[CHAR] Magical Notes - A Tale of Songs and Knights [Hiatus]

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Cast [11/12]

• #00: Sienna Aquarian, The Icy Thief & Claudia Blair, The Crimson Blossom.
• #00: Darrel Black, The Carrion & Farrah Gilden, The Azure Panther.
• #00: Cass Mormont, The Bombardier Knight.
• #01: Victor Strom, The Prodigy of Light.
• #02: Taylor Sinclair, The Mariachi.
• #03: Mary Stradford, The City's Madness.
• #04: Aura Kalstov, The Swashbuckler Knight.
• #05: Moros Vorsickle The Rumbling Knight.
• #06: Shakrais Mahavedya, The Tyrants Trove.
• #07: Josiah Everett, The Insane Imitator.
• #08: Ueno Laudwen.
• #09: Isabelle Kaiser, The Striking Sonata.
• #10: Zachary Arc, The Dancing Shadow.
• #11: Randar Xenil, The Hobbit.
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Sienna Aquarian, The Icy Thief

~Sienna Aquarian~

Name:

Sienna Aquarian.

Title:

The Icy Thief.

Age:

17 years.

Gender:

Female.

Grade:

3rd grade.

Academy:

Unknown.

Height:

157 cm.

Weight:

52 kg.

Alignment:

Chaotic Good.

Appearance:

Sienna is young girl, apparently on her mid to late teens and a little on the short side, with an athletic build with special attention to her thighs, her bust volume however is just moderate, but has a very nice shape. Sienna's skin is of a fair, Slavic complexion, her long snow-white hair, reaching up to her waist and emerald green eyes that shine with a hint of defiance, compliment her natural looks.

When it comes to garments, Sienna prefers those that over a better range of movement, fitting for her, erm... talents, light dress blouses and short skirts, mostly. She also does wear gloves and boots appropriate for trekking and dungeoneering and more often than not, she has a hooded cape on to covers her features and protect her of the most undesirable effects of the weather.

Personality:

Sienna is a bit tomboyish and brash, with a penchant to attract trouble for her because of her minor daredevil tendency. She also holds the legal authorities in little regard, mainly because they get in her way whenever she's just trying to live her life in peace.

Sienna also has a strong sense of justice, though it's derived of her own notions of what's right or not. She'll help people in need without asking for anything in return, but she'll also steal from you in the blink of an eye if she thinks you are a greedy person and then happily proceed to give the money to the ones that need it the most.

History:

Little is known of Sienna Aquarian, except that she's a notorious thief and explorer who has been in more ruins than many men of the double of her age. Because of her acts of thievery, Sienna has a reward placed on her head by Imperial authorities, but no one can deny her skills, which is why she evaded imprisonment up to this day.

Sienna has a younger twin sister, who has a case of heterochromia, named Linea. Apparently, said sister was Sienna partner in dungeoneering, until she became very ill for mysterious reasons, after they returned from a dungeon. Sienna left Linea under the care of the countryside orphanage where they grew and set out to find a cure for her sister, promising that no matter how long it would take, she would come back and bring said cure.

Instrument and Weapons:

Ocarina/Flute Daggers. She seemingly has an infinite number of these with her at any time; no matter how many she throws, there'll always be more. Said daggers disappear after some time or if anyone else tries to use/play them.

Magic:

A Song of Ice: By summoning icy winds and water using the power of her songs, Sienna can create various objects made entirely out of ice. Sienna's Song generally produces beautiful, organic forms, inspired on plant life, but her creativity is her best weapon when using her ice creation.

Other:

Theme

~Rinco~

Name:

Rinco, aka "Rin".

Title:

The Fairy of Ice.

Gender:

Female.

Element:

Air and Water.

Rank:

D.

Height:

15 cm.

Weight:

400 g.

Alignment:

Neutral Good.

Appearance:

Rinco is a diminutive fairy-like being, about as tall as someone's head, weighing about as much as two good sized apples. She has short ice blue hair and matching colored eyes that shine with a light of interior wisdom, far surpassing her puny looks... just not. Rinco wears a light, blue dress and cute small Mary Jane shoes, finally, complimenting her faerie looks, are the ice wings that float behind her the whole time, serving more as a decoration than any practical purpose, since her flight isn't powered by them.

Personality:

Rinco has a greater than life, yet innocent, look at things. She thinks that she's the best Spirit around despite being pretty low tier and has no qualms about flaunting it to other Spirits. Most ignore her, since they can smell her idiocy from miles away.

Luckily, Rinco is also a hard worker that always tries to make sure her master and people she considers friends is feeling well and will do pretty much any task within her power if she's asked to. Just don't expect it to go too well and you can keep on being friends.

Powers:

Rinco can use her icy winds to levitate small objects in a sort of improvised telekinesis, shoot them at targets to hamper their movement and give them a chill, summon water and use it to create ice that then she can shape and shoot however she wishes. She's also able to telekinetic control of already existing ice, but the volume she can handle isn't that great, only a couple cubic meters at most. However, if the weather favors her (rain, hail or snow), Rinco is capable of truly impressive feats. Her usefulness on dry and hot places is borderline negative, though.

Claudia Blair, The Crimson Blossom

~Claudia Blair~

There's more to life than meaningless violence. Stop sulking like a baby and look around you again, you may find that life doesn't suck half as much as you thought...

Name:

Claudia Blair.

Title:

The Crimson Blossom.

Age:

19 years.

Gender:

Female.

Grade:

4th grade.

Academy:

Grand Academy of Song Knights' of Capella.

Height:

172 cm.

Weight:

64 kg.

Alignment:

Chaotic Good.

Appearance:

Claudia is a young woman, almost out of her teens. Tall, well endowed, with a knee-length, wavy hair that seems to change color between reddish-orange and golden-yellow, depending on the lighting, fair skin, lightly tanned thanks to long hours of training under the sun, and eyes that share the same base hue of her hair, you can say that Claudia is a hard to miss person.

Her choice of attires, in and out of combat, generally defaults to light mini-dresses, stockings and knee-high boots. Every once in a while, or for training, she'll throw in a pants and dress shirt combo that makes her "borderline handsome", like a few of her girl friends like to say.

No matter the situation, or hairstyle she's going with, Claudia always wear a bow that is in truth a neckerchief that she seems to cherish very much, but very few people know the reason of it.

Personality:

Claudia's view on life can be said to be simple-minded... idiotic, even, but she doesn't let this kind of prejudice get her down. No, Claudia simply takes it at face value and laughs. If wanting to live a full life equates to being an idiot, then she'll gladly become the "Queen of Fools" and let the boring people be the smart ones.

Sometimes, the Crimson Blossom takes "Break a leg!" a bit too seriously, but she always shrug it off and as soon as she's in one piece again, Claudia is ready for another round. Slaying a giant monster? No problem! Going to the beach? Erm... it's a lot of water, but at least she's got to wear a swimsuit. Math test? Some things on life are meant to be impossible, right?

One thing to notice is that Claudia has a big crush on expensive clothes that get ruined very fast thanks to her life style, but is nowhere near rich enough to sustain this passion, thereby she's on a constant state of bankruptcy. The "Broke Knight" is a nickname she's earned among the some of the rich bitches that tend to flock at the Song Knights academies, not that Claudia cares for that, mind you.

History:

Claudia was born at, Sapin, a small city state to the south of the Chopin Republic, a land of arid rock crags and deep crevasses where the Sun burns hot the whole year long. Despite that, Claudia's homeland was a place of hot blooded people who appreciated life, perhaps a bit too much. Eventually, the Empire sought to lay their hands on Sapin's resources and Sapin was forced to seek Chopin's "help. While the Imperial invasion was avoid, Spain was basically forced to become sub-state of Chopin.

Claudia's childhood took place during the final days of this blitz war, while Sapin was still mostly an independent territory, thereby her cultural formation is mostly influenced by her people's original beliefs. Still while she was young, Claudia had a very important friend, Cecile, a girl that was always wearing a black and red neckerchief, they were inseparable in their tomboyish trouble making. Both of them were inspired by/fans of a legendary vagrant thief known as the Crimson Hound and sought to become Song Knights and roam the world in search of adventure, just like their idol. This life would continue, until when Cecile was killed during one of the last raids of the war, leaving only the neckerchief behind as a memento to Claudia.

The years passed and Claudia eventually overcame, or got to terms with, the death of her best friend and, for a reason or another, joined the academy for Song Knights of Chopin, still intent on carrying on the dream of being an adventurer like her childhood hero, the Crimson Hound. However, in the last few years, Claudia also developed a strong crush for fashion and has been considering the life of a model, though she needs some public recognition before trying to embark on this career. What could be a better source of fame for the aspiring model than winning the Battle Royale?

Instrument and Weapons:

Sonajas, a traditional Sapinian instrument that consists of a pair of hollow bracers filled with beads. Effectively, it's the same thing as a pair of maracas, but used by Sapin women to keep their hands free during traditional dances. Claudia has a pair build in her gauntlets, making good use of them on her nearly performatic way of fighting.

Claudia's sword is called "La Tizona", or the Firebrand, a huge cavalry sword made of polished red steel, said to be forged from the remains of a dragon. Claudia... acquired it a few months ago, during a routine training expedition to the Old Civilization Ruins and has grown quite fond of sword in this mean time. While the sword can't catch on fire on its own, it's made in such a way that flames will "stick" to it very easily. Needless to say, Claudia learned to use this in a very creative way, by coating Tizona in her own blood to create an impromptu flaming sword, even if it hurts a lot to do it on her own.

Magic:

Blazing Heart: Thanks to her connection to Ravel, Claudia is a literal hot blooded person. In fact, all of her blood becomes highly flammable (igniting on contact with air) if she's feeling excited, or angry (the stronger the emotion, the hotter she gets). A single splash of it can be used to set a person/hay cart on fire. Needless to say, Claudia becomes a harder target to defeat the more hurt she's, thankfully a side effect of her magic is that Claudia has an extremely fast healing rate, taking minutes to recover from wounds that could leave someone on the hospital for a week. She's not immortal however and if hit by an instantaneously lethal blow there's nothing she can do. Furthermore her magic ceases to work if she's doused in water, which costed her the victory on the Battle Royale twice.

Other:

Theme

~Ravel~

Name:

Ravel, aka "Ravie".

Title:

The Immortal Firebird.

Gender:

Female.

Element:

Fire.

Rank:

A.

Height:

167 cm/3 meters both wingspan and beak to tail tip.

Weight:

56 kg/1 kg.

Alignment:

Neutral Good.

Appearance:

Ravel has two distinct forms that she can assume at-will. The first of them is a slim girl who looks to be around her late teens whose both eyes and medium-length hair seem to take on the full range of hues of a living fire. In this form, Ravel dresses garments typical of a priestess from a Civilization long since forgotten and is able to function like a normal human being.

On her true form, Ravel is a phoenix, shaped like a big falcon, but made entirely out of fire, without even a single bit of flesh. In this form she's still able to talk (though her voice becomes a deep contralto), but she basically loses the ability to manipulate things and she sets anything that she touches on fire as long as it's combustible.

Each form has its own advantages and disadvantages, and Ravel chooses which one to take based on Claudia's and hers current needs.

Personality:

Ravel is fleeting and simpleminded, maybe even naive, but what she lacks in sharp wits, she compensates with good disposition. Ravel is always willing to help and cheer people as long as said help doesn't bring harm upon anyone else.

Ravel shares most of Claudia's view of life and passion for adventure, thus it's not uncommon to one feed off the other's excitement.

Powers:

Being a Fire aligned Spirit, Ravel can control, shape and produce large amounts of fire at-will. Her flames generally take the shape of fire birds that look like her true form. On her true form Ravel is also capable of flight. Aside from these basic powers, the fact that she's a legendary creature grants her a few extra powers.

Phoenix's Blessing: Ravel elemental traits, both her immunity to fire and her weakness to water are shared with Claudia, or one other recipient of her choice, as long as Ravel is materialized. If she's dismissed this effect ceases to work. Ravel can change the recipient of this power at-will.

Purge: Ravel can produce flames that impart a recipient of her choice with the same regenerative abilities of Claudia as long as Ravel sustains the effect. Ravel has to remain immobile and touching the target during the whole time she keeps the Purge active.

Finally, none of these powers work on a Water aligned target (either Spirit or Song Knight).

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Darrel Black

~Darrel Black~

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"Nothing remains but the rain."

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Name: Darrel Black
Title: The Carrion
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Grade: NA
Academy: Imperial Song Knights' Academy of Cadenza
Height: 160 cm
Weight: 79 kg
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Personality:
The former student-now designated wanderer-is a quiet man who prefers to keep to himself. Motion and life are regarded as slow-turning concepts by him and he has embraced this way of thinking. Thus, everything from his manner of speech to his response to crises are enacted at a lethargic pace. That is not to say he cares not for the world, but the world must invoke interest in him before he interferes.

As such, this behavior breeds a certain dislike of authority and politics. Talk of overarching powers and the divine will be wasted on him as he glosses over such terms with near-stubbornness. Instead, an aura of calm carries about his form coupled with a deep appreciation of nature and the surrounding world.

Above all else, Darrel sees himself as a guardian to those who deserve his assistance. Despite his powerful nature, he does not interject into the lives of others unless convinced so. Getting him to listen to your story is only half the battle.

History:
It is quite strange to see someone as gifted as Darrel squander his gifts with little effort. As a child, the young man was considered quite a skilled prodigy in a long line of failures within the Black family. Because of his exceptional skill as a Sound Knight, it was thought that he would perhaps change the world through his actions.

And why not? He hailed from the Bach Empire and had the political influence to carry out any task. But at some point after his graduation of Cadenza Academy, the young man’s ambition dwindled to that of a spark. Abandoning family and pride, the youth set out to wander on his own. Arguably the most powerful Sound Knight the Bach Empire has ever generated, many were shocked and outraged at his decision to throw everything away. Now Darrel is treated with both scorn and fear; hatred for mutiny towards the Bach Empire and dread at the deadly power the man could potentially unleash upon the world.

Instrument and Weapons:
Darrel Black has but only one weapon taken in the form of a silver and purple ring upon his left hand. With it, he is able to control and command flocks and swarms of crows. Songs are produced through the bird’s cawing as well as ranging forms of hypnosis through the birds as well. So powerful are these hallucinations, that it is said Darrel can completely rewrite one’s individual reality through his flocks alone.

Magic:
Nevermore: Apart from summoning his Spirit, Darrel’s song can spread death and decay with but a few whispers. Trees and undergrowth turn foul when this song is in use, the state of death rapidly increasing the healthier a target is. Even so, Darrel’s song works best on fauna life than living creatures.

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Spirit

Name: Moriel
Title: Mother of the Woods
Gender: Female
Element: Dark x Earth
Rank: B
Height: 170 cm
Weight: 51 kg

Personality:
Moriel does not speak nor does she show much of any emotion. This nature, combined with her monstrous appearance, often give others the presumption that she is a mindless creature. On the contrary, Moriel is highly intelligent to the point that it can be easily said she alone understands Darrel completely.

Despite her lack of speaking, the two can seemingly communicate with a mere glance. The Spirit is even seen often acting as a mother-like figure to Darrel, a rare side only known by him. To those who seek to threaten her master however, Moriel embodies the full wrath of nature and the crushing destruction it can bring down upon man.

Powers:
Moriel has the power to communicate with other animals and even plant-life. She has no other special abilities in her arsenal but she doesn’t need any. Vicious creatures of the forest will rise and beckon to her call without hesitation; trees and undergrowth itself will upturn to protect her and her master.

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Farrah Gilden

~Farrah Gilden~

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"Getting in our way was your first mistake."

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Name: Farrah Gilden
Title: The Azure Panther
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Grade: Third Year
Academy: Grand Academy of Song Knights' of Capella
Height: 157 cm
Weight: 59 kg
Alignment: Chaotic Good

Personality:
Farrah is, for the most part, level-headed. Or at least, that’s what she likes to believe about herself. As someone who’s trying to bring about some justice in this world, one would expect her to be gung ho about the constant crime and corruption running rampant all around her. But Farrah understands that these things take patience…and her ambition is a slow, burning fire.

She won’t turn down a plea for help but she will take a moment to consider it first. Jumping headfirst into situations is not something she thinks kindly of especially when forced to do so herself. As such, people can perceive her as either lazy or open-minded. Though people’s perceptions don’t really faze her all that much.

Apparently she has a strong fascination and respect for her older cousin, as well as a deep disregard and annoyance for a certain blonde with a thing for tigers. Though no one really knows who these individuals are anyway…

History:
Hailing from the craggy terrain of the Chopin Republic, the majority of Farrah’s direct family comes from a descending line of miners. But the young girl who would embark towards great things wanted a life of daring escape and overall more action. So she looked up to the lifestyle of her eldest cousin, a rumored huntress that was said to bring crime and turmoil to its knees.

Eager to follow in those footsteps instead, Farrah trained hard and strong to become a Song Knight worthy of making her family name proud. At some point in time, she was able to summon a Spirit of her own; combined with the fiery ambition of someone like her, the two set off to become a duo of Song Knight and Spirit.

Instrument and Weapons:
Farrah wields an oversized violin bow that also doubles as a sword. The blade can be coated with a majestic blue flame via her magic. The blue flames will burn all others except when wielded by the hands of Farrah or her Spirit.

Magic:
Dragon’s Song: By using her “blade”, Farrah is able to produce a fast paced melody through the sound of violins. Her magic thus coats her fists and feet in the blue flames that engulfs her blade, giving her an edge in physical combat. Combined with her knowledge in hand-to-hand combat, this makes for a potent combination.

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Spirit

Name: Ravielin
Title: Ruler of the Sky
Gender: Female
Element: Fire x Wind
Rank: B
Height: 160 cm
Weight: 42 kg

Personality:
Ravielin is the complete opposite of her partner; that is, while Farrah can usually keep a cool head on her shoulders, the dragon-like being is always itching to cave someone’s face in. Formerly known as an untamable Spirit, her resonance really only goes well with Farrah. Anyone else, and she’ll probably try to pick a fight with them or just burn them outright.

Even so, Ravielin is, like all Spirits, extremely loyal to her Song Knight. Both girls acknowledge the bond they share with each other to the point where words are not required and a simple glance is all they need to understand each other. Ravielin, a Spirit once wild and untamed, sees Farrah not as her owner but as an equal and perhaps her closest friend.

Powers:
As a master of both wind and flame, Ravielin can be considered an extremely deadly Spirit due to one power directly strengthening the other. Unlike her Song Knight, Ravielin’s flames burn a blistering red and is able to produce them directly from her palms in the form of fireballs, streams of flame, and other projectiles.

Wind is also gathered in her hands, Ravielin able to use them to slice opponents by giving them a cutting edge. Her wings are also able to construct huge gusts and it is not uncommon for Ravielin to conjure up flaming tornadoes to decimate her foes. Furthermore, the Spirit also has the strength to carry Farrah around via flying.

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Cass Mormont

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~Cass Mormont~

~The Bombardier Knight~

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Musical Weapon

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Name: Cass Mormont
Title: The Bombardier Knight
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Grade: 3rd
Academy: Grand Academy of Song Knights' of Capella.
Height: 158cm
Weight: 54 kg
Alignment: Chaotic Good

Personality: Cass is an exuberant bon vivant. He acts as though he is just glad to be alive and in the world, which he is. Cass easily trusts the words of others and operates under the assumption that others are just as honest as he is. Is rather loose with his sense of decency, and having been raised in a home among many rowdy siblings, doesn't have much in the way of modesty or appreciation for personal space.

Cass has been known to not correct people if they assume he is a woman. He dresses and acts in an effeminate manner to emulate his sisters. He is a shameless flirt who will heap flattery onto others without restraint out of an appreciation for the female form he feels envious of. This leads to Cass being remarkably pliable and easily cowed by a domineering personality who can exploit his trusting nature.

History: The child of a hard working, but not noteworthy, Song Knight. Raised alongside five elder sisters who have followed in their mother's footsteps, Cass' dream was to be like them as well, in every which way possible. "What would Big Sis/Mom do?" serves as Cass' guiding moral standard. His life has been spent in preparation of one day being a proud Song Knight like the rest of his family.

In academia, Cass is an above average student. He has an exceptional work ethic and dedicates himself fully to what he does, but is also easily distracted by the fairer sex. His sword play is decent, but what has made him a known figure beyond his appearance is his predisposition to mass destruction. Between Cass' magic, weaponry, and Spirit, Cass is unmatched in the Chopin Republic in terms of collateral damage and devastation. It has led to Cass developing a reputation for wanton violence that he doesn't appreciate, even if Jormungand delights in what she considers praise.

Instrument/Weapon:
Concussive Horn: A tuba functioning as personally artillery, blasting directed sound with such force as to have a concussive force behind it. Armor is sundered and bones are broken are when struck by the tuba's blast dead on. It normally takes the form of a rams horn affixed to his waist, but when blown it expands to it's full size.
One Handed Sword: A finely crafted sword that Cass employs to defend himself when an enemy draws too close to use the Concussive Horn.

Magic:
Rising Terra: Cass can raise columns of earth to aid him in any situation. Whether that be serving as an elevated platform to reach the top shelf, raising up a projectile to launch with the Concussive Horn, or disrupting a foes footing, Rising Terra is the most versatile tool in the Bombardier Knights arsenal.

Other: Can wield a sword with proficiency. An expert at cleaning, as a result of being made to repair the damage caused by Jormungand and her horn. Being a charming trap, he is also good with disguises.

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Name: Jormungand
Title: The World Serpent
Gender: Female
Element: Earth / Water
Rank: C
Height: 8m
Weight: 1 ton.

Personality: Jormungand is as haughty, arrogant, and proud as any other dragon. She is assured of her own greatness even in the face of greater and more terrifying beings, such as Sprits or Dissonances aligned to the fire element. She is verbally abusive and abrasive to everyone she meets, Cass especially as she can never pass up the opportunity to berate him.

Jormungand is a wild and savage being in combat who lays into her foes with all the wrath and fury of a natural disaster. She is not the kind of being one calls upon to save the princess, you call upon the draconian serpent to lay waste to fortresses or destroy gargantuan foes. It is near impossible to restrain Jormungand once she is enraged and caught up in the frenzy of battle.

For all her acidity, Jormungand is protective of Cass, though she justifies it to herself as ensuring the continued existence of her property rather than concern for the Song Knight's wellbeing. He is the only person she will allow to ride atop her.

Powers:
Earthen Rain: Fires stones, compressed dirt, and wood from either Jormungand's arms or wings. This takes directly from her own mass, needing to be replenished through Submersion or by absorbing earth directly through consumption.

Flight: The ability to fly utilizing her wings. Requires at least four of her six wings to have the lift to take off from a still position. Can safely glide and maneuver with only two.

Submersion: Jormungand submerses herself within the ground to travel at speeds greater than on land or air. While submerged Jormungand can absorb the earth and flora to restore her body, though she is required to be stationary underground to do this. Note, can't actually be used in sand or molten earth. Is most effective in forests, plains, sea beds, or mountains.

Gungnir: When in contact with a source of water, Jormungand can absorb the liquid into her body and expel it in a highly pressurized beam from her mouth.

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Victor Strom

Victor Strom,

The Prodigy of Light

Name:
Victor Strom
Title:
The Prodigy of Light
Age:
16
Gender:
Male
Grade:
3rd
Academy:
Imperial Song Knights' Academy of Cadenza
Height:
175 cm
Weight:
60 kg
Alignment:
Lawful Neutral/Neutral Good

Appearance:
Victor is light on his feet with a lean build, using his agility and deftness to turn his opponents own strength against him when in a physical confrontation, rather than trying to overpower with brute force.

Personality:
Born and bred for winning, Victor strives to be the best of the best, looking only to bring honour to his family and to make his father’s memory proud. He is heavily disciplined, treating superiors and peers alike with formality and respect. Victor will obey any order given to him without question or complaint.

He is well liked, though has few friends. This is due to his intense devotion to self improvement. Anyone that managed to get close to him would find him to be just as polite and respectful as he appears. Deep down, Victor sometimes struggles with balancing what is expected of him and what he personally wants. More often than not however, Victor will bury his own desires in favor of his family.

History:
Victor has felt pressure his entire life, being the son of legendary Song Knight Walder Strom. It was always expected of him to be the best of the best. His studies began at age two, while his violin and fencing lessons started at three.

Victor is by and large considered the top student and fighter in his grade, and has the power and brains to rival nearly all of the fourth years. He is entirely unused to losing, having only been defeated in previous battle royales. In the past years victory had always been narrowly ripped from his grasp, but this time he is intent on winning it all.

Instrument and Weapons:
The violin and rapier are Victor’s tools of choice, and many consider him to be a master with both.

Magic:
Purifying Melody: Playing soothing, calm songs allows Victor to use his magic to mend broken bones, close wounds, cure sickness, and generally restore someone’s health. As the music gets more intense and vehement, Victor may generate and control winds so strong, they are capable of tearing skin from flesh, and flesh from bone.

Other:
He is bisexual, though he would not dare tell a soul.

Cloud,

The Spirit of Cleansing

Name:
Cloud
Title:
The Spirit of Cleansing
Gender:
N/A
Element:
Light and Air
Rank:
B
Height:
152 cm
Weight:
20 kg

Personality:
Cloud is a compassionate sort of spirit that delights in using it’s powers to heal the sick and injured. It could not imagine possibly hurting a human being. However, this courtesy does not extend to those that it deems does not act for a noble cause. To Cloud, murderers, rapists, and other low lives are sub-human, and therefore fair game to be ripped to shreds. Hence the title “Spirit of Cleansing”, cleansing the good of their ailments and the bad of their sins.

Powers:
Cloud can levitate objects of impressive size, and launch them at it’s chosen target at incredibly high velocities. It can exude a flash so bright that those staring directly at it risk permanent blindness. It's healing powers are impressive, and it is limited only by the inabilities to either replace a limb or organ. Cloud can also use it's magic to create weapons and structures made of pure light.

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Taylor Sinclair

Taylor Sinclair

it's a bit big

Title: The Mariachi
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Grade: 4th
Academy: United Academy of Song Knights' of Crescendo
Height: 169 cm
Weight: 67 kg
Alignment: Neutral Neutral

Personality: “Life is fragile. Death is simple. So treasure it and celebrate while you can.” a simple mantra defines Taylor’s outlook on life. Taking everything that comes her way with an easy grin and a witty retort, Taylor moves at her own pace and enjoying herself in whatever manner catches her fancy. Music and drinking becoming a quick favourite.

Taylor doesn’t consider herself a very deep character, she is easily pleased and is slow to anger, contrary to what her element would imply. She has no triggers, no button to push that will make her rain hellfire down upon you. Taylor will sooner take a nap than plot some revenge scheme

History: Taylor has lived a rather normal life with the one exception that she has brushed with death more times than she can count. Near misses with carriages, overzealous sparring partners cutting too deep. It was always as if Death walking along side next to Taylor, putting her close to dying, but never collecting. Eventually with death happening all around her and almost too her for so long, Death in her mind became an old friend that will one day invite her over the its place for a drink.

As for her life in the Academy? Well she was well known, but not renowned. People would recognise her and greet her warmly, but she had never exposed her ability to others, passing every exam with a perfect 51%. So no one ever expected much out of her.

Instrument and Weapons: Silver Trumpet and falchion with a gold basket hilt both made out of an allow that is highly heat resistant, but when the temperature is hot enough, an elegant red hot floral pattern is revealed.

Magic: Perdition: Dark crimson flames that glow with a simmering inner light. Like all flames it gives off both light and heat, the greater one's sins are the greater the pain. The flame will stick to the victim as it somehow adhesive and never burning out unless Taylor wishes it.

Theme:

Scarlet

Title: -
Gender: Female
Element: Fire/Dark
Rank: A (With a restriction order)
Height: 169 cm
Weight: 30 kg

Appearance:


Personality: Cheerful, confident and capable. Scarlet is closer to a drinking buddy than a Spirit. Strangely enough, Taylor talks to Scarlet as if she is the Death that has been walking around with her since her childhood which had inadvertently influenced Taylor’s opinion on death.

The big factor that influenced Taylor’s opinion on death was the blatant disregard for anything resembling danger. Is there an army charging her? Well... that just makes it impossible to miss doesn’t it?

Powers: Uses guns and swords quite liberally, more often than her magical powers and is proficient enough to hold her own for a time against the more physically minded Spirits

Pyrokinesis: Standard flame creation and manipulation abilities

Soul Fire: rarely used, but hidden under Scarlet’s eyepatch is deep blue flame, almost sapphire in colour. When her eyepatch is removed the blue flame will gush out like water breaking a dam and wash over all, bypassing all physical barriers to burn the victim’s soul.

[RiverMaiden]

The City's Madness

Name: Mary Stradford
Title: The City's Madness
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Grade: 3rd
Academy: Grand Academy of Song Knights' of Capella
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 110 lbs

Allignment: Chaotic Neutral

Appearance:

With wavy, brown hair that is usually held up in a ponytail, Mary is as perky as can be with blue eyes full of mirth and soft, caucasian skin. B-cup breasts jut out from her chest, covered by the shirt of the day and a brown waistcoat that is always around her shoulders.

Personality:
Mary is loud. She wants the world to know she exists, and isn't afraid to catch it's attention in any way possible. Being overbearing is a must for her, and those she meets will be greeted as if they had known each other their entire lives. Unafraid of anything, she will laugh in the face of danger, and jump straight into it with no thought of self-preservation.

In addition, she's openly perverted, inserting double entendre in conversation and dirty jokes as naturally as breathing. This perversion also brings a lack of shame, but she will never go over the boundaries of society, such as groping, public flashing, and the like. She gets as close as possible when she can, but will never cross over it.

Secretly, her only wish is to make friends. The world could burn and float away in ashes for all she cared, as long as those she cares about are safe and sound. As boisterous and brave as she is, her self-esteem is surprisingly low, and insults will hurt her deeply, even if she doesn't show it. Her emotions are always laid bare, except for when she is hurting. When that happens, she will possess a smile that never seems to reach her eyes, and move on as if she isn't in pain.

History:
Living in an orphanage was hard, especially when every child wants to be adopted, but only a few are taken every year. Her years from birth to six were stuck in such a place, where everyone needs a caretaker when there are only few. To compensate, she quickly became the loudest child, overshadowing all the others with sheer volume. This brought her to blows with the other children, and later causing her to become outcasted by both the children and the caretakers for her unneeded noise.

Isolation did not work for her, so Mary forced everyone to acknowledge her in any way she could. Her actions in her pursuit of attention gave her the title of a delinquent, and later the attention of a family, who later took her in and raised her as one of their own. Said family had later found the potential within her for great things, so they started her education a week after they had gained custody of her. She was seven years old at the time, and her personality stayed as boisterous as possible even after it wasn't needed anymore, since it was the reason her family had chosen her in the first place.

However, she was very lackadaisical with her studies, no matter her potential level, and didn't get very high in the school grading heirachy. The later appearance of her Spirit only further lowered her grades, until they just barely stayed above the passing grade. Couple this obvious waste of potential with her obnoxious personality, and the students of the Academy started to call her by her title, "The City's Madness". The only reason she is even in the Battle Royale is because it is the biggest stage for the world to know who Mary Strafford is, and she will give the world the best first impression she can ever give by winning the whole tourney.

Instrument and Weapons:
A loud, obnoxious trombone is her musical instrument of choice. Her propensity of playing the damn thing at ungodly hours is well-known, and one of the reasons for her title. However, even though her proficiency with the instrument is much higher than the average Knight, she does not use it for any other reason than music.

The true source of her magic, and what had enticed her Spirit, is the melodic sound of her voice.

Matching her personality, Mary wields a large, 6'6" tall, two handed battle-axe, that she swings like it's only a stick within her hands. It's as attention-grabbing as her presence, and as powerful as her persistence.

Magic:
Illabye
When Mary sings, her songs passively radiate an aura of calm that soothes the feelings of those around her. When she intentionally invokes her magic, this passive effect is increased tenfold, causing muscle relaxation, drowsiness, and euphoria to intense degrees.

Other:
-She has perfect pitch, meaning that she can single out the notes played within a piece or song just by hearing it.
-Despite her perversion, she has not a hint of revealing clothing within her wardrobe. Thank goodness for that.
-The music she plays from her trombone is usually upbeat and cheery, while the songs she sings with her voice are calming but powerful. A strange contradiction for sure.
-Mary's skill with her battle-axe is unparalleled, mostly because no one else uses such a bulky weapon, but also because she never wanted to rely on her Spirit for combat. Many are surprised by her daring maneuvers with the unwieldy device.

Theme

"~Chase your dreams, and remember me, sweet bravery
'Cause after all those wings will take you, up so high~"

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Name: Tiamat
Title: -
Gender: Female
Element: Water/ Dark
Rank: B
Height: 3'4"
Weight: 47 lbs

Alignment: True Neutral

Appearance:


Personality:
On the surface, she seems to be completely void of... Well, everything. Her face is always emotionless, a neutral appearance in every way. No voice will ever be heard from her lips, only the silence from the depths of her soul. The only hint of emotion one could ever find is within her eyes, which will burn with a cool indifference that seems to pierce through everything in her way, and her actions that usually contradict each other.

However, when she interacts with her partner, hidden feelings emerge from within her normally closed off personality. Embarrassment at Mary's antics, annoyance at being called a child, joy when being carried by the brunette. These feelings are brought to the surface by her unconditional loyalty to the teen, a burning desire to keep the light within her human alive. She would do anything to protect Mary, and would never show her hidden emotions if Mary wasn't around to bring them out.

Powers:
Shark's Teeth - The weapon she holds within her webbed hands, along with the talons at the end of said hands, are sharp and hard, capable of making deep gouges in layered steel with ease. Her weapon, while being seemingly made of wood, is stronger than iron, much harder to break than one would think. When her weapon is broken, she can repair it if she leaves it within a shadow, but a full repair will take 1-13 hours depending on the damage (1 hour for a crack, 13 hours for full dismantling)

Slippery - She is naturally nimble, out maneuvering anything that is even slightly slower than her with unnatural grace. This speed is enhanced within the rain, doubling the speed of every movement she makes. She is alright if exposed to high, natural temperatures, but the bonus she gains when hydrated becomes a bane within constant, intense heat, halving her speed instead. If one ever tried to match her speed within a body of water, they would be shredded by her in mere moments.

Enhanced Strength - Despite her tiny body, she is capable of moving, carrying, and stopping the momentum of objects 20 times her own weight(940 lbs), as well as using said weight in the power of her attacks. She will struggle with anything near her capacity, but she will pull through eventually.

[Deadnaut]

Aura Kalstov, The Swashbuckler Knight

Name: Aura Kalstov
Title: The Swashbuckler Knight
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Grade: 2nd
Academy: Imperial Song Knights' Academy of Cadenza.
Height: 5'1
Weight: 100 lbs

Aura's Apperance

Personality: Aura is the very definition of reliable, always setting out to accomplish what she's said she will. Perhaps as a consequence of this, she is stubborn as a bull, staying firmly rooted in whatever beliefs she may hold with only irrefutable evidence swaying her truly held opinions. In an attempt to compensate for this, Aura takes everything she hears with a grain of salt and attempts to hear the full story before drawing an opinion. She is hesitant to put full trust in people as a side-effect of this, since she can never bring herself to take something at face value and go off half-cocked.

In a social setting she tends towards a balanced approach, not overly outgoing but not particularly shy either. She prefers to crack cheap jokes, namely puns, when she's trying to entertain, and tries to keep conversations light. When confronted with serious considerations, particularly of the future, she grows more sullen and tries to avoid the topic if at all possible. She takes her friendships as an extension of her word, and so is steadfastly loyal to her friends. As a result, however, when her trust is betrayed she can easily become inconsolably depressed for days or even weeks afterwards.

History: Aura grew up in a middle class family in the Bach Empire, more than enough money to get by without worries but not nearly enough to live the rich life. She went to school like other girls to learn History, Math and other such relevant topics, but early in her school career it was discovered that she had the talent to be a Song Knight. She was sent to the Imperial Academy at Cadenza as soon as she came of age, and soon discovered that she quite liked being a Song Knight. She picked up on her blade and instrument like a natural and became quite adept with both despite her upbringing not having been particularly focused on either.

Since coming to the Academy, she promised herself she would become the greatest of all Song Knights and dedicated herself to this purpose. She spends her days and nights studying and practicing her sword and instrument with her closest friend, Ai. Since then Aura has improved vastly, becoming more and more skilled at Swordplay and her instrument. She grew good enough at both that she was permitted to compete in the Grand Tournament, where she seeks to prove herself

Instrument and Weapons:

Swash and Buckle: Aura wields a pair of cutlasses in battle she affectionately refers to as "Swash" and "Buckle", names she assigned as a play on the nickname she was assigned. Both are kept sharp and are well cared for by their wielder, who has come to view them as an extension of her own desire.

Anna Maria: To summon her spirit and provide support, Aura plays a highly personalized Spanish Guitar with what appear to be spiral engravings covering the body. Aura's guitar is made of pure oak wood and highly stylized, so she tends to stick out in a crowd whenever she makes use of her guitar, affectionately nicknamed "Anna Maria".

Anna Maria

Magic:

Absolute Wellspring: Aura, seemingly, has the ability to summon water from thin air and move it with her own magical energy as a defensive and offensive measure. In reality, she just has the ability to pull H2O from the surrounding air and ground, though she can't pull any water from living beings. As a result, when she's in particularly dry environments, such as a desert, her ability is of little consequence.

Other: Partially because of her ability, and partially because of her propensity to turn anywhere into a workout ground, Aura is never without a pair of water bottles on her waist.

Spirit

Name: Ai
Title: Waters of the West
Gender: Female
Element: WaterxAir
Rank: B
Height: 6'2
Weight: 204 lbs

Ai's Appearance

Personality: Ai seems to be what Aura always desired to be, just as sure of herself as her partner but with none of the hesitation. Quick to make judgments, Ai will always advocate immediate and heavy action, often quoting a great military leader in saying "A good plan violently executed now is better than a perfect plan executed next week". She is loud and says exactly what is on her mind, and if you didn't know her better you'd think she didn't have a gentle bone in her body. Honest to a fault, Aura often jokes that Ai can't lie because she is purified water and not lake water.

Ai worries after her partner often, not that she'd ever tell anyone. She fears Aura's devotion to practice and slow process to trusting the word of others will alienate her from her peers. Worse, she fears that one day Aura will grow over confident and get herself hurt, or even killed. This is why Ai tries her best to keep her partner in high spirits and keeps pushing her forward, so that Aura will become good friends with others who can help Ai to protect her. This protective side of Ai easily comes out whenever Aura is in danger, but is strangely silent while Ai suggests Aura do some stunt or another to make friends.

Powers:

The Infinite Wellspring: Similar to her partner, Ai can summon the waters of the world to do her bidding. Unlike her partner, she truly can generate water from thin air. This means that her effectiveness isn't nearly as hampered in a dry environment as her partner. Also like Aura, she can shape this water and apply force to it, though she can apply much more to it than her partner could ever hope to.

Winds of Discovery: Ai also has the ability to call upon the winds for assistance in battle, unlike Aura. She can use the winds to form into cutting blades, but her primary ability with the wind is a support role. When Ai focuses on her usage of the wind, she can use them to both speed her allies but also aid their perception. Aura has always assumed it was just from the wind keeping the dust out of her eyes, but it is in fact owed more to Ai's power as a spirit than anything else. With the support of this power, its recipient should see an approximate 33% increase in their perception.

[Eklispe]

Moros Vorsickle

Name: Moros Vorsickle
Title:: Rumbling Knight
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Grade: 1st
Academy: Imperial Song Knights' Academy of Cadenza.
Height: 5 feet 11 inches/ 167.6 cm
Weight: 200 pounds/ 90.7185 Kilograms
Alignment: Neutral good

Appearance

Personality: To say Moros is a well-mannered quiet individual would be a bit of an understatement. He is exceedingly polite at all times and he also has a tendency to not speak unless spoken to. These two things combined make it difficult for him to make friends, despite his eagerness to do so. Even if he did make a friend he would find himself having a hard time keeping them around.

However he had a tendency to act in ways one might find surprisingly, like his innate distaste for authority. Moros can also be surprisingly cold at times. His politeness can be used to wall off others and make him an intimidating person to even attempt conversing with.

History: Moros was raised as a single child, expected to follow in his dead father's footsteps as a song knight of incredibly prestige. Despite his father being gone his childhood did not lack in strictness, he was very much raised with the saying that children are meant to be see not heard and speak when spoken to. Unfortunately his mediocre skill led to harsh reprimands.

Moros silently accepted this as was his custom and simply worked harder. Of course he never bothered trying to bring up the excuse that he was deaf since birth so none of this was exactly easy. Despite his hard work he only ever become second best, partly due to his disobedience and lack of internal drive that served his fellow students so well. Still, his mother used her connections to ensure he was chosen to go to the Grand Tournament despite his age and lack of exceptionalism.

Instrument: In most situations Moros will use his voice, however he also enjoys playing a large harp, about five feet tall. Usually it is carried in a large case on his back.

Weapon: A metal pole as tall as Moros that he uses for the most part as a walking stick. Despite its normal appearance it feature an odd ability to bend like a piece of rubber at his will. A tool that his father received as a gift and was passed onto him.

Overwhelming Base: Despite his deafness Moros is still a more than proficient singer and his voice is surprisingly deep. When he sings his voice drowns out others in the area, diminishing their effectiveness. In addition as he sings a pervading aura of lethargy enters those in hearing. Both of these effects increase in effectiveness the longer they are applied.

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Spirit

Name: Lefay
Gender: Female?
Element: Earth
Rank: C
Height: Usually the same as Moros
Weight: Usually about 600 pounds or 272.155 Kilograms.
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Appearance: Same silvery appearance as the Silver Surfer when she's not actively changing her color.

Personality: Lefay is a playful, fickle creature, eager to play games and get a rise out of anyone and everyone. She can also be petty at times and you certainly don't want to get on her bad side, which can easily be done by being mean to Moros, who is the only person she'll even consider listening to most of the time. On the other hand she's easily appeased by being offered tributes and its pretty hard for her to hold a grudge for more than a prank or two.

Powers

Quicksilver Form: Lefay can change her form into practically anything if she has enough mass to do it, right down to the color if she desires it. She can control any of her material within five feet and pull it back to her core, a small red orb about the size of a baseball. This allows her to slip out of anything that her core can fit through and be a formidable melee combatant, along with providing an incredible amount of utility. Luckily for anyone she's fighting she can't form herself into sharp or pointy shapes so blunt trauma will likely be the worst of it.

Assimilation: Lefay can absorb earth, metals, and anything of that sort to increase her own mass. The more mass Lefay has the stronger and faster she can be. Normally she holds enough mass to accurately replicate Moros.

[Rakurai]

[REMOVED]

[Alina13]

Josiah Everett

The Insane Imitator

Name: Josiah Everett

Title: The Insane Imitator

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Grade: 4th

Academy: Grand Academy of Song Knights' of Capella.

Height: 5”9

Weight: 140

Personality: Josiah is very polite, intelligent and reserved in his social endeavors. Looking at him, he seems very high class, the suit and tie kind of man. In social environments, he is quiet and most of the time, hangs back against a wall somewhere to people watch. If someone comes up to him, he would smile invitingly and ask them how their day is going. He is always calm, cool and collected on the outside. He can be a little paranoid at times. When he finds himself in an uncomfortable situations, such as someone asking him about his past, questioning his sanity, or confronting him physically, he may fidget, sweat a little. In conversation with someone he is not familiar with, he may stutter. For the most part, he collected and logical. He knows what he wants and how to get it. From anyone. . .

History: Josiah’s family has always been filthy rich. They still are and always will be. His college education is paid for in full and he will never have to work a day in his life. However, the wealthiness of his family came with a price on his childhood. His parents gave him whatever he wanted whenever he wanted it, except for one thing, their affection. He either sat in his giant room all by himself, wandered their mansion in search of another human spirit to interact with or was out with his one friend, who was a poor boy from school. His parents were never home; they were always out at community dinners, with their other rich friends or simply out partying leaving Josiah alone at the house to do whatever he wanted and fend for himself. Now normally this would be any child’s dream but when you’ve lived out your entire life with no sort of affection from your parents, you wish for nothing more than their presence.

Instrument and Weapons: French horn and Crossbow with whistling arrows.

Magic: Voice Mock and Projection Josiah has the ability to perfectly mimic other’s voices. His ability works perfectly from up to 10 miles away. Any distances after that, the quality of his power becomes weaker and the voice could be distorted or not as accurate. However, what he says cannot be directly violent. He can hint at violent acts but he cannot per say, trick someone by using his power into hurting someone else. If the person he is trying to fool is thinking about a certain person and he chooses to activate his power, the voice will be heard in the person’s mind. If the person is having a conversation with someone and Josiah decides to activate his power, the person could be deceived in two different ways. If Josiah wants to make something said that was never said, the mysterious voice would be heard coming directly out of the person’s mouth. The fake speaker would have no idea this was happening. If the person whose voice he was mimicking was already talking at the time and Josiah wanted to manipulate the other person taking part in the conversation, the voice would be heard from another direction, causing the manipulated person to turn around or be very confused as to where the voice is coming from. The only hole in his power would be if he has never heard the person's voice before. His more minor power pertains to his spirit's element. He can administer a shock wave to the ground that causes earthquake like symptoms.

The Deceiver

Name: Akari

Title: The Deceiver

Gender: Female

Element: Air and Dark

Rank: C

Height: 6 inches

Weight: about the weight of an iPhone

Personality: Akari is very temperamental and can be quite mean at times. She doesn’t show her emotions very well and won’t admit it but she is very attached to Josiah. She gets worked up very easily and often times Josiah has to hold her back from using her powers on innocent people just to take out her frustrations. She is not very intelligent and uses her beauty to her advantage to help Josiah in his manipulation powers.

Powers:

Five Second Trance: Pretty self explanatory, Akari can use her dark magic to put someone in a timeless trance for five seconds Just long enough for Josiah to either gather his thoughts, prepare a voice mock or simply for his/her own amusement.
Invisibility: Again, pretty self explanatory. This power can only last for up to five minutes and can only be activated when she is within 15 feet from Josiah

[Tyrant from the West]

Ueno & Conq'

Ueno Laudwen

Title: N/A
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Grade: 4th
Academy: Imperial Song Knights' Academy of Cadenza.
Height: 5'11
Weight: 137 Ibs
Alignment: Lawful Evil



Personality: Ueno is ambition without a definite goal. A man who wishes to make something of himself at all costs, even if he doesn't know where he wants to end up at the end. Ueno is hard working and has little respect for those who take the easy road in life, even if they end up making life easier for him. He believes that part of any great goal or story is the climb, so he doesn't mind clawing his way up to the top.

Ueno keeps up a mask of politeness and kindness at almost all times, despite a constant flow of judgmental and callous thoughts that flow bellow. While he is usually quite adept at keeping up his mask, it is easily chipped away at those who undermine his efforts, and is easily enraged by those who try to make others think less of him. Gossips and those who simply start trouble for the sake of trouble are those who easily make Ueno lose himself in rage.

Those who end up calling Ueno a friend will often find him somewhat inconsiderate of them. He isn't one to be openly sentimental, but those who hurt people he does like will often need to worry about his urges for revenge. Ueno is one to strike ruthlessly and without remorse at those who'm gain his ire.

History: His father, Sir Oswald, is someone Ueno nevers wants to be associated with. Oswald was a joke of a politician, and a joke of a father. Ueno's early life is one that was filled with disappointment and failed attempts of grandeur. Ueno's father was a politician who'se only thought was to appear as what he was not, and would spend all of their family's income of appearing fancy and posh. Constantly in debt and never home, Oswald appeared to the outside world as a success, but in reality his entire life he spent brushing by the skin of his teeth.

Ueno's mother was never there, she viewed him as her greatest 'little' mistake and left her in his father's hands as soon as she could. Neither of his parents really wanted to keep him, a remnant of a night of passion that had long seen day. However Oswald was forced to keep him, dare she make a scene and throw him to the wolves otherwise. Most of the things his father did for him were done publicly and without little concern for what Ueno actually wanted or care about.

As Ueno aged and grew up, he ended up having a twisted ambition of his own. Once aimed to become a spirit knight and make a name for himself, a new name. He ran away from home as soon as he could play his instrument of choice and changed his name. He would become something great, something that would outshine anyone else. He would outshine even the stars themselves.

Instrument and Weapons: Ueno plays an Acoustic guitar that appears broken, fights with a great-sword. Both of were granted to him by Conquest upon their first meeting.

Magic: Ueno can control the sword with his mind at a range of up to fifty feet away from him.

Other: The Sword he uses it the one at the bottom

Conquest

Title: N/A
Gender: 'Male'
Element: Earth/Fire
Rank: B
Height: 10 Ft.
Weight: Idk honestly how much he would weigh.



Personality: Conquest is a spirit of few words, especially to those who aren't Ueno. He has little respect for those who aren't his master. Conquest simply wishes to fulfill Ueno's desire and fight at his master's side, well, as much as he can anyway.

Conquest speaks with a booming voice that originates from cracks beneath the throne. When he does speak he speaks at most a sentence at a time, and utters either threats or orders. Conquest cares little for the safety of other spirits and will instead distance his master away from them if he can. He actually becomes slightly jealous of others when Ueno converses with other spirits. Conquest wishes to be the only one his master uses, summons, and relies upon.

Powers: First of all, when summoned, Throne is immobile and cannot move or change directions. Secondly, his powers can only be 'activated' when Ueno sits upon him. When the two are together as one, Ueno's body merges with the throne and Ueno is only able to move his head. Other then that, he is completely devoid of movement.

Augment: Ueno is granted another great-sword that can be controlled when he is seated upon Conquest.

Vanguard: Conquest himself controls two living armors that fight by his command. Both of the armors are quite durable, but can be broken down more easily by Water/Wind based attacks. However, if left alone the metal regenerates and they can fight again.

[solokolos]

Isabelle Kaiser

Song Knight


Name: Isabelle Kaiser
Title: The Striking Sonata
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Grade: 4th
Academy: Imperial Song Knights' Academy of Cadenza
Height: 167 cm
Weight: 77 kilograms.

Appearance:

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The general appearance is pretty spot on with this image, but as with these kinds of things it's not at all perfect. The outfit is not correct, as she wears a dark blue cloth over most of her body, that fights well and allows her good range of movement. A baggy darker blue cloth that resembles a dress covers the area from her shoulders to just below her lower thigh, so as to provide decency. If she isn't trying to blend in to dark surroundings, she wears a gold pendant, with a medallion hanging from it that has her schools emblem. The rest of her outfit is basically the same, except small gold chains hang down around her arms, connected to silver rings on her hands.

Her body is heavily muscled from wielding her great sword so regularly and the constant sparring matches. The outfit she wears hides the muscle tone well causing many to underestimate her despite her intimidating sword. She is also a bit taller then the picture would suggest.

Personality: Isabelle is a very positive person, with a Cheshire grin or smirk often painted upon her face. She enjoys practical jokes quite a lot, though they may not end well. Despite her positive nature there is a bit of a disconnect. Her upbringing has forced upon her a desensitized view of violence, and she almost revels in the violent acts she sometimes preforms.

Her practical jokes are only considered such by her as she is quite cruel, often resorting to physical violence. The only reason she considers them practical jokes is because they make her laugh, though she often is the only one laughing.

So despite her friendly mannerisms, she has few friends. She drives away the ones she do has, and they only stay with her if they are some sort of masochist, which some of them have been. Despite the way she drives away her friends, she easily entraps people at first with her positive attitude. In summation Isabelle is great at making friends but terrible at keeping them.

History:Isabelle's life has been quite the lavish experience thus far. She was born into a wealthy family and was the youngest of three siblings. Her family's plentiful wealth afforded her a liberal habit of spending money. She made friends easily and often kept them via her parent's influence.

Despite this she did make one or two friends that stuck with her because of her. Nathan was her eldest brother and was one of her closest friends. He joined the military as soon as he could, and died within a year of leaving Isabelle's childhood home. The weapon Isabelle wields was once Nathan's and he was also the one who taught her to wield it.

After her brother's death Isabelle become a kind of recluse, drifting away from anyone and everyone. She recovered within a month however, and started practicing constantly to celebrate her brother's memory. She quickly became an apt sword fighter, though her skills only extended to her greatsword and no other weapons; Mostly because no motivation was found when practicing with those weapons, though endless amounts was found in the greatsword.

Instrument and Weapons: Isabelle's instrument is quite the conundrum. She does not use any traditional instruments but instead whistles. Her weapon is quite normal; She wields a pure black great sword, with a red line down the center of the blade. When this red line meets the hilt it creates a floral pattern. The weapon is reminiscent of a European claymore in size and weight.

Magic: Isabelle can create stone golems out of the materials around her, and can also encase herself in the stone, manipulating it with her magic. Unfortunately this armor slows her reaction time and her general movement.

The golems can only be manipulated if they are within 100 meters of her, and if that threshold is crossed they will stand stark still (much like Ned Stark). They seem to be more durable then the materials they are made up but only marginally so, and the same applies to her armor. At one time she can only manipulate three golems, though her armor counts as a golem. Controlling more then one golem at once takes her complete concentration, and controlling all three will often test her limits. She is prone to migraines after long bouts.

The golems size is around that of a grizzly bear on its hind legs. They around 200-230 centimeters in height a majority of the time, unless Isabelle has a specific reason for making them larger in which case the largest one can go is the sum of the other three. If one's size is the culmination of the other three then that is the only golem that can be summoned. Much in the same way she can create two golems with a size of about 250 centimeters each. Unfortunately for Isabelle, even if she devotes he complete concentration she can't control more then three at once. Their appearance is always reminiscent of the minerals around them and have shining red eyes.

Other: (Anything not covered by the above).

Spirit


Name: Sole
Title: N/A
Gender: Male
Element: Earth
Rank: C
Height: 106 centimeters
Weight: 18 kilograms

Appearance:

Personality: Sole is a very judgmental creature, and is prone to petulant fits of rage. When he doesn't get his way, or when Isabelle disregards his advice he resigns himself to sullen silences. Sole rarely talks to others Isabelle is spending time with, and will occasionally insult her opponents without Isabelle's consent (though he very well doesn't need it, as he is a sentient creature besides her).

He is occasionally timid when Isabelle's opinion of a person isn't known, and often adopts her opinion once it becomes known. On the flip side, if Isabelle has been particularly mean or unfair to him he will express a personality completely opposite to hers, and (for example) nitpick her plans when she says them out loud.

Despite all his quarks he is seemingly completely dependent on Isabelle's presence, seeming drained once summoned after having been banished for a long period of time. Though sleep will refresh Isabelle, it will only drain Sole as she will not sleep with him present.

Powers: Sole's main ability is to allow anyone to have more direct control of any golems they control. Almost as if Sole's body is acting as a secondary mind to process things he allows Isabelle to control her golems without "zoning out" and even allowing precise movements.

Besides that Sole is very lack luster, as the only ability he has besides that is to reconstruct himself from any matter around him as long as he isn't banished in the mean time. He can also levitate, as he can** He does this without Isabelle's instruction, and most of the time just floats above one of her shoulders, occasionally offering advice.

[Zardoric]

Zachary Arc

Song Knight

Name: Zachary Arc
Title: The Dancing Shadow
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Grade: 3rd
Academy: Grand Academy of Song Knights' of Capella
Height: 5’8”
Weight: 157

Appearance:

Zachary

Personality: Zachary is a moderately friendly person willing to help people out, as long as it doesn’t cause him too much of an inconvenience. When it comes to making friends he generally allows others to become friends with him, and doesn’t go out of his way to make new ones, however he has many friendly acquaintances because of his willingness to help others. However he does have some anger issues, and often prefers to be left alone with his book. Also, no matter what kind of insults are thrown his way, he won’t be affected in the slightest. The only time an insult will get a rise out of him is when it is directed at one of his friends, and it obviously hurts them.

Zachary is very loyal, intelligent, calming, and comforting. Those few he truly considers friends will be his friends for life unless they do something VERY wrong (in his eyes). If you need a shoulder to cry on, or someone to rant to Zachary can be very understanding; will always listen, no matter how trivial; and he will NEVER tell anyone anything you say to him in confidence, even if it something small; he still considers your trust more important. No matter what his situation, he will never bend in his moral code, as loose as that code is.

History: Zachary was born to a pair of well trained and moderately powerful Song Knights, started his training at a young age. He soon showed that he had the potential to surpass both of his parents in both the ways of song, and in the art of combat. However 2 weeks before Zachary’s 8th birthday, both of his parents were killed in a supposedly easy mission that went extremely wrong. From this point on Zachary spent even more time working on his abilities.

When Zachary was first introduced to fictional books, cooking and dancing at the age of 9 in order to stop him from becoming obsessed with getting better and to teach him to live life. The cooking lesson sat with him and he learned how; and he enjoyed dancing, although he would never go beyond a skilled amateur level. However, he took to the books like bees to flowers. Reading them whenever he wasn’t training, eating, sleeping, or going to school, and often when he was. He tried writing his first book when he was 11, spending a couple of months working on it. When it was finished he read it, threw it away, and tried again. And again. And again, until he finally managed to write a book that he was sure plenty of people would enjoy. This happened when he was 14, right after he got into school to become a Song Knight. Since then he has released several other books, all of them behind a false name, and each with varying levels of success, although his last two have flown off of the shelves in all three nations, allowing Zachary to gather a moderate amount of wealth.

Instrument and Weapons: Voice and Hands. Zachary didn’t want to have to rely on something he may lose, and has trained both his voice and his body in a wide variety of ways. His voice has an incredible range starting at a medium bass and going all the way up to a moderate soprano. He has trained his body in several different Martial Arts, to the point where he would be considered a black belt in 2 different styles, and relatively trained in 4 others. His primary style of combat is to avoid the opponents hits, making it look as though a single hit would finish him, only to then step into the enemies attack and hit them where it hurts when they make themselves vulnerable. He has also trained himself to sing while fighting.

Magic:
Elemental Enhancement: Zachary draws on the elements to strengthen his mind and body. Due to the power constant flow of energy, his body heals almost five times faster the normal. This allows him to walk for days without rest; carry larger loads then normal, about twice as much as a normal person of the same strength; and take beatings that would normally disable or kill a normal person. In addition to this, the healing helps replace and prevent the loss of nutrition and water, allowing him to go for far longer periods of time (about three times longer) then most other people. That's about 9 weeks without food, 9 days without water, and 9 minutes without air.

Other: When in class, but not needing to do anything, Zachary will often pull out a romance novel (yes, his classmates have ragged him about this more than once, but Zachary doesn’t care), occasionally even one of his own (in order to hide the fact that he is an author). Other skills include, but are not limited to, Dancing, Cooking, and the disturbing ability to ignore his Spirit’s actions/activities.

Spirit

Name: Loiosh
Title: Dragon of Bonds
Gender: Male
Element: Dark and Earth
Rank: C
Height: Standing tall, 1’2”, from head to tail Loiosh is just over two feet at 2’1”, with a wingspan of 3’8”
Weight: 22 pounds.

Appearance:

Loiosh

Personality: Loiosh is a very friendly and playful spirit, and often likes flying around to others and playfully attacking them, or hiding and ambushing them. He usually makes sure not to hurt them (never breaks the skin) and always makes sure they know he is playing. He is also very understanding of kids grabbing him and pulling on his wings and tail, making sure they don’t hurt themselves, and often acting like they have the advantage, just before suddenly slipping out of their grasp and flying out of their reach, or landing on top of them.

Despite his playfulness, he can also be quite serious when something important is happening, or when someone is in danger, and has a very macabre humor in said situations. He will not hesitate to fly to someone’s rescue, or let his enemy suffer. If you get on Loiosh’s bad side, you're stuck there unless you really go out of your way to appease him, however he is understanding and it is very hard to make him truly mad. Irritated however, he can do Irritated.

Powers:

Natural:
Enhanced senses: Night Vision, Super and Subsonic hearing.

Flight: Using his wings, Loiosh can fly.

Venomous bite: Loiosh’s bite is slightly venomous. Against humans it is irritating, and causes some minor swelling.

Poison Sting: Loiosh’s main weapon is his stinger, which can paralyse large dogs, and small humans with a single hit. Two hits will paralyse most people. However, Loiosh can only use this two or three times a day.

Magical:

Shadow Cloak: Loiosh can turn invisible while in a shadow.

Psionic Link: Loiosh can Telepathically communicate with the human he is bonded to, as well as share emotions, eyesight, hearing and sense of smell.

Toxic Breath: Loiosh is a dragon, and therefore has a breath attack. He breaths out a gaseous mixture of Nitrogen, oxygen, and methane. This attack can’t kill on its own, and isn’t likely to do more the cause some breathing problems for his target or put them to sleep (Suffocation/too much oxygen). However it is very flammable, and can cause a very brief, but very hot, fire that can cause third degree burns, but again, not very lethal.

Note: None of Loiosh’s abilities are very powerful on their own, and even combined they aren’t exceptional. I want with a bunch of lesser powers instead of one or two powerful ones. Loiosh and Zachary make excellent scouts, and a good team lead, but have very few ways to take care of enemies on their own.

[Pikmin Eye]

Rander the Hobbit

Song Knight

Name: Randar Xenil
Title: The Hobbit
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Grade: 3rd Year
Academy: Grand Academy of Song Knights' of Capella.
Height: 3'9"
Weight: 100lbs

Appearance

Personality: This half a man suffers from a size complex. He often gets angry when commented on his small size. This is only compounded when he gets compared to his often larger than himself spirit. He generally can get along with other things his size. He tends to envy others who are larger than him, in a passive aggressive way. When he makes a friend though, he is loyal to them, often helping them out of a pinch.

He prefers to speak softly and carry a humongous Spirit in a conversation. Tending to prefer helping others and leans heavily on his spirit for support in combat. Seeks to prove to the world that he is gonna be the best, never intending to harm others to prove a point. Has a very loud and bragging personality as long as he has the advantage. However, when proven otherwise, he tends to back down and apologize.

When it comes to the relationship he has with his Spirit, it's a mixed bag. He often feels he could have prepared better for the situation or did something better. When his Spirit is small, he tends to be quiet, preferring to avoid others when possible. As his Spirit grows, so does his attitude for those around him, often making him outgoing talking to strangers without a problem. This double sided attitude can occasionally be a repellent to those around him (on top of the giant dinosaur sticking out of the room).

History: Randar was always the shortest kid growing up. He was unremarkable in a lot of things he did, often coming up short on almost everything he tried. He ended up being a loner, preferring to avoid others. Anything to avoid the stares and insults flung at him. That changed when he got his Spirit. Of everyone around when he finally managed his first successful summon, he was the most disappointed. The thing was a mere 2 feet tall, shorter than him. Convinced it was a failure, he ran off with his spirit to avoid the insults once again. They ended up outside where he learned something from sitting out there. His Spirit was getting larger by the minute. He was in amazement at first, before getting concerned at the size it got up to. The thing ended up larger than the building.

Since then they have been inseparable, doing everything together. He ended up earning his right to participate from his school's tournament by pure surprise factor, and hopes to do well again at this Tournament. Since the tournament, he wears the insult he was most often teased with as his title, "The Hobbit". He plans on using his unassuming size to catch others off guard and teach them a lesson. It just takes a bit of time and patience.

Randar has gotten into a few fights since he left the school on this trip, carrying a reputation with him. Now, he works to help others in any way he can. With his healing, hes been confident in his ability to jump into dangerous situations to save others. Even if he still needs to be saved by Cothyl from time to time. A short knight in shining armor ready to handle the situations around him hopefully.

Instrument and Weapons: Randar carries around a small piccolo with him wherever he goes. Handgun: An average gun capable of handling things from a comfortable distance.

Magic: Plays the piccolo to soothe the mind, soul, and body to increase healing rate, mental stability, hope, and will to live.

Other: Overall, Randar a bit emotionally unstable, much like his life is around him. Randar and Cothyl change a lot in personality based on whats going on around them.

Spirit

Name: Cothyl
Title: The Kaijuu
Gender: Male
Element: Light
Rank: A (Varies)
Height: 2'-64'
Weight: 20-20480lbs. (X²*5)

Appearance

Personality: Cothyl is the quiet type preferring to listen to whats going on around him. His personality is inverse to his size. He tends to be loud when hes small, trying to keep would be bullies away. Often with threats of coming back for them later. As he gains in size he is less concerned with the ants below him, instead taking great care to not break things beneath his feet as he walks around. Is well used to the oohs and awes of the crowd of a town when he hits his max size. Being a large Spirit isn't always the greatest thing in his eyes as he has concerns most wouldn't think about. Tends to worry about harming an innocent or damaging property if he's not careful.

He tends to be cheery on a sunny day and a bit of a downer at night, knowing that he isn't as helpful during the night. Prefers to stay summoned as he likes being out in the world. Has a low tolerance for those who try to pick on Randar. Tends to keep Randar's ego in check before he does something truly careless. While he may not want to start the fight, he will definitely try to end it quickly. On a bright day, he can't help but try to cheer up everyone around him, regardless of size.

Powers: Growing Light: Cothyl absorbs the light around him in order to increase his size, weight, and strength. He also has the ability to expel this light energy by decreasing his size, weight, and strength in order to breath out energy beams, glow in the dark, or release blinding flashes of light. Cothyl's maximum size is 64' tall, and weighing in at 10.2 tons, however it take time for Cothyl to grow, and he can only double his size each minute during full noon, and grows at slower and slower rates as the light level decreases. When dispelled, Cothyl loses 75% of his added energy from base size immediately, and gradually loses more until he is summoned again at a rate of 5% per hour. Cothyl cannot shrink himself below 2' and 20 lbs.

[The Irish Tree]

Rhodri Gwynfor

Song Knight

Rhodri

Name: Rhodri Gwynfor
Title: The Vanguard
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Grade: 3rd
Academy: United Academy of Song Knights' of Crescendo.
Height: 6'4
Weight: 237 lbs.

Personality: Confident and collected, Rhodri is the shining example of a groomed upbringing. He is almost always presentable, well kempt and poised, though his abilities to be a little less direct in his choice of words leave something to be desired. He strives to be polite, but will often times wind up insulting someone without realizing the negative connotations of his words. He is also terrible at gauging the capabilities of other people, and will often assume that tasks that are easy enough for him should be so simple anyone could do it.

As one might expect, when your parents are important, other important people will want to mingle you with their children. As such, it is hard for Rhodri to say that he's ever made any real friends, having been engrossed in his training and education more than anything, leaving little room for anyone else. In fact, a genuine approach of friendship made to him might leave him speechless.

History: Born the 3rd son of 4 to Talfryn Gwynfor, Rhodri was born into a life of great privelege, but also one of great expectation. Each son of Gwynfor was brought up with the loftiest of expectations in due line with the reputation their family upheld. Being born of the second marriage of Talfryn with Mariva Godwin, there was always a slight rift between him and his two eldest brothers that not even brotherly camaraderie could overcome, mostly since it was largely assumed the majority of the estate, inheritance, and political importance garnered from both would go only to the one deemed worthy as the successor to Talfryn. The youngest brother Brother, Morgan, and kin to Rhodri was the least focused on the competition between brothers, mostly due to his frail body and sickly nature preventing him from ever having a true chance at becoming a Song Knight.

In spite of the enormous pressure to succeed placed upon him, Rhodri found great company in his and Morgan's mother. Mariva was a kindly woman who, in spite of their marriage being purely for political purposes, devoted herself whole-heartedly to Talfryn. Tensions would only grow further, as a year before Rhodri was to be enrolled into Crescendo his eldest brother's life was brought to a swift and painful end on the field of battle against a
swarm of Dissonance in an effort to protect one of the Southwestern boglands. Carrying the heart of his eldest brother and greatest opponent in his heart, Rodric did all he could within Crescendo to hone himself.

Instrument and Weapons: For his weapons, Rhodri uses a pair of flanged maces that are hollowed in the shaft in order to drive more of the force of impact to the heads. Beyond being made of durable steel, not much is of note to his maces save for that they seem to be very well-used. In terms of an Instrument, Rhodri will use his own muscular physique as a drum, pounding on his flesh with his hands. While in his armor, he will use his maces on his armor instead in order to conduct the sound, the durable spirit armor having become accustomed to the blows. Still kinda smarts though.

Magic: Rhodri's magic involves extending the protection offered by his Spirit Armor to others in the form of a song that gently wraps itself around the user's allies. The spell itself has to be cast once for each individual he chooses to extend protection to, and for each extra he extends it to, it divides itself accordingly. The protection also seems to slightly boost the effects of the person's Song Magic as well.

Other:

As the son of a noble house, Rhodri is well-versed in etiquette and manners, as well as being a surprisingly good dancer.
Color: 6A5ACD

Spirit

Spirit Form

Armament Form

Name: Hywel
Title: Devourer of Sins, Eater of Woes
Gender: Male
Element: Earth/Light
Rank: B
Height: In his Spirit form, he is 7ft. tall exactly, while his armament form will fit itself to perfectly accomodate the user's height, unless they are of a monstrous size.
Weight: In his Spirit form, he weighs 534 lbs, while his armament form will weigh a mere fraction at 36 lbs.

Appearance: A draconic beast of great size, Hywel's most defining characteristics are the singular broken wing on his back, the fact that he has no legs, merely a rather short, snake-like tail, and a maw that stretches all the way to the center of his torso. He is certainly one big mouthed lizard, with an almost armor-like hide that aids him in shrugging off weaker attacks.

Personality: As a spirit that (probably didn't) had held great importance, Hywel is very full of himself, believing that even with his diminished strength, he is still a being that commands respect from mortals and lesser spirits...which he also deems to be every spirit he meets. In terms of morality, he is a spirit that believes that laws are made as unbreakable absolutes, and will often chastize others who break or bend societal expectations.

In his words, a soul is "Most Delicious when pure" and as such he views his new life as an opportunity to no longer devour the wicked, but instead to sample the benevolent. He will encourage relationships between favorably moral allies and his master in order to curry a chance to lick at the fruits of their morality.

Powers: In spite of his girth, Hywel himself is fairly weak as far as spirits go in terms of magical abilities, with his only true power being to form a suit of Armor on someone that he comes into contact with. He tends to synergize better with people he believes "Taste" good, which also means that in turn the armor will become much more protective and maneuverable depending on how much he favors someone's flavor. According to him, Rhodri tastes "Somewhat Dry, with a hint of Sweet aftertaste." Given that this armor form is his only Power, the armor itself rangers from simply plate-mail quality to Juggernaut Status based on the "flavor" of the person using it. On a scale of 1-10, Rhodri himself weighs in at about a 7. On a day where he's done several good deeds, it could be assumed it jumps to 8.

Other:

Color: 8FBC8F

[Rune_Alchemist]

Amelia Brandt

Amelia

Name:
Amelia Brandt

Title:
Knight of the Dark Wind.

Age:
18

Gender:
Female

Grade:
4th

Academy:
Imperial Song Knights' Academy of Cadenza.

Height: 6'2" (195cm)
Weight: 184 lbs (83 kg)

Alignment:
Lawful Evil

Appearance:
Standing at an incredibly tall six foot two, and weighing in at a hundred and eighty four pounds, she's not exactly someone most would want to mess with since she can probably knock someone out by a sing hard punch to the noggin. Physically speaking, Amelia has obvious muscle across most of her body from her daily work outs and training, and her overall build is fairly lithe. She haswhite hair, along with emerald colored eyes, and would likely be considered fairly attractive even if she isn't the most well endowed of women. Often, she is seen wearing her light clothing, forgoing any armor in favor of speed.

Personality:
Confident, self assured, but calm and level headed would be the perfect words to describe Amelia. At first, she will definitely come off as a little antagonistic in her behaviors and often times tends to make people have a rather negative opinion of her on their first meeting. Of course, judging a book by its cover is always a bad thing, but sometimes first impressions are correct.

In Amelia's case, the first impression isn't entirely wrong. She does, in fact, think little of others upon meeting them. A little known fact though, is that she loves fighting, and has very high respect for those able to match her ability in such an area. Its pretty much the easiest and best way to get on her good side. She's always up for fighting something, be it a duel with a fellow knight, or some giant monster.

Really, she just wants to have a good time fighting.

History:
Growing up in the Bach Empire, to say her time growing up was all fun and giggles would be...well, wrong. While she doesn't exactly have a sob story, its not exactly glamorous either.

To start with, her parents - some wealthy merchants - never exactly wanted a kid. So what'd they do? Let some nobles adopt her who weren't able to have kids themselves. Now, they weren't the bad sort of people who does terrible things to little kids, but they weren't the nicest of folks either. While she was taken fairly good care of, had a good upbringing and generally a fairly easy life, it was made clear to her from day one she was there for one reason and one reason only: Become a Song Knight. Not just any song Knight, the best Song Knight.

As such, she has taken to heart training everything about her physical abilities. After all, relying on a spirit was nice and all, but that didn't mean she should sit around and be useless and let the spirit do all of the work. For years, she honed her abilities, simply to impress her adoptive parents. After all, she didn't want to disappoint them. Plus, she well, found that she rather enjoyed training, fighting, and honing her skills.

So she did everything she could in Cadenza Academy to improve and hone her abilities, and with the help of Nem, she quickly became quite strong.

Instrument and Weapons:
Amelia's weapon and instrument are one and the same. At first, it appears to be a fancy looking thin sword about an inch thick. It's a simple, but effective thrusting weapon in the right hands, and its blade sharpened on all sides, it can do some fairly well slashing damage too. Mix that with Nemain's powers, and you have a fairly dangerous attack force to deal with. She is agile enough and physically strong enough to wield it with grace and ease in almost all situations. Despite its elegance and seeming frailty, the blade is strong and able to pierce through most armors and defenses.

Her instrument is a Tin Whistle, a type of flute built into the blade. She can play it quite easily, though the blade is hollow near the base and the handle to allow for the instrument to function.

Magic:
Blessing of the Dark Wind:
Amelia's magic is rather simple. Playing a haunting, somewhat somber melody on the whistle, the Blessing of the Dark Wind increases ones agility and awareness by way of 'feeling' the wind and its movements. It makes dodging attacks and sensing incoming ones quite easy, making her a bit difficult to hit. Also makes her light as a feather as well, while still retaining her physical strength.

Other:
Tends to dislike other Spirits, and Knights who rely on their Spirits too much.

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Nemain, the Ominous Wind

Spirit

Name:
Nemain

Title:
The Ominous Wind, Frenzy of Battle

Gender:
Female

Element:
Dark/Wind

Rank:
B

Height:
5'4" (164cm)

Weight:
120lbs (54kg) without buffs/using her abilities

Appearance:
Unlike Amelia, Nem is on the smaller side. A bit of a cute demonic imp, some might call her. Standing barely at five foot four and weighing in at 120lbs, she's not all that physically impressive. In fact, most would describe her entire appearance as 'adorable'. At least, to begin with before she opens her mouth for any reason.

She is humanoid in appearance, with bright red hair, pale skin and red colored eyes. She has a set of bat like wings extending from her shoulders that allow for easy flying. She has a pair of horns on her head which curve around her forehead, and a flexible tail that has a bladed tip that can cut cleanly through most metals.

As far as clothing goes...weeeeel, she doesn't like wearing a lot. Aside from things that cover her important bits, she mostly goes around in her birthday suit.

Personality:
Nem and Amelia have fairly similar personalities, though outwardly they appear to be quite different. Where Amelia is calm, collected, and generally aloof, Nem is loud, rambunctious, and somewhat promiscuous and takes great pleasure in causing trouble in mischief. She also tends to be rather lazy and apathetic, not taking most fights and things seriously. Not that that small quirk bothers Amelia, as she doesn't like having Nems' help in battle scenarios. When she does take a fight seriously, though, she takes an almost sadistic pleasure in it.

Powers:
Wind Manipulation.
As a spirit of Dark and Wind, she has control over both of said elements. With wind Manipulation, She can control winds at a reasonable ability. While she's not going to be creating a massive tornado on the spot without a little preparation, she can create blasts of wind that would knock most grown men in full armor off their feet. Additionally, she may create sort of 'localized' blasts of wind for pinpoint piercing damage by condensing the blast of air to about the size of an arrowhead and give them a cutting edge, and launching it at the foe. While it's probably not gonna punch a hole through armor in one go, quite a few of these blasts are gonna make someone hurt, and if she hits ya in juuuust the right spot...well, you gonna hurt.

Her body is also incredibly light, thanks to this fact. While she normally weighs 120lbs, she can cut her weight down to around 40lbs when using her abilities, while retaining her fairly impressive physical strength.

Dark Abilities:
Melody of the Dark Wind:
As far as her dark abilities go, she only really has one trick up her sleeve, and its a buff for Amelia. A high risk, high reward type ability, its a draining, often times dangerous ability but the pay off should one have need of it. Nem puts Amelia into a trance like state. In this trance like state all of Amelia's physical abilities are increased almost ten fold. Speed, Strength, Agility...everything gets a massive boost.

The downside is, any stimuli she receives, be it visual, auditory, or any other stimuli, she will respond with only a cold, wordless hostility. Not only that, she will simply ignore any wounds she receives, even those that could potentially be indirectly fatal, such as blood loss, loss of limb, etc. Additionally, the effect lasts for only a short minute. At least, that's as long as Nem has ever allowed her to safely use the state. Any longer and it could potentially have less than glamorous results. When its up, she usually feels like she just ran a hundred mile marathon and hasn't eaten or drank anything in a week. Needless to say, it puts a massive strain on the human body.

Nem has to physically touch Amelia for a few moments to induce this trance like state into the Knight, and while it is active, Nem is fairly useless as it takes quite a bit of concentration to maintain it, and cut it off.

Other:
Has a distinct Irish accent.
Likes Apples