~ Guardian of Olde ~
† Name †
Rellodeen Kallamar
Last name means "Squid" in Albanian
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† Nickname †
Arello - Friends Only
Rell - Anyone
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† Age †
She's mentally 23 Years Old, very close to 24 as at the time of their banishment as it had been 5 days till her birthday but things happen :1 If you include the time passed and how old they are when they're broken free then she's 524 Years
Mentally 23 - Actually 524
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† Gender †
Female - Feminine
She / Her
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† Weapon / Magic †
While Arello doesn't use any form of magic spells, she does wield a crossbow made from some sort of darker colored wood with a silver color taking up any steel components and making up the tip of her arrows. Similarly to her bow the wood of her arrows are made from something of more of a dark tone, the fletching a white feather with golden streaks in them and her mechs name engraved into the side of the wood
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† Appearance †
Rellodeen despite only being an inch short of an average height, is still considered one of the shortest amongst the 5 when compared to them or anyone else who holds more of an average stature. She well knows this fact too, and rather hates it considering some of the members take it upon themselves to tease her on this fact when just hanging out or casually talking. Honestly though, she just calls herself an average height and the others just born tall. She's not short, they just have long legs or were born genetically tall. She's totally not in denial about her 5'2" height. Moving on from that though, much like her mother not counting length at which Arello keeps her hair relatively short reaching a bit below her chin, she shares the same general kind of hair color with her mothers own being a honey blonde, a more golden or honey tone becoming less apparent near the roots which look darker, much more like a chocolate color of some sort before the lower it goes the more a rich golden tone is added to the mix and ribbons with the color. The strands that make up her hairs slightly wavy look make the style more apparent the further down to the tips it gets, though it's nothing overbearing to make it look frizzy or something close to curly. Her hairs surpringly well kept despite the occasional leaves that cling to the strands sometimes or the blood after running through some shrubbery or battle more towards the war times, and it most commonly looks smooth rather anything close to a birds nest. The closest it'll get is a bed head, and even then she'll make an effort to look presentable first before going out. It's rare she'll tie her hair up since it's already rather short, but if she ever does it'll most likely be a small ponytail with front strands of hair on both sides still loose
Rellodeen posseses beige colored skin, golden in a kind of sense and faraway enough so it isn't considered something pale like somewhat white or has a slight hint of pink to it. Most commonly someone would say it's a warm beige color, perhaps even with a slightly more yellow tint to it. Her build is nothing that could be considered muscular and well built, with her rather more on the lean side of things but nothing that could be considered skinny either or close to what someone would even call a twig. It lets her keep rather light on her feet so she's able to be more agile during battle or just in general. Either with dodging around attacks, getting places fast, or striking quickly if using any sort of sword or drawing her next arrow. It rather comes in handy when fighting someone with higher strength than you as even a hit can change a lot, and she's used this trait to her advantage. This doesn't mean she can't hold her own though, her accuracy with a crossbow can be scary at times, and she's not close to new with Swordsmanship though on the average scale when it comes to wielding a blade. You can always see her bouncing on the balls of her feet or shifting her weight ever so slightly and it's rare you'll ever see her sitting something close to still unless she's just deadbeat exhausted from something mentally or physically. It's often she wakes up on the floor next to her bed rather than on it. Chocolate brown colored eyes accompany her appearance, the color in more shades of perhaps an Amber or even orange in the right circumstances with richer tones mixed in
A Side cape that's made from some sort of black silk is attached near the right shoulder of her attire by a small golden clasp thin in width. It's length goes down to a little below her waist, and is flowy in the sense it doesn't get in the way during battles when using her crossbow or having to whip out a knife if someone gets too close. The golden clasp is roughly the shape of a caracals head, and there's small indents where the features of its face can be seen like the eyes, muzzle, and ears. Any stance that Rellodeen can be seen in is usually that of upmost confidence whether in herself and her ability, safety matters, or even knowing where she's going and the landscape around her. It's almost never you'll see her slouch or show signs of laziness, as she tends to again keep rather light on her feet and her head is usually high with pride or challenge. She can be very expressive, and it's somewhat easy to tell whenever she's upset by the narrow of her eyes and lips pressed into a frown even before she suddenly starts shouting or whenever excited by the way her eyes will light up and her smile seems even a little more vibrant than the smirk that's usually present. Arello isn't one who isn't unscathed though, even before helping to end the war. 3 small claw marks are present on her right cheek, and give the skin a somewhat darker pale coloration. She usually tells people it was from when she was younger, and it isn't something to dwell over for too long. An accident, she calls it. A collection of smaller scars that are more faded than the claw marks mark both of her arms, though that is because of her role to the people as a guardian to them helping to fight in the war. Nothing is probably permanent, and even if they are they won't be too apparent. On her left shoulder going down to her tricep is a slash mark that probably went rather deep. It's the most prominent of her scars, and has similar coloration to that of the claw marks albeit maybe darker depending on the light. While she has no shame in showing any of them, she finds explaining them to be a rather tedious task and will always just say "what does it matter how I got it?" Before moving on
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† Personality †
Rellodeen is someone who can be described as someone quick witted in any kind of situation at hand. Always alert and aware of her surroundings and willing to act quickly based on what's happening around her. Instincts and something of impulse also seem to guide this attribute. In and out of battle, it's easy to describe her as someone who is confident in the face of adversary, whether from the way she holds herself proudly and with each step taken, it's placed with confidence or the way she'll speak. Always with an assured "we got this" or "it'll be no problem" no matter whatever someone may be blithering on about. She trust in her abilities, her partner, and her fellow guardians to be able to handle mostly any kind of situation even if things may be looking awry. She laughs in the face of danger even in the most howling of storms but that also leads to how stupidly reckless she can be. Some may say she might be crazy brave instead, some think it's both. Either way, she will pull the seemingly most reckless of possible stunts just to get an upper hand or act on some sort of instinct and drive during a battle. Whether it may be catapulting off of someone or ducking underneath another and diving into a different enemy. Just expect something very reckless, but her to somehow pull it off decently enough so it works out in the end with her quick wit's
Arello is someone that isn't a very logical thinker inside of battle. She moves and reacts based on pure instinct or heat of the moment kind of reactions and it seems as if she abandons all caution to the wind for ones made from impulse. Adrenaline may be a causing factor of this, but you could also blame it on the fact that she's a stupid dumbass at times and likes the thrill of fights dire or playful. Arello isn't competitive to the point she'll brag and rub it into people's faces, but she plays with the mindset that she wants to win nevertheless and you better be able to do the same or something be damned she will defenestrate you. Loyalty is no easy feat for anyone, and when saying anyone it includes Rellodeen too. It's hard for her to show you loyalty without you showing some back and even harder for someone to be able to earn it because as social as she is, she can be rather secretive about herself. Earn her loyalty and you bet she will stand by you no matter what, through your worst, best, thick, and thin it causes something major for any trust to be broken between someone she's deemed to have earned it and oh by the gods once you break her trust she'll break you. She has zero respect and tolerance for any kind of "fake friends" especially those only out for the benefits of being friends with a "guardian" and Rello will always make it her personal mission, no matter how much time has passed, to never forget those who have shattered her trust in any way. She can hold grudges, and breaking her trust is one of the ways to get a one way ticket to a lifelong one. Rellodeen is not the forgiving type. At all. When it comes to serious matters. Introvert is something she is not. Rellodeen will very gladly uphold a conversation with a total stranger and basks in attention whenever it can be given. She won't ask, whine, or beg for it as she knows that's utterly selfish and is somewhat disgusted by people who want all the spotlight for themselves, but know whenever even the smallest bit of attention can be given to something she says she appreciates it. It can be big or small, a speech or her thoughts about something dire or playful. Lost and need directions? No problem, she's got you she'll just stroll right up and tap on some poor unsuspecting person's shoulder to ask. Announcing some sort of speech? Easy. Let her do it if it makes you nervous. Anything royally stupid in the presence of friends in the name of good fun she will very gladly do, and Rellodeen treasures moments like that above all else. Hiding in a room is unappealing to her unless she had said the single most stupid thing a person could ever say, but then again it takes a little bit of effort to get her embarrased. She's more likely to laugh along or give a dignified squawk to defend herself
Rellodeen is someone who can be hotheaded at times and probably needs someone to talk sense into her or stall for time so whoever upset her has time to run for the hills. Insults are something that can ruffle her feathers easily, and you'll find she will never back down from a challenge or taunt someone may have said her or anyone else's way. Perhaps she has a sense of justice, but even to someone she just met she will step in and defend. When being agressive she does have some restraint to her words, either with a defensive proclamation or glare sent their way. Her sense of justice makes her believe that there are bad guys in the world, and need to be stopped all the time but she knows everything isn't always black or white. Though she can be mellow at times, with some jokes shot around and a playful thought of some sort aimed to tease or get another embarrassed. Arello will never pass down a laugh or chill conversation unless upset. She isn't someone who can be considered very observant with her surroundings at times as again, she fights rather recklessly. Whether tripping over some rock or when absorbed into a conversation running headfirst into a tree. It takes pointing something out to get her to probably notice it if she hadn't already like something on the floor or if someone is acting suspicious. Then she'll add some of her input into what to do. Arello likes getting things done and feeling productive during her day, whether it's finishing some chores, walking around the market square with friends, studying something, anything really as long as she doesn't stay in one place the whole day. Then she feels lazy. A bit more of a hobby rather than something she would dedicate herself to, she likes experimenting with things sometimes, more specifically battle strategies and moves. Whether it's a new technique with her crossbow or trying to think what would happen if something played out differently if she gets caught up with it expect her to spend a few hours on the subject
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† GF/BF †
N/A
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† Family †
Lucifer Kallamar [Father - Deceased]
Taline Kallamar [Mother - Deceased]
Alice Päike [Cousin - Deceased]
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† Affiliations †
† » - Adalyn Mae Reiner - « †
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- Mech -
‡ Name ‡
Vaeltaa Zwaard
"Wandering" in Finnish and "Sword" in Danish
"Wandering Sword"
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‡ Nickname ‡
Lutali
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‡ Species ‡
Caracal
[Timing, Catching your Dreams, Self-care]
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‡ Appearance ‡
I'll PM it to you
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‡ Abilities ‡
Surpringly Silent - For a large mech that's taller than their guardian, Lutali is rather silent. Whether it's them walking or even full on running, their sound is quieter and projects in smaller distances letting them creep around without being notice much
Boosted Jump - Lutai's function allows them to jump high distances so that their paws can make it above the tree line when tucked in close to their chest. It makes for a killer view and even better adrenaline ride if ever bored though don't expect them to be pleased
Minor Atmosphere Changes - Lutali can change the atmosphere or the air, but only to a small set of degree whether upping or dropping the temperature by 5 degrees ferenheit or making it humid. Theyvrarely tend to use this ability, as it's so minor it's usually unnoticeable though out of stupid luck they were able to use this to their advantage once
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‡ Other ‡
Nothing I can think of
~ • --- • ~
~ Accidental summoner ~
» Name «
Noah Novalièr
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» Nickname «
N/A
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» Age «
19 Years
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» Gender «
Male - Masculine
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» Weapon / Magic «
They posses little to no magic, as they're moving from the medieval era and more towards modern times. Only weapon is a longsword at their side
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» Appearance «
Noah is someone who can't very well be described as lanky while there's a better term for it. That being a stick that looks like it'll snap if you so much as step on it with your foot. He's very stick like, and it's not often you won't see his nose buried in some sort of book or shuffling behind someone taller so he can shield himself from the world. He's short for his height, being around 5'1" yet doesn't mind nor pays any mind at all to this fact. It seems as if his arms are long noodles and legs skinny poles as while they're sturdy sometimes they do tend to be lanky like the rest of him yet it isn't hard to tell he's doted upon by his parents. Whether from the new clothing he always seems to wear or the fact that whenever something may be looking the smallest bit old he'll walk in the next day with the same thing but it looks brand new. Whenever winter, he's bundled up in layers at his parents insistence of not wanting him to freeze and the likes. It's common you'll see his face tilted downwards to look at the ground below him, or eyes refusing to make eye contact with someone. His parents tend to be overprotective, hence he doesn't have experience with social interaction and would much prefer reading the book that's usually tucked under his arm. He's only comfortable around a few, and in that case expect him to talk quite loudly and frequently in contrast to how quiet he'll usually be. Noah is unscarred, having been shielded from having many battles, and yet you can probably catch him trying out a few moves with his longsword. His hair is a chocolate brown color and is on the fluffier scale of things, looking swept more to his right side than his left and yet is short enough so it doesn't cover his eye should he move it that way. His skin isn't pale, though does tend to be on the paler side of the olive skin tone.
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Personality
-Little jittery and nervous around people
-Tends to hide behind someone of meeting someone new before approaching himself
-Definitely a worrier, will always blab on about "what ifs"
-While he's nervous when meeting someone new it only takes one thing said that catches his interest for him to immediately warn up to someone
-Between fight or flight, he's surpringly fight and can pack a bit of a punch too
-Has always been shielded and fawned over by his parents, so he hates anyone who thinks he can't handle himself
-A bit of a bookworm
-Will gladly drag his friends somewhere whenever he can whether aimlessly exploring a forest or heading to the bakery early morning to enjoy some fresh goods
-When it comes to verbal confrontation Noah won't run, but physical, fighting confrontation he'll try and fail horribly at
-Very curious
-Not a smartass, but knows his stuff
-History nerd, will study things of the past like any significant battles or tactics and culture back in the days
-Holds friends very close, maybe even a little bit possessive and easily jealous
-Close to no stamina, he doesn't run often
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GF/BF
N/A
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Family
Emmerly Novalièr [Father - Alive]
Estelle Novalièr [Mother - Alive]
Shane Vjera [Uncle - Alive]
Oak [Cat - Alive]
Kimberly Nevail [Older Cousin - Deceased]
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Affiliations
★ + - Akilles Jonah Uraso - + ★
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Other
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