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Form
Name: Lorelai but prefers to be called Lyla
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Appearance:
GAH SHE IS SO PRETTY!
(Dylieh's mastery of the hair poof is astounding)
Origin: born and raised in Virdria but her family's business kept her moving all across the country with much of her time spent in Vodri and Kaldervalv. She never stayed in one place for very long, especially as a young child and her time was divided between those three homes.
Personality:
Lyla is cruel and sinister. She perfectly understands her surface beauty and had learnt to weaponize it to its full extent. She is incredibly sensual, walking with the gentle swaying of her hips that draws attention. She moved with feline grace and carries herself confidently. As a matter of fact, a lot can be likened between Lorelai and a feline. Her haughty behaviour and fierce independent nature lend itself quite well in that regard.
Lyla also grooms herself, not unlike a cat. Her makeup is always flawless, her dress carefully planned to accentuate her physique. This aspect of her can often falsely lead people to believe her to be vapid upon first impressions, however that is quickly discredited.
Lyla is a living nightmare to her teachers. She speaks out in class, pulls nasty pranks, ditches, and has a habit of pranking her teachers. Her disregarding behaviour has lead her to become one of the most popular kids in the school (and not always in a good way) but she is often a hilarious distraction from the mundane lifestyle of a student.
Witty and flirtatious, Lorelai would be a lot for anyone to handle. While she much prefers her own company and leas towards introversion, she in no way shies away from dominating a conversation. Her salacious behaviour is boundless, and paired with her sharp tounge and biting wit, she unparalleled in the field of verbal combat.
She always reams cool and collected, rarely ever displaying much emotion of her face outside of the typical teenage angst.
And given her more flirtatious behaviour there have been a lot of... rumours circulating about her. Not that she appears to care. At all. As a matter of fact, she only ever seems to entertain them, once showing up with a scarlet 'A' sewn into the hem of her jacket (which she made very popular and found a way to monetize it. She used to sell charm bracelets with red letters on them to the students. They were a hit until the faculty shut her down).
Lorelai is also known to have some seriously sticky hands and has picked up a habit of pick pocketing. It is almost compulsive at this point, the adrenaline of being caught is a high she regularly chases.
Backstory:
As a child, Lyla loved to sing. Her mother was a beautiful woman and ex-opera singer. The two would host concerts for her dad in the gardens, singing so beautifully that the birds would chirp along with them.
Lyla grew up well, as a small child in the lap of luxury and surrounded by her loving mother and somewhat absentee father. He adored her just as much but was consumed by work and rarely found the time to spend with his family. The moments they spent together were ones she cherished. Music brought them together as a family and ultimately, it would be that same music that tore them apart.
One night, Lyla heard her parents screaming at each other and this frightened her greatly because they literally never fought.
The very next day, Lorelai's mother suffered a terrible accident while at work. Someone must have let the gas run and it caused an explosion so massive that it toppled an entire building. Luckily, her mother made it out alive- but barely. Her once beautiful face was marred and disfigured by the flames, her arms and legs not faring much better. 70% of her body was covered by the burns.
Every night, Lorelai would sit by her mother's hospital bed and sing to her before curling up and falling asleep. But her mother remained comatose and unresponsive.
Unable to receive the kind of affection and attention a 5 year old needs, Lyla turned to her father. But he was expressing his grief by only further burying himself in his work, leaving Lyla to largely care for herself. So, she began to find ways to entertain herself. It was there, in the very gardens that used to be filled with family music Lyla found a tiny blue butterfly friend. She quickly grew very attached to this butterfly because she had no other outlet for parental affection. Save her little butterfly whom she had affectionately named Azul.
Months went on this way until, by some miracle, her mother awoke from her Comal completely deaf but otherwise okay. And all was well, Lorelai almost completely forgot about her Azul. She and her mother even learned sign language together!
Until they attacked.
They broke into their home and took her mother. Lyla, awakened by the commotion, cried out and ran after them, chasing them into the street. She only got roughly pushed aside. But she kept going. They were forced to restrain her, holding her tightly but making no move to attack. They held her on the sidewalk as they escorted her mother across the street. Still, traumatized and beyond terrified, Lyla began to scream. And scream. And scream,
A gag got stuffed in her mouth. Which only scared her further.
She did not notice the blue butterfly drifting on the winds, circling above them.
Suddenly, a deep purple mist began to ooze from her flesh, encircling her captors.
It wasn't long before they were coughing and gagging, their muscles jerking and twisting in spastic and unnatural ways as their bones clicked and jolted.
Now even more scared, Lyla began to cry harder, surrounded by the unconscious forms of her attackers.
Her mother, now able to free herself, began to approach to console her screaming child.
As the mist dissipated, Lorelai began to shakily sing to herself to calm herself down.
Her deafened mother continued to stumble towards her.
What Lyla did not realize was that her song had enchanted a nearby carriage driver. And in his trance-like state, began to careen towards them, pursuing the song.
Lorelai did not remember seeing the impact. All she remembered was the sound of flesh hitting the hooves of a panicked horse then splattering across the sides of the carriage. All she knew was that her mother was there, running towards her in the road... and then she wasn’t.
After her mother's death, Lorelai refused to so much as speak, much less speak. But the appearance of the blue butterfly told all her father needed to know. Lorelai had found a dæmon... and it killed her mother.
Without much thought, Lorelai was shoved into the school and has been growing up there ever since the age of 6.
It took Lyla a long time to regain her voice, and even longer to sing again. But she no longer does it out of joy because of what it does to people. She has no control over it. It took her even longer still to stop blaming Azul on her mother's death and to stop hating him (which she did until the age of 10).
No one knows about her miasma. Not the people at the school. Not her friends. Not even her father. That memory was far too traumatizing, and since she has very little control over it, she is afraid of it.
Strengths (3 minimal): Was taught in many varying styles of dance and etiquette. Is very composed and level-headed. Has weaponized every aspect of herself. Manipulative. Multilingual. Is fluent in Viridian, Vodrian, Oviathanian, Kaldervalvian, and knows sign language. Speaking many languages was part of her upbringing in the higher classes of society. She is currently learning Skyldest (russian) but is not quite fluent. And she has a basic understanding of and can communicate basic phrases in Vesokian (swedish).
Weakness' (3 minimal): Unable to stop her siren song (she cannot choose whether or not she activates that power when she sings), people who cannot hear her are not affected by the song, Azul must be touching someone in order to do the brief inducement OR they must be looking directly at the butterfly as a form as hypnotization. She does not trust easily or at all really. She attends to abuse her abilities and power. Obsessed with control. Has closed herself off to everyone around her. Very troubled.
Extra?
She speaks with a slight Oviathanian (german) accent as she spent a lot of her childhood there along with Virda and Vodri. However, she has since adopted a more Viridian (British) accent. It still remains as an odd mix of the two.
Themesong: Click the pictures.
the more I develop her, the more her songs seem to shift.
Themesong 2:
Sexuality: A pan disaster
Dæmon form
Name: Azul (formerly known as "Añwir" meaning "liar" or "destroyer)
Azul grew up in a tribe on the Tundra as a Polar bear. That is his birth animal. They were incredibly spiritual and largely opted out of interacting with humans and instead preserved the a client customs and spirituality of their kind. It is a tribe of legend, known for their great advances in health and spirituality. In this tribe, in dæmons are referred to by a hyphenated combination of their parent's names until they reach a certain point in which they undergo a naming ceremony. Azul was given a shameful name as the direct result of his behaviour in the wars)
Age: 172
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Animals (3 Max)-
Small 1: Ulysses butterfly
Small 2: Russian Blue Cat
Big: Polar bear
Powers (3 Max)-
Solo: Belief Inducement
Partial (optional): Miasma
Shared (optional): Siren Song
Personality:
Azul is a lot more relaxed and almost lazy in his mannerisms. He rarely speaks and when he does, it is usually only to Lyla. He mcuh prefers to act like a normal animal and keep attention from being drawn to himself. He is not nearly as much as a show-off as Lorelai and would rather stick to a certain level of discretion.
He spends most if not all of his time in the form of a blue butterfly and only seems to shift if it is something Lyla needs. Otherwise, he is completely content as an insect and sees no reason to change.
Azul is incredibly patient and wise. While we seldom speaks, the words he does speak are always true. His presence is incredibly serene and not just to Lyla. He is an incredibly old soul and knows how to carry himself. His serenity and calmness was exactly what Lorelai needed. An anchor of stability in her whirlwind life which is why the two make such a perfect pair.
Despite not agreeing with most of her methods, Azul does not directly oppose Lorelai or her will. If what she is doing does not put her in direct danger, then he will not try to stop her. He believes that learning by facing the consequences is the most valuable experience. So he does not often warn her or impart his wisdom unless absolutely necessary which can be quite irksome at times and lead Lyla into getting into a lot of trouble.
He does not like to interact with humans at all. Or anyone really. He much prefers to sit back and watch. This lead him to be very observant. Not much escapes his attentive eye.
Backstory:
Azul hated the idea of bonding to a human. When he was a young sprit, he immensely enjoyed freedom. He never stayed in one shape for very long and traveled far (against the words of his elders) and wide. He wreaked havoc, causes chaos, and generally acted very malevolently towards humans (he may or may not have started a historic fire or two). He was a trickster at heart and still retains some of those qualities to this day.
Suffice to say, he was an incredibly dangerous dæmon. So dangerous that he was openly one of the most hunted dæmons for the first 50 years of his life. He had a deep seated grudge against humanity and their part in the war and never truly forgave them. He openly resented humans and what what had done to his kind and showed no mercy. Except for children which he was known to rescue from the forest and lead back home. But don't let that one redeeming quality make you think he wasn't terrible. He really, really was. He did horrible things and was disowned by his community. To this day, dæmons who know his story are taught to treat him with aggression and hostility.
However, an incident about a century ago altered his war path.
Azul met a little girl.
She was all of 7 and nearly completely self sufficient because she was an orphan. She wore rags and ran among the streets singing for coin, an old mug placed by her dirty holed boots. And despite all the depravity and aggression she faced... she still had hope in humanity. So much love and compassion filled her heart.
Azul found himself drawn to her. To protect her. To preserve this small, bright light in a world of darkness.
But he was trepidatious. He did not want to bind himself to her and sacrifice the freedom he so dearly clung on to. His freedom was the cost of bonding.
They began to spend more and more time together. Talking. Singing. Oh, they would sing together so often and about so many things. They would even make songs up to pass the time.
She referred referred herself only by her last name, thinking that it made her sound proper. "Miss Uylsses" she would declare in a posh accent, "that is me. Would you like a spot of tea?" They protected each other. For three years they were together and Azul began to reconsider his stance. Maybe he was meant to be a dæmon after all. Alas, he panicked and choose not to share his power with her.
His selfish desire for independence cost him her life.
He had failed to protect her and now the consequences he faced was her lifeless body sprawled upon the floor.
He learnt a valuable lesson back then and emerged from that grief with new knowledge. Becsuse his time with that little girl taught him something special. She taught him that there was good in humanity. That there was something worth fighting for.
Wracked with guilt over his past actions, Azul fled. He faked his death and fled into hiding, taking the form of a ulysses butterfly.
He has since had an entire century to cope with the guilt and to reflect and grow. He now helps humans when he can but always discreetly. Leading a child to an underwater spring in a time of drought. Finding the much needed medicine to help a sick, poor family recover. He was no longer consumed by hatred. His little girl had taught him the meaning of compassion.
And then, one day, while he was flitting through the breeze, he heard a voice. The owner of the voice sounded almost angelic as she sung into the wind, even the birds stopping to listen.
He had heard that voice before. So many years ago. But he knew that voice.
Flapping as fast as his little wings would carry him, he headed straight for it, his heart light with the spark of hope. He flew over a beautiful gardens, perching on a black iron fence and peering over some hedges.
His heart dropped.
It wasn't her.
A little girl in a bug pink dress with a cream silk bow tied around her waist was dancing in the gardens, singing soulfully to her spectating parents.
Azul cursed himself for his stupidity. Of course it wasn't her.
He wanted to leave but something rooted him into the spot. Her voice. It was almost exactly the same. If he believed in reincarnation, he would have assumed that maybe it was the same voice.
Azul visited that family every day and hung out in the garden, listening to them and keeping an eye on the girl who he learned was named Lorelai.
But then one day, tragedy struck.
The dad came home and said something to Lyla and then they burst out in tears and rushed away. It wasn't until later that Azul found out that her mother had been in an accident. It was as if time had rewound itself and Azul was staring back at his original girl all over again. Orphaned. Alone.
And he knew then he could hide no longer.
The two began to build up a friendship. In her mother's absence, Lyla told Azul everything and he would sit on her knee, waving his antenna at her.
After a fee months, Azul decided that it was time. He learned from his mistakes. He knew that if he wanted to keep this girl safe, he would have to share his powers. And so he did.
Unfortunately, that happened to be the same night that Lyla's mother was kidnapped and well... you know what happened next.
Azul was perfectly devastated. It seemed that no matter what he did, he could not get it right. It always ended in tragedy.
The two got off to a rocky start.
Lorelai absolutely hated Azul whereas Azul's tired old heart no longer had the capacity for that emotion. He just felt... tired, empty.
It is not often that a person hates their dæmon but when that does occur, all sorts of things go wrong. For one, neither of them have much control over their powers as accessing them requires a deep level of connection.
Also, hating a dæmon is like hating a part of yourself and that negative energy can make them really sick.
Azul nearly died as a result of Lorelai's stubborn hatred. But in the end, she couldn't being herself to that. And the two began to mend their relationship.
Strengths (3 min): Wise, clam, collected, peaceful, kind, patient, understanding. Pranks (surprisingly). Singing (he doesn't anymore), observation.
Weakness' (3 min): Confrontation. Any kind of confrontation reminds Azul of his early years. Answering. He prefers to be cryptic. Something left over from his years as a trickster. Guilt. He is still very much guilty of his past and while it could take a while to break him, he is very much guilt-trip-able. Temper. You'd never know it but he has an explosive temper. An aspect of himself he hates so much that he has buried down. But of Lyla is in danger it will reveal itself and can be catastrophic. Interaction. Azul hates any kind of interaction outside of Lyla. This can lead him to come across as aloof or indifferent.
Extra?
Azul was NOT the name he went by during the war and during his rampage. Lorelai named him that and he accepted it as a form of rebirth. His old name carried too many sour memories. And the dæmon he was back then is metaphorically dead now.
Name: Violeta Ungur
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Appearance: tanned skin, Gyptian clothes (typically wears loose pants, boots, shirt and jacket for travel), hair typically tied back in a braided coil on her head and was dark in color, a sort of deep chocolate brown and her eyes are a deep chocolate (kinda like this: )
Personality: she's gentle, affectionate, curious and adaptable
Backstory: having grown up among the gyptians, she knew what it was like to live in a good home. While people mostly look down on her culture, she knows they treat their children with respect and don't spoil them rotten as many city folk believe. Violeta's mother was from Siberia, having met her father and married him from a different group of Gyptians years ago. So of course, she's been around the block a few times.
Strengths (3 minimal): easily able to exchange ideas, readily able to show her emotions, learns quickly
Weakness' (3 minimal): has a temper, nervous, inconsitant, indecicisive
Extra? her birthday is in Early May
Dæmon form
Name: Heru
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Animals (3 Max)-
Small 1: silk moth
Small 2: burrowing owl
Big: Red Hawk
Powers (3 Max)-
Solo: Psi Navigation
Partial (optional): light manipulation
Shared (optional): Adoptive Muscle Memory
Personality: He has a great sense of humor, loves to perform air stunts and entertain children with his tricks, and he's a tad idealistic sometimes but he means well
Backstory: Heru lived a similar life to Violeta. Gyptians saw him as a sign from the gods when he appeared. Which was how he got the name Heru - a name for one of the sun gods of the Gyptians. He treats the whole tribe like his family, but he knows Violeta is the one he was assigned to
Strengths (3 min): his sense of humor, natural predator eyesight, navigation even without psi nagivigation
Weakness' (3 min): can be undiplomatic at times, a bit of a t.urd bird when he wants to be, has the same temper as Violeta
Extra? nerp
Something brought me here be it a raven, a idea... *cough cough* a pikachu meme... Save me a spot for mobile invulnerability, silence manipulation and enhanced regeneration
I have two peeps that would be perfect for this...
why do I get the feeling you're talking about Andrea and Parker?
XD I thought about them actually.. but I wanna use a new character >:D
(Maybe they'll be side characters XD)
Human Form
Name: Roku / Rogue, Roak, Rook (English name)
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Appearance: Roku is very small, pale and frail looking with short black fluffy hair that frame her face to make it looks very round. Most of the hair obscured her eyes. She wears and old worn out sweatshirt. She looks pretty androgynous and can be seen as any gender. There's a large '6' tatooed underneath her left foot.
Personality: Roku is very quiet, partly due to her shy personality and partly due to the language barrier(she's japanese). She doesnt show much emotion and is pretty reserved, emotionally stunned. There's a paradox in her maturity where is is force to be more mature for her age under harsh circumstances but she is also a preteen who find comfort in toys and not above throwing tantrums. In other word she's either a war veteran or a seven years old. Rightfully so, she is skittish, untrusting and apathetic. She can schemes and hold grudge and can be pretty feral and savage at time. If someone who wronged her tripped, let just say she would drop a brick on their head in a heart beat. She can also be stubborn at time. She's mostly function on the fake bravado, meaning when it comes down to it, it usually a flight over fight. She runaway a lot, from her thread, trouble, friends and herself. Roku is an opporturnist and not a really good person. She hate her own kind, as in someone very similar to her personality and backstory vice.
Backstory: Roku is orphaned and live in the street. All in all she was a street rat. Who live a harsh unloved live, devoid of comfort, dumster diving and steal to live and surviving day by day all that. She was 'captured' at one point after having her daemon and taken to the school for the first time in her life. Prior to that She has k,illed people, Multiple actually and some of them are possibly even close to her. She does suffered through some sort of post traumatic experience though and more of what happened shall be reveal later.
Strengths:
Physical: She is Agile and Nimble and can manuever from roof to roof or climbing pipes or rope at ease. Her decent stamina help her climb and run for a long time. She's also small enought to fit through vents. She is capable of being a really savage dirty fighter who isn't afraid to get her hands dirty. She can and will bite despite it not being her 'Super power' like her daemon. She's noticably more wild and strong when desperate.
Psychological: Quick Thinker, Can scheme, Know how to survive, know how to ki,ll human both adults and human. She's very indepentdent and capable over all.
Other: Know Sign language. Know how to treat wound. Know Japanese.
Weakness:
Physical: She lacks stregth, as in can't lift something too heavy like axe or that she doesn't really pack a punch. She also quite frail and can't take too hard hit. She isn't good with direct confrontation nd would have more adventage if the fight is dirty or has an element of surprise. As mention in her personality. She picks flight over fight a lot. She's weaker when hungry
Psychological: Self-loath, and suffering through post traumatic experience, when memories resurface, with or without the incense, She'd either freeze or act erratic. She has some attachment issue as in when she attaches to something she's reall attach to said thing. She can't stand too many light and sound as she would suffer from sesory overload (Normal daylight is fine) She's pretty persuadable by food. Her heart is in her stomuch. Might act irrational when emotional. In fact, for someone who survive on instinct, seemingly emotionless and need to be rational in order to survive, she can be irrational and emotional a lot.
Other: She is not exactly literate and have hard time understanding the word or concept too hard. She also doesn't know how to swim. She's inexperience in using the darkness manipulation partial power. If someone get a dirt on her past it can be use against her.
Extra:
-Please no romance whatsoever, she can form a very strong bond yes but it has to be sibling-like or censored platonic relationship.
-(Appearance vice) Think Toph from avatar but with eyesight and without fancy clothing
- Roku doesn't hate the rich and the prosper as they are someone she can steal from. But she hate adult, Older teen is depend.
Dæmon form
Name:Yagi
Age:12
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Small 1: Tasmanian dev.il
Small 2: Wolverine
Small3: Honey badger
Powers:
Solo: Powerful bite
Partial: Darkness manipulation
Personality: Very sassy and love to ridicule Roku and over all, make her miserable. This is a little concerning since it show their self-loath. He is best describe as chaotic neutral. By being oppose to Roku herself would usually mean he's siding and caring about others but the truth is he is at best neutral and at worse apathetic toward others. To extend on that, he rarely talk to other human or daemon outside of Roku even if he's being directly talked to. He does act a little nicer to Roku whenever she does good things so that might tell something about his character. But all in all he's really morally ambigous, slightly to the darker side of the shade of grey too. Since he is bonded and still a reflection of Roku's true self, they can be eye to eye and in sync with the common enemy
Backstory: Yagi whole backstory is unclear prior before he made his first contact with Roku. Since Roku living in the unseen underworld of poverty, so do daemons as some actually live within the town in the narrow alley way or under the roof. The children or some homeless adult do comes across them a few time but these two group usaully keep their distance and minding their own bussiness. From what is known of Yagi, he did live with a small group of other young Daemon under some old abadorn roof, with Yagi being seen at the top of the pile of trash(Leader perhaps?). It was how Roku first come across him but they didn't interact. There's a likelyhood that Yagi has been stalking Roku for whatever reason though, either already prior to their first meeting or after, As when he first made his full sudden appearance and introduction to Roku right after she commited her first homicide it is seem as if he's already waitng for that moment to happen. A few words of exchange do imply that "He wasn't expect nor originally want it to be Roku whom he want to bond with" and likely it's the one she k,illed instead. Like a haunting ghost judging her crime, Yagi refuse to leave her side no matter what Roku did until they eventually....bonded, not through mutual respect but due to the unusual and unsettling forcefulness.
Strengths: Mostly similar to Roku; know his way around, how to adapt and survive, know how to get out of pitch, pretty ellusive, and find a way to take down something without direct confrontation. can go absolutely feral and savage if needed. His darkness can absorb light if it isn't a sudden brightness. Can shceme
Weakness: similar to Roku; not good with direct confrontation, His darkness manipulation is weak against sudden brightness, ultimately as much as he verbally abuse Roku, he still bound to her and in the end need to follow her need.
Extra:
-Unsettlingly(pun), while most unsettled daemon of children shift forms a lot, Yagi usually stay in one form for a long period of time, enough so that people would mistaken him to already be settled, especially with howcomplexly matured/emotionally stunned Roku is. Perhaps the fact that his forms are pretty similar/closely resemble animal reflect that. The minor difference between each form also somewhat reflect Roku and Yagi's emotion. Like if he is a Wolverine He is ready throw down
-His voice is pretty androgynous, can be mistaken as female
-Yagi is the exactly type of 'Daemon are evil!" adult warn children about
It was Unclear if he's schemeing for something bigger or if his motivation is truely is just to make Roku miserable. It was unclear how truthful Yagi's word is but he does let Roku know his end goal is to watch Roku di,e
Buck it, Character song baby...!
Roku going bananas Themes: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcP7un6GLi8
Lyrical Song that fits Roku(Profanity warning): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P4qaHpBz5M4
Roku's flashback theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q06FRYlAZeg
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RSKSuEHbvi4
(And all the varient tbh)
Roku being a good person or being soft theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BfMHkwRq2VM
Edit: Typos, Yagi's Back story and Extra, add Roku's weaknesses
Edit2: Shorten and Organize the form a little better, new info on Roku's Weaknesses and backstory
Edit3: Added Roku's Picture Yeehaw (also another weakness, strength, extra, and personality----it's going to keep adding up until the rp start isn't it XD)
Edit:4 C--character song...
Edit5: Add a bunch of character songs
It's hereee!!! :D Can the Daemon be the same gender? Edit! Woo!
Human Form
Name: Jach Oscar
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearance: rather tall and lanky but has a kinda round face, has very pale skin from spending most of his time inside. Deep purple hair, blue eyes. Usually wears a simple grey shirt and a black leather jacket, jeans, riding boots, a purple and blue wooden bead necklace and a hat that looks like Robin's Hood's one, minus the feather.
Personality: intelligent (mostly), darkish humour, likes to observe rather than join in, lively but only really when he has a task to do, likes puzzles and relishes the challenge of deciphering them, is veryyy awkward with people.
Backstory: Jach grew up a lonely kid. He didn't really have any friends except for the librarian at his local library, the pet store owner and two other kids, Ashley and Eisg. He frequented both places often, loving the worlds that books held and the soft touch of the animals. Unfortunately Eisg had to move away due to his parents divorcing, and after that Jach became more reckless without someone telling him not to some things. He and Ash dared each other to do slightly illegal or stupid things, and one day he dared Ash to steal an apple from a store on the other side of the road. She rushed over, but a speeding car screeched around a corner just then and hit her, k.illing her instantly. The car was black and had a crow outlined in white painted on the bonnet.
With both best friends gone, he hung around at the pet store even more. There, he befriended a black squirrel. The owner of the store told him that the squirrel had been rescued from the river and it had never wanted to leave the store after it had recovered. He ended up visiting everyday to see the squirrel, and it helped him through the rough year.
Jach did surprisingly well in school, but dropped out at the age of eleven because he could no longer cope with the other kids. No matter how much his parents begged him to go back, he did not.
He disappeared more often in the days then, usually spending time in the pet store. He and the squirrel grew closer and one day they both disappeared. No amount of searching could find them for ages. It wasn't until two days later he was found in a back alley playing with a lynx. The lynx promptly shifted to a crow and both it and the boy fled. They were caught later on, berated by his parents and authorities and eventually taken into the private school.
Strengths (3 minimal): incredible at maths (Help meee!), great at sneaking up on people, is a very good sword fighter from the practice Eisg gave him in his younger days.
Weakness' (3 minimal): poor eyesight, he really should have glasses but he hates them. Forgets to eat often, has gone for days without eating a few times. Is slightly afraid of going near light bulbs after one exploded on him.
Extra? Birthday is 9th of Dec.
Dæmon form
Name: Sikastan (Sika)
Age: 13 (Can they be younger than the human?)
Gender: male
Appearance: Always dark, be it feathers or fur.
Animals (3 Max)-
Small 1: Crow
Small 2: Squirrel
Big: Lynx
Powers (3 Max)-
Solo: air mimicry
Partial (optional): Glass manipulation
Shared (optional): Mind exchange
Personality: fun loving, likes playing tricks on people, doesn't care what people think of his personality but takes great care over appearance, loves music.
Backstory: It was just a dare. His friends had dared him to sneak into the human place and befriend a human. He could never resist a dare, so he scampered off to complete it. He hadn't reckoned on a storm coming in, and his poor feathers got too wet to fly. He dipped down lower and lower and just so happened to end up in a river. This is where he was found the next day by a human, the pet store owner, as she walked past on her way to work. She took him and brought him back to health, not suspecting that he was a daemon. He hung around there for a good few months before spotting the perfect human, which he befriended. He was going to go back to his friends with the human, Jach, in tow, but... He couldn't bring himself to do that. He loved being with the boy too much, as if they had a deep connection.
Strengths (3 min): good agility, great at finding things (Maybe he hides them?), oddly good at cheering people up.
Weakness' (3 min): takes wayyyyyy too long getting cleaned for big events such as parties, tends to zone out when someone is talking, has an annoying habit of scratching his claws on hard surfaces when stressed.
Extra? Uhhhh
Name: Reginald "Reg" Eason Pierce
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Above average in height at around 5'10. Reg has a lean physique, though on the more slender than muscular side. He has dark red hair. His hair's appearance is often just naturally messy, though not necessarily unstylish. It's longer on the top and tapered closer to the scalp further in/down.
He has a light complexion, with freckling. Light but stark blue, relatively narrow eyes, with large natural lashes.
Reg's clothing style consists of lots of baggier shirts tucked into high-waisted skinny pants.
(Not exactly gonna take full credit for this image, since I used Artbreeder. All I did was manipulate the properties until it turned into pretty close to what I envision Reg to look like.)
by Dylieh C:
Personality: Reg comes off as rather passive and placid, often not wanting to use effort unless pushed. Not a shy individual, but Reg is rather quiet unless he feels the need to add a snarky or blunt response or opinion. He is actually rather emotional despite the outward appearance he puts on. Despite trying to keep a cool exterior, Reg is able to quickly be rendered flustered, upset, or angry. A very action-based person, so he enjoys people who aren't turned off by his harsher words and instead focus on his motives. Over time can heavily attach to specific individuals, which can be good or bad depending on the other parties' motive.
Backstory:
Not an overly unique childhood, but Reg's parents split when he was 6, his father all but completely leaving his life. Not having a father figure around led to him seeking out other attention as compensation from a young age, also leading to unhealthy attachments to unsavory individuals. His mother is a good woman, but overworked due to being left as a single mother raising a child, often leaving Reg less supervised than was probably intended. The two live in a worn-out area of town in a small apartment. The atmosphere enabled Reg to start drinking and smoking as a young teen. This made the young Reg struggle to find the time or motivation to keep up with homework and tests, which heavily jeopardized his grades despite his potential. Over time, Reg matured and distanced himself from the groups he'd formerly hung out with, beginning to understand his current lifestyle's detriments to himself and others. This was a healthy choice in the long-run, but in the last year or two led to him becoming heavily guarded and isolated rather than finding a safer and better outlet for his emotional personality.
Strengths:
- Academically intelligent, even if he doesn't utilize it in studies.
- When he has the motivation, he's very daring and confident, willing to perform some dangerous activities.
- Not very athletic in the sense of form, but he has good physical strength; can run quite fast, lift heavy things, etc. without much issue.
Weakness':
- Heavily reliant on nicotine, and not having a fix can incite jitters, anxiety, and irritability, if not sickness after a period of time.
- Highly emotional, with little control over mood swings.
- Critical and lazy attitude can make it difficult to trust others and vice versa; his distant and noncaring posing makes creating and maintaining strong relationships difficult.
Extra?:
- Prefers being called Reg or Eason than his given name.
- Don't mind romance, with either gender, if it occurs. Not with anyone under 16 or over 18, though.
Themesong: Black Licorice - Peach Pit
~Dæmon Form~
Name: Corsen
Age: 11(?)
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Animals -
Small 1: Red Panda
Small 2: Flamingo
Big: Red Kangaroo
Powers -
Solo: Ecological Empathy
Partial: Quantity Manipulation
Shared: Mental Projection
Personality: Normally Corsen is quite playful and seems generally pleasant. However, she is very forward and headstrond, being difficult to control and direct as she often wants to do things her way. Corsen does have spells where she'll snap at others, especially strangers, out of caution, but is able to emphasize with people and daemons after learning about them, and is a loyal ally.
Backstory:
Corsen was only scavenging around in a nearby alleyway when she had noticed a nearby teen watching with mild curiosity at the sight of a red panda, clearly outside of its normal, natural habitat. The red-headed teen took a drag of his cigarette as the daemon hissed threateningly, though the warning only looked so intimidating in her current form.
After a short moment, Corsen had calmed down somewhat, despite her instinct to fight or flight from the human. Her ecological empathy didn't allow for her to connect directly with humans, but Corsen knew enough to realize this human was incredibly broken. His blue eyes were bloodshot, the complexion that'd normally be considered pale, a bright and uneven pink that came about from heavy tears unwillingly escaping a human's tear ducts. Even despite the wretched smell of cigarette smoke on Corsen's animal nose, she couldn't ignore the shaking of the hand that held the addictive stick.
The red panda begrudgingly watched, cautiously, the red-haired male. She had an unprecedented feeling something horrible may happen to him if she simply left him alone now. So she just watched until the male eventually got up and staggered away into the evening.
Corsen found herself drawn to the place, returning the next few nights, finally seeing the male human again one of those evenings. He wasn't as haggard as he'd been upon their first meeting. He seemed to be there for a similar reason to the red panda; curiously wondering if the other was still around.
These types of informal meetings continued, the male eventually confessing things to the daemon that he didn't share with acquainted humans. Corsen somehow understood the male more than another human, despite his relatively mundane, though no less damaging, strifes and conflicts. Over time, the two became dependant on one another, as if Corsen were a way for the male to keep going in a world he'd thought he wasn't needed in anymore. For Corsen, she thought she was helping the male, but conversely found he was equally saving her.
Strengths:
- Great at relaying her vision of how to do things (though may not line up with others' morals or methods); strategist
- Highly empathizes with others
- Very loyal
Weakness':
- May fall to manipulation to get her way.
- May overreact or act aggressively/violent to an unknown person or daemon, or to certain situations.
- Like Reg, can be highly emotional, so is not great with confrontation and issues where they can cloud her judgment. Her ecological empathy can at times be a detriment for this reason, as her connection to her surroundings may be overwhelming at times.
Extra?: N/A for now.
Recent Edits:
- added picture
Here's the form post XD
Edit: just editing and adding nothing too extravagant.
Edit: updating their personalities a bit
Form
Name: Coronach (Connie or Cory) Lange
Age: 18
Gender: female
Appearance: Coronach is pretty tall, around 6ft but her heeled boots tend to add a few inches. She has chocolate colored skin, black wavy hair and hazel eyes. It's not uncommon to see her in a dark gray tee shirt under a black jean jacket splattered with pastel paints. If you don't see in that, something might be wrong-or it's being washed.
Personality: Coronach is very independent, and a loner at times, usually seen being off to the sides and quieter due to the fact she wants to know more about them before opening up to them, and sometimes people are just loud and she perfers them to just shut up sometimes. She doesn't mind getting dirty, just as long as it washes out. She's not exactly shy, just not exactly someone who likes people and likes to be more wtih Aligerous than anyone-except when she finds a new friend. She loves to feel free and welcomes a little bit of danger when it meets her- however, unless it's at the expense of her freedom, she whole heartedly would like to avoid that.
Backstory: Coronach lived an average life in a home of 5 (including herself). While she loved her family she just couldn't help but like to get away from the bustle of her home life to be by herself and find a quiet place to just be with her thoughts. She eventually was able to find a small abandoned garden by her apartment and sit there and draw, throw paint at the walls, and even attempted and failed to revive the garden.
It was maybe a few days after she found her safe haven when a raven started coming over. She fed it, not thinking about what a raven might be doing out here until after a bit it would come back with some stuff ranging from an innocent piece of cloth to a more concerning kitchen knife. Connie would talk heart to heart with the raven, even giving him a name-Aligerous. They bonded to become nearly inseparable, and even getting nearly caught several times with one another.
One day both her and Aligerous were out in their hide away garden, they were bored as heck that day and decided to try something new, suggesting things until someone gave in. Aligerous suggested riding. Coronach laughed at that until her Dæmon turned into a lovely black stallion, tossing his head as he became his stallion form to gesture for Connie to hop on. They took a few minutes to learn the basics of rider and horse, and then things got real. Aligerous told her to hang on and then jumped the fence, going faster and faster around their home town. It was stupid really as everyone saw the two of them together, they just sped up and got faster and faster. And then Aligerous noticed a brick fence up ahead, he tried to stop but ended up bucking Coronach off and into the wall while he turned to a fox and tumbled to minimize the damage. While he got up fine, he wasn't sure how Coronach was. Quickly he went to check to see the girl splayed out in a very uncomfortable way besdies a wall on the other side. She seemed lifeless for a moment before her arms and legs snapped back into their rightful positions, all the bl.ood just seeped back into her and the cuts faded. After several GROSS minutes, the girl was back to normal, only a few places still hurting but she was alive.
Alive but getting sent to a private school. As stupid and reckless as that stunt was, Coronach and Aligerous had no regrets and totally planned on doing it again.
Strengths (3 minimal): she's creative, agile, good on her own, pretty chill overall
Weakness' (3 minimal): She's a bit absentminded, impulsive decision making, she's not very good at being empathetic to anyone/thing but Aligerous, she never has much opinion on things
Extra? ....mmm Her B-day is August 30th
Dæmon form
Name: Aligerous
Age: around 17 in human years
Gender: male
Appearance: Aligerous is always a dark (near black) blue, he also has the most mezermizing silver eyes
Animals (3 Max)-
(for reference)
Small 1: Raven
Small 2: Red fox
Big: Thoroughbred horse
Powers (3 Max)-
Solo: Mobile Invulnerability
Partial (optional): Silence manipulation
Shared (optional): Enhanced regeneration
Personality: Aligerous is usually very curious, creative and sometimes obnoxious. He likes to scavenge and find things for Connie because they like to make things together, and can be quite caring/generous and sometimes even grossly optimistic. He's reckless, hates being in confined spaces, and loves to go fast, usually having hard times stopping... But despite these things he loves to snuggle and just chill. He's also a bit food motivated (depending on the food that is, usually cereals)
Backstory: Aligerous wasn't really expecting his relationship with a random girl to go so far, he kinda just went over because he was bored and was fed some yummy fruit loops. So that was the number one thing that got him close to her. Soon after a few visits he began to return the favor with gifts for her and their bond grew with each activity they did in that garden, even sometimes outside when they went for jogs or walks. The girl, Conorach, taught him how to pain (he liked using reds) and they even spoke sometimes. But their relationship was sometimes just enjoying the company of one another.
After that, Aligerous felt himself changing from the inside. As he heard a Dæmon did when they bonded with their person, his outward apperance stayed the same, but with Coronach he always felt the need to protect her, whenever he heard her say 'ow' he always made sure to heal her. Or when they were going to the garden he would send silence to her feet or to his wings.
But that was before he felt the need to do something dramatic. He decided to teach Coronach to ride his stallion form, which brought back some memories when he went horse but ignored them. They started slow, sometimes usually doing it around the garden every day, until one day he decided to give her a rush and a real taste of flight. So once Coronach was one he warned her to hold tight, and he took off and leapt over the fence blocking their secret place. He the usual clippity clops of his hooves were silent, like riding on clouds. But unlike anything he got faster and faster until he knew he wouldn't be able to stop. But it was glorious. This was flight on the ground. People saw them, their faces of disapprovement were clear-but at that moment nothing mattered. It wasn't until he noticed an obstacle in his way that he had to break the fun. Flinging Coronach over the brick fence and into the opposite wall, while he shifted to a fox to minimize the damage... He glaned over the fence to see that his powers were taking effect on his human. Her bones were snapping back into palce and the injuries were fading to nothing. In no time she was back on her feet.
The fun ended when the two got sent to a private school specifically made for the bonded human and Dæmon. As stupid and reckless as that stunt was, Coronach and Aligerous had no regrets and totally planned on doing it again.
Strengths (3 min): fast, good at finding some things, good at remembering stuff, can mimicry some people or things (but it's his rasp that gives it away), also good at keeping Coronach from looking like a fool
Weakness' (3 min): has a hard time stopping when he's going really fast, sometimes his curiosity can get the best of him, he's a bit too reckless for certain things, a terrible influence sometimes, cannot deal with confined spaces (claustrophobia)
Extra? I guess his b-day is November 1st. He also has a low and really raspy voice in all forms
is this going up soon?
if you need someone to bounce ideas off of, let me know!
I'm excited! Don't work yourself too hard, motivation is a pain to get back XD
Ah the clouds, hold up I can fix that *gets a fan and tries to blow them away to where I lives*
Yay! XD but we're patient beans... I think...
dude, I totally get it. EVERYONE hates a gloomy day
Well, I am ready when you are lol. First post is queued up and it's a juciy one.
Is it okay to bump this? The thread fall into the second page on my track page and it was hard to see if there is any updates
This is going to be a long oversight so it's fine if you don't wanna but is it okay to save power for the character that I might make after the school arc (Heh, arc) since you mention there will be more fractions. It's going to be long until we reach that point and at first I wasn't gonna since i do have many option of power this character could have but all those option are being saved already while the rp is going on and I left with only one for each so I was slightly panic XD
The powers in questions are Organic Construction and camouflage (Might change if more power are being add)
Human form
Name: Neveah (Neve for short)
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Appearance: Short dark hair, milky blue-greenish eyes due to massive corneal scarring. About 160 cm. She usually lets her dæmon pick her clothes, not caring all that much, and his fashion sense isn’t the greatest. So she often ends up with things that don’t necessarily go well together. Usually barefoot.
Personality: Curious but careful, aware of her own limitations, though she tries to push them now and then. Likes to keep to herself at times. She’s hard to push around and won’t be made to do something she doesn’t want to do. Can be a bit snarky. Often she drifts away into her own world after a while, despite trying to stay focused on what’s happening around her.
Backstory: Neveah grew up on the outskirts of the city and as a child loved exploring in the woods nearby. Once, when she was twelve, she stumbled upon a cobra, not noticing its presence until she accidentally stepped on its tail. Panicked, it sprayed its venom, instinctively aiming for the eyes and hitting bullseye. Her screaming brought nearby townspeople to her location and drove the snake away.
A period of pain, uncertainty and depression followed, in that order. For a time, there was hope that she might retain some vision, but eventually it became clear that the snake's venom had done too much damage to her corneas. A transplant was attempted, but her body rejected it, leaving her blind and depressed as she tried to adapt to her sightless new reality.
Until a talking magpie landed on her windowsill. A dæmon, as it turned out. He didn’t tell her why he picked her specifically, but he helped her adapt, acting as a kind of seeing eye dog, describing and guiding her through her surroundings. She became more confident in the eternal darkness, realizing that sight wasn’t the only way to observe her surroundings, and they became friends.
Eventually he did tell her, when he felt he had bonded with her and couldn’t hide it anymore. It drove a wedge into their relationship for a while, as Neve struggled to come to terms with having bonded to the creature that both took her life away and gave it back. Eventually she forgave him, realizing he’d been tearing himself up over it ever since it happened and all the effort he had made to help her since. It took a while, but she’s okay with it now. Basically she considers her sight in exchange for a dæmon and accompanying powers a fair trade. And yes, she is aware that most people acquire a dæmon without the drama.
Her parents are kind of ambivalent about the whole situation. They’re proud of the way she deals with her handicap and lives her life despite it, but concerned about the influence and intentions of the dæmon whispering in her ear all day. They don’t know Drishti’s the one who blinded her, she lied when they asked to protect him, but they do harbour suspicions towards the dæmon. They sent her to Leysha Ibrott so people with actual knowledge of and experience with dæmons could keep an eye on the situation.
Strengths (3 minimal):
- Very calm and level-headed, doesn’t panic or anger easily.
- She’s reasonable, but holds her ground if she refuses to do something.
- She doesn’t want pity, but is not afraid to play along in order to get perks and things…it amuses her. She’ll turn 180 degrees and leave people gaping as well.
- Not entirely sure if this counts as a strength, but the only bit of vision she has left is photoreception, i.e. she can tell apart light and dark.
Weaknesses (3 minimal):
- She can’t see. She manages with Drishti’s help and the powers he grants her, but she still can’t see. Also likely because of the dæmon's help, her other senses don’t compensate for it as much as a normal blind person's would, so she is very dependent on him.
- She gets around fine, especially in familiar surroundings, but is in no way fast or athletic. In unfamiliar places, she’s rather slow and uncertain and takes a while to get comfortable.
- She can’t always read a situation right and is bad at recognizing and responding to sudden changes.
Extra?
She prefers to walk barefoot to better be able to sense vibrations, both in- and outdoors, unless the temperature is below freezing. Then it’s shoes with thin soles, but she can sense vibrations less well with those. Cold feet are worse though.
Dæmon form
Name: Drishti
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Piebald
Animals (3 Max)-
- Small 1: Javan spitting cobra
- Small 2: Australian magpie
- Big: Cape buffalo
(Couldn't find a picture of a spotted one...use your imagination)
Powers (3 Max)-
- Solo: Empathic inundation
- Partial (optional): Sound manipulation
- Shared (optional): Vibration detection
Personality: Drishti’s the worrier of the pair, although he himself might describe it as ‘more sensible’. He’s basically Neve's eyes, and he takes that very seriously. Deep down, he feels vaguely discontented at being tethered to a human, but he doesn’t acknowledge these feelings and Neve doesn’t know about them. He doesn’t regret things, it’s more of a vague longing to what might have been, had his life gone differently. He gets lost in these musings sometimes, and Neve has to pull him out of them.
Backstory: He was out exploring the world, not intending to find a human partner originally. During the aftermath of the incident, he hid in shame and fear, until he decided the only way to alleviate those feelings was to go check up on his victim and maybe see if he could do something to help. He didn’t plan on bonding with Neve, but he views it as destiny or fate that it did happen.
The incident kind of permanently scared him out of using his venom in cobra form. It’s an absolute last resort. Most people don’t know that though, and an aggressively hissing cobra displaying fangs usually gets the point across just fine. And he has no such qualms with the (physical) abilities his other forms grant him.
Strengths (3 min):
- He will do anything to protect Neveah. The only situation in which he might conceivably use his venom again would be if she were threatened or otherwise in danger.
- He doesn’t like fighting all that much, but if he has to he’s surprisingly good at it.
- Hard to provoke, although that also might be because he just doesn’t notice he’s being provoked.
Weaknesses (3 min):
- Guilt. He tries to make up for it by helping her in any way he can, but even though he knows it was instinct and Neve doesn’t blame him (anymore), he’s never completely gotten over the fact that he blinded his human.
- As mentioned before, he’s very protective of Neve, and knowing she depends on him means he rarely leaves her side. Literally. He spends most of his time wrapped around or perched on her shoulders, depending on the form he’s in. As a buffalo, he prefers to have her on his back. Even when they are apart, the bulk of his attention is on her, at the cost of missing almost everything else that may be happening.
- He’s gotten very good at describing situations, but not so much at actually undertaking action. Neveah makes most of the decisions.
Extra? He can read. Well enough, anyway.
don't mind me, just waiting for Toothy to post
Wait I did XD third page
whoops! must've missed it! I'll reply soon
Heads up! I'm going out of town tomorrow and won't be back till Saturday, so little to no posting from me during that time :3
XD thanks, I hope I have fun... what whatever i'm doing XD
I haven't replied for ages because of the forums messing up, plus absolutely awful internet. Sorry :|
I think we're just waiting on Toothy to come back, but I'm willing to skip orientation
I'm okay with skipping
Other than smuggling hydrogen peroxide, I am good. Lila is going to arrive late anyways
Form
Name: Ithiel Rosaire Seaghdha (pronounced as i-thi-el ro-zehr shay)
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Personality:
As his appearance suggests, Ithiel is gentle and soft-spoken. He is overall a courteous young man, always carefully choosing his words to suit the other's mood. He is quite the optimist as well, searching for a silver lining no matter how bleak the situation is.
Despite his ever shining optimism and privileged life, Ithiel deeply understands the many hardships of life. He is always willing to lend an ear or a hand to people in need regardless of who they are. However, he keeps to himself, hardly ever letting anyone in his boundaries.
Due to his upper-class upbringing and seclusion, Ithiel often expresses childlike wonder and curiosity towards various mundanities.
Backstory:
Ithiel was born to House Seaghdha, a noble house in Riddari. He is the third child of four siblings.
Having been born with abnormal yet beautiful hair and eye color, Ithiel was immediately favored by his parents. In turn, it created a great strain with his older siblings. They acted aggressively towards him, even numerously crossing the line. Despite that, Ithiel bore no grudges against them. He understood why they loathed him and thus never told his parents about it, fearing he would only aggravate them more.
In contrast, Ithiel shared a close relationship with his younger brother. He always treated him like how he wished his older siblings did to him. Unfortunately, even that wasn’t enough and the younger turned against him. It was then Ithiel first met Valefar.
Ithiel was bonded to Valefar when he was 15. Immediately, his siblings tried to pry the daemon away but a few failed attempts was enough to discourage them. In the end, they never bothered Ithiel again. His parents, on the other hand, felt ambivalent. They generally left the daemon be, though it was clear that they tried to have Ithiel spend less time with him. Eventually, they decided to enroll Ithiel in Leysha-Ibrott.
Strength:
- Despite not sharing his daemon’s Extrasensory Perception, Ithiel is highly alert most of the time. His senses, be it physical or emotional, are sensitive. He often can pick up subtle changes or abnormalities around him and respond accordingly.
- Very patient and understanding.
- Tends to easily win people’s trust with his friendly and soothing demeanor.
Weakness:
- His alertness isn’t always accurate due to his paranoid tendency.
- Low self-confidence. He often questions his decision, leaving him easily manipulated sometimes.
- Physically frail. He isn't prone to illness but he greatly lacks strength.
Extra: N/A
Dæmon form
Name: Valefar
Age: 86
Gender: Male
Appearances:
Occasionally, his eyes glint golden
Animals (3 Max)-
Small 1: European Robin
Small 2: Eastern Grass Owl
Big: Ostrich
Powers (3 Max)-
Solo: Extrasensory Perception
Partial: Water Manipulation
Shared: Hypnotic Vision
Personality:
Cool and stoic, Valefar usually displays a monotonic demeanor. He hardly ever expresses his emotions, even in instances that normally elicit a reaction. It isn’t an act, rather truly because he rarely feels strongly towards anything. A perfectionist, he is meticulous in everything he does, though mindful of its importance as well.
Backstory:
Valefar used to lead an isolated life. He traveled the continent, settling in areas devoid of both humans and daemons. Despising communities, even those of his own kind, he reasoned there was no use going outside the boundary by socializing with humans. He was content living in the wild, spending years in a peaceful albeit lonely life.
Though he has grown comfortable towards Ithiel, Valefar still insists that before meeting him, he merely roamed the wilderness. However, based on his sufficient knowledge of present day mankind, it’s likely he had settled in human civilization at some point.
Strength:
- Objective, painfully so. He assesses and decides without emotion, so much that his appraisals are rarely wrong.
- Remarkable memory. He remembers most of his experiences in detail.
- Calm and level-headed in any situation.
Weakness:
- Though impartial, his judgement is prone to be clouded when it concerns Ithiel.
- Sometimes fusses too much over details and misses the big picture.
- Doesn’t mince his words. Ithiel has learnt to perceive what lies behind them but others usually see him as rude.
Extra: N/A
i'm ready whenever everyone else is
I'm ready when you guys are
Yap :3 time skip whee! XD
I think me and Sky's peeps were just heading back
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The world has been void of Dæmons for generations. They were creatures that were gifted at a young age through trials and contests, eventually becoming manifestations of the persons inner-self, with magical abilities that mirror their equals soul. Thought to be driven to near extinction after a five year war between Dæmons and humans, the brutal victory of humanity causing their name to be tainted. However, the topic is still well present in the lives of the people today. Spoken mostly in history and viewed as evil entities to their way of life, they try to veer people away from approaching what creatures are left. The remaining entities are said to be followers of an anarchist named Thrasir Krapter, the one person that still fought for the beings long after their defeat. Naming his rebellious group Æthra, and giving this time of Dæmon splitting and revolution the name of the Æthraian Times. Spending his life gathering allies to free people from the cruelty of the Dæmon splittings in the years following, and nearly succeeding in the collapse of the government under the premise that they were killing a persons soul. Showing that people without Dæmon's are far more bleak than those with one. Though, the man's winning streak was short lived, as he and his closest alleys met an untimely demise in their final attempt to eradicate it. From then on, Dæmons became a taboo subject after they were untied from their people, and became an even rarer sight.
Although, the history of their kind never stopped them from dangerously venturing into the cities in search of companions. The slack regulations of Threta and many other cities gave way for many Dæmon's to form a bond with the children of this city. But the idea of bonding with Dæmons is still a highly frowned upon action by the masses. Due to the limited regulations of the city, they instead waited until the children are twelve years old and then invited them to a lavish private school called Leysha Ibrott, that lays outside of Threta. There, they say they'll teach them how to properly tame the powers their creature's possess, putting them through several tests in hopes that it will make their transition into adult hood easy with the creatures. However, their true intentions are hidden within all the tests and games they present.
Dæmon's lived in clans or tribes in the country of Daurar, and generally well out of the way of cities or people. Born as the general species of their parents, with one other form to shift between. Their fur, scales, or feathers always have a shimmering sheen slightly altering their colours. In some lighting, it appears as if the edges of their bodies are glowing. This little tall tale sign is able to tell anyone that they're a Dæmon at first glance, assuming they know what they're looking for. Although, among animals who already have such coats, it's harder to tell. Their clans raise them on tales of the past and train them to defend themselves, then send off groups of dæmons to cities they believe they can find someone in. Threta's the prefered for many nearby clans and tribes, even some developed in the city itself. But, the populous still has a nasty distaste for the creatures, despite their tolerence for them. Each clan and tribe have different traditions throughout each and every one of them. No group is the same, and can even battle among each other to increase the chances of their young finding their equal. Their scarcity increasing the bar to their goal caused them to become competitive in their search. Those on their own become more aggressive than those in clans or tribes.
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Made a map of the country
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Be sure to read the description to understand the terrains better.
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