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Member
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2 yrs ago
Name: Meesha Blue
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Birthday: Unknown
Profession: Thief (occasionally for hire depending on pay)
Background: Meesha is an orphan, who was abandoned in front of a Church of Vena, taken care of, and sent to an orphanage at the age of 7, carrying the blessings and teachings of Vena with him. Meesha hated the orphanage, running away at 10 years old. He lived on the streets for 2 months, stealing food and merchandise throughout Vorak, until a group of bandits took a liking to him and recruited him as their own. He spent 10 years running with these bandits, who treated him like family, until eventually, a bounty hunter assassinated the entire group, sparing Meesha. He's spent the last 2 years building his wealth as a thief, and searching for the bounty hunter who murdered his only family. At 16 Meesha built a 3 foot tall Machina Robot by the name of Ten, whom he's kept with him since.
Nation: Vorak
Skills: Explosives, Speed, Stealth, Agile (climbing) Lockpicking, Hacking, Crafting, Stealing, Sword/Dagger combat, Hand to Hand, Rifle Training. Meesha's robot Ten is a type of third eye to him, Meesha can see what Ten see's using his goggles. Ten can also upload satellite or camera images/video for Meesha to see.
Fighting style: Meesha fights by throwing homemade explosives he keeps in his green bag at all times, and also dual wields two daggers made from machina steel, along with a machina pistol and homemade carbine rifle. He's very crafty, and has the ability to create traps and sabotage his enemies. Due to his speed, stealth, and agility Meesha also uses the environment to his advantage, usually climbing high and dropping bombs below, or escaping his targets sight and shooting them from behind.
Talent: Meesha's talent allows him to regenerate any objects he comes into contact with within about a 10 yard radius. If he's sitting in a chair he can generate a copy right next to him, but the size and number are a factor. Meesha can grab a rock in his hand and turn it into twenty with minimum focus, but say he wants to regenerate a bus or large vehicle, that will require a lot of concentration, and he'll only be able to generate 1.
Defense: Due to Meesha's ability to regenerate almost anything he touches, it is possible for him to generate obstacles as a type of shield to protect him. If Meesha's standing on a metal floor and being shot at, he can generate the surface of the floor in front of him to block the bullets.
Personality: Meesha is very energetic, hyper, loud, and confident in his ability. He loves to be the center of attention and speaks his mind, always being straightforward with people, but not in a negative way, he simply has alot to say. He comes off as childish and juvenile but occasionally has moments where he's calm, collective, and serious. But other than that he's very sincere and friendly.
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Birthday: Unknown
Profession: Thief (occasionally for hire depending on pay)
Background: Meesha is an orphan, who was abandoned in front of a Church of Vena, taken care of, and sent to an orphanage at the age of 7, carrying the blessings and teachings of Vena with him. Meesha hated the orphanage, running away at 10 years old. He lived on the streets for 2 months, stealing food and merchandise throughout Vorak, until a group of bandits took a liking to him and recruited him as their own. He spent 10 years running with these bandits, who treated him like family, until eventually, a bounty hunter assassinated the entire group, sparing Meesha. He's spent the last 2 years building his wealth as a thief, and searching for the bounty hunter who murdered his only family. At 16 Meesha built a 3 foot tall Machina Robot by the name of Ten, whom he's kept with him since.
Nation: Vorak
Skills: Explosives, Speed, Stealth, Agile (climbing) Lockpicking, Hacking, Crafting, Stealing, Sword/Dagger combat, Hand to Hand, Rifle Training. Meesha's robot Ten is a type of third eye to him, Meesha can see what Ten see's using his goggles. Ten can also upload satellite or camera images/video for Meesha to see.
Fighting style: Meesha fights by throwing homemade explosives he keeps in his green bag at all times, and also dual wields two daggers made from machina steel, along with a machina pistol and homemade carbine rifle. He's very crafty, and has the ability to create traps and sabotage his enemies. Due to his speed, stealth, and agility Meesha also uses the environment to his advantage, usually climbing high and dropping bombs below, or escaping his targets sight and shooting them from behind.
Talent: Meesha's talent allows him to regenerate any objects he comes into contact with within about a 10 yard radius. If he's sitting in a chair he can generate a copy right next to him, but the size and number are a factor. Meesha can grab a rock in his hand and turn it into twenty with minimum focus, but say he wants to regenerate a bus or large vehicle, that will require a lot of concentration, and he'll only be able to generate 1.
Defense: Due to Meesha's ability to regenerate almost anything he touches, it is possible for him to generate obstacles as a type of shield to protect him. If Meesha's standing on a metal floor and being shot at, he can generate the surface of the floor in front of him to block the bullets.
Personality: Meesha is very energetic, hyper, loud, and confident in his ability. He loves to be the center of attention and speaks his mind, always being straightforward with people, but not in a negative way, he simply has alot to say. He comes off as childish and juvenile but occasionally has moments where he's calm, collective, and serious. But other than that he's very sincere and friendly.
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Member
Seen
2 yrs ago
Name: Measha Kenomoeru
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Race: Human
Appearance:
"May the flaming will and warm heart of the Kenomoeru family guide me in this battle"
Personality: At first glance Measha appears to be very disciplined and strict the way he walks and talks in a uniform like fashion, but this is only an appearance. Those who get to know him will find out he's very friendly, sincere and kind. He's straightforward and honest with people, a good listener with a sense of humor and very respectful to those superior to him. He will gladly go out of his way to help those in need, especially his friends, but don't let this kind image fool you, when it's time to get serious, Measha will be fierce, he loves to prove his worth. A natural sense of ambition and a cunning, crafty mindset, he can hold his own with ease.
Likes: Being active, training, finding different ways to improve himself. He loves to talk and get to know people, and enjoys helping, tea and eating, lots of eating, and Nature, Measha loves the outdoors and sunny days. Perfect for tea, training and eating, but relaxation is also important from time to time.
Dislikes: Liars, followers, those who don't speak for themselves or abuse the trust of him or other people. Cheaters are also an issue, along with laziness and excuses. Measha doesn't like when people are rude and mean to him or others, and will confront those who are. And the cold, anywhere that's cold.
Fears: Failure. not being good or strong enough, not living a fulfilled life, loneliness, isolation, feeling weak or inferior. He's also claustrophobic, and can't stand closed or tight spaces.
Guild: Azure Dragon
Rank: D Rank
Guild Tattoo: Forearm
Meaning: A place to do good, help people, become stronger, achieve his goals and practice his ambitions, enjoy the company of others overall, this guild is a chance to become a better person and enjoy his time doing so.
Magic: Flaming Fists (Pyrokinetic Magic)
Caster or Holder: Caster
Description: Pyrokinetic Combat is a Hand to Hand fighting style that incorporates the use of Fire Magic. When activated at will, the body temperature of Measha merge's with the wind and air of the environment allowing him to generate flames in his hands and feet in a moments notice. Measha is naturally fast, and uses this speed to attack opponents head on using Martial Arts, each punch and kick accompanied by flames, increasing the damage dealt. The ability to generate these flames lies solely in the temperature of Measha's body. The colder the environment, the weaker his attacks are.
Whirlwind: Measha begins to spin in place (similar to that of a ballet dancer) using the momentum to generate flames that begin to surround the area around him, Measha begins to increase his speed thus making the surrounding flames larger, and finishes off by guiding the flames with a push like gesture launching a fireball at high speeds towards the target/opponent.
Flame Cloak: Measha begins to spin in a similar fashion as used in the Whirlwind technique, but instead of launching the flames towards the target he focuses them on surrounding his body, thus creating a large cloak of fire surrounding his entire body, he may then move the fire surrounding him at will using attacks, for example: Measha may punch and kick an opponent standing 10 yards in front of him, when he motions to punch, the flames surrounding him extend from the arm formed as a fist and launch towards the opponent, making contact and doing damage, and then disperse as the next punch/kick begins to extend. If the opponent dodges the flame will merely disperse into the air.
Flame Clones: To activate this technique Measha first must be surrounded by his Flame Cloak. He then crouches down, putting his hands together, concentrating the energy of the fire surrounding his body to take his form, and begin to move about with a mind of its own and attack the opponent. Measha may generate up to 4 of these clones, the more generated, the weaker Measha becomes a each take 1/4th of his Magic. If a clone is defeated the energy returns to Measha's body. If the maximum of 4 clones are generated Measha's attacks will no longer generate fire, and he will only be able to attack and defend himself naturally using his knowledge of martial arts.
History: Measha was born in a small village to a local merchant, Fargo and his wife Selena . He was to inherit the family business of trade and merchandise, which was doing considerably well, but Measha couldn't help but find it all dull and boring, and felt he was meant for more than just trading. Even so he continued to work with the family, it was his responsibility and he would live up to it. When Measha was 10, an old man moved into the village, nobody knew his name, and took to calling him Sensei due to his obvious Japanese background. Always wearing robes with japanese writing and tattered sandals, the old man known as sensei would merely walk around the village aimlessly, conversing, giving advice and helping where he could.
One day, the old man came to browse the merchants shop Measha would soon inherit. On this day Measha happened to be working in the shop, and began to recommend items for sale the old man could make use of. They ended up talking for a bit, and the Sensei took a liking to Measha, and invited him to visit his home some day, bought some remedies and fruits, then bid him farewell.
Measha was curious, besides the fact there was nothing to do, and so he took up Sensei's offer and decided to visit him. They enjoyed a special brew of tea developed by Sensei's family years ago, and conversed. Unbeknownst to Measha, Sensei wasn't merely conversing with him for fun. Sensei wanted to determine his worth, whether or not Measha was a good person, and would do good to the world.
Eventually Sensei reached a decision, and revealed to Measha a secret room in Sensei's home, the walls covered in Japanese monologues, paintings, and custom armor. In the middle of the room stood a unique set of clothing worn by a mannequin, with the word "Kenomoeru" engraved on the left arm, meaning "Flaming Fists" Measha was at awe. Sensei then began to read a book which also had the word "Kenomoeru" engraved on the front.
The book told of Sensei's family, the Kenomoeru, creators and masters of the Pyrokinetic fighting style, and their war with a rival clan known as the Hyuuga, who also managed to master the Pyrokinetic fighting style, but believed that power like this should be used to inflict fear upon the people and kill any and all who oppose their ideals and culture. Where as the Kenomoeru thought the opposite, and believed it should be used to help those in need, and keep people safe from danger. Over the years they fought, but the evil, anger desire and will of the Hyuuga prevailed. The numbers of the Kenomoeru family began to dwindle, eventually becoming instinct.
Sensei is the last member of the Kenomoeru family, and has been wandering for years, letting fate guide him to a successor, whom he may pass on the teachings and ideology of the Kenomoeru. He was not looking for a strong, mighty warrior, as they could be led onto the same path as the Hyuuga. Sensei searched for someone with good in their heart, and a passion for friends and family. Sensei proposed to Measha that he would teach him the lost art of the Kenomoeru fighting style, only if he promised to carry on the will and heart of the Kenomoeru Family. Measha agreed, and on that day, his training began.
for 6 years Measha trained in secret with Sensei, first adapting to the fighting style of the Kenomoeru, and eventually learning to generate fire, and incorporate them into his attacks. At 16 Measha was a fine warrior, but over time, Sensei grew older, and became sick. Each day becoming weaker than the one before, he warned Measha that his time will soon be up, but to not be worried, or sad, Sensei felt that he lived a full, prosperous life, and he would live on through Measha.
One night, a group of five warriors arrived to the village, all masters of the Flaming Fist. They were Hyuuga, and had tracked down the last trace of the Kenomoeru family. Leaving nothing to chance, they began to burn the village to the ground, and killing all who attempted to escape. Measha awoke to his family business in flames, and ran to find Sensei, luckily, his house was untouched. Inside, Sensei stood among his families belongings, holding the unique clothing bestowed to those inducted into the Kenomoeru family. As Measha arrived, Sensei commanded that he run. He would not survive the onslaught of the Hyuuga, he had to escape. Measha pleaded for Sensei to join him, but he refused. Measha was ready to go on his own, and he would only slow him down. Sensei presented the Kenomoeru uniform to Measha, and he accepted, then ran as the five Hyuuga warriors approached the house. Sensei prepared for one final whirlwind attack, as Measha ran into the night, Sensei's house burst into a mighty flame, killing him, along with the 5 Hyuuga members.
For three years Measha wandered, distraught at the loss of his village, family, and Sensei. But he felt the will and fire of the Kenomoeru within him, and so he carried on. Moving village to village, helping whenever and wherever he could, training everyday. Eventually he came across a sheet of paper, flying in the wind. It read; Welcome to your new guild hall members! Within this story you're a group of wizards, formally just a gang of friends hanging around a women's cabin, has somehow obtained the right to be called a magical guild! Your guild master has pulled many strings to get you people this, to start a guild from the ground up and take it to the very top of the build rankings! Be you man or women you have all gathered bonds to one another, be them weak or strong. Now it is the time to show what they really mean to you
He was off to join the Guild.
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Race: Human
Appearance:
Personality: At first glance Measha appears to be very disciplined and strict the way he walks and talks in a uniform like fashion, but this is only an appearance. Those who get to know him will find out he's very friendly, sincere and kind. He's straightforward and honest with people, a good listener with a sense of humor and very respectful to those superior to him. He will gladly go out of his way to help those in need, especially his friends, but don't let this kind image fool you, when it's time to get serious, Measha will be fierce, he loves to prove his worth. A natural sense of ambition and a cunning, crafty mindset, he can hold his own with ease.
Likes: Being active, training, finding different ways to improve himself. He loves to talk and get to know people, and enjoys helping, tea and eating, lots of eating, and Nature, Measha loves the outdoors and sunny days. Perfect for tea, training and eating, but relaxation is also important from time to time.
Dislikes: Liars, followers, those who don't speak for themselves or abuse the trust of him or other people. Cheaters are also an issue, along with laziness and excuses. Measha doesn't like when people are rude and mean to him or others, and will confront those who are. And the cold, anywhere that's cold.
Fears: Failure. not being good or strong enough, not living a fulfilled life, loneliness, isolation, feeling weak or inferior. He's also claustrophobic, and can't stand closed or tight spaces.
Guild: Azure Dragon
Rank: D Rank
Guild Tattoo: Forearm
Meaning: A place to do good, help people, become stronger, achieve his goals and practice his ambitions, enjoy the company of others overall, this guild is a chance to become a better person and enjoy his time doing so.
Magic: Flaming Fists (Pyrokinetic Magic)
Caster or Holder: Caster
Description: Pyrokinetic Combat is a Hand to Hand fighting style that incorporates the use of Fire Magic. When activated at will, the body temperature of Measha merge's with the wind and air of the environment allowing him to generate flames in his hands and feet in a moments notice. Measha is naturally fast, and uses this speed to attack opponents head on using Martial Arts, each punch and kick accompanied by flames, increasing the damage dealt. The ability to generate these flames lies solely in the temperature of Measha's body. The colder the environment, the weaker his attacks are.
Whirlwind: Measha begins to spin in place (similar to that of a ballet dancer) using the momentum to generate flames that begin to surround the area around him, Measha begins to increase his speed thus making the surrounding flames larger, and finishes off by guiding the flames with a push like gesture launching a fireball at high speeds towards the target/opponent.
Flame Cloak: Measha begins to spin in a similar fashion as used in the Whirlwind technique, but instead of launching the flames towards the target he focuses them on surrounding his body, thus creating a large cloak of fire surrounding his entire body, he may then move the fire surrounding him at will using attacks, for example: Measha may punch and kick an opponent standing 10 yards in front of him, when he motions to punch, the flames surrounding him extend from the arm formed as a fist and launch towards the opponent, making contact and doing damage, and then disperse as the next punch/kick begins to extend. If the opponent dodges the flame will merely disperse into the air.
Flame Clones: To activate this technique Measha first must be surrounded by his Flame Cloak. He then crouches down, putting his hands together, concentrating the energy of the fire surrounding his body to take his form, and begin to move about with a mind of its own and attack the opponent. Measha may generate up to 4 of these clones, the more generated, the weaker Measha becomes a each take 1/4th of his Magic. If a clone is defeated the energy returns to Measha's body. If the maximum of 4 clones are generated Measha's attacks will no longer generate fire, and he will only be able to attack and defend himself naturally using his knowledge of martial arts.
History: Measha was born in a small village to a local merchant, Fargo and his wife Selena . He was to inherit the family business of trade and merchandise, which was doing considerably well, but Measha couldn't help but find it all dull and boring, and felt he was meant for more than just trading. Even so he continued to work with the family, it was his responsibility and he would live up to it. When Measha was 10, an old man moved into the village, nobody knew his name, and took to calling him Sensei due to his obvious Japanese background. Always wearing robes with japanese writing and tattered sandals, the old man known as sensei would merely walk around the village aimlessly, conversing, giving advice and helping where he could.
One day, the old man came to browse the merchants shop Measha would soon inherit. On this day Measha happened to be working in the shop, and began to recommend items for sale the old man could make use of. They ended up talking for a bit, and the Sensei took a liking to Measha, and invited him to visit his home some day, bought some remedies and fruits, then bid him farewell.
Measha was curious, besides the fact there was nothing to do, and so he took up Sensei's offer and decided to visit him. They enjoyed a special brew of tea developed by Sensei's family years ago, and conversed. Unbeknownst to Measha, Sensei wasn't merely conversing with him for fun. Sensei wanted to determine his worth, whether or not Measha was a good person, and would do good to the world.
Eventually Sensei reached a decision, and revealed to Measha a secret room in Sensei's home, the walls covered in Japanese monologues, paintings, and custom armor. In the middle of the room stood a unique set of clothing worn by a mannequin, with the word "Kenomoeru" engraved on the left arm, meaning "Flaming Fists" Measha was at awe. Sensei then began to read a book which also had the word "Kenomoeru" engraved on the front.
The book told of Sensei's family, the Kenomoeru, creators and masters of the Pyrokinetic fighting style, and their war with a rival clan known as the Hyuuga, who also managed to master the Pyrokinetic fighting style, but believed that power like this should be used to inflict fear upon the people and kill any and all who oppose their ideals and culture. Where as the Kenomoeru thought the opposite, and believed it should be used to help those in need, and keep people safe from danger. Over the years they fought, but the evil, anger desire and will of the Hyuuga prevailed. The numbers of the Kenomoeru family began to dwindle, eventually becoming instinct.
Sensei is the last member of the Kenomoeru family, and has been wandering for years, letting fate guide him to a successor, whom he may pass on the teachings and ideology of the Kenomoeru. He was not looking for a strong, mighty warrior, as they could be led onto the same path as the Hyuuga. Sensei searched for someone with good in their heart, and a passion for friends and family. Sensei proposed to Measha that he would teach him the lost art of the Kenomoeru fighting style, only if he promised to carry on the will and heart of the Kenomoeru Family. Measha agreed, and on that day, his training began.
for 6 years Measha trained in secret with Sensei, first adapting to the fighting style of the Kenomoeru, and eventually learning to generate fire, and incorporate them into his attacks. At 16 Measha was a fine warrior, but over time, Sensei grew older, and became sick. Each day becoming weaker than the one before, he warned Measha that his time will soon be up, but to not be worried, or sad, Sensei felt that he lived a full, prosperous life, and he would live on through Measha.
One night, a group of five warriors arrived to the village, all masters of the Flaming Fist. They were Hyuuga, and had tracked down the last trace of the Kenomoeru family. Leaving nothing to chance, they began to burn the village to the ground, and killing all who attempted to escape. Measha awoke to his family business in flames, and ran to find Sensei, luckily, his house was untouched. Inside, Sensei stood among his families belongings, holding the unique clothing bestowed to those inducted into the Kenomoeru family. As Measha arrived, Sensei commanded that he run. He would not survive the onslaught of the Hyuuga, he had to escape. Measha pleaded for Sensei to join him, but he refused. Measha was ready to go on his own, and he would only slow him down. Sensei presented the Kenomoeru uniform to Measha, and he accepted, then ran as the five Hyuuga warriors approached the house. Sensei prepared for one final whirlwind attack, as Measha ran into the night, Sensei's house burst into a mighty flame, killing him, along with the 5 Hyuuga members.
For three years Measha wandered, distraught at the loss of his village, family, and Sensei. But he felt the will and fire of the Kenomoeru within him, and so he carried on. Moving village to village, helping whenever and wherever he could, training everyday. Eventually he came across a sheet of paper, flying in the wind. It read; Welcome to your new guild hall members! Within this story you're a group of wizards, formally just a gang of friends hanging around a women's cabin, has somehow obtained the right to be called a magical guild! Your guild master has pulled many strings to get you people this, to start a guild from the ground up and take it to the very top of the build rankings! Be you man or women you have all gathered bonds to one another, be them weak or strong. Now it is the time to show what they really mean to you
He was off to join the Guild.
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Thundercat
Member
Seen
2 yrs ago
Name:
William Kendrick
Age:
16
Appearance
Bio:
William was born into a wealthy family in the Kingdom of Sorenaye, and didn't see the outside world until he was 10 years old when his uncle took him out to go fishing near an isolated lake uninhabited by the Draconides. It was on his journey to this lake William saw for himself the state of the outside. It frightened him, he could not understand why these people were living in such poverty and desperation. It was this day he was determined to do what he could to help the people on the outside.
William would continue to venture outside discreetly, giving out what food and money he could to the people, but it wasn't enough. He soon realized he would have to escalate these secret deliveries.
Over the next few years William developed a bond with the people of the outside, and eventually spent more time out there than inside. He became a friendly, helpful, cheerful young man who's goal was merely to improve the state of the outside. William ambition led him to work hard in school, practice sword combat, archery, cooking, trading, and in his own spare time, the art of stealth. William had a goal in sight, and that was to develop a secret militia of thieves and warriors from the outside to improve the economic state through drastic means, and increase the defenses against the Draconides.
Other:
William keeps his affairs with the outside a secret to his family, except his uncle, Francis Kendrick, who supports Misha 100%.
William Kendrick
Age:
16
Appearance
Bio:
William was born into a wealthy family in the Kingdom of Sorenaye, and didn't see the outside world until he was 10 years old when his uncle took him out to go fishing near an isolated lake uninhabited by the Draconides. It was on his journey to this lake William saw for himself the state of the outside. It frightened him, he could not understand why these people were living in such poverty and desperation. It was this day he was determined to do what he could to help the people on the outside.
William would continue to venture outside discreetly, giving out what food and money he could to the people, but it wasn't enough. He soon realized he would have to escalate these secret deliveries.
Over the next few years William developed a bond with the people of the outside, and eventually spent more time out there than inside. He became a friendly, helpful, cheerful young man who's goal was merely to improve the state of the outside. William ambition led him to work hard in school, practice sword combat, archery, cooking, trading, and in his own spare time, the art of stealth. William had a goal in sight, and that was to develop a secret militia of thieves and warriors from the outside to improve the economic state through drastic means, and increase the defenses against the Draconides.
Other:
William keeps his affairs with the outside a secret to his family, except his uncle, Francis Kendrick, who supports Misha 100%.
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Thundercat
Member
Seen
2 yrs ago
Name:
As'ariiez
Gender:
Male
Age:
25
Race:
Ryyz Human
Appearance:
Gear & Possessions:
Dual Blades that combine as one
Various smoke bombs, traps, and lock-picks
steel armor, mage's robes, general clothing along with a scarf (worn at all times)
traveling bag filled with potions, food, water, sleeping mats and general traveling gear (due to constant traveling)
Skills & Abilities:
Speed, stealth, agility, climbing, strength, endurance. As'ariiez is crafty, he can hold his own one on one but also finds ways to use the environment to his advantage, sabotaging his opponent with traps and sneak attacks, or climbing obstacles and attacking with various unorthodox like methods. As'ariiez is also very bright, and studies his opponents, planning beforehand before engaging any situation providing leverage and a solid defense. As'ariiez is also experienced when it comes to merchant trade, hunting, alchemy and thievery.
Personality:
Either extremely cocky or filled with confidence, As'ariiez will always have an upbeat, energetic attitude, and has a good sense of humor, at times even a bit childish. He's very friendly and sincere, willing to help those in need, always going out of his way, especially when it comes to helping friends. But even so, As'ariiez will occasionally have moments where he will be silent, and completely focused on the task at hand, and may even come off as cold or mean, but this is rare, he's always friendly and ready for action at all times.
History:
As'ariiez was found, abandoned as a baby, in front of a local merchants shop in Ryyz. The shopkeeper took As'ariiez in and raised him until he was 7, but passed away, due to old age. As'ariiez, too young to inherit the shop, was forced to attend a local orphanage, which he hated. He ran away a year later and lived on the streets of Ryyz, stealing food to feed himself and merchandise from shops and traders until a group of sell-swords found him in their camp, attempting to steal a meal. They were not angry, and took a liking to As'ariiez, accepting him as their own and raising him as family. As'ariiez traveled with these sell-swords all over the deserts of Ryyz, who taught him to defend himself and fight, giving him his signature dual swords. By the time As'ariiez was 21, he was a fine warrior. But eventually, the group of sell-swords had a bounty placed on them, and a professional assassin killed them all, but sparing As'ariiez, as he was rather young. As'ariiez spent the next few years building his wealth and improving his abilities, searching for the bounty hunter that killed the only family he ever had.
As'ariiez
Gender:
Male
Age:
25
Race:
Ryyz Human
Appearance:
Gear & Possessions:
Dual Blades that combine as one
Various smoke bombs, traps, and lock-picks
steel armor, mage's robes, general clothing along with a scarf (worn at all times)
traveling bag filled with potions, food, water, sleeping mats and general traveling gear (due to constant traveling)
Skills & Abilities:
Speed, stealth, agility, climbing, strength, endurance. As'ariiez is crafty, he can hold his own one on one but also finds ways to use the environment to his advantage, sabotaging his opponent with traps and sneak attacks, or climbing obstacles and attacking with various unorthodox like methods. As'ariiez is also very bright, and studies his opponents, planning beforehand before engaging any situation providing leverage and a solid defense. As'ariiez is also experienced when it comes to merchant trade, hunting, alchemy and thievery.
Personality:
Either extremely cocky or filled with confidence, As'ariiez will always have an upbeat, energetic attitude, and has a good sense of humor, at times even a bit childish. He's very friendly and sincere, willing to help those in need, always going out of his way, especially when it comes to helping friends. But even so, As'ariiez will occasionally have moments where he will be silent, and completely focused on the task at hand, and may even come off as cold or mean, but this is rare, he's always friendly and ready for action at all times.
History:
As'ariiez was found, abandoned as a baby, in front of a local merchants shop in Ryyz. The shopkeeper took As'ariiez in and raised him until he was 7, but passed away, due to old age. As'ariiez, too young to inherit the shop, was forced to attend a local orphanage, which he hated. He ran away a year later and lived on the streets of Ryyz, stealing food to feed himself and merchandise from shops and traders until a group of sell-swords found him in their camp, attempting to steal a meal. They were not angry, and took a liking to As'ariiez, accepting him as their own and raising him as family. As'ariiez traveled with these sell-swords all over the deserts of Ryyz, who taught him to defend himself and fight, giving him his signature dual swords. By the time As'ariiez was 21, he was a fine warrior. But eventually, the group of sell-swords had a bounty placed on them, and a professional assassin killed them all, but sparing As'ariiez, as he was rather young. As'ariiez spent the next few years building his wealth and improving his abilities, searching for the bounty hunter that killed the only family he ever had.
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Thundercat
Member
Seen
2 yrs ago
Name:
Castiel
Ideal/Emotion:
Temptation/Mischief/Sin
Age:
?
Personality:
Castiel is juvenile and devious, with a cold sense of humor, he takes pleasure in others frustration, failure, and believes everything is merely a game. A sociopath that is very social with the people of the mortal world, only to use this friendship and knowledge to exploit their fears, tricking them into mischievous situations. People mistake him as a nuisance, something to be easily taken care of, a mistake Castiel takes to his advantage, due to his deadly and cunning mindset.
Bio:
It is rumored that long ago, all the chaos, mischief and sinful temptation formed, creating the essence and spirit of Castiel, who wandered Hell and inhabited the body of a deceased Demon Lord, but this is only a rumor, nobody really knows when or how Castiel came about, but records and evidence of his mischievous deeds have been around for a long time.
Overtime Castiel had obtained an over-abundance of souls collected from those who fell for his sinful temptations. He used this power and demonic energy to conjure his own plane in hell known as Quagmire, a dark, foggy forest, and in the center, a table occupied by seven demon entities created by Castiel, merely for company. But each entity represented one of the seven deadly sins; wrath, greed, sloth, pride, lust, envy, and gluttony.
This is where Castiel makes his home, and sends the souls he's collected to mingle and engage in each of the seven deadly sins, in the name of Kasus.
Abilities: Castiel has the ability to shape-shift, disguising himself as any type of animal, creature, human, and angel. Castiel has the power of Illusion and Shape-shifting, and is extremely charming. He uses these powers convincing mortals to perform tedious and mischievous tasks depending on their fears and ambitions, eventually leading to deadly situations such as murder, suicide, or both. Humans that succumb to these actions are vulnerable to Castiel claiming their soul and body, becoming a type of minion, and sent to his own plane of Hell. These minions bodies are replaced with demons, and may be called upon Castiel in battle. They are weak, but in large numbers. Castiel may also attack his opponent from the inside, entering their mind and manipulating their environment and what they see depending on the person (for example, someone with a fear of water will be under the illusion they are drowning) Due to his demonic nature, Castiel is naturally deadly one on one, and can hold his own in combat if needed, but this rarely occurs, Castiel naturally attacks with the mind.
Equipment:
demonic robes, and an amulet worn around the neck, filled with the souls of those who succumb to Castiel's temptation.
Weapon(s):
Grim, a sword crafted by Castiel.
Servant(s): Minions that may be summoned at will from Castiel's demonic plane in hell, "Quagmire" and the seven demonic entities of sin, who are passive, and cannot attack or be summoned from this plane.
Castiel
Ideal/Emotion:
Temptation/Mischief/Sin
Age:
?
Personality:
Castiel is juvenile and devious, with a cold sense of humor, he takes pleasure in others frustration, failure, and believes everything is merely a game. A sociopath that is very social with the people of the mortal world, only to use this friendship and knowledge to exploit their fears, tricking them into mischievous situations. People mistake him as a nuisance, something to be easily taken care of, a mistake Castiel takes to his advantage, due to his deadly and cunning mindset.
Bio:
It is rumored that long ago, all the chaos, mischief and sinful temptation formed, creating the essence and spirit of Castiel, who wandered Hell and inhabited the body of a deceased Demon Lord, but this is only a rumor, nobody really knows when or how Castiel came about, but records and evidence of his mischievous deeds have been around for a long time.
Overtime Castiel had obtained an over-abundance of souls collected from those who fell for his sinful temptations. He used this power and demonic energy to conjure his own plane in hell known as Quagmire, a dark, foggy forest, and in the center, a table occupied by seven demon entities created by Castiel, merely for company. But each entity represented one of the seven deadly sins; wrath, greed, sloth, pride, lust, envy, and gluttony.
This is where Castiel makes his home, and sends the souls he's collected to mingle and engage in each of the seven deadly sins, in the name of Kasus.
Abilities: Castiel has the ability to shape-shift, disguising himself as any type of animal, creature, human, and angel. Castiel has the power of Illusion and Shape-shifting, and is extremely charming. He uses these powers convincing mortals to perform tedious and mischievous tasks depending on their fears and ambitions, eventually leading to deadly situations such as murder, suicide, or both. Humans that succumb to these actions are vulnerable to Castiel claiming their soul and body, becoming a type of minion, and sent to his own plane of Hell. These minions bodies are replaced with demons, and may be called upon Castiel in battle. They are weak, but in large numbers. Castiel may also attack his opponent from the inside, entering their mind and manipulating their environment and what they see depending on the person (for example, someone with a fear of water will be under the illusion they are drowning) Due to his demonic nature, Castiel is naturally deadly one on one, and can hold his own in combat if needed, but this rarely occurs, Castiel naturally attacks with the mind.
Equipment:
demonic robes, and an amulet worn around the neck, filled with the souls of those who succumb to Castiel's temptation.
Weapon(s):
Grim, a sword crafted by Castiel.
Servant(s): Minions that may be summoned at will from Castiel's demonic plane in hell, "Quagmire" and the seven demonic entities of sin, who are passive, and cannot attack or be summoned from this plane.
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Thundercat
Member
Seen
2 yrs ago
Name: Rin
Date of birth: Autumn, 48th day
Age: 19
True age: 114
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Young Rin:
Position: Hunter
Skills: Speed, Stealth, Agility, Crafting, Sword Combat, Archery, Heightened Accuracy, Hand to Hand Combat
Personality: Rin is bright, sincere, energetic, has a good sense of humor, is generally friendly and has a big heart for nature and the animals within it. He'll go out of his way to help his friends. Rin is very crafty, and loves to make gifts for the people of Niamh, but he's not just friendly and kind. He can be very fierce and is very ambitious, always giving 110% to reach his goals.
History: Rin grew up, without parents, as they went missing while hunting in the woods when he was 5, and are presumed dead. He was adopted by a High Priest named Fargo. Rin started hunting when he was 10 and has been ever since, he's very crafty, using the environment to his advantage and developing a stealth like fighting style in his spare time, Rin began crafting, creating his own bows, arrows and even swords, then began applying this knowledge to create potions, clothing and even armor. Although Rin loves his village and friends, he dreams of adventure, to one day leave this village he calls home to see what awaits beyond the forest.
Mature Rin:
To be determined.
Adult Rin:
To be determined.
Date of birth: Autumn, 48th day
Age: 19
True age: 114
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Young Rin:
Position: Hunter
Skills: Speed, Stealth, Agility, Crafting, Sword Combat, Archery, Heightened Accuracy, Hand to Hand Combat
Personality: Rin is bright, sincere, energetic, has a good sense of humor, is generally friendly and has a big heart for nature and the animals within it. He'll go out of his way to help his friends. Rin is very crafty, and loves to make gifts for the people of Niamh, but he's not just friendly and kind. He can be very fierce and is very ambitious, always giving 110% to reach his goals.
History: Rin grew up, without parents, as they went missing while hunting in the woods when he was 5, and are presumed dead. He was adopted by a High Priest named Fargo. Rin started hunting when he was 10 and has been ever since, he's very crafty, using the environment to his advantage and developing a stealth like fighting style in his spare time, Rin began crafting, creating his own bows, arrows and even swords, then began applying this knowledge to create potions, clothing and even armor. Although Rin loves his village and friends, he dreams of adventure, to one day leave this village he calls home to see what awaits beyond the forest.
Mature Rin:
To be determined.
Adult Rin:
To be determined.
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Thundercat
Member
Seen
2 yrs ago
Name: Christopher McAllister
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Weapons: Revolver loaded with 6 Silver Bullets, 9mm, Blessed Combat Knife,
Appearance: Christopher has his Revolver equipped in a holder on his waist, his 9mm strapped under his shoulder, and his Knife in a sheathe on his chest.
Personality: Christopher is rather serious most of the time, due to his military background, and makes very few mistakes. Always focused and on task, but also confident in his abilities, and has a sense of humor. Christopher can be sincere, friendly, and has a lot of emotions built up inside, but accessing these emotions is nearly impossible. He is very affectionate, but will rarely to never show it, and may even be cold at times, simply to drive away these emotions, even so, Christopher will go out of his way to help his friends and teammates, and ensure their safety.
Bio: Christopher grew up in an orphanage, and has no idea what happened to his parents, who went missing a year after Christopher was born, and are presumed dead. Never being adopted, Christopher joined the Military at 18, and served for 5 years until recruited by the CIA as a special agent. This job took Christopher all around, he is fluent in Russian, French, German, sketchy when it comes to Arabian. Although Christopher was well above average when it came to his job, he retired early, to seek answers about the disappearance of his family. Christopher knew, for a fact, that his families disappearance was tied with the supernatural, and so was Christopher. It was in his blood. When Christopher was 16, he had been sitting outside the orphanage he lived at around 8pm, unknown to Christopher, his body had matured enough to sustain a power passed down for generations, and his first transformation occurred, fortunately, with no witnesses. Christopher inherited the power of Lycanthropy. Transforming into a werewolf against his own will for the very first time, Christopher sprinted through a nearby forest, astonished and filled with a sudden rush of adrenaline, but soon passed out and awoke in the middle of the forest. With time, Christopher learned to control these outbreaks, and even call upon them at will. So far, these are the only supernatural situations Christopher has experienced. So far.
Other: Christopher is a dog person.
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Weapons: Revolver loaded with 6 Silver Bullets, 9mm, Blessed Combat Knife,
Appearance: Christopher has his Revolver equipped in a holder on his waist, his 9mm strapped under his shoulder, and his Knife in a sheathe on his chest.
Personality: Christopher is rather serious most of the time, due to his military background, and makes very few mistakes. Always focused and on task, but also confident in his abilities, and has a sense of humor. Christopher can be sincere, friendly, and has a lot of emotions built up inside, but accessing these emotions is nearly impossible. He is very affectionate, but will rarely to never show it, and may even be cold at times, simply to drive away these emotions, even so, Christopher will go out of his way to help his friends and teammates, and ensure their safety.
Bio: Christopher grew up in an orphanage, and has no idea what happened to his parents, who went missing a year after Christopher was born, and are presumed dead. Never being adopted, Christopher joined the Military at 18, and served for 5 years until recruited by the CIA as a special agent. This job took Christopher all around, he is fluent in Russian, French, German, sketchy when it comes to Arabian. Although Christopher was well above average when it came to his job, he retired early, to seek answers about the disappearance of his family. Christopher knew, for a fact, that his families disappearance was tied with the supernatural, and so was Christopher. It was in his blood. When Christopher was 16, he had been sitting outside the orphanage he lived at around 8pm, unknown to Christopher, his body had matured enough to sustain a power passed down for generations, and his first transformation occurred, fortunately, with no witnesses. Christopher inherited the power of Lycanthropy. Transforming into a werewolf against his own will for the very first time, Christopher sprinted through a nearby forest, astonished and filled with a sudden rush of adrenaline, but soon passed out and awoke in the middle of the forest. With time, Christopher learned to control these outbreaks, and even call upon them at will. So far, these are the only supernatural situations Christopher has experienced. So far.
Other: Christopher is a dog person.
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Thundercat
Member
Seen
2 yrs ago
Name: Kasus
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Personality: Hyper, energetic, a bit loud but sincere and friendly. Kasus will go out of his way to help his friends but if his trust is broken it is almost impossible to gain it back. Kasus is very vocal and straightforward but not in a negative way, he simply has alot to say. He loves to be the center of attention and he's very competitive and ambitious, always looking to prove his worth. Cross him, and he'll always hold a grudge about it, unless you make it up to him.
History: Kasus has spent his whole life on Lunaris, adopted by a local merchant, Fargo, after his parents went missing when he was 5, and are presumed dead. Kasus is to inherit Fargo's business when he comes of age and is experienced enough, but Kasus feels that the traders life is much too boring and dull. He dreams of adventure and an opportunity to explore the worlds an all their mysteries. The only relic Kasus has relating to his parents is his Blade of Valor, once belonging to his father. Whenever he gets the chance, Kasus will make his way to the beach, practicing with the on old pieces of wood and rocks found on shore.
Blade of Valor, once belonged to Kasus's father
Skills: Heightened speed, Hand to Hand, Trading, Alchemy. Kasus has a very straightforward fighting style, and can defend himself front and back due to his dual swords, but when given the opportunity he will also use the environment to his advantage.
Shotlock:
Magic: Fire
Summon:
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Personality: Hyper, energetic, a bit loud but sincere and friendly. Kasus will go out of his way to help his friends but if his trust is broken it is almost impossible to gain it back. Kasus is very vocal and straightforward but not in a negative way, he simply has alot to say. He loves to be the center of attention and he's very competitive and ambitious, always looking to prove his worth. Cross him, and he'll always hold a grudge about it, unless you make it up to him.
History: Kasus has spent his whole life on Lunaris, adopted by a local merchant, Fargo, after his parents went missing when he was 5, and are presumed dead. Kasus is to inherit Fargo's business when he comes of age and is experienced enough, but Kasus feels that the traders life is much too boring and dull. He dreams of adventure and an opportunity to explore the worlds an all their mysteries. The only relic Kasus has relating to his parents is his Blade of Valor, once belonging to his father. Whenever he gets the chance, Kasus will make his way to the beach, practicing with the on old pieces of wood and rocks found on shore.
Blade of Valor, once belonged to Kasus's father
Skills: Heightened speed, Hand to Hand, Trading, Alchemy. Kasus has a very straightforward fighting style, and can defend himself front and back due to his dual swords, but when given the opportunity he will also use the environment to his advantage.
Shotlock:
Magic: Fire
Summon:
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Thundercat
Member
Seen
2 yrs ago
Name: Rose Haruno
Age: 20
Race: Human
"Mother, Father, rest easy, know that I am grown, and I will be one of the best in the land"
Personality: A fire hot attitude and no nonsense mindset is what has kept Rose alive throughout her years. As strong as any man and deadly as any bandit she is very straightforward and to the point with everybody, not afraid to speak her mind. She'll never tell a lie, or talk behind someones back, if she feels there's a problem between her and someone she'll confront it head on and settle it there. She hates when others believe her to be weak, even more so when it's herself, and will go out of her way to prove them wrong. But, if one manages getting to know Rose, they will find out that she is a suit of armor, and underneath it all is a kind, sincere, friendly, and thoughtful girl, who really does care about the well being of others and will do anything to help. But for anyone to see this side of her is a very rare opportunity, as she's always bottled up her emotions, and as a result, putting alot of stress on herself. Nonetheless, Rose is ambitious, with a burning heart to prove her worth to the world.
History: Rose lived a very happy, simple life as a child, far off in the forests of Forrosia, a village known as Hemshire is where Rose lived happily with her mother and father. She spent her mornings in the garden with her mother, the afternoons exploring the outskirts of Hemshire in the forest, and the evenings painting with her father. Her life was as close as you could get to perfect, the people of the village were all kind, helpful folk, and she was friends with them all. She dreamed of marriage, and raising a child such as her mother raised her. Life moved on in Hemshire, peacefully.
One particular afternoon, Rose frolicked throughout the Hemshire Forest as usual, she was 10 by now, picking an assortment of flowers and plants to bring back home to her mother, and stumbled upon a beautiful, crystal blue lake, one she had never seen before. She had the urge to run home to her family and drag them all the way out here to observe the beauty for themselves, but she knew they would be reluctant to come all the way out here just to look at a lake, and so she pulled out her sketchbook, and began painting the lake, and would bring it home as a present for her mother and father. She spent a lot of time on the painting, and as the sun began to set, she decided her work was finished. Proudly she walked through the forest amongst the animals and trees back to Hemshire. Eventually the village was in sight, but to her dismay, was caught ablaze. She dropped everything and ran to Hemshire as fast as she could, tears forming in her eyes. "It's okay" she told herself, "Everyone is okay."
Among the smoke and fire, stood a man, with white, long luscious hair, piercing red eyes and horns coming from his skull, wielding a sword, engulfed in fire.
He stood in the middle of the smoke and flames, surrounded by the bodies of Hemshire's villagers. Rose fell to her knees in front of The Horned Swordsman, sobbing, shaking the bodies of the dead village folk. She then made her way to her parents home, her heart sunk as she saw the door was wide open. As she enters, her mother and father lay there, still, in a pool of blood. Rose fell onto her parents, crying into the chest of her mother. She turned around, locking eyes with The Horned Swordsman who stood at the door. To her left lay her fathers sword, a present given to him by her mother. She grabbed it, unsheathed the weapon and sprinted towards The Horned Swordsman, attacking him with all her force, unfortunately, he blocked her attacks with little to no effort, eventually grabbing her by the neck and throwing her outside. Again she sprinted towards him, attacking with everything in her power, each swing blocked over and over by The Horned Swordsman, until eventually she grew tired and tossed the sword to the side, falling to the floor, crying yet again. The Horned Swordsman looked at Rose with a blank expression, and walked off, into the night as Hemshire continued to burn.
The next morning, a group of sell-swords moved through the village, seeking trade or shelter, only to find the village of Hemshire burned to the ground, and Rose, sitting in the middle of the ash, holding her fathers sword to her chest. The sell-swords, realizing the position she was in, took her in as their own. Rose was ten years old at the time, and spent the next ten years, traveling throughout Forrosia with these men and women, who taught her the art of swordsmanship, and how to defend herself. With time she matured, becoming stronger each day, developing a fierce, cunning attitude. Her dreams of marriage and children slowly faded as a new goal was in mind. She was to become one of the finest warriors in Forrosia, and would do her best to prevent the people within it the pain and suffering she experienced.
Rose enjoyed her time with the group of mercenaries, and considered them family, but she knew her place was not with them, and so she took off, on her own to search for a higher calling. After wandering for a small while, she found herself in the human capital of Sersia. She searched for work, and witnessed a sheet of paper nailed to a bulletin board in the center of town, it read:
"Many come from all around to join guilds simply for the access to the quests which pay considerably well. They find however that this guild has much higher standards, and requires more of a person than a desire to fill their pockets. More than ambition, a member of this guild must have courage and honor, and enough room in their hearts for the ones they will call their guild mates. It may sound silly, and even a bit corny, but these bonds are the bonds that make this the greatest guild in all the land.
So do you have what it takes, can you call yourself a member of Iron Tree?"
She was off, to become a member of Iron Tree.
Class: Flame Swordsman
Combat Skills: Rose can hold her own very well with a sword, and has a heightened speed the could surpass quite a few dangerous foe's. Rose may also focus her life force onto a Fire Rune, allowing her to engulf her sword in flames. Rose has a number of different abilities, which continue to grow as she does, for now, she only has one.
Longblade: Rose focus a very large, concentrated amount of life force into her sword, not only surrounding it in flames but extending it's length, making it extend as far as 10 ft. She may use this ability to attack her opponent from a distance.
Age: 20
Race: Human
"Mother, Father, rest easy, know that I am grown, and I will be one of the best in the land"
Personality: A fire hot attitude and no nonsense mindset is what has kept Rose alive throughout her years. As strong as any man and deadly as any bandit she is very straightforward and to the point with everybody, not afraid to speak her mind. She'll never tell a lie, or talk behind someones back, if she feels there's a problem between her and someone she'll confront it head on and settle it there. She hates when others believe her to be weak, even more so when it's herself, and will go out of her way to prove them wrong. But, if one manages getting to know Rose, they will find out that she is a suit of armor, and underneath it all is a kind, sincere, friendly, and thoughtful girl, who really does care about the well being of others and will do anything to help. But for anyone to see this side of her is a very rare opportunity, as she's always bottled up her emotions, and as a result, putting alot of stress on herself. Nonetheless, Rose is ambitious, with a burning heart to prove her worth to the world.
History: Rose lived a very happy, simple life as a child, far off in the forests of Forrosia, a village known as Hemshire is where Rose lived happily with her mother and father. She spent her mornings in the garden with her mother, the afternoons exploring the outskirts of Hemshire in the forest, and the evenings painting with her father. Her life was as close as you could get to perfect, the people of the village were all kind, helpful folk, and she was friends with them all. She dreamed of marriage, and raising a child such as her mother raised her. Life moved on in Hemshire, peacefully.
One particular afternoon, Rose frolicked throughout the Hemshire Forest as usual, she was 10 by now, picking an assortment of flowers and plants to bring back home to her mother, and stumbled upon a beautiful, crystal blue lake, one she had never seen before. She had the urge to run home to her family and drag them all the way out here to observe the beauty for themselves, but she knew they would be reluctant to come all the way out here just to look at a lake, and so she pulled out her sketchbook, and began painting the lake, and would bring it home as a present for her mother and father. She spent a lot of time on the painting, and as the sun began to set, she decided her work was finished. Proudly she walked through the forest amongst the animals and trees back to Hemshire. Eventually the village was in sight, but to her dismay, was caught ablaze. She dropped everything and ran to Hemshire as fast as she could, tears forming in her eyes. "It's okay" she told herself, "Everyone is okay."
Among the smoke and fire, stood a man, with white, long luscious hair, piercing red eyes and horns coming from his skull, wielding a sword, engulfed in fire.
He stood in the middle of the smoke and flames, surrounded by the bodies of Hemshire's villagers. Rose fell to her knees in front of The Horned Swordsman, sobbing, shaking the bodies of the dead village folk. She then made her way to her parents home, her heart sunk as she saw the door was wide open. As she enters, her mother and father lay there, still, in a pool of blood. Rose fell onto her parents, crying into the chest of her mother. She turned around, locking eyes with The Horned Swordsman who stood at the door. To her left lay her fathers sword, a present given to him by her mother. She grabbed it, unsheathed the weapon and sprinted towards The Horned Swordsman, attacking him with all her force, unfortunately, he blocked her attacks with little to no effort, eventually grabbing her by the neck and throwing her outside. Again she sprinted towards him, attacking with everything in her power, each swing blocked over and over by The Horned Swordsman, until eventually she grew tired and tossed the sword to the side, falling to the floor, crying yet again. The Horned Swordsman looked at Rose with a blank expression, and walked off, into the night as Hemshire continued to burn.
The next morning, a group of sell-swords moved through the village, seeking trade or shelter, only to find the village of Hemshire burned to the ground, and Rose, sitting in the middle of the ash, holding her fathers sword to her chest. The sell-swords, realizing the position she was in, took her in as their own. Rose was ten years old at the time, and spent the next ten years, traveling throughout Forrosia with these men and women, who taught her the art of swordsmanship, and how to defend herself. With time she matured, becoming stronger each day, developing a fierce, cunning attitude. Her dreams of marriage and children slowly faded as a new goal was in mind. She was to become one of the finest warriors in Forrosia, and would do her best to prevent the people within it the pain and suffering she experienced.
Rose enjoyed her time with the group of mercenaries, and considered them family, but she knew her place was not with them, and so she took off, on her own to search for a higher calling. After wandering for a small while, she found herself in the human capital of Sersia. She searched for work, and witnessed a sheet of paper nailed to a bulletin board in the center of town, it read:
"Many come from all around to join guilds simply for the access to the quests which pay considerably well. They find however that this guild has much higher standards, and requires more of a person than a desire to fill their pockets. More than ambition, a member of this guild must have courage and honor, and enough room in their hearts for the ones they will call their guild mates. It may sound silly, and even a bit corny, but these bonds are the bonds that make this the greatest guild in all the land.
So do you have what it takes, can you call yourself a member of Iron Tree?"
She was off, to become a member of Iron Tree.
Class: Flame Swordsman
Combat Skills: Rose can hold her own very well with a sword, and has a heightened speed the could surpass quite a few dangerous foe's. Rose may also focus her life force onto a Fire Rune, allowing her to engulf her sword in flames. Rose has a number of different abilities, which continue to grow as she does, for now, she only has one.
Longblade: Rose focus a very large, concentrated amount of life force into her sword, not only surrounding it in flames but extending it's length, making it extend as far as 10 ft. She may use this ability to attack her opponent from a distance.
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Thundercat
Member
Seen
2 yrs ago
Name: Ares
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Birthday: May 3rd
Class: Swordsman
Allied to: Shepherds
Clothing: Her Mother's mercenary outfit
"Mother, I wield this blade in your name, your glory shall live on through me,"
Personality: Hot-headed by nature with a slight temper, she acts as a mother figure and will show fierce aggression to those who threaten her loved ones. Forced to raise 3 siblings early on as a child has hardened her through the years. Nonetheless Ares can be thoughtful, kind, and sincere, but it's difficult to reveal this side of her, as she constantly has her guard up. She refuses to take anything for granted is very grateful to those who show support, and can be a very loyal ally. Throughout the years she's had rough dealings with men, thus giving her a feminist like mentality, she believes she's as strong as any man, warrior, bandit, mage, you name it.
Biography: Her mother, Rose, a strong, respected member of the Shepherds, raised Ares and her three siblings as a single mother. When Ares was born, Rose decided to cease life with the Shepherds, she believed it to be dangerous, too much of a risk, and so she took up farming instead, purchasing a house in a new village with what money she had saved up. They lived a decent enough life, even so she was a single mother, and struggles still occurred daily. Rose urged her children to aspire to passive, honest lives, encouraging farming, trading and alchemy, as well as always pushing Ares to marry early, since she was the oldest, and would make life on her easier.
When Ares was 13, word apparently got out that Rose was a former shepherd, Rose had been assassinated. With no other options, Ares was forced to take care of her sisters and brother. Although she was distraught, she had a responsibility to care for her family, but they could only live off what money they had for no more than a month. Ares decided she had no choice, she sold the farm. Using her mothers sword, she would become a shepherd, and so she was off, taking her siblings with her to an old village, Hemshire, where the group of Shepherds that her mother fought with remained, in hiding. Sadly, when they arrived, no trace of the Shepherds remained. They too had been assassinated, except for one.
Eventually, an old member of the Shepherds who went by the name Fargo told them to leave, calling Ares a fool and claiming she was only going to get herself and her siblings killed. Ares, refusing to give up, demanded Fargo take them in and teach her how to wield a sword, but he refused. She remained persistent, and eventually began to beg, revealing to him that her mother was the swordsman Rose, and had been assassinated. Fargo, who had trained Rose when she was younger, took them in, and decided to show Ares the art of using a sword.
For ten years Ares trained with Fargo, becoming a fine swordsman. Overtime she raised enough money as a mercenary to purchase a house in Hemshire for Fargo and her siblings, who all had their own professions by then, and lived together happily. On Ares's 24th birthday, Fargo died, of old age. He left her with a letter of recommendation for a faction of Shepherds in Plegia. She was off.
Quirk: Very good cook.
Strengths: Due to her feminine build she is naturally quick and agile.
Weaknesses: Damaging her speed will require her to rely solely on defense. Weak psyche, getting into her head can cause her to panic, she will also instinctively defend people she cares deeply for no matter what the threat may be, thus putting her at risk.
Likes: Outdoors, friendship, family, cooking, cleaning, competition, beating people bigger than her. Flowers.
Dislikes: Cowards, dishonesty, feeling weak, rudeness, acting girly, people who don't appreciate their parents.
Romantic Interest: (?)
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Birthday: May 3rd
Class: Swordsman
Allied to: Shepherds
Clothing: Her Mother's mercenary outfit
"Mother, I wield this blade in your name, your glory shall live on through me,"
Personality: Hot-headed by nature with a slight temper, she acts as a mother figure and will show fierce aggression to those who threaten her loved ones. Forced to raise 3 siblings early on as a child has hardened her through the years. Nonetheless Ares can be thoughtful, kind, and sincere, but it's difficult to reveal this side of her, as she constantly has her guard up. She refuses to take anything for granted is very grateful to those who show support, and can be a very loyal ally. Throughout the years she's had rough dealings with men, thus giving her a feminist like mentality, she believes she's as strong as any man, warrior, bandit, mage, you name it.
Biography: Her mother, Rose, a strong, respected member of the Shepherds, raised Ares and her three siblings as a single mother. When Ares was born, Rose decided to cease life with the Shepherds, she believed it to be dangerous, too much of a risk, and so she took up farming instead, purchasing a house in a new village with what money she had saved up. They lived a decent enough life, even so she was a single mother, and struggles still occurred daily. Rose urged her children to aspire to passive, honest lives, encouraging farming, trading and alchemy, as well as always pushing Ares to marry early, since she was the oldest, and would make life on her easier.
When Ares was 13, word apparently got out that Rose was a former shepherd, Rose had been assassinated. With no other options, Ares was forced to take care of her sisters and brother. Although she was distraught, she had a responsibility to care for her family, but they could only live off what money they had for no more than a month. Ares decided she had no choice, she sold the farm. Using her mothers sword, she would become a shepherd, and so she was off, taking her siblings with her to an old village, Hemshire, where the group of Shepherds that her mother fought with remained, in hiding. Sadly, when they arrived, no trace of the Shepherds remained. They too had been assassinated, except for one.
Eventually, an old member of the Shepherds who went by the name Fargo told them to leave, calling Ares a fool and claiming she was only going to get herself and her siblings killed. Ares, refusing to give up, demanded Fargo take them in and teach her how to wield a sword, but he refused. She remained persistent, and eventually began to beg, revealing to him that her mother was the swordsman Rose, and had been assassinated. Fargo, who had trained Rose when she was younger, took them in, and decided to show Ares the art of using a sword.
For ten years Ares trained with Fargo, becoming a fine swordsman. Overtime she raised enough money as a mercenary to purchase a house in Hemshire for Fargo and her siblings, who all had their own professions by then, and lived together happily. On Ares's 24th birthday, Fargo died, of old age. He left her with a letter of recommendation for a faction of Shepherds in Plegia. She was off.
Quirk: Very good cook.
Strengths: Due to her feminine build she is naturally quick and agile.
Weaknesses: Damaging her speed will require her to rely solely on defense. Weak psyche, getting into her head can cause her to panic, she will also instinctively defend people she cares deeply for no matter what the threat may be, thus putting her at risk.
Likes: Outdoors, friendship, family, cooking, cleaning, competition, beating people bigger than her. Flowers.
Dislikes: Cowards, dishonesty, feeling weak, rudeness, acting girly, people who don't appreciate their parents.
Romantic Interest: (?)
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Thundercat
Member
Seen
2 yrs ago
Name: Dean Armstrong
Age: 20
Height: 6 ft tall
Skills: Speed, Climbing, Lockpicking, Sneaking, Crafting, Scouting
Abilities: Gathering items, thievery, unlocking doors (keyholes only), improvising materials, mapping out an area. Can create wooden daggers, spears, and arrows.
Backpack: Metal baseball bat, combat knife, wooden spear (usually 3 at a time) Bedroll, make-shift tent, bowl, fork and spoon, 3 water bottles, canteen, first-aid kit, flashlight, 6 batteries, a brown jacket, gloves, baseball cap, comic books, dictionary, teddy bear, compass, notebooks, sketchbook, pack of pencils, and a picture of his mother.
Personality: Dean is very cautious, uptight and generally quiet given the current situation. He misses how everything was, and it shows in his personality. But if he manages to lighten up, people will see that he likes to have fun, has a sense of humor, and ironically loves to talk, he just doesn't. He hates to form bonds in fear that they'll just be ripped away by the monsters, and so he stays silent.
History: Before the monsters entered everyone's lives, Dean lived a pretty normal life. He attended high school, and had generally good grades, participated in a couple of clubs, and was on the baseball team. His life really wasn't anything special, but he would give everything to have it back.
Dean managed to get into a university somewhere in California, along with 2 of his closest friends. They dreamed to go to college together, and it was coming true, so they celebrated, and decided to make the drive there from Columbus, Ohio. Upon their arrival, they witnessed the horror and first sightings of these monsters that inhabit the world today. The University had experienced an outbreak. Dean and his friends ran, sticking together, and decided to return home to their families. Unfortunately, they never made it back. Whilst driving one of the creatures jumped in front of their vehicle, causing them to skid off road, the car flipped, killing both his friends, and injuring Dean.
From there on, Dean did his best to survive in the forest, healing his wound as best he could and carving a spear out of wood. To his luck, a group of 5 survivors were making their way through the forest to a cabin owned by one of them, and found Dean in the forest. They took him in.
For a year Dean lived with these people, going back and forth from town, salvaging what they could. Compared to the situation they were living a safe enough life, until one night, on their way back to the cabin, one of the creatures had tailed them. Catching the group by surprise, it managed to infect one of the members of the group, and he another, until only Dean was left. He gathered what he could, hopped in their car and was off.
He was distraught. These people were his friends, and now only mindless creatures. From here on he developed trust issues, in fear he would experience the pain of a loss once more. Dean began his journey back to Columbus, Ohio, in search of his family.
Age: 20
Height: 6 ft tall
Skills: Speed, Climbing, Lockpicking, Sneaking, Crafting, Scouting
Abilities: Gathering items, thievery, unlocking doors (keyholes only), improvising materials, mapping out an area. Can create wooden daggers, spears, and arrows.
Backpack: Metal baseball bat, combat knife, wooden spear (usually 3 at a time) Bedroll, make-shift tent, bowl, fork and spoon, 3 water bottles, canteen, first-aid kit, flashlight, 6 batteries, a brown jacket, gloves, baseball cap, comic books, dictionary, teddy bear, compass, notebooks, sketchbook, pack of pencils, and a picture of his mother.
Personality: Dean is very cautious, uptight and generally quiet given the current situation. He misses how everything was, and it shows in his personality. But if he manages to lighten up, people will see that he likes to have fun, has a sense of humor, and ironically loves to talk, he just doesn't. He hates to form bonds in fear that they'll just be ripped away by the monsters, and so he stays silent.
History: Before the monsters entered everyone's lives, Dean lived a pretty normal life. He attended high school, and had generally good grades, participated in a couple of clubs, and was on the baseball team. His life really wasn't anything special, but he would give everything to have it back.
Dean managed to get into a university somewhere in California, along with 2 of his closest friends. They dreamed to go to college together, and it was coming true, so they celebrated, and decided to make the drive there from Columbus, Ohio. Upon their arrival, they witnessed the horror and first sightings of these monsters that inhabit the world today. The University had experienced an outbreak. Dean and his friends ran, sticking together, and decided to return home to their families. Unfortunately, they never made it back. Whilst driving one of the creatures jumped in front of their vehicle, causing them to skid off road, the car flipped, killing both his friends, and injuring Dean.
From there on, Dean did his best to survive in the forest, healing his wound as best he could and carving a spear out of wood. To his luck, a group of 5 survivors were making their way through the forest to a cabin owned by one of them, and found Dean in the forest. They took him in.
For a year Dean lived with these people, going back and forth from town, salvaging what they could. Compared to the situation they were living a safe enough life, until one night, on their way back to the cabin, one of the creatures had tailed them. Catching the group by surprise, it managed to infect one of the members of the group, and he another, until only Dean was left. He gathered what he could, hopped in their car and was off.
He was distraught. These people were his friends, and now only mindless creatures. From here on he developed trust issues, in fear he would experience the pain of a loss once more. Dean began his journey back to Columbus, Ohio, in search of his family.
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Thundercat
Member
Seen
2 yrs ago
Name: Noize
Codename: The Lightning Samurai
Gender: Male
Age: ?
Race: Human
Appearance:
"Ha! If you thought that was going to finish me you should really start running, these are your final moments."
Personality: It's difficult to tell whether Noize is too confident or too cocky, but there's no doubt he's as conceited about his ability as one can be, which will be his downfall. But if you mistake his attitude for his ability, that will be yours. Whether he's fighting or merely talking, Noize is always dissecting and analyzing his enemy, or ally, and never forgets a face or a voice. He's cunning and opportunistic by nature, and will exploit any given weakness without hesitation if it benefits him. He dislikes working with others, but he won't let his attitude get in the way with a mission, and will cooperate when necessary, or specifically, only when necessary. Noize has a demented sense of humor and takes pleasure in other peoples pain and suffering. Randomly and without warning Noize will shift into a no nonsense and completely serious attitude, he will be absolutely straightforward and completely ignore anyone or anything that's irrelevant to the current situation.
Likes: Being the center of attention, watching others pain and suffering, admiration, the smell of blood, the moon and the clouds.
Dislikes: Disrespect, followers, cowards, weakness.
Fears: "Do I look like a child?"
Guild: Mephistopheles
Rank: B Class
Guild Tattoo: Chest
Meaning: "Death, destruction, chaos, the works."
Magic: Lightning Magic / Lightning Blade Technique / Blue Katana
Caster or Holder: Both
Description: The Lightning Blade Technique allows the Holder to conjure, manipulate, and control lightning with the use of a sword. Noize has combined this technique along with his own knowledge of Lightning Magic to develop his own signature type of magic known as the "Blue Katana"
Spells
Lightning Bolt: Noize concentrates a specific amount of magic into his blade before shooting a standard lightning bolt at the target.
Absolute Bolt: Noize concentrates a much larger amount of magic into his blade, and instead shoot's a barrage of lightning bolts at the target.
Static Blade: Lightning surrounds Noize's blade and extends the length and reach of the weapon to 10 ft. Each attack that lands on the opponent or target will shock their entire body.
Lightning Blade Barrage: Noize begins to repeatedly slash his sword from a distance launching a constant amount of lightning at his enemy. (To use this spell Noize must first cast Static Blade)
Lightning Protect: Noize grips his sword with both hands and takes a defensive stance. He then conjures an aura of lightning that surrounds his body and absorbs the impact from attacks, greatly reducing the amount of damage dealt. It may only absorb a certain amount of damage before breaking. Noize cannot move from his stance, or the aura will disperse.
Blue Katana / Electrocution: Noize grips his sword with both hands and places the tip of the blade on the ground, lightning begins to move across the floor towards the opponent. Once the lightning makes contact the opponent will be electrocuted.
Blue Katana / Lightning Speed: Noize charges a large amount of lightning magic into his feet before bursting towards the opponent at the speed of light and slashing them with his sword. The attack deals heavy damage but Noize must charge his magic for a moment, and afterwards he will be paralyzed for a few seconds whether he made contact or not.
History:
The Lightning Samurai is known across the land as one of the deadliest swordsman in the world. His reputation for mindless death and destruction is what earned him his spot in Mephistopheles at number 9. Before joining the guild Noize spent his free time eradicating defenseless villages before eventually destroying half of a small town known as Astas and causing the death of several dozen citizens. Word spread and several high bounties were put on Noize's head forcing him to go into hiding. It was during this time he developed and perfected his "Blue Katana" technique, and was eventually recruited by the Mephistopheles Guildmaster. Noize accepted, knowing it would be safer to reside in a guild, and easier to practice his addiction to death and destruction.
Codename: The Lightning Samurai
Gender: Male
Age: ?
Race: Human
Appearance:
"Ha! If you thought that was going to finish me you should really start running, these are your final moments."
Personality: It's difficult to tell whether Noize is too confident or too cocky, but there's no doubt he's as conceited about his ability as one can be, which will be his downfall. But if you mistake his attitude for his ability, that will be yours. Whether he's fighting or merely talking, Noize is always dissecting and analyzing his enemy, or ally, and never forgets a face or a voice. He's cunning and opportunistic by nature, and will exploit any given weakness without hesitation if it benefits him. He dislikes working with others, but he won't let his attitude get in the way with a mission, and will cooperate when necessary, or specifically, only when necessary. Noize has a demented sense of humor and takes pleasure in other peoples pain and suffering. Randomly and without warning Noize will shift into a no nonsense and completely serious attitude, he will be absolutely straightforward and completely ignore anyone or anything that's irrelevant to the current situation.
Likes: Being the center of attention, watching others pain and suffering, admiration, the smell of blood, the moon and the clouds.
Dislikes: Disrespect, followers, cowards, weakness.
Fears: "Do I look like a child?"
Guild: Mephistopheles
Rank: B Class
Guild Tattoo: Chest
Meaning: "Death, destruction, chaos, the works."
Magic: Lightning Magic / Lightning Blade Technique / Blue Katana
Caster or Holder: Both
Description: The Lightning Blade Technique allows the Holder to conjure, manipulate, and control lightning with the use of a sword. Noize has combined this technique along with his own knowledge of Lightning Magic to develop his own signature type of magic known as the "Blue Katana"
Spells
Lightning Bolt: Noize concentrates a specific amount of magic into his blade before shooting a standard lightning bolt at the target.
Absolute Bolt: Noize concentrates a much larger amount of magic into his blade, and instead shoot's a barrage of lightning bolts at the target.
Static Blade: Lightning surrounds Noize's blade and extends the length and reach of the weapon to 10 ft. Each attack that lands on the opponent or target will shock their entire body.
Lightning Blade Barrage: Noize begins to repeatedly slash his sword from a distance launching a constant amount of lightning at his enemy. (To use this spell Noize must first cast Static Blade)
Lightning Protect: Noize grips his sword with both hands and takes a defensive stance. He then conjures an aura of lightning that surrounds his body and absorbs the impact from attacks, greatly reducing the amount of damage dealt. It may only absorb a certain amount of damage before breaking. Noize cannot move from his stance, or the aura will disperse.
Blue Katana / Electrocution: Noize grips his sword with both hands and places the tip of the blade on the ground, lightning begins to move across the floor towards the opponent. Once the lightning makes contact the opponent will be electrocuted.
Blue Katana / Lightning Speed: Noize charges a large amount of lightning magic into his feet before bursting towards the opponent at the speed of light and slashing them with his sword. The attack deals heavy damage but Noize must charge his magic for a moment, and afterwards he will be paralyzed for a few seconds whether he made contact or not.
History:
The Lightning Samurai is known across the land as one of the deadliest swordsman in the world. His reputation for mindless death and destruction is what earned him his spot in Mephistopheles at number 9. Before joining the guild Noize spent his free time eradicating defenseless villages before eventually destroying half of a small town known as Astas and causing the death of several dozen citizens. Word spread and several high bounties were put on Noize's head forcing him to go into hiding. It was during this time he developed and perfected his "Blue Katana" technique, and was eventually recruited by the Mephistopheles Guildmaster. Noize accepted, knowing it would be safer to reside in a guild, and easier to practice his addiction to death and destruction.
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