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Name- Himura
Race- Hybrid Angel and Demon
Age- 29 in human years

My form is consisted is a half Angel/Demon. My life it been through Hell and go all the way back up to Heavens. When I was protector of good. Archangel or defender of good. I met my first true love. We were happy married. But everything cam down crashing./ After she died I felled from grace and became a fallen angel. I have been walking through the world trying to find a meaning of my existence. When I lost my true love I slowly became a demon.

Once I fell, I loved another who has saved me from this hell. We were in love had a child. But my child died alone with my second wife. Once I avenged them I atoned for my sins and become a demon slayer. Soon after a year I felled again now, you see my form as a half Angel/Demon. One day I must choose to become a fallen Angel or go back to the heavens as an Archangel. I slowly looked around and wander place to place.

So, I can wander around trying to find a place where I belong to. Once in awhile I find a place that suites me. Once troiuble come out I have to leave. My powers are consist of controlling the elements and my skills as the Hitokiri battousai. In human form I use the image of Kenshin. Using his sword to help protect me or anyone else I come across. I sometimes cause trouble if someone is bothering me or troubling my friends.

I been through a lot so, I travel alone being hurt already. I tried not to fall in love cause I know I will be hurt once again. Now I looked at myself everyday trying to see what purposed in life. Once in awhile I find many friends some like me or hate. Really tried not to make any enemies, than they will be hunting me down every day and night. But if someone needs help my angel side is making me help them as possible. I still looked for my love one maybe I found her one-day would be married and have children of my own. Once my life come peaceful, but that only when time will let me be happy.

I used my powers to protect or destroy people who tried to kill me. I control the nature trying to increase and find new ways to used Mother Nature. I just used my sword to cut down my enemies. I just choose the form of a hitokiri or an rurouni. Right now, I am finding my place in the world. Looking for a purposed in my life and tried find a person that I can share with. So, right now I wander not stopping and I walk my path that destiny put in front of me.

Right now, I travel alone wandering place to place. Like my instinct as the battousai and a rurouni it’s hard for me to get a good grip on life. I have struggles on what is right or wrong. I hope one day I find a person to share my bond with. I will one day atoned my sins with someone special. I mostly am listening to my darker side or pretty much my demon side. Once in awhile I listen to good half. Unless, I need to help other people like helping innocent victims. I mostly resort to killing people for fun and pleasure. I even found people to my liking. I think causing chaos really soothes my pain inside of killing my loved ones. But now I just wander placed to place looking what fun or helping people who are in need of a helping hand.

Tharivol
Race- High Elf
Age- 29 in Human Years
Your elf looks like a human about 26 years old, has the aproximate knowledge & training of a 32 year old human, and is 38 years old.

Once I was Man that protect my homeland. But when the a Friend I once called a friend came to destroy my homeland. Now I just a Ranger without a home. But, I still fight for the alliance that is once free. I been around since when the original alliance was made. My elven blood tells me to slain any Orc or horde that come across my way.

My name is Tharivol Moonstrider, I was once ranger for the land known as Quel’Thalas. I was once most feared elven ranger that ever face. But now my homeland sits in ashes as a new kingdom rises. The undead run my land, it is true my original land was rebuilt. I still don’t called it home. My brethren became blood elves, like their rogue prince. I never gone back I still hold my tradition as high elf. Only brethren I consider is the hiding high elves or even the Night elves I seems to respect.

My bow just travel to town to town. I travel alone making sure that I won’t fall in love. My family died once. But now I just like a mercenary for hired. Look up into the sky hoping one day my kingdom can returned. I many friend and lot of them have been lost. I cover myself in my cloak. I have two long swords that are ready for a fight. Now I just travel to each inn staying there for a while.