The Book of Warriors (Character Profiles)

[The Ursurper]

Name:None
Title:The Ursurper
Bio:Millenia ago,in a reality far removed from our own,their lived a powerful Magician.He used his powers for good,and made his world a better place.But the Gods of chaos and evil saw how powerful in Magic he was,and made him their slave,pouring their dark power into him.He was driven insane by the evil that flooded him,and was altered completely.For Thousands of years,he served his masters dark will,growing sronger all the time,until he grew too powerful even for them.He slew his overlords,took their essence into himself,and annnihalted his reality.But the destruction of one realm and its gods was not enough for him;He would set out to erradicate all life in existence and take revenge upon the gods.

Taking up the title of `The Ururper`,he lead his undead army across dimension after dimension,wiping out everything in his way and taking special pleasure in killing the Divinities of each.He has reached this dimension,and is intent on annihalating it as he has done to so many others...

[ November 09, 2005, 03:11 PM: Message edited by: The Ursurper ]

[Luna Mar Crowling]

Name: Scarlet Blacks
Age: 24 (231 vampire years)
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: black
Powers: Vampire, telepathic communicater and shapeshifter (wolf or crow).
History: Making her history a life story. Here is the beginning:
It is a cold winters day and I sit by my bedroom window alone. Snow falls slowly and beautifully then covers the grounds with its whiteness.My blonde hair is wet but I do not care , my room is warm and the fire-place gives a shimmering light with the dancing flames . My mother has called me downstairs numerous times, but with every call I become more deafened with fear. My room is the only safe place I know to hide...to be in...there is no place else where I could run to and cry upon the comfort of a bed. For there is no breast I could lean upon and allow my tears to tumble down cold and painfully. No father to smile when I think my life is not worth living. No true mother to carry me to her bed at night when I scream from a nightmare. The mansion never held a person beloved to me. It never held a wonderful memory until I heard his smooth voice whisper my name as I turn to face him peering through my bedroom door. It is not a clever moment he had chosen to view about my naked body, and so he turns away with red spots upon his delicate face. "My apologizes Miss Blacks, I did not realize..." With that I quicken myself and cover my wet body with a warm towel. "Forgiven. I bathed and was just about to dress myself for the dinner party."
"Yes, your mother has asked me to come and see for you. I shall return to the party, Miss Blacks."
"My mother sent you here? Why hadn't she come to see to me herself?"
"She tires of calling upon your name...as so she told me."
"Then I shall prepare myself shortly, thank you William."
"Anything for you, Miss Blacks."
"I have mentioned before, my name, William."
"My apologizes, but I pay my respects with the proper knowledge that you are the daughter of a wealthy Madam. I am but a servant."
"Servants are well known as people too, I presume?"
"Yes...but not to most. Now, if you will excuse me, I must be off. G'day."
"William?"
"Yes, my lady?"
"I do not wish to go to the party."
"Why is that?"
"Why should I? To show those in need how I have what they do not? To show those that I am the daughter of the most respectful woman amoungst all England? To show that I exist? Why should I show to something I do not want to play out?"
"It is not my place to comment upon your view."
"It is not in my place to have this conversation with a servant, and you still see me speaking to you. Am I correct?"
"Yes...Scalet."
"I haven't an idea as to what I should do."
"If I may say, you should do as your mother asks."
"And why is that?"
"There is a certein guest awaiting for you downstairs by the doorway."
"May I ask whom?"
"His name is but a mystery to these streets. He came from France only days ago."
"My mother invited a stranger?"
"That I do not know."
"Describe this gentlemen you speak of."
"Tall young man, no more than twenty. Strange piercing blue eyes, curly brown hair and completely covered with black clothing."
"I do not know whom he is but as soon as I am dressed I shall be by the doorway. Meanwhile, let him know I am on my way. Understood?"
"Yes, Scalet."
"William?"
"Yes?"
"Save me a dance."
"I am but a servant."
"Who happens to be quite a magnificent dancer." As I look through my large closet I feel his eyes slowly memorizing my semi-naked body. "You may leave, William."
"Yes, Lady Blacks." He closes the door patiently and slowly until I hear the small faint click of the doorknob. "Oh, great. I must now dress into a most unconfortable gown full of diamonds and lace. Shall I forget the shoes to match the horror? I live in castle with servants that are willing to carry me if they have to and yet I am nowhere near content! My mother, the Queen who makes all have pity upon her feet. My father, the King who has no idea what is ever going on around him! If it weren't for his advisors, I wonder where he would be.Where is that other shoe! I know I have it around...ah ha! Under the bed, along with the book I haven't returned to....ouch! Wrong foot..."
"Scarlet!"
"Coming!"
"Scarlet!"
"Coming!" The door opens and my mother looks toward me with disappointment."
"Hurry it up, girl. I want you to meet Sir Blair."
"Sir Blair? Are you sure he isn't trying to take over the world?
"Calm it down, and get ready fast!"
"I'm already finished, and I was told a young man is awaiting me by the doorway?"
"Oh, yes! Quite a young man with a peculiar smile."
"I'll meet Sir Blair in a short while." I rush through the door and down the steps pretending to enjoy my every step as if it were my last steps. Slowly I make my way toward the doorway but the crowd only allows me to see the back of the man's head. "G'day sir, Madam. Genevieve, Leonard...and you must be..." Finally the man turns to face me and I feel myself melt to the floor and disappear into another realm. "I am Lucus Burns, you must be the beautiful Scarlet." He lifts my hand and lightly places a kiss. "Not that I am conceded, but yes that is I."
"Scarlet, shall we take a walk?"
"You may be handsome and charming with your looks and your sweet talks but you are still as stranger to my view and I will not be taken as a fool, Lucus."
"You are absolutly right. You haven't enough trust with me. My apologizes."
"What is it you want exactly?"
"Relax, I am but a messanger from a friend."
"Friend? I honestly wish I had a true friend outside these secluded walls."
"You borrowed a book from him?"
"Oh, you mean Charles! Charles is not my friend, only a librarian not far from here. I did him a favor and he did one for me."
"Pardon me?"
"No, no nothing like that! My, what a crazy little mind you have. Then again, you are a man."
"And what does that mean, exactly?"
"It means you are so closed minded that all you have room for in that pea-sized brain is thoughts like that."
"Well, I sure didn't think the Princess Scarlet Blacks had such an evil mind."
"This is only half of me, you should see the rest."
"Delighted to." Lucus smiles handsomely and I feel my body walk as he leads me outside. "Now, how about that walk?"
"Lucus, you should seal those charms of yours from all women!"
"Why Miss Blacks, are you jealous?"
"Perhaps, Alucard, I am not jealous but insisting upon grabbing your interest. Is it working?"
"I see you have some tricks up your sleeve, too. And yes, it is working."
"Scarlet! It is I, Sir Blair!"
"Whom is Sir Blair, my lady?"
"Another man attempting to ask for my hand in marriage. The foolishness of humanity! Such fools that none care if you are in love or not. As long as you give them what they want everything is just wonderful. Of course my mother and father would never understand my perspectives. They will never understand why it is I that has a different mentality from all those others who only follow the rest of ignorance."
"Ah, yes...the idiots are taking over."
"Yes, indeed."
"Miss Scarlet!"
"Excuse me while I put on my mask of lies and smiles of wonder for the entertainment of a complete stranger."
"If I recall, I am also a complete stranger. Do you have a mask of lies and smile of wonder on, Miss Blacks?"
"You are not a stranger, for you have haunted my dreams with your captivating view. " For a moment I feel myself turn a dark shade of pink and smile down at the ground."G'day, Lucus."
"G'day, Miss Blacks."



[ December 28, 2005, 12:52 AM: Message edited by: CarelessWhsiper ]

[Mecha Tails 7218]

Common names and such: Mecha Tails, Mecha Tails 7218, MT
Real Name: Jesse Prower

Age: 20

Sex: Duality of male and female... currently female to balance out the time as a male before becoming a duality, though.

Race: Base/birth is kistune, but s/he is a shapeshifter.

Weapons: Beamsword, seemingly unlimited shurikens

Abilities: Shapeshifting (into almost anything), powerful wind and lighting based powers (An elemental of the type, can absorb said elements as well), Chaos Control, Chaos Blast (My variant before Shadow the Hedgehog came out, similar to DBZ styled Ki attacks, but with a much slower charge time, but has more power). Also has a super form, Psycho Mecha Tails. Never really used unless a suition calls for it.

Current "main" form's appearence: A silver fured, five tailed female kistune. Mainly seen in a black, semi-high tech form fitting ninja suit. Other commonly used forms: Robotic kistune, Rainbow colored kistune, both five tailed.

I'll add the backstory later...

[ November 27, 2005, 10:17 PM: Message edited by: Mecha Tails 7218 AKA Jesse Prower ]

[Muteki Rarus]

Name:Rarus
Race:Jumi of amethyst (Pretends to be human)
(Jumi are basically humans with gem-like "cores")
Age:22
Height:5'11''
Weight:159
Status:Alive
Weapons:Many, usually tridents, tomahawks, lances, and halberds, but rarley axes, and almost never swords, and all of his equipment is completley mundane.
Magic :P retty weak. Mostly basic light-based spells.
Armor:Usually scale mail and a medium steel shield.
Element:Light
Eyes & Hair:Lavender
Other Abilities:Through training, he has developed an incredible jumping ability, and a limited shapechanging ability. He currently can only take the shapes of fairly mundane animals, and he retains his core in all his forms.
Personality:He's quite inexperienced, and knows that he could be pounded into jelly by most others in VGF, so he typically avoids one on one fights. He also has a strong aversion to swords, which he considers overused and overrated. The only sword he actually has any desire to wield is the legendary Masamune, but he considers obtaining such a weapon well beyond his ability.
Resistances:Light, Electricity
Weaknesses:Sonic(Sound), Ki

Super Robot:
Name: Gold Majin
Pilot: Rarus
Height:20.1m
Weight:55t
Main weapon: He has no "main" weapon
Material:Gold-Adamantine alloy
A robot based off of Impact Z, Gold Majin has most of his weapons, as well as some new ones. Quite durable, and fast for his size and weight, it is very powerful.

[ December 15, 2005, 09:21 PM: Message edited by: Rarus ]

Name: Rikki
Race: Copper Dragon
Age:187
Lenght: 40'3''
Weight: 7,256lbs.
Breath Weapon: A potent beam of acid.
Equipment: As a dragon, he has no real need for mundane equipment, but is seeking magical/technological things.
Magic: Accomplished with transformation, creation, and illusion spells, but is still competent with most other types.
Weaknsses: Electricity, Ice
Resistances: Acid, Poison, Ki, Magic
Other abilities: Though he can fly well, he is also a excellent jumper and climber.
Personality: He enjoys taunting and embarassing his opponents if the oppourtunity arises, and is quite friendly, outside of the battlefield, that is.

[Shaman king from the limo]

Name:Kadioh *the snake* Asukura

Clothes:Red tanktop,green bandana black shorts,running shoes

Weapons:Spear,Bow,3 swords,2 guns(1 rifle and 1 pistol),physical attack snake rush: swerve then heavy impact plus throw in the air

Forms:Human, Snake

Magic:green blast

Secret power: hitting bomb with tennis racket at 300 m.p.h.

[Vapor]

Name:Vengeance Twilight (or "Ven")
Gender: None, but considers himself male.
Race: Scarecrow, stuffed with asbestos [fibrous White asbestos, specifically] instead of hay; about 6 feet tall, with slightly tattered shirt and pants, and a straw hat. His head is a Jack o' Lantern, with lightning in it for some reason.

Powers:
-Immunity to heat (Due to being stuffed with asbestos).
-Ability to jump up to 43 feet high.
-Ability to run up to 100 miles an hour.
-Some sorcery, due to the fact he lives on it. (See history)
-Control over the lightning in his head, i.e. shooting it out.

Weapons:
-Enchanted Scythe: A scythe that enables him to control plants within a 1-mile radius.
-Enchanted Pitchfork: Can launch spikes of pure energy from the prongs.
-Crowgun: A Weapon designed and built by Ven, it is a crowbar that can shoot lead bullets.

Origin: Was a scarecrow on a small farm, which had fires frequently. Therefore, he was stuffed with asbestos, so he wouldn't burn. One day, a mage of high power brought him to life and gave him the name of Vengeance Twilight. The mage made Ven captian of a battalion of zombies, which he planned to use to take over the continent and rule it with an iron fist. However, Ven faked his own death to escape(He hated being ordered around by the mage).Eventually, the mage's forces were halted by other warriors, but Ven still lives, powered by the Mage's sorcery.


<<<<<<>>>>>>>

Alias: The White Gear

Real Name: Mechanical Footsoldier 3,061, Division 17, of the Grazk Wars. (Easy to see why White Gear is preferred.)

Gender: None (Machine)

Appearence: Slender, white, 9-foot tall humanoid machine. Through the translucent white armor labyrinths of gears can be seen, and gears protrude at elbows and knees as joints (also white). In place of feet, There are gears at the bottom of the legs that it rolls on, enabling it to roll on any surface at any obtuse angle. The head is a diamond shape with a triangular black spot on it as the only facial feature.

Weapons:

The Gearsword- a device that looks like a row of gears attached to a metal base. The gears do in actuality have razor-sharp teeth, so the Gearsword acts much like a chainsaw, except less noisy and cleaner.

Gear Shurikens- Gears with razor-sharp teeth that act like normal shurikens; fired from hands.

Powers:

• Minor control over Chain Reactions and probability.
• Super Strength (Maximum lifting of 65 tons).
• Some sort of invulnerability (Can withstand some blows/impact, heat, and cold).
• Ability to blast waves of energy from the triangle on the head.
• Resistance to rust.

History:
White Gear was once one out of many war robots for an alien race that was involved in a war with the people of Grazk; a planet that absolutely hated the race that was employing White Gear. Soon after the war ended and the robots were being disposed of, White Gear spontaneously developed a sentient mind. It rebelled against the military and fled to the vacuum of space. (Being a machine, he doesn't need to breath or anything) He wanders space now, searching for planets to explore and beings to hunt, as not all of his core programming was wiped out with the arrival of sentience. He occasionally performs random acts of good.

Older characters:

Lorenzo Tim(The origin of my name revealed!!) Spritesheet
Status:Metamorphosed;alive.
gender:male
race:used to be videogameoid,now a doodle.
origin:Lorenzo Tim used to be Mario, but fell
through a RANDOM-FUNKY-DISCO-GROOVY-WARP HOLE!!
into doodle land.He was changed into a being
with a persona nothing like that of Mario.He
now resides in my sprite comix.
powers:
>nacho beam-beam of energy.
>Jello defend-summons an unbreakable,but still edible wall of red Jello.
>Albatross smash-forms a gigantic, unblockable birdhead fist and, well, smashy-smashys.
>Albatross power-summons a giant bird to fly on.
Weapons:none.
personality:eccentric, but still logical.

Name:Arovday Dream
Picture
Gender:Male
Race:Alien/Comet
Attacks:
-Burnt Ice:Throws a triangle of hot,smoking ice that explodes on impact.
-Aura Shock:Beam of light that hits like a cannonball.
-Rezhamp :P sychic blast that can also Cut and Burn stuff!
-Psychedelic Storm:Turns the Sky Tye-dye and Causes Mass Illusion, Damage, and Possibly Poison to those near Arovday.(VERY tiring to use)

Powers:
-Extra Strength
-Extra Wisdom
-Can Transform into a Comet for a limited time period.

Weapons:
-Blade of the Psyche: A Sword that, on contact,causes psychedelic illusion temporarily.

Origin:
Arovday was once Comet, But saw that there were problems in the universe through which he blazed.
So he manifested himself in a young alien, and they combined their powers to Destroy the Universe's Treachery that it holds.

[ January 01, 2006, 09:59 AM: Message edited by: Vapor ]

[EXTRAMUNDANE]

My Characters

Aurora Isis Zeka
http://www.heatherwind.com/comCP/JS_Shomei.jpg

Powers: Witch (black magic, white, green, anything pretty much)
Also has great powers of telekenises
Hair: Black and blue
Eyes:Black
Age:24
Usual weapons: An extra spellbook at all times.
History: Aurora was born in England and raised by her single mother. Aurura's father died from a heart attack when she was only five years of age. She began to learn white magic from her mother's teachings but thought it wasn't enough for her. So at the age of 13 she went to school and began working to save up money to get Witch schooling. After many years of hard work at the age of 19 she found a school that taught both magic and regular school subjects. She learned of all the magics and many secrets and even wrote a book that was later banned and burned. I will not discuss that matter. Anyway, at the age of 21 she fell in love with a warlock who was as intelligent as her...perhaps just a little more, for he did play tricks on her. He wanted to control her and filled her up with as many spells as possible. She became crazy,was sent to a hospital for one year, until her mother was able to come up with a plan to go and get her daughter back. It was a success but they both had to go into hidding for a while until one day Aurura couldn't take it anymore, said farewell to her mother and fled. And now she's here, stronger than ever.

Ulises Vincent Blair
http://www.heatherwind.com/Gfantasy/Psy ... lation.jpg

Powers:Vampire, also the power to shape shift into a tiger.
Hair: Black
Eyes: Blue
Age: Vampire years: 98 Human years:25
Usual weapons: The only weapon is his strengh.
History: The memory of his past is a bit of a blur to him. The only things he can remember is that his mother died in a car accident and that he was once in love with a vampire. That vampire is what led him to his own distruction. Her whole self was a mystery to him and so he went after her and she went after him. Her father didn't approve of their mix and so had a proposel for Ulises. Become a vampire or leave my daughter alone. And so he made a decision and become a creature of the night which led him into more distruction. After a while his lover ran off with another vampire, stronger and better to her. Ulises became depressed for some time until he started living on his own. Learning on his own and being on his own. He only took the life of one person and after that he only drank bloodbane and blood of animals. He still does.

[Yoshilikesapples]

Im new so dont blame me if i do this wrong.

Name: Eater

Nickname: Ultimate

Date of birth: 20 November 2006

Sex: Male

Age: 16

Species: Yoshi

Personality: He thinks he will win every battle, but has a lot to learn. He will care for others when they are in danger, but is always looking for adventure.

Colour Yoshi: Dark Blue

Height: 4 foot

Powers: He can eat and turn any species into a egg, but they can break free. He can get enimes in his mouth and shoot them at a great distance. He can tail whack, and can slap when neccecery. When he is in danger, he will use his special move and use pound on the ground.

Figure: Small and felxible.

Clothing: No clothes.

Addapted to: Nice green forests, and bushs and trees.

History: When eater was born, a dark evil sprit captured his parents, making him an orphan. I pair of yoshi parents found him, and raised him in a beatiful forest. Now 16, he decided to leave his adopters, and go exploring, looking for adventure.

Oddities: He would occasinly lick people he licks, or if someone is dirty, lick them clean.

Well thats about it. Hope i did it right!

Yoshilikesapples.

[Serenade]

Serenade
Race: Demon
Age: Unknown
Weapons: Sol and Luna, (Twin swords) Oblivions Blade.
Height: 6'4
Weight: 174
Clothing: Maroon trench coat, Black sun glasses, black leather belt with hilts hanging from the sides.
Created from an unknown source, Serenade wanders across the lands in search for opponents worthy of his blade. His power has grown over the centurys' by draining his victims essence. He has the ablitly to heal himself fully by tapping into the specturm.

Description: Dark red eyes shifted under his thick dark black hair, His fangs over the bottom lips,
Razor sharp, strong claws on both is feet and his hands. His Aura was more intense then most Demons. His body reaking of fresh blood from his most recent victims. Large black angelic wings on his back. His voice soft and dark. His personality cruel and cold...

[Judas Iscariot]

Name: Jack Thripper

Height: 6'1

Weight: 175 lbs

Appearance: Pale ghost white skin is offset by the black leather trenchcoat covering his body. He keeps the collar up on said trenchcoat so that it resembles a cape. Underneath the previous stated trenchcoat he wears faded blue jeans and a plain black t-shirt. His face is long and skeletal, with thin lips that hardly exist at all and a long crooked nose. His eyes are the most handsome feature about him and they're striking with their color: a dark indigo like the night's sky.

Weapons:

Three straight swords: Each are made entirely of a dense steel alloy. They're three feet long each and quite generic. Everything down to the hilt is solid steel; which is awkward for a sword to be made in such a way for though this makes them near impossible to break it also prevents one from blocking attacks from other swords as the impact will completely be absorbed in your hand as opposed to the hilt. They're sheathed and strapped along his back.

Knives: He has ten knives constructed in a similar fashion to his straight swords. These are kept in leather holsters along the inside of his trenchcoat. Each one is about 10 inches long total (6 inches for the blade, 4 for the handle).

Dart Heads: An unusual weapon to say the least. He's broken the heads off of darts (just the metallic sharp part) and keeps them in his pocket. Several hundred of them in total. Each one is about and inch long and weighs little more than a couple grams.

Shock collars: Three shock collars are kept inside another pocket in his trenchcoat. They're constructed completely of steel and work much like hand cuffs (once one of them is around someone's neck the only way to get it off is with a key). Most unusual seeing as Jack does not keep a key on him. Another enigma about the collars is that the only way they can be activated is by a small metal switch along the back of each collar. This as opposed to the more convenient method of a remote control.

Deck of cards: Another unusual item. This deck of cards has been modified so that each card is in essence to pieces of paper sandwiched over a very fine razor to make the edges razor sharp. Serve no conventional purpose.

Steel plates: Three steel plates that fold up into small 1X1 squares. When unfolded they're 3X3. Also seem to serve no conventional purpose.

Abilities: Magnetism.

Jack entire body is magnetic. This magnetism can be activated and deactivated at any time and from his hands he can control magnetism around him. He can extend a mangetic field which makes all metal objects idle. He can focus it into a fine invisible beam which draws in metal objects at whatever speed he wants. He has absolute control over all metal objects within a 100 ft radius.

Race: Human

History: Born in a small backwoods town in the middle of nowhere. He was sexually abused by his parents as a child until his parents had an unfortunate accident whenhe was 10 yrs old (though it is speculated that he murdered them). He was taken in by his uncle, who was a drunk and also eventually met with an unfortunate end when Jack was 17. Jack has been on his own ever since.

Personality: Utterly insane. He believes he is not quite of this world, nor of the human race. He hates humanity and all of its accomplishments and wants to bring an end to it. He's dangerously smart which may have led to his absolute insanity.

[Scarred Wings]

Name:
Scar

Age:
Too old to matter

Race:
Angel

Trained specialties:
Has become quite proficient with the sword and staff. But can also channel energy from his body as a means of self-defense.

His story:
A being with wings that has long forgotten his origin. His past is freckled with nothing but pain and suffering. As a result, he decided to erase such a troublesome life from his memories, and soon he did succeed. The only name he remembered is Scar, which he decided to choose for himself. Bundled up in the heavy clothes that he wore since who knows when, he set out for a peaceful life, with an unexplainable desire for "Paradise". What or where "Paradise" was was an enigma even to Scar, but it felt like a call for home. It felt like something worth fighting for. So he began a journey that would foster new friendships, enemies, dangers, and search to remember who he once was.

Ooc: Hey guys, long time no see! It's been, what...God close to 5 years since I last saw this place. It looks a lot spiffier now But apparently the population has drastically plummitted (sp?) since then. For those curious to know who I am, I used to have a character, Skyescreamer, also an angel (me and my freakish angel fixations). Well, it's been so long since I've been here that I'm not even going to try to salvage that old account, it's probably long gone anyways, and decided to make a new one (isn't that great? *nudges elbow*).

I'm both surprised and glad to see many of you are still here: Wyborn (I still remember that huge almost neverending clash between us), Joker (and your gruesome finishes with your opponent's intestines), Zora (girl, you are still here?), also the lady who gave me inspirations on my character and various abilities when I first made him. I've missed you, Zora, it's great to see you still here, and I hope you are doing well. As well as various people I never got to know personally, but did see several times while I was an avid fan of Battlefield: Link the survivor, and swordmaster link are a couple (all of you guys are pretty persistant, good job). Well, I know finding a good friend to do battles should be pretty hard now (I'm seeing like what two posts per day maybe?)

But now that I'm on my way to college and with this really boring job, I thought I'd revisit the past and look for some good old friends while I have this desktop in front of me. Again it's good to see some of you still here! Keep this board alive guys!

[Repster]

Name:None.
Know as: Many things. None that she keeps track of.
Race: Half Astral Deva half unknown humanoid.
Blood type:B+ infused with pure light.
Age: Unknown.
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 217Ibs.
Eyes: Piecing grey, like well polished steel.
Hair: Matches with her eyes. Some even went so far as to say it's not hair, but steel growing out of her scalp. Rumors that hold some truth as her hair is stronger then follicle should allow, yet has the same feel. It is usually kept in one long intricate braid tucked beneath whatever clothing or armor she is wearing.
Defining clothing ( Items): None.
Defining features:Protruding from her shoulder blades would be what one would call the wings of a rather large bird. If they had feathers, or flesh for that matter. Only the bones remain. Razor sharp bones that are more mobile then when they has been restrained by flesh.

Weapons: Commonly seen carrying lengths of bone. Somewhat around five feet. Each being sharpen and turned into a primitive, but rather effective javelin as she has been seen throwing them threw stone without being damaged. At some times she will also be seen carrying spears of various make and material.

Armor: Varies. From full plate,to chain mail, to hard leather. Whatever she has been able to get her hands on at the time. She does have a preference for plating in the lighter versions, more so the breastplate.

Common abilities: Flight. Reflexes of a cat. Not limited to visible spectrum of sight. Can hear higher and lower frequencies. Manipulation of Light magic. Ability to manipulate bones (Aside from those encased in some strong flesh.). Minor regeneration. Strong enough to be able to lift 500 lbs over her head relatively easily. She has been seen lifting up to a ton above ground with some effort, and dragging much more.

Personality: Not much is known as she keeps to herself. Only speaking when it is needed.

Clothing: Like her armor, she has no set clothing beneath. Although, she does prefer something sturdy and soft.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
Name: Aidan Dreiks.
Title: Many, none as effective as his name.
Race: Supposedly human.
Blood type: Pure chaos infused F+. (As in Fire positive.)
Age: 2.7 Eons, give or take.
Height: 5' 6"
Weight: Unknown.
Mass: More known, but only by him, and he'll change it after telling you just because he can.
Eyes: Right is golden, like an animal. Left, well... look under the eye patch.
Hair: Stained with the blood of his enemies. Okay... So it's naturally that color to, but that's besides the point. Shortish, wild, and unevenly cut.
Defining clothing ( Items): His belt buckle, and silver flask, as well as a random eye patch.
Defining features: The scar that start from his hairline above his left eye down crossing said eye, down and down along his throat and chest on exiting when it has looped to his back from under his right ribs. One straight line cutting him in half. Life like marking of a gold dragon tail on his right shoulder and spiraling down his arm to rest it's hear on the back of his hand.

Weapons: None. He's a monk. Why would a monk learn to use a weapon.Of course, he has learned to use various weapons just because he could, yet will rarely wield one. Few are as effective as his body.

Armor: None. It just slows him down making his less deadly. Besides, he can just slip around most attack, and his regenerative properties takes care of wounds as effectively as stopping them. Sometimes bracers or leg guards.

Common abilities: Fire and lot's of it. High level of regeneration. Manipulation of his Ki. Defying the laws of nature, physics, and the universe. Can sneak up on you easier then your own shadow. Knows where you are, and a few things about you before you even get close. Sense of smell, hearing, sight, touch, somewhere nearing canine, feline and human levels, combined. Far from limited to those senses.

Personality: Calm, cool, and amused by most things giving him a permanent smirk. He lost his sanity quite a long time ago making him more volatile then nitro on a roller coaster and prone to mood swings, not that most would notice as he keeps rather calm threw it, including his hallucinations that even feel real. He retains his discipline ( which is why he has a semblance of sanity) and basic code of honor, if intepretated as he wills instead of the what he was taught.

Diet: Whiskey out of habit. Everything else is there for the taste of he feels like it.

Clothing: Pure white silk. Usually simple white pants of varying style, the robe of his order, sometimes a sleeveless shirt. More often then not a strip of cloth, leather, or a band of an alloy to keep his hair from his eye.

Slight bio: born, time passes, parents killed. Became an alcoholic, some more traumatic childhood. Monks took little orphaned and beaten starving him in. He left like they do to journey across the world and grow wise and learn and all that. Joined a war while drunk, witnessed unspeakable horrors, pissed off some gods, more horrors, got some gods to get the gods he pissed off to leave him alone, more horrors, Reached enlightenment, more horror, more gods pissed off, lost enlightenment, lot more horrors, some peaceful time, horrors, enlightenment again, more horrors, killing spree, piss off gods, beat up gods, become god, kill gods, get bored, go back to mostly mortality, start exploring other realms and galaxies where he does not have god hood at his disposal so he does not get bored. Died and came back a few times amidst the horrors and dealings with gods. It is unknown exactly when he lost his sanity. All and all, now a days he sees everything as good times.
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Name: Dir'creoh
Know as: AAAHHHHHH! GET AWAY FROM ME! HELP! HELP! HHEEEEEEELP!
Race: Not your ordinary Kobold
Blood type: Draconic
Age: 274
Height: 3' 5"
Weight: Much
Eyes: Slitted and yellow, reptillian.
Hair: None.
Defining clothing ( Items): None.
Defining features: A kobold...

Weapons: Anything with a blade that it can wield.

Armor: Full plating covering most of it's body. All of it covered in strange grooves and markings.

Common abilities: Color shifting, breath weapon, infravision, other kobold like things.

Personality: Unknown.

Clothing: None.

[Galefore]

INSPIRATION! .....Stupid inspiration made me make a ninja ripoff. Curse you inspiration!! Well, anyway, these are bios that were the product of the six months I was gone. Also, the Galefore bio on page 12 has been edited.(note: I have deleted all of my bios and have revamped and edited several old ones. i plan to move them here, to a grand archive post. There are seventeen characters, total, and they are the only ones that garner any further usage out of my thirty-two character roster.)

Name: Napor Vaproi

Gender: Male

Age: 28

Race: Human/Dark Elf

Eyes: Green

Hair: Black

Personality: This man could be run over by a steam roller and stillkeep his cool. He is mainly a calm, and deceptive at times, person.

Appearance: A pale skinned, tall man, he is well built. He dresses with a small ammount of body armor under a number of colors of clothing; Being a stealth operative for the army he works for. Has short hair. His armor is visible when he is struck (Which is rare when he's on assignment), and it has mainly dragon-like patterns and a long, crosslike symbol as well. His eyes are piercing. You can see his dark elf blood by his tall, lean physique, along with a strange eye form that seems to have dwarfed retinae.

Weapons:He tends to carry several knives in obvious places, mainly for throwing. Carries a small sword on his back. It is marked by an enchantment of sorts, which goes with his unique ability. It is called Ulminos, his tribes dialect of Dark Elvish translating that to "The Elves Lifeblood".

History: When Napor was concieved, the two races knew not what they were doing; Dark elf and human had no right to be together, but they were unaware that they were of different races: The had blindly met each other while drunk, and took thier own lives in another drunken fit when the child Napor was born, just in time to escape the government. Because he was spawn of both races, each at war for power, he was unwelcome. He was never remembered, and he never knew what his origins were to his death. Eventually, the elves of pure soul, known to many as angels of grace, took the baby to the Valkinor, or the "Human Rebirth", which was to choose where he would go. However, the Dark Elves suddenly "realized thier folly", and tried to liberate him from being "purified". He was eventually cast away for causing such confusion, and for the most part raised by the shadows of the trees(A ninja group). He lived for twenty years, in a coma like state, growing silently in the trees. His unconscious life was known not to even the pure ones, who never realized that corruption mixed with purity gave him a chaotic brain, sealing him from the world. When he awakened, he had knowledge: The pure ones had granted him this, and weapons plus skill to use him; the doing of the dark ones. He trained in silence, and discovered a unique talent: Teleportation. He became adept with it, and confronted his captors: The dark beasts known as the shadows of the trees.

He killed each shadow ruthlessly, and never had remorse. He was becoming a weapon. When he had killed them, he lost control: The chaos syndrome. He wandered to the human area, and they knew who he was, frightened by his new might.They knew he had to be neutralized. They assigned a pure elf to do it,and he confronted him. "Young one, do not let the chaos control you. Light and dark shall be forced to repent for taking such innoscense as a melting pot! Become one!" These words were now burned into his mind, as a sword with runes bearing these words was given to him. If he ever discovered what the writing said, chaos would ensue... He later joined the army.His unique skills landed him on special ops, and he became a hero to most, a time bomb to others...

To be continued...

Abilities:His weapons and armor carry a lot of magical power, especially his Kunai, or throwing knives for some. They contain a magic force that splits an opponents body by splitting his two forces: light and dark. This littlerally chops an opponent to pieces most of the time.

Elves' Lifeblood abilities: This sword keeps his mind neutral and forgetful of his light and dark powers. If it was to be read, the reality of his power would creap over him, and he would become more powerful than most know.

Teleportation: Basic for his ninja-like stealth and assassination techniques. It is known of as his most lethal ability, but that is definately far from true.

Chaos Abilities:

Chaos mind: Gives him his second state of mind complete with light and dark techniques and dark rune style armor.

Chaos Syndrome: an unbalance form that is berserk in action. When forced into this state of mind, he will become malevolent in actions and unpredictable.

(Another couple of bios for extra use. Man, feels like the old days when I shelled out twenty characters a day.)

Name: Dalopan The Earth Element

Gender:Male

Age: 29

Race: Human

Hair: Green

Eyes: Green

History: Remained at home most of his life, working from a young age on whatever he could work on. He soon became a weapons engineer for an important manufacterer of weapons(Namely the manufacturer for the dimensions army). While doing that, he found he could incorporate strange new metals into the weapons, and ended up bolstering the army's might greatly. As a reward, the army gave him a position as personal weapon's master, allowing him to do custom jobs. However, he turned it down and grew fond of personal work in his own home. At age 23, he began to awaken as Earth elemental. Soon, he began to realize his powers. People who noticed his abilities began to fear him, and less and less people communicated with him. He soon became a recluse, built armor and a weapon for himself, and lives by himself, constantly studying his new powers.

Personality: Considerably busy all the time, this man tends to overwork himself. He constantly builds weapons, tools, and machines out of boredom, then overworries himself about whether he should tweak them or leave them, often leading him to be in his house all day and night. At night, yells of pain from accidental whacks to his body can be haeard, along with loud complaints about steel and structure and other obscure things. Out of his hardworking exterior is a silents, ussually deeply thoughtful person. Is he thinking of work, or something else?

Appearance: Large, considerably muscular, with spiked hair and strange glasses that make his face seem too large for his head. His eyes are smaller than normal. He wears steel armor he made out of a newly discovered type of steel. It consists of full body plates, but no helmet and arm bracers. Tends to wear green colored steel. Has a large morningstar attached to the back of his armor. Stands 6"7. and weighs close to 230 pounds.

Strengths: Very hard to hit. Though the armor he wears make him seem more cautious, his speed is overwhelming for an earth elemental. Also very strong.

Weaknesses: Too cautious at times. Sometimes misses chances to hit.

Weapons: Terrageus- The earth element's Morningstar. It is large, so large that it has to be held by an enlarged handle and three intertwined Earth Steel Chains. It is powerful enough to destroy a mountain in few blows.

Abilities:
Earth Slam: The basic Earth move. Uses a chunk of earth as a missile and then follows up with a hit from the Terrageus.

Terraspikes-Earthen Spikes appear and impale the foe.

The Meteor: Known as the Big Finish, the meteor is litteraly a 50 foot wide/tall mountain top that slams on the foe. Only the extremely agile can escape this move.

Terrageus special properties: This weapon is filled with earth power, and sometimes does more than the wielder imagined it could when forged.

And Bio number three:

Name: Fesean Corenth

Known As: Core

Age: 22

Race: Human, elemental.

Height: 6'5

Weight: 140 pounds

History: Born in an area of earth in which elementals are not welcome, Core lived a normal life like all early-life elementals. (A quick description of elementals and tradition elementals, note Core is a tradition elemental:The elementals are the stream. When broken, the worlds decay. There are humans inhabiting every dimension, but every time an elemental dies, the new one is born. They are born a different race, and do not awaken for 20 years, even then they need help from the Awakener. They are born of the original race that inhabited the land, but they are in human form. Their powers, when awakened, are enough to destroy the words all at once. But they are keepers of tradition. They protect, and do not harm. They love, and do not hate. Tradition elements back up the balance. When the elements are in trouble, the Tradition Elements awaken. They are backup protecters, but they are more powerful. When exposed to the Stealer of Power(Maggimus), they become evil. The stealer is the one that kills the elements and gathers power. Maggimus wants destruction. He hates, and only hates. He is unstoppable, but the elements will prevail...Won't They?) He was awakened by Maggimus, and his parents went insane. They were convinced they were in hell, and had birthed Satan Spawn. They were arrested for trying to kill Core, and Core soon inherited their insanity. He was the Element of Death, so his insanity led him to believe he WAS death. He wrapped himself in bandages, and used black lenses to cover his eyes up, then made a scythe. He eventually began killiing as Maggimus' pet, and loyally followed till the end of his line. He also blindly killed the family of the Dark elemental, Selm.

Appearance: Wears a black jacket, and wears long, black pants. His face is covered in bandages, and his eyes are invisible due to the face that he wears blacks glasses. He is abnormally skinny, and has a ghostly quality to him. His real weight is a mere 110 pounds, which is very wierd for his size. The only weight increaser is the metal that he attaches to his clothes. He ussually carries his sythe on his back, and has bandaged hads that have two long blades attached on each end. Also, he has metal shoulderguards, with long, curved blades on top. His fingertips are uncovered. He is most definately bald, his bandages are full body, and he wears black shoes.

Weapon: The aforementioned scythe. The shaft is simpe, but the blade is intricate, with black designs on the polished, silver blade. It is called Final Toll.

Arm blades: His arm blades are his last ditch weapon, but he tends to use them often nonetheless. He is quite skilled with them.

Strengths: Fast, and powerful. Despite his light weight, his being an Elemental grants him a boost in physical strength. Though it should be difficult to breath in his bandages, it actually isn't, which ussually throws opponents off. He can also produce bombs and he know exavtly where to touch you to kill you.

Weaknesses: Dull senses, insanity, and weakness to fire and heat.

Abilities: Exo-bombs: Produces death element charges and attempts to plant them on enemies. The exo-bomb is limited, and depending on the charge, rather varied in strength. Core temds to use this move very little, ussually just attempting to mince your innards.

Specialty Touch: He knows various death touches, due to deep study of pressure points and killing moves. He rarely even hits.

Final Toll special properties: The weapon is an elemental weapon, but it is not at all special.

Arm blade special properties: none.

And yet another bio:::Name: Kerk Desinsoul

Gender: Male

Age: 31

Race: Human

Height: 6'0

Weight: 190 pounds

History: Kerk was formerly a pyromaniac who lived to burn things. He set multiple buildings, and people, on fire, and was eventually arrested. He simmered silently in his iron cell, knowing that there was nothing to burn. His mind cooked itself like a cake in the oven, and he lost it. He was awakened by Maggimus as a tradition element of fire, and he was delighted to be free, because naturally Maggimus killed every guard that tried to stop him. This tradition element sharpened his skill menacingly fast, and became the fastest fighter ever fought by the Elemental Army. He garnered much attention from the opposite side, and he was asked to switch sides. He did, but he was secretly on order from Maggimus. He summoned up his every bit of strength, and killed several people. He served loyally alongside Core and the beautiful water TE Serese until his end.

Appearance: Wears and orange breastplate and red leg armor. They are cut out of red Dragon Skin, and have a high resilience rating. He wears gloves made of the same thing, good for punching due to their armorlike quality. It also helps him grip his weapon, making it impossible to knock it from his death-grasping fingers. He has a black over-robe, and black martial-arts-friendly shoes. He has short black hair, and red eyes. Has a crazed smirk and squinted stare.

Personality: Silent, but mainly because of his disdain to not accidentally scorn his master. He has a calm temper, unbelievably. When around fire, he goes into a mad-type of mode where he will lose most of his sanity until the fires die.

Weapons: Blazehammerne: A large, red mace made of the concentrated heat of twelve tons of volcanic lava. It is made of a super-heated volcanic steel, with a core of fire.

And of course, his fists.

Abilities: Pyromania: His roots are evident in the burst of huge flames conjured by the smoke of the area. His flames singlehandedly burn up the entrity of the breathable air in the area, and kerk always escapes, somehow...

Mad-flame: A concentrated assault of almost unending straight streams of Fire.

Burner-Fersan: An attack that aims at vital points, attempting to cripple the foe.

Bongesgron: An attack that summons a portal of flame. It summons lava all over the ground, covering all but the high ground, and raising the temperature for better summoning of combustible gas.

Basic Fire: Self-explanatory.

Blaze Hammer special properties: It releases high amounts of energy when swung, and Kerk utilizes this to leave trails of flame behind (The flames come from smoke caused by contact with other objects.). It also heat and burns most combustible substances it hits. One of the few functional elemental weapons, or at least beyond being a simple weapon.
(There'll probably be a double post, because It seems I can't place all of my characters in one post)

[Galefore]

Name:Arthuro Menian

Gender: Male

Age: Unknown

Race: Griffionoid

Hair: Brown Feathers.

Eyes: Brown

Personality: An extremely chivalric person. Though not of noble descent, he still acts as if he were a knight or some sort of high ranking warrior of the chivalric code, through actions, not words. He speaks but a few words, but all are very wise.

Appearance: Griffionoids are humanoid griffons. They stand on two lion like feet, with a lion's tail, but has talons for hands and wings. His head is like the head of a golden eagle, and he wears armor over most of his body, with the exclusion of his hands. His armor is steel in some places, such as his forearms and legs, but leather on other places. His chest is adorned with an odd green chest plate, and he wears specially made boots.

History: His early history is a definite unknown, but he appears to be some sort of warrior from somewhere else. He is connected to Galefore’s early life as a guard who helped him fight early foes, but he disappeared a couple of years later. He has fought his own battles against his own challengers, including conquering an entire dimension, but after his time as a traveler, he became one of the forest guardians for a brief time. No one knows where he went afterwards, but it is known that he helped Nion Drieal Feantol fight his later battles.

Weapons: A strange sword with a rapier like hilt, with wing like handguards, and a large double edged blade. It has unique carvings, supposedly from the language spoken by the griffionoids of his home.

Abilities: Of his abilities, his finest points are in his magical abilities, but his sword styling is worth mentioning.

Swordsmanship: The griffionoid order commands strict study of Swordsmanship, and the development of a particular style called Tumne Fil is mandatory. The great griffionoid warrior Tumne Fil was a master of the art of flight swordsmanship. His style is root for several styles, but the creator of this style must begin the title with Tumne, and will be banished if not. Arthuro supposedly named his style Arti Resdan, and was banished from the lands, but this is only a theory. He now calls his style Tumne Resdan, a very flight heavy style that he uses for aerial combat with warriors who can fly. He can also use it on the ground, but to less effect.

Magical abilities: Though not very special or custom, his spells are quite powerful and deadly. He cares very much about his studies, so his magic becomes greater.

Name:Erasmus Sindierus

Gender: Male

Age: 46

Race: Frozenblood (Human created in a genetic lab with a cold substance substitute for blood)

Eyes: Blue

Hair: Blue

Personality: As cold as his blood. Believes the world is cold and evil, as is he...

Appearance: A humble old man at first, but when approached, takes on the appearance of a ice archmage. He has a robe of light blue that is covered in spikes made of ice, in every direction. He has (oddly) pointed shoes that are black, and wears no hat. His hair is short, in a straight form. He has a short beard.

Weapons: Makes weapons out of his own ice. He has a large variety of weapons, and he uses different ones from battle to battle. Don't get to close if you cut him, as he'll probably change his icesub(blood substitute mentioned earlier) into a dagger and stab you before you know.

History: He was built to destroy a nearby civilization along with three others. Before a certain incident, he was a pacifist, and left the army to become a regular civilian. The city was a terrible place for him, as several people began to realize his inhumanity. To avoid violence, he left. On his way out, a warrior of Time Magic named Cronasios met him. He was an assassin, and Erasmus was to be assassinated like the rest of the frozenbloods. He was devastated over the loss of his only friends in life. The opponent charged. Erasmus was cut in the stomach. As he bled blue, he felt his blood. It froze in his hand. Erasmus took advantage of this and formed a sword, hewing the opponent down. As cronasios fell, he used "Frezek" on Erasmus, leaving Erasmus in that state for a whole year. He began to formulate philosophies that humanity was evil, and so was the rest of the world, including himself. A purge of the world was needed. As he plots to destroy Hyrule with his "Freeze Purge", Erasmus has had several encounters with The Elementals soldiers(Including Galefore) and plans the demise of the military first. This was the plan of Erasmus, frozen hearted fiend of the Earth.

Abilities:

Icecrafting: Creation of weapons and armor from Ice or his blood.

Freezing pierce: As Erasmus is still somewhat pacifist, he let's ice freeze the opponent as a last move. He plans to kill everyone, including himself, in the "Freezing Purge", so killing his opponent is unnecessary. He freezes him instead, and locks him away, so he can "make no further disturbances before this world is destroyed..."-Erasmus.

Freezing Purge: (Minor) The prototype of the purge. Can only be dodged by hiding behind a straight verticular object.

Name:Galei Satama

Gender: Male

Age:36

Race:Human,thought to have a small pinch of dwarven descent.

Hair: Blackish red.

Eyes: Blue.

Personality: Stubborn.

Appearance:Galei is somewhat bulkier than the rest of the forest guards(explained in history),and tends to show it off. He's adorned in dark green pants, covered up by knee plates. He has a dark brown shirt, a adamant vest underneath. He has black and green armor, down to his stomach. His arms have the same type of armor, plus leather gloves. He has a couple of axes on his back, a short stabbing dagger, and hatchets for throwing. Plain boring face, nothing special about it.

History: The forest guard was a group of warriors who defended the core power supplies of the 15 countries of So'Aradis.Galei was part of the 3rd countries group, along with Jodjas Rojoni, Kareem Al'Absom, Napor Vaproi, Adree Metrom, and Helma Cronisis. After a failed attempt to defend the 3rd country’s forest's supply, they dispersed across the globe to various locations. Galei was partnered with Helma. The two defended their post until Galei was called back. After the event that called Galei back was resolved, Galei returned to the post that he originally defended with Helma's help. The post was in ruin, along with the rest of the country. The only evidence of what happened to Helma comes with the finding of an illegible note. What could be read was "pply lost...save th...ountry gon...flee now..." then a whole bunch of smears. Most believe he quickly wrote this, then fled to the great country of Dawao. Galei has since moved to the Dawao supply, and guards the forest that holds it with his life.

Weapons and attacks:Galei's weapons are as follows: Axe 1:A large Battle axe, modified steel, short handle. Larger blade than usual axe.
Axe 2: Smaller one handed axe, more or less used for chopping other things than enimies.
Dagger: Regular dagger.
Attacks: Terror axe: Axe is powered up and becomes lighter, making it easier to kill with.


Pause for Thought: Stops enemies using two spells to freeze and read the opponents status at the same time to create a strategy mid-battle.

Crash Hatchet:Galei uses modified steel on his hatchets to make them destroy the ground it crashes into.

Toxic Modify: Dagger becomes Poison dagger.

Electric modify: Dagger becomes Shock Sword.

Flames of Amrin: Dagger becomes Flame Staff.

Axe of Dawao:Axe gains an Earthen attribute.
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Regular moves: Slash
Sling
Throw
Weapon exchange
Leap

Name: Maggimus Erns

Gender: Male

Age: 129 (He must live until an elemental strikes him down.)

Race: Some say he is human, but he has called himself a mage, a product of magic, nothing more.

Height:6'2

Weight:190

Ethnicity: White

History: A boy who became obsessed with things he would never obtain, and a servant to dark magics. He was the only child in his family who was as talented and brilliant as he was. His magic studies and power were advanced from age four and up, and he began to slowly overpower even his teachers as young as eight. His only desire was to see things he wanted to see. His eyes had caught glimpses of the entire world, and now he wanted to see that universe itself, heaven, hell. His obsession with seeing these things without dying was extreme, and it consumed his very soul. Eventually, his studies grew more secluded, the things he practiced more and more dark. His mind grew into a chasm of horrendous thoughts, and he began to journey to obtain every ounce of power he could acquire. His murderous actions held his soul, and crushed his life. He became a servant to evil and fear, and became sure that he was the epitome if power. He eventually became the Neo-Elementis and now strives to kill all the elements within one year's time to gain full power. He Wishes to destroy the world by force, and cares not even of his own, wretched, non-ending life. He also knows his life as the Elementis is almost over, and is secretly grooming an heir.

Personality: Well, if you knew what he wanted, you know that. If you haven't, he's ruthless and brilliant. Did I mention Ruthless? I Did? Who cares, I'll say it again: HE'S RUTHLESS.

Appearance: He usually wears dark colored clothing. He wears enough clothing to make him seem bigger than he is, so don't be fooled. His underarmor is very thick, as are the robes he wears. His protection is overly obsessed, and his only weak spot is his head. He has ice-like eyes, and a purple shade of color for hair. It is slightly long.

Strengths: ???

Weaknesses:???

Weapons: His weapon (Which he rarely uses) is a spear similar to Galefore's, made of pure gold. This weapon is rarely used, but is a potent weapon that kills with style.

Magical Abilities:

Draconi Nusin: The attack that made him unique. It summons a dragon-like head to consume the enemy, then it explodes with him in it. It is a common attack that can easily be dispelled, and is more of a scare tactic.

The Orb of Remorse: A deadly orb that explodes if the target uses magic or tries to dispell it. However, it is low power, and can only kill if it is charged for a long, long time, perhaps weeks or even months.

Draconi Sanion: The upgraded full body dragon that thinks on it's own, called Sanion. It can kill multiple targets and is harder to dispel.

Highly Advanced Black Magic: Powerful multi-elemental spells. Very commonly used, but very deadly.

Name: Xakeri Elkik

Gender: Male

Age: He speaks an inunderstandable numerical system, and he hasn't yet been able to translate his numbers to ours. In other words, who knows.

Race:Qwenek (I'll explain in appearance.)

Hair: None.

Eyes: Black

Personality: From his physical behavior, some say he’s a "Gentle Giant". Though it would seem he can't speak English, he obviously understands when you challenge him to a fight. In fact, he understands whatever you say. Maybe you can get him to talk someday.

Appearance: A Qwenek is a large beast about ten feet tall. He has tough, shining bronze skin, making him very hard. He has weak points, however, so don't think he's impervious. He has a few spikes in various locations, such as his elbows, his knees, his eyebrows (Spikes actually make up his brow line). He is very muscular creature, but he isn't known to randomly try to smash you like some sort of ogre. he usually wears only what he needs: A strap to hold his weapon, and a cloth used as a covering garment.

History: Qwenek appeared in the Forest of Dawao a few years after the Guardians moved in. They were gentle, and one of them was a good enough battler to be handpicked to be a Guardian Soldier of Dawao. Currently he works for Galei.

His backstory is told by a bilingual Qwenek named Gurini. Xakeri was a warrior from the start. Though he had the option to help the (Strangely advanced) civilization of the Qweneks improve, this exceptionally smart giant decided to put his strategic mind to use for fighting. He fights in a curious pattern, illustrating his strange race's uniqueness. He was one of the few warriors in his civilization to be called a genius, though his culture had high standards for such a title. When he entered the forest of Dawao, he mapped it out in two hours. Though he is now a Forest Guardian, he still helps his culture when it needs it's genius general back.

Weapons: He is good at hand to hand combat, but at depth, he prefers to use his Warkernik. A warkernik is a strange (Metal) pole like thing that can specifically choose how to attack depending on the foe. A handy little tool.

Abilities: Not much is known about any magical or even physical special attacks, but he is very good at wielding several trivial things... (You'll see what I mean if you battle him)

(Feel free to use the race I just made up for your purposes, such as your own Qwenek character. It doesn't matter to me.)

NAME: Biinikri
SHORTER NAME: Biin
AGE: 29
GENDER: Male
RACE/SPECIES: Lizalfos
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Large, green scaled, big green lizard-like eyes, long tail, spikes in various places, long snout, bigger than most Lizalfos.
STRENGTHS: Quick and quite skilled with his blade.
WEAKNESSES: Weak.
BREIF HISTORY: Biin was born in Dodongo cavern, son of the two lizalfos that Link killed at the beginning of the dungeon. He had already learned skill with his sword, and was quite prepared to battle Link, but he deserted his parents when Link showed up, and now hates himself intensely for allowing his parents death. After the battle, he left the cavern, scared to return. He decided to train himself to be less cowardly. Years later, he had trained further and decided to return to the lava pits where his parents bodies lie. He fought a group of Dodongos away from the Lizalfos' lava pits, becoming a commander of Lizalfos because of this act shortly after returning. His army fought the Dinalfos in a war for superior being, and won, causing an uprising that killed the great Lizalfos leader and put Biin in his place.
ATTIRE: Rusted armor, Leather boots pilfered from an explorer, Spiked rusted shoulderplates.
THINGS/WEAPONS YOU CARRY WITH YOU: A twisted rusty blade, and an equally rusted dagger.
ALIGNMENT: Evil
PERSONALITY: Very, very stubborn, and although previously cowardice, now he's essentially a thrill seeker.
OCCUPATION/HOBBY: Leader and commander of the Lizalfos army.
FAVORITE THINGS TO DO: Anything dangerous. He also enjoys throwing people into the lava.

[Galefore]

(PLEASE, EXCUSE MY TRIPLE POST! There was a limit on letter per post. Sorry, Joker!)

Name: Nion Driel Feaontol

Gender: Male

Age: Unknown

Race: Unknown

Eyes: Black

Hair: Black

Personality: Beyond all control, and extremely still, he is deceptively quiet. Though vile thoughts stir in his mind, he has yet to embrace an evil madness. He has yet to completely tip over the edge...

Appearance: His body is medium sized, but his muscular build is deceptively hidden. His armor covers only his arms, and resembles bullets. He wears simple clothing, as if he beckons you to strike him, and provokes your ferociousness no matter how well hidden it is. His hair is hooded for the most part, but under it is definitely black hair in a semi long fashion.

Weapons: He carries any weapon he wants, which changes from battle to battle. He is infamous for using his armor as a weapon.

History: His dimension all his own, the last of anyone else that existed there decayed long before they reached him. He stood in the open of the plain around the strewn dead and stared at nothing. He simply walked away from the Forest Guardians when they offered assistance, he simply dodged all contact. Kareem held his sword in front of him to block his leave, and interrogated him, which proved useless. This dimension would be left a mystery, the boy to come with them. He said nothing and followed their orders accordingly. When he was suited for duty, he defiantly cast every bit of his armor away, and formed his own. The secondary leaders tried to calm him, but where killed by a mysterious force. Kareem and Tobias where impressed with his skill, but feared his quiet but relevant evil. He was expelled and forgotten, but as he left, he gave Kareem a look that haunted him for the rest of his life. The boy was never seen again, until one day, when he reappeared, older and in better armor. He beckoned a challenge to the Guardians, then left again. As the guardians drew near, he began to disperse members. His attacks were random, but they were highly developed. He had obviously been trained very well. He silently killed several guardians before battling Kareem, who was at this time still a mere basic guardian. He tried everything, but was defeated, and became quite jealous of Kareem. The Guardians took him away, as he became more and more determined to destroy them. He was trapped within the prison of Dawao for years, and he had run-ins with Galei. He was disgusted with this place, and had to get out. His magic was enough to help his escape, but he was caught by the guardians and almost taken again. His fighting helped him get away, and he disappeared again.
Armor abilities:
Bullet Arms: The armor he wears on his arms is similar to bullets, and his fighting style is built around that. His gunshot style punches are the main theme, but the bladed armor can cut as well. His attack pattern is somewhat predictable when he fights like this, but he is very forceful.

Sword arms: He has equipped his armor to support hidden swords, which he summons with a pressurized trigger inside the bullet arms. He can ignite these swords in a lightsabre style using black magic, and can elementalize them to his liking. He tends to summon these blades a short time after the almost warm-up style bullet assault.

Blaster arms: His last modification for his arms was to include cannon like attachments that are hidden near the bottom . Once he is done with the swords, he releases a trigger that launches them gun style, then pulls another trigger to summon the small cannons. They are medium range, and the bullets vary from battle to battle. At times he'll charge them in a similar fashion to the sword arms.

Magic Abilities:

Niol Dani: An attack that can cause one of three effects:

1: Fear: causes opponents to fear Nion for a short time. Usually doesn't work.

2: Blind: Temporary blindness. Common effect.

3: Black Hole: Extremely rare effect that opens a rift that can suck most things put of the arena. Usually transports things (Or creatures) sucked in to another dimension.

Advanced Black Magic: Uses basic dark spells. This is a common way of attack for Nion.

Psychic abilities:

Fear's Allies: Allows him to attack using an almost invisible force. This force is actually not fueled by fear, but by psychic energy. It is not limited, and can be used through the battle, but will disappear if it is used to shield an attack.

Siol Ansio: In Nion's native language, it means mass cataclysm. This attack blasts all things in the area with a huge explosion of energy. Before releasing the attack, Nion can change the element of the energy, but the energy remains psychic. The effect varies with the element.

Name: Riezer Anovan

Gender: Male

Age: 26

Race: Human

Hair: Dark Green, down to an inch past his shoulders.

Eyes: Dark blue.

Personality: Mostly serious, but he is a very excitable person.

Appearance: The clothing of an eastern myrmidon (Think Fire Emblem) with several swords hanging from his back, his left side, and his right side. He wears light boots, and very light clothing, which helps him move faster. An almost armorless person. His clothes are colored Green, except his pants, which are light blue.

History: As a child, Riezer never stayed indoors. He was always finding crazy stuff to do. He was a curious child, and in his curiosity, he found a sword. He loved the feel of the blade, and loved wielding it, so he learned how to use the quick-killing arts of a sword master. He trained for years as a myrmidon, then finally mastered the swordsmanship enough to be called a Sword master. For now, he simply travels and shows his skills to others, but he wants a good reason to fight.

Weapons: Though he owns several assorted blades, the most unique is an instant kill weapon called the Silver Edge. It has been called a silver killing edge, but it can be avoided. Time your dodge just right, and you might avoid a critical hit.

Abilities: Specially trained in the killing arts, fast, and very good at swordsmanship. He is, however, weak to most spear attacks, and can't handle many direct blows.

NAME:Quo Quine
SHORTER NAME:Quo
AGE: Unknown
GENDER: Gender doesn't apply to Qus, so call it whatever you want
RACE/Species:Qu’
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Gigantic in mass, about 5'3 feet tall, with short legs and arms. The bulk of its weight is fat, but this actually helps the Qu race, because though they are fat, fat for them is as solid as muscle, making it necessary to eat allot to keep strong.
STRENGTHS: Durable, and quite energetic, with high stamina and strength. Another noteworthy strongpoint is its determination, always determined to get what its searching for and never even thinking of stopping, and though not very smart, incredible at retaining cooking knowledge.
WEAKNESSES: Not very smart. Because of this fact, Quo's determination is more of a blind "Me want it" thing, but this doesn't take away from his chef skills. Also, because of his natural need to eat, the annoying comment of "Me hungry" pops up often. Because of constant hunger, he sometimes loses will to fight, and if ignored for long, Quo will abandon all hope of winning, and become a lunatic in his hunger. This berserk state is, however, easily defeated.
BRIEF HISTORY: As most qus do, Quo was taught on the ways of the Gourmand for years, learning about fine cuisine, and always sampling the finest foods possible. After the teachings were through Quo left the marsh, finding Lindblum and becoming a chef in a restaurant. Cid himself visited the restaurant, and the Regent was so impressed that he gave Quo a job as head chef in the castle. However when Lindblum was almost destroyed, Quo disappeared, and noone knew what happened, until it was learned that Quo panicked and ran around the castle, finally accidentally hitching a ride on a boat. He is now a wandering chef.
ATTIRE: Wears blue mainly, and Quo's apron is white. It wears black slippers and a tall black chef's hat.
THINGS/WEAPONS YOU CARRY WITH YOU: A large fork and a large knife, some salt and pepper, along with other random spices and herbs.
ALIGNMENT: Good
PERSONALITY: Quo is a determined person who only fights when it has to, but when it gets desperate for food, it will go crazy.
Though somewhat annoying because of his way of talking and constant hunger, it is actually a beneficial person to have around.
OCCUPATION/HOBBY: Chef
FAVORITE THING TO DO: Quo enjoys cooking and eating above all else.
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Name: Borfus Celin

Gender: Female

Age: 24

Race: Ogre (Heroes of Might and Magic III type ogre.)

Description: Borfus stands an intimidating height of 7'1 and weighs around 300 pounds. She is bulky in all areas of muscular build, but in an efiminate(In an ogre-ish sort) of way. She wears her hair, which is long and brwn, long, unlike most battle ogres, and actually wears armor. It is a type of barbarian armor plated together, creating a full body suit. This armor is silver, and is a mock-example of Ogre technology. She has pouches on the sides containing the below contents, and she also has a long, tattered, brown cape that descends from the mess of straps on the silver clutter of metal armors back. Borfus doesn't care how she looks, so she ussually strides into a battlefield without a care in the world how ridiculous she looks. She has green skin, and beedy yellow eyes.

Weapons and Items of use:

Battle Axe x4: She has four battleaxes made of stone in a large, quiver like carrying case on her back. They are hidden under her cape, so the foe may never get to see their craftsmanship should she decide on another weapon. The axes are made of a stone that was melted similarly to steel in an ork-ish smelter, then poured into a mold. The ore hardens, and creates an unequally resilient axe. Then, she asks a battle mage to enchant them with a slight control over Rocs and Thunderbirds, and has the ork-folk sharpen them to a truly fine hair splitting edge. It is ten inches long on each side.

Hatchets x10: She has ten hatchets strapped to her back, each one with the same enchantment and craftsmanship of the Battleaxes. They are abnormally heavy, giving them a good feel and distance when thrown. They are one foot long, with a '7 blade.

Gladius x 2: She stole two Gladiuses from a man called Teregus, Duke of Rocmanor, who was a barbarian warlord. She got them by taking over his estate in battle, then pilfering them from his collection of battle-tools. These gladiuses, though the same size, look different. One of the is visibly nicked at the edge, which was done so on purpose, so she could remember which side she had killed with the most. It has a golden hilt with two rocs on the guard and a wolf on the pommel. The other one is a crimson red, dyed so by the obvious blood of victims. It is chipped as well, but from combat, not purposeful damage. It is her favored weapon. Notably, its hilt is long enough to be a two handed sword's, which is odd for a gladius, a weapon meant for stabbing... Both are 25 inches long.

Dagger x1: She carries a dagger which she crafted from stone(The hilt, not the blade) while she lived with the Cyclopian people. She made it(The Blade) from the gold of the king's armor, which she won in a combat match. This dagger is prescious to her, as it not only signifies her victory, but it gives her strength. It is one foot long, handle and all.

Food: She always carries the meat of Deer and Boars with her as a snack. It is dried and salted, and she finds it to be the ultimate food. She doesn't enjoy it when you ask her to share...

Style of Combat:

Ogre Tactics: Ogre's are suprisingly knightlike if they are of the noble descent of Boragus and other dukes/warlords. They use oddly refined tactics in battle, instead of randomly swinging their weapons about. Borfus is a directly strategic ogre, despite her physical capabilities. She knows several styles of Barbaric Axe Techniques, and know the ways of Roman swordsmanship, along with the European style. She knows precisely how to throw her hatchets like a master, and uses her skills only when she sees the perfect oppurtunity. However, Borfus is still a barbarian. Her combat style is still somewhat choppy, if not reckless at times, and she is not an... eloquent speaker, per se. Skill Levels:
Axe:B
Hatchet:A
Gladius:C
Dagger: D
HandtoHand: D

Strengths: She is very strong in most areas, and her strength is not used in a poorly meditated way. She is cunning and sharp, and her size is somewhat scary. She also has high resistance to wind and earth magic.

Weaknesses: She is a slow walker, runner, and sometimes even fighter. Her skills are quick to be executed, and that is all. She is very susceptable to the magic of Fire.

Personality: Very barbaric. She eats like a rabid beast, and acts like one out of combat. She tends to act selfish and stubborn at times, and she is known to be a cold hearted individual. She has time and time again proven her loyalty to other people as well, despite her cruelty. She is, strangely, mostly quiet, despite her ways. She doesn't have the speech capabilities of most people, after all...

History in Short: Borfus enjoyed an early life, the first five years, namely, doing the chores in her uncle Deruis' fort. She was a five year old girl sharpened in her skills of hard work. At Six she began training with Daruis. The days drawled on until she was 18, when her estate (And Uncle) was destroyed. She didn't mourn, however, as her lowly heart lost all interest in emotion. She wasn't accepted by the orks, who have no women outside of their houses, and the goblins were unpleasent to her. So, she lived in a cyclops aristocrocy for years, on the wishes of her Aunt Sheriun. She lost every last bit of hope there, and gained a bit of feminine prose; after all, this was the first time in years she had been away from training. A note arrived from her Uncle Sden that she was to begin training again so that she might be a general in the barbaric army. She decided to train with a cyclops king, and thus she did. During one notable sparring match, she defeated the king and he allowed her a piece of his armor. She had it forged into a knife, and then she assassinated that king for unknown reasons, most likely because of his former slavery of orcs. She left to reenter the Estate of the orcs, and she became a general and leader (ironically) of the orc legion. She had some orc blacksmiths forge weapons of combat for her, but then, a twist. She found a mage's gate during a conquest with a note on the side that said "Ye who enter here sign thy name in the book of the warriors, then prepare for combat, nave!" This meant a fight for Borfus, and she gladly fell into this place known as gunjin, along with the souls of other warriors she knew...

[Ghost Kitty]

Name: Yashamaru

Age: 18

Birthdate: July 5th

Sex: Male

Height: 5'7''

Weight: 123lbs

Eye Color: Black

Hair Color: Black

Weapon of Choice: Yashamaru specialty is being able to manipulate women hair which is wrapped around his arms and ankles and dipped in a secret beast oil to make them as sharp as steel and can even cut through the toughest armor and barriers. He also uses a small sword and a few kunai for backup weapons.

Appearance: Yashamaru is 5'7, and weighs 123 Lbs., has long, black hair that parts at the front, his skin is pale, and his eyes are black. Yashamaru wears a long, black shinobi robe with sleeves that extend past his arms by about half a yard, with a long, white stripe going up the sleeve vertically.

He wears the standard ninja footwear: Straw sandals and black assasain socks. Wrapped around his ankels are strange strands of what seem to be hair.

Character History: Yashamaru is a Shinobi from the famed Iga clan, one of the greatest shinobi clans in history. His talent as a ninja is amazing, not to mention he is one of the few humans without a supernatural power to ever defeat a demon by himself, quite a feat.

Yashamaru is a bright, rather cocky ninja whom is in love with another Iga shinobi: Hotarabi.

[deathscythe]

Name: Edge
Gender: male
Age:16
Race: Human
Hair: Blue, It's like Gohons hair when he was older. except blue.
Eyes: Blue

Personality: Its quite and doesn't talk much even at social events. He doesn't like to be social and would prefer to go it alone. Although he has both those qualities he stays true to his word and honors any one Else's decisions and thoughts.

Appearance: He is 6 feet tall and slim. He wheres a old brown cloak, he wears green Baggy Pants and a black long sleeve shirt.

History: unknown.

Weapons: He has several daggers hidden on him self, He has a silenced Pistol.

Abilities: He is an excellent show, And his Magic abilities is mainly what gets him by.

Magic: He can double in alchemy not much though. He mainly works with ice, and freezing his opponent for several minutes, but accuracy is a problem, He can also use flames the way he wants ( but not very affective )

[Irkenwarrior12]

Name: None known.

Gender: Male.

Race: Human.

Hair: Black.

Eyes: Red.

Personality: Very little. Attacks and kills in a near mechanical fashon. Uses Latin phrases frequently.

Appearance: Wears a black cloak, and jet black armor.

Hight: About 6 feet.

History: None known.

Weapons: A medium sized sword, used rarely. Book of the Dead.

Abilities: Spellcasting and demonic summoning. Most spells are Latin phrases as well.

Main summons: The Seven Sins.



I might add more later.

[Jace VK]

Name: JaceVK (or on ultimate form, omega Jace)
Clothes: Black tunic andgery camo pants
Weapons: A normal lenthed sword, and a few other things
Attacks: Sword slashes, and sometimes judo moves
History: Well, Basically Just came out of nowhere. If im not here, im there. If im not there, im here.
Secret Power: Sonic sword, spear, and a kame-ame-blast.