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HOLY NUTS I WAS A MEMBER OF THIS WEBSITE FOR 8 YEARS?!?!
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I'm back, probably.
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its been a week and i still dont feel 24...

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Lord Yuki Blakesly Hisakawa


Today was the day. The first day Yuki was going to finally be a teacher at the Institute. The thought of teaching the younger generation (a generation he's still part of, although he didn't think too much of it) filled Yuki with excitement. He began to think of the many artistic talents some of these students may have. Perhaps the most of them would be interested being a part of his Art Club! Of course, he'd have to ask if any of the students are interested after the orientation. How could he advise a club if he doesn't even have a president, after all?

Yuki had set up his classroom the day before, and today, he has returned from one of his art exhibitions. He had already been acquainted with the other staff members, and today, Yuki felt a bit mischievous. He figured since, while his name was quite famous, his likeness really wasn't known to anyone who didn't know him, so he could pose as a student, at least for the time being.

Yuki approached the group of youths as he listened in on the awkward faux pas said by one of the bigger students to the currently relaxed looking female student.

and cue the appropriate sound effect.

After the big wallop, Yuki approached Johnathan, raising a hand. He should defuse the situation before it gets any serious, after all.

"I would love to have some hot coffee with you," the slender, young figure had replied with a gentle, but elegant sounding voice, a hint of British in their accent. "Although if it's fine with you, I'd much prefer a cup of tea."

@Azereiah
Bradley Drake, Jr.


A strapping young lad in a blue coat strutted rather clumsily towards the field, damn these sea legs, too far to hear the others, but close enough for him to be in eyesight. He held a piece of parchment in one hand, a crudely drawn map, as well as a compass in his other hand. The expression he had on his face was one of perplexed emotion. It's as if he was expecting something, but it isn't here... He stopped, and began to think.

"I'm lost, ain't I?" The lad asked himself, scratching his head. "No, that can't be right..."

It couldn't be right. If there's anything he's more confident about than his skills at sailing, it's definitely his skills at navigating. He's sure he didn't make a mistake as bad as reading his map upside down. Hell, now that he looks at it, he can't even tell which way is North on this bloody map. While his father, the great Bradley 'Brad' Drake Sr., was accomplished in many things, drawing a map wasn't one of them. The lad had wished he had a map drawn by his mother, who actually knew how to draw very well, even in the most terrible of storms.

If only she were still here...

Bradley Drake Jr., the strapping young lad in the blue coat, the son of two accomplished channelers and sailors, the boy who was born at sea, was lost in a strange, new land...

Bradley crumpled the parchment in his hand as a strained expression washed over his face. His wobbly legs crumpled down, bringing him to his knees as he threw the crumpled map to the ground. He took a deep breath, before he raised his voice so loud, the others were able to hear clearly...

"WHERE ON NEPTUNE'S DEEP BLUE ARSE AM I?!"
I'm beginning to suspect that I am in a different time zone than all y'all.


That's definitely true for me xD
So who wants to mentor Bradley? eheh
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Two things. First: I would argue that he's technically more of a Wavecaster, just one whose managed to take his power to its logical conclusion and pull as many potential abilities out of it that he possibly could. They way he uses his power reminds me a bit of Crocodile from One Piece in that way. Second: why does he need the horn?
@tipssyCalibrator


1. That make sense

2. The horn is more of an artsy thing. His main theme is art, after all. What really happens is he freezes the air above him to create the volley of arrows. So in actuality, the horn is both an artistic sort of thing AND a mini-distraction
And here is my take for a mentor character. I'm sorry if he's a bit OP, but I did take some time to balance him. If he's too young for his capabilities, I'd understand, although he's supposed to be around the age of the students. He's sorta a prodigy character, y'know?

and he is 100% male. I'm sure of it. Absolutely sure. I think...

Added a few little details to Bradley's personality. I also added a little personal thingy at the end to explain his tendencies in general
@JaceBeleren

I did a bit of research while looking for spells my character could cast, and there were a few Orzhov Vampires. I also found this while doing some research

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Eiher way, I understand if you prefer too keep consistency with the lore, and my character can work perfectly fine without being a vampire ^_^
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