Pallum Mikala Archer

Mikala Archer

Race: Pallum.
Age: Nineteen.
Sex: Female.

Sexuality: Bisexual.
Relationship: Single & happy.

If there was one thing that one could grasp by a glance at her, it would be that she looks considerably plain in appearance. Dark brunette hair cut short, with dark brown toned eyes, while holding a peach hue of skin lacking any visible scars to the naked eye. There isn’t any features that makes her stand out from a crowd, if anything it would be common place to mistake her for a simple human child. As a Pallum, it is quite common for that mistake to be made not only due to their height but her slim figure, making clearly obvious that she bears no resemblance to the bulky dwarfs around. Her clothing choice appears to hold the same impression as she doesn’t find the need or desire to want to stand out; simple dresses or a mere hoodie can commonly be her attire. Perhaps a bow, or a simple silver bracelet but other than that she generally picks whatever her heart thinks it nice or cute.

Height: Four foot.
Build: Short & thin.

Personality

Something that often comes as a surprise to herself is the fact that she is considered a mature person. Generally she thinks of herself as a free-willed spirit, chained down by no one and completely loves to have fun. That’s just a pipe-dream however, as she can easily be chained down by her inability to resist a plea. Whether this is due to her emotional link or not is unknown, but she just feels often guilty when leaving a person in need without attempting to do a thing. Being taken advantage of due to her charity is a frequent thing that does annoy her, but she has gotten used to the fact that she may find some lovely people along with finding some selfish ones. In any case her helpful nature is quite likely due to the fact that she is often motherly at heart, caring to most and sympathetic to all. Although she may be protective of her friends and family, she does feel often pity when it comes to her enemies, even if they are monsters. That’s namely due to the fact that her emotional link allows her to often feel bad whenever she needs to eliminate them for the sake of protecting herself. It’s for that reason that she’s quite likely the one person that completely appreciates life.

In a sense she may often seems as the model good-willed person, least that may be the case if it wasn’t for the fact that her persona shifts unpredictably based upon the people that she remains arounds due to her skill. That change to her emotions will certainly change what words come from her mouth and choices she partakes in. Due to this she does generally tend to avoid being around several numbers of people at once after developing this skill and tries to keep most of her emotions tucked away in her mind if it’s negativity that’s plaguing her. But that’s often something that’s hard to do as she is naturally an outgoing and social person, rather wanting to chat than keep to the side-lines.

Positive: Motherly, Protective, Helpful
Negative: Vulnerable, Unstable, Regretful

Biography

A family of archers, it is how their last name was earnt as although Pallums did not possess strength they made up for it with the keen insight and tactics. However with the descent of gods making traditions run amok, her ancestors’ skills soon dwindled until there was no more. They however embraced the use of modern day magic, eventually come to settle within the country of Altena where the family hones their magical prowess. Fast forward a few generations and it would come to the point where Mikala Archer breathed her first gasp of life.

It was quite fortunate that she was one of the many blessed with magic upon birth, her parents sought to refine her abilities for the sake of making her a well-known magic user for the future. Once she could stand on her toes and speak, her mother spent a high amount of time getting her to learn about the theoretical side of magic while her father worked upon the practical side of things. At the mere age of eight she managed to create her first spell, a simple familiar created from the earth. But with her heavy studies came solitude, her home being a prison while the only source of company that she had was her familiar that she would summon at the moments she wanted a friend. “Pai” was more than a simple spell to protect her; she developed an attachment with the being as if it were her own sister. As the familiar did possess a persona of its own those feelings were met by the same feeling of affection, but also a feeling as if the familiar had to act on its own accord and improve the situation that Mikala was currently in.

It was a suggestion to leave, to expand her horizons and set her sights on a new place to live and learn from, without her parents tying her down. Mikala was reluctant, not wanting to abandon her parents and the work that they had put into her, but she also trusted her familiar’s advice all the same. She was of the mere age of fifteen at the time, opting to leave only a note before setting off with a satchel and a few clothing articles. It was a sad feeling, but perhaps she would come back, being a mage that wanted her to be after exploring the world for what it had to offer. Her means of travelling was often hitch-hiking off others, most felt pity for her thinking that she was a very young homeless child while there were a few instances where she found herself running into thieves. Her tales were long but a year of travelling eventually brought her to the land of Orario, the place that was said to be the location where gods dwell. Of course most of that knowledge was said to be at times just mere rumours, while others said they had seen them their selves. She wanted to see one for her own two eyes; perhaps they may even come to help her better herself as a magic user.

When she arrived at the place she had come to learn of the gods, the dungeons and what dwelled inside. It was fascinating, exciting but all things considered also terrifying. Yet she wanted to do it, perhaps she would be of some help to discovery of the unknown depths. Yet it would seem that all of her tries to join a familia ended up with rejections, most gods believed that she was weak merely due to her race while others felt that she was too inexperienced and timid. She felt completely depressed, yet at the same time didn’t give up. Rather than moping around, she took the time to make her way to dungeon delvers whom have experience in magic, asking for advice and tips while honing her own skills. She wanted to prove herself worthy. With her trading developed her emotional link, something that grew to be troublesome and yet at the same time an insight to the fact that she was getting better. Now she’s at the age one can be considered to be an adult, with optimism and wisdom being her key factors perhaps this time she would be welcomed by open arms.

Status

Familia: None.

Occupation: Wannabe Dungeon Delver.
Archetype: Magic.

Floor Achieved: 000
Current Level: 001

Strength: I - 010
Vitality: I - 030
Dexterity: I - 020
Agility: I - 040
Magic: H - 100

Skill:

• Emotional Link: [passive, utility] A skill that has developed within Mikila due to her uncanny potential when it comes to summoning familiars, along with her link to nature. It appears that she is fully capable of reading the emotions of others, whether it be people, animals and even monsters. It’s not the case of mind-reading, rather it’s like their emotions are an infection spreading and trying to infect hers. This isn’t something that she can turn on and off, it’s always active and although it does not provide strain to her in a sense it can be stressful. Being around people who are feeling negative all the time can naturally affect her to be pessimistic, while being amongst a large crowd generally makes her experience mood-swings, often being more of a curse than a blessing.

Magic:

• Γη Παιδιών: [earth, single-target, summon, long chant] A unique style of magic that allows one to summon a familiar out of earth that molds into an exact replica of the user, holding only the differences in attire which appears to be a rock-like dress armor along with protruding stones from its body earth toned body and hair. It holds all five senses, however also having an attunement to the earth capable of perceiving seismic vibrations in earth their standing on but only within a short distance. Their abilities and fighting skill is directly proportionate to the user’s, while the user’s magic would determine the familiar’s strength. This is due to the fact that they share senses with one and another, emotions and even memories. Despite that, the familiar does appear to hold its own persona. The huge downside to this magic is that they share pain with and another, if the familiar is hit by an heavy blow capable of shattering it into pieces, it would no doubt render the user unconscious for days and perhaps months. A condition to this spell is that there needs to be a source of earth nearby for the familiar to be created, other than that it is possible to sustain a familiar for hours however strain increases tenfold when they are in the midst of combat.
  
  "I call upon the earth to give me blessing, let my prayers be the beacon to the creation of new life. Be borne from within me, may my soul be the guiding light to thee awakening. Crush, crumble, and mix anew. Form gently and quietly, till thy form is a replica of the guardian that will reject the darkness reincarnated. Breathe the air they call reality, see through the lies they call illusions and speak with a voice that harmonizes with the world. My παιδιών, be shed from thy shell."

Equipment

Weapons:

• Fists: The brawlers most favored choice of weaponry, it may not be strong in the case of most but at the very least it’s capable of getting the job done.

Armors:

• Bear-Print Dress: A white mini-dress with a brown bear print on the front. Show of your cute side in this simple outfit, clearly it has been worn a lot judging by the fact that it’s a bit on the worn side.

Property:

• N/A

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