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PureImperfection · Joined: 05 Jun 2009 Posts: 1022 Location: USA - MO

Name: Nene (no last name)
Age: 1 (looks 17)
Race: nekomusume (not a cat girl)
Appearance: Long light brown hair that reaches to the middle of her back and fades to black at the ends.
Location: Tokyo, Japan
Occupation: None, cat
Abilities/Limitations: Can change from a balinese cat to a girl with cat ears and can also hide cat ears at will.
History: Nene was the 5th born in a litter of 7 balinese kittens. Nene was always cheerful and loved to get the attention of others. But because she was always outgoing and never wanted to sit still, she was never adopted. One night, the day of her first birthday, a beautiful woman with white hair and dressed in white talked to her through her dream. she told nene that she was meant to do more, that she was meant to be a human and find love. The next morning nene woke and found she had turned into a girl. Though she still had her ears and tail, she looked much like a human girl. She stuck out compared to most girls only so she could be picked by someone who truly love her for herself, not what she looked like. Though strange looking, nene is quite beautiful. She has stunning blue eyes and her hands and feet have a fade of black like when she was a cat. along with the ability to change into a human at will, nene found she was able to heal her own wounds as well as others to help the world more. She runs around as a balinese cat most of the time due to the fact she tends to stick out when she isn't.

(one of my many characters ^^")
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PureImperfection · Joined: 05 Jun 2009 Posts: 1022 Location: USA - MO

Name: Lydie Margaux LeVan
Age: 18
Race: loogaroo (shapeshifting female vampire)
Appearance: Long chocolate brown hair with blond streeks randomly placed within her hair. Bright baby blue eyes and soft blue eye makeup. Normally wearing a black t-shirt or tank top with a pair of blue jeans and black heels.
Location: anywhere, travels.
Occupation: none
Abilities/Limitations: shapeshifting, cannot change voice much so being a male is next to impossible. Superhuman speed, superhuman strength, eternal youth. blood draining, only able to do it through kissing.
History: (i can understand if you dont read all this xD) Lydie was born on April 8th, 1993 at 2am. As a baby she was quiet and didnt ever give her parents much trouble at all. At 9 months old lydie began to actually speak. She could speak well to the point her parents could understand her. Little did her parents know, but this was a sign that she was not fully human. At the age of 5 lydies mother was expecting her baby brother. Lydie was excited for her sibling and could not wait to be a big sister. While her mother was sick lydie learned to cook and clean up after herself, making her mature faster then she should have. Though only 5 lydie did many of the chores around the house due to the fact her father always found himself lost in another world on the computer. Lydie never had time to go out and play and be a normal child once her brother was born. She was put in charge of him, to make sure his monitor never went off since he was premature. Lydie did as she was told and kept a go do eye on her baby brother at all times. This took up most of lydies time along with the chores, making it impossible to go out and play. Lydies best friend at the time was her dog, missy. She loved missy very much and every night would fall asleep with her in her arms. At the age of seven lydie was still busy trying to be an adult, trying to help out her family while they were "busy". Her father made a horrid mistake one day though, giving her dog a flea collar when her dog was allergic to them. Missy became very sick and died that day. Heartbroken, lydie burred her dog behind her home, saying her last goodbyes before she ran away from home.
Lydie traveled around by foot, begging for food or stealing it when needed. Being so young but so mature, most were shocked when they would see her wandering the streets. Lydie didn't care, she would have rather been dead then back home with her moronic father. Lydie grew up alone, struggling to get by and find food every night till. At the age of 16, lydie found herself becoming a master at stealing for what she needed. but lydie met a man who promised her the world. Powers that she could never imagine and a life time of beauty. Lydie, mesmerized by this man, agreed to give him whatever he needed in exchange for the said powers. In exchange for the powers, the man told her that she had to drain the blood from one person every night. It couldn't be more and she couldn't spare the life. Unable to turn back now lydie agreed. Now lydie had powers she never imagined. She was quick and could break a persons arm within a split second. She had grown prettier as well. Her skin was smooth but still warm. Her eyes seemed brighter and her hair silkier then before. Lydie was amazed at her powers and found her way to a bar to test them out. She seduced a man and found when she kissed him she could brain the blood from his body. She could see his blood level in her head and could slowly drink it as if it were a cup sitting in front of her. After draining her first victim she quickly fled from the city and made her way to a new town.
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XxSpiritMediumxX · Joined: 03 Dec 2009 Posts: 522 Location: USA - FL

(This is a revision of one of my earlier characters in an older age and more in-depth bio along with a small change to the timing of her being taken away from her parents. Critism is appreciated as always.)

Name: Rin Shugo
Age: 19
Race: Vampire/Crow Shifter
Gender: Female
Occupation: Works as an animal trainer and illusionist in the circus. She also is a vampiric scientist, attempting to find a cure for vampirism.
Orientation: Bisexual
RelationshipStatus: Single
Appearance: Long white hair with a small tint of lavender that goes to her mid-back, has bangs that she wears going down straight most of the time. Stands at 6ft in height, has pale skin that makes her stand out from most, being almost as pale as a normal vampire's skin but not quite there. Her blood red eyes seem as if they are cracked, having a black pattern in them that gives the illusion of being broken like glass.
Abilities: Flight, control over crows, the ability to cause illusions by making a ton of crow feathers rain down (these feathers can also turn into crows). She has enhansed senses, and slightly enhansed speed and strength. She did gain the ability to control others and erase memories, but these powers are some of her weaker ones.
Bio: Being the child born unto a vampire father and a crow shifter mother she was a mix of the two. Rin has the black wings of a crow and the fangs of a vampire. She is very shy in personality, but does love the spotlight in the circus. The circus is one of the only places you can see Rin be...be a kid almost. The spotlight is where she belongs, and she knows it...However that is not one place that she'll stay for long.

Her mother was a beautiful woman, one of the prettiest people in the world according to Rin. Rin was very close to her mother, loving being near the woman who took care of her throughout her childhood. The earliest memory of her mother is the day Rin was taken home...It was such a sweet smelling place, the place she would live in for the next 12 years.

Rin was not as close to her father as she was her mother though. Her father was not ready to be a father and unfortunatly stayed away from Rin most of the time. No matter how many times Rin tried to get closer to her father he would push her away most of the time. However, there were some blessed moments when he would play with Rin, giving her the sense of being 'daddy's little girl', even if it was just for a little while.

The years passed, and soon enough Rin was old enough to ask questions. She would always ask, 'Mommy, why does daddy stay in the basement all day?', 'Mommy, why does daddy not want to play with me?', 'Mommy, why can't I go out and play in the sunlight all day like normal children?', and 'Mommy...did I do something wrong? Why doesn't daddy love me?'

Rin would ask those questions every day, hoping to find an answer. Her mother would answer them as best as she could, giving the same answer every day. 'Because dear, he's a vampire. The sun hurts vampires and he wants you to get as much sunlight while you can.', 'Daddy wants to play with you, but he doesn't want you to feel trapped inside of the basement just to play with him.', 'Because dear, you are fragile. We want you to be kept safe and we know soon enough sunlight will begin to hurt.', '...Deary, you did nothing wrong. Both mommy and daddy love you. We'll tell you more when you are older.'

The night that Rin turned 10 she ran into her parents' room. That night her daddy was out getting a meal for himself instead of sleeping with his wife. Rin leaped into the bed and shook her mother away. Tears streamed down her face. She didn't know what was wrong.

Her mother woke up, instantly worried for her daughter. 'Rin, Rin, what's wrong hunny?!' her mother would ask quickly, grabbing her daughter gently to look her over. She didn't know what was wrong, but when she looked at her daughter's back she was surprised.

Rin wipped her eyes and was shaking. Her back was covered in blood and it seemed as if black feathers were molting off of her back. She didn't know what was going on, but her mother did. Before she knew it Rin was quickly being taken into the bathroom by her mother getting a gentle pat on the head and assurance that everything was fine.

The next day Rin was sitting on the couch, waiting for her daddy to come out of the basement since it was almost nightfall. She had to wear a button up shirt backwards that was tied together at the top and bottom similiar to a hospital gown. Her wings were coming out and some feathers were growing near where her wings should be. Her mother told her that instead of having the ability to shift into a crow she probably would have the wings of a crow instead.

While Rin didn't mind this her father went ballistic after his wife told him about Rin. He seemed almost as if Rin getting crow wings was such a horrible abomination. All Rin heard was shouting and it scared her, not knowing what to do.

After an hour the screaming stopped, and instead of making Rin feel secure it made her feel more paranoid. She silently slipped down the stairs, walking down into the basement. She gasped in shock seeing her father drinking from her mother. She didn't know what he was doing and cried out, being scared of what would happen to her mommy.

Her father looked up after his wife's body dropped to the ground. His eyes widened and he quickly appeared behind Rin, holding her close. He took his daughter up the stairs and into her mommy's bedroom, shutting the door and closing all of the curtains.

The next thing is not something that Rin remembers all to well, but remembers feeling loved for the first time ever by her father. It is still blurry to Rin to this day, but remembers her father explaining everything to her. All she knows is that her father did love her.

A week later Rin's father contacted a friend of his. The next day the friend walked into their house while Rin was told to stay upstairs. Rin's father and the man talked into the basement, and both of them came to an agreement. They both knew that Rin's father was not ready to be a father, especially since he was still trying to find a cure for vampirism for those that were turned.

After the man left quite a while passed until Rin turned 12, but instead of her normal birthday party Rin was taken to the circus by the friend of her father that visited them about two years ago. They had so much fun and he asked her if she would like to do this every day all day.

She agreed, but didn't know that, by agreeing, she was agreeing to join the circus. The man nodded, taking her into a small trailer and showing her around. She found it strange how he was showing her around the trailer. He told her that the trailer was set up and ready to go with their newest member of the circus, but it looked a lot like how a little kid would like their room.

After showing her around they both sat on the couch and the man began to explain what her father has been doing all these years. Explaining to Rin about what her father was; a scientist. In fact, the man who was explaining all of this, was a vampire who had been turned. Of course he was a daywalker so he could be out in sunlight, but he disliked being of the undead.

Rin was shocked to find out that this man was an actual vampire, and ended up asking him many questions. After about five minutes of asking questions they began to move...The trailer was hooked up to a large truck and the circus was heading out of town.

Rin panicked. She had to get home. Almost begging the man to let her go Rin felt crushed when he shook his head. Rin was going to begin her new life now...The life of a circus freak is what she thought she was. Rin wouldn't even listen to the man as to why they were doing this.

A year passed and Rin was 13. The man, being fed up with her not listening, forced her to listen to him this time. He explained how her father was a scientist and how he was not drinking blood as often as he should. He explained how her father wanted him to take her, to keep her safe. Rin finally listened, and was given a journal. The journal was her father's, containing all of the information he had learned over the years.

Rin has always had a love of animals since she was a child, and they loved her back. Due to this and her growing ability to cause illusions she was placed as an animal trainer and illusionist. It was fitting for her, being able to learn how to use her powers and to have fun while doing so.

She still studies, trying to finish what her father left off...But, there is one problem. Her father wrote everything in code, not giving anybody the translation of what his journal read. It was more or less a puzzle Rin was told, a puzzle that needs to be solved. Rin knows that all of the pieces are there, she just has to find them.

However, Rin does know this. There are many different types of vampires out there, and she knows that not all turned vampires will be able to turn back into humans. Despite this being disheartening a little, Rin does not plan on stopping until she can find a cure. It has to be there somewhere, in her father's book of secrets.
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MariaAshlow · Joined: 02 Nov 2008 Posts: 347 Location: USA

Brégeth (Maria Issabella)

My name? It has been so long since anyone has called me by my given name. Hundreds of seasons have come and gone, now long since passed, since I have been roaming and searching for my place. I have been called so many things, insulting and flattering but not my name. I remember my parents named me.. Brégeth.

Human soldiers came when I was just a toddling, old enough to remember the devastation left in their wake of brutality as one by one my people, my village, were slain. My own Mother and Father dying as they kept me hidden away, protected.

Roland, an archer soldier and the human who found me hidden amongst piles of clothes and blood soaked blankets, took me back to his gypsy homeland to be raised beneath the guise of his own. The points of my ears cleverly hidden by the spell of a potion to shadow my features and give the ruse of a human child with a human name..Maria Issabella. But why did he come prepared? A question that will never asked. A question that will never be answered.

Having no Mother to teach me the ways of being a girl, Roland's own wife had passed just months before the raid on my village, without ever bearing him a child of their own. Perhaps that is the reason why he spared me my life. I was taught sparring and archery rather than sewing or cooking , I dressed in britches rather than dresses and all the while his fellow villagers were left ignorant of my true being.

It was only when Roland exhaled his last breath during the count of my 23rd human year that the spell broke and my true identity revealed who I really was, an enemy among these particular humans, these gypsies. What the villagers had seen as my dark brown eyes turned a luminous green, markings appeared on my skin and my pointed ears were no longer shadowed with my features. I was left with gathering what little I had and steal away in the still hours of the night before I was discovered. I knew I would never be accepted in my true form so it was better for me to go seek out my fellow people.

During my search I have braved a few battles, made many allies, friends and enemies. Along my journies I discovered that I have a healing ability, though it came with a painful price. A healing ability, an anquishing decision I must make for it causes scarring burns on my hands that I hide beneath gloves taken off only when I choose to heal.

I cannot bring anyone back from death but can heal a fatal wound. It would take an entire day or longer depending on the severity.
I suffer burns on the front and back of my hands, from my fingertips to my wrists and is the reason why I am never seen without gloves on my hands to hide my scars.

When I do choose to heal, my scars become fresh burns that take longer each time to heal and scar back over. I will not volunteer to heal and would rather others step up for the task but would only if I am requested as a last resort.

That does not make me an uncaring person, quite the contrary. It is the excruciating pain that I prefer to avoid on my part because I do feel the weight of the guilt of my unwillingness to endure my own suffering to help ease that of another.

You wonder if I found any of my kind. Sure, I have found others of the same race but none from my own tribe, none who posses similar markings as I. So does that make me the last? Perhaps, perhaps not. I will always be searching and moving from one place to the next, never settling.

My name is Brégeth and I am Elven. My particular tribe is unknown to me but I will never give up my search.

XxSpiritMediumxX · Joined: 03 Dec 2009 Posts: 522 Location: USA - FL

Name: Allen
Age: He doesn't remember, but he has been alive for 286 years in his memory but appears in his early twenties
Gender: Male
Race: Fallen Angel
Occupation: None
Orientation: Straight
Crush: None.
Height: 6'3
Weight: 168
Appearance: He has short black hair that goes to his hairline on the back of his head with bangs that sometimes covers his eyes. His eyes are black, but have an eerie tint to them of almost a void. He is lean yet muscular in figure, and has black wings that can sprout out of his back. His skin is rather pale, but on his left eye he wears an eyepatch to keep it covered.
Abilities: Flight and telepathy are two of his more powerful abilities. 'Dreamwalking', controlling shadows, and black magic along with some healing are his other abilities he is prominent in. His other abilities are enhansed speed, strength, senses, and the ability to make himself invisible to mortals. Allen has one more ability, and that ability is to make someone want to sin badly, but he cannot always use it properly.
Bio: Allen used to be one of the more respected angels in Heaven. Always obeying commands and never sinning badly as any other angel would do, but he was always trying to lead by example. Something in him made him strive to try and be better, however he would eventually have his downfall.

One day Allen sinned...badly. He killed another angel who was about to send a fallen to the next world to repent for their sins the hard way. Allen had commited this act after having begun to ice others out. The whole event leading up to him committing his sin of murdering another angel took three hundred years.

First he simply just began to ice others out a little...His aura becomming troubling at times, like a storm that was beginning to brew. He then began to just not want to be near others he didn't deem 'worthy'. While it may be a sin, it was not anything to banish him for, however he often got stern warnings.

After he killed the angel he was put on trial and was going to be sentenced to death, but as he was about to be killed he suddenly made himself fall from grace, allowing him to turn into a fallen. Allen wasn't going to let himself die, not yet.

Allen fought back and was able to survive, however his sins grew and grew and there was no stopping it. His eyes, once filled with joy, happiness, and life now are cold, emotionless, and almost dead. His compassion is gone and replaced by hatred. The Allen that the angels once knew was gone, and now he was a fallen.

After the attack Allen was wandering around a city before finding a young baby being born. He watched her be born as a plan formed. He would use her to store some of his power, and would appear to her later on in her life so he could use her more.

When she was around 4 or 5 he appeared to her, pretending to be a kind man that only she could see. He would visit her daily, and soon enough gave her a false promise that he would never keep. Allen kept giving her the attitude that he was the prince and she was his princess, promising her everything she wanted after showing it to her in her dreams.

Allen accidentally gave her powers that humans should not have, not having known that storing his power inside of her for later would do that. He disliked that she did sometimes bring up him having a thorn in his left eye when he had none. It disturbed him slightly, but he always shook off that feeling.

Around the time she was coming of the age to become an adult the most angering and almost scary thing happened. Angels had come to finally kill him off. When he was first attacked he had kept his memory of what had happened, but forgot his age somehow. Some of his past, such as vague and unimportant events, was forgotten, but the rest of it is almost complete in tact.

Allen was shocked when she had helped the angels find him, and was unable, even with taking most of the power he had stored inside of her, to fight off the angels. He was taken away from the girl and was to be punished, and part of his punishment was to get a thorn stabbed into his left eye.

He had managed to escape, although having been almost killed in the proccess. Allen had lost his left eye though, and now wears an eyepatch over his eye to hide his wound. He still craves for revenge against the one who betrayed him, even though he had been lying to her the whole time. He wants her, and those angels, dead, and he would do anything to make that happen.

Added to directory ~ Min
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AugustTearDrop · Joined: 08 Sep 2008 Posts: 499 Location: USA - CO

Name: Jeza
Age: 600
Race:Born Elemental Witch, Has been Turned by Marius Darknight ((Formerly Lord Alric Rahl))
Title:Emperor Marius DarkNight's Fiance and soon Empress of D'hara
Currently living in the Axalthian Hall territories
History:
Jeza was the only child of a witch who lived at the edge of a small villiage. Her father had been a man who fell victim to one of her mothers spells. He had his own family and knew nothing of Jeza in trueth he knew nothing of her mother either, she had made sure he'd never remember the night she cast the spell on him. Jeza's mother loved her very much, she was so proud the day she finally gave birth and even prouder still the day Jeza began to come into her powers. The only person Jeza had in the whole world was her mother, she wasn't allowed to go into the villiage or play with anyone all because she was a witch. Her and her mother stayed very close and Jeza learned her powers quickly, being sure to keep her spell book close at all times to record everything she learned. The day came when it was time for Jeza to set out on her own, she of course couldn't take the path through the villiage so instead she set out into the forest looking for a town, villiage, or kingdom that wouldn't realize she was a witch, she only wanted a normal life were she wasn't an outcast. She tried several times to settle down finding love many times but once it was learned she was a witch her lovers would betray her and she would have to move on to the next town or villiage. After 100 years of heartache and pain from falling in love with the wrong men, Jeza placed a curse upon herself. It was a moment of pain and weakness that she cast this spell, a spell to only fall in love with the perfect man, a man she knew would never exist for there is no such thing as the perfect man. For the past 500 years she has been wandering the lands. Learning everything she could, not held back by love or relationships. She understands a lot about peace and life now but she is starving for the joy of love so she wanders the lands seeking this perfect man, and a place to call home. At least that was Meant to be the end of the story, but for Jeza it was only the beginning. She found a love, a perfect love, or more like... He found her, only to leave her for his ex after finding out she was pregnent and in danger. Jeza knew he was doing the right thing in going back to her, to protect his child and Jeza waited for him to return to her. He checked on her a time or two... but it ripped Jeza's heart out every time he'd leave so she asked him never to return unless it was to stay... Now she is left to wonder... had he been the perfect one... or had a vampire's seductive magic out powered her own. Once she realized, she probably would not see him again she cast an age spell on herself, a temporary one anyway. Still her heart is broken and cold as she now doubts her own spells... and craves the touch of true love.
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Once High Prince Draconis ((Atre)) of the Axalthian Hall territories decided to expand the borders to encompass the forest where Jeza's home rests she thought she would be turned away or ignored like she had so many times before but instead he welcomed her into his home a kindness Jeza had never been offered before. For this he and his family has earned Jeza's loyalty. Eventually Jeza's feet lead her to the Empire of D' Hara. Sensing her pain and emptiness Emperor Marius DarkNight offered her salvation in his bite and turned her Vampire, healing her emptiness and taking her as his.~
Jeza's age spell
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Jeza casting her love spell soooo many years ago
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Jeza & Marius

((Rp Exert of Empress Jeza Darknight's Death... written by myself))
On this very night, tragedy has struck. Under the light of a full moon Empress Jeza, the heart of D' Hara has been violently killed. As she was making her way back to D' Hara after a visit to what was once her home, the Axalthian Hall territories, Jeza was attacked by the werewolf Asmodeus DarkFire. She never saw him coming at his first lunge towards her. She was quickly knocked to the ground and drew her sai. Jeza defended herself, slashing at him with each attack he made. She managed to slice into his shoulder blade but the injuries he had given her were healing too slowly for her to keep up. The Mord Sith stationed at the edge of D' Hara saw the commotion and while one went to fetch the Emperor the other came to Jeza's aid. The guard seemed to be ignored by both the werewolf and Jeza in their heat of battle, the ancient conflict having nothing to do with the Mord Sith. Once he had managed to knock the sai loose from Jeza's grasp she began using her abilities to control wind and lightening to attack and defend herself. Perhaps it wasn't the conflict of the species but also the thorn in his paw that gave him the edge in battle. Either way does not matter for in her final moments with her husband looking on from a distance she took her last stand. Asmodeus leaped into the air and as his jaws clamped shut around her throat she pushed what was left of her magic into his chest by means of lightening energy but it was too late for her. As she hit the ground the werewolf ran off into the forest, chased after by the Mord Sith. The Emperor got to Jeza just in time to lift her into his arms and as she looked up into his eyes she uttered her last words with her dieing breath "I love you, with all that I am, Always."
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Painy · Joined: 05 Feb 2008 Posts: 50 Location: Norway

Name: Pain A (Anoriel) Night

Age: Ancient

Race: Mainly a Vampire/Demon with the ability to shift

Parents: mother - Lamashtu father - unknown

Special features: Double sets of fangs, a birthmark in her neck formed as a tribal (the meaning of the symbol is unknown)

Powers: Magic (her skills still improves), Healing and some combat.
Manipulate Shadows and Darkness, Mind Rolling, Improved Senses, Heightened Endurance and Resistance, Flying and Levitation, Stillness, Telepathy, Call upon Ghosts, Orgasmic Bite, Dementia, Mind Cloak, Formshift.

Weapons: Daggers and a staff

Personality: Pain is fire and ice, night and day in one. Her kindness can quickly turn into evilness if she sees a reason to let her violent nature take over. She only trust those who has proven the trust worthy, and stand beside the ones she cares for at all cost.
She likes a good play, a good chase and rhythm. Either it's the beat of the a heart or the beat of music, she will find a thrill in it. Her taste in blood varies, but she prefers to feed from her mate

History: Pain remembers little from her childhood, due to the fact she was taken from her mother, Lamashtu. In her early age, she was forced into a union with a Lord of the Darkness. They only got one child, their daughter, Amia. She killed and caused disasters where ever she went. In a young age, Amia was taken away from Pain by her own father. He wanted to train Amia to become one of the most deadly forces in his army. By time, Pain tracked down Amia and with help, she killed her own daughter to stop her evilness. Just when she was to burn the remains, Amia's body vanished and was never seen again. Pain mourned over the loss of Amia, though she knew it was for the best. Little did she know that even though Amia's body was dead, her spirit was still a danger, but captured by a group of Ancient Lords.
Pain roamed around in the Realms of the Ancient, searching for ways to satisfy her needs, the blood lust, desires and fights with those who crossed her.

One day she was ambushed by servants of her first mate, the Lord she was bound to unwillingly. Due to her killing their daughter, he ordered his servants to kill her at sight. After a fierce fight they managed to kill her, and left her for dead. From the shadows, a Ancient Lord emerged, he placed his hands upon her injured body and brought her back to life just in time before her soul was lost. He knew well who she was, and what she could become when the time was right. He brought her to his home, the domains of the group of Ancient Lords. Pain stayed there for a long time, recovering from her injuries. As the time passed, she and the Leader of the group became close friends. One day he gave her a orb, and made her swore to protect it with her life if it would come to that. This orb was called The Spirit. By time he gave her several orbs to obtain. Seven others to be exact. These orbs belonged to The Spirit orb, forming a chain that she could hide inside her own soul. Each of the seven orbs was a person, a own being, that died or got captured of some reason long time ago. Those spirits shouldn't roam the earth anymore. For that, they could be to dangerous. He gave her on last orb, The Keeper. That orb sealed the seven spirits inside her forever, and made her the Keeper of the Seven Spirit Sisters. As she watched over these orbs, they attached themselves to her, to her soul. And became a part of her that she's not always able to control.

Pain found peace in the domain of the Ancient Lords, and found love with one of their servants. But their happiness was not to last. Short time after she had given birth to a baby boy, the child was taken from them and her mate was found slaughtered. Once again she started to roam.
After hundreds of years, she returned to the only place she felt safe, the domains of the Ancient Lords. The Elders in the group forced through a union between her and the Lord that had brought her back to life. He would soon become her King as he ruled over a small coven. Together they build up the coven, and lived peacefully for a long time. But Pain's past hunted her in the shape of her first mate. He lounged a massive attack on the coven, killing everyone he and his servants could find, leaving nothing to rebuild. Full of grief over the loss of their friends and family, they took those they had managed to save and ran. They came across a beautiful peaceful valley, and made it their home. This was the start of the Kingdom of BloodOpal. But not all was peace and joy in the valley. Pain had bound herself to the Elders of the Ancient Lords, both for the sake of her new home, her King and their kids, and her search to fill the black holes of her memory. The Elders used her to keep her King in their grip. She gave birth to three children, happily she watched the Kingdom grew beside her King. Then disaster struck, her King went missing, followed by several blows before the ground of the Kingdom started to fall around her, the loss of two kids, and the news of the death of her King became the end of the BloodOpal, and the rising of CianNight Kingdom and the long lost coven, Requiem of the Night.
Now she has found her twin flame, and the future seems as bright as the full moon sky. Still she search for the answers to the secrets in her past while she has the Elders in her life. She knows the shadows have both ears and eyes, but she will not cringe. She stands proudly, stronger than ever and filled with the taste of true love..
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ArawenAutumn · Joined: 21 Jan 2010 Posts: 2 Location: Norway

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XxSpiritMediumxX · Joined: 03 Dec 2009 Posts: 522 Location: USA - FL

Name: Jamie Yumiko
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race: Human with supernatural abilities
Grade: Senior in highschool
Occupation: Is the heir to a long line of a very powerful family; otherwise, a normal highschool student.
Orientation: Straight
Appearance: Long, silky black hair that goes down to the bottom of her back, however appears to only go around her mid-back as she wears it in a high ponytail almost all of the time. Smooth, cream colored skin and beautiful black eyes. She is at 5'11 in height and has a slender body frame.
Weapons: Has two. First one being a amulet that has been passed down her family for generations upon generations. The amulet is slightly larger than her hands with the back and the front being made of pure gold and a piece of a lime green jade stone sticking out of it about an inch. All together the necklace is a little over 2 inches thick, including the gold backing and the green jade stone. The jade stone is perfectly stuck inside of the gold, being impossibile to break them apart (however the stone is breakable, but it isn't easy). Her other weapon is her spirit bow and arrows. These are made out of pure spirit energy and appear to be the color light green.
Abilities: Supernatural speed, strength, and senses(only when she so chooses to use it, along with the ability to sense others' presences). Can form spirit energy(the normal color for it is blue, however her energy is green), demon energy(red), and sacred energy(gold). Can see supernatural beings that humans would normally be unable to see, and can steal the energy (be it spirit energy, demon energy, sacred energy, or life energy) from others. Her main attack is to form energy in the form of a bow and arrow, and can also make them 'track' others and turn mid-air. Jamie can also control electricity (it's actually her spirit energy in the form of electricity) and form barriers and can use her energies in different ways (one of them being just a pure and utter blast of energy coming from her hands most of the time).
Bio: Jamie was born into a powerful family that was gifted with different supernatural powers. In her family only one child would gain the amulet that was passed down generation by generation, always being the first born. If there were twins then the oldest of the twins would become the next wielder of the amulet. Some believed it to be of a curse more than a blessing, knowing the pain that could come from being the wielder of such a great power. It was even said that one of the first wielders of the amulet turned insane and the amulet killed its wielder as it was too sickened by the lust for power they had. However nobody is completely sure on whether it is true or not, simply going by it being mainly a rumor.

Jamie had never wanted to be the wielder of the amulet, and thought that because she was the youngest of two children that she wouldn't be the hier...To her great surprise, she was the next heir. Her mother had died while giving birth to Jamie, never having been able to see her daughter after the newborn was taken away to the ICU. It was a sad day indeed, not only because Spirit World lost a promising ally, but because Jamie was born with nearly no ability to use her legs. Unfortunatly it would stick with her for her whole life, however she did learn how to walk using leg braces and crutches.

Even at a young age Jamie was introduced to Koenma, the prince of Spirit World, and Botan, a Spirit World representitive and also what some would call the "Grim Reaper". Jamie grew fond of them quickly, however she was most attached to Botan. They would visit her as often as they could, however Jamie didn't get to see them enough in her opinion, having had very little friends when she was younger.

All physical activities were almost banned from her since she wasn't able to walk, however this didn't stop Jamie. Despite being told over and over again to rest she would simply try to walk up and down the stairs, walk around her room, or just simply stand. She wanted to learn to walk so badly despite her disability and it would soon pay off over the years as she would slowly begin to gain the ability to walk with assistance.

When Jamie was 13 she was able to walk with leg braces quite well, allowing her to begin her training on her powers. She had slowly begun to use her powers before she was 13, however this was getting her into the more strict training. When she was 14 not only did she learn the shocking secret that her older brother was actually adopted she met one of her mother's close friends; Genkai.

Genkai was a old wise woman, being very versed in the ways of spirit energy. There was the hope within Jamie's brother that Jamie could possibly become Genkai's successor, however Genkai was never going to put Jamie through that. She had a good friendship with Jamie's mother, and while she knew that Jamie was strong Genkai also knew that Jamie would not be able to take the Spirit Orb from her. It would most likely kill her.

Over the years Jamie kept training, but wasn't allowed to touch on training to use her Sacred energy yet. She can use her Sacred energy, however it is draining and can get chaotic, fast. As time went on Jamie soon turned 16, and began to try out for the cheerleading team to try and get in some physical activity in. Against the wishes and prayers of her brother, Jamie was accepted.

The area Jamie lived in was an island that was located a little ways from Japan but not too far as it was still a part of Japan, and it was a place where both humans and nonhumans lived together. She is known by everyone where she lives, although not everyone likes her. In fact Jamie is very well at making enemies, and has very few friends aside from the ones she knows through Spirit World.

Jamie is often found being looked after by either someone that she knows or her brother, which annoys her somewhat, although it does make her feel happy. Despite the fact that her brother or someone she knows is looking out for her makes her happy, Jamie is known for having quite a temper. While people think that she just doesn't care about most things that isn't actually true as Jamie cares a lot about those close to her, but it doesn't mean it's that easy to rattle her.
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Mag3na201K · Joined: 30 Jun 2008 Posts: 58 Location: USA - WI

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DemonxLolita · Joined: 11 Aug 2010 Posts: 8 Location: USA - FL

Name: Catrina

Race/Species: Demon

Age: Appears in her twenties, but is 286

Gender: Female

Appearance: Pale-skinned, petite in body figure, around 6'1 in height, shiny black eyes. She changes her hair style often, almost never keeping it the same for longer than a week although she normally alternates between the same styles.

History: She was found in a house that was completely ablaze when she was just an infant. A good samaratain that was caught in the fire as well quickly grabbed her before running outside. The good samaratain wasn't interested or able to take care of a child, so she was placed in an orphanage. She never had any friends nor tried to make any. She would always sit on her bed and would rock back and forth, holding a doll close to her heart. If someone tried to just talk with her they would suddenly fall to the ground in a catonic state. Soon nobody trusted her at all, but one day when she was 10 an old couple came to the orphanage. They loved children, but for some reason they picked her. Catrina was raised by them, but never did as told. If they told her to go outside and play she would give them a cold, emotionless look and then they would let her do as she pleased. Soon enough she had tested all of her powers on her 'parents' and her town. She then just made them into her dolls, and while she destroyed some of them, and others died from not being dead (these ones were people she shrunk into doll form and treated as dolls). Some she kept, but Catrina always has one specific doll with her named Cat. Having a strange affinity for dolls, souls, and clocks Catrine would always work/live in a doll/antique watch shop. She is skilled in fixing watches along with making dolls, but she almost never sells a doll. She doesn't care about making a sale...she just wants someone's soul. Along with her doll, Cat, that she always has with her Catrina always has a special antique golden pocketwatch with her. She always carries it around, and you can hear it go 'tick tock, tick tock, tick tock...'

Personality: Cool, calm, and collected on the outside. Dislikes speaking when she doesn't have to, and when she does it's always in an emotionless tone of voice. Dislikes having the 'same style' so she often changes her look, although it is always dark/lolita themed. Has a strange affinity for clocks (especially antiques), souls, and dolls. On the inside she is very cruel and sadistic. When it comes to her sadistic and cruel side she can be very indecisive when it comes to figuring out how she will torture the poor soul and what she will make them into. This can even take up to a week for her to decide on how to handle the situation, and it also makes it harder for her to make clocks and dolls since she is so indecisive about what to make them look like and such. When she tries to make a doll or a clock she is very persistant on making it perfect. Any doll that isn't perfect she will normally either sell or discard into the trash. While this annoys her greatly at times she doesn't even think of getting rid of this habit.

Abilities: Can make inanimate objects come to life, turn people into a literal doll and a mindless puppet for her to control. Ability to portal throughout different timelines and areas (she can also take back a whole area in time, but everyone will believe it to be normal and she has to use her golden antique pocketwatch to use both of these abilities). Slight telepathic ability, can see into someone's soul, link herself to someone else's soul, can steal souls and imprison them inside of a doll's body or something else if she chooses. She also has the strange ability to shrink someone down into doll size, making some of her 'collection' of 'dolls' actually victims of this power.

Strengths: Since she appears to be a normal girl she can quite easily fool many humans and some nonhumans and make them into her dolls. Coming across as the shy person she can act like, when a problem happens she is normally the last one to blame.

Weaknesses: Sometimes comes across as a 'freak' and the lady that 'does bad things' to some people. Since she is normally calm and quiet people often try to rob her, and her, not being shy at all to use her powers in public, normally ends up putting up a public display for others to see. She has a very hard time stealing the soul of someone that knows her and holds no trust for her (the more trust they hold for her the easier it is for her to use her power on them), but if they don't know her she can steal their soul easier than someone who doesn't have any trust for her. If she links herself to someone's soul and something happens to them it effects her power level. If the case is the person's who soul she connected to dies she would actually feel and see the death herself, experiencing it in her own way. She can't put someone's soul into any regular doll. She has to do a ritual herself to make the doll, and if it doesn't meet the right standards then it won't work.
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Magewrought · Joined: 15 Aug 2007 Posts: 39 Location: Germany

Name
Sahar Al-Omad

Gender
Female

Age
20

Marital Status
Single

Height & Weight
5’9” & 120lbs

Alignment
Chaotic Neutral

Diety
Tzeet, The Wizened Crow

Race
Half-Elth

Class & Profession
Mage-Tier 2

Physical Appearance, Hair Color/Style & Eye Color
A child of the sun-kissed Southlands of Nni’Da, Sahar is possessed of the same olive complexion and curly midnight hair as her ancestors and father’s kin. However, she is also blessed with the eyes and ears of her mother’s people, though the latter gifts are smaller and more rounded on the tips. Though she is tall compared to the women of her father’s blood, Sahar still inherits their hourglass shape and a modest bust. For the most part, her facial features are an exotic mixture of the sharp, aquiline beauty common to the southern lands and the soft, fey attractiveness held by the Elth; often times she accentuates her skin with swirling tattoos made from hetta paste. Particularly on her lower back to hide a series of lashing scars.

In regards to armor, Sahar tends to wear a tan and olive, banded-leather brigandine and breeches that are backed by chainmail; along with a light, leather armor-skirt that extends to her ankles. Underneath she wears a simple, leather bra-band and loincloth. Adorning her feet is a pair of matching banded-leather boots. Also, she wear a pauldron and gloves of similar design, though her right one is usually hidden under a steel gauntlet with fingered modified to resemble wickedly, curved talons. It is not uncommon for her, when garbed so, to be adorned with a scarf and cloak; rimmed with brown wolf fur around the collar. In addition, when garbed so, she oft has her travel pack on. As well, she is never oft en without a silver necklace engraved in runes that favor her patron god, the Wizened Crow, Tzeet.

In regards to her casual wear, Sahar leans towards a light gown or robe in various hues of blue or green, embroidered along the cuff and hem with runes favoring, Tzeet.

Personality & Goals
Like her late mother, Sahar is impulsive and forthright, however, as per the teachings of her people and father; such a temperament was stifled at its root to maintain tradition and teach Sahar her rightful place in life. She holds strong beliefs on the words and actions of others, believing that they define the person one is and will become. Ever one to espouse the virtues taught to her in youth, she has recently fell in doubt, and struggles with duty to family and tradition or duty to herself. As a mage, she thinks highly of those that seek out hidden knowledge and advance the field of arcane arts, even if they do so at great danger to themselves. To her taking a risk for such a cause shows dedication, and dedications is a valuable trait in allies.

Background Story
The oldest daughter of Sethit Al-Omad, a Kahite merchant, and one of his Elthian slave-girls; Sahar was born amongst the dunes of the Y’tih Desert in the Sumer season, F.E. 230 (Fel Era). Under advisement from his uncle, the only magus in the family, who claimed the child, would possess potent arcane potential due to her mother’s blood; Sethit had the slave-girl slain before Sahar was even washed of birth-blood. His plan was to groom the child as his personal battlemage, and then…his wife.

Years came and went, as young Sahar grew with their passing, she proved to be keen of mind and subtle of wit. An excellent student in most regards, her tutors often praised how swiftly she mastered simple cantrips and novice spells, but just as often complained to her father about the girl’s rashness and ill-temper. Sethit, however, let such matters pass for the moment; the girl’s growing power was all that mattered. Eventually, however, it became an issue when a client’s son attempted to kiss the willful Sahar and wound up with a sickness spell. Enraged at the time, Sethit laid his hands on Sahar for the first time in his life, throttling her for insolence and disrespect to tradition; causing her to question the familial and religious traditions she’d grown up with for the first time in her life. At the behest of his uncle, Sethit sent her to Lebenburg to finish the rest of her arcane training, though he made sure Sahar understood when she came back; she would begin tutelage as his wife immediately upon return.

Now, a young woman of twenty, Sahar had been taught and prepared for her trial of initiation; which would signify her readiness to be inducted into the ranks of full-fledged mages accepted in all the city-states. However, a week out from her initiation day, the soon to be mage disappeared from her uncle’s abode; her last known whereabouts sighted her near the fish market.

Her uncle’s assumption: “Dearest nephew, Sethit, I fear your daughter and future beloved has fled her duties to you as wife and to arcane-kin as one of few truly talented battlemages. Where to? I daresay, death. Death in the frontier lands of Niendal. A waste, no?”

Equipment

Equipped Armor

Armor: Kavitian Brigandine
Type: Banded-Leather
Weight: 20lbs
Properties: None
Description: A tan and olive, banded-leather brigandine and breeches that are backed by chainmail; along with a light, leather armor-skirt that extends to the ankles. It also comes with a pair of matching banded-leather boots, and a pauldron and gloves of similar design.

Equipped Weapons

Weapon 1: Dahi (Gauntlet)

Type: Light-Melee
Weight: 3lb
Quality: Folded Steel
Location: Right arm or hooked to the belt.
Properties: Spell Storing:
Description: Coming Soon.

Weapon 2: Stilleto (dagger)

Type: Light-Melee/Ranged
Weight: 1/2lb.
Quality: Folded Steel
Location: Scabbard on her right foreleg.
Properties: None
Description: Coming Soon.

Weapon 3: Stilleto (dagger)

Type: Light-Melee/Ranged
Weight: 1/2lb.
Quality: Folded Steel
Location: Scabbard on left foreleg
Properties: None
Description: Coming Soon.

Equipped Accessories

Accessory: Librarian’s Sash
Type: Sash (Belt)
Weight: 0.10 oz
Description: Coming Soon.

Accessory: Pendant of Crystalsand
Type: Talisman (Necklace)
Weight: 0.5 oz
Description: Coming Soon.

Adventurer's Backpack(Inventory/15 Slots)

Item: Waterskin
Type: Standard Item
Weight: 10 pounds
Quantity: 1

Item: Roll of Bandages
Type: Emergency Item
Weight: 1 pound
Quantity: 1 Roll

Item: Flint and Steel
Type: Standard Item
Weight: 1 pounds
Quantity: 1

Item: Dried Venison Pieces
Type: Standard Item
Weight: 6 oz
Quantity: 1

Item: Cloak
Type: Standard Item
Weight: 3 pounds
Quantity: 1

Loot Purse:
Copper Piece
# 80

Silver Piece
# 20

Gold Piece
# 100

HelaDeargDue · Joined: 30 Mar 2010 Posts: 19 Location: USA

(my my characters bio^-^ i hope i did well.)

Name: Hela DeargDue birth name:Jhol os Mel eil Tyl

Age:1029(but unknown to Hela herself)

Race: Light Elemental/ Summoner

Appearance: Human form: 6 foot tall, white hair, hazel eyes chocolate milk color skin with white fairy like wings. Elemental form:White skin, white eyes, white skin. As a child: the same as above but she is 4'11''

Location:Unknown

Occupation:Healer

Abilities/Limitations:Hela has the ability to heal almost anything, bring back the dead as long as the soul is willing and alive, build new bodies for living souls, to stop, fast forward, and travel backwards in time, the ability to summon creatures so far she has four creatures:Tigger:A wolf that is seven feet in length, red and yellow eyes and two feet fangs. When Hela is afraid he grows two extra feet in length, five feet in height and his fangs grows an extra foot. Tigger is summoned using headless gummy bears and and will leave when Hela runs out. Hades: a 120 story black dragon with a 50 foot wing span and five foot horns on either side of his head. He is summoned with black jelly beans and will leave when she runs out. Nemesis: a ten foot woman with six arms two legs hair made form fire and skin that is lava red. Nemesis carries three swords in three of her hands and a giant shield in the other three. Nemesis can only be summoned when Hela is in rage and disappears when she calms down. Tao: a two foot angel like creature with black hair, gray blue eyes, and pale grayish skin. Tao can only be summoned when Hela is in extreme pain and will disappear when Hela feels better. With any of her abilities, Hela has to have sufficient will power to use them. She can not use her summons when she is distracted, hungry, or knocked out. Hela can't be harmed by enchanted items or poison but can be harmed by items like swords and knives. In her light form she can be banished to her home realm.

History: Hela was born under the name of Jhol os Mel eil Tyl well over a thousand years ago in a village called Mel Taer Tyl. In this realm the sun and moon are constantly in sight. Hela is the daughter of a Soar Light and Lunar Light elemental who ruled over the realm. One day strange creatures came to their realm asking for shelter and being ever kind the people of the realm granted it to them. For a while everything was okay until people started going missing. The visitors claimed they didn't know what was going on until one day the village was dwindled down to the last 50 people. Jhol witnessed one of the strangers sucking the energy from one of the village women and throwing her empty shell to the side. Johl went to her parents about what she saw and they was extremely concerned. So her parents tried to ask the strangers to leave,but they refused and declared war on the inhabits of the village. Being basically defenseless the people of the village was slaughtered. With the last of their strength her parents sent Jhol and her childhood friend Caes to the only other realm they knew of... the realm of mortals. Caes and Jhol tried to hold hands so that can stay together but the force of the fall forced them apart. When Jhol enterd the mortal realm she had no memory of her early childhood. In the mortal realm she looks to be about the age of eight.Jhol wandered around the world, not knowing anything or anyone with no memory of her past and no prospects for her future. One day Jhol came across a village with the most beautiful blue roses. Once there she was enslaved and tortured, out of fear and misunderstanding. She was then cursed with a thirst for blood in hopes that she would starve to death. When she became more in control of her powers she made sure that all the innocent souls left the village and burned the village to the ground. She again wandered the world again this time not a scared and lonely child but a jaded and emotionally scared woman. She came across a young rabbit like creature who was terrible wounded and treated and healed her wounds. The girl name was Jade and has been Hela's constant companion. Together they wander the world. Later in life Hela was adopted by a king who would later abandon his family. She was then adopted by the DeargDue family and has been with that family ever since. Hela is currently expecting her first baby, all her other children are adopted. Some of her likes are chocolate covered pickles, learning, helping others, dancing, dressing up as cats and chocolate in general. Some of her dislikes are negative emotions,and the color spinach green.
As of late Hela was curious about her child hood so she crafted a spell that would help her regain her child hood memories. Instead of her memory returning.. she turned herself into a seven year old. She has most of the memories of her adult self and regained her memories of her summons. The spell can only be reversed when Hela wants it to and who knows when that will be.

AnabelSageNightshade · Joined: 14 Jul 2009 Posts: 23 Location: USA - LA

Name: Sabynn or Saby for short
Age: appears 17 actual age is 120
Race: half vampire half lycan
Appearance: is usually wearing a goddess like dress or something leather
Location: nowhere and everywhere shes a drifter
Occupation: Queen of the infamous Moonfang Clan
Abilities/Limitations: she has the abilities of vampires and lycan but is limited on phasing into her lycan form and glamoring.
History: Sabynn started out as a vampire until about 3 years of her creation, she was feeding and was attacked by a lycan, and from that moment on a Hybrid. Although she is a mixed breed Sabynn appears more vampire than lycan, and her behavior is more lycan-like. Sabynn struggles to keep in control of her blood thirst and has even less control on full moons.She has little tolerance for "know it alls" and even less "stupidity".

Vocitus · Joined: 28 Apr 2007 Posts: 1122 Location: Malaysia

This is my latest character. Might be a little short, but will do more later. Name - Feng (meaning wind in Chinese) Race - Air elemental / summoner Gender - Female Age - 10 years old Height - 4 feet 5 inches Appearance - Blonde and sometimes blue hair. Clear, grey eyes. Very petite body. Place of birth - Unknown Powers - Able to control air in the environment she is in. Still practicing on creating tornadoes. Is able to vanish into thin air to escape from suspected danger when in distress. Will become part of the air when is feeling shy or not wanted to be seen. Limitations - Loses alot of energy if remains in gas state for a long period of time. Has phobia to fire due to a tragedy in the past. Other facts about Feng. . . . - Enjoys spending her time reading and playing with her cat rather than practicing powers. Very shy and quiet. Loves all animals. Is very attached to her grandfather. Has a very sweet tooth. (lol) Weapons - Not trusted with one yet.
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