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Chael Walcott

"I like a man who grins as the blood leaks through his lips."

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a character in “The Magic Hunters of Valderia”, as played by Vexilous

Description

"I like a man who grins as the blood leaks through his lips."

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Name: Chael Walcott
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Race: Human (Teker)

Physical Description: Chael is average height for a Teker, standing at 5'11" with a slim, toned physique. His black hair falls just past his neck, and, when not done in a short ponytail, lies lazily wherever it falls, covering his forehead, ears and sometimes framing his face. Said face bears a small collection of scars, one small one just above his right eye, under his eyebrow, one arcoss the bridge of his nose, and another smaller one just below the mole under his eye on his left cheek. Perhaps Chael's most, or least striking feature depending on who you ask, are his odd dull yellow eyes, which have been compared to dead daffodils, a puddle of troll urine, or the calmness of a wolf's gaze just before he claims his prey.

Clothing-wise, Chael bares himself in somewhat presentable clothing, and can often be seen wearing a pair of brown or black flat-front slacks, a white collared button-up shirt with the sleeves haphazardly rolled up, sometimes including a tattered crimson tie, and a brown button-down dress vest with gold accents.

Skin color: Toasted marshmallow
Hair color: Smoky black
Eye Color: Dull yellow

Occupation: Magic Hunter under the employment of the GMHO

Bio: Though Chael likes to keep his past under wraps for the most part, he was born in the Teker city-state of Ulteris, but relocated to the famous Teker marvel that is the floating city of Strelenka. With no family or friends, Chael grew up on the streets, and like most who do, turned to a life of crime at an early age. Chael however, unlike most, was exceptionally good at it, and by the time he was in his teens, he found himself running a small gang of theives and hoodlums. They would commit small heists, steal from factories, mug unsuspecting passers by and other undesirable activities. That is, until they caught the attention of the local Law Enforcement and DA. They put the run on Chael and his gang, and the young Teker had thought himself all but finished until one day, a mysterious and striking man appeared to Chael. He told the boy his name was Gabriel Caldwell, and that he represent the GMHO. He proceeded to inform Chael that he could offer him and all the others a government pardon and steady employment if they were to come with him and put their skills to use as magic hunters. Needless to say, Chael saw his chance to leave the slums and took it along with most of the others, and the rest as they say, is history.

Hometown: Ulteris, though he grew up mostly in Strelenka
Home country: Ulteris

Personality: Chael's personality is... Ragged to say the least. He is cocky, arrogant and sarcastic, but good-natured, and deep down he's really a big softie, and a bit of a romantic. He tends to accidently insult people, a trait he retains from his time as a street child, where calling someone an obscene name or giving them an obscene gesture was like saying hello.

Likes:
*Fighting
*Oranges
*Money

Dislikes:
~Goblins
~Swimming/Getting Wet
~Law Enforcement

Skills and Abilities
#Athletics & Acrobatics
#Stealth
#Street smarts
#Survival Skills
#Aim

Equipment & Weapons:
($)Six-shot revolver
($)Short Sword

Magic: Chael does not use magic.

So begins...

Chael Walcott's Story

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#, as written by Legate
Valar could only watch, stunned as the scene unfolded before him. He had never before seen such use of magic, so much and so potent. However as soon as the mages vanished he realized that the cultists were still there and they were butchering civilians. He got up on the fountain.

"ALRIGH! LISTEN UP! Those of you with medical expertise or healing power stay by the fountain we'll set up a casualty collection point right here. MARKSMEN! Get some height. You can take out targets and call out points of contact to everyone else. EVERYONE ELSE! Pair up, if you can't fight, find someone who can, or stay here and help the wounded. This is not a drill, lets get it right the first time."

People seemed to snap out of their daze and started to jump to what he told them. He stabbed his finger at the girl with the red scar f and her friend because they seemed to be the only two with rifles. "You two, sharpshooters? With me." He said and started moving towards the tower of a nearby tower. "One of you up there, point and call the shots." Myself and the other will be down on the rooves relaying that to the other parties."

He moved off to his own rooftops. Squeezing off shots as he ran. All of a sudden he was blindsided by a huge hit. He rolled losing his rifle and wound up with a cultist on top of him. They rolled through the street Valar holding a knife away from his face while the slavering cultist tried to plunge it into his eye. He snapped the cultists arm out to the side and headbutted him breaking his nose. After that the cultists insane strength seemed to ebb and Valar picked him up and threw him against a post breaking his spine. What the hell was that?! No way a cultist that small should have been able to over power him, they had the strength of 3 men having been empowered from the magi's.

He got onto his roof and started directing the magic hunters to target clusters.

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Character Portrait: Fea Rainglore Character Portrait: Seraphina Celosia Character Portrait: Thomas Aefenleoht Character Portrait: Kai Ember Character Portrait: Maleki Character Portrait: Adris Dasul Character Portrait: Valar Karackson Character Portrait: Elant Weisand Character Portrait: Lucious Marder Character Portrait: Spotface Character Portrait: Kiska Character Portrait: Hugo Tyrus Character Portrait: VPS-GWF3: Gainsboro Twelve Character Portrait: Chael Walcott Character Portrait: Morgan Taylor Character Portrait: Lysandra Tyaelly Character Portrait: Heryth Character Portrait: Alumaruk Ugak
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After giving a bit more of thoughts, Adris had enough about the GMHO. From what he heard and from what he thought, he wasn’t quite convinced to give into a suicidal activity. Besides, he already had something to occupy himself. His job won’t do it itself. Despite that, he decided to enjoy more of the summer solstice festival. He did enjoy it so far; the scent, the colors, the joy in the air and all made his somewhat happy.

He would walk down the streets a bit blindly, but with a small smile on his face. When he found himself down to a plaza. He saw a fountain and walked up to it. He cupped his hand into the water, and bring it close to his face. He needed to hydrate himself after all. Once he threw his head back from this, he heard screams of terror. He looked around as the people looked all at the same direction and pointed up. He did the same. He could no feel the blast of chilled air and the three dark purple pillars of light. He didn’t like this at all.

He turned to the civilians: “Run away! For Sele’s sake, Run!” The civilians look at him in terror first, completely frozen, but it is when he pulled out his gun that they started to run away. Adris sighed, looking back at the spires, then the fountain. He knew something wasn’t right. However, he waited for a bit, making sure it wasn’t just a show the solstice put up.

His confirmation came when some people got out of the streets and some cultist went to feed on them. Adris’ eyes widened a bit, but stayed calm. He looked up at the fountain and bit his lips. He then draw his gun to the cultist and in a swift movement he would press on the trigger, a bullet went direction into the cultist’s head. The mother of the group looked terrified to the deaths of her husband as she held her children close. Adris noticed her to move away, which she did.

Once it was clear, he would bring back his attention to the water. He rose his hands from it. “May my actions won’t be looked upon.” He soon gathered all the water into a giant mass of water. It almost covered all the plaza. He let out a scream of pain as it was hard to keep it in control. He soon threw it towards the spires, which in consequence made waves into the streets. He hoped that his actions would wipe any or those creatures out of the place, and eventually die of drowning. He felt lighter and tired. He reached for his water bottle, which he drank from it. He wasn’t sure what his attack caused for damage.

Afterward, he decided to see if there anybody left around. He started to walk fast since it is the most he could do now. He still heard screams of terror and pain in which helped him to know where they might be. He soon gave up and climbed on some boxes, which stacked to a roof top. From there he would take one of his gun and aim down towards the mass of noise. His vision was a bit blurred and his aim wasn’t very good. Despite that, he still took the risk as he shoot towards the mass of cultist, noticing that he wasn’t sure if any of his shoots reached them. After he emptied his magazines, he would fall unconscious there with his exhaustion finally reaching him.