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Crytuf
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PostPosted: Wed May 30, 2007 10:46 am


This is the place where the profiles of those who have died will go. It will also serve as a place to put inactive peoples profiles and people who have left the guild.


Mourn the death of those placed here. Chances are they died for good cause.
PostPosted: Wed May 30, 2007 10:47 am


Alex L. Skyhopper
Dead - Killed By Uro

Gaia Name: Alex L. Skyhopper
Character name: Jedit Ojanen
Race: Tigeral
Age: 21
Height: 5’8”
Weapon: doru (a spear that’s 2 meter long with a spearhead on one end and a spike on the other) and a sword with a 2 foot leaf shaped blade and a round shield i meter in diamater
Parents: Wind Grace and Mirri
Home Town: Lirye
Vehicle: Skud
Magic: None
Class: Soldier/warrior

Personality: He is a kind gentle person but does not show his emotions for he believes at they are a weakness. When in combat he is ruthless showing no mercy to any and all who try to harm him, his companions, or the ones he loves

Appearance: He has the body of a blacksmith, he is not lean but he is broad of shoulder and visibly strong, his coloring is a burnt orange color with black strips in a pattern that allows him to blend into the forest shadows.

Picture: User Image

Bio: He was born to a tribe of warriors raised from birth to fight and defend the tribe like every other male. Living in Lirye his people were under a constant threat from werecreatures. He learned to fright with sword and spear, tooth and claw from an early age learning that a man was worth more than his weapons. At the age of 7 he was taken from his mother and placed into training, learning to fight in groups and mounted, This is were he received his Skud mount. The Skud was tame, but strong willed and like Jedit had never been in combat. At the age of 15 he was baptized in fire with the rest of the boys of his unit along with their skud. They were part of the main fighting force against a tribe of wereboars that had established themselves to close to the Tirgral settlement. He saw many of the men he had trained with die that night but learned an important lesion. The man beside you is your greatest weapon. 3 years after this night he left his people in search of more ways to help his people and make himself a better warrior and man.

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PostPosted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 7:28 pm


Dissappeared Never to Return


Gaia Name: Chcraven
Character name: Molic
Race: Human
Age: 13
Height: 3.10"
Weapon: Twin daggers and spells
Parents: 2 humans from Ort
Home Town: Karovinchi
Vehicle: depends on the situation but walking
Magic: Subcontious random spell casting
Class: underdevelpoed mage

Common spells used : Summon, morph, healing, spell eraser.

Personality: Molic is a loud mouthed coward that will alway be ready to shout out his thoughts. If his life is in danger, or he is in any danger at all, his sudden spike of emotion will triger his subconious magic, when this is done successfully not even he will know what will happen. He has developed a stern fear of fearies. Also his cowardis has allowed him the motive to learn all their is to know about magical beasts and how to detect a hidden power in normal creatures.

Appearance: Black spiky hair with scatered blue coloring and two cord pick tails at the base of his skull, forest green eyes, a tight red shirt baggy but not sagged dark blue pants, and a round studded dark blue coller, bare foot, silver nails (finger and toe) and eyelashes, and a wied red, tatoo-like curse scar over his right eye.

Bio: When Molic was 10 his parents sold him to a mage to pay the taxes on their house in Karovinchi. The mage noticed that Molic had the ability to case extremly powerful spells without contious thought, chanting, or anyother form of tool-channeled magic. Molic trained under him for three years grinding his masters nerves to a fine dry powder until he hit the last one, really really hard. The mage sent him away from his land in Karovinchi, not careing where he went, how he'd get there, or even if he had a place to go. Molic remembered the stories his mother used to scream at his father,"I never should have left Ort and married you!"
"Ort," he thought. "Why not?" Molic has lived on the traveling roads heading for Ort since.

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