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Name: Niveus Traeyul

Race: Antediluvian (commonly known as the "Originals")

Age: Appears to be around 17-20

Appearance: Niveus (does a Url link count?)

History: Nivéus Traeyul, affectionately known as Nivéus Angelus, was raised by peasants, later to be adopted by a nobleman named Friederic Von Kaizor. The family became aware of her true race and passed her off as a human, for she looked human on the surface. After adjusting to the Von Kaizors' way of life, she grew to become a skilled gunslinger and swordfighter. After decades had past and she watched the family grow, Niveus met with her true sister, a woman named Alyo. Since they were reunited and because she was born an Antediluvian, decided that life with humans wasn't a life to live. She eventually couldn't control her Pranic Devout and with that, she knew she couldn't return home. As an added complication, she had a run-in with her brother, Draco, which tragically resulted in Alyo sacrificing her life to save Niveus. To this day, she searches for her brother.

Personality: A strong willed but silent girl who never parts with her twin swords named White and Black. She's overconfident in battle, but very self-composed outside battle. She tends to be very subservient to people of higher power and is very obedient. Her mannerisms are somehwat brooding; she tends to attach herself to people who she feels aren't a threat to her. She's very obedient, although she is very hardheaded at the same time. Her well known personality trait is her selflessness; she puts everyone's lives before her own.

Weaknesses: Her Pranic Devout renders her vulnerable after it is used.

Name: Marius Morravar

Race: Wraith/Human

Age: Unknown.

Appearance: While in his human form he is a pale teenager with long black hair pulled back into a ponytail. He has yellow eyes and wears a black tux with black shirt and red tie. In his wraith form he looks as a mass of shadow and darkness with two yellow dots for eyes.

History: Marius Morravar’s known existence started in Austria’s Salzburg being known as Marco Zeit. There he was a farmer with a family until his wife and children died in an unfortunate accident that resulted in the explosion of his house killing his family. He was reported to be dead until he showed up In America in the Civil war under the name Mark Clock, a lieutenant in the Union, during which he disappeared again. He fought in the battle at Gettysburg, Shiloh, and many others. He appeared during World War I and II as a pilot named Mark Murphy, and again in Vietnam as Marcus Morland. He disappeared again until recently under Marius Morravar who claims to be a German immigrant. As to his personal history much is unknown. He has not had a family since the accident but what is known is that whereever he goes he leaves death behind. He was found in the center of the dust bowl during a dust storm and Mount Saint Helens. He now acts an assassin for hire not to mention just about anything that is asked of him.

Personality: Marius is a rather happy man with soulful eyes. He likes to keep to himself but doesn’t always succeed. He’s has been known to take friends but all of them have ended up dead by unfortunate accidents. He’s always likes a good talk and game of chess.

Weaknesses: Marius weakness is a large weakness to anything involving his past. If reminded it he becomes very cold and uncaring. The other is a weakness to silver. Silver acts as a poison to him and if injected into his blood stream immediately becomes a poison that he has to get rid of through feeding on others emotions (the way he sustains himself).

For the other characters that play, you'll need to know this so that you'll know that I'm not cheating on powers.

Powers: Marius has the heightened senses (i.e.: taste, touch, hear, smell, see) as well as the power to turn into a shadow form of his self also known as his wraith form. In this form no physical thing can hurt him, but mental, magic, and elemental damage can do him harm. Because of his shadow form in that form he can move as fast as light can because a shadow is made by light shining on an object that causes a shadow, there for a shadow can move as fast as light can. In his human form he moves at an accelerated speed such as a horse can move faster than us. He can manipulate shadows because they are his kin and entrance into wraiths plain of existence. He can use shadows as a form of teleportation from one shadow to the next by dimension sidestepping. Shadows don't age so he doesn't but he is as vulnerable as a human other than that except in his wraith form. Finally, Marius knows a few spells because of how old he is and can cast those but they're not that powerful.

Niveus arrived at the shooting range to see a man who looked like a thug running out, followed by another man in a black tux and red tie who was wielding a gun. She caught the second man's glance and instinctively pulled out the carrying case that held her Desert Eagle. She took out the Desert Eagle, loaded it, and before the thug reached the end of the block, she pulled off a shot, which was lodged into the man's throat, killing him instantly. The gun smoked in the aftermath and she looked to the man in the tux.

"Saved you the trouble, didn't I?" Niveus said, twirling the Deser Eagle on a finger and putting it into her leg holster. "Mind telling me what I was shooting that man for?" she asked, folding her arms, still sitting on her motorbike.

Name: Rej

Race: Archaic

Age: First being created on earth by "The Creator"

Appearance: He wears an all black battle cloak that has not been seen on anyone save himself. It was enchanted long ago to act as a sort of armor but it of course could not stop a finely sharpened blade or a powerful blunt weapon. The enchantment was mainly casted on it to stop it from tearing as easy or being charred by flame spells or weathering. His long black hair stops at midback and remains lifeless. With every glide he takes, his black cloak and robes flow seemingly full of life. His unnatural red eyes contain circular black pupils that examine every small aspect they come across. He has two Archaic marks that are darkened and contrast to his pale complexion. His choice of weapon is a single katana that resides on the left side of his waist since he is right handed. Finally, his ears are pointed like that of an elf's and allow him to hear with a true excellence.

History: His history is one that is long and full of disappointment and destruction. To any normal man, it would leave them a bloody mess and nervous wreck. Their whole being would be shot with horrendous fatigue. The affect on Rej is not as evident but still remains deep within him. Since he lacks any real emotions, he can hide it and nullify it quite well.

Personality:Like many Archaics, he is calm and collective and due to his extensive lifespan, he has been exposed to several different horrific events. His mind is warped and darkened much like that of a mortal who has been tortured to the brink of his exsistence. He has no soul since Archaics wield no such thing and his sense of humor is greatly lacking. He will very rarely defend someone or something unless its his own kind.

Weaknesses:Not only is his arrogance and condescending attitude a major flaw, but a large problem in combat is that he has very limited magical properties when pertaining to his fire abilities. He cannot use fire too much before it exhausts and makes it impossible for him to use it for a long while. Also, in contrast to his almost endless supply of strengths, another weakness is that he cannot see at all in a dark enough place. He can only wield wind magic sufficiently and even though it is powerful, it pales in comparison to many other elemental types of magic and energy so he is forced to use it in combination and coordination with his own physical attacks to better compliment himself.

Marius stared with yellow eyes. “Oh, I’m just a lost bird. Bye!” Marius turned sharply with his grin plastered to his face and began to walk off into the open breeze. Ugh! He thought to himself. Didn’t like her brother too much. Still I needn’t be concerned with a human. Two cars slammed into each other igniting sparks that went across Marius’s path as he whistled “Black Bird” by the Beatles.

Marius heard the last words ringing in his head. Draco. He didn’t like it but it was enough. He remembered the young youth from earlier on. He was vicious boy with large ambitions. It was a bloody day back then…

“CHARGE!” the general yelled as his horse reared and soldiers screamed in utter fury. Blood sprayed everywhere and no one was left alive. Children’s wracked bodies lay on the ground destroyed and sometimes beaten to a bloody pulp. Women were raped and men screamed in horror as the thousands slaughtered them. The field ran red with blood that day. As the defending army was being slaughtered a young boy stood in the fray, a strange boy with odd yellow eyes and a passion for vengeance. Not older then fifteen he watched his father be slaughtered by the soldiers that they called the Romans. He picked up his father’s sword and walked to the field that ran red with his father’s blood. The army laughed but they didn’t expect a young boy to become a demon with darkness in his soul. The boy began to spread his wings and become what he was, a wraith from the olden days. He slaughtered dozens but he was not strong, the enemy was just surprised. A lieutenant stepped toward the boy and he was no man. He was a platinum hair giant to poor Marius. With a flick of the wrist, Marius was at his control and Draco showed him the horrors of the world that he was not meant to see.

“Crap!” Marius exclaimed. He turned and took his wraith form. He had to find that girl.

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