Imagined World - Allaria - Character Deposit

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This is where the character sheets for Allaria will be deposited for ease of finding. You CAN post in the OOC for review, but the finished copy should be deposited here.

NPCs shall be placed here as well.

Information About Characters

You may only use the characters listed in this as playable races. I want this to be classical, and classical, imo, doesn't include an assload of user created things.

There are gods, but you can choose not to believe in them, as long as you have a good reason to be with the group.

Magic is unlimited(Except for space/time, reality, dimension, etc., etc), for instance, as you will see shortly, you can manipulate strings.

Technology is limited to medieval things, crossbows included.

Quote:

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Name:

Age:

Race: Human, Minotaur, something different?

Class: Warrior? Mage? Archer? Baker? Hunter? Etc., etc.

God:

Appearance: Description and/or Picture

Personality:

Spirit Animal: A animal/creature representation of your spirit, a spiritual guide if you will.

Spirit World:

Equipment:

Skills: Up to two. A major, and a minor.

Magic:

Strength:

Weakness:

History:

Dialogue Color: A variety of colors

Post Sample: (Can be a link, or a freshly written piece)

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Interest Shown:

Grif of Hearts - Mirya Es-Droka

Aristocrap - Caderyn Gold-Mane

Zeph - Raen'aufein Desprret

TeddyBareHead - Jarod

MDK - Landon /Tristan / Movius

ReonenMiruel - Fairst Irig Steird / Aliciana Eckhart

TuttiFrutti - Emeris

killerclover - Kiara

Asperser - Ariana

Lyzan - Zyk Lar'nak

A Dusty Man - Repzik

Catharyn - Anastasiya Aliyev

Dag n the Kitz - Shiara

JudeMcMayhem - Valken

mbl - Damian Murthull / Charr / Diana Ke'lar / Bak'kar the Baker

Punishment - Neduit Rilynatlar

Aydan - Katri Adria Tenaebra

Foxes - Kayless Vanari

Vanquished - Sabdrin Arabduis

Apocrypha - Aldric

Guru - Anark Orinstyr

Janjarani - Ragnar Silverthorn

Mbl - Charr / Diana Ke'lar

Nem - Jonathan Quiggley

Dorian - Aaensin “Sin” Mardizo / Vargussel “Varg” Laud

MelonHead - Forsoff / Torn

BlkDmnd - Markith

Skallagrim - Eryx Baird / Jashta

GrievousKhan - Diēscogito Khan / Princess Zirena "Zackary" Khan

Dark Matter - Veldrin

Faen - Ariendi

2plus2 - Penn Mercury

Wisdom - An'alan Faerelven

Fiks - Pyvarax Xangafen

BlueDiamond - Mayriina (Rilynett)

Oasis - Effie

DukeofDarkness - Allendro Lorn

Emptied - Alano Distuuro

Catherine - Kianan

Pree - Fionúir Mac

Wulfe - Oberon de Bordeaux

Krinos Solstice - Krinos Solstice

Uffizi - Gorgo Ebonbeard

No Sheet:

Agta
Desperado
Deathblade
8
IronRuler
LComics
Wind
Heroguy
Zed
Orangebox
Radius
Hank
WarOf1812
Aweena
Inversed
Mbl
Ruby
mdk
Zed

NPC:

Adrianne Sardwyne
Alchviem Falden
Baldun
Borus Clay
Damian Murthull
Edan-Es Olrig
Fananatu
Genzo Mallku
Illyria Francene de l'église
Ivan Angiel Suvorov
Jarod
Jean-François Eclerc-LaSalle
Johic Abbar
Kal'meer Brakarum (Commodore Brooks)
Kayless Vanari
Lilianne Sarvnaz
Mars Murthull
Sarahix
Stephan
Tiberius Salazar
Ovval Kilkak
Vairoz
William Adolphe Homer

Races:

Human:

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Tall, strong, quick. Often wearing light armor, or heavy armor. Intelligent, able to become skilled in many weapons, including swords and bows, as well as all magic. The most compatible for a large selection of skills. The drawback, is they are only average in all skills, which lends to their ability to learn most things all around. Thus, growing in one, means leaving others behind to be picked up later.

Surface Elves:

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Standing at or around 5'11, they have gold tinted skin, pointed ears, and slightly almond shaped eyes. Generally always with blue to green eyes the Elves are forest dwellers. With intellect beyond that of most other races. Quite commonly in Light armor, if any. Their defenses are small, and they are incapable of learning Dark Arts, mostly.

Drow:

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Around 5’7”, lean, quick. Mostly wears light armor, for mobility. Fond of the Darker areas; as it reminds them of the underdark. Highly intelligent, Drow are the best spell caster when it comes to the power of a spell. Feared for the power of their spells, though they are often slower in casting than their Surface-bound cousins. They suffer from the same lack of defense, as the Surface elves as well.

Dwarves:

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Short, and stocky. Wears heavy armor. Excellent night vision, and somewhat exceptional daylight vision. Proficient in navigating mazes, and caves. This race is quite powerful, their stout size allows for their muscles to be bound tighter together, making for harder blows and increased endurance. However, what they have in power and endurance, they lack in speed and agility; as well, many of them do not have an affinity for magic, but make up for it in their ability to build things in half the time it would take another race. There is the extremely rare dwarves mage.

Dragoniods:

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This race is a rarity in of itself; being picked off by the Minotaur, due to their mutual distrust of each other. Capable of gliding several seconds, but not capable of extended flight. While smart in terms of the environment and battle tactics, they are quite dense in other areas, and lack speed a bit. This is made up by their strength and defense, the latter of which doesn’t hold up to a Dwarf’s. They are proficient in Magic, but not nearly as much as a human. They have their own language:

(language)

Greetings
Hello = Zec
Goodbye = Bica

Verbs/Actions
Kill = Slay
Laugh = Zah - Zah Zah
Steal/Take/Loot = Sorra
Give = Sel'a
Understand/Will = Skas
Talk/Speak/Say = Zu
Attack = Atak
Walk = Trikle
Run = Zen
Ride = Zid’ez
Hide = Hyd
Stop = Stup
Hold = Helz
Resurrect = Fez
Bleed = Sleaz
Trap = Trek
Sleep = Nis
Burn = Ember’z
Capture = Seper
Take/Loot = Sorra
Trade = Trez’d
Died = Kack’d
Come = Kume
Go = Gui
Went = Sezt
Leave = Levz
Stealth = Stel’ez
Fight = Fitez
War = Werz
Thanks = Ka
Cast = Cezt

Pronouns
I = Ey
Me = Mez
We = Ve
You = Yez
Your = Yerz
Them = Zem
It = Et
Where = Vher
For = Fur
What = Vat
Is/Are = Ish

Nouns
Gold = Brass
Noob = Nebish
Water = Zets
Meat = Wuf
Regents = Regu
Dead/Die = Kack
Potion = Nuo'z
Quest = Vor'k
Warcry = Kaka
Resurrection = Fe'rez
Bandage = Bandiez
Monster = Mo'tar
Animals = Keish
Blood = Sliez
Item = Itemz
Runes = Stunz
Home = Huatl
Swamp = Kudra
Guildstone = Lizistun
Yes = Ys
No = Ns
Magic = Trix
Cave/Dungeon = Cev
Lord = Lurd
Sky = Szi
Fire = Bernz
Poison = Niax
Fort = Furt
Cove fort = Tlax
Forest = Lustria

Descriptive Words
Many = Menzi
Good/Great = Gud
Bad = Baad
Cold/Ice = Celdz
Big = Bez
Small = Zini
Ugly = Uzli
Shiny = Shinz
Nice = Niz
Hot = Hetz
Dark = Dez
Light = Lez
Stupid = Stepiz

Numbers
One = Un
Two = Tue
Three = Tri
Four = Fur
Five = Figi
Six = Dat
Seven = Sibi
Eight = Euat
Nine = nuin
Ten = Tan
Hundred = X
" example " unx = 100
nuin'dat = 96

Weapons
Sword weapon = Kuc
Swordsman = Kuc'sh
Macing weapon = Tok
Macer = Tok'sh
Bow weapon = Taf
Archer = Taf'sh
Fencing weapon = Stek
Fencer = Stek'sh
Axe weapon = Sor
Axer = Sor'sh
Magic = Trix --- Shame = Trix
Mage = Trix'sh

War Commands
Attack = Atak
Stop = Stup
Hold = Helz
Resurrect = Fez
Burn = Ember’z
Capture = Seper
Cast = Cezt
Died = Kack’d
Come = Kume
Go = Gui
Trap = Trek
Bola = Repez
Ride = Zid’ez
Stealth = Stel’ez
Fight = Fitez
Walk = Trikle
Run = Zen
Bandage = Bandiez
Heal spell = Trix bandiez
Chase = Zaze
Stay = Stey
Guard = Gerzd
Throw potion = Nuo'z
Cure = Cerz niax
Poison = Niax

Race/People
Slave = Slev
Orc = Urk
Pirate = Sa'p
Savage = Suivui
Lizards = Lizi
Humans = Humz --- Despise = Humz
Undead = Zmelies --- Deciet = Zmelies
Vampire = Fengz
Elves = Bez’erz
Staff Members = Szi gudz
Dwarf = Cev gudz (Cave members)

Monsters/Animals
Horse = Hoofz
Llama = Aza
Beatle = Bugz
Dragons = Drezens
Spiders = Menzi legz (Many legs) --- Wrong = Menzi'legz
Demons = Dezems --- Enemy = Dezems
Elementals = Trix mo’tar (Mage Monster)
Insects = Stienz
Reptiles = Celdz sliez (Cold Blood)
Giants = Bez’stepiz

Others
Moonglow = Murun
Fire = Bernz

New
with/and = 'th (eg. Hoofz'th bugz = Horse and/with bugs.)
Loyalty = Gud'Kuc'sh (Good Swordsman) --- Knight = Gud'Kuc'sh
Question = Stepiz'Slev (Stupid Slave)

The Dragonoids prefers not to express words that are apparent from the context or the choice of expression. Below are some of the words that they hardly need to say for their kind to understand.
to
on
in
the
so
can

Yez kume'th stey gerzd cev menzi dezems = You come & stay guard cave many demon. (Word by word translation. But to the Dragonoid, they would interprate it as; "You can come in and stay but guard the cave from the enemies." or "You come in and stay here but watch out for the enemies." They rely on the tone and the body language of the speaker to determine just what or which statement he/she was referring to. For that statement could also mean, "You come in and stay so guard the cave of many demon."

Minotaur:

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These are the powerhouses, good speed and strength, and their bull half is quite sturdy and strong enough to carry at most 3 good-sized humans. However, their agility is limited and they are quite apt to having a temper. In terms of magic, they are suited for casting magics on themselves, and their weapons, than for casting magic against other people; this however, is not uncommon. Their fur is commonly brown, gray, or black, but other colors are not uncommon. They tend to live around the Mountain of Sorrow, at the base of it.

Wolfen:

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Tall, naturally large frames, typically in excellent physical condition due to adept living in harsh conditions. Primarily a weaponless race, their claws and teeth and hides filling the role other races reserve for an armory, though there are notable exceptions throughout Wolfen history, both heroes and villains. Wolfen society is made up of small packs, which are part of the singular Tribe. Historically the Tribe is reclusive, even compared to the wild creatures among which they traditionally live -- so until the most recent decades, most city folk did not truly even believe in their existence - though woodsmen have seen and sometimes fallen victim to Wolfen hunters and traps for generations. Wolfen people are solemn and reserved, but in battle they are known to be terrifyingly fierce. Their magic is rooted in nature, and their unique spirituality rejects the authority of other races' gods.

Goblins:

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Marginally smaller than dwarves, in both stature and bulk. Goblins are lightfooted and they excell at camouflage. Wears light armor. They are forest dwellers next to Surface Elves, though shunned by them because of their strange rites and beliefs. Warriors of this folk favour vicious spears and blowpipes. Magic mainly consists of a volatile mixture of shamanic totem worship and invoking help from their deceased forefathers. Potent poisons and obscure curses are their weapons. When those fail a cavalry charge follows; imagine a horde of goblins riding on warthogs coming at you.

Tengu:

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An evolved form of the birds, the Tengu are agile and cunning. They see themselves as better than the other races, believing themselves to be closer to the gods - being closer to the sky. Tengu can not fly freely, but can hover through winds, much like kites. They are not physically strong, and their light bones are quite brittle, meaning Tengu will generally avoid direct confrontations.

Gods:
These are always NPC, and will only serve to bend the PCs in a certain direction. Unless a person prays to that God, specifically, they won’t see them if they show up. It is not necessary to believe in any God.

Michael:

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The primary Human God; often appearing in a pristine set of armor. Those who pray to him often begets the worshipper more in the way of strength, battle prowess, and magical proficiency.

El’I:

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The God of the Surface Elves; brother to the merciless God, Lloth. His teachings lend towards the way of good magic and how it affects the world we live in. Elves pray to him for guidance of their magic and protection of their home. El’i often grants a speed boost when it comes to spell casting.

Lloth:

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The Black Goddess of the Drow. Most respect, fear, and love this Goddess, despite her tendency to be the harshest of the Gods. Drow pray to her and have recorded a boost to the strength of their spells.

Asclepius:

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The Son of Apollo and mortal Coronis. Asclepius acquired the knowledge of surgery, the use of drugs, love potions and incantations from Chiron. With these gifts Asclepius exceeded the fringes of human knowledge. However, he offended the great god Zeus by accepting money in exchange for raising the dead. In the eyes of Zeus, Asclepius' action upset the natural order of the universe - a mere mortal helping man evade death. With one swift action, the great Zeus sent down a thunderbolt killing Asclepius. Realizing the good Asclepius had brought to man, the great Zeus made him into a god, placing him among the stars.

Abbathor:

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The strong God of the Dwarves. Little is known about him, as most records show him constantly hammering away at his anvil; attempting to build a weapon, or material that outstrips anything before it. Dwarves have said that his blessings come in the form of better buildings and strength, something they value greatly. To his mages, though rare, he grants the slight skill of deciphering a spell after seeing it; though they are not able to use the spell, they can tell whenever it is used thereafter.

Ouroboros:

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The God of the Dragonoids, and several snake-lizard-Dragon races in the world of Allaria. His true form is rarely seen, as it is often the form of the person he is appearing before. His mind state is psychotic at best, and his blessing give a boost to battle prowess, at the cost of a portion of sanity for a few turns.

Sargas:

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The God of the Minotaur, a warrior rivaling that of Michael. Adorned in naught, his hide and skin are said to be the hardest a being can attain. Always carrying a mighty axe, said to be made by Abbathor. Strength and Defense are his blessings; plus a boost to the magical additions to the weapons of the Minotaur.

Movius:

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Son of Loki and Giantess Angrboda was chained by the Norse gods. In a prophecy it is believed that he would help bring to pass the apocalypse and kill Odin himself. Since then he has been held captive in heaven bound by a magical chain forged by dwarven smiths of old, particularly the Dwarven God, Abbathor. He does not desire peace with the Gods. The only thing that he thirsts for is the blood of his captures. During the time spent in chains he has begun to send tendrils of his power to a chosen few Wolfen that can still hear him. He can grant to them a greater size, strength, and the cunning seemingly lost to wolf kind a millennium gone past. Those that take upon his mark, a tattoo that ranges throughout their fur will seek out his resting place, wishing to remove the sword between his teeth that keeps him from breaking his bonds. They will do whatever is necessary to accomplish this task.

Goblin Beliefs:

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Goblins believe in reincarnation. They think goblinhood is the starting point of the voyage to enlightment. When a goblin dies it's spirit gets reborn in an animal. That's why totems - spirit animals - and the spirits of their forefathers are considered equal and worth worshipping. Both have ascended beyond the normal goblin and deserve tribute.

Their believe and worship of the local fauna clashes with the elves feelings towards nature in general. It however doesn't mean they don't eat meat, on the contrary, they are pure carnivores. After all with every animal they kill they help the spirits move up the ladder. Usually they employ lengthy and disturbing rituals after the kill, thanking the spirit for it's sacrifice and sending it on it's way.

Yin and Yang

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These gods, worshipped by the Tengu, can manifest in any shape, and quite often manifest as a single entity. They are keepers of balance in the world. Since the Tengu worship these dieties, they will often think of themselves as protectors of balance.

Permenant-Main PC

Name: Jarod, soul healer, exorcist in training.
Age: 22
Race: Human
Class: Healer(Soul Healer)
Sub Class: Alchemist
God: Asclepius

Blue Adder

The Blue Adder was sent to Jarod specificly. Usually spirit animals will find their way to a being that is born with the ability to commune with them. While Jarod was born with the ability to precieve these beings Asclepius held back the animal until he felt Jarod was ready. The Adder is an animal of intellect. It is imbued with rejuvination and the knowledge of all healing, regulated by Asclepius. He is charged with keeping Jarod on the right path, as well as ferrying messages from Asclepius to Jarod.

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Spirit World: Representation of Mount Olympus. All Greek gods are in attendence at one time or another. Representation meaning that it is toned down for Jarod to see. If he saw the gods in their real visage he would be destroyed. If ever there he will most likely only interact with Asclepius and Asclepius's Immideate family such as Apollo, and his sister Artemis.

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Jarod is gawky and frail looking. He stands six feet three inches off the ground. He weighs a hundred and sixty pounds. His hair is long and platinum blond. His eyes are sharp blue. He wears pure white robes, they display a sort of purity. He is never seen without his Rod of Asclepius, a small stave carved from an Elder tree, with a snake notably curled around the wood.

Jarod sees the world in black and white. Wrong or right with no shades of gray. This belief extends to his magic. He cannot heal someone he believes is guilty of evil acts. Jarod believes strongly in doing what is right. He sometimes acts impulsively. He is headstrong and sure of himself when he believes he is doing the right thing. Jarod ultimately wants there to be harmony throughout the land. He works to that end.

Strength: Jarod is strong in Soul to Soul contact. His soul replenishes at a high rate, allowing him to work more healing magic. He is very Intelligent, and has a quick mind allowing him to learn quickly. Because of the long walks through the forest Jarod has strengthened his legs and increased his stamina for moving for long periods of time.

Weakness: After soul healing he must rest of he will pass out from the strain. He has trouble befriending people that have personalities that clash with his own. As he is driven to choose the right path, others that don’t, anger him. Despite his increased stamina Jarod has weak physical strength. He cannot fight Physically. Jarod has mild allergies that he maintains with his knowledge of herb lore. The most difficult to manage is his reactions to dogs.

Jarod was born to a noble house. His father was in line to have a seat on the council. His mother was a sweet young woman. Despite her beauty she was frail and prone to sickness. Jarod’s first four years were simple ones. His mother doted on him, and his father planned his son’s political future. On his fourth birthday Jarod was asleep, his head in his mother’s lap. She was approached by a man clothed in a white robe. There was a blue stole with several silver stars pinned to each end. He was at the head of the order of healers.

Jarod was unaware at the time, but his soul had been wandering. The old man had felt a strong pulse of energy upon passing by the house. This was how wizards, mages, witches, magicians, healers, and warlocks were chosen by the university. A child would unknowingly send out a piece of his or her soul. Jarod was conscripted to the university on his birthday.

Jarod grew up at the University. Despite his father’s connections, at the time a University was allowed to Conscript anyone with magical talent. Once they are brought within the fold who they were before was gone. Once Jarod could understand his talent he was taken in by a specialized instructor. He began to heal ailments of the mind, and soul. He would use the power of his own soul to wash over another’s. It’s warmth would bathe the other in pure energy. During this exchange Jarod takes upon himself their pain and suffering. At the end they are left with a pure soul and clean mind. There must be physical contact for Jarod to perform this.

Jarod began this training curing small emotional problems at first, before moving onto increasingly strong issues of the mind and soul. The more emotional trauma, the more of his soul he has to use to heal theirs, and the longer he must rest afterwards. As his soul replenishes he is able to fight off the strain of the alien emotion and stress.

Young Jarod had learned his real father had become a corrupt political figure and was glad he had been taken from home. He pushed into his studies harder than ever.

Jarod found that actually healing physical wounds with his soul took an even greater toll on his strength. He decided that he would find more practical ways to treat those injuries. The university instructors looked down on every attempt he made to learn these ways. Jarod heard rumors of a hermit in the local wood. He spent a year searching for the teacher. At first the long walks into the forest were hard on Jarod. He often would return to the university dormitories leaning heavily on the rod he always carried. Jarod found, not a man, but an elf.The elf had a long gray beard. As it turns out, this half elven man lived a solitary life on the outskirts of civilization. The elf refused to teach him at first.

Jarod had the feeling he shouldn’t give up on the old man. He would continue walking out to the old mans hut and wait for him to come out. He would watch the old man look at him as he sat outside waiting. Several months of this passed by. The walks into the forest began to grow easier for Jarod. In the university the instructors do only nurture the mind, letting the strengthening of the body fall behind in priorities. Jarod didn’t know this, but the journey back and forth into the forest was increasing his body’s stamina. Finally after the walk into the forest did not leave Jarod breathless, the elf came out to him. He placed his hand on Jarod’s chest. Jarod felt a warth emenate from the man’s hand. He felt the man touch his soul, the same way he would touch someone else’s.

Jarod’s heart was pure, and that is the reason the elf man decided to teach him. Later on, Jarod would say that the walking through the forest had been the easy part of his training with the elf. He was made to pick herbs for hours. He picked up a great deal of elvish during his lessons with the half elf. Everything was learned in both tongues. While it was hard for Jarod to speak the language fluently he could listen and make out what the elf was saying after a long time. He learned how to set bones, and stitch wounds back together.

He was made to copy notes into a plain white leather-bound tome. He learned about the anatomy of humans, and similarities they have to elves. Finally he was taught the basics of alchemy. He learned to make salves, and potions. Drafts that eased coughs.

One thing that Jarod noticed was a small marble figurine. It was one of the only items he had seen that wasn’t crafted from the forest. After much persuasion he was taught of Asclepius, the god in which the likeness was carved. Jarod begged Elwe, his new teacher for practical healing, for stories of the god, and after many lessons and stories, Jarod pledged himself to Asclepius. He began to pray silently to the god before each new soul healing lesson, as well as before he set a broken bone in the lower town. He always asked for Asclepius to guide his hand and heart as he healed the sick. With the help of Elwe, he carved himself a replica of the statue’s stave. He found a rod of Elderwood near the Hermit’s home and they carved the likeness of the snake twirling around the wooden staff. It was long and sturdy.

In a dream Jarod asked Asclepius to imbue the staff. Because Jarod’s faith was so great Asclepius sent down a blue adder. In his dream the adder took the place of the wooden carved snake. Instead of remaining still the snake would slither around the wood and over his hand. It felt warm and comforting to Jarod. With the rod in his hand he felt his soul recovering it’s lost strength a little faster than normal. When Jarod awoke he was stunned to find that the snake on the staff, while unmoving was slightly tinted blue, and the feeling of rejuvenation was still there.

As the time neared for Jarod to don the white robe of the Initiate he finished his training with the old hermit. At age twenty-two He had learned everything he needed to know to become an Initiate Physician. This meant that while he was at the very bottom of the ladder in terms of power and knowledge, he could treat patients of his own. By now he could run the whole way to the halfelven’s hut without breathing hard. After he took upon himself the white robes he made the journey to Elwe’s home. It was empty. No trace of the elf was left for Jarod.

• Stave of Asclepius

- Has slight rejuvenation properties that will grow stronger with his soul as he becomes closer with his Spirit animal.

• Dagger
• Needle
• Spare Robe
• Identification Stoll
• Thin cotton thread
• Rough laboratory devices
• Tome of Anatomy
• Water and food rations

• Mending wounds

Jarod has learned how to set broken bones, and dislocated limbs. He can treat cuts and gashes with needle and thread. He often treats the poor for free. He makes money when recruited to heal noble men and women whom he charges a fee.

• Alchemy

Jarod uses alchemy, not to pursue immortality, or for the philosophers stone, but to make advances in medicine. He can create weak potions, and salves that have healing qualities, but to do this he needs time and concentration.

• Soul Healing

Jarod has the talent for touching someone else’s soul with his own. While it is possible for him to heal someone with physical wounds with his soul his true strength is healing aliments of the mind and heart. He would use the power of his own soul to wash over another’s. It’s warmth would bathe the other in pure energy. During this exchange Jarod takes upon himself their pain and suffering. At the end they are left with a pure soul and clean mind. There must be physical contact for Jarod to perform this.

As Jarod rests after a soul healing he is sieged with the pain and suffering that was removed from the other person. This pain does not let up until his full strength is recovered, burning away the alien feelings.

Name: Johic

Age: 23

Race: Human

Class: Mage(Strings and Runes)
Sub Class: Hunter

God: Michael.

Appearance: Johic is a lithe little man, standing no more than 5'8 and weighing no more than 130 pounds, soaking wet. His body is remarkably flexible to the point, where, it can make bends that would otherwise be considered inhuman, or close to it. His brown hair stretches before to just above his spine, and his matching eyes constantly seem to be searching for something that can't readily be seen. His attire consists of a simple tunic and a sleeveless vest over it; a pair of gloves cover his hands, and a pair of stitched pants hide his lower. There always seems to be a rope draped over his shoulders, but seems to hold no special purpose there other than add 'decoration' to his outfit. An odd tattoo is drawn on either shoulder, some type of runic shape, but may have been done to symbolize the importance of magic to him.

Personality: Johic is a very hyperactive spellcaster. His smile almost never leaves, and he is quick to approach strangers and attempt to make friends with them; using his mastery over strings to perform varying acts. Under this exterior however, resides no leadership capabilities at all. When placed in a position to make an important choice, if it effects others then he freezes up and breaks into a cold sweat. As well, when entering into a new shop, he commonly inquires about something odd; their 'string collection', becoming quite disheartened upon finding out they don't have any(Either on display, for sale, or at all). In battle he is rather tactical when given enough time to prepare.

Spirit Animal: A silkworm

Equipment:
- Rope
- Small bits of food and water
- A small dagger, used for defending himself until he can properly escape
- Spell book; Manifesto of Runes

Skills:
-Trapper: Using his ability over magic, he has coupled it with the art of hunting. Making intricate traps around a select area, he can capture most types of enemies or animals with a line, or multiple lines, of razor sharp magical string. He is to be considered, in any battle situation, a stealthy fighter, at best. Having to live off the land for as long as he did, has made this an inportant skill.

-Hunter: Having no money to purchase food with, he has come to terms with the fact he has to catch his own. Therefore, he has learned to track animals like an experienced hunter should be able too. By their tracks, markings, habitat, and even their dung. He can track any animal for up to half a day, if he loses their 'trail' then he cannot recapture it.

Magic:

String Theory: This magic manipulates his soul in a way that it forms strings; very thin, sharp, threads of strings. By tracing out a shape, he can effectively emulate that shape into the real thing. A sword, or another dagger. The real power that comes from String Theory, is displayed when given enough prep time. By connecting the string to multiple points, he can efffectively make alarm systems(Trigger when some passes through a 'ghost' wire, or trips a physical wire), or he can attach the strings and have them snap across an opponent to capture them, hold them, or slice through them.

String Runes: He is a minor in this. By manipulating his strings, he can create intricate runes that cast magic that is proportionate in power to the perfectness of the rune. If a rune is drawn hastily, only 10% perfect, and meant to cast fire, then it may only form a small fireball that would do nothing but singe clothing and maybe a few hairs. However, if the rune is 90% perfect, than the fire can cast for big damage. The drawback to this is, Johic is seemingly incapable of remembering the exact formation of the runes, just the bare essentials, therefore to cast a proper string rune spell, he must read his book(Mid-combat), to draw it from there; exposing him to danger, if not efficiently guarded.

Strength: His flexibility and ability to use this in conjunction with his strings. His happy-go-lucky nature and his attempts to make friends with anything with a pulse. He has some skill in hand to hand, and dagger wielding.

Weakness: His extreme lack of leadership qualities, and his inability to use 'String Runes' properly without a book. His defense is nothing to write home about. Also, his tendency to ask strangers about strings; it somes backfires and people get creeped out.

History: Negligible

Name: Eclava Oussrett(Chaos Omega - Heirs to the Void)
Alias: Chaos Omega, Void Executioner, Void Torturer

Age: 200

Race: Drow

Class: Chaos Executioner - This class is a fairly odd one; her methods employ mind, body, and spirit execution and torture. Using her charm, and body, she can lure even captives into a false state of security, before the torture and eventual execution begins.

God: Herself.

Appearance:

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/pictu...ictureid=23509

Personality:

Eclava's personality is best attributed to Chaotic Evil, to an extreme. She won't hesitate to execute anyone who disrespects her or even disagrees with her, though sometimes the latter is allowed to slip. Her dislike of the Drow's dependence on Lloth, has led her down a path of evil to the point her appearance[above] reflects this. White war paint. In fact all visible skin upon her is covered in the paint. She has somewhat of a soft spot for spiders, and people with spider spirits, and will go into a rage if one is trampled upon in her presence. It is said she plans to kill everyone who stands before her, to the point during their conversations, she is secretly plotting out weak points, attaching spiders, and finding ways to kill the person in question. Due to her dark aura, she has a type of black beauty that draws many men, and women, to her.

Spirit Animal: The Drow Goddess, Lloth, is known to have a Spider by her side at all times. As if to spit in the face of the Goddess, Eclava's spirit is that of Black Widow Spider- One favored by that of Lloth. Eclava has gained so much control of this particular spirit that it rarely ever ceases to be completely physical- giving her a moving throne. It's sheer size and appearance is enough to strike fear into those who see it.

Spirit World: A large spider-web; glistening with the shiny string and streaks of fresh blood.

Equipment:
- A whip fashioned with thorn points along the entire 20 foot length.
- Several vials of poison. Can be directly injected, or inhaled.

-- x3 that causes shock
-- x3 that causes the body to become paralyzed, yet can still feel pain.
-- x3 causes the person to tell the truth

- x1 Long Poled Axe - Primary function - Execution
- x1 Small Dagger

Skills:
-Execution - Her Major Skill; birthed in the darkest parts of the UnderDark, she grew up around the vile screams of those who had wronged the Drow Goddess, Lloth, or the heirarchy of the Drow Underworld. Instead of taking to the normal life-route of women of Drow, she followed in the footsteps of her father, Tsabdaz'yraen(Void Wanderer Heretic) Oussrett(Heir to the Void). He taught her the most evil of traits; Execution. She was taught the immediate kill-points, which she does not fancy, as well as the ways to execute a person via their mind or soul; whichever tickles her fancy. Her main style of execution, follows the Soul - Mind - Body method; the most heinous of the Execution Methods in Allaria. Her prowess in this skill is so great, that even in the icy tundras of Northern Allaria tell their offspring she is the Void Executioner, and if they are bad, she will come and kill them.

-Torturer - Her minor skill. Due to her birthplace, and her chosen path, she was also taught to torture her victims first, earning her the name 'Void Torturer'. She normally keeps several 'Transporters' with her, to make it easy to transport her tools for this trade. One stays with the object and one stays with Eclava. Being twins, they can send objects between each other, and at times, even themselves. Using these tools, she has effectively broken down strong willed men, and even stronger willed creatures via methods that, if revealed, would lend themselves to a long bloodbath, which would be effectively named 'Blood River.' Several of her victimes are still alive, still being tortured by her heinous inventions.

Magic:
- Shadows: What better magic for her, than the control of a Dark Material? Using Shadows she can encase her victims in a darkness that is sure to bring out their wildest fears. There are many other uses for her shadows.

-Poison: She is moderate at poison generation.

- Spiders: She can command spiders at will, any nearby spiders will immediately seek to attack targets or relay information to the woman.

Strength:
Her most direct strength is the fear she can instill in people at a glance, especially if they already know her history. Another strength is her innate knowledge of the human/elf/drawf/etc., etc Physiology, which goes hand in hand with her torturer nature and her execution knack. Her diplomatic skills are nothing to frown upon, both that and her infamy led her to the New Council, and her dominance over the majority of the hook. She also has all the normal strengths of a Drow, in terms of sight and hearing. Her lack of faith in Lloth, allows her to do more than the average Drow.

Weakness:
Her biggest weakness is her lack of defense; rather playing on her exceptional agility and speed to evade attacks, rather than take them all at once. To make up for this, two of her associates are skilled in barriers and defense, but are rather slow and weak. Another weakness of hers is her ultimate fear of dying. Without a belief, her soul is said to be subjugated to all the pain that it has inflicted in the Material World; for Eclava, that is her biggest fear. She actively searches for a way to extend her life indefinitely, often attributing to her violent mood. She also dislikes ice, abhors it even, so much so that she won't go to the Northern Tundras, without a damn good reason.

Name: Ovval Kilkak

Age: 80; relatively young in dwarf years.

Race: Dwarf

Class: Builder
Sub Class: Tunneler

God: Abbathor

Appearance:

http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/20...by_daarken.jpg

Ovval is like many other dwarves, short in both stature and temper. His body, strong from years of working deep within the mines of what the overall population calls the Mountains of Sorrow; to the Dwarves, it is known as the Mountain of Abbathor. Ovval's muscles are tightly packed, making his body more durable than that of most other races; rivaled only by the thick hide of the minotaur. Brown hair, is spiked up and cut into a mohawk fashion. In an attire worn by many in his trade, his four foot frame is clothed by an all brown attire, with varying tones of the hue. A peculiar tool lays across his shoulders, hanging down towards his waist. His face is covered in hair, wel, around his mouth and cheeks it is.

Personality: Kilkak has always been tempermental, even from birth. This has followed him all his life and has shown no signs of slowing down; if anything, it has grown into a controlled fury. Having no recount of making friends, without first having hated every fiber of his being, Kilkak is often called 'The Cynic' in dwarven language. He feels that friends, whom haven't proven themselves worthy are weaknesses and in the gritty business of tunnelling, weakness can mean death. However, his temper has been channeled, or rather ordered by High Dwarf Tsarf, to go into his affinity for tunneling. In this, his progress has been just a bit above average, and the payout has mimicked this trend.

Spirit Animal: Ox - A symbol of his strength and determination

Equipment:
- As stated, a peculiar weapon. Formerly a single sided axe and a hammer, Ovval found a piece of tempered leather and used it to connect the two. It is startlingly heavy and tires him out when used successively.
- Band that holds his hair.

Skills:
-Tunneler: His sense of direction is quite superb, even in the dark depths of the mountains. Making use of his weapon, he can burrow a nice tunnel in less time than any other race could; on a good day, he can make it a quarter way through the mountain on his own. However, since it tires him out a good day is rare.

-Builder: Being a builder, he is quite adept at making shelters on nights when he was into a 'Tunneling' Fervor, therefore, digging to far and needing a place to sleep for the night. Using a rock face, or even the ground, he can dig and make a nice sized place, if given enough time. Also, he is somewhat knowledgeable in the making of boats and the like and what materials are good building ones.

Magic:

None - Unless you count the fact he hasn't been killed yet due to his attitude an act of magic.

Strength: His strength is probably his greatest asset. It is a wonder he has yet to be drafted into the Dwarven Army; probably due to his temper. His endurance is no joke either, able to take punishing blows from things rivaling falling rocks and get up and pretend nothing happened; until he stops moving.

Weakness: His speed is an obvious hinderance, as it is to all dwarves. His stamina is nothing to brag about especially when he is making use of his connected tool. Also, when hit, he doesn't feel it; until he stops moving, it is then his pains creep up on him and take their toll. He has an immense disdain for human builders, especially; citing their work as inferior, which is often true.

History: Negligible

Bah, my formatting sucks.

Name: Uses "Landon" almost exclusively. Given name is Yulhefus, after a classic Wolfen folk hero.

Age: 36 (post-adolescent, young-adult)

Race: Wolfen

Class: Scholar

God: N/A. Holds some favor for Aesciplius, but one Wolfen truth he keeps is that he worships no one.

Appearance: Wolfen do not dress like the other races -- they typically wear little more than a loincloth, and then only around settlements so as not to embarrass the other peoples. Landon, by contrast, is covered almost head-to-toe in the foreigners' strange garments. To the average citizen of Allaria, he is dressed in the manner of a pilgrim -- light fabrics with plain patterns, linen pants, a sash for a belt, all the sort of loose fit one might see from a desert-dweller. And while Landon may look out of place to the average person, to another Wolfen he looks a total fool.

Personality: Landon pursues his own folly wholeheartedly. He has an acute interest in the history of Allaria, and of all its people -- with a keen nose for the significance of things that have been, and things that might be. He is addicted to the experience of learning -- which, incidentally, makes him something of an ass. He does his best not to eat meat, not so much out of distaste, but more as a slur against his own people, who once thought favorably of cannibalism.

Spirit Animal: Sand Spider -- a large but harmless creature that feeds almost entirely on cacti.

Spirit World: Steppe -- high plains and plateaus, showing their age in wind-swept patterns.

Equipment: Light Crossbow -- deadly enough, but small and light, and lacking the punch to really damage an armored opponent.

Spyglass -- collapsible, enough to fit in a front pocket. A useful keepsake from a sailing expedition.

Journal -- Landon doesn't keep track of his own life, but he chronicles events, locations, items, and people of significance. He writes and draws in equal measures, and does both rather well.

Travel/Survival Gear -- Landon is always moving about the world, and is GENERALLY prepared to pick up and move at a moment's notice, should a clue or rumor reach his ears. He brings the barest essentials, enough for only himself to survive a night or two -- and not very comfortably at that. His knowledge is of much greater value than his equipment.


Skills:
Survivalist -- not a woodsman or a wilderness dog by any stretch of the imagination, but Landon is a journeyed traveler. He knows how to pitch a tent, how to identify safe plants to eat, and is familiar with most races and cultures. In a given location, Landon can probably take care of himself -- so long as it doesn't come to fighting, of course.

Linguist -- He speaks many languages, including some that are long since dead. This extends to cultural practices as well -- so long as Landon can keep from showing his personality, he can usually avoid offending a host in most corners of the world.

Magic:
Subsistence. At the outset at least, the only skill he ever uses is a sort of Mystic blessing or prayer he places on vegetable meals, making them suitable nutrition for a Wolfen body. This could develop a lot of different ways, depending on how the story treats him -- either into Infusion skills, or fasting abilities, or 'enchantments' of some sort. Lots of options, not nailing down anything specific yet.

Strength: Intellect is his greatest strength. It doesn't make him a hit with the ladies.... or the fella's, for that matter...... but it gets him into all sorts of adventures, and out of a lot of problems.

Weakness: Landon's gone out of his way to forsake his own violent culture, and as a result is physically a shrimp. Comparatively, anyhow -- he's still a towering figure, but it's all bones and veggies in there, and not a whole lot of bicep mass, if you catch my drift. He's a few Strawberry Daquiris short of a dainty wallflower.

History: The Wolfen people have long been pariahs of the modern world, and only very recently -- within the last few generations -- have they begun to interact amicably with everybody else. Landon comes from a tribe inhabiting the woods around a Drow city, to which he traveled often. The tribe was good with the Drow, but lashed out violently against anybody else that happened by -- and Landon, who was too young to understand that part of the Wolfen culture, rebelled against it by running away with a band of travelers. He spent a few years doing something resembling an aimless wandering, during which he absorbed every ounce of history and culture he could get his hands on. He adopted an extremely mainstream view of Wolfen history -- which is to say, he came to appreciate their savagery and xenophobia much more than their proud traditions. After spending a long time reading books and seeking out the adventures described within, Landon is ready to have his own adventure, and leave his own chronicle for future generations....

I'll get a character sheet up in here soon or at least as soon as I possibly can.

Take your time, there is still no OOC.

I'll have mine up by tomorrow at some point, gotta get some sleep now o.o

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