Tae

Avalia

Time: 9 AM
Location: Port Vanarosa
Interactions: @Benzaiten Éliane
Mentions:
Equipment:

Hider

The clothes on her back

The Devil's Dancefloor

In the corner of a small cell sat a red haired woman, messing with the finger bone of some poor soul who'd died in the cell before her and was left to be picked clean by the rats. Lizzie had briefly wondered if she, too, was to suffer the same fate as that man...or woman, it was hard to tell when there was no flesh on the bones anymore. It had already been a month since she and the crew had been captured and, while they informed them their trial was in a week, it looked like there was no end in sight. They said it was a "trial", but Lizzie knew they would immediately be walking to the gallows. At least Maria had escaped that gruesome fate, though she suffered a fate almost as bad. Fever had taken her and she lasted a week before she drew no more breath. It shattered Lizzie's heart, but she was relieved she wouldn't have to see the woman hanging from a noose.

In the cell next to her sat Patton, the captain of the ship and the damned fool that allowed them to get captured. He'd allowed all to get drunk on the ship, including himself, and so when the Royal Navy came for them they couldn't even fight. Lizzie and Maria were the only ones smart enough to not drink themselves silly and thus were the only able-bodied ones to fight, and put up a fight they did. It was all for not, though, as they were now here.

She tossed the finger bone away from her and sighed as she glanced up at the small barred window. It would be night soon and they'd be one day closer to death. Suddenly there was a bright light within her cell and Lizzie had to shield her eyes for a moment. She grasped the bars beside her as she felt it pulling her in. What was happening? Was that a...portal? What luck she had! She began moving towards the portal, not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth, but a familiar voice made her pause. "Lizzie! Lizzie, my darling, don't leave me here! Find a way for me to get through that portal too!" She glanced back at Patton and let out a laugh. Really? She grinned at him now.

"No, Captain, I don't think I will. If you would have fought like a man, you wouldn't be about to die like a dog." With that she turned on her heel and went through the portal.

The familiar sound of seagulls hit her ears as she shielded her eyes from...pink sunlight? How strange. The smell of saltwater was comforting as well, but what alarmed her was the two figures standing in front of her. They looked pretty normal at first glance, but then she noted their ears. What in the hell were these creatures? As if on cue, they began speaking. "Welcome to Avalia, human. You were summoned here because you're kind holds great powers and you can help us defeat a terrible foe. If you help us, then we will send you back home." Lizzie seemed to stand there and nod for a moment, as if really contemplating their words.

"I hear what you're saying and it's all fascinating, really it is, but I've just got one thing to say." She'd been scanning the area she was in for a moment to get her bearings. She seemed to be behind a small building and there were some alleyways to her right. "Fuck that." She took off running for the alley and heard the elves shouting behind her. They were definitely pursuing her and she needed a plan. She darted down another alley, ignoring all the strange creatures she passed as she did so. She rounded a corner and immediately saw a woman walking and not paying attention. Perfect. She grabbed the woman's wrist, yanking the sword out of her grasp as she did so and pulled her into the alley.

"Shhh, don't struggle, darling. I truly don't want to hurt you, but I need your assistance. Cooperate and all shall go smoothly." Lizzie freed the sword and now had it placed against the woman's neck as she heard the elves approaching. She turned herself and Éliane to face the duo as they entered the other end of the alleyway. They immediately halted and held up their hands.

"Here's how this is going to go. You're going to leave this alley and leave me be. It's quite simple really. If you don't comply I'll slit her throat. Does this make sense?" They seemed to debate amongst themselves for a moment and Lizzie decided to start counting. She hit two and finally they agreed, backing away and disappearing. After she was sure they were gone she decided to speak to the woman again.

"Alright, love, a few things. First, what other weapons are you carrying? No person with a weapon carries only one. Two, what valuables do you have? I've unfortunately got nothing on me and was hoping you could rectify that problem. And three, where can I...acquire a ship?" She only slightly eased up on her grip, waiting for the woman's reply before letting her go, but keeping the sword in hand.

Avalia

Time: Night before the summoning----->9 AM
Location: Roshmi Palace
Interactions:
Mentions: @hide on mana Kuroi
Equipment:

Hider

Bag of essentials
Rope
Katana
Wakizashi
10 kunai
Several pieces of jewelry to sell
Pouch with 1000 amas
Bread
Water
Cheese

Just stay out of my way, I came for blood…

Music filled the ballroom of the Roshmi palace as men and women dressed in fine clothes and jewelry danced and conversed with one another. A white haired wolf demi-human girl sighed as she sipped on some wine and watched people dance. Of course her parents were throwing a ball the night before Soller. They’d be throwing another tomorrow night as well once Itsuki got home from his trip, wherever the hell that was. Her brother was always out and about, traveling to different places for parties and all sorts of revelries while Mikazuki was stuck at home. She’d never even left Roshmi unless it was for political things or parties. Why she was always so sheltered she’d never know, but at least she was able to sneak out once in a while for a few hours.

Suddenly a large image of the Dark Elf twins filled the room as Basilian’s voice boomed through the hall. Everyone stopped and stared in confusion, but then there was a scene that made Mika’s blood turn to ice. Four figured knelt on the ground, almost all of them she recognized, but her eyes were glued on one in particular. It was Itsuki. Her heart was pounding in her chest, panic rising as she realized what was happening. She heard her mother scream out and the rest of the room erupt in chaos as Itsuki’s throat was slit open. She watched as the life drained from her brother’s eyes, then she was looking at the twins once again. Had that really just happened?

Suddenly Mika was surrounded by guards and she was being ushered out of the ball room, as if there was some sort of threat to her currently. She followed, feeling absolutely numb as she was escorted to her room. She was the heir now and she needed to be protected at all costs.

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The palace was in absolute chaos and Mika was confined to her room the next day. She’d gotten over her shock and was now angry. She wanted, no, she NEEDED revenge and she’d be damned if she wasn’t going to get it. She was supposed to meet with her new teacher today, Kuroi Usagi, the son of Akane, but that was going to have to wait. She needed to get out of Roshmi and make her way to the Sun Elf Kingdom where she knew they were summoning human’s.

For a while now, Mika had been in contact with some elven rebels and was doing what she could to aid in the rebellion while staying in Roshmi. She’d gained trust with them and was informed of the plan to summon humans, a plan she was mildly worried about. How would they ensure that the humans would help them? What motive would they have? It was now time to join the rebellion instead of working from the shadows as she had been previously.

She shoved essential supplies into a pack before strapping her katana and wakizashi to her back. She threw a few other things into the pack before pulling a mask over her face and throwing a cloak on. She couldn’t slip out the front door of her room, as it was being heavily guarded, so she needed to go out the window. Only issue with that was the fact her room was on the fourth floor. Lucky for her, she was able to stash 50 ft of rope in her room. She secured the rope around herself and looped the rope around her heavy bedpost. In theory it should hold her weight...at least she hoped. She then dropped the rest of the rope out the window. With one last check to make sure everything was secured, Mika took a deep breath and slowly eased herself out the window.

After a couple minutes she made it on top of a small bit of roof, the first checkpoint. Now she just had to make it down one more story. She untied the rope, bundled it back up, and shoved it in her pack before slowly beginning to shuffle towards the edge. The roof was slicker than she'd expected and she slipped, sliding down the roof. She gasped, grasping for anything she could. Finally she got a purchase on the gutter of the roof as she went sliding off the edge. It took everything in her to hold on as she dangled over the edge. She was now staring into the study where her mother sat, weeping. She hadn't noticed her quite yet and Mika needed to move fast. She was about eight or nine feet off the ground still and she took a deep breath before she let go. She did her best to roll in order to not injure herself, though it still hurt.

Mika quickly got herself up off the ground and looked towards the gates. There were some people heading out, if she was quick enough she could use them as a disguise to slip out. Silently she ran towards the group, keeping her head down as they began passing the guards. She was just beginning to feel confident that she'd made it when the guards grabbed her arm. "Now where do you think you're going, Princess Mikazuki?" The guard who'd watched her grow up asked, under orders to stop her at any costs. Irritation ran towards her as she looked at him.

"Uhh...I'm heading to my lesson with Ms. Akane's son and you're going to make me late." There was very clear irritation in her voice and only received a chuckle.

"Is that so? Why weren't we informed about this then?" Of course this wasn't going to be easy...

Avalia

The Twin-Headed Dragon

Time: Night before the summoning
Location: Malthemoor

The storm outside raged with the loud claps of thunder as strikes of lightning flashed and illuminated the darkened room of the stone castle the twins resided, casting their shadows on the wall. The air was thick and humid and the sound of the torrential downpour was a heavy percussion against the ceiling above them.

“Th-th-the light elves are planning to summon man-thing tomorrow morning, do not know the location I don’t. Very s-s-secretive they are.” The rat demi-human knelt on the floor before the two. The dark-haired woman watched the rat curiously as they spoke and soon was grinning darkly. She had been lounging on her throne with her legs dangling over the armrest. She suddenly spun around and stood, slowly walking towards the sniveling rat.

”Is that so? And you truly don’t know anymore?” She asked, a grim smile on her beautiful face as she gently caressed his cheek. The rat quickly shook his head and Amarantha remained silent for a moment as she studied him, then sighed. ”Well then I guess you’ve become useless, wouldn’t you agree brother?”

Basilian looked towards the two, “Yes, and you know what we do with loose ends.” His face was stone cold with a lack of emotion as he hid his disgust from the rat on his floor. “I will give you the pleasure, sister.” He stood up walking past them, “I will get the preparations started with the cast spheres.” Basilian faced one of the guards standing in the room and said, “Get the prisoners and bring them to the balcony.”

The rat began pleading for his life, pure terror in his eyes as Amarantha shushed him as she leaned in closer. ”Hush now, everything is going to be okay.” There was a gentleness to her voice now and it began calming the man as he became unsure of what was going to happen. Was she actually going to kill him or did they mean something else when they meant ‘tying up loose ends’? Amarantha’s lips met the man’s in a soft, comforting kiss. She felt him relax, but then suddenly stiffen as his eyes and ears began bleeding. Dark tendrils surrounded Amarantha and her prey as he began screaming in agony. Suddenly he went limp and she let him drop to the floor, dark tendrils seeming to flow out of his mouth for a moment before dissipating. Amarantha stood upright once more as she wiped some blood from her mouth before moving back to her brother’s side.

“I don’t understand why you would put your lips on such a disgusting beast.” Basilian stared at his sister before looking back towards the cast sphere in his hand. “This should be ready.” He stated before he heard the door open. Basilian looked towards the door and watched as four prisoners were dragged into the room and out to the balcony. “It looks like we can join our unwelcome guests,” He told his sister as he walked out onto the balcony, rage now starting to seep out in his face.
The pitter-patter of the rain greatly increased in volume as they made their way outside. The sky was a foreboding molten gray.

Out in the middle of the courtyard sat a large map of all of Avalia. Kneeling atop of said map were four figures encompassing each of the large races of the land. On the far left of the group sat Prince Khurdral Mountainspine, heir to the throne of Ironhold and the Dwarves. Beside him was Prince Echo Millinia, youngest son of the Fairy King. Next in line was the general of the Light Elves, Talindra Joxalim. Last was the Demi-Human heir, Prince Itsuki Yoshikawa. All had their hands bound behind their backs and mouths gagged. They were swiftly becoming soaked from the rain and behind each of them stood a Dark Elf Dragon Knight.

Basilian activated the casting sphere, which opened up broadcasting to all of Availa. “Welcome Avalians to our show. We know you plan to bring the humans and thought we would make our move first. If you look over here, we have some of your fellow pinces and this Light Elf general. “ He said, waving his arm towards them and showing the world their faces. ”This is a declaration of war, We will take what is rightfully ours and plunge your pathetic races into despair just as you did to us thousand years ago. Our race has kept quiet for years building and growing this great nation of Malthemoor. I will make you watch as we murder your people just as you made us watch the murder of ours.” Basilians looked at the knights and with one swift movement of his hand the knights slit the throats of the prisoners letting the blood drain from their necks in view of everyone watching the broadcast.

”Remember this, people of Avalia, all of this could have been avoided. If you hadn't exiled us into the coldest places of Avalia, treated us as a lesser race, then there could have been peace. Now you have forced our hand and we will become the monsters you have believed us to be. The rivers and streets shall run red with the blood of your children.” As Amarantha finished speaking her words, she conjured the form of a twin-headed dragon with her dark magic. It appeared to emerge from her and her brother before lifting into the air, flying around for a moment before she signaled for the spheres to be shut off. War had come to Avalia once more.

Avalia

The Demi-Human Princess

Princess Mikazuki Yoshikawa of Roshmi ⋆ 20 ⋆ Female ⋆ Demi-human

Appearance

Height:

5’3

Weight:

117 lbs

Hair Color:

White

Eye Color:

Red

Skin Tone:

Pale

Psychology

Likes:

⋆ Swords
⋆ Night time
⋆ Snow

Dislikes:

⋆ Disloyalty
⋆ Heat
⋆ Injustice

Fears:

⋆ Being stuck in a marriage like her parents
⋆ The thought of losing her brother and what that would entail
⋆ No longer being allowed to learn combat

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Personality:

Upon first meeting Mika she comes across as fairly introverted. She initially comes across as being slightly cold and withdrawn, but give her time and you'll find that she's actually warm and compassionate. Get to know her more and you'll find she can be very stubborn and she'll always keep her promises. She's surprisingly a natural at lying, but she's not one to use this talent unless she really has to. She has a fiery, rebellious, daring side to her that hates rules, and is very curious as to the world around her. Mika can be extremely seductive and charming when she wants to be, but generally prefers to remain open to the people she has an affection for. She hates it when others judge her, and is fairly indignant in terms of those who don't receive equal rights.

She can be very cunning when she wants to be as she is brilliant at masking her emotions and playing different roles, and has a hotheaded temper when provoked. She has an unwavering loyalty to those who have earned her trust, and a deep hatred towards those who have broken it. She does doubt herself often and doesn't believe she's fit for the role she's supposed to play as a princess. This doubt can easily send her into a downward spiral and often needs a friend to pull her out of it.

There are definite times where she can seem like a spoiled princess, but often she tries her best not to act that way. She has a decent sense of humor, being able to laugh at most jokes. It isn't often, however, that you'd find her really cracking a joke. There are rare occasions that it'll happen, but she'd rather laugh at a good joke than tell one.

Background

Occupation

Princess/Second in line to the throne

Living Immediate Family Members:

King Kasai Yoshikawa || Father
Queen Yuna Yoshikawa || Mother

Dead Immediate Family Members:

King Haru Yoshikawa || Grandfather
Queen Rio Yoshikawa || Grandmother
Prince Itsuki Yoshikawa || Older Brother (heir)

Current Companions:

Kuroi

Current and Past Lover(s):

Random flirtations, but nothing serious.

History:

Mika was the second born child to the king and queen of Roshmi and the only daughter. Raised with proper manners and etiquette, to the outside world the Roshmi royalty seems to be the perfect image of what royalty should be. Behind closed doors, however, things are very different. When she was young, Mika's parents were incredibly overprotective of her and strict. Itsuki could never do any wrong, but Mika was expected to be the perfect princess. A delicate flower is what her mother wanted her to be, but Mika hated it. She'd constantly act out, pulling pranks on guards and maids in the palace, and suffering consequences.

As she grew older she began to recognize more and more wrong with her family. Her parents' marriage wasn't a happy one. Her father had many mistresses and her mother was constantly drinking in order to forget her husband's infidelity. Her brother was constantly at parties and on something. As she saw the imperfections she questioned why she had to be perfect. She wanted to do what she wanted and she'd be damned if they stopped her. She wanted to learn to fight and her mother disagreed at first, but Mika wasn't about to take no for an answer. So soon she was being trained in combat.

The dysfunction in her family causes her to have many trust issues. Her mother began pushing her towards marriage and while Mika enjoyed flirting, she was terrified of marriage. She didn't want to be stuck in a relationship like her parents and so she refused any marriage proposals. It frustrated her mother to no end, but being the second born she could get away with her refusals. It was more important they found her brother a wife first as he needed a queen. So for the time Mika was safe. She could focus on her combat training and watching as tensions rose with the Dark Elves.

Combat and Magic:

Strength: 5
Speed on Land: 8
Speed in Air: 0
Magical Ability: 0
Dexterity: 8
Weapon Proficiency: 6
Stealth: 7

Species of Demi-Human

Lupine

Best Ability from Beast Side:

Has enhanced senses.
Can howl in order to call nearby wolves to aid her when near woods. Works best at night time, especially during a full moon.
Has a natural ability for tracking.
Can grow claws and fangs as weapons.

Avalia

The Demi-Human Princess

Princess Mikazuki Yoshikawa of Roshmi ⋆ 20 ⋆ Female ⋆ Demi-human

Appearance

Height:

5’3

Weight:

117 lbs

Hair Color:

White

Eye Color:

Red

Skin Tone:

Pale

Psychology

Likes:

⋆ Swords
⋆ Night time
⋆ Snow

Dislikes:

⋆ Disloyalty
⋆ Heat
⋆ Injustice

Fears:

⋆ Being stuck in a marriage like her parents
⋆ The thought of losing her brother and what that would entail
⋆ No longer being allowed to learn combat

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Personality:

Upon first meeting Mika she comes across as fairly introverted. She initially comes across as being slightly cold and withdrawn, but give her time and you'll find that she's actually warm and compassionate. Get to know her more and you'll find she can be very stubborn and she'll always keep her promises. She's surprisingly a natural at lying, but she's not one to use this talent unless she really has to. She has a fiery, rebellious, daring side to her that hates rules, and is very curious as to the world around her. Mika can be extremely seductive and charming when she wants to be, but generally prefers to remain open to the people she has an affection for. She hates it when others judge her, and is fairly indignant in terms of those who don't receive equal rights.

She can be very cunning when she wants to be as she is brilliant at masking her emotions and playing different roles, and has a hotheaded temper when provoked. She has an unwavering loyalty to those who have earned her trust, and a deep hatred towards those who have broken it. She does doubt herself often and doesn't believe she's fit for the role she's supposed to play as a princess. This doubt can easily send her into a downward spiral and often needs a friend to pull her out of it.

There are definite times where she can seem like a spoiled princess, but often she tries her best not to act that way. She has a decent sense of humor, being able to laugh at most jokes. It isn't often, however, that you'd find her really cracking a joke. There are rare occasions that it'll happen, but she'd rather laugh at a good joke than tell one.

Background

Occupation

Princess/Second in line to the throne

Living Immediate Family Members:

King Kasai Yoshikawa || Father
Queen Yuna Yoshikawa || Mother
Prince Itsuki Yoshikawa || Older Brother (heir)

Dead Immediate Family Members:

King Haru Yoshikawa || Grandfather
Queen Rio Yoshikawa || Grandmother

Current Companions:

Kuroi

Current and Past Lover(s):

Random flirtations, but nothing serious.

History:

Mika was the second born child to the king and queen of Roshmi and the only daughter. Raised with proper manners and etiquette, to the outside world the Roshmi royalty seems to be the perfect image of what royalty should be. Behind closed doors, however, things are very different. When she was young, Mika's parents were incredibly overprotective of her and strict. Itsuki could never do any wrong, but Mika was expected to be the perfect princess. A delicate flower is what her mother wanted her to be, but Mika hated it. She'd constantly act out, pulling pranks on guards and maids in the palace, and suffering consequences.

As she grew older she began to recognize more and more wrong with her family. Her parents' marriage wasn't a happy one. Her father had many mistresses and her mother was constantly drinking in order to forget her husband's infidelity. Her brother was constantly at parties and on something. As she saw the imperfections she questioned why she had to be perfect. She wanted to do what she wanted and she'd be damned if they stopped her. She wanted to learn to fight and her mother disagreed at first, but Mika wasn't about to take no for an answer. So soon she was being trained in combat.

The dysfunction in her family causes her to have many trust issues. Her mother began pushing her towards marriage and while Mika enjoyed flirting, she was terrified of marriage. She didn't want to be stuck in a relationship like her parents and so she refused any marriage proposals. It frustrated her mother to no end, but being the second born she could get away with her refusals. It was more important they found her brother a wife first as he needed a queen. So for the time Mika was safe. She could focus on her combat training and watching as tensions rose with the Dark Elves.

Combat and Magic:

Strength: 5
Speed on Land: 8
Speed in Air: 0
Magical Ability: 0
Dexterity: 8
Weapon Proficiency: 6
Stealth: 7

Species of Demi-Human

Lupine

Best Ability from Beast Side:

Has enhanced senses.
Can howl in order to call nearby wolves to aid her when near woods. Works best at night time, especially during a full moon.
Has a natural ability for tracking.
Can grow claws and fangs as weapons.

ᖴOᖇGOTTEᑎ ᖇEᗩᒪᗰᔕ 🌙 The Ring of Aduzahir

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It had been awhile since Sira had stepped foot in Calimport, but no matter how much time had passed she would always remember her home. While for some it should have been comforting, the familiar sights, sounds, and smells of their home, for Sira it just brought back unpleasant memories. She could still see her mother on her deathbed, wearing the face of her familiar human form all the way up until she drew her last breath. She’d watched as the woman's hair, skin, and eyes went completely colorless. She sat there staring at her mother for a long time until she grew hungry and knew she needed to leave. There had been nothing else she could do for her mother at that time and, although she was young, she knew she had to go on. Tears had definitely been shed as she knew she was alone in the world now and she’d likely never meet someone else that would truly understand her, understand what it meant to be a changeling.

Many things had changed since that day, but every event is what led her to grow stronger. Led her to become the woman she was today and that was a woman she felt like she was proud of. Was she proud of her? She’d made lots of mistakes and life wasn’t easy, but now she was the captain of a wonderful and loyal crew. That was worth something, right? These were often questions that plagued her as she wanted to be someone that would have made her mother proud. She wanted to be someone that made herself proud. Perhaps she’d feel better about herself once she accomplished her real goal.

Now Sira stood inside the reception hall of the estate of Jakeem Kalil. Silently she scanned the room, noting every exit, every guard, every person in that room. She wasn’t fond of being in a closed room with people she didn’t know and no easy way to escape, but she swallowed her discomfort as she watched the Dragonborn and the woman introduce themselves to Jakeem. Her gaze lingered on Samira for a bit longer as she felt she knew the woman, but couldn’t quite place her. She seemed to be native to Calimsha as she seemed to know how to properly greet a pasha, not to mention how the woman arrived at the estate. It was driving Sira a little mad that she couldn’t quite figure out where she knew the woman from, but she decided she’d think on it later as there were more important things right now. She turned her attention back to Jakeem as she decided it was now her turn to introduce herself.

She stepped forward with a confident swagger, but then dipped low and dropped her gaze to the floor as well. ”Peace be upon you, great Pasha. I am Sira Hezrihd, your humble servant ready to serve you however you need.” She kept bowing deeply as she spoke, but as she finished she briefly glanced sideways at Samira. She was trying to get a better look at the woman’s face, but was also giving her a small smirk as if to say “You’re not the only one who’s willing to use flattery here.”

Avalia

The Queen of COSPLAY

Raven Green ⋆ 22 ⋆ Female ⋆ Human

Appearance

Height:

5’3

Weight:

117 lbs

Hair Color:

White

Eye Color:

Blue

Skin Tone:

Soft tan

Psychology

Likes:

⋆ Cosplay
⋆ Movies
⋆ Music

Dislikes:

⋆ Boring jobs
⋆ Pointless violence
⋆ Not being able to color her hair

Fears:

⋆ Spiders
⋆ Losing those she cares for
⋆ Drowning

Sexuality:

Demisexual

Personality:

Incredibly extroverted, Raven easily makes friends and actually enjoys meeting new people. She can easily talk someone's ear off and you’ll find her constantly quoting movies, songs, and imitating voices. She’s an utter goofball, but it makes her very lovable. When it comes to being selfish or selfless, Raven likes to think of herself as being selfless. Often she would volunteer to help out different charities. She likely would go to great lengths to protect even strangers, having an incredibly kind heart.

She wouldn’t consider herself ill-tempered, but if someone is picking on her or someone else she has no qualms speaking up. She has a bravery that may boarder on stupid because she doesn’t know when to back down. She is likely to get in a fist fight as well, though she doesn’t entirely fight fair. In her mind there’s no such thing as fighting fair, fighting dirty is one of the only ways to win. She does actually have anxiety that she was diagnosed with and can go into a panic attack, but it hasn’t happened in awhile. It’s probably fine…

Definitely not a cunning mastermind, but still rather witty. She can be pretty charismatic, but more in the sense that she knows how to make friends. She has quite a nerdy sense of humor and sometimes people don’t understand what she’s talking about. Many people see her as being very hyperactive and always on the go. Where she gets all the energy, she doesn’t know. She just knows she’s always been high energy.

Background

Occupation

Professional Cosplayer

Living Immediate Family Members:

Lindsay Williams || Mother
Jameson Williams || Step-father
Milo Williams || Half-brother

Dead Immediate Family Members:

Tristan Green || Father

Current Companions:

Saoirse

Current and Past Lover(s):

Jasper || Ex-boyfriend, abusive

History:

Raven was conceived out of wedlock to two teenagers who were very in love with each other. She had a happy beginning of her life with very loving parents, but unfortunately her parents relationship fell apart when she was five years old. Living between households was tough, but she coped with it by reading, watching movies, and music. She also found love in cosplaying and her father took her to every convention she would find from the time she was 10 years old.

Her mother eventually married another man and had her half-brother Milo. Her brother definitely became the favored child and Raven was left to her own devices. In school she was a major nerd and often bullied, but she found friendship in a fellow classmate, Saoirse Maguire. Shae stood up for Raven and even inspired Raven to stand up for herself. Unfortunately the two went different directions in life and grew apart.

Raven followed her dream of becoming a professional cosplayer and began traveling all over the world, dressing in the costumes she’d made. She was on her way home from a renaissance festival when she was sucked into Avalia. She has no idea what she’s in for.

Combat and Magic:

Strength: 4
Speed on Land: 6
Speed in Air: 0
Magical Ability: 2
Dexterity: 6
Weapon Proficiency: 4
Stealth: 5

Ability on Avalia:

Aerokenisis

Avalia

The Queen of Pirates

Elizabeth “Lizzie” Murphy ⋆ 26 ⋆ Female ⋆ Human

Appearance

Height:

5’4

Weight:

128 lbs

Hair Color:

Red

Eye Color:

Blue

Skin Tone:

Light tan

Psychology

Likes:

⋆ The ocean
⋆ Sailing
⋆ Alcohol

Dislikes:

⋆ Cold
⋆ Ignorance
⋆ Being stuck on land for too long

Fears:

⋆ Death
⋆ Never being able to sail again
⋆ Being hated by those she loves

Sexuality:

Demisexual

Personality:

Charming, cunning, eccentric, these are all words used to describe Lizzie. She can be rather skilled in making conversation, even if she’s often using it merely as a distraction. She’s often a very selfish person, doing what she can to save her own skin, but if she’s grown close to the person then there’s a chance she may try to save you too. She has a bit of ruthlessness to her, but she isn’t outright mean. If she’s bonded with someone then she’s more likely to be kind and caring.

She’s rather hot-headed, which can get her into trouble at times, but you really need to worry when she’s become quiet and calm. When this happens is when you know she is thinking of all the glorious ways she could slowly kill you. If a fight doesn’t seem to be going in her favor then she has no qualms about running. She’d much rather live to see another day. Lizzie trusts and loves very few people, but she is fiercely loyal to those she does, turning frighteningly vindictive when they are hurt or killed.

Lizzie has a small spark of insanity in her eyes that makes one wonder if her crazy ideas are planned or not. She’s rather charismatic and has a special swagger about her. She has a sharp wit and an equally sharp tongue. She also has a pretty great sense of humor, using it often to diffuse a situation.

Background

Occupation

Pirate

Living Immediate Family Members:

Connel Murphy || Father
Molly Murphy || Mother

Dead Immediate Family Members:

N/A

Current Companions:

N/A

Current and Past Lover(s):

Finn MacKenzie || Ex-husband
Patton Darby || Lover
Maria Byrne || Lover

History:

Born in Ireland on August 25th, 1697 as the bastard daughter to a rather prosperous lawyer, Lizzie grew up favored by her father, yet despised by his wife. The scandal made business hard for her father until he finally decided to leave his wife, take his daughter and mistress, and move to Jamaica to start over. While Lizzie got practically anything she wanted growing up, she didn’t get much attention from her parents and was raised by maids. Living in Jamaica she got to see all types of people, but she was enthralled by the ships. She romanticized pirates in her mind and, when she was 16, decided she wished to become involved with them. She married a man whom she didn’t actually love, but her father insisted, and they moved to Nasau. This is when she had her first encounter with actual pirates.

She met a man, the captain of a pirate ship, and fell deeply in love with him. Deciding that she didn’t love her husband and he didn’t love her, she soon ran off with her pirate lover. This was, however, the 18th century and men made knives while women made wives. So she decided to disguise herself as a man in order to garner more respect. It didn’t last very long, however, and so she finally decided to embrace being a woman pirate. If anyone had a problem with it she would either kill or seriously injure.

Eventually the attention of the captain faded as he grew bored of her and Lizzie soon found love with another female pirate. They stayed on the ship together and Lizzie remained first mate, but then disaster struck. They had successfully raided a merchant ship and in celebration everyone began drinking. Both Lizzie and her lover, however, kept their drinking light as they just had a gut feeling that something was wrong. They were right as the British navy descended upon them. The men were far too drunk and Lizzie fought hard for her ocean throne, but she lost it nonetheless. All of the crew were captured, thrown in prison, and they were sentenced to death by hanging. The trial took a long time and unfortunately her lover, Maria, died in prison. A week before she was to hang, a portal opened up in her cell and she was sucked into Avalia, saved from one fate and thrown into another.

Combat and Magic:

Strength: 6
Speed on Land: 6
Speed in Air: 0
Magical Ability: 2
Dexterity: 8
Weapon Proficiency: 8
Stealth: 7

Ability on Avalia:

Hydrokinesis

Avalia

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The Queen of Pirates

Elizabeth “Lizzie” Murphy ⋆ 26 ⋆ Female ⋆ Human

Appearance

Height:

5’4

Weight:

112 lbs

Hair Color:

Red

Eye Color:

Blue

Skin Tone:

Light tan

Psychology

Likes:

⋆ The ocean
⋆ Sailing
⋆ Alcohol

Dislikes:

⋆ Cold
⋆ Ignorance
⋆ Being stuck on land for too long

Fears:

⋆ Death
⋆ Never being able to sail again
⋆ Being hated by those she loves

Sexuality:

Demisexual

Personality:

Charming, cunning, eccentric, these are all words used to describe Lizzie. She can be rather skilled in making conversation, even if she’s often using it merely as a distraction. She’s often a very selfish person, doing what she can to save her own skin, but if she’s grown close to the person then there’s a chance she may try to save you too. She has a bit of ruthlessness to her, but she isn’t outright mean. If she’s bonded with someone then she’s more likely to be kind and caring.

She’s rather hot-headed, which can get her into trouble at times, but you really need to worry when she’s become quiet and calm. When this happens is when you know she is thinking of all the glorious ways she could slowly kill you. If a fight doesn’t seem to be going in her favor then she has no qualms about running. She’d much rather live to see another day. Lizzie trusts and loves very few people, but she is fiercely loyal to those she does, turning frighteningly vindictive when they are hurt or killed.

Lizzie has a small spark of insanity in her eyes that makes one wonder if her crazy ideas are planned or not. She’s rather charismatic and has a special swagger about her. She has a sharp wit and an equally sharp tongue. She also has a pretty great sense of humor, using it often to diffuse a situation.

Background

Occupation

Pirate

Living Immediate Family Members:

Connel Murphy || Father
Molly Murphy || Mother

Dead Immediate Family Members:

N/A

Current Companions:

N/A

Current and Past Lover(s):

Finn MacKenzie || Ex-husband
Patton Darby || Lover
Maria Byrne || Lover

History:

Born in Ireland on August 25th, 1697 as the bastard daughter to a rather prosperous lawyer, Lizzie grew up favored by her father, yet despised by his wife. The scandal made business hard for her father until he finally decided to leave his wife, take his daughter and mistress, and move to Jamaica to start over. While Lizzie got practically anything she wanted growing up, she didn’t get much attention from her parents and was raised by maids. Living in Jamaica she got to see all types of people, but she was enthralled by the ships. She romanticized pirates in her mind and, when she was 16, decided she wished to become involved with them. She married a man whom she didn’t actually love, but her father insisted, and they moved to Nasau. This is when she had her first encounter with actual pirates.

She met a man, the captain of a pirate ship, and fell deeply in love with him. Deciding that she didn’t love her husband and he didn’t love her, she soon ran off with her pirate lover. This was, however, the 18th century and men made knives while women made wives. So she decided to disguise herself as a man in order to garner more respect. It didn’t last very long, however, and so she finally decided to embrace being a woman pirate. If anyone had a problem with it she would either kill or seriously injure.

Eventually the attention of the captain faded as he grew bored of her and Lizzie soon found love with another female pirate. They stayed on the ship together and Lizzie remained first mate, but then disaster struck. They had successfully raided a merchant ship and in celebration everyone began drinking. Both Lizzie and her lover, however, kept their drinking light as they just had a gut feeling that something was wrong. They were right as the British navy descended upon them. The men were far too drunk and Lizzie fought hard for her ocean throne, but she lost it nonetheless. All of the crew were captured, thrown in prison, and they were sentenced to death by hanging. The trial took a long time and unfortunately her lover, Maria, died in prison. A week before she was to hang, a portal opened up in her cell and she was sucked into Avalia, saved from one fate and thrown into another.

Combat and Magic:

Strength: 6
Speed on Land: 6
Speed in Air: 0
Magical Ability: 2
Dexterity: 8
Weapon Proficiency: 8
Stealth: 7

Ability on Avalia:

Hydrokinesis

Avalia

The Dark-Haired Bitch Queen

Amarantha Nimue Valren ⋆ 1210 ⋆ Female ⋆ Dark Elf

Appearance

Height:

5’5

Weight:

115 lbs

Hair Color:

Black

Eye Color:

Silver

Skin Tone:

Grey

Psychology

Likes:

⋆ Toying with people
⋆ Wine
⋆ Parties

Dislikes:

⋆ Being bored
⋆ People that won’t do what she wants
⋆ Ignorant people

Fears:

⋆ Losing her brother
⋆ Not getting the revenge they deserve
⋆ Being alone in the world

Sexuality:

Straight

Personality:

Amarantha can be incredibly extroverted in the sense she is rather sociable and action-oriented. She does tend to be rather attention-seeking and doesn’t really like spending a lot of time alone. Sometimes she can be very selfish and then other times she seems to be selfless. She’s selfless when it comes to taking care of her kin. Upon first meeting Amarantha she will appear friendly and like your best friend, but if you prove to be of little use to her she can easily throw you aside. Anger her and she’ll become one of the cruelest people you’ve ever met. When it comes to her people, Amarantha will often go to great lengths to protect them. They’ve been wronged far too much and she will fight for them to have the best life possible. When it comes to her brother, Basilian, she would lay down her life for him.

She has quite the temper, running on a short fuse. She has very little patience for stupidity and is quick to lash out at people. While she is unlikely to beat someone herself, she won’t hesitate to order someone else to whip someone. When it comes to being brave or cowardly, Amarantha falls somewhere in the middle. She will likely run from a situation if it doesn’t look to be in her favor, but she will refuse to leave her brother behind. If he were in trouble then she would throw herself in between him and the danger. She can be quick to react in situations, though those reactions may not always be very well thought out.

Amarantha is incredibly cunning and charismatic. She does well in manipulating others to do things for her or manipulating them into believing she is their ally. Surprisingly she actually has quite the sense of humor, albeit a dark humor. While some may think she’s rather insane, the truth is she’s actually pretty sane. She has a reason always for everything she does.

Background

Occupation

Queen of the Dark Elves

Living Immediate Family Members:

Basilian Valren || Twin Brother

Dead Immediate Family Members:

Zestaria Valren || Mother
Vamir Valren || Father

Current Companions:

Basilian Valren

Current and Past Lover(s):

Amarantha has had numerous lovers, but none never stick around as she often grows bored of them.

History:

Amarantha never got to meet her mother as she died in childbirth while giving birth to both her and her brother, Basilian. The twins were eager to make their appearance into the world that they both tried to come at the same time. Later it would be said that this was a foreshadowing of the future as the two seemed to be inseparable. They also earned the nickname of The Twin-Headed Dragon. Their father, King Vamir, was left alone to raise the two and raise them he did. Vamir was a good father, strict yet caring of the two and for the first ten years of their life they enjoyed peace and happiness. Everything changed when the Great War happened.

During a confrontation, the twins had watched as the light elf king at the time cut down their father but the twins had escaped by the skin of their teeth. They were forced to relocate, after the war was lost, with the rest of the dark elves to Daka Island, where it was cold and dangerous. However, people looked to them as they were what was left of the royal family. So, the dark elves began building up their own kingdom against all odds. They built it around a darkened spire that was found, which had been previously sought out for as it was a source of amplifying dark magic. They named their new kingdom: the Malthemoor Kingdom. For years they reigned over Malthemoor Kingdom, building up an army and training to one day take back all that they lost and more, swearing revenge against Avalia and their cruel treatment of dark elves.

Amarantha was an emotional wreck after their father died, often lashing out at everyone and seeming to throw tantrums. She leaned heavily upon Basilian as he became her rock. She wouldn’t allow anything to happen to him, she swore this and now does everything to protect him. They had a lot of responsibility thrown on them from a young age and at first Amarantha had a hard time coping with it. She holds a lot of hatred towards the light elves for forcing her and her people into the situation they’re in now and wishes for revenge.

Combat and Magic:

Strength: 4
Speed on Land: 6
Speed in Air: 0
Magical Ability: 10
Dexterity: 7
Weapon Proficiency: 6
Stealth: 9

Subspecies:

Dark Elf

Best Abilities:

Incredibly skilled with dark magic

Equipment

Grimoire