Character List

Name Jaden
Age 13
Race Human/Demon (like Inuyasha)
Gender Male
Hair Silver-Blonde
Eyes Black
Weight 120
Height 5' 4"
Weapons Two guilded swords across back and a contractable sword spear (A staff with a foot long sword blade on top and a a protruding metal tip on bottom that can contact untill the whole thing is about as small as a lightsaber handle that can hook onto belt) and a satchel of crystals
Magic Has crystals that can give his blades diffrent powers
armor Tunic with a silver belt
personality Humble and quiet but VERY hostile when mad
Apearance Thin but strong wiry arms. Average height witha green/blue tunic a satchel of crystals on one side a dragon head spear on the other and two sords slung in un X across his back
Bio He lived with his parents until the age of five. It was a tradition in their family to live on their own at a young age. It promoted fighting skills awarness and basically every aspect of a fighters life. He still lives alone in a large forest in a treehouse. He has fought many a fights and is NOT a pushover

Name: Lava

Age: 13

Race: Human (kinda)

Sex: Male

Hair: Blonde (long thick strands)

Eyes: blue

Weight: 6.5 stone

Height: 145cm

Attacks: Flame wave - A strong tidal wave of fire
Cure - Fully heals all wounds
Fire tornado - A powerful cyclon of fire

Armor: Steel top

Personality: Lava is a very determined person and thinks tactically during battle. He's also very focused during fights and has a positive attitude.

Apperance: He wears a shiny steal top on top of a normal black long-sleeve t-shirt. He also wears regular black trousers and grey trainers (I won't bother describing boxers, socks etc). Lastly, he has long, thick strands of blonde hair and blue eyes.

Bio: Lava was born inside a volcano 13 years ago. His mother and father were killed in an eruption, but he, mysteriously, managed to survive. It's beleived that some powers were transferred to Lava during this eruption, and he has learned to use them well.

For his whole life, Lava has lived on a small island, which is a volcano, all by himself. The volcano became extinct when it killed Lava's mother and father, which was during it's last ever eruption. He rarely sees any other humans, unless they're passing in ships. He also trains hard every day, incase trouble comes along, as he has adapted well to his habitat.

If you come across Lava in an active volcano, you aren't very likely to stand a chance. Unlike every other human, he is very thick skinned, and can stand temperatures of up to 100 'C. Most other living creatures could last about 1 minute max in volcano's. If you battle Lava on ice, or in the sea, then you have pretty much won it without even doing anything. He can't stand the cold, and so never leaves his island volcano.


A picture of Lava training

Here’s a new character.

Name: Diana

Age: 17

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Height: 5’3”

Weight: 135 1bs.

Hair color: Silver-gray

Eye color: Crystal blue

Bio: Diana was raised in a small village, which was a miniscule part of the kingdom of Taenia. Taenia was a kingdom of the Ancient World and was ruled by a wise and just queen; the ruler of Taenia was and always had been female. The dream of Diana, and all the other girls of her village, was to one day become Queen of Taenia and wear the Crown of Stars.

When Diana reached the age of ten, she was considered old enough by the people of her village to go outside and into the Forest of Mysst where she could train on her own with any weapons she desired. Eagerly, Diana chose to take up the spear and the bow and ventured forth into the forest.

After a few weeks of self-training, Diana became very proficient in combat. At dusk, she would always return home to her village to eat and sleep, and then, the very next morning, she would awaken in the predawn darkness and return to the forest to train. One fateful day, however, Diana returned to find her entire village burned to the ground and everyone dead. Sobbing half from rage and half from sorrow, she fled into the forest.

It was on this flight through the forest that Diana made her first encounter with the wolves. These noble creatures of the forest welcomed her warmly into their pack and raised her as a wolf. She still retained Human speech and appearance, but her movements and attitudes became more like a wolf’s. Her reflexes became astounding, and she also learned quite a bit of elemental magic, especially of the Earth variety.

The wolves were not her only teachers. Diana learned from every creature in the forest she could, from songbirds to Unicorns to Dragons. Not only did she develop her magical repertoire, but she also learned a few summons and transformations. All the while, she continued to grow in skill with the bow and spear.

Weapons: Diana has now abandoned her need for physical weapons. She can form any weapon she needs from Fire, Water, Wind, or Earth energy. Of course, she can just simply use raw, unshaped elements to attack her opponents as well, but, besides that, there are several specific attack/defense/heal spells that Diana has at her disposal as well as a few summons and transformations. As of right now, Diana can perform the wolf transformation and the Unicorn transformation. She is currently attempting to master the Dragon transformation, but it’ll take a few battles until she has the strength to do this. (Her spells right now are relatively weak in power, but she’ll grow and develop the more I use her. I was thinking of listing all of Diana’s spells and summons and describing them in detail, but I figured it would make this WAY too long. Plus, you probably wouldn’t like reading a book on my character, Kishin…^_^*). Diana’s medium height and wolf-like reflexes enable her to nimbly dodge most of an opponent’s attacks. However, she is not very strong physically and usually likes to avoid hand-to-hand combat if at all possible.

Armor: None

Personality: Being raised by a pack of wolves, Diana knows the importance of teamwork. She is always willing to help and work with others if their intentions are benevolent. However, she sometimes prefers to work alone as well. She is mild-tempered, modest, and generally friendly toward most everyone she meets. While in combat, she usually doesn’t talk much and avoids taunting her opponents.

Appearance: Diana is most often seen dressed in close-fitting but not tight pants, a close-fitting but not tight shirt, and no shoes; she wears the colors of the forest and the earth. Her shoulder blade-length, silver-gray hair is never tied back with anything and often does whatever it wants to. She has sharp but pretty features and smooth, tanned skin. A wolf companion is sometimes seen accompanying her on her travels.

Character rank
Character: Diana*
Player: LadyElvenarcher
Overall: III
Strength: II
Speed: III
Magic: III
Skill: IV

Character rank
Character: Diana in wolf form*
Player: LadyElvenarcher
Overall: IV
Strength: III
Speed: IV
Magic: IV (can only use Earth and Wind magic)
Skill: IV

Character rank
Character: Diana in Unicorn form*
Player: LadyElvenarcher
Overall: IV
Strength: III
Speed: IV
Magic: V (can only use Wind and Water magic)
Skill: IV

*Ranks will change as Diana grows in strength, and summons and other transformation ranks will be forthcoming as Diana acquires them and/or uses them in battle.

Name: Morning Mist Over the Mountains (Or Misty for short)

Age: 17 years

Gender: Female

Race: Arin

Eyes: Aquamarine

Hair color: Light Blue

Height: 170 cm

Weight: 40 kg

Clothing: A dark blue tunic with silver stripes on the arms. Brown pants. Brown boots decorated with small, silver wings.

Armor: None, it would weigh her down while flying

Weapons: Bow and arrows. She also carries a staff decorated with holy symbols of her race. She can channel magic through it.

Personality: Misty is very random. Her temper can change from one second to the other. She is very cautious around people she doesn’t know, but once she trusts you, you have a friend for life. Do something she don’t like though and she can turn her back on you.

Appearance: http://www.angelfire.com/ne2/nenue/m...oness_copy.jpg(thank you, Nenny, for the picture )Misty have light blue, shoulder-length hair, she prefers to wear it hanging loose because she loves the feeling it gives her when she flies. Her aquamarine eyes are slightly tilted. On her back is a pair of large, feathery, blue-shimmering wings. The wings measure two meters between the tips when fully spread.

Bio: Misty grew up in the city of Dalninil, the capital city of the Arin Kingdom, Faern.
The whole kingdom is situated high in the mountains and inhabited by Arins only. At the kingdom’s boarders lies the only cities where other races are welcome. Dalninil is right in the middle of the kingdom and therefore no outlanders are ever seen there. It’s few that even knows it exists outside the Arin race.

Misty was the daughter to two of the city’s most respected members, and as such, she had to learn how to practice magic. Misty quickly grew fond of using water magic, but she also mastered the ability to control the weather, something that was essential for the sky-living Arins. At her 14th birthday, Misty was handpicked by the King to perform the Sky Dream, a ritual that was said to bring peace to the kingdom.

The night was clear, no clouds appeared on the sky and the stars shone brighter than ever.

All Arins from Dalninil were gathered on the city square, there were even those that had traveled from other cities in the kingdom. Misty looked up on the star filled sky, took a deep breath and took of from the ground.
Closing her eyes, she began chanting the sacred words of her ancestors.
The air around her grew colder, the gods were present.

Misty opened her eyes and wielded the staff she had been given for this single purpose.
The tip of the staff glowed bright blue with the power of the whole Arin race united.
A single beam shot up in the sky, lighting all those underneath it. It disappeared into the stars.
Everyone turned to leave, as they thought the ritual was over. But suddenly the beam returned, it shot down in the staff Misty was still holding.
The power of the gods surged through Misty’s defenseless body and she was thrown towards the earth.

Her brother reacted quickly and managed to catch her. When they landed on the ground the sky went dark, no stars could be seen. A loud, female voice boomed over the terrified Arins. It declared that the girl was too weak, it was an insult to the gods that their chosen people had picked such a weakling for this sacred ritual.
As a punishment the gods now demanded that the girl would be put in exile for five years. When she after that time returned, she would perform the Sky Dream once again. If she failed again, she would be destroyed, and her whole family with her.

Misty’s family had no choice but to let her go. The King let her keep the staff she had been given, she would need to train in using it. After a tearful goodbye, the young Arin took to the skies. Her first stop was in one of the Arin cities at the kingdom’s boarders. There she met outlanders for the first time in her life.
The gods, however, were not satisfied as long as she stayed within the kingdom.
Misty had to leave everything from her old life behind her.
Up to this date, Misty is still traveling the world, searching for challenges to make her stronger.


Ranks
Character: Morning Mist Over The Mountains
Player: Lioness
Overall: III
Strength: II
Speed: IV
Magic: IV
Skill: III

My Character
Name:Tatsim
Age:about 200 years
Race:fairy/human
Sex:Male
Hair: Dark red
Eyes: Dark red
Weight:200 lb.
Height:6 feet tall

Weapon:Fairy Katana,Long bow and arrows,
Armor:None

Personality:He doesn't talk much.He is full of hatred and vengeance,but won't attack anyone that doesn't want to attack him.
A man who travels alone and works alone,probably becuase if he gets too attached and emotional to someone,their lives will be at risk.
Appearance:My Avatar (ill keep it like that).He is a tall and muscular fellow,wearing traditional fairy clothes( goku like clothes,with some gauntlets).He has dark red hair and eyes.



Bio:Tatsim is what's left of the fairy race.Like most fairies, he has the power to inhabit or "Posses" the body of a human. He grew up in the forest of the fairies, until he became the age of 17 (170 in fairy years) when at the time, War raged across the land. A few weeks after the end of the War, a large group of bandits entered the forest and for their "entertainment",they attacked the Fairies, in only 2 min they terminated most of the peaceful race due to the fact that there wasn't many of them. It just so happened that Tatsim and his Father were at the other end of the forest,hunting,at the time, and didn't know what had happened to their friends. When they returned and had found out what had happened, all they could think about was revenge.
Tatsim's Father was a skilled fighter and had already taught Tatsim enough to become an expert swordsman. The two of them tracked down the large pair of bandits and attacked them. Armed with the powerful fairy katana (a one of a kind sword with the capacity to slice through solid steel)Tatsim's Father attacked the bandits head on, while Tatsim gave him covering fire. His father died instantly when he tried to attack the bandit leader.Tatsim rushed up to help his Father, but the bandit leader got away before Tatsim had the chance to see what his Father's murderer had looked like, he recalled seeing a long scar on the right cheek of the leader, but that was the only clue he had. He eventually left the forest taking his Father's weapon with him, and became an assasin,and he was very good at it.

Name:Rachet and clank
Age:Unown
Race:Unown
Sex:Male
Hair: Blonde
Eyes:blue
Weaponsomb glove pyrotracter blaster glove of doom suck cannon dorne device decoy glove taunter devastater visi bomb glove tela claw and chickin ray but can only use 3 per battle
Pesernaloty: always goes with his first decition he never backs down from a fight does what he wants first but all toghter a soft heart.
Appearence blue pants long ears varity of helmets and a kind of belt round his chest
Bio:One day wen working on his ship rachet looked up to see a ship crashing to find out it was a robot called clank. he says he must find captin quark so they set out to find only to find out he was working for drek the person who shot clank down and is destroying planets.If I carried on I'd be here all night

Games master you have to make up your own im afriad!


My new one.

Orakum

Age. 19
hair Colour : Ash Blonde
Height: 6"2
Bio: In the heats of the olden world. Orakum cam from Therath an important and powerful Kingdom. His parents left him to die in the wilderness. Their names were Kija and Loara. Orakum has a double bladed sword and bows and arrows.
Armour: Horn Tail Dragon Skin

Moves : The Demons Face: The Arrow will pierce the opponent and bubble and burn the blood. Then freeze them.
KIAK: A Move of sequences. No opponent can stop this move : Main hit area. Torso.

Magic: Fire: A simple Fire
Ice: Ice
Water: Floods the area
Lightning:
Demons Saritk: An inferno mixed with lightning a deadly move to a water based opponent!

Thats it

But he was approved though,perhaps in some cases you don't have to make up your own character.........

here's my char. hope you like it (at least enough to chalenge him)

Name: Kai (last name = unknown)
Age: appears between 16 and 20 but no-one knows for sure
Race: Vampiric Night Elf (but without the purple skin)
Sex: Male
Hair: Black spikey hair, with red stuff in it
Eyes: Red
Wieght: ehhm approximatly 70 kilograms (dont know in punds)
Hieght: 7'00"

Weapon: a few short daggers, a long broadsword, and a powerful bow
Armor: nothing more than a long leather jacket and leather stuff, (metal makes to much noise)


Personality: in a few words, cold, strong, not a social person, a loner, but fierce in battles

Apperance: A tall man (boy whatever) with black hair, a very pale skin and red stuff in his hair, flaming red eyes and long ears (there are a lot of rings in his ears) he has 2 very sharp teeth in his mouth (many believe he his a vampire) he wears a red long leather coat, with black leather gauntlets, and a black underthingy under his coat, he carry's a very big broadsword around and a big bloodred bow and a quiver with top quality arrows, he has a belt with a lot of daggers (mostly used for stealth mission) he wears a pair of black baggy pants, and black boots, (in those boots are 2 daggers hidden away)


Bio: Kai grew up in the land of Teldrassil, but unlike most Night Elfs, Kai didnt grew up in the main city of Darnassus, no, Kai grew up all alone in the dens forests of Teldrassil, at a very young age he learned that its safer to act at night because most of the monster sleep at nigh. Because he spent most of his life at night he got a bit of pale, and since he has 2 razor sharp teeth (he was born with them) everyone he encounters believes he is a vampire. Because Kai was young when he encountered this problem for the first time, he grew up believing he WAS a vampire, so he began drinking blood of slayed beasts, making him a semi-vampire.
He mastered the arts of martial arts and lurking in the shadows waiting for its pray, but in great combats he relies on his best and only friend. his Broad Sword (Shadowflare).
He only comes to Darnassus when he needs supply's that he cant get in the wilds, like new daggers or proffesional clothing (ya cant expect him to wander around in leafs and mud)
since he is a night elf he was born immortal but since the fall of the World Tree, all night elfs were turned mortal, but something strange happened to Kai, during the transition he was made mortal but he didnt aged further, he looks like a young man in the age between 16 and 20 but he is far older than that, none know his true age....

Name: Suntao (Soon - Tow) Kygenu (Ki-geh-new)
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Race: Kolom (Race of human shape-shifters)
Hair: Deep Red spiked up hair with a streak of black on the left side
Eyes: Emerald Green
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 155 lb.
Skin Color: Somewhat Dark

Weapon(s):
- Jutondo, A large blade handed down from generations that can summon various elements surrounding it. Though massive in size, once mastered, this blades weight means nothing to its wielder. Drains energy little by little.
- Five knives carefully hidden on his body

Abilities: Morphing his body into any form he desires. This young man is incredibly fast, but where he excels in speed, he lacks in defense.

Armor/Clothing/Accessories:
- The Cloak of the Kolom
(Black and Red cloak seemed to wield an incredible power still unknown)
- White pants
- Red belt hanging loosely at waist
- Kolom boots
(weighted black boots that have the symbol of the race etched everywhere)
- Light Black and Red Armored Plate covering 3/4 of chest
(Kolom symbol graces the middle of plate)
- Kokijin Armlets on left and right
(activate when wielder's energy is fading. Only activate twice in one battle)
- Umbolo's Necklace
(necklace given to Suntao by his older sister. Said to have a great mystery behind it. If that mystery was found, it was told the necklace would divide, and form into the Jutondo, making it the ultimate sword.)

Personality: Suntao is a very kindhearted young man, even toward his enemies in the beginning. You could also say free-spirited. But when its time to engage, there is a whole other side to him.

Battle Style: He seems to always like to make the first move. His speed baffles many enemies, as well as his morphing skills. At most times he is very calm in battle, and every once in awhile jokes around with his enemies. Other times, he is enraged, and a great force to reckon with. He uses his knives and morphing abilities more often than the Jutondo, but the only reason for that is he likes to keep the battles running long, so he saves his best for last.

Bio: Brought up in the land of Syile, Suntao lived a very peaceful life with his Mother (Kityla), Father (Saijko), and two older sisters (Mina and Telaena). Things seemed like they couldn't get any better...but unfortunately, became worse.

His father was sent off to help their allies off in Hiykado to ward off an army that was said to hold a mysterious strength. Months went by, and it came to pass that all those that went of to help were slain in battle. Devastated by this, his mother soon became ill...and shortly after died. His sisters didn't take either well, and neither did he, but he kept all of his feelings bottled inside of him. He wanted to get revenge for what this unknown army had done to his father, and for what that had done to his mother. He wanted to become the one to protect the land...but all he had was the ability of the Kolom, to morph.

When he turned 12, he was brought to King Oldom to be sited as a man. It was a great honor for all young ones at that age, for they had the choice of practically anything they desired (Some things went beyond their limits.) and this was Suntao's moment. When asked what he wanted, he pointed over to his father's old sword sitting above the king's thrown, the Jutondo...but he did not get what he asked for.

The king looked at Suntao and smiled. He ordered Fuhjin, the great swordsman known throughout the land, and even lands stretching far and wide as well. The king told Suntao if he trained with Fuhjin for 4 years and came back greatly improved in his fighting skills, he would consider handing over the sword. He also stated it was a wish of Suntao's father if he was no longer with the living.

Suntao had no other choice. If he wanted his father's incredible sword, he would have to take upon this quest. And after packing up a few things, and saying good-bye to his sisters, he set off with Fuhjin to Auton Waterfalls on the South edge of Syile.

Each year was worse than the next. Doing pointless tasks, In his opinion, and when it came to actual sword fighting he was forced to use a rusted katana for his first two years while Fuhjin used an amazing lightning blade, called Guntanoga. Every time he fought, the odds were against him. But soon he strategized ways to get around the fact that he had the short end of the stick, and was able to get the best of Fuhjin several times fold. His last two years he still performed meaningless tasks, but they became more grueling and elaborate than ever before. As for his sword fighting, his strength was put to the test as he was forced to wield a blade that weighed threes times as much as himself.

As much as he struggle through the last years with that heavy sword, one the final days of his training he was finally able to wield it greatly. Even so he could swing it over his head with ease. After seeing the vast improvement Suntao had made, Fuhjin thought it was time to return to the king.

When they both returned returned to the kingdom of Silye, Suntao's first thing to do was to see his sisters. But when he got home, the only one there was Mina. She was so overjoyed to see him come back that she was overflowing with tears. Mina ran over and hugged him for the longest time, until she finally got the will to tell him what happen to Telaena. When she left up north to leave a message to their uncle, Junto, the same fierce army that slain their father ravaged the northern town, and killed...everyone. It was heard after that that the army left to a distant land to look for more powerful challengers.

Suntao couldn't believe it...they were all gone, and he had no way to bring them back. Full of rage, Suntao stormed out of the house and started toward the outskirts of the kingdom, when he was stopped by Fuhjin.
"What do you think you'll accomplish by just storming out on your own, with nothing to protect you."
"I don't care! You know what they did to my family! And now...Mina's all I've got left...I have to get rid of them once and for all!"
"Think it over...you need to calm yourself first. Go see the king and get what you desired as a young one. Then return here to see me."
Fuhjin was right. He wanted to get revenge...but he needed something to protect him. He then turned out and went to the king once again.

The king was quite pleased to see Suntao, who had now grown into a fine young man. Suntao explained to the king about his troubles and what he wanted to do. The king sympathized, and told Suntao he believed that it was time. He ordered four of his strongest guards over to his side and told them to remove the sword from above his thrown. Them, and even Suntao, were baffled at why he needed all of them to retrieve the sword, but they abided by his word. That is when they truly came to find the weight of the sword. Even the four of them could barely lift its weight. But as strange as that may be, as they gave it to Suntao, he himself could hold it on his own, but only for so long until he had to stab it into the ground.

He stood there huffing and puffing. The Jutondo was a great blade, but its weight was something to challenge. As he looked up, he noticed the king coming towards him, holding some armor, and several forms of clothing.
"Suntao, take these garbs of the Kolom. They may not seem like much, but it will protect you somewhat in battle."
Suntao looked at the what was placed into his hands. The armor, the boots, all of it looked incredible. Suntao graciously thanked the king and was then taken off to change into his new robes.

Moments later Suntao return to the main hall, now dressed up in the Kolom garb. The king smiled and said, "You have some business to take care of. Good luck Suntao. May the spirits of our land keep you company on your journey."
"Thank you sire."
As he fastened Jutondo's sheath around his chest, he pulled the sword from the floor and, with a little struggle, placed it behind him inside of the sheath.

He felt a great calmness come over him as he walked out of the palace. But then he realized something...what about Mina. Before he confronted Fuhjin, he went to see her. As he went through the door, he noticed she got up, but stopped once she noticed his clothing.
"You're...you're leaving..."
"Mmhmm..."
"But why Suntao. You are still young...and, your all I have left."
"Mina...I must find those who killed father and Telaena. I've kept my emotions bottled up inside of me for so long. And I think if I don't go...I'll regret it."
Mina looked at him for a few moments, then moved over to a chest sitting in a dusted corner. Suntao moved in closer, and as noticed her getting up and turning around he noticed she was holding five knives. She went up to her brother and his them his decisive places on his garbs so the couldn't be seen by the naked eye...only he would know where each was.

Then he noticed something else she had...a necklace. A small chained necklace holding three entwined silver and sapphire dragons. As he looked at it, she put it around his neck and spoke.
"This is Umbolo's Necklace. A necklace that was found by father many many years ago. He told me to give it to you when you turned 18, but I don't think you'll return by then."
He went to speak, but she cut him off and spoke again.
"It was said to have a great mystery behind it. If that mystery was found, it was told the necklace would divide, and form into the Jutondo, making it the ultimate sword."
Suntao looked at Mina, and then the necklace, now around his neck. He wondered about the mystery shrouding the necklace...perhaps that would be another journey...

As he said good bye to his sister, he finally confronted Fuhjin.
"Ahh...I see you've changed greatly since I last saw you."
"What are you saying Fuh--"
"Don't you mind that. I will not stop you anymore from pursuing them. But I must tell you something. Mastering that sword there is going to be one of your first challenges before encountering your foe."
Suntao nodded, and Fuhjin spoke once more as he placed his hand on the young man's shoulder.
"Good luck, Suntao."
"Thank you for everything...Fuhjin."
And with that, Suntao started to the North...and started his journey.

Two years had passed since he left Siyle, and Suntao still could find no trace of this army that that killed his father and sister. He had found himself traveling a great distance, but found no clue as to their whereabouts. After two years of wandering and fighting through countless battles just to pass places, he had finally been able to wield the Jutondo with ease. He was very grateful in a way he had not come across his enemy earlier on in his journey when he could barely lift the sword just on his back!

Then, one day, he finally found some information on the army's location...and he wasn't far off. When he had caught up to them, he had come to find there wasn't much left of them, but they still seemed to be terrorizing local villagers nonetheless. As he came upon them, they tried to ambush him, but as hard as they try, they couldn't catch him. Each time they went for an ambush, he'd take out one of them, until the only one left was the leader. Suntao glared at the man and pulled out the Jutondo.
"You...you will pay for what al your men have done in the past. Including the death of my father and sister."
The man laughed at Suntao and glared right back.
"What can a kid like you do to someone like me, whose ravished countless lands?"
That was the last thing that man said...

As Suntao stood over the man's dead body, he felt a vibration on his chest. As he looked down, he noticed the necklace glowing furiously, and suddenly a voice came from nowhere.
"Wielder of Umbolo's Necklace, listen well. If you can find the mysteries behind this necklace, a great reward will come upon you."
"Well, that's great and all, but I don't even know where to start looking..."
"Head to the East. You will find more answers there."
"I see..."
After he finished, the necklace started to fade, and stopped vibrating. He thought it was strange he was taking advice from an unknown voice, but...with his main objective accomplished, he started on his quest for the mysteries behind the necklace...

Name: Orakum
Age: 19
Sex: male
Race: Elf
Height: 6"2
Weight: 9 Stone
Eyes: Crystal
Hair: Ash Blonde

Weapon: Double edged sword, Arrows, A powerful Threathian Sword, encahnted by Warriors in Therath, The Arrows can be used to make icce, fire, lightning, and grass moves.
Armor: Dragon Skin
Strengths: Archering, Fighting
Weakness: Black Magicicans
Magic:Magic: Fire: A simple Fire
Ice: Ice
Water: Floods the area
Lightning:
Demons Saritk: An inferno mixed with lightning a deadly move to a water based opponent!
Moves : The Demons Face: The Arrow will pierce the opponent and bubble and burn the blood. Then freeze them.
KIAK: A Move of sequences. : Main hit area. Torso.

Apperance: A young lad, blonde hair, crystal eyes, quite tall, broad shoulders
Pesonality: A Gemini, Fiesty, not very joking, and sometimes very nasty.


History/bio: Bio: In Therath the most noble kingdom in the planet, there was one young princes destined for the throne. He was denied that chance. He was next after his parents died. He was kidnapped and his parents were murdered in cold blood. He was left in a ditch on the rival country Doucmet. He grew up with no identity until some one called out orakum. It was his name and his nick name. He was now looking for revenge upon his past.

"Any of you seen Youa" Said Orakum
"hes taking the boats off in a minute for the world, it is stupid, i doubt you want to go" said Trak
"Im going" He said slowly
He raced down Dagally Path and soon on the boat leaving he jumped and hung off the side of the boat. He was going out to the world. For revenge

Name: Jason
Age:8
Height:4'5"
Weight:92lbs
Hair:brown
Sex:male
Eyes:blue
Race:mage

Weapon:cane (average cane)
Abilities: fire( projectile flame from hand)
ice ( icicle from sky)
lightning ( one bolt of lightning)
Armor: brown tunic with ragged cape
Strengths: magic
Weaknesses: physical damage

Apperance: A young looking boy with pretty old clothes. Looks as if he hasn't been treated well for years. He looks very sad as if on the break to crying.
Personality: Good hearted. can get scared easily.

Bio: Jason born in a village full of mages. Since it is oviously not normal to have powers, they needed to be sucluded from society. One day a wondering man who hadn't been feed in days found the town. He was welcome with open arms, but when the man found out about the villages secret he took all the supplies he could and set of for the mans home town.

Four years later, Jason's village was attacked by an army. Almost everyone was killed. The army then burned the whole village down and ran back from whince they came. All of his family were totured for their differences, Jason saw as each one would be beheaded. With Jason's village destroyed he went on a journey to find an area to build a new village which would propbaly be miles away. After seeing how the army treated his family and friends he will even fight to get it.

Name: Jacqueline Ballantyne
Age: 21
Race: Human with a Jaffa ancestor
Sex: Female
Hair: Red
Eyes: Green
Weight: 70 kilograms
Height: 170 centimetres

Weapon: Zat'nik'atel or zat: This weapon has been passed down through Jacqueline’s family for generations. It belonged to her paternal ancestor, a Jaffa that remained on earth after the Goa’uld left when the stargate was buried. Its original name
long since forgotten, Jacqueline has decided to call it cobra because of the snake like figure it takes when it is in use.

Goa'uld staff weapon: This also belonged to Jacqueline’s fraternal Jaffa Ancestor. It to has been passed down through generation upon generation of Jacqueline’s Family.
Not knowing its original name either she has called it Dragon Branch.


Armour: Jacqueline wears one piece moulded body armour that protects her upper body. Upon it, just above the left breast, is her family seal. It is the eye of Ra with an x shaped cross over it.

Personality: Easy going, she often just wanders wistfully about the world. However in battle she is as vicious as any battle hardened warrior.
Appearance: Her hair is always tied back in a pony tail. She is fairly slim always wears a pair of Nike sneakers. Legs are always covered by her black cargo pants. Under her body arm she wears a plain black top. Her ears stick out a tiny bit and she has a far few freckles on her nose, which is fairly small.
Bio: When the Goa'uld left this world, they did not take all their Jaffa with them. This is a story of a Jaffa who was devoted to Ra. When Ra this Jaffa was left behind, he felt for shore that his god would retrieve him eventually. However many months passed and the Jaffa began to feel betrayed by his god. It was about this time that he heard that their were sun worshipers on the continent to the north. He left Egypt in search of them. He travelled through the fertile crescent and then the Slavic lands. Eventually he came upon a forest clearing, there were pagans making offerings to their sun god. The Jaffa knew that this was not the god he was searching for. He knew from that moment his god had abandoned him. He took the knife he kept in his boot and cut the symbol of Ra on his fore head. He made a cross in the shape of an x. This became his family’s symbol.

Eventually he fell in love with a woman he meet after crossing to what is know Ireland, via way of what is know Britain. He had given himself the name Ballantyne will he was in ancient Gaul. It served him from his past but also maintained a small link. Using his weapons he became a fair and just King of a small realm by the sea.

His weapons have passed down may generations, from farther to son; some of his descendants have used them for good and some for evil. When Jacqueline’s farther died she received the weapons for she was an only child. She wanted to find out about the weapons and set of using the fortune she had from her father, who had inherited from his father a genius in real estate, she set of around the globe search for clues to the weapons origins. It was the first time she left her home in Sydney Australia

She found it near Cheyenne Mount in America. She was staying in some hotel when she saw the gas station across the road was being robbed. She pulled out her Zat, which she named Cobra, ran out side and shoot the armed man. He feel to the ground with a thud. This was noticed by an employee of the SGC. Later that night when she was coming out of the cinema she was stopped by two men, one named Jack O’Neil and the other known simply as Murray. The knew about her weapons. She told them about how they were passed down through her family. They explained they could tell her about the origin of the weapons if she came with them. After picking up the staff weapon which she only took out of its case occasionally, they then went to the Cheyenne mountain facility.

After doing some medical tests she was taken to the briefing room. There she learnt of the Goa’uld, the jaffa and the Tok’ra. Also she learnt about the SGC and the politics of the galaxy and that Murray’s real name is Teal’c. Dr. Frasier then came back with the test results, it was confirmed that Jacqueline had minute traces of Jaffa DNA.

She asked if there was a way she could help the Jaffa rebellion. Teal’c considered for a while and asked her to fight him with a training staff. They did and she almost won, impressed he sent her to Master Braytac, who was on Alpha site training the newest recruits, (For those of you who are like stargate sg-1 the one from the prison in the episode Orpheus.) She progressed quickly. After she had finished she returned to earth and joined the SGC as a member of the newly formed SG-20, a team designed to provide support to both the Jaffa rebellion and the Tok’ra when SG-1 is unavailable. She regularly goes missing around though when she is not need. Perhaps because she is always on the look out for a new challenge.

Rank
Overall Rank: III
Strength: III
Speed: IV
Magic: 0
Skill: V

I'm posting all my characters together so they'll be easier to find. This is also including the added wind magic capabilities and the increased rank to my first character, Blademaster.

Name: Blademaster
Age: 13
Race: Hylian
Sex: male
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Hieght: 5ft 10in
Wieght: 120 lbs

Weapon: Magic sword
Armor: Magic shield and red mail
Magic: Blademaster can now use wind magic as long as he isn't using his sword. If he's using his sword, he can't use his magic.

Battle Stats
Overall Rank: III
Strength: II
Speed: IV
Magic: II
Skill: IV

Personality: Usually stays calm even under severe pressure
Appearence: a kid about average hieght and long hair
Bio: Lived with his parents in Hyrule Castle Town until some Gerudos killed them and stole all their valuables. Angry and overcome with grief, Blademaster headed to the Gerudo's Fortress to avenge his Parents. On his way to the fortress, Blademaster went into a cave with an old man inside. He gave Blademaster the magic sword and shield and the red mail and told him that he was the direct descendent of the Hero of Time.
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Name: Kanobi
Age: Unknown
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Hair: White
Eyes: Blue
Hieght: 6ft tall
Wieght: 200lbs

Battle Stats
Overall Rank: IV
Strength: I
Speed: V
Magic: X
Skill: IV

Weapon: None, he attacks with powerful magic
Armor: A long white robe

Personality: Unknown
Appearence: A tall old man with long white hair and a white robe
Bio: Not much is known about Kanobi except that he travels around the world, looking for worthy opponents.
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Name: Agent Mike
Age: Unknown
Race: Agent(A program that can take over bodies jacked into the Matrix)
Sex: Male
Hair: Red
Eyes: Hazel
Wieght: 190lbs
Hieght: 6 ft tall

Weapon: Pistol. Also skilled in hand to hand combat.
Abilities: Can dodge gunshots unless snuck up on and shot in the head. Is also incredibly strong.
Armor: Buttoned suit with a tie

Personality: Absolutley fearless and shows no mercy toward opponents
Appearance: A tall well built man with sunglasses and a suit.
Bio: A program in the Matrix that took over a body, he fought a lot of rebels that attempted to free the humans from the Matrix. Though not as strong as Agent Smith, he has killed a lot of rebels and continued to fight them as long as he could remember. One day, someone Jacked Agent Mike out, but he survived. He kept all his skills he had in the Matrix. One day, Agent Mike saw something that looked like a tear in the atmosphere. Being absolutely fearless, Agent Mike realized that it was a rift between worlds. When he got to the other side of the rift, Agent Mike appeared in Hyrule. Agent Mike realized that it was more primitive than the Matrix. Everything was strange to him because he had never even seen a world like that one. Knowing that he could never go back, Agent Mike decided to travel the world. After much travel, Mike learned he had gained the ability to travel between worlds when he went through the rift.

BattleStats
Overall Rank: V
Strength: IV
Speed: V
Magic:
Skill: III

Here's my one and only character...for now.

Name: Soulkami {soul+god(kami)=SoulGod (Soulkami)}
Age: Several decades
Race: Syntheic lifeform that has mysteriously acquired a Cyber Elf soul
Sex: Male
Eyes: Crystal blue
Hair: Black
Hieght: 6 ft (exactly)
Wieght: 170 lbs (also exactly, but only when in physical form)

Weapon: Plasma shot
Armor: none
Magic: his soul
Strengths: none
Weaknesses: none

Battle Stats (for Soulkami):
Strength: 7/10
Speed: 10/10
Magic: ?????
Skill: 10/10
Overall Rank: 9/10 {(7+10+10)/3=9}

Battle Stats (for Soulkami's other self):
Strength: 99/10
Speed: 1/10
Magic: 0/10
Skill: 1/10
Overall Rank: 8/10

Apperance: When he's not in energy form he looks like an older teen. He usually wears a variety of black robes.

Personality: Good hearted to the point of a flaw, he oposes violence and does his best to avoid it. He does however realize that sometimes there is no choice but to fight. Just make sure you don't push him around too much, or you might risk awakening his other self...

Background Info: A wandering being of energy seeking enlightenment and his purpose in life. Not much more is known about this mysterious being except for that he was created long ago for the purpose of world domination. Upon refusing to accomplish the task he was designed to perform, he was tortured by his creator for hours. When all else seemed futile, his creator shut him down. However, upon being deactivated he rose once again, his pleading blue eyes now burning with a bloody red vengeance. The mad scientist that created him for world domination was never heard from again. As for Soulkami, he became a wanderer. Never again did he cause harm to another creature... or did he?

This is my first character ever!!! Yaaay!!!

Name: Tyreslie
Age: 25
Race: Ronzo (a race on FFX)
Sex: Male
Hair: Silver Hair on the top of his head, short blue fur over the rest of his body
Eyes: Blue
Weight: 135 kg (dunno how many pounds that is)
Height: 7'10

Weapons: Yemen Battle Lance (contains holy and dark powers) (the dark powers of the lance causes the victim to temporarily lose his sight), Two Magic Blue Scimitars with a special symbol on the hilts (The symbol looks like red claw marks on a silver shield), his claws and his own natural strength.

Armor: Ronzonian Guardian Breastplate with the same symbol as on the scimitars, and Blue Bracers of Protection

Magic: Elemental magic, Lancet (magic that makes him learn enemies magic)

Bio: 10 years after a party of warriors destroyed the evil presence known as "Sin" in the land of Spira (where FF is based), the leader of the Ronzo race Kimahri (whom was present in the party of warriors) sent his younger brother Tyreslie to protect the land from evil in his name. Sin has become into existence in Spira, as told by the Elders and teachings, because of the abuse of machines and the land 1000 years ago. Many people have defeated Sin, but because of the constant abuse of machines and land he keeps being reborn, bigger and stronger than before. Sin in Kimahri's time was bigger than any city, and was so powerful that it could destroy a whole city in an instant. Not only that, Sin was the thing that destroyed all the big cities in Spira and the cause for the death of millions apon millions of people.

Months after he was assigned to this job, Sin reappeared to terrorize the people of Spira. So full of valor (i think its spelt right ) he approached Sin to take it on. But because he fought alone he was trashed around like a rag doll. Sin then rips open a dimentional potal with his dark powers and flings Tyreslie into the dark unknown. He landed in an unknown land alone. He was very uncomfortable now because he has never seen some of the animals and plants that reside in this land. He swore to himself that day, that he would strive to become stronger so that he can find his way home and defeat Sin once and for all. He now fights to gain strength and skill and will not give up so that he can prove to all to be a true Ronzo warrior when he finds a way home.

Appearance: Alot like his big bro, he carries the characteristics of the Ronzo race, he is very well built. Has the face of the lion, the rest of his body is human like except for the sharp, black claws on his hands and paws. Has silver coloured hair which is in thick dreadlocks. He wears a yellow and green loincloth which ends knee height he also has a blue lion tail. On his forehead is a green and gold spiralled horn which is roughly about 45 cms long.

Personality: Very quiet, rarely ever talks, he is very passive individual but enjoys fighting. Although this is friendly to allies and would protect them with his life. Is ruthless in battle though and never gives up. The thing about Tyreslie is that he is striving to be noticed as a legendary Ronzo that defeated Sin single handedly. He is proud to be a Ronzo and wants to be in the history books one day. Another reason why he is a warrior is because he wants to turn out just like his big brother Kimahri. Like the rest of his kind, he is very protective of his friends. One more thing that comes to mind about this character is that he is very stubborn.

About Ronzo's: In my knowledge, the Ronzo race are a warrior society. They believe in honor and would never run in a battle. They are loyal friends because of their protective nature, in fact some Ronzo's are very overprotective. One thing more about Ronzo's is that you never anger them, when filled with anger they can perform their most deadliest moves, one of these is fire breath.

Name: Sharon “Shazza” Smith
Age: 27
Race: Human
Sex: Female
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Blue
Weight: 80 kilograms
Height: 179 centimetres

Weapon: Her car, a Holden SS Commodore Ute. It is often used to run people down. She can also use it to escape by doing a wicked burnout or imprison people by doing circle work (i.e. donuts) around them. The “it’s not his, its mine sticker” on the windscreen is the icing on the cake. She does not leave the car unless she has to

Armour: None

Personality: The words super b*tch come to mind. But she loves her nanna so its okay. Always angry when injustice is done. Fairly drunk sometimes.

Appearance: She wears the uniform of a true Bogan (also know as Bevans, westies ECT.). Faded blue jeans, a black Holden t-shirt, a flannelette shirt tied around her waist and a pair of Aussie thongs (flip flops) on her feat. She appears rather unkempt at most times.

Bio: Shazza’s story is *Smack* I think I’ll be telling this one this one. (Voice in the distance: she head butted me, she broke my nose) Right I’m Shazza I learnt to fight at the pub I used to follow me dad to. I meet me boyfriend, Bazza, during high school, it was love at the first sight of his old clapped out torana. Once I gave me nanna the finger, she didn’t mind but suggested I use the forks instead as it is the Australian way to say up yours. I only use the forks know because I love me nan.

You may ask me why I fight; well it is because of the police corruption in my suburb of hashfield. No matter what your doing if you look ethnic or like a speeding Bogan they’ll pull you over. It came to ahead when they beat up Bazza when they pulled him over for speeding. He was only doin’ 100 kilometres per hour, (voice of the other person: But Shazza that was in a forty kilometre per hour school zone) Shut up you don’t make me head butt ya again. Anyway I also protect defenceless women when they are set upon by the gangs.

Ya know when I’m coming if you hear AC/DC mixed in with the roar of a V8 engine coming from the distance. Right I’m heading off for a couple laps around town then maybe head out to my other nan’s cattle property to do some circle work.
Suck More Piss
Love Shazza

She head butted me, well that was Shazza writing her own bio. I feel that I must explain that Suck more piss means drink more beer. It was the slogan of the pub rock scene, which AC/DC was a part of, in Australia during the seventies. We were duing anger pub music here long before punk music ever came along.

Rank
Overall Rank: II
Strength: II
Speed: II
Magic: 0
Skill: II
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Name: The horseman and Beersheba a.k.a The horseman of rebirth and his mount.
Age: 23
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Weight: 90 kilograms
Height: 180 centimetres

Weapon: The haunted 303: an old WWI rifle haunted by the souls of those that died in the European campaign of WWI. It became haunted when it was buried with its previous owner at the Australian war graves in Amiens, France. It fires ghost bullets that separate demonic energy from humans and other creatures. It can wound demons.
The Crux blade a.k.a. The Southern cross sword: This blade was once an ordinary bayonet. It belonged to a light horse men who was stationed in Gallipoli. He saw his best friend shoot and even felt sympathy for the Turks that were killed. When he returned to Australia he swore that the blade would never spill a drop of human blood. He etched the southern cross into it and plunged it into the ground on his farm and dedicated it as a memorial to show those that have passed on, the way home. He noticed one night when the angles between the line south, the two pointers and the southern cross were equal that the weapon had changed. It was know a broad sword, in the shape of the southern cross. It appeared to be made out of light of stars. He buried it because he realised that humanity shall use it for evil. But the sword had remained true to his vow; it could only kill demons and rip away malcontent from people’s souls. Never will it spill a drop of human blood.

Armour: None

Personality: The horseman is always very sorrowful because of the state of the word. When fighting demons he becomes righteous.

Appearance: He is handsome yet scared with many cuts on his face from demonic weapons. His clothing it a tattered military uniform. The clothing you will instantly recognise him by is the slouched hat with a plume of a flightless bird stuck in it. The hat always sits down over his right eye.

Bio: July the fourth, 2090. Demons spew forth from Washington D.C. because of the pentagram design of the city. It had all been a big mistake. But nether the less the demons started to wage war on humans. Every human army that came against them feel, start with the might nuclear capabilities of the united states defence force and ending with the army of the red shield who marched with compassion instead. Then many heroes took up legendary swords. But to no avail. Excalibur was the last to shatter upon the hide of the demons leader.

Then people started to forge legendary swords of fiction. But they too broke upon the overlord’s skin. The last of these new weapons was wielded by a boy dressed in green. Amazingly he almost won because his fictional hero had taught him courage. But alas he failed when the demon simply picked him up and broke his neck. His last word were “not enough fairies”

Fifty years passed and the demons enslaved humanity. There was however on untouched land to the south. It was a land called mountains of snow. The horseman had grown up here. Running with the wild horses, the brumbies. He is such a good rider that he could become one with the horse. But one day the demons came and killed every one in the small community of refuges that had taken refuge here. The horseman was spared because he was out ridding Beersheba or ‘Sheba’ for short a mare that bore the ancestry of a war horse that took part in a long forgotten battle. The horseman decided that the demons must be stopped. He left the mountains and ‘Sheba’ followed him. Eventually they came upon an abandoned house in the middle of no where. He found an old military uniform, he liked the hat. He decided that to wage his war against demon he most wear it.

As he stayed the night he felt compelled to go outside. The ground there was glowing with the light of stars. He dug and found the Crux Blade. As he held it in his hand the voices of a thousand falling heroes told him what he must do. Going to the abandoned stables he found a saddle for ‘Sheba’ and modified it so it could take the Crux blade as well. He managed to cross the sea to Asia eventually. Training as he went, he then made his way to France. When he was at the site of graves. The Crux blade resonated and an old rifle came forth from the ground. The spirits within that instructed him to its use. He slung it across his shoulder and made out for a large demon city he had seen in the east. He smote all the demons that dwelled there. The humans he freed called him the horseman of rebirth because of the circle cycle of nature must exist in all things, even Armageddon. The Horseman and ‘Sheba’ now travel the world to bring the reign of demons to an end and rebuild the world.

Sub Bio thing: Name: Beersheba a.k.a. Sheba
Age: 3
Race: Horse
Sex: Female
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown
Weight: 275 kilograms
Height: 15 hands
Bio: Beersheba was actually to become the mount of the last hero, the horseman. It was passed down in the speech of horses. When she was born the realised the importance of her.
Rank: The horseman
Overall Rank: III
Strength: III
Speed: II
Magic: I
Skill: V

Rank: Beersheba
Overall Rank: III
Strength: IV
Speed: IV
Magic: I
Skill: I

Rank: Combined
Overall Rank: IV
Strength: IV
Speed: IV
Magic: II
Skill: III

Here is where your characters are stored after one of the Ba council members approves them.

Name:Luthial
Age:13
Race:human
Sex:male
Hair:long, black
Eyes:brown
Weight:25kg
Height:130cm

Weapon: wooden staff with an orb on the end.
Armor: knife proof karate suit

Strengths: agility, attack
Weakness: lets gourd down when moveing
Skills/Magic:he focuses his energy when he attacks

Personality:very clever, likes traditional fighting (doesnt like projectile wepons
Appearance:

History: Since he was three he has wanted to be a warrior so he went to the barracks but they refused to take him in so he went off and he started to train himself. He started off by atackin a scarecrow to to work out how strong he was, he came to the conclusion that he was weak. But he was only three. so he tryed to get stronger he had been training for five years that he noticed that an old man was watching him, he went over to him and asked him how longhe had been watchin him and the man replied ''four years, I think you are a good fighter and you should become a worroir.But you are still too young! Come to the barracks when you are thirteen and you will get a garanteed spot in the kings army!"
He carried on training untill he was thirteen. he became a warrior. he had been a worrior for three months when the enamy attacked before the army had a chance to get their wepons Luthial attacked and killed 10 of them. Luthial won an award for his triumph, but his comrads didnt like that a 13 year old boy. They decided to show how much they liked him by cornering him in an ally. the next day in the hospital 12 new people had joined. nothing fatal just teaching them that the shouldent judge people by their size and age. The next three months he stayed on with the army but left when he got bored with sending people to intencive care. And now he wonders around ready for a good fight!

Name: Kisasian

Age: 23

Race: Lion Human

Sex: Male

Hair: Golden brown fur. His mane is a darker brown.

Eyes: Dark red on yellow.

Weight: 150 kg

Height: 2, 5 meter


Weapon: Claws, lion-transformation and a large sword he keeps strapped on his back. The sword he carries is made of an unknown material and has the markings of a running lion etched into the blade. The hilt is gilded and decorated with a lion with its mouth full open.

Armor: Gilded breastplate etched with his Pride’s marking, claw marks over a baobab tree.


Strengths: Kisasian relies mainly on his strength in battle. His sharp claws can penetrate strong armor and he is skilled in wielding his sword. He is pretty agile

Weakness: Besides his Lion-transformation, where he turns into a raging lion, Kisasian knows no magic at all. The Pride shaman foretold at Kisasian’s birth that he would master the magic’s of the Savannah, but so far nothing have happened.

Skills/Magic: The only magic Kisasian possesses at the moment is his Lion-Transformation. When he focuses the energy inside him he can take the form of a huge lion. It’s his real form, before the magic came and he feels secure with it.

Personality: Kisasian works best in a team where he is the leader. He was the king of his Pride and a good one at that. He joined in the hunts with his lionesses and that made him appreciate the bonds you make while working in a team. Still, he knows how to handle himself and he can survive on his own. Kisasian can be very overprotective to his friends.

Appearance: Kisasian is a Lion Human. His head is surrounded by a mane of golden hair, the proof that he’s a natural born leader of his Pride.
He wears a reddish loincloth, made from the hides of animals he killed in his youth that reaches down to his knees. He is very muscular, both in his Human form and in his pure Lion form. His coat shines like gold in the sunlight. His eyes are yellow except during night when they have more of a white tone.

History:

Kisasian was born in Pride in the Valley. At his birth the Pride shaman, Shiru, foretold that he would be the new leader of the Pride, a great king, with knowledge in the secrets of magic. Kisasian’s father, Ral’tahk, felt no joy at these words. His heart was corrupted by the power he had as King. He saw his new son as a threat. Shiru, being the shaman, was exiled. Ral’tahk hoped that without Shiru around to teach his son magic, the prophecy would not be fulfilled.

The Pride began to suffer from the shaman’s exile. The prey moved further away from the Valley and the cubs that were born in the Pride were weak and most of them died.
No one knew, but this was a curse the shaman had put upon the Pride. It wouldn’t break before the rightful king took his place as the leader.

One day, when Kisasian was 3 years old, his mother took him out hunting. It was the lionesses’ duty to hunt, but the young cub had pestered her about just get to see it for so long that she finally agreed on it.
The hunt came out successful and everyone was at joy.
Suddenly the young prince heard a voice talking to him from thin air.
It asked him to follow, and soon a light appeared on the ground. It danced before the cub, tempting. He followed it far away from his Pride.

Kisasian met up with Shiru, the exiled shaman. Shiru explained the whole story to the young prince and asked if he would do what his fate told him to do.
The cub agreed and spent 10 years with the elderly shaman. During this time he learned how to leave his lion form and walk on two legs. It was special, for that was normally only learnt when a lion was fully grown. Kisasian had to endure much pain in order to learn it at such a young age.
He could not learn any other kind of magic, despite what had been said.

Kisasian returned to his Pride after 10 years to challenge his father.
The battle raged for a whole day, Ral’tahk having the experience and magic skills, but Kisasian having the young lion’s strength. The battle was held both in lion and human form.
Finally, when both the combatants were on the edge of dying, Kisasian managed to slit his father’s throat.
He had won the battle.

The new king stayed with his Pride for many years, hunting with the lionesses. Shiru was brought back as the shaman, though he died of high age at Kisasian’s third year as ruler. After ten years of leading the Pride, Kisasian left it once again. He had cubs that would take up after him and the now 23 year old lion wanted to see more adventure.

Notes about Lion Men: When Kisasian leaves the Pride at the age of 23 he is still young; lion men have a life span of 60 years. The females tend to outlive the males by 5 years. The males grow a mane; it usually takes 9 years for it to fully grow out. A 3 year old cub can be compared to a 12 year old human boy.