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Name: Adrianna Lear

Alias: Thorn

Age: 23

Super Power: Control over plants. Is also a super enhanced plant herself, Can move much faster than a normal person...can lift a car over her head, can use pheromones on people.

Bio: Adrianna Lear was born to be a scientist...or at least that's what her parents said. By age 3 Adrianna could fully speak the English language and was doing grade school math. At age 8 she was listed among some of the brightest young minds. And by age 15 she had been accepted into an ivy league school. She was a genius biochemist and was working deeply with different plant Genomes to create cures for illnesses and new drugs that the world had never seen. The company who had hired her were demanding results and Adrianna needed more time to test her product. In desperation Adrianna tested her newest serum on herself, it was a serum that was supposed to add to the human DNA and make it resistant to almost all known diseases and make the human body twice as strong...but something wasn't right in the serum...Adrianna's pained screams filled the chamber as the gas form of the serum seeped into her. When it was all over Adrianna had changed...but not the way she had meant to...Her body all the way down to her DNA had become like a plant...she no longer needed to eat or sleep the only things she required were healthy amounts of sunlight and water. But with her serum being considered a failure and herself having turned into a monster...she was fired from her company and lost everything. A part of her wanted revenge...and she might have taken it but one fateful night she saw the city she loved destroyed in a blast wave...and it was then that she decided to become a hero...to make a difference...to make sure it never happened again...she would be a Thorn in the side of evil...she was reborn...As Thorn.

Personality: Super smart but also kind hearted. Adrianna sought to help the world long before she was given her powers. She's a good person but can't stand any type of injustice even if it meant having to break the law. She has a deep connection with nature and hates to see animals or plants harmed.

Weakness: Lack of water...Lack of sunlight...super heat or super cold.

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I would also like to join this...I'll have a CS up in a few.
Typhon pocketed the map and sat the steaks in the wine cellar to keep them cold while he was gone. He then proceeded to walk to his room and closed the door behind him. Once inside he started to get changed into his glass armor, piece by piece he put on his armor that he had worked so hard to earn, finding one piece at a time in shops and chests during adventures and quests. Once he was fully dressed and prepared he used his summoning spell to some his spectral bow, "As long as that still works..." He then de-summoned his bow and filled his real quiver with steel arrows and walked out of his room and up the stairs. He was right behind Ashar coming up the stairs, "here...since you didn't get to eat..." He offered her a nice piece of deer jerky that he had dried in the wine cellar, "Its my job to keep us fed on the journey...no point in missing breakfast."
Typhon sat his bag down and pulled out a particularly juicy piece of steak. "I'll even cook it for you Ashar." He slowly seasoned the steak with some sage and other flavors he had procured in hunting and threw the steak on the brazier. As he was waiting for it to finish cooking he heard a familiar sounds as a rat raced right up his leg and stopped on his shoulder, "What have you got for me Ulfric?" He smiled a bit at the joke that came with naming a rat Ulfric. But the rat soon caught his full attention by dropping a gold coin into his hand, "Good boy." He said as he pocketed the coin, after that the steak was fully cooked and he laid it on a platter and sat in in front of Ashar, he was the young blood of the companions...the little brother...so she would never notice his affections towards her...of course Typhon would never say it out loud.
A slow and steady breath curled into the crisp cold air of the morning. The tundra was silent and still as slow breaths continued to escape from the nose of a very still wood elf, his bow waiting to be drawn as he lined up his shot, he had been stalking this dear for three hours and when he got the kill he was going to take it back to the halls of Jorrvaskr and feed his brothers and sisters. He slowly breathed in one last time and drew back his bow before slowly releasing the breath and letting the arrow fly, Thump! came the sound of an arrow striking its target exactly where he had aimed, this sound was followed by another and another and then the sound of a deer dropping to the frozen ground. Typhon moved quickly and was on top of the animal...as he had thought the first arrow had killed the beast. Next Typhon went through the process of cleaning the kill and cutting up the meat and packing it up. He then made his way back into Whiterun and up the stairs to the halls of the companions, he opened the front door right as a bottle shattered onto the ground, a young but spry voice echoed through the halls, "How about a juicy slab of steak to cure that hangover?"
I edited my CS and added a picture and a thing I forgot from the rules.
Nah he'll be good lol


Name: Typhon whitebreeze

Age: 17

Race (Skyrim's races: Wood Elf

Weapons: A Glass bow enchanted with fire.

Apparel: A full set of glass armor with enchantments that make him a better archer.

Spells (3 max, optional): Summon spectral bow,

Best Skill: Archery.

Bio (optional): Typhon was a street rat in Markarth and life every day was barely liveable for him and the other orphans in the city. It only continued to get worse until one day one of Typhon's close friends (another orphan) was killed by a guard while trying to steal bag of gold from some wealthy bastard. Typhon refused to take it anymore and he rallied the orphans together and almost overnight he had created a young criminal syndicate who's members used all kinds of skills including training rats to go and steal keys and using lockpicks for robbing places in the night...Typhon was 13 at the time and one evening his boys brought back a beautiful Glass bow...and Typhon claimed it as his own...he was a natural...he could pin a coin to a wall three rooftops away. He used his skills with that bow to do even more dangerous jobs to bring in more money for his brothers. He started doing heists and getting massive amounts of coin, he and his syndicate were unstoppable...or so they thought...the guards couldn't catch them and no one could find them...that was until someone ratted them out. They never expected the city Guard to bust right in their front door swords drawn and starts arresting kids. Typhon was the first to react when he drew his bow and pinned a guard to the wall with a shot that didn't even cut the man but immobilized him completely. Typhon took down six guards without taking a single life. The boys were all sentenced one by one but when it was Typhon's turn a man stood up and offered to take the boy and give him a chance at a good life away from all the crime. The judge respected the companion and handed over charge of Typhon to him and like that Typhon was brought to the Companions. Over the next few years Typhon honed his skill with the bow and has become a trickshot master.

Hobby: Training Rats to do stuff.

Other info: Eyes on the prey, not the horizon
I would also like to join this.
The sky outside began to darken with clouds that were slowly spiraling into a circle above the school. Down on the ground directly below the spiraling storm clouds a dark green portal opened up in the earth and out of it slowly rose an old fashioned coffin with a massive black H burned into the wood. Suddenly the door swung open and a blonde teen with a scarecrow hat in his hand jumped out. "Finally made it H..." Said the teen as he put his hat on. The voice in his head simply mumbled in response. As he walked away from where he had reentered the world the coffin sank back into the dirt and the clouds dispersed. Hollow made his way into the school as his thoughts raced with the events of the last few days, he had been enjoying his immortality when he received a strange letter, the letter was from his father...and it was a request for him to go to a school...where his way would be payed for him and so his father could supposedly keep an eye on him. At first he had planned to burn the damn thing with pumpkin fire but his curiosity got the better of him...that and he was getting really sick of having to sleep outside. So he signed the contract saying he would attend school and in a matter of days he was enrolled. But now he was horribly late and was making haste to get to class. He slammed through the classroom (Superman's class) door with a bang and stood there for a moment before apologizing, "Sorry I'm late...magic is tricky..."
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