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|:|HUMAN|:|

•Name•
Malik Seyeer

•Age•
12 Years

•Gender & Sex•
Male

•Orientation•
Demisexual

•Census Description•
Aloof and cautious, Malik looks as if he has never smiled in his young life. He only speaks briefly when spoken to, and chooses when he will speak no more. He is guarded and alert, often times even to a fearful degree. Whether it be due to his age or nature, he tends to be the outlier of the humans.

•Desire•
Malik is conflicted, caught in the transitions into giving up on the remnants of a childhood and wishing for things such as wealth or shelter and wishing for his mother to return to life. Only a few months ago, the choice would have been so clear, but as he made the arduous journey to the Forbidden Lands, survival started to become so much more important.

•Weapon Description•
A dark brown wooden shortbow with bladed steel alloy tips to better defend you in close range. It is sturdy, smooth, and in great condition; unlikely that the boy created it or it is a keepsake from home.

•Appearance•

Short and lean, Malik's combination of malnutrition and not quite reaching the early stages of puberty has left him light and androgynous in appearance, though somewhat more athetic and muscled than most kids his age. He has a toffee complexion; sprinkled with darker freckles and bruising alike. A wavy mass of unkempt strawberry blond hair is thick upon his head and ends just above his shoulders. His eyes are a pale gray.

•Personality•

Intelligent and observant, Malik isn't a cheery and innocent youth. He is in survival mode, steadfast and determined to do what he needs to meet the end goal of having his wish granted. Being a kid, he is limited to what he can do, but the things that he can do are done expertly. There are very few adults that can match him in the accuracy of his archery, especially on the back of such an erratically moving steed. His knowledge on survival based skills lets his journey through the Forbidden Lands with no shelter seem like everyday life for him. He is quiet and highly observant; anything he focuses on will be remembered for years to come. But most of all, his ambition fuels him so strongly, to perfect his crafts and learn new ones. If only he weren't so awkward and skeptical.

•Backstory•

There really isn't much to say for someone so young. Malik came from an impoverished family in a mountain town; his father and mother carrying many trades just to barely get by. When his father died in an unfortunate hunting accident, he was quickly thrown into a life of hard work, being trained to take up the trades his father once filled. He was a hardworking and dedicated son, but ultimately his mother had to take on things he wasn't quite prepared to do yet, and eventually succumbed to exhaustion and passed away. This was the initial spark for him to journey out to the forbidden lands; to revive his family and bring wealth to them. But the journey to get to the lands wasn't an easy one; so many awful people confronted, terrible storms and bouts of illness, dehydration, starvation, and more. So many things a child should not be exposed to. In time, he had learned many skills at the consequence of hardening his heart. He is beginning to contemplate if reviving his parents will be worth it, especially if he has to choose between them and comfort of living.

•Description of Mount•
A large, stocky, and wooly mountain goat named Lykos. Pure white, with onyx pointed horns and sharp onyx cloven hooves. He was bribed by Malik with bread and learned to protect the child like one of his own. Earned his name after fending the child from an attack by a rogue wolf, marring the goat's face pretty badly. He is fearless and does not run away in the face of a colossus, even when unmounted.

•Theme Song•
Maybe later

•Other•
He has a rather crude grappling hook that stays on his hip.

|:|COLOSSUS|:|

•Name•
Latebros - Leucrotta

•Location•
F1 - An old partially underground temple of worship that is now shrouded and darkness and ever descending into the underground.

•Description•
Latebros is hyena-like in appearance, with long cloven feet and a whiplike tail. He is a colossus on the small side, just a little under Quadratus in size, and is rather fast. He only comes out of his lair when there are colossi who were slain within one quadrant of him after the party leaves the quadrant, in which he is much more vulnerable. Otherwise, you will find him in his dungeon. He is front loaded; a somewhat long neck with powerful teeth will guarantee anyone dumb enough to face him face on will instantly get decimated. He tends to kick and stomp at the earth with his front feet as well. His tail is his only defense against those who get behind him, but it is easily avoidable and can even be used to get on his back. His sigils are the nape of his neck, the top of his head, and the front of his throat.

•Powers•
Latebros is fairly week powers wise, but his method is effective to the many who don't know of his existence. In his cave, he can emulate the sounds of whispering human voices. The more the listener travels from light, the more pointed and focussed the whispers get until they are directly targeting the human who is listening. The Latebros will lurk in the darkness nearby, letting the confusion set in before ambushing. He isn't nearly as effective outside of ambushing, but as a last ditch effort, he will attempt to cause a roar loud enough to make the shrine collapse.

•RP Sample•
The young boy held tightly to the thick pelt of his steed, bruised knuckles wrapped in leather to better secure his grip. His face was practically buried in the scruff of his neck as the goat's bouncy stride carried them meters over the bridge, and yet it felt like they were getting nowhere. The stone crossing seemed to extend infinitely, the ruins that sat in the elevated distance of them. The rhythmic sound of sharp hooves tapping briefly against stone and the repetitive motion of soaring a few more feet was soothing. The boy was tired, and he could have easily closed his eyes and fallen asleep at that moment. It almost seemed that he would do just that; slate eyes staring ahead with unfocused vision until he was no longer processing it. His lids were getting heavy and they seemed to want to settle.
But the sound was broken by the muffle of soft steps meeting soft earth, causing his eyes to snap open. They had arrived. He was finally here; the Forbidden Lands. Malik inhaled the scent of the fresh air, slightly tarnished by the musk of the ruins. Despite this, his spirit was uplifted. There was a faint twitch in the curves of his mouth as his spirit fluttered at the thought of how close they were, but then it settled to his usual demeanor. There was no guarantee that this was the end of the journey, or even if the legends were true. No reason to get his hopes up. Malik decided to leave Lykos to graze, drawing his bow from his back and walking cautiously around the grasslands, keeping an eye out for anyone, or anything, that could be out here. These temples didn't just build themselves, after all.

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•Name•
Amber Rose Fern
F/N L/N M/N

•Age•
22

•Gender & Sex•
Female

•Orientation•
Bisexual

•Census Description•
Amber is a cheery, fun, and usually happy woman. She is serious at serious times, but tries to lighten the mood as often as possible. Talks a lot, not on purpose.

•Desire•
Amber has the desire to make everyone who has a serious, tired/weary, or plain having a bad day, happy. She wants to make every one she can smile and have fun as often as possible.

•Weapon Description•
Amber has a small blade that's in a sheath on her belt. The handle is leather, and the blade is light red coloration. Her mother gave it to her a few years ago, before she passed.


•Appearance•
Amber has silky, long, blonde hair. Her face has no cosmetics, but her face is pretty.
Height: 5' 6"
Body Type: Slim
Amber usually wears a hoodie and jeans, but not always. She also usually wears tennis shoes


•Personality•
Amber is a light and cheery person. If she has the option to make someone happy, she'll do it. She wants the world to be a better place. She can be serious at times, but usually is smiling. ((THIS IS TOO SHORT-- GAH!!))

•Backstory•
At the age of 5 her father died, and her Mother married someone a few years later. Her step-father abused her, and her mother found out. ((Being abused is the reason she want's to lighten everyone, and make them happy.)) At the age of 19, her mother died. Before her mother died, she gave her the dagger/small blade.

•Description of Mount•
Aqua is a white horse with red markings. Aqua is stubborn, but listens. She loves carrots. (fun fact lol) Aqua has a red tail, and fur covering her hooves.

•Theme Song•
Maybe later...

•Other•
Not really. IM SUPER SORRY IF THIS WAS TOO SHORT-- I make longer RP lines though. I just have trouble making long character sheets, so really sorry.

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