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Name: Felicity Sumner

(optional)Name Meaning/Nicknames: Feli

Gender (you got a 50/50 chance buddy): Female

Race(Immortal races are okay but not encouraged, as long as you do not use them to powerplay.): Human, Necromancer/Mesmer

Character Looks(Hair color, eye color, etc. Try to give as much detail as possible, please.):
Physical Description - She's a danty six-year-old, most think she is only four. Her hair is thick and plaitnum blonde, kept in messy pictails. Her eyes are a bright blue, ever so welcoming and freindly. Her skin is light, and well usually dirty, as is her hair. She also likes to keep a tiger face painted upon her own, but that tends to wear off rather easily.

Clothing - Her torso is guarded by a large man's shirt, brought in at the waste with a leather belt so that it looks more like a make-shift dress. Her feet are housed in what seem little more than leather pouches, vaguely shaped like feet far to big to be her own; with broken shoe laces tied around the ankles to keep them as much in place as possible. In her belt she keeps a scroll of vellum that seems more like a stage prop for a play, rolled tightly and tucked firmly at her side, she treasures the scroll with all her heart.

Allignment(Good, Neutral, Evil,): Nueltraly evil.. or evily nuetral xP

Personality: Naive is a gross understatement.. she loves to ask questions; even to the point of driving the ones around her insane. She's very friendly and out going as well, and absolutely, utterly cute. She also has no grasp of life and death yet.

History (if your character has one): It's mid-afternoon in a dank, cottage style house. In the din a young child is playing with chunks of coloured wax on a large spread of sheep vellum. The girl had the mobility skills of the average five or six year old, drawing her stick figure renditions of people and animals upon the skin. She reached up to rub her face, smearing red all over her face that had been painted up like her mothers. The girl glances up towards the door to see the babysitter pacing before it, her eyes fall upon the legs and she watches them stride back and forth. She then looks back to the vellum and tries to duplicate the rotted pair with her chalky wax.

Soon the afternoon turns to evening, followed by night when suddenly there is a thud from in front of the door. The girl looks up to see the babysitter sprawled on the floor. Her eyes immediately light up as she scrambled to put away all her toys and drawing supplies, leaving the spread of skin for her mother to see her accomplishments. Another forty minutes after the thud passes before the front door begins to creek open. The girl leaps from the chair she had been sitting in, waiting, she rushes to the door latching onto her mothers legs as soon as they pass the threshold.

"Good evening, Felicity, how have you been?" Her mother calmly asked.

"Good, I drew, see," Felicity then run over to hold up as much of the vellum as he little body could. The mother smiled warmly at the pictures as she made her way to what seemed to be a vanity, pulling the outer mirrors to place her whole body in view. The woman the began to remover her arm and torso armor piece by piece. Soon she had reached the skin on her right side revealing a large puncture wound, bleeding profusely and surrounded by a dingy green that seemed to be trailing her veins. As the woman reached for a cloth from a bowl of liquid she noticed Felicity staring at the wound, confusion and fear in her eyes.

"Don't be scared Feli. It's just colours to make Mommy look tough." The woman the began to tend to her wound once more. She looked back to Felicity noticing her face paint was smeared by the wax, "speaking of colours, looks like you need some new ones!" She tries to make her voice as happy as possible through the pain in her side. She then finished dressing the wound as much as possible, sweat breaking through her tattooed skin as a fever began to take over.

The mother then motion for Felicity to join her at the vanity where she was pulling out the make-up she needed to paint the tiger face on her daughter. The task took her only moments, after a couple years of practice, this had become second nature to her. She then set Feli on the ground, who immediately ran back to her vellum to look at her doodles. The woman then made her way to a desk across the room and pulled out a blank scroll of vellum and a quill from the drawer. She begins to write, looking up trying to think as the fever becomes worse. Felicity watches on as the hours pass, curling up and falling asleep as her mother continues on writing.

In the morning Felicity is awoken frantically be her mother. She sits up, looking to her mother, puzzled. Her mother holds the scroll out to her, holding the girl firmly to keep her attention.

"Felicity listen closely," her mother's clothes were wet with sweat, and dark circles had developed under her eyes. "If I ever go to sleep and stay asleep for a long time you have to take this," she placed the scroll in her hand, "its a scavenger hunt; and you have to start it at dawn of the third day that I am asleep." The woman inhales deeply, trying not to show any sadness, pain or fear as she continued, "you have to start and finish the quest alone, I won't be able to be with you but your a strong girl now and your mind has grown enough for this task." Felicity began to show sadness at the thought of doing this with out her mother; her mother then grabbed her child at the shoulders, giving a firm jolt to get her attention, "listen to me now, Felicity, only your eyes can see the ink," this was not true but the mother did not want the child to learn the contents of the scroll from someone else, "I know you can't read yet but you will learn, then you will be able to finish the hunt. At the end of the hunt you will be able to see me again, but not before." The woman gave her daughter another shake as Feli began to look away, "Felicity you must promise me that you will do this. Promise me now!"

Felicity the let out a shaky response, "I promise," her voice was quiet and uneasy, though she new she always had to keep her promises. Feli then slide off her seat and began to play with her wax on the vellum. Her mother let out a sigh of relief and made her her way to her bed for rest.

The day past as Felicity played and ran about the house, though staying quiet not to bother her mother's sleep. The girl began to become worried as the next day came and her mother remained asleep in bed, she moved her games into her mothers room so that she could keep an eye out for her to wake up. Felicity woke from a nap on the eve of the second day. Knowing that if her mother did not wake by dawn she would have to go as she promised. Felicity ran to the kitchen and began to scramble about the cupboards she could reach. She ran back to her mother's room and climbed up to the bed with a breakfast tray that had a bowl of oatmeal soaked in cold water, her best attempts at the meal.

"Mommy," she said trying to keep the tears from her eyes, "I made you breakfast in bed so now you gotta wake up, you gotta or you food is going to get cold." She then set the tray next to her mother and began to shake her in an effort to wake her up, "I don't wanna go alone, I'm too little and I don't wanna go with out you. Pease don't make me go with out you!" The girl was now out right crying, and nothing could stop her. This went on for well over an hour before the girl finally cried herself to sleep next to her mother's body.

The first light of dawn began to shine through the window, hitting Felicity's eyes. She woke slowly and looked up to her mother, she was not moving. Felicity then took a deep breath and slowly slide off the side of the bed. She walk out to the den and grabbed the scroll her mother had given to her, waving good-bye to the mangled form of her babysitter as she passed the small child made her way out into the world, alone.

Any weapons/armor you have(You should not have very much as a beginner, and you should earn more through rping. Same goes for the next two.): None

Any items you have: The scroll


Any battle skills/magical powers you have:
Animate small dead with a song
Conjure ghostes as messangers and/or illusions
Conjure fear in a subject, very intense and short lived at her level

Character Flaws(You must have at least two.):
Utterly and incredibly naive
Can't read or write
Doesn't understand many things... which leads to many tantrums and fits
Small and very weak

Friends in the Realm: None yet

Enemies in the Realm: None yet

Lover: None.. she's six xD

Pic:

Name: Shien Kitzu

Gender ): Male

Race: Ryu-Kiu (Simply put, a long living race that is based off the coupling of a fallen angel and a human.)

The Ryukiu, besides having large black wings and silver eyes, are well known for their ability to manipulate Asordium, a highly rare metal. They are resistant to holy and dark magics, due to their Angelic and Demonic origins. They are very fast and are known to study obscure magics, such as the manipulation of Blood as a magical weapon.

Character Looks: Along with his change in personality, Shien has changed a bit too. He looks more mature now, standing at 6'9 tall and a bit thinner then before, muscles making up most of his bulk now. He stands straighter, a tint to his silver eyes now that sends a shiver down your spine if you stare too long. The tint of darkness, of cold, icy darkness ebbing from them. Unless, of course, he meets someone he cares for. Then he's rather smiley and happy. I won't describe much more, better described in his picture. >> <<

Allignment: Chaotic.

Personality: Shien's personality is a shadow of itself. He is cold, distant and a lot more anti-social then before. He does not speak unless it serves a purpose, and a darn good one. He is cold to those he does not know, mild to those he does and warm to those he remember fondly or cares for.

History: "Forget what you know of me. What you knew of me. It doesn't exsist anymore. You don't know Shien."

Any weapons/armor you have:Snowfault, a ice based katana. Very sharp and durable, as well as lightweight. It's magical powers are all Ice based, and Shien seems to possess a intimate knowlage of all of them. Snowfault emits a intense aura of cold air in a 20 meter radius around him that changes feelings and overall tempature depending on his mood. It also produces snowflakes and ice shards when he swings it, and when it cuts a person's skin, it numbs the area terribly.

Any items you have: Glasses, Cigarettes.


Any battle skills/magical powers you have: Shien is strong, fast, has good stamina and is quick on his feet. Shien's main form of attack rests in his katana skills, which are superb, and his katana itself. His 'magic' is the use of smoke as a weapon, or Smoke Magic as he calls it. Quite deadly and painful, it is useful to him in a fight. He can also fly, and possess the 'Arangelus Jump' technique, which allows him to completely fade from reality for a good time, avoiding damage. Of course, he can't hit while in this form either, so..

Character Flaws:Shien does not ask for help, no matter how bad his wounds or how outnumbered he is. He is very quick to anger, though quick to forgive as well, and he hates making allies.

Friends in the Realm: Few.

Enemies in the Realm: Who isn't?

Lover: Deirdra, if she is still around.

Pic: http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y244/Lordshi/ShienBrown1.jpg

http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y244/Lordshi/Shien-WrongEyes.jpg

Name: Ginkaku Hideki

(optional)Name Meaning/Nicknames: Gin

Gender (you got a 50/50 chance buddy): Male

Race(Immortal races are okay but not encouraged, as long as you do not use them to powerplay.): Human with magical skills.

Character Looks(Hair color, eye color, etc. Try to give as much detail as possible, please.): Brown medium lenght hair. Wears a bandage over his left eye the eye that is visible is a deep blue. Wears a white/black jacket and a black shirt underneath a chain hangs off one part of the collar on the jacket. On his left ear he has three gold hoop earings. He has two gold bracelets on his left wrist and has fair skin. He has regular white pants and black boots. He stands at around 5' 9".

Allignment(Good, Neutral, Evil,): Good

Personality: Normally a regular happy-go-lucky kind of guy. It takes a lot to anger him but when angered he is a fearless fighter. Also shy around new people and people he doesn't know very well.

History (if your character has one): His home was raided by thugs one night. His parents fought to protect him but died trying, the brigands got to him and cut his left eye he suddenly just had a burst of fire come out of his hands but before he knew what happened he passed out. When he awoke he saw the massacre in his house and burried his parents behind the house then left. He travelled for a long time just to find himself. He found an old fourtune teller in an alley and she said that he was destined for something good. He searches for any clues to what this thing is.

Any weapons/armor you have(You should not have very much as a beginner, and you should earn more through rping. Same goes for the next two.): Only a dagger.

Any items you have: A family pendant his father gave him


Any battle skills/magical powers you have: Basic fire magic knowledge and knife skills.

Character Flaws(You must have at least two.): Gets involved in things best left alone and very sympathetic

Friends in the Realm: None so far

Enemies in the Realm: None so far

Lover: None

Pic:

Name:darkwaters

(optional)Name Meaning/Nicknames:dark?

Gender (you got a 50/50 chance buddy):female

Race(Immortal races are okay but not encouraged, as long as you do not use them to powerplay.):human/fox demon

Character Looks(Hair color, eye color, etc. Try to give as much detail as possible, please.) dark brown lolita like hair,fox ears and tail(usually not out)5'7,purple eyes

Allignment(Good, Neutral, Evil,):in the middle of neutral and evil

Personality:sad, and deppressing.very defensive when it comes to defending her friends/family.isnt afraid to say what she feels.isnt the nicest person in the world

History (if your character has one):darkwaters used to live in a foster home.people would make fun of her because she was different.she was a total outcast.she was tired of all of it so,she used her telepathy and sent the foster home up to the moon.that is when she found out she had telepathy.she came to ria high in hope of actually having a normal life

Any weapons/armor you have(You should not have very much as a beginner, and you should earn more through rping. Same goes for the next two.):a whip

Any items you have:nothing but the essentials


Any battle skills/magical powers you have:dark techs,telepathy

Character Flaws(You must have at least two.):she does not yet know how to control her powers.when angry or sad,strange things happen,and easily gets angry

Friends in the Realm: currently none

Enemies in the Realm: currently none

Lover:not yet

Pic sad i wont put it up yet cause I dont know what it will look like)