Rune_Alchemist

Chronicles of a Lost War

~Izel~

Sleeping, was difficult for Izel. Always had been, since that day. Whenever she 'slept' her mind had a tendency to...wander. Detach itself. Return to that nightmarish underground labyrinth. To the mines. To the source. Sometimes even further. Were they just dreams? She couldn't say. Dreams were sometimes more real than reality. The deeper you went the more real it came. Either way, when the marvel of magical engineering finally shut off, unlike the others, Izel was less than pleased. She snapped back to 'this' reality. This dull, languid dream.

"So....cramped." The lid to her coffin slid open with a single wave of her hand, announcing another 'hero' that had been sealed had awoken. Izel climbed out of her resting place, feet lightly hitting the dusty, now ancient seeming floor. "Mhm...I forgot how restrictive this body is." She began stretching, raising her arms high into the air, interlocking her fingers. Slowly, she lowered her arms, sliding her hands down her body until one rest on her hips, the other slowly extending outwards until it was fully in front of her.

A small silvery white orb appeared in the palm of her hand before splitting into several smaller ones, dancing in the air briefly before being snuffed out. Seemingly satisfied, she ran a hand through her hair, observing the others that had awoken. Malachi...she eyed Malachi carefully. Those weapons he had understandably made her wary, but she had no reason to fear him. She turned her attention back to the present...specifically Sylphie.

"Hello, my little demi-god." She smirked at the small human. "Mind helping me loosen up a bit? My body is awfully stiff and I'm certain yours is too, so we could help each other~"

The Nameless City — Invite Only!

~Suzuka Gozen~

@Crusader Lord@KoL@VitaVitaAR

---

As the others talk, Suzuka simply frowned and mostly kept herself close to Link. Dimensional coordinates? Well, she understood they had come to some other place, but that much was it. It wasn't until Nanoha and Youmu mentioned something about cleaning something up that she understood what needed to be done.

"Well I dunno about this 'dimensional coordinates' or whatever, cosplay mage." She grinned. "But this is basically sounds like monster slaying, yeah?" Suzuka brandished Kenmyouren. "This'll be totes easy! I haven't had a good extermination in awhile, so this'll be a good practice run."

Pokémon: Start

~Claire Blackwood~

@PlatinumSkink

Current Team

Ralia, Ralts
Level: 15
Status: 100%


Laurel, Larvitar
Level 5
Status: 100%


Lure, Combee
Level 13
Status: 100%


Zeal, Monferno
Level 14
Status: 100%
Held Item: Focus Band


Chikorita, Pip
Level 10
Status: 100%

Bronzor
Level 15
Status: 100%

Inventory

5,288P
kuo berry - Cures Burns
Antidote x1
Great Ball x3
Super Potion x7
Tiny Mushroom x 1
Revive x2
10 Ultra Balls
Shiny Stone
Amulet Coin
Letter of Recommendation
Escape Rope
Mach Bike

Important Items:
Castle Medal
Crystal of Knowledge
Coin Case - 970 Coins

Badge Collection:
Challenge Badge - Redcoast Town, Hector. Minor League.

---

"Aha, don't care too much." Claire replied in response to the gender. She waited eagerly for the Larvitar to be handed over to her. As it was brought over and handed to her, the small rock type looked up at her with wide eyes, before tilting its head to the side with a small smile.

"Oh my gosh he's adorable." Claire reached down, scooping up the near two hundred pound pokemon in her arms.

"Laarv!~"

"Ahaha, welcome to the team little guy." Larvitar nuzzled Claire, lightly wiggling in her arms. "Oof....geh, you're heavy okay down you go." She sat Larvitar back down on the counter. Hm, what would be a good name for this little guy? They evolved into Tyranitar, right? Something cool and awesome. Strong and could totally wreck a pokemon. Claire mulled it over a few seconds before settling on a suitable name. "How about...Laurel?" She questioned. "It's a really nice shade of green, just like you."

"...Larv!" Clapping his hands happily, Larvitar reached up for more hugs, not giving Claire much of a chance before launching himself at her.

"Bewh!?" Claire once again, nearly was knocked over by the small pokemon. "Alright alright I get it...you like hugs..." She chuckled, reaching into her bag as she let Larvitar sit on her arm. Geh, he really was heavy. How much did this thing weigh!? She needed to send one of the others back...hm, for now she chose Ritz. She'd need to learn how to juggle all these pokemon later, but for now she headed out of the game corner with Ralia sitting on one shoulder and Laurel being cradled on her arm. First, she stopped by the nearest pokemon center so she could heal up her pokemon.

...for Now she decided to take it a bit easy, strolling through the district at a leisurely pace. She had spent long enough in the entertainment district for now, and needed to get a move on. She'd come back and do the Pokemon Mania or Clarity later...and now she found herself in the Residential district, and something just so happened to catch her eye.

"...little cup?" Claire held a hand to her chin. Level 15 and under only...huh. Might be a good place to practice. Laurel was only level five...so it could be a good idea to get a feel for him and his abilities. "What about it? Wanna have a practice run?"

"Laaarv!" Laurel nuzzled Claire in response.

"I'll take that as a yes."

Pokémon: Start

~Claire Blackwood~

@PlatinumSkink

Current Team

Ralia, Ralts
Level: 15
Status: 100%


Ritz, Ledyba
Level 15
Status: 100%


Lure, Combee
Level 13
Status: 100%


Zeal, Monferno
Level 14
Status: 100%
Held Item: Focus Band


Chikorita, Pip
Level 10
Status: 100%

Bronzor
Level 15
Status: 33%

Inventory

2,288P
kuo berry - Cures Burns
Antidote x1
Great Ball x3
Super Potion x7
Tiny Mushroom x 1
Revive x2
10 Ultra Balls
Shiny Stone
Amulet Coin
Letter of Recommendation
Escape Rope
Mach Bike

Important Items:
Castle Medal
Crystal of Knowledge
Coin Case - 20,970 Coins

Badge Collection:
Challenge Badge - Redcoast Town, Hector. Minor League.

---

Claire watched each of the Dodrios as the race started. Dread Divers, Empress, and Zodiac immediately engaged in combat. It was an entertaining show to be sure, but that wasn't what this was. This was a race, and whoever made it to the finish line first would be the winner...this meant Grassball had a pretty good chance of getting a head start - but the battle was over all to quickly. Dread Divers made short work of the two, zooming by a scared Lucky and after Grassball.

Claire held her breath, a death grip forming on the betting table.

...Grassball won!

"YEAAAAH!" Jumping excitedly in victory, Claire spun in the air, grinning brightly.

"Rrraaaalts!~" Ralia jumped, making a few clones to form a little cheer squad before Claire quickly took the pokemon in her arms.

"Ahahaha, nice one!" Was there ever any doubt, though? Of course not. Claire gratefully accepted her winnings, both her bet from the race and her bet with Valarie. "The names Claire! Remember it cuz I'ma be the next best thing in Isson!" Turning to the crowd, Claire addressed her adoring fans with a wave.

"Sorry, I'd love to sign autographs," The redhead grinned. "But I'm on a tight schedule. I'll catch all you awesome people later, because I have a date with the prize counter!~!" Fashionably, Claire began moonwalking backwards, waving at her obviously new fans, shooting them a playful grin. Once she had gotten through the crowd, she spun once before making a beeline for the prize counter.

"One Larvitar please." She shoved all of her coins onto the desk.

Chronicles of a Lost War

Izel

• Name:
  Izehulufea Aiuebr'Iukhil
  "Grand Magus Izel, Catastrophe Izel, Mistress of the Celestial Towers, She who stole the Empress' Panties."
  
  "You can ignore that last one. I assure you, thievery is beneath me, fufu~"
• Appearance:
  Izel possesses an almost otherworldly beauty, with white hair and luminescent red eyes. She normally dresses in her typical hat and robes, with red heels she doesn't seem to have trouble moving in. Oddly, her skin is cold to the touch.
• Age:
  If you believe her, 23
  If you don't, she's 132
• Race:
  Human?
• Abilities:
  Izel possesses an incredible capacity for magic, as well as an incredible talent and knowledge of all things magical in nature. Spending most of her life studying the intricacies of magic, she's developed a keen sense for all forms of magic and things of a magical nature and wears the title 'Grand Magus of Unira' as proudly and as skillfully as one may expect of the title. Many assume that for being so skilled and having such a high natural affinity for magic means she can't possibly be human, but that is entirely incorrect. She's as human as they come, of course.
  
  ...well, she does have a tendency to freely lie about things -
  
  Izel's abilities are entirely the result of her effectually well, not being human at all. What she is, she doesn't go into detail about, but she is not demon, human, spirit, devil, or anything of the sort. No, she's something much more enigmatic. Something much more sinister. Something a bit darker and baleful, yet equally alluring. Yet at one point, she was most certainly human, for she has human parentage...so when exactly did this happen? She doesn't speak of it. It's due to this otherworldly connection that she has her impressive magical ability and feats. So perhaps, if one were to sever it...
  
  Because of her inhuman slightly spiritual nature, and the fact she in some manner 'exists elsewhere' The Grand Magus has developed some supernatural abilities. A resistance to physical weapons, as well as a weakness to magic, especially of the External sort.
• Skills:
  ...outside of the realm of magical studies, Izel doesn't have much in the way of normal skills. Why walk when you can fly? Why do cleaning when you can just magic the place spotless? Why cook when you can just transmute yourself some wine or prime rib?
  
  Okay that last one may be an exaggeration.
• Personality:
  There's something not quite right about Izel. Perhaps its because of her flamboyant method of movement, her perpetual, playful smirk, or her luminescent ruby-red eyes. Whatever it is, she has a tendency to both make people uneasy with her words, as well as speak in tongues and perhaps, a few riddles every now and then, but aside from that she's utterly normal yes? Normal.
  
  Utter confidence in both herself and her abilities. A mischievous sort, she uses her magic mostly to pester others and generally get on peoples nerves and to make life easier for herself. Flying instead of walking, washing her clothes, etc. For a powerful mage who could scorch an entire continent at will, she doesn't like employing such brute force methods, preferring to rely on her skill and little tricks more often than not. Tends to be rather touchy and has a...'healthy appreciation for the human form' as she puts it.
  
  feel free to throw a fireball at her, she'll enjoy it.
  
  Perhaps its because of her ceasing to be human, but she has a rather harmless disregard for most humans. She doesn't take pleasure in them dying, but if some happen to get burned as collateral, she doesn't mourn them. Do not expect her to go out of her way to help people.
• History:
  
  Once upon a time in an ancient land -
  
  A humble mountain village, is where Izel was born to a family of Miners, along with her twin sister. She, always having a talent for the arcane and magical aspects of the world. Her sister being far more physically adept and inclined. For most of their early childhood they were inseparable. The way Izel tells it, she was always dragging her sister into no amount of trouble. Exploring the old mines, dragging her into harmless village pranks, other harmless kid things.
  
  The old mines, where her parents worked were always somewhat of a fascination to Izel. Especially the really, really, old mines. The places where the touch of humans faded and turned into natural caves, deep beneath the earth. Something about it made Izel shiver with wonder and awe, though her sister was always terrified of them.
  
  So of course, it would have been hilarious to drag her sister into something involving the mines. It was supposed to be a harmless prank. Just a number of things Izel did. Let her sister think she was lost in the Old Mines for a bit. Looking back, it was a stupid idea, though Izel probably couldn't tell you this herself. The twins found themselves in the mines, searching for the other and a way out.
  
  The events that followed next, were both subtle and terrible. Izel found something, sleeping beneath the mountain. It made her a deal. Lose her past. Her present. Potentially her future, become part of it, and it would share magical aptitude with her.
  
  There was a reason she took it. A reason, but she can't remember what it was. Either way, she was the only one to walk out of that mine. Probably. Did she walk? She can't remember. She possibly floated. Shortly after, the mine dried up, and the village lost its main source of income, and was abandoned - or so the story goes.
  
  The rest of her life was spent doing feats of magic for the common folk. For the various kingdoms of the time. She even built a library and academy dedicated to the founding and innovation of magic, and over time she developed quite a bit of reputation as one of the more powerful mages upon Unira, some even called her the most powerful - though such a title is not something she'd ever claim herself.
  
  When the empire destroyed her academy and library, she finally took a side in the war against them, but it was for naught. She was strong, to be sure, but she was just a single person against a seemingly endless legion.

Chronicles of a Lost War

@PKMNB0Y

'Aight, here we go.

Magic user as discussed.

Totally not cthulhu in disguise, nope. Hopefully didn't go too overboard.
...Actually not super satisfied with the history since I had to change a few things about the character mid-creation process.

Alright reworked it with 90% more Cthulhu

Izel

• Name:
  Izehulufea Aiuebr'Iukhil
  "Grand Magus Izel, Catastrophe Izel, Mistress of the Celestial Towers, She who stole the Empress' Panties."
  
  "You can ignore that last one. I assure you, thievery is beneath me, fufu~"
• Appearance:
  Izel possesses an almost otherworldly beauty, with white hair and luminescent red eyes. She normally dresses in her typical hat and robes, with red heels she doesn't seem to have trouble moving in. Oddly, her skin is cold to the touch.
• Age:
  If you believe her, 23
  If you don't, she's 132
• Race:
  Human?
• Abilities:
  Izel possesses an incredible capacity for magic, as well as an incredible talent and knowledge of all things magical in nature. Spending most of her life studying the intricacies of magic, she's developed a keen sense for all forms of magic and things of a magical nature and wears the title 'Grand Magus of Unira' as proudly and as skillfully as one may expect of the title. Many assume that for being so skilled and having such a high natural affinity for magic means she can't possibly be human, but that is entirely incorrect. She's as human as they come, of course.
  
  ...well, she does have a tendency to freely lie about things -
  
  Izel's abilities are entirely the result of her effectually well, not being human at all. What she is, she doesn't go into detail about, but she is not demon, human, spirit, devil, or anything of the sort. No, she's something much more enigmatic. Something much more sinister. Something a bit darker and baleful, yet equally alluring. Yet at one point, she was most certainly human, for she has human parentage...so when exactly did this happen? She doesn't speak of it. It's due to this otherworldly connection that she has her impressive magical ability and feats. So perhaps, if one were to sever it...
  
  Because of her inhuman slightly spiritual nature, and the fact she in some manner 'exists elsewhere' The Grand Magus has developed some supernatural abilities. A resistance to physical weapons, as well as a weakness to magic, especially of the External sort.
• Skills:
  ...outside of the realm of magical studies, Izel doesn't have much in the way of normal skills. Why walk when you can fly? Why do cleaning when you can just magic the place spotless? Why cook when you can just transmute yourself some wine or prime rib?
  
  Okay that last one may be an exaggeration.
• Personality:
  There's something not quite right about Izel. Perhaps its because of her flamboyant method of movement, her perpetual, playful smirk, or her luminescent ruby-red eyes. Whatever it is, she has a tendency to both make people uneasy with her words, as well as speak in tongues and perhaps, a few riddles every now and then, but aside from that she's utterly normal yes? Normal.
  
  Utter confidence in both herself and her abilities. A mischievous sort, she uses her magic mostly to pester others and generally get on peoples nerves and to make life easier for herself. Flying instead of walking, washing her clothes, etc. For a powerful mage who could scorch an entire continent at will, she doesn't like employing such brute force methods, preferring to rely on her skill and little tricks more often than not. Tends to be rather touchy and has a...'healthy appreciation for the human form' as she puts it.
  
  feel free to throw a fireball at her, she'll enjoy it.
  
  Perhaps its because of her ceasing to be human, but she has a rather harmless disregard for most humans. She doesn't take pleasure in them dying, but if some happen to get burned as collateral, she doesn't mourn them. Do not expect her to go out of her way to help people.
• History:
  
  Once upon a time in an ancient land -
  
  A humble mountain village, is where Izel was born to a family of Miners, along with her twin sister. She, always having a talent for the arcane and magical aspects of the world. Her sister being far more physically adept and inclined. For most of their early childhood they were inseparable. The way Izel tells it, she was always dragging her sister into no amount of trouble. Exploring the old mines, dragging her into harmless village pranks, other harmless kid things.
  
  The old mines, where her parents worked were always somewhat of a fascination to Izel. Especially the really, really, old mines. The places where the touch of humans faded and turned into natural caves, deep beneath the earth. Something about it made Izel shiver with wonder and awe, though her sister was always terrified of them.
  
  So of course, it would have been hilarious to drag her sister into something involving the mines. It was supposed to be a harmless prank. Just a number of things Izel did. Let her sister think she was lost in the Old Mines for a bit. Looking back, it was a stupid idea, though Izel probably couldn't tell you this herself. The twins found themselves in the mines, searching for the other and a way out.
  
  The events that followed next, were both subtle and terrible. Izel found something, sleeping beneath the mountain. It made her a deal. Lose her past. Her present. Potentially her future, become part of it, and it would share magical aptitude with her.
  
  There was a reason she took it. A reason, but she can't remember what it was. Either way, she was the only one to walk out of that mine. Probably. Did she walk? She can't remember. She possibly floated. Shortly after, the mine dried up, and the village lost its main source of income, and was abandoned - or so the story goes.
  
  The rest of her life was spent doing feats of magic for the common folk. For the various kingdoms of the time. She even built a library and academy dedicated to the founding and innovation of magic, and over time she developed quite a bit of reputation as one of the more powerful mages upon Unira, some even called her the most powerful - though such a title is not something she'd ever claim herself.
  
  When the empire destroyed her academy and library, she finally took a side in the war against them, but it was for naught. She was strong, to be sure, but she was just a single person against a seemingly endless legion.

Chronicles of a Lost War — Interest Check

Dropping my interest here~~

Mage girl heading your way soonish.

Fate/Scarlet Babylon

Locusta

• Name: Locusta the Poisoner
• Class: Assassin
• Appearance
  
  Locusta

  
• Personality
  Locusta is…a little out there, truth be told. An eccentric with a penchant for being unable to listen to others in the pursuit of her craft. She often comes up with ridiculous sounding plans for assassinating others, though most never come to fruition. Somewhat oblivious of others emotions, selfish, and a tinge of sadistic. Energetic, but callous. A woman who will do anything for the sake of making the best poison. Animal testing...live human testing. Does she feel a little bad? Perhaps, perhaps, but it doesn't matter. As long as she has the money and means to test things, she will.
  
  She considers herself a teacher to all, despite her bad reputation and is eager to once again ply her craft and teach others the intricate art of poison and assassination.
  
  When it comes to the master/servant relationship, as long as her master provides her with such an opportunity, she'll stay by them loyally.
• Stats:
  
  • Strength:E
  • Endurance:D
  • Agility:C
  • Mana:C
  • Luck:B
  • Noble Phantasm: B
• Class Skills
  
  • Presence Concealment: C
    Suitable for spying and moving undetected. However, it considerably weakens when one is about to move or attack. As she was publicly a well known poisoner, as well as only provided poison to others or slipping it into ones food or drink, and only delivering it to people herself via whatever method, the skill is only average at best.
• Personal Skills:
  
  • Herb lore: B
    A skill made from Locusta's knowledge of plants and herbs. Hemlock, Nightshade, Cyanide...this skill allows her to create a variety of toxins and unique poisons designed perfectly to kill and weaken enemies, even those with the ability to harm and potentially confuse servants. Of course, it's not normal poison she's making, but its not magic - it's science, obviously. Nothing at all magical about this, nope. Of course this also extends to beneficial knowledge, and healing aides, but that's useless, yes?
  • Golden Rule: C
    Gifted wealth and land by Emperor Nero after successfully poisoning Britannicus, while perhaps it is not infinite, Locusta had amassed quite a bit of wealth through her school and charging exorbitant fees for her services.
  • Poisoner of Rome: A
    A conceptual idea built upon her various methodologies of poison. Administered mainly through food and drink, Locusta can contaminate foodstuffs with any of her potent poisons. As well, she was well known by the nobility for her craft, and many nobles in Nero's time sought her help to end their rivals. It could be said her poison and callous disregard for human life spread through the upper class like a poison. By brushing her feather against objects, she can coat them with a potent poison which will linger indefinitely until used. Once an object is contaminated with a poison, it will slowly spread to other objects, though is most easily spread to foodstuffs. A potent poison, those who ingest or come into contact with such contaminated objects must pass endurance or a luck check, or become incapacitated.
    
    It is not a skill that will lead itself to combat...but Locusta is not one to take part in direct fighting. Content to sit idly by while the politicians of Rome kill and murder, all to turn a hefty profit.
• Noble Phantasm(s):
  
  • Name: Pluma Romae in A Carus - A feather for Dear Rome
  • Rank: B
  • Type: Anti-Unit
  • Appearance: Taking the form of the feather that dealt the final blow to Emperor Claudius, the embodiment of the scheming and toxicity of the upper echelons of Rome. By releasing the feather into the air with a breath of air, it bursts into a potent toxic miasma.
  • Effects:
  The effects of this Noble Phantasm mostly manifests as a thick, poisonous black miasma which spreads seemingly indefinitely so long as the NP is active. The effects of this miasma are quite broad - inducing vomiting, seizures, a weakened constitution, a whole plethora of symptoms that those without suitable physical constitutions or luck will fail to stave off. Due to her history of murdering emperors and nobles of the Roman Empire, it receives a rank up when used on servants that were Kings or Queens of their nations.
  
  It should be noted this Phantasm affects both allies and enemies indiscriminately. Once it wears off, many of the objects affected by this miasma for more than a few minutes may become permanently toxic.
• Alignment: Neutral Evil

Élisa, Master of Berserker

Name:
Élisa-Françoise Fournier

Age: 18

Personality:
A passionate and artsy sort, Élisa has been playing music since she was a child. Violins, guitars, drums, singing - everything. If it's musical in nature, she can probably play it. Unfortunately, she Honestly is not too enthused about both her craft and being here in this whole holy grail war. She want's no part of it, and if she were to be honest, magic terrifies her. If she didn't feel as though she had no other option, she wouldn't have even been participating.

Rather timid in nature, she prefers not standing out too much. She is not looking forward to this Holy Grail War.

Abilities:
While being versed in the basics of most magecraft like any decent mage family, Élisa has long been practicing her families craft of Music. Having a long and storied history of musical capacity mixed with mage craft, they hold one of the worlds oldest forms of magecraft, that is, spells involved both with incantations and music. The effects of such are wide and applicable, depending entirely on the words she sings and notes she plays.

History:
Hailing from Italy, Élisa family is steeped heavily in centuries old traditions revolving around music and the use of it in magecraft. Supposedly, her family says they've served kings and queens for centuries as entertainers in some capacity. Meticulously kept records support this theory to an extent. Elisa herself, was also expected to excel in such an art, and she took to her musical studies well.

Unfortunately, the part Elisa didn't take so well too, was the magical side of things and was constantly a source of both frustration and annoyance for her parents. With the families decline as of late, they saw it as a bad omen of sorts.

So when they got word of a Holy Grail War, they decided they would participate themselves via Élisa...a decision she really, really, doesn't like.

Other:
Secretly loves metal. Much to her parents chagrin. She'd probably dress like a rock star if she got the chance.

The Nameless City — Invite Only!

~Suzuka Gozen~

@Crusader Lord@KoL@VitaVitaAR

---

Seemed like this was quite the weird bunch. Weird looking human, weird looking mage, and some sorta Youkai. Well then, might as well tag along! Better than staying here in this totally lame ruin, at least. Suzuka followed Links lead, sprinting after him and the odd ghost thing. She caught up with Nanoha, if only to answer her question as they approached the door.

"What? Of course I know Modern Japan! That's like the most basic thing! Ah, its probably this getup...tsk, I wore it cuz I wasn't sure what was happening but its totally killing my high-school girl vibe." In an instant the red clothing vanished...leaving Suzuka wearing nothing but her school uniform and her handy bag. "Aha, there we go! You can totally see my JK power now!~" That should make it clear she totally knew everything important needed to know about modern day Japan, yep. By now they had reached the door, and Suzuka had fallen silent. The air coming from that slightly ajar door was...well, wrong. Smelled worse than an Oni's breath.

Stepping through the door, Suzuka was rather put off by the entire scene. The land itself seemed fine, but she could tell something was simply...wrong about all of this. The dead town beyond was worse than the city they had just been in.

"Ugh, jeez, what's with these totally lame places. My nails are gonna get ruined, aren't they?" Suzuka commented idly as she walked. The only person that seemed present was some odd looking geezer with a poorly hidden grin. "Talk about creepy."

Fate/Scarlet Babylon

Élisa

Name:
Élisa-Françoise Fournier

Age: 18

Personality:
A passionate and artsy sort, Élisa has been playing music since she was a child. Violins, guitars, drums, singing - everything. If it's musical in nature, she can probably play it. Unfortunately, she Honestly is not too enthused about both her craft and being here in this whole holy grail war. She want's no part of it, and if she were to be honest, magic terrifies her. If she didn't feel as though she had no other option, she wouldn't have even been participating.

Rather timid in nature, she prefers not standing out too much. She is not looking forward to this Holy Grail War.

Abilities:
While being versed in the basics of most magecraft like any decent mage family, Élisa has long been practicing her families craft of Music. Having a long and storied history of musical capacity mixed with mage craft, they hold one of the worlds oldest forms of magecraft, that is, spells involved both with incantations and music. The effects of such are wide and applicable, depending entirely on the words she sings and notes she plays.

History:
Hailing from Italy, Élisa family is steeped heavily in centuries old traditions revolving around music and the use of it in magecraft. Supposedly, her family says they've served kings and queens for centuries as entertainers in some capacity. Meticulously kept records support this theory to an extent. Elisa herself, was also expected to excel in such an art, and she took to her musical studies well.

Unfortunately, the part Elisa didn't take so well too, was the magical side of things and was constantly a source of both frustration and annoyance for her parents. With the families decline as of late, they saw it as a bad omen of sorts.

So when they got word of a Holy Grail War, they decided they would participate themselves via Élisa...a decision she really, really, doesn't like.

Other:
Secretly loves metal. Much to her parents chagrin. She'd probably dress like a rock star if she got the chance.