j8cob

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Grasidia

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It was fortunate that nobody from the guild got hurt after the dragon knocked them from the sky. That was one less thing to worry about, but now they had the dragon in front of them all. And it's only been getting more and more enraged. Grasidia wiped the blood from her brow right as Leon's little pixie appeared before her. The dust it sprinkled about felt soothing in a way, but Grasidia couldn't help but feel as if he was wasting his effort on her. If he's trying to help me, someone else weaker might need him, she thought, bringing her attention up to the dragon. The combined attack from Marduk and Lavinia had gouged its eye out, leaving an especially dark crimson streaming down the side of its head. Holly's attacks had badly damaged one of the wings that Grasidia kept pinned, permanently removing its ability to fly. This is almost too easy. This thing is going to do something soon...

Right as she lifted her hands to prepare another curse, Leon himself appeared before Grasidia. She was surprised for a moment, it was strange that this human was trying so hard to help her. It reminded her a lot of Torys' own benevolence. But then the seriousness returned. And Grasidia felt the anger begin to bite. "What are you doing!?" she barked at him, probably surprising him. It was very unlikely he would've ever heard her raise her voice before. She placed a hand on Leon's shoulder and gripped him tightly, more than enough to make him uncomfortable. She wasn't trying to hurt him but to get his attention. "Don't waste yourself on me! I'll be fine!" With that she released him from her grip and took a few steps forward. The healing he had already done so far was noticeable, though she was still in a world of pain. "Go!"

She took a deep breath, bringing her hands in toward her gut as she took the moment to regain composure and calm down. The boy was just trying to help, he thought she was human and would be more hurt, he did nothing wrong. Just as soon as she exhaled her frustration the dragon before everyone let out a terrible screech. The volume alone was incredible but the sound itself was painful, even to Grasidia. She winced and brought her hands up to cover her ears as the dragon continued it screech. Others in the guild with strong senses would surely find this even worse than Grasidia did. But she kept her gaze on the dragon, watching as it coiled its tail to its side. That tail is too long and powerful, but I don't think my curse can immobilize it. Someone is gonna have to do something about it or it'll kill someone with that tail. And just as soon as she completed her thought the dragon stopped its screech, but rapidly unfurled its tail in a wide swing. It began swinging its tail around its body in a near complete circle, forcing everyone on the ground nearby to have to flee or take the hit. And none of them can take that hit!

Grasidia raised her hands towards the dragon again. "Eden! Garden Snare!" It took a second after casting but more vines burst out of the ground beneath the dragon, this time underneath its head. They quickly wrapped around its throat and began to force their way into its jaws, attempting to choke it from spreading inside. The vines around its neck not only constricted to try and choke it as well but also pull its head to the ground. This move was supposed to shift the dragon's balance and make its tail swing into the sky harmlessly rather than across the pavilion where her guildmates were standing. Grasidia had been on the receiving end of a tail whip from it and didn't want her guild to share the experience. The second part of her strategy worked as its tail did swing upwards for that, meaning everyone just had to deal with the wind pressure rather than dodging it entirely. But while she hoped she could just strangle it to death that wasn't going to be the case.

Maybe it was rage, maybe it was desperation, but the dragon's remaining eye began burning. The white glow turned red, then orange and appeared like a flickering flame. An inferno spewed forth from its jaws, incinerating the vines that had worked their way down its throat before they could do any real damage. Thankfully its flames were pointed mostly towards the ground in a harmless direction thanks to the vines around its throat, but those too began to snap and release the beast. How did it... Then she noticed. The dragon already had many black spines across it so she hadn't realized, but it was growing more. The spikes on its head started becoming longer and more twisted as the creature righted itself. The vines that were tripping its legs were no longer a match as the new spikes would cut them before they could grip. Even the vines binding its wings were severed. Its good wing fanned out as the dragon stood to full height, and then it stood up onto its back two legs.

What is it doing? Grasidia wondered, looking up high to keep her eyes on the dragon's face. When stood up like this the sheer size of the dragon became even more apparent. While it had been taking some damage it seemed that it was already... beginning to heal. Its other wing, once it was spread out and had the sky as a backdrop, was clearly repairing itself. Its damaged eye didn't appear to be fully healed yet and the wing wasn't either, but they were definitely healing. Grasidia raised her hands towards the dragon's feet, trying to get her vines to trip it while it was only on two legs, but it was to no avail. Oh great, I'm becoming useless. That was when she realized something. A gut feeling, something she couldn't explain. She knew what the dragon was about to do.

Grasidia looked around the battlefield, taking a quick headcount of where everyone was. They were all fairly scattered from the fall, which was a good thing anyways for their own safety. The only one in the air right now was Zenith, in some kind of takeover form, but the rest were all on the ground or near the ground. She brought her hands low and then lifted them up. "Eden! Bramble Wall!" All across the pavilion there sprung up from the ground massive, dense thickets of thorns. These walls all came up immediately in front of each one of her guildmates, minus Zenith. The defensive spell may come as a surprise but Grasidia just knew that she needed to do this. And her suspicions were confirmed. Hardly a second after she raised the walls the dragon pointed its snout straight down and let loose another torrent of flames. But as it did so it flapped its wings, sending the wave of fire in every direction sweeping across the ground.

The bramble walls held up to the flames and the wind, providing shelter to her guildmates that she was able to protect. Zenith, being in the air, only had to worry about the sudden burst of wind since he was above the flames already. Behind her own bramble wall Grasidia could still feel the intense heat from the flames passing by her. Every time it has used a flame attack it has grown larger and larger in scale. Based on the regeneration the dragon was doing and the increasing durability and power, it was finally clear to Grasidia what was going on. "It's growing stronger," she said to herself, though the sound of the flames drowned out even her own voice. But the moment the flames stopped that damn dragon let out its blood-curdling screech again. This time even louder than the first! Grasidia fell to her knees, clutching at her ears and leaning against the bramble wall as she tried to protect her hearing.

And while she was temporarily incapacitated the dragon made its next move. It flapped its wings one more time, deliberately trying to hit Zenith and knock the flying mage out of the air, and then it finally dropped back down to all fours. Only it was less of a "drop" and more of a powerful "crash". The impact felt like an earthquake and the ground underneath everyone was very quickly disturbed and warped. This sent rubble flying and upturned the very stone most everyone was standing on, but Grasidia couldn't protect anyone from any impacts from below. She herself was fortunate enough that the ground underneath her didn't break apart and damage her, but many of her guildmates wouldn't be so lucky. The dragon only finished screeching once it was back on all fours. Now, unrestricted by any pesky vines and with its eye now fully healed, it was primed to begin its assault. Grasidia was still picking herself back up off the ground when the dragon began another tail strike, sweeping its tail across the ground. Any bramble walls that didn't get destroyed by the earlier ground impact would stand no chance at stopping this tail. The only way to dodge would be to jump high enough to clear it or to get far enough away in time. Or perhaps even going underground. Grasidia was forced to choose that last option, using her Leaf Fake spell to quickly dart just underneath the surface of the ground to regain her bearings. Is it getting smarter too?

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Grasidia

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As the two leaves continued to grow, Grasidia looked over her shoulder at Luke after he approached and asked what a dragon was. She squinted her eyes at him briefly before returning her attention forward. "A monster," was all she explained to him. Really that was all she knew about them anyways. Some kind of powerful creature of legend. She had certainly never seen one but she had heard they were big and could fly. Grasidia didn't dwell on it long though as she glanced over her other shoulder to see what the rest of her guildmates were doing. General preparations, planning strike teams, it seemed pretty disorganized still to Grasidia. They're foolish, but I'll keep them alive.

Each leaf was quite massive now, each one easily big enough to seat ten people. This meant that everyone could split up onto the two leaves and have plenty of space between each other to be comfortable. With the travel preparations complete, Grasidia turned around completely to face the rest of the guild. "Get on," was her simple command, crossing her arms over her chest as she waited for everyone to step onto their leafy green ride. As she waited a third leaf began to grow out of the ground beneath her, stopping at a much smaller size than the other two. Just large enough for Grasidia to stand on it with very little room to spare. Despite being so much smaller than her it bore her weight without budging after she stepped onto it. She waited a moment longer for everyone to be on the leaves but she didn't quite wait for everyone to sit down.

She held her hands out to her sides and then raised them up, commanding their leaves to fly. "Eden! Leaf Caravan!" And with those magic words they began to float straight up from the alleyway, slowly ascending above the rooftops of the surrounding buildings. Grasidia gave one last look to the ground, spotting Torys standing at the doorway to the guild hall. Upon being seen the guild master cracked a confident smirk and held out a thumbs-up to her guild. It was reassuring that Torys thought they would be able to handle this challenge but Grasidia just drew her gaze forward. The three leaves all soon rotated so that they were all facing the same direction, pointed towards Era. Then, without any additional warning, Grasidia pointed her arms forward.

The speed at which the leaf caravan shot off surely surprised most of her guildmates. The ones seated would find no trouble from the sudden g-forces but if any were still standing they likely wouldn't be now. Grasidia herself was able to remain standing easily as she could cling to her leaf quite easily, she made the thing after all, and she pulled ahead of the two larger, heavier leaves. They took a flying V formation as the entire guild raced through the clouds. Only after a moment of flying did Grasidia make sure to look behind herself to see if anyone fell off, though it looked like nobody did. We're heading right to the Council's doorstep. If we get there and the dragon has already been defeated then we might get Torys in trouble if we're noticed... With this in mind Grasidia increased the altitude that the guild was flying at, so they would be harder to spot from the ground on approach just in case they had to turn back.

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It would take a few minutes but the time seemed to pass quickly for Grasidia. First she saw smoke on the horizon, then she saw the outskirts of Era, then the burning buildings. Then the dragon. It was a large creature with many spines along its back and limbs, all its scales black, with a massive wingspan and long tail. Even from such a long distance she could see its glowing white eyes as it gazed around in admiration of its own destruction. The sheer size of it just reinforced how daunting of a task this truly was, that thing could swallow anyone whole. Just one of its claws had to be the same size as a human. Grasidia watched in awe as they approached, though she was snapped out of it when she noticed an orange glow from within the beast's jaws. It let loose an inferno upon a regiment of, presumably, Rune Knights that were fending it off. She could see a magical blue glow from their shield spells defending, but surely they couldn't block everything. The regiment scattered in retreat after the flames cleared and the dragon turned its sights toward the Magic Council headquarters.

Okay, they definitely need us, Grasidia thought, now finally lowering the leaves as they approached the city. But while the two larger leaves maintained the same speed, Grasidia's began to speed up. Hers was more agile with less weight on it and she kicked it into full speed. She knew that meant she would get there just a bit before everyone else but they didn't have a moment to spare. The dragon was so large that it took no time to reach the pavilion before the Council. She could see another regiment of Rune Knights were before the dragon, hopelessly prepared to defend against its assault. Alright, Torys, you want us to show the world that we're here... The orange glow from the dragon's mouth began to radiate again as it lowered its head and aimed its open jaws at the knights ahead of it, who braced themselves for what surely appeared to be certain death.

Just as the flames began to erupt from its throat, Grasidia came shooting out of the sky like a meteor and delivered an axe kick to the top of its spiky head. The impact forced the dragon's jaws shut and slammed its head into the ground, sending flames out the sides of its mouth and kicking up a large cloud of dust and rubble. The shockwave from the impact pushed back the nearby Rune Knights briefly, who all stood in shock at the miracle salvation before them. Grasidia remained airborne, her momentum from her kick carrying her forward to put herself between the dragon and the humans. That was strange... she thought to herself as she began to face the dragon. It almost felt like- Her eyes widened in shock as she saw the creature's massive tail reaching around its body and swinging straight at her. She was still in the air and it was too big to dodge. In the split-second before impact she brought her arms to her side and curled her legs up, braced for the inevitable.

The dragon's tail flicked her aside like she was a mere housefly. The impact was powerful, sending Grasidia flying uncontrollably to the ground where she bounced several time before crashing into the marble staircase behind the Rune Knights. Dust and debris scattered from the impact, briefly concealing her from view as the Rune Knights all turned to look. After the dust settled they could see Grasidia sprawled out on the ground with blood trailing from her head and lips, eyes closed and unmoving. Panic began to settle in as their apparent savior was dispatched, prompting the knights to all flee from the dragon and retreat into the Council building. The vibrations in the ground as they ran past her unconscious body made Grasidia stir, slowly opening her eyes as she regained her bearings. Well, at least the humans didn't die, she thought to herself, her gaze settling on the black dragon. It hadn't moved at all since she last saw it, and if she didn't know any better it looked like her surprise attack didn't hardly faze it.

But then she saw her two giant leaves closing in. The rest of her guild. And almost as if the dragon could sense that she was looking behind it, it turned its head to see her incoming guildmates. Oh no. Its spiky black wings began to unfurl, stretching out to its full wingspan. Oh no you don't. Grasidia leaned forward now, propping herself up on one arm and holding the other out with her palm facing the dragon. The massive beast flapped its wings a single time, creating a terribly strong gust that further shocked Grasidia. So strong that her leaves carrying her guildmates were whipped around, sending everyone crashing to the ground. But before its wings could make another stroke and let this monster take to the air, Grasidia commanded her curse. "Eden! Greenhouse!" The grass around the pavilion, beneath the dragon, rapidly grew upward and formed thick vines that quickly began to wrap around its feet and its wings, quickly pinning its wings to its sides and binding it. Other tendrils of plant matter reached out to catch her falling guildmates, at least the ones that didn't seem to have a way to survive the fall.

While she focused on setting her guildmates down at a safe distance from the seemingly pissed dragon, it muscled its way free of the vines that held its feet to the ground. Her vines around its wings managed to hold, but now the dragon could move again. Stupid humans, Grasidia thought, spitting some blood from her mouth onto the side of her crater. Standing in front of this thing like wheat before a scythe. I should've let them die. She slowly picked herself up, burdened by the pain throbbing through what felt like her entire body. Then I would still be in top shape. This thing is powerful, but less than I thought it would be. We can still win this. More vines continued sprouting from the ground, attempting to tangle and trip the dragon though it was strong enough to break through every time they managed to snare. But even if it only bought a few seconds of immobility at a time, anything helped. If any of her guildmates, with their frail human biology, took a hit like she did they might just be done.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

@Ioua8654 You're coming in at a bit of an unfortunate time. The roster's reached my original maximum that I set to start out and things would get a bit difficult for me to run by adding any more characters at the moment. After making a little more progress in the IC and things will be where I can start accepting new characters again, but for now we can't be adding any more.

That being said, if you make a character I can keep you in mind so that when our first arc is over you would be good to go right away.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Grasidia

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The tan woman had barely a moment of quiet before the girl that liked to pretend she was evil approached. Grasidia looked over as Lavinia approached, questioning about her mood the moment she sat down. Suffering and despair? she thought to herself, only giving Lavinia a raised eyebrow in response to her interrogation. This young woman often perplexed Grasidia with her grandiose posturing of her supposed evil. If the girl was gonna be evil she surely wouldn't be in a place like this. Though, I suppose I'm here too...

"No th-" she began, before being interrupted (or saved, pending perspective) by Ria. Surely someone as chatty as Ria would draw Lavinia's attention and inquiries away. "No," Grasidia settled on, serving as an answer to Ria's offer as well as Lavinia's questioning. She then glanced over to Zenith as he delivered her a sandwich anyways. He surely didn't hear her reject the offer of food but it still drew a sigh from her. She almost regretted coming back to the guild hall since all the young humans were bustling about in here with their odd ways. Between taking off their clothes, yelling, and challenging each other, Grasidia often found the most tolerable humans to be the elder ones with less energy and nonsense. Marduk, for example, was already placating the younger ones and attempting to calm them down in a gentle manner. He behaved almost like he was their father, but they clearly weren't his children because they never listened.

Grasidia quietly and subtly pushed the tray in front of her several inches further, distancing herself from the sandwich while she assumed nobody was quite paying attention. Torys is too ambitious, this guild won't survive much longer with this many mages and this few jobs. They'll all follow the money like humans usually do. Her eyes looked over the band of misfits that had gathered, surveying the room to see who was missing. That was when she noticed the new kid sitting by himself away in the corner. Her eyes narrowed, her piercing gaze resting on him for several seconds before continuing her sweep for a headcount. It seemed that most everyone was here now that Gwen and Lilliana returned from their long quest. For all her talk of family... Grasidia's gaze returned to Lavinia, who was now boasting to Marduk over the sandwich she was given. She couldn't help but roll her eyes at all these antics but no sooner than she was finished she suddenly felt an odd presence behind her.

She turned her head to find no other than Torys staring right back at her. The deceptively youthful guild master was simply standing there silently, her usual smile and bright eyes radiating an unusual amount of glee. Grasidia had hardly a second to ponder how Torys snuck up on her before the guild master's smile turned into a cheeky grin. "Gras, Holly, could I have a word with you two please?" she spoke up, revealing her presence to the rest of the guild hall. Obvious confusion covered Grasidia's previous expression as Torys then walked past, snatching up the sandwich from the table and taking a bite as she walked past. The guild master gave a wave to the rest of the guild before turning to Holly and motioning for the armored girl to follow. Huh... Grasidia thought to herself, taking a second to recompose herself before standing from her seat and walking after Torys, who continued eating the sandwich and using her free hand to pat everyone on the head once whenever she passed close by on her way to the back of the hall.

Torys stopped by the job board and waited for her two S-class mages to approach, continuing to chow down on the sandwich. "Oh, this is good. Whoever made this should make some more," she remarked aloud before Grasidia finally reached an appropriate conversation distance. "What is it?" Grasidia asked curtly, leaning against the nearby table and crossing her arms over her chest as Holly arrived. Torys raised a finger, shushing Grasidia as she finished chewing her most recent bite from the sandwich. This pause continued for a few seconds before the master gulped down her food and let out a pleased sigh. "Ahhh... So I have something important and we have very little time," she finally spoke at a normal volume, surely loud enough for everyone in the guild hall to listen in. It was clear that Torys wasn't trying to be secretive.

"I have intercepted an emergency call from the Magic Council headquarters in Era." Immediately Grasidia perked up and gave her full attention to Torys. "It just went out a minute ago. They are saying a dragon is in the city and about to lay siege to the Council's headquarters. The Council is panicking and sent out emergency summons to everyone they can, the Rune Knights, the Saints, the guilds, you name it." Despite what she was saying sounding like horrible news, Grasidia couldn't help but be suspicious about her master's continuing grin. "Of course, we haven't been formally invited to go and save the day. Buuuuuut... what I need you two to do is take everyone you can to Era and slay that dragon for me." To cap this off she gave Holly and Grasidia a big smile.

She wants us to slay a dragon!? Even the stone cold Grasidia couldn't hide her look of shock, though her back was turned to the majority of her guildmates so only Torys and Holly could see the slip. "With Grasidia's magic you all should be able to fly to Era and arrive before anyone else can!" Torys continued, holding out her free hand in front of her and clenching a fist. "This is the opportunity we have been waiting for! I believe that if you all worked together you could save the day without a sweat! And right on the Council's doorstep! Before all the world to see! This is our chance to make our name known and to upstage everyone. But we don't have a moment to waste!" Torys shoved the rest of her sandwich in her mouth, allowing her to use both her free hands to grab Holly and Grasidia by the shoulder to give them a light shove towards the door for emphasis. "If we wait too long, shomeone elshe will take cwedit!" She took a strained gulp to finish her food before continuing her orders. "Fenixtear! I have a job for all of you!"

"Fly to Era and slay that dragon!"

"Now go!" She gave one last, light shove to Holly and Grasidia before taking her hands off them. As Grasidia regained her balance she looked back to Torys, shocked to see Torys still smiling. She really believes we can kill a dragon, Grasidia concluded, quickly composing herself and turning away from Torys. "Yes, master." With her conviction clear she marched towards the front door of the guild, raising her hand towards it as she approached. It opened entirely on its own as the tiniest sprout reached through the floor and held it open for Grasidia, saving her even a few seconds to get outside.

Once outside in the shaded, empty alleyway she stood in the center and raised both her hands from her sides, the palms facing down. Two leaves, one on each side of her, breached the cobblestone and began to grow in size. These would be the guild's vehicles for flying to Era but to make them big enough it would take Grasidia a moment to prepare them. Which was fortunate, because Torys surely would only give everyone a moment to prepare as well. "Today is the day, Fenixtear!" Torys continued shouting, now jumping onto the nearest empty table. "I believe in all of you!"

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

@j8cob Made edits to his history and added specifics to his spells!

@TheHangedMan

He looks good, you can move him over.

Also give him an image. I didn't realize at first how much it bothers me not having an easy visual in my memory.

Hider

I get you're drawing the picture, I'm just pulling your leg.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

My Review in Blue

Name: Zenith Villard
Age: 20
Guild Mark Location: Lower back, Blue
Magic Type:
Take Over-Chimera Soul
A rare, ancient form of Take Over that is said to have descended from a tribe that protected the land known today as Fiore before the kingdom was established. It is only taught to each new generation from the tribe though it is becoming a lost magic due to the decrease in descendants.

The user of this magic is able to take over various creatures and are able to mix and match features and abilities to create something a beast that is entirely new.

Spells:

My Hider

Chimera Soul- War Beast: This form could described as a siege weapon. War Beast is a bipedal, muscular, armor scaled creature standing at eight feet tall. It has the head of a lion with the horns of an ox, a barrel chested torso of a bull, human like legs and arms. War Beast has the ability to store accumulated kinetic energy due to Kinetic Magic from movement or physical impact. This is then used to increase the user's movement speed. Its armor is sturdy enough to withstand plowing through several buildings without any visible damage to it and has the physical strength to create craters. This form is naturally slow without the use of its Kinetic Energy manipulation. It also has to build and store energy so if it runs out, he may as well be a sitting duck. Alright so he is tank, builds up speed with magic to hit things harder yeah?


Chimera Soul- Sky Emperor: it has the body what appears to be a lion, the claws and wings of an eagle protruding from its back, the head of a tiger, and the tail of an alligator. It has the physical strength to crush stone and the speed to match sports vehicles. It uses Storm Magic. To what degree of proficiency is it capable of Storm Magic? Cuz if its significant then I hate to do it to ya but I'll need a spell list for it. If its some kind of generic use then you should say that. Either way it needs some clarification.

Chimera Soul- Gungnir: A streamlined, lean body of a bipedal insect like creature with compound eyes and a herculean beetle's horn. Gungnir is his fastest form currently. To the trained eye he still appears to be a blur and at his fastest he can create an after image of himself.

Swarm: He creates a series of after images to confuse his opponents. A spell within a spell. Truly, my spell list idea was excellent.

Chimera Soul- Volos: He becomes a featureless, humanoid stone golem with a large mouth with cracks of lava glowing dimly. This was the result of mixing a stone golem with a flame elemental. Due to that, its form has lava magic, the ability to create and manipulate lava. This is typically used in creating destructive attacks mid to long range attacks and enhancing close range combat by coating his limbs in lava. While it does not have the same level as durability as War Beast, it can sustain its form even taking a direct explosion because seriously, try punching a rock and see how well that works out. If should any limb except for the head be blown off, Zenith can produce and cool lava down to recreate said lost limb. It can also be used to morph parts of his body into different forms. He can use parts of his own body as projectiles. Well I'd hope he can regenerate if he can use his limbs as missiles.

Chimera Soul- Azure of the Deep: His largest form, standing 15 feet tall and 35 feet long don't fucking use this in the guild hall. A serpentine, crocodile like creature with barbed tentacles protruding where a normal tail would be. While it can move around well enough on land, water is where it can truly shine; it darts around like a jet and has the strength to draw ships down and tear them asunder. It has poison sacs in its mouth so that it can shoot out venom that paralyzes its targets.

Chimera Soul-Enkidu: This is Zeniths most powerful Take Over at this period of time. The form resembles a bipedal silver deer with wolf like eyes, claws, and fang, legs resembling spears, and a long mane. What resembles fur are actually scales with a black swirl pattern. It uses Nature Magic, essentially allowing to manipulate the life energy of the earth and plants for his own ends. Enkidu has an immense amount of magic power, far more than any other of his forms technically all his forms should have the same magic power because they are all him, but because they have different capabilities then this might be then his most powerful magic or most powerful spells, and has the strength and speed to rival his forms War Beast and Gungnir. The drawback of this form is that This form consumes an extreme amount of magic that he can only hold it for only a few minutes and causes an immense amount of stress on his body as a sort of rebound when he returns to his regular form.

Rage of Babylon: Zenith creates a wide arsenal of weaponry out of natural energy to use as a flurry of projectiles.

Call of the Wild: Zenith roars and it resonates with the earth, bringing about plant life that he can manipulate against his foe. boi

Gilgamesh: A destructive beam of the natural energy that causes a devastating explosion.

Shamhat: Zenith stomps his feet against the ground and unleashes an explosive column of energy around him, destroying his surroundings.

Magic Rank:
A

Equipment:
None

Strengths:
Trained Soldier: A disciplined and effective fighter even without his magic. He is most comfortable with Hand-to-Hand combat and typically does not need weaponry due to the nature of his magic.

Detective: As someone whose old job required him to track down criminals and solve cases, he is quite proficient at complex problem solving and has great intuition. ok sherlock

Living Bestiary: Ask him about any creature on Earthland, chances are he will be able to tell you about them. I'd call this more of a Fun Fact than a strength.

Determinator: Once he has his mind set on something, he will do all that he can to see it through til the very end.

Weaknesses:

Too Selfless: At times he gives so much of himself that fails to take care of his own needs. Sometimes there are those that take advantage of his good will.

Perfectionist: Zenith is a self-critical person so when things do not go perfectly, even if they are out of this control, it will eat him alive inside. God forbid if things go horribly wrong and you probably meant to put "someone" here gets hurt because of him.

Explosive Emotions: He puts everyone else at first instead of facing his own issues, so he bottles it up until he can't take it anymore. For all the times he lends a shoulder to cry on and be someone that everyone can rely on, he doesn't know how to ask that from others.

Personality:
Standing at six-feet height is personality, I tell myself in the mirror every morning with a cold, distant aloof expression many would expect him to be unapproachable, but in reality, he is a very kind and honest person with a strong sense of duty and justice towards his fellow man, even if he does not know them. He is the kind of guy that will sit there if someone needs to vent or talk and listen for as long they need him without judging them. A patient man, he does not tend to resolve issues with violence, but with words if it can be avoided. A surprisingly sarcastic person with a sharp tongue. Enjoys quiet time alone because even though he loves people, it exhausts him to the point he becomes a much more irritated person. At the same time, he is thick skinned and incredibly disciplined man with absolute focus. It is almost impossible to piss him, but it happens and it's not pretty.

History/Bio:
Do the right thing, that was the lesson that was hammered into Zenith growing up. His parents were Rune Knights, his grandfather before then, and so on, striving for ideas of justice and service to the people of Fiore hold on I thought that this family was some kind of ancient tribe. They were everything that all knights strove to be, even until the moment they died protecting people from dark mages.

It was to no one's surprise that Zenith decided to follow into his parents' footsteps to become a Rune Knight as well. He enlisted and trained at a military academy to become a disciplined, powerful soldier and when the time came, he sure enough earned his spot in the Rune Knights. He did not even last a year this line gave me 80's comedy movie vibes.

The issue was not resolve, laziness, or any sort of behavior that would be disgraceful to the Rune Knights, it was quite the opposite in fact. Zenith was assigned to a precinct Hargeon Town and while there, he discovered that there were multiple people fudging the numbers on the amount of arrests made to make it seem like they were accomplishing more than they actually were. Of course, he investigated and brought evidence in the form of audio recordings and documents to his superior officer. His superior told him that they would look into it dick move. This was the biggest mistake of his life.

It began with his peers harassing him, then given an extra workload only to be given a poor performance review no matter the result, and then he noticed that other Rune Knights were actually following him everywhere he went. There was no debate that this was some sort of intimidation tactic, but it would have taken much more to deter Zenith from doing his job...and they were quick to realize it.

Zenith was arrested and charged for conspiracy of leaking classified info to Dark Guilds, a crime that he did not commit. He was held in prison for two months and when the day came to the trial, the charges against him were dropped due to lack of evidence, but he knew that this was simply just a message to him; that he was completely powerless and if he ever stepped out of line again, they would make every little moment of his life into a hellish experience.

He had been intimidated, disgraced, and humiliated. His career was dead in the water and there was no future for him in the Ruin Knights was this a typo or a pun?, even he could see that clearly. The only thing left to do was to leave, but not without a parting gift; he made sure that he had copies of the evidence he compiled for the fraudulent data and dropped it off at newspaper because if he was going down, it may as well haven been in flames.

Problem now was that after having that criminal charge on his record and the media shit storm he caused, his job prospects were nil at best. No corporate mage guild was ever going to hire him and he barely had any other skills besides being a soldier. Desperation led him looking for a traditional guild he heard through passing somewhere in the alleyways of Crocus. Well, he found it and met the guild master, Torys the Merciful, who accepted him into Fenixtear as one of its newer members.

Extra:
Is a damn good cook.
Will drink you under the table. bet
Eats french fries with mayo.

He seems mostly fine to me. His takeovers are pretty strong, especially with having that many with unique magics to themselves, but not so strong that I'll deny it. I need some elaboration on that takeover that uses storm magic, and I'm a little confused about the whole tribe thing mentioned in the magic but not in the backstory. Clear those up for me and I'll accept him.

@hatakekuro

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

My Review in Blue

No image reeeeee

Name:
Marduk Girga You wouldn't know why, but this name gives me flashbacks.

Age:
60 oh shit an old man

Guild Mark Location: Across his upper back

Magic Type:
Portal Magic

<Snipped quote> So uh, it seems your style of the sheet is relatively incompatible with my style of reviewing, but no worries because I'll address the content of the snipped quotes as if they weren't snipped. To that end, you say distance is tied with magic spent so what kind of ballpark upper limit are we looking at for Marduk? His line-of-sight, miles, the whole country, more?

Spells:

• Lock Out - Marduk is capable of locking out specific, non-living things from entering his portal. Ex. If a man jumps into a portal configured to lock out clothes, the man comes out the other end wearing nothing.
• Shadow Portal - The portals created are invisible to the naked eye. Creating these portals require great concentration from him, which, if broken, are broken.
• One for All - Creates a specialized portals a single entrance point can have multiple exit points. Choice of exit points is entirely up to him.
• All for One - Creates specialized portals where multiple entrance points have a single exit point.
• False Portal - A fake portal is created. It is neither an entrance nor exit point, and attempting to touch it will simply make it disappear. So mundane, yet it is a relevant spell so you were right to list it. I'm conflicted on its existence not as a balancing issue, but as a metaphorical critique of my own rules.
• False Portal: Trap - A fake portal that is loaded up with magic. Interacting with it causes it to explode. How big go boom?

Magic Rank: A (Functionally B - in combat, he deteriorates fast) If he's functionally B, we're calling him B

Equipment:

Strengths
<Snipped quote> Nothing to really address in his strengths, though I wouldn't consider "life advice" particularly important when the rest of the cast are as cocky as they are.

Weaknesses:
<Snipped quote> I also see no issues here. Good of him to be a volunteer for doing chores.

Personality:
Marduk is a patient, tolerating man, though firm and does not turn a blind eye to wrong doings. While he seems slow to act, the truth of the matter is he is merely considering other angles of approach and once he has settled on one, he decisive and final. With regards to conflict, he is not adverse to it, in fact encouraging it as a means to grow - however, combat is another, and while he is not a pacifist, he will most likely try to resolve things with words coward, before resorting to dragging their face across the curb.

Not exactly a quiet old man, Marduk is quite chatty and enjoys a good conversation, even if that conversation is quite literally over nothing. Generally friendly, there are few things that actually anger him - particular among those is the harming of children, and the deliberate, malicious manipulation of a persons' feelings, particularly between family or lovers "Uh oh, drama alert!". When faced with such things, even his anger is cold, and in acting on it he is calculative, precise and incisive. Forgiveness, therefore, rarely comes, either because the perpetrators have been punished duly, or there is no one left to forgive.

History/Bio:
A former Wizard Saint candidate and local legend oooh he a big boi, Marduk was once part of the Magic Councils' personal forces, with him in particular being assigned to missions that required overwhelming force and swiftness. His record of completed missions, should said missions be classified as quests, his tally would be:

<Snipped quote>So I get the purpose of this comparison in concept, but 100 Year and 10 Year quests don't refer to difficulty so its a bit weird to me to see them compared to his missions like this.
However, as none of these were official quests, he never received monetary compensation for them - not that he minded. For him, the objective had always been to serve the people, to the best of his ability. Marduk was not a man of extraordinary background; born to an ordinary couple, his father was a magic tool manufacturer, while his mother was a school teacher and writer, there was nothing that would indicate him as a special existence.

But perhaps that was a driving force in and of itself. He was born with talent and innate magic power, yes, but also an appreciation for the 'normal' things in life - to be sad without tragedy, to be experience happiness over the littlest things, to be angry without atrocity as its cause, to love without reservation and without ulterior motives. It was growing up in this atmosphere that strengthened his resolve as he grew into his magic.

Guilds were too commercialized and joining the Knights was inefficient. As an independent mage he caught the interest of the Magic Council, who inducted them into their forces, and who directed him in what he believed to be the most effective manner of saving others he believed WRONG. For a time, he was content with his role - he felt as though he were doing good, and oftentimes he could visibly see the effects of his actions and feel pride in it.

However, the stronger he grew the more entrenched he became in the machinations of the Magic Council, and the more entrenched he became, the more he was exposed to the uglier side of the world he worked in. From clandestine operations to wholesale slaughter and extermination, he engaged in all manner of shadiness - all, they had said, for a good cause, and yet each such mission left the taste of ash in his mouth. There was no sense of accomplishment now. Still, the Magic Council kept him on their leash with the one thing that they were aware would work against him - the truth.

Yes, these operations were morally questionable, sometimes even downright vile, but the Council knew his power and hid nothing from him. Every 'why' and 'how' was explained to him, every reason and factor given to him so that he might weigh it against the happiness of others and decide on acting for the greater good. And so he continued to work in their service, perhaps taking on the most daunting and deadly tasks as a form of self-punishment, until such time that he be given reason to leave.

That reason came soon enough, with the extermination of a Dark Guild. Death and killing was something he was experienced with by now, but never had he taken the life of a child. Always he acted as executioner only for those deserving, and those yearning. At that moment however, he came face to face with the fact that the men he served under had no such regard for life - and no matter how well meaning an organization, Marduk could not in good conscience work under those who had considered life so easily weighed greater good don't always feel so great innit.

In the assault against the Dark Guild, Marduk turned on is partners, who refused to spare the life of a single little girl. The ensuing battle injured him and left him permanently weakened, and also left the surrounding area a wasteland. I have to imagine most of the collateral damage was from others, because Marduk's portals don't seem particularly destructive on their own even with some creativity thrown in. Normally such actions would earn him the ire of the Magic Council and a target on his back spoiler: they still do, but they relented because of his years of service, his still considerable strength, and, perhaps most importantly, should they even attempt, the secrets of the Council had revealed to him will see the light of day.

Extra: Likes playing board games. Bonus points for using this section.

I have to admit that I like the concept of a grizzled veteran that's been around and seen a few things. I'm a little bothered by his "quest count" numbers thrown into his backstory for a couple reasons, primarily because of the criticism I already provided but also because it implies that Marduk has been doing a lot of dirty jobs for the Magic Council. Not that it doesn't happen, trust me it does, but they have the actual Wizard Saints to do some Dark Guild squashing. Not to mention the Black Curtain guild that loves getting the money for doing just that. I would feel that Marduk would be better served by his experience with the Magic Council being mostly devoid of the "dark side" of it and his introduction to these dirty jobs and shady things be his motivation to cut ties and bail. Other than these history nitpicks he looks good, just need a little clarification on his upper limit of capability with the portals.

@TheHangedMan

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

March 18th, X900

Crocus, 10:35 AM

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The sun covered the city in its warm glow. A cool breeze would brush past the many pedestrians of Crocus, walking to and fro in their daily lives. Whenever there was a bright, sunny day like this the city would be bustling from dawn til dusk. Peddlers took to the streets, shoppers perused the many stores, even the Kingdom soldiers that would patrol the capitol seemed to be smiling and jovial. All seemed well in Fiore on fair weather days, though today that may not be the case. Hidden away in the alleys of this labyrinth city is a guild that very few even know exists. A small band of heroes, though they don't know it yet, just waiting to be noticed by the world. And on this peaceful day, without any warning, that opportunity they have been waiting for will appear and forever change the course of history. The time of tradition, friendship, and family will soon begin anew in this world that has moved on from the old ways. Fenixtear is about to shine.

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The beautiful morning sun made for the perfect company while the tall, tan woman watered the plants of her garden. Many exotic and magical trees, flowers, and fruits decorated her large greenhouse though not a human soul wandered beside her. Grasidia always enjoyed sharing her garden with the public but never personally lingered among them, making sure to only open her garden after she finished watering the plants every morning. There were a few regular visitors among the humans that she knew of but she couldn't tell you their names; she never spoke to them even once. And as she finished tending to her colorful, silent friends she noticed that one of the regular visitors was waiting patiently by the greenhouse door. A single sigh escaped her as she replaced the watering can on the table next to the clear door and opened it inward. Her face showed no emotion as she looked down on the teenage girl before her, though the human gave her a smile in return. "Thank you, ma'am," the girl spoke, giving a polite bow to Grasidia before entering the greenhouse.

Yet, Grasidia said nothing in return. She simply watched the human mosey past and approach the nearby Firelily flowers. Grasidia let out another sigh before pulling the front door as open as it could go, holding it in place with a latch on the wall so that the door would remain open while she stepped out into the street. Her garden was ready for the day so now it was time to head back to the guild. Many would stop and stare at the striking figure walking among them but Grasidia had grown used to the gazes of the humans. Their lust for her form was always a mystery to her but so long as none approached then it didn't bother her. The walk was brief anyways. As she turned right into a shaded alley the bustling crowd from the street was replaced by an empty walkway. People didn't often come through this alley except for the occasional shortcut or to actually see the mage guild that called it home. The latter was more rare.

She stepped into the guild hall, the front door creaking to announce her entry to all that were inside. A quick glance around confirmed Grasidia's suspicions: there were no customers for the tavern. Only her guildmates were present among the tables and the bar. She also noted that Torys, her master, was nowhere to be seen. The most important thing missing, more than customers and the guild master, were the quest papers on the job board. The corkboard on the back wall was completely empty, easy to see from the entrance. That makes eight days, Grasidia thought to herself, lightly shaking her head in disappointment. Eight days in a row with nothing to do. Turning back and staying at her garden would be worse than just staying here, as at least she knew her guildmates and could tolerate their presence much better than the random humans that would surely pester her if she returned. Of course there were some that wouldn't handle having nothing to do as well as Grasidia would, her guildmates are mostly young and immature. It would only be a matter of time before they tried to find other ways to occupy themselves. But with Torys nowhere in sight it would fall upon Grasidia to keep the guild hall in one piece, so with a defeated sigh she let the door close behind her and simply took a seat at the nearest table. Another one of these days...

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

My Review in Blue

✦ Character Theme | Dreaming ✦

Appearance

Alternative Outfit (Casual)

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Full Name

Leon Aldehart

Age

Twenty-two

Gender

Male

Species

Human

I don't think either of these last two sections needed to be added, all things considered, but then again not everything is so straightforward.
Personality

Leon’s intellect and mind for strategy often come as a surprise to those who first meet him, because he is quite frankly a bit of a meathead. Not in an intellectual sense, but rather he acts like a typical twenty-two year old guy a dudebro. He is brash and blunt and isn’t afraid to get a bit rowdy, oftentimes taking risks that are a lot more calculated than what would appear.

He can be quite smug when the opportunity to flex his brains comes around, oftentimes disparaging his guild members for failing to come to conclusions as quickly as he might - an arrogance that is usually met with a stinging cheek or worse, looking at some of the other cast.

He has a lot of pride and can be very easily riled up with a few choice jeers, especially from those he admires as rivals. Being a relatively new mage, he doesn’t quite stand up to a lot of the other members of Fenixtear and this has led to him developing a bit of a playful competitive streak.

Despite his mind for tactics, Leon has yet to come into his own strengths as a mage and can become quite frustrated when he isn’t succeeding on the same level as his peers. His true talents lie in directing allies, planning out careful stratagems and protecting his friends with his supportive magics. He just doesn’t quite have the patience and real world experience for that sort of thing as of yet.

Strengths

✦ Supportive Ally: Leon's healing and supportive magics make him a valuable addition to any team.
✦ Strategist: Leon has a keen mind for tactics and is able to quickly form complex stratagems once he's got a good grasp on a situation.
✦ (Almost) College Educated: Leon is adept at deciphering magical languages from different time periods. A niche skill, but can come in handy when dealing with all manner of magical script.

Weaknesses

✦ Wet Noodle: Leon's magic is almost entirely supportive. His few offensive options are not enough to hold his own in a fight.
✦ Insecure: Leon hasn't yet learned the value of his unique skill set, instead comparing himself to other mages and feeling as though he often comes up short.
✦ Inexperienced: Despite all his strengths, Leon lacks any real experience when it comes to the tasks a mage is required to perform. He lacks the composure of someone who has spent their life honing their skills. He can't yet be depended on to follow through when it really counts. I'm sure this won't come up later.

Guild

Fenixtear

Mage Rank

C Rank

Guild Mark Location

Right Shoulder

Magic

Fae Scholar

In his efforts to decipher the Fae Codex, Leon stumbled upon the secrets of the Fae realm and the elusive creatures who inhabit it. As well as the long forgotten spells and tactics employed by a group of ancient mages known as the Fae Scholars; brilliant strategists who enlisted the aid of Faeries in combat.

Wielding potent Fae Magic enclosed within the codex, Leon specialises in assisting his allies with a slew of supportive abilities such as shielding, healing and enchanting. Additionally, he may summon Pixies from the Fae Realm to his side to assist in executing his carefully planned stratagems.

While not known for their offensive capabilities, the Fae Codex does enlist a small range of offensive magicks that the mages or yore would have used to defend themselves in a pinch. Don't drop the book.

Spell List (Fae Scholar)

Summon Faerie Companion: Leon may call upon the aid of creatures from the Fae Realm known as Pixies. Small, sprite-like Fae who exist only in the ethereal planes. As such, Pixies cannot be physically harmed - but will momentarily disperse from our realm if struck. They will return to their own realm if Leon receives critical damage. But do fairies have tails?

Each unique Pixie possesses their own spells, and Leon can mentally command his companions to execute these magicks even when he himself is unable to cast spells. Though depending on the bond between the Scholar and his Fae Companions, the Pixies may cast spells of their own free will in order to see their ally well. Fae spells are channeled by the Pixie, but utilize Leon’s own magic power reserves to cast.

Leon is only capable of summoning one Pixie at a time. Changing summons in the heat of battle still proves to be quite taxing for him, so he is generally stuck with whichever Fae he chooses for the entirety of a fight.

Scathe: Fires a quick dart of malignant Fae Magic from the Fae Codex at a foe within short to mid range. Deals minor fire damage and afflicts the target with Glimmer.

Glimmer: Target’s silhouette is outlined with Faerie Fire for a short period, revealing their location even through darkness or magical invisibility. Of course Ignite afflicts the target with True Sight.

Physick: Channels restorative magic onto a single target over an extended duration, allowing them to recover from moderate injuries. Healing effect halved whilst in combat or other high stress situations where full concentration cannot be maintained.

Adloquium: Instantly recovers minor injuries on a single target with a burst of curative sorcery. Grants the target the effect of Galvanize.

Galvanize: Projects a magical barrier around the target that is able to absorb a heavy amount of damage before dispersing. Summon Aery working as intended.

Succor: Channels for a brief moment before releasing a radial discharge of curative sorcery that recovers minor injuries on self and all nearby allies. Grants Galvanize to each affected person, but with the shielding effect only being able to withstand moderate damage before dispersing.

Fae Contracts

The Resplendent Dawn

Lorelai Appearance

A Pixie of the Fae Realm and one of the first Fae Companions Leon learned to Summon. Lorelai is kind and nurturing in spirit, with a wicked fierce sweet tooth that often leads Leon into various expeditions across town to acquire something that might please the little fairy. She is highly receptive to Leon’s wishes when called to his side and is well versed in her own form of curative sorceries that may accompany Leon’s own in battle. But does she have a tail?

Spell List (Lorelai)

Embrace: Lorelai grants continuous regenerative properties to Leon whilst summoned. Though the healing is miniscule, it is a persistent effect that can add up over the course of a battle. Leon may command Lorelai to attach herself to one of his allies instead, granting them the effects of Embrace.

Whispering Dawn: Lorelai releases a radial blast of curative sorcery from her current location, granting significant regenerative magicks to all nearby allies for a short duration. Capable of healing moderate wounds over the course of its effect.

The Gentle Breeze

Melia Appearance

A Pixie of the Fae Realm and one of the first Fae Companions Leon learned to Summon. Melia is cheeky and mischievous, with kleptomaniac tendencies that often land Leon in hot water with his guildmates. Whilst she is fond of Leon, she is far more interested in her own entertainment and does tend to get bored if he doesn’t provide her with enough excitement. Melia specialises in enhancing her allies' combat prowess. I'm getting the feeling they don't have tails.

Spell List (Melia)

Mischief: Melia attunes herself to Leon whilst she is summoned, and will send out a malignant bolt of Fae Magic each time he strikes an enemy or casts an offensive spell. The damage of these bolts is minuscule, but can add up over the course of a battle. On Leon’s command, Melia can attach herself to an ally and grant them the effects of Mischief instead. When attached to agile and fast foes, this effect produces much more potent results as Melia will automatically adjust how fast she fires bolts based on the speed of her current companion.

Fae Wind: Melia enchants nearby allies with a gust of magic wind, significantly increasing their speed, agility and reflexes for a short duration.

Equipment

✦ Fae Codex: A magically preserved tome from an ancient civilization of mages. It goes into great depth on a race of beings known as the Fae and how Scholars of yore learned to utilize their whimsical sorcery. Written in a long forgotten language, this codex acts as the catalyst for Leon's magic. As he continues to decipher more of its contents, more Fae Techniques may become available to him. Definitely don't drop the book.

✦ Aetherquill: Standard writing utensil. Utilizes an unnoticeable amount of magic power to draw on surfaces and in the air.

✦ Prosthetic Arm: Leon's left arm is a prosthetic forged with a magically enhanced alloy. An outdated model by today's standards, but it is highly durable and fully functioning as a substitute for his lost limb.

History

Leon grew up in a small fishing hamlet along the south-eastern coast of Fiore, about a day's travel from Hargeon Port. His father was a fisherman, his mother a chirurgeon you made me look this up and now I'm mad at the local medical center. Leon’s two older brothers, Patrick and Lilothy, worked alongside their father at the docks, often taking to the seas in hopes of a good catch. He and his siblings loved the sea, spending most of their days either swimming, fishing or relaxing by the beach.

As a young lad, Leon held a deep admiration for his father and hoped to one day accompany him and his brothers on one of their treks into the limitless blue. On his tenth birthday, his wish would be granted. A family fishing trip on his dad’s boat. He could barely contain his excitement - a feeling that would last until the storm clouds rolled in from the horizon and encompassed the sky around their small ship.

Miraculously, the ship was relatively unharmed. Leon was not so fortunate. He had lost his footing whilst the ship rocked back and forth and fell into the deep abyss. Lilothy jumped in after him, a rather confident swimmer at the young age of sixteen, and was able to secure his brother to the lifebuoy - but they were not alone in the water. Leon doesn’t remember what the creature looked like, but he will never forget the struggle and the searing pain in his left arm as the sea beast made off with both his appendage and Lilothy ow. Despite heavy blood loss and trauma, the storm had settled enough for Leon’s family to make it back to shore and rush the boy into his mother’s clinic.

The loss of Lilothy took its toll on the family. Leon’s father was never able to work at sea again, drowning his sorrows in a constant drunken stupor. His mother became cold and unfeeling as stone, she chose to bottle everything up in order to keep her family together. Patrick ran away from home about a year later at the age of nineteen I'm sure this will never come up again. Leon’s rehabilitation was long and painful, and the advancements of magical prosthetics allowed him to utilize a mechanical left arm that functioned just as well as his real one did.

He was housebound for a few years; partly due to injury but mostly trauma. He focussed on his academics to pass the time; it was a nice distraction from the constant memory of that day. Over time his body grew stronger, and he was able to somewhat come to terms with Lilothy’s death. Though he was never able to love the sea as he once did - in fact he now held a deep fear of it. He spent his remaining youth mostly keeping to himself with a nose tucked in a book. It was lonely, but at least he was able to better himself in some way. Watching his father deteriorate into a shell of a man was motivation enough not to follow suit. Lilothy had given his life so that Leon could live - he ought to make the most of it.

It was with that ambition that Leon was accepted into one of the top magical universities in Crocus actually, its in Era, hence the name; Era University. An undergraduate in the field of ancient linguistics, a degree he had no real attachment to but was proving to lead to many employment opportunities in Guilds. For the first two years of his studies, Leon excelled. It wasn’t until his third year when the stress and workload really began to take its toll. An upcoming assignment had him particularly vexed, leading the young man to sneak into the campus’ restricted library to hopefully give him an edge over the other students. It was here he would stumble across a dusty old Codex.

Seemingly abandoned by even the college’s librarians themselves, the dusty old tome was written in an ancient language he hadn’t encountered before. Having spent the last two and a half years of his life learning how to decipher ancient languages, Leon thought there was no one more suited to tackling the task. And yet, thievery is the least of our cast's sins.

What started as a mild curiosity quickly turned to obsession. Leon began flunking his classes, paying more attention to his discovery than his actual work tasks. For inside the forgotten codex lay scattered tidbits of information of creatures known as faeries and the realm they inhabited. Of course, every child grew up hearing of faeries in their bedtime tales and I still want my fairy tails - but to think such creatures actually existed. Leon eventually deciphered the method in which the Fae Scholars of a long lost civilization used to summon forth faerie companions to aid in battle and learn their elusive fae sorceries.

The first time he attempted to summon a fae didn’t go exactly to plan. He unknowingly unleashed a swarm of malicious pixies into the entire campus. They wreaked havoc for a solid week before the faculty was able to expel them back to where they came - leading them straight to Leon and the Fae Codex. He made up an excuse that the book belonged to his mother and he wished to decipher it as an extracurricular activity. None the wiser to his little expedition to the restricted library, and beaming with praise for the lads’ dedication to his craft, the faculty let him off easy. They warned him not to become too wrapped up in his task and that his actual studies were more important. To his credit, he made a genuine effort to put the codex behind him - but curiosity always got the better of him. After the third incident involving a wayward faerie, Leon was given an ultimatum - hand over the codex or be expelled.

Leon didn’t regret dropping out of university same - his fascination with the fae codex and his newfound companions trumped any desire to achieve a tertiary education. Though he was left with a bit of a predicament. He had come to Crocus actually he went to Era, but going to Crocus after dropping out is a pretty reasonable step because its the biggest city and host to several guilds and many businesses in the hopes of preserving Lilothy’s memory by living a life he could be proud of. Returning home would leave him in the exact place he had started. It wasn’t easy to make an honest living in Crocus, but as fate would have it there was one way Leon could continue his studies of fae sorcery and earn a bit of coin to get by - joining a back alley independent guild by the name of Fenixtear. His last month at the guild has started to plant ideas of grandeur in his young mind - Leon Aldehart, fully fledged wizard of Fenixtear. Though he still has quite a ways to go before achieving that dream.

A very solid nerd, I don't feel the least confused about his magic so nothing to fix there. The backstory is also pretty good. I like the guy. But the Crocus/Era mixup should get fixed, which won't be too hard I imagine. Once that's cleaned up then you can move Leon over to the characters tab.

Also there are too many L's in all our characters' names so I'm banning names that start with L from now on.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

My Review in Red

Name:
Astoria Hycantha Ocenade

Age:
17

Guild Mark Location:
Just below her collar bone on the left side, Aqua

Magic Type:
Water Magic, Water-Maker Magic

Both magics allow the user to manipulate the element of water, and most other forms of liquid based on water. Both magics can utilize water preexisting in the area, but also can utilize magically generated water too.

Spells:
(Not a complete list of maker-spells, but at least her most used ones.) Please, God, don't let me have to read a long list of literally every spell a Maker Magic user has.

Support

- Water Bubble: The user creates bubbles of water with oxygen trapped inside that enable those who put their heads in the bubbles to breathe underwater.

- Water-Make Dome: The user creates a dome of water around themselves, camouflaging them with the surrounding water, if present.

- Undertow Water thickens the air and pulls at the target(s) making it more difficult for the target(s) to move and stay upright. This can even affect the ability to cast magic, and at the very least slows the target(s) down.

- Pull of the Sea: The caster touches the chest/back of the target. Target experiences a draining feeling, both physically and magically. It leaves the target weakened, and can even make an already weak target passout. Not sure how this relates to Water or Water-Make.

- Ocean Serenade: This spell has the ability to lull target(s) to sleep, but more readily just makes them put down their guard and more peaceful. Targets swear they hear the calming sound of waves lapping on the shore, wafting smells of the sea air, and some even say they can see the white crests of the waves. Also not sure how this relates to Water or Water-make. Are these two leftovers from Ria's original sheet?

- Water-Make (structure): This is mostly used as an unnamed spell. User is able to create structures out of water, the top layer of which is condensed to be solid enough to support weight.

- Water-Make Decoy: User generates realistic looking phaximilies probably mean facsimiles of a person/persons out of water. Decoy(s) cannot move or make sound, but can be generated in any pose. If physically interacted with, Decoy(s) will disperse into a puddle of water.

Defensive

- Water Lock The user creates a large sphere of water that can be used to attack their target while they are trapped inside it.

- Water-Make Barrier: Whereas Water Dome is for camiflogue, this spell creates a barrier out of water that remains in place and carries an extreme current. The current is strong enough to prevent weak magical attacks from penetrating it, and makes it extremely difficult for things to cross the barrier. It is not impossible to break through, and it requires dedicated magical energy to maintain. If the caster falls unconscious or runs out of magical energy, the barrier will fall. Barrier can be made into many different forms, but generally seen as a wall or dome.

- Obscuring Mist: Through concentrated focus on condensing the water molecules in the air, the caster creates a fog cover to obscure vision around them and their allies. Range grows with practice, use, and magical force applied and can vary from a 20 foot radius to a 50 foot radius. With effort, the caster can allow individuals the ability to see through the mist clearly, but it is extremely strenuous and exhausting to do so. Mostly used as a diversion to escape dangers.

- Water-Make Cage: User creates a cage out of water sized to trap the target(s). The bars are extremely high current water cycling around the structure, making it difficult to break out and can lead to injury if one tries to escape.

Offensive

- Neptune’s Dance: Two or more waves of water rotate around each other and form a helix that blast the opponent into the air with tremendous force.

- Water-Make (weapon): User concentrates water into the form of a weapon. Water weapon can deal damage like a normal weapon of that type, but only for as long as user has hold of the weapon (in the case of bow/arrows, user must continue contact on the bow). If contact is lost, weapon disperses.

- Geyser: User shoots boiling hot water from hands at target, which can hit to cause blunt damage and potentially scold the target.

- Water Slicer: By swiping their arm, the user sends scythe-like blades of water at their intended target, which are powerful enough to cleanly slice through solid rock. It can also be used as a form of defense to intercept an attack.

- Cyclone: The user forms a circular torrent of water in front of their hands and uses the cyclone of water to attack their target. The size and power of the cyclone is dependent on how much magical energy the user puts into the attack. Attack can knock the target off their feet, but is mostly aimed to do blunt damage.

- Tsunami: The user curls in on themselves, drawing water from the area around them, and even themselves. After a few seconds, they unfurl, raising their arms up high. A wall of water rises before them and moves forward in a massive wave of destruction, knocking over and washing away anything in its path. This spell consumes a lot of magical energy and has the potential to level small towns. Users beware to only use as a last resort as it may leave caster unconscious.

Magic Rank:
A

Equipment:
N/A

Strengths:
Hydromancer:

Her water magic allows her to manipulate water around her as well as magically generate water. That is not the sum of it though. There are a few water spells that come naturally to her, casted like flexing a muscle. Spells of note for this are mostly just self-impacting ones, that help her swim deeper and stay under for extended periods of time. Water responds a bit more fluidly to her than other water casters, and she can manipulate water cast by other spell wizards; she hasn’t had the opportunity to see if she can manipulate Celestial’s who? water magic or a Sea Dragon’s water magic, but she’s interested to see if that’s the case too.

Friendly:

Ria loves to make friends, and just generally be around others. Whether it’s seeing someone looking down and wanting to cheer them up, or just giving them a person to be with, she doesn’t like seeing others alone. She likes to do things for others, and generally enjoys participating in whatever activity friends or those she chooses to associate with at the moment are doing. Finally, someone who isn't a Debbie Downer.

Supportive/Helpful:

She likes to help others, whether it be with supporting them in difficult decisions or sticking to getting better with spells. Despite her ditzy/aloof appearance, she understands a lot about the core concept of how different types of magic work, and techniques to make a particular type of magic work better. She’s not as effective at teaching, say, a wook-maker mage at casting as another wood-maker mage might, but she certainly knows enough to help the other wizard improve.
She also just generally likes helping out and working with others, whether it’s just dealing with day to day things or a job or whatever. She feels it’s everyone’s job as part of the guild to help one another out, and it’s just being a good citizen to help when help is needed.

Upbeat/Positive/Cheerful:

Believe it or not, like it or not, Ria is a metaphorical ray of sunshine. It isn’t just being friendly. She rarely is seen without a smile on her face or a bounce in her step. She always tries to look on the bright side of things even in the most dire of circumstances. This energy she does try to share with others, and is ever willing to help with figuring out what’s good about a bad experience. Medications can be prescribed to fix this.

Weaknesses:
Ditzy/Aloof

She appears to be an airhead. She generally has a lot of things going on in her head, that she can be a bit forgetful. She means well, and definitely doesn’t want to forget important things, but some things just slip through the cracks. Not just dates and times of important things, but maybe not paying attention to her surroundings (not necessarily to trip, but not notice someone flirting, or being uncomfortable because she got too close, etc). She usually apologizes, but it doesn’t keep it from happening again. So she leaves notes to herself, and - while there is an organizational system for everything she writes down - it kinda looks just as chaotic as her thoughts.

Insomnia:

She doesn’t like to talk about it, to the point of refusal if someone won’t allow her to just brush off the concern, but she has trouble sleeping. She’s always had trouble sleeping ever since she was little, and while it got worse since their village was destroyed by demons, Ria refuses to let herself delve too deep into why. But sleep comes infrequently at best. Enough that it’s never physically evident she has difficulty falling and staying asleep. She’d rather deal with insomnia than whatever is causing it.

Selfless:

While some would find this a strength, she understands it’s not. She puts others before herself, and sometimes neglects her own wellbeing while being concerned over how someone else is doing. Whether it’s making sure everyone else has eaten before she finally serves herself, or helping someone even if she really should probably sit and rest. Some of this reckless behavior is mitigated from others noticing what she’s doing and convincing her to think of herself first, but often it’s so subtle it’s noticeable. But this is always done with a smile, so does it really hurt anyone?

Represses the Bad:

Negative wasn’t acceptable from her; she had to be the good child, the quiet one. The one that no one had to think about twice. Good wasn’t because people were looking at her, good was because there was more focus put elsewhere. So she suppressed sadness same. She made herself believe that she was happy. She won’t let herself dwell on the negative and buries anything that makes her feel anything but happy beneath layers of telling herself it’s fine. It’s second nature to her at this point, to shrug off a wrong done against her with a smile and a carefree “don’t worry about it”; what’s one more thing buried deep down?

Because of this, she doesn’t really cope with her own negative feelings. Whenever something starts to creep up, feeling angry or sad, she shoves those feelings down into the “doesn’t bother me” zone. There, all the bad feelings go to - well most would hope - die, but really they just fester. Sure, one day they may break through the carefully crafted cage, but for now - it’s holding strong so no need to try to process the bad.

Workaholic:

Perhaps workaholic isn’t the proper term, but Ria doesn’t like to sit idle. She constantly pushes herself to stay busy, whether it’s helping around the guildhall or around town she is looking to do something. If no one needs help, she strives to socialize, or draw, or read, or garden ayyyyy, or shop. Just anything to keep her doing something.

Personality:
The first thing most people notice about her is that Ria tries to always be courteous and cheerful, loving to be around people almost as much as she likes wide open spaces and anything shiny or brightly colored. A fan of anything upbeat, she can often be seen dancing or heard singing (usually both) out by the shore and around town, and generally moves with a skip in her step. She’s generally reliable, and cares deeply for those in her guild, and those in her town in general, and will do anything for them. She doesn't like to see people upset and will often go out of her way to try to cheer someone up.

She often seems like a bit of a ditz - forgetful, aloof, and perhaps even a bit naive. There are still simple things that are common sense to others she often overlooks - like privacy, personal space, and basic decency; some see it as her ditzy ways, but it’s more the childish naivety of not understanding other people may have different comfort levels than her, and her desperate desire to be around others. While not everyone gains automatic trust, if she sees someone she trusts trusting someone else - she’ll be quick to trust that person. It can be easy to manipulate her, a soft word and a bit of kindness goes a long way, especially if presented with options where one choice is clearly going to be best for more.

History/Bio:
Younger, ditzy sister of Gwendolyn Gospel. Where Gwen was forced to follow their father’s demon slayer legacy, Ria was pretty much ignored by their father, she was seen to carry on their mother’s legacy. With a lot of focus being on making sure Gwen could carry out the family’s legacy, the focus turned to her was to be a well behaved child - a fly on the wall, so to speak. She told herself she wasn’t resentful of the attention Gwen got, because the trials her sister went through to prove herself looked so awful compared to the handful of teaching sessions she received for her own spells, but that was just the start of the lies she started telling herself. Regardless of the jealousy she hid from herself, she loves her sister deeply and never let any enmity come between them growing up and playing together when they could. For a long time she pushed herself to grow stronger magically to prove to their parents she was just as talented as her sister.

By the time they were teens, she started to fall into severe self doubt over just how powerful she was. All her spells were never good enough. She spent more and more time away from home where she didn’t have the reminder of just being around their parents that Gwen was the better mage between them, that her spells would never be strong enough.

Their village being ravaged by demons didn’t change anything for her much. With so much doubt in her powers, she kept making the wrong decisions on which spells to use to help. She unleashed powerful blasts to help chase some of the demons off, but took down a home in the process; attempts to put out fires turned houses into rubble. Just another failure in a long line oof. And another memory shoved deep down.

By the time she and Gwen found each other in the chaos after the demon attack, Ria had told her sister she only just got back to town to see the destruction; she has reiterated it enough to have convinced herself she wasn’t present for the destruction.

Joining Fenixtear has made it easier for Astoria to believe her own lies. She has adjusted well to the busy life of assisting around the guild and town. As she is quite content with the status quo of life in the guild, and thinks that the setting is good for her sister as well.

Extra: Astoria prefers to go by the nickname Ria, just like her sister. I'm sure this isn't at all confusing ever.

She collects shiny stones, and enjoys gardening ayyyy.

She prefers skirts and dresses to pants; in fact, she only has two pairs of pants and two pairs of shorts in her entire wardrobe. Everything else is skirts, dresses, and nice blouses/tops to go with them. She generally avoids dark colors, but not to the point of exclusion.

She does wear a hair tie around her wrist despite having short hair; when she is anxious or upset, or even sad, she plays with it even as she lies and says she’s fine with a smile on her face.

Her favorite food is strawberries (and you better believe she grows them in the garden!) Bonus points for using this section.

Solid sheet, but you tricked me into reading a long list of spells. Not so long that I'm mad though. Two of them seemed a bit out of place so I wanna know what that's about. The history is just fine. A little extra on the extras but that never hurt anybody. I'll give her a pass, but I still want to know about the two spells: Pull of the Sea and Ocean Serenade.

@Sanguine Rose