Lady Termott

The Guild

Several more people who Solan assumed had wanted to join the guild had appeared, and she decided it was time she took her leave. She said her thanks to both Maria and Makarov before stepping aside to let others speak to the master. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but she had a nagging feeling, like she was forgetting something. Arden rolled his eyes, giving her a quick peck on the head, as if to jog her memory.

“Hey! Why did you- Oh gosh, I forgot about Heloise. She’s waiting for me and I’m taking my time.” Solan quickly made her way outside, looking over her shoulder to take another look at what she would call home for hopefully a long time. However, Solan never got the hang of walking and not looking where she was going, and stumbled forward rather ungracefully. Arden let out a squawk of what the Valkyrie assumed to be laughter as he managed to stay in the air.

“Arden, how rude,” She chastised him lightly, knowing it was her fault. She got up, and brushed herself off, looking around for Heloise. She was close to the hall, so Solan hurried towards her, this time watching where she was going. “Hey! I’m sorry for the wait! I asked the master if I could join as well, and I made it. I guess we’re officially guild mates now!”

The Guild

Caits said
mmm. How is everyone?Heloise needs Solan lol

Opps, I'll get on that.

[High-Casual]We Are Changed.

Ohh, save a spot for me, making a CS

*EDIT:


“Eh.”

"The Basics..."

Name: Esther Lark

Nickname: None due to the lack of creativity in her parents in name choices.

Age: 17 / 12th grade

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Asexual panromatic

"The Appearance..."

Description of Appearance

Esther has a light complexion as she never goes out much. She’s all of five foot three and about a hundred ten pounds, being a bit on the scrawny side. She lacks feminine curves, although doesn’t mind. Sometimes she can be mistaken for a boy, but once again, doesn’t mind. Her limbs are rather lanky, and don’t have much muscle.

Her face has a bit of a mature angular look to it, which is usually clear of most acne. Behind large prescription glasses, her eyes are a lovely dark brown. Like her eyes, her hair is the same brown, worn that of a messy bob, where the hair is pretty short in the back and longer in the front. Most of the time she doesn’t even style it and it can be described as a bed head.

Style

She wears mostly baggy clothes, or rather “boyish” clothes. Her clothes are mostly neutral tones, varying from browns to blacks to greys, or more diluted colors. Her outfits usually comprised of jeans, and a shirt, or a sweater with shorts, or a combination of the two. It doesn’t matter to her, as Esther doesn’t really care much about her outfits. However, she doesn’t want to stand out, hence no bright colors. Her shoes are simple slip-ons that are easy on her feet and can stand several months.

Distinct Markings

A few moles here and there, such as a small one by her left eye, and one on her neck.

"Delve A Little Deeper..."

Likes

Reading, doodling, the internet, quiet, and videogames

Dislikes

People, routines, gore, soda, and sunlight

Personality

Esther’s main trait would be apathetic. That goes for her looks, others’ looks, things going around her, or just in general. She is neutral towards people, not wanting to be on sides, such as that in petty fights.. Esther can also be known to be on the pessimistic side, being the kind of person who sees the glass as half empty. Matched with her uncaring attitude is her laziness. She’d much rather spend her time reading or surfing the web than taking a long walk on the beach.

Esther isn’t much of a people’s person, and can be a bit uncomfortable when around people for long periods of time. Given her reclusiveness, she can be rather socially awkward, so she doesn’t talk much as she has no idea what to say most of the time.

Strengths

She’s a whiz at technology and trivia. She’s fairly intelligent; however, hence the laziness, she doesn’t apply herself much in school, so she often gets low grades. Despite the social awkwardness, she can empathize others and their actions. She also tends to think things through, such as plans or situation.

Weaknesses

She cannot stand the site of gore or the talk of gore. When exposed to either, she’ll become sick to her stomach. This goes to the same to anything else she deems “gross”, such as childbirth, the human body in general, and already been chewed food. She’s also really fond of cute animals. Esther also tends to overthink things, such as something she could have said instead, and trivial details, like why the alphabet has to be in order. She also can't see squat without her glasses.

"The Talent..."

Mutation

-Invisibility- This allows her to disappear from sight.

-Force fields- Allows her to project an outward force for means of defense or other means, which gives off a greenish glow. It’s either that of an orb, or a wall. She can move the orb/wall, such as expanding it, or if she traps something in it, she can move both the field and the object.

Mutation Strengths

-Invisibility- She can hide from foes, or just people in general, which she tends to avoid. This would help her become stealthy. Esther can make things she touches do the same, not quite yet people but more specifically her clothes.

-Force Fields- It can block physical attacks. As she can move both forms of it, she can push things away.

Mutation Weaknesses

-Invisibility- Although she cannot be seen, she can be heard. This is most affected by her emotions as well, as she can take the phrase “wanting to disappear” quite literally, and if she feels either fear or sadness, she will vanish.

-Force fields- As she can move things inside the orb, heavier the object is, the harder for her to move. Expanding or moving the force fields drains her energy quicker, so it would take more practice if she wanted to shield others. This can also be slightly affected by her emotions, such as if she wants to shut people out, she can literally do this. They also don’t last very long

"Delving A Little Deeper..."

History

Esther was born to a well off, loving family. She never knew her father who had died of a serious illness when she was younger, but had her older brother and mother. Her brother is nine years older than her, and is very protective. Given so, she’s never had any trouble with bullies, or even school work, as he tried to help as best he could. Given the circumstances of her father’s death, her mother never really was there mentally. Of course she did her best with her kids, feeding them and providing for them, it was Esther’s older brother who mostly raised her.

In middle school, tragedy struck, and her mother had died in a terrible car accident. This caused Esther to sort of reel inside a shell and lock others out. Her brother had to take care of her after the incident which made them both orphans. Esther seemed to cut ties with people, not wanting to get close to them so it wouldn’t hurt if she lost them.

When high school rolled around, she managed to simply blend in and go about her own business as someone who no one really notices. That is, until she finds her name on the list to partake in the experiment. That was when her brother could no longer protect from danger.

Other

Kinda a mixture between Violet from Incredibles and Shadowcat.

The Guild

“Cute, what?” Solan repeated dumbly, a bit embarrassed at the compliment, “Um thanks! And thank you for accepting me! I’ll do my best!” As if on cue upon hearing the good news of her acceptance, Arden plopped on her head from the rafters, letting out what was supposed to be a victory cry; both Valkyrie and griffin letting their wings flap briefly as a sign of happiness.

She turned toward the master so she could answer him. “Well, Master, sir, I wanted to see the world. Like I said to that angry guy, we don’t often leave the comfort of home, but I was an exception since I have magic.” She shrugged it off, as her magic wasn’t nearly as strong as anyone in the guild. It could have been the elders of her home felt sympathy, or even to get her out of their hair.

The Guild

Solan couldn’t help but cheer alongside when Heloise was accepted. She made it seem easier than it looks. When she left, Solan figured it was her turn to ask.

The Valkyrie shuffled rather slowly toward the woman who had accepted Heloise. She felt nervous and wasn’t sure how to correctly ask, or if there was even a correct way of asking. It was rather out of character for her to even feel anything relating to fear. She stood there awkwardly, taking a deep breath before she bowed fairly low to Maria.

“Hello, I am Solan, and well I haven’t really traveled far to come here, my home isn’t actually that far and-“ she stopped herself, getting off track, “And please accept me into this guild too! To be honest I don’t have much to offer, I’m not skilled at magic or even combat for that matter. Heck, I can’t even fly yet, I mean my griffin can fly and he hatched not too long ago-“ She stopped again, annoyed at her own nervous rambling. Solan stood up, straightening her back.

“Anyway, although I worked hard to get where I am today, I’ll work even harder for this guild. I hope that joining this guild will help me become stronger and earn my wings.”

The Guild

Would it seem racist to a Leonin if someone is riding a lion?

The Guild

Solan nodded toward Heloise’s response and awkwardly trailed behind her to where the master was seated. She listened carefully, realizing as well that Makarov hadn’t precisely told her that she was accepting into the guild, but was welcoming her inside the building, as if she were a tourist. This made her feel a bit embarrassed for just assuming he’d let in anyone willy-nilly just like that. This guild had high standards, but Solan wondered if she met these standards.

She listened to Heloise’s rather courageous words. She felt a bit of admiration in the way the girl spoke strongly of her reasons for wanting to join. Solan then pondered her own reasons for wanting to join. She never thought of it as a job and to get bread on the table. It didn’t seem Iron Tree was just a place for workers to clock in and out, as Makarov didn’t seem that of a manager. All this talk of family made her realize he may think the members as his actual family. Of course he’d be strict as to join, and all the more reason for her to worry about her acceptance inside.

The Guild

Solan will try to be friends with everyone but fail, oops

The Guild

Solan should probably do that before grocery shopping

The Guild

Maybe there's a method to Makarov's madness?

Or he probably secretly hates elves too.

Also, does that mean we get to prove ourselves to Makarov?