Soul Wrought Registration

Soul Wrought Registration
RPM: JerriLeah7
RPH: MethosArchaic

Listed below are the rules of this role-play and the character layout.  In the next post following this one, there will be additional registration information and an actual, full length explanation of the character layout that is listed after the rules.  Please read all of this post and the one following it very carefully before registering for this role-play and, as always, follow the rules and have fun.

Rules

● Follow the GtR Rules & RP Guidelines, as always.  If you cannot respect the RPM or RPH, don't join this role-play.

● No more than two characters are allowed per member.  Do not create multiple characters if you cannot participate actively with both characters.  Only you will truly know how much free time you have, so keep to it and don't drag everyone else behind without communicating about your inactivity.

● Any and all haunted gears, weapons, and other items must have the appropriate back story to follow with it.  Back stories such as "I just found this," or "I made this myself when I was ten" are unacceptable.  Most magical items take a very long time to create and are incredibly expensive--your stories should line up with this.

● Your character(s) can only be a member of the human race.

● Character Approval is a thing in this role-play.  You cannot post within the actual role-play thread, nor participate in any collaborative posts until your character is approved by a role-play maker or helper.  The less information that you give about your character's history, knowledge, and abilities, the longer this section of your character creation will take.

● All characters must be a member of the Cinema Tribe.  This does not mean that they originated from there, but it does mean that they are at least a current member.  

● Creating a tribe from your past is acceptable, but the tribe must be approved.

● Your character's age must reflect the appropriate age and experience reflected in the role-play's information thread.  If your age doesn't line up with magical or physical occurrences (such as puberty), you'll be asked to change something.

Character Layout

Code:

[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Color Code:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Gender/Sexuality:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b]

[b]Tribe Title:[/b]
[b]Tribe Skills:[/b]
[b]Personal Skills:[/b]

[b]Realm Rates:[/b]
[b]Soularm:[/b]
[b]Magician Type & Class:[/b]
[b]Magic/Fighting Style:[/b]

[b]Living Relatives:[/b]
[b]Mentor(s):[/b]
[b]Back Story:[/b]

Name: Character's Name
Color Code: Hex Color Codes Preferred
Age: Character's Age
Gender/Sexuality: Character's Gender and/or Sexuality
Appearance: Before placing an image, please list height, weight, eye color, and hair color.

Tribe Title: Status or occupation within the Tribe.  This could mean are you a child or adult?  Elder, Shaman, or just a normal adult?  Etc.
Tribe Skills: These are the skills you use to contribute to the tribe.  Ex. Hunting, Weaving, Tailoring, Tanning, Etc.
Personal Skills: These are skills that benefit yourself, primarily and can also be hobbies or minor, less useful and widely used skills.  Ex. Weapon Proficiency, Drawing, Singing, Jewelry Making, Etc.


Realm Rates: Consult with your RPM or RPH, as you should create your character with them. This slot will be explained then.
Soularm: Describe what your soularm is, what it looks like, its aura color(s), how it is evoked, and explain how long you've had it and what it means to you.  Many people name their soularms, so if yours is named, please list its name.
Magician Type & Class: Soul/Aura/Element/Dimension and Which sub-class do you belong to?
Magic/Fighting Style: How do you fight?  How does your magic function?

Living Relatives: What are the names of your living family members?
Mentor(s): What is/are the name(s) of your mentor that assisted you during your time as a sapling?
Back Story: What is your back story?

Name: Ascharya
Color Code: ab1717
Age: 45
Gender/Sexuality: Female, Heterosexual
Appearance: Dark Brown Hair, Light Brown Eyes; 5'6 Tall, 140lbs.
Ascharya is usually seen in clothing and garb unlike most Tribal Shaman or Tribe members in general.  This is due to the region and tribe in which she was raised, as she dresses more like her birth-born culture, rather than her current culture.  

With Shaman Garb:

Tribe Title: Cinema Tribe Shamari
Tribe Skills: Ritual Practices & Law, Tribal Law, Leadership, Storytelling, Advising, Mediating, Clanesh Education, Interpreter, Meric and Neomeric Language Education, Sight Training
Personal Skills: Survival, Herbalism, Botany, Textile Weaving, Skinning, Tanning, Spear & Bola Proficiency, Net Fishing, Midwife

Realm Rates: Corporea: 4 , Leveates: 1, Archeron: 1, and Mezzetez: 4
Soularms:

Catchor:

Enginswei:

Magician Type & Class: Soul : Shaman
Magic/Fighting Style: Using a spear and Bola fighting style for hunting, physical battle, and survival was once Ascharya's primary way of life, but this was when she was young and very strong.  Although she has kept much of that strength, she is blind in one eye and mostly blind in the other and battle is, for the most part, out of the question.  

Magically speaking, she splits souls, heals and stitches souls, reads souls, etc., but she is also known to be an incredibly strong diviner.  Divination is a magical talent for her and Ascharya is known to be one of the most powerful Seers within the entire region.  

Additionally, Ascharya does have a familiar that is always seen with her.  It is a maned wolf, which is actually quite rare in this region, known as "Sarresha."  She is a loving animal that seeks attention from any who wander nearby.  Snuggling up to humans and children are what she does best.  She's incredibly intelligent for her species, even for a familiar.

Living Relatives: Adoptive Brother: Seneka
Mentor(s): Senan
Back Story:  Born within the Region of the Hwy (Hwee), Ascharya originated from the Tribe of Alsea (All - say - uh) that was almost destroyed six months after her birth.  Due to an attack from another nearby Tribe, the Alsea were almost wiped out entirely, but Ascharya was taken in by one of the warriors of the attacking Tribe, known as the Gold'atye Brige (Gold - awt - yay Bree - geh), though they go by the Gold'atye Tribe for short.  The Gold'atye are a proud people, but they are also cold.  You are expected to survive due to their significantly different life style in comparison to other nearby tribes.  

The Gold'atye are thieves, scavengers, pillagers, and travelers, moving about from their main location into other locations to hunt for food, goods, and additions for their slaves.  As a member of one of their slaves, Ascharya was one of the people who was often left behind on the somewhat slim, but long stretch of land that rose up above a great mass of water and connected to large masses of land.  This territory was fought over and if you wished to cross, you had to pay.  If you did not pay...you must turn back or die.  It was no short of abuse and fear of her untrained power that led her to run away from the Gold'atye as soon as she was old enough.  

It was during her escape that her powers manifested and Ascharya was forced to run while being hunted, hide and flee during many days and nights of the torment at the thought of being caught while fighting off the ravaging images that threatened to push at her mind.  She was distracted, seeing visions, hearing voices...demons spoke to her, whispering at her ears and beckoning her to call on them for aid.  She could see it--the black place, as she called it.  She didn't know well enough to know what it was, but she did know well enough to know that if she went there somehow, she would surely die.  The ground was cracked and black, dry and hot, heat rising from it with streaks of red and yellow like molten coal.  

There was no sky...just thick, black fog covering the air above as it threatened to lower and suffocate her--but it never did.  Nothing in the black place turned out to be real.  Or well...to be "there" with her.  However, seeing this place made it harder and harder for her to run, all the while she would eventually fall asleep from exhaustion, only to wake from dreams flitted with nightmares that showed her of her trackers finding her tracks, hear their voices as they asked passerby with her description while they pretended to be concerned family or friends.  She knew their approach became more inevitable, more dangerous.

This was Ascharya's life until the hunt was given up, until it ended and she could breathe again.  When she was freed, she survived within Hwy alone, traveling from place to place as a Nomad, but also as a slowly maddening sapling with no focus to keep her from becoming adrift.  Fighting back the embrace of the black place, she eventually learned (through listening to other passerby magicians) what the black place was, as well as why she could hear both them and hear other people from far away that lived in their place.  She learned of the four realms, learned that she would someday go insane.   This was a fate she accepted.  She did not wish to be a part of the Hwy.

Senan could detect this from Ascharya right away--from the moment that he met her, he could tell that this young girl did not like people and she despised the situation that had been forced upon her.  She was bitter, lost, and without proper home.  He approached her, offering her a place within another region and tribe, promising her a home and stability, support and a place within his family.  This was something she did not expect, and although she was skeptical, he also offered something she desparately needed--the soul wrought ritual.  

To save her own life, she agreed, following Senan into the Cinema Tribe where she was adopted by Senan and raised to be his own daughter.  It took her a very long time to open up to him, to become his child.   Yet, as her heart opened, so did her personality as she grew into the person that she is now--a strong, unique individual that is determined to help and save others and to spread the acceptance that Senan gave to her without question when others did question it through much of her childhood.  

Although Senan did eventually die of old age, he passed to her his gauntlet of the Shamari title (with the approval of the Elders) and gave her the responsibility of seeking out peace between the Hwy and Us Ro'da Regions, wherever it be possible.  She has worked diligently since that day, aging kindly despite having been blind through most of her life.  (She did lose blindness in her left eye during her time of wandering, but the partial blindness of her new eye is a recent occurrence with an unknown cause.)

Name: Suitsue (Suit - sway)
Color Code: 6699ff
Age: 28
Gender/Sexuality: Female, Heterosexual
Appearance: Dark Brown Hair, Light Blue Eyes; 5'6 Tall, 140lbs.
General clothing for Suitsue is furs and simple cloths with leather straps, but she often wears bone plated armor, etc. when out beyond the Tribe's wall.  She has a lot of feathers over her head in a hood and under her helmet, which often conceals her features a little more.

Fully Armored:

Tribe Title: Adult; Cinema Sentinel
Tribe Skills: Us Ro'da Geography, Tersta Geography, Watcher Training, Bodyguard Training, First Aid, Scientyr Geography, Sight Training
Personal Skills: Aerobics, Lance Proficiency, Tower Shield Proficiency, Weight Lifting, Acting, Painting, Spear Proficiency

Realm Rates: Corporea: 4 , Leveates: 4, Archeron: 3, and Mezzetez: 3
Soularm:

Alvara:

Magician Type & Class: Dimension : Summoner
Magic/Fighting Style: Suitsue summons creatures from realms through dimensional gateways to fight for her.  She has been able to befriend a few allies from different realms and make contracts with them that ensured their safe return.  As such, she doesn't usually need to do too much battle on her own.  

Although she has lance and shield training, these fighting styles are her last resort.  She generally prefers that her summoned allies take the fight for her so that she can avoid any violence.  Her most frequently summoned allies come from Corporea and Leveates, but she has been known to summon things from other realms, as well.

Her dimensional gateways look like falling, ashen petals that fall into an oval formation and shift into black and red feathers as they form the outer rim of the opening gateway of thick, water-like substance within the center after the frame of feathers connect.  The water color shifts depending on the realm that she is summoning from.  (Corporea is blue, Leveates is gold, Mezzetez is red, and Archeron is green.)

Living Relatives: Father: Ridian
Mentor(s): Basha (Summoner), Kunrei (Shield Training)
Back Story: Cinema born, Suitsue has known no other way of life outside of her own tribe.  Unfortunately, she lost her mother at her own birth, but her father has always taken great care of her and she still lives with him to this day after having a happy and carefree childhood.  He does, of course, regularly try to marry her off, but she generally has none of that nonsense.  

She is just your average woman with average, tribal duties of protecting the tribe's wall, ringing the bell to warn from approaching danger, protecting trading caravans, guiding people up the Scientyr mountain during their soul wrought ritual, being a bodyguard for elders or shaman during diplomatic relations, and so on.  She's lived a normal life, doing normal average things, and she is happy to say that it's been quite uneventful.  (Mostly due to her avoidance of leaving the tribe and traversing the wilderness.)

Suitsue was named by her mother before she was born, so when she had gone through the naming, her father honored her mother's wishes and named her after the Suitsue tree--a local, uncommon tree the bears small fruit from the ends of its branches by hanging them from tiny, little vines.  The fruit are called Suitfruit and almost always have a sweet, tangy taste.  It was her mother's favorite fruit and that is all that she knows of her, but since she did not ever come to know her, she does not grieve for her so deeply as most would a lost parent.

Name: Zahoet; Pronounced: Za-hoe-t
   Color Code: c15600
   Age:19
   Gender/Sexuality:Male, Biromantic Demisexual;
   Appearance: Zahoet fits pretty averagely among his peers of the Cinema Tribe being 4ft 10in high and also at about 140 pounds. While his features make him slightly effeminate compared to some of the burlier hunters and men of the tribe this is just fine with him. Strangely enough both his eyes and hair are unusually pale, the former being more colorless grey and his hair a more bone bleached white. He further stands out by wearing wearing a disproportionate amount of blue and orange clothes which are two of his most favorite colors than his tribes preferred colors. If that wasn't enough he often wears tasseled or belled clothing as he is widely know to love dancing and parties, though the clothes and bells do also balance well against his quiet footfalls and nature outside of those parties. During colder months he is known to wear a poncho or leg wraps for warmth but generally is well acclimated to the cool. I suppose that it must be mentioned that Zahoet is missing his right arm, having had to have it amputated due to infection and not due to divorce as some misunderstandings have arose in the past over such assumptions.


   Tribe Title: Adult; Unmarried and living with his family
   Tribe Skills: Assistant Charcoal Burner, Brickmaker/Bricklayer, Home building, Night soil Collector
   Personal Skills: Shotel proficiency, Shield Proficiency, Axe Proficiency, Composting, Dancing, Pottery

   Realm Rates:Corporea 4; Leveates 3; Archeron 2; Mezzetez 3
   Soularm:

Old Man Thimble:

   Magician Type & Class: Element; Pseudo
   Magic/Fighting Style: Mud Materia Mage: Zahoet can create or manipulate mud, this ranges from silt like those found in rivers to sticker clays. Depending on which is created, its fluidity or application changes as well. He typically isn't a fighter as his handicap of a missing arm is quite severe. If forced to fight, he can create slippery mud flows around him to trip up foes, spray fountains or balls of mud to try to blind/entrap/unbalance foes. Conversely if forced to defend himself he can use fluidic mud like a water elementalist or thicker mud closer to an earth elementalist. He can not change the consistency of the mud around him or that he creates short of adding different mud and mixing it up by hand or with magic. Mixing mud in this way is time consuming and as such is impractical for combat.
In general Zahoet tends to over compensate when using magic, an apt idiom would be: Quantity has a quality all it's own. He still practices using his shotel as he becomes more and more dominant with his left hand and only occasionally with a shield though this becomes less and less as the years go by.

   Living Relatives: Burk (Cinema tribe - Adopted Father; Charcoal burner), Meleana (Adopted Mother; Grouse and Quail tending), Fermi (Adoptive Younger Sister, apprentice weaver)
   Deceased Relatives: Hemel (Teak'ous Tribe - Father; Woodcutter/Trader), Vicca (Mother; Charcoal burner. Burk's 2nd Cousin)
   Mentor(s): Etreia [Ee-tray-uh] (Teak'ous Water Mage); Old Man Thimble
   Back Story:

History:

Chenoa:

[Hey all, if you want to have any history with Zahoet or anything, let me know and I'll be more than happy to flesh it out with you. This could include friends, rivals, lovers, etc. I am more than willing to edit details if someone is interested in such a thing.]

Name: Suzette
Color Code: ccffff
Age: 25
Gender/Sexuality: Female/Asexual
Appearance: 4ft 11in tall, 110lbs, curly pale blonde hair that falls to her shoulders, light skin, navy blue eyes, slim musculature. Often wears a leather tunic over a brilliant red cloth blouse, tan baggy linen trousers, and leather sandals.

Tribe Title: Adult, unmarried
Tribe Skills: Musician, story teller, animal husbandry
Personal Skills: Proficiency in playing the shamisen, pan flute, and harp. Singing. Star mapping. Knife throwing.

Realm Rates:
Corporea 4
Leveates 1
Archeron 1
Mezzetez 1
Soularm:

Meine Geliebte:

Magician Type & Class:Aura - Augmentor
Magic/Fighting Style:Suzette prefers to avoid direct contact when fighting, so she cripples her enemies with debuffs until they either retreat or fall helplessly to the ground. If neither case occurs, Suzette softens up her opponents with her musical magic until they are an easy target for her knives. In a group, Suzette stays back and supports her companions with empowering songs. Each song Suzette plays has its own effect, some being buffs while others being debuffs. Only those within audible distance of her soularm Meine Geliebte and able to hear its sound are effected by her magic.  

Examples:

Living Relatives:
 Mother - Edith
 Father - Acht
 Sister - Journa
 Brother - Kestrel
Mentor(s):
Musician instructor / Mentor - Quel
Knife combat instructor - Amadiah
Back Story: Suzette traveled far from her homeland to find the Cinema Tribe. She and her family came from a different region further down south in the temperate marshlands. In the Pescaflonne tribe, Suzette spent a majority of her time playing her shamisen near the river that provided the tribe all of its resources that led to its prosperous growth. The tribe traded seafood like salmon, crabs, and crayfish to neighboring tribes for other resources, while using the water for agriculture and hydration. The tribe's beneficial location allowed its people time to focus on their more artistic hobbies. It was common for young children to develop skills in painting, sculpting, oration, or philosophy. Musicians were rare due to how expensive instruments were to acquire and maintain, but one member of the tribe practiced the art of playing pan flute for most of his life.

Quel, the village musician and fisherman, inspired a young Suzette with his flute's musical range. His songs were anywhere between playful to soul crushing. Quel took to the child's curiosity and taught her how to make and play her own pan flute. Suzette picked up the flute right away, practicing in between knife combat classes and carrying water to plantations. In her time at Pescaflonne, Suzette discovered instruments of other cultures and worked to master them. Despite her love of music, she almost never played for an audience. It would take some coaxing from the village shaman to get her to play a piece for celebrations. To her, playing music was an intimate time with her instrument, and it was done purely for her own pleasure. She quickly underwent training to become a mage as soon as her powers manifested and she crafted a shamisen as her soularm, which she treated like a younger sibling. During her year of training and gathering materials, she only received mentoring from Quel, despite the fact he knew nothing of magic nor was a magician. There were no other aura magicians around, so the tribe's shaman left Suzette with Quel and hoped for the best.

Around the age of 20, Suzette's peaceful life in her village was cut short when an especially heavy rain brought severe flooding to the Pescaflonne. Huts and villagers were swept away in the debris, including Suzette's musical instructor. The blindsided tribe was all but wiped out in its entirety. In the wake of the flood, several members decided to cut their losses and travel inland. Suzette's own family chose to head north, wandering for 3 weeks with a few surviving sheep. When the family stumbled upon the Cinema tribe, they were welcomed and promptly put to work. Suzette chose to help manage the tribe's livestock and play music for ceremonies. In return, she was given lessons by the tribe's aura mages to boost her abilities.

Name: Chenoa
Color Code: 9933cc
Age: 18
Gender/Sexuality: Female
Appearance:Chenoa is about 5’3”and about 125 lbs.  Her body type can be described a curvaceous.  Her hair is dark cinnamon color with some lighter streaks especially during the summer.  It is short and she usually keeps it in two low ponytails.  Although she has sideswept longer bangs.  Her eyes are brown with a glint of playfulness.  One that is mirrored in her smile.
Her clothing is a mixture of leather and fabric.  Her soularm (see below) is always on her body.

Chenoa:

Tribe Title: Adult, unmarried
Tribe Skills: Pottery making, weaving, leather assistant
Personal Skills: Dagger fighting, sword training, glaive training, and carving,
Realm Rates: Corporea: 3, Leveates: 4, Archeron: 1, Mezzetez: 4
Fighting Style: Chenoa is more of a defensive fighter.  She is trained will with her glaive and it is her primary weapon.  She will switch to the dagger if the fighting gets closer.  Although she feels uneasy with it.  Not because of lack of training, but more because it is a soularm.
Soularm: Hers is a haunted dagger.  It was originally her mother’s who was a magician.  The dagger was found with the strewn items left behind after the attack.  The Shaman looked into it and saw that it wanted to stay with Chenoa and her descendants.  It has a deep violet aura to it

She also has a pet monkey that she has raised since birth.  The monkey’s name is Kohi.  He is as playful as she is.  He stays by her side unless she has to leave the tribal wall.  Then he stays in her house.  He is well behaved around her friends and family.

Living Relatives: Blood: None that she knows of. However the Cinema family has accepted her as their own.  So she has a mother - Liseli, father - Taregan, a little brother - Halian, and a sister Malia. Dead relatives Birth Mother Ephenia, Birth Father Urias. Other relatives are unknown.
Mentor(s):  Too many to list
Back Story:  Chenoa didn’t start life in the Cinema tribe.  Her father was a trader and her mother a magician.  They were on one of their trips and brought her along.  On their way back home after visiting the Cinema tribe, they were attacked and killed.  Cinema tribe members found Chenoa alive on one of their hunting trips and took her back to the tribe.  Chenoa was 5 years old at the time.

She was adopted by a family and accepted into the tribe.  The family she was adopted by has other children about her age.
She is a friendly outgoing young woman who like to be kept busy.  She loves to learn new tasks too.  However she does not like to leave the tribal areas.  She does not trust the wilderness, so she is not a hunter or gatherer.  She is very protective of the tribe and thankful that they took her in.

She is friends Zahoet and his family.  She weaves with his younger sister and his father helps with the pottery.  She loves to flirt playfully with him, but they are currently just friends.  She does like to make some of his clothing.

NOTE:  Much like Methos said in his post.  If you want a relationship with Chenoa.  Good, bad or ugly, please let me know =)

Name: Seneka (Sen-EH-Ka)
Color Code: #b471ce
Age: 28
Gender/Sexuality: Male, Bisexual, Aromantic
Appearance:5'5, 127 Ibs, Vibrant Purple Eyes, White Hair

Spoiler:

Tribe Title: Adult: Head Healer, Sentinel
Tribe Skills:Herbology, Botany, Midwifery, Oration, Meteorology, Physiology, Leadership, Tribal Customs & Law
Personal Skills: Acting, Astronomy, Dance, Painting, Sword Proficiency, Acrobatics, Cooking

Realm Rates: Corporea: 1, Leveates: 3, Archeron: 2, and Mezzetez: 4
Soularm:

Pallas Kulve:

Magician Type & Class: Aural, Manifestor
Magic/Fighting Style: Seneka as a manifestor, and a rather unique one at that, is able to manipulate and fight with the auras and spirits of others using his own. His ability works on both magi and non magi.

Seneka's aura manifests in the form of pale lilac, marbled with streaks of creme, intertwined, fading out into dark gray and sandy black, as if infected.

Living Relatives: Adoptive Sister - Ascharya
Mentor(s): Senan, Vallas, Ishan
Back Story: Seneka's backstory is an unusual one; as, unlike most of the tribe's, with their close knit communities, families, heirlooms, bloodlines- Seneka hasn't the slightest clue where he's from.

As a young child, he was found by one of the Cinema Sentries, in raggedy, barely existent clothing, shivering beneath a bramble of Seneka flowers, famous for their poisonous brambles. No one had the slightest idea where the poor boy came from. He did not speak, his clothing belied no culture, at least none they had heard of, but he possessed the strangest features many of the Sentries had ever seen.

His skin, dark, beyond tanned, his hair, a striking white, curly and thick, and his eyes, a vibrant purple. Truly, Seneka was an odd duckling before he had even set foot within the town.

Inevitably he was 'adopted' by one of the Shamans, being taken in and sheltered into the friendly, bright eyed young man he is today. Seneka is beloved by the townspeople; and finds himself rather popular among the younger women; and a few of the younger men.

He is indispensable as the village healer and midwife, and his young but cultured wisdom is often called upon.

He is close friends, and has been since childhood, with a fellow sentinel, Suitsue.

Name: Kokola

Color Code: ff9999

Age: 35

Life event ages:

Gender/Sexuality: Female/Biromantic Demisexual;

Appearance: 5' tall, 148 lbs.  Slightly heavy build but toned musculature, dark skin, bright green eyes, sand blonde hair

Tribe Title: Adult; Widowed, Traveller, Hunter, Scout

Tribe Skills: Forestry, Spelunking, Cartography, Geography Ne'ork/Cinema/Mon'tra areas (possible others TBA), Meteorology, Hunting, Traveling, Weapon Proficiency.

Personal Skills: Survival, Tailoring, Climbing, Cooking, Fishing, Tinkering, Stealth, Swimming, Armor-smithing, Trap-making, Historical knowledge.

Realm Rates: Corporea: 4; Leveates: 2; Archeron: 1; Mezzetez: 3

Soularm:

REQUINOIRE:

Her aura when she warps with or draws her soul arm to her is a bright red and starts out resembling ripples, as if the air around it were made of water, and then quickly tears into more violent shapes, like tears that look like little teeth. When she throws the weapon and warps to it she disappears quickly and the surrounding aura starts out the same with the ripples, but the speed of the magic as Kokola is enveloped in it is instead more like a fin moving towards the soul arm she is warping to. The aura is a smooth, but violent one, sometimes if you watch closely enough you can also see tiny bubbles in it's wake before they fizzle out.

Magician Type & Class: Dimension (Traveler)

Magic/Fighting Style: Stealthy hit and run tactics sometimes involving portal jumping and her ability to throw warp strikes with her unique glaive.

Living Relatives: Samsa - (Mother, Ne'ork Tribe weaver), Duplo and Taxi - (Uncle and Aunt, Ne'ork Tribe Farmers), Rak - (Cousin, Ne'ork Tribe Farmer) Que'tel -(Cousin, Mon' tra Tribe Guardsman)
Deceased Relatives: Kallin - (Father, Ne'ork Tribe Hunter), Lamel and Dejar (Mon'tra tribe Traders)
Mentor(s): Towa - Specialized weapons training
Back Story: Kokola was born into the Ne'ork tribe, but many of her close relatives actually moved from north of there. Her father died when she was young but her mentor, Towa, although she was on the weak side at a young age was impressed with her drive to learn new weapons and ended up escorting her to Cinema to help her when her soul wrought came along. He became a bit like a father figure to her, and helped to support her during her soul-wrought from which she almost died. Afterwards he trained her extensively and with her strange weapon, teaching himself a bit along the way as it allowed for a fighting style that he even had limited experience in. She was small and tired out a bit easily in her younger years but hit a major growth spurt during training with her weapon, which wasn't unnatural for her family to be bigger built, but unexpected to many from how small she was early on. She focused a lot on being stealthy and versatile with her weapon, but also in her drive to be stronger and not putting on fat (as her family tended to gain more easily) she decided to specialize in building up muscle, not quite to the extent of a bodybuilder, but she became quite stout nonetheless. She trained to be stealthy but never wanted to put herself in a situation where if she were caught she couldn't fight her way out of it.
As a child while healthy and interested in the weapon training, she could be very inactive at other times (as the weapon training left her very tired) and it wasn't really until her trip to the exuma mines of cinema and her near scrape with death there that she decided to focus more on strengthening herself more so that she could travel, because she just happened to love it. It was all too convenient to her that her magical powers that allowed her to travel the realms developed. And Towa and her mother Samsa had to scold her on many occasions for taking off on her own in her early teens.
Kokola was never much of a people person either, always opting to go off for extended trips on her own which made matters even more dangerous, but she always found a way out when too close to danger luckily, and despite a few close calls got quite good at sneaking and running away as well as telling the signs of danger early. It made her well suited to hunting and she soon took that on as a job, but her passion was still travel, and the cinema tribe was in short supply of them at around the time she was of age to be married. Her tribe's shaman saw the value of making a diplomatic marriage arrangement with one of the Cinema tribe's top trader family's sons with her, and set it up, to the joy of her mother who felt she needed a husband like that to calm her dangerous venturing habits down, but much to the anger of Kokola herself... she didn't WANT to get married yet and especially not to this douche. She didn't even like him, much less love him. His face was far too punchable anyway and it was obvious he was already in love with himself... not to mention spoiled in her opinion... She didn't mind joining the Cinema tribe as much because at least it was something new but the marriage was a problem, and when it was forced through even more of a problem, as the less she wanted to do with her new husband, the more frustrated he got, trying to pressure her into things using arguments of 'tradition' and 'tribal obligations', which didn't phase her. She was new to this tribe as is but she did like how big a stand they had against rape... as far as she was concerned, he was touching her, and luckily she was also stronger than him... nevertheless he did eventually start getting into fights with her and after making many attempts at her, in addition to cheating and coming in drunk a lot... she decided to take matter into her own hands, but instead of outright divorce, due to the potential consequences and the power his family held, she decided she would handle things herself. She took him on a little trip into another realm with her later and things just happen to get out of hand, separating them. She unfortunately hasn't seen him since and the tribe then considered him to have been accidentally deceased.

It's been around a decade now since and she has made a good happy living within the tribe now, both as a hunter, a traveler, expanding her skill set to things such as cartography and a few other useful things as well. The years of experience being out on her own and exploring different realms has only continued to help her.

It's too bad she still doesn't have a lot of friends, but she is starting to loosen up, thinking maybe it's time she start focusing on making stronger bonds with other people.... after all... it couldn't be worse than her marriage, could it?

Name: Shamblo
Color Code: 669966
Age: 42
Gender/Sexuality: Female/Aromantic Heterosexual
Appearance: 5ft tall. 130lbs. Lean, muscular build. Tends to wear cloths and leather as seen in the image, but during night raids and sentinel duty, wears only a cloth tunic, leather belt, and kilt along with leather body armor. During duty, her hair is also tied into a bun with animal rib bones holding it in place.

Spoiler:

Tribe Title: Adult, Cinema Sentinel Warchief
Tribe Skills: Watcher Training, Interrogation, Diplomacy, Combat Training, Tactics, Tar Sealing, Leadership, Scientyr Geography
Personal Skills: Weapon Training (Sword, Shield, Ax, Knife, Club), Bug Catching, Night Hiking, Sculpting, Pan flute

Realm Rates: Corporea: 2; Leveates: 4; Archeron: 1; Mezzetez: 1
Soularm: Ten - A simple machete crafted from iron and wood with exuma rods fastening the wooden grip. The weapon was made by Shamblo early after her powers manifested. She summons it by reaching for her left thigh with her left hand, as if drawing a weapon sheathed at her side. When summoned, it exudes a forest green aura.
Magician Type & Class:Element; Pseudo
Magic/Fighting Style: Shamblo has the ability to create hot, viscous tar from her body and manipulate it so long as it remains within physical contact with her. Her magic also prevents the tar from burning her or sticking to her skin. With this, she can cover parts of her body with tar, turning her limbs into burning hot weapons capable of assuming any shape she wishes. Because of the tar's high viscosity, a thick wall of tar can act as a soft shield, absorbing the impact of both melee and ranged weapons, but not necessarily stopping them. The tar can immobilize a target by covering their eyes, gunking/burning hands and feet, or completely engulfing it in a big sticky glob. For ultimate defense, Shamblo completely surrounds herself in a hollowed out mound of tar. The outer layers cool and harden while the inner remains hot and malleable. Shamblo practices a mix of using both Ten and her tar ability at the same time, sometimes briefly hiding her soularm within tar to extend the weapon's range or deceive opponents.  

Living Relatives: Brother - Syd
Mother - Freisia
Mentor(s): Dentalion (Deceased)
Back Story: Shamblo was born and raised in the Cinema tribe, daughter of a Cinema sentinel who met his fate catching a drunk and enraged tribesman in the middle of a stabbing spree. Shamblo's father died when she was 12, only a year before her powers manifested. Despite her father being considered a hero among many, witnesses of the murder blamed her father's hesitation for his demise. Shamblo internalized this opinion as her reason to never relent during a battle. The safest route to victory was complete domination of the opponent, even if it meant using lethal force. Shamblo used to spend nights catching bugs with her bother and father, but after the incident, the nights became her safe haven away from society and a way to reconnect with her father. Due to her unique circumstances, Shamblo fit a useful niche in the tribe's sentinels. She could guard the tribe walls and caravans in the darkness of night without loss in effectiveness. Shamblo's long record of night missions earned her the name "Nightwitch" among the sentinels. After years of service, Shamblo carved out her role as part of a mobile strike force and night shift sentinel. It's been only a year since her promotion to Warchief.

Name: Vythar the Relentless Mystic so he says; lies; so he wants you to think twice a lie of a lie he's a spellcaster.

Color Code: #6633ff
Age: 63
Gender/Sexuality: He's a man that's interested in many women.
Appearance: Musclular and appears to have a barbaric way.

Tribe Title: Shaman
Tribe Skills: Preparations for food and gathering or searching for water
Personal Skills: Advice and crafts.

Realm Rates: Mezzetez; 2, (Physical Realm); 1
Soularm:
Bancho (Pond-cho*), the vined cage which is used to not clamp but limit your opposer's blade movements within the cage while preventing them from removing or touching it because of the many poisonus vines that it's covered in.

The actual soul arm is the handle and to make it is by using a strong cloth to rap together any counterparted steel craft and on the current one is currently covered in poison vines with sharp thorns; prevents extraction of the 4 bared steel cage weapon.

He has written in parchments the instructions on how to make one incase anyone was interested in finding out on how to make one for themselves; it advises you that it isn't too late to turn your soul arm into something else if it's made of metal with his own symbol for iron.

It displays the exact sizes needed to create the handle and that it must be made fresh everytime with 4 piece then binded with heat. As for the other pieces are expendable and replaceable while the soul arm handle isn't, but for safety he might advise that even though metal can be used to forge some parts of the metal could be lost in any mistakes when using a stone mold forge. This spear like weapon since it is very complex in shape it's only purpose is used for capturing weapons with it's windows allowing an opposer to attack within while the shaman can remove the attacker's soul while preventing them from escaping or removing well densed poison vines grown by the makers making the weapon an excellent tool for moderate or deadly hunting or defenses. This soul arm allows the wielder to channel with it's combined protections found in the handle and the soul wielder's combined power; he also suggests that a soul arm since it has no living postures the object likely doesn't need stamina or energy to engage in a magic act (but he hasn't attempted it yet). There are no boltings found in his work, only bindings as he finds it to be much better to make an object a whole than in parts for different purposes while he seeks to make his weapon better who seeks to find out how.

Magician Type & Class: Shaman
Magic/Fighting Style: Pseudo: Anima (Soul) when in battle he will attempt to tear out your soul with his ritual like shamans do during the soul arm bonding ritual while returning it with each attack with his left hand and in his right is his soul arm he uses to channel his power through his hand. He prevents you from getting too close while inflicting minor damage and as much damage as he can to his opposer. He takes whatever you have as a penalty for your treatury and adds whatever you choose as an tribute to his offerings for future sacrifices.

Living Relatives: None
Mentor(s): Titteral : Thought Vythar everything he knows from his fallen decendants from the past known for smoking wood and anything that amplifies the feeling they get as well as having many wives and children unlike his nephew Vythar and his younger sister Shishi whome only does harvest and also knows the same methods as Vythar who refuses to go beyond his knowledge of bad omens such as meddling with a haunted or unknown object which he advises to turn in to the elders or insists that they not be used at all without the word of the elders and high elders. (deceased after killing himself with a magic spell that animates a weapon to kill himself; he's clever and wise as well as mischievous as Vythar is odious leaving Vythar his soul arm that he may contact him with but for some reason he never answers or wants to talk.) Vythar has many mentors but the closest to him was Titteral and his diseased before him father another temporizer of evil intent far worse than even Vythar and Titteral combined differences.

Back Story: He chooses to do good while seeing it as an evil act; he is brave, wise and a very odious man.

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NOTE : The following is an existing weapon.

Name: Jazz
Color Code: #830042
Age: 29
Gender/Sexuality: Female/Bisexual
Appearance: Tall, extremely tall for most tribe standards. She stands at a statuesque and intimidating 5'10, and weighs 150 Ibs, with long, ravens black hair, and eerie, reflective eyes that glint a wicked, deep, murky color, flecked with pale blue. She's muscular, long limbed, with a curious beauty about her. Beckoning one closer, but scaring them away.

Her eyes have a reflective, glowing sheen, that becomes especially prominent in the dark.

Jazz Currently:

Jazz, aged 17:

Tribe Title: Hunter, Sentinel, Traveler
Tribe Skills: Hunting, Trapping, Tracking, Stealth, Sword Proficiency, Bow Proficiency, Scythe Proficiency, Horseback Riding, Skinning, Tanning, Mending, Survival Skills, Weapon Crafting
Personal Skills: Ice skating, Dancing,

Realm Rates:
Soularm:

Shadwen:

Areanlyth:

Magician Type & Class: Aural Traveler Mixed Class
Magic/Fighting Style: Jazz can sense the residual aural emotions around her, and uses the left over aural energy to create tears, openings between worlds. She can use the emotions of others, sadness, joy, fear, love, sensing the energy behind the strength of their feelings, to open portals and create pathways.

Living Relatives: - Young Adoptive Sister; 'Nines' Of Millennium Tribe
- Adoptive Same Aged Brother; 'Lincoln' Of Millennium Tribe
Mentor(s): Dime - Hunting, Magic and Archery
Solace - Scythe Fighting, Ice Skating, Dancing and Weaponcraft
Haes - Sword Fighting and Magic
Back Story: Originally from the Millennium Tribe, Jazz was orphaned at a young age, but never really grew close enough to her parents to truly morn them, or feel as though she had genuinely 'lost' something.

She was adopted into a small cloister of orphans by one of the tribes shamans; a kind, older woman who later trained Jazz in the art of hunting.

She was always the weird child, the outcast, the strange changeling who never quite fit in. She claimed to hear, and see, things no one else could, and the sureness in her eyes meant she was to be believed. But it was a strangeness of the mind, not magic, that left her touched in this way; and it was a condition none knew how to treat. But she was steadfast, loyal, and good at what she did, so she never much needed anything in the way of special treatment.

Jazz's magic manifested early, and was a rather unique case that set her apart from the other villages mages. Since they couldn't understand it, she was quickly hailed as a prodigy, no matter how good or bad she did in her magical studies.

But, Jazz, ever determined, persevered, and honed her magic as well as she could under the guidance of many tutors.

As she grew older she eventually met and fell in love with a boy, Solace, who had been training under one of her mentors fellow Shamans. The two were inseparable, and married at the tender ages of 19.

His 'death' is something she seldom speaks of, but something that traumatized her greatly.

Name: Lulumi

Color Code: 009999

Age: 28

Gender/Sexuality: Genderfluid/Pansexual

Appearance: 4' 5", 90 lbs., Androgynous build, some what childlike body and facial features (looks like a petit teen girl), pale blue eyes, aquamarine hair.

Tribe Title: Adult, Bounty Hunter, Fish..er  person...,  Paralycist (Pain Doctor)

Tribe Skills: Bounty Hunting, Fishing, Pain Relief, Massage

Personal Skills: Daydreaming, Slight of Hand, Water Painting, Reaching for things on the top shelf, Sewing, Skipping rocks, Discus throwing, Sword Proficiency, Whip Proficiency, Flail Proficiency, Acrobatics, Yoga, Swimming, Loitering.

Realm Rates: Corporea 1, Archeron 4, Leveates 3, Mezzetez 3

Soularm:

EBBENFLOW:

Magician Type & Class: Aura Augmenter

Magic/Fighting Style: Jellyfish Affinity - Lulumi has the ability to turn self or soularm more jellyfish-like. Most common are abilities involving transforming limbs into tentacles to wrap and sting in battle, in which a strong enough dose of toxin from Lulu's tentacle can paralyze or simply inflict pain to an enemy. Likewise, this toxin can also be used for medical reasons such as numbing anesthetic. The degree of magic involved focused into different parts of body determine how jelllyfish-like that part becomes, and Lulu can essentially turn full jellyfish, although this is more often more of a detriment than anything. Other skills related that are slightly less commonly used, but just as important, involve waterbreathing and filter-feeding via making the head like that of a jellyfish, bio-luminescent spots, swimming, squishing, self-restoration at the cost of cell-regression(including some memories), and delivering the most uncomfortable slaps many claim they have ever felt. Lulumi is very skilled in various weapons such as swords and whips predominantly, as well as the ability to throw a chakrum well, but, as the rapier reflects, takes a very defensive method of fighting. In many situations Lulu will actually take in a bounty by offering them to surrender themself, in most cases ending in either a fight where the enemy must be paralyzed or injured and taken in by force, Lulu's last option. Lulumi has the highest success rate for live captures in his home Ol'do tribe. Although she wields a sword soularm, it can also become more jellyfish-like and be used in a whipping manner, much like an urumi, which is a tactic made more possible due to the high degree of exuma in the blade itself.

Living Relatives: Evasive/Touchy Subject (he has trouble remembering their names..) Two that standout are her dad, Swakalsoo, and his sister, Neluos.

Mentor(s):  Lulumi is largely self-taught, as far as people are concerned, but has gone through many different mentors amoungst the people of the Ol'do tribe, mostly concerrning sword skills, including his own father who was skilled with a rapier. The only other mentor that Lulumi ever mentions by name is [indecipherable]Leeeeekjshduf[indecipherable], but that's a jellyfish Lulu learned from largely by sense (electrical signal, mostly).

Back Story: Lulumi was born in the Ol'do tribe and lived there mostly up until only recently, where she made the decision to travel and see other places. Most of the time, Lulu didn't stick to any particular place within the village anyway, and spent a lot of time outside the village either in the ocean or out hunting as part of his job. Known for being hard to follow in conversation and inattentive most of the time, Lulumi was only really known to the other villagers for something like a passion in art. This was quite noticeable by how invested and meticulously it was crafted as well as how it was one of the few things he seemed to take any excitement in talking to others about. Most people just found Lulu unapproachable, as her mind noticeably wandered a lot in long conversation, and conversations in which it didn't could still be hard to follow. While Lulumi was always very kind, he never seemed all there. Many thought of Lulu as very intimidating or just way too stupid and distracted to hold a clear conversation with. Many remarked on how odd by comparison Lulu's extreme focus involving menial tasks is by comparison.
Lulumi was just weird, beautiful, but weird.... Everything about Lulumi stood out from looks to her clothing choice, art, and other various oddities, including not being able to discern [i]their[i/] gender. Although Lulu was very easygoing, they found her hard to relate to. As a result Lulumi, much like a jellyfish often tends to blend into the background or be outcast.
Lulumi also has a very bad memory of most things, often not able to remember a conversation very well unless it's about certain things she likes. She often shows intelligence in regards to strategizing, crafts, and arts, as well as various other things. It was not uncommon for him to just wander away from the  tribe for days or even weeks at a time for little to no explanation other than "losing track of time". While people were extremely worried about Lulu and many did tests of both spiritual and mental nature to give "help," no one was able to get very far, although shamari could tell through the nature of his soul patterns that this was nothing to worry about so much as just a quirk of his abilities.
Even before soul wrought, which was notably "quiet, considering the pain," Lulu was always a very quiet, imaginative child, and prone to daydreaming. The lack of focus became more prominent as she got older, which which the shamari explained as part of her high link to Archeron.

Name: Tayus; Refers to himself as Vortayus though the nickname hasn't really stuck.
  Color Code: 966F33
  Age:14
  Gender/Sexuality:Male/???
  Appearance: Tayus sits towards the average height of the tribe at 4ft 10inches, but might pull ahead and break 5ft in the next few years. He is only 140lbs and has tan-brown skin that is covered nearly head to toe with tattoos. Most of his tattoos he had before coming to the tribe, others he/his mother have added since then. Tayus' black hair is kept short, spiky and wild. Normally his eyes are a brownish amber color, but when using his magic they take on an odd double banded iris that obscures most of his pupil and is a glowing yellow. He often wears a bandana on his head, the tight snake necklace that is his soularm around his neck, and is always decked in tribal colors. Despite the fact that being heavily clothed hampers his magic's effectiveness, he often does so anyway despite his discomfort. There is plenty of recent scarring around his throat, where he has tried to sometimes claw his soularm off in desperation.

Tayus:

  Tribe Title: Child; Sentinel Apprentice; Hunter Apprentice
  Tribe Skills: Watcher Training, Sentinel Training; Tracking; Trapping
  Personal Skills: Hoarding; Interrogation/Torture; Jewelry; Pickpocking; Tattooing; Ropemaking; Stealth; Weapon Proficiencies: Bolas, Chains, Crossbows, Ropecaster, Shortspears, and Whips;

  Realm Rates:Corporea: 3, Archeron: 3, Leveates: 3, Mezzetez:3
  Soularm:

Tayus; Sometimes referred to as Soltayus:

  Magician Type & Class:Aura - Augmentor
  Magic/Fighting Style:

Magic - Vor'bysmal Horror:

Fighting Style:

  Living Relatives: Ellara [Mother; Animal Tender/Seedlet Farmer/Ropemaker]
  Mentor(s):Assorted Sentinel Magicians
  Back Story: Tayus and his Mother have only been part of the Cinema tribe for a little more than a year. Originally they were refugees that escaped Leveates and sought asylum among the Us-Ro'da at Cinema. While they are still viewed with skepticism, his mother was officially accepted into the tribe only months ago after having spent considerable time working at raising animals, and managing to slowly domesticate a small hive of Seedlets bred from a queen she brought with her when her and Tayus left Leveates.

Unlike his mother, Tayus began his apprenticeship to the Sentinels and Hunters of the tribe after a few short months after joining Cinema. The main reason for the delay was so the boy could undergo soulwrought within the first few weeks of arriving. Already seeming to have a firm grasp on activating his power, Tayus was sent up the mountain on his own. After a short while when he didn't return, Asharya went up the mountain in search of Tayus. The boy was found in one of the caves with most of his weapons missing and the exuma needed for his soularm in hand. Investigation into the matter and questioning the boy led to the conclusion that he had resorted to using his magic heavily when he had exhausted his limited weapons. Due to heavy usage of his magic, the boy had gone feral and his feral instincts had caused him to keep sheltering in old caves despite his efforts to climb down the mountain.

After completing his soularm, Tayus' mother managed to convince the sentinels to allow him to join as well as for the boy to learn alongside hunters. His lack of useful skills in other areas limited his prospects and his mother has done what she can to grant him as productive a future as possible. Tayus is a known hoarder and has a tendency to pick things up if they are left about. He returns items that don't belong to him quickly but with a obvious reluctance. Matter of fact, Tayus often tries his hardest to trade for anything that has caught his attention. Tayus is a tad bloodthirsty and prone to violence if provoked. The story behind his behavior is that he and his mother spent several years trapped in Leveates resorting to whatever means they could to survive. Leveates is where Tayus' magic awoke. This hasn't helped shape him positively, and Tayus still suffers from night terrors from the experiences he accumulated. While being pushed into the sentinels has helped him dramatically, he still has room to improve. Many of the villagers are careful around him and hesitant to open up to him.

Having recently turned 14 or at least that's what his Mother claims, Tayus hopes to succeed his Rite of Passage. While his prospects look bleak, he still hopes that he can become a warrior and help hunt down bandits and other criminals if possible.

Name: Dasan
Color Code:ff9900
Age: 21
Gender/Sexuality: Male/straight
Appearance: 5 foot even, Black hair, green eyes, 150 pounds. Is usually wearing his Apprentice Shaman outfit that he was given.

Tribe Title:Adult/ Shaman Apprentice, unmarried
Tribe Skills:Ritual practices and law, leadership, advising, education, fishing, hunting.
Personal Skills:Singing, fishing, historian, herbal-ism, botany, Battle ax proficiency, raising animals, blacksmithing/bronzesmithing

Realm Rates:Corporea: 1, Archeron: 2, Leveates: 2, Mezzetez:2
Soularm:Dasan's soularm is called Serah. It is a battle ax that he created with help. It doesn't have a big ego since Dasan created it and is strong. It's aura is orange. Serah is very close to Dasan as they think alike. They can be both hard headed in their thoughts. Dasan will sometimes ask Serah her opinion on things to get yes or no answers from her. He likes to talk to her and he gets stares sometimes as he talks out loud as if talking to someone who isn't there. Often times it is difficult to hear or get an answer from her but that doesn't bother Dasan much.

The exuma is located within the hilt of the battle ax and is hidden away inside.

To invoke Serah, Dasan will place his right hand over his heart and close it into a fist and pull away from his heart. He will pull away from his chest, pulling Serah out of his chest.

Serah:

Magician Type & Class: Soul: Shaman Apprentice
Magic/Fighting Style:Dasan specializes in sealing souls, allowing him to disable magicians and/or soularms at a distance. This allows him to more easily handle haunted items, retrieve soularms, and capture/detain enemy magicians.
Sinder has been with him for a while now. Sinder is his familiar that is fathful to him. She is a grey wolf that doesn't seek attention, however if the children or people around her want to pet her, she will allow them to pet her. If she isn't with Dasan then she can be found laying by the edge of the village protecting over them.

Sinder:

Living Relatives:Mother: Sierra, Father: Leon, Brother: Langston
Mentor(s):Ascharya, Telona
Back Story: Dasan has lived in the Cinema Tribe for his whole life. When he was younger his father taught him how to use the battle ax so that one day he would be able to use it to help the tribe, or if he became a magician he could make his soularm. His parent's were almost relieved when he became a magician at the age of fourteen. He would be a benefit to the tribe this way. As a sapling, he has trained under both Ascharva and Telona. His magic mainly deals with sealing magic away and sealing soularms from a distance and Ascharva has been his tutor for that. Telona on the other hand has been teaching Dasan how to blacksmith and bronzsmithing. It's not a lot, but it was enough to help him create Serah and to help other blacksmiths when he was in the village or in other villages.

NPC
Name: Ein
Age: 26
Gender/Sexuality: Female/Heterosexuale
Appearance: 5ft 3in tall, 110lbs, pale white skin, short black hair with an iridescent red feather weaved into it, grey eyes, wears eye shadow and dark lipstick. Often wears a fur cloak over light cloth and moccasins. Fingernails painted same color as lipstick. 2 piercings in both ears. Almost always has a bone smoking pipe on her person.

Tribe Title: Cinema sentinel
Tribe Skills: Tracking, Navigation, Scientyr Geography, Zoology, Bodyguard Training, Convoy Protection
Personal Skills: Hand to hand combat, sword proficiency, dagger proficiency, trap making, birdcalling, hiking, nature-watching, sign language, recreational/ceremonial smoking  

Realm Rates: Corporea: 3, Archeron: 2, Leveates: 4, Mezzetez: 3
Soularm:

Flechette:

Magician Type & Class: Aura: Manifestor
Magic/Fighting Style: Ein whittles down enemies at range by summoning blue fireballs that take on the shape and mannerisms of animals found in Corporea. They relentlessly dive onto the target, inflicting burns and igniting any flammable objects. She commands the animals' movements with hand gestures. Ein is limited to animals she has seen in person, and the size and amount of fireballs depends on concentration and available mana. Any enemies that get in Ein's personal space will face against her soularm or her dagger and harassment from smaller fire elementals. She is immune to her own fire creatures but she still takes damage from other sources of fire.

Living Relatives:
Grandfather - Lowel
Father - Indra
Mother - Inari
Brother - Freeces
Mentor(s):
Specialized Sentinel Training - Shamblo
Weapon Training - Indra
Mage Training -  Hazel
Back Story: Ein grew up as a bright and inquisitive child with a knack for disappearing into the wilderness to avoid her obligations. She got easily excited when she finds something new, but the humdrum tribe life infuriated her. Her time in the forest instilled within her a fiery, imaginative personality obsessed with animals and gaining new knowledge. When she did do her tribe duties, she'd excitedly try unconventional and novel methods, more often than not angering her superiors. She's gotten in trouble so many times that, after she became a mage, her parents dragged her to the Sentinel base to enlist her and sign her up for protecting traveling parties. Ein initially hated looking after who she considered "boring weaklings", but she eventually saw the compromise her parents had given her. Protecting convoys, Ein was able to explore nature and forego menial tasks within the tribe walls, all while contributing to the tribe's well being. She met Galefor by finding him stuck in a tall tree. After helping him climb down, Galefor talked to Ein every day and tailed behind her everywhere she went. Despite most women turning Galefor away on sight, Ein let him hang around her because he made a nice workhorse, and he was fun to tease. Ein sought Shamblo's special training to learn how to fight effectively in the dark without using her magic.  
Random Starter Facts:
-Ein's great grandparents came from a different tribe further south
-Ein's grandfather is deaf, and so she sometimes acts as a mediator between him and others in the tribe
-Galefor constantly shadows Ein for reasons only they know
-Usually spends off-duty time outside in the wilderness

NPC
Name: Galefor
Age: 19
Gender/Sexuality: Male/Heterosexuale
Appearance: 5ft 5in tall, 186lbs, Straight, short, black hair with a small hair bun in the back, dark skin, brown eyes, wears a leopard skin vest with animal hide pants and boots.

Tribe Title: Cinema Sentinel
Tribe Skills: Heavy lifting, Cooking, Baking, Tablehandling
Personal Skills: Weight lifting, Juggling, Aerobics training, Juggling, Bodybuilding, Ax throwing, Poetry, Singing, Animal rearing, Sword and Shield experience

Realm Rates: Corporea: 2, Archeron: 4, Leveates: 4, Mezzetez: 4
Soularm: N/A
Magician Type & Class: N/A
Magic/Fighting Style: Without Ein's presence, Galefor mainly hides behind his shield, taking all manners of abuse until either he or his opponent tires out. However, when commanded to fight by Ein, Galefor puts on a false bravado, charging bravely into the fight. He puts up an oppressive offense bordering on psychopathic.

Living Relatives: Mother - Lidel
Mentor(s):  
Specialized Sentinel Training - Shamblo
Back Story: Young Galefor was so incredibly cowardly and inept that he skipped basic weapons training other children went through by default. He was sent straight to the tribe chef's kitchen, where he helped prepare dinners and serve them to the members of the community. The chefs treated him well, but Galefor couldn't shake the guilt of dropping out of basic schooling.

During his early adolescent years, he saw a group of older girls swooning over some Sentinels in the middle of training. Seeing a way to gain some recognition and potential dates, Galefor trained on his own by copying the Sentinels training regiments. He eventually joined the Sentinels, albeit being more of a liability than an asset. His attempts at wooing the ladies were met with stiff rejection, and so he looked for other ways to make himself appealing. He picked up several skills while working as a guard, however all his flirtatious endeavors were fruitless.

One day he came upon 2 female Sentinels who offered him a challenge; get a wild bird's egg straight from the nest and he'd get a kiss from both of them. Unable to back down like the hero he is, Galefor struggled to climb up a tall tree to get a robin's eggs in front of the women. But when he looked down, he locked up in fear. The Sentinels merely laughed, surprised Galefor fell for their jest. They walked off, leaving Galefor stranded in the tree. Galefor waited for hours until another female Sentinel walked by. Rather than leaving Galefor, she climbed up to help him back down. Galefor was so impressed by her coolness and her willingness to help that, in tears, he openly devoted himself to her servitude. He didn't expect her to accept, but when she did, he's been obsessed with her ever since.
Random Starter Facts:
- Galefor's father left him and his mother while she was still pregnant
- Galefor makes a very good omelette with cheese
- Often snacks on jerky

NPC
Name: Pobu
Age: 28
Gender/Sexuality: Male/Heterosexuale
Appearance: Average weight, average height, Neatly cut brown hair, brown eyes, fair skin, fit build, wears a basic leather vest over a beige tunic, basic leather slacks, and moccasins, always seen wearing a smile. Always.  

Tribe Title: Cinema Tribe Sentinel
Tribe Skills: Raising morale, Reading, writing, Counseling
Personal Skills: Knitting, crochet, conversation, calligraphy, mathematics, conversing, Club proficiency, Sword & shield proficiency  

Realm Rates: Corporea: 3, Archeron: 1, Leveates: 2, Mezzetez: 1
Soularm: N/A
Magician Type & Class: N/A
Magic/Fighting Style: Pobu relies on techniques he learned in training, utilizing proper form and flawless execution to gain the advantage. Tending to follow a flowchart of options rather than thinking on the fly, Pobu's attacks are strict & precise at best and formulaic at worst.  

Living Relatives:
Mother - Marsha
Father - Pebu
Older brother - Bapu
Younger sister - Yeesa
Mentor(s):
Sentinel basic training - Mesfet
Sentinel specialized training - Shamblo
Back Story: Pobu had a normal and average upbringing like any other Cinema child. Everything about his life was perfectly average and normal. In fact, Pobu was so average and unassuming that he tended to get neglected by both his peers and his family. Pobu's kind nature led him to getting manipulated by many tribe members. Nobody knows why Pobu always smiles, but they forget he exists before they bother to ask. So it's just assumed that Pobu always smiles because that's just how Pobu is. People have a hard time remembering Pobu's face.
Random Starter Facts:
- Pobu always smiles

NPC
Name: Ko-Ukemi "Uke"
Age: 23
Gender/Sexuality: Female/Bisexual
Appearance: 5ft 1in tall; 110lbs; toned, muscular build; cinnamon-colored skin; facial freckles centered around the nose; emerald green eyes; long, unkempt, dirty-blonde hair; calloused hands; often wears loose, tattered cloths over cloth wraps covering private areas; usually walks barefoot with dirty, hardened soles; usually seen wearing, on her wrists and ankles, manacles with a loose chain hanging from them  

Tribe Title: Dog trainer
Tribe Skills: Dog training, veterinarianship, animal husbandry, bodyguarding, heavy lifting
Personal Skills: Weight training, running, close quarters combat, grappling, mead making, spiked mace & shield proficiency

Realm Rates: Corporea: 2, Archeron: 3, Leveates: 3, Mezzetez: 4
Soularm: N/A
Magician Type & Class: N/A
Magic/Fighting Style: Uke gets up close and personal when facing another human. She dances around the opponent's strikes while delivering a hard and fast counter. She likes to get the enemy onto the ground, opening them up to a pummeling from her mace, shield, or fists. She doesn't stop until her opponent stops moving.

Living Relatives:
Mother - Ko-Jamais
Mentor(s):
Sparring Partner- Shamblo
Back Story: Uke grew up with her loving mother in a small nomadic village that scavenged for food resources. Young Uke changed her life when she got into a heated scuffle with the chief's youngest son. She beat him so bad, the boy lost a tooth. Jamais, knowing the persecution that would follow, whisked Uke away with her into the night, and left the village before Uke's punishment. The two knew Cinema was close by, and so they headed for the village seeking asylum. They gave a traveler every valuable they had so he would guide them to the tribe. They arrived when Uke was in her early teens, and ever since, they've called Cinema their home.  
Random Starter Facts:
- has a pet dog named Aya
- often participates in wrestling matches, aiming to be the best grappler of the tribe
- likes to sleep outside, huddled up with the Sentinels' guard dogs
- trains frequently with weights chained to her manacles
- very defensive about her hair

NPC
Name: Haize
Age: 19
Gender/Sexuality: Male/Heterosexual
Appearance: 5 ft 3 in; 120lbs; fair skin; grey eyes; lean build; dark brown hair cut short in front but longer in the back; often wears a sleeveless tunic adorned by beads and teeth of various different animals, leather slacks, and moccasins

Tribe Title: Sentinel trainee
Tribe Skills: Knitting, weaving, first aid, hunting, physical training, weapon crafting  
Personal Skills: Knife proficiency, sword proficiency, ropecaster proficiency, spear proficiency, track and field athletics

Realm Rates: TBD
Soularm:

Edge Splitter:

Magician Type & Class:Aura - Augmentor
Magic/Fighting Style: Haize stealthily turns himself and any allies he touches invisible. He'll then quietly approach his target while they're unaware of his presence, and deliver swift and powerful strikes with his soularm or another weapon to debilitate or incapacitate his prey. Only Haize can choose to remain invisible while attacking. Any allies will turn visible if they attack.

Living Relatives:
Father - Doga
Mother - Geara
Mentor(s):
Sentinel Basic Training - Nestor
Mage Training - Hinde
Specialized Sentinel Training - Shamblo
Back Story: Haize grew up a bit of a troublemaker. During his childhood, he had little respect for authority figures, which earned him lots of time in the punishment box. He favored people who were initially nice to him, and so he returned kindness to them. Seeing how much favor kindness got him, Haize used it as a tool. He was outwardly polite and friendly, even open to doing favors for others. But underneath the smile was a resentful pit of scorn. Taking after his father, he first served the tribe by hunting small game for meat. He gained a reputation among his hunting group for being the fastest runner, chasing down the tribe's prey with unmatched fervor. Haize enjoyed the reputation and the thrill of the hunt, quite early progressing on to more precarious hunts with the older tribe members. Haize used every bit of the group's good will to get all kinds of favors. Haize learned to suppress all emotion and lose himself to his nice, helpful, heartwarming persona. He could sweet talk anyone onto his side, which made it all the sweeter when he earned special treatment while others suffered. During his time hunting, Haize's magical power bloomed, turning an exciting chase into a repetitive sneaking service. Haize's invisibility allowed him to creep up closer to prey than most hunters, letting him get a nearly guaranteed critical strike before the creature has any idea what's happening. During his mid teens, Haize joined the Sentinels, looking for smarter prey and greater renown. The chance to win over the Sentinel chief hooked him as soon as he heard of specialized training from Inle, a fellow Sentinel.    
Random Starter Facts:
- Flips small knives in the air whenever he has to sit still
- Very approachable and talkative
- Keeps a collection of animal teeth in his sleeping quarters