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Valeria Nicole Alvarez-Knight

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_{Interactions: Keandre @Prosaic,
Arlathil @Venorik,
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Valeria raised an amused eyebrow at the man claiming to be their superior, a whatever you say smile accompanying the sudden gleam of mischief in her eye as she answered. “Aw, but we’re just concerned, sir,” the last two words each had a slight mocking emphasis on them, enough to make it more than blatantly obvious being ‘cheeky’ as he’d accused her of being was not at all something she wished to cease doing. “Isn’t that right?” she directed the question at the wheat-blonde female who’d arrived just before her, rising her tea cup in salute with a wink of appreciation for the antics they’d just shared.

Still in a good mood, she didn’t even mind the guard’s reminder of her restriction on free time as much as she otherwise might. “Oh, I know about those, not to worry.” However, the smile she’d worn tightened, revealing she was displeased at…something. “Thanks anyway, uh, miss guard. You know, I have to admit, you knowing my name while I haven’t a clue who you are,” she looked around the room of strangers “who any of you are, as it happens…Well, it calls for proper introductions,” she said the word proper as if it had managed to offend her in the past and she was still holding a grudge, though the hints of tension that had been present disappeared from her smile and demeanour, once again leaving her the picture of lazy contentment as she lounged there in the couch, sipping at the tea every once in a while.

“I’m Valeria Nicole. You’ve heard the guard call me by my last name, but I don’t personally care for the formality,” she shrugged, no intent whatsoever to stop the guard from doing so, though she did hope the people she was actually supposed to be working with would use her first name. Or a nickname, even. “So feel free to call me Val,” she offered brightly. A sip of tea later, Nicole directed a mild frown at the black-haired woman being called Isa by a pastel-dressed blonde. Had the former actually decided to be called by her Rune, of all things? She didn’t want to be judgmental, but she found the idea kind of unsettling, frankly. Thankfully, she was distracted by the curly-creamy-blonde pastel-fanatic. “Oh, so you made the tea? Thanks,” the honest gratitude manifested in the flash of a grin aimed at the blonde.

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@Rabidporcupine Also, I dare say some of the Blessed characters we have are much less likely to die, and are more effective at monster-slaying compared to some of the Runes, at least currently. Actually, the Runes are just regular folk, some of which very recently happened to get magic and aren't too good at it (yet), nevermind fighting anything - my character included.

The Runes- A Norse Anime Roleplay (NEED ROLES!)

Valeria Nicole Alvarez-Knight

Nicole woke up in the room designated as “hers” just as she had been for the past month, ever since she’d been…convinced to join the Blessed as one of the Runes. She stared at the still-bland white ceiling, then sat up to take in the more pleasant and slowly-becoming-familiar-if-she-were-squinting walls that were customized with punk, rock, and the occasional thrash metal posters, an associate degree for physical therapy that she barely had the time to get before the Blessed folk snatched her up from her normal life, and a corkboard that she pinned several photos of her she’d had developed. The furniture in the room was still the basic walnut bed, wardrobe, desk and chair it’d come with, though she’d already brought all her clothes, equipment (including several sets of running shoes, a skateboard, rollerblades, and the safety gear applicable for both, a laptop, her camera, and her phone), and even her own bed coverings.

These and other allowances the Blessed had provided her were the only things keeping her from being pissed more often than she was. Yes, she understood not letting the Jotun and others kill people in or outside of cities, and no, she wasn’t a fan of the possibility of the world ending anymore than the next person, but exactly whose fucked-idea was it to put Runes on some civilian random people? The Gods? Heck, if they wanted to help, they could either get their asses down to Earth asap, or else put the magic BS into the people already in training to kill monsters. Was that such a hard concept to comprehend for some? But, no, instead, she and people like her, who may have seen one of the things they were to fight but most likely hadn’t done so before (she knew she sure as hell she hadn’t), and now they were thrown into a scheme that practically screamed “if the training didn’t kill you, the monsters will, so get your asses in gear, blast your magic shit around, be a good proper hero ‘til the crazy ends you, and we get another miracle, hopefully a better one than you”.

Valeria shook her head to get rid of the annoyingly bitter thoughts that had started creeping up since guess when, and went on with her usual routine of an hour-long exercise in the rec room, a shower, a breakfast, half-an-hour or less to check on and manage her SNS profile and upload any new pics she might have – the past month they’d been Blessed themed, and though she wasn’t allowed to release anything that might give away too much info, the things she’d gotten permission for (it irked her she had to get it, but at least the bastards were good promo), were fairly popular – then check her daily agenda on her laptop. Today’s prominent one was a meeting with all the other Runes, and the select few of the Blessed non-magical employees as well. Hey, let’s try some optimism, Nick, since it's been such a long time since last time...One good thing! Just find the one. One thing...There’ll be plenty of people to meet, if nothing else.

Attitude bolstered, the blonde made her way to the meeting room, and was surprised to note she was actually one of the first ones there, and glanced curiously at each and every one of them, including the guards, finally greeting them all with a “Hey, wassup?” She entered in time to hear a long wheat-blond girl teasing a redheaded male about being hungover. “Wait, wait, wait, there’s some sort of a bar in the facility that I’ve been missing out on? Any good stock?” she questioned, wandering over to the fresh tea set out. She typically drank coffee, but since the tea was there already, she might as well. She put in a dash of milk to her cup, then plopped down into a nearby couch, stirring the herbal brew as she did so without it clinking overly much. It was still hot, so she sipped it slowly. “Good tea. What would really be the thing is some brandy to go with it,” she sighed wistfully, relaxing into the luxurious upholstering as she waited for the meeting to start, or better yet, someone willing to chat to pass the time.

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

Jandar Varan

The pale male remained as elusive as ever, as though Jandar had used Craft to enhance his senses, he couldn’t get a clear enough read on the single male while he was surrounded by such a crowd. The male was also apparently part of a group, an ill-meaning group if he was correct in his impressions – and given that he trusted Opal’s warning, the group around the broken-nose guy was one to watch out for.

The Varan Warlord then entered the stables, the quit atmosphere pleasanter than the din of the main room he'd just left behind, though even here, there was a hint of wrongness. As he pet and fed Teo, Jandar was interrupted from his thoughts by a near-silent rustling up in the loft, and silently stepped into a position to observe the now-confirmed-thief child rummage in a courier’s belongings, hastily throwing away papers, scrolls, letters, and various other documents. His scent revealed only that the mixed-heritage youngling was a Blood, but nothing else.

When the blood male thief began cursing – an action which made it obvious to Jandar that the child hadn’t noticed his presence and still believed himself to be the only one in the stables – the Warlord kissed Teo’s neck in temporary farewell, then quietly approached the young male, taking care to soften his footfalls in exactly the same manner that he would when hunting a dear, wrapping an aural shield tightly around himself as an insurance. He was just as cautious with his breathing as he climbed a ladder that would put him at the child’s back, and would be well outside his peripheral sight.

Once Jandar was up in the loft as well, he sneaked up behind the child, then restrained him from behind, striking as swiftly as a serpent to restrain the thief in a way to prevent him from screaming out. “Careless,” he commented in a rumble, then turned the blonde around so they were face-to-face, and clamped the scrawny criminal by his shoulders. “Won’t blame ya for stealin’, ‘coz you weren’t takin’ anyfing of mine…But, lad, you should know be’er,” he lectured in a rumble, though kept his facial expression near impassive, a stoic and subtle kind of harshness. “You ‘ave seen the kind of folk that gathers round 'ere, ‘avent you? Count yourself lucky I got ‘ere first, instead of someone nastier.”

Jandar kept the hold on the boys shoulders as he glanced at the mess of missives the boy had caused, then used his Craft to put all the disordered, dirty, crumpled, and otherwise rumpled letters to rights. He stored them back into the leather satchel with a thought, which he cleaned up with Craft as well, finally calling it to his left hand once it was back in an undisturbed state. Holding the thief in one hand and the leather satchel in the other, he questioned the blonde with a sharp look, urging him to be truthful and cooperative with his tone and demeanor. “Now, where’d you find it? I’m puttin’ it back where it belongs. Then you can come along, just for a lil bit. And if you ‘appen to be finkin’ why you might want to do ‘at, well. I’ll make it worth your while, lad.”

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

Jandar Varan

Root's Teeth, Dhemlan Terreille

The crowd shoved him back and spit insults at him, but Jandar had his own first impressions to make, even if they had to be slightly unfavourable. He noticed a sickly pale male with a broken nose and combed-back hair watching him from the hearth, and the strange man exuded an odd aura of a nasty, mean predator, as if he enjoyed the casual and thoughtless violence Jandar exhibited with his movement through the crowd. Jean took note of the male, but proceeded towards the kitchens, where he was met with a no-nonsense cook, whose first question nonetheless betrayed a hint of the witch’s fear. A plethora of Witchblood, an odd undefinable psychic scent that puts me on edge, the inn terror of the inn’s witches, a despairing Prince, an unknown male with what I’d gander is a penchant for violence…I sense a pattern here. Is it possible… Jandar shivered at the current line his thoughts had taken him. It was possible that whatever had produced the fields of Witchblood was happening regularly, often enough that everyone was affected somehow. I’ll take another look at those pens when it's no longer storming, won't be before tomorrow, likely.

After his greeting and explanation was done there right at the kitchen's door, the strict grey-haired witch apparently relaxed just enough to chase him off, shutting the gate in front of him. Jandar blinked, turning to leave, when an Opal witch bypassed him, offered him a carrot – which he accepted with a nod of thanks – and then left him just as swiftly with a warning. Alda was the one…And I scared her? She was already scared before…I wonder what she assumed I might do or want to do. Could the Mr. pale-face be one of those Opal believes I shouldn’t have attracted? Well. I do have to attract them, just enough that I recognize them, Jandar thought as he considered the pros and cons of searching for that male’s room later on. Jean pocketed the carrot, then ambled his way leisurely back into the inn’s main room, this time taking his time to move through the crowd, acting in a manner that would tell anyone who might be watching he was pleased about something. From the periphery of his eyes, the Red Warlord scanned his surroundings, hoping to catch sight of the male who’d observed him from the hearth before, all the while slowly making his way to the door leading directly to the stable. If the pale male was still around, Jandar would focus fully on his Craft enhanced sense of smell to detect and memorize the male by scent alone. Even doing so, he kept just enough attention to safely make it through the crowd and to the stable door however; he’d had to train years before being able to divide his attention so efficiently.

Then he was at the stable door, and ceased his observations to focus fully at entering the room which may or may not be still occupied by someone who may or may not be a thief. Plastering a belligerent scowl on his face, Jandar looked left then right as he crossed the threshold, gazing around the stable, then relaxed slightly as he approached Teo. He fished out the carrot from his pocket, and offered it to his companion. “Sorry, bud, this all dey’ve got.” He pet the horse on the head affectionately as he munched on the treat from his hand, though he still kept his awareness in part on any potential movements being made around him.

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Tiwaz: Valeria Nicole Alvarez-Knight

Full Name: Valeria Nicole Alvarez-Knight

Nicknames/Aliases: Val, Nick

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Rune/Location: Tiwaz. Located at the nape of her neck.

Rune Powers:
- Val can use explosives bursts of air as a boost to her running and/or jumping.
- She can use air as a means of attack, e.g. knocking down or pushing back someone with a gust of wind, sending condensed balls (like paintballs) or streams of air (similar to a water cannon) at a target.
- She can extend the range of her regular physical attack with razor-sharp wind slashes.
- Nick can literally punch the air out of a person to make them dizzy or even knock them unconscious. She doesn't know if suffocating anyone to death is possible.

Description:
Valeria stands at 5'7, and though she exercises daily, she's slim and doesn't seem to have much of a muscle definition. Her natural complexion is a light ivory one, but she's spent enough of her life outside that she has an almost permanent beige tan. Her eyes are a very bright hazel, sometimes seeming an almost amber hue. Her hair is naturally a mouse brown, but she bleaches it to pale blond and styles it in a pixie-cut. She usually dresses in a punk, punk rock, or skater-esque fashion, and she may put anything from none to heavy makeup depending on the situation. As a rule, however, she tends toward footwear that's comfortable to wear and easy to run in, and even to a club she's likelier to put on flat sandals than anything high-heeled. She has one silver and three black earrings on her left ear, as well as two silver and one black earrings on her right one. Nicole often wears some type of a choker combined with a necklace, though she removes all jewelry for physical activities.

Personality:
Valeria is an adventurous, confident, and fairly outgoing person. She enjoys roaming the city, discovering niche locations, or spending time at the favourite park or rooftop. As much as she's fond of hanging out with others, she's content to do her own thing just as well. Though she considers herself to be generally amicable, and makes acquaintances and even friends relatively easily, there are very few people she actually feels close to. She loves teasing people and flirting with others, and if she can somehow combine the two, well, there's hardly anything more she could ask for. As a result, though, she may come across as too pushy on the on hand, and as dismissive or even apathetic on the other. It's true that Valeria can be quite selfish as she enjoys living life however she pleases and goes along with the directives of others almost exclusively when it serves her own desires or ends, but this is mainly due to an honest, optimistic belief in freedom, self-expression, and the importance of pursuing happiness in life - all of which culminates in what is basically a hedonistic outlook on life.

Skills:
- Climbing.
- Skating and rollerblading.
- Parkour.
- Photography.
- Decent at photo editing.

Weaknesses:
- As a thrill-seeker, Valeria can become unfocused to an objective once riding the high of adrenaline.
- Her rebel streak may lead her to object to orders or skirt imposed tasks from a superior.
- She leans to a forceful, often destructive use of her powers, but lacks the finesse of control; she's not had enough experience yet for the latter. Meaning, she may cause undesired collateral damage or even harm an ally or a civilian accidentally, if they get too close to her in the middle of a fight when she doesn't expect them there.
- She cannot change the composition and chemistry of the atmosphere, she can only move air around. This means higher altitudes affect her the same they would anyone else, and though she could call a bubble of air to her up to 30 meters below water, drowning and the risks of high pressure would be a definite danger.
- Continual use of her power (e.g. directing a "stream" of air for more than a couple of minutes or creating and maintaining even a small whirlwind), while doable, is something that she finds extremely hard to accomplish currently.

Brief History:
Born to María José Estrada Alvarez-Knight and Julian Nelson Knight, Valeria Nicole is the older of the two children her parents had, her younger sibling a male by the name of Isaac Juan. Though she and her brother were well-loved, their parents often quarreled due to work related matters (and some others, but these were issues neither Valeria nor Isaac were much privy to), and they eventually divorced. María and Julian still kept in contact, but Valeria continued living with her father and visited her mother only occasionally, while María took Isaac with her. As a result, Val isn't as close to her brother as she may have otherwise been, though she doubtlessly loves him, and he her. After the divorce, her father seemed to grow ever busier with his work, and no longer under the stricter purview of her mother, Nicole was often left to her own devices, free to go and remain outside - and she did, skate parks becoming one of her favoured locations, as well as being essential for her to practice several of her hobbies. That's where she'd met her first boyfriend, Shun Lang, though after three years of dating, she eventually left him as he became too involved with one of the local gangs, and the growing criminal activities weren't to her taste; though she had admittedly enjoyed defacing walls or even burning a trashcan here and there in the beginning, harsher vandalism and violence were over the line as far as she was concerned. After her breakup, she hasn't had a serious relationship ever since, though she's fooled around plenty, content with casual relationships of that nature even to this day. She's kept her love for parkour and rollerblading, and those activities even aspired her to work her ass off to be able to study physical therapy at a college after an incident where a friend of hers (Alicia Sanders) suffered a badly broken leg. Three years into her busy student life, however, she was afflicted with a mysterious tattoo appearing out of nowhere, with some sick new powers to go alongside. Less stellar was the kidnapping scheme she was subjected to shortly after, the spiriting-away committed by an organization claiming her as some sort of a...hero. She's still mighty miffed about that.

Other: She's pansexual. Smokes occasionally. Uploads photos to her preferred SNS regularly, practically on a weekly to bi-weekly basis.

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@EchoicChamber
So, I can move my CS over, right? Or should I wait for you to look it over again...?

Also, do you have any maps of the world? Or do we just imagine generic modern world cityscape except with some crazy nordic-themed and ramped-up Australia-esque wilderness outside?

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And done. How's it?

Tiwaz: Valeria Nicole Alvarez-Knight

Full Name: Valeria Nicole Alvarez-Knight

Nicknames/Aliases: Val, Nick

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Rune/Location: Tiwaz. Located at the nape of her neck.

Rune Powers:
- Val can use explosives bursts of air as a boost to her running and/or jumping.
- She can use air as a means of attack, e.g. knocking down or pushing back someone with a gust of wind, sending condensed balls (like paintballs) or streams of air (similar to a water cannon) at a target.
- She can extend the range of her regular physical attack with razor-sharp wind slashes.
- Nick can literally punch the air out of a person to make them dizzy or even knock them unconscious. She doesn't know if suffocating anyone to death is possible.

Description:
Valeria stands at 5'7, and though she exercises daily, she's slim and doesn't seem to have much of a muscle definition. Her natural complexion is a light ivory one, but she's spent enough of her life outside that she has an almost permanent beige tan. Her eyes are a very bright hazel, sometimes seeming an almost amber hue. Her hair is naturally a mouse brown, but she bleaches it to pale blond and styles it in a pixie-cut. She usually dresses in a punk, punk rock, or skater-esque fashion, and she may put anything from none to heavy makeup depending on the situation. As a rule, however, she tends toward footwear that's comfortable to wear and easy to run in, and even to a club she's likelier to put on flat sandals than anything high-heeled. She has one silver and three black earrings on her left ear, as well as two silver and one black earrings on her right one. Nicole often wears some type of a choker combined with a necklace, though she removes all jewelry for physical activities.

Personality:
Valeria is an adventurous, confident, and fairly outgoing person. She enjoys roaming the city, discovering niche locations, or spending time at the favourite park or rooftop. As much as she's fond of hanging out with others, she's content to do her own thing just as well. Though she considers herself to be generally amicable, and makes acquaintances and even friends relatively easily, there are very few people she actually feels close to. She loves teasing people and flirting with others, and if she can somehow combine the two, well, there's hardly anything more she could ask for. As a result, though, she may come across as too pushy on the on hand, and as dismissive or even apathetic on the other. It's true that Valeria can be quite selfish as she enjoys living life however she pleases and goes along with the directives of others almost exclusively when it serves her own desires or ends, but this is mainly due to an honest, optimistic belief in freedom, self-expression, and the importance of pursuing happiness in life - all of which culminates in what is basically a hedonistic outlook on life.

Skills:
- Climbing.
- Skating and rollerblading.
- Parkour.
- Photography.
- Decent at photo editing.

Weaknesses:
- As a thrill-seeker, Valeria can become unfocused to an objective once riding the high of adrenaline.
- Her rebel streak may lead her to object to orders or skirt imposed tasks from a superior.
- She leans to a forceful, often destructive use of her powers, but lacks the finesse of control; she's not had enough experience yet for the latter. Meaning, she may cause undesired collateral damage or even harm an ally or a civilian accidentally, if they get too close to her in the middle of a fight when she doesn't expect them there.
- She cannot change the composition and chemistry of the atmosphere, she can only move air around. This means higher altitudes affect her the same they would anyone else, and though she could call a bubble of air to her up to 30 meters below water, drowning and the risks of high pressure would be a definite danger.
- Continual use of her power (e.g. directing a "stream" of air for more than a couple of minutes or creating and maintaining even a small whirlwind), while doable, is something that she finds extremely hard to accomplish currently.


Brief History:
Born to María José Estrada Alvarez-Knight and Julian Nelson Knight, Valeria Nicole is the older of the two children her parents had, her younger sibling a male by the name of Isaac Juan. Though she and her brother were well-loved, their parents often quarreled due to work related matters (and some others, but these were issues neither Valeria nor Isaac were much privy to), and they eventually divorced. María and Julian still kept in contact, but Valeria continued living with her father and visited her mother only occasionally, while María took Isaac with her. As a result, Val isn't as close to her brother as she may have otherwise been, though she doubtlessly loves him, and he her. After the divorce, her father seemed to grow ever busier with his work, and no longer under the stricter purview of her mother, Nicole was often left to her own devices, free to go and remain outside - and she did, skate parks becoming one of her favoured locations, as well as being essential for her to practice several of her hobbies. That's where she'd met her first boyfriend, Shun Lang, though after three years of dating, she eventually left him as he became too involved with one of the local gangs, and the growing criminal activities weren't to her taste; though she had admittedly enjoyed defacing walls or even burning a trashcan here and there in the beginning, harsher vandalism and violence were over the line as far as she was concerned. After her breakup, she hasn't had a serious relationship ever since, though she's fooled around plenty, content with casual relationships of that nature even to this day. She's kept her love for parkour and rollerblading, and those activities even aspired her to work her ass off to be able to study physical therapy at a college after an incident where a friend of hers (Alicia Sanders) suffered a badly broken leg. Three years into her busy student life, however, she was afflicted with a mysterious tattoo appearing out of nowhere, with some sick new powers to go alongside. Less stellar was the kidnapping scheme she was subjected to shortly after, the spiriting-away committed by an organization claiming her as some sort of a...hero. She's still mighty miffed about that.

Other: She's pansexual. Smokes occasionally. Uploads photos to her preferred SNS regularly, practically on a weekly to bi-weekly basis.

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I'd like to reserve Tiwaz, if I may.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Asteria

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Ed’s frenzied attack sent the ant sprawling away from the mother-daughter rat duo, and exposed its chest area as part of its chitinous armour was shattered, chunks of pulverized meat flying away from it. The ant was ready to escape, but Asteria, for one, wasn’t ready to let it go. Like hell! And with that one thought, she dashed at the ant, hooking her tail around its neck from behind, as if trying to rein it in. If she only got it to stop from burrowing into the earth–

The moment Asteria had a good grip on the ant’s neck despite its trashing and the attempts to sting or otherwise injure her, she was startled by Ed’s suspiciously crazed chuckle and the subsequent roar accompanying his lunge attack. He didn’t seem to care that she was in the way, practically frothing at the mouth in his determination to tackle the ant and probably chew it to death if the glint in his eye was anything to go by. Startled, Asteria released her tail from the ant, backing away a pace or two, just in time for Ed to land on the insect. At this point, Asteria figured she’d be surprised if the ant would be anything but squashed as a result of Ed’s forceful attack.

Instead of trying to assist, the blue-eyed dire rat went to check on her biological mother, sniffing at her for any injuries. Ascertaining the older rat was more or less alright, she peered up at the grass and flowers she’d ignored till now, inspecting each different one. Mana sense had given her the information that at least one of these plants – if not more – most likely had a medicinal effect similar to the healing herbs. Without knowing which flower did what exactly, however, Asteria could only do the next best thing – gather one type of each flower for closer inspection by gnawing through the base of them one by one, then lying them on the floor in a row.

Once she had them all set out in front of her, she scented each, trying to ascertain which might be the most similar to a healing herb, and what the others were like. In case any were highly poisonous, she didn’t dare taste them, but she could – and did – use mana sense on each. Besides, the time she’d spent fiddling with the local foliage was surely enough to get Ed down from the manic high he’d been riding, regardless of whether he’d managed to kill the ant or if it simply escaped. Wanting to make sure, Asteria focused her gaze back on him, observing silently for a moment. Then she calmly and firmly addressed him. “Ed? You were on a rampage. What was that about?” She refrained from any hints of accusation to seep into the question, but she did have to know what was going on with him – if Ed even realized that something was.

Action summary

Attempts to restrain the ant.
Sees Ed approaching, gets out of the way of his lunge.
Checks up on MR.
Gathers each unique plant type.
Inspects each gathered plant with scent and Mana Sense.
Asks Ed what's up.