Holli Basai
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Twenty Three|
Azleian Half-Demon|
Mage|
Curvy|
5’6”|
Dark Mocha|
Short Charcoal|
Bright Blue|
None|
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Born to true Azleian parents, Holli is as Azleian as it gets. Her human mother worked in the palace as a council member for some time and was known to dance and perform at festivals where her husband worked his magic with both the wind and instruments. She grew up on the streets as most children did and has known the boys since she was young. Holli is the perfect motherly figure who has all her boys from the deserts of Azley to the valleys of Shannon under her control; a sweet girl with a bit of a temper to be feared. Though a mage, she considers herself nothing but an active scholar, only using her magic when it’s needed. Be warned: when under stress she can cook feasts at a time.
Beng Hallows
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Twenty Four|
Azleian Human|
Illusionist|
Masculine|
5’11”|
Dark Mocha|
Messy Black|
Silver and Gold|
None|
Image|
Beng is a comic relief character pure and simple. He jokes around and lightens the serious moods while always being the butt of Ihara’s pranks, intentionally so or not. He can be serious when the time calls for it but he and most others agree that the tone does not suit him well. As an illusionist, Beng is not a fighter; he prefers to be in the background and remain unseen as he works his magic and trickery. He grew up beside Holli, their mothers both close friends almost to the point the two were raised as siblings. It took a great deal of time for either to see they were meant for the other.
Dmitri Baudelaire
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Nineteen|
Shannite Human|
Necromancer|
Frail|
5’5”|
Pale|
Mid Grey|
Pale Green|
None|
Image|
Dmitri for all intents and purposes would rather talk to a corpse than any living person in the world. He has nothing against people in general just that it’s easier for him if they’re dead. He’s a real nervous person and is startled quite easily but when it comes to his necromancer rituals, he’s all business and bravery. Bede and Arden have to drag him out of his home anytime they want to talk to him and other times to just get him out into the open air. That never tends to work as he’ll just hole himself up in Arden’s home in the room she has for him. He’s frail and shy most of the time as well until Bede gets under his skin, then he’ll get in the man’s face. He acts so much older than his seventeen years but is still a sweet child at heart. Though he has a knack for remembering all of his corpses and can even point them out from just the beads crafted of their bones that are often worn in his hair or on his person.
Bede Redrick
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Twenty Five|
Shannite Human|
Warlock|
Masculine|
5’11”|
Tan|
Short Brown|
Gold|
None|
Image|
Bede is an odd sort of man; he’s witty and quick to speak or fight and wears more gems then the queen of Shannon ever would. With no power to speak of, he gains strength from the power stored in gems; that power can either be borrowed magic from that gem’s crafter, or raw energy from a trapped soul. Although he won’t tell you whose soul. He tends to seem a bit full of himself at times but can actually be rather sweet and understanding
when he wants to be. He’s a total flirt; a trait picked up after he left home to
find a craft, be it magic or mundane. Alone he’s not all that powerful, his only
real ability is to control harnessed energy and focus it where others create that
energy, but it does not stop him from picking fights with just about everyone;
especially certain necromancers who refuse to let him bed them.
