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Merlin's Character sheets and Character Gallery.

The character sheet for Job, incidentally it is also my basic slice of life character sheet. Purposefully simple for role plays that focus on character development.

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Knighthood Codex

Time line

The Beginning of time- No one is sure quite how long the entirety of the universe has existed but it predates the Elder Gods and Orieon quite significantly

The Birth of the Titans- Orieon, Therax, Sirxrian, and Noxrion formed in the vastness of the Universe.

A Light in the Dark- Orieon formed the cosmos; seeding it with the progenitor races.

Galendar (0 Cycles)- Orieon forms the whole of Orius and creates his twelve children.

The Terror (120 Cycles)- Noxrion appears and wipes out the first populations of Orcs.

The Outer Door (121 Cycles)- To protect his Children Orieon seals Galendar, Arcadia, The Divine, Fate, and Elemental Planes alongside eight other worlds behind the Wall of Light. Orieon creates the Outer Door.

Oreion is Slain (2558 Cycles)- No one is sure what killed the Titan Orieon but his death Shattered the world of Orius within the wall of light leaving it a magically contained and partially destroyed world with only four continents. The other eight worlds remain unaffected but largely separated from Oriusr due to the Titans grave and lingering life force.



The last of the True Dragons Die out (3003 Cycles)- With the death of their Creator the True Dragons quickly die out as Orieons light fades.

The God’s Walk (6 atf)- The Gods Orieon created discover that they are not the only Divines present in Galendar and the War of the Divines begins.

The End of Divinity (256 atf)- The Gods of Galendar finally end their conflict with the other Realms of Orius. Galendar is confined to part of the largest continent. The Gods of the Southern and Northern Kingdoms are born and the Empires of Lethes, Stygian and the Glimmering Isle consolidate into fledgling nations.

The Aberration Wars (3354 aft)- 1100 years after the death of the Titan; Orius is invaded by the Aberrations after the Outer Door is breached. The war rages for nearly 70 years leveling the Kingdoms of Galendar as they other nations of Orius refuse to come to the aid of the Middle Kingdoms. When the Aberrations manage to Curse the Binders and Seal the Twelve Divines in the Divine Plane the Northern and Southern Kingdoms finally come to the aid of the Middle Kingdoms and with their combined might they manage to wipe out the Aberrations forces which had started the process of converting large tracts of what is now the Shadowmarch into toxic volatile swamps. The Aberrations succeed in creating the Everwinter on the border between the Middle Kingdoms and the Southern Kingdoms effectively obliterating the Southern Kingdoms forces. This effectively isolates the Southern Kingdoms from the rest of the world for the rest of history. The rest of the defenders manage to wipe out the Aberrations scattering the last of them and sealing the breaches into Galendar before finally closing the Outer Door.

The Middle Kingdoms recover and the First Avatars appear (3372 aft)- With the Gods sealed beyond the mortal realms the Gods opt to transfer their powers to Physical Vessels and the Avatar Mantles are created. After the Avatars are created Galendar’s kingdoms form into their current map lines.

The First Stygian War (5010 aft)- After over a thousand years of peace and prosperity in the Middle Kingdoms The Stygian Empire invades. Quickly sweeping across half of Galendar the Stygian war front is halted after it crushes the defenders of Angel’s Landing and burns Westhaven.

Integration (5418-5426 aft)-The eight years following the conquering of Angel’s Landing are followed by a tenuous cease fire. At the end of eight years the Angel’s Landing Resistance force opens into open revolt against the occupying forces in Angel’s Landing

Reclamation (5430-5432 aft)- In the two years following the open revolt of Angel’s Landing a force of Scarab Lord soldiers and exiled heroes from the Stygian Wars led by the newly created Lord of Storms, Christian Highfell, in conjunction with the mysterious assassin Lord Umbral and the original Masters and Mistresses of the Knights of Stars reclaim Angel’s Landing. In the ensuing battle Lord Umbral kills the Twilight God Shezranod using a blade made from a fallen star and the blood of the Titan Orieon. Lord Umbral is dubbed the God-Killer before living Angel’s Landing where Christian begins the process of building the Tower of Stars.

The Second Stygian War (5801-5804 aft)- Almost 400 years later the Stygian Empire returns to attempt to reclaim their hold on Galendar. This time the defenders of Galendar manage to hold Angel’s Landing against the invaders even though much of the Western half of Galendar rally in support of the Stygian empire as much of them are descendents of the original invasion force. Christian Highfell and the Knights of Stars earn a reputation as sell swords as they fight for both sides of the war repeatedly selling to the highest bidder. Neither side is able to dispense with them due to the fact that once they took a contract they fulfilled it.

The Treaty of Angel’s Landing (5805 aft)- The Stygian Empire finally signs a lasting peace accord with Galendar after the death of the Stygian God-King. Kevin’s Watch issues a decree of absolution and province on behalf of Christian Highfell giving him a tract of land outside of Angel’s Landing where he had originally begun construction of the Tower. The decree also prevented any action against Shard or his Knights for their operations on behalf of the Stygian Empire.

The appearance of the Stygian Blade (5902-present aft)- not even a hundred years after the treaty of Angel’s Landing a terrorist group calling themselves the Stygian Blade appears and begins carrying out ‘missions’ on behalf of the Stygian Empire. The Stygian Empire has made no comment on the actions of this group and have refused all envoys from Galendar since the Twilight Blades emergence. Two years after their appearance Christian Highfell disappears and Clarisa Silversun inherits the title of Mistress of Stars from her husband. Shortly thereafter the last of the Original Masters leaves as Master of Sight Urthar takes almost all of the Old guard and disappears leaving the Tower of Stars to fight the Twilight Blade in the streets of Angel’s Landing with few veterans and to find the Master of Stars Christian Highfell.

Knighthood Codex

Character Gallery

Christian Highfell

Name: Christian Highfell, The Avatar of Storms
Alias/Nickname:The Shard, Lord Shard, Master Highfell, Stormlord

Appearance: For all his eccentric lineage, most of the time christian appears to just be a very handsome human male. (Image may change upon commision completion)



Age: 1,128

Race: Bronze Dragon/Storm Elemental

Personality: Christian is a highly eccentric individual, he often comes off as being distracted or aloof. This is due to his age; however when he is intrigued by a problem, person or other noteworthy thing he because animated, warm and attentive. Christian is incredibly patient and deliberate in everything he does and it may even appear plodding to those who are not long of years but Christian’s conviction when he sets his mind on something is akin to a glacier grinding stone to fine dust.

While slow to boil Christian’s anger, like everything else about him, is titanic and wondrous to behold. Christian loves, hates, revels, and grieves like a force of nature. To those who know him on a personal level they have often found him to be oddly human in temperament and often relatable.

Biography/history:

Christian’s biography starts a almost two centuries before the stygian empire invaded Galendar. With the invasion of Galendar the original Stygian generals paid him as a mercenary and guide through the Korvan province. With the capture of Angel's Landing and their apparent betrayal of the Dragon; Christian swore they would pay for their actions.

Four hundred years later the wiser and much more powerful Chrstian returned from the northern desert leading a group of individuals who would later become the Masters and Mistress of the Tower of Stars. This is also the first time in history that Christian was seen wielding the Ace of Storms. Following the destruction of the Stygian forces in Angel's Landing Christian went on to begin the initial construction of the Tower as well as found the Knights.

With the advent of the second Stygian war Christian would higher out the Knights of Stars to both sides of the war in an attempt to collect the rest of the funds he needed to finish constructing the Tower. It is during the four centuries leading up to this war and during this war that most of the ex-Masters and Mistresses gain their infamous reputations.

Much of his time as the leader of the Knights of Star has been spent running missions across Galendar for the highest bidder. In his time Christian has taken on thousands of missions including everything from heists, robberies and other thefts all the way through espionage, government overthrows, acts of terrorism and full on assassinations. Christians has also taken thousands of search and rescue missions, missions defending the innocent, mercy and aid missions as well as orchestrating peace between warring factions.

Anytime not spent running missions for The Tower of Stars Christian spent exploring and mapping Galendar as well as hunting down items of power to add to his Vault beneath the Tower of Stars.

Christian became the Avatar of Storms at the end of the First Stygian War when he killed his step brother and took the mantle much to his Father’s irritation.

Christian’s Father is the Elemental Lord of Storms

Christian’s mother is unknown even to this day. His father refuses to speak of her.

Christian has one younger step sister. Violet was one of the original members of the Knight of Stars and she is considered to be a member of one of the five best swordsmen and women in all of Galendar.

Strength of Will: Supreme Will

Magic:

Alchemy: Christian is capable of almost limitless shape shifting. He is not restricted by a need to conserve matter

Divination: Christian is capable of powerful scrying spells which he uses to keep tabs on friends, enemies and ongoing missions for the tower of stars. Christian is also capable of viewing his own memories and the memories of anyone whom he kills, lends him or he steals their memory in perfect detail and he may project and explore them at will.

Necromancy: Christian is capable of fully resurrecting the dead given the death occurred within one month and he has a sufficient offering of magic to make to Yishreenok with whom he has an understanding.

Abjuration: Christian is a potent healer however much of his healing feels like the subject is being shocked. Christian is also capable of potent wards. The most potent of which is known as The Aegis. The Aegis is constant flow of magic channeled directly from the elemental plane of storms that can shrug off almost all of the most titanic blows an enemy can bring to bear.

Conjuration: Christian can conjure any item from within the walls of the Tower of Stars to his exact location. This can only be blocked by an antimagic field or other incredibly powerful magics.

Force Magic: Christian is single handedly capable of the most powerful lightning, wind, rain and storm magic in all of Galendar. He is only rivaled by the Avatars of Water and Air who are incredibly powerful at force magic related to their own elements.

Force of Will- Because of how powerful Christian’s will is, he can manifest it as a telekinetic force capable of manipulating his environment including: lifting, throwing, moving, destroying or constructing things around him.

God relations:

Christian does not worship any of Galendar’s Gods but he does deal with Yishreenok on occasion in order to bring dead comrades back to life.

Christian has a strained relationship with his Father the Elemental Lord of Storms

Tech:

Christian has integrated his artifacts into more convenient tech including his vambrace and its integration of the ace of storms for easier access.

The heart of storms has been rebuilt as a tech based blade that uses lightning charged molecule thin crystal as its blade. The entirety of the blade is collapsible via molecular level magic.

Possessions/items/property:

The Ace of Storms- often seen as Christian’s go to ranged weapon the Ace of storms is also a very powerful source of magic.

The Deck of Storms- A physical manifestation of Christian’s status as the Avatar of Storms.

The Heart of Storms- Christian's go to melee weapon, a hand and a half sword of lightning infused crystal which collapses neatly into a flat rectangle of metal which Christian carries on his left hip

Skills:

Archer- Christian is a phenomenal archer largely due to senses far beyond that of a normal being, this also translates to his capacity with firearms however Christian finds little use for firearms and bows in this day in age relying largely on his magic

Swordsman- Christian’s swordsmanship is equal to his archery due to constant practice over the last two thousand years while he was founding the Tower of Stars.

Tactician- Christian’s experience as a mercenary commander, soldier and guild master have given him a depthful grasp of standard and non standard military, paramilitary, terrorist and espionage tactics.

Semi-Divine- Christian has a natural knack for anything he puts his mind to because of the sheer magnitude of his will the world molds itself to help him with whatever he is doing. While not an innate skill Christian is an innately skilled individual.

Original Knights of the Tower

Urthar

Name: Urthar, High priest of Therax. Herald of the Living Void

Appearance:

Human form

Aberran Form

Race: Pureblood Aberration

Rank: Ex-Master of Word

Legends: It is said that once the Tower of Stars could transport armies form the heart of their strong hold into the midst of the enemy and being at the heart of that power was know other than Urthar the Mad. It is also said that this Warlock could see to the ends of the world and that it was in truth his blade made of nothingness itself that slew the God Shezranod in Angel's landing. In addition it is rumored that it was forbidden to walk the Tower of Stars on the last night of the full moon for it was then that Urthar stalked the halls of the Tower as a monster and would consume the life force of any foolish enough to be out of their rooms.

Thomas Pavaine

Name: Thomas Pavaine

Alias/Nickname: Gravespeaker

Rank: Ex-Master of Sight

Appearance:


Race: Human (Ancient Lich)

Legends: It is said that Thomas Pavaine was once the Avatar of Death but when he converted himself to a Lich Yishreenok so feared the being that he became that the God of Death took back its mantle and chose a new Avatar. In addition it is also said that Christian found Thomas at the heart of the Black Forest in Korvan meditating beside the heart tree of the forest which he had corrupted with just his touch and turned the whole of the Black to the sinister color it is to this day. As if that is not enough to fear it is also said that Thomas Pavaine still watches over the Tower by midnight; a man trapped between life and death spurned forever by Yishreenok and bared the pleasures of life by his hideous undead form.

Lord Nighshade

Name:Raizer Korvan the Third

Alias/Nickname: Lord Nightshade

Rank: Master of Fist

Appearance:

Race: Human

Legends: Once Lord Nightshade was heir to the Blackened throne of Korvan but when the Stygian Empire invaded they slaughtered his family in front of him when he was barely a boy. When they put him to the blade Nightshade broke the blade of the Deatheater in his bare hands shrugging off the cold touch of Stygian Steel as though it had no effect on his soul. Most believe this is because Lord Nightshade was born without a Soul. it is also believed that Lord Nightshades armor is made from the hundred broken swords of the Stygians he killed with his bare hands as a boy of no more than ten years old. As if that were not enough to fear it is said that Lord Nightshade is unstoppable, no weapon can halt his rampage on the battle field and that when he lead the original 500 Knights of Stars his horse trailed the souls of those who his swords had cut down as he sowed destruction among his enemies on the battle field.

Violet

Name: Liliana Highfell

Alias/Nickname: Violet

Appearance:


Rank: Ex-Mistress of Blade

Race: Light Scared/Lightning Elemental

Legends: After Christian killed his brother it is said that Violet pledged herself to Christian alone and to prove her loyalty challenged to a duel and murdered anyone who dared question her brother. It is also said that Violet was so beautiful that the daughter of the Fae Queen Titania challenged Violet to a duel for the title of the most beautiful woman in all of Galendar. Violet killed the Fae Princess with a single thrust before the Laughing Princess could draw her sword. It is also said that Violet could single-handedly defender her brother from the sky darkening volleys of arrows that the Stygian armies unleashed to try and bring kill him. Liliana did this with only her sword.

Knighthood Codex

Geography, Geopolitics, and Culture

The Provinces of Galendar

Zarinda-

One of Galendar’s most Northern provinces much of Zarinda is actually the outer edge of the Northern Waste. The province’s capital is Theridal a trade city on the Western coast which trades with the Glimmering Isle and the Jewel Coast. Zarinda was the primary province of settlement for the Djinn tribes when the Northern Kingdoms formed. Currently Zarinda is still the primary province through with trade with the Northern Kingdoms flows through as much of Galendar’s exotic trade goods still come from the Northern Kingdoms.

Korvan-

Korvan takes up the South Western corner of Galendar and is the primary source of raw resources for the rest of Galendar. With the constant growth of the Black, a forest that sits at the border of Theodar and Korvan. The province has a labor shortage for harvesting the dark Iron Wood trees that make up the primary growth of the forest; this is largely due to the fact that Korvan has borne the brunt of the previous Stygian invasions. Korvan’s capital Korval has been wiped out twice and its third rebuilding has only recently been completed. Consequently Korvan is no longer a monarchy.

Theodar-

Much of Theodar is covered by rolling plains of golden grass where you can find a diverse culture of nomads which trade with the settlements scattered across the lower Golden Plains. In addition to the settlements and nomads the area near the mire on the border of Shadowmarch and the area surrounding Westhaven are home to large waterfarms where the golden grass has been cut back and the flat land has been converted to flood paddies and massive structured orchards over standing man made pools of water.

After the second Stygian War the people of Theodar rebuilt Westhaven; a city sitting on the top of a single massive cylinder of rock which juts up from the plains with little to no change in the surrounding terrain. Westhaven sits at the center of a massive set of water farms which feed the city built into the upper rock of the formation. In addition much of Theodar acts as a breadbasket for Lorrath and Titan’s Rest.

Lorrath-

The central province of Galendar; a small valley surrounded on the Northern side by high mountains. Lorrath is also the location of Angel’s Landing which prior to the second Stygian War was the capital of all of Galendar. After the war the provinces officially became sovereign with their own monarchs and governments agreeing to a set of accords which govern trade and agree to non hostility and free travel within all of the provinces. Beyond Angel’s Landing Lorrath is largely a metropolitan center of commerce and culture for most of Galendar; they are also the technology center of the world with most of Galendar’s tech companies taking up residence in Angel’s Landing.

Eldratch-

The central Northern province of Galendar is home to the majority of the Fae who live in Galendar as Morinmaul, the forest which separates Kinerath and Eldratch from each other was gifted to Titania by the Avatar of Thandarilasad after the Aberration Wars as thanks for protecting it from a wasting curse. Beyond that Eldratch’s capital Eldrafen is the destination of choice for those crossing the Northern Wastes. As a result Eldrafen continues to be a center of production for magical armaments for the rest of Galendar.

Kinerath-

The most Northern province on the edge of the world right between Eldratch and Titan’s Rest. Much of Kinerath is highlands before it turns into the jungles on the eastern edge of the Northern Wastes. Kinerath’s only export of note is the emerald lotus refinement, a potent sedative from the Northern jungles of Kinerath. Beyond this Kinerath is known for its mercenaries, oddities and powerful mages. Veilhome, Kinerath’s capital is home to the midnight catacombs, the burial site of the Aberration generals from almost three thousand years ago.

Titan’s Rest-

The Western Central province of Galendar is the province of Rivers. Sitting right on the edge of the world Titan’s Rest is the intellectual center of Galendar with Kevin’s Watch standing on the edge of the world as its capital. This province was the capital of Galendar after the first Stygian War after the fall of Angel’s Landing. While it may be the academic center of the world in Galendar it is also a heavily agricultural province due to the massive water shed which feeds into no less than five major rivers which flow into the province from the Shadowmarch, Kinerath, Theodar and the edge of Lorrath. Kevin’s Watch is also the ancestral home of the Warders, a group of incredibly skilled soldiers whose job is to protect the whole of Galendar from the influence of the Aberration who have survived in Galendar since the Aberration Wars or have since slipped into Galendar through spatial rips or born from a Void surge from the outer door.

The Shadowmarch-

Much of the Shadowmarch is farm land for a hardy black grain which the natives have cultivated since the aberration wars. As the center of the Aberration stronghold in Galendar, Shadowmarch never recovered as a center of magic and thought, even after almost 3000 years. A by product of the Aberration invasion is an almost constant state of mild rain across the whole province, the edge of the Everwinter actually skirts over the bottom of Shadowmarch and when it hits the lowland warm air the Everwinter’s storms are converted to milder rains which keep much of the province in an almost constant state of rain. Consequently the province is home to the largest variety of marsh plants and sentient plant life in all of Galendar. The Shadowmarch is also home to Kortcal and Blackmire. Kortcal is a thieves den and center for illegal activities across Galendar where the biggest players in much of Galendar’s illegal dealings make permanent residence. Blackmire is the traditional home to the Necromancers of Yishreenok and as a result the city has a constant stream of visitors and pilgrims which keeps the cities Economy sluggish let moving.

Other Nations of Note

Stygia-

The Continent nation of Stygia is located on the Eastern side of the Azure Wastes the ocean which buts up against Galendar’s Eastern shores. Stygia is a massive Oligarchy nation that worships the corrupted Pantheon of gods know as the Twilight Council. Little is known of the nation as no military engagement or trade attempts have been made with the nation. Due to the vast nature of the Azure Wastes it is not practical for Korvan or Zarinda to attempt trade with the nation. In addition relations have been strained with Stygia from the moment that they discovered Galendar’s existance.

The Northern Kingdoms-

A conglomerate of semi independent Kingdoms to the North of Galendar on the other side of the Northern Wastes. These nations produce a wide variety of products and magics which trickle into Galendar. Much of the Northern kingdoms are still stuck in the industrial age in terms of their production with some lagging even further behind due to a more traditional view of the world and the legality of slave labor in the Kingdoms. The Northern Kingdoms like the Glimmering Isle

The Glimmering Isle-

A series of Island nations to the North East of Galendar. Very little is known of the Island nations due to their distance and a more xenophobic nature. The Islands produce a large part of the salt, coral and pearls that pass through Zarinda.

Knighthood Codex

Magic and Will

Magic

Channeled Magic- Channeled Magic is the most common form of magic. Channeled magic is any magic which is given to the user from an outside source. This can be a god, an item, or some sort of artificial font of magic. Most commonly Channeled Magic is magic collected and gifted by the Gods to worshippers or favored individuals. Most Gods grant their magic to clerics and followers but occasionally they will give it to individuals who never ask for it.

Channeled Magic typically has set parameters to it and often has spells that are specific to the caster. Often the magic is aligned with the particular source. Ex: Fire Elementalists have fire magic, Wyrdshapers have magic that deals with illusion and enchantment. Etc.

Wild Magic- Wild Magic is magic that is supplied by a caster who takes ambient magic and uses it to create the magical effect they desire. Wild Magic doesn’t require an external power source, however it is much harder to manipulate than the channeled magic that items or Gods provide. As such most Wild Magic users are either incredibly powerful or rely on some sort of combination of Wild and Channeled magic

Wild Magic is also not restricted like a god’s magic. As a result Wild Magic users can use any form of magic with only two exceptions: Death and Time magic. The other drawback to wild magic is that if there is no ambient magic in the area the wild magic user can’t draw on it.

Traditional Magic Divisions-

Alchemy- Magic that manipulates the physical properties of the world around you.

Illusion/Enchantment- Magic that creates Illusion or manipulate others thoughts in some manner

Divination- Magic that grants the user information of some kind be it farsight or future sight

Necromancy- Magic that manipulates life forces and raises the dead

Abjuration- Magic that protects and Heals

Conjuration- Magic that creates or summons objects/beings to the caster.

Force Magic- Any form of directed force or energy magic. i.e. Fireballs, lightning bolts, plasma blasts, freezing balls of energy.

Note Getting the category your magic belongs in isn’t as important as coming up with a character you like. These are simply here for convenience.

Caster Types- Some Gods or beings who provide magic have specific names for the casters they give magic to.
Yishreenok gives its powers to Necromancers. Necromancers have a few distinct paths which are mastered one at a time however it is unusual for a Necromancer to master more than two paths. Necromancers are incredibly rare as they are surrounded by fear and hatred as they are they only mages in Galendar which Yishreenok will treat with.

Darkwardens- The most prolific path of Necromancy Darkwardens are individuals who raise the shells of the dead as soldiers, servants and minions to serve them through animation of corpses via magic.

Veilwalkers- One of the rarest breed of Necromancers; Veilwalkers are necromancers who can cross into the realm of the dead or summon spirits back from the other side of the Veil. These Necromancers are also capable of manipulating souls as a source of magic.

Blightcallers- The second most prolific path of Necromancy; Blightcallers are necromancers who manipulate entropic energy allowing them to be incredibly powerful battle mages which can level large parts of armies. In addition Blightcallers can typically manipulate diseases and rot allowing them to be both potent healers and the scourge of large areas should they be slighted in some way.

Shades- A rare path of Necromancy that deals with manipulation of fear, sorrow and the innate terror in all living things of Yishreenoks approach. Shades are capable of killing other living beings with fear alone. In addition they are capable of using the fears of those around them for the purpose of transforming themselves into their enemies and allies greatest fears.

Gorefrosts- A mildly prominent path of Necromancy Gorefrosts manipulate Gravechill to bring down their enemies. Additionally Gorefrosts are capable of raising particular kinds of undead; while not as effective as their Darkwarden cousins Gorefrosts can raise some truly sinister undead capable of inflicting deadly frostbite and stealing the breath of their enemies.

Wave Revenants- An all but forgotten discipline of Necromancy, Wave Revenants are Necromancers who specialize in manipulation of toxins, and inflicting drowning and stagnation upon their enemies. Most of this rare breed are from the Glimmering Isles and there is a suspicion that they may be the followers of some God of the Depths from the Northern Kingdoms having taken up the mantle of a Necromancer of Yishreenok.

Shrivel Scroll- A long forgotten path of Necromancy that deals in the resurrection of objects. These Necromancers could once raises castles, towns, ships and other structures and objects from the dead with their power but now the art has long since fallen by the wayside with the High Necromancers and Avatar of Yishreenok being its only practitioners.


Thandarillasad grants magic to Shamans; these mages are the Keepers of the Wild and are a very rare sight beyond the Forests of Korvan and Kilrathan.

The Elemental Sovereign's grant magic to Elementalists; Elementalists typically only serve one Elemental Lord or Lady however it is not unheard of for an Elementalist to serve two or three members of the council. It is incredibly rare for an Elementalist to serve opposites (Fire and Water or Air and Earth, etc.)

All Fae are considered to be Wyrdshapers and may draw on Arcadia as a source of enchantment and Illusory magic which is called Wyrdshaping.

Binders and those they provide magic to are referred to as Warlocks as their magic stems directly from Hell and is capable of influencing fate and luck.

Will

All magic must be shaped by a will. Will is a measure of one's ability to influence the world. Galendar has every form of magic imaginable from simple elemental manipulation to complex magical rituals with very specific purposes. However all magic is shaped by a Will.

Will comes in several forms typically described with an adjective or a degree. A first degree will is what the average person possess. Hence it is referred to as Average will and is only minorly capable of influencing the world.

It is possible for beings through their actions, through the intervention of fate or the gods to become more powerful in their will. It is rare but the world has seen individuals climb from no bodies that they universe does not recognize as significant all the way to the heights of a Greater Will, a participant in the grand schemes of Gods and Immortals. This is not common but it does on occasion happen.

Average Will- The normal run of the mill person trying to survive in Galendar possess an Average will and has very little influence on the world.

Unnatural Will- People who are destined to affect the course of Galendars history posses an Unnatural will. They are the ones who can effect the fabric of fate. Adventures, Fortune tellers, Professional swordsman, Artisans, Hedge witches and other dabblers in magic possess an unnatural will. It gives one the ability to effect the world in minor ways. It is what separates an average soldier from the one who walks away from a battle alive, it allows limited use of Channeled Magics and it allows some to scratch the surface of Wild Magic.

Potent Will- This is the category that the majority of heros fall into. These are the expert swordsmen and archers. Fierce Barbarians and Far walkers. The top twenty percent of scholars, artisans, musicians and Mages. Most priests, clerics, shamans, druids and other members of faith's fall into this category of Will. You must have at least this rank of Will to wield Wild Magic effectively.

Greater Will- This is the category that about a third of heros fall into. These are the master swordsmen, rangers, berserkers,and Knights. The finest scholars, artisans, musicians and Mages the world has to offer. Most Archdruids, Hierophants, Oracles, and Prophets fall into this rank of Will. Additionally this category includes most members of higher races such as Fae, Djinn, and other beings whose race was not originally native to the mortal plane. You must possess at least a greater Will to wield God Weapons.

Superior Will- This Category contains the greatest players in the Schemes of Fate. Legendary Mages, Heros, Clerics and Artisans fall into this category as they are the ones who can drastically adjust the course of history. Additionally most Beings from other planes have a Superior Will or an equivalent Will, this includes Demons, Infernals, Elementals and Celestials

Supreme Will- This Category contains the Demigods of Galendar. Beings who have somehow enhanced their will beyond Superior Will and now have a Will that exists one step away from Godhood. These beings are few and far between and they all are unique in how they came to possess a Supreme Will. The only “naturally” occurring instance of Supreme Wills and by far the most common instance is when an Avatar of an element or a God is born. Or the mantle of an Avatar is stolen or transferred.

Divine Will- This Category Contains only the divine beings of Galendar and allows them to shape the world as they see fit. Additionally only possessors of Divine Will can wield a God weapon at their true potential. Hence the term God weapon. Only an Apotheosis event can cause someone to gain a divine will. Typically only beings possessing a Supreme will can undergo an Apotheosis event.

Oracles- Oracles are individuals who were born with a particular degree of will but have been chosen by a divine or occasionally even by a being with a Supreme Will to act in a certain capacity. When the Oracle triggers their purpose or is acting in accordance with whatever directive they were given the universe recognizes them as being more important and they are granted a more powerful will in accordance.

The Academy: A School for Metahumans [Closed]

@Arya10108909hey sorry I closed it :/ i had a few other things on my plate at the time. Shall I let you know if I do any future rps?

Essence of the World: Cadence [Always Open]

Reunion

Day 9, Morning
Hazumi, Lazarus
Collaboration between Themerlinhawk and Wild Wind

Hazumi was unsteady on her feet as she climbed out of the taxi, knowing that Lazarus would be waiting for her here. She couldn’t bear to call him so she’d asked Azel to make the call.
Because there was something fundamentally wrong with her senses. She couldn’t find him. Not even if she tried.

It was a busy street but she didn’t notice. Didn’t care.
There he was. He looked worried.
He hadn’t changed.
Of course he hadn’t changed!
She had been gone for less than three weeks!
But somehow… she hadn’t expected to ever see him again.

Her steps forwards were ginger and uncertain but gravity pushed her towards him. She didn’t know what her face bore but she felt it was twisted with pain and sorrow. Her eyes were blurring already, hot tears burning her cheeks.

No sooner than reaching him she crumbled in his arms and burst into uncontrollable tears.

As he stood waiting for Hazumi Lazarus thought that perhaps it was all a lie, that he would have to make someone pay for jerking him around. It all melted away when he saw her walking towards him. Every cell in his body screamed to run to her and sweep her off her feet and carefully whisk her away to Finch’s Loft where he could lock the two of them away from this idiot world and its problems.

Meeting her eyes he could see the tears forming in them and it snapped his heart in half like a piece of rotten wood. As she fell into his arms he wrapped her up tightly and as he wrapped her in his arms he weaved a fence of essence around them. Very rarely did he use veils but this one was something to keep the world around them away. Even if just for a moment as it caused the people on the street to part around them like water around a stone. In addition to that he changed the air pressure around them so no one could hear them.

Collecting his beloved up in his arms Lazarus stroked her hair and softly whispered to her that it would be alright. With careful hands he supported the majority of her weight and the back of her head. Resting her against him; his eyes scanned the area around them. Even with her back safely in his arms he was in no way letting his guard down.

But this wasn’t a trick and it wasn’t a trap either. Just the two of them, finally reunited, rejecting everything around but each other. It took a long time for Hazumi’s heart to settle to a steady beat and for her breath and tears to calm. “Hysterical”, some might have called her. But maybe also “relieved”.

“Thomas….” She tested and even just the sound of the name almost made her cry again. And she didn’t know how to continue. ‘I’m sorry’? ‘Please don’t let me go’? Everything sounded too trivial. And weak.

She squeezed his jacket and tried to swallow the shame and guilt she felt. For disappearing. For feeling so relieved to be in his embrace again. For crying. For shaking.

A small smile crept to her lips, the compass seemingly settling on ‘hysterical’. “Stupid ‘dry clean only’ coat. All smudged now. Very poor choice, Thomas.” The scoff sounded a lot like a sob. Ordinarily she would have pulled away by now and put up a front.

But not today. Today she was defeated, once and for all. This moment was a gift. Possibly the last one she’d get to share with him.

With a wry smile he shook his head “Oh how quickly we forget how little makeup and my clothing matters.” The master mage’s own front was quickly falling to pieces and he wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep this up in public. The centuries had robbed him of tears long ago but she’d found them soon after they’d become close. Pressing eyes tight shut he buried his face in her hair and inhaled slowly.

It was such a small thing when the whole of reality could be picked apart by the right tool; but to him her smell drove away all his fears and replaced them with her presence. The rational part of his mind told him that there were questions that needed answering but his heart, starved as a feral dog drove the questions away.

Reaching down Thomas hooked his left arm under her legs and picked her up in his arms. No superhuman strength needed. With a quick shift of her weight so that she was was settled firmly in his arms he crossed out of the street to a bench and sat down settling her in his lap firmly. Before taking her chin in his hand and lifting her face to meet his eyes.

So desperately he wanted this moment to last, to run on forever and never end. Unfortunately he knew it wouldn’t but that didn’t mean he couldn’t prolong it. With his thumb he gently wiped away her tears caressing her more delicately than he’d ever touched anyone in his life, he was sure. It was almost as though he was afraid she might shatter into a thousand pieces and rip his heart away with her.

“I missed you Hazumi-” The Necromancer’s voice broke and he had to bite down to keep from his own tears.

The pain from his words was unbearable. It was larger than a thousand deaths. And those simple, wonderful eyes… They were hard to meet.

But she tried. And she tried to believe this is true and not just another trick of her mind. It was true. She was here, in his arms… and ‘it will be alright’.

Her gaze faltered and she dropped her head on his shoulder, wrapping her arms rightly around him. She didn’t want any distance between them, not even just air, not even just enough to see his face.
She didn’t have to. She felt his body against hers, his breath in her neck, his warmth all around her. If death were to come to her, then this is how it ought to be. And if it were to retreat, then this is how life itself should resume. This is all she needed. This odd body and the wonderful soul that resided within. Here. Next to her.

But what about him?
He had the right to know.

She braced herself, against him. “I am so sorry for leaving you…” Her voice was so pained. “And… I lost all my power.” She finished. And it took all she had not to plead him to stay despite.

The statement seemed to tickle the back of Thomas’ mind but he pushed it aside. Having her here in his arms was all he cared about as he caressed her hair. “It’s okay, you’re back that is all that matters.”

The Necromancer knew that he should address the fact that she had just suggested that her return at this point only solved his problems. The thought bounced off of the fact that she was here in his arms and his entire search was over.

Realizing that she was still waiting on a response to the fact that she was now effectively mortal Thomas pulled her back up so that he could smile down at her through misty eyes. Taking a moment he rolled his eyes at the effect she was having on him before wiping at them. “It doesn’t matter. We’ll figure that out when we have time for something less important than our reunion.” With that he pressed her back to his chest and wrap his arms tight against her so that she was right against his chest.

Safe

The thought hit him that his either made her much safer or much more vulnerable. Either way she was back in his arms and that was something he could work with. The parts of his brain that were less wired into emotion tried to begin planning but the huddled weeping form of Hazumi was too much for him and his full attention turned back to her as he stroked her wonderfully soft hair. She needed something more immediate than for him to protect her. Hazumi needed his acceptance and assurance. Tugging her face back up he smiled at her before leaning in and pressing his lips to hers.

Kissing a goddess never got old and this time was no different. Even without her powers she was still the only thing in this life that he worshipped. The world saw them as dangerous; he had won the Essence of the World's heart and she was a dangerous weapon. No one even stopped for a moment to consider that the reason might be that he never saw her as a weapon. Not once from the day they had met.

Pressing his lips to hers firmly he savored the feeling of his heart fluttering at the contact. For a brief moment he was back in her office; the feeling of their first kiss as though his cold grey world had suddenly had a bucket of paint dumped across the whole of it and the colors hurt his eyes. Snapping back to the present he could taste the warmth of her lips and the slight salt of her tears where they had rolled down her face. Twisting her so she was facing him he pulled in essence and sent it outward in a rolling wave. It was similar to the earlier veil only it blurred them from existence and sent those around them scurrying like mice. Not sure why they were running. It was a simple trick and wouldn’t last or work on anyone essence sensitive but it bought them some much needed privacy.

Perhaps people were right to say “seal it with a kiss” because at that moment her worries eased, replaced magically with the overwhelming sensation of security. After all, words could lie but his kisses never could. And he made it last, this simple, wonderful, reassuring feeling that no magic could ever evoke, no matter how strong. No magic other than love. So she finally focused on the present - on his warmth and his affection, and kissed back, remembering all the times they've been together.

For all the decades they'd shared, it had never been enough. At first she was scared, timid, intimidated by a man she was falling madly in love with. A man so deeply hurt by the death of his beloved, so willing to trust her. Then they had to protect what fragile safety they had found in each other against the Academy and the Peacekeepers, only for it to be ripped from them by Sathanus. And now… now this.

It was just another challenge to be overcome.

“It will be alright.” he loved telling her. But sometimes she forgot he really meant it. She took a breath that felt like the first in forever and stroked his chest. “It is alright, in your arms. We're here, aren't we? As long as you're beside me, I need no other magic.” Of course, that was wrong. The world wasn't that forgiving. But in this moment it was the only truth in her heart.

Clasping her hand to his heart Thomas smiled as she touched him. Cradling her he nodded - this was all they needed. Shifting her so that she was held in his lap comfortably and carefully. The rush of people had died down and with a flick of his hand he rearranged organic and inorganic particles weaving them into a blanket that he cast of the two of them. Keeping her close he kissed the side and top of her head kissing her over and over again. Making oh so certain that she was real as his tears dripped down over the sallow skin of his face.

“Don’t...don’t leave again. I don’t know what happened and right now I don’t care at all. You are all that matters to me. I don’t care where I have to follow; just don’t leave me again. That’s all I’m asking. I will do anything, I will stop anything, just name it.” Squeezing her tighter to his chest he was suddenly very angry and very afraid. All of the sudden the world was a threat that needed to be ground under his heel to protect her. Every single threat could be neutralized and...The thought trailed off as he continued to stroke her hair.

There was no way he could do this. I didn’t matter that she had no powers; he’d always wanted nothing more than to protect her and keep her away from the light of so many burning gazes.

“Can we go home now love?”

All of the sudden the ring in his pocket was no longer a reminder of something. It could have a future now…

Hazumi nodded and finally managed a smile. “I never want to leave you again. You are the only meaning of 'home’ for me. You are all that matters.”

[Discontinued]

Okay guys thank you for the fumbled but I am going to have to drop this roleplay. I wish you the best of luck. Takeven care and I will see you around I hope.

Essence of the World: Cadence [Always Open]

Merry Christmas Y'all

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