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Arceius Myradin
The Auroral Knight
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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Arceius
Description
Equipment
Arceius wears a special armor created for him by the order who trained him. When it's innate magic is activated it causes the peculiar Aurora like effect that earned him his title upon graduation. Not particularly strong, the armor is made of lightly tempered steel and it's true purpose is to augment, direct, and focus Arceius' various supernatural abilities.
The sword he wears on his back, Sky's Tear, was made for him by the insane Void Kissed warrior that brought Myradin into the struggle initially. It is pure carbon, bound by magic to make it stronger and denser than any normal sword, but is otherwise unremarkable. It has a large amount of sentimental value but bears no sign of use due to it's magical protections.
Arceius casts a form of magic that he brought with him from his old universe, Suune's Magic. Instead of forming his casting into specific pathways to produce more structured results, Arceius merely gathers energy from the Aether (an energy field that infuses space-time in Places that have been opened to magic) and flings it at people. While unsophisticated, this ability can be extremely versatile to those with sufficient ingenuity - though it is very limited in scope.
It is important to note that Arceius' magic barely effective against any being that has an aura and that his own aura protects him similarly. This is called Suune's Blessing and only alters the effects of Suune's magic. If the subject is sapient, sentient, or an object incredible importance (personal, cultural, or symbolic) it has an aura. Even seemingly overwhelming attacks against anything with an aura will product little to no result as long as the source of this damage came from Suune's Magic. It's incredibly inefficient and nearly impossible to kill or maim someone using this form of magic, and there is no way to go around it. Exceptions to this general rule include people incredibly adept at Suune's Magic (who are still bound by Suune's magic in their treatment of others) though you'd be hard pressed to harm them in any case, and people who have willingly opened themselves to the magic being used (however this only allows you to use what magic they expect you to use on them, if they open themselves up to allow you to heal them you cannot harm them with the magic instead: Suune's Blessing will still intervene).
Arceius' Basic Rotation Magic works as follows:
- Energy gathered from the Aether comes at a cost of Spirit (vital essence surrounding the soul, can be thought of as 'mana' for simplicity sake).
- Energy introduced into the Physical world must obey the Laws of Physics.
- Aether energy that is made into Physical energy (at the cost of spirit) is set into motion as one or more basics types of energy present in the physical universe (heat, light, momentum, exotic energies specific to the universe, etc).
- This energy can then be controlled initially, but once concentration is released acts according to the laws of physics alone.
- This energy can be enchanted to follow a simple pattern until it can no longer do so, at which point it acts according to the laws of physics alone.
History
Once a powerful warrior Arceius used his power to drive away a world destroying entity. While he tried putting his past of violence and bloodshed behind him Myradin tried to move on, but the call of his own brand of justice always draws him back. Arceius feels the the past is best left where it is, hoping for a new start in the new places he finds himself but he has three important remnants left over from his life in Shämuhl. The magic he uses, Suune's Magic; the imprisoned Zultheriel, Shadow of Tsevaresh locked away in his Mind; and the dangerous demonic infection known as Thessily, held in check for so long by powers from The Old World in Shämuhl.
So begins...
Arceius Myradin's Story
Arceius Myradin rocked slightly as the sword was pulled from his back. He turned around to find a small robot scanning it. 'Feh. Science.' Arceius thought to himself. The creature didn't seem to be doing it any harm though...
"Hey. Small metalic creature." Arceius said to LT-LE, calmly. "What are you doing with my sword? Didn't your mother ever teach you not to take other peoples toys?"
"Hey. Small metalic creature." Arceius said to LT-LE, calmly. "What are you doing with my sword? Didn't your mother ever teach you not to take other peoples toys?"
Arceius took the sword back from Light absent mindedly as he listened to Denzel go on about Pattern. It was definitely a drug of some sort, probably addictive. Arceius had had his run ins with addictive substances (fucking vampires) and he didn't want to go back down that route. "Why don't you peddle your drugs somewhere less reputable. Like a public waste site." He said harshly to Denzel. Turning away from him Arceius addressed Light.
"You are small. You are metallic. You are a creature. You satisfy all the criteria for being a 'small metallic creature.' How exactly did you do that... sword... arm thing?"
"You are small. You are metallic. You are a creature. You satisfy all the criteria for being a 'small metallic creature.' How exactly did you do that... sword... arm thing?"
Arceius nodded his head and grasped for his drink before remembering it was empty. Oddly enough, he found another one right next to it. This one was full though, so he fixed that. "Right... I think you're getting a bit to serious about this naming stuff Little Light Princess. Those were adjectives, or if I remember my high school English well enough they are... wait. You can understand me?" Arceius had never much bothered with the logistics of travel between realities, but one of those things was language. He naturally spoke in a language that resonated with reality itself, imparting meaning even though the words were not real. Here though he had no magic, so no way to speak that language. This drinking idea was becoming to seem like an even better idea than previously thought.
Arceius stared at the robot for several seconds. "I like you. You don't make any sense, but you don't even care. That makes a lot of sense though. Not the not caring, but the translator thing. So... you can just run around and copy just about anything? Where do you... get the raw materials and such for the transformations into other objects?" Arceius decided that this place was just weird enough for it, and reached over nonchelantly for a non-alchoholic beverage. He found one with his hand, checked for an owner, and then sipped it thoughtfully.
Arceius whistled appreciatively and shifted in his seat. "That. Is awesome. You're like a transformer. Only better. So... eh, what is your job? And why are you in a bar. You're a robot, you don't drink do you?"
"You can't mimick something without leaning something about it yourself. Do you think it possible you have adopted sentience for yourself?" Arceius wondered what other sort of things Little might have copied. Whether or not it was an able bar protector was certainly up in the air, but the real question of it was who would assign dangerous technology to a bar of all places to protect.
Arceius let that sink in for a moment. "So does this simulated set of emotions include a desire to be sentient. To actually be 'human?'"
"Oh yes, like free will and whatnot." Arceius said smirking. "Hmmm... I have something that might interest you. It's a magical substance that can change it's form in result to the owners thoughts. I bet you could make use of it, if you're interested."
'Inability to really accomplish anything in the long scheme of things? Ouch.' Arceius thought. "Well, I meant that eh... metaphorically. What I actually meant by my words was if you wanted to become sentient, in the same way a human is. I guess I should have realized a robot would take me seriously." Arceius thought his drink was empty, but when he looked down it was full. He didn't even have to reach for them now and they were there. This place was giving him a headache.
Arceius gestured to his two empty drinks. "I met this curious man in the forest who was searching for a woman who may or may not exist. He was very specific about that part. This woman that may or may not exist though is definitely on Terra. There were Orcs too. They had Gargoyles. I burried my armor in the woods, my magic doesn't work, and I needed a drink. So I'm here. Now... as to why I'm on this plane of existence... that's a bit tougher to explain."
Arceius Myradin stared after the odd little robot as it fled the strange bar that sat in the middle of a weird reality. He grabbed another strong drink. He anticipated needing a lot of these.
The setting changes from Gambit's Bar to The Arena
Arceius Myradin entered the arena curiously. Seeing the the armored centaur he shrugged his shoulders. "You looking for a fight?" He asked. After sleeping off his trip to the bar Arceius had some aggression to work out. First that weird little man in the forest, Patch and then that contradictory robot. Now his magic was back though, and he had a portal stored somewhere safe. Things were looking up.
Arceius drew his sword, armor rippling over his form and solidifying. Blue mist seeped from it and dissipated quickly giving the knight a ghostly appearance. He held his two handed sword lightly in a single hand easily.
Arceius set off at a sprint counter-clockwise along the arena wall. As he ran he gathered power from the nearby area. Unfortunately the arena was empty, but the surrounding areas has plenty of bright sparks for him to draw power from. As a quick test he threw a piece of Quicksilver at his enemy. It whistled and glimmered as it went, faster than a slingstone but only just.
The setting changes from The Arena to Forest Border
Arceius Myradin stood at the edge of the forest, seeming to tinker and prod at thin air. He was muttering to himself and shaking his head. Occasionally he would emit sparks from his fingers that would fall to the ground and go out.
Arceius turned at the sound of the boar approaching and reached for magic automatically. Using a quick current he threw up dirt and roots from the ground, sending the board crashing on it's snout. He used this distraction to move away - being sure not to intersect the area he had been examining earlier.
Not wishing to interfere with the hunter and it's prey Arceius was inclined to just leave, but if either of them disturbed his spellwork he'd have to start from scratch. Drawing up more of his magic he stepped to the side lashing out with energy as the boar rose to it's feet, tearing a light gash in the beasts tough hide.
Arceius threw a current of negative energy above the woman to slow her fall, and drew his sword; advancing on the boar. He called out to it and stomped his armored boots to draw it's attention, and when it whirled to face him he realized that it was probably a bad idea to sword fight a boar...
Thinking quickly Arceius threw his two handed sword directly at the boar, coasting it on a similar current of negative energy. The sword struck the boar high on the shoulder and rent a great wound down it's flank before tearing free and tumbling to the ground. The boar was, more or less, undeterred by this event and continued it's charge.