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 Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 1:44 pm
Some of these profiles are copy and paste jobs that I'm going to modify at some point so that they can work with the Rp of my chosing. Following that will be a post design of some kind for that character.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 1:48 pm
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She has been known by many names over the years, but recently she has taken both the name and guise of: Rohe.
█ ∥⊰✥⊱∥ █ TITLES & CLASS █
█ ∥⊰✥⊱∥ █ LAND & RESIDENCE █
Over the years Rohe has bought many domains and in some cases stolen many more but currently she only frequents these locations.
Inserisci il Buio | Entrance of Darkness
[The Path] | [Outer Limits - Front] | [Exterior] | [Interior]
Found on the Northwest border of the Borderlands, A cultivation of several centuries Inserisci il Buio is both home and dragon hoard for Rohe.
Coming Soon....
Order of Discord | Her Domain
Coming Soon....
█ ∥⊰✥⊱∥ █ SEXUALITY & RELATIONSHIP STATUS █
Innocent white. Moody grey. Sultry black. Rohe’s style is simple but elegant. Her favorite outfit is a sleeveless cloak of floor length white, Hooded it covers most of her head with modest flair. The high split on her side however ruins the effect showing most of her leg and upper thigh. Only a gauzy tunic, thin but covering, hides her shame. Belted stockings reaching to sinful heights allude to lacey under things. Gauntlets and smelted boot gilt with thorny rose cover both her arm, from claw to elbow, and her leg, from toe to knee, add a almost dangerous effect to her person.
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HAIR | White blond
EYES | Amber
HEIGHT | 5 feet 9 inches
WEIGHT | 198 pounds
CLOTHES
SPEAKING STYLE
How they hold themselves.
█ ∥⊰✥⊱∥ █ ITEMS & OTHER █
PUT ITEMS & OTHER HERE
What do they own? Got any pets?
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There was a time when light and joy never existed. Where dark potions and magic were of common day use. When darkness reigned and fear abound upon the world. And stirring in that darkness, born from a frightened child's scream....Rohe was born. Her first memory is of the thick scent of soil and a wintry chill that combated against her natural heat. Prickly and painful upon her newly made flesh as the cold sought bone and marrow.
For one so long without form this was not daunting or frightening...it was decadent. Almost pleasurable. Like a cat seeking the sun she stretched her limbs to its greatest extent. Her back arching and bowing in delight as her movements stirred the already dirt laden air with the scent of crushed grass. Purring in delight she clawed at the ground seeking more…wanting more. After so long a time seeing only the barren spaces of the Underworld this alone was like a forbidden treat. No rock and soot this but real and true greenery. Her new discovery was short lived however by a small tug, like a owner pulling on a leash, called her attention. Bertrand, her new master. At the time of their meeting he had been nothing but a callow youth of one and twenty playing with magic far beyond his reach. As her eyes met his from some space away the feeling of his fear, like a bead of sweat trickling down a worried brow, was delicious. It would be easy, she thought, to destroy him. To devour him whole. Savoring each bite like a sweet and tender morsel. How he would scream in fright as he was slowly consumed right down to his rotten core. With plans spinning brilliantly through her mind she shifted to a form more pleasant to the human eye. Her amber orbs showing a light that could easily be mistaken for desire. He shook like a leaf when she moved toward him. Wearing nothing but a smile and cruel intentions. Her hand was within touching distance, his name curling upon her lips like a lover’s cry as she made ready to enact her plan.
With a stance contrary to his inner most heart he finally addressed her…by her true name. The shock was instant. Unbidden a hiss crossed her lips and fingers once soft and delicate in nature turned to unforgiving claws. No one knew of her real name. At least no one that still lived. Names hold power and dominion of the soul unlucky enough to test fate. And she had never been fool enough to try it. So how could this simple man, blessed with power though he was, have such knowledge beyond his means? The answer came in a instant. A dark tome and a amulet held protectively within his grip. She had not noticed them before, but now that he called attention to it….
She wanted it. She wanted to rip the book’s pages from its aging spine and burn it. Bit by bit. The amulet. She wanted it gone. Like thick and heavy chains it held her tethered to this world and away from her one desire. To find that such a book held knowledge of her existence….carefully uncurling her fingers she wiped her face of all emotion. Leaving nothing behind but vague interest. She must not show her true intent. To do so would show weakness. In time her hands would be upon that book. Her life was long and practically unending. A mortal’s life was sadly fragile and short. They could easily become sick. Accidents could happen to break bones and maim. Yes….many things could happen to her darling master. She just had to wait. Her mood relatively pleasant, or at least outwardly so in the face of the mortal‘s obvious gloating, she finally asked for the contract of their partnership. The mage’s deepest wishes were simple. Power. He wanted more. And the death of his old and aging master would achieve his goal. As the King’s right hand man the old fool was in the perfect position to control the kingdom. Nothing could stop him. He had the power and the knowledge, just not the heart or the nerve to work his plot. The death of the old magician must come first. Easy enough, he was already a elderly sort. An untimely death wouldn’t be so unusual. The King however would have to linger for a while longer. Too many supporters. Not to mention too many eyes on him. It would be difficult to take both of them out but not really undoable. The look as she told him as much was nothing short of arrogance. Pitiful fool. He didn’t even know that he would not live long enough to truly enjoy the power he craved so much.
Beware all those who show a beautiful face. It holds false pleasures. And great dangers.
These words alone could easily describe Rohe’s nature. Loose limbed and graceful she gives off a taste of mystery. Her smiles secretive and nearly playful as each word spills from her mouth like the sweetest honey. Her tawny eyes promise warm nights and easy laughter. Caring. Full of pleasant sentiment. But this is all a lie. Truthfully its rare that she cares for anything besides her own agenda. Rarer still does she involve anyone with said plans. She has a firm hatred of those who are weak. Humans in particular. The weakest beings of all in her mind. And why should she believe any different? Constantly they reach for more. Sucking the life from anything they touch. Controlling and disgusting in their desires. She should know....she has been both slave and tool to them for years. But no more. Soon she will be free from them. Soon....
D i s l i k e s
- Rain
- Her Leash [Amulet]
- Mirrors
- Weakness
L i k e
+ Wine
+ Fine Jewelry
+ Luscious fabrics
+ Plants
+ Tea
█ ∥⊰✥⊱∥ █ CURSES & BLESSINGS █
....... Curse : The Mark
A fading brand in the shape of a waxing and waning moon that runs the width of Rohe's upper back, it represents the tendus hold she has on the mortal plane. To function properly there must be two beings connected, her master of which they wear the symbol of a rising or setting sun for the bond to truly be complete. The magic within the marks acts like a parasitic bond. Effectively substaining Rohe's lifeforce with the human's own and acting like a trace between host and parasite in times of need. She has long since learned how to get around this need for the mark or a master, but that mark still remains. The mark of a demon under contract.
...... Curse : The Amulet
..............[Link]
A dark red ruby set in stunning silver, there is no other description to its meaning in Rohe's life than that of a glorified leash. A large part of the reason why Rohe can live in the mortal world without a contractor, it can actively be used to control or destroy her if in the wrong hands. It is her heart, her soul, and for all extents and purposes her entire being all in one. Just acting against the owner of the amulet would put her in physical pain beyond all comprehension. Something she would never allow. As such she keeps it close her being at all times. On a thick chain enchanted to burn all unwary hands, on a single link safe guarded from all under clothing around her waist. One way of control is enough, she needed no other way for someone to manipulate her.
███████████████████████████xxx████████████ ABILITIES ███████████████████████████xxx████████████ █ ∥⊰✥⊱∥ █ FIGHTING STYLE █
Bāguàzhǎng [ Eight Trigrams ] DEF
[Info]
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Kokawa [ Dambe ] OFF
[Info]
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█ ∥⊰✥⊱∥ █ WEAKNESSES & FATAL FLAWS█
- Hearing -
Having the ability to hear sounds at such a degree can come at a cost, like a canine high pitched tones can cause great pain and if used effectively can her stop her cold.
- Night Vision -
Though her night vision is great, like any with this ability sudden burst of bright light can blind her. Only her ability to transform saves her somewhat from the after effects, but that's only if she can do so in time.
- Demonic Wards -
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- The Contract -
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- The Amulet -
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- Enhanced Speed -
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- Enhanced Strength -
As as supernatural being Rohe's strength is quite beyond that of a human beings. But she is by no measure to the strongest demon in creation, only one of the few oldest.
- Enhanced Senses -
Night Vision: Rohe can see in the dark with ease, but this very fact has a slight draw back...
Sense of Smell: Her sense of smell is beyond sharp. Without the help of magical means she can catch a scent in the wind from miles away. But more importantly she can smell the very use of magic.
Hearing: Her hearing is quite acute. So much so the even a she can hear speech some rooms away. Though of course certain wall materials dampens the effect.
- Transformation -
As a demon Rohe has the ability to change her outer appearance to reflect either her or her master's needs. Be that of the cosmetic transformation into her various human guises or into her true demonic form. This transformation is a low level ability common for most underworld dwellers.
- Manifestaion -
A common mode of travel for her, its seen by the eye as a misty shadow moving from place to place and reforming into a solid form. This mode of travel even allows her through small cracks and spaces. The only way she can truly be kept out is by warding the room its self against her kind.
- Body Manipulation -
A by product of her ability to transform, she has the ability to shape her very form into something to her current use. Such as toughening her skin or strengthening her nails into actual claws. This ability also allows her to shift her organs or transform them into something else for a different use.
- Black Magic -
Another common ability for a demon, though one that she has honed with years of use and practice.
█ ∥⊰✥⊱∥ █ WEAPONS AND ARMOR █
PUT WEAPONS AND ARMOR STATUS HERE
What kind of a weapon do you have? Sword? And what kind of armor do you use? Where did you get it form?
PUT SKILLS HERE
What other things do they know how to do?
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 2:00 pm
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