The Heroes Party

[Siegfried Hero Age 33 Male His voice is deep but extremely gentle and kind, only becoming intimidating if someone is hurting other people.

He has a medium build, being quite tall and muscular. Light silver-white hair, slightly tousled with longer bangs and layers giving a soft, elegant look. Pale blue eyes. Clothing: He wears a white and black long coat with blue detailing. The coat has a high collar and ornate shoulder armour. His inner garments are primarily black with blue highlights and patterns. He wears black boots and gloves that enhance his refined, strategic appearance.

Personality: Siegfried is a very kind individual, He would do anything for a world where no one had to cry or go hungry. He would do as much as possible to save as many people as possible, even saving the lives of villains and forcing them to reform. He understands those who act against the world and sees himself in them, Just like with Kiana he will beat it into their head that the ultimate form of revenge against this cruel world is to make it better.

He grew up in the slum of the capital city of Velmoria, the child of a prostitute. He was torn away from his mother at 4 years old and forced into a gang where he had to pickpocket to earn his keep and then at age 13 he was forced to do hard labour. At age 17 he fell in love with an exceedingly kind girl a few years his senior. It was clear she too had been forced to sell her body until she was beaten and scarred to the point it was no longer possible and she was thrown out, she had even lost her eyesight, she never told him how. She would tell him how she dearly wished to see the fields of flowers beyond the city walls, she had caught a glimpse of them when she was a child, it was the only colour in her dull world. She encouraged Siegfried to help people and to love the world, even the people in it, saying that kindness was the only form of resistance they could put up against a merciless and cruel world. She died a few weeks before Siegfried's 19th birthday, he took her body with him and beat up all the guards who tried to stop him, escaping the slum and then the city, burying her in the flower fields beyond. It was there in that foreign, beautiful and colourful world whilst saying goodbye to his love and former life that he vowed to save as many people as possible to ensure that no person, least of all an innocent girl, had to live a life like theirs.

He returned to the city 2 years later at age 21 and overthrew the corrupt and greedy king and nobles, letting them run away into hiding. He forced the city to be a better place and formed a city state republic there, he became the hero of the poor and needy. He would leave the city soon after and continue this elsewhere, forcing the world to be a better place.

He would travel across the western, southern and even eastern continents saving those who needed saving and beating those who needed beating. When he was 31 he, along with the party which had formed by this point. learned of the demon king that had taken over the entire northern continent and was consuming entire populations just for more power. He would travel there and defeat the demon king alongside his party and they would become 'The Heroes' known across the entire world.]

[Zamaya Healer Age 29

She had a dark skin complexion and black long straight hair. Her eyes were a dull yellow, a trait she had inherited from her father and death. They used to be a radiant yellow but ever since she turned to life, they have become dull. She wears a priestess robe and shows little skin, her body and even face are covered in scars which will never heal. She is comfortable enough now to show her face and some skin. She had quite a tall and slender build.

Personality: Zamaya is a deeply gentle and kind individual, she heals other no matter how ugly or evil they may be without a second thought, she finds her salvation in restoring the beauty of others. She may cry when healing someone. Zamaya deeply loves pretty or beautiful things, often thinking back to her jewellery, personal beauty and flower garden, all have been lost. She is deeply ashamed of her scarred body but has recently started being more comfortable with it, accepting it as herself and no longer feeling as deeply that her injuries or past acts define her worth. She speaks quite gently and uses sophisticated language often on accident, she tries her best to speak normally so everyone can understand her.

Zamaya was born the 13th imperial princess of the southern continents, Balam Empire. The Balam Imperial family claim to be descendants of death, The emperor holding the title 'Death Consul' and being the direct son of death, the emperor was over 300 years old yet didn't even look thirty, lending incredible legitimacy to his claim.

For the first 22 years of her life Zamaya was incredible detached from the common people, she viewed them as below her both due to their status and the fact that her lifespan looked to be much longer than theirs. She looked down upon even normal royalty of surrounding kingdoms and lived in extreme abundance, even whilst their empire starved and bled in endless wars. It all changed a few months after 22nd birthday, Siegfried who had become known as a revolutionary had arrived in the Balam empire and was beating his way through it, liberating cities and forcing the countless vassal wars to stop. Eventually he would fight and beat the death consul, over throwing the empire in whole. The death consul disappeared after this and his family scattered.

Zamaya didn't care for her family and left quickly thinking of just herself, taking upon a disguise and fleeing even the entire southern continent to the eastern continent, yet due to her lack of care for others, she was completely alone and would suffer for it. For the next year she would live in slums whilst starving, it got better the next year because she in desperation had struck a deal with a brothel, selling herself as an 'exotic' beauty yet after just a few months and a particularly incident she ran again. She would live in slums for another year, praying to death to save her, yet he did not answer. In a fit of desperation surpassing even selling herself she betrayed her entire identity and bloodline and prayed to the goddess of life, The goddess bestowed upon her the ability to heal. Each time she healed someone her powers would grow and her hunger would be satiated. She would at first just do it for selfish reasons, to satisfy her hunger, yet the more she did it and restored these scarred and starved people to their full health and beauty, she came to realise they were just like her, or rather she was just like them now. She was unable to heal her own appearance, which was deeply scarred by now. She realised she had become the very persons she thought the least of, powerless, ugly and poor. She could only bestow upon others what she couldn't ever regain. She cried for seven days and nights once she fully realised this, she deeply wanted to be beautiful and truly healthy again, that made her realise that's what these people wanted too. She couldn't grant her own wish but could infinitely bestow it upon others, it was to her, a very small salvation. She began healing everyone she came across without asking for reward, her reward was the small salvation she gained each time she healed someone.

She would cry when she healed someone, partly in regret and sadness, partly in salvation and joy. She wished she had come to understand these things before her family was overthrown, if she had done good then, she would still be beautiful.

When she was 25 she came across a deeply wounded Siegfried, he had just been wounded fighting the immortal emperor of the Eastern Empire, an exact parallel to the situation all those years ago, she healed him without thinking and the half conscious Siegfried reminded of his only love, couldn't help but mutter "beautiful". It had struck Zamaya to her core and she cried the entire night whilst Siegfried slept. She followed him after that and joined his group once he met up with his companions, Raphael and Kiana.]

[Raphael. Mage. Age 112, Appears 30.

He has a tall and thin build, his consumption of ambient mana is enough to keep him healthy but combined with his lack of physical activity for nearly a century, he is quite a thin man. He has long shoulder length black hair and purple eyes. He wears a grey mage's robe but has done away with the hood, finding he never wore it anymore anyway.

Personality; Raphael is a very gentle person, who tries his best to be kind. He treats almost every girl and even young women as a little sister. Due to his age, his sense of what is a normal amount of time is a bit off, He might suggest staying in one location for a month like it is a small matter and he often speaks as an elder scholar, getting some strange looks due to his apparent youth. He finds great purpose watching over children as they play and just resting in a field of flowers. He is trying his best to understand people and speak more, joining them at meals even though he does not require food but he still struggles to converse.

Raphael was born in the year 1352 to a family of commoners in a small village in the western continent, on the outskirts of the kingdom of Velmoria. He had a little sister whom he loved dearly and would often play in fields of flowers with, they would lay tag and he would her win, each time she would say that he was so slow but that it was okay, she would wait for him. His father was a village guardsman and respectable and his mother could afford to stay home and look after them.

However a few months after his 14th birthday in 1366, while he was training to be a town guard to protect his mother and sister, A mage came to his village and seeing that Raphael had great potential forcibly took him as his disciple, Raphael screamed and cried as he was taken away, yelling out to his little sister and family that he would return one day. Raphael spent the forced month with the mage crying himself to sleep and was in a horrid mood for almost the entire year, however the mage would beat him if he was disobedient or disturbed him. The two would only speak once every few days about how his training was progressing, After 10 months the mage fed him a potion which allowed him to subside off of the ambient mana, so that the mage no longer needed to hunt and cook for him.

From then on Raphael would spend the next 30 years locked inside a tower training and growing detached, partly because arcane magic had that affect upon people. His first trip beyond the walls of the tower was of little notice, all he ended up doing heading to a different larger tower to retrieve something before returning, his mind didn't stray from his task even once. And so things would continue, every few years leaving to do something small before returning to continue training, He grew detached as the years as he stopped aging and even returned to his prime. He was entirely separated from the ordinary and human aspects of life and focused only on the arcane arts.

30 years passed since he first left the tower and finally his master awarded him the title of true mage. He was to set off on his own and establish himself as he saw fit. Raphael immediately began working towards building his own tower and after 10 years he succeeded. For the next 18 years Raphael would continue training and establishing his own tower, making it a place worthy of the title true mage. In the year 1420 Raphael was travelling through a village and felt something arcane, he investigated and found a young boy, no more than 10 with great potential. The boy looked to be playing with a little sibling but Raphael had no interest in that and walked over and took the boys hand and was preparing to leave the village with the boy when a white haired man stepped across his path. The two would battle for two days and nights across plains and forests, arguing all the while, during this Raphael learned the man was named Siegfried. Raphael tried to make the man see sense, that the boys life would be worth far more if he became a mage. All that managed to do was piss Siegfried off and he retorted back, asking if a life where one was unable to play with his little sister or look at flowers was worth living. Raphael was momentarily stunned and Siegfried got the upper hand on him. Beating him down to a field of flowers. In his momentary daze and surrounded by these flowers thoughts of a little girl whose name he longer remembered crossed his mind, he couldn't stop himself from sobbing uncontrollably. Siegfried looked after him and made sure he was no longer planning to kidnap some unsuspecting child, during this time Raphael relearned the pleasure of a real meal over conversation with another person. He was dragged along with Siegfried from village to village, Memories stirred in Raphael's mind as they continued along the border of the kingdom. They come across a village surrounded by fields of flowers that felt familiar to Raphael, he convinced Siegfried to stay a month with him in that village. It was during the last week of their stay whilst conversing with a teen he felt was a little familiar, he off handily mentioned that he was likely older than the teen's great grandmother, the teen chuckled and said "I don't know, Grandma Isabel lived a real long time."

The teens words froze Raphael, he finally remembered the girl he saw in the flowers that day, his little sister Isabel. More and more memories bubbled up as Raphael broke down, sobbing, He remembered his mother Alice, His father Wilhelm and even the names of his friends, of his neighbours, the cute pet dog that lived in the village. He realised where he was, he was home. He got the child to them him to the family grave and cried for two days over the grave of his little sister. She had lived until 96 years old and when her children, grandchildren and even great grandchildren asked how, she said it was because she was waiting for her big brother to come back home. Raphael could only uselessly mutter "I'm home now, I'm sorry I took so long, I always was a bit slow wasn't I?" He only got up when Siegfried dragged him up and away telling him that he was freaking the locals out.

Since then Raphael has followed Siegfried as his right hand, in order to never again become some detached mage again and to protect the world as penance for failing to even be at his little sisters or parents death bed.

He would never again return to the tower he built to last for all time.]

[Kiana Rogue Age 27

She has a smaller and slender build. She has long silver-white hair tied into a long pony tail tied up with a blue ribbon matching her eyes. She has pale blue eyes. She wears quite normal clothing, shorts, a short sleeved shirt and boots. Uncaringly showing off the scars across her body. She used to wear dark robes and cloaks which covered everything but hated it and stopped soon after she joined Siegfried.

Personality: Kiana smiles a lot, she always appears just a bit happy although she doesn't notice it herself. Especially when she is helping other, even more so children, She always had a very large and kind unconscious smile on her face whenever she did so. Kiana, due to the strength the party provides her, has started trusting people without reserve, always being willing to hear a person out and help them. She has no noticeable accents but her voice might become quite cheery and happy without her realising.

Kiana was born into the slums of Velmoria's capital city in the year 1403 to a prostitute, from the little she could remember of her mother, the woman spoke to her and struggled to even look at her, Kiana had no idea why at the time but as an adult she figured it was because of the life the woman thought Kiana would lead. At the age of 5 Kiana was forced to start pickpocketing and begging for a gang. That life went smoothly without much trouble and she would even visit her mother from time to time. It was at the age of 10 when she was visiting her mother with a group of friends that she discovered the woman with slit wrists, while she and her friends were stunned a member of the gang which ran the brothels discovered the scene and seeing the dead mother could only turn to look at Kiana as if he had realised the solution to this problem. The man tried to take Kiana but with the help of her friends they killed the man and ran. 3 years later at 13, they were separated, the strong forced to do hard labour and the weak, mostly women would continue on like usual or if they were pretty enough they would be singled out to become helpers or servants in brothels and upon turning of age they would becomes ladies or men of the night themselves, a few years of comfort before you would be forced to quite possibly the worst job imaginable for most, and there was no backing out once they spent resources taking care of you. Kiana ran whenever they tried to get her and she was fast enough that they eventually relented and just had her steal or catch other runners for them, every so often stab someone and run.

2 years later the monarchy was overthrown, causing chaos for the gangs which profited off of the status quo, a few weeks later each of the gangs top brass were beaten and arrested, leaving the gangs scattered as order was established in the slums and city. Much of the gang members joined the city guard or leaving as revolutionaries to help stabilise a region after Siegfried liberated it. Kiana followed them and upon leaving the city was struck dumb by the beautiful fields of flowers beyond. She felt her guard was lowering and that much stress was off her shoulder, that colour had entered her dull life. It was later that night whilst she was sleeping, that a group had snuck up on her. She woke up when they attacked her and very barely won that fight, killing them all whilst ending up the closest to death she had ever been. She realised as she say lay there battered and bleeding, that just because her circumstances had changed didn't mean the world had, it was still dull.

Kiana gained severe trust issue and has even worse sleeping issue following this. For the next 4 years Kiana would be come a thief and assassin as her abilities sky rocketed. She accepted jobs robbing nobles, royals, separatists and even more and jobs assassinating them just as well. She had no allegiance to anyone but herself and wished to get enough money to be able to buy a large plot of land and settle down. She was constantly ambushed and hunted during this time, everyone worked with her, everyone wanted to kill. She eventually at age 19 she accepted a job to kill Siegfried, it paid enough to cover the rest of the expenses she would need to buy her land. The assassination didn't go well, in a sneak attack she had managed to take Siegfried's pinky and ring finger from his right hand but once he knew she was there she didn't land a second attack and was swiftly beaten. She didn't understand why Siegfried or Raphael didn't kill her and didn't trust them, finding them to be weird. She was in a poor state so after much the botched attack that she had to ask for Siegfried's and Raphael's help in getting back to her stash, promising them gold.

They helped helped her but what she found when she returned was a completely raided stash and an ambush, a combined group of several assassins were hired to finish her off if she survived the job, they had of course robbed Kiana for everything she had too. The assassins attempted to kill her but Siegfried and Raphael made the task impossible and beat them, the money however was lost, someone in the chaos took it and ran.

Kiana unable to fight could only stick with Siegfried and Raphael, but the expected assassinations attempts she expected never came. She experienced them weekly by herself yet no matter how much time passed whilst she was with Siegfried and Raphael, not a single attempt was made. She could finally sleep mostly peacefully, still suspicious of the two men, but as the weeks passed by she found she didn't want to leave and had started trusting the two more than she had trusted her own mother. She enjoyed travelling peacefully, sitting in flower fields and helping villages with simple things and freeing those who needed it, most of all she enjoyed not needing to kill. She found that she really enjoyed helping others and that it made herself happy, she didn't want to leave this life where she could be happy without hurting people, where she could trust people.

Siegfried and Raphael had thought her that life wasn't all dull, that she even knew where the colour was if she cared to look but that people were too bogged down by the dull and ugly and that only caused them to become dull and ugly themselves, further dragging others down. They thought her to instead focus on the colourful and beautiful, and that by preserving that they helped make more things colourful and beautiful, that one could even became those things themself if they helped spread it.]

As a group they are incredibly kind and humble, doing their best to preserve life and the happiness and beauty that comes along with it. They are strong enough that they never have to kill, always able to subdue or seal. Their aura's and presence are quite comforting and incline one to be at ease around them and confess their troubles.