The Eighth Winter - Character Thread
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				Title: <strong>The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
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				<div align="center"> Interest Thread &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=131372.msg5830771#msg5830771)<br>&nbsp;The Encyclopedia (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132503.0)<br>&nbsp;the OOC Board &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=133016.0)<br>&nbsp;Jikundi Truun Camp &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=133017.msg5918543#msg5918543)<br>&nbsp;The Gate Camp &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=133018.0)<br>&nbsp;The Outside of Anders &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=133020.0)<br>&nbsp;The Inside of Anders &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=133019.0)</div><br>Here, the characters for the story of 'The Eighth Winter' will be placed here. If you have been approved in the interest thread, then re-post the approved character here, and nothing else. I don't think that's asking much, and i honestly don't expect anyone to ruin this simple thread. Please include everything including the picture and the full backstory<br><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size">Non-Playable Characters</span></strong><br>Or otherwise handy lists (note: There are some PC's below)</div><br><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">The Sages and The Slayers</span></em><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">NPC's for all</span></div><br><strong>(MORE full profiles coming soon)</strong><br><br><span class="bbc_u">Sages</span><br><strong><br>Gate Camp, House 205</strong><br><br><br><span class="bbc_u">Micshe Variel </span> (Meek-sh Vay-Ree-Elle)<br><em>Age</em>: 43<br>(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rOmDXA9kIDc/TeY47eoAauI/AAAAAAAAAPE/sXxfg2vK3yc/s400/245234-florence-welch.jpg)<br>Michse is a Master Sage. The soft spoken woman is careful at all times. She is easily nervous, but in overwhelming control. She is experienced, but at her age now, she is frail. There is brilliance in her but she is without an ounce of wit. She rarely laughs, makes a joke, or stretch her words into subtext. She can have trouble being direct though. Over the years, she has kept herself helathy, and well built. There is a sexiness about her contained deep behind her tiny sense of humor.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Danny Woodworth</span><br><em>Age</em>: 37 <br>(http://content.internetvideoarchive.com/content/photos/364/015322_41.jpg)<br>Danny is the other Master of house 205. This man has a past that he is constantly reminded of. Given his line of work, it likely has something to do with vampires. He lives life with a do or die mentality. This makes him hot headed and hard to predict. In addition, he is resourceful, and very difficult to bring down in a fight. No man has ever bested him. Woodworth is emotional, instinctual, and irrational. He dresses in thick clothing and long jackets in the winter. Like Micshe, he keeps himself in shape, still very flexible and athletic for his age.<br><br><br><span class="bbc_u">Dalton Wise</span> <br><em>Age</em>: 26<br>(http://i39.tinypic.com/bf0ug3.jpg) <br>Dalton works with the house as a Student. This young man is as solemn as Danny is. He's been The man's apprentice for nearly fourteen years, and a lot of Mr. Woodworth's traits have rubbed off on the young wise man. His words are often disjointed and dark. Only half of his actions are good, the others are malevolent.&nbsp; He is young, and very much, a confused individual. He is certainly a white hat at heart, but he is too angry for his own good. Aside from his brooding face and his decently athletic and durable build. Dalton is 6 foot 4.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Vecaria Wise</span> (Veck- Ahr-ee ah)<br><em>Age</em>: 29<br><br>(http://i40.tinypic.com/21mzz7r.jpg)<br><br>Vecaria is a student, mostly underneath of Danny as well. Like Dalton, she treats him like a father. She is Dalton's older sibling. They came to study under The order as very small children. Vecaria started one year before Dalton, and he's finally starting to catch up to her. There is a sureness of insanity in Vecaria's personality. She questions reality at all times, a genius with an eye for detail. She doesn't do well with people at all, and prefers to lock herself in the study with pens and paper, and books, and pretty candles. Another student of Danny's created another writhing pecsimist. The three of them together sound like a funeral choir. She is odd, intrusive, contemplative, and awkwardly thin. The woman walks like a zombie when she's tired, and a ghost when she is awake.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Ili'Meni Westscott</span> (Ill-ee-Men-ee)<br><em>Age</em>: 23<br>(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TeN-8HbUZdY/TIU2mR6mQlI/AAAAAAAAADs/xla5IY3y1no/S350/blonde+hippy.jpg)<br>The youngest and least experienced Sage that lives in the house. Ili'meni is mostly an errand girl. She never goes out on mission, but they send her into town. Most hours of the day, she walks around and monitors the movement of candles, making sure that none of them are leaking wax onto the table. Micshe hates it when wax gets on the table. In an ironic fashion, Ili'meni does a lot of thinking that the rest of the house is not capable of doing. Her mind is illustriously creative, but she doesn't retain facts and numbers very well. She is gorgeous, blonde and apparently flawless.<br><br><strong>Tower Camp, House 409</strong><br><br><span class="bbc_u">Peter Kingsly </span><br><em>Age</em>: 56<br>(http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d31/jsnbrs/shirasu_jiro1.jpg)<br><br>Kingsly does not wear jeans and a t-shirt. He does wear what other's would call ancient clothing though. There are a few peices of attire that were passed down through his generations, his name is also ancient, as well as most of his habits. The Master of house 409. He is the known as the wisest man in Anders besides Reni Jikundi. For the most part, he is soft spoken and observant. A heavy smoker.<br><br><br><span class="bbc_u">Evelyn Duster </span><br><em>Age</em>: 34<br>(http://www.scu.edu/ethics/architects-of-peace/Bhutto/resources/portrait_hr.jpg) <br>A very young Master. Evelyn is an oppurtunist, who does her best to keep her slayers in line. Kingsly is wise, but he is not capable of dealing with the young woman that he's meant to train. Evelyn does most of the work at camp 409, and she likes it that way.&nbsp; She speaks and walks loudly, every move is extravagant, and fanciful. Her body is in incredible shape, training with her slayers for almost 10 years, ever since she was a student. It's made her muscular. This all around Sage is blessed with book-smarts AND combat experience<br><br><strong> Exterior Recon houses</strong><br><br><span class="bbc_u">Kalvin Mikkel</span><br>Age: 37<br>(http://mypix.me/images/fxb2182b5erzulcyzyo_thumb.jpg)<br>Kalvin is an inteligent man, wise, careful, quick witted, and hard to figure out. He seems too intelligent for his own good. Often, he sees through peoples ploys and it makes the world a dangerous place for him. For no human seems to be able to trust him, and no demon is willing to let him live. Most demons find the intellectual types to be more irritating than normal people. His time in the recon houses has altered his sleeping schedule, and he has become a very dark man. The horror's of life have burdened him. He seems unable to recover.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Kes Korbin</span><br>Age: 35<br>(http://images.hitfix.com/photos/18096/defiance_schreiber_article_story_main.jpg)<br>A muscle head turned book-worm. Kes' strong headed mind was too aware to allow stupidity. He worked on his physical capabilities all through-out his younger life. Once, he understood what it was like to lose to a smarter man like Kalvin, he wizened up. Always meant to a Recon Sage, by birthright, he favored the full understanding of demon behaviour. A smart men, however, at his heart. He is a brutal individual with the chest of a tank, and the arms of a shotgun. Not shown in this picture, his face is heavily bandaged. A recent injury has yielded this measure.<br><br><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u">The Slayers</span><br></span><br><strong>House 205</strong><br><br><br><span class="bbc_u">Slate Moore</span><br>(http://media1.hellolouisville.com/media_files/movies/photos/84668/84668_bk.jpg) <br>22 year old man <br>Bastard sword, and nine stakes on his vest. bothering with nothing else in combat<br><br><br><span class="bbc_u">Elmiaria</span> <br>(http://www.xds.se/wp-content/uploads/2012/05/7_evotg15-580x381.png)<br>16 year old woman<br>Four stakes that double as crosses, two canteens of holy water,&nbsp; 3x1.5 foot Iron Cross with no sharp edges<br><br><br><span class="bbc_u">Yale Ensicro</span> -<br>(http://walls.themespsp.fr/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Beautiful_30.jpg) <br>19 year old woman - <br>Six foot iron rod. three crosses, two daggers, a chain with a two foot harpoon on the end<br><br><br><span class="bbc_u">Mary Embers</span> <br>(http://cdn.c.photoshelter.com/img-get/I00002VsSCG6.c4M/s/860/860/The-Amazon-6803.jpg)<br>28 year old woman <br>two iron crosses, two enormous stakes strapped to each wrist like bucklers.<br><br><strong>House 409</strong><br><br><span class="bbc_u"><br>Mercuria </span><br>(http://us.123rf.com/400wm/400/400/sergeyp/sergeyp1107/sergeyp110700208/9971152-full-length-portrait-of-beautiful-woman-fur-hunter-with-crossbow-on-gray.jpg)<br>17 year old woman <br>rolls classic, eight glass bottles of holy water, three large crosses, and a crossbow with blessed bolts.<br><br><br><span class="bbc_u">Devio Taylor </span><br>(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/YPjCcTB7Ud4/hqdefault.jpg) <br>24 year old woman <br>two basic iron swords. one large cross for safety, etc<br><br><br><br><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">The Ji-Tru Roster</span></em><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Most of these people are NPC's</span></div><br><strong>(Full profiles coming soon)</strong><br><br><br><strong>Current 'Ji Tru' roster</strong>:<br><br>(<span class="bbc_u">name</span>)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(<span class="bbc_u">rank</span>)&nbsp; &nbsp; (<span class="bbc_u">personal info</span>)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(<span class="bbc_u">accomplishments</span>)<br><br>Masiat Dennagon - Scholar - Age 20 - Male - Joriad II - Physics I<br>Feralin Gander - Scholar - Age 18 - Female - Depti III<br>Markis Marriad - Scholar - Age 23 - Male - Depti IV - Black arts II<br>Gentry Michael -&nbsp; Scholar - Age 20 - Male - Depti II - Physics III<br>Eneno Dene - Scholar - Age 22 - Female Alunka I - Physics IV (Photo's PC)<br><br>Joa Sendik - Sentry - Age 26 - Female - Sukodi III - Physics IV<br>Mensi Endeel - Sentry - Age 25 - Male - Depti III - Ritual magic III - Physics III<br>Dwine&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; - Sentry - Age 26 - Female - Alunka IV - Physics I<br>Erin Cori Dent - Sentry - Age 32 - Female - Sukodi IV<br><br>Ianto Dresden - Knight - Age 29 - Male&nbsp; - Sokudi IV - Black arts IV (ELF's PC)<br>Danni Delmin - Knight - Age 33 - Male - Alunka IV - Depti IV - Joriad II<br>Elysse Corbin - Knight - Age 37 - Female - Alunka IV - Physics IV<br>Lein Wennila - Knight - Age 34 - Male - Joriad IV - Physics IV<br><br>Cristop Amelton - Master - Age 42 - Male - Alunka IV - Joriad IV - Physics IV - Ritual Magic III (INFUSED) (Photo's PC)<br>Frances Fillips - Master - Age 48 - Male - Joriad IV - Sukodi IV - Black arts IV<br>Jakii Enlysoas - Master - Age 56 - Female - Sukodi IV - Depti II - Black arts IV - Physics IV - Ritual Magic II<br><br><strong>The Covens members (no order)</strong>:<br><br>Franze Derrick - Male - Leader - Age 53<br>Oliviar Portise - Female - Mage - Age 42<br>Wesily Mihel - Female - Ritualist - Age 49<br>Hunter Leam - Male - Ritualist - Age 38<br>Geena Woam - Female - Priest - Age 35<br>Leomay Darcum - Male - Mage - Age 31<br>Sitta Sinew - Female - Mage - Age 23<br>Fellis&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; - Male - Mage - Age 26<br>Vicorian Deia - Female - Ritualist - Age 23<br>Kereva Maalkum - Female - Priest - Age 17<br>Meflin Faust - Male - Mage - Age 24<br>Allure DeCoulter - Female - Mage - Age 16 (Azaria's PC)<br>Surrim Pultis - Female - Ritualist - Age 15
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Photo</strong> on <strong>19-02-2012, 22:55:22</strong>
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				Name: Reni Jikundi (Ren-I JI-Koon-DI)<br>Race: Human<br>Visual Age : 60<br>Actual Age: 87<br>(http://www.redtreesoft.com/yinyang/YY-TaiChi/Taichi-MasterChen.JPG) <br>In all honesty, Reni is a little less asian than the man in this picture, and maybe five years younger in the face. He's a martial arts master, they all look the same anyway. (I was pumped about the yellow gi, honestly)<br>Affiliation: The original leader of The Jikundi<br><br>Personality: His personality seems to morph, depending on the student he is dealing with. See, everyone is a student in Master Reni's mind, even if he wanders out of his own camp. With the gravity on par with a vampire, Jikundi attracts the world toward him in every place he may go. He lets himself go every few nights with other aged peoples in the towns, drinking wine and having conversation to lighten the stress on his shoulders. He is a fair master, unwilling to snap and torture his students. Rather, Reni takes them by the hand and guides them toward their goals. Sometimes landing them square on their ass is an important part of that process. There is always a warmth in his heart, and in the deep sockets of his eyes.<br><br>Back story: As stated in the game's introduction, Jikundi was a slayer before he started his own gym. He was raised far away from Anders, and fought his way west across the great wooded continent. He became a monk, and ran away from the sages in his mid thirties. After two years of his abandonment, they figured him to be dead. 'Just another male slayer, off to "change the world" again.' His goal was to better himself, he took the Sages lessons to heart. 'Our ancestors are depending on our determination, not our accomplishments.' He wanted to know every form of battle there was to know. He looked for ancient texts, and hidden masters. He has traveled the whole world, at least it feels that way to him. Once he discovered the forgotten art of tai chi chuan, his entire life changed. He incorporated the flowing movements into every one of his former styles and finalized his theory into four separate kinds of warfare. Sukodi Jikundi, Alunka Jikundi, Joriad Jikundi, and Depti Jikundi. He was sure that every technique in the world could be put into those four categories, and he has yet to proven wrong. <br><br>He was in the northwestern woods of Anders for five years while he mastered himself, the same place he teaches his students now. However, that was over three decades ago. So in the end his back story is a simple one: Reni Jikundi is the most experienced martial artist in the known world. And eight years ago, the Sages finally begin to take notice. His is one of the only male slayer legends worth telling.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Photo</strong> on <strong>19-02-2012, 22:56:15</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u">Name</span>: Cristop Amelton<br><span class="bbc_u">Race</span>: Human<br><span class="bbc_u">Actual Age</span>: 42<br>(http://images.wikia.com/dynastywarriors/images/6/64/Zhao_Yun_DW6_Artwork.jpg)<br><br>His armor is not as eloquent as the picture here, but besides the fancy embroidering and the intensely fitted pieces, it's pretty proper. Cristop was trained in multiple styles of Jikundi, but Alunka was his specialty, and they wear heavy armor. The effect is light in this picture, but keep in mind that his existence is that of a lightning storm, he cannot harbor it, he can only calm the winds.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Affiliation</span>: Jikundi Infused Knight<br><span class="bbc_u"><br>Personality</span>: Before the infusion spell, Cristop was reserved, focused, and calculated, but he was a pleasure to be around, and his attitude was positive, no matter the day. Now, he is cold and dismissive. Most of his time is spent alone in a cabin that he constructed himself before the 2nd winter. When he speaks, it is quietly, when he acts, it is quickly and with extreme purpose. That had always been his style, though. Cristop's thoughts puncture his consciousness, and a look of death always permeates from his eyes. He wishes no harm on people, but unless he actively focuses on keeping them safe, his lightning can strike them dead in an instant. He sees his infusion as both a curse, and a responsibility. Cristop has not known the touch of a woman for over seven years<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Back story</span>: Cristop was raised in a town far north of Anders. There, he was used as a hard worker to make crops grow and people fed. The people of his village had a Sage house with an extensive library, and he took to learn everything there was to know about physics. there were over seven textbooks, and it was the only scholastic opportunity he had, as a studious young man, he mastered the knowledge in no time. Cristop had always been a strong individual, and his wide spanning dreams caught sail at a young age. Jikundi stayed in Cristop's home town and took in three children that were otherwise homeless, he taught them to fend for themselves, and Cristop was the star pupil. Soon after, they begin to travel together. Cristop was sixteen when they settled in the tower camp of Anders. At that time, the other two pupils were still with them. They've since died, before Albert Truun had ever come to the villages.<br><br>As the winter's ticked by, he found exceedingly useful ways to use his training and his knowledge together, arriving at concepts that Jikundi himself, had never imagined. <br><br>From Cristop's perspective it goes a little something like this: The blasphemous woman, Kellian, a black haired witch from the easterly wilds arrived in Anders and completely took over the street camp. This woman was a necromancer, and there were two ancient grave yards near the main street that the people of the inner village lived on. Albert Truun and Jikundi battled her seperately for two months, keeping Kellian's army of undead outside of the other camps was unsuccesful, and as the tower was taken by drudge dripping skeletons, Cristop, Albert Truun, two young witches, and a powerful young warlock named Franze Derrick ran to the northwestern woods and transfered Albert Truun's magnificent power into Cristop's fragile body. Cristop was told that the spell would only give him magical powers. He did not know the truth, no one did.<br><br>His flesh became hot, and the pain from every cell in his body was extraordinary, and it never stopped. It blew up the scene of the ritual and killed the two young woman that traveled with them. Albert was able to defend himself, and Franze shattered his left leg under a young oak tree that Cristop blasted. Eventually the pain washed away his consciousness and he started to see red. Cristop charged back to the tower, and marched into the ranks of zombies, and skeletons. Kellian was shocked to see a ball of lightning walk through the numerous blockades she'd set up to defend herself. Cristop obliterated her and her entire army sunk back into the earth where ever they stood. Anders returned to normal, and Cristop never killed the pain.<br><br>He built a cabin near the infusion sight, where Albert Truun and Jikundi were preparing their new homes. As the students come and go around him. Cristop can't help but feel like a god among men. As he stands on his cabin, meditating with the motion of the trees, he knows that with ten minutes of focus he could destroy the entire Jikundi camp. He's yet to harm another living soul on purpose since the infusion ritual. But he's killed over two hundred demons in the seven winters he's lived with his electric affliction.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Photo</strong> on <strong>19-02-2012, 22:57:14</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Caridal (kahr-eh-doll)<br><strong>Race</strong>: human<br><strong>Age</strong>: unknown to her (orphaned), likely 16-20<br><br>(http://blogs.psychcentral.com/weightless/files/2012/03/namaste-yoga-etsy-e1330614513162.jpg)<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Other Image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://stat18.privet.ru/lr/0a267c0fc23f06c9fe71b69ead04f7a6)</div></div>Caridal does wear clothes, so imagine her with some form of earthen colored gown here, or at least a sash that wraps around her ribs and chest. The wolf that she's cuddling with is her familiar, and it looks exactly like that.<br><strong><br>Affiliation</strong>: none at story start (hint hint, she'll probably be a Truun witch)<br><strong><br>Personality</strong>: "Cari" (Kahr-EE) is an exceptionally naive soul. She does not fully understand how dangerous the world around her is. Her maturity level is high, it must be in such a world. She likes to talk, and her wits are sharp but unwilling to speak out of turn, and embarrassed by ignorance, she typically stays quiet in most circles. She doesn't like to use her powers (magic), for she feels like a sinister person while performing the spells that she's learned. (Cari does not know what the word sinister means though, so it's really more of a 'gooey, gross feeling'). sexually sheltered, Cari is in for a world of surprises, for her form is angelic. She's been assaulted by multiple men, and assisted by them as well. It's mysterious to her, and none of them have been willing to deal with her ignorance enough to actually sleep with her. A few have attempted to rape her, but her magics are too powerful. Other women intimidate her, and she favors the company of animals more than anything.<br><br><strong>Back story</strong>: Caridal lived without a name for the first few years of her life. she lived secretly inside of the house of a Sage, for the man responsible for her was empathetic towards her orphan-hood. No one else in Anders was willing to accept another hungry mouth. She was found as a child, perhaps six years old, perhaps ten. When asked, Caridal remembered four snowy seasons in her past, but she has known her whole life that her age will never be defined. The Sage (leaving name out for creative resolve with other possible characters) that took care of her taught her enough magics to defend herself, and then died seven winters ago. Caridal has lived in the Wall camp for that whole time, and mended her own things. No one else has decided to care for her, she rarely eats a healthy portion, and her only real friend is her wolf: "Lee". With the familiar canine by her side, any ditch or street corner can become a bed.<br><strong><br>LEE- The Wolf</strong><br><br>Lee found Cari only weeks before her protector Sage died to the hands of a demon. She only escaped because of Lee's concern, and she only lives now because of his loyalty. He usually eats better than she does, his nose is trained and he's not as picky. the two of them have been known to share a meal that he found. <br><br>She does not know his age. But he has always felt like an elder to her, a wise-man on the path by her side.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narianna</strong> on <strong>19-02-2012, 22:58:05</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Panthea Salvai<br><strong>Race:</strong> Human<br><strong>Actual Age:</strong> 20<br><strong>Appearance:</strong> She's not really an immodest or lavish girl. She appreciates simple things and doesn't really understand the need for clothing in general. She'd probably never wear jewelry. Any picture posted with her wearing jewelry, ignore the jewelry as if it's not there. She prefers just simple cloths draped about herself, or a simple dress. She feels it brings her closer to nature and the raw energy she thinks is connected to her powers.<br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/D17.jpg)<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Sage<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Panthea is quiet, soft spoken, and ever serious. Not many people can ever say they’ve heard her laugh. She is thoughtful and wise beyond her years, and can many times be found staring off into deep contemplation.<br><br><strong>Back story:</strong> <br><br>Panthea’s parents were both of a high rank in the Order of Sages. From an early age, the Order knew she had a special gift. She could predict the future. She would be overcome with a vision, seeing in her mind’s eye the happening of events in a very blurry fashion. This started as random unprovoked occurrences as a child. As she grew, she learned more control over her ability. With proper ritual and preparation, Panthea was able to make these visions come at will. She still will have the random occurrence of a vision but this is rare these days. The Order deemed her “Oracle” and played a big part in her training as she aged. Panthea learned very quickly and they saw a high ranking position in her future, same as her parents.<br><br>One day, most recently, Panthea came to the high ranking officials in the Order in the base camp in Greece, where she grew up, with a very disturbing vision. She saw a grouping of unwanted beings near a very large town. The name came to her as “Anders.” One could only assume these beings were the same demons the Order had been fighting for thousands of years. She, however, had learned long ago to not assume anything when it came to her visions.<br><br>The Order prepared a large number of Sages and Slayers to heed the need of the town called Anders, where another base camp of the Order stood. Unfortunately that night, their Grecian encampment was attacked. It was one of the largest attacks in their history and strangely strategically planned. Panthea had not seen a vision of this and that disturbed her. She then became distraught to find that the attack had taken her parents’ lives with it. When the attack was finally brought under control and seemingly won by the Slayers and the Order, there wasn’t many left to account for. The Order was only able to spare a few Sages and Slayers for the town of Anders.<br><br>Panthea was among five Sages, accompanied by a mass of Supporters and Slayers. A number of Slayers and Supporters were slain along the way. All that is known to outsiders is that one day this group arrived to the Sage base camp in Anders and was taken in.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Photo</strong> on <strong>19-02-2012, 23:35:21</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u">Name</span>: Franze Derrick<br><span class="bbc_u">Race</span>: Human<br><span class="bbc_u">Age</span>: 53<br>(http://nerdbastards.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/s04e04_02_766x431.jpg)<br><br>That is almost exactly as I had imagined him, except he would have a cane or a staff in his left hand. The stick he uses always depends upon the situation he expects to arrive around the corner.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Affiliation</span> : The leader of the Truun coven<br><span class="bbc_u"><br>Personality</span>: Franze is a bitter old man. There is a darkness in his eyes, as if he is insane. At any moment, it appears like he may strike his closest friends down with lightning. He fears what magic can become, and what it can do to the people who wield it. He was present when Cristop was infused with Albert Truun's essence and the cataclysm that follow scarred him for life. He now walks with a cane or a staff. In addition, he has never been the same. Just like Cristop he never seems to laugh or smile. However, he has no real trouble to deal with. Franze does not have the magical capabilities that Albert Truun once had. The students would have mixed feelings about him, he has been accused of dulling his students abilities, in an attempt to protect them from themselves. He is guilty of this, and works hard to guide his students rather than holding them back. He is learned in all the schools of thought that Albert was learned in. His control is not up to par, though. And he knows this. As the oldest participant in the camp by more than fifteen years at the time of Truun's natural death, he accepted the rule over the camp and his only order of business hence forth has been the construction of a mansion to house the students in. (the Truun witches and wizards. Jikundi would never allow his students to live in decadence)<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Back story</span>: Franze is an anti-humanist. He believes that what we are capable of doing, evil and good, does not matter. Even if we indulge to the point of destruction, nothing changes. He is well aware of this, suffering and joy do not register in his mind any longer. When he was young, he learned to meditate and perform magic. Because of this, Franze never fully developed an ego. He takes no care to memory. The man does not have amnesia but he finds the ethics of the past as imaginary. In short, Franze does not consider his life to be a story, and he never has. He's been a traveling monk for the entirety of his age. He settled in Anders the same time Albert Truun did and took to learning everything he could from the master of energy himself.<br><br>After Truun's death, Franze was handed the leadership role, and he was disgusted by how his students lived. the mansion has been in construction for five years, and it is nearly done. The Jikundi warriors have been building it, Reni supported the mansion and used it's construction as a training tool. The coven is excited to move out of their tents and into their three story mansion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Photo</strong> on <strong>19-02-2012, 23:56:52</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Anna Bell Coriander "Ann" "Bell" "Coriander"<br><strong>Age</strong>: ?? 28-34<br><strong>Race</strong>: Human<br><br>(http://401ak47.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/hot-warrior-girl-with-machete.jpg)<br><br>Absolutely no further description needed.<br><strong><br>Affiliation</strong>: none. She is a rogue demon hunter<br><strong><br>Personality</strong>: Bell is not known to give a favor. She asks for money at every opportunity, and smiles with vigor as she does so. The woman has a wicked sense of humor and a rough and tumble style of talking. She likes to fuck up people's bullshit, so much so, that she is known for accusing people of things they are not guilty for. She is not afraid to kill a human, if s/he tries to double cross her. Serving as a blade for hire, she has developed a hell of a reputation in Anders. She speaks openly against the Jikundi Truun, and claims that The Order of The Sages deserve more respect. She wears a patch on her clothing, and she has a tattoo on her sternum and surrounding ribs recognizing her as a supporter of the Sage house in the Tower Camp. (House 409)<br><strong><br>Back story</strong>: Bell was raised in the Tower camp of Anders. Her mother and father were both homeless vagrants, she was birthed next to a fire-pit in the back of a boarding house for the unfortunate population of this camp. Her father was killed by another man when Bell was just a child. Her mother was a lost soul. She ran around from corner to corner, unable to track the days and take care of her child. At the age of seven (maybe?), Bell and her mother were forced apart by an unruly troop of Anders' guards. Bell's mother was trying to steal food from the tower, and they banished her from Anders all together. The swore pity on the child and took her in as an orphan. They asked her age, and she didn't know.<br><br>It didn't take long to become learned in the arts of battle. The numerous number of fresh father figures in the guard camp took a liking to her and she learned most of her life lesson's from them.<br><br>Bell moved into her own small place when she was a teenager and she took damn good care of herself. She learned a number of useful trades: seamstress, smithing, tanner, mechanic and upholsterer. Although she doesn't 'support' the Jikundi Truun, she still sells them some of her goods, in fact, most of the clan's weapons and armor come from her. As stated before, she has always cared more about money and power over loyalty and affiliation. Among her accomplishments, she has been known to recreate ancient technologies that were rumored to be lost. It is unknown if she found the prototypes on her travels or from other mechanics that have traveled through Anders. She has explosive sacks that devastate her enemies, and these bombs have become one of her trademarks. Further, her prized possession is a motorized vehicle that runs off of two wheels and smoke. She rarely uncovers it, and most of the people in Anders claim that this invention does not even exist. <br><br>for years, she has been a power player in Anders. Living below the tower, she's likely the wealthiest person in Anders. she doesn't live a life of luxury, rather a life of excess. she always has alcohol and food in her satchel, and any plant she can find to smoke she buys in large amounts.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 02:11:13</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Ianto Dresden<br><strong>Race:</strong>Slayer<br><strong>Actual Age:</strong>29<br><div align="center"><strong>Appearance:</strong><br>(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/imagesqtbnANd9GcQudzJO5T6ImN1u1on0L65BHXWhEjSoEgiQfxVDw55xKvK3h30bew.jpg)</div><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Sokudi Jikundi<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Unlike most other male slayers Ianto is not reckless taking foolish risks. He is extremely dedicated to perfecting his skills and protecting his fellow humans. He tends to be quiet and reserved most of the time however he can be fun loving and is not above enjoying a good joke or dancing.<br><strong>Back story:</strong> Ianto had been born to a slayer clan it became clear early in his childhood that he would be a recon specialist so at age 14 he sent out to his first encampment away from towns or villages. He did indeed excel following and tracking the demons through the wilderness many times practically getting into their camps to gather information. So by 19 he was moved to another encampment even further away from human settlements and would go for weeks or even months sometimes without contact with anybody other than those in his encampment.<br><br>Although he had only actually faced and killed less than a dozen demons personally his encampment was responsible for a great deal of information that lead to saving many human lives by stopping or preventing large scale attacks. With his help they were so successful in fact that the monsters began plotting against them directly. When he was 25 they struck in the early morning hours once they knew all six slayers and sage were in the camp. They attacked with somewhere between 20 and 30 demons and another 15 to 20 humans. The enemy suffered heavy losses loosing about three quarters of their attack force with Ianto killing six demons personally. In the end though his camp was over whelmed by the evil numbers, with him being struck down by a mere human.<br><br>His injuries were bad enough that in a less determined man it would have meant his death. When the fighting was over he was the only one still alive from the encampment the demos thought it would be amusing to simply leave him alive in his injured state to simply let him die a slow painful death. He however was not ready to just give up and die there in his ruined encampment so when he awakened several hours after the evil ones left he started to crawl away towards the nearest settlement Anders. It took him two days to get to the track used by caravans where he once again passed out. He awoke briefly in the back of a wagon traveling to Anders to trade. The next time he regained consciousness he was in the gate stronghold of Anders.<br><br>Two weeks later when he still needed a heavy staff to lean on he made his way to the Jikundi Truun training area seeking admittance as a student. To his surprise he ended up speaking with Master Jikundi directly beseeching him to be trained in The Sokudi style.<br><br>Jikundi leaned back in his stance, at least it appeared like he had. "I understand your respect for speed. You have tact, young man. But I can see through your eyes." He smiled without even twitching his lips. They stayed still. "You are a man of deception. The speed will come naturally. The piercing power of your weapon will always come from a fiery place. Sokudi is not your path. That is unless you insist, in which case, I cannot argue with a man that has made a decision. I know that the path of The Depti will suit you better."<br><br>Ianto dropped to one knee before the honored master leaning heavily on his staff and bowed his head. “While I trust your insight and wisdom, master, I feel that I may still fall the weakness that most males of my kind are known for. Therefore I feel that I am not ready for a style that would lead me into a leadership position. If I am to follow the path of most male slayers I do not wish to endanger those whose lives I am responsible for. Please let me take my fight to the enemy in the frontlines with only my life in my hands. Perhaps one day when I feel ready I will switch to learning The Depti and accept responsibility for the lives of others.”<br><br>Over the next four years Ianto dedicated himself fully to perfecting the Sokudi style of fighting. He however mixed his natural stealth to his encounters with the enemy. While he remained in the frontlines and was always one of the first to meet the charges he would mix the speed of the style with his stealth to attack different groups and moving unseen to another. He also took to studying the art of illusion with the Truun witches. He uses this to aid in his stealth and to misdirect the enemy as to his movements and attacks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Photo</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 03:16:58</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name</strong>: Eneno Dene (Ah-nen-Oh&nbsp; Den-yay)<br><strong>Race</strong>: Human<br><strong>Age</strong>: 22<br>(http://labs.chemist2dio.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/Mirumoto_Kei_by_raynkazuya.jpg)<br><br>I suppose the cherry blossoms in the background of this picture aren't fully appropriate, and the intense royal detail on the swords are way far out of the story. But everything else here is definitely Eneno<br><br><strong>Affiliation</strong>: Alunka Jikundi<br><strong><br>Personality</strong>: Strict, forward, careful, and honest. She pushes the issue with precision and a particular bluntness. a very simple soul, one of Jikundi's favorite pupils. Eneno represents the dignity that all Jikundi Truun are expected to display.<br><br><strong>Back story</strong>: Eneno is the daughter of a Sage. Mr. Michael Estel met the love of his life when he was 23, nearly three decades before the 8th Winter. There was a routine mission, a gang of vampires had set up camp just outside of the street camp to the dense forests in the north. Mr. Estel, One other Sage and two male slayers set out to dismantle their presence. Both of the slayers were young, 18 and 15. The older of the two had a lover that had tagged along on the mission. It had disgusted the older Sage, but Estel assured that she would only help the situation. They planned on using her as bait, she had volunteered, afraid that her lover (the 18 year old slayer) would be killed without her. She was 16, and a deceptively strong fighter. Many times, Estel had been suspicious of her origins. He believed that she was an unregistered slayer. Indeed, she was the hook that caught the fish. In the raid, all of the vampires were killed, but so was the 18 year old slayer and the elder Sage.<br><br>Estel and Robyn Dene, the young woman used as bait, fell in love. They had a child, that child was Eneno. In the early years of Eneno's life, her father worked hard at the Tower camp, and her mother raised her in the wall camp to the southwest. Estel rarely came home, and when he stayed, he spent all of his time training Eneno to defend herself. When she was twelve, he died in a very similar raid that inspired her birth. Ruined, she didn't leave the wall camp for seven years after that.<br><br>finally her mother inspired her enough to travel to the jikundi Truun camp (an hour long journey) and apply for a bed and further training. On the way there, she came in contact with a three hundred year old vampire, a male vampire. She was not well prepared, one sword hung on her hip and it was hardly sharp enough to cut her skin. No stake, no crosses or stars to hold, no holy water. It was day time, and she had assumed that she would be safe. The vampire walked through the woods with a parasol and large handheld mirror. He tried to kill her, and she removed his limbs until he couldn't fight back. Her parents had trained her well. No one had witnessed it, but she killed her first vampire when she was 19, and joined the Jikundi Truun the next day.<br><br>She has two ranks in physics and wears an emblem on her right shoulder to identify this. As an Alunka, she is still learning the initial movements that power the basic moves of the style. She spent a lot of time learning about Physics in the library within the Truun mansion. In between lessons, she ran up stairs to help her comrades finish the monumental structure. And since Reni, the master of the clan, does not allow anyone to practice more than one art at a time, she still stands at the level of Scholar. She is not allowed to wear armor or participate in active duty around Anders. Her masters hardly let her hold a weapon. she spends most of the day now by the creek in the camp practicing the flow of energy that Alunka demands.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CarnivorousBunny</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 07:35:46</strong>
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				Name: Issa Chu<br>Race: Human<br>Actual Age: 25<br>Appearance: <br>(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/shit_brick/Character%20Pix/chick_with_eagle_by_aozorize-d43x7ps.jpg)<br>Her clothes would be a lot less intricate. She's usually in dresses that are easy to put on and simple shoes without any heels (or she simply has no shoes on at all). In her hands she always has a long, heavy staff that serves as a weapon and an over-sized cane.&nbsp; Another item that is always on her person is a large satchel with all sorts of herbs and charms with various uses.<br>Affiliation: None for now, she is a drifter.<br><br>Personality: As expected of an individual who grew up in this wild and chaotic world, Issa is alert and observant. She thrives under pressure and in difficult situations; whenever she is idle she becomes confused, agitated, and at times downright intolerable. <br>While she may come across as arrogant and haughty, by nature Issa is a an emphatic protector, always ready to aid the weak and vulnerable.<br><br><strong>Back story:</strong><br>Issa was not always blind. In fact she can still picture the last festival she ever saw.&nbsp; At that point she was mostly blind, but that one night she could see her mother dancing around the fire as clear as day. She reached out to her daughter and they danced the night away. When she woke up the next morning she was greeted by darkness. <br>That was eighteen years ago.<br><br>Issa grew up as a gypsy, surrounded by a small but capable family of traveling wiccans, wanderers and rogues, all worshipers of the energies of the Earth. When she started losing her vision her family tried to use their gifts to heal her in vain. She would be lying if she said that she was unaffected by it, but Issa took to her fate relatively well. On some level she understood that losing her sight was both a gift and a curse. It was the price she would have to pay to gain a connection to the Earth Mother that even the most gifted witches in her family did not have. As her sight went she noticed that along with the sharpening of her other senses she developed other abilities such as a level of telepathy (limited to anything living or natural, even rocks), animal ken, and a shroud-like ability while forests (as if the trees themselves actively shielded her). These gifts became apparent to her family as well, and her training immediately resumed tenfold. <br>When Issa turned seventeen she felt compelled to leave her family and travel on her own. These abilities had been given to her for a reason, and she was not going to find it nestled comfortably in her family's arms.<br><br>Issa and her trust hawk named Sandata (Data for short) have been wandering ever since. Her travels seem to have no real pattern, simply hopping from caravan to caravan, but generally she seemed to gravitate towards groups of people in need, becoming either a miracle worker or purger of minor demon camps. <br><br>Because of her school of magic and background, she feels most at home with her feet on natural surfaces full of life and energies. It is through these energies that Issa is able to 'see' the world around her. Many acquaintances do not even notice her disability immediately. <br>Data also acts as her eyes, going beyond the range of her powers (which is about thirty meters all around) or to scout of entities of the undead which Issa cannot actually 'see' with her own senses.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaosfox</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 01:41:52</strong>
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				Sorry this took so long last week of classes and had project to work on last week <br>Name: Linell Salfor<br>Race: Human<br>Actual Age:28 <br><br><br><br>(http://digital-art-gallery.com/oid/9/640x467_3094_The_Demon_Wars_Saga_The_Demon_Spirit_Part_1_2d_fantasy_bow_hunter_picture_image_digital_art.jpg)<br><br><br><br>Affiliation: Rouge Demon Hunter <br><br>Personality: Linell is a very quite individual he does not speak much and does not easily trust others&nbsp; nor does he easily make friends with others though he will gladly help others out whenever they may be&nbsp; in a bind. He is also a very even tempered and is not quick to get angry though he can be quite a passionate fighter and can be especially vicious when fighting against demons.&nbsp; Also once Linell does make friends he tends to be open with them and if they break that trust that was formed it is nearly impossible to gain back. <br><br>&nbsp;Back story: Linell was born in the street camp and learned at an early age that making friends was not worth it. A lot of h is friends died over the years but that wasn’t he worse of it. The worse memory that Linell holds is the death of his parents, when he was only 10 years old Linell watched from his hiding spot as his parents fought to defend their home but were overwhelmed and both killed.&nbsp; <br><br>After his parents death Linell went into hiding living off the land. During the day he would train and forage for food and at night would hide and rest over 8 years of this Linell became proficient at many different survival skills as well as the use of various weapons used in killing demons.&nbsp; That was when he started his career as a demon hunter. <br><br>At first he stayed around the street camp helping families for foods or for the chance to have a roof over his head. The he started venturing to other areas living off the land when he had to and staying with folks when they let him.&nbsp; It was simple life and he enjoyed it. <br><br>Now Linell lives a cabin situated somewhere between the street and gate camps.&nbsp; He does random jobs for people not often taking money for payment, instead he usually takes food or other materials for what he has done but over all he does because he carries that scar from that one night his parents died.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 03:31:30</strong>
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				(http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e134/pokemonlover08/untitled2bmp.jpg)<br><br>First/Middle/Last name: Beraias Suichin<br>Nickname: N/A<br>Animal companion: Zyrix the white raven<br>Affiliation: Rogue demon hunter<br>Gender: male<br>Age: 32<br>Birthday: 10th sun of Cancer<br>Hobbies/Passions/Interests :<br>Physical Appearance: His hair is kept short, black in color, he has pale skin and reddish brown eyes. He usually wears the outfit from the picture, the onyl change being that the scarf he wears is a dark blue insted of red. His nails are painted black and he has a side bag at his right hip to carry a few important small items.<br><br>Personality: Beraias is a lone wanderer, similar to a samurai and goes about slaying evil when he finds it. Not one to trust others due to being betrayed in a past long forgotten. His only companion seems to be a golden eyed white raven<br><br>History:<br><br>Beraias had a simple childhood, his father trained him in the ways of honor and the way of the sword. at 18 he left his family to travel as was tradition and soon enough gained himself a partner.<br><br>Kojuu seemed to be a perfect partner, having honor similar to his own and the two were nearly inseperable. However, at age 27, Kojuu was sick of all the money the two lost because of Beraias' honor and betrayed him to the creatures they were supposed to kill.<br><br>Leaving Beraias for dead, the only reason he didn't perish then was because a wandering man, helped him, nursed him back to health before they departed. With the man was a white raven of golden eyes. Beraias and the raven seemed to hit it off so the man let him have the bird. Since then the two have traveled, inseperable and likely the only creature Beraias would trust so openly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>heavenleighdahl</strong> on <strong>06-03-2012, 14:44:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i332.photobucket.com/albums/m343/Nixie24_1238/vampirePhoeni-1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name</strong>: Alikama (last name has been lost, even to her)<br><br><strong>Race</strong>: Vampire<br><br><strong>Visual Age</strong>: 24<br><br><strong>Actual Age</strong>: 832<br><br><strong>Appearance</strong>: Alikama has always been a very beautiful being. Her straight black hair, belying her East Indian roots, reaches straight to her lower back, full and lustrous. Standing at five feet seven inches tall in stocking feet, she wouldn't stand out height-wise against others, but the way in which she carries her curvacious frame would bring plenty of attention. Her eyes almost glow a sharp hazel, like a cat's, and her face holds perfectly symmetrical angles. After years of life as an other-worldly being, she's developed a predatory look to her, her facial features growing sharper.<br>Over her legs, hips, even up to her back, she is covered in odd tattoos. Most wouldn't know what any of them mean, but they are all incredibly intricate.<br><br><strong>Affiliation</strong>: Demon<br><br><strong>Personality</strong>: Alikama is very firm in what she wants. She prefers not to dirty herself with fighting when she can gain food, or belongings through a show of her body to enthrall, or even going so far as to get someone into bed. It is rare for her to show emotions when with anyone but Omen, but she does have them. They just aren't always good. It's never bad when she shows anger, but if she smiles or acts overly sweet towards anyone, again other than Omen, there is reason to fear.<br><br><strong>Back story</strong>: Born well before AW, Alikama was everything a parent would warn their children against. She was the middle child, and constantly dismissed. She chose to make herself known the best way possible. She started smoking very early, ignored her studies and could be found at the grimiest, most disgusting pubs in her town. Her parents, fairly wealthy, from old money, never wanted to admit that such a child was theirs. <br><br>When Alikama was only sixteen, she ran away, taking a good portion of her family's safe. With all the money, she was able to easily slip into France and make her way fairly un-noticed Spain.<br><br>Once in Spain, the young woman was able to make a clean start doing something she loved, having sex with men, this time for money. She had found an amazing brothel, one that lent a lot to the illusion that it was a glamorous lifestyle. For her, it was.<br><br>One day, man by the name of Barsello showed up, after she'd been at the brothel a number of years. He was taken by her beauty almost instantly. After he'd come back more than twice, Alikama knew that she had him, he would do almost anything for her. This was proven when he came back after being gone a while and killed her.<br><br>She woke up a different being, taken over by the vampire blood that had been given to her. She was something powerful right from the start. She and Barsello took care of everyone in the brothel, enjoying a feast that they would talk about for days. Her pimps and the other working girls gave Alikama the strength that she needed to make something amazing out of herself. The relationship with Barsello only lasted long enough for them to get to a small Eastern European town before she'd had enough of him. She quickly disposed of him in the best way she could think of at the time. She tied him to the four posters of a bed and opened the window. That had freed her to be who she'd been born to be.<br><br>The next few years were slow, her getting by as she could. While posing as a nun in the Americas, she met the person she was meant to be with forever. The only problem was that he was a human. But that was easily changed. One night, she took the final leap and turned him into something like her.<br><br>They traveled far and long, picking up others as they went, but always looking for their next opportunity.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Photo</strong> on <strong>07-03-2012, 08:01:34</strong>
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				<br><br><strong>Name</strong>: Omen<br><strong>Race</strong>: Vampire<br><strong>Visual Age</strong>: Twenty Eight<br><strong>Actual Age</strong>: Eight hundred, and Twenty Five<br><br>(http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmq1oqAnmw1qgnwgto1_500.jpg)<br><br>Omen's dress is admittedly not as <em>modern</em> as this picture is here, but the style that this man is wearing it in does fit the character. The eyes, shadowed here are bright shades of swollen yellow. Sometimes, the color will blend into a soft brown, and other times, his iris and pupil disappear, turning into a milky mystical white. Not shown in the picture, Omen is starting to grow a crown of horns. Two of them on the back of his 'crown' are the largest, and the only ones that are big enough to poke out of his hair.He is not overtly muscular, but he is flexible, and strong. Standing at almost six foot, three inches; there is a regal urge in his movements.<br><br><strong>Affiliation </strong>: Demon<br><br><strong>Personality</strong>: Omen was once the type of man to lend a hand where it was needed. He stayed quiet a lot, not shy or reserved. Rather, Omen was a very good listener. Now, after centuries of life surrounded by death and vice, pride and enjoyment; Omen's personality has only magnified itself. He is contemplative and patient. He meditates constantly and watches the moon for hours. He has a library the size of Alexandria's stored in his mind. Enjoyment comes sparingly, as only action has ever truly existed for Omen. He does not stop to smell the flowers, he only wishes to make them smell stronger.<br><br><strong>Back story</strong>: Before he was found by Alikama, Omen worked on farms and storefronts to make money. He attended university for years before wandering the countryside. Studying language and history, he became exhausted of his studies, and he was anxious to live a life with more meaning. The young man was a jack of all trades where ever he found establishments worth his time and effort. He was a simple soul that could rest for hours with a book and one cigarette. So, he never cared too much for his social life. He was special from a young age, an almost <em>eerie</em> attribute had afflicted him. He was a good luck charm. His given name was Owen. However, even his parents called him Omen, confident that his presence could change some one's life. This affect was difficult to explain. It was his charisma, his genius, his willingness to explore and assist, his bravery, perhaps a complete lack of selfish aspirations, an empty hand. Omen was a wonderful man.<br><br>His much more inclusive, and exceptionally older alter ego, the vampire that's roamed the Earth for eight centuries, this monster is a manipulative master. Beware the Omen, for it strikes only one time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Photo</strong> on <strong>09-03-2012, 11:15:35</strong>
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				<em>Name</em>: Havannah<br><em>Race</em>: Vampire<br><em>Visual Age</em>: Twenty-one<br><em>Actual Age</em>: Seven Hundred, and thirteen<br><br><br>(http://i42.tinypic.com/t51xd2.jpg)<br><br>Havannah has no freckles, and several tattoos, like Alikama's. Her ink covers her back, midriff, and buttocks. Otherwise, these pictures are very informative.<br><br><em>Affiliation</em>: demon<br><br><em>Personality</em>: This demon is unpredictable and spends her time indulging in life and death's little gifts. She is a sexual deviant, and a demented creature with the habit of dissecting her victims while she eats. Brooding, dark and solemn when in the presence of strange demons, and her peers. Havannah is a glorified slave. She enjoys the treatment, and in turn, she's never forced to beg, or plead for anything.<br><em><br>Back story</em>: Her sire was a vampire named Silo. He wanted her for a fuck toy. Dying not three weeks after her transformation, Havannah's fresh form was abused by Silo over this time period, but afterwards the little rogue was taking in by a traveling group of middle aged vampires. The youngest was Omen, at around 140. The eldest was a vampire named Kennis, he was nearly 250. She was recruited in the early years of The Age Without, and her entire life after death has been one of spoil and excess. Omen thinks of her like an adopted daughter, and treats her like an house servant. Even though Omen is a demon, and Havannah is a gorgeous, and (visually) fragile creature. He has yet to fuck her, or beat her like his mistress.<br><br>He calls her 'The Princess.'
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narianna</strong> on <strong>22-04-2012, 07:28:09</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Nylora<br><br><strong>Visual Age:</strong> 25<br><br><strong>Age:</strong> Undetermined<br><br><strong>Race:</strong> Goddess of Vorin<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> Nylora’s incorporeal form in Vorin consists of nothing more than a black mist, a large ominous shadow. Nylora’s corporeal appearance changes with the wind. She is obsessed with clothing, colors, and make up. She is forever collecting clothing and materials where she may find them in the human realm.<br><br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/NGoddessForm.jpg)(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/N23.jpg)</div><br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Demon<br><br>&nbsp;<strong>Personality:</strong>&nbsp; Nylora lacks damn near all compassion and that is often confused for cruelty. She is straight forward and tends to take whatever she wants. She’ll help others if there’s something to receive in return but offering her something that she wants and doesn’t already have is hard to come by. She’s seductive and oozes sexuality. She’s cold and callous. She’s sarcastic and witty when the time calls for it. There may be other sides to her but she would never show them. She is a Goddess, not a mortal to be run by silly emotions.<br><br><strong>Back Story:</strong>&nbsp; Nylora doesn’t remember a time when she didn’t exist in some form or another, when Vorin didn’t exist. Vorin had just simply always been there and she its ruler.<br><br>Vorin is very distinctly split into two separate sections. One is full of vibrant color and life and the other is full of darkness and decay. The first half is called “Ny” and is filled with a multitude of brightly colored flowers and trees, overgrown vegetation, rolling hills, mountains, lakes, and waterfalls. The second half is called “Lora” and is nothing but a large plain of cracked, scorched, blackened land with jagged rocks for mountains, dank swamps, floating bits of jagged land, and an incredibly hot dry climate. Both are inhabited by very odd looking extraordinary animals.<br><br>In this realm, creatures are kept slaves and play things for the demons. They feed from their life force as they mold each creature to their liking. This is their only means of survival.<br><br><br><strong>Ons:</strong>&nbsp; Bisexual, voracious. What isn’t she into? Give her hard and rough but nothing soft and sweet. If you try to cuddle with her, you may just lose a hand.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Iyzebel<br><br><strong>Visual Age:</strong> 23<br><br><strong>Actual Age:</strong> Undetermined<br><br><strong>Race:</strong> Praticchaya Dimoni<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> Iyzebel has a Vorin realm form and a human realm form. They are pretty easy to distinguish which is which.<br><br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Ariella1.jpg)(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/I13.jpg)</div><br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Demon<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>&nbsp; Iyzebel has a “special” personality. She’s a bit quirky and veritably mentally unstable. She’s in her own world most of the time and has a very curious nature. She’s cold and downright cruel to any and all beings but her beloved Nylora, and that is only because she fears her.<br><br><strong>History/Background Info:</strong> Iyzebel was of Nylora’s own creation. From her incorporeal form, Nylora took a bit of matter and crafted the most beautiful woman imaginable. Under Nylora’s watchful eye, Iyzebel grew. Nylora was skilled in crafting of flesh and bone but knew little of the mind and this is shown in her handiwork crafting Iyzebel.<br><br>Iyzebel’s insanity knows no bounds. While Ny was of Nylora’s own creation in all its colorful splendor, Lora was Iyzebel’s creation in all its offensive, repulsive, gloomy glory. Iyzebel’s twisted nature drove the inhabiting “creatures” to more insanity than already was present. Instead of just being reduced to beasts, Iyzebel and her share of Nylora’s minions experimented and tortured these souls until their humanity was beyond salvation.<br><br>The addition of Azael to her mother and lover’s side made Iyzebel quite jealous but she deals with him quite like a sister to an annoying brother.<br><br><strong>Ons:</strong>&nbsp; Bisexual with a tendency toward women. She is Sadistic at all times possible in the bedroom, merely because she so enjoys watching the reactions of those being accosted. Sex is nothing more than an itch she scratches on occasion. Her real passion is for the screams coming from those in pain, rather than pleasure. Slow and steady doesn’t really affect her. It just bores her.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Azael<br><br><strong>Visual Age:</strong>20<br><br><strong>Actual Age:</strong> Undetermined<br><br><strong>Race:</strong> Vikara Rakshasa<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> Azael has a Vorin realm form and a human realm form. They are pretty easy to distinguish which is which.<br><br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/320029_10150325423192477_147639107476_8506606_1623226266_n.jpg)(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/A8-1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Demon<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>&nbsp; Before he was taken into Nylora’s arms, he was a loner for the most part, a solitary individual, yet he was oddly kind hearted and generous. He loved and laughed. Afterward, he became cold and calculating. Loyal and zealous where Nylora is concerned, Azael has a heart only for her. He stands as her left hand man, an advisor and consort. His cruelty is only masked by his level headedness.<br><br><strong>History/Background Info:</strong>&nbsp; Azael started as a Nimaya Amura. He caught Nylora’s eye as he flawlessly shifted from one form to another. This was not a natural ability amongst the Nimaya Amura and it greatly interested her.<br><br>She called Azael to her side and laid hands upon his head. With unspoken words, she effortlessly sprouted horns atop his head and imbued him with a special power of her own. Now she rules Vorin with Azael by her side and ever her most loyal of all minions.<br><br><br><strong>Ons:</strong> Bisexual. When he is with Nylora, the only thing that matters is what <em>she</em> is into. When he deigns to take another, he adopts the Dominant role. He refuses soft and slow on the unconscious reasoning that it may very well be his undoing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Azaria</strong> on <strong>04-05-2012, 22:08:03</strong>
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				Name:Allure DeCoulter<br><br>Race: Human<br><br>Age: 16<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i612.photobucket.com/albums/tt210/Lavender1_1985/Azaria/Azarias/the_witch_of_montmartre_by_arsy_winter-d4fep3t.png)<br>Allure is true to her name, her beauty makes everyone stare at her and forget themselves. From her honey colored eyes and delicate nose and lips to the perfect curves of her body. She usually looks dreamy and in a world of her own, but the she proved that this is not the case all the time.</div></div><br>Affiliation: Jikundi Truun (mage)<br><br>Personality: Looks quiet and reserved, almost haughty to those who don't know her, but those who claim that they got close to her knows she can make her company worth the time they spend with her.<br>&nbsp;<br>Biography: Born to a modest family in the city of Anders, She was the youngest among 6 brothers and sisters made her coil into her own world, specially after her "powers" had caused her own family to shun and isolate her, which made her leave home at the age of 12. <br><br>Once she heard of the Jikundi Truun camp she determined to join it, knowing that her powers must be controlled considering the toll it had on her both physically and emotionally. Her abilities were raw and uncontrolled, twisting her every day with pain and suffering. She had learned how to channel her magic a bit in the year she spent in the camp, but she still has much to learn.<br>&nbsp;<br>Magic capabilities: Create illusions: (both pleasant and torturing, most of it was causing horror and fear which was why her family shunned her). <br>Create Copies of herself (to lure the enemy). <br>Light telekinetic powers (lift and push particular objects)<br>Body connection (link to other bodies without making them aware, the sensation on her end would be like telling a secret) <br>Lightening push (taught to her by the Truun masters as a way to harness basic energy).<br>Mind reading (She has the ability to create illusions by entering the minds of her enemies, so she can read their minds too)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Photo</strong> on <strong>05-05-2012, 08:49:43</strong>
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				A note from Photo: This is Chaosfox's old character (the old profile is still posted, look up), after inactivity, I've remade him a little bit, and found a new picture for him. At this point he is an NPC, meaning anyone can control him and kill him (just ask me first)<br><br>Name: Linell Salfor<br>Race: Human<br>Actual Age:68<br><br>(http://cghub.com/files/Image/112001-113000/112413/522_stream.jpg)<br><br><br>Affiliation: Rouge Demon Hunter<br><br>Personality: Linell is a very quite individual he does not speak much and does not easily trust others&nbsp; nor does he easily make friends. He is very even tempered; not quick to get angry. He is quite a passionate fighter. He seems trustable, but his lack of comrades says otherwise. As a moral code, he does not intentionally try to harm human souls.<br><br>&nbsp;Back story: Linell was born in the street camp and learned at an early age that making friends was not worth it. A lot of his friends died over the years, but that wasn’t he worsetof it. Thememory that Linell holds in his heart is that of his parents death, when he was only 10 years old Linell watched from his hiding spot as his parents fought to defend their home but were overwhelmed and both killed. <br><br>Linell went into hiding, living off the land. During the day he would train and forage for food. At night, he would hide and rest. Over 8 years of this,Linell became proficient at many different survival skills as well as the use of various weapons. That was when he started his career as a demon hunter.<br><br>At first he stayed around the street camp, helping families for foods; or for the chance to have a roof over his head. Then he started venturing to other areas. His spent his whole life in Anders, and a lot of his memory is from far before the Jikundi Truun took over.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Eighth Winter - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Photo</strong> on <strong>05-05-2012, 08:56:16</strong>
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				A note from Photo: This is another remake of some one else's unused character. I changed the picture, and made her a little bit older, that's really it, but i figure it would help clear things up a bit. Please remember to disregard the old profile<br><br>Name: Issa Chu<br>Race: Human<br>Actual Age: 35<br><br>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TyanDy_5_B4/TNBGzOW66xI/AAAAAAAAApY/ec0G57Cf7l0/s1600/Woman_and_Hawk.jpg)<br><br>In her hands she always has a long, heavy staff that serves as a weapon and an over-sized cane.&nbsp; Another item that is always on her person is a large satchel with all sorts of herbs and charms with various uses.<br><br>Affiliation: None for now, she is a drifter.<br><br>Personality: As expected of an individual who grew up in this wild and chaotic world, Issa is alert and observant. She thrives under pressure and in difficult situations; whenever she is idle she becomes confused, agitated, and at times downright intolerable.<br>While she may come across as arrogant and haughty, by nature Issa is a an emphatic protector, always ready to aid the weak and vulnerable.<br><br>Back story:<br>Issa was not always blind. In fact she can still picture the last festival she ever saw.&nbsp; At that point she was mostly blind, but that one night she could see her mother dancing around the fire as clear as day. She reached out to her daughter and they danced the night away. When she woke up the next morning she was greeted by darkness.<br>That was eighteen years ago.<br><br>Issa grew up as a gypsy, surrounded by a small but capable family of traveling wiccans, wanderers and rogues, all worshipers of the energies of the Earth. When she started losing her vision her family tried to use their gifts to heal her in vain. She would be lying if she said that she was unaffected by it, but Issa took to her fate relatively well. On some level she understood that losing her sight was both a gift and a curse. It was the price she would have to pay to gain a connection to the Earth Mother that even the most gifted witches in her family did not have. As her sight went she noticed that along with the sharpening of her other senses she developed other abilities such as a level of telepathy (limited to anything living or natural, even rocks), animal ken, and a shroud-like ability while forests (as if the trees themselves actively shielded her). These gifts became apparent to her family as well, and her training immediately resumed tenfold.<br>When Issa turned seventeen she felt compelled to leave her family and travel on her own. These abilities had been given to her for a reason, and she was not going to find it nestled comfortably in her family's arms.<br><br>Issa and her trust hawk named Sandata (Data for short) have been wandering ever since. Her travels seem to have no real pattern, simply hopping from caravan to caravan, but generally she seemed to gravitate towards groups of people in need, becoming either a miracle worker or purger of minor demon camps.<br><br>Because of her school of magic and background, she feels most at home with her feet on natural surfaces full of life and energies. It is through these energies that Issa is able to 'see' the world around her. Many acquaintances do not even notice her disability immediately.<br>Data also acts as her eyes, going beyond the range of her powers (which is about thirty meters all around) or to scout of entities of the undead which Issa cannot actually 'see' with her own senses.
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