CAWs For Alarm

Shadowrun Down Under: Fantasy/Sci-fi

Avicus Antema

Normal Appearance

Outfit

These are the clothes and mask he wears most of the time outside and always on runs. It helps deal with his inability to be in the sun.

Name:

Avicus “Poltergeist” Antema

Race:

Vampire (Formerly human)

Age:

29 (appears 24)

Gender:

Male

Archetype:

Adept/Shaman

Equipment:

Avicus’ main form of combat is his steel sword that he named Raven’s Edge, the size of which is about 40 cm.

In case of emergencies, he also has a small pistol, the Streetline Special, stashed in a small compartment in his cybernetic arm. The gun is small and very light so it doesn’t pack that much firepower but the size and convenience make up for that. Surprisingly, this tiny gun has a magazine of 6 bullets.

Arguably one of his more important items is the gas mask that covers his face. It works like a normal gas mask should and has tinted lenses and works more as a mask to protect his face from sunlight than as an actual gas mask.

Cybernetics:

His entire right arm has been replaced by a cybernetic one developed by Ares. This arm has a blade inside of it that ejects from the top of the arm, a little bit behind the wrist. This arm is extremely useful by allowing him more combat options when fighting in the sunlight.

Abilities, spells, etc.:

Powerblade and Manablade - Spells that Avicus uses to enhance the two blades he already uses rather than create blades. In the variation the magical part of the blade extends past the normal one by several inches as well as enhances the power behind his attacks. Powerblade is the physical version with Manablade being the magical variation.

Mana Static - Avicus creates an effect that stops magic in an area around, including for the caster themself. His most common use for this spell is to stop the spells of foes who primarily rely on their magic in combat, allowing Avicus to get the upperhand in a battle.

Chaos - Produces a storm of conflicting sensations and images to confuse the senses. Chaos also has the capability to affect technology.

Catfall - Gives Avicus the ability to slow down the fall of himself or a target to avoid getting injured from a fall.

Astral Perception and Projection - Astral Perception allows the user to not only look into the Astral realm, but also become “dual natured” meaning that Avicus is present in both the Astral and Physical plane. Astral Projection allows him to project his Astral self and move outside of his own body, although his Astral body is unable to interact with the physical realm.

Unique skill:

Disrupt - The spell given to him by his totem, the Adversary. This spell does as its name implies and disrupts the mana in a spell. This causes the spell to react unpredictably and a random effect ensues.

Vampiric abilities - In addition to the magic and swordsmanship that Avicus has at his disposal, he also has powers from his vampiric infection. These include enhanced senses, immunity to age, poison and disease, regeneration and the ability to transform into a black mist. These abilities come with some substantial weaknesses. This includes an “allergy” to sunlight where he can not go into the sun at all, a severe weakness to wood and silver as well as a severe aversion to garlic. He also suffers from chronic essence lost which can only be fixed by draining the life essence of other beings through their blood. Those who survive the draining of blood are often infected by the same virus as the vampire and become one as well. Vampires also cannot eat regular food as they become sick within the hour and the effect is increased with alcohol. Finally, a vampire goes into Induced Dormancy if cut off from air, causing them to sleep indefinitely until exposed to air again where they wake up within a minute.

Personality:

After his transformation into a vampire, Avicus started to become more cold and distant. Embracing his killer instinct. And has developed an intense hatred of mages due to the atrocities that have been committed against him. Though joining up with the rest of the group and breaking his isolation, there was a slow return to his old personality. His cocky side has begun to show itself more often, he is overconfident in his own skills and fighting ability. Though he has his reasons to be with the experiences he had. Back in his days leading a gang, Avicus picked up an odd habit of overdramatizing his abilities. He was known for his showmanship before defeating his opponents. Fortunately this habit has died down for the most part, though it still shines through occasionally. The thing that has remained through the years is his sense of loyalty to those he runs with, and always repays a debt. He will stay by the side of those in this group even if one or two of them is a mage, however reluctantly.

Bio:

Originally born in America, Avicus Antema grew up living a fairly simple life with his parents. That is until he discovered his totem spirit, the Adversary, at the age of 14. Or as many people refer to this spirit, Satan. Having the embodiment of chaos as your mentor spirit isn’t good for your reputation and this disconnect from the people of his community are what led to his descent into the criminal underworld. Apparently having a totem that symbolizes rebellion is a great way to earn street cred and instill fear in the hearts of those who don’t quite understand the extent of its power. Avicus used this to his advantage in the way of commanding respect from others through intimidation. After a few years of living as a criminal Avicus was the leader of his own gang, the Nightingales they called themselves, and was something of a local legend under the nickname Saber. With his custom-made sword that he affectionately named the Raven’s Edge and the power of the Adversary which he played up almost theatrically he was a force to be reckoned with.

After spending several years of his life as a street thug, Avicus had his life change almost in an instant at the age of 24. It was supposed to be simple, Avicus and four of his best men were going to capture a supply shipment. Very few guards, very little equipment. It should’ve been a walk in the park. What the crew didn’t account for was a little interference from Aztechnology. Blood mages were not something that the Nightingales were prepared for and before long every single one of them fell. The only survivor, even if just barely, was Avicus. The next month of Avicus’ life was spent held captive by blood mages having his blood extracted to be used as a source of mana by Aztechnology blood mages and being used for the occasional experiment. One such experiment involved the Human Meta-Human Vampiric Virus, or the HMHVV, which transformed Avicus into the creature of the night that he now is. Those blood mages were hoping for the perfect opportunity to study a Vampire up close but let’s just say that Avicus used his powers to take the ‘blood’ out of ‘blood mage.’

Avicus escaped from his imprisonment but his life could never be the same again. He discovered that the Nightingales were overthrown without him, he knew he had no family who would accept him in this state. He had no one. The only thing he did have was a grudge against mages. This is what led him to his next stage in life as an assassin. Taking down targets not for money, but for vengeance. People working for Aztechnology, magic users who used magic for their corrupt desires, all his targets were claimed by the shadows. And by taking out those in positions of power Avicus managed to appease his totem spirit by causing chaos so it was a win win.

3 years into the assassin gig Avicus had a somewhat sudden change of pace after a mission gone wrong. Someone managed to track down the shadow that was Avicus, and use his secrets to their advantage. The target was on the ground, the tip of a blade to her throat. A smirk spread across her face. With the snap of her fingers a bright light shone across the entire room, a UV light. Avicus barely escaped with his life, let alone his arm which hung limply from his body, burned and mangled from the light. He managed to pull himself into a back alley before passing out. No one is sure how long he stayed there till he was found, but the woman who discovered his unconscious body was none other than Vanessa. Owner of a cybernetics clinic and Fixer for a group of Shadowrunners. She drug him back to her clinic and replaced the mangled right arm with a cybernetic one that she had on hand. She essentially saved his life, and for this Avicus was grateful. He wanted to repay her kindness in some way and thus, he was indoctrinated into a group of Shadowrunners.

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Shadowrun Down Under: Fantasy/Sci-fi

Avicus Antema

Normal Appearance

Outfit

These are the clothes and mask he wears most of the time outside and always on runs. It helps deal with his inability to be in the sun.

Name:

Avicus “Poltergeist” Antema

Race:

Vampire (Formerly human)

Age:

29 (appears 24)

Gender:

Male

Archetype:

Adept/Shaman

Equipment:

Avicus’ main form of combat is his steel sword that he named Raven’s Edge, the size of which is about 40 cm.

In case of emergencies, he also has a small pistol, the Streetline Special, stashed in a small compartment in his cybernetic arm. The gun is small and very light so it doesn’t pack that much firepower but the size and convenience make up for that. Surprisingly, this tiny gun has a magazine of 6 bullets.

Arguably one of his more important items is the gas mask that covers his face. It works like a normal gas mask should and has tinted lenses and works more as a mask to protect his face from sunlight than as an actual gas mask.

Cybernetics:

His entire right arm has been replaced by a cybernetic one developed by Ares. This arm has a blade inside of it that ejects from the top of the arm, a little bit behind the wrist. This arm is extremely useful by allowing him more combat options when fighting in the sunlight.

Abilities, spells, etc.:

Powerblade and Manablade - Spells that Avicus uses to enhance the two blades he already uses rather than create blades. In the variation the magical part of the blade extends past the normal one by several inches as well as enhances the power behind his attacks. Powerblade is the physical version with Manablade being the magical variation.

Mana Static - Avicus creates an effect that stops magic in an area around, including for the caster themself. His most common use for this spell is to stop the spells of foes who primarily rely on their magic in combat, allowing Avicus to get the upperhand in a battle.

Chaos - Produces a storm of conflicting sensations and images to confuse the senses. Chaos also has the capability to affect technology.

Catfall - Gives Avicus the ability to slow down the fall of himself or a target to avoid getting injured from a fall.

Astral Perception and Projection - Astral Perception allows the user to not only look into the Astral realm, but also become “dual natured” meaning that Avicus is present in both the Astral and Physical plane. Astral Projection allows him to project his Astral self and move outside of his own body, although his Astral body is unable to interact with the physical realm.

Unique skill:

Disrupt - The spell given to him by his totem, the Adversary. This spell does as its name implies and disrupts the mana in a spell. This causes the spell to react unpredictably and a random effect ensues.

Vampiric abilities - In addition to the magic and swordsmanship that Avicus has at his disposal, he also has powers from his vampiric infection. These include enhanced senses, immunity to age, poison and disease, regeneration and the ability to transform into a black mist. These abilities come with some substantial weaknesses. This includes an “allergy” to sunlight where he can not go into the sun at all, a severe weakness to wood and silver as well as a severe aversion to garlic. He also suffers from chronic essence lost which can only be fixed by draining the life essence of other beings through their blood. Those who survive the draining of blood are often infected by the same virus as the vampire and become one as well. Vampires also cannot eat regular food as they become sick within the hour and the effect is increased with alcohol. Finally, a vampire goes into Induced Dormancy if cut off from air, causing them to sleep indefinitely until exposed to air again where they wake up within a minute.

Personality:

After his transformation into a vampire, Avicus started to become more cold and distant. Embracing his killer instinct. And has developed an intense hatred of mages due to the atrocities that have been committed against him. Though joining up with the rest of the group and breaking his isolation, there was a slow return to his old personality. His cocky side has begun to show itself more often, he is overconfident in his own skills and fighting ability. Though he has his reasons to be with the experiences he had. Back in his days leading a gang, Avicus picked up an odd habit of overdramatizing his abilities. He was known for his showmanship before defeating his opponents. Fortunately this habit has died down for the most part, though it still shines through occasionally. The thing that has remained through the years is his sense of loyalty to those he runs with, and always repays a debt. He will stay by the side of those in this group even if one or two of them is a mage, however reluctantly.

Bio:

Originally born in America, Avicus Antema grew up living a fairly simple life with his parents. That is until he discovered his totem spirit, the Adversary, at the age of 14. Or as many people refer to this spirit, Satan. Having the embodiment of chaos as your mentor spirit isn’t good for your reputation and this disconnect from the people of his community are what led to his descent into the criminal underworld. Apparently having a totem that symbolizes rebellion is a great way to earn street cred and instill fear in the hearts of those who don’t quite understand the extent of its power. Avicus used this to his advantage in the way of commanding respect from others through intimidation. After a few years of living as a criminal Avicus was the leader of his own gang, the Nightingales they called themselves, and was something of a local legend under the nickname Saber. With his custom-made sword that he affectionately named the Raven’s Edge and the power of the Adversary which he played up almost theatrically he was a force to be reckoned with.

After spending several years of his life as a street thug, Avicus had his life change almost in an instant at the age of 24. It was supposed to be simple, Avicus and four of his best men were going to capture a supply shipment. Very few guards, very little equipment. It should’ve been a walk in the park. What the crew didn’t account for was a little interference from Aztechnology. Blood mages were not something that the Nightingales were prepared for and before long every single one of them fell. The only survivor, even if just barely, was Avicus. The next month of Avicus’ life was spent held captive by blood mages having his blood extracted to be used as a source of mana by Aztechnology blood mages and being used for the occasional experiment. One such experiment involved the Human Meta-Human Vampiric Virus, or the HMHVV, which transformed Avicus into the creature of the night that he now is. Those blood mages were hoping for the perfect opportunity to study a Vampire up close but let’s just say that Avicus used his powers to take the ‘blood’ out of ‘blood mage.’

Avicus escaped from his imprisonment but his life could never be the same again. He discovered that the Nightingales were overthrown without him, he knew he had no family who would accept him in this state. He had no one. The only thing he did have was a grudge against mages. This is what led him to his next stage in life as an assassin. Taking down targets not for money, but for vengeance. People working for Aztechnology, magic users who used magic for their corrupt desires, all his targets were claimed by the shadows. And by taking out those in positions of power Avicus managed to appease his totem spirit by causing chaos so it was a win win.

3 years into the assassin gig Avicus had a somewhat sudden change of pace after a mission gone wrong. Someone managed to track down the shadow that was Avicus, and use his secrets to their advantage. The target was on the ground, the tip of a blade to her throat. A smirk spread across her face. With the snap of her fingers a bright light shone across the entire room, a UV light. Avicus barely escaped with his life, let alone his arm which hung limply from his body, burned and mangled from the light. He managed to pull himself into a back alley before passing out. No one is sure how long he stayed there till he was found, but the woman who discovered his unconscious body was none other than Vanessa. Owner of a cybernetics clinic and Fixer for a group of Shadowrunners. She drug him back to her clinic and replaced the mangled right arm with a cybernetic one that she had on hand. She essentially saved his life, and for this Avicus was grateful. He wanted to repay her kindness in some way and thus, he was indoctrinated into a group of Shadowrunners.

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Sorry for taking such a long time in getting this up but the Adept is finally here.

Chosen

Upon the back of his griffin Soleil, Sammael sat and watched their surroundings boredly. He flew not far above the rest of his group and was actively trying to ignore the bony bastard that his sister referred to as Osseus. The little brat was often chasing after his familiar and often got on Sam’s nerves due to the dragons obvious distaste for Sam. It wasn’t long into the journey that Sammael’s concentration was broken by the occurrence of a very peculiar fog.

He didn’t even need Ka’ora’s advice before he pulled the ‘dagger’ from his sleeve. He chose to keep his weapon in this form for now because in its normal form it was very unwieldy from the back of a griffin. A sudden howl finally brought attention to the giant creatures that had begun to surround the group. Sam remained cautious, but he couldn’t help but wonder how hard of a fall it would be for one of these things if he were to cut its leg out from under it…

His thoughts distracted him from the creature reaching down towards Ka’ora but was instantly brought to his senses by the horrid shrieks of those damned creatures. Sammael growled to himself and wanted nothing more than to slice these monstrosities to bits but he knew it would be pointless. Instead, Soleil flew him up almost even with his sister and Osseus above the group. Of course, he barely paid any attention to his sister. He more focused on the sprinting creatures which they followed along with until they had emerged from the fog. Landing on the hill that Ka’ora had stopped the group at, Soleil laid down to allow Sam to dismount and he looked over the flooded city. Finally, the first impressive sight since they had left the city walls.

Sammael had no issue with the group taking a break, but that of course didn’t come to fruition due to a sudden attack of the undead. He wasn’t upset though, in fact a smile formed on his face. Sam pulled the dagger from his sleeve again, this time it began forming into its true form as he did so. That of a great sword. He had been itching for a fight for quite awhile.

The first zombie fell from a beam of light that went straight through its face, revealing several of its comrades in the darkness nearby to Sam. He laughed as the creatures body fell. He prepared his blade and flashed forward a few feet, a trail of light behind him. He swung at the two zombies that he teleported in front of, swiftly removing their heads with a heavy slash. Another one approached him and he hit it with the hilt of his sword and knocked it to the ground. He placed a foot on the chest of the undead creature to keep it down as he smirked down at it. “Farewell, foul creature…” He taunted as he drove the tip of his blade through the skull. He knew the creatures couldn’t understand his words but taunting his victims certainly amused him.

Unfortunately his little display distracted him enough for a creature to approach from behind him. By the time he noticed it, it was too late. If not for the fact that Soleil pounced the creature and tore into it with her claws. Sammael nodded in appreciation before turning towards the rest of the horde in front of him. Breaking formation he started to rush into the horde and tearing through as many as he could, enjoying the bloodlust of killing these creatures and their pitiful existence.

Chosen

So this must be what it’s like outside of the walls… I’m not very impressed so far Sammael thought to himself while he walked with the rest of the group of Chosen. The journey thus far proved to be surprisingly uneventful. Just a few simple undead in several hours? If it was so dangerous for citizens to venture outside Sammael expected something much more challenging. Then again he knew the real fun of this journey was yet to come...

As they had been walking Sammael was making sure to glance around, keeping an eye on his surroundings while getting lost in his thoughts. It was the only thing to keep him occupied in the silence of this group that he got stuck with. He thought of the recent events and of the previous Chosen being killed off. How brutal. Though it seems many of this team were negatively impacted by the deaths of their mentors, or in some cases family. He was on odd case, his mentor had died 4 months ago, 2 months prior to the recent slaughter. Sammael held no remorse for the old fool or the newfound power he had obtained.

They had finally stopped for a break and Sammael gladly took an opportunity to rest his feet as his familiar, Soleil, slept in the hood of his cloak. He started glancing across the faces of everyone in the group until he landed upon his sister as she looked at him. Sammael responded to to her glare with a look just as cold as he knew that she could reveal quite a lot about him. As the lightning Chosen, Ka’ora he thought he heard, whistled to gain their attention Sammael lost focus. The griffin that before was resting peacefully was startled awake and climbed out of her hiding place and climbed onto the shoulder of her master.

Introductions, eh? Could be useful to know the rest of these fools a bit better, not like I plan on getting friendly with many of them As Sammael listened to the introductions of the few who went before him he paid attention. Currently his biggest concerns were the Earth and Fire Chosen. Lachdonon and Thea. They seemed like they would get on his nerves quickly. He pushed that aside and stood up. He gave a small bow to his comrades with Soleil doing the same as well as she could from atop his shoulder. “Greetings. My name is Sammael Lionsun, the Chosen of Light. This is my familiar Soleil. It is my pleasure to be travelling with you all.” Sammael made a gesture to his sister, a trace of a smirk on his face. “My sister has rudely chosen to neglect introductions it seems so I shall do that for her. Her name is Esmeray, she is the Chosen of Death.” He had made sure to include who she was exactly, knowing full well that most had begun to distrust those of Death since the incident.

Chosen

Sammael Lionsun

Name
Sammael Lionsun

Age
21

Gender
Male

Sexual Orientation
Pansexual

Chosen Marking

Markings

A closer view of the mark on his eye as well as his glowing, golden eyes

Appearance

Appearance and Outfit

Familiar



Type - Griffin

Baby Form

Grown Form

Soleil, Sammael's griffin, is one of the few things that Sammael actually cares for and will prioritize her over others. She also heavily contradicts his personality because his familiar is nice and sweet to those who are not violent towards her master. The only person who is an exception to this rule is Esmeray, because even while her and Sammael are often at odds, Soleil still gets along quite well with her.

Chosen Element
Light


Skills
Light Beam - Sammael is able to shoot beams of light from his hands that work almost like lasers, burning whatever they hit. It is unable to burn through most solid matter, the strongest being wood, unless he uses more mana to make it more powerful. At its most powerful, which would drain quite a lot of mana, he is able to burn through metal but it would require quite a bit of time.

Flashbang - As the name implies this ability works similarly to a modern day flashbang. He is able to produce either a burst of light from his body to blind those near him or he can produce a small ball of light which he can set off, the latter costing more mana to sustain. A downside to this ability is it being able to affect his allies if they are close enough to him.

Flash - Sammael is able to enhance his movements using light, causing him to dash forward at a much faster rate than his normal movement speed. This is hindered by the fact that he cannot dash through solid matter, so if he were to do this too close to a wall he would no doubt injure himself. It also does not increase his speed of comprehending where things are so he has to plan out his movements before using this ability. Finally, he is not able to change directions mid-dash.

Basic Light Manipulation - As it implies, it is simple control over light such as being able to redirect and intensify light.

Weapon Enchantment: The enchantment on his weapon allows him to shrink it down to the size of a dagger and then grow it to its full size at will. He usually keeps it strapped to the top of his left arm.


Weapon

Great Sword

For size see other pictures of him using the sword(Hint: it's pretty big)

Personality
Sammael usually gives off a good first impression, acting gentlemanly and polite to those that he meets for the first time. It is this charismatic nature that has won him the hearts of many of the followers of light. Unfortunately for him, first impressions aren’t everything and it’s when people really get to know him that tends to drive them away. While occasionally he can act sarcastic and even seem carefree, it is a rare instance for this to happen. His charismatic nature drifts away when people get closer to him and the more violent part of him comes to light.

His sadistic nature and violent tendencies show most often when he is fighting, this is made worse by the mix of stress he puts himself under and his narcissism. This darker side to his personality what he tries to keep hidden from most, especially those like his parents who almost worship him. Only person to see him at his worst has been his sister, Esmeray. However, he does have the capacity to care for others if they truly do get close enough to him. His first priority is still himself, though.

History
The Lionsun family was well known within the community for worshipping what they believed to be the good and lighter Gods; including the Goddess of Life, the Goddess of Light, the Goddess of Water, and the Goddess of Earth. They tolerated those of the other gods except for anyone who has a clear link to the God of Shadow or the God of Death. To them, those two God's are responsible for the evil within the world and they loved to preach this to those who listened to them. Which is why they were ecstatic when they found out they were expecting, it would be a child to preach their ideals to so they could be passed on.

Their excitement only grew upon the birth of the child. To see their newborn son open his eyes and have them be glowing blindly along with a mark next to his eye, it meant their son was the Chosen One of Light. Unfortunately for them, a second child had been conceived at the same time and their son had a twin. A twin sister born with the marks of a skeleton, the mark of the Chosen One of Death. If it wasn't for the fame that would come from two Chosen children, they'd abandon their daughter by the wall or somewhere to be found so they wouldn't have to deal with a disgusting child but instead, they chose to keep her to earn extra fame. So it became that the Lionsun family had produced two Chosen children, Sammael and Esmeray.

Sammael was considered the golden child, always receiving the praise of his parents. Considering his parents' devotion to the Goddess of Light they practically revered him and spoiled him rotten, almost always getting what he wanted. Though with the reverence came pressure to uphold the image his parents held of him, that of a perfect child. From a young age, he was forced into classes that ranged from etiquette to combat. He tended to excel in fighting, physically and magically, but ironically for the element, he was chosen to represent he lacked in the ability to perform healing magic effectively. The amount of pressure put on him by his parents to succeed caused him to begin growing more and more distant from his sister and his personality to become more volatile.

Esmeray was considered nothing more than an object for personal gain. In person, she was shown as receiving love and kindness from her parents but upon the door closing behind them when they entered the family house... that's when the truth about how she was seen came out. Mental abuse, verbal abuse, physical abuse. The girl was put through it all from a young age, treated like the dirt they thought she was. Lucky to be allowed to even leave the house to be trained by the Chosen One. At first, though, it was only her parents who did such horrid things to her. Sammael's mind not yet twisted by his parents to make him treat her in such a way, it's one thing she missed of the innocence of childhood... having an actual brother.

When they were only young children the two enjoyed to play with each other, Sammael nice enough to share his toys with his sister. The two even loved to play with their familiars together, often sneaking out to run around the streets at night so Esmeray didn't risk being seen with her 'horrific markings' as her mother put it. They cared and took care of one another until part of the way through the year after their 8th birthday, then Sammael began to be like her parents. Only Sammael knows what changed, Esmeray can only guess.

The reason for Sammael's distaste for his sister was simple in his mind. In his parents' effort to have become the best, he became the best, in his own mind at least. He didn't want anyone stopping his progress towards power. But his sister was oddly undaunted by the abuse and problems in her life, she was able to remain happy. This, oddly enough, scared Sammael. He was worried about being overtaken by his sister in some way despite their parents' negative outlook on her. He didn't want to be defeated by her, so he followed in his parents' footsteps and began to put her down.

It was when her brother turned to her that she realized she truly had no real family to rely on. It became Esmeray vs. the world, but she wouldn't let anything they did get to her. She refused to become the victim of the game no matter how much her parents and brother tried tearing and knocking her down. Instead, she stood strong and silent, taking everything they could throw at her without showing emotion or fear. It messed with her parents and Sammael's minds and only made them treat her worse but she didn't care, it was her life. Although a part of her always hated that it was and wished for better things, it was the part of her that the abuse got through too. A big part of her that hid underneath the rest of her walls of protection.

Of course, as they got older and trained more the siblings' relationship only got worse. Sammael grew to believe more and more about being the best while Esmeray learned what real family was through Thann, the Old Chosen of Death. They only grew to be more and more different, the golden child and devil child developing their abilities that basically clashed on a natural level. Said abilities only strengthening their parent's views on them which just caused them to dislike each other more and more by the day and grow more distant every hour.

Meanwhile Sammael’s relationship with the previous light chosen, Gabriel, was from from ideal. Gabriel was a peaceful, kind person who specialized mostly in healing and support. This contradicted Sammael and his violent fighting style. Unlike his sister and her mentor, Sammael was always at odds with his teacher. Until the day that Gabriel passed away.

Nowadays when forced to interact the two only seem to glare at each other, mainly Sammael glaring and Esmeray ignoring but occasionally a glaring contest breaks out. They also get into what people to believe is a 'teasing match' but truly it is just verbal abuse from Sammael and Esmeray not taking his shit. Of course there is also the fact Sammael basically helps to lead the emotions of distrust and hate towards the Chosen and Disciples of Death after all the events too, which only causes an air of tension between the two siblings that feels so thick that it almost feels as if not even a sword could cut it.

Theme
Half God, Half Devil by In This Moment

Dialogue Color
Fff200

Other

Chosen

@Grnmachine Only problem we have with your CS is that you said your character didn't know he was a Chosen till he was 8, however they are born with their markings so they would know since birth.

Chosen

@Virani CS looks good!
@Grnmachine You can have it affect other Chosen, however it's gonna take more than one post and you have their familiars to take into account so it's a pretty high chance of getting interrupted.
@onenote You are good with your history and the rest of your character!
@Aerandir Your CS looks good as well!

Stranded: Prisoner's Tale (sci-fi/fantasy Med casual)

Typhon Leverenz

Race:
Tulak

Age:
28

Gender:
Male

Appearance:



Equipment:
The main equipment he carries with him are his two gunblades which are semi-auto rifles. As well as a silenced sniper rifle for silent or long ranged kills.
He also has several flasks of oil that he keeps in a pouch on his belt in order to make his attunement that much deadlier.

Attunement/enhancements:
Fire Attunement

Unique Ability:
Blue Fire -
instead of creating normal flames with his attunement he creates blue flames instead. These flames are hotter than normal but it does take extra mana to conjure them.
Flame Body -
His other ability is that Typhon can cover his entire body in his flames. This ability has multiple uses in combat and utility. Its most effective use is in close quarters combat, especially seeing as it would be a challenge to approach someone who is on fire. In utility it would be very effective at driving away predatory species that might see him as their next meal.

Personality:
Typhon is extremely pompous due to his upbringing. Being treated like a noble tends to go to ones head, even if he ended up as the family disappointment. His childhood also caused him to resort to an extremely cynical nature. He is also intelligent due to the amount of work forced upon him in his younger years. To sum up his personality, he is a pompous, cynical asshole. Of course he knows when to be nice for his own safety and wouldn’t mind kissing up to someone every so often in order to get his way, pride is not one of his strong suits.

Bio:
Being the youngest of five children in the household of prominent political figures, Typhon’s childhood led him to become a spoiled brat. It was this and his family's attitude, that was reminiscent of nobility, that caused him to develop a natural feeling of superiority. Despite being able to get whatever he wanted, his parents weren’t going to let him sit back and do nothing. From a young age, Typhon had advanced schooling, piling loads of work up for him. Within the schooling, he underwent specific training to help teach him to control his attunement. It was hard work considering the way his powers were discovered, an accidental house fire. When the firefighters made it to the room with the main blaze they found the young child nearly exhausted and surrounded by fire. That is when they realized what he was born with and capable of. Disappointed as they were by his lack of control over his own powers, Typhon’s parents realized that to avoid any damage to the family name they needed to force him to control his power.

Upon reaching the age of 18, having finally finished his schooling, Typhon set off on his own. He could have done anything, his parents and schooling having set him up for many job options, but due to the ten year age gap between him and the second youngest sibling, he was able to see the success his siblings had in their lives. He also saw how mundane and boring they were. The only thing he had upon setting off on his own was the weight of his family name and, of course, some cash.(edited)
This is where the new and exciting part of Typhon’s life began. Being a rich kid, this Tulak was going to get whatever he wanted no matter what. That’s why he decided to pay a black market gunsmith to specially create the gunblades and rifle that he would go on to use in nearly every job he did from that point on. This newfound contact was also used to begin his career as a mercenary.

Typhon stuck mostly to his home planet for the first couple of years of his job for multiple reasons, the main one being that he was able to use his family name as a 'get out of jail free card'. After honing his skills, and evading his parents half-hearted rescue attempts, Typhon acquired a small ship through some less than lawful means and set it up as his official base of operations. He was finally free to do as he pleased. The next few years of his life were spent doing a variety of missions, from being a bodyguard or transporting illegal goods, even a few missions involving assassination every now and again
It was during one of his missions, about a year before getting arrested, where he was hired to help a small militia take on a bandit camp that Typhon sustained the injury that left him without one of his horns.

Finally, there’s the job that got him arrested. One day Typhon received an anonymous message that contained details for an assassination attempt of an Arraxi and included a generous up front payment. That’s all he needed before heading out. After receiving the briefing from the hooded man who hired him, Typhon went off to find the target. Everything went smoothly at first, he invaded the embassy on Earth where the target was staying and managed to take them out silently. Unfortunately, when he turned to leave the room the alarms began blaring and guards rushed in forcing him to surrender. It wasn’t until after the fact that he found out his employer’s true intentions. He had been hired by a radical terrorist group that opposed human and Arraxi relations and the target he just took out was an Arraxi emissary.

Typhon's trial was for the murder and terrorist ties, he expected to be able to use his family name to escape heavy consequences. This expectation made it an even bigger slap to the face when they suggested the Alcatraz as his punishment and disowned him; all while he was declared guilty.

Other:
A somewhat important fact is that Typhon is very picky about his appearance, which is why he chose the color schemes for his clothes and weapons. This means that if you ruin those through mud, blood etc. he will be extremely pissed.

Stranded: Prisoner's Tale (sci-fi/fantasy Med casual)

Finally got this character written out and finished!

Typhon Leverenz

Race:
Tulak

Age:
28

Gender:
Male

Appearance:



Equipment:
The main equipment he carries with him are his two gunblades which are semi-auto rifles. As well as a silenced sniper rifle for silent or long ranged kills.
He also has several flasks of oil that he keeps in a pouch on his belt in order to make his attunement that much deadlier.

Attunement/enhancements:
Fire Attunement

Unique Ability:
Blue Fire -
instead of creating normal flames with his attunement he creates blue flames instead. These flames are hotter than normal but it does take extra mana to conjure them.
Flame Body -
His other ability is that Typhon can cover his entire body in his flames. This ability has multiple uses in combat and utility. Its most effective use is in close quarters combat, especially seeing as it would be a challenge to approach someone who is on fire. In utility it would be very effective at driving away predatory species that might see him as their next meal.

Personality:
Typhon is extremely pompous due to his upbringing. Being treated like a noble tends to go to ones head, even if he ended up as the family disappointment. His childhood also caused him to resort to an extremely cynical nature. He is also intelligent due to the amount of work forced upon him in his younger years. To sum up his personality, he is a pompous, cynical asshole. Of course he knows when to be nice for his own safety and wouldn’t mind kissing up to someone every so often in order to get his way, pride is not one of his strong suits.

Bio:
Being the youngest of five children in the household of prominent political figures, Typhon’s childhood led him to become a spoiled brat. It was this and his family's attitude, that was reminiscent of nobility, that caused him to develop a natural feeling of superiority. Despite being able to get whatever he wanted, his parents weren’t going to let him sit back and do nothing. From a young age, Typhon had advanced schooling, piling loads of work up for him. Within the schooling, he underwent specific training to help teach him to control his attunement. It was hard work considering the way his powers were discovered, an accidental house fire. When the firefighters made it to the room with the main blaze they found the young child nearly exhausted and surrounded by fire. That is when they realized what he was born with and capable of. Disappointed as they were by his lack of control over his own powers, Typhon’s parents realized that to avoid any damage to the family name they needed to force him to control his power.

Upon reaching the age of 18, having finally finished his schooling, Typhon set off on his own. He could have done anything, his parents and schooling having set him up for many job options, but due to the ten year age gap between him and the second youngest sibling, he was able to see the success his siblings had in their lives. He also saw how mundane and boring they were. The only thing he had upon setting off on his own was the weight of his family name and, of course, some cash.(edited)
This is where the new and exciting part of Typhon’s life began. Being a rich kid, this Tulak was going to get whatever he wanted no matter what. That’s why he decided to pay a black market gunsmith to specially create the gunblades and rifle that he would go on to use in nearly every job he did from that point on. This newfound contact was also used to begin his career as a mercenary.

Typhon stuck mostly to his home planet for the first couple of years of his job for multiple reasons, the main one being that he was able to use his family name as a 'get out of jail free card'. After honing his skills, and evading his parents half-hearted rescue attempts, Typhon acquired a small ship through some less than lawful means and set it up as his official base of operations. He was finally free to do as he pleased. The next few years of his life were spent doing a variety of missions, from being a bodyguard or transporting illegal goods, even a few missions involving assassination every now and again
It was during one of his missions, about a year before getting arrested, where he was hired to help a small militia take on a bandit camp that Typhon sustained the injury that left him without one of his horns.

Finally, there’s the job that got him arrested. One day Typhon received an anonymous message that contained details for an assassination attempt of an Arraxi and included a generous up front payment. That’s all he needed before heading out. After receiving the briefing from the hooded man who hired him, Typhon went off to find the target. Everything went smoothly at first, he invaded the embassy on Earth where the target was staying and managed to take them out silently. Unfortunately, when he turned to leave the room the alarms began blaring and guards rushed in forcing him to surrender. It wasn’t until after the fact that he found out his employer’s true intentions. He had been hired by a radical terrorist group that opposed human and Arraxi relations and the target he just took out was an Arraxi emissary.

Typhon's trial was for the murder and terrorist ties, he expected to be able to use his family name to escape heavy consequences. This expectation made it an even bigger slap to the face when they suggested the Alcatraz as his punishment and disowned him; all while he was declared guilty.

Other:
A somewhat important fact is that Typhon is very picky about his appearance, which is why he chose the color schemes for his clothes and weapons. This means that if you ruin those through mud, blood etc. he will be extremely pissed.

My Hero Academia: The Next Generation

Navarre had spent a bit of time picking at his breakfast, making sure to avoid staring at Karen. Especially after he realized her clothing situation... or lack there of. He knew he wasn't going to stay in the common room for long, he had no business there anymore. He decided the best course of action would be to get to class early to try and limit the amount of people who saw him like this. He didn't want to ruin the reputation he wanted for himself before it even began to exist. But then again he knew he couldn't really help when he got like this. Trying to avoid the gaze of others at the school and trying and failing to tame the mess that was his hair he finally made it to class. I wasn't the first one to arrive? he thought to himself as he noticed that Diana and the girl with the wings had managed to get there before him. In his mind he determined that it was a good idea to sit next to Diana because he only knew her out of the entirety of their class and he wanted to avoid having... this be their first impression of him. He decided to take the seat next to her. "Hey Diana." He said plainly, obviously lacking the flair his personality had just yesterday.

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