Character List

Name: Khaagas Naladak
Age: 12 years
Race: Constructed Monster
Sex: Genderless
Hair: None
Skin: Red
Eyes: Red
Weight: 240lbs
Height: 6'3"

Weapon: 2 Claws, 2 Feet, 2 Pointed Elbows, Razor Edged Tail
Armor: Solid body

Strengths: This demonic looking creature was designed to withstand some of the most powerful and devastating magic the world has to offer. Almost all magic that touches this creature unravels harmlessly (exceptions listen in Weaknesses). It has a highly developed sense of smell and sight, possesses formidable movement abilities, and is capable of working three specific spells of its own. It is immune to most forms of energy as well... heat/cold/electricity. It has no bones, no internal organs, and no blood... made of solid... uh... red stuff. Its density increases towards the center of any given limb. You can hack into it, but cutting straight through is going to be quite difficult.

It heals faster than a human, but nothing obscene like, say, Wolverine of X-Men fame. Major gashes opened into it will seal over the course of a day or two, faster if it sits in fire while recovering. Lesser nicks and scrapes will be healed in an appropriately smaller amount of time. Severed limbs, if regained, can be reattached over the course of a week or so.

Weakness: Khaagas Naladak has a weakness with regards to its name. With its name, you can make yourself heard to this otherwise deaf beast, and are additionally capable of using magic on it, including magic that bends the will, which is how it is controlled by its master.

As mentioned in passing in the above paragraph, Khaagas is completely deaf, unable to hear a sound other than that its master (who knows its name) makes.

It has intelligence a little higher than a highly trained dog, with a fair bit of animal cunning and a certain amount of tactical knowledge that has been trained into it, but no real creativity to speak of.

While able to dissolve magic, there's not a lot it can do about magic that manipulates something that isn't magic... like magic that picks up a rock and throws it, for example. A completely CONJURED rock would be de-conjured, but a mundane rock thrown could really ruin its day.

Speaking of things to ruin its day, a sharp blow to the noggin will stun this guy quite well.



Skills: Khaagas's powerful legs are suited for a number of spectacular feats of acrobatics. It can leap nearly a hundred feet (about ten stories) into the air (suitable for catching flying dragons in flight) and can also use that propulsion to dash forwards at an impressive rate. Those legs are also capable of withstanding heavy shock (as evidenced by it's ability to land from a ten story drop unharmed) and are the primary source of torque when applying that razor sharp tail it uses in lieu of a sword.

Magic: (As Khaagas knows its own name, it does not dissolve its own magic) These are the three spells Khaagas knows--

Fires of the Sun: This spell produces a ten foot wide column of magical flame which bursts from the ground. At the instant of casting, this flame is hot enough to vaporize metal at the very center of the column, and produce third degree burns at the edge. Moments after the column appears it fades, leaving behind a magical fire which will last hours on the same source of fuel (think: burning bush). This fire is resistant to most mundane forms of extinguishing (a sufficient amount of water will put it out, but a bucket probably isn't going to cut it) but is highly vulnerable to magical methods of extinguishing-- indeed, ANY magic cast in its vicinity will put it out, regardless of the spell.

This spell is very slow in the casting, however, and it is almost impossible to hit ANY moving target with it. A fair ten seconds before the column of fire appears, the outline of where the column will appear will scorch the ground and glow red. Five seconds before the fire starts, there will be a column of red light that stretches to the sky (visible for miles around). Anything capable of thought is going to get out of this circle, and there's plenty of time to do so. Once the spell is started, the circle cannot be moved without restarting the spell. Its main uses are intimidation, and control of the battlefield, for Khaagas can move in the flames that others may not.

Khaagas can be interrupted during the casting of this spell via a sharp blow to its head. However, the casting process simply involves concentration (during which its eyes flash bright red) and thus Khaagas can defend itself during this time. It generally isn't able to put up much offense during the casting, due to the concentration involved.

Shadow Gating: Through means of a pentagram, Khaagas Naladak can travel between this world, and a shadowy world much like it... less than a hair's breadth away. From this other world, it can see faint, ghostly images of this world... and from this world, it is possible to see Khaagas as a faint ghostly image, though it is much more likely that it will be mistaken for a heat shimmer.

The pentagram can be constructed while in either world, and takes nearly half a minute to make, in a fairly dramatic fashion. The first time any given pentagram is used, Khaagas will suffer from a form of "summoning sickness"... several seconds during which the beast is stunned, dizzy, unable to do much of anything. Other mages may be able to use these pentagrams also, to follow Khaagas to the other world... however the pentagrams will likely require a fair bit of study before this is possible.

The portals can be made to transport Khaagas (or another magic user with sufficient understanding of how the things work) to entirely different worlds as well, and since space and time can have different shapes in other worlds, this can make for convenient long distance travel. Make a portal to a world where a minutes travel there is the equivelent to a weeks here, then come back. It works out. Of course, acurate measurement from these other worlds may prove slightly difficult...

Armor Piercing: Khaagas Naladak, through use of this spell, is capable of thrusting its claw through any armor. In order to do so, Khaagas must be tightly holding onto the target... it can't be used in general melee. Mostly useful when fighting those pesky dragons... clinging to its underside while the dragon is still in flight, Khaagas can rip into the dragon's hide to pull out the poor creature's heart, which it then eats.


Personality: Doglike and faithful to its master, Khaagas Naladak is a patient hunter who will stalk prey for years if needed. Not ashamed to back off when defeated, Khaagas has been sent off to lick its wounds on frequent occasions. It knows the meaning of fear and caution, though it often feels immortal and will thus charge into battle without much preparation. Most of its personality, however, will stem from its current master. As of right now, its current master (an NPC) has a nice long hitlist for it, and has also ordered that the creature try to remain secret-- generally by killing any and all witnesses to its deeds, but preferably by avoiding those witnesses in the first place. As such, it remains mostly in the shadow world, stalking a victim, waiting for them to become alone, and then striking.

Khaagas will learn from specific mistakes, but its definition of specific is quite narrow... it won't make the same mistake twice when dealing with a specific foe, but when faced with a new target, much of the old lore is tossed out of the window and it will begin anew.

Other than that, it enjoys being intimidating... or perhaps that's just instinct. Though it cannot hear, it does speak... in a fashion... its guttural utterings have no real meaning though, they merely sound really scary. It goes out of its way to frighten foes whenever it can, flaunting its abilities, occasionally playing cat and mouse. It likes to be as gory as possible, and though it doesn't need to eat anything, will often devour the hearts of the fallen, and paint the landscape with other innards... again, simply for the intimidation factor.



Appearance:

The only difference in this character from the image above is that the image depicts it as having a rounded tail, while Khaagas's tail has an edge to it. A very sharp edge, all down the side, making it almost as good a weapon as a sword in most ways, and better in others (by spinning around, Khaagas can get some SERIOUS torque with that tail and do real damage to stuff).

History: Khaagas Naladak is a magically created being with a purpose: it was specifically designed with slaying highly magical creatures in mind, such as Dragons, and Phoenii... hence the heavy duty magical resistance and immunity to most elements, especially fire. It has slain countless powerful creatures, several of which were sufficient in their power to be compared with gods in their own right. All in service of its master...

Its most elusive foe, however, has been a surprise to both the beast and the beast's master. A young girl, only nine years old when she was first hunted, has evaded and escaped from Khaagas for the past 5 years running. Everywhere she has fled, Khaagas has slain nearly everyone she's ever met, destroyed every home she's ever known, and hounded her without rest... but always, always she escapes. A hero may arise and cause it to flee at the last moment, or she'll escape down the river, or she'll stun it with a rolling pin just long enough to run down that alleyway and into an area where there are more people than prudent to show itself to. Burning buildings, setting of ambushes, relentless pursuit... nothing has succeeded.

Of course, there are others to be killed as well. And they make for interesting diversions, but this one who continues to get away continues to haunt the beast. It will not give up, for its master has ordered it. But sometimes, it dreads that next failure...

Name: Erith Layke Findley

Age: 15

Race: Hylian

Sex: Male

Hair: White

Eyes: Blue

Weight: 170 lbs

Height: 5' 10"

Weapons: Layke carries with him a staff made from the same material as his ear ring, a light white metal that can only be broken or bent when heated. This is his primary weapon of choice and he is very talented at wielding it. He also is a skilled fist fighter and posses great accruacy with his bow and quiver of arrows made from the same bones and skin of the Dodongo that produced for him his other accessories.

Strengths: A skilled fighter and courageous individual, he is outgoing and trusting in daily life and calm and collected when in danger. he may not be the strongest or deadliest of fighters, but his quick wit and young vigor allow him to outmanuver bigger oppnents in confict.

Weaknesses: As Layke is still 15, hormones run rampant through the kid and and pretty eyed girl becomes the immediate focus of his attention. Also, sometimes his intelligence leads him to be a bit arrogant and reckless, indangering himself and others.

Skills/Magic: Layke posses three basic spells. One, Layke can use the tip of his staff to iluminate his surroundings with a mysterious glow. Two, Layke can cause samll licks of flame to rise forth on any surface by concentrating on where he wants the fire to be. And lastly, Layke has reactions times that border the lines of being precognitive (although this could simply be his hightened intutuion).

Personality: As when he was younger, Layke still has an tremendous curousity for the world around. This behavior gives him his characteristic adventuresome and charasmatic manner. But it also can make him a little bit arrogant and reckless at times. More so when a pretty girl catches then attention of his eyes. Aside from this, though, he is good natured and always has good intentions in what ever he does.

Appearance: Erith Layke Findley is a tall, lean kid. He's got the normal blue eyes of a Hylian, but his hair is so blonde that it looks white and his pointy ears might be a little short when compared to those of other Hylians. His left ear is peirced with a single marble white ring. His nose tapers to a sharp, round point and along with his unruly wild hair style, it proclaims a look of defiance in his eyes. As is the custom in his village, he wears a short white cape with a dark gray interior that goes from his right shoulder, wraps around his arm, and tapers to a point on the right side of his back. He wears a blue tunic underneath that cape as well as white leggings the fill into his boots. He wears Dodongo leather gloves, belt, and boots, which are both light brown with a touch of olive green mixed in, and also has a small satchel tied around his waist for carrying rupees and other small items.

History: Erith Layke Findley, called Layke by his friends and family, was born in town that is just east of the Kokori Woods, perched right on top of a clifftop near the mountains. As a young boy in the town of Koran, Layke was gifted with a brilliant yet curious mind. Never afraid of what coudl happen, Layke would ask questions about everything and go venturing into the woods and slopes of themountain on a daily basis. This lifestyle stuck with the boy as he grew up and became a very intelligent and skillful kid. Seeing as how the boy possed such wonderful gits and curiousity, the village elders chose to educate him in the ways of magic and other art forms, such as wielding a staff or bow and unarmed combat. Layke learned quickly from the elders and soon mastered all that they had taught him. After this, Layke became a bit restless. He became disatified with his little village nest to the forest and soon became interested in the lore of Hyrule. He decided he could learn much more from the place of magic and mystery, so one night, he packed up his belongings and took off through the woods for Hyrule.

(NOTE: Yes, that little ^ above the "o" in Kyô is supposed to be there. You know, for accent.)

Name:Tokumaru Kyô:
Age: 24
Race: Human (At some point in his life, he was drowned in a mysterious liquid that mutates his racial figure but not his appearence. This sends him to thinking he is a human-hellspwan-seraph mutation. Which in english means, human-heavenly demon biofusion.)
Sex: Male
Hair: Blue
Eyes: Green
Weight: 120 lbs
Height:5 feet 8 inches
Weapon: Katana and monk seals (used for his rare exorcisms)
Armor: Seraphim's Guard (given to him by the god of denfense)
Strengths: Sôryûsen Ryû, Attacking full force, dodging, magic, and ladies.
Weaknesses: Knowledgeablility, tight situations, making tough discisions, weak spot on his arm.
Battle Style: Sôryûsen Ryû ("Double Dragon Strike Style) Elaboration on this style: The Sôryûsen Ryû allows Tokumaru to sepparate his soul from his body, and yet still remain in the realm of conscience. This in term makes him have two selves to fight with at once, giveing him a great advantage in battle.
Magic: Pryotactical spells, including Hellfire Rain, and Destruction Flames, Hydrotactical spells, including Tsunami envelopocation, (is that a word?) and Acidic fallout
Bloodtype: B+
Occupation: Mercenary
Personality: Tokumaru is a gentle, caring man outside of the battlefield: making ladies swoon and children cheering. He does not like all this attention, but he gets it with every new town he arrives in. In the fray, he goes from sweet to merciless, as he will tear apart anyone who has harmed family or friends, or he will knock out anyone who dares to challenge him. He absolutely loves being a mercenary.

Appearence

History: Tokumaru was born and raised in the Japanese province, Nakashimi, in the depths of the forests far west of Kokiri. No one knows how a country in another world could have a province in Hyrule, and no one really cares. Since Tokumaru was a boy, his mentors and instructors knew that he had talent in swordsmanship. No one could best him when it came to the blade, and if he were evil, he would most likely kill men effortlessly with his bloodstained blade. But no, Tokumaru takes the life of a Rurouni, or wanderer and makes a living as a mercenary to fine lords. If you were to ever hurt him or his friends, you would surely meet your end.

Two different characters!
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Aproved by Tenkawa

Starfire of Erak-nur

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Name:Starfire
Age:1017
Race:Elf
Sex:male
Hair:white blond
Eyes:bright blue
Weight:154 lbs
Height:6'' 0'

Weapon:sickle moon blades, longbow
Armor: light leather armor

Strengths:wilderness survival, stealth
Weakness:extreme heat or cold
Skills/Magic:elmental of words

Personality:vengeful and easily angered, he has no fear but the fear of losing the ones he loves, speaks little, likes few people, not afraid to sacrifice his own life
Appearance: piercing eyes that can disturb, white blond hair, wears leather vest, a forest colored cape on his back, black gloves on long agile fingers, dark green boots, strong and capable

History:grew up in a monestary but ran away to find an ancient warrior and was trained to be an assasin and stealth artist. He came to love the quiet warrior but the elven mage died in a raid by inland pirates. The elven apprentice of 312 hunted down the pirates and slew every one bearhanded and his journey led him back to the monestary he was left at. He discovers his past: his family and tribe were massacred by a cruel tyrant that oppressed the countyside. The elf tracked the destroyed tribe of his past the Erak-nur. He found a cave that had stayed hidden all those years by a spell and discovered his moon blades, an ancient book of spells, and an enchanted longbow. He hunted down the royal house that slew his tribe and overthrew it. The countryside was overjoyed by the ursurping and gave the nameless warrior the name Starfire because his eyes shown with fire as great as the fire in the skies. One of the many slaves of the late king came up to the quiet warrior and asked where he received those wonderous blades. The woman was the sister of Starfire, known as BrightStar. He took her back to the monestary and he left to pursue other matters for he had heard other evils were being perpetrated in the kingdom of his forefathers...


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Approved by Mirren!

Samku

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Name: Samku
Age: 21
Race: Saiyan
Sex: male
Hair: black
Eyes: deep brown
Weight: 215 lbs
Height:6'' 0'

Weapon: his growing martial arts abilities and skills to manipulate plasma
Armor: his skin is beginning to harden and when he reaches full maturity it will be rhino tough, like his forefathers' before him
Fighting Style: He is still new to fighting so he is yet to develop his own.

Strengths: full moon light
Weakness: grabbing his monkey-like tail imobilizes him
Skills/Magic: he can use his body's dormant energies to fight with superhuman reflexes and powers

Personality: takes no nonsense and even though he tries to use his powers as little as possible. He has a deep care and concern for all life and never takes it unnessicarily
Appearance: a man by first appearence but has large ears, not unlike the elves. his dark hair shoots straight up when he summons his power. he wears a plain black tunic and pants with a symbol of his rae on his back. the only item of value he has is a small pedant of a cresent moon

History: He was born into a family of the line of Goku and Gohan, the greatest Super Saiyans to ever live. He was raised in the royal court until his father, a moral man named Geyku, was banished by an evil king that assumed the throne by force while the mighty warrior was gone. Samku was still only a child when his father was banished. Samku has ever since fought the troops of the evil line of Joriel, the king who banished Geyku and his family.
Samku is the only surviving warrior who faced the wrath of the cruel king and he still faces even today...

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Approved by Tenkawa! -Drago
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Style: Power

Name: Drago Universi

Age: 2104 even though he thought he was 18. (He looks about 18 in his dragon form for they age slowly)

Race: Chaos Dragon

Sex: Male

Hair: Red-orange

Eyes: Emerald green

Weight: 164 lbs

Height: 6 ft. 5 in.

Weapon: The Dragonic Edge (A sort of long, skinny sword that burns the flesh on contact)

Armor: The shield of Naphire, Cape of Dragis, Enchanted Golden Breastplate(The shield is blue in the middle where a spike sticks out and green on the outside, and it also has golden spikes on the edges. The cape is for looks and gives alittle protection; it is red with a dragon symbol on it. The breastplate just fuses into Drago's skin during battle)

Strengths: Close combat on the ground, in water, and in the air when he is flying, good agsinst those of the dark side.

Weakness: Holy magic, and weapons wielded by heroes( If they hit him that is! Heroes count as any character made on this site.)

Skills/Magic: Wielding a sword and deadly shield which he uses to smash opponents. He is also extremly good at magic of Chaos, like his Hand of Chaos attack from hich his hand glows black and he opens his hand in the direction of the opponent and a black beam fires from the hand possibly wounding the foe. His spells are: Hand of Chaos(Which I already described), Chaos Breath,(In this spell Drago's mouth becomes full of black hellfire which he opens his mouth to unleash it's painful burn upon his foe) and the final spell Drago knows is Universi, Apocalypse.(To do this spell Drago chants some words and opens his hand to reveal a void, from this void of darkness he calls his pet dragon to the battle and rides upon him striking down his foe; though he treats this spell as a last resort)

Personality: Cares for the helpless and the people that have bad lives because of someone else. He dispises the evil and powerful when they use their power for their own selfish purposes. He always loves a good fight against those who challenge him. He usally acts like he's always mad but under his act he's really a push-over. He will always fight for the good side even though he doesn't act like it.

Appearance: Drago is a black dragon that walks on two feet like a man. His eyes seem that they are on the top of his head but they aren't quite that high. He has two horns on his horrifying head near his eyes that curve forward; he has one horn on his "snout" that curves backwards. His teeth are extremly sharp and his smiles are disturbing to the smilied at. His tail is pretty thick and has spikes going down to almost the very end; but his tail ends in a triangle like the kind you would see on a devil. All of his body parts(arms, legs, stomach, chest, feet, hands, neck...) are packed with muscles, most of them also have spikes on them. His toes are claws, his fingers are claws, and his knee-caps and elbows have a single curved blade coming out of them. His stomach and chest muscles are red. He is some what skinny even if he's packed with muscle. His wings are black on the very outside line and strech down to the bottom of the wing in three black lines; the wing between those lines is see-through and purple, the bottom of the wing has spikes also.


History: Drago started his life as a Hylian mercenary. When he heard about Link he went on a quest to find him and fight him. While Link was at the Forest Temple Drago was wandering in the Fire Temple and accidently found Volvaga. Really Drago was of the Dragon race that Volvaga was of. But at first Volvaga didn't know that so he attacked Drago. But when Drago dodged and fell Volvaga saw his cape with the Dragonic symbol on it. Drago was knocked out when he tripped again trying to get up. Volvaga took Drago to the Temple of Dragons and Volvaga turned him into a dragon. When Drago awoke he was able to speak with Volvaga and learned a great deal as about his race. When he learned alot of history about the ancient race Volvaga told him he was the Dragon Overlord. Which was the ultimate being of dragons. Drago left Volvaga to search for a druid to teach him magic about the same time the Link started heading for the Fire Temple. Drago eventully found a druid at an strange place Drago thought was Hyrule Castle, but it was really Ganon's Tower. Drago couldn't tell the difference between the two. When he got there he ran into a druid wandering the grounds looking for a way into the tower. The druid taught Drago for two months and in the end Drago was better than him. It was there where he conqured Apocalypse and learned to summon him with Universi. Drago then heard about Volvaga's death and he went quickly to the Fire Temple. He found Volvaga's skull and called upon his spirit. When he saw Volvaga the destroyed fire dragon's spirit said one thing, "I thank my killer so now I can rest in peace... Drago kill... Gan... on..." The spirit faded as it talked soon being nothing. Drago greived over Volvaga's death and went looking for Ganon. But he was to late as he saw the monsters last moments. From that day on Drago has enhanched his skills at magic and swordsmanship, he always is trying to make the world better like Volvaga would've wished. So now he has come to this region seeing all the opponents, prepares for battle.

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Drago and Volvaga panted from the energy they were using. They had been dueling for quite some time.

"Drago, I hope this wasn't to harsh for you." Volvaga said.

"Not at all Volvaga, I'll duel you again right here and now!" Drago said with great energy.

"So be it Drago!" Volvaga laughed as he roared

type: stealth
name: exzavior (exzavior the shadow)
sex: male
hight: 4 11''
weight: 102 pounds
age: 20
eyes: pupils black, eyes:grey
race: hylian
Hair: spiked.
weapon: throwing stars, shadow blade (basicly a handle until a worthy hand holds it, then it becomes a dark blade of destruction.) high powered silinced pistol.
armor:bullet proof camo outfit, boots, gloves

strengths: stealth, being quiet, asassinations.

weaknesses: fire, other ninjas, and swimming.

skills/magic: being able to stand on a point thats only 1 inch big, and able to not make a sound even in a forest area, and able to jump from wall to wall. forcefeild.

personality: never gives up, doesnt take crap from anyone, never lies.

profile: trained in the land of zemos exzavior the shadow is a master of stealth and trickery. he is exseptionaly quick. his job is to simply steal from rich and give food to the needy (a kind of modern day robin hood). he does not have a home so the poor then give him food and become his good freinds.exzaviar does not talk unless he must. he is extremely trustworthy and will get the job done, no exeptions.

story: as a kid exzavior or "bob" was what he liked to be called, was just that same old boring kid who just walked around with his wooden sword and wacked people with it. most people thought this was very annoying but his parents incouraged it. no one knows why. anyway, one day ''bob'' was hitting his friend on the head with his little sword when a soldier came and arrested him. he was sent to a small homeless shelter by the creek. It turns out that his parents had been taken away for stealing from the local bank. exzavior was confused why, but at 12 he found out. it was because his parents were, well, just stupid. they locked up the money in a golden palace about 3,000 miles away. one day he broke out of the shelter and went to look for the money.he then found himself in a lot of trouble when some guards with big gattling guns tryed to kill him. he defeated them with the silenced pistol he had found. he then realized that it was his destiney to retreive the riches and reclaim his dignaty as EXZAVIOR THE SHADOW.

motto: if u see me you wont for long, because the second i disapear so do you.

Jam

Age: 19
Name: Jam Sonne Lyricas
Race: Human/Witch type spell caster
Sex: Female
Hair: Changes due to mood--all colors
Eyes: Stale green
Weight: 130
Height: 6’1”
Weapon: Magical parchment, pen, and ink

Clothes/Accessories:
Clothes include: a simple black leather corset made up of many, many pieces of leather sewn together, a silken cuirass with filly collar and sleeves—really thin fabric, leather boots with same design as corset, thigh high silken hose, and a white silk gown that stops ankle high and has frilly ends, Studded gauntlets and bells on her boots, A necklace and belt made up of many crystal balls with various articles of clothing, body parts ect. from her favorite poets. She has long hair reaching to her mid back that curls at the tips an inch or so, and is layered from back to front.

Skills/Magic: A type of witch, she uses her magic pen, ink, and parchment to bring poems to life. The kinds of poems depend primarily on her mood. Also the beads are enchanted and perform various supportive actions.

Personality: Jam is very immature for being a 19 year old young lady. She had intense mood swings that can ranged from very lively to severe depression. Many things trigger her moods, though no one in particular can be accounted for it.
Jam is obsessed with poetry and her favorite poets. So obsessed, she has collected various articles from many of their dead bodies. Her favorite item to boast about is Edgar Allen Poe’s right ‘big’ toe.
She lacks good friend making skills, however she admires people who don’t pretend in being who they really are.
Her hobbies include reading, writing, and admiring poetry; Exhuming corpses of dead poets, and searching for these graves and belongings of the people.

History (Bio): Being from a large city, Jam was allowed access to many great libraries. Becoming engulfed in poetry, she is obsessed with it. A poetry club had been founded and her a member of it. But due to her weird obsession and the body parts she has, she was kicked out. Now she wonders in search of books of poetry, graves, and such----MORE TO COME…(TIME ISSUES AS OF THE MOMENT)

Name: Jasc D. Hyrule
Age: 22
Race: Human/Greduo
Sex: Male
Hair: Short Black
Eyes: Brown
Weight: 155
Height: 5' 11"

Weapon: 2 Samirai swords and Bow & Arrows
Armor: Blue, long, steal shield

Strengths: Able to wield 2 swords, and endure exstream pain.
Weakness: Like of comunication, and unable to stand extream heat(100 degrees or Higher)
Skills/Magic: Don't have any. But does have a strong shield to protect him.

Personality: Shy and quite
Appearance: Has a Drak-Red almost maron color cape. Has a lite brown skin(Like an Indian, I'm PROUD to be an Indain). Wears loose jeans, with a light blue color. White loose fitting t-shirt with a couple taers. Rought look.

History: A Hylain boy who was travling through the woods, on a hot day and went swiming in a near by river. He drifted down stream and before he could pull himself out of the current he went over the egde of an waterfall. A couple of Gredous was doing the wash when they found him on shore. They raised him as a knight and in hopes would be able to over-through the gredou king. However, He refused to do so and was kicked out of the tribe. Though no-one knew but the Gredu king was his father. He then traviling across the Hyrule to find a place to settle. He was walking along the lake when he saw 2 Zoras being attacked by 35 or so Gredous. Jasc was able to beat them and went with the Zoras to thier home. Jasc, not knowing have saved the King's daughter. Jasc was accepted as a member of the tribe and raised an Zora army to defend The water sources of the Hyrule during the War time, Under the King of Red Lions. Jasc is know as a good Sword master and is a hero to many. Jasc now looks in the archives of the Temples and searches across the Land of the Hyrule in hopes to find his Parents.

OOC: okay,here's mine
Bic:
Name:Zelit

Race:Half-Elf

age:15

Gender:Male

Eye color:dark,red eyes that have a blazing,fiery tint to them

Hair:A deep silver,sort of parted around a bit,and has flawless bangs

Strengths/Weaknesses:He has bewildering courage,putting his life on the line for anything.He always tricks the enemy to think he's helpless.A downfall,his power isn't exactly overwhelming,but average.He always rushes into things without a second thought,a major letback.

Appearance:Clothed In Long sleeved shirts alot,and longjeans and rugged combat boots.He always wears a jacket of some sort,he has a shield with a symbol of an icy fire engraved in it's center,the shield is blue and silver and can withstand blows to a certain degree.His sword is twin blades which he named Hailfire Twins.His father had forged them for him,they had black hilts,and a red and blue fire twisted from the hilt to the tip of the gleaming blade that was not to be denied.

Magic:As you may have figured out,he has some fire and ice spells.He's mastered novice ones.Such as your average fireball setting aflame some objects,and your average icicle that rockets towards the opponent encasing mediocre enemies in very chilly ice.He has had spells randomly creep fourth from the depths of his hidden strength and appear out of nowhere.Once he had been fighting off a group of goblins,when his sword started gleaming with a holy light.It blinded all the foes and set them aflame.

Bio:Zelit once lived in a region know as desolate valley.It was located in the dessert and had a very miniscule population.His parents had very little money, and for a time he bounty hunted to keep his family well.He then quit because he thought killing for a living was wrong.Then one unfortunate day,a group of mauraders vicously raided and utterly destroyed their village.They slaughtered innocent children,and adults.His parents and him were the only ones left standing because they had hidden in the bomb shelter.Zelit vowed to track down those mauraders.His father forged Hailfire Twins for him and he departed for his journey,prepared for anything thrown at him.

Meta-Elemental

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Character Name: Meta-Elemental

Real Name: Rio
Appearance

Age Before Accident: 26

Age Present: 32

Race: Human/ Android

Sex Before Accident: Male

Sex Present: Android (Male)

Height: 6’1”

Weight unarmored: 165

Weight armored: 280

Build: Under metal, seems week, but very strong.

Skin: N/A

Hair: N/A

Eyes: Midnight Black

Elemental Type: Master of the Elements

Weapons

Right Hand Weapon: Elemental Sword

Left Hand Weapon: Elemental Shield

Auxiliary Weapon: Elemental Bow

Armor: The Titanium Alloy suit that keeps him alive.

Skills/ Magic

Being an android, he has unlimited strength, but need to charge every 4 days (96 hours). He has a solar powered back up, but he cannot do everything on solar power, only retain vital information, and walk, and do basic fighting maneuvers.
Before his accident he was “The Master of the Elements”. He could control Water, Fire, Ice, Electricity, Wind, Sound, and Gravity. Being no longer human, his powers would not work, so The 8 Elements incased themselves in his 3 weapons, Sword, Shield, and Bow. These weapons can only be wielded by two people, “The Master of the Elements” and Chen (see Past). Each weapon has a mighty gem, in the sword, on its tip, the shield, in is center, and the bow, in the middle. These gems have infinite power, and can be used as many times as you need, as long as you can chant the proper prayer.

Sword Abilities-expedo ,expedo,*name of element*

The basic purpose of a sword (Slash, dice, etc.) is still retained, and is used often.

Each element takes about 1.5 seconds to cast, and lasts as long as he can support it.

Water- The sword summons a surge of water from anything that it points at. Even a puddle can be a deadly weapon.
Fire- The sword elongates 1 foot, and is engulfed is flames, besides the handle.
Ice- a stream of ice is shot out of the gem of the sword.
Electricity- Sparks fly from the gem of the sword, in random directions.
Wind- Gale force winds sprout out of nowhere, creating a strong and steady gust.
Sound- A loud sound is emitted from the gem, created extreme discomfort to all but its user.
Gravity- Speaks for itself, the control of Earth’s gravity in a given area.

Shield Abilities-expeda, expeda,*name of element*

The basic purpose of the shield (Block, block, and block) is still retained, and often used.

The shield creates a short force field of the said element. This will only last about 30 seconds, and takes about 2 seconds to cast.

Bow Abilities-expede, expede, expede, *name of element*

The basic purpose of the bow and arrow (Shot, shot, and shot) is still retained, but seldom used.

Each element takes about 3 seconds to cast, plus the time of pulling back, and aiming. Any arrow may be used, but the elemental arrows fly back to the quiver after they hit something, or are called back. The elemental effect last until the arrow has hit something, or until he calls it back. Meta-Elemental also carries 100 elemental arrows.

Water- a normal arrow followed by a steady stream of water
Fire- a fire arrow is shot, and ignites when it makes contact.
Ice- an ice arrow is shot, and freezes on impact.
Electricity- a electric arrow is shot, and shocks on impact.
Wind- an arrow is shot with a gust of wind following.
Sound- an arrow is shot at the speed of sound.
Gravity- an arrow is shot. Around it is a zero gravity force field, so the arrow can fly forever. The force field can be dropped on command.

Strengths/Weaknesses
(Other strengths/weaknesses may be found throughout the thread)
Since he’s an android, he needs recharging every 96 hours. He has a solar power back up. He cannot jump high, but is very fast, this becomes a problem. Due to his fast nature, he often misses his shot, this provides mild accuracy with the sword, but extreme accuracy with the bow. He can also be easily deceived during battle, although he is far from dull (stupid).

Appearance
A Samus Aron type, just with less armor. The armor allows fun movement in any direction, like it wasn’t even there. Sliver with blue joints, the helmet is built into the suit with a black visor. A blue, glowing symbol of the All-Seeing Eye is in the middle of the chest. The all seeing eye is like an eye with a perfect circle around it. Conecting them are lines in the four directions (N, S, E, W).

Personality
A peaceful android, although does not seem one at first glance. Trained in the skills of the sword, bow, and elements. He is organized to the highest extent, usually one step ahead of his opponent. His mood changes along with his power. His human mind must always concentrate, while the android must always pay attention to the amount of power being put into every attack. His elemental attacks will not work if he is fighting for greed, or vengeance. He must always fight for a good cause, but can also fight if challenged, at any cost.

History
My name… is Rio. I was “The Master of the Elements”, until a fatal blow changed my life. I was an unstoppable being, or so I thought. Raised in the Land of the Seeing, I was brought up a prophecy, according to the legend,

“ He who is born with an All-Seeing Eye shall be the one, to see over us all. He will banish us from a world of torment and injustice, and lead us to the world of justice, and good.”

According to the 8 sages, I had the all-seeing eye. When I was born, my land was under the rule of a harsh and stick leader, Chen. Chen was believed to be the one with the all-seeing eye before me. He wasn’t. When the sages went to train him, he acquired all the powers of the elements, but his heart was filed with greed, and hatred. His powers became dark and unrelenting. He took over my world, and all its inhabitance.

The sages were wrong, but still hopeful. If the mother of Chen were to have another child, he would be the one with the All Seeing Eye. That’s where I come in. I’m Chen’s younger brother, and the one with the real All-Seeing Eye. I went to training, and defeated Chen, and restored peace and harmony to my world. In the process, I was severely wounded. With half of my right body gone, and everything else crippled (besides my brain) I had just enough strength left to create a portal to an alternate dimension, a place called… Earth… There I knew that their technology surpassed ours, so maybe I had a chance of living.

I was brought to Leon, the one of Earth that knows my people, and of my world. He said that there was one way that I could be helped. To become a machine. I followed his orders. My powers were sealed into three weapons, and with that, I became one with the machines. I now couldn’t teleport home, due to my condition. Without the powers inside of me, I cannot make a portal. Leon didn’t know what to do.

So this is where I am. I have come to your world, and become something I’m not. Now I wander Earth, looking to see if another person could return me to normal, challenging all who stand in my way… I want to go back...


RANK
(I dont know if someone gives this to us, or not, but I'm making my own!)
Player: Technolink
Character: Meta-Elemental
Overall:IV
Strength: V
Speed: IV
Magic: IV
Skill: III
Armour: IV

Ayanna:
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Name: Ayanna Relena (Aya)
Age: 39 (elven years, looks 18)
Race: Sea Angel/Elf
Height: 5’11”
Weight: 132 lbs.
Build: Slim
Skin: Pale
Hair: Long, sky blue
Eyes: Dark blue
Alignment: neutral
Elemental Affinity: water/light
Philosophy of life: Focus on the little things day by day. These are what bring us the greatest joy.

::Weapons::

Name: Sol
Type: Long Sword
Description: A very detailed long sword emblazoned with sea runes. This was given to her from her elven parents, from her biological father.

::Appearance::


::Abilities::

Aeons of the Elements- Ayanna wears a bracelet with three charms on it, the faces of the three sea and light aeons. These are descriptions of the three:

Griffona (light)- This aeon is an all around aeon. Being able to fly at blistering speeds and attack at the same level. Aya is able to ride on this spirit as well. It is in the shape of a griffon, its eyes white, golden feathers and shrouded in light. And has stout armor.

Mustang (water)- This aeon is based all around agility. Being able to move even faster than Griffona, it will be tough to catch it. This aeon is about twice the size of a horse and completely teal, the shades varying. Its eyes glow white. It has moderate armor.

Drake (water/light)- This aeon is truly powerful. Being the size of Griffona and able to send strong blasts of light energy or raging water, this is the kind of force to mingle with, there is still a lot left to be made up for with speed, though. This aeon has very stout armor.

By taking off one of the aeon’s charms and throwing it up, it expands and then forms into its assigned spirit. Aya can only use one in each battle, for if she used more than one, their attribute leftover in the air would clash and kill Aya.

Auras of Remembrance- Aya thrusts her arms and head upward as two beams break through the sky and twirl together while speeding down, one water, one light. Both enter her body as the light one heals her 50% and the water spreads out in front of her, aiming for the opponent to deal good damage. She can use this only twice in one battle.

Aura of the Raging Sea- This is like the aura of remembrance except it does not include the light beam, and the strength is much greater.

Shield of Everlasting Light- This ability creates a shield of light covering Aya. It prevents from all attacks being made against her. It may only be destroyed by three hits by magical means, no matter how powerful the magic. Attempting to destroy it physically goes back to the opponent in moderate damage.

Elemental Prevention- With this ability, Aya can prevent certain elements from effecting her. If she uses the element of the sea, to prevent elements, the elements are- earth, mind and ice. If she uses light, she can prevent darkness, spirit and thunder.


:ersonality::
Aya is very calm, though her mood can change just as fast as the sea can change currents. Her mood is quite calm, quite angry or quite sad; she is never in between. She only fights if she is challenged, or angry.

:io::

To begin, I was born in a heavenly place called Melonia; refuge of the sea gods and aeons. The pillars flowed of bright, crystal water, the ground like glass, and the two buildings flawless in their construction, placement and organization.

And here is where lived the high priest and priestess of this wondrous place- Oam and Hira. I was born unto them with opening arms.

The night after I was born I was taken away from home by two fire demons, unknown to me. I just cried. I was brought to earth, a place I was very unfamiliar with.

“Give her the morzan.” Ones said, his voice rough and crippling.

“I am.” Said the other, just as bad. Before I knew it, I was drinking a crimson liquid of some sort, but I thought twice before accepting it. I did not approve and threw the bottl out from the demon’s hand.

“Nice, Pekot!” said one.

“It’s not my fault!” The brat threw it!”

“Yeah, alright.”

“You son of a-“

Seconds later, the two demons were caught up in a death bout. This would be my chance to leave. I did, though not in the way I hoped for.

I had later on come to find out I was in an elf realm called Watern, a light based elven race. An old elf couple was strolling down the road when they heard the clashing of personalities between the demons. They heard the two elves come and flew off. The old couple took me in to raise on their own.

When the age of 37 came around (teen years in human form) and I could comprehend things fully and easily, I had learned to give praise to Oam, the high water priest. I walked down to his altar one day and I could sense such a strong familiarity from him. I had no idea why. At that one moment, a strong blast of water came and hit the statue, giving it a teal hued glow.

After, the altar came to life! It began to stand up and move and stretch out. And then it began to speak-

“Ah, Ayanna. You’ve grown so much.” said it.

“What?” was my simple reply.

“You don’t remember me? Your father, Aya?”

“Father?! You’re a statue!”

“Yes, yes I know. This is a statue, though it is Oam- your father’s spirit that now inhabits it.”

“This just gets weirder as it wears on.” I rolled my eyes.

“Wel, what’s weirder is fully knowing your true heritage.”

“Alright, might as well listen in. . .”

And after all I had learned, I came to find out I was taken away from my home from the Angels of Flame- the Sea Angels’ opposing race- for they knew that being the princess, I would pose a great threat to them.

Also, the morzan substance would have turned me into a full elf, thus making their opposing race less opposing. I was smart enough to turn it down. For now, I am had sea angel, half elf. All my attributes of a sea angel may have left me, though I have inherited that of light, a great force that could almost destroy any race who defied them.

“So how do I become a full sea angel again so that I may come back home?”

“By proving yourself.” He replied bluntly.

“And how exactly do I do that?”

“That is part of the challenge, if you will. I cannot do it for you. But for now, I must take my leave. Goodbye for now- I love you, Aya.”

It was then that my father sat back down into his stone pedestal and the statue returned to its normal state.

I ran back home as fast as I could muster and told my foster parents about all that had just occurred.

“We always wondered when you would discover such things.” said father.

“What? You already knew?” I said in disbelief.

“Yes. This is proof of your heritage.” My mother replied. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a silver medallion emblazoned with the symbol of the sea angel. “This was around your neck when we found you. I kept it as a source of good luck.”

“We know what you must do. We saved this for you as well.” said my foster father. He walked to the back room, fiddled with a couple things and came walking back to the room we were currently in with a beautiful long sword. I carefully took it and held it with both hands, completely astonished.

“The balance is perfect, the blade is flawless.” my eyes were wide.

“We thought you would like it.” chuckled my mom. “If you were in Rolonia at such an age, you would have received this same blade from Oam- your real father as part of your ceremony of the Coming of Age. He discovered us and gave it to use to give to you.”

“Thank you mother- father.” I tried to stay serious as a sea angel would in a ceremony but could not hold back. I smiled widely and gave my foster parents an immense, heartfelt hug.

“You must leave soon. Go get ready.” said father.

I ran off to get all the rations and things I would need to set out upon my everlasting journey, but did not leave before a warm goodbye from my faster parents. And here I am, two years later trying to prove myself.

Name: Rio Cerberus
Age: 15
Race: Saiyan
Sex: Male
Hair: Crystal Silver
Eyes: Green
Weight: 120 lbs
Height: 5 ft 8 inches

Weapon: His Body
Armor: None. "Armor is for the weak..."

Strengths: Brute force, afterimages, tight situations
Weakness: Psychokinetic powers, Mind Games, Death (of course)
Skills/Magic: Energy Beams he creates by mixing pure plasmonic energy with his Saiyan superiority, Afterimages, Chaotic Erratication, in which he summons the power of pure concentrated energy, which causes a massive ball of gravity to appear, sucking trees, houses, or anything that is inanimate into, thus making it more powerful. And of course, a great power that exists in all Saiyans: Super Saiyan...

Personality: Rio is a secretive man, spanning from the greatest line of loyalty in Sayian History: Vegeta, the Prince of All Saiyans. This of course leads him to aspirations of greater power than what his body can achive. He is quiet while away from battle, and has gathered a lot of fame. When fighting, he is merciless and destuctive.

Appearance: He is very manly, and his muscles are a bit oversized, although it is so faint that many people dont notice. His hair stands on end a bit, and is in a beautiful shade of crystal silver. His battles have done a lot on his body, causing stress on some points, but being a Saiyan, he easily heals, and his wounds only make him stronger, after a gradual process of course...

History: Born from the line of Vegeta, Rio was born powerful. Long ago, Earth, not Hyrule, was finally safe. No more evil could attack. It was a sound place. That is, until something happened. Trunks was an old man at the time, and his grandson, Vegeta Jr, had a son. When this boy was born, the earth becan to destroy itself from the inside. Nothing could be done. The Earth just couldn't handle the stress of so many people, for at the time, the population soared beyond eight billion humans. Vegeta Jr decided it was for the best to allow his son to live, and so he ejected him into a demensional rift he created using a beam of pure Saiyan energy.

The dimensional rift led the young Saiyan to Hyrule, where he grew up and prospered along with a foster family for years. He then fell in love with a beautiful Hylian girl named Miori. They got maried and she bore him the first Saiyan-Hylian. And The Saiyan from earth named his son Rio.

Life was good. When Rio turned ten, Link had just unleashed the Master Sword, and Ganondorf took over. Ganon killed Rio's family, although the Saiyan-Hylian was able to escape. He lived in secrecy for seven years. After Link Destroyed Ganon, Rio was able to come out of hiding. And now, his life resumes..........

Name: Darian
Age: 20
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Hair: Long brown hair, stops at middle of back, tied back.
Eyes: Dark blue
Weight: 170 lbs
Height: 6 ' 2 '' ft
Poe's caught: 17

Weapon: Obsidian greatsword. At a length of 6 feet, this weapon was forged to kill. It gleams a beautiful silver and its red green hilt blends in nicely. Throwing stars are placed in a belt secured around his waist. About 10 of them can be held, or a pouch can be attached to hold more.

Strengths: Running and landing. Outwitting the opponent mentally rather than physically.
Weakness: Weak against all magic, weak telekenisis power.

Magic: All he possesses is the power he was born with, and he still isnt that good with it. Telekenisis, the ability to move an object mentally. If he focuses his power, he can lift a throwing star and shoot it at an enemy.

Appearance: Stern features, easily recognisable. Long hair that is tied back and sometimes let loose to drop down the sides of his face. He wears black leather boots and black trousers (pants.) No armour on. He wears fingerless gloves with metal around them to secure that they dont come off easily. He has a wide chest and thick leg muscles, his arms are roughly the same as the rest of his body but he is no muscle, macho man. His black top is frayed at the top.

Personality: Can get along well with many people but the people who don't get along with usually are the ones that he doesn't get along with at all. When in battle, is uses cunning to outsmart his opponent instead of straight on brute force. He detests rats and can't stand Horses that do not go to their command when told to do so. He loves the rain and spends his time picking mushrooms in forests ocasionaly to sell them on to merchants.

History: There is not much to the background of this character, he was born and is still living on at the age of 20. His parents moved away when he was 11, they never returned which left him in questions. He wondered where they traveled to and why they never came back, they just told him they were going for a trip to the market...maybe a unthanism for where they were heading. His sister has always been with him, she is 17 and lives in a small town on the outerscirts of the land.

Another RP character!! Approved by Mirren.

Name: Sylvia Cradle

Age: 22

Height: 5'9"

Weight: "Hey, why do you want to know that!?"

Weapon: Bow and arrows

Family: Shares no siblings. Her parents were graced with her and only her. Her father, Amaron, serves as a royal knight of the marquess. He lended his strength and loyalty to the marquess and his vassals for nine years before dying in a fray to protect his leaders. Sylvia's mother, Limstella, was a housebody for most of her daughter's life. Before, however, she was a vivacious singer and dancer, full of laughter and cheer. Sylvia's birth proved to be difficult, scathing her with a brutal disease. She mopes around her dingy home alone with her daughter.

Appearance: Syliva has long, gleaming blonde hair, bangs curled and the back straight and everlasting. Her silky-smooth skin brightens in the sun and her lips waver fluctuently when she speaks, like a rose petal in the wind. She dresses in pink, as well as garbing in the attire of a mere traveler. Vagabond clothes seem to somehow suit her.

Personality: Sylvia is thought by most to be the figure of a princess, sauntering gracefully across the humble earth, catching the eyes of the mesmorized men. However, she is not of the sort. Sylvia, in fact, hates to dress up and is somewhat of a tomboy. She has the skills of a lady, but tends to be even more free with her affairs, which enables her to easily gain the respect of some of the men she has brawled with.

History: Sylvia was born and raised in a cityside port town, called Utopia. This city earned its famed name through the years of providence that enshrouded the founding of her nation. Meager hardships were faced, and many legends were born. One legend in particular seems to interest Sylvia more than any other: The tales of the Harpy and the Seraph.......

She has lived her life as a simple cleaning girl at the local manor of Count Howsen, the Magic General. She worked there frequently to earn a wage that could support her poverty-stricken family.

One fateful day, she overheard the conversation of two fellow maids. They spoke of a contest to win over the count's heart. He was apparently lonely and wished to marry so this contest would determine a bride for him. It was a contest of talent.

Sylvia showed up at the floor of the ballroom where the contest was conducted and watched the contestants from afar. They were singing and dancing and reciting, all better than what she could do.

Regardless, she entered and presented herself in front of the handsome Count Howsen with a bow in hand. She arranged several target and shot at them with amazing prowess, but when her turn had ended she received,"Foolish girl," and laughs at her attempt. She was returned with but one smile; and it was from Count Howsen.

Techniques:

Certain Shot: Sylvia usually executes this attack by firing one concentrated shot that practically never misses.

Feint Missile: Sylvia launches a feint, or diversion shot, and elluded eyesight from her opponent. She then fires rapid shots that can lay critical hits on her adversary.

Storm: A shower of raining arrowshafts drop from above to pierce the enemy endlessly.

Golden Shot: Another concentrated attack, but this one deals massive damage to the enemy. However, it takes longer to conjure the strength of the blow.

Approved by the lovely LadyElvenarcher

Name: Lansher (the frost) Fang
Age: 16
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Grey
Weight: 50 kg
Height: 175 cm

Weapon: Katana

Armor: Regular clothing

Strengths: He’s pace is incredible. Style and finesse is also admirable.

Weakness: He can easily be hit if he’s not focused. He is not very physically strong.

Skills/Magic: Except his abnormal katana skills and unnatural acrobatics skills, none.

Personality: He is cold and seems hard as stone. He act like he feels and almost never speak. He loves a good fight and would never give in. He has shut off anything even close to emotions. Honour is not a word in his dictionary.

Appearance: He is quite thin and ragged. For his young age he has an adult look to his face. His hair is long and kind dirty looking with a couple of plaits in it. He wears a dark brown leather jacket witch is full of holes and really looks weary. Underneath he has a dark sweater witch is quite tight sitting. He has some tights under a skirt like thingy witch makes it easier to move fast and have better movement. He has large leather boots witch fits and follows his feets every move, and on his right hand he has a glove for better grip on the sword, since he is right handed.

History: He grew up in a gang area. He lived on thieving since both his parents were gone.

His father died in an enormous gang fight that really was about nothing at all. Just two gangs testing their strength. His mother was nothing, but a prostitute that was dying of illness or plague.

In his whole life he had to learn by mistakes and that really hurts a lot. He had gotten some training of his father before he died. So he could wield a sword. He immediately wanted revenge of his father and therefore he began to train with his sword. He used whole days on training; he sometimes got lucky and got a training partner.

He trained so hard that he forgot all about his revenge and became a bounty hunter at the age of 15. He was the best swordsman around and his focus was at a top. He got well paid and a lot women’s eyes on him. He never did like attention an soon he had enough money to get out of the city, but first he had to cut his strings in the business. He got his nickname from that event. But no one really knows how he did it. All that is known is that 50 guys was found slaughtered on the street next morning and Lansher was nowhere to be seen. It was just a layer of frost in the air.

Whew... about time I got a new character. Everyone's bio's (except a few) are so short! What's up with that? Anyways... here is my new one, approved my Mirren:

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Name: Kyrias
Nickname: Hunter

Race: Unknown.

Gender: Male

Age: 22

Eye Color: Cobalite, a rare form of blue. His eyes were changed to this color by the substance of the same name. The Cobalite was used on him during his magic training, to enable him to use the magic.

Height: 5 foot 11 inches

Weight: Around 140 pounds

Special Markings: He always carries a large flower with him, grown by his father in their flower patch. It is significantly bigger then the other flowers of that type, it is but one mere flower, and it is the size of twenty. This flower is unusable because of its large size.

Profession: None. He will work some odd jobs occasionally for money, though.

Main weapon: Staff/cane/rod.

Secondary weapon: Short sword, possibly a dagger.

Strengths: As he gains more Cobalite and other items, his magical strength can grow. He is physically very strong, but focuses not as much on his physical strength as he does his magical. He feels that if he tried hard enough, he can surpass his physical strength by gaining Cobalite.

Weaknesses: He has yet to find them. Unfortunately, he seems to have lived a sheltered life. The only purpose of his training was to strengthen him to possibly support his family when he grew older, but this was never put to use. Instead, he decided to leave home and wander around, in search of Tear Stones.

Inventory:

Flower Pouch 1 – Stocked with 10 plants, holding 10 true flowers per plant. One dose per pouch.

Training Staff – A long, wooden staff designed specifically for training. Will break or burn.

Large Flower – A large flower of unknown species carried by Kyrias wherever he goes. Cannot be used.

Water (5 quantity) – Refreshing and cold… ahh! Restores health.

Bitter Herb (5 quantity) – An enchanted herb that tastes as awful as it looks. Restores magic power.

Magic skills:

Blast – A fiery explosion upon the enemy. Lv. 1 Fire.

Splash – Spray water at the enemy. Lv. 1 Water.

Heal – Heal one party member. Heals little health. Lv. 1 Healing.

Appearance: He looks like a human, though he is not of that species. He is sort of tall, more average size, based on Human standards. He is noticeable by his hair, which is significantly shorter then most hair of his kind and colored a dirty blonde. He wears some armor, but it is not something that could be used to describe him, or save him for that matter. He is fairly muscular, and is often found training with his staff or with magic. He used to have green eyes, but the Cobalite turned them blue. The blue shade is recognizable because it almost glows in moonlight.

Personality: He is very determined and will never turn down a fair challenge. He considers his main goal to find the rest of the Tear Stones and increase his knowledge of his weapons and his magic, and his family. Much of his life is shrouded in mystery, and he sometimes demands to know his past. He is very playful and joyful, and always tries to lighten up the situation, whatever it may be. He has the silly and stupid belief of trying to make everyone happy, as he cannot stand to see friends fight.

Biography: His one goal in life might just have been to find out what he was meant to do. Intrigued by destiny and fate, of which many ideas were inspired by his trainer, he searches for answers that he is almost sure will never be found. Strange and mysterious things always amused him… such as his large flower. He never knew exactly what type of flower it was, but it was something special, he knew that as much.

The flower he carries with him was grown by his father in their little garden patch next to their old house. The house used to be in wonderful condition – snug enough to fit the family of three, him an only child, but spacious enough to provide room for everyone. He grew up a wonderful life, but hardly remembers most of it. He is more tuned in on recent events, or the present.

His flower patch was very important to him. It symbolized how close their family was, and was most definitely a tradition in their village to have a family flower patch. The flowers that grew in their families patch were small but powerful, as a dose ground up and made into a liquid substance could easily was the color out of anything. One stem contained ten flowers – and the flowers are very small. One patch of ten flowers on a stem might take up the area of your palm. However, one day a large flower popped out of the ground. This one flower was the size of twenty flowers alone. From that day forward, Kyrias plucked the flower out of the ground and always kept it with him. It never seemed to die, either.

His childhood was filled with fun and games. He grew up in the village of Sarlian and had a wonderful relationship with his father, unlike most that were seen those days. He grew flowers with him and picked them from the patch with him. He went to school like any normal child his age, and played with the mysterious creatures in the forest. A lot about the races own area was unknown to them at the time. It is still unknown today. One day he was caught bringing home a strange blue stone – the stone was about the size of both palms, and had a metallic dark blue coloring. His parents tossed it out the window, claiming it useless.

In his teens, he began training. His teacher, of whom he forgets the name of, taught him how to wield a staff. He still owns the training staff he received from the teacher – it’s not like he actually had money for an upgrade. One could have gone into the forest to find the correct materials, but the forest nearby the village was vast, unknown, and practically forbidden. Most people did not even leave the village, unless for food or otherwise.

He stopped his training for a while to get a proper education. Though it did him little good, because the people were expected not to live off of intelligence, but how fast they could get to their own food. The society craved order… a discord of sorts, and he had a dream that he would be the one to do it. Of course, as most dreams go… he was not. Crushed, he led himself into a small depression.

He sought aid from his trainer after the depression. With his flower in hand, he walked through the door and spoke to his master. He wished to continue his training, and had brought his Training Staff. Before he could move, his trainer attacked him head on. Kyrias grabbed his staff and blocked the attack, upon which he was accepted into training once again.

Whatever he had to do to get stronger, he was ready to do it. His strong will he knew would guide him, and he was indefinitely determined. His teacher took out a blue stone. Of course, with his terrible memory, he hardly remembered the meaning of such a stone. Apparently, according to his teacher, this stone would grant him just a bit of magical power – something he might have needed at the time.

The stone, entitled Cobalite for its blue sheen transformed the color of Kyrias’s eyes from green to blue. From this point forward, Kyrias was able to take his skills to the next level. The Cobalite also had another name – the Tear Stone. It was believed that these stones were formed by the Goddess of the Moon, whose tears fell to the ground when she lost her love to the sun. These tears formed hardened stones, hence their other name, the Tear Stone.

His father began to grow ill soon after this. It was supposed to be a time of recovery for Kyrias, but it was not so. As his father grew weaker, his mother followed. Eventually, his father grew terminally ill and died. His mother survived with modern medicine, but whatever his father had was completely incurable. On his father’s gravestone, he placed his large flower. Thank you, he said to the stone, and walked slowly away.

He resided in his home for the next year or so, continuing his training on his own. He became stronger and toned his skills in the magical area. His abilities never seemed to strengthen, while his physical strength went wild. He had even fortified the walls of the room with metal, so as they would not break. His mother strongly disapproved of his training… but he cared not.

His path took him back to his teacher again. He noticed his magical skills were not improving, and he begged for greater power. Of course, he was told that such a stone was not easy to come by, and one would have to set out and search for it on their own to find it. Most of the stones in existence, though, were already in possession of another. He was warned that he may have to fight a person to gain a stone.

In his determination, he set out in search for the Cobalite, a rather selfish quest. Of course, so many of his thoughts remained unanswered. Many things in his life had been left without answers – what his father’s death was caused by, why his memory acted so poorly, why most people never left his home village of Sarlian. What was in the forest none dare enter? He questioned why just about everything about his race was shrouded in mystery. He didn’t even know the name of his nationality.

Frustrated and wanting answers (and Cobalite), he took matters into his own hands. He snatched his large flower off of his father’s grave, said goodbye to his mother, and set out on adventure. He had no idea that he would find so much more then Cobalite on his adventures…
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Name: Adel Del'Curn
Age: 86
Race: moon elf
Class: Weaponsmaster
Sex: male
Weight: 135
Height: 6'2"

Weapon: Twin Scimitars
Armor: Mithril Chain Mail

Strengths: Swordplay
Weakness: He's often naive, and righteous. So he's a bit too trusting
Skills/Magic: Elven magic; which includes basic healing spells, and extensive knowledge of the elements (wind, water, fire, and etc.).

Personality: Because of his youth, he is often naive about choices, and often makes choices off of hearsay. Like all elves his very righteous, and only fights when he has everything to loss, or when something goes against his principles. But unlike his follow elves, he loves making friends, and would gladly bend over backwards (which he can do) for them, which makes him way too trusting, because he's too blinded by making friends to see if they're trustworthy or not.
Appearance:
-Eye Color: Lavender, specked with gold
-Hair Style: Choppy (chin length)
-Hair Color: Light blue
-skin Color: White
-Skin Tone: Tan
-body build: slender
-clothing:
1. Headgear: none
2. Chest Armor: Mithril Chain Mail
3. Leg/Arm Armor: Mithril Chain mail
4. Boots: Leather
5. Casual wear: Green tunic, with a hunter green cloak
History: Adel was born in a small elven village, where he lead a happy childhood. Then a band of theives came a burned and killed all of his elven kin. He was found half dead, under a pile of rubble.

A strange vagabond found him, and took him in as a son. As they're relationship grew, Adel found that the "strange" vagabond was his father, who was absent during the raid. His father, Contil, was a very skilled weaponsmaster, and took his own son in as his apprentice.

Now, a few short centuries later, he grew into a strong weaponsmaster himself. Although he favors his twin scimitars more, he can masterfully use any other weapon imaginable. His father died of old age, he was rather old for an elf at the time of Adels birth. And now Adel travels from village to village, trying to find a place to call home, and someone to call his apprentice, so that he may continue the legacy of his father's teachings.

Name: Blaze
Age: 17
Race: Elemental
Sex: Male
Hair: Short, spiky, black
Eyes: Black
Weight: 150 lb
Height: 5'10"

Strengths: Incredibly fast and agile. Can control and create fire.

Weakness: Does not have a lot of weaknesses but water attacks is the only thing that will damage him greatly.

Skills/Magic:
Element Boost(skill)-When surrounded by fire his power increases.
Ember(attack)-A beam of fire
Inferno Blast(attack)-A powerful blast of energy and fire.

Personality: Mysterious but playful. Lazy and stubborn. Will always help others and think of others before himself. Always tries his best and will keep going until he dies.

Appearance: Red shirt and Black pants. Has the chinese symbol for fire on his right arm.

History: Was born on the planet Force. His kind could control the elements. But his planet was destroyed by an unknown force. Only 8 of his kind survived. 5 landed on Earth but the other 3 were lost. His 4 friends who landed on Earth with him are Lily, Frost, Lumis, and Shadow. Lily's element is Earth, Frost's element is Ice, Lumis' element is Light, and Shadow's element is Dark. Together they trained and got stronger. They eventually left earth to search for their 3 lost Elementals and defeat the unknown force that destroyed their planet.

As soon as they left, they found one of the rouge Elementals. They landed and a planet called Warlob. It was the one that controled the wind. Her name was Zephia. When they first encountered her she put up a good fight. After they explained who they were and what they were doing she gladly joined their quest. She also said that 2 other people who can also control the elements were on this planet. So they followed her to the other 2.

They meet up with the onew who controls water. Her name was Tidra. She talked with Zephia and she joined the party. Blaze seemed to notice a similarity with Tidra and Frost but he just forgot about it. Tidra warned them that Flash, the one who controls lightning, doesn't like to be bothered.

When they met up with Flash he immediatly forced lightning down on them. Everyone except Blaze was knocked out. Blaze fought with Flash and defeated him. He then explained about the situation. When Flash heard that his home planet was destroyed a long time ago, he got so angry that he wanted to destroy this uinknown force with his bare hands. So the 8 surviving Elementals set off to find the force that destroyed their planet years ago.

Name: Lunac Canis
Age: Unknown
Race: Elemental Controlled Lycanthope(wolf-hylian with element powers)
Gender: Male
Height: 6' 6"
Weight: Always around 130lb
Eyes: Yellow
Hair: Slightly silver

Weapons: Long sword

Powers: Elemental spells on fire and ice

Skills: Agility, combat

Strengths: Fighting, logic
Weaknesses: Doesn't trust anyone, tends to get cocky.

Personality: Isolated with good reason, flaring temper.

Appearance: Wise-looking, but with a peircing stare. He always wear a loose brown cloak with brown boots. He has grey hair on his arms, being a half-Wolfos.

Bio: Orphaned by Ganondorf at a very young age, Lunac was raised by the new Deku Tree as a Kokiri, until he went out of the forest when he was 16 and was captured by Koume and Kotake's spirits. He was torured, but because of Koume and Kotake's bad spells he was accidentaly granted powers on fire and ice.. He was also cursed with yellow eyes and silver hair.

Being of no more use to them, he was thrown into the Death Mountain crater. He survived the fall into the lava because of his powers on fire. He pulled himself out of the lava, stumbled down Death Mountain and Kakariko village, and returned to Kokiri Forest. There he learned his origins: He was not a Kokiri but in fact one of the Godess' Sons. He was the incarnation of the original people of the Forest, the Wolfos, and had to protect them whatever happened.

Angry at the fact that the Deku Tree had lied to him all this time, he refused his mission, setting off on his own into the deserts of Hyrule, where he learned swordsmanship with the Gerudos. Having completed his training, he stayed with the Gerudos until he could not stand their sedentary life, and went off to adventure once more...

To fully understand this, it would be a good idea to visit Rec’s older brother Rio's page.
This is also a copy paste from Microsoft Word, so it may come out a little distorted, I’ll try to fix it as much as I can.

Character Name: Rec

Real Name: Rec
Appearance

Age Present: 6

Race: Human/ Elementalist

Sex: Female

Height: 4’2’’

Weight armored: 62 pounds

Build: A shy girl, but very strong for her age

Skin: White

Hair: Black

Eyes: Midnight Black

Elemental Type: Master of the Elemental System

Weapons

Right Hand Weapon: Elemental Gem

Left Hand Weapon: Elemental Gem

Auxiliary Weapon: N/A

Armor: Just the clothes on her back.

Skills/Magic:

Her Magic lies within her two elemental gems. Each possessing the same elements as her brother, Rio, they are embedded into her palms. Her attacks cannot be sustained for londer than 30 seconds. The attacks are:

Water- She summons water from the air and projects them in any direction she points in.
Fire- The gems produce a steady burst of fire.
Ice- Ice is shot out of her palms in any form.
Electricity- Pure electricity is shot out of her palms.
Wind- Gale force winds sprout out of her palms creating a strong and steady gust.
Sound- A loud sound is emitted from the gem, created extreme discomfort to all but Rec.
Gravity- Speaks for itself, the control of Earth’s gravity in any giving area.

Strengths/Weaknesses
She is fast, and light. Running at up to 10mph, she can also jump up to 10 feet. Her stamina keeps her going for a while. She can also cast all her spells while running, and is also extremely smart, although her way of talking does not suggest it. She is especially strong in math, calculating angles in the blink of an eye. Although she is powerful, she is still just a child. If she is hungrey, she MUST eat, or else... you don't want to know! She can get frustrated easily, and is not very persistent. She also has a short attention span, and usually during a battle will go off to look at a butterfly, or something of that nature.

Appearance
She looks like any other six-year-old Earth girl, but is very different. She always insists on wearing the same outfit every day, so her mother bought her many copies of her original light blue with a green tint shirt, and the normal blue jeans. Her shirt has a purple flower stitched in, that she did herself.

Personality
She is very polite and shy. She is also very courage’s. Always wanting things to go her way, she isn’t very flexible. Sometimes she can nag, and nag. Her girlish charm allows her to defeat many opponents with ease. Nobody would hit a six-year-old girl. She likes to run, she loves to run. She has a stamina that is unmatchable, and loves to win.

History (Visit Rio’s page, or else you will not understand this)
After Rio had defeated Chad, and peace was restored to the land of the all-seeing eye, Rio’s mother had a baby girl. This girl was suspected to have some of Rio’s elemental powers trapped inside of her. As soon as she turned 3, she was taken by the 7 elemental masters, to unlock her full potential. For three years she trained, until finally she had gained most of Rio’s powers.

She was released to her family, where she was told she had a brother, in an alternate dimension. She was determined to get him back. Her mother knew this day would come. Rec was the only one that could open a portal to Rio’s dimension. She was given a necklace with a blue tiger tooth. It was her brother’s. While her mom was pregnant, Rio told her to give this to her

“When she finds Rio tell her to wish on the blue tooth. This will bring them both home.”

She opened her portal, and went to find Rio. After months of traveling she came across Leon, he told her where Rio was. Rec rushed at full speed to the given location. She found him, recharging his suit.

“Are you… Rio?” She asked timidly to the massive metal body.

Rio cocked an eyebrow, not that she could see it though. “How did you know my name, who are you?”

“It is you, YIPPIE!” She started to jump up and down.

Rio now sat up. “Do I know you?”

“No, but I know everything about you. After you came to this dimension, your mother gave birth to me, remember.”

“I never knew my little sibling…”

“Now you do! I’m Rec!”

“Rec…”

“Yes, ooo! This’ll help you know me!” Rec pulled out her blue tooth.

“My blue tooth, you are my little sister.”

“Yep yep yep! I learned all that elemental stuff just so that I could bring you home!”

“You can bring me home?”

“Yep, its just a matter of… uh… um…”

“Yes, yes…”

“I forgot.”

“You forgot how to get us home.”

“Yea, sorry.”

“I guess we will just adventure together than, brother and sister. I just have one question, how did you recognize me in the suit?”

“That was easy, I don’t know what you look like without the suit, so it didn’t matter!”

Rio and Rec now wandered on, always together. They will now try to find a way back to wense they came. They both want to go home.

RANK
(I dont know if someone gives this to us, or not, but I'm making my own!)
Player: Technolink
Character: Rec
Overall:III
Strength: II
Speed: IV
Magic: IV
Skill: III
Armour: II