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 Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2012 7:21 pm
Username:beastmastr19(active account)
Character name: Aerin
Age: 225 years old(in human years)
Type: Demon
Items: Katana, Scythe
Powers: Shapeshift into any animal, however, cannot assume the form of humans or plants. She can speak the language/languages of animals, and also use whatever powers that are inherent to them. Such power(s) is only available as that specific creature, though.
Weakness: Unknown for the time being.
(>.< sorry, no pics either.)
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2012 7:31 pm
Name: Melrisna Country of Origin: Varishai Gender: Female Age: Unknown Race: Earth Dragon(steampunk cyborg)Alignment: Neutral Weapons: Claws, teeth, tail, and flaming breath. Has the power to manipulate earth, as well. Appearance: Biography Many years ago, Melrisna lived out her days in relative peace near the village of Zannos. Preferring her privacy, she did little to disturb the citizens of the village and the farmers who lived just outside its borders.
After a case of mistaken identity led the villagers to believe that Melrisna had abducted several children and livestock from the farms near the outskirts of the town, the citizens laid a trap for the dragon. Once the dragon was within their clutches, they carried out their anger and frustration on the innocent creature.
Confused and mortally injured, Melrisna struggled to escape her tormenters. Taking to the skies, she flew south until her strength gave out at last. Landing in a scrapyard full of rusting gears and twisted heaps of brass and iron, she lay halfway between life and death, scarcely noticing the old man who limped his way across the yard to her side.
Taking pity on the once-beautiful creature, the old inventor replaced much of her body with an alloy of bronze, brass, and iron.
After months of recovery, Melrisna adjusted and mastered her new body, eventually growing stronger than she had ever been before. Indebted to her savior, she lived in the scrapyard until he died of old age.
Deciding that she should make something of her new lease on life, the dragon left the scrapyard and began traveling the world to aid those who had been wronged, as well as to enjoy what time she had left in this life.
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2012 7:39 pm
Name:Theodosia De la Fleur/Theodosia Nyristen  Race: Elf Age: 285 Weakness: Silver, melee weapons Bio: Having been born some time before the French Revolution, Theodosia managed to escape the cruelty shown to other nonhuman races by starting and successfully running several bars, brothels, and a lone shipping company. Her exotic looks earning more than enough customers as the years rolled by, she moved most of her business to the network of lesser catacombs beneath France, so as to save her skin as well as her riches. Indifferent to the prying eyes of her family, the elf lived a life of luxury after discovering the wealthy tastes of the denizens there, catering to all who had enough money to afford whatever she offered. Growing bored with her businesses, Theodosia apprenticed herself to an powerful mage, one who turned down nearly all of his would-be apprentices on the account of their weak will. Proving that she was worthy of the effort, the elf studied alongside Caleb, a troll who would later become her rival. Returning to her old lifestyle with greater power than her money would buy, she wished to become stronger yet, gathering all artifacts that would benefit her in her quest to conquer this world and the power contained within it.
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2012 9:10 pm
Name: Caleb Trigionno Defleur
Race: Troll
Weapons: Rapier, throwing knives
Power(s): Water magic, Earth magic, alchemy, minor enchantments
Appearance: 5'8", dark green skin, slightly pointed teeth, slender fingers and hands. Salt-n-pepper hair, usually kept in a long single braid.
Bio: Born twelve years before the French Revolution, Caleb lived the touch-and-go lifestyle of his people as a man-eater. Suffering from a rare skin allergy, he was unable to find food during most daylight hours, as he would begin to turn to stone within a few minutes of exposure. Nevertheless, France had its share of witless bandits, thieves, and murderers ripe for the taking.
After hearing rumors of the Catholic Church's hunt for creatures deemed the Devil's servants, and witnessing the death of one of his best friends at the hands of a paladin, Caleb fled with his family in the night to the Catacombs. Taking refuge there with other non-human creatures, he and his family resorted to eating rats and fish, thereby staying off the Church's radar. Wishing a life more enriching than that of his parents, the troll used what gold he had in his possession to study under an old elven mage.
Learning fast, Caleb soon found that his talents leaned more towards earth and water magics. After a few years of study, he was granted the privilege of learning the spell for summoning a familiar for aiding him in future studies. Unable to decide what spell to use from the fairly wide variety available to him, the young mage took his life into his own hands and recited the spells for both a water-aligned familiar, and that of an earthen one. Receiving a mysterious 6 foot hulking mole with skin the color of mercury and a pair of fist-sized faceted diamond eyes. Declared an official mage by his master, Caleb went on to open a small shop, where he learned alchemy from ancient tomes and scrolls bequeathed to him by his grandfather. Living a fairly calm life, he eventually went on the road, seeking adventure wherever it may lie.
Name: Lucky
Race: Hybrid Earth/Water Elemental
Weapons: Claws, brute strength
Powers: Earth magic, water magic, Enchantments
Appearance: 7.5' mole of humanoid proportions with mercurial skin(His skin is like the surface of the element mercury, meaning that it ripples when struck, and is generally silver in color. Also very fluid in its flexibility), or a normally small(6" to 1') koi fish with silvery scales.
Bio: After living several lifetimes pursuing a scholarly path, Lucky gained mastery over the elements with each reincarnation and education in the ways of magic. Finally, after tiring of returning to the earthly plane and watching himself outlive loved ones, he gave himself over to the spirit world.
Responding to the siren song of the young mage-in-training's spell as it struck a chord within his chilly old soul, Lucky traded a great portion of his former power in exchange for assuming the role of the mage's familiar. Surprised at the unusual new guise that he'd been given by his master, the elemental was eager nevertheless to see how the world had changed in his absence.
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