Welcome to Gaia! ::

Name: Hanasuri Rii

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Race: Demon

Arts: Healing & Summoning

Character Looks: Dull crimson eyes which seem to refuse to shine even in the brightest of light, pale skin, two white wings, pallid blue hair, dressed usually in light-colored clothes.

Allignment: Neutral

Personality: She's a bit of a tomboy, influenced by her older brother (Hanasuri Vin). However, around strangers she is usually more polite and you won't hear as much harsh language coming from her. This is because she is wary of people she doesn't know. She tends to heal people unquestioningly as it strengthens her magical power as well, unless they give her reason to back away. Loves music and has a habit of being indifferent to many things around her, she may forget who you are the next day.

History : Being a demon, and growing up in a demon family, doesn't nessicarily mean its all bloodshed and misery. As opposed to her brother, Rii was born with white wings instead of black. With her love for beautiful things, she could be often seen running off into the forest along side her older brother, Vin. Vin and Rii both shared the same thirst for exploration, his was for the thrill and hers because so many beautiful things could be discovered. Her favourite place in the forest was a small flower patch beside the stream, the flowers themselves were everchanging and many animals often came to the stream to drink. With all Vin's tripping, stumbling and injury-collecting, the art of healing came naturally to Rii as she nursed her reckless brother's bruises daily.

On the night of her fifth birthday, the disease that had been lying dormant within her robbed her of her sight. The same nameless disease that had taken the sight in one of Vin's eyes. The next day, she awoke to darkness. No longer could she see the beauty of the world which she loved so. Wallowing silently in self misery, Rii was akin to a living corspe after that day, emotionless and numb.

Then, one winter night, she left the house for the forest, ghosting past her sleeping family. Zombie-like, she made her way towards the patch of wildflower which she had once loved so. It seemed so long ago now. She would die here, it was alright now. Just sleep...

Then she heard melody, a beautiful piece of music that resonated with passion. So wonderous it was, she sat up from the cold ground, en-tranced in the enchanting song. The suddenly, as the song reached its climax, her white and black word filled with color once more. For a brief second, sight was returned to her. All around her, she saw wisps of white dancing snow flakes, winter flowers, the vast star littered sky above, and her reflection upon the crystal clear ice of the deep blue stream. This was no time no die, not when the world was still so beautiful.

Later on, Rii discovered that if she listened to the songs the earth had to offer, a little bit of nature's essence would be reflected into her mind. The rest, she filled in with the power of her imagination, creating a world that only she could see. Songs were neverending, and her world was ever changing.

Relationship to Main Character: Younger Sister

Any weapons/armor you have: a wooden bo staff

Any items you have: Herbs and Bandages (for when her magic is weak)

Any battle skills/magical powers you have: External healing, Internal healing (She cannot replace blood, but can transfer blood through wounds), weak enchantment (of bandages), basic summoning of a familiar (nothing larger than a tiger, and only one at a time)

Character Flaws(You must have at least two.): Blind in both eyes, Physically weak

Friends in the Realm: Hanasuri Vin (Brother)

Enemies in the Realm: ---

Lover: ---

Quote:

Name: Graymalk

(optional)Name Meaning/Nicknames:

Gender (you got a 50/50 chance buddy): Male

Age (Just cause its high school you don't have to be a teen XP): 5

Race(Immortal races are okay but not encouraged, as long as you do not use them to powerplay.): House Cat

Arts: (Limit yourself to only 2) Ritual magic, "Cat stuff"

Character Looks(Hair color, eye color, etc. Try to give as much detail as possible, please.): Graymalk is about 20 inches long when he stretches out, not counting his tail which adds another 10 or so. He's about a foot high standing on all four legs. He has soft gray fur, a light pink nose, and luminous yellow cat eyes. He has not suffered de-clawing or any other medical proceedures which humans practice upon their pets.

Allignment(Good, Neutral, Evil,): Neutral. Always. He IS a cat, after all. He's on his own side, which is not to say he doesn't care about others.

Personality: Being a cat, Graymalk likes to keep things mysterious. He gets what he can, and he rarely gives things away for free, but he honors his agreements and obligations. He's far more inclined to watch and listen than to talk, but he can be very insightful if his opinion is asked. If he decides that you need to hear something, he WILL tell you, even if he knows you won't like it. He enjoys attention and being petted, and dislikes being wet and small, obnoxious children.

EDIT: Although Graymalk is deliberately shy about letting humans know he can speak, this does not mean that he is unfriendly, merely cautious.
Although he tries very hard to remain "cool and detatched" in a typical cat-like attitude, Graymalk he has recently discovered that he has what he considers a distressingly intense protective streak for those humans - notably Jill and Rachel - whom he has chosen as his own.
He has also exibited a notable disdain for persons of a demonic bent, and bears a thinly-veiled resentment for those of the angelic pursuasion. Part of this attitude probably stems from his personal study of the manipulation of spirits, but most of it is the result of as-yet unresolved issues in his background.

History (if your character has one): Graymalk is currently on his third life, and thus far it has been an interesting one. He was born in a cardboard box in an alley in a major city, and he narrowly escaped death by drowning with the rest of his litter at the hands of a local human not long therafter. Although of aristocratic heratage, he had pretty much resigned himself to the life of an alley cat until Jill found him.
Jill was a witch. She was new at it, at the time, but like Graymalk she came to it naturally via several ancestors. She had been orphened herself as a child (she was barely adolescent herself at the time), and had never really recieved any significant instruction, but she had a few books and some tools and a lot of talent. She and Graymalk accepted one another as familiars, and were together from that time forward until the night Jill vanished.
Jill's disappearance has never sat well with Graymalk. The exact details remain sketchy in his mind to this day. He knows only that she was working on an elaborate ritual spell with which he was assisting when, for no explicable reason, she clutched her neck, collapsed into the magical circle, and simply wasn't there. The attack, if that's what it was, wasn't lethal, else the protective wards which prevented entry into her magical sanctum would have kept it out, but to this day Graymalk doesn't know anything about who or what caused the event other than the supposed intruder's scent.
From that day forward, Graymalk has been attempting to locate and rescue Jill. He has managed to memorize every spell and technique in her spellbooks, along with several other pieces of lore he's picked up over the years, and has even learned to adapt a few of them to his own anatomy. He hopes, eventually, to rescue her if such a thing is possible, but human magic makes such heavy use of the hands...
Having absorbed all he can from Jill's books, Graymalk has come to Ria High in the hopes of expanding his knowledge and possibly finding an avatar or even a familiar to help him in casting the necessary spells.

Relationship to Main Character sad if any) None. Graymalk has no contact with Stephen.

Any weapons/armor you have(You should not have very much as a beginner, and you should earn more through rping. Same goes for the next two.): Weapons and armor are not practical for a cat. Graymalk doesn't have any.

Any items you have: Graymalk doesn't typically carry much of anything on his person. He has secreted his small store of magical tomes and artefacts in a few secure hiding places around Ria's campus. The only really notable one is the Wand, which Graymalk himself lacks both the knowledge and the anatomy to use.
EDIT: Graymalk has recently acquired two items of some considerable power. These items are contract cards, one binding him to his mistress, Jill, and the other binding him to his own familiar associate, Rachel. Graymalk's contract with Jill is currently in the form of a collar which he wears which increases his ability to summon, command, and dismiss spirits of various sorts. His contract with Rachel is disguised as a rhinestone on the collar.

Any battle skills/magical powers you have: Graymalk's battle skills, such as they are, are pretty much limited to the use of his claws and teeth, along with a certain knack for getting out of the way of incoming attacks. As for magical powers, he pretty much divides those into basic cat stuff and overtly magical stuff. Basic cat stuff involves things like seeing in the dark, walking on narrow ledges, landing on one's feet, transfixing prey with one's gaze, discerning spirits, and asterally walking the dreamscape. These tricks are handy, but nothing any other cat couldn't do to some extent. Overtly magical stuff includes things like reading, writing, and speaking Human, drawing, transforming into a Dire Cat when necessary, and evoking the various magical spells which he has memorized over the past few years with the assistance of a competant familiar.

Character Flaws(You must have at least two.): Graymalk has a cat's mentality, with all of the little psychological hang-ups and physiological limitations that entails. He tends to be rather haughty, expects to be treated as important, and can be rather lazy at times. He also lacks hands and (when not in dire-cat form) is rather small, thus limiting his ability to manipulate objects and otherwise interact with an environment which humans have, by-and-large, designed for their own convenience rather than for the convienience of cats as they should have.
EDIT: Although he tries very hard to remain "cool and detatched" in a typical cat-like attitude, Graymalk he has recently discovered that he has what he considers a distressingly intense protective streak for those humans - notably Jill and Rachel - whom he has chosen as his own.
He has also exibited a notable disdain for persons of a demonic bent, and bears a thinly-veiled resentment for those of the angelic pursuasion. Part of this attitude probably stems from his personal study of the manipulation of spirits, but most of it is the result of as-yet unresolved issues in his background.

Friends in the Realm: Although it has taken effort, Graymalk has reached a point at which he considers Rachel his friend and partner

Enemies in the Realm: Likewise none just yet. Hopefully this will continue.

Lover: Not for a long time. Too long. Must look into that...

Pic: Not yet. Give it time.

Theme Song: Thinking about it.

Quote: "This better be important"

Name: Terry, but since he hates his name you can call him whatever you want

(optional)Name Meaning/Nicknames: Call him what you want, he wont care. Just as long as its not girly he's cool. His Younger sister calls him Tiya (tie-uh) and he doesnt know why

Gender (you got a 50/50 chance buddy): MALE

Age (Just cause its high school you don't have to be a teen XP): 18

Race(Immortal races are okay but not encouraged, as long as you do not use them to powerplay.): Half wolf demon, takes after his father.

Arts: swordsmen

Character Looks(Hair color, eye color, etc. Try to give as much detail as possible, please.): His hair is semi long and is a redish brown like color. His hair passes his eyes alittle, more on the right than left. His eyes are Dark blue but change at random to green or red. He wears somewhat baggy jeans and a black jacket almost all the time. His t-shirt is a grey color and all of his shoes are black.He has a tatoo on his left arm, just a black stripe, Strange eh?His height would be arround 5'8-5'9

Demon form: when he's in his demon form he looks alittle different. His ears ar pointed at the end and long fangs dangle an inch from his mouth. His eyes look angered an are a deep blood like color of flame. His hair becomes a bit messy, from seconds before trying to resist becoming a demon. His claws are long and almost look black.

Allignment(Good, Neutral, Evil,): Neutral

Personality: He's sort of short tempered but cares deeply about close friends and family. He doesnt have very many friends because he pushes people away, he finds it hard to trust anyone. On rainy, cloudy, foggy, or cold days he's usualy very calm or even realy kind.
He's mostly calm on most days, dont get on his bad side, trust me.

History (if your character has one): He took care of his younger sister roxxan growing up. nothing more than that, at least nothin he'll tell you.

Relationship to Main Character sad if any) Roxxans older bro.

Any weapons/armor you have(You should not have very much as a beginner, and you should earn more through rping. Same goes for the next two.):
long thin blade
Any items you have: nope not realy


Any battle skills/magical powers you have: Swordsmenship, when he's in his demon form he doesnt need his sword tho, he uses his hands.

Character Flaws(You must have at least two.): he's not good with using a dagger or anything other than a sword or his bare hands. If he's realy mad he'll turn into his demon form. He takes trust to seriously and doesnt like having close relationships with people. He's alittle short tempered and doesnt talk much.

Friends in the Realm: Not realy anyone, people dont talk to him.

Enemies in the Realm: not that he knows of.

Lover: None.

Pic: What He looks like

Theme Song:
Linkin Park "Somewhere I Belong"

Quote: "Knowledge is the key to everything."

Name: Brad Destare

(optional)Name Meaning/Nicknames: none

Gender (you got a 50/50 chance buddy): male

Age (Just cause its high school you don't have to be a teen XP): 18

Race(Immortal races are okay but not encouraged, as long as you do not use them to powerplay.): human

Arts: (Limit yourself to only 2) martial arts and alchemy

Character Looks(Hair color, eye color, etc. Try to give as much detail as possible, please.): He has redish brown hair that comes down slightly past his chin and brown eyes. He stands at almost 6 feet tall and is lanky. He has some muscles to him, but nothing noticable. To most he looks exactly like a bookworm, and most of the time he is.
He usually wears a red jacket and a black shirt, as well as a belt and black slacks. He wears black dress shoes and looks rather too formal for most places.
Allignment(Good, Neutral, Evil,): neutral

Personality: Dismissive, antisocial, arrogant and intelligent. Brad does not care for others emotions and cares only for the persuit and use of knowledge. He can constantly be found with a book spread open in one hand. He does not speak unless it is to gather information, and he doesn't do something unless it would profit him. He is very selfish, but also very lonely. He doesn't let that bother him, though, he just dives deeper into his books.

History (if your character has one): Brad was always above par, acing any class he took. His parents were proud and loved him, but after about 5th grade he rarely even acknowled them. Both of them were lawyers, so after a while everybody in the family just fell into their own work. After this, Brad dived into studying alchemy and science without stopping, as well as training his martial arts talents nonstop. He graduated from high school when he was 16, then traveled for two years, but is now going here to further his powers.

Relationship to Main Character sad if any) none

Any weapons/armor you have(You should not have very much as a beginner, and you should earn more through rping. Same goes for the next two.): none

Any items you have:
his laptop

Any battle skills/magical powers you have: high inteligence

Character Flaws(You must have at least two.):
He's totally anti social and he has issues against demons.
Friends in the Realm:
none
Enemies in the Realm:
none
Lover:
none
Pic:

Theme Song:

Quote: "Nightmares aren't bad dreams, no they're very very real..."

Name: Suka Hinotama

Name Meaning: Nightmare

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Race: Wolf Demon/Nightmare

Arts: Double Weilding Blades/ Nightmare Energy

Character Looks: Suka has black hair, his eyes are a Dark purple and they matche the color of the Nightmare energy he creates. His build is slightly heavier than Yuri's and he has a dark wolf tail which juts out from behind him, with Wolf ears to match it. His hair was mildly long, and usually ruffled a bit, he ltet it hang in his bangs and th dark color of his hair often helped bring out the purple complexion of his eyes

Allignment: Evil

Personality: He is a Dark creature, but more friendly than his arch rival Yuri. He's even managed to befriend this enemy of his. He is a talkative one, and the only other person known to match his smart remarks would be Yuri. He's happy most of the time, but if you catch him in a bad mood there is a chance of getting him out of it, though if you cause the bad mood there'll be no cheering him up...He's one to hold a grudge, and his grave personality when faced with a challenge can be startling if you've known him for long enough...

History:
Suka was born to two Wolf Demons, and he grew up in a Wolf Pack, destined to become the Pack's Alpha Male before the whole pack was surprise attacked my Black Panther Demons. Suka was sleeping when this happened and he wawoke to the cry of his mother in her dying breath, he jumped to the rescue, but she had taken a fatal blow to the neck and was bleeding to death on the ground before him, he took on the animal form and speedily attacked these monsters. By the time he had finished the last one off his entire pack was slain and he has blamed himself for it ever since...
Suka had left the home of his Pack, ever in search of the ones who had killed his father and mother and the rest of his pack. He had searched high, and searched low, and oneday he had come across a large dark black pond. The water was obviously tainted, but at the age of five having alredy seen so much lood shed, and causing so many people to die, he had both been unable to think straight all the time, and been traumatized into silence aswell. he walked into the water, and when he came out on the other side, he had met with a Realm that had been abandoned by it's former Ruler. He was met with by some level one Nightmares, the kinds that woke up young children who had watched a t.v. show that would only have amused them if they were a few years older but now would make them wet their pants. These Nightmares scared him a bit at first, but he let them explain to him that they needed someone to rule over their home, their was discord throughout allof it...they needed someone to fear...the upper level Nightmares did at least.
They had awarded him with the powers of their former maste,r, and theygrew stronger off the youth of the young boy, they gave him a staff which would show his position and then they sent him off further down the hall of Nightmares which he had been in. He was met by many Nightmares ready to kill him, and when he showed them the staff they backed off. He made it to the throne and he limbed up on is, once he sat down his eyes changed from the dark brown color that they were to an evil Indigo color. He had been challenged on the spot, at 5 years old by the way, by one of the highest levels of Nightmares and the he learend then and there that the new powers were not all he recieved. A new Nightmare side of him emerged and took his body over, the Nightmare downright destroyed it's opposing foe, and since then he had been looked up to by the Nightmares in the Nightmare Realm. He had taken place as Ruler of the Realm of Nightmares, and from then on in the realm of which Earht was, he would be a loner. A Lone Wolf Protector of the Nightmare Realm...
Finally letting himself be less of a loner at the age of around 8, seeing as he was the only survivor of the Shini Wolf Pack, he joined another pack. He was not looked at as he thought he might be, he was even looked down upon by them. He seemed to take this for long enough to be thought of as the member of the pack in that position, and he couldn't take it anymore after that. If he had one dirty look from someone, he beat the living hell out of the person and didn't forgive them until they were down on tier half-dead stomach kissing his feet. He had beaten almost the whole pack half to death before he met someone to rival him and this other wolf was a girl, he tried not to fight with her-nah bullshit he was trying to beat the living s**t out of her since he set eyes on her, she was just that kind of person. they fought and fought and fought and finally when he had beaten her nobody messed with him anymore, 'cept this one guy who happened to be some sort of "Alpha" male or something, whatever that meant. He ended up fighting this individual for a long long while and when he came up on top, he rejected the offer of the Alpha Male position.
Not a month after he had been offered the position, a young boy came along a bit younger than him. this young boy was Yuriuko Hiroshik, and snce he was on roll, and still younger than most of the Wolf Demons he had fought so far, he picked a fight with the kid on the spot. The kid had been about 8 or 9, and Suka was 11 at the time. He beat the living crap out of the kid, time after time, and Yuri seemed to have gotten a little girlfriend to help him train off to the side. He had let her, it would make getting this kid stronger much more fun than he had had in store for himself. Everytime Yuri had gone into battle with him he had beaten him, and once Yuri had become a challenge, Suka stopped going easy on him at the end, he bloddied him up the last two times to the point where it hurt to breathe. When they fought for the final time, Yuri had stood much more of a chance than he had thought he would have and he started to get angry, his Nightmare sid taking over and he reached level two before being beaten by the little turd. Yuri was merciful and for that Suka let himself be befriended by him.
The two only battled at the resting place of that pack twice more, niether of them being serious fights and the next time they met, Suka'd be messing with Yuri's next 'love'. For now, Suka had gone off to join another Pack, this one had become old news, and though he'd een offered the high position twice even after he'd been beaten by Yuri, since he wasall wolf and no fox, he had decided his time there was soon over and rejected their request for the last time. this other pack was the Fox and Wolf Pack, and he had been a well respected Demon there. His reputation was much better there than it had been at the past Pack ,and hewas on the verge of making a family with one Miaku before he left. He abandoned that life forever when a War between Nightmares and Shadows (the polar opposites and sworn enemies of Nightmares) had erupted and his realm was in need of help. He ended the War helping his friend Yuri on the Shadow realm side. He fought for two days on the Shadow side, and then slaughtered half of the Demons in the joint before returning to the other side, now level five Nightmare Demon, and he took on any of the Shadows that challenged him, destroying them and smirking at the as they took their final breaths before being damned to Hell for all of the rest of eternity.
After his time at the fox and wolf pack he went on to terrorizing Yuri's Fox Den and he happened to have come after Yuri had gone of and died somewhere, what a coincidence. Here he met many people, all foxes and he hated each and every one of them..except for some diabolical creatures...Memory Wraiths they called themselves, and they were simply intriguing. Especially one evil Wraith, Kenzi was his name, and he had earned a special spot in his heart...or not. Suka had taken Yuri's recent 'love'captive along with her daughter, which by the smell of her had not been made by Yuri. their names were Abigal and Calista, Calista being the younger and going by Cally, yet she had held her own as opposed to her mother who went by Abby and had died somehow soon after he set them free. He had half the den in a Nightmare Chain Cage that he had created out of the Forest. He had used these chains to keep them captive, and when Yuri came he had destroyed them like they were nothing, fighting with Sukaand choping off what he thought was his head, yet Suka had duplicated himself and only half of him hadbeen destroyed ,the half which was born of Nightmare energy..the rest of him dissipated after that and Suka left for another realm with Yuri...a Gauntlet was held there and it too him a long time to get out for he had let himself lose plenty of times before actually trying.
He left the den once he returned, doing a few more things before leaving, but after that he had made his way toward what used to be a ghost town. This place was creepy, and the things he found in there were too horrible to explain to you for the moment. He heard from somewhere that Yuri had left the Den, and being a few years older than he had been during the experience at the Gauntlet he thought he might be able to uphold a fighting chance against this Fox Demon who had beaten him so many years before. He followed his rival to a High school...he hadn't been well informed about schools, but he could learn...and he would have to if he was going to be able to do anything that might matter. He walked through those gates, and saw someone to his interest following her to a Lake outside of the place and from then on it's no longer history is it?...

Relationship to Main Character: Suka met Yuri in the Wolf Pack that Yuri's father had once been a part of. He helped Yuri train, and was beaten by Yuri...Suka had him train by fighting him over and over. The many battles between Suka and Yuri neverhad him reveal the secrets of his Demon side...thuugh it was not much of a demon side after all. Yuri brought out Suka's Nightmare side in the final battle between the two before Suka stopped picking on him and they ecame...friends. Suka and Yuri have been meeting up throughout both of thier lives, and once again Suka has followed after Yuri to a completely new location...though whether they'll meet up is up to him, for Yuri hadn't found out just yet...

Any weapons/armor you have: Staff of Nightmares, Double Wielding Blades

Any items you have: Nightmare Pendant

Any battle skills/magical powers you have: The ability to summon Nightmare orbs and redirect the attacks of others with a hint of Nightmare Energy added to it.

Character Flaws: His reflexes are not as quick as they could be, much slower than Yuri's; and he loses control of his Nightmare Form past Level three

Friends in the Realm: Yuriuko Hiroshika, Karin Miyagi

Enemies in the Realm: Yuriuko Hiroshika, Kenzi Tsukito

Lover: Karin Miyagi

Pic: [Drawn one is a work in progress]


Theme Song: One; Metallica & City of Angels; Red Hot Chili Peppers

Quote:"I won't let fear clip my wings and tell me how high I can fly"
"I'm an angel. Not a saint."

Name: Valtina Zhi Tiona

Name Meaning/Nicknames: First and last name are latin, Valtina meaning 'health' or 'love', and Tiona meaning 'One Heart, One Mind'. Zhi is chinese, meaning wisdom or healing. She preffers to be reffered to by her middle name. She despises being called Val, as it reminds her of her aunt.

Gender: Female

Age: 15

Race: Half human, half angel.

Arts: Telepathy, Healing

Character Looks: Silky black hair cascades down past her tailbone, glowing with a blue sheen when it comes in contact with light. Intelligent green eyes are set beneath naturally long eyelashes. Zhi has pale skin from spending much of her time inside. She stands at 5'10, and her build is slight without much in the way of muscle. She's been encouraged to go into modelling, but never pursued such a career. When she hit puberty, her wings started to grow out, and have reached full-length. They have glistening feathers in a slightly lighter blue than her hair, each about as long as she is tall. She has figured out how to retract them at will, but summoning them again too quickly is painful.

Allignment: Neutral with a tendency towards Good actions.

Personality: At first glance, Zhi appears cold and distant. People are intimidated by her silence and height and are wary to approach her. Once they have, though, they find that there is some truth to the saying 'never judge a book by it's cover'. Zhi is sweet, loving, affectionate fun to be around, and easy to open up to. Getting closer, one finds the next layer down, the devious part of her that can perfectly forge others' handwriting, the part that lies so easily. Despite being very open about her life, she always seems to be 'keeping her cards close to her vest', if you will.

History: Zhi's mother, the angel side of her parents, died in childbirth, she never knew her. Her father re-married two years later, but his new wife was not fond of children, so Zhi was sent to live with her wealthy aunt Valerie. Valerie wasn't much better with kids, so Zhi spent most of her time going from boarding school to boarding school. As her aunt didn't care much about her life, Zhi learned to forge her signature and handwriting so as to go on feild trips or such. She's settled at Ria for the time being, and is determined to shake off her dependance on her aunt.

Relationship to main character: None.

Any weapons/armor you have: Zhi has a fondness for blades, and tends to at least carry a pocket- or boot-knife. She does have a glaive she practices with each night before bed.

Any items you have: A silver ring with a moonstone set into the intricate celtic knotwork. The ring belonged to her mother. She also has a sketchbook, a set of high-quality colored pencils, and a laptop computer.
Not exactly an item, but she has a pet sugar glider, along with cage, pouch for carrying, etc. Do a search for a picture, they're cute!

Any battle skills/magical powers you have: Telepathy (can pick up surface thoughts, and communicate silently.) Healing (Can heal minor cuts quickly, or speed up more major wounds. She can heal herself)

Character Flaws: (Quite a few....)
-Extremely frustrated, though she doesn't show it, by her apparent inability to argue or lash out at people, verbally or physically.
-Somewhat gullible, tends to trust people too easily, would do or give anything for the people close to her.
-Something of a compulsive liar, but very good at it.
-She faints if she uses too much power, sometimes for a few days or more.
-She has a rather extreme peanut allergy; A bite of a PB&J sandwich will send her into epileptic shock.

Friends in the Realm: None

Enemies in the Realm: None

Lover: None at the moment

Pic: Will draw one as soon as I get my sketchbooks back sweatdrop

Suki (Her sugar glider)

Theme Song: None, maybe will have one later.

Quote: "Ah'm sorry... c'dyou repeat that?"

Name: Eliot Mallory Lander

Name Meaning/Nicknames: Lander means 'from the grassy plain' Eliot means 'believes in God' and Mallory means 'ill-fated' xD
So I suppose he is an ill-fated believer in God from the Grassy plain! Wait... thats exactly what he is!!! o.O

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Race: Human with a twist!

Arts: Holy Magic and Summoning Magic

Character Looks: Eliot is the picture of po-dunk mountain boy. His fire engine hair is cropped short in layers with longer ends at the front. His eyes are a mud puddle creen with an odd circle of gold around the pupil. A light spray of freckles dance across the bridge of his button-like nose. He is fair skinned and doesn't tan well, it tends to turn to more ruddy hues instead. He isn't the tallest boy in the school at five and a half feet, but he isn't the shortest either, and thats just fine with him.
He dresses in what looks to be hand me down clothes from much taller, broader boys. Overalls and old, large t-shirts are the staple of his warcrobe. Bulky, black farming boots clad his feet and the laces are almost always untied. While he doesn't have a hulking body frame, you can tell he's got a bit of muscle. His hands are calloused from hard labor, and he always seems to look a little dirty, no matter how often he showers.

Allignment: Good all the way baby!

Personality: Not one to get drogged down by life's lemons, Eliot makes leonaide! He always has a chipper remark of a sunny smile for everyone he meets. He speaks with a thick drawl and upon first impression, many might think Eliot to be rather ignorant amd niave. Niave he may be... but ignorant he is not. He tends to be easily confused when speaking to other people, but more often than not it is because his mind was off in another world or solving an abstract problem with three dimensional logic.
Eliot is smart, kids. Like genius smart. But he doesn't realize it at all. He;s a bit of a book worm, despite his hillbilly aura. He's quite proud of his ability to read. Probably because he's the only person in his family who can. He is easy to approach, and has a child like quality to him thats more endearing than annoying.

History: Eliot comes from a very large, very poor, and very uneducated farming family. He is the middle child of twelve and the fourth boy og seven. His family has lived on the same land in the same old farm house for generations. They were self sufficient, growing or killing their own food, making their own clothes. All the children were home schooled on how to survive and temd to the family. Eliot became the black sheep when he taught himself how to read and write.
I mean he would actually read books! Any book he could get his hand on, he would read it. It was after his twelth birthday that his unique abilities were noticed. To a God fearing farming family, anything unique was the work of the devil. So he was ostrasized. He refused to use his gifts for a long time, till one day he came to terms with the fact that his abilities were nothing evil. How that came to happen, Eliot doesn't speak about. His unique thirst for knowledge and the quest to tame the gifts he kept hidden for so long has lead him to Ria High.

Relationship to Main Character: None.

Any weapons/armor you have: Um... Eliot carries some pebbles in his back pocket... but those are mostly for skippin' on the lake. Though he could feasably use them for the homemade sling-shot hanging from the loop in his pants leg.

Any items you have: He found an old wrist watch some years ago. Its rusty and doesn't work, but if he shined it up real good it might be worth something. Eliot just thinks it looks neat.


Any battle skills/magical powers you have: He's a mean shot with that sling-shot. Other than that, his powers are not managable. They seem to come and go. He has some healing capabilities, but nothing noteworthy. He does seem to have an ability to attract unusual creatures if he's got the mind to. They just sort of... appear out of nowhere.

Character Flaws: Eliot really has no control over his powers what-so-ever. They seem to manifest only when in dire need or after intense meditation. He is devoutly religious and while he isn't pushy, he tends to shy away from ideas that aren't like the ones he was tought. He struggles a great deal with the reasons why he was given such strange abilities, but he is a very private person, and tends to keep it to himself.

Friends in the Realm: None

Enemies in the Realm: None

Lover: None

Pic:

Theme Song: