This is for the L's!A-IName: Countess Lamica Black Rose
Nickname: Ice, Rose
Appearance: Lamica has dirty blonde hair, like her mother. Her hair is long and nearly always looks neat, it reaches the middle of her back and is nearly always hanging loosely around her shoulders; it is always either poker straight or in gentle waves. Mostly straight though, in her view she looks too much like her mother with wavy hair. She has pale skin that is really brought out by the hair that frames her face and then there is her eyes. Her striking and bright cerulean eyes, her eyes are like a well that you can never see the bottom of. Her eyes are cerulean blue that people often get lost in, forgetting that they are talking to a vampire.
Her overall look is one of an innocent dark angel, appearing delicate yet graceful as she walked through the corridors of life with silent steps. She has slender legs and curves in all the right places if you catch my drift. Some people would say she was under weight but she would merely say that it was from her working out which she does for about 2 hours each day, whether it’s going for a run or merely working out in her room.
On her right shoulder blade she has a tattoo of a black rose surrounded by a circle thorns, she got the tattoo when she was 10 as every female member of the Rose family does.
Weapons: Twin Knives
Powers: Lamica gives life to the dying, with a single touch she can bring a withering flower back to life, even horses who are dying of age or a fatal wound. Despite rumours that she can bring even a vampire or human who is on the verge death to life she has never tried, she fears the disappointment that would follow if she couldn’t. But also the torment she would suffer if she could.
Animal: Lamica turns in a hawk.
Personality: Lamica is a nice girl (well if she takes a liking to you anyway) but not one to be crossed, ever; if you do you do it on pain of death. Like the saying says ‘Hell hath no fury like love to hatred turned nor hell a fury like a women scorned' this girls one you really don’t want to scorn. Lamica can be sweet but is never shy to speak to someone; mainly because she sees speaking to someone like living. If you don't take a few risks then you can never truly say you’ve lived.
When most people first meet Lamica she is very open about her feelings though she often waits a while before choosing if she calls them friend or foe. She gets an idea of what kind of person they are from their first impression and goes from there on how to treat them and work with them if she feels she can. When she does eventually talk she is always viewed as friendly unless you say something to annoy or upset her and then you may want to run for the hills.
Though the friendly side of Lamica is the most commonly seen side of her those who truly know her and have witnessed her fouler mood know that it’s best to not annoy her if you value your life. True she doesn’t mind getting into fights but she can honestly say that she has never started a fight or get involved in a fight that wasn’t her own unless to split it up.
She hardly ever looses her temper but even when she does, she calms down very quickly. Usually she removes herself from the company of others as not to say something she could later regret.
Lamica is protective of her friends and won't allow anyone to push her friends or herself around, she isn't the sort of girl to back out of a challenge and if you try to push her around your challenging her so watch out, she also doesn’t like to be confined and restricted.
She can be seen as a bad girl but she isn't all that bad when you get to know her. She can appear cold at times (when you mess with her friends) but she has a warm heart under the layers of ice that have developed there after going through the whole of her life with seemingly no-one being interested in her. Sure guys would flirt but she has never been asked out, not once.
Lamica's sick of being ignored by guys, she isn't really ignored by them but they often treat her like a little sister and although that gives her some slight comfort it makes her feel as if that is all she's ever going to be. The little sister. She will never be the little sister.
History: On a moonlight night in a beautiful town in a valley, a young vampire noblewoman gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl. The beautiful mother and wife smiled down at her children as she held the beautiful children in her arms. Varnia Fury, formerly Varnia Black Rose, had been with her devoted and loving husband for a year and couldn’t have been happier as she looked down at the creation of her and her husbands love.
Kiba Fury was equally thrilled to look upon at his children. He’d wanted a little girl so that there could be a strong willed woman to keep his sons in line but he wanted a boy so that he could teach him about flirting and not to mention to carry on the family name and now he had both. As the girl let out her first cry the heavens opened and the land was replenished by its tears. Night Rain. The girl would be called Lamica Rose while the boy would be Caleb, meaning kind and caring, Fury.
The family was really well off though none would think so due to the humble cottage they stayed in, the Fury family was a highly influential part of the vampire world as was the Rose family. Lamica and her brother were introduced to their vampire nature early, Lamica was an early bloomer, she was a child prodigy much like her brother though in different ways. Lamica was a prodigy in the arts while her brother was a prodigy when it came to fighting styles.
Lamica was born an artist and her parents loved her for it by the age of nine she could play the piano without thinking about what she was doing and could sing a variety songs in Latin, English and Gaelic. Caleb could use several different fighting styles with perfection. Their mother taught them early, teaching them everything she knew. They were raised to be noble, Lamica was brought up to believe that the strong should protect the weak and those who don’t have no right to call themselves nobles.
The family moved from the sweet little town they lived in and went to stay in a large town, Lamica and Caleb loved the move, the house was lovely and allowed Caleb to have a gym and Lamica to have a music room. The twins settled in quickly and made friends beside each other for until their move Lamica and Caleb had been the only vampires in their village but now they were introduced to many vampires their age, Lamica finally had someone to talk to other than her brother. .
Valentines Day, not only was it there eleventh birthday but it was also the day that the twins lost everything that mattered to them. Their father betrayed all that they stood for, he killed a human. As far as Lamica was concerned he’d destroyed the families honour by killing someone weaker than himself. Lamica would never forgive him so she left. Lamica was lucky enough to be found by a vampire who took her in.
The ride was quiet, Lamica merely sat silently. The guy who found her sat with her, they spoke the whole ride once he managed to get her to open up and Lamica found an attachment being formed between the two in that short time but there was one problem. Lamica didn’t get his name and never seemed to be able to find him again. Lamica stayed in his household while he travelled, his servants were told of her noble heritage and was treated accordingly.
Nothing changed. Her life remained the same, she made new friends, but her brother remained close, writing whenever he could and would receive a letter back from Ice who no-one in the family but him knew was Lamica. Her mother and father were still together and happy, Lamica wanted them to be happy even if her father was a traitor to the family, she wanted it for her mother. Her years in mans household flew by without anything major happening. She was now in her early 200‘s, she still hadn’t had a single relationship in her entire life, she watched couples within the household and felt even envious towards them. Even Caleb had someone but yet she was still alone. She left the household, venturing out into the world, looking for a place where she would find all that had been denied her.
More details: Lamica is more of a lover than a fighter.
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Full Name: Lance Demonblade
Age: 57
Race: Undead Human
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 78kg
Birthplace: Unknown
Birth Date: October 13th
Complexion: Pallid
Eye Colour: Dark Brown
Hair Colour: Grey
Attire: Black Steel Plate Armour
Occupation: Ex-Military Commander; Undead Wanderer
Personality Type: Chaotic Neutral
Weapon(s): Vesdrac - A Custom Broadsword
Power(s): Petrification Stone - a rune he wears around his neck, allowing him to turn a target into stone. Takes one week to recharge, meaning he can only use it once per week
Personality
Lance is an extremely unkind individual. However, he often approaches matters with diplomacy before violence, which can result in strangers being unaware of his true nature.
He knows when to show compassion and when to show force, allowing him to exploit his enemies easily. He is a brilliant tactician, and is able to come up with flawless battle strategies in a very short time.
Although he is cruel, Lance is not easily angered. He is very patient, even with those he dislikes.
Biography
Born within a great human kingdom, Lance was raised in a live of nobility. Thus, he was given a better education than the majority of the population.
Despite this, Lance pursued a life in the military. In order to be accepted into the ranks, Lance began weapons training at the age of sixteen. By the age of nineteen, he was enlisted in his home city's military, as a soldier.
Perseverance allowed Lance to slowly rise through the ranks, until - at the age of thirty - he was the guard captain of his city.
As it commonly does, power went to Lance's head, clouding his judgement and leading him to believe he could do anything. He rooted out all the crime he could within the walls of his home city, until he eventually became involved in a secret society of necromancers.
Rather than sending scouts out to discover these dark individuals, Lance thought if he discovered them himself, he would reap all the more rewards.
Lance managed to discover the lair of the necromancers that plagued his home, yet he was in well over his head; Lance was easily defeated, and as punishment for his actions, he was made slave to these sorcerers of the undead.
Lance was effectively killed, and reanimated to serve the necromancers. He was forced to serve under their whim for a decade, destroying his own town in exchange for keeping his body from rotting. This last fraction of humanity was enough to drive Lance to destroy his own people.
Eventually, Lance caught the very necromancer who had cast the reanimation spell on him unaware. He killed the man, ending his servitude to the undead. However, he paid the ultimate cost; Lance had lost his humanity, both physically and mentally. He was now a deranged, unkind individual. He began wandering the lands alone.
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Name: Lance Jaggerjack
Nickname: Crush
Age: 15
Height/Weight: Human ~ 5’9”/ 156. Wolf ~7’2”/280.
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Green
Personality: Very aggressive and easily angered but also very playful. Though he may be slightly immature and hot-tempered at times, Lance has a strong sense of honor and duty. He could basically be described as foolhardy.
Appearance: At 5’9” Lance’s human form is thin but is much stronger than he appears, being able to lift up to twice his weight, easily. His left arm has a tattoo of a black flame; he wears a black wind breaker with cut off sleeves, and black gloves with cut off finger sockets. In his wolf form, Lance has a smooth and healthy black coat with golden irises. His muscles grow dramatically making his build much bigger. He also has a noticeably larger amount of teeth than a normal werewolf. A scar appears on his face whenever he is in his wolf form, he received this scar while fighting a young dragon but it curiously only appears when he is in his wolf from and not in his human form, perhaps because he was in his lycan form when he recieved it.
Weapons: Katana and black combat knife.
Powers: Lance has the ability to control space, to a certain extent. He can manipulate gravity to make things unnaturally light or heavy. He can repel and attract objects in the same manner, but said object to not have to have mass to be repelled or attracted. He can warp small areas in about five meters in diameter and create small black holes for a short period of time. Utilizing his powers drain him greatly but he trains constantly to strengthen their duration and power.
History: Born into an upper-middle class family, Lance was aware of his lycanthropy from an early age, as both his parent’s are werewolves as well. He was happy to be a werewolf and the people of his village enjoyed his company as his family had kept out bandits and raiders. At the age of ten he began to realize his other power, the one that allowed him to manipulate space. Unable to properly control his powers, he began to unintentionally wreak havoc on the village. The people, not giving up on young Lance, offered to help him. A year past and Lance’s control grew, but he did not want to put anyone at risk because of his inability to control his talent. He then, at 12, left his village and vowed to return when he had mastered his powers.
Wolf Form
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Name: Laryssa Rozu
Nickname: Larry
Age: 22
What you are: Vampire.
Sex: Female
Weapon:
Powers: Spell casting, General vampire enhancements, Substance mimicry [The ability to transform into any substance touched for a short period of time.]
Animal: A bald cat, named Vince.
Personality: Very optimistic. Rather carefree, and oblivious to some of the cruel ways of the world. Curious and outgoing.
History: Laryssa's mother, Fiona, died giving birth to her, something which left her Father totally distraught. Spoiling Larry was something that helped him cope, protecting and caring for her with his life. Despite never knowing her Mother, Larry has lead a very happy and satisfied life. Her Father never remarried, or even attempted to date, so she had been raised as an only child with a single parent.
Although she can be quite naive and ignorant, she's constantly willing to learn. She's lead quite an average life, or as average as it could be, and has recently made the decision to move out of her home, despite her Father's obvious discomfort with the sudden desire. She has absolutely no idea that she's being followed however. - But with no danger, as they are a team of professionals, hired by her parent to guard her, and ensure no harm came to the girl.
Although she is a vampire, she practices spells and magic of the sort. Despite not being a Wiccan, her family has been known to be skilled in the area, giving her a natural ability to cast magic and spells. - But only those that are taught to her. For example, she cannot conjure up water, bend the element and whatnot, but she can cast a spell that she has read and practiced, which can draw water in from the air into a container of some sort. And, of course, being a vampirer, she has enhanced reaction times, senses, and general strength and speed.
Also, to explain the seperate, seemingly out of place power, each member of the Rozu family has one power, which can be absolutely anything, which they must discover on their own, and learn how to use somehow. Larry is struggling with her power, which is Substance mimicry.
Appearance:
Hair color: Very deep, dark chocolate brown. Seems black in most lights.
Eye color: Hazel/Green. [ Depends on the light.]
Build: Thin, light.
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Name: Laura Fox
Nickname: Fox
What you are: Kyuubi (Nine tailed fox)/Human
Sex: female
Hair color: Blond with red highlights
Eye color: Blue like the sky after a sun-shower
height/weight:
Human form 5'3" and 118lbs
Fox form 4' 75lbs
Weapon: She wields a katana, but is highly skilled in all forms of sword craft.
Powers:
Curatio: Allows her to heal none life threatening injuries with little impact and slow-kill injuries with time, but exhausts her.
Aestas Estas: Allows her to move like a summer storm, fast and furious with zero predictability.
Wil O' Wisp: Fox fire: Orbs of blue flame the color of her eyes can be used as a weapon or as a light.
Personality: Very shy, She is kind but avoids touching people if possible.
History: Taken as a slave by a demon she was used as a sex slave from the time she was six until she ten. She was liberated from her personal Hell by Javan whom she refers to as Pops. The two often travel separately but are never far apart.
More details: She is not interest in men as a result of her slavery.
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Name: Laurena Mechlavar
Age: (21 year old human terms)
Race: Half-Elf, Half Faerie
Height: 5' 6"
Weight: Average weight for her height
Physical Description: Laurena is a tall, slim, and slightly frail looking Elf-Faerie hybrid. She has very pale skin, which is soft but very cold. Her skin is has few scars marking it, but most don't look quite like scars (an experienced person could tell you that they're cuts that have been badly healed magically). She has two bright blue eyes that seem welcoming yet show someone who has been through a lot. She has golden-blonde hair that flows down her back. She has two large bright red and gold wings. She wears loose cloth scarlet clothes that seem to provide no protection at all; there are holes in the back for her wings. A long blue and gold, handcrafted staff is slung over her back (It’s painted to look gold it isn’t actually gold). She has a distinctive magical aura about her.
Possessions: Clothes as described above, Staff as described above, she is a traveller so has only gained a few Bishan from magical "tricks" she probably has about 80 Bishan. She also has few very basic equipment like a small carving dagger, a lantern, a home made sleeping bag...it just looks like a rag-bag thing...doesn't look like much. She has food rations and a large black cloak.
Powers or Strengths: Laurena is very proficient with magic, specializing in Healing, Necromancy and illusion type spells. In healing she can heal skin wounds (i.e. not very deep wounds). In necromancy she can raise the deceased in the ground around her to fight for her, she can also bring recently deceased back to life, she can also enhance the natural skin armour of others, growing their bones our through their skin, toughening it and making it resistant to physical attacks. She can create basic illusions creating images and hiding small objects (no objects bigger than 1 cubic meter can be hidden). She is also very good at using her staff despite her physical weakness. Her magical power soars uncontrollably once she becomes angry enough.
Weaknesses: When she is sent into a "rage" her magic ability becomes uncontrollable, the raw magic within her flows out of her affecting the world around her in a small radius in strange and bizarre ways. This magical rage usually influences only about 5 meters diameter but it depends on the extent of her rage. It can cause small objects such as mice, small cats, boxes, pebbles, sand, anything like that nearby to levitate and circle her, it can cause the ground to liquefy slightly, shake or rip apart. Also it has been known for rib like bones to grow out from the ground and encage her. Lightening bolts may fly from her, normally just striking the objects around her, though some unlucky person could be struck with a bolt. The air can often become quite dense making it hard to breathe and see, often like a thin fog. The air may often compact and resonate waves around her, blasting air for 10-20 meters around her, though this is usually weak, only picking up pieces of paper. If she is near water it starts to boil and evaporate or it levitates in clumps like the objects around her. When she tires herself out or her rage subsides she tends to faint, the stronger rages may leave her unconscious for hours. All of these effects increase as the intensity of her rage increases, though they will usually cut out immediately if one of these effects seriously injures an innocent. She is also frail and weak so heavy hits will knock her a long way, or unconscious. Also she uses her movements to harness her magic, so any locks or pins will prevent her casting.
History: Both Eleven and Faerie societies shunned Laurena since her birth. Her parents were distraught and angered by this reaction from their brethren. When the races agreed on the execution of the child, her parents fled with her. They survived for several years out in the wilds, hidden from anyone finding them. But one day they had made the mistake of camp just north, up stream from a village, Ethradon.
It had gotten dark and her father had gone out hunting, her mother stayed beside Laurena to make sure no one found her. A few miles away a gang of Elves happened upon seeing the plume of smoke that had grown up form the flames of the campfire. They thought that this might be a starting forest fire, or a campfire of someone not wanting to go too near the village. So they decided to investigate, after all “What would a camp be doing so close to a village?”
It was, conveniently enough, then that her mother decided to go and collect firewood for the now diminishing flame. Shortly after her leaving the group of elves stumbled onto the now deserted camp, except young Laurena, barely able to walk at this time, alone at the camp. They had heard about the bounty on the child's head and recognized her instantly from the descriptions of her. This was too good an opportunity for them to pass up. They took her further up stream to a waterfall and they let her fall.
A middle-aged, male beggar from the village had decided to come to the pool to drown himself, far away to prevent anyone from saving him. He had been kicked around by disrespectful kids, had his begging money stolen and having lost his dignity. He felt he could take no more. As he was walking along, beside himself with grief and sadness, walking towards his death, he caught sight of a small bundle floating down stream. Thinking this was his lucky day and what values it may hold he ran after it and pulled it from the stream. He almost dropped it when he discovered that is was alive. It coughed and choked awfully. He quickly opened the bundle to find a small, wriggling baby Fae. “Ok so it wasn’t a bag of jewels or valuable material but he could still gain a sympathy vote from it.” He decided. He kept the child and quickly gained enough money to buy food for both of them and her some clothes as she grew up. He quickly became very fond of her and adopted her as his own. Since the prize was claimed for the “death of the hybrid” she was dismissed as a look-a-like. The beggar was heart broken when she announced to him that she wanted to leave and travel the world, helping those in need, but he didn’t blame her and gave her all he could to help her on her journey.
During her travels she came across many magicians fake and real. She was always fascinated by them, real or not, and quickly picked up a few of their tricks. Though she hasn’t had any real lessons she has a powerful, potent underlying magical potential, and she aspires to take up lessons one day and to tap into that potential. Though at the moment she has neither the time, nor the money, to spend on such training. She has gathered a slight renown over the years, word travelling faster than her, but only among the few that didn’t find her amateur tricks and illusions degrading.
N.B after being forced to produce high quality character notes on another RP forum I got rejected so I decided to create her here.
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Name: Leon Cordoba
Nickname: Whitemane
Color: White
Eye color: Green
height/weight:6ft,13ft2" in wolf form.
Weapon: Leon employs a blessed longsword,an anceint lycan artifact used to kill vampires
Breed:Pureblood lycan,progenetors of the werewolf race
Personality: Benign,and advantagous
History:Leon was born in 1420,he was bitten in 1482 and succumbed to lycanthropy.though old his wolf form seemed to embody his wild spirit,he was very powerfull,even amongst his elder kin.little or nothing is known about the lycan elder,as he lives isolated with his pack,the white fangs,in the wastelands of sinkertai...he is loathe of vampires and slavers and knows more of werewolves than anyother living being
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Name: Leonid Narven
Nickname: Leo, The architect
What you are: Human Wizard
Sex: Male
Hair color: Grey
Eye color: Dark Blue
height/weight: 5'0 110
Weapon: Ancient Text
Powers:
Runic Barrier - One of the incantations found inside the Leonid's book. After speaking out the incantation and 'drawing' certain symbols with one's hand in the air; a blue circular barrier is formed around the person intended to receive it. It protects the user from 3 magical attacks before dispersing. All physical attacks done outside the barrier simply bounce back and the barrier seems to be able to sustain life without dispersing from physical attacks. People outside the barrier can walk in, but the barrier does not increase in size.
Spectral Sword - After chanting the incantation from the book, 3 blue, dull glowing swords are summoned. The user can use them both offensively and defensively. The user can point there hand in a certain direction sending 1 sword that way. Whether it hit the target or not, it disperses after impact. Defense wise, the sword will automatically block a melee attack, then disperse. Anything with any magical properties will go through the sword(s) and to the person being protected. (Unless the magic went over the target's head or something of that sort.)
Documentation - This is automatically done, apparently. Upon meeting a new person; Leonid's book adds a new page listing that person's name, behavior, age, or anything else learned verbally. Physical description is not recorded and Leonid has to learn these things from that person specifically or nothing is recorded.
Animal: The book allows Leonid to transform into a stag deer.
Breed: Human
Personality: Leonid is a scholar at heart. His time is devoted to reArchives of the past and any objects made then. Leonid is very factual in nature and tends not to hold a conversation that isn't factual for very long. He is neither good nor evil and simply works to better his own knowledge without using it for or against anyone.
History: Leonid was born into a family in a small farm outside of Final Fantasy City. He spent much of his time in libraries, museums and other such. He was and still is a major bookworm and history enthusiast. When he grew older and left the house, he began adventuring the wild, unexplored regions of the world; looking for ruins and treasures of old. On one such expedition he happened upon an old book. The book was written in an old language using the same writing system used today. Even by just verbally saying the incantations out loud, even without knowing what it meant, a spell would be activated.
Leonid continues to explore the world reArchivesing history, but he has also begun to reArchivesing magic as well; taking great interest in the supernatural.
More details: For some reason or another the computer keeps changing the word r-e-s-e-a-r-c-h-i-n-g to reArchivesing. So keep in mind that it's the stupid computer, not me.
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Name: Liam of the Mouse Guard
Breed: A Mouse
Gender: Male
Hair color: Light brown
Eye color: Black
Appearance: The size of a normal mouse, wears a green cloak.
Weapon: Sword of Endurance – The sword cannot be broken
Powers: A skilled scout with training in stealth, fighting and speed
Personality: Good, Liam is very trustworthy but has trouble trusting others, a common trait with mice because of there large amount of predators. Though once his trust is gained he is very nice and will do anything to help a friend in need.
History: Liam is part of the mouse guard, a mouse military operation to find safe passage through dangerous lands to other safe mouse territory and also to ensure the survival of the mouse species. Liam has been trained as an elite scout of the Guardsmice. He joined during the war with the weasels. Although he is a young mouse he is very enthusiastic about his role in the Mouse Guard. Liam is very interested in the world humans and big creatures live in and has gotten in trouble before for attempting to communicate with them.
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Name: Lig
Nickname: Lizard
Sex: Male
Color: Red, even though he can change color to camoflauge.
Eye color: Black, turns amber when mad and blue when sad.
Stone:
(regular stone : Granite)(gemstone: Zircon)
Flower: Anthurium
Symbol: Fire that resembles this symbol
Element: All, but he hasn't learned any of them yet.
Personality: Lig is a bit of a clumsy youngling. It's easy to see why, he's a young dragon and can't get used to his claws. But he's more determined than most, pushing himself to the limit a lot. The personality of a dragon is loyal and brave, something that he shows as well. Lig likes to invent and design. His best inventions are the so called direction rocks, which is actually just normal black granite that he flips up in the air and follows their points. A creative one, he respects people but doesn't care about what they call him. A lizard is his nickname after all. But the word shorty sets him off.....which doesn't bode well. There are some peculiar things that he does, but I want you to figure that out for yourself.
In what words can we describe Lig's father? Howabout, kind, mercifull and powerfull? But greedy....yes greedy. He was a man of money. And when he took over his dad's place into the kingdom, he struck the people as a two faced man. When he helped a woman who was also a millionaire, he made her pay taxes. When he rescued a griffin who needed a place to stay, he made him give up his gold bracelet from his deceased brethren. Although he made it look as if he was being kind, he was actually robbing the town. As a youngster it was give me this give me that and nobody could refuse the king! Kinpaku loved his greed, and spent much time flashing about in it. He flaunted his silver and gold about, laughing and laughing. But it was when he became an adult when he asked something way more than the people could afford.
Kinpaku asked for all the most beautiful dragons in the land. As in all the dragons in his land. The townspeople were astonished that their king would ask for this, they thought all he wanted was riches beyond love. But how could they refuse? At least it wasn't another tax to pay! So the eldest son and his father would venture out of the city and look in the neighboring fields, forests and maggot filled alleys for the most lovelly of female dragons. Before long, 20 lovelly females had been found, and they all marched up into Kinpaku's lair confused, scared, happy, or mad. Kinpaku, now a very handsome red dragon, approached them all and nuzzled them to see their reaction. One tried to slash him and Kinpaku kindly licked her claw back. Some giggled in pleasure and some cried in embarrassment. But one nuzzled back in the same manner as a married couple would, and Kinpaku knew she was the one. Releasing the rest, Kinpaku and the lady dragon (who's name was Mikkoku) married and loved one another without a care in the world for others. As Mikkoku intended.
It was one day when a messanger appeared to the king and the new queen and commented on the vast gold. The compliments to his collection made Kinpaku smile, but when the messanger began to talk of someday it being his child's Kinpaku growled deeply. He ordered the messanger away and Mikkoku looked to him in silent sorrow. The dragon was very greedy again. And the very thought of a new dragon taking over made him angered beyond most reason. Mikkoku was pregnant, and it was almost time to lay her egg. But she was afraid of how her new husband would handle the news, so she remained silent. She already had a great name if it was a boy.....Faktiskt sounded like a great name. It meant real.
Day after day Kinpaku got more and more afraid of a child taking over. Where would his gold and riches go? No more kingdom life that was for sure! Kinpaku looked to the Timeline, trying to remember a happy event. Loving his wife came to mind. Then he realized. It had been 9 months, was Mikkoku...? No it couldn't be he decided. But that thought haunted him, and it only worsened when a messenger came with books on baby dragons. Mikkoku did have a bigger stomach as well....Kinpaku decided to ask his wife one night, and he charged to her room. Opening the door he was shocked to find an egg beside his wife. Mikkoku tried to explain she had been afraid of telling him and Kinpaku shouted threats of everything. The female dragon was fearfull of the stronger dragon and grabbed the egg before fleeing to the forests and flying to a cave. The cave where she lived before.
It wasn't long before Kinpaku found her and proceeded to beat her. He beat her until she was near death. On the floor beside her child she cried out, to try to say her son's name. But all that came out was a wierd sound that sounded like ''Lig...'' before turning to a death rattle which signified her death. Kinpaku realized his mistake and killed hiself to be with the one he loved beyond riches. And as their blood spilt on the cave ground, the egg sat, and remembered the name.
The egg was later founded by a golden dragon who had murdered her husband and wanted a child of her own. She grasped the egg into her claw and took off, but many birds came out of nowhere and began harming her. She dropped the egg, and flew away when she heard the crack. The egg didn't crack open yet (since it's a dragon egg) and had landed in a nest of bird eggs, which was the cause of the crack sound. Flopping down, it bounced into an abandoned wolf den, where it began to split open. As it split, a small, almost comical looking lizard flopped out. A lot of dragons look like lizards when young, but this one seemed totally lizard. It looked around and escaped into the forests, where it would live for quite the while.....
Juring the time in the forest, Lig (he somehow decided to give himself that name) learned to camoflauge hiself and develope great senses and a sense of speed. Although his wings had not grown, he had developed a sweet jumping skill from his longer back legs. He became a master at making tools to keep enemies away and was called Lizard by most others because of his lizard looks. He doesn't know of his heritage, but may find out why he has no mom or dad.
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Name: Lily O'Connell
Nickname: Divine One
Class: Templar Cleric
Deity: Bahamut (Lily can call upon the Deity Bahamut to cleanses her allies of all effects. Ex poison.)
What you are: Dwmere
Sex: Female
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: green
height/weight: 5'5 125LB
Items: Ritual Book, 100 gold Chainmail armor.
Weapon: None
Powers:
Spirit of Health: You conjure an insubstantial spirit that hovers in the air nearby and heals your wounded comrades.
Seal of Protection: You create a circle of faintly glowing symbols that halts your enemies and protects your allies from attack, but opens you up for attack.
Holy Wrath: A burst of furious light washes over your foes and fortifies you
with the wrath of your god
Rituals:
Linked Portal[/u] Requirements (The blood of each passenger.)
You create a circle of glowing sigils and state your desired
destination—any place you name. The circle fills with a hazy
vision of the place. When you step inside the circle, you are
instantly transported to your destination, no matter how far
away it is.
Personality: (Lawful Good) Lily will do what ever in her power to protect innocent people from harm. Aside from that, Lily is too trusting at times.
History: Lily's history goes far back to when her brother Sigmul took care of her. After the attack on her home her brother sent her away to Final Fantasy City for protection while he fought along side the other Dwmere's at port Gysiss. There at Final Fantasy City Lily further increased her powers as a Divine Cleric, and worshiping under the deity of Bahamut.
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Name:Livia Drusilla
Alias:Brianna Kyrus, Livia ex-Cursori, Linda Patronus Gaius
What You Are: Elder Vampire, Leader of the Path of the Blood Vampire Clan.
Age: 2069 years old
DOB: January 30th, 59 BC
Sex: Female
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Purple, Amethyst when light shines on them.
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 145 lbs
Weapon(s): At least 12 knifes hidden on her body, .45 Colt Service Pistol, Dead Man's Gun.
Powers: Flight(via the huge bat wings that she can hide or show at will), Physical Prowess, Mental Prowess.
Artifacts:
Mask of A Thousand Faces:
A silver circlet with a single blood red ruby set in the center, it allows it's wearer to change her appearance at will.
www.willadsenfamily.org/sca/danr_as/circlet/Image12.jpgCloak of Ghostly Visage:
A finely woven cloak of silk, imbued with magic to allow it's user to become incorporeal at will.
www.shadowdalecreations.com/cloak%203.pngRing of the Sun Sage:
A white gold ring with four small gems of different colors set in the middle. One is blue, another a tan/brown, a third is red and the last is green. If the user is a vampire, it allows that user to stay in the sun for an hour, provided the gems have not been exposed to sun light for 6 hours prior to that.
meaningofflower-s.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/tanzanite-gold-ring.jpgPeriapt of Power Copying:
A small necklace bearing a single, large amethyst, it provides the user with the ability to copy a beings powers and use them themselves. Can only hold the abilities of one being at a time.
www.moonslightmagic.com/images/categories/magical_amulet.jpgBelt of Seduction:
This plain leather belt with a simple iron buckle allows the user to use the myriad of pheromones and hormones to seduce any being of any gender, should the user so desire.
Personality: Being such an old Vampire has had it's toll on Brianna. She no longer cares for such minor things as fame, fortune. She sees the most important thing in the world as being friends and family. The more simple pleasures of life. Seeing as how her entire family is dead, she simply made her own.
Dead Man's Gun:
Something thought to be mealy myth, Livia found it as a result of a spell gone awry. Given that she is technically dead, the evil of the gun doesn't betray her. Instead, it serves her well, as it never misfires or jams.
History:
Born January 30th, 59 BC to Marcus Livius Drusus Claudianus and his wife, Aufidia, Livia was married the first time, to Tiberius Claudius Nero, in 43 BC.
In 42 BC, she had a child, a son, Tiberius, after his father. He would go on to become the Second Emperor of the Roman Empire.
Her father, along with Gaius Cassius Longinus and Marcus Junius Brutus, commited suicide at the Battle of Philippi. Her husband continued fighting on behalf of Mark Antony and his brother. In 40 BC, she and her family was forced to flee to Italy to avoid Octavian's proscriptions. They later moved to Sicily to join with Sextus Pompeius and moving to Greece later.
General amnesty was announced, and Livia returned to Rome, where she was personally introduced to Octavian in 39 BC. By now, she was pregnant with her second son, Nero Claudius Drusus.
Octavian divorced his wife at the time, Scribonia, and on the 17th of January, 39 BC, Octavian married Livia, after forcing Tiberius to divorced her. (Liva was 19 at this point.) At age 25, she became very ill. Unknown to her or anyone, she had gotten bone cancer.
However, help came to her from a most unlikely source. One of the very few and very talented physicians came with an assistant. This assistant offered her a way out of her predicament. She listened to him and when he was finished, she scoffed and told the insane man to go away. Vampires were a thing of myth, after all!
So, in response, he proved it. First, he took to the air, flying about 15 feet off the ground. Then, he turned into a raven. And last, he move her bed. Without touching it. She seemed stunned, but she listened to him explain the cost of this gift and took more of it in this time. She accepted. And Devin, first of the vampires, turned her. He taught her everything she needed to know about being a vampire.
Octavian died in 14 AD and her first son, Tiberius, took the throne of the Roman Empire. In 29 AD, having faked aging using the circlet her late husband had given her, she then faked her death, and went about living for the rest of time. Over the years, she collected a number of artifacts. She now possesses six of them.
More Details: Her Physical prowess gives her the speed, strength and constitution to rival a hundred men. Her Mental Prowess allows her to telekineticaly manipulate the world around her.
