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Post by Deleted on Jun 24, 2017 11:23:10 GMT -5
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Please make sure you've read the rules before joining I don't want any drama my dudes. Here's the form! It's pretty basic ik These can be as long as you like, but please, try to get the personality and appearance description at least four lines long. You're allowed to include faceclaims if you'd like, but I'd appreciate it if you gave the artist credit (if it's a drawing ofc)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 24, 2017 11:25:25 GMT -5
Dorain Teratoid Dorian Teratoid || 27 || Crash/Disassembly + Sleep + Dispel Magic || Lesbian || Guild Master
A long limbed, lanky, brown skinned woman with a shortly cropped shock of flaxen hair, that reaches just past her ears, and sits out from her head as if in permanent hat hair, so messy and choppy that she must cut it herself. Dorian is just short of 6 foot seven, and towers over most of her friends, a long and intimidating figure. Her left eye is a dark red, her right eye is an empty socket, scarred several times, though few people have actually seen her damaged face. Dorian is very androgynous, with a flat and figureless body. Dorian radiates magical power, to a level where it can almost be physically felt, and can hold her own in a physical fight, moving quickly and purposefully. She mainly wears a long burgundy travelling cloak with a high collar that cover her face up to her nose and a simple golden clasp. As well as this, she wears a faded, battered, witch's hat, the brim of which curves down to cover her empty eye socket. Under her cloak, which she rarely removes, she wears a white, short sleeved shirt, the first three buttons usually undone, plain brown trousers, grey braces and hard wearing black boots. She has a plain shepherd's crook that she uses as a kind of walking stick and her left ear is pierced with a dangling red jewel. Her guild tattoo is at her left collar bone and is a dark rusty red.
She may be young for a Guild Master, but Dorian is a thinker beyond her years. Often found deep in her own hebetude, Dorian doesn't say much, stoic and distant until the end. She is not impolite or aloof intentionally (though often appears to be, as she is incredibly honest, forgetful and hard to engage in anger or happiness) she just believes that her actions speak for herself. She was a bit of an odd candidate for Guild Master, but since stepping up to the role, it's clear that under the mask of apathy, is an observant and clever woman who goes to great lengths to keep the members of her guild safe. She prefers to do things in secret, and will never explain herself or her reasoning to anyone, even her most loyal friends, asking them to just trust her instead. She's not a team player personally, much preferring her own company, but that's not to say she's selfish; it'd be a closer analysis to call her shy. She's sort of a hidden figure among the guild, blending in at the back, watching, listening and thinking, but rarely partaking. She's not allergic to fun, and isn't too much of a stickler for the rules (when she was younger, she was insubordinate and lazy, rebellious in her own lethargic way). Dorian's always been a bit of a lone wolf, even as a child, big crowds make her anxious and public speaking with strangers makes her queasy, but she's gotten good at hiding that. She understands the importance of exuding her own kind of bored confidence for her guild, and has an excellent poker face. She's a tough gal to read, and though few members of the guild properly know her, she considers them family and watches over them closely.
Dorian is a rare natural born mage, with Crash/Disassembly magic, and as a young child, caused a lot of damage in her time. She took on Sleep magic in her teens, using it to get out of things she didn't want to do, or avoid social interaction that could end badly. She reached S-Class level at the age of twenty, where she also took on Dispel magic. This was a judgement call - she had good control over her magic and could exercise supreme patience after a lifetime of living with her destructive natural magic. She was also eager to learn it as she was, physically, quite a weak fighter and Dispel could help her get out of a lot of fights without getting too close. After losing her right eye however, she stepped up her training with actual fist-to-fist combat. Both Sleep and Dispel Magic can be overthrown by a certain amount of Will Power.
She was raised in the guild, it's all she's ever really known, and always assumed she'd been left here because of her destructive nature. Dorian always had a quiet way about her, and was pretty creepy as a child, collecting bird bones and staying out late at night on her own, often talking to herself. She was never overly popular in the guild, and didn't get along well with the older mages as a young teenager, often refusing to do as she was instructed, and spending most of her days meditating, to try and control her magic better. The older she got, the more the guild just got used to her weird behaviour, and she settled in once she started listening to other people more, and cooperating with the senior mages. She lost her eye about a year after she was made S-Class and stopped taking jobs for a long time, too scared to get back out there. She also became extremely self conscious about her appearance, after already being shy and elusive for her whole life. She started covering herself up, and wearing the witch's hat to shield her face and though she regained a lot of her confidence in time and started to take on missions again, she never changed her appearance ever again. When the old Guild Master, Rada Kozlov, told her that if anything were to happen to herself, Dorian would be taking over, the younger woman stepped up her game in communicating and learning about her guild members, so that when Rada did inevitably die, the guild was happy with her coming to power.
Dorian saw Rada as a mother figure and regrets not telling her that before she died. She is Agoraphobic, and likes her big cloak and hat because they make her feel safe and enclosed, even if she's out in the open. Dorian suffers from nightmares and still sleeps with a small light occasionally. Her favourite animal is the rabbit, and she loves to see wild ones on the grassy slopes outside the guild. Farrell Ganymede Alate Farrell Ganymede Alate || 19 || Fairy Magic || Gay || Innkeeper
Being tall and big doesn't stop him from being flexible, Farrell has dark brown skin, a rounded face and grey eyes. The hair along the side of his head is black and shaved down close to the scalp, but the hair on top of his skull is a pale lavender grey and has been left to grow long and curly, often falling into his face. He normally wears a sleeveless black polo shirt with a purple sheen to it, but the back of it is made of black mesh rather than shirt material. His trousers are plain black with big pockets and a chunky silver belt, to his left is a long, lavender, asymmetrical piece of material reaching to his knee. He wears black dress shoes and normally has black and grey fingerless gloves on. Farrell's ears are slightly pointed and pierced, tiny purple stones in both, as is his septum, with a neat black ring. There's a neat white scar running the length of his right arm, from his thumb to his shoulder, a memento of an old fight. Farrell has no time for gender roles and is often seen wearing makeup, mainly black eyeliner and dark lipstick. Along the side of his head and the length of his arm, Farrell has black tattoos of arrows and dashes, these glow a luminous purple when he's using his magic. Along his back is a set of fairy wings the merge with his skin when not in use, and pass through the fine mesh of his shirt when he unfurls them. His guild mark is located at the nape of his neck and is a purple colour.
Eloquent, confident and glamorous, Farrell can come across as arrogant and pessimistic when you first meet him, and no one can be blamed for thinking those things. He's got a caustic sarcastic wit, a very dry and catty sense of humor. He does his best to hide any emotion he has under some kind of barbed comment, which normally has a creative and very specific threat in it. In truth, though Farrell has been known to get into a fight or two, he's a fairly relaxed man who takes serious provoking before he's actually pushed into physical response. He's a bit dense when it comes to emotions and isn't always the most sympathetic or comforting person to be around, but he was given the job as Innkeeper for a reason, and that reason is that he's good with people. If you can ignore one or two empty threats, he's sharp as a tack and very articulate, it's easy to get a good conversation going. He doesn't stand for any nonsense from anyone, having been known to physically remove people from his bar, or break up bar fights with relative ease, but he's a good entertainer, knowing how to do a variety of bar tricks, and always having a juicy story to tell. As the barkeep, Farrell gets all the best gossip and seems to have infinite knowledge on people's personal lives, to the point where it borders on scary. He doesn't know how to deal with compliments, and can be flustered by someone being sweet to him, yet he isn't afraid to start swinging when called upon.
Fairy Magic just seemed like the right fit for Farrell went he decided what he wanted to learn. It wasn't an incredibly thought out procedure, because he literally signed up for a class and was attracted to the name 'fairy'. Still used to living in his secluded home in the forest, he was unaware that it's typically a 'girl' genre of magic, and isn't going to shy away from a fight with someone who tries to make fun of that. He doesn't have the best control, and so uses a black wand to help direct his attacks. It also works as a kind of amplifier to bigger attacks, normally used for throwing rowdy people out. He's been using his wings since he was a child, and is a great flier, nimble in the air, able to make tight bends or large dives.
Farrell comes from a magic community that's sunk deep into an ancient wood, and the people there tend to have various animal appendages and the glowing tattoos the barkeeper shares. It's secluded from the world, and going there is like walking back in time (few do go there though, it's not very welcoming). Farrell decided to leave his home to try and track down his mother, who was an outsider to the community and hadn't been seen in years. Outside his woods, he fell in love with the modern world and learnt Fairy Magic in a small school. He never found his mother, but he knew he'd never be satisfied if he returned to the forest, so he took up residence in Soliksary working in a clothing store. He was approached by Dorian to mend her hat (it had caught fire. long story.) who, after speaking with him and hearing his story, offered him a place at Yellow Moon. He's not the most gifted with his magic, having started so late, and struggled with doing the jobs on time, though he found himself liking being around company again, feeling a little homesick for the close knit community he once knew. When the role of Innkeeper became available, he was only meant to have the spot until they found someone who wanted it, but it was a natural fit and he stayed.
Farrell himself has a tremendous immunity to alcohol and considers the rest of the guild weak as water for letting their liquor go so quickly to their heads. Despite the amount he drinks, he is rarely seen hungover, so either he knows something we don't or he's great at hiding it. He still wonders about his mother, but doesn't want to leave the guild now that he's made it his home. He's really great at mending or altering clothes, and not unlike a magpie, Farrell loves shiny things, and has an impressive stash of jewelry. Cathal Manus Junior Cathal Manus Junior || 17 | Mirror + Chain Magic || Bisexual || Regular Mage His guild mark is a dark teal and is located at the small of his back. Face Claim: Not the most trustworthy member of the guild, but definitely the one with the most initiative. There is no one more business savvy then Manus, that boy could sell sand to a desert if he wanted to. Quick and smooth, he relies on his mouth more so than his fists most of the time, using a variety of compliments and (probably fake) facts to get him out of, or into, any situation he so pleases. To his fellow guild members, he's usually less debonair and a lot more frank. He has no patience for anyone he can't get something out of, and couldn't care less about other people's feelings most of the time. It's a dog-eat-dog world, and he doesn't have any time to be sitting around talking about ~ emotions ~ The boy is obsessed with money, not spending it, but simply hoarding it like a dragon. Occasionally he'll invest, but most of the time he's a real scrounger and gets whatever he can for free. Manus does have a begrudging respect for his fellow guild members of course, and gets on fairly well with most of them, if only on a superficial level, where he knows nothing about them as real people. He relies on cunning and wit over everything, and loves to use his magic to confuse his opponent rather than straight out and out beat them. He's got a great mind for numbers, able to do long strings of sums in his head, and is often seen walking and writing, muttering to himself. He's got his eyes set on S-Class one day, as they get the highest payed missions, not to mention the general respect and prestige that comes with making the rank. The boy loves flattery as much as he loves money, but he's far less quick to trust former than the latter. Mirror magic was what Manus was born to do; it's confusing, and tricky, and deceptively simple. He definitely works best in places with skewed lighting, where his mirrors can do their best work. He learnt Chain Magic recently and seems to have a good grasp on it, that part he owes simply to natural affinity. It comes in handy for getting out of dangerous situations that he can't charm his way out of, and he likes the view from rooftops, makes hitting his mark easier. Raised by his mother in a much larger city a week's travel from The Heights, Manus was used to a more hectic lifestyle when he was younger, with a much poorer home. He was a total momma's boy and adored his mother, Aisling, with all his heart. To others, he was the recognizable cocky worm with the capacity to drive even a saint to anger, but to his mother he had nothing but affection to give her. He's named after his father, a fairly absent figure, floating in and out of Manus' life every few years. Compared to the love he felt for his mum, Manus felt nothing but resentment for his father. Even as a small child Manus could understand that he was a mistake, and that he'd probably ruined his mother's life, though she never treated him like a burden. He was simply street-wise enough to tell. When he grew older he began to work hard wanting to help better his mother's living condition, so he joined the Guild in his home city, and kept switching guilds every few months after all the work dried up, and began to get a reputation for being disloyal. When he approached Yellow Moon, Dorian let him join on the condition that he sign a contract binding him here for at least two years. Considering that he'd tried nearly every other guild and couldn't go back, he accepted. At the end of every month, he sends the money he's made home. He dislikes being called Cathal, and mainly goes by his surname instead, and he HATES being called Junior. Manus is deadly afraid of jellyfish after being badly stung as a small child, he has faded red scars up his left leg from the incident that are normally covered by his clothes. He also broke his nose when he was eleven by riding his bike into a brick wall, and now it sits a little funny. On occasion, he'll be known to smoke, but it's more a stress related thing, he knows the effects it has on the body, and has no want to make a habit of it. Far too expensive. Khione Damhnait Khione Damhnait || 14 || Snow Magic || Questioning || Regular Mage
A dainty, lissom young girl with olive skin and long, glossy dark hair that hangs straight as a ruler to the small of her back, where it's cut perfectly level, though when she's busy, it tends to be tied back into a plait. She normally wears large dark orb earrings in and has a smattering of freckles across her face. There's a slight gap between her two front teeth, and she has big dark brown eyes that go slightly gold at the centre. Khione is just on the small side for her age with neat little hands and feet, and a tiny ski jump nose. She normally wears a short, sleeveless white coat that buttons on the left, edged in cream with a high neck, that fans out at the back, as well as brown leggings and tan slip-on-shoes. When she's out and about, she has a brown satchel backpack to put her things into, and for decoration, she has pieces of billowy white fabric tied at her wrists and just above her elbow. Typically, Khione wears the bleached skull of a stag on her head, minus the lower jaw, positioning it so that the mouth occasionally shields her eyes. She's tied little charms to the remain of the antlers, and rarely removes the skull. Under her coat is a floaty halter-neck silver shirt, and at her waist is a tiny black and silver dagger, that she keeps for emergencies. Khione rarely feels the cold, and has excellent balance given her upbringing, so is commonly seen climbing up to the higher parts of the mountain on her own little expeditions. Her guild mark is white, and found on her right arm.
Khione is a little girl, but she has big feelings. You'd be hard pressed to find anyone more enthusiastic, earnest, and emotional. She throws herself into everything (often literally, seeing as she weighs almost nothing and has an exaggerated way of moving) and finds it very easy to get emotionally invested in just about anything. She's pretty moody because of this, and can almost cry on command, though in day-to-day basis, she's mainly an affable, sweet gal. Her brain is fairly creative, and she's always doing something with her hands, from flower pressing to practising with her dagger. She likes card tricks too, and considered learning Card Magic before eventually choosing Snow. Khione is very empathetic and is able to pick up on subtle changes in other people's moods with relative ease, which makes up for her lack of fighting ability. Due to her soft nature, and her dislike of either hurting anyone or being hurt herself, Khione tends to stay far away from any conflict and is greatly inexperienced in brawls. Her quickness to cry is often a liability for her and prevents her from being taken seriously at times, but she's an intelligent girl and usually has something worth saying. She may not be much of a fighter, but she's a studious girl who gets good grades and works hard, not afraid to put in a bit of elbow grease. She's naive however, far too trusting, and once she's decided she likes (or dislikes) someone, her mind is made up, and some of her stubbornness begins to shine through.
Khione was torn for a while between Card Magic and Snow Magic; both appealed to her as long distance fighting styles, and she liked using her hands with cards, but in the end, Snow won, purely based on the personal fact that she likes how soft and gentle it is. The girl simply felt it reflected her better, plus it's fun to fly around on little bursts of snowy gales and she can have a snowball ready to throw at any given time (there's nothing better then getting someone in the back of the head with a snowball in JUNE) Maybe when she's older she'll take up another form of magic, but for now, she's content on one, still with a lot to learn.
Khione was born into the circus, or rather, that's all she remembers. A quick little girl like her with good focus made for an aspiring acrobat, and she took to the trapeze like a fish to water. Life in the circus was tough, and she was often left alone for very long periods of time, or punished for being unable to meet certain demands. However, this life was all she'd ever known, life outside the circus didn't seem feasible to her, it was like wanting to be a bird instead of a person. When her circus passed through Soliksary two years ago, she didn't actually get to go to the Guild, but looked up at it every day on the mountain, struck by it's presence. She only ended up going to the guild when the ringmaster was killed in a botched robbery on the way out of town, and she ran for help. There were guild members shook by her young age and once the matter with the ringmaster was taken care of, Dorian asked her if she'd like to leave the circus. In the confusion and chaos, it was easy enough for her to slip out without anyone noticing, and Khione has been in the guild ever since.
She has a little herb garden she likes to grow in a long terracotta planter out the back of the Guild hall in the gardens. Her favourite herbs are mint and rosemary. Khione is a terrible singer, and couldn't carry a tune to save her life. It used to be quite embarrassing, but she's learning to laugh about it. Grizel Zeeb Grizel Zeeb || 21 || Smoke + Phasing Magic || Lesbian || Lone Mage Face Claim: An intensely private young woman who wouldn't bother you if you don't bother her. Grizel seems to be naturally abrasive and is most commonly seen on her own, but you'll never see her for long. She's a wandering mage, roaming between towns and villages looking for odd jobs. She's got a strong independent, rebellious streak in her that's always prevented her from ever trusting the organized agenda of a guild. A cynic through-and-through, she'd never spend her life serving a council through a guild, and hates the thought of having to spend so much time with so many people. She falls into a moral grey area; Grizel isn't above stealing, or taking jobs that aren't strictly legal to put food in her mouth, but she's got her own code that's enough to keep her from falling from a simple loner to a rogue. She's a great fighter, and is used to scrambling for everything she wants in life, generally untrusting of the kindness of strangers. Grizel understands that the world is rarely black and white, but this doesn't stop her from looking at it with cold, scientific eyes. She's resourceful and tough, not an easy mage to get rid of, and vengeful, never forgetting someone who's wronged her in the past. Although her heart tends to lean towards brutal honesty, Grizel's a good liar, and moves stealthily when she has to. Ultimately, you never know where you stand with Grizel, she's not one to nail her colours to the mast on anything. Smoke Magic is her calling, and the item she uses to channel it is a dusty, faded gasmask, the eyes of which are blacked out so that she can see you, but you can't see her. Smoke is produced from the bottom of the mask's trunk, and is a desaturated olive colour, bordering on grey, which she shapes into fists, or changes the composition of to allow it to knock people out by breathing it. She's currently taken up Phasing magic on the side, and it goes well with her smoke, allowing her to block herself out, and then vanish from thin air. In regular combat, she has a pair of metal gauntlets she uses, and her metal prosthetic leg has a sharp blade at the end of it. Grizel is able to utilize most of her body during combat, keeping people on their toes. When she was younger, her hometown was destroyed by a Dark Guild they refused to pay protection money to, and she lost her left leg in the process. Finding herself alone, without a friend or family in the world, Grizel camped out at a hospital for a few months to recover from the loss of her life and her limb, where she was fitted with an awkward wooden prosthetic. Grizel had already been learning Smoke Magic, and continued to practise it on the road. She skipped town when an orphanage form a neighbouring village came to collect the surviving children of the attack, and hasn't stayed in one place since. Through various jobs, she saved enough money to get her new metal leg, a dangerous addition to a dangerous girl. She did consider joining a guild once when she was younger, but in the end changed her mind, and stuck it out on her own. She killed someone for the first time when she was 18; it was an accident, a fight that had gone too far, but once she knew she was capable of it, she started to change her fighting style to be more brutal. She didn't like taking a life, but she told herself that it had been the practical decision, and that she had to get stronger and look after herself, because no one was going to look after her for her. Grizel may hate most people, but she loves animals, particularly big dogs. She's often wondered if her lifestyle could support a dog, but she didn't want to put the animal at risk like that. Her favorite food is apple pie, but she hates pumpkin pie and will defend these opinions to the death.
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Post by silvermoonblaze on Jun 24, 2017 12:46:26 GMT -5
Emilia||19||lightning dragon slayer||bisexual|| guild member
Appearance: She has long dark red hair cut wildly that sticks out when she pulls it back into a ponytail. Her eyes are green and tend to stare into people. Her shirt is black in color and reveals all of her stomach but goes down further in the back. She usually wears simple jeans with black combat boots
Personality: She is very very loyal and fun loving. She has a bad habit of rushing right into things without thinking too far in advance, hoping her strength will help her prevail. Her intentions are usually good, even if they don't come off that way at first
Magic: She is a first generation lightning dragon slayer
History: After her dragon left her, Emilia was alone and pretty antisocial. She got into a fight with some wizards from a dark guild which nearly cost her life until she was saved and ended up in the guild she is currently with
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Post by ScorchR on Jun 25, 2017 23:39:34 GMT -5
Nova Solei
Nova Solei || 15 || Celestial Magic || Bicurious || Regular Mage Nova stands at exactly 5’, with pale skin. It seems to naturally be that pale, as she did spend a lot of time living on the move. She surely would have gotten a tan if she wasn’t naturally pale. She isn’t very strong and it shows, but she isn’t a scrawny, little stick either. She definitely relies more on moving around a battlefield and letting her spirits do the fighting. Her hair is so dark blue it looks black unless there’s direct light on it. The style of her hair is short, most of her hair not falling past her chin. However, the bangs that outline her face fall to her chest. Her eyes are similar, looking black despite being deep, dark blue. When the light hits her eyes right, they look like the night sky, sparkling with stars. Her normal attire consists of a blue-green dress with no straps, and that reaches down to about her mid thigh. It was a slight shimmer to it, and a detailed sun-looking piece of cloth on her right stomach. It’s the same color as the dress, and is only really noticeable from certain angles. She has gray, slightly transparent stockings. She also has detached sleeves that start right above her elbow and hang loosely around her forearms and hands. The color of the sleeves matches the dress, but at a darker shade and transparent. They also share the shimmer. On her feet are flats the same color as her sleeves, without the shimmer or transparency. Though they do have sun designs on the tips in small jewels. Her guild mark is blue-green, and is located on the back of her right hand.
Nova over emotes pretty much everything. If she’s happy, it’ll seem like she’s overjoyed. If she’s sad, it will look like she’s depressed. If she’s angry, she’ll look like she’s ready to kill someone. It’s not her fault. Not having a consistent way to communicate leaves this as one of her only modes to let people know what she feels. Otherwise she’s pretty neutral. It’s hard to tell her specific thoughts, seeing as they’re communicated through another mouth. Which means what she wants to say, isn’t always what is said. Which of course leaves her rather frustrated and annoyed at her ‘voice’. She’s quick to be in a huff because of said ‘voice’. She doesn’t stay that way long though, as she’s pretty much used to it at this point. If she didn’t have to worry about her words going through a filter, she would sound way nicer and a lot less sarcastic. Nova uses the keys that were left to her by her mother. Her Golden Keys are Virgo the maiden, Aries the Ram, and Libra the Heavenly Scales. Her Silver Keys are Lyra the Lyre, Columba the Dove (Custom), Draco the Dragon (Custom), and Vulpecula the Fox (Custom). Nova was born in the high life to a successful couple of mages, but she didn’t know of it very much. When she was eight, her parents were targeted by the lower class people of her home town, who’d had enough of her family being the rich ones in town. They hired a Dark Guild to kick them out. To put it lightly, it didn’t end well. Her father died, and her mother was injured in the escape with Nova. She survived for a couple months, long enough to teach Nova how to use her some of her father’s Celestial Spirit keys. Once her mother succumbed to her wounds, Nova was left alone, except for her new spirits. She managed to survive for three years by staying on the move and doing what little work a girl her age could do. Finally she was found by a mage of Yellow Moon, who brought her back to the guild in hopes of helping her survive. Now she has a new family, her guild. Nova is mute, though as luck would have it, she does have a way to communicate. Her spirit, Vulpecula, is able to read the thoughts of her summoner. So she is summoned during the day when Nova is around people to communicate for her. This has been happening for so long that the magical power needed to keep her summoned is minimal for Nova. This also allows her to summon another spirit if she needs them.
Cyprus Lepida
Cyprus Lepida || 25 || Requip: The Gunner, Archive || Straight || S-Class Mage Cyprus is a tall and skinny guy. He stands at around 6', with a pretty compact build. He has muscles, and he's pretty strong, but it doesn't really show on him. He keeps his hair styled as longer on the top of his head and shaved down on the sides of his head. The hair on the top of his head is about an inch long and spiked up, while on the side it is barely long enough to be felt. The color of his hair is a navy blue. His eyes are a sharp yellow, like a hawk. The thing is, only one of his eyes is really like that. The left one to be exact. His right eye is a pure white orb. He also has a large, jagged scar over the eyeball. It goes from his forehead to his cheek. He wears an eye patch over it to hide it. The eye patch is a darker navy color. The actual patch has a silver outline and a silver symbol on it. The symbol is a hollow crescent moon with a solid circle in the center of the moon. There are also solid crescent moons on either side of the circle pointing out towards the tips of the hollow crescent. It also looks a lot like a C. His outfit is pretty simple. He wears a white shirt with sleeves that go to his elbows and that hugs his body, with a silver chest plate on top of it. Over that he wears a dark gray, zip-up, hooded vest that he usually leaves open. The vest has lots of pockets on it as well with various things stored inside of them He also has silver gauntlets strapped to his forearms. He also usually keeps the hood up when he wants to avoid people. He then wears navy blue, cargo pants that reach a little bit past his ankles. He also has a black belt wrapped through the loops of his pants. He has some pouches on the belt with magazines of different types of magic bullets in them. Also, on his shins, are a couple more silver, armored plates. On his feet are heavy, black, steel-toed boots. He also wears Lacrima Model Magic Headphones around around his neck. The headphones are white with the same silver symbol on the sides as his eye patch. There’s a solid circle of navy blue to background the symbols. The soft parts of the headphones are black. When he's alone, or wants to be, he usually puts them on with his hood. His guild mark is located on his left palm and is colored navy blue. Cyprus isn't someone a person goes to for emotions. In fact, if you want a complete lack of them, he's your man. He's almost completely emotionless. He doesn't smile, he doesn't frown. he doesn't really do anything. He barely even reacts to events around him. There are rare moments where he'll show the slightest hint of a smile, or the tiniest furrowing of the brow, but otherwise he's just a blank slate to people. He's a very relaxed person sometimes, depending on the company he’s keeping at the time. Luckily he's very smart, so he still has his words. A lot of them. He tends to express how he feels through what he says. He definitely knows how to be sarcastic. He even prefers to talk instead of fight, but he'll fight if he can't talk. If you want a nice, or at least intelligent, conversation, he's the guy. Cyprus uses his Archive magic as more of a hobby most of the time. He gathers information and just like to know things. He only really uses it in battle when fighting tougher monsters to get their weak points, or Dark Mages he’s fought before. Otherwise he just uses Requip: The Gunner. The weapons he uses are: Anti-Tank Rifle, Automatic Shotgun, Double Eagle Pistols, Mini-Gun, and Magic Laser (Spartan Laser from Halo). Cyprus is from a southern continent, where most of the land is either a desert, swamp, or beach. Monsters are part of everyday life there with such high numbers. Plus they tend to be a bit bigger than in Fiore. In fact that’s how he mastered his magic, fighting off the monsters on a day to day basis made it quick. After a fight with one of his friends that ended in that friend’s disappearance, Cyprus decided to leave the sadder memories behind and headed to Fiore. After about a year, he finally joined the first guild that would take him. This happened to be Mystic Tale. He has an accent because of where he's from, which is similar to an Australian accent.
Isis Ma'at
Isis Ma’at || 20 || Sand Dragon Slayer || Bisexual || Regular Mage Isis is a taller girl, standing at around 5’11. Her skin is olive colored, and looks soft to the touch. Her build is a bit sturdier, with plenty of muscle covering her body. She doesn’t look like a bodybuilder though, more athletic. She somehow manages to hide most of her strength in her slimmer and leaner body. She takes a lot of pride in how she keeps herself strong without looking like all she does is lift weights. Her hair is black and straight, falling just past her shoulders. She keeps her bangs tied to the side with golden cloth. The cloth wraps almost all the way to the ends of her hair, leaving it looking almost like two lion tails framing her face. There are blue feathers tied to the ends of her bangs as well, attached to the bands. Her eyes are the strange part, with her having Heterochromia. Her right eye is sapphire blue, while the left is pure gold. She has many tattoos on her body. The first are whisker marks tattooed on her cheeks, three each. She then has the right Eye of Horus on her right shoulder, and the left Eye of Horus on her left shoulder. She then has a large ankh on her back, with her shoulder blades being in the circle on the top. On her stomach is the symbol Nefer, with the bottom around her bellybutton and the top almost reaching up to her chest. Finally, starting at her hips, streams of sand swirl down her legs to end on her ankles. All of her tattoos except for the sand are colored black. The sand is colored the same gold as her left eye. She wears a cream colored, wrap top that goes around her neck, crosses over her chest like an x, and ties around her back under her shoulder blades. She then wears a cream skirt. It’s loose enough to allow for free movement, but it doesn’t show anything she doesn’t want. The hem starts at her mid thigh on the left side, then goes down to a little past her knee on the right side. She wears skin tight, dark brown short shorts under it, just in case someone looks up while she’s fighting. She doesn’t wear shoes. Instead, she walks around barefoot. The bottom of her feet are tough and calloused from being barefooted on hot sand for most of her life. Isis also wears quite a bit of golden jewelry. She wears a winged sun disk necklace with a golden chain. She also wears small, ankh earrings. She then has bands on her biceps just below the tattoos. On her wrists and ankles are circlets that aren’t big enough to fall off, but enough to be loose. She then has several gold chains wrapped around her waist with one draping down her left leg past the hem of her skirt. Her guild mark is on the right side of her chest, and is colored black. In fact, it almost looks like another of her tattoos. Isis is, to put it rather bluntly, not exactly the nicest girl. Combine a sharp tongue with a bit of an ego problem, and you’ve got an individual who has little nice to say about anyone-no matter who they are or what they’re doing. While a tough person to approach, Isis does share some similarity to a rose, though one with quite a few extra thorns thrown in there. To her friends, a select group that she chooses, she’s unfailingly loyal. They can also expect her to be fairly nice, and they’ve certainly got some pretty hefty backup if anyone tries to mess with them. What all can expect though, whether she cares for them or not, is quite a heavy amount of teasing and flirting. It’s solely for her own benefit though, as the likelihood of it leading to something real is about the same as Isis giving up her love for combat and kicking tail to pursue a pacifistic approach to life, coupled with a vow of poverty. In short, she’s a flirt with an ego and a caustic tongue, but one who’s pretty good to her friends-however few she chooses to have. Isis is a first generation Dragon Slayer, raised in the desert by the Sand Dragon Sphinxiris. She uses this magic with all the destructive capabilities that she can. She loves having the power. She definitely isn’t the strongest mage around though, and she knows it. She’s still trying to expand her power to become the strongest there is. Isis’s history isn’t easy to follow. She was adopted by a dragon and raised by them after being abandoned by mysterious circumstances. One day her first of adoptive parent had vanished without explanation, which meant she was on her own again. That is until she was found by a nomadic desert tribe and was once again taken in by a set of loving adoptive parents. Eventually she grew tired of her simple and boring life. She bid her parents and tribe a fond goodbye - though she does go home for three weeks out of the year - she headed off to the metropolises of Fiore. Eventually wanting to put her skills to use, she joined up with the first guild that would take her. This guild just happened to be Yellow Moon.
Rika Vixen
Rika Vixen || 18 || Shadow Make || Lesbian || Regular Mage Rika is slightly taller than average sized girl, standing at around 5'8. Her hair is a bright blond, almost gold, that falls down to her shoulders in slight waves. She keeps most of it in a loose ponytail, but her bangs hang down and frame her face nicely. Her eyes are a bright, emerald green. Sometimes it seems like they glow in the dark. Rika has a lean build, though she has some muscle showing on her. She's not the strongest, but she can certainly hold her own. Her skin is even and soft. Her complexion however, is marred by a large scar that starts at her chin, cross over it and goes up the right side of her jaw. Rika wears a green hoodie with black on all of the edges including the cuffs, pockets, and hood, over a black shirt with no sleeves and a v-neck. She also wears a short, dark brown skirt. On her feet are dark brown gladiator sandals with a two inch heel. She also has a black glove on her left hand that goes up to cover her forearm. There are also a pair of glasses on her nose with thin black frames over the top half of the lenses. Her guild mark is on the left side of her neck and is colored emerald green. Rika is someone that doesn't like to play around. She's completely serious all the time. She likes to be in charge, and she doesn't like people messing around. At least when it involves serious situations like fights or jobs. She can actually be easy going if one gets her in the right mood and plays their cards right. It almost seems easy once it’s accomplished. She's actually capable of being pleasant if you don't mess with her. Except to Light Magic users. She's deathly afraid of them, though that fear comes off as hate. She gets in a lot of trouble because of it. Rika uses a form of Make magic that she developed on her own. She chose shadows as her element of choice to counter the dreaded Light mages that had disrupted her life and taken everything from her. She still isn’t a master at it, but she’s getting there. After all, developing a magic is hard and takes time to create more powerful spells. Rika was born to the governor of an independent city-state. Her parents were never around when she was growing up do to the fact that her father was too busy running a business. Instead she was raised by a variety of servants and house workers. She barely had a parent figure in her life. The only time her father seemed to even be a little involved in her life was when Rika was involved in an accident when she was eight. This was the same incident that caused her to be terrified of Light Magic users, as well as took her mother away from her. Her father did everything to make sure she could recover, but once again vanished from her life after a while. After the incident, magic was banned by her father to hopefully avoid another incident. When she was old enough, Rika wanted to get away from her father. She had been teaching herself magic in secret. She left her home after a couple of mages showed up to take care of a monster problem her father couldn’t handle. She joined the guild the mages had come from, planning to never return home.
Lance Thurman
Lance Thurman (Shining Knight) || 23 || Requip: The Knight || Straight || Rogue Mage Lance is a big guy, standing at around 6'5. He's huge. He is well muscled in every area of his body, but more in his arms and shoulders. He doesn't have any hair, but that’s because he likes it shaved. He does have a small goatee though, that’s colored black. His eyes are the gentlest of hazels. Just looking into them can make a person relax. He has dark skin that is a bit rough on his arms and hands. He wears a dark navy, almost black, shirt that hugs his body tightly and has very short sleeves. He then wears tan cargo pants with several pockets that are probably empty. On his feet are some black combat boots. Around his neck are some dog tags as well. He has armored plates on his shoulders, forearms, chest, and back for the armor he mainly uses. If he were to get a guild mark, it would be on the back of his head and colored tan. Lance is a very go-lucky guy. His smile makes others smile, and his laugh makes others laugh. He brightens up any room he walks into. He's always there is someone needs to talk, and his shoulder is open for being cried on. He's quite the big brother figure. He tends to be blind to some things, and wary of others. It’s hard to tell sometimes when he’s been tricked or not. He's also very protective and caring for his friends. He's known for being a human shield by choice. Even during a fight he smiles. At least he’s serious enough to not give his opponents an easy time. Otherwise he would barely be considered a mage. He’ll never back down from a fight unless one of his comrades needs him. He’s been known to abandon fights if one was injured. Many a criminal has gotten away because of this, but many mages have survived killing blows from others. The armors Lance uses are: Nautilus (Anchor with a power stomp and average defense and offense), Aspida (Twin shields and extremely heavy armor with amazing defensive capabilities), Spathi (A large sword and little armor with heavy offensive capabilities), Gallant (Lance and shield with average armor and a quick charge forward, much like a jouster), Lonchi (Uses a naginata like weapon with incredible speed and very little armor), Neptune (A trident that can release water and ice attacks, lighter armor that allows for breathing underwater, and resists water and ice magic), Raiju (A halberd that acts as a lightning rod that can redirect lightning attacks, medium armor that resists lightning magic), Volcanis (A large hammer that can launch fire attacks, heavy armor that can resist fire magic). Nautilus is his main armor. Lance was born and raised on the coast. He was all about water, spending all of his time in or around it. His life by the sea inspired his main armor. He joined a guild at the request of his mother after they lost his father to a sea monster. He was, at one point, part of Blue Pegasus. After a couple of years though, he decided to leave. The main reason being that it was a bit too frou-frou for him, and he didn’t fit in. He became a wanderer, taking any job that he came across. He also did everything he could to help those he came into contact with. Even if it was just a small thing, he did it. It’s mainly how he got his nickname.
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Post by mourningdove on Jun 26, 2017 15:12:26 GMT -5
Odette Fiddler || 21 || Dancer, secondary Thread Magic || Pansexual || Regular Mage
Odette has tan skin, with beautiful warm undertones. She is tall and lean, though her muscles are easily visible. Her hair is a sea-green color, which she takes very good care in up keeping the color, as she prefers it heavily over the black hair she was born with. It is short and curly, and half up in a top bun. Odette's eyes are a golden color, and appear narrow, as though she is always peering at you through smirking eyes. Her left cheek has a horrible claw mark scar, just beneath her eye. She was lucky she didn't lose that eye. The dancer wears maroon and gold colored clothing, and prefers things with bells or little trinkets that make a light twinkling noise when she dances. Her guild mark is on her left thigh, and is a metalic gold. It's very beautiful, and she likes to show it off by wearing short clothing.
Odette is flirty, adventurous, brave, daring, reckless, fearless, and grew up very selfish, though she is trying to change that. It is very difficult to go from thinking of only yourself, to thinking of an entire guild.
Odette is highly experienced in dancing magic. She knows it isn't quite an offensive magic type, but she is okay with being a support mage rather than an offensive one. She finds people asking her to go on missions more often than not. At the wish of her twin brother, who remained far away in their home town, she learned thread magic to protect herself and others with. It isn't developed well, and she doesn't use it often, but it is there.
Born to a large family in a small house, Odette left once she deemed her magic skills acceptable. They were tragically underdeveloped, but she set out anyways to join a guild of high ranking. Leaving her mother and seven siblings, she writes often, and sends a good portion of her makings back to them. She lives in the poorer part of the city, as she wont take more money from her missions for herself. She may be selfish, but never to her family.
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Post by mourningdove on Jun 26, 2017 15:36:53 GMT -5
Rowland Rivers || 20 || Angel and Nullification || Nonbinary, Bisexual (Men and Nonbinary) || S- Class mage
Rowland is the palest person you will ever meet. They get a sunburn when they take out the trash. Their skin resembles porcelain, and is dotted with freckles underneath the eyes, that almost appear to shine like stars. They have pale blue eyes, almost completely void of color. Their hair is short, and also white, which is kept in a milkmaid braid around their head. They are 5'9, and weak, as they harm themself with almost any magic cast. They wear loose fitting, white or peach clothing. They have a red slash across their nose, beneath their eyes. (Think Hawke from Dragon Age 2)
Rowland is selfless, has a hero complex, naive, stubborn, friendly, kind, and physically weak.
They are an Angel magic user. They summon angels to help them in battle. Growing up, Rowland thought it was a blessing, while their family knew what a cruse it was to use the magic. Upon learning to truth, as they were play fighting once they grew older, and their angel was defeated, leaving them gasping for breath and life itself, their family told them the truth. Seeing it as some higher calling, they set out to find a guild, deciding to spend their life protecting others.
Rowland grew up in a sunny port city, raised as an only child by moderately wealthy parents. They had a nice life that they left behind, and they grow homesick often.
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Post by kiwi cheesecake on Jun 26, 2017 16:54:44 GMT -5
Adelaide Greyson Adelaide Greyson || 19 || Pict Magic || Straight || Regular Mage
Adelaide is a tall, lanky woman of about 5’11”. She has a medium skin tone, and, when exposed to too much sun, slight freckles appear along her arms and face. Her hair is a light brown, and falls down in gentle waves to her shoulders. Her eyes are a deep forest green, and gleam with a certain light whenever she feels passionately about something. She is unusually skinny, so much so that on certain days you can see her ribs jutting out from her torso. She never says why this is- some believe she can't afford food, while others think she may be doing this on purpose. She doesn't make a big deal of it around others, though, and prefers if they avoid the subject altogether. Adelaide’s skin is covered in various half-finished drawings- spells she’s working on. Sometimes these doodles are extremely detailed, but just as often it’s her refining down a design so she can draw it quicker. Adelaide wears fairly simple clothing. She usually wears a pair of short black pants on her lower half. Her shirt is tan and cropped, exposing most of her torso. This is so she can more easily use her magic. She also always carries a small pouch around her waist containing a paintbrush and paints, just in case of emergencies. Her Guild mark is located on the back of her neck, and is the same green as her eyes.
Adelaide is generally conserved and quiet, preferring to keep to herself than socialize with others. This doesn't mean she isn't good at speaking- it's just she'd rather be doing anything else. She also always thinks thing through before doing them, sometimes too much so. She's fairly sensitive, especially when others are hurt, but she tries to hide her emotions best as she can. She believes that if she shows her feelings on certain things, she’ll end up being perceived as weak or overly emotional. Still, there are some things she just can't keep in, and these will often come tumbling out before she realizes it.
Adelaide has several drawings she uses more than others. (Let me know if any of these are not okay, since they're what I would use most often.) Offensive- Spectral Hand: Creates a giant hand that mirrors Adelaide's hand movement. Capable of throwing/moving large objects and slapping opponents across the battlefield. Duration: Moderate. Insect Plague: Generates a large swarm of insects that swarm the battlefield. Duration: Moderate. Mystic Weapon: Creates a spectral weapon(gun, sword, etc.) that Adelaide can then use to attack the enemy. Duration: Brief. Thorn Whip: Creates a long vine laced with thorns that lashes out at the enemy. Duration: Brief. Defensive/Support- Lantern: Creates a floating, suspended lantern that will follow Adelaide around for the duration. Duration: Concentration. Prismatic Wall: Creates an impassable spectral wall seemingly made of multicolored light. Can take a large or small space, but is easier to make in a small space. Duration: Damage-Based. Webbing: Creates a sticky substance which can ensnare others. Can be spread over a large or small area, but takes less energy the smaller it is. Duration: Moderate.
Adelaide grew up on the East side of the river, and always looked up to the mages of the Yellow Moon guild as peacekeepers. As soon as she was old enough, she joined the guild, hoping to become just like the first mages of the guild who brought the two sides of the river together.
Adelaide, although a particularly strong mage, has never dreamed of becoming an S-class wizard. Perhaps she thinks she needs to learn a second type of magic first, or maybe she doesn't want anyone looking up to her. Either way, she is extremely touchy about the subject, and will change it as soon as possible. Kyler Dextri Kyler Dextri || 32 || Hair Magic || Pansexual || Regular Mage
Kyler has been described as looking like some ancient god- a description he quite likes. He has a fairly muscular build, although standing somewhat shorter at 5’9”. He has sparkling blue eyes that easily display his emotions, be it mirth or anger. What he's really proud of, however, is his hair. Reaching about to his shoulders, Kyler’s hair is blonde and silky from many hours of care. He has somewhat of a hair fetish, although this mostly just involves his own hair, not anyone else's. This could be easily attributed to the fact that his hair is the primary tool for his magic, but it's still somewhat odd. He also sports a short beard that surrounds his mouth and chin of the same tone as his normal hair. Sometimes he will attach small metal prongs or spikes to his hair, essentially making it a spiked club in combat situations. As for clothing, Kyler usually wears some pants and a shirt. Every day it's some different combination of colors and styles, so it's hard to say he wears any one thing. He’ll occasionally remove his shirt, usually if he gets too warm. This gives a nice view of his Guild mark, which is emblazoned on his right pectoral in a bright gold.
Quick to smile and laugh, Kyler has always been one of the more social members of the guild. He especially enjoys speaking with mages younger than him (which many are) and learning what brought them here. He plans to assemble all these stories into a book someday, but for now he would rather keep active and fighting. Kyler always prefers to talk things out first rather than fight, but when negotiations break down, he’s right up there fighting with the rest of his friends. He also has a certain soft spot for romance, as he himself has never found someone he truly loved. He sometimes matchmakes some younger couples, but usually keeps it to himself to avoid embarrassing anyone. Kyler can change on a dime, however, sometimes without reason. This unpredictable nature of his can cause many to second guess him.
Yellow Moon is Kyler’s second guild. His first guild, Wyvern Scale, was nearly completely destroyed by a Dark Guild, Ogre Hand. Only a few members survived the assault, and they scattered quickly after this. Kyler moved on to a new guild, and slowly began to fit in there. However, he still harbors a deep longing for his old home, as well as a seething hatred towards the Dark Guild that murdered his friends.
Kyler has an irrational fear of scissors, partially due to his admittedly strange connection with his hair, but also due to an unfortunate incident in his childhood. Oliver Alden Oliver Alden || 20 || Paper Magic || Asexual/Panromantic || Regular Mage
Oliver is rather small physically, only reaching a height of about 5’5”, and retaining a petite frame many other people his age would have already shaken off. Still, it doesn't bother him very much. His hair is a light brown that he keeps cut short and neat along the nape of his neck. His eyes are a pale jade/green color, and stare back intelligently from his thin face. Although not impressive physically, this trait has caught many an eye, giving presence to a boy who really didn't mind staying in the shadows. His clothing is fairly simple, but he still adds some flair to it. Oliver usually wear a fairly simple white shirt and khaki pants, but almost always accompanies this with a colorful vest on top.
Oliver is your stereotypical shy nerd, preferring to stay alone by himself in a corner than talk to others. He’s not extremely antisocial- he’ll work with his team and others when the situation demands it- he just would much rather prefer to tackle things by himself. He loves reading as well, both fantasy novels and even some textbooks. He’s more educated through these books than anything else, and may have missed out on several things in life because his nose was buried in a book. But he doesn't mind- all Oliver really want to do is blend in with the crowd. He won't go to extreme lengths to accomplish this, but he is more easily peer pressured into doing things he wouldn't normally do, if it’ll stop him from being singled out.
Oliver grew up outside of Soliksary, along with his sister Meira and their parents. However, he eventually moved to the town to join the Yellow Moon Guild, leaving his family behind. His sister writes him letters constantly, and he keeps trying to get her to move into the city with him, now that he has enough jewel to support them both. However, she is intent on staying in their hometown and helping their now-elderly parents. Oliver will sometimes visit them, but it's a long journey, and he can't always afford to be away from the guild that long.
Kiran Atwood YO THIS ONE IS A WIP WHOOPS Kiran Atwood || 26 || Card Magic, Telepathy || Straight || Regular Mage
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Sora carries herself with a sort of feline grace, every step light and gentle. She's relatively tall and lean, and her movements are all fluid and smooth. Her skin is colored light cream, and her hair is bright auburn. Although her hair is quite long, Sora usually keeps it tied up in a single messy ponytail, effectively cutting its length in half. Her eyes are a dark amber-brown. As for clothing, Sora focuses on simplicity and mobility. This often entails a simple pants-and-shirt combo, but she’s also know to dress more elegantly when going into town.
Sora is bright and peppy, but also can be hot-headed and impulsive. She has a constant burning energy inside, and it always needs to escape, be it by social interaction or swift runs throughout the mountains. If this energy isn't worked off, she'll become increasingly restless, and begin to ignore even good advice from friends. She can work herself up into quite an ugly mood, but as soon as she's able to work it off, she's back to her normal, sunny self. Being new to living alone, she stills holds a certain sense of independence and rebelliousness, along with a certain detachment and casual brutality she learned after years in a dark Guild. She does have moments when she slows down and focuses on introspection, questioning most things she knows. But these moments are few and far between, and soon she's back to her usual social self.
Sora was originally part of a Dark Guild along with her husband, an S-Class mage named Sebastian. However, after some time spent there, she met Kiran Atwood, a mage of Yellow Moon. He helped change her viewpoint, and eventually Sora left her husband and the dark Guild far behind. Now she makes her home in the mountains around the guild hall, attempting to alter herself and her magic so that one day she can join the guild and be with Kiran.
She is currently in a relationship with Kiran Atwood, and is in hiding from both her own Dark Guild along with other law enforcers that may be tracking her down.
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Post by silvermoonblaze on Jun 26, 2017 21:17:03 GMT -5
Lila Fuyu||17||Ice make||Bisexual||regular wizard
Appearance: She has a bob cut hair that is a rich purple color. Her eyes were once a bright blue, but she was in an incident when she was 11 that scarred across her eyes and rendered her blind. She is pale and tall for her age. Her clothing varies from a simple jeans and a shirt to elaborate skirts and laced blouses
Personality: She is nearly as cold as the ice she makes. She doesn't warm up to people easily and will often give them the cold shoulder. However her heart is in the right place and she does truly care for all of those around her, even if it is a little hard to tell. She is pretty mysterious as far as her back story goes, seeing as she never really discusses it, but she has a pretty clear hatred of fire mages. Once she finds someone who she truly cares about, she will risk everything for them
History: She js very mysterious, never really discussing her past other than the fact she was blinded as a child.one can assume it was the work of a fire mage, seeing as she very strongly dislikes them. Her family relations were very poor
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Post by mourningdove on Jun 26, 2017 23:59:04 GMT -5
Helios Dyner (Mostly goes by last name) || 18 || Fire caster, Illusion magic || Straight || Regular Mage
Helios has dark, beautiful skin. A few moles dot beneath his eye, and two on his nose. He has deep brown eyes. His hair is long, black, and straight. We wears it down often, but will bring it up into a bun once engaged in a fight. He has dark eyebrows, an big lips. Stubble usually casts its shadow on his lower jaw. He wears deep colors, such as browns and dark reds, and has a forest green traveling cape/cloak.
Determined, reckless, spit-fire, brave, "stupid", if you have any authority over him, full of surprises, some good.
Helios is a fire caster mage, and wishes every day that he was a dragon slayer. He works very hard, most often to points where he collapses, to train his magic to be as strong as a dragon slayer. He is not NEARLY close to that skill level, but every now and again a passionate flame will show extraordinary power.
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Post by queen of disco on Jul 7, 2017 23:11:30 GMT -5
Nova is a WIP for the moment, but Bash is all done c: I noticed that there's another Nova in the guild, so I can just pick a different character if it's a problem. Sebastian 'Bash' Carrey || twenty-two || shadow & needle caster || straight || S-class Sebastian is a 5’11” dark, handsome figure with a messy head of curly, black hair and dark brown eyes. His tanned skin and athletic build come from his long line of half-and-half filipino / australian descent, although he seems to be the only child with a set of freckles, which dot his cheeks, nose, and forehead. His long face is met with a soft jawline and flat chin, along with a lenin nose set between his pair of semi-bushy eyebrows. Sebastian is known to carry an intense gaze and a devilish smirk, which tend to throw people off whilst creating a first impression. Despite what people tend to see at first glance, his eyes show a soft light to them when he smiles, opening up a set of dimples and an almost perfect smile. His frame contains a wide set of shoulders that carry his muscular arms and core. Sebastian always manages to find himself on edge, which is why the veins on his arms constantly tend to visibly stick out on his skin and a soft pair of lines under his eyes and down the middle of his forehead. He’s not a big fashion guru, but he does like to keep a sharp look to his bad boy rep (although he won’t call it that) by pairing an ordinary t shirt with a jacket and jeans, along with either a pair of black combat boots or sleek gym shoes to fit over his large feet. As an emerging leader, Sebastian carries a sense of pride in his accomplishments, although he likes to remain very humble about himself--unless he’s teasing someone else. He always manages to remain independent and expressive by not holding back on his thoughts and always ready to give voice to it. At times when he’s upset or trying to prove a point, he can be very stubborn and say things he doesn’t intend to nor truly feel while caught up in the moment. With that being said, most find that his honesty and loyalty to those he cares about make him a very sweet and understanding person, although his ego will refuse to let his soft side show too much upon the surface. He is quick to take charge of any situation, regardless of how uncomfortable or crazily obstructed it may be, although he can be immature when his temper gets the best of him. Sebastian finds that he’s never truly lonely as long as he always pursues something, whether it be a job, vow, relationship, or anything else to keep him busy, making it safe to say that he’s a firm believer in claiming “sleep is for the dead.” While he likes to put up a wall in front of his emotions, he’s a softie for those who are helpless and in need of a shoulder to cry or lean on. A complicated past with his family has tended to take a toll on his life in the areas of trust, friendship, and patience. Furthermore, he’ll always be a family-oriented guy who enjoys both the simple and more complicated matters of living a life highly-achieved and well-spent. Bash came to learn of his powers by accident while trying to protect his sister. He doesn't like to talk about it much, but he may offer to open up about his life as a child to those he finds able to put his trust into, which is not an easy task. He does, however, want to use his powers to protect others from being hurt or afraid, and will stop at nothing to ensure the safety of those he loves. face claim // WeHeartIt albumAvalon Spencer || seventeen || sky dragon slayer // telekinesis || bisexual || regular mage [WIP] appearance personality Avalon isn't quite sure what she wants to do with her powers, nor where they will take her. As a newer holder of her powers, she finds it very hard to control them and finds many moments where she feels overwhelmed, causing her concentration to shift away from her training and toward a growing amount of anxiety that she'll never be able to control herself in the midst of emotion. history face claim // WeHeartIt album // her pet cat
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Post by thornshade on Jul 12, 2017 16:07:51 GMT -5
Azar Knight || Twenty || Fire Dragon Slayer || Straight || Regular
Azar has long, sandy-blond, wavy curls that he often keeps partially braided in an attempt to keep his hair away from his eyes. He is relatively tall, about 6'0, and has broad shoulders in addition to a well-muscled build. He is often seen in a pair of khaki-colored pants, a white v-neck tank-top, and a dark denim jacket with cut-off sleeves. His guild mark is deep scarlet and is on his right shoulder. He has a square-shaped jaw which is often covered with a layer of stubble in addition to a cartilage piercing on his left ear. His almond-shaped eyes are robin's egg blue and set off by his high cheekbones.
Azar has little filter to his words and cannot help but say what's on his mind, but at least he's always honest. He is mood can change dramatically based on the events going on around him, but he is always loyal and deeply passionate about protecting the family he has found in his guildmates. Thus, he's very affectionate with his friends and is always down to give them physical affection. He is also relatively flirty and wouldn't mind finding a girl to settle down with soon, though he isn't sure how quickly that will happen, considering his flair for trouble-making and reckless behavior. His temper may be as hot as his flames, but he sticks to his guns and refuses to be shown up and won't back down from a challenge.
Azar ended up with quite a bit of money due to an inheritance from his family at a young age, and Sanguis the Fire Dragon was first drawn to young Azar because of his. However, as he came to know the young boy, he soon fell in love with troublemaker and saw the potential in him to channel his recklessness into something worth sharing with the world. When Sanguis vanished one fall day, Azar was heartbroken and lived wildly and richly to make up for the loss and the pain he was feeling. Soon, he returned to sanity when he heard rumor of a guild looking for more young wizards to join its ranks. Thus, he found a new home in Yellow Moon.
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Post by mourningdove on Jul 14, 2017 23:22:02 GMT -5
Jolene Pinewood || 21 || Shadow Dragon Slayer || Pansexual || Regular Mage Jolene has light, ivory skin that's decorated in resist orange freckles. Absolutely covered in them, especially beneath her eyes. Her face is rounded, and she has a crinkled nose when she smiles. Her eyes are emerald green, and she has to wear thin rimmed glasses. Jolenes hair is light auburn, and goes just past her shoulders. It's thick and straight, and she isn't much for styling it. Jolene usually wears plain clothing. A loose fitting T-shirt, jeans with holes, worn tennis shoes, whatever doesn't draw much attention. She is always wearing small pearl earrings, though. A gift from her grandmother on her 16th birthday. Her guild mark is on her left arm, just above the elbow in a pretty green color. Jolene is a true southern belle. She doesn't swear, she's religious, she's hospitable, she's the poster child of the Deep South. She is often fearful of the new adventures she is facing up north, but it is clear to her guild members she is afraid. She sets and unsets her jaw when she is anxious or afraid. Jolene was told to have an open mind, but has some prejudice leftover from her judgmental hometown. Growing up with a strict set of morals, Jolene follows them to a T. This can lead her astray very easily, though. Jolene is a shadow dragon slayer. She studied beneath an actual dragon, as her mother and grandmother did before her. Her dragon is growing old, though, and unable to train as well as they could before. Jolene grew up with her big family on their small farm. She walked herself and five younger siblings to school, all talking loudly as they walked alongside the dirt road. Her town was small, closeknit, and very old-fashioned. Jolene didn't realize just how much she didn't know because of where she came from until she left. Realizing she was a third generation dragon slayer, she left to train and develop her powers. Faceclaim: pin.it/XZBZ_vYShe has a massive crush on Sebastian.
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Post by queen of disco on Jul 20, 2017 10:13:18 GMT -5
{her face claim is absolutely adorable. I should probably finish up Avalon, if her name remains the same after I'm done editing her cx }
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EarthChip2888
my days are charged so sorry for the inconvenience (slow replies/inactivity)
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Post by EarthChip2888 on Aug 11, 2017 21:50:32 GMT -5
Nicola " Nick" O'Donovan / 16 / Earth magic and requip magic / dunno what he's attracted to basically attracted to nothing and everything it varies! / S class if there's room if not rouge / he has short brown hair and eyes trimmed sideburns and a slim build he wears ragged bandeges all over his torso and right arm dusty cloth pants with a few holes in them and Japanese style sandals / he's sometimes quiet and doesn't speak much but shows emotions ones in a will he's honest sometimes lie for lack of courage or unable to confront someone deep down he's a sensitive gentle caring person even if he doesn't show it and he can easily be corrupt or manipulated but can more easily turn back ( he learned his magic at a very younge age ) / lived in a small isolated village in the hills as the son of the village head guard and that's all he talks about his past
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2017 9:44:21 GMT -5
sorry for the wait! ^^' Nick looks great, feel free to jump in c:
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Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2017 10:26:04 GMT -5
sorry i'm only reply now! I was away for a few days 00:
and yes! they are c: it's the same with any character, just keep their abilities within reason so that it would make sense in the fairy tail universe! :3c any questions, just ask!!
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Fireclaw3
“When there is nothing left to hold onto, hold onto you faith.” #GodisGood
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Post by Fireclaw3 on Dec 9, 2017 2:51:03 GMT -5
Orion Nakamura || 19 || Fire Dragon Slayer + Copy Magic || straight || S-Class
Orion is of average height, standing at 5ft 10in. Orion has an oval shaped head with a defined, slightly pointed chin and a sturdy jawline. His face is usually held forward in a steady gaze, and has an air of authority that is palpable. He has messy, slightly long dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, and an almost faded splash of freckles on the bridge of his nose. He has slightly thin eyebrows, usually raised up high in amusement, or pointed down sharply if something upsets him or makes him angry. He is usually either seen with a goofy grin on his face when he feels happy and at ease, or a determined scowl when he is faced with a challenge or an opponent. Orion has pretty short, nicely trimmed facial hair. He likes to have it shorter, because he feels like it looks too wild if it's very much longer, and he feels like it makes him look tougher, and, if it was possible, more attractive. He is a very tanned man with calloused hands, and fairly lean with a slightly higher than average, muscular build to himself. Orion's body is built more for speed than strength, but he isn't considered remotely weak at all, and his body is very durable and sturdy, meaning that he could really take on the hits before he gets worn out or beat up. Orion's normal clothing usually consists of a sleeveless, red trimmed, black waistcoat, usually left open or partially open, exposing his bare chest. He wears a black cloth around his waist that reaches to his knees, held onto his waist by a black leather belt that has an oval, solid gold belt buckle. He also wears black, knee-length trousers, with red ribbon ties, a black arm band on his right forearm that has ancient writing written on it in dark red lettering that has been past down in his family for centuries. Since he was a baby when he got it, and his family died shortly after, he has no clue what it says. Along with the rest of his attire, Orion wears simple black open-toed sandals on his feet. Orion has his guild mark tattooed onto his right pectoral, the tattoo is colored yellow.
Orion is a fairly nice guy, but he has a slight anger problem, causing him to lash out at people he cares about, making him hurt people when he doesn't want to. This usually happens when he feels pressured or frustrated and when he feels like all hope is lost. He is a very loyal friend and ally, but if you betray him, it is hard to gain his trust back. He will hunt you down to the end of the earth if you betray or double cross him. To some, Orion acts like a hard, cruel man who would go to far lengths to get what he wants, and sometimes he will. But, once you get to know him, you realize that's not always the case. He is sometimes like a kid at heart, joking around with people and trying to play pranks on some, though, sometimes those pranks aren't always the safest. Orion also has a slight alcohol problem, he just can't stop drinking it, and weirdly, and luckily, he hardly ever gets drunk. Orion also has a way with the ladies, since he's so attractive and charming, you know, that's what he keeps telling himself, anyway. He is mildly claustrophobic, causing him to freak out in enclosed spaces. Since he is a Dragon Slayer, he has a severe case of motion sickness. Orion is fairly carefree and reckless in nature, always using a little too much power then the scenario needed, whether fighting against friend or foe, Orion doesn't know when to hold back. Orion is a very loyal guild mate, never backing down, even if victory is doubtful.
Orion is a first generation Fire Dragon Slayer, and also uses Copy Magic. He is also fairly trained in hand-to-hand combat.
Since he is a true Dragon Slayer, he was raised up and trained by a dragon, in his case, the Fire Dragon Artem. He trained with Artem for many years before Artem randomly vanished, never to been seen or heard of again.
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