Decided to show a bit about some of the characters that will appear in my project, 13, where Bob is the main protagonist. However, she is far from the only one and I wanted to show you some of them. All thanks to the super amazing iKi-Rei that helped me designing them, make sure to visit her page. <3


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Character Revelation
Character; Barocka Ironrock
From; 13
Design by; iKi-Rei
Gender; Male
Sexuality; Heterosexual
Age; 40
Profession; Shaman
Faction; Luminance Garden

Shorty; An powerful earth shaman from one of the native tribes in the Veron Empire. Last of his people does Barocka carry a huge burden and legacy with him. 

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Originally was the empire Veron created by uniting 13 tribes by King Droghosh, about 2000 years ago. Today only four tribes exist as the others been extinct, and of the oldest one; Lucima, the Ironrocks, only had one member left. Yet being the last one of his ancient family, is Barocka a man that simply enjoy life, because they lived by one principal; live and be happy. Simple, but yet powerful words that have been the core of the Ironrocks.

Maybe that is why Barocka live each day like its the best day of his life, and every time you ask why he do that, does he simply say “Each day is a gift, and I love gifts!”. 

The large powerful man was simply a positive energy in Luminance Garden, and Bob smiled a bit as she thought of him. She had known him since he was a runt and just joined the military as a little cadet. He was so small back then, and now he was a hulking man, tall and muscular as few, yet just as kind as he is strong. “But for such a large guy, does he vanish easily.” Bob sighed a bit and laughed a bit for herself. “Its not the size that matters, its how you use it ~”

And true that, Barocka had an ability to vanish without anyone notice it, however it was usually easy to find him; either among a pile of kids or birds, as both childrens and birds tend to flock around him. And so true, was the man sitting among a small flock of Rochi birds, and he just sparkling as he enjoyed their company.

“Oi, Barocka!” Bob said and smiled as the birds for a moment looked at her but deemed her not dangerous and flew around Barocka. “Oh? Bob, how can I help you?” He asked and let out a burly laughter. Bob walked closer and sat down in front him, grinning slightly. “Me? You said you wanted to talk with me.”

“I did?” He scratched his head a bit and a couple of Rochi babies poked up from his head.

“You got Rochi babies on your head.” She stated and pointed on his head, making him laugh again. “Oh, yes, they are about to learn flying. Their parents think I’m a good point to fly from for the hatchlings.”
And very well, did the small babies take courage, leaping from his head and managed to fly slightly, before landing in front of Bob. Gently did she pick it up and placed it on his head, as it soon tried again.

“I never thought a man that can control earth, would be so well with birds.” Bob said, making him laugh. “Oh yes, so true! My people, the Lucima, have always had great affinity to the earth. But my father told me the stories of our tribe, how we once was people of the sky, that let us down to the earth to protect it. Lucima means ‘Heaven to Earth’, though Ironrocks comes from people fearing our earth power. And as we became part of the bird, did the sky spirits use the Roshi birds to keep contact with us. And everything is in a balance.”

Bob smiled a bit. “I see. No wonder the Roshi birds are so close to you then.”
“Oh yes, they are.” He said with a smile, before sparkling a bit extra. “Now I remember! I wanted to show you a new ability I made, that allow rocks to fly!”
“… What?” Bob frowned a bit as Barocka stood up, fully extended in his massive height. He slammed his hands together and took a deep breath as the birds flew around. Suddenly did he go down on one knee, slamming his open fists into the ground, that cracked and exploded upwards, creating a massive stone Roshi that flew through the sky. Approximated 4 meters before crashing down from its own weight and the gravity.

“Did you see! It flew!” He said with intense sparkling and Bob felt a bit cold. “Yea… it did.”
“I will fly us all to battle! Swosh, like Roshi Stone Birds!”
And probably kill us all did Bob think, but couldn’t help smiling at the eagerness he showed. Barocka truly loved to live.


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