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Elinor Rae Verity
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Elinor Rae Verity is her given name
and at 25 years of age
she is a woman of power
with no relations to tether her
she knows not of her true origin or birthday
but her title as The Channeller is spoken with
fear and respect, envy and hate
now that the land she once called home
has been left behind, she is a mere fugitive
that prefers to be called Saira
seeking freedom, she may go far,
but her heart remains on the path of
neutral good
tutors have taught her many a thing
of worlds and their residents,
and later on she has mastered
swordplay and archery
her true gift lays one's thoughts
bare in front of her eyes
without need of consent
the mind and will of others
is for hers to mold and shape
to fit her own with simplest touch
and hence, one may find their only wish
to serve her eternally
°Appearance°
Ashen blonde, sun bleaching her hair to almost completely white
Eyes a mix of green and gold
Lightly tanned skin, with freckles scattered across her nose and cheekbones
Scars littered over her body, the one over her left cheek starting under eye being most notable
Stands at 5'6" in height with slim, but well muscled body
Never parts with the pendant in shape of silver claw clasping oval gem similar to dark pearl with sheen in all colors of rainbow similar to oil, although she rarely wears it around her neck
Elinor is a woman of many contradictions, although she would deny this with her last breath. She is sharp, whereas she's been taught to be soft and gentle. She says she knows what she wants, but plenty of times she feels lost and unsure. She likes to think that her walls are so high up nothing gets to her anymore, but suffering of innocent souls still tear a hole in her heart. She has mastered the role of confident, even brash lass while there are far too many anxieties and self-esteem issues that have taken root in her mind. She acts rashly and on impulses, but when given time, tends to over-think both things she has to do and things she already has. And that is only tip of the iceberg.
Despite all the storms that rage underneath the surface, she is tough and it would be grave mistake to assume otherwise. Not one to simply back off or surrender when she has her mind set, Rae is formidable opponent, armed not only with physical and mental strength, but also good deal of cunning. She won't shy away from blackmailing or threatening someone, although common folk are usually spared such treatment, unless she knows of some crimes they have commited. However, even after years of practice and strong belief that each lie is spoken to protect herself or someone else (or both), this woman still has issues with lying outright. Half-truths, distractions and deflecting questions are her preferred methods.
Trust is something that doesn't come easy for her. In fact, she can't recall anyone that she may have trusted and cared for that hasn't betrayed her somehow. At least not in her old life. And in this new one, it's safer for everyone if she remains detached, never staying anywhere for long enough to care. Or so Elinor, Saira, tells herself. And there's truth in that, after all, she is on the run and may be for rest of her life. But there's certain honor to her although she strongly insists it's simply logic so not to appear soft-hearted. She always repays her debts (she doesn't need any more people trying to track her down) and doesn't let an innocent suffer because of her (someone may seek vengeance and then previous reason applies). Unfortunately for others, she is not above small betrayals if they are not permanent bodily damage or death inducing.
Rae is well read and educated, knowing multiple languages, geography, history and wide array of other subjects. In fact, her education is fit for a princess and books were her only entertaining company for too large part of her life. She hasn't lost her love for learning and knowledge now as well, being naturally rather curious creature. She appreciates finer things in life, but doesn't make it her goal to have them. Possessions chain one down, become a gilded cage. And this woman values freedom above all else although she is still seeking a way to be truly free.
Although she's been trained to be proper lady and you can see it in the way she carries herself, never really merging with the crowd of commons with hunched back and downcast gazes, she is far too sharp to truly be called one in day to day life. She doesn't like to socialize casually and her silence or snarky remarks push most people away. She scowls and glares more than she smiles. Rae barters like an old haggler, can be mean and if she isn't, you should watch out if she isn't attempting to steal something off of you. Reason for her attitude is simple - not only she doesn't trust people, she doesn't really like most of them. Being able to hear what others think quickly loses its novelty if all you find is greed, envy, lies and so forth. But she can and will appreciate the few honest souls she meets and if she ever came to admit she cared for someone, she'd be fiercely loyal and protective.
Saira can be rather temperamental, as mentioned she often acts on impulses. She doesn't mean to live by 'do first, think later', but ends up doing that more often than she'd like. Part of her likes the thrill, the rush of adrenaline that follows such a mistake, though. People (what they think just as much as what they actually say) also get under her skin rather easily, although that's something she has learned to hide quite well. Although she doesn't particularly like her gift, she enjoys the fact she can know so much about those around her and therefor plan three steps ahead or at least act accordingly when her rash nature gets the best of her once again, while they know nothing about her.
°Powers°
Her title as The Channeller is apt, for her powers work like a channel of sorts for thoughts and will.
It works both ways and distinctively different if she is the receiver or sender.
Towards her flow flashes of what other people think and feel in that moment. Uncontrolled, this works on large scale and she receives these brightest flashes from all people surrounding her which can be rather overwhelming. Most of the time, it's only voices, but at times there might be images as well. On top of that, it's hard for Eliron to discern at times what it may be actual intentions and what is a simple wish. When focusing on one person, she is able to widen this channel, even pick what sort of information she wants to learn and force it to flow her way from her 'victim'.
But when it is another person on receiving end of this channel, she can overpower their will and mind with her own. Depending how much force she puts into it, it may work as mild hypnosis, a Jedi mind trick if you will, causing the receiver perform a simple action and forget about it after. But on much larger scale, she is able to tear down and replace certain parts of person, making them fully and irrevocably devoted to her. It may go to the point they lose their will and personality as a whole, although it is considered bad practice as the Channeled loses most of ability to act without The Channeller to command him or her. (She is not the first Channeller that world has seen, but currently is only known one.)
In either cases, if the person is aware of what is happening and is against it or generally has strong willpower, the harder it is for her to perform her task beyond the simple receiving of glimpses. Anything beyond this also requires some kind of contact, best if it is physical, but eye contact might serve on some level as well. And while her powers seem vast and dangerous, Eliron is incapable to access most of it nor she knows the full extent of her abilities. For years, she has locked biggest part of her gift in the gem of her pendant and instead of training her magic, she spends time each morning meditating to suppress it. She is tired of the constant 'noise' present in her mind.
Beyond receiving some of the more intense transmissions, she is able to influence a single mind for short period of time (the aforementioned Jedi trick) right now, but that's about it.
°Weapon Skills°
She might be no match for master marksman or knight, but she is above decent with both weapons, especially swords. She has large one that needs to be wielded with both hands and smaller, curved one. And, of course, the dagger in her boot. Rae usually uses bow only for hunting, not fighting, but may opt for that if the situation calls for it. Besides this, she is also good at simply fighting with no designed weapon.
Jahan Faridoon Najafi
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Known to few as Jahan Faridoon Najafi
and to many as the The Desert Wind, The Great Magus and The Dragon of Sands,
he is con man of many talents.
In his home - colorful magician's wagon -
he has seen much of the world and will see much more,
until he finds what he is looking for - land void of magic.
For not only he cannot cast a single spell,
but the sphere 'round his body cancels out any and all magic
which has been both a gift and a curse in 28 years of his life.
°Appearance°
Dark chocolate brown hair with few lighter strands, soft and slightly wavy, often in messy mop
Bright, light blue eyes
Tanned skin with various small birthmarks
Has many tattoos, most visible one being across his face like a mask with line running down his left cheek
Multiple scars all over his body, but most are on his back, hidden by large symbol tattoo
Stands at 6'1", lean and very well toned body
Has multiple outfits, some very flashy for his shows, most have Middle Eastern feel to them
Incredibly flexible, like an acrobat, and has great speed and reflexes, able to dislocate his joints easily to escape from cuffs and so forth
Who Jahan is and who he seems to be are two quite different things. But some aspects remain the same, even if the motivations behind them change. He is a liar, cheat, con man and thief. He doesn't seek to take another's life, however. And he enjoys bringing smile to child's or someone he cares for lips as much as he enjoys lifting 'extra' weight from deep pockets. Still, that alone doesn't make him a good man and all jokes or cons aside, he never claims to be such.
Jokes and wisecracks in general are a huge part of who he is. Grin or smirk seems to be quite permanently stuck on his face and it is immensely rare sight to see him in sour mood. Outside his magician act, he teases people a lot and, quite honestly, annoys them to no end. Jahan is also a big flirt in most cases, even though he is hardly ever serious. But he has had plenty of flings in many cities he has went through, many of them have been ladies of high status that have found their riches depleted after his departure.
Despite that, he isn't exactly greedy and he tends to give easily, especially to orphans. His life style isn't exactly luxurious either, although a part of it goes into maintaining his magician image and taking good care of his horses. But he does love comfort and beautiful things and there's little reason to doubt he has his own stash of treasure somewhere. Jahan isn't man to live without backup plan, even though it may seriously seem so from time to time.
He is also a survivor, using his attitude as his mental armor (although it often brings him more danger than safety physically). And despite the wide smile and arrogance, there is certain, and perhaps great, dose of self-loathing underneath. A kind of inability to deal with who he is. It roots in his childhood and youth which is something he never really discusses or even mentions. Instead of showing it, Jahan seems to relish acting like a daredevil and how he tricks people without an ounce of magic.
When Jahan cares about something, be it topic or person, he is quite passionate about it. Usually, he takes shine on people fast or they're just marks for him (sometimes, it's a mix of both). He seems to have some kind of chaotic code of honor, but it is very hard to keep track of the ways he twists it for sake of situation. He is a con man after all! Still, if anyone has the chance to get to know him, be by his side for extended period of time, then they will find out he is rather possessive and protective, perhaps to the point of being ready to lay down his life for those that truly have taken place in his heart. He may resist this happening, however, secretly not believing anything truly good can last, especially for him.
Although he is cocky, he is not dumb and eagerly learns more about the world and each land he visits. Among many strange items in his wagon there are countless books in various sizes as proof of his interest. He is also good at reading people. After all, these are things he bases his magician act on.
°Glimpse in the Past°
As mentioned, he doesn't talk much of his past. At most, he mentions that he was born in a land where everything depended on magic and he simply didn't fit in there. Despite the plastered grin on his face as he says and the careless shrug, there's a sadness lurking in depth of his eyes then, just the briefest flash of it before he changes the subject. Jahan also doesn't celebrate his birthday, shrugging it off that each day he should be celebrated, not just once a year.
Gathering how long he seems to be travelling, it appears he left his home land in late teens and has never looked back. How many lands he has went through in this over a decade long time, who knows. Many scars all across his body and tattoos that conceal some of them tell that it has been colorful time.
Malachy Byrne Eoghan
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Named Malachy Byrne Eoghan,
this is a man who bears
the name of proud hunter lineage
and blood of Shade Raven.
In his 27 years of life,
he has been called many things -
bastard, crow kid, crow -
but he prefers Mal the most.
Masterfully wielding both weapons and knowledge,
he aims to maintain a sliver of order in this chaotic world
while the great potential in his veins lays dormant.
°Appearance°
Standing at 6'3", he has a warrior's build to match the height and towers over most people. Scars on his face that stand out against his lightly tanned skin only add to the intimidating looks, although good share of women find them more of a bonus than anything else. Especially since there are plenty of other battle marks all over his body. He find that both ridiculous and a little amusing (women and their thinking!) and considers scars to be reminders of times he made mistakes, so nothing to be proud of. That good deal of them have been obtained in saving someone at the last moment is besides the point.
Malachy's most unusual feature that can be seen by everyone, even mundanes, is his eyes - closest description of their color would be that of white gold. Light and shadows of his surroundings often play in them in ways that seem unnatural, as if it was brought in and trapped within his irises and left to sway there. For that, he has gotten into habit of wearing sunglasses.
His hair is on the border between darkest tone of brown and black, although leaning more towards black, and has slight sheen to it. When Malachy was younger, he liked to let it grow out, but now tends to keep his hair neatly cut short, in nearly militaristic way. Although his clothes are always clean (if he can help it), there's often stubble on his face. Talking about his face, his expression is usually somewhat impassive or on the intimidating side, but he knows how to fake a smile or laugh, too. And how do show happiness sincerely, although it's been a while since he has felt truly happy.
In outfits, he prefers a kind of laid back proper. He won't bother always having a tie on, but probably will wear dress shirt and pants, or perhaps black, straight jeans with seams down back and front of legs. Always has multiple silver items on him, like a cross (most likely, under the shirt), signet ring (left hand's pinky). In colors, Byrne wears a lot of black and likes long coats (comes with the job, he jokes).
He definitely gives the impression of cool, collected and even defensive man. And it's not entirely untrue, but if people take their time to know Malachy without judging him, they will realize that he isn't all that up-tight and arrogant, as he may seem. In truth, he loves a good joke and laugh, even if his humor sense is a little strange (morbid) and perhaps rusty. Still, this man rarely if ever just goofs out. There also is certain level of pride to Byrne, after all, no one will let him forget his origin, so, he takes it up as armor of sorts. And someone has to be okay with who he is, if nobody else is up for that, then it will be at least himself. He doesn't take well to being insulted, but knows when he needs to swallow. Forgetting things isn't his specialty, however.
Malachy firmly believes in being self-sufficient. That's how he has lived and also plans to. That's okay if he feels a little bit lonely now and then, it always goes away eventually. There isn't a lot of free time on his job anyways. So what if he is kind of workaholic in line of work that is highly life endangering? It's not like anyone would really miss him anyways - but Byrne is far too proud in his own abilities to be careless and let a mistake cut his lifeline short. He hates when he makes mistakes, has been left out of the loop... Anything that leaves him defenseless, unprepared and generally vulnerable. Still, Byrne is good at keeping his cool under most, if not all, circumstances.
To ensure that he stays on top of his game, this man is also rather studious, spending a lot of time to learn about all kinds of super naturals (and how to defeat them), lost knowledge and many other things. Malachy probably has as much knowledge of concoctions and the like as average alchemist. Outside all of this hard, seemingly work-only focused view, he loves all kinds of beautiful things and knows how to silently appreciate the little things in life. He is a good cook and likes sweets more than a man normally would admit.
He isn't idealist, not in a typical sense, but he believes some people have the power to make world a better, safer place. Byrne has decided he is one of those people and he fully intends to do his job properly. It's a bit of self-imposed goal and he doesn't see himself as a hero, more like your typical policeman in rotten world where there are barely any laws. Perhaps that is the main reason - Malachy really enjoys a good challenge.
Being a victim of far too many judgmental stares, he makes sure not to give same treatment to others. He doesn't discriminate and treats everyone equally good, no matter what kind race (human or supernatural) they hail from. But it doesn't mean Malachy is naive and doesn't have his healthy dose of distrust/caution. He observes everyone a lot, even those who seem to be absolutely 'safe'. When he does give his full trust, it's rather final, however. And for those people, he will do whatever is needed to help or save them. He puts their needs before his. No one who walks in his heart ever leaves it, even if their position change. Definitely loyal and protective to a fault.
In his day-to-day life, he is calm and content individual that will help a stranger. Malachy is rather kind by definition (although previously mentioned cool posture can seemingly give it a haughty angle), can be rather gentlemanly. But if you do manage to get under his skin, to hurt him... There is a fearsome temper hidden underneath, something rather violent and perhaps even beastly. Even without that side coming out, he's certainly no doormat and knows when to put his foot down. In fact, he can be just as determined as stubborn and that is a lot. No one gets to walk over him or to change his mind when he has come to a decision, not even the ones he trusts and care for, although they have a chance of bending him their way, if they know how.
Bottom line is that if you want a completely trustworthy, loyal friend and don't mind his silence, wish to help the world and occasional spout of brooding, Malachy is your man.
°Glimpse in the Past°
Ravens have been acknowledged as messengers from ancient times in various cultures, but their role as such is not limited to this plane of existence only. There are the Messengers, among other Plane Walkers known as Shade Ravens, that are more spirits than anything else, unless they choose to borrow a physical form or are ancient and powerful enough to create one for themselves. Malachy is son of such being and hunter that comes from family that has carried this duty proudly for centuries. It was a strange union, not quite an affair, but not an arrangement or something forced either.
When Byrne came into this world, his father was out of the picture, although he knows that there is child of flesh that carries part of his spirit on. And his son is aware of this legacy, after all his names vaguely mean 'my messenger, descendant of raven'. Malachy was never allowed to forget it either, he has always been and still is the bastard, the crow kid. Some say it with disgust, some simply state the fact, but most, if not all, feel a hint of fear. There is something very powerful in those dark energy's wings that sprout out of back that are visible to all with keener energy sight, those shadows that dance in his bright eyes... Not even talking about his true spirit form that he can assume. And that is only tip of iceberg.
From early childhood, he was trained to follow in his mother's footsteps. After all, he is the only heir to their hunter family, no matter how shameful his heritage may be. His grandparents never really loved him, and sometimes Malachy doubted his mother did, but when he worked hard, they were proud of him and that was better than emptiness or even disgust in their eyes suffocating him. For some reason, he is surprisingly grumpy about his birthday which is on November 13th.
Larimar Galena Brooks
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Larimar Galena Brooks is written in her papers,
but this girl is more known as
Larry, Candy, Lar or Mar and
she blew out candles of her 22nd birthday cake on June 5th.
Although she is a powerful witch of ancient bloodline,
fun, pranks and parties
are high on her list of priorities,
but the highest goal remains known only to her.
Her charm wraps around you like pink, uncuttable ribbons
that rope you in and tie down by her side,
but her arcane knowledge is no less formidable,
while physically she lacks strength and excels at speed.
°Appearance°
Somehow, Larimar doesn't look a day over 18. And not like one of those mature girls, either. There is something youthful, sweet and clean about her. Her smiles are bright, step has a childish bounce to it as if she has far too much energy. (Which is probably true.) In clothes, she often prefers teenage style while giving it her own twist, such as with a vest. Her favorite colors obviously are bright pink, sky blue and white. This tone of blue matches her startlingly vivid eyes, while she makes sure tips of her blonde hair is in her other favorite color. In truth, her hair is more golden than blonde, soft and thick. Angelic curls fall around her face unless she has went through the hassle to smooth it down, creating soft waves.
But that is regular day-to-day Larry. Galena has a slight obsession with disguises and the things that come with it - wigs, hair dyes, contact lenses, make up, all kinds of clothes. One of her typical transformations is into her party-girl self. She puts on a daring outfit that shows off all her assets (despite the first impression, her body isn't so childish after all), high heels, dabs some glamorous make up and walks the fine line between 'young, beautiful & crazy' and 'young & looking for job'. Although she can just as easily go in that territory, if she figures that would help her plan. Either way, she gets asked for I.D. way too often, but it only makes her laugh.
Although she appears to be rather vain, Larimar won't let it stop her from keeping up good disguise. She has shaved her head when she had to wear wigs for a longer time, not even talking about all the times she has cut or dyed her hair (in colors she doesn't like). She has two silver hoops in each ear and never seems to part with silver charm bracelet. There are lot of silly things on it, but among the cotton candy and teddy bear shapes, there are various protection symbols and runes. Larry has a similar necklace as well.
It's one of her defenses. Another is her speed and reflexes. Although she's stronger than she looks, standing at 5'4" and having rather petite figure, since she works out and has a decent muscle mass, she'd be no match against stronger and taller opponent. So, Larry has made it her focus to be faster than most opponents and mix in some martial arts knowledge (although she ends up improvising on it more often than not). She can rather easily outrun people and also react quicker than others.
All in all, there is just something about her that makes people notice this girl and want to be around her. Maybe it's her voice or those bright eyes, that make one want to talk with her, help with whatever she asks. After all, she gives such a brilliant smile as reward that it seems to warm you up from head to toe. Her allure is hard to resist, since its roots run so deep they end up in her ancient witch heritage.
Someone once said that Larimar is like a sweet cupcake, but if you ever try to take a bite out of it, your teeth will shatter on the metal underneath delicious icing. It is actually a rather fitting description, since she may seem like an open book, easy to read and even easier to fool, while in reality she's as tough as nails and harbors at least one deep, dark secret. What is that? Well, it wouldn't be secret if everyone knew about it, would it?
While she actually is good actress, able to put a convincing act even in stressful situations, most of the time she's just purely Candy Larry. And that girl is happy-go-lucky, sweet, cutely bossy, fun loving, incredibly blunt and straightforward, very friendly and helpful package all wrapped up in a bit of vanity. Deeper in, there's also very observant and intelligent layer to her which ensures that despite her careless attitude, she's usually paying attention to everything that needs to be noticed and considered.
Still, Galena ends up in dangerous situations a lot, often since she has grown bored of doing things the safe way or simply due to her over-confidence and belief that no true harm will come to her. Her friends can't remember a time when she'd seem out of energy, tired or sad. Instead, she's always bouncing forward. And when she puts her foot down, it's a sight to behold. No one and nothing will get in her way then, she will simply steamroll them. There is incredible fierceness and determination in her, and she's not afraid to resort to mean things if they insure her victory. In fact, she probably will although normally she's rather kindhearted and helpful.
Talking about victories... For Larimar, life's a game and oh boy, does she love games! But games need to be fun! Fun, happiness and friendship are the most important things in her life. She deeply cares about the people that she has actually grown attached to and there aren't many of those. Rest are tools to get what she wants, like having good time. Still, what you give is what you get, so Larry means them no harm and maintains friendly, helpful attitude. It's just that they're not interesting enough to make her consider becoming their friend for real.
Larry is also very loyal person, one to go to Hell and back for her best friends, if needed. But cross her and you'll be the one running towards Hell. She does forgive and forget to certain extent, though. Still, the moment she realizes she is depending on someone too much, she'll probably try to distance herself, especially if the person is a man. This girl has deeply instilled need to be free and being capable of managing on her own. While she's sucker for all kinds of romantic stuff, when it comes to her own private life, she stays away from love as if it had bad smell.
It is more than possible that there is much greater emotional depth to her than she shows, but she's afraid to look into this abyss and absolutely terrified of thought that someone else may have a glance at it. It is a kind of weakness she doesn't want to have, so she shuts it out completely, focusing on all the other threads that make her as a person. She fears that if someone ever sees her in pain or afraid, she'll lose the hold she has over them with her smile and that they will either wound her deeper or abandon her. But the truth doesn't change just because it's ignored, and despite her naive demeanor Galena is careful and very intelligent person, not someone that can be easily fooled.
Beside all that, she's very direct and honest (in a sense) person. If her best friend asks if she looks like crap and she does, Lar will say so and also immediately offer means to fix that. She has a bit of foul mouth for someone who can be so sweet and innocent, but it's presented in kind of funny way, like a teenager finally daring to speak like 'badass' adults (same about her occasional smoking). She definitely has some childlike qualities, one of them being the way she takes joy from little things in life. There is also the childish pouting and small tantrums she can throw, although they go as fast as they come.
In short version, Larry isn't quite what she seems to be and best way to hurt her is through her friends. She has commitment issues, some self-destruction tendencies.
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★ ☆ ★ Private First Class DABIH ★ ☆ ★
"It burns into your heart, the darkness that you fear.
You were never free, and you never realized.
And love is a word you've never heard.
Your heart ain't cold 'cause it burns,
A desire to leave the mire.
This is my time now, no time for tears, to celebrate.
Put it in the air right now.
Never back down.
And we run, with a lonely heart
And we run, for this killing love
And we run, 'till the heavens above
Yeah we run, running in the dark
And we run, 'till we fall apart
And we run, 'till the heavens above."
Ailith 'a Svana │ full name │
26th December; 20 │ birthday and age │
Female │ gender │
Heterosexual │ sexual preference │
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Black, curled horns and goat-like eyes when using magic │ unique features │
appearance ╱
attire ╱
personality ╱ Dabih is complicated; she is proud, yet struggles to accept that she is enough. She follows ways of Hatoh, yet can be quite critical of them as well. She wishes to lead, be at the top of the chain, yet realizes she lacks the skill and natural gift to be leader. She is kind and caring, but often delivers it in backhanded manner. She is cynical, but when everyone else has lost hope, she will be the one to still hold onto it.
One thing for sure, this woman is all about efficiency. It's worked down into every fiber of her being. People and actions are meant to be efficient, for good of all. So, she's hard working and puts all she's got into everything she does. She's also loyal, to her people and to her squad mates. Ready to die for them kind of loyal. Although Pryxis might have doubts about it, because one thing she loves to do is tease him relentlessly about his uptight ways. But on the field, she never questions his choices. Or nearly never. At least not anymore.
Sometimes, she talks a lot, sometimes Dabih doesn't utter a word for days, absorbed in something, or just not feeling like playing the polite game. But when she puts on her game face, she makes for an excellent spy and infiltrator, able to merge into practically any crowd, despite her racial features (often, she uses them to her advantage). Some, envious of her, say that her magic has a role in this ability.
This woman can be quite short tempered, still working to always keep her temper in check when she's out of assumed role. She has started (and won) some bar brawls and is one of the most frequent users of their patrol's gym, to vent her anger about things. She loves to spar with her squad mates, learning their strengths and weaknesses, at the start often teaching them new and more efficient moves. She also doesn't mind being taught. In fact, when it comes to learning, she's surprisingly patient and can take long time to master a task as close to perfection, although you may hear things crashing against her room's wall in the process.
Often, she takes actions over words because they seem more true. Words can be twisted, as she very well knows, but if you do something, then you are more likely to mean it and will have harder time to back out of it. This is how she'd pursue romance, if someone caught her eye, although perhaps under Polaris' influence, she has grown to have a secret love for romantic gestures. In some ways, Dabih is a little like sponge, observing everything and taking notes, absorbing what suits her and sometimes even what doesn't.
A sure sign of her strangeness is that she is best of friends with Gemini, who is quite the opposite of her, in many ways. Perhaps the one thing to unite them is that they are both still trying to find their path in this life, a goal, something to truly tie their hearts to.
history ╱ Dabih comes from a strange race most often referred to as "brimstoners". It is not a praise, obviously, but quite correctly portrays their hot tempered nature and fits the world they hail from - Caernus - that is more alike Hell than humans thought a whole planet could be. Her race was once savage and brutal, using their horns in fights of dominance, until their leaders slowly united and brought iron fist upon their people, focusing their attention on progress than simply fighting to survive, so that their harsh homeworld would not swallow its inhabitants whole.
It is unclear if Hatoh came as result of these changes or was reason for it, if it was created by these leaders or a higher power laid these rules that lead brimstoners' lives in every way. In fact, Hatoh has long since spread from their race and their planet, gathering followers among many other. It is a strict religion, where everyone has their role they must fulfill, given by their talents and skills. Some say, it eliminates free will, but most like the certainty it brings along with. There is no starvation or long running diseases, because enough people work in each branch and everyone is given job to provide for themselves.
Culture wise, they have long since moved past their savage ways and have grown to appreciate beauty, especially once they started to travel stars and learned how gorgeous other planets can be. Rough and frail, beautiful and sturdy are strongly entwined in every aspect of their crafts. Dabih is especially close to these aspects, because her father was an expert craftsman while her mother served as captain - Hatoh doesn't discriminate upon genders in any way, for efficiency is the most important.
She stayed with her father most of her childhood, on Caernus, while her mother traveled the stars and brought order to colonies and their territorial disputes. Until one day her job claimed her life and her father quickly remarried - not quite by his choice, but he thought half a family could harm his daughter. However, Ailith that had never lived up to her mother's expectations as brave warrior, felt even further unbalanced by the new and fierce Caernian woman in their household.
But perhaps it was for the best, as Ailith pushed herself all in training, trying to find her one excellent talent so she could move into adult life and make her parents proud. As strange as it was, the harder she tried, the more her trainers seemed displeased and frustrated. Only later she was told that it was hard to pinpoint her one excellent trait as she had plenty of them, yet also many drawbacks that created unique bag of traits that were not quite suited for most jobs. In simpler words, they did not know where to put her. Far too independent and unbelieving to be Hatoh infiltrator, but possessing great deal of cunning and sneakiness. Powerful enough to go in battlefield, but hardly capable of leading a squad or fitting in most of them, yet not one to work alone. Possessing great magic, yet no interest to become a simple vessel for her power, guided by others, as moth Caernians do when using magic. Curious, yet dismissing of all that she did not understand fully...
Long story short, they pushed her towards Stargazer Patrol, as it was good move to increase their reputation among other races, gave her name that she secretly despises for it carries both promise of great victory and failure, and she was accepted. Conflicted, she felt both proud and angered, to be pushed out of her community. Her pride prevented her from feeling good under a human's command, especially at first, until he earned her respect. Still, there was also great deal of joy, to be learning of other cultures and doing good deeds for the world. The novelty of it all wore off quickly enough, though, leaving the rather cynical Dabih her squad mates know now.
Companion │ class │
Private first class │ rank │
Compound bow x │main weapon │
Shield x Metal petal blades of flowers she wears │ secondary weapon│
Hircygnus x | animal │
Suddenly swoops from above on her hircygnus, pelting enemies with ranged attacks │ trademark attack│
★ ☆ ★ Weaknesses ★ ☆ ★
Complicated; What she shows and feels often are two different things and not only her peers, but she herself also, often don't quite understand why she does things the way she does and her quick temper tends to get the best of her
Magical; As her magic is earth and fire centered, it is hard if not impossible to use at space stations and other similar locations
Disliked; Her race is feared, yet disliked for both actual and made-up facts. She does not raise the prestige of her Stargazer patrol for sure
★ ☆ ★ Private GEMINI ★ ☆ ★
"I've been losing myself in anger
So much broken by the rage
Losing myself to madness
And the game's been played
Tell me why am I still here when it’s all gone
I’m living with the ghost of yesterday
Tell me why I’m wasting away,
Tell me how to break my own chains,
‘Cause I’m losing after all,
How can I escape this grim fate
Tell me how to face one more day,
‘Cause I’m wasting away
If I could turn the hands of time
I would but here I am"
Nikolaos Eadgar Havelock │ full name │
xxx; 23 │ birthday and age │
Male │ gender │
Heterosexual │ sexual preference │
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appearance ╱
attire ╱
personality ╱
history ╱ Nikolaos Eadgar and Nereus Samson Havelocks were born in prestigious, long family line. As children, the boys were spoiled to no end by all women of the palace that were unable to resist their dimpled smiles and shining eyes, and strictly watched over by their father although he, too, was not immune to twins' charm. But a skipped lesson or two did little harm anyway because they were brilliant. What one couldn't learn with ease, the other mastered effortlessly and the other way around.
As all kids, they sometimes argued and fought, but as they grew, the more inseparable they became. They balanced each other perfectly and as their interests were so different, they didn't have to rival for the first place in subjects that mattered most to them. And being showered with love and affection from every side, there was no reason for jealousy to be born.
Nikolaos always excelled at all physical prowess related matters, although his intelligence was never lacking either, whereas Nereus liked to groom his intellect and focus on tricking his opponents rather than beating them with brute force. Where one was hot headed, other thought things over thrice, but both were cheerful, boastful, yet very kind to everyone around them. They didn't pride themselves in their riches, seemingly ignoring this particular aspect of their lives. Their two younger sisters idolized them and they were always protective, teasing older brothers girls often dream to have.
It was no wonder when they both joined Stargazer Patrol. They were to make their parents, their whole family proud. Everything seemed to go according to plan until about half a year before their 21st birthday. Gruesome accident robbed Nereus Samson of life. The information how it happened was never released to public and is firmly sealed into Gemini's mind, yet never spoken. Changes that Nikolaos, then known as Regulus, leader of his young squad, went through after his twins' death showed him from worst side possible.
He became easily enraged, extremely violent, careless, fought with his squad and blamed everyone (especially himself) for Nereus' death. He fell into drinking for few months until he was given a simple choice: either he'd clean up his act and make something of his brother's remembrance or he'd be expelled from Stargazers. He thrashed like beast in cage, yelled that he just wants to see them all go down in flames, but after a week of calming down, he decided to start all over, as much as it was in his power.
With his 21st birthday, he changes his name to Gemini, obviously to honor his twin, and transferred to Pryxis patrol. Aside from their lieutenant and Dabih, probably no one knows just what transpired in his life before that. He likes to keep it that way, too. These 2 years, he's been clean of drinking although he smokes a lot.
