Character(s) ☽☾Let The Imagination Flow - Penguin's Cast of Characters☽☾

[MurderPenguin]

"We need fantasy to survive because reality is too difficult"​

Welcome to my little corner of the Sanctum. Here, you will find various characters that I am pleased to share with you. Each one has been reworked and redone over the last couple of years in order to fit how I view them. It's taken a lot of time and patience, but I'm pleased with how each of them have turned out. Please be warned that a couple characters have less than happy pasts and there are implications of abuse, self-harm, and insinuated non-consensual sex. I will offer a warning and those particular topics will be behind spoilers, so that anyone that reads this will not be caught unawares. If you have any questions about my characters, please feel free to reach out to me. And if one of them catches you eye, don't hesitate to let me know so that we can possibly work something out.

A note on fandoms: I have a small list of fandoms that I'm willing to play in. All of them feature OCs that I've crafted and worked on over the years. They will all be listed in a single post together and labeled by their particular fandom. It will take some time to get them all here, as I don't have working profiles for everyone just yet.

-Penguin

 

[MurderPenguin]

"People often underestimate me. I think it's because I'm short."​

Riona's Pinterest Board

Riona still fairly young, in comparison to those around her, but she has had to mature quickly over the years. As a child, she lost her mother to an over-zealous member of the Emissaries, who used the four year old girl as bait. Suki and three others came to rescue her, but they were quickly overpowered and killed without mercy. Somehow, she survived the encounter but not without the scars of seeing her mother and loved ones utterly destroyed. Of her father, she knew nothing about: she didn't know that her mother had kept her pregnancy hidden from the man that she loved. She didn't know that Suki had never reached out to the man that she loved with all her heart, fearing that he would turn her down.

She was taken in a couple who owed a debt to a local gang leader. They raised her as best as they could, but there was no way to erase the scars of her early trauma. Nightmares haunted her until she learned to keep silent and cry only by herself. Her new parents introduced her to Talon, who would take a keen interest in the girl, believing her to be something than a typical orphan. At the age of ten -- when it was apparent that she was something unique, he took her under his wing and began to train her himself. She continued her education at the Academy with his sponsorship, but she was taught other skills as well: how to fight, how to spy.

How to steal.

Her first job came at sixteen and though she was still young, Talon believed she was the right person for it. Her task was to steal a simple book. Which she accomplished, though she was nearly caught by the person she stole from. For six more years, she continued to train and did more odd jobs for the man. Now, at twenty-two, she owes him a debt that she can only pay back by continuing to work for him. Failure means never loosing that debt. Failure means she will always be in servitude to him.

And that's just not something that she wants.

Birth Name: Avalone, Riona Cael
Aliases-
Reina Teague (adopted family name)
Mizushima Rin/Kanamaru Rin (both names given to her by her mother's family/clan)
Mouse (nickname from Talon)
Titles: Princess (as the niece of the Seelie King); Acolyte (as her father's apprentice)
Nicknames: Ri, Ri-Ri, Little Mouse (condescending -- by Talon and his people)
Age: 22
Date of Birth: 16th March, 20xx
Gender: Female
Place of Birth: Our Lady of the Lake Hospital, Lake Lorelei, Louisiana
Race/Ethnicity/Species: Ryū-yōsei (Dragon/Fae hybrid)
Occupations-
Assistant Dance Instructor (in charge of tutoring new students)
Spy/Thief/Enforcer (various jobs given to her by Talon)

Skin: Lightly tanned with pinkish undertones and a massive amount of freckles (human); pale blue with darker blue freckles (hybrid form)
Height: 4'10 (human form); 5'5 (hybrid form)
Weight: 115 lbs
Build: Slim and willowy, light muscle tone (stronger than she looks)
Hair Color/Length/Style: Red-gold, long and unruly (curly); usually leaves it loose
Eye Color: Blue-gray (human); glowing silver with no pupils or sclera (hybrid)
Typical clothing style: Casual-comfortable, for the most part: jeans or shorts and t-shirts, casual dresses and skirts. In the colder months, she wears oversized jackets to keep warm. When she's competing or dancing in an exhibition, she wears the typical costume of a ballroom dancer. Colors vary, depending on her mood, but shades of blue and green are often a part of what she wears. Everything she wears are almost always clean and neatly pressed or – at the very least – wrinkle free

Tattoos: Faint, mask-like tracing around her eyes, though it's not really a tattoo. This is something from her Fae heritage that's been passed down through the bloodline. Hers is a deep blue color that really shows when she is upset about something. No real tattoos at the moment, though she is hoping to get one at some point
Scars: Various; Riona has seen her fair share of fights and has earned every one of her scars. The most prominent ones are across her hands and fingers, from gun use and minor injuries over the years

Likes: Reading (mostly history, romance, and anything her father gives her) – music (playing and listening) – dancing – coffee and hot chocolate – cupcakes and muffins – strawberries – cherries – savory foods – spicy foods – spending time with her friends – the smell of fresh brewed coffee – older men (10+ years) – dark hair and dark eyes – soft, fluffy things (blankets, pillows, stuffed animals) – animals in general – being treated with respect – being taken seriously – being listened to – singing – cooking/baking – gardening – tactile contact (little touches, hugs, etc.) –

Dislikes: Weak tea and bitter coffee – bland or tasteless foods – being away from friends– dark, enclosed spaces – sour smells – hard or rough surfaces – being treated as if she's slow – being ignored – strong, overpowering smells – having her space disrespected or invaded – being looked down on by those that think they know better – being stared at for no reason – being laid up for any reason (injury, illness, etc.) –

Dreams: Freedom

Fears: Tight, enclosed spaces and total darkness – being taken advantage of

Powers ​

Telepathy: Telepathy is a useful ability that allows communication between two or more people through thoughts, feelings, impressions, and images. Primarily, it is used as a long distance means of communication. The strongest, however, are able to use it as a means of manipulation, controlling the thoughts of others so adeptly that they believe the foreign thoughts are actually their own. For Riona, however, she is limited only to those that she has a close bond to: friends and family, as well as any potential mates.

Healing: Healers are those that are able to assist others. They can cure illnesses and injuries, either on themselves or on others. Some are even able to pull others back from the brink of Death itself, though those are a rare breed. Riona herself is an adept healer, though she's best when she enhances water with her own magic.

Sight: A rare gift that is not easy to control. Seers are rare in their own right and exceptionally strong Seers are those that can see beyond the Veil. Riona's grandfather – her mother's father – came from a strong line of Seers and passed it down to his daughter and granddaughter. Because of her Fae blood, she is able to use mirrored surfaces for the purpose of scrying and can – sometimes – control her visions.

Enhanced Senses: Riona is sensitive to certain smells (like blood) and loud sounds. Her eyesight is marginally better than a regular human's, though weaker than a full-blooded Fae or Demon.

Elemental: Elementals are Fae that are able to control one- or more- of the four basic elements (earth, air, fire, water). They are able to call upon their element or elements in order to aid them in a given situation, whether it be offensive or defensive. There are a very small handful that can control all four and they are considered very rare. Riona's primary elements are fire and water, though she has some minor control over earth. Air, however, has always been elusive to her.

Info For Perceptive Characters​

-For those that can read minds, Riona has a pretty heavy block around her most private thoughts. Surface thoughts – the first thoughts most telepaths encounter – are safe and mostly about little things around her or going on in her life. Exceptionally strong telepaths would be able to bypass those blocks, though there is a chance that she could turn that back on them

-There is a perpetual sense of calm that surrounds her. It's not something she is conscious of, but she is able to manipulate it and calm others around her, if needed.

-There is a unique scent to her, that is calming and soothing and undeniably Fae in origin: the gentle scent of lavender tangled up with the sharp citrus smell of lemon. It is like a perfume that clings to her, no matter what. Those that are human can catch subtle hints of it, but never enough to tell where it comes from. But those that are other are able to track it down, trace it to the small female that it belonged to. And then there is an undertone to her scent: slightly spicy, like cinnamon or peppers. Something that isn't Fae in origin, something that hints at being a little bit darker and a little bit more dangerous.

 

[MurderPenguin]

"I never had a childhood. Every bit of it was taken from me, before I could even appreciate it."​

Lilith's Pinterest Board

Spoiler: TW: Mentions of child abuse

Lilith Morgenstern doesn't like to talk much about her childhood. For her, it should remain where it's always been: buried deep in the past and forgotten. Unfortunately for her, there at some things that just can't remain buried. And the particulars of her childhood have dogged her footsteps ever since she was found wandering on the side of the road, confused and scared. She has no real recollection of that night in particular, when the police picked her up to bring her back to her aunt and uncle. She has no idea how she ended up on the side of the road with blood on her feet and along the hemline of her pajamas.
She was only six years old, on the verge of turning seven, when it was discovered the horrors she had experienced at the hands of her guardians. The police were shocked at the discovery of old and new scars, bruises, and injuries that didn't heal quite right. They were horrified to learn that the system had failed her when they ignored the obvious signs of abuse and neglect. And it was even more terrifying that this came at the hands of a well-respected pastor and his wife, who had "lovingly" taken in her sister's daughter. The stories she had would have made a grown man break down in tears. But she didn't have to tell the stories. They saw it, marked on her body. They heard it in her voice: when she spoke, it was just above a whisper. She would never meet anyone's eyes and she would flinch if someone moved too quickly for her.
For five to six years, she was exposed to three different therapists, each one attempting to break through the barrier she had built up around herself. It took time -- and a lot of patience -- from the third therapist. They didn't judge her and quietly became something of a friend and trusted "advisor" for the child. At the age of twelve, she broke down and told how she felt. About how she could barely sleep through a whole night before she woke up in a cold sweat, thinking she had slept past some alarm. About how she couldn't even go to sleep without double -- and triple -- checking to make sure everything was in order. About how she could barely sit still and how she was always looking over her shoulder, for fear that something was going to happen. She was diagnosed with depression, anxiety, and severe PTSD. With medication, she was more stable and able to live a -- somewhat -- normal life. But little things still crept in and affected her life.
In the foster system, she bounced around from house to house, never staying in one place for very long. And things began to happen. Unexplained events: things moving on their own and Lili hearing voices she shouldn't have been hearing. Not that she told anyone about them, but a few things were witnessed by others. There was no feasible explanation, though, and it left her slightly paranoid. Would things ever be normal again? She wanted them to be normal again: she wanted a life that she should have had before. In school, she threw herself into her work and while she didn't quite reach top honors, she still graduated high in her class. After high school, she took on a job at the library while attending college. At twenty-two, she still works at the library, keeping mostly to herself.

Birth Name: Morgenstern, Lilith Orion
Alternate Names-
Thorn, Lilith Orion (aunt/uncle adoption)
Clark, Lilith Isolde (new life/mom's family name)
Nicknames: Lili,Lil, Sprite, Jinx
Age: 22
Star Sign: Aquarius (January 24th)
Gender: Female
Species: Half-Demon
Sexuality: Heterosexual - Monogamous/Polyamorous (roleplay dependent)
Relationship Status: Single
Mental state: Stable with a history of anxiety, depression, and paranoia
Physical State: Relatively healthy
Current Job: Assistant Librarian
Religious Beliefs: Raised Southern Baptist; no longer practicing/believing
Night Owl or Early Bird?: Somewhere in between
Drinking?: Only tea, coffee, and water. Sometimes soda or fruit drinks. No alcohol
Preferred Alcoholic Drink: N/A (is considered a lightweight)

PHYSICAL INFO​

Skin Tone: Light with hints of pink around her cheeks and nose
Eye Color: Gray with hints of pale blue
Hair Color/Style: Dark brown to black; usually left loose in long, gentle waves
Height: 5'
Weight: 105 lbs
Posture: Stands with her arms crossed, either over her chest or around her stomach. Shoulders slightly hunched, as if waiting for a blow to come. Avoids making direct eye contact: prefers to look right over someone's shoulder or just past their ear. Feet are together with her knees slightly bent to prevent them from locking
Scars: Multiple; Lilith has numerous scars all over her body, predominantly on her back and right side (burn scars from scalding water thrown on her). They start at her shoulder and travel somewhat down her right arm and onto the back of her hand, as well as along her lower back. She has other scars on her back, the backs of her arms, and the backs of her legs (from being whipped and beaten as a child). Most of them weren't allowed to heal properly, as if to serve as a reminder of some kind. The last scar is above her right eyebrow, though it is very faint (unknown). Because of these scars, Lili tends to be very self-conscious about her appearance and always makes sure the worst of them are covered up completely.
Voice Profile: Quiet and soft, with just a hint of a southern accent. Lili never raises her voice, unless it is absolutely necessary. When she talks, it's always with a hint of hesitation.
Clothing Style: Business casual for work: slacks and long sleeved blouses or shirts, as well as knee length skirts and opaque tights with similar shirts tucked in. Flats or low heels to finish it off. Outside of work, long sleeves and jeans or comfortable pants. Nothing that is too revealing, though her work clothes often compliment her shape, where her casual clothes do not

Standing at a mere five feet, it's often easy to overlook Lilith. The young woman doesn't wear anything that attracts attention or catches the eye. Indeed, most of her clothes tend to be in shades that are considered "earthy" in tone. Dark hair is always neatly brushed and left loose, though she will sometimes braid it over one shoulder to keep it out of the way. What little jewelry she wears tends to be two earrings (as she has two holes each in both ears) as well as a simple necklace that's a small bit of crystal that she's had for years now. She doesn't wear any rings on her fingers and keeps her tails trimmed and unpainted. Lilith doesn't often wear makeup, though the times that she does, the colors are understated and muted: nothing bright or showy.

PSYCHE​

Likes: Reading (historical and romance novels) – gardening – cooking/baking – drawing – playing the piano – dancing – sweet foods – tea – coffee – hot chocolate – Chinese take-out – cats – dogs – animals, in general – kids – soft, fluffy things (like blankets and pillows) – the smell of rain – the sound of rain on the rooftop – candles (especially scented ones) – savory foods – being given her space – flowers – music –
Dislikes: Burnt smells (food, wood) – loud, obnoxious noises – spicy foods – bland foods – alcohol – hard, rough surfaces – the smell of burning wood/ash – cigarettes – having her space invaded – being touched without consent – rudeness – the smell of blood – the sight of blood (except her own) –
Triggers: Blood – burning wood
Fears: Being weak/helpless at the hands of an abuser – spending the right of her life completely alone
Mannerisms: Chews on her lip when thinking – double-checks locks after she gets home (even though she just locked up) – fiddles with her clothes when she's nervous
Darkest Secret (TW - Attempted suicide): Many times in her life, Lilith has wanted to give up. She has made the attempt a couple times, but something always saved her. She's not sure if it was always her own subconscious or something on the outside that prevented her, but she's been doing better since her last attempt

THE NEGATIVES​

There is no getting around it: Lilith has had a shitty life and she knows it. She has become paranoid and almost too anxious to live a "normal" life. Her paranoia causes her to check and double check everything that she does, from simple tasks at work to making sure everything is locked after she returns home. Even when she's one hundred percent certain that she's done it. She doesn't make friends easily, due to past trauma and her unwillingness to open up to others easily. She tends to be distant and reserved, not wanting to put her trust in someone that has the potential to use that against her. Past relationships – both familial and personal – have been marked by abuse to the point where she fears that she'll always be alone. It takes time and patience to earn her trust and most people don't want to take the time to do so.

THE POSITIVES​

Despite her upbringing, Lilith does not have such a negative view of the world that she's constantly pessimistic. She is very much a kind and compassionate person to those that she feels that she can trust. She has a small group of people that she does trust with the little bits and pieces of her history. To them, she has a bright, warm smile that lights up the room and a winning personality to go along with it. She's a clever young woman that picks up on things that most people miss, having learned how to "read" people from her previous relationships. She has a great sense of humor that can lean a little towards the dark or morbid, but never so much that it's twisted and sick.

 

[MurderPenguin]

"I'm not a good person. So let's put that to rest. Fuck, I'm barely a person some days.
But I am someone that's willing to get his hands dirty, to keep others from experiencing
what I've experienced. To keep others from loosing everything they have. That's the kind
of person I've become."​

Xavier's Pinterest Board

Xavier should have died that night, with the other members of his family. That he survived and thrives still -- more or less -- could be considered a miracle. He's not so sure that it's even that anymore. He doesn't know what kept him alive that night, when the people that had once been afraid of Deacon decided to descend on the Hilltop and kill everyone inside. It was Christmas and it was one of the biggest parties of the year. Everyone was there: Deacon and Adelle -- the grand hosts and Xavier's parents -- as well as their closest friends and family members. Even the various bastards that Deacon had fathered over the years -- and there were a lot of them -- were in attendance. No one was spared: the servants that lived and worked at the house, the friends that had stopped in to visit, even the bastards were all killed without mercy. The only ones to survive were Xavier himself and Evangeline, his younger sister. They escaped, but there were consequences. Shortly afterwards, Evangeline became sick and fell into a deep coma without warning.

Xavier took her to someone he trusted and left her to their care. He still visits every now and then. To see how she does and to tell her what he knows. It's never a long time and it's never enough, but it's the best he can do. For a number of years, he went underground, vanishing completely. To the general populace, the whole family was dead with no survivors.

Two years later, Ezekiel was caught breaking into a Warden's facility in order to take components needed in order to craft his first weapon: an arcane sniper rifle that he calls "Tempest". Instead of pressing charges or having him arrested, the head of the Wardens in the city offered him a unique deal. He could have access to their facilities and create his weapon as he wishes, but he would have to join the Wardens. Standard contracts ran from ten to twenty years, with the option to go longer. Dominique offered him thirteen years and promised that anything he created with the Wardens would be wholly his. "Our resources are your resources. We need someone like you," she had said. He accepted.

Thirteen years with Wardens flew by. In that time, he fell in love with a woman named Bethany Hawkins. The two of them started a long term relationship that would have eventually led to marriage. If things had gone well. Sadly, they did not. Especially when he found her in bed with someone that he had once counted as a friend.

Even though he is no longer under contract with the Wardens, Ezekiel -- Xavier, Byron, Dean, Avery -- continues to work with them. Dominique continues to pass along information, though none of it ever leads to where he wants it.

Birth Name: Lambert, Lucien Xavier Romain
Alternate Name: Pennington, Ezekiel Bartlett
Nicknames: Luci (by his close friends), Luc, Xavier (preference), Zeke (also preferred)
Aliases-
Dean Osborne
Avery Meyers
Byron Langley
Age: 38
Gender: Male
Race: Human (possible mixed blood)
Occupation: Weaponsmith/Alchemist
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Recently single
Mental state: Stable but bitter with some anger issues
Physical State: Perpetually tired
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral; Xavier lives by his own code and his own morals, though he will bow to the laws of the land (most of the time)
Strongest Desire: For Angeline to be well. Revenge?
Eye Color: Green with a hint of gold
Hair Color: Naturally black with a white streak that starts in in the middle
Height: 6'3
Weight: 165 lbs
Posture: Straight with a slight tilt of his head back, as if he's looking down his nose at people. Tends to keep himself at a distance without seeming like he's keeping himself at a distance. Sometimes has his hands in the pockets of his pants, but more often than not, he has them clasped in front of him or his arms crossed, in order to keep that distance.
Visible Scars: Two on his face. The first and most prominent is across his right eye, starting above his eyebrow and ending on the cheekbone. This came from an accident with Tempest backfiring. Thankfully, it completely missed his eye, but it left him with a wicked scar. The second one came years ago, when his family was attacked and brutally massacred, leaving him and his sister just clinging to life.
Voice: Though Xavier was born near and around New Orleans, he makes a concentrated effort to disguise his accent and generally sticks with a combination of proper and deadpan. His accent sometimes leaks through when he is irritated or beyond exhausted. Sometimes, he slips into Cajun-French without realizing it
Clothing Style: Suits, ties, button-down shirts, slacks: Xavier always dresses nicely, even if he's working on something. Very rarely will he be seen in jeans and t-shirts. If he's seen less than put together, it's because he's either just waking up or he's in the middle of something and doesn't feel like fixing himself up. Both usually happen when he's exhausted as fuck.
Xavier tends to hold himself upright with the smallest of tilts to his head (almost as if he's looking down his nose at someone). Always dressed smartly in casual suits of dark gray or black: very little color makes it into his wardrobe. Maybe a splash of white or- very rarely- dark red. Black hair is always neatly combed back, with that one streak of white standing out against the darkness. Facial hair is kept well-groomed and immaculately trimmed. Two scars mar his face: one starting above his right eyebrow and ending on the cheekbone of the same side, completely missing his right eye. The second scar starts on his left cheek and slashes downward, past his move and ending just above his chin. Though he looks lean with little to no muscle mass, he's actually much stronger than he looks, having spent the last almost twenty years with the Wardens.
Likes: Solitude and quiet – alcohol – coffee – tea – reading – fires and the warmth they offer – large beds that he doesn't have to share – expensive clothes – savory or spicy foods – late nights and early mornings – sunsets – full moons – pianos and violins – the smell of vanilla and cinnamon – cinnamon rolls with lots of icing – drawing and painting – singing – the night sky, in general – hot baths – people that respect his space/time – honesty –
Dislikes: Being the center of attention – loud, disruptive noises – cold drinks – erotic novels disguised as "romances" – rain and being cold in general – small beds and having to share – cheap clothing – bland foods –bright lights – any sort of "rock" music – the smell of burnt foods – raisins – being watched or followed – opera – cold water – cold and wet clothes – people that constantly invade his space – liars – thieves – loud talkers –
Triggers: Floral perfumes – candlelight – anyone referring to his sister or his family – anyone referring to the Massacre at Hilltop
Strengths: Perfectionist– everything in its place and a place for everything. Keeps his personal and work areas clean, even when he's elbows-deep in shit. Analytical– looks at things with a microscope and tends to find the faults that others overlook. Reads people like a book– watches for little tics and reactions to everything around them. Good with his hands– never once falters or shakes when working with precision.
Weaknesses: Pushes himself too far– works long hours and refuses to stop for rest, thus exhausting himself. Takes everything at face value– never looks beyond the surface and believes that the truth is there for everyone to see, despite him having his own masks. Stubborn as a mule– refuses the help of others and will scorn anyone that offers. Honest to the point of being brutal– doesn't sugarcoat anything and spouts what he says as fact.
Fears: Letting revenge take over his life and him becoming a true monster by going after those that had nothing to do with the deaths of his family – heights –

THE NEGATIVES​

Xavier has experienced loss and betrayal and it shows in how he comes across to other people. He's blunt to the point of being rude or cruel and doesn't sugarcoat anything. He hates beating around the bush and will not mince words. He pushes himself too far, too much, to the point of sheer exhaustion. He has one person in his life that tries to keep him from doing too much and even then, he still pushes. He tends to view people at face value: what they present on the outside is what he sees as the truth, despite the fact that he wears masks himself. He doesn't believe there is any good left anymore, though he strives towards it himself. Xavier is a bitter old man that has become cynical over the years. To him, everyone wants something and everyone has a price. It's just a matter of finding it.

THE POSITIVES​

Despite being such a bitter man, Xavier has a good heart. He still strives for the good in everything and will put others above himself in order to keep them safe. He's not afraid to get his hands dirty, in order to keep the innocent safe (is that really a positive?). He is loyal to those that have earned his loyalty. To these select few, he's more open and capable of letting his emotions show. Though he's difficult to get along with, he's the kind of person someone wants at their back, when shit goes down. He's honest to a fault and will never straight up lie to a person: he will always offer the honest truth, even if it's not something a person wants to hear.

Spoiler: Trivia and Misc Information

• Xavier is as stubborn as they come and will dig his heels in if he feels that he's right
• Though there have been rumors for a while, there is nothing between Xavier and Dominique, short of playful banter and some flirting. He respects her a great deal and Dominique prefers women over men
• Xavier has a soft spot for animals (especially cats) and Damsels in Distress. When it comes to cats, he has been known to take in strays for short periods of time before finding better homes for them. Two, however, have taken up permanent residence in his home: one is an absolute monster of a Maine Coon that he's named Boss (she knows what she wants and isn't afraid to demand it). The second cat is a solid black shorthair that he's named Boo (sometimes Boo-Kitty), who showed up around Halloween and never went away. Both cats get along with each other and him, but are somewhat wary of strangers. Some would even call them familiars (jokingly)
• Xavier didn't just "discover" that Bethany was cheating on him: he had known for a while. He actually just happened to catch the two of them in bed together, with her on top and riding him like a cowgirl. He did threaten the pair before kicking them out of the apartment and changing all the locks.
• Xavier plays both the piano and violin surprisingly well. It calms him down when his mind is going a million miles a minute.
• Xavier has never really gone by his actual first name since he was younger. Most people know him as Xavier, though his closest friends do call him "Lucien" or "Lucie"

Personality Type: ISTJ-A (https://www.16personalities.com/istj-personality)
Enneagram: Type 8 - The Challenger (started around level 7 with the Wardens; hovers around levels 4 and 6)
Star Sign: Aries
Religious Beliefs: Agnostic (raised Catholic and still practices some aspects of it)
Night Owl or Early Bird?: Waking him up before he's ready to be up is a bad idea. With that being said, he's a bit of both. Down late at night and up early the next morning. Probably why he's always exhausted (of course, it has nothing to do with the fact that he works without breaks).
Drinking?: Yes, unfortunately. Probably not a good idea, but he does anyway. Never to the point of getting blackout drunk
Preferred Alcoholic Drink: Vodka. Whiskey. Gin. Usually whiskey, though.
Smoking?: Sometimes, yes. When he's stressed, when he's fidgeting, or just about anytime
Drugs?: Nope
Mannerisms: Mumbles under his breath when working, tends to talk to himself as well, often asking questions then answering them within a few seconds of asking. Paces when he's irritated or deep in thought. Tends to switch to Cajun French when he's tired or just not paying attention (his accent also comes out at this time). Agitation tends to affect his speech, allowing that accent to come through, as well. Fiddles with anything that he can get his hands on: spoons, pens/pencils, paper. Usually keeps something that he tinkers with on hand, just in case he needs it.
Darkest Secret: In his early days as a Warden, Xavier ended up killing someone with his bare hands. It was messy and left an essential part of him broken on the inside. Dominique was able to bring him back, but it was this moment (coupled with the massacre just a few years before) that changed him.

Weapon Proficiency: Sniper Rifle (ace marksman), handgun/pistol (formal training), daggers

 

[MurderPenguin]

Unwanted. Unloved. You will not have the bride you
wish for. Instead, she will come to you when you least
expect it. A woman of neither court but blessed by the
goddess with visions of the future. The Stag will be your
guide: he will lay down his life for her. And his blood will
mark her as yours.​

Adriel's Pinterest Board

Adriel was never supposed to be a King. As the bastard child of the former King and a very confident Demon, he was only supposed to rise the ranks as a soldier and nothing more. The former King favored his eldest son: a boy that had been born to his favorite mistress. Growing up, the only person that believed in Adriel and kept an eye on him was his eldest sister, who saw a potential in the half-Fae that everyone else ignored. She protected him as best as she could and made sure he had what he needed to survive. His childhood was a difficult one, marked by bullying and fights. Always, he stood up for himself and made sure no one else would suffer the same fate that he did.

As he approached adolescence, he entered the army as a means to be of some use to the King. Most of his fellow soldiers were either from lesser families -- with no chance of obtaining a noble status -- or the third and lesser born of noble families, who would only become scholars or soldiers in their own time. No one was aware that Adriel -- a bastard -- was the prince himself. Not even the commander was fully aware of his status. Not that it mattered. Everyone in the army was treated the same. They earned their place or they were sent away in disgrace. Those were the choices that were put before them. Those that excelled and secured their own place were praised. Those that were sent away were often exiled from their own families, never to be seen or heard from again.

Adriel excelled. He rose through the ranks to take command of his own regiment. Those soldiers that were assigned to him learned that while he was harsh and unrelenting, he earned his loyalty to his men. He didn't give a command that he wouldn't follow himself. Over time, he had a regiment that was made up of soldiers that were loyal to him and his command. Some of these would -- later on -- become the first members of his council. He was a capable leader, whereas his brother was nothing more than a pampered prince, so spoiled that he never had to lift a finger for himself.

At the age of nine hundred, Adriel was one of the witnesses for his sister's marriage to an elder noble. The man was disgusting, only wanting a warm body for his bed and perhaps a child or two in the process. Adriel's sister -- who was as strong as they came and was as gentle as anyone -- became a beaten down wife who was viewed as only a broodmare. She gave birth to the only child the pair would have -- a daughter -- become succumbing to an illness shortly afterwards. The noble -- believing that his wife had done this on purpose -- cursed his wife and would have killed his daughter if Adriel hadn't stepped in. The man was never seen or heard from again and the girl was sent to a new family to be raised. There was no telling what had happened, though rumors spread. While some believed exile to be likely, others thought Adriel had done away with the noble and disposed of his body in a way where he could never be found again.

Roughly three hundred years later -- at the age of 1,200 -- Adriel took the throne. The nobles that had backed him over his brother had hoped that he would be easier to manipulate. After all, he should be grateful that they had named him as the more popular successor. However, they soon learned that Adriel was no one to be ordered around. Those that had schemed and plotted to put him in his place were quietly replaced by those that Adriel trusted: the lesser born soldiers that he had commanded years ago. Quietly, they replaced those nobles that had plotted to get him into power and new noble houses were formed. The council came to be those that Adriel trusted, with one exception: his elder brother.

How does that saying go? Keep your friends close and your enemies closer?

Full Name: Adriel Telem
Nicknames: Little Demon, Scáth
Aliases: Adrien Thorn (in the human realm)
Title(s): Nightmare King; Captain of the Nightblades
Birth Date: roughly around mid-winter
Age: 1,500
Birthplace: Noswaith
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/him
Sexuality: Heterosexual/Heteroromantic
Language(s): Demonic, Fae, English, Latin, Irish, French, Greek
Eye Color: Mismatched; right eye is gold, while the left eye is silver
Hair Color/Style: Snow white, long and straight, just past his shoulders (sometimes pulled back into a ponytail)
Height: 6'6 (without horns); close to 7'0 (with horns); around 6'3 (in human form)
Weight: right around 220 lbs
Posture: straight, almost soldier-like posture. Shoulders are straight and back slightly. When he walks, it's with a stalking grace that's almost cat-like: a combination of years with the Nightblades and his own bloodlines mingling together.
Visible Scars: one well-known scar that goes through his left eye, leaving it silver. There are possibly other scars from his various fights over the years, but no one has gotten quite close enough to him in order to view them.
Voice Profile: Low and slightly rough. He speaks with a slight accent that could be mistaken for British or even vaguely European (in modern settings).
Clothing Style: Situational, though he rarely (if ever) wears anything that bears a royal/regal bearing. Darkened armor, perhaps, underneath his regular clothes, but nothing too ostentatious. Even in human form, he dresses nicely but nothing that stands out too much.
In his most well-known form (an in-between form, as it were), Adriel stands at an impressive 6 feet and 6 inches (to the top of his head). Dark, curling horns similar to a ram adds a few more inches, topping him out at almost 7 feet in height. Long, snow white hair is usually pulled back into a high ponytail, keeping it out of the way and from his face. Unlike the majority of his people, Adriel's skin is a dusky purple color that borders on white (for reference, most Dark Fae have darker skin tones or are closer to humans in terms of skin coloration). Like all Fae, his ears are slightly pointed, though they tend to be hidden underneath his hair when it is loose. His face is all sharp angles, with slightly upturned eyes of mismatched colors. His right eye is golden (as it should be) while his left eye is silver, having taken damage in his early years (the scar that remains is the only hint of whatever happened). A light stubble decorates his jaw, matching his hair in color. Broad-shouldered, most people assume him to be heavily muscular and though he does sport muscles, he is more lean with his armor adding to his bulk.

His hands are a slightly darker shade than the rest of him, with his nails ending in dark claws, a sure sign (aside from his horns) that he is anything other than just a Dark Fae.

In his human-like form, Adriel is slightly shorter, topping out at 6 feet and 3 inches in height. His hair is still light in color, though it's closer to blond than anything. His skin is slightly tanned and sporting the same light stubble across his jaw as his more well-known form. His form is still lean and lightly muscled, though there is an imposing presence to him in this form that cannot be explained. His eyes are a piercing blue-gray color and tend to flash when he's amused or glow when he's angered.

His final form is a fully Demonic form and is a darker version of his more well-known form. Though he retains his Dark Fae traits, he also sports a pair of dark wings and a long, curling tail. His "claws" become longer and his teeth grow into sharpened fangs. This form has been viewed only a handful of times over the years, usually when Adriel himself falls into a bloodlust.
Likes: Games of chance/strategy – strong drinks (particularly those crafted in the lands of the Dark Fae) – beautiful women – reading and studying – martial training – hunting – woodcarving – the night – the smell of black tea (though he doesn't drink it) – the smell of burning wood – the weighted feel of his armor – order –
Dislikes: Weak drinks – clingy or overly emotional women – being bothered too much – not being able to train – the heavy smell of certain flowers – the smell of blood – the weightlessness of not being in his armor – chaos – being toyed with – being lied to – those that take advantage of others – thieves –
Strengths: Charismatic – disciplined – focused – hardworking – intelligent – leaderly –
Weaknesses: Abrasive – blunt – calculating – cold – devious – stubborn –
Injuries and Scars: (possible) various scars on his body, though the most well-known scar is the one over his left eye
Fears: being betrayed by someone close to him

THE NEGATIVES​

Adriel has a nasty temper that can get the best of him and often brings about a rage that would put a Demon to shame. He is very blunt and callous to the point of being cruel, often justifying it as being the truth. To those that get on his bad side, he is utterly devious and will stop at nothing to get even, even if it might hurt someone in the process. He is cold and calculating and often views certain elements as games of chance. He is set so firmly in his ways and has a stubbornness to him that has yet to find its match.

THE POSITIVES​

As a child, Adriel had to learn how to talk so that people ignored his looks and would hang on to his every word. Growing up, he was determined to prove himself a proper ruler and did everything he could to make his father notice him. In his adolescent years, he joined the army and later the Nightblades in order to be of some use to the former King. Over the years, he learned discipline, how to focus himself, and dedicated himself to everything he could. Adriel is the kind of King the Dark Fae needed, after years under a tyrant. He is a fair and just ruler, taking his skills as a leader of the Nightblades and using them in his reign. Those that view him as a monster underestimate just how charismatic and charming he is and are often surprised by his quick wit.

Spoiler: Miscellaneous

Religious Beliefs: follower of the Goddess of the Underworld, Aldite
(former follower of the God of Life and Death, Myris; as well as the Goddess of the Moon, Nilena)
Night Owl or Early Bird?: Both
Drinking?: Yes
Preferred Alcoholic Drink: Winterfrost Wine (a refreshing white wine that is served ice-cold year round), Nightfall Ale (a light ale with a dark coloration; the taste is sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet)
Darkest Secret: His first target as a Nightblade was a lesser noble that had been making deals with local bandits in order to squeeze more money from his people. Adriel had targeted the noble's manor, watching it for a full month before making his move. Though he had been careful, he had miscalculated: the noble's son had surprised his father with a visit and ended up sleeping in the room the noble often used. The child was Adriel's harshest lesson in making sure of everything. Though he eventually killed the noble the same night, he could never quite forget the sight of the dead child. It continues to haunt him.

Spoiler: Abilities and Powers

Shapeshifting: from both his Unseelie lineage and his Demonic lineage. Adriel can shift his appearance and tends to take on three different forms. First is a more human-like form, in order to blend in with the denizens of the human lands. Second is his in-between form: this is his more well-known appearance, being a blend of both his Demonic heritage and his Unseelie bloodline. His final appearance is more Demonic and only happens when he experiences a bloodlust of any kind. His features become more Demonic in nature and he sprouts wings from his back, as well as a long tail. Adriel can also imitate anyone (male or female).

Curses: from a young age, Adriel learned different curses from both sides of his bloodline. Though Unseelie curses tend to be malevolent and twisted, Demonic curses are very deadly. Adriel very rarely uses Death Curses against someone, though he has done so in extreme situations. Most curses that he has used tend to be the Unseelie curses that twist the mind and leave their marks on the body. Death Curses are those that condemns a person's soul from ever leaving their body, even as their body ages over time.

Umbrakinesis: the Lady Rislyn is one of the few Demons of the Umbra bloodline, allowing her some control over shadows and darkness. This is a trait that she has passed on to her son, who has mastered it quite adeptly over the years. This mastery of shadows and darkness has allowed him a few feats that only those of the Umbra bloodline can master: the generation of darkness (to shoot solid bolts of darkness and surround enemies in pitch black clouds of lightless space), darkness shields (to solidify shadows into virtually impenetrable shields), absorption and dissipation of darkness, imperceptibility (to use shadows to cover himself and become invisible, allowing himself to become one with shadows and pass through walls without detection), and shadow travel (to travel anywhere he wants at incredible speeds).

Induced Terror: as a Demonic Fae, Adriel has the ability to radiate an aura of death and terror to an incredible degree. Though he uses it so rarely, it's something that he can tap into without a second thought (often used on the battleground, in order to demoralize his enemies)

Dual Wielding
Nightblade Training: Nightblades are an elite group of spellcasters who use their magic to enhance mobility, concealment, and stealthy close combat. The Nightblades of the Unseelie Court have a sinister reputation, since they are viewed as either enforcers, assassins, or covert agents. Adriel continues to keep up his training as a Nightblade. After all, one never knows when it might come in handy

 

[MurderPenguin]

"Never take from a Dragon that which does not belong to you. Dragons...
we are territorial and hold tightly to everything we claim. If you should
find yourself in the possession of what belongs to a Dragon? Well, you had
best fall to your knees and offer your allegiance and your very life. We don't
suffer thieves of liars."​

Full Name:
Akiyama Takanori
Aliases:
Hino Takahide [clan affiliation]
Akihira ["human" name]
Goes by:
Taka
Aki
Kurai yūrei (dark ghost)
Gender | Sex:
Male
Age:
-late 40s to mid 50s (appearance)
-roughly 1,500 (actual; might be older)
Species | Race:
Ryū no Hito (lit. dragon person: dragon shifter)
(Onyx Dragon variety)
Appearance:
-5'10
-Lean and muscled without being overly bulky
-Dark brown to almost black eyes (gold when he shifts)
-Black hair with hints of gray, kept roughly around shoulder length
-Medium skin tone
-Neatly trimmed mustache and beard of black with hints of gray
-Tends to wear business-casual clothes (suits, slacks, etc.) in achromatic tones
-Stands straight, rarely slouching. Tends to have his hands in his pockets or at his sides
Personality:
-Stubborn
-Blunt
-Reserved
-Stern
-Solitary
-Polite
-Calm
-Loyal
-Perceptive
-Reliable
Fears:
-Loss of self (being controlled/manipulated by others)
-Loss of close bonds (friends/family/others that he cares for)
-Loss (losing everything in general)
Weaknesses:
-Damsels in Distress
-Children (he helps run an orphanage for children that aren't quite/
fully human)
-Good food/good drink (not necessarily alcohol)
Medical:
-bad knee (right side: long term injury from a fight many years ago)
-various scars (back and chest, arms and legs)
Backstory:
Akiyama Takanori was born many years ago in a small fishing village on the coast of Japan.
Raised as part of the Hino clan, he was taught from an early age to revere and respect
his elders. His father was a high ranking official within the clan, serving as the head's
second-in-command. His mother was a close relation to the High Lady and was treated
as such. Taka himself was seen as almost a brother to the heir to the clan. The two were
raised together and given every advantage that an heir would have: the best tutors, the best
trainers. Everything.

When Takanori reached adulthood, he was sent to other clans in order to strengthen ties
with their neighbors. Thus, he found his first love: a member of the Kanamaru clan. While
she wasn't a head of the clan, she was still a prominent member of the clan and one that
was almost equal to his standing within the Hino clan. A courtship followed, along with
negotiations towards a possible marriage and mating ceremony. Takanori patiently waited
until everything was settled. An agreement was made, but before anything could be done, the
Hino clan was attacked by a group calling themselves Emisseries. Though the majority of the
clan survived, the head and his family were completely wiped out. This left a void that could
only be filed by a distant relation.

A unanimous decision was made and Takanori was elected to take over the clan. He had the
same education as the heir and was close enough to the family to be considered part of it.
Without hesitation, Takanori took over, changing his name from 'Akiyama Takanori' to
'Hino Takahide'. However, negotiations with the Kanamaru clan could go no further:
Ise had been given to another for a stronger alliance. Taka couldn't hold a grudge:
most Dragon clans understood the reasoning. The Hino clan couldn't be considered
safe if the head of the clan and their whole family was wiped out, after all. Still, Taka
would never forget Ise and never took a mate of his own, after his first love.

The disappearance and the possible death of the head of the Sugihara clan made things
unstable all around. With the clan in disarray, Takanori did his best to keep things stable
for his people. After all, they had ties with the Sugihara clan and the people in charge.
When the dust settled again, the Arakida family was in charge, leaving the Shiyuba
family to pick up the pieces and found their own clan. Other clans refused to back
one or the other. Takanori, however, remained loyal to the Shiyuba family and made
a new alliance with the clan that they had formed.

Years of peace reigned. In more modern days, Takanori has taken to traveling the world.
Though his main base of operations remains in Kyoto, he has homes and businesses
in various countries and cities. His second largest home and business is within the
United States: an alliance with the Shiyuba brothers had allowed him to set up a business
within their city without any issues.
Orientation:
Heterosexual/Heteroromantic
Family | Friends | Non-Humanoid Companions
-Shiyuba Tatsuyama (friend and ally)
-Shiyuba Takahiko (friend and ally)
-Oberon Avalone (Seelie King and friend)
-Hino Fumiko (adopted daughter)
-Tobrin Avalone (friend)
Other:
-Takanori is skilled in hand-to-hand combat as well as swordsmanship
-There is a scent of amber, ash, and smoke that clings to Taka
-Speaks various languages, including (but not limited to):
Japanese
Chinese
Korean
English
Spanish
French
-His nickname of 'Kurai yūrei' comes from his ability to blend into
the shadows themselves and striking without warning. Very few
Onyx Dragons are able to do the same. The Shiyuba brothers
are the only other ones that he's aware of
-Takanori has a soft spot for anything sweet: cakes, cookies, candies,
etc. Not necessarily chocolate, but just "sweet" in general​

 

[MurderPenguin]

Fandom Characters
A Court of Thorns and Roses
(ACOTAR)​

Spoiler: Rinori Vanserra

The Pride of the Autumn Court
Lady Rinori Vanserra
Daughter of Beron Vanserra and the Lady of the Autumn Court​

Rinori Vanserra is a High Fae of the Autumn Court and the twin sister of Lucien Vanserra.

Full Name
Rinori Vanserra
Also Known As
Rin
Ri (by Lucien)
Ri-Ri (by Lucien)
Little Flame
Little Lady
Titles
Lady of the Autumn Court
Lady-Healer
Date of Birth
Unknown (likely Autumn Equinox)
Age
Less than 500
Species
High Fae

Home
Autumn Court

Status
Alive

Gender
Female
Eye Color
Russet
Hair Color
Red

Family
Helion (Biological Father)
Beron Vanserra (Adoptive Father)
Lady of the Autumn Court (Mother)
Lucien Vanserra (Twin Brother)
Eris Vanserra (Half-Brother)
3 Unnamed Half-Brothers
2 Unnamed Half-Brothers (Deceased)
2 Unnamed Aunts (Deceased)​

History
Rinori is the daughter of the Lady of the Autumn Court and Helion, High Lord of the Day Court, as a result of their secret love affair. When she was pregnant with both of her children, the Lady was already married to Beron Vanserra, the High Lord of the Autumn Court. Fearing for her life and the lives of her unborn children- as Beron's temper and penchant for violence were well-known to all, the Lady of the Autumn Court attempted to pass her bastard children off as true children of Beron. Her husband, however, always suspected the truth. Both Lucien and Rinori believe themselves to be the youngest blooded children of Beron as they were raised as one of the eight children of the High Lord, and were never told the truth.

Rinori grew up in the Autumn Court and remained close to her mother's side. Unlike her brother, she wasn't allowed the same freedoms to make friends as she chose. Her companions were chosen carefully for her, among those High Fae that owed either her father or her mother favors. The ladies that waited on her were Lesser Fae of lower houses, eager for a place in the High Lord's household.

Lucien and Rinori were close, however, and shared everything with one another. She was the first to hear of Jesminda, the Lesser Fae that Lucien would eventually fall in love with. She was also the first to be ruthlessly questioned by their father and brothers about the woman. Beron disapproved of the relationship, believing that it was inappropriate for a High Fae noble to marry a Lesser Fae. In order to drive this point home, he ordered Jesminda executed in front of Lucien, while two of their elder brothers restrained him and forced him to watch.

After Jesminda's execution, Lucien left the Autumn Court and fled to the Spring Court to Tamlin, the son of the High Lord of the Spring Court: a friend that he had made over the years. Through Eris, Rinori offered a warning to Tamlin when it came to Lucien in order to ensure his safety. This is the message that Eris claims to have passed on. They believed Lucien to be a strong contender for the High Lord's crown. Three of them went to kill him and to prevent him from one day becoming High Lord. Lucien killed one, while Tamlin killed the second. The third escaped back to the Autumn Court to report what had happened.

Satisfied that her brother was safe, Rinori threw herself into her own studies. Though her father believed it to be beneath her, she began reading books and notes on herbology and healing: the Autumn Court had only a couple healers on hand, after all, and none of them were schooled in even the most basic of herbology. Trial and error allowed Rinori to create potions and poultices that would aid Fae that either fell sick or injured.

Even Beron could see the usefulness of having a healer on hand at all times, despite his misgivings.

Lucien, too, made a place for himself in the Spring Court as emissary. Often, he would visit their father for political matters and would linger just long enough to have words with his sister. Not that it was ever needed: twins were very rare among the Fae and the two of them were proof that twins could also be powerful. The art of speaking in each other's minds was a simple matter, even when the distance between them was great.

Feelings and emotions and the like could also be felt down their bond. So Lucien's eye being taken from him by Amarantha left Rinori in a delirious fever for days. When she finally came out of it, she learned her brother survived but was scarred and now had a metal eye given to him by a friend of his from the Dawn Court.

It wasn't too long after this that Amarantha sentenced all High Fae and their courts to dwell Under the Mountain for forty-nine years until Tamlin found a human who hated Fae with all her heart but could still love him.

Appearance
Rinori is on the small side of things, with a curling mass of red hair and russet colored eyes, much like her brother and mother. Like Lucien, her skin is a golden-brown color that's only a few shades darker than her half-brothers, though it's still light enough to have passed for Beron's daughter for centuries. She has a smattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose and a faint hint of color that always touches her cheeks. She is slim with a slightly round face and long, dark lashes.

Personality
Rinori is a sweet Fae woman that isn't afraid of speaking her mind. She offers her loyalty to those that have earned it and delivers a sharp tongue lashing to those that deserve it. With her brother and those she is comfortable around, she's slightly sarcastic and snarky: a trait that she developed with Lucien over the years. She has no love for Beron or her brothers, save for Eris, who had always done what he could to keep her out of trouble. She is fiercely protective of her loved ones and will do what she can to protect them.

Powers and Abilities
Fire Manipulation
Winnowing
Healing
Spell-Cleaving
Light Generation
Air Manipulation​

WIP: Riane

Dragon Age
(Origins/Awakening, 2, Inquisition)​

Spoiler: Taliesin Amell

The Basics​

Full Name: Taliesin Amell
Aliases: Tobin
Nicknames: Old Grouch (by most anyone), Blind Bastard (if you're going to be rude about it...)
Age: 25 (beginning of Origins); 26/27 (Awakening); 25-32 (2); 36 (beginning of Inquisition)
Date of Birth: 22nd day of Kingsway, 9:05 Dragon
Race: Human (possibly elf-blooded)
Gender: Male
Residence: Travels; no fixed home
Birthplace: Kirkwall
Occupation: Mercenary for hire, healer, historian
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Marital Status: Single

Specializations and Skills​

Class: Mage (Shapeshifter/Arcane Warrior)
Weapons: Spellweaver; Magister's Staff (silverite staff)
Basic Skills: Cooking, foraging, hunting
Specialized Skills: Herbalism (master), Poison-making (master)

Physical​

Hair Color/Length/Style: Dark blonde to light brown, long, past his shoulders; tends to keep in a loose ponytail
Eye Color: Formerly blue-gray, but are now clouded over (blind)
Height: Somewhere between 6' and 6'3
Distinguishing Marks: Tattoo on his face to resemble the various scars his already has
Scars: Multiple- on his face (above his left eye, left cheek, across his forehead above his right eye, middle of his forehead between his eyes), his back (deep cuts, as if from a blade), his chest (above his heart, various slash marks), and his right arm (bicep, just below his shoulder)
Body Type/Build: Lean (not skinny/scrawny) with a light, muscular build
Default Expression: Blank (aka Resting Bitch Face)
Describe Their Voice: Tobrin speaks in a low voice that's almost rasping or rough
Skin Tone: Lightly tanned/medium
Typical Clothing: Commoner clothing (when traveling), Battlemage Coat
Accessories: Seer's Band (a gift from the Rivani seer that helped train him; a simple ring of silver with small etchings around the band. He tends to wear it on his left ring finger); Amell Family Ring (given to him when the Templars came to take him from his family; wears it on a cord around his neck)
Backpack: Various containers of healing potions, lyrium-based mana potions, various herbs and trinkets that he's collected over the years, spare clothes
Extra: Tobrin is blind; however, his time training with Tarisai and Cione has made it hard to tell that he is such. He moves with the same ease and grace as other Dalish, extending his senses to feel out what's around him. He has also drawn on the power of the Fade to be able to 'see' things around him, though this often leads him to seeing things that others aren't aware of (such as spirits that have lingered or possible weak points in the Veil). Suppressing his magic, however, leaves him to rely on his other senses or those around him to guide him (and he hates when that happens).

Personality and Impressions​

Personality: Tobrin is not one to suffer fools and he will be the first to let anyone know when they are doing something utterly foolish. He doesn't mince words and will be straight to the point. Often sarcastic and somewhat dry in his sense of humor. On the other side of things, he has learned a bit of diplomacy (when he needs to be) and can be utterly charming when it's called for. He's not the leader, by any means, and would prefer to let others call the shots. However, he is not above offering advice when it's called for. He's not a mentor or teacher, as he doesn't have the patience for it, but he is utterly loyal and dedicated to those that he comes to care for.

Tobrin also loves to learn new things. He is interested in any piece of history or lore, no matter how insignificant. This often leads to long- and sometimes, boring- retellings of anything that he comes across that he finds fascinating.
First Impressions: He tends to come off as rude, terse, and a bit angry at those that don't know him best. His answers to most questions tend to be short and to the point. It takes some time- and a great deal of patience- to get past this stage.
Over Time (and He Likes Someone): There are more smiles, though not many, and he is more than willing to share what he knows (it can still come off as angry, sometimes). He is better at choosing his words, to keep from offending.
Over Time (and He Dislikes Someone): He ignores them. Period. Or his answers revert to how they had been before, if much worse: he is curt and short. It will take a long time to regain his trust at this stage (or gain it, period, if it was never gained in the first place).
Positive Characteristics: Loyal, honest, protective of those he cares about, adaptable, confident
Negative Characteristics: Impatient with those that are slow or overly naïve, abrasive, stubborn (pig-headed)
Usual Mood: Grouchy (There is a reason he is referred to as the Old Grouch, ya know)
Drink: Ale, wine
Soft Spot/Vulnerability: His friends, his family, women and children, people that are in need of help
Opinion On Swearing: ...do you want tips? And in what language? (Common, Rivaini, Orlesian, Antivan?)
How He Passes Time: Exploring new areas, herb gathering (despite being blind, he's quite adept at potion and poison making), reading (when he can)
Hobbies: Meditation, listening to others telling their stories, reading (surprisingly!)
Biggest Secret: It wouldn't be much of a secret if it was shared, now would it?
What Animal Would They Be: Owl
Fears: Losing anyone close to him, loss of self
Drunk Type: Depends on his mood when he's drinking. Tends to be more the idiot/fool type, but has been shown to be the angry drunk as well
Done Anything To Get In Trouble With The Law: A few times (he is a mercenary...and an apostate)
Random: Tobrin speaks multiple languages, due to his travels: Common (learned from birth), Antivan/Rivaini (picked up bits and pieces in his travels; enough to converse and possibly curse), Orlesian (learned from a former member of his mercenary group), Qunlat (knows a few words from the Qunari but not enough to be passable in conversation), Dalish (picked up from a Dalish tribe he traveled with for a while)

History​

Taliesin Amell is a name that, honestly, not a whole lot of people know. Well, at least not with the Amell connection. The name "Tobrin" (or "Taliesin", in some cases) has been passed around quite a bit, usually in connection with either the mercenary group known as Storm Heart.

There are differing accounts as to what he is: whether it's mage, rogue, or warrior. No one can really pin down his fighting style, either, as it tends to be a blend of whatever he picked up over the years. He's able to fight in both close-quarters as well as from a distance.

Of course, some accounts are absolute bullshit and he'll be the first to point it out.

Taliesin was born in the city-state of Kirkwall as the only son of a noble family from the city-state of Kirkwall in the Free Marches. There was some speculation- and rumors that followed- of his mother having an affair with an elven male that worked for the family. But this was speculation only, as no one could find any concrete proof. Shortly after his birth, his parents were officially married.

For the first five or six years of his life, Taliesin was- more or less- spoiled by his mother, who always viewed him as her baby boy. When he first displayed a propensity for magic, she did what she could to keep him hidden and hired a private tutor to help him master his magic. This arrangement didn't last too long, as word got out. The Templars heard everything, of course. Without hesitation, they took the child from his family: he can still recount his mother, stumbling in the streets and crying out for him. It's an image that he could never ignore.

Because of his ties to the city of Kirkwall and because the Tower in Kirkwall was overwhelmed at the time, Taliesin was to be sent to Kinloch Hold, in Ferelden. However, the ship that he was supposed to take was ambushed by raiders. The children were all taken by the pirates and sold off to Tevinter Magisters looking for new blood. They traveled north, towards Rivain, where they were attacked – again – this time by Qunari forces. Taliesin attempted an escape, but the Magister in charge of him had left him weakened. A last ditch effort was made that left the boy blind and almost dead. Thankfully, he was found by a Dalish tribe and their Keeper, though his gratefulness for being rescued turned bitter.

It took the combined efforts of the Keeper- who had taken a sort of maternal role in nursing Taliesin- and a local Rivani seer by the name of Tarisai to pull him out of his depression and set him on another path. Tarisai herself took the youth under her wing and showed him different ways that he could 'see' without having to rely solely on his eyesight. It was through her that he met Cione, the captain of a local mercenary band that was looking to take in some fresh recruits.

Cione taught Taliesin how to fight in close-quarters, relying on the sounds of his opponents to judge how best to defend himself. With both magic and blades at his disposal, Taliesin became a quick learner and would soon join the group, leaving behind his friends and family for a time, while taking on the new name of "Tobrin".

Cione's mercenary group operated between Rivain and Antiva, sometimes taking odd jobs in Orlais and the Free Marches as well. Through his jobs, he picked up other languages along the way, adding them to those that he knew from growing up. He made many friends through his jobs, acquaintances that he kept up with as time passed.

WIP: Rin Surana, Kairin

MCU
(before the events of Infinity War/Endgame)​

Spoiler: Riona Stark

Alias:
N/A

Legal Name:
Riona Cael Stark

Birth Name:
Rinori Ashryn

Demographics-

Gender:
Female

Age:
21(as of
2009)

Sexual Orientation:
Straight

Occupation:
None

Height:
4'10"

Weight:
90 lbs

Hair Color:
Red-gold

Hair Type:
Long, slightly wavy/curly

Eye Color:
Blue-gray

Skin Color:
Pale, almost porcelain with pink undertones,
freckled

Race/Species:
Human/Faerie half-breed
(Her mother is human,
but her father was a
Faerie from the Seelie
Court)

Nationality:
American

Voice:
Quiet, soft, almost easy to be ignored. She
doesn't raise her voice often, but when
she does, people pay attention: there is
a power in her voice that's hard to ignore

Distinguishing Features:
Delicately, pointed ears that are typically
hidden underneath the mass of red hair,
slim, willowy build

Powers and Abilities-

Precognition
Power Limitations: Uncontrollable and unpredictable, this sometimes causes a strain
on her mind, leaving her with blinding headaches and weakness of the body. She
has learned to- sometimes- tell when a vision is coming on, typically by the way
her body reacts, sometimes with a cold chill or even with a sense of sickness coming on
to her. Some events are set in stone and cannot be changed while others are able to be
changed. She has no real way of knowing and tends to keep her visions to herself,
out of fear of her vision being wrong.

Telepathy
Power Limitations: Cannot pierce the minds of those that have been trained to hide
their thoughts/clear their minds. Limited manipulation, typically on those of weaker minds

Healing/Empathic Healing
Power Limitations: Riona's healing abilities are limited in that she cannot bring someone back from death nor can she heal diseases (such as cancer, diabetes, AIDs, etc). How well she can heal someone depends on the extent of the injuries that the person received. She can only heal as much as her body can handle (typically the worst is a broken bone or even head trauma). Empathic healing goes hand in hand with her regular healing in that she takes the pain the other person experiences onto herself and uses it to induce rapid healing. This is also an ability that she uses with telepathy to heal (to a point) injuries to the mind/psyche.

Strengths/Weaknesses-

Strengths:
Through, determined, calm, level-headed, compassionate

Weaknesses:
Shy, stubborn, a bit naive

Personality and Relationships-

Primary Traits:
Riona is not like her adopted brother, though they are
both stubborn and pigheaded to a fault. She tends to be
more calm and level-headed, thinking things through rather
than letting her emotions get the better of her. And yet, her
strongest attribute is her emotions: she's compassionate
of those in need and is able to use her anger as a focus
for her abilities. Shy around those that she's never met
before, she tends to let her excitement get the best of her
when she comes across something she really likes.

Likes:
Listening to music, reading, drawing, cooking, singing
and dancing, playing the piano, her brother, her extended
"family".

Dislikes:
Dishonest people, rudeness,people that invade
her personal space, people that underestimate her
due to her appearance,being treated as if she's dull or
stupid

Habits/Quirks:
Chews on her bottom lip or thumbnail when she's uncertain or
nervous about something, sways from side to side and hums
under her breath when she's thinking about something

Fears:
Total absence of light (she has to sleep with
a nightlight on). Total and utter silence.

Family:
Ariana Anderson- birth mother (deceased)
Maria Stark- adopted mother (deceased)
Sirion Ashryn- birth father (fate unknown)
Howard Stark- adopted father (deceased)
Anthony Edward "Tony" Stark- adopted brother​

Mass Effect
(Trilogy only)​

Spoiler: Kairin "Kai" Shepard

Kairin Shepard

Commander Shepard​

Nicknames;​

"Shepard" - few people call him by his given name; they all refer to him by his family
name: he finds it both amusing and frustrating
"Kai" - his best friend always referred to him as Kai; it's a name that he hasn't
heard in a while.
"Guardian" - nickname given to him by the Tenth Street Reds,due to his tendency
to stick his neck out for the others​

Description: Commander Shepard: it was a name that invoked a proud, imposing soldier. One that had earned their command through fire and flames, trial and error. Kairin seemed to fit that description. Standing at a full six feet and two inches, he was not a small man. Broad shouldered, he was built like a soldier, like a man that took to the front lines and didn't let anything hold him back. Dark hair was kept trimmed neatly, though there were times when it would become the short on the sides, long on top style that he favored most. Facial hair was also neatly trimmed, per military style. Dark brown eyes always held a sense of mischief and playfulness that seemed at odds with his imposing stance.

Kairin kept himself fit over the years and held an almost lean, muscular frame that grew from years of military service. Various scars covered his arms and chest: battle scars and reminders of what could go wrong. These were right along with the two injured fingers on his left hand: part of the pinky and the ring finger were both missing. Thankfully, this wasn't his dominant hand. Otherwise, there might be some issues.

Kairin can be seen in the casual dress of the Alliance military, often joking and teasing those that he considers his closest friends.


31yrs | Male | He/Him | 6'2 | 200Lbs | Black Hair | Dark Brown Eyes

Piercings/Tattoos/Markings/Blemishes/Scars
-Missing parts of two fingers (left hand: from an accident in his gang days)
-Various scars across his chest and arms (military service)

Service Number: 5923-AC-2826
Class: Vanguard

Personality

Diplomatic and charming, Kairin is the person that should be sent in to talk down any threat. Unfortunately, because he is military (and he looks it), most people view him as a meathead: someone that doesn't actually have a lot going on upstairs. Which is as far from the truth as anything. He is the one that seeks a diplomatic solution to all problems. Having grown up on the streets, he found it easy to charm and sweet-talk people. Of course, he wasn't a small child, either, and he could have been viewed as intimidating. Not that it mattered: he was nearly always able to find some middle-ground that worked for everyone.

Kairin is the kind of person to willingly put his life on the line, if it meant others would be saved. Idealistic for sure, but he grew up on the streets of Earth: he saw what happened to the small when they were bullied by the big. He can't tolerate bullies because of this and will often lash out at those that he views as mistreating others.

Above all, Kairin is playful and enjoys teasing those he trusts. He has a team of people that he trusts above all: people that have been there for him and people that know his history.

Biography

Kairin was born on Earth circa 2154. He doesn't know who his parents are: likely, they were part of the street gangs that he eventually joined as he grew older. As a child, he had one best friend that stuck beside him through everything: Taliesin "Tal". The two became friends after joining the Tenth Street Reds and being sent on various jobs together. As they grew up, they became something akin to brothers: they would squabble and argue, but at the end of the day, they would always have each other's backs.

At the age of fifteen, a job they were sent on went sideways as a rival gang tried to cut in on their territory. A firefight broke out, resulting in casualties on both sides. But that wasn't the worst of it: an explosion from stray gunfire striking a gas line almost ended Kairin's life. Thankfully, he was saved from the worst of it by Taliesin, though his friend ended up bearing the brunt of the injuries. From this, Kairin only lost a part of his pinky and ring fingers, but Taliesin lost his sight and earned scarring across his face that he would hide behind masks.

The two continued their work with the Tenth Street Reds, though neither of them had the heart for it anymore. At the age of eighteen, Kairin joined the Alliance military, if only to get away from the petty crimes and gangs that came with remaining on Earth.

Kairin made a name for himself in the military, especially on Akuze, where he lost his unit to a thresher maw. It showed him that no matter what kind of planning you have, shit can always hit the fan. He lost a lot of good men to that attack and he wouldn't forget any of them. As a reminder, he has their dog tags added along with his, though he doesn't wear them: instead, they are kept in his quarters and hung up wherever he might be stationed.

Extra

Interestingly, Kairin loves to read trashy romance novellas, though he tends to keep them hidden from the others. His favorite thus far is called Blasters and Barriers: it was written with the intention of there being a sequel. However, the writer has refused to continue, leaving him just a little disappointed.

Connections (Family/Friends/Crew Members/Pets/Enemies)
David Shepherd (Father - Deceased)
Hannah Shepherd (Mother - Deceased)
Taliesin "Tal" (Former Gang Associate, Friend, and "Brother" - Alive)
Finch (Former Gang Associate and Friend - Alive)
Curt Weisman (Former Gang Associate - Alive)
David Anderson (Friend & Crew Member - Alive)
Kaiden Alenko (Crew Member - Alive)
Jeff "Joker" Moreau (Friend & Crew Member - Alive)
Doctor Chakwas (Friend & Crew Member - Alive)

Status/Crush
Single | Maybe?

Spoiler: Taliesin

Taliesin

The Blind Bastard​

Nicknames;​

"Ghost" - the nickname that Aria gave him, upon entering her
service; based on his ability to get in out of places without being spotted
"Tal" - his best friend always referred to him as Tal; it's a name that he hasn't
heard in a while.
"Blind Bastard" - what most people call him upon meeting him face-to-face
after he has already proven himself as a fighter​

Description: Taliesin is a name that evokes medieval scenes: King Arthur and the Round Table, knights in shining armor, and a humble magician that set everything into motion. In reality, Tal is none of those things, save for humble. Standing at a mere 6 feet in height, he doesn't quite have the same imposing figure as his old friend, Shepard. Lean and lanky, his build is deceptively slim, giving no hint of the lean muscle underneath. Most of what he wears covers him from neck to feet, leaving just his head and face free.

Pale hair is kept on the longer side of things, just enough that he can pull it back into a messy ponytail when he needs it. Facial hair can be neatly trimmed, but he tends to keep a little growth, mainly because he just can't be bothered with it. But it is his face- his eyes- that gains the most attention. Scars still hold a hint of what happened. An explosion or fire of some kind that robbed him of his sight. Cloudy eyes are almost always covered with either a strip of fabric or a specialized mask that allows him to see certain things.


30yrs | Male | He/Him | 6'0 | 180Lbs | Dark Blonde Hair | Blue-Grey Eyes (Blind)

Piercings/Tattoos/Markings/Blemishes/Scars
-Prominent scarring on his face from an explosion that also caused him to lose his sight
-One piercing in his left ear: a trinket from a woman on Earth who has since been murdered in the gang wars

Designation: Ghost
Class: Adept/Infiltrator Hybrid

Personality

Taliesin is every bit as charming and diplomatic as his friend, Kairin. The primary difference is that everyone expects it from Tal, given his size and temperment. Tal is the more calm and level-headed of the pair, though he's not without his tempers and anger. Tal doesn't raise his voice and doesn't let his anger get the best of him, however. He is wickedly clever when it comes to dealing with those that come up against him and his friends: not cruel in any way, but just clever in getting rid of them easily.

Tal doesn't speak much and prefers to let his actions speak for him. When he does, he tends to be brutally honest with a smidge of sarcasm and snark that he picked up over the years. Kai is usually the only one that can get a straight answer from him, though it is often laced with the same sarcasm and snark.

Taliesin is utterly loyal to those that he considers his friends. His loyalty, however, is difficult to earn. Those that have will point out that one needs to be patient and never judge him based on his looks. Both things go a long way to earn his loyalty. The first person to ever have his loyalty was Kai; second was Aria, who saw potential in what he could do, rather than what he couldn't do.

Biography

Taliesin was born on Earth circa 2155. Unlike most of the orphans on the streets, he knew who his parents were: his father had been a member of the Tenth Street Reds before his untimely death, while his mother had been a whore. Honestly, his father could have been anyone, but he was certain of the man that had been a little bit kinder to him than the others.

As a child, he had one close friend that stuck beside him through everything: Kairin "Kai'' Shepard. The two became friends after their initiation into the Tenth Street Reds and being sent on various jobs together. As they grew up, they became something akin to brothers: they would squabble and argue, sure, but at the end of the day, they would always have each other's backs.

At the age of fifteen, a job they were sent on went sideways as a rival gang tried to cut in on the Red's territory. A firefight broke out, resulting in casualties on both sides. It was a deadlock and they were both on the retreat when an explosion occurred: stray gunfire had struck an exposed gas line. Kairin was the only one in immediate danger. Acting quickly, Tal threw himself into his friend, knocking him out of the way. Kai only ended up losing a part of his pinky and ring fingers, but Tal himself ended up worse off: his face was burned and he lost his eyesight in the explosion. Though the scars healed- for the most part- they still remain and are sometimes hidden behind masks.

The two of them continued their work for the Tenth Street Reds, but their hearts weren't in it any longer. Tal was viewed as a liability and often kept behind for some of their more dangerous work. To keep himself occupied, Tal found himself other things to do. At the age of eighteen, when Kai joined the Alliance military, Tal left the gang and offered his services to others: a nimble hacker with the ability to get in and out of places without being detected.

Tal kept in contact with his friend and kept up to date on his exploits. He heard about Akuze and the thresher maw that took out Kai's unit. He heard everything about Eden Prime and the Prothean Artifact that he encountered.

And he heard all about his friend's death.

Extra

Taliesin enjoys classical music and often will sit in a quiet place in order to actually listen to it. He also enjoys old soap operas, about as much as Kai enjoys reading trashy romance novellas. Tal doesn't have a favorite series, yet, but he enjoys listening to them.

Connections (Family/Friends/Crew Members/Pets/Enemies)
Unknown Father (Father - Deceased)
Unknown Mother (Mother - Deceased)
Kairin "Kai" Shepard (Former Gang Associate, Friend, and "Brother" - Alive)
Finch (Former Gang Associate and Friend - Alive)
Curt Weisman (Former Gang Associate - Alive)
Aria T'Loak (Friend & Boss - Alive)
Aria's People (Business Associates - Alive)

Status/Crush
Single | Maybe?

Overwatch​

Spoiler: Riona Morrison

Birth Name: Riona Morrison
Alternate Name: Mizushima Rei
Nicknames: Brat, Whelp (by Reyes), Little One, Imōto (by Genji), Little Spook (by Reyes and Morrison)
Designation: Omega (The Institute); Yūrei
Age: 25
Sex: Female
Place of Birth: Shreveport, Louisiana
Birthday: May 31 (Gemini)
Current Residence: unknown
Species/Race: Human
Ethnicity: Japanese-American
Occupation: None
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Relationship Status: Single

Height: 4'10
Weight: 102 lbs
Skin: Light, almost pale with pinkish undertones and a light smattering of freckles across her nose
Hair: Thick and wavy white hair that falls to the middle of her back
Eyes: Blue-gray, wide set and round
Preferred Clothing: Casual-comfortable: pants and t-shirts. Sweatshirts that are a couple sizes too big. Shorts and tank-tops when the weather is too hot. Prefers shades of blue and green

Distinguishing Marks:
Tattoos- Tattoo of the Greek "Omega" on the back of her neck, just below the base of
her skull; Japanese kanji for "ghost" on her right ankle
Scars- Across her right eyebrow
Piercings- Two piercings in her ears

Personality: The assumption is that Riona is a quiet and timid young woman. And while this is true for first meeting her, it doesn't hold true for those that get to know her. To strangers, she keeps to herself, though she attempts to make an effort to be friendly. For those that know her best, she is a vibrant young woman that is playful, stubborn, and a bit sarcastic and snarky, when the need calls for it. She has a tendency to invade the personal space of those around her, though it's never done intentionally: often, she forgets social cues.

Her stubbornness is something that's equal to that of her uncle. She digs her heels in when she feels that she's right, though she will be the first to admit when she's wrong. She is a kind and compassionate young woman with a high empathy rating: she can almost always tell when someone is feeling off.

Likes: Reading – music – swimming – little kids – baking/cooking – animals – spicy/savory foods – sweet things (like cakes) – tea (hot or cold) –
Dislikes: Rude/disruptive people – being left alone for too long – perverts – people that treat her as if she's stupid –bland/sour food – coffee –
Hobbies: Reading/writing, drawing, swimming, playing the piano
Habits: Swaying from side to side when she's standing by herself or around others – humming softly under her breath when it's too quiet – picks at her nails and the skin around her nails when she's nervous – plays with her hair when lost in thought –
Fears: Loss of self- loosing an essential piece of herself to please others; Nothingness- becoming nothing more than a distant memory to those that she cares about
Secrets: She is a closet nerd and has a collection of sci-fi/fantasy books and movies that she keeps. She is also a pretty good singer, though she doesn't showcase this often enough (especially around others)
Strengths: History buff (to a point), friendly, empathetic, honest
Weaknesses: Stubborn to a fault (pig-headed), blunt, somewhat impatient, something of a bleeding heart

Favorite…
Food: Chicken Curry with steamed rice
Beverage: Tea (hot or cold)
Colors: Shades of blue and green
Animals: Cats and rodents
Number: 12
Holiday: Halloween
Season: Winter
Time of Day: Sunrise
Genre of Music: Classical, Celtic
Genre of Literature: Sci-fi and fantasy, historical fiction
Genre of Movies: Sci-fi/fantasy, rom-com

Skills/Abilities:
-Speaks English and Japanese, as well as a smattering of Spanish and French
-Can tell when someone is nervous or upset about something

Powers:
Telepathy- the ability to read another person's thoughts/feelings. Riona's telepathy
rating is rather high, meaning that she can hear thoughts that most people wish to
keep to themselves. She doesn't intrude and tends to keep a sort of "block" up so that
she's not overwhelmed by the thoughts and feelings of other people. She can also speak
into another person's mind, whether or not they are telepathic themselves

Telekinesis- to move objects with the mind. Riona doesn't use this as much, as it tends
to drain her much more quickly than anything else. However, her telekinesis is limited
more to herself than other objects: meaning, she can levitate herself. This doesn't mean
that she can't move other objects: she can. But she she's limited to what's in her range
of sight and what weighs the same or even less than her own body weight.

Intangibility- to move through objects and ignore most physical effects in their way.
Riona herself is able to slip partially between other dimensions, ignoring most attacks,
physical dangers, and gravity. It's where she earned the nickname of "Little Spook".

WIP: Hellsing, Batman: The Animated Series