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Yoshua's Character Storage Mark VII

Dusk, Freeway 86, 10 miles west of Ominar, 1 mile from the larger town of Eichan. Scatterings of buildings, businesses such as gas stations, and restaurants abound, parks are present here and there.

Madison is driving her young, 7 year old niece Avery home after a weekend visiting in Ominar.

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Sunset was quiet, with only the hum of the car's engine, the sound of air whistling in through the barely open windows, and the faint relaxing music of the radio stirring the pair from their reverie. While Freeway 86 was used often on the weekends, it was less frequented around sunset during weekdays when less people had time to leave the city in lieu of school, work, and responsibilities. Madison and her niece were not held back by such things though and as Madie worked as a freelance novelist she didn't have as much of a schedule as some. Of course, it helped that Avery was home-schooled too.

“Are you excited to see mom again?” Madison asked, glancing at the mirror to see her niece nod quietly before her eyes returned to the road, hands planted firmly on the steering wheel. “I know you missed her, but at least we had plenty of fun, right?”

Avery smiled at the mirror, “Mmhmm. This week was great Lily!”

Madison smiled at the happiness in the young girl's voice, glancing at her smile in the mirror, before looking back again. After a few minutes of silence, Avery piped up, her voice toned with an innocent question, “Lily...what's that sound?”

Madison tilted her head slightly, “Hmm, you mean the music hon?” She glanced at the mirror just as Avery shook her head from side to side.

“It's kinda like a hum. I dunno,” the girl replied, a frown knitting itself on her face as she failed to find the proper words. Madison restrained a chuckle at the cute expression, though she wondered what Avery was talking about.

“Well, I'm sure it's nothing,” she said. Avery's expression softened some, but the frown remained as she tried to figure out the sound.

Madison turned her attention away, glancing down at her phone to check their route, before she turned off into a small outpost-like rest stop. The place was even outfitted with some fast food places and restaurants, as well as a small park—though there wasn't a jungle-gym or the like, just trees and shade from the sun. “Do you need to go to the bathroom?” Madison said, turning in her seat after they'd parked. Avery nodded vigorously and Madison smiled a little, “Alright, unbuckle, let's go.”

After a brief wrestle with her seatbelt, Avery exited the car, where Madison already stood, hand outstretched.

Hand in hand the two walked to the main building of the rest-stop and Madison led her niece to the bathroom before letting go so she could take care of her business. While she waited outside, she lightly ran her fingers through her hair, ideas for her current novel running through her head as she did so. In fact, she became so preoccupied that she didn't notice when a strange man walked past her on his way to the men's room, a shadowy trail shifting behind him almost imperceptibly.

It was only when she heard Avery's voice call out from the bathroom that she was pulled from her reverie “Ima be a lil while auntie!” The girl called, seemingly unaware of what people might think.

Madison chuckled to herself and called back, “Alright hon, take your time.” Just about to turn her mind back to its former aim, Madison was prevented from doing so when the same man walked past her a second time, when he had never left the bathroom the first time.

“I'm sorry if I'm bothering you,” he said as he looked down at the shorter Madison, “...but I couldn't help but notice you over here brightening this place.” The man's eyes stayed on hers as he spoke, a small smile on his lips. The attention caused her to lightly pull at her hair where it trailed over her shoulder, a slight blush coming over her cheeks.

The man's confidence swelled at her reaction and he continued on, leaning in just a bit. “So what brings you here? Other than travel of course.”

“U-um, you know, just taking a break from the road. My niece was visiting so I'm taking her back now,” Madison replied, swallowing a bit and brushing some of her hair behind her ear as she met his hazel eyes again. She had to admit he wasn't a bad looking guy, if a little imposing, she considered as she glanced down before meeting his eyes again.

He seemed to notice, “Oh? I bet she's cute, being related to you and all,” he said, backing off a bit and smiling genially at her.

She laughed a little, “Yeah, though she can be a real hand full at times.”

“Aren't all kids?” He asked, half joking. Madison's expression shifted, becoming thoughtful, “Well, some more than others,” she said absently. “I mean, Avery's mostly just a bit difficult to communicate with sometimes. She's shy.”

The man nodded and rubbed the back of his neck, “Well, I suppose I oughta leave you alone haha. I'm probably just being a bother and I'm sure you're in a hurry.”

Madison, not minding the company while she waited, shook her head, “No you're fine, I just...eheh, share some traits with my niece,” she looked away a bit, pushing her hair back despite it already being behind her ear, causing her to fumble slightly and resort to twirling a lock of hair around her finger. “Sorry, I'm just a bit awkward with strangers.”

The man's eyes widened and he opened his mouth, “I...oh I'm sorry. Wow, that's insensitive of me, I haven't even introduced myself. My name's Aean. Just call me Ean, I'm sure it's easier to say.” He paused for a long moment, as he held his hand out for her to shake. She took it and smiled at him, some of her nervousness dissipating.

“I'm Madison,” she said in a friendly tone as she met his eyes. He was kind of nice, she mused as her eyes strayed briefly from his face before she consciously brought them back. He really was rather attractive....

The two continued talking for a time, but as time went on she realized that Avery was still in the bathroom. Glancing at Ean, she smiled a bit awkwardly and held up her hand, “Um, sorry. I'm going to check on my niece, it's been awhile.” He nodded and she entered the girl's bathroom and called for her niece, but gained no reply.

A frown tugged at her lips and her eyebrows knit with worry. “Avery,” she called out questioningly, trying to figure out which stall the young girl was in. After a few moments she realized that there were no feet under any of the stalls and it was at this point that she began to panic—if only a little. Where was she?

Yoshua's Character Storage Mark VII

ℳ adison ℒ ily ℋ arperDots

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^{M A D I S O N L I L Y H A R P E R}
Twenty-Two.♦ Female. ♦ Human. ♦ Caucasian.

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While she doesn't have an athletic build, Madison is very much in shape and well nourished, and it shows in her hourglass figure and good genetics. She has startling ice blue eyes and naturally purple hair—despite what anyone else says. She's 5'4 and is at a healthy weight for her age and height. She prefers to wear clothes that, while flattering, give her essentially full coverage as she's not the sort to show off, though she does care very much about her appearance. She's the type of girl who, despite her insecurities, doesn't need much make-up to look good. Perhaps one day she'll believe it.

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Personality

Madison is a compassionate, if somewhat shy, woman with a love for people and a naturally optimistic disposition towards life. She believes in seeing the best in people, or at least not letting their faults overshadow all else. She is a responsible young woman with a strong sense of morals, though not black and white at all in her outlook on life. Still, despite the passion in her heart, her strong sense of responsibility, and her loyal nature, Madison does not do well under pressure from people—though she does fine if that pressure is largely self-imposed. She has a fear of deep water and has a measure of insecurity, and thus vulnerability, about her. While she's the sort to come off as innocent and pure, one shouldn't let that fool them for Madison is as human as anyone else. After all she may be studious and loyal, but she can be irrational and moody; self deprecating or fake; and whiel she is often a role model she is still a full grown woman who has not so appropriate thoughts about passing strangers. At least not all the time.

History

In short, Madison was born a rather sickly infant to a Mary Harper-Galagher and James Galagher. Soon after, her grandmother Lily Harper died at the ripe old age of 140, giving over her own jewelry, the family heirlooms, to Madison. Following this Madison's health improved greatly, as did her responsiveness and from then on she was a healthy little girl.

Madison's formative years taught her plenty, as she was bullied to a degree, particularly during the summer when she went to camp. From these experiences she learned a great deal of compassion for others and she grew strong too...though she also gained herself a strong fear of deep water, something which she cannot remember why. As she moved on into highschool she had her first several boyfriends, but only one of them lasted, and his name was Finnic. The two of them were together for almost a whole year, before they split because of a rather violent argument, which landed Finnic in the hospital and Madison a little traumatized. She later found that she couldn't remember exactly what had happened, but she figured she'd rather forget that terrible affair anyways.

She grew and grew, taking a passing interest in magic as she grew older and pursued higher education, enrolling in Ominar's local, and most prestigious Institute. While she mostly took normal classes, pursuing a degree in Creative Writing as well as secondary focuses on Editorial work. She studied magic on the side, learning its history and even taking a class on its mechanics, mostly for fun and on a whim than for any other reason—lucky for her that her grandmother had left behind quite a bit in her will. Today Madison still lives in Ominar, taking classes and living life while sometimes taking her young cousin for the weekend. She's generally happy, but little does she know...that things are about to become...well, complicated.

Relations

Charles & Dranai are both teachers of hers at the Institute.

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Belongings

Heirlooms: As seen in the 'Heirlooms,' link, these paired earrings, bracelets, a pendant and a single ring are part of a set of family heirlooms that date back so far that they ought to have fallen apart. Yet, through some miracle, they have not aged in the slightest and continue to resist any and all attempts to destroy them. Always on her person, though the ring she never wears, this set of jewelry was, upon its creation, imparted with powerful enchantments, which have only been bolstered with their passing between descendants. Their purpose is simple, keeping the vast amount of vis within women of the family from destroying them...or at least, that would appear to be their function. Oddly, the ring appears to do nothing at all, at least for Madison, so she has foregone wearing it, especially since her mother told her that she had no need to.

As to how these heirlooms work, they act to cycle only some of the vast stores of vis throughout their wearer's body, as well as to amplify the strength of their Ostium so that even the incredibly dense vis of the Harper line will not harm the wearer as it would most people. While Madison is unaware of this, the jewelry has one other long term effect, it gradually strengthens the wearer's Ostium, otherwise known as their vis pathways, with the intent to eventually make their body naturally strong enough to hold the energy they were born with. As for the ring...well, that will just have to remain a mystery for now.

Cellphone: An entirely mundane every day item, Madison has a cellphone for contacting her various friends and family, as well as other less integral people in her life. It is of course a smart phone so it does have other uses.

Purse: Wherein lie her wallet, hygiene products, some make-up, moisturizer, pepper spray and some other miscellaneous items.

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Mental Skills

Enhanced Processing: Madison is a relatively intelligent woman, but even more pronounced is her skill with organization and the processing of different sorts of information. While she takes it largely for granted, while also thinking her abilities far more humble than they truly are, Madison in truth has a powerful mind, even if not in the magical sense. This trait is a result both of her latent magic and of her mysterious guardian—with the former being more responsible than the latter.

Normal Resistance: For a human, Madison has decidedly average psychic resistance, being capable of fending off minor threats with great effort, but failing to subdue or repel anything greater despite the latent energy she could one day bring to bear, for now she is vulnerable.

Physical Skills

Human Physiology: Madison is clumsy when she's not paying attention and has average physiology by human standards, though she is in relatively good shape and keeps it that way. Nonetheless she does not have incredible durability, strength, or speed, though she has found that the further she pushes herself, the more stamina she seems to discover. Beyond this she has noticed a very slight regeneration factor, but it is not anything to write home about, allowing her to recover from minor injuries quickly, while anything major takes a maximum of one week less time to heal from with the average being about three days less time. While she's had no experience with such, this regen factor scales with the lethality of an injury, meaning she is more likely to survive/pull through if an injury is closer to being fatal. It also keeps her from having long lasting disabilities and keeps her more healthy than is normal. This trait relates to her latent magic.

Kinesthetic Sense: Plain and simple, Madison's latent magic and the way her Grandmother's heirlooms operate have resulted in her having, when she focuses or is physically active, an enhanced awareness and ability to utilize her physical body. This includes balance, the status of her body—hungry, thirsty, tired, healthy etc etc—as well as to her ability to move about with accuracy. This is something she can train, but for the moment it is only an advantage when she is focused as at any other time she tends to be rather clumsy.

Magical Skills

Guardian's Bond: Due to her bond with a Prae she's never met, Madison is protected by a mixture of abilities that, until recently, she was essentially unaware of. First among these protective measures is a danger sense which increases in intensity the nearer danger looms and also helps her ascertain the source of said danger via what she thinks about. When this danger sense meets a peak and is accompanied by a fear or thought of harm to her person, the secondary protection shifts into place, forming shields of vis around her person. The nature of these shields is dependent on the threat and will be more suited to said threat depending on if she figures out what it is or even the vague direction or nature of said threat. Should she not know a threat's nature, but her danger sense reaches a certain level of danger, it will utilize her vis, along with that of her unseen guardian, to manifest a powerful set of barriers with full coverage. This however, for the moment, only lasts for a brief time, and takes a fair amount of Madison's own vis to work. Should she already be tired, or having used too much vis already, the shield will manifest, but weaker than it otherwise would. Beyond this, her bond allows her a sort of communication with her ethereal guardian, making it possible for her to share impressions with one another, making it more in line with empathic communication than telepathic. At current time, Madison, when “communicating,” thinks she is merely talking to herself. While the bond might afford her other abilities, it does not at current time.

Latent Magic & Ancestral Inheritance: While Madison has no notable skill in the realms of magic, she has what any magus or scholar with even rudimentary knowledge of magic, anima, and vis would call 'latent potential,' and a huge degree of it at that. In essence, Madison's anima is both dense and vast, her soul packed with a tremendous amount of life force that, in fact, is actually troubling. While normally this would not be a problem, as most powerful magus attain such, it is worrisome in Maddie's case due to the fact that her Ostium is decidedly underdeveloped and thus not suited to transporting and maintaining such enormous amounts of vis. This would normally lead a human to die young, typically of heart failure, as the energy would cause undue strain to their system. However, Madison's case is unique due in part to her unseen guardian and in part to her grandmother's dying gifts. Yet, this is not the truly incredible thing about Madison's anima, no, that is revealed when one looks through her family tree and finds that every other generation or two...a powerful female magus is born. This is even more intriguing when one considers that not once has a man of the same caliber been born to the women of her family, which can trace its lineage back to at least the tenth century after which point reliable records become scarce, if not non-existent. Why this is exactly is anyone's guess, but it is said that somewhere the knowledge is written, if only one could figure out where.

The Prophecy

Don't mind me, just a casual airhead *facepalms*

The Prophecy

I think @Mercinus3 since @Rhaevnn Xeno and I have posted fairly recently.

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

A write up has been added to the second post.

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^{M A I R Y E L L K A S I O
(Mare-yell Kos-eo)}
Two-hundred-twenty-four.♦ Male. ♦ Licenti-human hybrid. ♦ Greater Vampire.

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Standing at 5'11 and weighing in at roughly 190 lbs, Mairyell has a solid, but lean msuculature with typically purple eyes that emit a subtle glow. His fairly handsome features typically overcast by relatively short brown hair, while the rest of his form is typically garbed in his hunter attire. At his hip he carries one of his three weapons, whilst the others remain hidden within his duster he exudes an air of relaxed confidence, with just the slightest trace of a predatory nature. While not typically out unless required, Mairyell does possess two dark red bat-like wings, composed primarily of blood, with a smattering of grown muscle and bone on rare occasion. When spread, these wings have a rather vast wingspan of roughly twelve or so feet from wing tip to wing tip. Beyond this, the only other notable feature of his body are his teeth, which can mimic those of a normal human, or become reminiscent of canines so as to allow the vampire to feed--not to mention his eyes, which glow more red when his blood manipulation is in use, and more blue when Brisn is in use.

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Personality

A rash and easily angered boy in his youth, Mairyell has matured greatly since those far off times, having become much calmer and analytical than he once was. Having learn to harness his emotions where he cannot keep them in check, the hunter has made a point of making sure that his fits of rage never return to plague him and his loved ones again—let alone the world.

Having long grown used to his rather unique situation, Mairyell has embraced his Licenti side allowing him to be more true to himself than ever before. As a result, the infamous hunter is well known both for his passionate and fiery determination and his calm and almost detached attitude towards most things. He's the sort of person who can't stand being looked down on, and who won't stand by while the innocent are unnecessarily brought into the crossfire. This, and his fiercer side often seems out of place when put alongside his relatively relaxed state of mind as, on most days, he'd much rather spend time with his friends and loved ones than fight the world's battles for it.

Nonetheless, in part due to his fierce loyalty for those who earn it, and in part due to his inability to stand idly by while others are hurt, Mairyell tends to find himself on the battlefield defending others—more often with his fists than with his words. Strangely, despite his tendency to fight for what he believes in, he has been known to occasionally take on jobs that are contrary to his morals. More often than not this is because the job has to be done by someone, and doing it serves a purpose which he's willing to, for a time, sacrifice his personal comfort for the better of the many.

Moral dilemmas aside, Mairyell is a man with an eccentric, and not infrequently dark, sense of humor—which is largely due to the similarly dark experiences in his past, not to mention his own abilities. In direct contrast with his humor is his anger which, while not seen so often as it was in his youth, is something not to be trifled with. A fiery thing, Mairyell when driven into a rage is a force to be reckoned with, who is often willing to go to the extent of hurting himself to make sure that whomever provoked him either learns never to do so again, or never lives to get the chance. Just hope that you never have to be on the receiving end of such rage.

History

Basic summary:

>Prior to birth, his mother, Layna Kasio was infected by the influence of a Nightwalker.
>Born in 1829, his biology altered from the Licentian influence within his mother during her pregnancy.
>Layna remarries, having been courted by a man by the name of Maurice.
>At the age of 5, Mairyell gains a younger sibling, Aeris, and their mother--having caught the scarlett fever, but also still resisting the influence of the Licentian vis within her, gradually declines in health.
>At the age of 7, Mairyell and Aeris lose their mother to the fever.
>In grief, their father lashes out at Mairyell, attempting to harshly groom him to succeed his company.
>Finding his hybrid physiology disgusting and alien, the man attempts to find "cures."
>After continued abuse, Mairyell is eventually sedated and locked in the family basement, where his father attempts to ignore the young hybrid.
>Around Aeris' 19th birthday (a year later) she is kidnapped.
>Neglecting to give his son the sedation treatment, the boy fully wakes, regaining his strength before promptly destroying his restraints and eroding the metal bars of his cage. He escapes.
>Mairyell, certain that his sister is in danger, tracks her down with his prolific sense of smell.
>Mairyell finds her just before the Licentia succeeds in devouring her, killing the creature and devouring its Anima to sate his long ignored hunger.
>Mairyell and Aeris return home to an angry father, Aeris only wakes to see Mairyell and his father arguing, the man threatening to put him down again.
>Aeris puts an end to it by snatching the syringe and breaking it against a wall.
>The two attempt to leave home, but are stopped in their tracks by the appearance of a particular Licentia by the name of Szayeis.
>Aeris is taken from both brother and father once more, trapped within the Nightwalker's body before being whisked away.
>Unsure and distraught, Mairyell goes out into the world, running from his father, and trying to carve a place for himself.
>Constantly trying to find leads to locate his sister, Mairyell grows in strength and experience, taking on the job of a hunter due to the connections it affords him.
>Over the course of the next 150, or so, years, Mairyell gains an international reputation as the hunter "Sanguine."
>Eventually finds himself in Ominar and eventually settles in a small apartment with his human girlfriend, Claire.
>The two are close, but there are some difficulties surrounding his past and occupation.
>Then, in 2043 Aeris, out of the blue, shows up.
>Relieved, happy, but also confused by her return into his life, Mairyell is sent into a storm of confused feelings.
>His relationship with Claire becomes more strained over time until the two have a rather bad argument before Claire heads off to work.
>The woman dies in a car accident on her way there.
>Distraught and feeling guilty, Mairyell finds his sister's shoulder to grieve on and the two grow closer--their past bond rekindled.
>From that day onwards they become closer till their relationship goes beyond family and becomes romantic.
>The two move in together.
>News regarding Szayeis reaches Mairyell, setting him on edge.
>The Prae begin their gradual take over of Ominar.
>Take over is officialized and Mairyell grows more suspicious, noticing the disappearance, but not taking much mind to them. He's seen too much to be too spooked by it all.
>Present day.

Relation

Ａeris: His younger sister, Mairyell and Aeris are not just abnormally close for siblings, but are actually romantically involved due to the circumstances of their past and their general inability--as a result of such--to connect properly with others on as deep a level. As a result the two are happily together in a relatively stable relationship with all that entails.

ℬ ree: Having dealt with the man in the past, Mairyell is tentative friends with the Broker, and the two are on good terms even if those terms are shaken up from time to time by the Broker's chimeric personality.

S zayeis: To be added.

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Belongings

ℭ ellphone: A rather advanced piece of machinery, Mairyell's cellphone, while appearing fairly normal for the age, is actually significantly more advanced than average. This is a result of his requiring it to be hyper durable--entirely because of his line of work. As a result the phone is fire proof, water proof, and could be rolled over by a fully laden semi without being crushed. Rather than be charged by normal means, the phone absorbs ambient vis, making, which also facilitates its ability to gain Vis readings. The device is exceptionally expensive and thus not something most people would own. Luckily for Mairyell his job rakes in pretty large sums of cash.

ℋ unting Log: While not something he stores on his person, but rather keeps hidden in a secret compartment at home, Mairyell's Hunting log is just that, a book that keeps track of various goals of his in addition to targets he might consider hunting for their bounties or those who want them dead or alive. The log is, contrary to what one might believe upon looking at the seemingly mundane object, capable of transmitting its information to Mairyell's phone wirelessly. Nonetheless, the log cannot be altered unless Mairyell is physically writing on it or dictating to it.

Equipment

523 Ѵitaro "ℛend": A523 Ѵitaro "ℛend": A dangerous item that he picked up one-hundred or so years back, the 523 Vitaro, or Rend as he calls it, is a weapon containing only empty bullet casings marked with sigils. These empty bullets are supplied with vis from the user or atmosphere and are designed to penetrate. However, upon piercing a target, the sigils on the casing react and small holes open. This allows the energy within to violently release in spiral patterns through these holes as the bullet spins, typically continuing through its target. This has the effect of leaving lacerating patterns of vis within the target that rend flesh and then remain in place, disallowing normal healing until excised by magical means. The casings, following their exit of a body should they successfully pass all the way through them, return via teleportation to the ammo cartridge resulting in effectively infinite shots. Nonetheless, it only has a 6 round clip and the gun overheats relatively easily, meaning that every twelve shots it must not be fired for a full thirty seconds. Mairyell typically only uses Rend against targets with high regen rates or to cause massive trauma.

Hider

ℳay and Ａble: A pair of twin pistols holding a twenty round magazine with bullet caliber ranging from 25 to 50 depending on the occassion, May and Able are the Hunter's weapons of choice should his prolific abilities not be necessary or should he deem the weapons more useful in a given circumstance.

Hider

Ａmmo: Fairly straightforwards, Mairyell tends to bring along a fair deal of ammo should he be going on an assignment. However, in normal circumstances he carries one clip of 50 cal ammo for May and Able as well as two clips of 30 cal. just in case he needs to fire for an extended period. These amounts do not include the twenty, 30 cal. bullets already housed within each pistol.

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Mental Skills

Given his physiology, Mairyell's mind is capable of faster processing speed than a normal human in addition to allowing him to learn things faster than average. His mind is trained against some psychic intrusion due to his run ins with Szayeis, but he is by no means immune to it, and should someone pierce his defenses he is hard pressed to push them out. Still, he is largely resistant to psychic and emotional manipulation, even if he is vulnerable to psychic intrusion.

Physical Skills

ℋ ybrid ℘ hysiology: A form suffused with the vis of a Licentia while in utero, Mairyell's genetic make-up, and thus physiology, have been altered greatly by this non-human influence. intriguingly some portions of his anatomy are more human than others, while some are just outright alien in nature--though a Licentia would likely consider them normal. Notable is his fluid nervous system--including his brain--as well as his exceptionally durable muscles, but only slightly stronger bones--which must be constantly regenerated and enhanced via his vis--and Brisn--so as not to break under the pressure of his powerful muscles. Within his heart rests a crystalline soul core, which acts as the sole part of his body that will surely kill him should it receive significant damage. This core stores a great amount of vis, which is constantly metabolized by his body, resulting in it being suffused with microscopic fragments of his Anima. As a result of this, Mairyell must feed more often than a normal Licentia, though he can slow and control this hunger by using Brisn to heal his Anima--thus reducing the amount that it is being metabolized.

Due to the dispersed particles of his Anima and the strength of his muscles, Mairyell is capable of lifting a small car(2,979 lbs/1.4 tons) with minor difficulty, and a mid-sized car(3,497 lbs/1.7 tons) with great difficulty--though he has been seen to leverage larger or heavier objects or knock them over. In terms of the force behind his strikes, he has been noted to be capable of easily denting metal no thicker than four inches, though he can only tear through it provided it is less than this. In terms of speed he has been seen to reach around 80 mph on foot, while well exceeding that in flight. His nervous system supplements this speed due to its conductivity allowing for faster reaction time and information processing--not to mention making him less vulnerable to electrical assaults--though something like lightning would still be quite damaging to his person.

As alluded to, Mairyell's most striking physical attribute, aside from his enhanced senses, would likely be his regeneration and durability in general. On one hand, Mairyell's muscles are capable of absorbing a larger amount of force than your average human making him easily capable of surviving a car striking him at roughly 60 mph with only minor scratches and small bruises. To supplement what damage he does take is his regeneration which is a result caused in part by his Brisn, metabolism, and inherent Licenti magics. The final product allows him to heal fractures and breaks in bone in seconds, for muscles to swiftly grow in the space of minutes, and for even complex organs like his eyes, liver, kidneys, and stomach to heal themselves in the space of 10 or so minutes. More impressively, this regeneration makes Mairyell exceptionally difficult to kill unless one strikes his soul core, which is his only true vital area. While the destruction or damaging of other organs will temporarily hinder him, it will not stop him in his tracks. Should one cut off his head they will find that his body goes limp and becomes incapable of movement, but that he will not die. nonetheless, due to the complexities of his neural systems--despite their fluid nature--it will take a week or so before he regenerates something as essential to his head thus making it remain as a weakness.

>All of Mairyell's teeth are capable of injecting or extracting blood and whilst doing so, they become sharp.

ℰ nhanced S enses: An extension of his enhanced physiology, Mairyell possesses excessively enhanced senses, specifically his sense of smell, which is so powerful that he can track a single individual across a country so long as they have not sufficiently disguised their scent or vis. His smell is strong enough to allow him to smell blood through a person's skin as well as pick up on the distinctive smell of their vis. Mairyell also has perfect night vision, which is a sort of inherent magic, meaning that he can see even if there are no light sources. His sense of touch can be dialed up or down to allow him a greater sensitivity to various textures as well as allowing him a better awareness of his surroundings by way of airflow. His hearing is enhanced by way of a passive inherent magic which adjusts it, thus allowing Mairyell to pick out specific voices or sounds in a room at will, but not to be easily overwhelmed by louder noises. However, this does come with an inherent weakness, as Mairyell's hearing will dial down if a sound is dangerously loud, meaning that he can effectively deafen himself temporarily if a loud enough sound is made.

ℒ icenti ℬ lood: His blood, as mentioned, is suffused with particles of his Anima, making it an incredible conductor of vis. This blood is the primary reason for his prolific regenerative abilities, which are in part due to the inherent magic of his Anima and partially due to the strangely prolific amount of stem cells found in his blood--which do in fact reproduce. As a result, Mairyell's body is capable of rapidly reforming lost structures by stimulating the production of his stem cells and the specialization of them into the cells necessary to repair, or reform, that which has been damaged. Still, with this comes some weaknesses, as should Mairyell's body be affected by disruptive magics his healing will be stunted or outright stopped. In his cases, disruptive magics include those with the traits of purity, or with the element/aspects of light or sound. Additionally, while electrical assaults do not cause lasting damage, they can still slow or offset his regeneration for a short time, or indefinitely should an electrical current be run through his body constantly.

Moving onto the nature of his blood, which has taken on acidic properties due to his Licenti-nature. His body, having adapted to these qualities, is largely immune to acids, thus allowing him to be submerged in his own blood without harm. Nonetheless, this blood is capable of searing through flesh with ease in a similar manner to chemical burns, and can even damage and erode metals and stone--though not crystal or silver.

ℬ lackℬ lood: The designation Mairyell has given to refer to his blood at its highest acidity levels, wherein it is capable of dissolving most materials at a steady rate. The existence of this blood also reveals that Mairyell can control the acidity of his blood to a degree.

ℬ lueℬ lood: On the opposite end of the scale from his Black Blood, Blue Blood is the designation used to describe Mairyell's blood when it has been infused with Brisn, giving it a blue sheen and slight glow. This blood is capable of propagating gradually as well as absorbing greater amounts of damage and healing himself--though not much faster than he already can.

ℭ ombat Ҏ roficiency: Having been in the Hunting business for barely less than two-hundred years, Mairyell has picked up an exceptional amount of martial skill. His movements are energy efficient and precise, allowing him to fight hand-to-hand at an adept level. While he has not mastered any particular form of martial arts, he is still well versed in the art of melee combat and understands how to position himself in a variety of combat situations. He is agile, fast, and flexible. Last, but not least, he does possess some arms training, allowing him a fair deal of precision with his two weapons should he deign their use necessary. His enhanced senses and reflexes additionally expand the range and accuracy of his shots making him dangerous both up close and at a range--though more the former than the latter.

Magical Skills

ℬ lood ℳanipulation: Mairyell's chosen magic, this ability allows the vampire to manipulate both his own blood and that of others, provided it is not within a living being. He is capable of manipulating it with great efficiency within a range of 12 meters(40 feet). So long as the blood remains within his control he is capable of crystallizing it, or simply giving it solid traits, as well as dispersing it into a vapor--though not into an outright gas. It should be noted that Mairyell's blood manipulation allows him to telekinetically move it so it is capable of levitating and movement even without physical contact with a surface or his own person.

ℬ risn: A non-elemental energy that's been passed down on their mother's side of the family for generations, Brisn, takes the form of a bright blue vis, which in Mairyell's case flows something like water, though it can defy gravity like most vis. This energy possesses within it the ability to absorb the properties of things which it comes into contact with, though to a somewhat limited degree. Though, unlike some energies of this nature, Brisn can only affect living beings and elemental energies. However, it effects elements and beings very differently, with the former being absorbed, and the latter having their wounds and pain pulled into the energy, before being dispersed—this due to Brisn's ability to transfer the user's vis into the vis of the receiver passively. Brisn has also been seen to be capable of fending off the influence of intruding influences, such as the parasitic children of the Licentia, or to weaken or break a Licenti's hold on a possessed individual. While his sister, Aeris, is exceedingly capable with the magic, Mairyell is considerably less so, using it only to heal himself, alter the effects of his blood, and occasionally to heal or defend others. When utilized, the energy causes Mairyell's typically indigo eyes to turn a bright blue reminiscent of Brisn's own color. Mairyell's most common use of this energy is to diminish the intensity of his hunger.

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@Sage

Alright so abilities and whatnot are good and I think the character is well made, good job. Also nice to see some individuals of a different ethnic background (woot Jamaicans [*Has a half-Jamaican sister* :P])!

Anywho, one thing I'd like to mention. Since Xavian should be capable of fear, just perhaps he has not experienced it yet due to his lifestyle and perhaps him feeling like he's already dying slowly (due to Rose Mist).

So yeah, things like fearing the loss of friends (should he make some that aren't just acquaintances) and perhaps fear of pain/death and some other stuff may exist. It'd be something worth exploring I think. Hopefully I'm not intruding on your writing style and intentions by saying this, but I felt I should note that while he is not afraid of most things, that he may find himself fearing things in the future due to his limited experiences (Jamaica is a relatively small island in terms of the scope of the world and I don't think it's widely populated by Licentia or Prae so he would not have much exposure to them).

Anywho. Aside from that, he's totally accepted! :)

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^{"When the goin' gets tough, sometimes you've just gotta...mix it up a little."}

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Thirty to Forty. ♦ Male. ♦ Human-Prae Hybrid.

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Standing at 5'10 and weighing in at 168 lbs, Bree--as he's called--is a well built, but not overly muscled man with a swagger to his step, a smirk often on his lips, and a twinkle in his hazel-brown eyes. Having Prae blood running through his veins due to relation twice removed--making him only a 1/4th Prae--Bree's most striking attribute is his odd eyes, which while appearing mostly brown, seem to glitter and refract light. Aside from his unique eyes and tousled dark brown hair, Bree is fairly average in appearance--though many women might attribute him a sort of roguish charm.

Aside the aforementioned, Bree tends to wear jeans and long, high collared black shirts, with no buttons fastened, giving him a relaxed or even lazy air practically all the time. On assignments he is known--if only as a bold fashion statement and almost-parody of hunters--to wear a Duster, which is black and without the typical straps to hold it in place. Aside this are his relatively normal looking boots, which while reminiscent of "cowboy boots," are far less flashy. This perhaps sums him up well, a man who possesses a classy and infrequently outlandish sense of style. No exception to this is his fairly plain black cowboy hat, which he has given the name Volgaris for some interesting and...sentimental reasons.

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Personality

"That's a rather difficult question to be answerin'. Regardless, I'll try my hand in explainin' a thing or two 'bout me. First rule, don't cross me, second rule, don't listen to the first rule because that'd be pretty obscene. What? You don't believe me, well I guess that's pretty warranted considerin'. I mean I ain't exactly a simple guy, and calling me easy ta understand'd be the fraud of the century, don'tcha think?

Don't answer that. Second, no it was third, rule to note, s'that ya ain't never to make a deal with the devil. You still readin'? I hope so, cuz these're some seriously true facts.

Anyways, rule ninety six

What? How'd we get to ninety six?

C'mon, didja forget, the rules are on a needtaknow basis, and trust me ya don't need to know."

History

A long long time ago, in a little town in New Orleans literally named Backwater a man named Austin died, and two children were born, twins—though not identical in the least. Named by their parents, so came to be a child who grew up as one boy, but became many men and a girl whose name was Anastaesia. Leading relatively tame lives, the two children went to school, played with friends, and lived in relative peace with their parents, Louis and Maryyna. However, it appeared that fate decided to play its hand, throwing a joker into mix.

So it was that a string of murders occurred in the small town of Backwater, and so it was that the final two to fall were the parents of the poor naive children. Thus at tender and impressionable age of twelve, Anastaesia was tainted by trauma and the boy lost his name and had his mind torn to pieces. Lucky each in their own ways, the two survived, one with Anima altered, and the other with a mind permanently at war with itself, shifting about from one boy and into another in random fashion.

Seeking sanctuary after a long lonely walk through the swamp and country, the two children were taken in by stranger who offered them kindness, expecting little in return. So it was that they were adopted by the man, who they came to know as Grandpap. It was only later after he'd brought them up and even taught the scatterbrained boy a bit of magic that they were let out on their own and told the man's real name: Dorin Katela.

For a time the three traveled together, only to be joined by Dorin's true grandchild, a younger fellow named Vaihrn. Soon after, the siblings departed the two Katelas and decided to leave the U.S behind to make their way in a new land. However, before they departed, the young man used his newfound skills, along with his sister's wolfish persuasion, to garner more than a little money.

Following this, the two left the states and traveled to Europe, where they eventually settled in Ominar. Having been an orphan himself, the man who had come to be called Bree by his sister, started a little operation, setting up bunkers around the city, and employing the homeless and orphaned so long as they chose not to waste what they were given. With time his business expanded and he came to be known as the DealBroker, or conversely the DealBreaker, by those who were not so friendly following his execution of their assignments.

So it is that the Broker's watched the years pass, and it has come to this, Prae ruling his city and villainizing Licentia no matter their stories. It's been twenty years since he started his operations, and man he's never been so angry--at least some of him that is. Perhaps one day he'll be in agreement with himself.

As unlikely as that'd be.

Profession

Bree is a broker of deals, he's an informant, he's a mercenary, and he's a wanderer. He is infamous, and famously, known for breaking, and making, a variety of deals with a variety of clients. He works on a need to know basis, and is highly unpredictable...but reliable when he feels like it. While that'd seem to directly contradict the concept of reliability, it doesn't, as his skillset and track record make him one of the best, if not the best, in his line of work. It should be noted that he makes three types of 'deals'. It should be noted that the Broker has small bases in all the major cities, including Echetus. He of course keeps his angelic origins secret, and makes deals with even Judas' faction.

Deals: Can be made and broken, are sealed only by one's own word and an agreement of sort. These can really entail anything, but when making these one should know that they are completely subjective and debatable between the Broker's many personalities. This means that any one of them can and will have different ways of achieving, or sabotaging, any given deal according to their own wishes.

Binds: These are deals which he binds either himself or his client to via the Art applied in a way that is not typically used--not that the Art is at all common. These are not entirely subjective, but are not entirely objective either in terms of his personalities and their meaning. However, since these deals are written out they can be worded in such a way as to not give his personalities any wiggle room. Still, one has to be almost as careful with these, as if you write them wrong...you could end up in a ditch somewhere, making love to an elephant on a tricycle.

Promises: These deals have been agreed on between all of his personalities mutually in some fashion and as such will be fulfilled, regardless of the methods --unless it has been stated what methods must be used-- and as such are considerably less subjective than the two previous types of deal. Broker never breaks his promises, but he also almost never makes them. They are a rare commodity and if they are made, you better be careful what you're asking for...because the Broker always pays his dues.

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“Guy's got connections”: Due to his many years in the profession of Deals, the Broker is quite well connected. It's even rumored that should someone say something, somewhere, three cities away, in a dark alley, he'll hear it given a day or two. No one is quite sure how he does it, but the Broker manages to know more than he lets on, or let on more than he knows, quite often.

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Belongings

Dustkickers: These heavy duty boots have small compartments in them, allowing its user to kick up 'black dust,' otherwise known as gunpowder. These boots have a thin metal lining too, as well as running spikes reminiscent of track shoes to allow for a high level of traction. He has enchanted these boots slightly using the Art, so as to make them lighter, but only to him, so he can move with less restriction than would normally be allowed but still dish out a good ole asskicking.

Volgaris: Volgaris is a hat, a plain, but stylish, stetman hat that happens to be the Broker's favorite. It is the one item on his person that isn't enchanted to be useful in battle. Its sole enchantment has something to do with augmenting itself with absolutely insane levels of good luck. Considering the fact that Broker has been in numerous situations where it could've been lost, destroyed or damaged, yet against insurmountable odds it remains in perfect condition, as such Bree assumes that its enchantment is working, but he's still not quite sure....

Equipment

Dustproof: This particular portion of his garb, his Duster, has gained its name from the fact that he continually adds enchantments to it and it has hit the point where the Duster itself is immune to most things with the exception of getting dusty. It can shield him somewhat from things like heat and slashing attacks, not mentioning its ability to contain air, allowing him to close it around his head to give him a very limited air supply in areas where he'd otherwise be unable to breath. While the Duster itself is pretty much invulnerable, being mostly capable of blocking piercing attacks, not to mention elemental assaults, it in no way protects him from the force behind these blows. This is why he will tend to get bruising and broken bones, rather than getting stabbed, burned or drowned. Crushing attacks are particularly dangerous to him for this exact reason. It should be noted that this duster is not actually invulnerable as it does take some of his own energy, and the energy from the environment, to fuel its various enchantments. He has stated, to Anastaesia, that it can only last so long in any given conflict if he doesn't want to exhaust himself just to keep its effects active.

Silverchains: These twin Colt 1911's, aka M1911's, are named as such due to both their silver coloration and because of their unique enchantments. The 'chain' part of their name comes from the fact that at the base of each pistol's grip --on the bottom part that'd normally face the ground when firing straight ahead-- is a small sigil. These sigils can be activated by a small influx of vis, allowing chains to spawn from within them and connect the two pistols. This chain, or rather the silver utilized to make it, is stored within the sigils themselves. There is a decent amount of silver, in fact there is enough silver within the sigils to create a twenty-two foot chain that connects the two weapons. This chain is extremely sharp to enemies, but completely dull to allies. How it differentiates between the two is a mystery. Other than this, there is a small secondary “trigger” on each gun. This trigger is more of a “button” mechanism that has been enchanted so as to link to the opposite pistol. This allows the Broker to fire a pistol without actually touching it, as long as he is touching its twin. This is particularly useful when he is using the chain.

Black Beauties: With enough power to do a significant amount of damage wherever it hits, the Black Beauties can teleport to one another, as there are small sigils on his finger tips which allow this. The sad part about this is that the Broker must be somewhat aware of the position or location of the guns so as to summon them to him. Otherwise they can randomly appear in different locations, or he'll accidentally summon “similar” energies to himself rather than the guns themselves. Additionally, the golden markings on the Black Beauties allow the guns to fire not only normal ammo, but to fire vis as well. In fact, the guns have been modified so that the portion of the gun directly corresponding with the hole in the barrel, but located on the rear-facing portion of the weapon, can fold open to pull vis into the gun to be fired through the barrel. Last, but not least, the Black Beauties gain their color not from a natural metal, but from being continually exposed to choice vis of particular Licentia. This makes them not only more durable and sturdy, but also means that, should he have to fight one of the other races, he can damage each of them in unique ways. The Black Beauties transfer some of this unique vis into the bullets giving them a minor siphoning ability, or the chance to erupt into loose fragments upon contact with their target.

Impression Sheathes: These gloves, though they are more like a strange kind of fingerless leather gauntlets, have had the very surface of their forms altered so that they can shift shape somewhat, though to a very limited degree. As such, the gloves can cover his fingers completely if needed, in addition to the fact that he can overlay sigils onto their form and the fabric will remember the sigils for later use. While the fabric can “remember,” as many sigils as can be reasonably fit on its surface, it can only do so for an hour or two for simple sigils, and three minutes for complex ones.

RedShine: A weapon that might as well be composed of enchantments, RedShine is made of a metal that was crafted through the use of the Art. This metal has a mixture of properties, giving it the sturdiness of steel, but the conductivity of silver. The properties of the elastic rapier, and the hard piercing longsword have both been augmented into this blade and can be switched on and off by altering the pressure being placed on the grip of the blade. To increase the blade's elasticity the pressure must be light, to decrease the elasticity the pressure must be greater. There exists a third function to this blade and that is to channel the vis of silver or to pull the blood of other beings into the blade. When the blood is pulled in it can either be purified or its traits can augment the blade to harm a particular race depending on who, or rather what race, the blood belongs to. RedShine can only contain foreign vis for a maximum of ten minutes after which point it will disperse into the surrounding environment. RedShine can replicate, but only once, allowing him twin blades rather than just a lonely sword.

BlackLeech: As its name implies, BlackLeech is capable of pulling trace amounts of vis from biological, or inanimate, materials that it comes into contact with. BlackLeech works primarily with biological matter, but can be used on inanimate matter as well. It should be noted that BlackLeech has four other notable traits. Firstly that it is composed of the same metal as RedShine; Secondly that it can only hold up to one Anima signature at a time; Thirdly, BlackLeech cannot hold vis for more than twenty seconds; Last of all, when it cuts a living thing the process of vis being absorbed causes a rushing and burning sensation on the cut area.

Tuner: The sheath to Bree's dagger, Tuner can pull any vis from the BlackLeech and store it for later use. Tuner can store or combine up to six different separate Anima signatures, allowing it to be a container for vis that requires analysis at a later time or to serve as a conduit for BlackLeech or Bree's magic.

The Sniffer: This object works much like a compass and a yard stick in that it detects vis as well as pointing to Anima signatures that are imputed into its apparatus. Additionally, the Sniffer is capable of detecting the predominant type of vis in any given area, as well as the levels of each less dominant kind, meaning it can tell how much Prae, Human, and Licentian vis is in any given area. Last, but not least, is the fact that the Sniffer can point to the most potent source/congregation of vis. The device has various 'hands' and the like to point to these locations, as well as a meter or two on the back, covered by the metal, which can easily be opened for the Broker to see. The device is enchanted so that it is essentially indestructible (though not entirely so), and will vanish from perception when not in use leading Bree to sometimes forget it's on his person at all.

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Mental Skills

The Hundred-Headed Demon: One of Bree's well known aliases, this particular title relates to his chimeric personality, which due to the accident in his childhood, was left permanently altered. This is not to say that he was merely changed as a person, but instead to say that he seems a man whose mind shifts tacts like a model changes clothes. Yes, for rather than a man united by singular purpose and a set of well defined mental traits, Bree's mind is instead disjointed, possessing possibly hundreds or thousands of personality permutations each with their own set of beliefs, morals, and attitudes. If this were not difficult enough to deal with, Bree has no control over which “him,” is active at any given time, nor does he control when a switch between an active persona and one of many many dormant personas occurs.

Still, no matter the shift, the individual is considered “Bree,” with one exclusion that the man refuses to talk about or allowed to be documented aside from it being referred to by all his various persona as “The Devil.” Beyond this, it should be known that Bree loses no memory or awareness as his shifts can occur at the drop of a hat, the turn of a shoulder, or the flip of a coin. So it is that people have come to call him the Hundred-Headed Demon, as what else could be so terrifyingly confusing?

The “Perfect” Conman: Once again deriving from his personality, the Broker is often called the “Perfect Conman” because while his myriad personalities do not all get along, almost none of them will try to get in the way of their own collective well-being. This is one of his many rules, and is likely one of the rules that truly holds him together as a functional person in society. Without it he'd fall to shambles.

The Nasty Macgyver: Outside of the abilities that primarily originate from his divergent personalities, Broker has exceptional skill at improvisation and this even comes into play when he is in a sticky situation and has to make the best of a small amount of resources. He has earned this title, of a sort, from getting himself in and out of situations with tools and objects that would not typically be helpful in those situations, but nonetheless got him out alive and (mostly) in one piece. Because of this, those who have dealt with him on the opposite side before know to try and take as many of his valuables, trinkets, and otherwise belongings when trying to keep him tied up, or in captivity in general, because if they don't they might just end up on the pointy end of a toothpick.

Psychological Knowledge and Manipulation: Due in part to his Personality, which can be described as that of a hundred headed demon, Broker is quite good at manipulating people to do what he wants. At the very least he can typically turn situations to his favor in some way, allowing him to masterfully switch gears and sides pretty much instantly. Additionally, he has dabbled in the study of the psyche in order to attempt to understand his own shifting personality better, and while it didn't help him too much in that regard, it has given him some useful tools. It should be noted that because of his shifting disposition, the Broker can very easily deal with and understand a wide variety of people. Many people who have observed him actually think him to be able to perfectly understand nigh anyone due to this shifting syndrome of his, this is however an overestimation of his abilities, which are impressive nonetheless. This skill is often seen when he ends up gaining a relatively clear picture of someone's barebones personality based on short interactions between himself and others. While fairly accurate, this is at the end of the day guesswork mixed with actual psychological know how.

Minor Explosive Knowledge: Since watching pretty explosions is fun and some of his more...dastardly clients want rather big Deals fulfilled, he has learned how to properly use various hand-held, or otherwise, explosives. Some of these include grenades, flash grenades, and C4...also pipe bombs, lots of pipe bombs.

Physical Skills

Hybrid Anima & Vis: A vis altered due to a grandmother who was Prae, Bree's Anima is more dense and pure than that of a normal human—though too a minor degree. Additionally, while his diluted blood does allow him to use magic as a human would, his use of such is hampered in some ways as his vis does not flow so freely or grasp so easily onto the energies of things outside of himself. To supplant this, Bree absorbs ambient vis at a slow pace on top of regenerating it like a human. This increases his physical stamina and alters his biology slightly due to his crystal having been metabolized into his blood and suffused throughout his body. As some of the tiny dust particles have settled in his eyes, he is more aware of vis in his surroundings, and since it has settled everywhere else he channels the energy more easily through his own form if not outside it. This allows him to use a form of minor telekinesis in the form of biological augmentation, making him slightly more durable than the average human—rather paradoxical due to the typically fragile nature of a Prae's body. So it is that Bree recovers from beatings more swiftly, retains consciousness for longer, and can sustain more damage than your average joe. Of course, it helps that he's used to it too.

Swordsmanship: He sure as hell ain't a master swordsman, but he is far from amateur in the art of swordplay and can hold his own against most of decent, or considerable, skill. He prefers light fast blades, allowing him high maneuverability, a bending unpredictable strike, or a solid defense by way of offensive prowess. At the same time, some of his personalities like to switch gears and use his blade(s) as a defense, allowing him to trap his opponent and then use one of his other abilities to finish 'em off.

Marksmanship: While he's no soldier and he's no pro, the Broker has sufficient skill to get by when it comes to marksmanship, though he does prefer revolvers and Desert Eagle pistols to get the job done most of the time, he will sometimes don more heavy weaponry to do the dirty deed. It should be noted that some of his personalities dislike the use of firearms and so will not use them traditionally, or even at all depending on their opinion(s).

Trickshot: While he is no master, his skill with his weapons of choice, mentioned above, are considerable, allowing him to pull some pretty miraculous stunts sometimes.

Juggler: Having learned it just for the heck of it, also to amuse his younger sister when they were both kids, Broker has since turned it into a useful ability. At this point in time he'll use it to wield multiple sets of weapons at once, or quickly switch between different tools or the like in difficult situations. Lastly his hand-eye coordination is improved by this greatly, allowing him to easier keep track of multiple variables, objects, and individuals in any given situation.

DualWelding: Because he is ambidextrous, though he started as left handed, the Broker has developed a high level of compatibility to dual wield not only two of the same weapon, but two completely different weapons or tools. In addition to this, the Broker can 'weld' two skillsets together almost flawlessly. Combined with his ability to wield the Art, he can even combine two objects together for rather interesting contraptions, though he doesn't do this last bit too often since it can be rather taxing.

Magical Skills

The Art of Athriohm: While he did find his own master to study under at one point, the man died tragically at the hands of a now quite dead Licenti prior to the completion of his apprenticeship. He has since managed to scrounge up information on the Art, do his own research, and plenty of experimentation. This has allowed him to gain just enough skill at it that he can manage himself. However, his skill with the Art is not strong enough on its lonesome (in most situations or if used traditionally) to serve as his primary fighting skill. It does however, give him a lot of variability, as it can easily augment any of his other skills.

Constractsman, the Smithy of Deals: Utilizing the Art and some rather tricky methods, the DealBroker is capable of writing binding contracts that are not upheld by something as flimsy as a government, but rather by the very vis of the individuals who sign it with their signature. While he will sometimes call these contracts, he will more often refer to them as 'Dealbinds,' 'Binds,' or 'Binding Deals.' Their overall categorization falls somewhere between his definitions of 'Deal' and 'Promise' which can be seen far above.