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 Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 5:07 pm
Kirkis Bloodfire  Username: cideon (occasionally the Kirkis Bloodfire mule) Character Name: Kirkis Bloodfire Kingdom: born in the Kingdom of Hubris, but traveled around a lot Occupation/Class: butler (head of staff) Age: used to be about 24 Species: human; more specifically a phantom Gender: male Sex: prefers not to be reminded Bio: Kirkis was an average young man with grand dreams of becoming a knight. As he had no male parentage though, he was declared unfit for duty. He instead became a jack of all trades, and traveled and lived in every Kingdom. He had gained admittance to the Kingdom of the god Veritas, but he was attacked on his journey by a highwayman, and killed. His sheer force of will (perhaps influenced by the god) allowed his spectre to remain on the mortal plane, and he was able to meet his 'employer'. He was given the task of being the castle's butler, which generally consists of being caretaker of all routine tasks including housekeeping, cooking, entertainment, stocking, etc. The fact that he is dead does not seem to be a problem as this means he can actually work all day and all night to ensure things get done. Weapons: The best offense is a good defense in Kirkis' case: he can disappear and become ethereal at will, and he is also immune to most forms of magics. As for provoking living people, he can touch them and purposefully curse them, with varying degrees of pain or actual hurt. Powers: He can manipulate real objects and touch persons (doesn't have to hurt them, but his touch is deathly cold). Kirkis has also been around for almost as long as Veritas has had his castle here, so he has a general but still large mental library of knowledge. Can travel as far as a mile radius away from castle walls, but rarely does. Other: Oftentimes cranky, doesn't have to show respect to anyone but Veritas, and so will many times make his guests (and other servants) feel unwelcome. As the years passed though, he has become property of the castle more than Veritas, and is therefore more concerned with its running than whatever his employer might be worried about. Description: Kirkis remains handsome in death, looking just like he did when he was alive except for his bloodletting eyes and a dehiscenced chest wound. When he fades away, he becomes much like a mist and then nothing.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 5:10 pm
Lincoln Masterson Username: cideon Character Name: Lincoln Masterson Kingdom: Kingdom of Wrath Occupation/Class: Heir Age: 29 Species: human Gender: male Sex: bisexual Bio: Lincoln was the firstborn of the king and queen of Wrath. Rumors of his death were greatly exaggerated because an attempted assassination left him so near death that the royal healer gave up on him, and his younger brother Adel left before he found out differently. While in the dark libido between life and death, Lincoln's consciousness was 'approached' by a demon who promised to help him live in exchange for his soul. Like anyone, Lincoln feared death and made the deal. Of course, no one in such a situation reads the fine print. Instead of giving up his soul when he dies, Lincoln is actually losing it bit by bit on a daily basis. More than likely he'll be dead in five years or less, but he's the only one who knows about his deal and some of the consequences. His family and friends did notice his personality has become quicker (and more violent) in regards to anger, but it mainly caused his parents to be proud, as he had been softer before his near-death experience. Weapons: A black steel sword and a dagger hidden on his person. Powers: Because of the dark power he interacted with, Lincoln has a strong sense of smell when it comes to blood. Many of his wounds don't necessarily heal any quicker than any other person, but he 'oozes' blood more than actually bleeds. Not a power, he is also drawn to young people full of life, though the majority of them drive him nuts. Other: Though he does not realize it (nor would the demon tell him), technically he's mostly dead. Not a zombie in the sense of popular media, but his breathing and eating (the little that he does) is mostly habit, his body does not require this caretaking. Some magics will not affect him like they should, or at least in a different way than planned, because of this. Description: Lincoln is a generally handsome individual, long blond hair, hard and sharp green eyes. His skin is slightly pale, but not in a beautiful alabaster way; rather it's almost chalky. Of medium build, he does not really stand out in a group. Yet, a lot of persons avoid him for unconscious reasons, which does make him stick out a little.
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 2:15 pm
Altonair Wood  Username: Aeon-of-Eclipse Character Name: Altonair Wood Kingdom: Envy Occupation/Class: Prince Age: 21 Species: Elven Gender: Male Sex: Heterosexual Bio: If there was one thing that Altonair loves, it's his family. He never places himself before his siblings, and is always happy to help them out. He is usually the most social of the Children of Envy. However, he is a victim to envious emotions, like most of his kingdom. He holds envy to those with powers, finding them to be very interesting, but lacks one himself. He is, as far as he knows, the only Child of Envy without any type of power or ability. He wishes for his own powers and feels greatly humiliated by the lack of one. Despite this, he feels no anger or hatred to his siblings, but directs it towards everyone else. When his siblings aren't around, he is prone to intense fits of rage and anger. He usually vents his rage on peasants or those that work below him, and often bullies them on a daily basis. Despite this intense envy, he continues to support his siblings' rise to power, usually acting as an ambassador for his siblings due to his social skills and public relations. Weapons: Though devoid of supernatural powers or abilities, Altonair does have a pair of hidden dual-blades in his sleeves at all times. Very similar to assassin blades (Assassin's Creed 2, anyone? Exactly like those). Powers: None, and he loathes this fact immensely. Other: Altonair has a severe case of bi-polar disorder. He is very kind and reasonable around his siblings and other royal subjects. However, he can be easily angered once he is away from his siblings, ready to attack anyone who mentions his lack of powers or at the first sign of anger.
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 2:53 pm
Evony Wood  Username: iRabbits Character Name: Evony Wood Kingdom: Envy Occupation/Class: Princess Age: Thirteen Species: Elf Gender: Female Sex: Straight Bio: The young Evony Wood has led a very casual and privileged existence so far. Being one of the younger children of Envy, she was never required to attend court. And, since she was a female, she was also not expected to join the military. This left her to a life of roaming the castle, averting her nannies and playing with her beloved plants. She carries with her a certain degree of admiration for her elder siblings, especially her brothers, and when she's not tending to her gardens she is often found following them about. Personality-wise, Evony has next to nothing to hide; she is soft-spoken and inherently very sweet, as she tends to her relationships with likely as much care as she extends towards her “pets" (her plants...she sees them as living beings). Still, her envious side does occasionally leak out, usually in the form of unbridled admiration; she becomes rather bashful when she feels this way. Weapons: Weapons? I don't want to hurt anyone!! I do always carry a little gardening shovel and watering can in my dress, though...just in case! Powers: Plant manipulation, and latent powers involving all forms of life. Other: She's known for carrying out rather lengthy conversations with plants. As to whether they can hear or respond to her...that's anyone's guess.
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 7:23 am
Haven Greene  Username:Kisesu no ai Character Name: Haven Greene Kingdom: Fortitude Occupation/Class: Heir to the Throne of Fortitude Age: 25 though he looks older. Species: Touched Gender: Male Sex: Bisexual but favors the women folk. Bio: Magic still runs through the blood of mortals. Mostly this appears as neat tricks like manipulating fire or reading minds. Every few generations, magic appears in its purest form. The people who wield this magic are said to be touched, for the strange magic does strange things to their bodies. One of these select few is Haven Greene. Haven was born into the royal family of the kingdom of fortitude. The oldest of his siblings it is he that will inherit the throne when the time comes. A job that he has been preparing for his entire life. Like others of his kind, Haven had a strange childhood. Because of the pure magic running rampant through his body, he aged faster than other boys, looking far older than he really is. Though his physical body appears to grow older, he life is not shortened. It is unknown how long he will live. As soon as he could walk, his parents began training him for his role of future king of fortitude. Lessons in combat and horse riding were mixed with dancing and etiquette. To his parents pride, he grew into a fine man, strong enough to protect his contry, but kind enough so that his people will love him. Though he did not want to leave his kingdom, he was forced to go to Veritis's castle after the assassination attempts began. As the heir, it was important that he was kept safe until the war is over. Weapons: Rapier. Powers: Haven has the ability to tap into the ambient energy around him to create walls of force. Tough gases can pass through the barrier, solids and liquids cannot. Other: Havens eyes are light purple and he has intricate tattoes on his right arm.
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 7:24 am
Dorian
L'héritière de Avarice et le prochain Malcanthet  Username: Mariana Saravan
Character Name: Dorian (Black was her Mother's maiden name but her father's side doesn't "do" last names.)
Kingdom: Avarice
Occupation/Class: The next Malcanthet, heiress to Avarice
Age: 23
Species: Cambion
Gender: Female
Sexual orientation: Straight…her father wishes otherwise. As for the actual act, she doesn't speak much about it unless asked.
Bio:
Dorian was…born, if that’s the correct word to an Incubus father and a human/witch Mother. For the first seven years of her life, she was still…dead more or less. It was only because her mother knew what she had laid with to create the child that Dorian was safe from being buried.
You see…Dorian’s mother (Bella) had caste a spell. Or rather, she was in the middle of it. However, she didn’t close her cleansing circle…she hadn’t even made one really. And she entered into her spell with her spell’s intent not matching up to her true intent. You see, Dorian’s mother casted an attraction spell to attract a suitable husband but honestly, a husband wasn’t what she wanted.
And so…Dorian’s sire (Vincent) was attracted do to the intentions of the selfish, greedy witch. It fell perfectly into line with what his Queen wanted…a child that could be raised between the two of them. After all, a Succubus and an Incubus can not have children together. Any child towards any of them, would need human contribution…and then slowly be turned from half to full through a series of rituals that Dorian has shied away from.
Basically, that story goes that a witch caste the wrong net, attracted the high up Incubus that, in his greed, took to her spell and used her. However, there was some…softness between the two of them. He was thankful that the witch gave birth to his spawn, and was thankful that the human raised her for 13 years before he brought her back to the castle.
And so, from the age of 13 on, Dorian was made into the “perfect” little heir. Her father, once the royal consort, was crowned in matrimony and she was made an official heir. Now…some might say that her race/species belongs to the kingdom of Lust and they might be right. But what’s greedier than a creature that sucks out your energy, your soul, and still wants more?
Ever since she turned 16, her father has pressured her into taking a lover of her own. Dorian has, more or less, refused. She still has her ties to humanity, and she feels that it wouldn’t be right at the moment. Despite how much her nature wants otherwise. Besides, first a lover…then a harem…her appetite would keep growing and she knows it. As it is…her hunger for more and more is already present, she doesn’t want to deal with anything more.
That and she’s found out little facts about the hidden ritual to take away her humanity. And, despite her Father and step-mother’s wishes, she wants to honor her birth mother and keep her humanity for as long as she could…
And yet, as her 23rd birthday drew close Dorian has suffered through an attempt at assassination. Despite her father and “mother’s” poweress in finding out who did what, they sent her to an old geezers house…but only after finding out that all the heirs who had been attacked were there…being kept under close watch.
Dorian has a feeling that the only reason they sent her there was to try and tempt her into starting the rituals that she’s not supposed to know about…
Weapons:
Whips, that’s about it sorry.
Powers 
Succubus powers-
---Everything has to be fueled by energy…and she has to get her energy from other beings through physical interactions.
---Her one major power is that she can dream walk or otherwise reach into people’s consciousness.
---Energy sensing: She can tell who, what, when, and where...and usually why energies are left behind or spike. She has a connection more towards knowing where "her" kind are (or at least her father's) since their energy has a very unique feel to it. By the different feels she can tell the different species as well - although some are so muddled they're hard to tell.
---Scent shifting - her scent is never the same for every person. It always changes for each individual to whatever you instinctively like the most at any given time.
---Remnants of a Succubus aura - She can make you feel at "ease" with her if you're male or kind of put you off if you're female. She can't control this, its always on. It also makes it so animals do not like her, they view her as threat. But anything with a humanoid form and is male is way more than open game.
Human/witch Abilities-
---She has a minor magical ability (though her magic is an old kind and takes a while to take effect) that is still fed through what she gains with her succubus powers.
---Minor telekinetic fueled by her witch powers which are fueled by her succubus powers. (Her succubus side has recently nullified this.
Other: Her room at Veritas Castle (best viewed as the slideshow)
As a Cambion she has a natural…allure to her, so to say, but that’s not actually a power so much as a side effect. After staying a while in the presence of females, they seem to grow a…distance for her. Now that might be instinctual, or that might be because their males are naturally drawn to her. She doesn’t have to breath, her skin absorbs oxygen out of her environment as needed. She’s cold to the touch unless she’s recently “fed”…
Dorian's "true name" is Vida and only her Father and herself know this. A "true name" for her is the only way to bind her from using you without your permission - basically like getting her to freeze in the middle of a feed. It takes a small ritual to use it to bind her...but the ritual is so easy its almost funny. This knowledge isn't wide spread though, the current Malcanthet has spent eons trying to wipe this knowledge from the world since every Cambion, Incubus, and Succubus have a "true name".
Description:
She has a presence around her, that no matter what she does, she can’t get rid of. It draws males to her, incites them to try something, and in a way it can get her in trouble because it makes it very hard for her to do any sort of hiding. Her eyes are a clear blue, piercing, and her blond hair seems to catch light no matter how she moves. Her body is shapely, and her posture is confident. Like her father, she is one image of being perfection, unlike her father that’s the only image she has and she kind of has a certain pride about that despite wanting to have more.
Family:
---Her father is Vincent (Crowned King of Avarice) who is an Incubus.
---Her biological mother is Bella Black who is a rather well off witch in her own right.
---Her "step" mother is Aliyavenya who is the current Malcanthet and the Queen of Avarice.
---Her "brother" (not at all blood related) is Lucien who is a half Dragonborn.CodeAlbumModern playlist
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 9:00 pm
Emma Farrell  Username: Cat103 Character Name: Emma Farell Kingdom: Hubris Occupation/Class: Servant Age: 19 Species: Human Gender: Female Sex: Straight Bio: Ella is not originally from Hubris, but from the Kingdom of Fortitude. Before her life as a servant Ella lived with her parents in a small town not far from the Fortitude castle. Despite turmoil and upheaval from the Wrath Kingdom, Ella and her family lived a comfortable life. Her mother ran a sewing shop in the bottom of their home; her father was an architect, in charge of building churches not only in their town but also in the nearby towns as well. Ella was a loving child, who helped her mother in the shop and cooked for her father when he returned home. She was quiet but could often be found singing in the orchard while the workers were gone for the day. When Ella was sixteen years old, a raid by the Wrathan army swept through her town. Her father was out working on a church fifteen minutes away leaving Ella and her mother alone in the sewing shop. Wrathan soldiers entered the shop, tearing it apart. While trying to flee the shop Ella was separated from her mother and shortly taken by the soldiers. She was taken to Wrath as a captive with several others from her village. To pass the time and keep spirits up Ella sang in the holding cells. Apparently the King and Queen heard of her voice and took Ella out of the cells. In shackles she was ordered to sing, and so she did. Thinking the young woman would make a good present to their allies, they gave her to the Hubris Kingdom as a gesture of goodwill and friendship. King Rodric gave Ella the title of servant and entertainer and was ordered to serve the Hubris family until she died. Devastated and heart broken Ella has continued to serve the Hubris royals, wondering what happened to her mother and father. Weapons: None Powers: Levitation Other: Ella can sing and often does when she is alone, but refuses to sing for others (Unless commanded too, she is terribly obedient) since that is what lead to her servitude.
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 8:30 am
Eros Gavini  Username: The Drunk Lloyd Irving Character Name: Eros Rasputin Gavini Kingdom: Lust Occupation/Class: Lust Prince Age: 23 Species: Cheshire Cat Gender: Male Sex: Bisexual Bio: Eros Rasputin the Oldest son of the Lust Kingdom, At the time we was born they were very un sure of him and found him not that important, as he grew they started to treat him like most parents before he picked up and left due to a life he didn't want in this kingdom. He found it boring and he couldn't handle how his Father treated the others and really didn't want to even be put into a place to become the heir. He had different plans. On his travels away from the kingdom, The Male creature had picked up some sort of illness that made his weaker and ill. This illness gave him black blood that effected his blood stream and would do harm to people if too much came into contact, this Black blood drives him to insanity if his cut up to badly. He isn’t sure where it came from, why it’s happening to him but all he knows is he can never get to close to someone, even if his lustful side always yearns for it. Now that his finally showed back up at the castle after being founded by a Knight of the Lust kingdom, he isn’t even sure if he wants to fight his siblings for the title. He’d rather really just, be somewhat normal and enjoy his life. His main goal at this time is to find a cure for his black blood illness. . . But that can only happen in fairy tales. Weapons: Hand Claws or ' Tiger' claws you would call them placed on his gloves. His nails were broken and acid spilled on them so he could no longer use his long claws for war or battle, he soon found a way around this and found Tiger claws on five fingers gloves and would use that. Powers: I can just disappear at times, but for any really power I'm only good for a healer at times and only if you believe I can help. Other: Due to his black blood, he tends to randomly fall into sanity at times, if not because of a injury or a wound upon his body, or him being knocked out. It tends to happen at certain things said to him that bring back something in his past that caused him pain.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 1:50 am
Tyberius Di Faurmoun  Username: Inuyisha Character Name: Tyberius Di Faurmoun Kingdom: Avarice Occupation/Class: Twilight Knight Age: 200 but looks to be 27 Species: Drow/Forest Elf Gender: Male Sex: Bisexual Bio: The coupling of a Drow with a Surface Elf is laughable for the two have always been enemies. Of course that did not stop the Forest Elves to contemplate such an idea. A child of Drow blood with their own. While a monstrosity in their eyes by society the idea of having a formidable army against their darker kin and others was not one they could pass up. It is uncertain the exact details in how they were able to acquire Drow subjects, or even how they able to accomplish their tests, but over time several half-bloods were born. Tyberius was of that few, and certainly probably one of the luckiest. Tyberius was the child of a young Priestess, Arasinya of the Forest Elves. While most of the newest mothers wretched and took care of their children out of duty, Arasinya looked at the life she had created and treated it with love and care. Even with an upbringing drastically different then one Tyberius would have faced in the Underdark, he still faced several challenges and biases. From his mother he learned of the ways of their people, love, manners, respect, and magic. From his peers he learned hate, rebellion, prejudice, anger, and pain. Overall, his mother's teachings outweighed everything else he learned, but still it did not leave him unscarred, mentally or physically. However, unlike the other half-bloods, either dead or enslaved, Tyberius was free. Whether it was from his mother's protection or his own doing is still unsure. Either way it left him with the choice to leave, to see the world, or to remain, to slowly die alone and hated. With few words to his mother Tyberius left their forest and out into a new world. Life continued to repeat the same teachings he learned while growing up. No matter where he it went was not without bias and often with quick judgement, very few he escaped completely unscathed. Every once in a while there was one helping hand or generous offer that lifted his spirits however. For decades the ebb and flow of these encounters kept him on his toes, wandering and overall alone. Over time Tyberius became accustomed to traveling at night when no one could see him, and staying completely clothed and covered during the day or in crowds. That was until he stumbled in Avarice for the second time in his life. It was the time of year of harvest and likewise of men and boys dueling to enroll in becoming a Knight under a Lord, Duke or even the King himself. While the plentiful produce and drinks did welcome him him initially to the kingdom, it was the public fights that kept him there. Studying and watching with pleasure he could not help but miss the thrill of a good fight. Not that he lacked in it, but rather the feeling of being apart of something bigger and for a reason. The Fates seemed to favorable towards him, that or openly mocking him, that day. However careful he had been with his disguise had not been careful enough and openly he was revealed. Sure enough a fight for his life ensued. Many of the favored to become Knights fell easily to his blade, but with their numbers and the time that passed he eventually fell himself. Before the finishing blow itself could be dealt though someone quieted the crowd. However, Tyberius was not to see his savior as he crumbled to the ground unconscious. Days after the event he found himself in private quarters and an old, battle-worn face looking down at him. Bruised and still weary Tyberius did not have the fight in him to try and escape. Though after the following hours he found himself not wanting to. The man introduced himself as Lord Durmoun, one of the King's most trusted Lords. As it was Durmoun had been most impressed with his fighting. It seemed the King had been as well since he had been the one to stop his soon-to-be-death and instructed Durmoun to take him in. At first Tyberius merely laughed, thinking the idea of what they wanted was a joke, but the laughter was never returned, nor a blade placed in his throat, leaving him there to contemplate the offer. As of now Tyberius is one of Lord Dormoun's Knights though only to the public knowledge for everyone's safety. In all truths while he does what Dormoun wants he is completely under orders from the King himself. For what he is and his capabilities the King uses him for spying, scouting and the occasional assassination. Because of this he has earned the the additional title of Twilight along with his status of Knight. Weapons: While he will use anything to his disposal Tyberius prefers the Falchion and short sword he keeps strapped to his hips. Obviously not a set, the two blades were won/taken as trophies after various fights. On his right he keeps his Falchion; a newer blade with a gold hilt detailed in rich designs, and a sharp blade. On his left he keeps the short sword which was given to him as his first weapon to keep; a rather old blade with a worn brass hilt, plain, and constantly needing to resharpened. Other then that he keeps a set of throwing daggers on his belt. While barely used he never leaves to chance that he will need them. Powers: Drow: Much like his darker kin, Tyberius is able to use darkvision. However, because of his mixed blood his sight is no where near perfect as a pure blooded Drow. Along with this he is resistant to magics, though not impervious. Forest Elf: From the heritance of his mother's blood he has a small affinity to healing magics. Passively his own wounds heal more quickly then most over time, but he is able to apply it others as well. Though not as powerful as a Forest Priest, it still gets the job done in some situations. Other: Tyberius has somewhat of an attraction to animals and they to him, especially those of the feline variety or those who hunt at night. Description: Thanks to his mixed blood Tyberius' physique is rather unique. The first noticeable features are his skin, hair and eyes. By no means is it hard to figure out that he has Drow blood by his skin dark skin and light hair, but unlike his dark elf brethren his skin is lot paler in comparison and his hair shows tints of blonde within the silver/white. As for his eyes they show more of his Forest Elf heritage, being an icy blue rather then red. However, a red ring does form around the edges of his irises when he is using his darkvision. In height Tyberius is 6', which is an average height, a good head shorter then the tallest Elf, and a head taller then the average Drow. Like all elves his body is not very muscular as his structure is made more for compact muscles that give only a slight form to his skin, allowing for a decent amount of strength and great agility and flexibility. By elf standards Tyberius is every bit attractive, but more in the sense of a, in what he has heard mentioned, "bad boy". More then likely it is his Drow blood that sparks the idea, but the various scars that cross his body - mainly a cut over his left lip and slashes across his arms - and a tattoo across his back probably help as well. Tyberius has an affinity for leather armor as it holds a balance between protection and flexibility. Also it smells better and weighs a whole lot less then chain mail. In particular he favors his one piece armor as it hugs just enough to move with his body, but giving enough room to breathe. The most noticeable features of the armor are that it is completely bare in the back and that it is slightly darker then his skin but not by much.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 10:02 pm
Tantra  Username: Scribbledlies
Character Name: Tantra
Kingdom: Humility
Occupation/Class: Priestess in training
Age: She looks 16.
Species: Fairy
Gender: Female
Sex: She prefers to be a loner, being as young as she is, and as pure as she should be.
Bio: Tantra's birth is a mystery, even to her, she was left on the steps of the house of the high priestess in the land of Humility. The priestess took pitty upon the baby and took her in, treating her like her own daughter. She raised the child like her own, teaching her the ways of a priestess from a young age until she was sent off to the castle where the heirs were being kept safe. Tantra was to be sent there to finish her studies while trying to help the heirs keep peace, being the perfect person to do so.
Weapons: Tantra does not prefer to be in the midst of battle, but she does train using a bow in case the need arises. Using her abilities of sound she can help the arrow move swifter and pinpoint the attack.
Powers: Power over sounds, as long as she has an instrument or something that can make noise [her own body can be used] within her possession she can make music that can change someone's mood, heal them, or even stop their heart.
Other: (did we miss something?)
Description: Tantra has a small build, and somewhat short light brown hair that she usually keeps held up by small clips. While she may look human, she has wings that are usually kept invisible. They cannot be seen unless she wishes them to be, and are somehow not connected to her body. They are magically attached to her back, and allow her to fly a bit.
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 1:52 am
Bianca Cosima  Username: Master Cliff Fate Character Name: Bianca (meaning white) Cosima (meaning order or beauty) Kingdom: Patience Occupation/Class: Countess Age: Early to mid 20's Species: Vampire Gender: Female Sex: Straight Bio: Bianca was once your typical noble of Patience possessing a kindness that ran deep and understanding to all. Her patience with even the lesser citizens were known and she was loved in her region. She had been born into the position and received it officially at the age of only 16. Sending away many suitors it wasn't long before her hospitality was taken advantage of. One of her many visitors turned out to be a vampire though she had no idea at the time. When they were alone and away from the servants and other visitors the vampire attacked her. Being just a human she was rather defenseless against him and after he had drained her of most of her blood he had a change of heart. Being that she wouldn't survive if left alone he decided to turn her and make her his mate. Feeding her his blood he let her die with it in her system. One of the servants found her as the vampire lingered around the estate and tried to revive her. Suddenly awaking with an irrational hunger and no control over her actions she bit the man and drained him completely horrified afterwards. The vampire who had turned her had decided to attack someone else but was subdued and burned. Feeling an irrational fear for letting people find out she tried to act as if nothing happened blaming the servant on the vampire. It wasn't long however before she began to change not just physically but emotionally as well. On the outside she remained the same yet inside the only thing that remained of her former personality was her patience. Now however it was being used for much darker purposes. Soon lesser citizens began disappearing though thanks to her sparkling personality no one suspected the poor innocent Countess. If only the fools knew. News had long since reached her now deceased family of the murdered princes and princesses therefore it wasn't that big of a surprise when she was offered to be allowed to go to this other dimension. After all every noble was important to the throne now especially the little innocent Countess who had been attacked by a vampire and lived to tell the tale... Weapons: Nothing usually but she keeps quite a few throwing stars on her person at all times. Good luck finding them... Powers: The usual vampire stuff (super strength/durability and speed, an accelerated healing factor, and enhanced senses) Other: Despite the healing factor fire can kill her just as easily as anyone else. Wood hurts her as well though not really in the traditional sense as it will paralyse her if she is stabbed and the wound will take slightly longer to heal. Sunlight can kill her but thanks to someone knowledgeable in magic she has a necklace and a ring that let's her go out into sunlight. The only way for her to tell them apart from other jewelry is the red jewels in them. She used them because they are family heirlooms and people will think nothing of seeing her with them. Holy water is useless as are crosses. A simply bite won't turn a person into a vampire even if all the blood is drained as she would need to given the person some of her blood before they died to turn them. Description: Long, straight, smooth, silky and shiny black hair with some natural brown highlights. Bright green eyes with a slight dull gray tone. Pale skin almost to the point of being white. She stands at about 5' 7" and weighs around 130 lbs.
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 9:25 pm
Lucien  Username: Mariana Saravan Character Name: Lucien of Avarice
Kingdom: Avarice
Occupation/Class: Son of Aliyavenya, which makes him royal.
Age: 25
Species: Half Dragonborn, Half human with an Incubus Scar
Gender: Male
Sex: Straight – Thankfully his “father” has left him alone with that one.
Weapons: Sword and spear – yes its over done, but lets just say he likes classics a lot.
Bio: Born between an unknown union of a Dragonborn male and the current Queen of Avarice (the Current Malcanthet) Aliyavenya, Lucien has had a mixed life. As his mother wasn’t human, the union did produce a child, but as his father wasn’t human he wasn’t a cambion. Aliyavenya claimed to not know that the father had been Dragonborn, but later on Lucien found out that was a complete lie – as practiced as the queen was there was no way she could not have noticed the energy signal.
Later he found out that he was a tactical move by the current queen – the Dragonborns had wanted to remove the Malcanthet from the thrown of Avarice. With his birth, it assured her that no harm would come upon where they lived and for his benefit the capital of Avarice had been moved while she was pregnant. You see, Dragonborns won’t knowingly bring harm their own or for their own to knowingly bring harm to themselves. And as the Malcanthet had given birth to one of them, despite his mixed heritage, she and her kingdom was saved from war for the time being.
So you see he wasn’t born out of love…but out of need for a tactical advantage. He was a curiosity to the queen, his mother, after that and he didn’t grow up with a bad life at all despite the near war conditions he’d be conceived in. He had enough rules to keep him grounded when needed but enough freedom to do as he wanted so he didn’t loose his free spirit. He had been told he wasn’t going to be the heir since only a female could be the Malcanthet and Aliyavenya had liked the idea of the two roles being one. However at the age of fifteen when his other form and the word-of-law set in, he was secured a promise that he’d have an easy life if he so chose it as long as he swore his loyalties and protection to Dorian – his two year younger “sister”. With that promise he was given a section of land to call his own if he ever wanted to get away from the castle for a while.
At seventeen, when the feeling of his family’s energies got to be a little too much for him, Lucien took to his estate in the north western region of Avarice where there was just as many hills as flat land and forest areas. He had more chance to learn to fly in the remote area, and fly well, than on the sea and shore capital where everyone gasped at a dragon taking flight in the sky. That’s how he spent a handful of years – learning the arts of being himself – until he returned to court at the age of twenty-two. It was awkward for him to realize that at first he hadn’t recognized his own “sister”, given the circumstances of meeting up with her again, but thankfully she’d just laughed it off with a smile.
He wouldn’t say an exact friendship formed, no…but he’d given his word to do his best to protect her and that kind of had a bond of its own. Besides, friendship usually required staying in the same presence of someone for large amount of times – something that even as a half Dragonborn he found hard to do and keep the appropriate “brother” thoughts.
However, one night when he’d stayed too long playing a few card and board games with her, and testing himself in that regard, Lucien woke up to a blaring pain in his chest. One of his vows were about to be threatened, or broken. It had instantly woken him up and by the he’d gotten into Dorian’s room, he hadn’t seemed completely human. The attacker had come in through a servants door…only to be met with a pissed off half dragonborn brother of their mark.
Dorian’s room had to be rebuilt after that…lets just say that.
Dorian doesn’t know that sooner or later, after something is taken care of, Lucien very well might be joining her. After all, how can he keep his vow of doing his best to protect her if he’s so far away when he knows she just had an assassination attempt?
Powers: As a Half Dragonborn he has the ability to shift into a full dragon form, however because of the fact that he’s a mix breed he can not sustain this form as long, nor is it anywhere near as big as a regular Dragonborn. While he can breathe out a noxious fume, he also can not breathe fire like a full Dragonborn. He is physically enhanced compared to a human, and his strength even is something like x10 what a normal human can do. He can walk through fire and not get burned, however as he still needs to breathe too much smoke can choke him. Lucian can pull a lenses over his eyes which, while it makes his eyes seem to “glow” or be "reptilian", will allow him to “see in the dark”, see at high levels in the air and water no matter the speed traveling and/or see a longer distance with more accuracy.
Other: Being a half dragonborn is a rare, rare thing. It is almost to the point that it is untested and unknown. Dragonborns aren’t compatible with humans and their DNA is usually dominant in any other matching which usually makes the others full dragonborn.
Any word of honor he gives out, he has to comply with. It is an old, eternal magic that is wrapped around his soul. If he does not at least attempt to comply with his word to the best he is able, then he feels excruciating pain. The older he gets, the more pain is induced. Soon, he won’t be able to break his word without fear of death.
He’s more susceptible of being noticed by anything with a sense for energy or anything of that sort do to the “incubus scar” he holds.
Description: He stands at five feet and ten inches, but has a presence around him that screams at being taller than that. Often enough, his eyes shift colors but no matter the color they always feel like they're piercing you - seeing your truth and deep into your soul. There's a confident ease about his movements that almost screams of being a predator. For obvious reasons, he's had a few lovers of his own but he's not open about that at all and that's something you can sense. His attitude is usually gentle, confident of course, but gentle none the less. His voice, however, is much like his eyes - clear, direct, and makes you feel as if he's sending it straight to your soul. There is no sugarcoating him that way, you either take what he is or you don't. Either way, he knows what he wants, he knows what he can do, and he knows just how to bite off your head if you try to attack him. CodeAlbum
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 1:54 am
 Adam Montgomery
Username: ChelseahSmile
Character Name: Adam Montgomery (The demon is: Antonas Anciaenne)
Kingdom: Avarice
Occupation/Class: Grand duke
Age: 23
Species: Human, but he's possessed.
Gender: Male
Sex: He is straight. His demon is bi.
Bio: Adam was born into a wealthy, but non-aristocratic family. He is the youngest of two brothers, but was named heir to be head of the family due to his obvious potential.
He was the perfect child. The one mothers always wished of giving birth to, and the one fathers always mentioned with pride. As Adam grew up, his parents believed that he would go far in life, that he would have a promising future and would bring their business into even more wealth. Though, this all went careening down when he turned 16.
He was possessed by a demon: an old, evil spirit by the name of Antonas Anciaenne, the Grand Duke of the Avarice Kingdom who had been looking for a new host. The spirit's body is simply of a shadowy, black enigma, his host-body having been corrupted due to the unstable balance between power and human capacity, and the wear-and-tear of time.
Antonas had tempted Adam, with the promise of power and a chance to change his routined life. And Adam accepted.
He escaped the daily monotone of everyday life, and went on to continue Antonas' position as Grand Duke.
Weapons: A dagger hidden somewhere in his shirt.
Powers:
Adam doesn't have any power on his own, though Antonas uses mind-control as his main attribute. Its not something overly extravagant though, mostly used to put simple thoughts in peoples' heads, like giving the benefit of the doubt or heightened persuasion. He can also stun the brain's nerves into a halt for merely a few seconds.
The power mostly depends on the opponents, actually. If they have a very strong sense of will, then the power is almost rendered useless, though if they have a very weak sense of will and are extremely insecure, then expect it to work like a charm.
Aside from this, Antonas is also exceedingly fast and nimble, which he can use to an advantage.
But because Adam is a full human, Antonas' powers are significantly reduced.
Other:
Adam has become a little bit insane ever since he met the demon, and may look like he's talking to himself on numerous occasions, when really, he's actually sharing a discussion with Antonas.
He may randomly burst out into laughter at a person's actions or words for no reason at all, but its just because he thinks its interesting. He also tends to hiss a lot, whenever he forgets his human self.
He has two shadows, the second one being Antonas, and it will sometimes move differently from his own.
The most important fact about Adam is even though he's possessed by Antonas, he's only slightly above the human standards due to the demon's powers.
Description:
Adam has platinum-blond hair and two piercings on his bottom lip, called snakebites. His hair has a tendency to stick up in various places, though this is most likely due to him just running his hand through his hair everytime he wakes up instead of brushing it.
He has sharp features, especially his eyes, piercing brown and seeming like he'd be able to look straight into you. He is all angles and bones, is quite short, and is thin, but has broad shoulders and a light, muscled tone.
He almost always has a blank expression on his face, but a grin will instantly break out of his lips whenever you talk to him.
His personality strengths are that he's mostly pretty understanding, tries to see the humor in everything, and that he'll try to get along with everybody. He doesn't like to be stuck on a subject or a thought for too long, preferring to just keep moving on amidst difficult matters, and he doesn't sweat the small stuff.
But this doesn't mean that he won't stab you behind your back. Actually, most of his faults are tied into his strengths.
He tries to be friendly in order to use people. He tries to see the humor in everything, but in a sarcastic way, having very cynical views about the world, and he'll often come out being annoying and cheeky instead of humorous, saying all the wrong things in all the wrong situations.
He doesn't like to be stuck on a subject, preferring to move on because he's afraid of his own problems, constantly wanting to run away from them.
He's an a*****e that shouldn't be trusted, to put it frankly, but when he manages to respect or like someone, he becomes fiercely loyal to them. Though, his loyalties are currently only to the King of Avarice, and his attention is quite hard to capture.
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 6:32 pm
Theoran Lynth  Username: Kandrix Character Name: Theoran Lynth Kingdom: Avarice Occupation/Class: Sellsword Age: 26 Species: Human Gender: Male Sex: Straight Bio:Theoran was not of noble birth, he was the son of a soldier and thus was bred into the military. From the time he was able to walk he was trained how to fight, until finally he was old enough to enlist. After two long years of service, his regiment was sent on a march against Humility that they did not return from. Theoran was one of the few that survived the massacre, but like the other survivours, he did not return home to face the humiliation. Instead, he changed his family name and spent his next few years as a vagabond, a sellsword; offering his tallents to anyone that could afford them. After six years of wandering, Theoran turned his thoughts and eyes to his home, to the Kingdom of Avarice. He sought to renew his citizenship and swear allegiance to the Kingdom under his new name. But his request was regected by the Royal family; instead they proposed a counter offer. Rather than re-instate his citizenship, they offered to purchase his skills as a sellsword indefinitely, and that he would report to the Twilight Knight unless ordered otherwise. With this arrangement he had the freedom to engage in the more delicate matters without there being a link to the Kingdom of Avarice. He accepted the offer with a heavy heart, convincing himself that such an arrangement was better than nothing; though he wished his days as a sellsword were over. Weapons: Dual-wielded longsword and shortsword Powers: None Other: The Theoran that he once was died on the battlefield with the rest of his regiment, he has forgotten most of his past life including his true family name. Description: He has a rather lean build and his black hair falls well past his shoulders. Though his custom-made black armour has kept him reletively unscathed, his steel coloured eyes bear the scars of a harsh life with many battles and lost friends. His chin is usually covered in thick stubble, though he shaves every so often to stop if from becoming a beard.
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