Character Index!

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Name: Ozlemek
Nickname: dirty crossbreed
Hair color: midnight blue
Eye color: deep purple
height/weight: very thin, but not without muscle, stronger than average
Weapon: sharpened metal pole, unbendable, resembles a quarter-staff
Powers: resistance to vampire powers beyond their physical strength/speedis learning to manipulate fire inate ability to sense people whom he has previously encountered
Animal: involantarily turns into a vampire-esque creature
Breed: Mutated Vampire
Personality: tries to do what is right, but inevitably has to feed
History: his earliest memory is from three months ago, he awoke submerged,
sinking into a deep abyss, after struggling to swim to the surface,
and a crawl onto shore, he came across a man wondering by the shore at night.
the man, seeing the half drowned, naked man, took pity on him and took him home.
he clothed him and tried to nurse him, but he would not eat.
he named him ozlemek. a few weeks later, ozlemek awoke to find himself not himself,
his vision was defined and in a deep blue, and his breath was deep and panting.
on seeing the kind man across from him he felt a uncontrolable urge, a hunger.
and so he had his first victim.
horrified he fled.
he learned from then that sunlight hurt him and fire frightened him.
when he felt the urge to feed, he drank his vicims blood, only to replse himself later.
confused and alone, he wondered towards a feeling in his head, a pull toward somewhere,
towards someone he knew.
and so he came to Burghess City.

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Name: Peanut
Nickname: Peanut is his real name.
What you are: Angel
Sex: Male
Hair color: White
Eye color: White
height/weight: 5'5/advarge
Weapon: magic
Powers: magic
Animal: none
Breed: Angel
Personality: Sweet, fun, smart, exciting.
History: He is an angel warrior of god. Peanut was the angel when back then took Amira into his care and Hawk the werewolf rasied her and taught her to fight. So Peanut watching over Amira and makes sure nothing happens to her and if she needed help he will be there by her side in a white flash of light.
More details: Not at the moment.

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Name: Phoenix Aurora Dark
Nickname: Onyx
age: 15
Breed: Were-wolf and sorceress
Color: Mixture of black with golden tints
Eye color: Ice Blue with black tints
height: 5'4 (A little taller than her mother);
weight: 120 pounds- she is medium weight (not skinny but not fat). She is curvy.
Power: Beside transforming she has some gift toward the craft due to her father
Weapon: A sword, her claws when she transformed.
Personality: She has a fierce temper. She is very stubborn and will do things no matter what other people say. She is also a smartass, but has a soft spot and will help out. She has kind of dark in her humor. She try to keep anything she view dark in check- especially her beast.
History: Phoenix "never got to meet her real father", being the fact he died shortly after she was born [so she was told but she knows her father is alive and see him when ever they can]. Her mother, who was a princess of a were-wolf pack, and her father got together briefly and she was the product of that meeting. She was told her father was control by an evil man, but in the end gave up his life to make sure her mother and herself was safe.
Her step-father is a real awesome guy. Being a Dragon rider,Donvel. She is starting to show sign of having magic. Donvel is starting to teach her what is classified as white magic- though she been seeing shadow who whisper things and tend to slip and do something that makes Keara worries that she was born her father's ability to handle and use dark magic.
Extra: She is 15 years old

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Name: Qugra Thaian
Nickname: Q
Hair color: Black
Eye color: black
height/weight: 7'0" tall with a muscular frame which puts his weight at about 250 pounds
Weapons: He carries a Zanbato that is strapped to his back. One such as this..
Powers: He uses his sword as a tool to unleash his powers of sending a rippling wave of force. Usually in the form of a powerful gust of air to obliterate his opponent.
Animal: Black Wolfhound
Breed: Vampire
Personality: Qugra is always calm and friendly.
History: His history will be revealed through rps
More details: N/A

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Name: Quinlan
Nickname: none
Color: Red
Eye color: Blue when complacent, purple when angry.
Stone: Sapphire
Flower: Rose
Symbol: Candle
Element: Fire
Personality: Quinlan is a loving dragon, though he tends to be very impulsive and hot headed. Very social and friendly with mortals and always caring for them. He will let nothing harm his friends, be them human or dragon.
History: Quinlan was born from an egg in a volcanic region, where his clan lived. He was encouraged to get to know humans and understand them as his clan considered it vital that humans and dragons be close. This has led to Quinlan learning to shapeshift into human forms, so as not to arouse too much fear.
He is still young for a dragon however and has much to learn. Despite this he's already had his fair share of battles.
More details: His forms tend to be teenaged, they being the age he'd be as a human.

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Name: Quinn Fathum
Nickname: Panther
Hair color: Black with red high lights
Eye color: yellow
Age: 26
height/weight: 6'1" 160lbs
Appearance: a tall slim man with black cat ears and a black tail
Weapon/s: a Katana tinted black.
Powers: can turn in to a half panther half man[when turned Quinn's strength and speed is doubled], can make himself invisable, can choose to see with heat vision.
Animal: Panther
Breed: Cat man
Personality: Quinn is Kind to most people unless given a good reason not to be. even though he is very nice Quin will put his life on the line to keep the people he cares about/ loves safe.
History: not much is knowen about Quinn
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Name: Qwix Greenbottle
Nickname: Qwixy
What you are: Gnome
Hair color: short and to the point, dark brown with a tint of green
Eye color: giant bluish green eyes
height/weight: height is about 4ft (roughly up to the waste of a human), weight is 105lbs
Weapon:
- A short double edged sword
- Darts
- Studded Plate Mail
Powers:
- The power to not be effected by mass
- Jump 15ft into the air
Animal: Has a pet turtle which itself is trained to act as a transport (the turtle has the power to run at super fast speeds) the turtles name is turtle or turty
Breed: Gnome?...Male
Personality: Good, Qwix loves to crack jokes and pull small pranks. He is addicted to combat fighting and he and turty love traveling. He is always high spirited and wanting to meet knew people.
History:Qwix grew up in a small gnomish village on the ocean, there he spent most his life in training preparing for a war which there village seemed to be caught in the middle of. Although this was the situation they were hardly ever attacked because of the incredibly small number they had, they weren’t important enough. Most of the gnomes would train to become mages of some sort but that was not for Qwix he was to addicted to the wonders of the sword and armour. Someone had to protect the robe styling mages! Qwix’s best friend was a magical turtle he had ‘found’ in the mages quarters one day, once he took it the mages claimed it would never leave him. Soon Qwix left the village with his enchanted turtle and set off to a human town where he learned to become a warrior. Although he could not escape his gnomish stereotype and ended up unintentionally developing powers of his own. Qwix set off to war to fight the good fight when it had ended over the span of his youth. Now 19 years old Qwix left the town to go visit his turtle’s family… which he has no idea where that is!

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Name: Rachel
Nickname: Rae (you can call her either)
Hair color: Mahogany Brown
Age: 18
Eye color: Sky Blue
height/weight: 5'6/ 120 very athletic looking
Weapon: bow& large sword
Powers:
Great Strength
she can stay in the sunlight as long as she wants
Animal: Bobcat
Personality: Rae is a good vampire, who has great power over her blood-lust. She hates what she is, and wishes she could be anything else. The fact that she is dead haunts her everyday, and she can not help but dislike other vampires for it. But she will admit that, like her, not all of them are bad. She is very outgoing a lot of the time, and she has an edge that causes her to stand out in a crowd. She is attractive, and knows it, so sometimes, she will take to much advantage of it.
History: The afternoon of Senior prom, she got ready. Dress on, make up on, only thing left was the hair. No one knew that the hair stylist was a vampire. No one knew that Rachel would be his next victim. But it was fate, and when the time came, no one could stop him. She never went to prom that night, her boyfriend thought he had been ditched. Everyone wondered, where the runner up for the crown was. No one knew she lay in an empty hotel room, with the a gift (or curse) upon her. She woke hungry, and the cleaning lady was to be next. Blood on Rachel's hands she ran, ran until she couldn't run anymore. She collapsed near a small building. A small woman came out and dragged her in. She cleaned the dirt of her face, and gave her a place to sleep. But Rachel woke alone, with a flier for a bar. In big bold letters it said. HELP WANTED.
More details: *yawn* i usually would, but I'm really tired

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Name: Ragnus Morfan
Nickname: Half-breed
What you are: Half ape demon and half human
Sex: male
Hair color: brown
Eye color: Human form is blue while demon form is yellow
height/weight: 6'1 in human form and 6'9 in demon form.
Weapon: a single katana
Powers: Can transform into demon form obtaining great strength and half human half demon form for great speed, can climb rugged surfaces with ease and is a capable fighter.
Animal: Carries a small kitten on his head, it's name is Marru
Personality: Is a good person with a bit of an arrogant side and doesn't think things through all the time. Is kind towards people and has a good sense of humor.
History: Ragnus was born by a human mother who was a simple villager but had a demon father who resided in a forest near the village. As such he was unaccepted by humans and demons, his physical appearance was fine except for his small tail when he is human. He was raised by his mother and began to fend off low class demons from his village at the age of 15. He eventually wandered onto a small black kitten left in the village that people were cautious of due to superstitions of bad luck. Ragnus, knowing the pain of being alone took the kitten in and named it Maruu. Ragnus is now traeling the world in search of adventure in the world.
More info: When in demon form, grows to a slightly larger size and grows hair out. He become enraged in this form running only on beserk rage and instinct. When in half demon human form, has heightened sense of smell, hearing, and sight. He is capable of thinking in this form although to a limit as he is half demon in this state.
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Name: Rane
Color: Her hair is a auburn, a deep red that is almost brown
Eye color: Amber
height/weight: 5' 3"
Weapons: (Hunter Form) She has crossing twin short swords on her back, a small throwing knife on each of her upper arms, dual pistols on on her back right behind her hips, two long daggers on the sides of each leg below her knee, and lastly she has a large witch blade down her spine.
(Normal Human Form) She will carry as many blades as her outfit allows.
Personality: Closed, she likes to keep herself hard to read. She feels its safer for those around her, if there are any at all. Her mental walls keep herself neutral, at least on the outside.
Appearance: Her forehead has five vertical scars in a neat row under her bangs.
History: The only daughter of Demitri. A pure blood Werewolf, He was a strong influential leader of a very large pack. She didn't agree with his views and rebelled. She didn't want to become a monster and take the lives of innocent beings. Her father always wanted a son to carry on the pack and continue the blood line. He labeled Rane as a failure and a few years after her birth at the age of six she watched her father slay her mother. She was barren, unable to produce him the son he craved so he exterminated her. Rane's childhood consisted of horrors and torture. She was the outlet to her fathers anger. She was abused and unloved.
Demitri constantly forced his views upon her and she was severely punished when she would not obey. It all became so much, and she fled. Her best friend Isacc helped her escape in the middle of the night. He showed her a secret passage in the freezer of the kitchen. The passage was a tunnel that lead her to the outskirts of her father's territory. She left, and vowed to end the lives of creatures like her father. She then dedicated her life to hunting.
She lives her life in secret constantly hiding from anything that could give her location to her father. There was a death penalty on her head. She is a tracker, hunting down vampires, demons, werewolves, and other deadly creatures of the underworld. She knew she had to grow stronger or Demitri could never be stopped. Her father sensed the great power within her, he kept her in check using fear and abuse, but now she is free and full of anger and revenge.

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Call Sign: Reaper
Name: No name on record.
What You Are: Human
Sex: Male
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Blue
Height:6"0
Weight:175 athletic build.
Weapon(s):Duel Pistols, Assault Rifle, Grenades, Breaching charges,C4 explosive, Flash bang, Holy grenade and ammunition.
Personality:Cold, calculating, serious, deadly and efficient everything a soldier should be. Only known to show emotion to other humans and other soldiers never to those who came from hell to take it. "Humans almost died when the Apocalypse started and we lost our world...So its only fare that we are the ones to take it back."
History: At birth he was trained, conditioned and bred to be a paranormal killing machine. After the fall of everything we knew or loved it was simple to say that we thought we would die off quickly and that the demons and monsters that came from hell to take our homes and loved ones would win and we would fade from history and memory...Then there was a odd thing that happened. Those that did not die and those who hid all heard about a woman who was one of the monsters a woman named Amira...She was supposedly fighting for the humans and there were rumors going around about her being the chosen one and that she would be the one to save us all and return to us the world that we once knew...Well to hell with that! The humans lost everything when the demons came so its only right for us to fight back and take back whats ours that is why a Special Paranormal Assault Unit (AKA: S.PA.U.) was created to combat the demons and monsters and send them back where they belong...to hell.
Reaper is his call sign...he was not given a real name because he was never meant to survive for long but something that he did not count on happened...Reaper was part of the last war of humans against demons the one where we pushed back as hard as we could to send them back where they belong and we actually saw victory within our grasp but then "He" came. The demon king appeared before the last of the humans that would not hide...and never before were we so easily brushed aside and killed off. The thing that Reaper did not count on was that after he himself was given a mortal injury all time stopped around him and he heard a laughter, the laughter of Death. Death approached Reaper and made him a deal...Death had said that as long as Reaper killed every demon and every monster he came across that he would not die and he would not know pain...Death would keep him alive as long as he worked for him. Reaper of whom was on the edge of death and falling and who had so much anger for the demons and monsters that took everything he knew, did not think about the choice he saw only the opportunity to get back at the bastards that caused him the loss of his family and so much pain, So without hesitation he agreed and darkness took him but when he opened his eyes everything was already over...the demons won and he found himself in the middle of a giant battle ground with the body's of countless family and friends that had died while fighting along side him. He came to find out that those who survived were very small in number and the humans were just trying to have a normal life and trying to survive. Well the time for Survival was over...the time for taking back whats ours, is now.
...The special paranormal assault unit program that created soldiers like Reaper came about because of the one named Amira. After it was said that one of the monsters was fighting against its own kind that is when the humans said enough and they thought to themselves that they did not need pity...they only needed guns and finely tuned soldiers with a will and hunger to use them and a hunger to kill and get revenge...thats what reaper is...he is the answer to the demons question about how we would like to die the answer is..." We are not going to die....You are!"
More Details:Because of Reapers deal with death he cannot die and he cannot be stopped...he has no powers or special ability's say for his custom made ammunition and weapons that allow him to kill any unlucky demon or any other damned creature that is unlucky enough to cross his path...he is on a mission and he has no time for anything else but revenge.

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Name: Redem Atororothy
Nickname: Gills
What you are: Am a fish man. looks like a fish but walks like a man.
Sex: Male
Hair color: None
Eye color: Black and shiny like a fish
height/weight: 6'0/130
Weapon: His fish spikes on his back that pop up when he wants them to are filled of poision.
Powers: Like a fish. Can breath under water and a speed of one when in the water.
Animal: unknown
Breed: fish man
Personality: He's a very super smart guy. Good.
History: Was born in Red Blood lake and kind of raised in the underwater city of Geysiss. He is full fish. Looks like one with the gills and his is the color green but its a dark green. He left home when he was little and became a cop in Red Blood. He wears a water tank on his back that is light that tubs run into his gills so he can walk on land when he needs too. When his partner was murdered trying to save him he left Red Blood and went back underwater to Geysiss and all that so he could get away from his problems but not soon did he know he would could not run from his past forever.
More details: Nothing to add right now.

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Name:
Rena Adjuril
Nickname:
Sparky
Age:
15
Hair Color:
A light brown
Eye Color:
Yellow
Height/Weight:
5' 4" weighs about 95 lbs.
Body:
She is usually in her black panther form but when she is in her human form, she wears a black, tight, t-shirt type of hoodie and a frilled black skirt.
Weapons:
She can summon an obsidian longsword, which funnels her electricity.
Powers: Since she has a demon panther sealed inside her, she has a variety of abilities. Here are some;

- Her main power which she has mastered is the control of electricity. She can create balls of energy and throw them, make walls of energy, absorb energy from elecrical outlets and other electricity powered objects, shoot bolts of lightning, and many other things.
- Heal minor wounds.
- Make small barriers.
- Summon her magical sword. It is made from obsidian that was created and shaped in hell by satan himself.
- Can see the magical aura emitted by living creatures.
- Van turn in to a black panther. (she usually prefers this form and only every week or so turns in to her human form.)
Animal: None
Breed:
Human with a demon panther sealed inside her.
Personality:
Mainly keeps to herself. Does not abide by laws or rules. Dislikes dogs and werewolves.
History:
I don't want to sound like other characters history but she can't remember anything other than before being dragged in to hell an having a demon that was working for the forces of light sealed inside her. She has been using her powers for her own purposes and uses them mainly for bad reasons. She is on the run as an outlaw for assassinating a werewolf government official, because he insulted her for being a demonic human. This would'nt have been so bad if she wasnt forced at the age of 9 to be gragged in to hell and have the demon forged in to her own soul and spirit.
More Details:
Loves to eat ramen and other than that she loves to eat fish and drink milk or cream. Loves the color of blood(dark red).
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Name: Rex

Nickname: Basilisk

What you are: Basilisk which is a giant snake
Hair color: None
Eye color: Dark green and black
height/weight: Unknown other then a huge snake.
Weapon: Its stare or its bite
Powers: Can stare someone in the eyes and they die or bite them with a poison that can’t be healed unless a phoenix bird was near
Animal: None
Breed: Reptile
Personality: Very Evil
History: Rex was born to a Sorcerer named The Count.
More details: The Basilisk is the mythical king of the serpents. The basilisk is born from a spherical yolkless egg, which was laid by a seven-year rooster and hatched by a toad. According to the legends there are two species of Basilisk. The first is a creature that burns everything it approaches the second kind can kill every living thing with a mere glance. Both species are so evil that their breath wilts vegetation and can crack stones. A basilisk is a highly poisonous creature. It was though the only way to kill a Basilisk is by holding a mirror In front of its eyes, the moment the creature sees itself in the mirror it dies of sheer fright. The basilisk had natural enemies the weasel was immune to the Basilisks glance, and if the Basilisk should here a c*ck crow it would be killed instantly.

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Name: Riosiac Rathilas
Nickname: Rios, or ‘Chains of Fate’ to some
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Red
height/weight: height- about 5’ 10”, weight- 178 or so
Weapon: Muramasa - a long, black katana with a serrated edge, with a strange fishhook-effect near the tip. Cannot be sheathed until it tastes blood, also the damage dealt to and from the wielder increases dramatically.
Tsidarai - A katana always coated with searing hot liquid metal. The fluid is holy as a base, Especially useful against the unholy.
Powers: Ritual walls – glowing red sigils and symbols he can create out of thin air, to use defensively or as platforms. Breakable, with enough force.
Exero – An ability any human can master, although usually it takes a lifetime, Rios learned under special circumstances. Bones protrude from the body, encasing it to form means of attacking and defending.
Breed: Human
Personality: has a sense of justice that makes him rush into a situation without thinking clearly, as long as someone seems innocent. Also easy to embarrass, and anger. He hates arrogant, stuck-up types the most.
History: Afflicted with black markings at birth, these dark symbols were an omen of evil being as much a part of him as his flesh and blood. After a long and arduous twelve years, a swordsman by the name of Dalketh took him on as a pupil, and adoptive son. Dalketh was a legend already, although he was lying low at the time… with his newly mastered swordsmanship, Rios set out to prove that he was not born evil, that he wasn’t destined for darkness… a lot of time and events have passed since then, most notably the loss of three fingers on his left hand, and their replacement by movable metal claws. He looks for a place he can quiet down, and forget some things best left that way. he has a distaste for vampires, apparently he hasn't had any good run-ins with them.
(made this a little quick.. may edit soon.)

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Name: Robert Hamilton
Nickname: Deaths Angel/ Angel/ Angel of Death
Age: 19
What you are: Hunter
Hair color: long and black with a red stripe down the right side of his head. But is covered up by a black and red Du-rag.
Eye color: black. His pupils can turn red.
Appearance: Is black with a scar across his right eye. wears black baggy pants, a black shirt with no sleeves, and a black with red trimming zip up hoody.
height/weight: 6'5"/ 170lbs
Weapon: Two demon katanas that can manipulate wind and
wrist bands on both arms that can fire special bullets.
Powers: regeneration, super strength, and super fast.
Animal: A black wolf
Breed: Human
Personality: cold but good at times.
History: Robert was born and given to a orphanage. One day the orphanage became a battle ground between vamps and wolfs. Everyone died but him. Wandered trough a jungle fighting for survival. A hunter came across him passed out in a puddle. The hunter took him in and started to train him. One day the man was ripped apart by a werewolf right in front of Robert. He killed the wolf and started to travel. He came across a young wolf and took it in. He trained the wolf and made it stronger. Him and the wolf rarely split up. When he turned 16 he was confronted by a demon. He offered him power in return for his soul. Robert took the deal. The demon also gave him his two swords. The demon said that in a few years took take the soul. 6 to be exact. The demon turned out to be the Devil. People started to here what Robert had done. They branded on him the name The Angel of Death. He is now one of the most famous hunters.
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Name: Robert James
Nickname: RJ
Age: 16
Color: Black with some red strands
Eye color: black
height/weight: 6'0"/170
Weapon: none
Breed: Werewolf
Personality: a good person, but has no control over his werewolf form. Has a quick temper at times.
History: RJ was born in a large beautiful city. One of the only ones in this world. He lived in a middle class family with his mom, dad, and sister. One day while with his friends, walking home from school, they were attacked by what looked to be a large dog. Two got away, one was brutally killed, and RJ was injured. RJ had passed out from the pain of the injury, which was a deep bite mark on his side. He awoke the next day in the hospital. The doctor came to check up on him and take a look at the wound, but somehow it had quickly healed. The doctor didn't question it, and sent RJ home. As soon as he left the hospital he could tell something was different about him. His eyes were better, his hearing had become stronger, along with his whole body. He seemed faster, more agile, and had a very high stamina. He ran all the way home, constantly doing flips and stunts. When he got home his parents and sister hugged him, glad nothing had happen to him. He started to watch TV when he suddenly became hungry. But this hunger was something new to him. It was unbearable, and unsatisfying. When dinner was called he ate all his food, his sisters food, and all the left overs, and was still hungry. Being unable to satisfy his hunger he went to bed. He began to have horrible nightmares all night, and when he awoke, he was covered in blood. He screamed, and not because of the blood. His parents lay dead in his room, and sister sat in a corner rocking back n forth. He tried to get to her so they could get out the house, but she ran from him, yelling at him and calling him a wolf. It then hit him that he was the one who killed his parents. He sat in his room for a hour before he heard the sound of police sirens. He grabbed some clothes, his ipod, and other things, and climbed out his window. He ran, and has been running ever since.
More details: He sometimes changes into his wolf form in intense moments.

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Name: Robin Gostisan
Nickname: Sparrow
Sex: Male
Age: 26
Skin Tone: Tanned
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Green
height/weight: 6’0”/ 180lbs
Appearance: Robin has a muscular build, He had short black hair with a tripped beard that only goes along his jaw line. Normally warring a bandanna Robin also has a tattoo on his shoulder of a skull and cross bones stating he was once a pirate. Pround of his Pirate heritage Robin normally doesn’t ware a shirt so that everyone can see the tattoo, the tattoo takes up his whole shoulder and looks as if it is on a ripped black flag with the skull and cross bones waving with it.
Weapon: one short blade and a desert eagle.
Powers: Robin have very good eye site and can see well in the dark. He has excellent aim with his gun and is masterful with a blade.
Animal: Robin has a pet sparrow
Breed: Human
Personality: Robin is normally very sarcastic and witty. Making jokes at others expence to humor himself he dosent like most of the cure on the ship he is with. As times when need be Robin can be very kind hearted and helpful if someone if in real danger he will most like put their life before his own.
History: Growing up on a pirate ship with his mother who was the caption of the ship for many years Robin had always loved to crew mats like they were all his family. As the years went on and all of the them took care of the boy they found that he had excellent eyes and posted him us as the lookout for the ship on his seventeenth birthday. As the years went on Robins love for being a pirate only grew and on his twenty first birthday he was given the choice of being given a tattoo to show forever no matter what happened that he was and always would be a pirate. Taking it he asked for it on right shoulder blade.
On his twenty second birthday Robins crew was cornered by many other ships while pillaging a cargo ship. Being given the choice to leave piracy most took the option and were forced in to taking jobs in society. As his mother had done the same not wanting to take the option of death she only a few years later became very sick and died four years later. After his mother’s death the only thing Robin really hand anymore was his love of the sea and he continued to travel it but no longer pillaging other ships but protecting a a cargo ship.


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Name: Romen
Nickname: Mighty Warrior
What you are: Dwarf
Sex: Male
Hair color: Red
Eye color: hazel
height/weight: 4'11/ little heavey but its all muscle
Weapon: sword, helment, sheild
Powers: none that can think of.
Personality: grumpy
History: He is a warroir dwarf and likes to pick a fight but also likes to win in a drinking contest. A big part of him is his sword he likes to jump in and just start swinging never thinking before hand. He likes to help those in need sometimes to but he does it grumpy. Not that much fun sometimes but always gets the job down. He is apart of this big dwarf warrior clan well was. Most died out with the war that wasnt ever suppose to happen but did so he was still on the run and still fighting to help save his people and those that need it.
More details: not at this time.
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Name: Rowyn Malf
Nickname: N/A
Color: Her fur is the same same dark brown as her hair in human form.
Eye color: When she's hungry her eyes glow a faint bronze, but her eyes are usually silver, human and wolf.
height/weight: Average height and weight, and built for speed. Her claws are long, and her jaws, although not so strong, have razor sharp teeth in wolf form.
Weapon: Her wolf form, and a hunting knife in human form.
Animal: N/A
Personality: Rowyn's focus is on basic survival. Other things are just side pleasures. If there's a choice between her own survival and somebody standing next to her, she'll feel remorse, but let them die. She wont go down without a fight, and she feels a strong sense of justice.
History: Rowyn grew up with her Father in the woods. She learned how to live off the land, as her Father loved the outdoors. It turned out that her father was actually a werewolf himself, and so was Rowyn. Her mother had died of a natural disease, and Rowyn's father felt it was his duty to protect his daughter. But when she was 14, a crowd of angry villagers killed her Father, thinking he was a monster. She wasn't terribly effected, but Rowyn holds a place in her heart for her Father. She set off on her own, and just wanders from place to place.
More details: Rowyn is 22 years old.

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History - Raven was born thirteen hundred,sixty-eight. He was wed when he was merely twenty,his wife being all of nineteen years old. A year after their marriage,she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl,and they lived happily,till one night when their daughter was five... Raven had gone out to battle,then came home to find that both his wife and daughter had been slaughtered. Their death was more than Raven's soul could deal with,so he went out,never intending to return home, leaving any family he had behind. Then one night when Raven thought he would go insane with rage,he came across a gentlemen whom seemed to beholding another man,and as Raven drew closer,he realized that he was a vampyre,feeding upon the blood of a human. At first,Raven was revolted, sickened, then he wondered if he could become as the vampyre is. Nearly unfeeling. The vampyre sensed Raven being there and looked straight into his eyes....he saw Raven's pain....new what he was wondering,but never once spoke to him. It was Raven who spoke the first word. It was Raven who asked him if he could become like him. Thinking him foolish the vampyre just brushed Raven off, until he begged him....told him that he would surely go insane if he did not turn Raven. And before Raven could change his mind, the vampyre came at him....sunk his fangs into the flesh of Raven's neck and drank almost every last bit of his blood, but not enough so that Raven would not be able to take his blood into him and turn.....he forced Raven that night to drink when he had second thoughts, and in seconds, Raven was turned to what he is now.....Raven Blackblood, and he learned later on that his sire's name is Horatio Lemont, who also went by Horatio the BloodStained. Many years later,in Rave's travels,a young girl came to him,told him her story....and after listening to her story Raven realized that the man she was in love with and was killed was his brother by birth. Raven did not care to ask why or how he had been turned to a vampyre, as he only cared to avenge him. After weeks of planning,came the night that made him feared by most people. Consumed with rage and a thirst for blood, Raven chose to make that village pay for what it has done, and so he and three friends attacked the village....killed its people and burned it down. Never in Raven's years of being what he is, did he enjoy taking the blood of humans.
After that,Raven was still the traveller,though his health was beginning to diminish due to the very few taverns that would tolerate or serve vampyres. True, he always did carry his own bloodwyne, but even then it wasn't much, and from time to time, Raven had to have real blood. Sometimes, he would take an animal and feed off its blood. Raven travelled alone, and with that came loneliness, but when finding a tavern, one of the three friends that travelled to the village with him to destroy it and the humans that dwelled within said village, had always managed to make an appearance there, which had always been a surpise. One night, after several days, maybe weeks, they had met in a tavern, and after the two had their rest, they had decided to travel together for the company and conversation. The two came upon some land and a castle then, and upon entering, they had been informed that it's the home of a clan....Clan bloodlust. Needless to say,the two of us stayed, planning to leave the next night after resting and feeding, but the clan's leader,Damon Bloodlust had sent his slave,if that's what you wanted to call her,to Raven with a request to speak to him. After a moment's thought, Raven had gone with her to meet Damon, and spoke with him, which is when he asked Raven to join his clan. Raven was somewhat torn, as he didn't want to leave his friend ,Nicole out. He did not want her to think he was...well,misusing her in some way,so after careful thought and speaking with her, Raven decided to join Damon's clan. It was a few days after Raven joined that he begun to regain my health and strength.
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Raven's Stats (Mortal)
Full Name: Raven Sederick Blackblood.
Other Names: Blackblood or Raven.
Birth Place: Bacau Romania
Date of Birth: October 25th 1368
Eyes: Ice Blue
Hair: Pale blonde
Skin Tone: caucasion
Height: 6'4
Weight: Unknown ( I don't know what a man should weigh in at 6'4)
Build: Lean muscle
Birth Parents: Elisabet and Johan Blackblood
Grandparents: Deceased. They passed away before he was born.
Siblings: Older brother, Vlad (No,not Vlad as in Dracula).
Sexuality: Straight
Widower: Married to Sylvia (deceased)
Date Married: March 21, 1393
Children: Daughter (deceased)
Age He Became A Widower: 31
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Being Turned:
Full Name: Raven Sederick Blackblood
Other Names: Raven, Blackblood
Age Being Turned: 31
Age All Together: 641
Date Being Turned: December 15th 1399
Sire: Horatio LeMont
Name While In Clan: Raven Blackblood Bloodlust
Sexuality: Straight
Clothing: Varies depending on his mood.
Weaknesses: Holy water scalds his skin and can momentarily blind him if it gets in his eyes. When angry,Raven experiences blood lust but he is able keep it at bay. It's when he's enraged that Raven will experience complete blood lust.
Strengths: Inhuman strength and speed. Raven is able to withstand the light of day and the sun,because of his age and the blood he's taken from his sire all those centuries ago. Even to that there are limits which are unknown,as Raven is not one to push his luck when it comes to that. Highly intellectual.
Skills: Strategist,expert swordsman. Crosses mean nothing to him.
Dark Gifts: Mist,shadow walking and travelling,shape shift (bats or a wolf - he prefers the wolf),telepathy,telekinesis,pyrokinesis.
Interests: Reading, his business investments, swordsmanship,archery.
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Raven Blackblood - personality. This is where things get interesting....maybe? --
Even before Raven was lord in his home land,he was set in his ways.While living a somewhat happy and full life,Raven had always been a stubborn one and never ever relished the thought of running from a good fight...especially if he thought he had a damned good chance at winning. The consequences of this part of his personality is what gave him enemies in his young life,and even in his adult life. Like most other men,Raven can have a sense of humor,though now as a vampyre the said sense of humor can be somewhat dark and twisted. There are several times when he was joking,yet he wouldn't crack a smile while doing so. Strangely enough,it's easy to make friends with Blackblood with him being a good listener and somewhat outgoing. He was and will always be one to speak his mind without giving a rats ass about what others think or feel,yet at the same time,for a close friend he would give his shirt off his back. With him,friendships last 'forever' or for how ever long the person lives;however,if stabbed in the back,Raven deems the friendship over with and there is NO second chance. He is not easily pissed off,but once he is......it's best to keep your distance,unless you have the verbal skill to get him to cool his jets. To sum things up, Raven is a vampyre that still carries humanity in his heart. A loyal friend and a loyal lover. He is an honest and straight forward man and won't pull any punches...and by the way he is one of the few (if any) that despise hunting and feeding. More importantly,Raven will outright refuse feeding off of someone he cares deeply for. Love? Hmm....let's just say that Raven is wary of that idea. Read below why.
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Alittle More About Raven --
While Raven was still apart of the Bloodlust Clan,Raven wanted a slave...rather a blood doll since he hated slavery in any form. Even more so,he hates abuse when it comes to women. Well the slaver came to the door of Castle Bloodlust,and he made the mistaken of beating the 'slave' that Raven purchased....right in front of the vampyre. With having zero tolerance,Raven killed the slave master and took the slave in,learning that she had no name. He gave her the name of Wynter. Wynter fell for him in a matter of days,and he fell for her in much the same way,but he was loathe to admit it,which is why when Wynter requested to be turned,he refused. It was for many days that he would avoid Wynter then and not even be in the same room with her. During this time,Castle Bloodlust had a guest,while Damon Bloodlust was no where to be found. He claimed to be a half brother of Raven's,but that mattered not to him. Finally,one day,Wynter and their guest had him 'cornered' in the parlor while he'd been relaxing. It took several hours but Raven finally gave in and admitted his deep feelings for Wynter,explaining why he refused to turn her even at her request. Understanding why she made such a request,he granted it. On the night there was to be a celebration,their guest disappeared without so much as a thank you for letting him stay or even a goodbye at that. Some time after,Raven adopts a child who has come to seek shelter and protection. She was seemingly healthy,but inwardly,the girl was very sick. It was the darkness of the castle that ailed her most,as she was an angel of some kind. Both Raven and Wynter did their best to protect her,and Raven even left on a quest to find a crystal that would have saved the girl. Upon returning,he learned that 'their' little is ailing even worse,though she'd regained very little health at the same time. He'd been too late....far too late,for an enemy of Damon came to claim Damon's slave and all the rest that Bloodlust had. While Damon fought his enemy,Raven's and Wynter's little girl was snagged up by dark, dark creatures and pulled into the shadows that was far different from the shadows Raven's walked through. Even though Blackblood saved her,she died in the end,and it was then that bit by bit things began to fall apart on Raven. Damon disappears again,this time no return,leaving everything to Raven. In the very bitter end,Raven received news from a messenger after Wynter had disappeared. She'd been ambushed and killed,and it couldn't have happened at a worst time....he had learned that in spite of it being nearly impossible,they might be able to have a child. Having lost everything he loved and cared for all over again,Raven fell into a deep depression and quickly began to stop caring anymore. Death was impossible,so Raven shut himself up in a crypt to fall into torpor. Blackblood woke several centuries later to a new world....to a different world that he would most definitely need to get used to. It's to his fortune that Horatio didn't slumber as he did,and kept on top of things....even to the extent of being sure that Raven's valueable assetts paid off when it comes to business. It didn't take Blackblood long to catch up,especially when he's acquired memories for his victims.

[Lady Amira Nuit]

This is for the R's!
R-Z

Name: Runek
Nickname: Rue
What You Are: Demon
Sex: Male
Hair Color: None
Eye Color: Grey blue
Height: 6' 9"
Weight: 100 lbs
Weapon(s): Claws and teeth
Powers: Able to jump upwards to 10 feet high. Can see in the dark and climb walls.
Animal:
Personality: Typically kind ( thou can be quite viscous at times)
History: Was summoned to this world by a cruel greedy human who wanted a creature of hell as a guardian. Little did he know that some demons were not all ways evil. Nor that they had to obey those who summoned them.

[Lady Amira Nuit]

This is for the S's!
A-I

Name: Samantha Black
Nickname: Sam (to those that know her well)
Age: 19
Sex: Female
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Dark Brown
Height/Weight: 5' 2"/130 lbs.
Weapon(s): A silver bladed Katana (named Allister, after her father) and a pair of custom built Beretta M9 handguns (also her father's. Named Ebony and Ivory)
Powers: She appears to lack many of the classic powers that vampires typically exhibit (super speed, strength, senses, etc....). However, Samantha has always seemed to possess a kind of psychic gift that allows her to see forward in time for a brief moment. This power can be activated either by direct contact with another person, or (should the psychic energies be powerful enough) through proximity. Despite her lack of other vampire traits, though, she does need blood to sustain herself.
Animal: N/A
Personality: Samantha is generally a quiet girl, keeping to herself in most cases. However, she is capable of deep, destructive anger, and often lacks the discipline to keep her temper in check, which leads her to undertake reckless, ill-advised actions. Despite this, she is also extremely gifted and adaptable, and this frequently gets her out of dangerous situations. She possess a raw talent with laser-sharp reflexes, a reckless streak a mile wide, and a flair for sniffing out trouble. Her father, Allister, still can't help thinking of her as 'daddy's little girl' and she often bristles at his overprotective tendencies.
History: Born to Allister and Diana Black on December 10th, 1980 in Des Moines, Iowa, Samantha is the youngest of two sisters (her eldest sister Kate outdoing her by two years) and would grow up having never known her own mother. Shortly after her birth, her mother died of complications, leaving her father as her sole parent/guardian. Growing up in the shadow of her father, Sam was trained from birth to be self-reliant; this makes it nearly impossible for her to easily trust someone else, particularly since her youth was spent spanning the globe while helping her father to chase down all manner of spiritual and supernatural creatures.
As a result of most of her life having been spent on the road, Samantha was largely home-schooled, if it could be called that. She followed her father and Kate across the globe as they tracked down the most elusive creatures to man. She spent a short time in an American school in Beijing but never quite managed to fit into such an ordered environment. Sam was invited to leave after hospitalizing a a fellow student who acted as a continual bully towards her.
Her education as a result is patchy; online and remote teaching, some tutoring by stuffy Ivy League lecturers. Samantha's practical nature means she'd much rather be field stripping a gun than find herself stuck at a keyboard. Allister and Kate have taught her many combat and technical skills, with her innate curiosity filling in the gaps.
Despite a childhood that could best be termed 'eccentric' - as most adolescents don't partake in such events at any point in their lives - she is remarkably well-adjusted and content to live each day as it comes. Trained by her father but untested outside of his tutelage on her own, Samantha is desperate to demonstrate her talents, as much to herself as to her father.

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Name: saphira
Nickname: Sophie
Color: Saphire blue
Eye color: Saphire
Stone: Saphire
Flower: Rose
Symbol: blue crystal
Element: fire
Personality: Happy
History: Saphira is a female sapphire-blue dragon. Her scales and eyes are the color of sapphires and glitter like them. Her eyes see blues in more vibrant and exotic tones, while reds and greens are more faded. Her talons, and her neck, back, and tail spikes, are all bone-white. On the cover of the book she has two serrated teeth, as well as normal teeth and her head is triangular. Later in Inheritance, she gains the ability to breathe flame. At first, the flame is blue tinged with orange, but later it is fully blue. Of the last five dragons in existence (one has not hatched yet, but is known to be male) she is the only known female, and is thus the hope of reviving the dragon race.

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Name: Saxon Gallagher
Nickname: none
Age:34 but sins he has some dragon blood running through his vains it is like he is only 24
Hair color: Dark Blue
Eye color: Purple
height/weight: 5'10"/ 195lbs
Appearance: slim, muscular, average height tanned white skin color
Weapon: a gauntlet witch is used like a claw. Full arm plated armor on one arm the at has a large metal glove made of Dragon Scales.
Powers: an energy Blast from the larger Glove, using the other claws to attack they are lengthened while attack others making the claws longer and stronger Saxon also has the option of shooting the claws off of his hands. [claws are about three to five inches long] Saxon is very, very strong for a human at most he can lift four hundred and fifty pounds
Can also Turn himself in to a Crystal Dragon
Animal: none
Personality: normally welcoming Saxon is also he a very calm man.
History: for longer then he can remember his family had been connected to the life of the ten dragons. Being borne having no bonds to the life and feelings of a dragon Saxon had no really hatred for any of the family making him the mediator of his whole family. As his family did not enjoy staying around each other they stayed with there counterpart dragon. As being the mediator for the dragons he also had to do much counseling with the humans on the fact that the dragons were a dieing race and that they should be preserved.
While now spending most of his time with the Dragons Saxon is starting to fine the humans little more fascinating every passing day. But know he had decided to go on his yearly trip to make his rounds with each and every dragon he could find asking if there was any thing he could do for them… not knowing what kinds of troubles he would encounter
More details: Saxon also has a pendent that makes it co he can communicate with any of the dragons at all times. And teleport to were ever the dragon may be but it has an hour cool down


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Name:Scarlett
Age:17
Hair color:Dark, blood Red
Eye color:Deep violet
Clothes: Black ripped skinny jeans, purple converse, purple vest top, studded belt
Powers:Mind reading and mind control
History:Scarlett was born into a world of war and fighting. She was brought up as a soldier. Her parents died when she was twelve, and she was thrown into a War care home, where she was bitten by her roommate at the age of 17. Shes been a vampire for 10 years now. She is dark and bold and listens to rock music. She won't take crap from anyone and will shoot anything that tries to shoot her.



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Name: Searonei (SEER-roh-NI)
Sex: Female
Color: Green
Eye color: White, pure white.
Stone: Emerald
Flower: Jasmin
Symbol: The eight pointed star, drawn with one line.
Element: None. Her teeth and claws are enough.
Personality: Searonei is by no means a friendly dragon. She is introverted and prefers her own company. She treats most humans with derision and contempt, and maintains her aloof exterior with others. She has with her an aura of pride; pride which she feels that she has earned the right to.
History: Searonei was hatched near a human city. She has seen what humans do to one another, what evils they can perpetrate. Although she has also seen good and heroism in them, it is precious rare. Her young years were spent searching for humans who were good and pure, and helping them as much as she could. She found so very few.
When she matured, she left her home to find the least inhabited place she could. She lived as a hermit for some time, but eventually she realized that she needed to leave her cozy mountain home. She had decided that it was time for her to seek out and reward good once more, but this time, she also seeks to punish evil.

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Name: Selene
Nickname: Ms. Reaper
Hair color: blonde with pink streaks
Eye color: sky blue but they turn to silver when mad
height/weight: 5"6 lil big
Weapon: sword and wip
Powers: fire and wind
Animal: white snow lepord
Breed: vampire
Personality: sweet but not to sweet
History: well like any teenager i have a past. not to say its good i was taken from my family because im different see like most kids i was the fun type but i had fangs and one day someone came by my fathers word and took me away from my mother and sister and send me to live with people like me. i was upset at first because i missed my mother and sisters so. until i meet eyes so crystal blue they went threw you .now im happy with where i
am now that i have someone to share my time.

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Name: Seren Winter
Nick name: Star
age: 23
Breed: Pixie/ Sidhe
Hair: Golden Blonde with green/ purple/ and pink tints
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 120 pounds
Eyes: Jade with gold flakes
Power: Elemental powers (Air, fire, water, earth)
Weapon: Knows swords, and guns handling as well as archery
Personality: She is smart, picks up on things easily, and very mischievous [loves to pull pranks if the time is right]. At time she can be very lazy, but for the most part she is very active. She is kind of shame of not being a pure-blood, but will fight anybody who calls her a lesser being.
History: Being half sidhe and a lesser fae, her family has outcast her and her father. Her mother choose her family over her and so she has no desire to deal with her family. She loved her father to death- but now that she is old enough she wanted strike out to be on her own. But fates had other plans for her... her court (dark courts) sold her to clans of vampires for favors. She was working on becoming a actress/artist. In secret she still paints when she not having to do chores and other random stuff. She hates her masters and long to be free from all rules and live her life as an painter and play music (she is really good at the Cello, violin, and flute).
Extra: She hides her pointed ears and hair color by making it more blonde. Iron hurts her and if she expose to it for too long she can develop iron poisoning and die. She age very slowly- to her court she is still a young child even though her magic is very mature and she is very skilled.
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Name: shadow.
nickname: none.
What You are: fallen angel.
Hair color: black
Eyecolor: Changes depending on his mood.
Height/weight: Medium.
Weapons: Swords that can catch fire.
Powers: Chaos Blast ,telekenetic, and flight.
animal: dog.
Breed: black lab.
personality: neutral.
History: fallen angel who never learned what his goal in life was know he is looking for answers about himself and his past. He became a fallen angel when he would do horrible things because of tring to find out his past. He destroyed buildings to find out. Then finally he was banished to earth to find out his past until then he can't age, his eyes change color because of his emotions, and he has powers that other don't. He carries a sword with him that can be set ablaze. It was a gift from someone unknown to him but he gets the feeling that it was someone he knew.

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Name: Shilo Elizabeth Tepes
Nick name: Hades
age: 23
Breed: Human psychic
Hair: Raven black hair
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 120 pounds
Eyes: onyx
Power: telepath, empath, and can create illusions
Weapon: knows some basic fighting technique, guns, and swords.
Personality: Cold, dark, very cynical, logical, and very distance.
History: Shilo has an interesting history. Her parents use to work for the American Miliarty. They worked mainly on bio-techniologies. There was a freak accident and the lab that her parents were in was destroyed. She was three years old when that happen. She was place in care of the person who was in charge of her parents' program. Her adopted parents never knew that the child they would eventually adopt was psychic and had powers they could never understand nor handle. Shilo never having someone around to teache would use them later on without realizing them.
At a young age, Shilo began to develop very dark characteristic. She didn't play with other kids despite what her adopted parents try to do. When she was ten she almost killed one of her younger classmate by talking them into jumping off this high tree that they climbed into this big hole that was going to be a pool[ which she trick into thinking that it was filled with wather due to the illusion she created]. Her adopted parents was scared as to why she did something like that and took her to a psychologist. She was diagnose as having Anti-social Personality disorder. She have trouble relating to other people as well will use people without guilt. She has never felt any guilt for anything she have done- like shooting the cat on accident with a bee-bee gun.
As she aged, her parents realize that she had a photographic memory as well as a high- IQ. She began to skip grades and soon was left to studies on her own to help minumize her contact with her peers. Shilo didn't care as long as she continued to study what she loved- weapons, biology in all its form, war, and anything dealing with destruction. At age 13 she began to pick up hacking and learn any computer program she could.
New symptoms began to appear- she would hit moments of low depression because she had trouble understanding why she felt alone. She didn't understand why her adopted parents cried and had arugments about her. Hearing about people who committed suicided, Shilo decided she would try that and see if it would make her the perfect daughter. Seeing that if she behave she would have less people around her to watch her and she could study more and ease the emotions she was feeling [thanks to the empath]. So, shilo slit her right wrist after taking advil and drinking alcohol. She was saved when her father found her.
She was taken to a mental hostipal and lived there for a few years. The doctors there said she had uni-polar disordered and gave her drugs to help level out her brain chemistry. Shilo never takes her pills... she feel she doesn't need them and instead would put them in other paitents' food. She learn to play the part of a healthy normal person to leave the place she hate.
Now being 18, Shilo had no-where to really go. she didn't want to return home to parents who weren't worthy of her. She gave up and decided that she would try to get into the military. Being that she was in a hostipal for psychological programs- Shilo began to hack and erase her life. She went as far as to change her birth name to Shilo Tepes after the historical man whom she worshiped, Vladimir Tepes. Once she was able to get into the army- her talent at snipe rifle quickly caught people eyes and she began to train as a sniper. Being alone and killing people was great. She began to understand while she was in army that the weird things she could do was very useful in her field.
Now that she is 23, she decided she was getting bored with the army and left when her contract was up. She began to worked for private on company. Right now, she she has no work and continue to work on her gifts as she try to understand more of what she is.
Extra: Shilo has two tattoo: one is a half of moon that surround her belly button and the other are gaint black wings with horns on the end that spread across her back. She has a scar on her right left from when she try to commit suicide. Shilo take some drugs- but to push back the empath so she doesn't feel anything but her own emotion which is very little. The drugs doesn't really affect her but mellow her out and keep her mind free to think and study.

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Name: Shyna
Nickname: Shy
Age: 17
What you are: A half-leopard. She can morph into a leopard voluntarily whenever she wants.
Sex: Female
Hair color: Light brown, with some natural black streaks. It's down to about her shoulders.
Eye color: Green, and at night she can see quite easily.
height/weight: Shyna is a slightly taller than average, but still slender.
Weapon: Teeth and claws, but she carries a hand gun.
Powers: She can turn into a leopard voluntarily, and doesn't turn anybody else into one if she bites them. As a human, she has some characteristics of a leopard. Shyna's senses are super-keen, and she can run, jump and climb like a leopard.
Animal: Leopard
Breed: A half-leopard.
Personality: Shyna prefers roaming at night, and likes the trees. She enjoys running, and runs quite fast. Shyna eats mostly meat, she hates vegetables. She needs freedom, it drives her crazy to be confined.
History: Shyna's parents were filthy rich. They had everything, from servants to personal hit-men. Shyna was happy, and until she was 9 years old, she learned social graces and manners. But then on a trip with her family, there was a leopard attack. Everybody died, but Shyna somehow survived. But this event had scarred her for life. She no longer wanted to live in the same house, and so she threw away her old identity. The problem was though, she's heir to the millions in cash. And the only way somebody else can get at it is if Shyna dies. There's plenty of people chasing her for it!
More details: Hope the history is sufficient, I couldn't really think of much right now.
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Name: Simon Belmont
Nickname: Vampire Hunter
Class: Paladin
Deity: Ioun (Can cast a mystical light that reviles hidden enemies.)
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Hair color: Red hair
Eye color: green
height/weight: 5'9 155LB
Items: Ritual Book,
Weapon: Legendary Vampire Killer (Whip)
Powers:
Holy Strike
You strike an enemy with your weapon, which ignites with holy
light.
On Pain of Death
You invoke a prayer that wracks your foe with terrible pain and
causes further pain whenever he makes an attack.
Thirteen Baleful Stars
You create thirteen tiny crimson stars that dart and whirl around
your enemy, blasting him with countless pinpricks of fire and
lashing him with waves of supernatural terror.
Rituals: Disenchant Magic Item
The item ignites in a brief flash of brilliant light, then crumbles
to golden dust in your hands.
Personality: (Lawful Good)
History: Simon Belmont was the heir to the renowned Vampire Killer whip and of the Belmont Clan and became the most famous vampire hunter. He is possibly the son of Desmond, the son of Soleiyu, the son of Christopher, the great grandson of Trevor, the descendant of Leon. Simon grew up hearing stories of his great ancestors that who had defeated Dracula, along with those who helped them. As he trained in the ways of the whip, he would often wonder how he compared to these legendary warriors. He was rather brash and inclined to force his way through situations.

[Lady Amira Nuit]

This is for the S's!
J-Q

Name: Skiela((skEELa))
Nickname: Eel
Sex: Female
Color: Darkish Blue
Eye color: Completely Black
Stone: Aquamarine and Obsidian intertwined to make a swirly-looking gem
Flower: Lilly of the Valley
Symbol: Feminine Human Silhouette
Element: Water
Personality: Although she has quite a fiery side to her, Eel is normally extremely shy, always hiding behind something or just under the surface of any body of water, or behind her human guardians black curtain of hair. Eel is gentle and calm, but don't take her as a passive water wyvern just because she is wingless. Eel is very assertive, but no where near aggressive, thankfully for her guardian.
History: Eel has recently been released from her encasement, which is much like a mermaid's purse((where dog fish are born from, I do so believe)). She is an only child, and will most likely never know her parents or any other relatives. Her only true friend in life so far is her Guardian, Favrui. Favrui rescued her from a sure death of juvenile basilisks when Skiela had just come from her encasement. Ever since then, young Skiela vowed her life to Favrui, promising to protect Favrui from any danger at any cost.
More details: Skiela is a VERY small dragon, more commonly known as a Wingless Water Wyvern((WWW lol!!)), and will probably grow to no bigger than a very large tiger. Although young right now, she is not naive in the least bit, and has quite a sharp tongue at times.
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Name: Skylark di Cielo
Nickname: Sky
What You Are: Human *to turn werewolf soon I hope*
Sex: Female
Hair Color: Raven black
Eye Color: Hazel, almost yellowish
Height: 4'11"
Weight: 110
Weapon(s): Rod di Chandra- Heirloom relic passed down to the eldest child. It is used against anything other than human for both self protection and offensive maneuvers. Works just like a staff and no chants are needed but advised to make it a lethal weapon (Although Skylark knows not these supposed chants so its just a weapon for self defense.) It works in several ways and recharges overnight using the moonlight (New Moons means the rod cannot be charged at all; Full moons mean the rod is enhanced in power)
-Sensor: Senses magical activity and bad intentions in general to alert the user. It usually just starts glowing spontaneously from a dim to a bright white depending how 'dangerous' the staff deems whatever the source is; Is not guaranteed to work at all times.
-Reflector: Reflects any evil magic by raising the head of the rod towards the malicious magic, but rains the rod of its power in the process. Can be used up to four times a day.
-Healing: Can heal anything still alive and drains the rod of its power depending on its usage. If its a scratch, its almost nothing. It its deep wounds, then most likely it will be unusable until it recharges
-Attacks: The rod was made to attack using light, fire, wind and water but because Skylark took the rod without learning how to use it, she doesn't know how to unlock the fire, wind and water based attacks; the rod is sharp around the edges for the mere reason that it is made out of silver and can be used to attack werewolves. Skylark can however use the light (which appears to be sunlight) to repel anything with its strong light and flee while the enemy(ies) are temporarily blinded.
Powers: None
Animal: None but carries a stuffed animal named Elliot *tiny tiger*
Personality: Skylark can be seen a quiet and tranquil person from afar although once up close she can be the quite the chatterbox. Naturally, she is a very superstitious person and may be somewhat gullible at first but her intellect can sometimes spot deceit and scams a mile away. Skylark loves to read although it's rather funny how she may be too lazy to read a book sometimes, or how sometimes she's too lazy to do anything, no matter how easy the task. She can also be seen as a sweet, kind, and lovable person but there are times when that character may change to a more aggressive but somewhat funny hothead when bothered about her small height or anything related to height. Skylark is also a very curious person, which lands her in many adventures and troubles alike, and is open minded about many things. Skylark can be brave... against her will, but courageous nonetheless and she is able to push herself against any boundaries although along the way it may require a few screams and panic attacks but nothing Skylark can handle right?
History: "The story of my life? You want to know about me? Um... Okie dokes! Well... My name's Skylark di Cielo and I'm an only child in the family. My mother was a shaman, and my father was an accountant. You can say there was a lot of bickering in the family although there was also a lot of love. My mother home schooled me, along with my father although he was always going on about how I should grow up to be a normal little girl going to school... personally, I thank my mother, otherwise I'd be an ignorant talking about boys and looking pretty and all this stuff normal girls my age do. My grandparents, from my mother's side of the family always spoke of a rod that would be given to be in order to continue the family's tradition. I never knew what they were talking about, so I took no notice when I was young. My father always spoke of my mother's side of the family badly, calling them savages that knew nothing compared to him. I paid no mind to my father, and continued to listen to my mother and her parents, and their wild stories of monsters.
When I was the age of eight, something horrible happened to my mother. It was at that time that I understood what my family talked about, about these so called monsters. I remember that day as though it had happened only a few hours ago. I was playing outside in the backyard of our house with my self made dolls and my beloved stuffed tiger, Elliot, when I turned and saw my mother speaking to a stranger. I remember getting up and walking inside with Elliot, sneaking about and hearing angry shouts. When I went into the kitchen, they stopped and appeared to be hiding something from me. I remember staring at the stranger who seemed odd, her bright yellow eyes piercing through my own. I left to my room where I played there all day long-- My mother was too tense and nervous to teach me anything today. (See profile for rest of History)

[Lady Amira Nuit]

This is for the S's!
R-Z

Name: Stefan
Nickname: Shadow
Color: Black with streaks of blood red
Eye color: Light green when human, blood red when hungry, inky, soulless black when werewolf
height/weight: Tall and slim, not heavily muscled but not skinny either
Human: 6" 9,
Weapon: A pair of massive longswords with red, gold, copper and bronze tassels attached to the hilt-is expert in hand-to-hand combat and various martial arts, good in wielding a staff
Breed: Lycan/vampire
Personality: As dark as his fur, there is not much known about Stefan. He keeps to himself, is a mysterious, calm loner and very often does not show his feelings or emotions. Stefan is more or less the under-dog, a silent drifter. He will protect those he cares about with a ferocity that is not to be tempered with and more or less goes his own way. This can make him seem distant and cold with a stoicism that is matched. Stefan has a strong sense of justice which often leads him to helping those who have been wronged and he can be very gallant though extremely reckless and dangerous at times. Stefan has this private core that he lets no one see.
History: Stefan was born in a pack of nomadic, peaceful gypsy werewolves far from the north and lived a relatively normal werewolf pack life. Until...one night while the pack was having a gathering, when he merely 10 he was overcome with bloodlust and attacked the nearest thing available-his father. Sucking his blood dry, Stefan killed his father in one fell swoop. Horrified and shaken, Stefan fled the camp into the nearby woods coming across a vampire lady and her son. The rest of the pack were baying for his blood, having taken chase and the howls were getting closer. The lady, seeing he was in trouble, grabbed him and together, they ran for it to her shelter on the outskirts of the city.
It turned out the lady was a gypsy as well, but a vampiric one. Taking him under her wing, she took care of him like he was her own son. As the years grew by, his heart healed and he started to smile again. The woman had been training her son in swordsmanship and Stefan often watched. He himself had been taught by his father in the use of a staff, another traditional gypsy weapon but never had a chance for a sword. It seemed like Stefan was to live a peaceful life until his newfound family were murdered when he was 16. Tracking down the scent of the murderer, he found it was a vampiress. Engaging in battle, he lost with one twisted arm, broken legs, dislocated shoulder, punctured lung and a fractured spine. If he was human he would have been dead but luckily he survived only just due to his regenerative powers. He seeks revenge to this day.
Details:
-In human form he wears a necklace in the shape of a silver celtic cross, a gift from his mother. He also wears three silver bangles on his left wrist which fit neatly around his left leg when transformed. His hair is black and spiky, bangs falling over his face and streaked with the same shade of red that streaks his wolf form. It is so long it practically covers his right eye and nearly covers his left.
-Wears a black hoodie, black pants (one cuff rolled up a little to reveal a white-spotted triangular cloth), black sneakers, a black bandana around his head and a simple dress shirt, the cuffs held back. His skin is white like marble due to his vampire genes and he has angular, sharp features.
-He possesses far greater speed, sight, endurance, strength, excessive healing powers and some sensitivity to sunlight and can age far, far slower than an average werewolf.
-Has a knack for poetry and music-beautiful with a flute and guitar
-Has a small silver ear-ring in his left eye-brow.
-Due to his enhanced speed he can wield his longswords at a speed that is almost impossible for even vampire eyes to track, making him a lethal combatant.

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Name: Sünder Sankt
Nickname: Sünder
Race: Ookami
Class: Lupin Warrior
Sex: Male
Hair Color: Jet Black
Eye Color: Dark purple
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 164 lbs
Weapon(s): He usually doesn't use weapons that aren't already attached to his body naturally, but if he has to, he'll use a dagger.
Powers: He can turn into a massive black wolf, and in this form, he can run at speeds up to 150 miles per hour.
Animal: great black wolf
Personality: He's rather family oriented and quiet the flirt, although he's naive when it comes to a person flirting with him first. Rather proud and c*cky, but he isn't arrogant, he's a very loving person and will defend the ones he cares for with his life. He has a connection to the Earth and cares for nature and life very much. He also has a defiant attitude for those who haven't established a sense of dominance over him. Being rather carefree most of the time, his serious side is quite the surprise to those who haven't known him for a while. Loyal to those he care for and has a high sense of honor and pride.
History: Hailing from the Northern Wolf Clans, he has learned how to survive in the harshest environments. Growing up in a wolf-like society, this ookami has been trained from birth to protect his people and has risen through the ranks to be the first potential Alpha when their current one passes, who happens to be his father. Sünder holds a high reputation amongst his people, having been the only one to have taken on a black bear for his first hunt. For the first hunt, one is only allowed to use a knife and cannot shift into their wolf form, so as one can imagine, this was quite the feet for the young pup. However, he did not make it out without a scar to tell the tail. It hooks around his left shoulder and slashes down across his chest in a jagged pattern, leaving the ookami with a handicap. He is the fastest in his clan, despite his injury in his youth, and usually conducts diplomatic events with surrounding tribes and kingdoms to ensure the safety of his people

[Lady Amira Nuit]

This is for the T's!
A-I

Name: Talos al'Gaidin (GYE-deen)
Nick: None
Race: Black dragon/ Human (Halfling)
Age: Few hundred
Height: As human-6'3'
In Dragon form- I'll get to you
side note this halfling is human looking. has no wings or a tail and dose not give off the appearance of being a dragon of any kind. it is simply part of his being and in his blood.
Weight: 195lb
Hair Color: Dark black
Skin Color: Light brown
Eye Color: Deep Blue.
Primary Class: Blade master
Secondary Class: warrior
Alignment: Neutral good
Languages: Some Drow, Common, Draconic
Primary Weapon: Father's Soul sword
Secondary Weapon: Daggers
Magic: his magic is ancient and he has never been shown how to use most of it. The few spells he uses the most are illusions and anything ice based. He relies heavily upon his blade and rarely uses his own draconic magic
Special ablates:
The sword is enchanted yes. It is a soul sword and holds the souls of many great masters of the blade. His own father included. It will never go dull and needs no shaping. It has the ability to cast the spells for Talos and is a source of magic onto itself. Adaptable to anyone who wields it and gains its trust.
History: His past is one that is shady at best. Was born in a loving family and was raised to the healthy age of 15. It was then a time demon appeared and slaughtered his entire village. Killing both his father and mother before his eyes the blade was tossed to him at his young age. The time demon has made a sport of chasing him over the ages and is known to come out only whenever he is bored to play with Talos
The first half of his life after his family’s death was spent climbing the ranks in an army. He was well known in many lands as the general of death. He never lost a battle and never took prisoners. Many died in his name for good and evil it was said during this time all he wished to do was kill and fight. The king he worked for gained many lands until his defeat against the last standing nations of the land. It was then he disappeared for years and was forgotten and his name only used to scare children.
When he returned he no longer fought for kings of nations he fought to save people and those he felt needed it. Trying to redeem himself for years of death upon his hands. His body now bears the scars of many times tons have run him out. His is good natured and care free. Would rather sit and complain about the weather rather than fight. Though when his name is heard it often starts a fight. He wonders now but is known to build a bar where he lives and works. He will fight for what he believes it but will not kill unless life is threatened. He loves to laugh and joke around and has a terrible tendency to flirt with any and all women he meets. Hence the many scars that littler his frame. He is more than willing to chat and have a drink.
Anymore details of his past can be brought up in the RP this is a simple overview and meant only to give a general idea. If you don’t like it then ^_^ hehe. He is not a bad guy…unless pushed in the wrong direction.
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Name: Tex Sarith
Nickname: The Trickster
Age: 23
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Navy Blue
height/weight: 5'11"/ 175lbs
Appearance: an average looking young man with short brown and navy blue
Weapon: Throwing Daggers, two Short blades, a Belt of all assortments of Potions [EX- Explosives, Poisons, healing potions, and so on]
Powers: Tex is very Acrobatic being able to climb almost any ware as long as there is something that he can hold on to, he can sense when danger is nearby, and Tex can also Teleport up to thirty feet from where he stands
Animal: no animal
Personality: Tex doesn’t like to take much seriously normally trying to look to the bright side of things he is also very playful and makes jokes about what he can before it stops being funny for him at least.
History: growing up Tex was raised not by his family but joined a carnival normally doing such things as the tight rope and his Teleporting act Tex loved to keep people entertained. Making sure they enjoyed themselves. As he went around with the Carnival his act started to become popular and people started to wonder was everything he did really an act or could he really teleport. One night after his show a group of men approached him about joining them in robbing a store knowing this was wrong Tex declined it would be the best thing for him. As these kind of people kept approaching him now getting more and more pushy about their offer another man approached him threatening that if Tex didn’t do this job they would burn down his home looking back to the large tent Tex knew that’s all he had and he couldn’t take the chance. Finally Tex nodded accepting after doing this once Tex say that he liked the thrill of taking what he really wanted some of the money he made by doing this could even go to the caravel.
Knowing this was wrong Tex started to question himself but who really even cared take from the rich and give to the pore like good old Robinhood. But that was not the name Tex wanted bo go by he wanted something more suiting so Tex became the trickster taking from the kind of people who didn’t need what they had.
More details: Not many people Know Tex’s real name he normally goes by the Trickster
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Name: Thex Koorooda
Nickname(s): Heart, Woof
Race: Shapeshifter
Sex: Male
Age: 19
Hair Color: Pearly white with red adn black highlights
Eye Color: silver iris with flame colored pupils
Height:6' 5"
Weight:200 pounds
Body type:Tall, musclar, sculptied, as if gods had chizzled him from stone.
Weapon(s): Sword, double barrled shotgun, fists, teeth, and claws
Powers: Shifts into a dog. He is Great Dane and Bullterrior cross.
His fur is midnight black with red markings and a white snip above his nose. He has the looks of a Bullterrior but the size of a dane
Personality: Blunt, stubborn, agressive, loyal, Open minded, calm, assertive, alert, yet there is that one side of his that is soft and gentle.
History: He grew up with his two sisters and brother, reeking havic on his parents. He was kidnapped at the age of four and taken away to replace a familys son that died, He was brought up roughly, until he hit the age 6 then he discovered his powers and was thrown out, a stray pack of dogs took him in and cared for him, he lived most of his childhood with them, his family was captured and took to the pound, so he was left with out them at 16 years old, he soon found himself in a military bootcamp, which he excaped after two months. He traveled around and learned to speak human quit well as he hunted for a place to belong. On his eightenth birthday, he found himself almost capible of pretending to be human, He started looking more in to his abilitys after that.
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Name: Thyra Domenga
Sex: female
Race: 29th generation omega Vampyre.
Hair colour: raven black.
Eye colour: ruby red.
Height/weight: 5"8, average weight.
Weapons: Dylan's Tachi and silver shard daggers.
Powers: Shadowmancy, fortified speed and acrobatics, and night vision.
Personality: Thyra is a genuine alone wolf but a very loyal companion in contrast. Due to her transformation and the given situation she was left with little mortal emotion. The Vampyre struggles to meet close binding friendships and relationships, leaving her little choice but to flee when the situation arrives. Thyra close guards her past, a burden along with her troubled mind. Overall she is strong willed, quiet, mysterious and distant.
History: Thyra was born in a small poor town called Danartin. Her father a hard-working blacksmith raised her as mother died from a common disease. Thyra worked with her father throughout adolescents, training and forging, day and night in order to survive. Until one day rumor struck down that The Darksun Clan was looking for promising recruits. Thyra's father begged her to join wanting a better life for his daughter, she could not escape destinys grasp. After a pain-staking goodbye she made her travels towards the Darksun's camp where she rivaled against other recruits, only one would win a possition within the clan. Clan leader Dylan was bewitched by her skill, tolerance, the way she danced with the sword and adapted to the environment. Round after round indeed she was victorious, her fathers training proved very usefull. Thyra joined a girl and become a woman. The legendary craft of Shadowmancery spanned for years. Meanwhile Dylan's attraction turned to that of love eventually they both fell into each others embrace. Adventure was their game. The clan traveled north annually for The Ritual of Shadowdom, on that stormy night they was ambushed by Undead Knight. Ravishing down the clans numbers shadowmacery was useless in the dark for light was its source. Thyra and Dylan both fought side by side. Bloody tears, sweat and shattered armor Dylan fell to his knees in torn was his heart and body. Soon after Thyra fallen with a blow from mace which broke her small body, she layed beside him gazing into dead eyes until lulled with deaths slumber. Morning came as she awoke to an unfamilar face "am I dreaming?!" she questioned. The hooded stranger picked up her body and took her to shelter where he vowed she shall have vengeance, but this came with a price. Innocent to what the transformation may hold she approved. The mysterious man proceeded in incantation, the ritual given birth to first, and only female Vampyre. He slowly poisoned her with truth built upon ancient lies, more training and treachery took a fair few years until she was fully awakened. Riding off into the sunset the burning vengeance searched and destroyed the Undead Knights as they did on that very day, Thor's day.
Rumors spreaded again this time a ghost army slaughtered the Undead Knights but little did they know but one. Lord Devillin 'Domitrix' Exodus leader Order of Shadows, protectors of earth. He is one of the very first Vampyres to evolve which raged War throughout the Vampyre kingdoms. Domitrix's brother Logian grew jealous, in a fit of outrage he murdered and drained the blood of his Vampyre brethrin believing he could also evolve but did not succeed. Logian then began to perform radical experiments still fueled by jealousy and power hungry, he finally forged a plan which would break the ancient law: to create the first female Vampyre which was Thyra. He planned the ambush, planned her death and rebirth. Successfully creating a bitter transformation a warrior of darkness, power, bride of blood to be- Thyra. Logain now strives to hunt her down for her blood the key to perhaps a deadly evolution, but Domitrix stands in the way.

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Name: Timmikin
Nickname:Raith Born
What you are: Fallen angle/ infused with a demon
Sex:male
Hair color:Black
Eye color:Not Demon:Greyish white. Demon: red with snake slits
height/weight:5/10 weight: 200
Weapon: Duels katanas. The left one is engraved with lightning
bolts. The right is engraved with fire.
Powers:Shoot black fire. Shoot black lightning. Master of hand to hand combat.
Animal:Giant bat
Personality:Very self loathing. Feels hatred at himself for all of his past failure.
History: Timmikin was born a normal angel. He was trained as a guardian angel and was soon assigned to a little girl. The little girl began to spend time with a little boy who also had a guardian angel. This angel was Silvaris.
Since the girl was spending so much time with the boy, Timmikin began to spend time with Silvaris. They soon became close as did the little boy and girl. But Timmikin became to attached to Silvaris and began to leave the girl alone at night so he could go visit Silvaris.
One night while Timmikin was away with Silvaris, Two men broke into the little girls house then raped and killed her.
Timmikin was sent into a frenzy and took his revenge by killing the men. In doing this and because he had failed as a Guardian angel. He was marked as a fallen angel and sent to walk the mortal plain.
After wandering the human plain Timmikin began to go insane with guilt. So he decided to seek help on the demonic plain.
Timmikin ripped into the demonic plane and brought forth a very powerful demon named Shi u~ôkâ.
Timmikin offered his soul to Shi u~ôkâ in return for the soul of the little girl. Shi u~ôkâ excepted and brought back the girl. But she was not normal. She had been turned into a Demoness.
Timmikin was torn apart by further guilt. In a guilt filled rage Timmikin attacked Shi u~ôkâ and soon drove him to the gate he had ripped into the Demonic plain.
As his last attack Shi u~ôkâ morphed one of his Demon into Timmikin. He hoped this would slowly turn Timmikin to his power.
He was then banished to his plain. leaving Timmikin with this demon inside of him. This demon is always commenting on Timmikin's thoughts and conversaitions.
The demon is able to take over Timmikin when Timmikin is very stressed or is enraged. But the demon also gave Timmikin amazing powers. He is able to shoot black lightning and fire from his arms and legs. He also has gained amazing combat reflexes.
More details: I am working on Timmikin's story here yappashalorpg.proboards.com/index....lay&thread=2091

[Lady Amira Nuit]

This is for the T's!
J-Q

Name: Toechsan (last name long forgotten)
Nickname: Toech
Demonic Title: commander of the second battalion
Age: 21
What are you: demon soldier
Hair: long, dark black hair with a red and blue piece of cloth tying some of it in a braid
(Representing his rank)
Eyes: brown with a bit of hazel, when using demonic magic pupils expand till the eyes two black crevices in his face able to see only magical auras
height/weight: 6 feet 10, muscular build up.
Weapon: Classic commander demon sword, soul knife
Powers:
Fear = the ability to strike fear into the hart of any creature insight. However the effect can last from days to seconds depending
Demon leadership = able to increase the strength , agility and courage of others including himself, however it requires a extreme amount of concentration and is difficult to maintain.
Fire control = having lived in a realm of fire he was able to learn to communicate and manipulate the element to assist him in battle
Nature: he is feared by most creatures because of the stench of unholy ness ( lost the ability to transform to a demon form when he left the realm of fire)
Breed: humane
Personality: he lives by a code of honor and chivalry, he only shows respect to those who he seas as worriers and tends to ignore all others, not out of disrespect, just a lack of interest in anyone/thing that is inferior.
Clothing: wears a fire rat tunic which (resists fire element attack) with the Lord Neferious emblem on the back, with matching pants.
History: Traded for power by his father at the age of 2 Toech, was forced into the depth of the fire realm. His sole now belonging to a demon by the name of Neferious. He was raised to serve as a foot soldier in Lord Neferious’s army, however it was easy for him to climb up through the ranks using his human intellect and survival skills. When this became apparent to Lord Neferious he made Toech a commander and trained him in demonic combat and some simple demonic magic. The year that Toech would turn 18, power struggles erupted in the ranks of demonic Lords. Not unheard of but such a conflict was likely to happen no more than once in a century, simply because it was rare that any one Lord was able to get even a little more powerful than another. Neferious was positive that we could hold off any attack that the enemy could organize, however this attack was strange the enemy seemed to be preparing for an easy victory. We could never have seen what would happen next. Lord Balador was able to bribe nearly half of the infantry units to betray there master and fight along side him. It was devastating blow however we were able to defend the fortress for nearly 3 years. Until Lord Balador was able to break through the barriers and kill our beloved Lord Neferious. Toech never saw the rest of the battle as soon as Lord Neferious was killed his fathers contract was void and Toech was returned to our realm out of his only home he knew and into a realm where his only propose in life no longer existed. He never saw the basic differences between good and evil for there was nothing other than evil and treachery where he came from and now his only mission is to find someone that can best him in combat and he can call his new Lord.
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Name: Tomas Hildren
Age: 16
Height/weight: 5’4/132lbs
Race: Half elf
Eye color: green with a tinge of brown
Hair color: dark brown
Skin color: Tanned
Appearance: Tomas is a very skinny looking boy eith freckles and a scar across the left corner of his mouth and the elfish tip of his left ear torn off, making him looked disfigured, He has may burn marks and scars on his hands from working under his father as a black smiths apprentice from the age of 12. Normally warring leather armor with a green shirt and brown pants all his armor is studded. And he always wares the red robe/ cape given to him by his mother. Also Tomas has lost the use of his right eye so his always wares a bandana over his right eye.
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Personality: Tomas is very hateful toward most humans, He is very untrusting until given a reason to trust someone, he at this time in his life bent on revenge. To the people he trusts and cares for he is very kind and would fight till the end to defend them. He is very jaded to the sight of blood and does not care about seeing dead bodies, Tomas normally dose not talk freely to people until her knows he can truest them.
Weapons: A two handed sword, six throwing daggers, and three different types of poisens that he applies to his blades, Crippling poison (a poison that makes the victims muscles all crump so thay cannot move) Sickening poison (a Poisen that will make the Victim draw a high fever and if the Victim is wekened all ready there is a 50/50 chance they could die) and a killing poisen ( a poisen witch if not treated well the victim will die in a week or less)
Powers: Tomas has no powers but is very skilled with a two handed blade that he made himself. Tomas is talented at making poisons. And also has a gist with animals.
Animal: A Raven
History: from the ages 1 till 7 Tomas’s life was good his mother and father loved him unconditionally, he had few friends but the ones he had were good friends none the less, and there was no real fear of death that he knew yet. At the age of 8 Tomas met his first bully when he was in rolled in to the militia of the small town he lived in. barely three hundred people lived there and people left every day saying this place would not be safe for long.
While being trained a boy named Edward Firehawk seemed to find pleasure in Tomas’s pain and the only reason this boy did not like Tomas was because he was different the only Half elf in the Town. At the age of 9 Tomas and Edward got in to a fight this time Tomas would not put up with it he would defend himself and being the smaller of the two boys got the Elvin tip of his left ear cut off to be made an example of. After his mother had seen this enraged at the fact that boys could be so cruel she asked Tomas “who did this” not wanting to do anything about it Tomas never told her in fear that the boy would just fight him again. Being taken out of the militia by his mother she told his father he was going to become a blacksmith like him. Agreeing to this seeing what the boys at the militia had done to his son. he would Take Tomas as an apprentice at the age of 12 letting him just be a boy after what he had been through. Through out the three years Tomas knowing little else kept training alone he learned to make poisons from herbs that he found in the forest, well at least as far as he was aloud to go.
When Tomas’s twelfth birthday approached his father came to him with a hammer as a gift telling Tomas “now my son you shall Train with me to make the greatest weapons in this town.” And his father was right he was the best blacksmith in this town, some boys only wished they could train with him but Tomas was not so interested, but he did want to make his father happy after all that he had done for Tomas.
For three years they worked together as father and son Tomas knowing how to make few weapons he was best at swords he had even made his own sword so that he could continue training. And now it was not alone his father even went out and helped him train while his mother stayed home and prepared meals for her two hard working men. Every night Tomas got home his mother always had a smile on her face it was like she was just happy to see him alive and well.(See profile for rest of history)
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Name: Torgue Trilfin
Nickname: Tor
Race: Trifling
Age: 435 years
Hight/weight:7'8"/198lbs
Hair Color: golden sliver
Eye Color: a deep hot gold orange like a sunset
Personality: Very serious and comanding but there is a funside to him, He is dark and moody and has some internal struggles to deal with.
Appearance: His wide shoulders and deep chest say a lot about his masculine status, His long triangle tipped tail. His voice like black velvet. His face looks as if Greek gods had hand crafted it for all women to gaze upon, he had perfect teeth and fangs a half inch long, and a top his head was a pair of pearly white horns.
Weapons: An Archic sword,and an ax, very adapt at hand to hand combat
Powers: super strength, and can hiccup or sneeze fire at times.
History: Tor was born from a demon and human/vamipre cross. He grew up on his own, hunting his fathers breed, his mother died in child birth. He sold him self as a mercanary for decades then just wandered around unsure of what was going to happen next in his life.