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Postby Xyster » Sun Oct 30, 2005 12:32 pm

Sylvis-

Sylvis stands about five foot four inches in height. She has deep brown eyes and flowing blonde hair that she keeps tied up behind her. Her features are softer, but have an edge to them from her years of training in the drakes. Her frame is delicate but well muscled, and her skin is a pale cream in color. Like all drakes she wears simple black clothing embroidered with a red serpentine dragon that stands for their order.

Sylvis was one of the few in the order with any blood family, a brother that was distributed to another clutch and killed by a fellow drake to prove that drake’s loyalty to the employer. Though she still holds a grudge against the drake, she is forbidden from exacting revenge and has since grown very close to Draco...her only surviving clutch member.
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Postby Xyster » Sun Oct 30, 2005 12:32 pm

Wyvern-

Wyvern is about five feet three inches in height. She appears no more than fourteen in age, though she is one of the best drakes that there are. Her eyes are startling green in color, and her hair is cut near her shoulders and raven black in color. She is small and stable in build, her garb like all of the other Scarlet Drakes.

Long ago Wyvern was given to the drakes to raise by her mother that was a renowned shadow weaver because she did not posses the traits needed to be such. The drakes raised her as one of their own and gave her a very difficult choice...one that allowed her to leave all of her hate and pain behind by stripping her emotions from her and blocking those that remained. Eternally loyal and grateful to the drakes, she went so far as to kill another drake to prove her loyalty.
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Postby Xyster » Sun Oct 30, 2005 12:32 pm

Lothorian-

Lothorian stands five foot six inches in height and is very slender in build. He has long snowy white hair that trails down to about the center of his back and deep, ocean blue eyes that seem to hold a special power. His features are soft, and his voice gentle. He usually wears a clean silken tunic, black cloth breeches, and high leather boots.

Lothorian is considered somewhat of a mystery among the nobles and soldiers of his home kingdom. No one really knows where he came from or how he came into command of the unit of army he controls. All that is really known about him is that he has a very strange attitude and is hard to faze. No matter what, he continues to be gentle and kind...often making people wonder what is going on in his head.
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Postby Talon Sinnah » Fri Nov 11, 2005 11:10 am

Carpathian:

Race: Half Demon
Age:200 years
Class: Blademaster

Father being a demon and mother a human he finds himself not really caring about his heritage. Reclusive and forelorn he wanders the land only searching for challenges and a good adventure. Although he is called a Blademaster he finds himslef more to the liking of a assassin's trade of stealth. He carries a long dragon hilt (black hilt) katana with a shining silver blade.

He wears a long ankle length cloak made of a wing of some creature, black traveling boots and pants with a grey colored cloth shirt. He keeps his haired tied back into a loose ponytail except for two strand that hang down in front of his face. His piercing blue eyes seem to shine with a natural born energy that he never lets out.

I know this will probably be my last half demon so live it up.
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Postby capt_tightpants » Wed Jan 04, 2006 10:17 pm

Beau

Beau is short for a human, about 5'4", and and pretty soft around the middle. He wears the standard purple robes of his order with a large blackstone broach pinned to his chest.
He is well versed in lore and sciences but has little practical knowledge of the real world. Despite this he decide to make a solo pilgrimageto one of the Platmiesian holy sites. He set out from his home laden with old tomes, his walking stick, and that days lunch. That was two weeks ago. He is currently living of various plants he has gathered and lost in the middle of somewhere.
He is known in his monastary for being very friendly and his renown for singing the hymnals is quickly spreading through the region.
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Postby Xyster » Sat Jan 07, 2006 11:19 pm

Yix-

Yix is a small creature, standing no more than six inches tall. She has tiny goat hooves and much resembles a miniature satyr, though most definitely female in her build. Her clothing is transparent spidersilk woven by the finest tailor, and she carries a small assortment or toxic powders along with a tiny flute like instrument in a pouch on her back barely bigger than a small coin purse. Her eyes are large for her size and shaped like saucers, shifting between several shades of blue depending on her mood, and her hair is fine and blonde, pulled back in a long braid.

Yix is a homunculi, created by her master to play rapturous tunes on her pipes and lull him to sleep. However, in his senility and old age he sought to destroy all of his works and had received the gift of some of Yix’s toxins as thanks. She now travels widely, following adventurers and stealing small tidbits from their camps to survive.
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Postby capt_tightpants » Tue Apr 04, 2006 5:49 pm

Melvin

Melvin is a tall(6'4") thin(143lbs) man(26 years old). He has no real skills, he can't use magic, he doesn't like weapons, all he has is an incredible melevolence for the people around him. After being ostricized from his home at the tender age of 14 he learned to survive in the wild, a skill that came in handy while on the run form the law. His only real solace is found in animals and he certainly has a way with them.
His arms are grossly disproportionate, hanging almost to his knees, his hands are "throttlers hands" with long, strong fingers and thumbs just as long.
It could be said that he's a ranger, but really, he's just a resourceful sociopath.
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Postby Mr_D » Mon Apr 17, 2006 3:27 pm

Kain Ashe-

Kain is a wandering free knight. He stands 6”5’ with long blonde hair and deep blue eyes. He has a powerful physique and wears heavy steel armor. At all times he carries with him a five foot long broadsword.

Kain is a solemn, quiet young man with a stoic expression and sorrowful look in his eyes. He speaks with an unusually soft voice and his mannerisms and gentle, polite way of speaking often cause people to mistake him as being older. Gentlemanly to a fault and with a strong sense of justice and honor Kain seems to be of another time. He generally tries to avoid others and walks with a weary, steady trudge as though he carries the weight of the world on his shoulders.

Born to a peasant couple Kain spent his early life as an apprentice to a knight of the holy order. He was eventually knighted and left to make his way in the world. One day his band of soldiers slew a dragon who had been plaguing the area. Searching through the hoard they came upon a mysterious sword. The men began to fight over it and Kain became enchanted by it’s dark power, slaying his men and taking it as his own. Soon after he became known as the crimson knight, under the dark spell of the blade he ravaged the land, killing without mercy. It was only by chance that he came across an ancient shrine. The holy light of the shrine purified his spirit and he found within himself the power to seal away the dark presence of the blade. He now wanders trying to find a way to cure himself, for when he falls asleep the presence awakens, sending him into an uncontrollable bloodlust.
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Postby Mr_D » Mon Apr 17, 2006 3:28 pm

Juste Tarsus-

A bitter ex hero and former member of the magi order. Juste is thirty years old of average build, and height with brown eyes, dirty blonde hair and a short, unkempt beard. He wears simple traveling robes and a tattered brown cloak, usually with the hood worn up, obscuring his features in shadow. Beneath his rough exterior he is actually fairly handsome. He carries a long, smooth staff and a plain sword amongst his other equipment.

Juste has a jaded and cynical personality, tired with life and bitter at the world he approaches everything with the same uncaring attitude. Death no longer holds any fear for him. He has a caustic, sharp wit and sarcastic, dark sense of humor. His bad attitude makes him very hard to get to know though he has a few very loyal friends scattered around the world.

During the civil war within the magi order 10 years ago Juste was a commander on the side of the traditional magi. Against the protests of the elders Juste and his friends joined the war against an splinter organisation. During the war he was accused of betraying the order and forced to kill several of his allies. Though they won the war the magi order was decimated with many members dead. Juste was exiled to wander the world for the rest of his life and has done so ever since.

The magi order
The magi order is a group of magic users who live an ascetic life of learning. Though they have temples in many large cities they generally do not interact with outsiders, though in times of dire need such as in the war against Neseldin, they have used their powers to defend what they believe to be the side of good. They are not understood by the masses who either look up to them in awe or see them as secretive, suspicious sorcerers not to be trusted.

Many years ago a cult of magi began to use their powers to dominate rather than serve, wielding their power as tyrants. They soon came into conflict with the main order who drove them out, exiling them to the edges of the world. 10 years ago they returned and waged war with the magi. Though the magi won the war they lost many of their number.
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Postby t_tibke » Thu Apr 27, 2006 4:53 pm

Galfimas

Race: Human
Age: 28 years
Class: Demonologist/Cleric

Galfimas is a cleric of an ancient order. Alike his brethren, and yet, not the same; he has delved deeply into the knowledge of all that is evil and demonic. He has volumes and volumes of lore that have been passed throughout time from the greatest demon hunters and loremeasters like himself, and now he is in posession of one of the greatest collections of these works in the world.

His fellows believe him to have perhaps, explored his dark enemy too deeply though, and while all those in the cathedral where he resides respect him, he knows that a great part of this respect is in fear.

He is draped in heavy robes that come to his calves, but also dons a long and well worn jacket that comes to his ankles. His voice filled with subtle grit, having taken an injury to his throat long ago. Those who look upon Galfimas can see that in his face is gently handsome in many respects. And his head bears short and jagged white hair, though not with age; for his features covey the youth of a man who may have been near the end of his twenty years.

Over each shoulder, he carries several leather cases and bags, and beneath them at his side, hangs a short but heavy looking morning star.

Galfimas has journeyed into places that men should never journey, and with such journeys, he has paid with the dark dreams that haunt him, and the emptiness of his emotions that are tortured by that which lies beyond the thoughts of the world he lives in.
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Postby Ranryu » Thu Apr 27, 2006 8:51 pm

Lantix Can be described has an over reactive, hyperactive, speedster demon. He is Half Elven and Half Human, yet he was not born this way. His birth granted him an Elven throne for more than 200 years he was a just and unpredictable king.

Over a millennium ago in a small forgotten war between several kingdoms of Elf and Human. He allied his kingdom with the humans. Only the humans betrayed him and so at the end of the war his once rich and prospective empire was destroyed to appease the rest of his race. His people and all they lived for magically destroyed, then he was cursed to live the rest of his days as half of the very creature he helped.
Instead of death after his ordeal, an unknown Goddess blessed him with eternal youth until the day he was able to acquire a rare jewel that was once part of his royal seal, or gain his revenge on the descendant of his betrayers. Part of his gift was also a curse, for every time someone looked into his eyes not only does his face forever burn into your memory, but every thing he has ever done against anyone is also implanted into their minds. Over the years he has all but completely forgotten his mission and what his jewel looks like, but he remembers he is looking for a royal jewel so he steals every one he finds or hears about.
Standing at about 6' foot tall he has a slim build and always dresses in black. Long brown hair pulled into a pony tail, and a set of daggers on his belt. He is extremely fast and agile to the point where each and every movement he does looks to be completely planned out and over exaggerated.
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Postby Mr_D » Wed May 03, 2006 3:08 pm

Vahn-

In Legacy-

Vahn is a young man of 25 with a short, tousseled mane of dark brown hair and smouldering brown eyes. He is of average height with a slim, muscular physique and usually wears a waist length leather jacket and trousers over a grey shirt. He carries a long sword and is extremely skilled in it's use, swinging it at incredible speeds and with unerring accuracy. In battle he is incredibly fast and uses acrobatics to out manuveur his opponents and position himself to land a decisive blow.

Generally quiet and withdrawn Vahn is quick to anger. Though unlike his mentor he prefers to settle things peacefully before drawing swords. Where demons are concerned his fierce hatred can override his better senses. Cynical and distant Vahn is something of a pessimist, always seeing the worst case scenario. Despite this he is a steadfast and loyal ally to those he considers his friends.

Vahn spent his early life as a wanderer, struggling to survive and living from one day to the next. His dream as a child was to become a swordsman and so he travelled the world searching for a swordsman to train him. During this time he defeated many well known swordsmen, revealing a prodigious talent for fighting at an early age. It was then that he encountered Wolf and Yissam, two swordsmen of peerless skill, and began to follow them and the others.

During his time between the disbanding of the group and their reunion Vahn has apparently taken up the mantle of the Black Knight from his mentor, travelling the world righting wrongs and slaying supernatural beasts that prey on the weak. He is known to have spent time training with the Magi, a group of ascetic sorcerers. However his lack of focus and short temper meant that he was unable to properly grasp the application of magic beyond a few basics and he left.
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