Van Helsing's order (OOC)

[KiraVanhelsing]

Welcome...I look forward to hunting you!

[Marcus XVI]

Hey! Ya don't know Cadogan is a necromancer! :P He's not one of those idiots who walk in broad daylight in black robes and....

[KiraVanhelsing]

Hehe I know..:3 but if you start shit...we're coming to get ya!

[Apocalycious]

Name: Orin

Age: 57 (human form appears 19)

Personality: Orin is kind at heart and will loyally die fighting. (his grumpy exterior is often a front.)

Orin at a young age had a great interest in the arts of folding metal. He excelled in smithing and quickly mastered this skill. When Orin witnessed Astrauk's exiling he became very angry with the clan and their actions, for he did not see an albino...he saw family. Orin not wanting harm to bestow upon a fellow clan member he sets out and finds Astrauk to teach him to craft weapons.
When Orin returned he was confronted and then exiled himself for aiding an exiled. Orin then joined Astrauk where we ran into a shaman on our journey who gave us the ability to turn into humans.
We joined the Shamans tribe and learned the ways of being human. But were eventually caught.
We now live out of a cave in the wilderness. Where we forge weapons to defend ourselves and to use for trade. (Of course their trade goods are human weapons/armor.)

Faction level: exiled

Race: Minotaur

Powers: in human form he is swift and deadly with his tomahawks and is more in tune with his surroundings. In Minotaur form Orin is at his physical peek with massive strength and armor to match

Equipment:

Orin has two tomahawks that were given to him by the warcheif of the tribe.

Orin has a large Shield with the insignia of his exiling clan, and a sword that was crafted by his own hand out of fine metals.

Native land: America

Other: Weapon/armor smithing.

[Misplaced4Chaos]

Accepted!!!!

[clintlori2000]

good morning my little army of roleplayers! its always nice to see yall.

[KiraVanhelsing]

Morning

[Young Gun]

Name: Unknown possibly Peter
Name he goes by: Pickles The Hero
Age: 22
Personality: Galant, heroic finds killing a disgusting act, He is not used to fliting of anykind, He gets embarssed when someone bring up his size. He is very tall around 6/7, He hates puzzles and a generally nice person. He also dresses like a knight when he knows he is going into battle. Because it matches what he tries to be like.
Race: Human/Hero
BIO: Pickles grew up on a farm and his father would often tell him stories of great heroes. He decided to emulate his life after them (The rest is TBR)
Faction: He isn't part of any think of him as a bounty hunter or better yet a hero for hire. He also doesn't mind working for free.
Weapons: He carries a large rusty knight sword. The blade is actually quite powerful and Pickles swings it around like a pro. He has solid steel silver shield.
Skills: He is an incredibly gifted swordsmen to the point he can fight supernatural enemies in close combat. He is also a gifted bare knuckle brawler
Native Land: America
Starting money: 100 dollars
Equipment: Book of heroics, Canteen of water, med kit and a canteen of holy water.

Appearance

[Misplaced4Chaos]

Does he have equipment or cash?

[Young Gun]

Does he have equipment or cash?

I gave him 100 bucks and by equipment do you mean weapons?