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[b]Other/Additional Information[/b]

My Characters:

Name: Avoron Golv
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Calan elf or Gortul?: Calan elf
Weapon/Skill: Sword/ claymore
Appearance:

Other/Additional Information: Keeper of the books at Nareat Island of the Calandreai. Very intelligent, very adventurous, but a little naive and unused to the hardships of adventuring.


Name: Faeandra Skylesse
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Calan elf or Gortul?: Gortul
Weapon/Skill: Magic, and a thin silver spear
Appearance:

Other/Additional Information: She wears an eyepatch over her eye to preserve night vision when adventuring on the surface. When needed, she switches her patch to the other eye, increasing her battle abilities at night with superior night vision.


SilentShadowDreamer's character

Name: Tekira
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Calan elf or Gortul?: Gortul
Weapon/Skill: Bow and dagger
Appearance: Tekira
Other/Additional Information: She's still young and unsure if she wants a life as an adventurer or just to remain in her city. When she decides, she'll stick with it, but for now she's trying one thing and another to find out what she really wants.



Xaron the destroyer's character:

Name:Zepher
Age:32
Gender:male
Calan elf or Gortul?:Calan elf
Weapon/Skill:His scythe, and dark magicry
Appearance:Tektek style
Other/Additional Information((bio?))Zepher was just an ordinary Calan Elf on adventure, but he found his hearrte quickly, though he felt as if it was weakening him. HE very stupidly destroyed the hearrte, and he fell to the ground, writhing in pain. When he arosse, he found his body unchanged, but his clothes had blackened, and his outlook on life bleak. HE hunts other people who search for their hearrtes, trying to steal them after their finder is slaughtered, as he needs to fill his soul, though every time he does so, his soul darkens even more.

He is extremely ill, both physically and spiritually, often spitting up mouth fulls of blood caused by this destruction of his hearrte. HE can often fight well in combat against others(Mostly to kill those to take their hearrtes)), but must stop every few minutes and expel much blood from his system, though no matter how much blood he coughs up, it doesn't seem to effect him.

HE actually prefers to befriend his victims, so he can journey with them, and find their hearrte, so he is a nice person that is very twisted.


Ikken Isshu's character:

Name: Aer d'Mors
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Calan elf or Gortul?: Calan
Weapon/Skill: Carries several throwing daggers hidden about his person at all times, and also enjoys using magick to augment his natural abilities and empowering himself. The only method of magick that he actually uses to directly attack people is that he can summon a paper-thin, razor-sharp epee with magick.
Appearance:

Other/Additional Information He has a rather dry sense of humour, and a somewhat stuffy attitude. However, true to his race, Aer is not a cruel or mean person. He comes from the noble Mors family of Calan elves, but refuses to return home or communicate with his family for reasons unknown; He has apparently also had an unpleasant past, but is close-lipped about it. He tries not to let himself get too close to others, but by his very nature and personality, is drawn toward other people. As has been said, he is not a cold person, even though he tries to come off that way, in order to keep people from liking him. However, he always ends up seeking out company when he is feeling lonesome. The subject of romance, however, inevitably sends him running for the hills, for reasons unknown; the reason probably, though, has something to do with why he tries not to get too close to people.



Name: Rivus d'Mors (Donnol Islands Old Tongue--"River of Death")
Age: 47
Gender: Male
Calan elf or Gortul?: Calan
Weapon/Skill: Magick.
Appearance:


Other/Additional Information A fearsome sorcerer with both arms elbow-deep in frightening occult circles, as well as having his hands bloodied by hundreds of lives for some of the most insignificant causes. He is very powerful in the uses of offensive magick and curses, and can Heal to a great degree, but only for a great price, unlike normal Healing. He is an extremely manipulative man, and despite his great magickal power, prefers not to actually dirty his own hands when he can help it, choosing to instead further his schemes by tricking other people into doing it for him.



Name: Satsujin
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Calan elf or Gortul?: Calan
Weapon/Skill: Fights with two katanas, in a self-taught discipline. Can't use magick.
Appearance:

Other/Additional Information Oddly mature and serious for her age, Satsujin speaks little of where she came from; not because she wishes to keep it a secret, but because she sees no need for useless reminiscences. She is friendly, however, even if earning her trust can go rather slowly. She is on a quest to find her Hearrte, but can only sense its pull if she has fresh blood on her hands. She is not evil, and is in no hurry to slaughter people in the search for her Hearrte, so instead, she partners with others, travels with them, and notes the direction of the pull whenever she is forced to kill thieves and would-be murderers.



anime-love116's character:

Age: 15
Gender: Female
Calan elf or Gortul?: Calan elf
Weapon/Skill: Attacking with Cloth
Appearance:
Other/Additional Information She very adventurous, friendly, energetic, and talkative


The Unsung Bard's characters:

Name: Unknown (He is known by many Wanderer of The Wastes, The Hermit, or Wraith, but these are merely names he has earned through legend.)
Age: unknown
Gender: Male
Calan elf or Gortul?: Unknown
Weapon/Skill: One-Shot Pistols, rapier
Appearance: Look at this!
Other/Additional Information Simply, he is a pirate. He cruises the wastes and the skys in his flagship, Wratih. Few have seen him and survived, and his past is shrouded in mistery. His ship has the unique ability to traverse the waste, as well as invisibility for suprise appearances. If you see his flag on the horizon, your allready dead.



Driinex's Character:

Name: Kallori
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Calan elf or Gortul?: Gortul
Weapon/Skill: Whips, Tonfa blades
Appearance:

Other/Additional Information She is a theif. A very good one at that. But she is very naive and sweet. She can't eat sugar because it sends her into hyperactive mode major.



Chizumi-kun's Character
Name:Lynnai
Age:17
Gender:Female
Calan elf or Gortul?:Calan
Weapon/Skill: Two rather large guns with kick, magical kick. She'll miss now and then, but she's got a deadly shot, and some plain magic to back herself up when her gun's not handy.
Appearance:
Other/Additional Information: This Calan adventurer will do anything to find her hearrte. Searching since her beloved died, and took her heart, the whole in her seemed endless. The only thing she could think to do was spend her days searching and adventuring, and trying to make friends without getting attached. You can't break a broken heart. But you can fix it with a new one. She's slightly adapted to underground as her adventures have taken her there, but adores sunlight and likes to ride anything that can fly. Or anyone that can magic her into flying too!

Mission Statement

Okay, my goal here is to create a self-sustaining world. I prefer creating worlds, as opposed to being involved. Obviously, I'll still participate, but the goal is to create a world where the users create their own stories, centered around the broad plot points I've provided.
Obviously, a ambitious goal. We'll need lots of people. Tell your friends, get involved, advertise, whathaveyou. Don't feel like just because I'm not here to force the story along you can't participate. Feel free to add characters, cities, animals. Just keep within the context of the world, and keep it appropriate. If you're not sure about something, message me and I swear I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

It's a free world, people! Go nuts, have fun! It's creative, it's not your typical school world, anime world, or plot-driven fantasy world. Create it, build it.
If your contributions seriously add to the world, I'll add it to the front page introduction, with due acknowledgement. So your ideas can be featured here too! I appreciate creativity and literate fun!

Go adventure!

~
Your friendly neighborhood RP Master Faey

Frequently Asked Questions


Q: Is there a difference between Gortuls and Calan elves?

A: Yes. Gortuls are smaller and faster, and generally of a more delicate countenance then Calans. They make better spies, better theives, better assassins, ninjas, politicians, double agents, and in general rely more on cunning. Gortuls are also more sensitive to bright lights and prone to severe sunburn and sun poisoning.

Calans are taller, have a more golden skin tone, and are generally hardier from being exposed to more of the elements. They're stronger and bigger, and make better warriors, archers, commanders, and adventurers. In general, they rely more on ability and natural prowess then the cunning and tricks that Gortuls use. Calans usually are extremely fearful of tight spaces and hate being underground.
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Q: Are Hearrtes physical items or are they merely spiritual?

A: Although Hearrtes are spiritual in nature, they take on physical properties based on their individual. Therefore, if someone has a deep love of magic, their Hearrte might be shaped like a magical amulet, and things like that. Generally Hearttes are small and fairly portable, but there is no size limit.

((Just perfect))


Faeandra navigated quickly through the tunnels that led to her living complex. The tunnels were eerily luminated by bright glowing crystals of many colors. She was wearing her traveling gear, her eyepatch wrapped around her wrist for future use. Her last adventurer had gained her enough money to pay off her debts and set her family up nicely.
Now, no strings attached to anything down her, she was setting off to find her Heartte. The empty space inside her, she could feel it acutely now, where she once never noticed. She had to fill it. She grabbed a pack of provisions and traveling gear in her front doorway, set things in order for her absence, and set off for the surface tunnel.

((Yup 3nodding ))

Faeandra slung the pack into a more comfortable position on her back and opened the rusty, heavy door that led to the outside. Blinking rapidly at the bright light that spilled through the door, she hurried through and slammed the door closed.
She surveyed the area critically. She'd been out here many a time, certainly. The rocky canyon was to the left, the petrified forest to the right, the dried-up lake straight ahead. The Calandreai islands floated hundreds of feet above, casting shadows on the already dark and dreary landscape.

She adjusted the pack again and head off, halfway between the forest and lake.

Faeandra skirted the very edge of the petrified forest, heading east towards the Dunes of Black. The Dunes themselves weren't black, but the marauders that lived and raided the Dunes were always cloaked in Black. Faeandra had won their fear and respect last year, when she beat their leader in a duel. She decided to pay them a visit before heading on her quest.

She grabbed the eyepatch from her wrist and set it fluidly over her right eye, preserving and enhancing her night vision. Now she would be ready for anything.