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 Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 12:44 pm
Name: Ayame Melena/Sui Generis
Age: 19
race: demon/elemental
Picture: Ayame Sui
Weapons: two large fans.
special abilities: Telepathy and telekenesis along with the control over fire and darkness.
Bio:
Ayame was born into a family of humans. Ayame thinks she is human, for she knows nothing of her true demon heritage. Only when she was 14 was when she realized her telekinetic and telepathic abilities, and ever since has she been honing her skills. She cannot control her power completely, which can make her very dangerous, and she also knows nothing of her elemental powers. Ayame is very gentle, caring, sweet, and trustworthy. She's very tolerant of others and mainly focuses on other's strengths rather than their weaknesses. She also has a sweet tooth and loves adventure.
Although, her demon form is a whole different story. In the dormant depths of her minds lays an alternate form of rage, anger, and power. Unlike Ayame, her demon form, who goes by the name of "Sui Generis", has complete control of every form of power Ayame has. Sui Generis was created from the mental ignorance Ayame had of her demon blood and her powers, combined with the sorrow and wrath Ayame was too sweet to realize she felt. Although strong and extremely powerful, Sui Generis, is nothing but a quiescent power in Ayame's mind that is itching to awake.
Currently, Ayame is a The Houkan's Empress's personal advisor. She's loyal to her with all her being, and has come a long way from her somewhat lonesome childhood.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 6:32 pm
Souloe Devonshka Character Name: Souloe Devonshka
Race: Angel Demon cross
Age: Forgotten
Gender: male
Hair Color: Silver
Eye Color: Cerulean
Height: 5"6'
Weight: 180lb without gears
Occupation: Souloe has long since given up his occupation as an assassin and taken the job of a traveling Blacksmith.
Appearance: Souloe had always been one to stand strong and firm. Observing this character from top to bottom, one would first find that his hair is long and silver with the same luster as that of real metal. Moving down one could see his lighter skin tone next to a pair of crystal clear cerulean eyes. As the eyes are the windows to the living soul so from Devonshka's eyes one could see confidence and wisdom. As though to prove his assigned title "Devil Weapon smith Souloe" Devonshka wears a pair of identical earring which mimics the shape of a simple katana. Moving down one would be able to see a golden necklace that once belonged to his mother. The design of this necklace was a simple cross. Yet, one must realize that not all the accessories on Souloe's body are symbolic for his identity and his past.
Souloe often finds for himself suitable garments and add on his self smithed gears above for style and for function. Devonshka refuses the normal hard plate armor claiming that it is "too normal". Instead, this character covers a major portion of his body with single garment armor that he named Saihan. This garment armor takes on the visual appearance of a large overcoat and is bounded at his waist by a belt sewn by interwoven steel wires. For reasons this smith calls "style" Souloe had hung vast arrays of chains and keychains where he deemed necessary. In addition, Souloe has, on his limbs, gauntlets and boots also of his custom design. The only weapons that he seemed to carry are a pair of blades that resembles that of a Japanese katana.
Personality: Devonshka had been trained with the inhuman fighting style "Onizan" since birth. As a practitioner of the infallible art Souloe has yet to lose a single battle. That was his biggest flaw. Souloe is imbued within his heart a great pride in his strength and skills. Yet despite this great weakness Devonshka does have other admirable qualities. Souloe has once taken a firm root of 'honor' and has been powered by it ever since. He is a man who speaks only the truth and does not breaks any promises. Yet, with his age about him, Devonshka has become somewhat devious and intelligent in that he would sometimes tell you naught but the truth and you would still believe in a lie. Regardless, Souloe keeps to his code of honor and is a decent gentleman in his own eyes.
Gears:
-Troisetune(2): By visual, the diamond alloy blades look as though there is a second blade within the first and a dragon within the second. Its form is roughly that of a katana though even its sheath is made of the same material. The craftsmanship is definiately magnificent.
-Hakitta(2): Hakitta are gauntlets that has incorporated Saihan's wire technology. Not only do these gears protect the forearm but they are also compatable to Devonshka's blades. The only other notable thing is the wires that are wrapped around each finger and thumb.
-Zaya(2): Zaya are metallic boots forged by incorporating the same technology as that found in Saihan. The one visible specialty of these boots are the two blades at the calf area that points upwards possibily for protection purposes.
Saihan(1): Saihan is a garment armor that takes on the form of an overcoat. Its inner build is done by wire technology. However, rather than saying this is a special technology one should say that it takes advantage of the properties of wires and that of their their various forms. Saihan is sewn out of interwoven steel wires where interlocking steel ropes - made from interwoven wires - are used for additional strength and the attribute of being semi pierce proof.
-Traveler’s backpack (1): Leather backpack
-Provisions: Food, water, tent (1), pot (1), metallic figures (27)
-Smithery tools
-Map (1)
-Key Chains: These keychains takes on all shapes and while some are kept inside the backpack, others are hung on Devonshka's gears. Their weight, however, seems rather out of proportion.
-A bottle of sap from the Golden Nectine (1): Golden Nectine is found in high altitudes and usually grows at the top of mountains. They receive the sun's energy and produces sap that has powerful healing properties to the point that one drop can heal a fatal wound. However, these saps are extremely rare and must be used wisely.
-Umbrella(1): This umbrella is custom forged using an alloy approximately the strength of steel. It uses wire technology as basis for the fabric compartment and has the strength to stand to heavy storms.
Skills: Devonshka is an adept to a fighting style, Onizan, that was originally developed for inhuman melee combat. While some moves and skills requires years of inhuman training to master, others require equal efforts for mere execution. The 7 human maxima are 7 such skills conventionally named due to their high usage over the other skills. This long lost art is infallible not becuase of the strength that comes from the skills but rather the training that is required. With the mastering of each move the user of Onizan will naturally gain a proportional amount of strength, speed, endurance and experience. Yet regardless, those who have watched Devonshka fight would realize this halfling, though he still excells beyond most, seemed much weaker than he should be - especially when he has trained in this art for countless milleniums.
Seven Human Maxima:
Blitz: The art of haste
Zhitong: The art of thrust
Futae Kiwami: The art of double layer
Yobu: The art of heights
Yoyan: The art of command
Shingan: The heart's eye
Kazegen: The art of wind
Disregarding his fighting potential, Devonshka also have enough skills in smithing to be given the title "Devil Weaponsmith". In addition, his artistic abilities are most commonly found in his crafts.
Ability: Souloe has but one ability. From his unique mixture of blood, Devonshka has acquired a new power that is the natural control over metal. This control includes creation, manipulation, absorption.
Elements: Every child must inherit their parent's genes no? Souloe inherits both his mother's natural element: light, and his father's natural element: dark. After countless millenniums of training he can, without too much trouble, manipulate these elements to at will. Yet, for some reason, Devonshka no longer use his two elements. thus forbidding his signature move: Reality Revolution. Some say that he has sealed his own powers forbidding his own active use of these two elements but whatever the reason was, he is now crippled to say the least.
Reality Revolution: By summoning the power of darkness and calling upon the voice of light, Devonshka is then able to, through a medium, call to reality and bid its return. Once reality sets in, supernatural and unexplained phenomena may not exist. Bodies of individuals may continue to exist. (for rping sake since otherwise there is a potential of instantly KOing opponents, which is godmoding)
History/Background: Souloe is a mystery in itself. Legends says that he was born in an rumored ancient civilization that was supposedly consumed by its own power. Rumor was that the civilzation excelled in both technology and magic to an advanced state unimaginable by today's time and standards. If you believe the rumors then... With his birthplace lost even to time itself where can this smith truely call home?
Devonshka is known by most mortals as the travelling blacksmith, or otherwise the devil blacksmith. Yet immortals of considerable age may know something of his past. Amongst them there had been rumors that Souloe was once a feared assassin who could obliterate 100 men with a single punch. Rumors that tells of this halfling shattering boulders as though they were mere sand sculptures. Yet whatever was fabricated and otherwise, Devonshka rarely spoke about it.
It has been some years since the first defeat of Laos. The original heros have nearly all disappeared. Some taken by Hades while others possessed by evil control. Souloe Devonshka as well has disappeared for many a time. But now he has returned. Yet he has returned in a critical form. His body was splattered and damaged. His gears lay in ruins. Even his mind seems to be in chaos. Will anyone be able to help him? Then perhaps they may recruit him for their purposes.... *** Zaroe Devonshka Character Name: Zaroe Devonshka
Race: Demon
Age: Forgotten
Gender: male
Hair Color: silver
Eye Color: cerulean
Height: 5"6'
Weight: 180lb without gears
Occupation: none at the moment.
Appearance: From his head, there were short spiked hair that, in no way, covered the mask that shielded his upper face. Though his skin was pale in color, his garments proved to be a juxtaposition. They were designed with black and streamed with strips of red coming down between the shoulder and the collar bone on both sides. The garment that he wore much resembed a trench coat. Black pants, boots and gloves completed the collection.
Yet this setup seemed rather civilian to say the least. Was he to fight in such a getup? Nay, indeed, when he enters battle dark matter will seep out of his garments and take form of a demon armor. The most peculiar thing about this armor are the 4 blades that are attached. Two extends from the forearm of the gauntlet/armguard piece and extends upwards to beyond the shoulders. While the other pair are attached to the calf portion of the dark armor protectection that covers his legs.
Personality: Anyone who has seen Zaroe can testify to his heartless insane personality. If disregarding his powers then his eyes would be his most terrifying feature. It is laughing...at you. Its excitement can always be seen even when he Is "calm". Should his eyes change color, then you know that he has, achieved his extreme. Filled with emotions, lost to logic, banned from sense, fueled by hatred and pain, no words can describe his state other than... mentally unstable, and that, is a major understatement.
Skills: Devonshka is an adept to a fighting style, Onizan, that was originally developed for inhuman melee combat. While some moves and skills requires years of inhuman training to master, others require equal efforts for mere execution. The 7 human maxima are 7 such skills conventionally named due to their high usage over the other skills. This long lost art is infallible not becuase of the strength that comes from the skills but rather the training that is required. With the mastering of each move the user of Onizan will naturally gain a proportional amount of strength, speed, endurance and experience.
Seven Human Maxima:
Blitz: The art of haste
Zhitong: The art of thrust
Futae Kiwami: The art of double layer
Yobu: The art of heights
Yoyan: The art of command
Shingan: The heart's eye
Kazegen: The art of wind
Elements: Zaroe Devonshka is infamous for his dark element. Not only does he have a vast array of moves developed from creativity but his energy source - hatred, confusion, pain - seems to have no bounds.
History/Background: Zaroe Devonshka was first admitted to Laos couple thousand milleniums ago but after one mission, he vanished into thin air. Most has assumed that he was slain and disemboweled beyond the point of recognition. And for the years to come, he was abandoned and forgotten. Yet now he has returned. Returned to serve the dark lord Laos. little Haloe Character Name: Haloe Devonshka
Nickname: little Haloe
Race: Angel
Age: Forgotten
Gender: male
Hair Color: Silver
Eye Color: Cerulean
Height: 5"6'
Weight: 180lb
Occupation: A child wandering to find fun
Appearance: In juxtaposition to his age, Haloe Devonshka has the form of a 2 year old. His short fuzzy hair and his cute little voice makes him rather adorable. His face is indeed that of a child with a smile of innocence untained by the pain of reality. On his body he wears an oversized long sleeves shirt. And due to the unmatching size, his shirt is usually dirty from dragging on the ground.
Personality: On any normal circumstance one would see a happy innocent face on cute little Haloe. His eyes are big and radiated happyness from within. As a child, his curiosity is beyond understanding. And for the same reason, his imagination is also much beyond that of average adults. The child seeks fun and tends to wander off on his own when things get boring
Elements: Little Haloe has the inate element light.
History/Background: little haloe is a rather mysterious child. In terms of age, he can be considered an ancient ancestor of someone today. Yet his form and his behaviour would suggest otherwise. The most peculiar thing about this child is his striking resemblance to Devonshka. Though they were not 100% the resemblance is still rather large.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 12:12 am
Name: Jaster Alan Tikaris
Age: 26
Race: Human
Appearance: Jaster is a short man, standing at only 5'2". He's a bit hefty, at rougly 85kg, but he's all muscle. He has vibrant red hair, and he spikes it so that it appears as a spark atop his head. His deep blue eyes complement his hair. He has a smiling face, no matter what, and unless engaged in combat, never gets his mood down. He wears full plate armor, and carries a full body shield. He does not, however, wear a helmet. It'd mess up his hair.
Weapons: Longsword, Crossbow
Special abilities: He has a natural affinity with animals, even wild ones, and can almost always enitice them to help him out. He's also virtually indestructible, he can take a livid beating and live to tell the tale.
Bio: Jaster grew up on a small farm. His father was a farmer, his grandfather was a farmer, and he was destined to be a farmer. One day, a mysterious knight rode by and stopped Jaster, only a boy then. He asked him, "Boy, I have need of a squire. Will you join me?" Jaster thought, and was going to say no, for he had many duties here, but something told him to say yes. He said he would, and he went with the knight. The knight was going to join forces with another woman, but he never got to her. He trained Jaster in every way he knew, and Jaster was almost ready to be pronounced Knight. The night before Jaster and his knight were to meet this mysterious woman, they were ambushed. The knight did his best to defend Jaster from the initial onslaught, but was badly injured in doing so. Jaster fought off the attackers, and when it was done, remembered his master. He ran to the knight, and with his last breaths the knight told Jaster this: "What I have seen you do this day has cemeted in my mind that you are no longer a squire, Jaster Alan Tikaris. You are a true warrior." The knight did not survive, but what he said did. It has stuck with Jaster through the rest of his life, and always will. He has been searching for the mysterious woman, so that he may avenge his master, and along the way has lent his prowess to aid those in need. He fights evil wherever it may be, and tries to stand for all that is good and just in the world.
A.L. told me I need to make a second character to make the other kingdom a bit more alive, so here he is. This is kind of on the fly, I might have to update him as I see fit.
Name: Ezekiel Sean Pratt
Age: 23
Race: Human
Appearance: Ezekiel is a holy knight. He is one of the protectors of the Sacred Stone. Magic is not his trade, but for those whom battle is not their trade, he takes their place. His is dressed in pristine, glistening chainmail. His arm braces are padded, and offer minimal protection but maximum mobility. His legs are covered by platemail, in the same glistening metal as the chain. On his left hip, his blade Champion is sheathed within a leather case. He is rather pale, with sandy brown hair and deep brown eyes. He stands roughly 2 meters tall, and weighs approximately 87 kilograms. He almost has the look of an overgrown child when he is not in battle, and in fact that's what he is. In battle he wears a medium helmet of the same metal and design as his other armors, and he takes his full body shield with the crest of Pearle with him. The only thing his enemies see before they fall at his feet are the deep brown eyes that seem to say, "I'm sorry, good chap."
Weapons: Champion (left hip); dagger (right boot); Full body shield (left arm)
Special Ablities: Champion is a special blade. When the right incantation is chanted, and it is in the hands of Ezekiel Pratt, from the hilt Holy White Fire wraps around the blade, and when it meets at the point, it erupts into a blaze of Holy Hellfire. Anyone whose intentions are not pure, and whose soul is black, stands virtually no chance against this blade. A minor scratch to some is a fatal wound to those with a black heart.
Bio: Ezekiel was born in the Kingdom of Pearle and raised there. When it was found that he had no knack for magical or arcane abilities whatsoever, he was about to be forgotten by his family and his countrymen. But one day, he was out in the fields fighting off wolves from the sheep. His father watched the way he moved, the grace, and the ability he had. His father took Ezekiel to the priestess, who watched him as he trained. He was enlisted in the Queen's army at the age of 12, and by the age of 15, he had become a true warrior. He advanced through the ranks and eventually settled at Colonel. The blade Champion was given to him as a gift, and he was taught it's true power, as it was imbued with magical energies. So long as the Kingdom of Pearle stood, Champion was tied to it, and still empowered. He was given the privilege of being a member of the Queen's Personal Guard, and has sworn to his sacred duty to protect Pearle and the Stone by any means necessary, for as long as he draws breath. He is the leader of the Forward Defense Unit, the first wall of men that would-be enemies meet.
Oh boy. I just took on probably more than I can handle effeciently, but at least one of these fools is expendable. Blame Faith and A.L. if I'm no good anymore. Also...I need more font colors. Heh.
Name: Kaleb Vellar
Age: 21
Race: Human
Appearance: Kaleb Vellar is a tall man. He stands at rougly 6.3 meters, and is rather lanky at only 87 kilograms. His eyes are a deep, deep blue, and his hair is golden blonde. He wears padded armor, something to protect against cold, and absorbs some of the shock from blows received. His movement is not hampered, and leaps about with ease. His padded armor is like a wetsuit, in dark grey. The armored pads are black, with a golden trim. His chestplate carries the crest of Pearle. His bow is a simple wooden bow, but he has personalized it to his touch. He can fire mulitiple arrows with one shot, or a single arrow with ease.
Weapons: Longbow, Crossbow
Special Abilities: Has been trained in all manners of Archery and Spearing. He can turn practically anything into a spear, or throwing knife. He is deadly accurate, and loves to impale his enemies with humiliating items.
Bio: Kaleb Vellar, though he does not know it, is the brother of Ezekiel Sean Pratt. Ezekiel was gifted with a fighting prowess unseen in normal humans, and his brother was the same. Kaleb is 2 years younger than Ezekiel, and was gifted with the knowledge of Archery. His skill is unmatched, and he does not miss. He was also enlisted in the Queen's Army in Pearle, and advanced to Corporal. He is a defensive station, and usually is sent with Diplomatic Envoys to ensure their safety.
Name: Dimitri Marcus Oleander
Age: 47
Race: Human
Appearance: Dimitri is an older man, not quite ancient, but graying all the same. He is small, at only 1.8 meters, and skinny. He appears frail, but that is only in body. He has jet black hair that is graying, and starting to bald. He has the look of a kindly grandfather. He wears red and orange flowing robes, traditional of the Council of Houka. His sandals are brown, and he looks almost like a mage, though he is merely a diplomat.
Weapons: Dagger
Special Abilities: Dimitri is a talker. He is a weasel, and can con his way into or out of just about anything. His persuasive powers are incredible.
Bio: Dimitri Oleander grew up a diplomat's son. He was raised solely by his father, as his mother had passed soon after giving birth. He grew to be a cold, calculated, and heartless man. He grew into his position of power, and eventually took over for his father. At his father's funeral, he showed no emotion. No happiness, and no sadness...for it had been he who had ordered his father's death. He learned to be a shrewd argument, and he was place upon the Houkan Council of Advisors. Now aging, he uses his influence and his wealth to turn those who stand in his away against the ones they love, and twists long, convoluted conspiracies around his fingers. He keeps himself well hidden, in plain sight. Horrible things seem to happen around him, and never to him, but he hides it very, very well that he is in fact responsible for them. His heart has turned to black, and he has it set that he will turn the King and Queen to war against Pearle. It will motivate the people...and when they learned it was his idea, his popularity will grow further. He was a leader in the eyes of his King, his Queen, his comrades...and his Godess. Or so he thought.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 10:17 am
Name: Ronan Mintaka
Age:20
Race: Half Elf
Personality:Ronan comes off as very mean and arrogant but that is because he is very powerful in everything he does and has gone through intense training in order to attain that power. Ronan is often very distant from others, this is attributed to the fact that many people he thought he could trust have stabbed him in the back (sometimes literaly). After Ronan has known a person for a while and likes them he will occasionally crack a joke or smile.
Special Abilities: Ronan is skilled in all areas of magic but he mainly uses fire for some reason. He also has a limited telekinesis that allows him to feel peoples thoughts without reading them. This also gives him limited insight into the future.
Appearance:Tall with long black hair with streaks of silver and red. He usually wears a big coat (kinda like Dantes from Devil May Cry) with black pants and usually is wearing a black shirt too. He carries his sword on his back along with a Naginata that he disguises as a walking stick.
Bio: He has been wandering ever since the Kings have been possesed. His family was killed by the war that enveloped the country and he was the only survivor. All he remembers is burying his mother, father, and little brother before his wandering began. He has grown up with a resentment towards others, owing to the fact that he has been alone since he was 13. He is very skilled at magic and swordsmanship although how he became so good is a mystery.
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 8:19 pm
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