[hider=Dakath] [center][img]http://i1339.photobucket.com/albums/o706/WildBunnii/Ribbet%20collagerrr_zpskpw5ajhc.jpg[/img][/center] [center][u][b]Basic[/b][/u][/center] [center][b]Name:[/b][/center] [center]Dakath[/center] [center][b]Nicknames/Titles:[/b][/center] [center]The Guardian[/center] [center][b]Age:[/b][/center] [center]39, appears to be in his early thirties[/center] [center][b]Gender/Sex:[/b][/center] [center]Male[/center] [center][b]Birthday:[/b][/center] [center]27th of May[/center] [center][b]Occupation[/b]:[/center] [center]Bodyguard[/center] [center][b]Where they live:[/b][/center] [center]Carnatia[/center] [center][b]Species:[/b][/center] [center]Shifter[/center] [center][u][b]Bio[/b][/u][/center] [center]Dakath lived on his own from the start. He never knew his family, considering they died in a fire a when he was only three years old. Dakath was the only one who survived out of his whole family. An old couple found Dakath on the ground screaming and crying. They took him in and raised him as his own. The only scary thing was, that his foster parents were elves, knowing little of the world of shifters expect from tall-tells. Having no regrets about adopting him. Dakath grew up living within the abyss of his adopted parents' culture. The kids of the clan made his life difficult for being different. He did not understood why they feared and hated him. He endure the humiliation and beatings from the boys of the village until the age of sixteen. One night, Dakath ended up almost killing one of his bullies after a beating, the strange occurred; he shifted. After that day, the children of the clan left him alone and took the time to discover his new power. On his way from his odd job to his isolated tent, there was an upheaval;a raiding had occurred and the thugs were terrorizing the citizens, including Dakath. Two relatively lanky albeit tall thugs had pinpointed him with blades, telling him to empty his pockets, but Dakath genuinely had nothing to give and so as one raised his blade to strike, a noble with beautiful robes blocked the blow, fighting off the two thugs with a ferocity of a tiger's revenge. Dumbfounded, Dakath could only stand there as the man slowly turned around, offering him a golden dagger. The noble's eyes were grey, dim- he was old. He told him, "Work for me." Whatever had drove him, Dakath did not know, but he took the dagger without hesitation and accepted. The noble whom had recruited him was a sixty two year old elf named Myles, who trained him until the very day he died. Dakath continues to protect the only treasure Myles left behind; his daughter.[/center] [center][b]Personality:[/b][/center] [center]Being silent and reserved to those he deem unknown, he is articulate in speech when needed to speak; he chooses his words carefully and with tact, though, if piqued, he can obtain a sharp-tongue. Perhaps being a little ways overly circumspect (often due to a lack in trust or a fear of unfavorable outcomes), he prefers to keep his thoughts to himself. Though at times his sentimental issues drive him to make audacious decisions. However, he is willing to extend a hand of affiliation if he deem the individual trustworthy and relatively conscientious.[/center] [center][b]Likes:[/b][/center] [center]Combat[/center] [center]Nature[/center] [center][b]Dislikes:[/b][/center] [center]Arrogant People[/center] [center][b]Talents/Hobbies:[/b][/center] [center]Acute Hearing[/center] [center][b]Alignment:[/b][/center] [center]True Neutral[/center] [center][u][b]Combat[/b][/u][/center] [center][b]Magic Type:[/b][/center] [center]N/A[/center] [center][b]Fighting Style:[/b][/center] [center]Dakath often depends on hand to hand combat; grappling and ground fighting. He also knows other tactics that involve complex body movement.[/center] [center][b]Weapon(s):[/b][/center] [center]Golden Dagger[/center] [center][b]Weaknesses:[/b][/center] [center]Sword fighting; though he is relatively skilled, it is not his best attribute.[/center] [center][b]Strengths:[/b][/center] [center]The only strength he bothers to acknowledge is his massive willpower.[/center] [/hider] [hider=Elanalue Vaeri Dalyor] [center][img]http://i1339.photobucket.com/albums/o706/WildBunnii/cd650468d04a9f99dbf71bbb28b7bd17_zps22qdxrma.jpg[/img][/center] [center][u][b]Basic[/b][/u][/center] [center][b]Name:[/b][/center] [center]Elanalue Vaeri Dalyor[/center] [center][b]Nicknames/Titles:[/b][/center] [center]Vaeri[/center] [center][b]Age:[/b][/center] [center]25[/center] [center][b]Gender/Sex:[/b][/center] [center]Female[/center] [center][b]Birthday:[/b][/center] [center]12th of November[/center] [center][b]Occupation:[/b][/center] [center]Heiress/Traveler[/center] [center][b]Where they live:[/b][/center] [center]Carnatia[/center] [center][b]Species:[/b][/center] [center]Elf[/center] [center][b][u]Bio[/u][/b][/center] [center]Vaeri was a gift from the Elven Empress even if it came to the cost of the mother's life. As the only child of a wealthy merchant, life had always been easy for her, she received the best education from high qualified tutors, along with exotic treasures her father would bring for her. Vaeri was diagnosed at the age of 5 as color blind. Not many people are aware of her illness. Her father hide her defaults, keeping her sheltered. They worried the outside world will bring harm to their precious miracle. As she stayed behind closed doors, Vaeri had pots of flowers and canvases around the house. A few hobbies to keep herself calm and busy until dinnertime. When she met Dakath, life cames in a bang of color. She was happy to have someone to talk to. Overtime, Dakath became the big brother dreamed for. He taught her a couple survival tactics. Along with a few tricks from him. Her heart sank when her father passed away, Vaeri knew she did not want to die without at least witnessing the world around her. Bound to the new passion, Vaeri left her home behind and went on to begin her left as a traveler with Dakath by her side.[/center] [center][b]Personality:[/b][/center] [center]Vaeri has always been a native girl, who always believed the best in others. A very soft heartened girl, she tend to not hate anyone; which often leads her into a great deal of trouble. But don't let her kindness fool you, she is perfectly capable of taking care of herself when in a bind. Despite her friendly disposition, she's often absent minded and quick to forgive. Curious and gentle, she's a picture book perfection of an angel.[/center] [center][b]Likes:[/b][/center] [center]Music & Arts[/center] [center]Traveling[/center] [center][b]Dislikes:[/b][/center] [center]Wine[/center] [center]Rudeness[/center] [center][b]Talents/Hobbies:[/b][/center] [center]Painting[/center] [center]Gardening[/center] [center][b]Alignment:[/b][/center] [center]Lawful Good[/center] [center][u][b]Combat[/b][/u][/center] [center][b]Magic Type:[/b][/center] [center]Aura[/center] [center][b]Fighting Style:[/b][/center] [center]Long Distance if possible[/center] [center][b]Weapon(s):[/b][/center] [center]Magic[/center] [center]Dakath[/center] [center][b]Weaknesses:[/b][/center] [center]The fear being talked down to by others as if she were a young child.[/center] [center][b]Strengths:[/b][/center] [center]She isn't afraid to speak her mind, no matter who she's up against.[/center] [/hider]