Name:
Blokere Dystraay
Species:
Zabrak
Age:
28
Gender:
male
Faction:
Jedi Order
Rank:
Jedi Knight
Captive?
No, he's going to rescue peoples butts and kick some butt!

Appearance:



Being pure Zabrak, Blokere has all the traits of his people. He has red skin and thirteen orat crowning his head. He is a tall, lean and muscular man standing about 6'3. His Jat'o and Jat'i are black in colour. He has red eyes that match his skin and no hair.
Blokere wears the normal Jedi clothing..

Notable Race Traits:

Red Skin - Being a Zabrak means having different coloured skin and vibrant Jat'o and Jat'i, which give away his clan and family heritage. (to those that know how to read them)
Horns/Orat/Nails - His orat are a durable and sharp which can rip through flesh if need be, the way they are placed on his head is also a sign of his clan on his homeworld. His fingernails are sturdy and sharp and can cut through flesh just like his horns, if not better.
Eyesight - Zabrak's have great eye sight and can see colours more sharply, but they can also see in near darkness. (like a cat)
Skeleton - His skeletal structure is denser and more rigid than most other species, which makes it hard to break.
Hearing/Smelling - Since Zabrak's are carnivores by nature they have a heightened sense of smell and hearing, with scent being stronger of the two. A Zabrak can recognize a person by their smell, what possibly their emotional state is at the time of meeting.
Pain Tolerance - Zabrak's are known for their high resistance to pain when it comes to torture and serious wounds.
Extreme Heat Tolerance - Coming from a dry and hot planet, Blokere is able to tolerate much higher temperatures of heat and for much longer than most species.

Flaws:

Cold Tolerance - Because his species and tolerate high heat, means that they were ill suited for cold conditions
Eye Sight - Even though his species has great eye sight, they can't adapt to sudden changes in light, so a flash bang will hurt them.
Pain Tolerance - Even though Zabrak's can take a beating, sometimes they can forget that they need to take time to rest and heal.
Immunity to Disease - Though his kind are hardy and rarely get sick, if an ailment does strike them it usually means something is seriously wrong. Most will be unable to do much other than rest and hope to recover.
Skeleton - Because Zabrak's skeletons are naturally dense means that they lack the speed of some other species. Plus breaking a bone is a pain in the arse, and takes a long time to heal.
Pride - Because his species are a proud people, they don't take kindly to insults or threats even if the threat was a bluff. (Someone going to get a hurt real bad)
Idealist - Blokere wants to doing things that benefits all even if it doesn't seem like the smartest thing to do at a given time.
Self Confidence/pride - Though it is good to be sure of ones self, it should not over rule ones humility. This has always been a struggle for him.
Force Empathy - Though this can be a great ability to have, it can cause him to become distracted if the feelings are strong enough.

Skills:

Being a Iridonian - Speaking Ul’ Zabrak, hunting, tracking, practice combat and martial art training are skills highly prized by the Zabrak, including himself.
Lightsaber combat - Though he knows all the basics, Blokere's Master put a lot of work into training him in the forms of makashi and shien. Even though these forms are aggressive and many Jedi disliked the brutality of them. His master insisted on him to master these forms. Saying "One can meditate all day, but when it comes to fighting be the victorious one."
Hand to Hand Combat - Being from a culture of warriors, it is only right that he learned that art of fighting without weapons.
Quick Thinking - He can make up his mind quickly and make up another plan fast if in a pinch
Calmer/Soother - He can calm just about anyone and help sooth their pain, he's not sure how he doesn't it, he only knows he can.

Force capabilities:

- All basic Force abilities
- Force Empathy
- Tutaminis (adv) (check Bio)
- Revitalize

Biography:

Blokere Dystraay was born on his people's homeworld, Iridonia, to his Father Bekk and his Mother Dret. He was an only child as there were many complications during his birth which nearly caused the death of his mother. In fear of having more complications or possibly death, his parents chose to only have him. With only one child they devoted much love and care to their son, while also teaching him what it meant to be a Zabrak. His father took him on many hunting trips and taught him the value of respecting nature and the thing you are hunting. "No matter how smart or how simple the thing you are hunting is, always show respect and never under estimate." Was a saying that his father always repeated every trip. His mother became well versed in combat when her clan went to war with another, when the other clan did not uphold their end of a trade agreement. She was the one that taught their son how to fight and show no quarter or mercy. From his father’s teachings he became a good hunter and tracker, and from his mother he learned the art of combat.

His ability to use the force became known when his mother nearly dropped a plate while cleaning. Instead of the plate shattering on the floor like it should have, it was floating in the air and placed gently on the ground. His parents became dismayed as they had no idea how to use the force, but wanting only the best for their son they contacted the Jedi in Coruscant as they knew that was the best place to send him. Plus they knew someone from the Clan was there and that he would at least look out for the boy, they also knew that once he joined the Order, he would have to cut ties and so they wanted him as far away from them as they could manage. Blokere was only eight years old when a Zabrak Jedi came and took him to Coruscant to be trained. There he flourished and learned, though it was noted that his pride could get in the way of his training. But as he was going into puberty the Jedi sent him home, in order to undergo the rite of passage that only his Clan could preform. Though before leaving the Council made sure that he got a Master (To make Sure That He Did not fall prey to the Dark Side), who happened to be his combat teacher Olin Avith.

Olin, could see great potential in the young Zabrak and wished to make him into a warrior of the people. Someone that will fight for those in need and stop oppression wherever it might be. But Olin was also fascinated with his species, he knew many of his kind seem to fall to the Dark Side, he wished to see that cycle end with Blokere. But in order to help break that cycle he needed to be at the Rite of Passage with his padawan and make sure he did not fall short of the Jedi Code.

During this trying time when his hormones were in flux, he took time to meditate and strengthen his connection with the force with his master’s guidance. While others that were undergoing the change were causing trouble and fighting, he was in a calm state and finding peace in what he had learned from his master Olin Avith. When it came time to take the Res Selenoren he felt ready for it, he knew that his Rite would be harder than the others as he had the Force. The tests tested him physically, mentally and emotionally and once he completed them he proved himself worthy of being one of the clan. But while during his Rite, he happened across a green lightsaber crystal. This also confirmed to Olin that he had chosen the right padawan to take under his wing. Shortly after the Rite he got his Jat'o and his Jat'i, and he wears them proudly.

Once all the Rites had been performed he went back to Coruscant to continue his training with Master Olin Avith and to meditate on the crystal he found and to build his own lightsaber. He fashioned the Saber like that of his master, with a slight bend in the hilt to allow for greater speed and moveability in combat.

He spent many years learning and making mistakes, but with the stern and gentle hand of his master he was guided to a greater understanding of the Force and finding peace. It was during those years that he manifested the ability to feel the emotions of those around him. This caused him to become distracted when someone’s feelings or pain was strong.
Master Olin Avith was a tough and stern man and wanted his padawan to learn skills that could save his life. One that he placed high on the ways of the force was Tutaminis, he would spend hours teaching this skill to Blokere. He failed often, but he slowly got stronger as time went on. He can now hold off an attack for a short time, if held for too long he becomes weak and must stop. But despite this he became a Jedi Knight, ready to take an apprentice..... or maybe later. He doesn’t feel ready to take a padawan and he wishes to get more experience before being responsible for a young one’s life.

But still he finds it hard to not to feel for his aging parents, he knows he can love them but having strong attachments can lead to a fall if not properly managed. Getting proper leave to visit his parents before cutting ties forever, he went to his homeworld. Upon getting there his mother took him to her original Clan, but instead of being greeted with smiles, they were told that Taishma had been seriously hurt. Blokere could feel the pain of those around him as if it was his own, he wished to help them. But they were too late in getting there and he knew that Taishma would soon die. He watched as the family and clan went into mourning, that was when he noticed that two of the children were force sensitive. He couldn't help but wonder why he hadn't seen them in the Jedi temple. He wished to talk to them, to ask why he had not seen them at the Jedi Temple or in any of his travels, but his mother told him not to. Why his mother said no, is something that he ponders often. Maybe it was to spare the family pain of the questions or maybe it was something his mother knew, that he did not.

While away from Coruscant on unofficial business he got news that the Temple had been attacked, his first instinct was to rush back. But the words of his old Master and his father came to mind. He would have to go about this with a sound and clear mind, make a plan and act on it.

Personality and/or Motivation:

Blokere can be hard headed at times, but mostly he trusts his gut and thinks thing through. (which is why most think he is hard headed) He can be an idealist with wanting to do things so everyone benefits, even if its not practical. He likes to find peace, even in the small things, he has to with all the horror he has seen in the galaxy. He is clever or at least he thinks he is, as he always finds a way to get out of trouble. (that's after getting himself into it in the first place)
He has a habit of rubbing the back of his neck when he is confused, stressed, frustrated, or tired. (so he his rubbing his neck nearly all the time.)
Blokere tries to find time to meditate each day as he tends to get cranky if he doesn't, its a habit he doesn't intend to break anytime soon.

Player’s long term goals:

I don't see Blokere going easily to the dark side. Which will most likely lead to his death if caught. Though I would like to see him tested. The only way I can see him turning is what is mentioned below. He often lives by this saying, "There is no greater sacrifice, than giving ones life for another. No matter how unworthy they might be. "

Dark Side
In order to make Blokere turn to the dark side, one must give him a damn good reason to turn. They can threaten and/or kill what little family he has, he will not budge. But maybe romantic love will be his down fall, as thats one thing he wishes to have.

Oh and mostly I just want to have fun :)

Relations:

Olin Avith - He was Blokere's Jedi Master for many years and a strong willed man that believed in his padawan. Last the Blokere heard was that he was at the Jedi temple when it was sacked.
Jayda Mirthios - He didn't know her personally, but he knew that she was part of his mothers old Clan. He also knows that she is force sensitive and was hurting the last time he saw her. He wonders about her often.
Koren Omi-Ren - Met on Manaan when Blokere was on leave, they talked and practiced revitalization together.
Final Point - Secrets: N/A at the moment.

Penoraya T'mivus - Raya

Seductress

Civilian Information

Species:
Asari
Age:
308
Gender:
Female
Height:
5'7
Weight
190lbs
Class:
Vanguard
Biotic potency:
Yes (all asari have biotics)


Years Spent in Active Combat:
102 years of blasting people away.
Armaments:

- M-11 Suppressor pistol
- javelin sniper rifle
- frag grenades
- Hahne-Kedar G -912 assault rifle
- M-9 Tempest submachine gun

Armor:

- Ariake Technologies - Mercenary Armor (Medium)
- securitel helmet

Advance Specializations:

Nemesis - years refining her Biotic and combat skills have made her a deadly weapon. Her abilities to lift and warp are much better than most Vanguard's. Her ability to use weapons have also increased, but mostly it's her Biotics that pack the real punch.

Skillset:

- Shockwave (advanced)
- Lift/pull
- warp
- hand to hand combat
- medic (basic)
- biotic barrier
- improvised weapons training
- seductive prowess

Favored Powers:
She loves using Shockwave, she likes watching people get flung around.
She also likes using her incinerary amo, she likes watching her enemies burn.


Traits:

• Clever - Raya has never been one to make a uninformed choice. She weighs the good and the bad and goes from there. She has been know to skirt around the law on many planets and stations (including the Citadel), as she always or most of the time finds a loop hole in the system.
• Adventurous - Maybe it's just the Maiden stage that she's in that makes her want to explore and find new things. Or this is truly her. She loves going to new places and exploring and finding treasures that no one else has.
• Fearless - Raya has not been one to fear the unknown, either it be a seemingly impossible situation or trying something completely new. She believes there is no time for fear, as it stops you from doing what you want or need to do.

Flaws:

• Cold - Raya has been noted to seem cold or uncaring towards others. She can easily take a life if it will save the lives of others. She doesn't let many people get too close to her and holds them at arms length. This doesn't mean she won't have your back, it just means she could care less if you are having a "bad" day.
• Fearless - This same trait has gotten her into more trouble than she cares to admit. She has picked fights that later has turned into battles and has earned many enemies. She has also gotten former squad mates into trouble because of her fearlessness, as they tended to freeze up with doubt/fear and ended up either getting killed or at least shot.
• Sadistic - Ever watched some burn from your ammo, or get flung around from your biotics like a doll, or tear someone apart? Raya has and she kind of enjoys it, especially if she thinks they deserve it. She likes inflicting pain and sometimes receiving it. Basically she can be a rather scary person when she gets into this mode.

Pysch Profile:

Raya loves playing the game of cat and mouse, usually with her being the cat. She knows the score on Omega and anyone soft or unprepared will get beat up, mugged or killed. She also knows that there is little justice for those that this has happened to. That is why she puts on a cold and hard exterior, it deters most people from messing with her. Plus it helps her rep and stops the noobs from starting anything they will regret later.

But that is just one side of the coin that is Raya. She has been known to seduce just about anyone who she finds worthy of her time. Not many can hold out from an asari, as their body beckons you, their eyes promise to fulfill your deepest desires and their words fall like honey on your ears. And Raya has taken full advantage of her seductive powers and beds anyone she pleases, regardless of their gender or species. But none of her encounters mean much but a fun night.

Backstory:

Raya was born on Illium to a powerful matron, who was reaching matriarch stage, and a Krogan warlord. Her parents were the talk of most asari circles, as they had been together longer than most asari pairing. Raya was the youngest of four sisters and always seemed to be getting into trouble, which always made her father laugh with pride. He often said that she had more of him in her than her mother, and her mother agreed.

Raya had a good life and loved her family deeply. But all that changed when she was about 25yrs old. A Mercenary group, hired by an unknown business person, came to their apartment shooting anything that moved. She watched as her second oldest sister, Trazi, was gunned down by the intruders. Her father punched a hole in the wall and pulled out a gun she never knew was there. Her father fought with anger she had never seen before and it scared her. It was then she was grabbed by her oldest sister, Libbia, and was taken to the other side of the apartment. As she was following her sister she looked back to see her father ripping the head off a salarian and her mother sending a Shockwave into the crowded doorway of their home.

Her and her two sisters ran to the other side of the apartment only to be met by more Mercenaries. Libbia threw up a biotic barrier before yelling at Miri to get her out of here. There was a sudden explosion in the front of the house, which shook the place. Libbia kept her barrier up as the enemy kept shooting and was yelling at Miri and Raya to run when she stopped short. Raya and her sister looked back to see their father coming down the hall with their mothers dead body in his arms. The memory of seeing her mother's face half gone would be something that will haunt her for the rest of her life.

Upon seeing his children in trouble their father gently placed his mates body down, kissed her one good cheek and ran into the gun fire. Raya knew her father was doing this to protect his children and wanting to die as he couldn't live without his mate. This gave her and her sisters a chance to flee, but Libbia stayed to give her little sisters a better chance to get away.
Miri and Raya ran to the balcony and were about to jump to their neighbors when Raya heard her sister gasp. She turned to see an Omi-tool blade sticking out of her sisters chest and purple blood coming from her mouth. Raya screamed and lost her balance on the rail and fell off the edge.

She woke up in a hospital bed, confused and scared. The doctors told her that she fell onto passing skycar but they wanted to know what happened and why she jumped. Confused she didn't say anything but asked to go home. This gave the doctors sad looks as if they pitied her, that when they told her that she had been in a coma for a year and that her family had been killed by an unknown terrorist group. She remembered then and wished she never woke up.

After all that things get a little blurry, as Raya spent most of her time traveling and dancing in bars to make money and on occasion she would take money for a "fun night". She became addicted to red sand for a while before running into a mercenary who gloated about a job he took 51 years before. As he told the story to her and the few others they were with, she realized that he was telling them of the job that killed her family. Rage boiled in her stomach until it was too much to handle.
She lashed out with all the biotic power she could muster and killed him instantly. Those around her screamed and ran away while others asked why the hell she did that. "He killed my family!" Was all she said before walking away.

She remained a dancer for a while but the thought of killing that merc and getting a small amount of justice was intoxicating. Killing was like a drug and one that was addicting, but she wasn't going to kill just anyone. She was going to kill those that deserved a bullet to the head.

She spent a few decades refining her skills in combat and biotics before fully committing herself to being a vigilante. Every time she kills she imagines that it's the ones that killed her family and she enjoys watching them die.


Character Motivation:
Raya simply wants to kill or make life hell for those she thinks are bad people. She doesn't care for love (or that's what she thinks now) and she's not looking to settle down anytime soon.
But her biggest motivation is finding the one who had the order sent to kill her family.

Significant Relations:
Her Family - all are dead, but she loved them every much. She was closest with Trazi (her second oldest sister).
Other than her family, she has had no significant relationships as she holds them at arms length (deep down she is afraid of losing them)

Opinions on Others:







Awesome Theme Song: (optional)
Other:

Name:
Mariah Amor
Gender:
Female
Age:
23
Height:
5'6
Sexuality:
Hetero (but might be swayed to bi)



Traits

• Polite - Mariah has grown up in high society and it has been expected of her to be polite to all that she encounters.
• Kind - She can be every kind, sometimes over bairingly so, this causes some to get angry at her but she simply forgives them (though she is often hurt by this). They later apologize to her, seeing that they hurt her feelings.
• Clever - Mariah has never been one to make a uninformed choice. She weighs the good and the bad and goes from there.
• Snake abilities - She has a venomous bite, can move fast and can squeeze the life out of her victims. She is an effective killer.

Flaws

• Naive - Sometimes you wonder if she is truly not all there or if she is faking it. Truthfully she is willingly naive, as she rather not believe some of the thing she hears. Plus she heard that men like "dumb" girls.
• Easily Hurt - Mariah's feelings can be easily hurt, but then it is kind of expected with her being a sheltered high society brat. She expects everyone to show her respect, but she is finding thats just not the case.
• Cold Intolerance - After being turned into a monster (being half snake) she has become intolerant of the cold. If she becomes chilled she slows down and gets sleepy. If she gets too cold she will die.
• Addicted to Power - She is finding it hard not becoming addicted to the power of the change. She hopes that she can withhold from losing herself, though her hopes are dwindling.

Backstory:

Mariah was born to a wealthy old money family, who had been in business since the invention of the clockworks. She has known nothing but an easy, leisurely kind of life. She is the second youngest child of Sir Ronald Amor and Lady Vivian Amor, she has six siblings all together. She is the only girl out of the seven children and this has earned her much protection from her older brothers.
Her brothers always gave her what she wanted even before she ever asked for it. She was viewed as a brat by some and totally loved by others, though for either one of those two groups she was polite to. Which made some believe that she was faking her kindness, for some maybe, but for the most part she is truly being kind.
Mariah truly believed growing up that everyone loved her and that she was a breath of fresh air when someone was feeling down. But then that's how her brothers acted around her, either to please her and have her leave quickly or they really did feel better around her, she will never know.

As she grew older and into her feminine body, she began to catch the eyes of men everywhere. It didn't matter how old or young they were, they all found her beautiful and wished to take her as their bride. Mariah found this rather quite fun, as she had them all wrapped her little finger, just like her brothers. But she wanted someone worth noting, someone that would be the envy of all who saw them together. Sure there were some like that, but they didn't have the grandeur she was looking for. That was when she got invitation to Lord Nixus's Masquerade. She was beyond words in her excitement and couldn't wait to go to the party. Her eldest brother was a little worried about her going to the masque alone, but she quickly put his fears to rest.

Upon arrival to the château she was in awe, but she came here on a mission. She was going to somehow catch the eye of Lord Nixus and hopefully make a good impression. But she was quickly disappointed as the Lord was no where to be found. She mingled with the guests that seemed to be from all over the kingdom, it was rather nice to see new faces. That was when a servant girl tapped her on the shoulder and told her that Lord Nixus wished to see her.

At the time she was truly honored to meet him, but that was quickly dashed when he placed his brand on her.

She is now horrified with what she has become or at least turn into. She can't fight her masters callings and she does what he asks her without much complaint. Though she wishes to be free of the curse and to go home and live a normal life.

Character Motivation:
To find a cure for the curse and to live a normal life. But she feels herself becoming addicted to the power of the change, she just hopes they can find that cure in time before she is no longer herself.

Opinion Of Others: (What does your character think of the other characters in the rp?)

Other:

Gifted
FxM or FxF
The wind whips your face, the cold bites at your hands, the hard rocky ground slices your feet. But you ignore the pain, you have to or risk being caught. You can hear the yells and the howls behind you, but you must keep running, you must not slow. You are being hunted. Why? Because you are different. How are you different? Once you turned 18 one of your eyes changed colour, a sign that you have a gift. What kind of gift? No one really knows as you could be good at singing, being enable to enchant someone with your voice. Maybe you are a good dancer enchanting people with your body, maybe you can take peoples pain away or maybe you can tell lies and people believe you even if they know the truth. You could have any gift.
But it doesn't matter, you are being hunted and if caught you could be killed or made a slave depending on your gift.
(OOC: Can be a small group or 1x1...... can still work on the setting and stuff)

Howling in the Night
- More of a MxF but open to FxF
-MC (a male werewolf) is young and wanting to prove himself to the 'new' females that are at mating age. YC (young beautiful werewolf) is unsure if she wants to have a mate. But YC is one that every male in pack wants (can be born of 'high' status or whatever you like), many males fight over you. You know that the ones that win are never vary nice, faith and providing as they are, they treat you almost like a brood mare. You are nothing but a way to continue the bloodlines, at least thats how you think. MC at first thinks the same as the others, as that was how he was raised. But after talking to YC (either before or after) he changes his mind set and tries to show that he is more than average male brute. YC though thinks its a trick.....

Odd Arrangement
You knew your parents would marry you off one day, as it was customary for your people. You knew that your parents were searching for a suitable husband for you, but you disliked all the men that they had in mind for you. They were rich, old and grumpy men that only wanted a young girl to play with and you had no intention of bedding them on your wedding night.
You now wait for your wedding party to take you down to the alter so you may take part in your wedding. You are nervous and afraid of who your parents have picked for you, was it the abusive man that tried to take advantage of you? Or was it the really old fellow that was nice, just too old for you? You are not sure. Once you have reached the alter you notice how your spouse concealed from you. You can not see his eyes, hands, lips or even body figure. You are confused but let the wedding and celebration afterward continue, all the while not hearing or seeing who your spouse is.
Your wedding party take you to your room which you will now share with partner, a lot is expected of you tonight. You see that your spouse is already waiting for you in your bed. Once the final ritual is complete you are alone with your spouse.
You suddenly feel a soft hand on your shoulder lightly rubbing, this confuses you as none of the men you have seen have soft hands or were this gentle. "Relax, I'm not going to make you do anything." The voice is female! What one earth have your parents arranged?

Shifters Nightmare
-FxF or MxF
There had always been shifters in the world and they were treated like gods and goddesses in the beginning, but as time went on things began to change. Soon non-shifting humans began to slowly hate their shifting counter parts and tension began to build between the two. All they needed was a spark and a war would break and it wasn't long until a spark was lit. No one knows which side killed a mixed family, but it was enough to cause a war. The war raged world wide for over a decade until non shifting humans found a way to control the shifters. The shifters army fell to the humans and were soon nearly wiped out, but there were humans that saw profit in keeping a few alive. Taking the children away from their parents, they raised them to be servants/pets or even fighters.
OOC: I have a few idea's were this could go depending on the sexual pairing

-MxF can be FxF
You are not aloud to fall in love and if you do fall in love one of you will die, mostly the less useful one. This is to teach you and everyone else that love is a useless emotion as your love couldn't save the one that you loved most. This is the society that you now live in, you don't know your parents as you were bred and as soon as you were born you were taken away from your mother. So you go about your business not bothering to do anything other then what you were assigned to do each day. You think that you are happy and content. One day though as you were shopping for your meal that you would have later, you see two people holding hands. You can tell by their body language, even as they try to hide it, that they love each other.
A pang in your chest, surprises you and you realize that you are jealous. But how? You never thought about love, you never even considered it. But now you feel empty and the 'happiness' that you once had is gone. You try to forget about it and get on with your life, you find out then that you were selected to be bred. Around this time a man suddenly appears in your life, he tries to get to know you and make you smile.
You begin to feel something for this man, but you wonder if this is a set up or if its for real. If it's a set up you are in danger but if not then you are both in danger. Either way someone is going to get hurt. Question is can you surrender yourself to this emotion or are you too hard wired to feel nothing.

-MxF
Blood drips down his claws as he finished his last victim, he had gotten many sacrifices from the lands that surrounded his mountain. Many were young maidens but a few were young strong men. He was surprised that they didn't flinch as he kill each of them one by one, of course he did so quickly after using them. He longed for a mate though, but since most of his kind lived far away in the lands of their birth, he was stuck here. Alone he must stay until every 100 years when the lands around his mountain gave him sacrifices. He made his way out of his warm cave to the cool crisp night air, he would bless the lands that sacrificed to him and curse those that did not. He placed a claw into the spring that bubbled near the entrance of his cave, the spring he knew turned into the five rivers that fed the lands far below.
He roared out into the silent night air as his wings gave one mighty flap, it was to let the mortals know that he was pleased and that he would not attack them. Slowly then he shifted from his beast form to that of the mortals before returning to his cave. He would fly later or maybe he would sleep for the next 100 years until it was time to receive his sacrifices again.
Not even 40 years pass when a village is fallen ill and scared that they will lose everyone that they choose a young but spirited girl to be sacrificed to the high Dragon. The girl doesn't wish to be sacrificed so is tied to a stake and placed at the foot of the mountain for the dragon to take her and bless the village.

Name:
Asger
Age:
29
Gender:
Male
Height:
6'0

Pysch Profile

Traits:

Clever||Fearless||Quiet||Dedicated||Adventurous||Charming

Flaws:

Battle Worn||Easily Annoyed||Quick to Fight||Can be Cold||Doesn’t Easily Trust Others

Backstory:
Asger is the son Durk and Milla, he is also older brother to Zella. He comes from strong blood and was taught in all things that it took to become a warrior. Even from a young age the clan chief knew that he would have another strong young warrior. But what was plain to everyone was Asger's anger. He was too quick to draw his blade, both his father and mother tried to right this in their son.

But they couldn't seemed to ease his eager inner warrior. So they kept him in situations where he didn't have to be diplomatic. Because of his adventurous spirit he didn't take a wife when he came of age, though this didn't stop him from flirting with some of the other girls in his Clan.

When the clan was attacked by a rival clan, they were caught unprepared. Asger was by the river with a girl when he heard the screams of his Clan. He rushed back in time to see his chief being cut down. But that didn't stop the clan from fighting their hardest.
Asger went in search of his family only to find his sister covered in the blood of her husband and their parents. Grabbing her he took her and whoever else he could find and lead them away. He knew that the if didn't take them away they were as good as dead. It killed him inside to do it but he had no choice.

Now he is with the few surviving people his Clan being pushed into hostile and unknown territory

[ n a m e ] "My name is Jake Brenden Soul."
[ n i c k n a m e ] "You may call me Jake,Jay, or Soul"
[ a g e ] "I'm 20 yrs old"
[ b i r t h ] "I was born on the 6th of June, in Alberta Canada"
[ g e n d e r ] "Ummm...Male."
[ o r i g i n ] "Canada!"



[ p h y s i c a l ][ a p p e a r a n c e ]
"I'm tall and have some well defined muscles in my arms and core and some strong leg muscles as well. I'm not a hairy person and my skin is really soft and smooth. I like wearing jeans and band t-shirts, I'm not into the preppy stuff but I'm not into the emo punk stuff either. I guess I'm inbetween then."
[ e y e ][ c o l o r ]
"Dark milk chocolate when in the sun and dark brown (almost black) when in poor light."
[ h a i r ][ c o l o r ]
"I have long, thick raven black hair that is softer and shinier then most girls hair. Which I keep pulled back half the time, but I know you want to feel it."
[ e t h n i c i t y ]
" I'm Native American, with light mocha brown skin..... Lovely huh?"
[ h e i g h t ]
"I'm 6'2 which is roughly 1.83 meters."
[ w e i g h ]
"I weigh 200lbs which is 90.7 kilos."
[ m o d i f i c a t i o n s ]
" I have tribal tattoo's on both shoulders, they look like This.



[ p e r s o n a l i t y ]
Kind/caring- Jake is one that would go out of his way for just about anyone that would ask him for help, he usually puts other before himself which causes him a lot of heart ache since people end up just using him. But still, he would do anything for anyone all they need to do is ask. He's also one that would take care of you if you are ill or just need some down time from lifes drama.

Loyal- Jake doesn't turn his back easily on those that he is loyal to, so once you gained his friendship and his loyalty he will stand by you even if he knows you are in the wrong. It takes alot to lose his loyalty, you would have to do more then just break his heart which means you would have to really, really hurt someone he really cares about/loves in order to lose this guys loyalty.

Hard Worker- Born and raised in the country for most of his life he learned the value of work. He's not one to quit on a job or take a break half way through, if he's working he wants to get it done and get it done properly. He would slave all day if his body would let him.

Adventurous- Jake doesn't mind doing wild and insane things if it means fun and adventure, but he is also content with just going for a hike or just trying new food he never tried before. Even when he's in dare devil mode he takes the time to think about the consequences since he wouldn't want others to get hurt from his actions.

Hard Headed- Sometimes Jake can be set in his ways which usually means that others label him as being hard headed, but Jake doesn't care since he usually has a valid reason for being hard headed.

Silent but deadly- When Jake gets mad he gets really quiet and slightly withdrawn, he often looks like he might kill something if he is really angry. He will give people the silent treatment while taking his frustration out in his work, which means he will try to work more often which usually makes him exhausted.

Jake is one of many colors and can't really be summerized in full but in general he is a loving, kind/caring, and loyal person. Some things he may show you this is by either cooking a nice meal for you, cleaning, fixing things, buying things for you, taking you out for some sort of adventure and just being there for you if you need him.
"Yeah you love me already."
[ h i s t o r y ]
Jake was born and raised in the country just along the border of Canada and the States, he never knew his father as he died shortly after he was born. His mother never re-married since she said that his father was the only man she could ever truly love other then him of course. Life growing up was hard since they rarely had any money and kids would often tease him at school since he wore old clothes and hand-me-downs. Jake would watch as his mother struggled to keep the farm and find work, he remembers nights as a kid when his mother would bring strange men home at the time he didn't understand but he does know. He swore to never let his mother stoop that low for money ever again, so he began to take up jobs where ever they popped up during the summer and would go back home during the school year.
But once he turned 17, his mother got real sick and had to go to the hospital. During that time that his mom was in the hospital Jake quit school (even though his mother protested) and began to work in order to pay for his mothers hospital bills, but she wasn't getting better. One day when he went to visit his mother he found her dead in her hospital bed holding a note addressed to him saying. My dear son, I'm sorry for the poor quality of life I have given you. But I want to tell you that I'm proud of you and that I will always love you. Take care of yourself and be all that you can be. With all the love in the world, mom.
Jake's world spiralled down for a while after the funeral and he did things he knew weren't right, but he calls those times the dark ages now. After pulling himself out of the "dark" Jake wanted to experience life again and try to live up to his mothers expectation she had for him.
"Sad story huh?".
[ l o v e s ]
"Nature, animals, trucks, being around other people, being alone when I need to think..... girls...... hey I'm a guy."
[ h a t e s ]
"Well I dislike, lies, cheaters, cockiness, girls that wear too much make-up, needles, scary movies........ I could go one but I don't think you want to hear them all."
[ f a m i l y ]
"My father's name was David Greg Soul and my mother's name was Marie Raven Soul and I have no siblings."



[ c r u s h ]
N/A
[ o r i e n t a t i o n ]
Straight
[ s t a t u s ]
Single



[ p o w e r ]
Water
[ s t r e n g t h s ]
Hunting, swimming, hiking, skying, anything the involves physical activity. History.
[ w e a k n e s s e s ]
Math, english, science, school in general. Music is another thing he's not good at. Also being nice as most people take advantage of that.
[ u s e s ]
WIP






[ n a m e ] "Krone Helsing"
[ n i c k n a m e ] "Helsing."
[ a g e ] "25 yrs roughly"
[ b i r t h ] "none of your business"
[ g e n d e r ] "Male"
[ o r i g i n ] "Why do you care to know?"



[ p h y s i c a l ][ a p p e a r a n c e ]
"I'm tall and lean, though muscular. I have a sharp look, or so people say, as my jaw line is vary angular and my nose comes to a point. I like to stay in shape as you never know when someone wants to break your neck, though as I said before I'm lean so you can't tell just how strong I am. "
[ e y e ][ c o l o r ]
"Green"
[ h a i r ][ c o l o r ]
"Black"
[ e t h n i c i t y ]
" None of your business, so back off!"
[ h e i g h t ]
"6'6"
[ w e i g h ]
"195lbs"
[ m o d i f i c a t i o n s ]
"Oh wouldn't you like to know."



[ p e r s o n a l i t y ]
Aggressive: Krone is really aggressive and will not care to run over if you get in his way. If you are brave enough to challenge him physically, you better be ready for him to be overly aggressive and enraged.

Head Strong: Krone usually doesn't care to hear what others have to say, but when he does and your views go against his own he will become head strong and say that you are wrong. Even if you make a good argument or are right he will still say that you are wrong. Also as soon as he has made up his mind on something there is little anyone can do to change it.

Withdrawn/Silent: Krone doesn't like to talk much and its rare for anyone to get a full conversation from him. He doesn't like people to much so he finds that he has no need for words. If you do happen to get him to talk it means that he finds you interesting though once he loses interest he will stop talking to you.

Fight/Flight: Krone has a strong self preservation and will either fight, if he thinks he can win, or run, if he thinks that the threat is to great. He wont normally save others unless he finds them interesting.

Curious: Krone can be quite curious in certain things and once he is curious about something he will go to no ends to figure out everything about the thing he is interested in.
[ h i s t o r y ]
........
[ l o v e s ]
"Guns, swords, dark shadows, being on my own."
[ h a t e s ]
"People, most animals, books, most nice things. "
[ f a m i l y ]
"I have no family."



[ c r u s h ]
N/A
[ o r i e n t a t i o n ]
Straight
[ s t a t u s ]
Single



[ p o w e r ]
......
[ s t r e n g t h s ]
.......
[ w e a k n e s s e s ]
........
[ u s e s ]
WIP

Name: Jackie Marie Smith
Title: Jack or Miss Marie or girl or whore
Age: 19
Height: 5'5
Appearance:
Jackie is a sturdy girl with a thicker frame, she is well muscled and can handle any form of work. She is a sweet and innocent looking girl with long brown hair that falls in gentle waves and curls on her shoulders. She has hazel eye and light olive coloured skin. She has well defined feminine body with gentle curves. She only has two dresses, both of which are tattered and slightly dirty. They don't hug her figure tightly, but they do let you know that she shapely.
She has a few small scars on her body, but the biggest one is on her back from right shoulder to left hip. (Got it from a Noble who caught her stealing when she was thirteen)



Weapons: A dagger strapped to her thigh
Db: Doubloons 0

Have they ever been out to sea?
Yeah
If so, how long ago?
Back when I was about ten
What does your character do to get cash?
I work at the whore house, serving men ale and tending to their needs..... On occasion I steal from blokes, but only when monies tight.
Have they had run ins with the law?
Yeah, a few times. Once when I stole an apple and another when I slapped a Naval Officer, I swears though I didn't know. I thought him another greasy rat that wanted a tumble on my time off. If I known I would of taken the time to please him.
Favorite haunt?
'The Naughty Nymph' Whorehouse. Not my favorite place but I work there, I don't go else where much.
Why are they in Bastion?
I have no choice but to be 'ere. No family and never enough money ter get off, means I stay.

Name:
Nixus Strongheart
Age:
28
Rank:
Warrior / hunter
Wolf Form:
He is a sandy coloured wolf

Name: Miriam (Miri) Aveline T'mavus
Age: 25
Height: 5'7
Info: -Miri is a young woman with many talents and interests, with her families wealth and influence they gave her opportunity to indulge those interests.
- She is the youngest of 7 children
- Strong willed
- Light purple eyes