Alyce Scarlett
| Alyce | |||||||
| Female Cansin | |||||||
| Player: Rezaps | |||||||
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| General Information | ||||||||||
| Full Name: | Alyce Scarlett | |||||||||
| Nicknames: | Princess of Harmony, The Golden Brat, Child of Unity, Scarlett Stag. | |||||||||
| Age: | 22 | |||||||||
| Deity: | Egyptian Pantheon (Primarily Thoth) Imperial Pantheon | |||||||||
| Alignment: |
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| Occupation: | Harmonium Agent, Investigator, Pathfinder, Peacekeeper, Inquisitor. | |||||||||
| Faction/Rank: | Harmonium | |||||||||
| Place of Birth: | Rosoth (Concordia) | |||||||||
| Physical Attributes | ||||||||||
| Height: | 5'7 | |||||||||
| Weight: | 190 lbs | |||||||||
| Eyes: | Golden | |||||||||
| Hair: | Dirty Blonde | |||||||||
| Complexion: | Freckles, bruises and cuts, whiteish tan skin, a scar on her right cheek. | |||||||||
| Physical Build: | Average | |||||||||
| Physical Features: | Her eyes often change colors depending on the moment/action. A yellow bow wrapped around her neck. | |||||||||
| Skills | ||||||||||
| Gatecrashing, Guiding, Bastard Sword Expertise, Healing, Investigating, Tracking, Planes Knowledge, Planar Knowledge. | ||||||||||
| Equipment and Items | ||||||||||
| A bastard sword called Unity, two whips, a rune shield, a short-bow, a hammer, and unique heavy armor with some weird rust on it. | ||||||||||
Fun Facts
- Her name is pronounced in 3 different ways (Alice, Aleas, Aleeze)
- She likes spiders
- She "owns" a pet seagull named Sanity
- She loves meeting and learning about new people
- She has issues eating candy and most food as it upsets her stomach
- Most food to her is either really sour or bland
- She has never been drunk and is very hard for her to feel the effects of alcohol
- She sucks at math and has trouble with numbers
Backstory
The Father
Alyce's childhood was rough, she never knew her mother or that if she even had one. But her father was...well he wasn't much of a father to her. Her father was supposedly a powerful tyrant who claimed to have powers of a God, and could "fix" people's problems (it is rumored that he started the problems just to fix them). Alyce was very young when her father made an exchange to trade her life for another's. In this unofficial disownment, Alyce was offered to a human family who was in need of a cure for their sick and dying child. The proposition was; in exchange for saving their child's life and curing them of all sickness, they would have to give up their child to the Father and allow him to raise them, while they must raise Alyce and deceive her into believing she was their daughter. Alyce grew with her new family, attempting to live a normal life, however she seemed to have issues with fitting in and making friends. Growing up she was almost never bullied (possibly because Alyce wasn't worth the trouble) and had little to no issues with living out her childhood. Her adopted parents were very modest and were considered middle class. Her adopted father was a local road-guard, assisting in keeping the roads safe and clear of debris and crime. Her adopted mother was a tailor, who had a wonderful eye for fashion. She grew up being taught by her adopted father, on how to cook, hunt, fight, and tending to wounds. And her adopted mother taught her important skills, like manners (somewhat), cleaning, and fashion. As she grew, so did her talents and skills, but also her curiosity and excitement of solving situations. She would often go around helping other kids and students with their issues and even played detective in finding things for people. She got caught one day, attempting to break into a restricted area, trying to reclaim someone's doll they lost (she managed to return the doll, but she was swiftly scolded by her adopted parents afterwards). Alyce's curiosity known no bounds or limits, as she often got into situations where she would most likely end up in trouble or in danger (it also wouldn't help that she would often tell the truth, which in turn caused her parents to find out). She grew up not knowing she was a cansin, but could always sense that something was off and that she was different from others. One day her cansin instincts kicked in and she suddenly had an urge to explore a castle one day. This very castle, was in fact the one she was born in. Snooping around in the halls and exploring it while avoiding getting caught, she was excited and fascinated to actually be inside of a castle for once. But Alyce being Alyce, she eventually got caught. After being caught, she was brought before the Father, and he looked upon her with...disgust. It was clear he recognized her, but of course Alyce didn't know anything at the time. Her parents begged and pleaded to retrieve her and to keep her in line, the Father allowed it, but only this one time. Alyce was kept on a more strict schedule, being forced to work and use her skills for an actual job. She was assigned to assist her mother in tailoring duties, but it was very clear she wasn't the best at it, being clumsy and making plenty of mistakes. Her mother eventually got annoyed with her and thought it would be better to let her father attempt at keeping her in check. But it turns out that even a simple task as watching a road proved to be difficult. She was restless and hated sitting in one spot for long, she often would take off and forced her father to leave his post to go find her. Eventually it got to a point where they were out of ideas when it came with containing her. The best decision they could come up with, was to send her to train with the other recruits and soldiers of the local militia, while they worked, maybe they could whip her into shape (oh boy...were they wrong). She caused as much chaos there, as she did at home, getting yelled at and even being punished through different forms of drills and tasks (cleaning and hard labor). Another issue was how emotional Alyce got when she was scolded. When someone were to yell at her, she would often cry or run off angrily. She was very much unable to control her emotions at a young age. Though she got angry, she never laid a finger on anyone without a proper cause (and anyone who laid a hand on her, got the wrath of many angry soldiers who would die to protect one of their own troop's child). Alyce was well loved and protected, they treated her like their actual daughter and eventually the reality of Alyce becoming their true daughter, finally set in. Until Alyce found out of course...a cansin is going to cansin, and she somehow found a way to sneak back into the Father's castle and got caught...again. This time, the Father didn't go easy on her and beat her a little for trespassing. Angrily and concerned, her parents rushed in to protect her, but were also punished for allowing Alyce to disrespect the Father again. Alyce had this sense that he was hiding something, and she wanted to find it. After biting one of the guards and almost killing one with a swing of a sword, she took off, in search of something...whatever it was that was attracting her. She eventually came and found a chamber; filled with stars and beauty, many different forms of shapes and fragments. Her brain was unable to fully comprehend what she saw, but the importance of it was obviously not something she could figure out with a simple glance. The guards were on her tail, and she needed a way to escape and possibly figure out what that room was. She managed to escape, but not without some fault. Her parents were still inside of the castle, being held prisoner, and she needed to rescue them. So devised a plan and gathered some tools and supplies and snuck back into the castle. Again...this is Alyce we are talking about...she was clumsy, so she easily alerted the guards, but Alyce fought back, almost kicking their asses, before she was knocked down. She used the environment to her advantage using it as cover and to block the blows from the guards. She managed to rebalance herself and defeated the guards (this wasn't the first time she killed someone...a long story for another time...but it was still very grim and scaring to see). She fought her way through and found her parents in an attempt to rescue them. But another was lurking...waiting...ready to pounce. The Sibling grabbed Alyce by the throat and slammed her into the wall, smashing her head open. Alyce's father grabbed her blade and reluctantly fought the Sibling, only to lose and be gutted and killed by their own child. Their mother's cries and fury as she attempted to tend to Alyce and then fight her child. She too failed as she was beheaded and killed. Alyce watched, unable to move or react in paralysis from the damage. She witnessed both her parents die before her and what she didn't know was her Sibling come up flinging her down the hall, dragging her to the Father's chamber. They picked her up forced her to stare the Father into the eyes. Alyce in this moment felt angry, beyond anything she felt before. She tried to fight, but she couldn't move, as her spine was broken and one last cry of agony shot out of her. She awoke the next day in a cell, covered in blood (some hers, some her parents), but fully healed. Confused and still in some bits of pain, she attempted to find a way out, but only ended up hurting herself more. She was alive, but what for? She eventually was forcefully dragged out of her cell and into that same room filled with stars and shapes. It was there her Father revealed to her the secret he kept from her, about her life, about her parents, about the Sibling. But a questioned lingered in her mind...why? Why do this? Why cause this much pain in her life? Why beat her and kill her parents? What is he hiding and why do this? She doesn't know...nor does anyone other than the Father himself know. As for how Alyce arrived in Sigil, that was a mystery too. Alyce was broken by this moment, the Father released her back into the world where she lived alone, wandering and in search of truth. Tired of the burden of living, she requested that the Father kill her and end her misery. He refused and instead tortured her, inflicting more pain upon her than she could bare. The questions of why and the purpose is still unknown. How did Alyce get to Sigil? Why did the Father do this? What is his goal? Alyce may never truly know.
Rosoth (Concordia)
[WIP]
Agent of Harmony
Uprising
Part 1:
Chaos, everything was once formed from chaos, or at least that is a common theory. I am confident in my heritage that I was born from chaos. The pressure of my past really took effect on me the more I drifted from chaos and further into harmony. I felt more alive, more full, more complete. Is it safe to say that creatures can escape chaos and find peace in harmony? I can safely say, such is true. However, the road to harmony is not an easy one. It takes time, discipline, faith, acceptance. You must allow yourself to let go of selfish desires and to release yourself from the pressure within. You will never escape chaos alone, it takes unity, hope, love, a family. I am a stag, I am a cansin, but this doesn't mean I am unworthy of finding harmony, of finding my purpose and place amongst it, among others. Liberation from the pain and misery that I hold. We may find law flawed, it's logic useless, and it's purpose corrupted. We sit in silence, allowing ourselves to think and question every dark thought that attempts to cloud and flood our minds. It is the chaos that seeps into our conscience and shapes and twists reality. We overthink our every move, our every breath, and we believe our thoughts, the ones that claim we can shape reality with a wave of the hand. Chaos, death, entropy. It all floods the mind, floods our hearts, it wants us to fight, to die, to constantly end everything and shape it into something...but what is that something? What purpose does it serve? I am willing to find that purpose, but I must first allow harmony to guide me into my place. The power of greed and lust, if that is what you believe is real, is truth. Then where is your place, your harmony, where is your peace? Others may doubt us, doubt me. But my faith and my life, is fully in harmony, and I pray that you trust me when I say this: I envision endless hope and peace, a love beyond anything we could ever imagine, an eternal harmony, one built around unity and order. We will shape this chaos into order, destroy those who threaten our peace, and to help those in need. We will not fail, for I place my trust into you, into us, into harmony. I request one thing and one thing only, to trust me, to trust us.
Faithful Skeptic
[WIP]
Gatecrasher's Artifice
The Crystal
Curiosity is one of many feelings that drives Alyce. She often dreams up ideas and tools to use on her journey, a very creative mind who likes to tinker with the environment and items around her. One of the few things that she managed to bring from her prime is an odd crystal that is filled with some sort of unfamiliar energy. Studying and researching the crystal, Alyce had found very little on what the crystal is or if there was a possibility of finding it beyond her prime. A couple of theories she has cooked up is: it could be one of a kind, or a very rare material, maybe it is artificial, or some sort of a ancient resource. Despite the limited knowledge and lack of information, while traveling and exploring the planes, she managed to find other crystals with properties similar to the one of her crystal, though not exact, it was just enough to help narrow down what exactly her crystal could be. After doing some experimentation and playing around with it, she found traces of magic hidden within the crystal, that when activated, is capable of manipulating and dampening the environment around her. Not only was the crystal able to remove magic, it was capable of summoning portals and even bending them, by opening, closing, or even redirecting their location. Overtime she learned how to harness the power and even adapted it to her everyday use as both a Planeswalker and Agent of Harmony. The power grew and so did she, as both her and the crystal soon were in tune with each other, a perfect sync. Attaching the crystal to her vambrace and overtime adding on upgrades and modifications to it, she was now able to classify herself as a Gatecrasher.
Inquisitor's View
Theory to Good & Evil
Evil is something that anyone can claim, anyone can wield, anyone can believe. To be evil, is to be complex, to be self valued, to be self viewed. You see everything as complex as it is, right down to the finest detail. You dig and dig for the most logical and resourceful answer. You argue and fight over everything, and you constantly believe that no matter what, YOU are correct. You are the infection, either through purpose, or through deception. YOU value correctness and meaning over what is real or fake. If something doesn't fit in your picture, you attempt to manipulate it to fit, YOU see it as one, as a whole, as a singular blob. You are blinded by your own actions, lied to by purpose, by a dream, by a person, by a thought. You believe it is real, because it is the only thing real to you, and the more you dig and dig, the more convoluted and imperfect it becomes. To be evil is not to be wicked or vile, but to be...lost...determined to do what YOU seek to believe, what YOU seek to achieve, what is often times ultimately considered...truth. You view things either on the surface as face value and believe that to be true, or you dig too deep and find something that was once true, but is now forgotten, and use it to spark a new conflict, a new reason to find despair. What is evil? Evil is depth, evil is pain, evil is hate, evil is conflict, evil is lies, evil is...complex, undefinable by complexity...and by ultimate chaos.
Good...good is something many wish to seek, many wish to achieve, many wish to earn. But good is not something you will easily be able to achieve. To be good, is to admit you aren't perfect, to admit defeat. You are not perfect, and you shouldn't attempt to be. To be good is to have weights always on your shoulder, if one tips too far, you fall. Sometimes the weights crush you, other times you may drop it and others are crushed by it. Good is not rewarded, good is not fair, good is not real or fake...good is hope, good is honor, good is love. A body is infected, it is your job to cleanse the body of that sickness, to remove it. You could kill the body and it stops the sickness, but most healers will attempt to save their patient as best as they can. An infection will never stop growing, you may be able to slow it down or heal it, but it may eventually come back, either stronger or changed. You have to keep attending the wound, keep applying pressure to it, and you have to recognize the sickness and not cast out the sick. Good isn't an observation or a memory, it is a feeling beyond YOUR emotions, beyond YOUR comprehension, beyond YOUR thought. Good forgets, it forgives, it embraces those who wish to be loved. You can not simply claim to be good, as it is not something YOU can control. What is good? Good is beyond definition, it isn't something I can define, something I have the right to claim is mine or anyone else, good isn't something for me to decide, good isn't correcting people. What I use to view good as, was a way to find purpose, to overcome evil and to shine brighter than the darkness, to live in pain, to understand the evil around us, to show people a way to live. But to be good, is to admit I am wrong, I do not know what good is, but I will do whatever it takes to help others to believe in it, and to protect them from the infection. Hope, honor, unity, peace, love.
Code (WIP):
"We will protect, all who need protection."
"We won't judge, we will only question."
"We will reach, to the hands that reach out."
"We will find, those who seek."
"We won't fall, we will pick back up."
"We won't hate, even in despair."
"We will save, even if they hate."
"We won't fear, for it is a lie."
"We are never alone, unity strengthens."
"We follow logic, for we believe in evidence."
"We choose harmony, for it will define our fate."
"We fight for peace, for it is harmony."