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Username: chibiwulf001
Name: Alyra
Race: Hemosite/ hunter (a hemosite is a half vampire/ human; they are not as powerful as vampires, they need blood but can eat food. They cannot exist as long as a vampire but can live a long time, and they can be in daylight for a short amount of time.)
Profession: She is as capable as an assassin, thief, or mercenary but prefers the profession as a bounty hunter.
Age: Appears and goes by 23, but she is 64
Gender: Female
Inventory: Has a specialized shot-gun with the cocking action of a rifle, two 9mm pistols, silver bullets, silver darts, an obsidian silver alloy dagger, a long whip-like silver chain for creating and bending silver for her use, poisons, and health potions. She also has silver coating the bones in her arms that can jut out of her wrists as adjustable sizing blades.
Personality: A tom boy who is feels capable and sure of herself. Can be suave but usually isn't, typically blunt and to the point. She is a little secretive, mysterious, and quite attractive but is afraid of romance. She is also an emo on the inside.
Abilities: She is a hunter, possessing all the abilities. She is also a silver elementalist.
Other: She has a slightly vampiric pet rat.
Appearance:
Has a black mafia style hat, a red tank top with black fish netting underneath, black fingerless gloves, and wears a black trench coat. ((The rest is good, but no pink bows XP))
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Username: Chibiwulf001
Name: Nikki
Class: Rogue
Appearance: She is only 5'5". She is albino and has short hair that doesn't quite reach her shoulders. She has fluffy white ears and a tail. Wears armor and a red cloak.
Personality: She loves thrills and adventure and is the first to volunteer or take up the challange. She is out going and likes to talk a lot. She also loves animals.
Bio: Nikki was an average human girl, except the fact that she was albino. At the age of seven months old, she was found on the porch of the Oak Valley Orphanage and was taken in by the owner Emma, a kind elderly woman in her 60s. As Nikki grew up in the orphanage, she found friends here and there for many of the children liked her. Nikki was always small for her age, but she had big heart for adventure and fun which attracted the many friends she made there. Tragedy struck, Emma the beloved owner, fell gravely ill when Nikki was only six and-a-half. At the point of passing, which happened to be the eve before Nikki's seventh birthday, Emma demanded that she see her and only her before as she put it “Before it was too late.” Emma soothed the girl, for she was the most crushed by Emma’s depleting condition, and she told Nikki that she had a gift for the girl before she passed on. Saying, “This will awaken the gift, use it well.” The little girl did not understand the statement; but suddenly there was a brilliant blue glow emanating from the old woman’s hand. She instructed the amazed, hesitant girl to take her hand, who complied in uncertainty. Nikki watched fearfully as the blue engulfed her hand and slowly crawled its way up her arm. When the light had finally settled and diminished from view, the woman relaxed her grip and uttered for the last time “Use your gift well.” The clock chimed midnight and the woman fell silent, the teary eyed girl was then lead back to her bed. The next morning was the start of the most terrible week of her life. She woke to find white fur growing up and down her arms and began to cry at the sight of her claws. The other adults rushed to her to see what the matter was, but by the time they arrived at her side the fur and claws had sunk into her flesh once more and the adults found nothing wrong. “She is just broken at the loss,” Said the old woman’s daughter in hidden anguish. “we all are. . .” She choked, and the adults left to carry on with their duties, some flashing the small girl smiles of reassurance that all was well. Later, the children were out in the courtyard playing an altered version of “tag” called bears in the campgrounds. (A game where the one who was “it” was the bear, if he or she tagged a human in the “campgrounds” or the tag zone, then that kid was also a bear, but if a bear crossed into the ranger station or the safety zone and was “shot”/tagged, then the bear was a human again.) This time, Nikki was the bear first, everything was going fine and they were having fun when suddenly three boys she was chasing stopped with looks of horror. She tried to tag them, but they dodged, fearful of her touch. “What’s wrong?” She said. One of the boys found his voice and said timidly “Tha-that’s just not normal.” He said pointing to her face. She looked around in confusion and saw that the thick white fur was back on her arms, she had long bearlike claws. She gingerly felt her face; there too was fur and a cold wet nose of a bear muzzle. The boys started to back away from her; tears streaming down her face, she took one step toward them, but they bolted tripping over their feet in haste. The children wouldn’t approach Nikki and she sadly wandered over to the far fence where none could see her. A little white and brown husky puppy sat on the other side of the fence, waggling his tail in delight at her. He was clearly emaciated, it appeared that his owners had left weeks ago without him and had no plans of returning. He whimpered at her for attention and she petted his nose through the fence. “Are you going to run from me too?” She asked the puppy in a small sad tone, but he just cocked his head at her and continued licking her fingers. She watched the fur sink away, but stayed there with the puppy the rest of the afternoon. The next six days Nikki would go to the puppy, the other kids wouldn’t play with her, but some would make fun of her and tease her. Even to the point of throwing rocks at her and the puppy, and kicking at the puppy through the fence. It was a week after her seventh birthday, the day was grey and overcast, there was a storm brewing in the air. Nikki fed the puppy some slices of her apple from lunch. Trying hard to make herself turn into a white replica of the puppy, but at the end of her struggles she was only successful with the ears and long fluffy tail. The puppy still woofed at her happily, and she couldn’t help but smile at her new achievement. Suddenly there was a great micro burst and a thick streak of lightning crashed down behind the girl, sending her flying to the ground. A woman-like being stood there where the lightning had struck and began to approach the girl, exposing long sickly claws as she neared her side. The puppy barked furiously as the woman thrust –more like phased- the long claws into the girl’s chest, and drew out a bright red orb that was surrounded by a blue glowing substance, her soul. The woman hissed softly in irritation of the presence of the blue light, and began to suck in the blue with little fecks of pink in it. The girl’s vision started to blank out and saw only a pinprick of blue when the woman suddenly dropped her hissing in rage, and the girl passed out. Nikki later woke in a dingy room with the puppy lying by her side; her ears and tail were still there. There was a man at the side of the bed wearing a weird outfit of armor and a cloak who spoke to her. “Ah, I see you have awakened. For starters, my name is Eramis; I am a warrior class of the guild. Whether you knew it or not, human, you are –well were- a shape shifter. That creature was trying to steal your soul but was stopped by your aura that surrounded it. A curious aura I must say too, you have been here in bed rest for over a week and it hasn’t rejuvenated. Like it was placed there to protect you.” Nikki looked at him in confusion and said, “If I’m not a shape sifter anymore, then why do I have a tail and ears still?” He shook his head. “Shape ‘shifter’” He corrected. “As for the tail and ears, you will have till the day you die because you no longer possess the ability to change them back. You may use them though to any advantage you can, they are still active because of the small pinprick of magic aura you have remaining. Well, enough talking now, you and the dog begin training early tomorrow with the rest of your age group; your uniform is there on the chair. Rest well until then.” He left the room and she just sat there stroking the puppy. The next seven years were grueling, but Nikki graduated as a rogue class at the age of fourteen and became a full-fledged guild member.
Inventory:Has a sword and a small knife, dog biscuits, and three smoke bombs.
Other: She has a pet dog that she named Eramis after her teacher who died after an attack on the guild, the same puppy that she was playing with when she was attacked by the woman.
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Username: chibiwulf001
Name: Wulf
Race: Elf
Age: ? about 500+ ((so pretty young))
Gender: Male
Abilities: All of his magical abilities that an average High Elf would have was spliced out of him and fused into his shadow. His shadow is now somewhat substantial, it has some intelligence, a dark personality, can move a shape itself freely, but it's subjected to Wulf. Wulf is skilled with an elven short sword, can sort of use the shadow as a crude weapon. I believe he may also be an elementalist of some sort, maybe fire...
Personality: He is serious about what he believes in and cares about, but is humble and quiet, subdued even. He enjoyes the simple beauties of the natural world and you could easily catch him smiling or humming to himself. He is quite mellow but don't get him angry, which is very difficult in any case but scarry when he is.
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Username: chibiwulf001
Name: Morias
Race: Vampire Ancient Nosferatu with about 30% demon.
Age: A little over two thousand years old.
Gender: Male
Abilities: He knows the rudimentary skills in basic necromancy and has some influence over shadows as he is a little gifted in shadow elementalism. Anything else is what you would expect of a vampire.
Appearance:
(This is what he looks like, but he has white hair)
Lineage: His father was a 60% demon and 40% sanguinerian vampire of the first generation. His mother was a pure Autovitalic of the second generation. The first generation are basically the children of the original vampires which consist of four pure vampiric groups: Moonlighters, sanguinerians, Autovitalics, and Demons (but the demons can have one or more of the others). Amongst these groups came the many different types we know of now. The combination Morias received was basically half of everything his parents had: 30% demon, 20% sanguinerian, and 50% Autovitalic.
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Username: chibiwulf001
RPC Name: Barrhin (bar- rin)
Race: Lycan (half undead)
Gender: Male
Age: Kinda' stuck at 23 (being half undead) but in reality he's actually in his 60s. His mind set though is as if he were still 17
Abilities: any abilities and weakness of a lycan, a little tougher being half undead. Half of his soul is in the possession of a Vampire Ancient who saved him on the verge of death, but he is now under some control by his vampire master, Morias.
Appearance:
He looks to be a young boy in his late teens, he has red eyes as a half undead but they are actually the color of liquid amber. His hair is a silvery blond color, and his skin looks pale/grey, drab, and unhealthy and he has dark circles under his eyes. He appears to wear shabby white un-tucked dress shirt and and slightly baggy black dress pants but he also wears skater shoes with this outfit.
He looks like this in wolf form, he has blue eyes and his fur is white with a tinge of grey.
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Username: Chibiwulf001
Name: Aerines
Race: Angel
Gender: Female
Weapon: The Song Sword of Aerin
Weapon Description: a sword that is split in the middle making it appear like a tuning fork in a sense, it has an elongated wave-like serrated edge and pink/white crystal like orb of energy fixed in a place near the tip in between the blades.
Personality: Silly, hyper, and a ditsy air-head. Hates killing and she is a goody-goody. She is also a little flirty XP
Appearance: She is VERY short, only 4' 9"', and thin at 70lbs. She has wings that are white and feathered, but they have a slight pearlescent pink to them. Her hair is a light golden-brown, it goes a little past her shoulders and has a slight curl at the ends. her complexion is very fair, almost white. Her eyes are blue.
Apparel: a weird pink frilly robe like dress XP (I
HATE pink!!!)
Age: -unknown- stuck at 21 kinda' but doesn't look like it, looks like a 13 year old XP
((Looks like this but the dress is more modest and pinker^^))
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Username: Chibiwulf001
RPC Name: Eruadan (Air-oo-ah-dahn)
Race: High Elf Druid
Age: 5,600
Appearance: Wears what looks like a white and grey/purple kimono or robes and grey/purple pants. He doesn't wear shoes at all, and you can fine vines and little leaves on him. Eruadan has long silver hair that drops to the small of his back, it is always pulled back out of his face and there are two strands of hair from above his ears that pull back into a small ponytail that rests on top of his loose hair to keep the hair back. Age and wisdom can be seen in his bright green eyes, though he doesn't look too old, you can still tell he is aged. He also has a faint scar on his face from his left temple to the center of his chin.
Weapon: double-bladed scimitar, or a blade staff
Abilities: Full plant Elementalism (elf druid), can sence and see some vibes, elven grace, healing ((basically normal High Elf crap))
Personality: Eruadan is respectful of all life and is unusually trusting of others, even those that many would not trust. He is pleasant, serious, and has a respectable air or feel about him. He finds happiness and joy, anything to be grateful for in even the most dire situation; he is an optimist.
History: Eruadan from a young age was a powerful druid (plant elementalist) and would teach other young elves the secrets and ways of druidism that he had to find out on his own. He took in a severely injured vampire who had been ambushed by a group of Lycans in the forest of the Fae's. Many elders at that time told him that it was foolish, even dangerous to take in the vampire; that Eruadan and the rest of the Elves would be better off if he just left the vampire for dead or ended the vampire's threat on their lives by putting it out of its suffering. No matter what the elders said to him, Eruadan took the vampire in anyhow; he believed that if he could be there and make a difference to this vampire, he [the vampire] would see the light of life and no longer be an enemy of the light. The vampire (who's name Eruadan learned was Morias) was not happy with staying with the elves in the least bit, would have left the moment he woke in their midst, but Eruadan convinced him to stay long enough for his wounds to come to a full recovery-which would take months even with the Elves help, for he was injured to the extent that the wounds would have never healed, but would have been the end of his existence without the Elves. Over the next eighteen months of recovery, the vampire learned the ways of the Elves and seemed to became fascinated with their peaceful existence; as so Eruadan perceived. Morias wanted to learn all he could to be able to bring back valued information about the Elves to the council members. Near the end of the vampire's recovery, Eruadan invited him to a rare Elven celebration that is held by their clan every thousand years at the Spring's blood moon ((of course something is going on in a different Elven clan that involves Wulf and Aerines XD)) which is to celebrate the peace of the Fae Folk and the end of war and "blood shed" of their people. It was at this event that Morias beheld a glimpse of light that lingered on his being-giving him enlightenment, hope, and softening his heart to good. It was there that Eruadan and the vampire became friends and when the vampire decided to stay with the Elves and keep their secrets. After a while of living with the elves, the vampire started to hear news of a new Lycan/Vampire war, blinded by hate for the Lycans (as Eruadan believes) Morias' heart hardened and he betrayed Eruadan and their friendship. Eruadan tried to stop Morias, to show him the light, but Morias lunged at Eruadan and sliced Eruadan's face with his claws to make his point that they were not friends, but enemies. Grieved for Morias' twisted lost soul, and for the termination of a long friendship (which lasted for almost a thousand years) Eruadan let the injury on his face scar as a reminder.
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Shinzenbi_Bunny
Username: Shinzenbi_Bunny
(RPC)Name:Ravvi / Ivvar
Age: Died at 18
Race: shadow/human
Gender: Female/male(split-personalty)
Personality: Calm, quiet and speaks her mind. She talks in an undead tone, no hi or low pitch is all monotone. Some days she may have a bright side, but you can never tell what mood she is in for she has no facile expressions. She has schizophrenia and suffers a split-personality because once she almost became a undead fleshy hand thing, (ew) her twin brother tried to save her, but they became one in the process; both an undead shadow of Kthulu, but still has some humanity to keep her somewhat sane.
Appearance:
She has spikes that come out from the left where she is undead....on the right side her hair is much longer then on the left.
Pic of her as her brother (spilt side0 Coming soon)
Abilities: can surpass orders from Kthulu because of her human half of her mind, can change her appearances depending on which split personality is dominant: hers or her brother. Not much else might change, her voice will stay dead and monotone.
Other: she may lose control of her human half at time and go on a bloody, uncontrollable rage of blood-lust, killing to bring order for the master.
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WhiteFireGirl
Username: Whitefiregirl
(RPC)Name: Erin
Age: Unknown (around 450 or so, she's still fairly young)
Race: Elf
Gender: Female
Personality: Erin is normally very sweet; a gentle, kind, and selfless girl by nature, who loves nature like her sister and understands every part of it. But for all of this, Erin is by no means a person that can be taken advantage of, and when she gets angry or feels something is conflciting with her beliefs she can knock you flat on the ground if she wants to. Erin has actually been known to do that to the most powerful and highly revered elven males left, from time to time. A soul born for nature, and pleasing to be around as she brings a light to a person without even trying, even those hse doesn't know You really can't help but to trust her even if you're weary of strangers.
Appearance: 
(current)Inventory: Bow and arrow set, long sword at her waist, two daggers strapped to her legs, some food and a water skin,
Abilities: Erin is master with a number of weapons, though her favorites are the bow and arrow and the sword, long, not short. Being an elf she has excellent hearing and his highly attuned with nature, but even past that she sees the earth as a living, breathing entity and through this mutual understanding the forests, the lands, the places she talks with: they protect her and grant her full control when she feels threatened. As she knows the forest like she knows herself she can traverse it very quickly, and remains extremely fast.
Other: Has a crush on Wulf, though she'd never admit it. Out of all the elves left she is by far the prettiest female, and has numerous suitors wanting to marry her. She prefers to go barefoot versus wearing shoes.
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GreyKirby
Gaia Username: GreyKirby
RPC Name: Gabriel Tanuvien III
Age: (XP at LEAST 1000 years)
Race: Vampire Ancient: Pure-Royal (40% demon DNA)
Personality: Non-serious and charismatic ladies man and hopeless romantic in a way, emo some days, but mostly drunk, hates order and the other vampire royals he is forced to invite to his private manor-out of etiquette-for garishly boring conversations which he always tries to make enjoyable, but never can.
Appearance:
(except without a cross on his necklace-but a golden key, no book, has long, black hair-quite typical of vampires-and very well concealed large vampire bat wings)
Inventory: ancient silver rapier with a cursed black obsidian hilt, a one-handed tommy gun that fires silver anti-werewolf bullets, Ring of Lordship that gives a temporary sun-walking ability, enchanted black rose
Abilities: His wings can block sunlight regardless of the ring, has a demon form that doubles his physical strength and defense, but greatly lessens his speed.
History/Bio: He doesn't like to talk about it, but it really isn't
too bad. He used to be a force of great doom working for Kthulu under one of his servants-not anymore. He is a spy for the elves on the necromancers, and enjoys barging into any elven city whenever he pleases.
Other: drinks only corrupted human or artificial blood and has a strange soft spot for elves.
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Gaia Username:GreyKirby
RPC Name: Sabin
Age: (his flesh looks 19)
Race: lich-king (when threatened, otherwise he's just an undead necromancer)
Appearance:
Personality: Evil to the core, fake, deceitful, logical, statistical, a neat freak, and morbid.
Abilities: Necromancy, ancient tome control.
Inventory: Demon Eye (his own) Staff, Necronomicon ex Mortis (the entity presence of Kthulu, communicates to Sabin), Tome of Balance (a neutral-magic book of information on other races, takes incantations and ritualistic movements to activate, defensive energy magic only)
History: Quite lengthy, he has had MANY possessed corpses that he has used to further the will of Kthulu and the re-translation of the Necronomicon, all that must be known is that he is awaiting Kthulu's orders on the supplication of the Earth, he plans to remove the living first.
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Gaia Username: GreyKirby
Character name: Artim (Arty) Kel
Age: 19
Race: Human (85%)/zombie (5%)/Vampire (5%)/Banshee (5%)
Appearance:
Personality: Cranky and serious, but he can be really sweet and carefree if he isn't out hunting anything-he also has a deep-down darkness that is a curse on his soul from his transfiguration, but he never dwells on it anymore now that he found the "cure" and "control".
History: Artim used to be an average human, that searched out the paranormal. He was what you could call "a meddler", always looking into things he shouldn't, but his unbridled curiosity always got the better of him. His specialty was the undead. He had killed many shades and spirits, and hates fairies the most, but was good friends with the fae folk (dwarves, elves, fae). What he did best however, was alchemy. He is very good at making the exact measurements for all kinds of potions. But this turned out to be his demise as when he was mixing a potion for himself, a little bit of vampire blood, ectoplasm (ghost blood, in this case a banshee), and mort(zombie) blood was accidentally mixed in. This nearly killed him, and turned him into an abomination. He had to live amongst vampires, and fell in love with a vampiress that twisted his mind into sympathy for vampires. He couldn't stand being the thing he hated most, so he found a cure in a soul of a guardian faery and transcendent sigilism (magic theorizing in dimensional shifting)-and fled from them, and resumed his duties as a hunter.
Abilities: He can drink a potion to excite one of his undead DNA qualities, giving him the temporary statistics and abilities of the creature, such as: Banshee shriek (not a full-out wail), slight vampiric speed and strength, weakness to sunlight, zombie berserk, unfeeling of pain etc. He is a grandmaster of Alchemy. He also has hunter abilities that aid him in resisting undead, those can also be implied.
Inventory: Numerous alchemical items, hunter weapons, but has a few basic items he uses most frequently, but he has many things to resist the supernatural. He has a large, modernized flint-lock pistol that fires many varieties of bullets, even rocks. He also has a small sawn-off rifle that he reassembled into a crude flamethrower. His silver gauntlets are his favorite weapon however, and he is an expert in a defensive martial art called She-Quan (an actual martial art, fools! XD)
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Gaia Name: GreyKirby
Character Name: Terran
Race: High-elf (60%)/Drow (30%)/Grey Dragon (10%)
Age: 805
Abilities: Luminescence elementalism (can create pure sunlight in an area around himself), ancient elven druidism, elven grace, Drow form, his armor can cause damage to undead creatures on touch.
Inventory: He prefers the use of his giant 7ft elven claymore larger than himself, but he can also use his right arm-which is a dragon's claw up to his shoulder. With the strength of the right arm, the claymore is very light-he wields it with one hand most of the time. He can also plant seeds and have them immediately germinate, but they are slightly shrunken from the quick transformation.
Bio: Terran was born into an old elven clan within a grey dragon egg from an embryo within his Drow mother which was transferred from her to the egg. From the egg, the high elves that raised him used clerical magic to remove most of his Drow taint with high elven DNA, the dragon within the egg was already dead, but him growing within the egg gave him the arm. The Grey Dragons were cursed by a dark dragon long ago, causing their first generation to die, making them a rare race. It was a Black Dragon of necromancy, but it was destroyed long ago.
Appearance:
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Username:GreyKirby
(RPC)Name:Volke
Age: 29
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Personality: A loner know-it-all, but favors good causes, a bit self-absorbed, enjoys his alone time a bit too much.
Appearance:
(current)Inventory: Small satchel smoke-bombs, kunai, shuriken, an unbreakable dull dagger named Coupe de Grace, five rusty daggers that return to him at will.
Abilities: Ninjaic training, rendering:wall-running, inhuman speed, common super critical hits, affinity for over-small weapons, affinity for throwing over-small weapons.
Other: Never dances, or gets intimidated. His favorite word is FOOL.
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Username: GreyKirby
(RPC)Name: Geldir
Age: 32
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Personality: Extremely self-absorbed, corrupted, will do any merc job for money. Is a bit mentally unstable, enjoys explosions and death a bit too much.
Appearance:
Abilities: Some ninjaic training, rendering: four step wall-running, 25% increase in speed.
Sailor merc life, rendering: firm footing, 25% increase to strength, gun affinity, beserk
Draklindross-see other
Other: There is a creature made of demonic flesh and shadow that devoured and possessed his soul. The creature can choose to hide within the body to stay safe from the light, or it can manifest itself as a black, red-eyed, demonic serpent with many tentacles protruding from the host's back. Direct contact with light harms the creature, causing it's flesh to blister and flake off, but darkness gives it strength, healing from light damage, and thicker tentacles. Eating hearts with souls in them gives it a bit more demonic flesh for it's serpentine self. It can detach itself, and wriggle around as a demon snake, but Geldir will go limp and lifeless until it returns.
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Gaia Username: GreyKirby
RPC Name: Riryn
Race: Corporeal Ghoul/Drow
Age: Indeterminate
Appearance:
Personality: Subservient, loyal unto death to Sabin, animalistic when he senses heat from living flesh. He enjoys bringing fear to his victims, and being a messenger for his master, he finds it to be his salvation in undeath.
Inventory: Various swallowed elven artifacts, 3ft long grisly ghoul claws, piranha-like teeth, ragged black armor that is half-shredded and forlorn-looking, heavily stained with blood.
History: Was a normal drow guard, now cursed by undeath with his soul under allowed control by Sabin.
Abilities: Cannot be harmed, or even be touched by ice, or any cold thing his cursed soul resists clerical magic against the undead.
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Victorian tears star
Username:victorian tears star
(RPC)Name: Kie horoshik
Age: 150
Race: Daemoes
Gender: Female
Personality:Sweet, kind, hot headed, short tempered, considerate
Appearance:
(current)Inventory:Water, rations, flute...ect.
Abilities: Summoning the tortured spirits
Other: She envies humans as she misses being one so much.
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Username:Victorian tears star
(RPC)Name: Julian Varaset the third
Age:4000
Race:Vampire
Gender: male
Personality: He is much like a Victorian gentleman, flattering, kind, honorable, and very manner orientated.
Appearance:
Abilities: Teleporting and walking through walls, he uses the shadows and can use mid control although he doesn't like to.
Other:He uses a deck of tarrot cards as a weapon imbuing them with magic, he is also skilled in fencing and the use of most swords.
((This is also him, it's him when he uses his shadow powers)
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echo-dono
Username: echo-dono
(RPC)Name: Ettbain but perfers Nia
Age: 4,800+
Race: Lunar Elf
Gender: female
Personality: laid-back, appears that she doesn't care about the world's conflict but she does and would do anything to get ride of the undeath that rules the realms. She gets irritated with people who lose their hope, because well that's one of the only things they have; with out it they don't stand a chance.
Appearance: 
(current)Inventory: a sword forged by a fallen star.
Abilities:elven magic: healing, talking to and feeling vibes from nature, she mostly deals with elemental magic,
Other: Nia has lived for a farely long time and seen many things. She's seen friends die, she's seen her friends join the wrong side, and she's been betrayed countless times, but she never gives up hope that one day the world will live in peace. That is one of the reasons she fights: peace. Many of her friends are dead, killed off by the demons and other evil henchmen of the undeath; so the people of her past are either gone or fighting for the wrong side.
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shen-feng-zhu
Username:shen-feng-zhu
(RPC)Name: Ken
Age: 18
Race: human/angel/wolf
Gender: male
Personality: fun, loner sometimes, shy
(current)Inventory: anything he can think of
Abilities: he can summon any weapon with just a thought that starts from a flame, he can summon a flame.
Other: he has a fun personality but is really sometimes shy, he does whatever he cans to save women and children
when he has his wings
when he's in his wolf/human form
appearance:sometimes black hair, sometimes blue hair, a staff of some sort, black wings, white trench coat with blue lines.
History: his whole family was killed by vampires and he is the sole survivor of his family. So he swore revenge on every one.
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Username:shen-feng-zhu
Name:jin
Age:16
Race:dragon/human
Gender: male
Personality:fun, fighter outgoing
Appearance:
(current)Inventory:just a long sword
Abilities:High-Jump
Other: he's best friends with ken, hates vampires since they turn his parents into them. then he's parents tried to kill him when they turned.
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czar_the_lover
Username: czar_the_lover
(RPC)Name: Arì
Age: ?
Race: Elf
Gender: Male
Personality: he is very stubborn and you will probably have to yell or hit him if you want him to do something against his will. He is a bit childish, but is loyal to people he likes. Some people would dub him a feral child, he barely has manners and usually blurts out anything that is in his thick little head. But he does have his moments were he is very sweet and kind. Based on the way he acts you would think he is a child, but his height tells you he isn't.
Appearance: 
(current)Inventory: He has a simple sword, the only thing left of his family.
Abilities: He has a rather unique fighting style, he incorporates light and elemental magic with his sword and can burn the flesh of evil with just one touch. He doesn't like using magic without using his sword too, so you will probably never see him use spells. The only spell he will use most often is the transporting spell, it takes a lot of magic but he can transport himself anywhere that he's already been before.
Other: He has no family, that is probably why he is a bit of a wild person. 
