**The Last Spark** A Magic RP

[chicken4prez]

Eira looked up quickly, "What? Why not?"

"I...... have someone at my home that I need to get back to...." she said quietly. "He's the only person I have left."

 

[vachick15]

(Great Sirius....


This RP exploded.


Am I way too late to join? :/ )

(Nuuuuuu! I joined after 4,000 posts of AHAM!)

 

[vachick15]

"I...... have someone at my home that I need to get back to...." she said quietly. "He's the only person I have left."

"I take it he's human, then." Eira sighed, looking crestfallen that her newfound friend would be leaving.

 

[Nariah01]

(Great Sirius....


This RP exploded.


Am I way too late to join? :/ )

(No your not too late, we are actually still on the first day, lol. Just make up your characters and let me or Hoodedhuntress know if you need any clarification on things. )

 

[Nariah01]

Ara slowed down, staring at the sandwich, or what remained of it before nodding a little "It is. I have been trying not to think on it too much, but knowing there have to be others and having that truth in front of you is two different things. I'm not certain how I feel about it yet." She said then looked to him again and shrugged, finishing the last bite.

Maddox nodded and took her dishes from her to clean them up. "I hear ya, I was the same way when I first came here too." He replied after rinsing the dishes and putting them in the sink.

(Maybe Maximilian can come in at this point and they can all head out? We were mostly waiting for him. @HoodedHuntress )

 

[Nariah01]

Elena just gave him a quiet smile as she removed her hand from the tree and then circled its roots before finding a comfortable spot to sit. She folded her feet under her and looked up at Nico. "I know how you feel, there are so many people there it can feel crowded at times. All living things have feelings, and all living things can feel. Most people don't see it that way but its the truth. This tree can feel things, it can have opinions, although probably not in the same way you or I can, but it has them none the less. The tree likes the quietness of you, your stillness, and you humming. Your humming brings it peace, it can feel the reverberations through its bark all the way down its roots. I can feel how the tree feels, how all this around me feels. It gets overwhelming sometimes, but it is easier when the plants are happy." She said explaining it as though it was something he should know. She then leaned her head back against the tree and looked up at its branches. She wasn't even sure most earth mages knew about the plants having feelings.

(Bumping for @CP Chicken to make it easier to find. )

 

[Nariah01]

Lyla brightened a bit, feeling less guilty about asking given Pollux acceptance. Although she was aware that she was not nearly as endearing in Castor eyes. That was ok, she was happy with the prospect of one new friend, perhaps in time she could win him over too. "Thanks is all I meant. I often spend a lot of time by myself trying to find ways to entertain myself. Sometimes I just run around the halls as fast as I can, at least that tires me out a bit, but eventually it gets boring. I made a tornado in my room once, that was pretty cool until I had to clean up after. " She said with a grin as she created a small breeze that ruffled their clothes. It was harder to create wind inside a building without access to the outside, but she had lots of practice, and was quite strong with her powers.

(Bumping for @Frost bite88 for when they come back. Where are you lady you can't leave me hanging like this! )

 

[HeavensHens88]

Name: Aska Drauámiðnætti (Icelandic- First name translates to "Ash")
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Element type(Pick one from the list): Fire.
Affiliation(free/government): Free, for now... roaming the streets of (whatever city the Mage House is closest to), knowing the Mage House exists from floating rumors, but not quite sure how to find it.
Personality: Thoughtful and hesitant to reveal her feelings. Extremely distrustful. Secretive, and doesn't do anything without first mentally constructing a feasible plan. When she does anger, caution is required, because she has a tendency to start physical skirmishes in an impenetrable red fog of grieved rage and not yield until her opponent is seriously harmed- she truly isn't herself when fighting. Petrified of using her element due to her belief that killing someone is inevitable. Inwardly, there is an inexorable war of rage and tears, due to holding a lethal secret.
Appearance: Very light-skinned girl of complete Icelandic heritage. 5'10 tall, slender, and moderately-thick brown hair. Gray eyes that have tiny flecks of gold in the iris. A pure white scar runs down the side of her neck and down her left arm- terribly self-conscious of it for reasons unknown. Usually seen wearing one of the woven shaws customary to her country.
History: Aska was born into a full family of water elements, the stereotypical mages of Iceland. When her element revealed itself, Aska was elated, but her elation slowly turned to shame as her family's disappointment and scorn at her unusual power. She did her best to hide it throughout her childhood, but insecure guility got the best of the young girl, and she began to use it more and more as she aged into an rebellious young teenager. Her mother pleaded with her to keep her ostentatious difference under wraps, but Aska paid no heed. Eventually, her father blatantly threw her out of her own home for causing shame to the family name. Ashamed and enraged, Aska lurked in the frozen plains nearby for months, keeping a secret connection with her two younger brothers who also snuck out food to her. They practiced their elements together, her youngest brother particularly enraptured by Aska's fire-
Ironically enough, fire proved to be his fate.
During an unheedfully intense session of wielding flames, things went horribly awry and Aska's brother was burned alive. Aska immediately fled, not fearing for her own life, but abhorred at what she had become and mortified that she had murdered her own brother. Her thoughts lingered on the brink of suicide many times, and she neared death even more by a constant lack of food in the wilderness. Every day was a pain to face. Eventually, Aska somehow made it down to the United States, hitching onto trains and boats whenever convenient. She knew all to well that her entire kind was being hunted, and to walk alone surely meant imminent death. Fire had become poison to her, and the very sight of it, whether it be of her own creation or otherwise, drives her to unintelligible muttering and sobbing. Death had become a temptation, a temptation almost too hard to fight, and Aska nearly gave herself up to the mobs that hunted her multiple times. For now she still walks the shadows, occasionally hearing a whisper of a safe haven for mages, but unsure if she even wants to rescue herself: haunted by the flame-
Haunted by herself.
Other: I hope I did this right...
Username: HeavensHens88

 

[HeavensHens88]

(Noooo, the picture didn't work. )

 

[Nariah01]

Name: Aska Drauámiðnætti (Icelandic- First name translates to "Ash")
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Element type(Pick one from the list): Fire.
Affiliation(free/government): Free, for now... roaming the streets of (whatever city the Mage House is closest to), knowing the Mage House exists from floating rumors, but not quite sure how to find it.
Personality: Thoughtful and hesitant to reveal her feelings. Extremely distrustful. Secretive, and doesn't do anything without first mentally constructing a feasible plan. When she does anger, caution is required, because she has a tendency to start physical skirmishes in an impenetrable red fog of grieved rage and not yield until her opponent is seriously harmed- she truly isn't herself when fighting. Petrified of using her element due to her belief that killing someone is inevitable. Inwardly, there is an inexorable war of rage and tears, due to holding a lethal secret.
Appearance: Very light-skinned girl of complete Icelandic heritage. 5'10 tall, slender, and moderately-thick brown hair. Gray eyes that have tiny flecks of gold in the iris. A pure white scar runs down the side of her neck and down her left arm- terribly self-conscious of it for reasons unknown. Usually seen wearing one of the woven shaws customary to her country.
History: Aska was born into a full family of water elements, the stereotypical mages of Iceland. When her element revealed itself, Aska was elated, but her elation slowly turned to shame as her family's disappointment and scorn at her unusual power. She did her best to hide it throughout her childhood, but insecure guility got the best of the young girl, and she began to use it more and more as she aged into an rebellious young teenager. Her mother pleaded with her to keep her ostentatious difference under wraps, but Aska paid no heed. Eventually, her father blatantly threw her out of her own home for causing shame to the family name. Ashamed and enraged, Aska lurked in the frozen plains nearby for months, keeping a secret connection with her two younger brothers who also snuck out food to her. They practiced their elements together, her youngest brother particularly enraptured by Aska's fire-
Ironically enough, fire proved to be his fate.
During an unheedfully intense session of wielding flames, things went horribly awry and Aska's brother was burned alive. Aska immediately fled, not fearing for her own life, but abhorred at what she had become and mortified that she had murdered her own brother. Her thoughts lingered on the brink of suicide many times, and she neared death even more by a constant lack of food in the wilderness. Every day was a pain to face. Eventually, Aska somehow made it down to the United States, hitching onto trains and boats whenever convenient. She knew all to well that her entire kind was being hunted, and to walk alone surely meant imminent death. Fire had become poison to her, and the very sight of it, whether it be of her own creation or otherwise, drives her to unintelligible muttering and sobbing. Death had become a temptation, a temptation almost too hard to fight, and Aska nearly gave herself up to the mobs that hunted her multiple times. For now she still walks the shadows, occasionally hearing a whisper of a safe haven for mages, but unsure if she even wants to rescue herself: haunted by the flame-
Haunted by herself.
Other: I hope I did this right...
Username: HeavensHens88

(You did it right, and very cool character, Accepted! )