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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2018 7:04 pm
Gaia name:
VampSadriaMoore
Name:Sadria Moore
Age: Appears to be 19 but is over 300 years old
Sex: Female
Height:5'6" in "human" form; 12'0" in Dragon form
Weight: 160lbs in “Human” form
Race: Half Vampire Half Fire Dragon[
Appearance: “Human” form- Sadria stands at 5’6” with long silver hair caressing her pale white complexion. She has piercing crimson eyes with ruby red lips. The tip of her fangs caresses her bottom lip when she smiles. A long, flowing raven black dress caresses her slender, curvy body. The dress is low-cut in the front and the back, with a 5-foot trail following behind her. The sleeves of the dress start just below her shoulders and extends to her wrists, with a single piece of cloth wrapping around her middle fingers.
Dragon form – Sadria is a large Crimson red dragon with black wings. Her eyes remain crimson no matter what form she is in. She stands at 12 feet tall and is 60 feet from tip of her nose to the tip of her tail. She has a 150-foot wingspan and 2 horns jutting out of either side of her forehead.
Power(s): Can control Fire, Empathy, Telepathy, and Telekinesis.
Weapons:Hand-made twin katanas
Bio: Sadria was born from the forbidden love between a human, her mother, and a dragon, her father. Her mother, Aldina, delivered good between villages and her route would take her through the mountains. The mountains are where her father, Sebastian, lived and met Aldina. Aldina’s delivery cart broke down on one of her trips, which is where Sebastian introduced himself to her, repairing her cart and escorting her the rest of her route. Enjoying the company, Aldina asked Sebastian to escort her on all of her trips, where they learned more about each other, and came to love each other, even though Aldina still did not know Sebastian was a Dragon. When Aldina’s deliveries started to dwindle down to nothing, Sebastian swept her away to an abandoned castle, where they would live the rest of their days. It was at this castle that Sebastian revealed that he was a dragon, which only made Aldina fall in love even more. She understood the risks of being with him. After a few months of living in the castle, Aldina realized she was pregnant.
Aldina died during childbirth so Sebastian raised Sadria until his untimely demise. He taught her how to take care of herself, should anything ever happen to him. This was a lesson she would never forget. He also taught her how to manipulate fire, as he could. He also told her that she was half dragon, teaching her how to change between her forms. When Sadria turned 8, someone had found out about her and wished to rid the world of her. Sebastian did everything he could to protect her, even giving up his own life. His dying breath was for her to run and save herself. She did just that. She fended for herself, moving from town to town, teaching herself how to fight. Once she turned 19, she met a handsome Vampire that was passing through the town she was currently hiding within. She fell for his charms only to be betrayed by him. He turned her human half into a vampire, then left without a trace. She has been searching for a safe place until she found the Valley. She promised to protect those seeking refuge there.
Weakness(es): Sunlight, Water elements,
Other:She has a pet Demonic White Tiger named Kicha that she has had since she was little.
Appearance: Kicha stands at 5'6" when on all four legs. Her fur is pure white with jet black stripes. She has crystal blue eyes that make her look almost innocent.
Power(s):Telepathy, Shadow-walking
Weapons:Her own fangs and claws
Bio:Kicha was born to an ambush that was closely watched over by Sadria's father. When Kicha was old enough to be weaned from her mother, Sadria's father gave Kicha to Sadria as a birthday present. Kicha grew to love Sadria as they did everything together as they grew up. Sadria taught her how to speak telepathically, and would allow Kicha to sit in when Sadria's father was training Sadria. When Sadria's father passed away, Kicha knew that she must be the one to protect Sadria. Kicha traveled the world with Sadria, protecting her from everything she could protect her from, and whisking her away to a new place when needed.
When Sadria found the Valley, Kicha knew that she was not going to be needed as much as usual. Kicha learned how to shadow-walk, so that she could continue to roam the earth in stealth. This also allowed her to easily return to Sadria or Kicha's ambush when she was needed. No matter how far away Kicha is from Sadria, she is still able to telepathically communicate with Sadria, because of how strong their bond is together.
Weakness(es):Light Magic and normal tiger weaknesses.
Other:Her love for Sadria can be viewed as both a strength and a weakness.
Appearance: She stands at 5'5" with long silver hair. Her eyes are a dark purple with a scar extending down her face from below her left eye. Her dress is mostly black with white here and there. Her tights come up to her knees with white lace at the top. She has black high heels on that have 3" heels. Her shoes actually make her stand about 5'8". She has black cat ears and a black cat tail. She wears a black headband in her hair with a giant purple heart on it.
Power(s):None
Weapons:None
Bio:Lola was raised as a slave, forced to perform personal favors on her masters, as well as perform maid duties. She disobeyed her masters only once, because she was tortured and beaten for it. After that, she always had a fear of being hit, so she never allowed herself to disobey her masters again. Fortune and Luck brought an early death to her masters, which allowed Lola to become free. However, due to how she was raised, the only suitable job she has ever found was being a maid.
She stumbled upon the Valley by chance and Sadria took her in. Sadria allowed her to live within the castle and to perform maid services, while teaching her how to be her own person and not a slave. Sadria encouraged her to also seek the maid position within the Tavern and Inn, so that Lola would not confine herself to the castle only.
Weakness(es):Fighting and her fear of being hit
Other:She's very smart when she wishes to be. She's very seductive but submissive. She will cower in fear if you even raise a hand to her.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2018 5:27 pm
Gaia name:
Sabriel Thurirl
Name: Sasha Sabri
Age: 48yrs
Sex: Male
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 140lbs
Race: Vampire
Appearance: ((Borrowed from Ayato Sakamaki of Diabolik Lovers.))
Power(s): Able to turn himself into mist, levitate, manipulate animals, immune to diseases, has a prehensile tongue, long life and the ability to grow wings.
Weapons: In addition to powers relies on a small dagger he keeps hidden on his person.
Bio: Sasha was born and raised in a country plagued by war. His tendency to stir up trouble played a part in forcing him to leave. At the suggestion of a close friend of his he traveled to the valley and is staying in their vacant house. He's promised to give peace a try and to not stir up any trouble. Unfortunately, that is a promise that he often can't keep.
Weakness(es): Religious symbols when used against him by someone who believes in them, sunlight, women and garlic. Other: N/A
RP Sample: Arric was awakened by a tapping noise at his window. He cleared his throat, ignoring how swollen and raw his nose and throat felt. His body felt fatigued from a lack of sleep which was unhappily the result of some new small illness currently draining his already compromised health. The thirteen year old boy unlatched the window to allow the messenger bird to fly inside and shut it quickly after it was in. He pulled a thick fur robe over himself to warm up after losing so much heat to the frigid temperatures outside. Coughing, he approached and then untied the letter from its leg. He walked over to the fireplace, eyes squinting in the low light to read the message. The first few words were enough to make his blood boil. That kid had taken so much coaxing, so much encouragement and guidance. He'd proven to be a real pain in the a**. Now that he had what he wanted from their arrangement, he thought he could end it? Just like that? What did he think Arric was helping him for? He reclined in his chair, feeling his lips with his fingers as he pondered what to do.
Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2018 2:19 pm
Gaia name:
Bella_Mackentier
Name: Dianna Digna
Age: 194
Sex:female
Height: 5' 6"
Weight: 130 lbs
Race: Vampire
Appearance:
Power(s): Increased strength/speed, "immortality", Nails (see weapons), Empath (can feel emotions), Short ranged telekenisis.
Weapons: Nails can extend during combat, double ended staff (blades on either end)
Bio: Dianna grew up not knowing her parents very well. She lived with them up until she was about 12 and they were always very reserved and somewhat mysterious, never ones to overshare. She often sought comfort through one of their town elders named June. June taught her how to defend herself and offered her council. Unfortunately, a large group of hunters had amassed nearby and planned a massive attack. All older vampires and elders put themselves on the front lines while the younger ones helped the children and newborns escape. As far as Dianna knows, there were very few survivors and they did not include her kin. For a time she stayed with one of the branched groups that had escaped, helping each other learn to fight and feed. Although, as they all eventually did, she broke off from her group to explore the world herself After decades of living many lives including intermittent hunter encounters, Dianna sought out a place where she could either live in peace, at least for a little while or have somewhere to return to. That's when she found the lands of Sadria Moore. She is now traveling to this place in hopes of a home.
Weakness(es): telekinesis only reaches so far, nails can break off, Takes too long between feedings so is never at full power (unless just fed), Brussel Sprouts, has strong bloodlust
RP Sample: It was at about that moment that another traveller entered into the inn, and this one’s disposition was decidedly less care-free. The moment he set foot in the door, even several of the most hardened and grizzled patrons felt compelled immediately to look away, shuddering with chills down their vertebrae. With his grim, stony, grey face and head to foot black clothes, he looked like nothing less than death’s messenger going obediently about on his master’s errands, especially when he stood momentarily in the doorway, his billowing cloak silhouetted like the wings of a great black raven. The face that scanned the room seemed as perfectly frozen in a scowl of solemn and severe contemplation as some old and weather-beaten statue. The entire visage carried an expression that suggested permanent judgement, perpetual silent condemnation of a graceless, sinful world, as if he were some sort of exceptionally harsh and unforgiving schoolmaster looking with disapproval on unruly pupils. His black eyes beneath dark furrowed brows both stared distantly as if at something unseen and far away, and surveyed the room with an expression of icy contempt and disgust. Such was the nature of inns and public houses, Absalom Krane thought blandly to himself. Every one of them was like a suppurating boil of vice, a festering abscess of corruption, and sadly there were not enough surgeons in existence to try and lance them all. Yet, he had been commanded to go forth into these wastelands with the forces of the divine to guard him. Krane glided over to the bar. In a cold, subdued voice he ordered a glass of pure milk. A degenerate-looking cutpurse sitting at the bar snickered contemptuously upon hearing the order, but when Krane turned his frozen gaze upon him, the man immediately turned the colour of a fish belly and averted his eyes in sudden, inexplicable terror.
Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2018 5:03 pm
Gaia name:
Frogsister
Name: Aura Morningstar
Age: 18
Sex: female
Height: 5'1
Weight: 115
Race: Aura being/ Flowermaiden
Appearance: pale rose pink hair (long)/grey/blue almost violet eyes (change with her mood)/sunkissed complexion/ slender, curvy, petite build, pixie ears.
Power(s): Mystic eyes, elemental magics, auric manipulation, Empathic, Clairvoyant, Synesthesia, healing magic, sigil magic, Sees and senses auras, Shape shifting...
Weapons: None
Bio: Aurora is quite brass and always quite happy, being able to see the world and all beings in a brighter light. She can be a little mischievous but is the counterpart to dark. As an aura beings, she was created and born of pure energy and light, but her parentage is unknown. As far as she understands, she was found in rose bed deep in the forest and is the progeny of Mother Earth herself- this being what makes her a rare Flower Maiden as she had no sire but was raised by the inhabitants of the feary realm. Aurora is very absent minded and very innocent and requires a protector as she has a habit of wandering off.
Weakness(es): she is easily over powered whether it be physically or magically despite how skilled she may be. She is defensive in nature as are all her abilities. She is easily injured despite her self healing. Aura is also easily tired out from extensive use of her powers, she requires access to nature to heal via earthing lest she wither away and die, much like an under-watered and non cared for plant.
Power(s): devil's luck - in anything that theoretically involves luck she will be unusually lucky.. absurdly lucky even. Anything involving talent or skill she can do very well as long as the skill involved is related somehow to something like dexterity (how precisely you do it) as opposed to strength (how hard you do it) Weapons: spell tome. She can memorize the book of course but actually wielding its power takes some dedication. Her book is depressed and feels it's master is such a lazy woman. It's not actually a very powerful time but its old, perverted, and has many spells for Fel to manipulate with her own talent. If possible it will typically come at someone else's expense. This power may fail against someone doing something heroic, virtuous, or just generally brave.
Bio:
Peace.. peace was good. Good forces in the world grew weaker when there was peace. People forgot what kept them safe when there was peace. How lovely! She could only do bad but if she played along her kin and she could date her hunger for creating havoc and despair. But she could wait.. oh yes, she could certainly wait a few centuries before she did anything too naughty.
So what to do until then. Her evil didn't have to be ugly or feel bad. She wanted everyone to enjoy ruining themselves.. why. It seemed she'd suddenly manifested into physical form as she reached a new level of demonhood. Truly unfortunate but this complicated things. The man who'd summoned her here.. he'd die soon so his name didn't matter but she now had two stories to tell.
Fel.. that was her name as a concept but as a person now, a young girl.. she was Felelia. In this world filled with terror she was a young girl who many put themselves in danger to entertain and protect. When she walked up to a door it opened for her, when she dropped something someone would pick it up for her. Like a grand machination this world was here for the shaping! Magnificent! But ultimately something about this place remained harmonious. She was no longer able to change the world for the worse simply by being in it. No.. she could. It was simply being stopped by the collective wills of those who wanted a better world. Even with so many dark beings she could sense all around.. no despite that they wanted better which made their wish that much more powerful. She didn't hate this kind of game. All she could do was play along for time being though.
As she grew up in her summoners mansion she came to know him as father.. he'd sacrificed his own daughter to summon her afterall. Father had been in bed for years now, his house staff in all their black robes continued to serve her though. She didn't really understand their useless rantings but they liked being petted and they liked to eat meat.. simple enough. Curious about their tobes she found the process of making them was similar to how one weaved fates thorough everyday actions so she invested some of her inheritance in a textile business that seemed to shoot off. When her body had become 18 she became somewhat wealthy by fitting people across the region with wonderful fabrics and such. Especially the vampires.. they couldn't seem to go a day without their suits and frilly dresses. The werewolves of course needed new clothes constantly... a lucky lot in life and a successful business even. Not a bad start.. she kindof wanted to try one of those new world order type of things but for the time being she was just a lucky heiress in town.. she started dating around and enjoying herself hoping to meet likeminded fiends over the next era or so.
Sales have declined to normal.. downside of catering to immortals.. she seeks a new avenue of wealth no pleasure while she waited and watched though in this new form she found her interest in the world itself growing. It was unfortunate this happened as her wealth declined or perhaps it happened as a result of this.
Weakness(es): particularly holy stuff or anything meant to ward off evil beings.
Protective mothers are pretty effective too
She isn't that physically strong.
Heroes/protagonistic power. She is somewhat villainous in nature no matter how the universe has to warp itself to make it so. If she saves 100 lives she will somehow always still be villainous.. it's unknown if she does this intentionally (it's secretly intentional but would happen either way)
