Roflac has a strong jaw that bears a trimmed black beard. The beard is interrupted on the right by a scar that traces from his chin upwards diagonally to his left eyebrow. His left horn is only spouts outwards a quarter of the way and has been sanded down to being flat. His eyes are a striking blue, with the left eye being blind and a second scar tracing down vertically from above his eyebrow down to his cheek.



Race:
Drakken
Age:
654
Element(s):
Fire and Earth
Height:
6 foot 9

Bio:
Roflac was born as the bastard son between two unmarried Drakken. He was raised until he was about five years old before being thrown into the harsh wastes after being forced to witness his own parents execution. The king had taken their secret romance as an insult to his honour, having been courting Roflac's mother for quite some time. After he had found out about their secret raising of Roflac, it was the final nail in the coffin. He executed them and threw Roflac to the wilderness. But not before destroying most of Roflac's left horn, leaving only a jagged half left.

Nevertheless, Roflac managed to survive. His natural instincts kicked in around the time he was thrown out and he had learned how to hunt and fight from his father as soon as he was practically able to walk. He escaped the harsh conditions that is Drakken brethren seemed to eager to live in and travelled to greener pastures. The Geminites homeland to be precise. He used the skills he had taught himself within the wastes to steal and scrounge whatever he could from the Gemenites. Sleeping in barns and shacks most days. That is until a young farmer girl found Roflac sleeping in a bed of hay in her barn. Both Roflac and the girl were around 15 at the time and neither had really learned of each others races or why they should hate each other. The girl, who Roflac came to know as, Daisy, took interest in his horns and vowed to keep his 'living quarters' a secret from her family while Roflac stayed there.

As it turns out, Roflac and Daisy got on so well that he decided to visit and stay within the barn much more often than any place else. He stayed there about 4 days a week, talking to Daisy throughout the night while they watched the stars and discussed whatever it is that two sheltered kids talk about. Roflac considers himself extremely lucky during this period, as he never even came close to getting caught within the 2 years that this went on. To tell the truth, the reason he kept coming back to the barn wasn't because it was safe, it was because he had fallen in love with Daisy. Now, if either of them had known of each others races past and whatnot their relationship would have been extremely different, but neither knew of any reason to hate each other by that point.

They became lovers around the time they both became 17. They grew more and more frustrated with Roflac's living conditions and Daisy grew more and more eager to show him to her parents. One winters night she did, to drastic results. Her father practically killed him there and then, throwing all manner of ornaments at him before grabbing his pitchfork and stabbing him through his arm, pinning him to the wall. Daisy and Roflac explained his story, about how he didn't even know what age he was and how he had been living in the barn for about 2 years now. Surprisingly, Daisy's mother took a liking to Roflac and persuaded her husband to unpin Roflac from the wall and allow him to stay with the family for a small time while they explained the history between the two races.

After the history was explained though, it was time for him to leave. Not even Daisy's mother would allow the two to be lovers and he was sent out, never to return to the farm less he be stabbed by another pitchfork. He hardly even got out of the city before he was spotted by one of the city guards. They captured him and threw him in a public cell in the centre of town, where he would be mocked and beaten in front of and by the general public until he eventually died. That day did not come. A Drakken noble was in town for a new wife and spotted Roflac, skinny and dehydrated within his cage. He demanded he be released, having no idea about his history or his parents. Roflac became great friends with his savior named, Ithica who brought him back to a Drakken city and trained him in the art of war.

Roflac was off to his first battle within about 2 months of his training completing. He stood side by side with Ithica, getting his sword wet with blood and killing any who stood in his way brutally. He fought many battles during his time with Ithica, eventually gaining enough reputation and fame to warrant the nickname 'The Unbroken' after telling a few of his war buddies about his past. The thing that was constantly on his mind, no matter what he was doing, was Daisy. He thought about her every day and yearned to take her as his bride. He would have done just that, if it were not for the fact that another noble had already done so himself. He branded her with his house crest and broke her mind to love him and only him. This sent Roflac into a fit of rage, eventually challenging the noble to a duel. Roflac won, of course, beheading the noble with one massive cleave of his axe. But alas, soon after Daisy committed suicide, unable to continue on without 'her sole reason for living' as she put it. With the help of Ithica's reccomendation, Roflac was soon made a noble in light of his military expertise along with his killing of a noble that the king did not particularly like.

Roflac sanded down his broken horn soon after that, weary of his past and the memories it brought. His friends tell him he is long overdue for a wife and that is battle record warrants one in the least. To be truthful, he would be much happier on his own, but he tires of their constant bickering and has decided to take one if only to stop them annoying him.
Other:

Race:
Gemminite
Age:
21
Element(s):
Fire
Height:
5’5”

Bio:
Asta is the elder of the two Cassiel girls. Born prematurely, every bit of her life has been a fight for her; a fight for survival, a fight to be accepted. When she was young, the other children would mock her because of her speech impediment and her clumsiness, the result of her prematurity. For a while she just bore it, up until she was nine years old, when the bullies found a new target: Her little sister.

Without a father or an older brother to protect them, it would fall to her to protect Miry from harm. So she learned weaponry, self-defense. She honed her powers until she could cause a hundred-foot radius to spontaneously incinerate. Then she fought back, sending the bullies running for home.

She and her sister did fine on their own after that. Their mother’s health started declining when Asta was thirteen; she became the family’s breadwinner. She lived in fear of the Choosing, for she was often told how pretty she was.

Her eighteenth birthday passed; she wasn’t chosen. In her relief she became lax about controlling herself; she spoke out violently against the Drakken.

Last year, she tried to shoot the party of Drakken lords as they came to the castle, just to make a statement; she missed, but they saw her, and they tracked her down for this year, as a threat. And how better to make her pay than by not only taking her, but also her little sister. So thus, both Cassiel girls travel to Shadow Worth this year.
Other:n/a


her dress for the Choosing ceremony.

Race:
Gemminite
Age:
16
Element(s):
Air
Height:
4’7”

Bio: With her older sister being so outspoken, one would think it would be easy for Miry to just survive in the shadows. Most of her life she has spent scared; scared of the bullies, scared of losing her mother, scared of the Choosing (Not for herself, but for her sister) and towards the end, scared of her sister’s rebellion. For she was swept up in it, this quiet rebellion of Asta and a handful of boys, dragged along as they tried to make a statement with bloodshed. And now she is to pay the price for her sister’s foolish bravery. (will add more later, but for now... I'm exhausted and I'm going to bed. XD)

Other: N/A

her dress for the Choosing

Nadia Parnel

Race:
Gemminite
Age:
17
Element(s):
Fire
Height:
5'3"

Bio:
Nadia's parents were both Fire Gemminites who raised her in a woodland cottage away from any towns or cities. They preferred the calm solitude that life in the woods offered as opposed to the busy life of a townsperson, and Nadia grew to be shy and nervous around other people. She was taken during a visit into town with her father, when someone who was collecting another girl decided that she was a better choice.

Other:
Though her element is fire, that does not seem to reflect in her personality at all. She is shy and contained, she does not call attention to herself and excels at blending in. She is kind and comforting, but also very fragile, both mentally and physically. If someone were to say that most Fire Gems are like a campfire or torch, then Nadia is a lit candle.