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xxxx • Name : Surtr
xxxx • Gender : Male
xxxx • Height : 6'05"
xxxx • Weight : 185
xxxx • Reiatsu Color : Golden Orange
xxxx • Appearance : Surtr stands a tall six foot five inches and weighs in at about one hundred and eighty five pounds giving him a tall thin, but athletic stature. Surtr has light blond hair that is thin and straight falling down to about his shoulders and it usually falls wherever it does sometimes obscuring his vision in which case a lazy huff will blow it from his eyes. Surtr has pale skin denoting his country of origin from when he was human. His eyes are a defining feature and they have a fiery gold color that depending on mood can have a smoldering look to them the gold tinge dancing about his iris or a glowing luminescent one. Typically the more excitement the more his fiery eyes will seem to brighten. His frame is long and rather broad that is covered in a thin but defined layer of muscle giving Surtr a very athletic appearance. Surtrs outfit is unconventional for modern times but it is one he refuses to part with. He wears a white button up shirt with black pants and black loafers to match. Surtr wears a button up white shirt with black pants and matching black loafers. He also wears a cloak over top of that that comes down to his mid thigh. The inside of the cloak is crimson with a gold trim and the outside is a light purple with darker purple checkered about it. The collar of the cloak is always popped and at the corner of each cloak is a golden sun that is stitched in place. On Surtrs left pectoral muscle there is what appears to be a tattoo which is actually the seal that was placed on Surtr turning him into a bount. This tattoo is the one marking on Surtrs skin and besides that his body is unharmed no scars or other markings of any kind.
xxxx • Personality : Surtr can best be described as an eccentric man. During his first life he was considered by those around him to be the son of Saga the norse goddess of wisdom due to his innate knowledge. His trials in life have left him with gaps in his memory and with traits that can best be described as child like. While many parts of his intellect remain intact, he suffers from some degree of Monophobia and has difficulty properly looking after himself, such that in he requires Saga to provide him with a basic level of care and supervision. He has a great penchant for culinary arts, and can be found cooking and eating at odd times, for example, both in his lab while performing autopsies, and while naked in his own home. Hibachi seems to be among his most favorite of foods, though he also has a fondness for ice cream, and pastries. In line with his child like demeanor, Surtr has a very playful disposition often avoiding being serious and being quite kind and exuberant around most even during times of combat. During the few moments of serious nature his personality can dramatically shift and contrasts sharply with that of his typical demeanor. When a moment such as this occurs Surtr will quickly become cool, collected, serious, and has a clandestine way about him which gives others the impression that he is untrustworthy.
Outside of these flips in Surtr's personality he is quite lighthearted and often flirty. Very excitable and kind finding the smallest and largest events to be triumphs. One of the most controlling traits of his personality is his curiosity. Surtr is slave to it and often will ignore orders or requests if they do not match up with what he is currently doing. The only way to draw his mind from this is to give him something even more curious, the few people who have realized this have been able to manipulate Surtr to some degree but due to his high intellect he often is aware of what is occurring and will merely play along to see where it ends.
The only other desire strong enough to deter Surtr from his work is his desire to be with others. Surtr suffers from Monophobia and cannot stand being alone. Because of this the moment he became a bount and realized he would gain a doll he immediately poured all his time into mastering the doll so he could have a companion. He could not stand the idea of being alone and knew that within his doll resided his greatest companion. This desire to bridge the gap and escape his fear allowed Surtr to unlock his doll extremely quickly and because of it Surtr rarely seals his doll back. He has over the years adapted his personality so that his doll could be with him all the time in unsealed form and while it does attract hollows and sometimes quincy to him Surtr takes the consequence open armed feeling it is better to face those enemies than to be alone. In Surtrs eyes his doll is single greatest accomplishment and due to it Surtr's mood greatly improved.
xxxx • Biography :
“For out of the ground we were taken for the dust that we are.......and to the dust we shall return." These are the words of my people and the words that ushered in my existence. I was born on Iceland in 477 AD, over 400 years before it was supposedly colonized. My people were of danish tribes and developed seafaring techniques that were unparalleled at the time. They began their exploration and managed to settle on an incredulously fertile land. They dubbed it Iceland to hide it from others hoping the name would drive away most explorers intending to stop by. The day I was born was the largest volcanic eruption in the history of my people. I came into this world when everyone around me believed Ragnarok was upon us. I was found at the footsteps of the volcano on the outskirts of the village wailing and screaming as the volcano erupted. The chieftain of the village scooped me up as he ran figuring I was a child left behind. The whole village ran to the shore believe the end was upon us and the Chieftain instinctively rocked me back and forth and calmed me. As I stopped crying the volcano subsided and when I was calm so was the volcano. This coupled with my fiery eyes led people to believe that I could both stop and start the end depending on my mood. Due to this I was given the name Surtr by the chieftain being and people began to think I was a jotunn one who would usher in the end of the world.
From since I could remember I have always been curious, I saw things in a different way than those around me. I was able to fix problems even as a child that seemed to stump all others in my village. Because of this and my mothers being unknown identity people thought my mother was really Saga the norse goddess of knowledge and that she had been raped by a jotunn to produce me as her offspring. I was taken in by the village chieftain who told those in the village that so long as I was loved I would not bring on Ragnarok. It is because of this that I lived a very sheltered life. The chieftain’s first born was charged with accompanying me and our close proximity in age made him an ideal companion. We became very close friends and seemed to do everything together. He was a thick man and even as a boy possessed exceptional strength. I on the other hand had a long and thin frame seeming to tower over those my age but never particularly strong. Due to this fact I often relied on the chieftains son to aid my in my problem solving as it often required a level of strength I did not possess.
By the age of eight I had improved many aspects of our tribes life, agriculture, fishing, navigation and even a rudimentary form of plumbing. The more I aided my people the more I became accepted. Some were still wary of me and I could often hear our words spoken when I would enter or leave others presence, those people believing that I would be their end. The chieftain was a very kind man though and beyond seeing the usefulness in my presence seemed to naturally enjoy my curious nature. He adopted me as his own and by the age of ten I became the second in line to rule this small but flourishing village.
By the age of thirteen I had began to devote some of my time to combat. Some of the people did not even bother to practice anymore saying that they believed we were too far from anyone else to suffer any sort of attack but the chieftain was a cautious man and believed we could never be too careful. So his son and myself began to train every day. I did not seem to possess any skill with a sword so I began to take up the bow and found a great liking to it. I could see the discipline and skill it required to hit targets while moving and with my long frame I could easily wield the largest size of bow allowing for maximum range. I began to excel in this discipline, becoming a deadly force as my focus seemed to be heightened compared to those around me and I could see where people were going before they were there allowing me to hit shots on faster moving targets and allowing me to become a proficient hunter. Outside of combat practice I would often watch over my people aiding them however I could. It seemed that with each triumph I had it gained me some friends and some enemies. Some villagers wondered how I could see the way I did and solve problems so simply, which only caused them to fear me more. I continued to hear those words "For out of the ground we were taken for the dust that we are...and to the dust we shall return." but as I grew I came to see them in a different light as I had everything else. To me the words spoke of the fleeting life we seemed to have here and how each moment should be treasured. This idea was only strengthened when the chieftain and the only man I considered a father died when I was sixteen. He had been injured while hunting and while I was able to keep him from dying that day I could not keep him from dying within the week. When he passed and the chieftain’s son became leader; with it he created a new title for me. I was his advisor and second in command. The chieftain’s son was always my closest friend and I was happy to take the seat to his right and aid him however I could.
Our time of prosperity continued and I was given free range to improve things as I saw fit. I developed a rotation system of our crops which led to more food than we had ever had. Improvements to the boats and their sails allowed us to go out farther to sea safely and return with larger and stranger fish the likes of which we only imagined were real. This time continued for seven years until that fateful day.
I was awoken to the sound of a horn, I jolted from bed and immediately got dressed before running outside. Just in view from the dawn light was a ship but not one of my peoples. We hastily came to arms and stood silent at our dock watching the ship approach. The new chieftain told our people of who it could be saying we left a greater population in order to come here and that we may be joined by those who were once a part of us. We were wary though, once they reached the shore the chieftain called out to them hoping to gain a response. All we heard was a woosh and thud as suddenly a warrior to our left collapsed a shaft jutting from his left breast. They raised their shields and I my bow as battle ensued. The men charging were fierce and broke through our shield wall, I let arrow after arrow fly each striking its intended target my abnormal height giving me an unparalleled view of my targets. The shores seemed to be spitting blood now as bodies littered is grasp and a few began to be pulled out by its embrace.
The chieftain looked to me as our forces were smashed and smiled softly whispering our words one last time before charging down into the fray. I began to frantically fire arrow after arrow watching the angles he could not, I reached behind my shoulder and grasped nothing. I looked behind to see my quiver was empty and that was when I heard it. A cry out in pain that sent a shiver all the way up my spine. I looked down to see the man I cared for most run through by a sword. My brother fell to the ground his gaze turned to me as he fell his eyes conveying sadness for his people as he could see the carnage in his final moments. I became enraged beyond all recognition. I let out a cry of anger and as I did the ground suddenly shook, the great volcano we had taken refuge by erupted a plume of smoke erupted out and with it spat out rocks of fire and ash. One came crashing down into the invaders boat destroying it before the invading force could retreat.
The battle had ceased as panic took over people were running for cover but it did not matter. The heat already coming from the mouth of the volcano told me enough and soon a golden liquid began to spew forth its slow path coming right for us. I walked through the bloody scene not able to hear the screams of my people or of the savages who had done this. I came to a stop at the body of my chieftain and knelt down scooping up his massive frame and looking over him now. All around us it rained a grey dust and he looked up to me one last time and simply smiled before fading off. Tears ran down my eyes as it became hard to breathe and I felt a warmth coming to embrace and comfort me a warmth unlike any I had ever felt. I knelt there holding my brother as fire came to consume us all. As it was coming suddenly a flash erupted out in my vision and everything went dark as I gazed up at the sky I saw things flying down and taking something from them. Was it Oden coming to take those to Valhalla? As I gazed up at the sky my vision going black a figure rose over me and picked me up. I whispered to word Oden and feebly pointed towards my fallen brother wishing him to be taken and not me.
I awoke a few days later on some foreign land the blurring of my vision slowly coming into focus as I was in a dark room with a few other people all speaking a strange language. They spoke to me in this odd tongue and knew I could not comprehend what they had said. They would feed me three times a day and as far as I knew I was their prisoner and only remaining member of my tribe. They were abnormally kind to me and within a few weeks of observing them I managed to pick up a good bit of their language.
One day they were sitting there laughing and talking making jokes of me and my people when I muttered under my breath about how ignorant they were. Their leader looked up hearing more words and ran over to me as I was expecting to be struck for my outburst when instead he knelt down and whispered “again” I repeated what I said and the leader laughed in joy asking me what else I knew of his language and how I knew it. I told him I listened and he laughed even harder patting me on the shoulder and telling me of how fantastic it was.
He then undid the shackles and told me I was to join them if I wanted. He began to tell me of his race and how special they were. He went on to say he was not with the invading force but came to watch and see if anyone would “earn” the right to join him or her. I was intrigued by their answer and as I continued to listen I realized how alone I had become. All I had known was taken from me and this struck great fear into me. As I came to this realization I knew that joining them would allow me to escape this loneliness and to become part of a family again. So I accepted. While in their company I found a simply card while traveling with them. It seemed worthless to them but I had never seen something of such craftsmanship so I took it. As I did the object became my only possession and as such became quite valuable to me. After a few weeks they told me I was ready and prepared a ritual.
Rebirth:
A ritual was performed and with it what I had assumed was a crow of Oden once again appeared and the term “bitto” was used, they asked where I would be stung for the transformation to take place and I told them where my heart was and so the object stung me there and when it pulled a seal was placed on the mark and I realized how it reflected who I was.
Everything went black and cold I fell and the world seemed to go black…
I awoke a few days later and was reborn into what I had been told was a Bount. These Bount apparently live off of the energy force of others. While this part was hidden from me I knew I could not go back. The man who turned me and took me from my home turned out to be the leader of all Bounts a king among a seemingly dying race. All hunted Bounts and as I began to learn of the many races in this after life I soon learned that Bounts were but a dwindling presence in the brave new world I was thrust into. As time went on I became to get interested in this race. The people around me all had something in common that I lacked. They had someone with them, each of the people seemed to have someone that was their companion or slave or some degree of a relationship and I lacked this. For some reason I did not have this. I went to the man who turned me and asked why I did not have a companion and he told me I would unlock it with time and I could begin any time I wish. Seeing this opportunity I immediately began training by myself and was told that a very significant object would become a base for this new form. I knew the other object I had of any significance was the card I found.
I pulled it out and began to focus sitting with it and after a few weeks of doing this I finally managed to unlock Saga. I pulled the card apart and then suddenly a small orb of fire appeared in my hands with eyes and a mouth. I was not startled but curious. The orb of fire watched him curious and my mentor watched in the shadows seeing if his pupil would be destroyed as so many Bounts were. The little flame watched curiously and I looked at it just as curiously. I asked what its name was and it looked at me surprised by the question. It told me its name was Saga and that normally an owner would seal its doll back once it was released. I laughed at this and told Saga that I would not seal a part of that she and myself would be out whenever I am.
Due to this Saga received some ridicule for being out all the time but I did not care. It also attracted attention and hollows often attacked us but we were able to repel them each time and due to this our power grew at an amazing rate. Within the end of the millennium I was second in command and my power had increased beyond I could imagine.
As I reached this level of power it was not long before suddenly tons of people found out who we were and we were hunted. They came with force, hollows, Quincy, shinigami, and more all hunted us for what we were. I suddenly found myself defending Saga and my master and the other Bounts. Time flew by and centuries turned into millenniums and the attacks continued. Eventually my master fell in combat and gave me the role of leader. As time went on my race continued to dwindle until I was the only remaining one and now finally I have managed to hide for long enough so that my race has been lost in mystery and I am now ready to return and bring my race back from the brink of existence.
From since I could remember I have always been curious, I saw things in a different way than those around me. I was able to fix problems even as a child that seemed to stump all others in my village. Because of this and my mothers being unknown identity people thought my mother was really Saga the norse goddess of knowledge and that she had been raped by a jotunn to produce me as her offspring. I was taken in by the village chieftain who told those in the village that so long as I was loved I would not bring on Ragnarok. It is because of this that I lived a very sheltered life. The chieftain’s first born was charged with accompanying me and our close proximity in age made him an ideal companion. We became very close friends and seemed to do everything together. He was a thick man and even as a boy possessed exceptional strength. I on the other hand had a long and thin frame seeming to tower over those my age but never particularly strong. Due to this fact I often relied on the chieftains son to aid my in my problem solving as it often required a level of strength I did not possess.
By the age of eight I had improved many aspects of our tribes life, agriculture, fishing, navigation and even a rudimentary form of plumbing. The more I aided my people the more I became accepted. Some were still wary of me and I could often hear our words spoken when I would enter or leave others presence, those people believing that I would be their end. The chieftain was a very kind man though and beyond seeing the usefulness in my presence seemed to naturally enjoy my curious nature. He adopted me as his own and by the age of ten I became the second in line to rule this small but flourishing village.
By the age of thirteen I had began to devote some of my time to combat. Some of the people did not even bother to practice anymore saying that they believed we were too far from anyone else to suffer any sort of attack but the chieftain was a cautious man and believed we could never be too careful. So his son and myself began to train every day. I did not seem to possess any skill with a sword so I began to take up the bow and found a great liking to it. I could see the discipline and skill it required to hit targets while moving and with my long frame I could easily wield the largest size of bow allowing for maximum range. I began to excel in this discipline, becoming a deadly force as my focus seemed to be heightened compared to those around me and I could see where people were going before they were there allowing me to hit shots on faster moving targets and allowing me to become a proficient hunter. Outside of combat practice I would often watch over my people aiding them however I could. It seemed that with each triumph I had it gained me some friends and some enemies. Some villagers wondered how I could see the way I did and solve problems so simply, which only caused them to fear me more. I continued to hear those words "For out of the ground we were taken for the dust that we are...and to the dust we shall return." but as I grew I came to see them in a different light as I had everything else. To me the words spoke of the fleeting life we seemed to have here and how each moment should be treasured. This idea was only strengthened when the chieftain and the only man I considered a father died when I was sixteen. He had been injured while hunting and while I was able to keep him from dying that day I could not keep him from dying within the week. When he passed and the chieftain’s son became leader; with it he created a new title for me. I was his advisor and second in command. The chieftain’s son was always my closest friend and I was happy to take the seat to his right and aid him however I could.
Our time of prosperity continued and I was given free range to improve things as I saw fit. I developed a rotation system of our crops which led to more food than we had ever had. Improvements to the boats and their sails allowed us to go out farther to sea safely and return with larger and stranger fish the likes of which we only imagined were real. This time continued for seven years until that fateful day.
I was awoken to the sound of a horn, I jolted from bed and immediately got dressed before running outside. Just in view from the dawn light was a ship but not one of my peoples. We hastily came to arms and stood silent at our dock watching the ship approach. The new chieftain told our people of who it could be saying we left a greater population in order to come here and that we may be joined by those who were once a part of us. We were wary though, once they reached the shore the chieftain called out to them hoping to gain a response. All we heard was a woosh and thud as suddenly a warrior to our left collapsed a shaft jutting from his left breast. They raised their shields and I my bow as battle ensued. The men charging were fierce and broke through our shield wall, I let arrow after arrow fly each striking its intended target my abnormal height giving me an unparalleled view of my targets. The shores seemed to be spitting blood now as bodies littered is grasp and a few began to be pulled out by its embrace.
The chieftain looked to me as our forces were smashed and smiled softly whispering our words one last time before charging down into the fray. I began to frantically fire arrow after arrow watching the angles he could not, I reached behind my shoulder and grasped nothing. I looked behind to see my quiver was empty and that was when I heard it. A cry out in pain that sent a shiver all the way up my spine. I looked down to see the man I cared for most run through by a sword. My brother fell to the ground his gaze turned to me as he fell his eyes conveying sadness for his people as he could see the carnage in his final moments. I became enraged beyond all recognition. I let out a cry of anger and as I did the ground suddenly shook, the great volcano we had taken refuge by erupted a plume of smoke erupted out and with it spat out rocks of fire and ash. One came crashing down into the invaders boat destroying it before the invading force could retreat.
The battle had ceased as panic took over people were running for cover but it did not matter. The heat already coming from the mouth of the volcano told me enough and soon a golden liquid began to spew forth its slow path coming right for us. I walked through the bloody scene not able to hear the screams of my people or of the savages who had done this. I came to a stop at the body of my chieftain and knelt down scooping up his massive frame and looking over him now. All around us it rained a grey dust and he looked up to me one last time and simply smiled before fading off. Tears ran down my eyes as it became hard to breathe and I felt a warmth coming to embrace and comfort me a warmth unlike any I had ever felt. I knelt there holding my brother as fire came to consume us all. As it was coming suddenly a flash erupted out in my vision and everything went dark as I gazed up at the sky I saw things flying down and taking something from them. Was it Oden coming to take those to Valhalla? As I gazed up at the sky my vision going black a figure rose over me and picked me up. I whispered to word Oden and feebly pointed towards my fallen brother wishing him to be taken and not me.
I awoke a few days later on some foreign land the blurring of my vision slowly coming into focus as I was in a dark room with a few other people all speaking a strange language. They spoke to me in this odd tongue and knew I could not comprehend what they had said. They would feed me three times a day and as far as I knew I was their prisoner and only remaining member of my tribe. They were abnormally kind to me and within a few weeks of observing them I managed to pick up a good bit of their language.
One day they were sitting there laughing and talking making jokes of me and my people when I muttered under my breath about how ignorant they were. Their leader looked up hearing more words and ran over to me as I was expecting to be struck for my outburst when instead he knelt down and whispered “again” I repeated what I said and the leader laughed in joy asking me what else I knew of his language and how I knew it. I told him I listened and he laughed even harder patting me on the shoulder and telling me of how fantastic it was.
He then undid the shackles and told me I was to join them if I wanted. He began to tell me of his race and how special they were. He went on to say he was not with the invading force but came to watch and see if anyone would “earn” the right to join him or her. I was intrigued by their answer and as I continued to listen I realized how alone I had become. All I had known was taken from me and this struck great fear into me. As I came to this realization I knew that joining them would allow me to escape this loneliness and to become part of a family again. So I accepted. While in their company I found a simply card while traveling with them. It seemed worthless to them but I had never seen something of such craftsmanship so I took it. As I did the object became my only possession and as such became quite valuable to me. After a few weeks they told me I was ready and prepared a ritual.
Rebirth:
A ritual was performed and with it what I had assumed was a crow of Oden once again appeared and the term “bitto” was used, they asked where I would be stung for the transformation to take place and I told them where my heart was and so the object stung me there and when it pulled a seal was placed on the mark and I realized how it reflected who I was.
Everything went black and cold I fell and the world seemed to go black…
I awoke a few days later and was reborn into what I had been told was a Bount. These Bount apparently live off of the energy force of others. While this part was hidden from me I knew I could not go back. The man who turned me and took me from my home turned out to be the leader of all Bounts a king among a seemingly dying race. All hunted Bounts and as I began to learn of the many races in this after life I soon learned that Bounts were but a dwindling presence in the brave new world I was thrust into. As time went on I became to get interested in this race. The people around me all had something in common that I lacked. They had someone with them, each of the people seemed to have someone that was their companion or slave or some degree of a relationship and I lacked this. For some reason I did not have this. I went to the man who turned me and asked why I did not have a companion and he told me I would unlock it with time and I could begin any time I wish. Seeing this opportunity I immediately began training by myself and was told that a very significant object would become a base for this new form. I knew the other object I had of any significance was the card I found.
I pulled it out and began to focus sitting with it and after a few weeks of doing this I finally managed to unlock Saga. I pulled the card apart and then suddenly a small orb of fire appeared in my hands with eyes and a mouth. I was not startled but curious. The orb of fire watched him curious and my mentor watched in the shadows seeing if his pupil would be destroyed as so many Bounts were. The little flame watched curiously and I looked at it just as curiously. I asked what its name was and it looked at me surprised by the question. It told me its name was Saga and that normally an owner would seal its doll back once it was released. I laughed at this and told Saga that I would not seal a part of that she and myself would be out whenever I am.
Due to this Saga received some ridicule for being out all the time but I did not care. It also attracted attention and hollows often attacked us but we were able to repel them each time and due to this our power grew at an amazing rate. Within the end of the millennium I was second in command and my power had increased beyond I could imagine.
As I reached this level of power it was not long before suddenly tons of people found out who we were and we were hunted. They came with force, hollows, Quincy, shinigami, and more all hunted us for what we were. I suddenly found myself defending Saga and my master and the other Bounts. Time flew by and centuries turned into millenniums and the attacks continued. Eventually my master fell in combat and gave me the role of leader. As time went on my race continued to dwindle until I was the only remaining one and now finally I have managed to hide for long enough so that my race has been lost in mystery and I am now ready to return and bring my race back from the brink of existence.
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xxxx • Likes :
xxxx • Women
xxxx • Delicious Food
xxxx • Learning
xxxx • Sparring so long as it gains knowledge
xxxx • Puzzles/Challenges
xxxx • Dislikes :
xxxx •Boring people
xxxx • Not learning things
xxxx • The tips of Broccoli
xxxx • Ignorant people/People who are close minded
xxxx • Assumptions
xxxx • Relationships :
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xxxx • Rank : Patrinus
xxxx • Rank Powers : Vast
Arma- 3 Layers and Layers take 4 posts to reform
Mobilitas
Țetra Sigillus- Fourfold Seals
Ẳir Enim Ambulant - Air walk
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xxxx • Doll Name : Saga
xxxx • Doll Appearance : Saga takes on a very small form and when Surtr had first achieved the release of his doll he was made fun of by other bounts his rank for its small appearance. Saga takes on the form of a small orb of fire that is able to be held in the palm of Surtrs hand. The orb of fire has two eyes and a mouth and can communicate by speaking or to Surtr through telepathy. The tinge of fire can change colors based on Sagas mood and Saga can grow in size by this is uncommon and typically only happens when Saga is very angry.
xxxx • Doll Personality : Saga is the name of the Norse goddess of Wisdom and Surtr believes Saga chose this as her name because she is very wise like the goddess and often takes on a sort of motherly role to Surtr as his villagers believe his real mother was when he was human. Saga is rather quiet preferring to observe and learn and will often only speak to Surtr unless she feels something needs to be said. Due to Surtr's childlike disposition Saga can appear rather nagging to Surtr but in reality it is council that Saga provides and Surtr always heeds the words spoken by Saga even if at times it seems as though he is paying her no mind. Saga genuinely loves Surtr and their bond is quite visible between the two as Surtr rarely ever seals Saga and is almost always holding Saga even in combat. Saga devotes all her time to Surtr and will do whatever is best for him having been won of by Surtrs devotion to her and his endless hours first obtaining his doll and then releasing to ensure them. This sort of effort was what kept Saga from killing Surtr when she was first released. Saga is an equal to Surtr and it is because of this that an extremely deep bond was forged one that Surtr treasures above all others and it is a relationship he has that is unlike any other.
xxxx • Signati Form : The sealed form of Saga is a card that is a little larger than a standard playing card and very weathered. On the back is the same seal that is on Surtrs chest and the face of the card contains a picture Saga with an S that is on fire in each of the four corners.
xxxx • Signati Meaning : Surtr found this card upon being accepted by the bounts and it was the only item he possessed. He carried it with him always not really knowing why he liked the card so much. When it came time to choose a doll Surtr was told to pick something close to him and because of his village being destroyed the card was the only object he could think that had any meaning to him. It was because of this that the card was chosen.
xxxx • Seal Location : Surtrs seal is located on his left pectoral muscle and the seal is on the back of the card of Saga's sealed form.
xxxx • Seal Shape : seal
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xxxx • Instant Effect : Tendrils of flame that burst out capable of burning nearby foes.
xxxx • Phrase to fuse with the Doll :
xxxx • Doll’s Form : Surtr will pull out the card place it in a hand and then clap his hands together. He will then pull hard trying to separate his hands and as he does tendrils of flame will spew out and when the separation occurs Saga will be in form in the bottom hand sitting as the flaming orb with two eyes and a mouth.
xxxx • Passive Ability : Saga grants Surtr the ability to use her as a medium to create fire and manipulate fire. Surtr must use Saga as the source, basically pulling fire from her but once it comes from her Surtr can manipulate it freely to his extent. Saga also has the ability to manipulate fire pulling it and spewing it from her own form. The fire from Saga burns at 2400 degrees fahrenheit.
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xxxx • Kiss of the Flame: Surtr will hold Saga up to his lips and gently breathe into her. When he does a soft flame will emanate out in a short distance and engulf the intended target. This move is able to heal/cauterize most wounds. This is limited to lacerations (internal and external) and cannot fixed broken bones. This technique also cannot be used on Surtr himself and it cannot heal lethal wounds completely. (Only for healing does not cause any damage)
xxxx • Lingering Flame: Surtr will run his fingers through the orb of flame and then close his fists, when he does he manifests and stores the fire in his hand mixing it with his own energy. Then when he wishes he will punch at a target and doing so will ignite the flame and create a short range explosion that deals both significant burn and concussive damage. This technique can be quite deadly if hits the intended target. This technique is quite versatile and can be used both offensively and defensively but is extremely limited in range. This technique generates roughly 40000 newtons of force (two meters or less)
xxxx • Touch of the Sun: This is one of the most impressive of Surtr's abilities and one that Surtr will often use. Surtr will pour his energy into Saga and by doing so will cause her to give off heat. This source of heat becomes so powerful that Saga is able to raise the ambient temperature within a twenty meter radius of herself. At this stage Surtr is limited to reaching 110 degrees Fahrenheit. Surtr can hold this technique once it is activated which can making fighting him extremely grueling for longer battles. The downside of this technique is when it is in use Surtr cannot cast Țetra Sigillus due to being too focused.
xxxx • Step of Fire: Surtr clutch Saga with both hands and squeezes it until it appears to be crushed, when Saga crushes fire will erupt out and engulf Surtr obscuring him from view for a moment before he disappears. Surtr will then be able to step out of any source of fire within a reasonable distance (100 meters) and grasp at the flame pulling out Saga. This transportation technique is rather fast though not instantaneous and it can only be used if there is some source of fire within the specified range. Surtr is only able to exit from Sagas fire not other fire.
xxxx • Feet of Fire: Surtr will take some fire from Saga and place it just below its feet he will then burst fire from the small orbs placed to give him a significant burst of speed. Surtr can keep this up so long as he is holding Saga and can use this to burst along the ground or even fly at a higher speed than dashing making it difficult for most people to keep up with him without using a shunpo. This allows Surtr to travel up to 300 mph
xxxx • Saga's Wrath: Surtr will take Saga and open his mouth and "Eat her" during this process he will not have access to making anymore fire meaning that if he wished to manipulate any fire he must use some of Sagas fire previously used. After a couple minutes of focus (2 posts) Surtr will take in a deep breathe and exhale as he does an incredulously hot and large amount of fire will erupt out giving Surtr to ability to breathe a massive amount of flame far hotter than the previous. Surtr can keep this up for a good amount of time and after finishing the technique he will spit out Saga and be unable ot manipulate her fire for a two post cool down.
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Bount that reach this stage of power have two options. They and their call can choose to fuse together to make a completely new being, or they can select two new techniques, and buff their previous ones. Either way, the Bount and Doll have access to each of their previous talents, plus their new ones. However, if a merging eventually happens due to an emergency, they will lose the ability to be separate entities in Resignarunt. Also keep in mind, this is progressive. Resignarunt form allows you to use all of Signati abilities.
xxxx • New Character Appearance : Ragnarok
Ragnarok will have been ushered in and will be covered in black feathers and have grown wings. His hair will have gone from a light blond to pitch black matching the feathers on the rest of his body. His eyes have changed from a fiery gold to a haunting purple they have lost their pupils and instead now just contain the iris and sclera making his appearance even more unsettling. His chest is free of feathers revealing a thin but very defined chest and abdomen but his arms and from the waist down are covered. His hands covered in feathers and his nails have grown into claws each one about four inches long and pitch black. They are quite sharp and capable of shredding foes in half. He can retract these claws at will allowing him to still obtain dexterity. His legs and feet are also covered and his feet have grown into what looks like demonic claws also capable of easily shredding flesh. His wingspan is a bit larger than six meters and allows him to easily fly and move at high speeds.
xxxx • Complete Unity Fusion Phrase : "Saga, I give you my heart...."
xxxx • New Character Name : Ragnarok
xxxx • New Character Personality : When Saga and Surtr become one their personalities meld together. Surtrs playfulness is merged with Sagas calculating personality and the two seem to meld relatively well. Ragnarok is a good mixture of the two, taking the intellect and slyness from Saga and melding it with the playful yet potentially clandestine personality or Surtr. The outcome is something extremely dangerous. Each move is calculated and playfulness leaks in enough to throw off just how planned everything is, giving Ragnaroks attacks a random feel so that he is even more deadly. When this stage is reached Ragnarok becomes a fearful being that is able to adapt his disposition to suit whatever goal is intended. The intelligence of Ragnarok is what influences what personality becomes. The core of what Surtr was is still there but unfortunately due to possessing such a high intellect now it is difficult for that playful personality to shine through and instead it can only come through in flashes or if the opponent is playful. This form gives Surtr the focus and desire necessary to push him over the edge and make him a deadly warrior. Surtr can push his personality to the for front but he knows that when this form is active it is at a very desperate time and the situation calls for Surtr to be lethal so he trusts saga and allows her to do most of the work.
xxxx • Instant Effect : A whirlwind of fire 10 meters in diameter and two stories high.
xxxx • Passive Ability : Fire Manipulation and Manifestation, Now in their combined form Ragnarok is about to both manifest and manipulate fire at will. Hand gestures aren't necessary in order to do this but they do affect the speed and amount of fire that can be manipulated. The fire Ragnarok wields is a purple color being extremely hot and matching the haunting purple color of his eyes. Surtr can now also manipulate lava. Though he can only manifest by either spitting it out of his mouth or pulling it from the ground.
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xxxx • Destruction - Ragnarok will build up considerable energy and slam his fist into the ground upon doing so geysers of lava will erupt out spewing forth lava potentially causing terrible burns and giving Ragnarok a good amount of lava to manipulate. The maximum amount of geysers per use is four and they will continue to ooze lava after the initial use for three posts after use. Each geyser will typically be about two meters in diameter and it will spew lava about five meters into the air before falling back down. The tell for this technique is the ground shaking afterwards and geysers will only appear within a fifteen meter radius of Ragnarok so it is not by any means a long range move.
xxxx • Rebirth - If the battle is taking a terrible turn and defeat looks imminent Ragnarok will use his final technique. In order to perform this technique Ash fly into the sky and as he does his body will begin to ignite and he will turn into a raging ball of fire. One he gains ample height he will begin to dive bomb now completely engulfed in flames. When he crashed into the ground a huge explosion will erupt out and ash will fly in every direction for roughly 100 meters. This ash is charged with Surtr and Saga's energy making the ash very toxic and anyone exposed to it for more than a few moments will cause extreme disorientation and prolonged exposure(2 posts) will cause anyone exposed to pass out. After about twenty minutes (5 posts) Surtr will rise out from the pile of ashes in his normal form with Saga in its sealed state. He will be unable to release Saga for a minimum of 4 posts after using this technique making it a great technique to escape combat and potentially incapacitate or kill his intended target. This technique does not discriminate and will hurt friend or foe.
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xxxx• Surtrs jacket which he is always wearing
xxxx• A pendant which was given to him as a gift, and a ring as well along with some earrings to match
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