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Name: "Stonewall" (Real will eventually be revealed)
Race: Debatable, although he is more human than anything he does age slowly hinting at blood from a magical being.
Age: 64
Faction: Slayer's Alliance
Sex: Male
Appearance: He used to wear the armor of the Republic, but after the falling out he changed his garb. Now he can normally be seen wearing light armor and black clothing. His hair isn't too long, but there are times it becomes evident that he doesn't cut it often. His eyes seem to glow red at times, but most never get close enough to tell.
Home Town: Unknown
Rank: Doesn't have a title.
Experience Points 1 Warrior: 330
Experience Points 2 Magical being: 0 (And doesn't intend to use it much)
Weapon: The Demon's Blade: (75 PN 1 hand) A weapon said to have belonged to a demon lord. Although powerful and durable it is light weight and can be swung with one hand.
Vampiric dagger sad 75 PN 1 hand) Weapon said to drain the victim's life.
Specialized Attacks: Wrath of the Demon Lord (60 PN Element: Fire) the sword he carries seems to engulf itself with dark energy before bursting into flame.
Dagger throw: (55 PN Element:None) Throws the dagger at the enemy's chest in the hopes of stabbing them.
Bio:Long ago he went to the same academy as Kaki Pan. He had been there before Kaki and long before he should have been accepted, but it was either that or allow a boy to wander alone. Eventually the day came when Kaki came and was accepted. Even as they first met a rivalry managed to sprout as well as a friendship. Both of them were at the top of their class and never could quite surpass the other. When they graduated both took the same path.

He was a great soldier for the Republic. Powerful, intelligent, and resourceful, he had every tool needed for a great general. The Republic took Kaki, but in truth he had no resentment for the choice. Still a short time after that, he left the army. Fearing that he might be defecting or plotting the murder of the Senate, some of the Republic made the order that he was a traitor to be killed on spot.

Regret and sorrow slowly filled him every time he had to cut down another ally and old friend. Eventually he made his escape and was about to go back into exile when he found Kaki Pan wandering about. Knowing that this moment would come sooner or later, he fought his rival once more and narrowly lost.

He had been spared, but all reports state that he had died shortly after the fight. Although rumors had been circulating about his appearance no one truly believes them considering how many years had past.
Other: Although there is some hostility between him and Kaki, in the end he still looks to him as an ally.
It is said he has a brother and that also contributed to tales of his defection. Next time he and Kaki meet he may tell him who if questioned.
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Imperial Forces

Name: K. Draculea
Race: Unknown, demon-like with the appearance of a human.
Age: Also unknown, appearance indicates about 30, but he talks about times over 200 years ago.
Faction: Empire
Sex: Male
Appearance: His colors seem focused on black and some red. He wears what seems like a black knights armor modified to enable better movement. His eyes seem to burn with rage at all times and devoid of every emotion except hate and rage (only certain people can get him calmed down)
Home Town: Has camped near Derum. Actual place of birth unknown.
Rank: Grand Champion of Imperial forces
Experience: Warrior: 400 (Why? Because he is usually the only person in the Empire)
Weapon: Halberd of a Champion [2 hand] (90 PN)[takes a lot out of him over time], Great Sword [2 Hand}(75 PN), armored hands [Close Quarters] (60 PN). Demonic Armor (125) enough blows can break it.
Specialized Attacks:
Champion's Wrath- With his anger he becomes slightly more powerful. (70 PN)
Brute Strength- Unleashes a brutal attack on any warrior that does not match his strength. (60 PN)
Bio: Not much is known. He is stated to be the adopted son of the former leader of the Imperial forces, but is in no way loyal to anyone but himself. He has thought of defection once, but after receiving more things of monetary value and the promise of a decent challenge he remained a part of the army.
So far none have matched him and he doesn't believe that anyone will. He ascended ranks quicker than anyone else. He has been said to strike fear in even the greatest and most veteran of warriors.
His name is not his own rather coming from his cruelty to others. He was compared to a legendary villain and he decided to adopt that person's last name as his own.
Other: Loyal only to himself. He will engage in an honorable battle (one on one duel if you accept the challenge), but don't expect it to be easy. Beat him in a fight to gain respect or wrath.

Name: Zan
Race: Human, but has a reputation of being a demon.
Age: 27
Faction: Imperial Forces
Sex: Male
Appearance: A brilliant cape hangs from the back of his battle robe/light armor combination. His eyes seem determined, but do not reflect a completely heartless individual. His clothing makes him seem like a gentleman, but his weapon shows that he is a warrior.
Home Town: Stationed in Durem
Rank: Draculea's Lieutenant
Experience Points 1 Warrior: 250
Weapon: The Noble Warrior's Spear [2 hand] (70 PN)
Specialized Attacks: Ambush: Zan almost seems to disappear either by scenery or dust cloud. He will them single out an opponent to attack. (55 PN) This is used when out numbered.
Noble Challenge: Not truly an attack. This is before a battle in which he will challenge an enemy to a duel (one-on-one). It is up to the other person as to whether they accept or not.
Finishing Thrust: a single thrust aimed at the heart. (50)
Bio: The only friend that Draculea possesses. He views him as a lord more so than he sees the Empress. For this reason, he is often looked upon with suspicion. Still he proves his worth on the battlefield and off of it which has gained him favor.
In a previous battle he along with a couple others were noted for destroying an entire army with a series of ambushes. For this, he is regarded as a demon among most people due to his level of skill. Still those who have faced him know that he always shows respect to those who deserve or have earned it.
Other: He can be recruited, but Draculea must be vanquished before hand.

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Freelance fighters looking for hire
Name: Grandier
Race: Human- Mercenary
Age: 22
Faction: Looking
Sex: Male
Appearance: Odd for someone with his name to look like someone from Medieval England. No heavy armor just a mere hunters jacket, buckled boots, leather pants, and heavy gloves. He stands above average height, but is only about 6'5." His hair is long and black due to lack of cutting.
Home Town: Can be seen near Barton, hard to tell
Rank: Young leader of the Grandier Mercenaries
Experience Points 1 250
Weapon: A sword made similar to ones from ancient lands. Used for speed rather than pure offense. [1 hand](65)
Specialized Attacks:
Grand Finale- His signature move. (55 PN)
Bio: Not really evil, but viewed as so by some. A fighter who sells his skills out to those who offer him what he wants. Oddly enough, that is more of a challenge than actual monetary wealth.
He has humble beginnings coming from a relatively poor family. He learned that fighting was truly one of the only things he was good at and began his current occupation. Even he does not know where his name came from.
Other: A bit young and stubborn, but he had been trained by a master.

Name: Lyk (Pronounced similar to Like)
Race: Rumored to be one of the only lycans of the New World.
Age: About 21
Faction: None, currently
Sex: Male
Appearance: He appears pretty plain by most people's standards. He is usually seen wearing a basic tunic and the pants of a peasant. His black hair is longer than most people's since he refuses to cut it and tends to fall in front of his face despite his attempt to keep it back. His eyes are deep blue and hint at a more hostile nature. If one looks closely they will catch that even his human form seems to possess fangs making some think he is vampiric.
Home Town: Can be seen around Barton, but if asked he usually says away from people.
Rank: None
Experience Points 1 Warrior: 0
Experience Points 2 Magical being: 350, but he rarely attacks with it.
Weapon: Oddly enough he usually carries around an odd guitar similar to the Japanese shamisen, but at the same time seeming more of this places instruments. (being magical it does about 75 PN on its own)
Specialized Attacks: Elegy: (70 PN, but he rarely goes this serious.) A song that is meant to mourn the dead. For some reason it seems the notes of the song itself slowly drain the energy of the victim. For some reason he allows armor to weaken it.
Full Moon: (Race Transformation.) Being one of a special breed he can only show his true side in the light of a full moon. Although it gives him incredible physical strength he loses his mental capacity (Trades his two exp values for one another.) He has no special attacks, but his claws allow him to attack with the same amount of PN as he would if he did have. (he gains a block of 100 as well as keeping his original attack.)
Bio: At a young age he learned that he could not live with others like most could. Even then he always had to fear that sooner or later he wouldn't be able to control himself and he would end up destroying someone close to him. For this reason he decided to live in solitude although this proved impossible as he would always be found out for what he truly was.
Still despite his hardships he learned that he did possess some skills that people began to like him for. He had a gift for many forms of music especially the stringed instruments. It didn't completely make people forget who or what he was, but for a while he could go around a new place and see smiling faces until they discovered what he was. Also the fact that he could grow thicker nails made it easier since he didn't need a wooden pick.
To him this was life. One moment of bliss while the next he was being ran off. Well not all were that bad, he had met some who were fascinated by him. One being the man who would become his friend Grandier who gave him the name Lyk using a pun of both what he was and what he thought of his music. He really can't remember what his real name was considering he didn't remember much of his family only that he always ended up in a new place every month.
Now he can usually be found in Barton playing a song for the people. For now none of them know what he is, but when he disappears during the month he plans on simply continuing his journey.
Other: His worse fear is the idea that someone could force his body into changing. Despite Grandier assuring that it is impossible feat he can not shake the fear. Still usually he will simply appear to be nearly emotionless.
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Gambino's Training Fields

Name: Lloyd Belziel
Race: Human
Age: 71 (although time has been somewhat hard on him)
Faction: None, but does Gambino's training
Sex: Male
Appearance: His hair is long and gray. It doesn't seem to have been cut for a while. His facial hair seems well trimmed with a more noble appearance (thin mustache and only a thin beard in the middle of the chin.) His articles of clothing are tanned leather probably made by himself. Most think he is a hunter.
Home Town: Lives in the Wilderness, but since employed he stays around Gambino
Rank: The Trainer at Gambino. He has gained money and seems to be at a moderate social class, but still doesn't act it.
Experience Points 1 500 (lowered due to age and injuries)
Weapon: He has a modified Doppelhänder, [shortened for one hand use] (100 PN!), A Chinese Jian [One hand] (95 PN), Arming Sword Waster (wooden) [one hand] (50 PN {Not for Killing}) and Hunter's Bow (80)
Specialized Attacks: Knows Many, but tends to avoid using them unless in danger.
True Mastery- His Doppelhander (usually two handed) catches fire for a true finisher (60 + Fire element)
Trainers attack- Although wooden the Waster can be as lethal as its metal counterpart. (55 PN)
Bio: A once great soldier. His family has fought alongside some of the greatest men and women to ever live. Once the battles ended he went into exile into the wilderness. After about 30 years he eventually went back to the cities and decided to train others. It was one way to make sure someone could use his skills like his ancestors did.
Other: Has a son, but that son is one who has become corrupted and mislead. He hasn't seen him for many years, but assumes that he never changed his ways. He trained Grandier, but still sees the young man as far too overconfident.