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 Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 11:10 am
 Feasting Among Shadows *Note*
This is the second thread of this role play. Please note that we are not reseting, and you will be able to role play from where you left off. It is only for the sake that I myself needed to oragnize the thread better with all the profiles and other issues. Hope this works out better. ^_^::: Rules. ::: Storyline. ::: Terms. ::: Applications. ::: Vampires: Liebeis and Brin. ::: Humans: Crucians ::: Wolfen: The Pack of Vischer and others. ::: Reserved. ::: Announcements. ::: Summaries of the Story. ::: Reserved.
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 11:18 am
Rules. 1 ::: Please, please keep to the rules. It is necassary, and we all appreciate it!
2 ::: Follow the Gaia TOS! Romance is allowed, but the PG-13 rating is a virtue.
3 ::: Keep to the timeline. This is a medieval setting, and there shouldn't be any guns or anything.
4 ::: Don't play other peoples character or control them. Also, if you wish to kill a character, please have it sorted out with the other person.
5 ::: Profiles will be PMed to me. Please lable the designated title for your character so I know you read the rules! They are important!
6 ::: No god-moding or auto-hitting. We all like to play fair, so let's keep it that way.
7 ::: Yes, literacy is required. At least a complete paragraph shall do though, which is 5-6 complete sentences. I'm sorry, it's a complete pet peeve of mine. If your grammar is a little off I'm good, we all suffer. My spelling is utterly horrible sometimes, but that's why we all have that spell check thing. XD
8 ::: If I have forgotten anything important, kindly note. And please enjoy the role play! ^_^
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Romeo for Tay Vice Captain
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Romeo for Tay Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 11:22 am
Storyline. You have to think sometimes. About your life, the world, and the future of your kind. Decisions are difficult to make when it comes to the minds of all around you. But so is years of fighting. And so we ask ourselves: which is easier? To accept peace, giving into our pride, and marry the royal children from the two races? Or continue to fight an endless war over a point long forgotten? Sometimes, it's better to be logical and wise, than strong and proud.
Vampires are a proud and corrupt race. It all happened, long ago, when the vampires moved into the dark alleyways of Crucia that they became hungry, unsatisfied and angry. It is a clan who named themselves the Liebeis, and who ruled them, a young, fierce, and strong Vampire. The vampires fed upon the Crucians, by night and sneaking through day, until the humans finally realized what creatures had invaded their safe sanctuary. Instead of most cities the Vampires had left to rot by draining the life because they let themselves fall, the Crucians stood up to fight, finding the Vampires could be killed with a steak through the heart, or holy water from their churches.
The Crucian king is wise and old, and after years of an endless fight, where countless, through the dark of night and cries of day, died from both sides. He declared the vampires and he make truce, offering the scum of their lives to the vampires so the welcome wouldn't be eaten. The Vampire king agreed, and although the fire to fight still burned within him, he knew it would only bring the loss of both kinds. It was to be that the Royal son of the vampire king and royal daughter of the Crucian king were to be wed, and the rules would apply for many years to come. Vampires and Crucians accepted their fate, but the royal son would not. And as the final words were spoken on the altar, the Crucian daughter's hands in the royal son's, his eyes flared red, and he dried the blood of the girl, his lust, hunger, and pride not allowing such events to come.
The vampire and Crucian king were outraged, but the son took his followers to the outskirts of Crucia to form his own clan away from the Liebeis. Crucians and the vampires formed a truce, believing their new enemy was the Vampire king's very son, who ruined such a beautiful chance by eating his bride. She now takes her place as a Vampire wife to the king, in honor to the treaty that would be made.
The Royal son calls to the vampires that scrounge the land, and forges his own clan, the Brin. He plans on bringing pride to the vampires again, where every Liebeis Vampire would die at their wits, and every Crucian at their fangs.
Little does everyone know... not is all that it seems. Because through all the war over one city, and far-passing the steaks and holy water of the Crucians, or the fangs and wits of the Vampires, the howling of wolves strikes across the land from the forests under the moon. A force that has been waiting for turmoil among everyone of Crucia. and since the time is now, the Wolfen, a familiar term to wolf, now stands, through all the civil weakness, to eat all of them.
They have waited long enough.
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 11:25 am
Terms. Vampires ::: Vampires in this story do not have wings, long ears, horns, ETC. They look very much like human beings, or Crucians. Exception to the glow of red eyes when hungry, or a tendency to keep their nails long and filed sharply (Which is entirely their choice) and their fangs, they are not demonic looking in anyway. Vampires cannot be out in the middle of the day; the sun will reduce them to dust.
Crucians ::: Do not be confused by the term Crucian. They are humans to the fullest, just a special name given to them by living in the large, Venice-like city. Crucians vary from tan colored skin to almost being pale. It just depends where their families and ancestors originated from. In the time I place it, people dress in their regular clothes, with skirts, leggings, their overcoats, pants, or anything around the area you can come up with. The royal people of Crucia where their medals, leather-armour suits, or their designable, silk gowns.
Wolfen ::: Highly intelligent creatures. Wolfen, through your eyes, may be thought of as something like Lycans, but they are not. Wolfen are wolves with the mind of maybe more than humans, larger than wolves, and have lived in secret for many years; a very smart move, waiting for a time just like this to move into action and become the top of the food chain again. They can take the shape of three things, any time they want: Anthro, human, and pure wolfen.
Liebeis ::: This clan of Vampires have lived for more than many years, ruled by the one and only king. They have lived in various cities, feasting off of the quiet and subtle humans until their was nothing left. They are a proud, outgoing, and strong clan.
Brin ::: The Brin clan is the newly forged clan by the son of the Vampire King of Liebeis. They are strong and full of fight, but a small faction that resides in hiding until something can be done about it. Although they are sneaky and love to go hunting on Crucians in the dead of night. Vampires of the Brin clan are from the wanderers around the forests who have no surviving clan through the years, or from the son's followers in his father's clan.
Crucia ::: An old city, very large in size. Crucia is on the side of large ocean on a small continent just full of forest and mystery. Crucia makes its stand in life by trading from the other humans territories outside the forests, but mainly by sea to the other cities and continent. Crucia's buildings, near the ocean, are built from the water, using canal boats to go to and fro. Near the land, where the royal fortress is built, wagons or just walking is transportation. The city is full of many alleyways and canal sewer-ways.
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 11:27 am
Applications. For Vampires: "Dead of Night"
Vampires :::[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b] (Age of Appearance. Could be Real, also.)
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Clan:[/b] (Liebeis or Brin?)
[b]Personality:[/b] (At least a paragraph.)
[b]Appearance:[/b] (Picture or description)
[b]Other:[/b] (Could be a Bio, Likes and Dislikes, etc. Don't just leave it empty though, because then there isn't enough info on your character! ^.~) For Crucians: "Living Life Shortly"
Crucians :::[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b] (Above 15)
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Status:[/b] (Are you part of the king's court, a peasent, a preist/preistess, etc? Also includes job or occupation.)
[b]Personality:[/b] (A least a paragraph)
[b]Appearance:[/b] (Picture or description.)
[b]Other:[/b] (Could be a Bio, Likes and Dislikes, etc. Don't just leave it empty though, because then there isn't enough info on your character! ^.~) For Wolfen: "Under the Moon"
Wolfen :::[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b] (Wolfen are long-lived like Vampires.)
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Status:[/b] (Who are you in the wolfen? The Clan leader, a subbordiante?)
[b]Favorite Form:[/b] (Wolfen, Human-like, Anthro)
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b] (Picture or descrition. Remember, these guys look like overgrown wolves/anthro-like wolves/can be somewhat like Crucians.)
[b]Other:[/b] (Could be a Bio, Likes and Dislikes, etc. Don't just leave it empty though, because then there isn't enough info on your character! ^.~)
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 11:36 am
Vampires.
Liebeis: Username: Pentae
Name: Liefon
Age: 30. Real Age: 507
Gender: Male
Clan: King of the Liebeis
Personality: Liefon is a very respectful being. He will listen to other's opinions, and try to compromise with it unless it doesn't make sense. He believes strongly in brotherhood and ties among his clan, for without even the slightest bit of love or respect they cannot stay together. He tries to sustain his anger, for Liefon is angered very easily, but isn't usually successful. Well, to rephrase it, Liefon is irriatated and annoyed easily. But, all and all, he is of an honest and loving heart, who cares for nothing more than his clan. -I won't say much else... leaving a bit open for whatever may come.-
Appearance: Liefon is one of the vampires that is built with a lot of muscle. He has broad shoulders and muscled arms, with a strong, tightening jawline to his neck. Most of his strength lies in the upper part of his body, whereas his long, slender legs that give him his height don't hold as much. But even with the muscle, like most vampires, he a slik, slender, lean and pale figure. His hair is long and flowing, usually still and subtle around his body; he doesn't bother to do anything with it. His eyes change from pure, cold black to crimson blood red when he is thristy or no. And because he is the brutal king of the Liebeis Vampires, he wears a fine silk shirt with leather-animal pants, boots that tuck under them, and a white shirt over the silk that cuffs around his shoulders.
Other: Liefon remembers no such thing of his human life. But he cares not for it; his damned life is the only thing important to him now. When he became a vampire, the early years when he hunted alone, Liefon was as fierce and cruel as the Brin. But, as the years had passed, and he continued to hunt, humans and mobs would come to kill him in groups with their steaks and holy water. For many years to follow, wherever he went in the old world, humans chased him out; sometimes getting so close to killing him he was begging for mercy. Liefon realized that hunting in such ruthless ways was by far ignorant, and for the first time in his life, he chose to joina Coven in a city surrounded by forest lands. The coven accepted his strengt of will and change. And eventually, when the almost millenium old vampire decided to find a new fate for himself, gave leadership to Liefon. Liefon had to fight for it, of course; other vampires in the coven wanted such a title, it being one of the largest in centuries past. But Liefon, with his strength, defeated the ones who fought him. And he gained respect among the coven, learning the ways of leadership and such. But they had no name, nothing to call themselves as they grew; and because it was Liefon's clan, he decided to call them the Liebeis. Through centuries, he and his clan moved into new cities to feed and ruin the humans from. They took their place among the cities for almost fourty years at a times, gaining, losing, and fighting new members. Until, almost four hundred years later, Liefon wanted a son. he had known about royal families in the human ways, and because he was considered royal among his clan, he hunted a specific young male human and changed him into a vampire. That very vampire wanted to eat and feed off of every human he could see, but Liefon trained him to restrain such feelings, like all, or most, vampires learned. But his dream became his sin; for once his clan moved into Crucia for a similar raid and home for another forty years, who he eventually made a treaty with becase he was fascinated on how they fought... for his son betray him and started his own clan, the Brin. Now he must fight his own son alongside an ally of humans, while trying to keep his own clan together and away from such rebel.
Username: Skunk Blossoms
Name: Amelia
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Clan: Liebeis
Personality: Amelia used to be very innocent and talkative, a bright young woman who was looking forward to her future duty of ruling over her people. But since the incident much has changed. She became somewhat bitter towards the humans of Crucia, having felt the hatred of their words against vampires, and has a burning hatred for the betrayal of the vampire king’s son. She is still kind to those who return the favor, and is still very determined to straighten out things in Crucia.
Appearance: Amelia
Other: Amelia is the daughter of the king of Crucia. When she was just small she was taught proper etiquette and manors, sort’ve like early training for being part of the royal family. She was always pampered, even though she didn’t care for it that much. Kind and innocent, she was easily favoritized by the people of Crucia, and she was looking forward to leading her people. But when the vampires came, much went wrong. She was frightened by their inhuman beauty and sharp teeth, but she had to deal with the fact that if she didn’t go through with her father’s wishes to marry the son of the vampire king. Especially since it would make everything more peaceful in Crucia. She forced herself to tolerate the stubborn prince’s ways, and became somewhat attracted to his pale skin and glowing eyes over time. On the day of their wedding, walking down the aisle in her beautiful gown, she was surprised at her thoughts of happiness. Had she fallen for this stubborn vampire? Her thoughts were abruptly put to an end when her mortal life was greedily taken away from her. Betrayal was all that dwelled in her thoughts as she was not only put through the excruciating pain of dying, but also the hurt of a potential love. To her demise, she wasn’t killed, but turned into a vampire like the rest. Her life from then on was filled with bitter realization, realization of fear and hatred towards those who cut her off from her old life. The harsh words that were spoken of her could never be forgotten in her mind, and the one particular feeling of the loss of her father’s love. It wasn’t entirely true, but she knew that things had changed from the moment she saw the look on her father’s face. Through all of this, she still takes her duty with protecting the dwellers of Crucia, along with the lives of the vampires in the clan of Liebes. She now sits at King Liefon’s side as his wife, in custom to the treaty that was made to keep peace between the two races. Taking on the inhuman beauty of being one who walks the night, her hatred for her king's son still burning in her dead heart.
Username: xX_In Love and Lonely_xX
Name: Alysha
Age: 19 Real Age: 500
Gender: Female
Clan: Liebeis
Personality: Alysha is a very neutral person. Due to a tragic accident in her youth, she is a little...touched. She has the mentality of a small child despite her years, and yet she is not naive. It is almost like she acts like a child because it will keep her from growing up. She is capable of making her own choices, everyone knows this, and yet still treats her like she is a child becuase of what has happened. Every so often, the world gets to be too much for her, and she runs away, into the forest, where she can be alone. She sits there, maybe for days, and cries. She also tends to go and socialize with the crucians on a regular basis. She doesn't kill if she can help it, only takes enough blood that she needs, even if it means feeding on several people during the night.
Alysha, despite her calm and gentle nature, has a survival instinct like no other. At the first sign of danger, she becomes like an animal, doing anything she can, ripping, biting, tearing, to defend herself and those she cares about.
Appearance: Alysha
Other: No one has ever learned what the tragic accident is, and Alysha herself has blocked it from her mind. When asked, she remains blank for a few moments, and does one of two things, she either begins to cry hysterically, seemingly having relived the event, or she stays silent a moment, not understanding what is being said. She loves to wander and explore new places, as few as there may be for her in the land she lives in.
Username: Selendina SunMoon
Name: Akuchi
Appearance Age: 25
Real Age:243
Gender: Male
Clan: Liebeis...For now. [ Also is Rynira's Overseer ]
Personality:
Though the life he had seen through his eyes was quite instable with the peace and wars, there is always a smile on his face. Whether it is a charming, sarcastic, or just plain creepy smile, this young vampire is smiling. To him, things are quite amusing, even when someone dies, showing his rather strange outlook on the way people leave and stay on the world. He chooses to be this way since it tends to lessen the situation itself, which makes it more easily manageable. By doing this, he is able to complete and help out things with his clan when he could and perform actions that he so wishes. He has pride in his race, feeling it is more superior than actual Wolfen themselves. Still, he has compassion once in awhile, but it is rare and one cannot see if it really is at times. He just is far too sarcastic in certain times and tends to joke around when it is not needed as well. Though he doesn't care much for doing harm to humans, he prefers to stay away from them. Another thing is that in some situations, he just takes the chance and begins to dominate over whatever obstacle it is. Despite the strangeness, he's determined to become stronger than the Wolfen, pushing his body to the limits in training and focusing the most in speed. He's also protective, just maybe not holding the best reason.
Appearance: [+][ Akuchi ][+] [ He's normally adorned in black robes in similar designs of the picture, but the markings are more of a dark silver color. ]
Other:
Akuchi had always been a twin, having been informed that he was separated from his parents. Ever since he was a child, determination was a large factor of his. Whether it was through training or intelligence, in only a short amount of time, what he wanted would be his. In the foster home he was located at, the 'father' was a soldier of the Crucian army and was enlisted into the army, fighting against vampires at the time. He remembers training exclusively with others, trying to make sure he was ready for the stronger creatures. When he was sent off to war, he remembered slaughtering them by the efficient use of speed and strategy. It seemed he was going to be awarded Captain quickly, but he became preoccupied with something else. At the age of 15, he met his identical twin brother, Soujii. They were both a like, prodigies in their own way. They were able to share stories to one another, about the real family and the foster family, and stayed in the army together up to 25, becoming Captains with much experience. It was a few good times that he ever had, and he smiled a lot then because, despite the horrible outlook on life, he had someone that was beside him to cheer him on.
Though it had stopped at 25, their service together. When returning home for a visit, they stopped in the forest, a distance away from the outskirts of Crucia, where Soujii's home had been. But they did not know they were within territory of a lone Wolfen, who has been hiding but searching for meat that night. It was Akuchi's first witness of such a powerful creature that even with his training, he could not stand against in the first few minutes. Though after awhile, he was able to stab the overgrown anthro-wolf in the neck over and over again 'till the point that it slumped to the ground. When he got to his brother, he was already on the last brinks of his life, bleeding to death. Though he was told many things, what caught his interest was the random burst from Soujii, proclaiming that he had a dog, who he wanted to say goodbye to and that it was back in their home town. Knowing the life spans of dogs, Akuchi knew that it should be dead, but believed his brother anyways. So after a few more things told to him, Akuchi was forced to bring his brother home, life already stolen away from him.
When he reached there, there was no one and when he asked around, there was simply people telling him that the inhabitants of the house had died due to sickness and grief, though the dog may have remained. Remembering what his brother said, he proceeded to the house again, not finding anything. So with a heavy heart, he was forced to bury his brother there and prayed for his departure to the next world. After that, he spent the night in the house. However, on that night, a passing vampire knew of the abandoned shelter and was planning on staying there, only to find a fresh, young Crucian. These were around the times where they started to feed on Crucians. Though Akuchi had awakened, he was frozen and was forced to allow the vampire to take his blood. It was already a few seconds into the bite that he got his fill of Akuchi's blood, and when he withdrew, a large white wolf dug its claws into the vampire's heart and neck, releasing Akuchi of the spell that was on him. Akuchi watched with amazement and horror as the wolf protected him and killed the vampire, only to have the wolf looked at him without any sortof violence.
Soon enough, he realized that this was the 'dog' that Soujii was speaking of. It was not a normal dog whatsoever... When he spoke, trying to thank the beast, it darted away by the scent of his blood, it not being who she wanted it to be. Confused, he pondered about chasing after that wolf but did not, for he was having problems moving around the day. He had been transformed into a vampire, and the only safe haven he found was with King Liefon in the Leibeis Clan. But during his time there, he was able to contact the wolf again, and decided a great plan, one that made him smile even more. He persuaded her to be on his side in this manner, using the history given to him by Soujii to accomplish just that... When Akuchi created that collar, he silently became more sinister and Rynira was his.
Brin:
Open Positions (Mentioned in the Story): Son of the Vampire King (The leader of Brin)
Username: Imalane
Name: Kei Kusanagi
Age: Appears to be 23
Gender: Female
Clan: Brin
Personality: An insane genious would be the best short description for Kei. She has amazing insight, but she doesn't act quite right in the head. Kei is the kind that will make up anything on the spot... or talk to anything on the spot. The list includes streetlamps, mailboxes, and other misc. inanimate objects.
Kei can act sane... though that is only a facade, and rarely lasts for long. She also has an affinity for saying things others won't... hard truths, for example. Kei is the kind of girl who will say, "That's so sweet," to a would-be lover, then add, "Baking soda will fix that."
Despite the idiotic exterior, she is a bookworm, and can often be seen reading with her body in strange positions... upside down, twisted over a chair, balancing on her head... the list goes on. She is also an accomplished hacker.
Appearance: Kei
Other: Kei has an irrational fear of spit, has an affinity for the color blue, and really and truly does have deep thoughts in between bouts of accusing random humans of sicking chihuahuas on her.
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 11:41 am
Humans.
Crucians: Open positions (mentioned in story): King of Crucia
Username: HollyxDolly
Name: Michelle Rouge.
Age: 39
Gender: Female.
Status: The king’s royal advisor.
Personality: Michelle is a very strict, hard woman. She takes everything seriously and has a very limited sense of humor. Michelle is very wise, and takes her job as the king’s advisor very seriously. Whenever there’s a chance to benefit herself, she quickly snatches it. She absolutely hates vampires. She’d be willing to do anything it takes to get rid of them all. All of her actions are sophisticated. She carries herself well, having perfect posture and manners.
Appearance: Michelle Rouge.
Other: Michelle Rouge has been the king’s advisor for fourteen strong years. When the vampires showed up in Crucia the only thing that was in her mind was to get rid of them. She found the king stupid to accept a treaty with the Liebies, and through all of her advice the king refused to listen to her. This made her all the more angry, for he had never refused her directions in the past. When the king’s daughter had been killed at the alter, the king came running to Michelle again, for she had known such a thing would happen. With the king in her grasp once again, Michelle will be scheming to get rid of the vampires once and for all. Recently, Michelle had found out that her daughter was in love with a vampire. As a result, Michelle swore to her daughter that if she ever saw him she would murder him with holy water. Any toleration she had for the Liebes was completely demolished after that day.
Username: Serena-chan
Name: Lillian Eldwards
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Status: She is a Captain in the military.
Personality_____
Lillian is a bit strange. She is extremely fascinated with death, the more intense and disgusting it is the more she enjoys watching it, and is not afraid to sacrifice a few for the greater good of all. But even with her fascination she finds vampires repulsive creatures who steal and twist death, forcing it into life; a totally unnatural occurrence in her eyes. Given her peculiar nature not many realize she has a very quick sense of humor and is quite laid back.
Appearance_____
She is a woman of medium height and slender build. Her deep green eyes are sharp and demand respect. She keeps her long silky smooth light brown, almost blond, hair in a strange style. While most of it hangs down to her waist, a gathering of it is tied up in small buns on either side of her head.
Lillian wears dark clothes, mostly long dresses that hug her upper frame while hanging loosely around her legs. She also wears black band on her left arm under the sleeve of her clothes and one around her right wrist. What is hidden underneath is unknown. When she goes outside or even in the castle she wears a black, hooded cloak. The hood will be up or down depending on her mood. Normally she wears boots that raise her height a few inches, while the leather climbs up her legs stopping an inch or so below her knees.
[[Based Loosely Off This Image]]
Other_____
Lillian spent many years gaining the knowledge she carries in her head. After running away from home at a young age all she did was learn whatever she could from anyone who was willing to teach her. She is good at what she does because of her stubborn mentality. In fact she believes so strongly in her ideals that she is ready to give her life up to prove in their worth. While in her pursuit for knowledge she met Michelle, and found the clash of their personalities to be invigorating and kept her on her toes. It is thanks to Michelle that she was given the chance to claim the position she now holds within the city. However, this doesn’t stop her from attempting to aggravate and mess with the other woman, in hopes to get a rise out of her.
Username: Dark X Soul
Name: Vivian Schneider
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Status: A vagabond musician picked up by the king's court. She now plays for most royal occasions
Personality: Vivian's a dreamer of a musician; there's really no other word to describer her. She drifts endlessly from between the sheets of her music, almost as if she were really on a different dimension altogether. She's kind hearted but highly paranoid around people, a trait passed down from her mother who refused to leave the house once it was dark to associate with people. She's reclusive, having never properly learned the social arts and is soft-spoken around others. Vivian is quite polite and absolutely loyal once her confidence has been gained, but she has the tendency to forget names and may be seized with inspiration for compositions at any given moment. She has very few wants in life (actually, three) and they are to become a better person, to one day outplay all other musicians, and to fall in love. The last wish is her little secret, a fairytale of her own.
Appearance: Vivian Schneider
Other: She hates having to watch people beg and thus never has much money (though she does play for the royal court) since she tends to give all her earnings away. Harsh sunlight annoys her and gives her a migraine, but on sunny days, she enjoys playing by any body of water. Her past is rather normal, her father being a lower ranked noble and her mother a wonderful violinist. Both have passed away now and she tries very hard to keep up her mother's reputation.
Username: Matari-Chan
Name: Majxn
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Status: Squire (more or less).
Personality: A darkened outlook on life, causing Majxn to be rather blunt when he speaks. With little regard to authority, and order, he promotes that which is his ideal order. Can also be rather mischeivieous.
Appearance: Black hair that reaches down to his ears. Somewhat pale skin, with green eyes. Fairly average male build, standing at 5'3" on his back he carries two swords, symbolizing his parents.
Other: Due to his loss of parents in the war, Majxn is alone, he prefers to be untutored, especially since its the royal guard who trains him, but they are the only ones that were available when his parents died. He constantly shoves those who wish to help him away. He thinks, with the way things are now, his way of doing things is the best way. The two swords on his back are very precious to him, as they are the only remains of his parents that he has.
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 11:52 am
Wolfen.
The Pack of Vischer: Open positions (mentioned in story): Check the Elite.
Username:Mortal being
Name: Vischer
Age: 651
Gender: Male
Status: Alpha Wolf
Favorite Form: Anthro
Personality: He is strong physically and it shows through his personality. He is fierce with his words, and can put a lot of passion into what he says. Vischer is one who can stir the soul of anyone into what he wants. He hardly ever backs down from anything, and merely grits through the tough time. To him weakness is merely your lesser strength, it is something to improve upon and never lead you to ruin. Quite openly he cares for his clan, but is not mushy, more of a brethren love. Power is not something he needs or desire, it is something that he feels is already his, and merely it is his job to show it to the world.
Appearance: Dark as the blackest night, and almost as large as a bull, Vischer prowls around in his sleekest and quiet wolfen body. His eyes are crystalline black, seeming to be transparent into an empty void of darkness, perhaps why people feel the dark shadows are watching them, because... he is. Yet it is his anthro form that brings the beast to its truest form. Black mane flows across his head and pointed ears, however the left seems to be gnawed on. His eyes show more life in them now, but are still black. His long teeth shimmer out of his muzzle of a mouth. Long claw marks are across his torso, showing the countless times he had to prove himself as the alpha leader of the group. He stands 6'3", and is pure muscle, making him quick and strong, as a good leader should be. He feels most powerful in this state, but perhaps might be his downfall one day, overconfidence is never good. The marks across his bodies show this every time he looks against his chest. Finally as a human, he has slick black hair, a rather dark tan, and wears your average leather garments. He stands 5'9", and most of his muscle mass is removed, but he still packs quite a punch, and bite.
Other: Being the alpha leader, he has learned many tactics, and has the responsibility of the clan. He knows battles are never as important as the war, and as they were driven into the forest, he knew the battle might be lost, but the war would one day be theirs. Over the ages, he seen the hostility of the Crucians, their power and might against the vampires seemed a bit much to try and take over them, and not to mention the strong vampire clan, it seemed an impervious time to attack. They merely walked in their despicable human form, and lead a few strangers into the wrong parts of the woods to feast on them. They became merely legends and myths, giving them fear into those who spoke of their tales. Now with the sudden stir of events, Vischer happily saw an opening to seize control of both vampires and humans. Not only will victory be theirs, but the plunder of the sweet morsel of their bodies would be theirs for the taking! HOOOOOOWL
Username: Serena-chan
Name: Celena
Age: 222
Gender: Female
Status: Lower member of the pack
Favorite Form: Wolfen
Personality: Celena is quiet and meek in the pack, due to her young age. Underneath that meekness lays a humorous but sarcastic nature that shows itself at very random and inopportune times. She is very curious about most everything and has trouble hiding her curiosity, despite her quick thinking and sharp mind. Outside of the pack she is fierce and tough, or well at least she thinks she would be.
Appearance: She seems to be the runt of the litter, not only in age. In her wolfen form Celena is just slightly larger than an actual wolf. Her coat is as pure as snow, with a single blemish of black that surrounds her left eye. Her eyes are a very pale blue.
In her anthro form she only grows enough to be about the same height as an average human. Her claws and teeth are extremely sharp, and she is quick and agile, allowing her to defend herself properly in most situations, despite her size. Her eyes darken slightly in this form.
In her human form she looks no older than 15, standing at around 5’3. Her hair is long and white as snow. She normally wears it pulled up and tucked under the hood of her cloak. Celena always wears her cloak over the simple dresses she has when in her human form, but never wears any shoes on her feet. Her eyes are almost midnight blue in this form.
Other: Due to her age and size Celena has never been allowed to venture very far from the pack on her own. She would love the chance to explore the forests and city. She spends a great deal of time working up plans and attempting to sneak away to do just that. Because of their commands to stay close she dislikes the older members of the pack, and begrudgingly listens to what they say, ignoring most of it. She has a wobbly grasp of control over her transformations and tends to fail when she loses her concentration.
Username: Pentae
Name: Erral
Age: 715
Gender: Male
Status: Member of the Elite Wolfen, along with being an undercover spy in Crucia.
Favorite Form: He spends a lot of his time in human form, but he prefers his pure wolfen the best.
Personality: Erral is an observer of everything around him. He's of a calm air about him, one who will stand off to the side and listen, but mind his own business while taking in all that's said. But he's quick when told to do something; only to Vischer, though. His loyalty does not lie with the younger Wolfen, and it never will. He's quick to action, and doesn't hesitate. Erral isn't easilly angered in any way, either; although his temper flares within his body, he knows how to control it, and speaks as a heretic with such knowings and facts he has about the land. Because he's lived in the Crucian land his whole, centuries-old life, he does care for it, like he does the pack that Vischer leads and the elite he is a part of of. Erral prefers not to fight, his abilities resting mainly among the tactics of stealth and trickery as he takes his place among the crucians and vampires. But he not quick to let something beat him down, for he is still pure Wolfen, with the strength of one.
Appearance: In his pure Wolfen form, his most preferred form, Erral is a large, long-haired wolf. Through so many years his fur has grown rough and long; but not aged. Like the meer grey waolves up in the mountains, the ones that the wolfen could kill and hunt so easilly, he has shades of gray, black, and even tan-ish colours moving through his fur. Hair grows from his ears and jawline, like whiskers of a cat, and his belly and chest are pure white.
When he is an anthro wolfen, Erral stands erect on half-wolf feet, crouched over in his twisted spine. Hair grows around his whole body except for his chest, but he's always wearing some sort of shirt over it. His ears grow long like when he is a wolfen, his jawline into a half-muzzle, and claws erect from his fingernails. He has a long tail that is the only part that is full of complete hair. And although he is twisted in this form, it's not like his body grows in muscle or anything; he still has his statured body like a human, just strong muscles.
Erral in his human form.. one could look at him and think nothing of the beast within. Although he is centuries old, such features don't grow in his human form; he will always look like such a creature until his immortal life is killed. He has pale brown, almost light hair that is rough and unruly, somewhat curly and long around his ears. His eyes are a pure black, his skin fair; and because he is wolfen, he does have a lot of muscle in his arms, shoulders and thighs, but he's not a buldging, broad character either. Erral is tall, reaching a ehight of 6'1" in his appearance, and usually wears a simple leather guard outfit because he portrays himself as such in Crucia. When he isn't wearing such an outfit, he'll wear a simple tunic, leggings and leather boots.
Other: Erral is one of the oldest among his kind. he was born in the Crucian land, 715 years ago, and has never left it. A long time ago, before Vischer ever became pack leader in earlier years, Erral was one of those curious wolfen in an old world now, new world then, always curious about the unknown and what it held for his fate. The humans were just beginning to build Crucia; he actually helped build the city himself in his human form. He had, and still does, no liking at all for the humans, but he was curious at the way they lived. He learned how to be like them, he learned everything abou them. For centuries, Erral watched them grow, to fall, to poversh and become rich in their golden ages. Small Vampire clans would attack the Crucians, and at first they fell scared to such horrors, but then they learned to stirke back. When they introduced new weapons to the land, and trained undr archery, steel, and wooden catapults with ships and bombs, Erral was there in a moment, learning the ways once more. He has dedicated his whole life to knowing every aspect of the land, of all the things that lived there, so he could continue to observe and compare for the future. The pack before always discouraged him in his ways, but he was still loyal to his creatures. But although he knew how to fight as a wolfen and a human, to have a mind of both, he chose not to have such an outlook of violence on his life. Which has lead him to becoming the oldest member of the Elite, Vischer's very spy within the city he helped build and learn from. This actually helps him in his many studies and ways as well, but now he feels much more accomplished in his life, dedicated to nothign more than the pack leader, the elite, and the pack itself. No more discouragment comes his way.
The Elite (Premade Wolfen): If you wish to play as one, please try and make a profile for that character!
Thanks to Mortal Being for these guys!
Rimscar: Second command, 575-640 years old, Challenges Vischer quite often, but never puts it all into it. He simply tests Vischer's skill to make sure he hasn't grown weak. Also he is quite cunning in his own ways. He is a lot like Vischer, although he generally keeps to himself.
Sulvan: 580-650 yeras old Wise thinker, more of a strategist. Hesitant on acting most of the time, but he does think of some clever things. He speaks in a rasp whisper, due to his neck being slashed
by Vischer. He holds no ill will to the man though, Vischer indeed has his respects after their battle.
Vash: 500-550 years old. Youngest of the group, very energetic, and rash about his actions. He is swifter than he is stronger, and is always ready to jump right onto whatever task it may be before him, although most of the time it is without thinking it all the way through. However his quick
responses to siutations usually gets him out of things.
Erral: 680-725, he is the oldest of the group, and so he is not as strong as his fellow brethren, but his abilites are quite useful. He is used as the scout as he is always able to hide in the darkness, blend in with the crowd, and always keep an eye on what is needed. He's Vischer go to man when something needs to be looked into. This man knows almost everything there is to know about Crucia, and is uncover there as a soldier.
Played by: Pentae
~The other elite~
3 of them are blood brothers, they are 551-600 years old, and are the strongest of the clan, very brash and are pure muscle. If Vischer needs to ravage something, these are the fellows to go to, however the thing they lack is their indisgression. They are purely brawns and no brains. They
can wipe out a legion of soldiers together, however against a well thought strategy they are ineffective, Everyone usually pitches in to make sure they don't get in trouble, and so Vischer is generally the one
to look after most of them, and they heed to his command due to to him out smarting them when they fought him one on one.
The remaining four are seasoned soldiers, they are 600-650 years old, and are well experienced. They are pretty much jack of all trades,and master of none. They are quick, strong, relentless, and can think for themselves, however at any single task they can not match the others who do the job.
Other Wolfen:
Username: Selendina SunMoon
Name: Rynira Kurasa
Appearance Age: Nineteen.
Real Age: 328
Gender: Female
Status: Hunter. But a Spy for the Crucian and Vampires.
Favorite Form: Human-like.
Personality:
Though she is of a race that is known for their violence, Rynira is not one that pronounces it loudly. Being a killer at heart, she is also one of the silent types, preferring to watch someone die without howling or rubbing it in comrades' faces that she had killed so much. She is also one that possesses a high level of determination when she believes that mission is important. There is a caring side of her, brought along by one of her fond memories and is the reason why she is in the position that she is. A wise air to her being is also present, this being proven by the way some people that she had acquainted herself with ask her for advice. Rynira lives a small life in secrecy, not revealing her nature to others outside of her ring of trust. But despite all that, if she hardly knows you, isn't playing a role or doesn't want to speak, she is definitely a silent type in conversations as well.
Appearance:
-----[ Wolfen Form ]
She is a large sturdy creature that could easily substitute the use of a horse. Her fur is silky and always seemed to be well-kept, as if Rynira was a pampered canine. However, that is not the case and is only a matter of her genetics that it is so. There are always blood stains on her white body. Whether it is hers or not, it still makes dark to light red marks all over. Her claws are strong and sharp, as well as her teeth. Though her fur could sometimes be noticeable in an area, her speed and strength in this form could easily make up for that fault.
-----[ Anthro Form ]
This is the complete mix of her wolfen and human form. In this form, she looks like a human. Her face has Crucian features, being smooth skinned with no elongated nose for scent, though she still has that feature. Her body is slender as well like the Crucians. However, what would be hair is long amounts of fur that cascades from her head. A long skinny sheet of fur is apparent underneath her wrists and shorter versions of it at her ankles. Her hands possesses long sharp claws as well as her feet and two fangs stay in her mouth. And her feet also remains morphed in the curvature of her wolfen form's.
-----[ Crucian-like Form ]
When she alters like this at night, one could say that she is beautiful, though you would never hear her say that about herself. Her body is slender, fit through the missions that she is posed through and loses all apparent signs of her ever being a Wolfen. The skin is a light peach color and her waist-length hair is jet-black like the night, save for white bangs that falls at the right side of her face, covering her eye. She has rose lips and the movements that could catch some eyes ( sadly, which could be their last glimpses at times ). When she is in this form, she wears a red dress with a black cloak around her shoulders. Her eyes, like in the other forms, are always with a dark glint to them, but in the light, they are dark brown.
**In all forms, there is a silver collar around her neck.
Other:
When Rynira was younger, only about a hundred years old, she was inhabiting the house of a Crucian, remaining in her Wolfen form. She enjoyed that life and was contented with it. Before, she was not one of violence and took comforts in what her Crucian Companion was reading. Though he was a young boy, he was a prodigy, learning the knowledge of books far advanced for his age. Most of the time, he would talk to her and tell her about his theories and what is wrong, where she developed morals and knowledge. Whenever her Master was sleeping, she would alter into her human-like form and read the rest of the pages with great speed. She loved that content life, even if she was referred to as a 'dog'. However, as the tides of war came back then, he was sent off to war and was forced to leave her with his aging parents, who died waiting for their son who never came back.
A good century later, she joined the ranks of what is now the Wolfen Clan as a Huntress. Though she has gained some of their trust, she has also been reporting back to the Vampires and the Crucians about their whereabouts and such. She has a reason for doing this. The rumors have been going on that a silver collar around her neck forces her to be their Weapon by the use of pain, though it is used in mind communication as well. Another rumor is that this Wolfen wants revenge or just simply wants to aid the Vampires and Crucians themselves.
Another random thing is that if you sing to her, her defenses go down for some reason. Though in a world like this, singing is usually far from what people do.
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Romeo for Tay Vice Captain
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Romeo for Tay Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 12:19 pm
Reserved. You just never know. I plot a lot. You plot a lot. I wonder what other types of characters may join in for the future, hm?
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 12:21 pm
Announcements. September 16th ::: Yes, the new thread of Feasting Among Shadows is currently up to go back for the Role playing! If you read above for the purpose of it, I hope this will be better. I mean, look at all the profiles! Glad I could finally get those organized right. You may continue from wherever you left off, and if confused, check out the new storyline summaries. Just about everything is still the same, so there isn't much change except for the thread. Please have fun! XD
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Romeo for Tay Vice Captain
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Romeo for Tay Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 12:26 pm
Summaries of the Story. September 16th ::: With this new thread comes new things. And now you all are able to catch up on things that have happened in the story after any absences. So here is a generalization of where we've all left off:
In the nights, Liebeis stalk the streets in hope of finding the raiding, hungry Brin. But one night, as the groups guarded the streets alongside the Crucians, they were unexpectedly attacked by creatures they knew nothing about. The Elite of the Wolfen, lead by their Alpha Vischer, raided the streets with their high intelligance and power. Vampires, as they found, could be killed by such creatures. Close to half of Liefon's vampire clan was taken by the claws and jaws, and Vischer left with his victory to go back and celebrate his win in his forests. The Liebeis now suffer with their losses, along with the crucians that fought and were killed. Many want to go after the Wolfen, many wish to be free and go to Brin because they are afraid. The Liebeis clan is in turmoil, and the Wolfen in victory. but what of Brin so far?
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 12:27 pm
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Romeo for Tay Vice Captain
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Romeo for Tay Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 12:57 pm
[Now, I'm not entirely sure what time it is in the role play. A lot of people were saying a lot of things. I'm going to average it and go with around 10 o' clock AM, okay? XD]
Liefon's worries could, at least for awhile, be put at ease. His vampires, the Liebeis, that only threatened to go free, to run, to be rebel or anything else were for the next hours until nightfall stuck inside the castle of the Crucians. It was more than the Crucians' turn to try and fix everything. His vampires had taken too much damage before, and had saved as many humans as they could. But now, he had a new worry. Because the vampires were more than likely to be hungry. he himself was, and it was making him stressed and agitated. As he walked through the corridor now, all humans busying themselves past him and avoiding his stone gaze, he could just smell their scents. He would have to satisfy the vampires for now, and order the king of Crucia to give them a supply of food or there would be mistakes happening like to his dear daughter, Liefon's own mate and queen.
He avoided all light seeping in through draperies. The humans had laid draperies, curtains, and blankets over all windows in the castle just for the sake of the vampires. Small creases seeped forward, and Liefon easily stepped around them, making his way forward to a staircase. The staircase lead him easily around a few feet until he was in a much larger corridor. Dust and candles filtered the whole place, and Liefon easily strode down it. His hands behind his back, his hair waving about him, silent footsteps in a place that shouldve echoed much more. The doros at the end of the line were taller than he was, with a simple metal handle on each side for inside access. No one could just walk in to meet the king. Even Liefon had to knock, but he would never be denied. Of course, he could easily break the doors, but that could be courteous.
A pale hand grabbed the metal ring on the right and hit it gently against the door. He rested his hands behind his back now, and waited as a Crucian scampered over to the doors on the other side to allow access. She opened it, her hair ruffled, her face flushed from busy work. All the servants were running to and fro with the catastrophes about. When she saw Liefon, she immediately ushered him inside and shut the door behind him. She scampered off to some other hall, and Liefon turned only slightly. There, at the back of the throne room he claimed during the night, was the king of Crucians. He himself looked flushed, angry, withered. But Liefon didn't care.
His eyes looked up once he saw the vampire king in the dim room, and he almost sighed with relief. "Liefon, dear lord. I am glad to see you safe and well."
"We're no longer safe, no longer well. King of Crucia, I'm not here for chatter. My clan are hungry to thirst; if you do not do something with all of the carnage about, they will suffer even more. And probably to your clan too." Liefon said in a serious tone, getting straight to the matter. He didn't like the king much. The king seemed to busy half the time with his trinkets than he did with the very matters at hand. Like right now, sitting on his throne. His very daughter could've been killed last night, but he wouldn't even care anymore because she was a vampire.
The king's eyes narrowed. "I've thought about that. Try the stables tonight, would you?" he was more than offended by Liefon's rude behavior. "I'll give the orders for them to give you all something."
Liefon scoffed silently to himself. The king treated them, or rephrased to them, as animals. he nodded in acknowledgment beside his burning, inside anger. "Thank you." And he left the room, only hoping the hours would Be still until they could feed.
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2007 7:00 pm
It had seemed that the meadow of peace and tranquility started to stir rampantly with a bundling surge of energy devoted to pure curiosity. Everyone there surrounding Vischer was wandering exactly who he was going to name, after all this wolfen man had a gleaming smirk, almost as if he knew the news bode misfortune for the others. So who was he going to name his successor?
"Well," His face looked at each and everyone of them, many men of tired faces all seemed of great wisdom, but because they felt they had great wisdom, they could very well be stubborn in their ways. Vischer was about to cast a boulder into their small pond, he could not help but think how it would turn out. "Before I say the name, know that I did put thought into this, but nevertheless be warned, it may be a shock to you," this definitely got everybody's attention. "The person that I wish to train is none other than, Celena."
'Splash!' It appeared his boulder did more than just ripple the surface as the elders started to cast out vehemently on their perspective of it all.
"What! Why her? She's not fit to rule."
"Are you crazy? Why did you choose her?"
"She's a trouble maker!"
Ah such flippant responses, even more to come, swirled around and around until everyone got their fair share of concern before they looked at him once more and waited for him to explain himself. One would think his biding time and trying to smooth them over to his side did not work, but actually they responded a bit better than he thought they would. Had it not been for him winning Lasher over, the man might of joined in on the critisim, however he remained calm and listened intently never saying one word, the others perhaps felt a bit harsh on their words seeing as how Lasher was willing to give his time to listen. So they too listened now, and would no longer badger him until he finished.
Now he knew he had to word himself correctly, trip up on it a little and it would spell true disaster. Terrible fate indeed, although he could fix it later, just too much work for him right now though. "Look, as I said before, we need someone in the next generation to be able to lead the people well. There are many young wolfen out there, and even more who follow well to your orders, however because of this they are just like each other, she is the only one who stands out. She's the one who wants to know what goes on, her curiosity is her strongest point, and the strongest point a ruler can ever have. Think about it, she's the only one who wishes to know the most about this land, if she can build up a love for it, if she can get a grasp about everything that is going on, she'll be the one who will know how to deal with the pack's future."
His eyes made way to Lasher, his words were speaking to him now, for his Vischer curiosity was one of the reasons Lasher chose him. Hopefully he could get at least one person on his side.
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