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It had been another restless night, the battle with the dark one over and the prophecy complete had given him the freedom he craved but instead he felt restless why did he feel like something was missing. Opening up a gateway to someplace in the world randomly he ended up in a forest somewhere but what shocked him was another opening in front of him, it was different that of the gateways he was used to using it felt off somehow. Curiosity took root and not wanting some peasant to wander through it and get into trouble Rand entered. When he emerged from the exit he found 3 men sitting around the table and they were all dressed strangely, he reached for the crystal sword on his belt and held on to Salidar in case any of these men tried anything. Sitting at the table with the others he turned his attention to the man who appeared to be their host and said nothing.


> @Enalais: I'll send you a dgoc link your way. > > @Lucius: Since Tyrael is rounding up the newbies, we can have them meet at Lucilia's office or some could help Khan de-weeding his office a bit. :p You need to get into chat.


> I ....totally should have made a girl. Murg. Nobody has posted yet i don't think it's too late to change.

Name: Rand Al'Thor Fiction Work:Wheel of Time series Info:[Rand](http://wot.wikia.com/wiki/Rand_al%27Thor)


UserName: Enalais Character name:Korgal Vorinclex Age: Seems to be around twenty but in reality is centuries old. Mageblood type:Aqua Favoured Magic Class:Cyromancy Previous Magic training: N/a Race: Orc Appearance:  Short Bio:Korgal was born to a small orc tribe in the north, his mother was a seer and his father was a warrior who left shortly after the boys birth. While Korgal never knew his father all that well, his mother spoke highly of him, the great warrior Karnage. He used to go to bed at night dreaming of being great like his father, dreaming that one day he would meet his father and they could fight together. Korgal grew up like his mother he cared for people, and cherished all life. He lived a pretty carefree childhood, it was shortly after his thirteenth birthday in the dead of winter, that another tribe threatened their way of life. It started with small harassing raids then it esclated. It ended with them attacking the tribe and killing many, the great warrior that was his father was still nowhere to be found nor did he interfere on behalf of the tribe. The raiders enslaved his mother and some of the other females and they tried to catch the young orcling. They chased him out into the wilderness nearby and eventually pinned the boy against a frozen lake. Korgal had two choices attempt to run across the frozen lake, or be taken prisoner, choosing the first option the boy ran across the lake. He didn't even make it halfway before the ice cracked and broke under the orcling. The cold took the boy, what happened next he couldn't explain but he reached out with his mind and he froze the whole lake encasing himself in ice like a tomb. The lake remained frozen for centuries all season round, people spoke of it being cursed, others spoke of a sad tale. But as time moves on legends and stories are forgotten and things change. A town had recently been established not far from the lake and the orclings now abandoned tribal lands. And a few men from the town decided for an ice fishing trip, as soon as the ice was cut the lake returned to normal and the orcling found himself gasping for air on the surface of the lake. When the villagers pulled him from the water they asked all of these questions that the orcling did not understand nor did he care to listen, running back to his home he found that his tribal lands had long since been overgrown and nothing remained of his home, it's said that his cries echoed for miles around the centuries old orc had lost everything he loved and now he was alone with strange pink men. The squishy pink men brought him to their tribal homes, their buildings were strange. They all argued about what to do with the orc, he didn't understand their language he was confused. Later he would understand that some of the more racist people within the town wanted him dead and the others wanted him to live amongst them. One of villagers a innkeeper stood up for Korgal and offered to take him in. He couldn't understand the man, but his daughter spoke the orcish tribal trade language. He understood her and through her the innkeeper spoke to Korgal. The daughter was a kind girl she showed Korgal kindness and compassion, it wasn't an alien concept to Korgal who returned his kindness back to the girl and his new adoptive family by bringing in flowers to decorate the inn every week. The innkeeper on the other hand was a violent and cruel man who used Korgal as a over glorified bar maid and bouncer, when the orc didn't respond the orc was whipped with a massive bull whip he barrowed from the farmer. But still Korgal was grateful to him for giving him a home and didn't fight back. Korgal spent eight years in the inn, his body finally aging the way it should be after being frozen in ice, during those eight years he had learned to speak the pink skins language, they called themselves humans. Most of the humans in the town have come to accept the orc as their own with the execption of the innkeeper and some of his closest friends. During a busy time in the inn Korgal made a mistake an spilled some drinks, instead of understanding the innkeeper grabbed his big bullwhip and went for the orc. Fed up of her fathers treatment of Korgal his daughter took a stand and took a nasty lash meant for the orc, it was at this moment the kind orc faded away replaced with the beserkers of old, grabbing the whip mid lash he pulled the innkeeper by it and began to beat the inn keeper, his fists taking on that of solid ice making them into deadly weapons. But the fact that this man took him in stopped Korgal from killing him. The town shocked about what happened, and shocked about the orc manfiesting the ability to use magic the town convened to discuss the orcs fate. When they were done they told the orc about the college and said he could go there if he wished, or he could stay in town with someone else. Feeling bad for what he did the orc left heading to this mysterious college and his new life. Good Attributes: Korgal is a kind and sweet orc he loves everybody he meets and is quick to make friends, his loyalty to his friends is a good trait as well as a bad trait he will keep his friends safe until the end but he can easily be manipulated by people through his loyalty. Bad Attributes: Going back to his loyalty, he also will not fight any living thing unless it's hurt one of his friends, he isn't easily provoked for an orc and his peaceful ways tend to get him into all sorts of troubles. Secret Word: Rebirth

Name: Larris Milner Age: 26 Race: Human/Undead Class: Paladin Abilities: As a former warrior Larris is well versed in many weapons including the bow and sword. But with the sword and his fists Larris shines and there are few who are his equal, he used to have holy abilities granted to him by his god Illmater but lately those powers have abandoned him in his current state, as a member of the Companions of the Noble Heart he has gained a bit of skill within a few other things such as tracking. Alignment: Lawful Good Appearance:  Height is 6'2 and weight is 195 lbs (in plate) Personality: Larris as of late has become somewhat of a withdrawn man, he doesn't say much and he seems broken as if fighting a internal struggle that no one seems to know about. But he still abides by his code as a paladin and is goes out of his way to help people who are suffering and in danger even if he has to put himself in harms way. In his current state he is in a constant need to feed on the flesh of the living, his soul is still within it's vessel but the more he resists the more it seems to pull away from him. It has gotten to the point where it affects him physically by slowing him down and making him paranoid. Inventory: He keeps a beautiful master crafted longsword with him at all times as it was a gift from his family and it seems to be the only thing holding him together, his armor is well made and very ordnate with with the bound hands of Illamter upon his breastplate just above his heart also wrapped around his gauntlets is red twine, perhaps the most important feature is his full face helmet which he wears during the day and takes off during the night, he is also oddly possessive of an amulet that he keeps with him at all times and never takes off. Brief History: Born to a noble family, Larris grew up to the politics and squabbling of noble families and the court and he hated it. So as soon as he could he left home and set out for a life of adventure, nobody except him knows how he joined the clergy of Illamater but he joined as a paladin and became quite the paladin. Eventually upon his 18th birthday he found a place within the Companions. Within the companions Larris went far and wide hunting down any who brought pain and suffering to the people with a vengeance, eventually as he grew older he slowed down and he decided to settle in a small village and protect the church of Illamater that was to spring up there. But things changed and a necromancer besieged the village and killed everyone within including Larris, but then Larris didn't stay dead for long instead he was brought back as a slave to the necromancer but stubbornly his soul held on to his mortal vessel and he wasn't quite enslaved fully and he escaped the necromancer to wander. Eventually Larris found an enchanter and upon explain his plight to the man he made the fallen paladin a amulet that during the night would disguise him in his normal form, but during the day he shifted into his usual undead form. After his meeting with the enchanter he pointed Larris to a town beset by a devil. Armed with his new amulet and the knowledge of what was going on in that town Larris set out to continue his duty as a paladin and save those in need. Notes: As a card carrying member of the nonliving Larris is: - Affected by turn undead, detect undead, and other spells that can sense or harm the undead - suffers a crippling need to feast upon living things - Animals react like there is a member of the undead nearby, so a paladins charger might get flighty with him while others might bolt - His magic no longer has any use and will not work for him. - During the day one can detect the faint scent of rotting from him but also during the day it is heavily covered - And finally He does not need to sleep, eat, or see. He does not get tired from running and jogging everywhere, he's able to shrug off a variety of wounds moreso than a usual paladian anyways, and he doesn't get sick.

Alexis put the keys in the ignition and pulled out of the parking lot, she spoke softly. "You came in a few years ago, in a coma you were there somewhat but not all there. The army put you in our care but didn't divulge much they only said that you were in a mission in Iraq, didn't say much about anyone who served with you or what unit you were with so i assume with your abilities and the fact they told us next to nothing about you it was something to do with special forces." She sighed and at the sounds of sirens she flinched and lowered her head as a police crown vic passed and then she sped up a bit to put some distance between the scene and herself. Things were quiet for a minute but she broke the silence. "Why are they coming after you now?" She asked, but then she let out a slight laugh. "Nevermind that you probably don't know anymore than i do." Her familiar smile began to return as she turned into the parking lot of a Wal-mart. Getting out of the car she walked to the back of the car and unlocked the trunk, throwing a dufflebag on Scott's lap she spoke. "My boyfriends Gym gear put these on and we will see about getting you some proper clothes in the store." And with that she turned and looked away so Scott could get changed.