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<|description|>Stargaze Pronouns: She, Her Playbook: The Orphan Colour: White Look: (Either describe how your dragon appears or put a picture.) Stats: (Adding +1 to Courage) Charm: 0 Courage: +2 Cunning: -1 Virtue: Empathy House & Obligation: As an Orphan, you have no House and no obligation to one. Instead, cho...
<|message|>Stargaze Stargaze could only listen as Fellwing asked Echo her numerous questions, and Shieldwing had introduced themselves as her clutchmates. She added onto his introduction happily for a moment, remembering she wanted to introduce them to Echo, "Yeah, they're my friends!" Her tail wagged happily, but not ...
<|description|>Shieldwing, the Warrior of House Brynback Pronouns: He/Him Playbook: The Warrior Colour: Imperial Red/Scarlet Look: Primarily a vibrant red color, with a pale yellow underbelly from jaw to tip of the tail, same color under the wings. Piercing green eyes with a black iris and red claws. Two white horns...
<|message|>Shieldwing, the Warrior of Shieldwing had spent much of the trip concentrating on his gliding. It wasn't difficult to figure out that this older dragon that had been assigned to lead his clutch didn't like being in charge of them. Even though this "Garrock" wasn't a member of House Brynback, he knew that thi...
<|description|>Sebastien Tomas "Let's get one thing straight. I am not your stepping stone; you're mine." --- MAIN PROFILE Age: 24 Gender: Male Birthplace: Stow-on-Side Appearance Information: Sebastien is someone of roughly average height at 5' 11", with broad shoulders and a muscular frame. He tends to dress p...
<|message|>Sebastien Tomas It wasn't often that Sebastien found himself watching a fight or a battle purely for the entertainment value. Whether it was during his brief career as a boxer or his newer endeavour as a trainer, the only time he ever really watched someone else fight was when he was doing research on an opp...
<|description|>Alan Cross "Come on, show me whatcha got!" Age: 16, almost 17 Status: 2nd year student at the Knights' Academy Personality: Alan is pretty extroverted. He's not afraid to solicit strangers for conversation and loves getting people to laugh or smile. He'll often gas people up as a "sincere joke", and i...
<|message|>Alan Cross Alan Cross & Lillian Valecourt Deep breaths. A pair of wooden swords. It was just a practice battle with pretty much zero stakes, but it got Alan's heart racing anyway. He must have a wire crossed somewhere, because it seems to happen every time. It wasn't quite excitement, nor fear. It didn't fe...
<|description|>Lillian Valecourt Faceclaim: Quote: If you have any sense at all, I suggest you get out of our way! Age: 17 Status: Third Year Student at the Academy Appearance: Lillian stands at exactly six feet tall. She's used to being the tallest woman in the room at any given time. She has perfect posture, som...
<|message|>Lillian Valecourt After her sparring session with Allan that was a lot more challenging than she expected for a simple practice session, Lillian was all warmed up. Professor Drachen gave the morning announcements, and then they were all split off into groups. The third years were all sent to the lake for moc...
<|description|>Calliope Voland "Are you ready to make history?" Age: 16 Status: 2nd year student at the Knights' Academy Personality: If Calliope could be described in one word, it would be theatrical. Growing up in a family of performers has given her a flair for the dramatic. As such, she's loud and peppy, moving ...
<|message|>Calliope Voland Eyes shining, Calliope eagerly awaited the command. What would the students' heroic deed ahead be? Drive away mischievous ghosts? Rescue a missing Pokemon? When Kaizer announced the second years' task, her expression fell. "Wait... what?" She stood stunned, her peers' footsteps drowning out ...
<|description|>Isaac Storm Age: 22 years old Appearance: Isaac is 6' tall and a wiry but muscular-tone 155lbs. He has bright blue eyes, messy blonde hair, a boyish face and a bright smile. Out on the road, you will usually find him wearing a plain tee shirt, maybe some combat armour strapped over, combat pants and har...
<|message|>Isaac Storm The alarm in the distance woke him easily. One of his blue eyes peeked open. One hand fished under his blanket and switched off the hand-radio by his side so he could listen for a moment. It sounded like trouble at the raider town. Maybe they were being attacked. Perhaps it just some wasteland cr...
<|description|>Isaac Storm Age: 22 years old Appearance: Isaac is 6' tall and a wiry but muscular-tone 155lbs. He has bright blue eyes, messy blonde hair, a boyish face and a bright smile. Out on the road, you will usually find him wearing a plain tee shirt, maybe some combat armour strapped over, combat pants and har...
<|message|>Isaac Storm "I've lived in the raider base for thirteen years and just.. I can't do it anymore. I refuse to do it. So I left..." Isaac kept his gaze on the outside, mostly because he didn't want her to see the pity in his eyes. He couldn't imagine what she'd been through, all these years. Raider's weren't kn...
<|description|>Isaac Storm Age: 22 years old Appearance: Isaac is 6' tall and a wiry but muscular-tone 155lbs. He has bright blue eyes, messy blonde hair, a boyish face and a bright smile. Out on the road, you will usually find him wearing a plain tee shirt, maybe some combat armour strapped over, combat pants and har...
<|message|>Isaac Storm Pistol Pete was chewing slowly on his chewing tobacco as he watched the young woman approaching the front gate. Paul, the other gate guard on duty, was stood statue-like. Pete was the superior officer on duty, Paul would let him do the talking. When the woman got closer, he could see that she was...
<|description|>Isaac Storm Age: 22 years old Appearance: Isaac is 6' tall and a wiry but muscular-tone 155lbs. He has bright blue eyes, messy blonde hair, a boyish face and a bright smile. Out on the road, you will usually find him wearing a plain tee shirt, maybe some combat armour strapped over, combat pants and har...
<|message|>Isaac Storm Isaac jolted awake, looking up at the sun. It was pretty high in the sky, and a little more west than he would've liked. "Shit, what time is it?" he asked himself as he twisted his wristwatch back the correct way around and read it. "Shit." He'd meant to nap for an hour or two of the morning, ju...
<|description|>Isaac Storm Age: 22 years old Appearance: Isaac is 6' tall and a wiry but muscular-tone 155lbs. He has bright blue eyes, messy blonde hair, a boyish face and a bright smile. Out on the road, you will usually find him wearing a plain tee shirt, maybe some combat armour strapped over, combat pants and har...
<|message|>Isaac Storm Isaac nodded his understanding at her words. It was a fair decision. He himself had never wanted to visit Vault 118, since he and his mother had left. Circumstances may be different between the two young adults at the table, but the sentiment was the same: There was only bad news, if any, waiting...
<|description|>Isaac Storm Age: 22 years old Appearance: Isaac is 6' tall and a wiry but muscular-tone 155lbs. He has bright blue eyes, messy blonde hair, a boyish face and a bright smile. Out on the road, you will usually find him wearing a plain tee shirt, maybe some combat armour strapped over, combat pants and har...
<|message|>Isaac Storm "I'm fine. I'm doing okay. Wanted to make that man taste his own balls..." Isaac threw his head back and laughed. "...but that's pretty average for me." He went in front of her, walking backwards as he playfully pointed at his companion. "True. You are indeed a spicy one." He found that he was ...
<|description|>Isaac Storm Age: 22 years old Appearance: Isaac is 6' tall and a wiry but muscular-tone 155lbs. He has bright blue eyes, messy blonde hair, a boyish face and a bright smile. Out on the road, you will usually find him wearing a plain tee shirt, maybe some combat armour strapped over, combat pants and har...
<|message|>Isaac Storm He followed Zara as she easily followed the trail. In all honesty, Isaac had taken one look at the mess of animal tracks and knew he it would, at best, take him ages to decipher them. At worst, he'd be stuck having to follow each and every lead that came from the mess and just hope for the best. ...
<|description|>Isaac Storm Age: 22 years old Appearance: Isaac is 6' tall and a wiry but muscular-tone 155lbs. He has bright blue eyes, messy blonde hair, a boyish face and a bright smile. Out on the road, you will usually find him wearing a plain tee shirt, maybe some combat armour strapped over, combat pants and har...
<|message|>Isaac Storm At Zara's report of the goods in the cave, Isaac commented, "Score." He checked both ways for danger before walking into the cave to stand beside her at look at the teddy bear. "Cute. Yeah, see what you can do with it." He appraised the knives they'd acquired, testing the grips and looking down ...
<|description|>Isaac Storm Age: 22 years old Appearance: Isaac is 6' tall and a wiry but muscular-tone 155lbs. He has bright blue eyes, messy blonde hair, a boyish face and a bright smile. Out on the road, you will usually find him wearing a plain tee shirt, maybe some combat armour strapped over, combat pants and har...
<|message|>Isaac Storm "A pleasure gentlemen," was Isaac's farewell as he and Zara left the office and rolled out of town. "Nice work, Zara. You cut the time on that job in half with those tracking skills of yours." "A job well done. Do you think we will actually make it there by dark?" Zara inquired. "Nah," was the ...
<|description|>Zara Singh Age: 21 years old Appearance: Zara is 5'2 tall with a slender, almost malnourished frame at 98lbs. Her eyes were a vivid emerald green, hinting a brown around the iris, shoulder length light brunette hair, and naturally ruby red lips. Her outfit begins fairly simple, with a tattered white tan...
<|message|>Zara Singh Zara picked up the locket, rubbing it off on her tank top. Her eyes moved up to meet his for a moment. She sheepishly put it in one of her pockets before returning to him, unpausing their current task of escaping. 'At least he didn't leave me for dead.' Her thoughts spoke to her. After their runn...
<|description|>Zara Singh Age: 21 years old Appearance: Zara is 5'2 tall with a slender, almost malnourished frame at 98lbs. Her eyes were a vivid emerald green, hinting a brown around the iris, shoulder length light brunette hair, and naturally ruby red lips. Her outfit begins fairly simple, with a tattered white tan...
<|message|>Zara Singh Zara didn't like the look that flashed across his features when she spoke of knowing secrets about the Diamond Backs. It made her feel dirty. Like when the raiders would use her to gain the trust of others. She shivered against the chill that went down her spine. She hated feeling used, she hated ...
<|description|>Zara Singh Age: 21 years old Appearance: Zara is 5'2 tall with a slender, almost malnourished frame at 98lbs. Her eyes were a vivid emerald green, hinting a brown around the iris, shoulder length light brunette hair, and naturally ruby red lips. Her outfit begins fairly simple, with a tattered white tan...
<|message|>Zara Singh Zara managed to get behind a wall as he was spotted during his escape. It was dark enough that she wasn't easily spotted. If one had focused in her direction though, they would have seen movement in the night. She hugged the wall as the grenade exploded, lighting up the area with a quick flash. "P...
<|description|>Zara Singh Age: 21 years old Appearance: Zara is 5'2 tall with a slender, almost malnourished frame at 98lbs. Her eyes were a vivid emerald green, hinting a brown around the iris, shoulder length light brunette hair, and naturally ruby red lips. Her outfit begins fairly simple, with a tattered white tan...
<|message|>Zara Singh Zara walked next to him as he handed over the belt and some ammo, staring at it almost confused. Shot a gun? No, of course not. She had been a slave since she could brush her own hair. Why would they have given her, or even trained her how to fire a gun? That would be giving her a way to defend he...
<|description|>Juniper Thunderbee Age: Teen Gender: Female Magic: As an earth-aligned fairy, Juniper is able to manipulate plant life and make plants grow, including those with harmful or helpful properties. Appearance: Juniper is of normal height but is quite lithe, giving her an air of fragility. She has a light...
<|message|>Juniper Thunderbee Feydellia Palace -> Lumina Forest Prince Sky immediately took to Juniper's plan, and her eyes brightened at the young monarch taking her suggestion into actual consideration. In fact, he swiftly left to go set up preparations. Juniper nervously fluttered closer to Surge, half expecting to...
<|description|>Juniper Thunderbee Age: Teen Gender: Female Magic: As an earth-aligned fairy, Juniper is able to manipulate plant life and make plants grow, including those with harmful or helpful properties. Appearance: Juniper is of normal height but is quite lithe, giving her an air of fragility. She has a light...
<|message|>Juniper Thunderbee Lumina Forest - Mrs. Greypetal's House Juniper turned as the ice fairy asked what her relationship with Mrs. Greypetal was. "She used to be the school principal," Juniper chirped back, smiling. "She didn't teach me most of the time, but she was the most experienced earth fairy at school u...
<|description|>Sonset Pepperoot, nicknamed Sonny. Age: Young Adult Gender: Male Magic: Fire magic, he can conjure it from his body and make it take the form of objects and animals. He can even make it take the shape of another fairy. It is obviously a mass of fire but he can make them move around like they are normal...
<|message|>Sonset Pepperoot, nicknamed Sonny. At the Feydellia Palace Shortly after arriving, Sonny's hand was kissed by some blond fairy guy. It was kind of weird. But he wasn't one to judge weird people's actions. The guy began to go on some kind of spiel first introducing himself as something Sky, and that people w...
<|description|>Surge Persimmon Thunderbee Age: Adult Gender: Male Magic: Electric (Thunder/Lighting) Somewhere back in Surge's family line an Air and Light fairy pairing produced a new magical variant, Electrical powers. As such, Surge is able to produce sparks, and minor arcs of electricity (including taser-like eff...
<|message|>Surge Persimmon Thunderbee Someone told Surge they doubted the food and drink were involved. Surge nodded softly, it had only been a passing thought anyways. He turned his head to listen to the other fairies. The prince seemed to be capable of going between distress, blaming, and flirting in no time flat, ...
<|description|>Fanilly Danbalion * Age: 16 * Gender: Female * Race: Human * Appearance: Light skintone, with blonde hair and blue-purple eyes. She is a petite girl at only around 154 cm. Beneath the armor, Fanilly's body is rather slender and lightly-built. The armor, official combat wear of the Knight-Captain, is silv...
<|message|>Fanilly Danbalion Her eyes shut, her hands clasped in prayer, Fanilly only just noticed the presence of someone else in the shrine. Of course, there was no reason someone else couldn't enter. The shrine was meant for the use of all the Knights. It just so happened that she was the one kneeling in prayer now....
<|description|>Fanilly Danbalion * Age: 16 * Gender: Female * Race: Human * Appearance: Light skintone, with blonde hair and blue-purple eyes. She is a petite girl at only around 154 cm. Beneath the armor, Fanilly's body is rather slender and lightly-built. The armor, official combat wear of the Knight-Captain, is silv...
<|message|>Fanilly Danbalion "Mmm?!" Out of everything that Fanilly had been expecting, suddenly being fed a small sweet pastry was not on the list. It didn't make any sense to her at all, even if she couldn't exactly say it was unwelcome. In the first place she didn't know why one of her knights even wanted to speak ...
<|description|>Fanilly Danbalion * Age: 16 * Gender: Female * Race: Human * Appearance: Light skintone, with blonde hair and blue-purple eyes. She is a petite girl at only around 154 cm. Beneath the armor, Fanilly's body is rather slender and lightly-built. The armor, official combat wear of the Knight-Captain, is silv...
<|message|>Fanilly Danbalion The young man, a royal courier dressed in fine gold and purple, practically jumped with delight at someone finally approaching him. "I was expecting the Knight-Captain," he began, "but I'm sure a loyal knight can pass this message on to her!" It seemed he was overjoyed to finally be able ...
<|description|>Paladin Tyaethe Radistirin, First and Youngest of the Knights. * Age: 238 * Gender: Female * Race: Human (Vampire) * Appearance: Average knight for scale: For obvious reasons, she doesn't exactly fight like this: It's not even that much taller: Standing over six feet tall, it definitely doesn't match...
<|message|>Paladin Tyaethe Radistirin, First and Youngest of the Knights. At least he'd stopped. But... why was he so confused? It was a relatively simple question, there was no need to be confused about it all... for a second, the vampire stood at the courtyard door, looking equally confused about the whole situation,...
<|description|>Paladin Tyaethe Radistirin, First and Youngest of the Knights. * Age: 238 * Gender: Female * Race: Human (Vampire) * Appearance: Average knight for scale: For obvious reasons, she doesn't exactly fight like this: It's not even that much taller: Standing over six feet tall, it definitely doesn't match...
<|message|>Paladin Tyaethe Radistirin, First and Youngest of the Knights. "I... you... that's..." the elf replied, struggling for words for some reason... although from the embarrassed look on their face, that was more to do with Cecilia's flirtatious comment than hero worship. "My name is Ithainne," said the spider l...
<|description|>Paladin Tyaethe Radistirin, First and Youngest of the Knights. * Age: 238 * Gender: Female * Race: Human (Vampire) * Appearance: Average knight for scale: For obvious reasons, she doesn't exactly fight like this: It's not even that much taller: Standing over six feet tall, it definitely doesn't match...
<|message|>Paladin Tyaethe Radistirin, First and Youngest of the Knights. "There's not much call for dancing on the road," Lilia mumbled, doing a remarkably good job of following despite her seeming lack of knowledge--although, for how fast she could clearly move, each step was notably shaky, the tall girl obviously fo...
<|description|>Paladin Tyaethe Radistirin, First and Youngest of the Knights. * Age: 238 * Gender: Female * Race: Human (Vampire) * Appearance: Average knight for scale: For obvious reasons, she doesn't exactly fight like this: It's not even that much taller: Standing over six feet tall, it definitely doesn't match...
<|message|>Paladin Tyaethe Radistirin, First and Youngest of the Knights. "No, he really shouldn't have died," Velbrance concurred, a note of sympathy injected into the young man's voice, "My good captain, you must take better care of your senior staff. Dame Tyaethe may be impervious to harm, but the other knights are ...
<|description|>Paladin Tyaethe Radistirin, First and Youngest of the Knights. * Age: 238 * Gender: Female * Race: Human (Vampire) * Appearance: Average knight for scale: For obvious reasons, she doesn't exactly fight like this: It's not even that much taller: Standing over six feet tall, it definitely doesn't match...
<|message|>Paladin Tyaethe Radistirin, First and Youngest of the Knights. Over at the Tomb Those descending into the mausoleum swiftly found the space opening up once more, the clean marble surrounding them surprisingly well-lit by runic enchantments that flared to life on their entry. Alcoves lined the walls, flush w...
<|description|>Katerina Valentina Age: 25 Gender: Female Race: Half-Elf Appearance: Standing at 5'11.5" with an athletic build to her, Katerina looks the part of a well-kept knight when in casual attire. Sporting dark viridian hair that reaches down to her mid back, she usually keeps at least part of it braided ...
<|message|>Katerina Valentina Katerina spotted something out in the middle of the road -- a man, his blood nearly bursting as he barely limped to his side weakly. She looked over him, the old fellow barely seeming to keep it together, blood bursting from his stomach, and a crimson, enfeebled hand which had long been co...
<|description|>Katerina Valentina Age: 25 Gender: Female Race: Half-Elf Appearance: Standing at 5'11.5" with an athletic build to her, Katerina looks the part of a well-kept knight when in casual attire. Sporting dark viridian hair that reaches down to her mid back, she usually keeps at least part of it braided ...
<|message|>Katerina Valentina The mystifying and horrifying scenes all at once which were the sight of the bandit slaughter before Katerina gave her an odd reminiscence. She was primarily trained in life magic - healing - and that, as she had come to expect was the bulk of her duties. For all love of life and liberty t...
<|description|>Katerina Valentina Age: 25 Gender: Female Race: Half-Elf Appearance: Standing at 5'11.5" with an athletic build to her, Katerina looks the part of a well-kept knight when in casual attire. Sporting dark viridian hair that reaches down to her mid back, she usually keeps at least part of it braided ...
<|message|>Katerina Valentina She stood over the finale of this escapade with a hunch -- it was the best her posture would do, for every time she attempted a straighter posture did Katerina feel as though there was somehow a more supermassive weight thrust unto her body. The beast, seared and incinerated its brown feat...
<|description|>Lucas Storm * Age: 17 years old * Gender: Male * Race: Human * Appearance: Standing 5' 11" and a sleek 155 lbs, Lucas carries himself with the graceful posture of both an athlete and an artist. His smile is polite and unassuming, his eyes are bright and steel-coloured, and his hair is as white as snow. *...
<|message|>Lucas Storm This is it, he thought to himself. This is what I've been training for. The current situation sat strangely surreal in Sir Storm's mind. Even the fact he was a 'Sir' was an odd thing in of itself. But here he was, amidst a band of more than two hundred knights, about to fight it out to the death...
<|description|>Lucas Storm * Age: 17 years old * Gender: Male * Race: Human * Appearance: Standing 5' 11" and a sleek 155 lbs, Lucas carries himself with the graceful posture of both an athlete and an artist. His smile is polite and unassuming, his eyes are bright and steel-coloured, and his hair is as white as snow. *...
<|message|>Lucas Storm Lucas was not so full of anticipation that he couldn't enjoy the interplay between his comrades. The cocky back'n'forths, wagers placed, colourful displays of magic and harsh reprimands. Such a vibrant cast of personalities reminded him of his family. It was nice. Just as Lucas was reflecting on ...
<|description|>Lucas Storm * Age: 17 years old * Gender: Male * Race: Human * Appearance: Standing 5' 11" and a sleek 155 lbs, Lucas carries himself with the graceful posture of both an athlete and an artist. His smile is polite and unassuming, his eyes are bright and steel-coloured, and his hair is as white as snow. *...
<|message|>Lucas Storm The whole time, Lucas hadn't once looked up. He'd not considered the possibility of an aerial ambush. On the training yard, he'd been shouted at more than once for jumping too much (or jumping at all,) often trying to incorporate his acrobatic prowess into both attack and defence. Being in the ai...
<|description|>Lucas Storm * Age: 17 years old * Gender: Male * Race: Human * Appearance: Standing 5' 11" and a sleek 155 lbs, Lucas carries himself with the graceful posture of both an athlete and an artist. His smile is polite and unassuming, his eyes are bright and steel-coloured, and his hair is as white as snow. *...
<|message|>Lucas Storm As if it wasn't embarrassing enough that Lucas had briefly found himself appraising the physical appearance of his comrade, whilst on the battlefield of all places, Cecilia made it ten times worse by calling him out. "!" How on earth she'd noticed his inappropriacy in the darkened forest was be...
<|description|>Lucas Storm * Age: 17 years old * Gender: Male * Race: Human * Appearance: Standing 5' 11" and a sleek 155 lbs, Lucas carries himself with the graceful posture of both an athlete and an artist. His smile is polite and unassuming, his eyes are bright and steel-coloured, and his hair is as white as snow. *...
<|message|>Lucas Storm Lucas stood at the gaps of the palisade walls, waving the emancipated innocents urgently past himself. "Come on!" Some of them weren't exactly in the best shape to keep up with a brisk pace, but it was hard not to be impatient, for here he was alone, feeling completely and utterly responsible ove...
<|description|>Lucas Storm * Age: 17 years old * Gender: Male * Race: Human * Appearance: Standing 5' 11" and a sleek 155 lbs, Lucas carries himself with the graceful posture of both an athlete and an artist. His smile is polite and unassuming, his eyes are bright and steel-coloured, and his hair is as white as snow. *...
<|message|>Lucas Storm The sight of each and every rescued prisoner who split off from the Iron Rose column - freedom in hand and opportunity to start anew or return to what they'd been snatched from... the sight of Fionn and Gerard, each and every time, holding up the gargantuan sword of Jeremiah - a symbol of triumph...
<|description|>Lucas Storm * Age: 17 years old * Gender: Male * Race: Human * Appearance: Standing 5' 11" and a sleek 155 lbs, Lucas carries himself with the graceful posture of both an athlete and an artist. His smile is polite and unassuming, his eyes are bright and steel-coloured, and his hair is as white as snow. *...
<|message|>Lucas Storm Lucas was like a well-oiled machine - head down and spoon shovelling - as he devoured the last of the pottage. It still amazed him, just how tasty something so simple could be. Like the grand gates and entrance of castle Candaeln; it would never get old. As the food in the bowl disappeared and th...
<|description|>Lucas Storm * Age: 17 years old * Gender: Male * Race: Human * Appearance: Standing 5' 11" and a sleek 155 lbs, Lucas carries himself with the graceful posture of both an athlete and an artist. His smile is polite and unassuming, his eyes are bright and steel-coloured, and his hair is as white as snow. *...
<|message|>Lucas Storm Not sure? Well, that answer did fall into the disappointment category, but at least there was a chance that his idea had limited the griffin's mobility enough that such a killing blow could be landed. A man can dream, eh. Serenity. One of Gerard's sparring buddies. She was a ferocious fighter. E...
<|description|>Lucas Storm * Age: 17 years old * Gender: Male * Race: Human * Appearance: Standing 5' 11" and a sleek 155 lbs, Lucas carries himself with the graceful posture of both an athlete and an artist. His smile is polite and unassuming, his eyes are bright and steel-coloured, and his hair is as white as snow. *...
<|message|>Lucas Storm Lucas gave Fleuri a dead stare for a moment. The Iron Roses hadn't been back long and already Fleuri wanted to train. It was admirable, for sure... admirable from afar. The younger knight was exhausted both physically and mentally from the slog of his first mission, no matter how relatively smoot...
<|description|>Lucas Storm * Age: 17 years old * Gender: Male * Race: Human * Appearance: Standing 5' 11" and a sleek 155 lbs, Lucas carries himself with the graceful posture of both an athlete and an artist. His smile is polite and unassuming, his eyes are bright and steel-coloured, and his hair is as white as snow. *...
<|message|>Lucas Storm "My blood-kin all bit it while I was still on The Keening, so I'm stuck here with nothing to do but sit in this taudis and spit it with a bunch of these whoresons, heh." It wasn't a very nice feeling to hear that Lein had lost his family too, but his nonchalant tone when speaking on it - togethe...
<|description|>Gerard Segremors Age: 21 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: A man hammered into the shape of violence. Gerard stands at roughly average height for a warrior, somewhere in the nebulous range between 5'10 and 5'11, and upon his well-trained frame he wears the battlefields his amber-colored eyes have ...
<|message|>Gerard Segremors "Speed, Gerard... C'mon, speed!" For all his worries of unfamiliarity with the city laid before him, Sagramore found that eager strides made short work of the directions given, even in spite of a walk's slower pace. The sun had only just passed its zenith when he'd set forth from the outer ...
<|description|>Gerard Segremors Age: 21 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: A man hammered into the shape of violence. Gerard stands at roughly average height for a warrior, somewhere in the nebulous range between 5'10 and 5'11, and upon his well-trained frame he wears the battlefields his amber-colored eyes have ...
<|message|>Gerard Segremors Two shrieked, one sighed, and the last subtly suppressed a wince as the excitement reached his ears, and shredded his moment of commoner's wonder at the upper crust. As grating as the noise could have been, he did in part have reason to thank the pair— would have been rude to gawk. His mothe...
<|description|>Gerard Segremors Age: 21 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: A man hammered into the shape of violence. Gerard stands at roughly average height for a warrior, somewhere in the nebulous range between 5'10 and 5'11, and upon his well-trained frame he wears the battlefields his amber-colored eyes have ...
<|message|>Gerard Segremors The front lines of any mercenary corps were a hellish, chaotic mess. They engulfed you in a storm's eye, surrounding your every sense with a tumultuous flood of stimuli. To survive long in such a hellish quagmire day in and day out required skill and instinct in equal measure— No amount of p...
<|description|>Serenity Arcedeen 17 y/o | Female | Human Personality Serenity is fiercely independent, a young woman who wishes to handle everything relating to herself by herself. Whether it knightly tasks or menial tasks, whether it be sharpening her weapons or washing her clothes, Serenity keeps her work to hersel...
<|message|>Serenity Arcedeen They had dove it from above, and didn't even have the good sense to stab it? Lucas, she could understand, if only in the way that any immature buffoon could be expected to bungle about. But Fleuri? Had the Flower of the North seriously been infected by the younger knight's madness? Had the...
<|description|>Serenity Arcedeen 17 y/o | Female | Human Personality Serenity is fiercely independent, a young woman who wishes to handle everything relating to herself by herself. Whether it knightly tasks or menial tasks, whether it be sharpening her weapons or washing her clothes, Serenity keeps her work to hersel...
<|message|>Serenity Arcedeen And so the flames came, bathing her world a bright crimson, a brighter orange, and finally, plunging it all in relative darkness, leaving nothing behind but a strange, almost comforting warmth and the certainty that she would have to restitch the charred cloth that her ribbons had become. ...
<|description|>Serenity Arcedeen 17 y/o | Female | Human Personality Serenity is fiercely independent, a young woman who wishes to handle everything relating to herself by herself. Whether it knightly tasks or menial tasks, whether it be sharpening her weapons or washing her clothes, Serenity keeps her work to hersel...
<|message|>Serenity Arcedeen Farewells spoken, Serenity finished off the rest of her work in the forge, tapering the point of her spearhead before going over each individual piece of armor one by one, fixing up dents and scratches, polishing it all until it shown, and re-linking what portions of her chainmail needed re...
<|description|>Serenity Arcedeen 17 y/o | Female | Human Personality Serenity is fiercely independent, a young woman who wishes to handle everything relating to herself by herself. Whether it knightly tasks or menial tasks, whether it be sharpening her weapons or washing her clothes, Serenity keeps her work to hersel...
<|message|>Serenity Arcedeen "Sprints?" A smile graced her lips as Serenity's eyes lead to Gerard's dirt-stained boots. Worn and scuffed up, even more so than before, and in truth, the rest of his attire managed to be in even worse shape, the tears in the seams along the joints making him appear quite...unseemly. "Yo...
<|description|>Serenity Arcedeen 17 y/o | Female | Human Personality Serenity is fiercely independent, a young woman who wishes to handle everything relating to herself by herself. Whether it knightly tasks or menial tasks, whether it be sharpening her weapons or washing her clothes, Serenity keeps her work to hersel...
<|message|>Serenity Arcedeen On a battlefield, it was courage and a steadfast advance that defined a knight, unbowed as they were by adversity and multiplicity. In a ballroom though, surrounded by those of high society, their armaments removed and their status as protectors of the realm granted to Royal Guards instead...
<|description|>Serenity Arcedeen 17 y/o | Female | Human Personality Serenity is fiercely independent, a young woman who wishes to handle everything relating to herself by herself. Whether it knightly tasks or menial tasks, whether it be sharpening her weapons or washing her clothes, Serenity keeps her work to hersel...
<|message|>Serenity Arcedeen "The night has yet to descend," Serenity replied, gazing out reddening skies. "And none have imbibed so deeply of the libations available that they've the gall yet to approach while your charge is present." Regardless of what any lesser nobles thought, after all, the very fact that a membe...
<|description|>Serenity Arcedeen 17 y/o | Female | Human Personality Serenity is fiercely independent, a young woman who wishes to handle everything relating to herself by herself. Whether it knightly tasks or menial tasks, whether it be sharpening her weapons or washing her clothes, Serenity keeps her work to hersel...
<|message|>Serenity Arcedeen Enough did, but to be a noble was to bear scorn without complaint. Only tyrants drew their blade at every petty insult, after all, and if one remained in good standing with Royalty and Divinity, one ought to hold their head up high. Detractors lurked in every corner, and even as Serenity gu...
<|description|>Fleuri Jodeau Age: 25 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Unmasked. Fully Armored. Fleuri stands 5'10'' without his armor. Personality: The Jodeau family is known for its devotion to Reon, and originally, Fleuri was no exception. Tutored by priestesses and paladins, he was brought up to be honorabl...
<|message|>Fleuri Jodeau Fleuri watched as Morianne cast a spell of charming on the bandit. Any resistance the prisoner had seemed to disappear as he explained the fortification that lay ahead. Fleuri was impressed at this feat of magic, but found himself a little unsettled at the notion of playing with someone's mind....
<|description|>Fleuri Jodeau Age: 25 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Unmasked. Fully Armored. Fleuri stands 5'10'' without his armor. Personality: The Jodeau family is known for its devotion to Reon, and originally, Fleuri was no exception. Tutored by priestesses and paladins, he was brought up to be honorabl...
<|message|>Fleuri Jodeau Fleuri nodded at Lucas as he heard the young man's plan as he looked up at the watchtower. It was a crazy plan, to jump from the watchtower onto a griffin. It was also quite in line with the impulsive, foolhardy boy's previous actions. All the more reason, Fleuri thought, to do whatever was nec...
<|description|>Fleuri Jodeau Age: 25 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Unmasked. Fully Armored. Fleuri stands 5'10'' without his armor. Personality: The Jodeau family is known for its devotion to Reon, and originally, Fleuri was no exception. Tutored by priestesses and paladins, he was brought up to be honorabl...
<|message|>Fleuri Jodeau Fleuri had a split second to realize what the griffin was doing, and that he had made a rather glaring mistake. It wasn't going to try and pull him off using its claws, it was going to slam him into the ground. He knew immediately that he had to get off of this beast before it crushed him. His ...
<|description|>Fleuri Jodeau Age: 25 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Unmasked. Fully Armored. Fleuri stands 5'10'' without his armor. Personality: The Jodeau family is known for its devotion to Reon, and originally, Fleuri was no exception. Tutored by priestesses and paladins, he was brought up to be honorabl...
<|message|>Fleuri Jodeau "Very well," Fleuri replied, as he fetched a training sword of approximately the length of Gerard's weapon. "I actually used a weapon of similar size as during my time as a squire, and occasionally in tournaments." Fleuri started out by demonstrating some stances with the weapon. "You already...
<|description|>Fleuri Jodeau Age: 25 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Unmasked. Fully Armored. Fleuri stands 5'10'' without his armor. Personality: The Jodeau family is known for its devotion to Reon, and originally, Fleuri was no exception. Tutored by priestesses and paladins, he was brought up to be honorabl...
<|message|>Fleuri Jodeau Even as he walked away, Fleuri could hear Renar and his half-brother going at it. It was clear from the exchange that he could perceive they had a considerable sibling rivalry going on. It wasn't too surprising considering what he knew of Renar's upbringing. A bastard son of a noble, refused a ...
<|description|>Fleuri Jodeau Age: 25 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Unmasked. Fully Armored. Fleuri stands 5'10'' without his armor. Personality: The Jodeau family is known for its devotion to Reon, and originally, Fleuri was no exception. Tutored by priestesses and paladins, he was brought up to be honorabl...
<|message|>Fleuri Jodeau The assassin wasn't loose for long. Renar tackled her to the ground as she tried to flee. Not that her escape attempt would have done much good, with the Crown Knights blocking the doorway. She might have been able to get through a window, but given her small size, she'd probably just hurt hers...
<|description|>Cecilia * Age: 23 * Gender: Female * Race: Human * Appearance: A cocky grin. A head full of bright, long blond hair tied with a bow and into a braid. Cecilia stands at roughly five foot nine, being a bit on the taller end of the spectrum even if she complains that she feels a lot shorter than she use...
<|message|>Cecilia She got a glancing blow all things considered. She had been hoping to at least put it out quickly, but things rarely went as expected on the battlefield. A she'd easily land on her feet, Cecil sighed. She was feeling a bit tired, all things considered, and there was very little need for her at the mo...
<|description|>Cecilia * Age: 23 * Gender: Female * Race: Human * Appearance: A cocky grin. A head full of bright, long blond hair tied with a bow and into a braid. Cecilia stands at roughly five foot nine, being a bit on the taller end of the spectrum even if she complains that she feels a lot shorter than she use...
<|message|>Cecilia Ah, back to civilization. On one hand, she loved being out in the forests. On the other hand, the forests sorely lacked modern amenities and she absolutely loved just being around the hustle and bustle of the city most times. Especially after a battle like that! She was no battle hungry warrior, in f...
<|description|>Cecilia * Age: 23 * Gender: Female * Race: Human * Appearance: A cocky grin. A head full of bright, long blond hair tied with a bow and into a braid. Cecilia stands at roughly five foot nine, being a bit on the taller end of the spectrum even if she complains that she feels a lot shorter than she use...
<|message|>Cecilia "I see, I see." Cecillia replied with a small smile. "...are you feeling jealous, Cecil?" "Yes, incredibly jealous Shael why do you ask?" "You know, you could have kept in contact after-" "Ahaha, well, its always fun to meet someone from new lands." She'd ignore Shael, focusing on the two people ...
<|description|>Cecilia * Age: 23 * Gender: Female * Race: Human * Appearance: A cocky grin. A head full of bright, long blond hair tied with a bow and into a braid. Cecilia stands at roughly five foot nine, being a bit on the taller end of the spectrum even if she complains that she feels a lot shorter than she use...
<|message|>Cecilia Now why had she gone to a crypt again? This place was ill-suited for an archer like her, wasn't it? Cramped hallways, poor vision…but even so, her mind was elsewhere. She had been put in well, not a bad mood but certainly one of mild brooding. Part of her felt relieved at seeing her again, but on th...
<|description|>Alodia Farohildis * Age: 50, which comes as a surprise to most due to her magically slowed aging and her general demeanour. * Gender: Female * Race: Human * Appearance: Stands at about 146cm/4'9" * Personality: A good natured witch who tries her best to help others. Alodia is generally cheerful, although...
<|message|>Alodia Farohildis Alodia Admittedly, Alodia was a little slow to react to the ambush. Not merely because she was standing at the back, although that probably contributed a little. Really, she was just not used to the idea of someone "playing dead"; after all, doing such a thing in the forest would just lead ...
<|description|>Sergio della Gherardesca Age: 24 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Armoured I Unarmoured Sergio stands at around 5'11", certainly taller than a lot of his compatriots, but his figure is more so enhanced by his armour, which tends to make him look more imposing. He has an interesting demeanour out...
<|message|>Sergio della Gherardesca Having changed out of his armour, and given it to the smith for repairs and polishing, the Knight had dressed himself into his usual outfit of choice for outside wear. On top of his white frilled silk shirt, a three buttoned, long tailed jacket flowed past his waist and toward his le...
<|description|>Sergio della Gherardesca Age: 24 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Armoured I Unarmoured Sergio stands at around 5'11", certainly taller than a lot of his compatriots, but his figure is more so enhanced by his armour, which tends to make him look more imposing. He has an interesting demeanour out...
<|message|>Sergio della Gherardesca Gerard's response had been cut short by a trio of teenagers, 2/3 over enthusiastic. A shame. Sergio made a mental note to take Gerard aside properly later in the night, perhaps after more of the wine had been consumed. For now, though, the Knight greeted the girls with an extra cha...
<|description|>Vier Alma, the Sword Sage Age: 24 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Vier stands at 6' 2", having a well-built physique and nearly perfect posture. His right hand and left arm are marked with several slash scars and burn marks. He tends to hide his hair under a hat when going out and about....
<|message|>Vier Alma, the Sword Sage Vier had a flurry of emotions running through him after the assassination attempt. The main one was disbelief that someone would try something so blatant in a ballroom filled with warriors. That disbelief was curbed with the realization of how small the assassin was, and who they ta...
<|description|>Vier Alma, the Sword Sage Age: 24 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Vier stands at 6' 2", having a well-built physique and nearly perfect posture. His right hand and left arm are marked with several slash scars and burn marks. He tends to hide his hair under a hat when going out and about....
<|message|>Vier Alma, the Sword Sage Vier had simply been standing around and watching, as he wasn't much good at interrogation. But he stayed on guard while the others did their squabbling and guesswork. He has his own thoughts about the situation, but his focus was the Nem assassin. Who gave her the crossbow? Who c...
<|description|>Vier Alma, the Sword Sage Age: 24 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Vier stands at 6' 2", having a well-built physique and nearly perfect posture. His right hand and left arm are marked with several slash scars and burn marks. He tends to hide his hair under a hat when going out and about....
<|message|>Vier Alma, the Sword Sage Vier had a few options as he just finished cleaning the undead gunk and viscera off his twin swords. It was an odd habit, but his father taught him that a dirty blade was as bad as a dull one. He stopped for a moment to wait for more threats or new orders as the other Roses killed g...
<|description|>Vier Alma, the Sword Sage Age: 24 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Vier stands at 6' 2", having a well-built physique and nearly perfect posture. His right hand and left arm are marked with several slash scars and burn marks. He tends to hide his hair under a hat when going out and about....
<|message|>Vier Alma, the Sword Sage "Gods, the smell of this place is enough to make the dead walk away." Vier actively resisted the urge to gag at the smell of rot and decay, but his general discomfort with being around the rotting dead was obvious. It dredged up memories he'd rather not have to deal with in the midd...
<|description|>Vier Alma, the Sword Sage Age: 24 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Vier stands at 6' 2", having a well-built physique and nearly perfect posture. His right hand and left arm are marked with several slash scars and burn marks. He tends to hide his hair under a hat when going out and about....
<|message|>Vier Alma, the Sword Sage Vier was sent rolling across the ground by the Barukstaedian's explosive axe, losing his sword and most of the feeling in his preferred hand. The good news was that he was mostly ambidextrous thanks to practice, but without his shield or a defending hand, it wasn't going to make muc...
<|description|>Vier Alma, the Sword Sage Age: 24 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Vier stands at 6' 2", having a well-built physique and nearly perfect posture. His right hand and left arm are marked with several slash scars and burn marks. He tends to hide his hair under a hat when going out and about....
<|message|>Vier Alma, the Sword Sage After cleaning and sheathing his remaining blade, Vier wrenched his shoulder into place, stumbling from the shock to his nerves. He turned to the axe wielder, swaying a bit. This could've been so much worse. I don't doubt it for a second. If I had dueled him, I'd be dead. His fellow...
<|description|>Steffen Gravinir Age: 31 Gender: Male Race: Ingvarr Appearance: Very tall, towering at 7ft, along with a well-built body and broad shoulders, Steffen would be a giant if other giant races did not exist. But he often concealed that physique through more conservative and sharp styled clothes, giving off...
<|message|>Steffen Gravinir Despite his anxiety circulating through his body at the unknown event currently happening inside the ballroom, Steffen carried out his duty principally, walking up and down the hallway to the royal quarters looking for any movement or individuals that might be hiding from plain sight to fini...
<|description|>Steffen Gravinir Age: 31 Gender: Male Race: Ingvarr Appearance: Very tall, towering at 7ft, along with a well-built body and broad shoulders, Steffen would be a giant if other giant races did not exist. But he often concealed that physique through more conservative and sharp styled clothes, giving off...
<|message|>Steffen Gravinir "Gladly." Steffen nodded before Serenity took off back into her fight. He was to move as well, seeing an opening to the barrier that was only guarded by the undeads that wasn't the Demonbreaker revived, but the witch at the other side of the corner decided otherwise. He were to be the sole t...
<|description|>Steffen Gravinir Age: 31 Gender: Male Race: Ingvarr Appearance: Very tall, towering at 7ft, along with a well-built body and broad shoulders, Steffen would be a giant if other giant races did not exist. But he often concealed that physique through more conservative and sharp styled clothes, giving off...
<|message|>Steffen Gravinir "I certainly hope some creative folks can come up with a good use of that painting. Because I cannot." Steffen replied with an amused headshake. Now he imagined that thing being used as some sort of decoy in case some thief decided to take chances with the Roses. Give or take, those painti...
<|description|>Steffen Gravinir Age: 31 Gender: Male Race: Ingvarr Appearance: Very tall, towering at 7ft, along with a well-built body and broad shoulders, Steffen would be a giant if other giant races did not exist. But he often concealed that physique through more conservative and sharp styled clothes, giving off...
<|message|>Steffen Gravinir The joke was taken a little seriously, he thought. But a reminder here and there of the prestige wouldn't hurt. Besides, it's Dame Tyaethe, the First and Youngest, the serious, no-nonsense founder of the Iron Rose. If there were anyone who would want to keep the knight's image proper, in thi...
<|description|>Steffen Gravinir Age: 31 Gender: Male Race: Ingvarr Appearance: Very tall, towering at 7ft, along with a well-built body and broad shoulders, Steffen would be a giant if other giant races did not exist. But he often concealed that physique through more conservative and sharp styled clothes, giving off...
<|message|>Steffen Gravinir Steffen tapped on his knee a few times as the conversation winded down, occasionally glancing to Tyaethe to see her seemingly deep in thoughts. He would try to think up of something else to say about Merilia, but that was pretty much the extent of his knowledge about her. She did come up in ...
<|description|>Nicomede, formerly Nicomede Durant Age: 26 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Personality: A serious man of noble bearing, though the edges have been worn away by long years on the road. The ceremony of his birth is long gone but Nicomede still acts in a way consistent with the respect he intends to s...
<|message|>Nicomede, formerly Nicomede Durant "I think I can help." The blonde man slipped past Fionn with the lone, quiet sentence. He moved quickly, but not hurriedly; hurrying made for mistakes, mistakes that could be afforded least when time was short. He rolled up the sleeves of his formal attire in quick, effici...
<|description|>Brandon Archer 23 [Human] Lightning Corp Agent Specialists Driving Durability and Endurance (If that even counts) Been with company for a little over 3 years. Recruited, trained and protected for 90% of that time by the infamous Vatican operative, MacKensie Trydant. Due to the unusual circumstances of h...
<|message|>Brandon Archer Central Park was a nice place in the daytime. In Archer's opinion, it turned utterly miserable at night. At the time Archer's taxi pulled up, it was somewhere in between it's transformation. A few vagrants milled about with bottles of wine. Some moody, tired working folks headed to or from the...
<|description|>Brandon Archer 23 [Human] Lightning Corp Agent Specialists Driving Durability and Endurance (If that even counts) Been with company for a little over 3 years. Recruited, trained and protected for 90% of that time by the infamous Vatican operative, MacKensie Trydant. Due to the unusual circumstances of h...
<|message|>Brandon Archer "Excuse me, sir, spare some change?" The man walked right past the dirty-dressed girl, seeming not to hear her. Penny scrunched up her brow in a scowl, then tried again. "Excuse me... miss... spare some change? I've no home and I'm starving." This time the woman looked, but shrugged her sho...
<|description|>Wynne Scottson 29|Human|Lighting Co. Agent Specialists Infiltration Hand to hand combat Stealth Hand weapons Linguistics Wynne has been working for Lighting Co for almost ten years now, and is technically considered a legacy in the company as both parents worked for the company at some point. Wynne ...
<|message|>Wynne Scottson Wynne let out an exhausted sigh as she parked her car in the parking garage. Part of her was surprised she didn't just sleep in this parking garage. As soon as she got done with one assignment, she was called in for a new one. She used a few wet wipes to wipe what blood she had gotten on her a...
<|description|>Tadashi Ryu Age: 16 Crest: Bonds Personality: Focused and driven, Tadashi is a top-notch athlete and ball player. The problem is that he kinda knows it. Oh he's not super arrogant or anything, but he has had a history of having moments of overconfidence - be it on the field, at bat, or elsewhere. So whi...
<|message|>Tadashi Ryu "Wake up human!" The unlucky recipient of the Labramon's tongue lay face down on the beach. He sported a black shirt, blue jeans, and an ocean blue unzipped hoodie. And he also had a pair of squared goggles wrapped around his head, but they weren't actually covering his eyes. On the sand beside ...
<|description|>Tadashi Ryu Age: 16 Crest: Bonds Personality: Focused and driven, Tadashi is a top-notch athlete and ball player. The problem is that he kinda knows it. Oh he's not super arrogant or anything, but he has had a history of having moments of overconfidence - be it on the field, at bat, or elsewhere. So whi...
<|message|>Tadashi Ryu "Hello. My name is Katsuo. My friend's name is Captain. Do any of you own the baskets along the beach?" The kid was Japanese, but speaking English. Evidently he thought Tadashi was from America or something. Thankfully, Tadashi's parents had been making him take English lessons. They weren't exa...
<|description|>Katsuo Baker Age:12 Crest: Wisdom Personality: Having grown up on a military base (due to an American grandfather), Katsuo tries to complete orders and please people he deems to be 'greater in authority' than he is - which, when you're 12, is a lot of people. This doesn't mean he's mindlessly obedient mi...
<|message|>Katsuo Baker Katsuo Baker and Captain In the end, it was the itching that brought Captain back to the waking world. He groaned as he sat up, scratching everywhere he could reach and knocking what felt like sand loose from his fur. Ah, that explained it - his fur, good at trapping heat, was also annoyingly g...
<|description|>Manuel 'Manny' Donaire Age: 19 Gender: Male Description or Image: Clickity Alias/Nick Name: Grey Gadgeteer Background & Reason for Joining: For the longest time, Manny has always aspired to be like the super heroes he'd watched all his life on the tv. There was something about the idea of saving people ...
<|message|>Manuel 'Manny' Donaire Just as The Jersey Devil peered into the dingy room, Paul saw Jacob's vaguely humanoid silhouette and soulless lenses of the gasmask that protected his identity. It was reasonable for Paul to immediately go into a panic and scrambling away from the window, knocking over and scattering ...
<|description|>Jacob Richman Age: 24 Gender: Male Description or Image: Alias/Nick Name: Bob, The Jersey Devil Background & Reason for Joining: Jacob was just like any other young rich kid who thought they were ten feet tall and bullet proof. Where actions didn't involve consequences, and the whole city was simply a p...
<|message|>Jacob Richman Jacob practically rolled up into the room as the window opened, sitting on the window frame. His eyebrow was raised at the odd people, not that the lifeless eyes of the mask showed this. He simply cooked his head a little and chuckled. "Jaz hands... nice." His attention instantly went to the do...
<|description|>Jacob Richman Age: 24 Gender: Male Description or Image: Alias/Nick Name: Bob, The Jersey Devil Background & Reason for Joining: Jacob was just like any other young rich kid who thought they were ten feet tall and bullet proof. Where actions didn't involve consequences, and the whole city was simply a p...
<|message|>Jacob Richman Bob shrugs a little, smirking. "I'm pretty good at sneaking into places I don't belong... fuzzy already looks like a club goer, and can probably just walk in. Probably best for you that way too, miss. Do we have any fancy spy gear to help us communicate and stuff? I can check things out from ab...
<|description|>Jacob Richman Age: 24 Gender: Male Description or Image: Alias/Nick Name: Bob, The Jersey Devil Background & Reason for Joining: Jacob was just like any other young rich kid who thought they were ten feet tall and bullet proof. Where actions didn't involve consequences, and the whole city was simply a p...
<|message|>Jacob Richman Bob's expression instantly fell at the mention of inviting his dead friend. Zane would have loved this. He was such a huge fan of the heros and always talked about being one some day. It was Zane that spread the rumors of the Jersey Devil after giving him the mask. Bob just nodded to Manny, and...
<|description|>Jacob Richman Age: 24 Gender: Male Description or Image: Alias/Nick Name: Bob, The Jersey Devil Background & Reason for Joining: Jacob was just like any other young rich kid who thought they were ten feet tall and bullet proof. Where actions didn't involve consequences, and the whole city was simply a p...
<|message|>Jacob Richman The Jersey Devil looked up at the Gadgeteer with his big blank goggle eyes, that covered up the surprised look in the human face below. *He's more tough and strong than human. He's a super. I'd start out of reach if you can.* Bob's voice would mumble through the communicator to Manny. Without n...
<|description|>Jacob Richman Age: 24 Gender: Male Description or Image: Alias/Nick Name: Bob, The Jersey Devil Background & Reason for Joining: Jacob was just like any other young rich kid who thought they were ten feet tall and bullet proof. Where actions didn't involve consequences, and the whole city was simply a p...
<|message|>Jacob Richman Bob would grin to Talia, "We traveled your way to get to your place. Now we do it my way to get to mine." He will pull one of the sashes off his own costume and tie it gently over her head and face as a mask to hide her identity, then motions up to the roof. Using the techniques they had been l...
<|description|>Jacob Richman Age: 24 Gender: Male Description or Image: Alias/Nick Name: Bob, The Jersey Devil Background & Reason for Joining: Jacob was just like any other young rich kid who thought they were ten feet tall and bullet proof. Where actions didn't involve consequences, and the whole city was simply a p...
<|message|>Jacob Richman Bob turned to Talia, mouth open to say something potentially chastising, but closed it and turned to Manny, his mouth open to say something potentially chastising, then just shut his mouth and lowered his head. "Sorry Manny... I didn't mean to, like shoot down you plan like that, I get your try...
<|description|>Lincoln "Link" Malloy The Finger Age: 31 Gender: Male Description or Image: Long brunette hair, blue eyes, semi-athletic build. Link stands at about 6'1" and typically has a grungy attire. Alias/Nick Name: The Finger Background & Reason for Joining: Link discovered his ability on accident during a pa...
<|message|>Lincoln "Link" Malloy Link's eyebrows furrowed at the less-than-welcoming reception from the Asian man who answered his summons. The other fellow's praise, however, was just enough to calm Link's nerves as he looked toward him and gave a solemn nod, simultaneously confirming his identity and thanking him for...
<|description|>Lincoln "Link" Malloy The Finger Age: 31 Gender: Male Description or Image: Long brunette hair, blue eyes, semi-athletic build. Link stands at about 6'1" and typically has a grungy attire. Alias/Nick Name: The Finger Background & Reason for Joining: Link discovered his ability on accident during a pa...
<|message|>Lincoln "Link" Malloy Link nodded as he pulled himself to his feet. "Hey, yeah, great meeting you all," he said as he began grabbing at the donuts. He lifted one up and help it in his available hand. "I really think this mission is going to go well..." he grabbed another and started cradling it in his elbow....
<|description|>Lincoln "Link" Malloy The Finger Age: 31 Gender: Male Description or Image: Long brunette hair, blue eyes, semi-athletic build. Link stands at about 6'1" and typically has a grungy attire. Alias/Nick Name: The Finger Background & Reason for Joining: Link discovered his ability on accident during a pa...
<|message|>Lincoln "Link" Malloy Link awkwardly fumbled with the shield generator, nearly dropping it at first, but he managed to make a full recovery. He opened up his jacket and let us snugly drop into his inside pocket along with the other devices. As the barrier activated, he could feel a tinge of electricity in th...
<|description|>Lincoln "Link" Malloy The Finger Age: 31 Gender: Male Description or Image: Long brunette hair, blue eyes, semi-athletic build. Link stands at about 6'1" and typically has a grungy attire. Alias/Nick Name: The Finger Background & Reason for Joining: Link discovered his ability on accident during a pa...
<|message|>Lincoln "Link" Malloy Link's fingernails were firmly implanted in the shoulders of the front-side seats as the CHAMPs mobile came to a halt. Eyes wide, looking like his life had flashed before his eyes, his stare bored into the back of Manny's head. Never again, he swore to himself. Manny's driving certainly...
<|description|>Lincoln "Link" Malloy The Finger Age: 31 Gender: Male Description or Image: Long brunette hair, blue eyes, semi-athletic build. Link stands at about 6'1" and typically has a grungy attire. Alias/Nick Name: The Finger Background & Reason for Joining: Link discovered his ability on accident during a pa...
<|message|>Lincoln "Link" Malloy Slimy. It was the only word Link could think to describe the tactile resonance of his middle finger at the moment. He hurriedly wiped it dry on his jeans before taking in the sight of the aggressively approaching Muscle Squad. Weapons, he thought as he analyzed their bludgeoning instru...
<|description|>Lincoln "Link" Malloy The Finger Age: 31 Gender: Male Description or Image: Long brunette hair, blue eyes, semi-athletic build. Link stands at about 6'1" and typically has a grungy attire. Alias/Nick Name: The Finger Background & Reason for Joining: Link discovered his ability on accident during a pa...
<|message|>Lincoln "Link" Malloy As he leaned himself up off the ground, he could feel his own pulse in his ears. His heart was racing and it didn't seem like things were ready to slow down. As reinforcements his the floor and called upon the meta-inducing drug, Link resigned to the fact that this had only begun and wa...
<|description|>Talia Rose Age: 20 Gender: Female Description or Image: Asian 20-year-old woman, lithe and athletic build but not too skinny, attractive but not to a distracting degree, green, piercing eyes and long, flowing black hair Alias/Nick Name: The Performer Background & Reason for Joining: The Performer has t...
<|message|>Talia Rose Starting suddenly at the voice calling her way, Talia stepped said a quick and rushed "oh thank you" before walking swiftly yet gracefully into the room with the other guys. She looked them each up and down briefly, a bit nervously, before saying a soft "hello, my name is Talia and it's nice to me...
<|description|>Talia Rose Age: 20 Gender: Female Description or Image: Asian 20-year-old woman, lithe and athletic build but not too skinny, attractive but not to a distracting degree, green, piercing eyes and long, flowing black hair Alias/Nick Name: The Performer Background & Reason for Joining: The Performer has t...
<|message|>Talia Rose Okay that's cool and definitely useful for something like this, Talia thought as she watched the man by the window display his claws and bounce abilities. She wondered what his gas mask thing did, but then decided that was probably really obvious and that she'd look stupid for asking about it. Als...