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Calimport. The surface Menzoberranzan. Where the slums of Faerun live. Where the greatest assassins and theives come from too. Guilds are every where and always warring for a higher position. But what happens when a guild gets stronger not only in calimport but also begins spreading out the sources all over Faerun.

Character Profiles
*races can be found in the Faerun RP along with everything else.
*You can make your own orginizations.
*You cannot be a high rank unless you know alot about Forgotten Realms.
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Name:
Race:
Gender:
Age:
Orginization:
Weapon: (depends on orginization. Ex: no claymors in a theives guild. ect.)
Rank:
Personality:
Appearence:
Bio:

Rules
1) No God modding
2) No god hitting
3) No flaming
4) No OOC posts. Samll is okay. But if you have OOC you must have RP
5) No cybering. Timeskip
6) No killing another person's character without their permission first.
7) I will kill off or make ur charrie an NPC if you have not posted in 7 days unless you have a lagitamate reason. (Grounded, finals, comp. crash, ect.)
cool I have the right to change or add rules at any time.

Holding on to you, to keep from falling...
Lana looked at the scene before her. She had no tears to shed for her guild members. She'd lost the ability to sry years ago. Ever since she went to The City of Shade, her homeland. She hadn't cried since. Not once. She hadn't been shocked, suprised, almost nothing since she'd been there. She was cold, almost. twelve of her begginer guildmembers had been careless and wandered into the sewers where the wererats ruled. The nasty creatures. They had been overmatched, overpowered, and outnumbered. She knew she should be crying, showing something. but all she felt was dispair. Despair that she didn't feel sorry. She gripped Merka'Cartel's hand and loked at her, looking for strength.
The two had met whens she came back and they connected. Merka'Cartel was her only friend. The only person she could trust on the backstabbing streets of Calimport. Both were very deadly and from races long forgoten so they were dangerous because no one knew their stregnths and weaknesses. Every one only knew one. Each other. But the two were never apart. So I was impossible to get on. They'd hunted Red Dragons and Black Dragons for fun, the most deadliest of the Dragons. They're weapons and Lana's armour showed to prove that.

Hard times we always saw...
Merka'Cartel pulled her away, always on gaurd. They left the sewers and walked into the full moon's bright light. They walked slowly through the streets, Lana still gripping Merka'Cartel's hand. Lana was in herself, in her memories. She was glad Merka'Cartel stayed with her through it all. They'd been through the Abyss, Shadow Plane, and the Underdark together. Always covering each others backs. They'd been together so long they moved, fought, like one. No sooner they turned down an ally four assassins appeared from the shadows and Lana was pulled from her memories by Merka'Cartel's hiss. Merka'Cartel was in her crouch position, a wild gleam in her eyes. Lana was Instantly beside her, crouching but a little higer, htier backs were facing each other. "Basadoni." Lana said. Merka'Cartel said nothing but Lana new she had heard her. Then both at once lunged. Two assassins went down withing the forst second. The two girls retreated back to back again. The last two assassins ran in. Lana spun backward as did Merja'Cartel, they switched spots, suprising the assassins who were quickly dead. In a matter of a few seconds the two girls had killed off four highly trained assassins sent by Pasha Basadoni himself. They looked around, sheathed their weapons and went on their way back to their guildhall.

Te two girls sat in the guildhall. "Bored Lana?" Merka"Cartel asked.Lana laughed. "I'm passed bored Car." She said, looking at Merka'Cartel, using her nickname for her.Merka'Cartel smiled and jumped to her feet quicker than any normal elf. She wasn't a normal elf though. Merka'Cartel was a Wild Elf, desendants from Wood Elves, Sunrise Elves, and/or Moon Elves. They had dissapeared into the wild and killed off. But the few that survived lived off insticnts. They were a primal, feral race. They were pretty much animals, wearing little clothing, hating the indoors, and were esay to anger. THey were dangerous, unpredictable. And since Wild Elves had pretty much dissapeared no one knew theur weaknesses or strengths, so they always held the upper hand in fights. Merka"Cartel grabbed Lana's hand and pulled her from the guildhall. "Let's bust out of prision again." She said smirking. Her long hair fell down to her waist in a thick red viel. Her copper skin shone brightly and her liquid glod eyes shone with their wild gleam they always had in them. The moonlight accented everything. She moved fluidly, graceful. That to was an upper the Wild Elves had. They were more graceful and stealthy that any other elf besides the Drow. Her beauty was stunning and turned heads. Both the girl's beuty did. Both looked exotic, were exotic. They were aotumatically watched as soon as they walked into the marketplace.Lana smiled, her lower face covered by her red mask that covered her lips. Her black hair, red eyes, and white skin, all inhuman characteristics made her stand out. Many thought she was a vampire. She was more graceful then a human too. She walked over to a stall and stole something, making it look like she didn't want to get caught. but the gaurds saw, as they'd planned. Both were aressted and taken into the Calimport jail. A place they visited frequently and purposefully. It was their entertainment. They let the gaurds cathc them and put them in the prision. Then they escaped.
Lana and Merka'Cartel, hands bound, were lead down into the darkness of the prision. They got wolf whistles from the guys and laughs from the ones who knew why they were down here. They were put into a cell with a few guys. Most of them lived here for the past few years so they had come somewhat of friends. Like almost every frequent visitor down here had.
"Hey girls. Back again I see. What you in for this time?" One asked. Merka'Cartel smiled, her aniaml look always drew the guys to her. While Lana's mysteriousness and unusualness got the guys. But since Merka'Cartel was the one speaking the men looked at her. "We stole an orange." She said, her smooth voice mesmerizing the men. It always did. It was smooth and had an accent to it that was rarely heard in Faerun. The men laughed. "How yall getting out this time?" He asked. This time it was Lana's turn for attention. She shrugged and pulled her mask down, a smile on her lips, though you couldn't see her teeth. No one ever did. "We don't know how yet. We just know we will." Lana said, her voice just as unique, her accent barely ever heard. Not many Shades wandered from their homeland. And peple always guessed she was vampire because they had never seen a Shade before.

Merka'Cartel spun and put herself between Lana and his voice. Then, seeing a wall between them she relaxed a little and looked through the bars. Lana stood and loked through the bars. "Who're you new kid?" She asked, her mask back over her lips. Her red eyes peering at him in the dim light of the prision. Both her bright red eyes and Merka'Cartel's liquid gold eyes clearly standing out in the dim light. Some of the men laughed. "Lana the Cat found a new mouse." The men said, laughing. Lana smiled, but the smile was hidden by her mask. She hadn't been called that in a fwe days.

LAna and Merka'Cartel looked at each other, the same thing going through each of their minds. "So you've heard of Lana the Cat and thei Wild Rose?" Merka'Cartel asked him.

Lana looked at him, her bright red eyes skanning over him. "Maybe." She said. "What do you think I am?" She asked. Merka'Cartel smiled, this was a game Lana always played and always one. Because no one. no one knew she was a Shade. Shade's were stories told to keep little kids in bed at night. They were myths, bedtime stories. They didn't exist. So neither did Lana the Shade. But Lana the vampire did.

Lana laughed. "Seems you lost." She looked him over, her eyes holding a hungry look in them. She sniffed and smiled. "Sure." She said. The men behind them protested and one stood up, charging at her. Within an instant he fell, one of Merka'Cartel's daggers in his chesk. The Wild Elf walked over to him and bent down, pulling it out. She glared at the others, daring them to attack. Most backed away but about siz burly barbarians stepped forward. "That was our frind." The tall one, at least 7 foot, said. Antoher one stepped forward. "You're outnumbered and outmatched. I'd say sorry and let us punish you. Lana winked at Kraven and pulled her mask, which had been down again, up. "Be right back." She said. Then she turned and stood beside Merka'Cartel, her daggers out. The men made a semi-circle around them, trapping them against the wall. None of the men had weapons but the girls had sneaked their's in.Merka'Cartel crouched low, hissing like an animal, her teeth were bared and the wild gleam in her eyes had turned almost rabid.Lana looked up at the man, her hands on her hips. "Wow. Barbarians are more stupid than they say." She said. The man towered over her, she only 5'3, then massive barbarian 7'2. His arm almost as round as her slim body. But she didn't seem the least bit intimidated. "I mean. They really have to be if they'd pick a fight with two people who's strenght and waeknesses and abilities they don't know." The barbarian growled. "You don't know ares either." He shot back. Lana laughed, it ringing out like bells. She had amusement in her eyes. "All barbarians are the same. Brute Force." She was quite for a moment, her eyes locked with his. Merka'Cartel tensed, her body strung like a tightly wrapped spring, ready to break forth any moment. Lana opened her eyes again. "You use brute strennght but your really slow and can't see well in the dark. You have no weapons and your left eye you can't see through to well, meaning your slow to block attacks on your left side more than your right." She said. The barbarian stared astonished she'd figured it out. He opened his mouth to say something but threw his fist forward instead.
The girls sprung into action. Lana's arm shot up and the man furthest to the left lookeed down at his chest, a small crossbow bolt in it. Then he fell over dead. Merka'Cartel was already behind another barbarian, bringing her shortsword around to slash his throat. She jumped into the shadows and wasn't visible any longer. Lana jumped to the guy to the right of the 'leader' and shoved her jeweled dagger into his arm. He fell in a matter of seconds. Then she dissapeared. Merka'Cartel jumped out at one, lainding on his shoulders. One of her swords was sheathed as she clawed his face. He lost the use of both his eyes. She jumped off and kicked him into the wall. A sickening crack was heard as his skull was crushed. Two more barbarians dropped from the crossbow darts though there wasn't one seen anywhere. The two regrouped and began their dance. Spning and jumped over, under, and beside each other unti lfinally, within minutes, there was nly the 'leader' left out of the eight that had attacked them. The 'leader' opened his eyes wide as Lana walked forward, her daggers out. "Don't use your dammed poison on me you monster. You're not human!"Lana laughed. "You're right. I'm not. And this," She held up her jeweled dagger isn't poisionous. it's something much more better." She held up her left one. "But this one is." She traced it across his face. Footsteps were heard down the prision hall. So Lana frowned, sad she wasn't able to play with the barbarian. She stabbed it in his head then pulled it out and grabbed Merka"Cartel. They dissapeared for a moment then reappeared in Kraven's cell from the shadows. WHile Merka'Cartel worked on the chains that held his wings Lana worked on the ones that held is arms and legs. They quickly got them undone. Then Merka'Cartel grabbed onto Lana and Lana grabbed Kraven. she smiled. "Don;t piss your pants." She said, then pulled him into the Shadow Realm which is where she went when she traveld through the shadows. The portal they'd come through closed and she turned, pulling them through the dim lighted shadow realm. She paused after a few minutes and another portal opened. They stepped through and into the guildhall. "That was fun. I'm glad we decided to do that." Lana said, smiling at Merka'Cartel. She looked at Kraven. "Welcome to my private quarters in the Shadow Theives guildhall." She said.

Merka'Cartel looked at him. "We can't go back there right now. We'll have to wait a few days for things to calm down. Then Lana will go back and get them." She said, looking at Lana. "I'm going to go wash the blood off."Lana nodded, dismissing her. then she turned to Kraven. "So what's your name Avarel?" She asked.