The Archon Resonance
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Like him, but younger with blue eyes and black hair. Also has dark blue as the main color of the clothes with black and grey highlights.

Name: Corban Gromsuilin Fiachsgiath
Age: 18
Feren (Raven-winged)
Nationality: Barallia
Religion: Children of Gala

Role: Rogue
Font: The ability to bend light around him and become invisible to the naked eye. Potentially could learn to extend it out to other people, and/or learn how to manipulate the light to create an illusion around him
Color: Dark Blue
Weapon: Throwing daggers he can shoot out then either remotely explode using different resonants he loads in beforehand for different effects or call them back to him. The daggers are contained within his clothes and in side sacks in his clothes that he can unleash to rain down on foes from above.

Strengths:
	Determination: Once he starts on something, he will push through and see it done no matter what it takes or who he opposes to do it. Can be a weakness in the wrong circumstances, but overall it helps drive him on now in his goal to become full-fledged huntsman, conquer his fears, and stop any more sacrifices to the Lost from happening.

Weaknesses: 
	Claustrophobia: Extreme fear of tight, enclosed spaces. Not only because of the memory having a bag thrown over him, but also because any such spaces means that he can't spread out his wings and fly. And flying is when he feels the most comfortable and in control. One of the things being worked on with his continued therapy.
	Paranoia when by Himself: Whenever he's completely alone or alone around a lot of people he doesn't know, he can get overly cautious about checking his back or preparing himself in case someone comes out to grab him. From therapy, he has found ways to better handle such fears, but it can still weigh heavily on his mind when there's no one he knows and trusts not to hurt him close by.
	Antiaviophobia: Fear of not being able to fly. One of the greatest joys and comforts Corban has is his ability to fly. As long as he can fly, he's sure he can deal with any danger and handle the problem. Being trapped somewhere where he can't just up and fly then gets him antsy. And if something were to happen to disrupt his ability to fly entirely, then he would freak out and panic. Another thing he's working on with his therapist.
	
Skills:
	Advanced Flyer
	Beginner Knife Thrower
	Beginner Self Defense/Martial Artist
	Beginner Singer (Tenor)
	Beginner Writer

Personality: 
	Cautious, Corban prefers to keep his eye on all that goes on around him and carefully observe. His time with therapy has helped him to better healthily deal with his fears, but his fears are still things he deals with on a daily basis. If worse comes to worse though, he has plans in his head and his therapist on call. And the knowledge that he would be better able to deal with a situation like he went through now then he was back then.
	He still has a curious streak. Wrapped under many layers of caution, but still there. If something captures his eye, he'll try to learn out about it. And with a new place to live, he wants to learn every inch of it, yet can't trust that nothing will happen if he actually indulges himself. There are brief instances though where his curiosity will override his caution to ask random questions or do something quickly, but it never lasts too long. The only other things that can really break through his caution is his love of flying, devotion to the Starmother, and his compassion.
	With flying, he can feel the air on his wings and everything from overhead. Excitement giggles from him as he twists and turns, enjoying the freedom his wings give him. As long as he can fly, he knows he will be alright in the end. Nothing can truly harm him while in the air. Its when he can't fly that panic can set in, especially if anything is actively hampering his ability to flap his wings or get off the ground. He can't even imagine what it would be like to not have wings. Such a thing would be his worst nightmare.
	When his nightmares start to overwhelm him though, he does find a prayer to Gala can help calm him down. The Goddess's teachings help him feel comfort that he is on the right course in destroying the Lost and that his font is a gift from her, not something he deserved to die for having, and he's always grateful that she gave him his wings and his font. And so, he strives to serve Her with all his heart, and to use her gifts to him well.
	Though even without Gala in the picture, he would have sought to help others in one form or another. His determination to become a huntsman stems more from his genuine compassion than anything else. He doesn't want anyone else to suffer the way he did, no matter who they are, nor to suffer in any ways he can stop. He regrets now how much he'd needlessly worry his parents. He contacts them now as often as he can to let them know he's alright, and so he can be sure of how they are doing.

Background: 
	Raised with modest means in the capital city of Korstone, Corban was a bright and curious boy. His parents did all they could for him, raising him with the rest of their congregation of the Children of Gala and teaching him to appreciate all of the Starmother's gifts, even those that others would not accept as such. However, this slightly backfired since Corban would take any chance he had to go explore the caverns of the city, much to his parents' fright. They'd scold him and tell him it was too dangerous, but he didn't understand what could be so dangerous. It wasn't like there were humans here, and no Lost came into the city. Besides, it proved a great test of his newly found font ability to see how long he could evade his parents, turning the whole thing into a game. He learned soon though why his parents worried.

There came a night when he went farther than usual towards the outskirts of the caves. He let down his font, unaware that he was being observed, and had been for some time. Members of the Omnigaia Pact were therefore prepared that night as they crept behind him while he explored, heading closer to the view of the moon. Then they struck! They threw a bag over him, tied him up, then held him between the three of them, all before Corban could even respond. He tried to struggle back, but the 13 year old was powerless against the grown men. And so they continued on into the darkness outside, preparing to sacrifice the Fonted disbeliever, betrayer of their race. He would have died that night, but his parents and the rest of the Children of Gala tracked them down and confronted them, followed by law enforcement that helped get him back safely.

From that night on, Corban stayed firmly at home as much as possible, sticking close to his parents' sides as he took on reading for his hobby. Sometimes, the urge to explore would come over him, but he would push it down, images of that night flying through his mind. His parents though knew this wasn't healthy, especially as he grew. So they encouraged him to go to therapy, sacrificing to make sure they had the means to do so. Even though initially wary, he did find that the time there helped him even though the nightmares and fears still happened. His curious self with coaxing was able to come out again, though now with a high degree of caution, some self-defense training, and an understanding of what was going on that night and what could have happened. He couldn't imagine having his gift be seen as something to kill him for, yet, it had happened. And happened to other people. Maybe by putting a stop to the Lost, he could end the practice entirely. With his parents' and the Goddess's blessing then, he headed to Echo to become a Huntsmen and learn more about how to control his font. He misses home, but believes he could become accustomed to living here with its new places to explore. For now, he needs to gather his gear, meet this squad, and start this new adventure wherever it may take him. 

Established Relationships: 
	Edward Lachance: Both grew up within the same church and so have been long-lasting childhood friends. Cor won't say it aloud, but it does help him that Eddy came with him to join Echo.
	Douglas and Gromlaith Fiachsgiath: His parents. Loves them very much as they do him.
	Albert Brown: His therapist. A kindly, older badger feren who has done a lot to help Corban with what happened.
 
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