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Walking Dead: Across the Pond

Justin looked at his rag tag group "I just realized there's a ladder we can talk more when we get to that guy over there." He pointed at the man waving his makeshift flag "My distraction should keep the dead busy for a bit so we should get moving." He told the group poking his head out, he starting curling the copper wire around his hand and when he saw a chance he took it jogging over and climbing the ladder to the man up top.

The first thing Justin saw was a dog, the man in question, and finally a girl, Justin felt nervous "Friendly." He said between gasps and pants "There are two others in the building I just ran from, someone named Georgia and someone named Jack." He finished and slumped over against the wall out of breath but watching the dog cautiously not wanting to get his throat bitten out.

Kalmaysia Academy

Enalais said
Name:Orion "The Cloak" ShadeAge:???Birthday:April of a long long time ago.Origin:Made by me.Species:unknownAppearance:Height:6'0Build:SkinnyMarkings:Unknown no one has seen his skin or his face.Personality:Cold, and Silent he doesn't really say much nor interact much.History:The cloak was born in medieval Europe to a happy family, but the cloak was different from his family he hated life and any life he touched seemed to rot away and die and he could talk to the dead, but despite all of that his family still loved him and he hated them desiring nothing more than to escape the happiness he ran away at age 16.Eventually he found himself a master to take him in and teach him the talents of necromancy, which The Cloak had shown tendencies of being great at and through him he learned to raise the undead but that didn't satisfy his experimental side he wanted to experiment and find a way to become immortal so he left his master feeling satisfied with his new powers.The Cloak wandered the world looking for immortality and he found it becoming an immortal [WIP.]Powers:

he does have a face just you probably won't see it and he doesn't say much but he does talk.

Long Live the Queen!

Rand lifted his eyebrows at his sister "Son probably has something planned unless something else distracted him, and you are more than welcome to visit the girl, so go on in." He said opening the door and sticking his head in and seeing the girl was awake "Ahhh, you're awake, what do you think we should do with her Rose?" He walked into the room and stepped off to the side giving room for his sister.

Kalmaysia Academy

Name:Orion "The Cloak" Shade
Age:???
Birthday:April of a long long time ago.
Origin:Made by me.
Species:unknown

Appearance:The Cloak
Height:6'0
Build:Skinny
Markings:Unknown no one has seen his skin or his face.

Personality:Cold, and Silent he doesn't really say much nor interact much.

History:The cloak was born in medieval Europe to a happy family, but the cloak was different from his family he hated life and any life he touched seemed to rot away and die and he could talk to the dead, but despite all of that his family still loved him and he hated them desiring nothing more than to escape the happiness he ran away at age 16.

Eventually he found himself a master to take him in and teach him the talents of necromancy, which The Cloak had shown tendencies of being great at and through him he learned to raise the undead but that didn't satisfy his experimental side he wanted to experiment and find a way to become immortal so he left his master feeling satisfied with his new powers.

The Cloak wandered the world looking for immortality and he found it by transferring his soul into an object called an phylactery, he could become immortal by replacing someone's soul with his own through the phylactery in the since of the word becoming immortal and taking the experiences and memories of the people he possessed with him essentially putting an end to his mortality problem.

After finding the secret to immortality The Cloak wandered the world watching the rise and fall of the Khan's, hanging out with Vlad (nice guy if you ask him.), the rise of Napoleon, The German blitz, and a million other events until an academy caught his eye not just any academy an academy for people like him deciding it would be a good place to pass his phylactery off to someone he went with the hopes of a new vessel.

Powers: Necromancy: The Cloak is a very powerful necromancer and is often trying to improve the undead form experimenting on the dead his greatest experiment so far is taking the flesh of women and children and sewing it into a huge patchwork monster he named Patrick.
Dark Magic: The Cloak is also an accomplished mage able to easily use dark magic and combat spells.
Science: The Cloak is an researcher often experimenting on the dead so he can create dark and twisted things.
Tactican: The countless souls The Cloak has replaced gave him much experience in the ways of battle and warfare as well as other things he is not to be underestimated.

Creative Fantasy Academy

Roger that, Pigs on that position.

Creative Fantasy Academy

I'm interested, you have not seen the last of Goblin Mermaid Dog, though i will probably make something else so i don't go insane trying to write a CS for him.

Creative Fantasy Academy

excellent my dreams of being a goblin mermaid dog are complete.

Direct quote from my char "Bark,Bark Bark." *Splash*
-goblin mermaid dog 2014.

Nations and Deities

Rin said
Hey, I wasn't referring to the orcs. XD Besides, there's some settings where orcs are more proud warrior race guy types than basically overly violent football hooligans, amongst other things. They're more varied than dwarves, at any rate. XD

nah i was going to be evil i was thinking about being the god of death and having a horde of undead but ehhhh sounds cliche.

The Bloodstained Flags

I think he accepted you, or he didn't notice.

Nations and Deities

Rin said
Well, now that we have some definite villain races I guess I'm definitely going for dwarves. XD Since the other ideas I had were mostly just in case there weren't any "evil" races, since otherwise things would be somewhat less interesting.Anyways... Basic dwarves, really. Entire race of short, fat, bearded, crotchety old men with an obsession for gold, booze and mining. Even the women. Ancient subterranean empire and all that, long lived, craftsmen and smiths without peer, like hammers and axes, etc. Also hoping that they can be one of the most technologically advanced races in the game (to the point of having steampunk machinery, even) at the expense of being unable to use magic that they haven't hammered into some kind of item beforehand. But we'll see how this works out. Hmmm.

Hey just because they are Orcs doesn't mean they are evil maybe they are misunderstood you hurt our tiny green feelings we demand justice by killing you with an axe to the face.