6’1”, with light olive skin, and short, dark brown hair. Typically his hair is worn up and forward like a crown at the front of his head, but other times if he’s lazy (or it gets too long) it falls forward or to the side instead. Of Noble lineage, he has honest, hazel eyes and higher cheekbones, and his skin is kept quite healthy with hydration and hygiene. With a square jaw and a proportionate nose, he is usually considered very attractive - and yet, he is almost skilled at hiding it.
Training or adventuring outdoors often gives him a mild tan, a single shade darker across his cheeks and nose area. Because of this, his freckles are usually more noticeable as they come with the Sun. Sometimes, however, - and especially in the winter times - he spends more time in the mines searching for buried treasure (as is his job currently) and his skin becomes more pale. Depending on how much solar energy he absorbed in the warmer months, his freckles may stay visible....but nevertheless, they always fade again before Spring.
He wears a rose-gold amulet with a lighter pink gem set in its center. It hangs heavily at his chest and he often clutches it with his right scarred hand. The wrist of that hand has a light blue ribbon tied around it of the softest material you’d likely ever have felt. Sometimes he talks to the necklace itself, and other times he summons forth the creature within - Kioume - which usually rests across his upper back and shoulders. It wraps its long body around his arms or sometimes down and around his side. This gives Riku an effect as if he has his own large white wings with golden tips.
He is commonly seen wearing simple jeans, running shoes, and a button-up or T-shirt of simple design. He has a great physique, slim, toned, and built, and has a burn-scar across the underside of his right forearm reaching in branches to the tips of his fingers and spiraling in his palm.
Essentially, he’s human - just tall and handsome, with a scar. —————
Mental and/or Social Description:
Riku, despite his darker past, is very well-mannered and accepting. He is aware and respectful of others and often minds his own business. Although he may not agree with every choice another might make, he never holds another person’s actions over them. He knows all too well what people are capable of, as well as the redemption even the most horrible offenders can achieve with time. Mostly, Riku gets along with everyone and every race. If his presence is unwelcome he leaves. He often keeps to himself - and his animals, of course.
He would consider himself almost shy now in his life, although that trait grew over time. Distancing himself from people - even family - can do that. He’s obsessed with the dreams he knows are his destiny, but often can’t muster up the motivation to make progress. Stuck in a cycle of just getting by, he loses sight of making progress...and it greatly discourages him. Once, he had everything, and even though he has far from nothing, the things that mattered most were taken from him - by himself and his own arrogance. He is scarred from his past and has trouble trusting himself with the weight of the world on his shoulders.
Due to his lack of sentiently-social interaction, Riku handles himself often clumsily or quietly around people. He is confident enough in what he believes in and the choices he makes...but would simply rather not make waves in the lives of others. He hides his toned, muscular body under looser clothes and sometimes wears hats or scarves in public, or just simply doesn’t style his hair. Anything that will detract attention. If the situation calls for acknowledgement - or verbal back and forth - he does his best to not step on toes or put his foot in his mouth, though often has to be reminded to speak up.
Was it something he intended to ‘grow out of’ eventually? He wasn’t sure it was a bad thing to prefer animals over people....but at this point in his life, he had no one humanoid to motivate him to cross that gap.
Usually he had a Malii or some other companion-oriented creature with him in public. In fact, his obsession with Malii grew as he grew more and more distant from the rest of his cunning-level. And their innate magic definitely helped their appeal to him. He envied them, almost...but it was more of a gratefulness or feeling happy for them. In a way, be wanted to be one of them.
He is very intelligent, with an aptitude for magic, and at one time in his life could solve complicated multiplication equations in his head very quickly - however, math isn't something he practices anymore. Instead, he devotes his attention to his animals, his pursuit of magic, and adventure. His life-long dream: to become a Master Mage. An unstoppable force - hopefully fighting for the good of all. He does have a dark past, and greatly fears that his old ways will come upon him again. He knows he is meant for greatness...but will he lose himself along the way?
Who even was Riku? Was he not still ‘Rickoli Morale’? Would it be a bad thing if he was? For a long time he hated that part of himself, and it fueled the self-sabotaging laziness that stopped him from creating his own node sooner. He feared that if he had access to such devastating power he would.....lose control again. However, part of him also knew - and accepted with time - that that tragedy was not who he was but rather the very unfortunate effects of a delicate situation tipped into chaos. Even worse than a toddler with a gun was a teenager with a node.
In fact, it was because of what happened he was introduced to the idea of ‘Riku’ at all. However, coming from one extreme, he found himself in another. The only way he knew to cure darkness and destruction was with light and healing...but perhaps there was something deeper to be learned. With time. ————
Riku was raised as a scholar and a mage in a different region. Being of Noble blood, he was expected to replace his parent’s position as a diplomat. However, following the mysterious accident that destroyed his entire kingdom, he found himself living with distant family in the city of the Labs.
Less pampered and dedicated to, the young man eventually learned to fend for himself. His new family was well off, but did not believe in financially depending on other family members. Until he was of age, his adoptive father and mother fed and housed him, and gave him what most higher-middle-class parents did to their children. He was never ‘without’.
However, once he was old enough, he enlisted his services at the local Job Corp. His first job, per his father’s request, was a simple servant. The idea was to learn respect, patience, and hard work. Riku hated it - and it didn’t help that the family he served was not very appreciative of his help. He was one of many that had come and gone through their doors.
His second job was as a professional trainer of Malii, since he had favored and raised them since he first moved to the Labs. His first gift from his new parents was a custom Malii they had ordered for him, and he was in love with them ever since. He appreciated working with Malii, but making bonds with ones that were not his own - and only getting ten credits a month for it - was not enough for him.
Alas, he gave into the demand for more income and let go of his pride. The choices were either the Gardens, Mansion, Docks, or Mines...He tried the mansion first, but quit when his custom Malii was almost killed by a creature there. He wasn’t fond of water, and disliked the smell of the sea, so the Docks weren’t on his wishlist. The mines were such a dirty place, and although he went there himself from time to time, having to for someone else was not an idea he thought fondly at all. So the Gardens were where he grew his money.
Once the word was out that nodes could be created rather than only found, the city was buzzing with stories and rumors. One of which was that the pieces needed to complete such a daring task were found in the mines. However, that was one of very many ideas that Riku brushed aside - until it was proven true by a few members of the population who officially created their very own sources of power. A real node!
So to the mines he went! And though he hates the job, the job gave him enough money to make it through each month until he could get a node for himself and start a better job - one more suited to him. His goal? To be the new Arch Mage! ————
...He does have a dark past, and greatly fears that his old ways will come upon him again. He knows he is meant for greatness...but will he lose himself along the way?
To most, Riku is known as a polite young-man who, sometimes, is too welcoming. Always equipped with a smile and a 'glass half full' mentality, he is often perceived as irritating - Too jolly! People envy him for his impossible 'luck'. Perfect home. Perfect family; Father, Mother, Sister. Large kennel with choice pets. He has always had everything he's ever wanted, and nothing bad has ever happened to him! It's unrealistic.
Actually, it isn't real at all. Riku isn't even his real name! Rickoli Morale was born outside the labs to a Frederick and Olivia Morale, Prime Ministers of Aulador. Their estate was one of the largest and most bountiful in the region. Their gardens were tended to by prodigies, as well as their private mines, robotic workshop, gem workshop, and kitchen. As political figures and upper-class, economy-dictators, the Morale health and fortune have been threatened by many. Because of this, High-Magi were 'allowed the privilege' to guard the family at all times - and were paid a hefty sum to do so!
As the sole heir to the Morale fortune, Rickoli was supplied with anything and everything he had ever wanted. He had his own, personal Arch-Mage - Cephalo - who served as a sort of father-figure, nanny, and mentor, beyond his more obvious duties. At an early age it was discovered that Rickoli had a distinct talent for magic. A strong Magical Aptitude, clearly adept in the area, and notably lucky. He would secretly take his guardian's greater nodes that weren't kept on his person, and use them while - somehow - alone in the outer fields of their land. He would cast rather advanced spells, and in only a few months discovered that different elements could be combined to cast greater spells. The luck was evident in the fact that the boy never managed to blow anything up - or himself.
Until one day his luck couldn't save him. Cephalo tracked him down in down in the woods after discovering that five of his greater nodes were missing. His young protege’s magical fingerprints were all over the box he kept them in, and they led him to the spot where he practiced. The furious Arch-Mage bent the space around his body and immediately stood behind the boy and grabbed his shoulder and the bag of nodes that were stolen and threw them back into his private study.
"How dare you! You spoiled and ungrateful brat! Stealing from me!?" He flicked his wrist and sent the boy flying into a chair behind him, locking his wrists and ankles to the magically-reinforced wood with an invisible force. "You should know better! I knew that you were careless, but I had no idea you were a fool!"
The young boy grunted and struggled underneath the tie of his magically-superior teacher's spell. "Is this how you treat a Morale!? You imbecilic wand-prancer!"
"Tfft! You flash your parents name, and yet you know that with a single word I could send your whole dynasty crashing down!" He sifted through the bag of nodes he had retrieved. "Do you not yet realize that everything I've done all these years has been for...." He paused, and dug anxiously into the knapsack, letting go of the restraint he had on the child. "Oh no....." He groaned.
Being released, Rickoli bent over and pulled the greater fire node out of his shoe and clasped his hands furiously over it, then slowly released his grip and blew through the gaps between his fingers. The reinforced seat beneath him, and the wood interior of the room began to crackle and singe, as a roaring, hot breeze blew out in every direction - from every direction. His hair began to glow, and his eyes turned bright red, and his skin peeled as he charged the spell he was about to launch at his only friend, in anger.
"What demon has possessed you, my boy...?" The Mage said in fear - not of the spell that was being cast at him, but at the caster he had raised, yet somehow did not know.
The house began to shake, and the walls, floors, and roof caught fire. The windows shattered, and outside Sun seemed dim compared to inside the house. The effects of the spell expanded throughout the entire castle, suffocating every room of oxygen. His Father and Mother lie collapsed in their room - along with their guardian Magi, who had never known such magical aptitude except for in their Arch-Mage, who seemed too loyal to the family to cast such a spell. Being caught off guard, they were unable to speedily counter the effects of the spell.
Cephalo looked at the boy who now lie, seizing on the ground with a Fire node raging in his left hand. How could it have come to this...? He had taken care of this boy since birth. He had guarded him with his life. He had given up years of his life to the boy. He had loved him like his own...
“Cephalo...!” shrieked a whispery voice in the back of his mind. He gasped, and threw his cloak over his back, bending the space around his mass and appearing by the young boy’s side.
“What is it, Rickoli!?” he worriedly inquired. “Are you hurt!?”
“No.” Rickoli said “This kitty won’t let me hold it!” He pointed to the feline in the corner of the stable, hiding behind a bail of hay.
Relieved, Cephalo picked the child up and sat him in his lap, as he sat on the bail of hay. “Riku,” he called him “Do you know why this creature fears you?”
“It is because you chase it too fiercely. If you show it kindness...” He conjured half of a fish in his hand that wasn’t holding the boy, and threw it to the stable-pet behind the bail where they sat. “and leave it its free-will, it will come to you.” As he was saying this, the feline creature jumped up onto the bail, and climbed into the boy’s lap.
“Aha ha!” he exclaimed, clapping his hands - in doing so scaring the pet away again.
“C-Cephalo...!” cried the boy, losing even more control over the node he had ignited. “Help m-me!”
Heartbroken, Cephalo laid his hand on the boy, instilling a spell of sturdiness in his body. He’d need it to survive the full blast of the spell when it had satisfied its initial hunger. “Riku,” he called him “Do you know why your magic has failed you? It is because you chase it too fiercely. If you show it kindness...and leave it its free-will, it will come to you.” As he was saying this, the fire from the node flared out and attached itself to Riku's forearm.
“Ah! Ah-ah! Ah-ahhh...!!!” he screamed, throwing his already seizing body harder side to side - in doing so rubbing the flame on his arm out.
“My Rickoli...” Cephalo muttered with a broken face “I forgive you.”
“I hope that you can forgive yourself someday.” he began “Let this be a lesson to you. You were loved, but did not show love. You had much, but needed more. You had eyes, but did not see.” He stared in awe and pity at what was left of the mansion around him. “Such a cruel lesson to learn, and yet you are so young.” He paused, as though hearing a voice. “Your life will not be a simple one. You will travel far away and start anew there.” He looked down at the sphere in the boy’s hand. “Keep the node.”
The castle had begun to collapse in on itself, the scorching heat had engulfed the entire estate and property around it, and the area around Rickoli had begun to bend the light and twist its shape. The twelve year old boy watched as his best friend, father-figure, and mentor began to turn into ash, break up and blow away, stuck in a pose that stared into his soul. No longer could he scream his name. No longer could he shed a tear. No longer could he feel his own numbness. Suddenly, all of the energy flowing through the area surged to it’s core - to him - and the light was brighter than anything he could ever have imagined a light to be. It solidified around him for a few seconds, and then burst out in all directions, destroying everything in its path. Destroying his home, his fortune, and his family. Destroying his life.
Rickoli woke up in a dark alley in the heart of a region next to his own. Hundreds of miles away. With a heart that was both hard and soft, he went into the city and found out where he was, and decided to sell the node that he had caused so much harm with. With the money, he bought transportation to the region his uncle had moved to only a few months before.
And so he moved in with his uncle, aunt, and female cousin, who understood his situation and adopted him as their own son. Yet again, he had a large house, with a large kennel and garden, and was well-off, financially - except this time he wouldn't make the same mistakes. Now, almost ten years later, he’s on a quest to create his own array of nodes to tap into his hibernating magical aptitude. Someday he will be the greatest mage alive. Until then, he spends his days adventuring with his many magical creatures in search of something - perhaps someone. He isn't sure what he is looking for, but it's out there. Somewhere.
Riku: Welcome back, Sevryn.
Aug 6, 2020 20:32:26 GMT -6
Sevyrn: Player guide doesn't specify so I'm guessing the answer is to wait - am I able to hop back in to roleplaying after getting set back up, or am I to wait until character approval?
Aug 6, 2020 20:27:17 GMT -6
Sevyrn: Thank you very much c:
Aug 6, 2020 13:14:24 GMT -6
Morgan: That's great, let me know if you wind up needing help to find it, and I'll do some digging. c:
Aug 6, 2020 12:58:36 GMT -6
Sevyrn: I've already found most of my older stuff (or most of it, anyways). Still gotta get my old mining/gardening thread but that's about it.
Aug 6, 2020 12:54:34 GMT -6
Morgan: Are you able to find all of your things on the old site, or do you need assistance in locating them?
Aug 6, 2020 12:48:19 GMT -6
Morgan: Yes, you are totally allowed to grab all of your old stuff. I think the characters are fine to go, as long as they aren't changed (if they are changed, they need to be reaccepted), as for Credits, message Jack with a link to your old account. c:
Aug 6, 2020 12:47:55 GMT -6
Sevyrn: Am I able to just grab all my stuff over from the old site? Would the character need to be re-accepted? And what would the deal with old credits be if anything at all? Coming back here would be a fun thing to do on my days off.
Aug 6, 2020 12:46:30 GMT -6