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Christina Young

ℂardinal ℝift

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ℙersonal 𝕀nformation

Name: Christina Young
House: Heir to House Young
Age: 27
Race: Human (Mageborn)
Gender: Female ♀
Appearance: A petite girl with short dark hair. She usually dresses in comfortable clothing, such as hoodies and t-shirts. If out in public on official business, she'll wear the official uniform of the Young tech corps. She prefers not to wear elegant dresses or fancy jewelry. An engagement ring sparkles on her left hand. She likes to show it off.

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𝕊o 𝕆n & 𝕊o 𝔽orth

Reputation: The genius heir to House Young, Christina is known for her quick mind and perceptive eyes. She has contributed greatly to the fields of artificial intelligence, electromagnetic weaponry, and transportation. She's engaged to the heir of House Reason.
Alignment: Technologist.
Skills:

• An expert at all things mechanical. Cars, computers, you name it, she can build it and take it apart easily.
• Trivial Knowledge - she can recall thousands of miscellaneous facts that may or may not be relevant.
• Innovator - has designed and built numerous useful devices, such as wireless cameras, coil guns, and a pair of mechanical wings.

Backstory: The sole heir to House Young, Christina grew up in the shadow of her mother's legacy. Reina Young had developed numerous inventions and pioneered discoveries all by the age of 25, when she married her husband and had Christina. Christina lived up to the high expectations everyone placed on her. She blazed the way forward in her time at the Young Academy of Sciences, then went on to help develop the curriculum into a more efficient and helpful program.

When she was 20, a certain heir to another House came to House Young and requested their help in making a special device. The schematics were so complicated that Reina Young herself had to be called in to work on it. Christina was there every step of the way, and made a new friend along the way. Alexander Reason and Christina Young began courting a year later, and the two remain utterly devoted to each other.

Christina has been taken on as Chief of Security at the diplomatic talks. Her mother is participating as the actual representative of House Young.
Miscellaneous:

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𝕄agic

Gate: A strong primal gate of electricity.
Flow: Average.
Favor: Extremely high.
Field: Must be in contact with skin.

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𝕋echnology

Equipment:

• Tinkerer's Pack: contains everything an inventor would ever need. Wires, wrenches, circuit boards, etc.
• Electronic Tablet: A device of her own design. Christina uses it to log her thoughts, play games, and take photos.
• Model A32 Coiler: Another Young innovation. Christina uses her magic to power it and fire ferromagnetic rounds at near-supersonic speeds.
• Portable Security Cameras: They connect wirelessly to the tablet.
• Wing Set: Christina powers these mechanical wings in order to glide. Her small frame and light build helps the maneuverability as well.

ꇙ ꒤ ꋊ ꋪ ꒤ ꋊ ꋊ ꏂ ꋪ ꇙ

Sounds good to me.

the attic

Nothing at all.

ꇙ ꒤ ꋊ ꋪ ꒤ ꋊ ꋊ ꏂ ꋪ ꇙ

Iyana Tas

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Iyana Tas

s p e c i e s: Fae

a g e: 99 (Young)

h e i g h t / w e i g h t: 174cm, 58kg

g e n d e r: Female ♀

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Attributes

s t a t s

• Strength - 12
• Agility - 19
• Endurance - 12
• Will - 12
• Intelligence - 8
• Charisma - 8

s k i l l s

• Swordplay - Iyana has honed her sword skill for most of her life so far. While good compared to most fae, she could be considered a master amongst the shorter-lived races. She can fight with either arm, but favors her right.
• Shock Magic - The Tas family style of shock magic has been passed down to Iyana. It imbues her sword strikes with electric charge. Even a small cut from the sword will jerk the muscles of the victim involuntarily, disrupting their form and creating openings. Iyana is limited to small zaps only. She cannot perform feats of electrocution like the family masters.
• Acrobatics - Iyana is proficient in remaining balanced in almost any condition. She's also well-versed in climbing, sneaking about, and other feats of dexterity.

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Inventory

w e a p o n s

• Carries a curved, single-edged sword named Arc
• Has a backup sword named Bolt. It's slightly sorter and wider.

a r m o r

• Head - None, but she likes wide brimmed hats.
• Chest - Several layers of protective cloth. They keep out the sun, cold, and sand.
• Left Arm - Steel bracer for deflecting attacks in an emergency.
• Right Arm - Another steel bracer.
• Left Leg - Long socks.
• Right Leg - Long socks.

e q u i p m e n t

• Canvas Pack
  
  • Sharpening stones
  • Maintenance oil
  • Rations (1 week)
  • Light rope (10m)
  • Spare clothes
  • Small aid kit
    
    • Gauze (3m)
    • Alcohol (500ml)
    • Scissors
  • Leather-bound journal
  • Charcoal pencils x8
• Money Pouch
  
  • Silver x1
  • Copper x23
• Thick Leather Waterskin (full)

Info

a p p e a r a n c e
Iyana is a fae teen who is about to mature into adulthood. She's not quite at the full height of an adult fae, nor the proper weight for a toned swordswoman. Her skin is tanned from long hours of training in the sun. To protect herself from the sun, she wears multiple layers of airy robes over tight underclothes. The layers also double as helpful protection from the bone-chilling desert cold at night. Instead of proper armor, she relies on hidden metal bracers to deflect strikes if she cannot simply dodge or parry the attack. Some may find her gaze uncanny, as she never seems to blink while one looks at her.

p e r s o n a l i t y
Iyana is unfamiliar with almost every situation. She has only ever known her training. As a result, when it comes to non-combat skills or social interactions, she is unsure of her actions and constantly being surprised. She loves to learn new things, but is deathly afraid of failure. This, combined with her upbringing, has led to a crippling polarization in her skillset and personality. She will be confident and assertive during a fight, only to immediately shirk away and clam up when asked about it afterwards.

l i k e s

• Dueling
• Sleeping
• Learning new things
• Dried fruit
• Sweets

d i s l i k e s

• Dislikes
  
  • Insectoids and arachnids
  • Spicy food - curry most of all
  • Crowded areas
• Fears
  
  • Her family
  • Failure
  • Large bodies of water (only passable at swimming, clothes are heavy and weigh down)

STONE'S REPOSITORY OF MAGIC

Deadly fast and deathly serious, it's Iyana Tas! (SUNRUNNERS)

Iyana Tas

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Iyana Tas

s p e c i e s: Fae

a g e: 99 (Young)

h e i g h t / w e i g h t: 174cm, 58kg

g e n d e r: Female ♀

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Attributes

s t a t s

• Strength - 12
• Agility - 19
• Endurance - 12
• Will - 12
• Intelligence - 8
• Charisma - 8

s k i l l s

• Swordplay - Iyana has honed her sword skill for most of her life so far. While good compared to most fae, she could be considered a master amongst the shorter-lived races. She can fight with either arm, but favors her right.
• Shock Magic - The Tas family style of shock magic has been passed down to Iyana. It imbues her sword strikes with electric charge. Even a small cut from the sword will jerk the muscles of the victim involuntarily, disrupting their form and creating openings. Iyana is limited to small zaps only. She cannot perform feats of electrocution like the family masters.
• Acrobatics - Iyana is proficient in remaining balanced in almost any condition. She's also well-versed in climbing, sneaking about, and other feats of dexterity.

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Inventory

w e a p o n s

• Carries a curved, single-edged sword named Arc
• Has a backup sword named Bolt. It's slightly sorter and wider.

a r m o r

• Head - None, but she likes wide brimmed hats.
• Chest - Several layers of protective cloth. They keep out the sun, cold, and sand.
• Left Arm - Steel bracer for deflecting attacks in an emergency.
• Right Arm - Another steel bracer.
• Left Leg - Long socks.
• Right Leg - Long socks.

e q u i p m e n t

• Canvas Pack
  
  • Sharpening stones
  • Maintenance oil
  • Rations (1 week)
  • Light rope (10m)
  • Spare clothes
  • Small aid kit
    
    • Gauze (3m)
    • Alcohol (500ml)
    • Scissors
  • Leather-bound journal
  • Charcoal pencils x8
• Money Pouch
  
  • Silver x1
  • Copper x23
• Thick Leather Waterskin (full)

Info

a p p e a r a n c e
Iyana is a fae teen who is about to mature into adulthood. She's not quite at the full height of an adult fae, nor the proper weight for a toned swordswoman. Her skin is tanned from long hours of training in the sun. To protect herself from the sun, she wears multiple layers of airy robes over tight underclothes. The layers also double as helpful protection from the bone-chilling desert cold at night. Instead of proper armor, she relies on hidden metal bracers to deflect strikes if she cannot simply dodge or parry the attack. Some may find her gaze uncanny, as she never seems to blink while one looks at her.

p e r s o n a l i t y
Iyana is unfamiliar with almost every situation. She has only ever known her training. As a result, when it comes to non-combat skills or social interactions, she is unsure of her actions and constantly being surprised. She loves to learn new things, but is deathly afraid of failure. This, combined with her upbringing, has led to a crippling polarization in her skillset and personality. She will be confident and assertive during a fight, only to immediately shirk away and clam up when asked about it afterwards.

l i k e s

• Dueling
• Sleeping
• Learning new things
• Dried fruit
• Sweets

d i s l i k e s

• Dislikes
  
  • Insectoids and arachnids
  • Spicy food - curry most of all
  • Crowded areas
• Fears
  
  • Her family
  • Failure
  • Large bodies of water (only passable at swimming, clothes are heavy and weigh down)

ꇙ ꒤ ꋊ ꋪ ꒤ ꋊ ꋊ ꏂ ꋪ ꇙ

Iyana Tas

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Iyana Tas

s p e c i e s: Fae

a g e: 99 (Young)

h e i g h t / w e i g h t: 174cm, 58kg

g e n d e r: Female ♀

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Attributes

s t a t s

• Strength - 12
• Agility - 19
• Endurance - 12
• Will - 12
• Intelligence - 8
• Charisma - 8

s k i l l s

• Swordplay - Iyana has honed her sword skill for most of her life so far. While good compared to most fae, she could be considered a master amongst the shorter-lived races. She can fight with either arm, but favors her right.
• Shock Magic - The Tas family style of shock magic has been passed down to Iyana. It imbues her sword strikes with electric charge. Even a small cut from the sword will jerk the muscles of the victim involuntarily, disrupting their form and creating openings. Iyana is limited to small zaps only. She cannot perform feats of electrocution like the family masters.
• Acrobatics - Iyana is proficient in remaining balanced in almost any condition. She's also well-versed in climbing, sneaking about, and other feats of dexterity.

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Inventory

w e a p o n s

• Carries a curved, single-edged sword named Arc
• Has a backup sword named Bolt. It's slightly sorter and wider.

a r m o r

• Head - None, but she likes wide brimmed hats.
• Chest - Several layers of protective cloth. They keep out the sun, cold, and sand.
• Left Arm - Steel bracer for deflecting attacks in an emergency.
• Right Arm - Another steel bracer.
• Left Leg - Long socks.
• Right Leg - Long socks.

e q u i p m e n t

• Canvas Pack
  
  • Sharpening stones
  • Maintenance oil
  • Rations (1 week)
  • Light rope (10m)
  • Spare clothes
  • Small aid kit
    
    • Gauze (3m)
    • Alcohol (500ml)
    • Scissors
  • Leather-bound journal
  • Charcoal pencils x8
• Money Pouch
  
  • Silver x1
  • Copper x23
• Thick Leather Waterskin (full)

Info

a p p e a r a n c e
Iyana is a fae teen who is about to mature into adulthood. She's not quite at the full height of an adult fae, nor the proper weight for a toned swordswoman. Her skin is tanned from long hours of training in the sun. To protect herself from the sun, she wears multiple layers of airy robes over tight underclothes. The layers also double as helpful protection from the bone-chilling desert cold at night. Instead of proper armor, she relies on hidden metal bracers to deflect strikes if she cannot simply dodge or parry the attack. Some may find her gaze uncanny, as she never seems to blink while one looks at her.

p e r s o n a l i t y
Iyana is unfamiliar with almost every situation. She has only ever known her training. As a result, when it comes to non-combat skills or social interactions, she is unsure of her actions and constantly being surprised. She loves to learn new things, but is deathly afraid of failure. This, combined with her upbringing, has led to a crippling polarization in her skillset and personality. She will be confident and assertive during a fight, only to immediately shirk away and clam up when asked about it afterwards.

l i k e s

• Dueling
• Sleeping
• Learning new things
• Dried fruit
• Sweets

d i s l i k e s

• Dislikes
  
  • Insectoids and arachnids
  • Spicy food - curry most of all
  • Crowded areas
• Fears
  
  • Her family
  • Failure
  • Large bodies of water (only passable at swimming, clothes are heavy and weigh down)

STONE'S REPOSITORY OF MAGIC

DEVON DORALT IS HERE TO CRUSH FRESHMEN AND PLAY VIDEO GAMES- AND HE'S ALL OUT OF FRESHMEN. (THALAM ONLINE)

Relica

^{Ingame Tag: Relica
Username: DevonDoralt132}

Level : 3
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Fireborn Dwarf
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Mage
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^{Combat Info}
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Body: 3 (+2)
Spirit: 10 (+1)
Technique: 3
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Magic Missile
Fireball
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Basic Staff
Slime-covered Tunic
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^{Personal Info}
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Devon Doralt is the hardest, meanest crew member in his college. He's powered through forty-five regattas. He's hazed over 100 freshmen. He's even pranked the dean by filling her car with shaving cream and saran wrapping the entire thing three times. So what does he do in his free time? Well, recently, a member of the crew disappeared for 3 whole days. Devon burst into his room and found his crewmate engrossed in some sort of video game. Not to be outdone by the WEAK crewmember, he "borrowed" the set and has just begun sinking his time into the very first VRMMO craze: Thalam Online.
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Online: Tries to act like a girl. Fails miserably. Is currently trying to try out this new concept of "empathy." Currently thinks that everyone rps like a pirate. Rather bad at the game and usually rushes in without a plan.
Offline: Brash, Loud, Abrasive, Extremely closeted about his gaming and other nerdy habits.
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Inventory:
Slime Jellies x5
Green Moss x1
Poison Dagger stolen by @Cu Chulainn >:(

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MASTER OF THE ELEMENTS OF WATER, AIR, AND SURPRISE, ROLT ELORAS! (THE FALL OF FAITH - A JOURNEY HOME)

Rolt Eloras

Name: Rolt Eloras
Gender: M
Age: 35

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Origins:
The Tals clan can trace its origin all the way to Voralt Tals, the original leader of the Northern Lands and owner of the Girdle of the Charging Ox, a magical relic that can store the wearer's strength. With the Girdle, Tals conquered the squabbling tribes in his area and started to make a slightly more unified North. When he died, his successor was chosen not by birthright but by accomplishment, and that tradition continues down to this very day.

From a developmental standpoint, most of the Tals clan is rather underdevloped. Hunting, rather than domestication, tends to be how the Tals people acquire their meat. Their homes, while functional, usually lack the comforts of those futher south. Furs and skins are the clothing of choice, rather than woven or spun cloths.

By no means, however, are the people of Tals unintelligent. As a result of years upon years of internal warfare, the war leaders of Tals posses keen strategic minds and an incredible sense for battle. Culturally, the people tell stories to keep track of history. The prominence of oral storytelling has led to the development of a rich collection of tales and fables as well as an overall love for language and its meaning in the Tals clan.

Magic users in the Tals clan tend to use Earth or Wind magic in ways that complement their fighting styles. While using magic for utility is not unheard of, the people of Tals still tend to see it as a resource for war, not peace.

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Magic:
Wind and water magic, with an emphasis on mist and fog. He can create large amounts of those three obscurants quickly, and make them last for a fairly long time. He can also create decently strong gusts powerful enough to knock a man over or propel himself further.

Rolt's wind isn't as strong as a well-trained wind mage's, however. He can't deflect projectiles or fly. He also suffers from low magic stamina, being unable to use his power more than twice a week. Regardless, he trains his body in order to counteract this.

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Fighting Style:
Rolt, in contrast with his great size, fights using stealth. His primary way of assault is to fill an area with an obscurant, usually fog. He will then isolate enemies and ambush them from the depths of his clouds. His light armor serves a dual purpose as a result: First of all, its light coverage allows him to generate and expel fog more quickly from his body. Second, it allows him to move much more silently than if he were covered in metal.

Rolt is able to tell where his enemies are by the movements they generate in the air, coupled with his incredible hearing. Once he locates them, he sneaks up and attacks quickly and efficiently. He carries a number of weapons, but is still strong enough to tear some men limb from limb. When he has to get through armor, he favors poisoned daggers; otherwise, he uses sharp metal gauntlets to engage. If the enemy doesn't move and stays perfectly silent, however, Rolt is forced to seek them out in the fog instead. Other wind mages can also dispel his obscurants. In areas with lots of water, it takes less effort to make fog.

Rolt can obscure enough to cover a small group of people, but that amount alone exhausts his magical power for a fairly long time (think 2-3 days.) He struggles to make his magic effective against large groups, and does best when he has time to prepare the area to be conducive to his efforts. Overuse of his magic evaporates his body slowly, though it can be recovered from. It takes weeks to re-solidify if he overuses.

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Appearance:
An absolute mountain of a man. 202cm and built like a bull. Dark skin and white hair. Contrary to its appearance, his hair is quite soft. It's dyed white- his actual hair is black. Wears the Girdle of the Charging Ox, his family's symbol of power. Doffs the chestpiece if he needs to be extra stealthy. Deep-set eyes and a strong jaw give off the impression of a dullard, but Rolt is no idiot.

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Personality:
Although he is strong-willed and forceful, Rolt places respect for others above all else. Only when someone is truly useless will he talk down to or ignore them. Even then, he will always give opportunities to those around him to earn his respect. His logical way of thinking is slower than most, but he always reaches the correct conclusion given the facts. Rolt displays a profound love for poetry and language, though he himself is no wordsmith. Likes puns, and will often make them himself. The results are usually less than stellar. If you called him stupid, he would probably laugh and agree before demonstrating exactly why you shouldn't have underestimated his intelligence.

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History:
The leader of the now-dead Tals clan, Rolt Eloras was born in the lowest caste of his martial society. After clawing his way up through childhood hardship and pain, Rolt eventually challenged the leader of his clan for leadership rights. The contest not only involved trial by combat, but also a leadership test and grueling endurance challenge. Rolt triumphed in all aspects, and won the position by clan vote. He led for five years before he and his entire clan set off to defend the Knife's Edge fortress, leaving only the elderly and youngest children behind.

Every single man and woman who went with Rolf perished in the fall of the fortress. As the only leader of his clan, Rolt now seeks to make his way back home and protect those he left behind.

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Equipment:
-Traveling Pack: Contains lots of jerky, waterskin, and light camping gear.
-Metal Gauntlets: His favored weapon. Can trade blows easily with swords. Forged from the finest material.
-Poisoned Daggers: His last resort weapon.
-Girdle of the Charging Ox: A relic and symbol of his now-worthless chiefdom. A magical item that stores the wearer's strength when not in use to be called upon later. It cannot be used to enhance the wearer's body past its normal limits. Rolt usually uses it to extend his endurance far past that of an ordinary man. He cannot use it to replenish his magical reserves.

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What's good- If you're reading this, you've either been sent my RPing CV and needed my background info, or you're one of those lurkers that just browses through this subsection. Either way, that's cool!

My name is stone, and I play the fill role. I play fill in MOBAs, I balance genders and races in RPs, and I always GM if needed... which means that I'm the GM 90% of the time. I looooooove magic, so almost every single one of the characters you'll see below has a magical ability that I try to use creatively. It's my outlet for being a boring human on this planet without magic. ;)

RPs I'm running on RPerGuild:

• nothing rn lol

Non-Fandom RPs:

• nothing lol

Fandom RPs:

• nothing lol

1x1s:

• Nothing as of right now!

Life After -- A Zombie Apocalypse RP

Hey, sorry to say that I can't join :(

I've kinda overcommitted to some stuff (whoops) and I needed to cut some things. I'm really sorry! I wish you all the best of luck!