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Abbey | means fraternity | Shadow Tundra♂ | theme
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Abbey is Lise's favorite traveling bard, so she keeps him perpetually on the Butterfly's Dance payroll. He's a master of the lyre, flute, and bells, though he has a wide arsenal of string and brass proficiencies to supply his evening performances, which span from ballads of the First Age to reenactments of the Night of the Nocturne to flambebe limericks. He never removes his mask. He even sleeps in it. He plays it off like a quirk, but he has never been seen without it. That fact plus his distance from his homeland spur light rumors, but they can only be taken as seriously as people view him.
Surprisingly, most of his acts are performed off the cuff, and, in lieu of serious preparation, he spends much of his day napping, snacking while reading, or improvising music. He stays well-versed in current events and pop culture, so he identifies guests of renown at once and loves to listen and learn what they have to say. In general, though, he's always up for a literary discussion or political debate, so don't be afraid to disturb him when he's nose-deep in tomes.
He's a chubby dove gray dragon with an incredibly thick coat that only grows thicker during winter months. Most of his body is covered in platinum-colored fur that lightens as it reaches his tail and legs. A skink-like striped pattern runs from the sides of his neck, all the way down his tail. His fins, which extend like horns from behind his ears and his feet are dark. His wings, mane, and tuft at the end of his tail are smokey gray and flecked with black like hawk feathers. His face is always covered in a white mask, his eyes outlined in red. He loves to adorn himself in chains from fine metal, feathers, and fur.
He's an evil genius, with a startling IQ and repertoire of spells, which he has mastered through decades of playing with magic. Evil is a deep part of who he is, and it marks every part of his life, from taking evil showers in the morning to taking evil slumber at night. He was meant to be a Saturday morning cartoon villain, but his wife Fifi and newborn son softened his heart. He still pursues evil, but it's a gentler form. He works with one of the more stable criminal organizations in town. His wife Fifi is fully supportive, and her fame as a celebrity has been instrumental in pulling off some of his jobs, especially earlier on in his career when he was less fettered. His wife makes enough money off of brand deals for them both to retire, but evil is a passion job for him.
He has unique features to say the least, with a squared forehead, complete lack of eyebrows, sloping orbital bones, pronounced nostrils. He usually wears his black hair shaved, but sometimes he grows it out long on the top. He wears glasses but usually leaves them at home. Dramatic changes and costumes are part of his lifestyle at this point, so his family doesn't even comment anymore.
Amarr was taken from his happy family as a toddler and raised outside time along with other representatives of each generation. They were each given supernatural abilities and set against each other in a cosmic game where the last man is given kingship over mankind.
Amarr is naturally awkward and antisocial, so he was never taken seriously as an opponent, target, or ally by the others. After some time, he ducked out entirely and returned to earth, finding it a hundred years advanced when he had only aged 10 years himself. He can't find a foothold in this society, so he roams city streets and observes from the outside.
That is, until a fateful encounter with a girl who not only clicks with him but seems to bear some family resemblance. At first, he's overwhelmed by this thumbprint of his past. Trace has some common ground beyond blood, too, so they hit it off. As time goes on, he sees too much of himself in her and grows to hate her, haunting her as a depressive shadow.
Meanwhile, the cosmic game is nearing its conclusion, so the final combatants realize the need to take him out before he comes back with a surprise attack. Hiding is no longer an option. Trace takes charge of the situation, and they learn to work together.
Amarr is a small, emasciated boy, though his health never fails. His hair is touched with gray, his eyes are deathly yellow and piercing, and his skin is translucent. His clothing is shoddily stitched together from found textiles, and he has no real ties to any objects or places.
He can shape-shift into a blue-gray cat with yellow eyes and does often to reach the best hiding spots.
She's not as disciplined as her twin brother Aries, but she has more natural talent. She's been awarded two best-in-state titles for her swordsmanship, and she's steadily building a portfolio on git for her tools. She consistently brings home As despite never studying to her brother's immense envy. Her natural aptitude is always undermined by her lightheaded attitude and chronic forgetfulness, though. She always loses to peer pressure, too. She's a natural people pleaser and a friend to everyone around her.
She's tall and looks mature for her age, so Tessa ropes her into serving as "chaperon" to mature movies and buying M-rated games. She's also popular with boys, but her mom absolutely forbids dating until college. Her mom also polices her wardrobe but is beginning to lose ground in that argument. She'd only allow simple natural makeup, too, but Angel's never really been interested in adding to her morning routine anyway. She wears lots of sweaters and jeans, especially if she can incorporate rainbows of color. Her thick, long blond hair is her favorite feature, and she is always experimenting with different hairstyles. She also has light green eyes, slightly brighter in hue than her brother, round silver glasses, and freckles near her mouth.
Twin brother of Angel, but they are anything but in sync. Angel is pretty sensitive, so Aries's neglect to coat anything in sugar drives her crazy. He's opinionated and not afraid to say what's on his mind at any given time. He also loves to play devil's advocate just to mess with people. His fighting style is light and flexible with pistols and daggers as his weapons of choice are pistols and daggers. He also enjoys archery as a hobby. He takes self-defense training seriously and devotes 2-3 afternoons a week to the gym. The rest of the week, he spends at least an hour or two studying by himself or tutoring Chloe.
He's tall and lean with gentle features, pale skin, spiky blond hair, and eyes so green they are almost white. He keeps himself well-groomed, never letting his hair grow out, and maintaining a minimal but consistent skincare routine. Honestly, one of his biggest fears is aging. He got started on sunscreen at a young age, since he sunburns like an x-ray fish. He keeps his arms and legs covered even in the summer. Athletic wear dominates his closet, dressing in an endless array of jackets and joggers with color-blocking in bold navies, reds, golds, and whites.
Abbey is Lise's favorite traveling bard, so she keeps him perpetually on the Butterfly's Dance payroll. He's a master of the lyre, flute, and bells, though he has a wide arsenal of string and brass proficiencies to supply his evening performances, which span from ballads of the First Age to reenactments of the Night of the Nocturne to flambebe limericks. He never removes his mask. He even sleeps in it. He plays it off like a quirk, but he has never been seen without it. That fact plus his distance from his homeland spur light rumors, but they can only be taken as seriously as people view him.
Surprisingly, most of his acts are performed off the cuff, and, in lieu of serious preparation, he spends much of his day napping, snacking while reading, or improvising music. He stays well-versed in current events and pop culture, so he identifies guests of renown at once and loves to listen and learn what they have to say. In general, though, he's always up for a literary discussion or political debate, so don't be afraid to disturb him when he's nose-deep in tomes.
He's a chubby dove gray dragon with an incredibly thick coat that only grows thicker during winter months. Most of his body is covered in platinum-colored fur that lightens as it reaches his tail and legs. A skink-like striped pattern runs from the sides of his neck, all the way down his tail. His fins, which extend like horns from behind his ears and his feet are dark. His wings, mane, and tuft at the end of his tail are smokey gray and flecked with black like hawk feathers. His face is always covered in a white mask, his eyes outlined in red. He loves to adorn himself in chains from fine metal, feathers, and fur.