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Spencer's eyes widened a little as his question was repeated by Mr Decent, he really could hear them and respond to them, this was not an ordinary hacker, this wasn't even a master hacker...This was something completely new, and it was scary. Spencer's fear turned into sheer terror as the world became covered in a hellish red, his mind raced to come up with an explanation, it was like those big stage lights right? Or a group of stunt planes? He knew neither of these were correct and after a short while a sharp pain shot through his body and he was hit by the realisation that this was witchcraft or some sort of satanic power, evil in it's purist form. As he fell onto the floor from his chair he couldn't help but think back to the few times he had attended church in his life, at school and with his uncle and once on his own before his uncle passed away. He'd found parts of it comforting, but never had he thought that demons and magic were real and yet here he was, lying on the floor beneath a red pentagram in the sky with an unexplainable pain burning away his insides.

A gasp escaped Spencer's mouth as the pain subsided, he shook his head slowly clearing his mind of old memories and deciding to focus on his current situation. He staggered to his feet and looked around, he wasn't paying attention to the voice anymore though he could feel a strange presence within him. Suddenly his ears picked up one word. 'Magic.' He watched as the magical aura surrounded his hand, swallowing nervously he focused the energy almost instinctively into a ball then looked to the café's radio. Decent still had the nerve to keep talking after everything he'd already done, feeling a surge of anger he thrust his hand forward and launched the magic at the radio, it was blown to pieces and he stepped back with a gasp not believing what he had done. A woman screamed at the display and Spencer turned to run out of the door, tripping over his feet and landing face first onto the pavement as he did so. "What the hell is going on?!" He shouted to nobody in particular as he scrambled to his feet and looked to one of the large TV screens in the city.
Angus sighed and shook his head as the person turned away, the smith set off back to his stall stopping along the way to bend down and comfort the child who had been pushed over with a pat on the shoulder. "Enjoy the rest of the fair kiddo, here." He took a few lose rupees from his pocket and handed them to the child. "Go and get yourself one of those hero's caps and forget about that bully."

Standing back up to his full height Angus turned to face his stall, noticing that Ekra had taken out what looked like some sort of blow pipe he haves his hands up and down asking her to put it away. "It's ok, not gonna' be any fights today." He laughed a little as he reached the stall and took the claymore off his back, putting it back on the display table. "That fella's just a little unfamiliar with how things are done around here, hopefully we won't have any more problems with him." Heading back around behind the stall he once again leant forward. "That's an interesting little tool you've got there." He smiled, indicating to what he could now see was her flute. "You know many good songs?"
Gonna have Skylar post again before I do if that's ok.
Character Name: Tarwin Redblade

Species: Human

Gender: Male

Noteworthy Abilities / Limitations: Some sword skill and limited fire-based magical abilities. He often combines the two in combat. A few self taught hand to hand techniques as well. Tarwin prefers speed over raw strength, he's also a capable climber and often uses ropes to move around. He wears an eyepatch over his left eye as it was damaged during a bar fight when he was a young man.

Background: Tarwin was born and raised as a nomad child out on the Eblistan plains , his parents were traders and scavengers taking relics and items from ruins then pawning them off to whoever had money to spare. Always on the move and never sticking in the same place for too long, his education was informal and unstructured focusing mainly in economy based mathematics, bartering tips and tricks, hands on searching and exploring ruins as well as many stories about the past, many of which gave conflicting accounts of what happened.

On his 18th birthday he set off from his nomad family, as is tradition, to make his own way and seek his own fortune. He focused on ruins, taking books and artefacts and selling then in the citadel, he has a knack for finding unexplored sections and his career has been fairly lucrative. Over the years he's forged a number of connections in the city, dealers and bankers, he's also had his fair share of fights and drunken brawls.

Appearance: In his late twenties Tarwin has light short blonde hair and a stubbly beard, his eyes are blue though he wears an eyepatch over his left eye. His choice of clothing consists of a leather vest and three quarter length shorts that allow for excellent manoeuvrability while providing some defence, when traveling he tends to wear a poncho or a cloak depending on the climate. Slightly muscular and about the average height of most humans, he is able to blend in quite well when he wants to.

Reason for Detainment: After hearing a rumour about an ancient text that would guide the reader to an old arcane library, Tarwin snuck into a restricted part of Duranar castle's catacombs, he found the text and briefly glanced over it before trying to make his escape and getting captured.
I'd like to imagine Angys sounds vaguely like Brian Blessed.
I'd like to imagine Angus sounds vaguely like Brian Blessed.
I take it that means this is dead.
Looks interesting.
I'd be interested if this is still open.
Shuya smiled a little as he finished his brief introduction, hoping to encourage the other cadets to take the same efficient and quick method he had. A name and an interesting fact, it wasn't difficult and maybe they'd actually all be introduced before time was up...And then he heard the clapping. The slow and deliberate sound of her advance swiftly wiped the smile from his face, she oozed sarcasm and he narrowed his eyes a little, taking an instant dislike to her.

Shuya watched as 'Amelia Voclain' pushed him aside to take the attention away and begin to prattle on, he didn't try to resist her though, he wasn't crazy about being the centre of attention but he wasn't a shy person either. He was about to say something to her, probably a sarcastic comment of his own about her not being able to come up with an interesting fact because she was a boring person, but his thoughts were interrupted when he heard a girl's voice in his ear.

Turning to face the source of the voice, a girl a year or two younger than himself asking if he was ok. She was kind of cute and in return to her question Shuya gave a kind and slightly dopey smile. "Er, yeah...Yeah I'm fine. I doubt I'll be forgetting her name any time soon." He laughed a little and scratched the back of his head with one hand while shaking hers with his other. "Nice to meet you to Rayen." He pulled his hand back and put them both into his pockets, still giving her the dopey smile. "So er, what's your interesting fact?"
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