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Name: Tori Rauðrgant
Age: 17
Sex: Female
Phenotype: Human
Appearance:
Worth mentioning, she's VERY tall, a full six feet even. She's also covered with corded, rippling muscle from working out extensively.
Nationality: Atlesian
Weapon: Weapon: Sigyn - A set of DBPG, or Dust Barrier Projection Gauntlets. With her usual straightforward self, Tori styled it in the fashion of two massive, enormously heavy full-metal plates of armor that encase her arms all the way down up the elbow, heavier than most could lift with one hand. They possess no ranged capabilities, and no special way to augment her punching force (whether it needs augmenting at all is debatable). However, she can insert vials of dust in the side and project the dust in front of her hands to form a barrier. As would be expected, different types of dust produce different types of barriers; red dust will burn what hits it to cinders, light blue dust will freeze it, etc. While she only needs a single hand to create the barrier, a one-handed shield is relatively small and fragile. With hands linked, however, she can create a much more substantial breathing-room space, able to handle even a short volley of artillery fire. If she wants to further bolster the defensive capabilities of her gauntlets, she can encase the barrier of dust with her aura, leaving her personal self with less defense, but everything behind the barrier pretty damn safe. They don't collapse at all, so whenever she's not using them, she straps them to her back. That's quite a feat in itself, as the fists of these gauntlets are about half the size of her torso.
Semblance: Bulwark - Tori can see auras, and can consciously move her aura around to other people or objects.
Aura Color: Brilliant scarlet-red.
Emblem:
Personality: Tori is, in more ways than one, a guardian, and allergic to bullshit. Generally brusque and gruff to those that she finds even the smallest bit suspicious, she's extraordinarily protective of her friends and team members, and will not hesitate to get up in your face if you try something that endangers those that she cares for. That’s not to say she doesn’t have a fun side; in fact, she thrives on attention and loves being at the center of things, especially parties. If she views you as a threat, though—to herself or her friends—she will not hesitate to drop you. As a byproduct of this straightforward nature, she is brutally honest to everyone, and has no stomach for liars. No matter the motive. In her mind, lying is, without exception, a bad thing to do. As much as she wants to protect people, she has a tendency of not taking care of herself, and often ends up sleeping through the day because she’s so exhausted from pushing herself past when she already should’ve rested.
Background: What’s that? You want to hear about my past?
Sure, I guess. Order another round, I might be a little while.
I was born way up north in the far northern reaches of Mantle. Real little town called Svartheim, barely a blip on the map. Mostly farmers, and some retired hunters like my dad. So me, my dad Bjorn, my mom Frej, and my younger brother Ander—wait, really? I never told you guys I had a brother? Weird—we all lived together in this big house in the middle of town, right? Think about that for a sec. Poor town, wilderness all around, big mansion with one family living in it, mostly malnourished, weak peasants. Svartheim’s the kind of place that draws bandits.
So I was sitting by the windowsill embroidering—hey, don’t laugh, I wasn’t always this unfeminine—when I looked out the window and saw a plume of smoke. I didn’t think it was much, but it slowly spread until there were six or seven pillars rising into the sky. I don’t know what’s going on, so I go to ask my dad, right? And he’s lying there in bed, not paying any attention. I try to talk to him, but if you think I’m stubborn, you’ve never seen my dad. I swear he rolled his eyes when I ran off too.
Outside, I ducked out of sight, just wanting to find out what was going on, when I see it: Ander is on the ground, a man with a huge sword just raising it above his head for the killing blow on my brother. And you all know me. You know that won’t stand. Feeling powerless, I reached out my hand to Ander for what I thought was the last time, then fwoosh! I felt my aura whiff right out of me, and I watched the sword swing down at Ander’s neck…
And it bounced.
It bounced right off him, leaving him even more confused than that highwayman.
Soon after, the bandits left permanently, if you catch my drift. Very permanently. And good riddance. So after I saved Ander’s life, my dad finally got a clue and enrolled me in real education. And, well, now I'm here. Much as I love Atlas and the mountains and snow, if I stay there all my life, I'll never get anything done, y'know?
Damnit, I've been talking too long and now my throat’s dry. Where’s the second round?
Likes: Tori likes it when people are honest. That's a big one. Beyond that, she finds polishing Sigyn very therapeutic and, in general, enjoys being clean. She's very fastidious, keeping all of her things scrupulously clean. She really likes nature, especially the mountains and cold air (so Vacuo has been rough on her). As mentioned, she likes being the middle of things and tends to thrive off of attention. While it's not something she really likes, per se, she enjoys exercising, and is quite proud of her fitness.
Dislikes: Though it contrasts heavily with her general cleanliness, she can't stand studying, as she can never focus on schoolwork for very long. Thus, she doesn't much like academics and usually doesn't do very well in them, despite being rather good at retaining information. As a rule, she generally doesn't like chaos and disorder. Her greatest dislike, however, is duplicity. She vehemently hates two-faced people, and finds it difficult to even tolerate being around them.
Favors:
- Tori is...buff. Really buff. And big. As a byproduct of constantly training and working to strengthen her aura, her physical body also strengthens. She's very, very strong for a girl her age, easily enough to wrestle most grown men to the ground without much trouble.
- In her own words, "I dare you to try killing me." Between her own skill at combat, her defensive weapon and she sheer volume of aura that she possesses, she can take a lot more punishment than you might think before taking anything approaching real harm.
- While if you don't know Tori she's stubborn and frustrating, to those she's close with, she's a rather easygoing person, ready to go with the flow. Because of this, she's also very, very good at thinking on her feet and improvising.
Disfavors:
- Though she does have a pretty huge amount of aura, it's usually split up; anywhere from ten to fifteen percent of her aura goes into everyone that she guards with it. Even with a normal sized team, she's still losing out on anywhere from a third, to nearly half. In addition, she doesn't have any fine control over her aura over "put it on that thing" or "hit it really hard."
- Tori has zero ranged capabilities whatsoever. If she wants to contribute to a fight, she has to get up close and personal, which can end poorly a lot of times.
- Tori, despite the hardass attitude, is super sensitive to people she likes or teammates being hurt, and if she thinks it's her fault (even if it's not), she'll tear herself apart with guilt.
Relationships- Tori has...strained relationships with her parents and family. The only one that she's even remotely close to is her youngest brother Ander, but even then, they're somewhat distant. No, most of the people that she's close to are those that reside here in Shade.
Other: Hex Code: #ff2400
Age: 17
Sex: Female
Phenotype: Human
Appearance:
Worth mentioning, she's VERY tall, a full six feet even. She's also covered with corded, rippling muscle from working out extensively.
Nationality: Atlesian
Weapon: Weapon: Sigyn - A set of DBPG, or Dust Barrier Projection Gauntlets. With her usual straightforward self, Tori styled it in the fashion of two massive, enormously heavy full-metal plates of armor that encase her arms all the way down up the elbow, heavier than most could lift with one hand. They possess no ranged capabilities, and no special way to augment her punching force (whether it needs augmenting at all is debatable). However, she can insert vials of dust in the side and project the dust in front of her hands to form a barrier. As would be expected, different types of dust produce different types of barriers; red dust will burn what hits it to cinders, light blue dust will freeze it, etc. While she only needs a single hand to create the barrier, a one-handed shield is relatively small and fragile. With hands linked, however, she can create a much more substantial breathing-room space, able to handle even a short volley of artillery fire. If she wants to further bolster the defensive capabilities of her gauntlets, she can encase the barrier of dust with her aura, leaving her personal self with less defense, but everything behind the barrier pretty damn safe. They don't collapse at all, so whenever she's not using them, she straps them to her back. That's quite a feat in itself, as the fists of these gauntlets are about half the size of her torso.
Semblance: Bulwark - Tori can see auras, and can consciously move her aura around to other people or objects.
Aura Color: Brilliant scarlet-red.
Emblem:
Personality: Tori is, in more ways than one, a guardian, and allergic to bullshit. Generally brusque and gruff to those that she finds even the smallest bit suspicious, she's extraordinarily protective of her friends and team members, and will not hesitate to get up in your face if you try something that endangers those that she cares for. That’s not to say she doesn’t have a fun side; in fact, she thrives on attention and loves being at the center of things, especially parties. If she views you as a threat, though—to herself or her friends—she will not hesitate to drop you. As a byproduct of this straightforward nature, she is brutally honest to everyone, and has no stomach for liars. No matter the motive. In her mind, lying is, without exception, a bad thing to do. As much as she wants to protect people, she has a tendency of not taking care of herself, and often ends up sleeping through the day because she’s so exhausted from pushing herself past when she already should’ve rested.
Background: What’s that? You want to hear about my past?
Sure, I guess. Order another round, I might be a little while.
I was born way up north in the far northern reaches of Mantle. Real little town called Svartheim, barely a blip on the map. Mostly farmers, and some retired hunters like my dad. So me, my dad Bjorn, my mom Frej, and my younger brother Ander—wait, really? I never told you guys I had a brother? Weird—we all lived together in this big house in the middle of town, right? Think about that for a sec. Poor town, wilderness all around, big mansion with one family living in it, mostly malnourished, weak peasants. Svartheim’s the kind of place that draws bandits.
So I was sitting by the windowsill embroidering—hey, don’t laugh, I wasn’t always this unfeminine—when I looked out the window and saw a plume of smoke. I didn’t think it was much, but it slowly spread until there were six or seven pillars rising into the sky. I don’t know what’s going on, so I go to ask my dad, right? And he’s lying there in bed, not paying any attention. I try to talk to him, but if you think I’m stubborn, you’ve never seen my dad. I swear he rolled his eyes when I ran off too.
Outside, I ducked out of sight, just wanting to find out what was going on, when I see it: Ander is on the ground, a man with a huge sword just raising it above his head for the killing blow on my brother. And you all know me. You know that won’t stand. Feeling powerless, I reached out my hand to Ander for what I thought was the last time, then fwoosh! I felt my aura whiff right out of me, and I watched the sword swing down at Ander’s neck…
And it bounced.
It bounced right off him, leaving him even more confused than that highwayman.
Soon after, the bandits left permanently, if you catch my drift. Very permanently. And good riddance. So after I saved Ander’s life, my dad finally got a clue and enrolled me in real education. And, well, now I'm here. Much as I love Atlas and the mountains and snow, if I stay there all my life, I'll never get anything done, y'know?
Damnit, I've been talking too long and now my throat’s dry. Where’s the second round?
Likes: Tori likes it when people are honest. That's a big one. Beyond that, she finds polishing Sigyn very therapeutic and, in general, enjoys being clean. She's very fastidious, keeping all of her things scrupulously clean. She really likes nature, especially the mountains and cold air (so Vacuo has been rough on her). As mentioned, she likes being the middle of things and tends to thrive off of attention. While it's not something she really likes, per se, she enjoys exercising, and is quite proud of her fitness.
Dislikes: Though it contrasts heavily with her general cleanliness, she can't stand studying, as she can never focus on schoolwork for very long. Thus, she doesn't much like academics and usually doesn't do very well in them, despite being rather good at retaining information. As a rule, she generally doesn't like chaos and disorder. Her greatest dislike, however, is duplicity. She vehemently hates two-faced people, and finds it difficult to even tolerate being around them.
Favors:
- Tori is...buff. Really buff. And big. As a byproduct of constantly training and working to strengthen her aura, her physical body also strengthens. She's very, very strong for a girl her age, easily enough to wrestle most grown men to the ground without much trouble.
- In her own words, "I dare you to try killing me." Between her own skill at combat, her defensive weapon and she sheer volume of aura that she possesses, she can take a lot more punishment than you might think before taking anything approaching real harm.
- While if you don't know Tori she's stubborn and frustrating, to those she's close with, she's a rather easygoing person, ready to go with the flow. Because of this, she's also very, very good at thinking on her feet and improvising.
Disfavors:
- Though she does have a pretty huge amount of aura, it's usually split up; anywhere from ten to fifteen percent of her aura goes into everyone that she guards with it. Even with a normal sized team, she's still losing out on anywhere from a third, to nearly half. In addition, she doesn't have any fine control over her aura over "put it on that thing" or "hit it really hard."
- Tori has zero ranged capabilities whatsoever. If she wants to contribute to a fight, she has to get up close and personal, which can end poorly a lot of times.
- Tori, despite the hardass attitude, is super sensitive to people she likes or teammates being hurt, and if she thinks it's her fault (even if it's not), she'll tear herself apart with guilt.
Relationships- Tori has...strained relationships with her parents and family. The only one that she's even remotely close to is her youngest brother Ander, but even then, they're somewhat distant. No, most of the people that she's close to are those that reside here in Shade.
Other: Hex Code: #ff2400
