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Octavia is a very kind, warm, and gentle woman. She is very shy, innocent, and niave, almost to a fault. She is a loyal friend and always does what she can to help. She is shy at first and might run/fly away when you first meet her but she warms up to people quite easily. Octavia is a hue pacifist and does what she can to avoid conflict.

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Child of:
Light

Nickname:
The Knight of Angels

Age:
28

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Relationship Status:
I don't even know

Species:
Human

Occupation:
Lucius is a Wizard

Likes:
Sunlight, Fire, Lightning, light Magic

Dislikes:
Darkness, Large quantities of water, dark magic, demons

Fears:
Becoming a child of the dark is his biggest fear.



Personality: Lucius is a calm individual, gentle in nature but quite capable of anger when stressed out. At times he can be dark, brooding and mysterious. At the core of his being he is a child of light and because of this he is known for helping others in need, but only if they are also children of the light. He learned the hard way to never trust the enemy.

He hates the children of darkness and sees them nothing more as beasts that have run amok. Those beasts, also need to be put down. He believes this is the only way that his kind can survive in peace. He also partially controlled by his fear of becoming one of them, as humans are far to susceptible to dark influences, so he goes out of his way to avoid touching them when in close proximity.

History:
Lucius was born in a small village where everyone knew each other. He had a pleasant childhood, he went to school, made friends and learned from his experiences. They knew of the war that raged on in the outside world but his village had always thought that it would never reach them, but they were wrong.

What happened next was to expected, the village was caught on both sides on the conflict and torn apart. Those that survived fled to safer places in the heart of the country, others were not so lucky. His family was one of the few that had escaped, he was only a young man at the time and the experiences of that night would always haunt him. He was quiet literally on the edge of death when his father found him under rubble, so close was Lucius that he remembered on seeing a gorgeous pale light but it was not his time. By some stroke of luck, his family left their village by wagon, with another family who had a trained healer. Though he would not awake for about a week, he would survive, but never be the same again.

It was only later that he developed a talent for magic, after his family had been uprooted from their ancestral home and forced to flee. Only later did he realize that he had had the potential to help in the conflict and vowed to himself to become better then what he was, so that there never be a time again where his situation seemed hopeless.

He joined a small group of talented wizards calling themselves, "The Eyes" who practiced magic and honed their abilities for the war. Lucius was by no means the best, but he knew how to handle himself in tricky situations. Those tricky situations, happened a lot.

Theme song - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wAif17l1QN0

Child of:
"What do you think?"
Darkness


Nickname:
"I'm going to pretend you didn't ask that seeing as we're special friends."
She despises nicknames.


Age:
"Never as a lady her age, it's improper."
221 years old.


Gender:
"None of the above."
Female.


Sexuality:
"Why? You interested, sweetcheeks?"
Asexual, she is interested in whoever she takes a fancy to.


Relationship Status:
"I'm certainly not tied down at the moment." *winks*
Single


Species:
"Don't run off now, honey."
Vampire


Occupation
"Write down that I'm an 'active worker'. It sounds awfully professional, doesn't it?"
A scout of sorts, Velia is skilled in sending long-distance messages and in other tasks requiring her to use her speed. From time to time, she will even work as a spy for whoever pays her the most.


Likes:
"And that's supposed to mean...?"
- Talking to herself.
- Showing off to other people
- The rain
- Finding someone's weak spot


Dislikes:
"You."
- Genuinely good people; they tend to tick her off.
- If someone is more beautiful than her.
- People pointing out her flaws


Fears:
- Velia has a strong fear of being alone, without friends or enemies, with no one to torment or to even talk to. It is one of her biggest weaknesses.




Personality:
Velia is not evil as much as she is mad. Her true character is unknown even to her as her life is a mixture of façades and lies. One moment she can be ditsy and child-like, the next she can be cruel and manipulative. Most that meet her often find her to be ageless; someone that has lost their way in the art of growing up and staying perched on the barrier separating childish influences and adulthood maturity. To those she views as on the same side as her, she is comfortable and almost friendly; but still has that broken essence to her that most can't place their finger on. Her abnormal creativeness and madness reaches to the point of insanity sometimes and often intimidates people. She has long lost the value of her own and anyone else's lives and can be counted on when it comes to reckless, life-threatening tasks.

She is often charming and flirtatious to anyone she finds attractive, yet is still to experience the feeling of actual love. Deep down, she craves for someone to care and love her in ways she so often sees on the light side, and this aspect of her, once discovered, can be surprisingly easily taken advantage of. However, if she feels as if someone is growing closer to her, her automatic reaction is to shut them out, adding to her self-destructive nature.

Although she is very dangerous, she can come to be surprisingly likeable and easy to get along with. Her charm and beauty she often uses to get what she wants. She isn't someone to trust, for sure, but she is a good person to be around.

History:
"It's all a blur, really."
Velia will claim to not remember her past, yet no one is really sure if she does or not. She tends to stray away from the subject of asked. [this'll be developed throughout the roleplay, if that's okay ^^]


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Child of: Darkness


Nickname: General Havoc, Havoc


Age: 426


Gender: Male


Sexuality: Demisexual, close to Asexual


Relationship Status: Single


Species: Demon


Occupation: General of a small Legion


Likes: Dark Magic, Weaponry, Defeating his enemies, Completing Ojectives


Dislikes: Failing, Falling, Flying, Light Magic, Holy Water, Silver


Fears: Has a strange case of Acrophobia. It is strange because he only fears it when he isn't on the ground (when someone picks him up while flying)




Personality: Uriel is quite a loyal person. He will follow orders without question and is not able to feel mercy towards others as long as they are the enemy. Although his definition of an 'enemy' is not quite the same as others as his enemies are the state enemies, when you are not deemed an enemy anymore, he will stop acting hostile towards you. When you are a friend turned enemy, however, he will not hesitate to cut you down.

He isn't a very complicated character. He is quite simple. He's just a loyal warrior to his kingdom and will do everything to win for it. Although he isn't one dimensional. In truth, despite being raised to be cruel and ruthless, he is very peaceful and loves nature. He openly shows this side of him but no one dares to comment about it lest they want to meet the sharp end of a sword, a blunt edge of a mace or his armored first itself. He does truly care about other people but he does not openly show it. He only shows it when most needed and when it is directed to his beloved younger sister.

He has been shown to have an attachment to his suit and has never been seen taking it off. No one is sure if he even takes it off at night. Unknown to everyone, he has a soft and emotional side, thus his attachment to his armor. He never shows this side of him as he is afraid of being judged because of it. He doesn't feel ashamed that he has no wings like most of his brethren but he is ashamed of the fact that he is scared to fly or fall.

However, he has a very contradicting personality. Inside, he will actually let an enemy go depending on the circumstances. He is an honorable fighter as well, not killing anyone who is unarmed. He also feels responsible to pay anyone back if they did him any good or helped him in any way, may they be a Child of Light or Darkness."


History: Uriel would've liked to say that his life has been normal... but it wasn't. Yes, he went through the usual training. Yes, he's just like any other Child of Darkness out there. But he was born without wings. At first, he found himself insecure about it and being bullied because of it. Although it wasn't too soon until they started to respect him after he beat them up, all at one with only a wooden sword against those flying idiots. He proved to have a greater power on ground than above it. His movements became more fluid.

One day, however, while he and his mother was patrolling the border, they were caught in a battle between five Children of Light. They were gravely outnumbered and so Uriel's mother took him, spread her wings and flew upwards and away. Unfortunately, an Angel can fly as well and his mother can't fight with her hands occupied with Uriel. Instead of doing anything else, she took the hit and they went plummeting down. His mother took most of the blow and he survived, but only barely since his armor wasn't all that great before. His mother had some last words though, a request to put on a suit of armor that she had once made. It belonged to his father once, who disappeared, and she made modifications to it and now it was his. And so starts his connection with the inanimate object which is the embodiment of his mother.

He trained for many years before entering the army. He quickly rose through the ranks and ended up as a general. He has shown great loyalty and has killed many Children of Light through uncanny tactics or his own blade. Although recently, he had become increasingly useful alone as he is useful in a group.


Extra: He has a younger sister but too young to fight so he does his best to protect her.

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Child of: Light


Nickname: The Healer


Age: 420


Gender: Female


Sexuality: Asexual


Relationship Status: Single


Species: Elf


Occupation Healer for both sides


Likes: Healing, Nature


Dislikes: War, Feuds,


Fears: She fears that her death will come and no one will be the neutral ground to heal both sides.




Personality: Hale is one of the few people who actually expressed her full on hatred of the war and even deviated from the principles of war and the rules of her country. She was a pacifist and she knew that this war was stupid and needed to end. She always cared for every single living being, may the be a child of light or darkness, all races, even the animals. She is kind and helpful to everyone.

She believes in true freedom where she can do whatever she wanted and no one can control her. She was her own person and neither the King nor her friends can tell her otherwise. She believes that one day, this war would end and honestly? She wants to see it. Although when she heals people and lets them go, she doesn't care if she influences them or if they repay her. She doesn't hold emotional connections with these people.


History: Hale was born to two warrior elves. One was an archer and the other was a mage and so naturally, she learned both of their professions making her quite skilled at both. Although what was sad was when she was first dispatched to fight the Children of Darkness. She had never seen so much death before, so many wounded lie on the ground and a lot more were dead. Her hands trembled and she ran away, never to be seen by the capital again.

She had reached the border and she saw how different the lands were. She understood why the Children of Darkness wanted to take their land and she understood why the Children of Light wanted to protect it. And both reasons were stupid in her mind. She had started to hunt on her own and built her house at the middle of the border. She stayed on the 'Light' part and left the 'Darkness' part alone, she just cleaned it up occasionally.

Now, she ventures out to take injured soldiers, nurse them back and let them go again. She has been known throughout the land as 'The Healer' and some have tried to attack this traitor, most have failed to kill her. She was a skilled mage and archer and if there are many, she would just leave and wait them out. She is a traitor but it seems she is proud of it.

Child of: Darkness


Nickname: Sleeping Knight


Age: Appears 19, Actually 115.


Gender: Male


Sexuality: Curious enough to try anything or anyone once.


Relationship Status: Single but willing.


Species: Vampire


Occupation: Bodyguard for Hire.


Likes:
Free Falling
Full Moons
Anything that makes him think


Dislikes:
Weak willed people
Enclosed spaces
dishonesty


Fears:
Watching a loved one die
losing focus of his dreams to unite the people






Personality: Alistar has always been an introvert in large crowds, and tends to open up more one on one. Preferring to stay out of the main war has led him to be seen as a disgrace to the demon bloodline and his people. "I have no reason to fight the light,so why should I?"

Alistar is a free spirit for the most part never seeming to dwell on the same thing for too long. Caring towards the ones he he deem worthy of the effort. He sees all as equals until the safety of those in his care is jeopardized."We all have something we live for. You shouldn't challenge my pride."

History: Alistar was born into a well off family, that was very influential in the dark community. His father a General in the king's Army and his mother the king's Advisor. He was raised to be a soldier that would serve the king just like his parents', yet they were never around during his childhood. His nanny Calypso , a phantom who was once human, raised him. When she stopped appearing at his beck and call, Alistar fell into a rage induced tranced that resulted in the destruction of the Todd Manor.

Having seen the raw power of his son, Alistar's father forced years of training and swordsmanship on him."A Todd will always lead the way into the future son. Just think of your blood as the stepping stones son." Two decades of scars lined his thin-toned body before his father saw he was ready. 20 years since he had last seen moonlight.20 years of torture over with. The moon's glow sparked something in him. His father was right, he would lead the way into the future, a future of peace and equality. Now for 70 years Alistar has been working as a bodyguard for Royals ands caravans. Protecting all who have the right amount of coin or sob story.

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Child of Desendal Mithar


Nickname: "Caez"


Age: 2746; near the end of his life.


Gender: Male


Sexuality: Asexual; rather uninterested.


Relationship Status: Single


Species: Vampire


Occupation Vampire Alchemist


Likes: Knowledge (is everything), collecting artifacts, war to sustain himself on.


Dislikes: demons (an envy thing more than anything else), anything light (weakness), the very concept of peace, anyone calling out his arrogant and somewhat hypocritical side.


Fears: peace, death and demons/angels catching on to what he's up to (Oh, demon/angel characters - you didn't read that, k?). He hides them pretty well though.




Personality: He has a couple sides to him. The first, most well known one is his "calm" side - somewhat friendly, a relatively neutral outlook (in general), and a manner that makes him fairly well respected by beings of darkness and garnering him a little respect to the beings of light. It thus sometimes comes as a surprise to learn he is a little more hard-line about "The War" than most.

A side folks don't know well about him is his "hunting" side - that which makes him a vampire. Every so often, he's gone from his library to do his vampire thing. In that "mode" he's more vicious, less calm, less civilized. He enjoys the hunt and some of his more xenophobic edges show; for example, a deep hatred of fairies and elves, more so than even others of his kind. In fact, he has a very deep hatred of anything light related. He's not too bad when he's "that way", but humans are right to fear his lack of control when he's around them and hunting.

At the core, a side relatively unseen to him by others save for those who have truly known him over the years, is a deep xenophobic hatred of light, peace and anything that he finds weak. He has an envy for demons; and his fears are somewhat demonstrated by his great aversion to anything that would see them come about. He's petty like that and would do everything he can, including backstabbing "friends" and manipulating others for his own purposes. A few demons and others over the ages have seen this side of him, but it's relatively unknown, shrouded by the illusion he has created of himself.

History: Born before the War itself, Caezel is a vampire of long history that took up the mantle his father had of lorekeeper and favored by the demonic king before he was involved in a scandal that took him from favor some 2500 years ago. Demons remember his fall all too vividly, though most other beings of the dark barely even know it was Caezel who was involved in that scandal. Nonetheless, the memory put him out for a long time and resulted in him getting the first parts of his bitter side.

He found some comfort in the collection of knowledge, books and spells. Years in the art have seen him rise in a different way; even now, many come to him to gain knowledge of certain specific spells or to take advantage of the respected demonic library he is caretaker of (he doesn't actually own it... though you wouldn't tell). Over 1000 years or so he considered the possibility of being something... more. More than just a vampire in a top down structure. Of course, to think such things would be to disturb the very peace of the order in the world, and result in his untimely death for going after such dangerous spells of advancement. But he did do some experiments, and kept them relatively secret. A close call saw him destroy all the evidence, though, before he could advance too far. Certain demons still suspect him, as does anyone over 1000 years old - the deep rumor of his attempts made way even to the light side. But nothing was proven, and again he went under the radar maintaining lore and spells. He moved into the field of alchemy when he was 1700 years old, becoming quite proficient in that field and gaining a reputation doing that... and it helped he changed a few things about him to get a fresh start, as anyone of older age still suspected him of things.

When the war began, he saw a chance for a completely new line of thought: gain a reputation in war. That went... somewhat poorly. His alchemy helped, but in the ranks of vampires, he isn't actually all that strong. Strong elves could outdo him. He dropped out of "the line" and important raids before his reputation could be tarnished (too badly, anyways... and he still got a reputation for being a crappy fighter). He went back to alchemy, did a pretty good job, set up shop not far from the border and took a "side job" of killing humans to feed himself.

Of course, that's probably not all he's doing, and both demons and angels get a bad feeling about him every time they think of him. But there's no evidence to really connect him to anything, and he provides decent potions, so they don't mind him... that much. Anyone over 300 years old has probably heard of his "battle exploits", and he gets rather pissed off at anyone who does reference them; although, to be fair, the past couple hundred years he's gotten better (could actually be a benefit; his battle reputation is such that he would probably win by the other side underestimating him). He's old, though... very old, and his movements aren't as fast as a regular vampire, nor is his healing (though he controls his hunger very well when he wants to). He's not "drop dead this year old", but in the grand age of vampires, he hasn't really done much noteworthy, and he won't be around in 10 years. Unless, of course... he makes a breakthrough... but what's the chance of that? Right? No vampire can actually become a demon.


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He's a little desperate at this point as he does not have the youth he used to have, and the idea of death he hates bitterly. Peace would destroy his lifestyle of terrorizing humans on the border, and he scoffs at anyone who suggests it. Anyone stronger than him species wise is an automatic threat because he would stop at nothing to avoid his other fears coming to pass. He's not well known to anyone younger than 300, but over... the older one is, the more his more questionable side comes to light, and demons remember everything, including a few things not mentioned above - so no demon would dare trust him. Many old vampires also don't trust him, though he's probably the oldest vampire alive at this point and has outlived any vampire that would have a clear knowledge, let alone memory, of his earliest reputation-killers. To those of the darkness, he's a well known alchemist with a decent personality and an obscure past. Though the older the being, the more that is known of his real side and more known are his controversies.

On the side of light, folks do know of his existence, though to a much lesser degree than those on the side of darkness, and his more questionable record is even more obscure (although angels do have some idea and find him even less trustworthy and more dangerous in his own right than demons would). He's best known for being some sort of alchemist over there.

%50 Chance that this song is about rape I know it's about sex though. XD if you don't believe me listen to it!

Child of: Light


Nickname: gold tone


Age:200


Gender: Male


Sexuality: Straight


Relationship Status: Single


Species: Angel


Occupation: musician


Likes: Music, art, those that push for peace


Dislikes: People wanting war, broccoli, seeing innocent being in pain no matter what race they are


Fears: his Music will never be played again and/or his music wont help anyone




Personality: Angelo is an artist in the musical arts and has no real love for war and fighting. Angelo believes that music transcends all races and can bring even the harshest of people into a calm and serene state. Angelo prefers to let his actions speak for themselves and as a result isn't much of a talker but he is always willing to listen to another's problems in the hopes of helping them. He also believes that if their is a way to help then it should be done because not helping someone is worse. Angelo has learned through his travels that innocent people take the most pain and suffering from a war they did not want. Angelo has traveled hoping that those who take the time to listen to his music will be inspired to help end the war and show that they didn't want a war they are simply a part of it the same way the demons are. Angelo has a soft spot for children with their innocence even those of the darkness have some small amount of innocence that shows their intentions are not always evil but simply out of necessity.

History: Angelo was born to loving parents who supported him throughout his life telling him all the things he should know about being an angel like treating others with respect and kindness and to always help someone else. They best taught him these lessons as they owned a tavern in the city each day Angelo would see many different people and races come through simply to have a drink and enjoy the music their were brawls sometimes but his father was strong enough to force them outside to do it. Angelo had always been around high spirits and music it was on the day that a strange old man came into the tavern that Angelo soon found his passion for music at a young age when he heard the old man playing a beautiful melody on a flute in the tavern. Angelo listened intently and the old man smiled at him as he finished the song getting applause from the crowd. Angelo soon learned that in fact he was a demon trying to get back home to the dark lands, at first Angelo felt a little afraid of him since they were so opposing but the old man was kind and he even taught Angelo a few basic tones of the flute he played. He soon fell in love with the song and he wished to make his own that will bring people the kind of happiness and tranquility that he felt on that day. When Angelo was of age to travel alone he took his flute and joined a group of musicians hoping to help raise their troops spirits because of the war.
They couldn't fight but they all believed that they could still help by brightening their day. However when they got their they couldn't believe their sight of so many injured or dead on the ground. Even at camp they could smell the corpses in the air. Angelo was about to believe that it was the demons fault until one day at his tent he saw a little girl going through his things and he quickly stopped her but he soon saw how starved she looked and the look in her eyes told him that she was desperate and out of options. Angelo asked her why she was their and she said she was trying to get food back to her father who was dying at their home because we didn't help them. Angelo felt so guilty so he gave her a bag of bread and he realized that war hurts not only the soldiers but the innocent families caught in the cross fire. Angelo left the group and went on to explore on his own playing his flute to try and get people to listen and see that the war was hurting more people then they realized. Angelo couldn't stand the idea of war and people who would let it happen.


Extra: He has a silver flute and a necklace that his parents gave him for good luck that he hasn't taken off since

Child of:
Darkness

Nickname:
N/A

Age:
28

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Relationship Status:
Single

Species:
Human

Occupation:
Witch. Also owns an apothecary.

Likes:

• Horticulture
• Shiny things
• Embalming tools
• Forehead kisses
• Grilled newt. Delicious and nutritious!

Dislikes:

• Hot weather
• People trying to swindle her
• Bad breath
• High pitched voices
• Carrots. Because ew.

Fears:
Being eaten by a werewolf.



Personality: Naya doesn't actually murder people. But some spells call for certain, er, more visceral ingredients, so if someone wants to trade their dear old mum's corpse for a love spell, who is she to deny them?

It is this sort of practice that makes some people leery of the witch. It isn't an uncommon sight to come into the shop and find the body of some animal or person up on the slab, their organs floating in jars as the lithe woman serenely wipes her scarlet hands on her apron. It doesn't help that when she does her shopping she occasionally forgets to change out of her work robes and gives some poor merchant an eyeful of her bloody clothing.

Her time around the occult has made it virtually impossible for her to get squeamish at the sight of gore and her ability to joke and see humor in dark circumstances makes her a very strange human indeed. Naya is also innately curious about creatures of different races and will often badger them with all sorts of questions until both parties are exasperated.

Well, except werewolves. Those guys are terrifying.

Oddities aside, Naya is a clever girl with a sharp tongue and a wicked sense of humor. She is not easily frightened or intimidated, but is smart enough to know when to keep her mouth shut lest she upset something more fearsome than her. The witch is also a bit over protective of those she cares about and doesn't much understand the concept of personal space.

Bio:
Naya was born to a hardworking witch who owned a little apothecary on the outskirts of a sleepy border town by the name of Minora. The little girl spent long days helping her mother tend the garden, grind down the herbs, and adding new recipes to their grimoire. It was a strange life, but Naya always felt loved and most importantly, she was very happy.

Her magic doesn't come in during her twelfth year like it does for most of her family, but her mother doesn't seem concerned about it. "These things take time, my girl. Your blood will wake precisely when it is supposed to," the witch told her, dropping a kiss onto her daughter's hair. "Now be a dear and fetch me my hammer. This man's skull is thicker than I thought."

Her mother dies during Naya's nineteenth summer, when a freshly turned werewolf loses control and attacks her in the market. The town folk manage to subdue the creature, but the damage is done. Naya brings her mother's body home, stores her insides, and grinds her bones, just like she would have wanted. After that the young woman takes over the apothecary, making the salves and ointments that don't require a supernatural touch.

Then in the twenty third winter of her life it happens, precisely when it needs to.

Naya is out in the forest, scraping yellow lichen off an old oak tree when her blade slips and slices open her finger. The blood oozes out of the wound, crimson rivulets landing on the bark and suddenly she feels potential and vertigo all at once. A surge of something passes through her and in the next moment the youth is on the ground, breathless and blinking up at the canopy of leaves above her. When she looks back to the tree it is utterly engulfed in the fungus and a cluster of nightshade has begun to blossom around it's base.

The magic in her blood had finally awoken, long after she had given up on it.

It's second nature after that to start honing her craft. Sure she fumbles a bit and turns a few more people into toads than she'd originally planned, but her mother's weathered grimoire guides her and by the time her twenty eighth spring comes around she's gained quite the reputation for being a talented, albeit strange, alchemist.

Extra: The palms of both of her hands are scarred from all the bloodletting she’s had to do for various spells. Does not go anywhere without her grimoire.

Child of:

'Dark'

Nickname:

'Faceless'

Age:

Old, Very old.

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Unknown

Relationship Status:

Stalker Status.

Species:

Phantom

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Ghostly Annoyance

Likes:

Humans
Animals
Bad Weather
Small Animal Skulls
Someone to have a Good conversation with

Dislikes:

Humans

Fears:

Being Touched
Any sharp object bigger than a common kitchen-knife _{EVEN THOUGH THEY CANT HURT HIM}

Personality:

There are two sides to Re'Mane and anyone who has known him for longer than twenty years has at least met one of them. The first side of the coin is very common and human-like. Friendly and talkative, a bit naive. But always courteous and understanding, not wanting to step over boundaries of others or cause any emotional harm. This side is a bit desperate for connection with others, even though it is only verbal and he cant really offer up much about himself, considering he cant remember most of it. So he tries his best to avoid things like that the best he can, but it doesn't always work out. While he might be very talkative and friendly, he can be quiet as well, though it is rare.

On the other side of the coin, Re'Mane is what people would expect of a Phantom. He is restless and doesn't talk much at all, but when he does it is vague and cryptic. Or it is downright cynical and abrasive. This side cares little for the living and even less for everything else. He does seem to find some amusement in watching humans or small, overly-cute animals, that is about it. Though, if you can get past the cynical and crypticness, this side of Re'Mane isn't so bad. He is a great listener, even if he isn't really paying attention. And at the least, if you haven't upset him somehow or proven yourself annoying, he will give you warning before you run into something or nearly trip. Maybe. He might actually laugh at getting to see someone get hurt while he was there.

History:

Re'Mane is a very old Phantom, ghost, apparition, whatever you want to call him. Old enough to the point that he really doesn't remember much about how things were before he became somebody of the dead. Occasionally he will get small flashes of memory about things long past or things more recent- its hard to tell considering he has an insanely crappy memory most of the time. But what he does recall is nothing good. Something about being beheaded, demons, and a stick. And to make it worse, the only thing he is 100% certain of is the stick.

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If you are looking for a face, you won't find one with Re'Mane. For one reason another, even in death, he remains without a face or most of an upper body for the most part. Not that anyone would actually know that, considering 99% of the people he meets cannot touch him to knock his hood back or anything. Even in bright lights- there is nothing there to see! But thankfully he still appears to have hands, even though they are well hidden in the sleeves of his clothing.

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Carson, above all else, is loyal to his friends, family and the light side. He will do anything for those who possess his loyalty, hence his reason for willingly applying to fight among the king's men in the war. His loyalty, however, can make him blind. He is stubborn, when he has an idea or opinion in his head it's almost impossible to change his mind. He is, however, kind and generous. He would happily put his life on the line for friends or allies.

He is very intelligent and has a critical mind but he wouldn't dare speak half of what he thinks. When he's not on the battlefield Carson enjoys joking around with his friends but when he's in the warzone he is mature and abides with every rule.

However the upon the dark of night and the reveal of the moon. In his wolf form he seems to lose practicality everything he is to instinct and the thrill of the hunt. He has a cruel, sarcastic since of humour and will 'Play with his food'. He is cunning, quick-witted and merciless.

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Child of: Darkness


Nickname: The Grey Lady, The Dread Seeker


Age: Long Forgotten


Gender: Female


Sexuality: Hetero


Relationship Status: Searching


Species: Wraith (subset of phantom)


Occupation: Advisor, Spy, Assassin


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Old Places
Tombs
Graveyards
Darkness
Moonlight
Shadows
Books
Treachery and plots
Death
Vengeance


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Sunlight
Music
Ignorance


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Destruction
Holy Symbols




Personality: Livia is generally a quiet person, she keeps to herself most of the time. Other than those she works for she is an enigma to all and that's how she likes it.

History: Once a promising warrior Livia was killed in battle many centuries ago. She was fighting atop a fortress wall when she was knocked clear off the wall and onto the pikes and spears of her comrades below.

Since then she has become a vengeful spirit of immense intelligence and considerable ability. She has sworn herself to the service of the Dark King in the hope of finding some purpose to her perpetual existence. When she isn't on assignment she can typically be found training the warriors and agents that serve the children of the Darkness. With centuries of military experience at her disposal she is a powerful adversary, especially when this is combined with her innate abilities. She often uses her magic to close with her target and then relies upon her incorporeal form to advance undaunted by the pitiful strikes of her enemy, before final delivering a single killing blow.


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Her shadowy form is almost constantly shifting, at least on the outside. Whilst her flowing robes are constantly in flux she still possesses the beautiful visage she did in life. However, she keeps this hidden away so that she isn't reminded of what she once was.

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Her voice even when speaking loudly sounds like a sinister whisper, and her words seem to come from a chorus of whispering voices instead of one distinct place.

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Fleur is passionate for a faerie, which is to say she seems somewhat insane by human means. She charges into battle with eyes full of fury, then weeps for her fallen enemies and composes dirges in their honor. She speaks often of the war, which in her opinion is foolish. She doesn't really have a loyalty to a particular nation, although she tends to lean towards light. Instead her loyalties are a specific as her love, to individuals, not ideals or nations.

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Fleur was born to a noble house. Her parents were distant, but kind, they ensured that she never wanted for anything material. Beautiful she was often doted on by classmates and peers, never for anything other than her beauty or status however, children never look beyond such things. She's always wanted someone she can love, even if they don't love her back, she just wants to feel it to know she can.
Nowadays Fleur can be found at various camps near conflict zones, she's alway ready to lend a hand to whoever pays the most, but she never accepts money. She only accepts trinkets of sentimental value, and her talents are often worth it. She just needs to know how important something is, in a way that gold simply can't measure, before she kills. She rarely actually keeps these items, most often just returning it to her employer once the job is done.