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--Rules--

1. No godmodding

2. No cybering

3. PM me profiles

4. Put a burning_eyes in your profile

5. PM profiles with title ‘Twisting in the Sands’

6. Try to be semi-lit, you don’t have to write a lot, just use correct grammer.

7. There will be a limited amount of 'Sand Devil' characters. Which I will decide on myself based on activity in the game and RPing skill. We'll start with one, me.

Social groups:

Villagers: The villagers are simple humans, they gather together in small towns that they have built near oases and other sources of water, they are simple and have a wide range of skills, some even find a way to farm in these desolate lands.

Nomads: The Nomads have been here for countless years, they were the first humans to enter the desert and they know it intimately, they feel a kinship to the sun, the sand, and the winds of the desert, and they thrive in this harsh and barren wasteland. There are three nomad tribes, all of them have their own unique ways of life and traditions, but all of them revere the desert and its creatures.

The Nomad tribe of the Sand: The tribe of the Sand is the largest and the most widespread tribe, they are excellent hunters and are probably the most powerful warriors, though wars are rare in this harsh desert. The tribe of the Sand has studied the creatures of the desert for a long time, their knowledge handed down from generation to generation. They are often at odds with the tribe of the Sun.

The Nomad tribe of the Sun: The tribe of the sun is the middle tribe, it is medium sized and are the most peaceful tribe of nomads, they are a very close-knight group, and though they are peaceful they are rather reclusive and very secretive. They have studied they plants of the desert for many years, passing their knowledge down, they know which plants can heal and which ones can kill, they know which ones you can eat, and the ones you shouldn’t eat. They are often at odds with the tribe of the Sand.

The Nomad tribe of the Storm: The tribe of the storm is the smallest and most open tribe, they are also the oldest, and wisest tribe, they know about both the plants and the animals of the desert and they are often the peacekeepers between the other tribe’s rivalries, they have been able to prevent all out war and they continue their work gladly.

Nomad Shaman: The Shaman of the nomad tribes are very powerful, each tribe has one shaman who controls the element of their tribe’s name. They control true power and their fate is intertwined with the desert. Every 30 years or so a shaman will choose one tribe member to train as the next shaman of the tribe. ((I will be the one to decide if you are a shaman or not, so you can ask if you want but it’s my final decision.))

Wanderers: The wanderers are the few figures who are able to survive alone in the desert, they are usually frowned upon by both the nomads and the villagers but they are accepted because they trade valuables and skills for supplies.

//Accepted Profiles//

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Gaianame: Zylo the Wolfbane
Name: Dervish (Real name unknown)
Age: ???
Gender: Male
Social status: Sand Devil
Personality: Generally kind, but quite mischievous, he’s sly and clever and loves to play tricks and pranks, although he also likes to help people. One of the more open Sand Devils, he has shown up in villages and right in the middle of a nomad camp. He wanders aimlessly across the desert, playing pranks on those in good situations, and aiding those in bad situations.
Bio: Although little is truly known about him his first recorded appearance was to the Storm Tribe Nomads. A heavy dervish of sand buffeted their camp from the west then vanished suddenly, leaving the Sand Devil at the west side of the camp, he walked easily to the east side of the camp, smiling and winking at many he passed, once he left through the east side of the camp he vanished and the dervish of wind continued, passing the camp and moving away towards the east. He was then coined Dervish and his description was passed around to the other nomad tribes and the villagers.
Abilities: He prefers to use wind and sand to accomplish all that he does, although he will use the sun’s rays to make illusions and mirages when he wants to. The extent of his powers, like that of all Sand Devils, is unknown.
Appearance:

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Gaianame:SkieChan
Name: Skie
Age:16
Gender:Female.
Social status: Wanderer
Personality:Quite, she keeps to herself. She doesn't talk to people much and doesn't allow anyone to follow her home.
Bio:The nearest villages know she stays somewhere between them but they don't know where or how the girl survives on her own. However she always seems to have something to trade for what she needs and tends to the ill with a practiced hand.
Abilities: knowledgeable in medications made from the things around them. Controls water and ice to a limited degree, making her lethal to alot of creatures that live in the dessert environment. (She carries a small vial of water on her at all times, she cannot control what isn't there of course.)
Appearance:


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Gaianame:Jessi-lee113
Name: Lena Storm
Age:17
Gender:Female
Social status: Wanderer
Personality:Headstrong, outgoing, playful when comfortable, defensive, maternal at times.
Bio: Lena's mother was a regular member of the Village of the Sand, that is until Lena was born. No one knew who her father was, not even her family, only her mother. Lena's mother never breathed a word about her father, not even to Lena. Lena was a tom-boy, strong and fast for a girl with natural survival skills that out shined other village children. Other children were jealous of her, jealousy turned into anger which then turned into hatred. That hatred then spread to the children's parents and before they knew it other adults began to shun Lena too. And then the rumors started and Lena and her mother had to leave and become wanderers. People began to say that Lena's father was a sand devil. At first it was just a little thing, but then the adults began to take violent action against Lena and her mother. Lena was only eight years old when they had to flee the village, but she can still remember the flames eating away at their home as they left with everything they could carry. Lena's mother passed away a few years ago, Lena how ever has grown into a capable and strong young woman wandering on her own. She's become an expert swordsman and her exceptional survival skills are almost super natural now.
Abilities: Quick and clean swordsman skills, slightly heightened senses, peek physical condition, very slight wind magic skills that she still doesn't know she has
Appearance:

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Gaianame: Zylo the Wolfbane
Name: Avin Tolshra
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Social status: Villager/Wanderer(Retired)
Personality: An odd sort of person, he's a bit rough around the edges but is friendly enough when he has a mind to be.
Bio: He was orphaned at a young age, his parents killed out in the desert while scavenging for his village. When he was 13 he left and wandered for quite a while until he returned to the village when he was 19 and decided to stay there, opening a small shop.
Abilities: He is an excellent fighter with his fists and feet, he also has the ability to manipulate sound, from simple echoing a voice, to causing immense sonic booms of destructive energy. However this power saps his sanity, and if he uses it too much he goes mad for a time.
Appearance:


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Gaianame: Anniria
Name: Kumori Kurosama
Age: 18
Gender: female
Social status: Wanderer
Personality: somewhat clumsy, tries to be ninja like, calm, collected, stealthy, but doesn't do so well usually
Bio: I know exactly where I am, I've been here the whole time, no I'm not lost. Okay, I have no idea where I am, decided I didn't need to live at the monastary any more and left, but now I'm completely lost. Heh, good thing I came prepared for this, sort of, okay not really.
Abilities: hand to hand combat, sword fighting, throwing shuriken, using ninja things {I.E. smoke bombs, shuriken, etc}
Appearance:

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Gaianame: Zylo the Wolfbane
Name: Vera Shak'Tho
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Social status: Wanderer
Personality: A tough and pragmatic woman, she worries about survival first, followed by enjoyment. She may not always be the friendliest person, but she's calm enough to do business and get along. She loves fighting and hunting.
Bio: She used to live in a village, but hated village-life, and she left when she was only 9 years old with a strange figure that she later assumed was a Sand Devil. He taught her how to survive and hunt in the desert, how to respect the shifting sands and live off it. He left her when she was 17 and she has always wondered what became of him.
Abilities: A tough fighter with her sword and an excellent hunter with a bow. She can survive in the desert and knows much about it's plants and animals. Her eyes are also supernaturally sharp, able to see right through mirages and pick out figures in the desert miles away.
Appearance:


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((Bump))

Dervish was grinning, as he always was of course. If he wasn't then you knew something was wrong, well, if you knew him well enough that is. The wind whipped about him, sand rising up in a dust devil about his form. Hands in his pockets and head held high, he strode across the dunes of the desert with the confident ease that a Sand Devil had the right to. His rust red coat billowed in the twisting winds he created, his white hair fluttering slightly, dark red horns jutting up from his brow, the only true tip that he wasn't exactly human.

The wind was in fact headed Skie's way. Dervish grinned broadly, seeing through the wind and sand perfectly, while others would be blinded by it. He saw the girl in the distance and decided he hadn't had a friendly chat with anyone in a long while. As he approached the winds slowly died down, and finally, about 20 yards away from Skie they died completely, leaving Dervish striding towards her with his light grin and mischievous eyes.

Of course Dervish was a Sand Demon, that also meant that no matter how sharp her ears, she couldn't hear the treads of his feet as the sand itself shifted to make his passing silent, and traceless. He stopped about three feet away from Skie and leaned over her, shadow falling across her work, grin still stretched across his face as he examined what she was doing.