Kalon #1589+1590 form

[sapphirelion]

#1589 User:: sapphirelion || Name:: Ameris 'Ris'
#1590 User:: Wolfiedog3 || Name:: Ajax Henry 'Jax' (Atlas)

The Backstory (Extra #1)
The Black Mask
The White Mask
The Meeting (Extra #2)

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Credits
Extra One by Sapphirelion, Coding by Wolfie
Black Mask Writing by Wolfie, Edited by Sapphirelion, Coding by Wolfie
White Mask Writing by Sapphirelion, Coding by Sapphirelion, Proofread by Wolfie
Extra Two by Wolfie, Coding by Wolfie
Navigation Page coding by Wolfie

[sapphirelion]

Let me tell you a tale of mystery, love, and brokenness...

The land had been overrun by a drought that lasted for many years until one day it finally broke. A masquerade ball was set up by the town’s leader to celebrate the sweet relief all the people felt when the rain fell. He made many things available for the public to use for the ball if they did not have anything of their own to make them comfortable among the wealthily dressed.

A mysterious stranger partook with the poor and borrowed a costume. He had a certain magical air about him that captured the leader’s daughter’s eye at first glance.

Her mask of white lace and his of black drew many eyes to the pair as they flitted about the party, blissful in each other’s company. When the night turned late, the stranger had to leave and could never return. Heartbroken, the girl searched in vain for him after he left, until she grew too weak from sadness to continue.

It is said that the stranger did not want to leave her that night, but searched for a way back to her. Now the masks will finish their search...
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[Wolfiedog3]

Ajax Henry | Code Name Atlas | The Black Mask Assassin

``I've been looking for the white mask for a long time, just to see what power they both truly hold, however it seems I might never find it.``

Atlas pulled off his job without any issues, as normal. He took his gloves and put them in his pocket before moving to the window. He jumped the ledge and listened to the outside world calling him. The clatter of a plate behind him made him smirk with delight, his dark features loving his content. He disappeared into the night then, hidden by the power of a mask.

Jax in the normal light could seem like an archer type, but he still tried to hide his face more, as many would-be scared of his scars. He was only out in the light to overhear of his work.
``Did you hear?! The minister of work alliance was assassinated last night, in his own home! Is anywhere safe?``
Jax smirked to himself, the black mask hidden on his shoulder under his cape. He never went anywhere without it. He was still in search for the white mask. However, it was just a small hobby between his jobs. Today was his off day so he could look in peace as the news of his assassination was spreading.

Jax moved to the market square and surveyed as he shopped. He was hoping to find information on the masks. All that was known was the children's story. Jax had found the mask after being chased into the forest when he first got in town. Being allowed to keep it, he discovered its powers and used them to become what he was now. One of the greatest assassins of his time. He used it to make sure nobody saw his scars, help blend into the surrounding area, and become invisible. He kept it close to him, not letting anyone have it. He wouldn't even let his master touch it. For it was something of great power and he wanted to keep it to himself.

He had remembered its first use as he looked at a selection of knives at a small shop then walked on. It was getting more crowded. Jax pulled his hood close to his face and tried to keep the cloak closed so others would not get any ideas. A horn sounded in the square gathering, everyone.

He went over and saw police on the stage. He knew what was happening.
``As of 11 pm last night, Angus Jones, the minister of work was found dead in his home. If anyone has information on who it could be, please alert the police force!``

Feeling a jolt at his pocket, he turned and grabbed the offending hand, meeting the thief face to face. Then something new happened. While looking into their eyes, the mask on his shoulder pulled itself up to his face, showing who was truly hiding behind the now found white mask...

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[sapphirelion]

𝒜𝓂𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓈
Ameris (Ris) | White Masked Thief

THEN

As a kit, Ris was a natural at picking her older twin brothers' pockets without them knowing. However, when discovered, they chased her around the house. Back then, they caught her easily.

Her parent's saw her potential and decided to bring her into the family business early. For fun, her parents decided to make her first run into a game that included the family. Whoever returned with the higher valued item, and no one following, would be the winner. Ris believed she had it in the bag...until she looked toward her brothers, remembering that she snatched their most recent con from their pockets before they went to show off the loot. Their eyes glittered mischievously at her as she also remembered, they had not retaliated yet.

Her parents gave ten minutes prep time. Ris searched the piles in her room for something, anything that would help disguise her if she was close to being caught. She turned finding something of her grandmother's. Fingering the white lace covered mask, she felt comfort from it and its passed owner. Perfect.
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Ris donned her mask while watching below, searching for the perfect target for the game. Shuffling behind her informed her of the twins' incoming wrath. She joined the crowd, but they could not hide her as she hoped. When she glanced behind, the twins were hot on her tail. She was not going to make it out.

She yearned to look different to escape the inevitable and pictured a new self - a tingling spreading - and when she looked up, her brothers had pass her by. Confused, she glanced in a shop window and when she moved, a different reflection matched her movements. The reflection looked like her imagined self. After a few more tries, she discovered that the mask changed her appearance, which was handy for a thief.

When Ris returned, she strolled in and won with a jeweled pocket watch. Ris never told anyone how the mask helped her do it...

NOW

The market teemed with shoppers discussing the recent assassination, pockets bulging with treasures. Ris was eager for the prospects to lift from the unsuspecting.

Within ten minutes, she had twenty-five coins added to her purse. In ten more, she boosted another twenty. A pin here, a monocle there. With each successful slip, she swapped appearances to keep away unwanted attention. Ris was drunk with the prosperity of today's finds and her mask made it so much more satisfying, for she knew that no one could identify her if they no longer recognized their thief.

A horn sounded, calling them to the square. Ris bumped into a few shoppers and lifted some more coins, using one disguise for the simple move. Arriving, she did not pay attention to the stage but chose her next target. Approaching the figure, Ris eased into their pocket, but was caught immediately. Her mask seemed to squeeze her in excitement as the target's similar mask climbed his face...

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[Wolfiedog3]