Dazsos

Divinity Vs Dazsos!

The great book never lied, and that's why its runes shifted so kaleidoscopically, destiny was ever changing. So entailed in the most magical of tomes, destruction of the known world. Myron, under strict orders from his master, had been sent on a quest merely to stall an individual's time by any means necessary. The situation was dire, however it was not impossible, not under the headmaster's supervision. To get Myron where he needed to be, the aid of several guilds was required.

Illiam, the legendary bowman would lend his intercontinental archery to perform the shot, firing a large arrow far away, wrapped around it was a scroll with a rift rune engraved in to it. The headmaster supplied the rune, although his student, the assassin in question, was still learning how to control such magic. Once the arrow landed in the Schrade castle's courtyard garden, what followed was an eccentric scribe's introduction.

Fingers clawed at the edges of the rune, unraveling it slowly until a hand could be seen reaching out from the arrow's side. The scroll opened up just enough for an upper torso to crawl out, having slight troubles doing so after his weight caused the arrow to fall sideways. Some petty coughing and wheezing might reveal Myron's whereabouts, however he was still a sizable distance away from what would soon become his opponent. Crawling to his knees, the scribe quickly stood upright, and padded himself down, checking his equipment for losses. A few locked spell cards had fallen out of his shirt and on to the ground, he needn't bend over to grab them, they simply floated up and in to his vest pocket. Nothing else was lost; his own magical tome was locked to his right hip, and his quill wand adorned a black cavalier hat.

At least a hundred or more feet away stood a robed figure, likely the man who would accidentally destroy the world, if Myron didn't stop him. Unsure of how to introduce himself at this point of the game, Myron did what he did best preemptive the fight, distract a fellow with social awkwardness, whilst preparing their untimely demise.

"Hey you! Uhh... wait right there! I'm an... uh... I'm a caricature artist! From the future! I've come to draw you, before you uhh... win! Win what, you might say?.." Myron was biding as much time as he could, and with every word he spoke, his dexterous hands did their work. He'd quickly unclasp his tome, and pinched the feather off his hat, he'd be doodling something in his book before end of his speech. "Well you won a... free trip... to... Aure, the flying castle of flying... sod it! To hell!" Depending on if the robed figure already made offensive measures or not, Myron would quickly turn the book to face his foe, and unleash a powerful blast from a nihil rune once dormant. His aim wasn't meant for Corban, but instead for the corpses at his feet, at this distance, where even Myron's yelling might not be heard, the disintegration beam would turn in to an explosive blast instead, which would eradicate everything in a ten foot radius, and fling debris far beyond that range.

In the off chance that Myron's opponent wasn't a nitwit, Myron was mentally preparing himself to break a vial of ink for quick cover. Normally he'd prepare more runes in advance, his tactic usually relied on traps, however the severity of this situation called for such an attack. Myron had only about five more prepared beacons of nihil in his tome, which began floating whimsically in front of him. The page that once held the rune would burn up, ash fluttered by Myron's face, as the ground once beneath his foe's feet was reduced to just that.

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Canonically, Myron's headmaster possesses an artifact that depicts destiny. So I'm just weaving in how Myron is being sent to kill Corban because Corby accidentally would have destroyed the entire world otherwise. I know it's a bit much, ey! But it's the best darn reason I can think of to make a passive character of mine commit to battle.

A powerful archer and a rift rune is used in Myron's intro, but Corban won't see any more of that throughout the battle, I assure you.

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I'm leaving some idioms that require the gravity rune untouched, only because they can still fall in to mid-tier. One is just a laser beam, which is one of Myron's only offensive spells, the second being a deathtrap rune that is difficult to create regardless. Gravity rune is practically just a vaccuum, the same effects could be produced by wind pressure, but I'll leave it out to save mind.

Now comes the real issue... making a neutral good character have a reason to kill another random neutral character. Luckily I have a good imagination, and Myron's canon story can send him off with a touch of information that might have been metagaming under any other circumstance. Hope that doesn't have you worried, he won't know anything about Corban upon their meeting.

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@Divinity
Vagueness is good for certain things, however I avoided it for Myron's profile only because there's so much he can do, I don't want people suddenly turning on me saying 'oh that wasn't mentioned!' Just because I had some sneaky hybrid spells up my sleeves.

Also, before we start - shall I lock the rift runes as well? Usually in my books, teleportation has always been a high-tier ability, so I'd understand if you want that spell gone. I prepared his sheet to fight someone more powerful initially. Rift is one of his first canon spells, however. Decision is yours!

I'll post when everything is cleared up.

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@Divinity
I've locked his control over Gravity & Space/Time. I was pretty sure I did already, because those are mainly there so he can keep up with high power tiers. I also cut out and copied his sheet back in like twice, because I was unsure of playing him, but I think he should be a fair opponent with those three runes locked? The rest of his spellset isn't as impressive. His Geomancy is low-class, and alchemy's only benefit to this fight is in the form of wisdom. If you're still having doubts, I can continue to work on the character I had in mind to fight you at first?

EDIT: I was mainly in a rush, and Myron was a completed character. He's definitely at the high end of mid-level combat, even with those runes taken out. If you're interested in facing him, I'll keep him as is - maybe take out the rift portals? Otherwise the option is up to you... I'm going to continue trying to make a roster of characters for myself to use, instead of relying on the only up-to-date ones I have.

There was a vagueness in Corban's profile, which lead me to believe Ishtalle could transform in to a magitech gun? Just the conversation earlier about it, and the broadness of her skillset. I added Myron because he's one of my only mages I see capable of handling gunfire. Although squishy, he still has a huge array of capabilities.

EDIT X2: If I finish Illiam's profile in time, I'll fight you with the elf instead.

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Full Name
⇎ Daos Assahyra ⇎

Born
⇎ Zarmid ⇎

Titles Held
⇎ High Priest ⇎

Affiliation
⇎ Nazahyra Temple ⇎

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Gender
↳ Male

Maturity
↳ 82 (?)

Sexuality
↳ Heterosexual

Race
↳ Human (?)

Eye Colour
↳ Brown

Hair Colour
↳ Black

Weight
↳ 220lbs

Height
↳ 6'4"

Birthmarks
↳ N/A

Other Features
↳ His left eye is golden.

Equipment & Valuables
↳ Staff of Ngma; Aside from the basic silk robes, pants, and straw sandals Daos wears at all times, he wears no special equipment or armour, for he feels his hardened body needs little more protection. What he does have is a weapon, the magical staff of Ngma, which is said to be an ancient artifact that was once held by a powerful deity, who governed the earth and sky alike. Wielders of the staff first notice how it weighs nearly a ton, making it an incredibly difficult item to use in combat. Daos is one of the only people across the land who trained himself solely to be able to brandish such a weapon, and has been training with the staff for over twenty years now. Ngma has the power to mitigate the weight of anything its five charms dig in to, turning it in to a maul if a boulder is attached to the staff’s end. Only at the handle will such a maul seem to weigh only one ton, even if the boulder itself weighs several. The charms are also capable of changing the direction in which the wind travels, and if swung in certain ways, that wind can become dangerously sped up, or forced still.

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Personality
↳ The teachings of the great gods have bound themselves to Daos' changeless personality. Zealous to a fault, he upholds the way of the Nazahyra, his now forgotten people, most of whom have died during the war against Calxus. If there is one trait to his personality that defies his teachings, it would be his regret, and desire for revenge. Though he would convince himself and those around him that his actions are meant to uphold the ideal of balance, between light and dark, life and death, it does not explain the hatred he still harbors deep within.

Daos' eyes are on the horizon, to which they rarely stray. He can be seen as patient, however he does not waste any time, he is constantly pursuing his goals and does not allow anything to stand between him and them. Few things can distract Daos, as he is a very focused man, he puts the entirety of his brain towards an objective, and does not allow himself to be persuaded often. Sometimes Daos can be seen as stubborn, self-righteous, or even aloof when his focus is not divided between his goals and those around him. The only concept he can multi-task on is his surroundings, given that he is a very powerful elementalist.

As high priest of Nazahyra, Daos' reserves the right to be pious and proud. Those who disbelieve in his gods have their opinions ignored outright, those who speak ill of his gods may earn the priest's preaching or blatant threat for blasphemy. As a devout follower of the old and new gods, there are many paradigms to his will; balance is important to Daos, and he believes chaos is becoming of the world in its current state. He righteously seeks to purge the world of its true evils, such as the Calxus regime's leaders, as well as the demons working behind the scenes. Daos tries to be proud and humble at the same time, but hispride often overshadows some of his other emotions, and he may let it govern his actions as well.

Talents & Powers
↳ Spiritual Enlightenment: As high priest of the Zarmidian people, Daos is highly attuned to the spirit world, allowing him to sense good and evil within a man. His spiritual aura reflects his hardened senses, and his longing to understand the earth and sky. By concentrating his spirit outwards, he is able to sense things within the earth and wind all around him, at an estimated maximum of two hundred feet in any direction. This sensory aura is disrupted in water, and weakened by fire. Daos’s aura is so powerful that it can often be felt by anyone within it.

Geomancy: Mastery over the element of earth came naturally to Daos; given his home region of Naisis was a barren waste with little else besides air, sand, and stone. Much of his powers come from hardening his own body to resemble that of his beloved earth, however he is also capable of freely manipulating earthen bodies within his spiritual aura. Daos’s skin is hardened to the point where it resembles stone, making him quite physically resilient. Knowledge of tectonic pressures and kinetic force are not unknown, and the high priest has trained himself to manipulate these forces to his advantage. The power behind just one of Daos’s punches is enough to reform steel armour with ease, and combined with his many earth-controlling spells, he is capable of forming earthquakes, landslides, and otherwise reshaping a battlefield if need be.

Aeromancy: Mastering the forces of wind was not a simple task; however it was necessary to survive in a land constantly ravaged by tornadoes and sandstorms. Over a long period of time meditated, Daos is able to stand his ground completely unmoved by tornado level winds, due to his incredible physical girth. These tornadoes can also be summoned and banished by the high priest at any moment, for he has also trained himself to subjugate the element. A testament to Daos’s constant and rigorous training regime is his wandering wind technique, which constantly pressurizes the air all around him, creating a powerful whirlwind that follows him at all times. Anyone who enters the wandering wind will either be pushed aside if they are weak, or depending on how Daos is controlling his aura, they may feel themselves being squished in to the ground or lifted in to the air.

Signature Abilities

Tectonic Rattle: Daos punches at a foe, or stabs at them with the back-end of his staff, with an attack meant to penetrate any defense. This attack applies delayed kinetic force through solid materials, of which destabilizes shortly after being absorbed by a wall, shield, or armour. The result depends on what is stricken; rocks are given a timed explosion, whilst ribs will merely shatter without any bruising of the outer body.

Let The Stars Fall Down: This ability is a hybrid earth and wind spell, requiring many rocks, or even small boulders to be hurled in to the sky, only to rain back down on the earth shortly after. Variants exist, such as replacing many rocks with one humongous hill-sized boulder, or redirecting the rocks to take on a diagonal or horizontal path. Without the Staff of Ngma in hand, Daos is unable to lift boulders weighing over five tons.

Sky Splitter: Powerful sweeps with the razor edge of the staff of Ngma are capable of sending pressurized wind blades towards an opponent at high speeds, which cut through flesh with ease, but have difficulty penetrating armours. With a stabbing motion, Daos can shoot gale bullets which can dent armours, or pierce them at closer range. Using the flat of the staff-head, Daos can entirely bat away projectiles by redirecting his fierce gales.

Wandering Wind: This ability is passive, for a fraction of Daos’s constant magical and spiritual concentrations, he is capable of surrounding himself with a powerful whirlwind. In combat, the high powered winds can be used to redirect projectiles, or completely mask his presence. Variants of this spell exist, and in a moment’s notice, Daos can transform the whirlwind in to a much more powerful tornado, or a more widespread mini-hurricane, all of which he has trained himself to walk through. More advanced whirlwinds manipulate upward or downward travelling winds, with the force to uproot trees, or make a man feel as though he is five hundred pounds heavier.

Disparity: This is one of Daos’s most powerful techniques, and was designed as a last resort defense. At a moment’s notice, the great elementalist will focus atmospheric pressure in to a small area, such as condensing his hurricane, and immediately unleashing the entirety of it in a single blast, capable of sending projectiles, enemies, and even large buildings in the immediate vicinity flying away from Daos’s location. This technique will temporarily disperse the wandering wind, and create large craters in the earth beneath Daos. There is a cooldown on this ability, for it absolutely requires a tornado or whirlwind to be sacrificed.

Bereft of Foundation: This ability can be used both offensively and defensively, and requires incredibly physical strength to accomplish. Similar to the power of his punches, Daos’s kicks can shatter stone, and crush strong armours with more ease than his fists. The technique’s name is based on a variant use which instead can send him flying in to the air, leaving only a crater where his liftoff began. Upon landing, Daos can manipulate his gathered momentum to cause incredible devastation upon a landscape, in the form of a large area earthquake.

Traits
↳ Zealous
↳ Vengeful
↳ Patient

Likes
✔: The Gods
✔: Architecture
✔: Warmth

Dislikes
✖: Blasphemy
✖: Indecisiveness
✖: Calxus

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History Synopsis
↳ The youthful years, and Daos' upbringing are but long forgotten and far in to Eraolia's past. For what amounting synopsis mankind can staple to his title, he was the high priest of Zarmid for as long as its people could remember. He appeared to be almost ageless, twenty years he would sit on that golden throne in the grand chapel, his bishops and advisers all aging as they did whilst time refused to ascertain its grasp on him. It was assumed that either Daos was an immortal being, that the god of life and death had blessed him, or that he simply learned of a powerful form of magic that stopped
his aging process.

Daos would watch from beginning to end, the war between his beloved country, Zarmid, and the militaristically advanced country to the north, Calxus. And over the many years he sat in that throne, he watched as his country fell in ruin at the hands of these northerners, and their conquest of unity. Daos saw through the lies, though, he saw that this war was not meant to unify mankind, but to slaughter them against one another. Time passed as it always did in Daos' ageless life, and soon the armies of white men would arrive at his own front door. The great chapel of Nazahyra was his home, its many priests and scholars all his family, but unlike the capitol, he was not protected by the great mountainscapes or endless deserts. They ransacked the chapel, destroyed monuments and lives, and stole what they could from the treasuries. Daos was a powerful mage, moreso than any throughout all of Zarmid, however his magic was not enough to save his men, a thousand dead Calxans at his feet were not enough, more would come.

The chapel of Nazahyra had to be abandoned, after a month's siege, and the last of his kinsmen departing from this world, Daos would be driven from his home. The only thing he would take with him was the artifact that once secured his rule over that chapel, the haronite staff; Ngma. As long as the staff was in his possession, not all was lost. Though there was still loss, enough that Daos could never forgive, nor forget. The desire for vengeance or at least justice stemmed a blackened root in the deepest sanctuary within that high priest's mind, it tapped at his conscience with every ticking moment of a clock's hand. Justice, it was all Daos ever thought about, as he traveled the world in a daze. People would come and disappear, bandits taught lessons, Calxan fleets vindictively wiped out. No matter what, Daos only found more bloodshed as long as he stayed on the continent of Vitaia.

There were other artifacts similar to the staff of Ngma, Daos knew a few of them by name. He knew they could correct all that had gone wrong in his life. Among them, two became the focus of his new life mission. First there was the Mythos Arcanum, a powerful history book said to possess control over time itself; in his hands, he could rewrite history so that his people didn't have to suffer. Then there was Dammerung, remnants of the god of death, a powerful necromantic artifact that could resurrect his fallen kinsmen, without forming a time paradox. Daos searched far and wide for these two sacred treasures...

Goals & Aspirations
↳ To obtain one of the legendary Haronite artifacts, Mythos or Damnerung, so that he may resurrect his fallen kinsmen.

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Dazsos vs Starfall

@StarfallThere you go, as requested.

I've posted the character I wish to use, hopefully he is a fair match?

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If you die in the jungle, does anyone hear your screams?

Deep in the lost acres of the Gaian Jungles, an ancient ruin lies in shambles. The trees, giant overseers of the jungle loom over a dreary and deadly swamp, infested with vicious piranhas and poisonous frogs. A strange fog looms over the marshes, making it difficult for wizards to conjure the waters, and nullifying most any other forms of magic for anyone falling in to the depths. A vast and nearly endless sea of treas and strange flora surround the swamp, while several rivers extend outwards, flowing with ankle-chewing monster fish. The fog only seems to cover the water's surface, and does not extend through the jungle.

The ruins lie at the top of a flattened mountain, sprouting out of the poisonous murk, with several means of access, such as flimsy rope bridges, and some steppes. Signs that the ancient civilization that once lived here remain as rusted or destroyed magitech parts, some of which were built for an aquaduct that now spills forth murky water. The first several layers of rock are destructible, however fifty feet deep in to the stone lies the roof of a magitech factory, which has been built to withstand incredibly powerful explosions, and is otherwise impervious to damage. Much of the exterior ruins are also indestructible, proof that whatever wiped out this city must have been powerful. Various outcrops of walls make perfect cover spots, since they will not break from gunfire or blasts, however they can be pushed down, since many of them aren't rooted deep in to the ground.

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@Divinity Oh gosh no, the sushi would absorb all the alcohol, and gummies are the worst for nutrients! I only got drunk cause I bought an extra pitcher assuming everyone would drink it, and nobody did... T_T (In this scenario, I'm nobody.)

I've concluded I'd like to use my main character, Myron Owyn against Corban. His sheet is in the character bin. If you dislike any of his abilities (he has an extensive array) tell me, and I may nerf them or argue their weaknesses.

EDIT: I'm actually still considering using an entirely different character, one who would be a bit more fair. I'm seeing a power gap between Corban and Myron with his current sheet.

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Hider

Full Name
⇎ Myron Owyn ⇎

Born
⇎ Fall Eighth, Laein ⇎

Titles Held
⇎ Scribe ⇎

Affiliation
⇎ Mystic Academy ⇎

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Gender
↳ Male

Maturity
↳ 28

Sexuality
↳ Heterosexual

Race
↳ Esti

Eye Colour
↳ Omnicoloured

Hair Colour
↳ Brown

Weight
↳ 140lbs

Height
↳ 5'11ft

Birthmarks
↳ Linear scar above right eye.

Other Features
↳ Myron's eyes change colour frequently.

Equipment & Valuables
↳ Magic Tome: A large book of a hundred or so unfinished or locked runes. Written in blood ink, the 'Account of Symbols and Stories,' Myron's personal compendium is his most prized possession. At a moment's notice, he can turn to a designated page and finish one of his many runes, giving him a means of quickly using runelore spells, which are otherwise more difficult to manage under the pressure of time limits. These quick spells are limited in size and power.

↳ Quill Wand: Part writing utensil, part wizardly channeling device, this two-foot long feather was plucked from the back of a giant raven, and inscribed with runic enchantments to act as a catalyst of magic. Written in Myron's blood ink, the wand only works for him, and allows him to channel magic with minimal strain on his own resource or psyche.

↳ Enchanted Bottles: With gateway runes engraved on the inside of each bottle, they are nearly bottomless, Myron's vials can pour forth a lake's worth of water, which he has been amassing over many years. There are a total of twenty two of these bottles on him at all times, ten are located at his waistline strapped to his belt, here is included a variety of different coloured inks. Two more are tilted sideways at either side of his hips, which hold his specialized blood-ink. Six more are strapped to his chest. The last four bottles are hidden in his utility pouch, he keeps extras because they can be used as a projectile, when they explode they release a burst of ink. After applying purified blood to each vial, and some alchemical tastes afterwards, most of Myron's vials produce a strange silver liquid, which is reflective to the eyes.

↳ Deck of Cards: Various other unfinished and locked runes are written upon a deck of seventy cards, which Myron has trained himself to be able to flick over great distances. The power of his runes are highly limited due to the size of each card, however many still serve their purpose, such as creating small explosions, or mini gravitational fluxes to deflect enemy projectiles.

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Personality
↳ Quirky is one way to describe Myron's rather unorthodox way of carrying himself. Eccentric, or straight up weird might be better words, but for now we'll say he's a very quirky individual. Jam packed with tons upon tons of useless, irrelevant, and absurd random facts and knowledge about the world, one can only question how Myron ever learned of such things. He really doesn't understand the practicality of certain knowledge forms; he could recite to you each city in a country he's never visited, yet if you ask him the order of the months, he'll be lost. Perhaps his sarcasm adds a bit of weight to his eccentricity, though it makes him very honest and upright with people, sometimes when he's annoyed he may accidentallymock people through sarcastic phrases.

Playful by nature, Myron has a friendly and adventurous side to him that often gets him in to trouble. The world is a playground, a beautiful form of art that must be experienced fully and through immersion. Myron's mind is constantly on, not a single second could pass without a stream of thoughts coming and going. On the outside he may appear calm at times, but deep down, he is submerged in an endless and chaotic thought pattern. If there's a problem he's facing, he will not be able to keep his mind off of it until he has rationed several options, solutions, and outcomes. Myron is always daydreaming.

At first, and perhaps for a while, Myron will come off as a timid and nervous individual when experiencing new things or meeting new people. Though still quite friendly, he'll often and quickly expose his more eccentric side, which makes or breaks that first encounter. As chaotic as his nature might be, Myron can be quite easygoing, modest, and patient. He is perfectly comfortable with his own inner chaos, it is however only when that confusion surfaces for the world to see, does he become skittish.

Last but certainly not least, Myron suffers from Stendhal Syndrome, which has various affects on his mental state. When subject to great forms of beauty, the young wizard experiences an increase in heartrate. Dizzy spells haunt him frequently, and there have been two incidents where he has passed out when witnessing something marvelous, once in particular when he gazed upon the book of ages. Because of this, Myron has a lot of trouble trying to communicate with beautiful women.

Traits
↳ Quirky
↳ Playful
↳ Easygoing

Likes
✔: Magic
✔: World History
✔: Adventures

Dislikes
✖: Boredom
✖: Hypocrisy
✖: Machines

Talents & Powers
↳ Runelore Mastery: A rune comes in three major categories; seals, glyphs, and marks. A seal is often used as a container of sorts, as they are used to conceal or compress something within pockets of space, or release something that was once trapped. Glyphs are the opposite, their effects are cast upon whatever it is they’re facing, and often have their own set boundaries when written. Marks effect what they’re written upon, and can generally effect an entire object made of one material, marks rarely if never effect multiple materials. Idioms are powerful rune combinations, used in synergy with the effects of multiple runes. Myron has spent much of his life studying runes, his control over them is mastery level. There are hundreds of different runes, the ones Myron memorized are...

↳ Seals:

► Rift: This sealing rune has a myriad of uses, the most common being a means of transportation. By connecting the rift with a pathing phrase, two-way portals can be created between long distances. An initial sum of energy is required to write the rune, however if it doesn’t feed on a continuous supply, it will deactivate after a day. If a path rune is not written, the rift will lead to a ‘void pocket,’ which has no gravity or air, the void can be used as a deadly trap to anyone without any anchoring abilities. (Editted unlocked with permission on the 1st.)

► Absorb: This seal is simple and deadly, for once it is written on a person, it will gradually begin to sap them of their magical and physical energies, trapping that essence in to the seal’s written word. The absorption seal can only extract energy that passes within its boundaries, however, and thus cannot sap anyone dry without multiple applications.

► Echo: Sealing sound within its confines, to be released later – this technique is useful for long distance communication. When paired with a path rune, direct telecommunication is made possible.

► Envision: This rune is more complex than it should be, however is incredibly useful when understood. By sealing a certain point of view and pathing it to another rune, this seal can be used to scout far away locations. The first rune must be written upon the user's eyelid.

► Lock: Perhaps the simplest and most widely used seal to date. Myron most commonly uses this rune in synergy with others, forcing completed runes to become dormant until the lock rune is removed. This is the only safe way to activate runes beyond reach of Myron’s quill wand. When the lock is smudged, it will break within a few seconds.

↳ Glyphs:

► Divide: Strangely named, this glyph is actually the most powerful defensive spell among Myron’s arsenal. It requires a circle to be drawn around the rune, which would then divide everything within the squared circumference of the rune from what’s outside. The ‘division’ comes in the form of an invisible barrier that cannot be breached by the corporeal. Myron himself is unable to tap in to world outside of his barrier until dispelling it.

► Element: A very popular array of runes among enchanters and wizards alike, Myron has memorized several of them. Blaze, which creates a burst of fire. Rain, which pumps out a spout of water. Sparks, which sends shocking electricity outwards. Stalagmite, which pretty much erects a mini-mountain. These runes are said to actually be portals to lands with abundant resources.

► Gravity: This rune word means exactly what it controls, gravity. If written face-up, it will suck in everything it faces directly, with extreme pressure at close range. Treading the vacuum will make any man feel twenty times heavier than they actually are. If written in an inverted fashion, the rune will negate gravity, creating a powerful anti-pressure capable of lifting grown armoured men high off the ground in an instant. (Unlocked with permission on the 29th)

► Wither: This strange rune creates a pressurized dome encompassing the squared circumference around its written area. Treading through the zone would feel similar to attempting a deep-sea dive, since pressure is heavier within the area. The bigger the rune, the more dangerous its center, since the pressure stems from there, and at a mere width of fifty feet, the core becomes a lethal trap.

► One: Once written, this rune will attune itself to its surroundings. Writing the rune is simple, and there is a trick to expanding it at will. Anyone who stands at the very center of this rune will feel as if they are one with the world, allowing greater perception of an area, or better meditation circumstances.

↳ Marks:

► Adamant: This powerful rune enchants an object’s fortitude to endure almost anything. Physical attacks bounce off the item with ease, as its edges become sharper than diamonds, and its solidity makes folded steel look flimsy. High grade adamantium weapons, and antimatter / particle altering techniques still effect on adamant enchanted items, though.

► Erode: The most common mark used by assassins, thieves, and spies. This rune seeps in to whatever it’s written upon, and deteriorates the surface, boring a hole relative to the size of the mark. There are very few substances existing that can withstand the erosion, and all of them are heavily enchanted beyond anything natural.

► Agony: Simple and effective, this mark burns whatever touches it, and hurts like hell for anyone unlucky enough to have it written upon their flesh. A sensory overload is possible if written on the base of an individual’s neck, at the back.

► Ecstasy: Think pain medication on pain medication. This mark numbs pain where it is written, and can cause full body ecstasy if written on the base of the back of one’s neck.

↳ Runic Idioms:

► Ignorance is Bliss: This combination of Ecstasy, Love, and absorption runes creates a powerful idiom when properly pathed, capable of turning your brightest pupil in to a vegetable in minutes. If written on the spine, neck, or head, this idiom will sap the victim of their ability to process new memories or thoughts properly. The simple effect? Short term memory loss, until the idiom is lifted.

► Time-Space Paradox: Wither time, erode gravity, divide from reality, and what do you get? The time and space altering rune, which can speed up or slow down time within its field of control, depending on what order its supplementary runes are arranged in. Locked

► Beacon of Nihil: Amplify gravity, and erode everything caught. This idiom is by far the most dangerous in speedy combat, for the minute it is unsealed, a powerful material-disintegrating beam of pure energy will be let loose in the facing direction. The beam will last for a second, maybe two, before the rune itself will evaporate. The laser beam can eat through metal with ease, and annihilate flesh instantly if caught within the first fifty feet, beyond that will leave searing burns, that are just as lethal if not immediately treated. The laserbeam explodes against the first thing it makes contact with after one hundred feet. The above mathematics takes in consideration that the rune is about the size of someone's head. Larger variants are much more dangerous, and smaller ones only leave burns.

► Nowhere of Importance: Combine a pressure space, nullified, and altered to only absorb from a vicinity, and you wind up with an anti-magic area of effect ability. The rune itself is immune to nullification, thus saving from self-disruption, while fully disabling any and all magic based manipulation within its boundaries. Merely standing within the area can be dangerous, as it starts to block and sap its victims of their energies.

► Eye of the Storm: Among the most important zone-controlling runes in Myrowyn’s arsenal, this technique allows him to negate the effects of one of his other runes, in a small compact space within the actual effects of said rune.

► Fountain of Youth: A complex and advanced variant of the time-space paradox idiom, this rune phrase created an area of focused power, where time is completely reverted, rather than slowed down or sped up. Requiring a lot of energy to sustain, this technique can be used to heal wounds that are otherwise impossible to remedy any other way. The Fountain of Youth cannot heal any injury dealt over a few days prior. Locked for combat reasons.

► Event Horizon: True chaos, and hell – this idiom will likely kill anyone caught inside. It is an idiom created from each and every one of Myrowyn’s most dangerous runes, threatening the entrant’s life through leeching their spirit, pressure crushing their body, eroding their flesh, and even sucking them deeper in to the zone if they’re already caught. The downfall of this idiom is how much time it takes to write, making it only truly useful as a trap, and not an in-combat technique.

↳ Aquamancy: A proficiency beyond mastery explains Myron's control over water, advancing in to some blood-magic, and cryomancy, the transformation of water in to ice. It all began when he tapped in to the art of alchemy in order to create health potions, his studies taught him the importance of water in the body, his first blood magic spells were actually means of healing people. Eventually over long spent years, he found use in altering various liquids in order to control them better, and eventually came up with a blood-infused ink that worked for any and all rune spells. The ink has been honed and amassed over several years in various magic bottles, and since it is his own blood, only himself and other more powerful blood mages are able to properly utilize it, and he always wins control over his own blood. Myron's dexterity with water magic is precise, he is able to create imagery using multiple coloured inks, between petty illusions and large scale monstrosities made of water & ink. Myron is easily able to control four to five creations at once, however the further they get from him the more difficult they become to manage. Once frozen, Myron can apply his special blood-ink to a sum of ice to enchant it, creating a myriad of artistic possibilities, which he is renown for.

↳ Geomancy: Myron cheated during all his tests in the mystic academy revolving around geomancy; he does not control the element well, but instead uses its absorbent powers to seep water in to dirt, and control mud, or vines. Creating a large mud golem, or sucking an opponent in to quicksand is the likely capacity of his earth magic.

↳ Alchemy: A versatile form of practical magic, Myron has memorized the effects of countless elements when combined, or treated under certain conditions such as heated or cooled. This knowledge lets him create various forms of mixtures, aiding in an individual's recovery, giving them a burst of energy, or the opposite effect entirely. Knowledge of Alchemy has on-spot uses, Myron is well aware of the reason behind various natural phenomenon, and can react with logic if ever trapped on the butt-end of mother nature's prodding stick.

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History Synopsis
↳ Myron's backstory is something that explains why he's so quirky and weird, compared to most human boys. He never knew how he came to be, who, where, or what about his real parents. His earliest memories he could recite were when he was a child being raised by the fairy, Terra'ma. He would come to think of this little fairy as his mother, but he was convinced he himself was still a human. The idea of being adopted wasn't so bad, many children had it much worse, because of the wars and diseases of the world. Terra'ma was a fierce and loving guardian to the boy, teaching him humility, respect for all life, and how to have fun with what he's been given. She was never very restricting, however frequently had to use force to pry him out of tight situations during his adventurous youth.

Like all children born in Tresiel, it was mandatory for Myron to attend school in the Mystic Academy where he would discover a father figure in the likes of the headmaster, a wise and seemingly ageless elf named Reio. The two would get along very well, especially considering the headmaster was the only one who taught the almost lost art of rune writing, which seemed to fascinate Myron greatly. To learn from the best was something, it made Myron appreciate and love magic, and his interest in it saw fit to seclude him from the world for long periods on end. Of course his adventures never ceased, but studying the art of magic became integral to Myron's daily schedules. You could not find the boy without a blank paper or quill, he would write down every theory, doodle, or rune idiom he could think of. He was a studious sort, and the Mystic Academy became his second home. It was also somewhere he could go when he needed to hide from his guardian mother, Terra'ma, since she was not allowed in libraries, being a fire fairy and all.

Like all men, Myron aged, he became very intelligent in the ways of the world and magic. Although the Mystic Academy had an endless array of knowledge for him to soak up, he would eventually require a real job that could pay for his survival and prolonged studies. Myron's first job was to become a wizard for the elementalists guild, where he'd use his knowledge of aquamancy and geomancy to help build aquaducts for the city, and create various sculptures to be sold to nobles. The young man took a liking to the arts, and since the city of Tresiel saw so little war, it was a perfect time to explore a cultural and artistic lifestyle. Myron found himself many jobs, as his adventurous and curious side to a liking to anything he felt was creative. His third job saw him as an alchemist under the teachings of Soldrin, a homely dwarf who ran the Artisan Union. Over the course of few years, Myron would have joined at least five different major guilds, applying himself to all of them, the last and most recent among them being the Survivalist Association. The medical corps of Tresiel was renown for its aid in the skirmishes against Lycarua, and the many diseases cured by its trained medics. Myron knew some healing in aquamancy, and could brew a good elixer, and so he thought himself a perfect applicant for the guild.

On his first real mission with the Survivalist Association, a stream of unfortunate events pushed Myron to the center of what would become a war between Laein, and the overseas country of Calxus. The original mission he was given became lost, when the village of Eucelid was attacked by a fleet of Calxan infantry. One of the leaders of the survivalist association, and a few friends he knew within the town would die before his very eyes, and he could not save them. The village would be overrun, and logically he knew he could not stay, else he himself die or be captured. The young man fled back to Tresiel, but not before being forced to kill two of the Calxans pursuing him. Having never murdered another man before, the entire conflict would put him in to a state of shock, which he is still enduring now. These events only transpiring recently. Upon returning to his port home city of Tresiel, Myron would be one of the first to bring news of the attack to Laein officials. He would have to brace himself for a war he never expected, and hardships he could never have prepared for. His peaceful life was over.

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