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Atma

Formerly a soldier of Seraphin and skilled combat mage, Atma has grown tired of his own people and their ignorance, so he travels Alkeemia, seeking a way to unify the three kingdoms against the threat that will one day consume him.

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a character in “Alkeemia”, as played by soulmiester

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Male, around 6 feet tall and well muscled.
Black hair that reaches the shoulders and bright green eyes, with the pointed ears attributed to his kind.

Wears thick and durable cloth trousers and tunic, calf high leather boots, gloves and coat.
Greaves, sabatauns and gauntlets imbued with magic protect him from most harm, both physical and magical.
He wields many weapons, each with its own type of magic. Swords of Fire, Air, Earth, Water, Lightning, Gravity, and Arcane, combined with his soldier training, allow him to quickly identify enemy weakness and quickly counter attack.

Atma has always been a kind person, but kind doesn't mean trusting. He is suspicious of everyone he meets until their motives are made clear. Once this requirement is met, he is more than willing to befriend them, and willing to defend them with every fiber of his being. His contempt for ignorance knows no bounds however, and the ignorant are treated with disdain, with the exception of children, which he holds with a kind of reverence. He is slow to anger, and quick to forgive. He strives to maintain calm at all times. An angry soldier is a dead soldier.

So begins...

Atma's Story

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He scowled as he turned his back on the gate and trudged into the forest, his armor and weapons clanging as he did. They were the only things he'd need to survive. "But not to succeed." He thought aloud. The sun set before he entered the forest proper,but travel at night would still be dangerous. Before long he had a small fire going with some wild roots roasting over it. He relaxed as much as he could allow himself to do so, keeping his weapons close to hand, listening to the birds. It seemed quiet and peaceful... Something was wrong. He took a grip on a long sword with a plain scabbard and tensed, waiting.

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He scowled as he turned his back on the gate and trudged into the forest, his armor and weapons clanging as he did. They were the only things he'd need to survive. "But not to succeed." He thought aloud. The sun set before he entered the forest proper,but travel at night would still be dangerous. Before long he had a small fire going with some wild roots roasting over it. He relaxed as much as he could allow himself to do so, keeping his weapons close to hand, listening to the birds. It seemed quiet and peaceful... Something was wrong. He took a grip on a long sword with a plain scabbard and tensed, waiting.

After the initial surprise, victory was assured. It would take more than one of this forests flying pigs to do him in. In the meantime though, the corpse of his dead foe would serve as an adequate meal. He plucked off the cooked bits as the pig roasted over the fire. What he couldn't eat he would save for later with a minor charm to preserve the meat. He could use salt, but that ruined the taste and dried the meat. Oh, you're probably wondering why pigs fly. Well the excess flow of magic from the city tended to blow inland with the sea breeze, so much of the forest was strangely mutated. Animals evolved rapidly and plants became carnivorous. For most people, the forest was a dark place filled with blood and death, and that description would be quite apt, but Atma wasn't most people. Atma was a Well, a mage capable of tapping into a ridiculous amount of magic. He'd be just fine, probably.

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As he packed the rest of the pig into his pack for a later meal, his thoughts went to his next move. He hadn't really left with any sort of plan, he just knew he had to find help, and he wouldn't get it here. He sighed heavily, remembering how he'd been refused assistance in his quest by his own country men. Men he'd fought and killed for without doubt as to their integrity. Now he understood. He didn't have any doubts, every nobleman in his country was a scoundrel and a coward to boot. They'd denied all of the evidence he'd presented as to how dire the situation truly was. He stared at his hand for a moment, contemplating it, and closed it into a fist. He remembered how he'd been called a traitor when he'd suggested asking the outside countries for help, and that resentment burned in his heart. Him, a traitor?! Well, he'd go to those countries, with our without the council's permission. Whether or not they actually WOULD help was another matter entirely.

He stood and shouldered his bag. To anyone else, the minor charm placed on it would only make it feel around five pounds lighter, but to Atma, the bag felt no heavier than a piece of canvas. Such was the nature of a Well, amplifying magic he came into contact with to a ridiculous extent. He took up his weapons, strapped to belts that ran across his waist and back. He readied himself mentally and took the plunge into the thick foliage of the forest.

He couldn't have known at the time, but by the time he returned to this place, it would change the course of events for the entire world.

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He frowned at the sound of distant rumbling, like a stampede of angry wild animals. He'd know that sound anywhere. That was the roar of a Chimerian war machine. And a big one from the sounds of it. He sighed heavily and listened to the sound for a short while, getting a good idea of which way it was going. Naturally, with his luck, it was headed directly towards him. He shrugged his pack off and laid it against a tree he was fairly sure wouldn't snatch it up and eat it, and drew the zweihander that lay across his back. Then, he waited, his blade poised to plunge into the ground. He would have to time this perfectly, or he'd wind up flattened by the wheels of this huge machine. "Alright you Huh choo-shung tza-jiao duh tzang-huo... Let's see what you got."

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Tahi ran right for Atma, Sarada just barely avoided tripping over him. The last second change in direction caused Sarada to stumble over his legs and trip, throwing Tahi off. Tahi screamed at Atma in her native tongue, "Apana murkha! Mi ṭhara Alagela!" she pulled out her knife, but stopped the second she saw the mauler. "Sarada ja! Apalya payanvara!" she instantly put her knife away and ran to Sarada's side. Sarada had sprained an ankle badly and could not get up. Tahi turned towards her two threats, getting her arrow ready. Swiftly placed a charm on it, causing the arrow to spark with electricity. She aimed it at Atma's head.

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Carlile looked through windshield of his mauler to see the Ent he'd been chasing for the last week facing a new enemy. A Seraphin warrior not the usual kind he'd eviscerated in the past this guy was armed way more heavily. He marveled at his luck at finally finding an enemy worthy of Meisha's rage He then screamed "two birds, one stone! Lucky day, Lucky day!" and unloaded his maulers two side mounted 308. Risstler belt fed machine guns at the two stale-mated warriors. Ripping the air and shredding the forest. Carlile laughing insanely all the while.

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He stared as the Ent woman and her lizard as they fell to the ground, but continued to stare ahead. He knew she'd be pointing an arrow at his head, but he couldn't do anything about that. He'd have to pray she held her fire until he could prove he meant no harm. But what were these two doing so close to Seraphin city? How had they not been spotted from the watch towers? There was no time to think about it as the mauler came into view. His eyes glowed as he tapped into the stream of magic and felt it flow into the sword. He yelled and plunged to blade over half its length into the ground, which promptly cracked, yellow light spilling out from bellow. The earth in front of him ripped, throwing boulders into the air as it traveled. When it reached the mauler, the earth underneath it caved behind it, forcing the guns to point up and rendering it temporarily immobile. The boulders it threw into the air blocked the majority of the bullets, but one managed to hit Atma in the leg, and he fell to one knee. He clutched his leg and ripped the bullet out with only a small twinge of pain. He wouldn't be able to move fast enough to block an arrow, so he left his fate to the Ent woman. It would be quite ironic, if he were to die here, killed by his countries enemies after having turned his back on them.

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Tahi lowered her arrow. It wouldn't be best to take on two enemies at once. she thought to herself, then looked at Sarada. He had stopped trying to get up and laid down. If the rest of the tribe were here, they would kill him. But Tahi didn't have the heart to put down her companion. She put down her arrow and went to Sarada's aid. She stroked his head, going in the direction of his scales. Then she stood up and faced Atma. Believing that Carlile would be unconscious for a while. Hoping for it. She spoke to Atma in English, "This forest belongs to the Rakta Tribe! What business have you in my father's land?" her accent was a little thick, but she was very fluent, "Speak quickly for they may be your last words!" she again readied her bow. The charm dangled from her arrow.

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Abruptly the top hatch of the mauler is kicked open with a loud clang. The loud but familiar sounds of a man cussing at the air resounds through the woods as Carlile jumps out of his mauler fully armed with axe in one hand & sub machine gun in the other. He walks at a normal pace but with hideous intent in his eyes "I just had her fixed you wand waving fairy! Look at what you did to my sweet Meisha! You're gonna fucking burn for that!(Chimerans are cremated & used as fertilizer as apposed to ceremonial burials)". He raises his Trellerston .357 at Atma "Protocol says to quickly kill & move on to the next enemy but I intend to make this slow" then fires two short burst into Atma's good leg "You can beg for mercy now and don't give me that Seraphin don't beg crap because I've made more than a dozen of you Fairies beg before".

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As he saw the hatch of the mauler open, he quickly drew a short, one edged, rectangular blade. He knew the pilot would be armed, and he had no intention of being this bastard's target practice. They lifted their weapons at the same time, Atma's eyes glowing green once again as the blade suddenly turned a deep black. Suddenly there was a shift in the air around the pilot, as he was pulled to the ground like a magnet, as were most of the bullets he'd managed to fire. About five of them sunk into Atma's leg and he let out a pained gasp. Most people didn't realize how relatively weak Alkeemia's gravitational pull was until he used this spell on them. "I don't doubt that, but I doubt you've ever met a fairy quite like me. Wait, I think I just insulted myself... Oh well."

Atma groaned as he pushed himself to his feet, using his zweihander as a crutch, leaning on the leg that had only taken one bullet. "You should be able to pry yourself off of the ground in about twenty minutes or so." He pulled the zweihander out of the ground and sheathed it. As he did, the earth mended itself, cracks closing and the ground leveling. His eyes fell to the Ent. "I am here, believe it or not, to save your lives." He frowned and looked over to large lizard. "Is your friend alright?"

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Tahi scoffed, "Save our lives? Your kind-" she turned towards Carlile, "And yours too! Both of your filthy kinds have been destroying the forests of Ent since your ancestors took their first shit!" she spat. She put her arrow back in its quiver and went over to Carlile, putting her foot on his neck and pinned him to the ground. She was strong for her size. She looked at Carlile in the eyes with disgust, "You and your loud machines! You turned a whole forest into death!" then she pulled her knife out and pointed it at Atma, "And you! Over using your magic and transforming another forest into the home of monsters! Both of you, without even touching them!"
Tahi then sneered at Atma, "And you come here saying you want to save the lives of my people! This one," she threw her knife down, not only pinning Carlile's sleeve down, but also making a fairly deep cut in his skin, "Has reason for coming here! I have no shame in admitting that I provoked this one! But you!" she pointed at Atma, knowing that throwing anything at him would be useless, "How dare you come here! My people have not forgotten the last time you Saraphins came to 'save our people' by trying to force us to their horrible ways of life! And then killing many of us when we refused!" she yelled, referring to the incident that occurred 60 years ago.

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Carlile infuriated but at the same time trying to look like he's not staring up the tattooed bowbender's dress "Get off of me you fucking Inkskinned cunt!". He struggles against the spell binding him to his precious warmachine spitting, snarling, & cussing at his would be angel of death. Being sure to throw as many slurs & curses at the supposed ex-night as he could edge-wise. Even though he was subdued & vulnerable he still portrayed the same viking martyr spirit that had earned him his monicker but more than anything he was just kicking and screaming like any beast fighting to prolong it's existence. Then with all his honesty and rage he screamed at the top of his lungs "Go ahead & kill me if I die outside of Chimera at least I die a free man!!"

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Atma frowned at this. "You'd die free outside of your country? That's news to me." He slid off his pack and found a small knife. He sat down on a nearby rock and started digging the bullets out of his leg. Grunting, he yanked a bullet out of his leg and tossed it aside and addressed the woman. "You seem to be the only one among us with any love for your country, and I respect that. As soon as I can walk again, I will leave these woods." He sighed and continued. "I truly am sorry for what the Seraphin have done to your people, but I had no part in that, nor will I have a part in anything else they do." He winced as he tossed aside bullet number two. That one had been in there fairly deep. "But you seem to mistake my intention. I am not here to save your people. I am here to save your people, his people, and all people." The look in his eyes was one of foolish determination to accomplish a hopeless goal. "Kill me, if you think you can. But know if you do, you'll only be condemning this planet to death." He raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist as he said "death" for added emphasis.

Feeling he'd said all that was necessary, he returned to digging the bullets from his leg, muttering under his breadth.

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Tahi bent down and pulled the knife that had cut Carlile. As she did, she whispered to him, "You are not free on this land."
She put her knife away and removed her foot from Carlile and walked back to Sarada, "And what is this mrtyu, this death, of which you speak of?" she climbed a nearby tree, now that she felt safe enough to scavenge. She cut off two of the young branches and a fair large leaves. She climbed back down and sat on the ground, "Mi ascaryacakita karu sakata nahi." she mumbled to herself. The young branches she took dripped thick white sap heavily. She left one on the ground for now with a leaf under it to catch the mess. With the other, she coated the back of another leaf with the gunk and put it onto Sarada's ankle. She continued to do this, covering Sarada's ankle in leaves.

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Carlile still hopping mad at the two standing before him & even more so at his current inability to hop"If your here to make friends fairy-boy I would really appreciate you releasing me of your fucking curse already!!!". He screams as he continues to thrash about unsuccessfully. After a few minutes of this he stops and analyzes his situation "So the bowbender wants us to keep our dicks out of the woods & the fairy-boy just wants to make friends. So fucking what!! Do I look like someone who gives a shit?! I just want to be somewhere & live for myself but does anyone give two shits for my grievances! Believe me when I tell you that's a big Fuck No!! Oh & I nearly forgot. Any motherfucking day you wanna release me would be fucking nice!!!!" He gives another violent flail. This time cutting the back of his head open. Not noticing his new wound he continues to glare contemptuously at his two new acquaintances.

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He pinched the bridge of his nose, not noticing that it left his face covered in blood, and sheathed the rectangular blade, releasing the spell. "Your ranting is shockingly accurate. I am in desperate need of allies, to have them be a friend would be divine." He grunted as he removed the last of the bullets and dropped it into the dirt. He spoke as he dug in his bag for bandages. "Still, this is quite unexpected. An Ent princess, and an independent Chimeran, chasing each other like cats and mice." He found them and wound the bandage around his leg. "It would be funny if it weren't so sad." He wound the bandages around the first bullet wound and muttered a small incantation. The bandages glowed blue and fell off as the light faded. His legs looked good as new. He found another bundle and tossed it to the Ent woman. "That should suffice for your reptilian friend." He walked over and pulled the pilot to his feet by the collar and dusted him off. "Now I must be off. World to save and such, I'm sure you understand. Well, probably not, but regardless." He turned to leave but hesitated, turning back around. "Unless of course you'd care to help?"

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When Atma turned around, Tahi threw the bandages at his face, "I do not need your magic! If you weren't so dependent on magic, you would know that these trees around us are trees of upacara ha, healing." She spat. She went on to digging at the tree's roots, taking a small portion and then reburied them. She fed the root to the injured reptile, then looked back at Atma, "But if what you say is true, then I must help for the good of my people. Besides, you are currently in the direction of Rakta. You go there and they find me missing, not very good end for you. If you would like to avoid trouble, you are in need of my assistance." Tahi smirked smartly, then waved off Carlile, "I do not care for what the Chimeran does. If he would like to, I could heal his wounds as well. As an apology for provoking him." Tahi turned back to Sarada, not even glancing at Carlile. She helped Sarada to rise and he did so with little pain. Though he was far from being able to carry any extra weight. Tahi then added something else, "However, if you agree to be in my company, you must follow my rules. Very simple, probably not pleasant."

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Carlile a little confused by the native woman's awful English & extremely thick accent turns to the Knight to make his opinion known "Personally I'm not the rescuing type. That's medics work"(doctors in Chimera are viewed as weak due to their position banning them from being drafted) "But I think you're gonna be kicking the hornets nest doing whatever it is you're trying to pull off. As an anarchist I simply cannot turn down the proposition of creating chaos. You should consider yourself lucky to have one of Chimera's most infamous saboteurs at your side but first would you kindly? Get my fucking mauler out of the ground!!!". Having stated his case, Carlile then walks over to the Ent to clarify his reasons for such a drastic & uncalled for decision "Just know that the only reason I'm doing this is because it's either this or go back to eating gruel & pissing motor oil for five years before dying of smog sickness"(pollution claims the lives of most Chimerans before the age of 45). "Your English sucks by the way". After his rantings Carlile faints from the hemorrhage in the back of his head(Chimerans are taught from an early age to ignore their health).

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He caught the bandages and stored them in his pack. "What you say is true. The Seraphin have grown much to dependent on magic. They will likely be the first to realize what's happening, if they can ever get their heads out of their asses anyway. I doubt they will." He chuckled at the pilot's boast and complied with his request, drawing the zweihander and touching the blades tip to the earth. His eyes glowed as the ground beneath the machine righted itself. "This is no hornet's nest. We're walking straight into the very depths of hell, kicking everyone there between the legs and laughing in their faces." He slung his bag back over his shoulder. "If you're after a little chaos, you'd best look somewhere else, because I'm after a lot. All of it, in fact." He blinked and watched as the pilot fell, unconscious, to the ground. "Maybe we should all rest up first..."

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Tahi began to use the second branch to cover two more leaves in sticky sap. After she had done so, she applied one to the back of Carlile's head (The sap will be troublesome to remove from his head later) and to his shoulder (and the sap will ruin that particular spot on his sweater). Tahi looked at Atma, "Yes, but we can not stay for long. Doubtless my father will soon begin searching for me." Tahi went to Sarada and helped him to lay back down. "While you are in the land of Ent, you may not use magic unless absolutely necessary." she said without looking at the knight, "If you truly wish to save all life, then you will respect the lives of our forests."

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Carlile starting to regain consciousness mumbles incoherent gibberish while his wound is mended with a few slurs thrown in of course. He continues mumbling as he recovers becoming more audible & less indecipherable as he progresses from semi-consciousness to completely alert. Within 15 minutes he's already speaking clearly & trying to stand "Well that's all well and......something or other......what happens now that....together...W-W-Who do we kill first?". Carlile loses his balance & falls on his, ass cussing angrily. This happens with amusing repetition until after about 10 minutes Carlile crawls over to his machine & props himself up against it. Once accomplishing this he moves himself to Meisha's side hatch, opens it, & reaches into the cockpit. He pulls out what looks like a canteen & pours the contents into his mouth. What comes out of the container is a muddy blackened remnant of what would've once been water (Clean water is a high luxury in Chimera that is coveted & horded by the higher classes). He ingests this slime as if were no feet at all & replaces his canteen "Much better!" (Though Chimerans lack magic they make up for it with sickening resilience & adaptability).

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He nodded to the Ent woman but frowned lightly. "I will do my best not to use magic. But understand that magic is my main form of offense and defense. I won't be able to fight as effectively as normal." He scratched his chin and adjusted his weapons. If he's not to use magic, they would slow him down. But if he's not to use them, he could place them across his back, allowing for more mobility. The armies of the Seraphin were nearly completely dependent upon magic, but Atma knew better than to depend to heavily on one thing. He'd trained his body to be able to react to any danger, to push itself to its limits and break those limits. The results of six years of that training were devastating.

He watched the recuperating pilot stumble over to his machine and drink what might have once been water, but was now... whatever that was. "First thing's first, you need to know what's going on. Can't really save the world if you don't know whats happening can you?"

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Tahi waved him off, "I do not care how efficient you are at fighting for I will only be worrying for my own life. If it comes to a point where we leave Ent, then you may use as much magic as you like." she said, then watched Carlile drink whatever was in that container. She had clean water to offer, but chose not to. After Atma had mentioned telling them what was going on, Tahi nodded at him, "Such knowledge would be helpful."

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"What do you two look so grossed out for? Sludge's good for ya. Puts hair on your chest"(Sludge is poorly filtered sewage boiled & recycled as drinking water). Carlile, always up for a good story sits down to hear what fairyboy has to say "Alright I'm interested. Speak your piece fairyboy". While he waits for Atma to begin Carlile pulls some dehydrated bread from his pocket & gnaws at the edges(bread is also a luxury in Chimera & is cherished by those fortunate enough to have it. Carlile has had that Piece for two months)