Blazion
Name | Silas Rexxar
Age | 17
Gender | Male
Level/Tier | Adept, Tier 2
House | Bestia
Appearance/Attire |
Silas stands a modest 5’ 7” with a lean, slightly muscular build. His style of clothing is best described as a mix of tribal and bohemian; he is rarely seen without baggy pants and some sort of scarf or bandana. His right shoulder is usually covered in leather to protect his skin from being marred by the razor-sharp talons of his bloodhawk whenever she decides to use him as a perch.
Alignment | Companion
Personality/Habits |
As a natural social butterfly, Silas makes sure there is never a dull moment as long as he's around. He is loyal to a fault, looking out for the best interest of others before himself. He values every friendship, no matter the terms, as if it was the only one he has. Though he is an extremely good-natured person, if you seek to harm those he cares about, you will see a whole different side of him. At times he can be too playful, and tends to not take much seriously…including schoolwork. If it wasn't for this little flaw, he would most likely be a Virtuoso by now.
Background |
Silas is an invoker of humble beginnings. He grew up in a small, quiet village with his parents who were animal breeders. This naturally gave him an appreciation and love for beasts of all kinds. Though he is an only child, he always found a way to keep himself occupied. Silas would pitch in wherever he was needed, be it grooming, feeding, or even repairing the fences around the pens.
While on a trip into town for supplies, Silas encountered a strange older man. The man had beckoned the young lad over, knowing that he was breeder. Silas reluctantly obliged him for the sake of both curiosity and courtesy, though he needed to be in his way. The man had proved himself harmless and only wished to show him a beast unlike any he had ever seen. He led Silas to a small clearing in the nearby woods where a gorgeous griffin was relaxing in the sun. As the pair approached, the creature stood and stretched its wings to their full span. Silas’ mouth hung open for just a little too long and the old man gave an amused chuckle.
It turned out that he had been an invoker looking for an apprentice and had been keeping an eye on young people in the village to mentor. Silas’ kindness and enthusiasm had struck him and he decided to approach him with the offer.
“You mean I can summon creatures like this?”
“Indeed, my boy.”
“...but I don't know the first thing about magic.”
“Trust me, young one, you have it in you. I've searched a long time for someone with your potential.”
“If you say so...well, then, when do I start?”
From that point on, the wise old invoker tutored young Silas in the art of Ars Invocato. Silas turned out to be a quick study, and it wasn't long before he summoned his first small creature. He was eager to display his newly developed talents to his parents, and his mother seemed a bit shocked while his father was rather impressed. Unbeknownst to his mother, Silas’ father had a runic bloodline. His father chose not to practice magic nor recognize its presence in his family for reasons unexplained. Nevertheless, he was excited for his son's accomplishment.
Eventually, Silas introduced his mentor to his parents. The old man had suggested that they send him to L'Mordryn Academy for proper training to hone his talents. They didn't seem very excited at the prospect of sending their only son away to school, though, there was no denying Silas’ utter elation at the idea. In little time, they were convinced and Silas was on his way.
While on a trip into town for supplies, Silas encountered a strange older man. The man had beckoned the young lad over, knowing that he was breeder. Silas reluctantly obliged him for the sake of both curiosity and courtesy, though he needed to be in his way. The man had proved himself harmless and only wished to show him a beast unlike any he had ever seen. He led Silas to a small clearing in the nearby woods where a gorgeous griffin was relaxing in the sun. As the pair approached, the creature stood and stretched its wings to their full span. Silas’ mouth hung open for just a little too long and the old man gave an amused chuckle.
It turned out that he had been an invoker looking for an apprentice and had been keeping an eye on young people in the village to mentor. Silas’ kindness and enthusiasm had struck him and he decided to approach him with the offer.
“You mean I can summon creatures like this?”
“Indeed, my boy.”
“...but I don't know the first thing about magic.”
“Trust me, young one, you have it in you. I've searched a long time for someone with your potential.”
“If you say so...well, then, when do I start?”
From that point on, the wise old invoker tutored young Silas in the art of Ars Invocato. Silas turned out to be a quick study, and it wasn't long before he summoned his first small creature. He was eager to display his newly developed talents to his parents, and his mother seemed a bit shocked while his father was rather impressed. Unbeknownst to his mother, Silas’ father had a runic bloodline. His father chose not to practice magic nor recognize its presence in his family for reasons unexplained. Nevertheless, he was excited for his son's accomplishment.
Eventually, Silas introduced his mentor to his parents. The old man had suggested that they send him to L'Mordryn Academy for proper training to hone his talents. They didn't seem very excited at the prospect of sending their only son away to school, though, there was no denying Silas’ utter elation at the idea. In little time, they were convinced and Silas was on his way.
Favorite Summons |
Nicah is a bloodhawk that looks rather intimidating at six feet from beak to tail with a wingspan of nearly nine feet. She can be moody at times until provoked with a tasty rat or fish. Silas linked with Nicah when she was rather young after she had wandered from her mother during a terrible storm. As she grew, the bond between her and Silas became near unbreakable. Nicah has a tendency to be overprotective of Silas at times, snapping at others who come too close while she is perched.
A massive but gentle wolf with three tails. With a high level of agility and the ability to run at breakneck speed, Ankarah makes a perfect mount for Silas. She deals with strangers rather well, though, she'll get annoyed when others don't respect her space or her invoker.
Silas’ latest invoking prospect. A massive creature that tends to reject Silas’ call. He is determined to make a strong link with this beast as he believes it will be his ticket to Virtuoso level.
Extracurriculars |
Culinary Club
Realm Exploration Club
Vitality Club
Student Advocate - 3rd Session
Realm Exploration Club
Vitality Club
Student Advocate - 3rd Session
Name | Darcella Bray
Age | 19
Gender | Female
Level/Tier | Virtuoso, Tier 2
House | Dracona
Appearance/Attire |
Darcy is a bit on the tall side at 5’ 10” with a slender build. She is usually decked out in more modern clothing with darker tones. Though she grew up in a higher class family, she chooses not to flaunt it through her fashion…though she does have a weakness for shoes.
Alignment | Trickster
Personality/Habits |
Darcy is a pain in most people's rear. She has the most fun when it's at another person's expense and has no problem raining on anyone's parade. She can be a bully at times, even with her friends, and she is terribly arrogant to boot. Coming from a long line of highly skilled invokers does wonders for her ego...and it also gains her a few followers. Money isn't as important to her as power and skill, and she loves to show off whenever possible.
Background |
The Bray family is well known for producing powerful invokers, and Darcella is no exception. As a child, she trained constantly with her parents and showed a high level of potential very early on. The young girl was quite ambitious and always wanted to push for the difficult things even if they seemed out of reach. “It's better to have tried and failed than to never have tried in the first place,” she used to say. She gained an affinity for dragons and poured countless hours into researching the majestic creatures, hoping to one day link with one.
When that one day came, Darcy had discovered a very strange being indeed. She had been searching the realms for something unique and had come across a very perplexing environment. Several odd languages brushed past her thoughts and a few even seemed mixed together. She heard something that resembled dragon language and instantly tried for the link. The creature seemed rather willing to have a companion -- perhaps sensing her youthful purity -- and made an quick connection.
When the creature emerged from her gate, Darcy's face contorted into a look of slight confusion.
“But I could have sworn you were speaking dragon language…”
In front of her stood what looked like a black cat with an extra long tail and whiskers like a dragon would have. Apparently, Darcy had tapped into a realm full of animal hybrids and amalgamations, and she had linked with a dragon-cat.
“Well, you are pretty adorable…”
The dragon-cat gave what sounded like a mixture of a purr and a low growl. He floated off of the ground and flew up to Darcy, coaxing her to pet him. His fur was surprisingly soft on top, though his underbelly was most definitely covered in the armor-like scales of a dragon.
Just then, a mouse had emerged from a nearby patch of grass, and the dragon-cat quickly took notice and gave chase. The little mouse was quick, but it was soon overcome by the hybrid. Stopping directly in front of the rodent, the dragon-cat spewed a burst of flame from its mouth and scorched the little critter. Darcy's eyes lit up as she watched the brief spectacle and realized she had invoked a truly unique specimen.
“Ok, now you're absolutely awesome! But you need a name…”
Darcella thought for a moment as the dragon-cat enjoyed its snack.
“How about...Ceraseth?”
Darcy felt the positive vibes emitting from the creature confirming his approval of the name. She was quite happy that the bond with her first summon was so instantaneous and it gave her a little ego boost. She had proven to be quite a natural, though some might argue that the creature was easier to work with because it was only half-dragon. Whatever the case was, her parents had naturally decided to enroll her in L'Mordryn the moment they were able to do so, and Darcy quickly excelled, all the while pestering as many people as she could along the way.
When that one day came, Darcy had discovered a very strange being indeed. She had been searching the realms for something unique and had come across a very perplexing environment. Several odd languages brushed past her thoughts and a few even seemed mixed together. She heard something that resembled dragon language and instantly tried for the link. The creature seemed rather willing to have a companion -- perhaps sensing her youthful purity -- and made an quick connection.
When the creature emerged from her gate, Darcy's face contorted into a look of slight confusion.
“But I could have sworn you were speaking dragon language…”
In front of her stood what looked like a black cat with an extra long tail and whiskers like a dragon would have. Apparently, Darcy had tapped into a realm full of animal hybrids and amalgamations, and she had linked with a dragon-cat.
“Well, you are pretty adorable…”
The dragon-cat gave what sounded like a mixture of a purr and a low growl. He floated off of the ground and flew up to Darcy, coaxing her to pet him. His fur was surprisingly soft on top, though his underbelly was most definitely covered in the armor-like scales of a dragon.
Just then, a mouse had emerged from a nearby patch of grass, and the dragon-cat quickly took notice and gave chase. The little mouse was quick, but it was soon overcome by the hybrid. Stopping directly in front of the rodent, the dragon-cat spewed a burst of flame from its mouth and scorched the little critter. Darcy's eyes lit up as she watched the brief spectacle and realized she had invoked a truly unique specimen.
“Ok, now you're absolutely awesome! But you need a name…”
Darcella thought for a moment as the dragon-cat enjoyed its snack.
“How about...Ceraseth?”
Darcy felt the positive vibes emitting from the creature confirming his approval of the name. She was quite happy that the bond with her first summon was so instantaneous and it gave her a little ego boost. She had proven to be quite a natural, though some might argue that the creature was easier to work with because it was only half-dragon. Whatever the case was, her parents had naturally decided to enroll her in L'Mordryn the moment they were able to do so, and Darcy quickly excelled, all the while pestering as many people as she could along the way.
Favorite Summons |
Darcella's first summon and closest companion. As she and Ceraseth have grown together, her arrogance and harshness has rubbed off on the dragon-cat, making them partners-in-crime. Ceraseth makes no qualms about helping Darcy with a prank or nipping at an unsuspecting student's heels.
Rashu
Snow
Alvorion
A trio of sky drakes who happen to be siblings. Each of them stand at roughly 6' in height with impressive wingspans. They all specialize in elemental magics that are tied to the sky: ice, lightning, and air. They are a rather gifted bunch and they can be quite arrogant and prideful. It was a trying process getting them to accept Darcy's call, but once they saw her magical prowess, they decided to form a tentative pact with her. As time went on, and the drakes realized how compatible their personalities were with the young invoker, the bond became strong very quickly. Darcy prefers to call on them in battle situations where the sheer might of Geddon isn't necessary. They've also grown pretty fond of Ceraseth and enjoy visiting with him and Darcy regularly.
An extremely powerful hydra that Darcy invokes when she's ready to get serious. In fact, she gave him the name Geddon as short for Armageddon. She can't yet maintain a strong link with him for long, though he is willing to help her when the need arises.
Extracurriculars |
Skirmishers' Club
Realm Exploration Club
Vitality Club
Mentor's Aide - Lady Ashorath, 4th Session
Realm Exploration Club
Vitality Club
Mentor's Aide - Lady Ashorath, 4th Session