Character List

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name:Fisher

age:23

race:human

gender:male

hair:His hair is blue and long

eyes:blue

weight:159lb

height:5'4"

weapon:A hook.

strengths:Fisher is very stealthy,quick and swift.He also can see very far.

weaknesses:Fisher is not strong,so it takes a while for a succesful kill .He also has some trouble blocking because he was not trained for long.

skills/magics:Fisher can use a few water spells such as cause a small wave or create a water barrier. Other than that,he can run fast.

appearence:Wears normal blue jeans,a white under-shirt with a red vest,blue gloves and has his hair long. He is not very muscular.He usually wears a leather belt.his shoes are normal brown leather. He wears a blue ring.

armor:All Fisher has is normal clothes.

personality:Siereous at times but can sometimes be on the not so bright side. He also is determined to finish what he started.he is not very good at working with teams,but will if he must.He hates to be forced into or out of a situation.

biography:Fisher grew up in the town of Fisher. As a child,he loved to fish and swim because he lived by the ocean. He grew up as an orphan because his parents left him at the age of 2. Later at the age of 16,he bought a giant hook the size of his head. He later started to take lessons on how to use it as a weapon. When Fisher was 18,he moved to become a traveling merchant. One day,2 years later,he over heard 2 men at a resterant talking about some kind of arena. Thinking it was nothing,he kept on traveling until he reached a boating town. He saw the 2 men,who ended up being bandits who tried to attack Fisher. He used his hook and beat them. One spectator said he should go to the battle arena. Fisher thought it would be a great idea so he got on a boat and,3 years later,he reached the battle arena and hoped he could participate in it.

Name:Kijimisu Tamihami

Age:18

Race:Half Human Half Elf

Sex:Male

Hairlue

Eyes:normal form:green bear form:gold

Weight:Normal form:137 llbs,Bear Form:327 lbs

Weapon:Normal form:Ice sword called skater that has ice surrounding it and will freeze opponent when hit and is a good defense. Bear form:Claws and sapphire necklace which is his key for transformation.

Strengths:strong against archers,swordsmen,Gerudos and elves. He's known to block arrows and maul archers in his bear form.He also slashes up swordsmen and can crush them with one paw.He just roars at elves to scare them away.Gerudos are just no match for him because their attacks don't hurt him except the Triforce of power.

Weaknessog and Cat eared demons and Sorcerers,he's just intimidated by them.He also
hates fire.

Skills/Magic Ability:Ability to shoot lasers from his eyes in both forms.Has bear claws on hands and feet in both forms. He also has the ability of laser forcefields.
He can shoot a blue laser beam out of his mouth inhis bear form.
He can also do the 7 devil card attack which is his special attack it has 7 japanese characters that when he says one of the names the character will appear on the opponent's head and will cause pain or do whatever the character stands for.
Claw Tornado is an attack were he exposes his claws and spins and dismembers the foe or have them in a lot of gashes.
7 Devil Card changes Kijimisu's element intoower-Ki
Fire-Miakas
light-tikrato
Darkness-sikuto
Nature-hikso
Explosion-fukatji
Painshock-ni'ackto
Family:Mom,Dad,and brother

Grew up with Parents:No

Pets:At one time he had a grizzly bear cub

Beliefs:He practices Shinto

Attitude twords others:Fair,but some better than others.

Personality:Very Serious but,also very wise

Purpose:Searching for who he is and to find his family

Appearence:Kijimisu wears long,gray boots.He also wears a white football jersey with a blue number 6 on it. He also has a black Japanese character tatoo which appears to be the family emblem.Kijimisu also wears black jeans and bear fang earrings.His bear form
is a large Brown Grizzly Bear with Blue fangs and claws.

Bio:Kijimisu tries hard to remember his family but fails.The sapphire necklace and family
emblem is all he knows about his family.Kijimisu's been traveling since he was 12 searching for who he is and his family.Then one day Kijimisu befriends a bear cub and the bear cub saves Kijimisu from an assassin.The bear infused with the sapphire necklace and allows him to control his powers and if the sapphire is broken then Kijimisu would change into the bear without warning and will become very,very destructive and deadly.
The assasin that tries and kill Kijimisu is thought to be Kijimisu's brother Suyoko and belongs to Mukaro Prime.So Kijimisu also believes that his mother have something to do with it too.Kijimisu sets out for a new adventure and will take down anyone who gets in his way.

Name: Tidra
Age: 18
Race: Elemental
Sex: Female
Hair: Long, curly, and black.
Eyes: Black
Weight: 113 lb
Height: 5'5"

Strengths: Very agile and a master at Tai-Chi. Is very good at using her opponent's weight and strength against them. Can control and create water.

Weakness: Since she uses Tai-Chi, she is not very strong. She has a hard time fighting someone smaller or lighter than her.

Skills/Magic:
Element Boost(skill)-When surrounded by water her power increases.
Droplets(attack)-Fires multiple small water balls.
Tidal Wave(attack)-Fires a large amount of water into the air and then brings it back down.

Personality: Quiet and reserved. She is very calm and only speaks when spoken to. She can get very crazy sometimes and usually loses control of herself. She is also very shy.

Appearance: Her facial features are exactly like her sister's: small cute nose, thin asian looking eyes, and small facial bone structure. She does not have large muscles, but she has a lot of muscles definition. She wears regular blue jeans and a blue V-neck shirt. Has the Chinese symbol of Water on her right arm.

History: Was born on the planet Force. Her kind could control the elements. But her planet was destroyed by an unknown force. Only 8 of her kind survived. 5 landed on Earth and the other 3 were lost. She was one of the three that were lost. She and 2 other Elementals, Zephia and Flash, landed on a strange planet called Warlob. Warlob was a baren planet, but had enough wildlife and water to keep the Elementals alive. Flash soon left the two girls and went off on his own. Even though Zephia was very energetic and she was very quiet, they became very good friends. They learned to live and survive on their own.

After 15 years on planet Warlob, they met the five other Elementals. They left Warlob and went off to live on Earth. They wanted to learn different techniques and other ways to use their Elemental powers. Tidra soon developed a crush on Lumis, the Light Elemental, but since she is so shy. She hasn't been able to tell him yet. She is the older sister of Frost. She is very protective of her.

OOC: This is a character from one of my stories I wrote a while ago.


Name: Project 39

Nick name: Surge

Species: Gordothian

Age: 34

Personality: Born to fight so he is very aggresive. Lonely because everyone runs at the sight of him.
He may look like a blood thirsty, pure evil beast. But under those yellow eyes and grey skin, he is like
a human being.

Appearance: See picture right here. (Sorry proportions are bad, I can't draw that good on a computer.


Weapons: he has been mutated and has countless retractible tenticles protruding from his back. Median blaster pistol, a dark,

black, Steel lightning sword with a white sheath, Wrist cuff has
two retractible knives jutting out for a good quick stab. Feet and hands are also deadly weapons because
of his extremely sharp claws.

Armour: Verry little armour. See picture for armour he does have. Verry tough skin that's hard to penetrate.
If he loses a limb, it will grow back in mear seconds.

Strengths: His senses have been geneticaly enhanced so he has excelent smell, sight, hearing, speed, and agility. Gordothians

have a healing ability that in a few weeks they can regenerate lost limbs, but Surge can regenerate alot faster because of

his mutation.

Weakness: Since his senses are hightened, he feels extra pain when hurt in battle, But is extremly tough so as to not show

his pain.

Skills: Slag, see bio below, has messed with his genetics and abilities, now Surge can give bursts of energy from his wrists

and tenticles. Hence his nickname, Surge. And all his senses have been hightened.

Bio: Project 39 was taken in by slag's research scientists when he was a baby. He was mutated, twisted, and torchured. When he was a little older, Slag, an evil, cyborg, warlord who is plotting to rule the universe one galaxie at a time, began training the young Gordothian for battle. He taught him almost everything he knew. Slag became Surge's fatherly figure for a time. But then the worst happend, when he was 12, Slag brought Prodject 39 to to a metalic chamber and spoke to Surge, "My son, you are about to make history, enter this chamber to begin." Project 39 entered the chamber expecting a test of skill and combat, but before he knew it, he was shoved to the floor by 2 large androids and his hands and feet where cuffed. Then they began the mutation process and attaching the robotic tentacles. Surge, even though he was a tough boy, screemed in pain during the final mutation process of the lightning ability, and the tenticles.

The young Gordothian emerged from the chamber and looked up at his father, "Why? why father?"
"Don't fail me my son." Slag spoke to him. "You will help me in my reign over the universe by eliminating our foes."

When Surge turned 34, Slag had finally recovered his long lost device after destroying planet Earth. It was a portal that allowed him to traverse between any planet of his chosing. He opened the portal to let prodject 39 fly through in his ship to attack the enemy. He entered, during this event, Slag's ship was hit by a photon Missile. It rocked the ship and jammed the portal which threw Surge through time and into another dimension. When he awoke, he found himself in a very diferent land. One full of knights and Dragons. And full of beings he had never seen before. He realized that he was many years before his time.

His mission is to rebuild his ship, and construct another portal that would transport him back to his time so he can take his place at the right hand of Slag...

This is the biggest, baddest, and meanest character I ever wrote. So prepare yourself for the ultimate Dragonio! Also be warned for length, this thing took up ten freaking typed pages. Also was approved by Ryo. There are minor changes made at the very bottom so look for those.



Name: Drago Universi (Improved)
Age: 3,126 (Seems to be a young adult except for his wise ways)
Race: Royal Chaos Dragon
Sex: Male
Hair: Red-Orange
Eyes: Emerald
Weight: 256 (Is pretty light for a dragon)
Height: 6’7

Weapon: The Dragonic Edge, which is a long sword that reaches to about eight feet. This powerful weapon was forged by the first dragon overlord, Dragis, and has grown in power over the years. It also has an extremely sharp edge that can cut through the strongest armor. This mystic weapon bears dragonic symbols down the blade and has a gold handle. It seems to hold great power within it. The sword ends like a scimitar, having a curve between two points on the end. It has a way of finding weak points and speaking to Drago. This is a dangerous sword and any not of the royal lineage will be burnt badly if they try to wield it.

Drago also now has the Whip of Chaos, which was made by Drago himself during the year of his life that he was trapped in a forest. The Whip of Chaos is a whip that has an aura of darkness around it; it also has many small spikes going down the whip part of it, but the handle is made of steel with strange padding of cloth and wood. The whip makes a very loud crack when Drago snaps it; it is unbreakable and extremely flexible. The whip has a length of twenty feet, so it usually wraps around Drago’s prey. If cut by this whip, one with a weak mind will turn into nothing and the whip will absorb it. The whip will taunt the minds of those it wounds and only people who have mastered themselves can bear a strike from this evil object.

Now Drago is so dangerous, that he has mastered using his claws, teeth, and tail. Drago has filed his teeth and has four main fangs, two on top, two on bottom. (Plus his other small teeth) Drago’s claws now extend up to six inches. His claws and teeth aren’t very good against armor, but they are good for ripping apart other things. On the other hand Drago’s tail has formed a mind of its own. If Drago is attacked from behind, his devil tail will lash out and try to stab the victim. Drago’s tail also has armor on it and that leads to a sharper tail end.

Armor: Since Drago went through major improvements, he has gained some new armor. Drago now is covered in silver steel from head to claw. Even his wings have light armor plating. His tail has quite good armor to protect his flank and the point is like a steel dagger. Drago’s spikes, horns, and teeth aren’t covered in armor however, because they are made of pure bone. So they won’t be breaking any time soon.

Drago’s claws are covered in a beautiful mix of gold and silver. It switches color every inch on Drago’s claws. Drago has ancient dragon symbols on his armor that makes it pretty resistant to magic and those so called, “guns.” Drago carved these symbols himself and they usually have a great effect on what happens at the end of a battle.

Drago’s favorite cape has also made its improvements. Drago has enchanted it with the ability to reflect objects. If a wizard were to fire magic energy at Drago, he could easily reflect it with his cape back at the wizard. Although Drago hasn’t mastered how to get it around very fast. It is red as it used to be.

Strengths: Drago has grown extremely strong and has many new abilities. His power in combat has increased by much. He is almost resistant to everything.

He is extremely strong in dark magic and summoning. Drago also is literally impossible to flank for the fact that his tail can sense movement. Drago has brutal strength and is smarter than any human will ever be. Drago has gained so much strength that he can run incredibly fast for something with all that armor. He goes fast enough to be a blur to the naked eye.

Drago has also gained mental strength as well as physical strength. He is able to see something he would do in his mind before he does it and look at the consequences. If he didn’t think it was worth it he would cancel the action and try something else.

Weakness: Drago has gained much strength, therefore, he lost many of his weaknesses. Drago is hard to hit, more or less wound, but he does have some flaws. Drago’s armor and power can’t really go well against great speed. Drago also isn’t all that fast in water. He has one piece of armor that is easy to strike. The armor right on his head isn’t good, but the foe must get past his horns. After some spells, Drago is venerable to attacks.
Skills/Magic: Drago has increased his ability in magic by tenfold. He has mastered the Dark element and Dragon magic. He is a formidable opponent and these are his spells and skills.

Hand of Chaos: A personal favorite of Drago’s. This spell fires a large beam from Drago’s hands that will engulf then burn the foe with dark magic. It starts out as Drago’s hand(s) glowing black before beams fire. The spell is under Drago’s control and is hard to dodge, not to mention that Drago can launch and control up to ten at once.

Chaos Breath: This spell happens when small, black embers fall from Drago’s mouth. That is the only warning before black fire comes from Drago’s mouth and burns anything it touches terribly. The fire usually gives a third degree burn and can light anything aflame. If light magic were to fire at the dark flames it would easily cancel the attack leaving Drago open for attack.

Dark Aura: If Drago becomes angered or is wounded badly this spell will activate with or without Drago’s consent. The spell forms a black aura around Drago that will hurt the mind of any who touch it. If something were to touch the aura they would repeat the most painful emotional event that ever happened to them. This usually stuns the foe with enough time for Drago to heal and attack. If someone pure of heart, soul, and mind were to touch it; the aura would fade leaving Drago in a bad spot.

Life of Darkness: This spell heals Drago in a twisted way. It forms a black line into the air and sucks raw chaotic energy and transforms it into life energy. If Drago were to face someone with anger, sadness, and pain as their main emotions Drago could use the spell on them and heal considerably. If something were to get in the way with no sort of dark energy within it, the spell would hurt Drago, for it would drain his energy a little and give it to whatever got in the way.

Demonic Hordes: In this spell Drago’s eyes glow red and he starts chanting ancient text. After a few seconds, one demon that is extremely hard to defeat; rises from a crack in the ground that appears during Drago’s chanting that leads to Hell. That demon is always different and has a different look every time it’s summoned. Drago can control the demon and can also put it away just as easily as he summoned it.

Bloodlust: While Drago was going through improvements, he came across the Bloodlust ability. If Drago is so close to death that a light wind could finish him off, or if he’s beyond the word rage in anger he enters Bloodlust form. In this form Drago gets three times stronger, smarter, faster, and more dangerous. He will show no mercy in this form and is extremely hard to hurt. The armor on the body is almost invincible, but then the attack has to get past the scales. The only two ways to get him out of this form are, to have a female sooth him with a soft song; or to hurt him so badly that he can’t talk. The first one is a lot easier.

Universi: Since Drago is a royal dragon he has the ability to summon dragons from Universi. Universi happens when Drago holds his hand out to the opponent and thinks of the dragon he wishes to summon. A void opens in Drago’s hand to reveal a black, empty portal. It starts empty, but in a few seconds a dragon will suddenly appear and crawl out of the portal in Drago’s hand. With the new armor Drago has, it’s impossible to slice his hand off during the spell. Drago has control over every dragon now since he has been named the true Dragon Overlord and is extremely strong. Drago’s dragons are based off of elements. They only fight with the usual skills like teeth, claws, tails, etc. Except for that every dragon’s fire is a different color and has a different effect depending on what element the dragon is. The effect of their fire will be posted in the battle rather than in this. You probably will be able to guess what their fire does based on their element.

This is the list of dragons and their elements. Apocalypse, dragon of Darkness; Lighnel, dragon of Light; Diablos, dragon of Fire; Aquamere, dragon of Water; Torando, dragon of Wind; Groundock, dragon of Earth; Ghastise, dragon of Spirit; Treneber, dragon of Nature; Lifineck, dragon of Life; Death, dragon of Death; Freezer, dragon of Ice; and Dragis, dragon of Kings.

Destruction: For this skill, Drago chants dragonic language and holds his sword out. Then he holds up his whip and cracks it three times. Then he is covered with a dark aura of Chaos and everything around him gets a feeling of despair and everything goes cold. Drago’s eyes turn red as his sword and whip fuse to make and long, spiky, evil, sharp, whip-sword. Drago slams it into the foe and it launches a large beam of chaotic energy. Not only does it hurt the foe, but it also stuns them. Then the weapon of pure evil thrusts forward and stabs through the foe’s heart. This usually kills the foe and anyone who survives it earns Drago’s respect easily. This is Drago’s most powerful spell and no one has yet walked away from it alive.

Personality: Drago has grown a lot more dormant during his change. Now he has taken on the idea that anyone he doesn’t know is an enemy. Drago is extremely wise, but is quick to anger. Drago is quite obeying to women though. During his travels females have more and more easily calm him. Sadly, the males haven’t had much progress. Anyone that is a showoff of some sort or thinks high of themselves best avoid Drago because he’ll rip them apart in an instant. Drago is technically evil now. He thinks quite smart when it comes to plans and will choose that tactic that ether causes the foe pain or lets Drago when. Drago also acts though around children, but will hate to harm them. He has a heart that is deciding between good and evil so no one will see what is coming in the future.

While in Bloodlust Drago has a completely different personality. No one can stand in front of Drago before he leaps upon him or her and begins to slash at their hearts. Drago would always choose the wrong decision. If there were a helpless person in front of Drago he would kill them instantly without thinking. Drago has only one thing he thinks about in bloodlust form, blood. Drago will actually drink blood if there is some around in Bloodlust form. He never thinks, just attacks. So therefore it’s hard to talk or reason with him in this form.

Appearance: Drago is a black dragon that stands like a man. On his elbows and kneecaps he has a spike coming out of the joint. On the elbow it curves toward Drago’s body and is about a foot long. On his knees the spikes curve upward. Drago now has silver armor all over his body. Except for the places like the horns, teeth, spikes, etc. Drago has two horns on the top of his head above his eyes that curve to the front. He also has one horn on his “snout” that curves backward. His eyes on the upper side part of his head below the two upper horns. Drago has spikes starting from his “snout,” that are quite small, going down to the end of his devil tail, getting bigger along the way. Drago’s tail ends in a triangle and has a sharp end. Drago’s eyes are an emerald green color and have a slit in the middle like cat eyes. The silver on Drago makes him look like a dragon knight in shining armor. Drago’s wings are now gray, but are purple on the see-through part and black along the outside lines. The wings are gray looking because of the metal armor. It looks like a bunch of metal sheets put together. Drago claws have a combination of gold and silver. At the tip its gold and for every little joint in his claw it changed to silver, then back to gold and so on. Drago’s hair is red-orange and goes down to his shoulders. It starts behind his two horns.

History: Drago started his life as a normal dragon. Having no idea who, what, or where he was Drago fought for survival. After five years of living in the wild knights began appearing to slay him. They would try and do this only to impress the women in the area. Drago wasn’t to be trifled with. He would take on the challenge and tear the knight apart, limb from limb. Drago stayed in this cycle of life until one day one of the Dragonio appeared. The Dragonio were an ancient race that was made completely of dragons. Drago didn’t trust the other dragon at first and attacked him. There was a long battle, but in the end Drago was defeated and sent to the Dragonio area.

The main city lived under the mountain in the land of Hyrule known as, Death Mountain. This was long before the time of the Hero of Time so evil reigned. When Drago was brought to the main city known as Cheko’pec, Drago was asked to do a task. He was to slay three powerful beasts, and from their remains form a weapon. Drago accepted and set out on this quest.

At first, Drago went into the Death Mountain and came across a fire dragon in a large room. The dragon’s name was Volvaga. Volvaga would unleash his fiery breath upon Drago and Drago would try and tear him up with a series of slashes from his claws. Drago would keep hiding behind rocks as Volvaga attacked, but Volvaga mastered Drago’s tactics with his own claws. The battle became bloody and the ground was like a burning pool of lava. The battle continued and both of the dragons fought ruthlessly against each other. Drago was beginning to lose, for Volvaga had pinned him on a wall and was rearing his head back to breathe fire. Drago threw a punch and knocked Volvaga down to the ground. Drago jumped upon him and delivered a few slashes to the neck. Volvaga still was alive, so he smashed Drago down with his tail and broth fire at him. Drago reacted by breathing his on Chaos fire back. The two fires collided and then it was a battle of flames. Every time the fires met they exploded. So Drago and Volvaga were flying around firing flames at each other. The walls began to melt as the room’s temperature went so high that it could easily melt the strongest steel, but not high enough to melt dragon scales. The heat was going to Volvaga’s advantage since he was a fire dragon and he grew stronger the hotter it got. Drago figured this out too late, because next thing he knew he was flat on his back with Volvaga’s claws digging into his chest. Drago grabbed onto Volvaga’s arms and managed to throw him off. Drago was growing too tired to carry on so he began to die. Volvaga took advantage of that and charged Drago into another wall. Drago then entered bloodlust for the first time. Drago’s eyes glowed red and his muscles bulged. Drago grabbed Volvaga’s tail and bite his teeth into it. Volvaga roared in pain as he turned and threw off Drago. Drago ran at Volvaga ran with his claws up and Volvaga grabbed Drago hands with his own. The dragons were eye to eye and trying to over power the other one. Volvaga started to gain the advantage, but Drago pushed harder and gained the advantage. Volvaga began to breathe flames before Drago pulled him over and slammed him into a molten wall. Volvaga screeched in pain as the molten lava brunt through the scales and onto the rough skin. Drago was careful not to touch the stuff. If it could burn a fire dragon who knows what it would do to a non-fire resistant dragon. Drago felt a little sorry for the great monster so to end its torment he snapped Volvaga’s neck. Volvaga’s body went limp as Drago carried it to the center of the room. Nearby a Goron that has seen the entire thing went back to his people and claimed that he had slain Volvaga. Drago didn’t really care and began to skin Volvaga. After a long time the heat of the room proved useful for Drago. He was able to melt the dragon bones and store them in a nice cube shape. Drago took the square to Cheko’pec and stored it in one of the three boxes that he was to put the earnings in.

Next Drago headed east into the forest and traveled far and wide looking for the next opponent. Drago came across a Dark Elemental. It was absorbing the pure chaotic energy that was all around in the area. It looked like a human made of black mist. Its eyes glowed red and it turned to face Drago. Before Drago could decide whether to attack it or not, the Elemental attacked Drago with a blast of energy from his hand. The Elemental’s name was Shadow. The Elemental then ran at Drago after stating his name and slammed him up against a tree. As soon as Shadow’s hands touched the tree, it withered and died. This would have also killed Drago by now, but since he was a Chaos Dragon it had no effect. Drago roared as he threw Shadow off. He went crashing into a tree as Drago ran and jumped on the tree above him. It let out a low, creaking noise before it fell upon Shadow. Drago leapt from the tree and examined where Shadow had been. He expected to see and dead body, but instead there was a black mist. Drago was about to grab something to trap the mist in before the mist reformed back into Shadow and he punched Drago across the small clearing. Drago groaned as he recovered from the blow, but Shadow was all over him in seconds. The clearing had filled with black mist and everything around them was dead. Shadow stomped Drago’s face into the ground and kept punching him. The Shadow transformed. He grew horns and blades attached to his arms. Then his blades turned double-sided. That was not good for Drago. Drago would dodge four blades then try to hit Shadow. Most of the time it missed, so it was challenging. Drago then roared and grabbed Shadow by the throat. Shadow grabbed Drago around the throat as well. They both strained for air. Drago was beginning to lose his sight and Shadow still had plenty of air. Then Drago felt something rising within him. Suddenly an aura slowly came from Drago’s scales. It was black and uninviting. Shadow had a look of fear in his eyes as the aura reached him. When it touched him, his eyes rolled into the back of his head. He then was about to regain consciousness when Drago threw a punch right into his stomach. Shadow ran out of air as Drago shoved his claws through the Elemental’s heart, cutting his life short. Drago let the body fall to the ground, where it turned back into mist. Drago inhaled deeply, taking in the chaotic mist. He quickly returned to Cheko’pec and stored it in a bottle, although Drago didn’t exhale all of it. So that led to a discovery that he could use his Chaos powers in other forms.

Drago then set out once more for the last monster that he had to kill. Drago wandered his way over to the area where Hyrule Castle now stands. He was roaming the small area when the ground shook violently. Drago toppled over a rock during the shaking. The shaking ceased and Drago regained his footing. When he looked up, there was a giant golem made of gold. The golem had eyes made of silver and it held a giant bronze club in its hands. The minerals this creature had awed Drago. The golem’s name was Glineral. Drago immediately attacked the creature. Glineral noticed Drago a second too late. Next thing Glineral knew, he was on his back with a dragon hacking into his chest. Drago was having no luck breaking Glineral’s hard, golden chest. The golem raised its club and smashed Drago over to the left. Drago swore something broke when the club hit him. Glineral grabbed Drago and flung him on the ground. Drago groaned when he was slammed on the ground. Drago was getting desperate. Then his Dark Aura formed again. It confused the golem and it became stunned. This gave Drago some time to think. He was so close to death that his Bloodlust activated again. He was angry and covered in an aura that could easily hurt anything, a dangerous combination. Glineral didn’t really think about this. He charged Drago, and found himself on his back five minutes later. Drago lunged at Glineral and ripped him to shreds. That resulted in Glineral’s demise. Drago laughed at the golem’s body and gathered up the minerals it was made of. Drago for the final time, headed back to Cheko’pec.

When Drago arrived he did as he was told a forged a weapon out of the supplies he had collected on his quests. Drago began to make his weapon in a room that was so hot, even he had to wear a fire-proof shield around him for protection. In there he made his weapon known as the Dragonic Edge.

It’s blade was made from the bones of Volvaga, it’s handle formed by the minerals that came from Glineral, and it’s power came from the dark energy of Shadow. The blade fit Drago’s grip perfectly and it was easy for him to wield. He had to spend about a month to learn how to use it. He loved this blade more than anything else… or so he thought.

With the Dragonios lived a race of evolved apes, known as Humans. They learned quite quickly, and were all quite different. Drago didn’t care much for these creatures, but there was one female that caught his eye. Her name was Eyliden. Drago had some strange feelings for her, and she had some for him. For although he was a dragon, most women had to admit he wasn’t that bad to look at. Eventually Drago some how went from liking Eyliden to loving and wanting her. After some time, he was moved into some sleeping quarters and she was moved in there as well. Then one day they both began talking, and this turned into a sort of relationship.

After living with the Dragonios for so long, Drago became bored with their race and talked Eyliden into leaving with him. Three days after their decision they sneaked out into the night and were free from the underground race.

They ran into the forest that Drago had met Shadow in. While in there, Drago found a den that they stayed at. Although Eyliden loved the den, she sensed something would go wrong, but ignored it. While staying at the den, Drago left and fought many people. One of these people was a human by the name by Tokumaru. Drago fought and befriended Tokumaru. Drago had a strong friendship with this human, and they became quite good friends, after a huge battle with one evil demon by the name of Naoru. Together they defeated the monster and celebrated. During that celebration Drago left, saying good bye to Tokumaru before he disappeared back to Eyliden.

When he returned the den was quiet. When Drago entered, Eyliden greeted him fondly. They spent the rest of that day together. The next week, a Trent caught Drago in the forest. A Trent is a tree that can walk, talk, and fight like Hell. Drago knew he didn’t stand a chance against the Trent so did nothing, but it was different when the Trent smashed him with a rock. Drago easily slew the creature. He realized the mistake of his action too late, for next thing he knew three Trents had trapped him in a circle of trees, and he was told that for his crime, he would be trapped in the circle for one year. Drago groaned as the Trents left him there in the circle.

Over the year, Drago hacked down some of the trees and began to gather his energies. With these energies he formed an evil and powerful whip. With it he poured all of his dark emotions into it. Drago also was able to smash his prison to bits. He quickly went to Eyliden once again. When he as able to explain everything to her, she gladly cleaned him up. After that, Drago thought of his defense weak. All he had were scales and he wanted more. So with the help of Eyliden, he forged his own armor. This he possessed with his dark powers and put it on. After that his fondness for Eyliden overpowered his stubbornness and he married her. For the next year, Drago spent the rest of his spare time training his battle skills and control over himself. Now he is a master and knows everything about himself. He has bid Eyliden farewell for now and sets out once more on a quest for true power…

These are minor changes to Drago. For smartness I'm going to say he is as smart as a human. As for being resistant, he is resistant to Dark magic and his defence is slightly resistant towards all physical attacks.

Ha ha! The Great Ahti has been accepted! Now let the fun begind!!

Name: The "Great" Ahti
Age: Unknown
Race: Hex-Sealer
Sex: Male
Hair: None
Eyes: a big eye with a black pupil, but no other features.
Weight: 0.82 kg
Height: 30.48 cms
Origin: Hex-Sealed Cave

Weapon: An eye laser, that's it.
Armor: none, he uses magic.

Strengths: vast magical strength.
Weakness: Very weak physical strength

Skills Magic: Offensive (Physical: 0, Magic: 250); Eye-beam, Chronos Blow, Shadow Spell, Aqua Star, Flame Shot, Mirage Blade
Defensive: (Physical: 0, Magic: 250); Spinning Ahti Illusion, Shadow Gate
Other: Elemental Seal, Hex-Sealed Weaponry

Personality: Ahti is a playful spirit. Although he doesn't enjoy fighting, he will take on anyone who gives him a reason to fight. He is more mischeivous then evil, and rarely tries to do any permanent harm.

Appearance: ATTACHED

Biography: Hailing from another time, Ahti is quite old. Despite this; he is still as mischeivous as ever. More of a spirit then a demon, Ahti was sealed away by the powers of good when he played one prank too many. After a while, he was released by some curious kids. Indebted, Ahti protects the village with his brand of magic. He enjoys playing tricks, but doesn't mean any harm. When fighting, Ahti floats around blasting the opponent with Chronos Blow and other moves. When he fights with allies, he can make one take the form of a massively destructive weapon. This effect is temporary, so there's no need to worry. He has no physical strength, and he is quite light, so powerful attacks are quite good... when they hit.

Special Abilities (other then Attacks): Besides his skill with magic, he can naturally float. Otherwise none.

Attack Details:
Offensive: Eye-Beam - An average hitting laser shot from the eye. It is the only "physical" type move that Ahti has, as it is of an unknown element.
Chronos Blow - A time-based move that freezes time for an instant, damaging the very soul of the opponent when time begins.
Shadow Spell - by spinning on the spot, darkness energy is blasted from the shadows, its pretty difficult to block.
Aqua Star - small bursts of water are released from around Ahti, and then blasted collectively in a star-shape at the enemy.
Flame Shot - A small ball of flame is shot extremelly fast at the enmy. Take a moment to charge and is none too powerful.
Mirage Blade - A time-based assualt. Blades appear from seemingly nowhere, surround the enemy, and strike at once, before disapearing again. As its name suggests, this is a mirage, but its the illusion of the pain caused that damages. Some people have been known to lose their sanity to this mysterious power.

Defensive: Spinning Ahti Illusion - Long name, lame effect. He stays still and spins in place. By doing this, he can create multiple illusionary copies of himself.
Shadow gate - A gate of darkness appears in one place, then the object/person enters. it shuts and another one opens almost instantly. Since this is unaffected by distance, size of the object/preson or time, Ahti can use this to transport virtually anywhere. He can also force people who are stationary to enter, as long as the gate appears under them. Some people are able to change their destination.

Other: Elemental Seal - By clamping to part of an ally's armour, Ahti can juice up their algined element, whilst weakening their weakness to others.
Hex-Sealed Weaponry - By using this move, Ahti can use an ally to create a weapon! While this may not sound good, its only temporary. Different allies will take the forms of different weapons. Sadly, Ahti has no physical strength, rendering this move useless unless used in all-out brawls!

My second character has been approved!

Name: Furiae.

Age: 20.

Race: Human.

Gender: Female.

Hair: Long, blonde hair.

Eyes: Blue.

Weight: 10.5 stone.

Height: 5 ft 5 inches.

Weapon: Furiae has a magical staff as well as a short sword.

Armor: Furiae wears no armor, just her scabbard.

Strength: Furiae has many magical abilities and is quite skilled with her sword.

Weakness: Although skilled with her sword, Furiae is still learning the many magical abilities that her staff holds.

Skills/Magic: Furiae can use her staff to fire different types of elemental powers at her opponents such as fire and electric by shouting the name of the element. As well as firing elemental powers, Furiae can also fire a ball of pure light energy at her enemy. In doing this, she turns the whole setting into a small floating island in the sky, surrounded by light. If anyone should fall of, they would perish in the light for eternity! The only eay to change the surrondings back is for her, or someone else with the ability to change the surrondings, to change it back herself. As well as these powers, Furiae can teleport using her staff but since she isn’t as powerful as she could be, she can only teleport a short distance.

Appearance: Furiae wears a white cloth shirt and long, white trousers. Over her shirt and trousers, Furiae wears a black cloak that reaches her ankles. Her beauty is outstanding but she is deadly in battle.

Personality: Although she seems innocent, in battle Furiae is like a deadly rose; beautiful but can hurt you if you make the wrong move. She uses her sword at first but will use her staff to get her out of harms way.

Bio: Furiae grew up in a village neither large nor small. When she became old enough, her staff was given to her by the elder of the village as was custom in her village. She learnt how to use the magical abilities her staff posses from one of the masters of the village. However, she didn’t learn all of the staff’s abilities. She only learnt the elemental powers and the power of light. At 17 she left her village as did all when they got to 17. She then found the young man Raven (my other character). Although at first Raven argued that he didn’t need a companion, after they teamed up against an enemy Raven couldn’t defeat by himself Raven changed his mind and the two became companions for life. Now Furiae travels with Raven as they look for what ever lays hidden.

Sorry, I forgot to post this character...I'll post the newest after someone else posts one.


Maj

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Name: Maj, the Wicked Shaman.

age: he's about 200, his black magic is the source of his life's longevity.

Race: It is rumored that he is Hylian.

Gender: Male

Hair: many locks of Ink Black hair hang out of the side of the bandages wrapped around his head.

Eyes: his eyes are a deep purple, but they aren't visible anyway.

Skin: Deathly pale hands are the only skin visible.

Weight: 250 lbs. including his clothing...he isn't fat, but his equipment is very heavy.

Height: 6' 8”

Weapon: His many blade-tipped chains, which hang down in his cloak from his enchanted mask, and his long, ornamental dagger which was used in ancient sacrifices many years ago. His body is protected by all of the chains inside his robes, which can be manipulated at his will to block attacks. In the other hand he carries a staff, adorned with an animal skull and silver rings. He has over 20 masks in the pockets of his clothing beneath the chains in the cloak, which he uses for deceptive purposes. If he is wearing the mask from which the chains are born from, his power increases tremendously.

Strengths: His chains are extremely hard to break, and his skill in dark magic is great.

Weaknesses: He isn’t very fast due to the many chains and things that he carries with him, and his bones are very brittle, so the chains are imbedded in his spine and his limbs to support him.

Skills/Magic:

Extend: Maj uses this technique to lengthen his chains and/or the blade tips on them to a certain extent.

Malleus: Maj uses this spell to manipulate the force of gravity on his chains, so he can attempt to crush his enemies with them.

Succumb: Maj uses this spell when his enemy has weakened, and it causes them to bow down before him, so he can administer the final blow.

Incognito: allows Maj’s powers to work with a mask, creating the illusion that he is someone else.

Lunaris: Maj uses the power of the light reflected of the moon and releases a blinding flash; this may take several moments to charge.

Appearance: Most of the time he appears as a mysterious looking figure wearing embroidered black robes, with long, open sleeves, and a large hood concealing his tall, black and purple mask, which has one large haunting yellow eye, while the other is locked in an eternal, black hearted wink.

Personality: He cares for nothing but his work. He has crafted many masks, and thinks of them all as part of himself. He lost all sanity about 80 years ago, so what he says may either creep you out, or make absolutely no sense. He doesn’t care about bloodshed or peace, it’s all the same to the shaman, he simply wants to enjoy himself and does so, using his twisted sense of humor.

Biography Originally a very kind, benevolent shaman who cared for the sick in his tribe. One night, he awoke in the twilight and saw a tall figure with glowing, yellow eyes staring at him, a most terrible apparition, indeed. It spoke to him, and told him to craft a mask, with the being’s likeness, and to offer sacrifices to it, and in exchange, it would hex the opposing tribes from invading, which Maj had been worried about of late. Maj was too afraid to say anything but yes, and the spirit vanished. He spent many days crafting the mask, and put his heart and soul into making it. As he finished, the mask’s yellow eyes lit up, and he jumped back in fear. The mask whispered to him, and told him in exchange for this deed, it would also grant him great power, after he had given enough offerings to the spirit. He was still very frightened, but his feet were moving against his will, and he carried the mask into the midst of his tribe, and spoke many terrible lies of the tribal gods requiring sacrifice, and the shaman placed the mask upon his face, and grabbed a member of his tribe, and murdered them with a long decorative dagger, and placed the mask upon their body, and it absorbed the blood that was spilled, and then he took the mask back. After many sacrifices, one year later, the shaman woke in the middle of the night again, and the figure was standing there again. “You have done well…I shall give you what was promised.” The being reached out, and gripped his hand, and Maj’s body began shaking, and he arose from his bed, and placed the mask upon his face. The next morning, everyone in his tribe was dead, and he was lying, covered in blood, in the center of the village, and he heard laughing. It was coming from the mask on his face, and he cast it away, into the forest. It rose, and attacked. He fought the mask with his newfound power, and was able to seal it away into the gap between dimensions. He gathered his supplies, and carried them all to a dark cave at the edge of the woods, once thought to be haunted by most of his now dead tribe. He entered, and began working on his next masterpiece. He had to go back to the village several times to raid for chains, blades, and such, but eventually he finished his magnum opus, which is the mask he now wears. He leaves his cave occasionally, to look for unsuspecting wanderers to test his masks on, or someone interested in buying a mask, it all depends on his mood.
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Ja'gan Ender

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Name: Ja'gan RedSky Ender

age: He is approximately 20 years of age

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Hair: Long, grey hair with large traces of black, that trails down to his mid-back.

Eyes: His irises are a solemn opaque color

Skin: Greyish white

Weight: 111 lbs.

Height: 5 ft. 9 in.

Weapon: Apocrypha of the Grey: A powerful tome containing the manuscripts of the ancient grey mages. Ja'gan found this in an aged monastery, in the depth of the woods. What happened to the Magi that resided there is unknown, but Ja'gan sought the answer, and found this ancient book in the basement area, and as kept it with him ever since. He has mastered many spells from this book, and still reads up new spells, if he has the time.

Bellero: a long broadsword that Ja'gan has kept with him, that originally belonged to his father, it's blade bears the symbol of his family, an insignia consisting of a crow carrying a snake in it's talons.

Armor: Magical Barrier: He uses the powers that he has gained from using the spells contained in the apocrypha to create a shield, made of Grey Magic.

Strengths: His magical power is incredibly strong, and he is an excellent swordsman.

Weaknesses: His lack of physical armor can leave him vulnerable at times

Skills/Magic:
<Grey Magick>
Grey Flame: He can sends balls of Grey flame at his opponent.
Grey Bolt: He can summon bolts of Grey lightning down from the sky.
Static Shell: His hand glows grey, and the resulting touch temporarily freezes his enemies in place, their bodies encased in a static-like shell, which blocks out all senses.
Grey Ultima: He releases a pure beam of powerful Grey Magic, which causes the surrounding area to darken, by absorbing light.
Geo Corrupt: he raises his hand, and the ground beneath him rises out in chunks, turning Grey and flying into his enemy.
<Skills>
Raven Blade> His sword glows with dark energy, and he swings it at his opponent, rapidly, and it eventually breaks free, the sword encased in an aura the shape of a raven, which flies at the enemy. After it attempts the attack, it returns to Ja'gan's grip.

Appearance: Ja’gan constantly wears a large, straw mage hat, with a ragged brim. he wears a long, grey, open robe that is covered in illegible symbols. Beneath that he wears a plain, white shirt. He also wears a pair of long grey breeches, and a pair of leather boots. He carries a large satchel on his left shoulder. He is usually riding a stone horse he animated himself, using his learned magic. As Ja'gan has learned more and more of this Grey magic, his body also seems to change this pallor.

Personality: Not one to engage in constant chatter, Ja'gan is usually very quiet, but very generous, and very kind. He is always one to help out, and makes friends wherever he goes. he likes to wander, and can be seen almost anywhere. his origin is unknown to most, which only adds to the mystery of his character.


Biography: Ja'gan was born into a family of Magi, and until he reached the age of 18, his life was perfect in nearly every way. His father would take him on long trips to the forest, where Ja’gan’s father Arzael taught him how to live in the wild, by way of hunting and gathering. Ja’gan’s life began turning for the worse when Arzael vanished. Ja'gan's family came to think Arzael abandoned them, but Ja'gan didn't believe it, and chose to leave shortly after, partially to set out on his own, and partially to get away from his family, who only spoke ill of his father since his dissapearance. Ja’gan encountered a large monastery during his travels. The entire place was crawling with vines, and stone flowers decorated the entrance. Ja’gan was enthralled, and he explored the place. He found the only company for him here was the thousands of stone flowers that decorated the walls. He pushed open a rusty door, the only thing in this place that wasn’t grey, and descended down the stairs into the basement. In that damp, stygian, subterranean vault he found a book entitled “The Apocrypha of the Grey.” He read from it, and discovered the former inhabitants of this ancient place were grey magi, a mysterious group of magic users solely dedicated to magic revolving around the sacred color grey. The Apocrypha was a compilation of all the Grey magic spells they had ever created, there being over a thousand in all. Ja’gan found a large tapestry on the wall, and using the sewing skills his mother taught him, he made it into a simple cloak. In the basement, he also found a tall straw hat, and took it as well. He then spent many months in that empty place, studying the old tome. Eventually he left, but not before thanking the Mages, wherever they were, by bowing before the Monastery’s entrance. He has spent his life since, honing his sword skills and Grey magic, in case he ever had to defend himself, not being one to be pushed around. He encountered another man by the name of Velios, who betrayed his friendship to Ja’gan by attempting to take the Apocrypha from him while he slept. Ja’gan awoke, and stopped the thief, who he had saved from a wild beast earlier. Velios was greedy, and he wanted all of that power to himself, once he had seen Ja’gan save him using that very book. Ja’gan left that town, knowing that the greedy heart of Velios is plotting against him.
He has been through sweltering deserts, perilous mountains, and places most men try to think not of, but go there in their dreams...an old man named Lohegro told him he was meant for higher things. He humored the old one, but Ja'gan soon dismissed it from his mind, in his humility.

Name: Boomer

Age: 15 years

Race: Goron

Gender: Male

Hair: White, mohawk style

Eyes: Purple

Height: 7 feet

Weight: 500 lbs

Weapon: One-handed hammer, bombs

Armor: Large bone shield made of a large dodongo's skull.

Strengths: He has a tough hide, and is strong enough to dig through solid stone with his hands. He is almost invulnerable to heat.

Weaknesses: He's hydrophobic, and doesn't understand the concept of dodging attacks.

Skills/Magic: He can roll 30 mph. He can cause small earthquakes by pounding the ground. He's good at bomb throwing. He is learning fire magic, starting with Flame Fist. To perform Fire Fist, Boomer creates a fireball in his hand. He holds the core of the ball in his fist while punching. This is useful against water or ice based enemies.

Appearance: He's a tall, muscular Goron with a mohawk, and tatoos on his biceps that bear the Goron symbol. His skin color is dark brown, and he is often a little dirty from digging all day.

Personality: Like all Gorons, Boomer is peaceful and friendly. He was raised to have a good work ethic, and believes that honesty, hard work, and determination is the key to success. He respects his elders, and serves as a role model for his younger brother.

Background: Boomer has a mother, Rubin, a father, Bouldros,and a brother, Clay. His parents own a ruby mine on Death Mountain. When Boomer was a child, a kokiri named Link saved his people from starvation by killing King Dodongo for Darunia, his leader. Seven years later, his people were saved from Volvagia by Link. Though he was grateful, Boomer began to question his ability to defend himself, and his people. He decided to leave his parents, and the mine, in the care of his brother while he left to find his warrior's instinct. After getting permission from his leader, Darunia, he set out with a hammer, a shield, and a supply of bombs.

Boomer is very loyal to his family, and his boss, Darunia, who is the sworn brother of the king of Hyrule, and the Hero of Time. He has a lot of respect for Great Faries because there are two that live on Death Mountain that bestow magical abilities to adventurers. His parents have taught him to be polite to all races, even Gerudos, who are known troublemakers. Since he is the eldest son, he is responsible for the mine, and his aging parents. This responsibility is placed in the capable hands of Clay before Boomer leaves.

When Boomer was a little younger, he came across a wolfos on Death Mountain Trail that was eating a tektike. Wolfos are not a threat to Gorons because not many creatures can penetrate a Goron's hide, so he and the others let the wolfos be. Over the next few days, word spread around that the wolfos was staying on Death Mountain, so he became the Death Mountain Wolfos. Boomer then named him Fang. Fang stayed out of everyone's way, and everyone stayed out of his. This went on for two weeks.

One day, Boomer noticed a burn on Fang. Young Gorons have not developed a strong resistance to heat, so parents rub medicine on burns to cure them. Boomer caught Fang and rubbed medicine on the wound. Fang saw this as an act of good will, so he began to trust Boomer. Two years later, they had become quite close. When Boomer set out on his
quest, Fang followed.

Name: Fang

Age: 4 years

Race: wolfos

Sex: male

Hair: gray and black

Eyes: brown

Hieght: four feet at shoulders

Weight: 200 lbs

Weapon/Armor: none

Strengths: Keen sense of smell, and hearing. Better sense of awareness than Boomer. Fast and agile in close combat. His forearms are strong, and can be used to block some attacks.

Weaknesses: Wolfos have tender backsides, so back attacks hurt a lot. He is wild, which is sometimes a problem in towns.

Skills: Wolfos are good at concealing themselves. Good nightvision. Over the course of two years, Fang has learned four commands.
Guard: stay and protect whatever Boomer indicates.
Scout: scout out terrain and howl if he find anything interesting or suspicious
Attack: self explanatory
Retreat: also self explanatory

Appearance: Fang is a four foot tall, gray and black wolf, with a bushy tail.

Personality: Fang is a wild hunter that is slow to trust people. Even though food is important to him, he is smart enough to know that there are more important things in life than his next meal.

Background: He is a lone Wolfos that was pushed out of the forest by a stronger Wolfos. He found that Death Mountain had few rival Wolfos, so he stayed, and got bigger by eating tektikes and baby dodongos. He found that Gorons are peaceful, and has bonded with Boomer. As long as he stays out of Goron City, Darunia isn't all bad either.

Name: Zethryn (Zeh-thuh-rin)

Nickname: “Zeth”

Age: 18

Race: Hylian

Sex: Male

Hair: An enchanting silvery color, goes down to his shoulders

Eyes: A majestic light purple color, rather wolfish.

Weight: 125 lb

Height: 5'10

Weapon: A double-sided sword

Armor: ----------- (No Armor)

Strengths: Agile and Powerful

Weakness: Zeth is shy around members of the opposite sex (females) and is weak to any type of darkness.

Skills/Magic: Telepathy, and Light Manipulation

Appearance: Zeth is usually seen wearing a silver t-shirt, that reaches a bit below his sides, rather large and covers part of the indigo cargo pants that rests on the bottom part of his well-built figure. Over his silver t-shirt is a sleevless, raven black vest that reaches the floor, a golden sheath on the back of the vest, two small straps holding it in place, his double sided sword resting in the sheath, and two large straps crossing over his chest. On his feet are deep black boots, with silver plates on the bottom, and around on his neck is a silver chain necklace with a glowing sapphire on it.

Personality: Zeth has a several close friends, and that seems to satisfy him, and because of that, he always seems to be in a sweet and thoughtful mood, but very rarely will he get angry, and if he does, he tries to avoid anything that might involve talking until he calms down, then he'll go back to his sweet and thoughtful mood. Overall, a sweet, and intelligent person. However, Zeth isn’t very fond of fighting, neither were his parents, so he uses his sword and magical skills for defensive purposes, unless he feels offense is the only option.

Biography: Zeth's parents were both very intelligent people and helped him advance his magic skills, in case he was left by himself. His mother was a potion maker that worked in Kakariko Village for about 23 years. She was well known for her kindness, and sometimes he helped out in her Potion Shop. While his mother was working in Kakariko Village, his father spent countless hours assisting the scientist at Lake Hylia, and always came home in the AM, far from when the sun begins to rise, while his mother stayed in a private room located in the Potion Shop. Zeth and his father live on the far side of Kakariko Village close to the entrance, in a small house, so the walk to visit his mother wasn't very long. Soon after he turned 13, his parents passed away to a serious illness, and left their son to fend for himself. He helped out at Lon Lon Ranch until he figured he was ready to go out on his own. Ever since then, he's been visiting the ranch alot, and sometimes even went to the Kakariko graveyard to pay a small "visit" to his deceased parents. His only close friends are Malon and Talon, but also has some other friends, who are either Gorons ,Zoras, or fellow Hylians. Zeth's number of friends continues to grow slowly, but he'll always considers his close friends, his "friends-for-life".

got my second character approved:

Name: Geva
Age: 123
Race: Derailï
Sex:male
Hair:white
Eyes:white
Weight:164lbs
Height:6 ½ feet

Weapon: a blade conntaining the power of all elements
Armor: only wears normal clothes

Strengths:sword fighting, thinking, deluding his enemies, is gifted whith the power of “traï” the power to transform, can find other swords quikly, is fast and powerfull

Weakness:is easiy angerd, underestimates his opponent and overestimates his skills, relies on his abbillities and swordskills, is evil so vulnerbale to light or good spells

Skills/Magic: His sword contains the power of all elements and he is proficient with that blade, it can also cleave through almost any metal. Can trace other magic swords. He has the abbilitie to transform into his “ascendent” form: in this form, Geva’s strenghts grow, but he loses power quikly, so he doesn’t use this form to often.In the "ascendent" form, his eyes turn red, his hair turns black and his body (including clothes) becomes black. His sword turns bigger and the colors vary to rainbow-like and black.

Personality:He’s evil, greedy and wise. Unlike the rest of his kind, he seeks no battles exept the ones where his opponent got a powerfull sword. He doesn’t like being forced using his “ascendent” form because he becomes quikly tired in that form. He only use that if there’s no other way. He relies on his swordskills to win a battle. He likes swords VERY much. He’s a swordcollector so he hunts many magic sword.

Appearance:He is 6 ½ feet tall and he wears a black vest, grey pants and a white cowboy hat. His blade is on his back. He wears also black boots and a red necklace whith a strange sign on it. This sign means for the Derailï that this is a banned Derailï and therefore no longer a true Derailï. His hair is white and reaches just above his shoulders.

History:The Derailï who posses the power of traï can transform in the so-called "ascendent form". The looks of this form depends if the Derailï is good or evil. This is probaly the strongest abillitie of all the others. There have been rumors that a "traï" can reach another level of power.
A Derailï gets only banned if its been affected by fürieh or have been done evil things. For a Derailï, getting banned is a very big thing. It is known that when a banned Derailï meets a not-banned Derailï, the not-banned Derailï either ignores it or kills it...These Derailï are known to wear a necklace with a strange sign on it.

Although he’s evil, he wasn’t that before. Once ago, he played like the rest of the Derailïchilderen and dreamed of winning great battles. He always liked swords, but that obsession brought him to what he is now. Let me explain it, When Geva whas young, he enterd a strange hole, his parents told him not to go in there, but still he did. In there, Geva saw his mistake, he whas in Fürieh… No one knew what happend in there but a few years later he returned, but he whas not the same Geva as he whas before. He carried a sword whith the power of all the elements, and thats not all he’s got from Fürieh. His parentes were so shocked seeing this boy. This was not there son… Soon he got banished before he got take the “test” and he”s got that necklace as a sign he whas a Derailï no more. The only thing that we know after this is that he’s got a mission, and that is to find the legendary blade Ragnarok…

a hundred years later he found a boy who whas wielding Ragnarok. Geva challenged him and so they fought. But in that battle something happend... When Geva whas on the winning hand, The boy became gold and his two swords merged into one sword. Whith several blows, Geva whas defeated. It took a week for Geva to recover but then he realised that if that boy could control such power, he must bring his asendent form to a higher level. And now, he is still searching for two things. One to find the boy and two to reach a higher level of power.
But in the meanwhile he search for swords that can help him to gain Ragnarok.

Name: Maximilian Cronqvist
(relation to the Castlevania series...not a real Castlevania character.)

age: 25

Race: Vampire

Gender: Male

Hair: His long, waist-length hair is ink black, and gives off a considerable sheen.

Eyes: His irises are a dark red, like dried blood. The rest of his eyes’ anatomy is like that of a human.

Skin: His flesh is pure white, paler than even most vampires. You can faintly see his largest veins which are plainly visible, because they are black.

Weight: 120 lbs.

Height: 5’10’’

Weapons: Phantom Blade Jenorath: strange-looking, long, and razor sharp sword with a gleaming silver hilt and a dark purple blade so reflective looking into it is like gazing into a mirror. When in battle, the blade emanates a strange, hazy, purple smoke that can confuse and blind the enemy. Etched into the hilt of the blade are the words “Beyond and To All Time I Stand…”


Ring of Autumn: a ring Max found in a hollow wall in an ancient shrine, along with 3 other rings, each that glow with the color of a different season. This ring glows with the power of fall. The ring gives it’s wearer the ability to use leaves as weapons, as well as illusionary skills.

Strengths: He is skilled with all manner of firearms and stabbing weapons, and his magic power is considerably powerful. He has slight regenerative powers as well.

Weaknesses: Holy Magic, crosses, garlic, stakes.

Skills/Magic:

Transform- Max has the ability to become much stronger, which results in a visual transformation as well: he grows his sharp, black, fingernails even longer, His hair grows down to his knees, and he grows a pair of large bat-like wings.

Photokinesis: Max’s ability to control the power of light with his mind, He can shoot beams of light energy at his opponent, as well as blind them with a less powerful blast, in addition to using light as a shield. He can use this power in conjunction with his reflective armor and blade to bend light and create illusions. Also, his Photokinetic Shield can slowly regenerate his health.

Blight of Autumn- sends the power of autumn’s death at the enemy, inflicting a temporary nephritis in the area he touches.

Fallen Leaves- Max uses the power of the falling leaves and can manipulate them to form many weapons, and upon his touch the leaves can become as sharp as knives, and he tends to use them as darts.

Appearance: he wears a long black trench coat over a silky white T-shirt. He also wears a pair of pre-stressed black jeans, and a pair of expensive shoes. he has a tendency to wear sunglasses, even at night.

Personality: He was once enamored with avarice, constantly hunting for money and ways to make him more powerful. Now his mind is basically cleansed of all needs besides the essentials. He can be quite unusual at times, and quite cruel as well. Outside of battle he is a pretty decent guy, unless you insult him. He tends to think he has a flair for style, which shows in his choice in clothing.

Biography: Maximilian Cronqvist was born on August 7, 1804. Max’s father’s name is rumored to be Alucard Cronqvist. Alucard offered Max many chances to battle his grandfather, Mathias, alongside Alucard’s allies, the Belmonts. Max spent many years of his early life reading literature, being lecherous, and practicing his swordsmanship. Max started a mysterious small business many years later, naming it Immortal Eye, Ltd. It steadily grew over the years, and it became very successful, and moved to Japan. While leading his company, Max learned how to wield various types of firearms and other weaponry from a Yakuza named Akira Torashima. Upon reaching his 200th birthday, He bought himself a small, stone statue of a strange, lizard-like creature, which he found in a curios shop. He had taken it home to his castle, and set it up on a shelf. In a strange turn of fate, the statue fell off the shelf, and exploded into a thousand tiny fragments, and became a portal to Nexus, which he spent a few years living in.

Max has been through many things while living in other worlds, which include getting married to a woman named Cassandra, having kids, being cloned, being temporarily mutated, and working for an evil alchemist. He has a passion for rock music, and his favorite instrument is the guitar. His children were destined to become something called the Sildarqethi, a duo of power so immense they were destined to destroy the entire world he was living in at the time, Nexus. Max was forced to relinquish this evil by devouring his children as they left the womb, to purify the souls they possessed to free them of the devils within them. Max trusted a man with red hair to resurrect them back from the dead, and he accidentally brought the souls of constructs into them. Max discovered this upon the fact that two people entered Nexus, Julius Blue and Anna, which looked exactly like Max and his wife. Max destroyed the false children, and tried to make a decent family. Julius was in shock from what his father did to purify him, as his mind was filled with images of darkness, and pain. He ran away, and a huge green beast tore apart him apart, leaving only a heartless corpse. Max, Cassandra, and Anna wept his loss, and the next day, a wicked phantom named Orion slew the beautiful Anna, and dropped her head upon Max’s lap. Max went insane with rage, and swore to exact revenge. Max didn’t know it, but this creature Orion was a shadow of himself, who was born through Max’s past job as an assassin, working for an Alchemist. Because of this, the only way to defeat the evil spirit was by Cassandra slaying it. She defeated it, and left the Hanya Mask it wore in the family lockbox, never to be used again. Max then went on a journey to find himself at a monastery on Earth, and discovered that Greed was ruining his life. He has a dragon by the current name of Astralis, which he uses to traverse worlds, using it’s newly acquired magic. he has several allies back in Nexus, by the names of Enever, a wolfen; Murasame, a samurai; Matsuko, a vampiress; and Shinkei, an elf.

Name: Dagolu Knightsmith

Age: 572 but looks like he is in his late twenties

Race: Elf

Sex: male

Hair: brown and straight, usually 1.5 inches long

Eyes: Dark green

Weight: 157 pounds

Height: 6 feet 1 inch

Weapon: sword with flail attached. The sword will channel light energy through it into an opponent, burning the enemy.

Armor:white, made of orcachalcion, highly resistant to physical attacks, and has dragonhide gloves, boots, and undershirt. the armor is resiliant to most magic attacks but somewhat weak to physical concussive blows

Strengths: able to telepathicly antisipate the opponent's next attack. good at blocking elemental blasts.

Weakness:due to telepathic abilities, if an opponent makes too many decisions about what to do next Dagolu will be confused and might be caught off guard. also thetelepathic abilities can be disrupted by subconsious attacks or reflexes.

Skills/Magic: magic is mostly future seeing so there is no damage to the opponent.

Appearance: tall, white, 572 year old elf ( looks like he is in his late twenties) with brown hair. wears white, shiny armor with a long, red cape featuring a yellow triforce on it. brown gauntlets and boots are made of dragons hide and they are stained in some places from many years of travel and wear. no shield or helmet is used . uses a sword with a small ball and chain attached on the end. always wears a red pendant from his birthplace.

Personality: kind and wise but not afraid to fight. he will always spare his opponent so he can ask them if they know anything about the Sheikah warriors which he is sworn to eliminate. he has a good sense of humour and he prefers to duel an opponent who is not a sore loser. He enjoys a fair fight but hates cheaters.

Biography: born in valinor, a kingdom of elves accross the western ocean. he later relocated to the northeastern edge of Death Mountain. He wants to defeat the rest of the sheikah in Hyrule because the shadow temple, which was built by the sheikah, is just south of his community. the shadow temple has opened a rift to the netherworld. this rift is growing north every day and threatens to consume much of the world. apparently, the rift does not grow south or west and will not go towards hyrule.

Finally, behold my third character, Chaos!

Name: Chaos.

Age: 34.

Race: Human/Demon.

Gender: Male.

Hair: Black in human form but has none in demon form.

Eye Colour: Blue in human form, black in demon form.

Weight: 12 stone in human form, 15 stone in demon form.

Height: 6 ft 4 in human form, 7 ft in demon form.

Weapon: He has a sword that he uses in human form but when he changes forms, the sword also changes into a sword filled with dark power. He also uses his strength in demon form.

Armour: Chaos wears silver, light armour in human form but in demon form he wears no armour.

Strength: In demon form Chaos is incredibly strong and in human form he is very talented with his sword. Chaos is also swift in his movements with any weapon in human form.

Weakness: In demon form, Chaos is slower than in human form. He also uses a lot of energy to change forms and is very vanrable to attacks when changing forms. Chaos sometimes wishes for death as he has nothing to fight for. Because of this, sometimes he won't fight his enemies but merely beg them to kill him.

Skills/Magic Ability: Chaos can change from human form to demon form and back again at will. However, this uses a lot of energy and the more times he changes form in a battle, the weaker he becomes. Also, in demon form, he can use his demonic sword to fill his opponent’s souls with darkness, making them collapse to the floor.

Appearance: In human form, Chaos is a handsom man with black hair and blue eyes. He wears a scabbard on the side of his lrg and wears long black trousers and a black clouth shirt witch is covered by the silver armour.. He also wears a neckless around his neck so he will never forget his terrible deeds. In demon form, Chaos is all black with silver teeth. His hands are massive and he uses them to throw his enemies.

Personality: Chaos’ personality changes with his form. In human form he is a kind, gentle man who will step in the way of anything for his friends. In demon form he changes to a stubborn demon. Sometimes he hurts the ones he cares for because he can’t fully control himself. It takes a lot of will for him to turn back.

History: When he was a boy, Chaos was just like any normal child who liked running around and playing with his friends in his small village. However, on his 19th the village elder gave him the power to turn into an animal. Every member of his village was given the power to turn into the animal that suited them most on their 19th birthday. No one would know what the animal would be until after they first used there power. But on Chaos’ 19th birthday, he turned into a demon instead of an animal. No one knew why he turned into a demon but since he was so young, Chaos couldn’t control himself and he destroyed his whole village and didn’t turn back until the destruction had been completed. Only a few people survived Chaos' attack on the village and they have now sworn to get revenge by killing Chaos.

Now Chaos can controll himself when he changes forms but dosn't travel in demon form for two reasons:
1 It uses alot of energy.
2 If someone from his village saw him in demon form they would know it was him.
He now searches for something worth fighting and dieing for before he is tracked down by his foes and killed.

Couple loop holes in the plot of the bio, but it's good nontheless:

Name: Seryth Narovoy (aka: The Phoenix)
Age: 30
Race: Blessed Human- a human-like species that is slightly taller and thinner than a regular man. They are stronger than humans and possess the elemental skills that few humans do. They also d not show aging.
Gender: Male
Temper: Over the years, Seryth has learned to control his temper. He is not affected by anger causing comments, but pities those who attempt it.
Sense of Humor: Seryth is known to pop a joke every now and then and to have a good laugh. But in battle, it all changes.
Basic Nature: Seryth is an over all good guy. In battle, he is as serious and focused as ever, but out of battle, he is known all over the land.
Prejudices: Those who try to affect their opponent in battle with just words.
Philosophy: Do not forget your past; it is what shapes the rest of your life.

Height: 6'4"
Weight: 230 lbs
Build: Strong, though not bulky, very defined
Skin Color: Tanned lightly
Eyes: a flaming red tinge
Hair: Long flowing whit hair. (better shown in appearance image)
DOB: 7/10
Alignment: Neutral
Elemental Affinity: Fire
Weapon Specialty: Long Sword

::Appearance::
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Sometimes he will wear no armor and no cape.


:ersonality::
Seryth isn't a very talkative man. He prefers solitude rather than a group of friends. Although he does have some friends, he does not see them much because of his continuous traveling. Thus, he prefers trying not to gain friends as he moves on. In battle, Seryth will no talk so much for his weapons do most of it. He does not make snide remarks or anything of the sort. He just lets the battle decide his future.

::Weapon(s)::
Name: The Adaru
Type: Long Sword
Description: This is Seryth's final weapon, and a good one as well. Many people have sought the power of this blade though those who tried to overpower it have failed. This sword is what you would call 'enchanted'. It is able to ricochet weak to medium powered energy attacks or absorb them.
Appearance: Can be found in appearance.

Name: The Twin Baruku Daggers
Type: Daggers
Description: These are Seryth's secndary weapons made to execture lightning quick attacks effectively. They can absorb small energy attacks.
Appearance: http://www.cool-camping.com/images/product/2_765.jpg bigger than shown. About one foot long.

::Accessories::
Old Dagger- This is Seryth’s beloved keepsake. After the fire, this was the only thing intact and in good shape. It seemed special because the blade did not melt under the flame.
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::Special Abilities::

Being a Blessed Human, Seryth naturally has unprecedented fighting and martial arts skills.

--Deshantaru (Crushing Force)- An attack not triggered by fire, but by mind. It is invisible in being performed, therefore the opponent does not know if it is being brought up. Seryth simply looks at his opponent for only a few seconds and the attack takes place. It is an invisible, crushing force brought onto his opponent. It's like invisible crystal (which is unbreakable unless you can find some crystal of your own), pushing into its opponent farther and farther, crushing their whole body. Once complete, the attack has already taken out 50% of the opponent's health. It can only be used twice in one battle, and must allow three posts of recharge before using it again.

--Biatorizu (the Voyager)- Using this technique, Seryth can transport the battlefield to a nation of flame. Unlike his other technique, this new arena is actually a whole new world. It is aflame and has the layout and look of his hometown. Being here brings up all his attributes greatly.

--Gyaretto (Strong Spear)- This technique is quite powerful. Flaming metal spikes the size of Seryth's sword form in thin air, reaching very high and wide and are sent forward with blistering speed. If hit (which is VERY likely), the opponent is hurt greatly and is temporarily not able to use any of their abilities for three of their posts.

--Single Gyaretto- When using this technique, Seryth can send a Gyaretto ability styled spear and send it at amazing speed. It is still raging in flame and very powerful.

--Naasir (Protect)- Seryth is now covered in a large mass of flame. This is a protective spell, so Seryth can avoid many attacks. And if an opponent attempts to break it by means of magic or physical strength, he or she is hurt and sent flying back. This can last for four of Seryth's posts.

--Faburisu (Craftsman)- With this technique, Seryth can use any material to form a crude weapon. Depending on how much material there is decides how powerful and stable that newly made weapon is. When made, the weapon is flaming.

--Shanei (God's Grace)- In a burst of flame reaching out of eyesight with strong winds, Seryth heals himself by 50%. He can use this three times.

--Saburaji (Self Victory)- Another burst of flame is made, though it travels upwards into the sky until it cannot be seen. It then goes in a downward motion as it all comes back to him. Attempting to stop this is futile. After a little shaking and weakness, Seryth's attributes are brought up immensley. A single slash could lead to bad consequences. Seryth is also covered in flame after using this technique. He can only use this twice.

:io::

Years and years ago, it was said that a blessed child was born every 1,000 years. And this blessed child was not like any human that was seen before. These blessed children possessed the power of one given element. They would be born unto normal humans, and by some special supernatural force, they would be lead to a large, forever abandoned castle. This castle was hidden away deep in the mountains, unseen to any living being but the Creator. And it was there that this child would come to life.

In describing blessed children, they are largely shaped by their given element. In their speaking, physical appearance, emotion, and personality. If a baby was to be born with the element of thunder, they would grow up to have a deep voice, a "shocking" personality (no pun intended), and would be angered easily. The child's physical appearance of thunder would be large and muscley.

Getting to the meaning of this message, there was one blessed child unlike any other born unto this world. The first to be given the element of fire, and the first to be able to defy it. This child's name was Seryth Narovoy. In the csatle he was born, his eyes a flaming red tinge. His parents were astonished. How would they come to treat a blessed child? They knew nothing of magic and spells, or even fighting for that matter. They were clueless and very questioning. Why was it them? Who did it? How did it happen?

These questions were never answered, and they never needed to be. There were qualities of these parents that were suitable to raising a blessed child that they had not discovered. Though they did not feel that this was to be their fate, they carried out their mission to raise a blessed child of flame.

They left the castle in a hurry. Seryth was crying and it was raining heavily upon the land. It could have caused death to do this.

And death occurred. It just so happened that at the precise spot and latitude, Seryth's father was hit by a large blast of lightning. He screamed out in pain and slowly fell to the ground. Seryth's mom could not comprehend what was happening. It was such a beautiful day out before. It was as if Seryth being born caused this. All she knew was to find refuge. She ran and ran, but could not find any means of a good hideout. Lightning struck again and again, missing and missing by inches.

Before too long, a large cave was in eye's view. Seryth's mom ran in with her baby wrapped in torn cloth and looked at him. He seemed so peaceful, as if the weather had nothing to do with his emotion. This was quite unusual, but nothing was very usual lately. Seryth's mom began to nurture him. . .and smiled at her young boy's peace, wishing that only she could feel it.

Years passed and Seryth grew up to the age of ten. He was a very lively boy. He acted at the spur of each moment and did not plan well. He would run around in the woods and play with sticks and would come home to a sizzling plate of dinner. The world knowing that Seryth was a blessed child, they brought him and his mom to the greatest care the ruler of the land could offer. Seryth was happy. But there was one thing that he questioned. One day, out of the blue, without warning Seryth asked the one question his mom thought he would never ask:

"What happened to dad?"

His mom was cleaning some dishes and at the sound of each word, her eyes grew wider and wider. She opened her mouth, but was speechless. Seryth's mom had never prepared for this day. She always thought it would never happen. What a fool she had been.

"Rain. . .lightning. . ." his mom answered.

Seryth was confused but still intrigued by this question that burned inside his heart. He needed a solid answer before he could do anything.

"What, ma? What happened?" Seryth asked.

Tears began to flow down his mom's eyes as she told the story of Seryth and his destiny. Hours passed and Seryth was only more interested as time wore on. He came to find out about his heritage and about how his father was once a great warrior who never gave up. Even once against one whole army and only but a few hundred men, he stood his ground and with great wisdom, he won the battle.

Seryth come to love his dad even though he never knew him; how his father was such a nice man, loved to have a laugh an dloved to spar. His father was most noted for the amazing battle he had with a whole army as mentioned before.

The story was over and his mom was crying. Seryth hugged her and comforted her.

"It's alright mom. . ." Seryth cared for his mom at that time but his mindset was now at growing to the potential of his father. He wanted to be a fighter stronger than his dad and he wanted to surpass him in any way possible.

The next day, Seryth received a wooden sword from the local blacksmith and from that day on, he would watch the city guard practice training. Later on, he would begin training on his own.
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Seven years later Seryth was fifteen years old and was a natural born fighter. Already at this age he was able to send small fireballs through the sky or create a small flame. It was unusual, of course because he was a blessed child, of course. He would seclude himself from the other children to train and spar with even some of the city guard members and would defeat them with his skill and prowess.

He had received a real sword now, though kept it sharp. Seryth loved being a child of flame. He just never knew that he would need to exploit these abilities so soon. . .

Only a few days passed before Seryth could hear the rumblings of thousands of footsteps. None of the townspeople knew except for Seryth because of his keen senses.

The night came as thunder and lightning formed and took shape. The night sky that was once peaceful and welcoming was a forbidding dark shade of blue with great gray clouds coming in quickly.

The footsteps were louder and were only about a mile away from the town. Seryth could now take the precise number of enemies there were. Well over 2,000.

He needed to tell someone. He needed to tell the guard. Something had to be done. While in his dwelling, he left his room unseen and unheard and left with his sword. He ran to the town guard as fast as he could without being seen. He came and told the commander- Trint.

"Commander Trint! We are on the brink of battle! We must do something!" Seryth yelled out. Trint was in his seat and desk, working out battle tactics.

"Yes, that's amazing, Seryth. . ." Trint answered, unaffected.

"Commander Trint! I can detect over 2,000. It is a powerful force and must be dealt with! Take a look through a telescope and you will find across the lands there are swarms of some horrible creature gathering to attack the town!"

Commander Trint gripped his telescope and looked through. He brought it down quickly and looked at Seryth and nodded. After, he walked in a hurry yelling out:

"Gather all the men able to fight!"

"YES SIR!" a soldier agreed. He ran out and announced it to all the people of the town. A great battle was about to begin. . .

The battle took place and every man able to fight was armed and ready to battle. Hundreds were posted at archer barricades across the East end and West end. The rest were posted in the middle and at the front city gate, awaiting the coming of their life or death.

As the enemy came closer, their identity was given away. They were knows as ‘Flesh Keepers’. These were powerful creatures- black in color and glowing blue eyes. Their upper bodies were large and powerful and their limbs were small. They had a head that resembled that of a wolf except their fangs showed through, long and constantly dripping with blood.

Seryth was at the front lines. He did not seem worried. Though is mom was very worried. She did not know where Seryth was though had the strong feeling that Seryth was out there, raring to fight. His sword was drawn and was set aflame as he stood next to Trint.

“Looks like it’s your first real battle, eh Seryth? Scared?” He chuckled.

“No. I want to defeat my enemy. That is the sole purpose in any battle and I intend to stick with that one philosophy.” Trint only ignored the comment as the first wave of creatures came forward.

“Archers fire at will!”

Thousands of arrows went flying into the air and glided, falling down to go through the tough hide of the monsters that were attempting to break through the town walls. All guards and warriors ran forward, Seryth in front ready to kill their enemy.

It was a funny thing, though. The youngest was the strongest. The least experienced turned out to be the most experienced. Though Seryth had lived less a life than those behind him, he was in front of the line and ready to die for his home.

The creatures thought of Seryth as easy meat and went for him first. Three Flesh Keepers jumped on him, though were blown away in flaming pieces. Seryth’s eyes were flaming as he jumped up high and cut three more Flesh Keepers down.

It went on like this for a long while until Seryth spotted the leader of the army. It was an Elite Flesh Keeper. Twice as tall, muscle all over, and carried long, sharp claws on its paws. Seryth had his mind set to killing it. Killing the leader would cause less order and would weaken the enemy.

Both warriors met eyes. They were both ready to kill their opponent. Seryth jumped, though feinted the Elite by landing behind it and sending a ball of flame to its back. It screamed out in great pain as it pushed Seryth hard to the ground. He grunted as he was bleeding at his chest. This pain only seemed to make him more determined. Seryth stood up and brought his sword downward. The attack was too quick for the creature to dodge, and soon the Elite was left with one arm.

“Die scum!” Seryth yelled out.

The battle wore on for hours and Seryth was always ahead. Seryth was truly a blessed human. His clothes were ripped and torn and he was bleeding in many spots, though not greatly. His opponent was weak, and was open for a finishing blow. Using this chance, Seryth jumped up and his sword cut away the Elite’s head. He lifted it high to show to his people. Though Seryth won his battle, the battle at the city gate was not in the town guard’s favor. At showing the Elite’s head, the guard grew in motivation and cheered. They fought harder than every as Seryth continued to fight as well.

Trint, with his twin swords drawn ran towards Seryth, cutting Flesh Keepers down on his way and stood at his side. He was speechless at Seryth’s victory and did not know what to do next except run in honor of his homeland. Both warriors cut down many monsters as they plowed through.

One spark of hope was all that was needed in order to win this battle. It was won, though left great damage. There would have been more if it weren’t for Seryth’s warning.

Days later from resting, Seryth awoke to his mom smiling. She had been worrying as Seryth was asleep for days. She hugged him and began to cry.

“Oh, you blessed child. You have saved me and the rest of the town. You have shown me who you really are. You are truly someone to be honored to be with. You are my child and I am so glad the Creator chose me to have you.”

The two rejoiced at their happiness. And as that day passed, Seryth was presented as an honorary citizen of the town. The townspeople cheered and the king blessed him. Seryth still kept a serious outlook on this.

Seryth was not satisfied with his accomplishments. All he did was become a brute and destroy those in his way. He had no reason except to protect his home. No one questioned why the Flesh Keepers came. It boggled Seryth’s mind. He decided he would investigate.

At the age of 20, Seryth had learned very little. But this little amount of knowledge he gained was very valuable. He knew the dwelling of his enemy now and he intended to destroy every last Flesh Keeper.

Leading an army of over one thousand, Seryth marched on. From dawn 'till dusk, the army walked, through forest and and mountain until they came upon the Flesh Keeper's dwelling. It was located inside an old abandoned mine deep inside the Hirono mountains. The stone door was there in front of the men and Seryth. All they had to do was enter quietly and seige it. The army was nervous.

"You don't mean 1,000 strong do not mean to tell me that you are scared of Flesh Keepers?! We defeated one army, we can do it once more."

Seryth drew a long line across the front of the army with his sword.

"I am willing to die for my home- are you? If you walk across this line, you tell me you are brave and powerful. If you do not- I have nothing left to do but let you die."

A compelling speech, every last soldier took a step across the sand and drew their swords and bows.

"Are you ready?!" Seryth yelled out.

The billowing battle cries of the army were heard and resnoated throughout the land as they ran forward ahead of Seryth. Seryth smiled and ran ahead and into the hollowed mountain. The footsteps were loud as the men continuingly ran deeper and deeper into the mountain.

And there they were. One thousand strong Flesh Keepers, their claws drawn and in fighting position. They roared blood curdlingly as they took the initiative to charge.

The men were happy to hear them. They were motivated- and ready to kill. They ran hard, one barricade with long spears ready to plunge through the first line of Flesh Keepers, the second with their swords drawn to take those leftover, and the line of bows and arrows to kill from a long distance.

Seryth was ahead of the pack and he was screaming out all he had and ran at a very powerful force, his sword aflame and his empty hand ready to throw a few fireballs.

Slashing and hacking, the Flesh Keepers went down- dead. The men were winning, though this was their darkest hour. There were more roars as another wave of Flesh Keepers ran, blood dripping from their claws. To accompany them were three, large, powerful Elites. This could mean the death of a whole army of men.

Seryth knew better. Through searching and searching, he discovered the Flesh Keepers' weakest point. It was a spot just at the end of the ribs, in the middle of the chest. The spot was small, but Seryth knew that his sword would not fail him.

He ran and ran with all his might until he reached one of the Elites. The Elite sent a claw hurtling downwards, but Seryth jumped away, took aim and flew forward with the might of a great warrior and straight into the Elite's chest.

It screamed out in pain. The sound could have reached for miles 'round, even with the walls of the mountain. It stopped breathing and slowly fell to the ground.

"One down, two to go."

Though the two leftover saw the death of their comrade, they were emtionless, save for the fact that they were roaring at Seryth and sending their sharp claws down on Seryth every which way. Seryth dodged most, though was nicked every now and then.

Once the two Elites' rampages were through with, Seryth sent a Single Gyaretto speeding into the Elites'. They had nothing to do but fall over and die.

The men cheered for Seryth, though this angered him.

"Fools! Focuse on your targets, not me! You'll get your head cut off in an instant!" Seryth yelled out.

As he said this, two Flesh Keepers jumped at Seryth. Seryth jumped back and sent his sword forward horizontally to send them both bleeding to the ground.

Though Seryth had acheived these three victories, he knew that his men were beginning to deplete. He needed to find a way to take out a large mass of the Flesh Keepers- and there was only one way to do it. Seryth called out to his men:

"Run this way towards me! Try to gain as much distance as you can from those morbid beasts!"

Seryth's army then ran, leaving their enemy behind. Ignoring the questioning of his men (he knew what he was doing), he closed his eyes and focused- focused hard. The Flesh Keepers were getting closer and closer. Seryth had to be quick. His eyes opened wide abruptly as he yelled out. He sent his free hand forward with a jerk and by then, a large blast of fire hit a substantial part of the mountain wall. The stone fell down with a crack and overtook most of the enemy. Those who survived ran away.

The battle was won. The army cheered under the command of their leader- Seryth Narovoy. He saved his town and avenged it. He was now satisfied. And for once in a long while, a full smile formed on his mouth.

Seryth and his army marched away from their battlefield and went home to receive recognition from the King of town and every citizen living there. It was a great time for him. He felt good.
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Days turned into weeks and love had befelled Seryth. A girl of the age of 18 had charmed her way into Seryth's heart. Her name was a Ada-Riku (appearance can be found in family). She was a beautiful girl. Able to weild a bow and weild it powerfully- and Seryth knew- she was the one.

As if in some twist of fate, Ada-Riku was caught by a large band of theives deep inside the Great Forest of Somcha. It is not known as to how Ada-Riku was saved, but Seryth had done it. They had done it together.

Weeks passed and it was destined for Ada-Riku and Seryth to meet and court. Seryth loved her and she loved him.

And the night came. . .

The pre-destined couple were both sitting out at the high tops of the castle Seryth once lived in. They were alone and the time came where it happened. They kissed, and through that kiss showed the couple's destiny. A light red aura began to glow around them as they both floated lightly into the sky. Their eyes were wide, both not knowing what was happening. All they knew was that they loved each other.

They both fell down lightly, holding them in each other's arms. Their destinies were intertwined and there was nothing they could do about it.

Seryth is now 30 years of age and Ada-Riku 28. They are both happily married and had moved off to a large, rural area filled with tall grass, trees, forest and a small lake. This was the best place for the two to live.

Alas, this paradise was short lived as Seryth was quickly sent off by his home town army to help in the defense of the rest of the land. He chose not to lead an army, but to go about it on his own. He only knows that the enemy is multiplying and are much more than some Flesh Keepers.

Ada-Riku wished to come with her love, but Seryth refused. She then took it upon herself to go alone, to help save her homeland. She could fight, and that was exactly what she would do. . .

Here is Dirk with more description and a few other things.

Name: Dirk

Age: 19

Race: Zora

Gender: Male

Hair: Has no hair because he is a Zora

Eyes: He has oval-shaped blue (I think) eyes

Weight: 100 lbs

Height: 5'8"

Weapon: Justice Prevails- A grappling hook that can strike pure evil. Has a power that only those with inner strength can use. This grappling hook is like one that fires from a gun that has a sharp point like a harpoon but still is a grappling hook

Armor: No armor

Strengths: He can swim at great speed and he can toss his fins like boomerangs, he can slash with his fins and create barriers too. Just like all zoras he is very good in underwater battles.

Weakness: Weak against fire and ice and was born with weak muscles

Spells: Can create magical barriers, protects from damage and can cause slight damage when touched. Protection can't last long because he is not proficient with the spell. Occasionally this spell will reflect long range weapons.

Skills: Justice Shot- A shot that strikes pure evil and temporarily immobilizes the pure evil for 25 seconds.
Justice Blast- The inner power of the weapon that can only be used as a last resort when things are looking bleak. Does a critical amount of damage, but takes the remaining power of the user.

Appearance: He is 5'8" and 100 lbs. Not really a fighter 'cause he was weak when he was born. He looks like a thin Zora and his main thing is agility. He also has unusual fins. When extended, they are huge, making him an average swimmer. He also has a scar that looks like a perfect square on his right arm. He wears a green cloth over his scar and wears a shirt made from water proof cloth. His shorts are made from the same material. His shirt and shorts are colored in a mix of light blue and white. The color of his skin is bluish white.

Personality: He is not rude or kind, but in between the two. He is fond of the peaceful atmosphere of his home. Dirk is, for the most part, pure of heart. He also is a little shy when speaking to the opposite gender that he kind of likes. Dirk sometimes tries to act tough in a fight and will say things he doesn't really mean. Doesn't like those who laugh at others. Loves those who help him out and will consider them a friend for life.

Bio: He was born into a peaceful family of zoras with no health problems. Their third son (Dirk) was born with weak muscles, but on the plus side he was born with huge fins. He was trained to be a knight for the zoras when he was little. Although he was weak, Dirk had great determination. He was often teased becasue he couldn't pass the quotas of most tests. He came to detest people that treated others with disrespect. He would love to be able to help the others that get teased, but his weakness prevents him from being able to do something about it. He often thought about finding a way to get rid of his accursed weakness. He one day received a grappling hook from stumbling upon a cave nearby his house. There was a note by the weapon that said, "This grappling hook is called Justice Prevails and can take down pure evil. One problem though is that you have to have a lot of inner strength to weild it's full power." He one day thought about joining the Battle Arena. He packed up and headed out on his long journey. Dirk finally arrived at his destination. He still has a lot to learn and he will not get much stronger because of his weakness. He is searching for a way to get rid of his weakness. He battles to find information on how to get rid of his weakness. A difficult task that he alone would not wish to go alone.

Name: Dang Man Ci
Age:26
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Hair: Blonde, hangs over eyes in front, tied in ponytail in back
Eyes: Piercing emerald green, narrow
Weight:160 lbs.(with normal clothing, never measured with weighted stuff on)
Height:6 feet 6 inches

Weapon: Eastern Sword (like a samurai), pike, (greaves)

Armor: Greaves (double as weapon), weighted clothing of special mystery material(not much for defense, training oriented)

Strengths: very strong muscles, very intelligent, resourceful, quick moving, has the earthss version of the triforce

Weakness: no real armor, only received basic training (picked up an original fighting style during his travels, watching people fight and fighting in arenas), magic is weak, cant defend himself very well, leaves himself open to attack, protective(tend to think of others before himself)

Skills/Magic: shoot electricity based projectiles out of hands.

Personality: confident, possibly to a fault. Likes to gamble, favorite game is not poker strangely, he sits around for hours playing canasta, he is easy going except during combat, durign which he is fierce and almost primal because of his desire to win, a bit casanova, but not in a bad way, he only want to help a woman in need. He is a very skilled veteran who likes to show off to the younger generations. Although he enjoys gambling he is very responsibe and looks after others during battle if tyhey are around, this may cause him to lose focus and quite possibly lose a fight.

Appearance: tall and slim, fit and musclebound although still lean, looks fierce (facial), has sword at belt, greaves on legs, and a pike across back. Clothing is a burnt red color and has many layers(this coupled with the already unnatural weight of the material makes this quite a burden sometimes), while the bottom layer(which he strips down to during serious fights) is sleeveless with drawstring pants. wears a cloak to protect himself from the weather and from attacks because while it is actually nearly weightless and made of a far different material than the rest of his clothing, he dislikes using it once a fight has started. blonde hair hangs over his face but in such a way that it cannot fall and obscure his vision, tied back tightly in back to prevent this ith the rest of his hair. his emerald eyes strike fear into his opponents and make him look much older than he is because he is wise and has seen too much war to be able to go on like it never happened.

History: born in china 180 ad, near end of Han Dynasty, became warrior at 18, two years from the end of the Han. Fought in the romance of the three kingdoms for training until he was 22 during which he experienced things brutal and heinous, including drowning of young children, executions by sword and hallways strewn with blood, bodies and pieces of bodies. He has seen women raped and slaughtered, and so he has gone slightly insane( most fighters in this time period had). he was famed as greater than Lu Bu if combat but erased from history on earth by divine intervention so he would not be missed when he left. When he left china he then set out for more extreme and rigorous training. Wandered the earth for for two years meeting many different people, and learning many new cultures and customs, and went around much of the world. he was on his way to china again to see how things had turned out, when he was sidetracked and led on a quest to find a strange triangular artifact. this was found in egypt after a long search and he was then hurled into a portal in the space time continuom, sending him to the "sacred realm" which connects parallel universes to eachother, he then was sent to hyrule to help with a theft of a similar object, but when he arrived he found it was already over. He would like to go back to his own dimension but for now, hes fine where he is exploring and battling those greater than him, for it seems that hylians are quite a bit stronger than humans from his earth, and quite a bit of the citizens are fighters so he has no lack of a challenge. he is of course ridiculed sometimes because he loses fights someone like him should win, if he were hylian, so he travels to avoid this. In his current home, they are not sure if he is hylian or not, because he hasnt lost yet, having mastered his weapons and trained for so terrribly long( they seem to think 26 is old even though he is actually at his prime and frozen at that age from the warp to hyrule.) he want to believe he would be remembered on earth if he ever got back but he knows it isnt so and he's happy in hyrule. And the dome is of course open to him because it is everywhere at once, although when and if he makes it out he is put back in hyrule and not earth.

Dais / Shivers ...approved by Link Rules

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Name: Dais and Shivers

Age: 20 and 85

Race: half snake demon (dais) / essence of Dark Side Demon (shivers)

Gender: both sides are male

Hair: Mid-length, so shiny that you almost can’t tell its light metallic blue in color. (Dais) Long and dark blue, with blood-red tips (shivers)

Eyes: blue irises (Dais) green irises (Shivers)

Skin: white, with strange ripples of dark energy that occasionally stream across it, appearing as if they were blemishes. If he is away from home, his skin becomes scaly, like a snake, which confuses Dais, because he doesn’t know who his father is. (Dais)

Midnight black, with strange ripples of white energy that occasionally stream across it, appearing as if they were blemishes of some sort. (Shivers)

Weight: 120 lbs.

Height: 3 feet exactly for both...making the total height 6 feet.

Weapon: a set of two, heavy looking adamantine gauntlets that can be used as guards when he puts the backs of the gauntlets towards the enemies’ attack. He has dual stinger-like fangs that can protrude from his elbows. (Dais)

He fights with a black-handled, 6 foot long katana, which lengthens as he draws it from his belt, it's only 3 feet long while in the enchanted sheath. He also fights with his powerful fists. (Shivers)


Strengths He has moderate speed and strength, and his magic power is proficient. He is a well-rounded fighter all around. (Dais)

He has incredible physical strength, and he is an expert swordsman. (Shivers)


Weaknesses: gauntlets are his only defense, and his main weaknesses are the streams of dark energy that sporadically stream across his flesh. (Dais)

His blemishes of white energy that occasionally appear are his main weakness. They are the only parts that can be penetrated with standard weapons. (Shivers)



Skills/Magic:
Skills

Parasitic Blood- If Dais gets a droplet of his blood into an open wound of his opponent, by the way of his stingers or manual smearing with his hands, The parasite eggs, which hatch soon after entering the bloodstream, head for the vessels that distribute blood to the limbs of the victim. After they reach the vessels, they self-destruct, releasing a kind of numbing poison which weakens the opponent. A few of the parasites, ones that are blue in color under a microscope, head for the brain and release chemicals that create rage and slight hallucinations. This condition is called “Rage of the Beholder” syndrome. Eventually the one infected will kill themselves, if they receive enough of the blood.

Stretch- Shivers has the ability to stretch his arms an extra two feet, which can be useful for dodging the attacks aimed at Dais, by raising him upwards, since when Dais is in control Shiver's arms function as the legs. Dais is usuallly the one standing on top.

Magic
They share the same magic.

Kaleido-Rush – A technique that Dais uses by covering himself in multicolored lights, distorting his opponent’s view of him, and then he darts left and right, swinging his spiked gauntlets to get as many cheap blows in as possible.

Demonic tempest- a beam of pure demonic energy strikes the opponent with the force of a small hurricane. It uses a large amount of strength to perform.


Appearance: both of the warriors are nothing but upper halves most of the time, and the dominating personality will be on top, while the other functions as the legs. Separating the two of them is a long, skirt-like piece of clothing that covers up the warrior that is on bottom, and touches the floor. The skirt’s color is black on one the side that shows shivers, and white on the side that shows Dais. (Both)

He wears a baggy, thin, blue and white shirt with sleeves that go past his hands, covering his large gauntlets. There is half of Yin-Yang symbol on his back, Yin, and its pure whiteness stands out the most on his outfit. The aura of darkness from Shivers’s influence is clearly visible on his body. His unusually sharp teeth and the stingers on his elbows add to his mystery. (Dais)

He wears a black and green sleeveless shirt made of silk. The sign of Yang appears on the back of his shirt. His muscles bulge unnaturally, and his fangs are even longer than Dais's. An aura of strange, translucent, pulsing energy surrounds him at all times, making ripples in the air. His muscles bulge with every movement. He has a long pair of silver horns that stick out of his forehead, capable of impaling unwary enemies.(Shivers)



Personality: Arrogant and cruel in his actions, but believes justice is inevitable. Cooperates and occasionally argues with the other personality, Shivers. Dais chooses to talk often, and always speak his mind. (Dais)

A cold-hearted and mentally disturbed killer, Shivers cooperates and occasionally argues with the other personality, Dais. He usually stays quiet, and if he says something, it's usually meaningful and frightening. (Shivers)



Biography born in Japan, Dais is a rather odd fellow. He loves a good challenge, and always attempts to spare the lives of innocents whenever possible. He never talks about himself, and always focuses on others. When terror struck his village long ago, he swore to seek vengeance on the one who was responsible. Although he wears a kimono, in a style of Japan’s past, the stingers and the odd blackness that spreads across his skin suggests he is a demon. His mother insists, along with the elders of his village that he is totally human; that they saw his birth, and that he was perfectly normal. No peers of Dais ever attempted to befriend him, even after he saved half of them from a fire that blazed in one of the temples during a ceremony. He eventually left them, in search of the scourge that attacked his home. He encountered a gang of vile thieves on his journey, and they left him badly wounded after ambushing him, leaving him for dead. One of them had left a recently plundered treasure behind, a pair of beautiful gauntlets. They had fallen out of a hole in the side of the thieves’ ragged bag. Dais lay there for many hours, until a strange creature with a hollow head full of water crawled over to him, out of a nearby stream. The Kappa handed him a bottle, and told him the contents would save his life. He drank it, and went unconscious. When he awoke, he heard an unfamiliar voice within his head, one that cackled and befriended him. Sometimes, Dais has black periods where his mind drifts, and when he awakes, he is in a new place. This is when the “blemishes” of dark energy and the stingers and fangs began to appear. Dais eventually was informed by the voice within his mind that it was now a part of him, as it owed him this because Jy-Kin's influence caused him to heal quicker. Also, after his first blank period, he found the gauntlets stuffed into his kimono. His mother said his father abandoned him, but didn’t say that he was a snake demon. (Dais)

A demon spirit of great might, Shivers was originally Jy-Kin Ryuu. He was renamed shivers by Dais, because of the shaking he goes through when Shivers takes over, shifting his body as well as his mind. Jy forced a Kappa who had found his badly wounded person near the stream, after fighting a legion of other demons. Jy-Kin mustered enough power to threaten the Kappa with his katana that if he didn’t find a human that was a suitable to carry his essence, then he would kill the odd thing. It obliged, and was lucky enough to find Dais, and after he drank it, Jy was able to slowly transform his new body’s lower half into a likeness of his torso, and he retrieved his katana from his old corpse. Little did he know that his strong presence within Dais had triggered dormant demon traits within him, which came from his TRUE father, a snake demon. He secretly plans for a complete takeover. Shivers had to pass on his parasite ability to Dais, making sure that the weaker personality that inhabited this body was able to hold his own in battle if Shivers wasn't in control. (Shivers)

My fourth char gets approved!

Name: Sylvana

Age: 33.

Race: Elves

Gender: Female.

Class: Hunter.

Hair: Long, brown hair.

Eye Colour: Green.

Weight: 11 stone 4

Height: 6 ft 3

Weapon: Two daggers, a short sword and a bow and arrows.

Armour: None.

Strength: Sylvana is very skilled with her bow and she is fairly quick when running. She also has good endurance so she can run quite far. Sylvana is also very sneaky and stealthy. She can walk practicaly right past someone and they wont know she's there.

Weakness: Sylvana sometimes underestimates her enemies. She nether admits when she is wrong and nether admits when she needs help. Also, being an elf, Sylvana is conected to nature and when nature is destroyed, Sylvana grows weaker.

Skills/Magic Ability: She is very stealthy. When she creeps up on her prey, she can’t be heard. She is also very skilled with her bow and is quite accurate when throwing her daggers. Sylvana can also create a magical barrier in front of her to protect herself. She can use elven magic to use different arrows such as fire and ice arrows. She can also heal nature by resurecting dead trees and plants.

Appearance: Sylvana wears long, black trousers and a white cloth shirt, hidden underneath a long, black cloak. She has an earing in herleft ear that resembles a cresent moon. Her face is smooth with no marks. She wears normal black shoes.

Personality: Sylvana loves to fight and goes out just to hunt. Sometimes she rushes through a battle a bit and underestimates her enemies. She says that she doesn’t any help from anyone but she knows that she is wrong, she just won’t admit it.

History: Sylvana grew up in the forest, surrounded by nature. She played in the forest with her friends just like any other girl. However, when she got to the age of 16, Sylvana decided she wanted to join the elven army. On her 18th birthday, Sylvana left her small village in the woods and set off with one of her closest friends to find a great city that lie somewhere in the forest. After many weeks of searching, Sylvana and her friend found the city and joined the army. They won many glorious battles side by side but for Sylvana it wasn’t enough to just win battles. She wanted to win great wars with her friend and when she was asked if she wanted to stay with the army and go on fighting, Sylvana said that both her and her friend would gladly stay with the army. But in the final battle of a great war, Sylvana’s friend died in her arms and Sylvana couldn’t help but feel responsible. She left the army and then, after saying goodbye to her friends and family back at her village, left the forest to travel the world. She found out that her stealth was incredible and started hunting, killing many hideous creatures and selling their hides for gold.

Got two characters approved: The improved Miro and Zeon.

Name:Miro Al’ferok des böké (but everyone calls him Miro)
Age:23
Race:derailï (beings who fought with the gods during the legendary wars)
Sex:male
Hair:brown-blonde
Eyes:green-blue
Weight:146lbs
Height:6 foot

Weapon: two swords: the legendary sword ragnarok and finior, the sword of his father
Armor: none

Strengths:he is very good with the two swords and his strenght and speed are remarkeble, even for his kind. And he has the abillitie to become a bit more powerfull (see Skills/Magic)

Weakness: almost never thinks out a plan and he is pretty stupid. In his hero form, he is very confident and in his raging hero form, he is only attackin, without thinkin about defense. His attacks in hero or raging hero form absorb even more energy then normal.


Skills/Magic:he can shoot magic balls from his hands and can do various tricks with his swords (combat tricks). After several years, Miro is able to unlock a little bit of the power of Ragnarok.

Also known as the Hero form: In this form, Miro is surrounded with a golden aura and his two swords, Ragnarok and Finior, are merged into one sword : Ragior. His abillities are a bit more powerfull but it takes some energy to become this form. he also can increase his strenght and speed even more but not only will this take time, it also absorbs Miro's energy...

He also developd a new technique called dragon's breath : he can only use this technique in Hero form. If Miro uses "dragon's breath" he can fire a single beam with the power of all elements. Miro can charge this move so it deals greater damage, but it takes some time. The higher the power of Miro in hero form is, the faster this goes.

raging hero form : In the second battle between Miro and Geva, Geva hurted Raven badly and this made Miro furious. In this form, Miro's hair has become extremly long (long as his body) and is white. Miro's muscles become bigger and rounder and he is 7 foot tall. His eyes are pure white and you can see some electric sparks appearing in the aura. the aura is still gold, but it moves rapidly around Miro and it moves even more quicker if Miro is preparing an attack. His power is HUGE in this form, but he can only hold this form for a short period of time. After that, Miro's has almost no energy left. Miro can only achive this form if he's furious and extremly mad, so Miro can't use this one all the time.

duplication : When using this technique, Miro becomes blue and then there are two Miro's. To bad, these two can't use the (raging) hero form and have only half the strenght of Miro.

fuse : Miro can fuse with another person to become a whole new creature. Miro can only hold the fusion for 10 minutes.


concentrate : Miro concentrate his energy to gain a (little) boost for one attack. He needs atleast five minutes to concentrate.

beam sword : With this technique, Miro's sword(s) transforms into pure energy. Now the sword(s) are more powerfull but he loses energy each second he is holding the beam sword(s).

howling of the wolves : Miro becomes super fast for a few seconds. Because of the limited time, Miro uses this technique to flee or dodge an opponents blow.


Personality:he is a heat-headed person who can’t sit down, he always must be in action. He is a nice guy that gives everyone a fair fight, even the not so honest ones. Miro wants to be heroic, just like the warrior of tales and wants to win great battles. Most of the times, he is looking for a fight. He likes fighting with ragnarok and finior but he hates evil creatures. But most of the time, the only thing he's thinking about are battles, battles and improving his skills. If he's not fighting, he trains to be the greatest warrior of them all.


Appearance: Miro wears a brown cloak and green pants. His boots are also brown and his hair is kinda short. His body looks normal, but when you look better, you see that a scar is located on his right leg that looks like a sword. Like the rest of his kind he has a silver spot on both of his hands, which they use to use magic (like fire, ice, lighting, etc…). He is somewhat attractive but he doesn’t care for girls. And he frequently uses his "Hero" form.

History: The Derailï were the greatest warrior race. They have such great power, that some of them were mistaken for gods. But most of their power were lost during the legendary wars, which destroyd all of their greatest warriors. The result whas, that not only most of their former power, but also their knowlegde whas lost. Now only tales are left of their ancestors, but the remaining Derailï are still a race that lives for battles. Each of the Derailï have different magical abillities, which are divided into groups: Miro for example, can shoot magic balls from each element, they call this kind of gift "rözî", then you have other kind of powers like healing "curïa", and many others. They don't exist in many numbers now, so that a few still know about the Derailï. Each of them has a silver spot on his/her hand which they generate magic. The magic abillitie is a talent which comes by birth. The Derailï are now a very generous and kind race, but in there heart, they still eager for battle.

When he whas twelve , he whas considerd as a adult and according to the traditions, he got the scar burned on his right leg, to test if the boy whas strong enough to be a fighter (girls get another test). He passed. After that, he and his entire family celebrate this big event. He whas granted the sword of his father, who died in battle when Miro whas 5, ofcourse, he whas very happy. Shortly after that, his grandfather thought him the way of the the two swords, because all men in the family masterd two swords. When he whas 16, he discoverd a strange cavern, curious as he whas, he enterd that cave. Inside the cave he found a sword that whas stuck on the wall. He pulled the sword out and returnd to his grandfather. His grandfather whas shocked when Miro showed the sword. Then he telled a story: “When whe fought with the gods during the legendary wars, there whas one men who had a mighty sword crafted by an ancient people who no longer exists. With that blade, he succeeded to kill Gênaizar, the king of fürieh, our underworld. Because he had started this war, his armies had no leader, and without somone to lead them they felt helpless and they surrenderd to the warrior who had the mighty sword. Luckly , the warrior told them to return to fûrieh and that they may never return. After that the warrior put the sword into the wall so that another warrior who is worthy , to pull the sword out of the wall, and you my boy, are that warrior. And the sword in your hand is the legendary blade Ragnarok.” Miro whas shocked when he heared the story, should he be like the warrior, or not ? Shortly after that he leaved his village to travel around the world so that he may be like the warrior of tales.

However, outside his town, he saw a strange man challenging him. He accepted the challenge but in the fight he saw that this man whas an banned Derailï. Miro tried to defeat the banned Derailï but he whas losing. When the man tried to strike the final blow, something happend. Miro feld that Ragnarok and Finior were merged and that his body looked like it whas made of pure gold. He striked at the opponent and won.Befor the banned Derailï fel unconsious, he told him that his name whas Geva and that he would come after him. After that battle , Miro had a new goal: To reach that level of power again.

A few days ago, Miro met a warrior with the name Raven. Ofcourse they battled eachoter. However because of a forest fire, Miro and Raven needed to stop there battle. After they'd escaped the burning forest, Miro followed Raven in a maze. After theyd escaped again together with an elf, they met eachoter again in the same forest were Miro and Raven first met. We do not know wat happend in there but it made Miro join Raven.

Shortly after that, Raven introduced Furiae to Miro and together they traveling around the world(s) to find wat's in the world.

Name:Zeon des coürei misaï
Age: 54
Race: Derailï
Sex:male
Hair:fire-red with some white hairs in it
Eyes:blue
Weight:168lbs
Height:5 1/2 feet

Weapon: a red sword
Armor: none

Strengths: Has the "firoi" gift: The abilitie to manipulate fire. Is good at fighting with all types of weapons, but prefers his sword. He is strong against ice and earth magic. Fire does not hurt him, but it heals him.
Weakness: Hates water and he is vulnerbale to water magic. Water not only deals a lot of damage, Zeon can't use his fire abillities for a short period of time when he is hit by water.
Skills/Magic: Because he has the "firoi" gift, he can not only manipulate fire but also can asorb fire to heal him and create fire.

fire sword : Zeon's red sword becomes a sword of fire, which deals more damage and can burn things.

fire blaster : Fires an amount of fire balls at the target.

flamethrower : Zeon fires a long flame from his hands to the opponent.

cocoon of flames : Zeon is in a shell of fire that can be used for defensive matters but also as a trap for an unaware enemy

fire tower : Zeon lets a tower that is made of fire rise from the ground and sends it to his target. (The tower is about 10 feet)


Personality: He is a friendly person who loves to help. He can be very rude at some times, but it is mainly because he wants to protects him/her. In battle, he trust on his fire abillities and his sword play. Unlike the rest of the Derailï he is always optimistic, even in hard times. Zeon likes to joke around and he often teases his opponent(s).

Appearance: He is a light-musceld guy and his hair is long and spiky. He wears a red cape, a red tunic, red pants, and a blue(!) ring that belonged to his beloved friend who died in a battle. He has a short, red beard and red gloves.

History: 18 years ago, Zeon had a friend, they both were members of the "Gaurd". The Gaurd was a group of the most skilled warriors, the warriors of the Gaurd had one task: To protect the villages of the Derailï. The Gaurd was created due to the many attacks of bandits and creatures whom the Derailï never heard before. Ofcourse the Derailï are a warrior race, but the attackers attacked with large numbers, thus, the tiny villages had no hope to win.

The Gaurd was succesful to eliminate the thread but in the last battle in the village of Truïden, Zeon's friend died. Feeling responsible for this Zeon made a promise: to protect his friends family untill his dead.

Miro and his mother loved and appriciated the care of Zeon. Even the father of his friend was proud of Zeon. Infact, the love was so great, that Miro always called Zeon "uncle Zeon".

But then, 7 years ago, Miro left the village. Zeon wanderd why and he asked Miro's grandfather. He told him the whole story. Knowing that his promise was coming to an end, Zeon went after Miro to help him.

He still hasn't found him.