#character information.

[eruditesunrise]

NAME:   lianna

AGE:  19

BIRTHDAY:   september 28th.

PLACE OF ORIGIN:   aytolis.

OCCUPATION:   1st year student ;  queen of atyolis.

ALLEGIANCE:   golden deer.

⠀      «  miss   lianna,   your   interview   is   starting.  »

⠀      𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆,   the   blond   warrior’s   vision   starts   to   come   back   into   view.   she   was   sitting   in   an   office   with   a   red─haired   woman   holding   a   clipboard,   looking   at   𝐀𝐘𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐒’   𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐑   with   a   raised   brow.   cerulean   blue   eyes   scan   the   room   carefully.   there   were   various   knick─knacks   upon   the   plethora   of   oak   shelves   held   by   nails;   most   were   rusted   antiques   that   seemed   like   it   could   be   from   different   eras.   her   gaze   lowers   to   meet   the   coffee   table   between   herself   &.   the   interviewer.   a   batch   of   chocolate   cookies   sat   in   a   silver   platter   accompanied   by   two   china   teacups   &.   a   matching   pot,   the   beverage’s   sweet,   floral   scent   practically   slapping   𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀   back   to   reality.

⠀      that’s   right────she   was   invited   to   𝐅𝐎́𝐋𝐃𝐀𝐍   to   obtain   a   new   opportunity.   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐒   𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘,   an   academic   school   where   various   students   came   from   diverse   social   standings,   trained   to   become   better   versions   of   themselves   under   different   houses   that   categorized   them.

⠀      ❝  yes,   my   apologies──.   this   spot   was   quite   homely.   i   must   have   gotten   lost   with   how   much   it   relates   to   a   place   i   knew   back   home…  ❞

⠀      𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐄   𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄.

⠀      the   ginger   across   from   her   tweaks   a   smile,   «  i   see.   i’m   glad   this   office   provides   you   with   much   comfort.   it’s   important   to   get   to   know   our   newest   recruits   if   they   feel   safe   enough   to   share   the   answers   to   our   questions.  »

⠀      𝐒𝐇𝐄   𝐃𝐈𝐏𝐒   the   feathered   pen   in   ink   several   times   before   making   its   way   to   the   notepad   in   her   palms.

⠀      «  so,   tell   me…   what   has   led   you   to   where   you   are   today ?  »

⠀     𝐀   𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄,   𝐘𝐄𝐓   𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓   𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   𝐓𝐎   𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍   𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇.   being   𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍────or   rather,   half   of   a   ruler   alongside   her   sibling,   𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍────was   never   part   of   her   goals.   it   was   a   responsibility   that   was   placed   upon   the   twins   since   they   were   born.   even   to   this   day,   the   regal   idea   of   ruling   over   their   country,   𝐀𝐘𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐒,   created   indefinite   butterflies   in   her   stomach.

⠀ what   if   they   couldn’t   lead   their   country   like   their   father   did ?⠀ what   if   the   twins   couldn’t   live   up   to   their   mother’s   expectations ?⠀ what   if   the   people   didn’t   accept   them   as   rulers ? ⠀ ────always   the   what   if’s   that   terrified   her   to   the   core.

⠀      it   wasn’t   until   𝐀𝐘𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐒   was   under   attack.   their   mother   had   been   ripped   away   from   the   duo   &.   taken   hostage   right   before   them.   all   they   had   left   was   a   shield;   a   last─ditch   effort   to   restore   their   kingdom.   in   fact,   having   it   was   the   best   she’s   ever   known.   she   found   𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒   that   encouraged   her   every   step   of   the   way   &.   listened   to   their   advice   as   𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐄𝐒   who   faced   a   similar   situation.   not   to   mention,   the   bonds   between   her   𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘   grew   even   stronger   now   that   they   returned   safely   into   each   other’s   arms.

⠀      however,   with   this   newfound   power,   𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀   lost   their   childhood   companion   in   the   midst   of   their battle, sacrificing himself to rid of the sins 𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐙𝐀𝐑𝐊 committed while controlling his vessel like a puppet. this   loss   hit   𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 &.   𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀   much   harder   than   ever   with   less   time   to   grieve   in   the   heat   of   battle.   there   may   have   been   some   regrets   the   two   faced…   but   in   the   end,   all   of   the   painful   memories   &.   lasting   relationships   have  formed   into   stepping   stones   of   unforgettable   experiences.

⠀      ❝  ultimately,   i   must   give   credit   to   where   it   is   due.   my   family   &.   friends   are   my   drive   &.   motivation   of   what   i   am   today.   if   it   weren’t   for   them,   i   would   have   never   had   the   courage   to   stand   for   what   i   believe   in   &.   the   dreams   my   people   share   alongside   us.   much   less   have   the   confidence   to   take   the   crown   alongside   my   brother,   or   rather…   be   sitting   here   in   this   room   right   now,  ❞      𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄   𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐋𝐘   𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒.

⠀      the   interviewer   nods   at   her   response,   scribbling   down   notes   of   her   caring   statement.   𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀   watches   them   drabble   on   the   paper   prior   to   the   black   feather   tickling   the   graceful   woman’s   jawline.

⠀      «  well,   it’s   clear   that   you’ve   had   some   time   to   self-reflect   upon   these   decisions.   confidence   can   be   a   shaky   feeling,   which   can   affect   how   you   can   endure   a   situation   clearly.   in   most   cases,   i’ve   heard   similar   stories   like   yours   as   they   apply   into   this   academy────your   stance   is   reasonable   beyond   all   means.   understanding   one’s   self   could   be   a   challenge.   sometimes,   individuals   don’t   comprehend   what   they   lack,   or   overlook   it   with   greater   qualities   to   mask   the   flaws   that   they   have.  »  

⠀      𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐒   out   a   relieved   sigh.   the   knot   in   her   chest   almost   washes   away   when   met   with   their   sympathy.

⠀      «  any   other   weaknesses   i   should   be   acknowledged   of ?   what   about   your   strengths ?  »

⠀      ❝  i   would   say   the   ability   to   strategize   in   battle.   being   able   to   be   calm   &.   collected   is   one   of   the   most   essential   characteristics   when   fighting.   mother   &.   the   others   claim   i   compliment  my   twin   brother   who’s   the   opposite   of   me…  ❞

⠀     𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀   𝐓𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐒   a   lock   of   golden   hair   behind   her   ears   sheepishly,    ❝  he’s   more   of   the   impulsive   type,   but   he   never   hesitates.   that’s   what   i   admire   him   for.   while   i   can’t   make   those   decisions   quickly,   he   will   do   what’s   necessary   right   then   &.   there.   i’ll   make   sure   that   he   doesn’t   fall   into   danger,   even   if   we   have   to   argue   about   it   unfortunately !  ❞

⠀ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐋𝐘   𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆,   she   couldn’t   help   but   reminisce   at   the   memories   of   themselves   causing   arguments   of   the   correct   tactics   to   initiate   battle.   both   were   stubborn   people.   although,   together──── 𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 &.   𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀     were   an   unstoppable   force   who   matched   each   other   like   a   complete   puzzle   piece.

⠀      «  i   see.   your   sibling   is   like   your   counterpart   who   you   trust   your   life   completely…   if   that’s   the   case,   i   would   like   to   inquire   one   last   question   for   you.  »    𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖𝐄𝐑   𝐀𝐃𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐒   her   slim   figure   to   lean   forward,    «  if   a   story   were   to   be   written   about   your   lives,   what   role   would   you   play   in   it ?  »

⠀      𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐒   𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘   𝐑𝐔𝐁   against   the   back   of   their   palms.   thinking   about   it   more,   she   couldn’t   decide   things   on   her   own   terms.   it   was   usually   the   pair   together   on   an   adventure,   or   none   at   all.

⠀      this   time,   𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀   was   on   her   own.   she   was   the   only   one   out   of   the   two   who   received   an   invitation   to   this   prestige   school.

⠀      it   was   difficult   for   the   two   of   them   to   come   to   terms   with   this.   the   young   queen   remembers   that   very   day   when   her   brother’s   excitement   quickly   turned   to   disappointment,   knowing   that   he   hadn’t   been   delivered   his   own   invite.   the   disbelief   on   his   face   struck   her   heart.   for   days,   𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍   sulked   around   the   castle,   avoiding   her completely.   immense guilt   struck   her   as   she   stared   at   this   invitation,   contemplating   if   it   was   a   mistake.

⠀      the   day   that   the   older   twin   was   going   to   deny   their   request   was   when   he   overexerted   himself.   worry   constantly   set   in   her   mind   as   he’d   been   bedridden   for   a   whole   day.   she   never   stopped   tending   to   his   bedside,   quietly   blaming   herself.

⠀      when   he   awoke,   she   needed   to   discuss   it   with   him;⠀      the   decision   that   she   finalized   on.

⠀      𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍   stopped   her   just   as   she   was   about   to   speak.   admitting   clearly,   he’d   been   upset   that   he   wasn’t   chosen   alongside   her.   doubt   clouded   his   head,   wondering   if   he   hadn’t   proven   his   own   talent   in   comparison   to   his   own   twin.   he   was   just   as   capable   as   𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀.   he   realized   in   his   own   bed   that   the   issue   was   deeply   rooted   in   his   doubt   to   leave   his   own   twin   sister   &.   own   up   to   his   flaws.

⠀      he   hoped   one   day   that   he   would   attend,   showing   his   capabilities   to   everyone   at   the   academy.   for   now,   it   was   her   time   to   shine.   this   was   her   opportunity   that   could   never   be   missed   in   this   dull   life   they   spent.

⠀      𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀   teared   up   that   night,   holding   his   hand   &.   promising   to   write   every   day   to   him   about   the   journey   of   her   improvement.   she   was   in   it   to   come   back   as   a   better   person,   sister,   &.   ruler   to   their   country.

⠀      ❝  …   i   believe   we   are   all   heroes   of   our   own   story.   we   define   who   we   are   depending   on   what   beliefs   are   &.   how   we   act   on   them.   if   there   comes   a   point   where   i   must   assist   others   with   their   own   tales,   then   i’ll   do   so.  ❞

⠀      𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐎𝐔𝐓   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓   𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐖,   she   glances   up   at   the   clear,   blue   sky.

⠀      ❝  the   other   half   of   our   story   will   continue   with   me   until   he   arrives.   i   know   he   will.   i   have   faith   that   my   brother   come   here   soon.   when   that   comes,   aytolis’   story   will   complete   itself   together.  ❞

[sonoxuza-blog-blog]

Background story.

"Ame."

Being a lonewolf, there's always been something strange about Sono. He was found in a coin locker as an infant, wrapped in a paper bag to suffocate. Because the baby happened to scream so loudly from the warmth and fear, he was found and saved and put in an orphanage. At age four, the boy was adopted by a lonesome couple living far away from the city and out on the country side with several other children. It was said that, because of the tragic way of finding him, the boy was traumatized and developed autism, as well as seeing things and people nobody else could he started speaking to, and still does to this day.

The name Ame had been given to him from the start, seeing as the boy had been found in the coin locker on a rainy night. He was, however, renamed to Sono upon being adopted. But he had always been a lonewolf, and grew up in the antisocial family. During his years of growing up, he found an interest in magic and illusion, wishing to be a leader of some sort just to be in control and have the power back over his mother leaving him to die those many years ago in the coin locker at the train station.

Not being allowed to even speak or dream about being a ring master of a show, the subject was banned in the house he lived in, and he withdrew further. At age 15, the young boy had escaped the home he'd been adopted into and never looked back. All he'd taken with him happened to be money, clothes and his top hat he'd gotten at the market he secretly had kept hidden. After a few months of searching, he found the UZA show, and has been a dark but present presence in the show.

Though he doesn't speak much, his eyes speak enough, and his past is never discussed. His goal in life is to be the greatest ring master and to give the best and darkest most powerful show to show his hate and despise from his strong desire of wanting revenge on his real family.

[capricious-ingenuity-blog]

Character Information

Name

[Sir] Alaric J. Mortimer Godwin

Aliases

The Omen, Mr. Grim[m], Morty*

Age/D.O.B.

24 years of age || February 14, 1975

Gender

Male

Affiliations

Knight of the Round Table -- CEO of International Affairs & Occult Knowledge -- Underground Information Broker.

Physical Characteristics

Both in mind, tongue and appearance, Alaric can be considered 'sharp'. His attire is formal, usually consisting of a patching pantsuit with a pinstriped button-up shirt underneath. Sometimes it will be crisp like that of a businessman's or made of the finest silk. The shirt will almost always be black or charcoal with white striping [unless of course, it is plain white]. The suit if not a very deep and rich garnet color, then black. Unlike the other knights however, if and when Alaric wears gloves, they are black or a darker color [possibly custom leather to match his suit] rather than the standard white.

As for jewelry, only a single silver chain is worn. Strung from that chain and tucked under his shirt however, is a moderately sized silver cross with a garnet gem in the shape of a heart at the center; and through said heart is a small dagger. If examined closely enough, Latin engravings can be seen upon the blade reading: [Top] "Scientia sit potentia"  -- [Bottom] "et virtus est sanguinis." This translates separately as "Knowledge is power" -- "and the power of blood."

He's striking, charming and elegant to the eye. His position of nobility and wealth can easily be pointed out by not only the apparel he wears, but also in the way he carries himself. The male has a tall and lithe form; built enough for his size but not overly so. Russet hair tops off his choice of color coordination and also matches one rich, chocolate iris [the other being a faint crimson]*. Fair skin compliments it all with square framed glasses. Roughly speaking, the young man stands at approximately six foot-two in regards to height.

Personality, Behavior, and Mannerisms

Capricious, cunning, cryptic, sardonic and charming. Alaric is, or rather can be polite when necessary. He knows his place and how to properly address someone. The young man can even be considered manipulative and crafty; not unlike a serpent in its ways. Ever the gentleman, he won't hesitate to pull a chair for anyone and greet them with a warm smile. Do not mistake his actions and displays for kindness, however. It may be genuine and it may be for show; which it is most cannot tell.

Like a code, Alaric is difficult to decipher unless he splays his cards out right before you. Occasionally he will offer a quick glimpse of his true nature; but primarily, the male remains a crippling mystery. He seems to know and understand the fact that he is expendable; but simultaneously, he is a valuable piece to a greater game. Despite seeming detached and unresponsive at times, Alaric is always kept well informed and tends to hear or see things perfectly -- even if his attention is fixed elsewhere. It could dually be noted that he does this on purpose, to either unnerve or puzzle his colleagues.

Unfortunately, despite his collective and playful behavior when public, Alaric is actually quite the opposite. His mood shifts unnaturally and without any sort of pattern. Somehow he keeps it under wrap when necessary; but it may be part of the reason he tends to prefer solitude. A greater wing in the manor he inhabits has been closed off specifically for his use and special locks and codes are required for access. It is fairly arguable that he is unstable; but at the most, he is more of a danger to himself than any other. When and if he breaks that initial barrier before others, he often apologizes and excuses himself so that he may recompose himself.

Regardless of his age, it is frequent enough that the male acts rather childish. In retrospect however, he also seems to act cryptic and wiser than he possibly could be.

Something notable about him is also how cleanly he is. Alaric will occasionally, out of habit, check the shine in something, its positioning, and so forth. He avoids direct contact with most things if he finds them too dirty or repulsive -- regardless of his work and how messy it may or may not become.

Biography

Even in Alaric's youth he had been obsessed and most curious of various "darker" parts of the world's mysteries. He would read books on occult knowledge, mythology, and things labeled as the "paranormal" and "supernatural." As a privileged only child from a wealthy heritage, he was not limited in his studies and desires. He desired very little other than books to expand his horizons. In his mind, knowledge was power; though it wasn't until a little later in age that he had decided -- that with knowledge and power alike came a price. That price was often something more ceremonial and precious; blood. Sometimes, it was even a life; often enough it was more than just one. He enjoyed the idea of practicing and exploring theories and beliefs that were not relative to his own or seemed foreign enough. Alaric even went as far as performing experiments on himself; and other times, on people whom he paid generously to allow him to do so.

It could be safely assumed that he had risen to his position alongside his father. The majority of his time was spent with the man, who was the original knight until an illness had rendered him incapable of performing his duties or attending the meetings. However, Alaric himself had never attended the meetings; and whenever he did, the span between doing so was great.

Both of his parents are still alive; fair in age though gravely ill. Their deaths would soon come, and this might play a fair role in the reasoning for his lack of presence. His love for both is great; though only vaguely displayed through small acts of affection and kindness. This did not mean however, that the male fell behind in his work. Often enough he gathered the information himself through other means if a representative of his choice was not sent to the conferences.