...you where laughing along plus you broke his ds rememeber

Sento said
...you where laughing along plus you broke his ds rememeber

It was already broke so I decided to put it out of its misery

It wasnt

It wasnt broken

Sento said
It wasnt broken

Yes it was

NOT

Oh snap! This is back! Guys, guys! I'ma start on my CS right away!

Sento said
NOT

IS WAS TOO BROKEN JUST ASK JEFF

Lucius Cypher said
I know you were part of the Rp way before, but it would have been nice if PMed us about a vampire character before you made it public. I certainly never got any notification of this aside from now in the OOC.Anyways, character wise he doesn't have any problems. Don't know who or what Shala is, but I assume that's private character stuff? I'll respect the secrecy, but if you plan to make any plots around that, I'd ask that you consult with the GM's so that we can better accommodate it. And if Shala is going to be a reoccurring character, I'd like to at least get some information on her, even if it's just post-wolf appearance. Something to keep the records, you know.That aside, it has my approval. You can write yourself into a group that's already in the College or just arriving.

Sorry, :( I didn't think it'd be too big a deal after showing you the WIP. If you don't don't like it, like I said with the WIP, it's an easy write out. You are the vampire guy. Anyway Shala is just a golem that I can no imminent plans for. I'll put more info on her.

Lucius Cypher said
I know you were part of the Rp way before, but it would have been nice if PMed us about a vampire character before you made it public. I certainly never got any notification of this aside from now in the OOC.Anyways, character wise he doesn't have any problems. Don't know who or what Shala is, but I assume that's private character stuff? I'll respect the secrecy, but if you plan to make any plots around that, I'd ask that you consult with the GM's so that we can better accommodate it. And if Shala is going to be a reoccurring character, I'd like to at least get some information on her, even if it's just post-wolf appearance. Something to keep the records, you know.That aside, it has my approval. You can write yourself into a group that's already in the College or just arriving.

Sorry, :( I didn't think it'd be too big a deal after showing you the WIP. If you don't don't like it, like I said with the WIP, it's an easy write out. You are the vampire guy. Anyway Shala is just a golem that I can no imminent plans for. I'll put more info on her.

UserName: Torack

Character name: Eirenver Distonyé

Age: 20

Mageblood type: Lues

Favoured Magic Class: Pestilence

Previous Magic training: A few tips and tricks taught by his mentor

Race: Wood Elf

Appearance:




Eirenver looks much like the picture without the scar, except for the colour of the clothes which is a deep, vibrant green that looks as if it glows and pulsates with his sickly eyes. His waistband is black and continues on where it stops only a few inches from the floor; his gloves and boots are also of the same colour made from fine reptilian leather that he wears as a sign of peace by keeping direct contact away from those he greets. Also, on his waist is a tomahawk, it's blade made from black steel and it's shaft covered with green silk, dotted with pieces of leather for grip.

Short Bio:
Eirenver's life began when he was born to an elven family of merchants who would constantly travel from their home in the woods to the strange lands of men. Ever since he was young, he was fascinated by the shorter creatures that looked so much like them, if not only bulkier and a little less easy on the eyes. Despite that, he had a deep curiosity for them and his parents were more than thrilled to share their experiences they had with the humans with their child. Although it seemed strange that elves would venture out of their lands, Eirenver's father said it was nothing more than pride and arrogance that kept them secluded from the other races - once he had thrown it away, he found himself with a profit so vast he had no idea what to do with it.

Twice yearly his parents would go out of their kingdom and into the land of men to trade their wares, from fine elvish silk to magnificent weapons and arrow heads. They even sold strange trinkets that were common to the elves but rare and surprisingly valuable to the humans. Of course, every so often they would cross paths with those who looked at them with contempt and disgust. Every time they crossed paths with their likes, Eirenver would ask his parents why they hated them so and each time they would change their answer from one thing to another. It was clear to him they were lying, but he couldn't understand why, and he couldn't understand why a few of the humans hated them so much.

At the age of seventeen, during one of his family's trips to the human world, Eirenver decided to take a stroll and see the wares of the other merchants while his parents set up their kiosk and prepared their materials. Although it was the early part of the morning, the streets were alive and a few crowds of people were out and about buying fruits, bread, and other materials. He was going to buy himself a loaf when a sudden mob appeared behind him yelling fowl and unkind words at him. Irritated with their brash behaviour, he retorted in kind and told them to get lost. Angered by his words, the one who Eirenver assumed to be the leader clubbed him in the head with a piece of wood.

When he woke, he noticed the sky was dark and a few figures lay swaying in the wind, their bodies hanging limp from a tree branch, a tight noose around their necks and black bags over their heads. Confusion began to fill the still developing mind of Eirenver and he began looking around, the crowd oblivious to the fact he had woken. He wanted to go and find his parents, run back to their cart and drive off to the safety of their woods, but despite what he wanted, he couldn't peel his eyes from the limp bodies. A dark whisper told him it was his parents, that they were hanged for being elves just as he was clubbed. But he couldn't believe it. He wouldn't. It couldn't be true, his parents were kind and generous to the humans, they wouldn't betray their trust with such a crime. No matter how much he tried to convince himself otherwise, the thought still remained in his head and a deep anger stitched with hatred and venom emerged.

He felt his bindings rot away and the earth within a feet around him quickly began to die. He felt a sense of odd clarity as pure hatred surged through his body, his eyes focused on the backs of the humans gathered around his supposed parents. He wanted them to rot. He wanted all of them to die and wither away just like his bindings. With tears streaming down his face he made his way to instinctively touch one of the humans when an arm grabbed and dragged him into the shadow of an alley way, quieting the young elf with a finger to his lips. Then a sudden uproar as the humans realized their third elf was gone and they quickly began searching for him, spreading out like an army of ants that just had their mound destroyed by an unwary child.

The man spirited Eirenver away from the city and into the country side where he lived and explained to him what had happened. It was there that Eirenver found out he had been given the gift of the mageblood and the man before him agreed to train him if he promised to never use his gift to harm an innocent soul or use it to cause mischief and corruption. After giving his oath, his training began, but instead of magic, he was taught martial combat - his mentor reasoning that in order for one to have control over magic, one had to have complete control over himself. And so for two years he trained in physical and mental strength, honing his self discipline and physical prowess.

At the age of nineteen his training in magic began with books after books. He found that he had the mage blood of lues which he shared with his mentor and after much deliberation, he found he was fascinated with the school of pestilence despite the sickly creature it turned its users into. Voicing this to his mentor he warned him of the hardships he would face if he continued on his path, however, Eirenver wouldn't change his mind and was resolute with his decision. Seeing his student's resolve, Eirenver's mentor made him take an oath to never use his mage blood to harm an innocent or cause corruption to the people; after taking his oath, his mentor sent him to the Twilight college where he would be able to do and complete the ritual.

Good Attributes:
-Physically fit
-Well trained in hand-to-hand combat
-Small knowledge of tactical warfare,
-Exceptionally patient.
-His past makes him extremely dedicated in mastering his mageblood and preventing something like that from happening again

Bad Attributes:
One of his weaknesses is trying to keep his anger under check. Although unseen to most, there's a constant struggle inside Eirenver where he tries to subdue the urge to strangle and kill every human and non-elf alive, which usually leads to him leaning towards a pacifistic stance and doing anything to avoid fights. If his anger is allowed to escape, he knows he would no longer be able to control it, and it is the fear of what he would do in that state that constantly keeps him in check.

The trauma he faced as a teenager has caused his young elven mind to split off into two halves giving him double personalities, however, he himself is unaware of this fact. His second personality, is the opposite of his "true" personality where it's angry, impatient, arrogant, and is extremely prejudice against non-elves, especially humans - having to control itself from killing them lest he gets thrown into some dungeon for the rest of his life, although he does try and cause them as much hardship and trouble as possible.

Another bad attribute would be the fact that he's a bit spoiled. Ever since he was young, his parents would spend their fortune on him, buying him expensive clothing, items and accessories. After their death, his mentor began pampering him in his own way, albeit without material things as he was far poorer than Eirenver's parents. Due to this, everything with him has to be just right or he'll feel extremely uncomfortable; while at the same time, he looks down on those less fortunate than himself while making sure to keep all the thoughts to himself rather than voicing them.

His biggest off set (post alignment) is the way he looks. Although he's kind, because of his sinister looks most people tend to stay away from him and keep their distance - because of this sudden power over people to cause them fear, he is in a constant battle with himself to keep himself away from arrogance and hating every living, healthy being there is.

Secret Word: Rebirth

Is... is that the guy from painkiller?

Freeshooter92 said
Is... is that the guy from painkiller?

Nah, It's Prince Nuada from Hellboy.

Ah.

WitchChild said
Anyone willing to suggest an intro for me?

He could have been at the college for a while and is getting impatient that his training hasn't started yet. The intro post could be him seeking out Khan to ask when lessons start.

Hello everyone

Hi :)

ArchangelUriel said
Hi :)

Long time no see

Well, site blackouts do that. I wonder how many people came back to this rp? It seems like just about everyone.

There's a few people missing, but it's surprising how quickly everyone hopped aboard. Although, I was just a tad bit sad that the character I had before the blackout didn't really do that much, other than be caught and operated on by a demon.