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 Posted: Tue Aug 20, 2013 11:29 am
↘ xxxx Ian Rhavan Jaeger xxxx ↙ |_________________________________________________| ↣ Second in Command of Malandaia ↤ 
"Sarcasm? Never heard of it."
I have been around for too many years.
I am a Demon and affiliated with Malandaia.
I am on team two as Second in Command.
Females suit my fancy more than males do.
Just call me Ian or Rhavan, no nicknames for me darling.
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¯ ¯ ↘ As a Demon I have horns which allow me to perform a nasty little trick. My horns are hollow, so they look like ears.. But associate me together with those were-creatures and I would gladly prove to you that they are horns. I specialize in illusions, mine are almost real and can be touched, I can also multiply myself using this technique. If I choose to fight closer to the enemy I use my twin daggers, which are joined by a chain.
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¯ ¯ ↘ Ian is a whimsical creature, through and through, and his mood can change as quickly as a mid-morning breeze. For the most part he is a sly creature, taking pleasure in both taunting and tempting those that dare come within his sight. However, when he becomes angry, his wrath is like a raging inferno, sweeping up everything in his path, never resting until everything before him is ash. That's probably because he is a created demon. Nevertheless, he lives in Malandaia, because he hasn't done anything so immoral that he is to be banished to Zeladis yet. Having lived among many different races, he even has a kinder side, he is just a simple creature if one looks past the gleaming eyes and cruel sarcasm.
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¯ ¯ ↘ Ian wasn't born but created, which meant that he didn't have any parents to look up to but only demons to watch. He was however, somewhat of an oddity among the dark creatures. He wasn't interested in killing but was only playing with people. He was like a cat, not murdering his victims but teasing and testing them. Some would call that a more cruel way, but as he grew older he stopped mostly using his knives but only words and spells. Ian liked to play games of chase and was curious about other people from the other nations.
This often got him into trouble, and eventually landed him in Malandaia, where almost every kind of creature was accepted. A treasure trove for a creature of his nature. He spent his next years meeting interesting people from all over and earned much knowledge about the world and many connections. The inhabitants slowly but surely became more familiar with his appearance and didn't fear him as much anymore.
Eventually Ian developed an interest for fighting and using his powers. He was quickly approached by a born Demon, a wise man and he took the boy under his wings. Ian's master was strict, but in an odd way, kind. He taught him many things, both educational and moral. This Demon became more of a father or role-model than any other demon had ever been.
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¯ ¯ ↘ After many years of training, Ian decided to put his skills to the test, although it was mostly out of boredom, and participate in the tournament. It quickly became clear that he was qualified and he even moved up to second in command.
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Posted: Tue Aug 20, 2013 12:57 pm
↘ xxxx Kallista Nel Lavios xxxx ↙ |_________________________________________________| ↣ Champion of Ithus ↤ 
"I guess I was born to battle."
I have been around for a couple centuries.
I am a Valkyrie and proudly affiliated with Ithus.
I am on team one as a player.
Males suit my fancy more than females do.
I have a few nicknames. (optional)
Ellie - Nel - Liz
But I would rather you call me Eliora.
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¯ ¯ ↘ As a Valkyrie, I have the ability to bend the wind to my will. I can add force to my weapons using this element and I've even managed to create sparks around my daggers when stabbing my enemy. I can jump great distances, fall great distances and blow my enemies away when needed. Around gold I usually keep my cool, since I've had years and years of training, but sometimes that beautiful stuff just gets me.
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¯ ¯ ↘ Eliora is a headstrong female. Once she makes up her mind on something, it is like trying to move a mountain to change her mind. Though unlike most whom are considerably stubborn like her, she knows when she has been wrong and takes action to correct her mistakes. Eliora is often prone change her mood as quick as lighting. When she at first could appear serene, she could suddenly turn on the person like an angry whirlwind. That's why she often starts playing with her lightning. She does this to soften her temper, or the tension around her. She is pretty independent and doesn't mind going around on her own. But despite being rather self-sufficient, she does enjoy company, and is quite sociable around the right individuals.
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¯ ¯ ↘ Eliora became a Valkyrie through her death, she had been killed while battling with some vampire assassins. Since the cause of her death was a vampire, she hates that race even more than her sisters. This brush with death has left her with a very real sense of the importance and the value of life, resulting in an element of caring for others who are weak.
This however didn't stop her from following the path of a warrior. Everything seemed to point her toward fighting for the good of the nation. Her human parents always tried to stop her and coax her to get into the safe family business, her family were merchants. Her younger brother had died an early dead because of an illness, so the family only had one successor left. Since this was the case, the dangerous job of a warrior had to be avoided, but the stubborn Eliora didn't stray from her path for even a moment. She'd become a different person now that she belonged to the Valkyrie, and tried to bury herself in this new role, also to forget about her beloved brother.
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¯ ¯ ↘ Eliora attended the academy already before she died, and continued learning there, also to get her new powers under control.
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Posted: Tue Aug 20, 2013 2:19 pm
↘ xxxx Akron Nash Travaughan xxxx ↙ |_________________________________________________| ↣ Champion of Malandaia ↤ 
"Just wander and experience."
I have been around for twenty two years.
I am an Elf and affiliated with Malandaia.
I am on team two as a player.
Females suit my fancy more than males.
I have a nickname, Trav.
But I would rather have you think one up of your own.
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¯ ¯ ↘ I can move without a sound, can make almost any animal call and am able to track almost anything I want. This helps me locate my target, my skills with bow and arrow come in handy at that point. My skills at healing are phenomenal but the rest of the spells still need to be perfected. For close combat I use my hands, I know almost every pressure point on average bodies, to for example unable someone to use some of their muscles.
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¯ ¯ ↘ Akron is very charming and entertaining. Even though he looks serene and quiet, he is quite outgoing when he wishes to be. But don't let his handsome face and low voice fool you. He is actually a two faced person. Under the kind mask he mostly uses lies another person. A calculating and serious person, who only follows other where nothing else matters. With Akron, it is extremely hard to see what kind of motive drives him now.
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¯ ¯ ↘ The Travaughan family is the biggest family of elves in the nation of Malandaia. Akron had two elder brothers, two younger brothers and one twin sister. Every son got prepared for a different profession, so that their influence would stay. And for some time, everything was fine. Akron served his father happily in his household until he became bored with the whole family business. He chose a free life and became a traveler for some time. He chose to travel mostly through the mountains where he met many nymphs. They took him in and taught him almost everything he needed to know about nature. He had some relationships with the beautiful women, but they never lasted. Akron was a man of curiousity and so he moved on again.
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¯ ¯ ↘ As a traveler, he once came upon the tournament and decided to participate on a mere whim. After a while though he started to realize that he could mean something for his nation, family and do something he found worth doing, at least it wasn't boring.
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Posted: Tue Aug 20, 2013 4:14 pm
IanxRhavanxJaeger
''xSarcasm seems to be, in general, the language of the devil.x'' 》▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬《
 Nation: Malandaia
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