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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Jun 24, 2017 19:45:38 GMT -5
"The air is cold, the sky is gray. Where am I this winter's day? Bones of trees, fallen leaves, The time of the Winter Queen." Below you the joining form. While I personally dislike long forms, I understand their uses, so I ask that you at least be detailed in your descriptions so that the other members can get a good feel for your character.
Character Name Slot Title ✘ Gender ✘ Age ✘ Sexuality
Magical Specialty: (what is their gift? what can they do prior to reaching Dinas Afferaon?) Appearance: (coloring, hair, facial features, build, common attire, etc) Personality: (flaws, weaknesses, ambitions, fears, etc) History: (parents, childhood, mentorship, etc)
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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Jun 24, 2017 19:45:56 GMT -5
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Post by Nιɳʝα☯ on Jun 24, 2017 20:26:53 GMT -5
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Xanthippe Donahue
Faerie ✘ Female ✘ Twenty-three ✘ heterosexual
Magical Specialty: glamour, the magic of illusion, whereby they can make people see whatever they wish them to see, or not see whatever they do not wish them to see
Appearance:
[fc Tashi Rodriguez] Out of place. That would be the best phrase to describe Xanthippe Donahue, or what she would like to describe herself as. One who never really fit in from the beginning, she had grown up noticing her background was different from most around her. One such example could originate from her appearance. Exotic, now that is a word that Xan is tired of hearing, that and being compared to food. Xanthippe is of a permanently dark complexion, a warm shade of brown kissing her skin throughout all the seasons. Her figure is slim, with long legs and somewhat shapely curves in proportion with her shape. Her face is long, with soft features complete with round-almond shaped eyes and plush lips. In her irises reside a deep brown almost black hue. The expanse of her cheeks and nose and covered in a dusting of freckles, with a concentration on her nose. Xan’s unruly dark curls barely reach her shoulders, along with side swept bangs that sometimes seem to defy gravity. On the back of her neck in delicate thin white lies the seven-pointed star, a faerie star. Prior to her “depraved” fall from grace, the lithe female would choose a simple frock or dress depending on the occasion. Nowadays, Xanthippe chooses a dark tunic tucked into a wraparound skin, tied so that one leg is exposed and free for movement. Underneath the skirt she wears leggings for warmth and modesty.
Personality: (flaws, weaknesses, ambitions, fears, etc)
History: (parents, childhood, mentorship, etc) comes from an affluent family..yada yada
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Post by Salted Squid on Jun 24, 2017 20:51:55 GMT -5
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Cadence Williams
Sky ✘ female ✘ 20 ✘ Sexuality
Magical Specialty: Control over air and wind; can create airflow that ranges from the gentlest of breezes to gusts of wind strong enough to knock a grown man off his feet. Can also manipulate the air resistance of the air around her to allow herself to move faster than usual (or slow everyone else down; she isn't exactly sure how it works)
Appearance: Despite her young age, Cadence-- or Cady, as she prefers to be called-- is already showing signs of a harsh life. She's rather pretty, nonetheless. At a height of 5'6", she's neither tall or short, standing in that middle ground that most people are pretty okay with. She's also rather skinny, and not in the "I work out and watch what I eat" kind of way, but in the "I don't remember the last time I had enough to eat" sort of way, with bones that are far too prominent against her skin. Her skin tone is pale, sprinkled with a light dusting of freckles, which goes rather well with her fiery red hair, which falls down her back in wild curls. She has warm hazel eyes, mostly light brown with hints of emerald green. She also has multiple scars, including one on her forehead and another going across the bridge of her upturned nose. Both of them are rather faded-- unlike the heavy, thick scar that marrs her left shoulder where she was grazed by a guard's arrow-- not that it's visible, not under the tattered green cloak that she often wears, anyway. What marks her as a wielder of air is the tattoo on her right shoulder, which is that of a single black feather.
Personality: Cady is a wild and carefree young woman, with a stubborn streak a mile long and a taste for adventure. She's about as far from a noblewoman as you can get, yet she isn't a simple peasant living her daily life, either. She grew up with only her own rules, without a bedtime or any use of table manners, and as such she's not all that great at staying out of trouble-- not that this matters, when you're a thrill seeker who gets in trouble on purpose just because. She's also rather selfish and arrogant, and struggles greatly with empathy. History: (parents, childhood, mentorship, etc)
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Post by ℊℓоω on Jun 24, 2017 23:43:28 GMT -5
Violetta (Vio) AlipseaEarth ✘ Female ✘ Twenty-four ✘ Bisexual
Magical Specialty: Vio's newfound abilities are rather difficult to pin down. The reason for that is that they are both sporadic and wide in variety. Generally speaking, they relate to the earth. Earth both in terms of rock and in terms of life. The scope of those abilities are impossible for even her to understand, so each day is open to new discoveries. For example, she has learned that she can use the vibrations of the earth to determine the location of groups of people. She can touch a dying tree and make it bloom again, but only for as long she is in contact with it. She can use the energy, also, from entire forests as her own. More or less it allows her to tamper with the natural ebb and flow of life. Of course there are enormous gaps in this power. For example, she has no way of knowing exactly who it is when she senses people from long distances. She cannot bring what is completely dead back to life. She seems to have as much control over animals and other humans as any other person (ie, her powers are limited to plants and rock). Before acquiring her new abilities, her skills were comparatively standard. Being a nomad of sorts, she knew a few thing about how to survive on her own. That includes combat training, as is necessary for a young woman travelling alone. She has trained for many years in hand to hand combat, as she was helped both by her father and by the people she has met in her travels. Her favorite weapon of recent years is the crossbow.
Appearance: For a person who has spent a good portion of her life under the cover of trees, Vio is surprisingly bronze in skin tone. She is not dark of skin, her parents are natives (or as close as one can be to being natives to Europe). But it makes sense given the portion of Spanish in her ancestry. Her hair is usually braided intricately around her head and then down her back. It is the color of honey. Golden, with hints of dark at the roots. When down it is thick and very straight, with its ends falling at just about the middle of her back. Her brows are darker than the majority of her hair and although thin, they are a defining feature on her face. She also has long eyelashes, courtesy, again, of her southern European relatives. The reason her eyes are so startling is the fact that she has the warmth in her skin. They are bright, piercing blue. They are cold as a winter's morning or a mountain spring. Facially, she is of fine bone structure. Like her mother, she has vaguely elven features with almond shaped eyes, high cheek bones, and a v-shaped jawline. The greatest "flaw" in her countenance is the unfortunately placed scar that runs from just below her nose on the right side, and down through her lips, to just above the line of her chin. She got it from a not-so-friendly road bandit on one of her excursions when she was seventeen. It was a frightening experience, but not so frightening as to scare her away from travel. Another noteworthy defining feature, this one more recent, are the twin lilac branches across her collar bones. She has come to the realization that "earth" means more than just the harshness of rock beneath ones feet, or the jagged mountains. It is also softness, because it is the earth that produces all life. It is that side that is acknowledged in her tattoo. The harshness, on the other hand, is also hinted at on her person. From her violent scar, to the lean strength in her limbs. She is taller than most women by probably three inches, and shorter than the average man by probably two. Her figure is thin, but strong, given the amount of running, riding, and walking she does. As far as attire goes, Vio is far more likely to be found in a pair of trousers than a dress. Her favorites are the last item of clothing her mother sewed for her, a pair of form-fitting riding pants made of dark leather. She usually wears it with a cream-colored shirt under a vest/corset of red. Tall boots, her crossbow, a quiver of bolts, and a gold necklace in the shape of a snake's body.
Personality: Intrepid and charismatic. Those are the two words that come to mind. Vio was so independent as a toddler that she would often leave her mother's side as she was doing laundry or sewing, to disappear into the forest. It was harrowing for her parents, but not as much for Vio. She has simply always been an active person, and one who seeks adventure. She is a person who quickly and easily makes friends. She is an open book and a naturally charming person to be around. She can talk to anyone about anything under the sun, all with sparkling eyes and a wide smile. Of course there are qualities to her that make her difficult to be around sometimes too. She is honest to a fault, especially around people she knows well. She is also as stubborn as a mule. In an argument, and she's been in many, she will argue her point to the death if she must. Another important point about Vio is that she can be bad at nurturing the important relationships in her life. Perhaps it is a committal problem, or a deeper psychological flaw, but she has a tendency to run away when she gets too close to someone. Simply put, the idea of being responsible for other people is terrifying to her. She likes to focus on herself and her own actions. To worry about the wellbeing of another person is scary. A wise person might connect her fear of attachment to her loss of her father as a child. She had little control over his death, and yet she cannot help but feel that she could have done something differently in order to protect him. And that takes a toll on her other relationships. Deep down, she believes that if she keeps herself at arm's length she will be protected from the inevitable pain at the loss of said relationship. But enough of that. Anyway, Violetta is sweetly flirtatious young woman. She gravitates to people easily and is not frightened of making romantic feelings known.
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Post by ☾ Cʀᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛ ☽ on Jun 25, 2017 15:44:04 GMT -5
Daren OnekoNight ✘ Male ✘ 23 ✘ Bisexual
Magical Specialty: Daren' has been gifted with a rather wide range of abilities, though, of course, they are all related to night and darkness. He finds that the most basic use of his magic is creating clouds of dense blackness, almost like a fog. So far, the size of these clouds, which he refers to as blackouts, are somewhat limited in size and he finds it hard to sustain them for a long period of time. Daren is also able to control and manipulate the size, shape, and darkness of shadows, though he finds it easiest to simply expand them and doing anything else can be difficult and sloppy on his part, at least so far. He can even make them if needed, and he finds that he is able to blend seamlessly into them with a sort of camouflage; it takes some concentration, but when engulfed by shadows it is nearly impossible to see him. However, if he is distracted too much the camouflage can slip and reveal him, which has happened a few times before. At night, he finds that he has special abilities that he can activate if needed. These include enhanced speed and strength, almost superhuman energy, and night vision. There may be other powers and quirks that emerge only during the nighttime, but he has yet to discover them and is still testing the waters with those he knows about. The darker the night is, the stronger the powers are; they wax and wane with the moon. For example, during the new moon he is the strongest and most vigorous, but during the full moon they are not quite as useful. So far, he finds that use of these correlates directly to exhaustion during the day. and so is wary of overuse. Appearance: Daren Oneko is certainly foreign-looking, and that is what most people notice about him at first. Extremely dark skin with cool blue-black undertones give him a different, exotic look that is in stark contrast to the fair-skinned people common to the area he resides in. He is very tall and lanky, with a naturally slim build that is exaggerated when he goes through periods with little food, which can be often and is not at all unfamiliar for him. Daren is fairly athletic built for speed and quickness, though he has to work hard to gain strength and muscle. He has rather angular facial features that give him a unique, intense look, including high, prominent cheekbones and a gently tapering jaw. Though not necessarily handsome in the classical, completely masculine way, Daren is certainly attractive in his own way, with full lips, a deep, alluring gaze, and expressive brown eyes that are slightly downturned. He has extremely curly black hair that naturally form tight ringlets, and he keeps it cropped close to his head so as not to be a nuisance. His eyebrows are thick and somewhat straight, and he has never been one to try and grow any facial hair. On his left shoulder he carries the tattoo marking him with magic: a black crescent moon surrounded by stars that just so happen to change colors ever so often. They are rather unpredictable; sometimes they will stay all black for weeks and some days they will flicker back and forth between dark purple, navy, and even scarlet, with different stars being different colors. However, they are usually darker colors so as to show up against his deep skin tone. He usually keeps it covered. Daren wears very practical clothing. He is often seems clothed in dark pants of some sort paired with a black, close-fitting shirt. His outfits are selected for optimal range of motion and athletic feats, and he keeps them rather common-looking, so he does not draw unnecessary attention to himself. When he wants to keep warm or his face hidden, a long black cloak with an ample is his accessory of choice. He favors sturdy leather boots and always has daggers on his person in case of emergency. Face claim: Bakay Diaby
Personality: Daren is not exactly what one might consider a nice, caring person. He fends for himself, and himself alone. Clever and very resourceful, he has always managed to survive, and he doesn't care what he has to do in the process. He is generally mistrusting and is incredibly independent, as he has learned that many people are not kind the hard way. Ruthless and manipulative when needed, he is not necessarily someone you'd want as backup, as he will flee at the first sight of danger and looks after his own safety first. He is generally a closed book to most people; he has not often let his real self be known to almost anyone since he left his African home. When he was young, he was fun-loving and carefree, with a witty sense of humor and a vast imagination. He has changed now, and he is almost always serious. It is a huge accomplishment to get him to crack the smallest of smiles, and he is very much the pessimistic realist. Daren is very disillusioned and is somewhat jaded for his age. However, if one really gets to know him, he keeps the happier, free self locked away deep inside, and a true friendship could release it. He is afraid of investing in someone else in the chance that they die or leave him, though, so this is not likely to happen soon. One thing he has kept from his past life, though, is his daredevil streak. He is not afraid of taking risks, and he has pulled off many a daring thefts and muggings, escaping just by a hair at the last minute. However, this can get him in trouble at times, as he is somewhat overconfident in himself. Selfish and arrogant, it can be hard to like him at first. His overconfidence extends to gambling, which he has a small problem with. He is somewhat greedy and gluttonous due to not having much in his past, and his thoughts are always on either food and drink or money, especially money. That is another of his fears: that he will starve to death on the streets with no shelter or funds. He aspires to be powerful and wealthy one day, but so far he has not stolen enough to reach anywhere near the levels he hopes for.
History: Daren was born deep in the heart of Africa, where the weather is hot and dry. He never had much as a child, as he is parent's were mostly subsistence farmers, with a small egg business on the side. However, his parents were loving and he lived happily in his small village, content with his life. They taught him the ways of agriculture and not much else, as they themselves were illiterate and could not afford to send him to school. At the age of fifteen, though, a terrible drought struck the region, killing all their crops instantly. With no food and very few extra funds, the family began to starve. Weakened, his mother and father were prey for a disease that swept through his village, and they died swiftly, leaving him shocked and utterly alone at fifteen years old. To survive, he began to steal and take any small jobs he could. He worked hard and scraped together as much money as possible. Being so young, he was vulnerable and many tried to take advantage of him. He managed to escape every time, but learned to be careful and skeptical of everyone. However, there was one older man named Mosi who was also a thief. He caught Daren easily when Daren tried to pickpocket him, but took pity on the boy and taught him self-defense and how to become better at stealing. He learned fast and began to carry a weapon on him at all times. Mosi was caught on one of his missions, however, and killed, leaving Daren confused and alone once more. Eventually, he traveled to the coast and had just enough money for passage to Europe. He had learned to hate his home and wanted to get as far away from it and the memories it held as possible. The young man arrived in the British Isles alone, with no idea how to speak the language and with few possessions. He quickly adapted and taught himself how to communicate. He tried to learn how to read, but his skills are rudimentary and not proficient. His powers appeared weeks after arriving in Europe, and to his delight he found that they aided him in theft, muggings, and other such things. However, his powers were very hard to control for him at first, and he learned through trail and error. The missions that led to his capture was one involving a noble in his town. He grew overconfident and tried to sneak into the man's well-gaurded home, but when his powers slipped he was revealed and immediately captured.
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Post by anathema on Jun 25, 2017 21:22:53 GMT -5
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Ozeanoa "Noa" face claim: mario maurer Sea ✘ Male ✘ 24 ✘ Homosexual
Magical Specialty: Ability to control water and their bodies, including the sea itself. However, even such an extremity is limited. With larger bodies of water, he can control the tide and the intensity of the waves, as well as being able to (in a sort of telekinetic sense) part and make water rise. Of course it would take a hard and long learning process for him to get this trait fully under control. Alas, the more simpler things like smaller doses of water, can be easily controlled, and can even be pulled from plants and other things that hold moisture or store water, into his hand, or a container of choice. There isn't any guarantee that the water is pure, but it is handy in times of survival.
Appearance: (coloring, hair, facial features, build, common attire, etc)
Personality: (flaws, weaknesses, ambitions, fears, etc) History: Born and raised as part of a tribe that lives on a tiny island not too far from the coast and thrives off of the sea, where magic was nearly unknown since it was kept so hush hush. His parents were born and raised in the tribe, and his father has high expectations to raise him to be a navigator on the sea and on the land among travelers and territories, since their community was known most infamously by their ability to figure out paths and ways by using the stars. During his teenage years, he was taught by his father how to fend for himself and taught to wield a spear, as well as shoot a bow. Until he was allowed out onto the water, Ozeanoa was always one to join hunting parties on land and even spearing fish on the shallow parts of the shore. Anything to help. It seemed to be set in stone when he was just reaching the age to be allowed to get onto the boats and sail with the older men, until Ozeanoa's relationship with the sea and water itself became very unusual and obvious to the tribe-members as well as his parents and even the chief. From there, he was kept under surveillance in secret until it was confirmed that he had some sort of 'black magic' about him when he was found "mysteriously making water levitate by itself as if an anomaly were there to carry it for him". This was observed many times when he would go off on his own and stand in shallow water where he would attempt many times to use his abilities just make sure he wasn't going crazy. He was sent on a boat with escorts to the coast to be arrested and tried for black magic due to the fear of danger to his tribe-mates if he were to be kept on the island, despite his innocently naive use of his newfound abilities.
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