Name: Zaiho
Age: 15
Deity: Air
Backstory: Zaiho is a young, calculating genius, though as a result of his carefree (and at times, lazy) disposition and dislike of formal toil, labor and education, he has become a famous thief as opposed to putting his talents towards more noble pursuits. Known for the strange animal masks that he wears over his head during his heists, he mostly pursues magical items and ancient relics, as opposed to things of significant monetary value. He is always careful to keep his masks on whenever he is attempting to steal an item; he is heterochromic (his right eye is green, his left eye blue), and given that it is such a rare phenomenon, he would be caught very quickly should his face be seen. His interest in magic is fueled by the fact that his mother is a Tempest--a rare type of air magic-user, one who is capable of flight, though the powerful magic he inherited does not hold well in his small body (5'5"). He travels around on a mobile cart from he sells odd little trinkets out of whenever he arrives in the town. He carries around a long black-blade with a flat tip, through which he uses magic; due to the strange nature of his abilities, he is unable to perform magic without this sword.

He searches for magic items in order to find his mother, for which the strength of these items, since he cannot use magic the way a normal person can, is necessary.

Girlie is anxious, Albert's fibbing just cost everyone their lives and she doesn't want to pay. Besides, the biggest living being she ever killed is a wild deer back in her days as royalty. Lucky for her, she notices Silas already freeing himself from his binds and offering to help with hers. She meekly reaches out to Silas' offer and takes the knife by the blade between her fingers. She smiles with relief as she begins to saw the vines restricting her wrists.

"Thank you for helping me, the rat has done us in again." she whispers with a worried look on her eyes, "He should've said that we are minding our own business."

She sighs just as she feels the restricting feeling subside. She doesn't want to gain attention, rather she wants safety in hiding. That's why she turned to the darkness and disappear from the eyes of the many. The incident could've ended normally, he could've been modest and they would all walk away unscathed. As the time of reckoning inches closer, she has to come up with something quick lest she suffer the fate of her older sister.

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Name: Zaiho
Age: 15
Deity: Air
Backstory: Zaiho is a young, calculating genius, though as a result of his carefree (and at times, lazy) disposition and dislike of formal toil, labor and education, he has become a famous thief as opposed to putting his talents towards more noble pursuits. Known for the strange animal masks that he wears over his head during his heists, he mostly pursues magical items and ancient relics, as opposed to things of significant monetary value. He is always careful to keep his masks on whenever he is attempting to steal an item; he is heterochromic (his right eye is green, his left eye blue), and given that it is such a rare phenomenon, he would be caught very quickly should his face be seen. His interest in magic is fueled by the fact that his mother is a Tempest--a rare type of air magic-user, one who is capable of flight, though the powerful magic he inherited does not hold well in his small body (5'5"). He travels around on a mobile cart from he sells odd little trinkets out of whenever he arrives in the town. He carries around a long black-blade with a flat tip, through which he uses magic; due to the strange nature of his abilities, he is unable to perform magic without this sword.

Added, your roll is a 60.

Necklare's stomach rumbled as he entered through the gates of Felicita. He was hungry and hadn't only eaten three berries, two to which he gave to his squirrel companion, Abe. He met Abe after saving the defenseless squirrel from a pack of wolves. Necklared wandered through crowds of people, due to his short height it was hard to see where he was going. When he finally reached The Capital Town He approached a street vendor.

"Uhh...I'll take that bag of frog legs, please." As he reached into his pocket taking out 5 gold gold.

The street vendor took the gold and handed Necklare the bag. Necklare began to eat the frog legs as he sat on a sidewalk.

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"Hmm... Wonder what she's doing..." said Jon, "Well let's find out!" As the woman jumped out, Jon secretly sneaked behind her and yelled, "What'cha doin'?!"

Far from being surprised, she replied: "I'm waiting for someone, something terrible is about to happen and I want to know if I can help in some way... now, what are you doing here?".

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Far from being surprised, she replied: "I'm waiting for someone, something terrible is about to happen and I want to know if I can help in some way... now, what are you doing here?".

"Well I'm looking for my friend, but I have no where he is. Actually I don't even know where I am." replied Joh, "But after hearing what you said, I think that could wait, and would love to help. Name's Joh Len, by the way." He reached out his arm in front of her.



I just realized I spelled my character "Jon" -_-;

Necklare put his leftover frog legs in his jacket as his Squirrel pet laid on his right shoulder. "For a town this place seems very full" Necklare said. The squirrel did a slight nod. "There must be something going on at the center of the town". Necklare started to heaed towards the center of town while walking through crowds of people until he came to a rather tall man. "Exscuse me, sir." He said tapping the man, "What is going on"

"There is too be an execution later today" He said.

"Execution" Necklare thought, In his tradition a man taking a life is an offense towards nature and that all people are given life and death through nature no matter how their spirits are. The execution did not start yet but Necklare had to find a way to stop the execution fast.

Just popped in to say that Almond has been daybanned for trolling.

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She sighs just as she feels the restricting feeling subside. She doesn't want to gain attention, rather she wants safety in hiding. That's why she turned to the darkness and disappear from the eyes of the many. The incident could've ended normally, he could've been modest and they would all walk away unscathed. As the time of reckoning inches closer, she has to come up with something quick lest she suffer the fate of her older sister.

Jon zinx looks at the restrained thieves with despair and pity. He had seen some of them before and didn't want them to die. He saw one of the criminals look up, this one he knew it was girlie girlington. She lifted her head and focuse her eyes on Jon, he moved the collar of his coat showing a mark on his neck, I was the brand of a thief. He gave girlie a small nod he was ready to help her escape.

Chrome looked up. It was a public execution. His execution with his amigos, to be precise. He saw all people faces looking at him and his friends, in a sort of way. Some of them have loath in their eyes, others are pity, eagerness, and apparently, revolution against the guards. But one thing he mostly think about is how handsome he is in front of the audience. Especially since he's a street magician, after all. He can saw some of his fans in the audiences. He snickered.

"Damn, I'm so famous, like, a-wow." He swaggered his face like a hyena.

Looking back at his friends, he relieved a hard sigh. Their faces look so glum. Can they actually be happy with their doom? It's going to be fabulous death, and look at those crowds! NOOBS. But it's his friend after all, so he can't complain any more than this.

The only thing he hates about this execution is boredom. No one tosses a pizza, tomato, or onion at them. No free eggs either. All they have is just booing and shouting and some other yoodle-a-hee-hoo. He just wanted to make a light disco ball up in the air, and dance moonwalk like the Mikael Jamson. That dude was freaking hot like a rocket going kaboom in your face. Especially the shuffle of his, that can ruin your face in 12 seconds.

More so, he heard a murmur.

"I wish a miracle would happen."

He turned his face to saw his friends murmuring with each other. More likely, he heard something like a miracle. But all those fairy-tales are mostly bullshit. He don't believe in miracles right now. So he looked at his friend, while using his personalized mocking face, while saying several words in his favorite tone.

"Like that happens, dumbshit."

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Chrome looked up. It was a public execution. His execution with his amigos, to be precise. He saw all people faces looking at him and his friends, in a sort of way. Some of them have loath in their eyes, others are pity, eagerness, and apparently, revolution against the guards. But one thing he mostly think about is how handsome he is in front of the audience. Especially since he's a street magician, after all. He can saw some of his fans in the audiences. He snickered.

"Damn, I'm so famous, like, a-wow." He swaggered his face like a hyena.

Looking back at his friends, he relieved a hard sigh. Their faces look so glum. Can they actually be happy with their doom? It's going to be fabulous death, and look at those crowds! NOOBS. But it's his friend after all, so he can't complain any more than this.

The only thing he hates about this execution is boredom. No one tosses a pizza, tomato, or onion at them. No free eggs either. All they have is just booing and shouting and some other yoodle-a-hee-hoo. He just wanted to make a light disco ball up in the air, and dance moonwalk like the Mikael Jamson. That dude was freaking hot like a rocket going kaboom in your face. Especially the shuffle of his, that can ruin your face in 12 seconds.

More so, he heard a murmur.

"I wish a miracle would happen."

He turned his face to saw his friends murmuring with each other. More likely, he heard something like a miracle. But all those fairy-tales are mostly bullshit. He don't believe in miracles right now. So he looked at his friend, while using his personalized mocking face, while saying several words in his favorite tone.

"Like that happens, dumbshit."

Pizza, disco ball.
Now now Triss, those does not exist in the medieval times, does it?

As Lance was hiding from the shadows of the city, he transferred shadow by shadow to a shadow near the woman who went out of the store window, which of course, is Sasha. He summoned a black aura of smoke and it ringed around the woman quickly, then dashes into a house near the gates of the city at the speed of light. She was confused. Lance was guiding her to a citizen living in that house. At the moment after that, wisps appeared in the path that the smoke went. And something whispered near the ears of Sasha, "Go forth the path quickly, or you shall waste time, and be futile".

Am I doing it right? This will be my only day time appearance.
Update about Lance:
Lance will only appear at dusk with a hoodie-cape covering him, you know, like the one at Assasin's Creed, but with the color of black instead of white and violet instead of red, and at night he is free to go anywhere without his hoodie-cape. Idk what to call it btw

Pizza was found on Greek times, even before medieval, so no big difference. Disco ball? His magic is light, dimwit. He can make disco balls as many he wants. As long as it is fabulous.

I'll wait for Devour for the next one.

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Pizza was found on Greek times, even before medieval, so no big difference. Disco ball? His magic is light, dimwit. He can make disco balls as many he wants. As long as it is fabulous.

I'll wait for Devour for the next one.

Wait what
I thought it was discovered in old time italy

Or
How about a glowing ball of many colors
Disco is for hipsters

"What the.." sasha said while a weird kind of smoke got close to her. It was apparently trying to show her a path, then the smoke whispered a few words to her "Go forth the path quickly".Even tho Sasha wanted to wait for Fenrir, the "smoke" was right, she has to hurry up and find a way to free the prisioners there. When sasha started to walk where the smoke told her to go, she heard Jon saying "where are you going?", "I think this smoke wants to help those prisioners too, and apparently he is showing me a path, some if you want...". When Sasha started to walk, little flowers began to grow with each footstep she made, leaving a "flower path" for fenrir if he ever shows up. "I hope he gets the message", she thought...

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Am I doing it right? This will be my only day time appearance.

No, not really. Im guessing you didnt read what Dark magic users are capable of doing and you're trying to make up your own thing.
Shadowcasters aren't vampires, they're human. The only thing about the sun that they dont like is that it gives off light, which weakens their powers. They also only gain super speed and super strength in the dark, they don't have the ability to do all the things you're trying to do :p