Inertia

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

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The rest of the Magus who had arrived before and after him all stood out in their own way. While Taltrus kept himself fit, some of the others simply out classed him in physicality. Most did not hold the 'looks' of a Magus, although his sensitivity to mana suggested otherwise; it was certain that they were all strong in one form of magic over the other and not to be underestimated. Some may have even had ill-fated encounters with abberations or abominations like himself. The one who introduced himself as 'Hector Wyland' exuded such vibes.

In-fact Taltrus had heard of a few of them by chance. The one that stood out the most was Scarlett Ishval. His eyes trailed her as she scaled the tower with relative ease with her magic. He crossed his arms. Her story made its rounds in alchemy circles. A sad and sobering story, that. One that he has decide to take to heart since both of them shared magical schools. Judging from her use of magic, her alchemy skills were no joke, but her prowess in void magic was likely better than his. He made no comment nor discernible expressions as the instructor yanked her off the top of the tower.

Taltrus had also heard of Asterope. While also dabbling in Alchemy, she's an excellent and stubborn Elemental magus whose sole focus is lightning. Personally Taltrus prefers branching out to no not be bound by a single focus, but there's a certain respect to those who masters one and forgoes the others. Her lightning magic is no joke, from what he's heard.

The others that stood out to him was the hulking belua, Shavis and her familiar. It was clear she did not have the air of a magus, but her connection to magic, especially Galdr, was strong. Tilnak was unique, an insect-based Belua was a rarity, to say the least. Taltrus knew of their existence, but this was the first time he had met one in the flesh. Finally, Leon, the one that seemed to be intently observing others.

As for the others... well, he's certain he'll form his own opinions of them soon enough.

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The representatives of the Eon Tower were excellent Magus, as expected. The first was the one who swooped Scarlett out of the sky, Roze. The other was also someone he had heard of, Ruecian Valeniquen. Eon Tower definitely had lived up to its namesake with its decorated and prestigious Magus.

Taltrus silently followed the group as they made their way through the tower. The closer he got, the more intense the thrumming of magic was against the back of his head. A reaver made a passing comment that seemed to disgruntle some of the group. Taltrus simply returned a smile, something like that wouldn't shake his desire to be a Reaver. Jeanne's face flashed through his mind, his smile slowly faded away.

The group soon met the master of the tower, Navarre Irvin. To say magic clung to him would be an understatement. Taltrus wasn't sure if he'd met another Mage that was as skilled as Navarre; his reputation preceded him. While his father was a strong mage in his own right, he paled in comparison to Navarre.

“A pleasure to meet you, Sir Irvin.” Taltrus bowed lightly.

Taltrus' eyes lit up at the mention of the magitech factory and the boundless information the tower held. It was one of the main reasons he chose to join the Tower. Other than becoming a Reaver to protect others, it would also help further his own research and magitech knowledge with their resources and help. While Taltrus did not lack 'funding', the Tower could offer more than that. It had resources one wouldn't dream of attaining through normal means.

Taltrus eyed Leon leaving the room, as he awaited Navarre's next words.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

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Rhythmic yet hurried steps resounded near Taltrus laboratory. A familiar figure- Johan, his brother, entered his room with a letter in hand. A small, rock-like golem waved at Johan. He looked towards the ceiling and found Taltrus hanging upside down, conducting another one of his tests. “Brother, it's from the Eon tower, surely you can't be thinking of being a Reaver despite father and mother's wishes?” His brother was used to his eccentricities at this point.

“Well, it's nice to see you to brother.” Taltrus' replied, voice steady and measured despite circumstances. An eyebrow pricked as he felt the boots lose grip on the ceiling. The amount of void magic inserted into the boots was miscalculated, to the point of causing an imbalance. Taltrus would fell off the ceiling landing gracefully in-front of his brother as if nothing had happened. “Thanks for bringing this to me.”

“Why would you ever want to be a reaver, I've heard it doesn't pay well, all risks considered.” Johan continued, stiffening his face and crossing his arms.

“My, brother, it's almost as if I am an Ostelas who has no real need for monetary greed.” Taltrus replied teasingly, as if the two has had this conversation ad-infinitum. He made his way to one of his workbenches and began fine-tuning the magitech boots. He held a hand out and was given a tool by one of his golems. “I'd much rather use my talents to help protect and improve others' lives rather than be cooped up here making potions for father and mother for the rest of my life.”

“Surely it can't be just because of Jeanne-”

A loud bang interrupted Johan's words. The golems that were working through their conversations all stopped moving.

“I am sorry, brother, I didn't mean-”

“Johan. Please, don't. Just... don't.” Taltrus choked out. “I am leaving, and there's nothing neither you nor our parents can do about it.”

Johan sheepishly and silently left Taltrus' workshop.

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Generally Taltrus would open a portal to travel, he prefers to physically travel to the place to feel out the location. In this case, it would be his first time in the Republic city. The Olstelas has a branch within the city, but Taltrus had not visited it. At the very least, Taltrus would take in nature and fresh air, it was good once in a while.

Taltrus peeked his head out of the carriage as the tower loomed over the horizon. The architecture and magic became more apparent as the carriage drew closer. He looked up from his tome, taking in the grandiose tower. The magic hummed, causing goosebumps on his skin. Even from far away he could tell that this was the work of a high level Magus.

Taltrus stepped out of the carriage, thanking the driver before hyper-focusing on the tower once more. The magical aura held by the building became heavier the closer he approached, it was almost suffocating; so much so that even a non-magically inclined individual could feel the thrums of magic against the back of their head. A smile crept on his lips, impressive magic to say the least.

Snapping out of his wonderment, a few others began introducing themselves. While there were a dozen or so people, only a few had introduced themselves so far. All appeared interesting, to say the least.

“I am Taltrus Olstelas, pleasure to meet you all.” He gave a wave, his robes engulfing most of his arm. A few seemed to be more swordsmen than magician in his eyes, a curiosity for sure. It seemed that they all eyed each other in curiosity, some even staring at the man who introduced himself as Aldin.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Taltrus

Name: Taltrus Olstelas

Appearance:
Taltrus stands at a below average height of 5'8". He has loose and scraggly hair, like wild waves crashing into each other. Taltrus barely cares about his apperance, he wears his robe loosely, carelessly folding and draping over itself. Underneath his robes, he is relatively fit and toned compared to his looks. Taltrus trains under the strain of his own gravity so he is able to

Race:
Human

Sex:
Male

Age: 26

Magic Divination:
Alchemy, Void

Abilities:
Alchemy

Transmutation: Taltrus is able to alter the structure of matter and energy into another form. Performing Transmutation on the fly requires extensive calculations and knowledge of chemistry. Any mistakes or miscalculations results in failure, at best, or an explosion at worst. An example and more simplistic usage is transmutation of metallic balls (in his pouch) to form a mixture of aluminum and steel on top of his skins to absorb/deflect strikes or blows in an instant. Another favoured use is to make a sharp blade covering the top of his fists for combat purposes.

Potion Making: Stemming from his knowledge of Transmutation, Taltrus has an almost encyclopedic knowledge on creating different (Health, Mana, Energy, etc) potions. Taltrus is also known for making more effective and stronger potions than what is currently available but finds it boring to do so due to its monotony. He makes different potions with wavky and zany effects and self-tests on the regular.

Automaton Creation: Taltrus is able to make golems that assists him with his research and day-to-day work. The longer he works on a golem, the more complex it becomes, though can create relatively simplistic golems to assist him in battle should he require so.

Void

Crush: Using Void Magic, Taltrus creates a gravity well that increases the gravity in a given area, restricting or even outright immobilzing individuals in a given area. Though he avoids such usage, he is able to 'crush' those in the field should he choose to.

Reverse: Similarly, Taltrus can weaken the effects of gravity by shifting the gravity well to attract in a given area.

Attract/Repel: In a similar manner, Taltrus is able to attract and repel objects and individuals using a gravity well.

Portal: Using distortions in space, Taltrus is able to create a tear in space to teleport between distances. He needs concentration to maintain the portal.

Equipment:
(Modified) Magitech Boots: Experimental boots modified by Taltrus to help him stick to walls using magnetism. With the supplementation of Void Magic Taltrus he is able to essentially walk on any surfaces with no issues. Plans to have the final version have no need for supplemental magic to be used by non-magical folks.

(Modified) Magitech Staff: A simple Magitech staff fashioned into a bo. Taltrus had embedded the staff with different materials to help with transmutation (alongside his pouch carrying miscellaneous materials). He uses the staff as a focus for both schools of divination.

Brief Background:
Taltrus was born to Ostelas, a prestigious family of Alchemists. A family that strictly adheres to the basic form of Alchemy- potion making. They are one of the biggest suppliers and creators of potions and tonics across Velynostica. As expected, Taltrus Ostelas was born with an innate talent for Alchemy, seeming to mix and conjure potions with relative ease, its potency higher and concentrated compared to normal alchemists.

The boy would grow up to be a tinkerer of sorts. Taltrus seemed to much prefer transmutation to traditional potion making as he believed it to be formulaic and 'boring'. The boy took to taking apart and recreating any tech he could get his hands on, and soon he would use transmutation to make internal modifications to magitech equipment. Anything as simple as adding another functionality, or more likly, having the item blow up in his face as he failed to transmute the item.

Many of his friends during his youth were non-magical folk. Taltrus would develop a liking towards the non-magically inclined as many seemed to not have many ulterior motives compared to other magicians. Subconsciously he would develop magitech tools that would bridge the gap between magical and non-magical users.

Taltrus' relatively easy going life would soon face tragedy. Whilst out visiting a close friend to restock on some materials he required, a monster attacked the shop. Taltrus failed to use transmutation to defend himself and his friend. It was only after his friend was dealt a grievious wounds that he was able to tap into void magic. The monster was pinned to the floor, immobilized as Reavers arrived on the scene. Unfortunately, his friend was too far gone and despite white magic, he was in the process of turning into a monster.

It was this incident that would turn him to joining the Reavers, even despite his family's wishes. Taltrus become more secluded, while he still maintained his friendly demeanor, the experience would sour making closer relationships with others.

Anything else we should know about you:
- Surprisingly strong and agile despite his looks. This is due to his personal training to withstand his own gravity wells.
- Able to use weapons made with transmutation with relative adeptness, as it's his primary method of executing monsters and beasts.
- Sought out for his potion making but is also well-known for tinkering with magitech and similar tech to add, often random and weird, functionalities to see what sticks.
- Has a good head on his shoulders and is well studied due to transmutation and able to come up with quick calculations on the top of his head as it is (literally) life and death.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Do tell me if I've made him too strong or if there are any issues.

Taltrus

Name: Taltrus Olstelas

Appearance:
Taltrus stands at a below average height of 5'8". He has loose and scraggly hair, like wild waves crashing into each other. Taltrus barely cares about his apperance, he wears his robe loosely, carelessly folding and draping over itself. Underneath his robes, he is relatively fit and toned compared to his looks. Taltrus trains under the strain of his own gravity so he is able to

Race:
Human

Sex:
Male

Age: 26

Magic Divination:
Alchemy, Void

Abilities:
Alchemy

Transmutation: Taltrus is able to alter the structure of matter and energy into another form. Performing Transmutation on the fly requires extensive calculations and knowledge of chemistry. Any mistakes or miscalculations results in failure, at best, or an explosion at worst. An example and more simplistic usage is transmutation of metallic balls (in his pouch) to form a mixture of aluminum and steel on top of his skins to absorb/deflect strikes or blows in an instant. Another favoured use is to make a sharp blade covering the top of his fists for combat purposes.

Potion Making: Stemming from his knowledge of Transmutation, Taltrus has an almost encyclopedic knowledge on creating different (Health, Mana, Energy, etc) potions. Taltrus is also known for making more effective and stronger potions than what is currently available but finds it boring to do so due to its monotony. He makes different potions with wavky and zany effects and self-tests on the regular.

Automaton Creation: Taltrus is able to make golems that assists him with his research and day-to-day work. The longer he works on a golem, the more complex it becomes, though can create relatively simplistic golems to assist him in battle should he require so.

Void

Crush: Using Void Magic, Taltrus creates a gravity well that increases the gravity in a given area, restricting or even outright immobilzing individuals in a given area. Though he avoids such usage, he is able to 'crush' those in the field should he choose to.

Reverse: Similarly, Taltrus can weaken the effects of gravity by shifting the gravity well to attract in a given area.

Attract/Repel: In a similar manner, Taltrus is able to attract and repel objects and individuals using a gravity well.

Portal: Using distortions in space, Taltrus is able to create a tear in space to teleport between distances. He needs concentration to maintain the portal.

Equipment:
(Modified) Magitech Boots: Experimental boots modified by Taltrus to help him stick to walls using magnetism. With the supplementation of Void Magic Taltrus he is able to essentially walk on any surfaces with no issues. Plans to have the final version have no need for supplemental magic to be used by non-magical folks.

(Modified) Magitech Staff: A simple Magitech staff fashioned into a bo. Taltrus had embedded the staff with different materials to help with transmutation (alongside his pouch carrying miscellaneous materials). He uses the staff as a focus for both schools of divination.

Brief Background:
Taltrus was born to Ostelas, a prestigious family of Alchemists. A family that strictly adheres to the basic form of Alchemy- potion making. They are one of the biggest suppliers and creators of potions and tonics across Velynostica. As expected, Taltrus Ostelas was born with an innate talent for Alchemy, seeming to mix and conjure potions with relative ease, its potency higher and concentrated compared to normal alchemists.

The boy would grow up to be a tinkerer of sorts. Taltrus seemed to much prefer transmutation to traditional potion making as he believed it to be formulaic and 'boring'. The boy took to taking apart and recreating any tech he could get his hands on, and soon he would use transmutation to make internal modifications to magitech equipment. Anything as simple as adding another functionality, or more likly, having the item blow up in his face as he failed to transmute the item.

Many of his friends during his youth were non-magical folk. Taltrus would develop a liking towards the non-magically inclined as many seemed to not have many ulterior motives compared to other magicians. Subconsciously he would develop magitech tools that would bridge the gap between magical and non-magical users.

Taltrus' relatively easy going life would soon face tragedy. Whilst out visiting a close friend to restock on some materials he required, a monster attacked the shop. Taltrus failed to use transmutation to defend himself and his friend. It was only after his friend was dealt a grievious wounds that he was able to tap into void magic. The monster was pinned to the floor, immobilized as Reavers arrived on the scene. Unfortunately, his friend was too far gone and despite white magic, he was in the process of turning into a monster.

It was this incident that would turn him to joining the Reavers, even despite his family's wishes. Taltrus become more secluded, while he still maintained his friendly demeanor, the experience would sour making closer relationships with others.

Anything else we should know about you:
- Surprisingly strong and agile despite his looks. This is due to his personal training to withstand his own gravity wells.
- Able to use weapons made with transmutation with relative adeptness, as it's his primary method of executing monsters and beasts.
- Sought out for his potion making but is also well-known for tinkering with magitech and similar tech to add, often random and weird, functionalities to see what sticks.
- Has a good head on his shoulders and is well studied due to transmutation and able to come up with quick calculations on the top of his head as it is (literally) life and death.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Down for a discord.

Magus Reaver: A Tale of Swords and Sorcery

Quick question, are you looking at one pc per school of magic?

Magus Reaver: A Tale of Swords and Sorcery

I'll place my interest here too, void magic sounds great.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

	Attire: Tunic Interaction(s): Mention(s): Callum Danrose @Helo, Wulfric Danrose @SilverPaw

The maid woke Auguste from his nap, 30 minutes before the promised meet-and-greet with noblewomen. The prince greeted her with a thanks, and then instructing her to draw up a quick bath and a fresh tunic. She left the room with a curt bow. Auguste draped his arm over his eyes and sighed, the grogginess still nestled into his bones. Was this truly just physical exhaustion? Deep down he knew it wasn't the case. Recent events have set the young man's mind with worry... and fear.

Auguste hoisted himself upwards, willing the sleepiness away. How had he felt worse than before he had taken the nap. He stretched his limbs and spine, activity had always been a certified method of skirting exhaustion. A few minutes passed, the same maid knocked on the door.

The bath was quick and prompt, not much to enjoy given his limited time. Auguste fit himself into the same but freshly cleaned tunic. It was about 10:50 am, but it was best to arrive early. Auguste had freshened himself up as best he could, the keen-eyed may be able to ascertain tiredness from his countenance.

Auguste he had expected his brothers to have been there already... although knowing Callum, and Wulfric's disposition for perfection, he could hazard a guess for their relative tardiness. As always, he smiled and greeted those who made eye contact or passed him by as he waited in the room. He sequesters himself into a corner so as to not bother those entering and leaving.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

	Attire: Tunic Interaction(s): Wystan Blackmane @mantou, Anastasia Danrose @princess, Callum Danrose @Helo Mention(s):

Although Auguste said they were to go to the duelling event, it was much later in the day. He still was to attend the meeting with the kingdom's noblewomen. A short nap was in order, if to make himself look even a smidge more presentable. He glanced at the mirror in his office, his features definitely denoted a lack of sleep. He sighed, massaging the slightly darkening circles under his eyes. It did not help that he also didn't sleep much two nights ago.

Before that however, Auguste excused himself to Wystan and stepped out of his office. The prince greeted the workers that passed him, thanking them for their hard work last night. He was looking for his younger siblings. While he wasn't there for the meeting, he had a general idea of what likely went down in that meeting.

Auguste found his younger siblings in-front of Anastasia's room. The two were appeared to be conversing. He caught the tail-end of their conversation, with Anastsia assuring Callum that she was his sister. A heartwarming sight that tugged at his lips. He approached the two.

“Anastasia, Callum.” Auguste called out, his expression a tad grim with a hint of exhaustion. It seemed like he had a few choice words to say to his two rambunctious siblings but that couldn't be further from the truth. A moment's silence nestled into the atmosphere before he spoke, “... I am sure Mother, Father, and Brother have given you both enough punishment.”

The two would find themselves engulfed in a tight hug. “I'm so glad you two are safe.” Auguste whispered in a choked voice, “Do whatever you want... just be safe, okay? Know that I will always be by your side. I will always try my best to help you two because you are my beloved siblings, worth be damned.”

The fear of losing his siblings grasped his mind, including Anastasia's kidnapping and Callum's forray into magic. It didn't matter to him as long as they came back home alive.

Auguste lingered in the embrace for another silent moment before he loosened his grip and straightened himself. “Excuse me. I'll be going back to my office to take a short nap before the meeting this morning with the noble women. If you need anything, you know where to find me or Wystan.”

Auguste made his way back into his office, asking a maid to wake him up some 30 minutes before the meeting with noble women. Wystan still sat diligently on the chair in-front of his desk. “I'm going to take a short nap, Wystan.” Auguste stated, “Get some rest too, even a twenty minute nap will help with lack of sleep.” He drew the curtains in his office and laid flat on the couch in the corner of his office. Knowing Wystan and his worries... “I am sure no one will assassinate a prince in his sleep.” He chuckled darkly.

The Witches & Warlocks of Tanner

Victor Crowe

“No problem, just follow me.” Victor returned a smile, “Place is like a maze. I was lost the first few weeks I was acquainted to this place, so don't worry about it.”

“Well, that title is a bit of a mouthhful, ain't it. Just call me Victor, or anything remotely close to it, I'll probably respond.” He continued through the halls. “Well, if I remember you controlled more schools of magic than I can. So you'd technically be higher on the totem pole than me, Witch Catherine.”

“Sorry, I didn't mean to dodge your question...” Victor paused for a moment's consideration. “I guess all I can hope is to be able to properly help the coven despite being a Warlock and fulfill my obligations. Or atleast try my best to, right?” Such practiced words almost got a chuckle out of Victor. Perhaps years of his mother's influence had changed him more then he thought it did.

There were a few changes within the mansion, but thankfully it was still familiar. A few paintings were changed, furniture shifted, and some lighting fixtures changed, but it still felt very much like 'home'. Victor ran his hand through his hair as he spotted familiar figures. It was Carlise and Elías.

“Good to see you two are well.” Victor called out to the two. He turned and motioned towards Catherine. “This is-” He noticed that she had fallen a bit behind, admiring the interior design and architecture. “er- This is Catherine Hierich.”