Name: Imizael
Full Name: Imizael
Pronunciation: IHM - ih - zael
Nickname: None
Race: Reaper
Birthday: March 30th
Age: 337
Gender: Genderless
Class: Keeper
Deity: Tirrus, God of Death
Pets: None
Current Residence: Toran, Realm of the Dead

Height: 5'5"
Build: Thin
Skin Tone: Ghostly Pale
Eyes: Black
Hair Color: White
Hair Length and Style: To High Back and Very Curly
Clothing Style: Plain Gray Robes; for the ball, gray robe with black intricate swirls upon it

Parents: None
Siblings: None
Spouse(s): None
Offspring: None
History: They were created by Tirrus to help maintain the growing number of souls in the realm. They spend most of their days keeping the souls in order and soothing those that become upset or aggressive. They like to listen to the stories of the souls and have become very interested in visitng other places recently, which is why they have attended the ball.

Abilities/Skills: Extreme Speed, Resistant to Illness, Persuasiveness, Calming Magic, Perception
Personality: They are rather chatty for one of their kind and enjoy stories. They have a naturally calming presence on those around them but can enhance that with their abilities. They find the souls of the dead fascinating and wish to visit other worlds and lands. For a reaper, they are extremely curious and adventurous, and they are greatly looking forward to the ball, mainly for observing those of the other worlds.

Non-Bonding Companions for the Ball: None

Meeting Notes (Written by Shard): There was something that caught the eye of - and perhaps the magical imagination - a specific highly unusual guest at the party. They'd hardly even been there a few minutes when they spotted a little nook, tucked into an arch along one wall. Cushioned seating and little shelves indicated that this was a nook that should be visited and enjoyed!

There were many weird remnants of magic here. But what they saw on looking at the shelves was more than just an echo or a memory. Little packets of stacked paper, paired with small dropper-topped bottles? Intriguing. Images on those papers looked similar to many of the motifs here at the Checkerboard Ball - one might certainly expect a chess piece like them!

Well, to commemorate the occasion, the Reaper curiously took up a stack, discovered there was a little pouch under it to keep the rest. Dropper, paper... Oh! And instructions? To put it on image-down, let a drop moisten it... Oh the magic definitely was working. Overtime, perhaps.

They tucked the rest of it back into its pouch, making sure that the bottle wouldn't come open and that the papers wouldn't fold. After applying this little 'temporary tattoo', Imizael wandered out to the party proper, and enjoyed a tremendous evening!

There were so many people, with so much to say. A fair few of them were bleeding out into different dimensions, just standing there sipping coffee at the one kiosk, and one of them - one of the hosts in fact - stared directly at the Reaper with a strange expression, and then shook his head, smiled, and nodded toward the rest of the ballroom.

For several hours, the pale-skinned collector of souls soaked it all in. Tales of adventure from worlds with conflict, and musical distractions from a variety of groups that culminated in a big gaudy show! As the 'midnight' bell rang out, Imizael would certainly remember this party forever!

I will remember it too, a little voice directly addressed the Reaper. It is where you found me! And I'll be with you to always remember!

The dragon's wings fluttered, though it wasn't able to fly yet. There was a magical connection so strong that led right back to the Reaper's arm - where they'd placed the temporary tattoo. "It was you, then!" And that dragon nodded.

"I can help, can't I?" They asked. "You have a hard job, I think I can make it easier."

"I'm sure that anyone in distress will find you quite pleasant, little one."

"I am Lirastash! And you are my friend!"

Imizael has bonded with Lirastash!

Name: Lirastash (LEE rah stash; Turun namesake will inherit in offspring or be modified by partner's naming convention accordingly; Knockoffs otherwise recieve -STASH as a name ending)
Gender: Female
Size: 4' s/l/ws
Build: Bigger than many in their knockoff-clutch
Physical Features: Tattoo mutt, four legs, two wings with feathers and membranes, head has small horns and external ears, pupiled eyes, lots of sparkly floof, paw pads and claw feet, long tail with feathers, orb with magic; requirement of being tattooed (or... temporary tattooed) ^^ Note that as this is a replacement sire other features such as Scaled Skin, Hoofed Feet, Three Horns, Body Baubles, and various powers may inherit if desired, they do not have to appear
Colors: Black Pawn 3, shiny graphite grey body with misty white floof and pawpads; wing feathers and tail grade from oily black at body to silvery primaries; large checkerboard under wingsails; horns and claws light; teal eyes; large and small checkerboard orb and aura
Stats: Strength 5, Speed 3, Endurance 3, Agility 1, Health 3, Intelligence 3
Abilities: 5 telepathy, verbal speech, magic sense; 3 paradise creation; otherwise they use only very modest versions of light breath and divination
Parents: Donor Clutch Sta Turun + Shigan
Bond: Imizael, magical tattoo bond