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Name: Lindly MacKiendly
Age: Really old in a 30-ish year old body
Race: Faerie/Human Halfbreed
Powers:Able to Imbue objects with a certain power, and Telekinesis
Weapon: Besides her interesting uses of Telekinesis she is very proficient in the uses of a whip.^^ Heh heh..
Personality:She's wild. She has cattish tendancys.. but she no longer can go into her Faerie form, so this is why. She seems quite exccentric, but she's amazingly interesting when you get to look at her.
Biography:When she was around the young age of 450 she was pulled into a power seal. There she lost most of her powers.. Now she's stuck with telekinesis and making objects more "Interesting" She's been in and out of many histories. She doesn't seem to be too interested in relationships.. but she gets very very close to whomever she's with when she's with another. Exspecially when she's in love. Also she's a very perverted person.
Appearance:
(Yeah, the history/Bio area may be edited to read better later.^^ I'll write it prettier later^^ <3's)

Name~ Rafaella Kilana, A.K.A Rafe
Age~ 19
Race~ Werecat
Powers~ Can enchant bullets and form things out of liquid (easiest with liquid metal)
Weapon~ Handgun. Also likes forming arm blades from liquid metal to fight close range.
Personality~ Cocky and smug, Rafe is the kind of person who knows she's smart and flaunts it. Although she seems increadibly carefree, she worries more than she should. She rarely lies, favoring brutal honesty, although she won't discuss her feelings. Once you get to know her, you realize that she doesn't mean to be as mean as she sounds, her mouth just moves faster than her brain. She is a loyal friend and would die for those she considers close to her. ((sorry it's so long!))
Biography~ Not much to be said, except for that she got bit by a werecat when she was about 7. They tried all they could to stop her transformations, and in the end it became that she would still change every full moon, but she would be anthro-looking instead of full werecat. Also, she knows when she changes and can keep her urges under control with some struggle. She tries hard not to let people know that she changes. When she changes, she goes into almost a trance, to keep her urge to kill under control. She needs to be alone at this time, otherwise there's a good chance that she will kill whoever disturbs her without wanting to.
Appearance~Human:
Werecat:

Name: Kyara

Age: Not positive, but looks between 20-25

Race: Feir'Dal and Teir'Dal, but has the looks of more of a Feir'Dal

Powers: Healing land, people, minds and physical wounds. Invading peoples minds so she can talk or read their minds.

Weapon: Her throwing daggers in her boots, Short blade and long blade depending on the the situation.


Personality: Free spirit that she can't be tamed, or at least not fully, sometimes her wild side within in how she dresses or acts. Has a heart full of icicles, very untrusting, and very independent learning she can only trust only herself a little tougher then most after her parents death at one years old. Once though she does get to know and accept you Kyara is very warm, sweet, accepting, and protective.

Biography: She giggled and watched her parents happily, then it all shattered, and she had only her little or no memories of her parents and what a normal childhood was. But elves having a stronger mind at even a younger age gave her a chance to retain more memories, the good and bad. Then through out her childhood having nightmares about some of the fights she was brought along in, and then her parent’s final battle. The trauma was done, and for a long time Kyara showed little signs of being different then all the other children, until she was six or seven years old, she pushed everyone away, even ones that were once her friends. Ever since Kyara could remember from the moments of her earliest childhood memories, she’s always been different. She never had 'parents' the way the other children did growing up. Kyara was placed in a home, or sometimes different homes, but mostly in foster homes or orphanages. She was a village child, to take of. Kyara grew up differently; she didn't receive the attention or love the other children did. Kyara grew up tough that ended up effecting her later life. Kyara placed a shell around the world, making her heart cold like icicles, didn’t trust people, or at least not easily

Appearance: I don't have any pictures that I like, so I'll just try and describe. A little on the short side, muscular build, slightly tanned skin, but still a little pale from so much time in the forest and lack of sun, a few freckles here and there but not too many. Fiery mane of thick, red hair, loose around her face flowing down to the middle of her back, and piercing sky blue eyes, full of life, and a child like face, with pointed ears, a little taller then most humans but generally hard to tell since hidden under her hair. Her piercing eyes also had a softness about them, and if you looked to long at her blue eye it seemed sometimes you would loose yourself in the those sad blue eyes. Wears colorful clothing some seems a little like scarves, such as her belt and some decoration in her hair, on her shirt, boots and arms. Making it feel bright and airy expressing her free spirit. Wearing dyed black leather boots, her decorations, white long shirt that flows about half way to her knees, Forest to emerald green pants only fitting to mid to lower calf so her boots cover the rest.

All I can think of right now, will edit if can think of more.. smile

Name: James Alexandria Roberts
Age: 17
Race: Cat demon
Powers: Control of the sea and seduction
Weapon: Just her claws and teeth,...and her temper
Personality: Although her appearance seems welcoming, she doesn't like to be greeted as warmly as some like. She can't stand order, she can find her things better when they're all in a big heap...on the floor. The only times she likes loud noises is in her music, which leads to her love of parties and concerts.
She loves a good fight and is a fantastic sword fighter.
She dislikes people being able to see her cat ears and tail, as it reminds her of her parents. She has many memories she struggles to supress.
Biography: Her parents were pirates in the Bahamas. Her father wanted a boy and in desperation to have some glimpse of a boy in his life, named her James. She was eventually sold for a few trinkets and ran away from her captors as they neared a port. That was how she learned to swim and where she found her ability to harness the sea. She's lived on her own, on the beach, as anyone could guess.
Appearance:

((except her eyes are green-ish yellow))