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Description

Name:
Raenir Claramond

"Bright Protector"

Race:

Crystanite

Species Information

Age:

Unknown

Height:

5'9" ft. | 152 cm.

Occupation:

Healer | Healing Instructor

Faction:

Caelius

Abilities:

Raenir's Magic

Raenir is a Support Healer, she resides in knowing mainly support and healing for special times during work area and during her travels with either her mercenary friend or the brothers of course. Though many of the times this sort of magic can weaken her during healing especially, because she takes on the pain the person is suffering at the moment during her heals, exhausting her body and making it sore enough for her to rest for a few days. She recovers energy from using magic, drinking potions she makes from herbs that she raises within her home, at times when she has enough cash she uses the money to have her friend find her Jadeite gemstone for her to eat.

Support Magic

This type of magic allows her to power up allies during battle. The basic ones that she knows for now are Protect, Magic Guard, Quicken, Spell-cast, and Power-Up. Protect can come in many forms and shapes depending on who or how much she's protecting. Magic guard block any kind of elemental magic that is aimed at the allies.Quicken speeds up the allies that are around her and are able to dodge attacks from in-coming enemies but it runs out after one minute of use. Spell-cast is the same as quicken but its for magic, it let's Raenir cast quicker for an entire minute. Power-up strength both magic and physical for her allied which also last about a minute after casting.

Healing Magic

This is helpful in her work area. The basics for this magic are Heal, Poison Cure, Wound Seal, and Lost Cold. Healing is for helping with small scars or scratches, poison cure is something she developed using the Miasma essence, Wound seal is to close open wound but this does take out a lot of her energy depending how deep it is. Lost cold is helpful for sick people it takes a few days of her healing the sickness away. Depending what kind of flu, virus, or sickness it is Raenir would take more time which can weakened her if she is not prepared for it.

Personality:

Having no memory of who she was before the crystal change her, Rainer tries to develop her personality as she was taught by her adopted angelic mother. She was taught to be polite and respectful and so she is and doesn't hesitate to disrespect you if you do not respect her at all. But she is polite and she will do it with the most serene smile and kind words. To older studious and more formal people she learned to speak well of them but of course her other personality take advantage of them. Being a a kind little girl she would easily get away with many things after her mother died. Raenir would used her kind, dominant, persuasive traits to get her money from people and such. She would either pickpocket them or use her innocent traits to get food from others in the end though she usually gets away with money.

When she realized that her magic abilities had kicked in from her species, she decided she wanted to be helpful to others in someway. Little by little she taught herself about herbs and other medical things. She became a studious person to studious that she learned about necromancy and its wrong doings. As she grew older though her bad traits developed. Rainer came to realize that she was alone in that little shop of magic. Raenir needed someone around because how lonely she was. Raenir became clingy, wanting attention, and cuddly with anything. Sometimes she would get to close to the people that would come into the shop just so she could have a little more to chat about.

Raenir wanted that attention she lost the moment her adoptive mother passed away, which led the troublesome little one to run about the streets, stealing and trying to get attention from others. In the end she is always trying her best to cheer up others and help out as much as possible.

History:

Just a Warning: The Gems spoken in her reference sheet and in here are not the crystals that were born after the great rift. These are cavern gems based on gemstones

"...Find the gem, we must not let the intruders escape with Raenir..."

The people of her tribe looked through out the cavern for the thieves who had stolen her from the Jadeite gemstone deep within the caverns. Raenir the young unborn Leader of the Crystanite tribe had been stolen by outsider hands and soon to be sold for a high price, perhaps at some Black Market or perhaps an Auction. Her stone was important but more important was the baby. That year many of the Rare Crystanites were being born and soon they were going to pick a Leader. Having one missing is enough to make the tribe fall apart and that's one thing they did not want happening. The intruders managed to escape with the gem and the tribe of that cavern had fallen without one of their leaders. Of course they tribe didn't survive but that doesn't mean karma will not let the criminals go. A few months, after the gem was taken from the tribe, the black market did sell the prized gem with the young child. A Caelius black angel had purchased the stone for research since there had been record of the cavern tribe. During this time, she would observe the gem carefully until six months later the gem developed a young child over night. The black angel was asleep and the young 5 year old looking Raenir was born making a glint and eating at her gem as the sound of loud crunching would awaken the angel. It was like a small sign that Raenir would fill this angels life with pure happiness compared to what was going on around at the time with the God's fighting and all.

And so she did, growing up little by little as the years passed the little one brought joy to the old angel. Each year they would go out of course prepared and all, fearing the God's powers and making sure to avoid danger all along. Along their dangerous adventures as Raenir grew older and older she became more experienced with their surrounding. Sometimes Raenir would learn to spread her wings and come to the rescue of the old angel since her feathers slowly have begun to fall from her old age, but they were always close calls. Until that fateful day, Raenir had finally gotten older and the old woman was dying, yet the Crystanite would stay near her no matter what yet loud tremors would be heard outside where they would live. Raenir feared the quakes but she would stay near the angel.

"... go child... go and find out what you are... I unfortunately couldn't help you..."

Raenir would cry seeing the solar eclipse as her skin slowly began to glow brightly. All those days of stealing, all those days of trying to help her survive, all those days of caring for the person who she believed to be her mother were slowly sinking away, as the solar eclipse passed. Raenir was gone and soon appeared within the prison, locked away from the world below. The angel had passed away and Raenir became imprison along with the other followers of their God. The first few days Raenir didn't know what to do but sit and walk around without any sleep thinking how to move on next, the only thing she had was money and her healing abilities. Raenir didn't know what to make out of these two until a light bulb popped in her head, she got up and looked up to say her final good-byes at the angel and headed down to make her new life apart of herself. Going around healing the others and helping them with sickness and trying to suppress anything that may spread, Raenir only did this to help her people that helped her when she was in danger of falling in the wrong hands. Though at times she would be in her own thoughts and think about whether she is the only one of her kind.

Everything was peaceful for one thousand years until, Raenir heard the breakout of the prison again to charge was against Ares as they went ahead and broke out of their prison in the moon. After heading back to Zion and once again beginning the war between the two Gods only this time the third one join in. Raenir would stay with her people not being able to sleep and be stressed out because of all the loud tremors that would occur constantly from the God's fighting. But what could she do. All she had was magic to help the injured and the sick. She would stay safe with the others in Caelius fearing the loud quakes, until finally the God's had done it and the rifts tore open letting out the essence known as Miasma. This poisonous air was a threat to everyone and Raenir soon had to start to develop a way to cure someone of this poison. During the pact of the gods, Raenir had to go out of her way to find Jadeite for herself as well as get information on Miasma. She hired a Caelius mercenary in case of any attacks. During their travels Raenir had not gotten the news of the Pact and didn't know that it was know the factions going against each other so she stayed alerted at all times for creatures or others. She had to cross borders in order to find herbs or poison that can be utilize to remove the Miasma's poison.

A few weeks or maybe a few months have passed since Raenir set out uneasy about the new areas formed and such from the constant Godly battle. She was right though about one thing, nothing is ever easy. When they had camped out at night, Raenir and the mercenary got captures by a group of bandits from Ares. She struggled, well both did but the bandits wouldn't let up. Raenir has never fought before and this was not a good time for her to be thinking she had to escape and help her mercenary friend. At this point, the mercenary was slowly being pulled farther and farther apart from Raenir and she didn't want to lose another person. She had stiffen... and before the bandits took action on her Raenir had fully blacked out from the thought of losing her friend gazing up at the bandit raising his hand to hit her had caused her to stop his hand with her brute force she had developed in the moment of panic and stressed. Blacking out and not remembering anything she awoke to see the angel taking her back to Caelius in a rush only to pass out again. A few months later, Raenir awoke in a clinic with the mercenary beside her sleeping, she was bandaged all over her arm and her stomach and had a really bad headache. After, the mercenary had woken up he had explained to her what happened and that she wiped out the entire bandit groupie using her brute force.

Raenir got better in no time and she had found someone that would find her the stone with no problem as long as payment was made and the mercenary would owe his life to her. Raenir decided it was time to teach others about magic and get them to learn it for future help, she made a small home in Caelius that can teach students how to use magic and as well as a small clinic to treat people. She also decided to research about her people and took the time to go to an old angel and his studies for help since he was formally a professor. Till this day she continues to research his many books and other areas as well for information of people who look like her. Nothing, till this day she has not found nothing but learned a lot about other species she has seen but for her... nothing of her species was found. All except one thing, the Jadeite that the angel made out of the crystal she was born from. All she had was this one clue. In her mind though she considered the only one left. The only one out of her entire species.

Likes:

-Long bathes or showers

-Eating Gems

-Any kind of food

-Teasing both of the brothers

-Making healing potions

-Cuddling or being clingy with friends

-Helping or saving people with her magic

-MONEY

Dislikes:

-Being mistreated or pushed away

-Losing someone precious to her

-Being emotionally hurt

-Not being able to help

-Not being able to put a smile on someone's face

-Necromancy

-Thinking about being the only one of her race

Additional Info:

-Raenir is the blueish Jadeite, meaning she is the rarest of the rare within her people

-Believe to think she is the only one because she has not seen others

-Can survive in Miasma only for about an hour

-Has a very brute strength when teased or messed with*glares at Gabriel*

-Till this day continues to pick pocket people

-Enjoys long showers or bathes

-Likes to poke Azreal's doll with the needle

-Knows how to use a blade but prefers magic to help people

-She enjoys creating potions and selling them, most of these will be healing and power ups for certain amount of time

-Bugs the hell out of this old man

Art [c] Laskmiti

Azreal [c] JollehBee

Souls-of-Chaos [c] Deamond89

Application [c] Deamond89

Description

Name:
Raenir Claramond

"Bright Protector"

Race:

Crystanite

Species Information

Age:

Unknown

Height:

5'9" ft. | 152 cm.

Occupation:

Healer | Healing Instructor

Faction:

Caelius

Abilities:

Raenir's Magic

Raenir is a Support Healer, she resides in knowing mainly support and healing for special times during work area and during her travels with either her mercenary friend or the brothers of course. Though many of the times this sort of magic can weaken her during healing especially, because she takes on the pain the person is suffering at the moment during her heals, exhausting her body and making it sore enough for her to rest for a few days. She recovers energy from using magic, drinking potions she makes from herbs that she raises within her home, at times when she has enough cash she uses the money to have her friend find her Jadeite gemstone for her to eat.

Support Magic

This type of magic allows her to power up allies during battle. The basic ones that she knows for now are Protect, Magic Guard, Quicken, Spell-cast, and Power-Up. Protect can come in many forms and shapes depending on who or how much she's protecting. Magic guard block any kind of elemental magic that is aimed at the allies.Quicken speeds up the allies that are around her and are able to dodge attacks from in-coming enemies but it runs out after one minute of use. Spell-cast is the same as quicken but its for magic, it let's Raenir cast quicker for an entire minute. Power-up strength both magic and physical for her allied which also last about a minute after casting.

Healing Magic

This is helpful in her work area. The basics for this magic are Heal, Poison Cure, Wound Seal, and Lost Cold. Healing is for helping with small scars or scratches, poison cure is something she developed using the Miasma essence, Wound seal is to close open wound but this does take out a lot of her energy depending how deep it is. Lost cold is helpful for sick people it takes a few days of her healing the sickness away. Depending what kind of flu, virus, or sickness it is Raenir would take more time which can weakened her if she is not prepared for it.

Personality:

Having no memory of who she was before the crystal change her, Rainer tries to develop her personality as she was taught by her adopted angelic mother. She was taught to be polite and respectful and so she is and doesn't hesitate to disrespect you if you do not respect her at all. But she is polite and she will do it with the most serene smile and kind words. To older studious and more formal people she learned to speak well of them but of course her other personality take advantage of them. Being a a kind little girl she would easily get away with many things after her mother died. Raenir would used her kind, dominant, persuasive traits to get her money from people and such. She would either pickpocket them or use her innocent traits to get food from others in the end though she usually gets away with money.

When she realized that her magic abilities had kicked in from her species, she decided she wanted to be helpful to others in someway. Little by little she taught herself about herbs and other medical things. She became a studious person to studious that she learned about necromancy and its wrong doings. As she grew older though her bad traits developed. Rainer came to realize that she was alone in that little shop of magic. Raenir needed someone around because how lonely she was. Raenir became clingy, wanting attention, and cuddly with anything. Sometimes she would get to close to the people that would come into the shop just so she could have a little more to chat about.

Raenir wanted that attention she lost the moment her adoptive mother passed away, which led the troublesome little one to run about the streets, stealing and trying to get attention from others. In the end she is always trying her best to cheer up others and help out as much as possible.

History:

Just a Warning: The Gems spoken in her reference sheet and in here are not the crystals that were born after the great rift. These are cavern gems based on gemstones

"...Find the gem, we must not let the intruders escape with Raenir..."

The people of her tribe looked through out the cavern for the thieves who had stolen her from the Jadeite gemstone deep within the caverns. Raenir the young unborn Leader of the Crystanite tribe had been stolen by outsider hands and soon to be sold for a high price, perhaps at some Black Market or perhaps an Auction. Her stone was important but more important was the baby. That year many of the Rare Crystanites were being born and soon they were going to pick a Leader. Having one missing is enough to make the tribe fall apart and that's one thing they did not want happening. The intruders managed to escape with the gem and the tribe of that cavern had fallen without one of their leaders. Of course they tribe didn't survive but that doesn't mean karma will not let the criminals go. A few months, after the gem was taken from the tribe, the black market did sell the prized gem with the young child. A Caelius black angel had purchased the stone for research since there had been record of the cavern tribe. During this time, she would observe the gem carefully until six months later the gem developed a young child over night. The black angel was asleep and the young 5 year old looking Raenir was born making a glint and eating at her gem as the sound of loud crunching would awaken the angel. It was like a small sign that Raenir would fill this angels life with pure happiness compared to what was going on around at the time with the God's fighting and all.

And so she did, growing up little by little as the years passed the little one brought joy to the old angel. Each year they would go out of course prepared and all, fearing the God's powers and making sure to avoid danger all along. Along their dangerous adventures as Raenir grew older and older she became more experienced with their surrounding. Sometimes Raenir would learn to spread her wings and come to the rescue of the old angel since her feathers slowly have begun to fall from her old age, but they were always close calls. Until that fateful day, Raenir had finally gotten older and the old woman was dying, yet the Crystanite would stay near her no matter what yet loud tremors would be heard outside where they would live. Raenir feared the quakes but she would stay near the angel.

"... go child... go and find out what you are... I unfortunately couldn't help you..."

Raenir would cry seeing the solar eclipse as her skin slowly began to glow brightly. All those days of stealing, all those days of trying to help her survive, all those days of caring for the person who she believed to be her mother were slowly sinking away, as the solar eclipse passed. Raenir was gone and soon appeared within the prison, locked away from the world below. The angel had passed away and Raenir became imprison along with the other followers of their God. The first few days Raenir didn't know what to do but sit and walk around without any sleep thinking how to move on next, the only thing she had was money and her healing abilities. Raenir didn't know what to make out of these two until a light bulb popped in her head, she got up and looked up to say her final good-byes at the angel and headed down to make her new life apart of herself. Going around healing the others and helping them with sickness and trying to suppress anything that may spread, Raenir only did this to help her people that helped her when she was in danger of falling in the wrong hands. Though at times she would be in her own thoughts and think about whether she is the only one of her kind.

Everything was peaceful for one thousand years until, Raenir heard the breakout of the prison again to charge was against Ares as they went ahead and broke out of their prison in the moon. After heading back to Zion and once again beginning the war between the two Gods only this time the third one join in. Raenir would stay with her people not being able to sleep and be stressed out because of all the loud tremors that would occur constantly from the God's fighting. But what could she do. All she had was magic to help the injured and the sick. She would stay safe with the others in Caelius fearing the loud quakes, until finally the God's had done it and the rifts tore open letting out the essence known as Miasma. This poisonous air was a threat to everyone and Raenir soon had to start to develop a way to cure someone of this poison. During the pact of the gods, Raenir had to go out of her way to find Jadeite for herself as well as get information on Miasma. She hired a Caelius mercenary in case of any attacks. During their travels Raenir had not gotten the news of the Pact and didn't know that it was know the factions going against each other so she stayed alerted at all times for creatures or others. She had to cross borders in order to find herbs or poison that can be utilize to remove the Miasma's poison.

A few weeks or maybe a few months have passed since Raenir set out uneasy about the new areas formed and such from the constant Godly battle. She was right though about one thing, nothing is ever easy. When they had camped out at night, Raenir and the mercenary got captures by a group of bandits from Ares. She struggled, well both did but the bandits wouldn't let up. Raenir has never fought before and this was not a good time for her to be thinking she had to escape and help her mercenary friend. At this point, the mercenary was slowly being pulled farther and farther apart from Raenir and she didn't want to lose another person. She had stiffen... and before the bandits took action on her Raenir had fully blacked out from the thought of losing her friend gazing up at the bandit raising his hand to hit her had caused her to stop his hand with her brute force she had developed in the moment of panic and stressed. Blacking out and not remembering anything she awoke to see the angel taking her back to Caelius in a rush only to pass out again. A few months later, Raenir awoke in a clinic with the mercenary beside her sleeping, she was bandaged all over her arm and her stomach and had a really bad headache. After, the mercenary had woken up he had explained to her what happened and that she wiped out the entire bandit groupie using her brute force.

Raenir got better in no time and she had found someone that would find her the stone with no problem as long as payment was made and the mercenary would owe his life to her. Raenir decided it was time to teach others about magic and get them to learn it for future help, she made a small home in Caelius that can teach students how to use magic and as well as a small clinic to treat people. She also decided to research about her people and took the time to go to an old angel and his studies for help since he was formally a professor. Till this day she continues to research his many books and other areas as well for information of people who look like her. Nothing, till this day she has not found nothing but learned a lot about other species she has seen but for her... nothing of her species was found. All except one thing, the Jadeite that the angel made out of the crystal she was born from. All she had was this one clue. In her mind though she considered the only one left. The only one out of her entire species.

Likes:

-Long bathes or showers

-Eating Gems

-Any kind of food

-Teasing both of the brothers

-Making healing potions

-Cuddling or being clingy with friends

-Helping or saving people with her magic

-MONEY

Dislikes:

-Being mistreated or pushed away

-Losing someone precious to her

-Being emotionally hurt

-Not being able to help

-Not being able to put a smile on someone's face

-Necromancy

-Thinking about being the only one of her race

Additional Info:

-Raenir is the blueish Jadeite, meaning she is the rarest of the rare within her people

-Believe to think she is the only one because she has not seen others

-Can survive in Miasma only for about an hour

-Has a very brute strength when teased or messed with*glares at Gabriel*

-Till this day continues to pick pocket people

-Enjoys long showers or bathes

-Likes to poke Azreal's doll with the needle

-Knows how to use a blade but prefers magic to help people

-She enjoys creating potions and selling them, most of these will be healing and power ups for certain amount of time

-Bugs the hell out of this old man

Art [c] Laskmiti

Azreal [c] JollehBee

Souls-of-Chaos [c] Deamond89

Application [c] Deamond89