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 Posted: Thu Nov 11, 2010 3:08 pm
 "I am your killer; I am your last breath. I am the poison that is sweeping through your veins. I am the Witch Doctor."
Until I met the Alchemist. He offered me power—stability! I wouldn't have to vend my knowledge to scum anymore. So I killed my mother in exchange to be by his side. He gave me rats—other wolves—to practice my poisons with. Pack wolves. They showed courage, always spouting foolish nothings until they breathed their last breath. And then I would laugh. I had power over them and that's all that mattered.[ x ][Personality]Motivated by her mother's foolishness Sri is impatient, snappy, and malicious. Very rarely would she show mercy to those she believes weaker than her, which in essence, is every wolf. It takes great effort to be seen as equal in her eyes. She lacks the cunning grace of other Alchemist wolves, and is very direct and forceful when she manipulates other Ikal into doing what she wants. Though she'll be wary of wolves she has met for the first time it won't take long for Sri to judge and to categorize wolves as either weak and stupid, weak, or mediocre.
She strongly believes that her knowledge in poisons and medicines gives her a higher authority than others. Since the knowledge and skill isn't readily available to every Ikal, her belief is rarely refuted which only increases the level of her arrogance.[ x ][Likes]Competent Wolves
:::::Her encounters with intelligent wolves are too far in between and is always grateful if she finds one that
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Wolves with Power
:::::She loves power. This might be the only thing she finds attractive sexually.
Playing Bait
:::::She finds it highly amusing holding an antidote in front of a wolf she just poisoned. [ x ][Dislikes]Disorganization
:::::Mess up her plans because you can't get your head straight will lead to an early death.
Naivety
:::::She'll eat you. Or turn you into a potion ingredient.
Children
:::::Mainly for their naivety. She finds a child agreeable, she might adopt it. Might.[ x ][Relationships]- Zaeed (Acquaintance)[ x ][RP History] AGE :: STATUS :: LINK/TITLE :: TYPE :: DATEAdult :: Abandoned :: Marshland :: PRV :: July20 - N/A
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Posted: Thu Nov 11, 2010 7:23 pm
 "I am reality, I am truth. I am the knowledge you have yet to learn. I am the Storyteller."
[ x ][History]When I was first summoned into this world, I was rather innocent, just like the average child. Meeting this man, the Alchemist, changed all that. It was sickening, to see his greed manifest in every action he took; heart wrenching. He offered me three choices: Shaman. Seer. Storyteller. In the end I chose Storyteller. ? To see into the future, to heal others... I chose to be a Storyteller because I had changed. Why should I see into the future, when this man controlled it? Why should I become a shaman and fight for this man? This man who held power over us, did not care for our wounds, if we got hurt, we were weak. If we healed others, we were soft. No, I did not want these positions that so obviously benefited this disgusting man. I chose something that would not benefit him: I became a simple story teller.
Yes... I had changed since I was first summoned to this realm. I held compassion for the weak, I once loved my brethren as much as a child would their mother. But to be around this man you must grow strong, you must grow cold. It is true, I am not as strong as the others of this the Xa'los Pack, I have many faults; I could not retain my compassion as others have. During my residence in that home I became a great speaker as I spoke to my siblings. I gave speech to them every night, again and again convincing them that we should run, escape. My power over words grew stronger by the day. In the end the Alchemist still held power over me, influenced my decisions by his presence alone. How shameful, to admit this, but it was done.
Thus, I chose this path. Along with my siblings, I finally escaped. There is a lesson to be learned here. As our experiences tell us, with every challenge we gain invaluable knowledge and skills. Just as I hated the Alchemist for controlling my future, through my struggles against him I gained my freedom. If it was a victory or not... who knows. [ x ][Personality]Seotun is very down to earth. He believes that many of the common stories told are just stories to soothe and inspire children. However he also believes the power of stories and how these stories and legends affects the aspirations and hopes of others and uses this knowledge to his benefit. While he won't hesitate to use his ability and rank as story teller to his advantage when it comes to manipulating others he also finds having underhanded reasons exhausting and more often than not, he would not care to put the effort into manipulating others. In sense, Seotun is wretched; feeling no passion for his rank as others may, turning his duties into something ugly and cynical.
It's very noticeable how Seotun feels about his duties however it is due to his abilities as a renowned story teller that allows him to keep his rank despite more enthusiastic demons willing to take it from him. In nostalgia, whenever young demons would gather around him he would remember his own naivety as a child and tell them a story that would subtly educate them about the harshness of life indirectly while entertaining them. [ x ][Likes]Original Ideas
:::::A Storyteller has to be equipped with ideas. Having new ideas always means new stories.[ x ][Dislikes]Rogues
:::::The bane of his existence. He'll attack any on sight unless they turn tail fast.
Arrogance
:::::Seotun firmly believes that no one knows everything. Don't act cocky.[ x ][Relationships]- Salanesh (Acquaintance)
- Meilo (Enemy)
[ x ][RP History] AGE :: STATUS :: LINK/TITLE :: TYPE :: DATEAdult :: Complete :: Uoi'Nota Halloween Roleplay Event :: Even RP :: Oct6 - Nov8
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 12:42 pm
 "I was the first victim. Now I have become one of them. My name is Princess Darielle and I am an Ikal."
But then... suddenly I was once again alive! I reached out towards my husband only to find him gone. I was alive but enslaved to my killer, the Alchemist. And I was no longer human, but an Ikal, enslaved to follow his wishes. I suppose I was his sick treasure, a reminder of his victory of how he tricked the Prince of Sikluen, the Prince that offered me treasures, into doing his bidding in exchange for my hand. Not that he would want it now, or I him. Since then I had been hidden by his servants except for one, Leviathan, the Ikal that had slain me. The first Ikal.
tbc...[ x ][Personality]Ready to do her duties without hesitation, even if she disagrees with them with her entire being. Her world revolves around her duty, and without her obligations she is often confused at what to do. In fact, ever since she was revived by the Alchemist she had calmly followed his wishes (much to her disgust) because that was all she knew.
That is not to say that she is a mindless obedient creature. Her head is full of opinions and beliefs that she was raised to ignore as a female. Years afterwards when she left the Alchemist after meeting a group of Ikals, Darielle is slowly acting on her ideals now that she has come to realize her duty is to survive and make a new life. While unsteady in her decisions she is still noble and honorable, and she will undoubtedly show that in her actions.[ x ][Likes]Unity
:::::Her world was once her kingdom and anything reminds her of her past life is welcome, though bittersweet.
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 9:15 pm
 "I am the reader of destiny. I know the fate of many. I am the Seer, nothing is hidden from my eyes."
What this means is that the universe has a mean and order to everything within it, if not the finer details. Because of this Gugmin has to have a set time schedule that must be followed with incredible discipline. Her possessions must be placed in their proper location and so on and so forth. When everything goes according to her schedule she is very compliant and polite.
When her way of life is threatened she begins to have visions of the future which reinforces her believe in universal order. Before her visions occur, Gugmin's mannerisms and actions take on a different tone and she becomes snappy and malicious. Often she will tell Ikals false prophecies as petty revenge for disrupting her schedule.
However there are times when she acts solely, without the guidance of the Universe. At these times she's incredibly socially awkward and gains an odd humor. Can be rude and mocking or humorous and caring. [ x ][Likes]Universal Order
:::::Her way of life. Don't challenge it.
Extraordinary Discipline
:::::You have to be disciplined to do the same thing at the same time over and over... and over.
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:::::Her anathema; it makes her go batshit crazy.
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::::::::[ x ][Relationships]- Hiram (Acquaintance) - "Such an interesting boy."[ x ][RP History] AGE :: STATUS :: LINK/TITLE :: TYPE :: DATEAdult :: Complete :: Horizons :: PRP :: Nov27 - Dec27
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 11:03 pm
 "I am the passer of customs and traditions. I am a piece of our lost culture. I am the Keeper of Traditions."
I spent countless hours memorizing ceremonies and rituals, blessings and curses. I lived in isolation until my parents were killed by brutish Alchemist Rogues and my studies stopped. My source of knowledge was erased and I continue to live in isolation, chanting rituals so that I may never forget. For I refuse to.[ x ][Personality]Proud and at times arrogant, Gwoemul takes great pride in her knowledge of ceremonies (though they are really pointless and no other Ikal remembers them) and is always willing to educate others. She often goes off on tangents when speaking, never really one to focus on one topic for too long. Anti-social but not timid, Gwoemul comes off as insane.
/needs clarification[ x ][Likes]Ceremonies
:::::They don't have to be accurate to what she knows, but she loves seeing generations follow another.
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::::::::[ x ][Relationships]- ??? (Acquaintance)[ x ][RP History] AGE :: STATUS :: LINK/TITLE :: TYPE :: DATEAdult :: Incomplete :: Marshland :: PRV :: July20 - N/A
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 1:57 am
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- Mazouku (Father)
- Mykka (Sister)
- Sylvatra (Sister)[ x ][RP History] AGE :: STATUS :: LINK/TITLE :: TYPE :: DATEAdult :: Incomplete :: Marshland :: PRV :: July20 - N/A
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2010 2:45 pm
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The two of us lived in isolation, rarely seeing another Ikal. Though we learned much from those we saw. We found happiness in each other, becoming so close that we could finish each other's sentences. To this day we live together, unwavering as we face dangers for I trust Rounda. And I trust Tundra.
/needs to be redone[ x ][Personality]Both Tundra and Rounda are immature when they're playing around or are within company of other Ikal. The only time they act serious is in the face of impending doom (which they quickly scatter away from) or when they're low on food. They're incredibly ruff around the edges, violent, unruly, and always are speaking in their own kind of broken English. While they are always warm to visitors, they never really trust them with anything important to them, and will never stick around them long.
Tundra however is the weaker Ikal and is slightly but not noticeably smaller than Rounda. However he's faster and will even talk at a faster pace than Rounda. Sharp-minded and sharp-tongued, Tundra isn't someone that you can easily trick.
Rounda is the bigger and stronger Ikal of the two. He's heavy footed and is more reluctant to insult others. Instead, he acts out. Great endurance and stamina, Rounda relies on his strength to do the talking, but don't think for a second that he's dim witted.
/needs to be redone too[ x ][Likes]Company
:::::They find meeting another Ikal highly amusing, seeing how different other Ikal can be.
Playing & Goofing Off
:::::They're both immature boys, always playing together if they're not scavenging.
Food
:::::Don't trust them with yours. You won't get it back. [ x ][Dislikes]Disloyalty
:::::#1 in their value list is loyalty. Never go against your word or promise to them. They'll take it too seriously.
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::::::::[ x ][Relationships]- Lenja (Enemy // Kill on Sight)[ x ][RP History] AGE :: STATUS :: LINK/TITLE :: TYPE :: DATEAdult :: Incomplete :: Tricksters Bluff :: PRP :: Nov27 - Dec12
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