Two sided RP - 1 spot open!

[aerisangel01]

Edit- Rp is now full. =3


Ok, so I decided to create a RP, except there is a special rule on this: You MUST create two character, a Hero, and a Villian. The hero you create does not necesairely have to be with other heroes, just like every villians do not have to work together. But some grouping is expected. You can begin by introducing one character(hero or villian, your choice), but the other must be introduced at least 10 post after.

Species-

Human: One of the main specie of the world. They are average in both magic and physical attack. Their average life span is 100 years, and are fairly adaptable. Usually Religious, they have the bad habit of seeing everything as either black, or white. While to each other they are normally peaceful, they tend to be agressive toward other races. After some "errors" from the Religious Leaders in the past, the population's fayth is disminishing, and so does the animosity toward other races.

Elves: Second main specie of the World. Sophisticated, they are secretely admired by humans. Excellent in the art of Magic, their physical habilities is at best low, with exception for their agility, greater than that of human. Their average lifespan is of 250 years, but lack the adaptabilities of their humans cousin. Not a very religious race, they mainly consider everything as shades of grey. Peaceful, they live separeted from humans, but always welcome their visitor. Depending on where they live, their skin colors change, and sometime habilities. They were pretty much left alone by the Human religious leader, to their luck...

Morpho: Now a rare race. At birth, Morpho Pup, as they are called, are identical to human. But normally at the age of 3 some animal characteristic begin appearing on them, with the transformation ending around 6. Their hair and eye color will also sometime change. However, it can happen much later, especially in case of rarer races. Like their name says, they have the hability to morph into their own animal, giving them greater strenght and new habilities. The process is however very painful, they therefore keep it to use only in emergencies. Morphos can be any animal, from hamster to wolf. However, their race doesn't seem to be influenced by anything genetic, as two bunnies morpho can give birth to a lion morpho, for exemple. Before a fairly common race, the Religious Leaders of the human races declared a sacred war against them, saying they were malefic, which led them close to inxtinction. Now living away from every other races, with the possible exception of Orcs, they became fairly agressive. Their natural habilities depend from individual to individual, some being physically strong and other magically strong. The strongest Morphos are the rare "Mythical", who have for animal Phoenix, dragons, etc. Their lifespan goes from 75 to 500 years old, depending.

Orcs: Also a rare race, they were hunted during the same war that brought Morphos to their current state. Living in area otherwise inhospitable to other creatures, they developed great physical habilities. Contrary to the Religious view of them that made them blood thirsty beast, they are quite pacific and, surprisingly enough, mainly Herbivorous. They live in small pack from 3 to 6 members, but aren't very territorial, so two packs living next to each other isn't uncommon. Recently they started welcoming Morphos into their packs, especially magically gifted one. Their bad reputation is explained by the fact they have huge, carnivorous like teeth, but it is an oddity of evolution more than anything else. Their average life span is 75 years old.

Half-breed: Humans, Elves, Morphos, and Orcs are fully compatible with each other, so half-breed are completely possible, but rare, as attraction between the different races is weak. Here is every races outcome in such a breeding.

Humans- Genetically speaking, they are the lowest. An half breed will NEVER be mainly human. When breed with elves, the outcome will be an Elf a bit stronger than it's kin, but with lesser magical habilities. With Morpho, the resulting pup will have less physical animal trait, for exemple patch of furs instead of ear and tails, and will start getting them a bit later than normal morpho. But it has no other impact on them and their habilities, as it is already changing. With Orcs, the result orc will have some magical power but weaker physical habilities than their kin.

Morpho- Second lowest, genetically speaking. They will only have a mainly Morpho half-breed if they breed with Humans. As the instable specie they are, the result on both Orcs and Elves is changing. It could make an extremely magical strong Orc/Elf, or a veritable Hercule Orc/Elf.

Elves- Second strongest, genetically speaking. They get the upper end on both Morphos and Humans. When breed with Orcs, the resulting Orc has great magical habilities, at least for their kind.

Orcs- Strongest, genetically speaking. If one of the parent is an Orc, the half-breed will ALWAYS be mainly Orc.

Humans/Elves Half-breed are the most common kind of half breed. Any half breed including Morpho or Orc are very rare, likely due to their low number.

(Note: If you'd like me to add a race, just post it, and I'll see. No race like "Wooden Elves" and such however. These qualifies as normal elves, but with stronger Plant-related habilities then the rest. Also note the characteristic I gave are not set in stone. Every individual is unique, and as such a peaceful, accepting, religious human can easilly exist, just like a murdering Orc.)

Elements-

Elements are actually divided between the for states of things, which is to say:

Liquid(water, etc)
Solid(rock, ice, etc)
Gazeous(Oxygen, helium, etc)
Energy(Fire, Thunder)

Liquid and Gazeous elements are usually linked to Cold, while Solid and Energy are to Warmth. Some things are not placed according to their state, however. For exemple, Lava is considered a Solid/Energy mix, depiste being liquid. Every elements are actually considered egal; Energy make Liquid boils and turn into Air, while Liquid can also make Energy disappear(throwing a lot of water on a fire).

Another way of Element, that is mainly used by Humans, is the old Earth/Water/Air/Fire system, where every elements are supposed to rule over another. However most people consider it highly innocurate(with reasons), so those using it are in a minority.

Area-

The country where it happens is a mix of Plains, Forests, and Mountain. The Ocean washes it's shores, and while there is no lake or river to speak of, pond and others small stream of water are very easilly found. Climate is moderate, averaging at 15 Celcius all years long, taken in an ever lasting spring. The small winter/summer they have last only one month, but the change is extremely notable, going to -15 Celcius and 30 Celcius during the short Summer/winter. (sorry guys, I only know Celcius)

Humans and Elves can be found everywhere, but Orcs and Morphos have become greatly protective of the mountains, the only place where they can seem to find peace. The country is extremely vast

Classes-

Classes will often be dependant on one's specie, as they all have special requirement. There are many Classes, so I'm only giving a few. One can even have no class at all if desired.

Mage: Use magic to attack and heal others. Specialisation in one or another kind of magic is fairly common, but not always adviced. One needs a good master of magic, so Humans and Elves are the main one to take this class. Some Morphos also do. Mages will most of the time be physically frail, and therefore must have support from other class when fighting.

Trainers: A deviation of Magic and great Favorite of Morphos, Trainers use magic in order to tame creatures that would otherwise be savage to anything else. Good magic Skills are needed, but also strong physical habilities, in case something goes wrong...

Berseker: Berseker use physical attack, but they lack the rigor and strategic habilities of knight. It is a favorite of Orcs. Physical strenght and endurance is needed, since when they throw themself into battle at random, they will always get physical injuries. Magical Bersekers is the name used for Berseker able to use magic beside their fighting.

Knight: No matter the weapons, if there is training, or tactical element, one is qualified as a knight. Knight will often be good in both Magical and Physical attack. Monks, Archer and the like all qualifies as Knight. What specie prefer it depend on what class of knight it is.

Rogue: Assasin, thief, all of those are Rogue. They relie on neither Physical nor Magical strenght, but on speed, agility and intelligence. Strike fast, never be seen. Your life is on the line. It is widely know Elves makes the greatest Rogue, and most of those who lack of great magical habilities, becomes it.



That's it, I think. If you think I could add anything, just tell me! =D

[aerisangel01]

-Characters bios will be put here-

Here are the information you need to put in case you want to join!
Character Name:
Player: (your forum name, in short)
Age:
Order: (hero, villian)
Specie: (Humans, Elves, Morphos(if, give animal specie), Orc)
Habilities: (strong in X kind of magic, etc..)
Appearance:
Classes:(Not limited to those I put)
Weapon(s): (Try to make them linked to your class)
Familliar: (optional, except for Trainers)
Birth Place: (A city, a forest, etc... No need for being too specific)
Personallities:
Background:
Allies:
Ennemies: (Expected your Villian/Hero will go there)
Relationship:
Other: (if there are other things you think does not fit in the above categories, just put them here)


Heroes-

Name at adoption: Myriam Delaïd
Real name(according to her): Adeesa
Player: Aerisa Darkyna
Age: Guessed around 17
Order: Hero
Specie: Human? She seems to be hiding something...
Habilities: Never showed any, but might be hidding things... Physically average, but found a way to increase it with her weapon.
Appearance: Long, straight blond hair, hidding half of her face. The visible eye is a grey-ish blue. Fairly tall, she wear a very short dress without sleeve and pants. No matter what, the half of her face and her back are always, ALWAYS hidden. It is guessed she might have willigingly changed her apparance, as during childhood her hair was more of a pale brown, and incredibly messy. It is not uncommon for her to draw tribal like marking on her face.
Classes: Close to Magical Berseker, but not quite as she is able to use some strategy.
Weapon(s): A giant, wooden mallet as long as she is.
Familliar: -none-
Birth Place: Unknown, live inside a city to the North of the country, right next the ocean,
Personallities: She act like the perfect girl, polite and obeidant. However, it is all only an act. While a part of her is indeed sensible and caring, the strongest part of her is a bad tempered, intelligent, sadistic beast. But she is good at heart and would NEVER hurt anyone innocent.
Background: She was found at around 6 years old, beaten and almost dead. It was guessed she was a human who had been attacked by Morphos. Nursed back to health, it was discovered she suffered a severe case of Amnesia. Adopted by those who had found her, she always acted a bit strange. Her Parents, big Morphos and Orc Hater, loves her dearly and always protected her, but for some reasons, she feels as if she can't really love them back...
Ever since she discovered, some weeks ago, they had arranged a mariage for her with someone she doesn't even know, she has been planning to run away, but doesn't know she will be forced to do it sooner than desired...
Allies: None yet
Ennemies: Aerisa
Relationship: A mariage was arranged for her, but she has no intention of taking any part in it...
Other: (can't think of anything yet...)

Character Name: Divna
Player: Mindela
Age: 9
Order: Hero
Specie: Elf
Habilities: Have much magical potential but is still weak in using it properly. She trains to master water and ice magic.
Appearance: A very small elf child even for her age. Like other elves dwelling in the forrests near the Northern Sea she has deeply tanned skin and creamy white hair. Hers is very thin and silky and is cut just above her shoulders. Divna wears mainly a simple white cotton dress and runs barefoot on the lush grasslands of her home
Classes: Semi-mage
Weapon(s): None. She can barely even use a wand without dropping it multiple times.
Familliar: A small white kitten she calls Nini and likes to cuddle her to go to sleep. Nini doesn't really possess any magiacl potential.
Birth Place: The woods of the Northern Sea commonly known to outsiders as Ferryn Shilas.
Background: Has never known any lands beyond her forrest or the sparse bits of lands she has seen on the other shores of the Northern Sea. Her mother died in childbirth and has been raised by her older sister Rileth and father Orrin. Orrin however had developed a slight contempt for his youngest daughter believing that she was directly responible for his wife's death. So over the years she had seen very little of him. Since Orrin had practically abandoned his family the community of Ferryn Shilas have made a group effort to care for both Divna and Rileth. But she is far too young to fully understand the significance of her mother's death.
Personallities: Extremely curious which luckily for her is accepted amoung her society. Elves see exploring and questions from young ones as signs of great potential and knowledge. Being so young and innocent she tends to ask questions that normally wouldn't be acceptable in polite company. But nevertheless she is eager to try and learn elven customs and try and master the magics to which she was blessed with by the Goddess of Winter
Ennemies: Too uncorrupted to even know what that word means
Relationship: Is close friends with Djen a male forrest elf child who is training in Lightning and Water magic.

Character Name: Artemis
Player: Scar
Age: 17
Order: Hero
Specie: Morpho (Fox)
Class(es): Mage
Element(s): Solid - Earth
Habilities: He has a decent proficiency over Earth magic but mostly relies on using it for healing. Not very strong physically
Appearance: Artemis is a lanky youth but rarely anyone sees past the heavy brown cloak he always wears. Hidden under the hood is a shock of long red hair which falls messily on his shoulders. His plain face would appear like any other human were it not for his yellow, feral eyes. Artemis dresses simply in dull colours so as not to attract too much attention to his lineage.
Weapon(s): A plain wooden staff which he also uses as a walking stick. And his claws when he’s desperate as well as some Earth magic to get out of tight spots.
Birth Place: Somewhere in the plains south of Ferryn Shilas
Personallity(s): While he does his best to remain hidden from the majority of the human populace, Artemis is determined to remain friendly and helpful to anyone he comes across. He dislikes combat and would rather talk things out than engage in fisticuffs. Artemis is also very loyal and protective to those whom he trusts. Unfortunately, Artemis is exceptionally trusting towards anyone he encounters unless threatened or given sufficient reason to do otherwise. Artemis also holds an optimistic view that sooner or later people will start seeing him for who he is rather than what he is.
Background: Artemis was raised since he was a cub by a lonely old mage called Erving living near Ferryn Shilas. Erving treated him as if he was his own son and Artemis lived happily for much of his childhood until the day a group of knights from the arrived. Erving barricaded his tower but knew he only had moments before the knights breached his tower. Thus he divulged Artemis’ heritage: about how his mother and father had begged Erving to take care of their son while they fled from the very same knights years ago. The knights eventually broke through and Erving, against Artemis’ teary protests, teleported the young Morpho to the safety of the nearby forest. When he found the courage to exit the forest, Artemis found only the tower’s smouldering base. Now wandering the streets of Zeromus, Artemis never once forgot the old mage’s sacrifice and has since took it upon himself to repay the mage’s debt by helping others just as Erving had done.
Allies: None. Very few humans get past their prejudice against a Morpho.
Enemies: None … yet.
Relationship: None save the few rats he occasionally talks to. They don’t seem to show any sign of knowing or bothering about what he says.

Player: Kat
Name: Lorraine Astrallien
Age: 24
Order&Species: Human/Heroine
Element: Liquid/Water
Appearance: Short red hair clipped just above her chin, very dark brown eyes that are nearly black, rather tall and thin (six feet in height), always wears a long green robe over a blue tunic and black belt. She carries a staff with a large coral-colored pearl at the top that she uses for magic, and pulls her hair back into a bandanna when needed.
Background: Lorraine left her home after finishing her magic studies in order to seek adventure, and it has lead her into the wilderness just outside the town where Thak and Gerard and everyone else are.
Personality and Abilities: She is rather adventurous yet impulsive, and sometimes too wary to trust and make friends with others. Her best powers are creating destructive rainstorms and flash floods, but she can heal too. The only things she cannot do are cast shields, cast fire magic, or fight hand-to-hand.
Class: Mage

Villians-

Name: Gerard (Villain)
Player: Kat
Age: 19
Appearance: Brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, icy blue eyes, rather aquiline nose, tanned complexion, 5'11" tall, wears a shirt, trousers, and a long cloak, keeps several knives on himself in case he gets attacked
Element: Solid - ice
Background: Born to two rogues - one human and one elf. He was taught at an early age to pilfer, to assassinate, and to amass large amounts of stolen wealth. But after his parents were mysteriously killed, Gerard nearly went insane and blames everyone for their death. Having been trained along the path of villainy, he turns completely to the dark side and becomes vengeful.
Class: Half-human, half-elf rogue

Character Name: Aerisa (last name unknown)
Player: Aerisa Darkyna
Age: 18
Order: Villian
Specie: Human/Morpho half breed. Wolf
Habilities: Physically strong and very gifted in Magic.
Appearance: Physically almost identical to Adeesa. But her eyes are mismatched, with one being blue-grey, the other red. Her hair is mainly Bloodred with silver/white part in it. She has very developed Wolf ears and tail, showing a lot of animal trait depiste being an half breed.
Classes: A very gifted Trainer.
Weapon(s): Whip is a favorite of her, and a large, butcher like knife follow second.
Familliar: Liger, a HUGE Lion/Tiger cross-breed she stole from a wandering circus. She usually ride on him when she does long travel.
Birth Place: Unknown
Personallities: A cuning, sadistic, bad tempered lady dog. She has a deep hatred for humans and will not hesitate to kill them.
Background: Aerisa's mother was just like her daughter, she hated human. One day she took a male one as a "play thing" before killing him... She was afterward horrified to discover she was pregnant. Decieding to give the child a chance, she had identical twins daughter; Aerisa, the oldest, and Adeesa, the youngest. They both were best friend. Aerisa, much stronger than her sister in every cases, protected her all the time. Aerisa showed very early sign of her Morpho heritage, beggining to get small patch of fur where her tail would later appear at the age of two. When they both were seven, however, and that Adeesa still had no sign on her while her sister's transformation was almost complete, the mother lost patiente and attack her, leaving her for dead in a plain. Over came with pain, Aerisa manage to transform into a Wolf for the first time ever some days later and killed her mother. When she came where they had left her sister, however, they found her missing.
During the years she spent searching for her sister, she growed animosity toward humans. While she had nothing against them, at first, the frequent attack she suffered due to her race led her to have great hate of them. At age 14 she stole a Lion/Tiger crossbreed kitten named Liger, and became the trainer she is today.
Her goal is to find her sister and being with her again. She is convinced Myriam Delaïd, aka Adeesa, is her sister, but being so different, getting her to accept her will be an almost imposible task...
Allies: None yet
Ennemies: Adeesa(to her great sadness)
Relationship: None, male Morphos are too rare.
Other: Dun't think there's anything else to put...

Character Name: Thak
Player: Mindela
Age: 37
Order: Villain
Specie: Orc
Habilities: Has barely any magical caopabilities to speak of. He relies mainly on brute strength and strategy in combat and survival.
Appearance: An enormous hulking figure of oversized muscles and greenish-grey skin. A shaggy mane of greyish black hair has to be cruedly cropped short for convinience but grows back at a rapid pace. Typically wears a combination of leather and steel plate armor somwhere under multiple layers of beast skins. Thak carries his axe in a leather strapped harness worn over his back. A similar belt around his waist carries poison powders carried in skulls on various sizes.
Classes: Bounty hunter
Weapon(s): Thak uses mainly a huge thick double ended axe. The steel on the blades has been tinted red in places and the long wooden handle has multiple eteched-in tick marks.
Birth Place: Somewhere in the cavernous cities lining the mountain ranges
Personallities: Extremely introverted and hates to be bothered. He spends most of his time traveling so very rarely makes lasting relationships. He instead occupies his time as a trophy hunter of sorts. His small permanent dwelling hidden somewhere in the east mountain range is packed with all sorts of corpses of exotic creatures. Be there speak of a wolf with a pelt that glistens even in the darkness or a human boy who's tears heal all wounds Thak will hunt tirelessly until they are added to his obscure collection. And even if it has no use to the orc he knows of many who would purchase his bounty for a nice bit of gold. And if provided with a sufficient fee and interest Thak will occassionally take on an assasination assignment. But to keep up with such a brutal and crude lifestyle he has worked hard to feel no emotion for anyone or anything that he hunts or gets in the way of him doing so.
Background: Spent his childhood like most other male orcs preparing to become an efficient fighter someday. He has few fleeting memories of childhood but has pretty much forgotten all those purposely to reinforce his personal guideline to keep emotion out of what he is to accomplish
Allies: Very few. Thak trusts barely anyone except for long time friends that usually have useful information to pass on
Ennemies: Anyone he is hunting
Relationship: Thak says "What is that?"

Character Name: Sir Khestrel
Player: Scar
Age: 29
Order: Villain
Specie: Human
Class(es): Paladin of Selbaden
Element(s): Energy - Light
Habilities: Physical strong as well as strong in his faith to his Order
Appearance: Khestrel is tall and well-built for a human but not to the extent of being overly brawny. His short, cropped blond hair perfectly complements his handsome features, much as his deep brown eyes do for his perfect row of pearly white teeth. Over his healthily tanned skin he typically dons a shined suit of full plate mail, over which hangs a tabard emblazoned with his Order’s gold and white symbol.
Weapon(s): A large, two handed sword with a stylized gold hilt he usually keeps in a scabbard strapped to his back and an old silvered longsword he keeps by his side. He also wields the element of Light, originally used to combat undead, for strength.
Birth Place: The city of Zeromus
Personallity(s): Chivalrous, sociable and idealistic, Khestrel is always ready to prove his worth and uphold the honour of his Order, occasionally indulging himself in friendly duels or tankards of mead with a lady. All his warmth vanishes however when he faces a member of the Morpho race. Khestrel will hunt and strike down even the most helpless of the ‘vile abominations’, blindly engaging even the strongest Morpho no matter the cost of his life. Khestrel listens not to reasoning or excuses. His sworn duty is clear.
Background: Khestrel was born and raised in the Order of Selbaden’s church in Zeromus and all his life he was educated in the doctrines of the Order: mainly the extermination of the Morpho, which the Order considers unnatural and whose habits are against the very notions of ‘civilized society’. Khestrel’s father and mentor was a former Paladin named Sir Rasal who perished in a battle between a Morpho when Khestrel was only 14 and it is this incident that incited his hate against the Morpho. Neither his father nor his brethren have ever told him who his mother was.
Allies: The Order of Selbaden
Enemies: If it’s a Morpho it’s evil.
Relationship: Acquaintances among the upper class society in Zeromus
Others: Khestrel hates spiders for some reason

Alright, starting now! ^^

[Kat]

((Okay, we put species, element, area, class, plus name, background, appearance, and powers? I'm interested. ^_^))

[aerisangel01]

I put every information you need to add if you want to join on my second post =3 But likely I'll start the RP only tommorow, because it's late now and I really need to go to bed X.x

[Kat]

Okay, as a change of pace, I'll introduce the villain first:

Name: Gerard (Villain)
Age: 19
Appearance: Brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, icy blue eyes, rather aquiline nose, tanned complexion, 5'11" tall, wears a shirt, trousers, and a long cloak, keeps several knives on himself in case he gets attacked
Element: Solid - ice
Background: Born to two rogues - one human and one elf. He was taught at an early age to pilfer, to assassinate, and to amass large amounts of stolen wealth. But after his parents were mysteriously killed, Gerard nearly went insane and blames everyone for their death. Having been trained along the path of villainy, he turns completely to the dark side and becomes vengeful.
Class: Half-human, half-elf rogue

[aerisangel01]

Myriam, Aka Adeesa, walked in the city, morose. The sound of the waves from the ocean echoed from not too far away. In two weeks, she would have to meet her "Fiancé". She loathed the idea of being forced to marry a stranger, and intended to be gone LONG before he came. Which gave her at least half a week before she would be forced to run away. She loved her adoptive parents, she truly did... but they simply weren't ment to love each other....

***

"AHAHAH!!!!!"

Aerisa's laugh echoed inside of the plain as she looked at the human in front of her. Behind her ended the plain and the forest began.

"Why are you laughing!? Demon! I will slaughter you!"

The human took his sword and faced her. She giggled some more, twitching her wolf ear.

"You know, somehow, I doubt it. Now's your last chance, go back, because otherwise, I will take great pleasure in slaughtering YOU."

The human ran to her, his sword ready to strike.

"Too bad..." She muttered before putting two fingers in her mouth and whistling. A huge beast, half lion half tiger, jumped from the forest on the man. It was over before he even could scream. "I forgot to mention, we, trainers, consider our beast an extension of ourselves. Isn't it right Liger?"

She caressed the muzzle of the huge cat, droppling in blood. He purred happilly as his trainer did so.

"Well, dinner's ready!"



(OOC: your turn! (yes, I'm a sadic...))

(OOC 2: Also, if you don't know, Lion CAN purr, just not the same way cat do.)

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((Joining! Just give me a few minutes to set up my profiles))

[aerisangel01]

(OOC: Take your time ^^

OOC 2: Ok, since both of the interested are offline, I'll continue a bit with Aerisa....)

As Liger sat on the ground, washing himself, Aerisa started searching the body. From the quality of the sword, it could be guessed the man was wealthy, and any money possible was always appreciated. What she found that caughed her attention, however, was a letter, not money. She oppened it and read it. It told the preparation for his arranged Mariage had now been finished, and that his bride had been informed that it was incomming.

She snorted while reading it. Forcing someone to marry, only humans were depistable enough to do that. As she finished reading, she noticed a picture attached to the back of the letter. It seemed as if her heart stopped for a second. The blond hair of the girl was hidding half of her face, but enough of it was visible to say this: They were identical. She looked at the name, Myriam Delaïd. Could it be...?

"Liger!" She shouted, grabbing her beast attention. "We eat quickly, and then we get going... I found our new destination..." She smirked, before muttering. "There will be much dead for what they did to you..... My dear sister...."

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Character Name: Thak
Player: Mindela
Age: 37
Order: Villain
Specie: Orc
Habilities: Has barely any magical caopabilities to speak of. He relies mainly on brute strength and strategy in combat and survival.
Appearance: An enormous hulking figure of oversized muscles and greenish-grey skin. A shaggy mane of greyish black hair has to be cruedly cropped short for convinience but grows back at a rapid pace. Typically wears a combination of leather and steel plate armor somwhere under multiple layers of beast skins. Thak carries his axe in a leather strapped harness worn over his back. A similar belt around his waist carries poison powders carried in skulls on various sizes.
Classes: Bounty hunter
Weapon(s): Thak uses mainly a huge thick double ended axe. The steel on the blades has been tinted red in places and the long wooden handle has multiple eteched-in tick marks.
Birth Place: Somewhere in the cavernous cities lining the mountain ranges
Personallities: Extremely introverted and hates to be bothered. He spends most of his time traveling so very rarely makes lasting relationships. He instead occupies his time as a trophy hunter of sorts. His small permanent dwelling hidden somewhere in the east mountain range is packed with all sorts of corpses of exotic creatures. Be there speak of a wolf with a pelt that glistens even in the darkness or a human boy who's tears heal all wounds Thak will hunt tirelessly until they are added to his obscure collection. And even if it has no use to the orc he knows of many who would purchase his bounty for a nice bit of gold. And if provided with a sufficient fee and interest Thak will occassionally take on an assasination assignment. But to keep up with such a brutal and crude lifestyle he has worked hard to feel no emotion for anyone or anything that he hunts or gets in the way of him doing so.
Background: Spent his childhood like most other male orcs preparing to become an efficient fighter someday. He has few fleeting memories of childhood but has pretty much forgotten all those purposely to reinforce his personal guideline to keep emotion out of what he is to accomplish
Allies: Very few. Thak trusts barely anyone except for long time friends that usually have useful information to pass on
Ennemies: Anyone he is hunting
Relationship: Thak says "What is that?"

Character Name: Divna
Player: Mindela
Age: 9
Order: Hero
Specie: Elf
Habilities: Have much magical potential but is still weak in using it properly. She trains to master water and ice magic.
Appearance: A very small elf child even for her age. Like other elves dwelling in the forrests near the Northern Sea she has deeply tanned skin and creamy white hair. Hers is very thin and silky and is cut just above her shoulders. Divna wears mainly a simple white cotton dress and runs barefoot on the lush grasslands of her home
Classes: Semi-mage
Weapon(s): None. She can barely even use a wand without dropping it multiple times.
Familliar: A small white kitten she calls Nini and likes to cuddle her to go to sleep. Nini doesn't really possess any magiacl potential.
Birth Place: The woods of the Northern Sea commonly known to outsiders as Ferryn Shilas.
Background: Has never known any lands beyond her forrest or the sparse bits of lands she has seen on the other shores of the Northern Sea. Her mother died in childbirth and has been raised by her older sister Rileth and father Orrin. Orrin however had developed a slight contempt for his youngest daughter believing that she was directly responible for his wife's death. So over the years she had seen very little of him. Since Orrin had practically abandoned his family the community of Ferryn Shilas have made a group effort to care for both Divna and Rileth. But she is far too young to fully understand the significance of her mother's death.
Personallities: Extremely curious which luckily for her is accepted amoung her society. Elves see exploring and questions from young ones as signs of great potential and knowledge. Being so young and innocent she tends to ask questions that normally wouldn't be acceptable in polite company. But nevertheless she is eager to try and learn elven customs and try and master the magics to which she was blessed with by the Goddess of Winter
Ennemies: Too uncorrupted to even know what that word means
Relationship: Is close friends with Djen a male forrest elf child who is training in Lightning and Water magic.

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Thak pounded his fist on the locked wood door of the tavern. After a few impatient seconds he pounded again and this time a smallish voice from inside replied "We're closed for the night." Letting out a grumbling sigh the orc stepped back a bit then swung his fist at the door. With a splintering crunch the feeble wood fell clean off its hinges and Thak kicked whatever was left out of the way.

The little man behind the counter trembled and dropped the tankard he was polishing at the sight of the orc. Thak undid his belts and dropped his axe and make skull vessels on the counter and took a seat on a sagging stool opposite the bartender. "Sorry 'bout that. Just stoppin' in for a bit o' ale afore turnin' in for the night." he grunted, cracking his neck loudly. Shivering where he stood the human could only stare at the skull of some large hooked-beak fowl that had landed right in front of him.

"I said NOW!" Thak roared slamming his fist down on the counter causing over half the first floor to shake.

Letting out mouse-like squeak the man scurried to grab the tankard off the floor. With a shaky hand he dispensed some ale into it out of a barrel practically sloshing it all over the floor. He set it gingerly down in front of the brute and back away a couple paces trying not to stare at the several disembodied heads.

Thak grabbed the tankard and downed the entire thing in less than two swigs. Shutting his eyes the orc let out a long satisfyed sigh before chucking the tankard aside and resting his forearm on the counter. "Oi you. I'm lookin' for someone 'round these parts. Goes by the name o' Remworth o' somethin' like that..."

The bartender froze halfway through what appeared to be a quick exit via the back stairs. "Er...yes I've heard that name. He came by earlier today and rented a room for a few nights."

"Good then. I'll jus' go an' get 'em myself..." Thak sat up and grabbed his accoutrements and began to thunder up the steps. Using his better judgement the bartender decided just not to try and stop him.

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Divna sat at the edge of the dock and dipped her bare feet into the glassy water. Small ring-likes ripples started growing across the surface as tiny minnows nibbled curiously at her toes. The elfling watched them with interest while stroking the little white kitten in her lap who also took an interest in the little fish. Suddenly she hatched an idea and gently set her pet down on the dock and pulled her feet out of the water. Divna switched her position so she was lying on her stomach and looking down into the seawater.

Making a sweeping motion and a few mystical gestures above the surface of the water she slowly ssat up on her knees as a largish globe of water levitated between her palms. Inside a few minnows swam around excitedly in their makeshift bowl. Carfeully lowering the globe down to the kitten's face she smiled and chimed "Go ahead Nini! Take your pick!"

The white feline stared at the orb for a moment or two then finally swiped out a fish with her tiny paw and pounced as it began to wriggle on the dock.

Giggling Divna plopped the rest of the fish back into the shallow water and waited for her pet to finish its meal. She leaned back and stretched out her legs looking out into the Northern Sea. Beyond the chily mists she could carely see the vessels that swarmed near the trading port a few miles away along the coast.

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(OOC: is Thak in the same city as Adeesa or not? Just to know.)

Aerisa started a quick fire and cooked the meat. As expected, all of it was eaten, not that she was a big eater, but rather that Liger was. She packed the sword and the other valuable she had found on the man, and put the backpack on Liger, reading the letter again. The city of Zeromus. It was far away, and normal persons wouldn't reach it before at least 12 hours, but with Liger, she'd be able to get there in three. Just in time for midnight. It was impossible to find a better timming for an attack....

She jumped on her animal's back, patting it's head. "You know where to go, right? Let's go then..."

She smirked evilly, the idea of finding what she had been searching for so long, and of killing so many people, gave her great pleasure... Liger started running, and he wouldn't stop, until they would be there....

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"Mother, Father, I am home." Adeesa entered her house. Her mother was busy inside the kitchen, as ever. Her father was reading in it also.

"Myriam, dear! Come here a little. You shouldn't come back so late. There's rumor saying an Orc is in the area, you know! You could be attacked!"

"Forgive me, father."

"He is right! And those dirty Morphos! Our kind people should have finished the job they began 20 years agos and destroyed them all!"

"I agree, mother."

The conversation continued like that for a while, before she was able to excuse herself and go into her room. Once there, she locked the door and put the curtains on her windows.

"Dear god..." She took a pilow, bit it, and screamed. Soon... She'd be away... Yes, they loved her, and cared for her, but if they knew, they wouldn't.

She went in front of the mirror and removed her hair... A wig. Underneath, her REAL hair was Silver, with some bloodred parts. The part of her face usually hidden by her wig would be strangely disturbing to humans; white scales growed on it, from her temple to around her red eye. She examinated her face before removing her dress. She turned herself, looking at her back in the mirror. Many white scales were also there, as did something a lot more disturbing... a sole wing was starting to grow.

"What specie could I be anyway?" She sighed, the wing, too immature to be noticed yet, would be quite a problem later; from her reading, the few Morphos who had wings had huges one. Because this was what she was; a Morpho. The signs were there and impossible to denie.

She put her night dress on, and layed on her bed, hugging her Dragon Plushie. Life would not get easier, and tough she loathed that fake life she currently lived, she knew she would miss it, one day...

(OOC: Cookie to anyone who guess where the name Zeromus comes from =3 )

[Scar]

((Hmm, sounds interesting. I might submit a character (or two in this case :3) tomorrow (my time) if possible.))

[Kat]

The city was plunged into darkness, but that did not stop some people from carrying on their business. One such elderly woman, with threads of silver in her blond hair, was still calling out in a hoarse voice the entire array of her wares, hoping that someone would at least stop awhile and buy some fruit, even at that time of night.

She did not see the lurking shadow just hiding in the alley she set her stall beside. It moved slightly, watching the others.

As the already slow trickle of people began slowing down even more, it found its moment and sprang.

The old lady did not see him coming. She only saw his face - tanned and framed with straggly brown hair escaping their ponytail. Blue eyes glared at her menacingly just moments before everything went black, including the sight of a dagger hilt jutting out from her chest and the red patch gathering slowly on her blouse.

His work done, the rogue took back his blade and began to search the stall, his dark cloak whipping about at his feet. After finding the woman's earnings, he pocketed them greedily and even made off with all the goods he could stuff into the many pockets of his cloak, trousers and shirt.

He was his grandmother.

"You," Gerard had muttered before slinking away into the shadows and arousing more attention. The very few who had seen him eventually lost him as he disappeared again, like the assassin he was.

"You could have saved them. You, with your healing powers. But where were you when they died? Merrymaking. In the next town. You little swine."

Gerard put his dagger back into its hilt, not bothering to wipe the blood off.

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(OOC: The more person, the better, scar! ^^ )

As predicted, Aerisa arrived at the city at around midnight. Liger layed on the ground, turning to his back. Running for 3 hours was entirely in his capabilities; but it tired him non the less. Aerisa took the backpack from her beast and searched in it. She took a bit of smoked meat, a bowl and water. Filling it, she placed it in front of her beast.

"Here, Liger, you deserve it. Good boy." She carresed his head slowly as he ate and drank, waiting for him to finish.

The Tiger Lion burped as he finished, satisfied.

"Liger, smell around, is there any scent similar to mine?" She put herself to a place oposing the wind so her own sent did not disturb him. It took him a while, but finally, he growl; there was, indeed, someone with a sent similar to her.

"Perfect... Let's go..."