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When Blood betrays Blood
Only War will bring Peace.



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Table of Contents

1) History/Setting/Key Players/Plot

2) Rules

3) Character Short List

4) Roleplay List and Warnings

5) Roleplay Plot Status

6) Character Biographies



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And so the story begins...

History
Delva and Svalbard. The two most powerful nations of the world. Years ago these two nations fought for power over the other, skirmishes turning into full war. During these harsh times the peacefull Delva took up arms against Svalbard a hardened nation of warriors and mercenaries.
Gruelling battle after gruelling battle the number of soldiers dwindled until only democrats, women and children were left. Amongst the last few battles a peace treaty was made the heirs of Delva and Svalbard exchanging vows. But a few years later twins were born. Cord of Svalbard took one of his daughters to his home country, Aniya of Devla the other raising each to one day rule over both nations in peace, combining them one day the way the two lovers could not.


Setting
Delva is a peacfull nation baseing it's lifestyle on agriculture, trade and commerce. The people strive of literature, art and a pride in peace and harmony and an equality amongst all. The kingdom lays in the south where plentiful crops grow that sustain the nations people. The walls of the main fortress are no longer manned by regiments of soldiers from the old war. Barracks made into homes the old fortress now houses women and children and small families that trade and barter within the capital city's walls.
Svalbard is quite the opposite it's counterpart nation. The old ways of war have strived and survived through this time of 'peace'. The people within the fortress walls still soldiers willing to die for their rulers beliefs and goals. Very little has changed since the old war, each and every entrance to the city manned by guards armed with muskets and swords. Very few families live within the walls, the surrounding area's holding few farms though they are large enough to support the nations need for food. The residents are bitter hardened warriors dissaproving of the 'peace' between their counterpart nation Delva.


Key Players
The two daughters were raised apart, Kavelle in Svalbard, Lydia in Delva. Lydia, raised by her mother, led a peacfull life with scholars and poets, artisans and friends. Her entire life was based about study of literature and an ancient 'craft' known as The Sight. This gift she was born with allows her the ability to look into anothers mind. A gift she uses only for understanding and never for selfish goals. Warm and caring Lydia was loved by her peers, her mother, her followers. She wished to keep Delva the way it was, peacful and serene, and hoped one day to help transform Svalbard into a peacefull nation with her sister at her side.
Kavelle on the other hand had a very different childhood. Raised by a battle hardened nation she grew a distinct distaste for peace as she trained night and day to be a warrior worthy of her purpose. Studying the art of battle, strategy, and the ancient 'craft' Kavelle was raised to believe the ability she was born with should be used to her advantage. Cold hearted and bitter Kavelle wishes for nothing more then to change Delva into what Svalbard is and will forever be. A great nation that thrives on the heat of battle and conquering of other nations.


Plot
Part 1: Crossed Paths
On their 22nd birthday both sisters were to inheret their nations. The two had never met, living their lives completey separate to better understand the nation they were raised amongst. Yet Kavelle had other plans then peace. A few months before the treaty was to be finalized, Svalbard and Delva to become one nation, Kavelle contact her sister. The two were to meet.
At this meeting Lydia came willingly wanting nothing more then to discuss their future together. Kavelle came with other intentions. But a few miles north a Delvan border town was being scouted for a seige. Svalbardan warriors and soldiers readied themselves for the first battle in some twenty years. The meeting commenced, both sisters unsure of the other.
"Why have you called this?" Lydia asked, her hands gently falling behind her back, the long skirt flowing about her feet, a light coloured cloak resting gently upon her shoulders.
"To discuss peace." Kavelle smirked. She looked Svalbardan, the colours of her nation on her clothing, a sword at her side. The black, crimson and bright red emblem was carved into her shoulder guard.
"You do not appear to wish to discuss anything." Lydia said grinning back, unknowingly walking into a trap. But walking forward she eyed her sister, Kavelle's eyes strained and tired. "You're....oh no! Please!!" Lydia walked forward and grabbed her sisters shoulders. "There are women! Children! They can't fight.... the men are all smiths and bakers and-" Kavelle slapped her sister back, the feeling a hundred times better then when she had imagined it.
"There will be peace." Kavelle said, her voice cold and bitter. "But peace will be on My terms." Pulling out her sword she looked at her sister, tears streaming down Lydia's face.
"You brought me here... to kill me?" Kavelle shook her head.
"To stall you Sister, but you have The Sight... father always said we were exactly the same. And I can't have you running around ruining everything, now can I?" Lydia went to hold her hands up, her lips about to whisper a plea for her life but she stopped. Pushing herself up Lydia met Kavelle's gaze. "Well, I had thought you'd never stand to fight me. I see your blood isn't as thin as I'd assumed." Kavelle stepped back into a stance, but Lydia made no movement for any weapon.
"I won't fight you. I forgive you." Kavelle stared at her sister, a pertubed look smeered across her face. "Just promise me this," Lydia smiled and looked to her sister. "You will let him know when he comes for you that I loved him." Kavelle laughed.
"I'm sure whomever comes will meet you soon enough Sister." Lydia closed her eyes as the blade slid through her, only the sound of her clothing ripping echoing through the small area. Blood gently seeped onto the blade. "Goodbye." Kavelle grinned and forced the rest of the blade through Lydia's body, sliding in like a hot knife through butter, Kavelle face to face with her identical sister.
Lydia's hand gently brushed her sisters face. "Siyum Demn Ainu." The words echoed throught Kavelle's mind, bounding against the walls of her head. Her sisters body fell limp, the blade slipping from Kavelle's hand as she grasped her head in pain. The blood within her body began to slowly boil, each and ever vessel and vein writhing from the pain. Kavelle screamed a horrendous sound as the pain wripped through her. Gasping for air, her vision began to blur painfull memories she'd never known and never had flashed before her. Blood streamed down from both her nose and eyes staining her fair skin and mingling in with the Svalbardan national colours. On her knees, helpless Kavelle writhed about until finally after a few moments it faded.
"Stupid b***h." She hissed trying to wipe the blood from her face, but merely smudging it around. A red haze seemed to settle over Kavelle a sence of paranoia and rage filtering over all she set her eyes upon. Finally remembering where she was and the task at hand Kavelle reached down and pulled the blade from her sister and wipped the blood off on her shirt.


Part 2: Waking Dream of Nightmares

Lying upon the grassy field, Hitoshi slept soundlessly not stirring or even mumbling as he did sometimes in his sleep. A dream had consumed his resting mind, a dream of Lydia?the last time he had seen her, that had been two nights ago.
She was leaving to go do something of great importance and as she disappeared, the sky had darkened greatly becoming like storm clouds warning him of something. But of course within this dream he had taken no notice to it. Not being able to see Lydia physically but mentally in the dream everything suddenly changed. A figure he could not make out who it was but a sinister smile was all he could see. Then everything took a turn for the worst as the figure darted forward stabbing Lydia in the stomach a look of horror upon her face. Words erupted from her limp body echoing within Hitoshi's mind.
"....You will tell him know when he comes for you that I loved him..."

Darting up from his horrid dream, he was entirely drenched within his own sweat .An afraid look upon his face realizing it was but just a dream something bugged him about it. It felt way too real to be just a dream and he knew that he must confirm that it was just a silly nightmare. Gathering himself, he stood upright looking upon the sandy path that Lydia had left upon. Darting off into the lightless night, his feet not even touching the ground giving him the stealth he needed.
Searching for hours as the sun danced upon the horizon line. Soon it would be daybreak and still had found no sign of her anywhere. Pondering for but a moment, he remembered the location in the dream and knew that would be the last place to look. Soon enough he brought himself cautiously to his destination as his gaze fell upon a figure lying upon the ground. It tug at his heart as he shook his head reassuring that wasn't her.
"..No it can't be"
Approaching slowly, his worse nightmare had come to pass as a truly horrified look had fall upon his face. Darting to the dead body, his own was beginning to shake violently as he paused for a moment. Reaching out with his left hand he touched her pale cheek...feeling the coldn run through his whole body. Tears began stream upon his own pale cheeks as he began huddling her dead body up against his own, this was something that he couldn?t handle as he began crying hysterically muttering out a few words.
"No! Lydia! You can't be...don't leave me... please..."
There he knelt alone with but the dead shell of his love, nothing mattered to him. Standing up with Lydia's body in his arms, the look upon his face was such of sorrow and sadness. The Hitoshi everyone had known was gone now sanity would soon leave him just had Lydia. Traveling upon the dusty path once again, his gaze stayed on her lifeless face as he brushed her hair away from her face. Placing a soft kiss upon her forehead lovely but without a reaction it only hurt him mentally.
"..Don't worry Lydia...we'll get you home and you'll get all better"
It was ouvious that he was beginning to deny her death but he did know there was nothing he could do but reassure himself that everything would be ok but infact it would never be.
A couple days had passed since his return to their village and people had attempted to actually comfort and reason with Hitoshi but he refused the help of anyone, only talking to the villagers at her funeral in such a saddened voice. Everyone could see how much damage this had done to him as he had cried almost all the way through his long farewell. Eventually everyone had left leaving him alone standing infront of her grave. Placing her favorite flower upon her grave, a white rose, muttering a few last words.
"Goodbye Lydia. I vow that I shall get vengeance upon Kavelle then I shall join you in the afterlife.I love you Lydia. Forever more"
Then he disappeared. The villagers attempted reason with him but his unstable mind was set and began his final journey


Part 3: A new Era of 'Peace'.

The Svalbardan warriors opened the attack shortly after, led by the new leader of Svalbard-Kavelle Theran. they ransacked the village, only small impressionable children were taken back to the capital. There they would train and one day fight against their own blood. The men slaughtered, women raped then murdered, Kavelle watched with a sinsiter grin upon her face. A mackshift barracks was made and slowly the invasion began, border towns ransacked. Those who resisted died, those who didn't would be spared should they swear allegience to Svalbard.
Over the course of a few months the border has slowly begun to shrink closer and closer to Delvan's capital in the south.
"Only a matter of time Sister and your people will be mine."
Rules

1) Follow all basic Gaia rules in the Code of Conduct. I think that pretty self explanitory.
2) No flaming or OOC post in the thread. There will be a OOC Thread for that where you may take up your issues and such.
3) Everyone must fill out a profile and a writing submissing. EVERYONE. Do not post in here if you'd like to join. You WILL CONTACT VANAIR, HIRYU DOMOCHUKU OR SEYRENIA THROUGH A PM and send a Bio. The form is provided in this post.
4) You will be notified if you are accepted/rejected. Do not post until you have been notified. Either myself, Hiryu Domochuku or Seyrenia (all co-oweners of this rp) will contact you. You may send your bios to them if they are online and I am not.
5) Please be literate. This isn't a oneliner rp. I understand sometimes onlya few words need be said, but at that time you can describe how your character feels or what they are doing while they say it. And literacy also means you speak as if you were writing a novel.
Example
"Stop that!" she yelled, wraping her hand about the door handle. The boy didn't listen and continued to fiddle with his toy.
What NOT to do.
*grabs handle* Stop it! *yanks toy away from kid*
It's not difficult so please be kind and follow the rules.
6) Have fun.
7) Any question or plot problems or ANY inquiries PLEASE USE OOC Thread
cool The TIME PERIOD is essential. It takes place in a time where the only guns available were muskets and single shot handguns. Knives and swords were still used, boat and horse drawn carriage are the only ways to travel other then on foot. No planes, no machine guns, no trains. Please stick to the ideal 'time period' description. Some acceptions will be made, but only if allowed so by VANAIR, HIRYU DOMOCKUKU, and SEYRENIA.
9) PLEASE ASK BEFORE JOINING A PLOT!. It is crutial because at certain time a plot may only require three people-but if 5 show up-we have problem. Certain storyline parts needed to be worked out on their own withut interference. So please ASK. Just if you find a plot you're interested in, ask to join.


Out Of Character Thread is OOC Thread
Please visit on a regular basis.

((More rules will be added.))

Character Bio Form


[B]Gaia Name: [/B]
[B]RP Name: [/B]
[B]Age: [/B]
[B]Allegiance(s)(Svalbard/Delva/Neutral): [/B]
[B]Race: [/B]
[B]Race Description:[/B]
[B]Appearance: [/B]
[B]Abilities: [/B]
[B]Weapon: [/B]
[B]Personality/Traits: [/B]
[B]Background:[/B]
[B]Writing Sample:[/B]
Character Short List And CURRENT Allegiance's


Character : GaiaName

Those fighting for the Delvan Empire (Good)
Hitoshit Mizuru: Hiryu Domochuku
Natoya Lanford : Seyrenia
Rorrina Dean : Water Sorceress
Victoria Valentic : ReViVeD


Those Fighting for the Svalbardan Empire (Evil)
Kavelle Theran : Vanair
Raevyn Mi'kama : Pixie_Sprite
Lokth Zanth : Zyxa (Now NPC'd By Vanair)
Colanth Alexius Beoulve aka. Colanth The Betrayer : Colanth
Carsith : Gojira
Naoko : Kinchi



Neutral(Or have not specified an allegiance)
Dark : Arkane
Lisa Kennary : Water Sorceress
Ahara Valdora : Midnightelf
Gojira : Gojira
Shikyo Toreador : Shado Rose




Banned List ((inactivity/other))

****NOTE****
Allegiance's can change due to plot. This will be updated and changed as we go along! So none of these are set in stone. Even the evil baddies can become ..... not-so-evil baddies..... whee
Roleplayer List and Warnings

***Four Warnings and you're booted! So keep up the Rp'ing! And notify me when you'll be away. I'll do warnings over Pm's. One week after your final warning the roleplayers profile will be deleted. ***

In case you all didn't know the roleplay died for a short while. Like a few months... sweatdrop I'm starting a revival. So all slates are clean.
Please, POST if you still want yur position.
Roleplayer : Number of Warnings


Vanair : 0 warning(s)
Seyrenia: 0 warning(s)
Hiryu Domochuku : 0 warning(s)
Arkane : 0 warnings
Water Sorceress: 0 warning(s)
Pixie_Sprite : 0 warning(s)
DragonicSeige : stressed LEFT
Zyxa : sweatdrop o warning(s) ((Extended Leave: Currently NPC'd))
Colanth : 0 warning(s)
Gojira : 0 warning(s)
Kinchi : 0 warning(s)
Shado Rose : 0 warning(s)
Roleplay Plot Status


11.06.05
It's been months. I am a bad person. The Revival has begun and new characters are welcome.
The battle against Vargas will be beginning soon and new plot shall be introduced. PLEASE revive your characters status and post. Those who do not WILL BE REMOVED.
Thank you all.


03.31.05
I am flustered with Gaia, but all is well. All bios are up (your welcome Goji) and any info on characters will be updated at a later time when Post are ready for reading!

03.24.05
NAME HAS BEEN FOUND!!!!!
Kavelle/Colanth/Ravyn/Nilia/Lokth Are in the camp outside of Liftal which will be attacked soon.
Hitoshi(has finally posted DWEE!) Has met up with Rorrina just outside of their hometown, I believe they are heading to Delva or Vargas.
Dark and Lisa have met. (I'm lacking as to location right now)
Gojira and Ahara are outside of the clearing.

03.19.05
Still Seeking name and Crest Ideas for Delva/Svalbard

03.17.2005
HAPPY ST. PATTY'S DAY!!
Current Bio's are up.
Still Seeking name and Crest Ideas for Delva/Svalbard...oh and my brain hurts xp

Donnie is walking around. (Where... I'm not too sure)

03.14.2005
Rp is accepting bios
Still seeking name!


03.08.2005
Rp is offically open.

03.07.2005
Currently Under Contruction


***Information wil change AT LEAST weekly-sometimes maybe every two three days-or even everyday until we have a consistant plot and/or story going with EVERYONE somehow involved. This isn't indepth. It is the cheat sheet for beginners (Yes you kitty) YOU'RE WELCOME!***
Character Biographies


Gaia Name: Vanair
RP Name: Kavelle Theran
Age: 22
Race: Human
Race Description: Self:explanitory
Abilities: The Sight. This gift allows Kavell a 'sight' into others minds giving her the ability to manipulate and create perseptions.
Weapon: The uses her Sight as a weapon but also carries a longblade. Trained in all forms of combat anything and everything is a weapon for Kavelle.
Appearance: Kavelle has long deep mahogany hair that appear black most of the time. She has it tied back tightly, her femine yet strong features showing through. Deep velvet green eyes lined with black are piercing and strong, eminating power with a single glance. her frame isn't huge, she stands about 5'7 and is about 130 lbs, though she is extremely strong. She constantly wears the colours of her Nation, Crimson, Bright Red and Black. Kavelle and Lydia are twin sisters as well, the only difference in eyes, clothing and slight body differences. The two are uncannily alike.
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Personality/Traits: Kavelle is trained to be a murderer, to rule and conquer other nations. Very little of her personality is devoted to compasion though she is VERY attacthed to those she is close to, those few and far between exceptions. A genuine leader Kavelle takes control and command of every aspect of her life. She trusts few people and helps even less. Stern and strong she is a warrior and rules well, though as of late her sanity has been put into question by her peers and followers.
Background: Growing up with her father in Svalbard Kavelle lived a hardened childhood. Torture was a daily training device to harden her emotions and physical strength. Many painful memories riddle her past.



Gaia Name:Seyrenia
RP Name:Natoya Lanford
Age:19
Race:Human
Race Description:Natoya is a human who was infused with demon blood at a very young age,so she could pretty much be considered a quarter demon.Though the only abnormal physical trait she has are her pointed ears,other than that she seems completely human.
Abilities:Her running is only a bit faster than a normal human,and she has the quick senses of any demon.Natoya also carries this strange ability where she can sense a close by demon's intentions and where it's next location might be,this bond being related to the demonic blood inside of her.
Weapon:A metalic crossbow that can fire at great speed and distance.The bow itself has a fire gem embeded within itself,allowing her to fire flaming arrows.
Appearance:
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Okay,so I was lazy...This is not Natoya,this is just her outfit.Natoya has breast-length raven black hair which is silky and straight,her face is much more younger looking,she stands 5'9 and weighs 126Lbs,which is mostly muscle.Her eyes are clear and sky blue,and she has long lashes and fair skin.
Personality/Traits:Optimistic and always looking to the bright side,Natoya has always been one to keep her faith and never give up no matter what.She can be energetic and playful at times,and always tries to cheer up those around her.
Background:Her father was a sadistic mental case who cared more for his biological work then his family.When Natoya was born,he strangled his wife to death because she refused to allow him to experiment on her,and injected Natoya with demon blood he had extracted from a fresh demon carcass he found during one of his walks through the woods.
By the time she was 5,Natoya faced barely any physical changes but she would always wake up crying and claim she had a nightmare,and each one always came with a noise and a quick flash of a nearby scenery.Later on she would hear of a demon attack,that happened to occur at the exact spot she dreamed of.
Because she didn't understand it,she couldn't save her father when she dreamt about his favorite spot in the woods,where he was soon attacked and killed by a snake-like demon.
After that,Natoya fled to the streets and was picked up by a kind Priest from Delva who had been taking a walk through the thick forest while Natoya was scrounging for berries.He brought her to his home at the church and raised her there,teaching her the faith she needed.He knew what she had in her and that it would become a burden once she got older,especialy if other people found out.
He even tought her how to use a crossbow,and to hate demons.Once older,she claimed herself a demon hunter,and set out on small journeys of 2-3 days,where she would hunt any demons that may have been terrorizing towns and villages.It was small work and paid little,but Natoya found nothing else she loved to do,this was her destined life.



Gaia Name: Hiryu Domochuku
RP Name: Hitoshi Mizuru
Age: 22
Race: Draconic Elf
Race Description: A rare race of elves, few exist in the entire world. Most said to hold great powers and the abilities to shift from humanoid form to Draconic form upon situations of extreme stress and pain. Two features that make them noticeable are their quite long, floppy and slender elf ears giving them a slightly cute look. The other feature being their skin colour which varies from an almost ruby colour to a paper white colour. Not much is known about their draconic forms since it is rare to even see one transform, knowing that will draw much more attention then wanted.
Abilities: His abilities are quite different from his transformation of a fully matured Abyssal Dragon, another ability of mind tricks and illusionary tactics and finally his knowledge of Anti-matter magic and natural mastery of that magic too.
Weapon: Seraak blade - Ancient blade of great hidden power, it being over-sized and extremely heavy makes it near impossible to weild even with both hands.
Appearance: Hitoshi is quite an odd person but he seems to have many features that make him unique from most people. His race provides him with two unique features of long, floppy and slender elven ears and his usual paper white skin colour. His long raven black hair which is almost waist length has mysterious almost blue shine. Hitoshit is usually clothed in a full suit of armor that has a couple symbols of Draconian engraved upon the armor giving it mystical properties.
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Personality/Traits: Before the incident that changed his life completely, his entire personality was once a kind-hearted, proud, and hot-blooded at times. Quiet, shy and a sweet young man. But that all changed and now his mental condition has made him cold-hearted, uncaring, sorrowful, spiteful, yet still proud, quiet, shy and insane. These traits have made him near impossible to be around.
Background: Hitoshi?s past is quite shrouded in mystery; only after meeting Lydia did his life seemed to be interesting. Being what he is, abuse and horrible things seemed to plague his troubling past?never telling his relationship with his parents or even past friends but surprisingly he never seemed to show too much sadness around Lydia. The odd thing was that he did deal with all the frustration and sadness?through inflicting pain upon himself but that was soon put to stop after Lydia caught him draining himself of most of his blood. His known past was the couple of years spent with Lydia as a loyal friend and lover, which was short-lived because of her tragic death and then his spiral into insanity?his location, is currently unknown.



Gaia Name: Arkane
RP Name: Dark
Age: 18
Race: Human
Race Description: As humans are. Ambitious cuning people. Their love for the world may be fleeting at times but in the end they will strive to any extent to stop its extinction. They can band together to make a great fighting force, farming group, or humanitarian movement. They are a very diverse group.
Abilities: Quick reflexes make him a hard target to hit, he can use this to his advantage to attack quickly and move before a retaliation can be made. As a chaos knight, he has power over light and dark sword skills, His chaos Reave technique can be quite devistating.
Weapon: Chaos Break, a knights sword that has adapted to the abyss, it has the ability to steal the darkness out of a person and slay it in a single blow.
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A simple pair of pants and a shirt. He trys to keep to a simple flowing atire so that his agility is not hindered. But, the clothes that he does wear were made from material that had been imbued with magic. The clothes are now as strong a Mithril. His hair hangs down over his eyes which seem as though the life have been sucked out of them, they stay a blank grey color at all times.
Personality/Traits: He personality was stolen, he has no emotions and keeps to himself. His job required him to give all his emotions to a higher force, he did with great obediance and gained his chaos knight class. At time it comes in handy but others he is ashamed that he cannot shead a tear.
Background: A member of a underground sect of the church, he holds a seat as one of the most powerful 'Divine knights'. The sect was a secret until the groups Heavenly knight passed away, his reputation spread as being the most powerful sword mage in the world, though it was untrue, rumors began to spread and people began to snoop. Soon the rumors turned to truths and the sects secret was exposed. He sits with His father, Cid Baren, and Darven minik, the only three members left of the group. The sect consists of seven seats: The Heavenly knight, the Hell knight, the order knight(Darks father), chaos knight(drak), Godly knight(Cid), Satanic knight(Darven), and cosmic knight(a never been filled position). He was raised by Cid as his father never had time for him, and his mother had been killed when he was three. Cid raised him to be a great swordsman, rivaling that of his fathers, until he was 15 when he took his place as the youngest 'Divinity' as chaos knight. He spent three years sitting in his place doing nothing to help the world, so... He left, with no opposition. Now that he is 18 he spends his time travelling the world in search of nothing...



Gaia Name: Water Sorceress
RP Name: Lisa Kennary
Age: 19
Race: Elemental
Race Description: Think human with the powers on one Element
Abilities: Can control the Element of water and Ice.
Weapon: A two section staff that can link into a single metal staff. Lisa also uses the weapon to channel her magic during battle. A few knives, and a pair of leather gauntlets.
Appearance: Lisa looks like your average 5'4" martial artist, with shoulder-length, wild black hair and dark-blue eyes that seems constantly survey her surroundings. Her skin is slightly tanned and she usually wears a loose, short sleeved, dark blue Chinese styled shirt rimmed with gold. She also fancies loose black pants and black boots.
Personality/Traits: Lisa is a very energetic tomboy that has a very large chip on her shoulder. She feels the need to constantly prove herself, and when she can't, she'll still settle for sulking until she finds a good challenge. The sorceress lives for dangerous situations and she loves a good fight. She could be a bit dense at times, but there's usually someone patient enough around to explain things to her. Lisa is also very stubborn and when she has made up her mind, it'll take a very good reason for her to change her mind. Lisa is also very trusting, sometimes too much so. This makes it easy for people to manipulate her, but if they do, they might as well stab themselves. Once Lisa finds out that she's being used, she'll go after the person or people that used her. Furthermore, although Lisa dislikes killing, she will when she feels that the person deserves it. The sorceress is also very impatient and has a temper. Although she doesn't get very mad often, it's almost impossible for her not to get into an argument or a fight at least once a day. Lisa is usually a very understanding and carefree person, but her mood tends to shift at the flip of a hat. She could go from utterly furious to cheerful in less than half a second.
Background: Lisa was born in the contury of Devla into a middle class family, but was unlike most Devlans. She enjoyed the art of quarterstaff and martial arts, rather than weaving or embroidery. Her parents, who cared more about their money her Lisa herself, more or less let Lisa do whatever she wanted. The young girl was usually alone at home, and usually very bored. Thus, she tends to develop numerous pranks to pull on the serevent of her home. From that bordem, developed something else as well. At the age of seven, a traveling Elemental entered the city she lives in. Lisa was home alone, again, that day, and was playing outside in the streets, avoiding all her servants' efforts of trying to bring her home. Long story short, the Elemental sensed Lisa's undeveloped Elemental powers (not surprising, really, since most Elements don't even know about their powers unless someone points it out to them), and convinced her to let him train her. Lisa was more than willing to go along with the strange man, but she neglected to tell anyone where she was going. Thus, by all acconts, Lisa appeared to have been kidnapped. Lisa trained wtih the Element for ten years. After the ten years, she left her mentor and traveled the country improving her skills and searching for adventures and new challenges.



Gaia Name: Water Sorceress
RP Name: Rorrina Dean
Age: 15
Race: Elf
Race Description: Elves are faster, nimbler, and overall more graceful than humans.
Abilities: Rorrina is very fast and skilled with a bow and arrow. She isn't much of a hand to hand fighter, though, but she's very good at running away.
Weapon: A bow and a number of arrows. The bow has many runes carved into the wood that allows her to spell her arrows.
Appearance: Rorrina is slender with long, flaming red hair tied in a tight ponytail high on her head. She tends to wear a simple, yet elegant, breastplate and a low, red skirt. The compination reveles most of her stomach and pale skin. She has large violet eyes that seem to be able to lighten the mood of any person, except for the person she likes, of course. She has long, leather boots that reach up to her knees and shouder plates that hugs her shouders and are strapped to her breastplates with only a thich strip of leather.
Personality/Traits: Very, very, hyper to the point of annoying just about anyone, and she is also very, erm... "close" to those she likes. Rorrina has a very kind heart, however, and is a very good judge of character.
Background: Not much is known about the young, hyper elf, other than the fact that she left her home at an early age, and her family was very influential. She met Hitoshi a few weeks after she left, and after asking around about the handsome young man, she became determinded to help him regain his sainity and happiness. Of course, many are convinced that there is more to Rorrina following Hitoshi around than just the reasons she gave.



Gaia Name: Midnightelf
RP Name: Ahara Valdora
Age: 17
Race: Cyprin
Race Descripition: Cyprins are underwater dwelling creature with fins on their legs and arms and have webbed hands. They can walk on land for some time before having to get back in the water again.
Abilities: Conjuring water elements and wind (No big storms yet.) and some hand to hand combat
Weapons: Two long thin daggers. Ahara usually charges these with a magical energy and attacks like that but she does have a bit of actual hand to hand combat training.
Appearance: Ahara has light chestnut skin and dark hair, with "the eyes of an angry sea." She wears a blueish gray halter top and skirt that reaches her knees. On land she wears boots, in the water she goes barefoot.
Personality: She likes to keep her face neutral at all times. Though not exactly "mean" she does get annoyed quite easliy. Dispite that, Ahara is rather cunning and a tiny bit wise (confusing, but wise).
Backround: She doesn't talk much about herself but was taken from her home at a young age. Wars were breaking out beneth the sea, though news of these wars would never reach land.


Gaia Name: Pixie_Sprite
RP Name: Raevyn Mi'kama
Age: 20
Allegiance(s): Svalbard
Race: half human, half shadow demon
Race Description: Human is self explainatory. Shadow demons look very similar to humans, except for the extremely pale skin, as well as shadow marks that denote clan. They dislike appearing during the day as their powers are weakened. By nature they are devious and power hungry, willing to kill anyone to gain it.
Appearance: Very long jet black hair bound back in a braid, with bangs framing her face. Deep violet eyes and blood red lips are the only colour in her face, and when she uses her shadow powers, her skins becomes covered in her clan's markings. She stands at 5'6" but seems taller. She is always clad in black from head to toe, along with her armor.
Abilities: She can control other's shadows, as well as the ablity to make weapons from shadow. She can enter a patch of shadow and exit from another. Sunlight weakens her power, of course.
Weapon: A glaive that has been handed down to her through her family. She also carries numerous daggars she uses for assassianations.
Personality/Traits: She is very power hungry and will kill anyone who shows weakness around her. She hates having her weaknesses pointed out to her. She also loves money as well as causing chaos. The only person she respects at this point it Kavelle, although she is confused with some of Kavelle's newer tendencies.
Background: Her father was a shadow demon who raped her mother and killed her when Raevyn was born. Since she could walk he had trained her how to fight, kill and use her power. She was an apt pupil and overtook him when she was 17 and killed him. However, with the protection of her father gone, she was banished from the shadow demon's realm and forced into the human world. From there on she travelled, seeking wars and power so she could gain enough to destroy any who stood in her path.



Gaia Name: Zyxa
RP Name: Lokth Zanth
Age: 39
Allegiance(s)(Svalbard/Delva/Neutral): Svalbard
Race: Human
Race Description: Of the two varieties, Lokth is the more loyal type. Blindly following his leader even through death.
Appearance: Even with his age, Lokth is still noticebaly bigger and stronger than the average man. He wears a thick plate mail over a claok adorning his nations colours. The embelem is carverd onto his shoulder plate, and in his flesh. He wears balck trousers accented with the nations colurs which sit atop of chain mail.
Abilities: Through years of battle experience, Lokth became an unstoppable general of his kings army. Heightened reflexes and in-human stamina put him head and shoudlers in the Svalbard Kingdom.
Weapon: Lokth's weapon of choice is his double-edged broad sword given to him by the king for great feats during the war.
Personality/Traits: Incredibly loyal and obedient. Can be tempered towards people agianst him or his leader.
Background: Lokth had took part in the war 20 odd years ago and was honoured for out-standing abilties, slaughtering countless Delvan soilders with his unit. He was evnetualy promoted to a general of one of the King's major flanks.



Gaia Name: Colanth
RP Name: Colanth Alexius Beoulve aka. Colanth The Betrayer
Age: 19
Allegiance: Neutral
Race: Human
Race Description: If you have to ask.....
Appearance:
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Abilities: Colanth is a mercenary for hier. He is highly proficient with daggers, prefering them over any other weapons except for his flintlock pistol. His accuracy is amazing. He seems reluctant to prove it though.
Personality: Colanth is a very quiet person. He tends to keep to himself and never shows his emotions. He usually seems very cold and harsh, saying what he thinks no matter the consequences. He seems to hold no allegiance to anyone or anything.
Background: Colanth was born on the war torn border between Delva and Svalbard. Most of his childhood was spent burying corpses and learning how to defend himself. Up until the age of 15 he lived in the village, until one night, the svalbard army invaded. His father was killed, and his mother and sister both raped, repeatedly, before their throats were slit. He didn't even cry when they died. He had seen too much already. This was just another day of death. He found a traveling band of mercenaries after the battle and joined with them. He has been with them ever since.



Gaia Name:Gojira
RP Name:Gojira Garnet, son of Azure Garnet
Age:539
Allegiance(s) biggrin elva
Race:Dragon
Race Description:Black dragon usually found in mountainious regions.
Appearance:Gojira is a fearsome dragon that stands, when on all fours, 25 feet high. With his tail and neck added in, Gojira measures about 50 feet long. Black wings jut out from his back and resemble the wings of a bat. His wing span is 25 feet. Gojira's black scales are glossy in apperance and are smooth to the touch. The largest of his scales, on his mid torso, are about one to two feet in length. Gojira's eyes resemble that of a cats and his pupil is just as complex. His eyes are the size of dinner plates. His head is crocidilain in nature, with a much shorter snout. Ivory colored teeth jut down from his top jaw. His canines are about six inches in length and all of his teeth are serrated. Gojira's neck is five feet in length and has a black mane, much like a horses. The hair is black and always fall to one side. Gojira's stance resembles that of a large, predatory cat, like a lion or tiger. Gojira's tail is 30 feet long and ends in a point like an average lizards tail. His tail is usually held about a few inches above the ground. Gojira's underside is unscaled and is a yellowish tan color.Gojira's eyes are red and his claws are as black as his scales.
Abilities:Gojira can breath fire like all dragons. He also has the ability of flight at his disposal, if room allows it. Gojira can also use his tail like a deadly whip to send foes flying through the air, or to crack their bones. His scales are hard, which means clubs and weapons with no sharp edge are virtually useless. However, a good blow with a sword or spiked mace will damage him.
Weapon:His claws, teeth, and natural atributes are all that he has at his disposal. He uses them quite efficently and is not afraid to open his maw to let loose a stream of burning fire.
Personality/Traits:Gojira is a kind hearted creature whom would rather solve problems through conversation than battle. His father was a great dragon whom helped many travelers and rarely had to do battle. Gojira wishes to be just like his father. Being peaceful is his goal but he is not afraid to let loose his fury. If he finds a foe to be too stubborn, or the life of an friend is in danger, he will take action faster than you can blink.
Background:Gojira's father was killed long ago, during one of the last wars. His father, as previously stated, was slightly famous. He was one of the few peaceful dragons. His father, Azure, helped many people seek shelter from the war and allowed them to live peaceful lives in the otherwise uninhabitable mountains. Azure was killed attempting to help a mother and her young child escape. Gojira was still young when his father died, but he quickly picked up where his father left off. With the new war, Gojira has sliently pledged his alligence to Delva, though no one knows it. He is currently seeking aid in battling the forces that threatin the land of peace. (Side note: Gojira has a brother that he never speaks of....)



Gaia Name: Gojira
RP Name: Carsith Garnet
Age: 325
Allegiance(s): Svalbard
Race: Red Dragon
Race Description:Fericious tall red scaled dragon. They are known for their temper and large hoards of gold
Appearance: Carsith is larger than his sibling, as well as older. Generally, thy are the same in apperance when it comes to the basics. Same size scales and general appearence. However, Carsith lacks the mane that Gojira has. His neck, instead, has small six inch spikes each seperated by two to three inches of scale. They run in a straight line down his neck. Carsith measures 75 feet long from snout to tail. His wing span in thirity five feet and his height, when on all fours, is thirty three feet. His scales a blood red in color and his eyes are blue.
Abilities: Carsith has all of the abilites of his brother, and then some. Like all dragons, he has large claws, vicious teeth, a whip-like tail, and his sheer body weight with flight. However, he has uncanny fire magic. He can cause fire to spout from the ground and form fireballs around himself. This does, however, require some concentration.
Weapon: His claws, teeth, body weight, fire breath, and fire magic.
Personality/Traits: Carsith is a vicious and evil monster. He despises the race of man and wishes to bring about its downfall. He tourtures his human prey with great pleasure. If he encounters a non human creature, he will not slay it unless it posses as a threat to himsel. He cares little for his younger brother.
Background: Carsith was once peaceful, like his brother and father. However, once his father was slain, he drasticly changed. He begain to despise the human race and sought to destroy all of them. His brother attempted to stop him from destroying a village. Carsith and Gojira fought viciously and the larger of the two won. Feeling slight sympahty for his nearly dead brother, Carsith told him that if he ever interfiered again, Carsith would not spare his life. He left Gojira with the scar that he has today. Carsith has caught wind of the war and is intrigued. The evil and vicious tatics of Svalbard please him greatly. He is considering joining their forces to put a major dent in the human population.



Gaia Name: ReViVeD
RP Name: Victoria Valentic VanVilet
Age: Appears to be around the age of 21, but is far over one-hundred years old.
Allegiance(s)(Svalbard/Delva/Neutral): Delva, although, she could easily be persuaded over...
Race: Vampire
Race Description: Should be self-explanatory, but just in case someone would not know what a vampire is...a vampire is a creature that is damned for eternity. They feed off the blood of the living and stalk the streets in the darkest hours of the night.
Appearance: User Image
Feeling mighty lazy.....i'm terribly sorry.
Abilities: Victoria has the usual abilities of a vampire, as in having perfect sight in the darkness, the ability to leap incredible distances, and charming a weak mind. But every vampire is usually given a unique ability. Victoria's is the ability to change her form to mist, just so long as she is enshrouded in fog. A large pendant with an obsidian colored stone, called a 'Time-Bewitching' stone, in it hangs from her neck ( not seen in picture ); it grants her the power to be out in daylight.
Weapon: ( See picture ) A large glaive-type weapon with a dark blue ribbon tied to the end of the massive handle.
Personality/Traits: If one word could describe Victoria, it'd be seducing. She is usually ill-mannered and can be easily angered. But at times, she can be quite nice and sweet-at-heart.
Background: Not much is known of Victoria's history. She's not vampire by blood, but by receiving the Kiss of Nobility. She lived with the Count who took her human life for years to grow on until he was killed by one who went by the name 'Lenard'. He had told Victoria he was sent by someone from Svalbard before she ruthlessly 'cleansed him from his sins' as she calls it when she feeds off of someone.





Taking a deep breath, her eyes still closed, the cloaked warrior pulled back her hair. The deep dark brown locks were swiftly slicked back against her head and knotted tightly at the back, the long strands still touching her shoulders. Velvet green eyes peered open and scanned the tent.
"What now?" she commanded, barely glancing at the officer at the entrance to her right. The tent was anything but small, yet it wasn't lavishly downed with drapes or armour. A bed lay on one corner, a smal chair and table by the door.
There she sat, Kavelle Theran, Ruler of Svalbard. In her armour of crimson, bright red and black she looked as a figure of power, her eyes icy and cold. The soldier traightened himself and approached his Generaland commander caustiously.
"We have receieved word that our third batallion has been turned back." The young man, maybe 25, still had a few years on Kavelle though he would never say it. With a most stern look on her face, Kavelle faced the man and stood. Her eyes were barly level with his chin.
"I don't believe I need to tell you that delivery of 'displeasing' news unsettles me." She didn't look up, but stared at his chin.
"You do not General." A grin crossed Kavelle's face, a sinister grin that would send a shiver down the spine of the bravest men.
"Good. Good." Turning from him Kavelle paced back to the bed and sheathed the blade at her side. "Has she come yet?" she asked, eyes looking around the small tent. Something is missing....
"I will inform you of her arrival General."
"No," Kavelle turned to face him, the blade in her hand before the young man even heard it leave it's sheath. "You will bring her to me immediatly. I need no announcement, just bring her to me." Her eyes searched his. There is fear there....good. "Understood?" Making eye contact for just a moment and the turning his gaze back to the cloth behind he the young man nodded.
"Very well General." Nodding is way out Kavelle found herself once again alone. She sheathed the blade and removed the sheath from her side, the belt laying silently upon the fur strewn about the bed.
"A new Day father." Kavelle spoke to the blade. "A new day of 'Peace'."

Dapper Lunatic

The sound of brief conversation between the general and someone who had a small and childish,yet serious voice.And soon enough,the tent flap was pushed aside as a small,barefoot figure stepped into the tent and stood before Kavelle,lowering her horned head in a small bow of half-hearted respect.The child was clad in a thin yet durable leather armor,black with white symbols along the neck part and the bottom.Oval-shaped plates covered her front,back,and the sides of her legs.She also wore strange pants that were overly baggy and were somehow made to puff out instead of drag.The child did not appear to have any sort of weapons on her.

Wearing a smirk that looked plastered on her face,she looked up at Kavelle through cloudy,pupil-less violet eyes and nodded.

"You are Kavelle I presume...Allow me to introduce myself my lady,I am Nilia Ratini,a Ram from the Northern reaches of this continent...I have been summoned here by you I suppose.So please...do tell me what my job is,and let's not forget the dicussion of money...."

Her smirk widened,showing her attachment and greed towards money.She appeared much too young to even leave home,and the only real weight on her came from her horns,leaving the rest of her body skinny and light.
Kavelle grinned at the appearence of the ....ram before her.
"You reputation has reached far." she began, hands falling behind her back as Kavelle paced the room. She did not offer Nilia a seat.
"My....job for you shouldn't bea most difficult task. As of now I have enemies-many enemies." Kavelle took a deep breath. Far too many for a time like this. A time for renewal. "I'll save you the speach. There are a group of rebels. I'd say take care of them, but that can leave room for error. I want you to kill them." Kavelles words were cold and empty. But somehow her face filled the void with a serene expression. Simplistic serenity, sick, sadistic serenity.
"I'm not too sure how large the resitance is as of now. I know almost nothing about them-other then the fact they are a pain in the a** and I want that pain alleviated." Turning away from Nilia Kavelle glanced at the emblem on the wall. Your dream will be realizzed. Simple wait and all will come. Patience is a gift. "Name your price." She said cooly turning back to the ram child.

Dapper Lunatic

Nilia's cloudy eyes did not follow Kavelle in her constant motion,she kept her gaze directed dead ahead and did not say anything until Kavelle had finished speaking.

"My reputation eh...Heh...I am called for many jobs because I am young and small and not easily spotted or analyzed...I have speed and stealth,which most jobs require,instead of brute strength."

She thought to herself for a moment then replied to Kavelle.

"Rebels eh...?No problem whatsoever...this will be an easy job,though might take a while.I am estimating there will be quite a few of those rebels,so I am charging 500 gold pieces,fair enough neh?"She asked,tilting her head to the right slightly,the many rings that adorned her long floppy ears jingling whenever she made the slightest move.

"Oh and...One extra thing I desire...The safety of my homeland,you are not to touch the northern areas in which us Rams inhabit...Agreed?"
Kavelle grinned.
"I will give you 1000 gold pieces and quarantee the safety of your territories." Kavelle walked over to a small chest at the foot of the makeshift bed. Opening it the chest was filled with dozens of small sacks.
Pulling out two she checked the weight and tossed them to Nilia.
"One condition-I accompany you most of the way." Kavelle had a plan, a vision, and she certainly was going to be there when she crushed her enemies plots and schemes. "For a while you will be in my service-openly. There is a border city, Vargas. It's a few miles north of Delva. That is where I'm having the most-resistance. We will travel together, openly. Once we arrive in Vargas you will assume the position as senior advisor and quartermaster." A grin cross Kavelle's face.
"You won't be undertaking these duties-but I will be providing you with information on them. A short while later I will begin the 'clensing' of Vargas. Those loyal are left alive, those that arn't will die painfully and publicly. At that time you will turn your services to the resistance. I'm sure then they will be glad to accept your information." A young boy entered the tent and placed a small platter on the table. Cheese, fruit and meat lined with bread. It looked more apetizing then the rations Kavelle was used to.
Turning from Nilia Kavelle kneeled to the boy, her must have been about 8 years old. "Go ahead. Take some." she said with a grin. The boy happily ate, and Kavelle tossed the hair on his head. He grinned wildly at Kavelle and grabbed a handful, scurrying from the tent.
"Hmm, kids." Picking up a piece of cheese she smelt it before popping the small square into her mouth. "The perfect assassins." Kavelle turned to Nilia. "Why waste time, money and loyalty on having a food taster. Children are always hungry." A laugh erupted past her lips. Kavelle's expression still intimidating.
"The rest will be discussed when we come to it. But basicaly I want you to infiltrate, earn their trust, and slaughter them." The words lightly left her lips, sliding off the tongue. Seemingly casual conversation for the General.
Kavelle picked up the tray and held it to Nilia.
"Hungry?"

Dapper Lunatic

At first she was shocked,but soon her greed took over and she did not raise any sort of discussion over the raise of profit.

Once the money had been thrown to her,she quickly picked them up and placed both bags into the side pockets of her pants,lowering her head in a deeper bow than before."Thank you madam...it is an honor to be of service to you...heh heh..."

Nilia was not too keen on traveling with someone else,for the sole reaosn that she was a heavy loner,but the sound of the money clattering in the sack drowned away her worries,and she soon found herself not caring about the matter."Very well..."She said once Kavelle had finished telling her the layout of the plan.

Clasping her hands together and holding them behind her head,she gave her long furry tail a flick and curled it at her side,then followed Kavelle's gaze to the little boy who had brought her food.She watched him as he left,then turned to look back up at Kavelle when she offered her food.

"No thank you ma'am...Im quite fine." she said,shaking her head.
"Very well." Kavelle popped a small piece of fruit in her mouth and lowered the tray.
"We don't leave for a few days. I have some things I need to tend to-but until then you have a tent of your own not far from here. Should you need anything ask and it will be provided." A smirk crossed her face a Kavelle turned back to Nilia. "Withing reason of course."
Moving back to the bed, Kavelle replaced her sword at her side.
"Anything else? Or shall I show you your new home for the next while?" The way Kavelle spoke shrouded the command into a question, though the underlining calm collective leader still held complete control over the situation.

Dapper Lunatic

Her eyes became sleepy and blank as she stared at her immensely thick braceletts for a few moments,running the tips of her fingers over them.

"Yes...one question....What exactly is your goal,Kavelle?What are you hoping to achieve in destroying a petty rebel group?And why are they rebelling in the first place?You clearly must have done something that they do not see as a good thing...do tell."

She turned her body to face Kavelle and arched a brow,eagerly awaiting her response.

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