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 Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 1:23 pm
This is where you will post your character profiles. If you are a returning member to the guild, we would still like to have a record on file, so please repost. Here is the new template: Quote: Gaia Screenname: Name: Race: Age: Relationships – Please state the relationship, and screenname of the person if it is another character. Appearance: A picture is ok for this, but please do not stretch the page. Weapons: Magic Skills: Not too many…I would say no more then 3 to start out with. Biography: Anything else we should know? Please be as detailed as possible with everything, and if there are any questions, please let us know, specifically by pming the guild account or myself (Syrens Song). AoD Crew
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 1:49 pm
[Gaia Screenname]: Syrens Song
[Name]: Miya Aredhel
[Race]: vampiric elf hybrid
[Age]: "old"...she looks to be around 28 or so
[Relationships]: None that currently matter. Over time, her relationships have diminished in the family department.
[Physical Appearance]: Miya is a 5'10", 120 lb girl with a toned body, obviously hardened by battle and training. Her eyes are a cool grey color, dulled with �age� and experience. Where they used to be a vibrant, glowing silver, they are now a granite grey color, and as hardened as the stone. Her long red hair is usually pulled up, or tucked behind her pointed elven ears, keeping it out of her face for the most part, although most of the time long wisps of bangs will find their way out and frame her face. Her facial features are strangely delicate, as is expected for elves. She has no real wrinkles; her skin is practically flawless save for a few dark freckles dotting her nose and cheeks, and tanned naturally from the sun. She does not see it necessary to wear a lot of makeup, and rarely wears any if she can avoid it. Her beauty is more of a natural one.
[Personality]: Miya is more of the "kick-a**" female who thinks that whatever a man can do, she can as well. This means that she is a feminist, in every sense of the word, and holds these principles in high regard. As it pertains to her, well she uses these things to start fights, a lot of which are based solely on the fact that she is bored and craves adventure in her life. Everything that she starts, or is a part of, she has to finish it. She cannot stand to have unfinished business in her life. Furthermore, she feels that she has to be strong for everyone else, which makes showing her feelings to people very hard sometimes. Not to mention the fact that she feels she, as a leader, must be the one to keep only apositive outlook and not let others know when she is sad or angry. This tends to lead to a lot of emotional turmoil inside of her and, every once in a while, a nervous breakdown...
Her more gentle side, however, is rarely seen though existent and underlying in everything that she does. Her friends are the world to her, and she will do anything and everything within her power to make sure that they stay safe�whether that means her personal sacrifice or not. People have always been her concern, which is why she works so hard to keep her vampiricism in check. She does not see this as a strength, actually more of a weakness. The blood lust that she feels causes her to sometimes go against the morals that she holds dear to her, and it is during these times that she finds herself training and pushing herself physically more to keep her mind off of the psychological pain and physical barriers that are caused by this. Her main weakness, at least mentally, is mainly her opinion of herself. She is shy about her abilities, both on the battlefield, and off, and is sometimes unsure how to handle people. While she tries to be there for everyone at any time, she knows that this is sometimes impossible to accomplish, and when she cannot do something for someone who needs help, she takes it as a personal weakness. Pushing herself too hard is something that she has a problem with.
[Martial Arts]: Miya really does not use just one form of martial arts. In reality she knows a bunch of basics, and kind of acquires new skills as she goes along. This mix of everything really kind of gives her her own unique style of fighting, which she uses and improves whenever she can.
[History]: -=Part One=-
The important thing to remember when reading up on her life, is that Miya grew up never really knowing what happened to her. She could remember being turned at a very young age. In fact, it had always been her assumption that the vampires that turned her were the ones that had destroyed her whole home, the entire elven city, and had been the ones to murder her whole family. Of course, this was wrong.
That night would never fully leave her...at least what she had been told had happened would never leave her. According to the stories that she had been told her whole life it was a group of rouge vampires that snuck into the city in the dark of the night and in a matter of hours completely destroyed everything that she had known. When, according to her story, it seemed that there would be no hope for anyone in the village, Malthus, the leader of a group of death dealers, came to her rescue. One of the rogues had bitten her, and it was almost certain that life would leave her. He saved her though her family was not so fortunate. She was, according to what they told her, the only one to survive that massacre. With no where else to go, she went with them, and they welcomed her into their midst with open arms, even saved her from the death she would have encountered from the bite.
It is from that moment on that she really remembers her life. The feeling of the fangs as they sank into the soft flesh of her neck was a sensation that she would never be able to forget. It had hurt at first...quite a bit if memory served correctly. But then the feeling of pain slowly melted away giving way to a feeling of pleasure. Not some sick, sexual pleasure, but a feeling of cares being lifted from her. If only that feeling had lasted. It wasn't until her first blood lust that she realized what curse had been placed upon her. She did not want to be the one to suck the blood and life out of innocent victims. At that moment she realized that with the added physical bonuses came a great spiritual burden. Turning from the memories of her parents and family, whom she felt she had betrayed by becoming the thing that had killed them, she dove head first into the coven.
It was not long before she had learned everything that she could from them; fighting styles, how to use her abilities, and how to kill. Without delay she quickly became one of the best despite her young age...and earned quite a reputation around the coven. On the eve of her 14th birthday, however, she learned just what her reputation really was. The mix of her elven and vampiric qualities was enough to cause a great amount of unrest among those of the coven and the vampiric council. They forced her out, leaving her with all of her knowledge to fend for herself. Angry at the way that she could do so much for them, and yet was exiled, she quickly joined up with a group of hunters. Though they were skeptical of her abilities at first, they quickly grew to love her for them.
However, her newfound home was short lived. While she was already very conscious about her vampiricism, she was once again dealt a heavy blow. After a year or so of service with the same group she was thrown out after in a fit of blind rage she attacked and tried to feed off of, the leader of the group. This was, indeed, the very reason why she sought out the Army of the Damned.
-=Part Two=-
From the moment that she arrived there, she knew that she was finally in a place that she could be happy and use her talents to her advantage. Immediately, she was in a fight in which she managed to make a friend with one of the enemy named Jyger, and indeed proved herself in battle. At that moment, she was made second in command of the AoD, and from then on, took a lot of care to fulfill her duties to the leader, Xenos. She was uncertain of herself a lot of the time, however, and these feelings only got stronger as the leader was forced to go away for a long time, leaving her in charge.
Times were rough at that point. The war was escalating faster than anyone could have predicted, and with a slightly inexperienced leader, she relied heavily on the help of Relinth, a relatively new member to the organization, though undoubtedly more suited to rule than herself. With his help, they continued fighting on in the war against Dirk Graves and the DHM. At least until a solution presented itself to her after months of conflict.
One evening, Dirk Graves came to see her personally and offered up a solution to end the battle forever. With her own death, Miya would be saving the lives of all members of the AoD, its allies, and all future members of the organization. The decision was tough, but Miya was ready to do what it took to ensure the safety of the others that she had grown so attached to. Upon agreement, Dirk told her to come to the DHM when she had wrapped up the few remaining threads of her life, which she did...with great difficulty.
The members were both angry and sad as she walked calmly to her own execution, having full knowledge of what it was that she was doing. Relinth tried in vain to stop her, but her mind had been made up. The final swing of the ax, the splotch of blood on the cold floor of the DHM, and that was the end of this phase of Miya's life. It was not the end however.
-=Part Three=-
While the rest of the guild was in mourning at the death of her, a new chapter was beginning in her life...one which involved the concept of reincarnation. A few days after her death, the arrival of a small, red-headed, freckle-faced girl arrived at the AoD, and it was unmistakably a little Miya. The guild, especially Relinth, took to her immediately, and tried to tell her of what she was in the previous life...who she had been and what she had meant to them. This, of course, only lead to a large amount of drama in the young girl's life, as she tried to understand the concept that she was a continuation of another's life-force.
She grew quickly...more so than the average girl should, and her skills began to develop as well throught he guidance of her long-time friend Akasha and the rest of the guild, of course. Upon physical maturation, she had finally started to grasp the idea that she really was a reincarnation of the late Miya...however she had trouble dealing with the immense pressure that this now put on her to be the same kind of "beacon" to the others. At the same time, the peace that she had died to achieve was fading quickly. Those of the AoD, though they were told to make no percussions against the DHM, continuously bombarded them in an effort to avenge Miya's "unjust" death. The peace she had died for had failed.
Relinth then came up with a solution to bring the "old" Miya through the present one into reality once more. Through her leadership, he hoped that they would be able to strike a devestating blow to the DHM, since the peace had failed all together. Upon achieving this, Miya and Relinth grew ever closer. Though she was glad to be back, at the same time, she could not get over the fact that she had failed them once more. It was then that she decided to step down from her position as leader, and give those rights to Relinth...a far more promising candidate. It was then also, that their romantic relationship began...one of the few truly happy memories she has of her life as a whole.
-=Part Four=-
The war raged on, and through many battles, she had fought. They won some, and they lost some, but at this point in her life, the fight had become the only thing that mattered to her...aside from her love, Relinth. However, internal issues within the AoD soon caused a split, and the Order of the Underworld was established. And it was at this point that Relinth asked her to marry him, which she heartily agreed to do. Things seemed to be going her way...until the appearance of her "relatives" from the past. As much as she despised them, they despised her ten times more, and it was because of them, and different internal issues that the engagement was cut short between them, and at the same time, the real fall of the AoD had already been set in motion.
As their numbers dwindled, she managed to find sanctuary in the emergence of a new place she could call home - RNSoMA, or the Ramen Noodle School of Martial Arts, which was run by her old friend Jerrit and his friend Orb. Not long after her stay there, she ran into a lot of familiar faces while the war against the Hunters still raged. Though they were not going out of their way to fight them, the school was one of the allies that did what what could when they were called upon the he Order, and other demon resistance guilds across Gaia. Miya always had trouble staying there, and was usually the one that could be found in the middle of the battles.
It was around this time also that she ran into an old traitor of the AoD, whom she had sworn she would never have contact with again...especially upon news of his death, when she had grieved for him despite his traitorous past with her. Mairethil was his name...Mairethil Aredhel. The two quickly grew close, and within what seemed a few weeks, they were dating once more. Again, this was a happy time for Miya, despite the various trouble she had gotten herself into around Gaia. She quickly learned that being known was not always a good thing. She always seemed to be having to fight people who were trying to come after her and kill her; something that grew very tiresome after a while.
After her marriage to Maire, nothing really happened much. She was threatened time and time again...and almost died time and time again. The only thing of real interest was the fight against LordAgony...a man whom she fought herself for a long time. Though she was not the one to defeat him, she did manage to "win", though her injuries were substantial. Time eased on, and when she heard that the remains of the Order were banding together to fight a new menace, she could not help but jump on the band wagon.
[Energy Powers]: Miya has a wide variety of energy based powers at her disposal. These require a lot of concentration on her part, and the newer ones are harder for her to use regularly. Her telepathy and telekinesis however, are pretty much perfected through years of intense training and practice. In addition, she has honed her skills as a pyrokinetic, and can create and control fire at her wim. The other elements are a little harder for her to work with, but that is quickly changing as she continues to grow.
[Physical Abilities]: For lack of a better word, Miya is fast. Agile, flexible, she is able to get herself out of tight situations quickly and gracefully. She is very good at getting places without being heard, which comes in handy for recon missions and what not. There are few places that she cannot squeeze herself into.
[Racial Traits]: Because of her elven background, she has the traditional elven powers to an extent. Instead of using a lot of elemental magic, she will often rely more on the elven magic she had known from childhood, particularly with healing. While she could learn white magic if she wanted to, she prefers to stick with the more natural forms of healing. Her elven side also aids in more fluid movements and grace, though this is sometimes overlooked by how much she randomly falls...
Her vampiric side has a lot more to offer. Because of this she is able to heal herself without the aid of other magics, and she is also able to control more of her telepathy and telekinesis this way. It is easy for her to slip into shadows now, though this was a problem for her in the past, and the extra strength and defense definitely comes in handy on several occasions. This, however, also comes with some drawbacks�but if you think I'm going to post them in a public profile you must be crazy.
[Transformations]: none...really she just shifts back and forth between her normal form and her full vampiric form. The only real difference is the color of her eyes and the length of her fangs.
[Weapons]: Miya always carries an assortment of weapons with her. Though she is capable of using almost any weapon, she finds her daggers to be the most effective. Both have special grips on them so that she never has to worry about them sliding out of her grasp, and the blades are made of elven silver with some added little bonuses in there.
In addition to the daggers, she has become quite skilled with the Ninjato, Sangre, which was given to her by an old friend. The blades are titanium. laced around the edges with silver, and infused with the magic of elves to make it nearly indestructible.
The other bladed weapon that she uses a lot is an assortment of Shurikan. The three blades are retractable, and come out when the center release mechanism is activated. These are more throwing weapons rather than hand to hand weapons.
For her side weapons however, she uses pretty much anything that she can find. She is very able with guns, though the closer combat holds more appeal to her. A list of all her weapons is upcoming and a better description of each.
[Weapon Related Abilities]: The daggers are made of elven silver for the blade, which means that they are pretty much indestructible. There are only a few things that can bypass the magic of the blades. More will come when I have time to sit down and do all this.
*Note: This is subject to change as developments occur in rp that skew Miya's character. Mostly it will just be the weapons and History that change. History especially, as i am sure that i skipped a bunch of stuff...>>''
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 9:47 am
Gaia Screenname: shmitter
Name: Zomo Ariri
Race: Human
Age: 19
Relationships – No one
Appearance: I look normal but my head is wraped up in a bandage.
Weapons: What ever i have forged out of steel. But mainly the steel claws that my father gave to me
Magic Skills: i have psychc powers.
Biography: When i was 7 my father tied me up tp the suport beam in the house and then went to tie up my mom and brother. He then walked out of the room 4 a minute and returend with a tank of oil. Then he started to splash it on everything but me. He reached in to his pocket and brout out a match and while he was leaving he tossed is behind his back and the flames were every were. and my brother was the first to be clamed by the flames but as they aproched my mother she started to speak " my son plz never forget that i lo-" then all the flames fell silent, my pain stopped for just a moment and that was it i blacked out...(that morning i got up wiped the sout off my face and never did i speak after that. never did i eat after that. and never did my heart beat after that...
Anything else we should know? no no that about all
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 4:40 pm
Gaia Screenname: Krstalian Misuyanashi
Name: Krstalian Sunrise Misuyanashi
Race: vampire/wolf
Age: some thousand years old, looks between 18 and 22
Relationships –
Mother ~ Lady Sikea Sine ~ deceased
(no sn)
Father ~ Not Known ~ assumed deceased
(no sn)
Husband ~ Kaji ~ deceased
(don't know the sn)
Childern~
Daughters ~ Oldest to youngest
Ashley ~ Deceased
(Sn: Krstalian Misuyanashi)
Samantha ~ Deceased/lost
(sn: Krstalian Misuyanashi
Katya
(Sn: Krstalian Misuyanashi)
Mika
(sn: Krstalian Misuyanashi)
Sons
Xenos the Second ~ Named after Lord Xenos, the founder of the Army of the Damned
(sn: Krstalian Misuyanashi)
Appearance: In her normal form, which is her vampiric form, Krs stands to be about 6 foot 4 inches with deep, black, waist length hair. Her hair, which is normally kept braided, matches those piercing, cold, black eyes of hers. The color is more vibrant than it would be on most due to her skin such a pale color. She has four rose tattoos, which play an important role in her fighting. The tattoos are placed just above her cleavage, in the same spot on her back, and one on each of her shoulder blades. She has a smoky-black rose shaped tattoo on her left hand, for use with the tattoos. She has another tattoo on her right hand. The tattoo was made of blood and fire. The tattoo is that of the last kiss ever given to her by Kaji, her late husband. Her clothes consist of a shirt and jeans, sometimes covered with a trench coat. Her shirt, taken from the closet of her late husband’s, a black silk shirt with a design of the Chinese symbol of love, she added that herself. Another change of the shirt is that she made it shorter and tighter, so together with her jeans, it shows her midriff and hugs her upper body enough to not be baggy, but lose enough to allow her room to fight in. Her jeans are pure black and hug her lower body nicely. Her trench coat is a normal, black trench coat. She also carries a nap sack, which is enchanted and tied to her clothes and tattoos. When Krs is fighting, and near her final attacks, meaning her rose tattoos have become an armor for her body, her clothes vanish and go to the nap sack.
Weapons: katana, daggers and knives hidden randomly amongst her clothing and body
Magic Skills: Telekensis, control over the fire, earth and wind elements. She also has tattoos that spawn into armor, which takes a little magic but not much.
Biography: Krstalian Sunrise Rose was born in the Kingdom of Roseville. Her mother, Sikea Sine, was the Queen and leader of Roseville. This had been passed by birth right from her ancestors, Leeon Rose, the founder. When Krstalian was born, she called for the high priest of Roseville. She asked to read the prohecy of the young child, he did so. He said, "This child shall doom the Rose line, at age five, this child shall kill the family." He had ask Lady Sikea to send the young Lady of the Rose court off but Lady Sikea wouldn't let him. She said the childs father would not have, and that he would have done the same with Krstalian if he was here, so the priest left it at that and respected Lady Sikea's wishes. Krstalian turned five. On her fifth birthday she had a weird vision. Then she went wild. She had gone to the armory and picked up a battle axe. She slaughtered her mother, her uncle, and her grandpa. The town tried to stop her but she slaughtered them too. Krstalian set out on a quest, leaving her most trusted servant leading Roseville, to purify herself. Many objected of the young Lady leaving on her own but she said it had to be done. They let her go. She wondered for ten years through different kingdoms and worlds. She did go through the Roseville kingdom once, everyone gawked at her. She didn't understand why, at the time, so many people took interest in her. She soon left her home kingdom. On her quest she learned how to fight and defend herself. She finally settled in the Demon Hunter Masters, or the DHM. There, she fell in love with Mike Loneheart. Krstalian was sixteen then. Desh went to the Army of the Damned or the A.O.D. There he fought a man named Kajiroto Misuyanashi. Krstalian had fallen in love with Kaji for the way he fought. Krstalian removed Desh's body when he was down for the count. Later, Kaji asked Krstalian to marry him. She said yes. She went and broke up with Mike Loneheart and later found out that on the very day she broke up with him, he was going to ask her to marry him. She married Kaji. Soon after she married Kaji, she left the DHM and joined the A.O.D. There she led a happy life. Kaji went off for a long time. She had given up on him and felt sad. Then Daven came along. She had grown fond of him. He asked her to marry him. Krstalian had broken up with Kaji and she said yes to Daven. She and Daven had two daughters together; they were twins and heiresses to Roseville. Their names were Ashley and Samantha. Ashley later died on a quest with Samantha. Samantha returned for a short while before going back out on another quest. Krstalian had learned that Daven was going to try and kill Relinth Thares, who had been like a father to her and handed her off at her and Kaji's wedding. She broke the ties with Daven. They were no longer going to get married. Krstalian had passed out one night and a battle for her soul was started. Daven and J were there to steal it, some one else was there to steal it and no one was there to defend it. Daven and J got it first. Daven had copied Krstalian's soul and gave J the copy. J used Krstalian's copied soul to disrupt Xenos and Akasha's wedding. One of Krstalian's well trusted friends killed her. Took the copy of her soul and placed it back in her real body. Krstalian later found out that her real soul was still at Daven's mercy. Daven died in a match with a soul stealer and lost both his and Krstalian's soul. Krstalian was back with Kaji then and they were to have a son. Krstalian died before she could have it so, her uncle Jeg put it inside her sister, Miya's womb so she could birth the boy for Krstalian and Kaji. Krstalian has never seen her son and neither has Kaji. Krstalian was then reincarnated as an eighteen year old rebel girl. She didn't remember anything in her past life. Her brother, Anguls, helped her remember. She vaguely remembers something's but others she remembers a lot. She had found a locket a long time ago of her mother and father. She now wears it around her neck all the time. When ever she stares at it for a long time she begins to cry. She wished she'd have known her father better, and wished she'd never killed her mother. Her mother, Sikea, had not been much older then 1000 years old. Krstalian herself is now over some thousand years old but looks eighteen to twenty-two. She then decided to join with the DHM again. Thus, was her downfall at the Order and A.O.D. When the DHM fell for the last time to never return again, Krs made her own hunting origanization called the Black Rose Hunters. Kaji soon returned at her bring up the origanization. She failed at rising the next hunting legacy and rejoined the A.O.D under the watchful eyes of everyone else, who barely, if at all, trust her. She plans to regain that trust and stick with the A.O.D. Krs was happy most of the time, except when Kaji would be away long period's of time with no notice on when he would return. She stroke up a relationship with Aerothan, only to leave him when Kaji did return. Kaji and Krs had three beautifl childern, triplets actually. She had two girls, Mika and Katya Misuyanashi, and one son, whom Kaji requested be named Xenos Misuyanashi, after the man who had introduced them many years ago. Kaji had suicidely tried to kill Krs, meaning he wasn't trying. Krs inturn killed him. A lip print tattoo now resides on Krs' right hand with Kaji's name in it. Krs then went back with Aerothan and is getting along with life just fine. Aerothan left her alone and thus, Krs remains single. She prefers it this way and now recides at the AoD and stays there to her dieing day.
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Terren Misuyaki Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2007 6:41 pm
((NOTE: This is temp while I track down all the parts I need to comprise the full profile. Work with me for right now and I will update and get this upto date as soon as possible. It has been awhile since I last had to do one of these.))
Gaia Screenname: Jeg shin
Name: Jegadulga and Shinaniel goes by Jeg Shin or simply one or the other. Most commonly known as Jeg however.
Race: Incarnate. Jeg was human, Shin was Angel.
Age: N/A
Relationships: None at this time
Appearance: Appearance changes as bodies die. however this is the current body:
Weapons: Abidon is the main weapon, and can be wheeled by either Jeg or Shin. ((Both Jeg and Shin have swords they can manifest themselves and pictures and detail on those 2 are coming. Till then will only use Abidon.))
Magic Skills: ((I will post the updated list once we work out the fighting system. If however someone other then Crew should wish to fight me I can generate an out of date skills lists at request.))
Biography: ((Will post the bloody long thing once I condence it to cliff notes version. If people really need info before I get it posted then Ask me and I will answer any questions.))
Anything else we should know? ((I will let you know once I figure out if I missed anything from my profile.))
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2007 12:03 am
Gaia Screenname: anguls kushinoda
Name: anguls kushinoda
Race: werewolf turn vampire
Age: over 8000 years old (appears to be 20)
Relationships: none
Appearance: around six feet tall, black hair with red streaks that goes to the mid back, red eyes with signs of sleep lose showing, two sliver arm guards each with special markings, dark clothes with many pockets, two swords on his left side and a pure black cloak with a self designed image on the back
Weapons: ime-masha - an elven long sword made from blessed silver, morpate - brass saber that can shift into any kind of sword wanted
Magic Skills: (I will post the updated list once we work out the fighting system. If however someone other then Crew should wish to fight me I can generate an out of date skills lists at request.)
Biography: born as a werewolf to the family line of Kushinoda over 8000 yrs ago, at age 4 he went on his first hunt with his parents while is twin sister did the same but with there older brother, while on the hunt a stanger attacked and killed anguls' parents and left him for dead. anguls lived alone for 25 years, till metting a strange man who taught him the ways of combat and honor, and set him on a path, after turning him into a vampire......though anguls has made many enimes and allies, he believes that his sister is still alive and seeks her out, while his clan doesnt know about everything that happened in his past and thus its still be a mystery to his family and friends (this is just the cliff note version, if you want to know the whole history PM me)
Anything else we should know?: not yet
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 9:42 pm
Gaia Screenname: Firefox1170
Name: Firefox-ID num. SC1170
Race: Fox demon Lycan, Genova Experiment
Age: unkown(looks 22)
Relationships – None
Appearance: 6 feet 4inch. tall, long silver hair with deep purple eyes. Long back trench coat with shoulder armor showing and armor hidden through out the rest of the coat. A slender build that makes me look weaker than i am.
Weapons: The masamune- 7ft. katana, 50 cal. Barret model sniper rifle, two desert eagles, named Love and Hate. A zwei-hander(two hander) named Chaos and has the number 23 carved into it
Magic Skills: My only magic skill is alchemy
Biography: Born during feudal Japan into an honorable fox demon family that controlled a large force of mercinaries. At the age of 7 he was expelled from the family and left to die in the wild. He make a living from being a Hitokiri during the end of the Bakumatsu era at the age of 18. After that he disappears from the history of men only to appear during World War II as a soldier for the americans. During which he was biten by a lycan. Once again he went into hiding to train and further his alchemy skills. During this period of time he found the sword Chaos in a german castle. He once again reappeared in the year 2059. Scientists took him into custody and fused him with the calamity Genova. They gave him The Masamune and he slew them with it. After the incident, the miltary launched a surpise attack and captured him. they tested a "jump gate" that was suppose to transport him to another spot on the planet, but instead it threw him in to the current time. After 4 years here he found the Army of the Damned guild and joined to further his skills as a fighter.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 11:43 pm
Gaia Screenname: The Omnipotance (intentional spelling error, its a joke you twits!)
Name: The Messiah of Death and Eventual God of All Things Fallen, His Dark Eminence Lokaia The God Slayer. A.K.A. Lokaia
Race: Shao Kai
Age: Well lets see, one would have to factor in dimensional time differences what with my plain breaking and such. Well I was born 211 Aislen years before the end of the first realm, and each of those years was agreed to be an even thousand Jehovan, so thats 211,000 before the birth of The Jehovan Universe which is estimated to be about what, 28 billion years old? So I suppose in standard time I would be 28,000,211,000 years, roughly estimated that is I truly can not say sicne a lot of it is bogged away in mind swaping and various real traveling and such.
Relationships –
Wife: Sabriela a.l.a. Neko
SN: ~Neko Neko Kitty~
Father: Lomen
SN: Pope John Paul
Grand Father: Locenden
SN: account was deleted
Brothers & Sisters: (oldest to youngest -I am the eldest though-)
Lodenshi a.k.a Rashad
SN: Seraphim
Loli a.k.a. Alice Blackwing
SN: Seraphim Alice
Lorenkai a.k.a. Tsao Feng
SN: Yao Ben Lin
Blood Children: (Oldest to youngest)
Mathew The Wingless Angel
SN: Matthew The Scarred
Vincent De Lioncourt a.k.a. Prince Vince (technically spawned)
SN: Vincent De Lioncourt
Created Children: (Those made from the privously existed but braught back from death and mixed with my blood and soul)
Starmor The Lord of Fallen Stars
SN: Starmor
Yukai, Demon of The Three Evils
SN: The Yukai
Cameryn
SN: The Fall
Sakuya
SN: Nitemare Doll
Veixlar
SN: Veixlar
Relgabrix
SN: Relgabrix
Vinceion
SN: Vinceion
The rest are jsut abscure relations and not needed but they can be provided if asked
Appearance: (I am seeking Cahracter art by the way so if anyone wants to sell me some I am up for it)
A man of general height, but nothing to be called tyrannical in sizew or even truly tall but he was far from short. Everything was dark, draped in hues of the darkest black hides, a head crowned by a wicked pair of horns which birthed from silky ebony hair which was braided back down to the small of his back. This complimented his more slim sense of structure, which was exaggerated by his form fitted long coat which never seemed to move, even in the greatest of winds. If one were to see him without this coat, one would discover it in fact masked a rather muscular build. Nothing of bulk or grotesque bulgery but a body that defensibly reflected that of one supreme in the ways of physical combat. A pair of sunglasses baring two identical spheres of reflective black plexiglass hid his eyes from the world, only those seeking death should ever dare inquire as to the abominations that lay behind those pieces of plastic glass. The rest was not much of glory, a elegant but plain black vest, black pants of some kind of hide and large steel enforced boots matching a pair of gauntlet like gloves. And there you have Lokaia in a nutshell.
Weapons:
Forgive me but a pride myself by using the styles of mystery and deception, so all I can say is that I bare a wicked seeming Asian styled katana at my side.
Magic Skills:
Anything, I've studies magic long enough that I cna breka it down into signals, I can thusly fabricate matter and manipulate it as I pelase, its all just will at this point which is the end all result in magic is it not? I can only bend that which has a lower will than I and all living beings share equivalent will since it is a shared energy source, but what happens when one commands the will of another? Hopefully none of you will have to find out
Biography:
You get the nutshell version because its long, so I will do it in the style of gangster talk
so like, these hella days ago these people who like tlak ta planets n' s**t decided they was all like perfect and should rule over all, aight? So they all used them powers to war and all that bull til this crazy lady named Aislen done oppoed outa nowehre and doen whopped they a**. Aislen like cast em all into this void realm and crap and they was like gone. so eons passed and this one guy, Lomen, was pwoerful enoguh to break that s**t, bust a cap in it like son, and he was pissed and started wagin' and rapin' ho's, one of these ho's was called Mariety who was decended of the planet talker fools that wasn't cast off all used condom like. She all got kncoked up and popped out this powerful little shti named Lokaia. Lomen was like all cool and s**t and didn't even know, and he made a bunch a little babies with some bitches who was all killed given birth. So years pass and Mariety becomes a Goddess and her son is her messiah and they be all killin s**t and evening out and Lomen finds out about Lokaia, and hwo Marsy is making him a candy a** and he says to himself "This b***h be trippin' up in my grill" so SPLADOW he caps her b***h a** and Lokaia is like "oh no you di'uh" and tries savin' his mama by a fight of wills with the God of balance, but his ma be dead and he gets half his soul torn out and gets all dark and crazy like. so he be like seekin revenge Blade style and bannishes his pops to the Realm of Non existence with the others and over seals it Jedi style. Then he be crazy andgets in this big ol' bust out with The Aislen Agels which are like tehre gods and his brother Seraphim and him throw down and use the realm crazy like and Lokaia done get his a** whooped with Seraphim's last breath and the relam beall like collpasin and implodes and gives birth to the big bang which creates the universe of them earth bitches. So like Lokaia lost his memories and was nice and s**t since the implosion restored his soul but it was still torn so he was like split up Dr D and mista H style, old school rhymes. Then he formulated this crazy a** systems that amde him like a god and s**t usin' fallen gods and they realms like, but then his bros be like "Son you be crazy foolin" and was like BAM and sealed up the realm with the veyr baldes they brother done made em. while goes and POP Lokaia rips out of the relams of none existence and is all crazy, see like the entire empire of the anti realms imploded into him and compacted into his soul, so he was like all powerful and s**t. After struglin to like not go pilsbery with energy, he controlled it and became his old self again, twisted and crazy like and thats pretty much where it ends for real son, for real
Anything else we should know?
Can't think of anything, I will edit this if I ever do
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 1:12 pm
Gaia Screenname:
Lokapele
Name:
Rose Thares
Race:
Rakshasa
Age:
Two-hundred and forty-three. Looks mid-twenties.
Relationships:
Finace' - Loke Lankai
Mother - Lykaios Theta
Father - Relinth Thares
Brother - Ra/Osiris Dreadstone (Diabolos the Bloody)
Appearance:
In her normal form, which is her rakshasa lioness form, Rose has a soft light tan colored fur covering her entire body. Near her temples is a pair of black leathery like demonic wings, Rose keeps them typically folded against her head and doesn't allow many to touch them. A pair of feline ears are nestled into her hair, usually perked upwards in a happy manner. Her ears are pierced two times on either side, one ear only contains one earing though - the one Loke gave her as their engagement ring. Her hair falls almost to her mid-back, a light purple in color and layered slightly at the edges. Her short bangs fall over, to her aggravation, her pale icy blue eyes. In this form, those eyes are slitted much like a feline. Her outfit is made up of a large black buttoned up dress shirt, usually tucked into her jeans, with the top few undone to show off some of her chest as well as her collar. Her collar is a simple black leather one, the front of it containing a piece of metal that's pierced into a piece of obsidian. Rose is often found sitting around, toying with the piece of rock while thinking or deeply focused on something. Her jeans are a pair of rather tight black jeans that flare out at the bottom that nearly hide her black leather ankle boots, her jeans are also clenched tightly with a black leather belt. Coming out of her jeans is a rather long, silky soft black feline tail, which is usually swaying about behind her. (Note - Her human form is the same as her normal form, save for the feline characteristics and she has pale milky white skin.)
Weapons:
Working on.
Magic Skills:
Aura Manipulation
Using a small bit of her aura in order to manipulate it into different shapes, creatures, animals or even people. The sizes vary on her mood from tiny to twice the size of the actual creature, she can add as much detail as she wishes to do and make them in different colors. Once the thing is created, it will do as Rose makes it do with her thoughts. She's grown so use to doing such that she can now do it and subconsciously control it while doing other things. If one was to touch such a creation, it'd feel like how a loose water balloon would feel if one was to touch one. Solid and keep it's shape when touched, but it would feel liquidly and like it'd loose shape if touched too hard. Another thing that Rose can do with the creations, assuming they have the necessary things to use it, is that she can see through their eyes and see what they see or speaking for them. However, when doing such, she is almost a statue in how she stands completely still with her eyes closed.
Shadow-Step
Taught to her by her mage Uncle Sylvr, Rose can shadow-step to locations she has already been to in the past. However, if there is someone that she has close ties to and is VERY familiar with their aura, she can 'lock onto' that aura and use it as a beacon of sorts to find her way to them. As long as there is some shadows around her and where she is heading towards, she can step into the shadows (or even stand in them for that matter) and move into the shadow realm before stepping out in her destination. fascinated
Elemental Control (Water)
Working on.
Biography:
Working on.
Anything else we should know?
Full Profile is in my journal. Her history is being worked on at the moment. If you have questions PM me. ^^"
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 3:58 pm
Gaia Screenname: Lykaios ThetaName: Willow "Wolf Guardian" GreyeRace: Wolf Demon
(Often Confused With Garou)Age: N/ARelationships – Daughter - Lokapele
Regnant (Blood Bond) - Raln Daimos
Fellow Blood Bonded - Lokas Scorpion
Ex Fiance - Relinth Thares
Former Commanders/Superiors (Referring To Military Background) - The Alpha Family (Draka Alpha, Draximas Alpha, Omni Alpha)
Most Other Relationships Are Unimportant At This Time, or The Characters are Deceased/Creator of Character Left Gaia.Alignment Neutral GoodAppearance: Skin pale as the surface of the moon, it appears that Willow has hardly any pigment in her skin. Silver Hair, often varying in length depending on when it was last cut. She also has pointed ears, making it very clear she isn't entirely human. Her eyes are a mysterious amethyst hue. She doesn't often carry her weapons with her, but when she does, her Katana is on her left hip, 9mm Colt Pistol tucked away in its holster on her right, and a flute nestled snugly in a satchel on her back, hanging by a loose leather strap. [x] [x]Weapons: Illusion Silver Sword(s):
(An illusion is used to make it appear as if only one katana is used)
In the form in which the Illusion Silver Swords appear as on Katana, it is the right handed katana, Forsaken, that is used. While the swords are in this form, Wg can transfer apart of her own aura into the katana, and heat it up to an extreme temperature of 1900 Degrees Fahrenheit, but surprisingly, the metal will not melt. These swords are able to take nearly any energy thrown at them and convert it into a heated coating that covers the blade(s). She has the ability to also change the appearance of the Illusion Silver Sword to be that of her left handed wakizashi, name Jasutisu. The swords also have the ability to separate into both wakizashi and katana at the same time, though this is not often used due to the disadvantage it can sometimes bring Willow.
Sword descriptions
The left handed sword was a wakizashi forged by Wg's late father named "Jasutisu" or justice. The sword was approximately 16 inches long. The blade's edge is a little bit dull due to wear from previous uses. The sword was meant to be used only by those of angelic lineage, but due to a mysterious incedent involving the murder of her parents, Wg inherited it.
The right handed katana was forged by Wg herself 30 years ago. The shaft is slightly thicker than a normal katana shaft, by about 2 or 3 millimeters. It is approximately 28 inches in length. The sword wasn't named until after she left The Empire of the Forsaken, In honor of the sacrifices of her comrades, she named it "Forsaken" after the guild. The hilt was made of strong poplar, with several ruins carved into it with a holy knife (The effect of the magics placed on the blade thanks to the holy knife has faded to only a dull burning sensation; something that Willow is basically immune to from decades handling and using the weapon). The hilt was then wrapped in the finest black leather available at the time. The shaft of the sword went all the way through the hilt, creating a strong, less brittle katana, unable to bend or warp easily. On the shaft of the sword, enshrined into the metal, was a short poem, though the words are so faded that now one can't even read the text. (Both swords are kept on the left hip, usually in the single katana illusion)
M1911 Colt Series 80 XSE Pistol:
This fire arms kept hidden away in her trench coat. Used in close range combat, and target practice. The gun is made of stainless steel, and the handle is wrapped in leather. No holster specified. The safety of the gun is usually left off.
Capacity of 8+1 bullets (8 in Magazine, 1 chambered).
Normal Bullets:
((These are the bullets used unless specified different in a post))
These are the typical 9mm lead bullets.
Poison/Paralysis Bullets:
The 9mm bullets have a special small hollow chamber that releases a poison gas into the target's body on contact. The poison is only meant to paralyze the target for approximately 25 seconds (AKA 1 post). In large doses, the poison could indeed be fatal.
Explosive Bullets:
There is a small bit of gun powder in the hollow chamber of these 9mm bullets, that ignites on contact from the friction of two small pieces of loose metal that are also in the chamber. In other words, they blow up on contact, whether they hit their target, or the ground. The explosion covers 2 Square Feet.
Rubber Bullets:
Used often by SWAT teams when riots break out, these are mere pieces of rubber molded to a 9mm width form; flat tipped for minimal damage, but still able to bruise, stun, or knock a target out depending on where on the target the shooter aims.
Physical Skills:
Strength
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Speed
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Intelligence
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Endurance
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Magic Skills: Fire
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Wind
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Earth
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Water
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Electricity
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Dark
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Light
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Physical Abilities: Fire Resistance
Willow, though a wolf demon, she has always specialized in the fiery art of fire magic and manipulation. This does not necessarily mean she is completely resistant to fire. She still gets burns just like everyone else, her hair gets singed just like everyone else's. It only means she's able to perform well within extreme heat; at least better than most would, with the advantage of only extremely high temperatures being able to burn her.
Sensitive Hearing
Her oddly shaped ears and wolf-like senses gift Willow with the ability to hear as well as a safe cracker. The sound of ants skittering across the ceiling above her head, the soft padding of feet a room away; not much can escape these ears.
Silent Footing
Willow's feet are much like a wolf's; padded more than a human foot, with a leather feel to the bottom. Though a bit strange in appearance, the extra padding makes less disturbances and dampens sound created when moving quickly upon rough terrain.
Speed
Because of her low demonic strength, her agility has always been a main priority when it comes to physical well-being. Because of that, she has the ability to move at astounding speeds...but it is not without consequence, if she moves too fast without warming up.
Full Form
Her full wolf form is that of a pure white unusually large wolf.
This wolf sometimes carries two gray wings of what appears to be an angel. The wings themselves appear bloodied, and badly mangled, yet still somehow usable in their current state. It seems the bone that connects the left wing to Willow's body was broken badly at one time, and was not set properly. The bone itself juts out at an odd angle, part of the bone actually visible through the feathers. The right wing has a a small semi-circle cut out at the very edge of the wing, the remaining feathers singed badly from what looks to have been a fight of some sort.
Her wings allow her the ability to fly for a short period of time, making aerial attacks easier to perform, and landings much softer. Also, there is a special powdery, purple substance that is formed on her wings, that seems to poison opponents if enough of it gets on them. It's obviously absorbed through the skin, and effects the nervous system in a way that it seems to damage the nerves so completely that it's nearly impossible to move for a short period of time. Even if you were able to move, you'd probably end up falling flat on your face with some incredible pain. The effects of this poison lasts for only a short time. The wings are not commonly used or seen, unless they are needed for combat or travel in desperate situations.
Around Wolf's neck is a leather-studded collar. Her eyes, in this form, are a pure silver color, that often hold a calm, and collective gaze, though her expression often tells of an aura of righteous fury emanating from deep within her. In this form, she carries a single sword on her back, by a harness that looks much one used to pull dog sleds. The katana rests in its sheath on her left side, attached to the harness.
Biography:
ADWII.
Also known as the Second Angel and Demon War, to the scholars at least. Full of long, gore-filled battles, and the most deceitful ploys ever implemented into warfare. To anyone who wasn't a scholar...ADWII, was simply a mass genocide of two races; a massacre of epic proportions. Enter a woman named Felicia Murraye. At one point in her life, before ADWII, Felicia had been a beggar, fated to die on the streets. Now...Now Felicia was a spy. The demons had been suffering heavy casualties, and no single one of them could afford to continue living outside of the great gates of Hell. Any outside were either civilians-turned-soldiers, or walking targets/corpses on the streets. Felicia, despite her standing in demon society, refused to let herself be beat down. If she was going to die now, she was going to die fighting. So she volunteered for one of the most suicidal jobs a soldier could ask for: spying. Disguised as a drifting supplier for the Angel forces, she traveled from make-shift base to make-shift base, learning all she could and reporting back whatever tidbits she found that might be of use. During her work, she encountered a man named Auvienori Greye. Auvienori was a soldier on the front lines of battle, and though a mere Petty Officer, he had the promise to fly up the ranks within no time. His tactical skills were what made him stand out among all the others. Angel though he was, she couldn't help but think him handsome. Thrice, did she meet him, and with each encounter, she found him more charming and more appealing to her. By her third meeting with him, she knew she had fallen in love with him. She was surprised when Auvienori admitted much the same thing. With the war as it was, they knew they might never get the opportunity to see each other again. That very night, they conceived a child together. A child who would be later known as Willow "Wolf Guardian" Greye.
Treason. They both knew that the accusing word was flying towards both of them, as unstoppable as a bullet. Death would come for both of them, and they were happy to know that they'd at least die together. Yet, the unborn child held them back. Both Felicia and Auvienori refused to let their soon-to-be daughter die before even seeing the beautiful light of day. And so they escaped, hiding in a small town named Livtach which had not yet been touched by the war. Half a year later, their daughter was born. They named her Willow, considering she had been born very near the old Willow tree next to the abandoned barn they lived in. Oddly enough, their daughter was born with the tail and eyes of a Wolf Demon...but had the wings and ears of an Angel. Though slightly troubled, and worried that their daughter would face many hardships with her appearance (as well as the instability of her form, considering she was two races in one, and that should have killed her), they were happy enough to be blessed with a daughter. They stayed in Livtach for seventeen happy years, before the event that would permanently seal their daughter's fate occurred.
Over the years, Felicia became paranoid, believing that the military would find their peaceful retreat and steal their daughter away from them. In her later years, she even began accusing Auvienori of plotting to take Willow away from her. Eventually, this paranoia was Felicia and Auvienori's demise. Driven mad by the constant fear and dread, Felicia murdered Auvienori to ensure that her daughter would not be taken away from her. However, in her madness, she had not taken into consideration that her daughter would likely be traumatized by watching her kill Auvienori. Felicia held her daughter prisoner for 18 hours, clinging to her and holding a knife to her daughter's throat. So determined to keep her daughter from all the rest, she'd rather have the girl die than let her be taken away. Only when Felicia fell asleep was Willow able to pull the knife from her mother's hands and stab her to death. The wound she created went from the heart, and sliced down to the stomach, and through. In her last moments of life, Felicia reached into that stomach wound, broke through the womb, and pulled out a screaming child. Felicia had never told her husband that she was pregnant. Never told anyone, believing that they would take that child away from her as well. This new child, that Willow herself named Savior, had an almost entirely angelic appearance. The only exception to this was that Savior's wings were pitch-black. Willow could not stand to look at these, and thusly pulled the knife she had used to kill her mother, and cut off her own wings, and then cut off Savior's right wing, and badly mangled the other, before stopping. Her hands were too shaky and numb from the pain and blood running down her back to destroy it. An hour after that incident, her mother finally fell silent, and dead. Willow was old enough to fend for herself, but her sister she knew not how to care for. Willow left Savior at the nearest village to be adopted and cared for, while she herself went into seclusion and denial of her father and mother's deaths and hid in the forests of Livtach. Auvienori had taught her much of how to hunt and fend for herself, and so living off of the land wasn't much difficulty for the girl.
Like any other child, Willow grew curious of the world outside of the forests, and so after weeks of deliberation, eventually set out, wanting to find out more about the world she lived in. and so, Willow became a drifter, learning what she could from the places she visited before moving on to the next location. As she moved about, she found out more and more about herself, as well as her father, and eventually came upon a sword that her father had made. No one honestly believed that a half-demon child could be the daughter of an honest, kind angel, and so she had to steal the sword in order to obtain it. From that point on, Willow became something of a warrior, honing her sword skills, and doing what she could to help protect those who couldn't protect themselves.
When she was 467 years old, Willow stumbled upon one of many warring guilds in the lands of Gaia. This specific guild, was named The Army of Nova, ran by a man of the same name. Though it was small, it was merely a faction of a much larger guild called The Empire of the Forsaken. It was here she came upon a true teacher in the arts of war and battle. Moushou was a formidable foe to any who happened to get in his way, as well as patient, but often times harsh, teacher. Though Moushou taught her much of her skills in fighting, it was Draximas, the leader of the Empire that enforced those skills, sending her out with the front-line men to take care of whatever stood in the Empire's way. Her loyalty to the Empire, and strength as a fighter got her the nickname "Wolf". The Empire remained her home for a long time afterwards, but slowly, as the time of conquest ended, and the latest war [The Elite Fighters Guild v. Empire of the Forsaken] slowed down, Wolf grew curious. What was it like on the other side of this swath of destruction? Leaving for a short time, she crossed enemy lines in secret, and snuck into their base disguised as a friendly noble from another Guild. What she found there was not what she expected. The folk that lived in those lands were genuinely kind, offering whatever they could to her, and turning down any help she "offered". Seeing all the destruction and death, Wolf found herself unable to live with the shame of being a part of the cause of all the pain. It was later on, during the war between the Army of the Damned, that she betrayed the Forsaken, and sided with the Army of the Damned for the last leg of the War. It was later on that she heard from another that Draximas had sacrificed himself to end the bloodshed and war once and for all.
One of the Generals of the Army of The Damned, Relinth Thares, rose from the ashes of the remaining forces at the AoD. Seeing that many from all sides had lost their homes as the Four Warring Guilds (AoD, DHM, HG, EF) were finally dissolved, he built a sanctuary for the remaining soldiers. The Order of the Underworld was sanctioned as a place of tranquility for all. As Wolf joined in the migration to this place, she fell in love with Relinth Thares, and he with her. They arranged a wedding, but Wolf was left at the altar shortly after, Relinth cheating on her with another woman or four. Unfortunately this place of dreams was not to last. The legions of Hell were becoming restless again. ADWII having long ago ended, it was time to send the last strike. The Final Armageddon. And so, Satan sent one of his strongest fighters, a man known only as Lord Agony, up to Gaia to land the first blows. Lord Agony targeted The Order of the Underworld immediately, knowing that it was a place where soldiers resided, spending their days in peace. Using pure psychological warfare, he pinpointed the weakest points of The Order. Wolf happened to be one of those weak points. Using her mentality and past against her, he broke apart the foundations that Wolf based her life on, and drove her to insanity, killing her easily in her vulnerable state. Leaving the body of Wolf at the doorstep of The Order, he set it alight, as the first strike against The Order and its leader. Having died in a vengeful state, Wolf's soul refused to go to neither heaven nor Hell, and instead haunted the grounds of The Order. That is, until she caught the attention of certain necromancer.
Jboy was a ruthless, cold man. Willing to do anything for his own gain, he was known to be selfish and greedy. On a streak of laziness, he felt the need for a servant. Knowing the soul of Wolf flitted about The Order like an angry parasite, he captured her, tried to destroy her memories, and then insert her "blank" soul into a puppet that he could use for his own sick purposes. Thade, a friend of Relinth and an underling of the infamous demon hunter, Dirk Graves, was informed of this. Before Jboy could order her to perform and assassinations, Thade restored Wolf's memories. It was not long after that she caught the attention of yet another enemy of The Order, and was targeted by an assassin. Helpless at the time in a puppet-like body, she was killed. Her soul roamed the world of the living for a short period of time, before something strange began happening to her. Because of the instability of her prior form, and Jboy ripping her from that unstable form to put into a puppet, her soul was negating itself. In a last-ditch effort to save herself, Wolf tied her body to an anchor, allowing her to be reincarnated into a new body.
Years later, Wolf reemerged again, a wolf demon once more. She was now 100% demon. The only trace of angelic heritage left was the wings of her full-form. While waiting for her body to mature and age, she took on the job of Guarding the Tower of Eurion, the Fire God. Interested in the fire mages that spent their time training there, Wolf undertook the training herself. Several, Several years later, after she had left the Tower, Wolf gained mastery of the Fire element. It was then that she returned to The Order of the Underworld, only to find again that The Order was under attack.
A new enemy had emerged from the ashes of Agony's path of destruction. Lord Aataris, an ancient being from the times of Relinth's old battles, had come to rule over The Order, terrorizing the members as well as any traveler who happened to be passing through the city of Kyo that lay near the headquarters of The Order. Taking several of the members of The Order, he brainwashed them into becoming what most referred to as "The Children of Aataris", infusing them with "The Power" and just generally wreaking havoc upon the lands. At the same time, Drax has reemerged, thanks to Nanashi Rose, who had accidentally revived the man. Drax and Acidic Demise (another older member of the Empire) rebuilt the Empire. Willow took refuge at the Empire at night, and fought at The Order by day.
Though Aataris was eventually killed, the damage from both his and Agony's assaults crippled The Order irreversibly, and it fell in upon itself. This was the end of the so-called days of peace, and the beginning again of the Imperialistic conquests.
Again, at Draximas's side, Wolf stayed to fight against another Empire that had been competing for resources with The Empire. The final battle, in which no man was killed, marked the end of the fighting. The battle was a draw, as one would assume. Acting as negotiator, and extending the olive branch of peace, Wolf befriended the leader of the Empire of the Dragons. The war ended there. Drax at this time, fell in love with a woman named Eva and conceived a child with her. When the child was born, Draximas disappeared, and Eva vanished. Draka Alpha, the original leader of the Empires stepped forth and began the mass-migration from the Forsaken Empire, to the Evil Empire. Declaring war on all guilds, Draka started an upheaval the likes of which Gaia had not seen in centuries. Wolf, still ever loyal to The Empires followed behind. However, as soon as the wars had started, they stopped, mostly due to a quick exhaustion of resources and the lack of a will to fight on the part of the members. Draka went into hiding, and Wolf broke away again from the Empires to drift from Guild to Guild. Unable to find a place to call home, Wolf fell into a deep despair. She finally came to the understanding that Gaia had to be united for her to finally find peace in herself. Of course, this was an impossible task, let alone to try and do it by herself.
In her travels, she came across a man who told her of troubles upon the front of the State of Kyo, the once-home of The Order of the Underworld. Hearing the distress of the man, she returned with him, to find everything of the lands of Kyo left in shambles. In an even deeper despair, she left the city-state to wither and die. Changing her name, she took several precautions in keeping her real identity secret, and though the "mask" hadn't been perfected, over the years she had grown used to the changes in appearance, and perfected her fake past. She took on the appearance of Lykaios Theta, a girl who is related to an infamous and legendary "mad-man", after so many years of pretending to be Lykaios, she succumbed to a severe case of amnesia, hardly able to recall any past events of her real life. She believed herself to really be Lykaios Theta, ninth in line for the Alpha Empire that was long ago destroyed. Because of that, her personality had done a near complete 180, and any and all friends she may have had in the past had been all but forgotten. It was only while on the famous Fallen God of the Pale Eclipse's (Dirk Grave's) ship that an encounter with her old Leader, Draka, reawakened her memories, forcing her to recall all that she had done in the past, and all she had sought to forget. Still, there was an internal struggle that raged on. Even with her memories back, did she wish to accept this past, or reject it? Going back to the Beowulf (Dirk's ship) Willow was provoked to attack a silent assassin. Though the battle was a rough one that destroyed nearly the entire deck of the Beowulf, Willow persevered and managed to subdue the attacker and force him to leave. It was then that she was approached by the Fallen God of the Pale Eclipse and asked to be the First Mate of the boat. Taking on the job, she stayed aboard the ship for several days until her lust for blood eventually led her to leave the ship for what she had thought was going to be a short period of time. Landing on the coastal beach of the western lands in nothing but a rowboat,
Willow had set out to retrieve some "supplies" so she wouldn't cause any more harm to the crew of the Beowulf. Unfortunately, when she had returned to the site of her boat, she found it smashed to pieces by giant, strange-looking crabs. Now, Willow might not have been the smartest person on the planet, but it didn't take much to figure out that large mutant crabs + large pack of then + smashed boat = run. And along the shore she went. It was only until she reached a door that seemed to be standing in the middle of nowhere facing the south did she escape from the beasts. However, it seemed she had walked right into an enemy stronghold: The Order of Annihilation. After being taunted by Oblivionic into an eventual frenzy, she forced herself to leave. Unfortunately, though her clothing had been ruined in the process, and with no boat, ruined clothing, and a very minimal supply of food, Willow was forced to return to the Guild and ask for Oblivionic's assistance. Surprisingly, he offered her new clothing. Of course it was not without it's price. After trapping her in a steel enforced-room in her wolf form with a giant mechanical serpent, Willow was forced to use her wings to escape the beast and get out of the room. Having not had appropriate time to change back in full, the wings had remained on, and Willow was forced to cut them off in order to revert fully. The resulting blood loss had made her weak, and it was then that Shagrath, a former member of The Empires, had approached her, wanting something out of her that she could not possibly offer to him with her current standings with him: a child. Oblivionic stepped in at the nick of time, saving her from what might have ended up as rape, to speak business with her. Lately, dreams had plagued her; mostly of Hell, and the inevitable trip she would take if the blood oaths she had made to the Alpha family as a soldier were not removed. In the end, she struck up a deal with Oblivionic: he removed the blood oaths, and she would join The Order to repay her debt. With the deal finished, he constructed a new body for Willow that allowed mana to be created and transferred more easily, and undid the blood oaths and stuck her in the body. It seemed, ironically, that she was once again a member of "The Order". Though this one seemed to stand for the exact opposite of the former guild she was apart of. In a near twist of fate that let Willow off completely Scott-free, The Order fell into oblivion leaving her free of its ties and to do whatever she chose with the rest of her years.
Though no longer bound to the Alphas through blood, Wolf still felt an obligation, knew that even if magic did not bind her, she could not completely turn away from a family that had played such a major part in her history. And so, she returned to the ruins of The Empire of the Forsaken to act as grave keeper to the cemetery there, constantly watching over and guarding the remains of her fallen comrades. She was the last living true soldier of the Forsaken. Since no one else was there, Wolf had a lot of time to reflect on her past, and on everything that had happened to her. She found that more often than not, her thoughts were on Draximas, finding that, despite some of the things he had done to make her hate him, she did not hate him. This troubled her greatly. Yet, the more she thought on it, the more she realized it was true. It was then that her eyes opened to the realization that she had been in denial for a long time. It was what had allowed Agony to nearly destroy her. It was what made her stay so loyal to The Empires. It was why she thought and worried about Draximas so much. Traveling to his grave that very evening, Wolf admitted her feelings, knowing that he would not hear her. But the admission freed her from guilt.
Heading out on a routine trip to the outside world for supplies, Wolf stopped in at a bar to restock. However, this restock turned into a long stay at the bar, as word reached her ears that Draka Alpha was on the loose. He had raped a girl by the name of Sora, impregnated her and left. After day three of her wait, Draka showed up at the bar. And so did Nanashi Rose (her adopted daughter through Relinth), and Dizzy Graves, former wife to the great Dirk Graves. Draka had found out about Wolf's profession of love at Draximas's grave, and used it against her, convincing her that Drax hated her, and that he felt that she had betrayed the Empires again, and he hated her for it. When asked what she could do to regain Drax's trust, Draka ordered her to cut off her daughter's arm. Without hesitation, she stepped forward to complete the task, but Dizzy Graves immediately barred her way. A short scuffle ensued before Rose (injured by Draka, and stabbed in the hand with his knife) and Dizzy escaped. Draka left the ultimatum. Get Rose's arm, or suffer the consequences. Torn now between her daughter and her love, Wolf tracked Rose down, but remained unsure of what to do. Ashen E. Frost, an old member of The Order, barred her path and made her decision for her. A day later, Wolf tried again, finding Ashen away and unable to protect Rose. She approached the girl, and prepared for the blow, but found herself unable to hurt her daughter. Seeing the terror she had instilled in Rose, a wave of shame hit Wolf, and she tossed her handgun to her daughter, turned and told the girl if she shot her while she was leaving, that Wolf wouldn't blame her. Dread, a friend of Rose's, wrestled the gun away from Rose only after Rose was able to throw the very knife Draka had hurt her with, into her. Returning to the Bar, Wolf fully expected to die that evening at Draka's hands, or else suffer a worse fate. However, she found on her return, that Sora, the woman Draka had raped, had given birth to a child.
Thanks to the curse of the Alpha family (which meant that only one Alpha could remain on Gaia at a time), Draka was gone, and only the child remained. However, Wolf, who had spent so long under the Alphas, knew what would happen to the child if no one did anything. Informing Sora that Draka would return by taking over her child, Sora begged her to do something. Doing the only thing she thought to do, Wolf summoned Draximas's soul from the afterlife, and anchored him inside the child. Upon awakening, the child transformed, taking on the appearance of Draximas, but something was wrong. Not only had her appearance changed, but manipulation of her own energies seemed to become difficult. The reason for this, was an accidental fusing with part of Draximas's own energy. It had also changed her appearance, red hair now silver, and gray eyes now amethyst. Draximas was very weak, far more weak than he should have been. Guilt washed over her as he told her that he 'was better off left where he was. It had been peaceful there'. Worried that she had done something wrong in the summon, Wolf remained at his side, watching every breath bring pain to the leader that had sacrificed so much for his people and his Empire.
Falling asleep at her leader's side, she awoke to find that Draximas was gone. In a panic, she nearly upturned The Deception Demon Bar in her search for the injured Alpha. Finding nothing, she remained there for a few days, scowering the forests in an attempt to locate some clue of where he had gone. On one such search, she happened across her daughter, Rose, with a stranger named Dominic. Rose had apparently been under attack by an unknown figure, and a friend, Ashen Frost, from the disbanded Order of the Underworld asked Dominic to protect her. His job supposedly done, he planned on leaving, but before-hand, he and Rose got into an argument. Stepping into dangerous territory, Rose called Dominic a 'dog, and a servant' to Ashen. Angered, and believing her to need a lesson taught, Dominic planned to "enslave" her, and show her just how different he was from that. Wolf happened upon her daughter just as they were about to leave, and hearing her daughter's plight, offered to put herself in Rose's place, knowing very well how the situation could end. However, Dominic refused to take her, and so left with Rose. Going to Ashen, Wolf asked him to call off Dominic, but to no avail. So there she remained, watching Ashen, and hoping again to see her daughter. One night in the castle at which she was staying, Rose showed up, Dominic leaving his charge there for a night. Finding out that her daughter not only wished to stay with Dominic, but that she was also in love with him, she warned Rose that if this continued, she would find and kill Dominic, to make sure that her daughter didn't make the same mistakes she did. The next night, Rose came to her door, in a fury. Dominic had gone missing, assumed dead, and Rose blamed her mother, thinking she had done the deed. Willing to attack her own mother, Rose nearly demanded his return or she would beat it out of Wolf.
Feeling betrayed, Wolf left soon after, all but disowning her daughter for what in her opinion was traitorous actions and hurtful lies. She decided that she would return to her search for Drax. Without sleep for 60 hours, and starved for food, Wolf found herself in a strange, fogged land. Allowing herself one night's rest, she awoke to hear voices, and when she approached, she found herself looking at an incarnate of Oblivionic, the one to remove her oaths. Wary of the man and knowing that she had yet to truly repay her debt to him, she spoke with him, asking if he had seen her "former" leader. Unfortunately, for Wolf, he had not. Needing a place to stay, and beyond tired and hungry, she took up the night there, but in return, she was once again 'leashed to a master', expected to remain loyal to Desecrator (as he was known from that point on), He would not take her disobedience, and possible traitorous actions lightly.
Leaving STAG, Desecrator's guild, for a fortnight to say a final farewell to the Empires, she stumbled upon Drax, who had been there at the Empire hiding in secret. All talk aside, she professed her love for the man, and put forth her dilemma, knowing she could not be with Drax no matter how much she loved him. It was then that he told her that he was dying.
Pushing her away from him after his own declaration of love for her was rejected (if she stayed by his side, Desecrator would kill him, and she was sure her fate would be far less preferable to Drax's if Des was to find out), he died soon after, reborn as the ultimate Alpha. Neither good nor evil, this Alpha only sought to bring about peace, but doing it by seizing control of all of Gaia. The ultimate cleansing using blood to start the world anew under his supreme reign. He asked Wolf to join him, but she refused. In return, a battle ensued, and because of her strong ties to the Alpha family, she refused to fight back. Seeking only to protect herself she did what she could to avoid obvious deathblows. In the end, he gave her one last choice. Accept him fully and be bound to him, or die. Shooting his own energy at her, it would either kill her or bind her to him depending on if she truly accepted him as her leader. Though she accepted the man, her body gave way to an internal struggle...
Because of her resurrecting Drax, her body had fused with some of his energies as a result of something going wrong in the resurrection. Drax, was in essence, the incomplete version of Alpha; an unstable version. Thus, this fusion of energies tricked her own mana into believing she herself was unstable when she was not.
Now that Alpha had tried to bind her to him by fusing his energy with her own, a change began taking place in her own body. Her own mana began to parasitically feed off the energy Alpha had given her, trying to change the fabric of her mana to make it a "stable" version. Partially melding together, though not enough that actual fusion would take place, unstable energy began ripping Alpha's energy apart in an attempt to make itself stable. However, this was only causing further chaos. It wasn't really changing anything, considering (as said before) her energy was stable to BEGIN with. Thus, a chain reaction took place that gave off a radiation that began to deconstruct/burn out her nervous system bit by bit. It was a VERY VERY slow and excruciatingly painful process that would start with smaller nerves and work its way to the main control: the brain. In other words, it would kill her.
This all took place in a few short seconds. The new Alpha was baffled at Wolf's reaction to the energy he had shot at her. She had neither died, nor fused with it, and instead, lay writhing on the ground in an agonized state. Puzzled, and unsure of what to do with the woman now, he took her to the hospital wing of the Empire's main building and let her rest, figuring whatever it was that was wrong with her would vanish in a few days.
All that was happening inside her, made no sense to Wolf. She had figured that Alpha had done this to her on purpose, making her pay for even THINKING of betraying the Empires, or refusing his offer. Because of that, she was unsure of his motives when putting her in the hospital wing. Perhaps he would be testing out some of his new abilities. She had no desire to found out what they were though. Fighting through the pain long enough to find a bottle of strong pain killers (Vicadin, by the look of the label) and down a few, she escaped. The pain killers did nothing to stop the breakdown of her nerves, though. Only numbed the pain so she could move for a while longer. However, muscle control, thought, as well as basic motor skills were dulled heavily by the pain killers as well as the constant breakdown of nerves...
Ashen Frost had been laying in torpor, for most of these events. Having met Wolf before, and Dominic having been like a son to him, he knew a bit about the woman. As such, he kept tabs on her as well as several others, even while asleep. Feeling the pain she was in, he awoke and tracked her down, disliking the idea of the mother of the woman Dominic had been in love with dying a miserable, agonizing death. He gave her a temporary cure, something to stop both the breaking down of nerves, as well as the numbing effect of the pain killers for a short while, and gave her a choice: If she wished for aid, she would seek him out in the next 24 hours. If not, she would likely die within the next 48. This was a test for her. It would prove whether or not he could use her as a member of a secret force, a militia, he was putting together, for certainly if she was indebted to him due to this..."illness", as it was, he could employ her to work off the debt. Leaving her to her own devices, he returned to hiding, and awaited when or even if she would come.
Having no better option in saving herself from this pain that would ultimately lead to her demise one way or another, she began the search for Ashen, dreading the high cost of whatever cure he had available but wanting nothing more than to be rid of this burden Alpha had set upon her. After a day's long search, and nearly out of time, Wolf finally discovered Ashen's hiding place concealed in an uncharted forest. Commending her for her ability, he allowed her inside. Immediately getting down to business, he spoke again of the cure to her current affliction. The cure? A blood bond; a tie to hold the two together and mark her as his thrall. It was as she had feared, yet, the prospect intrigued her. If she accepted this offer, she would once again be bound to another, yet free of Alpha and of the pain Alpha brought with him. It would solve the issue of whether or not to stay grudgingly with Desecrator out of a need for food and shelter. Hesitantly, she agreed to his offer, and completed the bond. Mixed feelings arose from the combination of blood and memory. It surprised her, to find that she felt a growing understanding for Ashen, yet it scared her to find that she found herself wanting to never leave his side. The feeling of loyalty and affection that she gained for him was both horror and tremendous gratitude. Gradually though, the horror faded, to leave only the thrall and her regent.
Finding the need to have more freedom to stretch her legs, Willow finally left the care of Ashen to live out on her own, though she hardly strayed far from the Hermit-like Shack he lived in because of an unconscious desire to stay near her regnant thanks to the blood bond. Still, without much to go on money-wise (all her available funds had been stored away at the Empire of the Forsaken before she had fled there from Alpha, and she dared not to return), Willow was forced to steal food from inns, and spend her nights inhabiting the thick branches of oak trees. Ashen, watching over her as usual, had been following the deteriorating health of his thrall, and had come to her, ordering her to take a bank card of his, and scolded her for not coming to him. Though the card held a vast sum of cash, Willow never used it, and returned to her homeless, wandering life, learning to be more discreet in her actions.
Month after month passed, and eventually, Willow started noticing that she was beginning to miss Ashen. Going to the hermit-like home of Ashen, she found it devoid of un-life. Though she felt the bond that tied her to Ashen, and the occasional flicker of his mind tied to hers, she could not contact him. And so, Willow set out to search for her regnant. As months passed by, the absence of Ashen from her life became painstakingly clear, eventually leading to physical pain from the want of his blood, and his company. This pain forced Willow to shift to her beastial form, and to become completely feral. She lived a life of simplicity and ignorance to the pain for quite a while, before her mind was pulled from the wreckage by a young elf nicknamed El. Meanwhile, Rose, Wolf's daughter, had once again tracked her down, and wanted to meet with her. Agreeing to only because Willow knew her daughter would be hurt if she didn't, Willow came to her daughter, revealing her plight. Rose was shocked, having not known about her mother's blood bonding until then. When she heard from Willow that Ashen had vanished several months ago, the information clicked into place, and Rose understood. Her mother could not shift from her beastial form, because of the immense pain it caused to remember how.
Leaving her daughter again, Willow set out once more on her search for Ashen. Weeks later, in a nearby forest, the blood bond seared her with the feel of burns that only a Cainite could understand; Ashen was remaining out in the sunlight. He was dying. Blacking out, Willow saw flashes of an odd-colored sky, a man wreathed in light, and a feeling of weariness and heavy decision encased in her own feelings of panic and desperation. Shortly after, Willow woke to feel the warming, light pressure of Ashen's mind completely gone with her, replaced by a foreign, cold presence. However, the presence was disregarded, as Willow assumed it was the absence of the blood bond. Willow was also surprised to find herself in her humanoid form, in a place of ruin, strewn with rusted armaments; it looked to be a battleground of some sort. Feeling desolation and depression sweeping over her at the absence of Ashen, Willow remained there for several days. She knew not what to do, nor where to go. Anything else we should know? This Character Profile is the most current, due to a massive alteration because of a need for magic skills to be listed. I've implemented a chart system that allows me a little more freedom with my character than with a skills list, but not so much that I can dictate the outcome of events in a fight by God Modding, or using an Overpowered Character.
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 8:09 am
Gaia Screenname:
Alderix_G
Name:
Lord Phaedrim Blackmire
Race:
Lich (undead necromancer)
Age:
217
Relationships:
None...it is rather difficult to hold a relationship when you have no heart.
Alignment:
Neutral Evil
Appearance:
In lich form, a pale skeleton. Usually conceals self in a basic glamour charm: Long, straight white hair. Eyes are a piercing golden-yellow and gleam like a cats. Complexion is sickly pale but physical build is healthy. Height: 6". Phaedrim usually wears a rich black tuxedo and long black cape with red on the inside. At the neck is a snow-white ruffle held with a blood-red stone. He wears a monocle over his left eye and pristine white gloves. Carries a gentlemanly cane in his left hand topped with a red gem, which also serves as his sceptre for controlling certain magics.
Weapons:
Sceptre of Eonemous: channels magic and amplifies necromatic powers.
D'Vernaciast's Scythe: large scythe once wielded by the most powerful of necromancers. Said to have slain ten thousand men.
Physical Skills:
Strength - lower than average due to mainly magic-based type combat. Relies heavily on stat-amplifying magic.
Dexterity - high
Constitution - high
Intelligence - very high
Wisdom - average
Charisma - very high
Magic Skills:
Summoning undead minions
Various necromantic arcana: includes life draining
Abilities:
Diplomacy - due to his upbringing, he is gifted in the ways of diplomacy and can easily worm out of a situation or bribe his adversaries.
Physical immunity - being a lich, he is immune to most types of physical damage
Magical resistance - Phaedrim is able to resist most types of magical attacks, however because of this is terribly susceptible to holy assault or attacks that focus on detaining his own magic.
Controling Undead - through magics gained by fusing his soul to his sceptre, Phaedrim has a high chance of gaining control over other undead that are summoned by another sorcerer.
Biography:
Phaedrim Blackmire came from a long line of nobility, with a vast fortune and army at his fingertips. By some ill-fortune, Phaedrim also inherited a family curse of ruin that would destroy everythig and anything he loved. During his early adulthood he fell in love with a young and influential lady by the name of Lynestie Fayie, and though the two were denied marriage, they devoted themselves to each other until her and her family left the country.
The love of his life denied him, Phaedrim turned to more political ideals. Rumoured by ancient manuscripts to be the rightful inheritor to his country's throne, Phaedrim sought to gain what was rightfully his, and failing diplomatically, he resorted to other means. Upon taking up the study of necromancy and succeeding in the powerful tranformation to the undead lich in exchange for more power, he overthrew the King and took his place for nearly twenty years, until he was dethroned and cast out of is own country by an order of religiously emplyed heroes - the Scion - among them his lost love.
Betrayed and swearing vengeance, he vanished from the face of the earth for a century, delving into the forbiddden darkness of the Abyss in search of the lost Sceptre of Eonemous, and bound his soul to it to unlock its vast necromantic potential. When he returned to his homeland, he confronted the members of the Scion and demanded back his throne and in return the country would be spared. If they resisted, he would raze their Order's buildings to the ground, make undead of every citizen within the country and string the corpses of the Order's members from the walls of his citadel. A great battle ensued from the Order's denial, and - his army barely prevailing - Phaedrim did exactly as he had sworn.
Tainted by his lust for power, he took the throne and declared himself king over a quickly decaying population that soon were nothing but undead. In years to come he slew the necromancer D'Vernaciast and stole his fabled Scythe, and too this day he remains as he was fated to be - the heir to an empire of ruin.
Anything else we should know?
Terribly strict nobleman, still has a general regard for formality.
Has a pet undead adolescent dragon by the name Nax'thar'es.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 4:44 pm
Player's name[b/] Kilies
Character's name Kilies
Race human
Age 18
Relationships none, New to the guild
Alignment Neutral
Class necromancer
Natural abilities Physically Kilies is rather on the puny side. But what she lacks in strength and she makes up in speed and agility.
Special abilities I'm a necromancer what you think by special abilities are going to be? You know, the same old same old raise the dead, curses, poisons.... Well I don't know about the poisons but I like everything else. ^^;;
Outlook on life/ personality Based upon personality alone you'd never guess she was a necromancer. Kilies is a little shy and very easy-going. It is a very childlike approach to everything. It's the simplest pleasures that bring her the biggest joys.
Background / bio Kilies remembers very little about where she is from. She's been told in many different versions of her origins. Some say she once studied with the warlocks in the forests and anothers say she had always lived amongst the shadows, leaning there dark magics. All she truly knows for sure is that somebody had rescued her from a watery grave and has little memory of who she is or where she came from.
From the moment she woke she knew how to use the dark magics known as necromancy. The ability to animate the dead scared her would-be saviors and before she could fully recover they had cast her out. One person even tried to burn her a live. Now Kilies travels on her own and tries to put her abilities to use for good.
Appearance Kilies stands about 5'2 with long dusty blue hair that falls down her shoulders in waves with eyes to match. Her ivory skin is riddled with little off colored scars. She was a porcelain mask over the left side of her face to hide the worst of them. Without her she weighs roughly around 110lb. She keeps her curves hidden behind ragged outfits and a tattered cloak.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 12:24 am
Gaia Screenname: Lord Doji
Name: Doji
Race: demon
Age: looks 30
Relationships – none
Appearance: A picture is ok for this, but please do not stretch the page.
Weapons: long sword if I have to use a weapon.
Magic Skills: shadow arts, fire and other basic magic knowladge
Biography: (give me time to write it)
Anything else we should know? Not at this point in time
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 12:30 pm
Name: Tyga
Race: lyrics
Age: 157
Relationships – none
Appearance: Tyga stands 6'1 ft and is physically fit. His shoulderlength silky black hair is kept loose and rounds off the square jawed face. His white skin looks pale against the dark rich color of his hair. His eyes which are normally hidden by a darker shades are an almond shape in that golden color. Most the time he is dressed in black and brown leathers with a nice long coat to help conceal any weapons that he might be caring. .
Weapons: halbred and long sword
Magic Skills: Psionics, Telepathy
Biography: Since he was a young lad Tyga has been called the ice prince. It is cold and uncaring personality was only matched by his thirst for blood. Living in such a desolate world he took the time to learn as much about killing and torturing others as he could. And the one time he dared love and live a peaceful life was the one time he was burned the most. From that day forth Tyga sealed away all of his emotions. Now he only lives for the thrill of the hunt and kill.
I'll add on as I rp it out
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