[Hider=Ian Blackwood]Name:Ian Blackwood

Age:16

Gender: Male

Race: Demon-Dark Elf hybrid, Demon side is that of an Incubus

Appearance: [img]http://i.imgur.com/9xsxo.jpg[/img]
He looks like this, except he has a long, black, prehensile tail that ends in a spear head growth. This is his major weak point, as the tail is very, very sensitive, and grabbing it essentially means you have him putty in your hands as he becomes unable to focus on anything while it is being stimulated. He generally keeps it wrapped around his tail to keep such things from happening, but it tends to uncoil unconsciously whenever he gets emotional. 

Personal Belongings: Backpack, throwing knives

Ian hates only two things in this world: people who think they know him just by his bloodline and being bored. Being raised by a single mother in a very biased neighborhood, not to mention being a mix of two of the most discriminated races in the mythical world, he found life to be extremely difficult. He also found, however, that his dual lineage gave him the perfect set of skills to get revenge on those who dared to bully him, the ability to use dark magic, to sense the desires and nightmares of others, and cast strong illusions. WIth these, he can make anyone who dares to cross him suffer immensely, though he tries not to resort to that if he can. That is a part of him he wishes to leave behind.

Ian also has a pretty strong libido and can be rather . . . forward about it. He also has taken to a policy of non-discrimantion, meaning that he finds every race to be a viable target, and is not afraid to make advances on anyone. 
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[hider=Razor]
Name: Doesn't Remember, goes by Razor for now

Age: Doesn't know, has been 'alive' for about 4 years though, 4. Looks about 17 though

Halfling Race: Dragon-Ghoul

Appearance:[img]https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/550524958749642753/gAwCBkF7.jpeg[/img]

[img]http://th08.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2012/266/b/2/dracolich_adoptable_by_vivamusdraconem-d5flopf.png[/img]

Personal Belongings: Coffin he woke up in, Coffin nails, a pet skull that actually talks back . . . careful, it bites and has a tendency to be rather crass and rude

Razor remembers nothing about his life before he was a ghoul, only that he woke up in a coffin out in the middle of nowhere and has been wandering the earth ever since. He took the coffin and it's contents with him because, honestly, it was the only thing he had to his name, besides the threadbare clothes on his back. He also seems able to speak and understand every language fluently, not through magic either. He just knows them. The only reason he entered the school is because he helped out a family one time, and when they heard about his lack of a home, they decided that sending him to the academy would help him get more accustomed to things.

Razor spends the majority of his time just walking through life not paying attention to anyone, or even bothering to deal with things such as Tact, manners, or other useless things that people do for the sake of society. He says what he wants, does what he wants, and listens to hardly anybody unless they force him to. This isn't as much of an issue as it seems, however, as what he tends to do a lot of the time is sleep. If you see Razor, there is a 93% chance that he's sleeping, and that interrupting that sleep will end with you being in a lot of pain. He's very cranky when woken up, and his mix of transmutation magic, Necromancy, and instinctual skills as a fighter honed into his muscles that he has no idea how he achieved them means that he can be quite the terror when upset. 
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