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[Misuto Vapira]

Aye, This is the list of members and soforth.
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[Caleb Gairaigo]

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Caleb Tarib Gairaigo
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Race: Human
Age: 23
Gender: Male

Personality:
He's a clown when at leisure, but angry and serious when working. Caleb is carefree when he's not threatened or anything, oftentimes flirting with ladies when he's at a pub. Caleb doesn't drink alcohol, for he needs to focus when things become serious. He was once too drunk to fight, and lost everything he had one night to a gang of rogues. After that night, he swore off alcohol.

Weapons & Gear: A shirt of a medium, spring green hue covers his upper body, hiding an above-average muscular build. It is made of a soft material, cotton or wool. His pants were a little tougher, made of some kind of leather, and pigmented a deep, dark, firebrick red. The boots that cover his feet were made up of a similar material, only tougher, and more of a sienna than firebrick. Hanging from his shoulders is a heavy trenchcoat. This is made up of the dark, firebrick red leather on the outside, with a chainmail liner sewn into the inside. Various straps and pockets are sewn into the inside over the chainmail. These hold an assortment of items... various papers and small tools. Hidden from view most of the time by his coat, on his belt hangs a three foot gladius. Named 'Ashura' by its previous owner, Caleb relieved it from an opponent of his in his younger years. The gladius is a blade designed for blocking and stabbing vital areas more than hacking and slashing. Inscribed onto the blade are various runes. Caleb has had these runes looked at many times, and no one has been able to translate them for him. Still, the blade is sharp, and good for hand-to-hand fights. Tied with a thin rope across his chest, a large wooden crossbow hangs attached to his back. This, Caleb takes most care in, as it is his main weapon. Attached to his right thigh is a quiver, holding at least a dozen or two crossbow bolts.
*Sometimes the crossbow is replaced by a modifyed shotgun.

Paralykinesis Bolts - Caleb has cast a charm on half of his bolts, a charm that reacts with the opponent?s chi. the moment the bolt would pierce the skin, the charm would react with the inflicted person's biorhythms, stopping them completely, and rendering the victim motionless. How long this charm would last depends on the victim's chi strength, as a strong-willed demon may not be as inflicted as a young neko would be. But, most of the time the effect never activates

Basic Swordfighting Skills - Caleb's no amateur swordsman. He can hold his own in a fight with his blade. He practices with his blade when he stops to rest while traveling.

Missile Accuracy - His eyes are a strange glowing orange, pupils swirled with the irises. This increases his aptitude with missiles, mostly his crossbow shots.

Hawkeye Strike - A concentrated chi-blast with his crossbow. By infusing a bolt with his own chakra, Caleb can release a blast capable of piercing tempered steel. Inaccurate at long ranges, and completely wears out the user if used three times.

Runic Enchant - The runes on Caleb's gladius can be activated to make the blade as light as a feather, and too easy to wield. With this enchantment, Caleb can move and swing the blade faster than the eye can see. Now the question is how to activate the enchantment?

The Tower Of Light - An all powerful protection enchantment. Caleb can only use it on an emotional high, and it consumes all of his spiritual energy.
A blue orb of energy surrounds his body as he begins the enchantment, a protective barrier. He moves his hand in front of his chest and holds it palm up. A silver orb grows from his hand as he stares at it with his swirled, fire-orange eyes. The orb reaches a sufficient size; about as big as a basketball, he holds it up, above his head and places it in the apex of the egg-shaped sphere. He lowers his hand and immediately, the silver orb begins to spin. As it spins, faster and faster, it lets loose a rain of silver sparks inside the sphere. The sparks enshroud around Caleb, the shield ...filling with the sparks. Soon the sphere dissipated and the sparks filled the sphere so much, that you can't even see the man inside. All at once, the sparks are sucked into Caleb's body, giving his body a brilliant outline of silver.
This barrier can protect his body from melee and energy attacks, but it quickly strains Caleb's body. Caleb cannot keep this enchantment working for very long because of the sheer strain it puts on his mind and body.

RP Example:
A traveler from town to town comes trudging along the road. A masculine frame was this traveler, accented by the garb he wore and the relatively short, unkempt, apple-red hair upon his head. What the man wore, was it a green-hued silken shirt? Was this accompanied by a dark, almost red pair of slacks? These clothes were hard to see, as they were nearly completely hidden from view by a trenchcoat hanging heavily from the figure's shoulders to his ankles. This coat, seemingly commonplace these days, was a deep brown-red color. This was an odd color, but not an unnatural one. Tough dark-hide leather boots grounded this man securely to the dirt beneath him. In the dim moonlight, his skin looked almost black. This man was exotic no doubt, an irregular skin pigment from the normally ice-white tones of most of the women in this era.
This wanderer's eyes were hidden from other gazes by his eyelids, he came to a stop outside a tavern, hands in pockets. Inspecting the exterior, admiring the structure, architecture, and material of that building, the man stood with fiery-orange irises almost glowing in the dim light of the moon. A strong, gloved hand would reach for the front door of the tavern, twisting the handle, and unhinging the latch that kept the large door of the tavern closed to the wind and weather of the outside. Stepping inside, his boots made their presence known against the hard wooden floor of the pub. He closed the door with a thud, and as he walked to the bar, he scanned the interior of its inhabitants. None looked familiar tonight. Caleb shrugged and sat down at a stool at the bar.
Placing a few coins on the bar that he pulled out of the inside of his coat, he ordered a double-shot of whiskey. The coins hit the bar and cried out with the sound of wind chimes. Caleb could immediately feel the eyes of rogues and thieves burning at him. He disregarded it though, if they really wanted his money, they wouldn?t see tomorrow. The man with the apple red hair received his glass filled with his poison. While downing it, the eyes of a pretty young girl caught his. Almost as if it was expected of him, Caleb ordered the girl a drink, and they got to talking.
One thing led to another, and eventually the girl dragged the now intoxicated Caleb outside and to the back of the pub, where they ?wouldn?t be disturbed?. Caleb looked into the girl?s eyes, and then realized his mouth was touching hers. He closed his eyes and allowed her tongue into his mouth. It tasted almost sweet, like she had eaten something sugary recently. He then pushed his tongue into the depths of her mouth. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain on his tongue, as if someone drove a nail through it. He had cut himself? On her teeth!? He pulled back from the girl?s face, and looked at her in a drunken surprise. His own blood was dripping down her chin, and she gave him an almost animalistic stare. It was a stare of wanting, a stare of longing. She lunged forward and knocked Caleb off his feet. Caleb was now thoroughly sure this wasn?t right, and struggled against abnormal strength against the young vampire.
He was pinned, and he could feel her cold breath on his neck. Caleb began panicking. He strained to remember his enchantment that he hardly ever used? ?The pillar of the sun!? he screamed in his mind. No, that isn?t it? He felt a drop of his own blood fall from the girl?s chin onto his flesh. Oh s**t? Tower of Light! He screamed in his mind as he concentrated on the blue sphere of energy that should shoot forth from his body. Immediately, the weight upon his body was lifted, and the vampire was thrown onto the dirt a few feet away. Instinctively, Caleb began to think of the happiest times of his life, and put them into a silver sphere of energy that grew from his palm. The girl was climbing to her feet, glaring at him in a ruthless stare, bearing her fangs, when Caleb put that ball of silver into the apex of the egg-shaped sphere of blue protection that surrounded him. He concentrated on it as much as he could. The sphere began raining silver sparks all over Caleb?s body, and he could feel himself gaining a warm glow. He re-opened his eyes and glared at the girl who was poised to jump at him. She hissed when he looked into her eyes. He glared at her with an arrogant attitude in his movements.
Soon, the blue shield dissipated, and the vampire jumped to strike. With speed that rivaled her own power, Caleb shot forth and knocked her back to the ground with a swift palm to the chest. Not wanting to face that kind of surprising strength any longer, the girl turned tail and fled. Sighing, Caleb fell back against the wall of the tavern, and slid to the ground. It was there the man passed out until daybreak, when he realized what that night had done to him.  

[Hana Kurosaki]

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Hana Ailis Kurosaki
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Race: Possessed Human
Age: 18
Gender: Female

Personality: Hana is very quiet and withdrawn. She rarely speaks unless it's important, or unless someone else initiates the conversation. She is very serious and rarely tells or understands the humor of jokes. She tends to take things very literally at times, though she can usually pick up on sarcasm, and may dish out a little herself. However, she is very patient with people, and can usually take people’s idiocy. She hates being stared at, though…especially by men.

Weapons & Gear: Hana has one unwritten rule: all of her clothes are black. Her norm is black denim a mini skirt with a tight, black tank top and thigh high leather boots that lace up the front and buckle at the top. She wears a fingerless leather close on her left hand to cover up the scars on her wrist. She has two belts, one tighter and hugging to her, helping to hold her skirt up and also serving to hold her sword. The other hangs loosely over her waist, serving to hold her traveling pack. The belts may vary between two brown leather ones with buckles, or two purple cloth ones with silver rings. Also, the skirt may be replaced by tight black pants. Sometimes she alternates between a black duster sweater with purple angel wing designs on the back and slightly flared sleeves, or a long black cloak.

Wakizashi - Her sword—18 inches long with a slightly curved blade. The blade is not worn, and barely seems to have been used at all. Hana prefers to solve problems without the use of violence. The sheath is black and smoothly polished; the hilt is gold, and two purple tassels hang from the base of the sword decoratively. Though the weapon is not used often, she does know how to wield it effectively for both offensive and defensive purposes.

Throwing Stars - Hana has a set of silver throwing stars tucked into the front pocket of her little leather pack. She had extremely good aim; of course her ability to guide the stars with her mind helps with that a lot.

Abilities: Hana has been capable of seeing and speaking with spirits since she was a child. Long ago, she had trouble distinguishing the living from the dead, though now she can feel the difference.

Telekinesis - As a child, things tended to break or fly around when she became upset. Hana’s powers have grown immensely since then, and she is now able to control that power. However, when she is extremely frightened or angry, glass may still tend to shatter around her.

Telepathy - Hana has also been cursed with the ability to hear the thoughts of those around her. She had become so accustomed to it, that she is easily able to block them out, though sometimes her own might escape her mind, and float into someone else’s. It becomes easier for her to read the mind of a particular person from a greater distance once she has been around them for a while.

Shock Wave - This usually occurs when Hana is pinned or cornered. On occasion when she panics, a strong “electrical” wave will emit from her and knock away her opponent. The technique hits the opponent more mentally than physically, though it has caused mild to serious burns on the opponents hands if they are holding her when it occurs. On a mentally stable opponent it may no little more than knock them away or knock them out. However, the weaker the mentality of the attacker, the more damaging it will be. Sometimes, it is jokingly referred to as her “mental Bazooka.”

RP Example: ((To come soon))  

[Rayne Bloodstone]

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Rayne Bloodstone
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Race: Human/Unknown
Age: 21
Gender:Female

Personality: Rayne is always on guard even while surrounded by friends though she has very few. If and when she feels comfortable she is a much laid back person and tends to joke around and act sarcastic in a playful way. She is easily irritated by almost everyone except for those special few. Very few may touch her and if you are not one of the privileged you will be lucky to walk away with all limbs attached. The only time she is truly happy is when it is raining.

Weapons & Gear: Mostly you will see Rayne in all black. A tight black leather top and a pair of baggy male-like pants with silk on the inside. It is rare to see her with many other colors on but if you do they are all very dark. She also wears a black cloak that helps to hide her weapons. When a battle is coming she will pull off her baggy pants to reveal a pair of tight leather pants underneath and a pair of large black boots with 3” blades in each toe. Her most prized possession that you will see on her at all times is her arm blades that her only care taker gave to her before the woman was slaughtered. One on each arm they are strapped to her wrists and lower forearms. The blades are slightly curved at the ends. They stretch to over 3’ in length. Attached to each outer thigh are small pouches that look like carrying bags. They hold each 6 throwing knifes with dragons etched on the smooth sides.

Spider Creeper: Almost a foot in length this knife is strapped to her back to lay against her spine with the blade pointed up. The hilt is a vivid green with a black spider painted over it. This weapon is rarely used.

Blade Whip: Attached to her left hip is a 46 ½” whip with over 21 stainless steel disks that are almost as sharp as her arm blades. Though she has never used this weapon in combat before, during her small breaks she likes to practice with the whip.

Nyte Vision: During the day Rayne’s vision is dulled dramatically while many others’s vision sharpens. At times Rayne will retreat from the light due to the pain it causes her eyes. This makes her vulnerable. At night her vision is sharper and even better than a human’s during the clearest day. This is why Rayne prefers to travel at night.

Abilities: Though Rayne has fairly good control over her powers she still finds herself accidently “disappearing”.

Teleportation: This is Rayne’s most difficult power to control. As a child she would find herself either minutes or hours away from her home. Though she has learned how to control this power during the day unless she is frightened she has not learned how to fully control it while she sleeps. Many times she has found herself in very unfamiliar places then where she was before she laid her head down. She does not know if she can teleport other people with her or not.

Biokiniesis: This is Rayne’s favorite power because this allows her to heal not only her wounds but other’s as well. She can easily repair tissue just as easily as she can restart/stop a person’s heart.

Clairsentience: Also known as being an Empath, this gives her the ability to perceive the atmosphere or origin of a person, place and even thing. Being an Empath also allows her to feel what others are feeling. She strongly dislikes this power.

PR Example: {[To Come Soon]}