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RPC Name: Athena Fallen

Bloodline being applied for: Kokoro

Give me some strengths and weaknesses from the bloodline:
Battle strengths: Very nimble and agile
-telekinesis and telepathy to bind and control inanimate and living things
Able to levitate for increased mobility
A high conservation of energy
Inhuman intelligence
Immune to mental attacks

Battle Weaknesses: Physically inferior to many enemies
Cannot withstand the strain of heavy armor
Only adept with the staff (no hand to hand combat)
Susceptible to physical damage


RP Sample (Be sure to include said strengths and weaknesses in your sample):
The desperation began to set in, hallucinations of meals that labored her past life danced around her tantalizing and seducing her into a dream only met in such dire situations. Athena had been traversing the steep hills of Jiaum Mountains; a rumor from the mouth of fools her only guide and hope for locating her father. She had left the common parts that whispered memories of her past and found new ways that beckoned new adventures both pure and deadly.

Deep in the heart of Windburn forest, she sat a desolate being only comforted by the flickering flames of her creation. A distant sound disrupted the equilibrium found in true silence, a howl that permeated the very atmosphere rendering chills on her pale and slender body. The sound seemed to echo originating from five points all around her. Athena, alert now to the approaching enemies, rose from her seated position grasping her staff firmly in time to see the razor sharp teeth that followed pairs of piercing yellow eyes.

Brackken wolves, local to this desolate part of Jiaum, surrounded her snarling with hunger evident from the trickling saliva coating their fur covered neck rippers. Too tired of waiting, they pounced bounding across the space between themselves and their meal, their ravenous hunger driving their reasoning.

(Levitate; Rank E -10energy)
The wolves met in a climax of fur and teeth as Athena soared just out of their reach. From her vantage point she flings her hand downward (Psyspark Rank D -20energy). The sizzling of mangled fur burns the back of her throat yet she continues to burn and singe each wolf in turn. Arcs of light rain down like holy judgment, their targets yelping with pain. In a drastic move, one of the wolves leaps up and grabs her leg in a vice like grip dragging her down to the earth. The wolves charge knocking and buffeting her. As she posses no way to physically shield herself she can do very little but endure their slashes and bites.
In a moment of clarity within the assault she composes herself enough to devastate her enemies. (Pulse Rank C -40 energy) A spherical pulse of pure energy surrounds her entirety rising in both size and power until a surge of energy detonates from the core slamming each wolf hard against a tree or boulder breaking legs and rendering their assault on her moot; each yelp of pain a welcome sound. The sounds grows fainter as the attackers flee from one mightier than they, red decorates the oaken trees.

RPC Name: Aquila Aelius

Bloodline being applied for: Anima

Give me some strengths and weaknesses from the bloodline: Their awesome in the fact that when they kill with their chosen weapon, they gain the highest stat of that character (+1) and that they have a weapon they specialize in. They suck in the fact that they can't control the need to fight before Adept, and that if the core of their weapon is broke they die.

RP Sample:

Aquila pulled his axe from his back and popped his neck. Many enemies rushed him at once, but Aquila made quick work of each new enemy. With their blood, with every kill, he became that much stronger. And with each boost of strength, he swung harder and faster. Before long, there wasn't much left of the crowd that had attacked him initially. He sighed, no one here was a challenge. They'd all fallen too easy for his tastes. Where was the enemy that could challenge him?

Jinxing himself, a fight appeared. A ronin, it looked like. A katana on his side, the nomad samurai took stance. He'd been watching Aquila fight these enemies, and learned his movements. Aquila only had use of his axe, which was his exodus. Aquila dashed towards the ronin, only to be met with blade. They clashed, and began to duel. Blades swinging, the air becoming tense, the two battles. They began clashing harder and harder, each contender putting in a little bit more. Finally, the ronin stepped under Aquila's swing, drawing his blade on Aquila. Unfazed, Aquila brought his axe to himself. the ronin ducked, and brought his blade down on Aquila. He'd caught Aquila's weapon. But not just anywhere. Right on the core. It began to crack, and Aquila knew already what was to happen. The gem shattered, and with that Aquila fell to the ground, dying slowly. He pondered what would happen to him now. He shook his head as he lit one last Cigerette. "Goodbye world."