Bios for -Wings-

[becbec]

Name: Emery
Age: 21(though looks to be barely older than 16)
Appearance: She is on the shorter side, barely scraping 5'3". Her slender body has hints of delicate curves, and long slender fingers as well as legs. Her skin is quite fair and soft to the touch, her lips small and only slightly pink. Glorious black waves fall long past her back, the sunlight glinting many colors off of them. Her face is cherubic and round, innocent and sweet. She wears a light black tunic that goes down to her mid-thigh, with grey tights underneath. At the top of her white boots is an intricately designed silvery grey metal ring that secures a length of white cloth that falls to the bottoms of her boots, though not covering the silvery metal spikes that protrude from the back of her heels. Her light black tunic is covered in what appears to be a lighter black, almost grey color of stripes, giving it a jester-like appearance. The sleeves of her tunic move all the way down to her wrists, where she wears matching gloves(the very tips of the fingers are cut out) with large and loose cuffs. A white shrug is over her shoulders, stopping around her upper arm and attaching to one of the same intricate rings, where whitish grey cloth falls to the middle of her hand. Spikes smaller than the ones on her boots are at each of her shoulders, giving her a mysterious though slightly frightful appearance. Her long black locks are spattered with pale, silver blond streaks.
Emery’s wings are of peculiar nature, and seem to not be wings at all, or even true grown ones at that. They are made of the same metal material that her outfit consists parts of(though the metal on her wings is black instead of silver), with scissor-like edges and spans possessing designs resembling of clockwork. Her left wing is the most normal part of her, a small humped wing with black feathers, yet even that is not fully normal, as protruding from it at the bottom is another span of black clockwork metal, fitting perfectly with the wing as if it could exist in no other place.

Here is a picture which best displays her apparel and wings-
i19.photobucket.com/albums/b164/SerialSleeper/Special/459688f4.jpg

Personality: Emery loves a good challenge. She thrives on people’s confusion, and is as quick-witted as they come. To many she is dramatic, which is probably one reason why her skill at lying is so profound, and she can fool pretty much anyone who is not trained to work with spies or recognize their way of doing things.
History: Emery owes her mysterious wings to her Solarian heritance. She comes from the country of Solaria, where a great war was raged between the noble-blooded Patriarchs, and the rebel Seditionists. The Patriarchs insisted that all Kings or Queens of the Solarians should be of noble blood, and the crown should be passed down through inheritance. The Seditionists wanted to modernize their fair country, and wanted their Kingship to be more of a democracy, so that if the people believed their King or Queen was not fit to rule, they could impeach them, in favor of another ruler. What the Solarians forgot, was that this war was prophesied to them long ago. This prophecy was remembered by some, and those that remembered it sought out what had been written about it, to find out their fate. The prophecy told of a special one who would end the war, though it did not say who’s favor it would turn out to be. Emery was not that ‘special one’, for she was a spy for the Patriarchs, but she did end up converting to the Seditionist side, to help find the special one, who was being zealously searched for.
Powers/Weaknesses: Emery is a spy. Her quick reflexes and complex mind was evidence to the fact that it was a line of work she could learn into quite quickly, so she trained for many years in arts such as lip-reading, lock-picking, and even some basic magic such as listening spells and such. She can sense poison in food, thanks to a little magic in her blood, and is more than an accomplished liar. She can weave a tale for every situation, and has gotten out of many close scrapes with this ability. She is no warrior, and is best on one-on-one combat; she would not do well in an all-out war or against more than two opponents. Assassination is not below her, for she works silently and quickly.

[The Valentine]

Name: Artrix
Age: 28, seems a bit too knowledgeable to be that old.
Appearance: Artrix stands at a very masculine and muscular 6'4, lean and defined, he has a natural beauty to him which radiates and inspires those whom he keeps around him. His cold forlorning eyes, his pale grey-black eyes, haunt those who cast a gaze into his general direction. All unmatched by his flaming red hair which he always kept back, tworn and woven into dreadlocks, each clasped with a single black bead at the end of each of his dreadlocks. His garments, kept from anywhere from black and red sashes and leather, black embroiled boots, and a single red shoulder covering which protects his left shoulder.
Artrix's wings are almost the equivalent of dragon wings, red metal encrusted bone sticking out from his shoulder blades, and this almost ethreal green substance which makes up the span of his wings, and the almost webbing between the bones. Artrix, when wings spanning entirely out, looks borderline like a dragon rather than a typical Solarian. The path he walks often times forces him to become that which he hunts, in order to track them.

Here is a picture which best displays his appearance and wings


Personality: Artrix is someone who takes things a bit too seriously and never takes the line “lighten up” to mean anything less than loosing some of the stuff he's carrying. His alliance is to those who can offer the most for his initial mission, and truly...no one knows who or what that task is anymore.
History: Artrix traveled from one inch of Solaria to the other, and each time he went on a travel, things got burned...physically and literally. Originally, Artrix was a Royal Guard to the Patriarchs, but when they were overthrown by the Seditionists, he was left in a detention block to await his execution. When the new Tyrant came into power, he enlisted the aid of the former High Royal Guards, and with it...Artrix's employment. When Artrix defected, for his reasons being “that the king wasn't who he served. It was the people.” He was yet again sentenced to death. Only this time, he escaped by causing the deaths of 100 Solarians in an explosion. Now, he walks throughout Solaria, defending those who need it, and killing those who try it. Rather than being a “good” or “bad” guy, he is merely a man of the people, whatever their will is, becomes his own.
Powers/Weaknesses: Artrix being a Royal Guard of the Patriarchs, was highly trained in combat, either with broadsword, dagger, or any other weapon. (Although prefers holding a two handed broadsword in one of his hands.) He was adapt in magic, but only the creation of fire, and the slight manipulation of it. (Over time, he has lost much of his flame manipulation, however his creation of flame, is still as strong as it was when he was a Royal Guardsman.) He cannot swim and therefore tries to stay as far away from water as humanly possible, and will stop his actions to evaporate water before going near it. (He could be fighting a group of people, the moment a water based Solarian appears, he will designate all of his power into removing it, generally costing him his own objective.)

[Tusk]

Name- Torrin

Age-24

Appearance- Torrin is best described as a mammoth. He stands just over 7 foot in height and has a massive build. He has brown hair that slightly goes past the shoulder and can cover his hard green eyes. He is clean shaven, and he keeps it that way. He does not wear a shirt, but he does wear metal armor that covers his left shoulder that is strapped down to a metal belt. He wears silver gauntlets on both hands. His right arm is chained to a blade that he uses to swing around. His left holds a massive greatsword. He wears silver colored greaves and boots, but they are hidden by a white cloth that it tattered and goes to the feet. His wings are pure white and look angellic.

Here is a pitcure which best displays his apperal and wings-


Personality- Torren is a calm man who in battle shows a furious Rage. He is a man who speaks when he feels nessicary and does not like idle chit chat. He is a very smart man and does not follow the big dumb brute role. He knows battle, he lives for it. He jokes little, but he is also wise beyond his years. He knows duty, but will not hurt the innocent.

History- He was a Royal Knight for the Patriarchs and was one of their best warriors. He was born into the order of the monarch. His father was a knight, his father was a knight, and this continued throughout his family line. He grew up under feirce training and soon learned the ups and downs of his size and how to compensate for it. He soon found that honor came with sacrafice. He was ordered to stop the rebellion from starting and, when he got to the area, only found women and children. He was ordered to kill them but instead, destroyed his entire squad to save them. For this, he was forced to leave and ordered to be exicuted on sight. In the war, he took out anyone who opposed him and also saved anyone he deemed innocent. After the war, he could not stand this tyrant in office, and joined the rebellion to stop him.

Powers/Weaknesses- He is one of the best in melee combat and knows enough earth magic to make keep himself safe. He knows where to strike and how to defend. He is, however, slower than most. He is also weaker in the legs than most. This however does not stop him from fighting. He fights in only fair fights, as a Knight should, and will challange before he strikes. He also has an ability to take incredible amounts of damage and still fight. He can withstand more than anyone else he knows. Pain just lets him know he is alive.

[GnomesAteMyCake]

Name: Natalinia

Age: Sixteen

Appearance: Natalinia is of middling height, around 5'7, and has ivory skin. Her hair is white, and cut short, to her ears, and is layered and feathered. She has a slighty angled face, and deep green eyes. She wears a white dress, which is moderatly shapeless around her chest and arms, but flares out around her legs, longer at the back and shorter at the front. A blood-red ribbon is tied around her neck, and another is tyed around her ankle. She has prisstine white gloves on her hands. She wears no shoes. She has a normally far-away look on her face. Dispite the less than clingy dress, Natalinia has slight curves and is generally considered an attractive person. She has a small dagger that is hidden in the folds of her dress that she attacks with, that is imbued with the power of water. Pressed to your throat, and you feel like your drowning. But the blade draws its strength from her, so she refrains from using it much. She uses mainly magic in battle, or stays behind and plays a more sensible part back at the Seditionist base.
Her wings look as if they're made of white ivory blades, which protrude from her shoulders. A black metal grid holds them in place, and when she isn't using them, they fold away neatly against her back, which acts as good armour against behind attacks.

Picture of Natalinia:

Picture of her Dagger:


Personality: Natalinia is a quiet, thoughtful girl who prefers to find a peaceful solution to any fight the Seditionists may find themselves in. But even though she sometimes seems a pushover, she will make sure that if she has an idea, people will here about it. . . but all in a polite tone.
It takes something really big to get Nat fired up, like a betrayal of her close friends, as she sees friendship as the greatest gift a person can have. Once she dedicates herself to a cause, she intends to see it through to the end, no matter what. Nat is a hard nut to crack, thanks to her past, and sometimes wakes up in the night screaming. . . though she will tell no-one of her past, other than her friend, Emery.

History: Natalinia is pretty private about her past, but it is known that she is good with magic. It is told that she was captured by Valcan and put in something called "The Cage", where they tried to drain her magic, and torture her into telling them some of the magic words and runes of Solaria. Most people believe she didn't say a word, and she hasn't told anyone how she escaped, but she was different after she was free. She know spends alot of time in the Map room of the Base, searching through countless books, looking for more magic runes and words to help the Seditionists.


OOC: I hope that its that Emery and Natalinia are friends, and the little bit i put about "The Cage" is ok as well. It matched the picture really well! If you don't like it, then please tell me and i'll put it right!

[GnomesAteMyCake]

Oops, forgot the weaknesses;

Powers/Weaknesses: Natalinia's greatest power is the fact that she has a vast knowledge of the ancient language that was once spoken widely all over Solaria. She also has the power to manipulate that power in bewitching items for the other Seditionists, and using that power herself.
Her greatest weakness is the fact that she isn't great at fighting and can't defend herself well. She sometimes wonders whether she more a liability than help in battle, but her magical abilities are normally unmatched.