Beware the Jabberwock

[Jabberwocky]

C H A R A C T E R I N D E X

• Brynan Ianyre
• Mori Hoso

[Jabberwocky]

Brynan Ianyre

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B R Y N A N I A N Y R E

Do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory... love only that which they defend.

_{B A S I C S}

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_NAME
Brynan Ianyre

_AGE
29

_RACE
Half-elf

_CLASS
Fighter

_OCCUPATION
Royal Bodyguard

_{ORIGINATES FROM}
Koprust, Torvelt

_{S T A T S}

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_STRENGTH
14

_DEXTERITY
13

_CONSTITUTION
13

_INTELLIGENCE
12

_WISDOM
11

_CHARISMA
12

_{P H Y S I C A L A T T R I B U T E S}

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_{PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION}
Brynan is a tall, powerfully built woman with some of the elven features of her ancestors, namely pointed ears and fine features. She carries herself with an air of confidence, cockiness even, and is often seen with a smirk on her dark painted lips. A badly healed stab wound mars the skin of her upper left leg, the result of a drunken bar brawl. The scar is puckered and discoloured and the skin is pulled uncomfortably tight across a muscle that's now slightly deformed. Thanks to an encounter with an angry gnoll, another fainter scar marks her face, running from her right eye to her jaw.

_STRENGTHS

• The use of simple weapons.
• The use of martial weapons.
• Hand to hand combat.
• Acrobatics
• Athletics

_WEAKNESSES

• Ranged weapons.
• Horseback riding.
• An old injury to her left leg which sometimes hampers her movements.

_{P S Y C H O L O G I C A L A T T R I B U T E S}

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_PERSONALITY
Brash - Flirtatious - Dedicated - Hardworking - Loyal - Accepting - Arrogant - Forgiving - Driven

_SEXUALITY
Bisexual as fuck

_FEARS

• Failure
• Being without a purpose
• Losing her position
• Fire

_GOALS

• To protect and defend the royal family.
• To become the greatest swordsman of her time.
• To honour and live up to her family's legacy.

_{S K I L L S}

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A listing of skills, such as horseback riding, and natural abilities such as night vision - this also includes any racial edges.

_NIGHTVISION
The ability to see up to 60 feet even when there is little to no light present.

_{TWO WEAPON FIGHTING}
Brynan has studied extensively on the art of dual-wielding. Although she's able to use any two bladed weapons in combat, she prefers the scimitar.

_DUELING
One-on-one combat is Brynan's specialty.

_{G E A R}

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_{ITEMS ON PERSON}

• Leather armour
• A piece of a banner (King Brand's crest)
• A set of bone dice

_WEAPONS

• Scimitar x2
• Hand axe x2

_{H I S T O R Y}

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Brynan is able to trace her bloodline back many thousands of years. The Ianyre family is one born amongst the ancient trees of Havenloft, a forested elven sanctuary situated in the north. It was a respected line, with its warriors known for the strength of their convictions and their prowess in battle. Some 160 years ago a single member of this family, a fierce young elf named Elluin, found himself accused of the murder of a fellow soldier. There is little known about the circumstances of his death, for Elluin spoke little on it in the years that followed. But what is known is that he fled his home soon after and, in order to avoid capture, made a new life for himself in the wastelands of Torvelt. There he would forge a bond of friendship with a man that would change his life and the life of his descendants forever.

He was there when the bandit chief rose above the rabble and united a young nation in turmoil; as a witness, participant and one of the new king's most loyal warriors. He was given the title of Royal Bodyguard, a post that would see him stay by the king's side at all times as a protector and advisor.

The years passed and the king's line grew, with children and grandchildren rising to take his place when age inevitably took him. Elluin remained, steadfast and resolute, qualities he instilled in his own daughter, the product of a marriage with a human woman.

Brynan took her father's place as Royal Bodyguard four years ago, finally achieving a goal she had spent her entire life working towards. Since childhood she had been preparing to step into Elluin's shoes, but received no special rank or favours because of who her father was. From the very bottom she rose through the ranks on her own merits, earning her title through skill and - sometimes - ruthless competitiveness.

The disappearance of the young prince, Owen, was a hard blow to Brynan. She's failed in her role as protector of the royal family. Now, regardless of the price, she's vowed to bring him back to his father and right the wrong she believes she's responsible for.

[Jabberwocky]

Immortal - Mori Hoso

Mori Hoso
The Immortal



Appearance:
Female, East Asian, Expensive Clothing

Demeanor:
Reserved

Blood: 1 Heart: 2 Mind: 1 Spirit: -2
Mortality: 0 Night: 1 Power: 1 Wild: 0

Archetype Moves:
✦ Chameleon
✦ Dauntless
✦ Duelist

Drama Moves:
✦ Immortal Corruption
✦ Intimacy
✦ End

Corruption Moves:
✦ Ahead of the Game
✦ Poker Face
✦ Under my Thumb
✦ Mirror, Mirror

Gear:
» A palatial penthouse, a luxury car and driver, a smart phone
» An elegant weapon (Katana)
» A small black book of notes and records, written in a dead language

[Jabberwocky]

Mia Reyes

Mia Reyes

_{27 - Taurus - Line Cook - 5'4" - Aubrey Plaza}

“Finding beauty in the dissonance.”

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Appearance Details

Physical Description.

Characterization

Personality, Upbringing, Quirks, Cliques, etcetera. This is the sole section for detail of a background nature.

Inventory

- Item #1
- Item #2
- Item #3

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[Jabberwocky]

Agatha Statenham

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^{There is an art to flying, or rather a knack. The knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.}

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^DETAILS

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Name: Agatha 'Aggie' Statenham
Age: 28
Pronouns: She/her
Blood Status: Half-blood

Nationality: Scottish (Born in Aberdeen)
Alumni: Hogwarts, Gryffindor
Wand: 11", maple, centaur tail hair, reasonably flexible.

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^WORK

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Occupation: Flight Instructor & Quidditch Coach
Class: N/A
Club: N/A
Years At The School: One year

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^PERSONAL

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Appearance: Aggie is a bit of a pocket-rocket. Small in stature and big in personality, she's a formidable 5'2" tall and sports a build that can only be described as wiry. These days her short, perpetually tousled hair is showing some dark roots under the silver bleach, and her mixed race heritage is most obvious in her dark eyes, a feature she inherited from her Japanese mother. Underneath the simple, practical set of robes she wears while working, she typically dresses in a casual - albeit slightly punk - muggle style; mostly jeans, oversized t-shirts and boots. A delicate silver ring decorates her left nostril.

Personality: Energetic - Thoughtful - Hardworking - Passionate - Obsessive - Perfectionist - Calculating - Impulsive

History: Looking back on her life, Aggie always regretted the risks she didn't take more than the ones she did. As a child she was studious, obedient and aside from a few unfortunate incidents with some of Zonko's products, she hardly ever got in trouble. She grew up an only child in a typical middle-class household. Her father, a Healer at St Mungos, married her muggle mother when they were both well into their thirties. By the time Aggie came along they had already settled comfortably into their lives and were ... well, rather boring. They were wonderful parents and she loved them dearly, but as she grew older Aggie chafed under their strict rules. Needing an outlet, she threw herself into her passion; Quidditch.

Years later when she had graduated from Hogwarts and spent some time drifting from one menial job to another, that passion would finally pay off and become her livelihood. She was chosen to join Scotland's very own Pride of Portree Quidditch team. Only as a substitute, of course, but still. Hard work was something she knew how to do, and she did it well, eventually earning herself a spot as Keeper. For three years she held that position, and in that time things were good. They won a few games, lost others and she got to see the world.

But of course it couldn't last. In her heart of hearts, Aggie knew she would eventually need to move on. The life of a professional Quidditch player was exciting, glorious and oh so exhausting. She was burning her candle at both ends. When an opportunity arose for a new beginning, she took it without much thought. There was an unexpected opening at Atlas Academy when their old Flight Instructor suddenly retired in the middle of the school year. Aggie was the only one available on such short notice. Thrust into this new career, she struggled at first but with practice came ease. Now she looks forward to the start of the new year and whatever it may bring.

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Greylynn

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G R E Y L Y N N B E I T O R I S

Help oft shall come from the hands of the weak when the Wise falter.

_{B A S I C S}

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_NAME
Greylynn Beitoris

_AGE
27

_RACE
Human

_CLASS
Druid

_ALIGNMENT
Lawful Neutral

_BACKGROUND
Noble

_OCCUPATION
The second highest ranking member of her tribe, lower only than her grandmother, the Chief

_{ORIGINATES FROM}
Roxburn Tribe, situated in the Lusesevain Woodland on the continent of Igea

_{S T A T S}

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_STRENGTH
14

_DEXTERITY
12

_CONSTITUTION
15

_INTELLIGENCE
12

_WISDOM
16

_CHARISMA
13

_{P H Y S I C A L A T T R I B U T E S}

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_{PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION}
Underneath a wiry and powerful physic, Greylynn's build is rather diminutive. She stands 5'3" tall and has very little excess fat to spare. She's a coiled spring - a snake ready to strike, able to shift from perfect stillness to violent action in the blink of an eye. This is represented by the tattoo of a snake that stretches from the back of her left hand, twists around her arm, across the back of her neck and down her right arm; a symbol of power she attained when, at the age of 15, she took part in a ceremony of combat that ended in the death of her opponent.

_STRENGTHS

• Her connection with nature and the spirit of the land grants her a sense of peace and centeredness even when the world around her is in turmoil.
• She has great skill with a bow and arrow.
• Hand-to-hand combat is her preferred method of combat. Despite her stature she's able to hold her own well, employing the use of carefully aimed blows, joint locks and throws.
• Thanks to her upbringing, leadership is a mantle she's comfortable with.

_WEAKNESSES

• Her ideals prevent her from using bladed weapons or any tool made with metal.
• Physically, she lacks brute strength.

_{P S Y C H O L O G I C A L A T T R I B U T E S}

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_PERSONALITY

• Despite my noble birth, I do not place myself above other folk. We all have the same blood.
• If you do me an injury, I will crush you, ruin your name, and salt your fields.

_IDEAL

• Noble Obligation. It is my duty to protect and care for the people beneath me.

_BONDS

• I come from a noble family, and one day I'll reclaim my lands and title from those who
  stole them from me.
• An injury to the unspoiled wilderness of my home is an injury to me.
• Shamefully, my life was saved by my rival and now I'm honour-bound to repay this debt.

_FLAWS

• I will never fully trust anyone other than myself.
• Once I pick a goal, I become obsessed with it to the detriment of everything else in my
  life.
• I can't resist a pretty face.

_SEXUALITY
Bisexual, with a greater preference towards women than men.

_FEARS

• The corruptions of her ideals
• Failure
• A loss of power

_GOALS

• To be the leader her tribe needs.
• To defend against the encroachment of rival tribes.
• To defeat her estranged cousins and fill the vacuum of power left by her grandfather.

_{S P E L L S}

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_CANTRIPS

• Druidcraft
• Poison Spray
• Shillelagh

_{1ST LEVEL}

• Goodberry
• Jump
• Ice Knife
• Entangle

_{2ND LEVEL}

• Barkskin
• Spider Climb
• Heat Metal
• Animal Messenger

_{3RD LEVEL}

• Call Lightning
• Plant Growth
• Wind Wall
• Flame Arrow

_{G E A R}

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_{ITEMS ON PERSON}

• Simple spare clothing
• A pack of basic supplies
• 12 gold pieces

_WEAPONS

• Quarterstaff, crowned with laurel
• Longbow and 20x bone-tipped arrows

_{H I S T O R Y}

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I can't be bothered to write it out right now.

[Jabberwocky]

Bea

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Info

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Name: Bea
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 25
Sexuality: Bisexual
Home planet: Voss
Occupation: Anthropologist (sort of)

Lightsaber: (Leave blank for now) I don't want to :c

The Force

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Awakening: (Describe the moment you realized your connection to the Force)

Alignment: Grey
Force Aptitude: Relatively powerful (in certain aspects). Her ability to sense the force and its many nuances with as much clarity as she does allows her to 'see' better than she would have with just her eyes.
Force Trait: As mentioned, Bea essentially uses the force as her eyes, much like a bat uses sonar to map its environment. Not only that, it grants her enhanced reflexes which sometimes appear so sharp and accurate that they border on glimpses into the future.
Force Powers:

• Sight - the ability to 'see' through her connection with the force.
• Visions - frequent and mostly accurate flashes of insight into the future.
• Push - the ability to move and manipulate small objects telepathically.

Personality

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Empathetic - Flexible - Independent
Strengths:
Vulnerabilities:
Dreams:
Fears:

History

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Foundling / Padawan 8yo / 22 years since the fall of the Republic /

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Wren Torhice

Name | Wren Torhice
Age | 24
Gender | Female
Appearance | Wren, pictured here (ignore the elven ears and bionic arm). At a height of 5'3" and a build that tends towards lean, Wren is on the smaller side of the scale. Her skin is fair with a dusting of freckles, while her eyes and hair are dark. The latter is worn in a long braid which hangs well past her waist, and shorn close to her scalp along the sides. Various scars litter her body, the majority of them being concentrated around her hands and feet. For the most part they are small and faded by time.
Attire | She tends to dress in practical, simple clothing made to withstand some wear and tear. Dark greys and blues are her preferred colours, using hardy fabrics and some fur in colder months. Her style is asexual and rarely does she wear anything that accentuates her femininity. It's even more rare to see her with shoes on, as she would rather remain barefooted or - if she absolutely has to - wrap her feet in soft cloth bindings.
Armament/Gear | Wren does not typically use any weapons other than her own body and a quarterstaff. The staff is roughly 6 feet tall, made of oak and devoid of any distinguishing features. Otherwise, she travels light and limits her gear to only the necessities - a single change of clothes, some dried food, bandages and a small knife.
Alignment | Vigilante (Rebel Moral)
Personality/Habits | Overall Wren is a pleasant soul, outgoing and quick to make friends. Her carefree, almost lackadaisical attitude towards life in general is a front, a tactic used to put others at ease and encourage them to underestimate her. It hides her true self; that of a deeply passionate person with strong views on matters of morality and doing what is right, not what is easy.
Affinity | Ars Quantum
Favored Abilities |

✴ Gravity manipulation: Through the use of this versatile ability Wren is able to perform various acts that would otherwise be impossible for the human body. In her studies she has placed particular focus on using her runic ability to enhance her body's natural capabilities, and believes in pushing herself to greater and greater heights regardless of the risk.

• By altering the gravity around herself - either inverting it so that up is down and down is up, or by strengthening or weakening it - Wren can, in essence, fly. In truth it's more of a controlled fall, but with effective application it can aid her in an endless amount of ways. After many years of study she's recently learned to use this ability without any preparation, but it is still the most difficult to perform, and one which requires the most concentration and effort. Initial skin contact with a surface - such as a floor or a wall - is also essential for her to alter her gravity in relation to it.
• Similarly, she's able to briefly alter an object or person's gravity. This is especially useful when moving heavy objects. Again, the initial application requires Wren's direct physical contact. As she's not yet mastered this technique, some preparation is needed.

✴ Matter manipulation: An experimental use she's been working on is altering the density of her own body, forcing it to either grow incredibly light - to the point of being incorporeal - or to become very dense. An example of this technique is to harden her skin, making it stronger than any armour and therefor impervious to some attacks.

Other Skills/Talents | Wren has spent most of her life not only training her mind in the runic arts, but also her body. The melding of her skills in the arts with her body's physical prowess is something she's paid great attention to. As a result she's in peak physical condition, with years of practice in acrobatics and unarmed combat. More general skills such as horseback-riding, tracking and swimming are also byproducts of a life spent in the company of warriors.
Background | Despite some difficulties in her early years, Wren's childhood was a happy, stable one. Growing up she rarely interacted with others her age; instead she found herself in the company of her elders, many of them willing to indulge her in her voracious thirst for knowledge and discourse. This, more than anything else, was what shaped her into the adult she would ultimately become.

Having been born into a family with very little means and even less desire to raise a Runic, she was abandoned on a cold doorstep at the age of three. Those that took her in were hardly more willing to raise her, but they did set her on the right path by handing her over to be looked after by the members of House Aughler as a foundling. Many hands made the work light. To Wren it was normal moving from home to home, being cared for by an entire community. She leaned many things and formed strong bonds with her carers, but she wouldn't find what truly felt like a home until her early teens when she was permanently taken in by the Teico family. Having already known them well, she was glad to join their large, boisterous clan. She thrived there, and per their prompting she eventually gave up her brief experimentation with Ars Sanguis in favour of the arguably safer and more useful Ars Quantum.

She grew particularly close to their youngest son, Jehu. The two fought like siblings and pushed each other to greater heights, turning their training into a competition. Now, ten years later, they remain best friends and fierce sparring partners.

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