*sighs* this is just kind of silly. Faust can heal, Annie can heal, Nate can heal. You guys do realize that 3/6 of our guys being able to heal will be some what boring, right? Please.. Shota is not meant to be a front lines character, she's meant to be a support one. Don't make her into another Naiyao (I liked where I put Naiyao she was meant for combat, Shota is NOT supposed to be in that position, she would get murdered quickly.)
well nate right know is a good healer compared to you guys but soon he will most likely stop being a healer and more of a docter as just perscribing medicen if somone was sick but mostly later on he will more be of a healer just to himself
edit:the main reason he is a healer now is that he is mostly used to phisical combat not much of magical swordsmanship so he dosent use magic but later since his skills will requier more magic he wont have much left to heal
Name: Avon Lucas (pronounced "Ah-Von"😉
-Meaning: The River of Light
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Elements: Water/Light
Oath: Jicotea, The Old Shell
Jicotea is an Oath of Lineage, renewing its vow to the successor of the Lucas family with each generation. The Old Shell is rumored to be the original Oath of the founder of the Lucas Family, Axel Lucas. Jicotea appears as a massive, pale turtle with a sharp, curved beak. It can snap a large tree in half with one bite, and its shell is rumored to be impenetrable, made out of the deepest, hardest minerals from the sea. The true power of this Oath, however, is its wisdom. The Old Shell has lived for ages, longer than most scholars can surmise, and it has a deep understanding of the elements and magic. With each new generation, it imparts its wisdom to its current Oath Partner in degrees. The last Lucas to take vows with Jicotea before Avon became the Grand Magister of Zerab.
Class: Mage
-Weapons
Walking Stick
-Spells
Apprentice Spells
Purity - This basic spell of Light is taught to all Mages who share the element. It halts, reduces, and eventually reverses the effects of corruption from those who use wield the Dark element. It is an effective, but weak, spell, requiring great concentration on the caster's part to work against corruption. Purity can also function as a cleanser, cleaning stagnant water and even reversing natural decay to a degree.
Recover - Water Bearers are known for their affinity for healing, and Recover is one of the first spells they become proficient in. Swirling a small amount of water over an injury will hasten the speed of natural healing. The severity of the of the injury determines the effectiveness of the spell. Minor cuts and abrasions will be healed within moments, while deeper gashes may take up to an hour or more. The spell also cannot mend major injuries, such as setting and healing broken bones or reattaching severed limbs.
Novice Spells
Restore - The next stage of spell work for many Water Bearers is the ability to concentrate healing potential and release it in a burst of instantaneous power. Restore can heal injuries faster than Recover, and is more effective on deeper wounds. Like the Apprentice spell, however, it cannot set bone or reattach limbs. It also uses up a significant amount of the caster's energy, preventing it from being used frequently by inexperienced Mages.
Font - A relatively easy spell to learn, many Water Bearers find Font to be indespensable in their role as healers. This spell allows the caster to draw water from a variety of sources, which can then be used as they desire. Depending the source drawn from, the water may or may not be suitable for drinking or healing spells.
Oath Spells
Jicotea's vast wisdom is a boon for any vowed to it, but it is a special blessing for Mages. The Old Shell allows Avon access to unique spells that only he can cast. As time goes on and Avon grows in power and knowledge, more spells will be imparted to him.
Turtle Shell - By calling upon the Oath, Avon taps into the power of the Old Shell to protect him. A glowing sphere envelopes him which is incredibly resistant to damage for one minute. Avon can still move and act normally while this sphere is active, but any attacks made against him will be blocked by the sphere, even should someone be within the sphere itself. He can dismiss the sphere before the time limit, but doing so ends the spell. Avon can cast this spell once per day with no consequence, but every subsequent casting within a day severely drains his energy. In order to cast it again without consequence after multiple uses, he must rest for eight hours uninterrupted.
Name: Sullivan Horus
-Meaning: Dark-Eyed God of Light
Gender: Male
Age: 45
Elements: Dark/Light
Oath: Unknown
Class: Oathbreaker
-Weapons
Laqueta (The Quiet One) - As with all things involving Horus, his acquisition of Laqueta is mysterious as it is dangerous. It is a scepter, two feet long and designed as an ornate pedestal with twisting vines spiraling up, the tips curling around the edge, as if cowering before the towering figure that stands with arms crossed forming the crown. The head of the figure is shaped like a bird, with a long, curved beak. The figure itself is in fact a handle, seamless against the pedestal, which can be withdrawn to reveal an eight inch long hidden blade, sigils etched along the side.
The scepter is more than just a weapon, however, and while whole it harbors the power of Light, which protects Horus from the corrosive effects of Dark attacks as long as it is on his person. When drawn, the sigils of the blade burn with Dark power, and anyone injured by it will be subject with a vicious spell of corruption, traveling through the target's body and inflicting agonizing pain until it reaches the head, where it will corrode the brain, killing them. Light spells can slow the progression, but only the aura of Laqueta can nullify the spell.
-Spells
Expert Spells
Cripple - One of the more vicious Dark element spells in the world, the caster of this spell can target any limb of an opponent and infuse it with corruption, severing the connection with the rest of the body. Used more for torture or capture than for killing enemies, the corrupted limb still feels pain, but cannot be controlled at all by the owner, instead being a useless sack of flesh, muscle, and bone.
Maim - This spell is favored by those preferring to let their enemies suffer before their death. A large sphere of dark energy forms and rushes at a target, exploding on contact. If the target is hit directly, they suffer massive concussive force, with tendrils of corruption smothering them. The explosion shoots out more tendrils which latch onto anyone in the area. Those that survive are corrupted, decaying their injured bodies slowly until they succumb.
Preserve - There is a great controversy surrounding the sense of Light regarding the Preserve spell. On the one end, it does counteract the corruption of Dark spells, preventing any further damage to occur to a target of the spell. However, there are many who use the spell, not simply for corruption, but to prevent decay, which makes it a grave robber's dream as they ensure the bodies they dig or find are well kept until being sold.
Master Spells
Seal - As the Oathbreaker, Horus is the only known person capable of severing the connection between people and their Oaths besides Dominus. It is rumored that it was Horus who taught him how to do so. The method is strange, and the power behind it unknown, though it does seem to tie into the elements in some way. Anyone targeted by this spell will lose their connection to their Oath, with any abilities or powers they have had access to.
Unseal - It is only rumor, perhaps spread by Horus himself, but those whose Oaths have been sealed hold onto to the possibility that there is a way to break the effects of the Seal.
The First Encounter
The night air was chilled, cool with a soft sigh of wind blowing through the trees. The leaves rustled, accenting the dull smacks coming from the man in the tree. He hacked away at the branch just above him, grunting with effort and wiping the sweat from his brow with his sleeve. He paused for a moment, catching his breath from the effort, and called down to the ground, "Are you sure this is necessary? Couldn't we just find another one?"
"Oh, yes of course. Why had that option not been clear to me, whatever was I thinking?" came an answer, the voice shrill and dripping with mock amazement. The voice added in a lower tone, "Oh wait. Yes, I remember now. The last time we tried that, my good gentleman, you not only failed to retrieve it, you made your presence known to the authorities, which is why you can sense the detection spells all around the city. Well," the voice added as an afterthought, "you would be able to, if you weren't so painfully inept at noticing the flow of power all around you."
"Now shut up and keep chopping!" the voice snapped, the owner of the voice slapping the scepter in his right hand to his left for emphasis. The man in the tree grunted as he hefted up the hatchet and resumed his task, muttering under his breath, "Damn lousy bastard, making do all the hard work here. If I could use m-" The sound of the branch creaking silenced his thoughts, and he watched as wood surrendered to the weight pulling it groundward, breaking with a loud snap. The branch, and the body held aloft by it, hit the ground, the crunch of breaking bone coming from the corpse.
"Now look what you've done, you imbecile!" the scepter wielding man barked as the other man dropped down to the ground, "what part of 'minimal trauma' don't you understand?! I went to a lot of trouble to find a hanger whose neck wasn't snapped!"
"Aw, blow it out your ear, Horus!" the man shouted back, "All we gotta do is take it to a Water Bearer for a quick mend!"
"And just how, pray tell," Horus hissed, knuckled white as he gripped the scepter tightly, "do you expect us to be able to accomplish such a thing when your very presence will alert the guards? Unless you a volunteering to carry the body to the next village, I don't really see an easy solution to this problem!"
At that moment, darkness engulfed the duo, a deeper black even that the night they had been using to hide their illicit activities. Horus knew immediately they had been attacked, the power of the Dark corrupting and draining everything within the area...everything except for him, of course. The scepter in his hand glowed a pure white and Horus stood within the sphere, completely unharmed. As the darkness ceased, so too did the scepter's radiance. Horus looked down at the blasted body of his subordinate, tapping the bird head of the scepter to his chin in though. "I stand corrected."
Horus turned to look at the caster, eyebrows raising in mild surprise. The two stood there for a moment, staring at each other, before the newcomer drew a large, black blade, pointing it towards him.
"Not often you have that spell leave one alive, is it?" Horus mused, seemingly unphased by the deadly weapon aimed at him, "So, what is it you want, to so rudely interrupt my endeavors and rob me of go...of mediocre assistance?"
"You know the means to seal an Oath." The voice was deep, and unquestioning, "You will teach me."
"Good heavens, another one of you," Horus said with a sigh, shaking his head before continuing, "Alright, so what makes you think I would do such a thing?"
"If you do not teach me," the man said, undaunted, while edging the tip of the sword forward, halting it in front of his eye, Then I will ensure you do not teach anyone."
Horus rolled his eyes, lifting the scepter to push the sword up, the tip grazing the skin of his brow as he did so. As a droplet of blood trailed down, he closed his eye and caught the drop with his tongue and taking it into his mouth, opening his eye and replying to the man, "Really, the bravado is doing nothing to sway me. However," he paused, looking back at the two corpses on the ground, "you clearly have more potential than my previous...associate."
The dark figure remained silent for moment, then withdrew his weapon with a low chuckle and said, "Your name."
"Horus. Sullivan Horus," he replied casually, "and yourself?" Sullivan watche the man turn around, and a wide grin spread across his face as he heard the name.
"...Dominus."
dont realy like how you frased how dominus did that but i gusse either way so right know i will tell you a little about him why you guys arnt posting but anyway dominus is a necromancer he always was able to see the spirits of the dead but one day wile this orphan lay on the street a person who saw dominusis potental came and asked him to be his aprentance as life moved on he soon learend to use the spirits he chould see on day he found a forbiden piece of magic the art of davowering a soul the next day his master not only saw that he not only learnd it but used it and disowned him in rage he killed his master and davowerd his soul and instaly feling grate power he then knew he must get more power not only did he kill his master but he defeated his own oath and davoerd it to before long he needed to kill inoreder to feed his conquest for power he needed more and more never satistfied but sooner or later he met pepole with the kiling intent as him and asked them to kill in his name not only to bath in the deads blood but to esaly get his next meal but anyway ya both of them are accepted