The Characters
Draco the Philosopher
Antony the Anchor
Lazarus the DragonHearted
Seiko the TroubleSeeker
Jaida the Magelet
Chris the Strong
Nelrim the Adventurist
Doria the Rescuer
Goodwin the HappyHearted
Name: Draco
Species: demon (banished)
Age: born 1 AD.
Profession: scholar and philosopher, a father of many, is determined to rise above his demonic origin and do good deeds to atone for his past
Appearance: Draco stands seven feet tall, but is extremely thin, to the point of looking frail. He moves gracefully and slowly. He has very Roman features with green eyes and knee-length black hair usually concealed within a cloak, and he always appears to be thinking. Despite his origins he is a very kind-hearted being and very fatherly.
He has inherent fiery magic since his being is composed of fire, he can change this essence into different physical forms. Yet these forms are almost constantly plagued by pain. He is an excellent horseback rider and sword-fighter, always carrying a katana called the Green Dragon.
Name: Lazarus
Species: Half shire stallion, half demon (fathered by Draco)
Age: born about 200 AD
Appearance: Your basic black draft horse with dragonish wings and tail, long pointed ears and clawed back feet. He cannot speak aloud, but mentally to those people he knows well. He has a little fiery magic being half demon, but can still change into a few different physical forms, one being a young boy, but never doubt he's still an animal.
Name: Antony
Species: demon (banished)
Profession: sarcastic lady chaser and all around troublemaker
Age: Born 113 BC
Appearance: Tall and thin, two inches taller than Draco, not quite as thin, but with a more delicate bone structure, making him the more handsome of the two brothers. Has knee-length black hair with silver streaks and sparkling silver eyes. He doesn't dress as 'old' as Draco, but prefers black jeans and black silk shirts. He has the same fiery magic inherent to his kind of demon, which used to be stronger than Draco's, but is now out of practice - even his mental skills are lacking. He spent a milennia trapped in a cavern with dead and dying demons, as was his job as Keeper of the Dead, but before that he was his Round's "Master", meaning he was the first of a group of about fifty demons created at the same time, and he had control to teach and train them. However, then he was forced by his silver markings to become Keeper, a job considered a curse and disgrace among demons. He is very bitter at Draco for allowing him to stay in that graveyard for an entire millenium, when the standard time is only 500 years. Thus Draco cost him 500 years of living, just because of a scorned love mutual to both of them.
His greatest weapon is his dirty mouth and his even dirtier mind.
Seiko
Age : 16
Race : Sprite
Talents : Acrobatics, Martial arts, Sword fighting, elemental (weather magic) preferably water and lightning, mental talents include mind reading, empathic senses. Her species has a natural born skill of super speed.
Personality : Humorously frank, witty/sarcastic, intelligent, only reasonable in dire situations, determined (or stubborn whatever you prefer) involuntarily compassionate, not really a "people person"
History : Originally born into a noble family but at the age of 12 her father, mother, younger sister, and herself were attacked while on their way back from a ball. Seiko had been the only one to escape. Her cheating of death sealed her doom of exile. When the murderers found her to be still alive they instead of killing her on the spot decided to create an even stronger defense for themselves and framed her. When found guilty by the court and sent to a server prison for life they took away her birth name and any rights.
Somehow, through anger and determination Seiko managed to escape; stealing her mothers comb, her sister's flute, and her father's enchangted sword from the treasury. On her runaway into the forest she stumbled up on the head of the spy/theif guild in her country almost half dead... wherefore out of strange compassion they took Seiko in...
Chris
Species : Humanoid
True Age : 18
Apparent Age : By his looks, a lot older
Physical Description : Quite grungy. Long hair, past his shoulders, dark brown and greasy. Wild in fashion, hiding his features slightly, never bothering to get his hair out of his face. Days old stubble across his face, and dark brown eyes, almost black, slightly longer at the corners than is normal.Thick eyebrows. If he cleaned himself up, he might be good-looking. He wears a long kachi overcoat, a dark red muscle-tee with a black fish-net long sleeved shirt over it. Slightly baggy kachi pants are tucked into shin high boots, buckled along the inside, steel-toed. Often seen wearing oval shaped sunglasses.
Magicks/Weapons/Equip : No magic ability that he knows of, though hidden are weak fire abilities, he just needs to learn them. He had two 9mm handguns - 12shot - holstered just below his arms, a sawed-off shotgun - 6 cartridges inside - hanging from his right shoulder under the overcoat, and a large dagger with a 9 inch blade in a sheath strapped around his middle, under his shirt, flush with the small of his back, the handle pointed down. Sunglasses and gloves. No extra ammo, and he doesn't know how to make more.
History : He had lived a happy, normal life. Then one day, a gang broke into his house to rob them. When his father woke to the sounds, he came downstairs. At being discovered they shot him, then went about the house killing everyone else. Hearing the gunshots, Josh grabbed a ceremonial katana-like sword from his wall, and hid behind the door. When one of the gangmembers went into his room to take out whoever was in there, Josh silently leapt from behind the door and killed the man with a stab through his heart. After that, the rest of the night was a cat and mouse game between Josh and the other 3 gang members who were in the house. By killing the men, Josh was acquiring their guns, and found he had a natural marksmanship ability. That didn't mean he got off easy, it just meant he was able to shoot better than someone else might have in his situation. It took 4 hours of hunting and dodging - they were too stupid to leave - but Josh prevailed, and sustained a gunshot to his thigh, his shoulder and one in his gut that fortunately had completely missed all his organs.
That night had destroyed Josh's life. With the rest of the gang after him and his family dead, Josh went on the run. He lived the next 3 years on his own, running from this group or that, getting money where he could, staying at this person's place, or just sleeping in the alley. He would acquire weapons and ammo through fallen opponents, and money through jobs of theft or "other" things. In the crimeworld or "The Dark Ways" as it was known at his city, his only name was Chris. And that is how he is known to this day.
Name: Goodwin Smallbrow
Species: Hobbit
True Age: 27
Apparent Age: 13 (to races unfamiliar with hobbits)
Physical Description: At a might 3' 7", Goodwin is really very imposing. His racial continuities (rosy cheeks, large hairy feet and hands, dark brown eternally messy hair) are apparent, but he is not as chubby as his contemporaries. His grey-green eyes and constant mischeivous grin help put people at their ease when talking to him, and this can often be exploited, along with his lack of facial hair - he has no need to shave. He wears weathy colours (e.g greens, browns, and greys) but often sports some bright yellow item of clothing (e.g a scarf).
Personality: Goodwin is very approachable, and the only way to get on his bad side is to insult his feet or his brow (his race/family proudest traits). He is generous, but will make friends/enemies very quickly, and they will tend to stay that way unless some great event happens (e.g life saved/treacherous behaviour). He is however very jumpy, and will always prefer flight to fight. If committed to fight however he will fight bravely.
Magicks/Weapons/Equip: Being a hobbit, Goodwin resists rather than uses magic (including all but the strongest telepathy), and is weak in close combat (although he owns a short sword and knife). He does however possess the natural ballistic skills of the hobbit race, and as such owns a sling and short bow. Any stones can also be turned into deadly weapons in his hand. He is equipped with cooking equipment, his pet hamster Trev, Trev's sleeping cage (though Trev normally snuggles down in Goodwin's pocket) his family's emblem (a badge that he rarely shows) a 10 yard rope, a small supply of discs, other mundane travelling gear and not much else. He has a very astute ability to hide or be unnoticed in shadows/crowded rooms, etc.
History: Goodwin has a fairly unremarkable history - raised in the traditional hobbit shire of Green Brook, under the watchful eyes of the elders. He, like most hobbits, can cook very well and has a talent to 'borrow' things, especially comrades rings and necklaces (he doesn't think anything of this, he is just surprised when no-one 'borrow' anything from him). He left Green Brook to get some information on why there was a plume of smoke coming from a neighbouring Shallowton, and from there to see where Mrs. Baleeton's cat had gone walkies, and then from there - well you get the picture. He has now been away from Green Brook for several months, though in regular (about monthly) with his family.
Nelrim
Species: Human
Age: 30
A class mage, fairly powerful.
Appearence: 5'6, Medium build, brown hair, brown eyes.
Personality: Curious, Idealistic, Niave, Risk taker.
Doria
Species: Human
Age: 25
A warrior, fairly powerful.
Appearence: 5'10, Muscular build, long blond hair, blue eyes, very attractive but imposing.
History: Nelrim and Doria were born in the same village and grew up knowing each other.
Nelrim went out into the world to seek his fortune and Doria followed him soon after to bail him out of trouble. They have been together ever since. They had many adventures ending tragically in an ill-fated encounter with a shadowshark. They now have no equipment nor food, just their own considerable skills
Character Name - Jaida
Species - Unknown
True Age - 14
Physical Description - Jaida is a pretty young maiden with features that could suggest ancestry from a number of races. She s short and slender with an average height of a sprite. Most of the time her skin is an ivory and hair a considerable pale blonde, almost white. Her whole face seems washed of color... her most remarkable features are her midnight blue-violet eyes. If you peer into them you could swear you see the infinite universe and the stars aglow with them.
Magicks - Jaida is a healer, she can heal physical wounds to mental ones. She can also bring back lives... that aren't too dead.
Weapons - Though simple her clothing can hide quite a few knives and daggers in them. Her fighting abilities are throwing missiles like knives and daggers.
Equip - Jaida wears a short white skirt with an embroidered flower pattern on it. Though she doesn't use if often her short sword is always by her side while all her blades are hidding within her white top. Jaida has boots and a spidersilk backpack to carry her things. She also dons a hooded cloak that hides her outstanding features.
History - Jaida has been living with a band of rogues ever since she was left on the streets. The outlaws took advantage of her unordinary features and called her "ghost". They taughter her how to throw knives and such so she could help them in their daily outings. Jaida believed them to be kind to her until she overheard their conversation of selling her over to the Banshees.
She then left and wandered around, hoping to be able to live a normal life. While going through the Forest of Confusion she met up with a hooded man. This man taught her the basic control over her magic which she had no clue on til now. But sad to say he left her after a month at dawn before Jaida had awakened.
During her time with the strange man, Jaida had learned a lot of illusion spells which she casts on herself to change her appearance. Jaida also had many other teachers who have taught her magicks throughout her travels and thus she earned herself a name as "Magelet", which means little mage.
The path to home, lies through this door....