Shurikai

The Legend of Dragoon: Fate of the World

With a simple roll of her eyes, Marmalade went back to ignoring Armond, focusing her attention on cleaning the weapon. It was something she had done time and time again. It came as naturally to her as swinging the blade. Of course, while slicing through something was far more enjoyable than cleaning it, sacrifices had to be made. The blade reflected a perfect image of her face. She was so focused, she didn't notice when Jerus fell out of his chair.

Her scythe was now squeaky clean and she had nothing to do. It was unlike her to get bored, but it was still pouring rain out. Lazily, her eyes wandered the cabin, landing on Jerus. His whole aura read "Annoyed". She raised an eyebrow at his back. It was then her tired brain registered that Caelyn had asked to speak to her and Veragwen in private. Marmalade nodded at Caelyn, acknowledging that they would talk later. She also made a mental note to talk to the girls about Jerus. She knew they didn't quite trust him yet, but if they were to travel with Armond, they may need his help to keep their secret safe.

Marmalade looked at Veragwen as she offered her question to Armond. Her gaze switched to the noble, waiting for a response.
"Its possible, since the spirits choose someone worthy of using them. Good or evil. Some may not want to help you. Will you force them to join you?"

Natrelmon: Forge of Souls

Amelia frowned as Elwis disappeared back into his relic. Maybe he would never forgive her. She shook her head, it was unlike her to give up. She listened quietly as Kito explained what happened with Elwis. Seems he had gotten an attitude. She frowned again. It was very unlike him.

"I certainly hope so. Anything would be helpful to us. I will have a look around the library tomorrow morning." she looked around, then outside. It was still light enough to go out and search for some Natrelmon. She should do that. "A Sakura? They are so beautiful. I've only seen them in pictures. Oh!" Amelia had just thought of something wonderful! "If you are going to challenge the Arena, maybe we could train together! In the forest. It will be fun!" She jumped up and bounced around the lobby clapping. It would be wonderful!

Amelia became very serious when Kito mentioned a natrelmon trying to frighten him away. She tapped her lips thoughtfully, she had never heard of a natrelmon like that. In all her studies, nothing. Behavior was something Amelia never had the time to study either way. "No, I don't think so. Nothing comes to mind." She folded her arms. Her mind was a steel trap, if she couldn't think of it, it was either not common or her just hasn't read it yet.

Now that Kito had mentioned something trying to scare him out of the forest, Amelia became dubious about going and searching for natrelmon in the low light. Then again, a scary natrelmon in the woods would keep her and hers on edge. Yes! Plus, with Eishund, nothing would be able to sneak up on them too easily. She would need to pick up some relics before hand.
"I am going to head out before it gets too dark. There may be friends to have!" she bid Kito good night and walked out of the hotel, vowing they would finish catching up tomorrow.

Amelia whistled as she browsed the fine collection of relics. There were a lot of them, but she wanted something in particular. She was about to give in and buy some lovely bracelets when she found them. Charms. There were many in different colors. They were very beautiful. She ended up choosing five that she felt attracted to, paid, and clipped them to her anklet. She had chosen a ruby, opal, emerald, obsidian, and turquoise colored gems. It would be very nice to get a new natrelmon to call friend.

The light of the day was starting to fade before Amelia finally found her way into the forest. She summoned Eishund from his charm as she entered the inky black wood. She stopped and looked around. As if he was reading her mind, Eishund produced his globes of Ielle and Indolu on either side to illuminate the area. Sighing, she pat Eishund on the head as a sort of comfort before walking forward.

There was a high pitched shriek and a thud behind them. Amelia whirled around to see a Metosune growling. Eishund placed himself between her and their attacker returning his own snarl. Her topaz charm hummed, Crowire wanted to fight too, but she was going to have to wait. The fox lunged, snapping at Eishund's neck, but he was able to easily avoid and come back with a bite of his own on the front left leg. The attack left a bit of ice on the Metosunes fur that started to grow down its leg, causing it to stick to the ground whenever its foot rested. This slowed the fox down enough for Eishund to position his globes close enough for them to affect the enemy. Not thinking, the Metosune shot a beam of dark energy at Eishund.

Amelia had always been so proud of how smart her natrelmon were. Eishund was almost always able to out maneuver any wild natrelmon they came across. This was no different. After they both avoided the attack, she realized the fox was unable to respond due to the globes. Still, it was fairly fast and quickly escaped the globes before they did any damage.
"Use solar flare then radiant star." As she spoke the Globe of Ielle burned with a blinding light. This caused the Metosune to paw at its face as it tried to clear its sight. Before it could gain a clear image of what was happening, it was struck by Eishund's radiant star. The impact made it fall to the ground. Once the light died away and it appeared to be unmoving, Amelia approached. The last attack had knocked the wind out of the natrelmon and it seemed to not want to fight anymore.
"Come friend," she held out the obsidian colored gem, "rest and be at ease." Metosune closed its eyes, thankful she wasn't going to kill it. The black stone glowed red as the fox was captured. She gently rubbed the stone as it faded back to its original black color.

Amelia stood and looked at Eishund smiling. He was panting, but happy. Maybe it was Crowire's turn to come out. She needed the light though, so he would have to stay.
"Join me, my friend." She cooed and a dark mist spouted from her topaz charm. Crowire cawed from a nearby tree. She was upset that she wasn't able to help capture their new friend. The moment was short lived as they heard a commotion just a little ways off.

Upon arriving at the scene, the group realized what was happening. A Gen had taken on more than it could handle in a family of Sparwire.
"Go! Crowire!" It took no more encouragement for Crowire to frighten off its younger counterparts. They scattered and could be heard squawking as they flew into the distance. Crowire landed near the Gen and ruffled her feathers before settling. She looked at the little monster tilting her head to and fro.

"Oh, are you okay, little one?" Amelia kneeled next to the Gen. It had fallen on its face and hadnt moved. She wasn't sure what to do to. Gingerly she rested her hand on its soft black ball body. It twitched under her hand, then slowly rose to its feet. It stared at her with its narrow red eyes.

At first, thinking it may attack, Amelia braced herself. However then she looked back, she found the Gen kneeling before her. She laughed and patted the Gen, who then glared up at her.
"Sorry.. do you want to come with me?"
The Gen nodded, though he was still slightly annoyed. Amelia touched the ruby colored gem on her anklet. "Come friend, rest and be at ease." The gem sparkled and shone with a bright red light before fading.
"Well, I think we can stand to look for one more natrelmon!" Amelia said to Crowire and Eishund. They cried out in agreement and she laughed.

They had walked for several minutes, Crowire was perched comfortably on her shoulder. Things were pretty quiet... until a growl sounded off to the right. Amelia froze and slowly turned to face the sound. She was met by an Emleaf. She stared at the creature, horrified. Eishund placed himself between the now frozen Amelia who shortly there after screamed and ran off. Crowire, startled by the random shout, fell off of her and flapped her wings to not hit the ground. The bird exchanged looks with Eishund and they followed their trainer. The Emleaf cackled before fading back into the shrubbery.

The two natrelmon were able to catch up to Amelia after a few seconds. It was several minutes before she stopped. Breathing heavy, Amelia looked at her companions.
"Sorry guys. Those things just really freak me out." she said between breaths. They both let out what sounded like a laugh. Crowire returned to her relic, a bit tired. Eishund stayed, he know how much Amelia hated the dark.

Looking around they could tell they were in unfamiliar territory. The town was nowhere in sight and nothing could be heard. It had started to get chilly. Amelia pulled out her coat and a pair of gloves from her pack and put them on. She smiled at Eishund, slightly worried, "What are we going to do?"

The Legend of Dragoon: Fate of the World

Its all good. I figured you were busy. :)

Natrelmon: Forge of Souls

"Oh! I am so sorry, Elwis." Amelia had no idea how much her leaving had hurt the natrelmon. She smiled at him in hopes to at least start rebuilding that bridge. She was certain he would be happy to see her new friends. Kito had been called to get his key, so Amelia waited for him to come back. As he returned he asked about her studies.

"Of course! My mother gave me a relic that belonged to my father's mother just after I arrived home." She stuck her foot out to show him the piece of jewelry. The gems attached to the chain hummed and sparkled with excitement. The feeling made her leg tingle and she giggled. They wanted to meet Kito. They would certainly get the chance, but for tonight, it was time to rest.

When Kito mentioned the people of Ward Amelia face grew somber.
"Ward is mostly intact. A lot of people died. My father included." she smiled, it was not good to dwell on these things. "I am here in Toran looking for books on breeding. I couldn't find anything in Ward, but I am certain there is something here." She looked at Elwis then back to Kito, "How have you been these last years?"

Natrelmon: Forge of Souls

As Amelia waited for her room key, someone came up next to her and just.. stood. This peeved her slightly as he made no moves nor spoke. He was just there. Her heart quickened and silly scenarios ran through her mind.
What if he was going to murder her? What if he was going to take everyone in the building hostage?! What if he was one of those people that ate other people?!?

Now Amelia was quietly hyperventilating. Her hands visibly shook as she took the key from the attendant. She started to walk away, that is until she heard the name 'Kito'. She immediately spun around, the voice sounded familiar.
"K-kito?" She stammered, her eyes widened as she saw him. "KITO!" Amelia ran and practically squished Kito into the seat he was in as she smothered him with a hug.
Oh! It had been far too long!

The Goddess' War (A Rebellion of Avenase prequel) [Closed RP]

Calista watched as Kyden went back for Kito. These men, they were so brave. Sarina was very brave too. She felt she could be brave around them. A smile grew on her lips and she turned to Sarina.
"Let's see if we can make it to Moro Zera without having to get in another fight." The two of them were ranged specialized. If they came across any other close combat predators, they would be in serious trouble.

It was more than a short jaunt to Moro Zera. Before setting off again, Calista stretched. Then it dawned on her; it would be a good idea to make sure Sarina was okay.
"Are you well, Sarina? We are pretty far from the portal now." It was far more important to make sure she was okay before pressing on. Calista's worry was genuine, even if she didn't think of it right away. If there was something troubling the young woman, they would need to deal with it quickly as neither of them knew the cure spell. Nor did Calista remember to pack any type of helpful medical supplies.

Natrelmon: Forge of Souls

Amelia gazed out of the train window. She was leaving Ward behind. Her mother sent her off with her blessing.
'Your life is elsewhere.' she had said. Oh! How she hoped her mother was right. Toran had many books. They should be able to assist her search for new ways to breed Natrelmon. That is if she can find them. Absentmindedly she began to bounce one of her legs. The anklet she bounced as well. It made a soothing tinkle sound as the gems clinked together.

The train slowly rolled to a stop and she exited, stretching her legs. She was in Toran now. The first of many places to start her research. However, it was dark and it was likely there would be no library open until morning. With a huff, Amelia set to looking for a place to sleep. At first, a glance around revealed there was nothing near the train station. She had to go within the town to find a place.

As she walked, her bare feet hit the pavement with a quiet pit pat and her anklet made a soft jingle with each step. This place was interesting in the dark, but she needed to find a place that was remotely safe. Amelia spied an inn just a short walk away. Upon entering, she decided it was an okay place to rest for the night. In the morning she would head out and see it she could find any natrelmon. Over hearing about a nearby restaurant called Red Nakumo, she decided she would have breakfast there in the morning before she set out. She walked up to the desk to see if she could get a room.

Natrelmon: Forge of Souls

Name: Amelia Descott

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Appearance: dark golden brown hair, brown eyes, blue and white plaid kerchief loose around neck, knee length green skirt with a grass pattern along the bottom with black skin tight shorts underneath, loose white button up blouse with long sleeves that are rolled up and buttoned. Wears a silk spaghetti strap under her shirt.

Hometown: Ward

Personality: Amelia had always been honest. To a fault even. If she could get more of what she wanted by lying, she would tell the truth.
Carefree, often thoughtless but is kind to her core.

Relic: anklet with topaz and sapphire charms and now indistinct writing on the steel chain that is wrapped around her left ankle.

Starting Natrelmon: Sparwire, Eletta

Starting Spell Schools: Cryomancy, Hydromancy

History: Amelia's childhood in Ward was completely normal. It remained normal until just before her 16th birthday. Tensions we high between the East and West, so her parents sent her to live with a family friend in Sakura.

At first, Amelia was apprehensive about having to live with people she didn't know. She was cold and distant to the people of Sakura. Some of the other children even took to calling her an ice queen. Most of the time Amelia stayed indoors and read. Her thirst for knowledge was not unknown and it grew with every book she read.

Though she felt a natural affinity to knowledge, Amelia felt there was something missing, so she took a walk. That was when she came upon a breeding farm. The boy there looked no older than herself and he was taking care of the natrelmon without help. It was inspiring. The idea of breeding and hatching Natrelmon and having little critters running around would be delightful.
She decided right then she wanted to breed Natrelmon.

Wasting no more time, Amelia introduced herself to the boy, Kito, the next day. They became fast friends to the point he would let her help take care of the Natrelmon. Over the course of a year, she learned a lot about breeding and was able to assist Kito through her research. Unfortunately, things turned sour and Kito eventually sold the farm. In an effort to try and keep him comforted, Amelia continued to visit him. That is until the war ended. She said a farewell to him and her parents friends and boarded a train to Ward.

Upon arriving home, Amelia was greeted by her mother, her father having died during the war. When they visited his grave, her mother gave her a steel chain with several topaz and sapphire gem charms. It was her father's mother's and her 16th birthday gift. The inscribed words were already faded beyond the ability to read. Her mother explained it was a relic, an item to capture Natrelmon. A week later Amelia befriended her Sparwire and Eletta.

Professions: Scholar/Breeder

Noteworthy Skills: able to recall everything she has ever read word for word.

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+ Amelia Descott +

+ Party Natrelmon +
1) Crowire - Female - 15 - 1900
2) Eishund - Male - 10 - 660
3) Metosune - Female - 13
4) Gen - Male - 17
5) Reacat - Female - 12
6) Sheath - Male - 12
7) Ocalia - Female - 5
8) Lotulia - Male - 20

Money: 19,000 N

Spell Schools:
- Rank III Cryomancy - 1500
- Rank III Hydromancy - 1500
- Rank I Nyxomancy - 0

Gifts
- Medium
- Perfect Sight
- Astral Projection

Items:
- heirloom anklet relic
- Blessing of the North
- Five filled charm relics
- Necklace relic
- Polymerization

Profession:
- Rank XI Scholar - 35,100
Rank I - Bookworm
Rank II - Expanded Library Card
Rank III - Fables are Truth
Rank IV - Quick Reader
Rank V - Personal Collection
Rank VI - Pursuit of Knowledge
Rank VII - Gift of Knowledge
Rank VIII - Archive
Rank IX - Subtext

- Rank I Breeder - 100
Rank I - Careful Watch

Information:
Forbidden Magic

Heavens Fall

I need to do a bio for Kiyovu also.

The Goddess' War (A Rebellion of Avenase prequel) [Closed RP]

Calista had been well on her way to Moro Zera when Kyden caught up to her. She opened her mouth to reply, but another monster cut her off. A Chimera. Great. At least it wasn't a kind of behemoth or one of those damn floating eyes. She shuddered at the thought, they were so creepy. She watched Kyden attack the beast in awe, admiring his skill. He sure knew how to handle his weapon. She was snapped out of her daze as he shouted for her to attack.

Her mind sharpened, gazed focused. Slowly Calista took a breath. An orange-red light surrounded her hand before a flame ignited.
"Burn you foul beast! Fire!" she shouted and the fire shot from her hand to strike at the chimera. The attack did damage, but it wasn't enough to put it out of its misery. The snapping jaws of the lion head erupted from the flames to bite at her. Calista was quick enough to parry the first blow with her staff, but not to keep its massive body from knocking her over.

The fall caused her staff to be dropped out of her hands. Calista used what little strength she had to keep the chimera from landing the killing blow. Eyes wide with fear, she cried out each time it jaws closed. Each time it grew closer and closer to her face.