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Post by treefrog700 on Dec 7, 2005 22:24:31 GMT -5
Name: Shadki
Race: Elf
Age: 125
Gender: Male
Alignment: Lawful good
Class: Monk, wizard.
Nature: Kind, understanding, serious.
discription: He is about 5 and a half feet tall, has brown hair, and slightly tanned skin. He isn't very strong but is very wise and intelligent. he wears a long brown robe, (like a monks robe) And he wears brown shoes. He only carries a magical book, for his spells, and only does hand to hand combat with his quaterstaff.
Background: Shadki was born as the last of the seven monks of corvus. His father died while trying to protect his son from the evil demons. Shadki's mother took him to a nearby fortress to be trained in the ways of the monks before him. Despite the fortresses size, the number of guards were few, and soon a demon attack on the fortress happened. Shadki had to flee using the underground tunnels that link fortress to fortress. After about three months of travel, he made it to the capital of the elves, where he continued his training. He then left with a party of the elves to go looking for the anchient tome of Corvus. All of his guards were killed leaving Shadki alone in somewhere in the mountains. Some how he survived and foundh im self lost in a huge forest. He decided it was time to go looking for the artifact rebirth.
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Post by treefrog700 on Dec 7, 2005 22:24:46 GMT -5
Name: Ningel Daergel (Barennd dark stone)
Race: Human (Wyvern sub-human)
Age: 217
Gender: Male
Class: Fighter
Alignment: Good
Appearance: If you could imagine a tall man. His hair is black; his face is tanned, with a battle worn tone to it. A man with a firm posture, and a tall form. This would be the look of Ningel, the hawk sub-human, whose dark black eyes, can see in three forms of vision. One of visible light. One that can see right through the marrow of our bones, one that can sense the heat from our bodies. The shoulders are broad, and rough skin, like that of a smithy. Nothing in this form makes him look other than human. His strength though, has given him away many times. His legs are fast, but he can run for miles at a time, and not get worn. His whole physical outlook would be that outside of human limitations. Ningel, the name of a gnome clan was given to him by a gnome seeker, Ningel, in gnome terms means “night, or dark cloak” Daergel, is the name of the gnome clan, who served as a night guard. Ningel goes by this name sometimes, in gnome terms it means, Night watch, or Night guard. The dwarves also named this myth. The Barennd. The fearsome lord who perches amongst the heavens, and dives into the deepening hells, unscathed. The great dwarf by the name of Ulf Red hammer found the dark stone and gave it to Ningel, for safe keeping. Ningel in wyvern form is a black as night creature of myth. His fangs are sharp and can pierce and armor. Being a special wyvern, he has no scales, but thick leathery skin that can take any arrow shot. His eyes are still black and dark pits that seem inescapable. The wings are thick and beat wildly as he soars into the sky. No fire can be made from wyverns, not a large as dragons, but more nimble and smaller. His claws are dark, an ebony colored weapon that can behead a giant in seconds. He keeps his mind in this form, and can control when to enter it.
Personality: The enigma, that Ningel is, is the deepest puzzle in gnome and dwarves lore. The lord of wyverns, as they called him, was said to have a heart of pure darkness, if he contained a mortal heart at all. He does carry a heart however, a good one. It bears his good will to understand things. He knows the secrets that dwell deep in caves, and uses magical power to search the world for unknown truths. Many have tried to reach him, many have died. It was a terrible fate to try and find him. Few have, and seldom know that he is not the evil creature he really is. Knowing the secrets of the world help him know people better. He helps those who are kind, and kills those who are evil. It is the way of his word, a solo fighter, the only pure wyvern. Unlike those filthy tamed ones, who listen to humans.
Background: Born from the clash of two ultra spectrums, the divine light from Corvus, and the dark enslavement of Balor. Ningel was formed into a sub hum. In the end Corvus won, and Ningel fled to the dark mountains find dwarves and gnomes living in harmony. He killed some, ate other, what is the difference you ask? He killed for cause, and ate for purpose. To live of off dwarves and gnomes, he felt sorry for them, and soon he was greeted by a friendly gnome by the name of Seeko. Seeko is one of the gnome prophets of the night watch. The gnome touched out to Ningel, the first to name him, the first to speak to him. Ningel loved the gnome and protected his home. Then a brave dwarf by the name of Ulf Red hammer told Ningel about the black stone. The stone that had sealed the enslaver, Balor. Ningel kept it safe for many years. The peaks of the high mountains kept him safe from the death blades, who were the dark assassins of old. The mountains were destroyed, and Ningel fled to the crater in Narso. There the black stone was lost, the gnome seeker advised that the people prepare for war. Ningel waited for the gnome to make it Narso, when Balor’s return became a fact, Ningel gave Seeko the forth life, a gem that can triple one’s life, he gave the other forth to Ulf, and soon Ningel would unfold his quest in protecting the four mages of Ryeos. Tharivol, Seeko, Ulf, and Shadki
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Post by treefrog700 on Dec 7, 2005 22:25:03 GMT -5
Name: Xyte Sliev
Age: 16 (500)
Gender: Male
Race: half human, half shadow elf. (see Background for details)
Class: Sword fighter Dark mage
Alignment: Chaotic neutral
Appearance: (Human form)
Six feet tall one hundred and eighteen pounds, medium size overall. Short brown hair, blue gray eyes, medium sized nose and mouth slightly square head and rounded chin. Average neck length that connects with un-broad shoulders to thin arms and slightly long fingers. He has light skin and his body is medium sized, and hip, that connect down to long legs with knees slightly bent giving him a slouch making him seem smaller than usual. His body is very agile and he is very fast and swift. He can dodge very well. Tends to wear blue or black clothing, robes or anything with a hood or something that can cover his face. The only weapon he carries is a small dagger but mostly relies on his second form for combat.
(Shadow elf Form)
Same weight and height and size, but different strength builds up. Long black hair with slightly spiky trait to it, with a lighter tint to it than really dark hair, but not exactly brown. Clean face, and sharp features. Medium sized nose and ear shape. Deep black eyes, with short eyelashes. A thin smile, usually, with paler than usual lips. A more oval shaped head with a slightly pointed chin. Not so broad shoulders and medium length arms and fingers. Sometimes wears a dark mask over his nose and mouth. A dark cloak around his body, and goes down to his waist. The sleeves go to his wrists and have no cuffs; they are very loose and are comfortable to wear. He usually hides some sort of katar, (punching dagger) in both of his sleeves, and has it custom made for his hands. He also wears long black pants, these to are nice fitting and easy to wear. When he stands he has a slouch, and mostly because he wears two long swords, on his back, he has two rapiers at his sides, along with two daggers. He has special crafted shoes that make him silent when running. He knows some arcane and some divine, just enough to suit his ways of combat. When he fights his knees bend slightly. He is speedy because his foot turns in naturally, so when he runs, his foot goes our making him very areo-dymanmic. He is slightly flexible and can dislocate both of his arms, and put them back in again if he wants to. His waist is slim.
Personality: (Human form)
Very shy and imaginative and creative. Those three words sum this personality and what makes him unique to his possessor, (the shadow elf). He is so isolated at times that it makes him an enigma amounts the people he lives with. His reject like manner makes him easy to lose friends so he can pull off the shadow elves task at hand. He can think up solutions to prove useful in gaining the trust of his unseen companion, and being very imaginative he can trust this fantasy.
(Shadow elf form)
He is secretive when trying to stay away from his attackers and yet very out going and straight forward when it comes to fighting. Being a master at the dark magic of hiding and concealment he is very crafty at times. Many people seem to think he is evil, but “evil” is a point of view, and he has no motives, so he isn’t evil, un till his plot unfolds.
Background: Xyte was born into his family, but were they really his family, he questioned that many times, and his conscience seemed to be altered in some way. He thought himself possessed and this is the truth. The shadow elves were formed by a mix of drow and Gray elf, after years of breeding, a new darker form came along, they were so drastically horrible that they were cast dark magic upon and this made them turn into ghosts which were tortured, but somehow remade themselves. After many years myths came out about Shadow elves forming vessels out of humans. Xyte was different. Most vessels are killed by the age of six or seven, but Xyte knew the elf was there and he had his own secrets. He was more than just different than the others, he was by far stronger, not in physical strength, but mentally, he could explain everything at an early age and bonded with the parasite. This made them grow together in their ambitions to take out those who have cursed them. This is Xyte’s main task, and now he plans to leave his parents and set out into the world, only a sixteen year old, with a five hundred shadow elf for a vessel.
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Post by treefrog700 on Dec 7, 2005 22:26:50 GMT -5
Name: Lia Silyan
Race: Elf
Age: 118
Gender: Female
Alignment: Good
Class: Mage (Pyromancer)
Description: She has long light blue colored hair, and black eyes. She stands about five and a half feet tall and weighs nearly 110 pounds. She carries a long wooden staff with a bright red crystal on the end. She also has a fine wooden buckler on her left arm, (Her right arm is for the staff). Her robes are long and black, with a red pattern on them. Her specialty is Fire, (hence Pyromancer), and she is weak for melee combat.
Personality: She is kind to travelers and easily persuaded to do things for others. She is usually out-going and likes challenging her skills as a mage and a scholar. She is often mistreated by tough warriors, who only want her for her beauty, not for her skills or personality. She tries her best to be insightful on people, but fails miserably. Thinking everyone is a poor soul, she is always confronted by men, and most females think she is trying to get attention. That is why she is merely friendless.
Background: Lia Silyan was born into a family off the coast of some elf nation. Her ancestors were said to be famous elfin explorers, traveling the high seas, and settled on this land. Her parents were hard working; her mother was crafters, and her father a smith. She liked working with her hands at a young age, making her look like her parent’s child. Then she got interested in magic, her parents dubbed it ill fated, for it took her uncle’s life, her uncle’s name being Shadki, (For those of you know Shadki.). She didn’t care and left the family. She trained on fire, being so used to it from her father, (Who was a smith) and she made good use of her time training herself. After a while she traveled farther and farther from home. She then found herself in a deep mountain range, curious to see what was on the other side, she climbed the mountain, and made it to a new rich land, unfortunately filled with humans, who cheat and steal from people, and especially females. She is usually caught in the hands of some stupid drunk male. (not saying that males are stupid, more like a unintelligent being).
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Post by treefrog700 on Dec 7, 2005 22:27:18 GMT -5
Name: Dren Ith
Race: Elemental humanoid
Class: Sword fighter
Age: 21
Gender: None
Description: He has long black hair, that slightly goes over his eyes, his face is naturally grim looking, being part gray elf, he is taller than normal elves, but only has half of the gray skin component. He stands around six feet tall, and is quite skinny. He wears no armor, only a thin black robe that conceals his weapons. He carries two katars under his sleeves, they are crafted to fit his hands and with a slight motion, he can slide the katars down his sleeve and into his hands, and still is able to wield any melee weapon in both hands. He also carries two long swords on his back and many various shurikens in his robe pockets. Two long daggers are placed at his belt. He is pretty fast, but he doesn't fight people without cause.
Background: He was created by an evil sorcerer, to mimic a young sword fighter by the name of Rye. They had a fearsome battle, but it ended with Dren confused at his master’s intents, and ended up slaying the Sorcerer. Rye, thinking he killed Dren in the battle they had, never knew the construct was built off of him. Dren slowly tracks Rye no matter how hard the dangerous sword fighter tries, Dren also finds hid trail. The two find out that they are magically linked in some way, and their thoughts are fused into one, Rye being more human like, is being effected by this, and thinks he is going mad. Dren, is unaffected, and doesn’t understand Rye’s feelings. This link can only end, when Dren is dead.
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Post by treefrog700 on Dec 7, 2005 22:28:46 GMT -5
Name: Felix Smite Age: 107 (looks around 20) Race: an Elfix (see background). Alignment: neutral good Gender: Male Profession: Wizard, Archer. (Arcane archer) Height: 6’2 Weight: 130 pounds
Nature: He likes to keep to himself for most of the time, mostly because no one understands him, because he is a half breed. He sometimes talks with elves, but doesn’t trust Humans. He joins up groups of fighters to protect them. If he fails to protect someone he falls into weeks of depression, this is how he lives.
Background: Felix is an Elfix. I just thought of the word a few days ago, and it made sense for this character. An Elfix is a rare breed of elf. Some people claim that an Elfix is a half phoenix half elf. They have minus the rebirth ability, but still have the elves long life. They tend to die faster than average elves. (Up to 500 years old) It is said that an Elfix is two parent elves who have used dangerous fire spells, or have been burned by such spells and get burned over and over again in till they become immune to fire. They are very strong combat wise, but are very weak against water magic. They are far from invincible as it may seem at first but many traits of an Elfix are downfalls to who they are. They are unable to swim, when they drink water they weaken very much, and it affects most of their daily abilities. Elfix are very rare, and are uncommonly found. They are very powerful spell casters in fire magic. Felix was born in an elf community near a volcano; his dad was a very proud Elfix, who had been nearly killed in a battled with a wizard known as Zeph. Felix’s mother was a famous healer, who meets his farther in an elf medical camp near Zeph’s attack. Felix’s parents died when he turned 50, witch was quite unexpected. Being the last Elfix of his tribe, Felix left the nation and went into isolation. He trained on his archery skills in till he turned sixty. He became very strong, but was aware of his weakness to water. Then he moved to a human town far from his place of birth and found them rude and mean to his race. He left town with a forever changed out look on humans and made back to his hometown and became a very great scholar. It was when he turned seventy that he left the elves again in a new way. He figured he would fight in the war with the humans against Zeph’s army and became a wandering helper. To this day Felix pops up here and there aiding those in need if he can and blaming all of there problems on him.
Description: His eyes are green, like most elves. His skin is tanned more than the average elf, and he is about six and a half feet tall. He isn’t really buff, but he is nimble and agile. He wears a dark cloak, and has
ooc: Thats about it. I had to put spaces for copying reasons. Sorry about that.
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