Venom

For the Glory of The Empire

Without waiting for more information, it slides the map into what seems to be a gap in the plates. It glances over the group clearly getting a head count. It pauses on the children with a bit of a tilt. It would then cross its arm and approach the boy, it walks around him not saying a word. A small nod as it spies his crest, perhaps it was enough to answer any questions it would have.
As it approached the girl however it would lean over, dwarfing her and the doll.

"Doesn't belong..."

It didn't wait for her retort as it stood up straight once again. Doing an about face it began to float once again, the glow around its feet and eyes returning.

"Going."

As it had just suggested the suit armor began to move towards the gate, though it was at a walking pace, it clearly had no intent to wait.

For the Glory of The Empire

Arc Warden

Name: Zyyxer
Age:4
Gender: Male
Rank: Noble (sortof)
Species: Humanoid
Appearance: While the armor is rarely removed, his skin is now a bright shade of blue, and his hair a eerie white glow. Markings and runes litter his skin as if he himself was a canvas.
Personality: Driven direct, and a bit impulsive. With his new life comes a otherworldly drive that often leads him into situations that require far more effort and risk. While it is not apparent his memories are not his own, and thus leads him to doubt his own opinion...Meaning he spends far more time empathizing than he should. If it seems wrong to him, he is likely to act, while normally with words every now and again he has been known to tantrum leaving a mess that takes him time to clean up. "I regret nothing."
History Spent the first 30 years of his life acting as a servant too the storm, an order that serves the council in matters of nature and its sometimes vengeful nature. In short when large spells are used by those who can not control them the instability in the area must be dealt with by those with talents in returning it. Zyyxer spent more time doing this than most, often treading into territories that would make a necromancer consider a new career choice.
By now you figured out the storm portion of this is a metaphor and has nothing to do with the lightning that clearly seems to be this characters forte...When one thinks of dealing with nature and returning things, most would think of a cleanup, Zyyxer would use focused lightning to literally blow away the area, allowing nature too once again retake the area. Why mention this? In one such area he was caught in a feedback loop and his body became a permanent conduit thanks to the orders preemptive measures, not that it was their design. But Zyyxer was not about to look a gift horse in the metaphorical mouth!
But side-effects included a return to his more youthful nature, and a searing away of most of the original persona. Infact even this name is not his original, as the order saw fit to rename the amnesia cursed being. As it has been four years since, he has been brought up to speed of his duties as well as given a suit to help channel and contain his power along with any energies that would run rampant around him.
Abilities: His armor acts as a focus allowing him to use magic with or without his trident. Mostly his skill set is now all with a nice lightning theme, for example instead of a blink, he surges forward as an arc of electricity. Bigger spells are massive lightning strikes and electrical constructs (Think a prison of electricity...don't question the physics just think Magic!)
Extra: Without his suit, his magic is unstable. Not to mention he is extremely uncomfortable, feeling
both exposed and constantly worried about what damage he could possibly do. In addition, while he is educated from his former life, he is still new to this world and at times finds himself shocked by things other consider common knowledge. (Such as that one time that he killed thousands of fish. He was aiming at one...)

For the Glory of The Empire

"Halt!"

The voice was clearly directed in the direction of the large floating suit of armor...Its head slowly turned to face the direction of the rather small guard whom approached it. While trepidation clearly seeped out of every pore of the man he still did his duty in case this thing was to disturb the peace. Well more so than it was as onlookers either went into hiding or stared at it in wonder.

"State your purpose...Sir?"

The suit neared the man, its towering form and illumination making the man seem far smaller than he was. A voice metallic and cold rumbled out of the helm. "Too the Gate." and without giving the man another moment it turned and resumed its, float? Towards the now known destination. However the guard once again let his sense of duty overtake his instinct to let the thing pass.

"I did not say you could g-go!"

The guard winced as he caught his stutter, showing fear to beast normally leads to getting a bite at the least. Thankfully this was no beast. A bit of a sigh escaped from the mass of metal. "Instructed, a storm grows." With that the thing motioned the man to go.

"A-are you one of them storm folk?"

If a suit of armor could express disappointment it could have been no more clear than the vacant glowing stare the now relieved man had received. "C-carry on then!" The guard stated too the already moving armor.

It was almost another hour before it would arrive at the group. At least it assumed it was the group as not many aristocrats gather near the gate without a legion of their personal boot-lickers. Despite how hesitant the others seemed to be to speak to one another this being shared no such notions. The sound of its metal shoes dropping to the ground with a loud clank should have been plenty to draw the groups attention as it asked one question.

"Depart?"

For the Glory of The Empire

Checking on my touch ups before posting in the character side of things.

For the Glory of The Empire

Arc Warden

Name: Zyyxer
Age:4
Gender: Male
Rank: Noble (sortof)
Species: Humanoid
Appearance: While the armor is rarely removed, his skin is now a bright shade of blue, and his hair a eerie white glow. Markings and runes litter his skin as if he himself was a canvas.
Personality: Driven direct, and a bit impulsive. With his new life comes a otherworldly drive that often leads him into situations that require far more effort and risk. While it is not apparent his memories are not his own, and thus leads him to doubt his own opinion...Meaning he spends far more time empathizing than he should. If it seems wrong to him, he is likely to act, while normally with words every now and again he has been known to tantrum leaving a mess that takes him time to clean up. "I regret nothing."
History Spent the first 30 years of his life acting as a servant too the storm, an order that serves the council in matters of nature and its sometimes vengeful nature. In short when large spells are used by those who can not control them the instability in the area must be dealt with by those with talents in returning it. Zyyxer spent more time doing this than most, often treading into territories that would make a necromancer consider a new career choice.
By now you figured out the storm portion of this is a metaphor and has nothing to do with the lightning that clearly seems to be this characters forte...When one thinks of dealing with nature and returning things, most would think of a cleanup, Zyyxer would use focused lightning to literally blow away the area, allowing nature too once again retake the area. Why mention this? In one such area he was caught in a feedback loop and his body became a permanent conduit thanks to the orders preemptive measures, not that it was their design. But Zyyxer was not about to look a gift horse in the metaphorical mouth!
But side-effects included a return to his more youthful nature, and a searing away of most of the original persona. Infact even this name is not his original, as the order saw fit to rename the amnesia cursed being. As it has been four years since, he has been brought up to speed of his duties as well as given a suit to help channel and contain his power along with any energies that would run rampant around him.
Abilities: His armor acts as a focus allowing him to use magic with or without his trident. Mostly his skill set is now all with a nice lightning theme, for example instead of a blink, he surges forward as an arc of electricity. Bigger spells are massive lightning strikes and electrical constructs (Think a prison of electricity...don't question the physics just think Magic!)
Extra: Without his suit, his magic is unstable. Not to mention he is extremely uncomfortable, feeling
both exposed and constantly worried about what damage he could possibly do. In addition, while he is educated from his former life, he is still new to this world and at times finds himself shocked by things other consider common knowledge. (Such as that one time that he killed thousands of fish. He was aiming at one...)

Superpowered RP: Looking For Five New Players (High Casual/LOW Advanced)

I revoke my interest. Not that it ain' Just found out I'm going to be traveling, not about to lock up rps! Later's yaw.

VIGILANCE: To Whom Much Is Given (~RECRUITING~)

I revoke my interest. Not that it ain' Just found out I'm going to be traveling, not about to lock up rps! Later's yaw.

The Last Subjects (High-Casual)

I revoke my interest. Not that it ain' Just found out I'm going to be traveling, not about to lock up rps! Later's yaw.

The Last Subjects (High-Casual)

I will begin it when I return!

VIGILANCE: To Whom Much Is Given (~RECRUITING~)

WIP

| NAME: |

Zepherial Hamilton

| NICKNAME(S): |

Zeph.

| ALIAS(ES): |

Revenant

| ABILITIES: |

Dark matter manifest

Stage one (Empower): Zeph harnesses the light around him to become far stronger and faster, while not invisibility it does make it easier to fade into the darkness.

Stage two (Void shot): Zeph absorb light of locations in his sight, the resulting vacuum creates a jolt of energy in the area as the light rushes to fill it.

Stage three (Corrupted blades): Zeph creates a pair of blades that float by his forearms extending from his elbow to about two feet past his fist, while not actually blades, these dark energy blades can tear through simple metals like tissue paper.

Stage Four (Lord of dark): Zeph becomes darkness manifest, consuming all light that contacts him. Obvious increase in abilities make the earlier states pale imitators.

Limitations.: While none of his abilities are particularly taxing on his vitality, the erratic nature of the energy he wields makes it difficult to sustain them. Often they damage the area around him, making it dangerous to even be around him while they are active, this makes him mentally hesitant to use any of them around others. Focus is needed to use the other three of his abilities meaning any emotional disturbance can interfere with their intended purpose.
His body is similar to a living gem, while he is more durable if he is injured it is far more problematic, and his powers are perverted versions of themselves. Overcharges can 'bite' back cracking his flesh along with debilitating pain, an overcharge occurs when he uses powers too frequently or when he doesn't stabilize the energy he is using (such as when he is angry).

Mental handicap: His powers came with the side effect of blueish hue to his permanently pale skin this led to worry and troubles, but as mentioned Overcharges come when he is unstable. This led to incidents of him literally exploding with energy, damaging both himself and his surroundings. Fear of both the pain and regret for those he harmed have led him to subconsciously hold back.

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| NOTES: |

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If you spot a red flag or something you dont like I can change it. The powers not to your liking I can change it, so yeah stab away. Ill be back to work on it more later.