Ennui

Life in a strange realm

@Spriggs27 Well, I did something. Dunno if it's proper or anything.

Natara

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Name: Natara
Age: 41
Gender: Female
Race: Dragon

Magic: Natara’s magic is one that you would normally perhaps expect from a dragon; Fire.
She can breathe it like a long fan of flame or just spew fireballs from her mouth. Both of which she can’t repeat too much in a short period lest she risk complete exhaustion due to her still young age and lack of mastery.

Personality: For a race reputed to be somewhat unpredictable, Natara still retains some relatable juvenile personality traits. One being a large case of having a love for slight mischief and general fun.
That and she is inherently curious about certain peculiar things. One being any sort of ruins, strange structures and even people alike. Anything that is somewhat out of the ordinary or otherwise warrants more than a glance to understand grabs her interests quite often.
Even with all that however, she still retains certain hints of pride being the race that she is. Giving her rare but expectable situations where her hubris might grow a bit higher than usual. Generally speaking however, she carries herself out as a curious individual with a sliver of reservation and care towards her own safety.

Background: Born within a more secluded clan of dragons, Natara was raised quite traditionally for most of her early life in terms of knowing how to live within the lands.
Yet even her clan was a bit peculiar when it came to dragons, as excessive pride was nothing new to the race. But her family and the people around her were all taught to respect nature while on their hunts. Keeping killing and such to an outright low in terms of living. Having a more secluded life than most, she stayed within the confines of their home for a very long time before her inherent curiosity drove her to discover things around her.

The recent events got her interested, and she began spending quite a bit of time outside and searching for peculiar things or people all the more. During her search she ended up finding the same camp many of the outsiders managed to gather in, taking a great interest to the reason behind their general reason or the cause itself as to why they are suddenly here. She would spend hours upon hours even in a single day, just observing actions and behavior.

Equipment: As a dragon, she barely carries any sort of equipment other than a small necklace that was given to her from a small pile of treasure her family has gathered decades past.

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@Zelosse I still hate you for that.

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Unfortunately so.

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Shush.

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Yelena Kasyanenko

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Name: Yelena Kasyanenko
Age: 15
Element: Water

Personality:

The first words that come to mind to express her would be something akin to being reserved at times, sometimes expressionless or bearing a light smile, while at times seeming like she isn't quite "there" at all. Her mind wanders a lot, but she usually keeps it in check by occasionally meditating on her own in peace. She isn't inherently introverted nor extroverted, but more something in-between. She won't strike up a conversation always but tends to speak her mind if asked. While she isn't brash, she is stubborn when it comes to beating an obstacle or resolving a problem.

Failures tend to lead her back into her own shell while accomplishments leave a childish smile on her face. A multifaceted personality to say the least. Especially when it comes to relations between people. She can be a bit of a pain to get to know or discern.

History:

Born on the western border of Russia, in St.Petersburg on a northern city district as the sole child early on. She was doted on early by her mother who stayed in the house while her father worked as an engineer. A bright and cheerful little lass in her early years, and even more so when her little brother was born several years later. She spent a lot of her time with her brother, saving her mother some time and energy from having to always watch two of her children. Often going outside to play near a large lake right next to their household whenever she had some lone time.

Years passed by as she grew and studied in school as everyone her age did. Slowly but surely though she ended up learning that she had an odd talent, something she had heard of before only slightly at first. Elementalists, people that were generally shunned by a majority and not viewed with that much positivity. The waterbed she always frequented now felt different, as if she could 'feel' more of it. This never manifested itself into much more than that until a bit after she turned fifteen and her mother saw her actually splash and slightly lift a small amount of water around the edge of the lake. Naturally however, her mother did not say nor mention anything of it at the time. It took a month or two before her parents confronted her and sent her off with hope that she'd learn more about it. The goodbye itself was not as sweet and short as it could have been, instead leaving a small void in her mind and heart as to why they did so. She knew her kind was shunned, but she also knew that her parents wouldn't do something like that without good reason. Especially with all the animosity from the general public.

Somewhat confused and sent off her way, she didn't really know what to think of her ordeal. All she had now was this "once-in-a-lifetime" chance to learn what that power is. Glad on one side, but also homesick on the other. It wasn't easy for her to just suddenly leave her family behind.
Not that she was given much choice on the matter either however.

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@Saltwater Thief
My CS isn't there, I somewhat procrastinated with putting it there for no real reason. Will be putting it up now.

@Zelosse Also fuck you. ;__;

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Pardon me while I go feel incredibly awkward to a corner every time I make a post now.

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@Saltwater Thief @Zelosse

Her first attempt had failed but not without some portion of success. Nevertheless she didn't feel quite pleased about it, especially when considering the showcases of the other students around the place. Getting advice from the Headmaster wasn't something she would have honestly expected and caught her slightly by surprise. Following him soon after was also Marshall Narquis, who came around to offer what she could only figure out as reassurance.

His words came off as concerning, yet thoughtful. Though thanks to the earlier strain she wasn't sure how to respond back either. Managing only a light smile and a few quiet words; "Thank you... I'll try again."

Sitting in the same exact position, she lowered both her arms on her lap and held both hands palm facing up. Murmuring something in her own native tongue twice; "Zhizn' prozhit' — ne pole pereyti." An old Russian proverb she had learned during her childhood. To begin, she looked around herself before moving her sight back to her hands while closing her eyes slowly again. All the while trying to get a feel for all the water running around the complex. It felt new and utterly alien to her that she could technically speaking "feel" the water in a manner of speaking.

Soon enough, tiny streams separating from the main flows would soar through the air and above her hands. Forming the ball in a particularly peculiar manner. Two separate flows from opposite sides entangle in the middle before spiraling within, giving mass and form to an identical ball of water as previously seen. She kept at it until it was somewhere in-between the size with what she had started with and what she had eventually ended up shattering with. It was a "minor" spectacle to say the least, but to her it felt almost mesmerizing.

Staring at that same bubble, she wouldn't even dare let her eyes close nor wander off. Completely enamored with how she's even able to do such a thing, and not to mention she was holding it steady while having it rotate albeit very slowly. Something so utterly simple to most, yet something fascinating to her at the same time. It felt akin to being in flow, or a state which many believe to be complete absorption in what one does.

"Living your life is not like crossing a meadow, but no one said anything about starting small and progressing slowly.
Just like you taught me mom..."

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Academy Grounds, Proving Grounds; 4:15 PM

She had been sticking to the sidelines for quite a long time, eyeing the people and of course the headmaster during his "speech". There was a tinge of excitement mixed in with nervousness. She never had a situation where she had to demonstrate her supposed power nor had she ever thought of exploring it further excluding the small things she did in her past.

Despite this, she slowly took her position on a free platform as the others had before her. Before she even did anything, her mind pondered as to how or rather, "what" exactly she was supposed to show off with. Considering the fact that she had never done anything large or fancy. This was the main reason she felt nervous, a possibility to feel somewhat inadequate.

Nevertheless, she took the chance to try something simple yet acceptable. A water bubble or ball should probably be fine, granted she tried to form one not too small. Shutting her eyes, she calmed herself slowly before sitting herself down on a similar pose like the lotus position. But instead of sitting exactly like it, she put her legs simply on top of each other. Left one down first, then the right one on top of the left one. Lowering her right arm and hand down on her leg, she pointed the palm up naturally with her fingers open.

The hard part would be to maintain the ball, she presumed before starting. Slowly but surely small streams of water started cascading above her palm to form said ball. Starting from the size of a mere finger tip, growing slowly into the size of a fist. As all of this was new to her, it was quite straining to say the least. She kept on growing the ball until it was about double to triple the size of a fist until her mind strained enough to make her stop and only focus on maintaining the form. It didn't last quite long either as she was forced to relinquish her grasp on it, making it dissolve and break on her hand. "8 seconds", she thought. It felt weak, yet it took all she could give just to maintain it.

She did entertain the idea of perhaps trying a geyser style motion for a brief moment, but her mind was still trying to recover from the sudden strain on her. Having no choice really but to give in and rest, she looked upwards from where the light came from and sighed with a tinge of disappointment on her face.

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// I don't know why I took so long. Rest assured, I do NOT feel good about it.

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@Zelosse He asked, he was given. Now kill me before shame takes over. Totally didn't miss anything that I'll only realize a few hours later.

Yelena Kasyanenko

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Name: Yelena Kasyanenko
Age: 15
Element: Water

Personality:

The first words that come to mind to express her would be something akin to being reserved at times, sometimes expressionless or bearing a light smile, while at times seeming like she isn't quite "there" at all. Her mind wanders a lot, but she usually keeps it in check by occasionally meditating on her own in peace. She isn't inherently introverted nor extroverted, but more something in-between. She won't strike up a conversation always but tends to speak her mind if asked. While she isn't brash, she is stubborn when it comes to beating an obstacle or resolving a problem.

Failures tend to lead her back into her own shell while accomplishments leave a childish smile on her face. A multifaceted personality to say the least. Especially when it comes to relations between people. She can be a bit of a pain to get to know or discern.

History:

Born on the western border of Russia, in St.Petersburg on a northern city district as the sole child early on. She was doted on early by her mother who stayed in the house while her father worked as an engineer. A bright and cheerful little lass in her early years, and even more so when her little brother was born several years later. She spent a lot of her time with her brother, saving her mother some time and energy from having to always watch two of her children. Often going outside to play near a large lake right next to their household whenever she had some lone time.

Years passed by as she grew and studied in school as everyone her age did. Slowly but surely though she ended up learning that she had an odd talent, something she had heard of before only slightly at first. Elementalists, people that were generally shunned by a majority and not viewed with that much positivity. The waterbed she always frequented now felt different, as if she could 'feel' more of it. This never manifested itself into much more than that until a bit after she turned fifteen and her mother saw her actually splash and slightly lift a small amount of water around the edge of the lake. Naturally however, her mother did not say nor mention anything of it at the time. It took a month or two before her parents confronted her and sent her off with hope that she'd learn more about it. The goodbye itself was not as sweet and short as it could have been, instead leaving a small void in her mind and heart as to why they did so. She knew her kind was shunned, but she also knew that her parents wouldn't do something like that without good reason. Especially with all the animosity from the general public.

Somewhat confused and sent off her way, she didn't really know what to think of her ordeal. All she had now was this "once-in-a-lifetime" chance to learn what that power is. Glad on one side, but also homesick on the other. It wasn't easy for her to just suddenly leave her family behind.
Not that she was given much choice on the matter either however.