[KNIGHT] Islay Conrad / Colchis Page of Mars

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[cert][cert]

 

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remember how the gods turned people into things?
once the earth was a wild and vicious world, and we were part of it

now, we are only animals...

but in time we may be saved.

 

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Name: Islay Moirrey Erskine Conrad

Nickname: Izzy. Her name is actually pronounced EElay, but a lot of people say it IZlay, so Izzy sort of derives from that.

Age: 16

Birthday: March 22

Sign: Aries

Gemstone: Emerald

Blood Type: O-

Fav. Food: Caramel chocolate, Taco Bell, dark chocolate with sea salt caramel

Hated Food: Stinky cheeses, red or seeded grapes

School: Crystal Academy

Hobbies:
Technology -- Need to know specs? Izzy's got them memorized. She's got a hard-won variety of knowledge as far as computers go; she's built her own computer, is a fairly accomplished amateur mechanic, and won a state-wide robotics competition before she moved to Destiny City with her dad. She subscribes to several technology dailies and is pseudo-IT at home, fixing things for Politician Dad and Teacher Dad. Given the materials, she can bug your phone. She can also tell when your phone is being bugged. She loves technology and machinery. It is the best. (Part of her life end goal is becoming a digital forensic specialist.)

Concerts -- Music is the background rhythm of Islay's life. Even when she had nothing else, she did have music. She is a devoted attendee of the Destiny City symphony with one or the other of her fathers, and if she's at home, there is going to be some classical concerto playing at a reasonable volume. When biking, she favors the musical styling a of groups like the Hypnotic Brass Ensemble, and when working out one can expect to hear the soundtrack from Marvel superhero movies from her iPhone. She isn't obsessive about the groups performing, insofar as she has no particular love of most pop culture musicians, but she is definitely willing to scrimp and save her allowance to get herself tickets to specific group concerts.

Social media -- Izzy is very, very active on social media. She updates her facebook daily, and her twitter about every hour. If not more. She doesn't have many followers or friends, but that's mostly because she keeps these things just to keep up with her family and friends. How else is she supposed to know what her friends are up to at any given time?

Virtues:
Social -- Islay likes people. She believes they're inherently good, and is willing to give people the benefit of the doubt if they seem decent towards her. She generally trusts people shortly after meeting them, and doesn't mind being tasked with their care. She is friendly, too, and good at getting people to open up with her, which was useful when she lived in foster care and often had to adapt to new situations quickly. Despite her somewhat dramatic early years, she's not all that hardened by life.

Open minded -- Open to new experiences, there's very little that Islay won't give a try as long as it's not blatantly illegal or, like, cruel. She has eaten a chocolate-covered grasshopper, which is something not everyone will own up to. She likes to one-up people with the weird s**t she's done, and likes to hear stories about the weird s**t other people have done. She always likes to hear all sides of a story before passing judgement, although there are a few cases where she feels things are so clear that she doesn't need to know any more than she already does.

Flaws:
Boring -- She doesn't enjoy dramatics, and can quickly get impatient with someone pitching a fit just to pitch a fit. She likes process, and homework, and the comfort of procedure. She goes to bed early, and always leaves the party first. She gets up at six every day, listens to classical music while getting dressed, and goes for a run. Then she eats a balanced breakfast, and a balanced lunch, and a balanced dinner. Islay is very attached to her routine, and while she's willing to try new experiences, that's provided they fit inside the structure of her existing life. She has been accused of being fifteen going on fifty, and privately she thinks they aren't wrong.

Skeptic -- Being willing to hear you out doesn't mean she's going to believe you. If you can't prove something with hard physical evidence, she's not gonna go for it. There are a few things that she doesn't really question, like, you know, physics, but everything else of the world is up for debate. And debate it she will--she's got a politician and a teacher for dads, so she's familiar with the myriad ways that information can be faked. Your evidence needs to be iron-clad and statistical, not just anecdotal, to sway Islay. Which means she's kind of terrible when confronted with things that no official studies have been done for. Debates in her family tend to end when someone pulls out scholarly articles from JSTOR or an encyclopedia, so if you haven't got something at least that good, Islay is not going to take you seriously. For instance, she isn't sure she really believes in the monsters that have apparently been plaguing DC. Like, she hasn't seen any? So... really?


PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

Eyes: Deep dark red.

Hair: Dark, dishwatery blonde. No bangs, pin-straight, down to the small of her back. Izzy is very proud of her hair.

General: Izzy is average height, and did she not have an impressively defined chest, would be average in proportion too. Because she likes running with her dad, she's rather toned in the legs.

Clothes: Crystal uniform.  

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Knight Title: Colchis Page of Mars

Challenge: There's got to be humans among you somewhere.

Weapon:
Page: A gladiolus branch. Symbolizing strength and moral integrity, the gladiolus was often used to symbolize gladiatorial warriors.

Squire: A gladiolus crown, replacing the leather band on her head. For thirty seconds total per battle, Colchis is able to use her wonder's magic to drastically increase her speed and strength. She can only use this boost to charge in a straight line towards a target. While she can be tripped or blocked, the increased force of her collisions with anyone while in this state is liable to send them flying. While she couldn't, per se, catch up to a General running as fast as they could, she could definitely catch a jogging General or a sprinting Captain.

Knight: A flower crown, this time mixed white anemone and gladiolus. For thirty seconds total per battle, Colchis is able to use her wonder's magic to drastically increase her speed and strength. She can only use this boost to charge in a straight line towards a target. While she can be tripped or blocked, the increased force of her collisions with anyone while in this state is liable to send them flying. Colchis now has the option to detonate her remaining energy pool and send everyone inside a five-meter radius of her flying. This does no harm to her, but it does use up the rest of her magic. The strength of the detonation depends on how much magic she has left; one second of her pool remaining would be like a sharp shove, and the full thirty would be like getting hit by a truck, with less blunt force trauma (until you land) (and obviously that damage completely depends on what the other player wants to write; characters can come out of this completely unharmed, just many feet away from Colchis.).

Summon: An eagle. Eagle-sized, eagle-shaped, gold and white. Its scream causes anyone who hears it (enemy or ally, everyone except Colchis) to freeze in place for fifteen seconds.  

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Dale Conrad Islay's dad. He's actually her uncle, and adopted her out of the foster system when she was ten. He is a city councilman, and good at sports. A good old Southern boy with a bit of a drawl.

Aska Kepanen-Conrad Islay's dada. He's been married to Dad for, like, ever. He works at Crystal Academy for Girls, teaching higher-level history and mathematics.

Daisy-May Shaw Islay's big sister, whom she barely remembers. Because of a beaucratic snafu, the two of them were separated in foster care.

Lieutenant Astrophyllite The first powered individual Islay ever met. She seemed really sad and confused. Islay looks forward to meeting her again.  

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Colchis, Placida Locus
Pain is a sensation. Sensations are to be enjoyed.

After traveling through many worlds and over many seas, you have arrived in the demesne of the Knight of Colchis. Kneel, and be purified.

Colchis is a nondescript mountain in the range of Parnassus. The lower reaches are as dry and dusty as the rest of Mars, and if a traveler didn't know where they were going, it was easy to miss the bottom of the Penitent's Stair. Marked only by a sandstone column, the stair was carved out of the mountainside. In this place, criminals who sought redemption and forgiveness would appeal to the Knight of Colchis for their judgement. Murderers, rapists, arsonists, and jaywalkers offered themselves up for the knight's pleasure and their own punishment, as was the Knight's right and duty. A punishment could be anything: a day's service in the higher latitudes of Colchis, corporal punishment, or a fast were common sentences. Those deemed irredeemable were consigned to torture without end. The higher latitudes of Colchis were possessed of hardy highland low-water-consumption trees, and the ground was heavily worked to provide grain, fruit, vegetables, and grazing for goats.

As a place of penitence, Colchis did its best to be self-sufficient. The Knight dwelt in a comfortable cave complex carved out of the side of the mountain with her retinue of retainers; it lay at the top of the Penitent's Stair, but could only be found by those who were presenting themselves for judgement. Though the Knight of Colchis was, by necessity, hard and cruel, it wasn't unknown for them to often walk amongst those they called their 'children'. They would offer the penitent words of encouragement or damnation, as appropriate, and extend or mitigate sentences as they thought worthwhile. The majority of the labor of Colchis was done by those who entrusted the Knight with their care, leaving them time to tend to other matters.

However, this was not the end goal of the knights of Colchis. These secretive men and women held themselves to be the sole defense between humanity and animals which simply held traits like humans. To that purpose, they sought to rehabilitate criminals--those who had fallen to the ways of the animal and forsaken their kind--and remind them of their humanity. Those who managed to survive the grueling punishment of the knights of Colchis would be trained in the way of the Knights and sent out to friendly wonders or worlds. There, their duties would be to advise and absolve, and if necessary, recommend a person travel to Colchis for their own redemption. Colchis's emissaries were often competent fighters and intelligent counselors, as useful as bodyguards as they were to a ruling family.

If a penitent did not survive their punishment, well... then they were never human at all.

In Greek mythology, Colchis was a fabulously wealthy land possessing a grove sacred to Ares, and the origin point of the Amazons. In addition to being the home of Medea and Circe, the hiding-place of Orestes from the Erinyes, and the final interrment-place of Prometheus, where he was chained to a rock and made to suffer an eagle pecking his liver loose.  

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Eye of the tiger
Out of season
[B] Agents and Allies - Astrophyllite [FIN]
[R] Hate for you to see me like this - Astrophyllite [FIN]
[B] Snowed In - Kepler [FIN]
[R] Before you sleep - Xanthus [FIN]
[R] Walk up to the club, I'm like, what up I got a big rock - Kairatos, Astrophyllite [FIN]
[R] Someone save my life tonight - Megiddo, group [FIN]
[R] Look at me, look at me! - Teide [FIN]