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Asher Lucian

"Long ago... this Home was made for peace and freedom... As of now, we are only given illusions of them.

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a character in “Home”, as played by Asher MstrImmortalis

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Asher Lucian
"A long time ago, this land was founded by our species so we may live in freedom and in peace. However, in this reign of secret terror, we are only given illusions of those two necessities. The dungeons are just physical representations of what we are all living in at this moment."

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Appears to be: 18
Actual Age: 275
Race: Wizard
Gender: Male
Brief History: There was once a small village made up entirely of wizards. In this village was the little Asher, who was born to be a wizard. A normal family, a normal life (for a wizard), a normal everything. He had no reason to rebel, that is until one confrontation set it all off. You see, the village knew better than to fully give in to this new rule. Rather, they were a bit suspicious about the new king, Cain. All they heard were findings of gold or certain farmers hiding a few crops for no reason whatsoever. Well, all that made the village a bit tense- okay, that's an under-exaggeration. There was only peace until one confrontation ticked it all off.
Some wizard was too paranoid. Burn all the crops if one was imperfect? A step out of line is a step into a cell? What is this? Eventually, the wizard was so paranoid that, one day, the guy killed a Soldier. The result was him being executed, which further caused the whole village to rebel. Asher was kept out of the way, as with the other children at the time. However, that didn't mean Asher didn't see what happened to his village. It was all burned down to the ground, and the one to blame was obviously the leader of the soldiers, King Cain.
Asher managed to escape the burning village alive and well, but now he is traumatized by the experience. There was also a burning hatred in his heart after losing all his loved ones, and Asher made sure that one day, the king would get his just desserts. The wizard would find himself in the care of an elderly wizard, and Asher would train his powers to defeat the king.
(At the time of this roleplay,) Asher is well into his training, being one to be stronger than most wizards. However, he still needs more. Currently, however, Asher is in the care of himself, as the elder had died. Asher forces himself to work himself everyday in a house in the middle of a forest, one hidden from the king's eyes. Every week Asher would go to the village and feign to be a normal citizen, but inside, Asher is plotting the right moment to turn one of these excursions into a revolt, then a revolution.

Personality:
"..."
Asher is surprisingly calm, even in the most horrifying situations. His eyes wander everywhere, taking in everything. Once satisfied, they'd look upon a certain object, usually one of the greatest of least amount of interest to anyone else. He calculates everything, or at least, tries to. Asher's greatest weapon of all in battle is strategy, as he can see the weak points and faults of an enemy thanks to his magic. Also, Asher has photographic memory, which is useful in case a certain situation arises that requires it. Asher is mentally strong except for a few vulnerable points, and Asher usually doesn't give up on something.
Outside of battle, Asher is usually nonchalant as well as being patient. He doesn't give a damn about petty things, and Asher also doesn't give out his emotions so easily. Asher is mostly seen with an indifferent face, and he doesn't show any emotion at all to strangers. Only when you are actually close does he show his true side.
His true side is basically a normal person who had lost everything. Asher is in need of mental support, and he's also in need of being with someone. He longs to love, and isn't afraid to do so. It's just that he fears that a scenario, similar to Samson and Delilah would happen. Then again, it may not. It all depends on who fate throws at him.
Asher is also not very knowledgeable to doing certain things. All he knows is the training he had done, as well as many things he retained from his childhood. Asher is socially awkward with people, making him a bit secretly shy- especially to people who see it through. Of course, you'd have to notice this when Asher is coldly telling you to fuck off.

Weapons and Equipment
"You want to look at my stuff? No."
Frigid Inferno: A magical sword with a blade that must be made by Asher's magic. The blade is made of ice with lava flowing through it.
Firestorm: A curved sword that is made through blacksmithing and magically-enchanted flames. Asher is able to create more powerful fire spells by wielding this sword.
Arctic Blade: A straight sword, the metal being cooled off in magically-enchanted water. With this blade, Asher is able to create more powerful ice spells.
Sheath: A normal sheath that's magically enhanced to withstand stronger attacks, ones that would break even the toughest of metal. Asher has three of them, 1 for each sword. Asher can wield this in conjunction with a sword in a sword-sheath combination for both defense and offense.
Elemental Tags: Due to Asher's magic, they can be multiplied an infinite number of times. There are two kinds, one detonates and creates white flames, while the other freezes the surrounding area.
Dark Green Hooded Cloak: An old cloak that has a few rips and tears on it. It's covered with dust, but the original color is still visible in a somewhat darker shade. This cloak was left behind by the wizard that took Asher in, and Asher holds it close to him. It's magically enhanced by the wizard so the wearer can store items in it- more than what anyone can assume at first glance.

Flaws:
"Please... That would be dumb to tell you them."
-Asher is love-shy (meaning that while he is searching for love, he's practically afraid to advance in a relationship).
-Asher isn't very sociable. He has little to no skills in the social area.
-Around women (particularly the attractive ones) Asher usually messes up in his movements and speaking. His concentration is easily broken, and Asher is also easily seduced.
-In battle, if there are civilians, Asher tries to get the battle away from them. If not, then protect the civilians even if it means taking the its.


Talents:
"My strong points? I'm not one to reveal them so easily... Maybe in a fight, yes."
+Asher is an expert at swordsmanship. His work with the sword is as deadly as his magic.
+Speaking of magic, Asher mastered fire and ice spells.
+Asher can remain calm in the worst situations.
+Asher has a photographic memory as well as a pair of good eyes that can see the weak points of something easily.
+Asher is able to strategize mid-battle and think on his feet.


About the Corruption of the King:
"Sometimes I wonder... How the hell did we get him as king?"
Asher is completely aware of the king's corruption. The caves have dug deep within the earth in search of gold. Farmers hid a few crops to save millions more. Asher is practically sickened by the fact that everyone must follow the king's orders or it's to the dungeon. You don't even have the right to voice your own opinions out.

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[url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JIFsnk_jCTY]Theme Song ~ From Shadows by Jeff Williams (Appeared in RWBY: Black Trailer)
From shadows[/url]
we'll descend upon the world
take back what you stole
from shadows
we'll reclaim our destiny
set our future free
and we'll rise
and we'll rise

above the darkness and the shame
above the torture and the pain
above the ridicule and hate
above the binding of our fate

born with no life
into subjugation
treated like a worthless animal
stripped of all rights
just a lesser being
crushed by cruel ruthless human rule

when it started
all we wanted was a chance to live our lives
now in darkness
taking everything we want and we will rise
we'll rise
we'll rise

So begins...

Asher Lucian's Story

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Eyes darted from word to word. Every word seen by his eyes were taken in to solve a piece of a puzzle known as a sentence, and that sentence would show Asher how to cast certain spells. It was against the law to be practicing magic. In some cases, people were imprisoned for reading books about magic. Heh. Woo, look at me. I'm breaking the law already. Asher mentally chuckled.

As the sun began to rise, Asher felt that someone had entered the woods and nearly found his house. Sighing, the Wizard stood up and closed the book in one hand, placing it on the ancient bookshelf. The guy took his old, threadbare cloak and exited the house, careful to cast quite a few protection spells and traps in case someone else finds his house. You can never be too cautious, as the old man would say. Asher thought.

The Wizard walked through the woods, enjoying the peace and quiet that he had grown used to for a long time. At one point, he was tempted to go mute to help with the silence and tranquility, but that would've been useless anyhow. Of course, all that he had enjoyed was broken when Asher started to hear yelling and shouting. At first, it was about the cold winds, then something in frustration. "Give me back my clothes!" He heard clearly as he approached the source of the noise.

What the hell... What's going on over there? Asher thought as he curiously yet cautiously jogged to the river. The most noticeable feature when he looked to his right (which would be down the stream) would've been a man. Not just any man, but a... Why is he naked? Asher recoiled a bit in disgust, but then he realized a possible answer. The stranger took a bath in the river. Shaking his head, Asher brought out a spare cloak (and his master said he didn't need one) as he got out the river and approached the man from the side. "Hey!" Asher called out. "You need some clothes?" Asher held out the large hooded cloak that used to belong to no one. It was a spare one that he kept around the house in case the old one was lost or ripped (but in Asher's case, just lost as he never wants to stop using something that could still be used). "Here. Take it and wrap it around yourself. A cloak is better than walking around butt naked."

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Gideon's head snapped up in alarm at the voice shouting for his attention. He saw a silver haired man manoeuvre across the stream and approach him from the side, he was asking "You need some clothes?" Gideon raised a brow at the question and he bit back a sarcastic remark when he saw that he was being offered some clothes. The goose bumps on his skin made him shudder as another slice of wind rushed passed them.

He was holding what appeared to be a long cloak, that promised all kinds of warmth. Gideon gave the man what he hoped was a smile rather than a grimace from the cold when the other man said "Here. Take it and wrap it around yourself. A cloak is better than walking around buck naked."
Gideon couldn't help but snort a little and he reached over and took the cloak and as he wrapped it around himself "Many thanks." Gideon wrapped himself tight into the cloak and said "Hope I didn't blind you." he sighed a little after his lame joke and ran a hand through his damp brown hair. He gave the man a look and then held out his hand "I'm Gideon... Thanks again for the cloak. I don't suppose you have anything I can do to repay you? I don't like to have unpaid debts."[/b] he said.

He took the time to give the man a once over and he wondered what on earth someone was doing out here, unless of course they too had been banished by Cain. He wondered if others had suffered that same fate.

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"Many thanks. Hope I didn't blind you. I'm Gideon... Thanks again for the cloak. I don't suppose you have anything I can do to repay you? I don't like to have unpaid debts." The stranger said as he wrapped himself with the cloak. Asher closed his eyes for a few moments, thinking of the possibilities of what to say to the stranger. "Hm..." Then, an idea sprung up in his mind of his. The books. Yeah... they're all messed up. I think he can help me organize them. Asher thought.

"Well, I do have ONE idea." Asher started. "You can help me organize some of my books..." Asher made a slight smile. Some? No. Make that a god-damn lot. Asher laughed inside his mind, hoping to see the look on this guy's face when he sees the mess.

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Character Portrait: Cain Argall Character Portrait: Alys Bennett Character Portrait: Alladel Bridges Character Portrait: Amia Hananae Character Portrait: Asher Lucian Character Portrait: Gideon Fitz

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Gideon raised a brow at the man and he shrugged, "Well if that's all you need..." He held out a hand that was winkled from the water. "I'm Gideon. Thank you for this cloak." He offered him a crooked smile. Once he had shaken the man's hand he let a hand run down one of his arms appreciating the fabric. He smiled thinking of another cloak that had been given to him by his dear Kate.

His thoughts turned sad and he pushed them away. He let out a low breath and then gestured. "Lead the way." He took a step and followed after him. He wondered for a moment why his hair was so silver and let the obvious answer pop into his head. "Magic." He mumbled under his breath and he wiggled his fingers for a moment feeling the earth move a little under his feet as the metals formed together. What a great power we have. He thought to himself as he let the metals disperse and move back to their original place.

They headed on over to the house where there was sorting to be done.


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Aly's was just about to give the rude little girl when suddenly her fellow soldier started to scream. He began to flail about uselessly letting go of the girl. Aly's made a grab for her but she missed and was rewarded with a sarcastic salute and then the girl was gone. She growled softly and narrowed her eyes after the black hair that leapt through the window. She took a step after her but Aidan grabbed her leg and made her trip.
"Damnit Aidan." she gave him a swift kick to the face which only made him cry more, but nevertheless he let go of her. Aly's gave him one look back and then ran after the girl and looked out the window. But it was no use. She hit the marble walls and let out a cry of frustration. Needing a walk to let off steam she headed on out of the castle leaving Aidan where he was crying in a little heap. He was a mess but she couldn't care less.

As she walked across the bridge that led to the great hall she came upon a man.. or a woman. Either way she knew him as a musician who played at the balls often. She lifted a hand in greeting and wondered what he was doing there. She then remembered that there was a ball coming up and she stopped in front of him and presented him with an incredibly practiced smile. "Well hello" She was still angry from before but perhaps she might find a fault in this man and be able to take him away, and so she smiled at him ever so sweetly and said "Come to pick up music for the ball then? King Cain has been picking songs all day." She told him.

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She was blushing at him and Cain thought her ever so wonderful. She was a flower among thorns. When she accepted the rose from him and slipped it into her hair he thought her quite fetching and once again had to kiss her hand.
"My dear... it is you that does me a great honour." He nodded when she agreed to tend the ball, of course she would, everyone had to come, he made a law making sure of this. She requested a song and he snapped his fingers. A vine crept up to the desk and took hold of a quill and added the song to his set list.

She walked past him and straightened the chair he had knocked over in his haste, she sat down and her skirts fanned out around her feet. He leaned back against the table and placed a hand upon a vine that came creeping up to meet him. As if it were a pet he gave it a few affectionate pats. She promised him her friends would attend and he smiled thinking to himself that perhaps he would invite them all to his quarters after the party. [b]"I like the name Rhea. That sounds like an obedient name. She sounds... perfect."
Secretly he hoped for a slip up. The evening was never any fun without any screams. "I was thinking perhaps a summer theme. We could use a little brightness and beauty." He said softly, he was looking at her but it seemed as if he were deep in thought.

He smiled back at her and then straightened [b]"Well, we've got things to do. I will see you at dinner tonight. You are invited to bring your lovely friend Rhea if you like." He offered. He went to kiss her hand again,