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Fire Emblem: Sunken Flames

Kavius the Commoner

Kavius(Cav-e-is) Hishamie

Inventory

Outfit = (A) 1 long sleeve, black, cloth tunic. Doesn't protect against much but it does feel amazing to wear.
(B) 1 light blue wool pants
(C) A pair of light brown leather shoes
(D) 1 sheath and longsword
(E) 1 waist bound pouch = Money, small wrapped up string, an even smaller pouch with orb shaped candy inside.

" - In the meantime, the king has asked that our citizens provide shelter and aid to the refugees fleeing their home as we could only hope they would for us."

Ha! Kavius thought to himself that he had no actual home, so the prospect of having to share a humble abode with refugees was easily dismissed. True, it was sad that so many people were displaced due to circumstances outside of their control. On the other hand....It had nothing to do with him! Kavius raised the apple he had purchased earlier to his mouth and took a bite, keeping his left hand on the hilt of the sword he had placed on his left hip. Kavius did not believe himself a master of the sword, or any other weapon he had some experience in for that matter, but he believed he knew enough to get himself through whatever would come his way. Not to mention......Kavius turned his head slightly and took only a moment to take in his companions appearance. Breathtaking, Quick with a jibe, excellent companionship, Samara had all the right qualities in Kavius's eyes to travel with him. He preferred going wherever the wind took him, and some time ago the wind took him and Sam to Faroth - En.

Faroth was nice enough, Kavius supposed, and it was not as if there was a stream of constant threats at all sides. For the time they had spent here, Kavius and Sam had gotten into less scrapes than they had before arriving on the islands. Some days they spent trying to make easy money, other days they would laze around much to the disgruntlement of Sam, and some days they would even train. Kavius had learned plenty from his mentor in the art of fighting but truth be told had yet to be in too many life or death struggles. Fights were not uncommon, and even at times fights with their weapons drawn and ready to use, but Kavius and Sam had been more than enough to deal with most of whatever came their way. Only a handful of times have they retreated due to the fact they had to and not because Kavius became bored of their current engagment. When they tired of the long day the duo fell back into deep slumber, sometimes in inns, sometimes wherever they dropped.

After Kavius finished listening to the announcer, he began to ponder his next course of actions. He did not have anything planned for the day, if anything Sam was probably going to drag him out for more training. Kavius did not hate to train most days, in fact when he put his heart into training he always felt that he would learn a bit faster than others. But today he did not feel like putting in all of that effort. Kavius turned back to Sam and his face lit up like a over eager child.

"Sam..Sam listen. I know what we're gonna do today."

Kavius drew his sword out of his sheathe and raised it high.

"Sam, we are gonna be heroes that get paid. Like a lot of money.....and save people sure.....but also get paid."

Fire Emblem: Sunken Flames

Kavius the Commoner

Kavius(Cav-e-is) Hishamie

Male/ 19/ Heterosexual * Commoner/ Free spirited/ Inquisitive

History

Hailing from the island of Airi, Kavius had never known his father in any way but had a truly wonderful mother as a result. The two would spend the first ten years of Kavs life travelling wherever they chose to go, sleeping wherever they laid their heads at night. Mary Hishamie was very resourceful, having been a hunter in her past, and would care for Kavius the best she could. Unfortunately some of her bad habits would be implemented into Kav from such a young age. Only doing what your personally interested in, napping in strange places, and possibly be more curious than even the cat would be. From the time Kav could start understanding words and speaking he wa staught the necessary things to know when living on the road. Normally f Mary was interested in something, Kav would be right behind her as he was enamored by his mother. He believed her to be the smartest and bravest women in the world, always thinking he would have his mother as company on the road for the rest of his life. Illness would take her life shortly after Kav turned ten, after an unfortunate and unlucky adventure thw two of them had went through, and he wa sleft on his own for the better part of three years.

It was then that he would meet the man he would only know as "Mentor". A tall, strong, soldier looking man who would take Kav on as his apprentice pretty much against Kavs will. Mentor found Kav one day siting on the side of the road, alone, sleeping in a sitting up position. When the man woke Kavius up and asked him what he was doing, Kav proceeded to try to ignore him. This only made the man more curious and would continue to pester Kav for the next few hours of the day. After a failed escape attempt from the man, Kav was surprised when the stranger stated he was impressed with his escape attempt. How he was quick, smart, and seemingly alone out here. The strange stated that since he himself had recently found himself with a lot of free time and Kav seemed too young to be alone that he would stick around and show him some things that would help Kavius live the way he did but a lot more comfortably. The Mentor and Kav would form a close bond, becoming more father and son then master and apprentice, as mentor would spend the next two years of Kavs life teaching Kav how to think outside the box, the basics on several several different subjects, and how to live life on your own. Mary taught Kav how to feed and water himself, how to build shelters and such, Mentor taught Kav to thrive. After two years of this, Mentor would disappear one morning without a word.

Kavius would use this departure from his mentor as the reason to set out and live life in whatever way he chose. Spending the last number of years learning under mentor had prepared him after his mother died, but now Kavius believed he was ready to not die a horrible death if he got into a jam. At least he hoped. The years went by and Kavius had stayed on Airi for two reasons. One is because he had very little money and knew very little on how to proceed next. The second reason was simple. He wasn't done with Airi yet! By the time Kavius was a bit he had been able to amass a decent amount of money due to finding odd jobs from people an saving away, sleeping outside, finding his food rather then paying. Kavius did pay occasionally for books which he would then lose himself in reading before trying to sell it later. Life had its somewhat more unpleasant times. Kavius had been the victim of people attempting to steal from him and even take his life. Through a lot of trial and error Kavius learned how to fight as well. As such it happened that one day he happened to pass by a group of mean ganging up on a single person in an alley. Normally if it had been something a little more fair there was a chance he would just keep walking, but that seemed a little unfair. He quickly ducked through alleyway, and quickly incapacitated the first. Quickly the other men followed swift in the jaws of unconsciousness. Kavius held out his hand to the fallen women, and with a smile he asked "Hi Im Kavius. Are you hungry too? I know a place with great spaghetti."

He treated the women to Spaghetti as promised, and as he too was hungry he also ordered spaghetti. Kavius attempted to conversate in between bites, and was delighted to hear another travelers stories. After the delicious meal was over, Kavius said his goodbyes and went on his way. Only to be followed by the interesting young lady, in which not a word was said about. Kavius didn't mind this new companion on his journey to explore.

Skills & Fighting Capabilites (Current and Up to Date)

Personal Ability - Discipline : Doubles the rate of experience gained through combat.
Skill Abilities -
Class Abilities -

The Coven of Briarwood Community College

Hey guys! It's been about two weeks now, who's in favor of keeping the posting order? :)

@Laser Kiwi

No issues here.

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Kyle

Kyle Hishamie

All three women were brought before the local magistrates and interrogated for several days, starting on March 1, 1692. Osborne claimed innocence, as did Good. But Tituba confessed, "The Devil came to me and bid me serve him." She described elaborate images of black dogs, red cats, yellow birds and a "black man" who wanted her to sign his book. She admitted that she signed the book and said there were several other witches looking to destroy the Puritans. All three women were put in jail.

Kyle knew he had been wrong to have such an outburst, he knew but he chose to give in to his temper. Now he could barely keep both eyes open, with the pain he felt behind each one. He could feel his nose trickle once more and it felt like his mouth had no moisture in it. Kyle clasped his glass of water in both hands and took quick sips of his water. He felt embarrassed but knew this was better than straight up chugging water with the way he felt. But Kyle actually wanted a stiff drink at this point. Now everyone was talking about...powers and rats and glowing arms. He felt what he felt and was honest when he spoke previously in his outburst but....why was he here then? If all of this lead to something more mysterious what part did he play? Could he do something unique too? He felt shitty enough to where he must have done something, Kyle concluded in his head.

Kyle tried to answer Elysia but could not put enough effort into coherent thought. Pain was something he thought he was used to but this was something different. When he felt a weird pain earlier it had passed quickly, but as of now Kyle felt no better. Kyle wanted to go to the restroom to check out his condition with his own eyes, but could not stand up at the moment. Kyle said nothing and continued to drink water.

Fire Emblem: Sunken Flames

Kavius the Commoner

Kavius(Cav-e-is) Hishamie

Male/ 19/ Heterosexual * Commoner/ Free spirited/ Inquisitive

Personality

Simple. Naïve. Mediocre. Selfish. To be called those words and worse can be a somewhat tiring occurrence in everyday life. To Kavius the name calling and slander were nothing more than an everyday occurrence at one point in his life. Kavius for the first art of his life would remain a lethargic child, and would at times only pat attention or put in effort when he felt inclined. While some would buckle under the weight of social scrutiny by those closest to him and from those most distant Kavius would choose to become embolden the very acts that were used to try to bring him down, namely the insults and at time physical abuse from his family and such. He wished for nothing more than to live life at his leisure. He was also fine with facing the repercussions of his actions should they merit any. Kavius tried his best to face most situations with a smile on his face and a hand stretched out before him. That is, when he truly wants to. To be told what to do on a constant basis by someone he can't stand, to do something he did not want to and especially if he felt it was wrong on a deeper level. This was the height of what Kavius could not stand. So Kavius made the decision early on in his life that when he wanted to go out and explore and adventure he would and wouldn't let anyone stop him. When he wanted to relax and take it easy, he would do that as well even if he needed to be alone to do so. Very sure of himself, very headstrong, Kavius would often run into things without thinking things through first. As Kavius would say it life is too short to stop at every road block. If he was to truly be selfish by doing what made him happy in the moment, Kavius was fine with that He has a heart of gold, even if its clouded at times.

History

Hailing from the island of Airi, Kavius had never known his father in any way but had a truly wonderful mother as a result. For the first part of his life Kavius lived on the road with his mother, Mary. Kavius was always willing to help his mother, but was seen as cold or lazy when it came to other people, as he had a tendency to brush off others immediately. He would not lift so much as a finger most of the time when others on the road or those in small encampments they occasionally stayed in at times would ask for assistance and instead find a nice shaded area to lay down in. Kavius had been seen helping younger children retrieve their misplaced toy, or helping an elderly with something heavy though. Then Mary would return to Kavius and it was as if he was a different person. At one point Mary divulged a secret to Kavius, that his father was a nobleman from far away. He had been unfaithul when he sired Kavius with Mary, so no one could know.
At the young age of twelve Kavius would lose his mother to a bandits cruel knife. A simple mugging on the road gone wrong, yet it could have gone so much worse. As Kavius sat next to his mothers broken corpse, a passerby with a heart of something less solid than metal would encounter the unfortunate two as he travelled. He helped Kavius bury Mary, then allowed the kid to follow him as he went. As they went Kavius was taught several helpful things such as identifying edible plants and bugs, how to catch water and clean, basic survival things in general. As the years went by, this helpful father figure would see signs that Kavius was capable of such much more. That basic survival like the way they had lived was such a barrier for Kavius. especially since they never entered large gathering areas of people. As such he decided, as Kavius turned sixteen, they would go their separate ways. It was a tearful goodbye, but in doing so it would allow Kavius to do what he truly wanted to do. Explore not just Airi, but the world. The old man knew he wouldn't make it far outside Airi, hell no reason to think he would make it the next few years here. He originally was a mercenary, unbeknownst to Kavius, and would continue in his old ways of fighting until he fateful demise a year later.
Kavius would use his departure of his mentor as all the reason to set out and live life in whatever way he chose. Spending the last number of years learning under mentor had prepared him after his mother died, but now Kavius believed he was ready to not die a horrible death if he got into a jam. At least he hoped. The years went by and Kavius had stayed on Airi for two reasons. One is because he had very little money and knew very little on how to proceed next. The second reason was simple. He wasn't done with Airi yet! By the time Kavius was nineteen he had been able to amass a decent amount of money due to finding odd jobs from people an saving away, sleeping outside, finding his food rather then paying. Kavius did pay occasionally for books which he would then lose himself in reading before trying to sell it later. Life had its somewhat more unpleasant times. Kavius had been the victim of people attempting to steal from him and even take his life. Through a lot of trial and error Kavius learned how to fight as well. As such it happened that one day he happened to pass by a group of mean ganging up on a single person in an alley. Normally if it had been something a little more fair there was a chance he would just keep walking, but that seemed a little unfair. He quickly ducked through alleyway, and quickly incapacitated the first. Quickly the other men followed swift in the jaws of unconsciousness. Kavius held out his hand to the fallen women, and with a smile he asked "Hi Im Kavius. Are you hungry too? I know a place with great spaghetti."
He treated the women to Spaghetti as promised, and as he too was hungry he also ordered spaghetti. Kavius attempted to conversate inbetween bites, and was delighted to hear another travellers stories. After the delicious meal was over, Kavius said his goodbyes and went on his way. Only to be followed by the interesting young lady, in which not a word was said about. Kavius didnt mind this new companion on his journey to explore.

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I don't believe ya, believe it.

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Kyle

Kyle Hishamie

Following the trials and executions, many involved, like judge Samuel Sewall, publicly confessed error and guilt. On January 14, 1697, the General Court ordered a day of fasting and soul-searching for the tragedy of Salem. In 1702, the court declared the trials unlawful. And in 1711, the colony passed a bill restoring the rights and good names of those accused and granted £600 restitution to their heirs. However, it was not until 1957—more than 250 years later—that Massachusetts formally apologized for the events of 1692.

Elysia. Kyle believed it was possible that she was similar to himself, in the way that they both would rather keep to themselves.
She would seemed to speak through her electronic, yet she bared not a single scar or any type of physical injury to the neck or throat area. Her lips.....Kyle rolled his own eyes, forgetting he was around people when having these thoughts that he kept to himself, AND remembered that he would rather be alone most of the time he himself could not deny that he still was human. Her lips showed no sign of injury either so it was possible, Kyle concluded, that the reason why she used her electronic to speak rather than using her voice was due to a purely personal reasons. Maybe she didn't like people either? Kyle sighed to himself. Kyle reminded himself mentally not everyone is like him. He was curious as to what she was drawing though. Since she was sitting next to him would it be rude to peer?

Val. Kyle almost dismissed her right away due to her origin. The clear and distinct Russian traits that shined brightly like a diamond that is her face we're almost a sight that made Kyle turn. It isn't as if there really truly was a specific reason for Kyle to wish to get away from the Russian as soon as possible, Kyle had previous encounters with the Russians during his time in the army. True battle and Hell was not unfamiliar to Kyle and more than once it was the face of a Russian that had been attempting to send Kyle to true Hell. Kyle knew that individuals we're not to be hated for their country mans actions, especially military ones when she was just a civilian. As was himself now, Kyle had to remind himself mentally. He could not shake the feeling of distrusts though. She simply....seemed too....well she was a giant freaking puppy and there was no way, in Kyles mind, that an athletic Russian wasn't up to something. Kyle made a mental note that he would need to make mental notes on her activity and jog them down later. Even better, Kyle believed if he truly meant it when hen decided he wanted to try being social again even if it was just a little then the answer was obvious. He needed to workout and she most definitely did. A good workout together would show her true colors. Or at least show him the kind of person Val was hiding. Much harder to pretend while trying to hold something heavy or out of breath With workout equipment or during a long run.

Kalama. Rowan. Sweet as sugar.....and sweet as a grape. Kalama was just so simply full of energy and enthusiasm that Kyle refused to have an opinion of her. In the nicest way possible. He simply thought that he should wait to learn more about her, at a later time. After all he wasn't psychic or anything. Kyle used his right index finger and thumb to rub the base of his nose, a type of tell or tick he had. It wasn't anything serious. Just something he ended up doing by seeing another do so. Rowan was....nice as well. It was clear through a toned body, specific muscles that were more worked out than others, and just overall posture and swagger that he had military training. If he had to guess....He would guess first Navy, then Marine if wrong. Kyle could also see Rowan was like him in a way, in the way that meant he had seen or done something he would rather not have. Obviously he wouldn't know what until he asked.....but Kyle didn't truly care one way or another. The way his niceness was on display clearly meant they coped in different ways, Kyle prayed they wouldn't be roommates. Kyle then realized he had not been to his dorm yet, since it was only that he had to move out of his apartment by today. Kyle believed saving money was important since he didn't have a job.

Caleb. Seemed like a fighter. Kind of like a douche. But not an overall horrible man. Kyle has met plenty of self made men who act exactly like Caleb, and Kyle could appreciate anyone who took their life in the direction they themselves wanted. Again, this person seemed like if Kyle was ever in the mood to spar Caleb would be a perfect sparring partner. Kyle hated fighting with a passion but even he had to admit that hitting something could feel good on occasion.

Kyle squeezed his right fist closed, jolting Kyle out of his own thoughts. So far everyone had been friendly in their own way and it also seemed like everyone had been wanting to stay a group. Kyle could feel the pull beneath his very ribs, the allure of these people and what this group could mean for him and what it would represent. NO! This also felt very wrong to Kyle, the pull and the allure, the easiness that came to be to simply meld with the group. He had not felt an urge to be in a group like this for a long time, and he refused to believe that this was something natural. The weird dreams, the strange headache, this magical yet indescribable sensation he felt disturbed Kyle greatly. They were classmates sure, but they weren't the entire class and they all were very different from each other. It truly was unnatural. Suddenly without a sound Kyle right nostril let out a single bead of blood that spilled down to his upper lip but did not drip. Kyle felt incredibly pissed off, at himself, at the group, at anything really. His body tensed up and his face showed clear unpleasant discomfort, and as he spoke now to the whole group Kyle kept his hands on the top of his knees. I'm going to take a moment to speak. Sorry for interrupting, but doesn't anyone else here question this? Isn't anyone else here concerned, or alarmed, that complete strangers just happen to... Kyle stopped midsentence, there was a pain behind his right eye again and his left eye, and he finally noticed his nose. Kyle quickly used a napkin to wipe his nose, somewhat embarrassed but holding steadfast to his opinion. His head felt like a warm oven but Kyle persevered.

With his sudden burst of anger now passing and exiting his body, a flood of contempt with himself replaced what he had been feeling. It isn't as if he had suddenly yelled or made a scene, but speaking up so suddenly and in a loud enough voice to be heard by all was something unfamiliar to Kyle. Little did he know however he had used his power to Suggest the feelings of concern or alarm to appear in those who heard him. Or at least those within his range and who could be affected. After a few silent moments and a swig of water Kyle continued.

I'm sorry if I startled anyone, it's just.......well......look I know we all just met but.....well..., Kyle sighed already over his inability to speak socially, Look...I've been having dreams I can barely remember. I..I have had this weird knot in my chest..since basically class started. I am a man of logic and reason and weird shi...stuff keeps happening. So at this point, I am willing to believe...that...at least..at least one of you guys have been experiencing something similar. Please tell me I am crazy.

Kyles could almost believe there was a legit oven that had been yeeted into his skull at this point. The only reason Kyle could sit upright at the moment was due to his sheer military powered will and the fact that he kept insulting himself mentally to keep himself from showing too much pain on his face. He truly believed that this group had done nothing wrong but it was time to get to the bottom of this. Kyle believed with all his heart something weird was happening, but if he was wrong and was dismissed from the group as he deserved he could simply leave and act like it never happened. Kyle settled his thoughts and finished speaking, curious as to what was going to happen next.

Fire Emblem: Sunken Flames

Black Eagles for life. All hail the Empire.

The Coven of Briarwood Community College

Goodbye Kenshi! I will miss you, and I hope we can continue to RP on another occasion you beautiful person.