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Trial of Shadows | Warrior Cats

I did want Duskclan leader haha. Great minds think alike haha.

Trial of Shadows | Warrior Cats

Sounds good!

Trial of Shadows | Warrior Cats

Ooooo, this looks promising. I'm interested! Are we all sticking to Mistclan? Or can we move around? Cause I'd love to make a Deputy/Leader for Duskclan!

Skyfall: A Coming of Age Story

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Mikhah's Manor ---> Castle

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It was still dark when Mikhah woke up, startled. His dreams had been vivid and even now, as his chest was heaving and sweat poured from his brow, he could see the scene before him as if he couldn't escape. He had been stuck on a small road, surrounded on all sides by enemies and his King was being attacked by what appeared to be Demons. No matter how he tried, no matter how many he killed he wasn't able to reach his Liege, and just as the man was being stabbed through the heart he had awoken. Mikhaha closed his eyes and shook his head violently to get the sights from his vision and then felt a presence beside him. He opened his eyes, peering past red strands of his hair that were plastered to his forehead, and saw Lanthiel peering at him with concern in his unnaturally green eyes. Mikhah forced a smile that he knew wouldn't be reassuring and shrugged. "I'm ok Lan, just a nightmare. Probably because of nerves, not every day you meet the King and get sent on whatever mission he has for you."

Lanthiel didn't seem convinced, the 'boy' narrowing his eyes before slowly nodding. Human emotions were weird and he was still learning them but he supposed that logically it made sense for Mikhah to be nervous and that those nerves could affect sleep patterns. "I just wanted to make sure you weren't dying, you sounded like you were being stabbed to death. Sleep well?" His words came in a 'matter of fact' tone while the last bit was phrased as a question, with curiosity seeping into his voice before he gave a final shrug and padded back to his own bed.

Mikhah chuckled a bit as he watched his Eidolon. Lanthiel was certainly different, but Mikhah found his desire to learn and become 'human' admirable. The two had been through quite a bit together already just growing up and learning to fight. They were inseparable and knew each other like the back of their own hands. Secrets didn't exist between them and Mikhah was proud that Lanthiel had much so much progress since they had first met.

With the curious Eidolon sleeping once again Mikhah took a few more deep calming breaths and got himself comfortable once again under the blankets of his bed. He did his best to get the worries of the next evening out of the pit within his stomach and when a bit of peace was found he drifted off back to sleep...

"Mikhah if you don't wake up on the next swing I'm going to call the wind to help me and you don't wan-" Lanthiel was interrupted by Mikhah flying upright, sending covers all over the bed and almost smacking the poor Eidolon in the face as Lanthiel was sitting on his chest poking him in the neck.

"No! No, I'm up. No need to call the wind, besides Abcde would kill me if she came in, to see that sort of mess on my last day here. No thanks, so you just get off and we'll..." Mikhah trailed off as a large yawn took over his speaking and then smiled sleepily to Lanthiel who hmphed and climbed off Mikhah and onto the floor. Mikhah noticed he was already dressed and hoped he didn't sleep in too long, his parents were wanting to wish him luck and send him off with one last family breakfast. He swung his legs around the bed and began rushing around to get himself prepared. His clothes had been prepared the night prior and as such he didn't have to rummage around to find something to wear. It was simple traveling clothes, as he was sure he wouldn't need to be court attire or his armor just traveling to the King's Castle. A quick bath, some hopeless attempts to fix his hair, and a change later and he was ready to go.

Mikhah rushed out of his room and almost knocked Abcde, one of the head servants, off her feet. He winced and quickly grabbed what she was carrying to make sure she didn't drop anything and sheepishly gave his apologies as he snaked around her and moved on. The manor was large but Mikhah had lived there his entire life. He knew the quickest ways down to the Great Hall and as he passed the library he yelled inside. "Come on Lan! Time for breakfast." His shout was returned by another, a bit higher pitched and the sound of running feet. Content that his Eidolon was following after him, Mikhah continued his descent down the grand staircase and then into the entrance hall. He gave polite nods to the servants and guards before making his way fully into the Great Hall where plates from the kitchens were just arriving, the first of which is placed in front of a middle-aged man with a salt and pepper beard, blue eyes, and a stern look on his face. The second plate was placed in front of a woman of similar age to the man to her left. She had strawberry blonde hair and contrasted the stern look of her husband with that of joy.

Calipsu's smile was known to light up any room she was in, and it was no different in the Great Hall as all the servants seemed to be in brighter spirits. Even Mikhah who was still a bit groggy from sleep was affected, and Mikhah knew the stern look on his father's face would be much worse were it not for his wife's presence beside him. Mikhah made his way up to his own place at the table and then chuckled as Lanthiel came sliding in from the entrance hall, stopping and gulping as he noticed everyone was assembled. The Eidolon slowly straightened his back and rolled his shoulder while shaking his head just slightly. Now standing properly he slowly made his way up to sit right as Mikhah's side, Mikhah holding back laughter as it happened.

And Mikhah wasn't the only one, Calipsu also hid a large smile and had to cover her mouth to disguise the laughs that were coming from her. Even Isak, the patriarch of the family had his lips twitch in amusement before it was wiped away. The man looked sternly at the two boys and shook his head. "You slept in this morning hm?" Isak let his sentence hang, dread looming over both Mikhah and Lanthiel until the stern face was shattered by a large grin and chuckle. "A good idea, need all the rest you can get for your journey." The spell was broken and both Mikhah and his best friend could only gape and then narrow their eyes as they realized they had been led on. "Not funny dad, you had me going for a moment there. But yeah, we slept in. I-I well didn't sleep all that well. Nerves." Mikhah received two similar looks of concern from both his parents but he shrugged and let them know that in the end, it was fine. Mikhah's and Lanthiel's food arrived after that and conversation was saved until after.

Breakfast was as always, delicious but soon it was time for the two travelers to prepare their things and head for the stable where two horses were prepared. Another was being loaded up with supplies, and extra bags. Mikhah, Lanthiel, and both parents exited the Manor and exchanged hugs before Isak removed himself and went back inside. Mikhah didn't think anything of it and sent Lanthiel to check the straps and gear on the horses and then stopped dead when he saw his father returning with a sword... And not just any sword, but Tamerlein, a sword crafted by a Master Blacksmith who created a colored stain mosaic in the steel. It was a gorgeous blade and the pride of their family and so when his father stopped in front of him and held it out, Mikhah could only gasp and then pull his dad into a large hug while admiring the sword. "You should take this with you, son, and make sure to bring it back so you can give it to your own someday." Mikhah knew he was still crying and just nodded, taking a good five minutes to calm himself. Eventually, however, he did, saying his final goodbyes and then swinging himself onto his horse which trotted forward a few times in anticipation. He waved and then pointed Aesteloth towards their location and galloped off.

The trip was a simple affair for the most part. Their manor lay close to the Castle as Mikhah's family were nobles and advisors both. All in all the journey came out to average, and as they approached the gates Mikhah spotted a bird swoop down from the sky and then disappear. He smiled to himself and urged his horse faster, glancing behind to make sure Lanthiel was still following ok. The Eidolon wasn't the best rider as the horses could sense he was different. But he had improved by leaps and bounds and his current horse had been bred to trust him. The two made their way to the gates and Mikhah gave a small wave to the sentries who would no doubt recognize him and his crest. He noticed a few others waiting to be addressed but with the portcullis open and ready he simply trotted him, and dismounted in the courtyard, handing the reigns of Aesteloth to a stable-boy and smiling over to Lanthiel. "Well Lanthiel, here we are. I'll head up to see where our rooms will be located and meet you in the training hall after. Lanthiel nodded his understanding and dismounted to start seeing to their supplies and inventory it so nothing went 'missing'.

Skyfall: A Coming of Age Story

Mikhah the Perceptive Noble

Character Details:

Name: Mikhah
Age: 16

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Personality:
Mikhah is an interesting enigma of a teenager. He's filled with the classic teenage angst and attitude yet he tempers it with an intelligence beyond his years. He's always willing to learn something new and has a knack for staring and absorbing various activities that he sees done around the large house. Just in case he should he ever have to do the task himself. A firm believer in knowledge being one's best weapon Mikhah spends a lot of time reading and learning and shows thoughtfulness for others. He was raised as a gentleman and he understands how the 'game' is played, knowing that all his words carry weight. He has struggled with anxiety for some time and to combat it, as it goes against his nature of being the 'perfect' son, he started training in the practice field with sword and shield when not in the library. Mikhah developed a style of his own with Mathus, a guard captain, whom he opened to about his struggles. He developed this style by using his brain along with his speed, and it relies on using his opponent's attacks against them, feinting and outsmarting his opponents into making mistakes that he can capitalize on with ripostes and crisp blade work. Like with his other activities it's his 'true sight' that allows him to perform with this style so well, able to truly observe every move his opponent is making and foresee their next moves based on previous information. The result is a very defensive and very calculating game of cat and mouse, that is until Mikhah figures out his opponent's fighting style. At that point, it's usually too late.

All in all, Mikhah is a teenager in the midst of many changes. He's dealing with trying to keep his family supported, and to perfect his own duties which he's still trying to figure out. He's a mess of anxiousness, tempered by an older instructor who has taught the young man to forge that anxiety into positive energy and to attack the world with boldness instead. You never know what to truly expect from him when you pass him in the hall and even though he's mature for his age he will still break down when he feels overwhelmed and required a sincere support system. He may hate it, and will never show said weakness unless he trusts the person unconditionally.

Background:
Mikhah was born to a wealthy family, a family that served the rulers of the land for centuries or more, their loyalty proven on many occasions as the Kingdom went through the trials of the new landscape. Mostly serving as advisors and military leaders the Aparo name is synonymous with chivalry, respectability, and law. Their lands are noted for minerals and the blacksmiths some of the best in the Kingdom able to use advanced techniques to create patterns in the blades. They are proud and prestigious, and all of that rich history was imparted into the head of the first-born son of Calipsu and Isak Aparo, Mikhah, who is the current heir to the House.

Mikhah grew up wanting for nothing and given everything he could possibly need to be a happy child. Thought as his parents like to say, with great power and privilege came extreme responsibility. In addition to the usual activities of a child, Mikhah spent a large portion of his time studying with tutors and scholars from all around the Kingdom and sometimes beyond. Taught his letters, and how to speak properly the boy was being groomed for a life leading the House and grew addicted to books and learning. Unfortunately, he was combating growing anxiety as he aged into the double digits. At ten he understood the reality of the expectations upon his shoulders. It ended up threatening to burst which was the perfect time for his parents to give him an outlet and contracted a Guard Captain named Mathus to begin teaching the boy how to defend himself.

Instruction started off simply, with standard parries and feints but quickly grew to be quite brutal. Mathus taking the stance that the young man should be prepared for all kinds of fighting, and not what he called 'playing'. As Mikhah grew so did the savagery of the training, and so did the weight of other studies. The pressure was all around but blowing off the steam helped quite a bit. Surprisingly the now teenager found a true calling to the Longsword and with Mathus's help created his own fighting style which has proven many times to be quite a challenge for even some seasoned fighters. Hailed as a gifted youth, Mikhah was placed in a pool of others from around the Kingdom just in case the need should arise.

During his time going about his many lessons and emotions, he met a younger boy who had been wandering around the forests outside the family home. The two struck up an easy friendship that just felt 'right' and after a year the boy or Eidolon revealed his true nature and attaching himself firmly to Mikhah. It was a strange partnership as Lanthiel, the Eidolon's name was determined to be human and to learn their ways. He was unlike any other Mikhah had heard of but the two had grown closer than brothers, and after some consideration by his parents, Lanthiel was allowed to stay.

The day after Mikhah's sixteenth birthday the need for the gifted youth did arrive after a shooting star was seen overhead. And Mikhah now finds that instead of preparing for his test of courage has been summoned to investigate along with the other gifted youth and their Eidolons. Mikhah is eager to prove himself and is eager to get started serving his Kingdom while Lanthiel is excited for his human but also as the chance of adventure and to see how other humans act. His thirst for knowledge and learning as equal, if not more so than his humans own.


Skills:

• Diplomacy: Mikhah has been trained and schooled to negotiate with even people he normally would dislike and hate with a burning passion. In control of his emotions at the table, he is a talented and skilled diplomat already having been sent by his family to treat with other noble families. Mikhah's talent at 'seeing' through people's actions and get a feel for his environment has helped him in this endeavor and the combination of his youth and oddity of an Eidolon has made many people underestimate those talents.
• Perception: Ever since he could walk Mikhah has been curious about the world and searched for answers. An inquisitive mind that always asks why and calculates Mikhah looks at things and can see past what others may have missed, or passed over as unimportant. To Mikhah, everything is important and he files it away in an excellent memory for later. His perception has become a part of his very being and is used in all other traits. Mikhah would consider this to be his fundamental trait and the one that any others are built upon.
• Swordplay: Trained to fight not just other noble fighters but everyday bandits, larger men, shorter men, and multiple opponents. How to move, where to place his back, under-handed tactics to watch out for, and the necessity for keeping ones cool Mikhah is a well oiled and drilled fighters that also has a true talent for swinging a blade. His swordsmanship is a sight to behold, elegant and deadly but also careful and planned. He's a dangerous fighter as he has developed a style to use his enemies' weaknesses and strengths against them.

Gear:

• Longsword named Tamerlein which has been in the family for four decades after being gifted to them by a Master Blacksmith. On his left hip.
• Arming Sword on his right hip.
• Dagger behind his back, leaning towards the right for ease of access.
• Many sets of clothing. One for more political aspects, one for traveling, and one for fighting. His court clothing is a mix of gold, blue, and silver which are the Aparo colors while his traveling clothing is a simple soft blue leather suit with some chain mail underneath. Finally when knowingly entering combat his combat attire consists of a mix of cloth gambeson, chain mail hauberk, leather, and scale with a tabard and cloak displaying the Aparo eagle in either direction but also to hide his footwork from his enemy.
• Large travel pack with food rations, his spare clothing, and water canteens.

Misc.: Enjoys singing and has a decent singing voice. Also can play the violin and read music. Color code: color=1E90FF

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Eidolon Details:

Name: Lanthiel the elf! HUMAN! He meant human of course...
Appearance: Standing at exactly four feet, the Eidolon appears a young squire to his 'master' while he wears hoods and his hair is kept long to hide the points.

Lanthiel

Abilities:

• Elven Agility: Lanthiel is fast and agile making him extremely difficult to hit. So fast that it seems he becomes a blur for a time. Pay no attention to the muttered words at the start... He isn't using magic you are!
• Healing Magic: Lanthiel is able to call upon the forces of the earth to accelerate and mend wounds, draw out infections and poisons, as well as slow blood flow to form clots and prevent one from bleeding out. The more he heals the more exhausted he becomes, as channeling elemental forces can be tiring as a young Eido-human...
• Nature Manipulation: Lanthiel has a strong bond with the elements, and can call upon them to aid him or Mikhah if required. Stronger spells require more power but most of these abilities strength come from nature giving willingly and as such is less taxing than channeling the power into someone else.

Skyfall: A Coming of Age Story

Mikhah the Perceptive Noble

Character Details:

Name: Mikhah
Age: 16

Extra Images

Personality:
Mikhah is an interesting enigma of a teenager. He's filled with the classic teenage angst and attitude yet he tempers it with an intelligence beyond his years. He's always willing to learn something new and has a knack for staring and absorbing various activities that he sees done around the large house. Just in case he should he ever have to do the task himself. A firm believer in knowledge being one's best weapon Mikhah spends a lot of time reading and learning and shows thoughtfulness for others. He was raised as a gentleman and he understands how the 'game' is played, knowing that all his words carry weight. He has struggled with anxiety for some time and to combat it, as it goes against his nature of being the 'perfect' son, he started training in the practice field with sword and shield when not in the library. Mikhah developed a style of his own with Mathus, a guard captain, whom he opened to about his struggles. He developed this style by using his brain along with his speed, and it relies on using his opponent's attacks against them, feinting and outsmarting his opponents into making mistakes that he can capitalize on with ripostes and crisp blade work. Like with his other activities it's his 'true sight' that allows him to perform with this style so well, able to truly observe every move his opponent is making and foresee their next moves based on previous information. The result is a very defensive and very calculating game of cat and mouse, that is until Mikhah figures out his opponent's fighting style. At that point, it's usually too late.

All in all, Mikhah is a teenager in the midst of many changes. He's dealing with trying to keep his family supported, and to perfect his own duties which he's still trying to figure out. He's a mess of anxiousness, tempered by an older instructor who has taught the young man to forge that anxiety into positive energy and to attack the world with boldness instead. You never know what to truly expect from him when you pass him in the hall and even though he's mature for his age he will still break down when he feels overwhelmed and required a sincere support system. He may hate it, and will never show said weakness unless he trusts the person unconditionally.

Background:
Mikhah was born to a wealthy family, a family that served the rulers of the land for centuries or more, their loyalty proven on many occasions as the Kingdom went through the trials of the new landscape. Mostly serving as advisors and military leaders the Aparo name is synonymous with chivalry, respectability, and law. Their lands are noted for minerals and the blacksmiths some of the best in the Kingdom able to use advanced techniques to create patterns in the blades. They are proud and prestigious, and all of that rich history was imparted into the head of the first-born son of Calipsu and Isak Aparo, Mikhah, who is the current heir to the House.

Mikhah grew up wanting for nothing and given everything he could possibly need to be a happy child. Thought as his parents like to say, with great power and privilege came extreme responsibility. In addition to the usual activities of a child, Mikhah spent a large portion of his time studying with tutors and scholars from all around the Kingdom and sometimes beyond. Taught his letters, and how to speak properly the boy was being groomed for a life leading the House and grew addicted to books and learning. Unfortunately, he was combating growing anxiety as he aged into the double digits. At ten he understood the reality of the expectations upon his shoulders. It ended up threatening to burst which was the perfect time for his parents to give him an outlet and contracted a Guard Captain named Mathus to begin teaching the boy how to defend himself.

Instruction started off simply, with standard parries and feints but quickly grew to be quite brutal. Mathus taking the stance that the young man should be prepared for all kinds of fighting, and not what he called 'playing'. As Mikhah grew so did the savagery of the training, and so did the weight of other studies. The pressure was all around but blowing off the steam helped quite a bit. Surprisingly the now teenager found a true calling to the Longsword and with Mathus's help created his own fighting style which has proven many times to be quite a challenge for even some seasoned fighters. Hailed as a gifted youth, Mikhah was placed in a pool of others from around the Kingdom just in case the need should arise.

During his time going about his many lessons and emotions, he met a younger boy who had been wandering around the forests outside the family home. The two struck up an easy friendship that just felt 'right' and after a year the boy or Eidolon revealed his true nature and attaching himself firmly to Mikhah. It was a strange partnership as Lanthiel, the Eidolon's name was determined to be human and to learn their ways. He was unlike any other Mikhah had heard of but the two had grown closer than brothers, and after some consideration by his parents, Lanthiel was allowed to stay.

The day after Mikhah's sixteenth birthday the need for the gifted youth did arrive after a shooting star was seen overhead. And Mikhah now finds that instead of preparing for his test of courage has been summoned to investigate along with the other gifted youth and their Eidolons. Mikhah is eager to prove himself and is eager to get started serving his Kingdom while Lanthiel is excited for his human but also as the chance of adventure and to see how other humans act. His thirst for knowledge and learning as equal, if not more so than his humans own.


Skills:

• Diplomacy: Mikhah has been trained and schooled to negotiate with even people he normally would dislike and hate with a burning passion. In control of his emotions at the table, he is a talented and skilled diplomat already having been sent by his family to treat with other noble families. Mikhah's talent at 'seeing' through people's actions and get a feel for his environment has helped him in this endeavor and the combination of his youth and oddity of an Eidolon has made many people underestimate those talents.
• Perception: Ever since he could walk Mikhah has been curious about the world and searched for answers. An inquisitive mind that always asks why and calculates Mikhah looks at things and can see past what others may have missed, or passed over as unimportant. To Mikhah, everything is important and he files it away in an excellent memory for later. His perception has become a part of his very being and is used in all other traits. Mikhah would consider this to be his fundamental trait and the one that any others are built upon.
• Swordplay: Trained to fight not just other noble fighters but everyday bandits, larger men, shorter men, and multiple opponents. How to move, where to place his back, under-handed tactics to watch out for, and the necessity for keeping ones cool Mikhah is a well oiled and drilled fighters that also has a true talent for swinging a blade. His swordsmanship is a sight to behold, elegant and deadly but also careful and planned. He's a dangerous fighter as he has developed a style to use his enemies' weaknesses and strengths against them.

Gear:

• Longsword named Tamerlein which has been in the family for four decades after being gifted to them by a Master Blacksmith. On his left hip.
• Arming Sword on his right hip.
• Dagger behind his back, leaning towards the right for ease of access.
• Many sets of clothing. One for more political aspects, one for traveling, and one for fighting. His court clothing is a mix of gold, blue, and silver which are the Aparo colors while his traveling clothing is a simple soft blue leather suit with some chain mail underneath. Finally when knowingly entering combat his combat attire consists of a mix of cloth gambeson, chain mail hauberk, leather, and scale with a tabard and cloak displaying the Aparo eagle in either direction but also to hide his footwork from his enemy.
• Large travel pack with food rations, his spare clothing, and water canteens.

Misc.: Enjoys singing and has a decent singing voice. Also can play the violin and read music.

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Eidolon Details:

Name: Lanthiel the elf! HUMAN! He meant human of course...
Appearance: Standing at exactly four feet, the Eidolon appears a young squire to his 'master' while he wears hoods and his hair is kept long to hide the points.

Lanthiel

Abilities:

• Elven Agility: Lanthiel is fast and agile making him extremely difficult to hit. So fast that it seems he becomes a blur for a time. Pay no attention to the muttered words at the start... He isn't using magic you are!
• Healing Magic: Lanthiel is able to call upon the forces of the earth to accelerate and mend wounds, draw out infections and poisons, as well as slow blood flow to form clots and prevent one from bleeding out. The more he heals the more exhausted he becomes, as channeling elemental forces can be tiring as a young Eido-human...
• Nature Manipulation: Lanthiel has a strong bond with the elements, and can call upon them to aid him or Mikhah if required. Stronger spells require more power but most of these abilities strength come from nature giving willingly and as such is less taxing than channeling the power into someone else.

The Satsuma Rebellion - A Magical Incursion RP

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_{Interacting With: @Hedgehawk/Melville/Aloysius}

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The blinking of a damaged sign reading 'No Board' is what captivated Kairo's attention. When not on duty and in a crowded location, such as a bustling airport with hundreds of potential flyers, Kai liked to lose track of the world for a little bit. A stark contrast to the constant head-turning, crowd checks, and contingency plans when he was on duty. It was the lack of work that had made him nervous in the first place, he had just been assigned to his assigned VIP, and not even a month later he was forced to separate to another flight so as to, 'not draw suspicion'. With a soft yawn, Kairo stood and gave a stretch and smoothed his hair on its left side above the ear. He was a mix of bored, frustrated, and relaxed and all of them were new emotions more or less. He made his way to his gate and plastered a fake smile onto his face as he greeted the ticket collector who blushed and looked down as she checked his ticket and then gave a wink when she noticed he was in first class. Briefly, Kairo considered flirting back but the gravity of the situation in Japan had ruined his mood and so he just widened his smile a little and started heading onto the plane proper.

Truth be told, Kai was lucky he had been allowed first-class. The Guild kept things simple, off the grid, but he had managed to get the ok after casually mentioning that he would have more time to prepare in a first-class seat and have a semblance of privacy instead of being locked shoulder to shoulder with a stranger that could be anybody. The guild relented and here Kairo was, settling into his seat and smirking softly as he brought out his laptop and typed in a coded phrase into a chatbox, 'Passing Herod.' There was a moment of quiet before a gentle ding informing of a message and Kairo glanced down to see a response. 'Copy, passing Herod. The package was delivered successfully. Safe flight.' Kai smirked and exited the chatroom before breathing out a sigh and closing his eyes. When he opened them next he found that the trip was already halfway over and that it was dark outside. With a large stretch and a stifled yawn, Kai took stock of his surroundings and decided to stretch his legs and use the little agent's room. As he was passing by other sleeping first-class fliers he took note of the time and chuckled a bit, he must have been more tired than he had thought. It didn't really matter, the trip was going to be spent doing nothing anyway so catching up on missed sleep was a blessing really but still, Kai didn't like succumbing to any weakness and the need for sleep was one of those.

In the end, however, after taking care of other mortal needs such as the bathroom, Kairo returned to his seat and once again passed out and didn't wake again until he felt hands gently shaking him. Coming out of his sleep he froze, muscles tensing and eyes dilating as a rush of adrenaline ran through him until he managed to gain control. He had to relax each muscle slowly and let himself wake before opening his eyes and forcing a smile when he noticed the same attractive blonde attendant hovering over him. She seemed hesitant and apologetic for startling him but Kai just poured on the charm and made sure to ease the situation to not make a scene. He also quietly cursed his exhaustion and for not waking earlier. He could just hear his old instructor in his head. 'Don't you DARE ever lose focus, at any time!' With a sigh, he gathered his belongings and after the plane touched down and began taxiing to an available gate, Kairo opened his laptop and opened a chat program and winced as he noticed the latest message. 'Safehouse has been compromised. No more safe houses left. Go to this address instead. Equipment stash secure.' The situation had deteriorated quickly then which meant that the rebellion was far more organized than most and that the local guild was more or less out of existence. Kairo and the team he was with were alone with no Operating Base and no support.

With the situation so hostile, Kairo was looking forward to retrieving his supplies and making contact with Melville. He knew that his charge's plane would have already landed which meant that the Louis was in the area with no one to help should he need it and if he was being honest with himself that put Kai on edge. He hurried through the luggage line to pick up his other bag, passed through inspection and customs, and then headed to the vehicle rental service. Inside was a black Lexus GS with his name on it, and Kairo once again had to smirk at the reach his family and the Guild had. He turned the ignition and patted the dash as the vehicle purred to life and as the car came to life the viewscreen went instantly to the map mode where coordinates had been programmed in. Kai nodded and took a few breaths before making his foray into Japan proper. He was a seasoned driver, the skill being one of many that had been ingrained into him by the Ahmedi family tutors and trainers who wished to ensure any of their members assigned to a Louis family member would be able to engage in vehicular skirmishes and knew defensive driving techniques. It was a bit different to be in a country he was unfamiliar with, but in the end, he made it to the address and peered at the unassuming warehouse.

Paranoia caused him to park the Lexus in the back, a tarp covering a pallet of supplies also being placed over it. He didn't necessarily think he could be compromised but one could never be too careful. After ensuring that his habits were followed he made his way into the warehouse and began searching. After ten minutes of searching, he came to a room marked with the Ahmedi crest and within a locked closet door. For Kairo, that door didn't stand a chance after having been taught Ahmedi locks and after a short time, the tell-tale 'click' of a lock opening followed by the 'clang!' of it hitting the ground was heard. Kai smirked and opened the closet to see a large black box standing up in the closet. It was about six feet tall and about as wide as Kai was and all total it had that 'heavy' look to it. Kai drug it out and then let it fall, the box making a loud boom throughout the warehouse and he mentally kicked himself for being so careless. His inner paranoia made him do a quick check to make sure no one heard before returning and typing in a four-digit code on the front. A hiss of compressed air was given before the locks clicked open and Kai had a wide grin on his face as he opened the box and revealed the treasures inside. Those 'treasures' included an HK MK23 side-arm complete with a flashlight, laser dot sight, and speed-loading magazine, an HK 416 Assault Rifle with full attachments, a shoulder holster, a hip holster, a tactical knife, high-powered flashlights, a black watch, pliers, extra magazines, his kevlar, and a tactical kit.

Kairo kept his smirk and went ahead and placed his shoulder holster on under the sports coat and as soon as he placed the MK23 and felt the familiar weight he breathed much easier. The rest of the gear he stowed away into the large unassuming grey backpack that was placed in the back of his car and once finished stood and took a deep breath. He pressed a button on the watch and a secure network was setup which he used to send an encrypted message from his phone while connected. 'Passing Jericho.' He disconnected from the network, pressed the button again, and then walked out of the warehouse with much less paranoia. He had heard horror stories of Ahmedi Agents being ambushed at an equipment drop site and with how this mission was turning out Kai wouldn't have put anything out of the frame of mind. As that thought passed by however it made him want to reach the residence as soon as possible. He secured his bag in the back, jumped into the driver's seat and sped off after inserting the address of his new home away from home.

All in all, the trip didn't take to long but would have been faster had he taken the train. He wasn't used to the traffic in the area and as such he hit a few jams that he notated for future information. He memorized what roads he could, and took in the landmarks he passed. He was in full mission mode and even his eyes had slightly narrowed as the serious face took over his face. Upon arriving, Kai passed the home twice to scope out any potential vehicular surveillance, and only when he was sure that things were clear did he park the Lexus in the driveway. He locked the vehicle down after exiting and then took a good look at the house. It actually wasn't terrible, and much better than Kai was expecting. He glanced around before sighing to himself and performing a full perimeter patrol... Three times, taking in escape routes in the adjoining yards, which roads went where, and the general escapability of the house overall. When he was finished he had four working full retreat options and defensive siege positions. Only then did he permit himself to return to the Lexus, haul the bag onto his back and make his way to the door.

He didn't bother knocking but tested the door to see if it was unlocked and sighed to himself when he noticed that it was, in fact, unlocked for any average joe to walk in on. He gently opened the door and crept in, locking it behind him. When he wished, Kai could make his footsteps quiet as a mouse and he glanced around the home for a moment and nodded, impressed at the size and relative neatness. Not half bad for a rapid job, and once again flexing just how much reach the Guild had around the globe. Part of him wanted to put his defensive plans into actions and start mapping the home, but as he heard Melville's voice from further inside Kai's smirk grew into a playful one and he crept further in. "Sorry Aloysius, I just love making you jump. Keeps you on your toes." Kai then took a deep breath, placed his bag down beside him, and then charged the couch, activating his anti-magic on his charge to make sure no accidents happened before yelling out.

"YOU LEFT THE DOOR UNLOCKED AND ARE NOW DEAD!" It was fast and meant to startle and perhaps make Mel fall off the couch or scream. Oh, that would be good.

Melville was just about to reply to Aloysius when the sudden yell came from behind. On instinct, he went to raise the nearest object he could see but realized that he couldn't. Turning around fully he could only see the blur of the figure approaching him. It was at this point he realized exactly who it was. "Nice try. If I really wanted to I could have smashed you into the wall." Melville commented as he crossed his arms. Aloysius in the background however couldn't help but stifle a laugh.

Luckily for Kairo, he was good as stopping quickly and so he simply flipped over the cough and landed beside Mel with a growing smirk and shrugged. "You could have tried yes." He gave a wink and then noticed Aloysius and grew a bit more serious. "Ah, sorry about that. Was just trying to shove home basic home defense. You know how it is these days with getting people to lock their doors." He gave a shrug and folded his arms behind his head.

"It is fine. Just don't trash my childhood home. I do still occasionally go there." Aloysius commented as he finally got around to putting his bowl of cereal down. Melville didn't respond, instead deciding to go back to sitting on the couch. 2 I left it unlocked so that you guys could walk right in. I highly doubt that the rebels even know this place exists.

Raising an eyebrow, Kai peered towards the screen and nodded. He had assumed the house was a quick back-up plan and supposed that it still was but still, knowing Aloysius had a personal attachment to it made Kai like the man all the more as he was willing to let them use it for the mission. He then glanced towards Mel and sighed a bit and nodded. "We can't assume anything with the local guild losing all of their holdings. Just, do me a favor and wait for me to arrive before losing protective habits eh?" He tried to brighten his facial structure but probably only succeeded in looking weird. It was still a bit awkward talking to Melville, the two having only recently been forced to spent time together as Kairo was assigned to him. He was still figuring the Louis heir out and was forced to guess on most interactions how to react.

"I still find it funny that an heir to one of the four great families needs a bodyguard." Melville said in a whimsical tone. He was about to speak when Aloysius interrupted him.

"At least you get a bodyguard. Me and Salem don't"

"Yeah, but you have a literal arsenal of weapons and Salem has her father."

"Just because my great grandfather started a weapons business doesn't mean I let it go to my head"

Kai opened his mouth to respond and just remained quiet instead, he also didn't really understand. It was one of the biggest questions he had as a child going through the regimented training and constant tests. He supposed it was mostly about appearances, having Anti-Mages guarding you tended to at least give potential Assassins pause, throw in a childhood of martial arts, weapons, and tactical training and you have yourself a pretty decent guardian. His father however told him that there was more to it, it allowed the heir and then ruler to have someone they trusted to carry out orders. A friend when everyone else wanted for power. Kai could understand that, and so that was what he was striving for with Mel.

"We're more than just bodyguards you know, and you not worrying about yourself lets you focus on throwing things at the enemy. And either way, neither of us have a real choice. It's a tradition at this point. Besides, I'm not that bad. Right?"

"You aren't bad in any way shape or form. You are an extremely helpful person." Melville remarked, making sure to focus on Kai rather than focus on the television screen. "You wouldn't have been chosen for this if you weren't good enough."

Kai opened his mouth to respond and then just nodded. He needed to hear that honestly but wouldn't let it go to his head. He gave a half-smirk and nodded over to Mel in thanks before standing and rolling his shoulder. "Er, thanks. I'm going to go and park near the door and verify everyone coming in. Let me know if you need anything?"

The Satsuma Rebellion - A Magical Incursion RP

Kairo

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Ⱥƀđ Ⱥł ĦȺꝁɨm ꝀȺɨɍø ꝖȺŧȺɍħ ȺħmȺđɨ

_{"I go along with having no freedom or choices so that others can. The end-goal is peace, and security, and I'll pay any price for it."}

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Character Summary

Name: Full name is Abdul Hakim Kairo Qatarh Ahmadi. He goes by Kairo or Kai.
Aliases: Kai, Kairo
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Power:

Anti-Magic

ANTIMAGIC: The ability to cut-off and drain the power of other Mages to negate their ability to use or summon their magic. Kairo has three manifestations that he has found out about and practiced. The most common form is a sort of passive resistance around himself that prevents him from being directly affected by debilitating magical attacks such as mental, emotional, telepathic, and other forms of control. He cannot prevent physical magical damage such as a lightning bolt, a fireball, etc. He can then with the nod of a head nod or by extending a hand send out an invisible force that when directed at a Mage will block them from accessing their powers. There are some limitations to this. The target must be in visual range for this ability to work and even then the range seems to max out at around 30 feet or half that if nullifying three people at once. In addition to this, he has to remain focused, and if interrupted the blocking ends. Kairo has perfected this form of manifestation and can block and protect himself at the same time.

The second manifestation of the power consists of a simple 'charged' area of effect field that localizes where Kairo is standing. The result is a field of about 6 feet that negates ALL powers of those within it, friendly and enemy alike. While keeping the field active Kairo is unable to do anything else magically but can. The process of maintaining the area does prevent heavy physical activities such as running, jumping, or fighting however and most instances require him to be protected as if he's distracted the field will fall. In addition, if used on a large enough group or if drained enough Kai can and will pass out. The largest field he has so far been able to push 15 feet on all sides but this manifestation is the newest and as such the least fleshed out.

The third manifestation and most potent is physical contact. If able to touch another Mage Kai is able to completely, totally, and instantly drain connection to magic and has been known to leave a feeling of lethargy, white-hot pain, and the taste of metal in the mouths of victims. This manifestation is the most powerful but also requires the most risk as Kairo must commit to getting up close and personal.

Limitation(s) | Added into each power manifestation.

Weaknesses | For most if not all of the manifestations, he must focus which means he has to adapt to each and every new situation. If taken by surprise they are an easy take-down. He lack of any offensive ability other than Anti-magic. Generally not trusted and side eyed due to horror stories of physical draining.

Family:

Ahmedi Family

Calla

Mother: Calla- Water Mage, politcian.

Saeed

Father: Saeed- Head of the Family, a very powerful and capable Anti-Mage

Eko

Brother: Eko (11)

Lachlan

Brother: Lachlan (9)

Tattoo:

Kai's Tattoo

Kairo's tattoo manifested on the same location almost all Ahmedi Anti-Mage's tattoo's manifest, which is upon the right fore-arm. The tattoo is that of a small black dot where the original freckle is located, and then above it a small triangle under a larger triangle signifying Ahmedi obedience and loyalty to the Louis. Another triangle outline signifies the individual Anti-Mage's loyalty and finally a third which wraps around the full arm signifying the length of service the Ahmedi's have to the Louis family.

Favorite Season: Autumn

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Appearance

Height: 5'11" 181.5 cm
Weight: 158lbs 71kg
Body Type: Slim yet wiry, toned but lacking wide shoulders. A swimmers build.
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black with some dark brown strands
Skin Tone: Dark skin tone, tans quite well when exposed to the sun.
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None.
Personal Style: Usually seen in easy to move around in clothes that can double as stylish. Dueling jerkins, and overcoats. For pure formal occasions a full tuxedo will be seen, with a purple vest and tie combo instead of the traditional black. Has a hand-gun located in a shoulder holster on him at all times. During more court appearances he and most other Ahmedi Security can be seen in sports coats and button-ups.

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Psychology

Dedicated * Arrogant * Loyal * Overprotective * Adaptable * Unyielding/Stubborn

Sexuality: Bi-sexual
Relationship Status: None
Personality: Kairo has been raised to be nothing more than a loyal soldier, one that would protect the Louis family and their interests no matter what. However, being around the political scene has meant that his blinding loyalty has been tempered with lessons on politics where he has been able to make his own opinions on things, and more importantly how to hide those inner feelings. He has grown into someone who can adapt his personality based on the current need and can go from a charming court politician to a stone-cold soldier within seconds. He's also distant, finding that liking anything or anyone too much can be a sure weakness. He keeps everything at arms reach, never liking anything too much or too hard.

He's intelligent, especially when it comes to political maneuvering and tactics. But its rarely seen, hidden under a mask of blank expressions and emotions that would take minutes to cut through in a discussion. He has the drive to make his family proud and to live up to the impressive pedigree that the Ahmedi family has built has in service to the Louis House.

On the opinions of Mage's and how they are treated, Kairo has quite a bit of hidden feelings. He continues to think about how the Mages were betrayed by the humans and feels like had the Guild not been weakened from protecting the humans from Corpus they could have beaten the non-mages back and taken over where the world would be a better place overall. His training however has ensured that while his opinions are his own, he understands how the world works and doesn't bother complaining, he has a job to do.

He can be quite stubborn and unyielding at times, especially when it comes to tactics and planning but it generally only takes an elder to put their foot down for Kairo to drop it.

Habits:

• Taps his foot or finger when he gets bored
• Shifts constantly if standing in one spot for too long
• Messes with his hair right above his left ear unconsciously, and randomly

Hobbies:

• Practicing his marksmanship and martial arts
• Chess
• Running
• Sleeping
• Sparring
• Violin

Fears:

• Drowning
• Being trapped in one place. Or being trapped in general.
• Being helpless
• Disrespecting his family
• Making a fool out of himself

Likes:

• Books and learning
• Guns
• Martial Arts
• Running during the evening
• Experimenting with his magic
• His Violin

Dislikes:

• Not a huge fan of dogs
• Laziness
• Disrespect
• Ill-informed, and naive non-mages talking like they know anything.
• Summer

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Skills

General Skills:

• Exceptional Marksman
• Has a great mind for tactics
• Organization drill
• Martial Arts, and acrobatics
• Very high IQ that allows him to process information quickly and adapt
• Can play the Violin, Cello, Guitar, Piano, Trumpet, and Baritone as well as being able to read and write music.

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History

Biography: The Ahmedi family has served the Louis Family since they came to power and every generation of Ahmedi's since has had a member inside the Louis' Guard or as leaders of their enforcers. The family headquarters with the Louis family in Europe but has members in all of the Operational Areas to better respond to calls of assistance. All to increase the Louis family's prestige of course. The Ahmedi's are one of the only bloodlines that consistently create Anti-mages on the male side while the Female side tends to produce water or air Mages. Most of the female Ahmedi's are married off to secure alliances and political maneuvers with other magical families, some even within the power base of the other great families. Many have attempted to marry into the family to produce an Anti-mage for themselves and while it's generally successful for a generation or two, the Ahmedi remains the only family to not only consistently produce them for all of history, but to even have a tattoo that signifies them as fully Ahmedi and as such has taken it to a new level. The level of power of non-Ahmedi Anti-Mage's has also been notated.

Some would think that being born into such a family meant that he would have an easy ride, that he would be spoiled and want for nothing. Well, those people would be wrong. Kai was thrown into 'training' the moment he turned four years old. He was sent tutors and specialists whose job it was to turn him into a deadly weapon. He was trained in martial arts, boxing, wrestling, and weapons four days out of seven. Two were spent with school work, and one was spent learning the skills he'd need to be an heir that the family needed.

This routine continued for his entire pre-teen and teenage life, and he became a machine that could not only shoot, and wield martial weapons, but was extremely skilled in various martial arts. Kairo was raised with three words ingrained into him. Loyalty, Duty, and Respect and those three words defined his entire childhood. He spent everyday training, whether it be with swords, guns, the staff, or his hands. He was trained in basic tactics with other children of the Ahmedi family and their retainers and would be pitted up against the other young children. It was a savage training, and no punches were held, no mercy for the weak, and those that could not make it were thrown to the other sections of the family, barely alive. Kairo however thrived in such an environment, showing a particular affinity for the Rapier and Martial Arts. He was what was called 'Ahmedi Chosen' which meant that if powers of Anti-magic were shown then he'd be sent to the Rapid Response Teams and if they weren't he was to be placed as a spy into the non-mage world.

Now at eighteen years old, and having passed 'basic training' as the Ahmedi's call it Kairo did, in fact, show an affinity for Anti-magic, an affinity that rivaled even his own father, and was placed into an RRT (Rapid Response Team) based in Europe. The team's mission was to answer any call in that operational area (Europe) and to deal with threats posed by less than happy Mages potentially exposing the Guild. Kairo, as an anti-mage Kai was able to handle these situations quite well and most of the time could quell the fired up Mages just by appearing and activating his power for a moment. He was used to the glares of Mage's and had heard all the names they called him, including soul-sucker, honor-less cur, traitor, the list goes on. This hands-on learning allowed him to get a good grip on his powers so that now turning 22 he would be ready for his assignment to the Louis family member he would spend the rest of his life defending. A certain Melville Louis.

Dreams and Goals: He wants to become a worthy heir, and a guard that whoever he's assigned to can look back on and call a friend. Hopes to see the world return to a fully peaceful co-existing world.

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Additional Information

Theme Song: Rise
Font Color: =#58FAD0
Other/OOC Notes: The Ahmedi family is still being fleshed out and worked on, but if anyone wished to play a relative/retainer to the family we can definately discuss!

The Satsuma Rebellion - A Magical Incursion RP

Kairo

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Ⱥƀđ Ⱥł ĦȺꝁɨm ꝀȺɨɍø ꝖȺŧȺɍħ ȺħmȺđɨ

_{"I go along with having no freedom or choices so that others can. The end-goal is peace, and security, and I'll pay any price for it."}

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Character Summary

Name: Full name is Abdul Hakim Kairo Qatarh Ahmadi. He goes by Kairo or Kai.
Aliases: Kai, Kairo
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Power:

Anti-Magic

ANTIMAGIC: The ability to cut-off and drain the power of other Mages to negate their ability to use or summon their magic. Kairo has three manifestations that he has found out about and practiced. The most common form is a sort of passive resistance around himself that prevents him from being directly affected by debilitating magical attacks such as mental, emotional, telepathic, etc. He can then in the of a head nod or by extending a hand send out an invisible force previously hugging his form that when directed at a Mage will block them from accessing their powers. There are some limitations to this. The target must be in visual range for this ability to work and even then the range seems to max out at around 30 feet or half that if nullifying three people at once. In addition to this, he has to remain focused, and if interrupted the blocking ends. Kairo has perfected this form of manifestation and can block and protect himself at the same time.

The second manifestation of the power consists of a simple 'charged' area of effect field that localizes where Kairo is standing. The result is a field of about 6 feet that negates ALL powers of those within it, friendly and enemy alike. While keeping the field active Kairo is unable to do anything else magically but can. The process of maintaining the area does prevent heavy physical activities such as running, jumping, or fighting however and most instances require him to be protected as if he's distracted the field will fall. In addition, if used on a large enough group or if drained enough Kai can and will pass out. The largest field he has so far been able to push 15 feet on all sides but this manifestation is the newest and as such the least fleshed out.

The third manifestation and most potent is physical contact. If able to touch another Mage Kai is able to completely, totally, and instantly drain connection to magic and has been known to leave a feeling of lethargy, white-hot pain, and the taste of metal in the mouths of victims. This manifestation is the most powerful but also requires the most risk as Kairo must commit to getting up close and personal.

Limitation(s) | Added into each power manifestation.

Weaknesses | For most if not all of the manifestations, he must focus which means he has to adapt to each and every new situation. If taken by surprise they are an easy take-down. He lack of any offensive ability other than Anti-magic. Generally not trusted and side eyed due to horror stories of physical draining.

Family:

Ahmedi Family

Calla

Mother: Calla- Water Mage, politcian.

Saeed

Father: Saeed- Head of the Family, a very powerful and capable Anti-Mage

Eko

Brother: Eko (11)

Lachlan

Brother: Lachlan (9)

Tattoo:

Kai's Tattoo

Kairo's tattoo manifested on the same location almost all Ahmedi Anti-Mage's tatoo's manifest, which is upon the right fore-arm. The tattoo is that of a small black dot where the original freckle is located, and then above it a small triangle under a larger triangle signifying Ahmedi obedience and loyalty to the Louis. Another triangle outline signifies the individual Anti-Mage's loyalty and finally a third which wraps around the full arm signifying the length of service the Ahmedi's have to the Louis family.

Favorite Season: Autumn

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Appearance

Height: 5'11" 181.5 cm
Weight: 158lbs 71kg
Body Type: Slim yet wiry, toned but lacking wide shoulders. A swimmers build.
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black with some dark brown strands
Skin Tone: Dark skin tone, tans quite well when exposed to the sun.
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None.
Personal Style: Usually seen in easy to move around in clothes that can double as stylish. Dueling jerkins, and overcoats. For pure formal occasions a full tuxedo will be seen, with a purple vest and tie combo instead of the traditional black. Has a onyx jeweled rapier on his left hip most of the time, with a gauche knife sheathed behind his back. During more court appearances he and most other Ahmedi Security can be seen in sports coats and button-ups.

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Psychology

Dedicated * Arrogant * Loyal * Overprotective * Adaptable * Unyielding/Stubborn

Sexuality: Bi-sexual
Relationship Status: None
Personality: Kairo has been raised to be nothing more than a loyal soldier, one that would protect the Louis family and their interests no matter what. However, being around the political scene has meant that his blinding loyalty has been tempered with lessons on politics where he has been able to make his own opinions on things, and more importantly how to hide those inner feelings. He has grown into someone who can adapt his personality based on the current need and can go from a charming court politician to a stone-cold soldier within seconds. He's also distant, finding that liking anything or anyone too much can be a sure weakness. He keeps everything at arms reach, never liking anything too much or too hard.

He's intelligent, especially when it comes to political maneuvering and tactics. But its rarely seen, hidden under a mask of blank expressions and emotions that would take minutes to cut through in a discussion. He has the drive to make his family proud and to live up to the impressive pedigree that the Ahmedi family has built has in service to the Louis House.

On the opinions of Mage's and how they are treated, Kairo has quite a bit of hidden feelings. He continues to think about how the Mages were betrayed by the humans and feels like had the Guild not been weakened from protecting the humans from Corpus they could have beaten the non-mages back and taken over where the world would be a better place overall. His training however has ensured that while his opinions are his own, he understands how the world works and doesn't bother complaining, he has a job to do.

He can be quite stubborn and unyielding at times, especially when it comes to tactics and planning but it generally only takes an elder to put their foot down for Kairo to drop it.

Habits:

• Taps his foot or finger when he gets bored
• Shifts constantly if standing in one spot for too long
• Messes with his hair right above his left ear unconsciously, and randomly

Hobbies:

• Practicing his swordsmanship and martial arts
• Chess
• Running
• Sleeping
• Dueling
• Violin

Fears:

• Drowning
• Being trapped in one place. Or being trapped in general.
• Being helpless
• Disrespecting his family
• Making a fool out of himself

Likes:

• Books and learning
• Fencing
• Martial Arts
• Running during the evening
• Experimenting with his magic
• His Violin

Dislikes:

• Not a huge fan of dogs
• Laziness
• Disrespect
• Ill-informed, and naive non-mages talking like they know anything.
• Summer

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Skills

General Skills:

• Exceptional Swordsman and Duelist
• Has a great mind for tactics
• Organization drill
• Martial Arts, and acrobatics
• Very high IQ that allows him to process information quickly and adapt
• Can play the Violin, Cello, Guitar, Piano, Trumpet, and Baritone as well as being able to read and write music.

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History

Biography: The Ahmedi family has served the Louis Family since they came to power and every generation of Ahmedi's since has had a member inside the Louis' Guard or as leaders of their enforcers. The family headquarters with the Louis family in Europe but has members in all of the Operational Areas to better respond to calls of assistance. All to increase the Louis family's prestige of course. The Ahmedi's are one of the only bloodlines that consistently create Anti-mages on the male side while the Female side tends to produce water or air Mages. Most of the female Ahmedi's are married off to secure alliances and political maneuvers with other magical families, some even within the power base of the other great families. Many have attempted to marry into the family to produce an Anti-mage for themselves and while it's generally successful for a generation or two, the Ahmedi remains the only family to not only consistently produce them for all of history, but to even have a tattoo that signifies them as fully Ahmedi and as such has taken it to a new level. The level of power of non-Ahmedi Anti-Mage's have also been notated.

Some would think that being born into such a family meant that he would have an easy ride, that he would be spoiled and want for nothing. Well, those people would be wrong. Kai was thrown into 'training' the moment he turned four years old. He was sent tutors and specialists whose job it was to turn him into a deadly weapon. He was trained in martial arts, boxing, wrestling, and weapons four days out of seven. Two were spent with school work, and one was spent learning the skills he'd need to be an heir that the family needed.

This routine continued for his entire pre-teen and teenage life, and he became a machine that could not only shoot, and wield martial weapons, but was extremely skilled in various martial arts. Kairo was raised with three words ingrained into him. Loyalty, Duty, and Respect and those three words defined his entire childhood. He spent everyday training, whether it be with swords, rapiers, the staff, or his hands. He was trained in basic tactics with other children of the Ahmedi family and their retainers and would be pitted up against the other young children. It was a savage training, and no punches were held, no mercy for the weak, and those that could not make it were thrown to the other sections of the family, barely alive. Kairo however thrived in such an environment, showing a particular affinity for the Rapier and Martial Arts. He was what was called 'Ahmedi Chosen' which meant that if powers of Anti-magic were shown then he'd be sent to the Rapid Response Teams and if they weren't he was to be placed as a spy into the non-mage world.

Now at eighteen years old, and having passed 'basic training' as the Ahmedi's call it Kairo did, in fact, show an affinity for Anti-magic, an affinity that rivaled even his own father, and was placed into an RRT (Rapid Response Team) based in Europe. The team's mission was to answer any call in that operational area (Europe) and to deal with threats posed by less than happy Mages potentially exposing the Guild. Kairo, as an anti-mage Kai was able to handle these situations quite well and most of the time could quell the fired up Mages just by appearing and activating his power for a moment. He was used to the glares of Mage's and had heard all the names they called him, including soul-sucker, honor-less cur, traitor, the list goes on. This hands-on learning allowed him to get a good grip on his powers so that now turning 22 he would be ready for his assignment to the Louis family member he would spend the rest of his life defending. A certain Melville Louis.

Dreams and Goals: He wants to become a worthy heir, and a guard that whoever he's assigned to can look back on and call a friend. Hopes to see the world return to a fully peaceful co-existing world.

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Additional Information

Theme Song: Rise
Font Color: =#58FAD0
Other/OOC Notes: The Ahmedi family is still being fleshed out and worked on, but if anyone wished to play a relative/retainer to the family we can definately discuss!

The Satsuma Rebellion - A Magical Incursion RP

Count me as interested!