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In the the distant past, a Superior Being, Odin, was thought to be greater than the gods themselves. Said to be created by the worst of fallen angels and the greatest sins of man, Odin walked the planet torching villages, brutally killing innocent people, living up to his created name.

A small group of warriors, put together by the gods rose up, and eventually defeated the foul being. Though defeating Odin came with a price. Each warrior was already on the brink of death, and with the will of the gods, they bound themselves into one force, sacrifing themselves. In the literal term, defeat, The warriors failed their mission, instead sealing Odin's soul into a dark dimension. All six warriors were then trapped within the treasures left behind by the Hell spawns body.

The Gods scattered the treasure through the lands, refusing to let any human gather these items, for the gathering of them would surely bring back the Being that was neither defeated or victorious. To help prevent this event, the Gods bound the old warriors spirits into the treasure, appearing before any being that attempted to capture the item.

A lone warrior, who has spent half of his life in the Library of Ridenia, has learned of this tale through books. He has trained himself for many years preparing for this specific event. After months of travel, Azuriel winds up in a village closest the mountains where the Ancient warrior Ramuh resides. In this village, Azuriel hopes to bring together a team to help him travel the world and collect these treasures. With five warriors including himself, the treasure would be split evenly throughout the party. The only thing is left to do is wait for any takers.

There are beings, all of which have a special treasure that they hold.
Ramuh~ Protects a full body set of armor. It is said that this armor changes to it's wearer, mainly based on the users best attribute, speed, power, magic, etc. If the same type of damage is taken within a certain time, will start to deteriorate.

Shiva~ Protects an ancient weapon. This weapon also changes based on the wearers fighting style. Bad morale will cause this weapon to slowly disappear, will return to normal(or better) if users morale changes for the better. (The less visible, the less effective the attacks.)

Ifrit~ Protects a set of wrist bracers. These bracers will enhance the users best attribute, however, the effect only works in small bursts in accordance to the users energy.

Garuda~ Protects a number of mythical potions. These potions will render the user invincible for a set time. If used consecutively, the user will experience extreme fatigue and weakness to everything.

Leviathan~ Protects a rare necklace. This necklace will react to the users current emotion, also changing effect depending on user. Only last for a short time, and will not react to the same emotion until it feels three others.

Titan~ Protects a long ever-changing color sash. This sash will allow the user the ability to change ones self into a mythological creature, limbs into weapons. These uses are limited to once during the day and once during the night. If transformation is not undone by the time night/day is over, transformation becomes permanent.


When these treasures are all collected, a Superior Being will appear, wanting his treasure. FOR EVIL. MUAHAHAHA

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Contra Fates rocks my world =)


Dyllon Kaiser(ME) Kill count~6
His GF Quetzalcoatl Kill count~ 15 and a really big tank.

Name~ Azuriel
Age~ 20
Gender~male
~Apperance
Azuriel is 6'5" with a slim but athletic build. His skin is normal to the eye, but a magnified observation reaveals a strange pattern of light and dark shades of blue. This pattern gives His body a slight soothing glow, but nothing to noticable. Azuriels' hair is extremely light blonde with small strands of blue and of shoulder length to which he keeps up most of the time, letting small sections fall as they please. His eyes are turquois blue when he is calm, being angered or when hes protecting someone, his eyes slowly grow transparent.
~Abilities
Azuriel can control the element of water. The element radiates from his body, hence the patterns in his skin. Being able to control the element that is life giving, Azuriel has a special connection with the life around him. Namely the animal spirits. Having a piece of an animals or beasts spirit, can give him special attributes. This ability is the reason Azuriel wears animal pelts, and uses animal blessed armor giving him slight resistances at times. When an animal spirit is being used, that piece of armor or pelt will start to glow. Only one spirit can be used at a time. Certain emotions will triger more. He doesnt know much about either of his abilities at first. Certain lesson, encounters and travels will reaveal to him new abilities and spirits. Allowing him to master his skills.
~Weapons
Azuriel has taken an extreme liking to being a dual wielder. His most preffered weapons are his trusted katanas. Made by a majestic weapons specialist he met through Blizz, these katanas are bound together by a long chain which is attached to each handle. On his back Azuriel carries a sword that he never uses. He doesn't know the limits the sword possesses. He was told it would serve no purpose until the right moment. strapped to the sides of each leg is a tonfa made from ancinet white tiger bone. When the right amount of pressure is applied, spikes come out of the end allowing for stabbing action. He only resorts to these when he is parted from his katanas. Azuriel also wears specially made gloves with very small spikes at the knuckles.
~Personality
Being physically and mentally abused as a child, Azuriel tends to keep his emotions to himself. He projects a calm nature, making others think he is a collected individual. Azuriel is always the one trying to make the enviroment a happy place for everyone, as he hates hostility. The only time He resorts to fighting is if he is protecting someone, giving him a sense of worth. Azuriel snaps at any sign of abuse to an innocent person who cant protect themselves. These events remind him of his childhood, building anger inside of him. Not until he is comfortable with the people he is around, does Azuriel let go of all hate and relax to no end.
Companion~
Azuriel received a black wrist band from an Old Lady traveling in a random field. Putting the band on, Azuriel watched as an orange arua radiated from his arm. Moments after, a small baby fox was running around and began to follow Azuriel everywhere. He has taken a liking to the fox and decided to name her Elle, after the girl Azuriel was first able to protect, forever changing his life.

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Dyllon Kaiser(ME) Kill count~6
His GF Quetzalcoatl Kill count~ 15 and a really big tank.

Name~ Shard Salazar
Age~ 21
Gender~ Female
Appearance~
Shard Has long light golden blonde hair down to the back of her knees. She usually keeps down, allowing the straight locks to fall freely against her back, though sometimes she binds it in a thick braid that is secured at the bottom with a thick heavy metal ring. She stands at 6'2" tall, her tanned skin stretched over her thin, though lightly muscled, frame. Her eyes are a deep turqoise green, and there's a small tattoo on her left ankle of a snake. Shard's back is mottled with old scars of variouse origin though Almost no one sees her back because of her long hair and her tendency to wear shirts that cover her back.
Abilities~
After Shard's blood has come in contact with oxygen, she can make it ignite and, depending on the quantity, even make it explode at will. Well, She could make a drop explode but it would be such a small explosion you might think a mosquito bit you. With some definate moding of her weapon She has adapted one way to use this ability in combat, but other then that she's still working out how to control the fire better after she has ignited her blood, and how to make the explosions have more of an impact with out bleeding to death. Alsooo later on She can maybe learn how to harden her blood into projectiles that can explode or ignite on impact. and Such.
Weapons~
Shard's favorite weapon is her Halberd. The staff is 5'6" of hollowed out metal, a knob at the end unscrews to allow her to store rolled up documents and such inside of it. One such document is a scroll a mage crafted to keep the halberd from ever dulling, bending, or breaking. The blade is a wide two foot long blade sharpened on one side with slits down either flat of the blade. Where the blade connects with the pole, directly in line with the slits down the sides, there are two small holes into the pole of the halberd. In the handle Shard has stored some glass vials of her blood that has not come in contact with oxygen. With the right movement the front most vial will break and her blood will leak out along the grooves in the handle of her halberd.
She's reasonably good at wielding regular bastard swords, as well as Katanas, and has never been one for dual weilding. She's a moderatly good shot with a gun, but she almost never misses with a longbow.
Personality~
Shard is generally Calm, cool, and collected. She's Cunning and wiley, She's rather good at manipulating people to do what she wants. She carries a large bottle of Sake with her almost everywhere, and when she drinks her personality changes drasticly from calm and laid back, to outgoing and even hostile on occasion, however she normally only drinks to quell the pain of a recent battle, rarely ever for pleasure.
Companion~
Shard has a small snake that generally lays curled up around her neck. Its silver scales lead most to believe that it's just a really odd necklace. When Shard was younger her father had given her the snake as a birthday gift, and she hasn't parted with the snake yet. She likes to call him (She at least assumes its a him) Kuja after no one in particular.

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~Name
Xavier
~Age
23
~Gender
Male
~Apperance
Xavier stands at 6'7" with a sort of muscular figure. His skin is tanned and clear. His hair is grey and appears to have a glow to it. The length of his hair is a rather normal, about the same height as most people he knows. His eyes are green as grass and shine brightly in the sunlight, a wonderful sight to see. He has one of the most wonderful smiles you could ever see in your entire life time.
~Abilities
Xavier has some control over the wind, mainly only which direction it blows and how strong the gust is. When angered, the wind picks up and becomes stronger than he can usually make it. He has only mastered the basics of the ability, considering he can probably do so much more than just change the direction and velocity of the wind. He wears leather gauntlets on his hands that improve his control over the wind, given to him by a travelling merchant. For a price of course, but so far it has been worth it. The gauntlets are soft with metal plating on the top palm part of the glove. His clothes carry some ability, but not much. They seem to give him more Stamina at moments when it is needed, and slightly improve the resistance.
~Weapons
Xavier carries a crossbow made out of very rare, expensive wood. It is easy to pull, but launches the arrow rather far. Xavier uses his ability to control wind to direct the arrow to the target if it goes off course. He uses different types of arrows; Explosive, poison or fire. Anything that would make killing the target much easier. For backup, he keeps a dagger in his left boot and a sword on the back of his waist. The sword from the top of the handle to the tip of the blade is 6'0" and is rather heavy. It was made using Rock, Irons and leather for the handle. Recently he had discovered a bow, very fine craftmanship, but at the moment, was more useless than his expensive bow. He keeps it with him at all times anyways, he considers it a good luck charm.
~Personality
He is a very ougoing person, usually talking to new people even if they would probably like to be left alone. He will not hold a grudge against something. He couldn't stay angry at someone to save his own life, it only shows how loveable of a person he is. He would reluctantly answer questions if he were asked, but if he didn't know the answer he would still try his best. He is a very good person, but when enraged he almost loses complete control.
~Companion
A wolf he recently found in the forest. He had almost killed the thing until it seemed to have looked right into his eyes. He froze in place as the calm creature walked right towards him. He put the bow away and looked into it's eyes. For about one minute he stay there staring at it. It was about a meter away and he got up to approach it. The creature was calm and safe. He sit there beside the wolf, rubbing it's head while thinking of a name. He decided to call him lull. The sudden decrease in wind, very calming.

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RP's I am Currently In:
Beings of Power

Name: Thomas Flint

Age: 36

Gender: Male

Apperance: Steel grey eyes, military hard cut facial features, Wiry, short, dirty blonde hair, Leather tan skin, 6 Ft 4 in, Well muscled, but lean as a piece of beef jerky. Tom is quite mortal looking, but this fellow has seen the depths of hell itself, a visible mark from the encounter branded on his face. He has a thin white scar travelling from just under the inside corner of his right eye to a point above the corner of his jaw. Tom has slight 5 o' clock shadow, but oddly clean, though still off-white teeth. He wears hard leather cowboy boots, bluejeans with leather chaps, a black, widecollared undershirt, a brown trenchcoat, a black snakeskin belt with loops sewn into it for extra bullets, which are always stocked with extra brass, a silver belt buckle with a crucifix on it, a metal rosary around his neck, a pair of black, fingerless leather gloves with studs on the knuckles, a black, widebrimmed hat with fangs sewn into the hat band, a red bandana tied around his head with the knot in the back.

Abilities: Tom can alter gravity like one molds clay. Any person he touches he can make lighter or heavier at will, he can create temporary points in the world around him of greater gravity than the planet, giving him the ability to make things float. He has a much more reduced effect on things that are already magically augmented, and he cannot make himself or others fully 'float', 'fly', or otherwise.

Weapons: Tom carries a pair of Colt .44 revolvers in leather crossdraw holsters whose straps cross on his chest, and a Spaz 12 shotgun slung across his back. He is always carrying a winchester .22 lever action rifle around, but never seems to have ammo for it when he needs it. As a contingency plan, he carries a foot long bowie hunting knife in a sheath strapped to his thigh. Tom is a deadly gunman, but can hold his own in close combat, using only his knife.

Personality:Tom is quiet and thoughtful most times, but when he speaks, his gravelly voice says nothing but the straight, honest truth. He was just a cowboy in the wild west of the united states, but camping out in a ghost town turned his world upside down. Long story short and a duel with the devil later, Tom found himself in a whole other plane of existence. Still mentally rooted in his rock solid, down to earth mind, Tom knows that, god willing, he'll get home some day. Tom is tough as nails and will risk his life for his friends, but show cowardice or weakness in front of him and he'll throw you to the dogs.

Companion: Tom HAD a horse, heaven knows where it is now...

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I make all my own pics... 'cept my profile pic... (( <.< I will edit it soon...))

Name: Janus Eternus
Age: 12
Gender: Male
Appearance : Janus is an even four feet tall with long straight white hair that went down to the middle of his back. He has oddly pale skin and wears long, dark purple robes with a blue undershirt. The robes look several sizes too large for him and the sleeves are long and larger than normal. The purple robes cover his entire frame and drag along the ground, though they don’t ever seem to become dirty. His ears are slightly pointed and he has silver moon earrings that hand down slightly on silver chain that connects to his ear.

Abilities: Janus is able to manipulate shadows and darkness and can solidify them into actual objects. During the night, his power is elevated to extreme proportions, unfortunately he is so young that unless under constant nagging, he will usually fall asleep around sundown. He also has a minor ability to cause illusions that will grow stronger as the story continues. Both of his abilities depend heavily upon both his mood and level of concentration.

Weapons: Janus has a set of ranging sizes of knives hidden beneath his robes for emergencies, but Janus usually protects himself via his shadowmancing, creating a variety of weapons and objects. He is, however, very untrained with any weapon to speak of.

Personality: Janus is quiet and ominous to those he doesn’t know, but upon learning about someone, he opens himself up to reveal a static, bipolar child that rarely concentrates on anything for too long, a major problem as his power relies heavily upon these things.

Companion: Janus has a thin, black cat that he has had ever since he was born. Since leaving his home he has been able to teach his cat tricks, and can even use his shadow powers to enlarge its size to nearly a tiger so as to protect him should it be required.

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*Azuriel had been sitting at the bar for hours, waiting patiently for any takers. Anyone who has wandered into the mountains were sai to have never returned. Special people were needed for this task. Azuriel himself was a well trained Water Ele. Using his power mostly to protect people whorequired it, as well as using it to stay in tune with nature. No matter the power, Azuriel would accept any help.*

You don't really think anyone is crazy enough to fight that thing do you, Azuriel?

*He looks up to the bar tender, revealing a slight smirk.*

If I'm so called "crazy" enough to do it, surely there are others out there. Besides, it's not about being crazy. For some it's for money, others do it to test their limits.
For me, well...

*He brings the cold cup of water to his mouth, finishing it off quickly.*

I just want that treasure.

Understandable, but Azuriel! You never mentioned what protects that treasure. Will you lead a party into the mountains without telling them.

*Looking at the wall, Azuriel sighs at the sight of people walking by without glancing at his bulletin.*

My dear friend, that is why I asked for "Special people." I'll take another glass, please.

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Contra Fates rocks my world =)


Dyllon Kaiser(ME) Kill count~6
His GF Quetzalcoatl Kill count~ 15 and a really big tank.

Shard had been at the bar all day...sitting at her table in the corner with her sake. She had watched Azuriel enter and pin up his sign. On her way to retrieve some more Sake from the bar she had glanced at it....

Special People? Rare treasure.... She thought, as she stepped back to her table. I am special....Or at least thats what some people would call me. Shard had her blonde hair hidden underneith a black hooded cape that fell to the floor. She found that it made most people believe her to be a guy, and in times like this people would only take you seriously if you lacked breasts.

The blonde took another drink of Sake, gulping it down she sighed. Now was as good a time as any to get done the original reason she was in this bar.

Standing up she made her way over to the bar, a gloved hand drawing a small knife from one of her pockets. There was a man sitting there who had been for the past hour, chatting animatedly with those around him and swinging a large mug of ale in one hand. Walking behind him Shard quickly inserted her small knife between his ribs, and into his lung. Before the man had even realized he had been stabbed, she had removed the blade and continued walking, moving to sit next to Azuriel.

"You say you are looking for a treasure?" She asked Azuriel in a low voice, in order to keep up the facade that she were a man.

The guy at the bar suddenly collapsed onto the counter gasping for breath, his ale spilling all over the counter, and those he was talking to began to move slowly away from him like he was diseased.

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*Azuriel looks over, squinting at a figure who had been approaching. He notices a sudden change in the atmosphere, like the balance of some rather spirit, or soul, were altered. Moments later a character had seated themselves next to him, speaking in what seemed to be a horrible impression of a rough male.*

I am, but more importantly, a party to accompany me as I do.

*He squints his eyes, studying the face of this un-familiar face. The long golden brown hair had been longer than any style he has seen. The eyes, were a shade almost as bright as Azuriels himself. The one thing that through him off most was the petite, lean frame of this character. His eyes return to normal, turning his head to sip his water. He puts the glass down, nodding for another glass.*

You can drop the act Miss. Your not fooling anyone with that God-awful voice and, no offense, your frail looking body.

*Receiving his glass of water, Azuriel spins very slightly, turning to face the girl. His right elbow glides across the counter-top, coming to a halt. His left hand is planted at the side, Azuriel now assuming a statuesque poise. He locks glares with the female, choosing his words before he speaks.*

Surely if you noticed the treasure, you noticed I need Special people. Tell me Miss, what makes you so special as to whether or not I could use, nay... allow, you to accompany me?

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Contra Fates rocks my world =)


Dyllon Kaiser(ME) Kill count~6
His GF Quetzalcoatl Kill count~ 15 and a really big tank.

Shard's narrowed, and She dropped the voice. Admitadly she had never attempted to speak as a male before. She pulled the cloak over herself further in attempts to cover her petite frame.

"Well first if you do not Mind, where as you may be able to see through my guise, most do not, and I would like it to remain so. Lest you have lived the entirity of your life in the depths of a cave you will have noticed few to none take wemon seriously."

Her eyes met his, noteing they were almost like hers...and there was something soothing about his pale complection that she just could not place.

"What makes me...special as you say, is hard to explain with words." Shard reached across the bar and pulled one of the un-lit candles closer to her.

She pulled off one of her gloves, and brought her hand to her mouth, pricking her thumb on one of her teeth. Holding her hand out infront of her to make sure he could see a small droplet of blood form, before she pinched the wick of the candle with her bloodied thumb and forefinger. As she withdrew her hand, the candle sparked to life, a long pale orange flame rising from the wick.

"Any more I can not demonstrait whilest in such a populated area, surely you can understand." She noted that in his cup there was only water...who goes to a bar and drinks only water? She thought, remembering the couple bottles of Sake she had gone through that day.

The guy down the bar behind them had died, and the bartender was currently having some people remove the body.

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