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What's up? I'm just a user - you might even call me AGenericUser. Sometimes I do an obscure little thing called roleplay - maybe you've heard of such a thing before? At any rate, there's not really much to tell you about myself. I like JRPGs though, so there's that I guess.

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Yeah, it's pretty neat seeing how much posts this is getting. Always a bit of a downer when you join an RP and it dies pretty quick.

And on the note of posts, I've got one basically done, so I should probably post that.
The lady, Aquarius, had answered Kobalt's question on her reason for coming to Beacon. She spoke of how she couldn't see herself doing anything else, and that heading to Beacon would allow her to fight Grimm - and henceforth, save people. It seemed like quite the goal to Kobalt - in fact, it seemed rather noble to him. Someone like this Aqua struck Kobalt as someone who would make for a good hunter. Though, Kobalt couldn't help but think about his own goal. It wasn't something quite so noble - in comparison, Kobalt's goal merely seemed like a search for strength, to become the next Zaffre heir. But he quickly moved on from these thoughts - everyone had their own goals, and that was his. "So you wanna help people, huh?" Kobalt uttered to the blue-haired Aqua. "That's probably a good thing in a huntress... so that's good to hear."

Notably, Aqua had also spoke of the opportunity to hang out with good-looking people. Kobalt didn't particularly want to admit it out loud, but that too was an upside of heading to Beacon Academy. Though, before he could dwell on this for too long, he felt something impact him in the ribs - Aquarius. "Geez... don't go killing me now," Kobalt thought he'd try to make a joke on this matter, and slowly clutched the point of impact in his ribs. "Don't wanna rock up into Beacon on a stretcher. Wouldn't be my best first impression. Probably not my worst, either."

Kobalt's eyes wandered across to the other students again, and this time - he spotted two people that caught his eye. One of whom seemed to be quite the tall Faunus woman, with what seemed to be multi-coloured hair. The other person... was also a tall Faunus, though he was a man and had orange hair. Kobalt had seen the tall Faunus's tail brush against the lady Faunus's face - and as it'd turn out, the lady wasn't exactly too happy about that. Kobalt couldn't help but think the orange-haired Faunus man was more than a little clumsy and uncoordinated - not the best traits for a hunter, especially if his tail was ending up in someone's face. He then thought to himself. 'Spose I'm not one to talk, though... hell, I'm not a Faunus. Maybe that's a real easy thing to do by accident. Dunno...'



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@Agent 47

Well, if Kobalt had thought of mingling with anybody - he'd certainly gotten it, to say the least. The aqua-haired lady that Kobalt had dubbed 'Aqua' had introduced herself... she'd introduced herself as 'Aquarius Haifisch'. Kobalt was a little surprised that his nickname turned out to be so accurate. However, shortly after this, the blue-haired lady did something that Kobalt didn't see coming. The lady wrapped her hand around Kobalt's shoulder.

To put this one way, it wasn't something Kobalt expected. He'd had people do such a gesture to him in the past, but it was never a complete stranger. It struck Kobalt as rather unusual, and he found himself not knowing how to react to it. So, instead - he simply chose to not acknowledge it, at least to the best of his abilities. "My name's Kobalt Zaffre," He introduced himself with a clear, calm tone. "That's a K at the start of my name. Not sure if my parents couldn't spell Cobalt or something, but, hey." Kobalt explained, placing a hand onto his hat - for the lady, Aquarius, had called him something interesting - that being the name 'Captain'. Briefly, Kobalt knew not what she was talking about... and then it came to his mind. She must've said that because of his hat. "'Mr. Captain', eh... you're not the first one to call me that. Never really had that much interest in flying ships like these - knew someone who did, though."

Kobalt felt that asking the lady, Aquarius a few questions would be a good course of action. He'd never been the type to talk about himself a lot. "Aqua, right?" Kobalt addressed, glancing over at the blue-haired woman. "Judging from the fact you're on this ship, chances are you're heading to Beacon. 'Course, you've gotta have reasons for going. Maybe it's a weird question, but what're your reasons?"

It probably was a strange question... but it was a piece of information Kobalt liked learning about people. He'd always believed that you could learn a fair bit about someone by their motivation.
@Agent 47

Several thoughts rushed through Kobalt's head as he waited for the airship to reach its destination. First, he considered the possibility of his brothers and sisters being students at Beacon Academy - it was more likely than not, considering the Zaffre family's origins in Vale. Kobalt knew he'd the answer soon enough, though.

However, Kobalt's mind quickly wandered to somewhere else. If he was going to be a student of Beacon, then he was going to be sorted into a team with three other students, just like him. All Kobalt could do was hope they were going to be good teammates, though - as he was going to be paired with them for quite a while. An unskilled person could prove themselves to be a liability, a possibility Kobalt wasn't quite fond of. 'Too soon to make a judgement, I guess. Should probably just wait and see... and anyways, everyone here's accomplished in some way... probably.'

It was then that Kobalt felt that something was amiss, jolting him out of his thoughts. He noticed something that had previously went unseen. What Kobalt noticed... was that someone else had seemingly appeared out of thin air, next to him. This person's sudden appearance gave Kobalt quite the surprise. "Huh?!" He gasped for a second, before quickly covering his mouth. "Damn... don't know how I missed you there. You're one hell of a sneaky one, you know that?" Kobalt spoke to the person, placing a hand onto his cap as he angled it ever so slightly downwards into its original place - where it felt just right.

It was a bit of a pleasant, yet unexpected surprise for Kobalt to have someone approach him, especially in such a boring time. The person was a lady with both blue eyes and hair - Kobalt assumed her hair was dyed, like his. She seemed to have an aqua motif, causing Kobalt to dub her 'Aqua' in his head. Such a name made perfect sense to Kobalt for reasons that would strike most as obvious. However, he didn't know her real name - so 'Aqua' just have to do for now. The woman had also spoken to Kobalt, too - greeting him, and addressing how he wasn't particularly chatty. '... She figured it out pretty damn quick,' Kobalt thought. 'That isn't surprising, though... guess it's about as subtle as a brick to the jaw.'

"Yeah... I guess you could say I'm not much of a mingler." Kobalt answered with a glance over at the blue-haired lady. "Never really been one. Gotta say... sounds like I'm missin' out, though. Maybe I'll give this 'mingling' stuff a shot. Maybe."
Kobalt Zaffre


Ten minutes. In a mere ten minutes, the newest batch of huntsmen and huntresses would be setting foot into none other than the esteemed Beacon Academy - a name well known throughout the world of Remnant. Among the new students was a young man clad in blue and white, a peaked cap on his head and a black eyepatch concealing one of his eyes. The boy was leaning against a wall, deep in thought, though he occasionally glanced over at his fellow students. This was Kobalt Zaffre, the youngest sibling of a competitive family where proving yourself in battle was an unshakable tradition. He'd traveled to Atlas in the past to train himself... and now, he found himself heading back to familiar territory.. to none other than his home, Vale.

Still leaning against the wall, Kobalt looked over at two ladies, both of them looking out the window, seemingly to marvel at the beautiful land of Vale. He couldn't help but lightly smile at this, before dispelling it as quickly as it appeared. He then tilted his cap downwards, so it rested just above his eyes.

Kobalt couldn't help but eye the rest of the students, though. To put it one way, they were a colourful cast... in both senses of the word. Many of them chatted among themselves, clearly excited to meet their new colleagues and to finally reach Beacon Academy. Kobalt himself was keen to take the next step into training himself further - now as a huntsman of Beacon Academy. He knew that it would be the key to becoming the next successor of the Zaffre family.

'How long've we got until we're out of this ship, anyway...?' Kobalt thought to himself as he began to slowly tap his foot on the ground, producing a small thud each time. The airship full of new and upcoming students was just what you'd expect... noisy. And Kobalt never was particularly a fan of excess noise. 'Can't say I'm a big fan of all this standing around.' Kobalt tilted his hat even further downwards, so that it now obscured both of his eyes. He then continued the wait for the airship to arrive at Beacon Academy. So close... yet so far.


Lehariel Leet


In the inn one could indulge in various things. One such thing was the sweet, sweet embrace of a nap. Many adventurers would agree that after a particular eventful day, there was nothing more enticing than drifting off into the unconscious world of dreams that was slumber. Lehariel herself had wisely chosen to take a rest in the inn, to refresh herself for the day that awaited her. After all, every day was home to a new adventure in the world of Talrae.

Lehariel's rest had been adequate. At first, she struggled to get to sleep, for her mind was in various places at once. She couldn't help but think about her new comrades, the world they found themselves in, and potential spells she could buy, along with combinations of attacks to let loose on some fools. But eventually, she did fall asleep... but the young mage found herself waking up earlier than usual, at the precise moment of 6:35. It was certainly a change from waking up late, something Lehariel was prone to doing in the real world. But waking up at such a time brought forth a catastrophically cruel conundrum. 6:35 wasn't exactly an hour where many people were active. It was the bloody morning! Even the night was more active, at least in Lehariel's experience. To make matters worse, Lehariel just couldn't force herself back to sleep. With a sigh, she rolled over onto her back and looked at the wooden roof of her room.

"Bloody hell... I just can't seem to get a good rest anymore... I could go for more sleep, but that's not so easy... maybe I'll look if I can get me a swig of soda. That'll wake me right up..." She mumbled to nobody in particular. "I wish I had a skill like that. 'Soda Making'. I could make a business outta that - get me more spells. I'd even get soda to drink..."

Lehariel continued to stare at the ceiling with a vacant stare. She noticed various black dots on the ceiling, from who knows what. But how they found their way there didn't matter, not in the slightest. Instead, Lehariel began to count them, in hopes of staving off boredom. But it was only a temporary measure, for there wasn't much to do after counting all thirty-six black dots on the roof.

"Hold on... a business? I could use some of my skills for that...! Didn't I level up my Astrology? I need to get some use out of that... so what if I read fortunes? That'd be a good idea. Easy money is an easy choice for me, anyway!" And with that, Lehariel found herself a little more awake than before, as she reached towards one of her items, the Ink and Quill, along with her unused scroll. She had an idea, and she was going to write - and draw it onto paper. It was a good plan, at least to the money-hungry mage. In time, she finished her sketches...


Her plan didn't seem to have any hitches, at least to her. People would ask her for their fortunes, and Lehariel could just make something up from the top of her head. Not only that, but Lehariel had heard that fortune tellers got paid for that! That was just ludicrous... and Lehariel loved it. It was like a door had been opened to an opportunity, an opportunity that would lead to her making even more renn. And of course, that meant Lehariel had more to spend. She'd be able to buy more spells, more weapons, more actions, the whole lot! It was a very tempting path. Lehariel planned to try it out if she had any free time. But, with that, Lehariel placed down her ink and quill along with the scroll. A while had passed since she'd woken up, for the clock said 6:59. It was still early, but it was a more bearable type of early, to put it one way.

Lehariel talked a lot about style, so it was only natural that she went and readied herself for the day to come - looking like she just woke up was simply not acceptable for Lehariel Leet. Looking her best twenty four seven was her policy, and she tried her darndest to accomplish it. When she was done with this, it was 7:10. With nothing else left to do, it was time to exit her room and probably get a bite to eat and some form of liquid to drink. She hoped there was steak and soda - that'd be ideal.

Heading into the inn's dining area, Lehariel found that a fair few people were already out and about, eating and drinking, all that. It was a nice thing to know, at the very least... though, Lehariel found herself at a loss as to where to go. There were various chairs free - some were by vacant tables, some were by tables with people already present, and some of those people were even familiar faces from the Legion of the Wolf. The white-haired mage found herself against a new enemy - indecision regarding seating arrangements.

'Geez... I've got no clue where to go. No clue at all.'






Added a new avatar using the avatar creator, to replace the one I made myself.

Sorry about the delay. I had most of this sheet already done, but I kept changing things.
Here's my character though. Sorry if it's a little lengthy, though. If there's any major issues, I'll fix them when I wake up, because it's two in the morning for me and I should really get some sleep.



Admittedly there's a few things I'm still iffy on, mainly the Semblance. I'm not sure on that, and if it's too powerful or vice versa. If there's problems with it, I'll definitely get to changing it as quick as I can. Along with that, not sure if the Aura stuff is too over the top. If it is, I'll give that a few changes too.

Oh, yeah, and the bio part might be three paragraphs instead of two... please forgive me.
Lehariel Leet - the 1337 Mage



A fair amount of time had passed since Lehariel had chatted with her teacher... Teach, as she called her. While her teacher didn't have the time to teach her more than two spells, that was more than enough for the silver-haired, purple-wearing mage. While she found herself worrying about the ultimate fate of the NPCs in Talrae earlier - she'd moved past it. That wasn't a problem - for now, at the very least. Instead, Lehariel found herself roving the streets of Genesis City, knowing not where she was headed. As she trekked through the city, she was deep in thought - now pondering all sorts of combo attacks she could utilize. As she thought about this, she wrote on one of her scrolls she'd bought a while back. Occasionally, she'd take a look at her surroundings, as to not bump into anybody.

Eventually, Lehariel found herself passing by a fairly large building, piquing her interest and taking her attention away from her scroll. While the rest of Genesis City wasn't too active at this hour... whatever this large building was, it seemed like it was, simply put, abuzz with people. Her curiosity took a hold of her... what exactly was this building? She hadn't seen it before, but she hadn't given Genesis City much of a look-see in the past. Lehariel took a glance at a few people outside the building and noticed - they were equipped with weapons. Though, to call them ordinary weapons would be a stretch, for they were ornate. Some of these weapons were beautiful and sleek, while others could only be described as vicious looking.

'I'd love to fight some of these guys, A thought crossed Lehariel's mind, as she glanced at a tall man in scarlet red armour, a blood red greatsword attached to his back, then to a woman clad in blue with a hat, with a lance attached to her back. 'Can't help but think I'm a wee bit outclassed, though... these guys look tough! But I'll be that tough someday. No, I'll be tougher. I'm sure of it...!'

Lehariel continued to admire these powerful looking warriors. It took a fair while before she caught sight of a nearby sign, though, which answered her question as to where she was. She was right outside of the Guild Hall, which she felt she didn't really have much business with, at least, not at the moment, though her new boss likely did. After all, he was, or seemed to be a guild leader, if Lehariel's memory was correct. It seemed like quite the task - Lehariel couldn't imagine being the leader of a pack of adventurers. Instead, she felt she was more of a follower. All she needed was a task to get done - the complicated stuff wasn't her forte, and she didn't find it particularly interesting either.

'Speaking of my guild... I kinda headed off out of the blue, didn't I? Huh... probably not the best thing to do. I only met these guys today. That's probably not a great impression.' Lehariel Leet wondered. 'I'll head back and say hi - that's what I'll do! From this day forth, I'm with them, so I may as well actually get to know them. They seem like a real interesting cast of characters.'

And with that, Lehariel headed to meet up with her new Guildmates. Trekking through the dark streets of Genesis City, Lehariel headed for the inn. While she didn't have a map, she was fairly confident in her wayfaring abilities. A powerful mage like Lehariel Leet had to be quite skilled at finding her way to her destination, after all. At least, in theory...




It took time, but Lehariel eventually found herself back at the door to the inn, after having accidentally heading to the markets, the blacksmith's, the bank, and the guild hall once again. As it turned out, the young mage's 'incredible power' didn't allow her to find her way to the inn in Genesis City. Locating the inn had been Lehariel's greatest foe yet, but she emerged victorious... eventually.

Before Lehariel headed, well, in to the inn, she began asking herself what she'd say upon entering. Simply opening the door and coming in was lackluster, boring, and generally uninteresting to her, and that wasn't her style at all. Of course, just saying anything wouldn't suffice. It had to sound and look cool. Lehariel felt she'd found just the quote to use to greet whoever was in the inn.

With a quick push of the door, causing it to open, Lehariel set down a foot inside the inn with a thud, then pointed to herself and spoke. "Ladies and gentlemen... Lehariel Leet has entered the building!"

'Damn, that was rad! I practically ooze cool, I reckon.'
I'll also be able to have my character posted very shortly. I've settled on a weapon, and I think I've got the Semblance set in stone. I'll get to posting it very soon... I wanted to have it done a lot earlier, but I kept changing my mind on weapons.
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