Il était assez difficile pour le jeune magus de prendre note à quiconque dans la pièce, comme son attention a été revendiquée très fermement par le cercle de convocation en face d'elle et, par la suite, l'homme qui est apparu après le rituel s'est achevé. Elle sourit alors qu'il lui donnait une petite conférence sur la peur, quelque chose qui a certainement calmé ses nerfs dans la situation étrangère et la douleur qui se glissait dans sa paume s'arrêta. Ou plutôt, elle a cessé de le remarquer.
La main qui lui était offerte fut prise, Janiyah lui offrit sa main non mêlée et se leva, prenant note de l'étrange motif qui s'était posé sur le dos de sa main alors que ses bandages s'éloignaient autour de son bras. Après s'être levée avec l'aide de son nouveau partenaire, le jeune magus a rapidement serré ses enveloppes autour de ses bras, puis a soudain serré l'homme devant elle, ne voyant pas son apparence quelque peu menaçante comme elle l'a fait.
Elle se retira presque aussi vite qu'elle avança, et se tint devant sa Servante. Bien que les bandages autour de son visage aient rendu quelque peu difficile de voir qu'elle souriait, ses yeux presque fermés étaient un bon indicateur. "Je ne sais pas si vous le savez ou non, mais je m'appelle Janiyah Crocker. C'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer."
Ce n'est qu'après avoir dit qu'elle s'était permise de regarder autour, les autres Maîtres et les autres Serviteurs. Comme elle s'y attendait, presque tout le monde était plus grand qu'elle. Pas de surprises. En dehors de la grande différence très claire dont elle a pris note, il semble que tout le monde là-bas était légitimement menaçant. Quoi qu'il en soit, ce serait certainement intéressant. Son attention s'est encore une fois envolée des autres Maîtres à ceci.. Un pancake pour la passion? Le nom n'avait pas vraiment d'importance, l'essentiel de son message était ce qui était important, et les coins de sa bouche se bousculant dans une légère fronce comme il mentionnait sa "clause de mort" telle qu'elle était.
Ce n'est qu'après que l'homme qui les a amenés là-bas a fait monter la mortalité que Janiyah s'est rendu compte à quel point cette situation pouvait être dangereuse, avec tant de maîtres et de serviteurs entassés dans une petite zone.
Elle chuchotait à sa servante, se tapant légèrement sur le poignet. "J'ai confiance que tu suivras avec précipitation quand je sortirai d'ici. La dernière chose que nous voulons, c'est être pris dans une sorte de feu croisé, ou être pris pour cible."
NAME: Janiyah Crocker

Character Type: Human Master
Languages:
Fluent: English/French/Portuguese
Shaky Quality: German/Russian/Latin/Greek
Affiliation: Magi's Association, Croaka Family
Height: 5'3" ft (160.02cm)
Weight: 128 lbs
Place of Origin: Cameroon
Bio: Janiyah was born in her parents' manor in Cameroon, Africa. Well. Parent. Although at the time of her birth Janiyah obviously didn't know what was going on, she would find out as she grew up that her mother died as she gave birth to her because of some reason that she wasn't particularly interested in finding out about. Her father, deciding that he didn't want to grow bitter towards the child for being the reason for the demise of his beloved wife, sent her away to live with her uncle. What he didn't know, unfortunately, was that the uncle was still a rather active magus. Her uncle, Correy, didn't want to take care of something that couldn't protect itself so he decided that the best course of action was to train her in the art of Magecraft and to learn how to use her mana properly.
The first thing that was given to Jani by her uncle was the only possession of his sister's that he had left, the bandages that had been passed down to her by her father, from his mother, from her mother, and so on. After having them applied to her body, she found herself constricted and almost trapped within it and couldn't function normally within the bandages for several days which lead Correy to believe that she just wasn't worth it. But, after struggling for days to function properly, she finally got the hang of it. She began to do what she did normally without much issue, albeit maybe a bit more complication. Thus began her training as a magus.
Several different types of magic were practiced by her, although she only ever showed proficiency in one or two types. She was noted for having a natural affinity for Earth Magecraft, and out of most forms of specialization, she only ever seemed to be able to use minor reinforcement magic, which wasn't enough for her uncle. But after being pushed and pushed, both of her specialties strengthened themselves due to her sheer determination and the years that she put into it.
After finally being released from her uncle's care, who entrusted her with his most cherished item, the blade that had been with him through thick and thin. Janiyah spent her time training and trying to get even better with her magics. When she received the message that she had been chosen to be a Master, she was genuinely confused, but she didn't object and decided she would at least go. Could be interesting.
Personality: Janiyah is a highly positive spirit who believes that the most important part about battling is learning about the person you're facing and knowing as much as you can about them by the end of the battle. This ideal of hers exists even outside of battle, as she tends to enjoy making friends with a passion even if the people she wants to befriend doesn't particularly enjoy her company. She also has a passion for battle, which tends to lead to her going overboard and doing more than she can handle in situations where she needs to be more strategic or even in plain sparring matches. This has lead to her drastically harming people on "accident", but some people that previously knew her theorize that it's quite intentional.
And there's reason to believe this. Her peaceful disposition completely disappears at the mentioning of certain subject matter, and cause her to become very serious and subdued. Within this category of subject matter, certain sentences and words can send her flying into a fit of complete and utter rage. The only reason she's ever given as a cause for it is "I don't particularly like that thing that's being said to me." She doesn't particularly like hoity toity people, but won't show this whilst acting cheery and kind. As a matter of fact, most of her annoyance doesn't show when she's nice.
Bloodline: Croaka, an oriental bloodline from eastern areas of Asia that gradually scattered and spread their ways to the west. They specifically settled in areas of English and French speaking Africa and the surname eventually converted to better fit the culture of the areas, becoming the Crocker subsect of the bloodline. Originally a group of nobles that were closer to Witches and Houjutsushis than traditional magi, as years went by, the bloodline developed an issue due to some sort of irregularity which causes people born of the lineage to be unable to hold their mana in their body properly.
It wasn't noticed until eventually people born of the lineage could no longer be noted as magi, and it was then that they realized their problem. To combat this, rather than constantly exert mana to contain it, they developed enchanted bandages worn around the body similar to embalmed pharaohs in the lands of Egypt. The bandages sealed mana within the body, and helped the younger members of the clan get used to it and learn how to do it without having to learn from complete scratch.
Blood Type: O+