STORM STRAIN STUDENTS

Tiefling | 16 | He/Him

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“Scared of a little STORM?!”

Roen is loud, kinetic, and completely unfiltered — a walking storm of impulse and swagger. He speaks like thunder, barging into conversations and situations alike without hesitation or apology.

 

Rash and quick to act, he thrives on momentum, often leaping into spells, duels, or arguments before thinking them through.

 

He rarely asks for permission, assuming the world will either catch up or get out of his way. Full of himself and burning with restless energy, Roen leaves a trail of noise, scorched edges, and the undeniable thrill of someone who lives entirely in the now.

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Once rode a classroom whirlwind out a third-story window.

He swears it was an accident.

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Designation: Strain-Ρ-14-CE
Strain Name: Cyclothread Echo Strain
Magic: Channels storm-force wind through spiral motion, launching gusts that echo emotional surges.

Griff Beast-Folk | 17 | She/Her

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“I hear them... Every night... I hear them...”

Sylentha is soft-spoken and eerily composed, with a presence that feels less like a person and more like a quiet fog drifting through forgotten corridors.

 

She speaks rarely, and when she does, her words seem to echo — slow, deliberate, and impossible to ignore. There’s something unsettling in her stillness, a patience that stretches beyond what feels natural, as if she’s waiting for something only she can see.

 

Classmates often feel watched around her, though they’re never sure from where. Sylentha doesn’t threaten. She simply lingers.

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She claims her journal writes back to her.

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Nobody has seen this happen before.

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Designation: Strain-Ρ-19-MD
Strain Name: Mistwound Drift Pattern
Magic: Summons ambient mist that carries whispers from distant locations. Must be emotionally tuned to hear them.​

Demonoid (Oni) | 16 | He/They

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“Poppcock. You are quite. . . the imbecile.”

Garnel is sarcastic, strategic, and carries himself with the faint, constant smugness of someone who’s almost always right — and knows it.

 

He speaks in dry remarks and carefully timed observations, rarely raising his voice but always getting the last word.

 

Sharp-eyed and sharper-tongued, Garnel seems to sense tension before it arrives, predicting drama and conflict like a weathervane made of wit. He’s the classic rich, clever type — polished, calculating, and just infuriating enough to make you want to prove him wrong… only to realize he already accounted for that, too.
 

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Once bet the entire cafeteria it would rain in 37 seconds. He won. Twice.

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Designation: Strain-Ρ-22-TB
Strain Name: Tempestrend Barrier Line
Magic: Bends atmospheric pressure into invisible walls. Functions like wind-based shields and corridors.

Kalashtar | 15 | She/They

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“Then why... WHY do I feel this... This saddness.”

Thyria Vexnare moves with a quiet grace, every step deliberate and rhythmic, like a lullaby only she can hear. There’s a softness to her presence — pale, delicate, and distant — as if she’s always mourning something just out of reach.

 

She rarely speaks above a whisper, and when she smiles, it feels borrowed from someone else. Even in calm moments, her eyes carry the weight of a storm already passed.

 

She weeps when thunder ends, not from fear, but from the silence that follows. No one’s quite sure what she’s lost, only that she’s still holding space for it.

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Her shoes leave puddles on dry floors.

Prefers stormy nights to warm beds.

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Designation: Strain-Ρ-17-RP
Strain Name: Rainwoven Pulseform
Magic: Synchronizes heartbeats with rainfall to cast rhythmic pulse magic.

Son of the Fifth God | 17 | He/Him​

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“Cute little mortals. Cute little sheep."

Brannic Drothel is studious, twitchy, and obsessively precise — the kind of person who counts the seconds between thunder and lightning out of pure habit.

 

Known across the academy for his encyclopedic knowledge, he’s both respected and quietly dreaded.

 

Not because he’s arrogant — he isn’t — but because he always knows something, and he’s always ready to correct you. Arguments with Brannic are less like debates and more like slow, meticulous unravelings of your logic, delivered with the kind of calm confidence that makes you want to scream. He doesn’t mean to be infuriating — but he definitely is.

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Built a tiny storm maze for mice.

 

They're still figuring it out...

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Designation: Strain-Ρ-21-BV
Strain Name: Boltward Vortex Thread
Magic: Redirects small lightning and storm cloud arcs through rotating runes. Mostly defensive but can store energy.

Gremlin | 13 | She/Her​

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“You only live once... MIGHT AS WELL EXPLODE SOMETHING!"

Helra Nyzmare is fiery, expressive, and impossible to miss — a living tempest who sings louder than the storm and laughs in the face of lightning.

 

She dances through hail like it’s a festival and treats destruction as part of the rhythm. Chaotic by nature and driven by pure instinct, Helra is both exhilarating and terrifying to be around.

 

Her magic, wild and barely controlled, seems to feed off her emotions, flaring brightest when she's most unhinged. She’s not reckless — she’s willing, and that makes her dangerous. Helra doesn’t just survive the storm — she is the storm.

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Her war-cry has shattered four windows.

Some say it harmonized with the clouds.

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Designation: Strain-Ρ-16-ZC
Strain Name: Zephyrshard Chorus Vein
Magic: Projects her voice into skywaves, amplifying spells through song and scream. Mostly scream...

Hexblood | 17 | He/Him​

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“Better to stay out of trouble. Reputation is key."

Jalen is driven and eloquent, with a mind that loops and curls like spellwork etched into metal.

 

He speaks in careful, circuit-like phrases — polished, patterned, and always building toward something larger.

 

There's a quiet intensity to him, a need to complete things, to follow every thought to its end no matter how complex. He finds peace in repetition, in rhythm, in the familiar hum of processes unfolding just as they should. To some, he seems distant — lost in his own spirals — but to Jalen, clarity lives in the pattern.

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Has weather-trapped a memory in a whirlwind. It's still spinning outside the observatory.

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Designation: Strain-Ρ-25-SE
Strain Name: Stormbrand Encircle Strain
Magic: Draws runes in the air using spinning gusts, trapping spells in moving loops.

Eladrin | 16 | She/Her​

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“Hey! If you're going to hang your head so low, you'll miss the double rainbow!"

Vreska is artistic, distracted, and overflowing with quiet passion, that drifts in softly and stays.

 

Her thoughts wander like windblown petals, and conversations with her often take scenic routes through strange metaphors and sky-watching tangents.

 

She believes every cloud deserves a name, every shadow a story. Vreska thrives in the cold, where her mind feels sharp and alive, but wilts in the heat, becoming drowsy, slow, and unapologetically lazy. Though often lost in her own world, when her attention lands, it lands fully — and what she sees, she sees beautifully.

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Her notebook is filled with drawings of “sky creatures” she claims are real. 

None other has seen them before.

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Designation: Strain-Ρ-20-CR
Strain Name: Cloudweld Refraction Strain
Magic: Condenses visible cloud shapes into barriers and weapons. Known for sculpting storm figures..

Dragonborn | 17 | They/Them​

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“Everyone is always... so loud."

Taelen Umbroque is quiet, thoughtful, and strangely calming to be around. They rarely speak unless their words serve a purpose, and when they do, they carry a quiet clarity that draws attention.

 

There is a sense of distance to them, not out of coldness, but intention, as if they are always slightly elsewhere, weighing things no one else notices.

 

They don’t rush, don’t interrupt, and never compete to be heard. Instead, they observe with steady patience, letting others fill the space while they listen. Their presence has a way of settling tension, grounding those around them without needing to say much at all.

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Their storm journal is said to cry when a storm occurs outside the walls.

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Designation: Strain-Ρ-27-TI
Strain Name: Thunderskein Introspect Line
Magic: Binds thought to atmosphere, conjuring fog-laced projections of memory.

Goliath | 16 | She/They​

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“Dear, let me do the heavy lifting. Mkay?"

Mairen is calm under pressure, reacting to danger before the thunder ever reaches the ears. She carries herself with grace and composure, known for her elegant presence and soft-spoken charm.

 

Many mistake her for delicate, but beneath that poised exterior lies immense strength, both magical and physical. It is said she once lifted the weight of a house without so much as adjusting her posture.

 

Confident and self-assured, Mairen never needs to raise her voice. Her presence alone speaks volumes.

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Predicted a freak hailstorm in perfect haiku.

It struck on the third line.

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Designation: Strain-Ρ-31-GR
Strain Name: Galedrop Responder Strain
Magic: Senses approaching pressure shifts and reflexively triggers protective charms.