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Name: Lord Yawgmoth
Race: Undeterrmined (read below for more explination)
Gender: Male
Age: Undeterrmined. There is a big gap in the historical documentation of Yawgmoth's life span leaving his age to be guessed within a few years.
Weight: 286 pounds
Height: 6' 6''

Appearance: Yawgmoth stands at a very impressive 6'6'' towering over most beings. Every pound of his weight is muscle mass making his chest and shoulders very broad and imposing. His arms and legs run the same manner fit to a tee with muscle mass. Adorning his head is short cut fire red hair that is often messy and unkept due to his lack of wanting to bother with his hair style. Yawgmoth's iris' gleam with a deep set crimson light that some would say glow in the pitch black darkness. His tanned skinned face and body is that of a handsome chizzled warrior. Ending his appearence is a thick black tail around 3'' near the base and 1'' near the tip which ends in a fine point and flows from his backside for a distance of 5'4''.

Persona: Yawgmoth is deemed by most to be insane. He talks about himself in plural words not singular for reasons only known to himself. Example he will say "We" "us" "our" instead of "I" "me" "my". He is arrogant, egocentric and rude to those he feels are inferior creatures. Often described as 'Power Mad' he will do whatever it takes to ensure he is the alpha in any setting.

Weapons (if any) : Yawgmoth dislikes weaponry enough to never use them. If he's forced to his choice is usually something barbaric like a dual sided axe or broadsword.

Fighting Style: Power Fighting. The art of using overwhelming physical strength to dominante opponents.

Abilities: Shadow Mastery - The first and foremost art Yawgmoth decided to become a master at. Any magics dark or shadowy he uses and as an added bonus to being a master of the said art is immune to attacks based in these elements with the converse weaknesses to Holy and Light based magic.

Semi-Shapeshifting - Yawgmoth can only assume two forms. The humanoid form described above and a shapeless mass of black with red eyes. Used to squeeze under doors, in between cracks on the floor, slither away from danger etc.

Overwhelming Physical Strength - Due to his size and weight in muscle Yawgmoth has the edge in physical strength over most beings being able to out muscle even the most competitive fighter. Not that this is a sure fire win in battle as bouts are won on more then physical strength but in fights fist on fist Yawgmoth will usuall emerge the victor.

Planeshifting Matrix - Within his body lies a magical matrix of power that runs off of its own powers seperate from all his systems. When fully charged (which takes a good ten to twenty minutes depending on how much focus he can add at one time) it is able discharge and fling him into a near instantaneous warp over great distances. Faster then normal teleportation and normal it comes at a high price. The charge time is long and the discharge leaves him winded and makes the next charge (assuming he tries more then once in a fight/sitution) take longer to reboot.

Natural Abilities - Hardened Skin - Through a life of war his skin has built up resistence to physical strikes and direct hits making it rougher then normal.

Extra Potent sense of hearing - Again blame war for him training his ears to pick up even the slightest ruffles keeping him very alert

Abnormal Body Heat - For an unknown reason Yawgmoth's body exerts more heat then normal also keep an internal temperature on average three or four degrees higher then the average human. This does not seem to effect his performence in any task and is sometimes seen as a weird advantage.

Biography: A young Thran by another name Yawgmoth advanced himself through schools and became what people would call a nerd. A great scientist working for the state to solve numerous problems. Together with a lifetime friend Yawgmoth was asked to solve an energy crisis for the state. Thinking he had found the solution in odd stones that generated magical powers he and his friend built a machine to harness the energy given off by the stones. During the test run something wasn't going quite right, the machine refused to draw the energy right away. Going out to check while his friend remained behind a safe barrier the machine kicked in full gear and sucked all the energy from the stones around it. Such a rush of power overloaded the machine and it exploded releasing all the stored magical energy directly onto Yawgmoth. After twisting his body into near abomination he found himself reformed. Into what he is seen as today. Different, stronger, faster, and power mad. Using his new found powers he destroyed his people using their own technological advances against them. Yawgmoth wandered an empty world for an uncharted amount of time thus the non accountment for his age. It is rumored he is 'unaging' by time but killable by combat and magic. While this has never been confirmed one would assume that given the age of Thran race is a few hundred thousand years behind that it is true. Whatever happened on the Thran homeworld or to it has been lost in time. Yawgmoth has since moved from world to world to solidfy his power as a tyrannical ruler and gain what he wants. Total control of all life.

((Note: To you Magic: The Gathering fans, Thran and Yawg are ideas based from the game but the character as you can tell is clearly different from the Yawgmoth created by Hasbro. Just a fair note. Thanks ^^))

User: Demir23
=Main Character=
Name: Anji Kurasawa
Known as: Red Dawn
Age: 22
Sex: Male
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 190
Race: Human
Class: Warrior, Ronin
Weapon Specialty: nagamaki
Powers: shadow dance (level 2), ogre slayer (level 1), wind cutter (level 1)

Personality: Though not one to start a conversation, he is fairly open and trusting due to his lack of experience. He tends to be laid back and kind, however if he becomes agitated he becomes cold and full of anger.
Description: He has shaggy dark red hair which hangs disarrayed around his face and almost goes down to his shoulders. His left ear is pierced with three silver studs along the bottom ridge and he has two silver studs above his right eyebrow at the far right hand side of his face. His eyes are a dark green, however they have been rumored to flash red when he is under stress. He wears a dark green shirt with a white symbol on the back which is partially obscured by his sword and long sleeves with cuts along the inside arm, making it easy to wield his sword. He also wear baggy black pants with a silver chain hanging down the right leg from the pocket to slightly below the knee. He is wearing black boots which are partially covered by his pants, and has a small silver cross which hangs around his neck. Is often seen wearing a dark green cloak overtop.

Physique: Standing tall at 6'2", he has a fairly lanky yet muscular physique. His muscle tone is well defined yet not bulky, allowing him to move fluidly and be very flexible.

Background: From the day he was born, Anji was an orphan. Yet he was fortunate enough to have been orphaned in the small town of Ririn. There the orphans lived in a dojo which was run by a strict old man, Kyrla, who was also a master of martial arts. In return for helping around the dojo and training under him, Kyrla provided the children with food, housing, and tutelage. Many of the children raised there became his apprentices and became citizens of the village, doing jobs for people who required bodyguards, fighters, assistants, or even assassins. However, this was not enough for Anji. Training fervently, he quickly became highly skilled with a variety of fighting styles and weapons. One day , when he was just 14 years old, he told his master that he was leaving. The master challenged him to a duel. The fight was swift and bitter. Kyrla won easily, making a fool out of his former student. Kyrla kicked Anji out of the village, leaving him with only enough supplies for a few days and a nagamaki which was too big for him at the time. Kyrla's parting words to him were as follows. "Train with that sword and seek out your fortune across the lands. And when you finally become strong enough to defeat me with that blade, return. Until that day, leave us." With these words burned into his mind, Anji set off to determine his own destiny. He trained his skills and wandered the lands as a mercenary, growing stronger from day to day. Now 22, Anji travels under the alias of Red Dawn and awaits the day when he can finally return to his village and prove himself.

Name: Yuri
Nickname: Yu
Age: 15
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Height: 5’6”
Weight: 130
Class: Servant/Bodyguard
Weapon: None
Powers: Temporal Distortion, Fluctuate, Warp, Channel
Personality: Seems to almost be lacking in personality, as his emotional state has been scarred. He does not openly display emotion unless under extreme stress, though subconsciously he craves acceptance.
Appearance: Yuri has a fairly nondescript appearance, his build nothing spectacular to look at. He has silver hair which hangs down around his face and dangles in front of his eyes, almost coming down to his shoulders in the back and sides. He has slightly larger than normal silver eyes which hold a dull look to them, almost as though they are always out of focus. He wears a black, almost school boyish, uniform, which hugs his body as he moves, complete with silver buttons and studs. He wears matching black shoes, giving him a clean cut appearance, yet there is a strange air of nonchalance behind this formal appearance.
Bio: Yuri doesn’t remember much of his past, save for sporadic images and brief flashes of memory now and again. What he does remember is waking up in the middle of a small crater in the midst of a strange forest, on his own. Feeling empty, almost as though he couldn’t remember himself along with his past, he began his mindless wandering. He is searching for nothing more than acceptance and someone who will give him a purpose in life. That is his one and only goal….