Meluka Volusus

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[b]ALIGNMENT[/b] | White
[b]TYPE[/b] | Prodigal Magician?

[b]AGE[/b] | 18
[b]GENDER[/b] | Female?
[b]SEXUALITY[/b] | Homosexual
[b]HOMELAND[/b] | Medeis Imperium

[b]COMPANIONS[/b] | Aisa Volusus, Lucan Volusus[/blockquote][/font][/color][/td][/tr][/table][tbody][/tbody]
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[b]PERSONA[/b][list]How does your character interact with others? Act when they are alone? Do they have any strange quirks or habits? Explain your characters mindset in detail.[/list]

[b]DEFINING TRAITS[/b][list]| Arrogant
| Demanding
| Adaptable
| Quick-Witted
| Deceitful[/list][/list][/td][/tr][/table][tbody][/tbody]
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[b]HISTORY[/b]
[list]character back story here. more experienced characters should have more extensive biographies..[/list]
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[b]FIGHTING STYLE[/b] | Meluka prefers to play the role of a support type mage rather than a offensive type, enhancing her companions offensive and defensive abilities though her strength magic and use her own light magic to distract or cancel out opponents movements; allowing her enhanced companions to deal devastating damage. Though despite her preferences she is more than able of being considered a powerful offensive type. If needed to be a offensive type she tends to hold her opponents back with small weak spells all the while charging up a more powerful spell to wipe out the targets in one fell swoop. Her style becoming even more dangerous due to the nature of her Light magic; being naturally quick and, with the right spells, devastatingly destructive. Even more so if she feels the need to apply her strength magic to herself; allowing even her weakest spells to pack a punch.

[b]MAGIC TYPES[/b] | Light, Strength, Gravity

[b]DJINN[/b] | N/A

[b]STRENGTHS[/b] | Meluka's style of fighting, and magic types available grant her a well rounded form of fighting as she is able to fulfill the role of a enhancer and offensive type; making her ideal for teamwork based attacks. While her own knowledge and fluidity allows her to fire off weak spells all the while charging up more powerful nuke spells. With the addition of her strength magic her presence on the battlefield becomes outright devastating

[b]WEAKNESSES[/b] | As it naturally comes with being a magician, Meluk possesses a weak body that, without the aid of companions or other forms of defensive tactics/spells her own ability to take physical damage is akin to a normal human. As such this means that she must take measures and effort to make sure that close range opponents are kept at bay and opposing spells from breaking her Borg.

[b]WEAPONS[/b] | Wand

[b]SPELLS[/b] | N/A[/list][/td][/tr][/table]/ul][/td][/tr][/tbody][/table]

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[b]Name:[/b] Meluka Volasis
[b]Tier:[/b] D-Tier [Novice].
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Sexuality:[/b] Homosexual
[b]Age + Birthdate:[/b] 17 | October 11th
[b]Nationality:[/b] Heliohapt
[b]Race:[/b] Human
[b]Specialization:[/b] Intelligence | Strength

[b]Personality:[/b] In the most basic of terms, Meluka comes off as what one would expect given her specific upbringing and position within her own social society; a smug and elitist girl who sees herself as not just better than everyone else but as a more evolved form of her fellow man, and for the most part they would be nothing but right. As even if she truly is just a incredibly smug and elitist girl the persona is more than well deserved given her sheer skill and education alone, let alone her natural talent for the magical arts.

A kind and gentle mask is capable of going a long way, rather it would be more prudent to say that ones true intentions and hunger for power can be hidden behind a veil of lies. If they don't already know who you are you loose nothing by playing the part of a kind Samaritan, after all one become far more willing to not only listen to your words but follow them to the end. Meluka understand this all to well and often or not plays the part of a kind soul, a sweet and caring girl, and is more than able to keep up the farce to more than just saying a few words. To the point that even forms of lie detectors can be fooled by her ruses, whatever they may be at the given moment. Though it is to say that without a doubt that there is always some sort of end result to be made when playing these parts. The art of deception goes a long way when you are attempting to enlist or thwart those who see your goals are within the realm of the dark.

Even to those within her own household she is very demanding, expecting others to follow her orders to the letter and more than likely to become prone to violence when one does not or fails in their task, one of which is most likely considered to be trivial by her. Outside of a select few, she sees nearly everyone else as tools to be used at her disposal, and overall making her seem even more of a horrible person. Having little to no compassion for others, especially to those in a far lower social standing than her own. Though if she is to respect anything it is not just ones standing, but rather their power and magical ability. Viewing social or political standing as the lowest forms of power, as they are the easiest to both obtain and loose.

'Knowledge is Power' is something that Meluka takes deep into the confines of her heart and mind as she not only strives to use knowledge to increase her status among her household but also for her own personal power. Seeking to learn and experience everything she can from any form of magic, even if it is something she knows that she will never have to use, in order to prepare for anything that may come her way. Though at the same time she does not just do this in order to gain general to advanced knowledge in any form of magic, but to increase her own understanding of magic in all of its forms. As to understand magic it becomes easier to unlock the deepest of its secrets from the simplest to the most complicated forms.

The grey alignment is by far the most unknown form of the ruhk, a alignment tethered between the two extremes of dark and light and Meluka herself falls within this path even if she herself does not understand either true nature. An existence that both follows the flow and fights against it. Meluka believes that fate is something that you have to create yourself in order to obtain true freedom, to curse the fate that the world itself has created for you and create a path of your own design or in other words to redirect the flow.

[b]Likes:[/b][list][*]Despite her natural inclination towards power and violence she is still, just as when she was a child, a avid book worm. Spending the majority of her free time reading countless numbers of tombs and scrolls. Ranging form magical theory to romance novels and everything in between.
[*]The big picture and more importantly the end result are the most important things, often or not getting along most well with the types of people who like her are able to see the big picture. Understanding that small and little events often or not prove meaningless to the end game.
[*]Similar to where she was born, Meluka has a natural taste towards the more warmer and arid environment. Often or not taking in a great deal of comfort from the warmth of both the environment and that of the sun. While also making her quite fond of fire magics.
[*]Despite having a natural inclination towards the comfort of the fire, she possesses a equally love for the dark places of the world. Finding the darkness many times to bring a far more lasting veil of calmness and relaxation than that of what the light could ever bring. Many times even being said that Meluka herself has a natural talent for being able to find the dark places in both the world and that within other people.
[/list][b]Dislikes: [/b][list][*]The reasonless - The worst type of people, within Meluka's mind, are those who simply go about live and interactions with little to no reason. To become involved in a situation when they have little or most likely no personal stake nor any real sense of what is going on within it. If it does not involve you then why get involved.
[*]As what many would expect given her general mentality towards others, she has a rather disdain for other people in general. Possessing a rather cold and aloof type of persona around others, especially strangers. Being one who would gladly prefer a secluded area far beyond the prying eyes of others rather than be in a crowd.
[*]Invasion of space - Meluka is a firm believer in the idea of 'Personal space', almost to the point where it would be considered a disorder. When someone invades her personal space she feels almost suffocated and feel the need to free herself and be independent
[/list][b]Phobias:[/b][list][*]Honey Demons - Despite her sheer excess of confidence and fearlessness one of the few things that is able to strike true fear into the girls heart is bee's. Finding the insects to be nothing but repulsive demons, generally unwilling to even go near one. If one is to ever get near her she will often try to play it cool, that is unless it were to land on her and at that point... either all hell breaks loose or the image of the power-mongering woman is replaced with a cowering girl.
[*]Control - One of this girls greatest fears, despite her very nature of being controlling and using others to further her own ends, is being controlled by others. Above all else she believes in her own freedom and her ability to create her own fate, and the very idea that she is being unknowingly manipulated by others resonates within the very depths of her soul. Making it all more apparent of the reasons why she despises the very nature of fate and the flow. Whenever she believes that she is losing control of a situation, she is more likely to just completely destroy everything and anyone involved to just simply start over rather than become a means to anothers end.
[/list][b]Aspirations:[/b] Meluka's goal is life is rather simple in comparison to others searching for a large end game, power and nothing but it. Merely the seeking to increase ones own power whether it be in the form of magical knowledge and ability, or to what lengths she is able to control the very nature of the world around her to no true end game. While she cares little about social standing she is more than willing to utilize its power to her own ends if the ends justify it. More likely to try and increase her strengths and power out in the middle of no where rather than try to use power to control the masses. If she believes that she can gain something useful from it, she will gladly make alliances with others to obtain what ever it may be only to forgo those said alliances as quickly as they were made. Even if she knows that during the same alliance the other party wishes to gain something from her as well, though as long as she knows that what ever object or fragment of knowledge she gains in the end is more than what the other party will gain from her she will gladly do her part.

[b]Face-Claim:[/b] Conversation | Rousteinire | Deviantart
[b]Weight:[/b] 135 lbs
[b]Hair Color:[/b] Blonde
[b]Eye Color:[/b] Purple
[b]Height:[/b] 5'5"
[b]Rukh Alignment:[/b] Black
[b]Special Traits:[/b] Loved by the Strength | Within the world of magicians every one of them always has a inclination towards one specific type, or you could say that their bodies are more loved by certain types of ruhk. Though that being said there are a few within the world who are seemingly loved more by certain types; Meluka being one of these loved few. More than any other type of Ruhk the Strength type ruhk within her body have a much higher concentration or saturation within her body. While this has seemingly no visual presence to other magicians the visual effect becomes apparent when she uses magic. From the point that she releases her magic the skin around the point of usage becomes stained in black ruhk, slowly spreading from the initial point across her body. In a sense a fake sort of corruption when it in fact it is nothing but the opposite of that notion. This strength stained skin, strangely, is something only visible to others like who herself possess the gift of magic or those who are being overflown with with magic.

[b]Appearance:[/b] Physically wise Meluka appears to be a rather normal human girl for her age and size, being of a normal height and possessing a rather slim physical tone. Though upon closer glance it becomes more apparent that her physical form is more than simply slim, rather it is finely toned from years of physical work and effort and even more apparent that it has been formed to be quite agile and flexible. Having little to no apparent forms of blemish's or markings on the skin that would ruin the apparent elegance the very nature of her skin possesses, a elegance that gives off the aura of one born and raised in high social standing.

The types of clothing that she closes to adorn herself with are those that fit her figure rather perfectly and elegantly. Wearing black toned clothing that creates a rather apparent contrast to her lighter skin and hair color. Having a strange mixture of robes and her own personal tastes, as unlike normal mage robes which are designed to protrude away from the body, making the wearer seem larger than they are hers are the opposite. Fitting her body perfectly with the only bagginess being in the lower robe areas below her wise, and even then the right side has a slit down the side so that the slim nature of the garment does not halt her maneuverability. The torso portion has no sleeves nor does it go as far as her shoulder, instead before it reaches the underarms it moves inward towards the neck with cloth that creates a high collar and covers the entire neck area. On the left arm there is a sleeve of sorts that is not connected directly to the torso portions, rather it begins in the middle of the forearm and extends to the back of the hand.

[b]History:[/b][spoiler]“The smart way to keep people passive and obedient is to strictly limit the spectrum of acceptable opinion."

Many people believe that to be born and raised in the life of prosperity is the life of ease, the life of no worries and the ultimate goal of all those below that line. Though if there were to be anything said of the life that Meluka was raised in, even with being born within the so life called prosperity, is that it was anything but that common illusion. Meluka was born within the country of Heliohapt to the High Priest of the Alonne temple, a influential sect within the countries political world at the southern most reaches of its grasp. Though just because she was born to the High Priest she was never once considered to be a Alonne herself as, to be put rather bluntly, she was nothing other than a bastard to one of the temples lowly servants. Even more bluntly to say that she was just one of the many bastards that the count had sired over the numerous amount of years that he sat on the temples peak.

If there was any solace to being born as one of the High Priests bastards is that despite being one she was allowed to live within the keep itself, granted its many luxuries though this would only continue if she followed every command the High Priest or his true daughters, sons, or his wife made. The High Priest himself saw his illegitimate children as nothing more than disposable pieces, to be sent in place of his own true children to the northern battlefronts or any other such dangerous task that could claim the life of his true heirs, and if her life had never reached the a point of change hers would of ended in much of the same way.

Arguably, to her salvation, was when the count brought in a new temple mage. A powerful witch from the eastern continents who had offered her services to the High Priest in return for access to his vast resources and influence. It was when the witch first entered the keep that she noticed that one of the High Priest's children possessed the gift of magic, despite disliking magic himself, the High Priest saw this as a opportunity to raise a powerful mage within the family itself and more importantly one within the family that could never become a heir. Believing that having a powerful temple mage in the future would further increase his power and influence among his peers within the country. To this end the count ordered the new temple mage to take Meluka under her tutelage so that she herself could one day become her successor and become his own or one of his sons temple mages.

From the moment that she met her, Meluka knew that there was something much more to the witch than she would ever let on to her father the count, and the witch not only noticed this about her but saw that as nothing but potential. The witch began to teach her everything that she would ever need to know about magic and the heritage that she would be taking on, though always making sure to keep the majority of the fine details for Meluka herself to figure out for herself or just to see if she could for her own entertainment and assessment of the girls abilities. In public she would display affections that made it seem that she saw the girl, in a way, as her own daughter but in truth Meluka even knew from the very first lessons that she was mere entertainment while she enacted her own goals within the High Priest's temple. Seeing within the girl not only a knack for learning magic, but the ability to excel and survive by any means necessary. Teaching her not only how to wield and understand the very nature of magic but more importantly how to play the part in which she was given. To make others believe that she was playing the part in which they wanted her to play while working to her own ends, to understand that the only thing that mattered in this world was what you were able to get out of it.

Around the time that Meluka hit her teens she knew that her time with her master was growing short, noticing that she would spend more and more time within her study rather than advising the count or teaching herself. Though she had little to no idea what she was aiming for, she knew that what ever it was would happen soon. The lingering feeling as she fell asleep in her bed as if the twines that bound everything in place around her were finally becoming undone. Including the thickly bound twine that held her in her place within the keep. As her instincts told her, within the next two months, her master enacted her end game.

When she awoke the next day that lingering feeling had evolved from something mere fantasm to within the ephemeral world around her, and as the twine that bound everything in place had become ripped and shredded those that it held had changed into what the unbinder had wished. Meluka knew not of what her masters plans entailed, though she knew well enough that it encompassed every living thing within the keep. As if under a enchanting spell every inhabitant, other than herself, was stationary and stagnant. Bound in place by something far beyond their mortal minds could comprehend, and as they were bound within the confines of their own minds that which gave them the very lives they all so enjoyed was being drawn out to where the binder wished. As she walked into the keeps new stage she followed the flowing Ruhk for a short while, a small hint of curiosity as to what her master was planning as she already knew where it would be flowing. Though before she could ever reach her masters study she found that the small drop of curiosity was not enough to warrant her disturbing her master or make her aware that she had left her out of her binding spell.

Knowing that her time within the temple was over, her time of playing her part within her fathers little game of life, she understood that if she did not take her leave of the keep now. Her master would just use herself to assist her in fueling what ever end game she was playing for. Gathering whatever she could within a meager amount of time, she took her leave of the temple and the confines of her soon to be late fathers estate to seek out her own end game, just as her master did herself, to what ever ends it may bring.[/Spoiler]

[b]Role-Play Sample:[/b][spoiler]The following is taken from a previous Magi RP.

The sound of the breaking cups and spillt drinks echoed though the Inn's dining area like a stone breaking stillness of a pond, almost as if the sound broke the very flow of everyone's conversation as they all found themselves looking to see what had happened. Many of which started to laugh at the sight, thinking that the accident was rather humerus, though none of them had expected the reaction of the accidents victims. More specifically the reaction of the young woman who was sitting in the middle of the trio. With little to no restraint the young woman sprang to life out of her seat and before anyone could even react the woman decked the waitress in the chest. Sending the waitress onto the ground in pain "Tsk, you ungrateful Goi Filth!" the young woman yelled out at the poor waitress. At the sight that was unfolding in font of them was far from the result than that they were expecting, as could be seen from the blank and shocked expressions on their faces. Silence feel upon the other patrons as they watched the events unfold.

"I think that I tolerated you more than enough, making us dine with the rest of your kinds filth was more than enough!" the young woman continued to yell at the girl, the tone and mannerism of her voice spewed out nothing but a sense of high born right. "...I apologize young master, the fault lies with my clumsiness." the waitress said to her assailant, bowing her head to the ground in hopes that it would be enough to stay her assailants wrath. "...had enough of your kind." the young woman quietly said to herself as a more dark aura fell upon the room as her right hand reached into the folds of her clothing for something.

Many of the other patrons decided to ignore the events that were unfolding just tables away, knowing that saying anything would do nothing but make the situation worse than it already was, and many others finding this situation much more humerus than the former; most of which did not even understand the woman's use of western slang. From the other side of the room, the owner of the Inn could do nothing but watch the situation unfold. Knowing, like any of the other concerned patrons, that doing anything would only make things worse. Though the look on his face showed his intent to assist his employee from the patrons wrath.

Whether for better or worse, the Inn keepers wishes were seemingly granted in the form of a man appeared from the Inn's kitchen. A young man in his early twenties wearing a apron and wielding a knife, most likely meaning that he was the establishments chef. "Get your hands away from her!" the chef yelled out at the assailant, the mannerism and look of his face most likely meant that he was the waitresses boyfriend or lover, hoping to draw the woman's attention from the waitress. "More Goi filth." the woman quietly said as she pulled out a small dagger from the folds of her clothing.

At the sight of the the woman's weapon the chef reacted in the way that everyone was expecting, wildly charging at the woman in a fit of pure rage and mannerism showing no sign of any sort of combat training or swordsmanship ability. Though before he got anywhere near the unfazed woman, her male companion suddenly appeared in front of the chef and before he could even react he found the hilt of the mans large sword being struck into his chest; knocking the man clear out. Sending a wave of shock and confusion into the crowd as none of them ever saw the male even move, let alone cross the distance between the table and the chef. The expression on the males face staying the same, though it was obvious that he had no intention of allowing the wild chef anywhere near his companion. The little girl, the only one of the three that remained at the table, seemed unfazed by any of the events that were unfolding just next to her. Rather she continued to fiddle around and play with her silverware as if this was a every day occurrence, or just a result of child like innocence. The Inn keeper and rest of the concerned patrons could do nothing but watch as the rest of the events unfolded.[/spoiler]

Name:
Tier: D-Tier
Cost: 10 Magoi
Element: Strength
Class:
Range:
Duration:
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Description:

Name: Polar Vers - Pole Shift
Tier: D-Tier
Cost: 10 Magoi
Element: Strength
Class: Supplementary
Range: 2m
Duration: 1 posts
Cool-Down: 2 posts
Description: The user uses magnetism to alter or change the magnetic pole directly under them, then either changes the magnetic pole of their own body to be the same as that of the ground allowing them to launch themselves in a intended direction or to the opposite as the ground so that they can plant themselves in the ground. Further more the user can also change the magnetic pole of anything else that enters the area directly above the original point, allowing them to do the same to something else. Though the planting portion of the ability is less effective against strength type opponents. If used to launch a item or opponent it is capable of causing D-ranked damage if the item impacts a opponent or the said opponent impacts something else.

Name: Erde Kugel - Earth Orb
Tier: D-Tier
Cost: 10 Magoi
Element: Strength
Class: Offensive
Range: >1m
Duration: 2 posts
Cool-Down: 2 posts
Description: The caster will order the surrounding rock to condense into a single point in the air around them with gravity type magic, creating 3 orbs of highly condensed rock. Upon further command the user will order the condensed rock to shot its shrapnel-like fragments with great speed, in a machine gun-like fashion. Due to the speed and density of these rocks are capable of causing D-ranked damage and normally resulting in minor bruising and blunt damage, generally making it more painful than it generally is.

Name: Staub Stier - Dust Bowl
Tier: D-Tier
Cost: 10 Magoi
Element: Strength
Class: Supplementary
Range: 5m
Duration: 3 Posts
Cool-Down: 2 Posts
Description: The user commands the surrounding dust and loose dirt to lift into the air and engulf the area around the user in a 5m radius, creating a miniature dust bowl. The dust storm around the user makes it impossible to see even half a meter in front of a person, let alone be able to visually see the caster. To the unfortunate ones to be caught within the dust, while they are unable to see the caster they themselves will be able to sense everything within the dust storm. The dust storm is capable of breaking down any D-ranked water type spell via the dust combining with the water and weighing it down making it unusable, halving the speed and damage of any C-ranked water type spell, dissipating any D-Ranked lighting type spell through dissipation and grounding effects, and halving the damage of any C-ranked lighting type spell.

Name: Schwarze Kugel - Black Orb
Tier: C-Tier
Cost: 20 Magoi
Element: Strength
Class: Offensive
Range: 2m
Duration: 1 Post
Cool-Down: 3 Posts
Description: "Simplicity does not always equate to weakness" is a saying that reflects the innate nature of this spell, as in terms of complexity and number of commands it is nothing but the most basic. The magician simply orders the ruhk to gather at a single point either on their staff or in the palm of their hand, then when wished the user simply orders the ruhk to scatter and expand in a instant creating a large black orb at the point of release; having around a 1m radius. Anything caught within the orb will suffer c-ranked damage usually resulting in fractured bones, major bruising, and most of all more than able to knocking back objects or persons hit by it; the range of knock back being dependent of the weight.