Character List

Name: Zohik Durion
Age: 36
Race: "Setorion" The Setorion Race is a very vile, cruel and evil race which are conflicting with the opposing "Saken" Race. Sakens are the complete oppostie of Setorions and are good, have manners, and reason much better. Though Setorions are knwon to be incredibly sterong when angered, it is quite hard to anger one.

A Setorion have a full body tattoo that are marks of strength. Only if a Setorion is able to obtain all tattoos may he be freed from his title and have his own. Zohik has obtained this and prefers not to be called a Setorion. Although he is proud of his race, he would much rather be called by his given name after succeeding.
Title: Incessant Warrior
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 260lbs
Eyes: Black and red swirls
Hair: Black smooth hair
Elemental Affinity: Darkness
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Appearance: Zohik
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Weapon:

Name:Arlick
Discription: This sword Which Zohik has no control over but yet is able to wield it. The sword of the Setorions. Though anyone can use it, you must be careful. It tends to get longer and shorter to an extent. Three to five feet changes.

Name: Chikota Long Bow
Discription: An amazing Long Bow made out of a strong Crimson Steel. It Shoots within many yards of range, peircing anything it hits.
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Strengths:
Zohik has been trained as if a god in ranged attacks with his bow. The Setorions race had been at war with the Saken race and as such would happen, the Sakens could fly. A Setorions bow is very instinctively used in battle.

Darkness. Many people know the fact that darkness is evil. Many illusions and mind tricks are led from darkness. This can either help him in battle or annoy his enemy very badly.

Hand-to-hand combat isn't a strong point of Zohik. Since his Arlick is a weapon of great power, he usually doesn't have to conform himself to using this style of battle. Sometimes he is forced to, and when he is, he is especially good at it.


Weaknesses:
Ranged weapons are one of the key powers behind a Setorion's strength. Because of this fact, Zohik has put forth great time and effort in order to combat almost every ranged weapon. Though almost all closed ranged attacks he has trouble with. Do to his speed he has an easier time dodging, rather then blocking his opponent's attacks

Setorions are prone to Ice attacks. Though this may spark an idea to the opposing force, they have many tricks to protect themselves. The Saken race are masters of ice, this showing, how in the war they won.

Illusions stun Zohik for many a time. His mind goes blank and only if he were to see it again could he escape. The stun doesn't always happen, though he is very weak against mind tricks.

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Armor:

Normal Black Gi
He usually doesn't have a top on for it provides less movement speed, also providing him with less heat, the less heat one his skin and flesh the more strength he has. This armor is weighted meaning if he took it off he would be much faster.

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Accessories:

Name:Crimson Shantu (Weapon)
Discription: This curved dagger is kept hidden on if he is caught off guard. The speed he can use this weapon is unmatchable for it's light feeling makes him able to even move faster. .

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Tehniques:

Darkness Spin
Zohik spins on his toes unimaginably quickly, his Arlick extended outward. Due to the ripples that this makes in the air, a tornado of darkness forms around him, the tornado expanding at a fairly decent rate and slicing up everything that it goes over with the slashing winds.The darkness, if hitting his opponent will act as an illusion, as though the opposing character has fallen into another world, but in reality they look like a vegetable.

Shadow Barrier
Zohik draws upon the power of the shadows inside him and fuses it with the surrounding aura; the resulting mix creates a barrier and cuts down all attacks for 2 turns. Though his battle aura diminishes for about 5 posts, this making his unable to use the ability till then.

Dark Flow
Just a simple healing ability. Zohik loses all defects and gains back 50% of his health. Can be used three times.


History:
Deep, within the caverns of the earth, laid the Setorions. A fallen race. A war between the Sakens and the Setorions had just had it's outcome. The Sakens had won and the setorions, retreated, only mean survived, no hope of their line going on. Some though it would be somewhat better to have haflbreeds between themselves and the human race. others thought differently about such matters. Zohik, the last Setorion general from the war sat in a dark corner, counting the stones on the prison-like walls.

He still wore the powerful armor from the war, having a black gi rest under it. He wondered what went wrong. Flashes of the battle went through his mind.

"We were winning. . . the sakens, they were flying, flaming arrows shot into the sky killed many and then a blue light?. . . what was the blue light?"

Zohik thought long and hard about the war. Everyone starred at him. They thoguht they knew what he was thinking about, but they had no clue. A young setorion boy, never having been in battle walked up to Zohik, not knowing what he was getting himself into. Whipping out Arlick the boy's flesh ripped at the bicep. He yelped out in pain and fell to his kness. Zohik stood, towering over him. The boy's arm healed instantly and a scar appeared. They pain remained, so it seemed, and the boy looked up at Zohik and hissed, his pupils dialating instantly. Zohik laughed slightly as the boy ran off. His first "Setro", the setorion name for Tattoos.

During the battles, Zohik heard rumors that the Setorion leader snuck into the Saken dome and die to the prince of the Sakens. A young boy, defeating his leader. Zohik didn't want to believe it. He yelled with rage and punched the stone wall. His eyes grew a raging red and he unsheathed his sword and marched out of the cavern. Thousands of steps laid before him on the spiral stair case to the earth's surface.

Coming to the twenty foot dorway, Zohik pushed at the thick doors and slowly they creeked open. the angle came when he walked into a blistering light. So bright to his adjusted eyes that he fell to the ground covering them. slowly he cracked them and squinted. His head throbbed with the pulse of his blood and his sinuses pinched. He screamed out a bloodcurdling sound and stood, opening his eyes, and started to walk. He stabbed his sword into the ground ext to a river and drank.

"I will find you! Prince of Sakens!"

Now, he ventures into the changed world.

<approved by Tiroth>
Name: Auhin

Age: 17

Race: Goron

Sex: Male

Hair: Think Baby Goron's hair.

Eyes: Big, round, and green, which is strange for Gorons.

Weight: 240 pounds

Height: The average Goron height, about 5 feet.

Weapon: A green Power Bracelet with a red diamond embedded in it, Auhin wears it on his left wrist.

Armor: None

Strengths: Auhin is strong and packs a punch, and can survive on rocks, like other Gorons. Withstands high temperatures.

Weakness: Extremely slow and not the brightest star in the sky. He's virtually powerless against long-range fighters.

Skills/Magic:
Goron Punch Rears back, his left fist engulfed in fiery energy, and slams his fist into the enemy. A slow attack and easily dodged by the swift. This attack leaves him open to a counterattack because of his slow recovery.
Goron Roll Curls up into a ball like other Gorons and rolls around, but no spikes come out. However, while rolling, he can not harm Chu-chus, only being able to bounce off their gelatinous bodies. If he hits a body of water while rolling, he will drown to death unless saved.

Personality: Extremely generous and brotherly, and actually kind of gullible because of this. He is very protective of royalty and small children in need of help. He has undying respect for his superiors, and will rarely get into an argument with anyone. He hates the badguys with a passion, though.

Appearance: He looks like an adult Goron with Baby Goron's hair. He has the Power Bradelet on his left wrist (he's a lefty). He has the normal Goron belly, except it is slightly bigger. His feet are unusually large, each one is about about twenty inches in length. His eyes are green instead of blue.

History:
Auhin grew up in a Goron Settlement located near the Death Mountain foothills. He was raised by his mother, Amethyst, his father having passed away in a war before Auhin's birth. Because of his being raised by a single mother, he became somewhat of a "mama's boy", and often became the object of ridicule by fellow Goron brethren. Because of the size of hisunusually large feet, they nicknamed him "Bigfoot" and often threw rocks at him while they were playing.

However, because of Auhin's forgiving and nice personality, Auhin remained true to his morals and values that his mother had instilled in him from birth and never responded to the repetitous torment. Instead, he continued to train in combat with his punches and practiced rolling and blacksmithing like all Gorons his age.

At age 13, Auhin was on his daily exploration route on the Death Mountain Trail that cut through the mountains when he found one of many sealed cave entrances. Using a nearby Bomb Flower, he blasted open the cave entrance and entered it. There he found what looked like the remains of an explorer. On the skeleton's right wrist was a green bracelet with a red diamond embedded in it. Auhin took it off the skeleton and put it on, receiving enormous strength. He found he could lift medium-sized rocks and other heavy objects. After rushing back home, he looked in one of his mother's books and found out that this bracelet was a Power Bracelet of olden days. He has never taken off the Power Bracelet since discovery.

When he became 17, Auhin's mother egged him to go out and see the world of Hyrule. Reluctantly, he left his mother and the Goron settlement behind for adventure and to hone his blacksmithing/combat skills, and ultimately meet the Goron Elders like Darunia.

Ack! I can't beleive I forgot to post this in here!

Name: Shron
Age: 23
Race: Sheikah
Gender: Male
Hair: Dark brown, somewhat parted in the middle. Side bangs come to bottom of eyes., and the back of his hair falls barely a half inch above the shoulders.
Eyes: Dark Green when he's normal. But when he uses magic, the turn a feirce red, a sign of his connection to the spirits and his power over magic.
Weight: 180 pounds
Height: 5 feet, 11 inches
Weapon: A long, curved sword crafted by the Gorons, with four rubies on the hilt (three near the blade, and one on the opposite end). Shron inherited it since his father was killed. It was blessed by the Sheikah at the enclave in Hyrule and can store large amounts of energy.Shron also weilds a knife concealed under his coat
Armor: None.
Strengths: Swift and quick. He relies more on speed than power when fighting. This can make battles last a little longer than most, seeing as most of his attacks aren’t incredibly strong. Being a Sheikah, Shron usually doesn’t have to worry about injuries that would seriously harm a normal person.
Weaknesses: It can take a while for Shron to take down an opponent, since most of his attacks aren’t incredibly powerful. Using magic drains him of energy, so using too much can cause serious harm. Though he’s not short-tempered, his anger still gets the best of him.
Skills/Magic: Shron is capable of various forms of Sheikah magic. This includes anima (control over the elements), healing, increase of physical strength or speed, and forms of telepathy. Though his powers are varied, there are limits. Using magic takes away energy, and Shron can seriously hurt himself or die if he uses a spell that’s too powerful.
Personality: Shron is usually kind and helpful, especially when calm. He doesn’t give up easily and is very headstrong. He is not afraid to speak his mind, but sometimes regrets things he says. He can get angry pretty easily, but he’s not short-tempered. When he is angry, he loses most of his logic and reasoning and acts on impulse. He will never kill someone, unless he has to or he feels the person deserves it.
Appearance: He wears a black undershirt and over it a light (as in weight), grey coat (usually closed, with long sleeves) with a short collar that comes up. The coat only comes a few inches past his waist. He has black pants and a belt, which has little sacks for food, drinks, and rupees. His boots are brown, and come up to his calf. His gloves are also brown, do not expose his fingers, and come a bit past the wrist. His ears were recently peirced as a traditional rite of passage for the Sheikah.
Pet: NightStar, a horse from Lon Lon Ranch. He is a medium sized horse with a black body, a very dark blue mane and tail, and bluish eyes. Shron named him Nightstar because he remided Shron of the blackness of the night and the stars that decorated the sky.
Background: Shron was born and raised in Kakariko Village with his sister Klinia.. At the age of thirteen, Shron lost his father to a Gerudo raid of Kakariko Village. They destroyed every building, and took prisoners. Those who weren’t captured either escaped or were killed. This was at the beginning of the war in which the king attempted to destroy the countryside.

Right before Shron’s father was killed, he gave his son a short sword and instructed him to protect Klinia. Shron took his sister and his sword then rushed to a small ditch in the forest near their home. He was found along with his sister, and taken away to the Gerudo Fortress. As each month passed, Shron lost more and more loyalty to the king.

At 16, Shron rallied the prisoners and fought their way out of imprisonment. After many months of wandering, they made it to Hyrule Field, and the war was long over. But unfortunately, Klinia disappeared. He searched desperately for her then came across a young, fierce traveler named Tera. She helped him look for Klinia for about three years. They searched around for clues even in Calatia, but nothing was found. After Shron lost his virginity to Tera, he ran off with guilt. He settled down in a village near Lake Hylia.

He lived there for about four years, until he had a disturbing dream of Klinia. He visited a fortuneteller whom said to him that two travelers named Ciarra and Matiyan could help him. They were fighting against an evil shape-shifter by the name of Haksa. The fortuneteller instructed him to meet them at the port of Kakariko Bay. He did so, and they all were attacked by wolfos in the Lost Woods. They were all saved by the Sheikah, and taken to their hiding place, the Sheikah Enclave.

Elianna was the new leader of the Sheikah ever since Impa left. She agreed to give Matiyan all the help he would need to destroy his enemy, Haksa. Then she revealed to Shron that he and his sister were Sheikah. Shron at first didn’t beleive it but knew it true by the eye of the Sheikah on his hand.

Shron and Matiyan were trained under Elianna. Shron was taught how to fight and do magic in the way that Sheikah did. Matiyan was also taught magic and fighting, but in a different way than Shron. While Matiyan was with Elianna, Shron spent his time with Ciarra and grew closer to her. He soon realized that he was falling in love with her. After six weeks had passed, Haksa attacked and destroyed the Sheikah Enclave. The shape-shifter killed Elianna and took the amethyst from Ciarra’s locket.

They went to Kakariko Village after that. Pirates then kidnapped Ciarra. Shron and Matiyan hurried off after the pirates and traveled to Calatia. On their way, the two got into an argument over Ciarra, as they both loved her. Matiyan took off and Shron continued to his destination, the town of Meridia.

In Meridia, Shron hoped to find Ciarra, as he heard the pirates would sell her as a slave here. He fought against the slavery that was occurring there. The result, though, was a huge riot and many deaths. Shron was overcome with guilt. He still travels around, but does not know where to look...


Battles:
Cloud Forest
Match for the Emblem
Wielders of the Stars

Battle School
[Shrub] Shron's Training

Apporved by Wielder of the sword Once again Thank You


Name: Kyos
Age: 17
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Blue
Weight: 165 lbs.
Height:5'6

Weapons: Legendary Black Sword and Magic

Strengths: Kyos is very fast due to his father strengths and is very useful for his magic to distract any thing in order to get by. Also he can fight without his sword but very weak without it. He also has Steel Toe shoes there not that heavy but they can do some damage to the enemy.

Weakness: Very Powerful magic that he can't handle and his sword, he can fight with out the sword but he gets very weak without it, his sword is like his power house.

Skill/Magic: The Skills that he has for his sword is Sword dash which is he runs very fast then does a sword attack and basic Sword attacks and he uses Magic for healing but very slow and can use it to power up the sword for more useful attack like the Ranging Blast which is the sword will power up then it will explode when hit by anything in its path this power has a time period of about 2 min. Also to pull things toward him. He can use his magic to distract guards or to fight with but he uses his magic to power up the sword.
Ranging Blast: The sword will infuse with power and it will give the sword to blast anything in its path for small time period.
[b]Sword Dash[b]: Kyos gains speed and does a sword attack through the enemy.
Gravitation: Kyos can pull things and throw things in battle and trying to get by.
Healing: Kyos can heal but the healing process is very slow but it can be very helpful to him when in great damage.
Basic Sword Attack: Kyos can use different styles of Sword attacks and can perform any three hit combo.


Appearance: He wears Black Slacks and like a Black shirt (He mainly likes to wear black). His Hair is Brown and it always has his hair down and half covers his face. He also has Steel Toe shoes not very heavy though but enough to do damage. He has one scar that runs down his left eye down to his chin.

Personality: Kyos is not much of a talker but seems to manage to hold a conversation, he is very likable by people, some look up to him and he is just a very outgoing guy, he protects anybody if in need. But if you mess with him you going to pay a big price for messing with him. He can be cruel at sometimes. In battle he is very quick in fighting, when he acts in battle he is calm, steady like his father but wants get into it like his mother so there is little of both in Kyos.

Biography: Kyos was born in Kyoto, Hunten. Kyos has a brother and every time his parents went off to war Kyos always protected his brother. Him and his brother and like friends. Kyos brother look up to him and wants to be like him. He had run off when I told him not to but he wouldn't listen then I heard a scream and I ran out there and got him before the Tokos got him and went into the house and by that time Kyos was in training to use the sword. When I had told my Parents what had happen they were shocked but they knew they can count on me to protect my little brother. He had many friends but he had a very close friend named Ly. They were both very best friends. His Mother and Father were very great fighters. They fought in many wars and won them to bring peace to their Village. Kyos had looked up to them and wanted to be like them and fight for peace. So when he was ten his father gave him the Legendary Black Sword made by his father, the sword had Kyos name engraved in it so Kyos was excited. So he practices with his father every night . 4 years had past by and now Kyos seeks his own Adventure and to travel too many lands to find the Tokos and kill them so there won't be any wars and there will be peace.

(This is a Detail of the story from above.)

When Kyos was in training with his father Kyos knew that he was going to be a great Warrior and he make his father proud of him, Kyos had many skills that his father taught him and his mother taught him how to do Ranging Blast. Ranging Blast is when the sword starts to gain power and then with the 2 min time period Kyos can attack anybody within that time. His father showed how to wield the sword with great power and that power come from within your heart then you will become one with the sword and you will feel the power of the sword and Kyos manage to the power from within. Also his father showed him the basic of the sword and how to use it. Then his mother taught him the wonders of magic and how to infuse it with the sword like the Ranging Blast, the mother will teach him more but Kyos couldn't handle much Magic but he will try to conquer it by time.

One day when Kyos parents where off to the Market, the mother had told Kyos to keep an eye on his brother so Kyos did what his mother said. So Kyos goes outside with is brother and were playing around and Kyos wanted to go get a drink of water in the house and the brother started to wonder off into the woods that the parents told them not to and then when Kyos heard the scream, Kyos grab his sword and ran into the woods and grab his brother out of the woods the Tokos put up a fight and Kyos gave it to them few were dead but few escaped. Ly had found out that the Tokos were in the woods so she herself starting to train in order to protect the village. Kyos pick him up and took him back to the house and when his parents came back Kyos had told them what had happen they were very proud of Kyos who had killed some of the Tokos and bring his brother back form the woods unharmed.

When Kyos was 13 he had new some of the basic sword attacks and Ranging Blast, so one day his father had told Kyos that the General wanted to see him. So Kyos went to the General who leaded the army of the Village and others that were near by. The General wanted to see what kind of skills Kyos had so Kyos showed the basics of sword fight his father taught him and Ranging Blast. The General was amazed and said Kyos was ready for battle. Kyos was going to fight in battle against the Tokos and his Parents were going to stay with his little brother. Then one night Kyos had got his stuff ready for battle, his mom came in and told him that the battle wasn't going to be easy and to take care of himself and then gave him a good night kiss. Then his father came in and gave Kyos the sword and told him to be alert, calm and steady and don't e afraid of anything just believe in yourself and then left.

The next morning Kyos got his things and left to meet with rest of the soldiers that are with the General. The General had said that the Tokos are in great numbers and will try to do anything to kill us and our families and we will not stop at nothing to kill them before they get to us and our family.
So we starting to march towards the battle field and Kyos is thinking of what is going to happen in the next few minutes. Then we heard a trumpet sound from across and it was the Tokos, everyone was ready to fight and so was Kyos this was his first battle and he was scared to death then the General yelled out loud "KILL THEM" and everyone charged towards the Tokos and the Tokos were very powerful. So Kyos was fighting Tokos from left and right then he noticed something he saw the leader of the Tokos fighting the General. Kyos started to run towards them then he notice something else that he was running at great speed then started to chop Tokos in half and he had learned Speed Dash then before he can get to the General the Leader of the Tokos had stab him multiple times then finish him off.

The Leader of the Tokos started to fight with Kyos and Kyos was in shock to see the general dead then Kyos was starting to get mad and all of a sudden a black dark cloud started to form and everyone stop fighting and this big Dark Cloud just Swallowed up the Leader but the battle wasn't over the war had just begun. So Kyos told the soldiers to leave the battle field and start walking towards there villages. Kyos had told his parents what had happen and the new powers that he just learned front the battle but this was just the beginning of Kyos Quest.


Now four years had past by and Kyos is going to travel to different lands in search of the Tokos.
And to bring peace to the Villages that had been attack by the Tokos.

Again, Thank you Tiroth.

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Name: Bjorn Venator
Age: 21
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Milky-White
Weight: 73 kg1/62 lbs/
Height: 175 cms/5’7”

Weapon: A Gorgian Baton, a wooden shaft with a double-sided, miniature axe head on both ends, improved by the Army’s Witch to allow it shrink to the size of a pencil.
Armour: Black leather cowl with eye mask.

Strengths: Bjorn has the determination of a tiger, and has high stamina and his long legs make for speedy running and high jumping.
Weakness: Bjorn is blind, and he is not very graceful. His feet are large and unequal, making him not so-sure of footing, and is not particularly skilful in terms of stealth.
Skills/Magic: Bjorn has abnormal, enchanted ears, which can detect a heartbeat thirty metres away. He can also use these in co-ordination with high whistling, to make a crude, mental map of his surroundings, like sonar.

Personality: Bjorn is relatively easy-going, save for the entire sight issue. Though not particularly knowledgeable, Bjorn is quick to think, even in extreme environments. Bjorn is adverse to loud noises, and has a slight disdain for the aristocracy and those who single him out as useless due to his impaired sight.

Appearance: Bjorn Venator is of middling weight and height, and has narrow set shoulders and lanky legs with large feet to match. His nails and surrounding skin are ragged, and the back of his small hand is burned an ornate, twisting GN, for Gorgian Navy. His nose is long and ever so-slightly hooked over his tight mouth, filled with teeth damaged by scurvy. Bjorn’s hair is seldom seen, due to his leather cowl, but if one were to investigate, they would find thinning, dry hair that is sticking outwards constantly. His ears are nothing special, holding up his black upper-face mask disguising his worthless eyes. His skin is tanned and rough throughout. His clothes, they are ragged and plain, worn away by deck-duty, long-sleeved to protect him from the harsh sun of the Western Sea.

History: Bjorn Venator was born into an indifferent family, neither rich nor poor. His male ancestors had all been in the profession of Hunting, to supply the butchers of Charu, his hometown, with meat. His family consisted of a Mother and Father, older brother and sister. When he was born blind, his family realised he could never continue the tradition of Hunting game. Despite this, they raised him during his childhood, but with some difficulty and slight disdain.

He was nine years old when his Father came home, severely drunk after a long night at the Inn. Influenced by alcohol, he took Bjorn to the river to drown him, and get rid of the trouble once and for all. He stole a rowing boat from the quay, and threw Bjorn overboard. Bjorn couldn’t swim, he could only thrash about as his life slowly rowed away from him. Luckily, he was discovered by the Gorgian Navy as they were travelling to the Western Coast. He was hauled aboard, and began a new life afresh.

The ship’s captain took pity on him, and took him to the Army’s Witch. There, Bjorn was trained for months to develop his ears, and all the while the Witch imbued magical essence into them. It was here that Bjorn learned to use sonar and also where he received an enchanted Gorgian Baton, handed down generations of the Witch’s family.

Bjorn left the Witch’s riverside hut and rejoined the Gorgian Navy, where he became the cabin boy. For years he scrubbed decks, repaired broken masts, and entertained the sailors with songs of home, almost content with the sea air and constant motion. But alas, it was not to last.

While in thick mist, Bjorn’s ship was beset upon by a group of Pirates. The skirmish was quick and decisive, leaving only several of the crew alive. Bjorn was captured and destined to be a slave in the far diamond mines of the west. He was locked in a dank room in the lower decks, where he lost track of time as the Pirate ship slowly made it’s way off all maps. The Pirate crew grew uneasy as they entered a dense cloud of fog, and Bjorn saw his chance of freedom.

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Did you know that "Venator" means "Hunter" in Latin?

Thanks to Zanza for approving my character =)



Name: Hydraxis

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Name: Hydraxis
Age: unknown
Race: elemental
Sex: male
Hair: short water spikes
Eyes: his eyes are made of dark blue water which have no pupils
Weight: 140 lbs
Height: 6ft

Weapon: Cascade - this is a mythical sword passed down from champion to champion amongst the water lords. Its hilt is made of a natural metal and although the blade is a column of water, it cuts like razor sharp steel. The watery blade can also transform into a whip which is useful for defense.

Armor: Dark blue Kendo style robes with black trim and black belt.

Strengths: his liquid composition alows hydraxis to flex into positions most people could not. He also has the power to manipulate water and is resistant to fire
Weakness: Although resistant to fire, Hydraxis cannot withstand high and low temperatures as they weaken his strength. He is also susceptible to electricity.

Skills/Magic:
Regenration: Hydraxis has extensive regeneration capabilities when submerged

Torrent: Hydraxis can shoot out an intense beam of water at an oponent to knock them down.

Mist: Hydraxis is able to create a mist around the area reducing the oponents visibility. This is more a tactical meneuver than offensive.

Personality: As a water lord Hydraxis has learned the virtues of patience and calmness. Hydraxis is a passionate being who cares greatly for the creatures of the sea and is angered by those who abuse it. When faced with a situation, Hydraxis remains calm and formulates a strategy in his mind that will best suit the situation.

Appearance: Hydraxis is a towering 6 ft and has a medium frame. He has similar physiology and appearence to a human but he is composed of water whereas humans have a skeletal structure muscle tissue and blood. His hair however is not made of keratin, It is spikes of water protruding from his head. His eyes are a saphire colour and have no pupils.
Hydraxis weares a Dark blue Kendo style outfit with a thin, light metal plating underneath for added protection and wears a pair of sandals. On his wrist he wears golden bracelets which are inscribed with symbols from his language. Strapped to his back is is sword cascade, sheathed in a pearl and saphire encrusted scabbard.

History: Acording to the magi archives, the water lords first came to be when the earth mother decended into slumber. To protect the planet she had cultivated, she created gaurdians. Ents to protect the forests, mighty stone golems to rule the mountains, Dryads to control the skies and the water lords to watch over the vast seas.
The water lords, created from the strongest of magics, have incredibly long life spans. It is believed that they can live for up to 2000 years.
The water lords are a proud race and pride themselves on there vast knowledge and powerful warriors. Every millenia a new champion is elected to watch over and rule the creatures of the sea and it was this millenia that ydraxis was chosen as that champion and handed the legendary blade cascade.
Hydraxis considered himself to be a valiant warrior and trained hard in his combat and magical skills. He had always imagined himself as a champion like those spoken of in the legends of his people. It was after Hydraxis defeated the balhoom, a giatn squid that attacked his underwater kingdom, that he finally became the Champion of the people he always dreamed he would be and became the next in line to rule the people. Hydraxis accepted his title of champion and began to rule his kind for the next 1000 years.
now 500 years into his rule Hydraxis had become curious about the world above the great ocean and decided to venture into the land above. Leaving his most trusted Steward, Pylorian, in charge of the ocean in his absence, Hydraxis ventured out into the land.

Additional: To retain his bodly structure on land, Hydraxis relies on surface tension. If struck with a sword, the tension will break and Hydraxis will "bleed" water, thus weakening him. He can however recover after a battle using his regeneration technique (see magics/skills). (thanks to andurhill for this help)

Name: Khalid. (K-Ah-Lid, Arabic for “Eternal”)
Age: Seeing as reapers live in the time vortex, he has no age per say.
Gender: Male.
Race: Sentient reaper (Sometimes calls himself a reaver to differentiate his kind from those who collect souls.)

Height: Six feet tall in his human form, nearly fifteen in his true form (Tail included).
Weight: About 210 in his human form, well over a ton in his true form.

Race Explanation: The reapers are extradimensional, materialising and dematerialising out of the spacetime vortex. They are attracted to temporal paradoxes that damage time, like bacteria swarming around a wound. They then proceed to "sterilise" the wound by consuming everyone in sight.

If the timeline is restored, they vanish, with their actions reversed as if they had never happened. Being a sentient reaper, Khalid knows that he will be returned to the time vortex if the paradox is fixed, and will thus attempt to keep that from happening.

Appearance (True Form): Reapers are multi-limbed, flying reptiles similar to pterosaurs, with a large wingspan, sharp teeth both in the form of a beak and a secondary mouth in their torsos. They also have a tail not unlike a scythe blade.


^ The generic appearance of a reaper.

Appearance (Human Form): In his seemingly human form Khalid has the looks of a healthy young man in his late twenties. His clothing can change depending on what he feels like “wearing” at the time. In reality his clothing is merely an extension of himself.

If he can’t figure out what he wants to wear, he’ll go with gray cotton trousers and an unbuttoned dress shirt. Once in a while he’ll wear a loose tie along with it, if only to add to the illusion that he’s an eccentric human.

Khalid’s eyes are a mossy green color, his hair reaches halfway down his neck in the back and down past his eyebrows in the front, and is a fairly dark brown color. He appears to be decently athletic, with medium sized muscles.

Personality: Khalid could be described as somewhat eccentric, although that’s usually just a fake personality trait that he displays. He is fairly unpredictable, alternating between being intent on finishing a task and being too lazy to finish said task.

Khalid can seem unfeeling at times, as he is still relatively new to this dimension and thus his emotions need to adjust. He ponders various things that he sees, especially human emotion. Being a reaper however, Khalid is prone to rare yet sudden urges to devour every living thing in site.

He usually appeases this urge with food until he can find a suitable victim, at which point he’ll turn into his true form and swallow him or her whole through his second mouth.

Weapon(s): In his human form Khalid wields a single doubled-sided blade by the name of Serpentine. This blade is roughly three feet long, handle included, and is fairly plain in appearance. In his true form Khalid’s scythelike tail can be used to impale or slash enemies.

Armor: Khalid wears no form of armor, seeing as he can’t be killed anyway.

Skills/Magic: Khalid can teleport while in his human form, although this ability is unusable in his true form, replaced with the flight capabilities that his wings afford him. He can also hypnotize the weak minded, making them into his personal slaves.

His biggest ability however, is the ability to traverse through the dimensions, as well as going to different times. This allows him great knowledge of things that are happening and things that are to come.

While in his true form he can also blend into his surroundings, becoming nearly invisible.

Strengths: Being a reaper, Khalid cannot be killed by anything that originated in this existence. That includes this existence’s versions of Heaven and Hell. His strength is of an incredible level as well, equal to that of several demons.

He also has a profound knowledge of history, which allows him to speak in many different languages. Khalid’s ability to teleport can send him quite a distance in any direction, saving him from incredible harm.

Weaknesses: Seeing as reapers are a type of temporal bacteria, Khalid will be forced back to the time vortex if the paradox that brought him here is fixed. Holy attacks also deal more damage to him than any other form of attack, seeing as reapers are a dark species.

Khalid also tends to be rather cocky about his fighting abilities due to the fact that he can’t be killed by anything in this dimension. He tends to forget that, although he can’t be killed, things in this dimension can still harm him.

Khalid is also fairly absentminded, often forgetting that he's in a fight if he doesn't see his opponent for ten minutes or so.

Bio: The time vortex. In between the various realities and existences it sits, the raw generator of time itself. Very few beings have been here, and even less have gotten out. One species however, covers this dimension.

They are the reapers, interdimensional beings intent on feeding their insatiable hunger. They are the byproduct of time, much the same as work produces sweat. The reapers lay in wait for centuries, able to break free from the time vortex during a paradox.

Such a paradox was created when the experimental Project 39 was sent through a portal to the ancient past. He was followed shortly afterwards by the tyrant Keon Laan, more commonly known as Slag. This paradox was now large enough for a single reaper to make it through.

Khalid was this reaper, tearing through the walls that separated him from this dimension. He quickly made his way through time to Slag and Surge’s destination, not noticing that another being was taking a similar time route. This being, Dark, was using the portal to go back and kill Slag and Surge.

Unfortunately for Khalid, only one thing could fit in said portal at a time. The way Dark had entered the portal was powered by futuristic technology, sending him through it faster than the reaper’s self powered portal. He passed through Khalid, altering his genetic structure.

The reaper gained a sentient mind through the mutation, absorbing the knowledge that surrounded him in the portal. Khalid was dropped from the portal at the peak of Mt. Himayo, finding himself in the middle of a town of savage natives.

Due to his monstrous appearance the natives believed Khalid to be a demon, instantly attacking him with primitive wooden spears and bronze swords. Needless to say, they didn’t live very long. Khalid consumed each of them one at a time through his second mouth, sending others hurtling off the peak with his tail.

When they were all dead Khalid picked one, deciding that he liked its appearance. He molded himself to match said appearance, gaining his fake human form. He also took the best sword in the village, the only non-bronze one, naming it Serpentine.

Khalid set out to try and discover what this world was like, deciding that he didn’t want to return to the time vortex. For that however, he’d have to ensure that Slag, Surge, and Dark never returned to their own time…

Author’s Note: Credit goes to Quark for allowing the use of his characters Slag, Surge, and Dark in Khalid’s bio.

Yah, this character is based off a D&D character of mine that I figured I would take to the next level: Internet based role play with complete strangers! (approved by Winged Fire Ninja)

Name: Daedrius
Age:25
Race: Tiefling
Sex: Male
Hair: Short and a pale white color, aside from the long white bangs that reach his chin.
Eyes: white from edge to edge
Weight:140
Height:5’8

Weapon: His hands are one of the strange, inhuman factors about Daedrius that displays his race plainly in his appearance. Both hands are designed like bony demon claws with lean muscles and rather large and powerful nails exerting from their surface. Though the nails are both sharp and strong, the main threat from his claws comes from the shear strength and accuracy of the muscles as well. With a well planned thrust, he can shove his entire open arm into the stomach of an enemy. Whenever he is traveling or even just getting a feeling that he may have to fight, he usually coats his nails in a thick black liquid he has on his person at any time. The liquid is a poison that burns into the bloodstream, causing excruciating pain on and around the wounded area.
He also wields an arrangement of custom made knives that he hides in concealed places on his body. The knives are relatively large and elaborately designed. They are all identical, having golden handles carved into the shape of two intertwining dragons. The blades are long for a knife and curved almost into the design of a scimitar. The inside end of the curve consists of small teeth cut into blade. Though very well designed, these weapons are not often used in combat…although he always manages to find multiple uses for them…

Armor: His skin is naturally a bit leathery and covered in calluses, giving him some natural protection, also wears multiple cloaks when wings are folded making it a bit harder to make out his figure under the cloth. In order to fly however, many of his cloaks must be discarded.

Strengths: Daedrius is incredibly fast and, despite his size, unnaturally super-strong. His wings usually give him an instant advantage during a fight. He likes to kill and doesn’t hesitate to do it, even in a situation where it is unnecessary. As a demon-spawn, he has high resilience to almost all elemental magic (Fire, Water, Earth, Thunder, etc.)

Weakness: Due to his unusual looks and the evil aura that resonates around him, it is near impossible for him to hide from anything without it sensing him or seeing him. Though he has some promising natural armor, it isn’t enough to withstand a sword blow and, therefore, he doesn’t have the most powerful defensive abilities. Anything holy or sacred is unbearably painful for him to touch and he is often forced into submission from such an attack. Arcane magic is pretty effective against him and he is an extreme outcast from society. Any who are idealists on the concept of good and evil and hold high authority to law and noble morals will despise the impure creature that he is without question or reason. Due to the limited reach his hands give him compared to a sword, he needs to get close to make an effective attack and that can sometimes limit his ability to fight back. Due to his lack of a range attack, when mid-air he is incredibly vulnerable to any ranged weapons.

Skills/Magic: He can cast a few spells that all deal with enchanting his hands to do different things when he uses them and has the ability to fly very acrobaticly using his wings. While flying he can force strong gusts of wind onto a target using his wings, that often subdue an opponent to the ground or at least lessen the ability to move against the wind. The attack is overall relatively harmless though.
Some of the spells he can use include a basic incantation that enchants his hands with fire. The fire is red hot and capable of burning away most non metal materials that are not equipped to the tiefling’s person. He may also enchant his hands with an expulsive energy power, causing the next nonliving thing he touches to spontaneously combust.

Personality: An outcast from birth, Daedrius despises everything and everyone and shows no sign or idea of mercy or compassion for anything alive. He holds a natural hatred and distrust of even his own kind and rarely is found in the companionship of anyone. Due to his lack of care, he also has no sense of honor or respect in his fighting and will make a cheap shot without care. Thanks to his past experiences, Daedrius has inbred the idea that honor and love are a weakness and power is the key to survival. Therefore, he constantly searches for a way to become more powerful and will do anything to do such. Daedrius follows the rules of chaos, in the sense that rules have no meaning to him. The weak are pawns and the strong are a threat. Despite these ideals, he is not paranoid and shows no fear, even if he feels it. As a tiefling, he is naturally drawn to the unnatural and unholy forces and so gets along best (if you could say he gets along with anyone at all) with others who practice these arts.

Appearance: At first glance, not a patch of skin can be seen on this tiefling’s body. Wearing multiple shrouds and cloaks, Daedrius keeps himself completely unidentifiable to anyone for as long as he possibly can. Under the black cloaks, lies a fair faced man who would actually pass off as incredibly handsome if it weren’t for the more disturbing features about him. His unnaturally white hair is short all around his head aside from the long tendril-like bangs that rest in front of his face. His eyes are completely white, lacking visible pupil and iris and making it almost impossible to see just what he is looking at. When in combat, he removes most of his shrouds accept the medium sized shroud and cloak around his neck and back that are designed for maximum wing flexibility. He also wears a black painted padding and a blood red undershirt. When his shrouds are removed, only two of his knives are present and both are visible behind his back. He wears black leather slacks with multiple spikes protruding from them, more for show then a use in combat. He also wears steel tipped boots that have been designed for him to be light-weight so as not to hinder his flying. His clawed hands are also covered by finger-cut, black gloves.

History: Daedrius, a wretched soul deprived of his own damnation. From birth his life was a tragedy that few would understand. For this his heart has sewn itself shut from all and turned cold to the world. The natural urges to survive and control taking over and completely engulfing his being.
Daedrius was born the son of an ashamed young woman who was raped on her wedding night by a fiend who had aided in the invading of her hometown. Left in pain and in the smoldering corpses of everyone she knew and loved, the woman had no idea of the abomination that had started to grow in her womb. For the next several months, she traveled from town to town seeking a place to call home and make a living for herself. The instant they heard about the creature that grew within her she was immediately chased out of the town. When born, he had luckily withstood much of his father’s genes by some unknown cause, and did not come out as the horrific half-fiend that so many had expected of him. However he did inherit enough demon to be noticeably not human; most obvious, the stubby folded wings and empty white eyes.
After his birth, Daedrius didn’t quite understand why people hated him wherever they went and was often confused as to why his mother uncomfortably stuffed his magnificent bat-like wings into uncomfortable positions behind tight clothing. He never had any friends, and even his own mother seemed not to love him. Though she fed and cared for him, he could always see in her eyes the hatred she held for him and how his existence had ruined her life. As he grew, he began to reflect some of that hatred back at others who would reject them, often growing hostile and angry at everyone. This never helped them to cope anywhere and often had the law chasing him down. He didn’t care. His mother obviously never cared and no one else did either.
By the time his wings and claws had fully developed, the youth had bred a completely independent mindset and was ready to leave this embarrassment of an existence behind him and set out for the life of an adventurer. The promise of finding his own place in the world where people wouldn’t matter was a nirvana he dreamed of. No one would miss him and he would be doing all the local guards a favor and his mother….his mother would be better off without him anyway...
Disappearing in the night with nothing but a small satchel of food and the clothes on his back, Daedrius left the world that kept him safe for so long, never to return and into the dark wood beyond the outskirts of the civilized world. As he walked through the dark, he wondered what he would now do with himself and what kind of adventurer he could be. As he walked, creatures stirred from beyond the wood around him and became ready to strike the young tiefling. Had it not been for coincidence, the great wolves that stalked him would have killed the unarmed abomination of men. At that same moment however, a small gathering of travelers had come across the scene and the group then charged to save the youth. An eruption of fire and blood swirled around the woods that night, in the midst of a young demon-kin who then saw his first real taste of blood and death.

“Hey kid, what are you doing out here at this hour?” A rather large man said, still panting from the battle. His face was heavily bearded and blunt. He wore a suit of armor and wielded a sword nearly twice the size of Daedrius.

The tiefling looked around to see who else had saved him. Among them was: a human in a suit of leather with multiple daggers and knives ornating his suit, plentifully used in the fight and an elf with a rather large bow.

By this time all of them had noticed the wings that stood out from the youth they had just saved and all were a little wary of the creature.

“Oh please, you are all pathetic” a voice seemed to speak as if from no where.

Two figures stepped from out of the woods and came close to the boy. “You’re a disgrace to everything the world will think of you, so embrace it and get on with yourself tiefling” Said one of the figures.

Daedrius didn’t know how to respond as he had never been called that before and had never been quite sure as to what he was. It made him wonder as to who would know anything about him. Squinting, it was hard for him to make out the two figures but what he did see startled him. They both seemed to be human…at one time. One was garbed in tattered robes that covered much of his torso, but was made of nothing but bones and occasional areas of a green colored rotting flesh. The other wore a suit of black armor and his skin was the same green as that of the flesh of the other undead.

“Trust me, I might have an idea of what it means to be an outcast” the robed lich continued.

For the next several years the tiefling traveled and learned from the other adventurers until a certain day when the tiefling had awakened to find the entire camp deserted and him alone and abandoned. He does not know what happened that day. Setting off on his own again, Daedrius swore to never trust another again.

***Approved by a Shurb***

Name: Anastacia (Ana-stah-c-ya) Angel

Know as: Stacia (stah-c-yah)

Nicknames: My Queen (by those she has infected), Miss Stacia (By those she has infected), The infector (By those who know of her but not her name)

Age: Since the birth of the earth.

Race: Uiru.

Race Description: When each planet was created life was born on that planet. A Uiru countered this life. All Uiru are bringers of death they each seek to destroy all life in the planet they where created on. Although they over all goals are the same they have many different ways of achieving this goal, which varies between Uiru. Some wish to simply attack the world with there brute strength, others to trick the world to kill it self, and the least popular way is to all infect the inhabitants minds and make them all commit suicide.

Sex: Female

Hair: Long almond colored hair, that flows down past her waist.

Eyes: Blue

Weight: 105 lbs

Height: 5’2

Theme Music: In The Name Of God-Dream Theater

Weapon: Since her De-Throning by Shinu, she had to resort to a mainly Physical means of battle, using her dagger(Picture here) And a similar style shortsword.

Armor: Since her De-Throning she used the rest of her money to buy a diamond studded chain-mail piece.

Strengths:While still being considerable weaker then before, she is still a capable sword fighter, and the few magical spells she can use, she uses with perfection. She is also very fast, and agile which makes up for her lack of pure strength. But her main strength is that fact she cannot be killed by any means, other then the will of a true God. She is calm and cool headed, and is nearly impossible to anger.

Weakness: She is fairly weak, physicaly, comparable to fairly strong human male. She is not yet used to not having her full power, which serves as an advanatge. Also she has a fear of large quanties of water because she is completely powerless in water.

Skills/Magic: Though her main powers where taken away, she still has some powers to which she calls her own.

Plants: She is still able to control all types of plant life. She uses them for many different things depending on what plants are nearest.(Can no longer draw energy from plants)

Flash Bang: She can create a bright flash of light to tempoarily blind her opponent.

Light Wind: She can use her limited powers in wind control to puch projectiles heading towards her.

Queen of Evil Light: Once a month, she is able to temporaily return to her former state for about an hour. Even under these circumstances she also needs to either be in Regular mortal danger (meaning in a situation that would kill a mortal) or at a time of extreme need, (I