Gender: male
Age: 3987 years old
Birthdate: 5/8
Bio(be descriptive): --added later--
Personality: Dark, and secretive
Description(place pic here along with powers etc.):
He is half elf, half demon, detested for his parentage, when he was younger his mother, Anaya, Trimmed his tapered ears, in hopes that he would be accepted, but to no avail, humans fear him, demons despise him, and elfs insist that he should be murdered 'for his on good'
Weapons: A long sword, crossbow, dirk, daggers
Rank: Neutral(at first I promise to pick a side later)
Additional information: none that I can think of.
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Gaian name:: Faithofthefallen
Character Name:: Sora Blacklight
Age:: 17
Gender:: Female
element(s)::fire, Dark/shadow
Species:: shapeshifter demon
Talents:: An accomplished swordsman, and huntress
Weapon/s:: dirk, throwing darts, a glaive, and a long curved sword.
Description::
Hair:
Long, strait, and well....pink.
Eyes: almond shaped amber eyes
Picture::
Personality:: Kind, Yet aloof, very active, and easily excitable.
Bio:: A journeywoman, dragged into batttle during a thirst for revenge concerning her brothers death. Now a student pursuing a career as an elemental warrior.
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Character name(last, first,middle initial): Yamagata, Shavas, M
Gender: female
Species: Human
Age: 20
Birthdate: 11/13
Bio(be descriptive): She grew up in Yusote, Daughter of the local farmer, a b*****d, hated by most, and sold into slavery at the age of ten. She ended up a slave of the Wealthy Baron of Tique.
It was on her thirteenth birthday when she found the book, innocent at first glance. nestled at the end of a dusty row of books in the Barons personal library. Curiosity overtook common sense as she stroked the supple black leather binding, and tucked it into her apron. She locked herself in her room, and gazed at the complicated runes, recipes, and detailed paintings of a parralell universe, Tarturus. The power one could control through the practice of Necromancy, if only someone knew how to perform the forbidde practices, the secrets these so called demons could reviel if only someone could summon one of these magnificent beings. Her sudden lust for power became a physical need, she stole spell compnents from the barons personal store, and studied the various books on the Necromocon arts non stop. And then it happened, She had drawn the runes with the ease of much practice, and now knelt in the corner with the beloved book, laid open to the neccesary page. The words of power seared her mough, and throat, black fire dribbling down her chin, and enveloping her body in an eerie glow, Pain rolled through her body in bursts, her eyes rolled back into her head, and her soul withdrew, no longer controlling her body. Her voice rasped, and croaked as the last syllable dropped from her tongue.
She lay huddled in a heap, pain wracked her slender form, and she willed her self to look away wrom the writhing, pulsing form trapped in the circle of her power.
Time seemed to fly, as day became night, and the creature became restless, thrashing, and clawing at its bonds, and Shavas winced with each blow as if physically assaulted. On shaky legs she turned to gaze at the creature, and despite the pain, and the hate filled gaze it directed towards her, pride swelled in her bosum untill she was actually smiling at the hidious thing. Maybe she inderestimated the creature....maybe her mind was broken by the last few pain filled hours, but kneling she scratched her fingers across the floor at the things feet, breaking the circle and releasing its fury on the houshold, by dawn no living soul remained within a ten mile radious before the demon took off through the country side, its bloodlust momentarily satisfied. Shavas limped through the wreckage of the village, and gazed at her surroundings...mortified. A few days later she had moved to Teir, And though promising herself never to summon a demon again, she still practices the necromantic arts to this day.
Personality: Sort of a Flaky personality, and some would swear she was bi-polar, but shes really a sweet person once you get to know her, looking past all her evil obsessions anyways....
Weapons: A dirk, and rapier, and a dagger
Rank/side: (co alpha of guild) *evil*
Additional information: Despite her dark past and unusual interests Shavas isnt totally devoted to evil, She took classes at the tower of high sorcery in Teir, Fine tuning other abilities mostly Telekinises, and now is a bit more preficient at summoning lower level demons, and mind-to-mind speaking.
Description(place pic here along with powers etc.):Talented spy, Skilled In Telekinisis, and has an uncanny interest in the dark arts
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-Id like to add in my defense that Im just reserving this for tmarrow cause Ihave to get off-
Character name(last, first,middle initial): Shaon
Gender: Femme
Age: 22
Birthdate: 8/6
Bio(be descriptive): Dughter of King Pleuron, She took the throne at the age of sixteen, when her father died of Poisen. Shes never liked being queen, but she is pretty good at it. She also hasn''t given into darkness yet, fending of the demons each time they came to steal her soul, She supports the priestess, marching soldiers to her aide at need.
Personality: Aloof, and dreamy, A little bit juvenile.
Description(place pic here along with powers etc.):
Weapons: Glaive
Rank: Queen of Esperanza
Additional information:nope, I think thats it.
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