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((Sigh... I'm such a Noob...))

Anyway, here's the profile. If it's not up to par for Life, then I can set up something for other clans possibly.

Name: Kamira Marillya
Gender: Female
Clan: Life
Class: Defender- specializes in protecting others. A defender puts others first and will generaly protect them before themselves. Defenders often use small martial weapons no larger than a quarterstaff. They prefer to use staffs, clubs, and other subdual weapons than piercing and slashing weapons such as swords and axes.
Element: Barrier
Personality: Softspoken, kind, and generally a good person. She is very withdrawn and tends not to be the first to jump at an opportunity. She is an excellent follower and do whatever is necessary to help the cause.
History: Kamira is the third of five daughters in her family. Kamira dedicated her life to helping others and quickly found herself pledging her life to the Clan of Life.
Appearance: Kamira has long dark brown hair that reaches her lower back. She has a very slim body and moves with a graceful air about her. Her eyes are a deep blue that seem to penetrate into one's soul.
Other: Kamira's twin sister Rakinu (the second oldest) has ideals that are about the exact opposite of her younger sister. Rakinu generally gives Kamira a difficult time about the things that she cares about whereas Rakinu seems to care about nothing. However, were it not for Rakinu, Kamira probably never would have found the courage to apply for the Clan.

Mmmmyes... Death is the only clan currently available at the moment. sweatdrop Sorry about that one, but I think it needs two more members until clan memberships are open for the others again.

Besides, Life clan is already offbalanced with so many good RPers. gonk xd

Hm, yes, for future reference, it's highly suggested that you post an RP sample when you advertise yourself. wink If you're good, it's a sure way to get people begging you to be on your team, since we have people who like to actively recruit here... blaugh

I'm new here, and figure I'll try to even things out, so I'm in for the death clan, if you'll take me. Besides, ninja are cool... ninja

Name: Selikia
Gender: Female
Clan: Death
Class: Ninja
Element: Shadow
Personality: Selikia is generaly a cold calculating person, who tries to stay aloof from those she considers below her, which is almost everyone. She speaks little in general, feeling no need to socialize. She is not, however, afraid to cirtisize or even ridicule her allies and superiors, having been taught that she should never feel fear. She does her job, having learned not to hesitate, and rely on her instincts when nessecary.
History: Selikia was raised as a ninja, and knows little else. She has taken carefull care to improve her stealth and sword skills, and has learned to rely on these for victory. Her ability to disguise her personality and profession are lacking, passing only the test of casual curiousity, for she has been able to find little patience for such "petty mind games." In general, she is able to drive all but the most persistant away simply through silence and threatening looks, although the widespread use of this tactic has rendered her disguise skill almost entirely useless, as people can still recognize her personality. She is quick to take an insult, and willing to fight over almost anything, claiming it keeps her skills and swords sharp. Following the family way she has reached the final stage of her training, which requires her to become succesfull without the help of her relations. She decided to follow an ancient family alliegence to the Death Clan, and so has found herself in Barton Town with little more than her swords, her skills, and the name of the man who leads the Death Clan.
Appearance: A short slim woman, with long black hair, she is skilled in appearing compleatly unremarkable, and disguising her appearance. She is has generally asian features and dark eyes, looking generally unimposing, except for the atmosphere of danger and chaos she seems to project. Her armor is all concealed, appearing as normal loose clothing, but being reinforced underneath with leather. She wears dark colors in general, and sticks to the darkest places she can where ever she goes.
Other: Selika has two katanas which she can use together or singly with equal skill. She is skilled in unarmed combat as well, but feels that she should be able to accomplish her goals without the use of any ranged weapons.

Blah. I changed this. I looked back and thought it was a litle short, so I went a little more in depth.
Edited again to add more in appearance.

I went more in depth with the history, appearance I can as well if you really want me too...
What kind of a roleplaying sample? I tend to find myself kind of lost without a direction to go in, say a situation to respond to... most things I do have audition situations, but I can try to come up with something if you want. I thought I might be able to get away without the sample but I guess not. xd Anyway, guess I better go think of something...

You're in. *nods* I like. I'll post your current bio in the Bio Post, but make sure to up the history a bit, and go a little more indepth with your appearance. I think it's alittle too...vague. I'll add your information right after I eat dinner.

Be sure to post in the OOC Thread, along with a post in the Barton Roleplaying Thread. And remember to be active! Which reminds me...*goes to pester Kairu and Ryuu for not being active*

Alrighty then.

Name: Rakinu Marillya

Gender: Female

Clan: Death

Class: Assassin

Element: Cold

Personality: Not exactly an evil person, but one that understands that evil acts must be performed to move forward. She is introverted and calculative tending not to jump into things. She will however, take the lead where necessary, and refuses to hesitate when all is ready to go.

History: Rakinu is the second eldest of five sisters and quickly grew to understand how vain and futile existence was. Her father died trying to save his children while Rakinu was only 12. She vowed to take revenge against her father's murderers. She trained to become an assassin under the guise of extended schooling. Rakinu's twin sister discovered Rakinu's contempt for her father's killers and tried to help her. Needless to say Rakinu refused and soon ventured off on her own.

Over time she learned through experience. Killing people became her job until she deemed herself ready to defeat her father's assassins. One by one she stalked them, finding their weaknesses, their hobbies, their vices. Each one was eliminated until Rakinu had succeeded in her life long mission. She was barely 19 at the time. She had then devoted her life to keeping people in check. Those that committed foul deeds and indulged one too many times in vile acts found themselves dead in an alley.

She gained contacts with the Death Clan. She accepted, but continued to live her outward life as well. She was well trained in the art of killing people, remaining unseen, and gathering information, but now she was to be exposed to an entirely new method of dispatching criminals: Death Magic. In a short time she found herself able to manipulate cold and force into one's body. Why she had taken a liking to that particular magic was unknown to her, but it is likely the reflection of her emotion toward her target.

Appearance: A stunning beauty with long black hair that shines a dark purple. Her eyes can contort one's resolve into a spineless coward. She learned quickly to take control of men through her beauty, and bait a woman's rage through the same methods.

She stands a short 5'3" and weighs in just over 100 lbs. without gear. Her well formed legs are wrapped in tight leather pants with slits in certain areas to show off a little skin. She wears, what seems like, just a strap of leather that ties in the front to show off her ample bust. Over all this she wears a cloak for any situation that requires her to be near invisible. Otherwise she ties it back into a cape to present herself.

Other: Rakinu is the second eldest of 5 girls in the Marillya family, a fairly wealthy family. Rakinu's older sister was a born leader and left at a young age to start a legacy of her own. Her younger twin sister was nothing but a nuisance her entire existance always preaching that people needn't die and could be redeemed no matter what the crime committed. Rakinu vowed to herself that Kamira was nothing but a threat to the people of the world. If the world was to progress, certain people had to be elimnated.

Rakinu traversed the streets covered in a cloak as many travelers of the night did. She was weary of allowing many to see her face as hers was easy to remember. Tonight she had decided would be the night for eliminating a threat she had been following for nearly three weeks. She knew this man’s entire routine. What he ate in the morning, the exact places and times he visited and his drunken route back home at night. Every three or four days though, this man got a little risky. He would find a woman in the streets and rape her. This was something Rakinu could not allow to progress. For a man like him was sure to eventually father children, and that taint would be present in any offspring he should have.

The man left the bar early, exactly as she had expected. Tonight he wanted more than just ale. He walks down the street until he finds a young girl walking home alone. In a neighborhood such as this it should be less common, but necessity demands it occasionally. She follows him as he closes the distance on this poor girl. After waiting for the perfect moment he grabs her and drags her into the alleyway. Rakinu gets into position.

His grip does not waver as the girl scratches and pummels with all her strength, unable to scream through the barrier already placed in her mouth. He begins ripping clothes from her when he feels a reaping cold enter his body, a cold that would chill the mightiest of warriors. The girl places a few strikes in this pause that allows her to escape. She continues to pummel for another few seconds before her freedom is now comprehended. It was then that the man could no longer feel cold. Three well placed bolts entered his body, one after the other. All he could feel was the warm blood trickling down his body until the cold returned.

Rakinu hides her crossbow in her bag and returns to the shadows of the alleyways, and heads home.