Inertia

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

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Taltrus scratched his cheek awkwardly. It appeared that the man (whom he overheard as) Lanus had ruffled a few feathers given Asterope's warning. Awkwardness was something he wasn't quite used to given his... rather reclusive disposition. Instead Taltrus would focus all of his attention to the available missions. Surprisingly, they would be thrown into a mission sooner rather than later.

The first mission was certainly interesting. As stated, it was definitely an oddity that Makara's would migrate to an area outside of their 'territory', and even go as far as attacking settlements. It might be a more difficult task than described. A mission to consider.

The second one definitely piqued his interest. Thieves stealing high-end magitech prototype weaponry. A real danger, for certain, especially if the thieves are able to reverse-engineer or sell the weapons to someone who can. Rogue mages could prove to be a real danger if such items were able to be mass produced.

Finally, the Necropolis mission. The mission Taltrus likely would have taken, had he not been woefully under prepared. While eager, he would likely be a drag to his fellow Reavers there as he dealt with miasma by pure happenstance, he luckily tapped into void magic and subconsciously pulled the miasma away from himself. It was best he research ways of protecting himself from miasma with his magic. Arrogance would not be his undoing, his refuses to squander his life foolishly.

“It appears I will be joining you in your mission with the magitech factory, Miss Grace.” Taltrus politely directed towards Evelyn. “A pleasure to make the acquaintance of a Reaver whose renown will reach the world. I only hope I can be of some assistance.”

After a short silence, Taltrus piped up. “... Would it be prudent to speak to Donovan to deepen our knowledge of our mission, Miss Grace?”

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	Attire: Tunic Interaction(s): Alden Plannington @Terrance420. Mention(s): Edin Danrose @princess, Wulfric Danrose @SilverPaw, Layla Kadir@PotterWystan Blackmane @mantou, Zarai Lesdeman @Rodiak, @SausagePat Ruby.

The event had commenced, with his father being his usual self. Auguste could only silently sit through the shame of his father embarrassing the women who were excited to attend. A few of the women met his eyes as they left, he shot them a sad expression and mouthed a silent apology to those who did. Auguste was used to such things from his father, but it didn't make it feel any less bad than the first. While he knew this was foremost a political event to tie relations with other, powerful houses, making enemies like his father does daily is folly.

Auguste grit his teeth through the rest of the procession, and would do as he had always done- follow his father's wishes while attempting to accommodate others as much as feasibly possible.

The Second Prince raised a brow at Layla apparent interest in Wulfric's table. A second Shehzadi? Well, who knew his brother's (atleast in Auguste's opinion) endearing stoicism would be that magnetic. Auguste choked down a chuckle. Perhaps it was an example he should follow, he mused to himself. Who knows where that strand could lead, in the back of his mind he hoped it was nothing too... destructive, given Alidasht's rather bloodied traditions.

“It has been far too long since we have spoken, we must follow-up once this show is over.”

“A pleasure to see you once again, Sir Plannington. Of course, I am looking forward to it.” Auguste smiled. Alden Plannington, a man within my father's inner circle. Bless his father's heart, he tends to give stock to those who are yes-men. It did not mean they were trustable, just that they succumbed to every whim. As such, Auguste did not truly put any trust into most of his father's yes men. While he did not know much of Alden, him being a part of his father's circle meant nothing to Auguste. Wystan's investigation of the man was still pending, after all.

“It is best to be open about possible prospects, you never know who may be the opportune lover for you. Even if her stature isn’t perfect, try the one in the wheelchair. She’s a pretty one, most likely you will get along with her the best. Never hurts to try.”

“... I will keep your suggestion in mind.” Auguste did not mind who he would converse with, he would converse with whoever wanted to do so and would not chase anyone out within reason, status be damned. He did not want to make any more of the women any more downcast than his father had already made them. From some of the women's expression, it appeared that some of them did not want to be here, which he could understand.

Auguste cast a warm and inviting gaze to any of the women present. His eyes eventually landed on Zarai and Ruby, his expression softening into a smile. If either did not, well, so be it.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

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The rest of the Magus who had arrived before and after him all stood out in their own way. While Taltrus kept himself fit, some of the others simply out classed him in physicality. Most did not hold the 'looks' of a Magus, although his sensitivity to mana suggested otherwise; it was certain that they were all strong in one form of magic over the other and not to be underestimated. Some may have even had ill-fated encounters with abberations or abominations like himself. The one who introduced himself as 'Hector Wyland' exuded such vibes.

In-fact Taltrus had heard of a few of them by chance. The one that stood out the most was Scarlett Ishval. His eyes trailed her as she scaled the tower with relative ease with her magic. He crossed his arms. Her story made its rounds in alchemy circles. A sad and sobering story, that. One that he has decide to take to heart since both of them shared magical schools. Judging from her use of magic, her alchemy skills were no joke, but her prowess in void magic was likely better than his. He made no comment nor discernible expressions as the instructor yanked her off the top of the tower.

Taltrus had also heard of Asterope. While also dabbling in Alchemy, she's an excellent and stubborn Elemental magus whose sole focus is lightning. Personally Taltrus prefers branching out to no not be bound by a single focus, but there's a certain respect to those who masters one and forgoes the others. Her lightning magic is no joke, from what he's heard.

The others that stood out to him was the hulking belua, Shavis and her familiar. It was clear she did not have the air of a magus, but her connection to magic, especially Galdr, was strong. Tilnak was unique, an insect-based Belua was a rarity, to say the least. Taltrus knew of their existence, but this was the first time he had met one in the flesh. Finally, Leon, the one that seemed to be intently observing others.

As for the others... well, he's certain he'll form his own opinions of them soon enough.

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The representatives of the Eon Tower were excellent Magus, as expected. The first was the one who swooped Scarlett out of the sky, Roze. The other was also someone he had heard of, Ruecian Valeniquen. Eon Tower definitely had lived up to its namesake with its decorated and prestigious Magus.

Taltrus silently followed the group as they made their way through the tower. The closer he got, the more intense the thrumming of magic was against the back of his head. A reaver made a passing comment that seemed to disgruntle some of the group. Taltrus simply returned a smile, something like that wouldn't shake his desire to be a Reaver. Jeanne's face flashed through his mind, his smile slowly faded away.

The group soon met the master of the tower, Navarre Irvin. To say magic clung to him would be an understatement. Taltrus wasn't sure if he'd met another Mage that was as skilled as Navarre; his reputation preceded him. While his father was a strong mage in his own right, he paled in comparison to Navarre.

“A pleasure to meet you, Sir Irvin.” Taltrus bowed lightly.

Taltrus' eyes lit up at the mention of the magitech factory and the boundless information the tower held. It was one of the main reasons he chose to join the Tower. Other than becoming a Reaver to protect others, it would also help further his own research and magitech knowledge with their resources and help. While Taltrus did not lack 'funding', the Tower could offer more than that. It had resources one wouldn't dream of attaining through normal means.

Taltrus eyed Leon leaving the room, as he awaited Navarre's next words.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

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Rhythmic yet hurried steps resounded near Taltrus laboratory. A familiar figure- Johan, his brother, entered his room with a letter in hand. A small, rock-like golem waved at Johan. He looked towards the ceiling and found Taltrus hanging upside down, conducting another one of his tests. “Brother, it's from the Eon tower, surely you can't be thinking of being a Reaver despite father and mother's wishes?” His brother was used to his eccentricities at this point.

“Well, it's nice to see you to brother.” Taltrus' replied, voice steady and measured despite circumstances. An eyebrow pricked as he felt the boots lose grip on the ceiling. The amount of void magic inserted into the boots was miscalculated, to the point of causing an imbalance. Taltrus would fell off the ceiling landing gracefully in-front of his brother as if nothing had happened. “Thanks for bringing this to me.”

“Why would you ever want to be a reaver, I've heard it doesn't pay well, all risks considered.” Johan continued, stiffening his face and crossing his arms.

“My, brother, it's almost as if I am an Ostelas who has no real need for monetary greed.” Taltrus replied teasingly, as if the two has had this conversation ad-infinitum. He made his way to one of his workbenches and began fine-tuning the magitech boots. He held a hand out and was given a tool by one of his golems. “I'd much rather use my talents to help protect and improve others' lives rather than be cooped up here making potions for father and mother for the rest of my life.”

“Surely it can't be just because of Jeanne-”

A loud bang interrupted Johan's words. The golems that were working through their conversations all stopped moving.

“I am sorry, brother, I didn't mean-”

“Johan. Please, don't. Just... don't.” Taltrus choked out. “I am leaving, and there's nothing neither you nor our parents can do about it.”

Johan sheepishly and silently left Taltrus' workshop.

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Generally Taltrus would open a portal to travel, he prefers to physically travel to the place to feel out the location. In this case, it would be his first time in the Republic city. The Olstelas has a branch within the city, but Taltrus had not visited it. At the very least, Taltrus would take in nature and fresh air, it was good once in a while.

Taltrus peeked his head out of the carriage as the tower loomed over the horizon. The architecture and magic became more apparent as the carriage drew closer. He looked up from his tome, taking in the grandiose tower. The magic hummed, causing goosebumps on his skin. Even from far away he could tell that this was the work of a high level Magus.

Taltrus stepped out of the carriage, thanking the driver before hyper-focusing on the tower once more. The magical aura held by the building became heavier the closer he approached, it was almost suffocating; so much so that even a non-magically inclined individual could feel the thrums of magic against the back of their head. A smile crept on his lips, impressive magic to say the least.

Snapping out of his wonderment, a few others began introducing themselves. While there were a dozen or so people, only a few had introduced themselves so far. All appeared interesting, to say the least.

“I am Taltrus Olstelas, pleasure to meet you all.” He gave a wave, his robes engulfing most of his arm. A few seemed to be more swordsmen than magician in his eyes, a curiosity for sure. It seemed that they all eyed each other in curiosity, some even staring at the man who introduced himself as Aldin.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Taltrus

Name: Taltrus Olstelas

Appearance:
Taltrus stands at a below average height of 5'8". He has loose and scraggly hair, like wild waves crashing into each other. Taltrus barely cares about his apperance, he wears his robe loosely, carelessly folding and draping over itself. Underneath his robes, he is relatively fit and toned compared to his looks. Taltrus trains under the strain of his own gravity so he is able to

Race:
Human

Sex:
Male

Age: 26

Magic Divination:
Alchemy, Void

Abilities:
Alchemy

Transmutation: Taltrus is able to alter the structure of matter and energy into another form. Performing Transmutation on the fly requires extensive calculations and knowledge of chemistry. Any mistakes or miscalculations results in failure, at best, or an explosion at worst. An example and more simplistic usage is transmutation of metallic balls (in his pouch) to form a mixture of aluminum and steel on top of his skins to absorb/deflect strikes or blows in an instant. Another favoured use is to make a sharp blade covering the top of his fists for combat purposes.

Potion Making: Stemming from his knowledge of Transmutation, Taltrus has an almost encyclopedic knowledge on creating different (Health, Mana, Energy, etc) potions. Taltrus is also known for making more effective and stronger potions than what is currently available but finds it boring to do so due to its monotony. He makes different potions with wavky and zany effects and self-tests on the regular.

Automaton Creation: Taltrus is able to make golems that assists him with his research and day-to-day work. The longer he works on a golem, the more complex it becomes, though can create relatively simplistic golems to assist him in battle should he require so.

Void

Crush: Using Void Magic, Taltrus creates a gravity well that increases the gravity in a given area, restricting or even outright immobilzing individuals in a given area. Though he avoids such usage, he is able to 'crush' those in the field should he choose to.

Reverse: Similarly, Taltrus can weaken the effects of gravity by shifting the gravity well to attract in a given area.

Attract/Repel: In a similar manner, Taltrus is able to attract and repel objects and individuals using a gravity well.

Portal: Using distortions in space, Taltrus is able to create a tear in space to teleport between distances. He needs concentration to maintain the portal.

Equipment:
(Modified) Magitech Boots: Experimental boots modified by Taltrus to help him stick to walls using magnetism. With the supplementation of Void Magic Taltrus he is able to essentially walk on any surfaces with no issues. Plans to have the final version have no need for supplemental magic to be used by non-magical folks.

(Modified) Magitech Staff: A simple Magitech staff fashioned into a bo. Taltrus had embedded the staff with different materials to help with transmutation (alongside his pouch carrying miscellaneous materials). He uses the staff as a focus for both schools of divination.

Brief Background:
Taltrus was born to Ostelas, a prestigious family of Alchemists. A family that strictly adheres to the basic form of Alchemy- potion making. They are one of the biggest suppliers and creators of potions and tonics across Velynostica. As expected, Taltrus Ostelas was born with an innate talent for Alchemy, seeming to mix and conjure potions with relative ease, its potency higher and concentrated compared to normal alchemists.

The boy would grow up to be a tinkerer of sorts. Taltrus seemed to much prefer transmutation to traditional potion making as he believed it to be formulaic and 'boring'. The boy took to taking apart and recreating any tech he could get his hands on, and soon he would use transmutation to make internal modifications to magitech equipment. Anything as simple as adding another functionality, or more likly, having the item blow up in his face as he failed to transmute the item.

Many of his friends during his youth were non-magical folk. Taltrus would develop a liking towards the non-magically inclined as many seemed to not have many ulterior motives compared to other magicians. Subconsciously he would develop magitech tools that would bridge the gap between magical and non-magical users.

Taltrus' relatively easy going life would soon face tragedy. Whilst out visiting a close friend to restock on some materials he required, a monster attacked the shop. Taltrus failed to use transmutation to defend himself and his friend. It was only after his friend was dealt a grievious wounds that he was able to tap into void magic. The monster was pinned to the floor, immobilized as Reavers arrived on the scene. Unfortunately, his friend was too far gone and despite white magic, he was in the process of turning into a monster.

It was this incident that would turn him to joining the Reavers, even despite his family's wishes. Taltrus become more secluded, while he still maintained his friendly demeanor, the experience would sour making closer relationships with others.

Anything else we should know about you:
- Surprisingly strong and agile despite his looks. This is due to his personal training to withstand his own gravity wells.
- Able to use weapons made with transmutation with relative adeptness, as it's his primary method of executing monsters and beasts.
- Sought out for his potion making but is also well-known for tinkering with magitech and similar tech to add, often random and weird, functionalities to see what sticks.
- Has a good head on his shoulders and is well studied due to transmutation and able to come up with quick calculations on the top of his head as it is (literally) life and death.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Do tell me if I've made him too strong or if there are any issues.

Taltrus

Name: Taltrus Olstelas

Appearance:
Taltrus stands at a below average height of 5'8". He has loose and scraggly hair, like wild waves crashing into each other. Taltrus barely cares about his apperance, he wears his robe loosely, carelessly folding and draping over itself. Underneath his robes, he is relatively fit and toned compared to his looks. Taltrus trains under the strain of his own gravity so he is able to

Race:
Human

Sex:
Male

Age: 26

Magic Divination:
Alchemy, Void

Abilities:
Alchemy

Transmutation: Taltrus is able to alter the structure of matter and energy into another form. Performing Transmutation on the fly requires extensive calculations and knowledge of chemistry. Any mistakes or miscalculations results in failure, at best, or an explosion at worst. An example and more simplistic usage is transmutation of metallic balls (in his pouch) to form a mixture of aluminum and steel on top of his skins to absorb/deflect strikes or blows in an instant. Another favoured use is to make a sharp blade covering the top of his fists for combat purposes.

Potion Making: Stemming from his knowledge of Transmutation, Taltrus has an almost encyclopedic knowledge on creating different (Health, Mana, Energy, etc) potions. Taltrus is also known for making more effective and stronger potions than what is currently available but finds it boring to do so due to its monotony. He makes different potions with wavky and zany effects and self-tests on the regular.

Automaton Creation: Taltrus is able to make golems that assists him with his research and day-to-day work. The longer he works on a golem, the more complex it becomes, though can create relatively simplistic golems to assist him in battle should he require so.

Void

Crush: Using Void Magic, Taltrus creates a gravity well that increases the gravity in a given area, restricting or even outright immobilzing individuals in a given area. Though he avoids such usage, he is able to 'crush' those in the field should he choose to.

Reverse: Similarly, Taltrus can weaken the effects of gravity by shifting the gravity well to attract in a given area.

Attract/Repel: In a similar manner, Taltrus is able to attract and repel objects and individuals using a gravity well.

Portal: Using distortions in space, Taltrus is able to create a tear in space to teleport between distances. He needs concentration to maintain the portal.

Equipment:
(Modified) Magitech Boots: Experimental boots modified by Taltrus to help him stick to walls using magnetism. With the supplementation of Void Magic Taltrus he is able to essentially walk on any surfaces with no issues. Plans to have the final version have no need for supplemental magic to be used by non-magical folks.

(Modified) Magitech Staff: A simple Magitech staff fashioned into a bo. Taltrus had embedded the staff with different materials to help with transmutation (alongside his pouch carrying miscellaneous materials). He uses the staff as a focus for both schools of divination.

Brief Background:
Taltrus was born to Ostelas, a prestigious family of Alchemists. A family that strictly adheres to the basic form of Alchemy- potion making. They are one of the biggest suppliers and creators of potions and tonics across Velynostica. As expected, Taltrus Ostelas was born with an innate talent for Alchemy, seeming to mix and conjure potions with relative ease, its potency higher and concentrated compared to normal alchemists.

The boy would grow up to be a tinkerer of sorts. Taltrus seemed to much prefer transmutation to traditional potion making as he believed it to be formulaic and 'boring'. The boy took to taking apart and recreating any tech he could get his hands on, and soon he would use transmutation to make internal modifications to magitech equipment. Anything as simple as adding another functionality, or more likly, having the item blow up in his face as he failed to transmute the item.

Many of his friends during his youth were non-magical folk. Taltrus would develop a liking towards the non-magically inclined as many seemed to not have many ulterior motives compared to other magicians. Subconsciously he would develop magitech tools that would bridge the gap between magical and non-magical users.

Taltrus' relatively easy going life would soon face tragedy. Whilst out visiting a close friend to restock on some materials he required, a monster attacked the shop. Taltrus failed to use transmutation to defend himself and his friend. It was only after his friend was dealt a grievious wounds that he was able to tap into void magic. The monster was pinned to the floor, immobilized as Reavers arrived on the scene. Unfortunately, his friend was too far gone and despite white magic, he was in the process of turning into a monster.

It was this incident that would turn him to joining the Reavers, even despite his family's wishes. Taltrus become more secluded, while he still maintained his friendly demeanor, the experience would sour making closer relationships with others.

Anything else we should know about you:
- Surprisingly strong and agile despite his looks. This is due to his personal training to withstand his own gravity wells.
- Able to use weapons made with transmutation with relative adeptness, as it's his primary method of executing monsters and beasts.
- Sought out for his potion making but is also well-known for tinkering with magitech and similar tech to add, often random and weird, functionalities to see what sticks.
- Has a good head on his shoulders and is well studied due to transmutation and able to come up with quick calculations on the top of his head as it is (literally) life and death.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Down for a discord.

Magus Reaver: A Tale of Swords and Sorcery

Quick question, are you looking at one pc per school of magic?

Magus Reaver: A Tale of Swords and Sorcery

I'll place my interest here too, void magic sounds great.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

	Attire: Tunic Interaction(s): Mention(s): Callum Danrose @Helo, Wulfric Danrose @SilverPaw

The maid woke Auguste from his nap, 30 minutes before the promised meet-and-greet with noblewomen. The prince greeted her with a thanks, and then instructing her to draw up a quick bath and a fresh tunic. She left the room with a curt bow. Auguste draped his arm over his eyes and sighed, the grogginess still nestled into his bones. Was this truly just physical exhaustion? Deep down he knew it wasn't the case. Recent events have set the young man's mind with worry... and fear.

Auguste hoisted himself upwards, willing the sleepiness away. How had he felt worse than before he had taken the nap. He stretched his limbs and spine, activity had always been a certified method of skirting exhaustion. A few minutes passed, the same maid knocked on the door.

The bath was quick and prompt, not much to enjoy given his limited time. Auguste fit himself into the same but freshly cleaned tunic. It was about 10:50 am, but it was best to arrive early. Auguste had freshened himself up as best he could, the keen-eyed may be able to ascertain tiredness from his countenance.

Auguste he had expected his brothers to have been there already... although knowing Callum, and Wulfric's disposition for perfection, he could hazard a guess for their relative tardiness. As always, he smiled and greeted those who made eye contact or passed him by as he waited in the room. He sequesters himself into a corner so as to not bother those entering and leaving.