Jazz

The Rise of the Guardian

I will. That good huh?

The Rise of the Guardian

No fair!!!! :( I wanna see it :(

Yggdrasil Chron. S1: A Raven’s Feather { Jazz & Angel }

Silena smiled, looking as if she had succeeded in her plan to get Loki to have a little fun when she saw him jump a little and the chuckle that she rarely if at all got to hear. She knew that even a servant needs to know how to be happy once in a while, not miserable for the rest of their days. But it sadly was not meant to be despite her hopes that Loki would. Knowing for sometime that Loki had been watching over her like any parent would. She knew there was something about him that drew her to him, hence the title but the title was a secret between her and Loki.

She honestly liked Loki. Besides the silly rules(what she thought was silly any) that they weren't allowed to have any sort of ties besides master and servant. The "master and servant" ties were what made her shiver. She liked it better then someone had a choice to serve, not be forced. She thought better than wait till she was Queen one day to change that law or at least make more tolerable. Til then she had to everything that it would take to make that happen without disrespecting traditions too badly that was.

Being brought out of her thoughts, Silena listened as Loki talked about trying on the dress that he made her to try on. Every birthday that she could recall, was always when Loki would make her a dress for the celebration. As much as she liked wearing them, she wore because Loki put in the hard work to make it for her. To put to it all that she liked and rarely if at all, would she ever change it. For this, Silena smiled, if not grinned and was about to bounce in place with renewed energy. "Of course! I would love to!" And then that was when she saw it. His hesitation to straighten up and be as he was "suppose" to. It made her sad that Loki looked hurt. So she had a plan to make it up to him. Her smile still there and not wavering, she would let him lead the way and stay with him.

Making it her room after stopping a servant to recover something for her of which she tried to keep from Loki might he refuse before she got the chance, steeled herself before opening the door to see what would be in store for her knowing that it would be amazing.

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Carth noticed as he was speeding along, two young boys running towards him. He slows his mare down before hopping off. "It's okay. I will go help them. I'll get you on my horse and head to the ranger camp, ask for backup." Carth tells them before getting them on the horse and slaps the butt of his companion before running off in the direction he could hear the screams. Unsheathing his sword, dodging and weaving around trees and rocks, vaulting over logs as he runs, takes a giant leap towards the creature and goes for a cut to the creatures body. His sword's edges turn orange with heat as he imbued his sword with heat to slice through like butter. Having landed to the ground, Carth gets between the creature and the two girls.

The Fire Elemental readied himself before taking the fight to the Boarmantis creature. Using his fire with measured caution so he wouldn't catch the forest ablaze. Buying time till reinforcements got them unless he managed to kill the creature first which was by no means an easy task since it was part boar. He had eventually made a barrier of fire to protect the girls while he fought it.

Marvel/DC Crossover: Worlds Collide

Riza had slowly stood up, nodding to Robin with a smile or gratitude for helping her. Looking to Wolf being told what happened and what this "Watcher" is. All she could seem to answer was with a shrug. "Not a clue. Its always a possibility. Not much I could look into without more information. Until then I believe we have a mission to prep for. That Fight club you talked about. I still need to add pictures to names and make some tweaks. If I'm right it should be starting soon and we need to be ready. Meet you all in the communications room?" She asked while slowly standing up with the help of the exo-skeleton from the suit of the legs and spine. She started heading out of the room as the other started remembering about it.

"Seems like we need to get ready. What do you say Wolf. Willing to help up out with what we need to wear for it?" Meg'aan asked with a optimistic smile.

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The forest was quiet for the most part, birds barely chirped and the only thing you might be able to hear is the sound of crickets or the slight rustling of trees from the wind. Riding through on a black mare, Carth could already feel something was wrong. He had noticed a darkness from the early morning morning to find that within the afternoon, the village was empty besides the monster that he had killed that lurked within. Having moved on and finding the path that the villagers took, went through that same road. Carth figured he could ask for information from the villagers when he was able to catch up.

His horse stopped and stomped with unease, Carth looked to his horse and rubbed its neck in comforting hushed tones in hopes to help ease her discomfort. Looking about for the source of his companion's discomfort, he didn't see much if anything at all up until he heard a scream close by. From what Carth could tell, it was a scream that sounded much like a child's. Carth turned his mare toward the scream and raced to see if he could find out what happen and if he could help.

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Carth Ornaris
(Car-th Orn-are-is)
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Blue
Height: 5’8”
Elements:
Primary: Fire
Secondary: Lightning
Occupation: Warrior

Dragon form:
Personality: Carth is kind, caring, hardworking, determined, and most of all stubborn. Raised as an orphan, Carth had to use all these traits to get to where he is now. Had to work hard and make sure that he would live a decent life. His childhood was not an easy one nor was he able to cherish what other children could. A mother and/or father. All he really knew was a friendship for what few friends in his hometown orphanage. He is by no means shy towards other people and is friendly to those he helps. At times Carth can be a little childish at times but it is due to his nature of growing up as fast as he did so his child side wants to rear its head every now and then, with a goofy grin to boot.
His determination and his stubbornness can be a weakness and a strength. When every passionate or set on something within his mind on what he wants to do, he is willing to go through heaven or hell to achieve it no matter the cost. This sometimes leaves him to be irrational and/or reckless and could lead to getting himself or others hurt when he goes into something blindly.
Carth is known to be very attached to someone he calls friend or family, so he becomes protective of these people that he has given such personal titles. He never likes to see a kid on the streets with no parents, knowing how that was like and would want to do what he can to help. When someone is in need, Carth will stop to help any way he can.
Carth is not a fan of spiders, he doesn’t know why but he has a disliking to and either wants to be far away from or wants to kill with a passion when he sees one. He also doesn’t like the taste or mushrooms, cauliflower, and blueberries. Carth also doesn’t know how to swim.

Carth has never come to use his dragon form for since he has been in the Orphanage as a young boy, never taught to use it for his form for it is protected by magic that is undetected even for highly skilled of magic users.
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Altoron Ibnlesa
(All-tore-on I-been-less-a)
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Golden Brown
Height: 5’10’
Elements:
Primary: Shadows
Secondary: Fire
Occupation: Assassin

Personality: Altoron was born into the order of Assassin's, not showing much compassion to his enemies and friends on some occasions. However, he quickly rose among the order of the assassins at a young age using his skills.
He was devoted to the order and its interests, focusing on nothing else. Altoron grew up rebellious, arrogant and overconfident, forgetting about the rules of the order and thrill of the hunt. But as Altoron progressed, he started to gain wisdom, become observant and enjoyed the thrill of finding his own target as opposed to sending people doing the job for him, also learned to show a little more compassion for his friends and comrades while learned to treasure the creed of the assassins again and perfected his abilities.
Later within the order, Altoron begins to question the way of the order, particularly its tenets and free-thinking. For that, he changes his ways to adjust, allowing poison and mobility among many things. With help from his journey to stop the Evil of Darkness that is spreading, required the hidden gun and a new set of armor.
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Maltoran Altonirie
(Mal-tore-an All-ton-ear-ee)
Brown Wolf
Name: Krona
(Krone-ah)
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Hair: Black
Eyes: Golden Brown
Height: 5’10”
Elements:
Primary: Water
Secondary: Shadows
Occupation: Assassin

Personality: Maltoran was a harsh but wise man who based his life and works completely on the Order of Assassins and its tenets. He adhered to and protected those laws, believing that the righteousness his Master claimed was the foundation of all things. This unwavering devotion and faith partially blinded him to his Mentor's treachery; only when Altoron challenged him to think for himself and not use the Creed as an excuse for ignorance did he begin to reconsider his stance and search for the truth.
Maltoran found proof of the master’s treachery recorded in a diary left within Solomon's Temple – the details written: "broke his heart,". For that had some for him to see that their master had brought a Darkness to their home which prompted Maltoran to rebel and side with Altoron, acting as pivotal support.

Despite his sometimes disdainful and sarcastic behavior, Maltoran is deeply loyal to those he cares for, always seeking to protect his younger brother and support his friends. He is also compassionate towards those he cares for and will make sure that he does all that he can to ensure they are happy. This loyalty had become installed into his younger brother, Kanarus.
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Kanarus Altonirie
(Can-air-us All-ton-ear-ee)
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Hair: Heavy Dark Brown
Eyes: Golden Brown
Height: 5’7”
Elements:
Primary: Air
Secondary: Shadows
Occupation: Assassin


Personality: Kanarus is an excitable person for his youth, always ready to go and take the fight to the enemy rather than skulking around in the shadows, waiting for the danger to pass. As such, he was a better follower of Altoron's methods in practice than his brother's more careful tactics. This was to the frustration of Maltoran, as he was more of a rival than a friend to Altoron in their early days of being Assassins.
Kanarus is younger than Maltoran, yet he was at a higher rank than a novice, despite his youth; meaning he had some ability and skill with his weapons, elements and in his fighting style. It is likely that Kanarus would have worked very hard to keep up with his brother in the matters of the Order, looking up to him and to Altoron in all things.
Kanarus is obedient to the Order of the Assassins, and though admiring of Altoron's arrogant and reckless ways, he seemed to display the humility and patience that an Assassin needed to fulfill their deadly tasks. Since the attack on his home, he has become more of a man than a boy. But there are times that he lets his inner child come out.
Due to his birthplace, Kanarus was quite tanned, as was Maltoran, and appeared to have light stubble on his lip and chin. His eyes were an oddly light color, as opposed to the far more common dark brown eyes of Middle-Eastern people. His head was mostly hidden from view by a hood.
When it came to his Assassin robes, the signature triangle-shaped buckle was strapped across his chest and a red sash was tied around his waist. Throwing knives were kept on his belt and a sword hung from the left side of his waist, and though he was endowed with a Hidden Blade, Kanarus has all his fingers, which was uncommon amongst his Assassin brethren.

The Rise of the Guardian

Wewt!

Marvel/DC Crossover: Worlds Collide

Its a plus though! x3 Number is the slightly harder since its not a completely frequent thing.

Marvel/DC Crossover: Worlds Collide

Yeah. Somewhat working on it. But I know about the hardship of potty training. Helping potty train my siblings It was interesting x3