Character List

This was approved a while ago, but I just remembered now to post it here... This was approved by Safer.

Name: Sfi (pronounced sfy)
Age: 17 years
Race: Zora
Sex: Female
Hair: none
Eyes: a deep purple
Weight: (what's a Zora's normal weight? oh well, whatever...) 125 lbs.
Height: 5' 10"

Weapon: short dagger
Armor: none

Strengths: very quick and agile, but doesn't deal pain in great numbers. She sort of just moves a bunch and dodges attacks, slowly wearing down her enemy, fighting in the hopes that they might lose concentration or such. Fights defensively. Water is the place for a fish to be. A desert... not so much. She can endure being tired, and can stay awake for days if she puts her mind to it. Great in 1v1 combat.

Weakness: an enemy with a load of armor could easily stop her. As long as they're accurate in their attacks, too, obviously. However, Sfi can't handle too many attacks, and will go down quickly if hurt too much too fast. When there's more than one adversary, she won't stand well, because almost all of her attacks are short-distance, and none are wide-ranged. And, as mentioned below in the "biography", she tends to give others a second chance, which may ultimately destroy her.

Skills/Magic: just as Mikau can, Sfi can use her fins as weapons. But she's not as skilled with them as she is her faithful dagger. She can use them as boomerangs, but only one at a time, and it goes in a straight line, not in a curved path. The only magic she can use is to cast water around an opponent (above ground), thereby trapping them and slowly taking away their magic (but it does no physical damage). It lasts about 30 seconds, giving Sfi more than enough time (if need be) to flee.


Personality: Sfi is very laid-back, taking everything in once at a time. She can sometimes get lazy, and she takes breaks from things occassionaly to listen to the Indigo-go's. She never allows her pride to get the better of her, and the does her best to keep her emotions under control. She's never cared for guys (and not gals, either, you sickos...) much, and avoids having a social life sometimes. She'll never jump right into a fight, but rather think about her opponent first. She defends herself and doesn't attack much at first, until she can decipher their weakness(es). Once she does, she slowly attempts to peel away at her enemy, since she doesn't have much phsyical strength, and therefore can't deal out massive chunks of pain.

When not fighting, she can be seen relaxing on the shores of Termina, quietly digging in the sand with her dagger.

Appearance: She has a stunningly attractive body, which is sometimes good for her, other times not. Her eyes are a deep purple, which seem to look everywhere at once. Her hands are on the smaller side, as are her nimble fingers. Her body glistens in the sunlight, and her head fin isn't very long. Her skin color is that of a light blue, but there's a patch of dark blue in her stomach area. (I don't know how else to describe a Zora...)

Biography:

Where was he/she born?
Did he/she grow up with parents? If no, why not?
Did the character have any brothers or sisters? Any friends? Where are they now? Does he/she still talk to them?
How was his/her childhood? Abusive? Peaceful? Ordinary?
Does he have any pets? Familiars?
What are his/her beliefs? Does he/she worship a god? Is he/she willing to do anything to protect or guard their beliefs?
Why is your character traveling from home?
Does he/she have the ability to kill others?
Is your character easy going?
What are his/her dislikes?
Anything special he/she’s fond of?
How would he/she treat others? Rudely? Friendly?
Any goals? Dreams?
Has he/she considered the possibility of death? -as copied and pasted from the "new to the BA" or whatever in Hyrule its name was, topic. I'm trying to cover everything that I can... I think I got most of that in the "History" though. but whatever.

She's an aethiest. Living alone on an island with only one elder Zora for company, and you can't exactly do much for religion. She'll kill an enemy if the need to persists, but she always gives them a second chance, which may be her greatest downfall. Sfi is rather fond of the ocean, seeing as that's where she lived for nearly her entire life. She just feels that comfort there, the sort that a child feels at home, snuggled in their bed, under a thick sheet of covers. When possible, she lures her enemies to water, in order to gain the dominant speed value. Her one and only goal is to die as a fighter, and not out of old age. She values life highly, but wouldn't want to see her life dwindle away in front of her as she sits in a chair.

History: She was born during a fierce war, when evil had tried to conquer Hyrule (ALttP). Her parents were the last of those to be brainwashed and turn evil. The last thing that they did was set their only child free. They guided her out of Hyrule, but they were caught. Luckily, Sfi managed to get away, and she was scarcely a year old at the time. Due to her never having a relation with her family, she has neglected to becomes friends with almost anyone. The only person she truly befriended was Wavli, a Zora who was once Queen of Termina's waters. Since she relinquished her title to the throne, she swam out to a little island, living a life alone.

When Sfi was fleeing Hyrule, she tumbled upon the island. Wavli took her in, and taught her all that she knew. Six troublesome, painful, but overall impressive years they lived with one another, bonding as Sfi never would again or had before. But, suddenly, Wavli got sick as the oceans were poisoned, and Sfi didn't know any healing methods. She watched Wavli die in her arms, and ever since she has roamed the lands, in search for something to do. When feeling down, she swims to the little island and rests. Thankfully, Wavli had nearly completed Sfi's training, and now Sfi just tries new things (such as swimming with her dagger in her hand, and using her other hand to control magic). Unfortunately, one day a visitor found the island, and challenged Sfi's control of it. A fight ensued...

It was approved by tiroth. Im finally now posting him on here after about week.
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Name: Altair

Age: 14

Race: Human

Sex: Male

Hair: White, wavy, and messy; goes down past ears and eyes

Eyes: Hazel green

Weight: 120 pounds

Height: 5 feet 8 inches

Pet: a medium sized female dog with shaggy white fur

Weapon: a long, thin, white blade set upon a scarlet hilt in the shape of a phoenix; red tassels dangle off of the pommel

Armour: steel shoulder pads; leather gloves; a silver helmet; leather shirt under his tunic

Strengths: fast and agile; quick thinking and reactions

Weaknesses: sometimes light-headed or lack of common sense; little experience with the sword( or any other weapon); sometimes clumsy and awkward; not very strong

Skills/Magic: can float in the air

Appearance: Altair has white skin and white, shaggy hair. On his left cheek(face, not butt ) is a crimson tatoo depicting a phoenix. He wears a sleeveless white tunic with yellow lining and a tall V-necked collar. Around his waist is a thin leather belt, on which his sheath hangs. Under his tunic and thick leather armour, Altair wears a longsleeved white undershirt and white pants. He wears leather gloves and crimson boots to protect his hands and feet. He is also left-handed.

Personality: Altair's adrenaline usually goes way up in a battle. He is persistent and does the best that he can in anything he tries. He is sometimes serious and thoughtful, but is usually goofy and light-hearted. Altair doesn't delight in the thought of killing other humans. He is also friendly and considerate and will make friends with just about anyone. Altair is easy-going and can sometimes forget his responsibilties, and he enjoys playing violin, swordfighting, hunting, and just chillin'.

Biography: Altair Nuri grew up with his parents in the land of Hyrule. A mysterious evil spirit named Wasaki began dwelling on a nearby mountain at this time. People in the town began to die from a disease coming from the mountain. A group of soldiers were sent to investigate. When they returned, the soldiers were stripped of their souls and had purple skin. The villagers became restless and abandoned their town. Altair began training to be a swordsman along with his long-time friend, Matt. They soon abandoned their master and set out for the mountain after Matt developed symptoms of the disease. His skin converted to a pale purple, and he would sometimes pass out or become angry. The two friends were going to try to stop Wasaki right away, before Matt would become a soulless zombie. At the summit of the mountain stood a lone oak tree, its branches bowing low over the ground. A cerulean brook with moss-covered stones gurgled nearby. The two crawled under the boughs and came upon a crumbling, white-washed stone shrine standing near the base of the oak. Altair and Matt cautiously walked around to the back of the shrine and discovered an opening. Inside was dark except the emerald light of the sun shining through the leaves and into the opening. A rat squeaked in the silence. It came into the light, and Altair could see that it had the same melancholy expression the soldiers had when returning to the village. It was the same wondering, dismal expression Matt's face displayed at that very moment.
"We've got to hurry," Altair prompted Matt to move on. They passed through corridor after corridor, often walking straight into walls, and never knowing where or how far they were travelling. They knew this was a poorly thought out decision, but they were running out of time, and Altair could not let his friend pass away into the shadows. Finally, the two came to room which did not open up into any others. A light flickered, and another. Altair blinked in the light after walking for so long in the shadows, yet Matt still wore the gloomy expression that he had earlier. He also noticed that his best friend's skin was now a deeper shade pf purple than only twenty minutes before. When his eyes adjusted, he saw what now lay ahead of him. A deformed man with violet and black skin sat on the floor with his legs crossed. Black smoke seemed to evaporate off of his skin. His white eyes opened. Death was apparent in them; it was a characteristic of him. Altair whispered, " Wasaki."
" You are correct," the demon said in his appalling voice. " I see you have brought to me a victim of my Plague. He is mine."
" You will not have him!" Altair screamed.
" Then what did you come hear for?"
" I've come to kill you."
" You want to fight me?" the demon laughed. " Very well." Altair drew his sword, wondering if he should have come here. What else could I have done? I will not watch my friend die helplessly. I have to help him. Wasaki lunged toward Altair. The boy jumped to the side and slashed frantically at the demon. He missed, and Wasaki drew his own weapons: three 2 foot-long claws on each hand. The claws whipped the air with astounding speed and force, and it was all Altair could do to evade them. After a while, the monster sighed. He's toying with me, thought Altair. And he was right. The demon soon grew tired of fighting the small human. He took control of Matt's body and commanded him to fight Altair instead. Matt, as Altair realized with horror, was now as deep a shade of purple as the demon itself. Matt drew his sword and swung ferociously at his friend. Altair was terrified at what had become of his companion. He dodged Matt's attacks with difficulty; Matt was always the better fighter. Altair avoided swinging at him altogether. Wasaki watched silently in the background, but his eyes widened as Altair stabbed him square in the face. Altair had been simultaneously fending off Matt's swings and edging closer to the brute. Black blood splurted out of its face, and it disappeared with white flash. A muffled, menacing laugh pierced the silence. Altair shut his eyes. When he opened them again, he was on a broad green plain with towering cliffs in the far east. Matt lay beside him, still affected by the disease. Altair nudged his friend. Matt woke, sat up, and examined his hands.
" What happened?" he asked.
" I think I killed him."
" Why am I still like this?"
" You'll get better soon," Altair replied with doubt of what he was saying. A sudden noise startled them. They both stood, drew their swords, and turned around. A tall man stood in a white robe. That and his pointed ears gave him away.
" You're a sage?!"
" Yes, and I am here on urgent business. Mattias, you will come with me and stay in our temple in the Sacred Realm. You will remain sick, but you will not become any worse while in our care. Altair, I am sending you to train in the ways of swordsmanship until you are ready to fight Wasaki."
" He's not dead?!" interrupted Altair.
" You think he will die that easily! What did they teach at your school? It is common sense that a demon will not die from a simple human!" the sage said, astounded at how stupid this kid was. He did not realize that humans learn much more down-to-earth subjects than how to kill a demon. " Anyway, I'm sending you to train until you have the status pf a paladin, which is a knight who can kill him. Once you do, your companion and all others who have been affected will be restored. "
" How many have been affected?"
" People all over the world."
" I can't do this! Not if he is as powerful as you say."
" Have faith, I believe in you. Besides, it is not an option. Your friend will die if you don't."
" I don't see why you couldn't have chosen someone else in my place."
" You're the only one who has the potential to be a paladin. Your white hair plainly shows this." Again, a hint of astonishment.
" Okay, I'll do it."

This is Altair(duh). I drew him using a no. 2 pencil, and I colored him in Photoshop 7.0.1. I have to admit, I got the cheeks, mouth, and nose from looking at a pic of TP Link, and I learned how to draw the eyes from a How To Draw Manga book.
(please click on the pic to see it betta)

Name: Rubin
Age: 27
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Height: 5' 11''
Weight: 158 lbs

Appearance: Rubin has long black hair that goes down down to his shoulders. He is a gothic person so he is always wearing black and even wears eyeliner. He has loose black pants and black shoes, he has a belt made with spikes. He has a goatee with a mustache. On his abdomen he wears a solid black shirt with a black overcoat.

Skills/Magic: He is a master of the dark arts, he can make any kind of storm appear. He can make it sunny, rainy, snowy, tornado, hurricane, and thunder and lightening storms. But with the little strength he has, they aren't that big.

Weapons: His spells, and daggers that can be used as duel swords or a boomerang.

Strengths: He can recite a spell in less than a second, he is skilled with his daggers. He can also play very good mind games, he can get in to people head, under people's skin. And with his look, he is very intimadating. He is fast too, but that tires him down.

Weaknesses: Worms, if he sees hem he will run after them and just dig in. He isn't that strong though, he can lift only half his weight, but has enoguth strength to penetrate skin. And if he sees a cross, he will freak out, he could die of insanity. He is demon posessed so if an exercism is attempted, he will definantley die. He also has low stamina, which can lead no little or no magic.

Personality: Mischevious, he likes to give that evil smile when he is winning a battle. He almost never talks unless he is with someoen to battle and has to say something. He likes to be alone most of the time, that how he starts battles. And since he is a witchcrafter, he is a little satanic. Things he enjoys are: Killing, slaughtering, and butchering.

History: When Rubin was born, he parents didn't want him for some reason. They put him on a strangers door step with a neclace that had his name on it. The stranger opened the door and said, "Whats this? I don't want that!" They kicked the babies casket and then it went flying, and at that very time, it was evening and was raining. No one ever found where he went because he landed in a river when he was kicked. He floated on river, and teh only thing he had to eat was a couple of crackers that his mother left behind. As he drifted down the stream a bird flew by and dropped a worm on rubin. Rubin rather have eaten the worm, so he did. He got into eating worms. When someone finally found Rubin, it was the next day. But all they did was get him out of the water and ask who this was. It ended up in the news papers and the people (it was a couple) who found him stated in the papers "We will take care of him and love him with all our hearts" The couple was pressured into saying that. And then they had to because their state law states: 'Once you announce the guardianship of a child, it becomes official'
When Rubin was four, he got caught eating worms in his backyard. And soon he started to eat spiders and grasshoppers. He refused to eat anything else. When he was ten years old, he started to wear alot of black. And soon, by the time he was fifteen, his whole closet was just black clothes. Rubin was twenty years old when he started doing witchcraft, and he was quite skilled at it at twenty-two. When he was twenty-four he made his own weapon, daggers, but they weren't any ordinary daggers, they could be extended by a press of a button to make duel swords and also re shaped and could be used as a bladed boomerang. Rubin was so abnormal by that age, he killed his so-called parents just to see if the daggers worked. And then he left town on his 'dads' motorcycle. He was demon posessed by this time. And he was just looking for people to kill.

Name: Marce Sparrow
Age: 19
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Moon blue
Weight: 170 lb
Height: 6 feet 2"

Weapon: Persian blade(like the sword in this pic) (and a secret holy dagger on his back for defence against magic, so in battle no other character can know that)
Armor: Light hard leather armor for speed and scaled shoulder guards under his cloak

Strengths: Battles using his surroundings, not just his power. He can run walls for a quick dodge. His armor is good against archers. He can be very stealthy. He is very good at dodging atacks and uses brutality on enemy vitals such as a hard thrust through the heart or a dagger through the throat. He's an observationalist, he can find many ways to get an advantage.

Has two special techniques the panther's claw which lets him strike wildly with lightning speed and the falcon's talon which is a more aeriel attack where he jumps to the air and can judge quickly and guide his blade to an enemy like a falcon snatching it's prey

Weakness: Weak to heavy striking weapons like scimitars. If he is hit he is weakened greatly because his armor isn't that strong or protective. He does a lot of jumping and is vulnerable to arrows while in the air because his weak spots like his head and legs are easier to hit.

Skills/Magic: Has a pair of enchanted boots for great leg power, to like jump sword swipes. He can take a beating but it will slow him down a bit. His fighting style is a combination of brutality, stealth, and agility. Is skilled enough to use any weapon if he's in a tight spot

Personality: He doesn't reach out much but he is close to those he calls friend. He befriends those who are kind and do not strive for power in greed. He will accept help from anyone who offers it to him. If help is given to him he will respond in kind. you don't generaly see his face in public, but he does try to enjoy himself everyonce in a while. He doesn't go to great lengths to be the hero, but if someone clearly needs help he will offer it. He is loyal to his blade it is his solution, his salvation, his remedy.

Appearance: He carries nothing but his blade his armor and a cloak and is very shabby looking sort of unsettled. Has a tatoo running down his arm of a skinny black jagged arm with claws on his left arm. He is almost always wearing a cloak. He has a slight beard and a scar going down his left eye. He is not as muscular as some body builder but his muscles built up enough to take out his enemies.

History:He was born in a desert his mother died later after that. his father was only an officer in the military whose country was at war. He received the scar on his eye when he was running away from his town. He fought for his life at a young age, making a first kill at the age of ten when his fathers military base was under seige. He doesn't fight for revenge or a country, or good or evil he only fights to carve out his fate, and only who he judges has outlived their fates in time. He was scarred watching many lives being reaved away. He lost his mercy do to that day. He just began wandering where he felt to go ending those lives saw need to. to tyrants to cowards who claimed power to opress the weak, his sword met them and made the blow. He did not care for his countries fate his father did not dye in the seige but he did leave marce behind in a flee from the fort, but marce did not care he left that place behind as it raged in flames. He trained with the sword to carry out his new purpose. He gained his magic boots from an assassin who was out to kill a holy leaders. He also takes on some jobs as a mercenary of sorts, and thats how he acquired his sword by killing the general of an army he was hired to take out, he took that blade as a trophy. He was recently targeted by the army that took out his home because the man he killed was an important political figure to that country and one soldier saw him do it. The army of that country put a bounty on him. He aquired his holy dagger from holy man in a monestary who saved him from a huge magical atack with it. He was resting there when it happened, a bounty hunter came for him and fired the blast at marce but the holy man canceled the attack with the dagger. Realizing marces armor and weapons didn't have much defence against such atacks and gave him the dagger. In his job as a mercenary he pissed off many people, because of this he built up a huge accumulative bounty.

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Name: Will, the Ishvalan Alchemist

Age: 17

Race: Human (Ishvalan for specific)

Sex: Male

Hair: Short Dirt Brown hair

Eyes: Blood Red

Weight: 180 lbs. because of auto mail

Height: 5’ 8”

Weapon:

Armor: His auto mail, or mechanical limbs that are substituted for real ones when permanently injured or lost, and the clothes on his back.

Strengths: He can transmute his auto mail and other thing without a transmutation circle. Since most of him is auto mail, then he doesn’t get tired very quickly.

Weakness: He does not know how to use a simple transmutation circle, so if his arms fail, then he is wide open for attack. If his legs fail, he can’t run away. His auto mail weighs him down.

Skills/Magic: His only skill is that he can transmute large amounts of matter without his hands. Although, complex transmutation circles like that for human transmutation, otherwise known as creating, or in most cases re-creating, a human, are required. Transmutation is the art or act of changing the form, nature, or substance of something. For example, he can change a pipe into a blade and he can change it back.

Appearance: He has brown skin and red eyes. His hair is short. He wears a long sleeve black shirt at all times with black gloves to hide his auto mail arms. He also wears blue jeans that cover his legs along with white socks and black sneakers to hide his auto mail legs. He has a watch given to him by the military which classifies him as a State Alchemist and it is in his pocket. It is silver and shines brightly in the sunlight it rarely sees.

Personality: Will is a hard headed and stubborn boy. He doesn’t listen to anyone’s advice. He walks by the needy without even a glance when he is angry. He just snickers at their position in life, even though he was once like that. Usually, he would donate to their cause without a second thought. In a battle, he is relentless in the attempt to beat them down, but killing is not one of his strengths. The thought of death paralyzes him as he remembers what happened all those years ago.

Biography: Will was born somewhere in Ishbal. During this time, the nation next to them has waged war on them. There have been brutal massacres throughout this war. It started when an officer in the area had shot a child. His past is a time of fear when Ishvalans worried if a State Alchemist or a regular officer would come in and kill them. His family escaped before the night where everything was obliterated. From afar, they saw their homes in flames from the explosions. Will remembered seeing a man on a hill with his fingers ready to snap. He wore a ring on his finger. The flames died out soon and Will did not see the man for a while.

The family made it to a town named Resembool by walking through the mountains. It was a quiet, almost rural, town next to the mountains. They found an abandoned house in the back of the town. It was a brown color and the windows were cracked. It was dusty inside with many cobwebs, but they saw it fit to live in. They cleaned it up while his father worked in the abandoned basement. At a dinner, he showed his wife and Will the concoction he had created using the exiled Great Art. The Great Art is alchemy, which is transmuting, or changing the for and nature of, a substance into another substance. It was a jar of white cream that was supposed to change their skin color to match that of the people who wrecked their city. He also proposed to wear sunglasses to hide their eye color. You see, Ishvalans were persecuted even after the war and were sometimes treated incredibly harshly. They wanted to live in the outside world, not in the designated camps assigned to the refugees. They feared an attack from the State if they had gone to these areas. Out here, it was safer and ignored by the State. The family liked the idea and used it to get through the town. The only flaw was that when they showered, the cream came off quickly.

Will grew up like this for many years. It was peaceful living a huge lie. His father said they came from Central City forgetting to buy a house. Everyone had fallen for it. One day, Will saw a red vase decorated with black drawings of a circle that his father used a lot. His mother saw this and took Will away from the vase.

“Don’t touch that!” his mother exclaimed.
“What is in it?” Will asked with a curious look.
“Your brother’s cones are in there,” she said with a tear falling from her eye.

Will remembered his little brother’s red eyes. They always beamed with happiness. His father told him that his brother had been fatally burned by a State Alchemist. He couldn’t believe that they had brought his brother’s bones with them out of the city. Will was worried about his brother’s bones for some reason he could never explain.

The family had become rather wealthy over the years, but they never fixed up the house. They liked the rundown place. It had grown on them like the memories of the Ishvalan city had slid off. His mother retained her belief to Ishbala, the god the Ishvalans worshipped, and did sermons for herself late at night in the basement.

One clear, sunny day, Will went into the basement to tell her mother it was time for lunch. He was 16 at this time. In the basement however, he saw her mother finishing up one of the circles on the vase next to her. In the middle lied his brother’s bones, some powders. She put her hands on the circle and it started to glow yellow until the whole place became an endless yellow room with a large, what seemed like, gate. It had an eye on the center and it was seemed to be made of stone. There were some complex sculptures on the top, but he didn’t study it since he was distracted by the sound of a door opening. A black hand came out of it accompanied by many more hands.

Will ran to the scene as fast as he could. He saw his mother’s shocked face when Will got in the way of the hands and pulled him inside. Will saw the hands change their shape into little children. With a slight tug, they ripped off his arms and legs. He was in such shock from the pain that he couldn’t even scream. All he could do was stare at the white light ahead. Suddenly, someone grabbed him from behind and shoved him back. His mother had saved him as the hands grabbed her and took her to the white light. Will was thrown out of the room the gate took him in, but not without a little souvenir of knowledge. His mother was never seen again...

His father saw the light from afar and ran home as he saw his son in the middle of the room in a pool of his own blood. He had no arms and legs and his eyes were closed.

“S***!” he yelled as he checked if Will was breathing, which he was.

His father took him, without applying the cream on his son. He knew exactly where to go. He approached a yellow house with the sign “Rockbell Auto Mail”. He took no courtesy of knocking and kicked the door open. There was an old lady about half his height. On the far side of the room was a girl about Will’s age, maybe younger, She wore a white shirt and a blue skirt.

“I need you to give my son auto mail before he dies from the loss of blood!” he shouted at the old lady.

“First, knock,” she said as she turned to face him, “Second, what did he do ?!”
“M… mother…” Will stuttered weakly.
“Another case?! Winry, get the stuff ready! Sir, clean him up!” the old lady shouted.

They both did as they were told. A couple of hours later Will awakened on a couch. He saw his father conversing with the old lady about the price. On a chair on the far side of the room sat the girl named Winry. He got up to see metal arms in front of him. It felt weird for him, but he quickly took off the sheets as he saw robotic feet also. He could no longer hold any of it back.

“Aaaah!” he screamed.

Everyone looked at him as he looked at his new metal limbs.

“He’s awake,” Winry said quickly.
“I know,” the old lady said.
“Will, what happened down there?” his father asked.

Will told him about the event and the gate he saw. He sighed and explained to him that his mother wanted the whole family together, so she must’ve tried to revive him after he had told her it was too dangerous too attempt.

“I think I’d better teach you alchemy,” his father said.

The next year was spent training Will in alchemy. The first day was when his father found out Will could do transmutations without a circle. After that, Will spent the time learning about bonds and the like so he could do the transmutations a little easier without creating the room his mother had done. One night at dinner, Will asked if his mother succeeded.

“Well, when I got there, all that was left was you, your blood, and your brother’s skull.” He said as he picked up a skull.

“What could it mean?” he said.
“It may mean a homunculus, or created human with no true soul, could have been made. I’ll keep the skull. Here are some other bones of his I stole from the vase.” He explained, handing him a tiny box of bones.

The next day, he left for central to become a State Alchemist. Ever since the Fuhrer had disappeared, Ishvalans were widely accepted. There, he took the National Alchemist Qualification Exam. He passed the first two quickly. The third consisted of transmuting something in an environment where all land conditions where present. He transmuted a statue of the Ishvalan god, Ishbala, without a circle. It was as high as the tallest building in Central City. He passed the test, was given a watch that all State Alchemists are to have at all times for identification and the title “The Ishvalan Alchemist”. He departed after this and headed out to look through the world. If my brother is a homunculus, what do I do?, he thought as he looked to the mountains where Ishbal once thrived...

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Name: Garner Hunt
Birth Name: Julius Risech (Unknown to public)
Age: 20
Race: Human
Gender: Male

Status: Alive

Discipline: Marksmenship, Staff Martial Arts, Kickboxing, and Knife Combat

Occupation: Demon Slayer
Alignment: Chaotic Good

Character Inventory

Weapons:
-Major Weaponry-

Veritas Dagger ·
Named with the latin word meaning, truth. A dagger forged with a blade made magical by cheap sorcery, with a 4½ long of grip, the width of the blade is 1½ inches wide and 8 inches in height. On the surface of the blade, engraved, are unknown symbols, possibly encantation instructions. The blade glows a faint blue light always and when in the presence of high evil intentions, dark powers or creatures, the light on the blade transfers into a bright hot red, enabling the knife engage in magical combat. A weapon lent to Hunt from a comrade, by the name Nox. Veritas can be useless and weak against most enemies great in magic. For example any demon strong in their magic could cloak their power from the dagger, leaving it in its "blue" state and unable to be used as a counter against spells and the blade could be shattered, broken, or become dull like any other ordinary sword or knives in that form. Because of it's possible fragility, Hunt uses the knife with caution and uses it only to detect the presence of stronger magical enemies, the knife is only used during combat with normal enemies. There is more background and power to the Veritas, which even the current wielder, Hunt doesn't not know of. (see side infos)

Leviticus Pistol ·
A legendary silver and black pistol created by and a gift from Father Diogenes. The pistol consists of three long silver, narrow barrels constructed and merged with a bullet holding capsule specially hidden in the inside of the barrels. The capsule can hold up to 10 bullets, and inside the capsule is embedded a magical pentagram. The same pentagram is seen etched on both sides of the handle of the gun and smaller versions of them on the three connected barrels. This weapon is sanctified and unable to be influenced or "impurified" by dark powers. The pistol is magical and allows the bullets to penetrate dark magic. Even though the Leviticus converts normal bullets into magical bullets, there are special bullets designed for the Leviticus which also consists of some powers which makes the gun's shots more powerful, however, the Leviticus also has to "rest" a few minutes every three shots with the special bullets. Another downside to the pistol is that it only fires when faced against one wielding dark powers, the pistol never fires against ordinary people, good or bad. The Leviticus is Hunt's pride and most favored weapon of his stock. Though it's true name is Leviticus (a book from the bible), which was named by Diogenes, Hunt repeatingly calls the feared weapon "The Bad Ass".

Flux Canon a.k.a "T-Storm Launcher" ·
The self-made rocket launcher, somewhat crude, but effective weapon that is used to obliterate, usually held in a large black case. Because of its flash at launch, and loud explosions, Hunt gave the canon the pet name T-Storm (thunderstorm) Launcher. It's true name being flux canon, the canon can hold five small explosive projectiles and fire three times without pause hence it's name flux. It is rarely used by Hunt because of it's forceful recoil the weapon gives out and the irritation of having to reload after only three launches. The blast of the projectiles fired by the t-storm have a very short radius of about 60 feet and the maximum range of the t-storm is 1,000 ft. It is one of the "last resort" weapons that Hunt uses in difficult situations.

-Minor Weaponry-

Ordem Rod ·
Ordem a portuguese word meaning, Order. An ordinary black staff which stands 8 ft. tall and used for ordinary combat against numerous enemies, usually carried at his back. Hunt was schooled in the martial arts distinctly known as "The Way of the Rod" at the age of 10 and grew with the fighting style becoming graceful in the style. Hunt has not yet defeated his mentor in the excercise.

Lupe & The Luck (2 x Revolvers) ·
The most used and favored weapons by Hunt aside from the powerful Leviticus. Lupe is short from the spanish name "Guadalupe". *Named after the mexican saint, El Virgen Santa Guadalupe (The Virgin Saint Guadalupe; if I'm correct)* but mainly for it's beauty. The Lupe is a silver revolver, with a black decorated handle of a rose molded with silver, and holds 8 bullets. The Luck is not named after any living or dead icons, a black revolver all over, which cost a whole lot of money because of it's caliber, high accuracy and mostly because of it's capacity for bullets, which is 12 bullets. It was named "The Luck" because Hunt claims that he feels lucky when using it.

Armor: *None*

Items: *None*

Character Description

Physical Appearance: Hunt's stature is 6'0 ft. tall and weighs 198 lbs. Hunt is athelitcally built and has the posture or body shape of a swimmer, has a sinewy strength about him. His hair is dark brown and usually held back in a very short ponytail, and the ends of his ponytail is dye black. His eyes are a navy blue color. On his upper left arm, lateral to his bicep muscle, a black tattoo of claws of a raven could be seen.

Attire: Hunt usually wears dark colored clothing, prefferably black, navy, brown, and gray. The Saints encourage uniform for the slayers and the uniform consists of only black and gray colors. Hunt has a black cloak which he wears most of the time, and a gray trenchcoat issued by the Saints with the Saints insignia embroidered at the back. He wears heavy dark brown boots, with heavy, baggy, black trousers. He wears tough gray leather gloves, sometimes fingerless ones. A special belt designed with convenient holsters for many weapons around his waist. His shirts are usually buttonless and shortsleeved or without any sleeves. For head covering, Hunt sometimes uses a handkerchief to cover his head, and for jewelry he wears a silver locket necklace, when opened one side has the picture of his woman (a woman Hunt loves) and the other side is a clock, for time.

Personality: Hunt was raised through several traumatic periods in his life and witnesses more shocking parts of life being brought into the slayer life but most impressively he has fought to keep his sanity and beat the fear of the immense dark side of his career. Hunt's detectable personality trait is his pragmatism, inside and outside his work. He uses and shows his shrewdness, and ferocity against his enemies, and always the "respect-your-enemy" type. He could be overly crude and arrogant at times because of his profession, is usually devious to his superiors and likes to think he could take matters much better in his hands. To his close friends Hunt is known to be an outgoing and loyal person but he could be too headstrong in his opinions and tactics. Diogenes is one of the few people who call Hunt by his true name, Julius.

History:
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Julius Risech was born and raised in a small but wealthy and busy region known as Hephaestus City. Hunt's father, Foxten Risech, owned one of the few mansions and large properties that were in Hephaestus. The Risech were to a small degree, a large family. Hunt had two elder brothers by eight years whom were twins, Theo and Geo. A younger sister by one year, Julia, and two female cousins Justine and Paritza Raes. The family were a happy family until the manifestation of dark creatures and demons near Hephaestus City.

Foxten Risech, a rich man had the Saints Organization to protect his home and had state-of-the-arts magical protection to seal his home and protect his family. Despite all the protection provided for the Risech residence, a powerful demon and henchmen broke through the holds of protective magic of the mansion and passed the active Saints guards. The leader demon was known as the Advocatus Diaboli, a demon with no known motive attacked the Risech residence and made a battle field out of the mansion. Most unfortunately everyone of the family except Foxten were in the house at the time. Many Saints slayers tried to fight against the Advocatus, but died gruesomely.

At the time of the invasion, Julius was only ten years old and had witnessed the extreme grisly massacre of his family. Diogenes Hunt and another Saints slayer at the seen were subdued by the demon and had to watch the slayings of the Risech members. Julius was specifically left alive to remember the experience and his younger sister Julia was abducted by the demon never to be seen again. A few days after the incident, Foxten mysteriously never returned to his home or contacted the Saints. Diogenes had no choice but to take Julius into his custody and a few months later still having no clues to Foxten Risech's whereabouts burnt down the Risech mansion.

Julius was depressed and remained silent for months, and was forced to eat regularly after the incident. Once he got over his grieving he started to open to Diogenes when he once he understood that the man hunted demons. This became a light to Julius, he harnessed and reserved a special hate towards demons. He requested training from Diogenes, and reluctantly the man did. Taught him all he knew about demons, about the magic used against the and even hired mentors to train Julius in combat. Once Julius became fifteen and Diogenes announced his retirement to become a priest, Julius enrolled in the youth/orphan program provided by the Saints where he met his friend Nox, who gave him the name Garner. Julius continued his schooling and training from there. With exceptional skills for his age, he recruited at the age 17 to hunt demons. On official Saints paper he was known as Garner Hunt, the son Diogenes Hunt, no longer a Risech.

A year after his recruiting, Hunt encountered his sister from his past after a demon raid on a small city, she was accompanied by the notorious Advocatus who was supposed to be dead the second time Diogenes slayed him. He only recognized his sister, Julia after seeing the tattoo of the family crest on her arm. Before he could confirm this, the Advocatus caused a quake the devasted the city and vanished along with Julia. After the event, Hunt fled the city with his remaining Saints partners to go see Diogenes who had supposedly slayed the Advocatus years before.

Hunt accompanied by Nox visited Diogenes to tell him of the return of the Advocatus and the presence of his sister. Diogenes strucked by the news from Hunt, tells him that he should pursue the Advocatus and uncover the truth behind his sister's abduction. At the moment Diogenes hands Hunt the Leviticus pistol. Diogenes claimed that he was too old and tired to be chasing the Advocatus again and that it is now Hunt's business to catch him and erase him from the world forever.

After the meeting with Diogenes, Hunt decided to go absent without leave from the Saints. Nox sensing that he would not see his comrade for a long time, handed his Veritas dagger to him and promised that it would help him with the truth, Hunt does not understand what he means. Ever since that moment, Hunt has been on a hunting quest after his ultimate enemy the Advocatus, and the mystery behind his sister's fate. In this quest, Hunt is plunged deeper into the dark realms of slaying as he goes on with his personal mission. He finds out that things are not what they seem and that greater evils command the hated demons even the death defying Advocatus.

Side Info
Nox is a very good friend of Garner Hunt who is negatively eccentric and a usually cold person. He is also a partner to him in some works but truly he is a vampire slayer, unlike Hunt who prefers to work in demon slaying. They mostly meet each other at headquarters where they come to when not slaying. In the slayers world Nox believes that true names do not exist and that all slayers should go under aliases hence why his surname and true name are never revealed. His Saints name 'Nox' came from himself and symbolizes his line work of work, which is hunting vampires, they who prowl the night. Him being 'night' signify that he knows they are there. Nox does not reveal his background and history of his life to no one (not even Hunt) and is one of the most formidable vampire hunter and demon hunter of the Saints organization. Later he is promotted to MAZE Faction of slayers, he also does not reveal this to Hunt.

The Veritas dagger belongs to Nox which was past down his family, a long line of demon and vampire slayers. Nox lent the Veritas blade to Hunt on their last meeting, assuring Hunt that it will prove helpful in his quest. Nox had to stay behind at headquarters for an important assignment. Nox has more knowledge of the veritas, knowing the symboled encantations on the knife to shield, and counter against magic attacks. Nox wields the veritas more efficiently than Hunt, who does not know any of the various spells engraved on the blade.

Father Diogenes was once a well known gunsmith and former demon slayer. A man who partially raised Hunt from when he became orphan for five years on until he retired to become a priest with the reason that his goals in the career of slaying were over. The only demon slayer ever to face the advocatus diaboli twice, and come out victorious, but deeply emotionally scathed. Prior to his sudden retirement, He gave the custody of Hunt to the "Saints Organization". Three years later, once Hunt became 18, he gave the Leviticus pistol to Hunt. Hunt visits Diogenes whenever he is discouraged and in need of advice, and sees the priest as a close uncle. Diogenes is one of the few people who call, Garner by his true name "Julius".

The Advocatus Diaboli a demon who is said to be able to communicate and consult with Devil, his name is translated "Devil's Advocate" from latin. Diogenes claims he destroyed the powerful demon twice, and he believed the reason the demon kept resurrecting himself was that he wasn't meant to kill him but Hunt was, which is the true reason why he gave Hunt the Leviticus pistol. The Advocatus Diaboli is also responsible for the deaths of Diogenes' family. *'Devil' is not the actual biblical devil, but the 'lord of darkness' in my fictional use of the name since I haven't figured a good demon name for him yet*

The Saints, are an organized army of slayers to rid the world of vampires and demons with some help from witchcraft and sorcerors who constructs magical weapons for the Saints to fight demons and vampires. Hunt was taken in custody by the Saints Organization at the age of fifteen. It is also where he continued his slayer training, and began hunting demons at the age of seventeen.

The name 'Garner' came from Julius' friend Nox. Nox observing Julius' attitude in wanting to catch all demons, gave him the nickname Garner, which also means; to amass, to gather, or collect.

MAZE Faction are another group similar to the Saints Organization but with higher, more and stronger weapons to use in slaying. They are part of a larger group which have not revealed themselves yet and both groups are secret. The MAZE are rumored to have 'good' demons and vampires in their ranks. Later the Saints Organization cuts their allegiance with MAZE.

Brathadair

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Name: Brathadair
Age: 23
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Hair: Brown, messy, falls past ears
Eyes: Blue
Weight: 172 lbs
Height: 6 foot 2 inches

Weapon: Morphing Sword (Indestructible, even with the strogest force, hottest surface, or magic). Changes from sword, to double bladed sword whenever Brathadair wants.

Armor: Steel chainmail under a navy blue, sleeveless tunic. Under the chainmail is a long sleeve shirt made from wool. Leather boots with steel shin gurads, and leather gauntlets.

Strengths: Sword fighting, and a unique style too. He's extremely fast and focuses on defensive fighting more than aggressive. Its almost as if he can see where the weapon is going to strike a split second before it hits him. He’s considered to be the best sword fighter in his country with any type of sword or melee weapon. He has a powerful jump attack that when hits its target (or the ground) sends a shockwave that unsteadies the foe. He's also quite good at fist fighting.

Weaknesses: Brathadair has no real defence against magic, but his sword is able to block some of the weaker spells that may be thrown at him, ranged attacks such as arrows can be very damaging, enemies with heavy weapons like axes and clubs can stun him for a very short period of time...if he is hit of course, and evil influences by a truly evil character (Though a strength for his physical attributes, a weakness for his morality and judgement).

Skills/Magic:

Intimidation skill: Weak enemies will sometimes leave a fight rather than go hand-to-hand with him, and his allies find it hard to talk to him. Its not that he does things that make people fear him, its just a personality thing that he uses as a weapon whenever needed.

Leadership skill: This skill inspires allies around him, increasing their defense.

Master Swordsman: All around good at swordfigthing both aggresive and defensive, but mostly relies on defensive fighting (Unless under and Evil influnce).

Appearance: Brathadair wears a dark, navy blue, natural leather, sleeveless tunic with chainmail underneath. The tunic goes down to his knees once past the belt. He also has a hood on his tunic that he wears to stay hidden or stay dry in rain. His steel boots end right under his knees and his brown, leather gauntlets end right at his elbows. He carries his sword on his back, with no shield. He has a scar that cuts diagonally across his left eye and ends abruptly at his nose. His hair hangs down about an inch under his eyebrows. He has light skin.

Personality: Brathadair is generally laid back while out of battle, but while fighting, the only thing he thinks about is how to hurt the foe, and how to defend against them. He helps people who need help and defends them if necessary, but has no sympathy for frauds that pretend to be needy. If you see him on the street, he looks like a guy who you would try to avoid, but really all he wants to do is live his life. When angry in battle, his attacks speed up and get stronger, but his defense gets weaker. Brath will not kill others unless they are deliberately endangering other people. He will do anything to protect people who deserve it.

Biography: Brathadair was born in a country called Stoirm, which means storm in English. He doesn’t know what his name means, which is a tradition in his village. You have to pass a final test at the age of 20 to find out. The country got its name from the constant gales and thunderstorms that bombard its coast. He grew up in a warriors village which trained all the young the ways of combat and the sword…not so much with ranged attacks, which probably lead up to the village’s destruction. Brath’s father was the most skilled and famous warrior in the country, and other countries around theirs too. He personally started training Brath when he was 3, and became the more skilled that even the 6 year olds.

When Brath tuned 10, he had a chance to test his sword skills. He was sent into the woods to hunt a blue wolf, the most feared predator in the village. Brath killed the beast and used its pelt as a blanket, for it was far too big to be a tunic (It would later become his tunic). When Brath turned 17, the village was attacked by a horde of bandits from a distant village. They killed everyone, except for Brath and a few other warriors that started to hunt down the bandits. Brath was wounded by a stray arrow, so he crawled around the battlefield, looking for his father. He found his father, dying on the ground. He gave Brathadair his sword, which had the power to morph in to two weapons. He told Brath,

"Go into the world and meet new people...start a new life...you know the teachings of this village," His father caughed, "we have always focused on doing good." His Fathers voice turned from pleading, to serious. "It is imperative that you do not renounce those teachings. To become one with the evil forces that discrace the world with their presence, could unleash an evil too destructive to control...please, do...as I..."

His father died before he could finish. Stunned and saddened, Brathadair passed out next to his father. The next morning he gave him a burial, and set out into the world.

6 years later Brathadair has made a name for himself, although not the name he hoped it would be. He is arguably one of the most skilled swordsman in the land, along with countelss other warriors. His quest is to be the very best swordsman, help and meet people, see the world that was hidden from him in his remote village, and most importantly, to find the meaning of his name. Only the warriors who fled the village know what it is...

I'm consolidating all of my BA characters into one post from the first approved to the last.


Name: Sylva Winter

Age: 16

Race: Human and Angel hybrid

Sex: Female

Hair: Dark, natural (yes natural), navy blue hair

Eyes: Brown

Weight: 120 lbs. (120 pounds)

Height: 5’ 6” (5 feet, 6 inches)

Weapon: She usually wields a sword. This is a sword she found in the depths of her grandmother’s basement. The hilt is made of hard steel, but a soft blue and red cotton cover is over it and it seems to be stuck on it. The red and blue just wrap around the hilt and meet at a line. The blade is a shiny silver and has the words “Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter” engraved on it. She places it in the standard brown leather sheath that was made by her grandfather. She also carries a long wooden bow her grandfather had carried around with him when he was young. It was made out of a strong, unknown wood, but rumored to be made of the mystical Tree of the Soul. It has been coated with a brown color due to the fact her grandfather always wanted to keep it nice. She always as arrows with her.

Armor: She does not wear any special torso armor. She just has her usual t-shirt and above that a navy blue sweater that is mistake for a vest. The vest was made by her father. She does wear rather heavy leg armor. They are a deep blood red. Her mother had made it from the heaviest metal she laid her hands on: platinum. She wears sneakers instead of boots with the armor.

Strengths: She is very good when it comes with swordplay. She has been more used to using the sword rather than her ranged bow, but she will use it whenever necessary. She also is very adept at the basic elemental magic of fire, ice, and thunder.

Weakness: When it comes to a fight in the woods or any ranged attack, she has a great disadvantage. As said, her ranged attacks are not very good, but for personal reasons which are explained later, she does not do well in the woods. Also, wood attacks, attacks from the water, light magic, and dark magic affect her more than anyone else. They severely cripple her physically and mentally due to personal reasons. Her leg armor slows her down immensely, but if she were ever to remove it…

Skills/Magic: If you know the FF3 spells, then you’re probably anticipating this:
Fire – a spark ignites the opponent on fire
Blizzard – a quick temperature drop materializes ice
Thunder – a quick manifestation of a lightning bolt is produced
She learns more spells and skills later…

Appearance: She has fairly light skin. Her natural dark navy blue hair goes down to her hips. Her brown eyes and small nose bring the hair out as strange. She has long legs, but the blood red leg armor she uses covers them. When she removes the armor, a brown pair of shorts is revealed and the legs match the color of her face. Her sneakers are purple, her grandmother’s favorite color. She has small feet to be able to fit into a shoe meant for a little girl. Her long sleeve white t-shirt is covered by the navy blue sweater she wears. The straps of her brazier are seen. They are a rose pink. She is slender and very attractive among her age set. She has a secret that not many people know. She has long white wings on her back, like those of an angel. The reason she has them is explained later on.

Personality: In battle, she has an expression of anger. Hate breeds inside of her. She is usually a pacifist outside the battlefield. She tries her best to avoid fights, but when she knows she can’t get out, she regrets all that she does within battle. She only breeds hate in the battlefield. She loses all thoughts of mercy. Sylva is a killing machine unless she is somehow tapped out before her opponent is killed. Scrimmages are not the type of battles that leave her a killing machine. She loses her temper around boys very easily, especially when they speak of her figure.

Biography:
Sylva Winter was born in the outskirts of the village Urbes, which is located in the Continent of Nox, on December 21, 1762. Her mother was Maria Winter, a citizen of Urbes. Her father was Joseph Winter, an angel from Heaven that decided to live on Earth. He did not have wings himself, but he held the trait of having angelic wings. They named her Sylva, which meant “woods” in Latin. She was not born with wings on her back.
When Sylva was only 5 years old, she was kidnapped by a group of men and held for ransom. When Joseph went to free her from captivity, the kidnappers were found killed without any bloodshed and Sylva was unharmed. Joseph took it as a sign that the one above is still watching over them regardless of his decision. The mystery was never actually looked into.

When Sylva was 12 years old, she experienced an embarrassing and horrific moment. She was playing with her friends in the park when she suddenly experienced back pain. It was not the type that you get after sleeping on a bad mattress, but it felt like he bones were trying to pierce her skin. She rolled over in pain and agony, tears falling off of her face. After a couple more minutes of yelling and pain, she screamed a finale scream and her father, who had just arrived, stood with a worried face. He inspected her back once more to find that two bloody wings had finally sprouted. They were large enough to carry her for a while. He took her home and cleaned her up.

Three days after Sylva turned 16, her grandmother, the one who taught her everything she knew now, passed away. Sylva was there when she had her final moments. She cried and cried like when she was 12. Her wings had grown to their adult size and so had she. Her grandmother’s final words were “Basement. Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter” and she died. She found the sword a week after that and left on a journey according to the rumor that the phrase was also said by a tribe in the mountains. She left to find out the history of her grandmother.

During one of her travels, she is kidnapped and placed in a room that meets in between dimensions. Forced into rage by an agent of an evil king named Ganondorf, she fights the Deity of Fire, Rayu Darkflame. After finding out the truth and confronting the dark king himself, the two have gotten along and now Rayu holds a watch that goes in-between dimensions.

Completed Battles
The Dimensions
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Name: Dark Zero X

Nickname: DZX

Age: 16 years old

Race: Humanoid Reploid (a.k.a. Half-Robot, Half-Human)

Sex: Male

Hair: Black

Eyes: Royal blue

Weight: 190 lbs.

Height: 5 ft. 6 in.

Weapon: He has two weapons.

Laser Saber: He uses a laser sword that was given to him by Zero in the Megaman Zero series after Omega’s defeat (explained in bio). He places it in a certain compartment on his left glove. It is a gold stick if it is taken out of the compartment. The laser part shines green.

Shield Boomerang: He also has a laser shield, given to him by Cerveau (explained in bio). This shield, when not in use, is a small disc that can easily be put in a pocket. The laser part of the shield expands to about 2 feet. It can block bullets with ease. It can also be used as a boomerang by imitating a horizontal slashing motion with his right arm. It is normally placed on his right hand, in a specific spot, so he can instantly defend. It takes a while for the shield to come back however.

Armor: Besides the shield boomerang, his skin pretty much is the armor. This armor can never be removed or death will follow soon after. There is a special machine that will repair his armor.

Strengths: His swordsmanship isn't very good, despite what people say, and he, like most for Reploids, does not need to charge, but he can indeed enjoy sleep like any other human. He can use his shield boomerang well with his aiming and timing. He can also fly with the aid of his new wings.

Weakness: If he sustains enough damage, he will not be able to move for a while. His armor is light, which allows great movement capability, but the damage it can sustain is much less than that of a regular Reploid in the Neo Arcadian army. He feels fatigue like any other human and can indeed die out of blood loss if his armor is penetrated. He can’t run very fast, so running away when he is weak is out of the option. If the big jewel on his helmet is broken, then it will knock him out. It takes a lot of strength to even crack the crystal though.

Skills/Magic: He can use an elemental chip to power his sword and shield. However, he needs to remove the sword from his left hand and attach it, when it isn’t on, to the small hole in his shield, when it is off, and wait 1 minute for the chip to completely upload:

Fire Chip: Adds the ability to cause a fire to flammable substances.
Ice Chip: Adds the ability to freeze water and put out fires.
Lightning Chip: Adds the ability to shock enemies, short-circuit electronics, and power electronics for 30 seconds.
Earth Chip: Adds the ability to manipulate plants within 10-15 feet to be used as a quick shield or a distraction. It lasts only for 30 seconds.

Appearance:

Before "Physis": DZX has a white face with royal blue eyes. His black hair is short and is barely seen since he always wears a helmet. This helmet is as black as his hair. A silver jewel is in the middle of the helmet. It can’t be removed without being forced off or special equipment since it is attached to his head permanently. His torso armor is royal blue. It reflects the sun intensely if it is polished properly. His arms are gold and his wrist and hand armor are crimson red. His left hand has a special compartment where his sword can be placed and used. His right hand has a slot where his shield is placed and used. His leg armor matches the torso armor. His foot armor is crimson red.

After "Physis": There are black metallic wings, like that of a fallen angel. His outer colors are now a shade of blue. At his hands and feet, the blue fades into black. He has royal blue eyes. The saber and Shield Boomerang are still in the same places and unchanged. Aristo's shield is now gone in physical form, but the crystal on the shield is inside the head's jewel, which is still silver. Out of his helmet come long black hair that hits the start of his legs.

Personality:

Before "Saying Goodbye" and After "Physis": He was built to fight for the Resistance, but he could care less about a mission. He is very loose on many decisions and can’t see the big picture on the most important things. In battle, the is cocky and often forgets that his armor can’t take much damage. When he gets into trouble in battle, he will finally see the big picture and start to fight as if the world depended on him. Whenever he gets serious, no one believes him. His short temper in battle can either be the death of him or his enemy.

After "Saying Goodbye" and Before "Physis": The Reploid, after the death of his friend Aristo, has become a stereotypical Reploid, devoid of emotion, feelings, or pity. He has withdrawn all of his feelings and is now a ruthless killer, holding a deep hate to everyone he knows, including Zeliro, his vampire ally. He now knows that this is no longer a game and will fight his hardest until either he dies or his opponent dies.

Biography: Dark Zero X was built during the time Dr. Weil was found with Omega. Dr. Weil was a human from that was banished for the weapons he created that killed humans and Reploids. Omega was one of those weapons. Anyway, Dark Zero X was the first Humanoid Reploid. He had the weaknesses of a human like bleeding to death and fatigue. He was recovered from a siege in a human district by Elpizo, the Resistance’s last leader, two months ago and kept alive and this was the only way to save him. He was only 12 when he was made into a Reploid to save his life. His human name was lost in the siege, so he was renamed Dark Zero X, or D.Z.X.

He followed along on Zero’s adventure by watching him in action at the Resistance Base. One day, a Reploid soldier was showing him how to swordfight when he heard an odd noise. What was that noise, he thought. Suddenly, a sword thrust was motioned next to his head. The Reploid’s eyes were white.

“Inscribe the name of our new leader!” the Reploid yelled, “Weil! Weil! Weil!”
“Are you mad?!” D.Z.X. screamed as he blocked his attacks with the practice sword.

This went on for a while until a bright light made the renegade Reploid fall down. D.Z.X. ran to the base, where he heard Zero talk to Ciel, the only human scientist, and the only human, on the Resistance, and the Cyber Elf, X. There, he watched Zero’s final battle against Omega.

Three years later, Zero was sent onto a mission. Before he left, Zero spoke with D.Z.X. and left him his Z-Saber. That night, the message was sent out; Zero was destroyed by the Neo Arcadians. A siege on the base took place soon after. Cerveau gave D.Z.X his Shield Boomerang before leaving to protect the front. It was there that he fought for the name of Zero, his hero. After being watched by Harpuia, the Green Lord Reploid of Neo Arcadia, he was commented on being as good as Zero, maybe better. The Resistance took advantage of this and sent him on simulations of Zero’s past missions and sent him on future ones.

After a year of excessive training like this, he left with a communicator and transporter so he could be contacted on future missions. He left since he still did not believe Zero was gone. So, he had one objective: Find Zero.

After leaving to find Zero, he met Zeliro, a vampire, on the Mountain named Montezuma. There, the two fought to save Sagrin, the leader of a resistance group for hybrids. The fight carried itself up to space where the fake Zero and D.Z.X. fought. After the fight, the core was permanently shut down, but he still hopes to find Zero.

Then, after a frustrating mission, he goes through time into a field and fights Aristo and Tayler. After a while, Leon, a warrior from another land, joins in and fights on the Reploid's side until a stalemate is reached when the Reploid sees what he has done.

After this, he ends up meeting someone named Linda, the Time Keeper, when trying to get to the point of creation. Together, with Aristo and his friend, Valion, they defeat the demons plaguing creation and he receives the Earth Chip. Then, at the funeral of his friend, Aristo, he becomes extremely emotional and since Valion did not tell him where Aristo was or who killed him, the Reploid believes that Dr. Weil has killed him, which causes him to become heartless. Now he is bent on killing Dr. Weil and nothing else.

During a routine recon mission, he meets the red Reploid, Ruby. After explaining his time and missions to her, he find out about his subconscious and that it was able to speak to him using the circuitry that helped him live. During this time, he develops a liking for Ruby, but tries not to let her know. Ruby tells DZX about a boy who had fled to Area Zero during Operation Righteous Strike that lived in his apartment and he sees how he would have lived. From there, he learns that what he thought was a time protocol actually transcended through dimensions.

When he reaches the Rendezvous point, the Resistance base of Ruby's reality, he meets Kyzer and something begins to start up within him. A beast is released and takes over his shell as Linda comes in. Kyzer and Linda were able to defeat the beast, but his physical appearance is forever changed. Returning to the way he once was, DZX still searches for Aristo's killer and Zero, but he is no longer overly serious and heartless.

Completed Battles
Physis
A Rip in Creation
Battle of Frustration

Completed RPs
Rendezvous
Saying Goodbye
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Name: Pedro Perez

Age: 15

Race: Human

Sex: Male

Hair: Black

Eyes: Brown

Weight: 150lbs.

Height: 5 feet 4 inches

Weapon: A chipped, dull metal sword with a red hilt.

Armor:

Strengths: He can think quickly on his feet in battle. He has been known to unleash a great dodging skill whenever he is stressed.

Weakness: He does not fight instantly, so this gives his opponent a great advantage. He can't take too many hits or he'll be knocked out on the floor for a while. e can't run for very long and if he does run for longer than he could, then he won't be able to retaliate. His sword is chipped, so he doesn't know when it will break and he can't use it very well.

Skills/Magic: He only has one skill:

Copy Cat: In the middle of battle, he can copy one skill that he has seen his opponent do. However, he can only use it once. It takes up a great amount of energy, but if done correctly, he can double it's power.

Appearance: He has brown skin and brown eyes. His hair is short so it doesn't get in the way of his eyes. He always wears a blue and white jacket that is never removed. He also wears glasses. On his right hand is a watch that tells the time on Earth. He wears khaki pants and sneakers that are blue and white. He also wears white socks.

Personality: Pedro is not one to pick his fights. He is very friendly towards people, even ones who hate him. He doesn't fight people, but when he does, it gives them a run for their money. At the end of a battle, no matter who the opponent is, he will heal them and go off on his own way. He is shy to everyone including all he befriends. He shows a kind side when deep down he can be purely malicious in his actions and kill whenever he wants to, but his consciousness prevents such a thing.

Biography: Pedro was born on Earth in the Dominican Republic, but was quickly sent to the U.S. with his parents. Over the years, he has had amny friends, but lost them since he always moved. Every school, in his eyes, showed him brand new torture and other people that would stab him behind the back. His family consisted on his mother and father who constantly argued over nothing and his two brothers who did the same. Being left to learn for himself, he is teased and isolated from the outside world. Soon, he learned how to self-isolate himself and never kept in touch with his past and worried about the future.

In 5th grade, he won 2nd place in a spelling bee and was very proud of himself, but the students only used that as an excuse to bother him and tease him more so. When he went to Junior High, Pedro hoped to escape such torture, but the bullies followed him there as well. After 7th grade, he went to boarding school as a final attempt to get away from them. There, he was sent down a stronger road of "torture" as he self-isolated himself due to the teasing and constant abuse he went through. Nonetheless, he made it threw and graduated 2nd in his class.

The summer went by quickly and he entered high school, where he met three people, John, his roommate, Zack, a friend of his roommate, and Steven, the roommate of his roommate's friend. The four of them got along until one incident. They were playing soccer in the middle of the winter, which was abnormal in the mountains. A teacher went up to them.

"Who messed up the dining room? The place is filled with toilet paper and garbage!" the teacher roared.

The three boys pointed at Pedro, who kept silent and looked down. He knew he didn't do it, but he could never look at someone eye-to-eye for anything. His eyes had never met anyone's not even his friends. After a sever scolding, he went back up to his room and thought. Honor and respect. Two words made up by all humankind. Do they actually have a meaning? What about hope? Does hope exist? What is it? On that fact, what's a friend? Will I ever have a real one?, Pedro thought to himself. This wasn;t the first time he had thought of it. Fed up with his life, he jumped out of his window on the first story and ran off into the mountain.

There, he found a sword in a sheath. He remembered watching some televison a couple of years ago and his practice in swordplay with a stick. He never got any better from that. On closer inspection of the sword, it was chipped severly. The sheath was made of leather and was rather sturdy. He put it around his back on the strap and walked on. After a long time of walking, he came across a house. It was abandoned and it seemed the perfect place to hide out before they caught him. He opened the door and entered. It was dark, but he had the thought of going straight until he hit a wall, which was what he did.

The hall seemed to go on forever, but eventually, he saw a light. After he crossed it, he found that there were no trees, but a vast desert. Behind him was more of the desert; the door had disappeared. He looked at his sword. Why not? he thought as he unseathed the sword and pointed it at himself. He dropped it quickly and stood frozen. His consciousness had done that too him one too many times. He didn't know why it stopped him. Pedro pickd it up and sheathed it as he went into the vast desert. Even though he has a slight yearning to go back home, he wants to stay. This place seemed to hold the answers for him, the answers to his questions. What's hope? What's honor? What's respect? What is a friend? he thought as Pedro walked off into the distance to go and retrieve his answers.

Once he reached a small city, he met someone named Jeni. It was there that he learned of the inner anger within him and that he was incredibly weak. After facing actual death twice and still living, he wants to trasin so that he could defeat her and anyone else who threatened his life as long as his questions remained unanswered.

Completed Battles
Peaceful Spar
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Name: Linda Perez, The Time Keeper

Age: 15 in appearance, over 2000 years old really

Race: Human (if you’re willing to call her that)

Sex: Female

Hair: Brown

Eyes: Black

Weight: 120 lbs. (pounds)

Height: 6’ 0”

Weapon: She uses no weapon except her gloves. (Explained later)

Armor: No armor except the clothes on her back.

Strengths: She is an excellent fist fighter and she can manipulate time to a certain extent.

Weakness: She is not very fast and can use up too much energy without even noticing. If her gloves are taken, then she can’t manipulate time.

Skills/Magic: Being the Time Keeper…

Slow Time: Linda can slow down time for 15 seconds. To her, it is 30 seconds. The opponent, in her eyes, is slowed down. This takes a lot of energy and she can only use it 3 times in one day before she can only walk and defend.

Stop Time: Linda can stop time for 10 seconds. In her eyes, the opponent stops moving. This takes up almost as much energy as three attempts at slowing down time, so she can only perform it once every day.

Fast Time: Linda can speed herself up for 5 seconds. This does not take much energy, but three of these is equivalent to one attempt at slowing down time.

Repeat Time: Linda can only activate this during an attempt at slowing down time. She can replay a scene in front of her and copy one technique from that scene. She can only see something five minutes back at the most. This move takes 10 seconds in real time.

Appearance: Linda’s brown hair touches the middle of her back like her descendant Sylva. She wears a loose blue shirt that ends halfway down her arm and some black jeans with white sneakers, but the soles are worn. She has brown eyes and tanned skin. Her gloves are different colors. Her left glove is blue and has a yin symbol; her right glove is red with a yang sign. These are the Time Gloves. She is attractive at her age, a trait that seemed to have been passed down her family on her mother's side. Many men desire her because of this.

Personality: Linda is not shy at all unlike her descendant, Pedro. She has a carefree mind like that of Dark Zero X, her third descendant. By that, she does not like to follow orders. She jumps at the chance of meeting new friends and learning things that she already knows. Those who attack her or any friend she has will meet be met by her soon. She can forgive people in some cases, like taking something of hers or stealing an invaluable item. However, murder is met with murder under her eyes. She will not forgive those that kill or harm others.

Biography: Linda Perez was born a Roman during the time Lucius Cornelius Sulla Felix recaptured Rome after his return from Athens. Her Roman name was Linda Perez Agnoscia. Her cognomen, Agnoscia, was a way to show that her true family was a branch of the Perez gens, or family. Unfortunately, her parents opposed Sulla when she was a month old. Being plebs, the lowest rank in Rome, they did not get too many supporters. Sulla considered them a nuisance and on his proscription board in the Forum was written the following names:

Caius Marius – Oh yeah! He’s dead! Ha!
Cornelia Perez Agnoscia
Marcus Perez Agnoscia
Linda Perez Agnoscia

Those who kill them will take their money and land!

That day, Sulla’s assassins came in armed with swords.

“Why do you want Linda dead?!” Marcus yelled.
“To teach Rome the true meaning of my wrath!” Sulla shouted from behind.

The sword fell once and Marcus’ head rolled onto the floor. Linda was being approached by an assassin, but Cornelia blocked the blow and the sword pierced her heart.

“M… mommy… d… daddy…,” Linda said.
“Y… your first words… at our… l… last… look,” Cornelia said, looking at her daughter with tears.

The assassins neared the young girl until Sulla called them off.

“Let her live. She’ll die soon enough without parents,” he said as all of them walked out.

Linda sat on the floor looking at the gore that were once her parents. A man entered the room. He had a long beard and was rather old looking with a sandclock in his hand.

“Poor Linda. Come with me,” he said as he turned the clock around.

They both disappeared with a flash…

The next day, rumors spread in Rome…

“Did you hear?! Sulla angered Jupiter with what he did and in pity, he took her!” one pleb said.

“Really? Sulla’s going to get killed!” another pleb said.


For years, Linda was taken under the care of this mystery man. They lived in Greece for ten years. They moved back into Rome reluctlanly since Greece was starting to lose it’s touch. There, some Romans panicked under the fear of Sparticus and his slaves.

“It’s a shame that these people are going to go crazy over something that will never happen, eh Linda?” the old man asked.

“Yup.” she simply replied.

The two settled down in a house for five years until the district began to turn into turmoil. One night, the old man decided to have a conversation of truth with Linda.

“Linda. There’s something I need to tell you,” he said.
“What is it grandpa?” Linda asked with a smile.

Suddenly, some Roman soldiers entered by knocking down the door.

“Where’s Cicero?!” they shouted.
“This,” the old man replied as he flicked his hand.

The two people and everything else stopped moving.

“How’d you do that?!” Linda asked in excitement.
“You know that stuff I taught you about the Ruler of Time?” the old man asked.
“Sure do. He rules over it and makes sure it flows correctly,” she said.
“I’m the ruler,” he flatly said with another flick.

The house disappeared and they reappeared in a place full of clocks. It was silent, even though there were sun dials, grandfather clocks, analog clocks, digital clocks, and other clocks she never saw before.

“Then I’m the princess?” Linda asked.
“No, you’re not. Not in blood anyway. You will be soon,” he said as plainly as before.
“Not… in… blood? You’re not my… grandpa?” she asked, “Who are my real… parents?”
“I can’t show you… I can tell you they died for your cause,” he said.

Over the next thousand or so years, she was taught many martial arts moves by the old man. She was tutored in many subjects that arose in the 1700s up to even the 2000s and beyond. She learned after a while that one person from her family had escaped Rome before the time the old man mentioned her parents died. Her descendant's name was Maria and her daughter was Sylva. Later, she saw that she had another descendant by the name of Pedro. Over these times, she progressed much faster in what was called in fantasy, taijutsu, or the basic martial arts she always learned. Her appearance had never changed. She was still the 15 year old she was when the old man brought her to this place. After much inspection, she found out that there was a third descendant. His parents were killed much like hers, but he was almost killed. His name was changed to Dark Zero X since his real name was lost in their archives and in the old man’s.

One… time, she went to the old man who was sleeping.

“Hey, grandpa!” she shouted.
“Yes…,” he said weakly.
“You wanted to see me?” Lind asked.
“Yes… I wanted to give you… those gloves…,” he said slower than before, pointing at a drawer.

She opened it and found a red glove with a yang symbol and a blue one with a ying symbol.

“Those are the Time Gloves,” he explained, “You can manipulate time… with them… slow… stop… fast… reverse…”

He disappeared from the floor he lay on. Linda knew what it meant; he no longer existed. After this, she did not cry but when on a journey for the sake of one. She has no reason. The Time Gloves allowed her to navigate through time however way she pleased, but she always knew one thing.

Don’t mess with your descendants, your history, or their future. Do it and all will pay for such a thing.

In one of her travels, she bumped into an angel named Valion who also could manipulate time. After becoming friends, they ended up meeting again along with her descendant of the future, Dark Zero X, and his friend Aristo Delad. The four of them ventured to the time of creation and defeated the four elemental demons and the demi god that plagued and almost destroyed the flow of time. During the final battle, she received a dagger she named the Dagger of Creation, but she never uses it in battle because of the power it may hold. She has returned to monitoring time, but sometimes, his image blocks out some things in her thoughts.

After saving her modern descendant Pedro from death using DZX's Crystals of Regeneration, she returns back to her place, but soon enters another of DZX's missions just as the beast within him comes out. It is then that she finds out that her boss, the Reality Master, plans to destroy the human race because of her choice to save Pedro. After the beast is stopped, she learns of the entity's plans of war and warns Kyzer, Ruby, and Dark Zero X about his plans. She is know getting ready for a full-scale war through time against a seemingly unstoppable being.

Completed Battles
Physis
A Time Out
A Rip in Creation
Peaceful Spar

Completed RPs
Rendezvous
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Name: Will, the Ishvalan Alchemist

Age: 17

Race: Human (Ishvalan for specific)

Sex: Male

Hair: Short Dirt Brown hair

Eyes: Blood Red

Weight: 180 lbs. because of auto mail

Height: 5’ 8”

Weapon:

Armor: His auto mail, or mechanical limbs that are substituted for real ones when permanently injured or lost, and the clothes on his back.

Strengths: He can transmute his auto mail and other thing without a transmutation circle. Since most of him is auto mail, then he doesn’t get tired very quickly.

Weakness: He does not know how to use a simple transmutation circle, so if his arms fail, then he is wide open for attack. If his legs fail, he can’t run away. His auto mail weighs him down.

Skills/Magic: His only skill is that he can transmute large amounts of matter without his hands. Although, complex transmutation circles like that for human transmutation, otherwise known as creating, or in most cases re-creating, a human, are required. Transmutation is the art or act of changing the form, nature, or substance of something. For example, he can change a pipe into a blade and he can change it back.

Appearance: He has brown skin and red eyes. His hair is short. He wears a long sleeve black shirt at all times with black gloves to hide his auto mail arms. He also wears blue jeans that cover his legs along with white socks and black sneakers to hide his auto mail legs. He has a watch given to him by the military which classifies him as a State Alchemist and it is in his pocket. It is silver and shines brightly in the sunlight it rarely sees.

Personality: Will is a hard headed and stubborn boy. He doesn’t listen to anyone’s advice. He walks by the needy without even a glance when he is angry. He just snickers at their position in life, even though he was once like that. Usually, he would donate to their cause without a second thought. In a battle, he is relentless in the attempt to beat them down, but killing is not one of his strengths. The thought of death paralyzes him as he remembers what happened all those years ago.

Biography: Will was born somewhere in Ishbal. During this time, the nation next to them has waged war on them. There have been brutal massacres throughout this war. It started when an officer in the area had shot a child. His past is a time of fear when Ishvalans worried if a State Alchemist or a regular officer would come in and kill them. His family escaped before the night where everything was obliterated. From afar, they saw their homes in flames from the explosions. Will remembered seeing a man on a hill with his fingers ready to snap. He wore a ring on his finger. The flames died out soon and Will did not see the man for a while.

The family made it to a town named Resembool by walking through the mountains. It was a quiet, almost rural, town next to the mountains. They found an abandoned house in the back of the town. It was a brown color and the windows were cracked. It was dusty inside with many cobwebs, but they saw it fit to live in. They cleaned it up while his father worked in the abandoned basement. At a dinner, he showed his wife and Will the concoction he had created using the exiled Great Art. The Great Art is alchemy, which is transmuting, or changing the for and nature of, a substance into another substance. It was a jar of white cream that was supposed to change their skin color to match that of the people who wrecked their city. He also proposed to wear sunglasses to hide their eye color. You see, Ishvalans were persecuted even after the war and were sometimes treated incredibly harshly. They wanted to live in the outside world, not in the designated camps assigned to the refugees. They feared an attack from the State if they had gone to these areas. Out here, it was safer and ignored by the State. The family liked the idea and used it to get through the town. The only flaw was that when they showered, the cream came off quickly.

Will grew up like this for many years. It was peaceful living a huge lie. His father said they came from Central City forgetting to buy a house. Everyone had fallen for it. One day, Will saw a red vase decorated with black drawings of a circle that his father used a lot. His mother saw this and took Will away from the vase.

“Don’t touch that!” his mother exclaimed.
“What is in it?” Will asked with a curious look.
“Your brother’s cones are in there,” she said with a tear falling from her eye.

Will remembered his little brother’s red eyes. They always beamed with happiness. His father told him that his brother had been fatally burned by a State Alchemist. He couldn’t believe that they had brought his brother’s bones with them out of the city. Will was worried about his brother’s bones for some reason he could never explain.

The family had become rather wealthy over the years, but they never fixed up the house. They liked the rundown place. It had grown on them like the memories of the Ishvalan city had slid off. His mother retained her belief to Ishbala, the god the Ishvalans worshipped, and did sermons for herself late at night in the basement.

One clear, sunny day, Will went into the basement to tell her mother it was time for lunch. He was 16 at this time. In the basement however, he saw her mother finishing up one of the circles on the vase next to her. In the middle lied his brother’s bones, some powders. She put her hands on the circle and it started to glow yellow until the whole place became an endless yellow room with a large, what seemed like, gate. It had an eye on the center and it was seemed to be made of stone. There were some complex sculptures on the top, but he didn’t study it since he was distracted by the sound of a door opening. A black hand came out of it accompanied by many more hands.

Will ran to the scene as fast as he could. He saw his mother’s shocked face when Will got in the way of the hands and pulled him inside. Will saw the hands change their shape into little children. With a slight tug, they ripped off his arms and legs. He was in such shock from the pain that he couldn’t even scream. All he could do was stare at the white light ahead. Suddenly, someone grabbed him from behind and shoved him back. His mother had saved him as the hands grabbed her and took her to the white light. Will was thrown out of the room the gate took him in, but not without a little souvenir of knowledge. His mother was never seen again...

His father saw the light from afar and ran home as he saw his son in the middle of the room in a pool of his own blood. He had no arms and legs and his eyes were closed.

“S***!” he yelled as he checked if Will was breathing, which he was.

His father took him, without applying the cream on his son. He knew exactly where to go. He approached a yellow house with the sign “Rockbell Auto Mail”. He took no courtesy of knocking and kicked the door open. There was an old lady about half his height. On the far side of the room was a girl about Will’s age, maybe younger, She wore a white shirt and a blue skirt.

“I need you to give my son auto mail before he dies from the loss of blood!” he shouted at the old lady.

“First, knock,” she said as she turned to face him, “Second, what did he do ?!”
“M… mother…” Will stuttered weakly.
“Another case?! Winry, get the stuff ready! Sir, clean him up!” the old lady shouted.

They both did as they were told. A couple of hours later Will awakened on a couch. He saw his father conversing with the old lady about the price. On a chair on the far side of the room sat the girl named Winry. He got up to see metal arms in front of him. It felt weird for him, but he quickly took off the sheets as he saw robotic feet also. He could no longer hold any of it back.

“Aaaah!” he screamed.

Everyone looked at him as he looked at his new metal limbs.

“He’s awake,” Winry said quickly.
“I know,” the old lady said.
“Will, what happened down there?” his father asked.

Will told him about the event and the gate he saw. He sighed and explained to him that his mother wanted the whole family together, so she must’ve tried to revive him after he had told her it was too dangerous too attempt.

“I think I’d better teach you alchemy,” his father said.

The next year was spent training Will in alchemy. The first day was when his father found out Will could do transmutations without a circle. After that, Will spent the time learning about bonds and the like so he could do the transmutations a little easier without creating the room his mother had done. One night at dinner, Will asked if his mother succeeded.

“Well, when I got there, all that was left was you, your blood, and your brother’s skull.” He said as he picked up a skull.

“What could it mean?” he said.
“It may mean a homunculus, or created human with no true soul, could have been made. I’ll keep the skull. Here are some other bones of his I stole from the vase.” He explained, handing him a tiny box of bones.

The next day, he left for central to become a State Alchemist. Ever since the Fuhrer had disappeared, Ishvalans were widely accepted. There, he took the National Alchemist Qualification Exam. He passed the first two quickly. The third consisted of transmuting something in an environment where all land conditions where present. He transmuted a statue of the Ishvalan god, Ishbala, without a circle. It was as high as the tallest building in Central City. He passed the test, was given a watch that all State Alchemists are to have at all times for identification and the title “The Ishvalan Alchemist”. He departed after this and headed out to look through the world. If my brother is a homunculus, what do I do?, he thought as he looked to the mountains where Ishbal once thrived...
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Name: Romin Arekutsu – Silent Killer

Age: Unknown but looks 18

Race: Akaku (あかく), which is an abbreviation of ‘aka aku’ (あかあく), red evil. They were one of the four races that lived in the skies: Akaku, Aokashi (あおかし), an abbreviation of ‘ao okashi’ (あおおかし), ‘blue crime’, Umbrae (shadows), and Divi (gods). The Akaku gained their name through their constant militaristic actions against the other four races.

Sex: Male

Hair: Platinum hair falling at shoulder height

Eyes: Red

Weight: 160 lbs.

Height: 5’ 8”

Weapon: Igaku [いがく](Medicine) and Byoki [びょうき] (Sickness) are his two swords. Igaku has a blue cloth on the hilt and a crescent moon as the guard. Byoki has a red cloth on the hilt and a sun as the guard. They are the treasures of the Aokashi and the Akaku, respectively.

Armor:

Strengths: He is very good with his swordsmanship so he can use his sword offensively and defensively well enough to be a challenge to someone. He also has incredible speed, so he can dodge many attacks.

Weakness: Romin is very overconfident, so he’ll toy with his opponent first and not use any skills. His attacks always leave quite a few openings for someone to strike. Also, he is very weak to most magical attacks, especially light based and water based magic. He is mute, so he is sometimes misunderstood in his actions.

Skills/Magic: He is knowledgeable in the Akaku Sword Style:

-Flurry: Using his speed, he rushes out and starts slashing around him while running. The name came from the fact everything around him is shredded to the point that it looks like light snow is falling. The enemy is not shredded, but is left with some cuts.

-Sniper - Byoki: He concentrates on the enemy and using only Byoki, he stabs at that one spot. This attack moves so fast, the wind from it can cut as if it were a needle. He needs a minute of concentration before striking. If he concentrates for two minutes and strikes a direct hit, the attack will not pierce but will give it a disease that causes that spot to give pain to the enemy. The pain lasts for five minutes.

-Sniper - Igaku: He concentrates on himself and using only Igaku, he points the hilt at one badly injured spot and lets Igaku heal that spot, but he needs to concentrate for a minute and Igaku has to stay still in that spot for another minute. He can only do this to each part of himself once.

Appearance: Romin wears a black vest with no sleeves that is attached to black pants. It stands out from his skin which is a mixture of tan and peach. He wears brown sandals with no socks and has a white cloak on top of that. He has a white sash and his two blades and their sheaths are placed under the sash, Igaku on his left, Byoki on his right. His platinum hair hangs down and ends at his shoulders and his red eyes give him a menacing look.

Personality: Romin is a cold hearted person. He will kill anyone, whether they are men, women, or children if they are armed and have the ‘look’ that they might attack him. He eliminates his enemies if they don’t get away and he never gives up the chance to kill them. If he spars, its likely a fight to the death. People’s problems are petty and if a city is likely to be obliterated by an army, he’ll eliminate the army and the turn to destroying the city.

Biography: Romin was an only child and an orphan. His parents were killed by Aokashi forces in a raid on a military camp. When a patrol unit found this child alone, they took him to the king of Akaku. The king dropped him into a foster home. The parents were soldiers and when he moved in, they sent him out to the Akaku Military Academy. As he learned to fight, rumors circulated about his mute disability. The common one was that the murder of the camp was so gruesome, his voice was taken with the spirits of the others to save his life.

“ The Akaku have been at war with every country for fifty years. Their academy for military training has left its finest group to join the forces on its grand attack on the attack of the Aokashi,” the messenger shouted throughout the streets.

Romin was one of those graduates. He trained hard to learn how to use the sword, but he was only taught the basics. The morning of the preparation, he pleaded the general to teach him some moves by defiantly standing at the doorway, kicking the door and he complied. It didn’t take long for the young Akaku to learn the basics for Flurry, the easiest of the Akaku Sword Style techniques. Out of appreciation, the general showed Romin the treasure of the Akaku, Byoki. Romin saw the blade and he wanted it.

The attack commenced in the dead of night. Romin followed the general into battle. The young Akaku killed the guards at the gate and turned to see if the general would give the signal to attack inward, but what he found was the enemy army attacking them from behind. He rushed into the front lines and began killing everyone in his way. During this defensive struggle, an army entered the scene from the city. Leading the strike was the Aokashi king, wielding a blade identical to Byoki except for the blue cloth and the moon guard.

The general came forward with what was left of his group. They were to face an entire army, possibly the whole force the Aokashi could put together. The enemy king came forward to the general and put his sword to the Akaku’s neck.

“Surrender or I’ll take the lives of everyone here,” was his ultimatum.

The general dropped his sword with a look of death in his face. Romin saw the fear in his face and was disgusted. The metal hit the floor. The young Akaku dashed, grabbed Byoki, and stabbed the Aokashi king. He pulled out the blade as the other soldiers began attacking. Romin began running through the enemies, swinging his sword everywhere. When he stopped, soldiers fell like flies. Grass flew around like snow. Romin turned and continued the attack in the place of the general who surrendered. In the end, the young Akaku was the only soldier left alive and he held both the Byoki and the Aokashi treasure, the Igaku.

This victory made the mute Akaku a general and the leader in the assault on the Divi. Unfortunately, he became too overconfident. The day of the raid on the main Divi city, Romin was left to fight the Divi king. He played around with the king, taunting him with every swing and holding back on his techniques. When he began to throw everything at this enemy, the king tossed his book of spells on the ground. Immediately, the swordsman stopped right next to it.

“Bind and lock! Four keys for an abomination!”

Romin began to stiffen and he knew it was over. He took a seat in the air, almost making a joke out of his defeat. The Akaku general smiled as he closed his eyes. Red eyes concealed with a smile that showed nothing. His clothes were practically untouched and this crystal was forming around him.

“Sea as a host. Land as a prison. Seal him for his foolishness and bloodlust.”

The Akaku could only smile as the fighting stopped and everyone looked at the crystal. The Akaku king came in and stood in front of the Akaku general.

“We know about your treachery at the Aokashi battle. You killed everyone in the battlefield! Friend, foe, woman, child, everyone! Dead! You were never taught this indecency! If you could talk I’d bet you’d say something foolish like ‘They might fight someday!’ One day you’ll learn that you can’t kill everybody!”

The ground below him cracked and the imprisoned Akaku fell down into the sea.

“Let’s hope that day never comes.”

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A wanderer battles on the mysterious ruins of Prison Mystrez. He does nothing to the mysterious man that walks in. He knew nothing about the dragon and the lady that came after Pedro did, but that wasn’t the only thing he didn’t know. He was knocked around in essential spots that quaked the earth below where a cave lay. A stalactite fell and cracked a crystal covered in age. Another fell and the crystal shattered. A man wielding two blades stood up form his sitting position. He opened his mouth but nothing came out. I can’t talk. Never was able to and never will be. I’d better leave these chumps a mark to remind them that Romin Arekutsu has returned and this time (he swung his swords around) I’ll kill everybody. Romin dashed out of the cave, leaving behind the symbol of the Akaku, a crescent sun with blades sticking out as spikes. A stalactite was stabbed in the middle and cracks ran out to the spikes. Finally, some blood was on the symbol.

After finally hitting broad daylight, the Akaku found a stalactite stuck in his leg. I ran on this? Better heal it. A town was near the lone island he sat on. Time to cause some havoc as the Silent Killer of the Akaku. The next day, the town ceased to exist and the symbol of the Akaku was left in the middle of the town plaza.

Ok here is my character. Got to go to work right now so I will put a link in my thread in a second. Yay!


Name: Reun Taer’Nul
Age:217 (Young Adult Elf-standard, can be changed if nessicary)
Race: Night Elf
Sex: Male
Hair: Long, Legolas style, and purple
Eyes: Yellow and Catlike.
Weight: 136 lb
Height: 6’3

Weapon: Reun carries a two handed broadsword named Starsong. The Blade is 50 inches long and the handle is 11 inches long. In over all length, the blade is 5 feet 1 inch. The blade is black and made from a rare steel. The steal is reinforced by five runes to make sure the blade does not snape. Unfortunatly, it doesn’t save the blade from cracks or scratches.

Reuns other weapon, and takes the most pride in, is his hand crafted elk horn bow called Moon Tear. He and his father crafted the bow together when Reun was only 89 years old. They took great care and worked tirelessly on it as a father-son project. It took about 110 years to finish, they worked spells and carved miniature runes into the ivory. The bow itself is pure white and the small runes are red. Rune has to wrap the ivory in black or purple rags to hide the whiteness of bow. He knows how to make his own arrows and sings to the rocks far his arrowheads. The string of the bow is made from the heartstrings of a dragon so it will never break. Unfortunatly, Reun has many scars on his left arm from the string when he frequently test the bow.

Reun also has a long, thin dagger hidden on the left side of his right boot that only has one rune on it. He affectionately calls it Biter.

Armor: Reun does not wear armor except for large scale battle. He does wear a shirt of mirthril under his clothing. He wears fingerless mithril gloves and strong leather boots.

For large scale battle he carries a wears a breastplate and puts on a pair of mithril greaves. He doesn’t like wearing heavy armor.

Strengths: Reun is very adept with the bow and can use the sword well. Reun has a variety of magical skills that he can use. Reun is extremely stealth and agile. Reun is able to walk softly. Soft enough to walk on top of snow. He can see well in the dark, the darker the night the better. He is physically fit and is strong for his age. He is confident and able to asses a situation and lead people out of danger.

Weakness: Reun is sensitive to light and wears his hood up during the day. He is a night elf and is sensitive to anything that gives of light. He is strong but would rather shoot arrows at attackers than fight with his broadsword. He can be naïve sometimes, growing up secluded in an elf village in the middle of an ancient forest.

The magic that he has is drawn from his spirt. If to much is taken, he could die. Once he evokes a spell, he cannot stop or recall that spell.

Skills/Magic:

Physical attributes: Able to move quietly and stealthly. Can jump up to ten-twelve feet. Extremly strong arm muscles to pull and hold the bowstring. Can run as fast as any animal, but not for long distances

Magical attributes: He is able to sing to the plants and trees, taking or giving energy to them. He can also speed up the plant to get food. He is able to speak with animals, but it’s the animals choice whether it wishes to speak back.

Spells:
Arrow Spells: Evictus Erus Multi (Multi Arrow) {Level 2}
One arrow splits into four or five arrows, inflight, when shot at
a target.

Evictus Erus Inferno (Fire Arrow) {level 1}
Arrow catches fire, before release. When the arrow finds its
Target, the target burst into flame depending on the material of the target. At higher levels, the material doesn’t matter.


Sword spells: Atra Amen (doubles damage to the undead) {Level 1}

Shro Inferno (Blades becomes red hot) {Level 2}


Verbal Spells: Atra Heal (Heals physical wounds) {Level 1}

Selo Votra (Stops sounds created by his body) {Level 2} Mutates the sound waves created by his body, no one can hear him unless he adds there names into the spell.

Familiar: Reun familiar is a friend who is as old as he is. Reuns familiar is a wolf of the Moon clan. The Moon Clan is an ancient wolf clan that lived in the same forest as Reuns’ tribe. Reuns friend is called Xen (Zen). Xen is about to come of age 220 and is actually only a year older than Reun. Xen is as large as a tiger and can speak the same language as Reun.

Personality: Reun is a confident person. In a group of familiar people he is friendly and outspoken. Among strangers he is quiet and brooding, among elders he becomes extremely formal. Reun can sometimes be mislead easily, but quickly learns from his mistakes.

Appearance: Reun is 6” 2’ with yellow, cat like eyes. His purple hair reaches almost to the middle of his back. He wears a dark brown pants and a gray shirt under a extremely dark green traveling cloak-and-hood.



History:

Reun Taer’Nul was born in the Great Forest of Glytha. Glytha was home to many Elf tribes but only one tribe of Night Elves. They Night Elves secluded themselves from the other ‘Day Walkers’.

Since the Night Elves would not interact with other Elves, unless forced too, they learned the language of animals, taught certain breeds Elfish, and learned how to communicate with the earth.

The Night Elves learned how to sing to the trees and to the rocks to ask for arrows or spears. They could speed up the reproduction of plants or fruit. The Night Elves could sing to a seed and, in an hour or more, the seedling would be a towering oak.

Reun grew up among the trees and befriended many animals. His best friend was, and still is, a giant wolf from the Moon Clan. At the age of Ten, Reun was exploring outside of his village in forbidden territory. He came upon a teenage wolf that was trapped in a ‘Day Walker’ trap. Once Reun had the trap, the wolf pounced upon Reun, knocking him to the ground. The wolf growled about the trap being Reuns, but Reun quickly explained that it was not his. From that day onward the wolf, called Xen, dogged Ruen’s heels.

When Reun was eighty nine, about to reach his hundreds, his father killed a great elk. The horn was prized for bows but it took at the least a hundred years to bind with the proper magic and runes. Reun’s father gave the prized horn to Reun and the both worked diligently on the bow for one hundred and ten years. He practiced everyday with the magical bow and soon became a master marksmen.

On the eve of his two hundred and third birthday, he went to his father and asked to leave the Great Forest. Over the years, he began to feel a longing to explore the outside world, and to see its people. He talked with his father explained that he must leave. Reun’s father agreed that their people had stayed secluded for too long. He consented to Reuns desire to leave the woods.

The day after his two hundred and third birthday, Reun departed from the great woods, but not before his father could give him a present. At the edge of the woods, Reun’s father unbelted their family’s greatest possession, Starsong. Reun was speechless but found enough words to try and deny the gift. His father laughed and told Ruen that it was time for him to carry the blade that had been past down for Melina. Reun excepted the blade, and without looking back, followed by Xen, he stepped out into the world. The first Night Elf to do it in thousands of years.

Name: Brolio Icewater (2.0)
Age: 17
Race: Wood Elf on the outside and water demon on the inside.
Sex: Male
Hair: Short dark blue and he has it in the shape of little spikes.
Eyes: Hazel
Weight: 175 lbs
Height: 6’
Theme Song: Rewrite, the FMA opening theme

Weapons: Two wakizashis (short katanas) with black hilt with red dragons on them. He also carries around a sheathed butterfly knife just in case he is disarmed.
Armor: None

Strengths: Can swing his katanas very fast and he is fairly strong. He has a lot of fighting spirit, so he doesn’t give up very easily. Thanks to his personality, he can think straight even when others can’t.
Weakness: Isn’t really good on his feet, so he is easy to throw off balance. He is also kind of a klutz.
Skills/Magic: He can control water, thanks to his mother who was a top ranking water demon who could change her appearance to look elfin. Brolio can do attacks like:
Water Choke: If you’re on land, he can put you in a big glob of water and drown you (though, it is a spell he rarely uses).
Ice: He can get water, shape it into anything, even a weapon, any type and freeze it. He can then freely melt it if he wishes and reuse it.
Water Walk: With this move, he can cover the floor completely with water. He is then able to glide on water and reach incredibly fast speeds. He will need a lot of water for this attack. To put his speed is an example, if the whole world was to be covered in water, he’d be able to go around it in about 5 minutes.
Ice Ball: He can take a ball of water and freeze it. When frozen, spikes will sprout from the ball. Brolio can throw this ball at devastating speeds. The ball will also not break. The only thing that can melt the ball is molten rock. This attack takes a long time to make, which will leave Brolio wide open for attack it also takes a lot of his energy. Since Brolio made the ball, if he is touched by it, it will immediately stop and not harm him at all.
Water Maker: After the whole Woodland Temple thing, Brolio got the water ball imbedded into his left hand so all he has to do is thing and water appear. However, there is a limit to how much water he can make. Every ounce of water he has in his body, after using the ball, turns into 2 gallons of water. So if he uses to much water, he’ll dehydrate.
Demonio De La Muerte: This is a form Brolio obtained when he returned to the place he got his water ball. He can only transform into this when he’s inches away from death. In this form, Brolio loses his current clothes and gains an un-removable black cloak. All of his hair falls out and his katanas turn into a scythe. His skin wraps around his bones really tightly and he appears as though he has no in him (and he doesn’t). The only thing he has other than, skin, bones, and some blood, is his brain, which, of coarse, is his only weakness and is the only way he can be killed in this form. He is incredibly strong while in this form and undeniably fast. The only thing that is below par is the swinging of his scythe. It’s, for some reason, very slow. In this form, he loses the ability of using his water magic, but gains new abilities:

Death Touch: Thanks to his new form even a touch is deadly. If he were to touch you with any of his fingers, anything within a 3 inch radius, dies. So if he were to touch over you heart, you’d die automatically, but only if it’s perfectly over the heart. If hit in, say, the shoulder, you won’t ever be able to use your arm again, unless healed within the next 10 minutes. This move take an unimaginably large amount of
Death Blast: Basically like Death Touch, but it’s a long range attack. Its embodiment is within a black blast.
Paralyses: With a shot of gray magic, he can paralyze his enemy. This techniques works in parts, meaning if they hits, say, your arm, you won’t be able to move that arm.

Personality: Before (see history) he was happy, cheery, and full of life, but now he’s totally different. If you could describe his personality in one word, it’d be: emotionless. He feels almost no emotions at all. None, neither positive nor negative, just, none. Nowadays only a few people in the world have been able to make him feel anything. Those people are his close friends and his lover, Tira.
Appearance: He wears a navy blue shirt with a thin, (almost black) dark blue, leather trench coat. Brolio also wears black pants with blue stitching along the edges and going down the left and right side. On his right hand, under the sleeve of the coat is an indigo armband; it represents his feelings for his lover, Tira. Under the coat are two bands going around his waist, making an “X” with his two katanas attached to them on his hips. He wears dark brown boots with dark blue stripe along the side of the soles. He has a pair of brown gauntlets that turn blue during battle, presently, Brolio doesn’t know what it means, but he doesn’t care.

History: Brolio was born into a very happy family. When he was six he met his friends Rayu, Leon, and the Prince of Rabana (ra-BA-na), Kakashi. When he was seven his family was murdered by a mysterious force. Oddly enough, at the same time Rayu’s and Leon’s parents died as well. Kakashi kindly proposed for them to live with him in the castle, and they accepted.

When Brolio was ten Kakashi invited Brolio, Rayu, Leon to go sneaking in the restricted part of the castle. When they got there what they found was amazing. It was a giant room full of books, but they weren’t just any books, they were spell books. Brolio was somehow attracted to a certain book of water spells. Kakashi’s father, the King saw them looking at the books. He then punished them and soon forgot all about the incident.

When Brolio was twelve, he was walking down one of the corridors and started hearing worried voices. Brolio then turned the corner, but was then pushed back in to the wall. Brolio then ran up to Kakashi’s room to ask him what’s happening. When he got there he met up with everybody except Kakashi. They went inside the room and saw Droz.
Droz threatened to kill Kakashi if they tried anything. Kakashi told them he’d be alright and was taken by Droz.

Brolio was thirteen, Rayu and Leon were twelve, and they were with a group heading northwest to seek freedom. They eventually ended up in Hyrule. They stopped and stayed at Lon Lon Ranch. There, Brolio and friends met Link. Link was accompanied by a Zora, Goron, Gerudo, and two other High Elves (Hylians). Droz unfortunately followed them, for reasons unknown to them. Link and friends helped and killed him. Oddly enough Droz came back to life. It turns out Droz was a slave dragon, which meant who ever defeats him in battle, Droz will be his slave. Brolio accepted his offer of being his slave, but told him to go free, so he did. Brolio then told Link of the troubles they had in Rabana. Link agreed to help them with the war that started between the Wood Elves and Dark Elves.

Brolio and co. soon made their way to Rabana to help. On the way Link saw a couple of people on the ground, passed out, both of them. When they woke up they told them who they were. The oldest on was a sixteen year old who was named Lika Raeart, the second one was a thirteen year old named Tira Raeart.

Brolio felt some strong feelings for Tira, but sadly, she did not feel the same way about him. All she had on her mind was revenge on the Dark Elves for killing her family. Eventually she did warm up to Brolio, who was very persistent on making Tira his.

Brolio and co. then continued their trip to Karino, Rabana. When they got there they were taken straight to the king. The king (Roland) then saw three of them were his kid’s friends. Roland was very happy, but also very angry to see them. He asked them why they’d returned. Rayu told him and had a plan to save Kakashi. Roland was very unsure, but agreed and let them go save his son.

Brolio and co. then made their way to Queen Rova’s castle. There, they saved prince Kakashi, but they met with troubles trying to get out of the castle. Luckily Droz and a friend came back and he brought a friend with him. Her name is Rita Longshadow. They were in their dragon and they helped them get out of the castle.

On the way back to Rabana, they found a Dark Elf on the ground, on the verge of dying. Link took pity on him and healed him. The Dark Elf’s name was Kurishio Metalbone. Ray was very grateful and helped with the fight against the Dark Elves.

Once at the castle, Roland introduced them to his top two knights who would fight be side them. One of them was a woman named Ira Kino. The other one was a man (Ira’s twin brother) named Rangi Kino.

During the war, Brolio had a dream. His dream was of him fighting a woman. The woman greatly resembled Rova, but was too young to be her. Brolio then transformed into some kind of beast. Parts of his body were covered in water that made those parts transparent. His feet to his knees were covered in the liquid. His elbows to his shoulder were also covered. The whites of his eyes were a baby blue, the irises were a dark blue, and his pupils were a white shade. Brolio then started hearing a voice. “Awaken… awaken… awaken… AWAKEEEEN!” Brolio then awoke in a cold sweat. Brolio was then unable to sleep for the rest of the night. In the morning Brolio asked his friends if they had an odd dream and they all had the same answer… yes.

After two whole years of war, our heroes finally they returned to Rova’s castle, where Link, Zelda, Impa, Brolio, Kakashi, Rayu, Leon, Droz, Tira, Lika, Rita, Kurishio, Rangi, Ira used their special powers to try to destroy Queen Rova.

It’s been two year after Queen Rova was killed and almost all of her evil followers have been killed or destroyed.

Battle History:
Brolio grew tired of staying at the castle for so long, so he decided to explore the rest of the world for a while. In doing so, he went into an bar/inn and found himself volunteering in a crusade to a temple where he found some sort of item and gained a new technique thanks to the medallion’s powers.

Later, Brolio came back and decided to go look for Rita who had gotten into a fight with Droz earlier and they had a plan to get them together, but, Brolio found out that the medallion came with a curse and so he went back to where he got it and got a new medallion, which gave him an ability to transform into a grim reaper like form and get rid of an inner demon.

Then, in a recent visit to the place he once lived before he moved into the castle, he found his mother’s diary. It was there he learned that his mother was a transubstantiated water demon. Afterwards, he then learned she had put everything she had learned into a book that she hid in the middle of one the large arctic glacier in the south of Rabana. So he has just decided to look for this book and learn from its contents.

Battles:
Woodland Temple (Complete)
Medallion's Curse (Complete)
Mind, Body, and Soul (Dropped)

Name: Rayu Darkflame(2.0)
Age: 16
Race: Wood Elf on the outside, but is really a Fire Angel, but hasn’t been able to grow his wings yet.
Sex: Male
Hair: medium dark brown, it goes all the way past his eyes. This of coarse sometimes makes it hard for him to see, but it doesn’t really bother him.
Eyes: Light blue eyes
Weight: 168 lbs
Height: 5’ 10’’
Theme Song: Burn, by Gabriel Rios

Weapons: A silver colored staff with a blade on each side, which he has named Algol (the name of one of the hottest stars to date). He can also use magic to dull the ends of the blades and shrink it so it fits in his pocket. The blades are scalpel sharp. The middle is positively unbreakable, but if by some incredible miracle it does, Rayu will be able to put it back together in no lesser than 1 minute.
Armor: None

Strengths: Is very light on his feet, giving him the ability to dodge easily. His physical attacks can cause extremely serious damage, thanks to his blades sharpness. He is fairly good with his fists, but prefers his bladed staff, even to his flames. He has completely mastered the use of his staff and can do almost anything.
Weakness: Although, pretty good with his fists, he tends to leave openings. Although the opening are hard to see because of Rayu’s speed, an experienced fighter will be able to locate them easily. He also hasn’t completely mastered his fire magic and will need a great teacher to help him do so (or not).

Skills/Magic: He can do fire based magic attacks, which he got from his father, who was a top ranking fire angel(right under god). His attacks:
Temperature Control: He can shoot fireballs from his hand, and can control the heat of the blast. He can make it a metal melting hot red fire ball or a body freezing blue fireball.
Power Flame: He can combine his blue and red flame to create a purple one. This flame is like any other, but the catch is, it isn’t hot and it isn’t cold. Then Rayu “activates” the flame by snapping his fingers, anything it’s touching, automatically explodes. This flames spreads and expands just like the red one. This is an attack passed down in his bloodline. He is yet to know all the secrets to this type of flame.
Fire Snake: He can send a blast of fire in the shape of a snake underground and come back up under his opponent and burn him severely. Usually this takes a lot of power, but compared to the damage this attack makes, it’s nothing.
Flame Tornado: He can put fire on the edge of his staff and start spinning it wildly, causing a small tornado of fire. Mostly when he uses this, the flames are small and spin slowly, but if he wishes, he take it to level two and make the flames gigantic and make them spin ferociously. With this, he can take out an entire castle, but he gets very tired after this.
Kamikaze Fire Bomb: With this he can cover himself completely with fire. He then runs at you and tackles you. Causing an explosion hurting the enemy severely, but hurting him in the process.
Kamikaze Purple Bomb: This is basically the same as the first fire bomb, but the damage it cause is much more severe, to both people. First Rayu covers himself in his Power Flame and he rushes the opponent. With contact, Rayu can cause a 1-megaton blast, assuredly killing the enemy, but putting him into a week-month long comatose. (won’t be used in Two of Light or The Angel, The Elf)
Fire Dome: With this attack, Rayu can make a giant dome of fire. First, Rayu must make a circle of fire. The circle can be as big as Rayu wants. While inside the dome of fire, Rayu’s speed and strength increase significantly. There are only two downsides: One, the bigger the dome is, the more energy it takes. Two, during this attack, Rayu’s energy runs out a lot faster. The only way for the flames to go away is if Rayu makes it or Rayu runs out of energy.
Warp Watch: This is something Rayu picked up during his battle with Sylva Winter. It a watch and when he sets it correctly, it can take him anywhere in time and space. He can even go to other dimensions. This isn’t something that is really effective during battle, since it’s usually used for transportation.

Personality: Rayu is one of the most clever and intelligent young man. He thinks strategically and most of the time thinks of the consequences. He shows almost no negative emotions. Which means no, anger, frustration, fear, denial, and hate, but it is there. Because of this optimistic attitude, in sad times, people kind of get annoyed and or start disliking him. Most of the time, the only thing that will get him to feel those negative emotions is if he thinks about his parents.
Appearance: Rayu has a very well toned body. He wears brown boots and jet-black pants. On the knee area of the pants are 2 flame symbols in gold. Rayu also wears a brown leather belt. On the edges of the pants are gold stitches all around. He wears a white shirt with a leather coat over it, the inside is coat is made of very comfortable black cotton and the outside is brown. The coat has a big fire symbol in gold and a small fire symbol on the front above the left side of his chest. On his left and right hands are black gauntlets. At times when Rayu is angered (which is very rare), his hair will slowly turn a dark brown at the roots and fiery red at the ends. Here’s a picture of him by the awesome:


History: Rayu was born into a good family. When he was five he met his friends Brolio, Leon, and The Wood Elf Prince Kakashi. Unfortunately, for some reason, after he met them his parents started to fight. His parents would fight so much, it would seem that they’d actually forget Rayu existed. You can imagine how crushing that is, being five years old and the only family you have ignores you.

When Rayu was six, a mysterious force killed his parents. Oddly enough Brolio’s, Leon’s, and Rayu’s parents died as well. Luckily, Kakashi was kind enough to offer them a place to stay at the castle. At first, the king wasn’t sure about it when his son told him if his friends could stay at the castle, but when Kakashi told him that their parents were, for some reason he immediately changed his mind.

Rayu was now nine, and had Kakashi invited him, Brolio, and Leon to explore the restricted area of the castle. When they got there, what they found was amazing. They found a giant room full of magic books. While everyone was looking around somewhere else, Rayu was somehow attracted to a certain book of fire spells. Unfortunately, Kakashi’s father saw them looking at the books. He then punished them, but soon forgot about the incident.

When Rayu was eleven, he was walking in the castle courtyard. When all of a sudden he heard people yelling. Then out of nowhere he saw a giant rock coming towards him which had came over the castle wall. He was then shoved out of the way by a knight. The knight then picked Rayu up and took him to a safe place. Rayu looked at his eyes and saw that they were bloodshot. Rayu found this strange, but didn’t matter. The knight let Rayu down and then ran off to the king’s throne room. Rayu then went into Kakashi’s room immediately to find out what all the panic was about. When he got there he met up with everybody except Kakashi. They went inside the room and saw an intimidating, tall, Dark Elf, whom called himself Droz. Droz threatened to kill Kakashi if they tried to alert the king or any knights. Kakashi told them he’d be all right and Droz with his big black wings flew off with prince in his arm Kakashi.

Rayu was twelve and so was Leon, Brolio was thirteen and they were all in a giant refugee group heading northeast for safety. Brolio, Rayu, and Leon were instructed or more accurately, forced to go along by the king, Roland Spark. The group eventually ended up in Hyrule. They found a place called Lon Lon Ranch which had many buildings for them to stay. There, Rayu and his friends met Link and his friends. Link was accompanied by many creatures they had never seen before. There was a fishlike creature, a big brown with what looks like rocks, a brown skinned woman with round ears, and two other High Elves (Hylians). Droz had unfortunately followed them, for reasons unknown to them yet. Link and friends helped and killed him. Oddly enough Droz came back to life. It turns out Droz was a slave dragon, which meant who ever defeats him in battle, Droz will be his slave. When Brolio found out about his curse he told him to go free, and in doing so, the curse was broken. Brolio then told Link of the troubles they had in Rabana. Link agreed to help them with the war that started between the Wood Elves and Dark Elves.

Rayu and co. soon made their way to Rabana to help. On the way Link saw a couple of people on the ground, passed out, both of them. When they woke up they told them who they were. The oldest on was a seventeen year old who was named Lika Raeart, the second one was a thirteen year old named Tira Raeart.

Rayu and co. then continued their trip to Karino, Rabana. When they got there they were taken straight to the king. The king (Roland) then saw three of them were his kid’s friends. Roland was very happy, but also very angry to see them. He asked them why they’d returned when he told them to leave. Rayu told him the plan to save Kakashi, whom was held up in Queen Rova’s castle, queen of the Dark Elves. Roland was very unsure, but agreed and let them go save his son.

Rayu and everyone then made their way to Queen Rova’s castle. There, they saved prince Kakashi, but they met with troubles trying to get out of the castle. Luckily Droz and a friend came back and he brought a friend with him. Her name is Rita Longshadow. They were in their dragon and they helped them get out of the castle.

On the way back to Rabana, they found a Dark Elf on the ground, on the verge of dying. Link took pity on him and healed him. The Dark Elf’s name was Kurishio Metalbone. Ray was very grateful and helped with the fight against the Dark Elves.

Once at the castle, Roland introduced them to his top two knights who would fight be side them. One of them was a woman named Ira Kino. The other one was a man (Ira’s twin brother) named Rangi Kino. Rayu then noticed that the man was the same knight that had saved him from the giant rock that almost hit him a year ago. Rayu then bonded with Rangi and kind of became a brother to him.

Finally they returned to Rova’s castle and after two years, Link, Zelda, Impa, Brolio, Kakashi, Rayu, Leon, Droz, Tira, Lika, Rita, Kurishio, Rangi, Ira used their special powers to try to destroy Queen Rova. As they started leaving the castle, that all noticed a rumbling. Then they found that the castle was sinking into the ground. Everyone quickly left and with the remaining soldiers, went back to Rabana.

It’s been two years after Queen Rova was killed and her country fell apart and almost every Dark Elf has perished.

Battle History:
After the 2 year period of peace, Rayu got a little tired of being at the castle so he decided to go out into the country and just look at stuff and in doing so, he got stuck in a fight with a girl, an angel, whose name was Sylva Winter. After defeating the woman, Rayu was then attacked by a couple of twins who had summoned Ganondorf Dragmire. After that battle, Rayu used the warp he got from one of the dead twins to get back home.


(this all takes place after TA, TE, ATW)After said time span, Rayu had a vision, it was of a book, and the book read, “Raiodu Darkflame” and under it, “Mei Flamma Vallos”(My Flames Attacks). After realizing what he had seen, he found that his father was a fire angel and an incredibly strong one at that. So with that book of fire techniques and how to master it, Rayu might be able to ascend into demigod, as did his father. So Rayu is going to travel to one of the 3 volcanoes of death and attempt to see which one hold his father’s book.

Battles:
The Dimensions (Complete)
Fight For Survival (Dropped)
Dragons In The Shadows (Dropped)
Two of Light, Two to Fight(In Progress)
The Angel, The Elf, and The Watch (In Progress)

Name: Leon Lightdust
Age: 16
Race: Wood Elf
Sex: male
Hair: Short and black
Eyes: Dark Brown
Weight: 171 lbs
Height: 5’ 11’’
Theme Song: Unrock, by Gabriel Rios

Weapons: A katana that is unusually longer than most.
Armor: None

Strengths: He is very precise with his attacks. He is also very full of confidence. He’s also very strong. He can also control earth in his awakened state (see skill/magic for more details).
Weakness: At times he can get a little too confident, which may lead him to underestimate his opponent. He is also not very fast, which means if his opponent is faster than him, he is kind of at a disadvantage.
Skills/Magic: With his power to control earth he can do moves like:
Sink Hole: He can make hands made of dirt come from the ground, grab your legs, and drag you down. Then your head will be submerged in earth, making you unable to move.
Unbreakable Shield: He can take dirt, shape it into a shield, and compress it into a diamond to defend him. Unfortunately he can only keep the diamond shield for a maximum of 15 minutes.
Hundred Rock Storm: He can pick up hundreds of clumps of dirt from the ground, compact them into the size of baseballs, and start a spin cycle. The rocks get extremely hard, they're like balls of steel. Unfortunately this attack takes a lot of energy, so it takes a while to build up the energy. This attack is roughly around fifteen yards in diameter.
Underground Bomb: This power has 2 steps to it. 1st, Leon will face his opponent and then stomp his feat against the ground. Once that's happened, a giant piece of earth will be covered by his energy and will immediately go forward with almost impossible speed. 2nd, the energy covered earth has now become a bomb. When Leon snaps his fingers, the bomb will explode. How many times he can do this depends on how big the amount of earth he uses. However, it doesn't take much to make a bomb, but, the bigger the amount of earth, the bigger the stronger the explosion. There are only 2 weak points to this attack. 1, the bomb can't go into the air and 2, if it ever goes into the water, the farter it goes and the smaller it gets over time.

Personality: He is the more impulsive type. At times, he can lose his temper and go off. He is known to jumps to conclusions a lot. He will also do things without thinking. At times, he is quick on judging people. At times, he can also be kind of heartless. A side from all that, he is a nice guy when you get to know him.
Appearance: He wears a light blue shirt, and white pants with two light blue stripes going down his waist. He also wears white work boots, silver colored belt, and from time to time he wears white gauntlets (mostly when he’s training and about to enter battle).

History: Unfortunately, Leon’s mother died giving birth to him. Leon was then only taken care of by his dad. Unfortunately his father would hit him for causing his mother to die. When Leon was five, he met his friends Rayu, Leon, and the Prince of Rabana, Kakashi. When he was six, his family was murdered by a mysterious force. Ironically at the same time Brolio’s and Leon’s parents died. Kakashi kindly proposed for them to live with him in the castle, and they accepted.

When Leon was nine Kakashi invited Brolio, Rayu, Leon to go sneaking in the restricted part of the castle. When they got there what they found was amazing. It was a giant room full of books, but they weren’t just any books, they were spell books. While everyone was looking around he just laid back against a bookcase. From the corner of his eye he saw a book, of earth magic. Unfortunately Kakashi’s father (Roland) came in saw them looking at the books. He then punished them, but soon forgot about the incident.

When Leon was eleven, he was in the castle town. He was just minding his own business when he heard screaming and out of nowhere a giant catapult practically came out of nowhere. A giant rock got ready and launched at the castle. There was also a man who was seven feet tall and scarlet red eyes. Dragon wings then sprouted from his back and he flew at Kakashi’s room in one of the towers. There was also another Dark Elf with silver eyes. The Dark Elf saw him and attacked him. There was also a woman knight who was there and she protected him. Leon then ran off into the castle to see if Kakashi was alright. When he got to his door he saw that Brolio and Rayu were there too. All of them went into Kakashi’s room to find out what was happening. When they were inside, they saw Droz. Droz threatened to kill Kakashi if they tried anything. Kakashi told them he’d be all right and was taken by Droz.

Leon was twelve and so was Rayu, Brolio was thirteen and they were all in a giant refugee group heading northeast for freedom. They eventually ended up in Hyrule. They stopped and stayed at Lon Lon Ranch. There, Leon and his friends met Link and his friends. Link was accompanied by a Zora, a Goron, a Gerudo, and two other High Elves (Hylians). Droz unfortunately followed them, for reasons unknown to them for the moment. Link and friends helped and killed him. Oddly enough Droz came back to life. It turns out Droz was a slave dragon, which meant who ever defeats him in battle, Droz will be his slave. Brolio accepted his offer of being his slave, but told him to go free, so he did. Brolio then told Link of the troubles they had in Rabana. Link agreed to help them with the war that started between the Wood Elves and Dark Elves.

Leon and co. soon made their way to Rabana to help. On the way Link saw a couple of people on the ground, passed out, both of them. When they woke up they told them who they were. The oldest on was a sixteen year old who was named Lika Raeart, the second one was a thirteen year old named Tira Raeart.

Leon and co. then continued their trip to Karino, Rabana. When they got there they were taken straight to the king. The king (Roland) then saw three of them were his kid’s friends. Roland was very happy, but also very angry to see them. He asked them why they’d returned. Rayu told him and had a plan to save Kakashi. Roland was very unsure, but agreed and let them go save his son.

Leon and co. then made their way to Queen Rova’s castle. There, they saved prince Kakashi, but they met with troubles trying to get out of the castle. Luckily Droz and a friend came back and he brought a friend with him. Her name is Rita Longshadow. They were in their dragon and they helped them get out of the castle.

On the way back to Rabana, they found a Dark Elf on the ground, on the verge of dying. Link took pity on him and healed him. The Dark Elf’s name was Kurishio Metalbone. Kurishio was very grateful and helped with the fight against the Dark Elves. Leon then noticed that it was the same Dark Elf that attacked him a year ago. Leon then told Link that he should keep an eye on him.

Once at the castle, Roland introduced them to his top two knights who would fight be side them. One of them was a woman named Ira Kino. The other one was a man (Ira’s twin brother) named Rangi Kino. They are both sixteen years old. Leon noticed that Ira was the same woman who saved his life from a year ago. Leon remembered Ira about the incident and he told her that he never really had a mother. Ira felt sympathy for Leon and kind of became a mother to him.

After two whole years of war, our heroes finally they returned to Rova’s castle, where Link, Brolio, Kakashi, Rayu, Leon, Droz, Tira, Lika, Rita, Kurishio, Rangi, Ira used their special powers to destroy Queen Rova.

It’s been two year after Queen Rova was killed. And almost all of her evil Dark Elves have vanished.

Battles:
Battle of Frustration(Completed)
A Frustrating Reunion(Dropped)
Dragons In The Shadows (Dropped)

Name: Droz
Age: 7,200 (24 in dragon years)
Race: black dragon
Sex: male
Hair: (in Dark Elf form) white
Eyes: Scarlet
Weight: 275 lbs(all muscle) 1 ton(Dragon form 1) 2 and ¾ of a ton(Dragon form 2)
Height: 7’ 1’’ (In Dark Elf form) 15’(Dragon form 1) 50’(dragon form 2)
Theme Song: Yellow Moon

Weapons: Twin Double Swords. They have one hilt and one guard, but the have two equally long blades next to each other, with the faces facing each other and he has two of them. The one on his right, one blade is slightly tinted red and has a fire symbol on it. The blade on the blade, it’s tinted blue and has a water symbol on it. The sword on the right, is sort of them same, except it’s brown and purple with a rock and wind symbol. When you weigh them separately, they each weigh about 20 lbs., but thanks to Droz’s strength, he can wield them as if they’re 3 lbs..
Armor: Thanks to his dragon blood, his skin is very thick and strong so to cut thru, it’ll take a little more effort than a regular person.

Strengths: He is very strong. With or without his weapon he is still very deadly. He can also swing his swords very fast.
Weakness: Even though he is strong, he isn’t really that fast. He also isn’t really that smart. He can forget things in an instant when he is put under pressure.
Skills/Magic: He can do attacks like:
Magic Blasts: (In Dark Elf form) He can focus his magical energy into his hands and then shoot them. He can also do this under the control of Evil Queen Rova.
Sword Increase: (In Dark Elf form) He can cover his swords in a glow. The glow increases the speed he can swing the sword and the damage it can cause. He can also do this while under the control of Evil Queen Rova.
Heal Fire: (In dragon and Dark Elf form) He can shoot gray fire from his mouth and heal anything it touches.
Wing Span: (In Dark Elf form) He can sprout wings from his back and fly. He can also do this under the control of Evil Queen Rova.
Element Absorption: His Elemental Blades play a good part in his fighting and they nice him a slight advantage when against elementals. So here’s how it works, when they touch he element that matches their color (fire=red, blue=water, ect.), they absorb the element and turn it into energy and it goes straight to Droz (or whomever is wielding the sword at that moment).

Personality: He is very a very nice person, when he isn’t under the control of the Evil Queen Rova. He really isn’t the kind of person you’d want to mess with. He kind of has a short temper, but he tends to calm himself down. He’s the kind of person whom if you’re nice to, he’ll be nice back. His feelings for his childhood friend Rita Longshadow constantly cross his mind. Sometimes he thinks that he loves her, but other times he just feels like being as far away from her as possible.
Appearance: If you were to look at him from far away, the first thing you’d notice would be his incredible build, To put it quickly, he’s like Major Armstrong from FMA. He wears a jet-black trench coat that he leaves open, revealing some of his extremely toned body. Next he wears a pair of black pants; they’re made of thin cotton and are very, very comfortable. His dark gray boots are slightly worn, but still very sturdy. His belt it white, but the buckle is black. He has a pair of black and silver gauntlets that he has on about 50% of the time. He has a black necklace (or chain as some would call it) that was given to him by Rita as a present; it’s made of an unbreakable substance and it looks silver. Droz is skeptical on whether the chain is made of special hard silver or if it’s just colored that way. The sheaths for Droz’s swords are around his waist and the straps go from the sheaths to Droz’s neck on the other side and when the straps are put together, they make an “x”. The sheaths are mixtures of gray, white, and black and catch most people’s eyes.

(In dragon form)
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History: Droz was born in Renia Mountain. Renia Mountain is one of five mountains in between Rabana, Lusuu, and Hyrule. When Droz was five (in dragon years) his parents were killed by an evil man. The evil wizard then found the young Droz and cast a spell on him, the slave spell. Now whenever Droz gets killed in battle, Droz will come back to life and become the killer’s slave. Droz will also copy a few of his master’s characteristics. Droz then became wicked and greedy.

Droz served as the man’s slave until he was 7,000 (a little more 23 in dragon years) where the wizard was killed. An evil queen killed the wizard. The Queen’s name was Rova. Droz was then freed from the wizard’s grip, but not from his curse. Droz then tried to make a run for it. Knowing that his parents were stronger than him and that the man able to kill them swiftly, but Rova was even stronger than the evil man, which meant Droz stood no chance against her. Unfortunately, Rova caught up and killed him. Droz then came back and became Rova’s slave, and just like the queen. Droz now became evil, merciless, heartless, and cruel.

Droz then became Rova’s hit man for two centuries. In one of Rova’s missions, Droz was sent to capture the Prince of the Wood Elves and his friends. Unfortunately, Droz forgot about the prince’s friends and only brought back the prince. Droz was then sent to capture the children.

When Droz was there, he was killed by the oldest of the friends and some help from an elf named Link and his friends. Droz then told the oldest (who was named Brolio) that he was forced into doing the evil deeds and about the curse. Droz then told him that the only way to break the curse was for his present master to let him go free. Brolio then let him go free.

Unfortunately during their battle, Droz killed Impa. So Droz told Zelda that the only way to bring her back was to get her soul from Queen Rova. Droz then left off to his home Renia. Link and everybody however went to the Wood Elf castle then to Queen Rova’s castle. Droz had a feeling that Link and everybody weren’t going to be ok. So, Droz got some help from a friend he knew when he was a baby.

Her name was Rita Longshadow and she was also a dragon. They both then made their way to Rova’s castle. There they found Link and his friends in serious trouble. Droz saw that there were two new people with him. Two girls and one boy to be exact. One girl was named Lika Raeart who was seventeen. The other was named Tira Raeart who was thirteen. The boy was named Kakashi he was the prince of the Wood Elves and thirteen as well. Droz and Rita then flew them out of there.

They then stopped for the night and were in the middle of the desert. The next day, they walked instead of fly. On the way, they found a man, a Dark Elf on the ground who was on the verge of dying. The Dark Elf’s name was Ray Metalbone. Link then felt pity on him and healed his wounds. The Dark Elf was very grateful and offered his services in the war. Link then excepted his offer and then they made their way back to the castle.

There they met two new people. The king’s best knights. One was man named Rangi Kino, he was sixteen. The other was a woman named Ira Kino, she was sixteen also.

Eventually they returned to Rova’s castle, where Link, Brolio, Kakashi, Rayu, Leon, Zelda, Droz, Rita, Tira, Lika, Kurishio, Rangi, and Ira destroyed Rova’s body. Since then, there’s been 2 years of peace and tranquility so far.

Battles:
Cutthroat Camp(In Progress)
Two of Light, Two to Fight(In Progress)
Mind, Body, and Soul(Dropped)
A Demonic Battle(Dropped)

Name: Kakashi Spark
Age: 17
Race: Wood Elf
Sex: male
Hair: a (almost white) light blue and short
Eyes: a (almost white) light blue. That’s all his eyes are, just color and pupils.
Weight: 179 lbs
Height: 6’ 1’’
Theme Song: Broad Daylight, by Gabriel Rios

Weapons: A scythe that he calls, Rayokutsio. By itself, it’s just a regular metal staffed metal bladed scythe, but when he infuses it with his lightening magic, he can transform it (look at Skills/Magic).
Scythe Forms: Kakashi has many sleeping forms of his scythe, so as of yet, he’ sonly been able to find one. Here it is:
Lightening Blade: This is the first step in releasing his Rayokutsio. The lightening energy gathers around the blade and a visible aura appears around it. The light blue aura then start to take electric shape and gives off static discharge. The new aura then takes the form of a transparent blade. Okay, so, basically how this work is the second blade, when it touches something, it scorches it and sends the electricity throughout the body and the enemy feels pain for the next few moments (the size of the person matters on how long it lasts). It has a reach of about 5 inches from the blade.
Armor: None.

Strengths: He is very good with his fists. He can throw punches very fast. He’s okay with a weapon, but prefers to fight with his fists. He can also control electricity (see skills/magic). He is very sensitive when it comes to his friends so if anyone even tries to hurt any of them, he will go into a blind rage. Which will greatly increase his powers of electricity.
Weakness: His fists may be fast, but he isn’t. His defense isn't so great either. His electricity based attacks also use a lot of energy. He prefers to keep them to a minimal. Kakashi also isn’t quite too fond of whips. His kidnapper, Rova (see history) used a whip to torture him so Kakashi will get very uneasy if his opponent is using a whip.
Skills/Magic: He can do lightening based attacks like:
Crawler: He can send any amount of electricity through anything and hit any target he wishes. The more energy he puts into the attack, the bigger the scar from the attack will be on the object.
Lightening Kick: He can cover his leg with electricity and use the electricity to cause extra harm to anyone whom he thinks deserves it.
Lightening Punch: He can cover his arm with electricity and use the electricity to cause extra harm to anyone whom he thinks deserves it.
Shockwave: He can make a fatal wave of electricity come from his body. This attack goes in all directions, including up in any angle.
Nerves: With this attack, Kakashi’s hand will vibrate slightly and a blue aura with some sparks flying off. If he is able to touch the back of you head with his right hand, the enemies nervous system will be screwed up. So, for a short time (roughly 3 minutes) if the enemy tries to move one body part, a different one will move. For example, if he tries to move his next, his left leg will move. This attack doesn’t take much energy to use, but he can only use it once every day. Also, Kakashi's hand will be slightly damaged after the use.

Personality: When he’s around his friends: Brolio, Rayu, and Leon, he is very happy, nice, and fun loving person. When he isn’t around his friends, he is easily agitated and more pronged to violence. So basically, he has a short fuse around strangers. He loves lightening storms; ever since he was a little boy he loved looking outside his window and see lightening storms.
Appearance: Kakashi, as the prince of a great nation, has 2 types of wardrobes. His formal and casual clothes:

Formal: It’s very rare for anyone to catch Kakashi I this out of an important meeting or critical trip in his country, Rabana. This consists of a white, pure silk, button up, wrist length sleeved shirt. It has his country’s symbol on the left collar (picture on bottom) and the cufflinks are crystal shaped pieces of silver. Next is his coat, the color is milky white and at the ends of the sleeves, there are silver threads sewn into it. His dress pants are a polar white and are kept up by white belt. His shoes are icy blue and very light. Finally, he wears a crown on his head. It’s solid white gold, with light blue and white diamonds incrusted on it.
Casual: He wears a light blue tunic with no sleeves and a white long sleeved shirt underneath. On the back of the light blue shirt, he has his country’s symbol in white. He has a light blue headband tied around his head with silver ends. His pants are light blue and slightly tattered. His boots are blue with light blue soles. His gauntlets were his fathers and they help him control his lightning magic better, but only slightly. They’re blue at the beginning and fade into white at the other end.

Even thought he wears a lot of different clothes one thing that doesn’t change is his scythe’s pole. Using static cling, Kakashi sticks his scythe to his back no matter where he his.

History: Kakashi was born the Prince of the Wood Elves. Kakashi’s father and mother were to very nice people. They were really nice to Kakashi and his two younger sisters and one older brother. When Kakashi was six, he met his friends: Brolio, Rayu, and Leon. They all then became very close, almost as if they were extra brothers. When Kakashi was seven, Brolio’s, Rayu’s, and Leon’s parents were all killed. None of them knew how they were all killed, but they all knew one thing; where would they live now. Kakashi then told them that they could stay at the castle, they had plenty of room and Kakashi was sure his father wouldn’t mind. Everybody accepted and everybody went to go live with Kakashi in the castle.

When Kakashi was ten, he overheard his father talk about a restricted area of the castle. Kakashi then invited his friends to go exploring in the so-called ‘restricted area’. What they found was amazing. It was a library type room, but these were books of magic. Kakashi was looking around, amazed at the room of magic books, but something was happening. Kakashi was somehow being attracted to a certain magic book of electricity. Kakashi’s father, the King saw them looking at the books. He then punished them, but soon forgot all about the incident.

When Kakashi was twelve, he was with his father (Roland) and his father didn’t feel right. His father then called on his general and told him to contact his top two knights and tell them to come her. The general then left to find them. Roland then told Kakashi to go pack some close and then tell his friends to pack some too, because they’re going to leave with him and the rest of the family. Kakashi went to his room and along the way he heard a thud come from the courtyard. When he got to his room he looked out the window real fast and saw a large catapult and a Dark Elf man with a pair of wings coming to the window. The man was now on the in front of the window and he then destroyed Kakashi’s window and came in. The man then told Kakashi his name (Droz) and then told him that he was going to take him to his owner and that he’d kill his friends if they tried to free him. Kakashi’s friends then came into Kakashi’s room; they were very shocked to see Kakashi in harms way. They were about ready to attack Droz when Kakashi told them that it’s okay and that he’d be all right. Kakashi then left with Droz to Queen Rova’s castle.

Kakashi stayed with Queen Rova for an entire year. Kakashi has been through hard ships through out the year. Rova constantly tried to make him join her for reasons unknown to him, but every time she asked, she always got the same answer; no. Every time Kakashi rejected his offer, Rova would torture him to make sure that he’d change his mind the next time. Luckily, one day his friends came back for him, but this time, he brought a few friends: Link and Zelda who have agreed to help with the war and a woman named Lika Raeart (who was sixteen) and her sister Tira Raeart (who was thirteen). They then rescued Kakashi from his imprisonment.

As they escaped Kakashi noticed that to get away, he had to rid on his kidnapper’s back. Kakashi wasn’t sure about going with him, but went anyway. Droz brought a friend with him. Her name was Rita Longshadow and she was also a dragon.

On the way back to Rabana, they found a Dark Elf on the ground, on the verge of dying. Link took pity on him and healed him. The Dark Elf’s name was Ray Metalbone. Ray was very grateful and helped with the fight against the Dark Elves.

Once at the castle, Roland introduced them to his top two knights who would fight be side them. One of them was a woman named Ira Kino. The other one was a man (Ira’s twin brother) named Rangi Kino. Kakashi remembered them as the two knight Kakashi’s father was talking about the day he was kidnapped.

After two whole years of war, our heroes finally they returned to Rova’s castle, where Link, Zelda, Impa, Brolio, Kakashi, Rayu, Leon, Droz, Tira, Lika, Rita, Ray, Rangi, Ira used their special powers to destroy Queen Rova.

It’s been two year after Queen Rova was killed. Almost all of her evil Dark Elves have been killed.

Battles:
Medallion's Curse (Complete)
Training Day(dropped)

Rabana Symbol

Here are the links to all of my characters.

Brolio--Rayu--Leon--Droz--Kakashi--Tira

Approved by Tiroth.
Personal Information.
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Name: Marcus. Last name: Gaffolia.
Age: Twenty-one
Sex: Male
Race: Jougan (Saints of the Altar)
Hair: White
Eyes: Brown
Height: 6, 4ft
Weight: 115 Pounds
Character description.
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Weapon: Bladed Staff of Rememberance. Has the ability for the wielder to absorb, or reflect any holy magic used by an opponent. Such as, blindness inflicting or others. Increases the effects of holy magics by 20%.
And a bladed edge for protection. (The staff is around 6, 0 ft four inches less than him. The blade is in a compartment on the top of the staff. And a trigger. on the handle that reveales it. He did get it from Brandera the Mechanical city.

Shield: Armlet of sorrow. Has the ability to bring guilt upon the hearts of those that are responsible for murder, unless of course they are evil and heartless killers. (How can they have guilt if they are heartles, or evil.)

Strengths: Marcus feels no reason for mercy when it comes to people, and monsters that kill for thrills, money, and to cover something up. Imitations of darkness and mirages are not a threat to his strong mind.
(When I say monsters I mean goblins, orcs, etc. etc. Call it a limit break or overdrive. The first one.)

Weaknesses: Dark powers, as the the fact he is a monk. Dark powers such as witchcraft, and necromancy. Temptation, being tempted to do things can sometimes get Marcus' attention and keep him from his goal. And members of the Dark Order. (A future character will come from the Dark Order.)

Skills/Abilities: Sacred Ash. Can turn skeletons to ash. Though skeletons are the only dark monsters brutally phased by it. And he can also change his age/shape/form, to gain the upper hand with immitation magic.


Appearance: He has a scar running on his face.
He can change his appearance through immitation magic.

Here is a sprite image.


Personality: Marcus is more of a peaceful type he hadn't known anything about the world around him until he was at the age of ten. When the Dragon Wars began anyway. But he will always take the time to stop and look at the world around him when he is on a quest. Those around him are no more than obsticles as long as they are not right at heart and soul.

Biography
Marcus was born into a Jougan family. His older brother and older sister were his close friends. His oldest sibling, his sister Nathira, was four and his older sibling, his brother Joshua
was three.

Two years later.
"Mommy where are we going?" Nathy asked questionably, "Can we go to the river?"
"No honey." she said, "Today is a special day a friend of mine in Argonia has had a daughter."
"A daughter, you mean like I am your daughter?" she asked with a confused look on her face, "What is Argonia? Is it a village?
"Hm hm!" her mother grunted with a smile on her face, "Yes it is."
"Hanju!"
"Yes dear?" Hanju replied, "What is it?"
"Bandits!" she yelled, "They are catching up!"
"Get down!" Hanju yelled.

He stopped the wagon.
Then grabbed his staff.
"Holy Light!" he yelled. "You might not want to try stealing again!"
The bandits were blinded from the light. Their horses were not blinded, as the spell was directed on the bandits.
"Will they regain their sight?" his wife asked, "You know you didn't have to blind them"
"Yes eventually." he answered. "Well of course I did we have a two year old child and two other children in this wagon. Can't let them get to them."
Then lashed his whip into the air and the horses started pulling again.

They reached Argonia, the city of the Argonians. Where my first character comes from.
And went to the church where the father and mother were with there child.
"Hello it is us." the Jougan woman said, "Oh! She is so cute. You know today is the same day Marcus was born. It feels as if though they were destined to meet."
"I know how you feel." the Argonian woman inquired, "Janeen meet your destined friend. I only hope they get along when they are older.
So you came a long way. Are you hungry Akiri." she asked.
"Oh yes starved." Akiri added, "Oh! But you just had a child let me cook Mailyn."
"Oh thank you." Mailyn added, "What would I do without you."
So they stayed for lunch and went home.

That night.
"Waaaaaaaaaaaah!" Marcus cried,
"I'll take care of it." Akiri said, "You just sleep Hanju. You have a big day ahead of you."
She wen't over to the baby's crib, picked him up and comforted him. It was a stormy night.
She looked out the window and saw a meteor hit the ground.
"AH!" she screamed, "A meteor."
Hanju awoke and went to her side.
"What is it?" he asked.
"A... A meteor just hit the ground!" she exclaimed.
"Stay here." he said, "I will check it out."
"Don't be gone to long." she said in a conserned tone.
"Come back safely." she whispered to herself.

"Ahahaha!" Hanju heard a strange laugh, "You will die by my hand, monk"
"I do not fear evil." he said, "Show yourself!"
A strange figure came in front of him out of nowhere.
"BOO!" it said.
"Nice try." the monk responded, "You don't scare me."
"What you should fear monk is yourself or maybe this."
The figure created a ball of darkness revealing Hanju's house. His children and wife were held up in a corner with Demons surrounding them.
"Akiri, Marcus, Nathira, Joshua!" Hanju shouted.
"Oh is that there names monk." the figure said, "Pity I will have to kill them."
"Stop!" a mysterious voice shouted, "You and your minions have gone too far, I vanquish you from this world. Begone!
He shot the figure with his two handguns.
The figure exploded in black dust as the bullets flew through his shadow, and the ball of darkness vanished. "I will see you again monk. Remember it." the figure said.
"Thank... you?" Hanju said, "Where did he go?
"Right here!" he said,
as he walked out of a black and misty doorway that closed up behind him.
"I am what they call a dimensional bounty hunter. Now go home to your family they need you." he said, "He will be back so stay alert."
"How can I ever thank you enough sir?" Hanju asked.
"Keep living for the Altar. That is payment enough." he answered as he made
and walked through another dimensional door. "He will be back so do not let your guard down." the man's voice was heard fading as the door closed.
"I was born to." Hanju said to himself.
Then he went back to his home.

Eight years later.
The start of the Dragon Wars. Dragons came through a large fracture in the ground. The same day eight years after Janeen's birth and ten years after Marcus'.

Though they didn't seem to be harshly powerful at all. They were enough that even the armies of Brandera, nor Argonia. So they had to call the monks of Altar. Many were lost along with the families of Branderans and Argonians. This war had a major effect on the three cities of, Jouga, Argonia, and Brandera
That even some of the fourteen year olds were trained to fight. Some of them thirteen. They lost children even. The dragons were devistating to the land. Joshua, Marcus' brother, was given the staff of rememberance at the age of thirteen. After recieving the staff. Joshua was given the task of assault on a dragon's nest. He was to grab an egg and take it back to Jouga. He received the egg. Amazingly unnoticed by the dragon's. Until he stepped wrong and fell out of the nest landing on the egg he took. The dragon heard the break of the egg and headed straight for him.

"Joshua!" his fourteen year old sister yelled, as she ran over with her axe in hand. "Touch him and this egg gets it."
(She was one of the defender Jougan)
She grabbed a different egg and put it on the ground, holding her axe firmly above it.
Dragon's on this planet were very protective of their young.
The dragon landed by Joshua and looked at his frightened face, almost as if it looked like the dragon was reading his mind. The dragon knew it was an accident landing on the egg. But the other dragons noticed the one dragons resistance to kill the children. So they flew over to get rid of them. Nathira and Joshua were frightened and they went into the dragon's nest thinking it might protect them. Surely enough the dragon backed into its nest to defend the frightened children. Growling at the other dragons the dragon displayed a look of care and at the same time sorrow for her own child. Though she did not like the fact that they were using her egg as a weapon to keep the dragons away. She seemed to understand that the dragons were doing the same to the humans young.

She flew up into the battlefront with the children on her back. And with a sudden loud and sorrowful roar. Stopped the dragons and humans and both races looked at her. Her eyes showed care and at the same time, they revealed a sense of sorrow and agony. A spear was lunged into her heart from a stray. The races froze. After noticing the spear, a stray. The dragon dropped and died. Joshua and Nathira were both devastated that the dragon that had saved their lives was dead right under them. Though it seemed as a normal death in a war. It was differant. The children were an example of the humans, and the dragon, an example of dragons. Both races were saddened, though they completely hated each other.

After that night was blood and bodies. The dragons dug graves with their claws. For both the dragons and humans.
Though they did not like each other before. There was a sudden bond after the mother's death that brought them together.

Thus the Dragon Wars ended.

At the age of sixteen.
Marcus was sixteen when he became a monk for Altar. Though he had no experience as a holyman like most destined monks do at thirteen. There was an aura around him that made it seem as if he was more than Jougan. No one had known if a dragon had made this effect on him or not. The Dragon Wars were harsh, no one noticed any dragons inside the village. But it seemed as if Marcus was already well trained. His sister was now twenty and his brother nineteen. They kept the influence of the other children out of their brother's mind so he could become a well trained monk.

Nineteen years later.
"Come on monk." a group of academy students said, "Just one drop of wine."
"No! It is my sworn duty not to take any alcohol into my body." Marcus inquired, "Among other things now, go leave me be!"

He changed is form to a twelve year old boy so no one would recognize him, and walked around the city of Brandera. He noticed a woman with dragon like wings
no more than three feet long.
Than skeletons came out of no where.
He ran to his house fighting them off. Running toward his house he found spots of blood on the walls and assumed they were his family's
"No why!" he said.
He saw a skeleton coming down the road outside with blood spots on his sword.
Marcus grabbed his brother's Staff of Rememberance.
The skeleton cut Marcus' face deep before he got a chance cast his spell, and Marcus fell to the ground.
when all seemed lost.
"Argonian Bane!" a woman's voice was heard.
The skeleton stopped and fell apart dazed.
She grabbed him, and ran to safety then asked, "Are you alright?"
"I think." he replied, "Your Argonian."
"Huh? What makes you think that?" she said, messing with her hair.
"You used the skill Argonian Bane." he answered. "Only Argonians can use that."
"I'm Marcus Gaffolia. And you are?"
"Janeen Karoga. But you can call me Jan." She answered.
"Look out!" Marcus shouted, "Sacred Ash!"
A skeleton was behind her, and the spell made it turn to dust.
"Woh!" She said, "How did you do that?"
"I am a monk for the Altar." He replied.
"Shouldn't you go home to your parents?" she asked,
"They died just tonight. I'm all alone now.
They chatted more and then headed south for a cave to the next land.

There is more in Janeen's training thread. Or I will make a fic on him.

Name: Raven

Age: 18

Race: human

Gender: Male

Hair: Dark Brown

Eyes: Dark Brown

Height: 5 Feet, 9 Inches

Weight: 134lbs

Appearance:


Design on his cape:

A Transmutation Circle for sealing a Homunculus. Artificially generated 'human beings' with no soul. They retain their human looks and mind.

Personality: Raven has a wandering, care-free soul, and the only one of the knights’ children to have a good sense of humor. Even in the most serious of times he tries to laugh a little. It is only when he or friends or family are threatened then he will become totally serious, and show his true skill at wielding a sword. While he is on his travels, he enjoys doing odd jobs for people, so that he could earn a little extra cash; which he spends buying food and staying at inns. If something angers him, he usually blows it off with his good sense of humor, or deals with it, physically or mentally.

Weapons/Skills/Magic: Trained by his foster father, who is a knight, Raven quickly became an almost expert swordsman at the tender age of 13, rivaling many young knights in there skill. Archery was also taught to him by his foster father, but he is not skilled at it. His sword was custom made by his foster father’s brother, a famed blacksmith, who is familiar with some dark arts. He enchanted the custom blade with a spell, so that the sword can put up a magical shield that raises his defense against magic but blocks arrows and physical attacks. The shield goes down after one hit and the sword must be put back into the sheath to recharge the shield, which usually takes a day. Although he is now blind in his right eye, his sword skills are not shaken. Although he claims to see the dead in the blackness that he sees with his right eye.

-Alchemy:
Recently, Raven began taking up Alchemy. Using transmutation circles and such to change things. He has become quite skilled with it, including healing minor injuries with it. On the palms of his gloves are two transmutation circles. When the two circles meet, (by clapping his hands together) he can transmute anything (besides human transmutation, different, specific circles are required) to a certain extent. He is usually known as the 'Sol Alchemist' simply because of his lightheartedness.

Alchemy has three stages and a basic rule of Equivalent Exchange. Equivalent Exchange means that you have to give something to receive something of equal value. So when making something using Alchemy, you have to have the correct amount of base ingredients needed. Like cooking!
The three stages of Alchemy are:
- Analyzing the object
- Breaking it down
- Reforming it into something else.

Although it is not impossible to stop at step two.

Signature Alchemic transmutations:

~Four-finger whip: He uses the length of his gloves (that goes up his arms) to turn the finger tips (save the thumb's) of his right glove into short whips.
~Shockwave: Plays with the air and air pressure in the surroundings to create controlled shockwaves. A full three hundred and sixty degree shockwave is possible.
~Wall: Creates a solid rock wall from the ground.
~Spear: Can create a spear from the ground.
~Sealing the Homunculus: Using the transmutation circle on his cape, he can effectively seal and weaken a homunculus.

Strengths/Areas of Skill: Raven is extremely deadly with a sword. His eyes are quick so he can dodge most attacks. He blocks physical attacks and raises his resistance against magic with the magic shield. Alert most of the time. Raven's speed and agility are a little above the average human. His sense of humor keeps out the bad times.

Weaknesses/Areas of little skill: His humor can get him in trouble. He is extremely weak with a bow. He is a wanderer, which means he regularly gets mixed up in all kinds of trouble. The magic shield only raises his resistance against magic, it does not protect him from it.
The magic shield goes down after one hit, the sword needs to be placed back in sheath for a day to recharge the shield, but sword can still be used. Little knowledge of magic and their effects, and also, he is weak against magic attacks.

Biography: Embedded in the side of a hill, a young couple shared a house with their 1 year old son. Erin was a happy toddler. His mother, Ellenora, and his father, Sael, loved him dearly. One night, the lights of the candles glowered fiercely while Ellenora was finishing up a bedtime story that she was telling to young Erin, as if to say “We will take this house up in smoke……tonight….” Suddenly, a strong wind blew, toppling everything over in the small house, Ellenora screamed as the flames started to rage, she grabbed Erin and ran outside and set him down on a small stump, the young boy crying and screaming because of merciless fright. There was another scream from inside, “Sael!!” Ellenora screamed as she ran inside to get him, then another scream. Then, silence, the crackling of the fire became nothing after a while.

Every morning, the Princess of the land, who lived in the castle town nearby, went to the valley to pick flowers. She had already left when; two brothers noticed the smoke rising at the side of the nearby hill. They ran through the town in different directions yelling; “Fire in the valley!! Fire in the valley!!” This caused an alarm that ripped through the town and straight to the King’s chambers. The King dispatched six of his best knights to find the Princess and capture the people who may have caused trouble. When they reached the valley, the Princess ran toward the only knight she knew; “Marcus! Marcus! A building was burnt down, there’s a young boy there!” The knights investigated the fire, the Princess leading them. Marcus picked up the crying, soot covered bundle and wiped the dust off his face, “Wow, Marcus he got as black as a raven from the soot!” One knight exclaimed. “Look for survivors,” Marcus ordered “There are none” Another knight reported. “Looks like you’re coming with us, little guy.” Marcus said as he held the boy. Marcus brought home the baby boy, to meet no siblings, as his wife was barren.
His wife, Linia, was shocked and happy when she learned that she had a child to take care of. “What should we name him?” She asked. Marcus looked gently into the child’s eyes, the boy stared right back, Marcus smiled, “Raven”

16 years later, young Raven became the envy of most of the boys, and the favorite of many townspeople. His father as well as other knights trained him in the art of sword wielding and fighting. His uncle gave him his sword and sheath when he was fifteen, and he had used those items ever since. He had lived up to his second name, his favorite color was black. Then one night, he overheard his parents,
“I think he should be told!” Linia argued, “Now would be the best time to tell him!”
“No!” Marcus protested,
“If he found out that I’m not his real father, I don’t know what he’ll do!”
“You’re not my real father?” Raven asked, with tears in his eyes. Marcus sighed
“No, I’m not”
“So everything I’ve been living, this house, my friends, you, my life….was….a lie?”
“No-“ His mother was about to speak, but he ran off. Hurt and angered by his life, Raven stole some money from his parents, took his best and light garments, his weapons and some food, and proceeded to run away that night. His mother was blocking the door.
“You’re leaving aren’t you?”
“Yes”
“I knew that you would someday, I’m not going to stop you” She said as she moved away from the door. Raven began walking toward the door.
“But promise me this,” Linia said, “This is the first and the last time you run away from something,….Raven, don’t run from your problems,….I love you”
“I won’t, I love you too…mom”
He left quickly, still feeling his mother’s gaze behind him.
He traveled on and on until he reached the shore, he offered money to boaters who would take him across the treacherous seas, none answered his offer. He came across a captain of a pirate ship. Gladly accepting his offer, the Captain asked: “Where to sonny-boy?!”
“Wherever the world takes me”


***

Arina was kidnapped by a group of ruffians. Since she could not concentrate to use her telekinesis, she was not able to fight back. When they attempted to violate her, she reacted, causing one of the men to stab her in her left eye. Raven had reached when she was bleeding to death, the men had left because they didn't want something like this to happen, they just wanted some 'fun'. Raven, seeing her in this state, was willing to give up anything for her to live. He used Alchemy on her to save her, bringing back her eye and healing the wound, but not making her able to see through that eye again. In the process, he gave up the sight in his right eye to heal hers.

***

After two years away from home, Raven had decided to pay a visit, but in secret. Arina and him would disguise themselves and enter the Taraine gates as a pair of normal travelers. They wore dark brown robes with large hoods, partially obscuring their faces, passing themselves off as traveling mage scholars. However, their plan would quickly fall apart when Raven sees what happened to his former home.

The kingdom is in chaos, no one would dare stand up to the new king. Ever since a knight overthrew the king less than a year ago, the empire has been at war constantly. Taraine had expanded over the original borders. The townsfolk say that the king had forced Princess Laurania to marry him, so that he would officially be named King of Taraine. They also say that the current king has two wives. The soldiers around town were not supervised, they went about their wicked business, stealing food, beating and raping women, beating children. The air in town seemed almost always grey.

”After he took over, there became no such thing as a beautiful day.”

Raven noticed this too. Even the flower field just outside the gates where Laurania used to play had no colour. Arina was taken aback, she was expecting a place of grandeur. Beauty, not black tyranny. The name of the king…no one wanted to say. They shook their heads and beckoned the two to go away; they’ve ‘been bothered enough’.

Raven decided that he would confront the king himself, but that was where his plan ended. He didn’t know what he was going to do after, what he would say, if he would fight. Arina, however, believed in him and accompanied him to the entrance of the king’s throne room. The castle, at least, was still open to the public. The only thing that seemed to change was that the throne room wasn’t open to the public. The old king used to leave the doors open to here complaints or compliments from the people. There was a single guard standing in front of the large door to the room. Raven, with his hood up, covering his face, approached him.

The guard was wearing a full set of silver armour, a large, two handed sword was sheathed against his back.

”Halt.” He demanded.

”Step aside, soldier.” Raven replied.

”What is your business here?”

”My business is my own. Now, step aside.”

The guard put his hand on the claymore strapped to his back, but before he could get it out, Raven’s sword was already at his neck.

”Do not test me.” Raven said through gritted teeth, “I can kill you before you even think about using that sword. Step aside. Now.”

Foolish guard. He still intended on drawing his large sword. Raven’s left hand pressed against the person’s armor. Using Alchemy, he disintegrated the silver, the reaction blasting the soldier through the doors.

”What’s going on here?!” A voice boomed from the direction of the throne.

When Raven stepped inside the room, he looked up in the direction of the voice. His eyes widened. The man wearing the kings robes and crown. The man with Laurania, who had lost some beauty from the events, at his side. The man that had fathered Raven for sixteen years. Marcus was now the king. The young knight was speechless. Arina approached from behind with her hood down. She gently held Raven’s wrist, but he was still frozen.

”Eh? Who are you? How did you do this to one of my best knights?”

Raven remained silent. He took Arina’s hand in his own and squeezed it gently before letting go and taking a few steps forward.

”I am the King of Taraine! This is my Court!” Marcus screamed, banging his fist on the arm rest of the throne, “I demand to kno-“

”Shut up, Marcus.” Raven cut him off. The king looked at him, wide-eyed, his jaw hanging. The young knight glanced across at Laurania, who was staring at him intently. Her eyes also went wide, but her expression was different. She was more surprised than angry.

”Raven…?” She whispered. Raven smiled slightly, at least one person in this whole kingdom had recognized his voice. However, smile vanished when Marcus slapped her angrily.

”That name is not to be spoken here, do you understand me?! ‘He’ is dead! Understand?!” He towered over her. Laurania’s cheek had turned a bright red, a single glistening line ran down the middle.

”Didn’t I tell you to shut up, Marcus?”

Marcus spun around angrily. He gritted his teeth and glared at the hooded boy. The king’s hand found it’s way to his sword. A large blade, but not as large as the knight’s from before. He drew it and pointed it at the hooded boy.

”Remove your hood or I will cut it open. There’s a guarantee that I’ll shove this sword too far.”

Raven exhaled and slowly pulled his hood down to reveal his face, his glaring brown eyes.

”Hello, father.”

Arina gasped and stepped back. Marcus seemed to age on the spot. He dropped his sword.

”My son!” He cried, “Linia! Our son!”

A figure appeared from the left of the room, behind the throne. Raven’s mother looked the same as ever from afar. But when she ran to him, stumbling along the way, tears flowing, lips trembling. When she held his face in her worn hands. He saw. Young Raven saw what Marcus had done to Linia. There were bruises all over, she had a blue-black spot on her left cheek, and a cut under her left eye. She hugged him, and he hugged her back, all the while glaring at Marcus, who stood there, staring at them.

Raven pushed his mother away gently and forced a smile at her before turning towards the king.

”I will not ask why you have done this. Instead, I will order you to stop this madness.”

Marcus was silent for a few seconds, until he finally burst out in laughter.

”Hahahahah! Me? Take orders from you? I am still your father you ungratefu-“

He was silenced when Raven brought his own sword to his neck.

”I will cut you down myself if I have to. After seeing what you’ve done to this place, to Laurania, to mother…I’ll have no regrets if I do so.”

Marcus was speechless. Raven stood there with the sword to his neck. The footfalls of soldiers like the one before approached the room. The young knight could have ended it right here, but if he did, he would have also ended Arina’s life. There was also no guarantee that Laurania and his mother would escape harm.

Raven lowered his sword and walked over to Arina.

”We have to leave…”

She was still speechless, so she only nodded. But the way was blocked, the soldiers were already at the door, lined up with their weapons drawn. There was no escape.

”Let…” Marcus’s words were heard, “Let them go.”

The soldiers looked at each other, bewildered, before stepping aside. Raven glanced back at Marcus before pulling up his hood and walking out with Arina.

***
Rumors do come in handy. The townsfolk had learned that the neighbouring kingdom of Riviran had been preparing for war.

Raven and Arina followed these rumors all the way to the Rivir plains, where they saw the truth of the rumors. The plains were filled with soldier camps. Shadows from above passed over the plains. When Raven looked up, he saw that the skies were filled with Wyvern riders and Pegasus knights. There was no doubt now that the two had been spotted. A lone Wyvern rider flew down and landed near them. He wore a black suit of armor, which seemed extremely light and soft. There was even a black hood covering his head.

”You…” the man said as he slipped off the beast. He was looking directly at Raven, who had his hood down. “I know you…”

”And I know you,” Raven responded, walking towards the person, “Seth?”

Seth removed his hood, revealing his dark red hair.

”Your hair has gotten longer.” Raven commented.

Seth smiled. “So it has. I’m assuming you’re here because of your father.”

Raven nodded.

***

Seth was already a Wyvern Lord in their ranks, so the general took less convincing than Raven thought. All that was needed was the agreement of the leaders of the three groups on the two outsiders being allowed to join the campaign. Seth, leader of the airborne units had already agreed. The leader of the ground units was a young man, about as old as Seth and Raven. His hair was long and black, his eyes were pure gold. He wore no armour, just a dark cloak over a white shirt and trousers. He gave his name only as ‘Seraph’. He agreed with Seth, saying that they could use all the help that they can get. The general nodded. In a few days they would be full prepared and they would head out to the place where the battle would be fought: near the flower field outside of the gates.

***

It was an epic battle that ended in the skies. Seth, Raven and Arina versus the king Marcus who had gone even more mad by seeing Raven and Seth on the side of the ‘enemy’. He blamed Raven for everything, saying that after he left, he tried to find him, but did not have enough ‘power’ to issue a search beyond Taraine borders. So he overthrew the king, and when news got out that the king had been overthrown and the situation of Taraine had diminished, other kingdoms saw this as an opportunity to take over this kingdom. He blamed it all on Raven.

Raven didn’t believe a word of it. There was no excuse for treating the kingdom…Linia and Laurania… there was no reason for treating them that way.

”I said I would have no regrets.” Raven put away his sword and let the reigns of his Marcus’s wyvern go. He was caught in mid-air by Arina and set upon Seth’s wyvern.

”My son…” The mad king’s last words as his dead wyvern spiraled towards the ground.

***

Being the son of the king, Raven was appointed the new leader of Taraine. It was an honour, it was exciting, but it did not last very long. Raven had grown fond of adventuring with Arina, so his heart could not stay in place for long. As a result, he passed the crown to Seth, who accepted it on one condition: that Raven would become ruler if Seth was deemed unfit to rule before Laurania is wed. And, once Laurania is married, Seth would pass the crown to her husband. Raven agreed and Seth bestowed upon them their new ranks and titles, which would become known in other kingdoms, far and wide. All they needed to do was announce their ranks and titles to show their authority if needed.

- Court of Taraine Rank and Title -

Raven:
Title: Panzer Magier
(Literally: 'Armoured Magician')
Courtrank: Spellsword/Heir to the Throne


Battles:
[ Insert unnecessarily stuffy thread title here ] #2 (dropped)

Crossroads RPs:
Raindrops (Dropped)
A bend in the wind (Dropped)
Dimensional Armageddon: The Sword of Souls (Dropped)
Mistaken Identity. (Dropped)
A Meeting of Friends and Shapeshifters (Dropped)

Name: Myth’onar A’ran

Age: 16

Race: Human

Sex: Male

Hair: Dark brown (Red when transformed)

Eyes: Green (Red when transformed)

Weight: 90 kg (10 kg when transformed)

Height: 5’9 (6’2 when transformed)

Weapon: Sword, with a fire resistant hilt.

Armour: Fire resistant clothing, otherwise they would burn when he transformed. The clothing will also deflect most sword attacks.

Strengths: Has the most raw power out of the three. Because Myth’onar is also an expert tracker, he can follow almost anyone. He is also the bravest of the three

Weakness: Cannot transform when he is very wet. But when transformed steam will rise from his skin, and he will be weaker than normal. He also has a short temper so will lose harmony, if provoked, anyway. None of the three are used to fighting together.

Skills/Magic: Knows basic fire magic, can throw a small fire ball that is capable of causing minimal burns to the opponent, without transforming. Element must be present. Has had basic training with the sword. He is also an expert tracker.

Transforming: Needs a concentrated form of the element that the person can control, but it cannot have been gathered by magic, it must be a natural form of it. This then boosts their power level, but the triplets must have perfect harmony in order to transform and the moment it is broken, they all revert back to their original state.

Personality: Myth’onar has the basic personality of most fire mages. He is arrogant, impulsive, and very easy to anger. The last will often put his brother and sister in danger, as they will often lose their harmony, and revert back to their basic form. But Myth’onar is also the most courageous person his family has ever met, facing against unbeatable odds to keep them safe. But he is not one to rush into battle without reason.

Appearance: Myth’onar’s hair goes down to his shoulders, and he has small eyes, and a small nose. He often wears a long black fireproof leather jacket, and fireproof leather boots, and a pair of sunglasses. He also has a belt with many pouches on it, and his favourite one carries his lighter, which he uses to transform.

History: Myth was an average child as he grew up, separated from his family at one year old, and can always look on the bright side of things. He grew up with carers that always tried to give him the life they never had when growing up. Myth’onar never liked the situation they were in, and when the evil ruler Kronal’an took over the throne, his family were one of the first to sign on to the resistance. By now he was five, and then he saw his first fight, and after that he never acted like a child again.

When he was nine he showed the ability to control fire, and his carers found a fire mage in the resistance, who began to train him. As he trained with this fire mage he began to make a strong friendship with him.

When Myth’onar was nine and a half, he and his carers were captured by Kronl’an and were tortured for information. His foster mother and father were tortured until they died right in front of his young eyes. Something in him just snapped and he melted the chains holding him, and began to take out the guards keeping him captive.

As he fought the resistance were launching a rescue mission to rescue Myth’onar and his family, not knowing that they had died. Myth’onar lost to the guards, due to sheer numbers, his full power locked away in his mind. The resistance members arrived in time to save Myth from certain death, but then they found out that his parents had died.

They took Myth back to the base, and when he awoke he took the last part of his families name Onar. The fire mage that trained him at first took him on as a student again, and also raised him as one of his own.

Over the years that Myth’onar lived the thirst he had for revenge left him, and was replaced by the need to never fail again. Because of which he soon became a valued member of the resistance. When he was fifteen and a half his brother and sister, Kyth’al and Faythe, found him and he left the resistance to travel with them, and to keep his promise to his foster parents. He would never fail to protect those he loved again. Whatever the cost to him.


Name: Faythe A’ran (Pronounced Faith)

Age: 16

Race: Human

Sex: Female

Hair: Blonde (Silver when transformed)

Eyes: Hazel (Silver when transformed)

Weight: 70 kg (20 kg when transformed)

Height: 5’1 (5’7 when transformed)

Weapon: Two daggers

Armour: A tunic made by her mother, which deflects most minor magical attacks.

Strengths: Is the calmest out of the three, and so thinks things through in a fight, instead of trying to beat the heck out of whoever it is before they know how powerful they are. As she was brought up in an aristocrat’s house she went to school and so has more knowledge of things than the other two.

Weakness: When transformed is vulnerable to fire and earth. As Faythe is the weakest physically she cannot easily resist capture, and she also tends to think too much in a fight, and so gets distracted. None of the three are used to fighting together.

Skills/Magic: Knows basic air magic, is able to knock an opponent over, or wrap them up for one minute, with air, without transforming. Element must be present. Has had basic training with the daggers.

Transforming: Needs a concentrated form of the element that the person can control, but it cannot have been gathered by magic, it must be a natural form of it. This then boosts their power level, but the triplets must have perfect harmony in order to transform and, the moment it is broken, they revert back to their original state.

Personality: Faythe is the calmest and most methodical of the trio. She will often sit back and asses an opponent’s power level before making a move. But when angered Faythe will strike out at almost anyone, whoever they may be. She may also be a bit snooty at times, and believes that she should be treated as the person she was brought up as. But deep down she cares about her brothers.

Appearance: Faythe’s hair goes down to the middle of her back, and she has big hazel eyes. She often likes to wear her white t – shirt, white trousers, and jacket. She also wears a belt around her waist, and she often uses the pouches to carry the team’s money.

History: Faythe lived her life as an aristocrat’s child, and so never wanted for anything. She grew up in comfort, her food given to her by a maid, prepared by the master chefs, and always having what she wanted. When the evil tyrant Kronal’an took over from his father as king, everything changed. Most of the maids and the servants were called to work for him, and he placed such big taxes on the people that her carers were not able to buy things like they once had. But still, she had an easy life.

As she grew up she learned about the ancient culture of her people, about the gods, and about little things that would save her life later on. When she was nine years old, her control over air became more apparent, and her foster father hired out the best air mage money could buy to teach her to control her powers.

While under the mages training, which lasted four years, she learned much, and she soon overtook her teacher in power, which she found as a surprise. She learned how to use air as a shield, a weapon, and to heal others. While this was happening she also trained to use daggers in self defence, if she had to.

A year later she heard about a resistance that fought against their evil ruler, and she pitied them. They didn’t have life like she did, and she was sorry for them, so she got her foster father to donate money to their cause. Which he did willingly. For four years her life went on like this, her house a safe haven for the freedom fighters, and her foster father donating money to them every year.

Then Kronal’an found out about this, and he sent his guards to take the whole family prisoner. Faythe managed to escape, along with the freedom fighters, but her foster parents were captured and haven’t been seen since.

Six months after this she met up with her brothers, Kyth’al and Myth’onar, and she has travelled with them since, seeking a way to find that which she so earnestly seeks. Her foster parents.


Name: Kyth’al A’ran

Age: 16

Race: Human

Sex: Male

Hair: Black (Brown when transformed)

Eyes: Blue (Brown when transformed)

Weight: 90 kg (180 kg when transformed)

Height: 5’6 (N/A when transformed)

Weapon: Quarter staff

Armour: A tunic made by the earth elemental that trained him. This tunic is flexible, but as hard as diamonds.

Strengths: Is physically stronger than the other two, and can pick almost any lock he encounters. Kith’al can also pick almost anyone’s pocket. The only pockets he can’t pick are his good friend and carer, and his brother and sister’s. Kith’al can also change what he is, when he is transformed. (Stone, sand, soil, ect.) He also has a photographic memory.

Weakness: When transformed is vulnerable to water. As he is the strongest physically he often uses brute strength instead of tactics, and so can be beaten easily by them. He can only change into things he has been before. None of the three are used to fighting together.

Skills/Magic: Knows basic earth magic, can create a shield of earth to cover four people, and can cause small earthquakes, that only unbalance an opponent, without transforming. Element must be present. Has had basic training with the staff. Kith’al is also an expert thief.

Transforming: Needs a concentrated form of the element that the person can control, but it cannot have been gathered by magic, it must be a natural form of it. This then boosts their power level, but the triplets must have perfect harmony in order to transform and, the moment it is broken, they revert back to their original state.

Personality: Kith’al shows the most variety of emotion, as he is an earth elemental. He cares for the earth and will often heal the trees, and other plants if they need it. Kith’al cannot function well when under a lot of pressure, and so cannot maintain harmony. When stressed Kith’al will often spend time alone to calm down.

Appearance: Kith’al’s short hair does not go further than an inch form his head. His eyes always have the appearance of looking past something, or someone. He often likes to wear colours that represent the earth, whether it is a green outfit, or a brown one, it does not matter.

History: Kyth’al was born only having the name of Kyth, the al part of his name was added to it later in his life. When he was 1 year old he was separated from his brother and sister, and placed on the doorstep of a good and honest family. But, before they could answer the door, a young woman picked up the basket and took it, with the peacefully sleeping baby, to the head of the thieves’ guild, who was called Athar’al. Athar’al took in the baby and raised it as one of his own children.

When Kyth was 6 years old he was trained to be the next leader of the thieves guild, as all young street kids are, and he learned quickly. He learned so quickly that by the time he was 8 he could take Athar’s coat and he wouldn’t notice until he got cold! Then he was put on the street, to take what he must to help himself, and the others, to survive.

All the spare time that Kyth had he trained to use a quarter staff, as they were his favourite weapon. When he was nine years old Athar gave him a quarter staff of his very own, and Kyth discovered he had magic. Magic that could control the very earth on which they stood!

Two months later Athar had managed to track down the best earth mage on the street and got him to agree to train Kyth to control his magic power. Shortly after this Kyth was granted the right to use al in his name. This privilege was only given to those most likely to take over as head of the thieves’ guild.

Kyth’al trained with the earth mage for the next five years, learning too much that he could not possibly be able to perform all that he learned, as some of it was too complicated.

Shortly after his training finished the thieves’ guild was destroyed, along with most of the thieves’ in it, and Kyth’al was left alone to wander the world. But he did not give up hope that Athar’al had managed to escape.

After six months travelling alone he met up with his brother and sister, Myth’onar, and Faythe, and has been travelling with them ever since

Name: Fallen God of Destruction
Fuzen

Age: 25

Race: Hylian/Demon

Sex: Male

Hair: Cream Brown/Silver, 2 Bangs and a tail

Eyes: Brown/Red

Weight: 158 lbs.

Height: 5ft. 10in.

Weapon 1: Ijinken (Katana)/Ijin Claws (Katars)

Weapon 2: Small jar of sand made of sand.

Armor: None

Theme Song: Blood on the Dance Floor/Elimination

Strengths: His primary strength is in his sword. Ijinken has many talents, ranging from an almost impenetrable defense, to a crushing offense. As a result of one of its skills, he fights better in a desert or stone based setting. As for Fuzen himself, he mostly excels in manipulation. With his looks, combined with his quick and charming wit, he could almost rival an incubus in his ability to attract. As a result, he is very adept at trickery, information gathering, and deception. But besides being a little faster, stronger, and more skilled than your average swordsman/katarman, he has no outstanding strengths physically. Despite just recoloring himself, his form switching allows for disguise. While in demon form, he’s not susceptible to alcohol or poison.

Weakness: His primary weakness is in his sword. Since Ijinken is a sentient sword, it may at times disobey Fuzen’s commands. Due to being nearly opposite in elementals, it loses a great deal of its power in the rain. As for Fuzen himself, he falters when it’s down to hand to hand. With his strength being only a little bit higher than an average NPC, he’s weaker than most BA Characters. And even though Ijinken has so much power, the strength of the steel itself is ordinary. His desires start and end with greed, lust, gluttony, pride, envy, wrath, and/or sloth. Because of that, he is not only a very predictable (to those who may have met him before) warrior, but is also one who is easily manipulated when it comes to the afore mentioned sins. Despite being able to save his life, his second form will still be sore from the firsts damage. While in demon form, he’s susceptible to light magic.

Skills/Magic: He has two forms, a demon one and a Hylian one. The strategy of using the two is actually quite simple. His basic approach involves two steps. 1) Much like a Venus Fly Trap, he uses the attractiveness and familiarity of his Hylian form, to lure in unsuspecting prey. 2) Continuing the trap analogy, after he attracts, he then confronts with his demon form, usually resulting in his favored outcome. Now, besides disguise, the most advantageous ability his form switching allows, is the ability to cheat death. If one form is severely damaged, or even killed, he can convert to his other to avoid perishing, and begin regenerating what was damaged. This will leave him stuck in his alternate form, as turning back would either result in his death (Again), or having to deal with the heavy damage. Besides looking different, there’s no real difference between his two forms. The only thing to note, is that his katana will become a pair of katars. Since it is a pair of katars, both sword and sheath need to be in his possession for both to appear.

Personality: All who know him, know there’s only one word for him. That word is Evil. At the same time, someone might say he has a split personality.

As a demon, his personality borders on psychotic. He shows incredible narcissism, while at the same time, is almost completely self destructive when it comes to getting what he wants. At times he may seem calm, which is always when fighting a woman, but mostly he appears to be caught in a rage. He always puts himself above all else, without letting others know that his ego is so very consuming. His demeanor will show that he is sadistic and insane, but underneath, he is in no way crazy. He thinks with his sharp intellect on point, making his rage a focused storm.

As a Hylian, his personality borders on fuzzy. He shows incredible concern for others, while at the same time, is almost completely humble when it comes to getting compliments for that. At times he may seem romantic, which is always when it comes to women, but mostly he appears to be friendly. He always puts others above all else, without letting them know that his charity is so very consuming. His demeanor will show that he is personable and happy, but underneath, he is in no way superior. He thinks with his quick wit on point, making him universally likable.

As a murderer, he is a very choosy person. His normal qualifications for a victim are as follows. First off, he will try and find someone intelligent, as they’re harder to get in the right place to get away with it. Next, he will usually favor women over men, as he can satisfy his lust on top of his wrath. After that, he considers physical attractiveness, as a good looking victim will normally make others regret their loss more. And lastly, he considers physical strength, because a fight with a victim that matches his power is more satisfying.

Appearance (Hylian): He’s a very handsome youth. A person that didn’t know better would call him a pretty boy. In fact, a simple change of clothing, and one might mistake him for a woman. His body is quite well made, with outstanding muscle tone and perfect physique. However, his muscles, despite their tone, are not very large. He wears common ronin clothing. His shirt is all light gray with blue trim on each edge. His pants are the same way. Around his waist, a blue sash holds his sword and a little jar of sand. On his feet, he wears wooden sandals and white socks. His creamy, light brown hair comes down in two bangs to frame his face, with the rest tied back in a tail.

Appearance (Demon): He’s a very handsome youth. His red eyes and black skin make him look dangerous without taking away beauty. In fact, a simple change of clothing, and one might mistake him for a female. His body is quite well made, with outstanding muscle tone and perfect physique. However, his muscles, despite their tone, are not very large. He wears common ronin clothing. His shirt is all black with red trim on each edge. His pants are the same way. Around his waist, he wears a red sash with a little jar of sand tied to it. On his feet he wears wooden sandals and grey socks. His shiny, silver hair comes down in two bangs to frame his face, with the rest tied back in a tail.

History: Long before the Sorceress of Shadows and the General of Darkness, there were three others that carried the flames of Sorrow, Despair, and Destruction. Their names were Zaigou, Zaiaku, and Fuzen. They spread their flames over the land and brought what they represented to the people. But as the people were about to be totally consumed, a great hero came and struck down the demons that reigned over them. The flames were blown into the wind, to be forgotten until the time they would rise again. The sisters Zaigou and Zaiaku, representing Sorrow and Despair respectively, were killed first. They were given the chance to be resurrected however, and both of them, deeply regretting what they had done, chose to be simple citizens. They lived happily in mortality till the day they died again. Fuzen, on the other hand, put up a much greater fight. Although in the end, he failed anyway. When he was given the chance to be resurrected, he chose to be born into greatness. To be stronger, better, and more vile than in his previous life. The higher powers would not have this. They cast his spirit into the womb of a poor Hylian woman. He was born a mix of the two breeds, Demon and Hylian. From his clawing at her insides, his mother died giving birth to him, and he murdered his father as soon as he was able to support himself. His twenty five years amongst the mortal have changed him, but he is still a monster. As a god of destruction, he had killed leagues of men and enjoyed it. Now, he savors his kills, each one being special to him. He’s continued to kill until now, where we look in on him.

Completed Battles: The Fate of a Murderer, Bejeweled: Ijinken and the Wielders of the Sword,

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Name: Ijinken of the Desert/Ijin Claws of Fuzen

Age: Immortal

Race: Tsurugikami (Sword God of Desert Warfare)/God Katars (Modified Deity)

Sex: None

Hair: None

Eyes: None

Weight: 5 lbs./6 lbs. (Each)

Height: 3 ft./2 ft. (Each)

Weapon: Sands and souls

Armor: Sheath

Theme Song: Sandopolis

Strengths: Being made by a powerful Kami, there is hardly anything on the mortal plain that can break Ijinken. As a god of desert warfare, it’s a brilliant tactician that can state any plan it comes up with in an easy to understand way. In a desert or on a beach, Ijinken becomes a near unstoppable weapon. Over time, it can even break down stone into a sand. As a result of the psychic power it uses to communicate with, it can shield its wielder from mental attack. On its own, Ijinken is capable of astonishing feats.

Weakness: Because of a little quirk in its personality, it’s forbid itself from acting without a wielder, making it go inactive without someone holding onto it. As a god of desert warfare, it will not always come up with a winning strategy in other settings. In the rain, Ijinken loses all of its sand manipulating power. Though Ijinken itself can never run out of power, for anything but sand manipulation, it drains energy from its wielder.

Skills/Magic: Though Ijinken is extremely powerful, it limits its strength so that only a few abilities of limited power are available to the wielder.

Desolation: Allows its wielder to manipulate sand. This can come in the form of anything from a simple flow of sand, to hardening it into sandstone. Additionally, small control over wind is available, making sand clouds possible.

Desolation Shield: Without the wielder’s consent, Ijinken will make sand block a hit. Though nearly impenetrable, the sand can get in the way of its wielder’s attacks. Can be broken through with enough speed or strength.

Desolation Armor: Using sand, its wielder will create an armored, full-color shell around themselves. Though not as strong as the Desolation Shield, it HAS to be touched in order to damage the user.

The End: Using an extreme version of blessing warrior spirits, its wielder can turn a spirit into a ghost monster slave. The type of monster varies. It will always have a hole through where its heart should be, and its translucent head will house the missing organ.

The World: Using a stronger version of blessing warrior spirits, its wielder can excite spiritual power in anyone they choose. A visual effect of the excitement is a variably colored aura.

Soul Freezing Gale: Using its limited power over the wind, it allows its wielder to lower the temperature of the air until it hits thirty-two degrees Fahrenheit.

Body Ruining Heat: Using its limited power over the wind, it allows its wielder to raise the temperature of the air until it hits 110 degrees Fahrenheit.

Seer: In the same fashion that it communicates with its wielder, it allows them to project thoughts, and in a limited capacity, visions, to whomever they wish. Additionally, Seer can be used to pinpoint a particular person.

Appearance: Ijinken is simply this: Magnificent. The blade is curved perfectly, and narrow to just the right degree to maximize balance. When unsheathed, it always has the faint glow of moonlight shining from it. The hilt has a total of 30 gems imbedded in it; 15 on each of the wider sides. The shark skin around the hilt has been dyed orange, for the desert. The gold end on the pommel is marked with the Kanji for heaven. The hand guard is solid gold, and marked with the name of Hachiman on each of the longer faces. The sheath has a total of 110 gems imbedded in it; 37 on each of the wider sides, and 18 on the narrower ones. The sheath is made of wood that has been dyed orange, and lacquered with an orange lacquer. The metal at the top is gold, and marked four times with the Kanji for heaven. Of the total 140 gems adorning the blade, no two are the same.

Personality: Emotionless, concise, objective. Essentially, it thinks like a sword would think. Its speech is limited to three things: answers, explanations, and defiance. Answers will come in the shortest form possible, meaning no and yes are used the most. Explanation length will vary depending on the situation. Defiance is a rarely used three speech set. They are used when it is first grasped, first tried to be gotten rid of, and when it is taken. Any time it speaks, it speaks very formally, as in, it doesn’t use contractions.

Biography: In a far off land, there is a Kami known as Hachiman, the god of war. In that land, he is the divine protector of its people. Often, he would help the people of that land, almost especially outside of wartimes. The fisherman would pray to him for fish, and the farmers would pray to him for crops, and he would deliver them. He was a god that received much love from the people who prayed to him, even though he was in charge of such a grim job. This love was born from the sense of peace he spread over the land. Though he was the god of war, he protected the land, making sure war was something that would rarely occur.

Of course, no group of people is perfectly peaceful. When war did erupt, he made certain the right side came out victorious. But when any soldier prayed to him, he gave them his protection, if supplies were to run low, he would deliver more, and if a battle would end in a massacre, he made sure as many survived as he could. As a god of war, he performed his job beautifully. Sometimes, he would even go as far as to give certain clans his specific attention. These clans, as well as any others who felt him give them his blessing, made shrines where they could worship him. His popularity was second only to Inari, the god of rice.

But sometimes, he did not know how to give a blessing that would help the one who asked for it. In the desert, he would sometimes grant food, and they would die of thirst. In the forest, he would sometimes grant light, and they would die under the burning trees. He became very sad whenever bad things happened because people asked for his help. Even after great periods of trial and error, he was not able to perfect the art of blessing. And so, wars grew continuously more violent as he lost his self esteem. It took a long while for him to come up with a solution to the problem he faced.

Before he became too ashamed of himself, he was struck with a moment of brilliance. He would use his power to create many lesser Kami, who could specialize in certain fields of combat. And so were born the Tsurugikami, sword gods he could consult in different situations. Whenever the time called for it, he would wield one of the blades, and know just what to bestow upon those who needed it. Each was used in a different field of battle. They were the swords of the fields, the forests, the mountains, the seas, the skies, the towns, the deserts, the underground, the wastes, and the holy lands. With them, wars ended quickly, and without ending many lives.

As it turned out, Hachiman’s idea was half baked. As objects, they looked at things from an absolutely objective point of view, and from the view of a weapon no less. They did not look at situations from a right or wrong perspective, but from an economic one. The result was that many lives were lost, and stocks of resources were left greatly unused. Once, not but one man was left standing on a battle field as a result of the advice of a sword. This angered him. Out of spite, and out of concern for others, he gave the swords demon names, showing all that they could not be trusted.

In the end, that is how Ijinken came to be. Its motivations now, are only know to it.

Completed Battles: Bejeweled: Ijinken and the Wielders of the Sword,

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