(I apologize in advance for the wait. I had some things I needed to get out of the way before I even attempted getting on here xD)
Name: Josef Korkov
Who You Are: Archer
Weapons: Yew Bow (Black), Shortsword (Red), Arrows (Black).
Bio: Josef's life started when he was merely 9, due to his loss of memory until that time. To him it was like being in a prolonged sleep, only it lasted until he was nearly of age in his small town. Don't get it twisted, it's not like he hadn't asked the townsfolk, but he didn't particularly want to know. His apathetic attitude towards gaining the knowledge of his past was solely due to the answers that he was given whenever he gathered up the courage to dig into it. They all seemed to be lying, as if they were protecting him or someone else from some dark truth. This loss of memory remained..well...lost until the age of 12, shortly after his coming of age ceremony earlier that month when he was approached by a new face to the town, some wandering Archer that didn't seem to fit in anywhere. This Archer wielded a dark yew bow that was nearly half his size, followed by a quiver of arrows to match. Without taking the time to explain who he was or why he was there, the Archer grabbed the child and spoke softly as to keep the conversation private; "The time has come to leave this town and pursue your destiny, one that your parents could not follow. Do not question yourself, your family, or my reasoning. Your Mother would be proud, boy." and with that, was gone in the blink of an eye. He wondered why something was happening now, what the significance of it all was, and why it seemed like everyone else in the town was now treating him with an air of respect. He thought maybe it was because of the mysterious man, or because of the sign of power he now held in his inexperienced hands.
Over the years this respect faded away, however, and the boy melted back into the normalcy that hung over the town like a veil. As this went away, so did his thirst for answers. Now it seemed like the only thing he wanted to pursue was the honing of his combat skills, and the mysterious man that had left him with such a beautiful tool. Josef even took up a job as the local fletcher, which didn't turn out to be very lucrative as he was one of 6 men to use a bow in the immediate area. This is how he continued on in life until a small group of travelers appeared in the town's tavern, bragging about all the adventures they had embarked on, and all the ones they planned to accomplish in the future. Without a second thought, Josef found himself joining this group and offering up his skills as an Archer, Swordsman, and Strategist; Something he thought the travelers could use on their journey. Before long he was hiking out of town with his trusty bow, a quiver full of arrows, and a mysterious blade that hung at his side that looked as if it had been soaked in blood for almost a decade.
So, it's 22:34 for me right now. I need to figure out what timezone you people have so I can get on when you are.
Who You Are: Vampire
Weapons: Fangs, I suppose
Powers: Enhanced Speed, Enhanced Strength, Enhanced Smell, Ability to turn into a bat, Enhanced Healing (not like Wolverine mind you, though when he concentrates his energy he can be like that, but he will be weakened after), Extra Sensory Perception-Can somewhat sense the immediate future, such as if someone is going to jump him
Bio: Vladimir knows he had a life before he was a vampire, why else would he have woken up and had to dig his way out of a grave? He rose from the earth with a great thirst, instinct took over and he ran into a nearby forest and slaughtered a large deer. After his thirst was quenched the voice of what sounded to be a goddess spoke to him, and it said to await the day a man and a demon would come, and to join them when they did. Vladimir lived out his life in solitude, he spread rumors to the nearby town that a horrible creature lived in the woods. That kept most people out, though the odd traveler did pass by once in a while. Vlad scared them off so he did not hurt them without meaning to. Sometimes criminals would hide out in there, their hubris causing them to think they could defeat the creature. They were wrong, and Vlad got the occasional human meal, but mostly he fed on animals. After 50 long years the man and his wolf demon friend came passing through, and Vlad told them of his message. They looked at him as if he were crazy, maybe he was, but he assured them he would be a valuable asset to the team. So he joined them on their adventures, always wondering who had changed him, and who the voice was.
Other: Vladimir can go in sunlight, but he must have a heavy cloak over him to block him from direct rays. Direct exposure to sunlight will cause him to burn and die within minutes.
As to what you said Vlad (I swear I didn't steal your name, blame LoL :P) I believe I'm an hour ahead of you. It is currently 12:53am, or 00:53
I also apologize for the wait. Haven't been able to get to a computer for a couple days. I'll have my character sheet up by the end of the day. Sorry Again.
I'm in the Eastern Time zone.
I am too! Woooo Eastern Time Zone.
Name: Craig Stonefist
Appearance: Craig Stonefist is a man of average height and build, if a tad on the lean side. His hair is medium length, and falls in loose brown curls about his head. He has a crooked nose, from frequent breaks, that sits between piercing green eyes. His skin is tan for someone of his culture, as he spends most of his time either at sea or in costal regions. He’s commonly seen wearing a dark green coat over a brown vest and white shirt, with brown pants and thigh high travelling boots.
Who You Are: Craig is the Thief
Weapons: Craig wields a dagger, and a heavy metal mug as a blunt weapon.
Powers: Craig doesn’t have any powers, per se, but he does fight like a madman when he’s drunk.
Bio: As a young man, Craig was the son of a wealthy land owner, a direct vassal of King Amiran. He was always a rebellious soul, and would frequently sneak out of the home to pick pocket the wealthy and use his revenue to stay belligerently drunk. Eventually, his father was murdered as retribution for crimes Craig had committed against a local crime lord. Craig was distraught, and went on a drunken rampage, killing three of the Crime Lord’s guards before the authorities arrived to arrest the lot of them.
After several weeks in prison, Craig and a large burly man, known only as Pig-Pig, managed to escape and fled too the sea. They stole a small boat and travelled around the coast for a couple of years before Craig caught news that it was King Amiran himself that was behind his fathers murder. Swearing vengeance on the man, he teamed up with the other six to defeat the king.
Can't wait for that IC to be up. I've got a thirst to write that hasn't been slated in quite some time.
It seems like these folks aren't on that often, unfortunately :(
It does. I really wanna rp tooo!
I'm going to PM all those who haven't posted yet tomorrow and give them til monday to post a CS otherwise I'll open their spots up.