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Name: Plague
Race: Microorganism Colony
Age: Approximately 1000 years
Personality: Silly, intelligent, and psychotic. Plague shows very little respect for living things. He views everything as food, and is not above torturing for fun. He goes ballistic if injured or insulted. He listens only to Dr. Steiner.
Appearance: Plague has the ability to change his shape whenever he pleases as long as his body mass allows it. Usually, he takes the form of a thin young man with pointy features and dark hair. Plague can usually be recognized by his sharp teeth which he seems to keep regardless of his form. This tends to give him away if he doesn’t change it beforehand.
Weapons: None
Special Powers (Body): The cells that make up Plagues body work much like a virus. A plague infection works in three steps. During the first, they will enter the bloodstream and replicate. They disguise themselves by fooling the prey’s immune system and replicating the body’s natural cells. In the second step, when there are enough plague cells, they gather, usually in the chest cavity, and produce a sort of sack. Within the sack, a semi sentient brain like mass forms. It is not unlike the part of the brain which allows telepaths to communicate. This step two sack can stay dormant infinitely. A step two sack will not enter step three unless it receives a message from a mother colony. Upon entering step three, the sack erupts sending hungry plague cells into the bloodstream. These cells will eat their host from the inside out and replicate enough to form an entire new mother colony. Once a step two sack has entered step three, there is no way to stop the infection. A step two sack can be removed, but its surface must not be punctured or else step three will begin automatically. Plague cells give off a certain smell which dogs find putrid.
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Bio: Plague is the result of an experiment gone awry in the underground laboratory of Dr. Francis Steiner. Even though the original experiment was a failure, Steiner openly admitted that the results were far above what he had originally expected. After a long period of refinement, evolution, and field testing, Plague was its own sentient life form, and a perfect weapon. However, for unknown reasons, Dr. Steiner locked away his creation using the sealing magic of his assistant. It was apparently the only method that would truly keep Plague from spreading across the planet. Eventually though, the seal faded, and Plague was set free from his thousand years of imprisonment.




Name: None (Winter colony)
Race: Mutated Plague Cell colony
Age: Less than a year
Special Powers (Body): This colony is the source of Winters absorption and shape shifting powers.
Bio: This Plague colony used to be a symbiotic organism inside Winters body. However, it lost its consciousness when it fully fused with Winter. It’s a mutated form of Plague that lacks the contagious qualities of normal Plague cells.

Name: Plague No. 2 / John
Race: Plague Cell Colony
Age: less than a year
Personality: Number 2, unlike his brothers, is not as hostile. Though filled with the urge to feed and destroy, Number 2’s instincts are not as overpowering.
Appearance: Number 2’s appearance differs very slightly from the other plagues. His features are not as harsh.
Weapons: None
Special Powers (Body): Number 2 has all the powers of the other Plagues.
Bio: Number 2 is the second oldest Plague colony. Born at the Chrysalis research academy, he had all the memories and desires of his predecessors. And yet, his emotions were different. Number 2 was mellow, often unsure what to make of himself. He is often the Plague chosen to watch over Winter, and enjoys his duties. Number 2 is still discovering who he is.

Name: Miyamoto
Race: Homunculus
Age: 6 months (Soul is 32)
Personality: For Miyamoto, his sword and honor are his life. He will not hesitate to tell someone if he feels they are wrong. If he is not telling somebody they are wrong, then he is probably silent. Miyamoto does not care for conversation and had no sense of humor. He is abrasive and stubborn.
Appearance: Miyamoto stands at 6 feet exactly. His hair is orange just like his eyes, and he keeps it pulled back in a ponytail. He never wears a shirt, and his feet remain bare. His body has the appearance of a man in his late 20’s and is covered in scars.
Weapons: Katana and Spear
Special Powers (Body): Faster regeneration and high reaction time
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Bio: Miyamoto was a warrior who strived for mastery in his fighting style, and for fame. His lust for fighting led to his violent and untimely death at the hand of a warrior far greater in skill than Miyamoto. As he lay dying, an alchemist dragged his body away and ripped out Miyamoto’s soul, placing it in an empty artificial one of the alchemists’ creation. Confused, Miyamoto killed the alchemist and ran off into the nearby forest. The artificial body was taller than Miyamoto, and its muscles were malnourished. Feeling cheated of an honorable death, Miyamoto decided to train his new body, and track down the man who killed him. Then he would finish the fight, accepting that he would be defeated again.

Name: Mizuho
Race: Fox
Age: 176
Personality: Mizuho has devoted herself completely to her family and to her husbands clan. She is quiet and reserved, yet also warm and welcoming to guests. She is a proud mother and a wise individual. Unlike her husband however, Miyamoto is very strait when dealing with her family’s enemies. She spends no time with tricks, and prefers to dispatch threats immediately and efficiently.
Appearance: Mizuho spends most of her time without the illusion of a human form, reserving it for guests. When she does however, she wears ornate traditional clothes that reflect her status in her husband’s clan. Her human form is also more mature than that of her husband, being somewhere in her early thirties. Pitch black hair, skin like porcelain, and a piercing gaze make quite the impression on visitors. As a fox, she has a white stripe running down the middle of her head, and reddish orange eyes.
Weapons: None
Special Powers: Illusion, transformation and fox fire.
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Bio: Mizuho was the daughter of a rival noble family in mountains of Kami Forest whose marriage to Irou was meant to ease tension between the two groups. Despite their arranged marriage, Mizuho and Irou could not be happier, having had twenty six children and being married for over one hundred and fifty years. In this time, Mizuho has strengthened her clan considerably which granted her high respect among other high ranking family members.

Bartholomew Ravenwood & Hase

Name: Bartholomew Ravenwood
Race: Human Warlock
Age: 133
Personality: Bartholomew is very self-centered and vain. However, he is a brilliant sorcerer and charismatic gentleman, when he’s not making a complete a** of himself.
Appearance: He wears bright whimsical clothing that reflects his personality. Bartholomew takes much care in his appearance, being quite trim and proper at all times.
Weapons: Rapier
Special Powers (Body): A slew of elemental magic gathered from various teachings, but most of his true skill lies in his illusions and non-incantation enchantments.
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Bio: Bartholomew lead a perfectly normal childhood. His father taught at a school for the magically gifted, and his loving mother stayed home with her darling children. He was always gifted at enchantments, making his first golem out of play putty and crayons. A strait a student, Bartholomew graduated from his classes at the top of his class. He continued in his father’s footsteps, becoming a teacher, and then eventually, the headmaster of the school he and his father taught. His life was perfectly happy and privileged. And yet, as the days went by, Bartholomew began to realize that his talent was going to waste. Here he was, a wealthy man still young and intelligent, and all he was doing was teaching children? So, he left his family and career behind him, packing up his things, and moving away. He began to do his own research, determined to master all schools of magic. He was able to extend his life, and dramatically change the life of a small bunny rabbit. Not only that, but he also found he had a hidden talent for illusions, something he had not known before. Now a very powerful warlock, Bartholomew realized he could pretty much take whatever he wanted from anybody. Now he sits in his tower, planning to further his growing collection of rare tomes, priceless treasure and relics of times past, with nobody to stop him.

Hase: Hase is Bartholomew’s henchman. Once an ordinary rabbit, he was enchanted by Bartholomew to serve him however he pleased. Now highly intelligent and blindingly fast, Hase loves his master, and has never complained. Hase is better off now than he was before, and he enjoys every minute of it.
Hase’s Abilities: Incredible and almost unmatched speed and agility. Despite this, Hase is not inherently strong, nor much of a threat in combat. What should be taken into account however, is the myriad of enchanted items and weapons Bartholomew gives his trusted servant. He’s a bit of a trickster, often pulling pranks on his master.
(After the Golem Arch)
Hase, realizing the destruction Ravenwood was about to unleash upon the world, betrayed his master. The tides now turned, an elf named Tamara transferred his masters bond with the dragon KoTari to herself, defeating the magician. Hase, now without anywhere to go and no master to return to, left Ravenwoods castle behind.

Name: Jack Thryper
Race: Human
Age: 27
Personality: (Insane) Jack has two sides to his personality. Normally, Jack is a friendly, sophisticated man of medicine who uses his gifts to aid the sick. However, lurking just underneath the surface is the psyche of a ruthless murderer, thirsty for pain and blood to satisfy his corrupted sense of justice.
Appearance: Jack looks surprisingly young for his age, often being mistaken for a young man just about to enter his twenties. His hair is dark brown and his eyes are emerald green. His clothes are never tattered, and he stands about five foot ten.
Weapons: Daggers, scalpels and various knives hidden all over his body.
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Bio: Jackson was the illegitimate son of a lady of the night and one of her many customers. As a child he was brutalized by his mother, and had to endure the lifestyle he had been born into. Despite knowing nothing else since he had been born, Jack despised the endless abuse. Angry thoughts tore his mind apart, and at the young age of ten, he butchered his mother and the man she was servicing, leaving their parts scattered about the small bedroom where his mother engaged in her business. With his knife still dripping with blood, Jack walked out of the building feeling a wave of relief as his newfound freedom sank in. In a few years, he began working for the doctor of a small town. It was from that man he learned medicine and the preservation of human health. And yet, despite this seemingly happy ending, Jack has never been able to stay in one city for long.

Name: Thriftus Hatta
Race: Human
Age: 27
Personality: (Insane) Thriftus is generally kind and patient, but unfortunately not completely competent. He has trouble remembering anything, and often winds up losing his way. Hallucinations plague his conscious mind and cloud reality for him, making it impossible for him to function as a normal person. It is truly unfortunate considering what a sweet young individual he is.
Appearance: Tall, lean, and oddly well-kept considering his disabilities. His clothes are old fashioned and worn from travel, his coat and hat stained with dust. As for his physical features, his hair is golden soft, and his eyes shine greenish yellow. On hit had sits a tall top hat and a broken pocket watch swings loosely from his waist. In his left coat pocket, half a deck of old playing cards sits with only the spades and clubs left.
Weapons: Cane Sword
Special Powers: None
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Bio: Thriftus has no past. He awoke one day with no knowledge of any previous identity in a town where nobody recognized him, and the only things he had, save for the clothes on his back, were half a deck of cards and an urgent sense that something was missing. So, without any idea where he was, or where he was going, Thriftus set out to find the source of this mysterious feeling.

Name: Ragnar Thurston
Race: Human
Age: 21
Personality: Ragnar is quiet and shy, rarely starting conversations with strangers on his own. He tries to sound sophisticated and articulate, but he's really a complete idiot. He does not stay in one place for long, preferring to avoid attachments or responsibility. Ragnar is the kind of person to stand up and leave whatever he is doing.
Appearance: Ragnar is quite tall, standing around six foot three, but is very thin. He dyes his hair a purplish red color, and his eyes are sparkling blue. His odd clothing fits him well, and shows little sign of wear, despite his roaming nature.
Weapons: None
Special Powers: Hypnotization through close, direct eye contact.
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Bio: Ragnar’s life has been boring. Nothing ever happened in the small town where he grew up. His parents were kind, and taught him everything he needed to succeed on his own. When he left the shelter of their home, Rangar decided to travel, thirsting for something to add excitement to his dreary existence.