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Hiya, AChronum here! Although I'm relatively new to rping, I have plenty of writing experience and love trying new genres and styles. I absolutely love high magic fantasy RPs and am pretty much willing to do anything so long as I can create a charaxter, not play an existing one, and develop lots and lots of backstory! I'm perfectly comfortable with all mature themes as well, although smut for smut's sake is out of the question.

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Elouise Mendoza
Elouise Mendoza

"Cards, drink, or my axe. Dealer's choice."
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  • Trained as a blood maid
  • Abusive Noble
  • Organized a smuggler to help her escape
  • Smuggler took advantage
  • Escaped into the military
  • Served for 20 years
  • Honorably discharged after murdering a lower noble
  • found drunk in a gutter, accepted because she wants to go out in a blaze of glory.





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  • Level of Education
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  • Opinion on the Empire and the Spires




Danni Kingston

Location: Court of Two Sisters
Skills: Dance
[Hr]


Danni's eyes lit up as Eli jumped in and kept paced with him. The Lindy Hop was a difficult dance, lots of complex moves and shifts, and he was having a great time. The music was fast, the dance was faster, and everything was a whirlwind of noise and colors. “‘eck yeah you do! Damn boy, keepin’ up wit’ me ain't no joke. Gotta do this more often! Ooooo, we should do t'is everytime we ‘an'out!” Danni laughed breathlessly as Eli reeled him back into a three step sway. Danni pressed a kiss to Eli's cheek, but whirled at the sudden lack of music and Vision's appearance. Danni was ready to pout and whine but he stayed silent as Vision spoke.

Danni beamed with pride and let out a loud whoop as the music returned. “Ta t'e Youn’ Avengers, ta Execlisor, ta Avengers Acadamey!” Danni cheered, happily returning to Eli as the dancing resumed. Danni felt the partner shift coming so he winked at Eli, blew him a kiss, and spun away into the arms of the next lucky person to have him.

As Chase let Sabine twirl away to Leah, shifting partners and freeing himself up for the next bout of dancing, he turned and quickly grasped hands with the pyromaniac from the Contest. His outfit was garrish, but the boy himself was cute. Instantly Chase moved into the swing of things, dancing along to the beat of the music as he watched how well Danni kept pace. ”You sure know your stuff Hot Shot.”

Danni blinked at the unfamiliar face he'd landed in the arms but beamed after a moment, happily following the new boy's lead. He giggled at the compliment. “Been dancin’ for years ya know. Gotta ‘ave somet'in’ stick! Plus its fun as ‘eck! Ya know, gettin’ t'e blood pumpin’, meetin’ cute guys and gals, and it's great exercise! T'e gym just gets so boooorin’ t'at I just zone out ya know?” Danni laughed as Chase spun him into a twirl.

“Ya know, t'is whole aesthetic really does it for you! Poppin’ up mysteriously, cute, and def know ‘ow ta move. ‘ave ya considered moisturizer? Like, it's a shame t'at a face t'is pretty isn't gettin’ t'e love it deserves.” Dann brought his hand up and cupped his cheek, rubbing a thumb just under the dark circles. “I got a couple o’ recommendations! Good ones for t'is whole look you're foin’ for too - nothin’ too light and refreshing to kill the mystery.” Danni winked.

Chase raised an eyebrow as Danni mentioned cute girls and guys. Interesting. Doubly so when he called him cute himself if not for the southern backhanded compliment that followed after. He turned his head slightly to get Danni's hands away from the circles I'm under his eyes. ”I'm sure someone as flawless as you could recommend me a few things but I doubt it'll stick. The circles came when my powers awakened, didn't realize some powers had an aesthetic change to go with them.” Chase tried to shrug off the comment, even if it was beginning to eat him inside a little. ”So you think I'm cute?”

“Oh! I t'ought t'oss were intentional, tbh. I meant t'e size of your pores silly. If we run inta each ot'er again, let's do a spa day! I t'ink it'll be great and even if t'is is all part o’ your powers, you give me t'e vibes of a guy who could use a chill day wit’ t'e best company around!” Danni bopped Chase on the nose, preening under his attention. Flawless was the perfect way to describe Danni, if Danni did say so himself. “T'e siblings and I do t'em aaaaall t'e time. Def why I'm so relaxed. Just me, my peeps, and the lovely feeling of restoration. Sometimes, it's a burnin’ sensation but beauty is pain, t'ey say!”

Danni gave him a shy smile. “‘ope t'at's okay? You are cute and I t'ink you're teasin’ me for sayin’ t'at.”

Chase leaned in to Danni's ear whispering just enough for Danni to hear. ”Oh I am most certainly teasing you for it.” He pulled away with a mischievous grin. ”But in a good way, you're obviously cute yourself so hearing you call me that just makes my cold heart flutter. Maybe if we see each other again we can plan that spa day. Just…you and I.” Chase offered Danni a wink.

Danni giggled as Chase whispered in his ear, flushing pleasantly. It’d been a while since someone had given him this kind of attention and he was certainly enjoying it. “I run plenty warm so I’ll get t’at cold ‘eart melted soon enough; just can’t go slippin’ t’rough my fingers when my back is turned, stranger.” Danni’s eyes lit up at Chase’s suggestion. . “Omg, yes, bondin’ time! You, me, and my army of creams, powders, and maybe a sauna? Yeah, def a sauna. I need a little ‘eat after all t’is, ya know? Ugh, pleaaase tell me you’re not a person t’at ‘ates saunas.”

”Suppose you'll just have to find out another day Hot Shot.” Chase twirled Danni back out and towards Eli as he once again made his way through the dance floor, the next closest partner being the one he'd wanted from the start.





The Statue of Ardyon

Connie, Barty, Jake


“Previous covers have attempted such a thing. The last one sought to map out all the markings and lines, but too many brushes with the statue left two of them dead and another mad. The last sane one opted to resign from school entirely.” Croen offered Barty before turning his attention to Jake.

“Perhaps. I hadn't met him before his entrapment but it was all for naught; that village no longer stands. A flood three years later wiped it from the face of the earth. His sacrifice offered them some time, but was the cost worth it?” Croen looked down at Connie. “And your scribbling, Ms. Winterhop? What sense are you making in your hesitancy?”

A Trip through Magic

Willow, Nicky, Callaghan, Cassiopeia


Nicholas raised an eyebrow as his question was avoided. Clearly, Cal didn't care to include their new colleagues in this - strange for a shifter who loved community and sharing. Cal's defenses were up and that meant Nicholas was on the line for soothing down his scales. Nicholas only nodded as Cal divided out tasks, eyes drifting down and up the shifter. Nicholas took in the marks they'd left on him last night and he felt heat simmer low in his belly at the thought. Maybe a distraction would calm him. Nicholas certainly wouldn't mind being caught in the stacks.

Nicholas followed him into Language, a soft caress along Cal's arm reassuring him he was here to listen and he leaned against the bookshelf. “Strange behavior from a strange man. Most people would write it off as his eccentricities. Why aren't you?”

The walk from Astronomy to Language wasn't short by any means, but the bend and shift of the hallways made it seem longer. Various students and teachers passed by, a quick hi or a nod before they scurried on with their own studies, and finally the plaque could be seen in the distance.

The journal of Kramer was a beat up, torn book. A quick flip through showed neat, tidy hand writing revolving into crazies, frantic handwriting in symbols and shapes that blurred the longer one looked at it. It was warm to the touch and the faint smell of brimstone wafted from it.


Into the Unknow

Rohan, Finley/Dysphoria, Frankie, Annika


Dysphoria held their ground at Rohan's not so veiled implications, Finley cradled carefully inside them. They did not care for what was in the woodling. It had tried to snatch their Darling from them and Dysphoria trembled with the effort it took not to pounce. But Finley's reassurance and warmth settled them enough to painstakingly retract, revealing Finley to the room once more. Dysphoria's tendrils were still wrapped around the Fey at odd intervals, almost flat to skin, and Dysphoria nuzzled into the crook of Finley's neck. “Neither chains of magic nor might will hold you as long as I am here.” Dysphoria promised, almost mullishly at their claim being challenged. “Darling, may we find some time alone today?”

Hello, I am James!

Hello, I am Casper

Džeimss "James" Džoiss
Džeimss "James" Džoiss

"To be good is a choice we make everyday."
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There hadn’t been freedom for nearly a century.

James grew up in The Ronnia Colonies. It’d been 80 years since they claimed victory and they’d eliminated as many traces of the indigenous culture as possible. History was shipped back to their museum, precious tools and artifacts broken or taken, their language cut out of any speaker’s mouth. It wasn’t the worst place now. There had been some stability, some sense of peace, but the Imperial Military stationed there for “protection” certainly enjoyed the fruit of their predecessor's labor. They enjoyed making life difficult for the conquered there, taking what they wanted, breaking what they wanted - every little kid dreamed of becoming the hero that would drive them back or at least teach them a lesson.

But no one ever became that. James was the eldest of his siblings, 8 born to his parents and only himself and his younger sister survived past 6 years old. His parents were farmers, almost 60% of their crop claimed as tithes and taxes every year, and the family struggled. Violent wildlife attacks, a once fertile land struggling to produce, blight…. The challenges went on and on. But his father always told him that as long as they were together, they could overcome it all.

And James believed that. The Empire eventually set up a small school where James learned his letters and the basics of an education and while he often had to skip it to help on the farm, James loved the smell of books and the feel of slate tablets and chalk. He loved to learn and found the history of the Empire fascinating. He welcomed the difference between the back breaking labor of the farm and peering into faraway lands and people in ways only the Empire could offer. His parents didn’t understand, but could see a future so started to shift things to let him focus on his education.

Sister: Solveiga




Danni Kingston

Location: Court of Two Sisters
Skills: Dancing
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For a moment, before everything flipped and food went flying and the table hit the ground, Danni felt like he'd been slapped. How did no one know She-Ra?! It was a cinematic masterpiece, a piece of creative genius, the crème de la crème of animation and these heathens had the audacity to stumble around ignorant and uniformed. Danni could a She'Ra watch party starting to form.

However, he shrieked instead as he tumbled around. The chair? Unbalanced. The table? Flipped. The plates? Broken. And Danni? Well, Danni failed helplessly, wrapping himself tight around Eli as his stomach lunched and the ground came rushing up to meet him. He squeezed his eyes tight, bracing for the smack of hard ground on his soft skin, but hit something much softer instead. Danni peaked an eye open and then blink, staring down at Eli under him with a little food in his hair. It took Danni a second to process and then he snickered, laughter taking over him as he buried his head in Eli's shoulder and his own shook with laughter. “Oh my g- oh my god!” Danni howled, muffled by Eli's shirt. “T'at was ‘hilarious! What ‘appenened?! One second I was chillin’ and t'en we're- we're-” Danni heard America mention Superlink and Danni popped up and posed, flashing a little victory sign and winking at the camera where he lay on Eli. Once America had her fill and Max's magic cleaned them up, Danni slumped back down on Eli and beamed at April.

“Yeah, Eli is sups comfy!! He saved me from ‘ittin’ t'e ground ‘cause ‘e's just so great!! Gotta add ‘im t'at t'e cuddle pile list.” Danni replied, resting his chin on his hands and beaming at Eli. “We ‘ave great cuddle piles! Princess ‘elps cool stuff down when it gets too ‘ot for people and if its real cold, I can warm us up right quick! All t'e comfortable, none of the temp probs!” Danni caught the skin care disaster slinking up to Beanie and… Danni blinked, pushed up off Eli partially to watch Beanie have her hand kissed, and squeezed, kicking his feet.

“OMG, t'at's so cute!!!! If someone did t'at ta me, t'ats it. I'd be a puddle on t'e floor. Actually, I might catch fire but still, I'd probs be ‘ead over ‘eels immediately. Like, idk what Spicy's deal wit’ t'at guy is but…” Danni sighed dreamily. “‘pparently knows ‘ow ta treat a girl right, ya know? Bet ‘e'll give little massages when ‘is partners are sore or like, get little chocolates or flowers or like, listens ta no, ya know?”

Danni, who had in fact watched the video, had all follow up thoughts banished at the idea of a dance battle. “OMG yaaaas! Time for t'e dancin’! Come on Eli, I wanna dance wit’ you first!!! Do you know Lindy ‘op? So fun but ‘eckin’ intense!” He yanked Eli to his feet and hit the dance floor as fast as his feet (and fire) could take him, hand held out for Eli to join him as he started spinning with the music in Vicky's lunar field.





The Statue of Ardyon

Connie, Barty, Jake


The magic of eld was a quiet and subtle thing, drawn of a single plane and infused with intention. Barty Macloud was steeped in these magics and rolled off his tongue with the ease of breath. Whether he willed it or not, he wove enchantments into his words and the spark of nostalgia born into an ancient vampire spoke back. “Ardyon was a fool. He sought to quell the tensions rising between a vampire noble and the people of his village on the border of Italy and Slovenia. It would have been a massacre.” His voice was far away and distant, as if he thought he was elsewhere. “Althoigh I do not know what manner of artifact he claimed, my services were requested to separate it from the stone. My original findings were the same: that the magic sustained Ardyon, that the artifact powered the spell, and that the solution to this puzzle is carved into the stone.”

Whatever feeling overwhelmed him faded away and Croan shook his head sharply and his face settled into the disapproving frown he regularly wore. “My belief is that we cannot see the forest for the trees - that the solution is already here, we simply need to reorient the picture.”

A Trip through Magic

Willow, Nicky, Callaghan, Cassiopeia


Nicholas offered Cal a brief glance and fell a half step behind, permitting Cal to lead them. “High spirits indeed. If I did not already have the displeasure of his acquaintance, I would have thought him in his cups.” Nicholas offered in return. Now that he'd had some distance and a moment to cool, Nicholas agreed with Cal. Something was just a bit off and Nicholas did not care that he could not put his finger on it. The Professor, for all his irritating good intentions, commanded his wits with an iron fist. And if his protégé thought his behavior odd, Nicholas was inclined to believe it. Nicholas glanced back at Cal's butterfly as she posed a question and opted to allow the shifter to answer.

The library was, on the surface, a simple affair. A moderate sized room with row after row of shelving, books in all shapes and sizes, scrolls nestled next to tomes, and strange book ends that seemed to move whenever you weren't looking. Stepping through heavy iron doors bound open with iron chains that smelled faintly of brimstone, a round librarian's desk was immediately to the left and a stout, stubbled chinned librarian glanced up at the four and then back down at the text they were transcribing.

The history and religion sections were separated by a small gathering of tables in the bookshelves. Cal led them deeper into the library when the floor suddenly folded and they stepped down along the ground. The gravity never shifted and the sight only lasted for a moment: Space folded in on itself over and over and over, creating a complex overlapping maze that was the library. It was massive but Cal was an old hand at navigating the strange directions and soon enough they would find themselves at the crossroads of History, Religion, and Politics. Language, Cal was aware, was another bend around the corner at the far end of Cultural Studies.

Nicholas paused at a table, noted that a few people had left belongings behind, and looked at Cal directly. “What crypticness hides in the madness your mentor wrote?”

Into the Unknow

Rohan, Finley/Dysphoria, Frankie, Annika


Something predatory flashed across Sariel's face as her students offered the very essence of their beings into the magic, but it was gone in an instance and pride instead glowed from her.

Literally.

The same magic that the mechanisms drew out of the Neverish simmered just beneath her skin, bolts of lightning that skittered through her. However…

Whatever was in the Woodling's blood challenged Dysphoria's claim over the fey and Dysphoria found that unacceptable. Even the claiming reassurance of Finley's fingers and soothing feelings was not enough to quell the symbiote's possessiveness. Dysphoria took the forefront, symbiote skin bubbling up and over Finley and drawing their Darling inside of their protective shell.

On the outside, Finley was hidden behind fleshy purples and pinks as Dysphoria stared down Rohan. “Woodling. If whatever thing skulks inside your blood dare lay a finger on my Darling again, there will be no restraint as I tear it from you strand by strand and I will delight in both your agonies before I consume you. Alive if possible.”

Danni Kingston

Location: Court of Two Sisters
Skills: N/A




“Duh, Princess.” Danni easily accepted the kiss and offered one in return. Danni giggled as April found another interest and waved as she decided to go shoot her shot, Danni beaming at Eli's compliment. “‘ey, you like it! I ‘ad t'is cologne tucked away for a bit and I never seemed ta quite find t'e right time for it, but it's vanilla and cedar! ‘onestly, I was streeeeesy ‘bout what scent ta wear and I t'ought ta myself ‘bout what I t'ought ya'd like and boom! T'is came ta mind immediately! Glad I guessed right!” Danni booped Eli in the nose but whined and laid his head on his shoulder.

“Oh gosh. Please remember I am not on your level! Feel my arms Eli. Lean muscle, not bulk muscle. And while you and ‘merica are drop dead gorgeous, I would not carry t'at well. I got a silhouette ta mainatin and sure I wanna stay super flowy in t'e sky, I would be v. annoyed if I ‘ad ta let out clothes ‘cause muscle bulk. Y'all got t'e market down on t'at and I am ‘appy ‘ere wit’ my noodles. But I can def. cheer ya on if ya need support!” Danni mimed waving pom-poms and laughed. Danni called out to Tommy. “I promise it was just a little prank! I'm sorry if I ‘urt your feelin's! I can make it up ta ya if you want me to? Just pls not a food contest. I can make ya food? I'll make ya lunch at some point? Or, or, or idk. You're faster at like… everyt'in’ so Idk what I can ‘elp wit’ tbh. Eli, what can I ‘elp ‘im wit’?

“Oh waddup, t'ey'll pay for personal trainers? Hmm, but I wanna ‘ang at t'e gym wit’ you guys and if I ‘ave a trainer I might not be able ta. Ooooooo, def get me t'at link girl. T'at way, I can figure out what I need and I can do somet'in’ reasonable while y'all rock t'e weights!” Danni wiggled in Eli's lap, shifting a bit to see Millie a bit better. “Omg, you're comin’ ta t'e institute?! T'at's amazin’! I can introduce ya to everyone! Omg, we can start right now! T'is is Eli and America, t'ey're on t'e Young Advengers and tbh are like, t'e face of our school. T'ey're really amazin’, t'ough you saw t'at! Eli and ‘merica, t'is is my cousin, t'e singer, actress, song writin’ Milli-illi-illi-illi-pede! Isn't she a cutie? But she got so busy and forgot all ‘bout us. T'e world is cold and cruel and my cousin forgets all ‘bout ‘er little backwaters family. Woe are we.” Danni threw himself back dramatically, fully trusting Eli to keep him steady. Still, he giggled.

“Oh, shoot. People are already dancin’! Eliiiiii, when are we dancin’?! Millie, you gotta come dance too unless ya wanna meet more people. You want me ta introduce ya ta everyone ‘ere? Oh! We can introduce ya on t'e dance floor, round robin style! It'd be so fun! And t'en after t'e party, we're watchin’ as many episodes of She-Ra as possible ‘cause its a crime ya ‘aven't seen it yet; it is cinema mastery!”

Danni Kingston

Location: Court of Two Sisters
Skills: N/A




The second Danni was released from the headlock, Danni checked his reflection in the nearest thing he could. He straightened out his clothes, put the few strands of hair back in place, and whirled around laughing. “A food eating contest? Nah, I’mma sit outta t’at. I’m lookin’ ta dance in a bit and I don’t wanna ruin everyone’s view wit’ bloatin’, ya know? And I promised ta spend time wit’ Eli! I can’t back out on my guy like t’at!” Danni twirled away, coat ends sweeping up as it did, until he plopped into the seat next to Eli and hooked a leg over his. “Dude, I know I got knocked out, but t’at was ‘ella impressive t’at you kept goin’ like t’at. Tots wish I could be t’at resilient but I get a little roughed up and-“ Danni drew his finger across his neck. “If ‘merica t’ere ‘it me wit’ one of t’e punches, yeeesh. Down for t’e count. We outta ‘it t’e gym tagether so I can steal some of your routine! Oh! Maybe we can go runnin’ toget’er. Do you ‘ave a runnin’ partner? Who do ya do cardio wit? Dee’s an early bird get’s t’e worm kinda guy and I like ta do it in t’e evenin’. Or are ya a swimmin’ kinda cardio guy? Simming is good overall, but like I don’t really like t’e cold-actually, I ’ate it-so I just stick ta runnin’. T’ough, I’ve been flyin’ a little more recently and my shoulders are ‘urtin’ a bit. What’s your arm routine? I really need ta get t’em less noodly like yours!” Danni squeezed Eli’s bicep and sighed appreciatively. “Oh, you wanna share somet’in btw? I snacked a lot ‘tween stuff and if I’m jumpin’ ‘around on t’e dance floor wit’ a full stomach, I’mma get grumpy reaaaal quick. Do you dance? You wanna dance wit’ me? I can show ya some moves – its fun! ‘onestly, wit’ ‘ow ya move on t’e field, you’ll do great wit-“

Danni yelped as he ducked a cup and a plate nearly took a chunk of his ear and he found himself clinging fully to Eli as some poor sucker got introduced to all the food options simultaneously. Danni didn’t know who he was but Danni definitely knew one thing for sure: poor guy needed a hospital for those eye bags, yeesh. Someone call 911 cause that kid’s skin was going through it. Still, Danni thought it was weird how quickly Andy went from sucking face to guard dog. “’eeeeeey, what’s t’at t'in’ we’re supposed ta say again? Moss and Toph, right? Moss and Toph!” Danni cheered, reaching out to toast with anything that hadn’t been snatched and thrown. He cut a glance towards Dorian, trying to see if they needed to turn up the heat on the new guy but at Dorian’s little head shake, Danni knew to keep on Percy but otherwise stay chill so he turned back to the group. “America! Now t’at you’re not sucking Andy’s face anymore, we gotta get t’at photoshoot scheduled! I was t’inkin’ of doin’ a winter special one – maybe we can pop off ta a snowy place, you, me, and Eli and we can do some cool shots. Eli can ya t'row bot’ of us at t'e same time? You def can t'row me, but America actually ‘as real muscle which ‘ot damn girl, but its ‘arder ta move t'an my noodles. ‘cause you'd bot’ look so pretty in t'e snow, just a bit o’ fire, see if we can get t'e glow ta contrast real nice! Gotta do a snuggle look too! Hot cocoa and scarves and- oooh, we can share a scarf! Get one o’ t'ose real big ones too! I wonder if it’s too late t'at get some…”

Danni clocked it the moment the invisibility began to fade and he did a double take before waving madly from his perch on Eli's lap. ‘ey, its Milli-illi-illi-pede! I didn't know ya were comin’ ta t'is shindig! Come on over, pull up a chair, ya want somet'in’ ta eat? Eli and I are gunna share and-did ya order for us yet, btw? I wanna get a bowl of gumbo pls!-t'en ‘it t'e dance floor, but ya gotta tell us all ‘bout what's goin’ on! Like, duh you're all over t'e news ever ‘ere, but like ya gotta tell us ‘bout t'e personal stuff, not t'e TV stuff! ‘ow's life, ‘ow's t'e ‘rents, what's your favorite She-Ra episode?” He whipped back to Eli and bopped him on the nose.

“And we gotta plan t'at picnic! Text me your favs so I can try t'e recipes and get it all good!”




James calmly placed his hand over the gin and tonic as things flew about the room. His glass shook, but didn't move. While the kids made general sounds of dismay and cracked jokes to lighten the atmosphere, James took a sip of drink. The newcomer was a troublemaker. James knew enough of that type that he noticed the realization and the excitement, the cruel and vicious kind steeped in malicious intent. And his target… Well, his morning conversation a few days ago with Dominika came to mind. Percy's alcoholism and this kid may very well have a link.

“Percy may bolt. We need to keep an eye on him.” James leaned into the bar and murmured to Max across Casper. “New kid's a problem. If he makes a move towards Percy again, I'm removing him from the party.” James turned his gaze back to the shadow kid, making no effort to conceal his observations. The kid was cocky and confident, but James would fix that if he thought the shadow child was a threat to those under his care.

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