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Alvios Maeti

The Scion of Light
Alvios is a "wandering" swordsman, and the supposed descendant/reincarnation of a sun deity, Helios. His story began when a young girl named Shadra showed up at his village during a summer festival. When Alvios attempted to stop her from harming a young girl, he attracted the wrath of a man in a red coat and black mask, who promptly killed nearly the entire population, and razed it to the ground. With that, he took up the blade of the village's subject of worship, Helios, and set out to become strong enough to exact a just revenge. However, it was only a few short months before he found himself stuck in the port town of Corona, leading the guards in defending against a hive-mind race of insect creatures dubbed the Swarm.

Alvios is a kindhearted but firm man, and believes that the greater good comes before individual niceties. His brand of honor is in delivering as much respect as people earn and deserve, and punishing those who go against that. He tends to be a voice of reason and practicality in group settings, although his logical approach can come off as colder than his good intentions. He fights in an efficient and defensive manner, playing defensively while looking to exploit openings, rather than trying to outright overpower his foe. He is more than satisfied with simply trading injuries, as his healing prowess usually favors him in combat or attrition.

Alvios wears a purple jacket, red shirt, and blue-grey jeans; when travelling, he wears leather boots and gloves, with metal plates over the toes and forearms. His brown hair is nape-length, with fair skin and bright blue eyes. His sword is kept strapped at his left hip. The weapon itself is a double-edged hand-and-a-half sword, with a bright silver blade and hilt.

Abilities: Light manipulation, Ki manipulation, Healing, Weapon: Sword of Helios
Alvios yanked his hand away, looking at the hook shot past him and back at Jeff, incredulous. "What? What kind of greeting is that?! Was that supposed to be a handshake?! It doesn't take that much effort to walk around a table!" Alvios leaned back, crossing his arms. "If you're a 'Master of technology', just tell me. I don't try to cut off your head to show you I'm a swordsman, do I?"
"It's not about what it is, it's about how we stop it. I remember my fight with the masked man in red, if it could be called a fight. I'm alive by chance. I was hoping for a few more years of experience and training before fighting him again, and now he's ripping holes in--wait." Alvios paused for a second, staring at the golem in confusion. "Did that statue just talk? I thought he was just someone's puppet or something." Alvios looked around, smirking a little. "Alright, which one of you is the ventriloquist here? I appreciate lightening the mood here, but let's stay focused..."
Alvios nodded, grim, but giving Jenso a half-hearted smile."Looks like there's no rest for guys like us. Barely a day and we're looking at threats that make the Swarm look tame. At least you've brought a cavalry it seems." Alvios pulled a chair for himself and sat down, looking back towards the window. "I'm Alvios, by the way, but we'll keep introductions short. Armageddon is knocking on the door and I'm open for suggestions on how we're supposed to stop it. Assuming we can; this is on a larger scale than anything I've dealt with before."
Alvios cleared out his throat, a little red in the face both from coughing up a lung and embarrassment. He listened carefully to Jenso's words, getting up as he finished his statement and looking at his sword, damaged and hanging on a rack on the wall. "... Let me tie up some loose ends here in town. Make sure Apollo is either put out of power or on the straight-and-narrow. And I can't just up and walk away from Melina after what's happened..." He looked back at Jenso, smiling a little. "I'll stop by Diver's Paradise as soon as I have the time. I might put off joining your friend's guild for awhile though. Still, when you do end up finding the Order of Chaos... get me first. I'll fight with you until my last breath, Jenso. That's a promise."
Alvios looked to the door, confused. He'd thought Jenso was going to sleep through the rest of the day and night after all of what happened. "Door's unlocked, come on in. Is there something you need?" He straightened his posture some, and downed the tea in a single gulp so it looked like he had done more than just think and brood.

This, of course, caused him to start choking on the tea as Jenso entered the room. Classy.
Alvios was sitting at the edge of his bed, staring at a cup of lukewarm tea on his nightstand. He had been banished to his room by Melina, after his constant insistence on double-checking to guarantee her well-being. The Swarm infection had quickly died out after she managed to overcome it, and it took barely any healing to remedy the bits of coloration the struggle had caused. "Apollo has been exposed, the Swarm is dead, Melina is fine... it seems I owe Jenso a lot. I can't imagine how to repay him for all he's done for this town... and me."
Alvios forced himself up somewhat, managing to leverage himself on his elbows, looking between Melina and Jenso, and sighed to himself. Both of them, so much stronger than I gave them credit for... He looked down, focusing his power into healing himself minimally. He wouldn't be able to recover, but he'd be able to move. "Help me over to Jenso, Melina. I'll patch him upagain, and we'll get ourselves out of this pit. I'd very much like to go home."
Alvios lay his head back, closing his eyes and smiling. "Heh...that's good to hear..." He was silent for several moments, before opening his eyes and frowning. "How could you...possibly forgive me? After all of this. How could...how could I have lost faith in you?"
Alvios looked over at the approaching Melina weakly. Was he right after all? What a cruel irony it would be, for him to be killed by Melina. Perhaps he deserved it. He had caused so much pain to the both of them, even after getting a second chance to see Cilia. He wasn't going to fight it. He had been selfish in his attempts to do the right thing. Even after putting all of his conviction at stake against Jenso, he was down.

"Melina...how are you...?" he mumbled. At the end of the day, it had all been because he was worried about the poor girl. If he was wrong about his sense of justice, at least let him be wrong about Melina too. Let her have survived. Even if it ended up being his dying wish.
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