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Cadreinth had arrived with three horses.

Not his best stock since he needed those, but they were young and just generally good horses. They were trained for his family so he supposed the High Lady of Atlas Verde would appreciate the gesture. Cadreinth thought he was being generous. Horses as gifts. He pushed a hand through his opal hair and nudged his own horse. They'd stopped at an inn and while it was a smaller traveling party, it was still a good number of people.

Now it was a little past dawn, the birds were chirping, the day was heating up and he was almost to his desired location.

The lady would know he was on his way, he'd sent word. At least he hoped she'd gotten his letter or this would be very odd. Possibly look like bribery. Which it was not. Cad rolled his shoulders and was let past the gate. He got off his horse and fixed his suit - He'd made sure to look extra nice today, simply because of the company he would keep.

"I come bearing gifts for the Lady Ivrias." Cadreinth told a footman at the door. He was a little miffed when he just went into the house to get the lady instead of invite him inside but... He was patient.

So, Cadreinth stood in the Courtyard with four horses, a few guards and he occasionally shifted his weight and looked around. Well, this was sort of like showing up to a friends house uninvited. Awkward.

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Prowling was a good word for what she was doing.  Gardenia was larger than any beast in the forest though she had a few wolves following her the occasional look over her shoulder kept them from being too much of a problem. The night was late and the full moon hung bright and fat in the sky. Gardenia wasn't totally a beast, but she wasn't herself in this form and the claw marks she left in the trees while she wandered were a clear indicator.

There was no attempt to hide her form or keep to the shadows. At one point in the night there was even some happy bouncing around. Her long tail flicked behind her and eventually Gardenia began to run. The part of her that was the beast reveled in the running, the way her paws felt against the ground, the roots of the trees trying to trip her as she went. The human inside wanted to shrink away and hide. Wanted to duck her  head and press it to a tree until she woke up human again.

Gardenia had escaped from her handlers. When a full moon was on the way she went to a remote area of the forest and was kept to a small patch of forest. There were trust worthy guards and a lock on the door. This time she'd burst from the door and with the instructions not to hurt her the guards could only watch as she escaped at speeds they couldn't keep up with.

The only thing telling about Gardenia was the cloak she had tied around her throat, though it was a comical look for the giant beast, it was practical wear for when she woke up naked.

Brightness is the sky had the beast turning and glaring at it, giving a sniff until, off in the distance. A scent. Turning her head, Gardenia moved closer to it. It was unusual, something she didn't know. With neither caution or fear she moved towards it, giving deep sniffs of the unfamiliar scent before she lowered her head and stared with odd eyes at it. The noise that came out of her mouth could have sounded like 'what' but the possibility of words was slim.

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Name Xala
Tarot Five of Swords
Age 22
Gender Female
Species Dragon
Ethnicity ??
Height 5'1"
Occupation Hunts interesting creatures and sells their bits to collectors!
Residence everywhere :)

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Physical Description
Xala is an interesting character.

She is indeed humanoid, though the unnatural eyes and the gentle scales at her cheek bones give her away as being other. Perhaps she could hide in a crowd while wearing a hood. As it is, she generally stays away from the more hostile-towards-weird-looking-people places. The only thing little about her is her size.

Her mouth packs a fair amount of fangs and she has claws for finger nails.

The scales on her cheeks trail down her neck and go along her spine. They are silver and much harder than normal skin.


Personality
Literally, Xala is two people.
Once Upon a time there was a pair of twin sisters. Twins were bad. It meant the dragon soul was split and they were incomplete. One twin had a near fatal accident and the soul, in an effort to not lose it's other half fused the bodies.

So now Xala is two people. Becoming one person hasn't sunk in for her yet and she still refers to herself in the plural.

Also she's kinda mean and that's why she doesn't have friends.


Magic/Abilities
Xala can withstand intense heat and can handle hot coals and breath fire. Can't conjure fire. Can't control fire. But she can spit it out pretty good and while she is a species of humanoid that can usually shape shift, she cannot.
Beyond being extremely skilled at hand to hand combat and has excellent aim when throwing sharp things and is quite the little acrobat.
She also fights dirty and isn't above slipping on some brass knuckles (with spikes!) when her personal arm-attachy knife blade things aren't available.
There's also some inhuman strength in there. She can easily lift things someone twice her size would be capable of.

Also her blood is silver and quite acidic.

Relationships

History

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Gardenia had always hated the traveling part of visiting her family in Adela. It took forever. Even the cushiest of carriages made things ache. The book she had with her was face down in her skirts on her lap, her money was in a bag around her wrist. Letting her head thump against the wooden carriage almost instantly the driver stopped the horses, mistaking it for something else. Oh great, now she had to insist that no, really, she was fine. No she didn't want anything.

The door opened and there was the driver.

"Miss?"

There would be no answer because all that left her mouth was a terrified shriek as an arrow plunged into his head. Oh no. No. No no nononono. Quickly she scooted across seat, pressing her back to the door on the other side, staring at the lifeless body hanging half inside the carriage. That man had been alive only a few minutes ago. The blood dribbled down his head and her fingers scratched at the door, only for that to open and a head to poke in.

"Hey! There's a girl!"

Panting, eyes squeezed shut, Gardenia scrambled over the dead body of the carriage driver, her foot getting stuck on the arrow and she let out a quiet panted breath before she tumbled out of the carriage. "Get her!" Gardenia began to run. Her skirts kicking up. Everything she had was in that carriage. Her life though, she had that now and she was't sure she would have kept it if she didn't simply run.

What had started as a boring trip was turning so much worse. Things like this didn't happen on boring nice days. The sun was in the sky. It wasn't too hot. Though her legs and lungs burned she didn't stop running. Though there were no foot steps behind her, she didn't look back, instead she ran as far and as fast as she could. The carriage was long gone and she was deep in the woods, just one peek.

Gardenia turned her head to look over her shoulder and then she stumbled, tumbling down a small hill before she finally stopped. Her breaths were mixed with sobs and she slowly rose to her feet, looking around before dropping to her knees in a flutter of skirts and leaves. There was no effort to quiet her sobs, if they found her now, so be it. She was too tired to run on.

"I want my dad." Was all she sobbed, her hands covering her face as she bent forward and seemed so small.

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Never one to have a well thought out plan Yuuki held true to that trait. Some dog had run off with his stuff.  Yuuki was down on his knees, making kissy noises and clicking his tongue, one hand wiggling out. He needed that stuff.

"That's not even food!" Yuuki cried, letting his head drop down. This was great. He had to deliver that stuff and some mangy mutt had run off with it. A frown and he pressed his head do the ground, gather dirt on his forehead. "Oh, come on!"

The dog started to run and Yuuki was up and chasing after it in a flash. He'd have thrown food at it to tempt it away from his pack if he was able, unfortunately there was nothing. It was supposed to be a short trip with no detour around the city. As it was, Yuuki was running back, trying to keep his eye on the dog. And then he accidentally ran into a group of people and while he said sorry while he passed there was a rock, one lowly little pebble and Yuuki felt himself smash into the ground.

He gave a disgruntled noise and the dog walked over, giving him a sniff before Yuuki reached out to  snatch it. He missed. The dog took off again, "Someone, catch that damn dog!" On his knees, his nose bleeding, Yuuki had been bested by a beast.

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Name Gardenia Lillium Silinrul
Tarot Reverse Queen of Cups
Age 18
Gender Female
Species Human
Ethnicity 1/2 Adelan, 1/2 Duhjari
Height 5'4"
Occupation Spoiled Daughter
Residence Jadenshine, Serendipity
In Your Eyes- Kate Boy
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Physical Description
Gardenia is not a broad sword totin' gal. The worst damage she could do is insult your mother in a very cleverly written note. While she isn't weak as a kitten she's very much a teenage girl and is more afraid of calluses than anything else. Looking pretty is a pretty good feature to have when you're the daughter of a High Lord.

Her most unusual feature is perhaps her heterochromia. Her left eye is the golden colour that Adela's sport but the right one is a beautiful deep water blue. These carry onto her more sinister form, that of a large black humanoid wolf.

Gardenia is a sort of werewolf. Come full moons she's reverted to becoming what she believes is a monster. She becomes a sleek black wolf type beast a few times her size. Standing at around seven feet when on her hind legs, perhaps a few inches taller because of the small antlers that adorn her head. Her mouth is full of sharp fangs and talking is practically non existent.

When she is prepared to become the beast she generally ties a cloak around her shoulders tied at the sleeves and wears clothing she doesn't mind ruining. Easier to wake up under her own cloak when she reverts back to human form naked.

During eclipses she does become a monster. There is no caging this beast. There is no Gardenia in there and the only thing the beast wants is out.

Personality
She's very good at pretending to be nice. However, at her core she is a kind girl and craves attention and love above all else. Gardenia has never not gotten something she wanted and usually goes out of her way to make herself a pain in the butt until she gets it. So a good trait version of spoiled would be she is very stubborn. She doesn't back down from anything and if she'd ever had a friend that wasn't two faced and just mean she'd probably stick her neck out for them.

Naive almost to a fault, she just hasn't experienced much beyond her personal world which is quite luxurious. The only bad people that exist are in books and the worst thing about her life is becoming a beast for one night.

When she is the beast she is... Different.

A few times she's gotten into fights with Bears. Neither died but she'd wake up with small healing scratches everywhere. Gardenia prefers to be alone when she's a puppy. Occasionally and very rarely, if she's in the right company she can be quite playful.

How she acts when changed is very dependent on her situation. A more primal version of herself the beast reactions on emotions, rather than logic. Can make for awkward situations.

Magic/Abilities
Has a deep dark secret that rears its ugly head every month or so.

Her Condition.
Gardenia is not in fact an actual werewolf, but a human vessel for a forest spirit that was once an important part of a Duhjari tribe. Her father - her biological father - promised a vessel for this spirit and it took the deal, taking over the baby's body the moment of conception. Gardenia is this spirit and the true form is the beast, though it's only capable of being out during the Full Moon when it's connection to the physical realm is the strongest. 

She is not aware of this and thinks she is cursed with lycanthropy.

Relationships
Cadreinth // Father -  As her father, she is his main bargaining chip. While she loves him dearly - and he her, they are both aware of the duties they have to the house. He married for a trade route in Adela, and she will marry for money and soliders.
Hyacinthe // Husband - ... Meh.
Einin/NotEinin // Friend(sorta) - They don't know one another too well, but they are on a first name basis and from their brief meetings at events they get along relatively well.
Varian Whately // Friend(Lover?) -  A man she stumbled upon while she was shifted and she began to play. When she woke up as a human again she was with him and he wasn't fearful of her like so many others were. Instead he reached out to her and she reached back. His presences calls to the Old Soul that she was reborn with and it has grown interested in him, though Gardenia simply wakes up from her dreams.
Soren// Potential Friend! - A savior of sorts! Gardenia thinks he's nice and would like to become friends or at least acquaintances. Pen pals?

History
Born and raised in luxury and she quite likes it!

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Name Sharlee
Tarot Page of Wands
Age 22
Gender Female
Species Elf/Human
Ethnicity Serenian
Height 5'7"
Occupation Trader!
Residence Has a home in Serendipity. Lives everywhere.

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Physical Description
Sharlee is fairy average. Nothing about her stands out except for her hair and eyes which are a dark purple colour. She is slim simply because she walks everywhere. Without that, she's got wider hips and the potential for a large bust.

Personality
Sharlee is caring to a fault. If someone is in trouble and helping them puts her in danger, she'll do it anyway. Naive and trusting despite being on her own and traveling around, people are usually on their best behaviour because well, she has a dragon.

Magic/Abilities
She is acceptable at slicing with a knife and or dagger.  Sharlee can also shoot an arrow, not well, but she can shoot it.

Relationships
Doeshe - Doeshe is a dragon! He's white and about the size of large pony or a small horse (right now, he's still a growing boy!) Technically he's a baby. He can't speak very well yet but has begun to form sentences and simple phrases both mentally and with his actual spoken words. He has wings but is unable to fly because he's been with Sharlee since forever.

Tarlaka - Sharlee's elder sister. Was the commander of the Adelan armies, now she's lost and Sharlee is passively looking for her though she fears she's dead.

History

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Name Cadreinth Eleniel Silinrul
Age 33
Gender Male
Species Human (with fae anscenstry)
Ethnicity Serenian
Height 5'11"
Occupation High Lord
Residence Jadenshine, Serendipity.
Relationship Status "Widower"

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Physical Description
 Cadreinth has gotten his looks from his mothers side of the family. The Opal hair and pale but rosy complexion is a curse on that family and he has always wished to look a little less fae and a little more human. There is nothing wrong with brown hair, he's always found. His eyes are a different matter, a golden yellow outlined by bright jade green. Being from one of the more rich provinces he's taken to wearing only the finest leather, whether he's inside doing paper work or outside practicing with weapons.

Another thing he loaths, his body is quite willowy. He lacks the barrel chest and instead is simply lithe. Of course, his body is a temple and he'll stay as fit as possible until the day he dies.


Personality
A no non-sense kind of man. If you have something to say you say it now or he just won't care anymore. That's not to say he is without reason, he's just got a lot on his shoulders and he'll be damned if someone makes him waste his time on their problems. 

Behind closed doors he's a man like any other. Outside though, he's of an important rank and he will act as such.  The closed door thing is a cop-out, I don't know what he's gonna be like yet.

Magic/Abilities
Cadreinth has some elemental magic.
He's fairly certain there's a curse on his mothers bloodline, like his cousin, his magic manifests its self in much more physical ways. Unlike his cousin, he never took pains to learn how to channel his abilities and because of this he's not capable of using them to their full extent.
He is adept with blades, bows and arrows and can 'enchant' them. His swords can have an icy touch, his arrows can have an electric shock. Fire burns him  so he stays far away from it. Mostly he dabbles in forcing the wind in the direction he wants and lighting.

It's fun to shock people when they aren't expecting it. Just a light little zzzaaaap on their hand. Hilarious.

Relationships
Adalia
His cousin. Her father is his uncle and he remembers playing with her when they were much younger. They do not keep in touch beyond family related things.

Lillythian
Lillythian was Cadreinths wife. Betrothed at a young age, she was three years his senior. He tells people she died of a wasting sickness not long after the birth of their first child, and the baby along with her. In fact, he paid her to leave and never come back, because the child was not his.

[ personal body guard/ long time friend ] he needs one of these! PM me if you're interested and we can talk about it! (8

History

Growing up knowing he was going to be the High Lord of Jadenshine let him have his priorities in order. He was studious and was all business. All work and no play made Cadreinth a very dull boy. Short tempered and even less patient he wasn't a nice boy, with Ara being his only companion and only friend for a good many years. Betrothed to his to-be wife when he was seventeen and she was twenty, the following years were simple and he continued to study for when he would be the High Lord.

The years ticked on and they were uneventful, he began to do more at his Fathers side and took on more duties when his wedding came around. Lillythian brought a few people with her when she moved to Jadenshine and a small herd of horses. The key member she brought along was was the man who broke and trained all of their horses, a Duhjari man that Cadreinth could never bother to remember the name of. Of course, he knows it now, he just refuses to speak it.

Before the first year of marriage was up, Lillythian was pregnant. Their marriage wasn't a happy love filled one, it was a duty done by the eldest children for their respective families. His wife didn't go out of her way to become friendly with him and he didn't push the subject. Still, Cadreinth was excited for the child, his own little child. He'd never known true heartbreak until he saw his prefect little daughter that looked nothing like him and his wife confessed that the child was not his.

Ashamed and hurt, Cadreinth gave his wife some money and told her to take what she could carry and leave. The stable master left with her. Cadreinth had not seen them since he ordered them away.

When he was made High Lord after his fathers death when he was thirty, Cadreinth withdrew somewhat into himself. A business man, Cadreinth had never considered himself an individual, he was raised with a goal and that goal was to see the prosperity of his house. See the success of future generations, though the bloodline seems to end with him.


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Soooooooo....


I guess free art? I'll "close" and "open" this thread every now and then and if you catch me while I'm feeling doodly you get fast sketches of your characters that you may or may not like! No promises.

8D

Anybody?

Really!


Do they have a soul(type thing)? They're eligible!

Shoot me a PM if you're interested!


Can be anybody. o: makes for more Funtimes. 
Action! Adventure! (Romance?)
I dunno.

I made the character with no plans and this seems like it could be... Interesting.

What types of plots are you interested in playing?
All the plots. I love romance, but I am super duper awful bad at it. Like... Super bad. Like go to butter your toast and smear it all on your counter bad. So, if romance happens that's a nice... undertone to the actual story. Adventure is fun. Slice of life is fun. All the things are fun.

What types of plots are you not interested in playing?
Eeeeeh....? Straight up fighting. Gritter knife-at-the-throat is okay. But crater making tree destroying fights? No thanks, I'm not playing in anime land.

How often can you reply to any given thread?
As often as I can! Sometimes.... i just dont wanna. Its not you though. Its all me. |8 me and the lazies.

What is the longest you're willing to wait for a reply to a thread?
As long as it takes you to post! I'm in no rush!

Are you open to RPing over instant messengers? If so, what's the best way to contact you and what times are you generally available?
On Skype! I also have Telegram! Add me! MiniMiniMae!

Are you open to post volleying?
(Where you and another player post rapidly back and forth in a thread with each other. If so, what's the best way to set that up?)
Of course! And just ask me? Or just... Lead by example?

Anything else?
Uuuuuuuh.... Butts. =D


What are you limits regarding powerplay/godmoding?
(For instance, do you mind if someone grabs your character? Picks them up? Punches them?)
Sucker punches are fine. Picking them up is fine. If they're moving somewhere and you're writing it it's because my character is physically lifted and they're being physically moved. If you tell me where my character is going or what my character is doing, well, I'm just going to have to make it more difficult for you, won't I?

In regards to mind control or something else, the writing needs to be convincing. Show me, don't tell me! "So and so mind Controlled Draco's character" will get it ignored. Gimmie a story, not an instruction book.


What are your limits in regards to romantic situations?
(What are you comfortable with and not comfortable with? Do you prefer to pre-plot relationships or let them happen organically? Are you open to IC-rejection or love-triangles? Age differences? Etc.)
I am open to all these things. =D Bring on the new/interesting/awkward things to write!

What are your limits in regards to sex?
(Do you prefer to imply it, fade to black, or play it out? Is there anything you won't write? Note: If you are under 18, you must fade to black.)
I will follow what you're writing, oh dear person who reads this. =D <3

What are your limits in regards to pregnancy within plots?
(Are you okay with pregnancy in plots? Miscarriages? Loss?)
I decide if my girlies get pregnant and if my dudes do your pregnant-able-people... You can pick! Surprises happen. I can't promise he'll stick around but whoo knoooows. I am also open to plotting this!

What are your limits in regards to violent scenes?
(Are you comfortable with violent scenes? Do you prefer to imply it, fade to black, or play it out? Is there anything you won't write?)
Uh... All is good? I will see? =D

What are your limits in regards to abuse/rape in plots?
(Are you comfortable with such themes? Do you prefer to avoid them? Do you prefer to imply it, fade to black, or play it out?)
Hurray for weird character building? Totally depends on who i am writing with what the context is yaddayaddayadda.

Are you okay with characters being transformed against their will?
(Think vampires and werewolves. Should a player ask before attempting to turn your character?)
uuuuhm.... Yes, ask me. Or don't and I'll figure out why it didn't work. =D

What about healing?
(For instance, if someone plays a blind character they may not want people to try and "cure" the character.)
Go for it. Again, if I don't want it to happen I'll write in why it didn't work.

Anything else?
(Anything else you want to add that other players should know!)
Raizel is an amnesiac for a reason! No amount of special fancy healing will fix her, but feel free to try! =D

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Name Avery
Tarot Reverse Ace of Swords
Age Who keeps count? Old enough to drink.
Gender Male most of the time.
Species Avery... But also Hell spawn, if you want to get technical.
Ethnicity Avery.
Height 6'7"
Occupation To carry out his masters orders.
Residence Where ever he is. So... Avery.

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His Face! Uncoloured
His Face! Coloured.
His face! And wing doodles
Chatter. His master
Chatter is drawn by my goodfriendroommate.

Physical Description
Avery is... Interesting looking. He's tall, he's broad and he's got five limbs. The most notable part is all of him. At the top of his head are a pair of horns, the right having been broken off  though the left is fine, bits of jewelry are wrapped around it occasionally. His hair is long and an almost lavender colour, usually done back in a braid that reaches his hips.

His face is a whole other story. His right eye is gone, scars mar his face something fierce. His left eye is an orange so bright and potent it literally glows. Avery's skin tone is dark, though under the right light it is actually a very dark purple. His lips and the scar tissue give away the fact that his blood is also purple, his lips a plush purple and his tongue also such a colour. He has fangs, too. And faint lings along his cheeks which stop just short of his ears. Those lines are in fact also his mouth and he can indeed open it all the way and there are many teeth.

Missing his right arm isn't as troublesome as it would be for someone who didn't have technically four arms. In place of his right arm, sometimes he uses his wing to do things. Usually they're tucked up against his back, the 'hands' of his wings resting on his shoulders. They trail down his back like a big fancy cape, connected to the top half of his tail.

Other than some claws (both on his hand and his feet) and being purple, Avery could be a totally normal guy. Really.


Personality
He thinks he's hilarious and that you're delicious.


Magic/Abilities
He can unhinge his jaw.
He has three arms.
A bit of inhuman strength.
An immunity to fire - gotta love being hell spawn.
An immunity to most natural elements, actually.
He's a good brawler.
Doesn't have magic.
Doesn't know how to use weapons except for things you can pick up and whack people with.
He can be physically killed. But then he'd just be a ghost and follow you around and you don't want that.
To remove his existence completely every bit of him would have to be removed - which includes his eye that Chatter has.

Relationships
Top to Bottom. Liked to least liked.
Top
Zea  - She is his only a friends. He knows a few things from her. Killing people is bad. It's very good to be polite and Inima is here *waves arms around* but not here *waves arms towards the ground*.

This is the bottom.
Chatter - Chatter is his master. There was a battle with the law and the law won.  Chatter ate his eyeball, now he is Chatter's. Also his name isn't actually Chatter, but that's like... The only noise he can make and Avery's no good with telepathy - giving or getting. So. Chatter it is. It makes for some bad conversations.

History
Avery was a demon. And one day he did something he shouldn't have done and he got into a fight with some bigger badder demon. Bigger badder demon ate his arm, stole his eye and broke his horn just 'cause he could, what a bastard right? Since then Avery had been under this monsters command until he hitched a ride on some express to a bigger brighter more awful place.

He's an escapee. Because he's a lesser type of hell spawn and his boss is quite deep into the badder worser place of that dimension, Chatter can only make himself appear at special moments or through use of objects. Avery usually stays away from house fires, Chatter likes using their bones to make himself and try to get a message across. It's just awkward for everyone Avery doesn't speak dog.

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The smell of blood was heavy in the air and Raizel looked at the broken bodies in the camp, her face crumpled slightly before she dropped her head. Too late. Always too late. Her hands went to her hair and the movement caused Aki to flutter off her shoulder and land on the ground beside her, looking up curiously. A strangled yell through clenched teeth before she took a few deep breaths and went about the camp, taking what things she needed that hadn't been pillaged and stolen already.

There was a few moments where she considered burying the bodies. It would keep things from feasting off of their corpses, but if she buried them... They'd be dug up anyway and it would take far too long. Raizel decided to leave them. A warning to other travelers if the animals didn't get them first. The group of bandits she'd been following for a few days now had proven more elusive than she'd anticipated and--

The pressure in her chest forced her to move. Everything in her head yelled at her to put these people to peace somehow, if not to just move them from where they were slain. It would waste precious time though, "Aki, what should we do?" She questioned the raven quietly before he went about picking at flowers the answer left up to interpretation. 

"Fine, but we need to move quickly." It wasn't as quickly as Raizel hoped it would be.  She arranged the bodies in a line while Aki hopped around the camp site, playing with odds and ends. A flower went to each of their chests and Raizel stood still for a moment, her head bowed down offering them a better afterlife to any gods that refused to speak to her.

"If we pass another camp like this it's your fault, bird." Raizel threatened the raven when he fluttered back onto her shoulder, and again she was off, her backpack a little heavier than before.

There was no effort to hide her own tracks having little fear of being followed. Still, she moved on, deciding if no one was going to put these bandits in their place it would simply have to be her.

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Name Raizel
Age Mid twenties to mid thirties
Gender Female
Species Humanoid
Ethnicity Unknown
Height 5'10"
Occupation Vigilante
Residence Taverns, mostly! Guest rooms. Tents. The forest floor. Nice peoples houses.

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Physical Description .x.x.x.


Raizel is a sturdy woman. While she isn't exactly bulky, she's made of lean muscle and and knows how to use every limb to the best of her ability. While she's tall, she isn't exactly broad and could probably easily be mistaken as an easy target. What used to be entirely black hair has a streak of white in it, a patch of hair on her forehead holds no pigment and is stark white - Raizel assumes it was caused by stress.

While she only has a few sets of clothing seeing as how she has to carry it around with her where ever she goes there's a distinct lack of loose clothing, or things that don't cover her from neck to toe. Having flesh exposed makes her nervous and she does her best to never be undressed or even out of her armor. If someone were to catch of glimpse of her without clothing on they would see a fit body absolutely covered in scars, the most noticeable a pair of rather grotesque scars along her back.

The extra muscles on her back would tell the tale that once upon a time she had wings and they had been brutally amputated. Raizel is aware of her scars and she's glad she has no recollection of how they were acquired.

This is her sword. Warning, there is a swear on the picture! I've lost the original!

Personality
A blank slate would best describe her. Raizel doesn't feel nothing, she just doesn't care to feel anything. The difference between helping someone with a job and stabbing someone else through the neck is possibly a smirk. If there are strong emotions involved around her, she shuts down completely and closes herself off.

Despite her lack of wanting emotions, Raizel has a large presence and can command attention easily. There is no such thing as panicking to this woman and there is little to make her lose confidence in her abilities - which she knows are superior in many cases

Magic/Abilities
Raizel has no magic.

However, she is extremely skilled with her sword and a superb tactician.

She also has a 'pet' Raven named Aki.

Relationships
None.

History
Waking up in a room naked with strangers is a nightmare she has often. However, Raizel only remembers waking up sort of clothed beside a stream, the water lapping at her bare feet. There was nothing. She had no name, she couldn't remember where she was from, she didn't know where she was. The first few weeks she'd been picked up by a travelling family, she helped out when she could and along the way she found a bird that had fallen out of it's nest. The little black haired girl had suggested the name and Raizel liked it.

As the days drew on, Raizel decided she needed to leave. After giving her thanks to the family she went on her way, traveling, taking bounties on vagabonds and just... Living the best she could in a situation she wasn't sure how to deal with. Sometimes she washes peoples dishes and banters with people and pretends to be happy and sometimes she kills people and pretends to feel remorse.

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I was looking for a picture with one of my characters eye colours. I found nothing.

However. I did find this. A drawing I did of my first three characters on this site.  I know it's a little bit... Big. BUT ENJOY. =D I still remember their names. Man. Check out that armor. That's some super useful armor.

It had almost been a whole six months.

His hair was longer and unruly, long enough to wear in a tiny ponytail though he didn't like it much that way. Yuuki rolled his shoulders, listening to the night time noises before he meandered through the city. The group he'd gone off with on some weird adventure for some relic had proved to be dangerous but there was a good sum of money he'd made and it was sitting in a carefully and lovingly made pouch attached to his coat. No sucker was gonna steal this off of him, Yuuki would break fingers before handing this over.

It was a nice change of pace - sorta - not having to use Niaaki to con people out of money. There was more work involved in actually physically working for it. That kinda sucked.

There was probably a good half hour between getting back home to where he knew Niaaki lived and actually finding the place. A try at the door to find it was locked didn't really disappointed Yuuki, he kinda figured Niaaki wasn't a total idiot and would lock the door from intruders. Yuuki wasn't an intruder though! Which is why he went around and found a window, carefully prying that open and crawling in through that as quietly as he could.

Yuuki had been careful to put his things just out of sight and press his face into his elbow before falling asleep, it was hard to get comfortable propped over a table but he managed. When Niaaki woke up, whether it was after a chill filled his home from the open window or dawn came there would be a strange man sleeping on his kitchen table.

Yuuki would have opted to just flop onto Niaaki in his bed to scare the crap out of him but what if there had been someone else in the bed? That would have been awkward.

While reading had never been his strong suit, he was absolutely sure that little note said to meet here. Not seven feet to the left - which is an entirely different street - but right here. Yuuki was so absolutely sure he had the right place that he'd been standing and waiting for almost a half hour, shifting from foot to foot and looking the littlest amount of grumpy. This person was supposed to talk about a job with him and Yuuki - for the most part being unemployed - could do with the money. There were things to take care of.

Important things. Like rent and food things.

Pushing a hand through his already messy hair Yuuki sighed and decided fifteen more minutes. He'd already wasted enough time to just wait and it was boring now. The sounds of footsteps   echoed down the alley and Yuuki couldn't give enough cares to look up. Until something collided with his shoulder and he and the stranger went tumbling. The man got up quickly, giving Yuuki a good elbow in the face on the way up though there was an unfamiliar weight on his lap left behind.  "Hey!" Yuuki called, scrambling to stand up holding the unfamiliar weight before ignoring it and putting it into one of his jacket pockets.

Wait or run after them? The fifteen minutes wasn't up, so maybe that was the guy? Also the thing that was in his pocket but that could come after. Moving a hand to his face to catch any wayward blood that may have poured of the cut in his mouth Yuuki started to jog after the person. Maybe this was a test? It wasn't a very good test.

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Tag for Lion. Yay :B.

There was something off about the taste of the air, Adalia decided while she read her book. Her tongue went to her thumb to flip the page easier while she read by the lamp light in the corner of her fathers office. The house was silent except for the occasional page being flipped, the live in maids had gone to bed, her parents were off in some cottage for a blessed few days while they discussed whom she should be married off to.

A flash of light and thunder clapped, rattling the windows. At least that explained why the air tasted just off. It always felt weird out when there was lightning, it made her skin tingle and her hands itch, which was why the book was closed and her fingers went to her palms to rub them. 

Adalia was hardly dressed for being up and about. A floor length nighty, her gloves off, her gauntlets off. The opalescent hair was down and hung around her waist in a shimmering curtain, her mother would probably faint if she saw her daughter out of her bedroom like that, even if it was in the dead of night. It being the dead of night didn't explain the faint footsteps coming from the house, like someone was trying to be quiet.

Slowly she stood up, turning the lamp down while she stood up, her bare feet quiet upon the floor. Most of the house had stone or wooden floors with the occasional carpet, which meant the difference between silence and discovery. Still, why would someone be sneaking around the house? Why not walk normally? Frowning slightly when rain began to pour she began to walk faster down the hallway towards the relic room.

It wasn't fancy or anything, a room full of heirlooms that her parents decided were important. A few vases, some jewelry. Nothing very important, which made her curious as to why a maid would be in there at this time at night. Was she stealing? Maybe she was restless and decided to dust? A nightmare and she was restless. It wouldn't be the first time it happened. Rounding the door way, Adalia stood with her arms crossed over her chest and spoke into the darkness.

There was someone in there, which is exactly she was expecting. "Why aren't you sleeping at this time of night?" She said, curious "Is everything okay? Did you have a nightmare?" Except this shadow was a lot taller than her maid. Adalia frowned, let her hands fall to her sides just in case there wasn't a growth spurt in one of the personal maids.

I figured I'd start off... Uh. Not Fresh, but... As Fresh as can be with two of my previous favourite characters.

First I have Adalia.

She is a mageknight in Serendipity and after returning from a little adventure she's done little else but day dream about going on another one. Which is unlikely, her dad is shopping for her husband and she's not as rash as before!  Adalia is nice but only has one friend - Her horse Atras.  She has trouble getting close to people though she really does try!  If there's one thing she's very good at it's the whole Foot in Mouth thing. 

I can come up with anything for her to do. She just needs a character to do it with! I'm good at being vague and smudging details so that it makes sense for whichever to happen. Within reason. I can't fudge a meteor crashing into anything.


Second I have the loveable Yuuki.

Yuuki is a sorta wanderer kinda sorta. He's settled in Adela and enjoys it there. He does odd jobs for people and just sort of wants to live instead of run away from nothing - which he is really good at, let me tell you.  This character is sorta up in the air, but once I figure out a solid plan for him ( Ha ) this will reflect that. Maybe. He's Yuuki, he doesn't get solid plans. His plans are solid like jello.

The mysterious Raizel

A vigilante. Want someone killed 'cause they did bad stuff? Hire her! Want someone to work on your farm? Hire her! She does things! Also I don't know what i want to do with her! I sorta do. But she doesn't know what I want to do with her, so she can go anywhere and do anything! =D YAY for self discovery and what not. Also she has secrets that even she doesn't know! BUT I DO! dare you try and find out? Muahahahaha!?

The Gentle And Generous Sharlee.
Sharlee is a wandering trader Sorta Kinda. She mostly spends her time spelunking when she can, not above getting dirty and usually has a few artifacts that she may or may not have robbed from a tomb. When she isn't being adventurous she's searching for her sister, the previous Commander of the Adelan Army, because she refuses to believe that she is dead.

The Super Duper Interesting Avery.

A demon from a different here that isn't quite the same here as here. He looks weird, acts weird and lives by some strange personal rules. Still discovering this guy, so far he's pretty nice but... He hasn't met anyone he doesn't like yet.


The ever so graceful and magnificent Cadreinth

High Lord of Jadenshine. He's ... Stuff. And does stuff. He is unmarried so if you're interested in some sort of marriage plot that can be done. I dunno about marrying for love, since he's never done that, it'd be weird for him! He's also available for political-ie stuff!


The Lovely Spoiled Daughter of Jadenshine Gardenia

She is the daughter of Cadreinth! She's a total Daddy's girl. A bit of a spoiled brat(though she is a lady), having never wanted for anything. She has a deep dark secret though that her father has gone through great pains to keep. Gardenia is a variety of werewolf. Has been since before she can remember. While not totally herself when she's transformed she's far more violent and loves a good fight.
She also wants to cure it! So while she isn't studious, she'll do just about anything to not be a giant monster anymore.

The Odd and Odder Xala.

Xala is an odd one. A fiery temper, an odd way of speaking and a very odd job. Xala is a poacher, sorta kinda. Kills fancy animals. Steals fancy pieces from people. She can steal anything if she thinks there might be a buyer!

Super Duper Religious and Holy Sunniva

Sunniva is a blind Knight of the White Lily. With her Trusty Canine Pal Pillow and her strange love of setting sinners on fire Sunniva is a devout Ansgarian(or whatever you call it). Her major goal in life is to be a martyr and be granted sainthood ( She can dream.) but she'd content with just living. A few psychic abilities One she feels is a holy gift and the other she sees as sinful Sunniva is a hotmess just waiting to boil over. DARE YOU TOUCH THE STOVE OF RELIGIOUS FATE!? (it's totally her boob.)

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Name Yuuki
Age 32
Gender Male
Species Human
Ethnicity Nomad.
Height 6'2"
Occupation Mercenary -sorta-kinda
Residence Adela

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Physical Description
Yuuki is a tall broad man. Things about him are just intimidating and he knows it to some degree, he's never slouched or slumped over, his posture is never anything less than, chin is held high. A tan keeps his skin a dusky colour and his hair is black and cut short, usually pushed back from his hands pushing through it.

An intricate assortment of tattoos cover his body from head to toe, though the only ones he allows people to see are the ones that climb up his neck and exist on his face. Yuuki refuses to talk about them and if someone doesn't know what they're for already - which they usually do not - he doesn't elaborate on it. There would have to be a massive amount of trust involved before he spoke of them to anyone. 

Besides the tattoo's Yuuki has an assortment of scars from some fight or another and has trouble walking very long distances from a leg injury, though he usually ignores his and powers through.

Personality
Having little to nothing has made him very loyal to things he does have.  He's loyal to a fault. In the sense that he would fight a losing battle knowingly simply because of who it was he was fighting for.

He's not the best educated and is basically illiterate, though her certainly tries. A bit dense, more from underexposure of social situations than anything else.

Magic/Abilities
He can teleport. Literally teleport. However it makes him extremely ill and teleporting is only useful in extremely odd situations that haven't come up for a good long while. He's probably forgotten he can do it.

He's an extremely skilled swordsman and survivalist.

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History
Yuuki grew up in a nomadic tribe  that travelled between the lower area of adela and the moraki desert. His life was mostly uneventful until his mid-teens where tragedy struck and his younger brother died. Yuuki received his tattoos and was cast out from his life - He went on to sell his skills and gamble until settling (sort of) in Adela

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