Tiberious

The Witch Hunt

I am planning a post, but Imma mage so it will do little for the Palys

The Witch Hunt

Prob have to have a NPC, two mages are ignoring the voice and the other is currently soulless.

The Arcana Magica Summoners

Oh, sorry. Changed it.

The Arcana Magica Summoners

Sorry, it posted twice.

The Arcana Magica Summoners

"So, it is my turn to shine..." Nikamaru slowly stated as he put the finishing touches on his battle outfit. It was a complex get up, with lots straps, attachments, and some armor plating. A long sleeved, skin tight, black one piece suit rested against his skin with dark metal boots and leggings protecting his lower body. Black leather straps wrapped around his abdomen with two more straps holding a black leather top the sat on his shoulders. His ribs and the center of his chest are exposed, leaving him vulnerable. Good thing I am agile, Nika chuckled to himself as he touched his side. His attire was topped off with two, detailed leather pauldrons and a black, hooded clock.

"You don't have anything bright in your outfit, sure you wanna do that?" A soft, hiss came from behind Nikamaru. "This was my brothers outfit when he competed... I want to honor him." Checking the mirror that hung in his simple makeup room one last time, Nika turned to face his partner, Salah. "Besides, it pretty much matches with you," pausing as Salah began to glow. The cracks that run all across her body gained a orange/red hew, like lava starting to flow down a volcano. "Show off... no matter. This is my choice... I need to do something for him."

The Tsreo family come from a long line of summoners who take great pride in their ability. Not everyone in the family tree has been a summoner, but at least once a generation someone is chosen. And so when his brother was granted the gift of summoning, he was placed on the highest pedestal. But when his brother lost first round, he was shunned and banished. Shortly after that, Nikamaru was given the gift, a first time two people in the same generation was given it. So, he has taken it upon himself to shine, and bring his big bro back.

"Don't worry about that now, we can deal with that after we win," Salah proudly stated, hoping to boost his spirits. A small grim crept onto his face," Hahaha, thanks Salah. Hey, where is that mask they gave me?" he questioned his summon. "In your bag," she said as Salah pushed the bag toward her master. Sitting on top of the bag was a molten black mask, matching in color with Salah's skin. The detail on the mask was simple, with a gold trim along the outside edge and light fire detail around the chin past of the mask. The upper portion of the mask has a smokey detail to complement the fire detail. "This thing is kinda cool... I might keep it on during the fight too." Nikamaru slipped the mask on and turn toward the dressing mirror. He nodded in approval, "Bro would be proud."

Salah scampered next to him, completing his look in the mirror. "Now, we wait."

The Witch Hunt

A calm breeze blow through an abandoned town, scorch wounds marking the nearby building. Several months ago, this was a busy little town out in a rural farmland. Townsfolk would go about their day farming, smithing, whatever it is small townsfolk do. But a wave of fury and anger struck this town, killing everything within. Since that day, The Unholy Hand have been using this abandoned town as a base of sorts. All roads leading to this town have disappeared, leaving only the few, unlucky folks that stumble on this town for The Hand to deal with.

The largest building in the town, the dining hall, sat at the edge, raised slightly by the nearby hill. Tiberious had made his way through town and now stood before the hall. The large, wooden double doors were ajar and a soft light came from within.

"Tiber, come in, we have much to discus," a harsh, raspy voice shoot out of the hall.

Six black hooded figures stood around a large dining table near the back end of the room. The only light came from a few dim candles, half melted to the table. One stood out from the others, with jewels and gems detailing his midnight black robe. The candle light gave him an odd sparkle, obviously drawing attention to himself.

"Ah, good... Now, you all now we I have gathered you here. That voice we all heard a little bit ago," The jeweled man spoke, his age showing through his voice. The other hooded figures muttered for a few moments before silencing again. "Now, we do not know if there is truth to these words, but a powerful being would be needed to send this many messages. And we have to assume we were not the only ones who got this message..." the jeweled man began a manic cough, placing his hands on the table to stabilize himself. "It is getting worse.." one whispered to Tiberious. ".... I am...fine..." Gathering himself, the jeweled man stood back up, clasping his hands together. "I will get to the point. We need to continue are plans for exploring The Beyond, but I want to find out what this voice wants. Back your stuff Tiberious and move out."

That old man needs to die already. Tiberious thought to himself as he finished packing his alchemy kit into a small traveling bag. The only reason he is even apart of the inner circle was because of his master. But, this voice intrigues me, and if I can just get a little bit stronger, I can kill that hag myself... Besides, Master would have gone to the voice any way, his inner self said as he glanced at his Master's old gear. A dingy old book sat on a small table with a black handled sword next to it. For a quick second, Tiberious felt something he had not felt in a long time. Sadness. There was no time to mourn his Master's death, there has never been time. Several years ago his Master got caught in a summoning involving The Beyond. It sapped him of his magical energy and most of his life force. He died the next day, but not before giving his belongings and spot in the inner circle to Tiberious. No, he would not have me mourn, for there is adventure and a chance to gain more power.

Fitting the book in his bag, Tiberious double checked his gear. That voice called, and I must find out what it wants.

The Witch Hunt

@Laue I like her. She'll be great for char development. Oh, and I made some small changes to my char. Added why out of Troom and made him not as cold mean. And added some more detail to his recent life and a spell book. Gave him much more room to grow.

Can't wait to get the party started.

The Arcana Magica Summoners

Alright, all done besides Final evolve which I will do later.

The Arcana Magica Summoners

Holy crap Batman, this is taking me awhile. I just need one more summon.

The Arcana Magica Summoners

Appearance:

Name: Nikamaru Tiber Tsreo
Nickname: Tiber or for his friends Nika(pronounced Nick)
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2" (1.88m)
Weight: 215lbs (97.52kg)
Color: Dark Brown hair, emerald green eyes.
Personality:
Positive: Nikamaru is a brave, courageous fellow who never backs down from a challenge. He is loyal to a fault, standing by his friends through thick and thin. Never shying away from much, Nikamaru is a very outgoing person with a strong will. He loves to play the hero, though that does not always work out for him.
Negative: His anger is like dying campfire, let it sit and it will die down, but stroke the fire and the flames with grow. He will speak his mind, not giving a ton of thought, which is not always for the best. He is also a little dense, unable to pick up hints that he should just stop.

Magica Marking:

When calm, this mark rest on the backside of his left hand

Reaches this when he enters a blind rage
These markings are a solid black most of the time, but as his anger grows, the marks begin to glow a dark orange/red. As Nikamaru's anger raises, the marks grows brighter, like a coal heating up.

Summons:
First Summon:

Salah

Normally, Salah's skin is a smooth, deep black with bright orange cracks flowing through. The spikes on her body lay closer to her body.

Height and Weight: 4'1"(1.24m) 82lbs(37.19kg)
Personality: Salah is a strong willed creature who fits with Nikamaru almost perfectly, as she too is extremely loyal and brave. She is much more calm and collected, and keeps Nika in line, usually by talking him down or through situations.

Abilities

Offense:
Fire Ball- Using the fire in her belly, Salah launches a basketball sized fireball at high speeds at her opponent. They can be shoot in quick succession with good accuracy.
Rolling Strike- Salah charges at her opponent, and when she closes in, curls into a ball, rapidly spins as she strikes her target multiple times with the spikes on her and the force of the blow
Defense:
Smoke Screen- Excreting from the cracks in Salah's skin, a plum of black smoke fills the area, allowing Salah to dodge or escape.
Special:
Heat Wave- Salah heats up her body to extreme measures, causing the surrounding area's temperature to rise close to boiling point. This move can also be used to increase the power of Salah's physical and projectile attacks.

Salah Evolved

Second Summon:

Kirhal

Height and Weight: 3'2"(.96m) 22lbs(10.2kg)
Personality: Kirhal is a fierce competitor who sometimes gets in way over his head. He is a stubborn, proud phoenix who is always full of energy.

Abilities

Offense:
Flame Charge- Kirhal surrounds himself with fire and dives at his enemy. A channeled explosion sends his opponent backwards from the impact.
Waves of Fire- His wings are engulfed in flames as he soars above his prey. Rapidly flapping his wings, Kirhal sends "waves of fire" towards his target.(A lot like the move Gust from Pokemon but with fire).
Thunderous Rain- He channels his energy and concentrates it into a lightning like fire. With a flap of his wings, Kirhal can send projectile spikes of this energy towards his prey.
Defense:
Lightning Quick- Using the same technique from Thunderous Rain, Kirhal increasing his speed so he can strike like lightning. This allows him to dodge attacks or close the gap.
Ariel Skills= Kirhal has supreme flight ability, allowing him to twist and turn without losing much control or speed.
Special:
Supernova- In a last ditch effort, Kirhal will gather all his energy, and dive bombs towards his opponent. As he draws close, Kirhal implodes, burning everything around him with temperatures hot enough to deform metal. This move can only be down once per summon.
Rebirth- Once every summon, Kirhal can use his phoenix birth right to rise from his ashes.

Third Summon:

Strive

Height and Weight: 7'2"(2.19m) Unknown weight
Personality: Strive's never shows any emotion, making it hard to tell what he is thinking. He does his job well and efficient and does not like to waste time. Nikamaru has been trying for a while to understand him. Strive moves a lot like a samurai.

Abilities

Offense:
Lightning Blade- Strive forms a long, katana like bolt of lightning to use as a weapon.
Lightning Spear- Forms a spear of lightning to hurl at his opponent.
Storm Blast- A ball of lightning is sent streaking from Strive's hand and explodes like lightning striking, causing terrible damage on impact.
Overcharge- Channels his energy to increase damage and speed at the cost of his defensive moves.
Defense:
Smoke Body- Strive's body is make up of smoke and lightning, making most physical attacks do minimal damage
Dissipate- Able separate his body to dodge attacks
Duplicate- At the cost of most of his offensive moves, Strive can create clones of himself.
Special:
Static Field-[i] Electrifies the battlefield, allows Strive to use his Dissipate ability to teleport.
[i]Wrath of Zeus- Amplifying his Lightning Spear, Strive can create a devastating lightning bolt that can pierce through all most anything.
Thunderstorm- Strive reforms his body into a giant, stormy cloud that rests over the battlefield. From here, bolts of lightning can be shoot down in rapid succession across the area.

Outfits:

Everday

Arena

Arcana

Other: Nikamaru is a fit young man who used to play basketball. He is trained in hand-to-hand combat and sword play. Has some field medic training.

Sword