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I do not think so... because then the parts outside it could ignite across your body.

o.o You saw where I got part of the idea from, except it's not combat related. It's more of surrounding oneself in arcane energy at the core, around yourself, and your magic shines around it defensively. It's impossible to attack from it, but it's impenetrable, but you can't move. More of the if you're in dangerous trouble last resort magic.

Not in the way where one could surround themselves in fire, they'd kill themselves for the most part. This is more of a way of a defense, sorta.

How's it sound? :p

This is an idea I had. Where basically, mages with their elements and powers and the like, (magicians, necros, clerics etc..) could do this with whatever power source they wish. Defensively forming an avatar around themselves, encasing them from attacks while draining mana. This encasing material, will affect the magic defensively, it's impossible to move when having this encased shielding around you. Evocationists - Evocationists shield themselves with their elements, for example, a water evocationist surrounded in ice, or water. Necromancers - Surrounded in draining, if opponents get to close their energy is sucked free. Clerics/Ascended- Surrounded in holy light to defend yourself. Conjurationists - Doesn't affect them. Frost Witches - Surrounded in ice or snow encasement. Shamanic - Doesn't affect most, but elemental controlling shamans can surround themselves in element of their choice. Mind Magicians - Surrounded in a barrier of energy that when an offending attacker attempts to get near, their mind would tremor in varying ways. Dos and Don'ts! - Do not attack while encased! Impossible! - Impossible to shoot from inside outwards. - Very mana costly! Don't power-game it!

I say no, because this subtypes kinda.. overpowered. The acid seems to be really overpowered, otherwise I'd like it. But also, nobody really needs this magic. You can use water evo to freeze locks and crap into breaking, and fire as well. Sorry, for now I need to -1

The red eyes aren't the issue here I believe (my char personally has orange / red eyes and they're just a genetic defect).

Death doesn't make people fear you, it annoys them. Simply don't kill unless necessary.

((OOC)) MC Name: PiercingDarkness Skype: You have it. Best time to contact: Whenever I am online. IC Guild leader Name: Magnus Guild Name: The White Ravens Guild Forum post: None official fully yet, but there is a info flyer in the guild section. Number of people within your guild: 10 Reason for allying with the Scions: We have nearly the same causes.

It's dependant, any arcane subject relies on void energy :) If you need more help, msg me, PiercingDarkness IG. :)

((I'm still making the post and gathering historical info.))

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((Yes, I'm trying to reform them))

[This post is hung throughout Malinor, and throughout parts of Oren, as well as standing proudly within the dwarven realm.] The White Ravens "You think that because I will be banished from this plain, that my taint will not last? I have brought Aegis evil, and it will forever be apart of it." - Iblees, The Fallen One, Chapter 1 of the Ancient Lore, by Availer The Wandering Wizard. Purpose: We are a group of individuals seeking to carry out the will of aengulic and daemonic beings who mean to aid in the war against the evils of Iblees and Setherien, and their cults. It is our purpose to defend our own lands, and our job to aid the weak in the removal of the tyrannical powerful who do evil deeds themselves. If you're interested, seek out one of us. Ranks: Head-Masters: Disciples: Ravens / Rangers: Initiate: Services: We provide a home to those who need it, the fortress of Ravenhold, this is our base of operations, and our place of learning. We provide armor, food, and companionship to those who join, for now, welcome and take your place. [Recruitment is fully IC]

MC Name: PiercingDarkness RP Name: 'Azgar' (Mythras evil split persona) Skype Username: Firetammer1 Accepted Evils (VA Required): Torture, breaking&entering, zealotry, thievery, murder, killing fetishes stuff, etc... Why do you want to join? (IC Answer Please!): I am seekin' wealth for myself, and want my name to be once more feared again.

Mythras exhales, ripping the poster down. "A guild of assassin crooks, shan't be trusted.. .These fools." [Realized it wasn't a RP post <3 My apologies.]

The Form: Your Name: Mythras Your Age: 167 Your Race: Elf Are you wishing to join the college as a Mage, or a Pilgrim?: Mage. If joining as a mage, clarify on if you are currently skilled in the magical arts, or being taught by someone who is: I believe myself to be a master pyromancer, and I am currently practicing a peculiar, rare magic besides so. What affinity of magic are you skilled in? I am a pyromancer. I am also... A mindlord I suppose. (( OOC: MC Name: PiercingDarkness When did you join the server?: Last year/ in Aegis for short period of time. If applying as a mage, link any currently approved MAs unless grandfathered: MAs don't exist any longer. If applying as a mage, list your magic type and tier: Mental Mage: Beginner Fire-Evocation/Pyromancy: Mastered Domestic Magic: Adept ))

Tiers don't exist.

((Out of hiatus, rebuilding library. Pending)).

2edgy4eva (Jk, nice to see this up <3)

((This guild /is/ still active))

Azgar standing above one of his prisoners, khopesh-like weapon in hand. Character Name Airaion Nicknames: 'Aegor' 'Myth' Azgar 'Aegor' 'Igni'Acaele' 'The Red Paladin' 'The Sorcerer' Airaion Age: 349 Gender: Male Race: Elf Status: Alive Description Height: Six foot ten (6'10) Body Type: Tall, slim. Eyes: Redish orange. Hair: Grey Skin: Tan Markings/Tattoos: Scar running down his face, scars covering his body. Health: Grand. Personality: Intelligent, wise, humble, arrogant, benevolent. Inventory: A staff, his mage-gold gauntlets, healing equipment, a weird spear sometimes carried. Further Details: He's extremely tall for a mix breed dark-elf / high-elf hybrid. Life Style Alignment*: Chaotic Good Deity*: Aeriel and a host of other aenguls, even worships Velulai. Religion: The Articles of Creation. Alliance/Nation/Home Aliance: N/A Job/Class: Practioner of magic, writer. Title(s): None Profession(s): writing, paladin, lumberjack, smith, miner. Special Skill(s): Naturally very intelligent, good sword fighter. Flaw(s): Sticks to his morales. Arrogant. Magic* Arch-type: None Sub-Type: None Rank: None Weakness(es): None Strength(s): None Weaponry Fighting Style: Unorthodox Trained Weapon: Sword Favored Weapon: Sword Archery: Lacking. Biography Parents: Alexander : Sirene Siblings: Magnus Ardere (Dead) Howard Ardere (Dead) Xulore (Alive) Children: Aelia Sylvari-Ardere (Alive) Arken Ardere-Sylvari (Alive??) Extended Family: Aethria Ardere (Niece) Aethyrs Ardere (Nephew) Lafthi Sylvari (Uncle) Richard Tarus (Master) Pet(s): Gluith, inherited from his dad, a bird of 20 years, getting pretty old, greying feathers. History Airaion was born with the name Mithras, in Ravenhold just over two centuries ago. As time went on, he had a loving mother who often told him of his father, Talis Ardere who had left them to fight a war against neighboring wood-elf tribes that were giving Malinorians a hard time. His mother, however, eventually died. Murdered in a bar by a mali'aheral. A high-elf following the vows of purity, he threatened to throw Mithras into a vat of acid, due to his race, his mother was half orc half dark-elf, his father a high-elf who lost their purity just before Mithras was born. The High-Elf however, showed mercy. He didn't wish to kill a child, as much as the child was impure, they deserved death, but he couldn't bring himself to it, he said some snobbish words over Mithras and his families impurities, and injured him before leaving. Mithras would grow hateful over time, and as he grew hateful, he grew lustful for power. He began to bandit the people of the King's Roads of Aegis. Turning as feral as a wild animal. As time went on, he began to grow apathetic, he hated people, he lost his morales, though he seemed to never, ever kill children no matter how the situation was going to turn his hand. Eventually, when he turned 50 he was legally an elvish male, and once he turned one hundred, the boats for the Verge sailed, and Mithras went with them. Conjuring upon himself the name Mythras (Mee-t-roz) he began a hunt for dark-magic, which led him nearly everywhere, until one day. He witnessed the epic might of a fire-evoking conjurer, wishing that power for himself and having no leads on rumored magics of the dark, he began his long search, eventually in Asulon being captured by the Mori'quessir and being made a slave. ​Later escaping and reaching the boats that were being made, he went to Elysium a few years after his escape, witnessing many mage-guild escapades. Eventually, once the boats to Anthos struck, he journeyed for a few years until joining the Arcane Delvers. Eventually, many years after, he self taught fire-evocation, before getting a teacher named Richard Tarus. Eventually Richard left, and stopped training him. Inventing the concepts of adding onto fire-evocation, he learned to evoke smoke and heat along with the fire. Going insane with a split personality, he struck Oren with the help of his small party of bandits consistently, even conspiring to rob the delvers multiple times with his friend Raidriar. Eventually meeting the spirit of the at the time dead mage Salamandra, he learned many useful lessons from the old mage, eventually even, Salamandra returned to life later on. Becoming Head Master of the Malinor School, he tried to do the job, and did well at first, but between the insanity and his near death experiences, he started to hate his life until he met his uncle, Lafthi Sylvari. Lafthi was the brother of his father, Talis. Forming a strong bond with Lafthi, Airaion's life began to take a turn for the better, until eventually, Lafthi disappeared. This itself sent Airaion into near insanity, one of his few family members he could enjoy talking to, gone. While he remained taunted by others and wounded on daily basis, and tortured by the Dread Knight Verin. Becoming Azgar again, he joined the Cult of Frozen Night, aiding Setherien's efforts in decimating and immolating the descendant races. Azgar, now powerful as a fire-evoker, destroyed a wraith in a single bolt of fire, obliterating them swiftly. This itself seemed to help him break free of his insanity, the realization that he held power which could be used for things greater than doing a draakar's dirty work. Eventually, he once again turned pure of heart, beginning to leave the past behind him. Becoming a cleric of the patron Arke'ith, aengul of endurance. He began to work towards trying to be a better person, and succeeded. Joining the Demones Manor, he worked as a guard, happily, and efficiently until it fell to the Scourge. Angry, with a rageful wish for revenge, he left on a pilgrimage before returning much purer, and seeing that his uncle Lafthi was back showed him to his small house, showing him some magical artifacts as they also shared information on their lives up until then. Lafthi was Mithras unofficial magic master, who helped him be smart with how he used it years before while he tutored under Richard Tarus. They decided to briefly duel, and bother remained outmatched, and neither won as it was a tie. Lafthi once again disappeared near the end of the Fringe. Mithras went to the Thales, building a house with his cousin Aenor in Alras, before going to the new lands. He now is picking up his life from scratch after giving up the life of a cleric due to his hate of the aengul that fueled his power, simply carrying his sword and shield in place of it. Artwork