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Layden

"I hope wherever you are, dad, your proud of me."

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a character in “The New Mage Guild: The Onyx Nightstones”, as played by Sneakyrio

Description

Layden, Eighteen, Male, White Flash, Will be D Rank Onyx Nightstone Member


~ Physical Info ~


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{Appearance}
Layden stands at 5’11” and weighs in around 180 lbs. Layden’s body is incredibly toned from living his whole life in the wilderness and fighting every day to survive. He is not particularly bulky, nor do his muscles burst from his seems. They are form fitting and defined. He definitely has the build of a Martial Artist. His skin is tanned from spending every day outside. His hair is an off-white that is kept in a sort of messy spiky style that seems to have little direction behind it. He never really saw a need to do anything with it. His eyes are a deep forest green that hold a lot of pain for one so young.

He always wears the same attire. A short sleeve white and black hooded trench coat with gold trimming and designs. He wears nothing under the coat and always leaves it open, showing his bare chest. He wears dark navy blue pants with gold trimming complimented by black boots with real gold in them. Layden also sports a pair of black and gold fingerless gloves.

Layden states that his greatest treasure is the large gold medallion he uses as a belt buckle. It is obviously ancient and has an ancient depiction of a dragon on it. He states it was his fathers final gift to him.


{Tattoo}
It will be located on his right forearm in a stark white.

~ Mentality ~

{Personality}
Layden has been hurt in his life. Hurt bad. He is very withdrawn and doesn’t really enjoy talking to people. He never particularly scowls or is out right mean to people, he simply prefers to be alone. It is very hard for him to trust people and will often treat people with suspicion. He can be a little harsh at times and a little inhuman at others. If you were to describe him, he sort of acts like a wounded animal. Very defensive , untrusting


.and afraid. It’s hard to tell from his outer shell, but inside he’s really just a scared little boy, crying for his daddy.

If you had somehow earned his trust and broken through all the layers of defenses built over the years of his life, you would find an incredibly kind and sensitive guy. Layden cares many living things, especially life. He believes all life is sacred, even down to a small flower or bug. He has a profound sense of compassion and detests people who try to dominate others or hurt others in any way. Even from behind his defenses, he will stand up for a stranger and die for them if he felt it was right. No second thoughts, no last regrets.

The thing you really ought to see, if you manage to befriend him, is his smile. It’s like a burst of warm sunlight on a moonless night. A Beacon.[/center]

{Likes} {Dislikes}
o Anima, his father People who disregard others as lesser beingsx
o Life Death of any kindx
o Plants Being Vulnerablex
o Animals
o Being a Shield for Others
oThe smell of freshly fallen snow

{Quirks} {Phobias}
% Tends to growl and hiss exactly like a Dragon at people or situations he doesn't like. Fear1 @Being Vulnerable
%Tends to glow when embarrassed. Being Alone Forever@


~ Ability Statistics ~

{Magic-Types}
Dragon-Slayer Magic: An ancient form of magic created during The Dragon Wars. The Dragons that fought on the side of humanity taught them their magic in order for them to do battle with evil dragons who wanted to enslave mankind. The user essentially becomes part dragon themselves. Obtaining increased senses, incredible strength, a massive endurance and durability and the ability of an element. All Dragon Slayers are immune to their respective elements and imbibe them in order to gain strength or heal themselves. Layden’s element is Light, also known as White Dragon Slayer magic. Layden can consume light, darkening an area he has fed off of. His magic is almost purely offensive, having very little defensive techniques.

{Signature Spell}
White Dragon Flash - : His namesake attack, Layden emits an incredibly bright white light from his body very briefly. When the light dies down, he is gone. What he does is he briefly alters his body to move at near light speed in a quick short burst. He is not able to sustain this form but for maybe 2 seconds. But, he can use it in succession. It gives him the appearance of being able to teleport around the battlefield, but in fact he is simply moving at incredible speeds. He uses this in conjuction with his advanced hand to hand fighting style to take down his opponents.

{Spell List}
~White Dragon Roar: The one common ability among every Dragon Slayer, the Roar attack. Layden breathes in, then releases an incredibly focused beam of pure white light from his mouth. The attack is absolutely devastating.

~White Dragon Claw: Layden covers his hand or both of his hands in pure white light and attacks his enemies with it, often slashing or punching them.

~White Dragon Talon: Layden coats his feet in white light and attacks with rapid kicks. Often used in conjunction with his White Dragon Claw technique.

~White Dragon Tail: Layden coats his leg in pure white light, he then raises it into the sky, then brings it down with a tremendous amount of force. When it hit’s the ground, it releases a slash like wave of white light at his opponent.

~White Dragon Wings: Layden leaps into the air, crossing both arms in an X shape in front of him. He gathers a large ball of white light in each hand, then quickly opens his arms and releasing the light. Resulting in a giant white X to fly at the opponent.

~White Dragon Gun: Layden forms his hand to look like a gun and gathers white light at the tip of it. He then fires off a quick concentrated light bullet at his opponent. He also has a rapid fire and dual wielding version of this.

~White Dragon Egg: He creates a large egg shaped mass of white light in his hand about the size of a football. He has two separate attacks with this technique. The basic one is he simply throws it at his opponent and it detonates on contact in a massive light explosion that sounds like a dragons roar. The second one is he shoots them randomly into the ground over the duration of a fight. Then, when his opponent is in the perfect position, he causes all of his eggs to “Hatch” at the same time. Causing a massive explosion that usually leaves a rather impressive crater.

~White Dragon Dance: Layden’s body starts to emit a white light of a low spectrum. You can still see him, he seems to just begin to glow. Every time he moves, he seems to leave an after image of himself. This is meant to confuse and disorient his opponent, never knowing which one of the 7 arms is actually going to land the punch. He uses this technique often in accordance with his Dragon style and White Dragon Flash techniques.

~White Dragon Beacon: Layden gathers all of the light he can into his body, causing him to become a pure white being. He then release this energy straight up and in a 35ft. radius around him. It’s power is overwhelming.


{Non-magic Skills}
#Martial Artist: Layden and his father Anima, The White Dragon, developed a fighting style based on the movements of how Dragon’s fight physically. So his physical attacks are reminiscent of a how a dragon attacks with it s claws fangs and tail, but instead using his arms and legs, seeing as he has no claws, fangs or tail. It is a very fluid yet powerful fight style.

# Tracker: Layden’s Dragon Slayer powers give him inhuman senses of smell, sight and hearing. He is able to identify different scents and even able to follow them over very long distances. If he has met someone before or has an article of their clothing, he can find them, period.

# Singer: Through his lessons of history with his father, he found when he sang the ancient hymns, that he sang them rather beautifully. Well, Layden never thought he could sing that well, Anima stated that he did and wished he would sing for him often. Layden doesn’t really like to sing for people he doesn’t know, it embarrasses him.



~ Personal Background ~

{Biography}
There is a place spoken in rumor throughout the world. It is called the Garden of Aethyra. It is a place of True Magic. A place of life, hope, renewal.......of Light. It is a place where no human has ever set foot. Except one. The first human to see it was a little wide eyed babe carried there in a Dragon's claw. This Dragon, who was called Anima the White Dragon, was the guardian of this sacred place. Though he had taken a solemn oath never to allow a human to set foot within the Garden, his heart could not ignore the cries of a lonely child. A child that had been cast aside within a hollow tree. Anima took this baby in and decided to raise him as his son. He taught him how to read and right. He taught him how to hunt and find out which plants were safe and which were poisonous. He taught him magic to defend himself. But, most importantly, he taught him what magic meant and what he was supposed to do with it.

Layden and Anima were as close as any father and son, probably closer. Anima called him son and Layden called him father. They were both very happy. They would figure things together, make things together, stare at the stars and scare the squirrels. It was a blessed life.

That is, when Layden came back from the spring they drank from with fresh water, Anima was gone. Layden waited for him. He waited four years in the Garden for Anima to return......all alone. He ended up developing even more animal like tendencies and and retreated into the mind of a beast for a time.

One day, he came across some men with weapons attacking a group of people on a carriage. He had accidentally left the Garden and entered the Wood in which it was hidden in. It was the first time he saw another human in his entire life. He was 17 years old. He used his skills to save the people from the bandits and they thanked him in gold. Anima had a great treasure so he knew what gold was. Meeting thses people sparked in him what he had forgotten, all of the lesson Anima had taught him. He found out how this world worked and how to belong in it. He ran as quickly as he could back tot he Garden and dressed himself in the clothes Anima had made for him for his original departure day. Layden decided today was that day. He left the Garden and into the world.

He made a name for himself as a Lone Mage, doing odd jobs for people to every town he went to. whether it was fighting off monsters or helping to build homes. It was then when he met a man. He met him in a tavern. Said tavern owners and patrons were being harassed by some deserters posing as Royal soldiers. Layden fought them when they carelessly knocked aside a small girl. After the fight had ended, the man came up to him and stated, "IF ya ever need a place to fight and get drunk, your welcome at Onyx Nightstone." At first, Layden declined the invitation, preferring to be alone. After about 2 months, he started to think about what Anima woulod want for him. He would want him to be with his kind and maybe find a new family. He would want him to be happy. Besides, perhaps there would be someone at this guild who could help him find his father.

He is now on his way to Mizore, following the man's intense alcohol ridden stench all the way to the isolated yet bustling town. He intends to join the Guild and hopefully find something he's been looking for for 5 years.

So begins...

Layden's Story

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What the hell have a gotten myself into?

Layden sat in the corner of his tent on the ground, sitting in a semi-crouched animal like position. He was sifting his hand through the dirt that had been hidden by the snow of this land for near all of it's life. He thought about how he had gotten into the tent with this black haired man who was to be his 'partner'. He had came into town and found the man who called himself Dominus rather easily, due to his strong odor, and declared that he was ready to accept his invitation. After about after near an hour of taking belligerent comments and try stoke the man's memory, the Guildmaster seemed to have remembered him. HE was then immediately swept up by the larger man, who seemed to have a great deal more strength than his body suggested and was brought to a woman with a clipboard where his name was jotted down next to several other. Layden was then near thrown into this tent, though others seemed to enter with their own volition. As if, this man knew he needed that push in order for him to stay. But......why was he here.

He had spent the past few minutes taking in the new sights, sounds and smells of this new place, Mizore. From what he had heard so far, it was too noisy. From what he had seen so far, it was too bustling and active for his tastes. The smell however..........

The scent of a creature or being or place is the truest of all of it's existence. though he had found many try to cover their own up with perfumes or colognes or even herbs from the wood, they cannot rid themselves of their true scent. And this place.....

It smelled of rich oak. It smelled of roaring fires. It smelled of freshly brewed alcohol. Of mashed herbs and succulent meat. Of scrapped knees and wiped tears. Of.....freshly fallen snow. Of Light......of Life. It was not his old home........but it very well could become his knew one.

At that thought, Layden looked over to his darker counterpart that was supposed to engage in some kind of contest together. He had heard speak of some kind of tournament between fledgling members of this Guild that he wasn't sure if he joined yet. He looked to him and looked as if he was about to speak...but then lowered his hooded head.

He was scared. He didn't know what was ging on and he still missed the familiarity of the Garden. But, the scent of Mizore gave him hope, which Anima taught him to treasure and hold dear among all things. Though......there was one scent that both confused him and intrigued him. Something almost......familar yet foreign at the same time. Like......an amber ale instead of a stout.

Layden looked to his partner once again and this time decided to speak. "Layden.........I'm Layden." He then looked away tot he tent wall. "Who are you?"

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Evan closed his eyes as he waited patiently. What was he waiting for? The tournament. It decided who got to go on a high-ranking mission and allowed the winner to be known in the guild. Being Evan, he wanted to go. He wanted to do something exciting instead of being bound to an ordinary job. It's partically why he joined the guild called the Onyx Nightstones. That other part consisted of looking for his sister and training his Lunatic Eyes.

"Layden....." A voice interupted his deep thought. "Who are you?" The voice spoke again. Evan turned to the person across the tent. The newcomer's attire consisted of a hooded, short-sleeve black and white cloak, navy-blue pants, black gloves, and a belt. The cloak was open in the middle to reveal the man's bare chest, and the man's face was concealed by the hood.

Despite his appearance, Evan wasn't one to try to be alone too much. No, he liked to have friends, be with someone he liked. Evan smiled slightly. He didn't want to seem crazy because there's a tourament coming up, and there's a guy who's wearing an idiotic smile on his face. "Oh... Hi. My name's Evan. Nice to meet you, Layden."