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The World of Galmeada
Galmeada is a world that has given birth to many wounderous things. The clear clean cascading waters of Sol Adiran and even the harsh desert sunsets of the Gaulth desert. A rich and lush world that harbors such beauty cant last. No matter how pure the intention , we allways seem to break the world around us losing sight of what we really wanted. In this world you are judged by what you cant do according to them. Hated by the people they govern, rebelion is certain now. This is the fall of magic, the death of tyranny, the end of chaos...


Galmeada is made up of 5 continents. Tialderoth which houses the Great city of Might and Magic, Opeil. It is filled with vast forests and huge mountains. Vainfall the second continent is known as the land of the dead. Many explores venture to this accursed land in search of adventure. It was once known as the Holiest land in Galmeada. This continent is made up of deep river valleys and its land is raveges by tornadoes which have inadvertently created the Gaulth desert which is the only liveable place on the entire continet.

Jolstern the holy continent is broken into seven sections at the middle. At this said middle is the holy city Sol Adiran, a city made entirely out of crystal. Priests often make a pilgrimage to here and pray hoping to get blessed by the gods. This land is very rich in vegitation and has become a large agricultural base. Hailo Ginslith is a magical land where the spirits and other wordly creatures are said to reside. The residents of this magical continent have traveld all over the world with their teachings of Greater Knoledge. The capital city of Lacrimos. Whats makes this the continent of glory is the color of the skys.

The last continent is Kier. Nothing is known about this mysterious continent. Its surrounded by gargantuan mountains. The inner part of the continent seems to belch out a dense fog. No one has really ever cared about what lies inside the continent, it is surrounded by wirlpools and typhoon which costantly circle it.

Character Listings

Name: Dromius Caziel
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Race: Unknown
Side: Might
Appearence: This young man is well built and is different than all the normal humans arround him. He is stronger and faster than the normal variety of warior giving him a well built body. He has long platinum hair that touches his shoulders. He has Dark Black lines that spread from around his eyes out to his cheeks. He wears cobalt blue plate armor and metal leggings with golden magic runes engraved on them for repeling spells.He fights with two swords that are quite obviously 2 Handed.
Backround Story: Dromius doesnt know anything about his past. A trade ship found him floating in a iron coffin. Its strange because because you dont usually find metal that cloats on top of water and also he appeared to be dead. When they atempted to throw him back over board the handles of the coffin broke off and trusted into nothingness. Imidiatly after he woke up as if from a deep sleep. The trade ship was traveling to a port city in Tialderoth. Dromius was 12 years old back then. He has become part of the resistence and will stop at nothing to get what he wants. A renegade who thinks nothing of the others around him, he seems to fight purely for the battle. He doesnt talk of why he came to hate the wizards so much. He is an individual who merely lives for the moment. He has much to learn and no time to learn it.
Extra Information: He is arrogant and reckless (big surprise there) but he isnt always as abrasive as he leads one to think.

Name: Elliot Lunae
Age: sixteen
Sex: male
Race: half sylph (air), half human
Side: no side, he is uniformed about the war
Appearence: He has short, dark green-blue hair and porcelein-white skin (although his cheeks and lips are perfectly rosy). He is slender and shorter than average. His eyes are a bright amethyst.
Backround Story: His mother, a sylph, died giving birth to him and only a few days later his father, a human, abandoned him at an orphanage. He spent several months there before he was adopted by an old, childless coupld who turned out to want not so much a child, but a doll. He was treated as such - always dressed up to become eye candy, but never treated as a human being. The couple were distant at best. Odly, he never missed his actual parents. In his mind, they had abandoned him and nothing could be done about that. Unknown to him, his new parents were both mages of a high class, drawing their powers from the darkness and moon. Elliot, on the other hand, discovered his own magic purely by accident and not only was it wind magic, but also of the sun. He never tans and his skin never burns because he seems to some how suck up the sunlight.
Extra Information: Obviously uke. He had a habbit of chewing on things - mainly soda straws, as he was always made to keep his pretty finger nails long.

Name: Artemis Sivion
Age: Appears to be in his early 20's
Sex: Male
Race: Genome
Side: Magic
Appearence: He has dark purple hair that reaches to about the middle of his shoulderblades. His usually empty looking eyes are a light silver rimmed in more of a dark gray than black. His height reaches to about 5'11 and his build is well muscled, only a small step below that of a trained warrior. A jagged, diagonal mark reaches from the top of his right shoulder to his lower left hip on his back, almost looking to be a large scar. He wears a black collar around his neck with matching bracers around his upper arms as well as his ankles. They were placed their during his creation and he hasn't found any way to remove them.
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Backround Story: Artemis was created by a group of high-strung nobles wanting to make a killer for their disposal. During his creation, Zilart cells were injected into his artificial body. Once he was finally brought to life, he was immediatly bombarded with commands and orders. Being raised only as a servant, he seems terribly loyal to those above him. Time and time again he had been told he was nothing but a war-machine, that he had no feelings, therefore it didn't matter how he was treated. He has been everything from the court's plaything to a deadly assassin to a clever spy. He will do as his Lords command.
Extra Information: Genomes are created bodies. They do have minds, but their souls are not their own and are only weakly bound to them. The Zilart are an ancient race. They look similar to Humans and are exceedingly intelligent. They possess a trait known as the "whisper of the soul," which appears to be a form of telepathy.

Name: Shiyaa
Age: appears sixteen
Sex: male
Race: Blood manipulating youkai
Side: He sides with the warriors, even though he uses magic.
Appearence: http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/32105575/
Backround Story: Shiyaa came from a rich family, but never agreed with the way they were. He didn't approve of how the 'lower class' was treated. He became an outcast in his family for speaking his mind, living quietly on his own. He often is around the lower class and is dedicated to helping them.
Extra Information: Crossdresser, better at tending to wounds rather than inflicting them. Also, he's uke, and chews on his claws when he's thinking, or nervous.

Name:Harmon Nyra
Age:19
Sex:Male
Race:Human
Side:Magic(Specific: Summoner)
Appearence: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/ichinosai/ID021.jpg (original work! By me! 4laugh ) Harmon has a slight tan contrasting his white blank eyes. Don't get him wrong he can see, it only looks like he is blind. His hair is a also a stunning white pure as light. The artifact he is carrying is called a "summon twister," being in the land of spirits and mystical creatures he use's an ancient art of summoning great spirits, spritekins, and the animals from his land.
Backround Story:Being raised in the far and distant land of Hailo Ginslith Harmon does not know the ravages of war and disillusion. Being a non-Might he grew scrawny by his strict but loving parents. Him and his parents are all of an ancient liniage passing down the summoning art from parent to child. Learning all he could he harnest the powers of creature aids and the might of spirits and he hopes to embody the gods. Unfortunantly During an attempt at summoning a God (Specific: Thunder) He was confused hearing the God speak a strange language, and sadly the God murdered his father. Also being of great knowledge he is very level headed, but with the pending calamity his mind is sure to change along with the land he so loves.
Extra Information:Summoning chart: God=Highest summon: The god(Light, Darkness, Thunder, and Ice) possess's the summoner giving them temporary control of its power. Spirit= Advanced summon: spirit (Water, Fire, Air, and Earth) Appears and creates a magical attack pretaining to the Element. Spritekin=intermediate summon: spritekin (Water, Fire, Air, and Earth) is a weaker more defensive version of Spirit summon. The spritekin or kins to counter any attack. Creature=Basic summon: The creature is most basic because it only rely's on brute strength causeing medial or minimal damage. (Harmon has learned all but God summon.) The reason behind Harmon's Summon ability resides in his "Summon Twister" When spun it creates a summon circle above him calling forth the creature of spirit. The liniage refered is of the Nyra Seraphim Tricopa which means: Nyra of three wings.

Name: Kaya Rayvnsong(Raven song)
Age: 17
Sex: male
Race: Fallen angle
Side: both (Blade conjurer)
Appearence: Kaya Rayvnsong has mid length red hair falling down to his shoulders, in gentle waves. His blood red hair is match by the fire red of his always somber looking eyes. He has a rather slender and malnurished appearance even at 5'9". His skin is an ashen tan color. He has six wings which have lost there angelic white and their pure glorious glow. They are as black as pitch.(Nothing but black in them) His soft features have taken on a battle hardened look now but he still appears as the gentle soul he is. He wears a single katana made of a rare mineral on his left hip.
Backround Story: Kaya crossed a boundry never to be touched by angels. He gave in to desire and lusted for a Youkai named Shiyaa. He had never touched the demon but his....everything left Kaya captivated. He wanted to make love to the creature that had been deemed unworthy of his touch by his lord. When his wanton desires were discovered, he was thrust from the heavens and left crumbled at the gates of the underworld. Three years he searched the roads of flame and smoke for the boy who had won his heart without even trying. He never found him and, as he had searched, his body and wings had lost their heavenly beauty and he became mortal over his time. At last he found another gate, one locked up tight, and he summoned the last of his divine power to breach the gates to the surface. He lives a life of solitude, seeking his desire in his dreams even now.
Extra Information: Kaya has an ability called "Dream Whisping". He can place himself within his dreams at will and move throughout his dreams in order to do anything. Whatever he does in his dreams become reality after a while. He is slowly regaining some of his divine magic in order to summon heavenly creatures through his blade. His katana pulses whenever the one who his desire is strongest for thinks of him.

Name: Arius
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Side:Might
Appearence:
Backround Story: Arius is a Holy Knight. He uses his sword and the magic of the Light to heal those in need. He was born in the city of Sol Adiran and was selected to become a warrior for the gods. When he turned 18 he was told to travel the world and help those in need. However, there are details about his past which have been kept secret from him, and drak things lie within him. He, of course, is completely oblivious to this. Arius is generaly an easygoing person, but part of his training was to help him resist all sexual urges. However, with enough coaxing, it may be possible for him to forget that part of his training.
Extra Information: Has healing powers and other magical abilities that affect the body. Works to free the poor from the tyranny of the Magic users.

Name: Anexander (Xander) Kai

Age: 28

Sex: male

Race: Unknown

Side: magic

Appearence: Theres a link to come...
Anexander has not-quite medium length sandy blond hair, it's somwhat unkempt, slying half-hazard around his head, even standing in some parts. His eyes are a striking medaterainian blue green. He wears an earing in his right ear(not that it matters, he just wears the one though), a crown shaped peice dangeling from a chain(an inch and a half in length), which is affixed to a post that holds a blue crystal, theres another one half way down the short chain, and another yet in the two demensional crown. The earing cannot be removed, though Xander has tried. There is a small hoop going through the cartalage at the top curve of both of his ears, he likes them... His face is slender, with a look of kindness masking distinct power and an underlying sadness. He's tall and slim, with a muscular build, and a lazy kind of movment.

Backround Story: Anexander(prefering the name 'Xander') was groomed as the lord's heir. He was the former lord's sister's child. His mother was killed, though no one will say who they think it is, Xander suspects it was the rebellion. He has a form of asthma, but he hides it well. He came into power at the age of eighteen, and resents the job for all the stress it puts on him, and all the attacks its caused. He's been known to sneak out and wander the town. He started getting caught though, due to the running he had to do. He's had to find more creative means of escape. He likes to dress in common cloths, a t-shirt, a jacket, baggy jeans. When he's out on the town, its almost as if no one notices the earing, which SHOULD give him away for what he is. All he really wants is a reprieve from the world of politics.

Extra Information: You can find Xander in the library trying to escape the gaurds, but not get out. The truth is, he's lazy... strong(magically) but lazy.

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Mixed among the nobles was Shiyaa, looking extremely irritated as he watched the others of his class. He refused to drink or eat any of it, even when offered by the few members of his family that still looked at him.

He walked away from the nobles, his flowing robes moving as he walked. He sighed, glancing over his shoilder at his younger sister, who watched him with sorrow filled eyes. And yet he continued to walk away, truly abandoning his family.

: biggrin romius stood there not moving an inch. He was trying to focuz so he could hear what trivial matters the nobles were speaking. He gritted his teeth hearing some of the worrys these nobles had. Whether or not their food would be hot in the morning. If their clothes from Hanely had come in yet. How one of the servent girls had a baby and used one of her good towels. He clenched his fist. It was clear to him the women of the magic users were jsut as bad if not worse than the men. The men were no different though. Talking of the hunting they did in the afternoons. Hunting, another savage sport. Trying to kill something that doesnt have the power to fight back. Of course not many things could fight a Horse that stand about 6 feet tall in the air. Of course they use horses! They are obviously too important to follow and track the animal on foot. They may tire themselves out too fast. He decided to abandon any more thinkng on the subject and he continued to watch::

After a while of simply standing, eyes closed, he found it to hard to block out the sounds that were coming from the party. He had told his "parents" he would be out for a while. They wouldn't particularly miss him - he wasn't an ideal doll, one that would always be happy to just be near them. He stood up fully and then began to walk away from the celebration, his footsteps nearly silent on the paved roads. His life was so... empty. Elliot's face remained expressionless as his feet took him down the roads he knew so well.

Harmon stood silent and undistrubed by the goings on around him. He was only focused on one thing which was concentraiting a way to get across the great sea to the continent of Tialderoth. It was miles away as he stood on a beach of the holy continent of Joltern. He opens his eyes staring directly into the sea and the distant beach of Tialderoth. With this he unshethed his summon twister from his chest harness and started to spin and resite the ancient incantation for summon. Then he calls out to the heavens," I call upon the mystical creature of the vast sea! I summon you! Come Zlilphar!" a circle spun above his head and in the shores a form materializes as a whale type creature. His summoning was down with the the clack of the harness hitting the staff portion of his twister. He walked to Zlilphar and petted his nose and said," Hello old friend," Harmon hoped on and navigated the whale creature to the shores of Tialderoth. Also in the distance was a pale red in the horizon he knew it was either a celebration or something else he wasn't familiar with.

As he traveled across the great sea he thought of the time before he was at this point. More specificly it was the day after his fathers funeral right.

A prossession was held in his village for the morning death of a loved man, "This is not right," Harmon siad with a sorrowful goodbye. The prossession ended at a wooden tower where the body would be creamated and released the ashes to nature for them to grow as one," It wasn't your fault Harmon," his mother comforted him as they started to light the tower. She stood clutching her child crying on his sholder. Harmon still couldn't bare seeing his father go and cryed as well. As they were going home he talked to his mother about traveling,"Mother... I'm going on a pilgramage to see the world of Galmeada... Tommorow," the mother looked into his eyes and saw that he was serious. She looked back and said, "I... I guess it had to happen. I'll help you pack," she smiled but Harmon knew she was hiding her morning.

The next day she helped him depart with important news from informants, "They say that there might be a war comming between very different sides. Don't get caught up in this dibocle okay?" she said and Harmon responded, "Yes mother," he smiled and walked off seeing on a passing glance at his loving mother. He was still a little doubtful about his travel but he still had to get the blame from himself that everyone else in his village although forgave him for it still had spite for him. So he travels to get rid of the shame that has befallen him.

The ocean breeze whips his face as he remanices of his homeland and looks to the distance seeing his new destiny on the continent Tialderoth, "What will happen to me in this new land?" he looked and a flash of his mother and her words, "Don't get caught up in this dibocle okay?" then he said with a smile," I won't mother," he knew it wasn't true. In this land of side he was going to get caught up by all the calamity of war.