Post by pern on Apr 27, 2009 20:01:22 GMT -5
{Name}- Orion
{Age}- 19
{Date of Birth}- August 18th (Constellation: Leo)
{Homelands}- Born in the Forest of Sylvania, then taken to the Theolenian city of Astralon, where he grew up and lived most of his life in the cathedral there, serving the clerics. He also spent a great deal of time in the sky city of Leandro with Brother Lentin, his most valued companion in the cathedral.
{Race}- Cervidan (Half-Stag): Hazel, an immortal Dryad (spirit of the forest), first created the Cervidan race from common deer in the forest.
{Class}- Paladin: Orion’s order of paladin worships Astricon, god of truth, light and chivalry. There are 3 suborders of paladin in this order: The Order of the Crown being the highest ranking, The Order of the Light being the middle, and The Order of the Blade being the lowest. Within these suborders there are always higher and lower ranks, starting from “squire”. Only a divine message from the god Astricon may change a paladin’s status between the three suborders, and only the leaders of those suborders have the ability to promote the individual paladins within their ranks.
{Final}- Lunara’s Blessing
Orion calls upon Astricon’s wife, Lunara, goddess of the moon, healing and of the forest, the prime deity of the gryphons and unicorns, to aid him with her powers. This Prayer is unpredictable but the result might be one of the following: Complete healing of up to seven people in Orion’s group; The appearance of a divine spirit to help Orion, which could possibly be a lesser Angel or a Dryad; or the enchantment upon Orion to have a shield of silver fire surround him, which burns any enemy of his upon their touch of it, and disintegrates any projectiles thrown at him. Thus, the only way to damage him during that time is to use magic or long weapons. Also, for any of the blessings, Orion is granted complete resistance to black and white magic alike as well as the complete blockage of his dark side within the Heart of Gomorrah (see accessories) for the duration of the effects.
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{Weapons}- Verity, Valeska, Vittorio and Vitalis
Orion, depending on the situation, will use his two swords: Verity and Valeska, or a spear named Vittorio and a shield named Vitalis.
The Swords: Orion calls the swords his “girls”. He uses them in one-on-one duels and to show off.
Verity: A name meaning “Truth”, Verity is a slim, white blade as long as a human arm with a slender curve, forged by a blacksmith and transmuted into lighter and sharper metal by an alchemist. A white tassel hangs from the end of the hilt. Orion uses the tassel to check his movement when he is in a battle that requires an amount of finesse, for if it is bouncing around wildly as it does in a live or die situation, he will know he is doing something wrong. The hilt is made of white ivory that resembles his antlers and a tiny amethyst is fitted on each side of the crossguard. An etching of a star glints magically on the blade, put there some time after it was forged by an elven enchanter whom Orion helped. This symbol glows whenever its master is lied to.
Valeska: A name meaning “Strength”, Valeska is a broader but shorter sword than Verity, and is straighter but less adorned. Valeska was Orion’s first sword and he has since allowed few changes to be made to it. Unlike the enchanted Verity, Valeska requires much maintenance. It is the pride and joy of Orion, nonetheless, for he loves to show off that he knows how to take care of an old-fashion sword.
The Bulwark: Orion calls the spear and shield (known collectively as the Bulwark) his “boys”. He uses them whenever he feels he needs to protect someone (which is a common sentiment for him), such as in a multi battle or an actual war.
Vittorio: A name meaning “Victory”, Vittorio is an ivory pole, a foot longer than Orion is tall, connected on one end to a menacing spearhead, ornately crafted by dwarfish blacksmithing and supplemented by the inscription of dragons onto the very blade. Vittorio was not originally Orion’s. He found it in the temple of Astricon, the paladin god. There a divine entity appeared to him and told him to take it with no questions asked. He knows little else about the awesome weapon, though the dragon inscribed on the blade sometimes almost appears to move...
Vitalis: A name meaning “Life”, Vitalis is a large, rather unwieldy shield, used more for protecting others than Orion’s own self. It is about half as tall as Orion and just as wide. The shield was made to repel magic especially. The surface is that of an enchanted mirror edged with an intricate silver design. The mirror is used for nothing other than to reflect many types of magic and arrows. Blunt weapons find their advantage against it as the shield is built to resist sharp objects and magic and not the brutal assault and shock of a maul or a hammer. It is during such encounters that Orion tries to go more on the offensive with Vittorio against his foe.
{Armor}- (No Name) Plate armor or robes with chain mail vest.
Orion wears nothing but an unremarkable silver and white robe over a light chain mail vest at times, but during a very serious battle or a war, he dons the full plate armor he was given by the gryphons and unicorns along with his shield Vitalis. This plate armor is made of steel, forged in Star Fire of Astricon so it is durable but light (at least lighter than other steel plated armor, not going as far to say it’s like a feathery bathrobe here), and imbued with Moonbeams by the help of Lunara, the wife of Astricon, turning it silver and making it as resistant to the trials of time as the moon itself, and causing it to always gleam a milky silver at night.
{Accessories}- Tome of the Benedict and The Heart of Gomorrah
Tome of the Benedict: Strapped to his side at all times, this small book has withstood centuries of being handed down through the generations. Finally given to Orion by an old sonless priest of a cathedral whom he befriended, the tome has been so used that had it not been for the restorations done to it, it would surely have fallen apart at the spine many times over. However, on its cover one could mistake it as almost new, its face covered by a sheet of pure white leathery material and bound on the edges on to the spine by gold. The pages, while they still appear as old as the book really is, have been magically fortified and protected from tearing by Olympian (snow) wizards, and the fading ink has been rewritten by Egyptian (sand) wizards. Inside the book are spells and enchantments that cannot be pronounced by any tongue, nor translated by any mortal. The spell itself is in the words, and Orion simply holds his hand over the page at the spell, recites a prayer to Astricon, and closes it for the holy magic to escape the enchanted ink.
The Heart of Gomorrah: Not by any means a compliment to the buck in any way, Orion has carried the curse of this jewel since his childhood. It is embedded in his chest just below his neck and while it is hard to spot beneath his fur, when it glows it is noticeable enough…. The Heart is said to contain Orion’s dark side, a demon known only as Nathmorticus. In the throes of this curse, Orion is uncontrollably transformed into a being of sheer evil. From day to day, this demon expresses itself subtly in slight invasions of the buck’s pure mind, but some rare nights it takes complete control of its host (See Background for more information on this).
{Physical Description}- Orion’s race is half human, half stag. Known as Cervidans, these humanoids were created by the demigod and dryad, Hazel, from common forest deer, to protect the forest from demonic, Atlantean, and barbarian invasions. Their bodies are built just like humans yet are covered head to foot with long, majestic fur, and their heads are that of deer, though their faces share some characteristics with the human half of their heritage, such as the eyes holding a very human intelligence and wisdom as well as expression. They have the thighs of humans but the shins of deer, bent back and forward again at the tall heel then ending at the points of cloven hooves, made for running the dense forests of Sylvania. Their hands, however, are not robbed of their humanity, and can grasp things as tightly as a minotaur with the grace of an elf. Each Cervidan also has a small deer tail protruding from the bottom of their spine, and males have large, majestic antlers and, for some, rich manes that reach all the way down their backs and chests.
Orion is a unique Cervidan, not only in the fact that he has forsaken his forests and druidic heritage, but in his general appearance as well. Orion is one of the few white-coated Cervidans. His coat even has an unmistakable silvery, lunar sheen to it, and seems to glimmer in the moonlight. His antlers are also unique among his race for appearing as ivory. They never grow dull points in; always are they spear-like and formidable though thin and sparsely pointed. Orion’s eyes are an outstanding shade of violet, yet with a thick skulled head and knowing eyes, he appears the elder of many younger than him. Excluding the added height of his antlers, he is taller than most humans, but does not tower over them, and certainly not as much as most others of his race. He is built like his sword, Verity: slender but strong, and not in any way bulky. He favors agility over raw force as he favors conviction over sheer knowledge. At times, he sports a small goat-like beard at the end of his long muzzle, but is too young as of yet to show much progress in his mane. Orion never slouches, but holds his posture like he is marching in the army every day.
{Personality}-
Orion is rather introverted. Uninterested in small talk, and like most paladins not seeking romance, he prefers to keep to himself or else enjoy friendship in basic silence. He keeps his humor to himself but does not lack it. There are times others find him sociable and friendly with a laugh for every lame joke, but mostly he is left alone. In reality, he fears he will get too close to someone and then hurt them. He buries his emotions in the stone connected to his heart and fears if he lets them out other things will escape…
However, no one in their right mind would miss an opportunity to see Orion smile. Rare as it is, it is also very rewarding, and all who know him trust him more than he trusts himself. He is always on the front lines of a battle seeking to protect those he considers his friends, whether he has ever spoken to them or not. Most feel safer when they know he is around, and hardly ever take into consideration the seemingly random times he completely explodes and goes as far as to attack his friends. He also has his own code of honor, completely separate from the code of chivalry. While the code of chivalry is his discipline, his own code is his life. Orion can never leave well enough alone if he suspects someone is in trouble, even if it is his foulest enemy.
Orion has his likes and dislikes among people he has never even met. As a Cervidan, he generally trusts and likes those attuned to nature: druids, shamans, hunters, monks, bards, and certain brands of summoners and shapeshifters. As a paladin and one who grew up in a cathedral and Leandro, he trusts users of light, such as mages and priests of that order and, of course, other paladins. However, as he was taught, he mistrusts users of magic and trickery (he believes the white mages and light priests get their power from a divine being like him, not from magic), and thus will be found leering at and keeping close watch over thieves, tricksters, ninjas, the non-beastial shapeshifters, the unnatural summoners, elementalists, and red mages. On the last note, he simply detests any users of dark arts, namely necromancers, death knights, witches, warlocks, black mages, dark priests, dark summoners, and, in his mind, seers (please note that the prejudices and misunderstandings of this character are not the views of the author, simply the views of the character). The only people, in fact, that Orion does not prejudge, are commoners and common warriors, who he often respects but makes his own judgment on depending on their actions, though it is usually a very harsh judgment. Those that fall into that category are warriors, samurai and archers. Having experienced firsthand the effects of demons, Orion, for one, cannot be blamed for wanting nothing to do with anyone he suspects of dealing with them.
(I know that some of the aforementioned classes do not exist in twilight moon academy. They are my own made-up classes and can be considered subclasses of some of your existing ones. For example: Archer>Hunter, Shaman>Druid, and the different priests, summoners and shapeshifters. I just added them to be interesting )
{Background}-
Though the Cervidan race was created by a very powerful Dryad, they were far from perfect. Like any other race, they were susceptible to evil, and evil was very interested in them since the moment it heard of their existence. Before Hazel, the dryad who created the Cervidans, became a dryad in the first place, he was a very ordinary human being. He had a sister who was extremely intelligent, but completely mute. An interdimensional war broke out practically at their doorsteps, and naturally they became involved. Unfortunately, they became involved on opposite sides. The boy was killed in the first battle of the war, but in death he became a spirit of the trees. After that he became known as Hazel, the spirit of the forest who dwelled within Sylvania, a forest stretching over almost half a continent. As for his sister, however, nobody is sure exactly when the mortal part of her died, or even if it truly has, but her mind and body were taken over by hundreds of malevolent demons, and she became known as the demonologist, Gomorrah. Any prior feelings of attachment to her brother were lost in Gomorrah’s cold heart and she sought him, day after day, to destroy him and anyone she had known in her past life. Eventually she found out about the Cervidan race, and saw her opportunity to eternally wound her brother. She began to plot…
Orion’s race was very new when he was born. In fact, he was the first natural born of the Cervidans, thus a very celebrated child. This was the prime reason he was the first choice of Gomorrah for her evil plan. One night, in his fifth year, she stole him away from his home, and plunged a wicked stone into his chest, right between his collarbone, and pierced his heart. She meant to make him her apprentice, release the demons within the stone into his heart, and forever taint the Cervidan race, but her dark ritual was cut short by Hazel’s arrival, and in his own domain she was no match for him. She fled, her spell only half finished, but that was more than enough for the Cervidans. Orion was never the same, and became prone to bouts of uncontrolled fits. The small tribe soon saw this as the evil influence of the demons within the stone, which they called the “Heart of Gomorrah”. Their utopian society declined as the demons made their mischief at night. Orion developed a dual personality, and the one that called itself Nathmorticus would come out at times, and walk through the forests killing the trees with but a touch. Many days and withered trees later, the leaders of the tribe made a difficult choice: they banished the small child from the forest. The legendary faerie Fabula led him to the religious capitol of Theolen (a human country), a city called Astralon, and left him on the grand cathedral’s steps to be found by the priests and priestesses there.
Orion grew up in the cathedral, and his evil nature was not hidden from him by the priests. They taught him, though, that everyone that had ever been born was born with evil. One certain cleric of Astricon, Brother Lentin, encouraged him and told him the blood-colored stone was not in control over his life. Gradually, Orion became interested in servitude to the holy church, but in his heart he knew it was because he wished to hide from what the stone had made him and somehow make atonements for it.
The priests were not violent people, but neither were they pacifists. Orion’s talent for combat did not go unnoticed for long, and some considered very deeply about sending him to Arturnea, the capitol of Theolen, to begin squirehood. Brother Lentin intervened on the boy’s behalf, however, and asked instead that he be trained as a paladin, to not forsake his dream of sainthood or turn his back on his warrior’s heart.
The priests began to search for an opportunity to send the fervent faun, fast becoming a buck, away to school. Most of the training institutions refused him entry, though, on account of his heritage. They laughed at the idea of a half-stag training as a paladin under human masters. Whilst the priesthood searched for a proper school, Brother Lentin took things into his own hands by bringing Orion with him on his frequent and long trips to the sky city of Leandro, where the birdmen and Leandreans there taught him about the holy order of paladins, giving him a head start wherever they hoped he would end up. Of all the places Orion had been, the lofty, beautiful city of Leandro, so close to the stars, was the most enchanting to him. He enjoyed every moment he spent there, and never had his abnormality been more accepted than when he was in the presence of the Leandricans and the human Leandreans. Eventually, though, the priesthood back in Astralon found a school who accepted Orion readily. The only problem was that it was in another world.
Orion left his world without shedding a tear. He felt no loss other than being separated from his good friend Brother Lentin, and some of the Leandreans he had known. He stepped into the portal without looking back, and thus entered the Midplanet, the world between all the others, a stepping stone to every other dimension. It seemed very much like his own world, but felt larger somehow, like it would be easier to get lost there. Quickly he made his way alone to the school that had accepted him. On his map it was a dot with large letters: “The Twilight Moon Academy for the Gifted”. Swallowing his trepidation, he pressed on. He finally reached the Academy at midnight the next day, and stood waiting for someone to come out and meet him…
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{Age}- 19
{Date of Birth}- August 18th (Constellation: Leo)
{Homelands}- Born in the Forest of Sylvania, then taken to the Theolenian city of Astralon, where he grew up and lived most of his life in the cathedral there, serving the clerics. He also spent a great deal of time in the sky city of Leandro with Brother Lentin, his most valued companion in the cathedral.
{Race}- Cervidan (Half-Stag): Hazel, an immortal Dryad (spirit of the forest), first created the Cervidan race from common deer in the forest.
{Class}- Paladin: Orion’s order of paladin worships Astricon, god of truth, light and chivalry. There are 3 suborders of paladin in this order: The Order of the Crown being the highest ranking, The Order of the Light being the middle, and The Order of the Blade being the lowest. Within these suborders there are always higher and lower ranks, starting from “squire”. Only a divine message from the god Astricon may change a paladin’s status between the three suborders, and only the leaders of those suborders have the ability to promote the individual paladins within their ranks.
{Final}- Lunara’s Blessing
Orion calls upon Astricon’s wife, Lunara, goddess of the moon, healing and of the forest, the prime deity of the gryphons and unicorns, to aid him with her powers. This Prayer is unpredictable but the result might be one of the following: Complete healing of up to seven people in Orion’s group; The appearance of a divine spirit to help Orion, which could possibly be a lesser Angel or a Dryad; or the enchantment upon Orion to have a shield of silver fire surround him, which burns any enemy of his upon their touch of it, and disintegrates any projectiles thrown at him. Thus, the only way to damage him during that time is to use magic or long weapons. Also, for any of the blessings, Orion is granted complete resistance to black and white magic alike as well as the complete blockage of his dark side within the Heart of Gomorrah (see accessories) for the duration of the effects.
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{Weapons}- Verity, Valeska, Vittorio and Vitalis
Orion, depending on the situation, will use his two swords: Verity and Valeska, or a spear named Vittorio and a shield named Vitalis.
The Swords: Orion calls the swords his “girls”. He uses them in one-on-one duels and to show off.
Verity: A name meaning “Truth”, Verity is a slim, white blade as long as a human arm with a slender curve, forged by a blacksmith and transmuted into lighter and sharper metal by an alchemist. A white tassel hangs from the end of the hilt. Orion uses the tassel to check his movement when he is in a battle that requires an amount of finesse, for if it is bouncing around wildly as it does in a live or die situation, he will know he is doing something wrong. The hilt is made of white ivory that resembles his antlers and a tiny amethyst is fitted on each side of the crossguard. An etching of a star glints magically on the blade, put there some time after it was forged by an elven enchanter whom Orion helped. This symbol glows whenever its master is lied to.
Valeska: A name meaning “Strength”, Valeska is a broader but shorter sword than Verity, and is straighter but less adorned. Valeska was Orion’s first sword and he has since allowed few changes to be made to it. Unlike the enchanted Verity, Valeska requires much maintenance. It is the pride and joy of Orion, nonetheless, for he loves to show off that he knows how to take care of an old-fashion sword.
The Bulwark: Orion calls the spear and shield (known collectively as the Bulwark) his “boys”. He uses them whenever he feels he needs to protect someone (which is a common sentiment for him), such as in a multi battle or an actual war.
Vittorio: A name meaning “Victory”, Vittorio is an ivory pole, a foot longer than Orion is tall, connected on one end to a menacing spearhead, ornately crafted by dwarfish blacksmithing and supplemented by the inscription of dragons onto the very blade. Vittorio was not originally Orion’s. He found it in the temple of Astricon, the paladin god. There a divine entity appeared to him and told him to take it with no questions asked. He knows little else about the awesome weapon, though the dragon inscribed on the blade sometimes almost appears to move...
Vitalis: A name meaning “Life”, Vitalis is a large, rather unwieldy shield, used more for protecting others than Orion’s own self. It is about half as tall as Orion and just as wide. The shield was made to repel magic especially. The surface is that of an enchanted mirror edged with an intricate silver design. The mirror is used for nothing other than to reflect many types of magic and arrows. Blunt weapons find their advantage against it as the shield is built to resist sharp objects and magic and not the brutal assault and shock of a maul or a hammer. It is during such encounters that Orion tries to go more on the offensive with Vittorio against his foe.
{Armor}- (No Name) Plate armor or robes with chain mail vest.
Orion wears nothing but an unremarkable silver and white robe over a light chain mail vest at times, but during a very serious battle or a war, he dons the full plate armor he was given by the gryphons and unicorns along with his shield Vitalis. This plate armor is made of steel, forged in Star Fire of Astricon so it is durable but light (at least lighter than other steel plated armor, not going as far to say it’s like a feathery bathrobe here), and imbued with Moonbeams by the help of Lunara, the wife of Astricon, turning it silver and making it as resistant to the trials of time as the moon itself, and causing it to always gleam a milky silver at night.
{Accessories}- Tome of the Benedict and The Heart of Gomorrah
Tome of the Benedict: Strapped to his side at all times, this small book has withstood centuries of being handed down through the generations. Finally given to Orion by an old sonless priest of a cathedral whom he befriended, the tome has been so used that had it not been for the restorations done to it, it would surely have fallen apart at the spine many times over. However, on its cover one could mistake it as almost new, its face covered by a sheet of pure white leathery material and bound on the edges on to the spine by gold. The pages, while they still appear as old as the book really is, have been magically fortified and protected from tearing by Olympian (snow) wizards, and the fading ink has been rewritten by Egyptian (sand) wizards. Inside the book are spells and enchantments that cannot be pronounced by any tongue, nor translated by any mortal. The spell itself is in the words, and Orion simply holds his hand over the page at the spell, recites a prayer to Astricon, and closes it for the holy magic to escape the enchanted ink.
The Heart of Gomorrah: Not by any means a compliment to the buck in any way, Orion has carried the curse of this jewel since his childhood. It is embedded in his chest just below his neck and while it is hard to spot beneath his fur, when it glows it is noticeable enough…. The Heart is said to contain Orion’s dark side, a demon known only as Nathmorticus. In the throes of this curse, Orion is uncontrollably transformed into a being of sheer evil. From day to day, this demon expresses itself subtly in slight invasions of the buck’s pure mind, but some rare nights it takes complete control of its host (See Background for more information on this).
{Physical Description}- Orion’s race is half human, half stag. Known as Cervidans, these humanoids were created by the demigod and dryad, Hazel, from common forest deer, to protect the forest from demonic, Atlantean, and barbarian invasions. Their bodies are built just like humans yet are covered head to foot with long, majestic fur, and their heads are that of deer, though their faces share some characteristics with the human half of their heritage, such as the eyes holding a very human intelligence and wisdom as well as expression. They have the thighs of humans but the shins of deer, bent back and forward again at the tall heel then ending at the points of cloven hooves, made for running the dense forests of Sylvania. Their hands, however, are not robbed of their humanity, and can grasp things as tightly as a minotaur with the grace of an elf. Each Cervidan also has a small deer tail protruding from the bottom of their spine, and males have large, majestic antlers and, for some, rich manes that reach all the way down their backs and chests.
Orion is a unique Cervidan, not only in the fact that he has forsaken his forests and druidic heritage, but in his general appearance as well. Orion is one of the few white-coated Cervidans. His coat even has an unmistakable silvery, lunar sheen to it, and seems to glimmer in the moonlight. His antlers are also unique among his race for appearing as ivory. They never grow dull points in; always are they spear-like and formidable though thin and sparsely pointed. Orion’s eyes are an outstanding shade of violet, yet with a thick skulled head and knowing eyes, he appears the elder of many younger than him. Excluding the added height of his antlers, he is taller than most humans, but does not tower over them, and certainly not as much as most others of his race. He is built like his sword, Verity: slender but strong, and not in any way bulky. He favors agility over raw force as he favors conviction over sheer knowledge. At times, he sports a small goat-like beard at the end of his long muzzle, but is too young as of yet to show much progress in his mane. Orion never slouches, but holds his posture like he is marching in the army every day.
{Personality}-
Orion is rather introverted. Uninterested in small talk, and like most paladins not seeking romance, he prefers to keep to himself or else enjoy friendship in basic silence. He keeps his humor to himself but does not lack it. There are times others find him sociable and friendly with a laugh for every lame joke, but mostly he is left alone. In reality, he fears he will get too close to someone and then hurt them. He buries his emotions in the stone connected to his heart and fears if he lets them out other things will escape…
However, no one in their right mind would miss an opportunity to see Orion smile. Rare as it is, it is also very rewarding, and all who know him trust him more than he trusts himself. He is always on the front lines of a battle seeking to protect those he considers his friends, whether he has ever spoken to them or not. Most feel safer when they know he is around, and hardly ever take into consideration the seemingly random times he completely explodes and goes as far as to attack his friends. He also has his own code of honor, completely separate from the code of chivalry. While the code of chivalry is his discipline, his own code is his life. Orion can never leave well enough alone if he suspects someone is in trouble, even if it is his foulest enemy.
Orion has his likes and dislikes among people he has never even met. As a Cervidan, he generally trusts and likes those attuned to nature: druids, shamans, hunters, monks, bards, and certain brands of summoners and shapeshifters. As a paladin and one who grew up in a cathedral and Leandro, he trusts users of light, such as mages and priests of that order and, of course, other paladins. However, as he was taught, he mistrusts users of magic and trickery (he believes the white mages and light priests get their power from a divine being like him, not from magic), and thus will be found leering at and keeping close watch over thieves, tricksters, ninjas, the non-beastial shapeshifters, the unnatural summoners, elementalists, and red mages. On the last note, he simply detests any users of dark arts, namely necromancers, death knights, witches, warlocks, black mages, dark priests, dark summoners, and, in his mind, seers (please note that the prejudices and misunderstandings of this character are not the views of the author, simply the views of the character). The only people, in fact, that Orion does not prejudge, are commoners and common warriors, who he often respects but makes his own judgment on depending on their actions, though it is usually a very harsh judgment. Those that fall into that category are warriors, samurai and archers. Having experienced firsthand the effects of demons, Orion, for one, cannot be blamed for wanting nothing to do with anyone he suspects of dealing with them.
(I know that some of the aforementioned classes do not exist in twilight moon academy. They are my own made-up classes and can be considered subclasses of some of your existing ones. For example: Archer>Hunter, Shaman>Druid, and the different priests, summoners and shapeshifters. I just added them to be interesting )
{Background}-
Though the Cervidan race was created by a very powerful Dryad, they were far from perfect. Like any other race, they were susceptible to evil, and evil was very interested in them since the moment it heard of their existence. Before Hazel, the dryad who created the Cervidans, became a dryad in the first place, he was a very ordinary human being. He had a sister who was extremely intelligent, but completely mute. An interdimensional war broke out practically at their doorsteps, and naturally they became involved. Unfortunately, they became involved on opposite sides. The boy was killed in the first battle of the war, but in death he became a spirit of the trees. After that he became known as Hazel, the spirit of the forest who dwelled within Sylvania, a forest stretching over almost half a continent. As for his sister, however, nobody is sure exactly when the mortal part of her died, or even if it truly has, but her mind and body were taken over by hundreds of malevolent demons, and she became known as the demonologist, Gomorrah. Any prior feelings of attachment to her brother were lost in Gomorrah’s cold heart and she sought him, day after day, to destroy him and anyone she had known in her past life. Eventually she found out about the Cervidan race, and saw her opportunity to eternally wound her brother. She began to plot…
Orion’s race was very new when he was born. In fact, he was the first natural born of the Cervidans, thus a very celebrated child. This was the prime reason he was the first choice of Gomorrah for her evil plan. One night, in his fifth year, she stole him away from his home, and plunged a wicked stone into his chest, right between his collarbone, and pierced his heart. She meant to make him her apprentice, release the demons within the stone into his heart, and forever taint the Cervidan race, but her dark ritual was cut short by Hazel’s arrival, and in his own domain she was no match for him. She fled, her spell only half finished, but that was more than enough for the Cervidans. Orion was never the same, and became prone to bouts of uncontrolled fits. The small tribe soon saw this as the evil influence of the demons within the stone, which they called the “Heart of Gomorrah”. Their utopian society declined as the demons made their mischief at night. Orion developed a dual personality, and the one that called itself Nathmorticus would come out at times, and walk through the forests killing the trees with but a touch. Many days and withered trees later, the leaders of the tribe made a difficult choice: they banished the small child from the forest. The legendary faerie Fabula led him to the religious capitol of Theolen (a human country), a city called Astralon, and left him on the grand cathedral’s steps to be found by the priests and priestesses there.
Orion grew up in the cathedral, and his evil nature was not hidden from him by the priests. They taught him, though, that everyone that had ever been born was born with evil. One certain cleric of Astricon, Brother Lentin, encouraged him and told him the blood-colored stone was not in control over his life. Gradually, Orion became interested in servitude to the holy church, but in his heart he knew it was because he wished to hide from what the stone had made him and somehow make atonements for it.
The priests were not violent people, but neither were they pacifists. Orion’s talent for combat did not go unnoticed for long, and some considered very deeply about sending him to Arturnea, the capitol of Theolen, to begin squirehood. Brother Lentin intervened on the boy’s behalf, however, and asked instead that he be trained as a paladin, to not forsake his dream of sainthood or turn his back on his warrior’s heart.
The priests began to search for an opportunity to send the fervent faun, fast becoming a buck, away to school. Most of the training institutions refused him entry, though, on account of his heritage. They laughed at the idea of a half-stag training as a paladin under human masters. Whilst the priesthood searched for a proper school, Brother Lentin took things into his own hands by bringing Orion with him on his frequent and long trips to the sky city of Leandro, where the birdmen and Leandreans there taught him about the holy order of paladins, giving him a head start wherever they hoped he would end up. Of all the places Orion had been, the lofty, beautiful city of Leandro, so close to the stars, was the most enchanting to him. He enjoyed every moment he spent there, and never had his abnormality been more accepted than when he was in the presence of the Leandricans and the human Leandreans. Eventually, though, the priesthood back in Astralon found a school who accepted Orion readily. The only problem was that it was in another world.
Orion left his world without shedding a tear. He felt no loss other than being separated from his good friend Brother Lentin, and some of the Leandreans he had known. He stepped into the portal without looking back, and thus entered the Midplanet, the world between all the others, a stepping stone to every other dimension. It seemed very much like his own world, but felt larger somehow, like it would be easier to get lost there. Quickly he made his way alone to the school that had accepted him. On his map it was a dot with large letters: “The Twilight Moon Academy for the Gifted”. Swallowing his trepidation, he pressed on. He finally reached the Academy at midnight the next day, and stood waiting for someone to come out and meet him…
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