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6 yrs ago
Current I may not come back. It was nice playing with you all. I wish you all good lives.
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6 yrs ago
The fires of hell did not kill me.
9 yrs ago
No shoes no shirt and I still get service WHY?!
9 yrs ago
Too tired to post.
9 yrs ago
God told me, I've already got the life.....

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"Leave?" Damien gasped when he saw Niesha. He felt friendship and trust from her, and was inclined to do as she said, but for the moment, he leaned against the tree, watching her. "But there's so many of you... I have to vanquish you from our world, or you'll kill us..." As the human with the long black hair spoke to her, she could sense there was something more to him. He had a strange aura for a human. Damien quickly turned his head toward Alex who promptly joined them. "Alex, I'm sorry. I couldn't leave. There's something going on that I need to find out. There are so many of them here at once!" He looked back to Niesha. "Who are you, and why are you all here?"
Damien had let the second arrow go by the time he realized his first had been incinerated in mid air. He dove to the side and rolled up to avoid Michael's aim as he was thinking fast. "I'm no match for that guy." He thought as he came up onto his feet. His next thought was that the demon with the fire magic was going to wreak hell on Earth if left unchecked, and there was probably nothing he could do about it. A thick tree trunk served as barely enough cover for him as he brought out another arrow. Curiosity irked him, so he called from behind the tree, "Go back to Hell, demon! You are the one who's out of place." Damien highly doubted that these outlanders would let him live, but it might be worth trying to get some information out of them.
Such as?
The two arrows stuck into trees on either side of Damien's shoulders, causing his heart to jump into his throat. Damien stood up and drew his bow, aiming at whatever being was closest to him, probably Zabrina, since she was all angelled-out.

His heart raced. He was fearful, and very focused. he knew he had been seen, and shot at, and for whatever reason, had not simply been killed, but he wasn't sure what his next move would be. Alex started off for home, but Damien didn't see turning his back as an option. He stood up, arrow ready to fire, but he didn't let it go. Something made him hesitate to harm the angels. He swallowed, and shouted back, "I will not let fear rule me!" He looked down the shaft of his arrow at each of them, not sure who to target. perhaps killing one of them would help his kin survive. If this were some kind of mass attack on the village about to happen, perhaps he could slow them down and give Alex enough time to give warning to the villagers.

A second or so later, Damien released his arrow at Hircine, who looked the most menacing. "Die demon!" He immediately reached for another arrow as the first one went off, trying to do as much damage as he could before he had to either dodge or die.
Damien gasped in awe. "Four of them?!?" He tried to keep his voice down. "I don't think we should go back to the village, Alex. You know this is something we can't miss. Surely god had us discover them for a reason. We need to find out what is going on. I'm going to try to get closer."
Alright. I'll tell you what. I'll give you a male nelf priest. Ilyndriel Shadowsong, "Lyn" for short, is the illegitmate child of Jarod Shadowsong and Shandris Feathermoon. Yeah they had a thing. Lyn was inspired by his mother and Tyrande and became a wielder of Elune's light. He was heavily involved in the fight against the Lich King in icecrown and helped put down the second coming of Ragnaros, but those were his big adventure days. He's good at combatting the darkness.
Kill them!
I'm pretty sold on playing my nelf war. The good news it's a male, so that's not as common. He's not really a 'sentinel' anymore, although long ago he used to be. He's more of a free-lance, seasoned warrior that has traveled the world quite extensively. He'd be familiar with deathknights, world history, human customs, and may have even passed through Ogrimaar once and lived. He would have a moderate disdain for magic, but didn't have the aptitude for druidism.
Damien followed his friend. Seeing Alex distinctly hiding himself and Brutus, Damein crept up behind them. "Alex?" He whispered. "My senses are going crazy. Did you find one of them?"
Name: Damien Varomere

Age: 23

Race/Species-Demons and Angels only/Class-humans only: Angel/Human Fighter

Hometown: none.

Parent(s): also dead.

Weapons: Longsword, daggers, bow, guns if he has them.

Special Abilities: Damien thinks he is human, but he is not. He is the reincarnation of the angel of death that was killed early in the angel-demon war. He has not yet awakened to what he truly is and for all intents and purposes is stuck as a human right now. His undisclosed nature gives him the ability to sense angels and demons around him, which he uses to hunt them.

Appearance:

Something like this.

Pet/companion: None.

Personality: He's still fairly young and innocent, but has and will kill non-humans for the benefit of humanity. He eagerly hunts demons, but isn't quite sure about killing angels. He seems to be honest and honorbound, as if unable to break some code written on his very soul...

Years been in hiding(Angels and Demons)/Years been hunting(Humans) and circumstances/reasons why: Hunts demons, because somebody has to do that job. The world belongs to humans.

Personal Background/History: I think he should be friends with Alex. They could have trained together and hunt together.
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