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Bhu Adamina

Too much chaos had happened all at once. Bringing together so many inexperienced kids with different elements was just begging for disaster to happen. Once Bhu had taken a step back and processed her surroundings, she knew she had to get out of there. Out of the basic elements, she had always considered Earth to be one of the weakest. Ice could freeze, lightning could solidify her sand, water could erode...The most she could even fathom was being able to stop fire. Or, if she was having a really bad day, could even split the ground beneath their feet. That type of power could only be rendered with great emotion, however. While Bhu was known to get angry, she very rarely let it escalate beyond her control.

Not long after she had removed herself from the situation could she hear the professor call for early dismissal. Shouldn't have been much of a surprise, in all reality. At least it was put to a stop before anyone could get badly injured. Bhu went on to her following classes as normal. Wasn't until much later that she was called into a group.

As she made her way towards the tunnels, she wrung her hands together in worry. There was no mistaking the other people who were called in her group. Maybe now was their turn to show what they really could do. She continued to walk as little tornadoes of sand floated around her. Once she had found herself deep within the underground, she noticed Professor Manilow and the Headmaster. Raising a brow in curiosity, she made her way towards the stone seats before sitting.

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Phoebe Dawn

As she continued to sort together the mess that she called a desk, she could barely make out the lone voice in the room. Phoebe was too often known for getting into her head and zoning out. It made for a rather eventful class when the teacher wasn't even paying attention. Took the woman several more moments before even realizing that the voice had spoken to her.

"Hmm?" Popping her head up from under her desk, she looked over at the girl. She blinked and allowed time for the girl's statement to fully register in her mind. With a tilt of her head, she followed the student's line of sight. Phoebe's eyes lit up and she clapped her hands together in excitement. "Oh, lovely trick, child! You can see it from there, can't you? Oh, that's just marvelous! Utterly marvelous."

Tossing her dirty apron onto the pile on her desk, she made her way back over to Vera and gave the girl a large grin. "And enough with that stuffy 'ma'm' stuff. Don't make me any older than I already am. Professor or Ms. Dawn will do just fine." Phoebe took a seat on the girl's desk and turned sideways to face her. "I want you to feel comfortable in my class. Like, every time you step in, I want you to imagine a warm hug. Like you're going home. There's only love here, child."

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Kerta Enyo

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There is no mistaking Kerta for anything other than female. Long, platinum blonde hair hits just above her tailbone and is always meticulously well kept. Her arms are lean and muscular from years of training with a bow, while the rest of her body is slim and toned. Light blue eyes sit below thick eyebrows and a beauty mark rests along her right cheekbone. She is usually dressed in hooded hunters robes that help her blend in to the night.

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Rarely uses armor, preferring hunter's robes as camouflage.

Bravery * Leadership * Loyal * Master of archery * Agile * Soft-footed

Alcoholic * Blunt * Impious * Vain * Clumsy with certain weapons

Kerta is not one for being pushed around or used as a doormat. She is quick to stand up for those who cannot stand up for themselves, and is always outspoken and straight to the point. Having had a rough upbringing, she always opts to drink away her feelings, and is usually always drunk. Due to her past, she does not believe in a higher power and holds no respect for the churches. Her appearance is extremely important to her, so she is always well-maintained.

Born and raised in a small cabin in the Ondorro Forests, Kerta had an abusive father and a mute mother. Two younger brothers and one sister would come after her, but all had died in infancy. Her father would constantly blame the lack of food or coin on his wife and daughter, and would leave them alone for days when he decided to venture out for random jobs. Afraid to die of starvation, Kerta had taken one of her father's bows and had taught herself how to hunt.

Didn't take her long to master the skill out of necessity. However, it was not a skill that her father believed a woman should have. When Kerta became fourteen, her father sold her to a local brothel. As she continued to earn coins, she would hide a bit at a time for herself. She soon turned to ale to make herself numb to everything going on around her. When the news of her parents death reached her, Kerta escaped her employment. Taking the hidden coins, she was able to purchase a new bow and quiver, as well as her first hunting robe.

After a few years of just hunting for food, Kerta came upon a group of travelers who were being attacked by strange creatures. She was able to quickly kill the beings and the travelers rewarded her graciously for saving them. It was at that point that the woman decided to earn a living with her skill. Word soon reached the King regarding her ability to hide in the shadows and quickly take out the monster. It was at that time that Kerta was invited into the Hunter's Guild where she found her new family, and her voice. She has spent the last few years making a name for herself and moving up in the ranks of the Guild. Kerta refuses to speak of her past, and hopes that none of the men will recognize her.

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Bhu Adamnia

After homeroom had ended, Bhu found herself growing in excitement at the thought of her next class: gym. Not only was Jordan Manilow completely gorgeous, but he specialized in her same element. The thought of being taught how to control sand and earth from the man had every nerve busting with giddyness. It was definitely one class she always found herself looking forward to.

Bhu soon made her way to the class, feeling herself growing more anxious by the minute. She knew the feelings that she felt towards her Professor and mentor were completely inappropriate, but she just couldn't help herself. He was so confident within their element and he always made everything look so effortless. He was everything she ever aspired to be. Soon arriving, she quickly made her way to the front of the crowd to not miss a single thing. Wringing her hands together, she bounced on the balls of her feet as the Professor began to speak.

So...he was going to test their skill. Her stomach sank at the thought. Bhu felt extremely nervous about showcasing her lack of control with her element, extremely when it came to showing it off to Manilow. She needed to get better, be better. She tried to pay attention to the others who went before her as they tried to knock their mentor on the ground using their element. As they all failed, Bhu took a step towards the bleachers for her turn. Her focus was interrupted by the rasp of an all too familiar voice.

Looking over at Kris, she sneered her lip at the girl's protest. Who did this girl think she was? Sure, she may be royalty or something of the sort...outside the academy. Within the walls, she was nothing more than a fellow student. Bhu rolled her eyes and folded her arms across her chest. She could feel the ground beneath her feet begin to shake as the girl continued to speak. Her eyes narrowed and she clenched her hands into fists. Before she could say a single word, she felt the air around her dip in temperature. Sucking in a breath, she glanced over at Dia. "What are you doing?! You'll freeze everyone here!"

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Phoebe Dawn

Finding herself getting lost to the music in the air, Phoebe continued to throw paint at her canvas. She was completely in her element and at peace. Nothing else could bother the woman in these moments. As she continued to paint and dance, time got away from her and the thought of students soon entering her class was the last thing on her mind.

So when a voice interrupted her thoughts, Phoebe sucked in a quick breath and instinctively went invisible. The paint can in her hand fell to the ground, splattering bright purple paint all around her feet and the lower part of her legs. She turned to address the voice when she noticed who it belonged to. With a bright grin, she put a hand to her chest. "Child, dear, you gave me a fright! With a small giggle, she reached out to turn off the music box when she realized she couldn't see her hand. "Oh, shoot."

With a shake of her head, she became visible once more with another giggle. She resumed turning off the music before turning fully to face her student. Waving the girl in, she peeled off her apron and tossed it onto her desk. "Come in, come in! Don't be shy. Take a seat. Class should start soon."

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Kerta Enyo

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There is no mistaking Kerta for anything other than female. Long, platinum blonde hair hits just above her tailbone and is always meticulously well kept. Her arms are lean and muscular from years of training with a bow, while the rest of her body is slim and toned. Light blue eyes sit below thick eyebrows and a beauty mark rests along her right cheekbone. She is usually dressed in hooded hunters robes that help her blend in to the night.

Bow

Rarely uses armor, preferring hunter's robes as camouflage.

Bravery * Leadership * Loyal * Master of archery * Agile * Soft-footed

Alcoholic * Blunt * Impious * Vain * Clumsy with certain weapons

Kerta is not one for being pushed around or used as a doormat. She is quick to stand up for those who cannot stand up for themselves, and is always outspoken and straight to the point. Having had a rough upbringing, she always opts to drink away her feelings, and is usually always drunk. Due to her past, she does not believe in a higher power and holds no respect for the churches. Her appearance is extremely important to her, so she is always well-maintained.

Born and raised in a small cabin in the Ondorro Forests, Kerta had an abusive father and a mute mother. Two younger brothers and one sister would come after her, but all had died in infancy. Her father would constantly blame the lack of food or coin on his wife and daughter, and would leave them alone for days when he decided to venture out for random jobs. Afraid to die of starvation, Kerta had taken one of her father's bows and had taught herself how to hunt.

Didn't take her long to master the skill out of necessity. However, it was not a skill that her father believed a woman should have. When Kerta became fourteen, her father sold her to a local brothel. As she continued to earn coins, she would hide a bit at a time for herself. She soon turned to ale to make herself numb to everything going on around her. When the news of her parents death reached her, Kerta escaped her employment. Taking the hidden coins, she was able to purchase a new bow and quiver, as well as her first hunting robe.

After a few years of just hunting for food, Kerta came upon a group of travelers who were being attacked by strange creatures. She was able to quickly kill the beings and the travelers rewarded her graciously for saving them. It was at that point that the woman decided to earn a living with her skill. Word soon reached the King regarding her ability to hide in the shadows and quickly take out the monster. It was at that time that Kerta was invited into the Hunter's Guild where she found her new family, and her voice. She has spent the last few years making a name for herself and moving up in the ranks of the Guild. Kerta refuses to speak of her past, and hopes that none of the men will recognize her.

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Revamping a Supernatural Medieval Roleplay

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I'm still here with my student and art teacher!

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