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β· Personality: β³ Chaos Reigns: Thrives in chaotic, violent environments. Kill or be killed is the one rule he lives by. Unruly, even his reactions and personality are unpredictable at best. β³ Hungry: Always in search of food, even if he has to resort to less than pleasant means to acquire it. β³ Wild Child: Having lived more or less as an animal for most of his life, concepts such as adequate shelters, regular bathing and other such βcivilβ acts are completely foreign to him. Take or have taken, he is quick to fight violently for any scrap of food or supplies he sees, as the idea of βsharingβ is completely lost on him.
β· History:
β³Born of an incestuous relationship between two fighting slaves for the entertainment of King Kill 32, Hyena was bred to be a killing machine, a Pit Bull of the fighting domes for the entertainment of other Raiders and King Kill himself. β³He had most of his adult teeth torn out from his skull and replaced with sharpened steel fangs that fit in his mouth in a jagged-tooth grin like a dogβs, allowing him to inflict maximum damage to his enemies and bringing more bloodshed to his fights. Starved- though easy enough to do so given his metabolism- and made to fight for food, he often was allowed to eat his opponents in a famished rage to the cheers of an audience. A fight against Hyena was a death sentence, and he was kept mostly as an entertaining executioner for most of his life, locked away when not being tossed into a barbed-wire dome to kill or be killed, or sicced on to bred with whatever poor soul was sent to be violated by him for King Killβs entertainment. β³It wasn't until King Kill 32 was murdered and 33 came to power did Hyena escape in the confusion, though he is still living on the run from the current radier King, who still seeks out the prizefighter and breed stud for his violent entertainments. β³Though what he is in terms of species is unknown, Hyena either doesn't know himself, or rather wouldn't say. So long as he has access to food and weapons for protection and his freedom, he seems content.
β· Weapons: β³ Bone knife, teeth and claws, brute strength β· Abilities / Skills: β³ Enter the Pit: Bred specifically for fighting larger, stronger opponents for entertainment, Hyena can hold his own against enemies, making him able to take damage without much effect on his stamina. Limit: Still able to be seriously injured or wounded, cannot recover from serious or fatal injury without medical intervention. β³ Cast-Iron Stomach: Can eat whatever he finds- including rotten meat, bone fragments, fabric, anything raw, allows him to get nutrients with what little bit of food he can scrounge about. Limit: Poisoned or drugged items still have negative effect on constitution β³ Tooth and Nail: Between the sharpened steel teeth fitted in immensely powerful jaws and claws that can sprout to tear into even tough flesh, Hyena uses his physical strengths in fights only when trapped or in dire-straits, much preferring to use more traditional- albeit underhanded- means of winning a fight to take down his opponents and escape.
β· Strengths: β³ Snap Trap: Metal fangs allow for Hyena to bite through even the toughest of materials, including rock and bone, making it difficult to keep him locked in one place for very long if one is not equipped to keep a handle on him. β³ Reckless Endangerment: More than willing to fight to the death for even seemingly pointless reasons. In his mind, if he doesnβt kill, he will be the one killed. Cannot be stopped from a fight unless weakened enough to pass out, is sedated in some other way, or killed. β· Weaknesses: β³ Borage flowers: Borage flowers make Hyena weak, disoriented and have a sedative effect on him, though they are rare in this day and age. β³ Wind Chimes: Sound of wind chimes [or any soft musical instrument] can calm Hyena quickly, and distract him from a fighting mood. β· Likes: β³ Fighting β³ Sex β· Dislikes: β³ Bondage/Slavery β³ Fire
β· Name:Honey β· Nicknames or Aliases:Honey has no settled name. St. Vier calls him by any name that strikes his fancy. For the past month itβs been βHoney,β but it could change any time. There is a general trend of calling him by the names of the 12 Christian apostlesβLuke, Lebbaeus, Simon the Zealot, etc. β· Age:Probably late teens/early twenties. After extended time with St. Vier, he doesnβt remember, exactly, just like he canβt remember his name before St. Vier. β· Gender:Cis Male β· Sexuality:Bisexual, though that part of him has been perverted and twisted to the point itβs very hard to tell what a native desire would feel like. Deeply masochistic, but exclusively a top(except for St. Vier, since there is no choice in that case). β· Status:Claimed β· Master (if claimed):St. Vier β· Height:5β8β β· Weight:152 lbs β· Race:Hard to say. Is Native American in appearance, under all the cuts and piercings, or perhaps Mexican. His heritage and the deer-like antlers could suggest that heβs some kind of sacred deer. St. Vier has told him stories about deer; how they are associated with fertility in some cultures; how in some ancient Mexican tribes, the first parents of the human race were originally deer; how deer often play a role in creation mythology, are believed to sacrifice themselves to feed the people, or are considered caretakers of the earth. He has no idea if any of it is true, but he holds on tightly to the idea of himself as sacred as a kind of shield against his capricious Master. β· Class/Occupation: One of St. Vierβs oldest, most trusted slaves. Unlike the Kirs, does not serve as a guard, but is a backup trainer, less practiced, more rote. Most commonly, he fulfills the role of βbreaker,β or is an additional body when itβs necessary to overwhelm a slave. Also performs general wellness checks, seeing if those under St. Vierβs βcareβ are close to breaking, or are being pushed too hard, etc. If St. Vier is being called somewhere he doesnβt wish to go, he usually sends Honey in his place.
β· Scars / Tattoos / Markings / Piercings / Collars:See picture. Has numerous facial and body piercings, changing all the time. Is nearly always bruised and cut in some conspicuous way, but it never seems to be any impediment to his movements. Wears no collar, but does wear a black-beaded rosary St. Vier gave him, which he fiddles with when nervous or stressed.
β· Personality: β³ Robotic In many day-to-day tasksβeating breakfast, walking rounds, performing general dutiesβHoney is mechanical in movement and manner. His face is blank of all expression, eyes unfocused; there is, about him, a general sense that there is not a person in the moving body. He can be called back to full consciousness in any number of ways: St. Vier calling him for any non-routine task; anything unexpected happening in the course of his day; even anything sensory he doesnβt expectβmusic, smells, etc. These intrusions are common enough, but he still spends a large minority (40%?) in this state. β³ Guilty. Honey never says anything to this effect, but he never looks happy in his more extreme duties under St. Vier. He can be witnessed gritting his teeth, holding his breath, sinking fingernails into his armsβany number of negative reactions. Nonetheless, he is always obedient. Maybe this is the source of his masochismβSt. Vier would be pleased with the repentant bent of his thoughts, if he knew. β³ Unlikely comfort. Honey would never intrude on a slaveβs training, but is tasked with the wellness checks for in-progress and held slaves, a job he takes seriously, and in which he is fully present and non-robotic. He is surprisingly sweet in this task, apparently genuine in his inquiries. Not genuine enough to let anyone out, mind, but lovely all the same.
β· History: β³ β³ For most of his young life, Honey hasnβt been at St. Vierβs Haven. Heβs a relatively recent acquisition, having been with St. Vier only five years (nonetheless, he is one of the oldest). Surely a lot happened; surely he had parents and friends. He doesnβt remember any of it. Canβt. Everything before the past four years is a blur to himβpart of St. Vierβs loving attention. He does occasionally wonder if he always was so eager to be hurt; it doesnβt feel like he would have survived this long if that were trueβ¦
β· Weapons: β³Carries a stun baton on him for subduing slaves or protecting himself, while in Haven. Sent outside Haven, he is usually accompanied by a Kir, given a poison tablet to take should he be captured, allowed the same stun baton, and little more. β· Abilities / Skills: β³ Breaker du jour. A recent development, but St. Vier has been training him to serve as an erstwhile dominant and trainer for those slaves St. Vier has decided are beneath his attention. Heβs shown some facility for the brute acts: the tying, dragging, degrading, pressing to the limits of tolerance; beyond; further still. His robotic sensibilities allow him to go as far as St. Vier deems necessary, with semi-precise skill. β³ Impossible to break. Having fallen to St. Vier, there is no one in the world (so far?) that Honey would follow, or respect as dominant to himself. Being deeply masochistic, and likely more than a little suicidal (though not consciously so), no threat of violence or death will faze him. Likely, such a threat would excite him, encourage him. It is a measure of how St. Vier values his abilities that he is generally accompanied by a Kir when outside Haven.
β· Strengths: β³Can and Will Do Anything. There is, probably, no atrocity Honey wouldnβt commit. He has perfected the art of shutting himself off from his actions, and would not flinch from any heinous act. There will be no hesitation before striking the mortal blow, no matter who you are. Befriending him wonβt save you from his whip the next day, if thatβs whatβs on the schedule. β³ Well-Nourished. His position at Haven, whatever else it is, has allowed him to have consistent, daily, good meals three times a day for five years. He is better fed, and thus in many cases stronger, able to last longer, with more energy, than many who live in the wastelands. β· Weaknesses: β³Robotic. He knows how people generally react to St. Vier, to various kinds of training. When people react in ways heβs not expecting, he is unprepared. He can generally figure it out, in some violent, natural way, but there is a shyness, a hesitation to his attempts that some would-be slaves might be able to exploit. Of course, then there is generally St. Vier and the Kirs to deal with. β³ Shut-down Imagination He dreams of nothing outside Haven. Nothing outside it really exists for him. He doesnβt even dream of life outside it. When heβs sent outside Haven, he is eternally lost, reeling and pretending not to be. He relies on the accompanying Kir to guide him. β· Likes: β³ Anesthetic drugs β³ Doing a good job β³ Pain and humiliation β· Dislikes: β³ Engaging on a personal level with anyone, outside of scheduled wellness checks β³ Going outside Haven β³ Too many questions, especially any questions about him
β· Extra / Other:Honeyβs genitals have been altered to be barbed and perform similar to a canineβsβknot and all.
β· Created By:Gold_Star_For_Robot_Boy
Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2017 1:17 pm
β· Name:Lokeah β· Nicknames or Aliases:Lokeah, Loki β· Age:Unknown β· Gender:Male β· Sexuality:Pansexual β· Status:Claimed β· Master (if claimed):St.Vier β· Height:5'8" β· Weight:125 lbs β· Race:Trickster God β· Class/Occupation:Scavenger, Trickster β· Scars / Tattoos / Markings / Piercings / Collars:He wears a collar around his neck with an unknown purpose. Some would believe that he was a former slave but he will usually claim it's to restrict his own power. He has a Norse inspired tattoo on his lower left torso and a tongue piercing.
β· Personality: β³ Trickster/Decieving: His entire life he's been toying with others for his own gain and in such a messy word why would that change> He just likes to watch others get angry over his silly tricks as well. β³ Friendly/Gullible: He's very friendly to others unless he feels threatened, meaning it's fairly easy to deceive him if you seem the least bit kind. β³ Flighty Loyalty: He's loyal to others for the most part but if he's put into a situation where his life is threatened he'll give in to protect himself. In general he'll still give his life for another and fight for them if he cares for them. β³God Complex: He knows he's a god and used to be a powerful one so he think of himself as such. He LOVES praise.
β· History: β³ Before the storm he was a powerful god, though one that had already begun to be forgotten. The culture that worshiped him had slowly dwindled and began to take on beliefs of the cultures around them. He wasn't a hated god like many tricksters and was more revered for his help of others than for the troubles he caused, though the trouble making took part in most of his acts. β³ The only reason he survived the Great Storm was purely out of the fact that he was a deity. He had no place to seek refuge in his weakened state and it was the same reason that same storm took a nasty toll on his body. His powers have since been weakened and the fact that there remains no being that worships him makes that worse. He relies on little praises from others to sustain his power. Companionship is something he seeks, even if only for that aspect. β³ He now scavenges the wastelands in search for various things, food for one because in his weakened state it had become something he needs. He frequents the safety of the Shimmer Rum bar and is known for his petty tricks he preforms for the drunks that instantly praise him for those little acts. The slightest thing excites them you know?
β· Weapons: β³ He primarily just uses his shape shifting and lacks weapons, well unless you count claws or horns from a creature he mimics. β· Abilities / Skills: β³ Shape Shifting: He can change his bodies shape into any creature or piece of a creature he has encounted, whether they currently exist or previously did. Downfall is, the bigger the creature is or the further away from his usual form it is the more physically draining it will be. β³ Float: He can hover a short distance in the air, if he'd like to go higher he just changes into something that can fly. β³ Illusion: He can create vast illusions if the opposing creature has an open mind. Prolonged use of this can be very draining.
β· Strengths: β³ Silver Tongue: He can make most things he says sound completely believable. β³ Slippery: Since he can change on a whim it's very easy for him to sneak away without one having a clue that he strolled right past them. β· Weaknesses: β³ Weak: He's not very physically strong. He relies on his abilities to gain more strength. β³ Exhaustion: Running away in this world causes him to overexert himself often and most times he's running on fumes. One of these days his powers may fail him. β· Likes: β³ Animals, animal like creatures β³ Plants β³ Friendly folk β³ Booze but it makes him silly β³ Sweets β· Dislikes: β³ A lot of pain β³ Disrespect for himself or others β³ The thought of dying
β· Name:Flynn Rackham β· Nicknames or Aliases:Just Flynn β· Age:28 β· Gender:Male β· Sexuality:Pansexual β· Status:Unclaimed β· Master (if claimed):Nope! β· Height:6'2" β· Weight:165 lbs. β· Race:Enhanced Human β· Class/Occupation:Weapon Smith β· Scars / Tattoos / Markings / Piercings / Collars: A engraving of a pirate ship on his left arm (To replace the tattoo he lost), scars around his left eye and scars along his side and chest on the left side.
β· Personality: β³ Friendly: Honestly he's probably once of the nicest people in this messed up world. He'd greet a stranger as if they were a long time friend. He's smart about it though, he'll always be cautious of the others intentions unless he knows them well. β³ Laid Back: He's seriously chill. You could scream at him like Dante and he'd just respond with, "Mmkay, I'll have that for ya next week." β³ Protective: He's very protective of the objects and people he cares about or has grown close to. He'll defend what he cares about with his life. β³ Loyal: If he's sworn his loyalty to you he will never turn against you, despite the ill intentions your cause may be. β³ Nerd: He's the biggest architectural, ship, and weaponry nerd. Be careful not to get him going because he won't stop.
β· History: β³ It all started before the storm when the man was forced to participate on the battlefield of a nasty war. He was ship builder with a hobby of weapons crafting on the side, but the war had grown to the point of drafting. He himself hated fighting... he cared too much for human life. It was that care that caused him to fail to shoot an enemy, it was that care that brought him in the dead zone of a grande that almost took his life. Well to be clear, it should have. β³ He was found half dead among the wreckage of a war torn town and was barely clinging to his life. The man who found him was of a lesser known group on his side of the war, one conducting experimentation to make their men stronger through various means. Without his choosing the operation began. β³ Flynn was more than worse for ware when he was found. He had a piece of steel jammed in his left eye and a good chunk of the left side of his body was blown away or heavily damaged. His body was in shock and he doesn't remember a thing about what they did but only the result. He awoke with a metal arm and leg on his left side, his heart and left lung were replaced with an experimental robotic devices, and his left eye replaced with a highly enhanced robotic one. β³ You'd think this would be an exciting discovery right? No. He woke up in a cracked life support tank after the Great Storm. It turned out that in the middle of his treatment the mysterious event had hit and no one else in the lab had survived the hit. He was confused, scared, and though his body could support his life it was weak and his robotic limbs malfunctioned. β³ He knew little of robotics, but he had many skills in mechanics so over time as his body would grown stronger he'd work on these mechanical parts carefully. He's terrified of what would happen if he had to repair his heart or lung but he studies human anatomy to try and understand what it would take if the need arose. He would scavenge for metals outside the lab but keeping it as his home and refuge. He also searched for food his new body wouldn't reject as it still seemed to need that sustenance. β³When he was strong enough to defend himself he began work on his smithy and weapon workshop. He created it from an old abandoned ship that had mysteriously gotten thrown in the earth destroying events. He's since added wheels and jimmyrigged the motor and makes a living raiding scrap metal and other resources to make weapons he sells. He works on commission unless he's bored and conjures up his own strange creations. One things for sure, they're always of the highest quality!
β· Weapons: β³ A huge battle axe β· Abilities / Skills: β³ Quick Temper: It's a very hidden temper but it's triggered by harming something he cares about or something he created. It feels like his strength has doubled and he'll let himself lose control to take down a treat or enemy. β³ Enhanced Sight: His robotic left eye gives him the ability to see much farther than most creatures and also gives him a high level of percision in his work. β³ Craftsman: He can build a weapon or all sorts of odd contraptions out of almost anything. β³ Electric current: You know how in super hero stories abilities are woken up with shock? Well between his body going into a massive shock and having god knows what done to him he developed a low electric current. All i's really good for is powering his robotic pieces and shocking him.
β· Strengths: β³ Strength: He's pretty muscular and strong. He can take quite the beating before he goes down. The robotic limbs enhance his strength as well. β³ Half Robot: His metal portions are very strong and can withstand some pretty rough attacks without causing him any pain. He can also easily replace some of the parts that break and he's not afraid to add a new robotic limb if it means he'll keep living. β³ β· Weaknesses: β³ Obsession: When he gets going about something he really likes well, he becomes vulnerable. β³ Half Human: He forgets that the human portions of his body are so weak. Though he wear body armor he is incredibly vulnerable in these spots. β³ Failing Heart: His robotic heart is reaching the end of it's lifespan and he knows it. He's been planning for years to solve this but one wrong move and he can be killed by it stopping. β· Likes: β³ Innocence β³ Ships β³ Old well made buildings β³ Weaponry β³ Cats β· Dislikes: β³ People with a poor attitude. (But he deals with it) β³ Destruction of old buildings and ships β³ Other stuff
β· Extra / Other:WIP, I'll add the rest when I figure out what kind of creature he isβ₯ He's also cute has blond hair, goggles, red eyes. I love my boy. β³Owner of a smithy that does custom work and likely supplies Mura some.
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β· Name:Ikuto Keiko β· Nicknames or Aliases:Iku β· Age:Twenty-three β· Gender:male β· Sexuality:homosexual/Uke β· Status:Unclaimed/Escpaped β· Master (if claimed):none yet β· Height:1 meter 68 β· Weight:52 kilos β· Race:Nekomata β· Class/Occupation:Shaman: He is trained in all sorts of herbs and their positive attributes. However he also knows just as much about poisons. β· Scars / Tattoos / Markings / Piercings / Collars:Leather collar of his previous master. He broke off the pendant on it so no one can trace his old owner. He has several scars over his body: One over his right shoulder from a cut caused in a fight he was in and several on his back from whippings in his previous life as a slave.
β· Personality: β³ Reserved: Ikuto has learned in his life to not trust anyone and never get attached. They either betray you or end up using you. β³ Loyal: Though he is very reserved, if you manage to win him over, he will prove to be an extremely loyal companion. But only when he is assured you will never turn against him. β³ Unpredictable: Ikuto can be presumed as unpredictable, especially with people he just met. He stopped trusting others and though he may seem like he will go along with you, at the same time he might be thinking about ways to get rid of you or suddenly lash out. β³ Despite his tough exterior, he can be quite anxious at times depending on the situation. He is not scared easily, but some situations either have bad experiences, bad memories or bad associations stuck to them and effect his mood.
β· History: β³ Born and raised in a forest with several tribes of Nekomata he was trained to be a hunter for his tribe. When his little brother was born, his parents expected him to take care of him as well. This boy became one of the few Ikuto learned to actually care about. β³ Around about his 12th, their tribe was invaded by a rivaling one that lived relatively close by. The settlement was burned to the ground and most members killed in the raid. This was the first time Ikuto learned that you can't trust everyone, as he saw one of their own talking to the rivaling leader after and it became clear they had been sold out. β³ His family killed, Ikuto ended up wandering by himself, thriving on his knowledge of hunting and herbs. However when the nearby world was destroyed and he ended up curious and wandering around, on a less attentive moment he was surprised by a group of men that attacked him and ended up selling him to the highest bidder. This man was his master for years. β³ After enduring abuse and lashes time and time again from the same guy, Ikuto finally decided to throw aside his principle of never killing another but the animals he would eat. He searched for herbs in the ravaged land and succeeded in finding a few highly poisonous mushrooms and plants which he turned into an effective poison. When he, like every night, was ordered to pour his master wine, he added the poison he had concocted to the glass of the man, which killed the man quite quickly and he ran. Once he was far enough, he broke off the pendant of his collar so no one could trace who his master was but decided to keep the collar, as a reminder to the hardship he survived.
β· Weapons: β³ Dagger, bow and poisons. β· Abilities / Skills: β³ CamouflageSlink into the shadows to move around unseen. Similar to stealth, but can't be used in battle and it does not make the caster impervious. They can be hit and collided with normally. Unable to perform any offensive spells or skills. β³ Power of EarthUses the might of earth to knock the target on their back. β³ Dark SlashImbues weapon attack with shadow damage, also works on his claws. β³ Shadow ForceA very powerful attack of black energy, but he can't just use it at will. It happens if he protects something or someone he cares about and it often results in him receiving damage as well because he can't control it (hence why it only triggers in strong emotions.
β· Strengths: π‘ Ikuto, being a demon, is quite strong. He has taught to shoot a bow and fight with a sword since he was 8 years old. It was the whole point that he was to grow up a hunter to help provide for the tribe, up until they came under attack. He is very good at archery and great at sword fighting. He can even wield a dagger if need be. π‘ On the account of being feline, Ikuto is a fast runner, he is very agile and quite trained in catching his fall. π‘ His knowledge if herbs is extensive, due to his parentsβ occupation. He learned to keep herbs apart from another as well as how to use them. Be it for good or bad will. Ikuto knows as much about poisons as he does medicinal herbs. β· Weaknesses: π‘ His ears are an obvious weakness. They are highly sensitive in more than one way. His hearing is one of them. He can hear up to great distances. But that also means loud sounds that wouldnβt directly bother a human, are extremely loud to him. On this his hearing might be one of his greater weaknesses. He is more vulnerable to sound related attacks. Them being pulled are an obvious weakness. There isnβt just bad sensitivity though. Ikuto is also extremely sensitive on his ears for friendly approaches. Pets and scratches on his ears are a pleasure to the nekojin, especially the dent between his ears where they connect to the head, on both sides. Itβs a good way to incapacitate him. π‘ His little brother Jiro is another weakness. Blaming himself for leaving him behind to help fight in the village and then not being there to save his life when he should have been. Even though the causes were beyond his control, he holds himself accountable to this day. Speaking about Jiro in any bad related way or reminding him of that failure in words is a shortcut to pissing the nekojin off. π‘ His tail is another. Again being pulled or anything bad done to it are a give away. But the base of his tail is a whole other story. Being touched there is akin to the start of going intimate, Ikuto is extremely cautious about people touching his tail for that exact reason. Though if he is friendly with someone he is okay with them touching the tip up to halfway of his tail. Any higher is a no go, unless he is in a relationship with someone. π‘ Children are another βweaknessβ of his due to his history. Both his brother and himself had been forced into a rough awakening from what was supposed to be still childlike innocence. Especially his brother, being 8 year old. Ikuto doesnβt wish such to any other child out there and is quick to help a child in need, without considering the consequences for himself. β· Likes: β³ Strawberries β³ Smoking β³ swimming β³ baths β³ Enough space β· Dislikes: β³ being belittled β³ the slave life β³ fish β³ rain
β· Extra / Other:Ikuto is bound to the common rules for his type of demons. One is that if he agrees to a deal he has to uphold his end of the bargain. Another is that if he is given a new name by his master (actively renaming him by saying his new name is and that name is used in the same sentence as an order, he can't disobey it, no matter how badly he wants to. Though he might fight against it (If found out in RP please use wisely, or it might kill all the fun)
β· Name:Ayluin Saelion β· Nicknames or Aliases:None β· Age:hundred-sixty five (looks eighteen) β· Gender:Male β· Sexuality:Homosexual β· Status:Unclaimed/Free β· Master (if claimed):None β· Height:165cm β· Weight:40 kilos (lightweight cause of his race) β· Race:Moon Elf β· Class/Occupation:Wanderer/Goldsmith/Engineer β· Scars / Tattoos / Markings / Piercings / Collars:Permanent Tribal marking on his forehead which pegs him as a mage and Prince of his country.
β· Personality: β³ Loyal to those he considers worthy of his loyalty, like friends he makes along the way. β³ Friendly to those that treat him kindly, or haven't mistreated him yet. β³ Honest almost to a fault, though he may lie for the better good. β³ Diligent with tasks he performs as he travels around. Filling requests is his way of earning money to keep traveling. β³ Curious like any young man would be. Only he has a lot more sense than a human would have. He has more experience. β³ Wants to learn, specifically interested in how engines and other machinery work. Already quite learned in automation. His skill in jewelcrafting could well be useful for him in wanting to learn more of this.
β· History: β³ Born in the city Saela, third son of the Royal family. As third in line, Ayluin has no real claim to the throne, unless both his brothers would come to pass. Since this is very unlikely, he has been raised privileged yet modest. β³ As 'school' going child he is mostly home tutored, until he reached the age of 8. As of this age, he was given a choice as to what he wanted to become. For him this was an easy decision. As all elves are born with strong magic potential, he chose the road of the mage. Wanting to bolster and train his full potential to become one of the army's casters. β³ As he grew older he also went around by himself in the kingdom a lot. On many of these outings he would run into the same bard on regular intervals. The man always had amazing stories to tell and over the years this grew an insatiable lust for travel and wandering in the young elf. At the age of 12 he decided to follow the same road as the Bard did: Go wherever he so pleased, where the road takes him. β³ It was on his travels that Ayluin came upon a sort of portal. After testing if it was safe to pass through, by throwing a rock..., the elf climbed through himself and started to explore the new areas, using his earth magic to help with food. It has been a while now.
β· Weapons: β³ His magic (limited in offense but aptitude for learning) β· Abilities / Skills: β³ Growth: Can grow plants from seeds. The bigger the plant, the more energy it takes. Not skilled enough to grow trees yet, this would exhaust him terribly, he tends to stick to small berry bushes. β³ Shield: Ayluin can conjure a shield around himself to protect from attacks. It is possible for him to shield more people than one, but the more people the more tiring it becomes. β³ acute energy sense: Can sense people's energy pattern by analyzing the energy they left behind in living nature. (Trees, plants, sand etc. Only works if he has time for it) this basically tells him if they are positive or negative charged. This doesn't work with animals as those have an energy pattern of their own. He wouldn't be able to tell them apart. Especially sensitive to trees. His people sing to them to create houses and other 'buildings' β³ Jewelcrafting. He is skillful at crafting pieces from ore or stones. It used to be one of his obligated studies, but he kept at it since he enjoyed it and became very capable of making beautiful pieces. β³ Engineering. Over his many years he has added engineering to his strong skills. Next to jewelcrafting this serves him well as he lives in this wasteland. He can create machinations with enough scrap metal, his skill in jewelcrafting allows him to make his own parts from almost any metal. β³ Singing. He is very good at it as he learned it from a very young age on, since singing is a large part of their culture, traditions and to just entertain themselves or others. He is to inexperienced to make large buildings however.
β· Strengths: β³ Strong protective magic he can use on himself and/or others. β³ Able to make amazing crafts of ore and jewels to sell or trade, as long as he has the tools to do it. β³ Can grow his own food if he has the seeds. β³ He is quite intelligent and keen. He won't be easily fooled. And has Survival Skills. (Fishing, finding the right herbs, making fire, he can even grill the fish) β³ Agile. (Fleet of feet, good at climbing) β· Weaknesses: β³ He can't hunt (though he can fish if he has a rod) so has to live off berries and other small things he can grow with seeds, unless he meets a kind person willing to share or trade meat. β³ Since he has trained on magic heavily, he is not really strong in melee combat, if at all able. He has to rely on his protective skill and running speed. β³ Very unknown with this area, so no clue where to go, where to find water, where to find cities or towns etc. β· Likes: β³ Learning about engineering. β³ Steam powered machinery β³ Singing β³ Swimming β³ Sweet fruits β· Dislikes: β³ Rain β³ Lack of nature β³ Rice based dishes β³ Being Belittled for his looks He may look eighteen but he is much older. β³ Feeling Lonely
β· Extra / Other:Since this is a guild where the RP decides the path, I know stuff can happen. Yes Ayluin could be claimed if someone decides they want them, but no losing limbs and no death.
