Character ProfilesGaian Username: Blade and Chalice
Name: Garren D'Amarante
Age: 19
Curse: He shares a mortal shell with his sister. What this means is, upon every hour, the pair switch places by morphing into one another- clothes and all. When one is dormant, they dwell within the other's mind like a subconscious voice. In this aspect, they are never truly separated. At times, the dormant sibling can "posess" the other which can be noted by the eyes and vocal inflexion. And in times of dire need, if the sibling has enough willpower, they can forcefully overcome the body even when it is not their turn.
Weapon(s): The Nobleman's Tryst, as he calls it, is the longsword that is often the very extention of his right hand. A beautiful blade crafted on a faraway island, it was a gift from his father. Strung through and around the hilt are charms and beads the swordsmith used to bless the weapon for battle.
Appearance: Of a decently tall height, and a well-built muscular frame. His skin is tanned from hours of training in the sun, and he bears a few cuts from swords. He is always adorned in the garb of swordsman- from swashbuckling boots and pants to a worn tunic and vest. A headband of red linen is always on his brow to keep his green mop of hair at bay. His eyes are a deep blue, and as dense as a dark ocean.
History: Garren was born and raised well to a 'privateer' of the sea and former housemaid to Rosewood Manor. While climbing in ranks to success, he fell for the maid and bought her master's house as her own to raise their family in. Their son was trained to follow in his father's footsteps in the arts of battle, knowledge, and charm. Though he did not mingle amongst the townsfolk much, he had two close friendships with a zany boy named Regner and a sly girl named Kyna. Garren enjoyed playing in their company as much as he loved teasing his younger sister. He gave her no rest, then would train with his comrades in merry days. Until one day when he was fourteen, competitors against his father's piracy came and pillaged the household. His mother was instantly killed, and Garren and his sister were beaten close to death. Noticing his children's life forces depleting, their father used magics he had secretly learned to bond their energies together- so that they might both help each other live. He did not know what he really had done, and was murdered before he could even see his children reawaken. When Garren awoke, his sister was nowhere to be found- until he discovered that she was inside him. Thus their curse was born, and when his friends found out- his love Kyna ran off with Regner, unaccepting of his fate. Over the past five years, he has somewhat lost himself- and regrets everyday of the cruelty he showed his sister. He has become kinder in a guilty way, and promises great things for when their curse is lifted.
Strengths: He is skilled with any sword, although he has his favorite. Hand-to-hand combat as well, everything a young boy would be taught to learn to master a good sense of fighting. He can be a strong leader, and determined.
Weaknesses: Garren has become moody around women ever since his childhood beloved's betrayal. He let the old charismatic part of him before the curse die, and holds in his pain from even Isarelle. He's actually terrified about many things about their curse, and can be overprotective of his sister because of that.
Quirks: He has grown to become terse even through the most excellent of jokes. But in the case of a simple prank, like a puppy falling over, he will laugh hysterically. Overhysterically, to the point of where it just becomes embarassing to watch.
***Gaian Username: Blade and Chalice
Name: Isarelle D'Amarante
Age: 16
Curse: Using her improving magical skills, she can cast a spell to increase either her or her brother's time "out"- even though it is at the cost of her own energy. She can also cast a holographic image at her side of Garren, it acting as he would inside her mind. It is the closest thing they have to be being seperate, while still together.
Weapon(s): Only the spells she has been learning, which lie in magic books
Appearance: Short and lithe, she is quite a lovely lady. Wavy topaz hair cascades down her back, and her amber eyes are as big and pure as cups shimmering with innocence. Pale skin wraps her delicately, and she dresses in fine dresses whenever she can help it. Something that the siblings share even through their transformations is a silver pocketwatch at their side, to let them know of their times to switch. It belonged to their father.
History: While Garren was raised for brawn, Isarelle was raised to be a perfect hostess and maiden. She can cook and clean with great ease; she stitchs, dances, and has a charming personality that is hard to match. She hated to be teased by her brother, but hates it even more when he beats himself up in the present. Being sensitive, she will often cry for the both of them. She was only eleven when their curse was placed, but upon learning of her father's secret magical talents- she was determined to cultivate her own. Diligent practice makes her an able mage, though she still needs her books for reference.
Strengths: Skilled in enough magic to handle a tricky situation, but can also perform feats more powerful if the proper tools were involved. She is hard to hate because of her sweet nature, and can often charm her way into getting something she wants.
Weaknesses: She is not a very good physical fighter, so Garren has to take over when the need arises. She had no close peers when growing up, so when men start to take a deeper affection for her...she gets rather shy.
Quirks: She hates to wear pants, because they make her feel ugly. And when she feels ugly, she becomes really depressed. She can also get rather carried away and eccentric when overexcited.
***Gaian Username: Monk65
Name: Shallai Verrin-Eyikai
Age: 18
Curse: When she sleeps she astro-projects into the closest awake male. Whether he's human or not. By shoving herself into them they are forced out into her body. The only way she can get back is by falling asleep in the male's body... Which is not always quite so easy.
Weapon(s): A plain black leather whip, her body, and her words.
Appearance: Shallai is of average height, her body is curvy and muscular. She wears her naturally bright red hair in two low braids that reach her chest. Her skin is lightly tanned and heavily freckled. Her face is heart-shaped with high cheekbones. Her eyes are a mix of blue, gray, and green which change depending on her mood. She usually wears long dresses that are a little tight on top and loose at the bottom for easy manuevering.
History: Shallai was raised by her father, Kylin Verrin, after her mother, Sharise Eyikai, died a few days after her birth. Kylin was the owner of a bookstore, but the during the night he was a theif (a VERY good one, I might add). He taught Shallai a few basic theiving skills after she caught him trying to sneak back in when she was ten. On the eve of her thirteenth birthday she realized she was cursed when she astro-projected into her father as soon as she fell asleep.
Strengths: Her speaking skills, lock picking, and her own sexuality and confidence.
Weaknesses: Her occasional ADD (usually caused by shiney/glittery objects), her inability to trust people, and the fact that sometimes she's just a little TOO confident.
Quirks: She's a real goofball when you get to know her, and even though her jokes aren't always good she can always make up for them later.
***Gaian Username: Nell_Dreamweaver
Name: Tala Tyr'ka
Age: 18
Curse: Singing is the only way Tala can comunicate, which is terribly frustrating in itself, but it also prevents her from lying or breaking a promise. If she even attempts to lie she can not breath until she promises to tell the absolute truth. Also, her songs give her certain powers but the song-spells come at random and are hard to controll. Sometimes they allow her to controll others or manipulate events, though such spells drain her of strength.
Weapon(s): Thin black-wooden staff with inlaid iron designs with an attatchable blade for each end. She also carries her sisters twin hooked short swords.
Appearance: She is just under average hieght and is very slim, though her slimness conceals hardened muscles and hidden reserves of strength. Her face is smooth and slightly angular giving her an exotic look with her fair and pale complexion. Her gold flecked hazel eyes are lined with black that then trails like two tigers stripes under each eye to her chin. Her hair is streight silverygray and white and hangs down to her midback. She wears a black corsett over a grey longsleeved blouse, though she binds her forearms with black cloth, and a long shredded black skirt over her deep grey slightly baggy pants that are long enough to cover her knee-high thin leather boots.
History: Her twin sister was killed by her own curse and with her dying breath made Tala promise to find a way to destroy the curses. Now Tala can not rest untill every curse is lifted. She gained her tattoos on her travels and the ones beneath her eyes symbolize the tears she has shed and the strength she needs to keep going.
Strengths: Very flexible and agile and precise with her attacks and extremely trustworthy
Weaknesses: She can not lie and can not stand deception as a result. Her spell-songs can be a strength or a weakness depending on how they turn out.
Quirks: Her songs allow her to instruct certain intelligent animals to follow her instructions and she is often accompanied by some animal or another. She is also loves to swim and feel weightless, it is her greatest dream to fly.
***Gaian Username: Khnui
Name: Khnui Hksan
Age: Unknown
Curse: Becomes berserk when somone close to him is in danger. He has learned to control it, but it takes a great deal of strength and mental control.
Weapon(s): Katana, numerous daggers, a metallic tail.
Appearance:
History: A wanderer of a race that has now been scattered by a savage war. He was given the curse by an interrogater with a sick sense of humour. He killed two legionnes when his village was attacked and burned down. He was able to escape, but is now haunted by his curse.
Strengths: Runemaster, blademaster, and oddly enough. A blacksmith.
Weaknesses: His heart has gone numb from the war, and he rarely sleeps due to the fact that his dreams are filled with nightmares.
Quirks: Although his heart is numb, he is quite humorous. Sometimes pulling pranks on people.
***Gaian Username: Arcanium
Name: Fen Drasus
Age: 17
Curse: His curse grants him greater magical powers, but he cannot control them. Minor spells that were in his power before the curse can be controlled, but everything he has learned after that goes awry.
Weapon(s): A staff of bleached oak decorated with indented runes filled with black ink. A small tome containing various spells, A small ornate bone dagger, for purposes of some of the spells.
Appearance: His body is slight, standing about 6 feet tall he looks frail. But he isn’t, he is athletic. Yet at the same time he isn’t strong. His eyes have been changed by the curse. Making them black with white pupils. Because of this, he has taken to wearing a dark blue cowl that conceals the upper part of his head. His hair when seen is the same, half white, half black; with no order to the coloring. Under the cowl he wears a black robe. Under that, it’s just a simple gray tunic and breeches. With supple leather boots, and a belt holding the dagger and tome. The only thing of value to most people, that he carries is a ring. Which was taken from the body of his slain master.
History: Fen was the apprentice to a powerful magician since he was about 5 years old. The mage’s name was Thorodrin Samtek, he wasn’t well known. But he was of great help to the village he called home. Thus when Fen’s family was killed in a fire, he took him as his own. Many years were spent teaching Fen discipline, and about magic. But he was never taught magic, or even shown any. Until Thorodrin deemed him ready. At the age of 13 he learned his first spell, it was a simple one, but Fen felt that he had really made progress. About a year later Thorodrin was killed by another mage, in a battle over something of no importance. Fen took his master’s ring to remember him by, the rest he has not told anyone. But the villagers of the town will tell you that the mage must have cursed him. Because when he came back without his master, his appearance was what it is now. Since then he has been wandering, looking for some way to break the curse and let him live a normal life.
Strengths: He stays calm and collected through most situations. He also his the discipline to do the things that need to be done without complaint, even when they are very boring, or grueling.
Weaknesses: He doesn’t trust anyone, because if someone could kill his kind master. Then nobody can be trusted. Also when it comes to fighting, he can’t do much to help. Unless as a last resort he calls upon his magic.
Quirks: He snaps at people when asked about himself, but catches himself and then broods about it. After a while, he will tell you on his own. But not when asked about himself, or his curse.
***Gaian Username: Je suis a toi
Name: Adencia Vi-suxzen
Age: 17
Curse: She is an Elf with a strong animosity that can do harm physically, mentally, and almost always spiritually. She is a shifter of some sorts. When she is angry or occasionally when called upon she can change into an animal form. This may seem like an advantage but rarely can she control the animal instincts, whether it is to run and hide or to kill one of her own. Over the years she has worked on controlling her curse and what form she changes into but she can only keep her own state of mind when she is of the serpent or feline species.
Weapon(s): She is an archer above all but is also skilled with the blade, whether it is long or short. Her fists and feet may look delicate but they can pack quite a punch. When she is emotional she can call the elements (Fire, earth, water, and air) and use them as she pleases. Her tongue is sharp and her words are convincing but you never know what she really is convincing you to do.
Appearance: Her Elvin ears are always visible through her waist-long hair and never is she seen with out her bow and quiver. She is only about five feet tall but she is very agile, strong, thin, and quite acrobatic. It is believed by many that she can fly. Her eyes change with her mood and can be purple, maroon, or orange. Living in the forest for her entire life gave her pale skin and a sharp wit.
History: Adencia never knew her parents. She was left with a family friend when she was born and her parents were never seen again. She was raised by the most brilliant minds and the strongest warriors in the entire forest. They were going to train her as a sorceress but when her curse began to show through she was left alone to learn the art herself. She found that only when her emotions were running wild could she control the elements but never found how to use the power at any time. She became an outcast to her society because of her curse and one day left for good.
Strengths: Adencia can be a rather sly serpent and even when she is not in animal form she can steal the ring off your finger without you even knowing it. She would never steal for her own sake and is a Robin Hood of sorts. She is powerful when wielding a sword and even more so when she has her bow. Her words can do wonders and she is a beautiful fighter, making the art seem almost like a dance. She may seem like a rock on the outside but her sense of love and compassion is what rules her.
Weaknesses: The only think she has to fear is fear itself. She cannot stand being helpless and if she is she will give up without a fight. Her heart is very fragile and if you break it, it can affect her mentally, physically, and spiritually.
Quirks: her sarcasm and sense of humor are very strong. Adencia is extremely weird and sometimes says things that make no sense either just because she can or to make someone laugh.
***Gaian Username: Trimley
Name: Cerdik
Age: 19
Curse: Cerdik has been cursed physically. His growth is stunted, and his body is abnormally frail and skinny. He tires quickly, and can have trouble breathing for seemingly no reason at random times. He is often trembling, sometimes because he is cold and others because he is simply unsteady. The only positive side to all this is that he has become more agile and nimble.
Weapon(s): Basic magic skills
Appearance: Cerdik stands at a mere 5'3" and 85 lbs. He's skinny, frail, and with little muscle on his bones. His hair is dark brown, and his bangs drop just beyond his eyebrows. Cerdik dresses himself plainly, wearing naught but a pair of boots, baggy trousers, and a long-sleeved tunic over a short-sleeved tunic. All of it is well-worn, the clothing has its share of tears, and the boots are scuffed all over. He wears two layers in an attempt to keep his small body warm. At all times, he carries a leather-bound book with him.
History: He was cursed at the ripe age of eight, and quickly adapted to his life in a colder, heavier, larger world. He steadily grew apart from other kids his age as they went on to become skilled craftsmen and knights and such. Cerdik, however, was left nothing but the amazing skill to read. Over time, he began to teach himself magic. He continues to try and learn, despite his lack of a proper teacher.
Strengths: Defensive magic
Weaknesses: He has trouble putting his ideas into words, stutters often, and fails to maintain eye-contact for more than two seconds.
Quirks: He can be very spacey and distant from reality, as he is accustomed to being to himself, reading and practicing. Interacting with others has steadily become an issue, but he does his best. Cerdik is most often found reading, or mumbling to himself and paying very little attention to his surroundings, yet somehow always manages to see and hear all that goes on around him.
***Gaian Username: Immortal Goldfish
Name: Aranai Aiolos
Age: 22
Curse: Aranai's curse is to forever be alone. Her skin will badly burn all who touch it directly. It affects any living thing, animal or human or plant, but wearing a layer of cloth will block the heat, though not entirely. If you held your hand on her arm too long, the heat would eventually sink through, though it would not burn as badly as direct contact. It is not like a fire, so the warmth will not spread beyond her touch or become a flame.
The second part of her curse happens directly after sunset. As soon as the sun is gone, Aranai transforms into a firebird. Likewise, as soon as sunrise begins, she changes back to a woman. One feather could light a room as clear as day, and it is as if the sun has not really set after all. When she cries, her tears turn to pearls. When she flies golden dust falls from her wings. When she sings, strange things happen, such as: items turning to gold, objects setting on fire, or causing a burning sensation in a living creature's heart (not pleasant). Because of this uncertainty to the tunes she sings, she rarely makes a sound when in her firebird body. Since her curse, she has experimented with songs, but is not confident in what they will do. She can still talk and retain all human thought when in this form. She cannot control the transformation, or any magical elements of her being.
Weapon(s): A burning touch, talons (firebird), song (unpredictable and dangerous to allies)
Appearance: Human – As a woman, Aranai is a normal height, with a slim and curving figure. Her hair reaches the middle of her back, naturally curly and shining with darker red and orange and golden hues. Pine green eyes stare out from golden bronze skin, which seems to glow with an internal light. She wears a black floor length skirt, and a black and green fitted long sleeve top. An ordinary brown coat that is too bid goes over top, with a wide and high collar, and wide cuffs. With boots and slim gloves, she ensures that most of her skin is covered at all times.
Firebird – As a bird, she slightly bigger than a peacock. She has a long, flowing tail, and willowy crest on her head. Her beak is curved like an eagle but longer, and her talons are strong. Though her plumage does not actually burn with fire, it glows with light like one. If you were to stare at her, you would see that her colors seem to vary between red, orange, and gold, shining like coals. Her eyes remain green.
History: Lady Rahda was known for her great breauty and elegance, and married into a noble family. She had five daughters, four took on the grace and allure of their mother, but one did not. The third daughter, Aranai, never grew out of her plain face and awkward figure, and she hated it. Her years growing up were spent in the presence of absolute charm and attraction, yet she felt so distant from it.
As she grew up, she became obsessed with becoming beautiful. She incessantly bothered a sorceress – Dareara - who was the only one within miles of her city who could possibly do the job. Aranai begged and pleaded and demanded – offering large amounts of money and fame if only the sorceress would take away her homely looks and make her more lovely than her sisters. Everytime, however, Dareara shut the door in her face and said the words: “Beauty is a dangerous thing.” Still the girl, now eighteen, kept asking and asking and asking. Dareara had finally had enough one afternoon as the girl banged on her door. She agreed to make her beautiful. She did not tell her, however, that there was a catch.
Dareara did indeed make Aranai beautiful, but when she ran home to tell her family, horror took the place of victory. Her mother came forward to hug her, and recoiled in pain as huge blistering burns formed on her skin from contact with her daughter. Aranai was terrified. Running back to the home of the sorceress, she demanded the curse be lifted, but Dareara only laughed and closed the door once again. As she did this, the last rays of the sun left the sky, and darkness came. Aranai screamed as her body became surrounded in flames and she found herself streaking into the sky, wings glowing like fire as she flew. She left a trail of golden dust and pearls behind.
After that night Aranai hid in the mountains, where she could do no harm. She had received her wish, but she was forever untouchable. She was sought after by many men who heard of her beauty and the wealth of the firebird. A few found her, in her hiding place, and tried to capture her. Everytime she had managed to escape, convinced that a life of bondage was worse than lonliness. She was beautiful, yes, but dangerous. And she would forever be alone.
Strengths: Flight, a source of heat in all types of weather – never cold, a source of light in darkness (when a firebird)
Weaknesses: No control over tranformation or burning touch. Her songs have many negative effects, and it is difficult for her to keep the tune steady. Always changes at twilight – inconvenient. Useless for tasks requiring hands when a firebird. Also, unless she is covered, she shines at night – which makes sleeping hard for some.
Quirks: Aranai carries with her a large and heavily woven black blanket which she hides beneath at night when she transforms. Even though she has her dream of beauty, she constantly downplays it and tries not to draw attention to the fact. She gets extremely uncomfortable and irritable in the presence of men, from the experience of being plain and never looked at to becoming quite attrative.
***Gaian Username: Tanyeera
Name: Tanyeera
Age: A few eons, looks 15-20
Curse: Demon called Darkness. Need I say anymore?
Weapon(s): Daggers. Lots and lots of daggers in lots and lots of sizes.
Appearance: Eyes are yellow with purple pupils. Hair is black, usually bound in ponytail leaving two strands free to frame face. Usually wears grey cloak and dull green outfit involving long-sleeved, turtle-necked shirt, and pants.
History: A long time ago, she sort-of accidentally let her demon loose and half-destroyed the world. The gods captured her, re-imprisoned the demon in her mind, then spared her life in exchange for her promising to be their errand girl. In other words, when the gods screw up, she tries to clean up their mess. This system is meant to reduce the number of times things like the sinking of Atlantis and the end of the dinosaurs happening.
Strengths: Awesome fighter, decent mage. Very good reflexes, very good training. Is good at dodging, but capable of taking damage when necessary. She can't be burned by normal fire or hurt by normal hurricanes and other (normal) forces of nature. Mage-conjured ones will work though.
Weaknesses: Gets entranced when she sees flames larger than a campfire and will start frollicking around in said fire. Ditto for hurricanes, lightning that lasts for longer than just a flash, and tsunamis.
Quirks: Apart from the frollicking in forces of nature bit, nothing much. Doesn't like idiots (who does?) and is really starting to get annoyed with Bellaream. She doesn't really believe the curse-removing whatever will work on her, she's just doing this coz Bellaream ordered her to help out.
