[quote=@Laue]
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[b]Name[/b]: Alicia de Cassaris

[b]Age:[/b] 36

[b]Gender[/b]: Female

[b]Arcana[/b]: 
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[*][b]Blinding Light[/b] - Channeling magic through her shield, Alicia releases an extremely bright flash of light in front of her shield, blinding anyone looking in her direction.
[*][b]Wrathfire Enchantment[/b] - A personal modification to elemental weapon enchantment, this magic temporary superheats her weapon and envelops it in fiery flame. The weapon itself is in no way damaged from this spell.
[*][b]Smite[/b] - Channels magical energy through her weapon, unleashing a powerful bolt of lightning towards whatever direction her weapon was pointing. The shocking impact of this spell leaves any survivors stunned, though it may not be as effective against more powerful demons.
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[b]Race[/b]: Human

[b]Mark of the demon[/b]: A scar across the chest, as if her heart was ripped out. Also, her hair turned from raven black to blood red.

[b]Profession[/b]: Royal Guard (At least before the fall)

[b]Appearance[/b]: Alicia cares little for appearances. While she at least attempts to at least maintain her hair hair, unless, of course, she is using a helmet. When she isn't wearing her armor, she wears very plain, peasant-like clothes.

[b]Personality[/b]: The events of the fall changed her. Her optimism turned into wrath, boundless energy she possessed now used for one purpose and one purpose only - to purge the demonic scum. Or anyone that gets in the way of that. Though her past self is rather repressed, there are still hints of a woman she once was - joyful and smiling, and yet a stalwart guardian. Though for this side of her to surface, she needs to be with people she's close with. And considering her almost suicidal approach to "purge the demons", she finds little like-minded individuals. Luckily for Alicia, there's always someone to persuade her to not just walk into Veiron blindly.

[b]Bio[/b]: Born on a noble family, from the onset she was very different from her sisters. Where her sisters preferred lady-like games and played with various dresses, Alicia was more interested in what her brothers were doing, which usually involved wooden swords and shields. While at first her parents tried to dissuade her, thinking it's just a phase, it never passed. Year by year, she kept practicing sword fighting, keeping up well with her brothers even. Eventually her family gave in, and allowed her to join the same lessons her brothers were undertaking - combat, warfare and chivalry. Unfortunately, this meant she was almost impossible to be used a bride for any important marriage, and Alicia just being there pretending to be a boy would sully her family's reputation. Fortunately, the King's Royal Guard were not at all selective about the gender. While for a noble family, sending a son to be a Royal Guard would damage their prestige, sending a DAUGHTER would make a pretty prestigious statement. 

For Alicia, this was a dream come true. She did not want to be just a tool for a strategic marriage. She wanted to be something. And being a Royal Guard was just that something. The Royal Guard training regimen was tough, and that was her favorite part. It didn't matter whether you were a man or a woman, it was up to you to accomplish the set goals. During the training they were taught a big of magic, mostly how to imbue and channel it through their weapons. While not nearly as powerful as a spell that a real wizard would produce, it was a key weapon in their arsenal. Out of many that aspired to be Royal Guards, few succeeded in completing the training. Alicia was one of them. It was the happiest day of her life, even more so because her own family came to celebrate her new status. 

However, these were times of peace, and the Royal Guard, the elite warriors of the King, had little to do. During this time, however, Alicia grew a great appreciation for the King, even though some of the things he ordered them to do were odd. They were instructed to search for any information about demons and learn about them, and applying said knowledge to their fighting style. For all Alicia knew, demons were just a fairy-tale to scare misbehaving children, but she dared not to question the King's command. And aside from taking care of highwaymen and other misbehaving rabble, the Royal Guard had little else to do anyway. 

And then the fateful day came. Everyone in the Royal Guard knew something was amiss. The King was visibly shaken, terrified. Some kind of malicious presence was in the air even. Most odd was his urgent command to evacuate the capital and form the Stormbringers. Thinking their King ill, the Royal Guard did not flee immediately. Instead they tried to understand the ramblings of their King. And a few hours after that, all hell broke lose. The finals words of their king, just as the demons started descending upon the capital, was to "RUN". And so they did, hearing the screams of their King, of everyone in the keep echoing throughout, as they ran. Alicia doesn't know if any other Royal Guards succeeded in escaping. Her whole world was violently torn away from her, it felt like her own heart was ripped out. She even got a nasty scar across her chest to match the sensation, as her hair turned blood red, something not ever seen in this land.

And now being one of the few surviving people who heard about the Stormbringer formation order, she roams the land looking for potential recruits, all the while having her fellow comrades dissuade her from waging one woman crusade against the demons. 

[b]Equipment[/b]: Royal Guards possessed high quality weapons and armor, and this is what she bears to this day. She has an oil-fueled lantern, as well as a backpack for various provisions.[/hider][/quote]

The CS looks pretty standard fair and if I might say a lot better than the previous incarnation. There is however one thing regarding the Arcana section. Magic, at least legal magic is born not made. Only those with magical apptitude can perform spells. There would be no teaching spells "but nothing compared to what a real wizard could do". You either are a wizard or you aren't there is no inbetween. The only type of magic that can be taught us witchcraft which is both infinitely more complicated and a hanging offense.

I realize I only told someone about this in PM and not in the general information panel so that's my fault. Normal weapons can't handle having magic channeled through them. It causes them to degrade very quickly to the point of melting into a hunk of slag. Even before the fall smiths capable of making enchantment grade weapons were rare and charged much for there services. After the fall many were hunted by demons for there capabilities or simply for sport and now if any are left they are in hiding. This means that enchanted weapons made recently or having magic channel through them tenders the weapon useless very quickly. The only stable enchanted weapons are like Tryanny very old and often heirlooms of royal houses dating back to the lands settling by what would become major houses.

And to everyone, I realize that so far most of you are playing former nobles if Veiron but that doesn't mean all of you have magic weaponry. These objects are meant to be rare and highly sought after and following the fall often pass hands just like the Elder Wand, through bloody means.

[quote=@Medjedovic]
[hider=the Eternal Squire]
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[color=0072bc][h2][b][i]Charles Agoure de Berthain, the Eternal Squire[/i][/b][/h2][/color][/center]
[color=0072bc][b]Age:[/b] [/color]24
[color=0072bc][b]Gender:[/b][/color] Male
[color=0072bc][b]Race:[/b][/color] Human
[color=0072bc][b]Mark of the demon:[/b][/color] Charles has emphasized fangs which are easy to notice when he speaks. 
[color=0072bc][b]Profession:[/b][/color] Squire, Monster Hunter 
[color=0072bc][b]Personality:[/b][/color] Charles is bitter. Ten years ago, when the demons invaded, so much was taken from him and since then a hot red fury has festered within him. He hates demons, with passion a human can have only for his lover or nemesis. Killing demons, exterminating them, that is Charles raison d'etre and in these ten years he has forgotten the core tenants of the kingdom’s knights: protect the weak. There’s little thought for the weak in Charles’ mind. He hunts demons for the family he lost, for the lands which were his birthright, for the kingdom in which he was the scion of one of the greatest noble houses, for the life of comfort and luxury which was violently transformed into one of never-ending wandering and struggle. 

Charles does not believe that he will ever get back what he lost, and that is perhaps the darkest aspect of his anger. It is devoid of hope. He sees no life past his war with demons, no light at the end of this dark tunnel. He has already come to terms with the fact that he will most likely die fighting demons, like his master did before him. But that’s alright, for Charles. If it is his destiny to be killed by those vermin, he’ll struggle to take as many of them to the grave with him. He’ll fight so hard and kill so many, that when he’s finally gone demons will look behind their shoulders, fearing that even dead Charles may come in pursuit at any moment. 

From outsider’s perspective Charles is a young man of few words. This is not because he is inherently gloomy or asocial, but because Charles dislikes speaking much ever since he acquired his demon markings. He is ashamed of the demonic taint he carries and hates showing it to strangers. Even among fellow Stormbringers, who also carry markings of demons, Charles feels slight discomfort with his inhumanely long and sharp fangs being seen. 

[color=0072bc][b]Bio:[/b][/color]  Charles was raised in a huge family estate, looked after by dozens of servants who dared not to disobey any of his wishes, and surrounded by luxury rivalled only by that of the king. As the firstborn of the Duke de Berthain, one of the most powerful men in the kingdom of Veiron, his life was pretty much planned out for him from the beginning. He was to be taught from a young age about the matters of war, politics, art, history, literature, then, when he was older, he was to be taught combat. When he reached his teens Charles was to become squire and, upon becoming an adult, he was to be made a full knight and marry a daughter of lineage equally as noble as his.

For the first fourteen years things went as the Duke de Berthain desired, but the day after Charles became a squire, when he was supposed to leave on a questing journey with his master Sir Bernard Marath, fate put an end to all plans of the old Duke and every mortal in the city of Veiron. With the fall of the King and the demonic invasion, city was quickly destroyed and everyone in it slaughtered. Charles himself, lost to shock and horror upon seeing the hordes from hell and the destruction they spread, would have lost his life if it weren’t for the bravery of his new master. Sir Bernard sacrificed his life to protect his new squire and ensure Charles’ escape to safety outside of Veiron. 

Upon burring Sir Bernard, Charles was left without anyone and anything. With only his mount, armour, weapons and a week worth of provisions, he left on his questing journey. He would spend the next ten years slaying demons and other beasts as a monster hunter for hire, for although killing demons and their ilk gave him twisted kind of pleasure he had to eat and maintain his equipment. In the first year since he began his wanderings Charles learned about the Stormbringers and joined their ranks, and would from time to time travel with one or more of them, sometimes out of convenience but sometimes also out of pure desire for company. 

[color=0072bc][b]Equipment:[/b][/color] Full plate armour, lance, shield, sword. 

[color=0072bc][b]Notes:[/b][/color] Mount which Charles rides is a beast called Galheat, a creature which resembles a horse-sized ram. It has the same strength, speed and stamina as a horse, but it also has horns which it can use in battle. Galheats are highly intelligent animals and can live for a very long time. Sournas, the particular Galheat in Charles’ possession, was a present from his father upon becoming a squire and has been loyal friend and companion to the young man in these past ten years.
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Accepted, minor note, Veiron is the Capitol of the kingdom not the name of the kingdom but otherwise great job.