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If no one else was willing to do it, I could play one of the characters still open as well; I doubt there is much for a villain to do when the heroes are parading off to find him.
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Much appreciated ^^
name: Laeris Etheral Jostesh nickname: Laer, or Ether age: 98 race: Elf height: 5'8" gender: Male weapon: A simple sword with the double bladed deadliness and thin, yet sturdy blade of a cavalry sword, yet with the light weight deftness of a rapier. It is obviously an enchanted weapon; and engraved with the insignia of Valcenz's imperial rule. He also carries a dirk at his belt only to be used to compliment the actions of his sword, though it is also light weight and very well balanced, it is extremely plain. element: Fire appearence: [no piccie-tures from me] Laeris is usually very well kept and is left in disdain should even the slightest of muck mar his clothing, armor, or image. His hair is silver, and cut short and military style to fit beneath a gleaming, brass helmet. Likewise, his armor is of a bright, brassy consistency, though is only possessed of a helmet, breast plate, shoulder guards, elbow guards, and shin guards. Beneath the gleaming brass armor, he usually wears a tough linen shirt and leather pants, with chain mail, and silk underclothes for the maximum amount of comfort and protection. His eyes are a soft blue, approaching violet colour, and his skin is of a pale quality; though his appearance is very proper, very neat, and very... hard for lack of better descriptive word. He is the type of person who could calmly kick a small animal off his polished leather boots without showing any worry that it was gnawing off his ankle. Or; to put things in a more war-blown perspective; the type of man who could wade his horse through dozens of corpses and not bat an eyelash. Very well disciplined, and it shows. bio: Laeris used to be a soldier for Valcenz's imperial armies, and like any soldier; he has had his alliances. Unfortunately; through misfortune in the ranks; Valcenz personally incinerated one of the other people in one of those alliances. Laeris never agreed with Valcenz's motives, but never voiced against it either, simply serving as any well trained soldier would. Then torn by the miserable act wrought from a cruel leader; Laeris left the army, taking what resources he had to join in the rebels cause. He had had enough of fighting for the oppressing side. He joined the group of five, though has kept all talk about him silent. The only thing he lets the others know is that he joined their group. Nothing more. He is very stiff backed and rarely lightens up if at all. He is always focused on duty and righteousness, and on the rare occasion; heroics, and very little will drag him from the path of duty once caught up in it. [on a side note; Julia, if you didn't want me to play Valcenz anymore, that's understandable. If the position still stands though; is there any/more information I should know about the guy? I mean... he's not my original character, I don't want to tread over lines that I should be avoiding]
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I will not kill you... in all technicality time will kill you. I'm just a contributing factor ~ Damarian Vasilis Zaccheo I do not get moody. I get murderous ~ Saigyn [A Guest?] ~ Advanced -Arlix- [The Five Lights] ~ Advanced -Laeris Etheral Jostish- -Valcenz- [Dove's Bane] ~ Advanced -Alloyscious Haryiel- [Labyrinth] ~ Advanced -Triton Ochayne Demisou- |
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Name: Acerbus
Nickname: Ace or Black Wind age: 24 race: Huiman gender: Male weapon: Black 4 foot long katana, Atra Gladius element: Wind appearence: He has black, long wild hair done in a ponytail, it's long till his elbows, he also wears a casual button up t-shirt, black, leather pants and leather boots, his eyes are colored crimson bio: Learning the sword since he was 5 years of age and already his talent showed. After about 10 years of training, he was allowed to leave the Temple, and after that his name spread pretty far for the next 9 years.
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you can still play him if you wish, and no I have told you everything, the rest is up to your gifted imagination. albireo...someone has already taken that element, you can have any power except the elements, b/c the spots have already been filled, I am sorry.
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Albireo - you can have earth if you want to be one of the lights. Jakob is more than willing to take a back seat to the real fighters.
Maybe I'll tag him along one of the other C's... have him there to help them along.
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name: Kon Meisero
nickname: Butcher age: 32 race: Drow height: 6ft 7 gender: Male weapon: antique cutlass, with a silver engravement in an ancient language (seven hundred years old) Apperence; Torture by ~Vorndess on deviantART (replace cuts with scars, make his skin tone and hair drow) Bio; Raised as an experiment by Valcenz's head torturer, from birth he was both tortured and forced to witness torturing, till screams became so normal to him that he feels uncomfortable without them. extremly sadistic, he has spent years developing better methods of torture, going so far as to develop a temporary way to organize the mind, allowing continued torture. the 'cure' is a torture itself, as it causes extreme mental pain, and an overdose can cause pain similar to a continous high tempreture burn. his violent torture has earned him the name butcher. he once ordered a man tortured becase he did not get eight hours of sleep. |