Burger

Devil's Runners

The map's aroma seemed to fill the room - more so than the sweat, dirt, and grime already filling it. The cacophony of smells didn't help Sidney's stomach in the slightest. "Wouldn't it make more sense to just like, cover it in a film instead of using some bullshit chemical that would probably boil your skin off?" Sidney said as she took a step away from the map. Once she heard the missions, she already knew which one would be the best for her, but she still waited for the others to speak their opinions.

Newt was, like always, rational. Having a scout would always be helpful. Kian did bring up a good point. Liam would be practically useless in the tunnels. But that didn't really matter. She didn't really like Liam. For once, Sidney could agree with Flamel.

"C'mon Flamel, just admit it. You want to steal a bunch of supplies. And I completely support you in this endeavor. Sounds like a great time," Sidney said as she backed further away from the table.

"Well, for the first job, I'm not exactly the best at fixing things, so it would just be a few hours of doing jack shit while Teach fixes whatever. So, unless shit goes south, I ain't doing that," she said as she shuffled further and further away from the table, "while driving a tanker truck filled with a highly flammable and explosive fuel sounds fun, I'd rather not be anywhere near that tanker truck. You know why. If we do the third mission, that means I could probably blow a hole in the tunnels. Maybe I can even just clear the collapse, if it isn't too bad."

By this point, Sidney was far away from the table. In fact, she was closer to a small alcove, hidden by walls of sheet metal. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go suit up. And puke my guts out. Tell me which one we're doing when I'm done." Sidney quickly broke into a sprint and entered the wall through a loose piece of metal. And a horrible sound echoed out, filled with splatters, gags, coughing, and crying.

Devil's Runners

Chaos. That would be the one way to describe Sidney's dreams. Unfortunately, it wasn't the type of chaos she reveled in. No, her dreams were that of abstraction; pure chaos with no pattern. Each second would bring forth a new image, only to be forgotten when the next had appeared. All of it lead to one thing: feeling like you had to puke every time you woke up. It would be a good thing that Sidney could sleep through her brain's bedlam and preferably wake up when her mind settled on less sickening flashes.

Or so she thought.

"Wake up you lazy bunch. We've got work to do! You have 5 minutes to get ready for briefing," the words had rang out, breaking her nauseating trance.

"Eat my ass," Sidney had managed to instantly rattle out. After a brief moment of nothing, Sidney quickly popped up from her pile of old clothing - which had acted as both mattress and blanket - and grabbed a small metal bucket. She quickly sank her head into the cold pit and waited for whatever would spill out.

Thankfully, last night's dinner had been seated firmly inside the depths of her innards. Nothing would be coming out on this auspicious day. Rather quickly, Sidney tossed the bucket aside, letting its clanging bounces add to the noise of everyone waking up.

By the time Sidney began to process what was going on, it became apparent that she would be one of the last ones to get up.

"Fuck all, I didn't even drink and I feel like the worst one here," she said as she ascended from her sleeping pile. She began to slowly shuffle to the briefing table as she tried her hardest not to spew on the floor.

"Explain what this is about before last night's dinner makes a surprise comeback. Please."

Greetings would have to be later. Right now, Sidney was trying her hardest to not to ruin everyone's morning.

Devil's Runners

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Devil's Runners

"Boomer"

Sidney Cornell

"I do two things 'round here. Shoot shit and blow shit up. Sometimes both to the same shit."

Name: Sidney Cornell

Nickname: Boomer

Age: 33

Appearance:

Her Face

Standing at 5'11", Sidney is rather tall. She is rather clean, compared to others. She even bleached her hair. Her entire body is covered in burn, shrapnel, and chemical scars, an experience that her face had been lucky enough to escape.

Personality:
└Destructive - Sidney has problems keeping things in working order. She really likes to destroy stuff.
└People Person - Oddly enough, Sidney has the social skills of a functional adult. She can, if need be, act as a leader. Though, telling the person who handles all of the explosives to go make a plan is bound to end in chaos.
└Thrill-seeking - Sidney revels in chaos and lives for danger. She has no qualms putting her life on the line for some action. Granted, this is a prerequisite for her line of work.
└Brash - Just like her true love, Sidney is loud and overbearing. She yells frequently, constantly breaks things, and has a rather inflated ego.

Background:
└The Legion
Sidney was born and raised with them. A large group of mercenaries who had decided that order was needed on Enoh. They had created a sanctuary to protect the weak from bandits. Sidney, the daughter of two mercenaries, was taught to be a soldier for the Legion at a young age. She gained a knowledge of explosives and all of the training a child could get. Up until she was twenty, everything was fine. She occasionally fought, but she was never in grave danger.

That was until the Legion began to split.

Political disharmony began to churn the Legion. Some factions wanted one thing, others wanted the exact opposite. Soon, a full on war was raged. In the end, it didn't matter what side of the Legions you were on - it was all destroyed. Luckily, Sidney had escaped the Legion before the entire place exploded on itself. She brought along what little equipment she could carry, and began to wander.

It didn't take long for someone with explosive skills to become a mercenary. Sidney usually worked alone. She could take care of herself. After a while, she gained quite a reputation. Eventually, she met with another mercenary group - the Devil's Runners. After "accidentally" blowing up the bandits they were meant to deal with, she was invited to join them; she did.

Pros:
└Pointman - Sidney is a natural lead in combat. A mixture of her quick-thinking, good shooting, explosives, and willingness to hit the frontlines make her the perfect candidate to lead a charge.
└Combat Sapper - Trained to be a combat engineer, Sidney can blow practically anything up. Her "engineering" doesn't end there - she can dig holes, weld objects, and even create explosives.

Quirks:
└Fine line - As a great man once said, there's a fine line between bravery and stupidity. Sidney's fearlessness makes her unable to think of any sort of consequence to her actions.
└Sniper > Shotgun > Rifle - Sidney doesn't actually have any sort of way to deal with being attacked from a distance. She could throw explosives at them, but she isn't a combat pitcher.
└Heavy - Thanks to the sheer amount of equipment she brings, Sidney isn't exactly a good runner. She has the endurance, just not the speed.

Habits:
└Explosive Hobbyist - Sidney has a tendency to... blow things up. If there's something in pristine condition, she will (without a doubt) destroy it.

Equipment:
└ASC Helmet - Designed to block shrapnel, the ASC Helmet acts as a gas mask and protects the user from shrapnel, heat, and just about any things that you can throw at it. While it can't take a bullet head-on, it can deal with glancing blows rather easily.
└Anti-Explosive Combat Armour - It does a good job at blocking shrapnel and heat, but still allows for unrestricted movement. Perfect for a sapper to use.
└HCAP Shotgun - High capacity and all purpose, the HCAP allows for the usage of all shotgun rounds - be it HE, AP, Salt, or regular rounds.
└Shotgun Rounds - Sidney carries a lot with her. She has mostly armour piercing and regular rounds, but she does have some high explosive, salt, and dragon's breath rounds. The last one is being saved for a special occasion, however.
└HE charge - Practically bricks of pure explosive energy, HE charges are the Sidney's lifeblood. Note that they don't have any sort of shrapnel attached to them, so as long as someone is behind something, they'd be fine. Probably.
└Dual combat shovels - When one hole ain't enough. Great for everything, really. From shoveling to paddling to even cutting food, Sidney uses them for everything.
└Engineering Kit - Filled with fuses, detonator caps, wiring, miniature blowtorch, and countless other odds and ends, it's the perfect tool for engineers.

Relationships:
Loki - "That girl just ain't right. Still respect her, though. Anyone who doesn't bring a gun on a field is either missing a few lobes or absolutely psychotic. Probably both."

Speed - "I want to blow up his art."

Newt - "Nice girl, I guess. I don't like snipers, though. They can eat a dick."

Teach - "We're not so different, him and I. He has his books and I have my bricks of plasteel explosives. Could do with him being less of an ass, though."

Deadeye - "I hate snipers. Eatus dickus."

Doc - "I wouldn't trust him with putting a band-aid on a paper cut. Thus, I do not get injured."

Vadri - "Oddly enough, I'm surprised that we're the only rational people in this gang. Well, me more or less. I'd follow her in combat any day."

Grim - "I don't like him. He doesn't even react when I blow shit up. He ain't fun."

Flamel - "Oh boy, let's just give an unhinged addict a bag of dangerous chemicals and tell him to go nuts. Yea, I don't really like him."

Devil's Runners

"Boomer"

Sidney Cornell

"I do two things 'round here. Shoot shit and blow shit up. Sometimes both to the same shit."

Name: Sidney Cornell

Nickname: Boomer

Age: 33

Appearance:

Her Face

Standing at 5'11", Sidney is rather tall. She is rather clean, compared to others. She even bleached her hair. Her entire body is covered in burn, shrapnel, and chemical scars, an experience that her face had been lucky enough to escape.

Personality:
└Destructive - Sidney has problems keeping things in working order. She really likes to destroy stuff.
└People Person - Oddly enough, Sidney has the social skills of a functional adult. She can, if need be, act as a leader. Though, telling the person who handles all of the explosives to go make a plan is bound to end in chaos.
└Thrill-seeking - Sidney revels in chaos and lives for danger. She has no qualms putting her life on the line for some action. Granted, this is a prerequisite for her line of work.
└Brash - Just like her true love, Sidney is loud and overbearing. She yells frequently, constantly breaks things, and has a rather inflated ego.

Background:
└The Legion
Sidney was born and raised with them. A large group of mercenaries who had decided that order was needed on Enoh. They had created a sanctuary to protect the weak from bandits. Sidney, the daughter of two mercenaries, was taught to be a soldier for the Legion at a young age. She gained a knowledge of explosives and all of the training a child could get. Up until she was twenty, everything was fine. She occasionally fought, but she was never in grave danger.

That was until the Legion began to split.

Political disharmony began to churn the Legion. Some factions wanted one thing, others wanted the exact opposite. Soon, a full on war was raged. In the end, it didn't matter what side of the Legions you were on - it was all destroyed. Luckily, Sidney had escaped the Legion before the entire place exploded on itself. She brought along what little equipment she could carry, and began to wander.

It didn't take long for someone with explosive skills to become a mercenary. Sidney usually worked alone. She could take care of herself. After a while, she gained quite a reputation. Eventually, she met with another mercenary group - the Devil's Runners. After "accidentally" blowing up the bandits they were meant to deal with, she was invited to join them; she did.

Pros:
└Pointman - Sidney is a natural lead in combat. A mixture of her quick-thinking, good shooting, explosives, and willingness to hit the frontlines make her the perfect candidate to lead a charge.
└Combat Sapper - Trained to be a combat engineer, Sidney can blow practically anything up. Her "engineering" doesn't end there - she can dig holes, weld objects, and even create explosives.

Quirks:
└Fine line - As a great man once said, there's a fine line between bravery and stupidity. Sidney's fearlessness makes her unable to think of any sort of consequence to her actions.
└Sniper > Shotgun > Rifle - Sidney doesn't actually have any sort of way to deal with being attacked from a distance. She could throw explosives at them, but she isn't a combat pitcher.
└Heavy - Thanks to the sheer amount of equipment she brings, Sidney isn't exactly a good runner. She has the endurance, just not the speed.

Habits:
└Explosive Hobbyist - Sidney has a tendency to... blow things up. If there's something in pristine condition, she will (without a doubt) destroy it.

Equipment:
└ASC Helmet - Designed to block shrapnel, the ASC Helmet acts as a gas mask and protects the user from shrapnel, heat, and just about any things that you can throw at it. While it can't take a bullet head-on, it can deal with glancing blows rather easily.
└Anti-Explosive Combat Armour - It does a good job at blocking shrapnel and heat, but still allows for unrestricted movement. Perfect for a sapper to use.
└HCAP Shotgun - High capacity and all purpose, the HCAP allows for the usage of all shotgun rounds - be it HE, AP, Salt, or regular rounds.
└Shotgun Rounds - Sidney carries a lot with her. She has mostly armour piercing and regular rounds, but she does have some high explosive, salt, and dragon's breath rounds. The last one is being saved for a special occasion, however.
└HE charge - Practically bricks of pure explosive energy, HE charges are the Sidney's lifeblood. Note that they don't have any sort of shrapnel attached to them, so as long as someone is behind something, they'd be fine. Probably.
└Dual combat shovels - When one hole ain't enough. Great for everything, really. From shoveling to paddling to even cutting food, Sidney uses them for everything.
└Engineering Kit - Filled with fuses, detonator caps, wiring, miniature blowtorch, and countless other odds and ends, it's the perfect tool for engineers.

The Shattered World

Going to end up dropping out of this. Not feeling it.

Beyond the Gate at World's End

Group 2
Location: Broken Wall || Action: Fancy diplomancy. || Mood: Confident

Interacting with: Melanie @Mae, Farron @Tenma Tendo, Castiel @Fox of Spades, and the Ogre

As the wall crumbled, it would seem that his companions were safe. Lloyd let out a sigh of relief as a new figure appeared in the hole. The figure, it seemed, had a problem with Lloyd busting a hole in the wall. Castiel tried to respond to the figure, but without giving any quarter for a response, Lloyd tried his hand at his (not) great diplomacy ability.

"Well, my friend," Lloyd said as he practically dropped Melanie in the remaining puddles of water, "our navigator seems to have... lost us? He sort of dropped us down in this cavern looking place, left, and then a huge blast of water came and slammed me into the wall. In fact, elbow first. And it might be broken."

His performance was that of a thespian. While he did tell a little white lie, he said it all rather tamely, compared to his ordinary self. It was weird. The bit about his elbow was true. He actually thought it might be broken. His adrenaline high was coming down, after all.

The Shattered World

Cold stone walls as high as the eye could see. Rough and jagged, they would scratch the hands of whoever tried to pass them. Avilus seemed to stare at them for an eternity. The walls never degraded. In fact, with each passing moment, the walls seemed to double in size. Even so, he felt like an observer. The unfriendly rubble - his unfriendly rubble that had managed to be shaped into a quick barrier seemed to be infinite.

As his sense of time and reason was distorted, so was this reality. the rocks seemed to warp and shift whenever he looked away. He couldn't even ask himself basic questions. The walls seemed to get closer and closer. Still, Avilus never moved. He could only look as his creation spiraled out of control. Every time he blinked, the walls seemed to jump towards him. He was surrounded. The stones dug into his flesh and crushed his body. Every time he moved or even took breath, the rocks dug in deeper. Strangely, it didn't hurt. Rather, he felt nothing.

No matter how absurd the scene was, he couldn't question it. He felt oddly at peace. That was, at least, until he felt a distinct burning under him. The heat seemed to travel up his leg, ending beneath his knees. The pain was real this time. He forced himself to look down only to see a large fire contorting his flesh into a black char. He began to scream.

It hurt.

It really hurt.

He began to slam his head into the jagged wall, only for it to crumble away. Freedom. Before he could escape, a new sight appeared. Rather than the stone walls, he saw a new city. One he had never seen. Still, the fire roasted his feet and he had little time to think. He quickly scrambled to escape the fire, only for the vision to vanish into darkness.

Suddenly, light.

Everything ached and his feet felt like they were on fire. Avilis looked around. It would appear that his body was submerged in dirt, save for his feet and head. His head felt caked with generations of soil and his feet were a deep red and covered in sunburns. He slowly raised himself from his dirt nap and investigated his own body.

He was completely nude.

How embarrassing.

Avilus quickly began to search for his bag. He always kept at least one bag with him. Perhaps it would clue him into the mystery of his situation. He managed to find a small leather strap and pulled.

Snap.

The strap had broken, an event that had only caused Avilus to giggle. After a brief and humourous respite, Avilus began to dig into the earth, only to uncover a thick leather sack. He opened it, revealing to himself a change of clothes and numerous novels. He quickly put the clothes on and looked through the books. All of them fell into three categories - humour, gossip, and romance. How embarrassing. In fact, the books had reminded Avilus of his own journal. He always wrote what happened to him.

Rather quickly, he found it. Rather, he found the broken bindings of the book. The pages had been eaten or destroyed by rain. He had no clue on how he got here. The past month had been forgotten, it seemed. He just remembered talking to his advisors, taking a nap, and waking up here. It was quite hilarious, in fact. Avilus had already been rolling on the floor, his chest ready to burst from laughing. Quickly, Avilus jumped on his feet. No point in laughing himself to death in this forest.

He began to walk, his feet aching. It would be a terrible idea to walk with his burns. Rather quickly, his prayers were answered. A farm! He quickly hopped the fence into the staples. A horse! Huzzah! He had thought. He quickly "borrowed" a saddle and placed it upon the horse's back. He opened the gate, jumped on, and rode out.

Of course, the farmer was watching outside in shock. Before he had even a chance to get angry, Avilus grabbed a book from his bag.

"I am commandeering this horse," he yelled as he tossed the book into the man's arms, "reparations!" He quickly rode off. The farmer was confused. Avilus was laughing. He rode straight. He was going to hit something eventually, after all.

The Shattered World

Avilus Brimhild, the Laughing General

Character Summary

Name: Avilus Brimhild
Aliases: The Laughing General
Titles: Grand General
Age: 22
Time of Death: 4300 years ago.
Place of Origin: Hibyan
Gender: Male

Physical Attributes

Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black
Day To Day Attire: Avilus wears anything that's large and hides his figure. Regular clothes don't do at all - mostly because he's 7 feet tall and tired of trying to make clothes that actually fit.
Strengths:

• Genius Tactician
• Never Unhappy
• Humorous

Weaknesses:

• No physical combat ability
• Insecure

Psychological Attributes

Joyous * Lighthearted * Lowbrow * Humorous

Sexuality: "Who knows? Ehehe..."
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Avilus is a jokester. Despite his prestigious position, he is unable to take his life seriously and constantly says things he doesn't mean. Everything he says is usually a bunch of trash, meant to make (mostly himself) laugh. Even so, he constantly makes jokes at other's expenses. He finds them especially funny.

In battle, Avilus calms down. He takes a rather serious demeanor - more disconnected than anything else. He becomes a brutal pragmatist that takes whatever solution would be best. He isn't afraid of retreat or losing a single battle. After all, he's willing to sacrifice a few losses to win the war.

He's a happy man, all things considered. He has a rather large ego. After all, he was promoted to the general of an army at 15. Because of this large ego, he considers himself to be an extraordinary everything. Especially dancing. Sadly, he's a terrible dancer. Still thinks that he's amazing, though.

Skills & Abilities

• Tactician Magician (Master): Avilus is a genius when it comes to tactics. His eye for detail is impeccable. His ability to control a fight's outcome is undeniable, not to mention his talent for utilizing others to their full potential. His combat abilities are, by far, lacking, but his magical power is still above average for a hero. As a tactician, he is skilled in evoking, abjuration, and divination.
• Tactical Reverse Advancement (Expert): Avilus can run extraordinarily fast, but only while being chased. It's rather embarrassing and Avilus would rather forget about this talent of his.
• Oculi Terra (Spell - Divination): The user can sense things around them. Without requiring vision, they can sense the near landscape and anything in it. The ability normally has a radius of about 100 metres, but the user can meditate and ignore all other senses to extend the range.
• Parma Divum (Spell - Abjuration): The user ejects all things they consider evil from an 8 meter radius and creates an impassable barrier around the perimeter. The barrier, while able to be destroyed, is still extremely durable. The spell is rather exhausting to use for a long period of time.
• Anima Tutor (Spell - Abjuration): The user creates a barrier around an object. The barrier is extraordinarily strong - able to fend off the basic attacks of even a hero.
• Dolus Ignus (Spell - Evocation): The user creates an invisible mine out of mana. When the mine is disturbed, it erupts into an explosion of flame. Though weak for a hero, the user can create dozens at once. The mines last for an indefinite time, but take a toll on the users stamina.
• Telum Gelus (Spell - Evocation): The user creates a spear out of ice, freezing whatever comes into contact with it.

History

Backstory: The great library Hibyan lay to the east. It was so large that a city sprung around it, looking to learn from the books. A boy named Avilus was born in the library. While the boy's formative years were not of note, his parents had been rather absent from his life. As such, his only teacher were the books. He learned of ancient kingdoms and romances, great histories and strategies. The library was amazing to him. The boy wished only to read - and for the first twelve years of his life, he read any book he could find.

Though, that came to an end when other nations attacked. Hibyan was no longer the safe haven of knowledge it once was. All citizens were to be drafted in a last ditch attempt from others stealing and destroying the knowledge they held. Avilus was conscripted as a footman. Of course, their military was a joke. A militia consisting of countrymen using pitchforks and shovels. They were quickly pushed back, barely able to defend against the oncoming raiders and soldiers.

In one particular meeting, the few generals Hibyan possessed tried to form a strategy to defend the land. Avilus was there - not as a general, but as a guard. Avilus, for some reason, began to laugh. The strategies the generals were trying to use were all terrible. No matter how hard he tried to stifle it, he would laugh. It got to the point where he fell over and began to strike the ground. A general, so ashamed from this soldier, asked if he could do better. Avilus quickly snapped out a yes and continued to laugh. The general left. Seeing how they wouldn't get anywhere with their current strategies, the remaining generals, in an act of desperation, agreed to let Avilus be a general. After all, they were willing to try anything.

Thus began five years of ambushes and traps. Hibyan managed to hold on, much to the surprise of the remaining generals. All because of Avilus' strategies. Hibyan began to build walls - to the point of becoming more wall than city. Slowly becoming safe, Avilus had gained notoriety as the man who turned a useless library into an impenetrable fortress. Rumors spiraled into legends. The tale of a foot soldier who outsmarted even the smartest generals crossed the land, cementing its place in history.

As quickly as he appeared, Avilus vanished. The city continued his strategy, despite lacking any guidance. Soon, Hibyan would become the lost library - a mysterious place holding all knowledge in the world, but so heavily defended that it would be impossible to enter.

Myth: Legends tell of the time that Avilus accidentally entered an enemy encampment. He saw their force as so pitiful he began to laugh. They got angry and took arms. Avilus fled. They chased him. The chase lasted for days, but they could never catch him. Until Avilus stopped. He stood still. The soldiers, so insulted, charged him. The weight of their force caused the ground to collapse. Weeks earlier, Avilus had dug a hole and covered it, prepared to get the group to fall into the hole.

Another time, Avilus managed to get the enemy general, a master chess player, to play with him. The enemy general accepted, and the two fought. Avilus decided to toss out all of the pieces except for his king and a single pawn. The enemy general, insulted by this act, flipped the table in rage and demanded that Avilus left. Months earlier, Avilus had prepared the table to explode seconds after it was quickly flipped. Avilus ran away. Extremely quickly.

There was also the legend that Avilus built many replica libraries, filled with books that would explode when opened. To this day, it is said that if you find a book in the middle of nowhere, don't open it, as it will explode.

Avilus will neither confirm nor deny any of the stories. They're too funny to him.

Relations

* ☠ Enemy * ⚜ Unfriendly * ☯ Neutral * ☮ Friends * ღ Ally * ♥ Crush/Significant Other *

• ☯ Morgan Oaks:
• ☯ Nimue Pendragon:
• ⚜ Auges Magnus: "I don't like children."
• ⚜ Ante Magnus: "I really don't like children."
• ☯ Al'nefak Lilliefore
• ☯ Xuan'Wu Shen
• ☯ Harun Fakim Al-Kashir

• by LiverisGood
• by rechonq
• by Tominas

Extras

Character Quote: "I could tell you anything, but you'd never believe it, ehehe..."
Theme Song: Despite his dark appearances...
Anything Else: Despite being 7 feet tall, he still extends his height with the head on his clothes actually being a hat. This makes him basically 8 feet tall. He finds it hilarious.

The Shattered World

Avilus Brimhild, the Laughing General

Character Summary

Name: Avilus Brimhild
Aliases: The Laughing General
Titles: Grand General
Age: 22
Time of Death: 4300 years ago.
Place of Origin: Hibyan
Gender: Male

Physical Attributes

Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black
Day To Day Attire: Avilus wears anything that's large and hides his figure. Regular clothes don't do at all - mostly because he's 7 feet tall and tired of trying to make clothes that actually fit.
Strengths:

• Genius Tactician
• Never Unhappy
• Humorous

Weaknesses:

• No physical combat ability
• Insecure

Psychological Attributes

Joyous * Lighthearted * Lowbrow * Humorous

Sexuality: "Who knows? Ehehe..."
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Avilus is a jokester. Despite his prestigious position, he is unable to take his life seriously and constantly says things he doesn't mean. Everything he says is usually a bunch of trash, meant to make (mostly himself) laugh. Even so, he constantly makes jokes at other's expenses. He finds them especially funny.

In battle, Avilus calms down. He takes a rather serious demeanor - more disconnected than anything else. He becomes a brutal pragmatist that takes whatever solution would be best. He isn't afraid of retreat or losing a single battle. After all, he's willing to sacrifice a few losses to win the war.

He's a happy man, all things considered. He has a rather large ego. After all, he was promoted to the general of an army at 15. Because of this large ego, he considers himself to be an extraordinary everything. Especially dancing. Sadly, he's a terrible dancer. Still thinks that he's amazing, though.

Skills & Abilities

• Tactician Magician (Master): Avilus is a genius when it comes to tactics. His eye for detail is impeccable. His ability to control a fight's outcome is undeniable, not to mention his talent for utilizing others to their full potential. His combat abilities are, by far, lacking, but his magical power is still above average for a hero. As a tactician, he is skilled in evoking, abjuration, and divination.
• Tactical Reverse Advancement (Expert): Avilus can run extraordinarily fast, but only while being chased. It's rather embarrassing and Avilus would rather forget about this talent of his.
• Oculi Terra (Spell - Divination): The user can sense things around them. Without requiring vision, they can sense the near landscape and anything in it. The ability normally has a radius of about 100 metres, but the user can meditate and ignore all other senses to extend the range.
• Parma Divum (Spell - Abjuration): The user ejects all things they consider evil from an 8 meter radius and creates an impassable barrier around the perimeter. The barrier, while able to be destroyed, is still extremely durable. The spell is rather exhausting to use for a long period of time.
• Anima Tutor (Spell - Abjuration): The user creates a barrier around an object. The barrier is extraordinarily strong - able to fend off the basic attacks of even a hero.
• Dolus Ignus (Spell - Evocation): The user creates an invisible mine out of mana. When the mine is disturbed, it erupts into an explosion of flame. Though weak for a hero, the user can create dozens at once. The mines last for an indefinite time, but take a toll on the users stamina.
• Telum Gelus (Spell - Evocation): The user creates a spear out of ice, freezing whatever comes into contact with it.

History

Backstory: The great library Hibyan lay to the east. It was so large that a city sprung around it, looking to learn from the books. A boy named Avilus was born in the library. While the boy's formative years were not of note, his parents had been rather absent from his life. As such, his only teacher were the books. He learned of ancient kingdoms and romances, great histories and strategies. The library was amazing to him. The boy wished only to read - and for the first twelve years of his life, he read any book he could find.

Though, that came to an end when other nations attacked. Hibyan was no longer the safe haven of knowledge it once was. All citizens were to be drafted in a last ditch attempt from others stealing and destroying the knowledge they held. Avilus was conscripted as a footman. Of course, their military was a joke. A militia consisting of countrymen using pitchforks and shovels. They were quickly pushed back, barely able to defend against the oncoming raiders and soldiers.

In one particular meeting, the few generals Hibyan possessed tried to form a strategy to defend the land. Avilus was there - not as a general, but as a guard. Avilus, for some reason, began to laugh. The strategies the generals were trying to use were all terrible. No matter how hard he tried to stifle it, he would laugh. It got to the point where he fell over and began to strike the ground. A general, so ashamed from this soldier, asked if he could do better. Avilus quickly snapped out a yes and continued to laugh. The general left. Seeing how they wouldn't get anywhere with their current strategies, the remaining generals, in an act of desperation, agreed to let Avilus be a general. After all, they were willing to try anything.

Thus began five years of ambushes and traps. Hibyan managed to hold on, much to the surprise of the remaining generals. All because of Avilus' strategies. Hibyan began to build walls - to the point of becoming more wall than city. Slowly becoming safe, Avilus had gained notoriety as the man who turned a useless library into an impenetrable fortress. Rumors spiraled into legends. The tale of a foot soldier who outsmarted even the smartest generals crossed the land, cementing its place in history.

As quickly as he appeared, Avilus vanished. The city continued his strategy, despite lacking any guidance. Soon, Hibyan would become the lost library - a mysterious place holding all knowledge in the world, but so heavily defended that it would be impossible to enter.

Myth: Legends tell of the time that Avilus accidentally entered an enemy encampment. He saw their force as so pitiful he began to laugh. They got angry and took arms. Avilus fled. They chased him. The chase lasted for days, but they could never catch him. Until Avilus stopped. He stood still. The soldiers, so insulted, charged him. The weight of their force caused the ground to collapse. Weeks earlier, Avilus had dug a hole and covered it, prepared to get the group to fall into the hole.

Another time, Avilus managed to get the enemy general, a master chess player, to play with him. The enemy general accepted, and the two fought. Avilus decided to toss out all of the pieces except for his king and a single pawn. The enemy general, insulted by this act, flipped the table in rage and demanded that Avilus left. Months earlier, Avilus had prepared the table to explode seconds after it was quickly flipped. Avilus ran away. Extremely quickly.

There was also the legend that Avilus built many replica libraries, filled with books that would explode when opened. To this day, it is said that if you find a book in the middle of nowhere, don't open it, as it will explode.

Avilus will neither confirm nor deny any of the stories. They're too funny to him.

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Extras

Character Quote: "I could tell you anything, but you'd never believe it, ehehe..."
Theme Song: Despite his dark appearances...
Anything Else: Despite being 7 feet tall, he still extends his height with the head on his clothes actually being a hat. This makes him basically 8 feet tall. He finds it hilarious.