Vale

Worlds End - Wonder and Vale

As we sat, I couldn’t stop the emotion from taking over, warping my expression as my face scrunched up, fighting back the tears just below the surface. The boats were still in the process of leading the coffins out, and I watched them. How am I supposed to do this? “Leon.” Vajra alerted me quietly, standing to face whoever had intruded. I turned my head, spotting the young woman from the funeral home. She seemed almost entranced, staring at me in a way that made me nervous. I stood as Vajra took an aggressive stance. His eyes were narrowed, the blue flames within dancing angrily as he crouched, unmoving but clearly not friendly. “Back.” He relaxed and looped back around to stand behind me, poking his head out underneath my arm, watching her. “Can I help you?”

I recognized her of course, how could I not? Her attire was strange, her hat was creepy looking, grinning at me in a way that made it seem intelligent, like it was truly staring at my soul. Her boots were odd, her hair stood out about as much as mine did. Still, the way she looked at me told me she didn’t mean harm. Her eyes were curious, her posture tense but not threatening. Even the small fox creature that followed her looked curious about me. Then again, I had a chain wrapped around my neck and a leopard glaring at everything that approached me. I wasn’t any more normal. “Hello.” I greeted plainly, watching her expression, my own impassive. “Is there something I can help you with?” I was hoping she’d say no. Every part of me wanted to turn around and watch the boat drift slowly out through the water. I wanted to follow it, watch its descent into earth and lie with it, buried forever just as it would be, but the monks barely tolerated me when they were forced to. Now that they didn’t have to, I was likely to be attacked if I lingered too long. That was something I couldn’t risk… after all, I have a job to do.

Worlds End - Wonder and Vale

I paced toward the home quietly with a large group from the temple come to pay their respects with me, each holding a paper lantern to light, each dressed in long black funeral robes. I had been given a suit with a bow tie to wear, black in color with a white under shirt. The tie hung loose, my shirt remained un-tucked and my appearance was an over-all mess. I’d slept about two hours in the past week, having spent too much time sitting in the silence, staring at a floor mat that would never be used again, listening to the steady thrumming of the heartbeat beside me. My spirit had attempted to comfort me in his own way, remaining silent as he followed me unusually close. When I sat, he pressed his side against mine and sat as well. When I moved, he followed at my heel. It was unusual for him, but I understand it; our souls, no matter how twisted and patched up, were the same. We felt the same things, it was only natural for him to feel the same grief I did.

So, while I walked with the other monks and sages, Vajra paced behind me quietly, blue eyes straight ahead as the people around us murmured. I was not a friend to these people as far as they were concerned, despite my efforts to show them as much respect and kindness as possible. “Leon.” I turned toward the voice, stopping in my movement to turn and face the leopard I called Vajra. “Will I be able to come with you?” his voice was quieter than usual, he was making an effort to stay unheard. I turned and resumed my pace without answering. He knew the answer just as I did; he would not be wanted there. Neither would I.

After thirty minutes of walking through the tunnels that connected the temple to the city, we began moving as a small unit through the city, straight through the buildings, following a path that lead to the center; a massive lake glittering with gems and crystals that sat at the bottom. A large bridge stretched the gap between the two shores of rock and glittering black sand. Our footsteps echoed on the dock noisily as we moved toward the large temple directly in the center of the water; the funeral home. There were already several people here, and it was then that I remembered this was not the only funeral being held in this place. There was another man, a friend of my master who had passed around the same time. His funeral would be hosted at the exact same time. “Leon.” I looked up at the sound of my name, this time meeting eyes with the head sage, whose green eyes were reproachful. “Sir.” I replied, my expression calm. “Your… spirit” he used the word grudgingly, “will not be allowed on these grounds. Do away with it before you enter.” With that, they turned and left. I was positive I’d heard murmurs about wishing I had been sent away as well. I turned toward the leopard and crouched, placing a hand on its large forehead. “Why do you want to come in?”

“I wish to say farewell to a man who helped you when you needed it most.” He replied bluntly, catching me off guard. I stood for a long moment, looking into his eyes, flickering with the fire resting within. He returned my gaze. An emotion I couldn’t quite decipher lingered beneath the surface. “Come.” I spoke, turning and walking into the temple with Vajra following. The moment I entered the temple, I received glares and surprised looks; I’d never disobeyed an order before… at least not intentionally. “I thought I told you to leave that outside.” the head sage spat, standing in my path, between me and the immaculate box that contained the only man I’d ever respected beside my father. “That,” I pointed to Vajra. “Is a part of me. That part of me wishes to say goodbye to a man whom he owes his life and his future. Now get out of our way and quit making a scene.” I pushed past him roughly, shoving him aside with my shoulder so that I could reach the mostly empty front row. Typically, there would be family members here, but there didn’t seem to be any the sage’s could fine. The only person was a young woman close to my age, the other man’s apprentice. I’d met her only once, and we’d said very little to each other beside a greeting. I sat down beside her, leaving Vajra in the isle looking around at the eyes that followed him. He looked up at me, catching my eye before he placed one large paw onto my lap. As he leaped upward, his form shifted mid-jump shadowed momentarily by a black haze and the sound of clinking chains before he landed lightly on my lap as a black cat. “I’m sorry.” He whispered, his deep voice no doubt catching the ears of many close by. “It’s fine.” I placed a hand on his back while he curled up, looking over to the girl momentarily before his eyes locked on the coffin.

From there out, we sat quietly, gazing at the box directly in front of us with unchanging and unreadable expressions, despite the turmoil and heartache within. He was my master, yes, but he was also like a second father to me. I loved him like one, and I will mourn him just as I mourned my real father, with silence and tears. The main service ended and we were allowed to bring to them any flowers or parting gifts before they were lowered into the water gently, where they were guided by boats to where they would rest for the rest of eternity. Vajra had lay on my shoulder throughout the cast-off process, and remained there as I moved to exit the building. I found my path blocked by the six sages. “You-“

“are no longer welcome in your temple?” I finished for them. “That’s fine. The only thing keeping me there just floated away in a box. I’ll grab my possessions and leave.” I made to walk past them, but one of them put a hand on my shoulder. “Your things are here.” Vajra tensed on my shoulder. My rapier was shoved into my chest roughly, still inside its black scabbard. It was followed by a bag with my normal clothing. I shook the bag lightly. “My chain?” they exchanged nervous glances, and Vajra jumped from my shoulder, landing in front of them as he started to change. They widened the distance instantly, and the leopard stood, his back turned toward them with the chain in question wrapped around his neck loosely. I took it from his neck and put it around my own, letting it hang like a scarf as Vajra walked past them, clearing the way for me as they avoided him like their life depended on it. “Thank you for your extended hospitality over the last few years. I will not forget it. May your lives be long and prosperous.” I bowed quickly before righting myself and following the leopard out, across the bridge and over to the edge of the rock, where I fell heavily, raking through my hair with my right hand. “What will we do now?” Vajra asked, laying down behind me, leaning his side into my back.

“We’re going to do some research on what he left us, then we’re going to leave.”

“To where?”

“Wherever.”

Worlds End - Wonder and Vale

Character One:

Name: Leon Argent

Age: 19

Appearance:

Leon the Demon

Minus the staff, best I could find unfortunately.

Notable Traits: Red orange hair. Brown eyes, used to be orange before posession.

Abilities: Fire manipulation – He can produce and control fire at will
Enhanced senses, increased strength, speed and cunning as a result of Kludde’s possession

Spirit: Kludde, a demonic spirit, originally sought Leon out as means to an end; possession. An issue presented itself in the form of a second soul, already attached to Leon that served as his former Spirit. This spirit was an adult Leopard with a particularly holy soul. When the darkness and light collided, a combination occurred, leaving Leon with his soul split, half of his former spirit, the spirit of Kludde and his own soul. Because of this, both the demon Kludde and Leon received a part of each other.

Leon’s soul was tainted by the darkness, corrupted to a certain extent but kept even by the power of his former spirit. Kludde received the same effect only in reverse. The holy spirit attached itself to Kludde’s twisted soul, changing it irreparably into something both demonic and holy. In a way, Kludde succeeded in possessing Leon. The problem is Leon succeeded in possessing Kludde as well.

Demon wolf form, passive Leopard form

Special Items/weapons: Leon is proficient in many styles of combat using various weapons, but has completely mastered only one specific weapon. His Rapier, a slender blade which he uses as his main weapon, he is most proficient in this style of combat as his reflexes are incredibly fast.

Sword

He also possesses a trinket given to him by his master. The trinket is a bracelet, made up of white braided leather with a silver ornament made from one of the city’s magical gems. The bracelet itself is nothing special, the gem however is another story. While wearing it, the darker part of his soul is suppressed. Kludde is much easier to control while wearing it and he is less prone to the rage that plagues him, but not immune. If the bracelet is removed, he becomes easily agitated, very on edge and has a much harder time reigning his control over Kludde, who will often times become more threatening toward people in his posture. His tricks become far less harmful as well, often times resulting in somebody being hurt.

Kludde’s chain, typically wrapped around his waist as a belt.

Bio: In Leon’s early life, he was outgoing, happy and lighthearted almost constantly. He could often times be found with a smile on his face and a spring in his step. Just being around him seemed to effect people, lightening their mood significantly in times of depression or sadness. He had many friends. This changed when Kludde came into his life at the age of thirteen. The darkness that fastened itself to his soul changed him over night. He remains the happy and lighthearted appearance, his personality changed very little and people still seemed to gravitate toward that constant aura he seemed to emit, but the inside changed completely.

Gone was the happy and carefree child. While he will not show it often, he feels constantly depressed. A heavy weight seems to press onto his chest constantly and he is much more prone to violence than he had been originally. A constant rage seemed to rest inside of him, constantly building up behind a wall until he reaches a breaking point and snaps, often times during stressful or dangerous events in his life. A fight that endangered his life would set this part of him off, and a reaper would emerge from the inner turmoil. Kludde remains, for the most part, passive and even happy at his side, much like his former spirit, Vajra had been. Leon refuses to even call Kludde by his name, referring to him as Vajra and only Vajra.

Leon was born in Malum to a woman named Maya and a man named Elijah whom he had to leave behind when he went to Omnia as a result of Kludde’s appearance.

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Character Two:

Name: Myra Crowe

Age: Eighteen.

Appearance:

Myra the Lost Witch

Notable Traits: Shockingly white hair reaching to below her waist. Light blue-grey eyes. Extremely Naive.
Unique Abilities: The advanced perception of spiritual and magical energies. High speed, agility, and endurance. Body heals quicker than a regular being.

Summary: Myra's beginning was never defined, the first time anyone could claim she existed was when an older gentleman found the young toddler wandering in the very dangerous wilderness. Easily recognizing the girl's immense spiritual energy and realizing she was something of a rarity he decided to keep an eye on her. This man was known as Isaac Crowe or to those who feared him 'The Black Warlock', a madman of an extreme power who along with a small group of equally powerful allies kept the world in check. However in his waning years, Isaac had become a lonely old man who decided to spend the rest of his days alone in a shack on the edge of the Wilderness. To most he was a crazy old man no one bothered to approach but often many would claim to see a strange young girl walking along with him. These claims became facts as the young girl was now a blossoming woman. Often she would travel to the local town claiming to be Myra Crowe granddaughter of old man Crowe, none the wiser who he truly was. It wasn't until Myra was seventeen which Crowe told her the truth of her origin and what he believed she was.

He had explained that Myra must have been born through some form of dark ritual or simply just a strangeness in the world. Her soul, the soul of a young female human had been combined with a soul from another dimension of existence. Early on, he had discovered his hypothesis as fact when one day a strange white fox with two tails and strange marking on its body came wandering around and eventually began following the girl around almost fascinated with her. A few months after the strange fox appeared, it had obviously made a spiritual pact with the girl making her one of the very rare (Spirit people we still need a name for?)

Accompanying Spirit: Neru the Demon Fox

Physical Description: Neru is a small, male demon fox from another plane of existence who somehow traversed into ours, perplexed with Myra. In his most basic form, Neru appears as a small white fox, no bigger than a cat with strange red markings on its face and paws. When Neru begins to use his magical abilities, he creates small yellow balls of energy around his body. As Neru and Myra access more power, Neru will appear to enhance his appearance often gaining more markings, tails and growing larger while appearing more ferocious.
Appearance:

Neru the Demon Fox

Equipment:

- Boots of the Crow - Small black leather boots with what appears to be crow feathers sewn into the heels and made to stick out. They allow the user to gracefully 'walk' through the air. A rare item indeed.

- The Hat of Eternal Wisdom - An arrogant and slightly abrasive hat who seems to have a near infinite number of facts. Occasionally however, he may require the person to do a task for him in exchange for information. Apparently, the hat can gain knowledge it may previously not had when very specific and ancient tomes of knowledge are placed within him although most of these are scattered and lost.

- Wooden Staff - A long black crooked stick with a large knot on the end. Working as both as a weapon and walking stick, the wooden staff is made from a rare ironbark tree making it as hard as most metals and more durable. The staff is used as a medium for higher level abilities.
Abilities:
- Lightning Generation - By utilizing Neru's massive spiritual energy and combining it with Myra's magical affinity they can generate enough power to create lightning-based attacks.
- Wind Manipulation - Using the magical energy Myra has, she can control the wind around her. Some aspects of this ability include generation of sonic blasts, manipulating wind currents and forming offensive or defensive spells.
- Rejuvenation - The excess spiritual power Neru has allows Myra to cleanse allies around her and heal them. She can use these abilities to detoxify a person, cleanse their wounds and afflictions and rejuvenate their overall stamina and energy.

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The World

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Cliffhaven - The wealthy city-state with the Royal family. Possibly located on an isle similar to Britain or a chain of isles with constant cold rain? The main keep is carved from the largest mountain in the land, Mt. (Cool name like Greystone Keep or something), the warriors here boast the most honor and the most troops. They utilize sheer numbers and their naval forces to do most of their fighting. They have developed a use for the magical crystal Omnia mines, by forging it into armors they can easily enhance the metals to to become extremely durable yet heavy (This would mean their weapons are the sharpest but they would have huge hulking knights with strong armor.)

Omnia - The underground city-state of magic, holds the high council of the Magi, the brightest minds in the world of magic. They use an army of battle mages, spellswords and arcane archers, all utilizing special forms of magic and magical infused equipment to defend their cavern.

Legis - A city located across the Grey Sea from Cliffhaven and its closest ally. They host a huge portion of farmland and produce the most livestock, although a weak military force they do the most trading across the land and seek protection from their allies by simply being valuable. Crowned the city everyone should go at least once, hosts a massively diverse culture.

Malum (Mahl-Uhm) - The town of the pride who give birth to highly noble people who excel in almost all arts, some refer to them as overachievers. Living among the beautiful emerald forest in the east. Boasting the highest military power thanks to the highly advanced spiritual and personal understanding of the world along with a highly advanced technology based around the use of 'Mana' a liquid magic fuel source created through unknown means (is that a good idea? Magic is the ability to warp physics but Mana is a liquid form of it, volatile and generally just dangerous.) Using their mana, they have managed to treat mail-based armor to become extremely lightweight, quiet and durable. (They would have lightweight and strong armor but their weapons would be very basic, more defense than offense.)

Jurgard (Jer-guard) - The evil city in the north, surrounded by huge walls of Ice sitting in the center of a frozen ocean. Those born here are ruthless, unforgiving and harsh. Stealing here is unknown, those who attempt are quickly attacked by any man, woman or child who witnesses it and face a public beating along with at least one extremity being cut off. These 'Barbarians' as some refer to them hold a small but extremely powerful group of warriors who focus on a form of physical based magic which makes a single warrior worth at least twenty regulars. (Think of Spartan Barbarians combined with the Huns and raised in Kung Fu schools, they will crush you.)

Neraine (Nur-rain) - The city lost to thieves, with no real ruler it is mainly run by warring crime families, warlords and local gangs who claim to own specific 'turfs'. Death, rape, kidnapping are commonplace here and any that survive to become an adult are ruthless in a way more cruel than those in the North, they work in the dark arts of assassination, espionage, sabotage. Rumors of necromancy and other dark magic exists here. A city lost in the southern swamplands generally ignored by most of society while sitting on the edge of the wilderness.

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