The Book of Warriors (Character Profiles)

[Vapor]

Name: Trevellyan Tizzakik
Age: No one knows, Trevellyan doesn't care.
Gender: Male
Race: Hard to say.

Description: Purplish-skinned humanoid, with pointed, elflike ears. Robe that alternates betwixt white and deep blue. Eyes seem to have a million stars in them, due to always glowing. Hair blondish, goes a little bit beyond ears. NOT A MULLET. Always acting somewhat meditative and neutral. Feels little negative or positive emotions. Only armor is a blue metal triangle on each shoulder.

Powers:
>Light and darkness manipulation. He considers them one and the same.
>Extreme speed, up to 233.6879246729 miles an hour. Trevellyan counted it.
>Several psychic powers, especially telekinesis.
>Bizarre amount of brainpower, things like figuring out exactly how fast something is going to the 10th decimal place.
>Whether he's affected by gravity or not is very arbitrary.
>Hardly affected by inertia; it is at his whim to be so or not. If he's hit with a gigantic meteor, he'll hardly flinch. It'll still bruise him and stuff, but he won't move.
>Does not need oxygen, water or any source of food. due to this, he can survive in the cold vacuum of space.

Weapons:
>Heliossune: Silver Sword that seems to be part gun, and always has an orb of energy always on the end. It can fire the orb as a projectile, after which a new one will take its place. Never is damaged, dullened, or stolen.

>Dagger of the Lost: A twisted dagger, with a jade/onyx hilt covered with gems. Can store darkness in it, and release it as if it was a cannonball. When darkness is stored in it, th jade disappears, more onyx taking its place. Got its name from being like the Hope Diamond; everyone who's owned it died. except Travellyan.

>Dagger of the Found: A Dagger looking exactly like the Dagger of the Lost, except it is zigzag, not twisted, stores light in it same way the Dagger of the Lost does with darkness, and has a ruby/amber hilt (The ruby disappears when charged with light). Got its name because it was found with anyone who had died after taking possesion of the Dagger of the Lost, with the Dagger of the Lost having disappeared.

History:
It is unsure where, when, or how he was born, but he sems to have strong link to the Moon. It is said he is part of the Moon, and was created when it was;Some say he is the Moon God.This notwithstanding, he has been a citizen of the Moon for a long time; apparently since he was created. He dislikes humans coming to the Moon,littering his home with flags and probes. They once established a colony there, but Trevellyan got so annoyed by thm he fought them away,and now lives in the abandoned colony.

[NintendoFanatic14]

Raji.
Age: 25.
Appearance: White hair with purple eyes.
Clothes: A purple robe.
Weapons: The Sword of Might and various other weapons.
Primary Weapon: The Sword of Might.
Attacks: Fire Blade, Ice Blade, Thunder Blade, Plasma Cannon, Supernova Blast.
Abilities: He can heal himself.
Story: Even he doesn't know.

[Lord K.]

Lord Kenny

Age: 15
Sex: Male
Hair Color: Unknown (Claims to be black)
Eye Color: Unknown (Claims to be green)
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 134 lbs
Race: Human (read story)
Personality: Calm, funny, and good-looking
Awesome: Yes

Around the age of 1 year old, his parents got killed by a group of Goombas. However, they took Kenny and left him in the forest for dead. Luckly, some Shy Guys found him and adpoted Kenny. They were at war with the goombas, and they were losing. They figured if they had a human for a leader, they could easily squish the goomba armys. They named the kid Kenny, and trained homm in the way of the Shy Guy. Kenny went on to single-handedly defeat the goomba army. He is now the ruler of the Shy Guy kingdom. No one has seen what Kenny looks like, but it is rumered that if he is losing a battle, he will rip of the Shy Guy mask to get a better view of the enemy.
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Inanimate Rock
(Picture soon)
Age: Millions of years old
Sex: None
Hair Color: None
Eye Color: None
Height: 0'7"
Weight: 4.7lbs
Race: Rock
Personality: Good...for a rock
Awesome: Yeah

[Zarellku]

Identity: Dark Disciple
Name: Zaraku
Age: Unknown
Species: Blood Demon / Male
Class: Right hand to the dark lord Sevicious

Appearance: 6’5” average built demon with dark blue spiked hair. Blue and very blood shot eyes. Usually wears a blood drenched lion mane mantle over medieval blood steel armor. He has a cloak over everything that’s made from his wings folding in. His wing span measures about 20’ that he can use like a second pair of hands. (in any time period he doesn’t change much *see powers*)

Personality: Short tempered quick to judge and quick to lob someone’s head off. Sometimes the dormant personality comes out and he becomes noble and respective to his enemies. He is always looking for more recruits for the dark one, one way or another, but he doesn’t follow the dark entirely. A dormant personality of a past identity prevents him from going completely under his master’s dark control. He does take great pleasure in killing anything and usually eating what’s left, very masochistic as well. *see powers* Likes to put a lot of fear and confusion in his victim before killing them “it makes them tastier that way haehaehaeee” He doesn’t care if he is outnumbered or facing someone much bigger or stronger than himself.

Possessions: Most of everything he has on him he made from his blood. His main weapon is a scythe that is serrated on either side of the blade and is named Razroith. *see powers* The only real possession he really has isn’t on him its a jewel around his master’s neck that sustains his humanoid form. If broke Zaraku becomes a Gorloc a giant monster made entirely of blood, but it is very hard to break the jewel.

Powers: Zaraku’s main and major power is regeneration, all of his other power are centered around it. He is able to make any weapon (ranging from poisoned needles to oversized scythes including his Razorith) from his blood. Shape shifting into anyone and anything. (In modern to future times usually mimics someone else usually the last person he killed) Flight of course but usually likes to stay on the ground and use his wings to hold weapons; three is better than one or four is better than two. He uses Blood Soul alchemy which an old, believed to be extinct, demon race call Zeadry used but the technique was lost when they were lost. Zaraku picked it up and has advanced in it. Blood Soul alchemy is basically forbidden human alchemy but more to do with soul extraction than its predecessor.
Soul Implosion- a glyph on the victim’s chest which uses the energy from the soul to cause the victim to implode and some of the surrounding area to be pulled with the implosion.
Thousand Needles- large amount of poisoned needles shoot out in front of him and hits everything in front of him.
Mind Breaker Needle- a glyph covered needle shoots out and embeds itself in the victims head and scrambles the brain stopping psychic powers.
Blood Walk- He can disappear into any puddle of blood and reappear anywhere that blood has been spilled in the vicinity

[Galefore]

^I'm sorry, but the "making weapons from blood" thing was my idea... I don't know if you knew this or not, but... Seriously, now I feel like I've either A) Been ripped off or B) Ripped someone else off. Seriously. That just caught my attention.

Wow. Now that I realize it, your character has a lot of original ideas and powers, and I commend you for that. If you wouldn't mind, I noticed that you have more than enough powers to make up for it, so... Maybe we could have a battle to see who's character is the better blood-crafter? It's not like it matters, yet I see that we seem to have similar ideas. Erasmus vs. Zaraku would be interesting. Besides, I realize now: The guy who came up with powers such as pyrokinesis or electrokinesis never thought that someone else would use the idea. Nevermind my comments: There can be two bloodcrafters in the Gunjin. The Ice bloodcrafter and the demon bloodcrafter. I like the sound of it! Sorry for complaining. Nevermind me.

[deathscythe]

bah, i drew up this character real fast becouse im getting tired of all my others.

Name: Dante, The Black Death.
Race: Vampire
Eyes: Silver and Cold
Age: Time has passed Unknowingly

Appearance: He is around 5'11'', and is very skinny. His hair is black and flows down to his back, and his bangs go to about his chin, but is pushed to the side often. His shirt is black and ragged. Bits of it have been torn off in battle, and blood stains cover the sleeves. His pants are the same, only baggier. A large scar is covering the side of his left arm, going from his shoulder to his hand. A star is also scared into his left arm. A larger scar in on his back, that few get to see.

History:
He was born a long time ago, and quickly grew up fighting with great blades. He was greatly a fighter, and even more of some one who wanted more peace than fighting but he did what he had to do. He grew up around the age of nineteen living a normal life, but then he was coming home from a trip to gather wood, only to find his village under fire by some flying beast that were black, blacker than any color he had saw before.

That day all the good was sucked out from his heart as he watched his family and friends die, slowly and painfully. As soon as the fire went completely out he thought it was safe to go look around. He did so. he went to what used to be his home, and saw his wife skeleton smoke coming off the skull. Then he heard a movement and jumped around to see what it was but saw nothing, so he turned back around to look again tears falling from his face on to the smoking ash. But he didn't have to time worn.

He was swept up from the ground swarming and trying to break free. Be was lifted many yards into the air. And then he blacked out. He awoke covered in ash. Who ever grasped him did not try to kill him, they life him unharmed. He got up and saw that he was in his village. And saw more of the destruction, he decided to go to his parents house to see the damage. Tears strolling down his cheek, he found his sword. And his eyes turned silver in rage. He vowed vengence on that day.

He had to get away from the village. He walked and walked and walked into a forest that had little life. HE was cooking a animal he had hunted down and he had a craving for blood, unlike he had ever had before, and he tasted the flesh. His cravings took control of him, as he found human life. He took the lives of a whole family that day, without even knowing it. "What have I become" he questioned himself each day.

He ravaged many villages after that with rage, using the sword his father had used many years ago, his father fought battles and killed many men with it, now he was doing the same. He became known as black death, and the bounty is high on him.

Personality: He had the goodness sucked out, he hardly ever talks now. He is very angry, and willing to kill anyone out of rage. He believes that if his village did not deserve to live, no one did.

Weapons:
Blood Soaked Sword: A sword that his father used, and now he uses. It is blood red blade, and red Handle. Takes the shape of a bastard Sword.
Own Teeth: He is a blood drinker

Magic: none.

Fighting abilities: He is a great swords man, who is really fast, he can also jump higher than most humans could dream of jumping. He fights in an average stance.

NOTE: his wounds do not heal, that just wouldn't be fair.

[Inferno Dragon]

well, I figured I'd post Inferno's evil twin brother Shadow here.

Name: Shadow
Race: Dragon Warrior (Dragon/saiyan hybrid)
sex: male
allignment: evil
age: 18 (earth years)

appearance: Shadow stands at the same height as Inferno, but his coloration is vastly different. his wings and spiky hair are a midnight blue, as are his claws and horns. his eyes are a deep crimson, and his scaley skin pitch black.

history: Shadow is Inferno's evil twin brother and Right hand of Tiamat. Shadow, unlike Inferno, has complete controll over darkness and dark energy.
At a young age Shadow was exiled from Bahamut's castle with his sister Poison for trying to overthrow their parents with the help of dark dragons, Inferno was the one who stopped them.
years later Shadow kidnapped the elven princess Celestia and his older sister Botanica in an attempt to draw Inferno to Tiamat's tower for a battle with Tiamat himself. however in this battle the angelic warrior Seraph and the dark mage Magus aided Inferno in defeating Tiamat and the Demonic Saiyan Dark Master. Shadow escaped and decided to go into hiding, training untill he gained the ability to match Inferno by becoming a Super Saiyan. he further developped his abilities until Inferno, Seraph and Magus stormed Tiamat's tower again due to Tiamat's recent invasion of the forest region. Shadow took this opportunity to fight his brother one-on-one. this battle raged for hours but eventually Shadow was beaten, and subsequently Tiamat and the recently revived Dark Master.
Shadow decided to train harder until he finally attained SSJ4 status! But a evil stronger than both Inferno and Shadow arrived on Draco, the Tyranid Army. it was at this time that Inferno and Shadow discovered the power of the potara earings and attained their first fusion form of Shadowblaze. They defeated the Tyranid Army with the help of everyone here at the Gunjin and forced the inscetoid invaders from their planet. however due to the instability of their personalities and bitter rivalry with one another, the effects of the Potara earings are only temporary. Shadow still lacks two transformations that his bloodline has inherited and only time will tell if he will unlock these forms.

[Vapor]

I'm gonna merge two of my characters.

Name: Ziloross Rechakra (Commonly called "Zil")

Gender: Male

Appearance: Humanoid, blue-skinned reptile about 8 feet tall with a tail about 5 feet long. Somewhat draconic. He has streaks of marble in various places on his body; his left arm is made of marble, and so is some of his tail. He has marble spines going down his back. (You know, those triangular things running down the back of a dragon)

Race: Lizaar; a reptilian species that lives in the desert. Lizaars need little water and are expert Glass makers. Lizaars can turn their hands into flame and can sometimes shoot fire from them.

Age: About 12, but is physically 34.

Powers:
> See "Race". His power of fire shooting from his hands has extended into minor control of flame.
> Can make any sand into any glass structure; can create glass stronger than iron.
> Sand, Ash, and Dust Manipulation. Uses the Sand Manipulation most often.
> Minor control of Rust.

Weapons:
> Always carries a pouch of "Firesand" with him; Firesand is a magical sand that is constantly at 99 degrees Farenheit. The pouch seems to contain the whole friggin' Sahara in it, even though t's only about 8 inches wide.

> A regenerating sword of the strongest glass he can make (Which is about hard as quartz). If the blade is shattered, a new blade rises out of the hilt due to sand in the hilt that he can heat into glass. The sword can only be regenerated a few times before the sand is refilled, though.

>The Blaze Stones: a bag of small, indestructible crystals that can store flame and heat in them, and can explode when heat is stored in them, but their fragments come back together again.


History:
Zilaron's father was an eccentric Lizaar who experimented with magical forces. One day in the desert, Zilaron came to his father as he was experimenting. There was an accident there; there was an explosion of sand that hit him, and he suddenly aged 24 years. The sand that exploded was in fact the Sands of Time. When he looked around, his father was not there; But there was a portal. The portal he dared not follow.

After this, he discovered that he could manipulate sand and could sometimes turn it to glass without using fire from his hands. Later, he wandered away into the desert, and still wanders....

[LOOT]

Time to re-enter the Gunjin.

First character is another from my Infernal Blaze story.

Cho Gunin

Age: 24

Sex: Female

Background: From the same city of Taro that Jiran Fenrir came from, Cho was, essentially, the one friend of Jiran. Her family moved to the continent of Cactan when she was 14, leaving Jiran friendless (Until he met Dorak Stone). When her dad was a Captain in Cactan's Army until his arm was blown off on a recon mission. When Cho heard of this, she immediately enlisted in the army, hoping she could take over in the same position. When Commander Hans saw her abilities as a sniper and tactician, he promoted her to Captain of the Assassin and Sniper Corps.

Abilities: Because I make Infernal Blaze as a... more realistic story, none of the characters have "Super-natural" abilities. However, Cho is remarked for her excellent sniping skills with a revolver, rifle, and machine gun. Combat skills revolve around the Praying Mantis Fighting style, although her style has been influenced by Milogun's recent obsession with the Drunken Fist style. She can also use light axes skillfully.

Weapons used in Gunjin: Snubnose Revolver, Hand Axe.

Appearance: A Brittany Spaniel with long, brown hair.Clothing consists of boot-cut jeans, a shirt that does not hender mobility, and tan leather boots.

Personality: A bit controlling, she longs to prove herself as a great commander and fighter, although she has admitted to longing for something else.

[Link 456]

My Character:

Name: Link
Pic of Character:
Gender:Male
Age:17
Race: Hylian
Description: Green Hat and Tunic. Wears leggings and has many pieces of equipment, such as a quiver, scabbard and shield.

Weapons/equipment used in Gunjin: Master Sword, Hylian Shield, 100 arrows held in a quiver, boomerang, lamp oil, rope, bombs, and grappling hook.

[Alex]

Name: Fernando Guerrero
Race: Human
Age: 20
Birthplace: Barcelona, Spain
Occupation: Matador (Bullfighter)
Weapon: Espada Ropera (Rapier)
Armor: Classic lightweight chainmail underneath his robes. Wears a cape.
Specialty: Agility, evasion, and charisma.

Quick Bio:
Fernando Guerrero was born into a wealthy family. His mother was a doctor and his father was a merchant. He was brought into the bullfighting world when his father took him to see a bullfight when Fernando was a boy. He instantly fell in love with it. Even though he was a straight-A student in school, he became a matador. His parents approved but were somewhat disappointed. They had wanted him to follow in his father's footsteps.

When Fernando was 18 he had his first match. He drew his bright red cloth and watched as the bull charged toward him. It was ready to bowl over whatever stood in its path. Just as it seemed Fernando was done for, he jumped out of the way and swung his cloth through the air. He heard the screaming crowd. "Olé!" they shouted. It was the closest a bull had ever gotten to a human without killing him.

By the time he was 19, Fernando Guerrero was quite popular. He had a wife, three children, and he was very wealthy. It was one of the biggest matches of his life. He was undefeated thus far and was ready to take on three bulls at once. His family was in the crowd, all seated together. It was the night that Fernando would show his family that he could take on anything. It was half an hour after the match had started. One bull had been finished off and another down for the count. Then, the biggest tragedy of Fernando's life occured. He looked toward his family as he thrusted his sword through the bull, but he saw someone or rather something else there. A bull that walked up right that seemed to be made of machinery slaughtered his wife, three children, and his parents. The creature had believed them to know information that he required. When they refused to expel the knowledge he killed them where they sat. The beast's last victim was Fernando's youngest son, who's scream was silenced by the creature's mechanical fist breaking his neck. A tear rolled down Fernando's cheek before the third bull smashed into him.

Fernando awoke three days later with the greatest of fury. He arose from his bed and ran out of the hospital. He has never been seen in the bull ring since.

To this day, Fernando still hunts the beast who murdered his family and anyone who stands in his way.

[t3hDarkness]

A minute to explain, if you will. These would consider dual characters, used with permission by both Chibimod3 and T3hDarkness.

The first Character still needs a name, Pm me with suggestions if you like, and always feel free to criticize or praise.

Name:
Identity: Research Texts refer to him as “Chimera 036 - Failure”
Age: Reborn Every Morning
Species: Phoenix Chimera, Male
Class: Hoplite Dragoon

Appearance:
At dawn, an egg hatches from a pile of ashes. When the shell crumbles away it reveals a bright-eyed little boy wearing ill fitting gold trimmed red armor and carrying a round shield and hooked spear much too big for him to wield. He rapidly ages to maturity and becomes a fierce warrior with enormous amounts of energy by the time the sun is high. He takes to the air on freshly grown wings and makes vicious but straightforward flyby attacks and full use of his phoenix flame. Over the course of the afternoon his armor tarnishes and his feathers start to gray and fall out. As an old man sensing his immanent death his fighting style switches to rely more on turning and countering his opponent’s moves. As the last rays of the sun vanish his body darkens until it is an ashy black and erupts into a huge ball of flame. Melting his gear into slag and completely destroying his body. All that is left is the egg.

Personality:
As a newborn he is curious of the world but mostly interested in food. Even a small slight to the child can become a bitter insult, erupting into a burning hatred as soon as the wings of his hotheaded older self sprout. When old age catches up with him in the evening, he reflects on the bombardment of memories of the thousands of lifetimes he has lived and the thousands of lonely deaths he has suffered.
Possessions:
He has only that which was on him when he hatched anything else is destroyed at dusk. Any item taken from him will also incinerate when the sun goes down including any of the gold he has spent.
Powers:
As he ages wounds become painful old scars and his metabolism quickly neutralizes poison and disease. As a boy he has no extraordinary abilities, just a huge appetite. He is fiercest when the noonday sun burns bright, using his spear and shining shield to strike down any that dare oppose him. As the darkness approaches his power fades, leaving nothing but a feeble old man, tired and worn out. If pressed to continue fighting he will try to trip or turn his foe’s attacks until the sun sets and his life is snuffed out. In desperate situations he will latch onto an opponent just before the end and attempt to destroy them. If he is killed before the sun sets, he will explode into fiery death throes and still reincarnate the next morning. If the egg is destroyed, it too detonates and reforms one week later.

Name: Kyle Franz
Identities: Wanted posters say “Lightning Butcher” and “Psycho Serpent”
Age: 17
Species: Human, Male
Class: Lightning Berserker

Appearance:
A short boy with fair skin, wild platinum blond hair, and sparkling blue eyes. He is always seen wearing a silver colored breastplate with matching bracers and greaves over his light grey tunic and trail-worn leather boots. Something seems peculiar about the child; perhaps the faint smell of ozone or the incredibly intense look in his eyes.

History:
As a small boy tending the to his family’s flock a Lightning Serpent attacked his hometown, smashing through the walls and devouring every last resident. Fully realizing how dangerous the giant beast was, he ran back and bravely (but foolishly) chased after it with nothing more than a wooden staff in hand. He struck the elemental, succeeding in nothing more than attracting its attention and being blown back by its immense electrical power. The monster turned to devour him just as a blue bolt struck him. The two powers reacted and ultimately caused the monster to be drawn into his body. When he awoke after a week his hair was white and he found that thinking about the ordeal caused electricity to crackle over his skin. After another week he realized that not only could he control it, focusing the power onto just his hands. During the next few (very frightening) months he found that lightning is inexplicably drawn to him but doesn’t hurt in any way.

News of a boy throwing lightning in the ruins of the town took a long time to reach the capitol but as soon as it did a special military unit was sent to seize him, believing him a dangerous fledgling sorcerer responsible for the devastation of the village. After a brief misunderstanding he unintentionally loosed his power on the guard. Disastrous in trying to capture him and control him in the name of the country‘s military might, he was declared too big a liability and a large bounty has been placed on his head.
He has been on the run ever since, honing his skills on any that try to claim the reward.

Personality:
He tries to be a calm and good-natured fellow but part of the Lightning Serpent’s temperament has been absorbed into his own personality. He completely loses himself in a fight, paying no heed to innocents or to his own wounds once he starts trading blows.

Possessions:
Aside from his light armor, he carries two special globes given to him by his uncle. Each small crystal sphere makes it easier to focus his energy into a nearly solid blade can be charged with his extra power and be drained when the situation calls.

Powers:
He is no more skilled with his swords than swinging a sturdy branch but what he lacks in skill he makes up for with tenacity and raw power. When using his “Blue Demon” his wounds heal supernaturally fast and his strength and speed are increased tenfold. Being cut or even just struck while he is angry causes electricity to skip across the weapon (even wooden weapons) towards whatever just hit him. Any electrical discharges near him, magical or not, increase his power. For a brief period of time (no more than a few seconds) he can fully manifest the beast wholly under his control. During this time, the serpent is coiled around him protectively.
Water is his bane twofold because he never learned how to swim and it makes it harder and painful to use his power.

Special Attacks:
Through trial and error, Kyle has learned that shouting out the names of his attacks at the top of his lungs can actually make them easier to focus. Some of his common tricks include:
Ball lightning: A ball of pulsing energy that travels slowly in a strait line, burning even through stone.
Blue Demon: He unleashes a fragment of the serpent’s power to increase his health, speed, and strength.
Coiling Wave: Bolts of lightning strikes Kyle and everything within fifteen feet around him.
Lightning Burst: A special version of Lightning Ripper specifically developed to sever bindings
Lightning Ripper: He collects energy into his forefinger to make a quick swing than can cut nearly anything
Lightning Rod: He holds both hands to the sky and invites a dry storm’s wrath.
Pulsing Wave: Energy collects in his left palm until he touches someone or releases it into an sixty foot cone.
Snakebite: A straightforward-charge with a range of about twenty feet the moves faster than human eyes can see.
Serpent’s Eye: By focusing on the electricity in living creatures he can tell their location even in complete darkness.
Serpent’s Laugh: Small versions of the beast travel through the air in an erratically until they strike something.
Serpent’s Malice: A bolt from Kyle travels along the ground skipping around obstacles to hit his foe.
Serpent’s Mercy: A quiet thrust that quickly stuns the target without leaving any marks.
Serpent’s Visit: A flying knee-charge to stun and knock flying opponents out of the sky.
Strobe: Bright light flashes making it hard to discern his location from the after images.
Thunderclap: Kyle creates a earsplitting lightning strike that disorients foes and makes it hard to cast spells

Rapid Bites: A draining version of Snakebite that can rip through a whole formation of enemies up to twenty times in less than a second.
Ripper Chain: A slower version of Lightning Ripper that launches five of the defense piercing attacks.
Serpent’s Fury: Temporarily releasing the full power of the Serpent into the world, The beast tries to crush any humans not in its protective coil.

Notes:
A Lightning Serpent is a very rare type of incorporeal elemental that has an average lifespan of only eighteen minutes. They start around eighty feet long and fifteen feet wide but grow larger by the second. The appetite and destructive power of these creatures is legendary, but most of the carnage caused is attributed only to natural disasters and the storms that herald them.

[Mushi]

Ninja

Name: Ushi'tora Yukihime

Ninja Clan: Shugenja

Age: 24

Species: Human

Height: 5' 10"

Weight: 158 lbs


Primary weapons: "Morning Star"(a 2 foot long straight stick, with a 2-1/2 foot chain attached to the top with a spiked ball at the end. Often used as a mace)

"Serpent's Fangs"(one Kakute knife ring on each hand. The left is dipped in poison)

Shuriken(common throwing stars, he has a numerous amount of them)

Throwing Darts(common throwing darts, he has a numerous amount of them and keeps some in his mouth to spit at his enemies in close-range combat)

Secondary weapon:

Has a pair of Ashiko on the bottoms of his feet(the spikes make for a nasty kick in tight situations)


History: A ninja from birth, Ushi'tora has been training since he was able. He is learned in the art of Shugenja Ninja, and thus is one with the elements and harbors no fear of flame or cold. At the relatively young age of 15 his parents were both killed in combat by a renowned One-armed Samurai. He has since taken jobs in regions where the One-armed Samurai is said to be, in hopes of killing him and avenging his family.

Personality: Usually very quiet and keeps to himself. Even people that call him "friend" don't know very much about him, only that he is very kind and very solemn.

Edit: Ignore the apostrophe in his name, it's only there because the system will censor it otherwise.

[SweetTroubledSoul]

Characters

Name: Isobella Klass
Age: (1 8) 11
Hair: black
Eyes: Gray
Skin: Pale
Height:6'0
Birthland: Esclatavia(Dimension within London)
Class: Vampire
*Personality: Is a bit mysterious, not much for small talk but very passionate and poetic with her opponents...she takes batlle seriously and takes life very seriously since she's been around for many years. She speaks calmly with a smooth Escalatavian accent which is a mixture of British with French but almost sounds musical. Although she is a vampire, she never takes the life of an innocent....only those bad hearted or drinks blood-bane to control herself...Besides being a vampire, she is also a great violionist...

History: Born and raised In Esclatavia with a strong family...but her family was quite wealthy and sent her off to boarding school whenever possible. Her last year in boarding school she found love at last with a mysterious young man known as Zackariah Blares....little did Isobella know that he was a vampyr and was ready to make her one of his kind. He never truly loved her but managed to turn her while she was defenseless in sleep. She didn't join his clan, or his kind....she was always learning everything on her own....until then..she has never fallen in love again.



Name: Angel Starr Blades
Age: (25) 95
Hair: Red/Curly
Eyes:Green
Height:5'8
Birthland: London
Class: Witch/Vmpire
*Personality: A bit flirty, doesn't talk much during a battle but gives looks that would kill! Not much to her except she can really kick some ass..

History: Until this day is still a mystery to anyone.....she will never tell unless she wants to.

[Cysma]

Cysma
Age: 19
Race: Human

Background: Growing up, Cysma had long been a victim and witness to injustice. What with his dictatorial parents and corrupt legal system in his kingdom, he finally decided he had had enough and sought to stop all of this suffering. It was then that he found his calling to become a Paladin, a crusader of justice and righteousness. He now relies on the power of Light, as well as his self-taught swordsman techniques, to liberate the oppressed and ensure that their oppressors get what they deserve.

Equipment: Cysma never charges into battle without his greatsword in his right hand and his shield over his left arm. Sometimes, however, he will bring his Hammer of Justice, a large mace resembling an oversized gavel. He wears a suit of plate armor into battle. Over this, he has a crimson sash across his torso, going over his right shoulder, that depicts an emblem of scales in perfect balance.

Skills: Cysma fights well with either a sword or mace while blocking enemy blows with his shield, but with the latter type of weapon, he prefers to discard the shield and swing a hammer with both arms to crush more skulls. Wearing heavy plated armor, he is not very quick on his feet, but he is getting used to wearing such heavy armor and does his best to move quickly. The most notable of his abilities is perhaps the one to call on the powers of Light. Using this divine magic, Cysma can heal himself and his allies, smite evil in its many faces, and offer additional protection to himself.

[Bad Dragonite]

Tanks to those who told me how ,and no thanks to others who tried to get me to pay them cash to tell me how to post a pic.

Cough,Galefore,Cough.

[deathscythe]

Name: Iring
Age: 21
Race: Human/Warrior
Sex: Male
Eye Color: Blue

Hair: The face of the mysterious fighter is hidden, you cant see his face, but dont be stupid, he can see you. His chin is barely visible as his green long bangs flow past his eyes, and swerve out just so you can see his mouth, and Chin. As soon as his bangs end it turns black, and goes on. It reaches down past his shoulders, and curls in just a little bit.

Rest of his appearance: he is around 5'11". He wears a long sleeve torn at the hands shirt, that is black. It tears just so his fingers can reach out, and it is obvious the shirt belonged to some one else at first, and not made for him. He wears torn raggedy pants, that are riped at the knees but not completely torn up. The long sword hangs around his back.

History: He was born on the streets, poor, and was left. He was found by another poor person who had one good possession that he cherished greatly. The sword of Ice. The poor merchant raised him on only things he could sell, and Steele. Iring learned from his guardian. He soon become a thief. He grew up thieving, and fighting. He was the strongest kid in his city. And grew to become the strongest man. He was super bulk, he was actually quite small, but he had more will power than any other at his age.

He also become a great thieve to where he was wanted. The merchant who raised him was murdered for thievery, and Iring ran away from the law of the time. He had become one of the most wanted criminals of his time, and he wasn't willing to give up on anything. He never said much to an opponent, but that was just respect for the dead.

Fighting Abilities: He is extremely strong, can jump really high, and is really fast. He fights like a normal man would fight. But he does it as an art. Every motion is to be planned. And his bladesmanship is great.

Weapons:

Sword Of Ice: A sword enchanted with ice so that when it touches the enemy it freezes everything. Making the body of the enemy heavier, and weaker.

Dagger: plain(Stored in belt)
Dagger: Enchanted with fire.(stored in pocket)

Magic: He has two spells that he learned from the merchant. One would be Blood stir. He has to quickly chant at the spot where he draws blood from, this can take a few seconds. Than he slides a dagger across it, and blood sprays the opponent, feeling like fire. The other is a simple one. Spark. All he has to do for this to work is to clap his hands together and shout spark, creating a bolt of lighting.

[Mushi]

Name: Wallace Ghremange

Age: 36

Weight: 764 lbs

Height: 6'3

Race: Although he is odd in appearance, he is in fact human.

Appearance: Underneath all of his armor he looks like a normal human being, he has a large scar across his chest, and almost all visible skin is covered in burn-scar tissue. His hair is dark brown. His eyes are the deepest green, and his skin is very pale in some areas, and light brown in others.

History: He was born and raised in the small town of Taverly along with his seven older brothers and sisters. He apprenticed under a blacksmith until he was 20 year old. He set out on a quest for fame and riches when he was 21 years of age. He fought bravely and never strayed from the beaten path. When he was 23, he was slaying a feared dragon, Grelmag, when his life took a turn for the worse. He was fooled by the clever dragon into letting his guard down, the dragon took the opportunity to concentrate all of his flame on Wallace. If it weren't for his fellow adventurer, Sylis Everhart, he wouldn't be alive today. He was rescued and soon recovered, but his armor(save his helmet) was fused to his body.

Weapons: A hammer that he sto- WON from a gnome warrior during a tournament. He also has a large sword that he usually keeps sheathed on his hilt.

Armor: The armor that he is now a part of is covered in intricate gold designs, he forged it himself from the finest materials, and thus the designs on it weren't damaged by the dragon's fire. It protects him from most melee attacks and actually makes it almost impossible to knock him off-balance. The constant added weight that he bears has made him MUCH stronger than even the strongest man.

Magic: He tends to use water-based spells on average, but has a basic grasp of just about all kinds of magic, except invisibility.

Personality: He is very robust, and despite his deformities, he is usually the life of the party. He is very quick-tempered and hasn't shown any real mental scars from his run-in with the dragon, although he hasn't taken a job that involves dragons since...

[Lilac DownDeep]

Name: Onyx

Species: Cyber Wolf

Gender: Male

Pelt Color: Black

Eye Color: Red

Description: Mecha Wolf.

Do not doubt me. This wolf has been maimed many years ago and taken for experiments. He survived, only to come out with half his face torn off, his legs mangled to the point of no return, and deep scars dotting his body. Because of that, he wears a metal mask over his face. Designed with high technology, he can attach with precision, and strength. He has a large shoulder plate that is now covered by the metal, and because he lost half of his muscle, he got it back. His mangled leg had been replaced with a metal one.

He wears rings on each of his paws that can either extend to grip the ground when running, or retract in to slide on slick surfaces with suprising agility. He also uses them to score deep marks within large creatures. Onyx has a broad chestplate, protecting his penetrable vitals and smack in the middle is a large black gem, what he calls ONYX.

Now lets go onto his real body, which isn't much. He has black fur that makes a deadly sheen when underneath any kind of light, His eyes are probably the most stunning. Set in a deep shade of red, the orbs can penetrate any being. These eyes did not come naturally. His ears poke out of his mask.

Personality: Ruthless, dangerous, a threat to any animal who cannot beat him. He used to be a little scared black pup, changed by the carelessness of scientists, and formed his source of power and personality: ONYX. His other side he officially dubbed OMEGA. The gemstone is his source. Thats what powers his will to fight, and to ruthlessly score his deadly claws across the hind, marking them with the scar in the shape of a wolf (I'll get a pic later)

Onyx is ruthless the way he attacks. Strike, back away, strike again, constantly switching strategies and tactics. Once his enemies are on the ground, he mauls them. Heartlessly. Painfully.

Once Onyx, always Onyx. Never again to be Omega.

OoC: Hope this is okay. :\

[Mushi]

UPDATE

I have made some changes to the bio of my wizard character, Traiborn. I have added his personality, as I portray it in battles.