The Great Evil ~{{Characters}}~
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				Title: <strong>The Great Evil ~{{Characters}}~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narianna</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 19:22:23</strong>
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				Interest Thread (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=96253.msg4182751#msg4182751)<br>OOC (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=96660.msg4199599#msg4199599)<br>IC (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=96676.msg4200314#msg4200314)<br><br><strong>Please use the following for your character profile:</strong><br><br>A picture is appreciated but not necessary if you have a detailed description of your character.<br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[size=12pt][b]Basic Attributes[/b][/size]<br><br>* [b]Given Name[/b]: <br><br>* [b]Gender[/b]: <br><br>* [b]Appearance[/b]:<br>- [u]Age[/u]: <br>- [u]Height[/u]: <br>- [u]Weight[/u]: <br>- [u]Hair Color/Style[/u]: <br>- [u]Eye Color[/u]: <br>- [u]Makeup[/u]: (If applicable)<br>- [u]Clothing[/u]:<br>- [u]Jewelry[/u]: (If applicable)<br><br>* [b]Race[/b]: <br><br>* [b]Race Description[/b]:<br><br>* [b]Physical Abilities/Limitations[/b]:<br><br>[size=12pt][b]Background[/b][/size]<br><br>Background here.<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>[size=12pt][b]Socioeconomic Class/Standing[/b][/size]<br><br>* [b]Class[/b]: <br><br>* [b]Religion[/b]: <br><br>* [b]Place of Birth[/b]: <br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>[size=12pt][b]Inventory[/b][/size]<br><br>* [b]Weapons[/b]: <br></code></pre><br><strong>Olympian Gods:</strong><br><br><del>Aphrodite</del>: Goddess of love, lust, sex and beauty, wife of Hephaestus. Ares is her lover. Eros is her son. Known as the most beautiful of the goddesses. Her symbols are the scepter, myrtle, and dove.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Aphrodite2.jpg)</div><br><del>Apollo</del>: God of music, prophecies, poetry, and archery. Also said to be the god of light and truth. Is associated with the sun. Also referred to as the most beautiful of the gods. He is Artemis's twin brother and son of Zeus. His symbols are the bow, lyre, and laurel.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Apollo2-1.jpg)</div><br><del>Ares</del>: God of war. Brother to Athena, and the son of Zeus. His symbols are vultures, dogs, boars, and a spear.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Ares2.jpg)</div><br><del>Artemis</del>: Goddess of the hunt and wild things. Protector of the young. She became associated with the moon. Apollo is her twin brother. Artemis is a virgin goddess. Her symbols are the bow and deer.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Artemis2.jpg)</div><br>Asclepius: The god of medicine and healing. He represents the healing aspect of the medical arts. His symbol is the serpent entwined staff.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Asclepius2.jpg)</div><br><del>Athena</del>: Goddess of wisdom, warfare, handicrafts and reason. Sister of Ares, and is the daughter of Zeus. She is the wisest of the gods. Her symbols are the owl and olive tree.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Athena2.jpg)</div><br>Demeter: Goddess of fertility, grain and harvest. Demeter is a daughter of Chronos and Rhea and sister of Zeus. Her symbols are the scepter, torch, and corn.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Demeter2.jpg)</div><br>Dionysus: God of wine, parties/festivals, madness and merriment. He represents not only the intoxicating power of wine, but also its social and beneficial influences. His symbols are the grape vine, ivy, and thyrsus.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Dionysus2.jpg)</div><br>Eros: God of lust, love, and sex. Son of Aphrodite and Ares. Consort to Psyche. His symbol is a quiver and arrows.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Eros2.jpg)</div><br><del>Hades</del>: God of the underworld. Brother of Poseidon and Zeus, and consort to Persephone. His symbols are the bident, the Helm of Darkness, and a three-headed dog.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Hades2.jpg)</div><br><del>Hephaestus</del>: God of fire and the forge (god of fire and smiths) with very weak legs. He was thrown off Mt. Olympus as a baby. He makes armor for the gods. Son of Hera and Zeus. Married to Aphrodite, but she doesn't like the fact that he's deformed and, as a result, is having an affair with Ares. His symbol is the hammer.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Hephaestus2.jpg)</div><br>Hera: Goddess of marriage, women and childbirth. Zeus's wife. Appears with peacock feathers often. Her symbols are the scepter, diadem, and peacock.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Hera2.jpg)</div><br><del>Hermes</del>: God of flight, thieves, commerce, and travelers. Messenger of the gods. He showed the way for the dead souls to Hades's realm. Likes to trick people and is very inventive. Hermes invented the lyre using a turtle shell and sinew. His symbols are the winged boots and helm and caduceus.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Hermes2.jpg)</div><br>Hestia: Goddess of the hearth and home, the focal point of every household. Daughter of Rhea and Chronos. Her symbol is the hearth.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Hestia2.jpg)</div><br><del>Pan</del>: The god of the wild, shepherds and flocks, of mountain wilds, hunting and rustic music, as well as the companion of the nymphs. His symbol is a curved row of small flutes.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Pan2.jpg)</div><br><del>Persephone</del>: Goddess of spring time. She became the consort of Hades when he becomes the deity that governs the underworld. Queen of the Underworld and a daughter of Demeter and Zeus. Her symbols are the pomegranate, white rose, and the flower narcissus.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Persephone2.jpg)</div><br><del>Poseidon</del>: God of the sea, horses and earthquakes. Brother of Hades and Zeus. Created horses from sea foam. His symbols are the trident, horse, bull, and sea foam.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Poseidon2.jpg)</div><br><del>Thanatos</del>: God of death and mortality. His symbol is the torch turned downward.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Thanatos.gif)</div><br>Zeus: King of the gods. Most powerful god. Son of Chronos. God of the sky and thunder. Brother of Poseidon and Hades. Husband of Hera. His symbols are the thunderbolt, eagle, and oak.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Zeus2.jpg)</div><br><strong>Sarians (Evil Gods)</strong>:<br><br>Benaul: God of pride and vanity. Husband of Nirituae and father of Lothmia. His symbol is a mirror.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Benaul2.jpg)</div><br>Gorbatu: God of disease and mutation. Brother of Vakortur and Zanaen. His symbol is a swarm of flies.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Gorbatu2.jpg)</div><br>Lothmia: Goddess of greed, envy, and corruption. Daughter of Benaul and Nirituae. Her symbol is a jewel encrusted crown.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Lothmia2.jpg)</div><br><del>Nirituae</del>: Goddess of hatred, bitterness, hostility, and prejudism. Wife of Benaul and mother to Lothmia. Her symbol is a heart of ice.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Nirituae2.jpg)</div><br>Satuimae: Goddess of trickery, betrayal, and deception. Wife of Vakortur and mother of Yuhid. Her symbol is a raven.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Satuimae2.jpg)</div><br><del>Turael</del>: Goddess of suffering and despair. Sister of Nirituae. Her symbol is a Cat-o-nine tails.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Turael2.jpg)</div><br>Vakortur: King of Sarians. God of Violence, cruelty, and blood lust. Husband of Satuimae and father of Yuhid. His symbol is a bloodied mace.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Vakortur2.jpg) <span class="bbc_u"><strong>Altered Form:</strong></span> (http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/VarkorturDemon2.jpg)</div><br>Yuhid: God of fear and paranoia. Son of Vakortur and Satuimae. His symbol is a black widow.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Yuhid2.jpg)</div><br><del>Zanaen</del>: God of anarchy, chaos, confusion, and insanity. Brother of Gorbatu and Vakortur. His symbol is eight arrows aligned in a radial pattern.<br><div align="center">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/Zanaen2.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Great Evil ~{{Characters}}~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KaiiVii</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 19:33:21</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Basic Attributes</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Given Name</strong>: Aleka Softlystepping<br><br>* <strong>Gender</strong>: Female<br><br>* <strong>Appearance</strong>: <br>- <span class="bbc_u">Age</span>: 25<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Height</span>:5'6"<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Weight</span>: 130<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Hair Color/Style</span>: Covered in thick golden fur with black spots and white highlights<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Eye Color</span>: Hazel<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Makeup</span>: ---<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Clothing</span>: Wears (if anything) strips of cloth belted around her waist to cover her backside and groin. Generally does not cover her chest but will do so around outsiders, usually just a strip of brown or black cloth wrapped around her chest. Does not wear anything when hunting. The cloth she does use can sometimes have golden patterns if she decides to interact with the world outside her forest.<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Jewelry</span>: Has a quartz crystal that is wrapped on one end with leather to hang from. She wears it on her neck at all times, and stores/draws energy from it. She has considered piercing an ear but must carve the perfect earring for it first.<br><br>* <strong>Race</strong>: Feline Anthro (Iberian Lynx)<br><br>* <strong>Race Description</strong>: Stands digigrade (legs like a feline) with pads/ retractable claws on hands and feet. Covered in fur with a short tail. Her face if that of the felines', complete with muzzle and cheek fluff. <br><br>* <strong>Physical Abilities/Limitations</strong>: She is strong and agile, well versed in hand to hand combat, and a good hunter. She is not fast compared to many and not as strong as many, and her short size can be a hindrance. She get tired easily as well. Tracking and music are great pastimes for her, as well as crafting instruments to barter with should she need. Animals tend to like her, even some prey animals if she works to appear nonthreatening. If she can get the idea across they might help her if they choose.<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Background</strong></span><br><br>Aleka was born with two other siblings. Her mother and father were both Lynxes as were all three of the triplets. They lived in a loose co-operation with other inhabitants of the wood but generally the family lived on their own. Her mother was a great musician and her father a grand hunter. Together they taught their children everything they knew. Aleka was the best at tracking and hunting although she could hold her own in musical skill as well. Never would she be as good a musician as either of her siblings though, who went on to become famous in their own right. On the night of becoming an Adult Aleka was given her second name and sent off into the world to make her own way and form her own family although she visits with parents and siblings from time to time. <br><br>Not long after she was on her own she decided to dedicate her life to the worship of Pan. When she did she discovered the quartz crystal, and swore to treasure it always.<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Socioeconomic Class/Standing</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Class</strong>: Hunter/Tracker/Instrument Maker<br><br>* <strong>Religion</strong>: Pan's Disciple<br><br>* <strong>Place of Birth</strong>: The Forests of Europe ( do we need more specific?)<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Inventory</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Weapons</strong>: Generally uses her own hands and claws to fight. She has a staff/walking stick that she traded for that has a blade hidden in one end and can be exposed to use the staff more like a glaive. Also has a hunting/skinning knife if that needed to be used.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Great Evil ~{{Characters}}~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bloodrose</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 19:40:08</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Basic Attributes</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Given Name</strong>: Phaedra<br><br>* <strong>Gender</strong>: Female<br><br>* <strong>Appearance</strong>: <br>(http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b75/white_rose30uk/71ECA22C8780A8A4A7B1FAC925728.jpg)<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Age</span>: 23<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Height</span>: 5ft 9inches<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Weight</span>: 130lbs<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Hair Color/Style</span>: long hair a rich golden brown, which falls down her back in rich waves.&nbsp; She usually wears it tied back, and is constantly tucking unruly tendrils back behind her ears<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Eye Color</span>:&nbsp; a deep hazel that in certain lights looks gold, and other times verges upon green<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Makeup</span>: (If applicable)wears very little makeup, just a little mascara to enhance her naturally long lashes, and a slick of rose coloured lipstick.<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Clothing</span>: she wears whatever is comfortable, and as she is usually tending plants, often is just in simple pants and loose fitting shirts. <br>- <span class="bbc_u">Jewelry</span>: (If applicable)She often has flowers threaded into her hair, which is the best jewelry to her but always has a silver filigree pendant on a leather thong around her neck&nbsp; <br><br>* <strong>Race</strong>: human with a quarter dryad&nbsp; <br><br>* <strong>Race Description</strong>: Dryads are tree nymphs<br><br>* <strong>Physical Abilities/Limitations</strong>: Phaedre is quite fit as she spends most of her time outdoors in the garden tending plants, as she has what is known as a ‘green thumb’ Plants thrive under her care, even ones that look half dead will revive if she cares for them, and her skills are much sought after by all who live in the area.&nbsp; She is not a fighter, has no skills with weapons, and abhors bloodshed, preferring to make peace through discourse. She thrives in spring and summer, but&nbsp; finds life difficult in autumn and especially winter.<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Background</strong></span><br><br>Phaedre has no idea that her grandmother was a dryad, all she knows is that her mother was found in the woods as a baby, as if she had been abandoned.&nbsp; Both she and her mother have an affinity with the woods, her mother in particular, whereas Phaedre’s affinity is broader, encompassing all plants.<br>She has lived in the English countryside all her life, growing and nurturing all things green.&nbsp; <br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Socioeconomic Class/Standing</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Class</strong>: Gardener<br><br>* <strong>Religion</strong>: worshipper of Persephone<br><br>* <strong>Place of Birth</strong>: England<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Inventory</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Weapons</strong>: She has no weapons, but her ability to make things grow could be enhanced by some magical means, so that she could use the plants around her to bind, or strangle, if necessary.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Great Evil ~{{Characters}}~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 19:47:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/56532.jpg?t=1296074848)</div>Name: Feldor Kelmaric<br>Race: elf<br>Age: 235<br>Gender: male<br>Sexuality: heterosexual<br>Height: 5'7"<br>Weight: 138 lbs<br>Hair: stark white hair running to between shoulder blades<br>Eyes: bright crystalline sky blue<br>Class: mage/fighter<br>Appearance: knee high soft leather boots in dark brown with grey pants tucked into them. Black leather belt with numerous pouches and a dagger sheath attached to it. Dark blue shirt with long billowy sleeves clamped down at the forearm by the leather and steel bracers. A forest green open vest with tails running almost down to the back of his knees. A golden head band worn across his forehead and above his ears to help keep the long white hair out of his face.<br><br>Equipment and abilities:<br><br>Bracers of protection: magically gives equivalent protection to full plate mail armor.<br>Dagger: just a standard 8" bladed double edged dagger.<br>Wand of force: his primary weapon this 12" long approx. 1" diameter piece of polish yew. It’s standard ability is a nearly invisible blade of force which can cut through most anything not protected by enchantments and functions as an enchanted bastard sword. Secondary abilities: by using charges it can create force walls and force bubbles.<br><br>Works Magic but does not use specified spells: uses fire, air, water, earth, and spirit in different combinations to produce desired results is only limited by imagination and available energy mostly personal, but can tap into flows of energy across the world like rivers of magical energy only visible to those that use it. The use of this magic has leeched the color out of his hair and changed his eye color to the sky blue<br><br>Also carries an elven longbow and quiver of arrows<br><br>Deity: Athena<br><br>Companion: White tiger which is a friend and partner not a pet or owned beast
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Great Evil ~{{Characters}}~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 19:49:56</strong>
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				Name: Zentius Yerodin<br>Nickname: the Nightterror, Terror<br><div class="floatleft">(http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQCSMl15-mL4HiTyPnMK7EEnI-CFH6bgbODKnc03-3TInTEe1YA)</div>Race: half-drow (Half human &amp; half dark elf)<br>Age: 27<br>Gender: male<br>Sexuality: heterosexual<br>Occupation: Assassin<br>Class: Psionicist<br>Height: 5’7”<br>Weight: 128 lbs<br>Hair: shoulder length white hair usually worn in a ponytail<br>Skin: charcoal black<br>Eyes: jet black (can become red almost demonic in appearance)<br>Appearance: wears black studded leather armor, black knee high leather boots with a soft sole, black soft leather gloves, and a long dark cloak with hood usually up to hide his face.<br><br>Background:<br>He was born the product of a rape, a drow raid on small human village, the commander of the raiding party raped a sixteen year old girl and left her for dead. Well she didn’t die and gave birth to Zentius 9 months later. She raised him out of responsibility, but never loved him. When he was 14 he discovered his unique abilities and ran away to learn how to properly use them. He found an old psionicist to teach him what he needed to know, and quickly discovered that he could use his powers to kill and could make good money killing for pay and thus became an assassin.<br><br>Skills / Abilities: very observant misses almost nothing of his surroundings, has studied plants and herbs intensively focusing on the making and refining of poisons to cause death or incapacitation.<br>As from elven heritage is naturally dexterous and agile, with keen hearing and eye sight with active infrared vision<br>Psionics:<br>Life drain: just what it sounds like, with physical touch he transfer life energy directly from another to himself, healing his own wounds or getting a temporary boost to life energy.<br>Death Field: by sacrificing some of his own life energy he do equal amount of damage to any thing living within a 15’ radius of him.<br>Cause Sleep: can cause a single target to go to sleep for as long as the power is maintained, on rare occasion (critical success) target will remain in a normal sleep without maintenance.<br>Body Control: can adapt his body to harmful environments, can breath under water, or in poisonous gas without ill effect.<br>Body Weaponry: can cause hands and arms to actually become various nonmagical melee weapons.<br>Flesh Armor: can cause skin harden and become resistant to physical injury, as if protected by metal armor.<br>Cell Adjustment: allows him to heal minor to moderate wounds in himself or others with concentration.<br>Body Equilibrium: allows him to make his almost completely weightless, allowing for slowed falling, easier climbing, and the ability to walk/run across short distances of water. Has the draw back of making him vulnerable to strong winds.<br>Telekinesis: The ability to move objects with power of his mind. The heavier the object the more draining it is.<br>Animate Object: Is essentially a refinement of telekinesis, making objects seem to come alive, chairs or tables to walk attack and grab.<br>Control Body: Through the use of telekinesis, take over control of another’s body and work them like a puppet.<br>Control Flames: Can control flames, get larger or smaller, change shape and move around leaving its original source.<br>Molecular Agitation: Using telekinesis to cause rapid or slowed movement of the molecules of any object. Rapid movement causes increased heat and with time can cause flames. Slowing movement reduces heat can cause extreme cold and brittleness.<br>Invincible Foes: Can either cause an opponent to believe that there is no way to win the fight against a selected subject, or make one enemy believe that the next hit will kill him outright.<br>Truthear: Has a high possibility to detect lies.<br>Inflict Pain: Can cause intense pain as if all the nerves are on fire or double the intensity of pain caused by injures.<br><br>Leather armor is enchanted for better protection and bestowed with chameleon power allowing him to blend almost perfectly with his surroundings.<br><br>Carries a dagger nothing special, just an 8” double edged razor sharp dagger. Also carries a hand crossbow for launching his poison darts, with variety of poisons. Also has a scimitar, which has been enchanted with cold powers, it will protect its wielder from fire by absorbing a great deal of heat energy and in return will send an equal amount of cold energy back at the source of the fire attack.<br><br>His view on life is quite simple, he has never experienced love; therefore, does not believe it is possible. He goes into every situation looking to see how he can gain from it, be it money, pleasure, fame, knowledge, etc. He can be fiercely loyal, but don’t cross him. Once he accepts a contract, he never breaks it. His greatest goal in life is to find and kill his father. <br><br>Deity: Nirituae
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Great Evil ~{{Characters}}~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightBlade</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 21:27:59</strong>
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				Basic Attributes<br><br>* Given Name: Elic Stemis<br><br>* Gender: Male<br><br>* Appearance:<br>- Age: 27<br>- Height: 5'6<br>- Weight: 155<br>- Hair Color/Style: Messy short purplish hair<br>- Eye Color: purple <br>- Makeup: none<br>- Clothing: He usually wears a tightish black sleeveless shirt, With black hairs.<br>- Jewelry: He wears an amulet with the caduceus symbol on it.<br><br>* Race: Human<br><br>* Physical Abilities/Limitations: He is good at stealth. He is a pickpocket and a thief. He is a strong runner and climber. His will is strong and not easily broken. He is smart and knows when the fight is to much for him.&nbsp; He has no magical powers. His power is in his Stealth and has the ability to seem invisible.<br><br>Background<br><br>Elic grew up alone, he has no idea who his father or mother are. He had very little so he resorted to stealing to make it by. He started to take larger risks for the better awards. He was once found by the guards, so he was forced to flee the town for his own safety. He run for a full two days straight. He was scared and did not know what to do. As he was running he fell and before him was an amulet with the Caduceus on it . This amulet started his life anew. He started to pray to the god Hermes. From that point on it seemed that he was stronger and faster. He started to train in the art of Knife play. After he felt that his skills had improved he returned to his hometown. There he tested his skills, He made himself seem invisible in the crowed marketplace. He broke into the mayors manor and got out without being caught. Everytime he does something that he believes that he could not do alone he would pull out his amulet and pray to Hermes.<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Socioeconomic Class/Standing<br><br>* Class: Theif<br><br>* Religion: Worships Hermes<br><br>* Place of Birth: Unknown <br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Inventory<br><br>* Weapons: He has one blade that is 15 1/4 In long. Other than that he has a pouch filled with thieving tool and small throwing knifes
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Great Evil ~{{Characters}}~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xilian</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 22:25:39</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Basic Attributes</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Given Name</strong>: Zilior Vinezian<br><br>* <strong>Gender</strong>: Male<br><br>* <strong>Appearance</strong>:(http://img440.imageshack.us/img440/3319/fantasy20elf20warrior.jpg)<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Age</span>: 24<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Sexuality</span>: heterosexual<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Height</span>: 6 feet and 3 inches<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Weight</span>: 140 pounds<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Hair Color/Style</span>: Blond<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Eye Color</span>: Blue<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Clothing</span>: A grey mantle with a white shirt and torn blue pants underneath<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Jewelry</span>: A golden ring with elvish signs on it<br><br>* <strong>Race</strong>: Half-elf<br><br>* <strong>Race Description</strong>: half-elfs live longer than humans and shorter than elfs. They rarely posses magical powers and if they do posses some than it is limited to things like... creating light, making illusions,...<br><br>* <strong>Physical Abilities/Limitations</strong>: A great advantage that always made the other elfs he grew up with envy him is his incredible speed. He is also said to have a great skill with his bow. He once actually hit a dragonfly while being chased by a flock of wild boars. he did it to show-off, but he also pulled it off so...<br><br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Background</strong></span><br><br>Zilior was born and raised in the village Xantusio. At least... that was what he was told until he became 10. Some of the elfs he used to play with, were pointing at him and were making strange faces. When he greeted them and runned towards them, they yelled 'Stay away, you halfblood! Why don't you go and play with some stinky humans? That way we don't have to look at your ugly face!'. In shock he replied,'W...what are you talking about...?'. the next words were burned in his mind forever... 'Your parents are ashamed that they ever took you in, we've heard them talking about it!'<br>Ever since that moment he became cold-hearted. He denied his emotions, because if he didn't he was afraid he'd collapse. On the age of 16 he took off and started traveling all around the country. It was not much later when he met Ollowain, who would become his teacher in both archery and dagger-fighting. He also taught him to worship Apollo. Zilior took this very serious. Ollowain was a human with the age of 41 which was pretty old for a human. Even though his age, he looked healthier then many other men. 3 years later, - after the hunt - Zilior found Ollowain hanging on a rope, his heart ripped out and his arm shattered. A group of trolls had brutally murdered the man who Zilior saw as the closest thing to familly he had. Ever since, he started travelling once again.<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Socioeconomic Class/Standing</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Class</strong>: Hunter<br><br>* <strong>Religion</strong>: Apollo<br><br>* <strong>Place of Birth</strong>: Unknown. He was raised by elfs who found him stranded at a beach.<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Inventory</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Weapons</strong>: Bow and a dagger
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Great Evil ~{{Characters}}~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nooblet</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 00:45:36</strong>
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				<br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Basic Attributes</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Given Name</strong>: Gerik Seaborn<br><br>* <strong>Gender</strong>: Male<br><br>* <strong>Appearance</strong>:<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Age</span>: 26<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Height</span>: 6'1<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Weight</span>: 185<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Hair Color/Style</span>: Unkempt golden blonde hair<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Eye Color</span>: Deep sea blue<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Makeup</span>: None<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Clothing</span>: At sea: Comfortable fitting linen pants and loose fitting linen vest, both of a light blue color. On land: Trades out vest for a tight fitting shirt, and wears soft leather boots. For battle: Places hard leather armor over-top his clothing.<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Jewelry</span>: None<br><br>* <strong>Race</strong>: Half-Elf<br><br>* <strong>Race Description</strong>: A cross between elf and human.<br><br>* <strong>Physical Abilities/Limitations</strong>: Is a strong fighter and a great climber. Has a natural skill with horses and horseback riding. Is a good sailor, and a powerfull swimmer, and can predict when a storm is coming. Has no magical powers at all, and is naturally wary of most magic. Can be on the reckless side, having learned to master any fears.<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Background</strong></span><br><br>Gerik was born on a ship. He grew up on the sea for many years, learning the ways of a sailor and a fighter and learning to worship Poseidon. After a hard fought battle with pirates the ship he had grown up on was sunk, and his family killed with it. Gerik, a mere fourteen years old, had managed to escape death and swam away from his sinking home. Weary and near-death Gerik was found hours later by another ship and was taken aboard. He was dropped off at the first port the ship came accross. There Gerik remained for six years, working as a guard and searching for what to do with himself. In those six years he learned the arts of horsemanship, and how to wield the spear. Gerik spent nearly all of his savings for a custom made weapon, a beautifully crafted trident-spear that Gerik wished to use in honor of the God he worshiped. It wasnt long after that when a man came into town, seeking to hire a crew for a newly built ship. He found out that Gerik not only had past experience, but that Gerik also worshiped Poseidon. Gerik was convinced to joining the crew, and was once more sailing the world. He has spent three years on the Sea's Wrath, sailing all accross the known world, all the while paying tribute to Poseidon.<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Socioeconomic Class/Standing</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Class</strong>: Fighter/Sailor<br><br>* <strong>Religion</strong>: Worships Poseidon<br><br>* <strong>Place of Birth</strong>: A ship.<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Inventory</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Weapons</strong>: He wields a trident-spear, in honor of Poseidon. Along with that he has two cutless' on his side at most times. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Great Evil ~{{Characters}}~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 01:27:16</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Basic Attributes</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Given Name</strong>:&nbsp; Arya Angelicus<br><br>* <strong>Gender</strong>:&nbsp; Female<br><br>* <strong>Appearance</strong>:&nbsp; (http://www.tentaclearmada.com/images/figures/dark_elf_female/sm-dark-elf-female-01.jpg)&nbsp; ((The only elf woman pic I actually liked that would fit here.))<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Age</span>:&nbsp; 125<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Height</span>:&nbsp; 5 foot 8 inches<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Weight</span>:&nbsp; 135 pounds<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Hair Color/Style</span>:&nbsp; Silver, long and flowing over her back<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Eye Color</span>:&nbsp; Deep sea green<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Makeup</span>: She wears exotic perfumes specially blended to instill feelings of desire and lust for her but not to the point people forget what they are about or anything.&nbsp; Beyond that she needs none or wishes none usually.<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Clothing</span>:&nbsp; If she could get away with it, Arya would prefer to remain in the nude at all times but barring that she wears as little as she can get away with in polite society.&nbsp; Skimpy and lacy affairs that show off her curves rather than conceals them.&nbsp; Translucent robes, silk undergarments, things like that.<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Jewelry</span>: Two small earrings and a piercing through her clit are the only things she usually keeps on at all times, all of which are made of silver.<br><br>* <strong>Race</strong>:&nbsp; Light elf<br><br>* <strong>Race Description</strong>:&nbsp; Being light elf means she can see in the dark, infrared vision or the power to see some heat patterns, (not near the level of a Drow though,) and longevity as well as a dexterous and agile body that's stronger than it appears.&nbsp; While not a warrior, Arya is faster and stronger than a normal human.<br><br>* <strong>Physical Abilities/Limitations</strong>:&nbsp; There isn't really a lot that limits Arya other than her lack of warrior trained muscles and mind.&nbsp; Her mind is sharp as a tack and she knows how to use her good looks to get what she wants, but beyond that there isn't much out of the ordinary with this unusual elf.&nbsp; Most elves don't flaunt themselves as she does in the name of her goddess, but again Arya likes to push the boundaries a bit....a lot when she can.<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Background</strong></span>&nbsp; Arya Angelicus was always pushing things too far when she was growing up.&nbsp; Her parents had no idea where she got her attitude from, but they knew where she belonged given her very open nature and her sexually charged personality.&nbsp; Her parents, though sad to let her leave, helped her to become a member of Aphrodite's growing church in a local chapter in their home state, though that involved moving to the city of Chicago.&nbsp; Still, Arya had found her calling and had been happy ever since the move.<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Socioeconomic Class/Standing</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Class</strong>:&nbsp; Cleric and sacred priestess.<br><br>* <strong>Religion</strong>:&nbsp; Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love, Beauty, Lust, and Desire.<br><br>* <strong>Place of Birth</strong>:&nbsp; In the forests of the state of Illinois.<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Inventory</strong></span>&nbsp; Potion bottles full of healing liquids, aphrodisiacs, perfumes, massage oils, and other things of the like Arya keeps on hand for every occasion.&nbsp; Beyond that clothes that accentuate her figure and toys she keeps in a bag of holding on her belt.<br><br>* <strong>Weapons</strong>: Being a member of Aphrodite's church, Arya wields a whip that not only flays skin from a person's body but it is enchanted to also instill large doses of pleasure that only stacks up each time they get hit with it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Great Evil ~{{Characters}}~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelsDemonsCode</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 10:37:02</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Basic Attributes</strong></span><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://th08.deviantart.net/fs39/PRE/f/2008/315/b/5/greek_woman_by_El_Inker.jpg)</div>* <strong>Given Name</strong>: Antheia Aiolos.<br><br>* <strong>Gender</strong>: Female<br><br>* <strong>Appearance</strong>:<br><br>- <span class="bbc_u">Age</span>: 27-years-old.<br><br>- <span class="bbc_u">Height</span>: 5 feet and 7 inches.<br><br>- <span class="bbc_u">Weight</span>: 145 pounds.<br><br>- <span class="bbc_u">Hair Color/Style</span>: Her hair is an odd dark-gray that is long and often unruly since she doesn't pay attention to it when she is concentrated on her work. She keeps it held back with a circlet (http://www.ingasbo.com/images/vines_simple_cropped.jpg) she wears on her head and pulls it into a pony tail.<br><br>- <span class="bbc_u">Eye Color</span>: Pale blue.<br><br>- <span class="bbc_u">Makeup</span>: N/A.<br><br>- <span class="bbc_u">Clothing</span>: A simple white tunic that reaches her knees. It has been dirtied by her work in forging and crafting, leather sandals and a gray cotton clock she wears at all times to cover her form.<br><br>- <span class="bbc_u">Jewelry</span>: A simple fire pendant (http://www.martymagic.com/images/Treble%20Clef%20Opal%20Pendant%20028.JPG) that she crafted herself in order to show her devotion to Hephaestus, the God of Forgery and Fire. It glows with a fire due to the effort and will she exerted into it in order to show her worth to the God.<br><br>* <strong>Race</strong>: Mortal Human.<br><br>* <strong>Race Description</strong>: Does not have any born powers or magic at all but when determined, they can do amazing things out of sheer willpower. Live short lives and are the prime source of worship for the Gods and Goddesses.<br><br>* <strong>Physical Abilities/Limitations</strong>: She is smart and quick-witted, always thinking on her feet and is sure to be at least a step ahead of everyone. She is fast and agile, having quick reflexes. A master forger, she can make amazing weapons or jewelry or craft if given the&nbsp; proper material and time. She can even make things that shouldn't be possible to be made but she can when she puts enough effort and her will to the time of building it. <br><br>Antheia is not strong at all due to her small frame and does not have any training whatsoever for fighting. She is easily scared by things and is quick to become nervous when something she cannot understand happens. Antheia would rather hide and face battle. Easily frustrated when things do not go her way or if it becomes too stressful. Antheia depends too much on her intellect to get her out of messes.<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Background</strong></span><br><br>Born on the Island of Crete to a large family of simple farmers, Antheia was shown at an early age to be an intelligent thing who thirsted for knowledge. Though not allowed to have an education due to both her gender and the lack of funds her family had, her parents struggled to give her answers and help her think. It was disapproved by some people there that Antheia was being taught things when she should be getting ready for marriage and housekeeping but she was happy and grateful to be given a chance to study and think. She helped around the house when not studying or practicing with her limited education.<br><br>When she was 16-years-old, as her parents left to tend to the animals at the hill, she discovered a forger passing by her home carrying their crafted items that she never saw before. She asked, out of curiosity, what it was and the person explained her what they did for a living and how.<br><br>Charmed by the idea of being able to create and build things, Antheia begged her parents to be taught by a relatives of theirs who lived somewhere at the island in another place who was also a forger and a good one at that. They reluctantly allowed her to go when she turned 17-years-old a year later and she flourished under the eccentric but brilliant man's care. She got the handle of forging a few months into her stay with the man and became a follower of Hephaestus during her time there with her relative. She created the fire pendant to show her loyalty to Hephaestus and that was the first time she exerted her will into something.<br><br>She studied her ability and has been trying to do it in all her works ever since but has only been able to do it once or twice in her life when the item she is making is truly and <em>utterly</em> important for herself or for someone else. Nevertheless, her relative was impressed with the girl and knew great things were to come for her one day. When the man peacefully passed away in his sleep, she took over his business of crafts making and has been living there in the town ever since.<br><br><div align="center">--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Socioeconomic Class/Standing</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Class</strong>: Craft Maker/Weapon Forger.<br><br>* <strong>Religion</strong>: Disciple of Hephaestus.<br><br>* <strong>Place of Birth</strong>: Island of Crete.<br><br><div align="center">--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Inventory</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Weapons</strong>: None bus she is planning ambitiously to find a way to create a clasp (http://www.irlbrl.com/andrea/blog/uploaded_images/Shikon_clasp2-770334.jpg) that when it is on her cloak it can make her invisible to the eye when she fastens it on herself. However, it doesn't stop people from <em>hearing</em> her and she hasn't solved that problem yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Great Evil ~{{Characters}}~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MarcothTalos</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 07:00:42</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Basic Attributes</strong></span><br><br><br><br><br>* <strong>Given Name</strong>:Akribos "Akri" Talos<br><br>* <strong>Gender</strong>:Males<br><br>* <strong>Appearance</strong>:<br>(http://www.dailystab.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/spartacus_blood_and_sand.jpg) (http://www.scifiscoop.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/spartacus-1.jpg)<br><br>- <span class="bbc_u">Age</span>: The exact age unknown to most all who know of him, well into the hundred of millions of years.<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Height</span>: 6'10"<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Weight</span>: 325lbs.<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Hair Color/Style</span>:Black in a straight long look reaching his mid neck, or just his very large shoulders. Keeps a light scruff for a beard.<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Eye Color</span>:bright luminescent blue.<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Clothing</span>:Keeping to the traditions of his older culture from the Titan Era. A simple lower half armor greaves and plated armor over his thighs, just above his knees is the only thing bare for flexibility. Arm guards of bronzed blessed armor. A large shield baring the symbol of the old lands, looking most like a standard issue shield of the current armies, with the exception of its power. He wears a bronze helmet which is again blessed and hides move of a large jagged scar over his right cheek that run along the right side of his head stopping behind the ear. Where he was marked for his crimes of being a Titan temple guardian.<br><br>- <span class="bbc_u">Jewelry</span>: Down his faces right side there are three gold rings that lace through his skin on either side of the long scar. Gifts given from Turael to show him that the goddess of despair and suffering embraced his disfigured looks. They also kept the old blessing of the Titan he served making him one of the oldest human's to ever live. His immortality for his vengeance.<br><br>* <strong>Race</strong>:Human<br><br>* <strong>Race Description</strong>:Human guardian bless by Menoitios to live, as many of the guardians were blessed, to gain vengeance for his death. Akribos was the last of this line, because he was the only one smart enough, or determined enough, to worship one of the Sarian Gods to keep his immortality. <br><br>* <strong>Physical Abilities/Limitations</strong>:Stronger and faster than even the mightiest of mortal warriors of the time. Having millions of years worth of battling for Menoitios and fighting for the goddess Turael and her sister Nirituae whenever he was summoned. Loyalty it seemed was on quality that an old worshiper of the Titan who was known for violent anger and senseless rash action. He can withstand incredible punishment, his skin slightly more resistant to being cut (think heavy leather armor like skin), and his ability to heal in a hour what would take a normal human weeks to heal from. He is highly viscous and often times called a spear head in the armies who fought with him. He would rush ahead and fight groups of men by himself, he truly was bless by the Goddess to have no fear of anything but failing her after she showed him why she was known for despair and suffering. He was also raised as a mortal in his time to withstand all pain that could enter his body, and over the course of a few million years, he perfected it. Basically he can withstand all forms of mind manipulation, pain or false pain causing, and will only really stop once he has lost enough blood that he has to pass out, or someone or thing finds a way to knock out a being with a helm that is blessed by a being older than the Olympians.&nbsp; His only real limitation on being affective, often times his rage, he has been known to forget objectives and rush forward to kill more enemies and at times would be brought down after putting up a fight. Leaving him out for a hour to heal up, the goddess made sure to remind him not to fail, he often was shocked he didn't scar from her wrath.<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Background</strong></span><br><br>Menoitios was the Titan of pure rash action, violent anger, and human morality, the irony of him making his guardians immortal to gain vengeance on Zeus for slaying him. Though the one known as Akribos was not his finest warrior for his lack of control over his bloodlust on the battle field, he was the only one who figured out how they were being attacked by Zeus, they still tried to worship a dead Titan. Zeus having killed the Titan heard their prayers instead and came down upon them all, Akribos barely escaped with his life, and a nasty scare over the side of his head from one of the mighty lightning bolts that Zeus no doubt thought he took his head off with. <br><br>Akribos escaped the wrath of being found alive by turning to the Sarian Goddes who heard his shouts of suffering no doubt like music to her ears. Akribos pledged his life and his body to the service of the goddess protecting her temples as a ruthless torture artist and warrior. He swore to serve the goddess of despair without question in the promise that when the Sarian's brought Zeus down, that Akribos would be in the final battle, at least to have a chance to get the killing blow on the self-righteous prick called Zeus. Remaining hidden for thousands and hundred of thousands of years by worshiping Turael, Akribos also had to bargain with the goddess, he was after all a worshiper of the Titans at one time.<br><br>Akribos swore his weapons from the old gods, his skills in battle, his mind, his body, his soul to the goddess to make him suffer or serve as she pleased. His oath is bounding and out of his control to change with the goddess alive, if she were to die though, Akribos would be killed as well as a sworn guardian who would serve till death, hers or his.<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Socioeconomic Class/Standing</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Class</strong>: Servant to the Goddess, Temple Guardian, Lower General of Turael's personal guardians, in public eye he no doubt would stand up as a warrior/mercenary.<br><br>* <strong>Religion</strong>: Guardian of Turael. Loyal beyond question.<br><br>* <strong>Place of Birth</strong>:Unknown, he can't even remember after a million upon million years of war.<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Inventory</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Weapons</strong>: He is incredibly strong even without the powers of his guardian armor and his large 8 foot long spear. The shaft of the spear was made from wood, but it never broke, another gift of the old ways, and he wielded it like an animal on the battle field, his next best weapons was the serrated blade on his belt below his chiseled always bare torso. It is a good 20 inches long and curved backwards. The sword is razor sharp even with its completely serrated edge, being blessed with the ability to turn steel into paper, with a complete cover around the grip. The only other weapons he would ever use is a large wood staff that is his spear after he removes the head.<br><br>(http://www.preferredarms.com/images/weapons/large/polearms/3-Greek-Spear.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Great Evil ~{{Characters}}~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Starlequin</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 11:56:05</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Basic Attributes</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Given Name</strong>: Zedd Witlock<br><br>* <strong>Gender</strong>: Male<br><br>* <strong>Appearance</strong>:<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Age</span>: 26<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Height</span>: 5'10<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Weight</span>: 148 lbs<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Hair Color/Style</span>: Dark black hair with shockingly blond tips, cut and cropped short and neat<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Eye Color</span>: Blue<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Makeup</span>: N/A<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Clothing</span>: Usually wears a simple, thick, dark blue vest worn open over his bare chest, and a pair of heavy, baggy knee-length shorts with a pair of ankle-cuffed leather boots and (occasionally) a pair of snug, cuffed leather gloves<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Jewelry</span>: (If applicable) Wears a plain silver band with an image of a wolf etched into its surface on his right ring finger, and a single earring consisting of a small piece of cut-smooth amethyst on a short chain in his left ear.<br><br>* <strong>Race</strong>: Human<br><br>* <strong>Race Description</strong>: Dangerously clever, moderately evolved primates<br><br>* <strong>Physical Abilities/Limitations</strong>: Reasonably physically fit, Zedd has the average speed and strength of a normal human male with no outstanding or remarkable physical abilities, but he is surprisingly deft with magic, particularly shadows, earth, and wind. He doesn't often seek out violence or conflict more serious than an old fashioned, down-and-dirty bar fight, but he is more than willing to stand up to someone he feels is threatening or bullying someone innocent or weaker than themselves. Zedd possesses little in the way of martial arts training, but is a formidable brawler and a capable knife-fighter, and years of practice has made him an excellent marksman with his primary weapon, a slingshot.<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Background</strong></span><br><br>Zedd was born in Vancouver, Canada, the only son of a wealthy merchant and his wife. From a young age, Zedd felt an intense discomfort at seeing his parents' callous disregard for those less fortunate, and chafed at the many rules and protocols that seemed to have no purpose other than to keep him shackled under his parents' thumbs. His childhood was largely spent under the care of various nannies and governesses, and when he was old enough, tutors. His parents ensured their little heir was thoroughly educated in as many subjects as could be fit into a day, including history, the sciences, and magic. As Zedd would later bitterly recall, it was one of the few decent things his parents ever did for him.<br><br>During his sixteenth year, he snuck out of his family's home and hitched his way south across America down to Mexico. His parents made token efforts to recover him, but were more concerned with silencing any hint of scandal than reuniting with their son; a few months after his disappearance, they held a quiet funeral with an empty casket and returned to their aristocratic routine.<br><br>After reaching Mexico, Zedd bounced around from town to town, usually finding simple work with local construction crews or merchant caravans. For Zedd, the sheer freedom of going where he wished whenever he pleased was tantamount to paradise. The next six years were largely uneventful, the monotony of brutal daily labor interrupted only by the occasional bar brawl or street fight, until Zedd came to a small town called San Lobos. It was there he met a young woman named Maria, a raven-haired beauty who ran a small orphanage dedicated to her patron goddess, Artemis, and she convinced him to become a sort of general handyman for the dilapidated old children's home. The children quickly grew to love him, and he them, and a passionate romance soon blossomed between Zedd and Maria.<br><br>Unfortunately, one stormy night, a wild lightning strike caused a fire to break out in the orphanage's attic. The blaze spread quickly, and before anyone could react, several of the older children -- as well as Maria -- were swallowed up by the inferno. Zedd and many of the townsmen worked to save as many of the children as they could, but the home was soon lost to the flames. He was forced to watch with the rest of the town as the remains of the orphanage burned to cinders.<br><br>Over the next few months, Zedd rebuilt the orphanage and became the children's teacher and guardian. It's been almost a year now since the night of the fire, and Zedd's dreams have slowly become more disturbing with every passing night...<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Socioeconomic Class/Standing</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Class</strong>: Teacher<br><br>* <strong>Religion</strong>: Worships Artemis<br><br>* <strong>Place of Birth</strong>: Vancouver, Canada<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Inventory</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Weapons</strong>: Zedd carries a small but powerful slingshot with a rather sizable supply of steel ball bearings, a simple 6" dagger, a rudimentary magnifying glass and a long length of thin, strong fishing line.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Great Evil ~{{Characters}}~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Skyrider</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 12:24:57</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Basic Attributes</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Given Name</strong>: Anthimus<br><br>* <strong>Gender</strong>: Male<br><br>* <strong>Appearance</strong>: Left:&nbsp; Human Look/Right: Transformed Look<br>(http://www.abandomoviez.net/reportajes/crow/brandon_lee_kyle_anderson__arquivoantigo_bgm23092004.jpg) (http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q125/schwaerze/vincent%20valentine/51.jpg)<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Age</span>: 21<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Height</span>: 6'0<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Weight</span>: 220 lbs<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Hair Color/Style</span>: Black/ Slightly messy, wavy at shoulder length<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Eye Color</span>: Left eye Red/Right eye Black<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Makeup</span>: White Face paint covering almost his entire face with simple black designs around his eyes and lips.<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Clothing</span>: Usually seen wearing a black hooded coat that reaches down to his feet.&nbsp; Black skin-tight leather pants and boots with steel plating covering it.&nbsp; He wears no shirt under his coat.<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Jewelry</span>: Golden Pendant<br>(http://images.cosplay.com/data/18/wd-pendant.jpg)<br>* <strong>Race</strong>: Broodling<br><br>* <strong>Race Description</strong>: Half Human, Half Dragon.&nbsp; Crossbreed usually with the appearance of a humanoid with scales and/or other dragon like features.<br><br>* <strong>Physical Abilities</strong>:<br><strong>Transmogrification</strong>: Capable of transforming any part of his body into a more Dragon like appearance at will, such as turning his hands into claws, sprouting wings, or covering most of his body in its scales.&nbsp; His Wings grant him the ability to fly.&nbsp; His scales (specifically the scales on his hands and arms) are as hard as steel, capable of deflecting most physical attacks and some minor attack spells.&nbsp; His claws are just as hard as his scales, allowing him to easily slash through wood and stone.<br><strong>As a Human</strong>, Anthimus has a greater strength, stamina, and agility of a normal human with an athletic build.&nbsp; He can last twice as long than most humans while partaking in strenuous activity and hard labor. Also due to his Dragon Blood, he possesses a high tolerance to heat, being able to stick his hand into a campfire without getting burned.<br><strong>While Fully Transformed</strong>: His strength, stamina, and agility is almost doubled.<br><strong>Limitations/Weaknesses/Drawbacks</strong>: Anthimus can only transform his whole body when he is extremely angry.&nbsp; When fully transformed though, his rage causes him to go completely berserk and attack anything and anyone within his area.&nbsp; While his arms can act as his shield, Anthimus is still vulnerable to physical weapons anywhere else on his body.<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Background</strong></span><br><br>Born of a Human mother and a Father Dragon, Anthimus has been an outcast since his childhood in his home village.&nbsp; The adults were so afraid of him, they would tell stories to their children of Anthimus being a demon child and that they shouldn't come near him.&nbsp; Due to this the only friend he's ever known was his mother.&nbsp; She tried her best to make a life for them, but the villagers even shunned her for being "tainted" by a Dragon.&nbsp; Anthimus's father was killed before he was born, not giving him the chance to even know him.&nbsp; The only thing that was left of his father was a pendant that his mother wore all the time.<br><br>When Anthimus turned 12, he managed to make a friend of a village girl who didn't see him as scary.&nbsp; For a time he finally knew what it felt like to have a real friend, but the feeling wasn't going to last.&nbsp; Some months later, the girl suddenly became gravely ill and passed away.&nbsp; When Anthimus attempted to see her one last time, the villagers automatically blamed him for her death, thinking that he brought a plague that would eventually take all of them.&nbsp; Out of shear fear and paranoia, the villagers chained and bounded him at the village center with the intent of killing him to prevent the plague.&nbsp; His mother attempted to stop the villagers, but her pleas only enticed the villagers even more, this time throwing the blame, and stones at her.&nbsp; The riot became so intense, the villagers ended up stoning Anthimus's mother to death, forcing him to witness the whole event.<br><br>With the sight of his mother's dead body before him, Anthimus couldn't take it any longer and snapped into a fit of pure rage.&nbsp; Breaking his chains and fully transforming for the first time, he retaliated at full force and massacred the entire village, destroying all of the buildings and killing everyone in bloodlust.&nbsp; When the dust finally calmed down and cleared, all that was left was an emotionless looking Anthimus covered in blood and surrounded by dozens of dead bodies.<br><br>A few days later, an Acolyte of Thanatos arrived at the village.&nbsp; The first thing he noticed was a young boy kneeling down in front of dozens of graves, his eyes showing no signs of life as he gazed at one of the graves covered with flowers.&nbsp; When the Acolyte spoke with Anthimus, he learned of what had transpired in the now dead village.&nbsp; How his only friend passed away.&nbsp; His mother was brutally killed before his eyes.&nbsp; And how he slaughter everyone and buried them.&nbsp; After hearing his story, the Acolyte saw how death now had a strong hold on him, and knew that Anthimus needed a place to be.&nbsp; By night's fall, The Acolyte began his journey back to the Temples of Thanatos.&nbsp; Anthimus, taking only his father's pendant, followed closely behind.<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Socioeconomic Class/Standing</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Class</strong>: Acolyte/Fighter<br><br>* <strong>Religion</strong>: Disciple of Thanatos<br><br>* <strong>Place of Birth</strong>: Isle of Eire<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Inventory</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Weapons</strong>: Anthimus's weapon of choice is his Dragon Claws and Scales.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Great Evil ~{{Characters}}~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drake Valentine</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 22:34:01</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Basic Attributes</strong></span><br>* <strong>Given Name</strong>: <br>Raziel<br><br>* <strong>Gender</strong>: <br>Male<br><br>* <strong>Appearance</strong>:<br>(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Morkael/g-jnt-tour-book-2.jpg)<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Age</span>:<br>Twenty-three <br>- <span class="bbc_u">Height</span>:<br>5’9” <br>- <span class="bbc_u">Weight</span>: <br>145lbs<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Hair Color/Style</span>: <br>Copper / style varies, sometimes it is parted, others tossled, and now and then it may be ruffed and spiked up. <br>- <span class="bbc_u">Eye Color</span>: <br>Copper<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Makeup</span>: (If applicable)<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Clothing</span>:<br>He dresses often in tighter and lighter fitted clothing, nothing that would provide much comfort as he likes to move freely and also doesn’t like leaving his opponents capable of grappling onto much from him.<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Jewelry</span>: <br><br><strong>Race</strong>: <br>Tainted Human<br><br>* <strong>Race Description</strong>:<br>Divine touched, whether out of admiration, scorn, or something other. Their limitations as ordinary humans are extended, but in the end, they still are only human. The term tainted often comes from the fear or envy ordinary humans may have when perceiving such beings. Most of those whom are ‘tainted’ can usually be spotted from their abnormities. <br><br>* <strong>Physical Abilities/Limitations</strong>:<br>&nbsp;Raziel is fit, however he isn't much physically strong nor does he rely on the use of his own strength. His body is agile and quick and with his training, he often uses that of others strength against them in physical confrontation. The lack of sight(if he doesn't want to go crazy) has also lowered his endurance, so he isn't the hardiest of combatants. Not being able to see hasn't limited him, if anything it may improved his own training through the years as he no longer has a need for sight to fight. He can 'see' perfectly fine of everything going on around him relying on his remaining senses. <br><br>* <strong>Tainted Gift:</strong><br><em>Eyes of Chaos:</em> A blessing or a curse, this ability presents answers to absolute truths. To see through illusions, pinpoint weaknesses, one may even think of it as a ’third’ eye. The limit? Insanity, on the wielder that is. This is something Raziel can’t control either and the only way he made it this far is by concealing his own eyes and living a life mostly in darkness. A tough road, but this too is something a Monk must overcome.&nbsp; <br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Background</strong></span><br><br>Raziel hadn't always bared the Eyes of Chaos, in fact, in his younger and nonreligious years he was your average Joe human. He came from a normal upbringing, a simple child of commoners. He has no fellow siblings or well, any that he may know about. His reasons of joining an monastery were also of his own; however another side of that story is the fact he didn't want to become too much of a burden upon his family with his father growing ill and the opportunities of labor also being scarce. Strategic escape from life's hardships? Perhaps.<br><br>But out of the frying pan and into the oven, as they would say. Out of all the temples one could devote themselves to, Raziel ended up with the one towards Zanaen. Even then he was still a young youth, a teenager, but perhaps ignorance in itself couldn't be bliss. His entire life was thrown into disarray, but maybe that too should been expected. Educated in the teachings of Chaos, trained in combat to be able to defend those principals he learned, and cast into hardship that often tested the waters of insanity for those fellow religious followers. Raziel's life was a live or die one, pitted against beasts, fellow apprentices, it was all more than enough to warp his own psychology on life.<br><br>One may even wondered how such a surviving devote may even happen to fall from grace of a 'normal' human being? Again, his wasn't by choice, it was from the madness of the Temple. Poor Raziel was cast into a room, where he was suppose to meditate and pay homage to his deity. He wasn't even allowed to leave till he had, as they may say, a vision. Perhaps this too was one of the steps of becoming a full fledge monk, but with his nerves and all he went through at still a young age, he just snapped.<br><br>Oh, sweet insanity, perhaps that in itself brought a blessing to Raziel or even a curse, depending how those wish to perceive it. The young man went on a rage, destroying everything within the room, art work from the ages defaced, book of valuable information ruined. Such instants would most likely otherwise result in death in any other given temple, none would be as bold to go about wrecking everything in such a 'holy' building. For Raziel, he was rewarded(if it can be called that), maybe the Deity found humor in his antics, maybe he was angered, only Zanaen would know the answer to such; however, when the other monks finally released Raziel from his captivity within that room, they were stunned as well.<br><br>Skin holding a golden hue, slitted snake eyes, and an aura of destruction around his entire being. The taint was there, though Raziel wasn't. The poor young man was on the verge of losing all mental sanity, now riddled with the touching of a divine's power. His eyes could see it, multiple answers riddled into one, could pursue the lifespan of those monks, their intentions, their hidden motives and agendas. He wanted to rip his eyes from his skull, but they didn't allow him. He was subdued, sedated, and later trained not to use his eyes once they ran several theorize tests upon him. Though they didn't injure him, such may be considered a greater blasphemy with one who received a 'blessing.'<br><br>Over those next extended years Raziel has lived a life of darkness, again trained to fight without relying on his eyes, how to use his other senses to perceive his surroundings. In addition to his training, he was forced to leave the monastery to broaden his own knowledge and to increase his experience in the world around him.&nbsp; Insane to cast a blind man out? Why of course, such teachings of Zanaen may bring applause; but even if it wasn't normal to other's perspectives, there was still a greater principal of all. Raziel's survival on his own would only prove that he was truly chosen by Zanaen, to carry a weight heavier than many may expect. <br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Socioeconomic Class/Standing</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Class</strong>: <br>Monk<br><br>* <strong>Religion</strong>: <br>Disciple of Zanaen<br><br>* <strong>Place of Birth</strong>: <br>Scandinavia <br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Inventory</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Weapons</strong>: <br>His entire body, other than that daggers and throwing knives and the occasional staff(walking stick). <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Great Evil ~{{Characters}}~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vathis</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 07:20:40</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Basic Attributes</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Given Name</strong>: Melvin Crockett<br><br>* <strong>Gender</strong>: Male<br><br>(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/MelvinCrockett.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/MelvinCrockett2.jpg)<br><br>* <strong>Appearance</strong>:<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Age</span>: 80 (Reference Race Description)<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Height</span>: 6’ 7”<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Weight</span>: 250<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Hair Color/Style</span>: Long and black<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Eye Color</span>: Blue<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Clothing</span>: Rarely wears shirt. Sometimes wears a cloak.<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Jewelry</span>: Powerful sterling silver belt buckle and a necklace holding a large sterling silver key<br><br>* <strong>Race</strong>: Merfolk<br><br>* <strong>Race Description</strong>: Merfolk were the only known original Atlanteans to survive the sinking of Atlantis since most of them were in the surrounding water at the time. Not much is known about this race since they spend most of their time in their cities below water, though few have chosen to dwell on land. On average, Merfolk live to be around 200 years of age.<br><br>* <strong>Physical Abilities/Limitations</strong>: Being Atlanteans, Merfolk are physically more fit, wider, taller, and muscular than normal humans. They also have a higher resistance to magic. Merfolk develop dry skin if away from moisture for long periods of time. Merfolk develop legs to replace their fins and lungs to replace their gills when on land. Gils in Merfolk reside in the nose. It takes about 5 minutes for these transitions to take place.<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Background</strong></span><br><br>Melvin was born the oldest son to two Merfolk. His parents decided upon the land dwelling lifestyle when Melvin was 25 years of age. Melvin and his younger brother decided to stay beneath the sea in the city of Tydonia. Melvin currently runs the city’s underwater morgue and helps ferry bodies to the River Styx as there is no burial or cremation for Merfolk.<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Socioeconomic Class/Standing</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Class</strong>: Mortician<br><br>* <strong>Religion</strong>: Disciple of Hades<br><br>* <strong>Place of Birth</strong>: Tydonia<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Inventory</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Weapons</strong>: Dagger and massive staff<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Great Evil ~{{Characters}}~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arioch</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 16:17:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcT231st21xdtZQIHWk3xuAtdQJIYw1-xtLVRSDYnV2-Ly1zkXMhrw)</div><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Basic Attributes</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Given Name</strong>: Drache Sturmfeuer<br><br>* <strong>Gender</strong>: Male<br><br>* <strong>Appearance</strong>:<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Age</span>: 25<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Height</span>: 6’4”<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Weight</span>: 230 lbs<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Hair Color/Style</span>: Blond hair worn long and loose.<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Eye Color</span>: Hazel<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Clothing</span>: Brown leather pants, a green cloth shirt,&nbsp; knee high leather boots and a gray hooded cloak.<br>- <span class="bbc_u">Jewelry</span>: A necklace made from the tooth of a large cat.<br><br>* <strong>Race</strong>: Human<br><br>* <strong>Physical Abilities/Limitations</strong>: Drache is good at tracking and stalking, as far as humans go. He is also very strong and has an abnormal stamina that few humans can match. However, he lacks a normal education and is considered barbaric by everyone. He also has a fear and awe of magic believing that only a chosen few know how to properly control magic and that anything other than healing magic is evil.<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Background</strong></span><br><br>&nbsp;Drache was raised within a barbarian tribe. As a child, he stayed with the women of the tribe as the men would venture to perform raids or war against villages or other tribes. Like the other children he began to train with weapons at an early age. Mostly, it was to help with the hunting, tracking, stalking and hunting, but, the training would also be used to develop the skills needed as a adult&nbsp; male member of the tribe.<br>Unlike many of the other children, Drache was bigger and stronger and he was allowed to begin training to be a warrior of the tribe at an earlier age. At the age of 14 he was allowed to test to become an adult. The test of manhood involved various tests of strength and skill. He passed easily and begin participating regularly in raids.<br>After returning from one raid when he was 16, in which the men were gone for several weeks, it was discovered that the tribe had been destroyed. Evidence showed that it was not another tribe that destroyed his home, but some outsiders. Some weapons with strange emblems were found and it was unclear why the attack occurred. Along with his father and a few other tribesmen, Drache left to find a new place to establish roots. <br>For a few years the men roamed, trying to survive through the winters and dealing with other tribes out on raids. Eventually, they were discovered by a man that was willing to help them. He was the leader of a mercenary group and wanted the tribesmen to join him. Their skills in the wild and their combat abilities would help him as they could be used as scouts and as part of his front line units. The men agreed and began working as simple mercenaries. They were treated well and allowed to continue much like with their tribe, taking what loot they conquered in battle and praying to their god.<br>After one battle, upon a baron’s stronghold, the mercenaries entered a trophy hall with the intention to loot what they could. The hall was lined with statues of the baron’s family adorned in different garments or armor. One such statue was dressed in a suit of chainmail and standing before a two-bladed battle axe. Many of the men wanted both but none seemed able to lift axe or withstand the wait of the chainmail. Being one of the stronger men in the group Drache made an attempt, even though he was younger and many of the men laughed. When he grabbed the axe, to him it felt light and almost like a toy. The armor, too, felt as if it was a silk shirt.<br>From that day forth battles were different. Drache seemed like a charmed person. He was surviving blows that were knocking most over if it didn’t kill them. His axe was cleaving through shields and armor like they were cloth and he seemed to never tire while in battle Everyone talked about how he was destined for something big and chosen by the Gods.<br>Not all went well, however. The mercenary unit began a march toward a stronghold. The army they were travelling with was composed of units from different regions. This would be a large battle and the concern was that there still weren’t enough troops. When the two sides engaged, the battle raged for days. After four days of fighting Drache received a blow to the head that left him unconscious. When he woke, he had no idea how long he had been unconscious. Looking around, the field was empty of all but the dead and the scavengers. Searching about, he found his father, dead from a spear. He also found the leader of his mercenary band, also dead. Without any regret, or time to mourn, he gathered up what he felt was needed and began to wander. Once again in search of a new life.<br>&nbsp;<br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Socioeconomic Class/Standing</strong></span><br><br>* <strong>Class</strong>: Mercenary<br><br>* <strong>Religion</strong>: Disciple of Ares<br><br>* <strong>Place of Birth</strong>: Austria<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Inventory</strong></span><br>Chainmail (provides a magical protection), shield, cloak, bag of holding, clothing<br><br>* <strong>Weapons</strong>: Two-bladed battle axe (Gives the wielder healing when the axe cuts someone else), dagger<br>
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