In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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Powers: Emilia is fairly adept at white magicks, less so with black magicks, though she knows the lower tier of elemental magic.
Weapon: Emilia carries a small handgun with her at all times, and is a very good shot. She also carries a small blade, about a foot and a half in length, imbued with sharpening magicks to make up for her lack of physical strength.
Appearance: Emilia is of average height, around 5'4", and is fairly slim at about 8st (115lbs approx.). Her dark hair reaches her shoulders, and is usually pulled up in a short ponytail or braid, for practicality. She is usually seen wearing a worn-looking shirt underneath a leather jacket with the sleeves hacked off, a pair of old leather hose, and a pair of sturdy, knee-high boots. She also occasionally equips herself with a bracer, to protect herself in battle.
Personality: Emilia comes across as very quiet, and she only speaks when spoken to. She believes this allows her to study her surroundings more, and pay more attention to everything going on around her. When she does act, it is carefully thought through, although on occasion she can act rashly. She doesn't mind hurting people to achieve her goals, though she'd rather avoid stepping on too many toes. She dislikes people who talk too much, or appear to act without thinking the majority of the time.
History/Background: Emilia grew up in Radiant Garden, and well remembers the years when it became Hollow Bastion. Though in a time of peace, her father schooled her in self-defence with both a blade and gun, though she took more to the gun, explaining that it meant she wouldn't have to get close and put herself in danger. When the heartless began appearing, and the worlds were connected, Emilia lost her family in the ensuing chaos, and arrived in Traverse Town alone. Despite knowing she would not be able to subdue the heartless entirely, she still gave her all, doing what she could, such as healing the wounded and fighting, when the need arose. When the keyblade weilder stopped the heartless, she elected to stay in Traverse Town, rather than return to her homeworld of Radiant Garden. When the nobodies appeared, she assisted then, too, helping in any way she could. She now resides in Traverse Town as a healer, healing small wounds and treating sickness as well as she is able.
Role Playing Sample: "Mother!"
Sitting bolt upright in her bed, Emilia Rosencruz took a moment to calm herself. Another nightmare. She was well used to them, now, but that didn't mean they were any more enjoyable. Glancing from the grey, pre-dawn sky to the clock on her wall, the twenty-something sighed. No chance of getting back to sleep now, she might as well get up and do something. So she rose, washed, dressed, and set about taking an inventory of her stocks. Sitting cross-legged on her living room floor, the female emptied out all her boxes and drawers of items, laying them out on the floor in front of her. Counting numbers out on her fingers out of habit more than any lack of mathematical skill, she nodded to herself and replaced all the items in thier rightful homes.
It had been many months since the downfall of the nobodies, but still something seemed... Not quite right with the world. "Nothing to be done about it," Emilia muttered to herself, shaking her head as she stood, looking around the plain room. She got the feeling something was happening, somewhere, but she just didn't know what. Shaking her head again, the female scanned the bookcase in the corner of the room, although she knew all the titles by heart after many years of owning them. Striding over, she selected an old, worn volume entitled 'Thee Art Of Sworde Fighting' and smiled. This book had seen many, many years, and many notes were scribbled in margins, as techniques had either become outdated or been improved as it had passed down the generations. And so, she settled down to read, knowing the book would hold her interest at least until dawn, when she could start doing some real work.
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