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 Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2016 4:00 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2016 4:00 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2016 8:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2016 1:51 am
Celedrin "Celery" Hornwood Gender: male
Species: imp
Other: n/a
Zodiac: crown
Patron Deity: Mnemosyne
Alignment: lawful good
Occupation: student, bookkeeper
Magic Speciality: enchantments & wards
Weapon: wand
Courteous
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Mild-mannered and always considerate, Celedrin has a pleasant demeanour, though it is marked by a certain politeness. He comes across as a bit stiff, even among acquaintances. Despite this, he is never rude—only unintentionally standoffish. He is both highly perceptive and sympathetic to the misfortune of others. Whenever something is amiss, no matter how small, Celedrin do his best to help out, as bumbling and awkward as that help may be.
Organised
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Everything about Celedrin's life is neat and tidy. From the orderly state of his home to the daily routine he commits to, Celedrin leaves nothing to chance. Or at least he tries not to. He dislikes unfamiliarity and becomes very distraught if his routine is disturbed. Should he lose all semblance of order entirely, he is liable to have a nervous breakdown. He can be surprisingly controlling in this regard, a sharp contrast to his usual doormat of a personality.
Anxious
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Celedrin is extremely skittish. He is easily startled by loud noises, wary of strangers, paranoid about locking the door, and intimidated by insects. When danger shows its face, he has no qualms beating a hasty retreat, and dealing with threats from the opposite end of a broom. He dislikes attention and dreads conflict to the point that he would rather go with someone else's decisions than voice his own opinion. He fears judgement from others most of all.
Homebody
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Home is where the heart is, and Celedrin's heart (and butt) are firmly planted within his actual, physical home. A true introvert, he is content to spend his free time alone, away from all the riffraff. More than that though, he lacks any spirit for adventure. While he desperately wants to do something with his life, he cannot make up his mind where to even begin looking, and indeed lacks the backbone to take the risks necessary.
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calligraphy, sudoku, cleaning, historical fiction, herbal teas, cycling, early mornings
Colour: #0C8D28
Music: n/a
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2016 2:44 am
History Background
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Celedrin was one of the many orphans found in the cache. Adopted by a warren of imps, the Hornwoods, he grew up not wanting for much anything, aside from a little extra space.
He went through his years at the academy without making any waves and making very few friends due to his goody-goody nature. He did however earn the nickname “Celery” among his peers for his bland personality. When he graduated he thought he had heard the last of it, but some of his classmates have followed him to Grendel, and now even his teachers call him by the unfortunate nickname. At this point, Celedrin is far too resigned to correct anyone.
He is currently applying for a degree in expository writing: a nice, boring, conventional career that no one would think twice about. On the side he works in a bookstore to help pay for the apartment he rents just a few miles down the road.
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2016 2:45 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2016 2:45 am
Fionchaor Gearglas Gender: male
Species: elf
Other: n/a
Zodiac: staff
Patron Deity: Kthonios
Alignment: lawful neutral
Occupation: student
Magic Speciality: herbal
Weapon: spear
Polite
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As one would expect from his lineage, Fionchaor is nothing but well-mannered and polite. He excels at navigating any number of social situations and, despite the disdain that elves are known for, does not talk down to those beneath him. He treats all individuals with a certain amount of respect, even those mentally, socially, or economically lesser than himself. His excellent manners should not be confused for empathy or tolerance however.
Responsible
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Fionchaor does not shy away from the burden of responsibility. In fact, he is willing to take on more than most. He regards the failures of his friends and teammates as his personal failings, and strives for constant self-improvement. Like many responsible people, he always arrives on time and follows through on promises. He is, without a doubt, a perfectionist, albeit a highly successful one.
Ambitious
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Destiny is what you make of it, and Fionchaor knows his from back to front. His whole life has been planned in accordance with his family's ambitions and then some. Not even his father knows the full extent of his aspirations. Fionchaor is no small dreamer—he endeavours to make the world of the Above and Below a better place, dismantle a flawed system, root out corruption, and deliver justice.
Judgemental
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There are many that Fionchaor might regard with disdain, as he has high standards and they are not easy to achieve. Above all else though, he hates time wasters. Everyone has some service, some function they can offer to society. Those who give nothing back deserve the harshest sentence the law can offer. Fionchaor is severe in his judgement, though he is not prejudiced in who he judges and how; he is a proponent of equality for all.
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archery, violin, politics, genealogy, team sports, chess, vineyards
Colour: #607F51
Music: n/a
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2016 2:51 am
History Background
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Fionchaor comes from a house of notable repute and wealth. Raised to succeed his parents, he received a exemplary education from a wide array private tutors. Encouraged to sit in on meetings even as a freshling, he learnt early on the disarrayed state of elven politics. While the Gearglas line was wealthy enough to maintain a hold on their status, they originally came from nobility and wished for nothing more than to see a return to the old ways. Leadership was a divine privilege; not something that could be bought or swindled. He grew disgusted with the vulgar, material behaviour of his kindred.
By the time Fionchaor was eleven, he had advanced enough in his studies that his parents felt comfortable sending him to the Asphodel Academy for the remainder of his primary education. While the the academy's lessons fall short compared to those of his private tutors, the social experience is invaluable. Besides, he makes up more advanced material in schooling outside his scheduled classes.
After he finishes his primary education, Fionchaor plans to serve on the elven guard for two years, before returning to college and pursuing a career in politics.
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2016 2:53 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2016 2:55 am
Melogene Nightshade Gender: female
Species: geist imp
Other: medium
Zodiac: lyre
Patron Deity: Asteria
Alignment: chaotic good
Occupation: n/a
Magic Speciality: divination & psychomancy
Weapon: n/a
Unpredictable
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Even at her young age, Melogene is an eccentric among her peers. Nothing she says or does is remotely close to normal. With the ability to see and communicate with the dead for as long as she can remember, Melogene has acquired a unique perspective of the world. Her conversations with the spirits of the departed have lent her unexpected wisdom, but they have also inspired a morbid fascination with death and defined her as a person.
Optimistic
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Melogene has a way of finding a bright side to almost anything and everything. What others might find uncomfortable, annoying, or downright terrifying, she puts a positive spin on. She almost always maintains a cheerful (if offbeat) attitude. As a result, she can prove a little tactless. She does not read social cues particularly well, but nor does she care. She has no filter, and says what's on her mind without hesitation.
Adventurous
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In her spare time, Melogene likes to explore. She's especially interested in investigating places that many would rather avoid and of course anything labelled as “off-limits”. She has no qualms about snooping around where she does not belong, and in fact has little respect for rules, authority, or personal boundaries. For the most part, she lives from moment to moment and dwells rarely on the potential consequences.
Inattentive
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Melogene is what many would describe as a space-case. She is prone to day-dreaming for hours on end without a care in the world, while the real world passes her by. Even when she deems to come down from the clouds, Melogene is not the most perceptive sort. She has a hard time making friends as a result. Not that she notices. Though she enjoys the company of others, she gets along pretty well by herself for the most part.
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hitchhiking, mysteries, folk music, horror stories, the occult, people-watching, caves
Colour: #46314D
Music: Upside Down by Paloma Faith
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2016 2:57 am
History Background
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Presumably, Melogene is an orphan from the cache. It's hard to say for sure, since there is no public record of her, and no one seems to know where she came from. She was first discovered attending one of the science courses as though she were just another student. When asked if she was lost (as she clearly was not enrolled) she replied that she was exactly where she was meant to be.
From the school she was passed off to local authorities in order to find her parents, but when no one claimed her after three months, she was labelled as an orphan and assigned to the academy. Even now she proves to be a constant enigma, surprising and baffling her caretakers at every turn.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2016 12:08 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2016 12:09 am
Calypso Gender: male
Species: geist
Other: n/a
Zodiac: key
Patron Deity: Cyllenus
Alignment: true neutral
Occupation: student
Magic Speciality: illusions
Weapon: n/a
Impractical
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Calypso considers himself an innovator. He takes a whimsical, idealistic approach to life, and prefers things to be big and flashy. “Go big or go home!” That's his motto. One of them anyway. He has an abundance of ideas and more than enough energy to employ them. What he lacks however is the ability to edit. Most schemes are hare-brained at best and impossible at worst.
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Calypso loves people. There is no place he feels more at home than in a crowd. A fast talker, he has a way of suddenly sweeping people off their feet, much like a hurricane. His silver tongue and shameless flattery earn him friends of all kinds. Calypso is not exactly picky with who he accepts into his circle. “More friends equals more sales.”
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While Calypso is quick to make friends, he is leery of anyone who seems interested in getting too close to either him or his sister. Though usually upbeat and charming, he has a cruel side that occasionally surfaces in order to chase others off. His possessiveness can extend towards others as well, provided both he and Eureka like them enough. Ownership is always shared between the two of them though.
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Don't let the cute face deceive you. Calypso is a forward-minded geist with ambition, first and foremost a salesman. “Never give anything away that someone else is willing to pay for.” He understands full well the value favours, information, and other forms of bartering. He is always careful to hide his intelligence though, especially from adults. People don't like a person smarter than themselves, and acting cute is a far better sales tactic.
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carnivals, quotations, lemonade, economics, philosophy, inventors, show business
Colour: #FCA2B3
Music: Flim Flam Brothers Odessey Eurobeat
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2016 12:10 am
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Calypso is an orphan from the cache, awakened from the cache along with his twin Eureka. Though young, he already has big plans. Most of them involve making it big and touring the world as heralded celebrity. So far he and Eureka have opened up their own lemonade stand. It is their first taste of business, thankfully more sweet than sour.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2016 12:11 am
Battle Stats Battle notes.
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