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Name: Decruda Blackvale
Alias: The Defiler
Race: Human - Tainted - Clone
Age: 27
Height: 177 cm
Weight: 83 kg
Eye Color: Black, Inverted
Hair Color: Ebony
Complexion: Fair
Gender: Male
Class: Necrotic Spellsword, Former Ranger
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Patron Deity: Orcus
Weapons/Armor/Equipment: Enchanted Scimitar (Corpse Cutter), glass dagger, blowgun, leather armor, leather satchel, several vials, spell components in various small pouches, spell book, scroll cases, embalming potions, secret chest
Appearance: Decruda is literally a man of a thousand faces, highly skilled in the fell art of grafting, he may change his face by taking those of others, preserving them, and wearing them as masks, but his inverted eyes always remain the same unless hidden under a magical guise. His medium length hair is generally dark, as are his clothes, which clash against his fair skin which does not see the light of day as often as it should. He wears a midnight colored leather vest embroidered with a leering skull in its front overtop of a single sleeved shirt, and usually is cloaked in black. The shirt beneath the leather armour is similar to a mage’s robe; the single sleeve over his left arm is large and inlaid with runes while the bottom part of the shirt partially drapes down over the upper portion of his legs. His right arm however, though missing a sleeve, has a long strip of bristly animal fur connected to it by bands of black leather with small silver pins around his arm and ending at his wrist, where a silver bracelet inlaid with blood red runes are located.

Though his body may appear whole, this not true. During his tainting, a ritual to infuse the essence of a fiend into his body, he lost his left arm, as well as his left leg. This disfigurement is counteracted by his grafting ability, perfected by it, which he may take preserved limbs of fresh corpses to replace such limbs or discard them as needed. Also, he commonly replaces the space of his left arm with that of a ghoul’s, giving him a natural claw weapon which may paralyze those struck by it.

He wears his weapons and equipment very plainly. On his belt are countless pouches filled with spell components, and hanging from that, are scroll cases, and a single larger pouch which contains potions and his spellbook. The glass dagger is carried in a scabbard at his left hip, and his scimitar is located at his right side, closer to his back.

With the destruction of his original body though, now inhabiting that of a clone, his body is completely whole, except he has removed his own face so that his grafting and disguises remain a possibility. If ever he should lose his natural limbs however, he would care little to reattach them so that he may once again graft artificial limbs.
Personality: Unlike many of the typical rangers one usually sees, Decruda was always different. He was less serious and ‘hardened’ like many others, but he made up for that by being very naturally talented. Oddly enough, he is a very civilized person, speaking with etiquette whether he tells the truth, or lies, which he seems to be able to do rather well.

Deceptive and cunning, his small and minor actions which are often ignored by many and thought to be idle usually play together into a large well thought out plan. This is actually because he is very intelligent, very likely a genius. And he knows this. In fact, he may even appear quite arrogant at times with a superiority complex, quite often underestimating others. However, the casual air he surrounds himself in is only another front to hide his scheming mind; subjects are expendable pawns, and everyone is an enemy.

Name: Turriens Vlacanos
Alias: N/A
Race: Half-elf
Age: 96
Height: 169 cm
Weight: 47 kg
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Brown
Complexion: Fair
Gender: Male
Class: Swashbuckler
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Patron Deity: None
Weapons/Armor/Equipment: Rapier, main gauche, backpack, throwing knives (3), rope and grapnel, and a few odds and ends in the pack.
Appearance: Turriens looks as if he was a young adult human. His ears are covered by his shoulder length hair, hiding his elven heritage. Furthermore, he has a neatly trimmed mustache and goatee, facial hair to aid in his disguise. He is usually found wearing different clothes whenever he is found, yet they share the same basics. He wears a large hat with a large plume on it, a cape, a loose and flowing shirt, a vest overtop of the shirt, trousers, and black riding boots. Other than the boots, his attire is always bright and the colors don’t match. He usually carries himself with a dumb smile that seems to make him look clueless.
Personality: The happy-go-lucky swashbuckler is always in a cheerful mood, carefree and somewhat aloof. Sometimes he’s overly loud, making declarations while at other times he just watches with vacant eyes and a smile. He is fun loving, but quite readily stupid.

Lacking a short term memory, Turriens usually forgets little things and in the end, it comes back to bite him in the a**.

Name: Kraun
Alias: Providence, the Hand of God, Absolute Equilibrium
Race: Avatar - Chinese Dragon (Lóng, Celestial Dragon), Abomination
Age: Eternal
Height: 252 cm
Weight: 75 kg
Eye Color: Pure Mercury
Hair Color: White
Complexion: Ethereal White
Gender: Male
Class: Monk
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Patron Deity: Io
Appearance: Kraun’s appearance is very alien in nature; his flesh is literally as pale as a ghost, his eyes are nothing but reflective liquid mercury orbs that lack both pupils and irises, and his long straight white hair that goes just past his waist, neatly parted down the center to cover the sides of his face. His body structure is extremely elongated; thin and lanky with narrow shoulders, emaciated to a point where he is almost skeletal with a highly wiry and sinuous frame of mostly tendon and sinew, complete with extremely long spindly limbs that make up most of his body length, disproportional as opposed to a regular body. His facial features are well defined, sharply angled and chiseled, but neither masculine nor feminine; it is rather ambiguous. But the most striking feature is that he never shows emotions or expressions, making him seem cold and emotionless; his body itself reflects this as it seems to be at a constant temperature of zero degrees centigrade; his touch is as cold as ice and his complexion is like that of a frozen corpse or a ghost.

The monk wears black pants and black boots, both of which are strapped with small black leather belts and buckles, two at each thigh and three on each boot over the calves. He also wears long black fingerless gloves that just go up past his elbows and what appears to be the lower half of a set of heavy long robes wrapped around his waist, hanging down to his ankles; they appear like a dress, slit twice in the front at the legs to provide free movement; they are also black. Beneath the long fingerless gloves he wears, a system of keratinous glistening white plates and spines on his forearms are present, growing directly from his bones and out of his flesh, five plates in all with three spines whose tips and forward edges are similar to blades growing out the end of each, the tips of the spines slice cleanly through the gloves and protrude from it, between the plates. He also has small plates on his knuckles, the joints of his fingers, a row running down his spine, and larger plates over his shins, but those are usually covered by the boots, and between each of these plates over his spine, there are also small spines which he can extend and angle like the ones on his arms. In fact, even his hair is artificial, as he is not mammalian; he has no mammalian glands and his body is completely hairless save for the artificial hair on his head which is of the same make-up as the spines and plates that grow out of his body. He usually carries a long string of plain grey perfectly spherical beads, twenty-seven in all, each one centimetre in diameter. These shu-zhu, or 27-count prayer beads, he usually has wrapped around his left wrist and hand in a double loop, the intersecting point usually found at the inside of his wrist.
Personality: Though Kraun naturally takes the physical form of a full blooded dragon, he thinks of himself as some sort of hybrid, a monster, an abomination, due to his altered physical state. He lives a life led by a strict ascetic discipline. When he speaks, his monotone voice is soft and usually quiet, barely ever saying more than necessary. When he looks at someone, he seems to look through them with his cursed gaze instead of at them, as if they don't exist, exactly like a blind person would.

He prefers to avoid conflicts and tries to settle disputes with words, yet is not unwilling to fight if need be. However, he will never be the one to start a fight or look for one, and being a humble man, he has little pride and self worth. He usually appears to be quiet and full of apathy, to strangers, it makes him seem cold and emotionless; his speech is extremely laconic. And if not for this, people would believe he is mute.

He is unable to feel emotions as he has no purpose to, being but a tool of god. If not for this, he would be mentally unstable, being one which sees and hears everything. Out of battle, he is as his normal self, at least as normal as he can be, but when he enters combat, he seems to be someone else entirely; his usual slow and gentle movements are replaced with lightning quick strikes and flowing, monstrously unreal motions.




Name: Sindova
Alias: Grace, the Voice of God, Absolute Equilibrium
Race: Avatar - Chinese Dragon (Lóng, Celestial Dragon)
Age: Eternal
Height: 173 cm
Weight: 54 kg
Measurements: 83-58-83 cm
Eye Color: Pure Mercury
Hair Color: White
Complexion: Ethereal White
Gender: Female
Class: Monk
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Patron Deity: Io
Appearance Essentially, Sindova is the same as Kraun but for some minor differences. Similar to Kraun, Sindova's flesh is horribly pale, her eyes are the same mercury pools, and her chin length hair is also a glistening white. Her facial bone structure however, is slightly different, softer, more feminine, attributing to the fact that they are essentially the same being. However, unlike Kraun, Sindova's body and proportions are normal. Her overall body shape is similar to that of a model's, thin with subtle curves, but not excessively thin like Kraun's to a state of being emaciated. If Kraun is the yin, then Sindova is the yang, essentially his opposite.

Her clothing is very similar to his, however, there are slight differences. Though every piece of clothing is black, her clothing differs for she wears black gloves that go all the way up her arms, stopping at the shoulders, leaving them bare, a sleaveless black jacket which is open but for two buttons in the center, long thigh length black boots, and large robes in a similar manner as Kraun. Also, like the man, she exhibits small belts and buckles on her clothing; two on the calves, one above the knees, and two on her upper arms. The major difference between the two however, is that Sindova does not have spines and plates protruding from her body.
Personality Unlike Kraun, her personality is vastly different. She is outgoing, warm, full of emotion, unlike the man who's like ice. Her gaze and tone of voice is very real and natural. And while Kraun prefers to avoid combat, Sindova accepts it and will eagerly jump into the fray given the chance, as her playful and teasing personality is a polar opposite to the stern man's.