[application] SPELLBIND

[enlightenedhealer]

IC INFO;

CHARACTER NAME: Cheria Barnes
CANON & HISTORY: Tales of Graces f
AGE: 18
CANON POINT: Before the final battle with Little Queen during the Lineage and Legacies story arc, shortly after her conversation with Lambda through Asbel.

PERSONALITY:

Cheria earns a great deal of love and respect for her upbeat personality. Her kind and gentle nature earns her a reputation as an "angel" among the relief organization she works for. Coupled with her ability and willingness to heal the wounded and it's no wonder she gains such popularity. She does her best to come off as cheerful and keep a smile on her face despite any hardships.

Although she acts demure she is very strong willed and independent. Despite the pain of being left behind by Asbel she picked herself up and moved forward, carrying the weight of that loneliness with her without complaint. She made a life for herself without him and found her own goal to strive for. She spent her childhood being sick and feeling like a constant burden to those around her. Thanks to Sophie's gift she was cured and as a result has dedicated herself to being useful, especially to the Lhant family. She absolutely refuses to be a burden again and this often causes her to push herself too hard. She'll overwork until she makes herself sick, something that happens in a side story. Despite being obviously ill she constantly insists she's fine and refuses to ask for a break since others are in need of her healing.

Cheria has difficulty expressing her emotions. While she acknowledges her feelings for Asbel she refuses to admit them outright to him. She often drops hints or targets "tsundere" like behavior in his direction and gets mad when he doesn't pick up on it. Her frustration is as much on her as it is on him, however, as she is very poor at expressing what she truly wants. She tends to get emotional without a clear reason why because she herself doesn't always understand the cause. She's guilty of also being the oblivious one, failing to pick up on her secret stalkers admirers that she picks up during her work with the relief organization. She even acts clueless when Asbel begins some clumsy attempts to express his own feelings towards her.

She is very lady like and proper. She cares about her appearance and being polite. She prefers manners and being modest, scolding the more carefree Pascal or Sophie when she's picking up bad habits from the others. She is constantly worrying about the little things for the group like everyone getting the proper amount of sleep and eating right. This has earned her the title Team Mom and Malik remarks with amusement that she is especially mom-like with Sophie and Pascal. Likewise she is equally very protective of her loved ones, especially Sophie, and wants to do all she can to keep her safe. This protection is more on an emotional level, however, as she tries very hard to ease the worries of others or come up with the right answers to make someone feel better.

She has a strong sense of duty and feels responsible for others when they're injured. This can often lead to overeagerness to help heal others which can also get her into some trouble. Cheria will thus put the needs of others above her own. Richard remarks that while he appreciates all she does for the relief organization he would hate for the angel to lose her cheer because she gave up her own happiness. However in the end her sense of duty keeps her from committing to Asbel right away even after he proposes to her. Where others need her she will go.

POWERS: Cheria is primarily an arte wielder and boasts the highest arte defense stat among the party. This makes her great at magic & ranged dueling but abysmal at physical & close combat. She lacks physical strength/defense and is at her best when she can keep enemies at a distance with her throwing daggers while casting spells. She is also the resident party healer and wields the strongest area-based healing artes. Although these spells can take a long time to cast they are capable of healing the entire party all at once or focus on an individual.

She can cast supportive artes as well that can boost the party's evasion, accuracy, and resistance against all enemy & magic types. She moves slower but her ranged weapons allows for more mobile arte casting.

OTHER: N/A

GAME INFO;

MAGIC ABILITY: A powerful area-of-effect barrier that can protect those who remain within its radius. Cheria herself is always at the center of the barrier. It is invincible for 5 seconds after which it can be broken if enough force is applied to it. If Cheria moves either on her own or by someone else by force the barrier drops instantly. It takes a lot of energy to use and too much use in succession will cause her to faint.
PRICE: Throwing daggers
ACCLIMATION: 7 - She's no stranger to the unknown or unusual situations and is very independent. She managed all by herself for years after the loss of Asbel and Hubert, her closest friends. Her tendency to worry about them and her canon point will cause her a lot of anxiety about the important unfinished business back home. However she can adapt and adjust, carrying these worries on her shoulders without allowing them to weigh her down.

SAMPLE;

Cheria sat down on the edge of the bath with a huff. Wrapped in a fluffy towel and hair pinned up even further than usual she was so ready for this bath. She stretched her arms over her head and let out a sigh, tilting her head back to stare at the ceiling. Thankfully this bath was empty at the moment.

"It's harder work than I thought."

In more ways than one. The loss of her healing abilities and artes had been a shock. She hadn't had them all her life but then it sure felt like it now that they were gone. Well... sometimes they were gone. Sometimes she had them and it felt normal again. Truly this was a strange world and after being here for a few weeks Cheria didn't think she'd ever truly get use to it. There was so much work to be done. If she couldn't do her usual work as she had with the relief organization then she could at least make herself useful. Helping with the gathering of food, properly preparing the meat brought back from hunting, offering to patch clothing with her sewing, cooking for anyone who needed it... and anything else she could think of. Genette and Brie did a lot of that already but they shouldn't have to do that all alone for everyone. Maybe she should learn to make clothes too. The ones they provided were... awful.

So even if there were times she couldn't heal she could still be helpful to those around her in other ways. She was also doing her best to learn how to tend to wounds without the use of her special artes although learning on that front was slow. She could only learn so much on her own.

Cheria glanced down and stared at the palm of her hands. "No artes but... this other power..." She trailed off as the thought overtook her. She hadn't done much with it yet beyond practice it a few times but honestly it frightened her a bit. It was so strange to be immobilized like that. Even the tiniest twitch of her finger broke her concentration and caused the shield to vanish. It was so strong--she had tested it with the help of others--and yet she didn't feel strong enough for such a gift. It would be better suited for someone else, really...

She scrunched up her face and slapped her palms lightly to her cheeks instead, huffing again. "Unbelievable! There's no reason to sulk so much. I'm sure... it'll all work out." It wasn't easy though. She missed her friends. She was also worried about them, especially Asbel. She found herself here at the worst possible time on the eve of a great battle where Asbel might very well be in great danger. It was hard to sleep at night with that thought looming over her... but it wouldn't stop her from moving forward. It couldn't. The moment she stopped was the moment the weight became too much.

Cheria swung her legs over the side and dipped them into the hot water. It felt nice. Hopefully it would wash away all these worries. Tomorrow was another day and it was best to start with a clean slate.

Maybe... we'll be in a place with better magic frequency this time. ... Asbel... I hope you're dong okay without me. With that final thought she sunk into the water and closed her eyes.