GrizzTheMauler

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I'm not sure... I'll wait a bit to see if @GingerBoi123 does a Corvi bit... if not I'll post something...

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Terran tilts his head. Unable to see faces he contemplates the meanings of the words. "Ah. I see. Forgive me. When I get excited it is hard to think about anything else... And I cannot see body language." It was a minor setback, one he dealt with as it came. He wouldn't callnit a weak point. Being blind in general is a weakness. He just smiles, sitting back in chair. His research had all led to this, the finding of Wyrd amd gaining the power of Runes.

"Well, if you feel the building shaking it wasn't me. I'm going to head to sleep." He couldn't tell the time, so he slept when he was tired and ate when hungry. It was a strange sight, hearing pops amd crackles from the lab, at 3 in the morning. He set about the room, cleaning up a few things and setting things aside for further study.

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Terran grins. "Finally. Someone interested as I am in magical lore. Yes, the blank rune is what I believe to be Wyrd. The rune of the Norns themselves. For they carve the fate of the world itself on Yggdrasil." He swipes and the runes move to the side. "But Odin got a power that isn't used by most who use runes... In fact, the way you just saw, none but he and the Norns we're capable of doing. Sure, one can foretell the future. But, the true power, is to access the very thing that defines creation. And to do that..." Terran let's out a sigh. "One must have lost everything, and made themselves a vessel. I have not done it in Odin's way... But I... I have been on this path for as long as I remember. For me, I am a child born with the blessing of Magnus. Not exactly sure what his real name is. Only that the curse is blindness." I take out Kenaz. "This rune started it all. I feel a resonance with it. Kenaz represents harnessing forces and energy greater than ourselves. For me, Kenaz means that I am destined to be a very powerful mage, one that can understand the depths of magic."

It was his goal. To restore his sight, and to walk this path. He was afraid, that he would fail. But his Patron always told him that all that would happen, was meant to be. Destiny is something he believed in. "Learning that I am able to use this... Tells me that this is the right path. A small victory that will one day bring me sight." He tilts his head. "I have an experiment I would like to try..."

Taking the runes, Terran grabs a bag and drops them in. He takes out the blank rune and places it in one of the other Silas' hands. He places the bag of runes before him. "Close your eyes. Imagine in your mind an empty void. Push out the thoughts of the deity within you... And take a rune. Before you grab one... Feel around, find the one that resonates. It will be warm."

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"You are close, to the meaning. Alas that is what I would mean in the old way... Wyrd does mean fate but, these runes have more meaning than mere sun, or water... The blank rune has a double meaning. It is both mundane, and Divine." Terran picks up the runes and places them in his lap. He would need a more... Vivid explanation, as this was rather confusing. "Pardon the shift."

Snapping his fingers the room seems to bend and snap back in place but they are at a table that is not filled with items, just some chalk, candles, the runestones, and a pen that Terran grabs. "Now, this is something more your speed... What do you know about Odin and his quest for the runes?" He taps the pen and starts writing something in the air, eyes glowing softly as he does this. He draws all of the runes in a circle. Tir on top, Pertho on bottom, and Laguz and Sowilo at the horizons. In the middle, he just draws a circle. At the completion of this, power seems to radiate through the room softly. In Terran's mind he can hear a soft him and sees little threads that seem to connect the runes. "Do you know how he came to obtain them?"

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Terran blinks. He was bleeding badly... "Hmm... That isn't much of a problem given how I'm no longer-" He trails of. He hated that part. Hated wuat he'd been forced to do, forced to become. SCION hardly knew anything... Only that he wasn't fully human...

Turning, Terran makes his way to the pentagram. Now that the guiding stones are up he can see better. Fumbling through the runes on the ground he motions Silas over. "Come here... This is what I've done..." Taking two runes, which he identifies as Laguz and Sowilo, he places them together. "This shoukd do it..." Light shines from his hands and a golden light engulfs the room, it is as if a mist sprayed itself in the room and quickly fades. The bleeding stops and Terran looks much better, albiet the blood that was already on his face is there. "See?!? I've found it! I found Wyrd!"

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Terran blinks reactively and turns towards the sound. He recognizes the voice then when the name is said it clicks. Silas was similar to him. They both had connections to Deities... Silas being a host to one and Terran being offered... He blinks, trying to banish the rampant thoughts that Magnus often planted. Standing, he shuffles through the room, using the guiding stones and the magic lines to reach the entrance to the room that wasn't a portal. He almost makes it to the door when he trips over a guide stone and goes down, swearing rather loudly as he hits his head. In his mind he can swear Magnus is laughing. "Laugh all you want old man... I'll get you..." Getting to his feet he notes he feels some wetness on his head. He ignores this as he palms the door after tagging the guide stone, which slides open. "Sorry bout that..." Terran smiles, not noticing his head is bleeding and blood is running down his face. "I have actually just created something new... Pretty advanced magic. Would like to see it?" He is rather excited about his find.

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Humming to himself in his massive open Lab, Terran works on his latest attempt at a new spell. It has been a while since he created one, and was hoping that a disaster wasn't needed this time... Especially given how powerful the spells he made were. To most, he seemed like a blind and crazy mage, who disregarded all rules and conduct. The latter was only half true, in principle. Being blessed by a god and thus cursed with blindness that he was told he could fix, it was his life goal to find a way. Though he seemed to find that humans and cryptids alike were a study he disliked. There were a few good moments... He had his magical sight and a few times was granted full use of his eyes by his Patron... But he only used them to further his research. He had a goal... Fix himself, and he would gain more than he could dream of.

Tagging a guiding stone in the lab, he hurried to where the middle of the pentagram was supposed to be. All around him were bone runes. This particular magic was something that did exist, though it was in theory. No mortal was shown using it, and even hearing his Patron go on about how upset that they couldn't use it right... Well, here he is... He cups the runes in his hands and picks out one. It looks like an empty cup. "The path of magic, is to empty oneself of all that you are... Let go of your fear and ego, and embrace the energy within... Once you are empty... Then you will be filled with power." He takes the next time and looks at it with his magical sight. "This is the path of magic. Wrought with pain, and built on sacrifice." Placing the runes together gives a magical glow. All around him light starts to shine and the room begins to shake as intense magical energy gathers. Then as quick as it comes, it's over. Frowning at the single runestone in his hand he looks it over. Both runes became one. And the stone is unetched. A blank slate. "What is this..."

Standing, Terran walks over to the table and places the rune on it. As he does, he swears the rune brightened in his magic sight. "What a peculiar thing..." He turns the run over in his hands. "It seems to be... Unknown... If I had my eyes I'd get a better view..."

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Terran

Full Name: Terran Bjornson
Nicknames/Aliases: Eyes of Magnus
Age: Unknown, looks to be in his late 20s
Gender: Male
Species: Human Diviner
SCION Team/Rank: Blue Moon, Senior Agent(Refused to be the head as he doesnt want to deal with paperwork)

Description:

Terran looks like a normal human at first glance, but he has golden eyes that start glowing when he uses his powers. Often wearing long sleeve shirts to hide his many tattoos and marks from various entities. He wears jeans most of the time. His shirt is usually black and he has a leather jacket.

Personality:

Terran is quiet and reserved. He is a bit odd, having no qualms for messing with darker magic and has been reprimanded for using it at times. His argument is "There is no such thing as forbidden knowledge, only forbidden practices." He also is quite noticibly sensitive about his past and when asked about it will deflect or shut down.

Skills:

Eyes of Magnus: Terran's unique eyes allow him to see and manipulate magic as well as see normally, since he's blind. It also sometimes makes him get a headache.

Ageless: Terran stopped aging long ago. He claims it is from his unusual eyes.

Weaknesses:

Terran fears his past. Talking about it is something he just can't do. He also is quite blind. He cannot see normal and relies on his magical sight, which he does by tagging things with little bits of magic to see them.

Brief History:

Terran was born under a blue moon. His father a powerful sorcerer and his mother a seeress. When it came clear he was born blind his father hated him for it. He wouldn't accept anything less than perfection. So Terran decided to find a way. And he did in the form of Divinitation. He found he was already blessed by a god, and thus sought him out for counsel. It led to him fiding magical sight, which aids him, though it is hard to keep up, often requiering him to rest frequently, prefenting the gifted sorcerer from using it to fight.

It would be this kind of training which for the young man at the time would see to his family being wiped out. He was off at a secret ritual site at the time. And he blames himself for not doing anything... And that was the start of his troubles.

Terran eventually wound up in SCION due to his being watched as he dabbled in some "forbidden" tomes, aiming to restore his sight completely. When they tried to raid, he proved that he was actually harmless, wishing only to know about magic and it's practices. He joined the Blue Moon to help develop new magic, of which he has created three, two of which are now forbidden due to how dangerous they are.

One thing he often mentions, is his relationship with his Patron, Magnus, and a promise made to another...

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Chrys grunts, "You got it, doc." Looking at the bottle he holds out a hand, gabbing it. Dropping two pills out he puts the bottle back. He takes one with the water and sighs. Looking down at the other in his hand he focus, opening his other hand. "Come on... Shift for me..." He focuses on his power.

The pill blurs, then his hand... And then it pops in on itself and vanishes. Chrys blinks. "Uh..." He looks around but doesn't see it. That can't be right... Where did it go... Looking around he still doesn't see it so he grabs another pill, focusing on it. This time he reaches with his senses. All around him the distortion field pops up, the world being silenced by the stasis. Chrys turns the pill around, then halts. In his mind he can see the pill on all sides, all at once. Not only that, but he can focus in on anything within three meters. He suddenly realizes where the pill went. Holding out his empty hand he snaps and opens it. "Here." The lost pill pops into it, and the field breaks around him "Whoa..." That... Was weird... Is this what his power is? He'd had to- Grunting in pain, he notices his nose is starting to drip blood. He some Kleenex and tries to grab it with his power but his nosebleed gets worse and his head starts pounding. "Uh... Doc, need a little help..." He drops the pills on the table.