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L'Mordryn Academy

Eric Williams

Name:
Alias: Eric Williams
Real name: Arden Whitfield

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Level/Tier: Adept, Tier 2 (A2)

House: Phantasma

Appearance/Attire:
At 6' with an average but tightly well muscled build, black hair and green eyes, Eric is on the generic side of pretty. The young man wears simple dress clothes; a white button-up, black vest, tie, boots and pants. Eric also has a couple of overcoats for varying weather conditions. For more strenuous activities, Eric trades out his vest, tie & button-up for a black double breasted military jacket over a white tee shirt. Eric typically carries an Estoc at his hip. In addition, He also wears a plain silver locket inside his shirt that can only be unlocked from the inside, requiring a spectral summon to open it.

Alignment: Narcissist (Neutral Impure) / Idealist (Neutral Moral)

Personality/Habits:
Eric is a torn individual, half of him yearns to be the boy that was; carefree, curious about magic and ignorant to the machinations of the high society he'd been born into. On the other hand he's an embittered and jaded young man; hellbent on avenging his family and restoring their name, or at the very least dragging those who destroyed it down to hell with him.

Outwardly this manifests as a polite, friendly, but coldly calculating persona. After all, Arden's going to need all the help he can get taking on one of the top "noble" families. Still, Eric will throw himself into social events, officially organized or not, to both find potential allies and distract himself from his grief.

Background:
Eric Williams is an orphan boy who was raised on the homestead of Sir Wilhelm Branwan, an aging knight. The venerable warrior and his close friends have plenty of stories about a younger Eric to make the straight-laced young man thoroughly embarrassed. And real. Which is exactly what Arden Whitfield, to sole surviving member of the Whitfield family would like you to think.

A bit of a black sheep, Arden was the first spirit invoker in his family, with everyone else having been a member of House Dracona. Still, the Whitfield's weren't about an unexpected surprise ruffle their feathers. As soon as Arden demonstrated the gift, his parents hired a private tutor for him to begin cultivating his talent at once. The young man's childhood was an idyllic and isolated affair, spent communing etheric beings and learning for learnings sake, blissfully ignorant to the dark underbelly of the high society he'd been born into.

At the age of 13, Arden's parents introduced him to high society. While the formal events and all the new faces were certainly exciting, the boy still preferred a quiet life of study. Little more than a year later, everything went to hell. A rival family had his father and older sister, Randall and Vera Whitfield, framed for treason. They were tried, found guilty and executed. The family estate and much of it's holdings were seized, leaving Arden and his mother, Eleanor Whitfield, with next to nothing. The day after the eviction notice arrived, Sir Wilhelm Branwan, an old friend of the family quietly came by to check on Arden and his mom only to find the boy to staring at Eleanor's corpse, his mother having committed suicide the night before.

Quietly taking the poor boy in, Sir Branwan enabled Arden Whitfield to disappear, the boy only having made a handful of major public appearances. In the weeks that followed Arden was consumed by grief and rage. Until one night when his emotions hit a fever pitch and he accidentally summoned something, something he possibly shouldn't have. The next morning, Eric Williams was born for a single solitary purpose; to avenge the death of his parents. In the 4 years since then, Eric has trained and studied relentlessly, hellbent on turning himself into the tool to exact his goal. Eric has only recently moved to attend L'Mordryn Academy, aiming to find allies in his quest and to finalize his training.

Favorite Summons:

"The Raven"

Simply referring to it as "the raven", this is what Arden accidentally summoned on that fateful night. The being in question is no less than a Greater Demon of Vengeance. Their relationship is a strenuous and somewhat odd one as the Demon is as much summoned by Eric as Eric is possessed by the Demon. While their bond is rock solid, the sheer intensity of it makes it difficult for Eric to maintain any other summons. Given the nature of what it is "the raven" is a powerful combatant, even more so when it's actively possessing Eric; squaring their combined combat potential. While the Demon could choose to take on any appearance, it chose a raven to serve as a constant and painful reminder to Eric of why he's fighting; Vera Whitfield's favorite animal was the raven.

Schedule + Clubs

7:30am - 8:30am | Breakfast

8:45am - 10:30am | 1st Session - Lady Lestrelle - M/P. Nothing like a little mental stimulation first thing in the morning.
10:45am - 12:30pm | 2nd Session - Sir Dra'den - P/B. From theory to practice.

12:45pm - 1:45pm | Lunch

2pm - 3:45pm | 3rd Session - Free - typically used for a mid-day nap followed by a warm up for whatever Lady Freyjah has planned.
4pm - 5:45pm | 4th Session - Lady Freyjah - P/D

6pm - 7pm | Dinner

7:15pm - 9pm | 5th Session - Sir Lestrelle - P/B
9:15pm - 11pm | 6th Session - Free - social or study, friends (& more importantly allies) need to be found.

11:30pm - 7am | Dorms Closed

= = =

Saturday:
Military - Early morning
Realm Exploration - Late morning

Sunday:
Skirmishers' - Early afternoon

Notes: Sir Branwan

Sir Wilhelm Branwan is supposed to be semi-famous. Born a commoner, a decorated veteran, retired as a high-ranking NCO, got knighted for bravery on the battlefield, whole 9 yards.
Currently lives out in the boonies on a property received with his knighthood. Known as a bit of a curmudgeon and social recluse. shows up to high society events once in a blue moon.

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The start of something.

"The Edge"

Name:
Alias: Eric Williams
Real name: Arden Whitfield

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Level/Tier: Adept, Tier 2 (A2)

House: Phantasma

Appearance/Attire:
At 6' with an average but tightly well muscled build, black hair and green eyes, Eric is on the generic side of pretty. The young man wears simple dress clothes; a white button-up, black vest, tie, boots and pants. Eric also has a couple of overcoats for varying weather conditions. For more strenuous activities, Eric trades out his vest tie & button-up for a black double breasted military jacket over a white tee shirt. Eric typically carries an Estoc at his hip. In addition, He also wears a plain silver locket inside his shirt that can only be unlocked from the inside, requiring a spectral summon to open it.

Alignment: Narcissist (Neutral Impure) / Idealist (Neutral Moral)

Personality/Habits:
Eric is a torn individual, half of him yearns to be the boy that was; carefree, curious about magic and ignorant to the machinations of the high society he'd been born into. On the other hand he's an embittered and jaded young man; hellbent on avenging his family and restoring their name, or at the very least dragging those who destroyed it down to hell with him.

Outwardly this manifests as a polite, but coldly calculating persona. After all, Arden's going to need all the help he can get taking on one of the top "noble" families. Still, Eric will throw himself into social events, officially organized or not, to both find potential allies and distract himself from his grief.

Background:
Eric Williams is an orphan boy who was raised on the homestead of Sir Wilhelm Branwan, an aging knight. The venerable warrior and his close friends have plenty of stories about a younger Eric to make the straight-laced young man thoroughly embarrassed. And real. Which is exactly what Arden Whitfield, to sole surviving member of the Whitfield family would like you to think.

A bit of a black sheep, Arden was the first spirit invoker in his family, with everyone else having been a member of House Dracona. Still, the Whitfield's weren't about an unexpected surprise ruffle their feathers. As soon as Sebastian demonstrated the gift, his parents hired a private tutor for him to begin cultivating his talent at once. The young man's childhood was an idyllic and isolated affair, spent communing etheric beings and learning for learnings sake, blissfully ignorant to the dark underbelly of the high society he'd been born into.

At the age of 13, Arden's parents introduced him to high society. While the formal events and all the new faces were certainly exciting, the boy still preferred a quiet life of study. Little more than a year later, everything went to hell. A rival family had his father and older sister, Randall and Vera Whitfield, framed for treason. They were tried, found guilty and executed. The family estate and much of it's holdings were seized, leaving Arden and his mother, Eleanor Whitfield, with next to nothing. The day after the eviction notice arrived, Sir Wilhelm Branwan, an old friend of the family quietly came by to check on Arden and his mom only to find the boy to staring at Eleanor's corpse, his mother having committed suicide the night before.

Quietly taking the poor boy in, Sir Branwan enabled Arden Whitfield to disappear, the boy only having made a handful of major public appearances. In the weeks that followed Arden was consumed by grief and rage. Until one night when his emotions hit a fever pitch and he accidentally summoned something, something he possibly shouldn't have. The next morning, Eric Williams was born for a single solitary purpose; to avenge the death of his parents. In the 4 years since then, Eric has trained and studied relentlessly, hellbent on turning himself into the tool to exact his goal. Eric has only recently moved to attend L'Mordryn Academy, aiming to find allies in his quest and to finalize his training.

Favorite Summons:

"The Raven"

Simply referring to it as "the raven", this is what Arden accidentally summoned on that fateful night. The being in question is no less than a Greater Demon of Vengeance. Their relationship is a strenuous and somewhat odd one as the Demon is as much summoned by Eric as Eric is possessed by the Demon. While their bond is rock solid, the sheer intensity of it makes it difficult for Eric to maintain any other summons. Given the nature of what it is "the raven" is a powerful combatant, even more so when it's actively possessing Eric; squaring their combined combat potential. While the Demon could choose to take on any appearance, it chose a raven to serve as a constant and painful reminder to Eric of why he's fighting; Vera Whitfield's favorite animal was the raven.

🔵 Venture Academy - Superhero School. (Always accepting.) 🔴

Dex' Schaffner
Location: V.A. Blue Team Meeting Hall
Interactions: @Moyai, Anyone

Their eyes & hair changed to a rather intense shade of teal for the purpose of the event, Dex' yawns and stretches, propping their feet up on a desk. "Having an outrider is always useful. Alex, how fast and mobile are you with your power? Depending on how things pan out, I can see relying on you to get captured flags back to base." While not familiar with the detailed ins and outs of Alex's power, Dex' liked to make a point of keeping abreast in what her peers and potential squad mates were capable of. "I'll probably be of the most use in my standard combat form, serving as the center point front-liner for the squad." Dex' says, one arm briefly morphing into their combat form, shirt sleeve an all, before morphing back to 'normal'. "So, what's everybody else bringing to the table?"

This is looking good. Vanguard squad, if a little weirdly named for a defensive unit, is looking solid for protecting the flag, so all we have to do is make sure to capture the red flag... Dex' thinks to themselves as they look over their assembled fellow students.

Project Griffin

Tanya Aleinikov

With her position concealed in the cloud of smoke, Tanya shifts around the log before popping out of the smoke cloud to flank the preoccupied Saurian. The overgrown chicken in question, still dazed from the grenadiers' earlier flashbang and distracted by the dud grenade from moments later failed to notice Tanya repositioning until too late. Taking a clear clear shot through the trees, the Ex-Sergeant lays the Saurian out with a hail of bullets.

Moving up, Tanya briefly confirms the corpse before fully returning her attention to the fight. {One over-grown chicken down. Let's mop up the rest and get what we came for before they can get any reinforcements out here.}

Project Griffin

Tanya Aleinikov

Moments earlier:

Watching over the wrecked convoy, Tanya tenses as she hears the quiet snap of a branch behind her. Who's watching our back?... shit. The Ex-Sergeant wonders for a moment before whipping around as all hell breaks loose. Morgan's shouted warning was heard, but not really processed as the heavy weapons specialist's attention is squarely focused on kicking back the Saurian currently trying to eat her for lunch. Kicking the overgrown chicken back, Tanya fires her LMG from the hip, as at this range accuracy wasn't exactly an issue.

Driving the Saurian back with a hail of bullets, Tanya throws herself over to the other side of the log she'd been using for cover. {Flashbang out and smoke on me to reposition.} She announces, one hand lobbing a flashbang towards the Saurian she'd just engaged, the other popping a smoke grenade at her feet.

🔵 Venture Academy - Superhero School. (Always accepting.) 🔴

Dex' Schaffner
Location: Venture Academy
Interactions: Open to Anyone

The pickup had gone off without a hitch, a squad car having arrived within a few minutes to recover the would-be thief and Dex'. A ten minute car ride followed by a twenty minute debrief and half-hour air-car lift delivered Dex' back to the academy grounds in good time. With the morning's hero work taken care of, the shapeshifter had plenty of time for lunch before any afternoon activities.

Having shifted back into their casual form, Dex' heads into the sprawling multi-level "food court" and makes for their favorite spot; World Cuisine. One of the smaller and less frequented restaurants, what World Cuisine lacked in specialization, it made up for in diversity. The place primarily offered three things; Build your own "pizzas", sandwiches, & rice bowls. During the colder months they also carried a pair of rotating soups, one vegetarian, the other not. On top of that, W.C. carried an eclectic mix of craft sodas and hard ciders for those of age. No Pepsi or Bud Light here.

Stepping into the small restaurant's interior, Dex' grabs a seat at the bar and orders their usual; a rice bowl with black beans, sauteed mushrooms & onions, shredded chicken, sharp cheddar and Italian seasoning.

Project Griffin

Tanya Aleinikov

With a click, Tanya's LMG runs dry. Taking a quick moment to relocate to the other end of the fallen tree before reloading. Ready to go, the grenadier rests her LMG on the log, ready to react to any enemy movement. {On overwatch.} Tanya quietly states over comms. {Their backup should be inbound by now. Keep an eye out for for more bogies.} She adds as an afterthought, more for the benefit of the greener members of the unit than anything else.

🔵 Venture Academy - Superhero School. (Always accepting.) 🔴

Dex' Schaffner
Location: New York City
Interactions: None

Late Morning

"Move, MOVE! Venture Hero, coming through!" Dex' shouts trying to weave through the throng of people crowding NYC's sidewalks in pursuit their target; a measly jewelry thief. It was a woefully inadequate use of someone with their kind of powers, Dex' thought to themselves, but somebody needed to be on call to lend a hand and the suspect had been listed as armed and dangerous. Crisscrossing their way through the streets in pursuit, the chase winds it's way into a rougher neighborhood before coming to a halt in a dead-end alleyway.

"What IS it with you.. FREAKS!?!" The robber shouts, a ragged looking man in his late 20's shouts, panting for air as he brandishes a handgun. "Look, put the gun down, surrender peacefully and I'm sure the cops'll be happy to listen to whatever sob-story got you into this mess." Dex' says with a sigh, standing at the mouth of the alley. "Just leave me alone! I'm warning you, I will shoot!" The man yells, desperately looking around the alley for a way out. "All that pea-shooter's gonna do is scratch my armor. Do the smart thing, take the easy way out an~"

BANG

Dex' staggers back a half-step, a streak of lead marring one shoulder plate. "Really? Why does it always have to be the hard way?" The shape-shifter laments aloud as the robber's eyes widen in terror. With a sigh, Dex' whips up their stun rifle, leveling the sights on the panicked thief. "My turn." Dex' says, unloading half-a-dozen stun rounds. Watching the man slump to the ground with a soft moan, Dex' taps their earpiece. {Shifter here. Suspect is neutralized on my position. Requesting pickup.} {Acknowledged Shifter. We'll have a patrol car to you in 5.} Well, that takes care of that. With any luck, I can make it back to campus in time for lunch. Dex' thinks to themselves as they wait for the police car to arrive.

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Dex' "Trouble" Schaffner

Basic Information

Name:
Dex' (Dexter or Dextra depending on form) Schaffner

Hero Name:
Shifter

Age:
16

Gender:
...???...
Typically presents on the effeminate side of androgynous, usually goes with neutral or female pronouns.

Ethnicity:
American European Mutt

Nationality:
American

Detailed Information

Appearance:
- Dex's preferred appearance is a lithe 6' even with a genuinely androgynous figure, short orange-pink hair, green eyes, freckles and pale skin. When presenting male, Dexter shifts his hair to an orange-brown. When presenting female, Dextra shifts her hair to more pure shade of pink. Dex' typically wears a white button-up shirt, black vest, blue "jeans" and something akin to a pair of knee-high converse. (good footwear is hard to transmute)
- When as a cat Dex has cream gray fur with tabby patterning and yellow eyes.
- The Predator form is highly efficient canine/feline hybrid plus a few extra bits. About the size of a wolf, the coloration is an ultra dark blue and gray with tiger-like patterning.

Hero Appearance:
- Dex's dress uniform is a form-fitting black jumpsuit with gold detailing. Dex' has a number of small variations each one tailored for different kinds of weather. Their physical self under the uniform is a more muscular variant of their standard form.
- Dex's combat form is purpose 'grown' for the role. A powerfully built male figure, covered in armadillo-like armor, tough leathery skin, enhanced senses, retractable claws, the whole nine yards. The more specialized variants feature things like added fat for insulation or webbed fins for improved swimming.

Personality:
Dex' is almost excessively friendly with a preference for small tight-nit social groups. A bit of a tease and a prankster, Dex' has a taste for casual mischief. On the flip side, Dex' is surprisingly grounded and serious when on missions as they've seen and experienced enough to know that hero work is serious business and anything but fun and games. (more detail to be developed as they're written)

Notable Relations:
Currently, her parents, but that's it.

Everyday Skills:
Dex' is passionate about food, music and dance and has above average skill in these areas. In order to make better use of their power, Dex' has fairly extensive knowledge of biology, anatomy and to a lesser degree chemistry. Dex' also offers cosmetic transmutations to anyone interested. (tattoos, hair dyeing, etc)

Combat

Fighting Style:
Dex' is a jack of all trades able to engage foes at a distance with her stun rifle or up close and personal with her combat body. Dex' is trained in Krav Maga.

Strengths:
As a well rounded fighter, Dex's biggest strength is their durability. Their armor allows them to wade through attacks that would otherwise incapacitate or kill others. The above average physique of Dex's combat form gives them the mobility of an unarmored person and while their physique is mildly "enhanced" it's nowhere near being super-human.

Weaknesses:
As a jack of all trades, Dex' lacks the advantage of a clear cut specialization. While their armor is tough, it's still vulnerable to explosives or high-caliber weapons. Their enhanced senses are also more vulnerable to flashbangs and the like.

Equipment:
Stun rifle: Fires electrically charged non-lethal 'bullets' to wear down and incapacitate opponents.

Power

Strengths:
- Organic Transmutation:
Dex' can transmute organic materials, herself included.
- Given enough time, Dex' can even regrow lost limbs. (not usable in combat) That said it can be used to 'heal' minor injuries.
- Dex' can increase or decrease the relative size of whatever they're transmuting by 3-fold.

Weaknesses/Limitations:
- Requires physical contact to work.
- Dex' can't transmute another sentient being without their consent.
- The transmutation is a quick process, (a few seconds to minute) but only if they've created the form before hand. Crafting a new form is time consuming and takes exponentially longer the larger or more complex the form is. Simple objects can be done in a few minutes, but living transmutations that are more than cosmetic can take hours or even days to work out.
- While Dex' can 'absorb' and store inanimate organics, (typically for clothes) it's mass/material can't be directly used to heal themselves.

Cosmetics:
It's ALL cosmetic.

Extra

Current "forms" available:
- Casual androgynous
- > female variant
- > male variant
- Giant polydactyl maine coon (cat)
- Hero dress uniform
- Hero combat suit
- > arctic variant
- > desert variant
- > aquatic variant
- - > cold water variant
- "Predator" canine/feline recon form
- Giant eagle
- Is currently working on a "giant monster" form

Relationships

Positive Relations

💗

Neutral Relations

➖

Negative Relations

❌

Combat form visuals

Roughly speaking, Dex's combat form is a blend of these two. The layering of the 1st one and the organic curves of the second one, sans all the spiky bits. Basically, it's a 'grown' suit of medieval full plate armor. And coloration is whatever Dex' needs it to be.

Cat form