Alois Vanguard

Name: Alois Vanguard (Al-OH-ees Van-guard)

Age: 26 years

Gender: Female

Sexual Orientation: Straight (Single/Open)

Height: 4’3”

Species: Galarian Slowpoke

Team: Mystic Forces

Position: Leader

Branch: Rescuers

Team Type: Solo Leader

Team Rank: Normal

Level: 100

Ability: 

Own Tempo- The Pokémon cannot be Confused while having this ability. Blocks Intimidate.

Moveset: 

Trick Room- The user creates a bizarre area in which slower Pokémon get to move first for five turns.

Future Sight- Two turns after this move is used, a hunk of psychic energy attacks the target.

Psychic- The target is hit by a strong telekinetic force. This may also lower the target's Sp. Def stat.

Confusion- The target is hit by a weak telekinetic force. This may also confuse the target.

Nature: Docile

Characteristic: Thoroughly Cunning

Personality:

Positive Traits (+)

• Balanced- Not only is this woman balanced in body but she is also balanced in mind. She can easily keep her balance on one leg or even sometimes her tail if enough of it is against a firm surface. Though she is mostly known for her mind. She is good at keeping her cool in tough situations and strives to understand the world around her to be in harmony with it in her own weird way. She needs no outside influences to sway her mood towards a healthy state.
• Educated- Alois has done much research into a variety of different subjects and is quick to pick up on new theories and ideas. Her areas of focus range from language to history. She is enamored in what the world used to be eons ago and how the effects of powerful magics and Pokemon still influence the world. She is relatively fluent in a few different languages and can pick out bits and pieces of more. Alois uses her knowledge to further the study of Pokemon and their abilities based on factors other than the norm per species. 
• Secure- Simple as it sounds, Alois is secure in who she is and what she is meant to do. No debate, no questioning, she understands herself on a level not known to many. 

Neutral traits (.)

• Shrewd- Not many people know a lot about her due to the fact she can navigate herself out of unwanted discussions though this has led others to not fully trust her. Something about her just feels… off as though she is up to more than she is letting on. Even though she is aware of this Alois makes no attempt to earn the trust of others and so others tend to see her as shrewd and calculating. Though to her all that means is that she is aware of others and their perceptions of her. 
• Self-Sufficient- Alois knows how to do things by herself, she has moved forwards in life by being there for herself so she has developed a mentality of only needing herself. Though this may sound fully positive that leads her to also reject the help of others pushing them away in the process. Being self-sufficient means rarely relying on others for things that can be done alone, and for her alone is the best option. 

Negative Traits (-)

• Humorless- Some may even believe that she doesn’t have a sense of humor. Rarely do you see a smile of pure joy on her face, especially in a public space. Sometimes this one seems to be as cold as a stone though she often forces smiles on her face to ease the conscience of those she is communicating with. 
• Evasive- Rarely do you find her in one place for long. Alois has nomadic tendencies of traveling from one place to another never staying in one place for long. Though not only is she evasive in place she is so in person as well. Questions she does not want to answer or topics that could be used against her she will evade with her keen sense of word choice. 
• Cynical- She is very untrusting of others she has not met and tends to doubt their words and alignments. Not many betrayals or liars phase her because she doubted their words and actions from the very beginning. For one to overcome her cynical nature and truly begin to gain her trust is a large undertaking. 
• Power Hungry- When all is said and done most of her choices were motivated by a deep well of her soul that craves power. Power that none could hope to destroy or overcome, she spends most of her days researching on how to obtain a long lost strength. 

Island Name & Hometown: 

Borealis- A small island in the Spiral Archipelago towards the inner ring of the spiral.
Fate- A small town on the Northern edge of Borealis known for its rainy climate and friendly but odd farming and fishing communities. 

History: 

(CW: Death (natural), Ritualistic Practices/Occult Themes, Natural Disaster, Gore, Abduction, Drugging)
Growing up in the small town of Fate she never believed she was destined for much. Her parents were simple farmers, working the land by the day and reading stories to her as the stars filled the night. Alois loved wandering the town searching for small treasures the sea had swept onto the shore and climbing through the abandoned rubble of old fallen buildings crushed by the power of the Desolate Sea. Thorn vines weaved their way through the land covering what once was a hotbed for Pokemon activity in all of their painful beauty. The small Slowpoke child didn't mind much though, she was always a quiet and isolated soul who preferred the company of nature over other Pokemon. Storms often raged throughout the island leaving crops in disarray and homes torn from their bases, their stubborn nature keeping them rooted to the lands in which they had lived for generations. Despite the threats to their livelihoods the townspeople refused to move. They all banded together through the tough times and helped one another out. Her neighbors would visit often bringing food and treats, soon sitting around the table with her humble family. They would read her stories of witches and gods and how diverse Pokemon can be. They told night time tales of Pokemon under the influence of shadows and the destruction they reaped. She learned of blessings and curses, some Pokemon cursed by spirits and others by gods. Alois took to helping her community out when she could, usually in the form of manual labor or fishing to help feed those who could not fish for themselves. In return they would offer delicacies of their own and so the cycle went on.

As she grew older her family slowly perished, old age took her father and her mother by illness and suddenly she was left alone. No more stories were read by the fire, no more legends were whispered into her ear, yet she still heard it calling to her. She tried her best to manage the farm alone but without enough hands soon the storms took all that her family had left behind for her to live on. With no family to call her own she was adopted by the community, often sleeping in one bed for a few nights before hopping to the next. She repaid them by helping out with chores and housework that needed to be done. Often she found herself wandering the beaches looking out at the sea and wondering where it led and what else was out there. Though as she bunked in house after house she began to notice strange happenings. Candles that were left lit until late in the night yet no one tended to them. Small paths leading deep into the rubble tracked by wet sand until the early morning tide rolled in.

One full moon she awoke late in the night her body trembling her body covered in sweat as her stomach burned in pain. Upon lifting bloody garb she found a fresh crude scar across her stomach. She screamed out for help and her neighbors rushed into the room offering comforting words and fresh clothes. Days passed and her body began to heal but Alois could not shake the fear rooted deep in her soul as to how she had gotten this wound. Whenever she thought about it a deep fog clouded her mind as though her memories were sealed away by magic.
Her scar healed but her mind did not, one night as fog from the ocean rolled in she vowed to remember what happened to her that night. Using psychic powers granted to her by birthright she began to unravel the dense entanglement of the night she could not remember.

Slowly her memory began to unfold... A dark room filled with many people dressed in dark and grimy robes. They chanted ancient words and sang ancient and powerful songs she could not understand. Then they hurt her leaving trails of deep scars across her skin as part of a ritual. Once over she could remember her neighbor, his face clear in her mind using his own power to lock away her memory before she was brought home. The memory shook her sending fear jolting through every nerve and cell in her body. But why would they do this? HOW could they do this? Her fear turned to anger as she waited for the next full moon to rise.

Following the townsperson she saw in her memory on a cold full moon he lead her to their secret meeting spot. It was a small cave on the outskirts of the oceans rocks and spray hidden by a large patch of wild tall grass that obscured the entrance. She had gone there to get revenge for what had been done to her. The ones she trusted after losing her family now used her for their own wicked desires and hid the memory from her. Anger boiled within her as she lunged at the man using her sheer force to knock him to the ground. He struggled beneath her pushing her off of him before struggling to his feet his eye already beginning to swell from the impact with the ground. The commotion drew out the rest of the crowd who restrained Alois as she demanded them to tell her why they had done what they did. They told her that the small town hid many secrets but the most hidden was this small coven dedicated to imbuing Pokemon with the power of ancient beings and heightening their own unique strengths. They believed this to be done by Pokemon only told in legends, Pokemon so old only stories of their power remained. The Coven hoped a tie to the past came in the forms of Pokemon of modern day somewhere deep within their bodies and souls waiting to be found and freed. Though once the sun began to rise they disbanded secretly researching in their own time until they could commune again. The stories lit her heart with a fire at the thought of obtaining the power of which they spoke. Alois joined the Coven that night. 

Alois encouraged the Coven do to her as they pleased in hopes of gaining insight, knowledge, and power. They often experimented with her body in ways similar to the day she joined the coven in the hopes of finding a thread of power inside her and the others that could lead to the past. She stayed with her Coven for years before deciding to leave the town of Fate in order to seek out new powers of Pokemon far beyond the borders of her island. Knowing there must be more out there she wanted to see how these rescuers operated in dungeons. She strove to learn what led to these transformations that she had heard of only in her bedtime stories to gain this power as her own. To aid in her search for powerful and mysterious Pokemon she became a Rescuer. She joined in the hopes of learning more about other types of power and sending this knowledge back to her home. Her love of adventuring and helping others gave her a sort of pleasure in doing this work. Being so close to so many powerful Pokemon and gaining access to more books than she had ever seen back in her small town she enjoyed being a Rescuer. 

History Summary:

Alois was born in a small town and raised to earn everything she did. Her parents were farmers and tended to the land to trade and barter food and drink for any supplies they may need. Though after both of her parents passed on Alois was left alone to care for their land. The tides of frequent natural disasters quickly destroyed all that was left behind of her family leaving her homeless and without resources. Luckily for her she was able body and worked labor intensive jobs for her neighbors in return for a place to stay the night.
One on a full moon she awoke with a large scar across her stomach. She had no recollection of obtaining this scar especially since it was so deep and painful but no matter how hard she tried to recall it her brain had nothing in return.  
Not willing to give up on figuring out why this strange and painful event had happened to her she consulted her psychic powers granted to her by birth to break through the fog of her brain and remember the night she was abducted by a local cult. She confronted them on the next full moon following their tracks with the intention of getting revenge for her pain but instead she joined them with the promise of unfathomable power to her name gifted by gods among normal Pokemon.
She vowed to research further into the application of the body and the obtainment of god-like powers as she left the Covens sandy shores and joined the GSCF officially founding the rescuer team of Mystic Forces. 

Relationships: 

Poet (Team Amity Wings)- A strange man who seems to be some sort of a writer. A simple personality but not a bad man, maybe too conscientious for his own good, will need to do more research on his Pidove colorings in the future, something strange is going on.

Daemon Wisp (Team Mystic Forces)- A bold soul forced into the shadow of a fate brought to him by a wicked and cruel soul. He is kind and thoughtful though hides much of his pain behind a facade of kindness and arrogance. One day the reasoning behind his reincarnation will become clear. 

Arvin Addler (Team Mystic Forces)- A mimikyu child hidden behind the cloth of an ancient beast. He is reckless and wild but has his own charms. I envy how carefree he is. 

Easu Equinas (Team Whimsical Seafarers)- A childish and free leader, seemingly living free of any pain and strife of his past. He constantly lives to satisfy is own flights of fancy. Not dangerous, but not smart or very competent either.

Helia Przybylinski (Team Wandering Seafarers)- A joyful and energetic soul that never ceases to amazing me in her kindness. Recently she left the Whimsical Seafarers to form a new team with a man I think fancies her. Her nature and happiness seems to light up a room upon her entrance. 

Inventory: 

Sandstone necklace- Made from sand that was imbued with magic by her Coven. It is a dull tan stone with flecks of brown and green. Though when held into the light some say it shimmers with a pale blue tint when shined towards the water. Hung on a simple silver chain it has been worn down by years of exploring but still holds firm. Sand from the beach was taken after a terrible storm charged with energy  and imbued with the powers of water. Once pressurized it was made into a stone to heighten her own abilities. She always wears it but it is hidden beneath her shawl at all times. Sometimes when she lowers her hood the chain of the necklace can be spotted. 

Leatherbound Journal- A small journal only about 6 inches in size is hidden in the waistband of her person. It is old and weather-worn but still holds up against her dungeon adventures. When she has spare time she fills its pages with unique and special Pokemon that she finds and catalogs any information she finds valuable. 

Extras: 

• Is very secretive about her true nature and her adjectives in being a Rescuer. She helps Pokemon but no one truly knows why she does it. 
• Her feet are tiny, and so is she. 
• Her smiles are rarely "true" as she mainly smiles to comfort others
• She has a very high metabolism and so she tends to eat a lot and gain little. 
• Loves to lounge around on beaches and under trees when she feels like she is not being watched. 
• Tends to have a very neutral appearance and does not show much emotion. 
• Loves to draw landscapes and Pokemon in their feral forms
• Her memory is quite impeccable 
• She is only emotionally open to those she really trusts
• Though she will accept brief physical affection from almost anyone she does not enjoy being touched by those who she does not intimately trust