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Your name is HYLOXA BATIDA.

Calling you ABRASIVE would be an understatement. You are BRUTALLY HOSTILE to anyone who even looks at you the wrong way, especially those damn HIGHBLOODS. Your words drip with the POISON that you find so appealing.

When not trying to start FIGHTS or AGGRAVATE other trolls, you tend to FIND any kinds of compounds that are useful to you. You CRAFT different POISONS, and often need different HERBS and MINERALS to get the job done. You FOCUS on these poisons, though you often also create the ANTIDOTES as well. Never know when you might need the CURE.

If only you spent more of your time making BENEFICIAL compounds, instead of VENOM. You can't control your VIOLENT urges, however.

Though you are AGGRESSIVE and HOSTILE, your moirail, Savona, seems to keep you calm, particularly when you find you may regret the actions you were planning. You never know what sort of ALLIES you'd miss out on if Savona didn't keep your head on straight. Though you sometimes need to remind her that not everyone is worth saving. When she's not around, you are FLOODED with dark thoughts.

Your troll tag is disruptiveBlight and you speak «ɴorʍally, though soʍɛtiʍɛs you gɛt ȺȠGƎƦƎD ȺȠD ȺƦƎȠ'T ȺFƦȺȊD TO ƧHOW ȊT»




Lusus: Poison Dart Frog
Symbol: Arsenic
Strife Specibus: Dual-Wield three bladed Katars, sometimes dipped in poison.
Fetch Modus: Operation -- just like the game, cards must be extracted from the modus with precision. This suits Hyloxa due to his precision with mixing potions.
Quadrants: Moirails with Savona, though he feels more red than he would like to admit.

Personality: Angry. Rude, violent, and angry. Hates highbloods who are high and mighty, but can tolerate those who don't try to act superior. Is kept somewhat calm by Savona, however she can't always be there to keep him from ripping someone's head off or poisoning them.

Abilities/Skills: Extremely adept at making poisons. If he wasn't so angry, he'd also be able to focus on better chemistry -- such as healing balms, or other helpful potions. However, he focuses on poison and sometimes the antidote, just in case of accidents.

Background: A bitter, lonely troll, who has grown tired of the hemospectrum and caste system. He has a huge disdain for trolls who rub the hemospectrum in his face -- for example, if a blue blood didn't go high and mighty in attitude on him, he would likely ignore them, however if they try to "pull rank" on him, he would get very irritated and likely lash out.

His moirail, Savona, helps to keep him somewhat pacified, however he has taken her caring and protection the wrong way. He understands the nature of their moirallegiance, however, he still has deeper red feelings for that are not reciprocated. This is also causing him to grow bitter, though it hurts him to think he would do anything to harm Savona, he sometimes gets the urge to do something bad even to her.

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The Abrasive

The Abrasive was a lonely, angry troll, who had a disdain for highbloods and seadwellers. Their high and mighty attitudes always got on his nerves. His moirail, the Defender kept him at bay, however -- she was very calming and soothing to his rage. However, the doting and attention the Defender paid to the Abrasive caused him to start to develop more red feelings; these were not reciprocated by the Defender.

As the rebellion started, the Abrasive was eager to join. He was a valuable asset to the rebellion, using his potion and chemistry skills to make anything that was needed. When he added his poisons to The Virtuoso's weapons or in a bomb made by The Mechanic, it strengthened the rebellion and caused the Defender to give him more praise and attention.

As the war became more and more demanding, the Defender was less able to pay attention to the Abrasive, and he became more and more jaded, thinking she was rejecting him. Feeling hurt and bitter, especially letting his unrequited red feelings overwhelm him, he defected to the seadwellers, despite his disdain for them. He figured he had nothing left with the other land dwellers, and he may as well try to help the side that seemed to have the advantage. Though he was on their side, he did not prepare as many poisons for them, still feeling a little conflicted.

In the end, he was ordered to execute all the trolls in a camp that was being guarded by the Defender. He ended up taking the opportunity to poison her, and even took delight in her suffering. Though as he watched her die, something inside snapped, and he realized what an awful thing he had done. Quickly, the Abrasive administered the antidote, however it was too late. The damage was done. Feeling guilty, he ended up allowing himself to be killed by the rebellion trolls who had come to the Defender's aid. He never stopped muttering how sorry he was as he held her in his arms.

Your name is KINYON ZYGODA.

You tend to BLEND IN with your surroundings. Even standing in an OPEN field, you seem to be nearly INVISIBLE. Most others pass you by without a single GLANCE. You never seem to mind, though, using the opportunities to OBSERVE.

You have a strange affinity for PLANTS, and strangely enough, when around plants, you become even more OBSCURE and hard to see. CLIMBING seems to occupy a lot of your time; HIGH PLACES make such great observation points.

Others have remarked that you have a KNACK for SENSING others, even when they are silent. You often get yourself into scrapes with other trolls, so your CLIPPERSKIND always have a sharp edge and are ready for any kind of TRIMMING you may encounter.

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Lusus: Chameleon
Symbol: Constellation - Chamaeleon
Strife Specibus: Large hedge clippers, able to be snapped apart without damage to them to form two mini spears, or used as clippers to try to cut through things.
Fetch Modus: Grip -- Works like Array in which he can access any card at any time, however, his unusual arm/hand strength is required to remove it. Most normal users would not be able to use Grip since it requires strong hands and fingers, however other strong trolls/humans would find success in it as well.
Quadrants: None Filled

Personality: Happy-go-lucky. Enjoys talking to others, but also enjoys listening and observing. He feels a little lonely sometimes and would like to make more friends, however this leads him to be more friendly than he should be, which is not a very good troll trait.

Abilities: Can alter the air directly around him, causing him to literally disappear. This ability takes a lot of concentration, and he can't move or breathe -- so it only lasts as long as he can hold his breath. However, he can do it partially without holding his breath, for example if he's hiding in a tree he can help keep himself partially obscured while relying on the tree to do the rest, though when he's only doing it partially, it is not quite as effective. Also, due to all his climbing and gripping, he has tremendous upper body strength (despite still looking scrawny), allowing him to climb things most other trolls wouldn't think of climbing. This strength also is enough to choke the life out of someone without a second thought, however he is mostly passive and would rather disarm and disable someone and escape than kill.

Background: Kinyon has had a rather boring existence thus far. He spends a lot of time with his lusus, who shows him all kinds of tricks to climbing and camouflage. Inside, Kinyon is lonely, though he tends to not admit it to himself and just tries his best to make friends. He would rather not fight, though he would of course defend himself.

He has been in a few scrapes during his life, higher bloods attempting to cull him due to his low blood and seemingly wrong troll mentality. Normally, he's able to escape, climbing a tree and using his abilities to disappear. However, getting into scrapes has improved his fighting ability, and he has been known to destroy other trolls when he can't escape.

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Boldhand, the Shrouded

Devoting most of his life to the teachings of his lusus, the Shrouded excelled at camouflage as well as climbing and remaining still for extended periods of time. It was nothing for the Shrouded to remain motionless in a tree for hours on end.

Keeping mostly to himself, the Shrouded kept a peaceful existence, not really concerning himself with the affairs of other trolls. Until one fateful day, while he was out getting food and supplies, he returned to find his lusus slain.

The grief ruined the Shrouded. He felt horrible guilt for not being there to save his lusus, and angry, such horrible anger building up inside him.

Catching word of the rebellion and sure that his lusus, while not a flyingbeast was caught in the mess by the insane seadweller, the Shrouded immediately joined the cause. He offered his supreme camouflage skills, able to sneak into enemy territory with ease and plant bombs, booby traps, and gather information.

However, despite his amazing skill and strength, it would not always be enough to save him. One fateful day, he was overwhelmed by an ambush -- the seadwellers had gained information that let them know when and where the Shrouded was going to be next. He was on a mission to plant explosives made by the Mechanic.

He fought valliantly and tried his best to escape. However, the seadwellers had learned his tricks, knowing he used the cover of trees and his agility in moving between branches to aid his camouflage. The trees were rigged with traps, including explosives. The blast knocked him from the trees and allowed him to be caught.

The seadwellers, egos inflated with pride at catching such an elusive target, dragged the injured troll to a nearby rebellion camp. Making sure other rebels were watching, they finished the job and dismembered the Shrouded's corpse, hanging the pieces from the trees, sending a strong message to any other rebel who was intending to infiltrate: it would not end well.

Your name is SAVONA SPELAE.

You have an extrordinarily CALM DEMEANOR, however this should not be mistaken for APATHY. Your calm appearance hides a HIBERNATING force that once emerges is utterly RUTHLESS. You are fiercely protective of your ALLIES and FRIENDS, regularly risking your own well being to protect them.

While not being a DEFENDER, you tend to stick around your HIVE and try your hand at COOKING. However, most of the mush you produce is RATHER TERRIBLE. You vow to improve, however!

Your DEFENSIVE nature tends to get you into MANY SCRAPES with other trolls. This has caused you to take up basic FIRST AID skills to close your own WOUNDS, or those wounds of who you defend.

Your CALM PERSONA seems to help keep your MOIRAIL, Hyloxa at bay. You often wonder what sort of awful things he'd get himself into if you weren't around ...

Your troll tag is vigilantSentinel and you speak car3fully,,, with littl3 3nthusiasm,,, though also with duplicat3d punctuation... your symbol b3ing lik3 a trinity,,, 3s ar3 in your blood!!!







Lusus: Cave Bear
Symbol: Threefold
Strife Specibus: Three bladed weapon, the blades are curved and all pointed in the same direction. Works if thrown or held.
Fetch Modus: Picnic Basket -- Two compartments for Captchalogue cards, each with two rows. Items can be only removes from the front of a given row. To access the rest of the items, the cards must be ejected or rearranged.
Quadrants: Moirails with Hyloxa

Personality: Over protective, for some reason going against logic, she tries to help trolls she feels a draw to. She does not always feel this 'draw' and has been known to cull or leave other trolls to die, however, when she feels a certain connection or feeling, she will defy logic and assist even total strangers. Otherwise, she is rather peaceful, unless defending or attacking.

Abilities/Skills: She has learned basic first aid skills, which is not really a common troll trait. Otherwise, she hides a lot of physical power in her form, and is quite proficient with her bladed weapon, whether she throws it or holds it in her hand.

Background: Her Ancestor served as a guardian of some importance, and defended other trolls who were important in the uprising. Therefore, this guardian-like attitude has transferred into Savona, causing her to be a nurturing guardian, also much like the bear lusus she has. Bears are fiercely protective of their young, but otherwise seem calm and aloof. For some reason she has transferred this protectiveness to other trolls.

She met Hyloxa when they were young, and felt compelled to help him with his anger issues. She became his moirail with the genuine intent to help pacify him, keeping him from hurting himself or those who did not necessarily deserve it. She gets the feeling he is looking for something more, which makes her uncomfortable, since she does not have any red feelings for him. However, she is content to protect him from himself, so to speak.

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The Defender

Before the rebellion began, the Defender was moirails with the Abrasive. She felt compelled to keep him at bay; sometimes he desired to have trolls to test his chemical compounds on, trolls which were not always deserving of such awful fates. The Defender kept the Abrasive from becoming a totally abhorrent troll, keeping him at peace while they were together.

As the rebellion began, the Defender was unsure of whether she should be involved or not. The Abrasive was a hateful troll and was very excited to jump into combat, however the Defender was more cautious about the happenings. Regardless, as time marched on, she became persuaded to join the rebellion. She took up a role defending all important trolls. She was a body guard to trolls carrying supplies to and from various camps, protecting them from onslaught. She guarded saboteurs as they planted bombs and traps. She defended the weak and injured as other trolls went for help. She was the Defender, rightfully, and respected among the land dwellers she protected. Most only saw her as a stoic statue, watching carefully. However, those who saw her in combat knew a radically different tale; she was a force to be reckoned with.

During the turmoil of the rebellion, the Abrasive became more and more hostile. This was accepted at this point, in the Defender's eyes -- at least he was being productive to their cause. However, she still had to keep some of his most destructive tendencies at bay.

The rebellion was at a boiling point and the Defender was unable to keep her full attention on the Abrasive. He took this as rejection, as he had misguided red feelings, and he lashed out. He ran off to the seadwellers and threw himself at their mercy, promising to be a poison master for them. The Defender was hurt at her betrayal, and tried numerous times to retrieve him, however she was always unsuccessful.

One day, as the rebellion was being smashed, the Defender was guarding the entrance to one of the few remaining camps. The Abrasive had his orders: poison. Coming across the Defender and going blind with anger, jealousy, and bitterness, he lashed out at her, instantly infecting her with the venom on his blades. The Defender collapsed, the fast-acting toxin quickly destroying her insides. Green blood started leaking from her ears, from her mouth. Pale green tears welled up in her eyes, and she stared up at the Abrasive, unable to move or speak as the paralysis spread.

The Abrasive was snapped back to reality, realizing what he had done. That he had been consumed by jealousy. He quickly administered the antidote to the Defender, however it was too late. He stroked her hair as she took her final breath, red tears streaming down his cheeks and landing on her still form. He never stopped mumbling how sorry he was.

Your name is TEPHRA ILUZAL.

Others tend to call you ECCENTRIC. You're not sure if you AGREE with that or not, however, you certainly KNOW what you LIKE. Your main PASSION is ART. Nothing can stop you from PAINTING or SCULPTING except running out of SUPPLIES.

When not making ART MASTERPIECES, you are out FORAGING for supplies, such as HERBS and STONES to grind into pigment. You often ENJOY finding trolls with BEAUTIFUL BLOOD colors, as you like to use their blood as PIGMENT. Not all trolls agree with your desire to COLLECT vials of their blood, however.

You do notice you tend to get EMOTIONAL from time to time, when you are ALONE you get very UPSET. However, when you are paid COMPLIMENTS from other trolls, especially regarding your ART, you get so VERY EXCITED.

Your troll tag is cleverFabricator and you tend to )| be very BORING. |(








Lusus: A griffin-like beast with the front being made of a bird like a blue jay, and the back being like a domesticated house cat. It is the size of a house cat.
Symbol: Lapis Lazuli
Strife Specibus: Multi-purpose painter's tool -- a flat metal "blade", curved and angled differently on the edges. The edges have been sharpened. It has a flat end though, so it is not ideal for stabbing, just for slashing or cutting. It is rather wide as well, and could be used for slapping with the broad surface.
Fetch Modus:
Quadrants: None Filled

Personality: Lonely, "emo kid", painting all kinds of moody pictures. However, she tends to be flip floppy in her mood, and when someone pays her positive attention she becomes happy and bubbly. She is desperate for attention, and tends to bother trolls to look at her art, and tries fishing for compliments.

Abilities/Skills: She is just good at painting and sometimes at making sculptures, though she is not as good as she thinks at sculpting. She is very talented at painting and making new pigments from things she finds.

Background: Always enjoying the splatters of blood when she saw victims of culling, she realized she could splatter blood on canvas and make beautiful art. This eventually lead her to try to collect blood from trolls just to make paintings, however she usually didn't inflict wounds that would be fatal. Once this caused her a lot of trouble, she resorted to making paint from flowers and rocks she finds out and about, and even sometimes resorting to getting paint from the store. However sometimes her bloodlust shows through and she just wants to get blood from trolls she thinks have "beautiful" blood.

Your name is VITREL ITAENA.

You have an AFFINITY for all things SHINY. Your HIVE in the SEA contains many superfluous MOSTLY-CLEAR COLORED BAUBLES and plenty of GEMSTONES for no real reason. Despite being a SEADWELLER, your favorite thing is searching both LAND and SEA for interesting artifacts to add to your COLLECTION. In your spare time, you've even taken to CARVING DESIGNS or SHAPES into the stones you've amassed.

For being such a HIGHBLOOD you sure do like LOWBLOODS. They don't bother you at all, and in fact, your MURDEROUS TENDANCIES are kept in check by the desire to find the SECRETS and TREASURES the lowbloods possess. If you culled them all, there would be no TREASURES left. Though sometimes you don't mind DESTROYING a few spirits with your MULTIFLAILKIND. Its vicious TENDRILS leave many stings, your FLOGGING sure to be reckoned with.

Even though you enjoy COLLECTING your treasures, you enjoy just as much SHARING them. You've been known to hand over random SHINY TREASURES to trolls, even ones you've just met. Somehow, your NAIVE charm is catchy.

Your troll tag is clarionOracle and you speak ~~ Excitedly!! Punctuation is your BEST FRIEND!!! Sometimes you get A LITTLE CARRIED AWAY~~~!!!! >_<;;;





Lusus: Glass Octopus
Symbol: Constellation - Piscis Austrinus
Strife Specibus: Cat-o-Nine-Tails like whip (though with eight 'tails' like her octopus lusus), with blades on the ends of the 'tails' as well as longer length.
Fetch Modus: Treasure Chest, little satchels filled with Captchalogue Cards, each satchel organized by what kind of items are on the card. Ironically, most of the cards are filled with pouches and satchels used while she is collecting gems.
Quadrants: None Filled

Personality: Bubbly, excited, but also at the same time very childish and mopey. Definitely loves attention, and will sulk and act out if she is not being paid attention to. Deep down she has plenty of seriousness, but after some bad experiences in her past being evil, she'd rather dedicate herself to being fun and happy, clearly not caring about troll customs. She enjoys sharing the various things she finds or makes.

Abilities/Skills: Vitrel is very skilled at finding treasure, having a subconscious knack for knowing where treasure might be buried. This ranges from all kinds of "treasures" from valuable gems and ores to relics and chests, as well as artifacts such as tablets and scrolls. With her collected gems and stones, she has taken to carving ornate designs or making them into statues or decorative pieces. She often likes to take boring chests and carve the wood as well, making nice pieces for her to store her wealth in.

Background: Once feeling high and mighty with her purple blood, Vitrel was not ashamed of whipping and stealing from other trolls, especially if they had some beautiful stones, jewelry, or gems. However, during one conflict, she heard a compelling speech from a troll she was attacking, causing her to realize the err of her ways. She need not be aggressive and violent, and could keep to herself and still accomplish what she wanted. She also could take to bartering and trading to get from others what she may desire.

Ironically, after she gave up her plundering ways, other seadwellers who had become jealous of her wealth and gems started to attack her. She realized how awful she truly was, and made sure she would never attack another troll simply for their treasure. She has resolved to become more pleasant and even share her wealth. Her lusus may also be responsible, reminding her that she would find herself alone forever if she continued to be a terrible troll. Loneliness setting in, she decided to be nicer. And it has worked, she has noticed she is making better friends. Yes, not a great example of a seadweller, but she doesn't really care for the politics of land dwellers versus seadwellers. Something about land dwellers actually calls to her. She often talks to any land dwellers she comes across in her travels.

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The Chiseler

The Chiseler kept to herself in her hive under the sea, with her lusus. She collected gems and jewelry, carving ornate sculptures out of large gems or stones. If she wasn't carving or admiring her collection, she was out actively seeking new prizes for her collection. The Chiseler was not only known for the beautiful work she did with her carving, but also known for having immaculate luck when going on a treasure hunt. This, along with the wealth she had accumulated lead her to be a target even among her own people. Other seadwellers, jealous of her, often harassed her trying to get her to share her wealth. Worse still, they were even known to attack her from time to time. The Chiseler was easily able to defend herself, however, these sorts of conflicts often lead to her being bitter about the whole ordeal.

After one conflict with a particularly aggressive group of seadwellers, the Chiseler escaped to the land, injured. She sat below a tree taking some time to recover from her wounds before returning home. At this time, a random land dweller had walked by, and instead of taking this as an opportunity to attack a weak seadweller, they simply asked her what happened and listened to her story. After venting about the seadweller attack, the other troll offered sympathy, but nothing more. Thanking the land dweller profusely, the Chiseler returned to her hive.

She buried much of her treasure, hiding it in places that she thought she would only be able to find; both on land and in the sea. She also built a safe place for her and her lusus to hide, a tucked away alcove in a ravine. The area was so seldom traveled she knew they could escape there in peace if the need arose.

The Chiseler started visiting the surface more and more, and during these times she ran into two other trolls -- land dwellers -- who were looking for artifacts, and she was glad to offer her assistance, knowing that she could find more treasure and help some trolls. She was able to get into deep under water areas they were unable to access.

Shortly after these events, the Regalant started his rampage, destroying land dweller's lusus and eventually starting the rebellion. Disgusted with the attitude of her fellow seadwellers both now and before from the attacks, sbe took the side of the land dwellers in the rebellion. Before departing for her extended stay on the land, she moved her lusus into the safe place and promised her she would stay safe. She destroyed the remains of her hive and returned to the surface.

The Chiseler offered valuable insight during the rebellion, and enjoyed every minute of it, appalled by the actions of her own people.

Eventually she kept coming across a blueblood called the Advocate, she was irate to find out that he sided with the seadwellers just because they were higher blooded. They constantly fought, each trying to convince the other that they were wrong.

During one such confrontation, the Chiseler got particularly heated and was distracted to the point that she didn't even hear the seadweller approach from behind. Knowing that the Chiseler was a traitor to their cause, the seadweller stabbed the Chiseler through the chest. She fell to her knees, eyes wide, purple blood spewing from her wound. She looked at the Advocate, helpless, before collapsing to her side and bleeding out.