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 Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 9:23 am
PROFILES:
Rebellion/Army
Gaia Name:
Name:
Age: ((These are like..normal people...so please make it reasonable))
Side: ((Morwen's Army, or Me'a Naur?))
Personality:
Appearance:
Quelled/Chosen
Gaia Name:
Name:
Age: ((reasonable please))
Quelled or Chosen:
Personality:
Bio:
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 9:24 am
DARK PROFILES:
[[We'll start with Five people for the Dark Army and go from there]]
Gaia Name: Romeo for Tay
Name: Morwen
Age: ((She will be the oldest of everyone)) 119
Side: Leader of Morwen's Army ((obviously))
Personality: To those who don't know the truth about her, she is still kind and caring. She gains support by acting like she's a good person, when in fact she is the one who is hurting everyone. She seems to care for the Quelled, and because of this, they trust her. She is in fact, cruel, twisted and insane. She has been given strangely long life due to the "voice" in her head, and has not aged. Most of her army know of her sick and twisted self because of this, since most have lived, and died, by her side without her aging a day. She knows of the rebellion, but has not told a soul. She feels she'll enjoy seeing how it turns out, treating the whole thing like a game she is in control of.
Appearance:
-:l Morwen l:-
((If you have a better picture, or a picture you would like to use instead of this, you may ask to change it. I have to approve first, though))
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 9:31 am
LIGHT PROFILES:
[[Like the Dark Army, the Me'a Naur will start with 5 members]]
Gaia Name: ~.Forever Enchanted.~
Name: Elsha Lionheart
Age: 17
Side: Leader of Me'a Naur
Personality: Elsha's a very...strange...woman. Not in a bad way, though. She laughs a lot, and loves to have fun, but at the same time, can be extremely emotional. And more than that, she can even be quiet and secluded, tangled in her own thoughts. She's never shy, though, and gets angry and upset easily, but fights like there's no tomorrow. She hates the opression she has been through since childhood, and has seen too many people die at the hands of the Chosen to let it go. She's determined to end the world as it is today, and to fix everything that went wrong. Even if she has to do it single-handedly, she will. She hate people who hold her back, and will stop at nothing. She holds a strong soul, a fierce heart, and a clever mind, and she'll use them all to win this fight.
Appearance:
-:l Elsha l:-
((figured I'd give you two pics...just so you could get a better picture of her without the hood and stuff...))
-:l Elsha (2) l:-
Gaia Name: Osiriswings
Name: Lesharo
Age: 19
Side:Me'a Naur
Personality: There is no one thing that can be pinned down to describe Lesharo, each day, hour, minute brings a new face, a new mask he must wear. Life doesn't allow complacency. To those meeting him for the first time a wall is found, stong, silent, unrelenting yet somehow reassuring. He looms over even the talest of idividuals, not in size but power of character. In silence he conducts fear across entire rooms, never making moves to cause problems but just being a presence that stops anyone wanting to cause trouble with him.
For those few who know him a little better there is a burning centre, loyal, protective, willing to give every strength he has to keep those people save. for the most part even these feel they do not know the whole story of him, impossible to read. There is a tender side waiting for anyone who can stay close long enough to find it. This can most clearly be seen amongst what little nature remains in the world. What few animals can survive in the endless winter search him out to sit and talk with him, no one knows what they say, no one is quite sure whether he can but one thing is certain, when he asks them to do something they do it and are forever at his aid in battle should the need arrise.
In his mind always is one person, elsha. the one person who will regularly get to see a smile out of him He fights for her and her freedom, to give her the world she so craves.When all seems lost and emotion starts to die under the see of hate and pain in the world it is her though that make him take that next step on, the next step to uniting and rising up against the chosen.
Appearance: A man who clearly bears the burdens of a life fighting to be free. Every patch of bare skin is hardened through cold and living as close to nature as is possible. Nature of course does its best to look after him but still, he is aged beyond his years, only soft, young eyes giving away the fact that he isn't in his thirtys.
Like all quelled he is branded with the mark of slavery. His emains unique though, in atempting to fight his way free of his capture the brand fell across his left eye, leaving a slanting mark across it, only adding to his fearsome look.
In hieght he is no more than average yet seems much taller and somehow, in a life starved of any goodness managed to remain imposing, stocky amd muscular. shoulder length hair tousles and knots at his shoulders, dark brown in colour, framing hardship around a handsome face.
He wears simple clothing, thick woolen garments coloured to match the earth layered over heavy hide armour, tough enough to guide away cutting blows and allow agility as if none was warn, however piercing attacks cannot be stopped should the attacker have a strong enough arm, arrows pierce but cannot go deep enough to cause major damage. Around him at all times is a heavy cloak and hood, shielding as much of the elemnts as possible and acting as cover sleeping on the earth.
He caries with him nothing more than he needs, a small pack on his back with what food he can find, a small phial of water, through training and practice he can go days without each though should need be and he is an expect at finding hat scraps of nurrishment nature still provides. A long bow and quiver is slung over his shoulders, allowing hunting where possible and the luxury to take out foes before they even know he is there. should he have to fight face to face though he carries 2 blades that exend up the outsides of his wrists from a hand that sits in his palm, the blade reaching from his hand to his elbow, curving ornatly. These allow him to fight as if wit bare first but slice and defend against sword blows.
Gaia Name: Jose-Cool
Name: William Berenice
Age: 22
Side: Me'a Naur
Personality: William is a very sarcastic person. He would never admit it to anyone less than someone close to him but he probably hides behind it to conceal his tender qualities. Never one to like the feeling of being expected to do anything; he prefers that people think of him as independent. Though he is older than Elsha and feels a little awkward being underneath her in terms of authority, he respects her tenacity.
Appearance: Not only does William possess the brand of The Quelled on his forehead, he purposely had an additional brand placed on each of his shoulders. With his own modifications to the design, he feels it’s his way of flaunting his defiance towards Morwen and bares his arms in spite of the cold temperatures. Wearing a white, ragged cape and cap with brown clothes, he appears decidedly commonplace though he is partial to striking heroic poses for his own entertainment. (William)
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 9:44 am
QUELLED//CHOSEN PROFILES:
CHOSEN:
Gaia Name:
Name:
Age:
Quelled or Chosen: Firelord ((Chosen))
Personality: ((Somewhere in there, it would be nice if you put something about him following the rules of the Chosen but still respecting the Quelled))
Bio:
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