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Player: Mr. Blackbird Lore
Name: The Darkness
Age: Timeless
Weapon of choice: The shadows themselves.
Personality: Believe it or not, the Darkness does have a personality. It is intelligent, observant, and calculating. It lives impulsively, doing what it wishes to manipulate the world and the beings within it. Like all things, it has a limited amount of control over all things, but it is not limited by time, distance, or the need for rest or nourishment like humans are. It is defensive of its adopted 'children': those people it chooses to protect and aid through life. The Darkness 'adopts' these children to give itself a prime focus and subsequent goals to maintain with each of them. In turn, it lives vicariously through them, observing and placing itself within their experiences. Of its, the Darkness takes a particular liking towards the skillful thief and escape artist, Kaori. It absolutely adores her for her grace, carefree attitude, and spontaneous lifestyle. The Darkness will do all it can to keep her alive, as she is its chief source of entertainment and thrills.

A multitude of unexplainable deaths could be traced back to the Darkness if people only knew... But that's quite unfortunate for them. The Darkness fears only one type of person: the holy. That is to say, he only fears those with the capacity to attain the status of a Saint for it is those types of people that would be determined, crazy, and intelligent enough to outdo him. Fortunately, those types of people are in limited numbers.
Appearance: Have you not seen the Darkness around you?

Kaome walked up to the dead bodies and squatted down to take a look at them. They where pirced through the heart. But with what? She looked at the ground around the body and saw water puddles, and water on his clothing. Water? No ice. She picked up a small ice shard that was partly melted and dropped it. "One of those in the groupe can use ice. It has been awhile since I came across another magic user." Ryu cocked his head at her, puzzlement on his face. "Just musing, friend. No worries." She started to rummange through the pockets of the dead men to see what items of value they held.

"and, don't think you can get away that easily either. i would like to talk to you." aise told the girl who was now behind him.

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Player: Thaesimir
Name: Brian Jericho
Age: 18
Weapon of choice: Spiked, fingerless gloves.
Magic: Holy/light. Even though he has no control over it, it only occurs when he feels extreme emotion. It also varies based on his level of emotion from making a room brighter to completely immolating the focus of his anger.
Background: His "parents" found him on the side of a road when he was a baby and raised him as their own. They always knew he was different. Rooms would always get brighter when he smiled, but to bright to see whenever he cried. As a student in school, he received amazing marks, and even debated becoming a scholar, when on his fifteenth birthday, the local bully decided to use him as a human trainig dummy. It made Brian so angry he couldn't control himself. His eyes lit up with the whitest light anyone around had seen, and he immolated the bully, leaving nothing but a pile of ash. Since then, Brian has become very introverted, so as to control his emotions.
Personality: Doesn't talk alot, and seems emotionless and cold to eveyone he does talk to.
Appearance: Brian stands about 5'10" and has dirty blonde hair. He has very fair skin and bright blue eyes that have seemed empty since the accident.
Other: Brian ran away after the incident with the bully, and ran to the forest nearby, where he met a monk of the Holy Order of Light. The monk knew immediately that he was a tool of the light. He took him in and trained him to control his emotion, but hasn't made very much headway. So he has a mentor and is in training to become a monk of the Holy Order of Light.

Kaori suddenly felt distinctly unsafe again. She looked at Rowan, then back to her 'protector'; exactly how long could she count on him staying her protector if he learned what she was? She bit her lip, quickly running through the situation. Rowan hadn't killed anyone, and hadn't turned her in as a thief; as frightening as he was, he didn't seem to want to hurt her. This young man was a completely different story; she wouldn't have bet on her own chances of survival if it came out that she was a thief.
Silently, she stepped back around him and had slipped to Rowan's side before anyone had time to grab her.

Kaome sighed. "I don't care if they're not worth the burial, just get them off the road, out of sight." She rubbed her forehead and wished that she hadn't taken up this job. She saw another move from the boy's side to the man across the road. "I don't think she trust's you. I wouldn't." Ryu growled louder. "Nor does my compainion." Her face hardend and her hands strayed to her swords.

Rowan: very well then. You may go. but i think i shall be keeping this -rowan holds up the small bag of gems- and this -kaori's money purse is held up this time-

Ito: and don't forget the daggers.

Rowan: ah, yes. the daggers. Excellent craftsmanship there....