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The Rise of Azure [18+]

I think an interest check or a first ooc post would help to attract more people.

L'Mordryn Academy

— Room 7, 3rd Floor, House Bestia Tower —

"COME ON SAZEL!" said a female voice from the other side of the door, she was still not bad to bang constantly, but she banged twice to make her pointer clear. "Not everyone skips on the first class like you, I am going to be late."

The younger summoner stretched in her bathtub, splashing some water with her feet before sighing. "Just come in, there is no need for two ladies such as us to be shy at the sight of each other..."

"Yeah, no, I don't mind that bit, but you are you, and just yesterday you came home smelling like rotten fish."

"Those fishes were very much alive, my summon enjoys them for snacks and..." there was a sigh from the other side, her roommate had given up with a sigh and moved to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for herself.

That was the cue Sazel needed, and with a smirk, she waited, staying still in her bathtub as she heard plates and utensils moving about. "Now..." she whispered, getting out of her bath, wrapping herself on a towel and opening the door with a bang, The roommate, who was about to get the first bite on a sandwich, stopped herself and looked up.

"Ugh, finally." Without thinking twice, she moved to the bathroom, and Sazel, in turn, moved to the table, with a smirk. In her rage, her roommate had forgotten the breakfast she had prepared for herself unattended. Sazel was quick to fix that, digging in.

"Operation free breakfast is a success~" she hummed. By the time the roommate was out there would be no food or Sazel in sight.

The Rise of Azure [18+]

Jaranda, Tree Angaria

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Nickname
Tisone
Age
She doesn't quite remember when she was born, but it has been twenty springs since she left her original family.
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Uninterested, she has no desire of reproducing right now, and romance is alien to her.
Race
Angaria

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Background
Jaranda was for most of her life a typical angaria, born as a tree-kind, she grew tall and lonely. Even though she was born to a clonal colony who dwelled in the deepest wood, she preferred to move away, to the frontiers of forests, walking along weed and flower angaria who sought safety under the shadow of the girl who towered over them even when she was a sapling.

One day, as part of a war, she saw a group of human sneaking into the forest just to be found out by another, by the end of it most of both sides was gone. Jaranda became curious about the senseless act, observing the aftermath of the battle, even as the bodies turned to bones and the swords rusted. As an Angaria, she was born with wisdom about the laws and lore of nature, though it seemed the world was much more complex than that, and she wanted to know more about it, wanderlust blooming in her heart.

It took her some time, but after consulting with less isolated angaria, learning the basics of the other races’ societies, such as clothing and trade, she left on a journey of discovery.

Personality
Calm - Jaranda has an aura of peace to her, and even in challenging situations she rarely loses her temper.
Observant - The angaria is very attentive to her surroundings and can often recall details from conversations that happened long ago.
Honest - Deceit in itself is a concept she is not quite familiar with.

Alienated - She often feels everything surrounding her is strange, and that which surrounds her shares such a feeling.
Blunt - Sometimes she is too honest, no euphemisms, no sense of social finesse, and she can’t handle lying even if it’s for a justifiable objective.
Inflexible - Even though she is on a journey of discovery, once something takes root in her mind it is hard to change it.

Appearance
Despite being somewhat young, Jaranda is 2 meters tall. White bark and wood compose her lanky androgynous figure, with thin arms that are a bit longer than the usual proportions of other humanoids. Her hair is typically twigs with green leaves excpet for early spring, where it blossoms with purple blooms. For blood, she has a thick orange sap.

Clothing wise, it is arguable that Jaranda doesn't really need to dress herself, as she lacks the sexual features most other races hide for modesty and she obviously doesn't need to worry about insolation, yet with her objective of knowing more about the world, she found it the best to try to look as 'civilized' as she could, even if the fancy clothing she got for herself rarely stops the assumptions.

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Allegiance
Neutral. Simply put, she doesn’t even understand why races would kill themselves in wars, and doesn’t have a reason to pick one side or the other.

Abilities
♦ Arboreal Lineage
Jaranda is a tree-kind Angaria, and has many of their traits, from longer lifespans to towering heights. The most important is the bark and wood that forms her body, making for formidable defenses against many threats when united with her large body size.

♦ Regrowth
Like most Angaria, she can regenerate easily from wounds, provided she has sunlight, water, and nutrition. Most superficial wounds can be brushed off, but even more serious ones can be dealt with, albeit taking a long time to do so.

♦ Tree Shift
By taking root on the ground, Jaranda can slowly shift into an unassuming tree shape, which is not only useful to rest and heal, but also to sneak on enemies without even moving.

Strengths
A classical “Tank”, she has a great defense and considerable strength and the very sight of the towering Angaria can be enough to dissuade many from trying to mess with her and her allies.
She has a great deal of knowledge about the natural world and is often able to find good spots for foraging and camping for her friends, even if she doesn't quite need food in the same way they do.
She is hard to tire out and can make a great night watch for others.

Weaknesses
As it is expected of a tree-kind, she is slow, very slow, this is especially troublesome for groups traveling without a wagon or boat to transport her, as even if she can walk day and night without tiring, a normal human is much faster than her.
She always stands out, there is no sneaking around with a 2 meters tall tree woman, she will always grab the attention of others wherever she goes.
She is completely alienated from most civilization, having no crafting skills and lacking most of the social and cultural knowledge as well as the common sense that comes naturally to other races.

Theme Song
link

The Rise of Azure [18+]

Well, I found some time today, which I thought would be impossible. I updated Jaranda's CS so it is no longer WIP.

The Rise of Azure [18+]

I don't typically post WIP CSs, but I will be away for a day and a half and I wanted to show my interest.
About Angaria, do they age normally? I didn't know what to place so I went with the overall age range I am imagining.

Jaranda, Tree Angaria

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Nickname
Tisone
Age
She doesn't quite remember when she was born, but it has been twenty springs since she left her original family.
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Uninterested, she has no desire of reproducing right now, and romance is alien to her.
Race
Angaria

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Background
Jaranda was for most of her life a typical angaria, born as a tree-kind, she grew tall and lonely. Even though she was born to a clonal colony who dwelled in the deepest wood, she preferred to move away, to the frontiers of forests, walking along weed and flower angaria who sought safety under the shadow of the girl who towered over them even when she was a sapling.

One day, as part of a war, she saw a group of human sneaking into the forest just to be found out by another, by the end of it most of both sides was gone. Jaranda became curious about the senseless act, observing the aftermath of the battle, even as the bodies turned to bones and the swords rusted. As an Angaria, she was born with wisdom about the laws and lore of nature, though it seemed the world was much more complex than that, and she wanted to know more about it, wanderlust blooming in her heart.

It took her some time, but after consulting with less isolated angaria, learning the basics of the other races’ societies, such as clothing and trade, she left on a journey of discovery.

Personality
Calm - Jaranda has an aura of peace to her, and even in challenging situations she rarely loses her temper.
Observant - The angaria is very attentive to her surroundings and can often recall details from conversations that happened long ago.
Honest - Deceit in itself is a concept she is not quite familiar with.

Alienated - She often feels everything surrounding her is strange, and that which surrounds her shares such a feeling.
Blunt - Sometimes she is too honest, no euphemisms, no sense of social finesse, and she can’t handle lying even if it’s for a justifiable objective.
Inflexible - Even though she is on a journey of discovery, once something takes root in her mind it is hard to change it.

Appearance
Despite being somewhat young, Jaranda is 2 meters tall. White bark and wood compose her lanky androgynous figure, with thin arms that are a bit longer than the usual proportions of other humanoids. Her hair is typically twigs with green leaves excpet for early spring, where it blossoms with purple blooms. For blood, she has a thick orange sap.

Clothing wise, it is arguable that Jaranda doesn't really need to dress herself, as she lacks the sexual features most other races hide for modesty and she obviously doesn't need to worry about insolation, yet with her objective of knowing more about the world, she found it the best to try to look as 'civilized' as she could, even if the fancy clothing she got for herself rarely stops the assumptions.

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Allegiance
Neutral. Simply put, she doesn’t even understand why races would kill themselves in wars, and doesn’t have a reason to pick one side or the other.

Abilities
♦ Arboreal Lineage
Jaranda is a tree-kind Angaria, and has many of their traits, from longer lifespans to towering heights. The most important is the bark and wood that forms her body, making for formidable defenses against many threats when united with her large body size.

♦ Regrowth
Like most Angaria, she can regenerate easily from wounds, provided she has sunlight, water, and nutrition. Most superficial wounds can be brushed off, but even more serious ones can be dealt with, albeit taking a long time to do so.

♦ Tree Shift
By taking root on the ground, Jaranda can slowly shift into an unassuming tree shape, which is not only useful to rest and heal, but also to sneak on enemies without even moving.

Strengths
A classical “Tank”, she has a great defense and considerable strength and the very sight of the towering Angaria can be enough to dissuade many from trying to mess with her and her allies.
She has a great deal of knowledge about the natural world and is often able to find good spots for foraging and camping for her friends, even if she doesn't quite need food in the same way they do.
She is hard to tire out and can make a great night watch for others.

Weaknesses
As it is expected of a tree-kind, she is slow, very slow, this is especially troublesome for groups traveling without a wagon or boat to transport her, as even if she can walk day and night without tiring, a normal human is much faster than her.
She always stands out, there is no sneaking around with a 2 meters tall tree woman, she will always grab the attention of others wherever she goes.
She is completely alienated from most civilization, having no crafting skills and lacking most of the social and cultural knowledge as well as the common sense that comes naturally to other races.

Theme Song
link

Wareware wa tada betsu no sekai ni tsurete ika reta!

Agata stood still for a moment after hearing the answer to her remark on the fact someone had been talking about food and hunt. "Ah, I see. So you died as well..." was all she said, almost sounding calm, but in truth, she had been fully disarmed by his reasonable response. This made her do some self-reflection on the topic, this wasn't high school or college, it would be best if she didn't act so antagonistic to others unless they were being really disruptive.

Her question about who was to lead them was answered by the elven... man? Sure he was saying some important things, but Agata herself was a bit at shock at the contrast going on between speech and body. That was curious, she even wondered if the 'emperor' was after all an emperor, though as far as disparities of body and mind went, her focus moved entirely to the cat-woman, looking straight out of some Japanese cartoon, speaking in a very serious commanding tone.

"A pilot? Nice..." she echoed, smiling even, it was, after all, her dream career, before she was forced to go to business school. She thought about approaching the conversation but decided it was best not to, after all, she still felt alienated from her own body, perhaps later it would be better.

"Well then, no time to lose, let's see what comes next." she said to to no one in particular, before walking forward, into the portal.

White Gull [Fairy Tail Spinoff ~ still accepting!]

Azurca waited patiently after others appeared, she didn't have exactly the most presence, especially when she was in the same vicinity as such exceptional people. A third woman appeared, she had gentle looks but a serious expression, the fourth one to arrive did not have an expression, she wore a helmet, and her name was one she thought she knew, but she couldn't pinpoint from where exactly, she never paid attention to the news until recently. For some moments she was almost smirking at Zane, thinking the boy had had a certain bias towards mages of the opposite gender which was surely teasing-worthy, however, a second male figure soon arrived to dispell such assumptions, a handsome tall man who spoke in a tone Azurca would describe as cute, soon after the third male appeared, and asked a valid question to Zane.

"I would not worry too much about numbers, Catamount is not loved, and they fear most of their own mages, rarely trying to unleash their full potential. If we help each other out, we can make the difference." she told in a sweet and hopeful tone, having first waited for Zane to finish his speech.

She then joined the line to have her guild mark placed on her body, of course, since she would be stuck waiting for a short bit, she decided to bring out a bag full of pastries. "Does anyone want some?" It wasn't impossible that some could be suspicious at food being offered in such a meeting, though the fact Azurca was quick to wolf down on some fruit bread could be a strong counterpoint to such feelings.

Wareware wa tada betsu no sekai ni tsurete ika reta!

Despite the awkwardness of her body, as it was inherent to such a sudden change, Agata made quick progress through the forest. As she was about to enter the clearing she saw the shape of other humanoids, and as such, decided it was best to sneak into the area, going up a large tree and resting on its bench high above the crowd as she saw the people bellow. Many of them seemed human, while others were different, just like her, a considerable amount seemed to have had changes to their body, she could deduce that by their clothes, which were all either loose or on the verge of ripping apart, it seemed none of them had the mindset to repurpose their clothing as she had.

She continued listening to the talk below, some were amusingly silly like the woman emperor, others made her worry, such as the mention of the goddess being attacked. Finally, she had seen enough and swung down from the branch to the ground, landing among her peers.

"Why are you thinking of food and hunting? It's hardly the time for such things, mind our situation." she told the human male who had told someone else to "shut their trap"

"More importantly, which one of you sent the beacon of light? I guess we all met the goddess right? Was it you, ojika-boy?" the much smaller and way younger looking beastclan woman said, looking up at the fellow child of Earth even, talking with a mature tone in stark contrast to her physical situation.

L'Mordryn Academy

Here is my second character, mostly for a plot which will take a while to start though IC speculation could be fun, may or may not play her, its a secret ;)

Padi Genemaya, republican soldier and missing student.

Name |
Padi Genemaya
Age |
Last seen at 19, would be 22
Gender |
Female
Level/Tier |
Virtuoso, Tier II
House |
Bestia
Appearance/Attire |
Through her life she has kept a similar look, always very serious looking on her attires, usually wearing military-like dresses or sports outfit. She had light brown skin and white hair, when she arrived it was quite short but it grew longer the more she stayed in the academy. She trained every day, and as such, she grew to have a well-defined body.

Reference for body (left) and attire (right)

Reference B for ██████████

Alignment |
Vigilante, Rebel Moral

Personality/Habits |
Genemaya, or Padi as most called her, was a bit of a strange figure. Unlike most people who like to walk around in L'Mordryn on military attire, she wasn't arrogant or vain, and not only because she wasn't noble, but because she was truly humble. That said, she was very irritable towards those who stepped out of line and sometimes came off as a bit of a delinquent as she had no problem in threatening others if they were behaving improperly or being a nuisance. She was focused and talented, and although she disliked disruption, she was more than willing to help others, it also had to be said that she wasn't exactly grumpy and often she was seen smiling after she did well on a test or a battle, she seemed to be enjoying her time in the academy.

Background |
Genemaya, unlike many students, came from a republic, no noble name on her back, only her own hard work. She joined the military school quite young, liking the discipline and clear objectives they had, and as soon as she discovered her potential to be a summoner, she started to seek further education in the area. She wasn't exactly stellar, but she wasn't a push around either, she couldn't skip years with ease like a few legendary summoners, but she never failed her tests. This discipline landed her as one of the students the republic would pay to enroll in L'Mordryn, after the mediocre kids of a few officials didn't make past the tests, the relationship soured between the government and the academy, accusations of bias against their nation being thrown around, this led to the program being canceled, but Genemaya decided to, controversially, still apply for L'Mordryn instead of going back to the republic's lackluster summon school. It had hurt her that this came off as a betreyal of the republic as she merely wanted to learn what made L'Mordryn work and bring it back home.

In the academy Geremaya pretty much kept her same approach, studying hard, but the only thing worth of note during her first years was the sudden growth spur from tomboy to glamazon and the slow melting of her military recruit aloof approach to a more casual one. She won some battles and lost others, she called forth increasngly complex monsters with great effort, she got in a few fights with noisy students and then... she vanished.

It was sudden, and it happened right as the students were torn between leaving the school for summer or taking the last few extra classes. She was gone, no hint of her anywhere, no matter where others looked. Portals were assessed, searches were done in the realms her summons came from, and through summer a lot of detective work had been done to find the missing student, no clue to be found. The general consensus is that she probably suffered an accident in the trip back home, though there is no proof she even left the academy grounds.

This was, oddly, what made Geremaya such a memorable student, a talk of student rumours and occult club discussions ever since. It's not like a few students hadn't had got the short end of the stick over the history of summoning academies, but the sudden vanishing with no clues is a peculiar one.

Favorite Summons |

Karkatakam

Sometimes simple is better, especially when that simple is done at a colossal size. Karkatakam is a massive, massive crab with reinforced shell to the point even magic has trouble hurting him. Is there more to this creature? Can it walk forward? No, but its still a fearsome opponent in sheer size and dominance.

Al Miraj

An ancient order of assasin rabits, a group of up to five of these could be called in battle, bringing things much more terrifying than their cute fluff would lead you to believe. By far one of Genemaya's smallest summons, and yet one of the hardest to deal with.

Ancient manuscripts dealing with these beasts

Ultra-Adaptable Oraviere Slime

Slimes are infamous among Bestia for being hard creatures to deal with, as, obviously, they aren't exactly the smartest ones and often are mocked as budget versions of Phantasma's Mimics and elementals. A tamed slime though, is an amazing asset to any summoner, especially if they are flexible, from hammers to bikes to whales, a trained slime is the best friend of a summoner. One of the slime species that can take the most complex form was discovered by Lady Oraviere back when she was a student, which explains the name of the poor creature, though it was also known to be a stiff and stubborn creature, which made Genemaya's taming of it quite impressive.

Hamurian Lesser Sphinx

Genemaya's summon that gave her the rank of Virtuoso Tier II, even if she never had the time to fully tame the sphinx, it was still impressive to bring forth a beast of such power. The sphinxs is not only a strong bodied creature, but she is also capable in many magical arts, especially illusion and mind reading.

Hamurian Saurian Cats

In her quest to tame the sphinx, Genemaya became aquainted with this mysterious species, being one of the first summoners to properly link with them, though taming was another matter. Nevertheless, the silver scaled cats became loyal companions to the silver haired woman, and a pack of three of these was not something you'd like to meet.

Wareware wa tada betsu no sekai ni tsurete ika reta!

After her intial moments, Agata felt more... synced to her body. Albeit, it was still so awkward to move, she was very light, and kept overstepping and thinking her limbs would be in other position, after all, this diminute beast girl was nothing like the tall and trained woman she once was.

Clothes were clearly a problem, they were too big for her, and she needed a solution for that. Undressing, she looked at the quite useless suit and trouser she had, and started ripping bits apart, fully disasembling some bits and merely reshaping others, it was thankful she had sharp nails in this form. Soon, after some minutes wrapping, tying up and wraping belts, she was in an outfit fitter for her body, especially with the tail.

It was also lucky for her that her feet seemed far rougher than she was used to, because her high-heel shoes were useless and she soon saw a beacon of light, surely calling forward the heroes. She stretched some more, an action that now included swinging her tail around, and started to run towards the objective.