Chris the wise
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Law slowly floats his way down the halls, pausing as the pair of rabbits hops past, “weird” he mutters as he continues his journey. “they should’ve given out a map.”
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Lawrence Ryu slowly floats through the rain, an umbrella over his head while his tail slowly paddles him onward.
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Name: Lawrence Ryu (Law)
Appearance: His eyes are sharp, with slit pupils under a scaled brow and long flowing red hair with short antlers on his temples. He covers his slender build with a long silken jacket with sleeves that usually cover his hands. Out the back of his jeans sprouts a serpentine tail, ending in a fin.
Powers: Levitation/flight, cloud summoning.
Bio: Born from the union between a European woman and a Japanese dragon, Law takes after his father in being incredibly laid back. While he does not endeavour to get on with everyone he doesn’t try to annoy them either. His parents sent him to the school to help him learn more social skills.
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Pauses in midair, his wings beating to keep him aloft. “I should fit right in then” he quips before returning to gliding lazily.
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“It speaks” Aether huffs, still lazily circling. “Good, I prefer conversation to conflict.”
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Upon a flat rooftop, slightly lower than the balcony sits a recently constructed shack.
In front of the shack, on what appears to be a sun-lounger, Freddy fiddles with a collection of tools and junk laid out on a tray across his lap, their purpose unclear. -
Name: Freddy
Nickname: Gremlin
Age: 20’s
Gender: Male
Appearance: Shiny Black hair hangs loose about and over part of his face, his dark eyes shining through. He is rather short and constantly crouched.
Backstory: Before is all began Freddy fiddled with machines, whether professionally or not he doesn’t say. When the world changed he began to wander, fixing things and making new items with various degrees of success, sometimes failing deliberately, and spectacularly.
Weapons: A rifle he made himself, a small hatchet and a hammer
Personality: Helpful to a fault, he wears a constant but unnerving smile. He is the kind of person who might save your life or might steal your car depending on who he guesses you to be.
Wearing: A greyed boiler suit beneath a hooded cape of black. Around his waist is a belt full of tools and odd-bits while across his back is a sack full of spare parts.
Extra: He moves with a scurry and enjoys climbing to vantage points. He usually talks to himself and is constantly fiddling with something.
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Fredrick began looking around the entry way, seeking any small details cast about the room.
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Fredrick peers over Dakota into the room beyond “darkness there and nothing more” he quotes, he looks back at the rest “how shall we split the groups?”
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Aether flys a slow deliberate circle around Somma, eyes studying her spirals and light ball.
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Aether drops into a dive before wheeling about and eyeing the large dragon suspiciously
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Smiles, Straightening his cuffs before moving to follow Dakota, “best if we don’t go alone.”
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Soaring high above the Forest, Aether looks down upon the wolf and the mouse, with a tilt of his wings he begins to circle to watch how the encounter unfolds.
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A well dressed man steps forward from those gathered. “I believe introductions are in order.” He places his hand upon his chest to indicate himself, “I am Fredrick Vincett, a scholar, I would imagine we are all here for similar reasons.” His eyes scan the group.
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Aether
Male
Sorcererous Blue Dragon
Slender, Vaguely serpentine with a long snout and back-facing horns.
Aether makes his lair in an ancient, buried temple, sleeping upon a bed of golden treasure repeatedly added to by local goblin tribes in tribute. Â He views the local humans as a curiosity, equating them as some form of large goblin, he sees no reason to bring undue harm upon them.