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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 7:43 pm
We are the Phares. We are the air you breathe, the water you drink, the soil you cultivate. At the dawn of Creation were we tasked to protect this world, to defend that which could not defend itself. When the wind became too dense, we sent it to the seas. When the seas swelled, we safeguarded the land. When the land grew barren, we returned the seas. In an eternity, in an age, in a moment. . .from our actions rose life. As the races grew older, by our will did they learn how to care for the Potah, for nature, themselves. We imbued ourselves into relics- staves, swords, wands, rings, necklaces- and had the races scatter us through out the land, ready for the day when we would be needed again. We are timeless. We are not accustomed to deception. We erred. The greatest of the Phares, imbued into what became known as the Sword of Truth, has gone missing. Others of us have been tricked and deceived, destroying parts of the world that we worked so hard to cultivate, to bring life to. But this must not be. Those that are left of us must band together. The days of us spread across the globe must come to an end. This world, that we have built, that we have made, is our home. We must protect it.You can either be a Phares or a normal person. A Phares can take physical form by manifesting, but they must wear the object in which they have sealed themselves on their person at ALL TIMES, or if it is a weapon and they use it as such, must never lose their grip on it. Phares can either take human form or an animal form of their choice- in ancient times they were the basis for mythological creatures, for example when they chose to take the forms of gryphons, phoenixes, dragons, ect. They are also aligned with a particular element- they have some control over all elements, but they have the most influence over the one they are aligned with and the least over the opposite of their alignment. For example- A Fire-aligned Phares would be able to summon up a torrent of fire from the sky in the blink of an eye, but he would have a hard time summoning a simple rainstorm. Special Note: There are no 'evil' Phares. Those who fight on the side of evil are simply those who have been persuaded that the others, and that the races on the world, are somehow harming the Potah and want to preserve the world. }Elements{ Fire Water Wind Earth Electricity/Lightning Spirit Light Darkness ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Username: Name: Age: Phares or Human/Neko: Element: (Phares Only)Artifact Bound Into: Appearance: Bio: Other: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Username: MalachiteDragon1 Name: Kouryou Age: untold millions, since all Phares were created at the beginning of the World. Phares or Human/Neko: Phares Element: Earth (Phares Only)Artifact Bound Into:  Appearance:  Bio: Kouryou is one of the most ancient Phares to walk the earth, literally- he was one of the original 5 who manifested physical form thousands of years ago, the very first being the Sword of Truth. He is wise and very kind, with a special place in his 'heart' for children and animals. He has tried to help bring other Phares back into the world and worked hard against those who think that he has turned against the Potah. Other: The Greatsword he manifests from is always strapped to his back, and he only uses it in case of emergencies- more often he resorts to hand-to-hand or to smaller blades hidden in his boots.
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 7:45 pm
*Kouryou sat on a bench in the town square, smiling softly as he watched a group of children laugh and play, running in circles and chasing each other and streaking across the square with their squeals of laughter. His own deep chuckles added a background music to their higher pitched sounds, his armor glinting its deep crimson and silvers. Those who got closer to him stared a him for a bit, the younger ones sometimes sniffling softly out of fright, before he simled to them, reassuring them- and they smiled, returning to their play*
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 8:32 pm
Username: Ace5262 Name: Amaya Age: Unknown Phares or Human/Neko: Phares Element: spirit (Phares Only)Artifact Bound Into:  Bio: Amaya has fought for the children of gaia before, however after the last time a great threat drained her of her powers and she was forced to enter her artifact and sleep for many years; unable to comfort those who have passed and give reassurance to those who were left behind. Once she was drained her dear friend took her artifact and wore it to keep her safe while she rested, unsure if Amaya would ever return from the artifact back into the physical world. Appearance:   Other: Her dear friend is Lunar, a wolf water spirit who has protected the earth for a long time. She is as old as the Phares herself and some rumor that she could be the water phares, however it seems she has a little too much spirit in her to be the water phares.  She usually wears this around her neck along with Amaya's necklace that she keeps safe.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 9:01 am
There was a large shadow overhead the park for a moment and a few children pointed upward, some of their parents looked too, but as quickly as the shadow had come it was gone. "Must have been a eagle or something." one mother smiles to her child patting its head. However the little girl shook her head. "It was an angel mommy, a white angel... A doggy angel." Her mother shook her head and went to go talk with the parents some more.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 3:44 pm
Ace5262 There was a large shadow overhead the park for a moment and a few children pointed upward, some of their parents looked too, but as quickly as the shadow had come it was gone. "Must have been a eagle or something." one mother smiles to her child patting its head. However the little girl shook her head. "It was an angel mommy, a white angel... A doggy angel." Her mother shook her head and went to go talk with the parents some more. *He blinke da bit as the shadow overtook the park, glancing up as a hand instinctivly moved toward his boot- all too often in the past a shadow had been a bad thing. He relaxed slightly as the shadow moved on, smiling softly at the little girl's words and standing , stretching slowly* "I wonder what that was all about..."
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 5:42 pm
Username: FuzzyLarryTheLlama Name: Fiora Age: 16 in appearance (actual age unknown) Phares or Human/Neko: Phares Element: Fire (Phares Only)Artifact Bound Into:  Appearance:  Bio: Fiora is a somewhat timid girl, who fights for whatever she feels is right at the time. Every few days she tends to enter her artifact in order to keep her strength and powers at a decent level. Other: She is often flying around at high altitudes on her Pheonix named Erif (yes, that's fire backwards 'cause I'm that lame... xd ).
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 6:43 pm
Lunar sighed as she landed on the side of a tall building. That was strange... The chain suddenly felt so heavy... Amaya? Are you gaining strength again? Do you exist once again? The white wingged wolf sighed some, looking down at the shiny cross that wasn't her own that hung next to her necklace.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 6:59 pm
*He shrugged, padding along slowly. Once he was out of the park he closed his eyes in concentration a moment, a pair of dragon-like wings sliding out of slots in the back of his armor.* It wouldnt do to upset the little ones by suddenly flying out of there...I do hope that their there tomorrow. I like to watch them play...it reminds me of simpler times.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 7:15 pm
Lunar sighed and laid down on the roof the wind rushing through her fur as she watched the little people running around below.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 7:29 pm
Fiora sat on another rooftop, watching the children at play. Nestled in a sleeping position next to her was her pheonix, body aglow with flames. I wish I could run around and play like that... she thought to herself as she watched. but they'd probably find me weird looking and be scared of me... She sighed and leaned against the sleeping pheonix, unaffected by the flames on its body. She hadn't even noticed the white winged wolf on another nearby rooftop...
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 7:38 pm
*He took to the sky, gradually soaring higher, and rotating slowly as he hovered on the updrafts that took him higher still without any intervention on his own part- blinkingin surprise as he spotted Lunar on the building, the greatsword from which he manifested humming softly for a few moments as he laid eyes on the angelic wolf* Another of us?
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 7:57 pm
The cross around her neck began to glow and feel heavy again, and she stood shaking some. Something wasn't right, she had to get somewhere private. She just hoped it was a good thing that was happening. She still remembered the last time she saw her friend, so many years ago. Amaya? What's wrong? Why do you look so weak?
Lunar... I'm so weak... I can barley hold my form...
Amaya what happend?
Just promise me you'll look after this world...
Amaya don't say things like that, you'll be fine... Just rest... Amaya! Lunar shook her head as she remembered her friend suddenly dissapearing into the cross that had lay on the ground. She had picked it up and worn it ever since.
She closed her eyes and the clouds grew dark, and as the clouds grew heavey and began to desend from the sky she took flight into them to hide from the human eyes, she had to get somewhere private away from the city and figure out what was wrong with her friends hiding place.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 8:27 pm
Ace5262 The cross around her neck began to glow and feel heavy again, and she stood shaking some. Something wasn't right, she had to get somewhere private. She just hoped it was a good thing that was happening. She still remembered the last time she saw her friend, so many years ago. Amaya? What's wrong? Why do you look so weak?
Lunar... I'm so weak... I can barley hold my form...
Amaya what happend?
Just promise me you'll look after this world...
Amaya don't say things like that, you'll be fine... Just rest... Amaya! Lunar shook her head as she remembered her friend suddenly dissapearing into the cross that had lay on the ground. She had picked it up and worn it ever since. She closed her eyes and the clouds grew dark, and as the clouds grew heavey and began to desend from the sky she took flight into them to hide from the human eyes, she had to get somewhere private away from the city and figure out what was wrong with her friends hiding place. "I wonder where she's going..." *he murmers to himself, tilting his head as he debated whether or not to follow her. As he mused he turned in the general direction of her flight, his broad wings flapping once ot keep himself aloft as he left the warm updrafts*
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 8:31 pm
Lunar landed outside the city limits in a feild with no one around. She let the cross slip off her neck and she stared at it as it glowed, her wings tucked tightly to her body. A few drops of water falling from her saddness as she watched the stone change from glowing to not. She was wondering what was going on. After all the stone had laid dormit for hudnereds of years.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 8:41 pm
Ace5262 Lunar landed outside the city limits in a feild with no one around. She let the cross slip off her neck and she stared at it as it glowed, her wings tucked tightly to her body. A few drops of water falling from her saddness as she watched the stone change from glowing to not. She was wondering what was going on. After all the stone had laid dormit for hudnereds of years. *There was a soft thump, ilke a landing, a short distance nearby, and the leathery sound of draconic wings being retracted. After that there were no sounds as he watched, tilting his head.* weakened? But by who?
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