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Pariah Online: A Voyage into the Intangible Aether

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Kazuki wanted to leave.

He tried not to look too bored as he let everyone speak. Truthfully, he hadn't the slightest idea on what to do or where to go. Leadership was something usually thrusted onto him and he was all too glad to let Benkei and Alja ask what they needed. Though if other guilds didn't like them, then they would be in for a rough road. Half their crew was dealing with their own shit and the other half were lost. He was, to no one's surprise, probably on both sides. He previously got around needing to persuade anyone with a high charisma stat, but who knew if that ever applied anymore. He had already pissed Graves off as well as the townsfolk earlier, so he figured his stats wouldn't get him anywhere. Unfortunate, he used to like giving deadpan responses only for the game to sing his praises on how 'charismatic' he was.

He was brought of his thoughts once he saw Luci, though he didn't have any of Kazuma's guts to look at her for too long. He let the conversation take place and chose to remain silent. Honestly, he didn't have anything worth saying, anyway. Better to keep his mouth shut than utter some half-assed apology that'd probably just piss her off.

He made some noise of affirmation in response to Rael's question and didn't bother waiting as he turned around and made for the exit. No Alja to drag him back or Seele to guilt him into staying, so he was done here.

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Lyra Rose

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_______________________________________________ "Remember what we're fighting for." _______________________________________________ Lyra Rose Luscin Female | 23 | Fire Martial Artist | Protection Specialist _______________________________________________ _______________________________________________ ✦ Likes ✦ Homemade crafts Sewing Playing the guitar Hot showers ✦ Dislikes ✦ Getting belittled Feeling abandoned Her reflection Cruelty towards humans and mages ✦ Habits ✦ Has a tendency to fiddle with her hair, albeit she is still getting used to her shorter hair Can be heard talking to herself as she coaches herself through a task she needs to accomplish ✦ Other ✦ Despite her moody demeanor, she is very expressive Loves climbing things. Trees, cliffs, buildings... Idolizes Feliks Vasiliev's work _______________________________________________

"Only thorns left on this rose." ✦ Appearance ✦ Standing at five feet seven inches, Lyra is a beautiful young woman. Many have described her matching her namesake, having inherited the best features of both her parents, though most note she strongly resembles her mother more than her father. She sports fair skin and large, bright grey-blue eyes. Her black hair hands in a bob, framing her heart-shaped face and bringing out the soft features in her face. She has a fit figure with an ample bust, a pair of long legs, and generous hips. ✦ Personality ✦ Outwardly, Lyra is a confident, if somewhat sarcastic young woman. She always seems to have a quip ready and isn't afraid to poke fun at someone's expense, often adding a sardonic comment whether it is warranted or not. Whether that drives people away doesn't concern her too much as she has a tendency to keep people at arm's length. It tends to confuse people as she desires to know people better, but dislikes opening up about herself. Of course, all this is to protect herself. At heart she is a romantic and a dreamer, dangerous things to be during a war. She wants nothing more than to have her fantasies come true and to be swept off her feet by a man she loves and loves her in return. She feels that the only way to fill the emptiness in her heart is to find love, but such a thing isn't possible right now, and the very real possibility that the war won't end in her lifetime terrifies her. She wants to be vulnerable but is afraid of getting hurt, and as she gets older her inner child comes out more whether she wants it to or not. She is still determined to fight as needed and will not hesitate to stand for what is right. While things are bleak, she firmly believes that the rebellion will prevail and knows that they fight for the good of people who cannot fight themselves. The sacrifices and losses that have occurred drive her, and she is courageous and spirited as a result. She is also fiercely loyal to those she cares about and the cause, and despite her mother's wishes, is willing to lay her life on the line for what is right. ✦ Background ✦ Born to Lilie Dionne and Noah Luscin, Lyra and Eden were born in the midst of war after a near-death experience and an order from Benjamin Eve. From birth they were showered with as much love as one could give during the circumstances, albeit in their younger years, they were hidden away with their maternal human family. While their grandmother Felicia was strict, their grandfather Will was caring, and they often balanced each other out to give the girls as much of a healthy upbringing as possible. As they got older, they moved from place to place with Lilie. While their adolescence was unsteady and uncertain, their family made sure that the girls were loved. Once their Awakening came around, the pair insisted on enlisting in the rebellion. To the surprise of few, their mother outright refused, having planned to stash them and their uncle somewhere safe after the passing of their grandparents. Both girls argued back but it wasn't until their father intervened that they were allowed under one condition: Lyra was outright forbidden from using her magic outside any camps. While Eden's lightning was easily excusable, fire mages were outright forbidden and were taken away from their families. The pair were then in the care of Nelda Astorio, who would see to it that the pair were shaped into fine mages. Unfortunately, tragedy would see to it that Eden's life would be taken in the fighting. But there was little time to heal; grieving the loss of Benjamin Eve, Lyra's father grew reckless, and soon he, too, was lost to the war. Lyra never really recovered from the string of losses, and as her mother quickly stepped up as the new leader of the rebellion, she chose instead to repress most of her grief. She ended up throwing herself entirely into her training, feeling that if the war is won, then what was taken from her would have been for something. That said, she has all but neglected her mental health otherwise, and as a result has resorted to unhealthy coping mechanisms. Still, so long as she is ready for the next fight, she feels she is fine. ✦ Theme ✦ Will the whole world know your name When we dance with destiny? Yea, I've been there, and I've seen it I'm never gonna stop believing You'll find your flame Now here we go, it's the end of the show Hear them, they're calling your name Cause in the end It's you and your friends You'll find your flame Color Code: [crimson] "The only thing on my mind is revenge."

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Lyra Rose

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_______________________________________________ Lyra Rose Luscin Female | 23 | Fire Martial Artist | Protection Specialist _______________________________________________ _______________________________________________ ✦ Likes ✦ Homemade crafts Sewing Playing the guitar Hot showers ✦ Dislikes ✦ Getting belittled Feeling abandoned Her reflection Cruelty towards humans and mages ✦ Habits ✦ Has a tendency to fiddle with her hair, albeit she is still getting used to her shorter hair Can be heard talking to herself as she coaches herself through a task she needs to accomplish ✦ Other ✦ Despite her moody demeanor, she is very expressive Loves climbing things. Trees, cliffs, buildings... Idolizes Feliks Vasiliev's work _______________________________________________

"Only thorns left on this rose." ✦ Appearance ✦ Standing at five feet seven inches, Lyra is a beautiful young woman. Many have described her matching her namesake, having inherited the best features of both her parents, though most note she strongly resembles her mother more than her father. She sports fair skin and large, bright grey-blue eyes. Her black hair hands in a bob, framing her heart-shaped face and bringing out the soft features in her face. She has a fit figure with an ample bust, a pair of long legs, and generous hips. ✦ Personality ✦ Outwardly, Lyra is a confident, if somewhat sarcastic young woman. She always seems to have a quip ready and isn't afraid to poke fun at someone's expense, often adding a sardonic comment whether it is warranted or not. Whether that drives people away doesn't concern her too much as she has a tendency to keep people at arm's length. It tends to confuse people as she desires to know people better, but dislikes opening up about herself. Of course, all this is to protect herself. At heart she is a romantic and a dreamer, dangerous things to be during a war. She wants nothing more than to have her fantasies come true and to be swept off her feet by a man she loves and loves her in return. She feels that the only way to fill the emptiness in her heart is to find love, but such a thing isn't possible right now, and the very real possibility that the war won't end in her lifetime terrifies her. She wants to be vulnerable but is afraid of getting hurt, and as she gets older her inner child comes out more whether she wants it to or not. She is still determined to fight as needed and will not hesitate to stand for what is right. While things are bleak, she firmly believes that the rebellion will prevail and knows that they fight for the good of people who cannot fight themselves. The sacrifices and losses that have occurred drive her, and she is courageous and spirited as a result. She is also fiercely loyal to those she cares about and the cause, and despite her mother's wishes, is willing to lay her life on the line for what is right. ✦ Background ✦ Born to Lilie Dionne and Noah Luscin, Lyra and Eden were born in the midst of war after a near-death experience and an order from Benjamin Eve. From birth they were showered with as much love as one could give during the circumstances, albeit in their younger years, they were hidden away with their maternal human family. While their grandmother Felicia was strict, their grandfather Will was caring, and they often balanced each other out to give the girls as much of a healthy upbringing as possible. As they got older, they moved from place to place with Lilie. While their adolescence was unsteady and uncertain, their family made sure that the girls were loved. Once their Awakening came around, the pair insisted on enlisting in the rebellion. To the surprise of few, their mother outright refused, having planned to stash them and their uncle somewhere safe after the passing of their grandparents. Both girls argued back but it wasn't until their father intervened that they were allowed under one condition: Lyra was outright forbidden from using her magic outside any camps. While Eden's lightning was easily excusable, fire mages were outright forbidden and were taken away from their families. The pair were then in the care of Nelda Astorio, who would see to it that the pair were shaped into fine mages. Unfortunately, tragedy would see to it that Eden's life would be taken in the fighting. But there was little time to heal; grieving the loss of Benjamin Eve, Lyra's father grew reckless, and soon he, too, was lost to the war. Lyra never really recovered from the string of losses, and as her mother quickly stepped up as the new leader of the rebellion, she chose instead to repress most of her grief. She ended up throwing herself entirely into her training, feeling that if the war is won, then what was taken from her would have been for something. That said, she has all but neglected her mental health otherwise, and as a result has resorted to unhealthy coping mechanisms. Still, so long as she is ready for the next fight, she feels she is fine. ✦ Theme ✦ We carry on through the storm Tired soldiers in this war Remember what we're fighting for Meet me on the battlefield Even on the darkest night I will be your sword and shield, your camouflage And you will be mine Echoes and the shots ring out We may be the first to fall Everything can stay the same, or we could change it all Meet me on the battlefield Color Code: [crimson] "The only thing on my mind is revenge."

Stacia Marivaldi

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_______________________________________________ Anastacia Cornelia Marivaldi Female | 438 | Marivaldi Countess | PhD in Medicine _______________________________________________ _______________________________________________ ✦ Likes ✦ The smell of fresh flowers The aroma of homegrown tea ✦ Dislikes ✦ Uncultured mages Wasted talent Being spoken down to People who insist her name is spelled wrong (it isn't) ✦ Habits ✦ Prefers her blood in teacups. The only bad habit she somehow can't knock is chewing on her pinky nail when she gets overly stressed. She only does it alone or in trusted company. ✦ Other ✦ Often speaks of her father's many oddities rather casually. The quickest way to make her angry is to interrupt her. Even after four hundred something years she will still (politely) correct someone on the spelling of her name. Said name, despite its difference, is the result of her father regarding the queen in high esteem. ✦ Theme ✦ There's a room where the light won't find you Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down When they do, I'll be right behind you So glad we've almost made it So sad they had to fade it Everybody wants to rule the world Color Code: [fb9ebb] _______________________________________________

"Complacency is the enemy of progress." ✦ Appearance ✦ As with most vampires, Stacia is considered to be the pinnacle of beauty. In spite of her age, she remains incredibly beautiful and lively. She sports an ideal slim and curvaceous figure and her flawless, pale skin is pampered to perfection. Manicured and clean, her eyebrows and makeup are meant to enhance her looks with attention drawn to her dark blue eyes. Her fiery red hair stands out as a stark contrast, albeit she considers it a point of pride nowadays. ✦ Personality ✦ Since Stacia was decades old, she has always been a calm, collected young woman. She always looks to hold herself in the highest dignity and to always act with grace. That said, she is far from naïve--she is experienced, knowledgeable, and has no problem putting someone in their place if they are to underestimate her. While she is not the type of person to take up arms over every slight, she will not forget, and she will not have mercy on those who disrespect her. Those that do give her respect are often allies for life, and she is more than happy to support those that deserve it. Her views on mages is very antiquated. She predates the Marivaldi love of mortals, but that isn't to say that she would treat them badly. On the contrary, she believes well-treated mages are more loyal. Still, while she gives them respect, there is a sense of infantilization. Mages are creatures that need to be taken care of to her. They're capable of great things, of course, but overall their short lifespan means they lack foresight, and they are often too impulsive for their own good. While she has always been restrained, there is always an inner desire to better herself. If she was to become a bride, she would be the ideal bride. If she was to become a businesswoman, then she would know the ins and outs of that business. This adaptation was necessary as despite being an immortal being, the world around her was constantly changing. She firmly believed that as a result, the worst thing someone could do was remain stagnant. Those who desire to keep things as they were without proper reasons as to stay that way are often a disappointment to her. ✦ Background ✦ Stacia's life is far too long to properly speak of. While it is notable that she was born to Reginald Marivaldi and her mage mother, her youth was spent learning to be a proper lady so that one day her father could ensure that her hand would be one men would fight for. Granted, that was also several centuries ago, and the only times she speaks to her husband is for business purposes with little love lost between them. The most relevant event in her history is her father's death, which she would say is the point she left behind the idea of becoming like him. He was an honorable man, but stuck in his ways--she determined that the best way to spend eternity is to change with the world. In the passing decades, Stacia taken on the role of observer in society. Granted, it was only temporary as her recent accomplishments include diving into the study of modern medicine and its benefits in comparison to life magic. The topic fascinated her enough to fund several hospitals, medicines, and a multitude of collecting data in order to bolster the legitimacy of the study. She has written several books to back up her research, waltzing into the medical field with sincere interest and determined to come out with results. In terms of current events, she has expressed distaste in the current war that has driven back society. Her main concern stems from the power imbalance of the houses, as where once stood four houses on equal footing, one dictator now remains to tower over the other three. Stacia was responsible for holding the house together once their leader left for the rebellion, and to her surprise, her efforts were largely ignored once Immerila was placed as the new Head. The insult has not gone unnoticed, and Stacia replied in kind and refused to give up any of her fire and light mages in her employ as a result. She found Ryner's decisions foolish, but she was a little surprised when the princess was staked. She finds the remnants of the rebellion honorable and put in an impossible place; with Benjamin Eve gone, she thinks the current leader has no choice but to continue despite being likely to lose the war. With that said, however, she is not entirely satisfied, her numerous concerns over the current state of vampiric politics giving her great pause...

Stacia's Mages

	Dr. Tatius Ricci, MD - Life Mage | 33 Stacia's co-writer of her most recent research, Tatius has a brilliant mind for medicine. Since he was a child he studied the human body exclusively, wishing to become a surgeon from a young age. It was fitting that he would become a life mage as his entire life has revolved around healing and medicine. While a polite enough mage, Tatius is not as social as Stacia's other mages, though he is excellent at reading body language and typically adapts the conversation. In his free time, he is often burying his nose in some medical journal and constantly striving to improve his research.
	Alexei Russo - Air mage | 26 Stacia's current right hand mage after her previous one passed. While he hasn't been in the position for long, he has long since gained Stacia's trust. That said, he is something of a wild card, his actions unpredictable and one can never be completely sure of his motives. That said, he is fiercely loyal to Stacia and follows orders without question, even if he does occasionally execute them his own way. He's different from her other mages in this way, but Stacia hardly bats an eye to his antics. Some believe that because his lineage can be traced back to being a direct descendant to Stacia's mother, she gives him more leeway.
	Marianne Bella - Light mage | 21 The position of Stacia's favorite mage is one of little responsibility and is equivalent to becoming a pet of sorts as Stacia showers them with luxury and attention. They are always at her side, otherwise they are being pampered and waited on. Marianne is Stacia's current pet and is nearly always by her side as a result. She is bright, obedient, and sociable, though she is also very smug when it comes to dealing with the other mages under Stacia.

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where the sheet at tho bruh @Trainerblue192

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I'm a stud, I'm ballsy, I don't wait for dms that will make me rewrite my entire character, like you

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but why you gotta call me out like this tho

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The Shattering of Aegis

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Walking was good exercise. Eila often walked around Buscon freely, finding the outside air good for her health. But the streets were paved and even and her shoes were always comfortable. She assumed her boots were far more comfortable than her usual heels, but she had not accounted for how rough a road could be on one's feet. The uneven earth had her hips aching, her lower back throb, and she was pretty sure her feet were pinched all over from her un-broken-in-boots.

The stop could not have come fast enough and Eila was tired. She did her best not to show it, but all she wanted to do was curl up by the fire and sleep. As the group moved around, however, she realized that she should probably help. Should she get wood for the campfire? That seemed like a good idea. Ceolfric announced that he and Liliann were going to scout the area. She leveled a look of displeasure that he clearly saw but chose to ignore, causing her to scoff. He irritated her to no end, but she supposed that it wasn't a terrible idea.

Instead, she put herself to work elsewhere, gathering whatever twigs and branches she could find. Back home, they always had logs for the fireplace, but she assumed any wood would do. She returned with an armful of everything she picked up, dumping it all into the pit. She knelt down, wincing a touch at the rough ground at her knees, though she had remembered the trick her auntie showed her, striking the rocks together a few times until she got something small going.

Eventually, the campfire lit up, and Eila sighed in relief. Alright, one less thing to worry about. She got up and dusted herself off, grimacing at how much dirt there was. Once she deemed herself alright enough, she decided to approach Ermes.

"I hope the walking found you well," She said cheerfully. "I've brought some ingredients for a stew that I think would do nicely for everyone, would you like to help me prepare it?"

Before Ermes would answer, Ceolfric's voice came once again. He had a penchant for making his whispers feel less like messages and more like violating threats. She sighed to herself, adding a possible betrayal to the list of things she should worry about. The pair emerged shortly after, and aside from casting them a weary look, Eila figured it was best to act normal.

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Fire Emblem: The Slumbering Goddess

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Jorah and Kellen's arrows served to distract--where any of them missed and caused other bandits to flinch, the mark was then met with Euphemia's arrows. The woman didn't know the meaning of 'miss' as each one hit their target. She shot at an impressive speed, though as she heard the roar of the wyvern Michail was wrestling with, she knew exactly where her next one needed to be. She leapt backwards and brandished the bow, light gathering as she drew another arrow from her quiver.

"Move!" She yelled at her brother, though she gave him about two seconds before she fired. The arrow burst forth, covered in brilliant light. Michail hopped backwards from the wyvern, though he was unprepared for the arrow to continue through the wyvern. Isolde let out a small yelp as she barely dodged the arrow as it pierced through the bandit she was fighting, and it only stopped once it hit the larger bandit's leg.

On seeing the opening, Derec jumped to action without hesitation, lance cleaving cleanly through what was left of the massive man's leg. From the shadows, Lavender emerged, hand on her hilt as she came to a stop in front of the large bandit. With what looked like one slice, her katana sliced through his armor, his helmet, and through one side of his head.

Euphemia's knees buckled, and she slowly sank to the ground, exhausted. Celeste approached her, but she shook her head. "Auberon--help Auberon," She urged her.

Celeste nodded, turning towards the blonde axeman as a sigil of light formed in front of her. Despite the distance, her Physic found its way to him, surrounding him with a dim green light as the white magic attended to any surface-level wounds. At Kellen's words, Lavender took off, intent on providing backup to the rear group.

Meanwhile, the eyepatched bandit was less than amused at the arrows aimed at him, easily dispatching them. "Come now, no honor among thieves? We're having a grand ol' time over here!" He barked at Jorah, though he quickly returned his attention to Auberon. "You've got skill. Why waste it for a place that's willing to throw children in front of scary men like me? You're fighting for your life here while they sit back at that school all cushy and unbothered."

Michail scowled at his words, though he joined Auberon on the front. "We came to help the villagers you have so kindly threatened and you dare insult us?"

The man's eyebrows shot up. "Villagers? No one told yous that they all evacuated once we started pillaging?" He outright laughed. "Like a flock of sheep those knights led them out. We made to make this our new camp, but then a little bird told me the Church was sending people here. Never thought they'd send children."

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The rest of the students were hastily ushered forward. Tomai's lightning spell had carved through a majority of the forces, his magic a rather impressive display. He was expending much more magic than he was used to, but it was clear his strikes weren't just attacking, they were also greatly discouraging any foes from approaching. One unfortunate pegasus got caught in a lightning strike and promptly threw off its rider as it flew away. The fiercest lightning was closest, but as they continued, a careful observer would notice the bolts getting weaker.

The green haired professor brought up the rear, making sure Rudolf was able to safely rejoin the group. She nearly jumped, however, as something fell off the building and landed in front of her. To her shock, however, it had been the very same staff they had seen back in Luin. She somehow hadn't realized Rudolf must've taken care of the head mage. But if so, that meant there was another mage casting the fog around them. She sighed in disappointment, but didn't linger, instead scooping up the staff and catching up to the group with sword in hand.

The distance between the two groups was closing. However, the bigger threat were still the flyers between them. Veronica followed at Kayden's command, but the other pegasus knights knew there was only one arrow flying at a time. Anyone that was too close got an arrow, but they quickly learned where Veronica was and worked to avoid her.

"They're onto me," She grumbled in annoyance as another arrow missed, clearly frustrated.

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Stacia's Mages

	Dr. Tatius Ricci, MD - Life Mage | 33 Stacia's co-writer of her most recent research, Tatius has a brilliant mind for medicine. Since he was a child he studied the human body exclusively, wishing to become a surgeon from a young age. It was fitting that he would become a life mage as his entire life has revolved around healing and medicine. While a polite enough mage, Tatius is not as social as Stacia's other mages, though he is excellent at reading body language and typically adapts the conversation. In his free time, he is often burying his nose in some medical journal and constantly striving to improve his research.
	Alexei Russo - Air mage | 26 Stacia's current right hand mage after her previous one passed. While he hasn't been in the position for long, he has long since gained Stacia's trust. That said, he is something of a wild card, his actions unpredictable and one can never be completely sure of his motives. That said, he is fiercely loyal to Stacia and follows orders without question, even if he does occasionally execute them his own way. He's different from her other mages in this way, but Stacia hardly bats an eye to his antics. Some believe that because his lineage can be traced back to being a direct descendant to Stacia's mother, she gives him more leeway.
	Marianne Bella - Light mage | 21 The position of Stacia's favorite mage is one of little responsibility and is equivalent to becoming a pet of sorts as Stacia showers them with luxury and attention. They are always at her side, otherwise they are being pampered and waited on. Marianne is Stacia's current pet and is nearly always by her side as a result. She is bright, obedient, and sociable, though she is also very smug when it comes to dealing with the other mages under Stacia.