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Sebastian
Roleplay Status: Open
Name: Sebastian (Seb) Zharch
Gender: M
Race: Half-Vampire/ Half-Human
Rank: Loner/Wanderer
Age: 304.
Parents: Human mother, Marciella (dead); Vampire father, Zane (Lost, presumed dead).
Siblings:Sayuri (dead)
Partner: None as of yet.
Offspring: Nada.
Appearance: A pale face, yet it still has enough color to be that of a humans. Upon this face held a pair of onyx colored eyes that hold the look of determination and the look in his eyes show that he has seen many things, the good and the deathly bad. Yet beneath his pale lips he hides the fangs of a vampire. Upon all this his face is covered by a mop of hair, dark brown and with a highlight of blond due to his human side. His attire mainly consists of black. A dusty and well-worn black trench coat, black boots, black pants. and the exception of a loose white shirt. Upon his hands lay a small assortment of rings all embedded with a blood-red ruby, among those rings his hands are plagued with a few scars, from fist fights, punching walls when frustrated, whatever else would come to mind with that. Resting on his hip he has a silver hunting knife. The hilt balances out the blade evenly and is made of silver, with a plain yet elegant design. On the opposite side he carries a small leather pack carrying a number of things. This one also has a black oak bow strung across his muscled back accompanied by a matching quiver of twenty-four arrows, each marked as his with a red band painted below the fletchings.
Personality: Tends to be a bit moody at times. Doesn't like to talk about his past. Has a sarcastic way of talking though he doesn't tend to mix in with people enough to broadcast that fact. He also tends to have a soft spot for brunettes, mainly because they remind him of his sister.
Other: Since he is only half vampire he can't turn into a bat, his eyes don't glow in the dark, and he doesn't have an acute sense of smell like other vampires (not that most vampires can do that...), though unlike other vampires he can walk in direct sunlight, and eat regular food. He does have a bit more strength than the average human to compensate for that though. He also doesn't like heights very much.
Mizarae
**Note; the girl in the picture is Miz, the boy is her older brother, who presummebly is dead.
Roleplay Status: Closed
Name: Mizarae La'far
Age: Lost track
Gender: F
Race: Vampire
Rank: Wanderer/Seamstress
Family: Of course she used to have a family many moons ago. Her parents are dead... And her brother is also dead.
Partner: Lynx =3
Offspring: Nope.
Appearance: She has long white hair, that is so white it is almost transluecent, coal-black eyes, pale skin, a slim yet lithe figure. She tends to wear dresses with detail, mostly with dark colors. Occasionally she will wear something a bit brighter. Miz is quite adapt with ranged weapons, but lately she has armed herself with the classic bow and arrow.
History: Mizarae doesn't really remember much of her past. Only that she once was human and she used to have a family, whom were slaughtered the night she was turned into a vampire, by yours truly. And although vague, she has a slight memory of coming from a wealthy family. Now, she travels vastly and keeps to herself for the most part.
Personality/Other: A quiet being, but she has a sharp wit and can talk for a while if she feels the need to. She doesn't really like being a vampire mainly because of dietary reasons but of also because of the fact that she will live, practically, forever. She has also learned recently, that she cannot cook--even to save her life. She's also deathly afraid of spiders, tending to freeze up when fronted with one--whether its big or small. P;ss her off and she gives a completely new definition to the word vampire.
Mizarae is an odd vampire of sorts, unlike the fact that most vampires roast in the sun, Mizarae, for one, does not. In fact, she can stay in the sun for up to two weeks in total, but slowly loses her eyesight to a point where she is literally, blind. However, that can be cured with a few days of rest and a good 'meal'.
Darius
Roleplay Status: Open.
Name: Darius Larken.
Age: 18.
Gender: M.
Race: Human/Mer.
Rank: Wanderer.
Family: N/A
Partner: None as of yet.
Offspring: Nope.
Appearance: Darius has crystal blue eyes, and shaggy dark brown hair that is shaggedly cut, usually trimmed with a handy dandy knife. His skin is a creamy colour of sorts, though during the summer he tends to spend alot of time in the ocean, he skin therefore getting a bit more tanned. he tends to wear clothes in burnt tones, rusty read, dark teals, and most of his clothes tend to be made of meshy material; mainly so they can dry out easily. He stands tall at 6'1 and has a lean build. He normally carries on his person a bostaff, which is primarily his choice of weapon.
Personality: Darius is a rather care free guy and goes what he pleases most of the time. With no parents, he can get away with a lot of things. Even though he doesn't have a family, he makes the best of things and keeps a smile on his face. Though, one would be warry to mention to mention his mother, nevertheless speak ill about her. For one thing, its rude. For another, you'll face a side of Darius that one would pray not to be acquainted with. Darius can also manipulate water, even if only weakly. He hasn't had any training in the matter so he still isn't able to work with the water very well.
History: Darius doesn't remember much of his past. What he does remember is pretty jumbled. All he knows is that he had a mermaid for a father and a human for a mother. He discovered he was half mer, when he decided to fully immerse himself in water when he was five, even though his mother told him to never fully immerse himself in water. Following that he discovered he was mer. The next morning he thought is was a dream. Then the hut they had lived in near the sea, pretty much flooded. Not knowing about the flood, he tripped and fell into the water and found out that he really did have a black mermaid tail. Following that he discovered he really was mer. Then there was a big gap in his memory and any memories after that were only from the age of 15 and until the current. In which he didn't know what happened to his mother. And that one day at 15 he woke up alone. And he waited and waited for days and days. His mother didn't comeback. Then a storm came, and pretty much demolished the place. Darius then built another in its place and never left it for years. He's currently still debating on whether or not he should leave the place he's known cince he was born for a life of adventure and traveling..
Rosalie
Roleplay Status Open
Name: Rosalie Benson (Lee)
Age: 118
Gender: F
Race: Elf
Rank: Enchanter/Musician/Wanderer
Parents/Siblings: Had a brother and has two parents. Her brother, a skilled blacksmith, died in an explosion at the kilns. Her parents live in a small village in the south-eastern part of the Forest Wilds.
Life partner: None
Offspring: None
Appearance:This one has dark blue eyes that are slightly slanted upwards at the corners, and dark brown hair that falls down her back, trailing to an end right at her hips. Lee normally wheres it with a bit of her air tied to a pony tail with the rest let down, or bun held together by a small bone pin to hold it all together. Her skin is smooth, though it is a bit tanned from travel. She stands about 5'8 in height, and holds a slim, yet somewhat toned body structure. She normally adorns herself in dark blue colours, normally dresses that fall to her knees, but will occasionally where dresses with full length skirts during colder weather. She wears worn leather boots that go up her leg to just under her knees, laced up with small cords of leather. On her arms she wears finger less gloves that go up her arms just up to her elbows. However, she wears them not only for warmth when playing her violin on cold days but to cover up scars from her past that line her forearms (courtesy of her parents)
Personality: Rosalie, is a mysterious person. She can be talkative and joyous at times, and at others she can be as silent as a flower, and even at others times when she is annoyed and angry she can spell out a pretty angry wrath. You might as well say she has mood swings, but not quite. She keeps plenty of secrets about herself and doesn't normally speak them aloud. If you are lucky enough to hear one of her secrets, you will most likely hear it only once.
Other: Her skill with the violin is somewhat different from an average persons. The violin has what you call its own spirit and if Rosalie plays it a tune right, things around her will do her bidding. For example, if she played a tune willing the music towards some vines, they could reach out and attack an attacker but only while she is playing. If she stops, the object will stop in their path and stay that way until someone cuts them away or until Rosalie wills them back to their home. Besides the use of the violin as a weapon she also just uses it to play music or to will some dead plant back to its healthy form. Now, the violin is not the only weapon she has. At her waist lies a sheathed elven made, curved silver blade with runes and a blue leather hilt. With a small charm tasseled on the end of a silver string hanging from the end of the hilt. The charm is silver and holds the shape of a rosette. The blade was made by her older brother, who was a blacksmith and cared deeply for his little sister Rosalie. Unfortunately he died in an explosion at the kilns and left Rosalie in quite some despair. Her brother was the only thing protecting her from her parents, so after he died, the parents got out of hand and Rosalie ran away, with the sword, violin and some of her belongings. One of Rosalie's weird habits, is that when ever she comes across a gravesite she plays a song for the dead. Another weird habit is that whenever she comes to an inn or bar, she chugs down pints and pints of, no not ale, but milk. Obviously she likes milk. And she hates mushrooms.
Puppet
Roleplay Status Open
Name: Puppet.
Age: Unknown.
Gender: Female.
Race: Human/Mist elemental.
Rank: Mime/Entertainer.
Family: None that she can remember,
Life Partner: None.
Offspring: None.
Appearence: Puppet has pink, yarn like hair and pale skin. She dresses in elaborate and bright clothing, generally leaning to neon colors far from the normal clothes you would find in a market stall, no? The fact that she has all these weird clothes is that she used to be a preformer in a circus. On her arms she has stich like tatoos on her elbows and shoulders. She has many a ribbons and peices of clothe tied into her hair. She is quite a sight to put it plainly. overall she looks like a puppet.
Personality: Puppet is a silent being mostly talking none at all. She communicates through writing words in the air with mist, never opening her mouth to talk. Her not speaking happened in a tragic event during her childhood.
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Castor
Roleplay Status Closed to Jai
Name; Castor Xanth
Age; 23
Gender; Male
Species; Homo Sapien.
Rank; Warrior
Partner; None... officially.
Offspring; Well now, Since Castor is quite a flirtt he might have one or two kids he's never even met before. ;)
Family; Castor is an orphan. His only family is his cousin Ysrael.
Physical Appearance; Castor has brown eyes and some rather messy, dirty-blonde hair. Always adorned with a well worn black top hat, and a brown leather vest over an open white, though more like dirty white, button up dress shirt with sleeves that are usually pulled up to his elbows. He also wears a bow tie at the neck, with the bow being a dark red. On his legs he adorns some black tactical pants and a part of well used boots. He stands at 6'1 and has a light tan, a six pack, in which he is very proud of, overall he a is strong man. On his hands he sports black fingerless gloves. And most often, if not always, he wears a leather jacket.
Battle Strategies/Style: Castor is a man of strategy. Though when he fights he'll fight at greats lengths for the pleasure of it, but as he draws closer to the end of it, he'll say something along the lines of, "Okay. I've had my fun. See ya." Or "I'm tired. I'm done. Bye.", even if he is winning the fight. He tends to fight with a saber, and a knife with a blade about the length of his hand. But if you dare to make a comment on his top hat, he won't play fun and games, then he plays seriously. But there will be times where he is quite careless about strategy. He likes coconuts....
Personality; Castor is a very sarcastic man, making jokes of rather serious matters or just random matters, when you get to know him though. However, when meeting new people he does not know he has a very polite manor about him. But when you get to know him, he is very sarcatic as stated above. (=3) He is also somewhat a maverick always doing what he pleases and ignoring the rules. But when he chooses to take things seriously, he strays away from the sarcastic maverick side of himself. And when he is in a good mood, he can be wuite a nice guy. But he is also very callous when it comes to relationships. He had a hard past with women so he is very hard to get to. (; If not already mentioned, he also has a really bad temper as well.
History/Other; Castor's history is something Castor calls his own. He rarely tells anyone of it, if he did he normally killed the person right after. But, if he happens to trust you completely, he will tell you the whole story, no deaths involved. He also travels with Ysrael being her cousin and all.
Ysrael
Roleplay Status Closed to Elena
Name; Ysrael Bent {Pronounced Yis-rale but goes by Yael a lot.}
Age; 19
Gender; Female
Race; Humane.
Rank; Warrior.
Family; She used to have a kind mother, died when Ysrael was little. Her father abandoned them both and she grew up with five older adoptive brothers after that that. She has a cousin, by the name of Castor as well, who she travels with reguaraly.
Physical Appearance; Ysrael has dark brown hair that falls to her shoulders and grey eyes that seem to hold a mischievous glint behind them. Her face is heart shaped, and while most of her face holds no flaws she has a small scar above her right temple. Her body is shaped like an hourglass none the less, but she is physically fit and stands tall at 5'9. She normally wears an attire of dark hues of blues and reds for her clothes.
Battle Strategies/Style; Ysrael carries a set of throwing knives and a short sword for her effects; her main knife/dagger is made of a sharpened piece of dragon bone(One she found long dead, mind you, she's not cruel enough to kill a dragon). She is an excellent marksmen when it comes to throwing daggers and is very light on her feet. She takes battles lightly and doesn't normally kill people, she only injures them enough so they are not able to move, so it is very rare that she actually kills somebody. In her battles she also deals a lot with pressure points.
Personality; Ysrael is a carefree gal, doing what she pleases. She is also a very curious being, poking her nose into things that don't concern her. She's also somewhat a rapscallion. She's very mischievous and does a lot of things to annoy people. But, she has a phobia of spiders. A BIG phobia. No matter how brave she may be, she has arachnophobia. Also, she cusses like a sailor. Big time. Another thing about Ysrael is that she doesn't trust easily. She can't swim, and she also tends to end conversations with her yapping at whoever. Overall, she's not a very sociable person; 'cept with Castor and fam, mainly because they all have tough skin.
History/Current Whereabouts; Although she traveled with Castor(above) for a long time, A few months ago, she and him split there separate ways for a while. They plan to meet up again after a while though, although they don't know precisely when nor where, it will happen eventually. Currently, she resides in the middle of Usilia.
Picture Credits
Sebastian Zharch: R727 of DA.
Mizarae La'far: Kai of DA.
Darius Larken: Lasaro of DA.
Rosalie: Artist unknown, found on photobucket.
Puppet: Caged Insanity of DA.
Castor: VirusAC-74 of DA.
Ysrael: Artist unknown, me thinks I found it on DA, but I can't quit be sure -_-.
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