aladdin

height — 5'8" eye colour — brown hair colour — black age — 24 years old occupation / title — street rat species — human

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jafar

height — 6'4" eye colour — brown hair colour — black age — 37 years old occupation / title — royal vizier to the sultan species — human

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Note: mixed influence between the original movie and the live action remake

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Verse — diamond in the rough

height — 5'7" eye colour — brown hair colour — black age — 19 years old occupation / title — street rat | escort species — human

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Verse — itty bitty living space

height — variable eye colour — brown hair colour — black age — 34 years old species — genie

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iago

eye colour — brown feather colour — red occupation / title — annoyance species — parrot

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rin okumura

height — 5'6" eye colour — blue hair colour — black age — 16 years old occupation / title — exorcist species — half demon

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verse — i am my father's son

height — 5'6" eye colour — blue hair colour — black age — 16 years old occupation / title — prince of gehenna species — half demon

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thea dearden queen-merlyn

height — 5'5" eye colour — green hair colour — brown age — 23 years old occupation — vigilante species — human

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Finding out who her biological father was, was the greatest shock of her life. Finding out Malcolm is a persistent bastard intent on all but stalking her really didn't help. Having missed the love of her adoptive father and having lost her mother to a mad man, she can't help but gravitate toward him and his promises.

In hindsight foolishly she followed him and let him train her, hiding from her brother under the alias Mia as she fought to get stronger. Once she did get stronger she thrived on the pride Malcolm showed her, right up until the inevitable happened and he used her, killing Sarah with her hands instead of doing the work himself.

Saddled with him nonetheless but trust well and truly broken, Thea fights to find some balance, some normalcy in her life, while still appeasing the violence that's been instilled in her.

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malcolm merlyn

height — 5'11" eye colour — blue hair colour — brown age — 56 years old occupation — assassin species — human

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Malcolm is a former member of the League of Shadows, and a man filled with ambition and aspiration. He cares little for the lives of others beyond his immediate family, his children Tommy and Thea. Having lost one of his children, though through circumstances of his own making, he's twice as protective of his daughter and trains her so she can defend herself when the moment arises that she'll have to. Considering his and Oliver's enemies, that is inevitable.

Despite this protective and almost fatherly behaviour, Malcolm is far from the ideal parent, especially as he's unable to put anything or anyone before his ambitions. Malcolm craves power and will always seek it, his current primary ambition being becoming Ra's al Ghul, the head of the League of Shadows.

He's a ruthless and very straightforward man in most cases, advocating the hard, often immoral choices rather than doing the 'right' thing, especially if doing so lowers their chances for success. Many times has he chastised Oliver for not being able to make these choices as he should, and they've paid the cost often enough.

Malcolm also frequently cannot see past his own mistakes. He would rather blame Oliver for allowing harm to come to Tommy and being unable to save him, rather than blaming himself, because it was his Undertaking that caused a building to collapse on his son.

This same behaviour is repeated with Thea, who cuts him off hard when she realises he's used her when it benefitted him. Malcolm will never see moral fault in his actions, as to him the end justifies the means, any means.

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slade wilson — deathstroke

height — 5'10" eye colour — grey hair colour — brown age — 51 years old occupation / title — mercenary | deathstroke species — human

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ra's al ghul

height — 5'11" eye colour — brown hair colour — brown age — 62 years old occupation / title — head of the demon species — human

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damien dhark

height — 6'0" eye colour — light blue hair colour — blond age — 53 years old occupation / title — leader of HIVE species — human

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floyd lawton

height — 5'9" eye colour — green hair colour — brown age — 47 years old occupation / title — deadshot species — human

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desmond miles

height — 6'0" eye colour — hazel hair colour — brown age — 29 years old occupation / title — assassin species — human

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There's something a little surreal about growing up under strict ideologies and parenting that starkly contradicts the values you're supposed to be building up, escaping that life then only to end up kidnapped by the opposition several years later, ending up an experiment of theirs for quite some time.

The whole Isu thing and precursor genes isn't even something worth going into, because it's too mind-boggling to really explain. Either way, being thrown from one organisation to the other, living on the run a couple years and trying to stay under the radar and follow the holograms of these ancient apparitions in order to save the world from pending doom— Yeah, not your average assassin story.

When Abstergo captured him, Desmond had never imagined the world that was about to open up to him. Isu civilisation aside, he had shunned the brotherhood and run away from home only to end up a captive of the Templars, whom up till then he'd only thought of as fictive villains, the monster under your bed there to frighten you into obedience.

Turns out reality wasn't quite so pleasant, and neither were his trips into the animus. The technology is honestly over his head, but he knows what it can do, and he knows what it did to him. Reliving Altaïr's memories, discovering his path, his dedication and faith only to return from missions with more questions than answers, and finally discovering that the mentor he'd so faithfully trusted had been the enemy all along.

The damage such discoveries had done to Desmond were naturally lesser than to Altaïr, but he still experienced at least an echo of them. Through Altaïr and Ezio, Desmond realised the true nature of men as well as the responsibility of what it means to be an Assassin. It is more than a name, than a legacy of murder and shadows. It is an obligation towards the world in order to ensure the preservation of freedom. However, Abstergo is no easy opponent. It is rather like the Hydra, a beast so many-headed that cutting off one only causes the emergence of two others. For such is the power-hungry nature of man, and Templars.

Through the confusion, his belated attempts at resisting the Templars and joining the assassins, he had only one constant to draw strength and guidance from: the ancestors whose lives he was reliving.

Through Ezio he learned much, and was giving the opportunity to view Altaïr's later memories as well, although a memory within a memory is a rather mind-boggling concept. The bleeding effect was also ever-present in guiding him, teaching his body what to do in the span of days rather than years. He became as fully fledged an assassin as Ezio had, who had become Mentor and guided their order throughout the renaissance.

It's only a pity that Juno is guiding him instead to a specific temple through Haytham and Connor, preparing him subliminally for something he'd rather not be doing if it could be avoided. For all that Bill would likely never have agreed to give Desmond the chance to prove himself and his worth, he'd still have liked to try, instead of using the Apple at the temple to seal his own fate.

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verse — vox populi

height — 6'0" eye colour — hazel hair colour — brown age — 32 years old occupation / title — assassin species — human

Desmond should have died in that temple after averting catastrophe. He should have been burnt to a crisp, and yet here he was… Alive, moderately well and with a new number assigned within yet another of Abstergo's Animus research facilities. Spain, this time.

It wasn't just him anymore though, this place was far bigger and held many bloodline assassins. It had taken a while, but he'd proved himself and as a result somehow ended up following in Ezio's footsteps a second time, being considered the assassins' mentor and leader. The job didn't sit well with him, despite his myriad experience through his ancestors. But then, none of them had ever set out to become leaders either. It just happened.

The Templars were resourceful, they'd hidden the fact he was alive from the world, never referred to him by name and had even made a significant investment in him by giving him the surgery needed to repair his arm. What had once been charred black layers of skin had been repaired until it looked normal, or as normal as it could with Isu circuitry branded into him…

They were looking for something, tracing the prisoners' bloodlines in search of an Apple, and Desmond would be damned if he allowed those bastards to get their hands on it. Still, that wasn't exactly an easy task.

For all that the Templars had converted an old Assassin stronghold into their base of operations, there was diligent surveillance, therapy and rehab to tend to, as well as the most recent development of the bleeding effect. He was seeing ghosts more vividly than before, but the difference was that he didn't just see an imprint of a past moment, he saw his ancestors and could communicate with them. Altair, Ezio, Edward, Haytham, Connor…

Now all that was left was to break out with the others and then work from there, taking out Abstergo as they go.

Inspiration :

Vox Populi — Aelwyn

clay kaczmarek

height — 6'0" eye colour — green hair colour — blond age — 30 years old occupation / title — assassin | subject 16 species — memory construct

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Alright, so maybe deciding to sign up for this project had been a bad idea with a capital B, but by now it was far too late to even contemplate such a thing. He'd done what he could, left the messages on the walls of his cell in blood, hidden so only another assassin could decipher them. He'd left tracks and bugs in Abstergo's systems, going so far as to embed himself into them as he attempted to block out the voices in search of that sweet silence he'd been denied ever since the bleeding effect reared its ugly head.

Alright so maybe he wasn't quite sane anymore, but maybe he didn't really constitute as a 'being' anymore either. He's nothing more than memory now, uploaded into the Animus' own mainframe as he dug the pen into his wrists, coating the skin and the pristine white table and floor with slick red liquid. Poor Lucy had looked at him with such horror and guilt, even though she was meant to be one of them, even though she'd played her part to perfection— Perhaps too perfect.

Regardless. His thoughts were and remained a disjointed mess. He wasn't solid anymore, so fighting his own splitting consciousness for dominance over what he considered his being was no easy task, but here he had time. All the time he could ever want.

The animus was a cold and empty place, but he knew Desmond was coming. He knew from Vidic and he knew from Juno. But sometimes it was hard to remember that he knew, and why he knew, when the memories reared their heads and he lost himself in reliving Adam, in reliving the height of the brotherhood and the many people Vidic had pushed him to become so relentlessly, until he'd begun splitting at the seams, forgetting that 'mr Kaczmarek' was him.

After what maybe felt like a couple years, the splitting wasn't so bad anymore. He still had fits and bouts that anyone would recognise as less than sane, but he felt more like himself than he had in what felt like ages. Or lifetimes, perhaps. Either way, things started to make sense again, and he could hold on to his thoughts and mind more easily. The company helped too, once Desmond got himself into that animus-related coma and came to join him, having to piece himself back together. Being not alone for once had been nice, at least…

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verse — vox populi

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Vox Populi — Aelwyn

warren vidic

height — 5'9" eye colour — grey hair colour — grey age — 68 years old occupation / title — templar species — human

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Working under Rikkin wasn't exactly an easy task, the grand master being rather demanding beyond reason, but Warren would play with the cards he was given either way. It allowed him to explore fields of science he could not elsewhere, and his affiliation and loyalty to the Templar Order would not wane due to it.

The job of managing the animus project as well as sifting through the data gathered from their many subjects, including those from direct assassin lineage, was quite daunting, especially with the addition of subject seventeen and the pressure for time.

Having come to them at an almost unprecedented young age, his confidence in miss Stillman and her knowledge in his subject was both acknowledged and respected, though he would rather she not undermine his authority in public, as she had been wont to do on occasion.

Still, he respected her opinion greatly and, despite obvious reluctance at times, took her recommendations and concerns into consideration despite outward pressure for results and performance.

Though never gaining a deeper interest or appreciation for the subjects voluntarily or involuntarily participating in the animus project and the hunt for the Apples of Eden, he did consider miss Stillman a steadfast ally, if not a friend. In fact, she was sufficiently trusted to pursue the subject seventeen project outside the walls and safety of Abstergo and directly entering the assassins' lair.

That later her death at Miles' hand had been reported to him had been a rather sombre occasion that simply left him more determined than ever to retrieve subject seventeen's data and dna samples, determine the Apple's location and, if possible, avenge miss Stillman's untimely demise.

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lucy stillman

height — 5'8" eye colour — blue hair colour — blond age — 24 years old occupation / title — assassin | templar species — human

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charlie parviz

height — 5'8" eye colour — brown hair colour — brown age — 26 years old occupation / title — assassin | biomedical engineer face claim — Aidan Turner

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avery maas

height — 5'4" eye colour — blue hair colour — brown age — 15 years old occupation / title — assassin | student face claim — Jade Weber

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donovan mckenzie

height — 5'9" eye colour — green hair colour — brown age — 28 years old occupation / title — freelancer | assassin face claim — Tomas Skoloudik

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Donovan had been a simple freelance programmer working from his simple flat near New York City, when he first caught onto the trail of the Assassins. He hadn't known who they were at first though, simply imagining them to be hackers intent on lifting his client of a good portion of their database, something he hadn't been inclined to allow to happen initially, since they paid him very nicely for exactly that.

Abstergo occasionally hired outside the house, freelancers dying to get a decent gig to pay the bills, stuff like that. People who had the time and the inclination to scour the borders of the Abstergo and Helix networks in order to catch any rats trying to get in. Donovan was one of those desperate freelancers, and considering the cash he got paid, he made very sure to be good at what he did.

Apparently, he was good enough that at some point, hacking Abstergo wasn't nearly as interesting as hacking his little computer station. The first time Bischop had made contact with him he'd been startled to hell and back, and it had taken a while before he finally conceded to listen to her.

He'd never actually taken a look at the data he'd been protecting, and he refused to breach client confidentiality, so she showed him instead the data they'd pilfered already. It kind of stung his pride how much data they'd stolen, but then he wasn't in charge of protecting the entire network either, just a small section of it. There was word of a new program that would debut soon and he'd been contacted with word to prepare for something a bit more challenging soon.

Bishop wanted in on that. She knew what was coming: the official launch of project Helix. She explained to him the entire point of the project, as well as the assassin/templar conflict. It was a tough pill to swallow, but she had plenty of proof, and challenged him to find out the rest for himself. She challenged him to accept Abstergo's job, and to enter the Helix himself to find out the truth.

In the end, that's what happened. He closed the deal with Abstergo to protect the local Helix servers to the best of his (admittedly considerable) ability, and in return he was paid handsomely, and given a Helix of his own to enjoy in his spare time should he feel inclined.

Once he did, Bischop took over. The system was supposed to be secure, but still she appeared in his field of vision, and showed him a few snippets of assassin history and the fight against the Templars. She told him of what they were searching for, Pieces of Eden, mythical objects of a long past civilisation that apparently held incredible power. She also guided him through a sample check that showed him his own lineage. Much to his surprise, a few assassins did populate his bloodline, but not to such a degree that it had any real impact on him like it had on some.

Still, his curiosity was piqued and he wanted to know more. Nothing really stopped him from going along with Bischop's little plans, anyway. As long as he protected Helix' servers from interlopers, he'd get paid. Along the way, he could enter Helix himself and explore his ancestors' lives, or those of others if needed, and discover the true history of the Assassins and Templars, while searching for these precursor artefacts.

And should he come across some poor assassin sod stuck in the system because of the security sweeps, then he was in a perfect position to free them if he had the opportunity to do so.

Along the way he became more invested though, beginning to truly believe in the Assassins and their cause, their creed, in a way he hadn't before. He knew the memories he relived through Helix left their mark on him, but he'd never imagined how deep that mark would go.

Not until he entered the skin of an ancestor of his placed in Russia, who had been on the trail of one such artefact as Bischop was seeking, only to begin feeling rather strange after exiting Helix, dizzy, disoriented, as though he didn't quite fit into his skin anymore.

Donovan didn't realise how significant the signs were until it got bad enough that she noticed. The bleeding effect, they called it. That's when they called someone in, another underground assassin agent. they were to share a flat more central in NYC, better connectivity, better hiding, and most importantly: surveillance in case the effect got the better of him.

He didn't want to give up though. Leaving the project and Helix wasn't an option he was willing to consider. He felt a kinship with his ancestor like he'd never felt before and he wanted to pursue it. He wasn't ready for the changes in his living habits, or the sudden bouts of Russian though he believed he'd been speaking English. He hadn't been ready either for exactly how jarring and even painful a desynchronisation could be when attaining a high sync percentage.

Some days it was hard to remember who he was, but he persisted. The job with Abstergo remained, lurking in the background and executed if only because it was actually what paid for the whole operation. His heart wasn't in it anymore though. At least the forced flatmate helped, having someone there to watch his back and catch his slips were what helped keep him somewhat sane, and tethered to the present.

Either way though, the bleeding effect had the nice benefit of training his mind with muscle memory his body had yet to develop. Together with his flatmate he trained several times a week, until the motions his mind recalled truly became second nature and the Assassins had a new field agent at their disposal should they need one.

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verse — memory of the enemy

height — 5'9" eye colour — green hair colour — brown age — 28 years old occupation / title — freelancer | templar face claim — Tomas Skoloudik

Working for Abstergo and approached by Bischop to become an initiate to the Assassin brotherhood, Donovan's life had gotten more interesting to be sure, but he never imagined just how strongly reliving certain sets of memories could influence you.

Not yet having come across his Russian ancestor's memories, Bischop approached him with a new, more challenging mission. They'd found a cache of memories unlike any they'd ever taken to exploring before: templar memories. They had been well-protected and hidden, but apparently not enough for Bischop and her team to be unable to retrieve the memories in question.

Why they wanted him to explore them was a mystery, but he wasn't about to turn down the challenge either, curiosity getting the better of him. Until now he'd only combed through memories from assassins, their views being rather pronounced and as such giving him a rather biased view of events. Combing through templar memories would give him something of a balance of impressions, and he rather thought that it'd be useful.

It was, in the end, but he hadn't imagined the cost.

The Templar in question whose life he was reliving had been quite high placed, though never reaching the esteemed and weighty role of grand master. Though many of the higher ranked templars seemed the type to make their plans behind closed doors and from the seat of their desks, in absolute safety, this one had been different. Pro-active. He'd had contacts throughout the city he met with in person, and he fiercely believed in the templar philosophy.

After all, Niccolo Machiavelli had been quite right in his treatise, The Prince, concerning his observations of man and how to rule them. The masses were blind sheep, uncaring for anything but personal prosperity, and requiring more and more from their leading forces until those forces no longer sufficed, at which point the democratic government was no longer supported, and instead a tyranny arises.

In a way, the templar order aims to be this tyrant the people so desire. Not in a malicious fashion certainly, as one would normally associate with the word, but in a sense that they who know how the human mind operates, are best suited to determining a manner of life in which equality and peace are attained not through anarchy but through order.

The assassins who oppose them vie for freedom, a foolish concept they do not seem to realise the true meaning of. A man can be placed in a cage and live in absolute freedom, while another may be living in the plains, objectively 'free', but a slave to his fears. Man desires that freedom from fear and insecurity like nothing else. Man dreads the heavy toll of responsibility that weighs him down and keeps him, apparently, from doing that which he believes will make him happy.

Fallacies, but ones widely supported. Why then deny man those foolish desires if one can obtain peace through this system where man is absolved of his responsibility? The assassins are fools to believe that the freedom they offer, the weight of responsibility for ones own actions, is something that the people want.

The templar's belief is so strong it is almost staggering. It leaves him questioning everything he knows with a new outlook and philosophy, and he finds that, indeed with few exceptions, the templar's reasoning cannot be faulted. Why then, fight for the freedom of people who will be nothing but ungrateful for all of your fighting and sacrifice?

He does the unthinkable behind the screens, he contacts Abstergo and becomes their informant. He is advised to remain within Bischop's circles undetected and retrieve as much information from her as possible, going so far as to hack their own databanks to track their movements, giving the templars yet another great advantage over the assassins, a man on the inside that they haven't had since the murder of Lucy Stillman.

altaïr ibn-la'ahad

height — 6'0" eye colour — hazel hair colour — brown age — 26 years old occupation / title — assassin species — human

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ezio auditore da firenze

height — 6'0" eye colour — brown hair colour — brown age — 25 years old occupation / title — assassin | mentor species — human

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federico auditore da firenze

height — 6'1" eye colour — brown hair colour — brown age — 29 years old occupation / title — master assassin species — human

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As oldest son of the Auditore family, he carries more burdens than most on his shoulders. While for some the reputation and continued success of the family business was all that was at stake, he was also growing into himself as an Assassin under his father's tutelage, leading two lives with far too little time to tend to them both, it sometimes felt like. How Giovanni managed as head of the bank was beyond him…

Loyal almost to a fault and deeply dedicated to any cause he sets himself to, Federico spent a lot of his time studying, be it with tutors for his future role as head of the Auditore bank or with his father for his future role as Assassin. Both were very important to him and he did his best not to let his family down.

Despite the ever-overflowing schedule, he always made time for his family. His younger siblings certainly got the most of his attention whenever he could manage it. Spoiling, protective and ever attempting to be the jester of the four of them, keeping spirits high. When Petruccio's illness came to light he made a point of it to spend even more time with his youngest brother, not wanting to miss anything, and grant the boy as many experiences as his health would allow.

Claudia earned most of his joking and protectiveness, knowing that while formidable even at a younger age, she would still need to fight off many foolish suitors and he had every intention of sending them home an appendage short should they dare hurt her with their thoughtless actions.

When it came to Ezio, Federico often felt conflicted. While he was his closest sibling, he was also the one most likely to follow him into the Brotherhood eventually. Though he was still too young, something Federico certainly agreed with his father on, he did oppose the idea of keeping this side of themselves hidden from him. Ezio deserved to know and to be ready to begin his training. The Auditore had too many enemies and it did not sit well with him that so few of them would be able to put up a fight.

That was why he took it upon himself to teach Ezio how to freerun behind their father's back, not that Giovanni didn't find out, mind… The scolding had been more than worth it to teach his little brother how to navigate the streets of Firenze in a way that would make it difficult for others to follow him. Teaching him how to fight was a bit more difficult, but he made do by involving himself in the various brawls that Ezio and Vieri managed to get themselves into.

When their arrest took place, Federico had never been more terrified. While Claudia and their mother ought to be safe and Ezio had not been with them, Petruccio had not been so lucky. Desperate to do something to aid his family, he found a way to break out of the prison they were held in.

That would have meant survival, if not for the fact that the situation had worsened Petruccio's health. Giovanni had urged him to scout ahead then, saying he'd be right behind him with Petruccio. Both of them had known it was a lie when their eyes met, but he forced his legs to move anyway, using all the skills at his disposal to make his way to freedom. Still exhausted and full of adrenaline, the day of the execution dawned.

Though far from at peak form, Federico forced himself to the square, face covered by his Assassin robes, desperate to find some way to free his family. What he hadn't expected was to see another Assassin there. He'd escaped before Ezio had made it to the tower and as such hadn't known about the exchange between his father and brother. It distracted him sufficiently that he made it to the platform only at the same time as his brother did, crying out in anguish as his family was decimated at the pull of a lever…

They escaped the guards together, though when time came to leave Firenze behind and make for Monteriggioni, depending on interactions, Federico will either go off on his own to search for a way to avenge their family, or accompany Ezio to the villa and join him on his journey. Either way, he is very proud of how far his siblings have come.

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mante donatuccio

height — 6'2" eye colour — hazel hair colour — brown age — 27 years old occupation / title — doctor species — human

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The local doctor in Firenze who, by then, was more than familiar with the Auditore family. First from Giovanni Auditore's visits to his father while he, as a youth, was still studying alongside the man, to the Auditore children Federico and Ezio, who got into just as much, if not more, trouble than their father on a rather frequent basis.

When his father died, he became the doctor for the locals in his stead, though one of several, as no one man could tend to all of Firenze. After the Auditore scandal, Mante became a little less active on the scene, loathing the slander thrown at the Auditore name with no one present to defend it.

He began spreading his time between Firenze and Moteriggioni, having realised where the last scion of the Auditore family was hiding and offering his aid. The world of assassins and templars was not something he had initially anticipated discovering, but he is steadfast and loyal, as well as eager to lend his aid to those who need it.

He still remains frequently in Firenze, as it is both his home, and his profession is prime for the gathering of gossip and whispers on the street to pass on to his allies. Especially La Volpe and his thieves, as they are most frequently available while Ezio is away.

Once the young assassin decides to travel to Roma, Mante follows, eager to explore a new territory despite the templar reign, and to help the assassin further in his endeavours. This persistence of his has aided him also in the acquisition of fighting skills, as being the Auditore healer had put a target on his back more than once.

Still, he is eager as ever to lend his aid to the Auditore and any other who may need it. Though ethically unable to leave a templar on death's door if he can do anything to help, he is not easily bribed or manipulated by them, and reports back to the assassins of the templar's location and status as swiftly as possible, knowing that in doing so he is sealing the templar's fate and undoing his own work, despite his oaths.

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giuliano cacciaro

height — 5'7" eye colour — blue hair colour — brown age — 24 years old occupation / title — leader of the Crows species — human

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When the Crows'  leader was murdered and many of their comrades were felled by either Assassin or Templar hands, Giuliano decided not to follow in his fellow Crows' footsteps and head to Forlì. Which proved to have been a wise decision when shortly thereafter most of the remaining Crows lost their lives.

Furious that the organisation he'd chosen had been so brutally ripped from him, Giuliano swore vengeance and took to travelling to keep from being discovered. The Corvix blade and Crow Leader uniform he kept safely hidden away. Though not his, he'd always been fiercely determined to become one of the few Crow Leaders permitted to don the full uniform.

The further from Rome he got, the safer things became. The Assassins had not cared about their actions until they threatened Leonardo Da Vinci. A mistake Giuliano would not let happen again.

Bolstered by the lack of acknowledgement from Assassin forces, Giuliano settled north, near the border with Switzerland, and became an Assassin informant. This in with the assassins allowed him many contacts and opportunities and though he was invited to become an assassin several times, he refused.

Instead he recruited their initiates in secret. The reckless and the bold always wanted to make more of a difference than their elders were willing to risk, which made them ripe for dissension.

The most loyal youngsters were the ones he sent to the Templars, the Crows' former mother organisation, posing as defecting Assassins who wanted to break free from the lies of the Brotherhood and embrace the Order.

Armed with new knowledge and a foot in both terrains once more, Giuliano donned the robes of the Crow, and became Il Corvo. Though should word reach Rome of his existence, they would refer to him instead as Il Corvo Rinato, the Crow reborn.

For Sirus Favero was dead, but the legacy of the Crows lived on.

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yusuf tazim

height — 6'0" eye colour — blue hair colour — black age — 44 years old occupation / title — master assassin species — human

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süleyman bin selim

height — 5'9" eye colour — brown hair colour — black age — 17 years old occupation / title — Ottoman prince species — human

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edward kenway

height — 5'10" eye colour — green hair colour — dirty blond age — 25 years old occupation / title — pirate captain | assassin species — human

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Longing for a life that was more than simply earning 'honest wages' as a privateer under some privileged jackass in order to provide for himself and the woman he loved, Edward left everything behind and became a pirate, embracing that life rather quickly. Dangerous though it may be, it was the surest way to actually achieve anything.

Along the way he became fast friends with several others, and together they founded the pirate republic of Nassau. It was along that time that he became embroiled in the age old conflict between assassins and templars.

Knowing nothing of either order and marooned on an island with some hostile brit, taking out the opposition and making away with the bastard's possessions seemed the logical choice. When discovering in his robes a promise of hefty repayment for the delivery of a certain object, well, who was he to turn down such an opportunity?

He was a man of fortune, and so too did fortune strike, that he would rescue a merchant from bandits and sail the man's vessel to Havana, where he expected grand reward. Instead, he found several people he didn't quite know what to make of, and a world of expectations to bluff his way through.

When the payment wasn't to satisfaction, Edward turned on them and was captured, subsequently imprisoned on the treasure fleet and met his first mate Adéwalé, with whom he'd remain fast friends for years to come. Together they escaped, returning to Nassau and through Kidd, getting to know the assassin brotherhood, which he had struck harshly in his uninformed and selfish actions.

Feeling some measure of guilt, he chose to actually dedicate himself to their order, following directives and endeavouring to stop Torres' sinister machinations. In time, he earned the right to the title of assassin and the robes he wore.

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laureano de torres y ayala

height — 5'7" eye colour — blue hair colour — white age — 67 years old occupation / title — templar grand master species — human

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julien du casse

height — 6'2" eye colour — blue hair colour — brown age — 33 years old occupation / title — weapon smuggler / dealer species — human

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shay patrick cormac

height — 6'2" eye colour — brown hair colour — brown age — 26 years old occupation / title — templar | former assassin species — human

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christopher gist

height — 6'1" eye colour — grey hair colour — brown age — 50 years old occupation / title — templar | first mate species — human

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haytham kenway

height — 6'0" eye colour — brown hair colour — brown age — 32 years old occupation / title — templar grand master species — human

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george monro

height — 6'0" eye colour — blue hair colour — white age — 57 years old occupation / title — lieutenant-colonel, US army species — human

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charles lee

height — 5'11" eye colour — light blue hair colour — black age — 25 years old occupation / title — templar | soldier species — human

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thomas hickey

height — 6'1" eye colour — brown hair colour — brown age — years old occupation / title — templar | soldier species — human

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achilles davenport

height — 5'8" eye colour — brown hair colour — black age — 42 years old occupation / title — assassin mentor species — human

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Sent from the West Indies by Assassin Mentor Ah Tabai, Achilles settled in the colonies to establish the Colonial, later American, Brotherhood of Assassins.

Passionate and driven, Achilles used his few contacts to expand the new brotherhood greatly, establishing footholds in New York and keeping in touch with allied brotherhoods across the continents.

This expansion included the recruitment of many invaluable allies, such as dedicated student Liam 'O Brian, the Frenchman with governmental ties Louis-Joseph Gaultier, the skilled native mercenary Kesegowaase, and the New York pickpocket and survivor Hope Jensen.

Together they strove to establish a strong Brotherhood to last the test of time and combat their Templar enemies. One of the ways they hoped to achieve this, was by assuring the Templars would not get their hands on precursor artefacts, the objects of Eden.

This led to the battles over possession of the precursor box and Voynich manuscript, which were responsible for leading the assassins to precursor temples in Port au Prince and Haiti as well as Lisbon, triggering vicious earthquakes upon disruption of the temples' contents, losing hundreds of lives in the process.

Determined then to find the truth for himself and keep the Templars from causing even half as much damage as they themselves had, Achilles chose to continue the search, despite Shay's vehement objections and accusations. The misunderstandings that ensued cost Achilles the Brotherhood.

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louis-joseph gaultier

height — 6'1" eye colour — hazel hair colour — black age — 42 years old occupation — assassin title — chevalier de la vérendrye species — human

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arno victor dorian

height — 5'8" eye colour — green hair colour — brown age — 22 years old occupation / title — assassin species — human

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verse — assassin born & templar trained

height — 5'8" eye colour — green hair colour — brown age — 22 years old occupation / title — templar species — human

Considering Arno and Elise's newfound friendship on the day of Charles Dorian's murder, Grand Master of the Parisian Rite of the Templar Order François de la Serre took Arno in and chose to raise him as his ward. A busy man and not always able to look after his daughter and charge himself, he delegated to tutors frequently and kept them apart during lessons to keep the disruptions to a minimum.

Although feeling like Arno was a bad influence on Elise, he was a well-cultured and well-raised young man, and the Grand Master saw potential in him. With the boy under his guardianship, not taking advantage of this opportunity seemed rather foolish.

And so Arno gradually learned of the Templar Order, their history, their ideals and their methods alongside Elise. Despite those studies and his being raised with Templar mentality, Arno did not learn that his guardian was a Grand Master, and so one day decided to slip an urgent letter underneath a closed door without understanding the consequences those actions would bring.

It wasn't until Elise shut him out and he was thrown into the Bastille, accused of murder, that the pieces began to come together. The Assassin Brotherhood suddenly became tangible, and then Elise exposed his own Assassin roots, shocking him greatly.

Knowing much more about the Templar and Assassin conflict, he dove into his late guardian's archives to discover the reason why the Templar Order would have murdered his father so openly. Coming up short on answers, Arno accepted Bellec's offer and went to visit the Assassin stronghold.

From that moment on, Arno became a Templar in Assassin robes. For he did not believe in the Assassin's lauded goals, but he was on a journey to find the truth. He stayed his blade whenever possible around known Templars, wounding perhaps but not killing until he could discover the truth behind his guardian's murder, as well as that of his father's.

After that? Who knows which side he would choose to join, and which he would betray.

verse — let me carry on your light

height — 5'8" eye colour — green hair colour — brown age — 25 years old occupation / title — templar grand master species — human

post unity verse tied to arno's templar verse. after elise dies anyway, he takes up her work and becomes grand master through sheer force of will, beating out the corruption from the order viciously in her name.

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pierre bellec

height — 5'6" eye colour — dark brown hair colour — black age — 50 years old occupation / title — master assassin species — human

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sir jacob frye

height — 5'7" eye colour — hazel hair colour — brown age — 21 years old occupation / title — assassin | mentor species — human

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crawford starrick

height — 5'10" eye colour — blue hair colour — black age — 41 years old occupation / title — templar grand master species — human

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lucy thorne

height — 5'8" eye colour — brown hair colour — brown age — 31 years old occupation / title — templar species — human

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lyle tiberius rourke

height — 6'1" eye colour — black hair colour — grey age — 56 years old occupation / title — commander species — human

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helga sinclair

height — 5'8" eye colour — blue hair colour — blond age — 43 years old occupation / title — lieutenant species — human

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jason

height — 6'0" eye colour — blue hair colour — light brown age — 34 years old occupation / title — warrior species — human

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heptarian

height — 5'9" eye colour — grey hair colour — brown age — 32 years old occupation / title — commander species — human

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ariadne

height — 5'7" eye colour — brown hair colour — brown age — 22 years old occupation / title — princess | queen species — human

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aang

height — 4'8" eye colour — brown hair colour — brown age — 114 years old occupation / title — avatar | air nomad species — human

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zuko

height — 5'7" eye colour — brown hair colour — black age — 21 years old occupation / title — fire lord species — human

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hama

height — 5'4" eye colour — grey hair colour — grey age — 85 years old occupation / title — blood bender species — human

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Formerly believed to be the last water bender of the Southern Water Tribe, Hama defended her home admirably once her tribe members had been captured, but was eventually overcome and forced to surrender.

Held in captivity with uncomfortable conditions such as steel cages and arid air, bound tightly whenever fed any water at all, the water benders suffered greatly during their years in captivity. Many withered away, knowing no help would come from their northern brethren. Hama however, managed to remain determined.

She had always been resourceful, and used this skill to search for water in the most unlikely of places. Unfortunately, there was no water to be found anywhere nearby. That is, aside from within herself, the guards, and the animals that scuttled throughout the compound.

Though she needed the full moon in order to gain enough power to develop the idea she'd been growing quietly in her mind, and thus could hardly practice frequently, she eventually learned to control the elephant rats that lived nearby. It took time, but eventually she was even able to use this ability on a much larger beast: her captors.

Forcing her guard to release her from the cage and manacles that bound her, she escaped from captivity. Knowing that going back home was both a futile and dangerous endeavour that would only bring the Fire Nation's attention back to the Southern Water Tribe, she went into hiding in the fire nation instead.

She realised that she had spent years in captivity and as furious with the Fire Nation both for holding her captive, as well as destroying her home. After all, though perhaps some part of the Southern Water Tribe was still standing, that didn't take away the fact that it was no longer home to any water bender. So many of her friends had suffered and died within those dry iron walls…

Consumed with fury she vowed to avenge the water tribe and her brethren in any way she could, blaming the fire nation as a whole and dedicating herself to using her unique powers in order to punish the nation that had caused her so much suffering.

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yakone

height — 6'0" eye colour — blue hair colour — brown age — 46 years old occupation / title — blood bender species — human

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korra

height — 5'6" eye colour — blue hair colour — brown age — 17 years old occupation / title — avatar species — human

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mako

height — 5'8" eye colour — reddish brown hair colour — brown age — 19 years old occupation / title — fire bender species — human

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bolin

height — 5'6" eye colour — green hair colour — black age — 18 years old occupation / title — earth bender species — human

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eska

height — 5'5" eye colour — blue hair colour — black age — 18 years old occupation / title — water bender species — human

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desna

height — 5'5" eye colour — blue hair colour — black age — 18 years old occupation / title — water bender species — human

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zaheer

height — 5'11" eye colour — grey hair colour — brown age — 34 years old occupation / title — airbender | red lotus species — human

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verse — the red lotus training temple

The Red Lotus existed, at one time as one with its counterpart, to further the talents of gifted benders and aid them on their path to mastery of their element. At a time where unique bending was far less common, those with high enough skill could obtain access to Lotus training, though they often recruited specifically those who had unique talents to speak of.

Once the White Lotus became more focussed upon the avatar, and in teaching them to master the four elements, those members who disagreed with such exclusivity broke off from the core of the organisation and started their own, which was meant to represent the original values of the Lotus.

They were a team of four, one master for each element and variation that fell under it, and they passed on their knowledge and status through the generations, out of the control of the White Lotus, and frequently hovering at the edge of the law, as well. Many of the leaders that came after, as well as their students, were idealists or dissatisfied with their place in the world or the supposed balance that should have been maintained but was inadequately handled in their point of view.

Though the will of the original members of the Red Lotus still exists in their leaders, bits of ideology travelled through generations, and dissatisfaction is an easy seed to be planted. That dissatisfaction grew, until some members of the red Lotus chose to become more proactive, and ignore their masters' advice to stay out of it.

Some chose to attack the newly determined Avatar. Attempting at the time to still reconcile the situation between their students and the by then rather unforgiving White Lotus, they were arrested and imprisoned for the actions of their students, who despite furious protest, were let off after a while under the misconception that it was the leaders of the Red Lotus who had poisoned their minds.

With no one to guide it, the organisation fell into the shadows, sinking away until such a time where their old masters would resurface, or new ones would be chosen. For years they languished in prison, until one day something changed, something so drastic that the only non-bender to have ever become a master within the Red Lotus, gained a skill many had thought to have become nearly extinct.

From then on things changed, news of their escape reached the old members of the Red Lotus, and they began joining under their banner once more. But now there was more than dissatisfaction, there was spite over the wrongful imprisonment of their leaders for over a decade. Many blamed the Avatar, though she had been but a child at the time of the initial attack.

Plans were made among the pupils to make her pay for her perceived wrongs, and so unfolded the mess at Zao Fu. But when Korra met with Zaheer in the spirit world, he was determined to tell her the truth of things, though naturally she was sceptic of him and his claims. Once she realised that they were telling the truth, Korra's sense of justice kicked up a fuss, and eventually the Red Lotus was tried and found innocent, and that despite their prison break and the general dissatisfaction of it happening at all, they had suffered enough.

In the wake of this, the Red Lotus was finally able to operate once more in earnest.

Zaheer was now finally able to take up his place as the master airbender of the Red Lotus. Having always admired and coveted both the post and the ability itself, Zaheer had trained himself in air nomad culture and fighting styles through documents left by their predecessors, and now he would finally be able to teach and pass on his knowledge, perhaps even to some of the new airbenders that had no interest in Korra or Tenzin.

Korra herself was, while permitted, not entirely welcome at the Red Lotus training grounds, as the other students mostly still perceived her as the enemy. That, however, didn't keep Zaheer from offering her a place as a member under his tutelage if she wished it, or to aid her with anything related to the spirits and air nomad culture that she couldn't get from Tenzin for one reason or another.

If she, or any other, chose to take him up on that offer, they would find a teacher who is both patient and ruthless in equal measure, believing fiercely in trial by fire. He will drill them on the proper forms, and speak passionately about the culture and the importance of the exercises they are doing and why they matter, and he will just as easily engage them in battle if it will help improve their skills.

Once monthly, the Red Lotus houses a closed tournament, to which only members of the Lotus or family of those participating were allowed to show up. In this tournament, each master chooses a group of five individuals from their discipline and they engage with each other in an open scale battle where falling off the ring or being knocked out means failure, and where helping those of your section is essential for victory. If a group is then satisfied with sharing a victory they will, if not they can choose for a battle of wills, and the last one standing will win.

The prize for this tournament is often advancement to higher forms of training, proving to their master that they are ready for it, or as a challenge against others who would usurp the opportunity to become the master's chosen apprentice in the field. The apprentice is frequently the one who will succeed the former master and take up their role once they are ready.

Not all in the Red Lotus is about competition however. Much focusses on cooperation, among those of a single discipline and across, to a field of cooperative bending that isn't often witnessed anymore due to the distrust and bias among benders caused by the last war.

Zaheer strongly prides himself upon his position within the Lotus and aims now to pass his knowledge on to as many students willing to learn from him as he can.

ghazan

height — 6'2" eye colour — green hair colour — black age — 36 years old occupation / title — lava bender | red lotus species — human

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verse — the red lotus training temple

The Red Lotus existed, at one time as one with its counterpart, to further the talents of gifted benders and aid them on their path to mastery of their element. At a time where unique bending was far less common, those with high enough skill could obtain access to Lotus training, though they often recruited specifically those who had unique talents to speak of.

Once the White Lotus became more focussed upon the avatar, and in teaching them to master the four elements, those members who disagreed with such exclusivity broke off from the core of the organisation and started their own, which was meant to represent the original values of the Lotus.

They were a team of four, one master for each element and variation that fell under it, and they passed on their knowledge and status through the generations, out of the control of the White Lotus, and frequently hovering at the edge of the law, as well. Many of the leaders that came after, as well as their students, were idealists or dissatisfied with their place in the world or the supposed balance that should have been maintained but was inadequately handled in their point of view.

Though the will of the original members of the Red Lotus still exists in their leaders, bits of ideology travelled through generations, and dissatisfaction is an easy seed to be planted. That dissatisfaction grew, until some members of the red Lotus chose to become more proactive, and ignore their masters' advice to stay out of it.

Some chose to attack the newly determined Avatar. Attempting at the time to still reconcile the situation between their students and the by then rather unforgiving White Lotus, they were arrested and imprisoned for the actions of their students, who despite furious protest, were let off after a while under the misconception that it was the leaders of the Red Lotus who had poisoned their minds.

With no one to guide it, the organisation fell into the shadows, sinking away until such a time where their old masters would resurface, or new ones would be chosen. For years they languished in prison, until one day something changed, something so drastic that the only non-bender to have ever become a master within the Red Lotus, gained a skill many had thought to have become nearly extinct.

From then on things changed, news of their escape reached the old members of the Red Lotus, and they began joining under their banner once more. But now there was more than dissatisfaction, there was spite over the wrongful imprisonment of their leaders for over a decade. Many blamed the Avatar, though she had been but a child at the time of the initial attack.

Plans were made among the pupils to make her pay for her perceived wrongs, and so unfolded the mess at Zao Fu. But when Korra met with Zaheer in the spirit world, he was determined to tell her the truth of things, though naturally she was sceptic of him and his claims. Once she realised that they were telling the truth, Korra's sense of justice kicked up a fuss, and eventually the Red Lotus was tried and found innocent, and that despite their prison break and the general dissatisfaction of it happening at all, they had suffered enough.

In the wake of this, the Red Lotus was finally able to operate once more in earnest.

Ghazan had once been in charge of the earth benders within the Red Lotus, and though his own bending was that of a unique nature, he enjoyed teaching them immensely and looked forward to doing so again. However the opportunity to teach another lavabender would likely be the highlight of his career as an instructor.

Though frequently easy-going as a person, Ghazan can be a ruthless yet patient teacher. In a way it is tradition for them to be so, to find a balance within themselves and their teaching methods, in order to impart their knowledge and inspire other benders as best they can.

He is the type of person that especially enjoys catching his students off guard with unconventional tactics both on the battlefield and outside of it. He will frequently play pranks to encourage his students to think creatively and use that creativity to discover new heights their bending can reach, because all of them agree on one fundamental principle.

In bending, nothing is impossible.

Once monthly, the Red Lotus houses a closed tournament, to which only members of the Lotus or family of those participating were allowed to show up. In this tournament, each master chooses a group of five individuals from their discipline and they engage with each other in an open scale battle where falling off the ring or being knocked out means failure, and where helping those of your section is essential for victory. If a group is then satisfied with sharing a victory they will, if not they can choose for a battle of wills, and the last one standing will win.

The prize for this tournament is often advancement to higher forms of training, proving to their master that they are ready for it, or as a challenge against others who would usurp the opportunity to become the master's chosen apprentice in the field. The apprentice is frequently the one who will succeed the former master and take up their role once they are ready.

Not all in the Red Lotus is about competition however. Much focusses on cooperation, among those of a single discipline and across, to a field of cooperative bending that isn't often witnessed anymore due to the distrust and bias among benders caused by the last war.

merliah summers

height — 5'7" eye colour — blue hair colour — blond age — 18 years old occupation / title — professional surfer species — human | mermaid

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kylie morgan

height — 5'7" eye colour — brown hair colour — brown age — 18 years old occupation / title — professional surfer species — human | mermaid

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raquelle

height — 5'7" eye colour — blue hair colour — black age — 17 years old occupation / title — actress species — human | fairy

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zane

height — 5'9" eye colour — brown hair colour — dark brown age — 18 years old occupation / title — prince species — fairy

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crystal

height — 5'6" eye colour — green hair colour — auburn age — 16 years old occupation / title — photographer species — fairy

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james flint mcGraw

height — 5'9" eye colour — green hair colour — ginger age — 47 years old occupation / title — pirate captain species — human

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verse — age of magic

Far more people in the world have a capacity for magic than would seem readily apparent, when the majority of mages take great pains to hide their powers. The crux of the matter is simply that, while most have the capacity for magic and even enough of a fervent wish or need to use it, they lack the mental fortitude to command their gifted element. That fortitude is something cultivated with age and circumstance, rather than any conscious training. Some people may discover their power abruptly after a certain series of events, yet had no inkling that they had any magic prior to that moment.

James was already beginning to notice sign of his powers when he was still a part of the Royal Navy, flares of fire to accompany his temper, well controlled but on occasion stoked nonetheless. In fact, his grip on his temper became more difficult to maintain as he discovered his gift.

It took a lot of training and fortitude to regain the control he had over himself before he realised his aptitude for fire. After that, he kept it a closely guarded secret, especially as a pirate. Powerful by reputation and mundane skill alone, he would not fare well if his powers were exposed before he was ready and he knew it. Of course, considering his place as captain, he rarely had the time to practice either.

Still, he trained as he could, manipulating the flame of the candles in his cabin if need be. On the day he would need to display his power or use it to escape an otherwise impossible situation, he intended to be ready.

john silver

height — 5'9" eye colour — blue hair colour — black age — 33 years old occupation / title — opportunist species — human

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verse — age of magic

Far more people in the world have a capacity for magic than would seem readily apparent, when the majority of mages take great pains to hide their powers. The crux of the matter is simply that, while most have the capacity for magic and even enough of a fervent wish or need to use it, they lack the mental fortitude to command their gifted element. That fortitude is something cultivated with age and circumstance, rather than any conscious training. Some people may discover their power abruptly after a certain series of events, yet had no inkling that they had any magic prior to that moment.

Having always been a cunning little bastard driven only by survival and the wish to see himself settled, is it any surprise that he began to manifest his powers early? As young as just over twenty years of age, Silver began to notice that things got a little chilly around him on occasion, the more danger, the more likely someone was to slip on a patch of ice in the middle of summer.

Naturally, he figured out what was happened rather quickly and made a run for it. Ever since then he practiced until he knew he could control himself. No surprise would bring out sudden frost, no anger would coat his skin or that of others in ice, and no fear would result in the accidental impalement of his enemies. No one would ever know.

Becoming part of a pirate crew didn't change any of that, despite the knowledge that he'd be invaluable as a mage and that he had more than enough power to dissuade anyone from trying to hurt him ever again. Unfortunately, he was just as likely to become a prisoner or a bargaining chip if he revealed it, so he remained silent. At least when it came to his own powers.

Observant as ever, he was reasonably quick to deduce his captain's own skill in the field, never mind their opposite elements making things very difficult should he ever need to fight the man for any reason. As far as he could tell, no one else on the ship had any sort of magical aptitude, which was a relief at least. As ever, information is his currency when dealing with anyone unaware of his true potential, which is pretty much everyone.

hal gates

height — 5'9" eye colour — brown hair colour — — age — 52 years old occupation / title — quartermaster | captain species — human

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billy bones

height — 6'5" eye colour — green hair colour — light brown age — 35 years old occupation / title — boatswain | quartermaster species — human

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verse — age of magic

Far more people in the world have a capacity for magic than would seem readily apparent, when the majority of mages take great pains to hide their powers. The crux of the matter is simply that, while most have the capacity for magic and even enough of a fervent wish or need to use it, they lack the mental fortitude to command their gifted element. That fortitude is something cultivated with age and circumstance, rather than any conscious training. Some people may discover their power abruptly after a certain series of events, yet had no inkling that they had any magic prior to that moment.

For Billy, that moment came after he was rescued from drowning at sea, brought on board the Scarborough, and found the determination within himself to defy the fate Flint had dictated for him.

He had wavered when he was still part of the man's crew, hesitant and following Flint's orders, lying to the crew despite his own misgivings. Once freed from that doubt, and taking on his own certainty, he became as stalwart as the crew had believed him to be.

As a result of that, he connected with his magic and discovered a certain aptitude toward the earth. He could manipulate the dirt, move it, shape it… After a while he figured out he could shift stone and rock as well. It's not something particularly useful on a ship, but it gives him quite the advantage on land.

charles vane

height — 6'4" eye colour — brown hair colour — brown age — 45 years old occupation / title — captain species — human

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jack rackham

height — 6'1" eye colour — brown hair colour — black age — 42 years old occupation / title — quartermaster | captain species — human

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verse — age of magic

Far more people in the world have a capacity for magic than would seem readily apparent, when the majority of mages take great pains to hide their powers. The crux of the matter is simply that, while most have the capacity for magic and even enough of a fervent wish or need to use it, they lack the mental fortitude to command their gifted element. That fortitude is something cultivated with age and circumstance, rather than any conscious training. Some people may discover their power abruptly after a certain series of events, yet had no inkling that they had any magic prior to that moment.

Jack didn't truly begin to realise his powers until he grew into himself as a captain in his own right. He'd had the powers simmering at the edge of his consciousness for quite some time before then, it was part of why the Ranger's crew had been wary and respectful of him despite his build and cunning. He'd never truly known however.

But captaincy is a position of both strength and responsibility. It requires more than just knowledge or cunning, it requires confidence and fortitude. Any hesitation can be seen as a sign of weakness, and there is far more to consider than the majority of crews would realise. The quartermaster is the only one to come closest to the full complexity of the matter, short of becoming captain.

Slowly but surely, he discovered the way the shadows of the ship danced in his presence, how those who annoyed him suffered from nightmares or saw things that weren't there. His crew became susceptible to influence more easily, for all they'd been quite the resistant bastards at the start.

Naturally, once he realised what the fuck was happening, he reigned himself in and took to practicing so that he wouldn't end up twisting his men to his tune without notice or care. They were still free men sailing under his banner, and while he did need their cooperation and trust, he wanted and needed to earn it honestly, not through means of magic or deceit.

Still, without any viable test subjects to exert his powers on, he doesn't really know the full extent of what he is capable of, and he is mighty curious about it.

max

height — 5'0" eye colour — hazel hair colour — brown age — 28 years old occupation / title — madame | prostitute species — human

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verse — age of magic

Far more people in the world have a capacity for magic than would seem readily apparent, when the majority of mages take great pains to hide their powers. The crux of the matter is simply that, while most have the capacity for magic and even enough of a fervent wish or need to use it, they lack the mental fortitude to command their gifted element. That fortitude is something cultivated with age and circumstance, rather than any conscious training. Some people may discover their power abruptly after a certain series of events, yet had no inkling that they had any magic prior to that moment.

Max had always known she was smart, saw beyond the pettiness of her coworkers and into the hearts of men. She knew what they wanted, and she knew how to manipulate those desires to suit her own gain.

Once she became Madame at the inn, her position allowed for confidence that drew forth her powers. She'd known she had them, as she had known her mother had them, but that didn't mean that managing them was easy. Water was drawn to her, and she needed to find a way to control it and fast, if she wanted to keep her position here and not return to serving the whims of men.

Slowly her control over water grew. She could influence large amounts of it, playing on occasion with the tides on a quieter part of the island. She could even make it rain, if she really wanted to, though that was more complicated and verged a lot of energy to achieve. The first time she did it, she found herself exhausted and with blood trickling from her nose and even her ears. She was careful not to test herself ever since.

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