[hider=Henri Larue] [center][img]https://s26.postimg.cc/kso3jiud5/534d74503af2cb3943d1cff94b5bf87c.png[/img][/center] [color=red][b]UserName:[/b][/color] [color=gray]13org[/color] [color=red][b]Character name:[/b][/color] [color=gray]Henri Larue[/color] [color=red][b]Age: [/b][/color] [color=gray]19[/color] [color=red][b]Mageblood type:[/b][/color] [color=gray]Clima[/color] [color=red][b]Favoured Magic Class:[/b][/color] [color=gray]Aeromancy[/color] [color=red][b]Previous Magic training:[/b][/color] [color=gray]Novice, only the necessary to perform on the circus he was born in.[/color] [color=red][b]Race:[/b][/color] [color=gray]Human Naerse[/color] [color=red][b]Appearance: [/b][/color] [hider=] [img]https://s26.postimg.cc/5oz2w3pdl/29a611301170edcbfb8f6d5df0e1e1c6.jpg[/img] [/hider] [color=gray]Henri has light blonde, almost white short hair, and a face that would make any maiden envious. Due to his job as a performer in the Larue Circus, taking care of his appearance is somewhat important. His delicate face and smooth skin are evidences of this fact. Standing at 5'8", he has a deceptively slender body. Trained since he was born, he moves almost like a cat thanks to his agility and almost unbelievable flexibility. His body, although not as bulky and tough looking, is very muscular, to the point that he can support his own weight with one hand with ease. Needless to say, a contortionist, acrobat and knife juggler / thrower needs to have complete control over his own muscles. Henri usually wears almost skintight pants and shirts, a simple, red cowl, some belts and pouches to hold his knives and some other useful things for a performance and some silk bandages around his forearms. He doesn't have a particular taste for clothes per se, for him, as long as its comfortable and flexible enough for him to jump and move freely, he will wear anything. Maybe that is due to him being raised in an itinerant street circus, but he is almost never seen without his knives. The number of daggers he has hidden on his body is unbelievable, leading to some pretty ridiculous situations when he needs to enter a place where weapons are not permitted.[/color] [color=red][b]Equipment: [/b][/color] -[color=red]Bandages (Made of silk):[/color] [color=gray]They have some... Unusual uses. Silk is expensive, but these 'bandages' were given to him because they are part of the materials he uses for his performances. On combat, they have many, many uses, including wrapping around limbs to prevent someone from moving or making them fall, or even being used just like a rope dart, tying it on the end of one of his daggers to throw it and swing it. The silk is the perfect material for these type of things, as it is incredibly light (easily manipulated by wind magic) and incredibly resistant. [/color] [hider=Daggers] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/9d/1e/1d/9d1e1d3a162894325a1b477f5a11f714.jpg[/img] [/hider] [color=red][b]Bio:[/b][/color] [color=gray]The Larue are a very well known itinerant troupe, having some of the most fantastical artists and performances around. Not having a fixed home, they are constantly traveling, hopping from town to town, doing their shows in trade of a place to stay and some money. Their presence in a town is almost always noted both by noblemen and common folk alike. With almost two centuries of history, there were multiple generations of Larue artists that were born, lived and died using this same name. The history behind the origin of the Larue troupe is actually pretty interesting. No one knows, or seems to remember the exact reason for the first members to leave behind their old lives completely, rejecting their possessions, names, homes, not mattering if they were rich or poor, and dedicate their entire lives to the nomadic, colorful and happy lifestyle that became the trademark of the Larue troupe. This tradition is not as widely followed as before, and the Larue are extremely rigid about accepting new members on their family, but sometimes, there is a person who really has the heart and soul of a Larue and is willing to give up on their previous life to join them. One reason why the Larue became more rigid about accepting others is that as the time went on, the Larue became an actual family, with actual blood ties. With the Larue troupe created, many of their members developed romantic interests for one another, due to living together, acting like a family & etc. As a result, many of them married and had kids with members of the own troupe. After nearly two centuries and many generations, the "Larue" name became synonym of those who have almost perfect physiques, due to their incessant training and genetic traits. Henri Larue, born from two members of the Larue troupe, was raised amongst dancers, acrobats, storytellers, knife throwers and many other artists. Due to this upbringing, is not surprising that he also came to enjoy those arts. Henri grew up to be an incredibly beautiful boy, having a smooth skin and delicate face, enough to make even noblewomen envy him. But beauty wasn't everything that young Henri had... He also was blessed not only with an incredibly flexible and agile body, but he was also blessed with mageblood. Magebloods are incredibly rare, but there were a small few mageblooded Larues in the troupe. Learning the basics on how to use his power, Henri quickly became one of the main attractions on the shows. Dangerous, exciting, exhilarating, marvelous... these were just some of the adjectives used to describe Henri's performances. Ones of the most daring acts he performed, included the silk bandages on his arms, a knife and a 'target'. By discreetly tying the bandage in the end of one of his knives, he would throw it in such a way that it was certain to hit his partner. The knife would stop inches away from his partner's face. By use a tiny bit of wind magic, a faint breeze would blow under the bandages, making them stand upright, with the dagger hanging on the other end. Other interesting numbers involved him using his wind magic to make impossible movements by making him faster or creating small breezes to move the bandages, creating beautiful patterns with the silk and obscuring the public's view, deceive and manipulate their perceptions in illusion tricks. But the streets are not kind to everyone... Having a nomadic lifestyle also means knowing how to defend themselves, and sometimes... how to steal to survive. The only rule amongst the Larue was to never steal out of pure greed and not be caught while stealing, as it would affect the troupe's reputation, and it was incredibly effective. Nobody had never caught a Larue stealing anything. Most often, they thought that it was the work of common pickpocketers that were common to appear anywhere with a lot of people. The Larue weren't just artists. They were only able to live the way they did because they earned it. It took an incredible amount of courage, or foolishness, to mess with a Larue. Both mind and body polished over years and years, made them incredibly cunning and dangerous opponents. Henri was no different, with an incredible prowess with knives, and a strong and agile body, Henri sure knew how to take care of himself, even without using his magic. After he turned 18, the opportunity arised for him to further train his magic powers on the Twilight College. Henri had no reason not to go, and besides that, he would love to know more about the one thing that surpassed any comon sense, the one thing that was always a mystery to him, magic. Packing the few things he had, he departed. It would be... lonely to be away from the cheerful and happy day to day and the heartful laughter from the troupe... [/color] [color=red][b]Good Attributes:[/b][/color] [list] [*] [u][color=red]Acrobat/Parkour:[/color][/u] [color=gray]Henri has an incredibly agile, flexible body and balance. Although he is not as light and weightless as the elves, being able to jump through the trees and walk over thin ice, his body has a good balance between power and speed. Taking out the weight factor, he can keep up even with an elf depending on the location and circumstances. [/color] [*] [u][color=red]Jack of Blades:[/color][/u] [color=gray]Henri always had a weird attachment to daggers and knives, and can handle them like no one. Be it throwing or wielding them.[/color] [*] [u][color=red]Trickster's Blessing:[/color][/u] [color=gray]Unpredictable movements, attacks and having both tongue and mind as sharp as his daggers make him an incredibly dangerous opponent both in a combat or out. The worse thing one can do when fighting against him is taking its eyes off Henri.[/color] [*] [color=red][u]Disguise Presence:[/u][/color] [color=gray]The streets aren't a kind place... Sometimes, its better to be a nobody, a ghost, instead of having a strong presence and be noted.[/color] [*] [u][color=red]Crazy Legs:[/color][/u] [color=gray]Although Henri has never trained any martial arts before, his kicks are nothing to scoff at. Fast and powerful, his "martial art" consists of various acrobatic movements, lacking any specific style or form. [/color][/list] [color=red][b]Bad Attributes:[/b][/color] [list] [*] [u][color=red]Unfit for Nobility:[/color][/u] [color=gray]Henri was raised amongst a troupe of itinerant artists. He is incredibly uncomfortable in 'noble' places, such as in a banquet, in a castle & etc. Needless to say, he doesn't trust nobles that much. [/color] [*] [u][color=red]Rogue's Honor:[/color][/u] [color=gray]Henri always pays his debts. Be them good or bad, especially bad. (Help him, and he will 'owe you one'. Deceive or use him, and he will make you pay back for it.) [/color] [*] [u][color=red]Problems with Authority:[/color][/u] [color=gray]Its not a good idea to order him to do something... Its almost certain that he will not do it. Ask him instead, and you will have much better chances from him listening to you.[/color] [*] [u][color=red]Not a Soldier:[/color][/u] [color=gray]Henri is not a soldier or a mercenary... He wont stay and fight if things get ugly. [/color] [*] [u][color=red]Innocent lives matter:[/color][/u] [color=gray]Henri gets extremely uncomfortable on situations where innocent lives might be harmed and will do everything in its power (without risking his own safety) to save any innocent, sentient creatures.[/color] [*] [u][color=red]Not a big fan of closed spaces:[/color][/u] [color=gray]Henri gets uncomfortable in closed spaces. He gets agitated and becomes unable to think very well.[/color] [/list] [b]Secret Word:[/b] Rebirth [/hider] [hider=Mikhail Volkov] [center] [h2][b][color=6ecff6]Mikhail "Misha" Volkov[/color][/b][/h2] [img]https://i.postimg.cc/JhGSC8mT/rsz-joshua-raphael-yami-bakura.png[/img] [color=6ecff6][b]”Taking a life is easy. If you do it right, it can be as easy as simply waiting for it to happen. What is dangerous is when you start caring about who or why and start to simply... enjoy it.”[/b][/color] [hr][hr] [h2][b]Character Summary[/b][/h2] [b][color=6ecff6]Name:[/color][/b] Mikhail Volkov [b][color=6ecff6]Aliases:[/color][/b] 'Misha' [b][color=6ecff6]Age:[/color][/b] 32 [b][color=6ecff6]Birthday:[/color][/b] June 8th [b][color=6ecff6]Race/Species:[/color][/b] Dea Al Mon [b][color=6ecff6]Gender:[/color][/b] Male [b][color=6ecff6]Birthplace:[/color][/b] Dea Al Mon, Kaeleer. [b][color=6ecff6]Jewel color:[/color][/b] Birthright: Red Offering: Gray [b][color=6ecff6]Class/Caste:[/color][/b] Prince [b][color=6ecff6]Languages:[/color][/b] Common Dea Al Mon [b][color=6ecff6]Occupation:[/color][/b] [I]Saboteur[/I], Assassin. Usually takes works from noble houses plotting against other houses or even against themselves. [hr][hr] [h2][b]Appearance[/b][/h2] [b][color=6ecff6]Height:[/color][/b] 1,90m [b][color=6ecff6]Weight:[/color][/b] 80kgs [b][color=6ecff6]Eye Color:[/color][/b] Blue eyes. [b][color=6ecff6]Skin Tone:[/color][/b] White [b][color=6ecff6]Body Type:[/color][/b] Tall and slim. [b][color=6ecff6]Hair Color:[/color][/b] White. [b][color=6ecff6]Hair Style:[/color][/b] Long, sometimes tied in a long ponytail, sometimes untied. [hr][hr] [h2][b]Character Psychology[/b][/h2] [b][color=6ecff6]Sexuality:[/color][/b] Heterosexual [b][color=6ecff6]Relationship Status:[/color][/b] Single [b][color=6ecff6]Personality:[/color][/b] Mikhail's personality is an interesting topic. Normally he is a very amicable guy. Most of the times he is easy to approach. Often enjoying talking with others, the word 'kind' seems to perfectly describes Mikhail. People often enjoy having him close by as he is generally a very good company as he is always a calm and quiet guy. He tries to avoid unnecessary confrontations and draw as little attention to him as possible, often preferring to keep his opinions to himself if he sees they could draw the wrong type of attention to him. Regarding social situations, he will rarely approach someone, but if people approach him, he will mostly always show to be a calm and friendly guy. Mikhail fears being betrayed by someone he trusts, so thanks to this fear, he avoids any serious relationship. He is especially careful around blood female, as he knows that love is an even more effective way to control someone than craft. That doesn't mean he dislikes females. He greatly enjoys reading romance books & etc. Despite his placid and calm smile, there is one part of his expression that he cannot change. His eyes. Even with his calm, kind expression, if you look deep within his eyes, you can see an almost... frightening coldness... A calculating and penetrating gaze that seems to analyze everything that happens around him carefully. But things change radically when Mikhail enters a combat situation or is 'working'. That faint hint of coldness on his eyes from before becomes the only thing on his expression. He becomes incredibly calculating and cold. [b][color=6ecff6]Habits:[/color][/b] - Training. From studying, stretching and keeping his body flexible to actual combat techniques and even things like training his balance and gymnastics. - Always checking thoroughly the places he sleep. Be it an unknown inn or the same place he slept for the last week. - Taking a few moments before sleeping to meditate, in part to keep his 'sanity'. [b][color=6ecff6]Hobbies:[/color][/b] - Cooking - Reading, especially story books or sometimes studying. - Training, specifically free running and gymnastics. - Sightseeing, walking around and appreciating the small things such as the night breeze, the smell of the flowers & etc. [b][color=6ecff6]Fears:[/color][/b] - Ironically, even though he avoids relationships, he fears never having anyone whom he can really trust. Someone to stay by his side. - Losing his freedom. - Being betrayed. [b][color=6ecff6]Likes:[/color][/b] - The thrill of the hunt and kill. - Training - Reading - Using 'training' as an excuse to go around the city to climb tall places and just enjoy the scenery. [b][color=6ecff6]Dislikes:[/color][/b] - Alcohol - Being ordered/manipulated. - Having others realizing who exactly he is or knowing his past. [h2][b]Skills[/b][/h2] [b][color=6ecff6]General Skills[/color][/b] - Cooking - Manipulation - Lockpicking - Anatomy and herbal medicine (including poisons) [b][color=6ecff6]Combat skills[/color][/b] - Using wires (both steel and craft made ones) as weapons. - Daggers, knives and throwing weapons. - Stealth, traps and ambush tactics. - Infiltration - Hunting [b][color=6ecff6]Magic skills[/color][/b] - Mikhail is able to create wires with his craft. These razor sharp wires are used by him either to create traps, ambushes or in actual combat by cutting or snaring his opponents. He has some degree of control over these wires. He can make them move as a projectile through the air, as they had weighted tips or simply make them almost weightless, as they were made of silk. He still cannot control their trajectory though or completely control their movement as in make them chase someone or make them just go and wrap themselves around someone while he does nothing. - Sight Shield [b][color=6ecff6]What they carry on them: [/color][/b] - Twin, Dea Al Mon curved style Daggers. - Throwing knives, thin and similar to needles. - Razor sharp steel wire. Thin and hard to see but it easily cuts flesh. - Mortar/Pestle and a number of small vials with poisons and healing potions, such as to stop bleeding & etc. [hr][hr] [h2][b]History[/b][/h2] [b][color=6ecff6]Background[/color][/b] Born deep within the forests of Dea Al Mon in a house of healers, Mikhail was entrusted to be his older sister, Eleanor's escort even before he was born. It was only natural for the one who was supposed to be the next head of the house to have an entrusted escort to her and what best choice than one trained since he was young by the house themselves? Born and trained with the sole reason of being his sister's escort, following her at all times, Mikhail was trained exhaustively. Assassination, combat, stealth, traps... The best way to understand an assassin and how they work was to be one. Never having a say in the matter, he simply followed orders. His fate, his future was already decided for him the very moment he was born. Despite the fact that Mikhail himself shouldn't be treated with the same 'standing' or importance of his sister, it was undeniable that he cared about her. Not only thanks to his instincts as a blood male, but she was his sister after all. It was only natural for Mikhail and Eleanor get close, after all, he was practically together with her or watching her every single time he was awake. Their relationship wasn't one of a guard and the one he was supposed to serve. It was closer to one of a brother and a sister's. Mikhail wasn't allowed to be away from her, so the only thing close to 'having fun' he had was either reading books, talking or even studying anatomy and healing with her (watching her for so long made Mikhail really interested in herbal medicine, including their varied effects on many different races, the effects of poisons and how to make antidotes for them). Despite some of the most powerful women in the family being clearly unsatisfied with their relationship, after some time, they allowed Mikhail to be a bit 'closer' and present for Eleanor than just being a shadow, protecting her from the dark as it was good for her own development both as a healer and a woman. But unfortunately, things weren't going to keep that 'peaceful' for long... Mikhail never failed his job. Nothing ever even touched Eleanor, but he never expected that the ones whom she should be wary of weren't outsiders... Caught completely by surprise, Mikhail just realized that he and his sister had been betrayed by the ones closest to them when it was already too late... On the night Eleanor was poisoned. After feeling unwell, she went to her room early after the dinner. Mikhail didn't even know what happened, until she never woke up the next day. With his sister dead and him being framed by her death, Mikhail did the only thing he could... he ran, leaving everything behind without even knowing who was responsible for such act. After losing his sister, whom he had a deep bond, not only due to his instincts as a blood male, but due to his personal feelings as well, he fell into a deep depression. Without a home to return to, without anyone to rely upon after being betrayed by the ones he trusted the most, he closed his heart to the world, not allowing anyone to get closer to him. Being alone in the world, he started to work as an assassin to earn money. Taking a life wasn't hard, especially with his training. Being cold and effective like he was, contracts began to become common for him. But neither the bloodshed nor the alcohol were able to make him completely forget the pain of having lost his dear sister, of failing to protect her. Desperately trying to find relief to that agonizing feeling, his assassinations began to become even more cruel and ruthless as he tried to get rid of all the frustration and anger on his heart on his targets. It was due to this feeling that he developed an unique, extrmely cruel and brutal type of craft, creating razor sharp wires with his jewel. But nothing could ease the pain. Not the killing, nor the alcohol, not even the books, which did the completely opposite, reminding him of his sister even more. When he was about to lose himself, he heard about a certain Black Widow in Terreille that, for a price, offered her services to anyone, without asking questions. After a long journey and reflecting about a lot of things, he knew what he had to ask her. The only thing that could get rid of that pain... He asked her to make him forget about Eleanor and what happened back in Dea Al Mon. After she was finished, Mikhail was able, for the first time in years, to enjoy simple things like the beauty of nature and the smell of flowers. The pain was gone. He felt like he got rid of an incredible weight he was carrying all those years. After spending a few months living in a small village surrounded by the forest, he learned how to smile once more and find balance between his old, cold self and the new person he had became. Unfortunately for him, the mind spell wasn't complete. Even without remembering anything about what happened in Dea Al Mom, Mikhail was having strange nightmares every night, leftovers of the incomplete mind spell. Once again, he went to see the Black Widow, aiming to get rid of the nightmares, which were starting to affect his work. [hr][hr] [h2][b]Additional Information[/b][/h2] [b][color=6ecff6]Other:[/color][/b] [b][color=6ecff6]Theme Song:[/color][/b] [hider=Theme Song] [youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BrR1KtKgfm8[/youtube] [/hider] [/center] [color=ed1c24]I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.[/color] [/hider]