Thread: Blossom's R.P.G character profiles.

fOR THOSE WHO NEED THE PROFILES IN ONE PLACE.
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SKYE
Name: Skye Cifraon
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Primary skills: music, petty thievery
Secondary skills: misdirection, learning rudiments of new skills quickly as needed

Appearance: Skye is 5’4” and willowy. Her hair is dark brunette (worn long and slightly wavy) and her eyes a clear light blue, appearing nearly colorless in some lights. Usually she layers her clothing with boots, trousers, and blouse (all earthtones) beneath a simple feminine robe (somewhat brighter colors), this allows for quick changes if necessary (such as when needing to disappear).

Background: Skye is, by habit, a survivor. Orphaned at a young age she ran with a pack of other orphans in the streets of a large city, pickpocketing to survive. When she was twelve years old, the gang was rounded up and sent to the homes of minor nobility to work as servants. They were never to see each other again.

The family’s music tutor delighted in her innate talent for music (which the daughters of the family did not possess to any degree whatsoever) and taught her when her chores permitted.

As she grew up, Skye stole and fenced many small articles so cunningly that she was never caught. The money from these items she saved for the day when she would be a free woman, when she would take a last name for herself of her own choosing. That day has now been four years ago and she has been earning her living here and there with music, stealing only when she must or if she feels she needs to keep her hand in.

Skye is seldom what she appears to be. Even she doesn’t know who or what she really is.
MANO
Name: Mano’duro
Age: 60
Gender: Male
Primary Skills: Maker of armor
Secondary Skills: Metal worker

Appearance:
Mano is a surprisingly spry elder. Of average height, around 5’ 8”s, and weight he blends easily with those around him. Slightly bent from years of toil, his skin is wrinkled and weathered, his hair is wispy and grey, almost white. His hands are gnarled, calloused and scared from his years of hammering metal into weapons.

Background:
Mano came by his trade as a youth, apprenticing with his father and uncle, first at the bellows and working his way up through the processes until he became a Master. Mano had been know for years as the maker of mystical weapons that had almost legendary status.

Always a humble man, Mano, quietly does his work without saying much. However, Mano has a keen eye for what’s going on around him…missing little! Before leaving Mano’s humble shop he has uncannily assessed the real and the hidden personality of the customer. In the evening Mano can be found sitting quitely in a dark corner of the towns local "watering hole" (pub), sipping his brew and watching those around him. Watching and learning.

While a quite and unassuming man, Mano holds many unknown secrets. Those that know Mano know that “still water runs deep”. And so it does!
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ALEXX
Name: Alexxandra-Leigh Roth or Alexx
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Primary Skills: Assassination
Secondary Skills: Archery, Fleching, Singing, Katanas.

Appearance: 5'9 in height. Long black hair, pale skin. Her eyes are a deadly crimson. Alexx is very thin from undernourishment at a young age. she has a long scar across her face and scars covering her back and arms. Yet is still increaibly attractive.

Background: Alexx was sold into slavery at a young age after her her inter family was killed, save her and her older brother (she grew up as an orpehn basicaly). Her older brother was sold to a different master, and soon contracted an illness. The pair met up after Alexx had been baled out of slavery by one of the soldiers serving her master.

Alexx had always had the skill to fight and began just entering tornerments to pay for her brothers medication. After that she began to get offers and slowly fell into Assassination. She is not proud of what she became, and is looking for anyway, anything or anyone who can help her break free of what she has become.

Alexx also has a demonic pet wolf that is a loyal and worthy helper
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RUFUS
Name: Rufus Syr
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Primary Skill: Archery/Hunting
Secondary Skills: Trapping/Snares, Fletching, Carving, General Survival Skills.

Appearance: 6’0 in height. Even though he is quite young he has silver hair which comes down to just below his eye line. His skin is quite pale; his eyes are a vivid blue. Rufus’ arms and legs are corded with muscle; having spent most of his life in the forests and woods of the land hunting. He has a set of scars along his lower arm, where a bear mauled him as a child.

Background: Rufus Syr was born in the wild; on the way between two places of civilisation. His mother died in childbirth and his father looked after him for three years in a small hunter’s village. On his third birthday Rufus’ father was called to defend a near-by village from demons. He never returned. After that Rufus was brought up by the good-will of the villagers. As soon as he was old enough to hold a bow and a knife he taught himself how to hunt. By the age of eleven he was quite capable of looking after him self and even traded some of the meat he caught. He became the best hunter and trapper of his generation. One day he was caught unawares by a grizzly bear and was seriously injured. The villagers had heard the commotion and beat off the bear, saving his life once again. All through his teens he was forever helping his saviours. But tragedy struck once again. While he was away hunting with some fellow villagers the village was over-run by demons. He vowed revenge so he travelled to the Fort-city of Serin.

He entered the gauntlet and survived.
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VAHN
Name: Vahn Imair
Race: Nordir (type of generic combat oriented elf, heals quickly from minor injuries, can see well in both light and dark, can actively tune out noises, doesn’t sweat. Hates Sudir (generic high-elf mages) with a vengeance.)
Age: 50 (elves age differently to humans, so he’s 25 as they reckon things)
Gender: Male
Primary skills: Close combat (swords, axes, knives), demonology (know the enemy, burn the enemy).
Secondary skills: Archery (bows), general tracking and survival, alchemy (potions, poisons, etc), basic enchanting (runes, blessing arrows and such), basic armour and weapon maintenance.

Height: 8ft (he’s an elf)
Appearance: Green eyes, slightly tanned skin, slender, muscular build, close cropped hair the colour of obsidian, lobeless, upswept ears, three parallel scars over his left eye, various other scars and burns across his body. In the traditions of his people, he wears a metal half mask, fashioned as a mouth and jaw with a sombre twist, concealing the lower half of his face. Exudes an aura of stern confidence.

Background:
Born 50 years ago, Vahn Imair was raised and trained to survive by his parents in the cold lands of Ariain in the north. At sixteen, he was brought to the fortress city of Serin, as was tradition. There he donned the half mask, and was taught the full shame of his race, that they had once ruled the lands to the south, but had failed to close the demon gate and fled, and that as long as a single demon lived on in the south they would remain unforgiven; a broken people doomed to wander the lands as mercenaries, bandits and hired blades.

Continuing his training, he became an apprentice with the Knights of the Covenant, a Chapter of the Order of Islen, swearing the oaths along with the other apprentices. It was the Knights’ sacred duty to slay the demons and the enemies of Islen whenever and wherever they raised their heads, and he took to the training with enthusiasm and righteous zeal, inscribing his weapons with the litanies of hatred, blood and vengeance, and becoming a squire under Sir Sagor Blackash, a mighty human from the port city of Eren and Black Saint of the Covenant, at age twenty.

By thirty, he had participated in two crusades to retrieve sacred artefacts from the grip of the demons, and had aided in putting down a number of heresies in the kingdom heartlands. Released from his duty to Sir Blackash, he was proclaimed Knight-Errant of the Covenant, bestowed with a copy of the Codex Demonica, and the Tear of Islen. This ruby, shaped and scaled like a single, smooth teardrop and hung upon a silver chain, and the tome, which contained all of the chapter’s demon lore, were the symbols of the chapter, and with them came the honour of sealing his armour with the litanies of faith and purity.

His ascension to Knight-Penitent fifteen years later was a far less glorious accomplishment. After signs of rebellion and heresy had been discovered in his homeland of Ariain, Vahn was part of the army under Sir Blackash sent to quell it. Over a two-year period, they sealed off the countryside and put every town, village, and home to the sword, purging the heresy with holy fire. It was there, over the ashes of his former home, that he was handed the crimson, sleeveless robes of the order. Putting them on over his armour, he stood with the rest as the Chaplain, under the watchful eye of Blackash, did pull their hoods up one by one, and ordained them Brothers of the Order of Islen, and Knights Penitent of the Covenant.

Returning to Serin with a heavy heart, he resolved to undertake a warrior pilgrimage into the southern lands in the hopes that the blood of demons would cleanse the taint he felt upon his soul. Gathering what supplies he would need, he was less than a day south of Serin when he heard the unmistakeable cries of demons mixed with the sounds of battle to the east. Riding at full speed, he arrived at the village to find that the battle was ended, the demons reduced to blood and ash by the strange assortment of warriors before him.
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KARIN
Name: Karin Ilaluta
Race: Human
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Primary skills: basic swordplay, alchemy (potions, poisons, etc)
Secondary skills: basic enchanting, basic healing
Height: 5ft

Appearance: This woman has deep-set eyes the colour of the evening sky. Her luxurious, wavy, black hair is worn in a style that reminds you of the aurora Borealis. She is short. Her skin is light-coloured. She has a small mouth. Her wardrobe is artistic and strange, with a completely violet and black colour scheme.

Background: Karin Ilaluta was born 18 years ago in a small town by the sea some miles north of Erin. Karin's parents, who owned a number of small boats, taught her to swim and fish from a very young age. Given the rough nature of the town, and the people that passed through, she was also taught how to handle herself, and the value of a sword.

At sixteen, she was finally allowed to leave the town, and travel the lands beyond, but it was only when she visited the fortified port of Erin, that she realised how small her home had truly been. Suddenly stricken by a desire to see and learn more of the rest of Islen, she packed her things and booked passage North on a merchant vessel.

The vessel docked in the port town of Neringard, Karin apprenticed under the local apothecary to earn some travelling money. Intrigued by the many and varied types of potions and their uses and effects she decided to learn more of the craft and ended up staying in Neringard much longer than she had planned.

It was after a year that her desire to travel had returned. When a religious group came to town to resupply for their journey south when she seized her chance and joined them. She spent the next year journeying with them, giving aid to the frontier villages and learning the blessings that the order used to protect homes from evil.

Hearing of the Serin mages' proclamation and intrigued by the promise of adventure it held, she made preparations to leave the order and travel to the ceremony at Serin. The leader of the order, though saddened to see her go, recognised the purity of the quest. Gifting her a fine sword and what supplies he could spare, he bade her make haste to Serin with his blessing.

At Serin she accepted the mages challenge, faced her soul and was proclaimed a hero with the others who survived the task. Though she was too late to join in the initial defence of the village, she and the others made all haste and arrived shortly after the battle had finished.

Having seen the destruction that the demons had caused first hand she was now certain that the demon gate had to be closed at no matter the cost to her. She spent the rest of the day helping with the dead and the wounded and stood with the other heroes that evening when the elder called Aidan gave his speech.
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KINARETH
Name:Kinareth
Class:Human warrior
Gender:male
Height:6'0"
Age:24
Primary skills:swordplay, quick reflexes
secondary skills:Has amazing fitness and is an extremely good runner, both long distance and short distance.
Weaknessess:archery

Background: Born to a warrior family he has been trained all his life (think spartan warrior) and is excellent with his weapon of choice, the sword. He answered the summons to serin as he has been trained as a warrior and warfare is all he knows, as a boy he would test himself often in terms o strength and endurance and is thus stronger and hardier than most humans.
In his culture position is not hereditary and the esteemed one held by his father and his family was one he had to fight to preserve, he came to be known as the greatest young warrior in the area., as his father had been.
His father was killed defending his family against hordes of demons and his mother has been lost to him ever since that day, he had only one sibling, a sister he can remember nothing of, that part of his memory is completely blank owing to a head injury sustained in the same battle.
Due to being raised as a warrior, pride and honour are of the utmost importance to Kinareth, to endure an insult is something he will only do if he feels strongly about something or feels that it cannot be avoided.His armour, helm and sword are his most prized possessions, given to him by his father.

Appearance: Long black hair, green-grey eyes tinged with purple. He has a lithe and athletic build with sinewy muscles that are still strong as steel. Wears silver armor gilded with sky blue and carries a shield with the emblem of a wolf on it. His helm is clear steel with wings emblazoned on the cheekguard and a noseguard.
His sword is made of pure, tempered steel, thus making it harder than a normal sword, the hilt guard is two wings spread out as if about to take flight, made of steel the colour of gold, the hilt is fashioned in the likeness of a wolfs head, two deep-set red rubies acting as eyes, the wolfs head is silver steel and the pommel consists of two prongs, yet again the colour of gold that can be used as a weapon in themselves.
Kinareths father made his sword for him and he inscribed a message on the blade for his son, something Kinareth keeps to himself and tells only those he trusts most.
Kinareth also carries a knife for use in close combat but will always prefer to trust in his sword.
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Name: Ryde


Age: 19


Gender: Male


Alignment: Good


Primary Skills: Combat


Secondary Skills: Self control



Appearance: Ryde has ice blue eyes and a smile that would frighten a young child. His hair is like fire, the red strands flickering as the wind hits them and hiding his right eye. He has a muscular build, broad shoulders, showing muscles. Ryde is around 6’1”, rather tall for his age. But, he is unlike other children of his age; he’s a lot more mature and doesn’t enjoy the same hobbies. He wears a red V shirt, ripped near the bottom. Over is a jacket, also red, embedded with little wooden crosses up and down. His Trousers are black, patches over the places that had been ripped like his shirt. Upon his head, a black beret, one of Ryde prized positions.


Background: Ryde was brought up in a poor orphanage, where he gained no friends but total control in himself. From the age of 7, he spoke only when it was important, and when he was forced to. The only thing to remind him of his parents, his mother in particular was a beret. It was black and smelt like her perfume. While staying at the orphanage, he was beaten badly. To defend himself, he taught himself hand combat and stole many weapons off the people he hated so. At the age of 15, Ryde decided to run away, ending up out of the city and into the wilderness.
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RAFAEL WEREY
Name: Rafael Werey
Age:577
Species:wilderness elf
Gender:Male
Attributes:Water magic, amazing dagger skill (both throwing and hand to hand combat)
Weakness:not very strong no extra elf powers and vulnerable to long range attack

Appearance : He is reasonably young for an elf approximately equal to a 23-5 year old human. He is quite lean and not incredibly strong and is reasonably quick (although very slow for elf standards). He is quite tall, 6 foot 4. Rafael has a light, golden-brown, lock of long hair. He has dark brown eyes.

Personality: He is very cheeky and energetic. He is also rather light fingered! So heroes watch out! Being a wilderness elf he is a vegetarian and refuses to kill.

Background: He was brought up in the wilderness a tough elven baby. Unfortunately though as a small child he was bitten by a werewolf. Elven babies are hardly ever bitten and are hardy to the bite. The elven people worked on him day and night for a week on end and managed to free him of the curse but at a terrible price. All his additional elven powers were dramatically reduced. He was now equal to humans although he still had longevity of life and is quicker than all humans (although not by much). He also still has advanced sight, hearing and reaction time that is greater than an elf's level (they were advanced further by the bite). In result of this he has given himself a new race, he calls himself a welven. This has knocked his confidence as a child which meant he focused much of his time training with his daggers and water magic although mostly with the daggers because these were his favourite. He became amazing in this field. As he got older his confidence grew and he travelled. When he was 203 he spent the next 257 years of his life among Humans were he spent much of the time where he spent time with a gang of thieves. He found a home there but always refused to take a life; he never lost his sense of elven morals (well most of them). Although he did learn alot of under hand tricks with his daggers and in petty theft. He had a high place among the thieves of the Gryech in. He kept his position for the 246 with the thieves and in the time he became a legend feared by those who opposed the thieves. He greatly enjoyed his time with the thieves until it was cut short when the leader, who Rafael was friendly with, was killed in a revolt against the thieves by the guard with most of the other thieves. The guard's personal profits paid the price severely, he made sure of that, but he would not kill. Then he went back to the wilderness, to his people and took his place among the wild elves.

Well I hope you like my character.

VA POOR
Name: Va Poor
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Primary Skills: Shape shifting or morphing
Secondary Skills: Weapons handler…schooled under the Amoratie, Va Poor can fabricate, and handle most weapons with ease.

Appearance: At 5’ 8" in height and medium build he easily disappears in a crowd. His looks are average Islen islander in appearance with light brown hair and blue eyes. He dresses in standard Islen style, again blending in easily, a great trait in many occasions.

Background: Va Poor was selected at an early age to study under the Amoratie. The Amorite’s are a mystical group that have long trained and prepared young men for the day that they would be needed to help fulfill the prophesy.

Upon returning from his training he was assigned to Mano’ Duro as his mentor and trained in metal forging and weapons fabrication. Va Poor lived with Mano and his wife, Esposa, and has developed a father son relation ship with Mano.
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Name: Saehenine “Daisy” Elmoreth
Gender: Female

Primary Skills: Magic
Secondary Skills: Summoning, and some skill with a quarterstaff.

Appearance: Standing at 5’5” tall, Saehenine has a willowy hourglass figure, and a very pale ivory complexion. Her hair, which is cut to about chin length and wavy, is blonde, and her eyes blue, both sometimes appearing almost colourless. Three studs adorn each of her ears. She wears the blood red robes of Mages, but hers are edged in gold to mark her as the head of the High Council, and her hands are clothed in black gloves. She has a stern, imposing figure, her expression usually schooled to impassivity.

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Name: Anjala Okura
Gender: Female

Primary Skills: Magic
Secondary Skills: Some swordsmanship training

Appearance: Quite tall, at 5’9”, Anjala is quite a sturdily built woman. Her face is square, and handsome, framed by black, curling hair. Her eyes are a deep hazel, and often seem to glitter with amusement. Her blood-red robes are edged in silver, marking her as a member of the High Council. On the fourth finger of her right hand she wears a gold signet ring. Her expression is usually bemused, or curious.

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Name: Jircef Myson
Gender: Male

Primary Skills: Magic
Secondary Skills: Wrestling

Appearance: Jircef is a bear of a man, standing at 6’2” and with the girth to match. He has a barrel chest, and large, muscular arms and legs. His skin is a dark brown, and his close cropped hair and beard a contrasting snowy white. His robes are edged in silver. His expression is stern and serious, and his stance usually with arms folded. An impressive and intimidating figure.

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Name: Reia Aluthar
Gender: Female

Primary Skills: Magic
Secondary Skills: Hand to hand combat

Appearance: At first glance quite small, and slender, standing at 5’3”. Long black hair spills down her back, and her delicate features are dominated by a pair of deep blue/violet eyes. Her countenance seems suited to someone of a gentle demeanour, but an icy expression betrays her fierce, stubborn personality. Her robes are edged in silver, and she wears a silver chain around her neck. She is a mistress of scorn and disdain, and has a sharp tongue.

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Name: Tris Ormin
Gender: Male

Primary Skills: Magic
Secondary Skills: Sword fighting

Appearance: Quite tall and slim, at 5’8”, Tris is unassuming and quiet, easily blending in and out of the background. His hair and eyes are darkest black. He is very observant, often noticing small, seemingly unimportant details that are very significant later. His robes are edged in silver.

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Name: Alecin Sareth
Gender: Male

Primary Skills: Magic
Secondary Skills: Archery

Appearance: Of a similar height to Tris, at 5’7”, but well built where Tris is slim. His hair is a sandy, golden brown, and his eyes a matching tawny. Unlike the other mages, with the possible exception of Zillar, Alecin is usually to be seen with a welcoming, open smile on his face, and has the friendliest demeanour. His robes are edged with silver.

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Name: Zillar Wyrath
Gender: Male

Primary Skills: Magic
Secondary Skills: Sleight of hand

Appearance: Of average height, at 5’6”, and weight, but quite a lean frame. Spiky blond hair and mischievous green eyes betray him as the youngest mage. He always has a boyish grin and has a very buoyant, cheerful nature, although with a penchant for card and dice games. His robes are edged in silver.

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Name: Laurel Elmoreth
Gender: Female

Primary Skills: Healing
Secondary Skills: Summoning

Appearance: 5’4” in height, Laurel is slender without being curvy, and has the appearance of a girl in her late teens, or early twenties. Her hair is a honey blonde colour, falling to just below her shoulders, and her eyes a sky blue. She has two earrings in each ear, and wears white gloves, a blue dress and red cloak. Her personality can differ from being optimistic and cheerful, to being introverted and cynical. On the whole she usually quite balanced, being modest but friendly.

Name: H.R.M Queen Erinima "Erin" Imoen na Orlith, The Martyred Lady
Gender: Female

Appearance: She died in her late fifties/early sixties, but appears in her spiritual form when she was in her prime - her early twenties. She is quite small, (she stood at 5'1" when alive) with a slender figure. Dark brown hair falls to hip length, pinned back with a silver filigree circlet, and surrounding a heart-shaped face. She has a rosy complexion, and her features and small and elfin, apart from large violet eyes flecked with green and gold. Diamond studs glint in her ears, and she wears a dress of cream coloured silk, painstakingly embroidered with intricate designs, the skirt slashed with red. A woven silver belt encircles her waist, and she wears satin slippers.

Personality/Spirit: She usually appears with a warm, kind smile, and has an open, motherly air about her. When she was alive she was wise, and a good judge, which led to one of Islen's most prosperous eras under her reign.
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Name: Berul Alvaine
Age: 30
Gender: Male

Primary skills: Charm, Arranging and Facilitating Events (up till now he’s been a helper on the fringes of the Mage Council.)

Secondary skills: Close combat, especially with knives.

Appearance: Standing at an easy six feet, Berul is a middleweight with a sunny personality and California surfer boy good looks. He has shoulder-length honey-blonde hair and warm golden brown eyes.

People of either sex usually find him excellent company and are usually quick to trust him. He radiates bonhomie and loves to party though he seldom gets drunk.

After all, Berul likes to keep his wits about him and his sharp eyes miss little.

Background: Berul is the youngest of five sons born to a great house of Islen. His education was unremarkable due to his entertaining his tutors and distracting them from their task. He dutifully learned to fight with an array of knightly weapons but had little enthusiasm for anything but knives and fisticuffs.

Berul was always fascinated with the idea of becoming a Mage and pleaded with his parents to let him try. Reluctantly they agreed, having had knightly plans in mind for him, and Berul went to the Mages for training.

However, Berul washed out of training when his mentor, Garin, refused to teach him any more. Garin only told his parents that he was unsuitable to train. Garin confided to two other mages that the boy had a strong pull toward the dark magics that he did not feel he could train out of him.

Berul went back to his father and learned the life of a nobleman. He had taken his dismissal with such sunny good grace that when he became bored again with the life at home and moved into the city proper, the Mages found themselves relying on him as an intermittent errand boy and message boy. He eagerly did lowly tasks for them and soon became a fixture.

Now, trusted in the eyes of the mages, Berul has traveled to the Dalamites on another mission.
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GLO FEWRUPYI
Name : Glo-Fewrupyi
Age : 26
Gender: female
Primary skills: Magic and rune translating.
Secoundary skills: Healing small wounds.
Appearance:
5'2" in height.This compassionate magical girl has hooded white eyes. Her waist-length, wavy, luxurious hair is the color of black coffee, and is worn in an elegant style. She has a graceful figure. She has sound powers that come from strange little monsters. Her outfit is black and green in even proportions, resembles a biker's outfit, and it looks like it has music printed on it.
Background: Well she grew up living in a type of convent for the magically gifted, she was trained by the seven adepts there, and graduated recieving a staff that is long and has a small diamond, which allows her to summon water, just water.
She is in where ye are, cause she has been feeling bad feelings towards this place when ever it's mentioned, she is curious why .

AND OF COURSE AIA
Name: Aia Senyth
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Primary Skills: Magic
Secondary Skills: Katana

Appearance: 5'2" in height; Light brown hair; Green eyes; She wears a white tshirt, black jacket, black trousers, black boots and a red belt. Gives off an air of quiet confidence and ability, as well as energetic youth.

Background: Grew up in a small village where her parents ran an inn. Her elder brother instructed her in swordfighting. Her magic developed when she was fourteen, and when she was fifteen she left for the nearby city, Eren, to learn how to use it. During her final year of training her mysteriously vanished, and she has been travelling trying to find him since.