Raylis

Ah, I have neither the Agents of Freedom Book nor any of the Atlases

If you read the origin again, it wasn't Heru-Ra who was asking the gods for a champion, but one of his generals. Everything that I read in the Freedom City book was vague on what exactly happened between Heru-Ra and Tan-Aktor other than the betrayal; where did you find the specifics?

Players Name: Raylis Power Level: 10 Trade-Offs: none Unspent PPs: 0 Hero Points: 2 Characters Name: Alexandria “Lexi†Monroe Alternate Identity: Sphinx Height: 5’7†/ 5’10: as Sphinx Weight: 110 / 115 as Sphinx Hair: Blonde / Black as Sphinx Eyes: Green / Blue as Sphinx Age: 16 Occupation: High School Student Description: A slim sixteen year old girl, she usually wears her shoulder blade length blonde hair loose. She wears a pair of oval reading glasses and is usually dressed in a pair of khakis and a button up blouse. A small tattoo of a khopesh is inscribed on her right wrist. As Sphinx her hair is a dark shimmering black and her eyes are the color of a deep ocean. She wears a white Egyptian cotton cloth as an “X†over her breasts and a white skirt around her hips that only falls to her upper thigh. Around her wrists are gold bracers which extend to her elbows in a scale pattern, the large golden scaled belt is worn around her waist is pared with a thick gold necklace. She wears a pair of tan sandals, the straps crossing around her shin and calves. History: Alexandria’s mother, Caroline Monroe, was an archeology grad student who was lucky enough to join a dig in Egypt where she met the handsome and enticing Thomas, an Englishman also working on the dig. Although a distraction, the man was not an entirely unwelcome one; the pair spent several nights together until she returned home to Freedom City. Unknown to Caroline, Thomas was in reality a super villain known as Obelisk who was hoping the dig would unearth, so it was no surprise that he gave Caroline false contact information which prevented her from informing him she was pregnant. Fortunately Caroline was able to secure a position as an Assistant Curator at the Hunter Museum of Natural History in the Egyptology department, an d raised her daughter, named after the famous city of Alexandria, alone. Alexandria, Lexi to her few friends, is every bit her mother’s daughter. From a young age she became fascinated with history, especially that of Ancient Egypt, and spent the majority of her free time either at the library or at the Hunter Museum of Natural History. While she was helping her mother put together a new display for the Egyptology Department, Alexandria opened a box containing a Khopesh; the weapon was in surprisingly good condition and there was a small hieroglyph at the base of the hilt. She picked it up to get a better look at the glyph and attempt to decipher it and the weapon began to emit golden light. Alexandria found herself in the desert at the base of a large Temple. Dozens of people, all dressed in the garb of Ancient Egypt, surrounded her, but none seemed to notice her. A burial procession was taking place and as she looked at the sarcophagus that passed her, she somehow knew it was Prince Heru-Ra. As she watched the body of the prince enter the pyramid another, sharper image caught her attention. It was the Khopesh she had just held minutes before! The man holding it was a solider, and he was saying something to himself as he stared away from the pyramid. Alexandria moved toward him, appearing next to him and the khopesh in an instant. The man was preying asking the Gods for his Prince’s safe travel into the afterlife, the strength to find Tan-Aktor and end the traitor’s life and defend the kingdom. As suddenly as before Alexandria found herself back in the museum, the khopesh no longer glowing. Shaking the experience off as nothing but her over active imagination and fatigue, Alexandria finished setting up the last part of the display and went home not realizing that she bore and image of the sword on the underarm of her right wrist. That night she dreamed; a creature with the hindquarters of a lion, the wings of an eagle and the face and breast of a beautiful dark haired woman with blue eyes, a sphinx, asked if she would be the answer to the long sought after prayer to be a champion for the light and Heru-Ra. She woke the next morning the dream more vivid then any other and went about the day as usual, albeit distracted by the sphinx’s question, the glowing sword, the vision and the dream. That day after school on her way home she saw a group of bullies pick on a younger student. Upset by their actions and at her own powerlessness she had her answer; she would take up the offered mantle and be a champion for good. In response to her decision the image of the khopesh glowed and she transformed into a dark haired, blue eyed woman in a white outfit. She easily drove off the bullies and flew off, ready to be a champion for good. Powers Sphinx’s eyes glow gold whenever she engages her Telepathy with someone. When using her Telekinesis a vibrant golden glow surrounds both her hands and whatever is being affected by Telekinesis. Stats: 26pp STR 10(+0) (0 PP) DEX 16 (+3) (6 PP) CON 14 (+2) (4 PP) INT 16 (+6) (6 PP) WIS 16 (+3) (6 PP) CHA 14 (+2) (4 PP) Combat: BAB: +5 Grapple: + 5 Attack /Damage: Telekinetic Blast + 10 (DC 25, +10 Damage, 20 Crit) or Mental Blast (DC 20, +5 Damage) BDB: +5 DEF: 20 (10 + 5 Base + 5 Dodge Focus) (12 flat footed) Knockback: - 5 Initiative: +7 Saves: Toughness: +10 (2 Con + 3 Defensive Roll +5 Protection) Fortitude: +9 (7 Base + 2 Con) (7 PP) Reflex: +10 (7 Base + 3 Dex) (7 PP) Will: +11 (8 Base + 3 Wis) (8 PP) SKILLS 36 SP (9 PP) Acrobatics +9 (6 Ranks, +3 Dex) Computers +9 (6 Ranks, +3 Int) Concentration +9 (6 Ranks, +3 Wis) Knowledge (History) +10 (7 Ranks, +3 Int) Knowledge (Current Events) +7 (4 Ranks, +3 Int) Language (Egyptian, Hieroglyphs) (2 Ranks) Notice +8 (5 Ranks, +3 Wis) Feats: Attractive Attack Focus (Ranged) 5 Defensive Roll 3 Dodge Focus 5 Improved Initiative Luck Powers: Comprehend 2 (Languages, Linked to Telepathy) Flight 4 (100mph, winged) Protection 5 Telekinesis 10 (Effective Strength 50, Light Load 4 Tons, Precise) Alternate Power (Blast 10) Telepathy 10 Alternate Power (Mental Blast 5) Drawbacks: Normal Identity (3pts) Complications: Costs: Abilities (26) + Combat (20) + Saves (22) + Skills (9) + Feats (16) + Powers (60) - Drawbacks (3) = 150/150 Total Cost

For a moment Twilight went rigid. Her tail lashed out, thumping the chair's legs at the implication, "They're a mutation I can assure of that her tone was even although her eyes held a predatory look about them. "Again, you're implying that it's a person genetic makeup either mutation or alteration that is the reason that those with metahuman abilities are more public for good or for ill. Let me ask you this; the heroes and villains that rely on technology and have no genetic re composition, why are they out there in the limelight?

Twilight flew next to the woman casually, the scientific part of her mind telling her what she was seeing was impossible, but one look around the academy made it clear she wasn't in Freedom anymore. "No, I'm not she replied honestly, "and I'm not exactly sure how I came to be here... her voice trailed off. "Lord Centurion? Tourney?"

If this isn't a loaded question... Twilight thought "You could say that, I'm actually a bit lost, which Academy is this? she began to fly toward the pointed library, carefully watching the woman to determine the pace and also curious how she would reach the tower.

The nature vs nurture arguement has been around for a long time, but which side are you arguing, Doctor? Or are you suggesting an innate predisposition for criminal behavior among mutants and those that are born normal but then gain abilities through experimentation or accident?

Olivia flew down to the woman, removing half of the stack of books from her burden "Sure, where are you headed with these?

I may be a bit slow but am still interested in this

"And while educating people about metahumans, especially the general public, is often a good idea, it can also be used to create fear or brew up more resentment or even hate toward us; for every member of the Hero Booster's Club there's a Knieval wanting to do the opposite. There exists the possibility of infiltration into programs designed to teach parahuman abilities how to use them. Get a smart enough, charismatic enough villain and he or she could set up a similarly designed school to teach the use of powers with a slant toward villainy. Twilight said flipping through the papers, To present the devil's advocate side of things.

Twilight followed the group into conference room, the specifics already questioned, her wings unfolding slightly to accommodate the chair and wrapping her tail around her waist like a belt before sitting down next to Archeville.

"General medicine, there are far too many specialists these days she looks between Alex and Archeville, " I've read some of those papers, there's quite some debate on breach between our dimension and the Terminus not just affecting newborn children but anyone who was on the ground zero of the attack, possibly even being the cause that allows drugs such as Max and Zoom from affecting people to the degree they do.

"That sounds like a lot, guess even prodigies have to take the basics though, right?" she returns Alex's smile. She turns to Archeville, "I'm afraid, Doctor, that in my case the appearance is the whole package. I can fly and these she holds up a hand showing off the long, talon-like finger nails "Are essentially eagle talons. When my wings devolved I didn't lose any body mass so my muscles expanded to compensate but... she shrugs "That's about it, ice breath or wind control or psychic powers; just exactly what you see and a little over a year of med school.

"I'm afraid I'm still rather new to the city and have been rather busy with clinicals and classes; a slight reprieve between quarters is the only reason I was able to make it today...and am still curious why I'm here. I'm certainly not a prodigy like this girl or have scientific fame like Archeville. Tesla Atam Daedelus? if that's not just name dropping then maybe someone screwed up and invited the wrong winged person...not that it's a crowded field She blinks quickly, refocusing, "You mentioned a teacher and classes, what are you studying? she shifts her stance to be more open to both Alex and Archeville, her tail still lashing about in the same manner as an apprehensive cat.

My moniker is Twilight Gryphon, my name is not something I'm comfortable being widespread. Gryphon replies Are we talking about the same Knievel? The one who has those narcissistic billboards plastered all over the city? He wanted to talk to and not 'clean up his city'? catching Alex going ahead, "perhaps we should continue this discussion later, while it may have something to do with why the Emissary called us here that probably isn't the primary reason...

Stopping short as to not run into either Archeville or Alex, the anthropomorphic gryphon's tail lashes out and she visibly tenses. "Knievel attack you too? Why? she blurts out, Alex's inquiry of introduction forgotten.

Twilight took a reactionary step back as Archeville burst into laughter, I meant more of do either of you know the Emissary already and knew if there were specifics... she says half to herself, "Yes, best not to keep him waiting this she says a bit louder, waiting for Archeville and Alex to enter the compound firs.

Twlight returns the greetings, "Good afternoon, do either of you know what this is about?" any illusion of a calm demeanor was dispelled by the agitated movements of her tail, the tip especially lashing back and forth.

Twilight Gryphon Olivia whipped around in panic, fingers rapidly pressing the button on her watch to no avail. At the evident non reaction from those around her she calmed, her tail lashing about irritability, "Hush" she murmured looking at the crystalline elevators and the floating buildings. Her eyes settled on the sign Chiurgeon's Academy. "That's the archaic form of the word surgeon...what is going on around here?" With a flap of her wings she takes to the air, hoping an aerial view will offer some kind of explanation.

So sorry I've just been swamped with RL the past couple weeks, this week is so far looking a lot less hectic and I can actually relax! So where is the IC thread?

An invitation next to a hospital bed started it out. A time, a place and a date. Her moniker written out in a precise, intent hand; there was no mistaking someone wanted her in attendance of a conference. "The foundation of the Freedom City Society for the Advancement of Scientific Understanding. " she murmured, "Medicine is technically a science and if promoting Understanding would create a few less Knievel's... there wasn't any way that she could say no. "The Emissary's embassy, then is this a political thing? . She chose a backless (it would have to be as the inhibitor was still with Ian, explaining that she'd tried to give someone a temporary tail was awkward to say the least) white dress, strategically modified for her tail but so nothing inappropriate showed. The dress was elegant, if simple in design and she accompanied it with a domino mask instead of the usual hood, the latter would definitely be out of place. She arrived before the scheduled time, doing her best to keep away from any potentially xenophobic villains lest a repeat of last week occurred, walking mostly; there was no way she would fly above the city in a dress. Approaching the embassy she spies Archeville and Alex outside, the former she recognized from the papers. What exactly is this about? she thought as she approached them.

is this picking up where we left off or are we doing a retcon of this?

Would it be too late to join this?

Gryphon folds her arms, "But what problem to tackle first, or do we want an assortment? If everyone is working on their own problem then nothing will be done, but on the other extreme is too many cooks ruins the pot.

"Again, where would you begin? How would anyone convince a corporation or a government to implement proposed changes?"