Firewing

Here's my character ^_^ Spy.

Name: Vincent (Last Name Unknown)

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Ability: Vincent has no special abilities, other than a keen sense of direction and an excellent ability to hide and disguise himself.

Weakness: Vincent's biggest weakness is his heart. Willing to give up anything for the one he loves, it could be used against him to cost both his life and his kingdom. Vincent also cannot do something as simple as take his shirt off with people around watching.

Appearance: Him

Personality: Vincent is both kind, sweet, and reserved. He's quick to get to know people, willing to help, but definitely not quick to bring up his past. Vincent has the tendancy to make extremely confusing analogies, and has the heart of a romantic when it comes to beautiful women.

History: Vincent grew up as the well mannered, perfect child. Always making people laugh with his jokes, and very optomistic, Vincent's outlook on life changed when his parent's died mysteriously and he was forced to live out his life from age seven to eighteen in an orphanage. He soon joined the Firewing corps, but after being tested and found that he had no magical powers, was moved into the Spy-Sector. He refuses to tell people what he has seen or done on his missions, and it is that very reason that he is now the direct opposite of what he once was.

Other: Up for love. IF, it's okay with Rosey

I'm claiming healer, if you don't mind.

Name: Robin Strae

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Element: Healer

Ability: He can use his blood to close the wounds of other people, also able to cure diseases. He can heal himself, but only dares to do so with minor scrapes. He has konwledge of first aid, and carries a kit with him.

Weakness: He is physically, very weak. When healing, he has to slip into a trance so he is not aware of the outside world. This makes it easy for him to be beaten. He is also an ideal scapegoat, as well as a pushover.

Appearance: Robin is very skinny, has pale skin, and dark brown hair. His eyes are blue, and he usually wears long sleeves to cover up the scars from the drawing of his blood.

Personality: Robin is very shy, and always caves in when confronted. He tries to help everyone to the best of his ability, and does not care if he gets hurt in the process.

History: Robin was brought up as a slave, and sold at an early age. However, his new owner soon died, leaving his son as the heir. This son abolished slavery, which left Robin a free man. Heis the best friend of the son of the owner, named Eran. One day, he went out to buy some herbs, and when he got back, he found the whole family slain. Terrified, he ran away until he was found by an Elite. He grew up with the Elite as a father-figure, and hasn't interacted with somebody his own age since then.

Well, that's it.

Name: Cale Josef-Wilder

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Ability: Cale can handle any sword, from a short sword to a two-handed sword, having been trained to do so in the defence of the Firewing from a young age.

Weakness: Cale is often very overconfident, and this can lead to his underestimating an opponent. Also, he has been brought up to believe that it is his duty to protect the novices of the Firewing, and would therefore try to be a hero if it came to that situation.

Appearance: http://mashiro.deviantart.com/art/Shinobi-28038093

Personality: Cale is, despite his bluster and confidence, very shy at heart, and ironically attempts to direct attention away from himself and to those he is surrounded by. He is intimidated by the Firewing, slightly jealous of their abilities.

History: Cale was born to parents who were both in the Firewing, and was tested for powers almost immediately. Finding none, he was trained as a swordsman from the moment he could lift a practice sword, and quickly showed great skill, being assigned to novices and spies as extra protection on some missions, although he spent most of his life at the Firewing headquarters.

Other: Up for love.

I changed my character to a guy, just to let y'all know.

Name: Kyle

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Element: Earth

Ability: Manipulating earth, soil and rocks, creating earthquakes, super speed (through the manipulation of the earth).

Weakness: Nature is the strongest element against earth. He tends to forget stuff if he doesn't "manually" set it in his memory. He isn't a great multi-tasker. He overestimates his opponents.

Appearance: Medium height, Gray eyes, Shaggy black hair, Olive skin.

Personality: Stubborn, doesn't like doing things other peoples ways, tends to leave jobs without finishing them if he's not committed to them, mentally and physically tough, likes to pull complicated pranks, loyal, cheers people up, usually will find a way to accomplish/do something if he sets his mind to it.

History: He got hit on the head in a rockslide and an Elite saved him. He doesn't remember anything before that.

Full, again! I also added a third non-element character, since the three that are posted look good.

From too many girls to too many guys! The count is- Girls: 3, Guys: 5, unspecified: 1 (that's May's character, and I think her character's going to be a guy.) So, Phantom, if you wouldn't mind changing your character back to a girl to even things out, I would like that.

Thankfully, one guy character isn't up for love (I'm putting mine back up now). Because this storybook has an odd number there will be one character that is not. If you have an idea for another girl character, PM me and I'll see if you'll fit.

And, once I come up with a half-decent beginning we'll start. If you have any ideas, post them on the DT (link found at the end of the first post).

I changed it back!

So, now this storybook is 100% full. TN came up with a good idea for a girl character (hence the new element in the main post) and we're pretty much waiting for her.

That, and an idea to start things off. If you have one, please post it on the DT! (Seriously. Post your ideas. I'm drawing a blank here)

Please, everyone start with just getting your characters from doing whatever they were doing to the audience hall. When you get there, please do not notice anyone being there that isn't already there, and do not start the meeting without everyone being there. Once everyone is there, we'll begin.

Seline-

I sat under a tree in the walled forest, glad nobody was around. All the Nature students were working in another part of the forest or had gone inside. The bird on my shoulder seemed to sense my loneliness; he rubbed my cheek with his head, his soft feathers tickling my skin.

"I'm alright," I whispered, even though I didn't believe it. I had been at the Firewing complex for a year already, still a trainee in the ranks, but nobody had been willing to talk to me. I guess they found my speaking to animals strange, but even the other Animal students didn't talk to me. Perhaps gossip that I was a witch had reached the complex before I had, and nobody wanted to take their chances.

I sighed and strokes the fox by my leg. He had an injured paw and needed his rest. Animals always came to me when they were injured, and they always left slightly better. I figured it was the rest they got around me that healed them. Still, as an Animal-Speaker, I couldn't help but wonder......

A gong sounded five times, the signal for all Firewing members to go to the audience hall. I quickly brushed dirt and leaves off of myself and headed to the hall. The bird on my shoulder flew around my head, picking up on my worry. The gong was never sounded five times, not unless something urgent had happened.

I opened the door to the hall and gasped. Normally if something urgent had happened, all the Elite would be there, ready to give out orders. But this time, only trainees were there.

Vincent

I reclined in one of the large, brown wooden chairs that the audience hall had sitting around. Putting both of my hands on my chest, I began to tap my fingers impatiently. They would all have to get here soon.

Suddenly remembering that I had forgotten to remove my hidden daggers, I ran my hand over my leg to make sure they were all there, and not sticking out somewhere that someone could stab themselves with. Satisfied, I stood up and straightened out my clothing just in time for the audience doors to open and a small flood of students pour in. There were only a handful that would be given the secret mission, and none of these students fit the bill.

That was until one of them walked in. A girl with a bird perched on her shoulder, his beak gripping onto a single strand of her scraggly brown hair walked into the room. She seemed surprised at the lack of elite's. Smiling, I sat back down in my chair. This was going to be a long wait.

Name: Senra

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Element: Darkness

Ability: She controls the darkness, she can pull it in and make a nice day dark as hells walls. She doesn't have complete control of it so sometimes when she is really mad she loses control and her power takes over a little. She can either pull darkness around a small area of within a mile of her. She's told that once she gets strong she'll be able to do it in more areas. She can also push darkness away. But it takes a little longer for her to do that. Sense she can control darkness s she can manipulate shawdows and if she tries hard enough she can make them masses. But that's really hard for her right now.

Weakness: Light is her weakness. Light always over powers darkness. She can over power natural light, but if it is bent or used even a little by another power then she has no control. (I think a Light person is going to be someone that is just brought in by everyone rarely.)

Appearance:
http://lunebleu.deviantart.com/art/I-fe ... g-83127372
Her wings are an ash color

Personality: She is very out going. She is tough and loud at times. She can be obnoxious, but she doesn't really care. She gets along with most anyone

History: She was found wondering through the woods one day. She couldn't remember anything about her past. She stayed at teh Firewing because she was injured and they were trying to figure out her past, but no matter how many poeple they brought in to try different ways to crack her memory they couldn't find anything. It was almost as if she didn't have a memeory, that she had come out of the middle of no where. They found her powers one day when they had almost found a history through hypnotism. They were about to find out about her past when everything went dark and it was the middle of a very sunny day.

Other: Up for love, I really don't care.



Senra enveloped herself in darkness and kept her eyes closed calming herself and concentrating.

Don't over do it, just relax and bond with the darkness. The voice of Keren, the Elite that found her and helped discover her power, said in her head. She couldn't wait to show him how solid she could make shadows. She was still tired after, but it was cool and he would be proud of her.

Bong, Bong, Bong, Bong, Bong.

I get to show him soon. She thought letting the darkness go and then running towards the Audiance hall and hurrying in and looking around.

"Where is everyone?" She asked the two that were in there.

Meela

She was sitting on top of the low stone wall in a secluded part of the gardens, listening to the wind. It was frisking around her ankles like a hyper-active cat, pleased and excited with the news it was bringing. A ball, it whispered. Lady Edrington is throwing a ball, and decorations! Food! Guests! Dancing!

Meela gathered that this was a very excitable breeze. She smiled at it, gave it a quick pet, and blew it away with the power of her breath. It leaped out of her sight, eager to find some more news about the social goings-on of the upper class.

She shook her hair out, the deep brown sheet falling across her face. Meela ran her fingers through it absentmindedly, thinking about her desire to dye it blue, and that she'd have to ask a Nature student if there were any plants out there that would actually do that.

Five reverberating gongs interrupted her thoughts. Meela stood up and tucked her hair behind her ears. She pulled the nearest wind to her, and sent it ahead as a sort of scout while she made her way up to the hall. A knot formed in her stomach when it returned to her, carrying the body heat of only three people.

Something was obviously wrong.

The door was swinging shut as she hopped up the steps. Habit and shyness made Meela toss her head, making her hair fall across her face. She timidly pushed the door back open and slipped into the large room. Immediately she felt uncomfortable in this stuffy place without the winds leaping about her. Meela pulled a stray breeze through the crack under the door and flattened it against her skin so her hair and clothes rustled slightly.

The people, too, made her innards flip-flop. She knew two of them were novices like her, and that the man in the chair was a spy. She shuffled into her place, where her Firewing mentor, Arilia, normally stood. Meela ached to ask the obvious question, but kept her silence.

Kyle-

I was deep in the woods constructing different objects out of dirt when I heard the distant sound of the gong calling me to the audience hall. I usually ignored the first set of chimes and came when they sounded the second set. But this time the urgent call aroused my curiosity and I left my work immediately.

When I arrived, a few of the members that had already showed up raised their eyebrows at me, as I was usually the last one in. I smiled back at them and took a seat.

Cale

The practice sword licked out, batting aside the wooden blade of the other novice. With a backswing, Cale was able to trap his opponent's weapon with the hilt of his sword, and disarmed him with a flick of his wrist. He stepped close for a brief moment, placing the weapon's edge against the other boy's throat, signalling his victory. The two of them then stepped apart, acknowledging the worthy challenge presented by the other.

The bells rang out just as they finished, and they both started making their way to the hall, intending to get more advice on their form and the like. Cale wasn't entirely looking forward to the meeting - it meant dealing with the students who did have powers, and he always felt somehow weak standing next to them.

But upon his arrival, things appeared a little more serious than merely dealing with minor social issues. Someone had rung the bell, but there was not a single elite in sight. Instead, summoning his courage, Cale left his sparring partner behind and went to address a group of Firewings who seemed to have been standing around for some time.

"Anyone know what's going on? Where are the elites?" he asked, looking from one cadet to another as though their powers might have somehow provided them with an answer to his question. Maybe a speaker of some kind would know...

Ebony

Ebony giggled, splashing again for no reason. The dark green of her hair, much like the seaweed she found, was nearly black with the water it held. It was wrabbed around her neck and face, sticking to her skin.

It was a beautiful day to play with the water, and the water seemed to agree with her as it turned itself around and splashed her right back. By doing this, it was like she had someone to play with.

She stopped playing and looked up, confused as five gongs rang out. It made the water ripple and she stood still in the water, shivering a little bit. Then she remembered that she was supposed to go to the audience hall when she heard that.

Making all of the water go off of her, she started running for the hall because she wanted to run. By the time she got there, she'd switched to skipping.

"Hello everyone, Ebony is here." She laughed. Then she noticed that none of the Elites were there, and frowned. "What happened?"