Name: Akasma Aari Utakra
Age: 23 (By human standards, appears to be 18-19)
Race: Albus/Human ((This is a race a buddy of mine thought of a while back) Albus are a race of Mages. Magic comes to them naturally and is much quicker to learn than other skills. They very easily stand out due to their snow white hair, pale skin, and silver eyes. Albuses are more commonly described "pretty" appearance wise (even males), but all Albuses contain distinct and unique personalities. They are never "Normal" or "Average"; their personalities range too much this way or too much that way.
Due to the lack of melanin within the skin of the Albus, they must bring an umbrella or wear a great deal of protective clothing if they so choose to go out in broad daylight. If the Albuses choose to defy these rules, their skin swells, shrivels, and turns to an alarming shade of red. More severe cases involve blistering and second degree burns. Albus + Sun = Not a good mix)
Class: Mage
Title: Student
Sect Study: White - Magis
Appearance: Akasma stands at about 5'5, considerably short for a young Albus/Human breed. She possesses pale skin and has a frail figure, weighing roughly 105 lbs. She possesses the large, shining silver eyes, soft round facial features, and long white hair (ending mid back) of an Albus. She wears a large gray scarf wrapped around to protect most of her face. All is covered except her eyes and forehead. She wears a large hat to protect her scalp from the excruciating pain of daylight. An over sized long sleeved wool sweater (comfortable according to her) and skin tight black silky pants providing comfort, unrestricted movement, and protection is her usual wardrobe. Her shoes are black boots that end at her calf with heels as flat as a tennis shoe. She prefers shoes without high heels so she can run and walk comfortably without the fear of losing coordination and falling (especially during battle). Tied to her back is a very large, snow white umbrella. It is often used for sun protection but has other uses. On her hands are tight, black leather gloves to protect her hands as well from daylight. However, the gloves possesses other uses such as the umbrella. (See weapons)
Personality:
She is very shy and paranoid around new company, immediately believing they have no good intentions when they approach her. She does not open up to others immediately due to her paranoia and tends to keep to herself. Akasma is very quiet and can easily be mistaken for a mute, but when she does speak, her voice is small and almost inaudible. She may speak louder, but chooses not to. She is very emotional and prone to tears, one could guess she would "cry over spilt milk". Akasma strives for greatness within her field of magic. Unfortunately, the natural ability of an Albus is corrupted within her due to being half human, so magic does not come as naturally as it should. When she attempts a spell or something, it could lead to the exact opposite of what she is going for. For example, attempting to heal someone can result in creating a wind gust, blowing the room around them or injuring the person more.
Akasma is intelligent and studies very often. She has a high, intellectual vocabulary and it has become a pet peeve of hers when she needs to repeat herself more than once. She does not "flaunt" and will never be caught dead participating in physical activities (such as sports). She'd much rather read a book than kick a ball around. Unlike her mother, she does not anger easily, or even at all.
Weapon(s):
Albus Umbrella: The Albus umbrella was an inheritance gift from her mother. This umbrella is very large, standing about 6'5 inches tall, 1'3 inches closed, and 11'8 inches wide open. The handles and wires that open and close the umbrella are made of sleek, black Titanium and the white fabric is a mixture of ground up Tungsten and silk.
Gloves: The black leather gloves she wears are not only for sun protection, but they are for her magical assistance when suddenly put in close range combat. They look like your average gloves, nothing special.
Abilities/Magic: (Not sure of different names to give, so I'm just naming the body part/weapon and the ability of said body part/weapon)
Eyes: *Corrupted from birth* Akasma may use her magic to activate a different type of vision to see the muscles, skeleton, veins, and other body functions of the person chosen. This proves useful especially in healing and in combat. She can not use this all the time because she runs the risk of breaking a blood vessel within her eyes, which can lead to temporary or permanent loss of vision.
Basic Magic: She may use her magic to take in the elements around her and use it against her opponent. Stronger elements such as fire and earth easily fizzle or crumple under her magic's corruption (doesn't happen to other Albuses), rendering both elements useless to her. Water is her primary element source for healing (Dampen her hands and her magic will use that to help heal a wound) and Air for combat.
Umbrella: This umbrella is specially designed to absorb most magic (not all of it) and the magic itself can be used to her benefit or bounce the attack back at the opponent.
The umbrella can create very strong gusts of wind when Akasma combines her corrupted magic with the umbrella and swings it. The umbrella is also used as a strong shield to deflect incoming weapons, attacks, and magic. The umbrella's force can be broken if the attack is strong enough or if the wielder is torn away. The other cons is that this makes Akasma very vulnerable and can be struck from behind, in between swings, or if the umbrella is torn out of her possession.
Hands/Gloves: The gloves help absorb her corrupted magic and keeps it in her hands, so she can instead use the magic to strengthen herself 4x the original strength and use it against the opponent as brute force. However, this causes a strong burning sensation in her muscles and takes up a lot of her magic and energy. So if used too much, she burns herself out and will fall unconscious.
History:
Akasma did not live a life of poverty, nor did she live a life of luxury. She had a plain and simple childhood with her mother and father. Unfortunately, she had no siblings. Her human father chose to work at home as a blacksmith due to the dramatic decrease of available employment and high demand for materialistic need. He put aside some money every time he got paid just so his daughter could get an education, something both he and his wife had wanted for Akasma since birth. Her Albus mother, on the other hand, could not keep working due to her overbearing short temper. And her father did not trust her to take care of Akasma by herself, hence why he chose to work at home. Everything seemed to anger her mother. Anything at all seemed to set her off. Her temper was the cause of material possession destruction as well as her attacking the person who angered her. This horrible issue with her anger led to extremely high blood pressure and led to her being put on medication.
Unfortunately, Akasma's mother was also very stubborn, and she refused to take the medication. Akasma's father pleaded with her, begged really, but she would not comply. He tried hiding it in her food, mixing it in her drink, but she always suspected something. His attempts on giving her the medication led to constant and constant arguments. Then the constant and constant arguments led to arguments that had nothing to do with the medication anymore, but with each other. Voices raised. Objects thrown. Doors slammed. Akasma was not used to her parents bickering like this. It got worse and worse. The argument much more violent than the next. She would have to sit on her bed and cover her ears as her mother's shrieking voice overpowered her father's, both not listening and trying to get their points across. Akasma often cried to sleep because of this. She just wanted her parents to be how they were. Back to their old loving ways. What had happened to the relationship they held near and dear to each other?
One day, the bickering crossed all lines and ended for good. Akasma's mother's face had become red with seething rage, her hair was a mess from all the yelling, deep intakes of breathing as though she had just finished running a mile, and her heart could almost be heard pounding from inside her chest. Akasma's father could not bare the sight of the woman he once cherished like a treasure, all love between the two was just dead. Little Akasma just stood there, peeking through her door, eyes bouncing off the two of her parents. Eyes watering a bit. Both parents did not acknowledge the fact their daughter was watching them. Her father let out a sigh and told her mother the words she never thought would come pass her old love's lips. Akasma's father announced to her mother he was leaving her, and he was taking their only child with him. Not because he just wanted to or it would spite her, but for Akasma's protection.
Akasma was ready for the worst of the screaming and the arguing. She was ready to run into her room and cover her ears like usual. She was ready for the fighting to echo off the walls of their small home. But instead, everything went silent except for gasps. The high blood pressure had finally gotten to her. The arterial plaque that clung to her vessels finally overbore her. Akasma's and her father's worst nightmare had finally become reality. Akasma's mother fell dead, with barely any time to react to the stroke. The stroke was too powerful, it overcame Akasma's mother in less than a minute. She fell dead in front of her husband and her daughter.
Eight years later, Akasma's father had saved up just enough money to give his daughter the education she not only wanted, but deserved. Her father had often bought his daughter some books and she proved to love every single book he brought home. She read books cover to cover, over and over, she was never seen without a book. She learned the basics of literature, the basics of grammar and format. Her vocabulary gradually expanded, she learned the meaning of new and much more creative words. She remembered every last detail of her favorite stories. However, her Albus magic was out of control. Akasma did not practice her magic as much as she should due to the amount of books she had or was currently reading, so why was she able to use magic in the first place? She needed answers and she needed a much better education than just basic literature. She was not going to find the answers of her magic problem in just any book.
It was nine years later, after receiving the education both she and her father desired, after graduating from her class as "just an average student", did she discover Eureka Academy. This academy not only struck interest, but questions. Would it help her with her magic? Would it help her grasp the knowledge of the Mage that she was supposed to be? Would it help her become greater? She knew the only way to do so was to enroll in said Academy and find out herself.
Just gonna leave this here. If there's a problem with the character sheet, let me know :3
