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Post your character profiles here so that you can edit them at any time! This thread will also serve as an informational source for other RPers who are involved in roleplay with your character or are perhaps looking for a character that would get along with their own.

If you have more than one character, please put them all in ONE post. Use a different color when the new character info starts. You may include any relevant information. If pictures are large and stretch the page, please link to them. Only post ONE picture. Additional pictures must be *linked* to.

Feel free to add on to the profile form that was used to register. Be as detailed or as brief as you would like. Also, this should go without saying but... Do NOT under any circumstances have your character magically know all of the things you have OOCly read about another character at Windsor on this OOC profile thread. That's just crappy RPing.

So please, no, "Oh wow. You look sad. I bet your mom died in a freak fire in your hometown of Blahblahblah, leaving you alone with your three younger sisters." And one mistake that even good RPers make is not introducing themselves! You can't call a student or teacher by their name without learning it ICly first.

Without further ado, here are the characters of the Windsor Academy!

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Character name: Mackenzie Danaan
Race: Elven
Age: 16
Appearance: Mackenzie is unusually short for an elf, only 5'4" due to malnutrition. Her fine black hair falls to her waist when unbound, though she usually wears it in a bun atop her head. Her slanted eyes that once were black are now a misty gray.
History: Mackenzie was exchanged at birth for a human child. Then raised by the humans who believed her to be their child until the village drove her out at the age of 7, when her heritage became unignorable. As an excuse for their behavior the village blamed her for a famine. In the process of driving her out, the local hedge witch threw an illegal substance into Mackenzie's eyes that completely deadened the optic nerve. Manageing to function through her other senses, she was taken in by a slightly older girl. Raelin lived a nomadic lifestyle going where her various jobs took her and applying whatever skills she had to earn money. When Mackenzie was fifteen they started taking jobs back in the direction of Wales and Windsor Academy. Originally they applied together and were accepted, however within the first week Raelin discovered that she couldn't live with the concept of being controlled and stationary. So Rae left Mack at the school with promises to return for her come summer break.
Abilities: Affinity to nature as usual to elves. Also she has heightened senses even beyond elven standards due to compensation for blindness. Also control over wind, to be developed later.
Dorm: G/1/A
Electives: Elemental magic and Ancient Runes/magic



username: Wolfiso
Character name: Heather McDervish
Race: Dwarf
Age: 40ish ;D
Appearance: Somewhere around 4' in height and solidly built. Her ruddy brown hair is streaked liberally with silver and usually kept in a servicable bun or french braided crown. Her eyes are a grayish green with a score of crows feet from squinting into cookfires. Other assorted wrinkles ornament her face from years of worrying over students who are too skinny to be eating properly. She usually wears a faded peasent blouse with the sleeves rolled up, sturdy skirt, and a scorched and befloured apron with somewhere around six or seven pockets depending on when she last did her mending. Gruff almost raspy voice from yelling orders around the kitchen.
History: Heather began life as a scullery maid in the royal household. Somewhere around the age of 11 she heard the story of the prince who ran away to found a school. Three years later she precociously packed up her belongings, tracked him down, and applyed for employment. Her magical skills, although not enough to need more than a few lessons of tutoring have made her sympathetic to the students and the schools cause. She's been working here ever since.
Abilities: Light empathy that developed into an uncanny ability to guess foods that people will enjoy. She's only been wrong once. I'll need everyone's help with suggestions before she serves you. I'll probably tweak things a little. EG: You suggest soup, she brings chowder. You suggest coffee, she brings hot cocoa. You get the idea.
Position: Assistant Chef, Head of George Dormitory Kitchens

SquirrelWizard's Characters

Character name: Edward Marks
Race: Human
Age: 20 (looks about 20 and a day though)
Appearance: Edward has wild brown hair that is borderline insane. Its not like it breaks the laws of gravity but it seems to shift every day. He has saphire blue eyes that at times can seem to pierce all the way to a persons soul, but often is considered pretty relaxed. Standing at about 5' 8", Edward is the definition of lanky, and he wears baggy cloths, so he seems to be kinda malnourished all the time. He wears a black to gray shirt (been through many washings) and a pair of brown pants. The only oddity of his dress is his feetwear. He wraps his feet instead of wearing boots/sandals, but that is explained later.

History: If the term "Cursed at birth" meant being a semi curse magnet, then Edward is a text book case. While he has, or had, no specific magnetism to actual curses (after the first 10 he can kinda sense when one is about to be unleashed) he is curious. And he is facinated with magic. But that is not exactly important at the moment.
Orphaned at birth (as most RP characters are) Edward was raised by an old man in an even older part of town. Training as a thief wasn't forced on him, more of it came naturally, he had light fingers, and quick reflexes. It wasn't until he saw a local mage preform magic that he found himself torn between his facination with magic, and a nagging sense of dread. He joined the mage (without the mage's concent naturally) and started his journey into the world. It wasn't until the first village he was noticed, and some several quick words, and even quicker thinking, he found himself working for the mage (who will remain nameless).

He traveled a bit of the world (not much but they hit some of the more exotic spots) and he saw first hand some of the more magical wonders.
While people may shun magic, nobody can deny that it exist. This is true with curses. Unfortunantly curses work on anybody regardless of belief. Edward, much to the mage's dismay, found himself the target of many minor curses. These included growing a third arm, loosing all his hair on his body, violently attracting all nearby objects, and backwards speaking. Of the many curses he has endured (and been purged of) two remain notable, with one being at large. First, at some point he was a girl for one month. He doesn't like to talk about this so there isn't much information on that.

The second curse is a very old one. Edward and his master were in one of the temples dedicated to some cat deity. In this case it wasn't Edward's driving curiosity, more of his lack of balance. While carefully examinging the ruins Edward accidentally stepped on a rock that shifted in the sand throwing him backwards. Next thing he knew he was waking up with the mage looking very worried at Edward, for Edward's head had taken to a spirit vase like a sledge hammer takes to a watermelon, just without all the gooey watery mess. It was later that night that Edward discovered the curse visited upon him.

Every night, just as the last rays of the sun drop below the horizon, Edward shifts into a humaniod cat. This is much akin to a were-cat, but the term were-cat implies that the said creature is a 10ft tall slavering cat beast of death. In which all Edward gains from his transformation is a light brown fur, feline facial features, claws and an irritation known as a tail (at least until he adjust his pants) In many ways Edward is a poor example of a failed werecat. I mean even a failed were cat can pick a horse up and throw it during combat if it needed to, Edward only becomes slightly more agile, which only makes him harder to hit (of course he aint' complaining). Even more so, Edward doesn't turn into a panther/tiger/lion when he assumes quadrapedial form, instead he turns into a normal everyday house cat. Edward has also found out he can control his form, but this takes concentration and much effort, and often leaves him with the sudden craving for fish, and the temptation to chase small furry rodents.
It wasn't until recently that the mage informed him of Windsor Academy and hinted (much along the lines of telling him to go) there and study. This may have been due to the fact that the mage's head was pounding from a huge hangover (because a recent curse from a Viking Mug turned all drinkable water in the vicinity to a very potent liqour), had bugs in his bed (from the most recent locust swarm) and had a feeling that he was going to be consitpated for the next week (happened when Edward poked a gem). The mage also told Edward to make no mention of the mages name, because the mage wanted to be safe.

While Edward will shift from human to were-cat form, he doesn't like to announce it, and will usually try to find some quite place to go through it. The transformation isn't painful, but can be unsettling to those who are watching it.

Abilities: Edward is a cross between a thief and a mage, he posesses a hodge-podge selection of skills that generall allow him to get out of trouble. Also, he has a pretty extensive knowledge of curses (or at least their effects) and has learned a few counter curses (like "Revearsal" where all objects heading towards you fly back to their orgins) and a few curses (not the extremely deadly kind, but definately debilitating). He can pick locks, pilfer pockets and generally stay down when the fecal matter hits the occilating air aggitator. Since Edward (in human form) is less inclined to fight, and makes extensive use of illusions should the need to arrise.

Edward is fiercely indepenant. His life has shown him nothing else, except that you can only depend on yourself. He thinks quick, and acts even faster, a trait that has helped him survive many encounters, and he expects people to do the same. While he doesn't hate people because they are inexperienced in a subject, he doesn't like working with them in the field, as they will often brake his stride, train of thought, and force him explain stuff that he already knows. Those who have just started working with him, will be slightly put off by his method of communication. The more dangerous the situation comes, the less he says, but at the same time, the more direct to the point he becomes. Some times he will say nothing, expecting people to act on their own experience in certain situations.

Dorm: G-11-A
Electives: Ancient Runes and magic (TA), Elemental magic, and Herbology



Character name: Jardu'k Hammerforge
Race: Dwarf
Age: 495 (roughly 30 in human terms)
Appearance: Standing roughly 4'6", and at about 260 pounds, Jardu'k is nobody to be trifled with. He is not, in fact, fat, but is instead described as stout, or solid. His beard and hair seem to mesh as one Nutmeg Brown being, but he keeps it well trimed, and clean, as a dwarf's beard is his pride. He wears a large wide brimmed leather hat that is brown, and earthen colored baggy shirts and pants. When he is outside, he wears a black cloak, unless it is specifically warm.
History: Jardu'k is a very down to earth dwarf. He sees all the fancier theories and methods of magic to be wasteful and distracting and he teaches the basics. Born in a nearby mountain, Jardu'k was raised in a multiculterual setting, and has grown accostum to most of the other race's wild ways. Students grow to like and dislike Jardu'k at the same time. This is because, when he teaches his class, he demands upmost diligence and respect (as they are working with powerful forces, no place for a slacker), but outside of the classroom he is very amiable.
Abilities: Mastery over stone and fire. he dabbles with other magics. Golomn (he can animate stone for heavy lifting and the such, covered in Stone Mastery)
Classes: Magical self defense, Elemental Magic (earth), and Ancient Runes/magic

Professor

GAIA username: ~[aureae lachrymae]~
Character name: Seccina Kaeline
Race: 1/2 elf, 1/2 human
Age: 27ish looking
Appearance: Average height for a human woman (about 5'5"), full figured. She has strikingly grey/blue hair that is rather long. She normally wears ankle-length dresses with long, fitted sleeves. Her eyes are a golden/hazel color. She's not knockout stunning, but she's pretty and has a softness of person that makes her look warm and welcoming. She wears lots of jewelry and a tooled leather cinch at her waste as well as carrying a heavily embroidered bag almost everywhere she goes. Her feet are covered by soft leather boots.
History: Seccina has traveled the world as a renowned healer and advisor to people of power. However, the time came (as it inevitably must so she can come to Windsor ) when her services passed from welcome to blasphemous and her respected position as advisor was resented by dangerously ambitious parties and she found herself unceremoniously rejected from every court and Kingdom she had once called home. It was then that she decided to lend her talents to the Windsor Academy in the hopes that she might influence a new generation to walk boldly where now she was forced to flee....
Abilities: Most non-aggressive magic; healing, paralyzation, telekinesis, invisibility, etc. Herbal lore, standard human cultural knowledge, and foreign languages. She's not a fighter, she's a survivor....
Classes: Herbology (with a focus on healing), foreign languages.

Student

Samael Pendragon's Characters

Character name biggrin amien Thorn
Race:Half Elf
Age: 18
Appearance:A pale, black haired boy, with pointy ears. He is dressed in a black tuxedo and wears a opera mask fitted with one way lenses, desgined to look like a skull, without a lower jaw. His lower jaw and neck are the only parts of his body that are bare, and are slightly scared, but that is all you can see of his flesh. A long cape flows behind him, pitch black on the outside, and blood red on the inside.
History:Damien Thorn was born of an influentual british Politition, Robert thorn, and an Elven ambassedor to the human world. As such, he was brought up to be the perfect gentlemanly knight, and he would have been such, had strange things not started happening around the time he turned eight. Fires started unexplainably in his presence, and fires already started raged out of control. One night when he was ten, a massive blaze started in his bedroom, and covered most of his body in first Degree burns, except for the area around his mouth and neck. For his parents, that was the final straw. They went to the nearest magic smith and had him craft a magic sealing mask for young Damien, and told him to wear it every hour of every day, except when he was under the supervision of his new magic tutor. When he became old enough, Damien was sent to Windsor, and was given his current suit, which is fireproof and mask, which had the opposite effect as his old one, enhancing his powers, rather than sealing them.
Abilities: Damien is a Pyrokenitic, meaning he has control over the element of fire. He can start small fires, and make ones that are already burning obey his will, for example he could create a fire in his hand, form it into a ball, throw it, and have it explode on contact. The fires he starts still need fuel and thus he carries around a large, very ornate box of matches.
Dorm: G 2a
Electives: Ancient Runes and Magic, and Elemental Magic

~Scarlet_Teardrops's Characters~

Student

Gaia Username-Scarlet_Teardrops

Character Name-Hanille Rogan

Race-Human

Age-Sixteen

Appearance- Standing 5'8, Hanille is quite tall for a girl her age. Because of the pale tone of her skin, she tends to wear thicker, less revealing clothing so as to avoid harm from the sun's ultraviolet rays. Hanille prefers more ominous shades of clothing, such as dark grays, dark blues, and blacks. She also prefers cloaks and robes, as they have the ability to cover more flesh with less cloth. Her eyes are gray, a very dull gray, with a small pinch of pink. Hanille's body structure is very well-rounded; an average looking girl except for her features. Falling to her shoulders is Hanille's very light, soft blonde hair.

History- Hanille was born into a rather poor family. Her father made money by farming for a large, proud plantation owner named Darrel. While he was busy doing his work, his wife, Amelia, spent her days taking care of Hanille. When the young girl was six, her mother fell terribly ill with a mysterious sickness. She died two months after her symptoms had appeared, leaving Hanille and her father alone. Unable to take the strains of working and taking care of his daughter, Aros was forced to give her up. So, not wanting to leave her on the streets, he took her to a local church. The priests there agreed to provide her with shelter, food, and clothing. After kissing his dearest child good bye, Aros left, vowing to return for her when he had more money. That was the very last time Hanille ever saw her father, and while she did not know of his true fate, there were whispers that Aros had been killed in a farming accident.

She did not know any of her relatives or their backgrounds, and both of her parents had now been taken from her by death's icy grip. What a life. As she grew older, Hanille began to realize she was a little different from other children. Most of her time was spent inside the temple, so she had very little social interaction with people outside of the church. When she did manage to get outside and be around others, she was often shunned and pushed away. This treatment helped her grow very bitter and cynical. Yet, while her people skills suffered, Hanille's morals and beliefs developed, nurturing her will and perseverance. This inner strength kept her alive when she wanted to die, and also assisted her in keeping her sanity....or, most of it at least. At age fifteen, something amazing happened that would change her dark, miserable life forever.

While she was being scolded by one of the priests, Hanille lost control of her emotions, and struck back. She had hurled some sort of magical energy at the man. 'Twas almost a form of ice. Where had this ice come from? Panicking, Hanille tried to escape, but she was stopped by the head priest, Magnus. Magnus was the only person that had really been kind to Hanille, and she had grown to trust and care about him. When she reluctantly told him of what had happened moments earlier, he knew that she had powers that many did not have...and that she was a person that would be despised, and hunted.

With this new knowledge, both he and Hanille began searching for a place where she would be welcomed. They found a place, but she would have to wait a while before she could become part of it. During her last year at the temple, Magnus allowed Hanille to secretly hone her powers, hoping that they would be good enough for their ideal school of magic. Every day, Hanille would be forced to meditate, and play around with her abilities. At first, she was only able to create something during extremely emotional moments, yet after months of practice, she was able to use her magic to a decent extent. When she was finally of age, Magnus sent Hanille, with all of her belongings, to Windsor Academy. As he watched her leave, Magnus wept, and prayed that this girl, practically his daughter, would make it safely. This was the start of a new life for her, and there would be both smooth and rough days ahead. Would she survive? Only time would tell...

Abilities- Almost every living creature needs water to survive. While this is known to many, very few of them give it the appreciation, thought, and attention it receives from Hanille. She knows very little on why or how she has the ability to control and create water, but she doesn't really care either. Her abilities revolve primarily on this life giving substance. Because it flows within her body, Hanille is able to create water without a provided source. While this is useful to her, it also forces Hanille to drink more water than usual. If she is not careful, her body will grow dehydrated, lose energy, and she can die. In emotional times, whether it be anger, sadness, or glee, her water often turns to ice upon hitting air. Despite being unmastered, she also has physical alteration abilities, such as healing or even wounding. While this is weak, and only occurs occasionally, Hanille believes she can learn to improve this additional gift given time.

Electives- Elemental magics and Herbology.

Dormitory- Marina, 12 B

Character Name-Alsiria Develuni

Race-Half Elf, Half Human

Age-57 years old, but she looks to be about 22-23 years old due to her elven blood.

Appearance-Alsiria stands at about 5'10, making her taller than pretty much all of the professors at Windsor, save Skadi. She has thick, beautiful black hair that falls to about the middle of her back, and gray, soulful eyes. Her skin has been tanned well, but she's not terribly dark. Her body appears healthy, and she is quite attractive. Alsiria's style of dress differs depending on what she's doing, but most of her clothing is black, and she also enjoys robes.

History-Alsiria's mother, Mae, was a human of germanic descent. Her father, Lucius, was a fair, elven sorcerer. Mae had met Lucius when he came to her door, asking for shelter from a storm. Being compassionate in her nature, Mae couldn't turn him away, even though he WAS an elf, and elves were strictly forbidden. They began spending more time with each other, and slowly began to fall in love (Aww 4laugh ). Eventually, they decided to get married, and did so in secret. 'Twas shortly after that time that Mae learned she was pregnant. This frightened Mae, because she knew that the child would be forsaken, as would she, and Lucius would be killed. Still, her loving husband tried to comfort her...but even he was unsure of the future ahead...

Mae's fears were confirmed when Alsiria was about eight years old. While their daughter had been growing up, both Lucius and Mae had devised an escape plan. Lucius knew an elven elder, a mentor, that lived in an observatory miles away, up in the mountains of the countryside. They would take their daughter by horseback to this mentor should anything happen. The plan wasn't foolproof though. As Lucius and Mae attempted to escape, they were caught. Lucius, being a sorcerer, was able to buy Mae enough time to escape. He was killed shortly after his wife and daughter had reached the woods. Still, the distraught women pressed on, and after fighting through the elements and rough terrain, they found the observatory.

(Okay, I'm going to try to shorten this. It's long enough as it is.)) Alsiria grew up with her new guardian. Through him, she learned about the mystical creatures of the world, creatures that most humans didn't know existed. He had many tomes and works of lore, and she spent a lot of time reading. Eventually, her powers became obvious, and the mentor, being magical himself, helped her raise those powers to exceptional levels. As her abilities sharpened, and she continued to grow older, Alsiria's mentor helped her ease out of her environment, and helped her grow into the world.

After some time, both Alsiria and her mentor began looking for a place where her skills would be of use. The elderly elf remembered learning about a school of magic that was under a man named Harold Windsor. From that point on, he kept a close eye on the school, and when he learned of a needed flame professor, he quickly helped Alsiria pack and sent her on her way. With her, he sent several tomes, and many different parts of creatures and some small artifacts.

Abilities-Alsiria's guardian and mentor believed in equality and balance, and therefore, taught and trained her in the ways of each of the elements. While he did so, Alsiria was especially skilled with fire, and she could not only create it without a source, but manipulate it with ease and finesse. Because of this, Alsiria focuses mainly on her abilities with the searing element, but she makes sure that she practices with the other elements to keep them from dying away from her. Alsiria also has a great deal of knowledge about the world's animals and its mystical creatures.

Classes-Alsiria teaches Fire Elemental Magic, and she may throw in a bit of knowledge about the other elements as well. She also shares her knowledge of animals, both normal and mystical, in a new class known as Beastology.