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Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

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Leon had spent the remainder of the battle crouched in the debris from when the dragon had sent him flying with its tail. His eyes were puffy with dried tears, his trousers stained with his own blood from the gash he had since patched up with a bit of restorative magic. The wound wasn’t that deep, so it had healed up nicely with minimal effort on his half. Meanwhile, Lorelai was still alongside Lilianna, making sure she was recovered enough before returning to Leon as per his request.

Gritting his teeth, Leon clenched his fists with such intensity his nails began to dig into the palms of his hands. Slumped over, the young mage let out a pained wince, but it was not physical pain he was feeling right now. His first chance to prove himself useful to his guild mates and he had spent most of the battle frozen up. When Marduk had dropped Felix off beside him, he couldn’t even muster the courage to help the boy through his own self pity. Luke had stopped by to pick the boy up, bringing him back to the group.

If not for the droplets of rain sending an invigorating sensation along his skin, Leon may have stayed where he was for quite some time more. Blinking, he caught a glimpse of his guild mates converging around the disintegrating dragon's corpse. Among them, he spotted Holly and Marduk. The former looked pretty worse for wear. His heart sank to the bottom of his stomach. How could he face them after failing them so spectacularly? Felix lay unconscious before the entire guild, and it was entirely his fault. He was so desperate to look useful that he ended up abandoning the only thing that was asked of him.

Now, drenched from head to toe under the sudden downpour, he would have to face the music. Raising himself from the ground, he held his codex firmly under his arm and began to approach his comrades. As he got closer, he took note of their injuries. They all got off so much worse than he did, yet they held the line. He didn’t deserve to stand among them. Once he was close enough to lay eyes on Felix’s still body, the boy’s wounds became much more apparent.
“I’m…” He choked on his own words, eyes darting between his peers. “I… I can help Felix. Please, you’ve all done so much.”

Please, let me do this for you at least.

Crouching besides the boy, a cursory glance at the amount he was perspiring confirmed him to be overheating from some unknown cause. Perhaps it was magical? Leon admittedly knew very little about Felix’s magic. For now he thought it best to proceed with his aid as normal. He first went to unzip the boy’s jacket to free his breathing of any restriction. As his hands got closer though, he felt an intense heat. His first instinct was to pull away, but Leon was determined to push through and help this kid. Taking the pain in stride, he managed to open up the jacket. Hopefully this would help him cool down a bit.

Opening up his codex, Leon lay his hands above Felix and began to channel Physick. The familiar green light swathed over the boy, pulsating back and forth along the length of his body. With less distraction, Leon’s healing worked a lot faster than it had on Grasidia during the battle. Once he had done all he could, Leon let his arms slump back down to his side with an exhausted sigh. He wasn’t sure when Felix would wake up, but at the very least he had stopped his condition from worsening. By the amount of power he had to exert just to stabilize him, it was clear things could have gotten worse if left unchecked.

All of a sudden Leon felt the familiar touch of sunlight against the back of his head, followed by an intense crash that shook him into a standing position. Fearing the dragon’s brother or cousin or something had decided to pay them a visit, his immediate reaction was to clutch the sides of his head in panic. Only for a man with a commanding, powerful voice to address the group.

Leon watched the standoff between Grasidia, Holly and this man - who would eventually introduce himself as Ajax Thera. The tension in the air was palpable. He hoped he would never find him on the receiving end of either Ajax’s or Grasidia’s intense presence. The conversation eventually came to a stop, with Ajax leaving the S Classes behind him in a stifling silence.
“Uh, what now?” Leon questioned, looking to the other guild members for direction.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

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Grasidia’s unexpected hostility had definitely caught Leon off guard, but he understood her frustrations. Despite that, he couldn’t help himself from voicing his own concerns.
“You’re one of our strongest mages, Ma’am. If we’re to stand a chance you need to be kept healthy too.” His words seemed to ring hollow, the plant mage ordering him to aid the others. At the very least she seemed a little less worse for wear than before. Leon turned to Lorelai, who was continuing to wrap Grasidia in her healing embrace just for a tiny bit of extra relief.

“Alright Lor, that’s enough.” The fairy flew back to his side, resting on the young man’s shoulder. Tucking his codex away, Leon scanned around to try and find someone else in need of his assistance. Unfortunately the battle was much too chaotic for him to get a good grasp of his surroundings. Though the sight of a young Felix rushing in to face the beast immediately drew his attention.
What is he doing?! This was bad! Holly and Marduk had specifically told him to look after Felix and he’d already abandoned the young lad. Grasidia was right - he has wasted his efforts and now Felix was in peril. He began to move forward, thinking he could try and protect the boy at the last moment. He willed his legs to move another step, but a blood curdling screech locked his muscles in place. The dragon was enraged. Fear had Leon in its grasp, Lorelai’s words of encouragement falling on deaf ears. Then the dragon readied its breath attack.

If not for Grasidia’s brambles, Leon would surely have been roasted to a crisp. Falling backwards, he took a moment to catch his breath as the heat of the flame breath lashed all around him. Had Grasidia managed to protect Felix too? He would never forgive himself if he has failed to keep him same. Once the flames subsided, Leon peaked out from behind his cover just in time to see Zenith escorting Felix to safety. What a relief. Before he had time to get comfortable, the ground rattled and warped around him - the result of the dragon’s body slamming down to the earth with immense force. The foundation of the streets around him buckled, and Leon employed a bit of quick footwork to try and stop himself from being swallowed up by debris. Jumping from large pieces of unstable ground, he made his way to a patch of earth that was relatively untouched. The decimation of Era surrounded him, but at least his friends had managed to get some good hits in on the creature. Or so he thought.

Leon couldn’t believe his eyes, the dragon was healing itself! It was hopeless to try and fight this thing. Though it seemed he had resigned himself to despair a tad too early. His allies were not so complacent as to let the beast get away with dismissing their efforts to fell it. A good portion of its face, neck and wing bloomed into sanguine thorns - a sight that sent shivers down Leon’s spine. No doubt that was Lavinia’s doing. Did blood magic have to be so unsightly?

Meanwhile Holly’s assault, cleverly taking advantage of the Dragon’s own carnage of the surrounding area, pelted the monster with chunks of rubble and debris. Wait, was that Clover being flung towards it as well? Leon watched him torpedo into the dragon before attempting to further rend its wound apart. That was definitely one way to go about it. All the while, Grasidia continued to subdue the beast with her vines, but it would seem the effectiveness of her restraints was starting to fade. That was when he saw the tail swipe heading straight for Lilianna. Damnit, in all the chaos he had failed to keep an eye out for his other guild members. He winced at the sight of the dragonslayer’s body being sent reeling from the attack.

The dragon’s tail swipe didn’t end there, continuing along its arc and heading straight towards Leon. Lorelai braced for impact, but thankfully the young mage had been given enough warning of the impending attack to pull his codex in front of him.
“Adloquium!” He shouted, the same magic circle from when he had healed Grasidia bursting forth from the flipping pages of his book. From the bottom of his feet, an array of tessellating hexagons began to solidify into a crystalline force that enveloped him in a sphere of protective magic. The shield had only just finished taking form right as the tail collided with it. The barrier shattered immediately, but had thankfully managed to absorb a good amount of force from reaching Leon. He was still flung backwards, tumbling along the streets in a messy heap. Lorelai flew to his side, beginning to heal him with her own regenerative magic.

Raising himself to a kneel, Leon pointed towards his injured teammate and issued a pressing order to his Pixie.
“Go to Lilianna! Do whatever it takes to get her back in the fight!” Lorelai hesitated not wanting to leave her conjurer in an injured state, prompting a much more forceful shout.
“Go! She’s more important than I am!” Leon was practically useless against this dragon, but he could at the very least try to keep his allies safe. He attempted to stand up, only to be met with a throbbing pain in his right leg. Crumpling to the ground, he winced whilst examining the gash along his thigh. Probably nipped it on some jagged rubble.

“I’ll be fine.” Lorelai wasn’t reassured, but she reluctantly darted away towards where Lilianna was. When she had stopped in front of her, Leon closed his eyes and began to focus his magic. In front of his face, a magic circle depicting a pair of butterfly wings formed.
“Whispering Dawn” On his command, Lorelai began to pulse with energy, twirling around Lilianna before an intense plume of pixie dust burst from all around her. In addition to her own healing magic, the additional restorative effects from her spell began to mend Lilianna’s wounds much faster than if he had relied purely on Lorelai’s embrace.

Leon watched as Felix began his assault again, only to be taken out by one of the dragon's attacks. Similarly, Zenith had a gout of intense fire breath aimed towards him. Leon grit his teeth and attempted to stand up again, but his body failed him.
“Come on! Move!” Tears welled up in his eyes. He pounded his prosthetic fist into the side of his good leg. “Move!” Unfortunately, he could not overpower his instincts right now. Everything in his body was screaming at him to run and hide, to give up and let be. No matter how hard he wanted to continue helping he just couldn’t force himself to move. How pathetic. He’d only received mild injuries and was already at the end of his rope? He started to think perhaps his guildmates should have questioned bringing him along rather than Felix. At least Felix had the guts to keep on fighting despite all odds. Through his tears, Leon looked over to Lilianna and prayed Lorelai’s efforts accumulated to something. He hated to leave Zenith and Felix without his aid, but he had to trust that the other more composed members of the group would be capable of helping them.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

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Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

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Leon remained silent whilst his guildmates debated whether or not Felix, the youngest of them, should attend the mission or not. It wasn’t as though he didn’t have an opinion on the matter, he himself did not feel great about putting a kid on the front lines. He just knew it wasn’t his place to voice such concerns. Especially since Felix, prideful as he was, really didn’t need to be lectured by a mage with not even half his level of skill and experience. To be outclassed by someone nearly half his age. How embarrassing.

Deciding he ought to change into something more appropriate, Leon began to slink away to his room when Holly and Marduk voiced their trust in Leon’s capabilities to protect the others. His stomach fluttered with both delight and trepidation.
They’re counting on me. Me. It took everything to repress a childish giggle from escaping his lips. Instead he waved his hand back behind him as he ascended the stairs - keeping his back turned as to hide his stupid grin.
“Naturally. I’ll keep you all safe.” Leon clenched his fist to his allies, disappearing down the hall with a skip in his step.

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Leon was wiping away a dead insect that had decided to kamikaze itself into his spectacles, visibly disgusted by the presence of bug guts. The trip to Era had his mind racing with so many uncertainties. The confidence he had shown to his guildmates back in the tavern was slowly fading as the sky began to turn black with thick plumes of smoke. His mind was plagued with doubts. What if he couldn’t keep it together and someone got hurt? Or worse. Despite having never seen a dragon before in his life, the history books described them as truly fierce beasts. Very few creatures boast such power as to spawn an entire group of mages dedicated to keeping them at bay.

As Era approached, Leon couldn’t help but freeze in horror at the sight of burning buildings and smoldering debris. It wasn’t long ago he called this place home. He could see some of the districts he’d frequent, now reduced to rubble and ash. If he had remained a student of Era, it could just as easily have been him fleeing for his life down there. He gulped. Bringing his palms up to firmly slap himself in the cheeks in an attempt to bring himself back to reality.
Come on man, get it together! You’re a Fenix… tear… m- His attempts to rally himself up crumbled immediately at the sheer sight of the dragon itself. It was fear incarnate, a most horrifying beast that vastly exceeded anything Leon could have imagined reading a history book.

“We have to fight that thing?!” Leon threw all composure to the wind, just as he saw Grasidia engaging in combat. Panic gripped him. She was going to get herself killed! Despite all her power, there was no way she was a match for that monster. As if on cue, Leon watched the mighty dragon’s tail swat the plant mage from the sky not too dissimilar to how Leon had been handling the bugs that flew into his face on the way here. That’s what they were to a dragon. Insects.

It suddenly became harder to breathe, the sounds of his guildmates becoming more and more distorted as the rapid beating of his heart thumped in his eardrums. He wasn’t ready for this. He couldn’t imagine he ever would be. Then suddenly, an intense gust of wind sent the leaf carriages tumbling over and Leon found himself hurtling towards the pavement - frozen in terror. He had accepted this would be how his life would come to an end, just as a thicket of vines enveloped him and halted his fall.

Leon watched as his friends jumped straight into the action without a moments’ hesitation. Clover readied himself with a strange certainty, Lilliana unleashed a barrage of Nullfire whilst Holly and Lavinia took to the skies to rain death from above. Through it all, Marduk’s voice helped pull Leon back into the moment. He heard him loud and clear. Provide healing to Grasidia. The words he and Holly had spoken to him back at the guild rang through his head. There was still so much he was afraid of, but for a brief moment he felt he had a purpose. A reason he was here with the other guild members.

“Y-yes Sir!” Leon bumbled, finally breaking free of the vines with only a slight struggle. Falling to the ground, he landed with a clumsy roll into a kneel, scanning his surroundings until Grasidia came into view. She was injured. He could help.

Pushing off from the ground, Leon began to rush towards his ally with his codex at the ready.
“I need your help Lorelai!” On cue, the familiar sphere of light leapt from the cover of his tome, darting forward towards Grasidia in the blink of an eye. The little light flew in front of the plant mage’s face before bursting into a much more serious looking Lorelai. The pixies wings began to flutter with the intensity of a hummingbird, and she darted around Grasidia in elliptical orbits while cascading a golden dust over her.

Lorelai had already begun healing Grasidia, but Leon knew she’d require more urgent care than what Lorelai could offer right now. After a few moments he arrived beside her, holding the codex in front of him.
“Please stay still while I patch you up.” Leon sounded a lot more assertive than his body language dictated, his fingers trembling and struggling to open up to the right page. Lorelai noticed his hesitation, stopping her embrace for a brief moment to flutter down to Leon’s fingers and gently clasp her hands around his thumb. He looked down at his friends and saw the reassurance in her eyes. As if she was telling him everything would be alright.

With a curt nod, Leon held his codex open in front of him while the pages magically turned to the desired spell.
“Physick” Leon uttered, a complex algorithm of various geometric shapes conjuring above the pages, boasting a resplendent green light. It was a bit hard for Leon to focus with everything going on, so his healing wouldn’t be as effective as if he was somewhere calmer. Nonetheless, the light poured over Grasidia from the tome whilst Lorelai resumed her own efforts to heal her injuries. Slowly but surely, the pain would start to ease itself as he channeled his curative magics.

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Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

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With the arrival of the other guild members, the small handful of mages which pretty much comprised the entire guild, Fenixtear took on a certain liveliness. Leon, immersed in the frivolity, chuckled at Zenith’s dismay over the state of the kitchen once Lorelai was done with it.

“Yeah yeah, when have I ever not cleaned up after their messes?” He sighed, watching as his little pixie fluttered back to the bar with a sugar cube clutched within her arms. Felix asked Leon about the guildmaster, to which he would receive a casual shrug.
“Not sure kid, you’ve probably got the right idea.” Heck, if Torys was out there finding them some work, then at least Leon might be able to earn some money to pay back his student loans. The mere thought of his accumulated debt almost made his croque madame repeat on him.

Holly made a point to scold Leon for Lorelai’s conduct, as he had been anticipating. Though he didn’t expect her to question his own training. It hardly seemed relevant and only served to mildly annoy him.
“They aren’t puppets.” Leon mumbled, turning his face away from the armoured mage. “They’re my friends. I can’t just order them around. No amount of training will change that.” He was already painfully aware that he was the weakest link of the guild; he didn’t need another reminder. And then the offer to spar was made.
“Are you messing with me?” Leon’s shoulders tensed up, turning back to Holly with a furrowed brow and clenched jaw. Though her gentle touch reassured him that her teasing was only friendly. He relaxed a little, feeling somewhat embarrassed over his reaction. His inadequacies were always a sore subject. Though before he could apologise for being a bit touchy, Torys had seemingly slipped in from nowhere and demanded the S Class’ attention.

Not long after Torys had finished speaking with Holly and Grasidia, the Guildmaster loudly proclaimed that their assistance was needed in Era in dealing with a dragon threat. Leon’s gulp was quite audible. His first large scale mission; defeating a dragon. Not to mention the cherry on top that was returning to the city that hosted his former school. How mortifying it would be to run into some of his old peers after dropping out. No doubt the elitists among them would milk the opportunity to berate him for every last drop.

Leon was hesitant, but that tinge of worthlessness that had briefly tugged at his spirit when talking to Holly spurred him to his feet. Codex at the ready, he held his finger out for his pixie to perch on.
“Sorry Lor, I’m going to need to conserve my energy for this.” Lorelai’s wings drooped down to her side at his words, but the little pixie happily complied and returned to the aether like the snuffing of a candle. When Marduk approached him about teaming up, the young man placed his fist across his chest and stood with shoulders square.

“Yes Sir, I will not let you guys down.” His eyes shifted briefly over to Holly, and then the other members of the group. More than anything, this was an opportunity to prove that he could be a valuable member of Fenixtear.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

The enticing aroma of smoked ham, caramelized cheese and butter roused Leon from slumber. Startling awake, he blinked a couple times whilst trying to adjust to his surroundings. Had he fallen asleep in the Guild Hall again? Peering down his nose to the mess of textbooks and parchment confirmed his suspicion. Clad in a white button up and trousers, he scratched the back of his head whilst taking note of the dishevelled mess that was his hair. A cursory sniff of his garments proved them to be not quite ripe enough to change out of just yet - all the better for snatching up a serving of Zenith’s cooking before it was scoffed up by other equally hungry guildmates.

First, he would need to call upon his friend.

“Good Morning Lorelai” Leon mumbled, pressing his palm to the open pages of his codex. Lifting a sphere of warm, amber light from the tome, Leon held his hand open and watched the orb unfurl into a pair of delicate, gossamer wings. Curled up in a tiny ball was his pixie companion. He silently begrudged that his own capabilities limited him to summoning only one Fae at a time - Melia would no doubt be upset that he had chosen to call upon Lorelai first. The fae stretched out her wings before greeting her conjurer with an elegant twirl. Her inhumane squeals of delight were always a comfort.

“You can play just for a little bit, okay?” Leon didn’t quite have the stamina to sustain his summons for extended periods of time - even if they weren’t using any magic.

He gazed up at the bar, only to see quite the gathering. Instincts immediately kicked in as he began to worry he’d miss out on a feed. Quick to his feet, Leon stumbled over his own footing to make his way over to a stool. Just as Zenith placed a plate down in front of him.

Smooth.

“Thanks man, I’m starved.” Careful not to burn himself, Leon pulled off a small piece and placed it to the side of his plate. Lorelai eyed it off, fluttering down beside the plate with an eagerness that faded almost immediately. Upon closer inspection the pixie had realised what Leon had offered her. Displeased with her meal, the petulant fae lifted her piece of croque madame and flung it straight into the bar shelves. She looked up at him and began mouthing off in a series of high pitched squeaks and jingles. Only one word caught Leon’s attention.

“Ah, that’s ‘sweet’ isn’t it?” He’d come to know that word pretty quick. “You want something sweet.” Before he could feel too proud of his realization, Lorelai had taken Leon’s understanding as somewhat of an invitation and taken wing through the kitchen window. No doubt on her way to investigate the pantry for some form of confection.

Looks like I’ll be cleaning the kitchen again. The clatter of a stray pot affirmed his worries.

Turning to the rest of his guildmates, Leon caught the tail end of Felix’s inquiry as to the whereabouts of the Guildmaster. He bit into his sandwich whilst watching the conversation unfold - trying not to blush at the sight of Gwen’s apparent overconfidence. Even after so many weeks, he still found it extremely uncomfortable. Thankfully Holly arrived just in time to tell her off. The sternness in her tone even sent a shiver up his spine - were all S Class Mages so intimidating? Based on his interactions with both Holly and Grasidia, the only S Class Mages Leon had ever talked to, he conclusively deemed that yes, they were.

The clang of another kitchen utensil falling to the floor made Leon tense up, hoping not to draw Holly’s ire while she was still fired up over Gwen’s misconduct.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Leon Aldehart

✦ Character Theme | Dreaming ✦

Appearance

Alternative Outfit (Casual)

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Full Name

Leon Aldehart

Age

Twenty-two

Gender

Male

Species

Human

Personality

Leon’s intellect and mind for strategy often come as a surprise to those who first meet him, because he is quite frankly a bit of a meathead. Not in an intellectual sense, but rather he acts like a typical twenty-two year old guy. He is brash and blunt and isn’t afraid to get a bit rowdy, oftentimes taking risks that are a lot more calculated than what would appear.

He can be quite smug when the opportunity to flex his brains comes around, oftentimes disparaging his guild members for failing to come to conclusions as quickly as he might - an arrogance that is usually met with a stinging cheek.

He has a lot of pride and can be very easily riled up with a few choice jeers, especially from those he admires as rivals. Being a relatively new mage, he doesn’t quite stand up to a lot of the other members of Fenixtear and this has led to him developing a bit of a playful competitive streak.

Despite his mind for tactics, Leon has yet to come into his own strengths as a mage and can become quite frustrated when he isn’t succeeding on the same level as his peers. His true talents lie in directing allies, planning out careful stratagems and protecting his friends with his supportive magics. He just doesn’t quite have the patience and real world experience for that sort of thing as of yet.

Strengths

✦ Supportive Ally: Leon's healing and supportive magics make him a valuable addition to any team.
✦ Strategist: Leon has a keen mind for tactics and is able to quickly form complex stratagems once he's got a good grasp on a situation.
✦ (Almost) College Educated: Leon is adept at deciphering magical languages from different time periods. A niche skill, but can come in handy when dealing with all manner of magical script.

Weaknesses

✦ Wet Noodle: Leon's magic is almost entirely supportive. His few offensive options are not enough to hold his own in a fight.
✦ Insecure: Leon hasn't yet learned the value of his unique skill set, instead comparing himself to other mages and feeling as though he often comes up short.
✦ Inexperienced: Despite all his strengths, Leon lacks any real experience when it comes to the tasks a mage is required to perform. He lacks the composure of someone who has spent their life honing their skills. He can't yet be depended on to follow through when it really counts.

Guild

Fenixtear

Mage Rank

C Rank

Guild Mark Location

Right Shoulder

Magic

Fae Scholar

In his efforts to decipher the Fae Codex, Leon stumbled upon the secrets of the Fae realm and the elusive creatures who inhabit it. As well as the long forgotten spells and tactics employed by a group of ancient mages known as the Fae Scholars; brilliant strategists who enlisted the aid of Faeries in combat.

Wielding potent Fae Magic enclosed within the codex, Leon specialises in assisting his allies with a slew of supportive abilities such as shielding, healing and enchanting. Additionally, he may summon Pixies from the Fae Realm to his side to assist in executing his carefully planned stratagems.

While not known for their offensive capabilities, the Fae Codex does enlist a small range of offensive magicks that the mages or yore would have used to defend themselves in a pinch.

Spell List (Fae Scholar)

Summon Faerie Companion: Leon may call upon the aid of creatures from the Fae Realm known as Pixies. Small, sprite-like Fae who exist only in the ethereal planes. As such, Pixies cannot be physically harmed - but will momentarily disperse from our realm if struck. They will return to their own realm if Leon receives critical damage.

Each unique Pixie possesses their own spells, and Leon can mentally command his companions to execute these magicks even when he himself is unable to cast spells. Though depending on the bond between the Scholar and his Fae Companions, the Pixies may cast spells of their own free will in order to see their ally well. Fae spells are channeled by the Pixie, but utilize Leon’s own magic power reserves to cast.

Leon is only capable of summoning one Pixie at a time. Changing summons in the heat of battle still proves to be quite taxing for him, so he is generally stuck with whichever Fae he chooses for the entirety of a fight.

Scathe: Fires a quick dart of malignant Fae Magic from the Fae Codex at a foe within short to mid range. Deals minor fire damage and afflicts the target with Glimmer.

Glimmer: Target’s silhouette is outlined with Faerie Fire for a short period, revealing their location even through darkness or magical invisibility.

Physick: Channels restorative magic onto a single target over an extended duration, allowing them to recover from moderate injuries. Healing effect halved whilst in combat or other high stress situations where full concentration cannot be maintained.

Adloquium: Instantly recovers minor injuries on a single target with a burst of curative sorcery. Grants the target the effect of Galvanize.

Galvanize: Projects a magical barrier around the target that is able to absorb a heavy amount of damage before dispersing.

Succor: Channels for a brief moment before releasing a radial discharge of curative sorcery that recovers minor injuries on self and all nearby allies. Grants Galvanize to each affected person, but with the shielding effect only being able to withstand moderate damage before dispersing.

Fae Contracts

The Resplendent Dawn

Lorelai Appearance

A Pixie of the Fae Realm and one of the first Fae Companions Leon learned to Summon. Lorelai is kind and nurturing in spirit, with a wicked fierce sweet tooth that often leads Leon into various expeditions across town to acquire something that might please the little fairy. She is highly receptive to Leon’s wishes when called to his side and is well versed in her own form of curative sorceries that may accompany Leon’s own in battle.

Spell List (Lorelai)

Embrace: Lorelai grants continuous regenerative properties to Leon whilst summoned. Though the healing is miniscule, it is a persistent effect that can add up over the course of a battle. Leon may command Lorelai to attach herself to one of his allies instead, granting them the effects of Embrace.

Whispering Dawn: Lorelai releases a radial blast of curative sorcery from her current location, granting significant regenerative magicks to all nearby allies for a short duration. Capable of healing moderate wounds over the course of its effect.

The Gentle Breeze

Melia Appearance

A Pixie of the Fae Realm and one of the first Fae Companions Leon learned to Summon. Melia is cheeky and mischievous, with kleptomaniac tendencies that often land Leon in hot water with his guildmates. Whilst she is fond of Leon, she is far more interested in her own entertainment and does tend to get bored if he doesn’t provide her with enough excitement. Melia specialises in enhancing her allies' combat prowess.

Spell List (Melia)

Mischief: Melia attunes herself to Leon whilst she is summoned, and will send out a malignant bolt of Fae Magic each time he strikes an enemy or casts an offensive spell. The damage of these bolts is minuscule, but can add up over the course of a battle. On Leon’s command, Melia can attach herself to an ally and grant them the effects of Mischief instead. When attached to agile and fast foes, this effect produces much more potent results as Melia will automatically adjust how fast she fires bolts based on the speed of her current companion.

Fae Wind: Melia enchants nearby allies with a gust of magic wind, significantly increasing their speed, agility and reflexes for a short duration.

Equipment

✦ Fae Codex: A magically preserved tome from an ancient civilization of mages. It goes into great depth on a race of beings known as the Fae and how Scholars of yore learned to utilize their whimsical sorcery. Written in a long forgotten language, this codex acts as the catalyst for Leon's magic. As he continues to decipher more of its contents, more Fae Techniques may become available to him.

✦ Aetherquill: Standard writing utensil. Utilizes an unnoticeable amount of magic power to draw on surfaces and in the air.

✦ Prosthetic Arm: Leon's left arm is a prosthetic forged with a magically enhanced alloy. An outdated model by today's standards, but it is highly durable and fully functioning as a substitute for his lost limb.

History

Leon grew up in a small fishing hamlet along the south-eastern coast of Fiore, about a day's travel from Hargeon Port. His father was a fisherman, his mother a chirurgeon at the local medical center. Leon’s two older brothers, Patrick and Lilothy, worked alongside their father at the docks, often taking to the seas in hopes of a good catch. He and his siblings loved the sea, spending most of their days either swimming, fishing or relaxing by the beach.

As a young lad, Leon held a deep admiration for his father and hoped to one day accompany him and his brothers on one of their treks into the limitless blue. On his tenth birthday, his wish would be granted. A family fishing trip on his dad’s boat. He could barely contain his excitement - a feeling that would last until the storm clouds rolled in from the horizon and encompassed the sky around their small ship.

Miraculously, the ship was relatively unharmed. Leon was not so fortunate. He had lost his footing whilst the ship rocked back and forth and fell into the deep abyss. Lilothy jumped in after him, a rather confident swimmer at the young age of sixteen, and was able to secure his brother to the lifebuoy - but they were not alone in the water. Leon doesn’t remember what the creature looked like, but he will never forget the struggle and the searing pain in his left arm as the sea beast made off with both his appendage and Lilothy. Despite heavy blood loss and trauma, the storm had settled enough for Leon’s family to make it back to shore and rush the boy into his mother’s clinic.

The loss of Lilothy took its toll on the family. Leon’s father was never able to work at sea again, drowning his sorrows in a constant drunken stupor. His mother became cold and unfeeling as stone, she chose to bottle everything up in order to keep her family together. Patrick ran away from home about a year later at the age of nineteen. Leon’s rehabilitation was long and painful, and the advancements of magical prosthetics allowed him to utilize a mechanical left arm that functioned just as well as his real one did.

He was housebound for a few years; partly due to injury but mostly trauma. He focussed on his academics to pass the time; it was a nice distraction from the constant memory of that day. Over time his body grew stronger, and he was able to somewhat come to terms with Lilothy’s death. Though he was never able to love the sea as he once did - in fact he now held a deep fear of it. He spent his remaining youth mostly keeping to himself with a nose tucked in a book. It was lonely, but at least he was able to better himself in some way. Watching his father deteriorate into a shell of a man was motivation enough not to follow suit. Lilothy had given his life so that Leon could live - he ought to make the most of it.

It was with that ambition that Leon was accepted into one of the top magical universities in Fiore; Era University. An undergraduate in the field of ancient linguistics, a degree he had no real attachment to but was proving to lead to many employment opportunities in Guilds. For the first two years of his studies, Leon excelled. It wasn’t until his third year when the stress and workload really began to take its toll. An upcoming assignment had him particularly vexed, leading the young man to sneak into the campus’ restricted library to hopefully give him an edge over the other students. It was here he would stumble across a dusty old Codex.

Seemingly abandoned by even the college’s librarians themselves, the dusty old tome was written in an ancient language he hadn’t encountered before. Having spent the last two and a half years of his life learning how to decipher ancient languages, Leon thought there was no one more suited to tackling the task.

What started as a mild curiosity quickly turned to obsession. Leon began flunking his classes, paying more attention to his discovery than his actual work tasks. For inside the forgotten codex lay scattered tidbits of information of creatures known as faeries and the realm they inhabited. Of course, every child grew up hearing of faeries in their bedtime tales - but to think such creatures actually existed. Leon eventually deciphered the method in which the Fae Scholars of a long lost civilization used to summon forth faerie companions to aid in battle and learn their elusive fae sorceries.

The first time he attempted to summon a fae didn’t go exactly to plan. He unknowingly unleashed a swarm of malicious pixies into the entire campus. They wreaked havoc for a solid week before the faculty was able to expel them back to where they came - leading them straight to Leon and the Fae Codex. He made up an excuse that the book belonged to his mother and he wished to decipher it as an extracurricular activity. None the wiser to his little expedition to the restricted library, and beaming with praise for the lads’ dedication to his craft, the faculty let him off easy. They warned him not to become too wrapped up in his task and that his actual studies were more important. To his credit, he made a genuine effort to put the codex behind him - but curiosity always got the better of him. After the third incident involving a wayward faerie, Leon was given an ultimatum - hand over the codex or be expelled.

Leon didn’t regret dropping out of university - his fascination with the fae codex and his newfound companions trumped any desire to achieve a tertiary education. Though he was left with a bit of a predicament. He had come to Era in the hopes of preserving Lilothy’s memory by living a life he could be proud of. Returning home would leave him in the exact place he had started. So instead he used the remainder of his savings to acquire travel to Crocus, the last place Patrick had made contact with him from. However that was quite some time ago, and despite his efforts Leon was not able to locate his brother and was instead left homeless without any money. It wasn’t easy to make an honest living in Crocus, but as fate would have it there was one way Leon could continue his studies of fae sorcery and earn a bit of coin to get by - joining a back alley independent guild by the name of Fenixtear. His last month at the guild has started to plant ideas of grandeur in his young mind - Leon Aldehart, fully fledged wizard of Fenixtear. Though he still has quite a ways to go before achieving that dream.

Extra Information

Thalassophobia: Leon has a deep seeded fear of the ocean and other large bodies of water. He becomes quite tense and anxious whenever he is around them and will almost always refuse to go swimming anywhere he can't have his feet firmly planted.

Language Barrier: Leon's Pixies are capable of understanding human speech, but they themselves only speak Fae. Leon has a very basic grasp of the language, but it is impossible for him to ever learn how to speak it himself as the phonetic components cannot be mimicked by human vocal chords.

Kiba

✦ Character Theme | Rushing Heart ✦

Appearance

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Full Name

Kiba of the Empty Blade

Age

Seventeen

Gender

Male

Species

Human

Personality

Taught not to burden others with his presence from a young age, Kiba doesn’t seem to have much of an outward personality. He comes off as very stoic and uninterested, reacting to most situations with the same relaxed glare and coy smile as always. Even when presented with something particularly confronting, the most you’ll get from him is a raised eyebrow or slight frown. He is the definition of a closed book.

Strong willed and silent, Kiba possesses a loyalty and drive that few can rival. He is a steadfast protector with a complete disregard for his own wellbeing - placing those he has sworn to defend before himself no matter the cost. His duty is all he needs to be fulfilled. He forces himself to suppress his own desires and wants due to a harsh upbringing under the Sniegow family. He has found comfort in the simpleness of his existence, and fears what would become of him if he were left to find his own reason for being.

It is easy to mistake Kiba’s social ineptitude for stoicism. Truthfully, the boy has spent so little time around actual people he just doesn’t know how to interact with them. He has become reclusive and shy, which is becoming more of a glaring issue as he grows older. He is a selective mute who struggles to get even a peep out when in any social situation despite being more than capable of speech. For those able to break through his shell, he may open up and speak to them in short, mumbled sentences.

He loves to be active and oftentimes loses his composure while training or sparring, revelling in the adrenaline of it all. He is a good sport and shows both reverence and respect to his opponents and allies alike.

Strengths

✦ Martial Poise: Years of dedicated training has honed Kiba's body into a cold, unfeeling weapon. He moves without hesitation with a certain grace and swiftness to his steps and strikes. He exerts his power efficiently with great precision and razor sharp reflexes; the traditions of the Sniegow warrior arts living on through him.

✦ Adept Swordsman: To Kiba, the Empty Blade is but an extension of his own body. While he is no master, he takes to the sword as naturally as a fish does water.

✦ Iron Will: It is quite difficult to sway Kiba from his duty. He is a very driven individual who places his mission before all else.

Weaknesses

✦ Underwhelming Strength: While not physically weak by any stretch of the imagination, Kiba's true strength relies in his finesse and the precision of his attacks. He isn't a physical powerhouse who can overpower opponents. He often needs to employ clever swordplay to win against tougher foes.

✦ Straightforward Thinker: Kiba doesn't really think outside of the box. A warrior at heart, his usual course of action is to draw his blade and settle matters with blows. Thinking beyond that is not his strong suit.

✦ Naive: There is much Kiba does not know of this world. While he does possess a modicum of common sense, he is often the victim of trickery and silver tongued charlatans. Gullible to a tee, he is pretty easy to mislead provided you tailor your words to fit his current goal.

Guild

Fenixtear

Mage Rank

A Rank

Guild Mark Location

Right Pectoral

Magic

Empty Sky Form

A Holder Magic channeled through Saint Shiva’s Empty Blade, a katana imbued with Ice Magic that is said to freeze anything it cuts. Drawing the blade itself will drain the wielder of their magic power over time, but allows them to create and manipulate ice to enhance their swordplay.

Spell List

Frostbite: When drawn, the Empty Blade will begin to freeze anything it slices. This affects inanimate objects quicker than it does people. Causes the target to move and react slower, the effect increasing the more Frostbite is built up on them.

Ice Blade: Conjures blades of ice at various sizes, angles and distances. Can be launched as projectiles.

Crystal Slash: Empowers sword strikes with ice that extend the range and cutting power of the Empty Blade. Can be used with the blade sheathed but will not build Frostbite if used in such manner. These slashes can be launched at foes at a distance.

Permafrost: Delivers a sword slash with the drawn Empty Blade, causing targets afflicted with Frostbite to become Frozen.

Frozen: Target is trapped in ice, unable to take any movement action for a brief period. Ice will melt at the end of the effect, leaving them unharmed. Targets afflicted with higher amounts of Frostbite are trapped longer.

Shatter: Sheathes the Empty Blade, shattering the ice around any Frozen targets for heavy damage.

Dual Ice Strike: Strikes twice in a wide arc before the caster in quick succession. The first slash applies Frostbite whilst the second applies Permafrost.

Snow Flower Storm: An Iaijutsu technique that delivers a series of weak slashes to the target that rapidly applies Frostbite before sheathing the blade. Possessing such speed that the wielder appears to never draw their blade.

Blizzard: An Iaijutsu technique that strikes a target with Permafrost before sheathing the blade to Shatter any Frozen targets. Possesses the same bewildering speed of other Iaijutsu techniques.

Empty Sky Form - Winter’s Riposte: An Iaijutsu technique that has the wielder assume a defensive stance. If struck by any physical attack, the wielder will dash through their target with a heavy Permafrost slash before sheathing their blade to Shatter them.

Driving Frost: An Iaijutsu technique that has the wielder gather energy whilst their blade is sheathed. After a brief moment, the energy is released in a long ranged, ninety degree Frostbite slash in any direction.

Diamond Frost - Axe: An Iaijutsu technique that has the wielder gather energy while their blade is sheathed. Cleaves a moderate area around them with a Permafrost slash.

Empty Sky Form - Heavenly Moon Strike: An Iaijutsu technique that has the wielder slicing through their opponent with a quick, mid ranged dash. Applies Permafrost.

Equipment

✦ Saint Shiva's Empty Blade: A relic of the now lost Sniegow clan, this enchanted Katana of Ice once belonged to Shiva Sniegow. Practically a figure of myth, enshrined in Sainthood for giving her life to protect the infant heir of the Gospel family from a Devil. The blade is made of what the Sniegow refer to as Perfect Ice, enchanted to never melt or break as well as freeze anything it cuts. The Blade also possesses the ability to absorb power from Devil Magic, fueling the wielders own spells with cursed magic.

✦ Ceremonial Tanto: A dagger used in the initiation of young warriors into the service of House Gospel. Kiba received this dagger when he completed his trials under Master Tsume. He was to present it to Gwendolyn Gospel so that she may draw blood from him and accept his pledge of lifelong servitude. He always has it concealed on his person, but out of reverence refused to wield it against his foes. The only blood to be drawn from the dagger is to be his own.

✦ Pan Flute: A simple wind instrument for passing time on the road.

History

An orphaned street urchin with no past or importance to anyone. Taken in by the Sniegow clan, a branch family of the devil hunting Gospel clan, and given the name ‘Kiba’ - Fang. His upbringing was unconventional to say the least, for the Sniegow hold a proud lineage of servitude to the Gospels. Their members are taught from a young age that they are simply tools to be used and disposed of as the main family desires. The man who took him in, Tsume Sniegow, raised the boy himself to become a steadfast guardian for the rightful heir of the Gospel family. Kiba met Gwendolyn many times in his youth, but was never once permitted to interact with her. Yet he knew that one day she would be the person he’d swear his sword and life to.

Having known no other life, Kiba took to his bestowed purpose with great ambition and resilience. The training under Tsume was intense, pushing the young boy to the brink many times. Yet each time he fell, he rose again. The Fang of the Gospel clan. He grew enamored with the concept. Though his life would always be worthless and he himself nothing more than a weapon, his existence would serve to further the influence of his lady. Tsume, well past his prime, bequeathed to Kiba a relic of the Sniegow; Saint Shiva’s Empty Blade. A blade of pure frost once wielded by a warrior most true and faithful - one who bent the knee to the Gospel clan generations ago. During his thirteenth year, Kiba had begun to take on the final trials of his arduous training. Once complete, Lady Gwendolyn would have her loyal Fang.

The trials, while grueling, proved surmountable by the young man who had spent years intensely honing his skills. Yet there was little time to savour his well earned victory. Upon returning to the main estate to be formally offered to his lady, Tsume and Kiba were met with a most gruesome sight. The entire village, ravaged by demons. The bodies of the main family were scattered across the estate, torn to shreds beyond recognition. It was to be assumed that the young heiress and her sister also perished with their family.

To not die protecting the main family was the greatest dishonor a Sniegow could suffer. The joy and pride that had welled up inside Kiba turned to ash and sank to the bottom of his stomach. Everything he had been preparing for was simply gone. Tsume spoke often of the great shame he felt in his pupil, that perhaps if he had worked more diligently then he would have been ready sooner. Maybe he would have been able to protect Lady Gwendolyn and her sister Astoria. Or at the very least, offer his worthless life up so that they may live. A tool with no hand to wield it is of little use to anyone, afterall.

Despite his shame, Tsume continued to train Kiba over the coming years. He had no main family to serve, but it was all the two of them knew. The young Fang threw himself into his warrior arts with more intensity than he knew he possessed. More than anything, he regretted his own weakness. The desire to grow stronger so that he may one day be of use to someone as he was always supposed to. This is what fueled him. He would become a weapon without parallel, cold and unfeeling with the drive to do what must be done. Or at least, that was the plan.

Tsume grew sick, and Kiba’s training was put off so that he may better take care of his master. After several months of treatment it became clear that he would not conquer this ailment. Now facing the prospect of being left alone, Kiba almost succumbed to sorrow and doubt. Then, a miracle happened. Gwendolyn and Astoria, pictured on the front page of a magazine. They were alive and well; guild wizards of all things. Kiba, unable to contain his excitement, went straight to his master. He showed him the photos. He read him the article. He began to make plans to journey with Tsume to Crocus once his master became well. Tsume told him that there would be no need. Too much time had already been wasted. Kiba had a duty to uphold. He ordered the boy to pack his things and head to Crocus on his own. Reluctant to leave behind his ailing master, but unable to refuse his words, Kiba left Tsume behind to his fate and made his way to Fenixtear in the hopes of finding his lady and finally taking his place as her loyal Fang.

Extra Information

✦ Nameless: Children trained under the Sniegow Family are not permitted to take the family name. They are given a title that reflects their life's purpose, and only once it has been fulfilled are they permitted to bear the Sniegow name proudly. Kiba means 'Fang'. In essence, his name reflects his purpose as a vicious guard dog of Gwendolyn Gospel.

✦ Selective Mute: Kiba can talk, but he often chooses not to. This is generally a byproduct of severe social anxieties as well as his harsh training under the Sniegow that aimed to dehumanize him.

Irene Winchester

Full Name

Irene Winchester

Age

Twenty

Mage Rank

D Rank

Magic

Archive

Description

Irene attends Era university as a student of Archive Magic, a highly sought after skill in modern day Fiore. The oldest of four sisters and heiress to one of Fiore’s top magic tool companies; Winchester Designworks. Her family is new money, and as such has not yet adopted the mannerisms one would usually associate with the upper class. Irene’s father, Nathaniel Winchester, stands apart from other entrepreneurial types by his strong, family oriented ideals and affordable products that don’t skimp on quality. His company is built upon the belief that all citizens of Fiore, regardless of their social class, should have the same access to technology. He has become somewhat of a pariah among his competitors by forcing the market to adjust to meet the high demand of Winchester Designworks products.

Irene is sweet natured and respectful, with more wit to her than what meets the eye. She’s grown up with a great admiration for her father and has picked up on his own mannerisms when handling shrewd business dealings. Even though she holds no ill will against her family, at Era she has made a point to try and stand out from her father’s reputation. There are many who begrudge her for her upbringing, claiming her place at Era was bought and not earnt. Irene lets her intellect and sharp tongue disprove these naysayers.

Leon was just beginning his second year of university at Era when he met Irene whilst volunteering at a meet and greet for new students. The two became fast friends, with the potential for their relationship to become more intimate. Unfortunately, Leon grew distant in the months that lead to him dropping out. His side project took up all his free time and he barely spoke to Irene. She was really hurt when he decided to leave without so much as a goodbye.

Despite it all, Irene makes a point to keep in contact with Leon and relishes in stories of his adventures as a Fenixtear mage. The spark between them may have been snuffed out, but she is happy for the new path Leon is on.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Leon Aldehart

✦ Character Theme | Dreaming ✦

Appearance

Alternative Outfit (Casual)

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Full Name

Leon Aldehart

Age

Twenty-two

Gender

Male

Species

Human

Personality

Leon’s intellect and mind for strategy often come as a surprise to those who first meet him, because he is quite frankly a bit of a meathead. Not in an intellectual sense, but rather he acts like a typical twenty-two year old guy. He is brash and blunt and isn’t afraid to get a bit rowdy, oftentimes taking risks that are a lot more calculated than what would appear.

He can be quite smug when the opportunity to flex his brains comes around, oftentimes disparaging his guild members for failing to come to conclusions as quickly as he might - an arrogance that is usually met with a stinging cheek.

He has a lot of pride and can be very easily riled up with a few choice jeers, especially from those he admires as rivals. Being a relatively new mage, he doesn’t quite stand up to a lot of the other members of Fenixtear and this has led to him developing a bit of a playful competitive streak.

Despite his mind for tactics, Leon has yet to come into his own strengths as a mage and can become quite frustrated when he isn’t succeeding on the same level as his peers. His true talents lie in directing allies, planning out careful stratagems and protecting his friends with his supportive magics. He just doesn’t quite have the patience and real world experience for that sort of thing as of yet.

Strengths

✦ Supportive Ally: Leon's healing and supportive magics make him a valuable addition to any team.
✦ Strategist: Leon has a keen mind for tactics and is able to quickly form complex stratagems once he's got a good grasp on a situation.
✦ (Almost) College Educated: Leon is adept at deciphering magical languages from different time periods. A niche skill, but can come in handy when dealing with all manner of magical script.

Weaknesses

✦ Wet Noodle: Leon's magic is almost entirely supportive. His few offensive options are not enough to hold his own in a fight.
✦ Insecure: Leon hasn't yet learned the value of his unique skill set, instead comparing himself to other mages and feeling as though he often comes up short.
✦ Inexperienced: Despite all his strengths, Leon lacks any real experience when it comes to the tasks a mage is required to perform. He lacks the composure of someone who has spent their life honing their skills. He can't yet be depended on to follow through when it really counts.

Guild

Fenixtear

Mage Rank

C Rank

Guild Mark Location

Right Shoulder

Magic

Fae Scholar

In his efforts to decipher the Fae Codex, Leon stumbled upon the secrets of the Fae realm and the elusive creatures who inhabit it. As well as the long forgotten spells and tactics employed by a group of ancient mages known as the Fae Scholars; brilliant strategists who enlisted the aid of Faeries in combat.

Wielding potent Fae Magic enclosed within the codex, Leon specialises in assisting his allies with a slew of supportive abilities such as shielding, healing and enchanting. Additionally, he may summon Pixies from the Fae Realm to his side to assist in executing his carefully planned stratagems.

While not known for their offensive capabilities, the Fae Codex does enlist a small range of offensive magicks that the mages or yore would have used to defend themselves in a pinch.

Spell List (Fae Scholar)

Summon Faerie Companion: Leon may call upon the aid of creatures from the Fae Realm known as Pixies. Small, sprite-like Fae who exist only in the ethereal planes. As such, Pixies cannot be physically harmed - but will momentarily disperse from our realm if struck. They will return to their own realm if Leon receives critical damage.

Each unique Pixie possesses their own spells, and Leon can mentally command his companions to execute these magicks even when he himself is unable to cast spells. Though depending on the bond between the Scholar and his Fae Companions, the Pixies may cast spells of their own free will in order to see their ally well. Fae spells are channeled by the Pixie, but utilize Leon’s own magic power reserves to cast.

Leon is only capable of summoning one Pixie at a time. Changing summons in the heat of battle still proves to be quite taxing for him, so he is generally stuck with whichever Fae he chooses for the entirety of a fight.

Scathe: Fires a quick dart of malignant Fae Magic from the Fae Codex at a foe within short to mid range. Deals minor fire damage and afflicts the target with Glimmer.

Glimmer: Target’s silhouette is outlined with Faerie Fire for a short period, revealing their location even through darkness or magical invisibility.

Physick: Channels restorative magic onto a single target over an extended duration, allowing them to recover from moderate injuries. Healing effect halved whilst in combat or other high stress situations where full concentration cannot be maintained.

Adloquium: Instantly recovers minor injuries on a single target with a burst of curative sorcery. Grants the target the effect of Galvanize.

Galvanize: Projects a magical barrier around the target that is able to absorb a heavy amount of damage before dispersing.

Succor: Channels for a brief moment before releasing a radial discharge of curative sorcery that recovers minor injuries on self and all nearby allies. Grants Galvanize to each affected person, but with the shielding effect only being able to withstand moderate damage before dispersing.

Fae Contracts

The Resplendent Dawn

Lorelai Appearance

A Pixie of the Fae Realm and one of the first Fae Companions Leon learned to Summon. Lorelai is kind and nurturing in spirit, with a wicked fierce sweet tooth that often leads Leon into various expeditions across town to acquire something that might please the little fairy. She is highly receptive to Leon’s wishes when called to his side and is well versed in her own form of curative sorceries that may accompany Leon’s own in battle.

Spell List (Lorelai)

Embrace: Lorelai grants continuous regenerative properties to Leon whilst summoned. Though the healing is miniscule, it is a persistent effect that can add up over the course of a battle. Leon may command Lorelai to attach herself to one of his allies instead, granting them the effects of Embrace.

Whispering Dawn: Lorelai releases a radial blast of curative sorcery from her current location, granting significant regenerative magicks to all nearby allies for a short duration. Capable of healing moderate wounds over the course of its effect.

The Gentle Breeze

Melia Appearance

A Pixie of the Fae Realm and one of the first Fae Companions Leon learned to Summon. Melia is cheeky and mischievous, with kleptomaniac tendencies that often land Leon in hot water with his guildmates. Whilst she is fond of Leon, she is far more interested in her own entertainment and does tend to get bored if he doesn’t provide her with enough excitement. Melia specialises in enhancing her allies' combat prowess.

Spell List (Melia)

Mischief: Melia attunes herself to Leon whilst she is summoned, and will send out a malignant bolt of Fae Magic each time he strikes an enemy or casts an offensive spell. The damage of these bolts is minuscule, but can add up over the course of a battle. On Leon’s command, Melia can attach herself to an ally and grant them the effects of Mischief instead. When attached to agile and fast foes, this effect produces much more potent results as Melia will automatically adjust how fast she fires bolts based on the speed of her current companion.

Fae Wind: Melia enchants nearby allies with a gust of magic wind, significantly increasing their speed, agility and reflexes for a short duration.

Equipment

✦ Fae Codex: A magically preserved tome from an ancient civilization of mages. It goes into great depth on a race of beings known as the Fae and how Scholars of yore learned to utilize their whimsical sorcery. Written in a long forgotten language, this codex acts as the catalyst for Leon's magic. As he continues to decipher more of its contents, more Fae Techniques may become available to him.

✦ Aetherquill: Standard writing utensil. Utilizes an unnoticeable amount of magic power to draw on surfaces and in the air.

✦ Prosthetic Arm: Leon's left arm is a prosthetic forged with a magically enhanced alloy. An outdated model by today's standards, but it is highly durable and fully functioning as a substitute for his lost limb.

History

Leon grew up in a small fishing hamlet along the south-eastern coast of Fiore, about a day's travel from Hargeon Port. His father was a fisherman, his mother a chirurgeon at the local medical center. Leon’s two older brothers, Patrick and Lilothy, worked alongside their father at the docks, often taking to the seas in hopes of a good catch. He and his siblings loved the sea, spending most of their days either swimming, fishing or relaxing by the beach.

As a young lad, Leon held a deep admiration for his father and hoped to one day accompany him and his brothers on one of their treks into the limitless blue. On his tenth birthday, his wish would be granted. A family fishing trip on his dad’s boat. He could barely contain his excitement - a feeling that would last until the storm clouds rolled in from the horizon and encompassed the sky around their small ship.

Miraculously, the ship was relatively unharmed. Leon was not so fortunate. He had lost his footing whilst the ship rocked back and forth and fell into the deep abyss. Lilothy jumped in after him, a rather confident swimmer at the young age of sixteen, and was able to secure his brother to the lifebuoy - but they were not alone in the water. Leon doesn’t remember what the creature looked like, but he will never forget the struggle and the searing pain in his left arm as the sea beast made off with both his appendage and Lilothy. Despite heavy blood loss and trauma, the storm had settled enough for Leon’s family to make it back to shore and rush the boy into his mother’s clinic.

The loss of Lilothy took its toll on the family. Leon’s father was never able to work at sea again, drowning his sorrows in a constant drunken stupor. His mother became cold and unfeeling as stone, she chose to bottle everything up in order to keep her family together. Patrick ran away from home about a year later at the age of nineteen. Leon’s rehabilitation was long and painful, and the advancements of magical prosthetics allowed him to utilize a mechanical left arm that functioned just as well as his real one did.

He was housebound for a few years; partly due to injury but mostly trauma. He focussed on his academics to pass the time; it was a nice distraction from the constant memory of that day. Over time his body grew stronger, and he was able to somewhat come to terms with Lilothy’s death. Though he was never able to love the sea as he once did - in fact he now held a deep fear of it. He spent his remaining youth mostly keeping to himself with a nose tucked in a book. It was lonely, but at least he was able to better himself in some way. Watching his father deteriorate into a shell of a man was motivation enough not to follow suit. Lilothy had given his life so that Leon could live - he ought to make the most of it.

It was with that ambition that Leon was accepted into one of the top magical universities in Fiore; Era University. An undergraduate in the field of ancient linguistics, a degree he had no real attachment to but was proving to lead to many employment opportunities in Guilds. For the first two years of his studies, Leon excelled. It wasn’t until his third year when the stress and workload really began to take its toll. An upcoming assignment had him particularly vexed, leading the young man to sneak into the campus’ restricted library to hopefully give him an edge over the other students. It was here he would stumble across a dusty old Codex.

Seemingly abandoned by even the college’s librarians themselves, the dusty old tome was written in an ancient language he hadn’t encountered before. Having spent the last two and a half years of his life learning how to decipher ancient languages, Leon thought there was no one more suited to tackling the task.

What started as a mild curiosity quickly turned to obsession. Leon began flunking his classes, paying more attention to his discovery than his actual work tasks. For inside the forgotten codex lay scattered tidbits of information of creatures known as faeries and the realm they inhabited. Of course, every child grew up hearing of faeries in their bedtime tales - but to think such creatures actually existed. Leon eventually deciphered the method in which the Fae Scholars of a long lost civilization used to summon forth faerie companions to aid in battle and learn their elusive fae sorceries.

The first time he attempted to summon a fae didn’t go exactly to plan. He unknowingly unleashed a swarm of malicious pixies into the entire campus. They wreaked havoc for a solid week before the faculty was able to expel them back to where they came - leading them straight to Leon and the Fae Codex. He made up an excuse that the book belonged to his mother and he wished to decipher it as an extracurricular activity. None the wiser to his little expedition to the restricted library, and beaming with praise for the lads’ dedication to his craft, the faculty let him off easy. They warned him not to become too wrapped up in his task and that his actual studies were more important. To his credit, he made a genuine effort to put the codex behind him - but curiosity always got the better of him. After the third incident involving a wayward faerie, Leon was given an ultimatum - hand over the codex or be expelled.

Leon didn’t regret dropping out of university - his fascination with the fae codex and his newfound companions trumped any desire to achieve a tertiary education. Though he was left with a bit of a predicament. He had come to Era in the hopes of preserving Lilothy’s memory by living a life he could be proud of. Returning home would leave him in the exact place he had started. So instead he used the remainder of his savings to acquire travel to Crocus, the last place Patrick had made contact with him from. However that was quite some time ago, and despite his efforts Leon was not able to locate his brother and was instead left homeless without any money. It wasn’t easy to make an honest living in Crocus, but as fate would have it there was one way Leon could continue his studies of fae sorcery and earn a bit of coin to get by - joining a back alley independent guild by the name of Fenixtear. His last month at the guild has started to plant ideas of grandeur in his young mind - Leon Aldehart, fully fledged wizard of Fenixtear. Though he still has quite a ways to go before achieving that dream.

Extra Information

Thalassophobia: Leon has a deep seeded fear of the ocean and other large bodies of water. He becomes quite tense and anxious whenever he is around them and will almost always refuse to go swimming anywhere he can't have his feet firmly planted.

Language Barrier: Leon's Pixies are capable of understanding human speech, but they themselves only speak Fae. Leon has a very basic grasp of the language, but it is impossible for him to ever learn how to speak it himself as the phonetic components cannot be mimicked by human vocal chords.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

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