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Daelion-

Daelion resembles an elf in most appearances. He has a slim, almost delicate build and stands no more than five foot six inches in height. Though he boasts the same pointed ears as most elves and their innate grace, that is where his kinship with the elves of most worlds ends. His skin is ebony in color, and his long, fine hair is as white as fresh snow. His eyes are a deep crimson and seem to glow in the dark when he uses his sensitive heat vision. He wears a simple tunic and dark leather breeches with tall riding boots; over this he sports armour crafted of young black dragon scales and a flowing black cape with a hood. A finely crafted longsword with a hilt crafted from dragon fangs and several small daggers hang from his belt.

Daelion is of a race known as the Delvi. He comes from a very dark and foul world in constant turmoil and struggle for survival. Very young Daelion realized that he was different from most of his race in that he felt mercy and compassion. Exiled and even hunted because of what his race deemed weakness, Daelion escaped used his innate magical abilities to cast a powerful spell that threw him into another world entirely ...the only place that he could ever hope to escape his kind.

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The Delvi are a race of dark elves from a world completely consumed by darkness and evil. They are the dominant race of the world, having to continuously hunt and feed to maintain their immense magical metabolisms. With unusual strength and agility, the ability to heal wounds at an amazing rate, precise heat-based vision, and innate powers of magic, the Delvi are one of the most feared and hated races in all of existence by those that know of them. Their appearance is generally that of a ebony skinned elf with pale hair ranging from silver to white and red eyes.

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Vemon is a medium sized half-demon that looks like any other human….boring. With short black hair and a neatly trimmed go-tee he doesn’t attempt to keep his hair in check due to the fact that it mostly stayes spiked from constantly running his hands through it, out of thought or just boredom, sometimes anger. Venom is a easy going guy until a job needs done, then he gets down and dirty. Vemon seems strong enough to hold his own, but not pure brute…yet he is seen more as a graceful type, even though his wits matches his strength, not a lot but not a little of. Venom is prone to electricity, more than likely to do with the fact that his basic element of the demons is electricity. His eyes are bright blue and have a certain depth to them to seem as if they go on forever. Being a man of only 5’10’’ he shrugs it off and dives head long into anything he feels strongly enough.
"They are a curious thing, these emotions. How they fly in the face of logic, how they overrule the most basic instincts. Because, in the measure of time, in the measure of humanity, we sense those self-indulgent instincts to be a weakness, we sense that the needs of the community must outweight the desires of the one. Only when we admit to our failures and recognize our weaknesses can we rise above them. Together." -Drizzt Do'Urden

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Two words Doc....spell check. Vemon should be Venom, I believe you only got it right or wrong once. Depends on what his name is.
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I did spell check, and it didn't pick it up....sorry for that. It is Venom. Not Vemon...the digimon character.
"They are a curious thing, these emotions. How they fly in the face of logic, how they overrule the most basic instincts. Because, in the measure of time, in the measure of humanity, we sense those self-indulgent instincts to be a weakness, we sense that the needs of the community must outweight the desires of the one. Only when we admit to our failures and recognize our weaknesses can we rise above them. Together." -Drizzt Do'Urden

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Sol Vandemion-

Sol is a human with short, silvery hair and icy blue eyes. He is seductively handsome but his cold temprament has led to him being often described as aloof and unapproachable. He wears a loose white shirt and black trousers. Over these he wears a long white jacket with a fur collar draped over his shoulders like a cloak. In combat he utilises a number of weapons and his bare hands, making use of his supernatural physical prowess. He is adept at black magic and often uses hand seals and sigils to imprison, weaken and defeat his opponents.

Sol is the reincarnation of an ancient vampire lord who served under Delacroix known as Count Victus. After taking part in the downfall of his master Victus retreated to the black forest in Sachem, where he held his domain in the sway of terror. 19 years ago he was finally slain. Sol is currently unaware of his past, although he finds himself drawn to people and places where supernatural auras exist.

Sol was orphaned at a young age, and remembers nothing of his parents. His father was a wealthy merchant and his mother a noblewoman of Sachem. The two died under mysterious circumstances during a catastrophic fire that left Sol the only survivor of the entire area. As a result Sol was left the sole heir to their vast fortune. He grew up in the care of the many servants of the family and attended a prestigious school. A child genius, by the age of ten he was teaching the other students.

Sol studies law and medicine. He has a keen interest in languages and to date can speak seven modern and three dead languages. Another of his interests is history and his study of ancient conflicts along with his impressive intellect has made him a strategist to be reckoned with. Sol was the head of the Sachem University fencing and archery teams, learning several styles of long sword and rapier fencing.

Recently he left Sachem to travel the world, somehow winding up entangled in the events surrounding the kingdom of Meroldor.

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Black magic is a potent form of forbidden sorcery which allows the wielder to pervert the natural order, enslaving occult forces and bending them to their will. Long thought forgotten it is primarily offensive in nature, focusing on causing destruction. It also extends to curses and enchantments, allowing the caster to either debilitate their enemies or empower themselves. In addition black magic is extensively linked to summonings, with users often calling forth demons and other supernatural forces to grant them power or knowledge etc. The practice of most basic black magic generally requires neither physical gestures or oral invocations, however sorcerers often use them as a means of focusing their power. More complicated spells require lengthy preperation including incantations and glyph/rune seals. Black magic was devised by Lucius Le Schwarzecruex during his astral studies.

It's true nature is not known at this time. The practise of Black magic was forbidden by the ancients due to its evil nature, and when used brings pain upon the caster. A small scale spell may only manifest as the sensation of a pin prick while the highest tier of spells and curses can cause pain so unbearable that it can potentially kill the weilder. Those who practice the forbidden arts of black magic risk losing their soul to the darkness of the void. The power of black magic is drawn from the soul of the sorcerer and overuse can result in them becoming empty soulless monsters.

Sol also utilises a number of regular magics, though by his own admission he is a failure at white and holy magic, finding them beyond his capacity, hence his decision to study medicine.

He also makes use of a articularly esoteric spell, the dimensional vortex. By bending the space around an object he can deposit any number of items without them encumbering him. At any time he can reach into these dimensional pockets to retrieve a chosen item. He uses it to store weapons and supplies that he might find need for in times of crisis.
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Name: Mordachai Lament
Race: Human
Occupation: Assassin/Healer
Age:22

Appearance: Tall, black hair, green eyes, he is not overly muscled but he can shift himself. When on the job or making an impression he wears a sturdy rough cloth shirt and matching trousers, a brown leather satchel filled with various medicines and poisons, and brown leather boots with brown soft leather gloves. These clothes display a fine cut indicating money somewhere in his past, but several patches and repairs indicate he has not known such luxuory for some time. He has another pair of clothes identical to the first except the shirt is a mellow red, and the pants are a mellow brown. He also has a gray cloak and purple scarf. He wears a silver ring set with a purple stone on his left index finger, and carrys a sturdy walking staff.

Temprament: He is a likable guy, smart, dutiful, and responsible. He owes no allegiances to anyone but his god, but he is loyal to anyone who has garnered his trust. He is an assassin and a skilled healer, he will accept no payment for either of the servics and has no qualms about performing them. He works as a common laborer when in need of coin, but is capable of going without for some time. He gladly showcases his talents, and will aid any cause for the glory of his god.

Backround: He was raised in a secluded Platmeise Monasatry in Lucam-Kwaith. He was raised to be a monk but instead took to the roads to do the works of his god(healing and killing). He has traveled for a long time and recently came to rest at the Jaded Wayfarer Inn.
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Name:Merrick Blackclaw
Race:Orc
Class:Fighter
Age:50

Merrick is an orc of great build. He stands 7'0 in height and ways close to 300lbs in all muscle. His skin is a greenish color and his eyes seem to glow red. His long black hair is tied back in a warriors brade and a silver nose wring is connected to a gold earring in his right ear with a small chain. He weild a huge war axe with both hands in which he calls Soul Drinker. He wears leather armor that only covers vital areas. A stell pauldron is all he wears on his right arm.

Merrick spent most of his life fighting in the arenas of Severnia. When he broke free from his captures he left enough dead so as not to have anyone follow him. he has livedon the isle of Sil for the past eight years but has recently returned seeking a name for himself.
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Matthias Lecarde-

Matthias is a famed vampire hunter. He is in his mid fourties with short brown hair and a beard. He tends to wear a wide brimmed fedora and travelling jacket over simple robes, prefering the ease of movement they lend as opposed to the defensive qualities of armour. Matthias' main weapons are a holy sword and leather whip.

A descendant of the legendary vampire slayer Alexander Lecarde, the man who put an end to the first vampire Lucius Le Crosse centuries ago. Matthias is bound by the same destiny as his ancestors; to eternally do battle with the forces of darkness and their master, the lord of darkness Count Victus. Matthias was responsible for the final defeat of Victus 19 years ago. He, along with his companions stormed the count's castle and at great personal sacrifice were able to slay the immortal vampire once and for all.

A natural leader Matthias has a friendly and warm personality and his great charisma often inspires those around him. He is wise and trusting, if a little naive at times, and acts as a father figure to his companions. Though past his prime he is still a force to contend with, his physical abilities are far in excess of most other humans.
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Ryu Kojiro-

A ronin and former ninja of exceptional ability, wandering the world aimlessly lending his sword to any worthy cause. He is 6 feet tall with piercing brown eyes, a short mane of spiky black hair and youthful, rugged good looks. He wears a black hakama and men's kimono and carries a plain katana thrust into his obi (sash). When unarmed he uses karate and aikido techniques to defend himself. A natural born troublemaker, Ryu's personality is best described as laid back, though he often seems unbothered by impending danger when the situation calls for it he becomes intense and focussed. He tends to speak his mind, often leading to uncomfortable situations. He is tall and thin, with a rangy build. He relies purely on his sword, and has mastered a technique that enables him to swing it with such speed that it can send a razor sharp wave of air flying forwards.
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Korena-
Korena stands about 5' 6" in height. She has wavy brown hair that she usually keeps tied back in a ponytail and her bright green eyes are wide and rather innocent for the places that she hangs out in. She has soft, almost child like features and a snub little nose. Her figure is slender and she is small busted and small waisted. Usually she wears fine, but practical clothing consisting of a long skirt, a long tunic, and a vest over that.

Korena never really speaks much about herself, but she is a pleasant conversationalist most of the time. She seems interested in almost anyone that she talks to, though she has a tendency to ignore things when she doesn’t want to deal with them. When she was very young Korena’s only living parent, her father, died. However, she has been cared for quite well no matter where she goes though she won’t say by who or what. Recently her care has become more like a suitor’s attempts at wooing though, which she does not appreciate.

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Nevcor

A Minotaur short than the normal, Standing barely over 6' 5". Considered a weak runt in his society. With only his black smith father and warrior brother to teach him what the rest of his village denied him. He learned with a open mind and absorbed the knowledge. At the age of 22 he was banished never to return. With no knowledge on why. He was found near dead in the swamps protecting the village. The human was a rather large thief. With a height well over 7'. He taught Nevcor his secrets of thievery.
Now after the thief died Nevcor uses the skills with extreme precision. Using the skills his father taught him as a Blacksmith as cover as he travels as a Warrior/Rogue.

He wears brown pants and a dark blue shirt, and a large pack on his back. He sports thick, black steel armor dulled as to not shine, cushioned to itself with padded leather to keep it from making any sound what so ever. A large broad sword at his right side, a long sword on the opposite hip. A black helm ,which he made, that covers his face giving it the appearance of a minotaur shape instead of an actual face. The helm his closed around his Large horns appearing that they are in fact made onto the helm. Over all of this he wears a Black cloak lined with chain mail and covers all the features from top of horns to an inch above the ground. On his hoofed feat is think soled leather boots(Like) that keeps his steps as quite as his armor.
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Lance-

A teenager with short spiky brown hair and hazel eyes, Lance is noticeably short with a rangy build and boyishly handsome features. He wears a dark red tunic covered by a light, studded leather armour. He wields a plain longsword and an assortment of knives. In addition to being a fairly competant swordsman Lance is also skilled in the use of throwing knives and the arts of thievery such as concealment.

A young orphan from the streets of Dorngard Lance is a streetwise young man and works as a conman and theif. Tiring of his dead end life he dreams of greater things, aspiring to become a legendary adventurer through feats of renown. Lance often finds himself on the wrong side of the law to the point where he is on first name terms with the local constabulary. His reputation as a master theif was forged from several high profile heists such as the church of Ellan and the mayor's mansion. A former member of the theives guild he was turfed out for a lack of loyalty of all things, having the gaul to loot from the guilds own safehouses, proving the addage; there's no honour among theives. Despite his 'colourful' past he has a code of honour, and is always ready to help those in need, and if he can get something out of it all the better. He only ever steals from those who can afford it, preffering the term 'redistributing the wealth'. Make no mistake though, Lance is a theif, always on the lookout for a profit to be made, his motto being 'to take from the rich and give to oneself'.

Possessing has a surprisingly warm and friendly personality, he is always enthusiastic and with a tendancy to rush headlong into things, however his quick wits enable him to get out of most scrapes without having to draw his sword. Indeed Lance is extremely cunning and wiley and is often very cocky because of this. Whatever wealth he accumulates tends to be quickly squandered on food, drink and gambling, another of his many vices. Lance carries with him an assortment of items ranging from the useful (Such as lockpicks and other tools of the trade.) to the utterly pointless (A lucky coin from his first ever pickpocket, a collection of 'holy relics' and a bag of 'magic beans') When times are hard he can be found using his charisma and silver tongue to sell these useless items to gullible passers-by for quick cash. Part of being his success as a theif is down to his physical abilities, he is double jointed and an adept contortionist and escape artist. He is fairly weak but makes up for it with his speed and agility, easily rivalling a proffessional gymnast.

Lance was born to unknown parents, as a result he was never given a second name and grew up as an orphan in the slums of Dorngard. At the age of ten he and the other orphans were kicked out the orphanage and grew up on the streets with the people he now considered to be his brothers and sisters. Eight years on the streets taught him how to survive and he used his talents to help provide for his 'family'. However it was not to last as the others slowly died of illness, violence or hunger. Distraught, Lance vowed that he wouldn't end up the same way, and that one day, when he made his fortune he would return to build them the graves they deserved.
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