Alignment: Neutral Evil
Personality

Backstory
Magic: Arcane
Prime Essence: Seeker
Ethos: "Show me wonders of this world."

Miscellaneous Skills
Inventory

Name: Chunji Yi
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance:



Alignment: True Neutral
Personality: A reticent young man who performs all tasks to the best of his ability. Chunji only ever responds to a situation but never initiates one. He's often quiet and carries a solemn yet slightly gloomy air. Because of this, people often find him cold and weird, given how non-committal his responses are. However, if there's one saving grace, it's that Chunji is sensible towards others' feelings and input. While he may not do as much, he'll, at the very least, listen to what others have to say.

Internally, Chunji is a filial son to his family. Whatever they say, he will uphold. Their hopes lay within him, and he wishes not to squander any of their faith. To achieve this goal, he's willing to follow instructions that would help him improve himself. Anything that he finds trivial, Chunji doesn't put effort into them. Friendships, hobbies, and any desires are perceived as unnecessary. To Chunji, what's the point of something that is going to end eventually?

His duty as a son also carries a negative connotation. If there's anything that he is unable to become efficient in, he becomes incredibly critical of himself. When he finds something he is unable to do, Chunji doubles down and tries to find alternate solutions to the problem. This is most apparent with his lack of skill in healing. Even though he follows the instructions, the healing is inefficient. It has gotten to the point where he has started to use drastic means to improve his magic.

Backstory:
The first generation of Yi to be born in the Vaalin Union.

His parents came from an island called Feng Huo that hosted a variety of factions that succumbed to constant war amongst each other. Seeking a life without danger, they defected from their clan and rushed out on a boat. From there, they landed near the Vaalin Union territory, where they would call their home.

Soon, Chunji Yi was born.

The first memory he had was when he was holding a pen.

Then, the next would be holding a training sword.

Every day of Chunji Yi's life was filled with practical knowledge taught by his parents. Swordplay, literature, mathematics, and any mundane study that they held were taught to him. Chunji was allowed to be a 'kid' in front of his parents but as a string of hope that would grant him and his family a better future.

They lived outside of the Vaalin Union, which often was subjected to a less favorable environment compared to the capital. It did not help with the combination of his foreign heritage and odd demeanor that Chunji was not received favorably by his peers. However, that didn't matter to Chunji. He needed to study, to learn, to breach the gap for his family's goal.

When the High Bishop announced the beginning of the Wingram Academy, it didn't take long for his parents to immediately send Chunji over to attend the academy. It was a long-awaited ticket to escape from the outskirts and enter the capital.

To abide by their command, Chunji followed.

Magic: Occult - Taught by his parents, Chunji mainly focuses on healing magic rather than the destructive curses of his homeland. Unfortunately, Chunji is incredibly unproficient in these arts, and their effectiveness is dimmed due to his incompetence.

Prime Essence: (To be discovered)
Ethos: "透过现象看本质" (Look Beyond The Surface)
The eyes are what behold the world and perceive the reality in front of them.

When invoked, Chunji is able to see in any physical object in front of him. From a human body, he's able to see the internal organs, skeleton structure, and more. From a building, he's able to identify all the cracks and tears that would naturally form along with age and the foundations that support it. To put it simply, he's able to observe all parts of an object.

Chunji's eyes also allow him to focus on parts separately from each other. He can willingly choose to only perceive the skeleton of a body, or switch to perceive the muscles of the body.

Miscellaneous Skills:
Swordsmanship -
Chunji focuses on a more nimble swordplay that relies on quick strikes, parries, and dodges to create an opening that would allow him to deal fatal damage to his opponents. Shockingly, Chunji displays a great amount of skill in comparison to his magic studies.

First Aid -
To compensate for his lack of skill in healing magic, Chunji supplies with medical knowledge instead. Bandaging wounds and alleviating the worst of injuries helps out when healing magic becomes inefficient.

Anatomy Knowledge -
Thanks to his ethos, Chunji has studied how anatomy works amongst a variety of organisms. The joints that allow the limbs to move, the location of important arteries, and the importance of all bodies are known to Chunji. His knowledge is well in conjunction with his medical knowledge and swordsmanship.

Nerves of Repression -
Due to his upbringing, it takes a lot of time to raise an emotion. The mastery to repress his feelings allows him to think logically in serious circumstances.

Inventory:
Yi's Short Sword - A weapon brought over from the war-torn island of Feng Huo. Chunji's been told that it was a family heirloom, but it looks like a normal sword to him. A floral pattern decorates the hilt of the sword.

Medical Kit - A basic kit filled with medical essentials. It carries bandages, scalpels, disinfectant, and more. Though it is seemingly lacking bandages at all times.

"猴子的眼泪流满了喷泉。(The monkey's tears fill the fountain.)
同情和怜悯油然而生。 (Sympathy and pity bare compassion.)
满溢的容器消除了痛苦。(Let the overflowing vessel, erase the pain)
11 日 9 月 1500 年" (Eleventh month, ninth day, one thousand five-hundred, year)
- 年轻化 (Rejuvenation)

无论是天堂还是地狱，都无法用夏天净化这诅咒 (Neither Heaven nor Hell can purify this curse with the summer)
罪恶之河继续在秋天下涌动和发酵 (The river of sin continues to swell and fester under the fall)
整个冬天，诅咒都在流淌 (All winter long the curse flows)
让这诅咒在春天永远绽放 (Let the curse bloom forever in the spring)
- 大莲蛇召唤 (Great Lotus Serpent Summoning)

公鸡的叫声在阳光下回荡 (The rooster's caw echoes in the sunlight)
反抗的号角，求救的呐喊 (A trumpet of defiance, a cry for help)
然而在星空下它却无能为力 (Yet it's helpless under the stars)
3 日 7 月 1381 年 (Third Month, Seventh Day, One Thousand Three Hundred Eighty-One Year)
- 停滞不前 (Stagnation)

Heal
- Heal

"消除污垢，消除触摸" (Eliminate the dirt and remove the touch)
- 序列服装 (Sequence Apparel)

Race: Half-elf
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Appearance:


Stands at 6'3" thanks to her elf blood. Toned, athletic figure with good amounts of muscle in her limbs.

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Personality:
Uncompromising determination and iron will. Iraleth is stern, strict, and brooks little dissent or resistance. If there's an obstacle in her way, it will move or be moved. When faced with the unknown, Iraleth tends to fall back on tried and true methods, reflecting her trust in the wisdom of those who came before her. Nero Leuvalt is her foremost idol, and she wishes to see the revival of the Wings of Nero as much as the High Bishop does.

Secretly, Iraleth is a hardline Neroite with severe anti-Shaktan sentiments. While she respects and likes her spiritual leader, High Bishop Verne, she cannot help but completely disagree with his stance on equality between Neroites and Shaktans. To her, Vaal Nero was a victim of conquest in an unjust war of aggression by Shaktis, and it continues to pay for that to this day, with the current power outages proving her point.

Backstory:
Whatever the truth of her birth, Iraleth has known nothing but the church's orphanage from her earliest memories. She was raised as a ward of the church within Vaal Nero's territory, but tragedy befell the outlying territory it was located in when a battle between a party of paladins against leftover Umbralists from the Apocalypse spilled into it, decimating the village and draining it of Essence. To this day, Iraleth has no idea how she managed to live through the ensuing battle when everyone around her succumbed, though the child was left was grievous injuries before the sole surviving church knight, Eltoras Kyrios, discovered her.

Filled with guilt over how the battle had decimated an innocent village as well as cost him his fellows, the paladin Eltoras took Iraleth in as his page, practically adopting her as he served the church in the city of Vaal Nero itself. As it turned out, he and his compatriots had been greatly inspired by the tales of the Wings of Nero, attempting to revive the organization themselves. Though with the death of the majority of the group, that effort was largely dead in the water. Nevertheless, he raised Iraleth to carry the dreams of himself and his fellows, training her in the arts of knights and priests alike. Iraleth took to both the training and the stories with gusto, dedicating herself to becoming a knight of the church.

Her new upbringing in Vaal Nero exposed her to the realities of her birth land's political situation, however. The hardships Vaal Nero faced were so obviously brought upon them by the Shaktans that Iraleth began to fall in along the same lines of anti-Shaktan resentment that many hardliner Neroites espoused. Her adoptive father had long since felt the same, which didn't help matters. Though this was tempered by the knowledge that the High Bishop was a moderate and wouldn't approve of their resentment, Iraleth's resentment of the capital never faded, though she learned to hide it better so as to not disappoint the kindly Bishop Verne.

By the time Wingram Academy was established and announced, Iraleth had just finished her squiring with her father and teacher, and he encouraged her to attend. While neither of them was exactly thrilled with its stated goal of equality, both of them respected the High Bishop too much to not at least attempt to do things his way. At the very least, she would be trained to master her newly-discovered Ethos should the worst occur and Verne's dream fail. So with her father's blessing and influence within the church, Iraleth was enrolled into Wingram, setting out on the next chapter of her life.

Prime Essence: Inheritor
Ethos: "On borrowed wings."

To invoke the Inheritor is to channel the powers of those who have come before. Formed of her belief in carrying on the ideals and dreams of her spiritual idols, Iraleth materializes the Inheritor's armor around herself, becoming an avatar of their living legacies.

When Iraleth invokes her Ethos, divine arms and armor form, replacing her current armaments with ones of immense strength, durability, and Essence. The manifestation augments both her physical abilities and her divine magics to the point where she can stand against the greatest mundane warriors and mages as a baseline. Furthermore, the armor grants limited powers of flight, as the greatest of Iraleth's inspirations is Nero Leuvalt himself. Thus, it stands as Iraleth's representation of the Wings of Nero.

The Ethos draws strength from those who Iraleth venerates. If she is aware of their specialities in battle, Iraleth can draw upon techniques and magics that they were known for, though this taxes her greatly.

Furthermore, the Ethos is empowered by Iraleth's awareness of others' belief in her. The more she is entrusted with the hopes of those around her, the mightier the manifestation grows. Its aura affects enemies and allies alike, reflecting their perception of her. The more one believes in Iraleth, the more the aura empowers them in turn. The more one fears or distrusts her, the more paralyzing the dread the aura instills in them.



Magic: Divine

Miscellaneous Skills:

• Unyielding: Through a combination of conditioning, armor, and sheer, unrelenting tenacity, Iraleth is hellaciously stubborn, able to power through wounds that would take lesser warriors out of a fight.
• Swordsmanship: Iraleth fights as a knight does, favoring heavy arms and armor and bulldozing through foes with sheer tenacity. Little grace or elegance is found in her sword style, only efficiency and sheer force.
• Sacred Tenets: As a ward of the church, Iraleth was raised within its halls and educated to the point where she can perform rites and sacraments of the Light as well as any priest. She can perform most roles one would require a priest for, including confession, preaching, funeral rites, and sanctification.
• Local Knowledge: Having grown up within Vaal Nero's territory, Iraleth is very familiar with the local area around Wingram.

Inventory:

• Bastard sword: A hand-and-a-half sword formerly carried by a knight of the church that fought in the Apocalypse. Passed down to Iraleth upon completion of her squiring.
• Full plate: A mismatched set of plate with components from several different suits and refit to her size. Cobbled together with what spare funds Iraleth and her teacher could scrounge up.

Additional Notes:
Voice claim: Kari Wahlgren
Character theme

Alignment: Neutral Good

Personality:

Being treated a bit harshly in her early years caused Ciara to be somewhat of an empath. Without much regard for rules or society, Ciara is more inclined to help someone in a vulnerable position because she was there once upon a time. She has a slightly mischievous nature, being the type to break curfew just for the sake of it. Her Hunger sometimes causes her to question her own morals, but she has promised herself she isn’t what people might think she is, and she condemns any notion of Umbralism.

Backstory:

It’s not a long shot to say Ciara had a tough upbringing. Thrown out of her home at a young age at the thought of her manifested Ethos having anything to do with Umbralism, Ciara was pushed from one orphanage to another in Vaal Kastrix. This caused CIara to be somewhat of a recluse, finding more company in the essence she could feel around her than the other unwitting children.

This gave the Voices in her head more free reign, and she eventually conceded to her Hunger, tasting the essence of a plant. It was delicious, though the shriveled husk of the plant that remained… left something to be desired.

When she was old enough, she supplemented her studies with a part-time job, offering her services to clear away excess plant life that plagued residents’ homes at a fraction of the cost of official essence eradication treatments. This allowed her to move out of the orphanage and into her own run-down apartment at the ripe age of 12. Yes, she had to forge an ‘adult’s’ signature to get the place, but the landlord didn’t ask questions for someone to fill his vacant suite with holes in the roof, finally.

At the age of 14, she had evolved her part-time job to also include package running. She could manipulate and hop from shadows at break-neck speed and deliver packages faster than horses. This made her skills heavily sought after. She used these extra funds to move to the big city, Vaal Shakta. This city's overwhelming amount of essence caused her to lie quietly on the floor of her new apartment for some days before her Hunger adjusted.

It was soon after, at the age of 16, she received an auspicious letter of invitation from Wingram Academy.

Prime Essence: The Hunger

Ethos: "Fames". The activating phrase meaning "Hunger" in Old Rekordian.

Ciara’s Ethos can be broken down into fragments.
- The Voices
- The Light
- The Shadows
- The Night
- The Visions

The Voices

A voice in her head was one of the reasons Ciara discovered she could eat light and essence. It almost continuously comments in the background like a child, reminding her of her hunger. It gets terribly excited when she comes across significant sources of light that are within consumable distance (i.e., being able to ‘breathe’ it in.)

She thinks it is these voices in her head that emerge in physical form when she uses the Shadows.

The Light

A person, place, and thing all exude a bit of essence. Some have more than others. The essence, or light of people, can be especially eye-catching, appearing to Ciara as a warm, radiating, mouth-watering glow. The better a person is, the more light they naturally carry. If a plant is like warm buttered toast to Ciara, a person rich with essence and light is like a lobster or steak meal, with a dash of addictive qualities. Until now, Ciara has never given in to her Hunger cravings for prime essence from a living person.

Too much light can overwhelm Ciara. Standing under the sun is something she can manage. However, she doesn’t like it. She also can’t stand purifying magic due to its high amount of light.

If she consumes any amount of light, her eyes change to a deep scarlet surrounded by black sclera for a short time. This appears to be a cosmetic change.

The Shadows

Her own shadow can come to life when she embraces her Ethos, manifesting black tentacles or shapes that can reach up to 10-20 feet. They have enough strength to knock a horsedrawn carriage over on its side. However, they have nerve endings and can't be used as a shield with which to hide behind.

Any shadow that she can see can also be brought to life. She hasn’t yet figured out how to manifest tentacles or create shapes of other shadows. However, she can use her own shadow as a portal and hop from one shadow to the next as a type of shadow manipulation/teleportation technique.

Her emotions, unbridled, can cause strange reactions. Emotions like extreme agitation can cause dark mist to rise off her. Fear can cause her shadow to quiver visibly. Her Ethos may also react and manifest to a subconscious will, such as the repressed desire to strangle someone.

The Night

All shadows blend into one during the night, especially a New Moon. By extension, Ciara’s shadow becomes one with everything she sees around her, allowing her to create tentacles and shapes from further away.

The Visions

On occasion, whether she's walking through city streets or slumbering fast asleep, she'll get hit with vivid, unexplainable visions that usually leave her pondering in silence, a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach.

Magic: Primal

Miscellaneous Skills:

- Nimble dexterity
Ciara can move up and across buildings in a nimble, stealthy way that she developed during her years of package-running. This includes safe landings, such as breaking her fall with rolls.

- Silent movement
From the dislike of being seen when she came to and from the orphanage, she can move quietly, knowing how to feel out the quietest parts of the floor and how to keep her clothes from shifting noisily.

- Daggermanship
Ciara knows how to manipulate short daggers as a means of self-defense, which she has needed to use a number of times in the rough-and-tumble streets of Vaal Kastrix.

Inventory:
- Two leather-handled short daggers tucked away in the sheathes on her hips, hidden under her jacket.
- A small satchel of dried grass she keeps on her person to stave off her Hunger. She uses it as an emergency stash, preferring other, more rich sources.

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