Allen Corvus Sex And Specie:
Flight: At will, Allen can manifest two pitch black wings of aura that grant him limited flight, something he uses to great effect when hunting creatures of Grimm that can take to the skies. He prefers not to use this ability however while at Beacon due to the tendency for people to show "discomfort" with his race. His power is also tied to his emotions, where the stronger his will to fight or protect is, the greater his ability to fly (though he can usually only manage a gliding effect at best and a slow fall more often than not).Weapon(s)/fighting style:
Nevermore: Classified as a Revolving Magnum Burst Edge, Nevermore takes the form of a highly ornate revolver with a hexagonal cylinder that feeds from the lowest chamber, a blade running the length of the barrel to the trigger guard. The guard itself is more akin to that of a lever action rifle than a hand cannon. The base of the grip is rounded in a arch of steel with a round gem placed just above and the rest of the wooden grip wrapped in black cloth. In it's initial form, it is a short range power house, delivering high powered shots while allowing the user to get in close to make use of it's blade. However, the true use of Nevermore is in it's activated states, the first of which is a lever action carbine, elongating the barrel of the revolver while also tilting the grip back slightly for a more comfortable grip while taking aim at range. While in this form, Nevermore is well suited for medium range combat, though due to the lack of stock and shorter barrel length than most rifles, it hardly contends at long range. The last form Nevermore takes is that of a double-edged long sword, the grip extending and folding to run in line with the blade as the blade unfolds into a long sword and covers the barrel of the gun, leaving the cylinder uncovered for reloads while in melee combat. When the weapon is fired in this form, it increases the velocity of a strike.
In combat, Allen uses the dominating close combat abilities of the revolver form as his primary combat method, though when forced into a melee, he will utilize the sword form instead to give him greater striking ability. He tends to use swinging motions in all of his techniques, whether when using Nevermore as a firearm or a blade. It gives his combat an elegance that can be compared to that of a dance, or as he calls it, the poetry of death. He also tends to go air born during his strikes, leaving the ground with spinning kicks and slashes, flipping through the air as if it were as natural to him as walking or swimming.Personality/Behavior:
A quiet and reserved individual, Allen seems like an exemplary gentleman until you get him talking, at which point he never stops. He most often talks in cryptic quips rather than straightforward responses, much to the ire of his team more often than not. That said, you will never meet a more loyal individual. He will fight to the bitter end for his friends, even at the expense of his own safety. When not found tinkering with his weapon, Allen can be found reading in trees and other high up points, and has actually turned the sheets of his bed into a hammock attached to the roof of his dorm.Character Flaws:
Allen is painfully shy, known to dart away when confronted with a beautiful woman, or at least blushing furiously. He has been goaded into "attempting" to flirt in the past, usually to comically abysmal results. Combat wise, Allen is a highly aggressive fighter with the tendency to put offense ahead of defense. When his friends are in peril, the shy young man has a tendency to come to their aid in a clash of blades or wit. He also prefers to peck at his food rather than eat like most, which can be quite annoying when someone makes him a meal.Background:
Born outside of the kingdom of Mistral, the Raven Faunus that became Allen was initially taught that the key to survival was putting yourself ahead of all others. Unlike many of the murder that he grew up in, Allen acceded expectations early in life in the dance of death, pitting his "talons" against any creature of Grimm that dare to face him. It wasn't until he finally saw the blood of someone he cared about that he lost the taste for combat, leaving his murder for a life in the cities. Studying literature and technology, the young boy grew into an exceptional scholar. However, a raven can never leave a murder without bloodshed, and not enough was shed for Allen's betrayal it seemed.
After a year of hiding away, spending his days reading in libraries across the kingdom, the murder caught up with the young raven, and the streets ran red that night. While killing Allen would have more than made up for his running from the murder, it seemed that was not enough for the boy's "father", and instead the man attacked those around him. Allen was forced to watch as the friends he had gained over the year were slaughtered before his eyes, their blood coating his face as he was held to the ground in their pools. If it weren't for that moment however, the faunus would have never discovered his own strength, the strength to protect.
In a burst of aura that shook the core of those around him, Allen rose from the bloodied floor with a scream of vengeance, his eyes the color of crimson. Spectral wings swung out from either shoulder as he rose from the floor, black feathers falling all around as the boy continued to scream for the fallen. Their deaths awoke his power, and with his strength, he ended the massacre with a single blow, not fatal, but enough to put his "father" down.
Hours later, Allen awoke with no memory of his power or the vengeance that he wrought upon the murder, sitting in a room with the pictures of his friends laid out upon the table. It was then that a man with white hair and a cane stepped in, only asking one question to the young man: "Do you wish to prevent these tragedies in the future?" Allen's only answer was that of what would become his weapon, "Nevermore..."