Name: Lanaya Ur-Kaldr
Gender: M
Age: 18
Mythological Ancestor: Enkidu (The only friend of Gilgamesh. Born from a clod of earth and saliva, Enkidu was shaped by hands of the Gods, his father the king of gods, Anu, and his mother the goddess of creation, Aruru.)
Powers and Skills:
Primality
Lanaya is skilled in various techniques and arts associated with Archery, Hunting, Tracking, Taming, Herbalism, etc.
Conceptuality
Lanaya is knowledgeable in various subjects read in books, World History, Mythology, Evolution, Psychology, The World Wars, etc.
Morphological Terrakinesis
Becoming one of mud, Lanaya is able to do what his ancestor once did; create objects out of earth. At maximum strength, a thousand objects can be created from the ground, seeping out from himself. Each can be moved or manipulated to his will. Lanaya will start out only able to form 2-6 objects, and use them not as devastatingly.
Transfiguration
Embracing his artificial heritage, Lanaya can revert back into a humanless form, one of primal instinct and being. Resembling a large, molten rock crossed with a tree, Lanaya is stronger, but slower. Coup De Grâce is locked in this form, in exchange for raw strength. Lanaya will start out being able to smash concrete. Eventually, he will be able to rip through and shatter the entire support column of a condominium.
Flower on Earth
Lanaya has the ability to communicate with every spiritual or elemental being on earth, as long as Transfiguration is active. From Trees to the Sea itself, all can be heard and spoken with. However, Lanaya loses the ability to communicate with human beings while Transfiguration is active. He also forgets all prior communication after reverting to his human form. To be able to get information from Lanaya like this, another must speak to him in the tongue of Beasts.
Star in Heaven
Lanaya is able to find his way from the stars above. He will always know which direction is North if he is able to look at the night sky.
Armament of Sacrilege
Lanaya transforms himself into a large tree made of light. At it's top, a large flower will bloom and embrace all those under it's shade with everlasting light. An implosion of power and magic; it strikes down those who have committed destructive deeds towards the planet or humanity. At full strength it can cover a large portion of the earth itself, showering it with eternal light. It is defensive in nature, protecting the innocent from all harm. At maximum power, enough to stop a large meteor from impacting Earth. Locked until much later into the RP.
Coup De Grâce
Using all of himself; locking all of his skills, Lanaya is able to project a single nondescript spear from his heart. The build of the spear is that of a typical Persian spear, but carved from solid rock. It functions as a weapon to slay Man and Beast alike; It cannot harm the Gods, but their creations will suffer greatly with it's strikes. Longinus is it's name, and it will strike down even Angel's themselves. It will end all who it is raised against, and with the powers of Creation itself, all will fall to their knees. Locked into much later into the RP
Vijñaptimātratā
Rendered conscious, all standing before Lanaya's spear will not falter until their death. Both parties will fight an honorable duel with no interference. There will be no trickery nor will there be salvation. Allows Lanaya to bypass all Barriers, Shields and Walls of any kind with his strikes. To block the Spear, one must parry it contact it with another weapon.
Amalavijñāna
Granting peace to all who fall under Lanaya's spear, all who stand against Lanaya will fight at their fullest no matter what their state is, and Lanaya himself will as well. After the battle, the fatigue from either living side will kick in, hampering the body soon after. Allows Lanaya to dispel illusions, cut through those Ethereal (such as Ghosts), and exorcise Demons.
Appearance:
Lanaya is a slim boy, standing at around 1.69m tall and weighing only at 60kg. He's light, with little to no muscle definition. His skin is white, almost glowingly so. With long, crimson hair and a rather feminine face, Lanaya would be mistaken as a girl. And is, most of the time. His red hair flows down to his hips, with the sides and the front trimmed to form a rather neat hairstyle. Long eyelashes and big eyes make him look child-like, cute, really. With dull grey pupils, his eyes seem to be made of glass; artificial as the color. It however, only further strengthens the beauty that Lanaya is. The angles of his face too, are female in proportion. They angle downwards and create a slightly sharp chin. His limbs may be slim, but they are firm and seemed to be built on nothing but muscle. A thin layer it may be, but coiled and ready to spring into action they are.
Coming from a wealthy family, Lanaya's wardrobe is supposed to reflect that; it however, does not. With standard black jeans being his usual favourite, along with black loafers and a long-sleeved white collared shirt, he can be mistaken as someone from the middle-class. He doesn't change up his attire, merely switching out the colors of what he's wearing. Sometimes, however, he wears a vest over as well. He however, feels like there is no need for such clothing. Outside of having to interact with others, he wears a plain white tunic and slippers of wood.
Personality:
Lanaya is quiet and composed. He speaks with a whimsical voice, one of complete trust and respect. He enjoys time to himself, and time with others as well. He enjoys the wild of nature and the voice of man, sharing a connection to both. What this means is that he greatly appreciates nature, and would gladly spend time with animals as much as he would spend time with a human. His temperment is nonexistent, and is always polite no matter what. Even when dealing with someone who has hurt a friend of his, Lanaya speaks serenely. With no poison in his voice nor provocation. However, his eyes will tell a different story. A saturation of emotion, the windows to his soul. You can tell what Lanaya feels through them. Be it malice or love, all is easily seen.
Lanaya regards friendship highly, and accepts fate. He does not actively attempt to make friends or enemies, but lets the natural flow of the world and time take place. He does put in all the effort he has in maintaining a relationship or reacting or responding to an attempt, though. Imagine a pond of gasoline. It requires a spark to be set alight. In this case, the approaching party would have to be the spark, and Lanaya, the gasoline. Lanaya grew in solitude, and learns by observing others closely.
Because Lanaya is quiet and only speaks to those that come to him, he may seem cold or distant, appearing to care about nothing. Watching him closely however, one would realize he reacts in surprising feminine ways. He lives by feelings alone, and has a simple view of people he meets. Either they are 'Good' or 'Evil'. To harm another in malice is the worse sin to commit, in Lanaya's mind. Because of living like this, Lanaya is able to sacrifice all of himself, for another. This feat, done while his heart -knows- that what he is doing to for another, to understand, and to become just another piece in their life as they continue to grow and live on.
History:
Lanaya had a puzzling childhood. He was adopted into a rich, aristocratic family in England, his heritage however, was known. He was never given an English name due to that. His parents were owners of a company. One so large that they could be traced back from almost every Museum in the West. The reason for adopting him was never revealed, and never needed. Lanaya was fine with living life as it was.
His parents were never involved in his childhood, and instead placed him alone in a mansion further north, away from the city. Taken care of by several maids, Lanaya grew a pampered life. He understood how to do various things, like cook, clean, take care of himself, and so on. However, more of the modern things like playing on a Console of any kind, or having used a phone that had a touch screen, were alien to him. Lanaya did have some experience with computers, but not enough to know how everything worked. He at most could play games and browse the internet. The boy didn't find any interest in it, though. Aside from a couple of games.
Most of Lanaya's time was spent reading or being outside. The books he read were mostly about time long gone. History, be it Victorian, Soviet, or back to the age of Gods and Mythology, all had gone through Lanaya's head. Inclusive to this were things like Architecture, World Politics, Religion, and so on. He's well-read indeed. With an added dash of Fantasy and LoveCraftian horror here and there, Lanaya would make for an amazing conversational partner if not for his silence.
Being outside was the other half of Lanaya's life, where the maids at the mansion taught him various things. It was strange, having maids so skilled in certain arts considered almost irrelevant today. Archery, Hunting, Tracking, Capturing and Taming animals, so on and so forth. Heck, Lanaya even managed to tame an Eagle. With all the amalgamation of skills Lanaya had learnt over the course of his childhood, he grew into a pretty peculiar child. He was never formally taught, nor was his groomed into the new heir to his family. He had money, luxury, but was different. He felt at home like this, but alongside that, he felt like he was missing something.
Around the time of his thoughts, his parents had enrolled him into a school. The first time he would be venturing into one, but he had learnt a lot from books and various documentaries. The maids gave him a few more lessons, now this time on real-world conduct and how society functions. Over the course of an other 4 years, the boy grew to understand and find comfort in both the modern and the old world. Aside from things like Math, Scientific calculations, certain kinds of art, so and so. Lanaya adapted better to technology, but still had no real exposure aside from games and stuff.
Being sent across the sea to California, Lanaya embraced his new life. Being enrolled into St. John High School, he would live his life to become any other typical high schooler.
Hey, joining the club with a pretty fancy name would be neat. It even included some of his interests taken on from reading.
Or so he thought.
At first, everything was alright. Nothing was different, and Lanaya continued to learn more and more as time went on. However, the night of the 75th anniversary would soon descend, and the boy's life would change yet again. You see, Lanaya lived in a large studio apartment in the city. It wasn't strange to hear sounds coming from the nearby roads or so on, but that night.
That night, Lanaya would hear voices from elsewhere. Places he could not see, voices he could not understand. He would hear them and hear them. They would not stop. It was not tormenting him, no, they were calling for him. They wanted a display. A display of what, the boy did not know. And so with morbid curiosity, Lanaya began to try and communicate with the voices. The more he spoke, the louder they got. The louder they got, the more gentle they were.
And the louder they got, the less human Lanaya became.
That night, the boy's arm turned into a hulking mass of rock. It did not faze him, nor did it bring surprise. Fate had turned it's hands once more, and he was apparently, somewhere near the center of it.