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 Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 6:47 pm
Please keep in mind that this is OOC! Your character will not know this information, unless you and the other player have agreed that your character would know it.
That being said, feel free to write all about your character here! Or you can be all mysterious and don't. ^_^
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 6:57 pm
ninja Supeddo TofaCharacter name : Demetri Myrdinaar
Age : 350
Race : Angelic Elf
Bio : Demetri's father died when he was young, forcing him to live on his own. Taking the swords that him and his father crafted, he headed out to the wilderness to live. Meeting up with a small group of mercenaries changed his lifestyle. They taught him to live by his sword, for that is the only law that governs mercenaries. That's not the only thing though. They taught him how to fight, how to make the best out of nothing, and what good friends are made of. After losing contact with that group, he became a solo mercenary, wandering and doing jobs that most would need full groups for. Doing that for about a century, he then retires his blades, coming to rest in a forest. In this forest is where he met Nunia, Pi, and several other good friends. Unfortunate turns of events forced him to draw his sword once again, this time to protect his friends.
Appearance : Demetri stands at about 6 feet tall, his medium-long silver hair barely covering his eyes. A slim build and semi-muscular figure, he wears an elegantly decorated breastplate, a cloak clasped to the right shoulder, along with several other pieces of armor concealing vital points on his body. His armor is tough, yet allows him to move freely. It has yet to have a sword pierce it.
The history of Demetri's swords : Having acquired the blood of an extremely powerful demon, Demetri's father took the blood, along with his own life and forged the twin blades for his son. His father was one of the best elven blacksmiths, so these blades were one of the most exquisite blades ever crafted. The blades "feed" off of demonic blood. If they don't feed enough, they drive the weilder insane. When the time comes for the blades to feed, if they can manage to find some roaming 'taint', they can feed off that as well. Seemingly, for now they have been tamed.
Skills known of : Flash sword. Chakra gates.
((Dem needs editing... Actually, he could use an overhaul.))
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Name : Alphonse Myrdinaar
Age : 350
Race : Elf.
Little Bio : Alphonse and Demetri were separated from birth. Their mother felt it nessecary to split them, so there was no contest of power. Their mother though, was a very skilled sword wielder, teaching Alphonse how to defend himself with one ever since he could hold a stick. Not long after hearing that the child's father had died, their mother dies not long after from grief. Alphonse vowed at that time, that he would find his brother, no matter where he may be and defeat him, in order to avenge their mother's death. From that day forward, he took his mother's claymore and trained with it constantly, becoming stronger by the day. His power could quite possibly rival Demetri's.
Appearance : Pretty much the same as Demetri.
Known Skills : Phantom image, abnormal swinging strength when swinging his blade off a solid object that impedes movement of his weapon.
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Name : Ariana Tinuviel
Age : Unknown
Sex : Female
Race : Angelic
Bio : To be created.
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[AntiProphet] Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 7:29 pm
((I've managed to confuse my Derek trying to explain Nunia's stories so I think if we decide to clean up the guild and possibly restart, I will try to clean up Nunia's and Vesna's stories, though it may be harder than I think due to all of our history.. I believe the other of my girls futile.))Name before Pi/Forest: Lirimaer en HeruName After: Nunia Draug Age: Around 100, looks to be 18Race: Elf/Daywalker/Shape shifter Appearance: Nunia has long, choppy red hair. She also has blue eyes(though they can change) and stands, in humanoid form, at about five foot, five inches. She wears the long sleeves to hid her feral arm, most of her clothes dark blue to make her hair stand out more. And depending which role play you're in, she has stripes like a tiger that help her fade into the shadows.Powers: Has a werewolf personality, shape shifts, control over plants, small psychic abilities, hides in shadows Weapon: None of her own at the moment; Nail-clawsBio: Being raised by the vampire that killed her mother, Lirimaer convinced the townspeople to kill him and destroy his house.(75 years old) After this, she ran away to be 'raised' by a pack of wolves.(About 99 years old) Roaming through the forest she met Demetri Nimwirti and Kira and received the name Nunia, taking the last name of Draug to reflect her time with the wolves.
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Name: Vesna Horst
Age: 18
Race: Cambion (Half Human/ Half Succubus)
Appearance: Vesna is quite petite with pink hair and eyes. She wears black clothes to protect her skin from the sun, wearing the netting to protect her skin from human touch.
Powers: Vesna is able to control most shadows, using them to travel and hide things. She is also a very strong telepath.
Weapon: Dual sabers (Think Riddick or Bors from King Arthur)
Bio: As a cambion, she was stillborn, so her mother threw her out. Waking up years later, someone found her and put her into foster care. Since then, she has been bounced around through families and somehow she ended up going to KaiSeki.
Name: Naygan Yohanays
Age: 16
Race: Elemental (Wind/Water)
Appearance: Naygan is short and petite and has blue eyes. Her hair is short as her wind powers blow it about. Clothes-wise, she'll wear just about anything.
Powers: Being an elemental of wind and water, she has control over the two elements respectfully.
Weapon: Naygan uses her elements as her weapons. Sometimes she can use water as a whip or combine them to create things out of ice.
Bio: No one really knows where Naygan came from, not even Naygan. One day she just appeared in the world and was eventually led to KaiSeki.
Name: Tongju Seongyat
Age: 18
Race: Halfling
Appearance: Tongju is extremely short being a halfling. She has blonde hair and brown eyes. She usually wears cheongsams.
Powers: Tongju has fire powers.
Bio: She was raised by martial artist, being an orphan. Roaming as a roaming master does, she met up with Magnus and took to his evil ways. She thinks of him as a brother.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 10:02 pm
Name:Loco Age: ??? sex:male Race:mixed Elf/Kitsune/dragon Bio: Kicked out of his home vilage for a April fools joke were he froze the vilage elder in his bathtub tries to do what is right but sometimes gets it all wroung if he thinks there something he can do to help he is there trying his best a bit to trusting for his own good use to look like this 
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 10:20 pm
Name: Pi (that's just a nickname, i has gots to find that character sheet sweatdrop )
Age: unrevealed
Race: 1/2 Drow (dark elf) 1/2 Moon Elf
Appearance: Greyish Skin, long silvery white hair, silver eyes, usually sullen to solemn expression. About 5'6", weighs about 145, slim yet athletic.
Powers: Archane Sorceress.
Weapons: If she must use one, a quarterstaff or bo. In dire need, she is a passable archer.
Past:To understand Pi's past, you must first understand that this plane of existance is not her original one. She planeshifted here to escape those who would kill her. You see, the Drow, who live deep underground, hate all surface dwelling elves and vice versa. Now you will understand Pi's jumpiness around others.
There was a group of Drow warriors on a surface raid one night long ago. They had spotted a group of Moon Elves in a wooded area near a cave that leads to the Underdark (common name for the cave & tunnel systems they call home). As you can guess, the raiders couldn't resist such a target.
One Drow took a particular liking to one of the female Moon elves. She became his personal slave. Sometime later, she bore his child, a little girl.
She always knew she was different. All the others shunned her, taunted her, and talked about her behind her back. As she got older everything got worse, until one day it got bad enough to threaten her life. This is when all the Drow found out she was a different sort of magic user. Until then only the nobles and priestesses could use any magic. This child was a Sorceress. She had no need for the Dark goddesses gifts, like the priestesses did, nor did she need the school where aspiring wizards attended. She had the Knowledge. It was a good thing too, because she was banned from the Underdark for nearly killing the 12 that had abused her so. Her mother, whom she rarely saw during this time, told her to go to the Moon Elves at the surface. So she did.
The Moon Elves were at least kind enough to hear her story out and give her some provisions, but they told her she could not stay. She went on her way.
Soon she was chased by both the Drow and Moon Elves. They were out for her blood. She decided to go where they (hopefully) could not follow. Pi planeshifted to this reality, where she hopes for a better life.
-fin (for now)-
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Name: Korruaque Auvreaanea (meaning black star lost blood of the night)
Age: 128
Race: 1/4 Drow, 3/4 Moon Elf
Appearance: 5'3" grey skin, silver flecked dark sapphire eyes, midlength silvery white hair, athleticly toned body. usually wearing dark leather armor with a dark grey top, navy pants, black calf length softboots, and a navy cloak with Firaer's Holy Symbol embroidered on the front left breast. The symbol is a beautiful Half Drow, Half Moon Elf female (Pi *points up*) with her arms stretched out in welcome, with a cresent moon behind her.
Powers: Clerical Warrior Apprentice-
History: Born on the surface among Eilistraee's blessed, this young one never knew the Underdark directly, but heard many a tale about it. He was never quite comfortable around the full blooded Drow, nor the full blooded Moon Elves. Through the Masked Lady, he learned of a newer goddess called Firaer, one who cares for the mixbloods. He entered her service almost immediately, and has vowed to become the first and best full Clerical Warrior (aka Kerareatril (Spell Song Dancer) to the others of the faith.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 1:56 pm
Name: Kira Nightshade Age: 220 Sex: Female Race: Elf Bio: Been living in the woods her whole life. Never left the forest. Kira can shapeshifte, a gift given to her by the Great One. She roams through the forest and does as she pleases, but is very kind to everyone. Appearance: 
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 10:38 pm
Lymeric has left Gaia. Okay, I'm new to RPGing, so please be forgiving. Name: Lymeric Morningstar Age: Somewhere around 80 years old, but her youthfulness is deceiving Race: Fire Elf Weapon: Double short swords Strengths: Fire-proof, able to control fire once it's created, tracking, martial arts, and freakish agility Weaknesses:Can't stand cold temperatures. Claustrophobic. While she is stronger than most women, a strong man may overpower her in battle. Appearance: Tall, handsome, beautiful, and strong. Purple eyes and fiery red-blonde mixed hair down to the waist, almost always pulled back out of her face. Her skin is fair. She wears rough, woven peasant's clothing. She has a mysterious tattoo on her right upper arm that she feels may lead her to discover where she came from. Bio: She was found in a field as a baby by a young peasant woman who lived in a cottage just outside the edge of a deep forest. The peasant raised Lymeric as her own child, but the young fire-elf aged much slower than humans. When Lymeric reached her "teenage" years, the woman was frail and old. Growing up, Lymeric always thought upon her people and wondered if there were any left. The peasant woman told her that there have been no fire-elves in those parts for at least three hundred years. One day, while Lymeric was out hunting, a band of soldiers came to the cottage where they lived. The soldiers took their pigs (their main food source to get them through the winter), and when the old woman tried to stop them, she was killed. Lymeric came back as soon as she saw the smoke rising from the direction of the cottage. She returned to find her home completely burned down and the only family she had lying murdered in the yard. Unfortunately for the soldiers, they were still around. In a rage, Lymeric ran up to the nearest soldier and ran him through with her hunting knife. Two other soldiers ran towards her, and she fought hard. But her fighting skills were not very developed so they overtook her. They pinned her to the ground and started to tie her up. As soon as they tied the first knot, a small group of about five masked men came bursting out of the forest. They killed the soldiers and set Lymeric free. The leader, Sage, unmasked himself and smiled at Lymeric. He was handsome and impressed with Lymeric's fire. He asked Lymeric to join their rebel group and ride around defending the helpless from the tyranny of the king. She agreed. They all buried the old peasant woman and left. Though Lymeric would never talk about it, she would always mourn her mother. Over the next few years, Lymeric lived with the rebels in a large secret camp deep in the forest, training in the skills of fighting. Sage took her under his wing as his trainee, and in return she fell in love with him. But her love was not mutual. The big day for the rebels had arrived. Sage had an insider at the castle who agreed to help. In the night they sneaked into the castle through a secret passage. They were met by their insider, who turned out to be the king's own daughter. When Sage reached her, they kissed. They were lovers. Lymeric saw and suddenly the mission of her life fell to the wayside. Her mind became foggy and unclear. The seige on the castle went on. The king was assassinated, but escape was impossible. They were all surrounded. Every one of the rebels was killed except for Lymeric, Sage, and the princess. They made their way to the castle roof. They looked out over the side and down at the ocean waves crashing a thousand feet below. The guards caught up and had them cornered. Sage and the princess held on to each other, ready for the end. The guards killed the princess and started at Sage. Lymeric fought the guard off, but due to the princess' death, Sage didn't have the will to live any more. Lymeric beckoned for him to jump with her, but he just looked at her. The guards killed him. Lymeric jumped to the ocean and was gone. She woke up much later, in the sunlight, her body aching. Her mission was done and everyone she ever loved was dead. "Where to now?" she thought. With not a single posession to her name, she began walking away from the castle.
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