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- Name: Neiross Alamarck Dunoir
- Kingdom of Origin: Olympion
- Primary Weapon: Neiross wields two swords, both pictured
here. The black sword, Colada, is his usual favorite, and so would probably be considered his primary weapon. It, like its sister sword Tizona, is of the finest quality, forged from an unknown material and bearing a strong affinity for magic. Its blade never dulls, and its edge does not have a single crack on it for all its many years of use.
- Secondary Weapon: Tizona is the lesser used of the two blades. This white sword, however, bears a much stronger power than its darker twin, as well as having the same flawless craftsmanship.
- Power: Neiross has, quite simply, the power to control the air. His energy reserves are almost boundless, making it near impossible for him to tire from using magic. However, on the flip side, his control is absolutely terrible despite his tremendous power, making the most he can do be to cause a random explosion of concussive force in all directions indiscriminately around himself. Thus, he requires a means of channeling his power for it to be effective, and that's where his twin swords come in. Each bears a slightly different enchantment, each focusing on a different strength.
His preferred weapon, Colada, focuses entirely on amplifying his control, but only within a limited range. When he draws Colada, he is only capable of manipulating the air reliably within a radius of five meters of himself. Within this radius, however, his control is peerless, and he can compress and control the air to a tremendous degree. Because of this, with Colada drawn, he always has a very durable magic barrier around him, passage through which he can allow things or deny them. If an enemy falls into his barrier, however, he can wreck untold damage on their body, literally tearing them apart or banishing the air from their lungs until they asphyxiate. It's very difficult to get inside his barrier, however, so this isn't so much of a problem. In this state, he can also solidify the air around him, allowing him to carry himself into the air and to defy gravity, although precise flight is an impossibility for him. He can super-jump, though, and, if he needs to, his movements in this mode are reinforced by air to the point of being ridiculously fast. His offense is rather weak, though, in this mode, in exchange for truly ridiculous speed, defense, and agility. His only real method of ranged attacking is to condense the air around his sword, compressing the entirety of his barrier down onto a single plane, which he then releases, causing a sword arc that explodes into a violent, concussive burst of air across a full 180 degrees. This does knock out his defenses, though, so he generally doesn't use it.
Tizona, meanwhile, goes to the opposite extreme. It focuses largely on range and not so much on control. With this blade drawn, air within any area in his sight can be manipulated. He can't, however, manipulate the air inside of people - as he can't see their lungs - nor can he simply asphyxiate them very easily, as he lacks the control to do so. He can, however, rain down ranged attacks with impunity, although his defense and speed is much less significant in this form.
Naturally, when he draws both blades at once, things get a little crazy. He can control any air within his line of sight to a pretty absurd degree, making him incredibly dangerous when he actually gets serious. Fortunately for his enemies, he's... well... really, really, REALLY lazy.
- Looks: Standing at a little over six feet, Neiross is rather imposing. With a formidable, albeit somewhat thin build, broad shoulders and a fairly muscled physique, if he ever held his head high, quit slouching around, and actually stood up to his full height, he'd probably be a very intimidating individual. But, contrary to what one might expect... he never does. He's just too lazy to. Consequently, he usually just strolls around, his hands in the pockets of his trademark completely ridiculous three-tailed black, gold, and crimson trench coat with ENTIRELY too many belts attached, his face an expressionless mask over which he wears an ACTUAL mask for no real reason besides "It looks cool," looking like he's asleep on his feet and, at the same time, going to the most absurd costume party of the century.
His most distinguishing feature would, without a doubt, be the fact that his hair is inexplicably BLUE. Because, you know...
You gotta have blue hair.- Backstory: Neiross is, and always was, a very lazy person. Born into an aristocratic family, his tremendous natural talent for magic probably could have been cultivated from a young age, but, as studying and practicing it was boring, Neiross decided to take up swordplay. He was a natural master of this, which was fortunate, because if he wasn't, he probably would have given up this, too. But, after a while, he became such a skilled swordsman that it began to lose its charm. So, at last, reluctantly, he turned to the art of using his powers. But, unfortunately, he was so inexperienced with them that all he could really do was make random explosions of brute force, and he didn't really feel inclined to learn anything more. So, he decided to take a more expedient route. Carelessly spending his lavish allowance as a nobleman, he simply commissioned for a set of enchanted swords that would do all the controlling for him. But, once he got these, he realized he was bored again, as nothing was a challenge when you could tear up a target almost instantly with just the power of your mind. So, in search of a more amusing life, Neiross one day spent a small, pointless fortune purchasing an equally pointless - not to mention ridiculous - outfit, just because he could, took his swords, and hired himself out as a mercenary assassin. Well, he was actually pretty good at this, too, but eventually somewhere along the line "assassin" turned into "one man army." After a rather troublesome incident - of which he refuses to speak to this day - involving a Sparton civil war, Neiross eventually abandoned this profession, too, and went back to assassination and bounty hunting. He became a rather infamous presence, but never really did anything purposefully to either enhance or diminish his reputation. Too much of a bother, in his opinion.
- Age: 26
- What Nation will you be starting out in?: Like Sicon, I'll be wherever I need to be.

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