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 Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2005 7:50 am
Name: Ookami
Age: 1226
Race: Lycanthrope hybrid
Hight:6'6
Gender: Female
Blood Type: O
Birthday: December 31 779 AD
Birthplace: Izuhara, Tsushima Isl, Japan.
Martial Status:widdowed
Appearance: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v516/x_Scythe_x/oka.jpg
Description: Things about this lycan are unknown due to the fact she does not speak. She is known as the assassin amung the pack, her deadly speeds and art of killing are leathle, silences seems to come natural to her as she always goes unnoticed... other then that nothing else is known
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2005 8:37 am
Name: The Bard,Bardling or Bardstard or "Little b***h" to Zachriedek (long story) or greenhorn to Roany
Age confused ?? but looks like a kid
Race:Hells Siren
Gender: Male
Height:hmm...about 5ft 9 ish
Weight:The same as a African Swallow (is a skinny mo fo <-- Understatement of year)
Birthplace:Sirenum Scopuli (land of the siren)
Blood Type confused ??
D.O.B confused ?? (around 3 thousand bc)
Occupation:Musical Genius/Bard/Minstrel you get the idea.
Appearance:short and skinny but i prefer the term "lean muscle" Look at the pic Roan did. (I STILL hate it!)
Background:The son of Legeia and Hades, was named after his parents supreme talents, is immortal but no-one knows why or how.The power of dark music has posessed him and as long as there is music on earth The Bard shall live.
Is recently working on a musical/art project with Roan (Yeah - YOU OWE ME MUSIC! xd ).
Likes: renaissance,baroque,sum classical music,but more recently loves power/thrash/prog metal music.
Favourite thing is to compose music from epic tales of his life.
Dislikes: Being hated. Low salary, being told by numerous kings to be locked in the dungeon. ( xd !!!!! Happen often kiddo?)
Weapons: The power of annoyance (but not quite as great as MINE! mwawhawhawhaw).Close friends and relatives know my hidden power and just how evil it can be.But seriously i use my voice and my lute as my musical weapons.I am mainly a status based character. recently used summons.
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 3:54 pm
Name: Andriel (No surname)
Age: The body is 25. The soul and mind are new. But the mind knows many things about it's purpose and what it used to be. It also has memories of the human before the souls combined. (More on that later.)
Race: His body is human, turned vampire. His soul is that of a demon god combined with a human.
Appearance: On the outside his skin is pitch black with eyes to match. He has a built frame, but his legs are especially strong for he used to be a nomad, though he doesn't remember. His hair is thick and long enough to reach his lower back. The color of his locks is blood red.
He usually wears no shirt, and tight leather pants with nothing underneath. There's really no place to hide weapons. His boots go up to about mid shin and are worn under his pant legs.
His scent is one that is particularly aluring to demonesses, and vampiresses. It still holds some desirable qualities for other beings but not as much. It tempts the body but repulses the mind. Although the mind doesn't usually have a say in what the body does when the body gets a whiff of his scent.
When one looks into his eyes they see their loved ones mutilated on a battlefield. He doesn't know of this, it is simply thoughts in his mind to have all around him, and their friends and family, torn apart to the point of desecration. And his thoughts leak out through his eyes projecting that image into the mind of those who look into them.
His aura is filled with malice, hatred, sadism, and evil ambition. It would usually sends empaths into a frenzy. But none have come by him yet so the effects are unknown.
One of his defining features is his right arm. Which is red demon flesh from the elbow down. It has the strength of a demon and gives him minor powers.
Weapons: Before the combination of souls he had a sword named Holy Night. It was a broad sword with holy white on one side of the blade, and unholy black on the other side. He also had a whip name Kyhaundra. It was lined with a poison of his making. This poison was designed to set the nerves on fire, literally. Recently though, he has attained his sword once again. But it's holy properties turned evil in his grip, the holy side of the blade grew 3 inch spines. He renamed the sword, Tainted Soul.
Powers: He is a former god, though most of his powers lay dormant until he collects enough souls. But for now he can disguise his scent and aura to be extremely appealing to a female. Almost like an incubus. His eyes also hold visions of his thoughts, and desires. But if he wills it, they can hold visions of other's thoughts and desires. His being for mass slaughter.
His right demon arm has a decaying touch when he wills it. It's flesh can crawl outward a short distance and any organic matter it touches will slowly decay into mush. The decay will slowly spread unless it is cut off or removed some other way. With his right arm he also has strength of a demon. Basically able to easily send one of equal power into the far wall. It also gives the appendage an extra speed boost.
His form of travel is going into an ethereal realm with his mind still in the material realm. It allows him to travel long or short distances while still being able to see the surroundings of the material realm. It takes a bit of concentration so he cannot do it in battle.
He has the other basic demon traits as well. Fire and dark magic don't harm him much. He has very mild telepathy and doesn't even use it. He is resistant to many physical attacks. Bullets will injure him but they will quickly heal. If he has a major injury he must feed to heal it.
Weaknesses: Holy magic does a great deal of damage to him. He is currently looking for a way to counteract that though. As said above a bullet will injure him but it is possible to heal quite quickly. He has no weapons so this leaves him weakened in many areas. But the power of his very presence usually takes away the opportunity for the opponent to attack.
Histroy:
The Demon God: Long ago during the ancient egyptian years of the main realm, there was a hateful god seeking was, bloodshed, power, and any other evil he could make come to pass. But he was quickly sealed away by a vampiress from that time named Ayaika. She created a haven for those who were to protect his imprisonment. A werewolf named Protean was among them.
Andriel: Andriel was a nomad, part of a clan called the Val'dantians. They searched the world for ancient relics, protecting them. He gained his first weapon, the whip Kyhandra, from winning a spar in his clan. His next weapon was Holy Night, his families blade passed down from generation to generation. He received it when his father passed.
Throughout his travels he learned to use these weapons from masters in various towns. With teh broad style under himself he soon became a formidable master himself, also he learned skills with throwing knives. The clan itself taught him skills with various poisons and he used them with his knives, and whip. The whips poison was his pride and joy. It would send the afflicted into agony for days. But it kept them alive.
Soon he received a letter from a woman named Ayakai. It explained that an ancient group was reemerging and he was invited to take part in it. It also stated that it could mean certain death. Naturally he thought that the place would hold many secrets and relics. So he left his clan and journeyed to the Haven.
Once there he met with Ayaika, an ancient vampiress; Protean, an equally ancient werewolf and a beloved friend of Ayaika's; Tryphania, a slave to an evil wizard and eventual good friend of his; and many more strange beings. The first day they were attacked by a small group of lesser demons and he was knocked unconcious for most of the fight. But that night they reanimated themselves and he slayed over half. The group congradulated him but it was short lived. He needed to bathe. Upon reaching the lake and entering the water something changed. Somehow he had been transported to a faerie mound. There a faerie queen of the fire element bedded him leaving the moments in his dreams.
Upon returning he slept for long nights and dreamed. Soon the enchanting dreams turned to nightmares. He would be tied to a stone and whiped with his own weapon. The wounds came to reality along with the posion. And something else... The demonic evil within the Haven had seeped into him. One of the dreams severed his right arm and completed the possession. Tryphania cared for him, but he soon found himself to dangerous to stay so he left all of his belongings with Tryphania and jumped into the ocean in an attempt to comit suicide.
Demon Andriel: Andriel washed ashore with a stump for a right arm and lacerations all over his body. He was found by a woman named Rika and she healed his wounds. But the demon inside him tainted the healing. His arm grew back, but it was made of red demon flesh. After getting some fresh clothes he left the place only to return later. But for the time being he wandered about looking for a way to get rid of the demon. None could help, and the demon slowly started combining with his soul.
Every now and then the demon would change his body into various hideous forms just to gain blood. It tasted many including two vampiresses, Sacri and Rika. the blood made it's hold stronger. Soon in a finally battle of the two souls the demon fully combined it's mind with Andriel's creating a new mind. It was a combination of Andriel's mind and the demon's mind. It held secrets waiting to be unlocked, powers waiting to be used. He traveled once again but this time he was looking for a sire. He terrorized those he met on the way filling them with dreams of torture and gore. He finally found a vampiress, Gabryl, whom he tempted into siring him.
But the turning was tainted as was the healing. First, it finished the combining of souls. Making Andriel, and the demon one complete, and new being. Second, he did not turn into a bloodsuck, but a soul eater. He can eat souls of anything from plant, to person.
After leaving Gabryl for dead he wandered the land in a search for souls. The first was a woman by the name of Lia. She was the grandaughter of a goddess and her soul gave him a signifigant power boost.
In his search for a suitable weapon he finally came upon the Haven once again. He found Tryph, but could not bring himself to harm her. Instead he found his blade, Holy Night, and it changed in his grip due to his new soul. It is now Tainted Soul, a broad sword with 3 inch demonic spines on one side of the blade. It's lost all holy properties and is now completely dark. His whip, however, was left behind.
The goddess who was granmother of the girl who's soul he stole confonted him one day. She was no mach for the power of his mind tactics and he ended up impregnating her with a tainted child. The child was birthed 3 days later. It is a hideous baby, with a dozen black tenticles for legs. It's body is deformed and grotesque. It has a massive skull with large red bug like eyes, and a massive jaw with six inch teeth all around. It's arms are skinny and boney with long fingers. Four fingers on each hand have foot long sharp nails.
He also impregnated an android but a spell was cast to make him lose his link to the child. But it was of not matter to him. He searches for more souls now, and more hosts for his minions.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 9:07 pm
Name: Corbin Sion Blazeheart DeSeer
Age: 13
Apparant Age: 25 - 30
Race: Diableric Cainite
Gender: male
Alignment: Chaotic neutral
Eyes: The right eye with a red pupil, and the 'white' of the eye black, the left the reverse. Both without iris'.
Hair: Majority of the time long black spikes ith silver highlights.
Weight: aprox. 100kg Though his weight can be manipulated when the bio armor is invoked. Minimum of half a tonne.
Height: aprox. 6'7
Blood Type: Ichor.
Birthday: Unknown
Birthplace: Gaia Invertia/Hell Invertia
Martial Status: Forever the swinger.
Position: DeSeer clan leader and Syn Ego/Pride.
Appearance: Sig variations.
Manner/persona: His is a nature never to be underestimated. He is relentlessly sadistic, and devious. His pride is just as built up though, and will never let ill comment or intent t'ward himself go unpunished, let-alone t'ward the clan DeSeer. He is the proud, stubborn sort to never back down from a fight, and seldom goes without a risk or two. He would much rather fight, and die, taking his opponent with him, then be defeated, yet a 'draw' would never catch his favour.
An absolute sex addict, and self made incubus, of sorts. In the end, he is either a smooth talking swinger. A psychotic megalomaniac, or just plain psychotic. Raythe himself, thinks twice, even thrice, before entering his mind, for its nothing but an endlessly chaotic, mess.
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 3:18 am
Name: Hellbane Laster.
Age: Agless alike Ragnarok.
Apparant Age: It varies with his re-incarnations. Currently 20
Race: Originaly Demon. Currently a lycanthrope of the Anubis order.
Gender: male.
Alignment: neutral/evil.
Eyes: Frozen saphire.
Hair: A wild flare coloured deep crimson.
Weight: aprox. 90kg
Height: aprox. near 6'3ft
Blood Type: Unknown.
Birthday: Unknown.
Birthplace:Hell Invertia.
Martial Status: Forever his heart belongs to Lamia.
Position:'Knight' of the Anubis order.
Description: Current sig.
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2005 2:59 am
Name: Rian- When she was born unto the higher classed family of Dowets, she was suppose to be a male. Her parents needed one to carry on their name. So they named her Rian in hopes that the great Calasters (The truly most powerful faery's of their city) would be able to change her into a boy.
After speaking to the Calasters her parents were dissapointed so only to be told that their childs spirit was mean't to be a girl none the less and wouldn't be changed. Thus they kept her name Rian, in remembrence of her birth. Don't ask her why she has the name suppose to be claimed by male's or she will go on on about how rude it is, and not to mention sexist to think that a name is mean't for only one gender. That speech can be most obnoxius.
Age: 19
Race: Faery- From the lands of Criseria, a small town of the more ancient Faeries. Millions of years ago the grounds of the town were a mere battle field where the great war was fought between the faeris and the dark elves, the Faeries were in alliance with the Light Elves, who were being slowly vanquished by the Darks, who named themselves Onix.
The Faeries eventually slowed the killings which led to the all out battle between the three races. Being greatly out numbered Onix was killed off, thus making the ground a maginfier for any magic beings that favored the light. The Calasters can be found in Criseria. This town is filled with upper classed families, who only expect the best from their magic user. It is looked down upon to be quirky and immature.
Gender: Female
Height: 5'6
Weight: 106 (See description)
Birthplace: Criseria, Brazil (Not a real place)
Blood Type: Unknown
Birthday: December 12
Maritial Status: Single
Sexual Preference: Straight
Position: Faery
Personality: Rian is a truly carefree girl, but with a short temper and mostly immature. A temper that would frighten most young children and their pregenant mothers ((Muahaha)). But when one gets to know her, she can be quite entertaining, for she is clumsy and loud. Not bothering to think before she speaks, this has gotten her into trouble many times before and has not failed to continue doing so. The girl is quite attached to shiny things, diamonds, rhinestones, and flashy cheap silver. Jewlery and such truly fascinates her, for being seventeen years of age she can be extremely childish. The girl is trained in several techiniques of fighting, and magik. In being a Faery some degree of spells and such is nessacery therfor she knows some form of magik.
Though she likes to be able to fight with her feet as well, not just casting spells through her finger tips. She has a slender body which is flexible, that is the reason she enjoys the more bendable forms of martial arts. Not having names for the fighting techiniques, she is known to make up her own, Ie. Bendy one, Bendy two, Bendy three. Her aqaintences(Sp?) have many times asked her what type of arts they are since she performs them quite beautifully, but she only responds with her silly names that not many can understand. Seemingly a happy person, she has many many flaws. Her temper has already been described, though only to a certain degree. Rian is known to get angry at anyone at no peticular time for no peticular reason, she will just pick apart your words to find something offensive in it.
Though when she isn't in a bad mood she can usually be found with a cigarette between her lips. Don't mistake her for her flaw of temper, she can be a really sweet girl when she chooses, and not to mention a great ali. She has a very protective side of her, that if she is at all close to someone and they are in danger she will use all her power to help them. This one shows mercy to few, if they are in the way and not trying to get out she will kill them, this is looked down upon for a creature of her race, but she was looked down upon for being a female so it does it matter. Another flaw in the sparkly rock that is her, is that she is known to only hurt those who care for her, it is just something that happens. Not on purpose not for amusement just a big bad habit. She is can be very sarcastic at times, and usually has a twisted sense of humour, not to mention it is not that hard to make her burst into fits of laughter that will bring tears to her eyes.
She is probably the most immature seventeen year old you would ever have met, not to mention a little perverted. Though she wont touch or grope others in perv ways, she just can find a sexual meaning to almost every, everyday phrase and she doesn't always keep these little things to herself. So if you say something normal and she starts giggling or snickering this is usually what is taking place in her twisted little mind. Though when she is fighting she is serious in a different way, usually she will talk to her enemies just to annoy them. Once she was fighting with a man from her village and she just flew up and lingered over him looking down and asked the man how his wife was doing. This only infuriated him more and caused her a blow which left a scar across her right cheek. It is about two inches long and a few centimeters wide. Not the most attractive thing on a girl a white raised bump that is two inches long on her right cheek bone.
When in a serious battle though, she takes it quite heavily. Focusing to a point of degree where she can't hear anyone except the enemy and she wont stop until there dead or have surrendered. After concentrating so hard she usually passes out after a battle sometimes during if it takes to long of time, these little black outs only last about a half an hour but they do leave her extremely vulnerable.
Appearance: The girl is unusually skinny, not skinny like you see on models in a magazine, not the skinny most girls want. A rib showing skinny that moms would look down on, when wearing any shirts that are slightly tight, the outline of her ribs can be seen through the front. Normally she wears low cut jeans or skirts anything a few inches below her navel works, thus making her bony hips quite visbable. When her back is rounded the spine can be seen if you looked hard. Though her face is as sunken isn't as one would think. She is slightly pale, but can catch a tan if she truly tried. Aside from the girls bean pole body she has a love for piercings and a few tattoos. She had three piercings on her right ear and four on the left. Cheap looking silver hoops hang on her left and shiny diamonds puncture the right. A thick bar bell has been jammed into the center of her tongue, and a simple cheap silver hoop on the right corner of her lower lip. A home made piercing can be found in her navel, it is a bar bell with an old chain that hangs to her pant line.
She has only a few tattoo's but plans on getting more. Under each visable rib there is a black line, going the length of the bone and only about three centimeters thick. Two black lines around her eyes, where eyeliner would go, it was about two centimeters thick and never faded. Those tattoo's weren't really just for pleasure they were markings for trophis. Markings to show that one had beaten certain people and or creatures. The young girl has a vine tattoed on her lower back, that is halfly covered by her pants or skirts. It goes horizontaly and has detailed thorns on the green vines, that is about it for her tattoo's but she relishes them for they truly set her apart from the others of her race.
Mostly due to her skinny stature she is very flexible as I have mentioned before. The girl can fit herself into small places and can do a number of flips, handspring type things. Though these techniques did not come easy, only after studying during most her childhood in secret of her parents. Also due to her skinny-ness she is not large in the chest department, having about a, 'A' sized bra she cherishes her womanhood even though it is small. She has long bony fingers that could be quite skilled in things like piano and guitar, though she hated both intstruments and can not play them for crap.
Rian has short ebony hair, it falls just past her jaw line and is layered messily. The layers look as though she cut them herself, which she is known to do, since she has a peticular interest in doing peoples hair and she is quite good, if I say so myself. She will never be seen with her hair straight, it is always flipped outward, ever layer except for her bangs which usually hang over her eyes unless she tucks them behind her spocked ears or wheres a ribbon, which she does the majority of the time. Her hair is mostly silky, though it shouldn't be since she would need hairspray but instead she uses a spell. A spell to naturally make her hair flip out without using the stickyness that is hairspray.
If you would look at her the first thing you would notice would not be her skinny body, but her eyes. Dark chocolate colored things that were kind of wide and have long black eyelashes that frame them in such a way to maginfy there beauty. Aside of her eyes you would notice her lips, not just because of the peircing on the lower one in the right corner but because of there fullness, they weren't huge but they were close to just right. They would be dubbed 'kissable' if she only wore chapstick, but for some reason her lips always looked a bit dry, not many knew how they felt.
She is not complicated with her outfits, normally just wearing a pair of low rise jeans with a litle bit of a flair at the foot that hang loosely on her hips. Though one thing she is known to wear alot is her belt, it is full of scattered diamonds among cheap rhinestones you can't really tell unless you ask her and she points them out. It is quite old since she wears it so much and perhaps has lost alot of it's sheen but she loves it anyways. Covering her upper body is normally a black tank top with a plain grey zip up jacket with large pockets and a hood. For shoes its just a plain pair of old skinned up boots with a metal toe that is put to good use. When going to fancy events she likes to dress up though. Two scars can be seen on her back just between her shoulder blades, each one is seven inches long and looks like her back had been torn, that is where her wings are. They only come out on call though and it can be a very painful thing to call on them.
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2005 10:01 am
Name: Sadia Masi (fake name)
Age: (i'll get back to you on that one)
Race: hard to explain
(the person that origionally had this thought up thinks of it as a demon, but I have my doubts, it's technichly a creature that was created from Andriel The Tainted by capturing a woman and sticking a tounge down deeply into her womb, forcing her into pregnancy. The child was origionally suppose to have a mental contact with it's "father" but a priest was able to break the connection allowing the child to mentally grow on it's own instead of bieng turned into a freak inside and out by it's "father")
Gender: Female
Appearance(Description): She is not the kind of creature that you will want to stare at for hours becouse of physical beauty, becouse she has none. her body is thinned out making her appear anarexic even though the appearance is natural. Her face would resemble a monster from a movie such as Resident Evil or something close to that. Her skin is grey naturally and if she gets hot from either embarisement or blush, it won't be knowticable by anyone in the least bit. Her hair is red just like her "father's hair and she dousn't care about how it's cut, she just slices it with a knife when she feels it is getting too long for her to enjoy. Her hands are slightly longer with three claws instead of five that are naturally put into the hand and she can be seen with a tail that would be shaped somewhat like a blade at the end.
((and that's all I can think up))
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2005 4:02 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2005 11:55 am
Name: Naota "Ta-kun" Sentoukami
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race:Once thought human, but was proved to be something else.
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 150
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Eyes: Normally grey, but tend to glow white while in shadows
Birthplace: Kai province, Japan
Bloodtype: A+
Marital Status: Mourning
Appearance: Naota is rather short among most people, having come from sengoku jidai, where he was actually normal height. He has calm, collected grey eyes, that search everyone he meets intently, almost as if searching through them to their soul. His hair is spikey and blue naturally, which caused alot of confusion in ancient Japan. His body has scars running over th length of it, proof of his surviving many fights. Also covering seemingly 3/4 of his skin is an odd tatoo. Blue runes run over his entire form, carving out intricate patterns that glow faintly and strength seems to be based on his emotions. Also, recently he has had two small angelic wings sprout out of his head, much to his suprised. None of these features is truely noticable, however, due to the fact that he keeps his body hidden, wearing layers of black clothing that hide everything but his upper face, which even then is almost magically shadowed by a straw hat he often wears.
Description: Naota is often times a quiet man, trying to simply observe others and learn. When spoken to, he is polite and humble. However, he sometimes seems to have a stubborn streak in him, and has done stupid things because of it. He will not back down from a fight, even if he knows he will lose, and often times will let someone pummel him just to prove something.While his primary occupation is a ninja, he often acts and fights as if he didn't believe in hiding.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2005 5:34 pm
Name: Akuma/ Tenchi Metheo or Darken
Age: 16
Gender: Males
Race:
Tenchi- Vampiric/ Hylian
Akuma- Vampiric/ Hylian/ Demon
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 170
Eyes: Both have red eyes.
Hair: Akuma is black/ Tenchi has white
Appearance: Akuma has a set of black leathery wings and a set of black cat ears and horns on his head. Akuma is dressed in Goth Attire and black makeup.
Tenchi has a set of cat ears and tail. His pale white complection and priest like clothing. He is learning the healing ways of Osera. Goddess of his people of his mother.
Description: Akuma and Tenchi are Identical twins. Even though they where born the same time as Rankin and Zelenka. These children of four where born from Cerisiana Darken and Zeld Metheo. They are bethrothed to the throne of Hyrule. Very little is known to the princes but they are known as outcasts due to there odd nature and demonic appearences.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2005 11:18 am
Name: Alundren the battle axe or Al for short
Age: OLD and lovin it
Race: Dwarf
Gender: Very Male
Height: About the same as a bar stool
Weight: About the same as your average boulder
Birthplace: Moria
Blood Type: As long as its red i'm not bothered
Occupation: Blacksmith. Alundren mines during the day then refines and crafts his findings into powerful anti demon weapons in the night.
Appearance: Short and fat, grey haired, very blind and wears a silly hat. Smells a bit too.
Background: A nice old man with a lively spirit and a heart of gold. ( if he's given enough gold that is) He is REALLY money hungry and likes a drink or 4. After the destruction of his home he moved into the woods outside of barton, which hes's still not too pleased about. Since moving, he visits the mines and woods looking for materials for his ancient art of weapon making. He builds houses too y'know.
Likes: Strong drinks, roast anything, rare materials.
Dislikes: Young people for not knowing how hard life was back in the old days. Orcs and demons too.
Weapons: None ( He makes them tho smile )
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2005 3:01 am
Name: Shin pharlong
Age: roughly 26
Apparant Age: 20
Race: Elven/human half breed
Gender: male
Alignment: Guardian (good)
Eyes: Crimson
Hair: Long silky raven strands.
Weight: approx. 85
Height: aprox. near 6ft
Blood Type: AB-
Birthday: Unknown
Birthplace: Unknown
Martial Status: single
Position: Was once a high guardian and master archer of the north elven forest capital.
Appearance: Long raven hair, two red stripes tattooed into his right cheek, two crimson feathers with sections cut from each. His right eye is slightly brighter then the left, an odd tattoo marking on his left tricep/bicep. Also two transmutation circles, one tattooed on the top of either his hands.
Manner/persona:Well mannered, though somewhat cocky at times. Stubborn in conflict. knowledgable to a degree, due to his travels. Also soar when it comes to the mention of his half blood, wishing to be a full blood elven archer. He has little to no tolerants for 'bullies'.
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 6:04 am
At long last I have found my file. =3
Name: Talinar Flare
Age: Talinar's true age is unknown; as she got older she lost count and decided just to get on with life. Talinar seems to look in her twenties.
Race: Vampiric Devil (Explanation will be given at a later date.)
Gender: Female
Height: 5ft 6
Weight: 125lbs
Birthplace: France - Where about is unknown, Talinar tends to keep this to herself.
Blood Type: Unknown
Birthday: Birthdays make Talinar depressed, as stated in her age she lost count how old she was years, maybe decades ago. Thus she forgot the date she was born.
Marital Status: Single. It was thought that Talinar was linked to Falonio. Though the two got on very well and seemed inseparable it was just rumours.
Sexual Preference: Straight
Position: Hunter/ An assassin for hire. Name a good price and she'll do your dirty work.
Appearance(Picture): Talinar Flare <-Non Colour version.
Appearance(Description): Coming soon xP
Personality: Coming soon xP
-I have more to add but I'm being a lazy a**. When I've got nothing to do I'll go fish it out of my other files. They're all mixed from moving house.-
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