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Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 3:23 pm
EDIT:
Okay everyone, a member of the guidl came up to me with the idea that instead of having one thread for all the profiles, we would create a subforum for them.
Each person will post a thread titled with their characters name, and they will put their profile in there. For those wo have already posted their profile, please just copy and paste it.
After their profile is posted, each person could use their thread as a kind of journal throughout their time in Motar Gurr.
Sorry for the incovinience!
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 8:36 am
Quote: Heres mine. I am going to roleplay as two characters. Each one of them is going to have a different font and clor to their posting so you can tell them apart. I would rather not have so many people do it, because I know it can be quite trying to act as two characters, but thats your choice. trust me I have RPed for 14 years I have had six in one chat room... three in one forum lol with two in another room. but yea here is mine. User name: Seporoth_Oblivion name: Angura Race: Human/Angel( due to anti modding reasons) Sex: Male Position: High Guardian, weilder of the thirteen magics Weapon of Choice: "Remorce" flamberge long sword (he name s his weapons) Apperance: Given he is half angel his form may verry due to his situation, but as he also is human he can only take form of a human. He normaly wears a white robe with black satian lace. His famberge is normaly upon his back, as well as a staff in hand. Personalty: He is normaly wise and tender hearted with everyone, but given he is a gardian, he also has a tormented side, and is commonly mistaken as a demon or a fallen angel in that form. He is open yet riddlistic on his key area's.
 His dragon is drakkon, the dark protogy.
"For light to emerse there must be darkness."
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Seporoth_Oblivion Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 1:57 pm
Played By: Velma-Kelly88 Character Name: Mayarra Race: Fairie/Gaurdian Sex: Female Position: un-official- healer, trainer of guardians, student, tracker Weapon of choice: Herself and a Short sword Appearance- looks seventeen, is truly six-hundred fifty-two. She wears many thing. In combat she wears mainly a loose tunic, fitted pants, leather boots, and a black belt. All of the other clothes but the belt are varying shades of Green. She has her sword in its hilt strapped to the belt, as well as a black leather pouch, a dagger, and a black leather box. In her boots is a second dagger, matching the one at her hip. She has short brunette hair, plaited down her back. She has hazel eyes and wears green bands at her wrists. Personality: a quiet beauty, most say. But, when it is needed most or at completely surprising times, she can be a talkative person, who always has the answer. Dragon: Gwenyhfara cheese_whine Student form: Healer Form:
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 4:10 pm
 Username: TheMaskedDude Name: Gentium Race: Half-Elf Sex: Male Position: Student Weapon of choice: Fists, Magic Appearance: Gen stands in at 5'10", with cold grey eyes and obnoxious purple hair. He wears a blue tunic, with brown pants and a brown leather belt. A white piece of cloth is also tied around his waist, keeping his tunic tidy. Gen wears brown boots that come halfway up his lower legs. His mantle and cape are bright red, with a white lining and gold trim. He wears brown fingerless gloves. Personality: Gen is an angry, troubled youth who is somewhat anti-social, and keeps to himself more often than not. He treats all living things with an equal amount of contempt, save those rare beings who prove their worth to him. ((It's been a while since I've played a badguy, but I have so much fun when I do^^)) My Dragon-to-be, Rhyonell:
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 4:51 pm
Name - Megamickel
Age - 27
Race - Human
Weapons - Megamickel carries with him an Elvish shortsword named Anguirel (Yeah, it's LOTR Elvish. Can't remember what it means, sadly...). He also has a silver knife, used in rituals and preparation of ingredients. However, he rarely uses the weapons, preferring to use his druidic magic.
Appearance - Megamickel wears a long, brown robe that nearly drags on the ground. He stands about 5'8", wearing a simple rope as a belt, upon which he carries his Elvish shortsword, along with a small bag for coins and a leather pouch for ritual ingredients. His hair is a dirty blond-ish color, and cut at the sholder. His eyes are a steel grey, showing kindness and determination.
Bio - Megamickel is a druid. He studied with the druids for twelve years after running away from his homeland of Gralia at the age of 8. His homeland was destroyed in a war with the sand nation of which killed many of his people. He is thought to be the son of King Ophius IV, but noone knows for sure, not even him. He is not the greatest of druids, but he has mastered finding water and purifying it, discerning one type of herb from another, and even using the power of nature to hold enemies in place. The druids he trained with were all slaughtered by the people who lived nearby, and he was one of four survivors of that particular circle. He seeks to find more druids in other groves around the world and bring them together for a stand against the opression the circle has faced for years.
An autobiography in Megamickel's own words... When I was younger, my parents raised me to follow their religion. They taught me that the druids were to be hated, that they were evil sorcerers to be feared. But that just made them interesting. I became obsessed with the druidic faith, learning all I could about them. I had to study in secret, for fear of my parents' wrath. I began to speak with them, learning to commune with the forest. I was to be initiated as a druid in the next month. Then they discovered us. The townspeople came after us with torches and pitchforks. But we were smarter; we hid among the trees, blending in with our surroundings. The townspeople were outraged and threw their torches, burning the forest. Many noble druids were killed in the blaze. The survivors swore vengance upon the town. Using our combined magic, we summoned a rainstorm to save the forest. This storm strengthened into a massive tempest. We threw our fury upon the town. We killed many of the townspeople. The debt was repaid.
But there were survivors. My parents had discovered my absence. They knew where I was; they knew I hadn't been killed in the storm. They lead the remaining villagers to attack us. I saw them while sitting among the branches of a tall oak... They had not just simple townspeople, but soldiers. They had a sizable military force brought down from the capital. We were afraid, but more importantly, angry. We grabbed what weapons we could from the forest; Broken logs made clubs, rusted pitchforks made daggers, old branches made staves. We marched to meet the army at the forest's edge. A rain of arrows was upon us, but we were able to repel them using the combined magic of all the druids. We threw stones, dirt, whatever we could find at our opressors. A bloody battle ensued. During the battle, I saw my parents among the force. I was apalled! They had come... to kill me! I knew what had to be done. I sought them out among the army. They told me to come with them. I refused. My father approached me with his sword raised. I shoved my makeshift dagger into his chest.
My mother fell to her knees. She began to weep hystarically for the loss of my father. I told her to go. She looked up at me and gasped. "Go, get out of here!" I said. She nodded, and ran. Ran and ran and ran. She escaped into the forest, though I never saw her when I returned there. After hours and hours of fighting, the army finally ran from our assault of magic. I knew that we would have to escape. We ran from the town, each going our seperate ways. I don't know how many survived... I vowed to uphold the druidic faith, wherever I went, protecting the druids from persecution in all parts of the world. I was no great druid myself, but I would learn. I studied in the groves of druids in places I could only dream of visiting. Yet I would not rest until the druidic order was protected. We will rise again and come out of the forests. The time of the druids is near.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 6:39 pm
Username: XOxo_HugsAndKisses_oxOX Name: Tashi Race: Half Elven, and Half Fae Age: 16 Sex: Female Position: Student at Motar Gurr. Weapon of choice: She is a quite capable archer, however she is more inclined to use her staff. He staff is taller than she, and is engraved, with her life story, in a different language none know- for it is a language she created. Appearance: Of average heigth, Tashi is of slender build. Her dark her ends in a braid at her hip. Her eyes are striking gray blue. She is most commonly dressed in straples top which, resembles a breast band, covers only what is necessary. She wears low pants which are slightly baggy. Personality: While she trys to reamain in a bubbly attitude, her bitterness arises quickly when the Motar Gurr enters the conversation. Bio: Brought to Motar Gurr at age six, she arrived under false pretenses. Her elven mother, afraid of the abilities Tashi had developed from her Fae father, had told her they were going to visit her father. However, Tashi discovered otherwise when her mother left Motar Gurr without her. Bitter and angry, she can not wait until she recieves her dragon, Talitha, and is able to leave and search for her mother once again.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 7:04 pm
Name biggrin ark age confused ??? (she looks like a 18 don't ask her real age she has been stuck with this curse for to long) RPC:  Human pic:  bio:her mother was murdered when she was 5 years old she never knew her father but he was believed to be a great and power full man, she believes that she has a brother on planet gaia some were she also believes before she was born her father and her brother toke off from angels pro and came to planet gaia leaving her and her mother on angel pro to fend for them selfs, through out her life she was always a demon but her mother and every one else on angels pro was a angel, the others hated her and throw rocks at her and with out any one to look after her she was left on the streets all alone until she met a old man living out of town he was no angel he was a elf he looked after her until she was 15 then she left angels pro and came to planet gaia to take over planet gaia. weapon:she has a sword that transforms in to a unbreakable sword thats power is unbelievable, she has two guns one with two angel wings on it and the other has a two torn demon wings on them (she doesn't use them much) when she uses her guns its a one hit one kill shot and she never misses, her last weapon its unknown to all but it helped her though her life she only uses it when she truly is never death it may not seem that power full but it is (the weapons name will not be told in this profile) races biggrin emon Curse: she can never die of old age and she can never rain her evil powers upon planet gaia or any other planet for Alexandra cursed her and now she lives forever trying to break the curse so one day she may take what she believes is hers planet gaia.
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 7:27 am
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