Arkyn couldn't wait to get off the ship. He felt as though he'd been seasick the entire last week... and the rest of the two months hadn't been much fun either. He stumbled down the dock covering his mouth like he was going to vomit, his heavy satchel slid off his shoulder and jerked his arm to boot as he wretched over the small dock.

"Wow. Now that's something there..." Demaraen chuckled darkly as he watched the little mage spew his innards into the sea. "I told you we should have traveled my way... or not come to such a remote place at all, but you refused... and now you have none of my pity and none of my aid."

Arkyn tried to ignore the tall demon standing behind him... but it was difficult to ignore someone like him. "Shut up... Master...." He grumbled as he stood shakily, wiping his mouth and adjusting his spectacles. "I was not about to travel by your methods... and I want to learn about every culture I can... I cannot skip the islands simply because I have to travel by sea..." Ughhh the thought of it made his stomach turn. "Besides we met some interesting people on the ship..." He muttered as he started to walk towards the village nearby.

Dem chuckled again and followed after the brightly dressed mage, finding it hilarious that the short human stood out so much already. "Yes, I forgot... you acquired more stories for your anthology." The foolish boy, spending his time writing about nonsense... people, lands... stories of victories and myths about creation... it was so pointless... in 12 years the mage would be dead, no children left behind, no one to remember him... and that would be all. Dead, soul consumed by Demaraen as agreed. The end.

"...Master... please do not cause any... problems here." Arkyn spoke in a hushed voice as they entered the village, despite the fact that his words were in the common tongue and the natives' words clearly weren't.

The blonde demon let out a sigh and looked down at the younger male. "I will merely translate for you."

No love for the seahorsey? xD

(Official art from Wand of Fortune, not mine)

__________________QUICK STATS
Name
Amalendu 'Amal' Somadev

Age
Unknown but appears to be in his early to mid 20s.

Gender
Male by default, but can change it at will.

Sexuality
Pansexual

Species
Lunar spirit

Ethnicity
Jerichan

Height
Default is about 5'9, but he can change his height at will.

Occupation
Entertaining himself by making your life more difficult.

Residence
Where ever he pleases

__________________IN-DEPTH STUFF

Physical Description
Amalendu has chin length black hair that is cropped rather uniquely and styled in sort of a spiky fashion, with longer pieces framing his face. His pinkish-purple eyes are the only thing he cannot change the color of. He is a shape shifter and can take the shape of almost any living creature at will, though some are much easier and natural for him.

When he gets excited or drunk black rabbit ears have a habit of popping out of his head. He has pale skin a pretty face and a lithe body. He has little concern for what gender he looks like, since he can change it easily, though he does default to male mostly. Boobs get too heavy to carry around and peeing while standing is more efficient.

Personality
Snide, snarky, silly, and strange. Amal likes to manipulate things till he gets his way or creates a more amusing outcome. He is a trickster and a pervert and takes a great deal of pride in both. He delights in the misery of adults but takes pity on children for whom he has a great deal of affection for. Too much in fact. While he will sleep with any who strike his fancy, his primary attraction is to individuals of any gender between the ages of 14 and 19. He practically idolizes beautiful young things and would never harm or push himself on them, but would gladly keep them company in bed.

Magic/Abilities
Shape shifting is the only ability that he shows off. He cannot truly die and doesn't age in the traditional sense but can appear older or younger by changing his appearance.  He can also fight really well, usually with daggers that he keeps strapped at his side.

It is assumed he has some sort of other power concerning the moons and even tides but he doesn't talk about it or display it.

Relationships


History
Amalendu has been alive for hundreds of years. Well not alive for all of it, he has 'died' before, had to go back to Jericho, the moon city, and then sneak back to the earth. He was never a fan of others of his kind. Most of them were too goodie-goodie, and never questioned anything. Amal wanted answers for shit he couldn't even formulate questions for. Humans were much more enjoyable in his opinion.

Amal likes to live in the here and now and doesn't talk about his past much. It's rather painful to talk about anyway.

Lahvi still needs a master ;///;

He can come out of the water for like an hour at a time and well he doesn't have to be completely out of the water to do some things >////>. His master doesn't have to be aquatic at all honestly. I would assume that he'd be kept in a tank by slavers but his master could keep him in more of a pond or pool like structure.

She'd have to spend 20 minutes explaining what a master is, 15 explaining what's going on, and he probably still wouldn't understand... plus I'm not sure he'd really be sold to anyone in Connlaoth, he's not a woman really and only good for looking at like any aquarium fish. Well... looking at and one other thing >/////>

I kind of just want to get him a master right now, but I'm sure we can figure something out later. ^___^

(chibi doodle of Demaraen)

__________________QUICK STATS
Name
Demaraen ‘Dem’ Astarthos

Age
A noble demon rarely reveals his age… but it’s 527, though he looks like he’s in his late 30s.

Gender
All male, wanna see? ;D

Sexuality
Pansexual

Species
Demon- specific details unavailable to the general public.

Ethnicity
None of your concern.

Height
6’5

Occupation
None, he does as he damn well pleases.

Residence
Traveling with a pipsqueak of a mage, so currently no steady residence you need concern yourself with.

__________________IN-DEPTH STUFF

Physical Description
Dem’s broad powerful shoulders, tan skin and a muscular build (that isn’t too bulky looking) are usually hidden underneath loose fitting black clothing. He is fond of those decorative leather strips that Connlaothians use on their sleeves, though he doesn’t always wear them conventionally. Demaraen’s hair is a golden hue and is usually a mess of curls that reaches just past his shoulders. His eyes are maroon in color but can change to a more ruby color, as well as a blood red, depending on his mood. He has pointed ears and fangs but isn’t elven or vampiric in any way. Fuck the trees, and nature. And drinking blood is purely for pleasure… he can stop any time. (XD)

He has a powerful angular looking jaw line and sharp but handsome features. He is usually sporting a scruffy beard and sometimes even a goatee or mustache. He doesn’t usually like having more facial hair than a ‘5 o’clock shadow’ (which he usually ends up more like 2-3 times a day), but sometimes lets it grow a bit since it bothers a certain baby-faced mage who is so much fun to taunt.

Personality
Demaraen is usually a fucking bastard. No really. He doesn’t give a shit about anything that doesn’t directly affect him in anyway. Unfortunately his traveling companion Arkyn has a way of making shit Dem’s problem. He tries to make things amusing for him, but often ends up humoring Arkyn’s whims with a bored, annoyed expression. Still, you don’t mess with Demaraen.

Abilities
Demaraen can choose to be invisible around people without magic. Even some people with barely any magic can’t see him when he does this. It’s the only ability he displays openly, the others are rarely used but he does use dark magic to manipulate things to his will. He eats souls, especially the souls of beings with magic abilities and turns that magic into his own power and strength.

Demaraen is also able to understand any human tongue as if it were his own native one. Some more magical languages are a bit fuzzy though.

Relationships
He owns a mage named Arkyn who is his slave and future snack. He and Arkyn sort of get along… most of the time. It’s a strange relationship, but no one better fuck with his food.

History
Other than him saving Arkyn’s life when the kid was 19 and making a pact where he owns the stupid mage and gets to eat his soul after 25 years, well nothing else is known about Demaraen’s past really. It’s not like he talks about it, and no one would dare ask him. Well that whole pact mess was 13 years ago. Only 12 more years till he gets to eat his tasty snack! 8D

I don't know how they'd really interact right now. .////.;;; cause well to put it nicely... Lahvi is pretty dense and he would have no idea what is going on xD like at all... plus he would have to be kept in a tank and can't survive for more than an hour out of water. Lahvi can't even walk or get around on land.

If you have an idea of how they could interact together or something they could do together though let me know ^/////^

   
(Arkyn chibi doodles x3)

__________________QUICK STATS
Name
Arkyn

Age
32 (looks about 19)

Gender
Male

Sexuality
Homosexual

Species
Human

Ethnicity
Connlaothian

Height
5'6

Occupation
Wandering Philosopher

Residence
None

__________________IN-DEPTH STUFF

Physical Description
Arkyn is quite ashamed of his boyish and terribly smooth face. He is 120 lbs of lean muscle, has pale skin, and is shorter and slighter looking then he hoped he would grow to be. Of course he hasn't grown any since he was 19, not even stubble on his face. His reddish-brown hair is haphazardly cut and doesn't grow anymore so he doesn't even bother with it. His eyes are a lovely shade of emerald green and are almond shaped but rather large, further adding to his youthful look. His vision isn't great and he wears spectacles to improve his vision.

His back is littered with old flagellation marks, and his chest has a huge dark scar over his heart.

Personality
Arkyn is very kind and has taken to learning about different cultures and the world at large. He is rather reserved, but is also sincere and genuine in his actions. He enjoys helping others, but hesitates to get close to anyone, opting not to stay in one place too long. He keeps his emotions in check most of the time but is easily upset by things that go against his moral code. Deep down he is filled with shame, regret, and self loathing, but he puts on a soft smile and toughs through every day.

Abilities
Arkyn is a fire mage and can create flames from thin air, as well as manipulate flames and withstand fire's heat. His fire magic is powerful and he keeps it in check and only uses it if absolutely necessary. Sometimes it feels as though the flames are consuming him from within.

Relationships
Arkyn is 'owned' by and travels with a demon named Demaraen, who he has a 'pact' with. They have a complicated relationship with each other and appear to be begrudgingly friendly with each other.

History
Arkyn was born and raised in Connlaoth by the church. Apparently one of his parents was a mage and he was taken away from them as a baby. He never met or knew his parents and was very dedicated to the church. He became a brother and wanted to be a priest, but knew it was impossible since he was a mage. He was mild mannered and always well behaved as a kid. He truly believed that magic was a sin and would flog himself without being told to every time he felt the heat of the flames inside him.

He doesn't talk about that day. The day his world shattered. The day he lost control. The day the church burned down. Arkyn ran, and ran.... trying to out run himself. He was so scared... and hurt. When he finally collapsed he was breathing what he thought would be his last breaths.

...Fortunately, and unfortunately, he met Demaraen. The demon 'saved' his life, but it came with an expiration date. Arkyn was given life that wasn't really life... it was stagnant existence; unchanging and only lasting for 25 years. After the 25 years are up Demaraen would claim Arkyn's end of the bargain, his tasty soul.

That was 13 years ago...

I wanted to rp with my seahorse 'boy'. I was thinking he could have easily been caught and sold into slavery. Lahvi would then need an attentive master... possibly loving... possibly not. Either way Lahvi would be confused and not understand what's happening. xD

Please let me know if you are interested in playing x3

Thank you x3

:D You do? I mean oh, right you do x3 <3333333

Thank you both for the welcomes!!!! ^////^ I hope to start plotting and playing soon~!

Hello everyone ^//////^ I'm Nix and I'm looking forward to rping here with all of you! I've been rping for.... a very long time xD

*suddenly feels old* ./////.;;;

I was told that I could play my cute seahorse boy here and honestly that's all it took for me to check it out and join xD

I'm really pretty easy going and am open to lots of different things... but I'm rather terrible at these introductions .////.;;;

Feel free to talk to me/ ask me questions/ be my friend! x3

(Doodle chibi of Lahvi and his narwhal plushie Nahri)

__________________Quick Stats
Name
Ohtulahvi (Oh-two-la-vee) 'Lahvi'

Age
17

Gender
Male- Though technically 'he' has both genitals and is only considered 'male' because he doesn't have breasts.

Sexuality
Huh?

Ethnicity
Muirin (A collective race of assorted mer-creatures)

Height
5'5

Occupation
None

Residence
Originally from Sheelin an underwater 'utopia'.

__________________In-Depth Stuff

Physical Description
Lahvi has long platinum hair that reaches to where his seahorse tail begins in the back and is cut with long sloppy angled bangs in the front. His skin is mostly black with glowing yellow markings on his face and arms and a black seahorse tail, however his coloring can change at times. His light blue eyes shine with hope and, more often than not, confusion. Lahvi has a cute round face and a lithe body. He gills behind his ears but does have a small set of human like lungs too.

Personality
Lahvi is considered naive and childlike even among Muirin standards. He is very sweet and kind despite the fact that he is not treated with the same kindness. Lahvi is quite klutzy and very quick to apologize.

Abilities
He can breath under water (XD), but other than that and changing color he can't really do anything special. He can't even swim very well.

While Lahvi is able to surface from the water and breathe air, he can only survive for about an hour out of the water and has no way of walking or really moving on land.

Relationships


History
Ohtulahvi was always an outcast. He was different... and even in a 'utopian' society those who are different are easy prey. Orphaned at a young age he grew up with the other orphans of Sheelin, which wasn't too terrible since the orphanage was in the royal palace. Still, he was always mentally slower than the other children, and didn't have any sort of family or friends, well other than his narwhal plush toy. He was picked on by the other children quite often, and ended up running away after accidentally breaking the royal crown (wasn't really his fault but he thinks it was).