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Amynta Zografos

"Healing's not a matter of time, but opportunity."

0 · 408 views · located in World of Amtophia

a character in “Abandoned In Amtophia”, as played by Mineczka

Description

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Name:
Αμύντα Ζωγράφος

Translated Name
Amynta Zografos

Nickname:
Amy, Amie, etc.

Theme Music:
Beneath the Hollow Moon // Revo

Age:
20

Gender:
"Ehm... You can't tell? Wh-what are you looking at?!"

Orientation:
She swings both ways.

Race:
Human and Human.

Class:
White Mage/Cleric

Sub-Class or Skills:
Tarot mage
Dowsing
Botany

Alignment:
Lawful Good





Height:
~155 cm

Weight:
"Eh! That's personal. I'm sorry."

Appearance:
Admittedly small, Amynta is a little mage whom cannot take many hits. Though her hair is longer than she shows, instead her fair blonde hair extends well to her back, which she keeps under her cloak to keep most of it out of her way. Though in her short light frame, she packs a mild punch for how small she really is, since she was trained a little bit in hand-to-hand combat. Though she's mainly trained in throws, she can throw a fair amount of people with the right amount of momentum and timing. Yet the little mage is rather fine, with her fair body, even if she isn't one for flirting.

Oddities:
Admittedly, no. She has no strange oddities.

Abilities:
White Magic and healing magic

Personal Items and Weapons:
As can be told, Amynta carries her Crescent staff, which is both her magic tool, and her whooping stick.





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Personality:
A few descriptors to Amynta, are kind, caring, lovely, and motherly. Amynta isn't afraid to heal people that seem to have hurt her. Quick to forgive, trust, and smile at, the little Healer does all she can to do no harm. Using the quick trust she gives, she tries to gain the trust of those whom she calls her companions whom she heals when it's needed. Though angering her... Is one of the last things you will do. Though Amynta is small, an angry Amynta means a possible death happening, weather through the magic trinity being rapid fire at you, or a staff being used to bludgeon you. But most likely she'll

Bio:
"I'd rather not talk on it. For one, I don't remember most of what had happened, and two, most of it isn't really much of anything important. As I recall, I grew up in a small town outside of one of those big cities. Nothing tragic happened. I just decided to leave on my own adventure since my father decided to tell me of his adventures. Though I remember someone else too... He was unable to heal himself I do believe, and I was called upon to heal him when he needed.... After some time spent with him, I remember he disappeared without a trace. Then the world went blank, and I formed the memories that bond me to be a normal woman... I guess?"





Likes:
+ Healing
+ Pretty Flowers
+ Water
+ Life
+ Hope

Dislikes:
- Death
- Destruction
- Bell peppers
- Spicy things
- Fire magic
- Ignorance

Fears:
// Fire in general. (It's a long story for her.)
// Being trapped anywhere
// Any time she is trapped in a crowd
// Failing to save those she can.





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Other:
[This is optional but if you have any other little tidbits you might want to add.)





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DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own any of the artwork presented as the FC to this character. They all belong to their respective owners.

So begins...

Amynta Zografos's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Revik Howster Character Portrait: Drei Loraene Character Portrait: Altara Koloyros Character Portrait: Esclava H. Maegstire Character Portrait: Amynta Zografos
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As soon as Revik broke into a run, Drei crouched down and darted forward, ignoring her other companions left behind her. There was one goal in her mind, and that was no matter what, don't you dare be left behind. Her helmet fell to the ground with ten feet behind her, flung over her shoulder and forgotten, clanging to the ground before being lost beneath the panicking chicken army. She maneuvered silently, shadowing Revik's footsteps and gracelessly sidestepping and jumping around obstacles - whether they be chickens, produce, or people. One particular person she narrowly avoided was a red-headed young man who was on his knees in the middle of the road, looking quite traumatized. Chickens aren't well liked round these parts, obviously. Drei thought and raised her eyebrow questionably as she dodged the man, wondering if he truly believed that the world as he knew it was to be overrun by these avian invaders. A glimpse at the man's eyes made Drei realize with a pang that the chickens could not have possibly driven the man into this state.

Drei's immediately fixated her gaze on Revik's back. He had gotten a head start, Drei told herself when she pushed herself further a little more, willing her legs to move as fast as she knew they could. C'mon, speed! Where did you go? Go further! Faster! Her own personal Master screamed at her as though she were competing. She couldn't help but grin at her own harshness as her thoughts of encouragement turned to insults and curses, until a rather surprising comment played out in her mind, You should have been born a light-dweller! A good for nothing light-dweller! I wouldn't be surprised if YOUR blood was chosen to be spilled upon Auvyren's roof! What?You're just like them! Valhilt will not take you, you will not know ulu dro lu't'yin el, Rath'arg's Aphyon! Drei's vision began going hazy and she felt her mind slipping away, but she tried to shake off the heavy feeling with all of her strength. No. She would not allow herself to slip into a state, given her current situation. If you dare … it will be your blood that paints the Drow's walls … Rath'arg's Aphyon, no, sssiks dalhar … Dreiado-

The screetching, horrible voice faded out, and Drei's eyes widened as she suddenly became aware of her surroundings again. Revik had stopped and was turning around, and Drei immediately halted, skidding to a stop not two steps distance from him. Without saying a word, she calmly walked to his side, just as the the green woman and red knight joined them dragging along the shaken looking man.

”I'm OK.”

“I'm assuming we're taking bird feed with us.” Drei said sarcastically, looking at the red knight and her tag-a-long -who looked as though he had been made a meal out of - disapprovingly, then sighed heavily. “Whatever. S'long as he can keep up and keep himself useful, there's no problem with him. And speaking of keeping up,” She tapped her foot impatiently on the ground, with both hands on the hilts of her knives, glancing around for her other companions who were nowhere to be seen. “We need to get out of here, now.”

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Revik Howster Character Portrait: Sariya Yotamaru Character Portrait: Drei Loraene Character Portrait: Altara Koloyros Character Portrait: Esclava H. Maegstire Character Portrait: Amynta Zografos
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#, as written by Zalgo
Revik

"Can't say for sure. Lets all get a quick check to make sure none of our crews too banged up right." He answered their newest member the healer's question. Scattered feathers and various tipped over objects lined the streets and people were only just beginning to come and try to recover what little was left after the chaos of the swarming chickens subsided. He looked over and noticed that there was a fellow who seemed to possess healing powers as well. Quite the coincidence it was that he'd run into two healers in one day. He was a little more hesitant to ask this fellow along his merry crew as they already had one healer in the group.

As it was it was a little difficult to manage just who was talking to him as everyone seemed a little stressed out and everyone was talking at once. Rather than let that interfere with him he rapped the side of his helm a couple times with his knuckle plate before shaking his head out. It was just a little something he tended to do when he needed to shake the cobwebs out of his head.


Still, even with that there was little direction to be had. First they were talking about food then they were going to get supplies and then chickens happened and now he could only wonder just what direction he even wanted to go in the first place.

That was when Drei proposed something completely certain. It was direct, simple and difficult to argue against. He might not of understood if she had any ulterior motives behind staying but he didn't really care either. She was proving to be a valuable asset to his little crew. Don't get too attached Revik. You remember what happened to the last group right?

...

It was good that no one could see him frowning underneath his helmet. Banishing the thought from his head before it sundered his confidence too much he held his helmeted head up high and pointed out to the horizon in a bold gesture, the light catching his frame just right so it appeared as though he was outlined with the honey golden hue of the sun itself. "She's got a good point!" He proclaimed. He then looked over to Altara, now addressing her.

"If we do not head out soon, if not now, then we can't expect to make it too far out the gates before nightfall. If you wish to make it to where you wanted to go within the span of this year then we'll need to pick up the pace."

Lowering his arm he took some steps forward before turning and going down a mental list of just everyone that was currently present with him. As it was there were some stragglers that had yet to make it around. He couldn't be sure of where they went when the chicken's rushed them but if they didn't catch up pretty much now he'd just have to make do with their current bunch. As for the matter of healing he was concerned their healer might slow them down if she insisted on healing the wounded. It was good that the healer fellow popped to mind.

"You there! You seem a competent healer." He pointed straight at the fellow who he noticed healing his own wounds not minutes ago. In a quick motion of generosity motivated by impatience instead of digging some gold coins out he simply tossed his pouch of gold to the man, a pouch which contained all the gold he'd taken from the slavers he'd fought not too long ago. There were roughly eighty gold coins left over after he'd bought his supplies back before the chicken nonsense. It was a surprise he was able to hold onto as much gold as he did since he was fairly loose with his change most of the time. There was always a reason he was always stranded somewhere without a buck to spare somehow.


"Heal anyone here who might need it. Keep the change." With those brief and perhaps mildly brusque words he turned to face down the street to the gates where the town opened up into a field. "With that settled it's up and onward! If the others catch up they can keep a fair share of the loot if they pitch in during combat. Besides that, Tally ho! Our route awaits!" He boldly spoke, his words filled with energy as he attempted to start the momentum on their adventure. After all, if an inspiring speech like that doesn't whet his fellow member's lust for fresh air, firm dirt and an endless number of possibilities ahead then he didn't know what would.

With that he set forward. With any luck there would be at least one person following up behind him.