Ganryu

What is too much lore?

The length of a lady's skirt: long enough to cover the subject, short enough to keep it interesting.

I want the lore to tell me what I should be doing, and what did my char grow up with, but thats it. I dont care who the king was 300 years ago, or what the trade federation's doing if its not imminently important.

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

~Zeki Glaedwine~

Lost in the scene around him, the businessman was amused as he looked down at the crowd gathering, listening into all sorts of conversations. To be honest, he found the humans gathered there to be much more interesting than the licentia. They all had various reasons for their fear. Some feared losing power, some feared the kidnappings, and most interesting of all, some actually felt bad for his kind. His kind had preyed on them for centuries, what pity was there to be had? That is why humans would always be his favorite. There were a few prae, and if it weren't for Zeki's prejudice, he might have had fun with seeing them as well. The most respect he could make for them was glancing over them.

His attention was however drawn by one particular licentia, infact, he dared go so far as to guess an Eximius. The dress and power the man had standing, in mild amusement, was enough to support that. There wasn't the level of fear in this being as there was to the rest gathered there. He wasn't the only odd one around. An empty-looking man with dreads was present, who drew quiet the eyefull, as well as several other individuals Zeki could not help but glance at.

"Interesting."

Zeki's attention was instantly snatched away from a buzz in his pocket. Almost magic was the speed which his phone was in his hand, the message read and responded to in seconds. It seemed his shopkeep was having a bit of trouble with him gone. Zeki sighed, and gently kicked against the helicopter beneath him, bring the rotor, with him on it, spinning ever so slightly forward. A helicopter was now on his wish list. He could probably buy one, but where would he put it? It'd been itching his mind ever since he had uncharacteristically managed to climb up of the side of the one in the warehouse, and situate himself atop its blade.

Glancing at a man below him, Zeki dropped a small will-o-wisp infront of him to grab his attention, as well as return his own to the meeting.

"Roger, would you be so kind? Not everyone is here yet, but I'm sure they'll shuffle in. It's about time."

Zeki haphazardly glanced at the window, staring straight at a man. It only lasted a second as Zeki got bored. There were probably people interested but too afraid to go in. Why? He hardly cared. Let them call the cops. Zeki could handle a few. Hunters? That'd be a little more interesting.

The man below looked at the blue pale flame, before looking up above him, having wondered where the leader of the rebellion had gotten to.

Clearing his voice, the man spoke loudly to everyone who had gathered.

"Now, I know you have a lot of questions about what we are doing here. There are alot of different people, from many walks of life. Some human like myself, many licentia, and a few prae as well. We all however do have one thing in common, we are afraid of what our city has become. Many of the prae, no offense to those here, have taken over our city,and changed it for the worse. That might not be so scary, but what they are doing to all of us is. Anyone who disagrees with them 'mysteriously' disappears, and are often labeled as possessed. My uncle has disappeared, only a note left. Who here has had someone they care about mysteriously vanish!?"

Roger waited as an uproar responded, before he motioned to calm down, which took a while. It was hardly charisma, but almost everyone had been angry, and he was painting a target. He couldn't even speak for a few minutes. However he did eventually get the floor back.

"Now, To the licentia here, yes, we know you are predators. Hell, I'm a little intimidated by a few of you, but there's hardly been an incident in this city worth kicking the whole lot of you out. You are all valued members of society, and your magic has helped our fair city.

"To the prae, few as you are, hasn't your kind discriminated against you for the smallest disobedience? Can they not let you have the smallest amount of freedom in this world you now call your home?

"And to the rest of us, isn't it time we took our city back? This is Medius dammit.

"Now, we can't just start rioting in the streets, remember how that turned out last time. I have a...confidant who has helped me devise a plan of what we can do. There are several things we can do. For fear of esponiage, we'd like to keep details to a mimimun, but I can say this. There have been hundreds, maybe thousands wrongfully imprisoned. Many of our friends. We can't let anymore go to that prison. Who knows what the prae in power have done to it?

"Now. we need leaders, people we can trust. Will all those who consider themselves capable join me?"

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

【Maria Uther】

【Shoot all your problems away/|\[url=link]WIP[/url]】
Age: 23
Apparent Age: 23
Race: Human
Sub-race: Cockney

Personality:

Maria is very straightforward and honest. It's the traits she most learned from her father, who lived by the motto, and honest day's work for an honest day's pay. He never believed in lying, or trickery, so neither does she. Her honesty however is extremely brutal, and extends to her emotions. If someone makes Maria mad, she will flay the person alive with her tongue, whether or not the insult was intentional or not.

Despite the trigger temper, most of the time, Maria's very giving, even if crass, and she's extremely defensive of people around her. If Maria thinks something is for people's good, she'll do it without a split second consideration, or the recipient's consent.

Maria has two fears, a fear of touch, and a fear of magic. The latter came from witnessing her father's arrest, and she's not sure about the first. The latter also has given her an extreme prejudice against mages, she hates them and magic in every sense.

History:

Maria grew up in the poorer parts of Ominar, part of the slums many Licentia would later be forced to move to. Her father was a factory worker, and the only way he could provide for his large family was by working ridiculous hours. Even as strong and efficient at his job he was, he never seemed to get a raise. Maria once asked him why he never tried getting a better job, or learn magic to help, to which he'd respond "I do a honest day's work, fer an honest day's pay, don't need no magic for t'at".

His wife didn't agree, and after the separation, Maria became more or less in charge of the household at the age of 13 as things tightened down.

It was stressful, but happy for her, and all her memories of her father were happy ones. He would always come home with sweets, and although he was tired, he still made what little time he had for his children. Maria tried to help as much as she could, and at the age of 16, she got a job. The owner of a gun range was a family friend, and so Maria began work there, cleaning up targets, and setting up pigeons. The friend couldn't help but laugh when she'd been offered to shoot for the first time, and came back with a black eye.

She worked their for years, and picked up how to use a gun. Of course, she was free to shoot, but had to clean up just the same after every time. She asked alot of questions, and her boss always seemed to know the answer. She even began competing in tournaments, though she never won any, she got close several times.

One day, on a break with her boss, she started asking about the design of the gun she was using, and added a few suggestions. Laughing, he noted it'd be a great idea, if she could find someone to make it. Thinking about it, he did know a contact. Introducing the two, the gun designer took quite a liking to Maria, and offered her a new job, despite the fact she was barely old enough to own a gun herself.

Maria was quite successful, and began saving up money to move her family out of the slums. The current politics never seemed to bother her, who cared who was in charge, it didn't ever seem to help her any. The fact the prae took over only began to aggravate her when one of her neighbors, Ms. Sylph was forced out of her home. She was actually a kind licentia, who'd Maria'd helped out for odd jobs as a kid. Maria was different from her very vocal father in this reguard, who always referred to the prae as a "bunch'a berks".

One day, a year ago, as she was visiting her father, her life views seemed to change. Hunter's stormed the house, accusing her father of being possessed by licentia. Her father was strong, but the magic they used bound him in an instant, and he couldn't break free, no matter how much he struggled. Maria had never heard so many swear words, and swearing seemed to be her father's mother tongue.

The next few months were terrible for Maria, as the prae and hunters brutalized the slums, with the inhabitants being great scape goats. Maria herself was accused of being possessed, a similar raid occurring in her home. There was one big difference between her and her father. Her father never kept guns in the house. Maria doesn't remember much of the event, she only remembered waking up in a neighbors house, her hands still trembling. Mr. Sylph was there, and had assured her, he'd helped with the bodies (which somehow did not comfort the girl too much).

Maria had never been so glad to live in such a hellhole, as the hunter's only occasionally made raids to the place, so while wanted, Maria only had to worry about running if one was spotted in the area.

Deciding she couldn't let the prae get away with this, she joined the rebellion.

Belongings

Hider

Cellphone:

Guns

Light Sniper Rifle - Weighing 15 lbs, this sniper rifle fires .50 calibur rounds. Maria uses this gun when she is serious. Every past attempt to use has been a dark stain in her life. Though more a dark red stain on the ground.

Custom built shotgun(Uther 2025)- Maria's personal baby, Maria has spent years designing it. It is eight gauge with lethal pellet rounds. It manages 16 pellets crammed with explosive rounds. The shot from this are comparable to 8 grenades going off at once. Partly because it's near suicidal to use, and partly because of Maria's love of it, she's never sold the blueprints to this gun.

.22 handgun (x2)- Maria keeps two handguns hidden under her skirt. Each has 15 shots.

Capabilities

Hider

Mental

Maria's not the smartest cookie, and she has no dealings with magic, making her weak to mental assaults.

Physical

Maria is in very good physical condition. She doesn't have any magic to boost her up however, so she is by no means superhuman, but she is fairly well versed in parkour (having run from many questionably legal events in her life.)

Her accuracy with a gun is extremely impressive, and Maria is able to quickdraw seemingly like magic. Maria has spent years training in firing while moving, giving her a mobile fighting style. She's able to aim by instinct as this point, without needed more than a glance to hit a target.

Technology

Can identify caliburs by sound. Can pick up and figure out most modern weapons almost instantly. Maria is very good with her hands, and can jerry-rig machines fairly quickly. With enough time and material, she can design just about any non-magic weapon.

Absolutely no magical powers, or knowledge of Vis/Anima/Magic as a hole. Maria does know a bullet to the heart to a magic user does about the same as to anyone else, if they can't stop it.

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

【Maria Uther】

【Shoot all your problems away/|\[url=link]WIP[/url]】
Age: 23
Apparent Age: 23
Race: Human
Sub-race: Cockney

Personality:

Maria is very straightforward and honest. It's the traits she most learned from her father, who lived by the motto, and honest day's work for an honest day's pay. He never believed in lying, or trickery, so neither does she. Her honesty however is extremely brutal, and extends to her emotions. If someone makes Maria mad, she will flay the person alive with her tongue, whether or not the insult was intentional or not.

Despite the trigger temper, most of the time, Maria's very giving, even if crass, and she's extremely defensive of people around her. If Maria thinks something is for people's good, she'll do it without a split second consideration, or the recipient's consent.

Maria has two fears, a fear of touch, and a fear of magic. The latter came from witnessing her father's arrest, and she's not sure about the first. The latter also has given her an extreme prejudice against mages, she hates them and magic in every sense.

History:

Maria grew up in the poorer parts of Ominar, part of the slums many Licentia would later be forced to move to. Her father was a factory worker, and the only way he could provide for his large family was by working ridiculous hours. Even as strong and efficient at his job he was, he never seemed to get a raise. Maria once asked him why he never tried getting a better job, or learn magic to help, to which he'd respond "I do a honest day's work, fer an honest day's pay, don't need no magic for t'at".

His wife didn't agree, and after the separation, Maria became more or less in charge of the household at the age of 13 as things tightened down.

It was stressful, but happy for her, and all her memories of her father were happy ones. He would always come home with sweets, and although he was tired, he still made what little time he had for his children. Maria tried to help as much as she could, and at the age of 16, she got a job. The owner of a gun range was a family friend, and so Maria began work there, cleaning up targets, and setting up pigeons. The friend couldn't help but laugh when she'd been offered to shoot for the first time, and came back with a black eye.

She worked their for years, and picked up how to use a gun. Of course, she was free to shoot, but had to clean up just the same after every time. She asked alot of questions, and her boss always seemed to know the answer. She even began competing in tournaments, though she never won any, she got close several times.

One day, on a break with her boss, she started asking about the design of the gun she was using, and added a few suggestions. Laughing, he noted it'd be a great idea, if she could find someone to make it. Thinking about it, he did know a contact. Introducing the two, the gun designer took quite a liking to Maria, and offered her a new job, despite the fact she was barely old enough to own a gun herself.

Maria was quite successful, and began saving up money to move her family out of the slums. The current politics never seemed to bother her, who cared who was in charge, it didn't ever seem to help her any. The fact the prae took over only began to aggravate her when one of her neighbors, Ms. Sylph was forced out of her home. She was actually a kind licentia, who'd Maria'd helped out for odd jobs as a kid. Maria was different from her very vocal father in this reguard, who always referred to the prae as a "bunch'a berks".

One day, a year ago, as she was visiting her father, her life views seemed to change. Hunter's stormed the house, accusing her father of being possessed by licentia. Her father was strong, but the magic they used bound him in an instant, and he couldn't break free, no matter how much he struggled. Maria had never heard so many swear words, and swearing seemed to be her father's mother tongue.

The next few months were terrible for Maria, as the prae and hunters brutalized the slums, with the inhabitants being great scape goats. Maria herself was accused of being possessed, a similar raid occurring in her home. There was one big difference between her and her father. Her father never kept guns in the house. Maria doesn't remember much of the event, she only remembered waking up in a neighbors house, her hands still trembling. Mr. Sylph was there, and had assured her, he'd helped with the bodies (which somehow did not comfort the girl too much).

Maria had never been so glad to live in such a hellhole, as the hunter's only occasionally made raids to the place, so while wanted, Maria only had to worry about running if one was spotted in the area.

Deciding she couldn't let the prae get away with this, she joined the rebellion.

Belongings

Hider

Cellphone:

Guns

Light Sniper Rifle - Weighing 15 lbs, this sniper rifle fires .50 calibur rounds. Maria uses this gun when she is serious. Every past attempt to use has been a dark stain in her life. Though more a dark red stain on the ground.

Custom built shotgun(Uther 2025)- Maria's personal baby, Maria has spent years designing it. It is eight gauge with lethal pellet rounds. It manages 16 pellets crammed with explosive rounds. The shot from this are comparable to 8 grenades going off at once. Partly because it's near suicidal to use, and partly because of Maria's love of it, she's never sold the blueprints to this gun.

.22 handgun (x2)- Maria keeps two handguns hidden under her skirt. Each has 15 shots.

Capabilities

Hider

Mental

Maria's not the smartest cookie, and she has no dealings with magic, making her weak to mental assaults.

Physical

Maria is in very good physical condition. She doesn't have any magic to boost her up however, so she is by no means superhuman, but she is fairly well versed in parkour (having run from many questionably legal events in her life.)

Her accuracy with a gun is extremely impressive, and Maria is able to quickdraw seemingly like magic. Maria has spent years training in firing while moving, giving her a mobile fighting style. She's able to aim by instinct as this point, without needed more than a glance to hit a target.

Technology

Can identify caliburs by sound. Can pick up and figure out most modern weapons almost instantly. Maria is very good with her hands, and can jerry-rig machines fairly quickly. With enough time and material, she can design just about any non-magic weapon.

Absolutely no magical powers, or knowledge of Vis/Anima/Magic as a hole. Maria does know a bullet to the heart to a magic user does about the same as to anyone else, if they can't stop it.

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

Edit: -Celiera has it.-

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

【Zeki Glaedwine】

【Puttin' on the Ritz/|\Thrift Store】

"Information? How much I know depends on how much you pay. No, no put... most of those coins away.

Age: ????
Apparent Age: 40
Race: Licentia- Eximius class
Sub-race: Geist-possessed human
Geist- The only part of a Geist body that is physical is the soul core they possess, making them extremely vulnerable. In order to circumvent this, Geist often overshadow others, leaving behind their core. Should their proxy body be destroyed, they regenerate at their soul core. Should someone destroy their vulnerable core, they die.

Personality: A man absolutely afraid of boredom, Zeki never stops moving, or working. Anything to stop the thought of having to be bored. Zeki even hates having to sleep, as that let's him gather his thoughts. This is one of many reasons Zeki is always scatterbrained, and ADD about everything he does. The one thing that never bores Zeki, and never has, is humanity as a whole. Neither the prae nor licentia could hope to compete with their adaptiveness in all things magical, and technical. Their short lives only seem to make them more interesting to Zeki.

Zeki is not however wholly benevolent. Zeki lives for what is interesting, and if poking things causes a war, or a huge fight, it will be poked.

Zeki is also very much a coward. He is afraid of dying, and doesn't want his precious body destroyed, and so he acts more as the hand behind the scenes. This has made Zeki very much live by proxy, and very manipulative.

Zeki's friendliness with humans has made him looked down upon by many Licentia. The only racial gap he has more with are the Prae, who Zeki considers thoroughly uninteresting, and very annoying. Their loyal society, and long lifespans make him sick. He will grudgingly do business with them, but gouging them is no skin off his nose..

History:
An ancient being from Torqueo, when the plane was much more violent, Zeki was once a Licentia named Amrit. He would fight, betray, and murder all those in his way on his way to trying to rule the realm. However, as he grew older, he discovered something that horrified him. He became bored.

Betraying others was second nature, and so easy he might as well go to sleep. There were those stronger than him, but draining others to catch up was so repetitive, it lost its flavor. Ruling his lands was always the same, the same manner of Licentia always served him, their long lifespans making very little change. Rebellions would happen, he would squash them. The same places, always the same. Even his cycles became repetitive, nothing really new began to appear when he underwent his growth cycle, a rarity among his kind.

In a cry of madness, the warlord simply left, leaving behind everything, even his proxy body, and his strength, escaping the madness to the human world. He came to the human world, where things seemed to constantly change. The way they could combine technology with magic was awe-inspiring.

However, he could not live among the human world, as they would constantly try to kill the geist. He needed a body.

Luck shone on him, as he found a dying merchant, desperate for any cure to extend his life, anything to set his affairs in order. Zeki promised him healing, on one condition, his body after 5 years.

Desperate for any time he could gain, he agreed, and Zeki used most of his remaining power to heal him, and began to possess him, slowly at first, until the 5 years came to an end. Despite the struggle, the Licentia kept his end of the bargain, and gained the merchants body... and his life. Zeki loved it. Never had he staved off boredom so well. He was constantly busy, and infact, he hated the times he had to sleep and rest. The sense of excitement changed something in Zeki, and he became an Eximius only after losing everything. Humans were constantly different, something exciting. Torqueo had a stagnant history, humans were never the same.

And so time passed, until the city of Ominar seemed to be built around the Licentia. However, one event changed things, and actually managed to incur Zeki's anger. The prae took over. The prejudice against his kind was hardly new, and Zeki's appearance as a human helped avoid much of it, but the sheer thought sent him to a rage. The fact another race would conquer these humans he had come to love was unthinkable. As always, Zeki has put an indirect hand against the Prae, giving free information and tips against them, and (not so)secretly helping the rebellion. Zeki currently hides from the Prae by having his shop become a covert operation in the back of the trinket shop The Twilight Spirit, whose owner owed him a favor.

Belongings

Hider

Cellphone: Zeki's most prized possession is his phone, which he answers religiously.

Cane: Zeki is never seen without it, it being both a bold fashion statement, and his go to weapon should a business deal go south. The cane itself is enchanted (much to Zeki's embarrassment to admit), to give the wood in it extra strength, able to stand up to extreme damage.

Shades: ♪He wears his sunglasses at night♪. Again part fashion, and part useful, as they prevent him from being blinded by his flares.

Contracts: Kept in a binder on his person's, one never knows when business comes knocking.

Capabilities

Hider

Mental

Zeki's age and experience alone give him more knowledge than most. His high knowledge however is often offset by his boredom and general ADD like attitude. Zeki loves technology, but it often passes him by. The only thing he keeps up with is his phone.

Physical

Zeki's proxy body is a normal humans, the only exception being that it does not age. He is not superhuman in any feats he is able to accomplish with it.

Zeki's main high point however is the centuries worth of training he has in cane fighting, which experience is remembered by his body itself, putting him on par with any swordsman with his cane. He is able to predict and block most strikes, and use that momentum to grapple his opponent with the hook.

Magical

-Spells-

Motion Thief: Imbuing the air around him with Vis, Zeki is able to increase air friction for all objects not made containing that particular Vis. Generally he uses his own, but he can use another willing proxy to create this spell. The increased air friction slows down objects proportional to their speed, burning up most bullets, and turning extremely fast opponents to a more normal speed. It hardly effect opponents of a normal speed.

Will-o-wisp: Separating a part of his true nature outside of his body, Zeki can fire a ghostly flame at an opponent which consumes Vis as it passes through them. The flames do not emit any heat, and continue to exist for a time afterwards. Vis 'burned' by this flame merely becomes part of it, allowing Zeki to consume it afterwards. Zeki's vis is unaffected by this flame, inserting his into others can allow them to withstand it.

Lightflare: Concentrating his flame into an small point, Zeki can create an extremely bright flare to either call for help, or blind those around him.

Purifying Flame: With absolute concentration, Zeki mixes his Vis with another persons, before releasing a large amount of flame around both of them. The flames will eat anything foreign, such as sickness, and rejuvenate anything else within them, causing the cells to heal themselves at a regenerate at an increased rate. Zeki dislikes this spell as it requires so much from him.

Contract: (Noncombat version) A stamp on the bottom of Zeki's seal that can create a contract with the target. Normally this is a non-combat ability that Zeki uses create a binding contract with his own body, forcing him into. He must abide by the contract, and as he does, the contract leeches Vis back towards him. Should one break the contract, on either side, this contract creates a backlash, which can damage the very soul of the one it is imprinted one.

Contract- (combat) Zeki CAN use this contract in a combat sense. Firing a pulse shot from his cane, it will imprint the stamp on whatever it hits. The contract is blank, making this nothing more than a leeching seal, drawing Vis into Zeki. The contract is ethereal, but whatever surface it lands on isn't, so removing it can remove the seal, but it will still hit opponents no matter how incorporeal they are.

Ganryu's Char bin

【Maria Uther】

【Shoot all your problems away/|\[url=link]WIP[/url]】
Age: 23
Apparent Age: 23
Race: Human
Sub-race: Cockney

Personality:

Maria is very straightforward and honest. It's the traits she most learned from her father, who lived by the motto, and honest day's work for an honest day's pay. He never believed in lying, or trickery, so neither does she. Her honesty however is extremely brutal, and extends to her emotions. If someone makes Maria mad, she will flay the person alive with her tongue, whether or not the insult was intentional or not.

Despite the trigger temper, most of the time, Maria's very giving, even if crass, and she's extremely defensive of people around her. If Maria thinks something is for people's good, she'll do it without a split second consideration, or the recipient's consent.

Maria has two fears, a fear of touch, and a fear of magic. The latter came from witnessing her father's arrest, and she's not sure about the first. The latter also has given her an extreme prejudice against mages, she hates them and magic in every sense.

History:

Maria grew up in the poorer parts of Ominar, part of the slums many Licentia would later be forced to move to. Her father was a factory worker, and the only way he could provide for his large family was by working ridiculous hours. Even as strong and efficient at his job he was, he never seemed to get a raise. Maria once asked him why he never tried getting a better job, or learn magic to help, to which he'd respond "I do a honest day's work, fer an honest day's pay, don't need no magic for t'at".

His wife didn't agree, and after the separation, Maria became more or less in charge of the household at the age of 13 as things tightened down.

It was stressful, but happy for her, and all her memories of her father were happy ones. He would always come home with sweets, and although he was tired, he still made what little time he had for his children. Maria tried to help as much as she could, and at the age of 16, she got a job. The owner of a gun range was a family friend, and so Maria began work there, cleaning up targets, and setting up pigeons. The friend couldn't help but laugh when she'd been offered to shoot for the first time, and came back with a black eye.

She worked their for years, and picked up how to use a gun. Of course, she was free to shoot, but had to clean up just the same after every time. She asked alot of questions, and her boss always seemed to know the answer. She even began competing in tournaments, though she never won any, she got close several times.

One day, on a break with her boss, she started asking about the design of the gun she was using, and added a few suggestions. Laughing, he noted it'd be a great idea, if she could find someone to make it. Thinking about it, he did know a contact. Introducing the two, the gun designer took quite a liking to Maria, and offered her a new job, despite the fact she was barely old enough to own a gun herself.

Maria was quite successful, and began saving up money to move her family out of the slums. The current politics never seemed to bother her, who cared who was in charge, it didn't ever seem to help her any. The fact the prae took over only began to aggravate her when one of her neighbors, Ms. Sylph was forced out of her home. She was actually a kind licentia, who'd Maria'd helped out for odd jobs as a kid. Maria was different from her very vocal father in this reguard, who always referred to the prae as a "bunch'a berks".

One day, a year ago, as she was visiting her father, her life views seemed to change. Hunter's stormed the house, accusing her father of being possessed by licentia. Her father was strong, but the magic they used bound him in an instant, and he couldn't break free, no matter how much he struggled. Maria had never heard so many swear words, and swearing seemed to be her father's mother tongue.

The next few months were terrible for Maria, as the prae and hunters brutalized the slums, with the inhabitants being great scape goats. Maria herself was accused of being possessed, a similar raid occurring in her home. There was one big difference between her and her father. Her father never kept guns in the house. Maria doesn't remember much of the event, she only remembered waking up in a neighbors house, her hands still trembling. Mr. Sylph was there, and had assured her, he'd helped with the bodies (which somehow did not comfort the girl too much).

Maria had never been so glad to live in such a hellhole, as the hunter's only occasionally made raids to the place, so while wanted, Maria only had to worry about running if one was spotted in the area.

Deciding she couldn't let the prae get away with this.

Belongings

Hider

Cellphone:

Guns

Light Sniper Rifle - Weighing 15 lbs, this sniper rifle fires .50 calibur rounds. Maria uses this gun when she is serious. Every past attempt to use has been a dark stain in her life. Though more a dark red stain on the ground.

Custom built shotgun(Uther 2025)- Maria's personal baby, Maria has spent years designing it. It is eight gauge with lethal pellet rounds. It manages 16 pellets crammed with explosive rounds. The shot from this are comparable to 8 grenades going off at once. Partly because it's near suicidal to use, and partly because of Maria's love of it, she's never sold the blueprints to this gun.

.22 handgun (x2)- Maria keeps two handguns hidden under her skirt. Each has 15 shots.

Capabilities

Hider

Mental

Maria's not the smartest cookie, and she has no dealings with magic, making her weak to mental assaults.

Physical

Maria is in very good physical condition. She doesn't have any magic to boost her up however, so she is by no means superhuman, but she is fairly well versed in parkour (having run from many questionably legal events in her life.)

Her accuracy with a gun is extremely impressive, and Maria is able to quickdraw seemingly like magic. Maria has spent years training in firing while moving, giving her a mobile fighting style. She's able to aim by instinct as this point, without needed more than a glance to hit a target.

Technology

Can identify caliburs by sound. Can pick up and figure out most modern weapons almost instantly. Maria is very good with her hands, and can jerry-rig machines fairly quickly. With enough time and material, she can design just about any non-magic weapon.

Absolutely no magical powers, or knowledge of Vis/Anima/Magic as a hole. Maria does know a bullet to the heart to a magic user does about the same as to anyone else, if they can't stop it.

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

I'm working on my characters. They should be up tonight.

Ganryu's Char bin

【Zeki Glaedwine】

【Puttin' on the Ritz/|\Thrift Store】

"Information? How much I know depends on how much you pay. No, no put... most of those coins away.

Age: ????
Apparent Age: 40
Race: Licentia- Eximius class
Sub-race: Geist-possessed human
Geist- The only part of a Geist body that is physical is the soul core they possess, making them extremely vulnerable. In order to circumvent this, Geist often overshadow others, leaving behind their core. Should their proxy body be destroyed, they regenerate at their soul core. Should someone destroy their vulnerable core, they die.

Personality: A man absolutely afraid of boredom, Zeki never stops moving, or working. Anything to stop the thought of having to be bored. Zeki even hates having to sleep, as that let's him gather his thoughts. This is one of many reasons Zeki is always scatterbrained, and ADD about everything he does. The one thing that never bores Zeki, and never has, is humanity as a whole. Neither the prae nor licentia could hope to compete with their adaptiveness in all things magical, and technical. Their short lives only seem to make them more interesting to Zeki.

Zeki is not however wholly benevolent. Zeki lives for what is interesting, and if poking things causes a war, or a huge fight, it will be poked.

Zeki is also very much a coward. He is afraid of dying, and doesn't want his precious body destroyed, and so he acts more as the hand behind the scenes. This has made Zeki very much live by proxy, and very manipulative.

Zeki's friendliness with humans has made him looked down upon by many Licentia. The only racial gap he has more with are the Prae, who Zeki considers thoroughly uninteresting, and very annoying. Their loyal society, and long lifespans make him sick. He will grudgingly do business with them, but gouging them is no skin off his nose..

History:
An ancient being from Torqueo, when the plane was much more violent, Zeki was once a Licentia named Amrit. He would fight, betray, and murder all those in his way on his way to trying to rule the realm. However, as he grew older, he discovered something that horrified him. He became bored.

Betraying others was second nature, and so easy he might as well go to sleep. There were those stronger than him, but draining others to catch up was so repetitive, it lost its flavor. Ruling his lands was always the same, the same manner of Licentia always served him, their long lifespans making very little change. Rebellions would happen, he would squash them. The same places, always the same. Even his cycles became repetitive, nothing really new began to appear when he underwent his growth cycle, a rarity among his kind.

In a cry of madness, the warlord simply left, leaving behind everything, even his proxy body, and his strength, escaping the madness to the human world. He came to the human world, where things seemed to constantly change. The way they could combine technology with magic was awe-inspiring.

However, he could not live among the human world, as they would constantly try to kill the geist. He needed a body.

Luck shone on him, as he found a dying merchant, desperate for any cure to extend his life, anything to set his affairs in order. Zeki promised him healing, on one condition, his body after 5 years.

Desperate for any time he could gain, he agreed, and Zeki used most of his remaining power to heal him, and began to possess him, slowly at first, until the 5 years came to an end. Despite the struggle, the Licentia kept his end of the bargain, and gained the merchants body... and his life. Zeki loved it. Never had he staved off boredom so well. He was constantly busy, and infact, he hated the times he had to sleep and rest. The sense of excitement changed something in Zeki, and he became an Eximius only after losing everything. Humans were constantly different, something exciting. Torqueo had a stagnant history, humans were never the same.

And so time passed, until the city of Ominar seemed to be built around the Licentia. However, one event changed things, and actually managed to incur Zeki's anger. The prae took over. The prejudice against his kind was hardly new, and Zeki's appearance as a human helped avoid much of it, but the sheer thought sent him to a rage. The fact another race would conquer these humans he had come to love was unthinkable. As always, Zeki has put an indirect hand against the Prae, giving free information and tips against them, and (not so)secretly helping the rebellion. Zeki currently hides from the Prae by having his shop become a covert operation in the back of the trinket shop The Twilight Spirit, whose owner owed him a favor.

Belongings

Hider

Cellphone: Zeki's most prized possession is his phone, which he answers religiously.

Cane: Zeki is never seen without it, it being both a bold fashion statement, and his go to weapon should a business deal go south. The cane itself is enchanted (much to Zeki's embarrassment to admit), to give the wood in it extra strength, able to stand up to extreme damage.

Shades: ♪He wears his sunglasses at night♪. Again part fashion, and part useful, as they prevent him from being blinded by his flares.

Contracts: Kept in a binder on his person's, one never knows when business comes knocking.

Capabilities

Hider

Mental

Zeki's age and experience alone give him more knowledge than most. His high knowledge however is often offset by his boredom and general ADD like attitude. Zeki loves technology, but it often passes him by. The only thing he keeps up with is his phone.

Physical

Zeki's proxy body is a normal humans, the only exception being that it does not age. He is not superhuman in any feats he is able to accomplish with it.

Zeki's main high point however is the centuries worth of training he has in cane fighting, which experience is remembered by his body itself, putting him on par with any swordsman with his cane. He is able to predict and block most strikes, and use that momentum to grapple his opponent with the hook.

Magical

-Spells-

Motion Thief: Imbuing the air around him with Vis, Zeki is able to increase air friction for all objects not made containing that particular Vis. Generally he uses his own, but he can use another willing proxy to create this spell. The increased air friction slows down objects proportional to their speed, burning up most bullets, and turning extremely fast opponents to a more normal speed. It hardly effect opponents of a normal speed.

Will-o-wisp: Separating a part of his true nature outside of his body, Zeki can fire a ghostly flame at an opponent which consumes Vis as it passes through them. The flames do not emit any heat, and continue to exist for a time afterwards. Vis 'burned' by this flame merely becomes part of it, allowing Zeki to consume it afterwards. Zeki's vis is unaffected by this flame, inserting his into others can allow them to withstand it.

Lightflare: Concentrating his flame into an small point, Zeki can create an extremely bright flare to either call for help, or blind those around him.

Purifying Flame: With absolute concentration, Zeki mixes his Vis with another persons, before releasing a large amount of flame around both of them. The flames will eat anything foreign, such as sickness, and rejuvenate anything else within them, causing the cells to heal themselves at a regenerate at an increased rate. Zeki dislikes this spell as it requires so much from him.

Contract: (Noncombat version) A stamp on the bottom of Zeki's seal that can create a contract with the target. Normally this is a non-combat ability that Zeki uses create a binding contract with his own body, forcing him into. He must abide by the contract, and as he does, the contract leeches Vis back towards him. Should one break the contract, on either side, this contract creates a backlash, which can damage the very soul of the one it is imprinted one.

Contract- (combat) Zeki CAN use this contract in a combat sense. Firing a pulse shot from his cane, it will imprint the stamp on whatever it hits. The contract is blank, making this nothing more than a leeching seal, drawing Vis into Zeki. The contract is ethereal, but whatever surface it lands on isn't, so removing it can remove the seal, but it will still hit opponents no matter how incorporeal they are.

⊰Manifest Anima⊱

Skype/Discord chat was mentioned, in other words, will the RP be vocal or still written but in a chat format instead of a forum? :)

@Kibaro

Nah, just coordination/spam in there. Easier to grab someone on skype. Whole IC definitely done here