely nessecary.
History: Jenso had always been told within Arcadia that Divers were the scum of society, as they would venture into the lands beyond recklessly. He was always fascinated by them, however, wanting to discover what was within these large unexplored lands. He is intrigued by all the things that can be found. If he were to find a powerful relic or certain info, he would make sure it would not end up with the wrong person.

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Primary Focus: Ki
Magical Capabilities:
- Due to the high Ki within his body, he has super strength and high durability.
-Flame creation and manipulation.
- He is able to absorb any flame attacks with his palms. He can absorb flames from all over his body, but only those that he creates from his own arcane network. Besides this, he can still be hurt by any flame attacks, as flames that are not part of his arcane network can still burn him.
- Fire Solidification. Able to use flames to make a flame hammer that inflicts both physical and burning damage. The handle would be 122 centimeters, the hammerhead's height would be 51 cm and the length would be 75 cm. The hammer would essentially have the durability that a steel hammer would have. It's also light as a feather, due to being made out of flames.
Weapons and Equipment: Plenty of bandages, and a backpack of basic supplies.
Specialties: Basic martial arts.

[Blue Demon]

Ebenezer

_{Just because you can't see them, doesn't mean I'm crazy}

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First Name: Ebenezer
Last Name: N/A
Age: Varies between 28-36 depending on whom he's talking to
Sex: Male
Home Nation: Wont say.

Appearance: Ebenezer is six foot tall. He has medium length brown hair and a beard-mustache combo that is neatly kept. He has dark green eyes, nearly black. He has fair skin from spending lots of time indoors. He typically dressed in a suit or work casual. He always wears long sleeves, gloves, and a scarf to cover as much skin as possible. Under the clothes are carved symbols in his skin. Most appear to be nonsense, but others are arcane symbols found in the uncharted places in the world.

Scars

In addition to some of the symbols used in Demonology he has symbols that match some of these:

These symbols have been found elsewhere in the world after Ebenezer found them on his body.
There are also other symbols that appear to be just nonsense, such as squiggly lines:

Personality: Most people say Ebenezer is crazy. Despite his sane appearance he has been known to mumble to himself about demons and to talk to nothing. He is a very secretive person and tends to lie a lot. Each time he tells a story it changes just a little. The common opinion is that nothing he says it true. Which leads into his paranoia, he claims Demons are after him. He also claims he has a Demon enslaved to his will that travels with him. Of course no one has ever seen it. Despite this Ebenezer is a very likable man. He's witty and pleasant conversationalist.

History: Each story he tells of his past changes. But a few details do always remain the same in every telling. It always starts with death and demons.

When I was young, just a little boy, my family was killed by demons. They came during the night. I still remember hearing my parents scream. I shared a room with my brother, despite the fact my parents were extremely wealthy. When the screaming started I panicked, crawled under my bed and hid.

My brother was always braver than I. He as three years older than me and my protector. He didn't hide as I did, despite my please for him not to go. When he left the room I cried, even as my parents stopped screaming. The silence afterwards was oppressive. I nearly almost wished for the screaming to come back. It must have given my brother pause too for he lingered at the door.

After what seemed like an eternity I could finally hear his foot steps tread down the hallway, bare feet on wood. I hid my head in my arms and wept for my brother, sure that he would die.

The silence stretched, then I too heard him scream. Thankfully his was short lived. I huddled even further under my bed when I heard a strange noise. It wasn't the sound of feet, or boots. It was a strange scratching noise and the sound of something heavy being dragged. I didn't dare look, couldn't, for I was frozen in fear as the noise grew closer and closer to my bedroom door.

I prayed, for the first time in my life, that I might be spared.

It must have worked for the thing snuffed at my door before moving onto my sister's room. I don't remember them screaming, nor the rest of the night. When the servants rose to get the house ready in the morn, they discovered my family. And the blood. It took them two days to even realize I had hid in my room and was still alive...

From there the story would go on to explain how he got started on his path to being a demonologist. Some tales recount how he ventured into the unknown and lived there, learning secrets from the land itself. Other telling told the story of him learning under a wealthy eccentric who had studied Demons before him. He also tells people that the demons gave him his scars that he has carved all over his body.

Whatever the case, he ended up in Arcadia, studying in a very prestigious university, which was also funding his trip into the unknown.

Occupation: Demonologist/ Scholar/ Explorer
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Primary Focus: Demonology
Magical Capabilities: None. Through Demonology rituals he is able to summon demons and control them. He is only able to converse with Imp readily. If there is a Class A demon running about, Ebenezer could understand and communicate, but it'd probably kill everyone before the first word was out of his mouth.
Body Modifications: None, unless you count the scars
Imp: Imp is a summon demon that is invisible and intangible to everyone but Ebenezer. Imp is the size of a cat. Ebenezer has never given the same description of Imp twice, but he always includes the fact that it has furry ears and claws. Imp is a permanent summon, and thus must be within a few feet of Ebenezer at all times.
Weapons and Equipment: Four tomes on Demonology, a chest full of arcane supplies for Demonology (Summoning, slaying, etc) Longsword, twin pistols. His Demon Imp companion.
Specialties: Demonology, University schooling, and backing.

The Real Story?

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First Name: Lloyd
Last Name: Maginn
Age: 37
Home Nation: Illon Republic

History: Lloyd was the youngest child of poor parents. He was five when his father killed his mother and then himself. His older brother was twelve and subsequently went mad. He drowned himself in the tub after they were taken in my their aunt. His older sisters had been off at school and as far as Lloyd ever heard married up the ladder into advantageous unions. Lloyd himself went a little crazy too.

He began carving symbols into his skin with whatever he could find. His aunt eventually didn't care when he ran away, relieved to be done with the troubling boy.

Lloyd ended up on the streets where he cemented the idea of demons. On the streets is where he "summoned" up the Imp that still travels with him. When he reached his middle teen years, he came under the attention of the Council of Magic and Arcane Science for spreading rumors of Demons. At first the CMAS thought him mad. However as they caught him once and studied his markings that changed. Some of the markings were pure nonsense. However some of them could be found elsewhere in the world, in the uncharted places, origins unknown. It was possible Lloyd had seen them before, but they were perfect scale replicas.

Doubt crept into the minds of the Arch Mages that maybe Lloyd wasn't mad. However Lloyd slipped their grasp and escaped before they could truly determine his sanity. He reappeared as a young man in the capital studying at the most prestigious university. However, due to his backing by the school and a wealthy noble, the CMAS watched Lloyd, now going by Ebenezer quietly.

Lloyd's paranoid seems to stem from the CMAS and their diligence and watching him. After all, he is actually being followed.

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Primary Focus: Never practiced.
Magical Capabilities: It's possible Lloyd has a innate ability to use either Ki or Arcane abilities. Or he just might be insane. It's hard to say because he knows some things he shouldn't know. For example, sometime he says he sent Imp to look at something, and knows what a (chart/book/something) might say, having never seen it. Other times he's just plain wrong. Sometimes he also can predict an event that will happen, but more often he's wrong. Just coincidence?

[FateWeaver]

Alexander

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First Name: Alexander
Last Name: Valerian
Age: 27
Sex: Male
Home Nation: Teknoh
Occupation: Diver

Appearance: Standing at 5'10", Alexander weighs in around 170lbs. His eyes are deep gray in color, though they grow lighter until becoming silver as his Reactive Ki ability takes effect. Brown hair falls to his shoulder blades, framing sharp features and a rough, unkempt beard. Alex's skin is lightly tanned from his time outdoors and beneath it is hard muscle. Rather than the typical bulk muscle of a body-builder, his form is more compact and wiry. He tends to favor simple clothes in earthen tones that better blend in to his surroundings.

Typical Alexander

Personality: Alexander tends to come off as brash, overconfident, and stubborn. Though he backs it all up with a high degree of skill, he tends to end up with a lot of enemies. He generally acts before he thinks, relying on instinct in most things. On top of that he's got a wicked temper and often just can't help blowing off some steam in a physical way. The only people he really has any respect for are those who could clearly best or match him, or are simply fun to argue or fight with.

All of this of course limits the group of people Alex considers 'friends.' The people he trusts are few and far between, but those few have a solid ally who eventually reveals himself to be much more personable than first impressions usually allow. Aside from these connections, his only loyalty is to himself. The opinions of others hold little sway over his thoughts.

History: Alexander grew up on the very edge of Teknoh, and still came to feel overcrowded and cooped up as the population within the nation's borders continued to increase. When he was still a youth, his family moved further outward to an independent small town outside any larger power's borders. Alex flourished with the relative freedom and open air, though was often seen as out of control. Eventually, an older man offered his parents to teach him self discipline and how to harness his apparent vitality and strength.

It was then that he learned of how the energies of his body worked in tandem with each other, and how he could put each of them to use if he only knew how. Through the teachings of Jujitsu (The "Gentle Art") and Judo (The "Gentle Way/Path") he learned better control of both his body and natural abilities. Caution and knowing when to shut his mouth came along the way, as the old man was not so gentle as his teachings implied.

Eventually, even the small town came to grow too crowded for Alexander's liking. Gathering up the few things he felt he needed, he struck out on his own. His only goodbye was to the old man who had taught him much, and it came in the form of a silent prayer over his teacher's grave. Alex has not returned to that town since then, and circumvents it when he must return to civilization for supplies or to offload something worthwhile.

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Primary Focus: Ki
Magical Capabilities:

• Stoneskin - Alexander’s flesh is tougher than that of a normal human, a product of the concentration of Ki within his body. He can also focus on one portion of his anatomy at a time (head, chest, arms, core, or legs) to increase his durability even further. While it doesn’t make him anywhere near invincible, he can parry a blade or strike with minimal harm.
• Reactive Ki - The more abuse Alexander takes, physically and mentally, the more efficiently he can channel his Ki towards increasing his physical attributes. He does this instinctively, making it appear that he naturally becomes stronger and faster as he takes more hits.
• Barrier - To protect himself from magic or projectile weapons, Alexander manifests his Arcane energy into a barrier of raw force. This barrier is at maximum six feet long and high and can be of any basic shape, including concave and convex. When something strikes it, it sheds the excess energy as light and heat. Alex can only create one barrier at a time, and the center-point of it must be within two feet of him.
• Kinetomancy - Alexander harnesses his magic to create effects brought about by raw, physical force. Due to their nature, these abilities have a very limited effective range. Beyond two yards much of the force is lost, resulting in little more than a light shove for the next yard before fading completely.

Body Modifications: None
Weapons and Equipment: Alexander relies only on his body and magic for combat. Aside from that, he has a simple leather pack with a single strap that he uses to store equipment, loot, and food. He does carry a single long knife, but more as a tool than a weapon.
Specialties: Judo, Jujitsu, and other martial arts to a lesser degree. Considers himself knowledgeable as to the nature of Ki and the Arcane, as well as how they interact. Also a passable cook, tracker, and musician.

[Sessamaru]

Lone

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Name: Lone
Age: 24
Sex: Male
Home Nation: Saiga (a small, rural nation with a scarce population)
Appearance: Lone appears to be 5'7" (152cm) with a weight of 124 lbs (56.24kg). He has short black hair and slightly tanned skin, with green eyes and high cheekbones. His slender physique is taut with muscle, but it's often hidden by his clothing, which consists of a t-shirt, jeans, combat boots, bandages around both hands, and a black leather jacket.

Lone's Appearance

Personality
Lone is outwardly cocky and laidback. On the inside, however, he actually feels isolated and depressed. He wishes to fight someone of his own caliber, to feel the thrill of a good fight. His unique physiology due to his ki prevents him from feeling anything akin to fear or danger, and so he seems to act reckless. In reality, he is a very good tactician in combat and seems to possess above average intelligence with basic understanding of aerodynamics and in-depth knowledge of ki. Lone tends to act like... well... a loner. He does not wish to be responsible of others unless he is compensated for his efforts and regards most people, and even his fellow Divers, as a burden. Like the monks who raised him, Lone loves to fight and is willing to fight with all of his heart if the opponent is strong enough; though he is not above killing when necessary. His is not quick to anger, but when a line is crossed, he tends to gain an icy persona and the intent to kill.

History

Lone's History

Though no one is sure of his actual birthplace, Lone was raised in the small province of Saiga in the Temple of Kho. It was a small community of monk warriors who trained in the ways of ki, believing its philosophy to be directly linked to battle. They were not blood thirsty by any means, but rather relished in the idea of fighting for sport, believing enlightenment could only be brought to them on the battlefield. The monks who trained in ki all possessed the same attributes: super strength, speed, and durability. Lone, however, was unique. His body was not as dense and as powerful as their's, but he could heal impossibly fast for a human. This was discovered when he was four years old and playing in the courtyard, where he tripped over the jagged rocks that littered the place. His sitter for the evening witnessed the fall and noticed there was blood on the rocks; however, upon inspecting the young boy, there was not even a scratch.

Speculating, the man decided to train the boy ten years in advance. It was common knowledge that training young children had long-term effects on the body, but based on a hunch, the monk made an exception 10 years in advance. Lone was trained through the illusion of games and began to develop muscle early on during his life. Lone had originally enjoyed the routine, though as he grew older, he became more aware of what was going on. His training went from a gentle start to a rigorous routine and Lone found himself adopting the traditions of his Order. However, unlike them, he did not wish to find enlightenment and simply wanted a good fight. At the age of 18, he left the temple to explore the world. He traveled to No-Man's-Land and became a Diver. After six years of being away from home, Lone did not slack from his training.

Life has never been better.

Occupation: Diver

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Primary Focus: Ki

Magical Capabilities
-Accelerated Healing Factor: Unlike most ki-users, Lone's ki trades superhuman durability for accelerated healing. Though he cannot regenerate lost limbs and organs, he can survive fatal attacks and heal near-instantaneously. This is an innate ability and has nothing to do with conscious thought.

-Superhuman Resilience: Though he doesn't have the support of a powerful fortress of a body, Lone is quite resilient nonetheless, capable of molding his pain into fuel to keep coming back for another rather than succumb to it. This is brought about due to his intense training and the painful workings of his body reknitting itself whenever it's damaged, even during training. His heightened pain tolerance baffles most people.

-Superhuman Strength: Though Lone does not look physically imposing or powerful, he is actually beyond the human peak in displays of strength. His muscles are tightly wound around a slender frame and contain 20 years worth of training. In addition, his strength also provides him with greater speed, jumping distance, and jumping height. This measure of strength is gained by the fact that his accelerated healing factor allows him to bypass his physical limiters from the get-go, already allowing him peak human strength. Years of training allowed him to perform superhuman feats.

-High Speed: Due to his accelerated healing and the strength that resulted from it, the muscles in his legs and his more aerodynamic body (compared to others), allows him superhuman speed to compensate for his lack physical defense. This ability is aided by his affinity to wind and air, as well.

-Superhuman Endurance & Stamina: Since his body naturally restores itself, he does not suffer from the aches and pains of muscle soreness and can keep himself moving at any pace without any negative effects, whether in short bursts or for the long haul.

-Wind Generation and Manipulation

-Weaknesses: Despite his physical strength, there is a limit to what he can do. He cannot regenerate whatsoever and will instantly die if he is decapitated or has any of his vital organs removed. His raw power is drained if he heals from significant wounds; the more alarming the wounds, the less physical power he possesses, due to the amount of ki used to restore his body.

Body Modifications
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Weapons and Equipment
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Specialties
Martial Arts Expert (S-S Equivalent: Jeet Kune Do (Wing Chun, Tai Chi, boxing, and kickboxing)
Street Fighting Expert

[tatszico]

Ziko Sinnet

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First Name: Ziko

Last Name: Sinnet

Age: 24

Sex: Male

Home Nation: Teknoh

Appearance:

5'10, weighing 160lbs. Long, crimson hair that is usually in a pony-tail or handsome braid. Sturdy stature from working with heavy machines all of his life, as well as having a rough and tan complexion.

Personality:

Eccentric, curious, and enigmatic are three words that can be used to describe Ziko Sinnet. He is a man of his own world, having set foot into the forbidden lands just so he could sate his thirst for adventure and wealth of the unearthed treasures. So it doesn't really bother him that people look down on him as a Junker. Hell, his projects are very expensive - what's wrong with getting paid for the efforts of his adventures? The more money he can get into his pockets, the more repairs and constructs he make.

As a person, he can be quite unpredictable, having a set of logic and reasons conformed by his many years as a capable Machinist. After all, an unorthodox mind is almost a requirement to bring life to a pile of rusted scraps. Socially, he is sanguine with an upbeat attitude though he can sometimes be too direct and obtrusive. He is daring and adventurous, often taking the necessary risks to reap his long-awaited rewards. He has quite the silver tongue, being able to charm his way out of most situations.

History:

Born into a moderately wealthy family in the technological nation of Teknoh, Ziko has always had a fascination with the Arcane Constructs of his home. He was greatly influenced by his father who was an Arcane scientist that dedicated his life to harnessing the limitless potential of raw energy into stable batteries for the purpose of innovating the future of Teknoh. When he was old enough, Ziko pursued his own path by apprenticing under a well-known Machinist of the city and under his master's tutelage, was able to grasp the applicability of magic into machines.

It was then that Ziko flourished into a mechanical prodigy, having helped creating many constructs both original and traditional throughout the years: machines that aid in the efficient generation of power for their city, vehicles that can be powered by multiple batteries to be used for long trade routes, and he even dabbled in the creation of weaponry that harnessed that power of mages to defend the themselves if Teknoh's M3-FFG was ever breached. At the age of fifteen he had already developed a prototype of an arcane cell that would allow him recharge his A/B's through the conversion of natural sunlight into raw energy, instead of depleting the sources of existing nodes. But due to the limitations of the existing technology as well as his arcanic knowledge, he was never able to finish it.

So he decided, at age eighteen, to leave his home. Having mastered the techniques that Teknoh offered him, he wanted to further unlock his potential by learning from the outside world. Even if the title Diver was considered taboo from the rest of Thorisa, it did not matter to him. Ziko spent years on the road conducting his researches all for the sake of improving his craft and that was all that mattered. But then the new initiative from CMAS came into light, and things couldn't get any better - now he could get paid and further fuel his innovative constructs due to the options of other resources he couldn't afford before. From time to time he would wander to different colonies as he waits for his first established mission to offer his services as a Machinist, but he seldom got any work like he did before, let alone attention...because who would want to be be seen with a Junker? Disliked by both sides of the world now, he confides mostly with his machines. Despite the negativity, he can still be seen with an unwavering smile and a sturdy assortment of tools in his hands.

Occupation: Junker and wandering Machinist.

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Primary Focus: Arcane (through the use of machinery).

Magical Capabilities:

Zico, in essence, is no mage - he has no innate source that allows him to draw from the Arcane forces. That being said, however, the young man is quite capable in the magical arts but in a more applicable kind of way. Having studied the ancient form of energy for most of his life-time, he has a crisp understanding of it's natural laws and physical fundamentals that he can manipulate the raw energy into his creations, and thus, born technological wonders to aid him in his ventures. From simple gadgets to mobile constructs, as long as resource allows it, the potentials are limitless.

Body Modifications:

Arcane-Infused Eyes: By implementing small, A/B crystals within the synthetic eyes that are compatible with his brain's neurological network, they are perpetually powered so long as he is healthy and alive. They grant him advanced vision, night or day, to aid with his marksmanship, scouting abilities, and efficiency with precision when working on circuits and conduits on complex machines.

Weapons and Equipment:

Primary Arsenal

- Custom-Built Rifle EX-3 ArcBolt: A highly variable rifle with an Arcanic-modified receiver and chamber to house different types of 'magic bullets' created by utilizing condensed energy from special Arcane Batteries called "Arcane Ammo (A/A)". The weapon is able to accumulate the refined energy within the attachable mags before dispelling it with the force of a bullet. The parts of the rifle are interchangeable, and he usually carries different mods so that he may be well-equipped for specific needs at different ranges.

Along with the variable rifle, he has also created different types of bullets by manipulating the properties with the contained Arcane energy in each mag and how they would react with the receiver of the gun. The bullets range from elemental damage to explosive rounds, each type of ammo having their unique strengths, draw-backs, and prep work.

Secondary Arsenal

- Arcane Infused Grenades/Bombs/Mines: By radically tampering with raw, Arcane energy and building a housing unit to withstand it's destabilized nature, Zico is able to create explosives. These are very costly to make and are very dangerous. They vary in size and shapes, and are triggered through the activation of a catalyst with a quick shake before throwing. They range from elemental types, to cluster explosions, and can even detonate with healing factors.

- Turrets: No one wants to tread No-Man's-Land by themselves and to fix that problem, Zico has created different types of turrets to aid him with the unknown forces. A lot of them are large but lightweight immobile sentries that are powered by A/B that can detect movement and automatically respond though they can be somewhat inaccurate. Some are even portable and disposable - they are in throwable cubes and when activated, transform into a miniature turrets that can harass for a strategic distraction. The only downside is that they detect movements and motions in general, and therefor, he must be wary of friendly fire.

Gadgets

- Portable Shields: Using arcane energy that has been synthesized to become highly dense and tightly packed when activated, Zico can throw down barriers for himself and allies. They act as a tiny, very much down-graded version of the M-3 FFG used in major cities. They range from walls to domes, and the duration and strength of the shield depends on the shape and size of the protected layer. Wider shields mean more weak spots, whereas a smaller cover style can take a up a few more punches.

- Torch Orb: A small, clear sphere with an A/B crystal set at it's center. Releasing a steady stream of synthetic light when activated, it acts as a portable light source.

- 00 "Cache" MK II - A quad-pedal, large dog-size machinery that acts as a mobile storage unit for Zico's various tools and resources when he ventures out to No-Man's-Land. As a Machinist, he is in constant need with his parts if he wants to survive out in the barren wilds, as he cannot rely on his own physical talents to keep him alive. The machine is automated with special A/B that resonates which another that Ziko carries. Because of the arcanic link, the machine is able to 'follow' Ziko, so long as he has the other battery on his persons.

Specialties: Expert marksman, proficient in most types of machineries, and is adept at the fundamentals of Arcane manipulation.

[Unfortunately]

Karida Arconis

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First Name: Karida
Last Name: Arconis
Age: 25
Sex: No, please. Female.
Home Nation: Arcadia.
Appearance:

Karida towers at 5'10 tall, which is somewhat tall for a woman, and weighs 136 lbs. Her skin appears to be barely blemished by the sun and by scars, perhaps from being continuously shaded under the cloak's hood and from some sort of luck that most of her wounds don't leave a lasting mark. She has shoulder-length dirty blonde hair, brown eyes and a curvaceous figure hidden underneath her simple brown cloak with a faded yellow cape draped over her left shoulder.

Personality: Karida, as someone who studied under a CMAS-licensed school and currently as a licensed Diver, was a determined and ambitious woman saw it upon herself to study the techniques of her own arts. Shrewd and reserved, Karida is particularly known for her wisdom at such an early age, and was one who was showed little distress or frustration regardless of circumstances. Karida abided by the laws of CMAS and of Arcadia, and as such only ventured to No-Man's-Land when the Survey Initiative law allowed her to do so with a proper license.

Much like how other Divers disdain Junkers like her, Karida also holds the same degree of contempt towards regular Divers. Karida also holds the beliefs of CMAS as she was taught so: that the subject of Ki is absolute garbage, the concept of demons are also garbage, and that arcane energy is the supreme and rightful philosophy of Thorisa.

History: Born privileged and raised privileged is what many would simply describe Karida's childhood. From an early age, Karida already showed her ambitions, and she had her way when the wealthy Arconis family put her in an arcane school in accordance with what she wished on a birthday. Karida envisioned herself to rise high(er) in the ranks of society, and possessed a driving ambition to become an Arch-Mage.

Karida wished to venture into No-Man's-Land too, seeing it as a good opportunity to improve her skills, but she never exactly liked the idea of being associated with those filthy Divers. Besides, at that time, it wasn't even legal. Only when the Survey Initiative was made did she made her interest to explore the forbidden regions public. Karida volunteered to become a Junker, on the grounds that it was finally licensed and that it paid well, of which would provide her much-needed money living alone. Her resolve of rising high never faltered, even though she was aware that she was putting herself in a shunned place in society.

Occupation: Junker

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Primary Focus: Arcane

Magical Capabilities:

• Solar Fire - Karida is capable of creating and manipulating hot solar plasma to a great extent. While similar to fire attacks, one advantage of this is that it is too hot for water to extinguish, that it is different from fire and therefore makes any fire-nullifying abilities useless, and is also generally more forceful. This requires a staff to use offensively, as it is too volatile to be handled by hand at her current degree of skill and causes highly forceful recoil at even just a simple attempt at spewing out a stream of plasma.
• Plain Fire - If a staff is absent or broken, Karida will make use of regular fire instead, with lesser potency than Solar Fire.
• Propel - This is not in itself an ability, but rather a technique that takes advantage of Solar Fire's recoil that pushes her in a similar way to a thruster; where the hand is extended, it propels her in the opposite direction. As this uses the volatile form of Solar Fire, Propel does not need a staff to be executed. Propel makes up for Karida's lack of direct defense through movement.
• Healing Magic - Self-explanatory. As much as possible, Karida makes more use of environmental latent energy instead of tapping excessively into her own internal energy, as using too much of her own would still wear her down anyway.

Weapons and Equipment: Two staves, one serving as a spare, both stored at her back with each serving as conduits for her Solar Fire. The rest are mage's robes, arcane study books and general equipment.

Specialties: Highly intelligent in all regards, including the nature of Arcane. Decent in cooking.

[Wind Wild]

Onweer

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First Name: Birthname: Garnet, but in recent years she is better known for her Diver alias Onweer.

Last Name: Daybreak

Age: Late twenties.

Sex: Female

Home Nation: Hyznia

Appearance:

Onweer has a slim built with just enough lean muscle to shatter a skull with the right stick in hand. With her height of 1.70m without the platform boots, 1.80 with them and a weight of 55kg. it’s sometimes hard for her not to stand out, especially in less cosmopolitan places. For that matter, her face is easily overlooked as completely average – pretty but not striking, with dark mahogany eyes and hair. As if to compensate, Onweer cut her dark hair short like a man’s, leaving just a few long strands at the sides of her face and the back of her head.

Since becoming an official Junker, she couldn’t help the temptation of displaying her new status by standing out a bit more and bought herself a set of comfortable but pretty revealing shorts and top and a small jacket she thinks should become the official female Junker uniform.

All this is making poor armour but in contrast, the gloves and boots she wears, are quite practical. They not only provide protection for her brittle bones but also increase the circulation of her arcane network, thus making it easier for her to conjure spells.

Personality: Generally, Onweer seems happy-go-lucky, and easy-going, always up for adventure and on the lookout for hidden treasure. She is friendly with a hint of witty sarcasm and the friendly jab to someone’s ego. She seems to have no secrets and loves talking about all sorts of things with just about anyone.

Few who know her would suspect that she became a diver for any other reason than to find the gleamiest gem of them all. However occasionally she can also be very reclusive and secretive, especially when it comes to her past. On the inside, there is a part of her that is very bitter and very motivated to fix all the injustice she has witnessed and experienced.

History:
Growing up in Hyznia, Garnet had the luxury of growing up in a family that loved and cared for her and strived to give her the best start in life. They invested a lot into the girl’s education in both the arcane and in defending herself through the application of various martial arts. Her talents were quickly established to lay in air-manipulation and the art of sōjutsu, the art of the spear. With her parents expressing their love through education rather than affection, the girl grew up to be a meticulous fighter, easily combining her abilities to overpower any enemy, be they human or monster.

As her skills grew so did her ambition and soon enough she was accepted in the local branch of CMAS as one of the city’s most promising, and youngest combat mages. She seemed happy to serve and did so with little complaint, quickly rising through the ranks. Inside her, however, the uneasy feeling was growing, that the world couldn’t be as black and white as CMAS and the government presented it to be. She started wondering why divers were so discriminated against, and yet so seemingly unaffected. Soon, she was convinced of two things: CMAS knew more than it was willing to say and so did the divers.

With time Garnet became more and more worried about what was right and sought alternative truths in the stories of divers visiting the city. Having grown up in a nation with very fluid moral concepts, it only seemed natural to embrace mind-magic as soon as she heard about it, as it was the one certain way of extracting reliable information out of some less talkative divers. With the CMAS’ opinion of such methods in mind, she continued doing her official duties while secretly studying the mechanics of the controversial art and practicing them at night on mostly unwilling victims.

It was a good few years until the CMAS finally decided to address the growing number of complaints and investigate one of their most loyal servants. By the time they realised there was truth to the divers’ words, the girl had already fled to Illon where she managed to mingle with the crowds and stay under the radar for a while. In a way, it was fortunate that she was there when CMAS and the local authorities finally caught up with her. It provided plenty of places to hide and a host of characters willing to help you for a fee. The silencing ritual was only half-done when she managed to break free and once again go underground, this time for good. She changed her name and her face and found a new goal in life: break the seals placed on her own arcane network and restore her powers.

In the meantime, Illon provided not only a good hideout but also a bundle of useful new knowledge. Onweer learned a bit about alchemy and even joined a few trials that aimed to improve and expand the circulation of arcane networks in the human body. She got her body modifications so as to make use of the limited access she still had to wind magic and learned how to use A/Bs more efficiently. She became a diver herself, venturing further and further into no-man’s-land and eventually, when the dust had settled, applied to join project S-S. She’s not sure if anybody in CMAS still recognizes the woman she was in her earlier years but despite the occasional fit of paranoia, doesn’t let that hinder her stride for success and knowledge. One day she’ll lift her seals, break into the minds of CMAS higher-ups and find a way to assure a better life for everyone under the government of the Quadra-Powers.

Occupation: Junker.

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Primary Focus: Arcane

Magical Capabilities:

• Air control. Before her access to the arcane was restricted, Onweer was a highly skilled combat sorceress specialising in wind magic. She could summon gusts strong enough to hurl a man over a wall or carry him harmlessly halfway across Hyznia. As part of the local branch of CMAS she’d regularly be called in to support the city’s barrier and repel any trouble threatening the citizens – a position she took a lot of pride in. It allowed her to experiment with her abilities and develop ways of propelling objects through the air and manipulating it so as to create blades and beasts made of nothing but pure wind-force.

Now her abilities are severely crippled and largely dependent on her proximity to a node or the charge of her A/Bs. Currently she mostly uses her air-magic for is to ride the wind, relay messages. The creation of windblades is extremely taxing and the creation of beasts – nigh impossible.

• Mind-manipulation with a focus on the visual and spatial information. As she hasn’t had enough time to fully develop her skills in the field of mind-magic, Onweer is unable to completely control a person’s mind as she pleases. However, she’s invested enough effort to be able to dabble into and affect the arcane network in the visual cortex, the hippocampus and, less successfully, the temporal lobes. What this means is that she’s able to read a person’s visual memories quite clearly, and their spatial memories – less so. It also means that with enough pressure applied she is able to feed information into those areas of the brain thus causing a variety of visual malfunctions: from simple visions to causing severe illusions, disorientation or even blindness. She is hoping to expand her knowledge into the auditory parts of the brain in order to make her extraction of memories more complete but due to the silencing, her research is currently on hold.

She can still utilise her skills in the field as the bodies of both herself and the other party act as accumulators that provide a steady flow of arcane energy to fuel the magic. Unfortunately it’s much less reliable as it used to be, sometimes leaving the victim completely unaffected but Onweer has figured out ways to work with what she’s got and, if anything, with more finesse than before. She is able to extract visual memories with nothing more than a few simple touches with her skin or staff before anyone even realises, and can still cause a whole deal of trouble if she decides to.

Body Modifications: Clinging to the hope of having her arcane network restored one day, Onweer hasn’t fully embraced the idea of body modifications yet. However, she has made use of it in a small but dangerous way. She volunteered to have the bones of her limbs hollowed out in order to be able to glide with the limited amount of air-magic she has left. She uses those as hidden A/B batteries when she’s expecting to be away from a node for a long time despite the health-risks that could arise from such unnatural undertakings.

She has a big tattoo of something resembling a lotus or a blade on her abdomen but that has no arcane value whatsoever.

Weapons and Equipment: Stave: a simple wooden staff, roughly as tall as herself when she has her heels on. It’s made of dark polished redwood and aside from the spiral of poetry running down its length, seems like a simple bo staff. And in reality, it is. The secret is very subtle and only obvious to the few who can compare the arcane network of both Onweer’s body and the wood. They are a complete match with the fibres and hollows in the wood’s structure making it the perfect limb-like extension. When used as a weapon it can not only cause crippling pain but also conduct energy between her body and that of the person she’s touching, thus allowing her to apply her mind-magic easier than at a distance and much more subtle.

She’s wearing a few garnet stones on her equipment, usually positioned on her belt, thighs, heart and ears. Their function is not only decorative and sentimental, but practical as well as they’re attuned to finding sources of arcane energy. Although useful, they are relatively useless in the mage circles as practicians are usually capable of sensing those with their bare skin and don’t need any outside help.

Additionally Onweer has a pair of boots made of extremely durable animal hide with a pair of A/Bs built into the platforms and a belt with another one, disguised as a buckle.

Lastly, she has a mantle made up of jay feathers that she uses for protection against the elements when she travels. It provides the perfect insulation adapting to her body temperature to either keep her cool or warm depending on her needs. Additionally, it’s good disguise and compact as well as she can wrap it around her neck as a scarf when in a bigger city.

Specialties: Mind-magic, air-magic, martial arts (bojutsu, sojutsu, naginatajutsu), windriding and some basic knowledge of alchemist potions and arcane conductivity. Lastly, she's not bad when it comes to hunting-gathering, cooking and thinks she has an incredible fashion sense.

[Gisk]

Finished Character

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First Name: Cecil
Last Name: Phyren
Age: 25
Gender: male
Home Nation: Teknoh
Appearance: 5’6 and 130 make Cecil a small figure, and the plain brown of his hair and eyes make him non-descript. His eyes seem large in his thin, soft face, and the dark circles under them are usually obscured by his horn rimmed glasses.

He dresses like the academic he was meant to be, crisp white shirt and gray twill pants held up by suspenders. He's opted for comfortable boots since joining the Survey Initiative, but this is his only concession to rugged practicality.

Personality: Not necessarily nervous by nature, but Cecil is a man who knows where he is comfortable. He likes quiet, and enjoys the exercise of his mind. It is the latter desire outgrowing the former that led him to join the Survey Initiative.
Communication is not his greatest skill, he has a habit of talking too fast and dropping ideas half way through in favor of new ones.
Cecil is a true believer. He has faith in society, humanity, and science.

History: A Teknoh native, Cecil first delved into the world of Arcan Science at the age of six in his mother’s home laboratory. She was away, and his father was no longer around, so he got into her equipment and books with no supervision. His fascination grew quickly, and he attended university before he was even a legal adult. During breaks, he co-opted the same lab he first explores for his own experimentation.

It wasn't long after his education was complete that he turned around and sought employment at the same institution he had just left. An old mentor got him a lab job, and he did it well, but found it to be unchallenging.

His mother was killed in a lab accident shortly after Cecil’s twenty-third birthday. Cecil disappeared into the spacious house his family had once lived in, and wasn't seen by anyone who knew him for two years.

When he emerged, he was surprisingly clean shaven and tidy, and seemed mostly back to his old self. He did, however, suddenly announce his decision to join the Survey Initiaive.

Occupation: Junker

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Primary Focus: Arcane
Magical Capabilities:
His use of magic is primarily in magical technology.
Can make some decent conjurations on the fly, but greatly prefers more complex lab developed equipment.
Kinetic manipulation, but it's a last resort for him. He's spent a lot more time on technology than honing his magic skills.

Body Modifications:

Weapons and Equipment:
A sizable A/B. It's the size of a large dictionary and is in a padded hard plastic case, which itself is in a leather satchel. The satchel also contains an assortment of Machinist’s tools.

VAD: the Variable Ammunition Dispenser. The “dispenser” part is an example of Cecil’s brand of humor, as the device “dispenses” the ammunition at deadly velocity. But if you referred to it as a gun, Cecil would undoubtedly respond “it's much more than a gun!” And it is. The device, about the size and shape of a particularly bulky and squared rifle, plugs into an A/B and produces it's own Arcane Ammunition automatically, weaving the arcane energy from the battery into arcanite and charging it with an element or effect determined by the “setting” knob on the left side of the gun’s shell.
It takes longer to produce than an experienced Mage would, but it does so without any input from the user beyond the push of a reload button. It holds 25 bullets in the magazine, which can be ejected in the event that it needs to be loaded in the more conventional way.

Specialties: A brilliant machinist and Arcane Scientist. Has a passing knowledge of alchemy, acquired from occasionally working alongside more accomplished practitioners.

[Letter Bee]

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First Name: Paradise 'Par'
Last Name: Rapids
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Home Nation: Diver's Paradise
Appearance:

Personality: Par looks like someone motivated to make a quick buck, and most of the time, that much is true. He likes gold coins/water whatever you can pay him, and is often out for the most profitable trade deals. He's also 'fond of' people of both genders. But, underneath it all, there is a dedicated, somewhat idealistic person who genuinely believes in the power of free and fair - emphasis on fair - trade and genuinely honest living, a power that, he believes, can rebuild civilization in a better form.

History: Paradise 'Par' Rapids was born in Diver's Paradise, as the son of Arthur and Miranda Rapids, two Divers who had moved into No Man's Land from the Republic of Teknoh. As soon as he can walk, Par was given as good a childhood as one can get in No Man's Land, but not to the point where his training was skimped on, for his parents knew that Par was going to have to survive on his own one day, and he needed to be taught how to survive. Thankfully, Par, though physically weak, was a swift learner, especially in the merchant arts, and while he had little magical potential, he was a skilled Machinist. Eventually, at 13, he began heading out with his parents in adventures in No Man's Land, growing in skill after every encounter.

Then came calamity. One day, while exploring a potential Arcane Node, Par and his family were attacked by a Chimera, the three-headed kind. This creature had a Lion's head that roared so hard the family's ears were almost deafened, a Goat's head that whispered surprisingly cunning strategies, and a Dragon's head that breathed fire. Eventually, Par's parents were killed while trying to save their son, who was 16 at that time. But the Chimera took pity on the boy, now reduced to first anger, then tears and fear...before flying him to an easier way to the potential Arcane Node.

This was because the Chimera 'merely' wanted the humans out of its territory, and realized too late that it could have given them what they wanted - a way to the Arcane Node - without resorting to violence. Par, although he was grieving, never forgot that moment, and gained a sense that, perhaps, there were conflicts that were more complex than people thought.

Now, however, older and wiser, Par runs a Machinist's Shop at Diver's Paradise, while at the same time going out for Diving Expeditions on his own and with others. Unlike the rest of the Divers, he is against the Survey Initiative not because of a desire for continued freedom, because his encounter with the Chimera had ingrained in him that the motivations of all sides of a conflict had to be considered, but because he sees something sinister in this new move by the Quadra-Powers, a sinister move that, quite frankly, stank of something that would impact the Quadra-Powers' citizens as well as the Divers. And if he's wrong, then, well, he can just change his mind about sabotaging the Initiative; he can always do that, although he would loathe it...

Occupation: Diver

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Primary Focus: Arcane
Magical Capabilities:

-The Creation and Repair of Magical Weapons; Guns and Explosives first and Foremost.
-The Repair and Assembly of Magical Vehicles.
-The creation of Power Armor.
Body Modifications: None.
Weapons and Equipment:

- Two Pistols that can shoot rounds of Pure Mana in order to blast through most defenses.
- A Sniper Rifle that shoots Mana.
- A knife for silent killing.
- Mana Grenades.
- Magical Plastic Explosives.

Specialties:

-Business
-History
-Acrobatics
-Guns (Magical and theoretically, Mundane)
-Explosives (Magical and theoretically, Mundane)
-First Aid
-Persuasion

[thewizardguy]

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First Name: Buttercup
Last Name: N/A
Age: Very old.
Sex: None, is often referred to as male.
Home Nation: Illon
Appearance:
A large hulking figure, Buttercup could be confused for a human from a distance, but up close this misconception is swiftly dispelled. He stands at nearly 3 meters tall, and is completely made of metal. Where a normal humman's face would be is an ancient Illon war mask with no flesh behind it, a fierce expression forged from steel. The rest of his body is mostly hidden behind the large brown tattered robes he clothes himself in, but it also is made of steel. Armoured overlapping plate give an aesthetic similar to heavy plate armour, or some of the more traditional forms of power armour. Hundreds of tiny nicks, scrathches and dents cover this golem, and the entire design appears severely aged. However, it is quite clearly still functional.
Personality:
Contrary to his fearsome appearance, Buttercup is a gentle soul. He enjoys plants and nature, and often enjoys calmly sitting around quiet places. He finds humans to be rash, unthinking, and far too violent, but he does enjoy their company. He is fiercely loyal to those that earn his trust. His age, as well as his nature, have made him very confident. He will casually walk into enemy fire, and although he's quite capable of withstanding most attacks he doesn't quite understand his limits. He also lacks the self-preservation instinct of a human. He wishes to continue living if possible, but will gladly lay down his life for others.
History:
While the current Arcadian nation is at peace, this was not always the case. Illon in particular was a warlike nation, always attempting to expand it's borders. And in times of war, weapons of war are created. In the midst of one of their many conflicts, the Illon government attempted to create an army of superhuman golems to fight their war. These nameless automotons were forged by master smiths and given life by their current archmages. They were implanted with the body parts of dying soldiers, artificially filled with Ki and a number of powerful enchantments. This kept the dying 'alive', to some extent, although it erased their minds. Unfortunately, most of the created golems were driven insane by the process, unusable or dangerously unstable. Buttercup was among the few usable prototypes.

After one of the golems destroyed the lab, any attempt at making new golems was halted. However, those golems that remained were employed as shock troops, charging through enemy lines. They were highly effective, which later spurred several less successful attempts at copying the original work. But like all things, these must end. Buttercup was dismissed from the army once the Arcadian Alliance was set to law, and was to be 'retired' in a laboratory. With no more use for it on the battlefield, it would be dissected on the table in order to make way for more advanced magical science. And while several of it's companions were successfully detained, Buttercup felt the need to assert it's individuality at this point, and abandoned it's makers.

Since then it's roamed the jungles and forests of Arcadia, wandering the dangerous wastelands. It became a reclusive hermit, learning to enjoy the calm peacefulness of nature. Many Divers came to know it, and it's peaceful nature became well known. It enjoyed the company of the divers well enough, and would on occasion assist them when they met. However, eventually it felt the need to once more become part of society. Heading towards a city in Arcadia, Buttercup was initially treated with fear and revulsion. However, the newly formed S-S recognized it as a potential asset, and decided to recruit Buttercup. Glad for an opportunity to rejoin society in a less violent role, Buttercup became a part of S-S, and aimed to assist them in their many surveys.
Occupation: Junker

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Primary Focus: Neither
Magical Capabilities: None
Body Modifications:
Buttercupt is a golem, an artifical lifeform. While containing an organic heart, it's main body is composed of steel. It's skin consists of a series of armoured plates heavier than even plate armour, and it's internal 'organs' consist of balls of rare materials covered in runes and arcane scribbles. It is far stronger than a normal human being, capable of shattering bone with it's bear hands and punching a man's head straight off of their body. While in it's prime it was also more agile than most humans, but it's age has made it slow. Although it's practised movements still make it a dangerous fighter. It requires no food, water, or oxygen in order to survive due to it's nature as a unique lifeform not based on living organic components. If it's heart is destroyed, or significant damage is dealt to the arcane orbs contained within it's chest, it will die. It does not bleed, however, and damage to it's abdomen, limbs or head won't affect it in any significant manner. It also has a blade that can be extended from the wrist of it's right arm.
Weapons and Equipment: A massive greatsword, forged many years ago from stainless steel. Too heavy to be wielded by a normal human, this fearsome weapon was once covered in runes that would wreathe the sword in flames. Nowadays these enchantments are too damaged to work properly, and the blade relies purely on it's size and weight to rip through foes.
Specialties: A highly skilled fighter, with centuries of practise. Also, a surprisingly skilled botanist, having made a point to remember the names of all the flowers in the known world.

[Necrophage]

Rem Vano

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First Name: Rem
Last Name: Vano
Age: 31
Sex: Male
Home Nation: Formerly of Hyznia, now a denizen of No Man's Land.
Appearance:
Rem stands at five feet and nine inches. He's a bronze-skinned man with the build of a field laborer and dark brown hair. He has a solid even plain looking face, squared jaw, large nose and amber colored eyes. His hair is scraggly, long and unkempt and he has a full beard that he shaves just enough to keep it from growing "wizardly". He wears a brown tunic and trousers and a dark green cloak made from thick fibers tightly woven together in layers. Animal fur is stitched into the fringes of his hood and cloak to keep the cold out in location that are particularly vicious. He wears well made boots that he has clearly had for a very long time judging by the wear and scruff on them.
Personality: Rem is devoted to his personal research and to the furthering of his mentor's goals. Despite not having a lot of interaction with strangers of late he seems to be rather friendly and helpful. It is very clear that he holds a great deal of information back from those he knows.

Despite the friendly facade Rem is often distant. Spending more meaningful moments with his animal companions and examining flora and fauna than that of comrades around. He treats his companions with the same respect owed to a close friend regardless of their primal and savage demeanor. His mind seems set on growing closer to the beasts and understanding the secrets of No Man's Land before they are ploughed underfoot by overzealous settlers.

History:
Rem's story starts with a man named Haedrig. Haedrig was an old scholar of Hyznia who looked into the No Man's Land for secrets of the old world, of a world he thought existed before men shut themselves off from the outside in fear. Secrets he often termed as Whispers. He was a particularly noble and honest man with colleagues and unlike many mages, kept the company of oft-thought savage beasts. Among the higher orders of Hyznia he was counted for a pariah. He was looked down upon for his studies of the wild they tried so hard to keep out of their homes and states, not simply because he studied them but because he desired to grow closer to them. What Haedrig truly considered himself was as a professor of the Arcane Whispers. The Whispers he was so absorbed with are the fine details of the makeup of the living world, not in the artificial creations of the arcane but the naturally formed creatures and phenomena that were out there. The miracles of birth that could naturally create its own arcane current in a tiny body all with the power of a just a woman and seed of man. These things weren't engineered or designed, there was greater purpose and Haedrig wanted to seek it to the finest detail.

Rem was among the few men who believed in Haedrig's theories. The truth rang out to him as clearly as a church bell in a village square. The truth he learned only made him more hungry to find more. Not for power or glory but to understand more than what he was taught by the philosophy of men lazing in a castle. Haedrig was old and he told of stories he had when he was younger. He himself was a diver to learn in the wild. When Rem spoke to the old man of his own desire to go into No Man's Land and continue Haedrig's work, the professor beamed with excitement but pulled him aside to give him an important lesson.

"Know you not why I have no pet or animal with me, Rem?" The elder asked him, eyes brimming with total kindness.
"I don't, sir. With how oft you speak of the beasts and their majesty I have wondered such a thing." Rem responded, wondering where Haedrig was leading this.
Haedrig lifted his sleeve and pulled off a glove from his right hand. Strapped to it were false fingers, the pointer and thumb being the only real ones. "A beast of No Man's Land is always a beast, Rem. You don't tame them. You may grow close to them, you may trust them but they are their own. They will only obey if they trust you, if they love you. Remember Rem, a beast will always be a beast." He flexed the only functioning fingers slightly before placing the glove back on.

Haedrig was a gifted teacher but politics of the arcane orders are harsh and unforgiving. He died in his bed as he lived, happy, but a pariah amongst the order. The higher mages discredited his theories and his works were left in the dust. So Rem, emboldened by a fervor to carry on the work, picked up Haedrig's research where he left it. To hell with the politics of the order. He was going to go deeper to the truth than any man. He would tap into the arcane lifestream and study the whispers of old before they were stamped out by the artificial force crammed into an area by the introduction of a fake arcane node. That was indeed part of the old master's work. He found that the introduction of a huge source of power imbalanced the stability of local wildlife and natural currents. Haedrig's theories only added frustration to the council.

Occupation: By definition Rem is a diver. Beyond that he is a personal researcher, explorer and cataloguer.

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Primary Focus: Arcane
Magical Capabilities:
Rem uses many archaic phrases in his spells to help him focus. Many think such methods are outdated to the speed of thought but there is power in words.

Unro Boshoth - Causes the targeted rock, stone or dirt to become fine sand. Causes quicksand when used on an already loosened surface.
Unro Dagoon - Turns a patch of ground into thick, sticky mud that makes traversal difficult. A transmutation spell that is worthless in particularly dry climates without certain requirements met like underground water sources.
Ernal Finno - Manipulates the plants in a given area with their inherent arcane power to move quickly in order to obey the will of the user. Snaring, entangling, strangling, etc. With volume and duration come more strain on Rem. Releasing the spell on the plants will leave them in their current position without any further drain from the caster.
Read Beasts - A simple term for being able to perceive the intent and thoughts of something. In this case it is that of beasts, simple, carnal or otherwise. With this he can communicate to a certain degree that language doesn't allow and issue a command if the beast isn't inherently evil.
Untap Potential - Allows Rem to tap into the latent energy of an allied beast or comrade who has willed their consent to him. An emotional agreement is important to the success of the spell. Linked emotionally and by touch he may transfer his own arcane power into their body or temporarily change the flow of energy in theirs. This allows Rem to repair simple damage done to an arcane system or purposefully stimulate the system to give them a short boost in strength and arcane potency at the cost of the same energy later. They can burn through their arcane power more quickly to enhance strength and potency. Rem's own potential with this comes short of fixing a system shocked by silence. Such a thing is very delicate and trying to resuscitate a silenced system has similar consequences as if you were to defibrillate a man who's heart was already beating weakly. I could wind up causing worse damage.

Rem's capabilities will improve as the story moves on.

Weapons and Equipment:
-Travelling Bag, a simple shoulder bag with ample space to place important belongings and research.
-Walking Cane, a long staff of naturally sturdy wood he crafted himself from a part of a very old tree. Despite the age it has a natural arcane current and acts as a useful conductor for his magic. A good way to avoid the use of batteries that may disrupt the specific flows he's looking for.
-Tuning Flute, a peculiar instrument and one of the projects of Haedrig. The tuning flute was designed for the purpose of simple communication and sound mimicry with animals. It can capture certain sounds to be played by simply blowing the whistle. This is the only item of true importance that Rem carries on his person and he guards it closely. It's rather small and hangs around his neck. There are no switches or buttons, it is not science but a work of magic that responds to the users direct use of arcane energy.

Specialties:
-Rem Vano is an exceptional problem solver and tactician in tight spaces. When you work with beasts on a regular basis that have the capacity to eviscerate you within seconds this tends to happen. He works very well with others in combat and tends to stay at a medium distance from the fighting. The staff he carries isn't just for walking and with the right output of energy its density grows to be capable of blocking metal weaponry. He himself isn't a stranger to a brawl but he's no warrior or destroyer. He moves the world he doesn't wreck it. (At least he tries his best not to.)
-Rem meditates on a different level than a ki specialist. It is not about what's inside but what is outside through the mind's eye. He can examine the arcane current running through things, living or otherwise, to take advantage of or research and learn from. These are often the locations of ancient whispers. Haedrig's Arcane Whispers are like the magical DNA of the world that cannot hide their past. He may recover energy more quickly through the exploitation of the land.
-Rem has an overly protective companion named Senna.

Rem's Companion, Senna

Name: Senna
Age: Difficult to determine the specific age but Senna is certainly in the prime of her strength.
Sex: Female
Species: Ironbristle - A great black creature that most resembles a monstrous version of a cat, normally eight to nine feet in length this beast is covered in thick black bristles, the bristles are springy, sharp and durable. They leave almost no vulnerable spots on the creature's hide. The bristles smooth over when they are calm leaving them sleek and shiny as if they were covered in metal appearing almost statuesque. When they are alert, ready to attack or just threatening you they will often bear the bristles out like hair standing on end. Getting brushed against like this could do quite a lot of damage to someone if they weren't sufficiently clothed or armored. Their teeth and claws are over-enlarged, a natural adaptation to living in a location that requires predators to break through tough armor for their meal. Their bristles can grow back within hours of losing them, popping out of their hide like thick hairs. By using their bristles they can resist a great deal of physical harm but are rather vulnerable to magical attacks, a form of strike they normally don't deal with.
Some rare breeds of Ironbristle are poisonous. Their coat feels smooth going one way and sharper than a bed of razors the other.
Appearance: A slightly smaller ironbristle, Senna has beautiful gold eyes. Her coat bristles are a jet black, acting as great camouflage in dark places.
Personality: Loyal to Rem but has a mean independent streak where she will disappear to scour a new area or wait for Rem outside of settled areas. She is careful of any humanoid that is not Rem and extremely protective of him, to the point that touching him or even getting slightly close to him would warrant a fierce growl.
Sounds of the tuning flute are very effective at calming her down when she has become tense but Rem reserves its use as much as possible. He wants her free of any magical influence when possible.

History: Senna was one of Rem's first successful attempts to communicate with the wildlife of No Man's Land. She has been by his side even when his comrades and other companions have perished.
Magical Capabilities: Through Rem's potential magic the two can be linked on an instinctual level, allowing them to act and hold eachother back based on their feeling and desires and work in unison in combat or other pursuits.
Specialties:
-Watch the bristles! Touch it the wrong way and you're leaving flesh behind, they're very sharp.

[Whimsley]

Jäger Mantol

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First Name: Jäger
Last Name: Mantol
Age: 21
Sex: M
Home Nation: Saiga
Appearance:

Jäger Mantol Picture

Jäger stands at 6’ 3” when wearing his metal greaves, and weighs 220 lbs without them. His black hair comes to rest just above his ears and left eye, where a teal tattoo is etched dominantly. He is wearing a white robe with blue border and tinge on the shoulders, beneath this robe is a leather harness and white, cloth pants. Over this robe are metal pieces of armor on his hands, feet, waist, and shoulder. His teal tattoo, although unseen when fully armored, runs down the neural network of his body, running down to his torso’s midline and splitting into four paths that end in his extremities. This tattoo glows upon casting; it is for aesthetic purposes only at the moment. His eyes are unblinking, pale blue at the center, matching the pale white tone of his skin. His mouth is often in a smirk, as if in curiosity or wonder.

Personality: Confident in every sense of the word. Jäger believes himself upon the path to match the power of an archmage, and his posture and ferocity in battle show for it. He is not loud, but can come off as aggressive, and only speaks when needed to. He will correct any statement he believes to be wrong, not for the purpose of satisfaction, but to not mislead information and knowledge. His belief in the purity of knowledge is sacred, and thus he does not tolerate perceived stupidity or worse, lies. He would not lie to his best of friends or to the worst of his enemies. He is driven, forward, and always searching for more ways to improve his being. He will take criticism if it is not misguided. Charity is rare but not unlike him; it is a recently found behavior.

History:

Jäger grew up in the small region of Saiga, taught the ways of Kho since birth. His origins are a mystery, as he was raised in a monk temple since he was a newborn; the whereabouts of his family or if they are still alive is unknown. At an early age, Jäger took an affinity to reading and educating himself on any topic his tiny hands could grasp. Such an interest earned him a position in working as the temple bookkeep and eventually, the librarian, having a vast knowledge of what each text had to hold.

The monks required him to attend sessions, classes, religious holdings on the way of Kho, which he took to quickly. The way of Kho, as Jäger interpreted it, was to hone the mind, the body, and the self. Each person holds their potential Ki, however it is an individual quest to unlock that Ki. It is not part of a quest to teach others the way of their Ki, for another interfering would merely be a roadblock in their quest. The monks attempted to persuade Jäger that his method of thinking should be more open and charitable, however Jäger took this to be inaccurate criticism. Kho’s word is interpreted as he has already read it. Despite this refusal, the monks continued to teach Jäger their ways: to hone his mind and body as a singular entity, to push his physical and mental limits beyond the blind to Kho. They taught him the ways of green thumb through gardening and red hand through hunting. They taught him etiquette and in final resorts: self-defense.

Delving into the forgotten sections of the library one day, Jäger discovered tomes describing arcane energy and its potential uses. And several of them, specializing in lightning magic. Every day, when he believed the monks to be away or asleep, Jäger practiced in the grove behind the temple, honing his manipulation of the fifth element. It was everywhere. He was the energy, and the energy was he.

Finally, there was no more to the tomes in the library, and Jäger believed his destiny led him elsewhere, to spread the word of Kho’s betterment of self (it was not interfering in their quest, it was opening their eyes) and to learn more of this new arcane energy. The monks insisted that there was an infinite amount of knowledge to learn of Kho and his ways, but Jäger insisted this departing was the best path for him. Despite their differences, the monks lent Jäger a parting gift: a metal staff with an arcanite core, plain in its form, that was found long ago in the grove behind the temple. They had known. They’d always known. Thankful, Jäger embraced his family and decided to take with him a holy book of Kho: perhaps there was more to learn than expected.

Occupation: CMAS

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Primary Focus: Arcane
Magical Capabilities:

Arcane (Primary Focus)

Jäger, as a monk scholar, has had access to several books on arcane energy and has come across several unique methods in utilizing his casting of lightning magic

- Lightning manipulation, specifically utilizing the electrons and arcane energy around each atom as individual points in a current or strike. Jäger’s power is increased exponentially if an actual storm is occurring or if a battle is within a conductive environment. The following are a sample of possible spells to be cast:

- Counterspell: Since the central nervous system (CNS) has a direct correlation with the arcane network, Jäger is able to interfere with the nerves’ electrical impulses of another arcane mage and disrupt a spell if it has not finished casting or is constantly being cast.

- Overdrive: As the central point of the arcane network, the CNS can have its electrical impulses made more rapid and in greater volume, temporarily increasing the power of Jäger’s spells but also draining more energy with each cast

- Rolling Thunder: Jäger summons a crackling ball of lightning to be thrown, which is capable of automatic travel and destroying weak materials such as wood, dirt, or fragments of rock. The ball lightning attracts any lightning casts made by Jäger as a conductor. Upon contact with its intended target, the ball lightning causes a rapid expansion of air and lightning to mimic the sound of thunder. This sound will deafen any who are too close temporarily, and will take damage from the outburst of sound as well as the electrical burn.

- Electrical affinity (Passive): Due to the electric nature of the CNS, Jäger is able to recover “mana” more quickly after casting, due to his innate control of electricity and being able to pull energy from the environment. This does not heal his physical condition.

- Shock Therapy: Jäger is able to mimic the effects of a defibrillator, if required

- Storm Gauntlets: Jäger is capable of channeling lightning as a current through his gauntlets and greaves. Anyone that is hit will feel internal burning and temporary paralysis, if weak enough.

- Overload: Given touch on a weak or incapacitated opponent, Jäger is capable of paralyzing voluntary muscles through constant shock and preventing any movement. This must be channeled or the spell will end. In the same conditions, given more time, Jäger is also capable of shutting down involuntary muscles.

Ki (Secondary Focus)

- Meditate: Tapping into the body’s natural regeneration process, Jäger can heal physical wounds faster than normal individuals. This process requires silence and much time to accomplish.

- Iron Will: Jäger’s main focus in Ki. Through training, he has honed his focus to continue fighting through sheer willpower alone. This allows him to stand and fight where others may fall in likewise injured states. Though there is no basis to go off of, Jäger also claims it enhances the power of his spells. He has honed this skill specifically, where other Ki users distribute their focus on strength and speed as well, potentially enhancing his willpower to new limits. Jäger thus does not have enhanced stamina as other Ki users may.

Body Modifications: None
Weapons and Equipment: A plain, silver metal stave that is pointed on either end, metal greaves and gauntlets, a metal pauldron on his right shoulder, and a metal chain tied around his waist as an improvised belt. All of these materials are conductive. He also has a holy book of Kho tied to his robe's sash (at the waist) and bounded in leather.

Specialties:
- Knowledge of agriculture and some edible wild plants
- Adept at Krav Maga, a form of self-defense
- Has skills in tracking and hunting
- Knowledge of several literature pieces of all categories, including arcane energy

[Saint Peccator]

First Name: Wrynn

Last Name: Maelgar

Age: 26

Sex: Male

Home Nation: Teknoh

Appearance: Wrynn is 5'9" and a fit 180 pounds. His long dark brown hair is just shy of shoulder length and is complemented a clean short beard that hugs his jaw line. He typically wears brown or black work pants with pockets for his multitude of tools, tucked over his brown combat style boots. His head is always covered by his custom made set of goggles and a shemagh for his adventures into no man's land. He wears a simple button up long sleeve shirt, color varying day to day, with a leather vest over the top with even more pockets for his gadgets.

Personality: Wrynn is a quirky fellow, deeply fascinated by technology. He's as friendly as they come, even though he often prefers working with his tools more then bring around people. He gets extremely excited when talking about something he is working on and can and will ramble on until you stop him.

No Man's Land brings out a different side of Wrynn. He is cautious, untrusting, methodical, yet sometimes reckless. When searching for new ideas for his experiments or to add to his collection he will do whatever it takes to secure his treasures.

He spends much of his time coming up with new and unique arcane technology and venturing into no man's land in search of lost technology and inspiration.

History: Wrynn was orphaned as a child, his parents both doing in a tragic accident while working on an experiment together. His mother's brother agreed to take care of him, but through his childhood they were never close and drifted apart as Wrynn grew older.

In school, Wrynn never really fit in much with any one crowd, but he got along with almost everyone, even if they thought him a bit odd. His teachers, though, soon realized his potential to become an arcane constructor as he was fascinated by technology and quickly became proficient at using any machine placed in his hands.

At the age of 15 he began apprenticing with one of the many skilled machinists in the city. Hungry for knowledge and fascinated by what he was being taught, he soon left school behind him and focused all his time into the practice of arcane construction. He read everything he could get his hands on and built, took apart and experimented on everything he could find. He quickly built a reputation as a skilled machinist and took great pride in the work he did.

And then one day a diver came to his workshop and changed his life. The driver had a massive A/B and wanted Wrynn to make him a rolling construct powered by this new A/B that could be programmed to follow a tracking device he kept on his person, with a large yet durable storage container on it. Amazed by the power he was dealing with, Wrynn carried out the divers task and began immediate preparations to head out into no man's land.

7 years later and no man's land has become as familiar to him as his workbench back home.

Occupation: Arcane Constructor/Diver

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Primary Focus: Arcane Construction

Magical Capabilities: Advanced Arcane Construction through use of Specialized Tools used to harness Arcane Power

Body Modifications: Both of his forearms have special braces built directly into his nervous system. Starting roughly an inch below his elbow and stopping roughly an inch from his wrist, they are about two inches in height and three inches wide. The top has slots for two small A/Bs and a third slot for A/A, though the third slot can function as an extra A/B slot if he so chooses. These braces serve two functions, offence and defence. When equipped with A/A, they serve as low caliber pistol like weapons. On defence, they can produce small barriers of 12" in diameter. Because of the way these bracers are wired directly into his nervous system, he can operate them on the fly with his thoughts, but any damage to them lights up his pain receptors just as if they were his bare arms.

Wynn's custom built goggles are also tied directly into his nervous system. His goggles are wired to his through the sides of his head, just behind his eyes. A small circular fitting where they attach to his head holds a very small A/B capable of continual operation. The goggles give him night vision, enable him to zoom in upon the many tiny circuits he works on and can identify heat signatures, but only within a small 10' radius in his field of vision.

Weapons and Equipment: Wrynn has a leather satchel he uses to hold a few tools and any treasures he may find while out exploring. He keeps a few knives stashed away on his person as well in case his bracers run out of ammo. He also has a prototype jumppack that he has started to wear. It's a square, with a dome shaped top, roughly 18" from top to bottom and three inches thick. On each side there is a two inch wide, six inch long tube that holds one A/B each. At the moment, the jumppack has a harness that straps across his shoulders and around his waist, with a button attached to the right of his chest. Hitting the button simply causes the A/B crystals to send out a blast of energy, propelling him forward or straight into the sky a few meters. He is still trying to find a way to connect it directly to his bracers so he can control it via his neurological receptors.

Wrynn also has two specially designed 10" blades that can be inserted into the openings of his bracers with straps to wrap around his hands and help hold them in place, in case he is in a closer combat situation.

Specialties: Extremely creative when it comes to machines and technology, he can come up with and create very original ideas. He's extraordinarily skilled at his craft and is beginning to become more and more adept at combining technology directly with a person's neurological system for enhanced user interface.

[KendrikDmer]

(Ha! I found it!)

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First Name:Trique
Age:28
Sex:Male
Home Nation:Sinon
Appearance:Trique is 6’1” and a leanly muscular 165 pounds. His hair is long and black, usually kept back in a single, tight braid to keep it out of the way. His eyes are an expressive grey, changing shades with his mood, although he can often control whether or not the change is noticeable. He has what would usually be called a Roman nose, and keeps no facial hair. His apparel is usually a neutral color such as beige or light brown and generally consists of a simple, fitted shirt and pants. His boots are well-worn from use, but still very serviceable. He wears a small silver hoop earring in his left ear and has a few tribal-type tattoos, though they are often hidden by his clothing.
Personality:Although he tends to be rather solitary, Trique understands that it is often safer to be part of a group. He is slow to trust, but once that trust is earned, he is loyal to a fault. He is not the type for idle chatter, but when he has something worth saying, he will make sure he is heard. Although not cruel by nature, he can be seen as rather cold, as he tries hard not to show that he cares about anyone beyond how they can help him. At the same time, he does not kill lightly or without thought, preferring to injure and disable when that is a viable option. Once he has thrown his lot in with a group of companions, he will do all he can to keep them safe, whether that is by watching their back in battle, or rushing to keep them from taking a fatal misstep.
History: As a child in Sinon, Trique was trained from an early age in Jiujitsu by a local Master of the art. He was a quick study and impressed his Master with the strength of his devotion to advancement, often spending all night on one or two maneuvers until he felt he had them down pat.
When his Master judged that he had taught Trique all he could, he encouraged the young man to go out and find some way to make a name for himself in the world. Trique did a few stints as a bodyguard for various rich folks, but found the idea of having to take orders without questioning them to be objectionable. It was then that he decided to try his luck as a Diver in No-Man’s-Land. He doesn’t expect to become suddenly powerful, famous or rich, but he does actively seek to hone his skills and make a living.
Occupation: Diver

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Primary Focus: Ki
Magical Capabilities: Theme: physical control of self and others
- Can move almost silently, unless the environment makes it truely impossible
- Double jointed in the wrists, fingers and ankles (not sure it’s magical, but thought it should be listed)
- Can pitch his voice to inspire terror, the beginnings of trust or delight
Body Modifications: Bones in the left (non-dominant) hand made of metal for added strength
Weapons and Equipment: Metal-framed long bow, quiver of arrows to go with it, bullwhip, boot knife, short sword
Specialties: Jiujitsu, basic tracking knowledge, basic survival skills