Name: Percival (Percy) James Albert McCarthy
Age: Unknown
Height: 6'0
Weight: 182 IBs
Eye Color: Yellow
Hair Color: Black
Hair Style: Very Messy, Kept down To His Neck
Voice: Gentle, Yet Wild.
P.O.B: Whitestone, Ireland.
D.O.B: December 9th
Class: Artificer
Sub-Class: Machinist
Theme Song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=DTf_VYDqPuE
Short Bio: The Third Son of the McCarthy family, Percy was always known as the brightest child. He was incredibly smart and had a knack of creating small inventions out of the tiniest items lying around in the McCarthy Manor.

It was this love for inventing that lead him down to the path of becoming an Artificer. People who used magic to craft unique machinery and items, and not only was good at it.. But Percy was considered the best Artificer the world has ever and will ever see by the Artificer Grandmaster Taryon Darrington.

His path of Artificing eventually lead him to creating a machinery that goes inside the human body and would grant them eternal immortality that could be ceased whenever the user intends it too.. But as in the moment.. Percy has never intended on stoping his usage of his immortality, even after hundred and hundred of years.

Percy now stays in Toronto, Canada.. Living in a remodeled van.. Working on his biggest secret project yet. Working on an airship that he claims will change traveling for the better.. An airship that can fly up to space, fly to incredible speeds.. An airship that could become a home to families.

Name: Atlas Reinhart.
Age: 24
Height: 6'5
Weight: 165 IBs
Race: Elf
Eye Color: Light Green
Hair Color: Black
Hair Style: Long, Kept down to his Back.
Voice: Soft, Gentle.
Occupation: Raid Healer
P.O.B: Ishgard
D.O.B September 5th.
Class: Astrologian
Theme Song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=cki4a2LJVF8
Short Bio: Born under the Atlas Constellation, the Reinhart family properly decided to name their new born child "Atlas" after his constellation. Despite his whole family being elven, young Atlas was born and raised in the city of Ishgard, rather than the elven city of Gridania. But unlike the other cities, the castle city of Ishgard had its doors open to all races.

Atlas was a bright kid, a child who always looked up to the stars every night and wondered what it was like to control them.. And eventually he found a way. Atlas was introduced to magic by his long time Miqo'te friend, Edania. She thought him how to control magic, and then let him to chose what path of magic he would like to do.

Atlas, always being a person who looked up to the stars, decided to go to the magic of Astrology. He was trained by one of the best Astrologians of the century, Orion Cainhurst. Cainhurst was quick to name Atlas as the best student he's ever had, and it wasn't a lie.. Atlas found himself naturally gifted in Astrology magic, mainly due to the fact he was born under a constellation.

After four years of training, Atlas became a professional Astrologian, drawing the power of the stars and constellation with a ring of tarot cards, each group of cards drawing between Healing, Damage, Speed, and Toughness magic..

Atlas now finds himself traveling the world of Eorzea, as a Raid Healer. This mean if any brave adventurers partake in very high stakes, dangerous missions like raiding dungeons or haunted mansions filled with powerful demons.. Atlas would be there to support his group by all means necessary.

Name: Lord Ichabod Victor Percival Brian Moonlight of Byrgenwerth The Fourth
Age: 25
Height: 6'2
Weight: 192
Eye Color: Moonlight Green
Hair Color: Black
Hair Style: Long, Kept up in a long ponytail.
Voice: Deep, Gentle, and Poetic.
Occupation: Lord
P.O.B Byrgenwerth
D.O.B: September 28th 1742
Class: Elemental
Sub-Class: Moonlight Warrior
Theme Song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=3sr349qR9s8
Short Bio: Born to the Moonlight Family of Byrgenwerth, Ichabod is the seventh child of the tenth generation of the Moonlight Bloodline. The name Moonlight does not come out of nowhere however, for it is this family that all have the ability to control the Moonlight out of their own will.

Ichabod was raised as a Lord of Byrgenwerth, being thought by his father Ludwig Nathaniel Clark Moonlight of Byrgenwerth the Second, to control the Moonlight and use its power to essentially play god.

After sixteen years of training, Ichabod was fully able to learn how to control the Moonlight and decided to become a Moonlight warrior.. Being the first in the family to wield the Moonlight Greatsword since the time of his great great great grandfather, Ludwig the Holy Blade in the year 1642

After being entrusted to the power of the Moonlight Greatsword, Ichabod chose his own path. He left Byrgenwerth to go to Victorian London and become it's protector.. Protecting the entire city with the power of his Moonlight. Some call him Lord Moonlight.. Some call him the Holy Blade, and those of royalty call him the Moonlight Butterfly for his remarkable beauty to his appearance and the way he fights.

Just don't get on Lord Moonlight's bad side, word has it that the last person who did was smited by the power of his Moonlight so horrendously that there wasn't anything left of his body.. No ashes, no blood, nor bones.. Instead those who wander the area of this person's death during a full moon.. Can hear his cries for mercy, still thinking he's at the hands of Lord Moonlight.

Name: Eric Prowell
Age: 27
Height: 6'0
Weight: 187 IBs
Hair Color: Black
Hair Style: Long, Kept up in a man bun
Eye Color: Orange
Voice: Deep, (Often Filled with Regret and Shame)
Occupation: Wastelander
P.O.B: Washington D.C
D.O.B: August 6th
Class: Atomic
Sub-Class: Nuclear Warhead
Theme Song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=002Lmo1fmnw
Short Bio: Before the explosion happened, Eric Prowell was an ordinary man.. An ordinary man with the dormant power of Atomic Nuclear Energy. He knew the powers were there.. He just never knew how to use them.. And he knew that was for the better.

He was a professor in nuclear physics, knowing the full power of what nuclear energy could and how destructive it could be.. Which is why he would always keep his powers dormant, to prevent it from spreading any further than it had to go.

But then came Zero Day.. The day Eric walked home to see his late wife sleeping with his best friend.. The day he lost control. The emotion from the betray caused him to utterly lose control of his powers, and he triggered an atomic explosion.. The explosion was huge.. The Fallout engulfing all of Washington D.C and the radiation twelve times worse than Hiroshima and Nagasaki combined.

Thankfully, Professor Prowell was able to slightly tame the explosion at least prevent D.C coming from a complete radiation pool.. Only some given locations of the Nuclear Wasteland of D.C are covered in radiation.. Some areas require a gas mask, and some areas are completely free of radiation.

But the explosion was still enough to lock down the entirety of the US.. The radiation was bad enough to transform humans closest to the explosion that survived into ghouls who's blood code, minds and physical appearance have been altered by the radiation..

Now, Eric wanders the wasteland.. Immune to the effects of his own mistake.. Completely afraid to use his powers again and scared of himself.. He would have taken his own life too if he wasn't afraid of death.. So now.. He lives with the consequences of his outburst.

Name: Mason Black
Age: 25
Weight: 109 IBs
Height: 6'4
Hair Color: Black
Hair Style: Neck Length, Messy
Voice: Soft Monotone (Usually Tired, Depressed)
Occupation: Painter
P.O.B: Fairbanks, Alaska.
D.O.B: December 25th
Class: World Creator
Theme Song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=6IrJzEQLKHE
Short Bio: Born on Christmas Day to the Black Family, Mason grew up a very quiet life. He lived in a quiet cabin outside of his birth town of Fairbanks, Alaska. Not much happened during his life, it was just normal. Normal school life, friends, high school graduation and getting an art degree, learning how to become a master painter.

It was when he was twenty one, however, that he met Nora Sharp. The two fell in love quickly and had gotten married within their first four months of being together. After two years of being together, they had two lovely children, Lewis and Victoria Black.

Everything was going well, until one day Mason discovered that Nora had been having an affair and sleeping with her co-worker. Her excuse, was that 'he made her feel special' Nora ended up taking the children for a week... And to prevent them hating her, she gave the children a lie. He told the kids that Mason never loved them, or her... And that he was a horrible person and would just be with a new girlfriend.

Mason.. However never had another girlfriend.. In fact the only person he had in his life, was his dog.. And this was due to the fact that Nora spread the same lie throughout all of her social media that even his parents and brother believed the lie, and cut contact with Mason.

Mason had become a victim of Nora's lie, and spent the next years drowning in depression. The only thing in his life that brought him happiness was his Australian Shepherd named Echo, and painting.

One day, trying to paint a perfect world where the depression never existed, a world of fantasy and beauty.. He noticed the canvas had a strange ripple affect. He touched the painting and was pulled into the world of his own painting.

This is when Mason found the powers of his painted worlds.. Anything he could paint, he could create.. The worlds he paints could become a reality that he could traverse too.. So now.. He often paints a world where his reputation was never destroyed, a world his parents and brother still loved him.. A world where he could still see his children.. A world where Nora never ruined everything.