Welcome to Gaia! ::

RULES:
I-no godmodding
II-no using ** for actions
III-be semi- literate




oh yeah.... also lets keep the cussing down to a minimun

current players:

name-drizzt
age-37
powers- can make illusionary flames.can cover enemies in a globe of shadows.
race-dark elf
job-warrior
image-
description-drizzt was born and raised in an underground city which has no name. when he was 19 he was banished to the surface world for forsaking the evil ways of the spider queen.he then found a small cave and lived there for 3 years untill he stumbled upon a place called icewind dale. he currently lives in luskan which is a place near icewind dale.
wname: Ryu
age: 23
race: human?
personality: the quiet type, doesn't speak unless necissary. on the contrary she's generaly kind and friendly, but that can do a 180 and she can be a real pain if she wants.
a short history ( if possible ): n/a
appearance:
skills:
job: merc
wepons: Katana is her main, two 45 glocks and a K-bar as her secondary
epons: dual scimitars.
personality: bloodthirsty.

name: Arlan
age: 19
race: Human
personality: Serious, but has a lighter side.
a short history: He was banished from his home kingdom for a crime he didn't commit. Because of that event, his brother is dead and has been searching for his killer ever since.
appearance: Black hair that falls over his forehead and jade green eyes.
skills: Skilled in one sword combat and has amazing endurence.
job: Mercenary
weapons: Single longsword, two daggers.
other: He has a form of self healing that closes wounds quicker than normal and replaces red blood cells faster.

Name: Ebony
Age: Appears mid-twenties
Race:Human?
Personality:Lone-Wolf
Appearance: ~*~*~
Skills: Acute Senses(Smell/Touch/Sound) and Empathy
Job: Currently Unemployed
Weapons:Hand to Hand/Claws
Other: Blind

name:SlitherSlay
age: unknown
race: Demon
personality alone, no friends, doesn't care much about his surroundings, violent when need be, keeps to himself most of the times.
a short history ( if possible ): Born in the forest, lived with a huge group of snakes, learned how to hunt by starving for a very long period of time. No family and no friends, wander around to his hearts content.
appearance:Black hair to his shoulders, that he keep tied back, dark blue eyes, long nails, bat wings (median size...not too big), can't find a pic
skills: fast thinking, good hearing and eye-sight
job: unknown
weapons: two thin blades, long bow and arrow
other Can control snakes, can call them, and doesn't get hurt by snake poison

if any1 wants to join then they must pm me their profile.

still need more pplz....... i'm lonely

ok..... i'm bored so i'm opening. we still want more people though.

Arlan lounged in a tavern which was quite relaxing until several of the wizard's dark knights, (or as Arlan liked to call them, dumb lackys) had entered and started being the general obnoxious people they are. He sat in a corner with the hood of his brown cloak pulled over his head and contemplated saying something to them, but was not in much of a mood to get into a fight, which would be the end result no matter how it went.

Arlan's passive attitute towards the lackys was fading fast as they harassed the waitress for bringing them ale that was not 'aged long enough'. When one of them grabbed the waitress around the neck, Arlan had had enough. He quietly walked over the to knight and tapped him on the shoulder. "Unhand the waitress," he said cooly.

"Why?" one of them grunted.

"It might improve your wheevle reputation in this town," Arlan replied spitefully.

The grunt quickly forgot the waitress and turned on Arlan with his fist raised, but Arlan was quicker and rammed his elbow into the man's stomach. He doubled over as the other two came at him, which Arlan disbatched with several punches and kicks. "These one's are weak," he thought as they clutched their vital organs and fell.

The lackys quickly vacated the tavern after the thorough beating Arlan put them through. But first one of them swore that Arlan would not get away with this.

"When the world ends..." Arlan thought to himself and left before anyone could smother him in thanks.

The road was almost deserted for some reason. Maybe the fact that a squad of Kolom's men had gone running down the street. It really didn't matter to him; he pulled his cowl's hood up more and continued down the street.