Name: Nadia Pan

Gender: Female

Age: About a few hundred years old (which makes her still a relatively new Flame Haze), but appears to be around 18 or 19.

Title: Siren of Coming Storm



Height: 171 cm.

Weight: 62 kg.

Hair: Platinum blonde and reaching all the way down to her mid thigh. She where's her hair in two pigtails, one braided and decorated and the other hanging loose and free.

Eyes: A vibrant orange-brown, bright and cheerful as they often glimmer in the sunlight. It's as though you were looking into the surface of a pond or lake.

Skin: Fair and glimmering, often times looking softer than any silk. Her outward appearance is not what one would expect of someone so forceful, yet due to her contract her skin remains silky and smooth despite the use and abuse it goes through regularly.

Image or Description:




Personality: Nadia is essentially the type of person that would push you into the water to teach you how to swim. She is very straightforward and confident, as well as an energetic and bright young woman. She is always willing to show off her strength and is very willing to get the job done with brute force if it gets faster results.

Likes: Fish, water, beaches.

Dislikes: Cold weather.

Quirks: She is often very blunt with others, which can often lead to accidental offense without mal intent.

Brief History: Nadia spent most of her life living with her mother in China, only knowing that her father had been somewhere in Europe for some time. She was alright with it for some time, but one day curiosity got the best of her. She packed her bags the night before, leaving for Europe early that morning. All she really remembered was waiting anxiously in the trainstation, shoulder to shoulder with the strangers around her.
And everything after that was a blur. She could barely recall being “saved”, and yet it felt so natural when it came to battling the Denizens. And so she never questioned her role, simply enjoying the gifts that had been given to her. She soon forgot about her desire to explore Europe, or why she ever wanted to in the first place. The only thing encouraging her to leave China being a request to take down a rather powerful Crimson Lord. It sounded fun, and who knew what kind if fun Nadia could find in the states.



Weapons: A hulking, bronze warhammer, engraved with patterns of waves and fish on the sides and down the shaft. Despite its hulking size and Nadia’s fragile appearance, she can hold and use the weapon with surprising ease. Also, the shafts can break into chained links in which she can use to either grapple around enemies or merely add some range to her blows.

Color of Flame: Aquamarine

Powers:

• Water Manipulation - allows Nadia to manipulate water to her will, summoning sudden waves or sudden plumes of mist to cover an area. However, do to her still evident inexperience, she can only ever do just those things, yet to truly master her abilities and control water further.

•Enhanced strength - as the name implies, Nadia has a supernatural strength, allowing her to carry and swing around her hulking hammer with ease.

Unrestricted Spells:

• Seal - places an area inside of a seal.

• Restoration - restores a sealed area to its original state, the greater the damage to be undone, the more power of existence will be consumed.

• Float - makes Nadia or the target as light as a feather, allowing them to manipulate through the air more easily, leap to great heights, or land lightly after falling from a great distance.

• Purifying Flame - uses the power of Longma to cleanse and heal her body.

Equipment: N/A



Name: Longma

True Name/Title: Cryer of Oceans

Keepsake: An azure earing in the shape of a water droplet, located on her right ear.

Personality:



Theme: TBA

Others:

Name: Douglas Yeats

Gender: Male

Age: 18, both physically and legitimately.

Title: Anonymous Millennial Upstart Pretender

Appearance:

Height: 165 cm

Weight: 65 kg

Hair: Rough and uncared for, Douglas has brown hair which is rather messy at all times. He does bother to get it cut if only to prevent it from annoying his eyes.

Eyes: Hazel

Skin: White skin gone pale from constantly being in his room all day.

Bio

Personality: Douglas Yeats is a man of few words. He is shy and unsociable, shying away from people and strangers – which comprise of almost everyone else except for him seeing as the number of beings he would not consider “strangers” could be counted on one hand. He takes refuge in his room at all times, only coming out for the purposes of gathering food or under an important, life-threatening situation. If others are speaking he will usually shy away in a corner and wait until whatever they are discussing is over before saying whatever it is he had to say. He does his best to stay unnoticed at all times.

On the internet his personality undergoes a complete transformation. Hiding behind a username he is usually assertive and capable of making swift decisions, managing information and disseminating them as needed. He is also extremely talkative, being very active in chatrooms, exchanging jokes and talking about various subjects with other members, from the mundane to the serious. He is extremely analytical and what he lacks in combat ability, strength, swiftness and power he makes up for in intelligence, observational skills and a little bit of healthy paranoia.

Despite his shy demeanour outside of a computer screen, he is still a believer of protecting those around him – even if they don’t know it. He considers himself something similar to a mysterious benefactor and will not hesitate to set aside his fears when the chips are down. It is every other time that is the problem.

Likes: Technology, everyone on his website, the comforting feeling of a blanket in a cold snowy morning, Rum raisin ice cream.

Dislikes: Leaving his room, Hawaiian pizza, cyber-attacks on his website, power outages.

Quirks: When waving someone in greeting or farewell Douglas will always use his left hand instead of right. Seeing real fire, no matter how controlled, immediately triggers his fight or flight response.

Brief History: The idea that there are monsters who could devour one’s very existence with the victim being completely helpless – potentially not even realizing it – and the fading from existence, completely forgotten by the world is, especially to a seven year old, utterly terrifying.

Nevertheless, it was precisely what seven year old Douglas Yeats was forced to contend with.
Born in New York, Douglas lived with _____ and _____ who had a loving, stable family with him. Each day _____ would wake him up and go to the kitchen with him where _____ would be waiting for him with a smile. Living like any seven year old should, Douglas simply went to school, played around, got into scrapes and grew up normally.

One day, heading out into the shopping mall with his _____ and _____ he got separated with them and was crying in the middle of the plaza. It was a kind elderly gentleman who came to his aid and helped to rescue his parents. During their time together he calmed Douglas by telling him a story – a story of heroes and monsters, of villains who ate the existence of humans and heroes who stopped them. It would only be after it was too late that Douglas understood that the gentleman who helped him was a very, very irresponsible member of Outlaw who naively believed that, to Douglas, such a thing would only ever be a make believe story told to a child. But in terms of the world, it was enough. Douglas had “knowledge” of the underground war.

Which was why when _____ and _____ disappeared, he was convinced that everyone around him was crazy. How, after all, could the world have spontaneously forgotten his parents? As the police were puzzled over how this child could have appeared out of nowhere, living in an apartment completely empty and deserted except for a few drawings on the fridge and a clean child’s room he was approached by the same gentleman as before who claimed to be his uncle. Following him to Boston and moving in with him, Douglas took a very long time to forget the complete vanishing of his family.

Struck by complete fear over the revelation that the stories told by the man were true and that there were monsters that could make him vanish without him even realizing it Douglas completely barricaded himself in the room the man left for him. Although he tried to coax Douglas out several times Douglas was adamant in staying. As if accepting that, his “uncle” instead bought Douglas a computer so that, at the very least, he could touch the outside world through the internet. Having a distraction for the first time in his life, Douglas began to become immersed in computers. For him, it was more than a hobby: It was a lifeline, something with which to distract himself from the reality that a shadow war raged in which he could constantly be collateral damage in. Soon, in lieu of science, history and mathematics he became skilled in programming, hacking and cyber security.

When Douglas was fifteen his Uncle returned home from work and asked a request of him. He explained that, as technology moved forward he wanted Douglas to help him build an online network to better help the human members of Outlaw, the organizations which supported Flame Hazes. Douglas did so, creating several layers of security, from firewalls to cover sites which made everything seem like the discussion of a group of fantasy enthusiasts.

And thus, under the administration of Douglas, who took the username “Anonymous Millennial Upstart Pretender” and his Uncle, who took the username “_____,” Hazenet was born.

One year into Hazenet’s launch, Douglas was getting dressed to go outside, excited to leave the apartment for the first time in a while. His uncle had promised to take him out and treat him to a nice dinner to celebrate the first year anniversary of Hazenet. Reaching for his Jacket, Douglas suddenly stopped.

Why was he getting dressed? Why was he going outside?

Hesitating for a few moments, it was then that he finally recalled his uncle. Fearing the worst, he immediately logged into Hazenet and found the usual entrance page with a welcome message from Anonymous Millennial Upstart Pretender, the site’s one and only admin.

The user “_____” did not exist.

The user “_____” never existed.

Realizing what had happened and that his uncle must have fallen prey to the monsters he called “Crimson Denizens”, just like _____ and _____, Douglas remained a shut in since. With the death of his Uncle, there was no one who remembered a person such as Douglas Yeats existed. That was alright with him. No one knew who “Anonymous Millennial Upstart Pretender” was. Any link to his identity disappeared along with “_____”. He had, with the disappearance of his uncle, found himself in the perfect position to become the mysterious administrator of the Outlaw’s online network.

Combat

Weapons: None.

Color of Flame: Douglas… isn’t a Flame Haze. The color of his flame is normal.

Powers:

Information Analysis – One of Douglas’ best skills, he is adept at scanning through multiple sources of information and making relevant, important connections before disseminating that information to the people – both Human and Flame Haze – who need it.

Unrestricted Spells: None

Equipment:

Hazenet – an online site which is administered by Douglas under his Title, Hazenet is a site especially popular with Millennial Outlaw members. Serving primarily as a discussion and global information sharing network between various Outlaw branches and organizations, Douglas can use Hazenet and his position as an Administrator to get various pieces of information and organize accommodation and transportation for Flame Hazes in Boston.

It is well known that the “Anonymous Millennial Upstart Pretender” is in Massachusetts but for a Crimson Denizen there is no way to surely eliminate him without wiping out the entire state itself.

Aside from serious information sharing, younger Outlaw members also utilize the chatrooms to talk, relax and even rant about some of the experiences they have gone through over being involved in the war between Crimson Denizens and Flame Hazes.

Wristwatch : A wristwatch that also serves as a charm, it allows him to move around during Fuzetsu. It were given to him by a local Flame Haze whom he got in touch with as a part of his contingency plans.

Treasure Tool: Tarnhelm – a Treasure Tool which grants the user invisibility, hiding his existence for a short period of time. Should it be used too long there is a danger that the existence of the user would permanently disappear. Tarnhelm was given to Douglas by the same Flame Haze who gave him the wristwatch.

Laptop: A powerful laptop which Douglas uses in case his location is, as he put it, “compromised”. He can run Hazenet from it.

Misc

Theme: Bloody Monday - Log In

Others:
In order to ensure that someone can take over Hazenet in case he… “disappears”, Douglas revealed his identity to only a select few Flame Hazes in Boston. They serve as people whom he can go to in case he is targeted and will ensure Hazenet’s continued existence after he is gone.

Name: Yngwie Romanov

Gender: Female.

Age: Appears to be around 30, but her real age is about 100.

Title: The Bleak Taskmaster

Appearance



Height: 6'3"

Weight: Slender.

Hair: Jet black braids down to the bottom of her shoulder blades.

Eyes: Grey as a raincloud.

Skin: Pale white, to the point where she'd blend into a snowdrift.

Bio

Personality: Yngwie is a girl of few words, though that's more due to her language than her personality. She can be described as being like a mountain - one can see a lot of her, but far more lies beyond the exterior. Due to her training in the NKGB, she doesn't show much emotion. The exception to this is her sense of humor - Yngwie loves to laugh.

Likes: Winter and flowers. She loves jokes.

Dislikes: Fall and cats.

Quirks: She's very Russian.

Brief History: Yngwie Romanov has been a Flame Haze for much longer than she would like to remember. That's mostly because she'd like to forget Heracles' constant drunk commentary on everything that's going on around her, on her performance, on her appearance... on anything and everything, really. She started as a Russian NKGB officer, charged with torturing prisoners and keeping them in line. She used an assortment of blades as her torture tools of choice, carefully slicing where the most pain could be drawn from the least impactful damage. Her contract arose when Crimson Denizens chose to dine upon the prisoners in her charge - who'd miss a few prisoners? Heracles decided to interfere with that particular group of Denizens, choosing the most physically fit in the area to be his Flame Haze. Yngwie just happened to win the lottery.

Yngwie stayed in Russia for a time, continuing to work with the MGB until its eventual dissolution. She then became a drifter, adventuring from place to place in search of more Crimson Denizens to put down. Heracles' constant remarks broke a hole in the wall the NKGB had built around her emotion, letting her humor flourish. After sixty years of drifting across Asia, she was contacted by other Flame Haze, asking for her to head to Boston to assist with the takedown of a powerful Crimson Lord. Intrigued, she immediately boarded a plane to America.

Combat

Weapons: Vol, a massive nodachi that she somehow manages to sneak through all sorts of security.

Color of Flame: White

Powers:

Slayer's Infusion: Yngwie draws Heracles' power into herself, providing her with his legendary strength, speed, and stamina.

Unrestricted Spells: Seal and Restoration only.

Equipment: A torture kit and an MP3 player.

Crimson Lord

Name: Heracles

True Name/Title: The Son of Thunder

Gender: Male

Vessel: A gem-inlaid hair clip

Personality: Heracles talks and acts like a drunkard, and refuses to speak to anyone but Yngwie.

Misc

Theme: Fly into the Sky

Name: Lucien Lothringen

Gender: Male

Age: Appears within his mid 20s. The actual age for the character is nearly 600 years.

Title: Defender of the Light

Appearance:

Height: 182 cm

Weight: 71 kg

Hair: Blue

Eyes: Red

Skin: White

Image or Description:

Bio

Personality: Within a normal setting, Lucien is the sort of person who enjoys the luxuries and indulgences of the modern world. He acts as an agreeable youth acting out the role of one gentle in disposition yet strong in body, and is typically easy to get along with. Brave, compassionate, and likeable, though his actions within combat tend to shift.

Lucien tends to act fierce within the confines of a battle. He isn't the sort of person to rush foolhardy into things if given the ability to take battles more methodically, even if he can get heated and lost in the lust of combat. He will mercilessly kill his enemies on the battlefield, but will never dishonor them. However, at the core of his being, he believes in justice and will try to protect those he can, regardless of the disposition he would be placed within in order to do so.

Someone who always valued strength; the strength to protect oneself, and the things one might consider important it above all other qualms within life. Despite his pursuit of great power, Lucien is also someone who believes that ones who have power must protect as many as they can possibly protect. Such is the ways of those in power; ones with ability to should never neglect another, as doing so would be a misuse of their abilities.

He tends to comes off as a fairly friendly, though rowdy individual. Because of his philosophy on strength, he often helps those less fortunate than himself, even though he may make a few ill-mannered statements and the like. Though rather friendly, Lucien is not often aware of the impact of his words on others, and can often get into fights against others due to these sorts of statements. One should expect blunt statements from him. He isn't one to sugar coat things and often comes off badly because of this. He possesses a fairly upstanding code of moral conduct, probably being best described as a "threshold deontologist," and when him deems a certain act to outweigh any others in terms of an eventual moral consideration, will devote himself entirely to that route. This further ties into his usual bluntness as when he is acting towards such a goal, he will rarely try to skirt around the issue when it is brought up.

Likes: Strength, Fighting against a strong opponent, Good spirits and wine, Flowers, the smile of a pretty girl.

Dislikes: Those who would dishonor a battle and betrayal, Concepts such as fate

Quirks: Lucien is often the sort of person to make promises he can hardly keep, then attempt his best to maintain the promise, even if it would be disadvantageous for him to do so.

Brief History: There was once a great war. One that men were needed to fight. A silly war which the sons of the sons of those who had started it had forgotten what the war was truly about.

However, being that it was a war, mercenary work was on the rise. A young Lucien, orphaned by the war and the only person to care for his younger sister, chose to take this work. Battle after battle didn’t matter. The pointless war existed to provide his sister with what was required to live, and those who didn’t work didn’t receive food.

But during the war, his home village was pillaged, and in the chaos of the battle his sister was killed. Without a reason to exist, Lucien simply fought battle after battle, hoping that he would eventually die.

Perhaps it was circumstance that Lucien met her. Someone who offered the man, hardly in his 20s, an alternative to death on the battlefield. A war known not to the average person. A cause which Lucien wished to take part of, igniting his former youth and lessening his melancholy regarding the loss of his family.

Since then, Lucien had traveled the world, ensuring that the balance of existence was retained, the goal of the person who had saved him from a path of destruction are defeated. From the Rhine to the alps, Siberia to Boston, Lucien will continue his travels until finally defeated.

Combat

Weapons: Thunderstruck: Spear of the Unconquered Sky: A treasure tool utilized by Lucien. Simply put, As if lightning itself, the spear allows the user to move at speeds almost incomprehensible to someone’s understanding. Utilizing this weapon, Lucien boasts himself to be the fastest man alive, as he had met few who can rival his speed, let alone match it.

In addition to this effect, Lucien can use the weapon in conjunction with his own lightning ability, as the weapon is efficient at conducting his own abilities.

Color of Flame: Burgundy

Powers:

Lightning: The ability to create and channel electricity to inflict damage to an opponent. Though simple in conception, the ability has various applications, such as creating strong electric attacks, currents, and electromagnetism.

Spear Fighting: Although typically this would be seen as a mundane ability, through years of combat Lucien was able to master the use of the spear. There are hardly any spear men who could match his prowess with the weapon.

Unrestricted Spells:

Seal; places an area inside of a seal.
Restoration; restores a sealed area to its original state, including the creation of Torches, the greater the damage to be undone, the more power of existence will be consumed.
Repair: A simple ability which allows for the restoration of vitality
Perception: The ability to both increase the reaction rate of an individual as well as granting an understanding of surroundings similar to a tracking spell.

Equipment:
Armor: A simple armor that protects where it needs to. Though it is almost pointless within the confines of a fight against stronger foes, the armor isn't heavy enough to weigh him down in any way,

Throwing knives: Simple in construction. Can hold a “charge” of electricity.

Crimson Lord

Name: Seina

True Name/Title: The Pontiff of Order

Gender: Female

Keepsake: An Earing, dear to Lucien, which he wears on his right ear. A memory of a time before his current life...

Personality: In Lucien’s words, Seina is boring. A no-nonsense sort of individual who always wishes to get to the point and rarely has time at all for anything that would compromise an objective. An issue, seeing as Lucien tends to either make stupid promises he refuses not to keep.

If there was a single phrase to describe the Crimson Lord Seina it would be efficient. The sort of person who methodically plans the best way to get to point A to B, even to the point where she is both prideful and haughty about these sorts of things. Therefore, one could say she is unforgiving and gives an impression of being cold and cruel because of her belief that most things and events are “normal” such as mortality and existence.. Though she does get into conflict with Lucien over a few instances of his choice, she does recognize his understanding of combat and supports him, much to her own chargrin.

Misc

Theme:

Others: Despite living for a rather long time, Lucien has an interest in modern technology and the like, thinking that they are rather “cool”.