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 Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 10:50 pm
Name: drake
Age: 19
Race: demon/ half dragon
Apperence: avi (i might draw a pick for better RP)
Weapons (if any): staff/swords and claws/tail
Armor (if any): elemental sorbing
Fighting style (if any): unknown
Special abilities (if any): summoner(2dragons) skill learner/teacher, master of all weapons, spell deflecting(cant deflect every time)
Other info/ backround:some say i was the right hand man of the Devil him self when he ruled!.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 7:37 am
Name: Leto De,Ghym Age: 41 ( Just out o his teens by drow standards so about 21 ) Race: Half Drow Apperence:  Weapons (if any): A small Steel bracelet that transforms and to a small levitating spiked mace controlled with thought. Armor (if any): His piwafwi a cloak used by the drow that is not only incredibly sturdy but cloaks its users in darkness making it nearly invisible at night it also shields its owner from being seen in the realm of light and the infrared spectrum. His robes allso have the ability to absorb minor magic cast at him. Fighting style (if any): Special abilities (if any): Drow Racial traits which consist of globes of darkness and levitation at will. Other than that his arcane sorcerer abilities and spells. Other info/ backround: His mother was a human slave of House De,Ghym one of the lesser noble houses of menzoberranzan. She was the favored play thing of the houses head wizard when she became pregnant he allowed her to give birth more out of curiosity then any thing else. Leto was destined to be a slave him self until it was discovered he had potential to be great in the arcane arts. When he was old enough to be he was taken away from his mother and thus began his training under his father tutelage.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 10:46 pm
Name: Anarane AncalimonAge: 250Gender: femaleRace: Elven VampireMagic: Elemental: Blessed by the eleven wood goodness she is able to use wind, fire, water, and light, her dragon when they combined minds gave her the gift of orbs to combine with her own magic.Weapons: Two dragger both hold the feather of a phoenix (life) a horn of a unicorn (pure of heart/love) and dragoon blood (strength) Each given freely apron the time of there deaths. One drop placed from the cap end can keep her alive or bring her back from death. She can also wield a sword and draw a bow.Fighting style: she is the first admit she is not much with her hands and prefers her magic and weapons. But with her vampirestic movements and strength she can hold her own when the need arises.Family: FoxSignificant other: Lover CrowAppearance: Red sparkling hair adorns her face and hangs freely down her back, pale soft skin with red luscious lip and grey green eyes a cute upturn nose and long lashes all adds to her beauty. She stands 5’4” and has a natural curvy body although she is slight of build. Her only flay is a scar the shape of a moon on her right shoulder.
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My Story:
I was once a woodland eleven princess. I led a very sheltered life cutoff from the real world. Our people clung to the old ways and wanted to keep the new ways of the world out. Very few visitors were left in and when they were they had strict rules to follow. Only in privet counsel would the out side world be discussed. Of course I was not yet able to sit on thee, though I did my fair share of listening in.
As I said I was once an eleven princess I am that no more. I was turned into a vampire by whom I do not know, for what purpose I was to serve is still unclear to me. I can tell you only this. I had fallen to sleep reading a book under a tree. I was awoken by a sharp pain in my shoulder strong arms were locked around me and I felt my life draining away. Just when I though I would die I tasted warm metallic liquid fill my mouth. For reasons I did not understand I drank deep from it feeling life flow back though me. A hand was placed on my head and the last word I heard was “sleep” in which I did.
When I awoke it was in a dark tomb but yet I could see clearly. A tall strong man sat before me long white hair hung down his back dark black eyes glowing red around the edges felt liked they were penetrating my soul. He spoke in a deep voice “Speak not, but listen well. We travel by night to meet your new master. There all will be explained, you are to obey my commands. I am the one who turned you but my own bonds means I am not your master. Now drink and be strong.’
He then bit into his arm and forced it to my lips I tried to turn away but he forced my head down and once I tasted the warm blood my body took over. I drank deeply till he pulled it away. Staring at him in horror I asked “What have you done to me!” his reply was “I have turned you into the most beautiful creature an eleven vampire in time with training you my dear shall become strong and please my master greatly he has great plans for you.”
“Vampire, vampire!” I hissed and recoiled in horror. Vampires were evil vile things, undead that walked the earth at night killing for there own enjoyment. He spoke again in a calm voice "My child you have been told lies, in time you will learn the truth now rest we travel at night break.”
Ana laid awake growing accustom to her new eye sight though all was dark in the tomb she could see clearly though it was different then normal vision. Her mind try to absorb the though that she was now a vampire the though of it turned her stomach and made her sick. Was she not told the only good vampire was a dead one?
By the third day on there journey a pattern was established and a plane had formed in Ana’s mind. Sleep during the day, take flight in his arms at night watch him feed take flight again then she would feed from him by force and then they would sleep somewhere dark where the son could not reach them.
On the fourth day she decided now was the time. Once the strong vampire was asleep she crept from the cave and stood watching the sun rise awaiting her fate the sun did rise higher and higher in the sky and Ana’s skin did heat up but yet she was still alive. Fate had met her and gifted her as a day walker. At once she no longer wanted to die.
Quickly Ana called on the elements setting a ring of fire around the door and a glow of light around the cave. Her spells would not last but give her a few days to get away to go back home again.
Once at home she had thought they would over look the fact she had been turned but her father was horrified and locked her in a cell. While they held a high counsel for many days. No one was to come and see her though her younger sister had snuck her each day glasses of faewine mixed with animal blood in them. It was not much but enough to keep her hunger slightly at bay.
After a week in the cell her father came to her but refused to look at her. “It has been decided death shall not come to you by our hands, if the great god and goddess wishes this so they shall be the one to see it through. Though your death shall not be on our hands nor will the deaths of our people though you. Today I king of Abram hear by banishes you, hence forth you shall never return.”
I was lead out side where all of my people were lined up on the street as I passed one by one they turned there backs on me. At the main gate my mother handed me, her two daggers passed down from her mothers side of the family for generations, my mother gave my father a look that said try to stop me. As I walked through the gate my father closed the door of the gate with a loud bang. As she walked I walked to the top of the hill I was surprised to see my great white horse standing there with my baby dragon Greenway by his side. Greenway spoke to me explaining my sister had let them loose as soon as she had heard what my father planed to do. Of course little sis had been listening in. She had sat a wooden trunk on Findors back in it contained much gold enough to keep me the rest of my life and then some. Leave it to my sister to think of everything.
I set forth from home and traveled far in time I learned to kill but I would only would do so on the most vile humans I could find ones no one would miss and ones that would make the world a bit better place gone.
Ana traveled far more then a few years not staying in any one place long. Until she came to the RDS. It was there she felt like she could belong again. To become apart of some thing. She knew she had made the right choice when the neko-demon-fox boy said he would become her adopted son. She restored a house and made it into a home for them and showered him with love.
But then he died in her arms or so she thought with a big hole in his chest where his heart once was. She went out of her mind with grief as she held his lifeless body. As her mind set she set out wondering until she thought of the one person she hated the most there and her being the only person who could set things right again.
She went to Crow and begged her to bring her son back to life in return for her service her life. Crow stroked and petted Ana then wrapped her enchanted spell around her causing Ana to feel lust and other womanly things for the first time. When Crow was done playing her game she let ana feed from her. Crows blood awakened Ana’s blood lust she had always denied her self and unlocked her tormented mind with her blood. For the first time ana knew what it truly felt like to be a vampire.
Three unexpected things happened Ana fell in love with The Dark Queen and she did not take her as a pet or slave but made her, her lover and her son was returned to her whole except for now he had a crystal heart.
Time went all was well in Ana's life she had a home a son a lover she loved above all one who wanted to make her ,her wife. But sometimes things don’t go the way you think they will.
Ana left the RDS suddenly not telling any one where she was going. She moved with hast her sister had sent her a message that had taken far to long to reach her mother was dying she had little time to make it back to what was once her home. There she was met by her sister under there secret spot. Her sister offered her a glass of wine to welcome her home. When ana drank from it she dropped to there knees as her mouth and tongue started to melt away. She had been given a strong eleven acid as death was soon to take her ana grabbed her sister and drained the blood from her body. She had though her sister had wanted her dead and to live she needed her booed. but as the last breath of life left her body ana saw it was her father who had laced the wine her sister knew nothing.
She stormed through town with her sisters lifeless body in her arms. she tossed it at her fathers feet. Leaving him with these parting words. I kill you not by my own hands, just like you would kill me not by your own, But be killed you shall be for know you have the blood of your instant daughter on your hands through me you have her blood on your hands funny how things always come back to meet a person tis it not father? How does it feel to know your blood line has ended father?
Ana did take her time returning home after killing her own sister. She was trying to get her head right again and to let the anger she felt go. When she arrived she quickly realized she had left fox and Crow both feeling abandoned by her and she could not blame them. She should of not left n the first place she should of took the time to ask them about her going before she did so.
Crow was so angered at her she tossed Ana into the Chaos Waste. there ana came to realize that she had been naive in the things she had done. Where she had thought she had made friends she only had made fleeting acquaintances few counted her as a true friend people looked at her and thought of her as the weak one the one who hid behind Crow and stayed in her shadow. Ana never had thought this is what she had done but being in the Chaos showed her it is what she had done. What had happened to the young vampire who was able to trick the one who turned her and trap him with in a cave what had happened to the one who was able to go out into a strange world and live in the unknown. What had happened to the strong princess she was raised to be. No Ana was stronger then what any one gave her credit for. But she needed training still and if she ever got out of here she would find someone to give it to her. She also had to prove to her son and to her lover that she was worthy of there love that she was worthy to stand beside Crows side. Why would she want someone everyone viewed as some weakling that could not stand on her own feet. Look at Crows husband Yawgmoth she has the strongest male being there is in the RDS as a husband did she Ana really think she could stand by Crow and not be strong on her own. She realized what a fool she had been. And knew she had to show them she was capable of being a person they would be proud of.
It was through there love that she was able to live through the Chaos Waste. Now she is back in the RDS and only time can tell if she can right the wrongs she had made and set things right with her self her son and her lover.
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 12:54 pm
Name: Jack Hayter, Calls himself Raiden. Age: 24 Race: Half demon. Apperence: Human, DemonWeapons (if any): His left claw, A gun named Cerberus as seen in picture, He is also skilled with swords but does not carry one. Armor (if any): The claw on his left arm if he chooses to block with it. And the plates on the tip of his boots. Fighting style (if any): None specified. Special abilities (if any): When he’s in extreme danger or over raged he goes into his demon state for a long period of time or short if he is calmed down. Other info/ backround: Jack has no memories of his childhood but has been fed nightmares to what it might have been like by a demon who tries to fully control him. Jack is able to control the demon but is over powered by it when his emotions come into play each time he loses control the demon gets closer to fully controlling his body. He owns a eye catching car that he sleeps in.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 9:08 am
Name: Falcon
Age: 24
Race: Sakkurah with a few magical/genetic modifications
Apperence: Long shaggy black hair, crimson eyes, athletic looking, tribal tattoos across his shoulders, Eternity/Alu-fiend tattoo under his navel
Weapons (if any): Garotte, Cross bow, wand
Armor (if any): Defensive spells
Fighting style (if any): Hand to hand, Magic
Special abilities (if any): Bond beast, animated tattoos
Bio:
He began in the desert, buried deep within the earth belonging to the Assamite tribe through virtue of oath. The Assamites were mostly vampires, devoted to finding the cure to the plague of their origins, and to decimating or undermining the Vampire society. They are a ripe and religiously fanatical group that the Sakkurah thought could be manipulated into furthering their ends toward accumulation of more power and influence in the mortal realm.
Falcon acted as an assasin for hire. He fulfilled his duties to the Tribe, the first loyalty being to his deity made flesh The Great Serpent. Though a part of the Assamites, he was faithful and loyal to Dragonkind above all other petty squables. Compared to the Serpent Folk, in his mind all other races are inferior.
He obtained a pure blood Guardian from a Dragoness that he served, part of a dissolution of a marriage that she wished to forget. The Great Serpent was pleased, granting him genetic, and magical enhancements to further his task of gathering influence and power for the Tribe.
He is here to learn, to grow, and to create a network of influence that might be of interest to the Tribe, his Nestlings, and to the Deity made flesh, The Great Serpent.
The Bottom Line: Is part of the Assamites, but works for the Great Serpent Organization as an assasin, will hire out, all contracts to be approved by the Tribal Elders that he reports directly to.
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 4:56 pm
Name: Guinevere, The Baroness of Blood
Age: 4807
Race: Vampire, plain and simple
Appearance: She just barely makes 5’ and is thin though not skeletal. Her skin is pure white because of her age and almost seems to glow with a light source of its own. Her features are perfectly sculptured…no flaws. Her hair is waist length and curly, the color much like that of freshly spilled blood. Her lips are the same color. Guinevere’s eyes are an empty pale grey.
Weapons (if any): Small blades such as knives and daggers, mostly silver. Though she usually carries no weapons.
Armor (if any): none
Fighting style: One on one combat, though prefers to stalk her victims. Will fight in a group in necessary.
Special abilities: Usual vampire abilities, such as sensitive hearing, unnatural speed, hypnotizing gaze. She can travel by way of the shadow realm.
Bio/Other info: Guinevere is not the Baroness’s original name though what she once was called has been lost even to her. She had been part of a wandering Mesopotamian tribe that was attacked though it was years after the attack that she became a vampire. She remained at the side of her sire for a couple of centuries learning all she could. They eventually grew apart and went their separate directions
From there she started her own blood line, slowly collecting power and vampires. She ruled for a time as a kind of benevolent dictator though she has outlived most of her people. She has often been criticized for ruling without a king though she has never taken one. Due to her age she has lost all emotion from her eyes, they are empty and so are her laugh and her smile, if a person is lucky enough to even get a smile. She has a terribly stoic persona.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 11:42 am
Name: Ruby
Age: 6
Race: Angel/Demon
Apperence: avi
Weapons (if any): none
Armor (if any): none
Fighting style (if any): none
Special abilities (if any): she takes after her mom and is a shapeshifter
Other info/ backround: Her mom is Shadow_Princess_1260... her father... no longer is living...
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 11:47 am
Name: Eric Draven
Age: 26
Race: human
Apperence: avi
Weapons (if any): none
Armor (if any): none
Fighting style (if any): karate
Special abilities (if any): is immortal, as long as his Crow lives.
Other info/ backround: He came back to life thanks to the help of a crow. His goal in life is to venge the rape/death of his fiance.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 12:18 pm
Name: Shelly Webster
Age: 24
Race: Neko
Apperence: avi
Weapons (if any): none
Armor (if any): none
Fighting style (if any): acrobatic
Special abilities (if any): can transform herself into a leopard.
Other info/ backround:
She is shy with a short temper.
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 1:29 pm
Name: Aviva
Age: 18
Race: Witch
Apperence: avi
Weapons (if any):
Armor (if any): none
Fighting style (if any): acrobatic
Special abilities (if any): ability to conjure fire
Other info/ backround: When she was in school, she was an outcast. She searched for someone to connect to and found a demon cursed into a mirror. The demon manipulated her into doing evil stuff for her.
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