[hider=NPC's] [hider=The Class President] Name: Veronica Appearance: [img]https://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n536/sync404/Byakuren.png[/img] Age: 17 Personality: Lying and manipulative, Veronica plays the great game of control over the school. She will find out everything and she will control something or see it shattered. While she comes off as cruel and mean, she in truth does not understand any other way of working with others. The only ones she spares are those too small to matter and those that entertain here. Yet some stay out of influence or control, these are people she constantly tries to bring into the fold or remove. Abilities: Born into a well todo English household, Veronica was taught little of combat, however she knows her manners and etiquette perfectly. She also is also very well spoken and has a deep understanding of intrigue mixed with espionage. Since her arrival at the academy she spends her time practice staff combat and spell casting. Element: Light Powers: Void Shield: Light Heaven’s command- She can command a person to perform a simple task. Must not overcome a person’s own self interests or survival instinct. Starfall- Summoning balls of light above these shots rain down upon her foe in a channeling style spell. Radiance- Sprouting wings of light as he body becomes coated in light energy, Veronica’s speed and strength triple with gain ability to fly. History: Born into a family of English nobles during the rift wars, they enjoyed a life of luxury and ease when many others did not. Veronica grew up knowing little outside a world of piano recitals and lessons on courtly manners, raised as heir to a duke in England she was told she would be very important to her family. She constantly sat at her window looking out at the town below the hill her house sat upon. She wondered if the people their even knew she existed, if they even cared about this Duke and his family on the hill above them. For years she played the part of the perfect daughter, a little angel for her father and mother to dote on and impress others with. In secret she wished only to be far away from them, she wanted to see the world and travel perhaps fall in love. In the months before she turned twelve as she fell asleep at night she heard a horn play. Finally one night she could take it no more and followed the sound, arriving her family's mantle she stared at stone tablet. The music quieted she could barely make out the words upon it. So getting a chair to stand upon she pulled it down from the mantle holding the stone she spoke the words. She screamed at the flash of light, then before her stood an angel. His features delicate and strong, his armor silver with gold trim, he looked radiant and divine. Though he did not smile, his a frozen stoic in nature he offered her a hand up. Yet he reassured her like having an army at one's back she felt safe to speak her mind. No longer did she play the prim and proper princess, she ordered her bags packs. Money given to her and a call made to have the proper channels told of her summoner status. Raziel and Veronica did not have an easy trip, picked up by a convoy that would take them to a plane to be flown out to the recently start summoners academy. Yet as they departed they drove through the town Veronica wanted to visit, stones were tossed at the car fruits and vegetables as well. They did not know her yet for what she was alone she screamed at and insulted only the fact the soldiers stood guard over her prevent the mob from rushing her. She only then did she realize that summoners should lead these people not be guarded and taken away from them. A gift that made them superior was a gift the same as the divine right to rule the Church had given kings and queens centuries before. She would first need to rule the summoners to achieve that. [hider=Angel of Thrones] Name: Raziel Appearance: [img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/00/df/f8/00dff8220ba9c5af238e416ee83e6e2b.jpg[/img] Summoning Mantra: My throne, power. My voice, commands. My secrets, weapons. Obey. Abilities: With regal armor and a strong sword arm Raziel defends his summoner eagerly and with speed. Remaining on the defensive his protecting Veronica from harm, while she unleashes pain. Backing him are his healing spells that allow him to rebuild damaged armor, allowing it to take blows once more. Element: Light Element gift: Staff of Secrets- A powerful light based weapon that increases the power of spells while being held. It also makes a good defense weapon and distance attack weapon. About: A quiet and contemplative summon, he will defender his summoner as if she were the light itself. He serves as a spy and confident to the school president, he also instructs other spies in what to look for and what kind of information Veronica wants or needs. While not happy about his summoners current level of power he hopes to change that. Has a dislike for the dim witted redheaded angel that Edward summons. [/hider] [/hider] [/hider]