Wizards' Circle- Face Corruption (Wizards RP Semi-Lit)[Open]

[paradox.]

Srry i had bad wizard writers block

Sasha sighed. SHe closed her eyes and leaned on the wall thinking of her memories. "Some people close to me died in a fire. I'm a bit anxious about it. Of course I can breathe fire but I'm a wizard so I prefer magic." She opened her eyes again and glanced at Entric. "So what about you?"

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

.:Entric:.

Entric looked over to Sasha, leaning on the wall next to her. He didn't see how other Dragonkin could die in fire but he guessed if there was enough even a fire demon could die in it. He drifted off into his own little world, trying to picture what she had gone through. He had never been extremely fond of his family or anyone for that matter, but if they were killed or even hurt it would still hit him hard. He snapped back to reality at her question, he liked it much better than his world at the moment "What about me?" he asked, entirely forgetting the question.

[paradox.]

"Yes." She said lookibg at him. "What about you?" Sasha repeated slowly "How did you get here?"

[abandoned.]

Repost? Sorry!

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

.:Will:.

Will gave Cal a look like she was insane, The Master feeling sorry for Aldra, who could feel sorry for her? She was evil, he was surprised she wasn't a black robe instead of blue. The lady creeped him out. He glanced over to the door, remained silent as it opened and Aldra stormed out, holding her head high in a hotty angry walk as she strutted down the hall. Will nodded to Cal and stepped in the room, feeling nervousness over taking him, he wasn't used to talking to people, never mind the Master.

.:Entric:.

Entric gave a little shrug, "The same way as everyone else I guess. The wizards found out I had magic and took me away from my family." he said simply, there was nothing special about it. He doubted his parents had even been upset when he let, they had been expecting another child when he had been taken and he had always been a problem for them. He ran a hand through his spiky hair, he didn't like to talk about his family, he hadn't seen them in years and in truth he was worried about seeing them when he got to leave here.

[abandoned.]

Cal looked back at him when he gave her a "Are you insane?' look. "Don't look at me like that," she grumbled, crossing we arms and looking away. "I'm not insane. It's a possiblity. You never know." She watched as the Blue lady left and looked at Will, watching him enter the room. She hesitated by the doorway, not sure if she should enter the Master's room or not.

[Soriams]

Here is the form for Sorrin.

.:Wizard:.
Name:
Sorrin Ungilder

((Do you know how hard it is to find pictures of people with bat wings, I mean... Really, just pretend both wings are bat-like.))
Race:
Balitor
Oddity:
Large bat wings with grasping claws at the carpals.
Gender:
Male
Age:
25
Love Interest:
None, has never met the right person.
Test Result:
Blue
Order:
White?
Description:
Sorrin stands about 5'9" with short rather unkempt jet black hair and soulful amber eyes. His wings are actually a deep brown and, though soft and supple, are ragged at the edges with holes here and there.
Class:
Used to be an Alchemist, is now an apprentice at the tower.
Weapons:
Sorrin is normally weaponless, carrying neither sword nor bow. However he is a skilled martial artist, so his hands, feet and wings are his weapons. Each wing has a three fingered 'hand' with long claws which he is adept at using in defense, and if necessary he can always fly away assuming there is enough room. In addition, he often carries many vials of potions which he has made that can either heal or be used for distraction, and in desperation they can be used as weapons.
Personality:
At first, Sorrin often seems cold, especially with other races. This is because he borders on the paranoid, and it takes him a dreadfully long time to trust anyone. Often alone for this reason, he tries to bury himself in work so that he loneliness doesn't weigh too heavily on him. He his clever and enjoys puzzles as well as creating potions and is constantly messing with their chemistry, trying to make them better. (Though not always succeeding...) To those who can get him to open up, he is actually a rather gentle person, which is why he foregoes weapons, choosing instead to disable rather than kill his enemies. He feels that there is already far too much bloodshed in Amcathrin and doesn't want to add to it unless absolutely necessary. He is also proud and hates to ask for help from anyone.
History:
Sorrin had a fairly standard upbringing as a Balitor, growing up with his parents in the celling-dwellings with the other bats types. Upon reaching puberty, his talents at alchemy surfaced and his parents shunned him, not wanting the attention of the priestesses. Abandoned and homeless, Sorrin was forced to wander the streets of Amcathrin alone. Begging for food nearly ruined him, but during this time his talents really blossomed and he was able to begin making things. Potions and charms as well as simple enchantments. He also learned quite quickly how to get the things he needed without money. He is a skilled thief, but never money, taking only the things he need to make potions. He has been making a living selling his creations ever since, though never through a store-front. He prefers to pick his customers and offer his services rather than have them come to him. Eventually his travels led him out of Amcathrin, and once he reached the surface was soon adopted by the tower because of his alchemical talents.
Strenghts:
Hand-to-hand combat
Creative
Intelligent
Agile
Stealthy
Keen hearing
Weaknesses:
Shy
Proud
Somewhat of a Racist
Doesn't like to kill
Not extremely strong
Slow to trust
Loud noises
Fears:
Dark Elves
Being arrested for practicing alchemy
Getting caught while stealing
Killing
Breaking things
People talking behind his back
Strangers

[Soriams]

Jordan chuckles a bit at the look on Aurora's face, and sits back down on the bench. "Well, I suppose you could, but would you really trust the result? How would you know for certain that it wasn't just showing you what you were supposed to see, and not what you wanted to see?" Really, kids these days... So comfortable in their magic that they are afraid of a little reading.

[paradox.]

I found a girl with batwings >.< OMG Somewhat racist O.e XDDD
http://images.elfwood.com/art/b/b/bbosc ... _girl_.jpg

Sasha could tell he was a bit uncomfortable with this topic and moved on. "Hey Enteric." She murmured. "Do you have a dream?" She wondered. She didn't have one. What dream was there for her? She wondered about other peoples dreams. What they wanted to accomplish. It seemed interesting to her.

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

.:Aurora:.

Aurora muttered something reproachful under her breath and started flipping through the pages, this could take forever. The tower was designed so you had to use magic, for the good of the younger students that were just learning and needed that extra push. She wasn't just learning but she wished she could use magic here, the pages were so confusing, no real order to them by name or anything else simply random name after random name all from the same tree, the only order the date they were born. Aurora was just starting to yawn when something caught her eye, she read through the page and went pale, deathly pale.
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.:Entric:.

Entric thought for a moment, trying to think if there was anything he wanted to accomplish. Getting out of here one day but everyone had that dream. He sighed leaning back against the wall, trying to think about what he wanted to do with his life. "See my parents again one day..." he said, it wasn't a big dream but he had a lot to appoligize for, and he missed them. "Find someone who I can really care about, someone who cares about be in return." he added with a weak smile "They're not exactly dreams but their things I want to happen."