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Welcome to Fairy Tail RPG, where your visions come true through your words. You control the destiny of your character. Do you have what it takes to bring the world to order or chaos?
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[color=#ffffff][b]Name:[/b][/color] ???
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[color=#ffffff][b]Gender:[/b][/color] ???
[color=#ffffff][b]Sexuality:[/b][/color] ???
[color=#ffffff][b]Class:[/b][/color] ???
[color=#ffffff][b]Rank:[/b][/color] ?-rank
[color=#ffffff][b]Guild:[/b][/color] ???
[color=#ffffff][b]Tattoo:[/b][/color] ???
[color=#ffffff][b]Face:[/b][/color] ???
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[color=#ffffff][b]Height:[/b][/color] ???
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[color=#ffffff][b]Hair:[/b][/color] ???
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[color=#ffffff][b]Extra:[/b][/color] ???
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[color=#ffffff][b]Likes:[/b][/color]
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height:300px;padding:10px;font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#600000;background-color:#ffffff;margin-top:-2px;margin-right:-2px;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;">I remember when the days were long, And the nights when the living room was on the lawn. Constant quarreling, the childish fits, and our clothes in a pile on the ottoman. All the slander and double-speak Were only foolish attempts to show you did not mean Anything but the blatant proof was your lips touching mine in the photobooth.
And as the summer's ending, The cool air will put your hard heart away. You were so condescending.. And this is all that's left: Scraping paper to document. I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
Cup your mouth to compress the sound, Skinny dipping with the kids from a nearby town. And everything that I said was true, As the flashes blinded us in the photobooth. Well, I lost track, and then those words were said. You took the wheel and you steered us into my bed. Soon we woke and I walked you home, And it was pretty clear that it was hardly love.
And as the summer's ending, The cool air will rush your hard heart away. You were so condescending. And this is all that's left: Scraping paper to document. I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
And as the summer's ending, The cool air will rush your hard heart away. You were so condescending, As the alcohol drained the days.
And as the summer's ending, The cool air will rush your hard heart away. You were so condescending. And this is all that's left: The empty bottles, spent cigarettes. So pack a change of clothes, 'cause it's time to move on.
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< tags >-< words ### >-< short notes > I remember when the days were long, And the nights when the living room was on the lawn. Constant quarreling, the childish fits, and our clothes in a pile on the ottoman. All the slander and double-speak Were only foolish attempts to show you did not mean Anything but the blatant proof was your lips touching mine in the photobooth. And as the summer's ending, The cool air will put your hard heart away. You were so condescending.. And this is all that's left: Scraping paper to document. I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on. Cup your mouth to compress the sound, Skinny dipping with the kids from a nearby town. And everything that I said was true, As the flashes blinded us in the photobooth. Well, I lost track, and then those words were said. You took the wheel and you steered us into my bed. Soon we woke and I walked you home, And it was pretty clear that it was hardly love. And as the summer's ending, The cool air will rush your hard heart away. You were so condescending. And this is all that's left: Scraping paper to document. I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on. And as the summer's ending, The cool air will rush your hard heart away. You were so condescending, As the alcohol drained the days. And as the summer's ending, The cool air will rush your hard heart away. You were so condescending. And this is all that's left: The empty bottles, spent cigarettes. So pack a change of clothes, 'cause it's time to move on. |
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height:300px;padding:10px;font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;background-color:#000000;margin-top:-2px;margin-right:-2px;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;">I remember when the days were long, And the nights when the living room was on the lawn. Constant quarreling, the childish fits, and our clothes in a pile on the ottoman. All the slander and double-speak Were only foolish attempts to show you did not mean Anything but the blatant proof was your lips touching mine in the photobooth.
And as the summer's ending, The cool air will put your hard heart away. You were so condescending.. And this is all that's left: Scraping paper to document. I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
Cup your mouth to compress the sound, Skinny dipping with the kids from a nearby town. And everything that I said was true, As the flashes blinded us in the photobooth. Well, I lost track, and then those words were said. You took the wheel and you steered us into my bed. Soon we woke and I walked you home, And it was pretty clear that it was hardly love.
And as the summer's ending, The cool air will rush your hard heart away. You were so condescending. And this is all that's left: Scraping paper to document. I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
And as the summer's ending, The cool air will rush your hard heart away. You were so condescending, As the alcohol drained the days.
And as the summer's ending, The cool air will rush your hard heart away. You were so condescending. And this is all that's left: The empty bottles, spent cigarettes. So pack a change of clothes, 'cause it's time to move on.
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Personal Name: Avris Revenan Vandraban Age: 20 Gender: male Sexuality: bi-sexual Class: Shaman Race: ??? (Pureblood) Rank: B-rank Guild: Rune Knight Tattoo: Dark purple on the back of his calf Face: Yato—Noragami Appearance Height: 6’1 Weight: 189lbs Hair: dark bluish purple Eyes: purple Overall: Avris is a tall thanks to the right gene pool, at least that's what his grandfather called it. Under the harsh years of abuse and training under his grandfather, Avris gained an amazing body, even after taking control of his own life, that's one of the few things that he continues from his old life. His hair could be described as dark blue or black, and in the right light purple. His favored attire is relaxed. A good pair of jeans and hiking boots. A t-shirt and a zip up jacket will do him justice. His face is rounded to a pointed oval and a gentle smile is always plastered across his face. Some may find it stupid, but its his trick, hide the darkness, and no one will ever know about it. Avris has a long black scarf that he'll wear in the colder months. It was a gift from his mother when he was just a child, and now that she has passed on, he holds it as a token of love from her and he always keeps it close. And in the summer months he keeps it tied around his waste. As a once member of the upper class he can wear formal attire very well and also has his own. By order of his family code his formal attire is all white with blackish-purple trim. But Avris prefers his informal wear. Extra: from his elbow to his wrist there is a black tattoo like mark that runs down his arm. It resembles vines and has many other organic shapes on it. He calls it his curse seal. It lights up when he cast a spell. The lighting up gives no special ability, it’s purely a genetic Mutation that reacts with his magic Personality Personality: Polite, is the very first thing to describe Avris. Growing up in what remained of a 1st class family he was taught everything about etiquette, and so much so its ingrained into his own blood. Gentle comes next. He spent a lot of time with his mother as a child. Who wished for a different life than he had. And with her tender care he was raised to be a gentle person. She tried to shelter him as much as she could when he reached the age of his first surgery, and she was the one who gripped his hand the entire time he recovered. The one who stood in as parental figure as his father slowly became more of a shell Reserved, his interaction was so sheltered as a child and into his teens that his ability to make friends has become permanently damaged. He isn't the best the best at making friends right away even though he wants to be good at making friends, its just something he doesn't know how to do. Protective, once he forms a connection, its something he doesn't let go of. He doesn't want anyone in his life to die or be harmed and thus he tries to protect everyone. Overall Avris works to be the best person he can be while trying to cheer everyone up at the same time. He wants everyone else to have the life he didn't have Likes:
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Magic Magic Name: Broken Soul Magic Magic Element: light or none Magic Description: This magic is purely a mistake born from years of magical and genetic experimentation in Avirs's family. This magic is volatile and resembles that of curses and holds very little protective or healing benefits. Its hue can be many colors, but for Avrice it tends to have a purple theme (purple light, purple flowers.) Avris has never met anyone with a similar magic. His theory happens to be that there are people who have magics that are just a mistake given to them because of magical experimentation. Castable spells
History History: Avris Revenan Vandraban was born in dahlia. The Vandraban family held the goal of creating the perfect mage. And like any person they had to spend generations of magical experimentation and choosing the rights mates to target and increase the ability of one trait. Obviously they failed with almost every child. Avris's grandfather had spent the last of their money buying his only fertile son a wife from a family who shared similar views. Before they were allowed to try for a child. Both his father and mother underwent multiple surgeries to try and increase the magical and physical capabilities of their child. After months of preparation, the couple conceived and had a child. They Named him Avris Revenan Vandraban. Avris was a healthy baby which at first meant they had succeeded in their experiments and that would be added to the books for the future. While the family prepared and decided on new experiments for the couple's next child Avris's father melted away. His brain had been killed with all the experiments, leaving him nothing but an empty shell, incapable of moving. Avris's mother had been turned barren by the experiments. With the Family's future in jeopardy, Avris's life just became more serious. He was watched all the time, and he had checkups twice a day to make sure he was in good health. When he proved to be healthy, his grandfather began training him, and preparing him for his surgeries. Even in his failing health, the man managed to be strict and abusive towards the young Avris. When Avris turned 13, his family began rotting away in front of his eyes. His uncles passed away when a simple cold went through the house, their fragile immune systems were incapable of defending themselves. His grandfather died after the years of experimentation left his body destroyed from the inside out. Lastly his grandmother died when he was 18. Afterwards it was just him and his mother. Forced to become the head of his family at a young age Avris began to manage his family's failing business. With work and effort he moved its base of operations to a safer town and turned it straight. After months of hard work, the money began to flow back in to his house. After that he took care of his mother until she died. Afterwards he left the house and decided to live his life as himself and discover things about himself that he didn't know. Like why he had survived and the rest of his family had died. He was perfectly healthy, actually far above that, he was almost inhuman. He joined the rune knights with the death of the old king and trained under the faithful hand of Adelaide Sokolov who turned him into a fine young soldier, ready to take on the world. Reference: Varian/Syliph's new main |
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[color=#ffffff][b]Name:[/b][/color] Avris Revenan Vandraban
[color=#ffffff][b]Age:[/b][/color] 20
[color=#ffffff][b]Gender:[/b][/color] male
[color=#ffffff][b]Sexuality:[/b][/color] bi-sexual
[color=#ffffff][b]Class:[/b][/color] Shaman
[color=#ffffff][b]Race:[/b][/color] ??? (Pureblood)
[color=#ffffff][b]Rank:[/b][/color] B-rank
[color=#ffffff][b]Guild:[/b][/color] Rune Knight
[color=#ffffff][b]Tattoo:[/b][/color] Dark purple on the back of his calf
[color=#ffffff][b]Face:[/b][/color] Yato—Noragami
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[color=#ffffff][b]Height:[/b][/color] 6’1
[color=#ffffff][b]Weight:[/b][/color] 189lbs
[color=#ffffff][b]Hair:[/b][/color] dark bluish purple
[color=#ffffff][b]Eyes:[/b][/color] purple
[color=#ffffff][b]Overall:[/b][/color] Avris is a tall thanks to the right gene pool, at least that's what his grandfather called it. Under the harsh years of abuse and training under his grandfather, Avris gained an amazing body, even after taking control of his own life, that's one of the few things that he continues from his old life. His hair could be described as dark blue or black, and in the right light purple.
His favored attire is relaxed. A good pair of jeans and hiking boots. A t-shirt and a zip up jacket will do him justice. His face is rounded to a pointed oval and a gentle smile is always plastered across his face. Some may find it stupid, but its his trick, hide the darkness, and no one will ever know about it. Avris has a long black scarf that he'll wear in the colder months. It was a gift from his mother when he was just a child, and now that she has passed on, he holds it as a token of love from her and he always keeps it close. And in the summer months he keeps it tied around his waste.
As a once member of the upper class he can wear formal attire very well and also has his own. By order of his family code his formal attire is all white with blackish-purple trim. But Avris prefers his informal wear.
[color=#ffffff][b]Extra:[/b][/color] from his elbow to his wrist there is a black tattoo like mark that runs down his arm. It resembles vines and has many other organic shapes on it. He calls it his curse seal. It lights up when he cast a spell. The lighting up gives no special ability, it’s purely a genetic
Mutation that reacts with his magic
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[color=#ffffff][b]Personality:[/b][/color] [color=#663399]Polite[/color], is the very first thing to describe Avris. Growing up in what remained of a 1st class family he was taught everything about etiquette, and so much so its ingrained into his own blood.
[color=#663399]Gentle[/color] comes next. He spent a lot of time with his mother as a child. Who wished for a different life than he had. And with her tender care he was raised to be a gentle person. She tried to shelter him as much as she could when he reached the age of his first surgery, and she was the one who gripped his hand the entire time he recovered. The one who stood in as parental figure as his father slowly became more of a shell
[color=#663399]Reserved[/color], his interaction was so sheltered as a child and into his teens that his ability to make friends has become permanently damaged. He isn't the best the best at making friends right away even though he wants to be good at making friends, its just something he doesn't know how to do.
[color=#663399]Protective[/color], once he forms a connection, its something he doesn't let go of. He doesn't want anyone in his life to die or be harmed and thus he tries to protect everyone.
Overall Avris works to be the best person he can be while trying to cheer everyone up at the same time. He wants everyone else to have the life he didn't have
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[*][color=#ffffff][b]Sunlight:[/b][/color] After being stuck in dreary Dahlia all his life and in the same old falling apart house, anything with sunlight gives him joy.
[*][color=#ffffff][b]Groups:[/b][/color] Whether or not you're in the rune knights or phantom lord, Avris thinks that having people around you who will support you is something that someone needs no matter what.
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[*][color=#ffffff][b]Rules:[/b][/color] As a member of the rune knight he has to follow rules. and Sensible rules are okay, but those stupid ones that dictate every turn of your life bring hatred into Avris's heart.
[*][color=#ffffff][b]helplessness:[/b][/color] As a child there was nothing he could do to stop the surgeries and the magical mutations that they did to everyone in his family and even him. And as a cause of such, he hates not being able to do anything. So in matters where it seems like there is no possible situation, Avris takes it as a challenge.
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[*][color=#ffffff][b]A good life:[/b][/color] Avris wishes to check all the right boxes on his way through life. After his childhood he missed a few boxes, so he has a bit of missed time to make up.
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[*][color=#ffffff][b]Surgery:[/b][/color] more specifically surgical tools. There was plenty of slicing and snipping in his household as a child. He hates scalpels and needles and that smell that comes with them.
[*][color=#ffffff][b]small, dark areas:[/b][/color] This can be a multitude of things, such as an alleyway where he has a chance of less escape. or a small tunnel. mainly its the feeling or lack of escaoe combined with darkness and being confined.
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[color=#ffffff][b]Magic Name:[/b][/color] Broken Soul Magic
[color=#ffffff][b]Magic Element:[/b][/color] light or none
[color=#ffffff][b]Magic Description:[/b][/color] This magic is purely a mistake born from years of magical and genetic experimentation in Avirs's family. This magic is volatile and resembles that of curses and holds very little protective or healing benefits. Its hue can be many colors, but for Avrice it tends to have a purple theme (purple light, purple flowers.)
Avris has never met anyone with a similar magic. His theory happens to be that there are people who have magics that are just a mistake given to them because of magical experimentation.
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Avris Revenan Vandraban was born in dahlia.
The Vandraban family held the goal of creating the perfect mage. And like any person they had to spend generations of magical experimentation and choosing the rights mates to target and increase the ability of one trait. Obviously they failed with almost every child.
Avris's grandfather had spent the last of their money buying his only fertile son a wife from a family who shared similar views. Before they were allowed to try for a child. Both his father and mother underwent multiple surgeries to try and increase the magical and physical capabilities of their child. After months of preparation, the couple conceived and had a child. They Named him Avris Revenan Vandraban. Avris was a healthy baby which at first meant they had succeeded in their experiments and that would be added to the books for the future.
While the family prepared and decided on new experiments for the couple's next child Avris's father melted away. His brain had been killed with all the experiments, leaving him nothing but an empty shell, incapable of moving. Avris's mother had been turned barren by the experiments. With the Family's future in jeopardy, Avris's life just became more serious. He was watched all the time, and he had checkups twice a day to make sure he was in good health. When he proved to be healthy, his grandfather began training him, and preparing him for his surgeries. Even in his failing health, the man managed to be strict and abusive towards the young Avris.
When Avris turned 13, his family began rotting away in front of his eyes. His uncles passed away when a simple cold went through the house, their fragile immune systems were incapable of defending themselves. His grandfather died after the years of experimentation left his body destroyed from the inside out. Lastly his grandmother died when he was 18. Afterwards it was just him and his mother. Forced to become the head of his family at a young age Avris began to manage his family's failing business. With work and effort he moved its base of operations to a safer town and turned it straight. After months of hard work, the money began to flow back in to his house. After that he took care of his mother until she died. Afterwards he left the house and decided to live his life as himself and discover things about himself that he didn't know. Like why he had survived and the rest of his family had died. He was perfectly healthy, actually far above that, he was almost inhuman. He joined the rune knights with the death of the old king and trained under the faithful hand of Adelaide Sokolov who turned him into a fine young soldier, ready to take on the world.
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Personal Name: Avris Revenan Vandraban Age: 20 Gender: male Sexuality: bi-sexual Class: Beast master (shaman) Race: Lycan (Pureblood) Rank: B-rank Guild: ??? Tattoo: Dark blue--middle phalanx on the ring finger (small in size) Face: ouni-children of the whales Appearance Height: 6’1 Weight: 189lbs Hair: dark bluish purple Eyes: purple Overall: Avris is a tall thanks to the right gene pool, at least that's what his grandfather called it. Under the harsh years of abuse and training under his grandfather, Avris gained an amazing body, even after taking control of his own life, that's one of the few things that he continues from his old life. His hair could be described as dark blue or black, and in the right light purple. His favored attire is relaxed. A good pair of jeans and hiking boots. A t-shirt and a zip up jacket will do him justice. His face is rounded to a pointed oval and a gentle smile is always plastered across his face. Some may find it stupid, but its his trick, hide the darkness, and no one will ever know about it. Avris has a long black scarf that he'll wear in the colder months. It was a gift from his mother when he was just a child, and now that she has passed on, he holds it as a token of love from her and he always keeps it close. And in the summer months he keeps it tied around his waste. As a once member of the upper class he can wear formal attire very well and also has his own. By order of his family code his formal attire is all white with blackish-purple trim. But Avris prefers his informal wear. Extra: marks that appear and glow when he uses his magic, adds nothing extra along with an unusual color of his blood Personality Personality: Polite, is the very first thing to describe Avris. Growing up in what remained of a 1st class family he was taught everything about etiquette, and so much so its ingrained into his own blood. Gentle comes next. He spent a lot of time with his mother as a child. Who wished for a different life than he had. And with her tender care he was raised to be a gentle person. She tried to shelter him as much as she could when he reached the age of his first surgery, and she was the one who gripped his hand the entire time he recovered. The one who stood in as parental figure as his father slowly became more of a shell Reserved, his interaction was so sheltered as a child and into his teens that his ability to make friends has become permanently damaged. He isn't the best the best at making friends right away even though he wants to be good at making friends, its just something he doesn't know how to do. Protective, once he forms a connection, its something he doesn't let go of. He doesn't want anyone in his life to die or be harmed and thus he tries to protect everyone. Overall Avris works to be the best person he can be while trying to cheer everyone up at the same time. He wants everyone else to have the life he didn't have Likes:
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Magic Magic Name: Vandraban Line Magic Magic Element: none Magic Description: A magic formulated after years of familial traditions and practice, it exists perfectly to conform to them and highlight their magic perfectly. This magic is only accessible by someone of the vandraban bloodline but comes with some drawbacks. After years of use, the magic will slowly turn your blood into that of an unusual color and will also create odd patterns on your skin that will appear and light up when you use the magic. This is only a marker to show how long someone has used the magic and adds no special ability to the holder
History History: Avris Revanan Vandraban was born to a prominent Lycan family while they were travelling from a pack meeting in Dahlia to their home in Oak. He was born en route and should have had a rather sheltered life but with the birth of a new air into their family they chose to move to dahlia with the rest of the lycan family and proceed with his training from there. As a young child he was trained with a harsh hand by his grandfather, who wanted him to be a perfect lycan warrior so he wouldn't be a disappointment to the family and their name. His father ended up becoming a mind-dead slob after getting involved with some unsavory characters in the phantom lord guild causing Avris to lose his father at a young age. Leaving his mother alone and with a emotionally distraught son. Here his mother thrived, shielding her son from her abusive father in-law and removing him from their dahlia home and sending him back to oak to rot. After his mom finally stood up she began to climb in the pack, constantly fighting the hostility of the pack and slowly gaining respect until she was a valued member of the pack. She was a force to be reckoned with and she inadvertently placed Avris in her shadow and caused him to feel the need to gain as much support as she did in her life. After his mother died he claimed some mourning time and went out to explore. On his trips he met Alice Baskerville. Even as a lycan she still trained him, even though he was unable to join the rune knights at the time and possibly ever. He ended up forming a deep bond with her and during the transition of power he himself grew as a person Reference: Varian/Syliph's new main |
Personal Name: Avris Revenan Vandraban Age: 20 Gender: male Sexuality: bi-sexual Class:Assassin Race: Vampyre (Pureblood) Rank: B-rank Guild: ??? Tattoo: Dark blue--middle phalanx on the ring finger (small in size) Face: ouni-children of the whales Appearance Height: 6’1 Weight: 189lbs Hair: dark bluish purple Eyes: purple Overall: Avris is a tall thanks to the right gene pool, at least that's what his grandfather called it. Under the harsh years of abuse and training under his grandfather, Avris gained an amazing body, even after taking control of his own life, that's one of the few things that he continues from his old life. His hair could be described as dark blue or black, and in the right light purple. His favored attire is relaxed. A good pair of jeans and hiking boots. A t-shirt and a zip up jacket will do him justice. His face is rounded to a pointed oval and a gentle smile is always plastered across his face. Some may find it stupid, but its his trick, hide the darkness, and no one will ever know about it. Avris has a long black scarf that he'll wear in the colder months. It was a gift from his mother when he was just a child, and now that she has passed on, he holds it as a token of love from her and he always keeps it close. And in the summer months he keeps it tied around his waste. As a once member of the upper class he can wear formal attire very well and also has his own. By order of his family code his formal attire is all white with blackish-purple trim. But Avris prefers his informal wear. Extra: marks that appear and glow when he uses his magic, adds nothing extra along with an unusual color of his blood Personality Personality: Polite, is the very first thing to describe Avris. Growing up in what remained of a 1st class family he was taught everything about etiquette, and so much so its ingrained into his own blood. Gentle comes next. He spent a lot of time with his mother as a child. Who wished for a different life than he had. And with her tender care he was raised to be a gentle person. She tried to shelter him as much as she could when he reached the age of his first surgery, and she was the one who gripped his hand the entire time he recovered. The one who stood in as parental figure as his father slowly became more of a shell Reserved, his interaction was so sheltered as a child and into his teens that his ability to make friends has become permanently damaged. He isn't the best the best at making friends right away even though he wants to be good at making friends, its just something he doesn't know how to do. Protective, once he forms a connection, its something he doesn't let go of. He doesn't want anyone in his life to die or be harmed and thus he tries to protect everyone. Overall Avris works to be the best person he can be while trying to cheer everyone up at the same time. He wants everyone else to have the life he didn't have Likes:
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Magic Magic Name: Blood Magic Magic Element: none Magic Description: A magic that follows along with the name of vampyres around Fiore and something Avris and his family used religiously to make themselves better and increase their magical ability to make themselves dangerous to all the races. [list] [*] Self buff speed [*]supplemenatary [*] offensive [*] self buff strength History History: Avirs's birth was shielded from him and he still has no idea who his father was all he had in his life was his grandfather and his mother. His grandfather was a cruel harsh person who put Avris through grueling training as a vampyre Avris learned about his thirst for blood the hard way. Being forced to drink the blood of an innocent at a young age. He still remembers his grandfather draining the blood from a random stranger. His lifeless form dropping to the ground, his grandfather cleaning his mouth. This left Avris with a distaste for his own race. While he does not despise them or despise how he gets food. He despises the stigma that exists and what they do to live up to that stigma. When his grandfather was killed Avris and his mother fled dahlia, his birthplace. HIs mother was skittish and with his death she felt targeted and packed up their wealth and moved to a secluded home in Marigold where his mother kept their money up by helping the corrupt theater. Even as a skittish woman, she sure held a presence in a room and could close a deal better than anyone else. After his mother eventually died as well from age and a combination of emotional strain Avris left marigold as well. He still kept the money intact, but made sure the money was clean, he didn't want to be caught up in a dangerous situation while he tried to find himself. Along his journey he met an Alice Baskerville, who still treated him with respect, even as she trained rune knights, an organization not known for their friendliness towards those of the nightly races. But they formed a deep friendship that still holds till today. Reference: Varian/Syliph's new main |
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A painter, a sculptor, a poet, certainly a novelist, each left behind their works even in the most ancient of times but a musician of those times took his art to the grave. Of course the destruction of a contemporary musician too would be lesser crime as there are always plenty of recordings except in the case of our Ojibway and Metis fiddle players. The traditional player like your uncle Shamengua believed that he owed his music to the wind and that like the wind his music partook of infinite changeability. A recording would cause his song to become finite.
A painter, a sculptor, a poet, certainly a novelist, each left behind their works even in the most ancient of times but a musician of those times took his art to the grave. Of course the destruction of a contemporary musician too would be lesser crime as there are always plenty of recordings except in the case of our Ojibway and Metis fiddle players. The traditional player like your uncle Shamengua believed that he owed his music to the wind and that like the wind his music partook of infinite changeability. A recording would cause his song to become finite.</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="font-size:8px;opacity:0.5;"><b>LAIKA OF GS!</b></div></div>
A painter, a sculptor, a poet, certainly a novelist, each left behind their works even in the most ancient of times but a musician of those times took his art to the grave. Of course the destruction of a contemporary musician too would be lesser crime as there are always plenty of recordings except in the case of our Ojibway and Metis fiddle players. The traditional player like your uncle Shamengua believed that he owed his music to the wind and that like the wind his music partook of infinite changeability. A recording would cause his song to become finite. A painter, a sculptor, a poet, certainly a novelist, each left behind their works even in the most ancient of times but a musician of those times took his art to the grave. Of course the destruction of a contemporary musician too would be lesser crime as there are always plenty of recordings except in the case of our Ojibway and Metis fiddle players. The traditional player like your uncle Shamengua believed that he owed his music to the wind and that like the wind his music partook of infinite changeability. A recording would cause his song to become finite. A painter, a sculptor, a poet, certainly a novelist, each left behind their works even in the most ancient of times but a musician of those times took his art to the grave. Of course the destruction of a contemporary musician too would be lesser crime as there are always plenty of recordings except in the case of our Ojibway and Metis fiddle players. The traditional player like your uncle Shamengua believed that he owed his music to the wind and that like the wind his music partook of infinite changeability. A recording would cause his song to become finite. |
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<font size="5">♛</font></div></td><td style="border-left:solid 5px #006699;color:#ffffff;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;font-family:georgia;padding:5px 5px 5px 50px;">A painter, a sculptor, a poet, certainly a novelist, each left behind their works even in the most ancient of times but a musician of those times took his art to the grave. Of course the destruction of a contemporary musician too would be lesser crime as there are always plenty of recordings except in the case of our Ojibway and Metis fiddle players. The traditional player like your uncle Shamengua believed that he owed his music to the wind and that like the wind his music partook of infinite changeability. A recording would cause his song to become finite.
A painter, a sculptor, a poet, certainly a novelist, each left behind their works even in the most ancient of times but a musician of those times took his art to the grave. Of course the destruction of a contemporary musician too would be lesser crime as there are always plenty of recordings except in the case of our Ojibway and Metis fiddle players. The traditional player like your uncle Shamengua believed that he owed his music to the wind and that like the wind his music partook of infinite changeability. A recording would cause his song to become finite.
A painter, a sculptor, a poet, certainly a novelist, each left behind their works even in the most ancient of times but a musician of those times took his art to the grave. Of course the destruction of a contemporary musician too would be lesser crime as there are always plenty of recordings except in the case of our Ojibway and Metis fiddle players. The traditional player like your uncle Shamengua believed that he owed his music to the wind and that like the wind his music partook of infinite changeability. A recording would cause his song to become finite.</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="font-size:8px;opacity:0.5;"><b>LAIKA OF GS!</b></div></div>
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