"No matter the path you walk, hellish and dark as it may seem, I'll stand by you."

▬▬▬▬▬ ALEU WOLVIA BLACK • • • • •
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ as played by Xavi

❖ Princess or Aleu
❖ Lypheion
❖ Female
❖ Heterosexual
❖ Engaged to Rroy
❖ 23
❖ 5-6"
❖ Mesmerizing blue orbs
❖ Dark blonde hair

❖ APPEARANCE Like all Lypheion, Aleu can morph into a wolf-like creature. Although not a true wolf, most mistake her as one for her creature build is nearly identical. The only real differences lay in the size and length of the tail. A Lypheion wolf is at least a foot bigger in size than a regular wolf, which allows for a so-called rider. Regarding tail length, a Lypheion's tail is much longer to the point where it actually drags on the ground. The paws might be a bit bigger and the ears longer, but other than that, the Lypheion and wolf look the same.

Since Lypheions can morph into full-creatures, their human forms always has a pair of ears atop their head. In Aleu's case, she has a pair of black ears atop her head. Coming from her rump, is a lovely black and silver tail. Her finger-nails, pointed to perfection, are a natural silver color, much like the claws of a creature.

As far as scars go, Aleu has a small one just above her right index finger knuckle. When she was younger and practicing her shadow-hopping, she landed on the Valsozn planet. Standing in the middle of a tranquil lake, she shared her first gaze with the red-eyed Rroy. Stepping toward him, the two reached out to feel the other. To Aleu's misjudgment, the backside of her hand came in contact with the tip of a blade he was wearing on his person. Although Rroy doesn't know the scar's significance, she can be seen staring fondly at her hand, lost in thought.

Aleu has no tattoos, though she does have a mark. On the darkest day of the year, a crescent moon shape becomes visible on her forehead. It's the mark of lineage as a royal bloodline member.

Regarding attire, Aleu wears just about anything. She has no shame and often enjoys running around in outfits that show of more skin than she should. Aleu's not a whore though she does give off that vibe for she is constantly flirting with both men and women. It's all for play, but her tongue has been known to get her into trouble. She is almost always in boots or wedges. A lovely pendent necklace and matching black bangle are always seen on her, both gifts from Rroy. Around her ring finger is an intricate ring of black and silver handmade by her fiancé, Rroy.

❖ SKILLS As she is the Princess of Darkness, Aleu has mastered the art of shadow manipulation, creation, and control. She has her preferences though, often using the shadows to create clones of herself or using them as whips or kunai (throwing knives). Aleu also uses her darkness as a cloak of invisibility, in a sense. She also as the ability to distort the shadows so that they take on the shape of wolves. These so-called "shadow wolves" can materialize from the ground and fight with her. Another dark-related specialty Aleu knows is shadow-hopping, which allows her to warp from place to place.

As far as actual weapons go, Aleu likes to use dual-daggers. She prefers sneaking and back-stabbing over a full-blown confrontation.

❖ WEAKNESS Despite being of the dark affinity, light is not Aleu's weakness. Her darkness, though her power, comes from her position more so than it does anything else. Her fatality comes from what would be considered normal ways of dying. She can drown, be burned alive, die from hypothermia, bleed out, etc. There is no one thing that really serves as a weakness with a means for killing her quickly.

She does have fears though. Aleu has never been a fan of unstable ground. She loves heights for heights allow her hair to dance in the wind. She just likes big, stable boulders to face the wind on. Skinny, narrow paths? No, that's not her thing.

Aleu also dislikes excessive gore, which is odd knowing that she's a wild animal. She has learned to stomach if but still feels faith when too much blood is involved.

Oh, and like humans, she's susceptible to all kinds of diseases and sicknesses. Although part wolf, her stomach is not poison-proof. And, as she is Lypheion, she does have natural allergies and must avoid certain foods to prevent getting sick.

Shadow-hopping also has its own weakness. If Aleu is hurt while warping, her body can get ripped to shreds as it phase between shadow-portals. That being said, she needs to make her timing flawless or face the pain of having your body transverse between two locations. Shadow-hopping in and of itself is a fatiguing power. Now imagine being injured? It's just not a wise power to use.

❖ PERSONALITY As previously mentioned, Aleu is a flirt. She holds nothing back, always speaking from her heart and off the cuff. She has a silver tongue and often uses this to twist people to do as she wishes. And if that doesn't work, she has no problem playing dirty and bringing pain into the game.

Aleu has been known to snap for no apparent reason. Some claim it's because she's part wild animal. Others wager it's because she's a woman. Regardless, hell hath no fury like that of Aleu scorn! Get her to the point of rage and you'll likely beg for death for mercy isn't something she willingly gives out. Cross her once, she'll forgive you. Cross her twice and she'll sink those fangs in you. A third time? Well, let's just say there will never be a fourth with her.

Wrath alone does not run through her veins. Aleu has also been known to be quite envious, especially when it comes to Rroy. Should eyes wander on her mate, she will make certain those eyes never fall on him again. She is quick to boast about who she's engaged to. She is even quicker to shove her lips on his just to prove her point--yes, even before a public. Again, she has no shame when it comes to portraying her love for the man she's to wed.

When it comes brains, she's quite brilliant. She has a different approach on life, likely from bouncing between races and personalities throughout her youth. Learning a great deal from so many cultures has given Aleu perspective. It's also given her a sound gut instinct. If something doesn't seem right, she'll listen to what her gut tells her. Later on, she'll learn that she, 99% of the time, was right with that first instinct.

The Lypheion is also very sympathetic. She's a great friend, especially when it comes to a shoulder to cry on or a pair of ears to listen. She's fiercely loyal and would die for her friends or lover. Some might call this reckless, but Aleu calls it love. She's been known to commit herself too much to a cause. But, at the same time, she's also been known to completely remove herself from things, void of all emotion and feeling. Again, people attribute this to the fact that she is Lypheion. She could run with a pack or be a lone wolf, neither truly phase her. Though, after finding Rroy, it's hard to believe she would give him up to be a lone ranger again.

Aleu would likely be Neutral Good on an alignment chart.

❖ HISTORY With a demon father and a Lypheion mother, it's no wonder Aleu turned out the way she is now.

Her mother, Helen, a pure white Lypheion with the power of fire, came to love the very demon that kept rule over the deceased, corrupt souls. She claims their meeting was fate. She, the alpha female, was to seek out and mate and start her own pack. Helen has met so many men but none seemed to make her heart flutter. That was until she bumped into a man on her way to the supermarket one day. She said his face was perfectly handsome and it was one she couldn't get out of her mind. She spent months, no nearly a year trying to track him down again. And, when she did, she just kissed him. She cared not if he was taken, gay, etc. She just had to have him. Much to her luck, he was a bachelor and couldn't stop thinking about her either. They went on one whole date and decided they need not go on any more. That weekend, they were wed and have loved each other ever since. She claims it was true love. And, despite not wanting to aid it, he said it was too. From that day forward, she ruled at his hip. He, Devin, the guardian of the underworld, was proud to have such a woman at his side. The two would never fight and he always sought out her wisdom and blessings.

It was this flirty love that Aleu was raised with. She spent most of her life ogling over her parent's perfect romance. They were always together, always holding hands. Always so passionately in love. They flirted constantly and loved deeply. It was the kind of romance she sought and, at a young age, decided she would start flirting with all the boys with the hopes of finding her one true soulmate.

However, Aleu's search wasn't quite so easy. In fact, she kept finding herself sad. Even the tenderest of kisses didn't make her heart flutter or skip a beat. Fearful that she would miss out on the greatest love ever, she asked her parents if she could go on a journey. She wanted to set out and see the world. Meet other men and learn where she belonged. They, of course, agreed and wished her well.

So, at 12, she took off to find her own destiny. She ventured to many worlds and found many interesting people, but none really stuck with her. That was until she accidentally landed on the Valsozn planet of Iitua.

She had no idea where she was for she had never seen a planet so beautiful. The lake she stood chest-deep in had silver-blue water and she could see her toes. Wiggling them, she smirked. When she brought her head back up, her azure orbs were met with a taunting pair of red eyes. Cheeks flushing, her hands moved over her nude form (she had yet to master shadowing-hopping with her clothes intact; not to mention she had hardly started to transform from girl to woman). Only, she wasn't sure why she blushed. She had been nude time and time again, feeling no shame from it for such shame didn't exist in the world of Lypheion.

With her cheeks ablaze, Aleu jerked her eyes to the side. She felt as if she was on fire and knew not why. Slowly, she let her orbs fall back on those crimson eyes. This time they weren't... as cruel? No, they seemed... softer?

The next thing she knew, her hand cupped neatly around that cheek before her. And her lips, they dared to inch forward, but something within her froze. Body trembling, she felt unshed tears swell in her eyes. For once, she was scared because she didn't recognize this feeling that washed over her. This feeling that made her feel weak, feel faint.

Her body must have wavered as his smooth hands were on her hips. And instinctively, her hands wrapped around his (which is how she got her scar). Blush ever-spreading, her ears turned down and her tail fell limply behind her. I should run, she kept telling herself but she couldn't find the courage to leave. She had to stay. She had to know. What was her fate with this raven?

That's when it happened. Her heart fluttered when his hands stroked her black ears. He was so gentle, so sweet. He was the first boy to skip right over her nude form and seek out her wolf-ears. As they flicked forward, enjoying the good scratch, her tail began to wag. Naturally, he was drawn to it and found himself running his fingers through the soft, warm fur.

Then, a feeling of fear rose the hairs on the back of her neck. She sensed someone was coming. She knew she didn't belong her, she could sense it within her gut. Placing her hand on his, the tears rolled down her cheeks.

"I'm so sorry," she whispered between her heavy sighs. "I... I should go."

Pulling away, she called forth her shadows. As the darkness began to swirl around her, her body began to levitate. Any second now, she would vanish and likely never see that boy again. That thought alone ailed her.

Wrapped up in her misery, she completely missed the tug that would pull her form down from the portal. It wouldn't stop her from leaving, but it would buy the boy just enough time to....

Eyes flying open, the tears stopped as her lips curled neatly around his. Oh how she wanted to stay and kiss him longer, but the portal started to make her fade. As she vanished, he stepped back and made her a promise. One she would treasure and cherish for all eternity.

"Do not cry, Princess. No matter what happens, I will protect you."

Years passed and Aleu began to lose hope. How was she supposed to keep waiting. There was no proof he was coming and whenever she tried to teleport back to his world, she couldn't. She would later come to learn that the planet was destroyed. Brokenhearted, she decided it was time to move on and find a new love.

At 18, she was engaged to be married but ended up calling it off. Well, more like she ran away and never looked back. She cut all ties with her friends, past, and family. Deciding to begin anew, she traveled to a far away planet. In relatively no time, Aleu found herself surrounded by far too many men that she could easy come to love. Eventually, she picked Arvin to be her boyfriend. It was likely just a fling but it was worth it. It kept her heart racing and she loved the way his lips tasted.

As time ticked on, war soon crippled the planet and she knew what she needed to do to help. She was a natural born leader so she signed up to lead a small squad of warriors. to an outpost where she was supposed to rendezvous with someone by the name of Rroy. Her original squad, Arvin, Nieko, Melik, Fritz, and Varun, had already met up with Rroy. She was held back, having to aid on the western front. After a near-lose-turned-victory, she was allowed to regroup with her original squad. For the interim, she was given a new team of equally capable soldiers. Only... they weren't.

One by one, her squad was picked off. Left alone and still a good ways out, Aleu let her eyes dance over the bloody battlefield.

With a red dot aglow on her breast, Aleu's ears folded over. She knew this was the end.

"I forgive you," she whispered as a single tear rolled down her face. The bang of a gun being fired came next. Then came the silence.

Eternal silence.

Her brows knit together. Why was she still alive? That was a clean shot. Opening one eye, she spied a thin wall of ice before her. Lips pursed, a wrinkle formed above her brows.

"Ice?" For a second, she looked ugly as the face she made was one of slight disgust. How could their be ice?

"You're too quick to forgive, Princess."

The hairs on the back of her neck stood up. She had no need to swivel her head for that voice was familiar, so familiar.

"I promised I would protect you. I keep my promises."

Most would assume that from that moment on things went off without a hitch. Such was not the case. Rroy and Aleu had their ups and downs. Even had one hell of an ugly breakup, which Aleu made worse by getting back together with Arvin. After some bitter words and a bit of healing--mainly forgiving--the pair finally found themselves back in each others arms. It was actually the first time she had ever seen him cry. Believing in him, she agreed to taking him back up as a boyfriend.

Fast forward a few years and, well, now they are engaged. The dress has been made. The suit hangs patiently in the closet. And the date? It's been set. It's just a few months out before she officially becomes Mrs. Aleu Skytun. She's finally with the one she loves. As imperfect as he is, Aleu cannot be any happier as, to her, he's perfection.

"Aren't I just the cutest, little bishie you ever did meet?"

▬▬▬▬▬ MELIK TASEE • • • • •
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ as played by Xavi

❖ Sandman or Melik
❖ Valsozn terra, specifically sand
❖ Male
❖ Pansexual
❖ Currently single
❖ 26
❖ 5-6"
❖ Reddish-orange eyes with fleck of a sandy golden-brown color around the iris
❖ Rusty red/brown hair that's almost always messy

❖ APPEARANCE When it comes to looks, Melik steals the spotlight. He's the shortest of his friends and quite arguably the most adorable. He's almost always wearing a smile and he really loves to laugh. He talks with his hands and his eyes are always aglow with life. He's a very cheeky fellow with an expressive nature.

Speaking of expression, Melik has been known to wear quite the array when it comes to his wardrobe. He has no issues dressing in frills and lace. Or, to contrast that, fishnet and studs. His suits are always white in color with accents of either red, orange, or gold. If he's not going for the fancy look, he tends to stick with neutral or earthy tones like blacks, grays, hunter greens, or browns. His pants are... unusually bright. Red, orange, gold. He has a bright purple pair too.

Melik enjoys accessorizing too. Hat, scarf, tie, bracelet, belt, necklace, nail polish--he'll wear anything. He likes to keep his outfit fun and fresh. If he's wearing a black shirt with red pants, he'll probably have on a checkered scarf of white and black and a bracelet of white. He's known for being fashionable, sometimes being the go-to person within his group for attire help.

Can't forget his shoes. Melik has an obsession with Converse. He only wears Converse.

As Melik wears a layer of sand over his skin, his body has no scars. Any should-be scars just fall off when he molts his sand-skin (he does this about once a week, unless he's in an active war zone; then it's daily). Mark-wise, he has a small golden-orange tattoo in the shape of a horned lizard is located on the inside right wrist.

❖ SKILLS Melik is eccentric so it's only natural that his choice of weapons be just as odd as he. He mainly uses a whip. Yes, a whip. If it's not a whip, it's his sand, which he can turn into a whip. He also has a fan-blade and a chain-sword. One time he wielded a mighty toilet plunger in battle. Let's just say, the enemy didn't see that shit coming (ho ho ho, puns!). He's also a master of chi clocking, which causes prevents the user from using magical or super human abilities.

As previously stated, Melik controls sand. He can create whips or spikes that erupt from the ground. When shielding, he can create a literal wall or shield to block. He can also coat his skin with a thin layer of sand to serve as a final line of defense. And, when he wants to show the enemy up, he'll conjure up a sandstorm or, if he wants to be theatrical, a pirate ship that will crash into the enemy.

❖ WEAKNESS Perhaps the only element that causes Melik any issue is the element of wind. Water? He can mud-bend. Fire? He can control and manipulate glass. But wind? When his sand gets blow about, it becomes hard to control. The closer the same is together (like in mud or glass), the easier it is for him to use it. Dispersed sand requires concentration and a lot of sweat. Not to mention, it's hard to shield when it's so far apart.

Melik cannot create sand. He can merely manipulate it. This is a weakness, pending location, sand is not always present. He has no mastered his full element nor does he look to. Earth (as in rocks, metal, ground) isn't really his thing. He likes sand. It's coarse and small, something one often overlooks (just like him).

As the shortie is a Valsozn, he does have a kill-switch organ. His organ is located where one's gull bladder would be. It's roughly the same size too. Like many of the others, he can get sick.

❖ PERSONALITY A fun loving sweetheart. That's probably the quickest most direct way to describe him. He prefers cutesy over manly any day. He loves being coddled and snuggled with. He adores all forms of endearment. Gush and shower him with love, he'll soak all of it in. He loves the spotlight.

Odd as it may be, he's a fan of lizards and spiders (spiders because of Fritz). But when it comes to rats and large creepy crawlers, he's absolutely fearful. He also doesn't like ugly things and he cannot stand hairballs. They are 'icky grossy gross.'

Melik hates being alone, so he demands someone be with him at all times--even if it’s his stuffed kitty cat plushie (he calls her Kiki). He loves flowers and eating sweet stuff, but for the love of all that is good in the world, he cannot cook or bake to save his life. He's tried and he's nearly burned down a house. Or seven. Nonetheless, this cutie makes up for his lack of kitchen skills with his charming, innocent mind and large eyes.

Don’t mistake him for being a weakling though! While he isn't nearly as strong as Fritz, he does know all the weak points on a body so letting him get too close is a bad idea! Not to mention, Melik's absolutely brilliant, sometimes giving Rroy a run for his money.

Melik is also fiercely loyal. When his friends are in trouble he won’t back down. He would rather be dead then abandon those he cares about!

Lawful Good would probably suit him best.

❖ HISTORY Melik was born into a family of wealth and riches. The Tasee Valsozn had a monopoly on mining, namely coal and diamonds. It only made sense that they be one of the richer Valsozn names on the planet.

As such, Melik, an only child, was sent to the finest academies to learn. When he enrolled at 5, they were quick to note that he was accelerating at a rate faster than his peers. Bumping him up one level didn't seem to help though. He was still gobbling up the knowledge too fast. Still, they had never advanced a student two levels so he was forced to stay back.

Bored, Melik would often spend all his free time helping his best friend Fritz. Fritz was forced to advance with him, despite not being a genius. It was part of the arrangement. Whatever happened to Melik, had to happen to Fritz. This caused Fritz a lot of mental strain but Melik helped make everything all right.

Finally, at nine-years-old, Melik was allowed to jump ahead another level. The reason? Another student, one a year younger than Melik, had created a learning gap so large that they couldn't ignore it. Melik, being the prodigal child of the school, had to join that class to see if his wits could match those of the new student.

He, much to his displeasure, could not.

Melik had no interest in befriending the scary new kid either. Everything about him was far too scary. That matter was only made worse when he threatened to kill the class bully, Varun.

Time and time again, Varun would pick on the little kid but Fritz, far stronger than meets the eye, would step in and nullify any advances Varun attempted to make. So when the navy-haired boy was finally put in his place, Melik could let out a sigh of relief.

It wasn't minutes later that Fritz pleaded Melik befriend the odd boy. Melik hated the idea but soon came to see things as Fritz did. After all, he trusted Fritz with his life. If the cyan-eyed boy could see light within, then Melik could find it too. In time.

Meandering across the courtyard, he extended a hand to the raven. "I'm Melik," he flashed a grin. "Let's be friends."

Whatever doubt Melik had soon vanished when Nieko came bounding up to the duo. It took only seconds four the four to become the best of friends. Although Rroy claimed it all to be one-sided (where he didn't care) the others knew it not true. Rroy cherished their friendship and Melik purposely brought an extra lunch every day for Rroy. He knew the boy lived on a farm but he never seemed to remember to pack a lunch. Melik fixed that. He also persuaded his father to let him buy Rroy a new school uniform.

The two remained friends even past graduation. Melik swore he would follow Rroy wherever he went as he could not imagine having to work for someone lesser than he. He also asked that Fritz remain with him for he couldn't imagine living without his so-called shadow. Fritz, naturally, agreed to join and commented that if Melik hadn't joined Rroy, he was going to force the shortie to join eventually.

Of course, working for Rroy wasn't an easy task. Time and time again, Melik's morals were tested. Not out of hate or fear, but more so out of concern. Rroy wanted to make sure that Melik could fulfill his desire to bring about peace. To do that, Rroy made Melik face his demons and ultimately told Melik that if he wanted to grow and became a man who could bring about change, he would have to kill his mother.

It wasn't easy.

Later he would have to kill his girlfriend. It was hard to kill the woman he loved but he knew her loyalties laid elsewhere. If he had it his way, he would have just banished her but she was a magical being that could teleport anywhere. Banishment just wouldn't work.

Melik found it odd though. Two people he loved dearly. And yet, he found the strength--no the craze to kill them both. Why? Because Rroy deemed it necessary. It seemed the more time he spend with the raven, the more he learned the truth--that sometimes those closest to you hold the darkest of secrets.

Again, he vowed he would never leave Rroy's side. Having proved his loyalties over and over, Rroy never doubted the boy. He said he never had and apologized for agonizing him as such.

Still, despite the darkness he endured, Melik still seeks out the light. He still laughs and loves. But why? Why would he with such a tainted past?

"Melik," Rroy's voice was soft and rich, "don't ever change. You're the one good thing in my life."

"Eh?" Melik's brows furrowed. "What do you mean good? Fritz, Varun, Arvin, Nieko... they're all good."

"I'm not talking good in that regard." Rroy tapped Melik's heart before leaving his hand on the kid's chest. "I'm talking good within. You're the light to my darkness. Always smiling while I scowl. You can't change. You have to stay... happy."

And thus, Melik remained happy. He knew that, should he change, Rroy would change. Melik didn't want that. He needed Rroy to be strong, to lead. He needed Rroy help guide the world to peace--the peace he so desperately dreamed of.

With Fritz still at his side, Melik knew he could accomplish anything. He had people who believed in him and he had someone who could make his desire a reality. Now all he had to do was find someone worth saving. So when Aleu asked him to join her on her mission, he couldn't say no. Perhaps, finally, he could create peace for those who needed it most.

"A wind assassin has nothing to hide but himself.
Those who are able to not make a sound
are the ones that can survive against all odds.
Silence is a gift that not all are blessed with.
Those who have it, embrace it and those without it, miss it."

▬▬▬▬▬ FRITZ KENT GERMAIN • • • • •
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ as played by Xavi

❖ Araneae or Fritz
❖ Valsozn ventus (wind elemental)
❖ Male
❖ Asexual
❖ Single and not looking to mingle
❖ 25
❖ 6-6"
❖ Brilliant cyan orbs
❖ Dull, grizzled teal hair

❖ APPEARANCE Likely not something you'll see, Fritz has a large scar that runs from his right shoulder to his left lower rib. Only Melik and Rroy know about it for it came about during one of their missions. Rroy, who was protecting Melik, had his flank completely exposed. At the very last second, Fritz dove in to shield the raven, taking the full lash of the blade to his back. To this day, Rroy still feels guilty about it but Fritz honestly cannot be happier. He is the only member of their group to have a scar for saving Rroy's life.

Fritz also has a mark in the shape of a spider on his inside left wrist (it's about 1-inch long).

His attire is very seemingly unorthodox but a quick read on Germain lore and lineage explains that this attire matches the attire his ancestors wore. He wears form fitting kevlar-like skin-tight shirts. Atop the shirt is his shawl or cloak. The skin-tight shirt is usually a light, silvery color whereas the shawl is usually darker in color, either charcoal gray or black. He wears jika-tabi, heel-less boots, often black in color, and his pants are special trousers with double-ties that fasten at the ankles, knees, and waist. From his ankles to his knees, his legs are wrapped with a pale gray cloth. This same wrapping material is also used between his wrists and elbows. A material similar to his trousers is also cut in a 2-inch thick strip and is tied around his head. The long tails are constantly blowing in the wind to alert Fritz to the wind's true direction. It's easier to go with the wind, than to try and change it.

❖ SKILLS As a Valsozn ventus, Fritz is graced with the power of the wind. The wind can be both protective and destructive. He can create large wind-shields to repeal attacks or he can conjure up large torrents of wind to carry away an enemy. He's also been known to force people off their toes with a good gust of wind. And he can also do the opposite--pulling people to him by letting the wind guide them his way.

Much like the wind, Fritz can also vanish. It is often hard to see the wind so he has learned to meld and blend with it. It's not easy for patience is key. Thankfully, Fritz is probably the most patient and laid back man you'll ever met.

Naturally, he's also fast. He let's the wind carry his feet great distances at impeccable speeds.

And although it may seem misplaced, Fritz can also summon a large female spider by the name of Sylvia. He rarely does this for Sylvia isn't really a summon. It's more like he can teleport her to his location. Fritz will only call her forth when he is too weak to escape as Sylvia's strength is unrelated to his own. She is merely a mythological creature that appreciates his love of the wind.

Weapon-wise, he fights with a staff, a pole, or a pair of sai. Believe it or not, the three items are actually one and the same. The staff is created by sealing the sai to the pole and infusing it with wind magic.

❖ WEAKNESS Similar to humans, Fritz can get sick. Unlike humans, he can't die from his ailments. The only way to really kill him is to attack his unique Valsozn organ. His organ is located beside his brain and it is attached to his spine and brain. This organ is what allows him to go invisible as well as control the wind. Invisibility is of the mind whereas his ability to control his powers lays within his bones. Fritz needs to use caution with his actions for if he breaks his bones, he won't be able to use his wind. He won't die, but his wind abilities are limited severely. And should someone bewitch or intoxicate his mind, he's abilities to go invisible are no longer possible until the haze wears off.

❖ PERSONALITY Fritz is a quiet man who rarely speaks for he finds peace silence. However, when he does speak, it is usually something worth listening to. The man has been known to talk in riddles and rhymes. He does this not to be an ass, but rather to let people know that interpretation and understanding are key skills to have. As such, it takes some time to get used to him. It certainly doesn't help that he doesn't speak much on top of that so truly coming to terms with the man is no easy feat.

As Fritz warms up to people, his friends will learn that he is extremely soft spoken. He is also very sweet and enduring. Fritz enjoys the finer things in life and has no issues with children. In fact, he rather likes them for he enjoys their innocence. Tea parties and princess makeovers are probably his favorite activities. And, to go along with the theme, Fritz has a sweet tooth and an absolute love for desserts, especially sugar cookies and cakes!

For as tall as Fritz is, he is easily startled. Don't assume you can sneak up on him though. He's not startled in the sense of making him jump from his skin. No, Fritz' startling comes from actions or words. He often assumes man to be bad and women to be a tease. When such is not the case, he will apologize immediately and confess his misguided beliefs.

His fashion sense is a bit eccentric and out of style, but he’s not one to care about others opinions. He prefers to go where the wind takes him and due to this, he’s the most laid back guy you might ever meet. Really, little can rile him.

To go along with everything, Fritz is not the kind of man to fight. He will always look for the most peaceful ways to resolve a conflict. This is not to say he hasn't killed, for he has. It's just... well, Fritz is sick of bloodshed. Still, he knows that there are only two options--kill or be killed. If a peaceful solution can not be drafted, he will do what is necessary. More so when his friend's lives are on the line.

Thankfully, Fritz’s keen eye for detail often gets him (and his friends) out of trouble so it's very rare for him to go to the extremes to save or kill someone. Like his master, Melik, he too is learned in the art of ninjutsu. Since his elemental affinity is wind, Fritz has the unique ability to go invisible. He rather enjoys this because, much like his lack of conversation, it pulls him from one's attention. Honesty, he prefers to be hidden rather than seen. He's not a front-and-center kind of guy. That's Melik's thing.

Still, if you get him with his friends, Fritz's stoic, lackluster traits vanish. He absolutely adores his friends and will strike up a conversation with them without an issues. He's also full of random facts, which is useful for often his comments are foreshadowing something to come. Perhaps he’s got some future sight, but no one really knows if he actually does. Then again, he could just be damn lucky.

Oh, and a word of warning, he's been known to be very forward. He's... well, brutally honest at times.

Fritz also takes his Code* very seriously.

Fritz would likely fall into alignment with a Neutral Good role.

❖ HISTORY His past is rather simple. He serves his best friend, who he calls his master. The two have been friends since his birth. Germain's and Tasee's have been working together for several centuries. According the legend, the Tasee Clan (an earth-based Valsozn Clan) was traveling to a new land when an enemy clan assaulted them.

The Tasee put up a good fight against their attackers but with their numbers falling, annihilation was evident. Then, as if by miracle, the enemy started to drop like flies. Bewildered, the Tasee questioned what would cause such warriors to fall to their death without signs of weakness. Their questioning was answered when a small squad of shawl-wearing men appeared before them. The men looked weathered and tattered, as if they had traveled far behind expected.

"Why have you come to our aid?" The leader of the Tasee asked. A man from the squad stepped forward, his hair a grizzled blue color. "Simple," he stated, "we help those in need. You sought to negotiate peace with the enemy. They refused so took up a defense. Your attacks were calculated and precise, doing all you could not to bring harm to the enemy."

It was that lack of desire to kill that caused the wandering squad of wind Valsozn to partner with the Tasee earth clan. From that moment onward, the Germain swore to protect the Tasee for the Tasee were pure of heart and had a kind, loving soul.

Living up to his family's name, when Fritz turned 3 years of age, he devoted his life to the young Tasee, Melik. From there on out, Fritz acted as Melik's shadow. He was always there to catch the boy when he fell. He was always there to cast a smile on his face. He wiped away all the tears caused by bullies.

It was actually Fritz to urged Melik to befriend Rroy.

"My Master," the 8 year old Fritz looked firmly into Melik's eyes. "I sense peace within him."

"The kid with the creepy red eyes? Peace? Uh, earth to Fritz, he's scary." Melik's lip trembled but he too found himself drawn to Rroy. "Still, if you think he has peace within... we."

"There is also agony and suffering. He's alone. Scared. He needs a friend," Fritz bent to pat Melik on the head, "a friend like you. Someone who's a ray of light. But someone who isn't fragil and afraid to fight."

"Do you really think he'll share our vision, the future we desire? He threatened to kill Varun...."

"His methods are... chaotic. His intention, though, are pure of heart. If you agree, I would most appreciate aligning with him. He would make a great ally. I fear our fate should he end up as our foe."

After their little conservation, Melik bounded up to the raven with red orbs. A handshake sealed their friendship and Fritz, although ill-advised, dipped into a bow before Rroy.

"Although I serve Master Melik, I will do all I can to serve you as well. If Melik is not in any danger, use me as you will."

From that day on, Melik and Fritz were a part of Rroy's team. Occasionally, Fritz would be forced to disobey Rroy but he was always pardoned. Granted, this was rare for Rroy swore that he would protect Melik, thus allowing Fritz to act more freely. As such, Fritz has had the freedom to pursue his own goals and desires. He's an assassin for hire but he's, more or less, used for defending people rather than fighting them.

"Water makes sense to me. It's mysterious and ever-changing.
I can only hope that someone will say the same about me someday."

▬▬▬▬▬ VARUN O'SEALT • • • • •
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ as played by Xavi

❖ Deep Diver or Varun
❖ Valsozn lympha (water)
❖ Male
❖ Heterosexual
❖ Single
❖ 28
❖ 6-0"
❖ Deep sea green eyes
❖ Navy-Caribbean hair that glistens and glows like the ocean

❖ APPEARANCE Unlike the rest of his friends, Varun has long, flowing hair that, when not pulled back or up, goes past his shoulder blades. His hair is literally a sea of blue and looks flawless against his golden-tan skin. Even his eyebrows are that same navy-blue color, which means that's his natural color. He has narrower eyes than his friends, which can sometimes look cold or conceited. Varun is anything but cold, personality-wise. Conceited... well, that one's pretty accurate.

Regarding the rest of his features, Varun is toned to perfection. He's very buff and his face is just as square and rigid as he. His lips are about average--not too thin but not too thick. And his eyes? Ah, you could get lost in them. They too are a sea of swirling greens and blues. In a subtle line below his eyes are faint little freckles.

As Varun like to show off his arms (he's rather Thor-like in that regard), he is always sporting a sleeve-less shirt. Usually a turtle neck and navy blue in color. If he's not near the water, a pair of goggles will be looped around his neck. He's an avid surfer (explains the abs, likely) and always wanted to be prepared to splash into the water. Don't be fooled though! Those goggles are more for show than anything else. He doesn't need to use them to see clearly under water.

The pants he prefers are always cargo pants, usually a cream color or brown. For shoes, he's been known to flip between barefoot and brown, leather combat boots. He never wears a belt for he says that's silly to do with cargo pants. He does, however, wear an analog watch. He's the group medic, so to speak, and there are times where he needs to watch the second hand tick.

If he has to dress up, Varun will likely surprise. He looks absolutely dashing in his dark blue suit with a white oxford poking out from the neck and sleeves. He'll even comb his hair back!

Varun has a few scars on his right shoulder and then two lines on the fleshy side of his left elbow. The two on the inside of his elbow were from his birth. The five lines on the shoulder were from when he might have accidentally crossed the line with Aleu. And, if you look closely at his finger tips, you'll notice that there are small incisions on them. He worships his lord once a week and, per the ceremony of old, a small dot of blood needs to be placed on the forehead of the worshiper.

The blue haired man, like the rest of his comrades, has a mark. His is in the shape of an alligator and it's located on his right forearm.

❖ SKILLS Valsozn lympha are known for their ability to control and manipulate water. Such is the case with Varun, only he can take it a step further. The Skytun Clan, a clan of Water Elementals--not to be confused with Valsozn lympha, were famous for their water-based healing techniques. Although Rroy had no water abilities (elementals are born with the ability to use their element at birth), his father still trained him in the art of healing. Rroy learned the moves and the ancient tongue. Having no use for them, he trained Varun the Skytun secret technique. Much to his surprise, the lessons worked and Varun now has the ability to heal minor wounds and ailments.

But Varun's abilities don't stop there. No, he is immortal. Unlike all the other Valsozn, attacking his organ will not kill him. It will actually absorb the attack and act as if nothing happened.

He earned his immortality the day he pledged his eternal allegiance to Rroy. According the ancient text, Enlightened Valsozn are considered gods and have the ability to resurrect the dead. In Rroy's case, as he is known as the "Soup Reaper," so Varun hoped such ancient lore was indeed truthful.

The day the Arvin died truly struck Varun's core. With tears streaming down his face, he begged the Enlightened Valsozn to resurrect his friend. Such resurrections are considered a one time deal and to 'burn' it on a friend... well, it was without hesitation.

However, resurrection is not a free ordeal. To resurrect a soul, a soul must be offered to the Enlightened and eternal servitude to follow. This wasn't hard to Varun to accept for he always believed Rroy to be a god since the day he first froze his water.

Pledging his soul to the Enlightened Rroy, Rroy was able to return Arvin's departed soul back to its body. Of course, this eternal oath did not come without its consequences. His friends do not always tell him everything for they know he will relay any and all information to Rroy. However, due to this impressive pact, Rroy can trust Varun with all his deepest and darkest secrets. Moreover, Varun has a hard time understanding limitations and weaknesses. As he is immortal, he does not have to worry about dying or losing. He can just get right back up and fight again.

Also, there is a rumor those who worship an Enlightened lose a part of their personality. When the pact is finished, the soul is removed. There are claims that this leaves an individual feelings... empty. Perhaps a bit dry at times. And maybe slow to understand. But that's beside the point.

As Varun has no fear of death, he likes his up-close combat. He uses a large, two-handed battle axe. He also has some smaller hatchets on his person, just in case he needs to do some ranged assaults.

❖ WEAKNESS Varun has no weakness. He's immune to illnesses and ailments, nor can he die until the one he worships dies. The day Rroy dies will be the day Varun dies.

Perhaps Varun's greatest weakness is that he has too much time and he doesn't use it wisely. He's not lazy but he's not actively trying to save the world. He is 100% a follower and will not do anything unless instructed. As such, he can appear shallow and useless.

❖ PERSONALITY Despite what's listed above, Varun is not a dull man, especially when it comes to the romance department. If anything, it appears that Lady Lust has graced him with the secrest of charm. Every woman he mets, he treats like a princess. He'll shower her with love and make her feel like the only girl in the world. It's just how he is.

However, the second she shows independence or doesn't need his help... well, he'll bounce. Varun wants to serve and protect someone. It's really all he knows. Some claim it's the curse of being sworn to Rroy. Varun? He thinks it's great. It means he's a knightly prince--or at least that's what he tells himself.

Due to his protective nature, Varun is almost always the one on defense. This comes from the fact that he's not super strong with offensive attacks. But defensive stuff? He's a pro, just like Melik.

Moreover, taking the defensive role up allows him spend time on the field healing his friends. If he had to worry about the attack, he wouldn't have a chance to watch everyone's backs. He enjoys this because it makes him feel important. Not to mention, you don't need to be super smart to heal or defend people. Attacking someone and winning requires brains. Varun, well he has them, but he's by no means the smartest on the field. Rank wise, it would likely go Varun-Nieko-Arvin-Fritz-Melik-Rroy, with Rroy being the genius.

Varun is a big softy too. He might be all big and buff, but underneath it all he's just a big teddy bear. It goes right back to him being a sweetheart to his woman.

With regard to the alignment system, Varun would fall True Neutral. His actions are dictated by Rroy but do not necessarily define who he is.

❖ HISTORY Varun was born with two older brothers who would constantly pick on him. They achieved their powers at 5 and did everything they could to get under Varun's skin. So, naturally, when he was enrolled at the academy, he took it upon himself to be the top dog--the hot shot. Sure, he couldn't use his powers but he was bigger (wider, thicker but not fat) than most of the other kids. In no time at all, he was one of the most feared kids in his grade. And things got worse when he finally turned 10 and unlocked his powers.

For a solid year, Varun would wreck havoc on his peers. There were two in particular that he enjoyed tormenting the most--Nieko and Arvin, the loner oddballs of the group.

Immediately after getting put into his place by Rroy, the blue haired boy had a complete change of heart. His brothers continued to bully him at home but at school? Why, Varun became the nicest kid of them all. He really sought to make a change to repent for all his wrong doings. He even went so far as to isolate himself and take specialized clinical classes. He no longer wanted to hurt people, but rather help them.

One day, when he was walking to the nurse's station (where he studied medicine and the related practices), his eyes caught something strange--a pair of crutches laid haphazardly across the bridge.

A grand river ran alongside the school's grounds. It was how the school got its energy--from a giant turbine. It boasted being a clean-energy school so it harnessed the energy from the water to light the building. Everyone knew to avoid the stream for if you slipped and fell into it, you would definitely drown or be crushed to death.

It was then that Varun realized just what he was looking at. He had seen those strange lime green colors before--so bright and unnatural.

Instantly, he screamed out. He knew the odds of someone being there were slim so he took it upon himself to help the fallen student.

He knew where the fall had started--right on the bridge. It always slick in the morning and the dew didn't help. One misstep and you could fall into the river. The bridge was far from sturdy so even the slightest of weight against the railings would cripple it.

He was no master of controlling water, but he knew he had to try. If he could just hold the body at bay and keep it from the mill, then perhaps someone would come to his aid.

Varun had begun to lose count of the minutes that passed. It seemed as if no one would come to his aid and his body was growing fatigued. He knew he couldn't keep this up much longer but he had to try. Arvin needed his help and he would be damned to let him die on his watch!

"Keep holding him," a voice barked from the side. Varun didn't have a chance to catch the owner of the voice for the next thing he knew, someone was diving into the water.

"Fritz," another voice called out, "can you create an air pocket around his mouth. Best we keep him from swallowing any more." Melik took a stance beside Varun. "Let's see if we can jam this damn thing," he said curtly.

More minutes passed and soon a crowd had grown. The teachers and faculty, not able to interfere for it went against the school's policies, just watched as Varun held the body in place and Melik created a muddy dam. Fritz's brows were slick with perspiration as he tried to keep a steady airflow for the fallen man.

Then, finally, everything seemed to stop. The body that dove into the water finally tugged the unconscious Arvin to the water's edge. Not giving it a second thought, the rescuer, Rroy, began to pump the water from the other's body.

His head shook after several failed attempts. His brows furrowed before that red gaze fell on Varun. "You control water. Pull it out of him."

"I don't know how to do--"

"WELL THEN LEARN!" Rroy's hands were wrapped around Varun's neck, forcefully shoving him toward the body.

It wasn't easy but after a few meek attempts, Varun was able to pull the water from Arvin's chest. Casting it to the side, Varun watched with wide eyes as the body jerked to life in a coughing fit.

Ever since that day, Varun and Arvin were inseparable. They did everything together and became the best of friends. Bit by bit, Varun learned how to cure Arvin of his terminal illness thanks to Rroy's family secrets. Although not 100% treated, Arvin's flare ups became almost nonexistent.

The two joined Rroy's crew and decided they would never leave. This only become solidified when Arvin did the unthinkable for Varun.

The gang was on an espionage mission when things went sideways. They were forced to retreat and on the way out, Varun ended up getting captured. The others had already reached the evac spot so it made no sense to leave and risk capture. Arvin, however, wasn't too far away and turned around to help free his friend.

He did succeed and all looked to be okay. As they made a break for it, Arvin must have felt something in the pit of his stomach for the next thing Varun knew, the green-haired man was diving in front of him.

Blood. There was a lot of it.

What happened next, Varun cannot remember. What he does remember is picking up Arvin's lifeless corpse and running to Rroy with it. He had read than an Enlightened Valsozn had the power to bring back someone. Willing Rroy his soul and eternal servitude, he pleaded that Rroy bring back their friend.

Ever since, Varun has found himself semi-isolated. His friends still adored him but their level of trust wasn't as it used to be. To be sworn to Rroy meant Varun had to tell Rroy everything he learned. Secrets and gossip no longer crossed his ears.

He also took up the unfortunate position of being Rroy's literal punching bag. To revive Arvin, Varun gave up his mortality. He was cursed with eternal life. Although some would argue it awesome, Varun hated knowing that he could never die. Any attempt to save a life was just... well, it wasn't heroic. How could it be? He couldn't die.

Although the isolation is just in his mind, Varun misses the mortal life. His lack of fear for death is what he said makes him boring. He can't understand the fear. He doesn't know what it's like to see life flash before his eyes.

Still, he lives on. He made a promise that he would heal and defend until Rroy's dying breath (when Rroy dies, he dies). As such, he serves as the group's medic. He also does a fine job as the initiator. He doesn't have to worry about death so why not jump head first into the known?

"The fire within burns the brightest in the darkest of hours"

▬▬▬▬▬ NIEKO COLTE • • • • •
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ as played by Xavi

❖ Blackhawk or Nieko
❖ Valsozn ignis (in layman's terms, fire elemental)
❖ Male
❖ Bisexual
❖ Currently single
❖ 31
❖ 6-1.5"
❖ Vivid emerald orbs with gold fleck near the iris
❖ Rich chocolaty brown hair that, if caught right in the light, can almost look blackish-green

❖ APPEARANCE Perhaps Nieko's most noteworthy physical feature is his 1/2-inch thick tattoo: Upon first meeting Rroy, Nieko always knew he wanted to serve the young Skytun child. As such, when he came of age, he tattooed his face to show eternal servitude to the man. A Colte always serves another, often choosing between one of three clans. Nieko? Well, he decided to do the opposite and, after much research, learned he could serve another clan, a fourth clan not as well known. To serve this specific clan, he would need to tattoo his face with a large black bar that runs from earlobe to earlobe and over the nose. This tattoo symbolizes the void in his culture and grants him the opportunity to serve the not-so-well-known Skytun family.

Mark aside, Nieko also has two silver cuffs on his right, elfish-looking ear. The man also has a hawk tattoo (about 3-inches wide) on his left peck. He has no other noteworthy or noticeable scars or markings.

Nieko's form is rather lithe. At times, he can be mistaken as a female. His body seems to have slight curves, giving people the idea that he might be female. However, when viewing him from the front, you can tell he's a male. Kinda. His flesh is a nice creamy color and his cheeks are often a lovely shade of rose. The male has thick near-black eyelashes that actually make him look like he's wearing eyeliner. His eyebrows are also neat and tidy--not by choice; he was merely gifted with slender, perfect eyebrows. His lips, full and kissable, tend to look like they have a nice, pale pink gloss to them.

The Valsozn often wears the color black as, by trait, he practices ninjutsu. He's well-practiced in the art of silent assassinations so his attire is often tight yet lose enough to allow his body to manipulate itself to squeeze into impossible places. He often walks and runs on his tiptoes, giving him a silent step.

Another signature mark of Nieko's is his beloved black to green to gold scarf. The edges are designed to look like flames, eluding to the fact that he might have an obsession for fire.

Scent-wise, Nieko often smells of sandalwood, salt, and vetiver. There are faint traces of ash and charcoal in his aroma too.

❖ SKILLS Regarding abilities, Nieko is a spit-fire. Meaning, he has a breath of fire. His fire does not have to come from his throat though. No, if necessary, Nieko can conjure it up in the palm of his hand and wield it that way. He can also force it out the bottom of his feet, using it like a cushion if he suffers from a long fall.

Aside from fire-bending, Nieko also as the unique ability to shape-shift into a hawk, or phoenix. This ability stems from his mother who was an Animorphus aves: A crossbreed between a Hume and a bird. His father, also a Valsozn ignis, is the one that taught Nieko's master, Rroy, all about ninjutsu, of which Rroy eventually trained Nieko in.

Nieko is a master of the dual-swords, having no use nor need for a shield. His dual-swords are a charred black color with red-orange hilts. If desired, Nieko can force his fiery powers up the hilt and onto the blade. This technique, apparently rare, is known as the Dance of the Dragons. Aside from his dual-swords, Nieko also packs a few cherry bombs, flash bangs, and throwing knives and stars. In the past, he has trained with sai and hooked swords.

❖ WEAKNESS As expected, Nieko's natural weakness is water. This is not, however, mean that he has a fear for water. In fact, Nieko quite enjoys the water and spending time at the beach. His limitations come into play when he's in the water. He simply cannot hold his breath for long periods of time while underwater. More so, he cannot play in the water for longer. If he stays in the liquid for too long, his lungs become congested, thus leading to pneumonia.

Moreover, humid environments cause complications with his breathing. If he's to be exposed to a moisture atmosphere for prolonged periods of time, he needs to wear a mask or breathing apparatus. Much like swimming in the water, exposure to high amounts of water can cause his lungs to fill with water. Odd as it may sound, he could drown without being in water. As such, Nieko prefers arid places as they do not pose any health risks.

As Nieko is a Valsozn, his body has a unique kill-switch organ. If the organ is punctured, Nieko will die. To date, there is no way of restoring a damaged organ. Nieko's precious organ is located between his lungs. It's a tear-drop shaped organ that connects to his respiratory system. This is the organ that gives him his fiery abilities. It's location, though hidden beneath other main organs, isn't in a safe spot--for most people will instinctively go for the heart or lungs when trying to best a foe. This is one of the reasons Nieko wears his scarf at all times--yes, even when sleeping. The scarf serves as an extra layer of protection, should someone try to snipe his heart out.

❖ PERSONALITY When it comes to personality, Nieko is not at all what you would expect. Although a trained assassin, Nieko isn't known for being cold or even standoffish. In fact, Nieko is a people-person and enjoys the company of others. The brunette is rather cheeky and easy to get along with. He's known for being kind and enduring, almost motherly in a sense. His empathy levels are off the chats, especially for a male. Furthermore, he has no shame when it comes to crying before others. If something is truly sorrowful, he won't hold back his tears. In all honesty, he thinks the comments about men not crying is bogus. To him, a real man trusts his feelings and doesn't hide them.

Aside from being caring, Nieko is also old-fashioned. He doesn't believe in "testing out a mate." If you're interested, you go through the long process of courting. This doesn't mean he'll hold back kisses though! Nieko is all for showing affection through kisses. It simply means he wouldn't jump into someone's pants the second they sleep together. No, he's more controlled than that and, as such, holds himself at high regard.

Nieko is also the kind of man to go the extra mile for his friends. Even if it's an inconvenience for him, Nieko will put aside his own needs to aid his friends, especially Rroy. There isn't anything Nieko wouldn't do for Rroy. Well, maybe a few things as he has been known to contradict Rroy's expectations. Nieko does this because he wants to remind Rroy that, sometimes he's wrong. Nieko's defiance usually lands him in trouble but, with the batting of his lashes and a sad puppy dog face, Rroy's quick to forgive him.

When it comes to religion, Nieko practices none. He believes in himself above all else. He often comments that the fire within him is what guides him on his path. And that, no matter how dark his actions may seem, that they are somehow justifiable. To him, murder isn't always a bad thing. Sometimes it's a way of cleaning up the darkness; preventing it from consuming and ailing others.

If given a mortality alignment, Nieko would be undoubtedly Lawful Good.

❖ HISTORY Raised on the male-only Valsozn planet of Iitua, Nieko began his youth like all others of the planet. He attended the esteemed Iitua Academy, an academy that tried to place students in their classes and lectures based on skill more so than age. However, to keep the classes balanced, a rule was put in place--only a small, exceptional group of students could be placed in a grade level higher than their age.

Although smart, Nieko wasn't quite so lucky. In fact, he was actually bumped down a few grades. This wasn't done as an insult. It was per special request of his father, who wished to train him in the ways of ninjutsu prior to his education. As such, Nieko was held back for two years, to help him hone his meditation abilities. From the ages of 3 to 7, Nieko would sit in silence beside his father, learning the ways of the Colte. Although he hated the isolation, Nieko treasured the time he spent with his father. This would later amplify when, at the age of 7, his father vanished without warning from his life and he would never see the man again.

Having no on-planet mother, for women were not allowed in Iitua, Nieko spent the summer wandering the streets alone. Then, one day, a man by the man of Da'an Mydrim happened upon the lost and lonely boy. Unable to allow the child to wander and live alone, Da'an took him in. Unbeknownst to Nieko, Da'an was a teacher at the Iitua Academy. Adopting Nieko as his own, Da'an enrolled the brunette in the finest academy on the planet.

Nieko began his classes at 7 years of age, whereas the others in his class were only 5 or 6. He thought nothing of it for this was the first time he had any real interaction with children his age. In fact, Nieko enjoyed it and often found that the others tended to come to him when they needed help tying or fixing things.

Too bad that all changed when a new kid by the name of Varun joined the class. The six year old managed to turn all the kids against Nieko, ostracizing him to the point of isolation. Learning to adore the isolation, Nieko trained hard and learned fast, hoping that he might be able to advance a few levels to escape the bully Varun.

Such was not the case though. In fact, it was quite the opposite. Day after day, he was tormented by Varun and his thugs. There was little the academy could do about it either for Iitau was all about producing the finest of men--both brilliance and strength wise.

Nieko's luck didn't start to turn around until the age of 14. The class dynamics had changed some but, for the most part, Nieko was still tormented and picked on by other kids. If only those kids knew that Nieko's soon-to-be best friend would bring about a change no one saw coming....

On his walk home one day, Nieko decided to take the longer, more scenic route back home. This route brought him past a large farm, one he often enjoyed buying vegetables at. While sauntering past it, his eyes glazed over a figure working in the fields. Based on the size and stature, Nieko instantly realized it was a child.

Having no respect for private property, he bounded over the fence and immediately found himself face to face with a black haired boy with taunting, soulless red orbs. His name was Rroy.

"What's your name?" Nieko asked.

"Skytun, Rroy Skytun" the kid replied.

"Well don't you worry, Rroy. You and I will be the bestest of friends."

"Tch, I don't need fri--"

Compelled by compassion, Nieko embraced the raven. And, despite the death glare he received, Nieko found it enduring, firmly believing that Rroy and he would become lifelong friends.

After their first encounter, Nieko wasted no time in getting the boy enrolled at his school. Although 6-years younger than he, Nieko was able to convince the academy to let the boy join his class. Besides, it's not like Rroy would be the only 8 year old in the 12 through 14 years of age class.

Although Rroy ignored everyone for the most part, the raven did pay special attention to Nieko. It was one day while they were in the courtyard that all were made aware of the fact that this Rroy-Nieko bond was a force not to be reckoned with.

Varun, deciding he needed to put Nieko back in his spineless place, started throwing stones at the lithe boy. Stone after stone didn't seem to break Nieko but the taunting, hurtful names slowly chipped away at his core. Unable to bear it anymore, the tears spilled over and he found himself begging for death. There was only so much bullying a boy could take. Besides, it wasn't like anyone was going to miss him. He was an orphaned boy without and real friends.

As Varun moved in for the kill--Iitua Academy does not condone killing; it states that if a boy is killed, it is because he is not fit to wear the Valsozn name--Nieko quivered his lip. He knew this was the end for him. Sure, he had mastered his breath of fire, but he was no match for the boy of water. Sorrow in his eyes, he bowed his head and held his breath. Any minute now, water would cascade over him, sucking away the life he had.

Only, no such thing happened.

Confused, Nieko found the courage to let his eyes seek out his attacker. There, before him, stood an awe-struck Varun. His jaw was completely ajar and jutting from his hands was not the water he controlled but rather... ice?

Hiking up a brow, Nieko shuffled away. Why... why was there ice? Panic, much like the panic in Varun's eyes, caused him to gleam over every student in the courtyard. No one. No one fit the bill. And then, as his eyes shifted behind him, a chill ran down Nieko's spine. His heart skipped a beat and a cold sweat clung to his face. Clammy and fearful, his orbs locked with that soulless red set.

"R-r-rroy?"

Based on his position alone, it was plain as day that Rroy was the master of this battle. His hand, clenched and taut, controlled the ice that froze Varun's fatal attack. A small smirk pulled on his lips. The wind danced in his hair, casting black shadows across his already satanic features.

"Lay a hand on him and I will kill you."

From that day on, Nieko never had to worry about bullying. In fact, Varun apologized to him, asking if they could be friends. Nieko, not being the type to hold grudges, willingly said yes. He also befriended a few other students that year--Arvin, Melik, and Fritz. The six of them would become an unstoppable force and, perhaps, the most powerful set of Valsozn to graduate from the academy in quite some time.

Never forgetting what Rroy had done for him, on his 16th birthday, the Day of Commitment, Nieko branded himself with the Mark of the Skytun. Rroy never asked for it, but Nieko didn't care. Henceforth he would, and shall forever be, a servant to the young Skytun. He would be not only a friendly, but also a tool who would fight fiercely beside him.

In the years that came, Nieko would prove his loyalty time and time again. The bond between Colte and Skytun became a powerful one. They learned to speak without speaking. Their friendship deepened and, at one point, almost became something romantic. However, upon conversation, the two decided their relationship was best as a platonic one. Still, that didn't stop them from casually flirting from time to time.

To this day, the two of them are still best friends. Nieko has truly taken on the title of Rroy's right hand man and he could not be happier. Rroy completed his ninjutsu training and give Nieko purpose. Whatever vision Rroy had, Nieko had it too. Although the means of achieving it varied from time to time, Nieko always did whatever was requested of him. And right now, that request is to kill those who murdered his fiancée.

". . ."

▬▬▬▬▬ U N K N O W N • • • • •
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ as played by Xavi

❖ Unknown species
❖ Androgynous; though often called 'he'
❖ Looks to be over 6-feet tall but it's hard to gauge
❖ Pale icy-white eyes
❖ Brilliant snow-colored hair

❖ APPEARANCE Wears a white robe with black trims beneath it. Wears black boots and black gloves. There's a white mask around his eyes that hides his cheekbones. It's very elegant and sees to shimmer like the moon. A hood tends to hide his face but a pair of white eyes can be seen beneath the hood from time to time. When the hood does fall off, a mess of white hair seems to shimmer like the moon. Possibly an escaped experiment? The numbers 99900 can be seen on a button he wears. Though he doesn't appear to have an superhuman strengths, save for his insane swordsmanship. But is that really something one would get enhanced at the facility?

❖ SKILLS Skilled swordsman. Appears out of nowhere and vanishes just the same.

❖ WEAKNESS Doesn't appear to have one.

❖ PERSONALITY This individual does not talk. He merely appears, does his job, then leaves. Not even sure if he's real or just a ghost....