Player Name: bra_nutty
Character Name: Mistress Lirrell Cothcourt
Age: 23
Race: Human
Physical Description: mousey young woman, small, with grey eyes set in an oval face. She has curly hair that is rarely tame and a slightly foreign accent. She typically wears double layer dresses and carries a small pouch with her. She usually keeps a cloak with her as well.
Personality: Quiet, shy, would do anything for those she considers friends, innocent, curious
Extra: Lirrell, as a child, grew up in a rich family. Her father moved away to become the mayor of the Escrew Village. Her mother managed the estates. Lirrell, at some point, had siblings, but she was shunned for being different and for speaking with ghosts who "weren't there." Finally, fed up, her mother sent her to live with her father. Her father wanted to see a house built for her. By this time, he was old and ill. She was a teen. The town saw her love for the spirits and shunned her. As a cruel joke, they pointed out a piece of land she could use that was actually left untended because the ghosts there had been known to kill. To the astonishment of the town, she befriended the ghosts, and started building her house there. When Kaelis and his mother, two unicorns were attacked on her land, she ended up killing the attackers and dragging their bodies out in front of the town. In a mad rage, she left them for the town folk to deal with. Since then, there has been a silent war between the villagers, backed by Barron, and Lirrel. Since then, many beasts have taken refuge on Lirrel's property. While she is a powerful witch, she rarely uses her magic for anything more than healing or the occassional show-off maneuver. When her friends are injured or threatened is about the only time she will use her power otherwise. Typically, this drives her into a period of madness where she often does physical harm to herself, either by starvation and dehydration or other means... she becomes wild and loses all rational thought. She has little care for her own well-being and would likely not use her power to save her own life. Her father died when she was almost 20 and she was left to her own devices in the town. The town would not confront her directly, since they are too afraid of her. Barron, in the past, has sent people to "deal with her" though, in all attempts, they have failed and succumbed to Lirrell's undying devotion to her friends. She occassionally goes to the trade city, and innocently walks through some of the worst parts of town, including a short cut she take right through the slave auction. Over all, she spends her time in her cabin, caring for her friends, and trying to find away around Barron's politics and evil ways.
Player Name:Shugorei Sama
Character Name: River Pheonix
Age: 19
Race: Demi-God Hybrid
Physical Description: A rather tempermental young woman, she has long redish hair, controled with a long fishtail braid; long overgrown bangs frame the sides of her face. her eyes are of a hazle color, possessing a spark of mischief. Her usual atire consists of the clothing she stole in the market place, they differ from day to day; depending on if she's lucky enough to catch something expensive or cheap. she carries nothing else with her, just a simple leather bag to keep stray items with her.
Personality: Arrogant, loud, occasionally charismatic, independant, rarely befriends others due to the thought that all humans are evil, deceptive creatures.
Extra: Generally, River is the offspring of Reo, the demi god of fire. Her mother, a farmer girl, was seduced by this God, who then as a result, bore a child from him. River lived a difficult life from then on. Her mother had gone mad and lost her mind during River's child hood, sudden accidents with fire would occure often; the young girl having an ability to manipulate the element of fire: inherited by her father. Not too long, her mother abandoned her in her early teen years, having to fend for herself because her biological father would not bother with her. She had no step-father, as no man would wed her mother; River believed that she drove any suiters away with her occasional accidents, like almost burning their home to the ground. Although, on her own, she refused to live with anyone but herself. She soon came to the plane fact that most humans in this world were cruel and heartless, so there was no point in befriending anyone. She supported herself as an accomplished theif at Rahon Bahooze; a busy market were a theif could take a pick now and again, and not get caught. Although to keep herself from drawing attention, she kept her ability to manipulate fire a secret. Figuring that if anyone knew about it, only trouble would be drawn her way. During the years, her father rarely spoke to her. But she prefered it this way; having no interest in the one who had brought her into this world and allowing her to live such a chaotic life. She was a person who lived day by day, she knew that soon her luck in theivery would soon run out, and she would get caught. It was something she would worry about when it would happen, and when it did, she would fight until she could no more. Never having been the type to give up on herself.
Player Name: Timmetrius
Character Name: Deathfyre
Age: 200
Race: Demon
Physical Description: His skin a dark red tone, with two long black horns coming out of his forehead. He has blue tattoos on his left shoulder and black tattoos on his right. His eyes are a bright yellow. Fairly muscular but is very short compared to others. Still considered a kid by his demon brethren, his wings have not fully developed, however, they are large enough for him to fly short distances. He is usually seen wearing a large black cloak to cover himself from others and the hood prevents his face from being seen. Usually has a staff with him as well as trinkets under his cloak for his magic.
Personality: Quick-tempered, loyal (to those who manage to befriend him), loner, mysterious, strong, soft-spoken
Extra: As a child, Deathfyre was always picked on because of his size. As a result of this, he usually spent his childhood on his own. When he became of age, he was kicked out of his home. His only companion is a wolf that he met on his travels. Even though Demons require blood, Deathfyre has never liked the idea of drinking someone else's blood.
Player Name: UnwingedAngel
Character Name: Melinda (last name unknown)
Age: 30's or close to. She doesnt know the date of her birth
Race: Human
Physical Description: A female of average height (about 5'6"
wink and is some what clumsy looking with more weight then is probably healthy. She has dirty (in the literal sense as well as descriptive) blondish hair that is about wasit long, but is usually pinned in bun and hidden inder her cap. She would probably be pretty, but you cant tell because of the smudges on her face. You can tell she's a hard worker that spends most of her time outside. She is dressed sloppily in clothes crudely sewen together from scraps that she had found or managed to buy cheaply at the market. She has a rather large shoulder bag that no one ever gets to see the inside of.
Personality: Hardworker, but only for herself; is willing to stick some one else's neck out on the line to save her own skin; sees the human race and those associated with it as liars and theives; trusts no one; tasteful and logical pack rat-knows what she needs or may need and saves it (in her bag of course).
Extra: Melinda knows very little of her past. She grew up poor to parents who cared little for her. They told her that she was not theirs and that it was not their obligation to look after her so she learned at a very young age to fend for herself. She had taught herslef the alphabet, yet was mostly illiterate. She learned math quickly because she had learned very quickly that money makes the world go 'round. She had left her "home" without a word and knew that her parents would only mourn the loss of a back to whip and an extra set of hands to put to work. She went as far as she could without dieing and stopped only when she ran out of food and water. From there, she managed to re-build a life for herself. She had her own one-room house that she built on her own and a small plot of land that she tilled year by year next to the house. She lived on the out skirts of the Escrew villiage and managed to keep to herself. She rarely bothered others and they dared not bother her. It was rumored that she had magical powers and put a curse on any one who had crossed her, yet this was untrue. She was mearly human.
I believe that's all of it. Let me know if I'm missing anything.
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