Character Concept: The straightforward musclehead who believes that anything can be solved with his fists.

Name: Damien Cray

Gender: Male

Background: Damien was a delinquent through and through. He often skipped school and picked fights with anyone foolish and/or strong enough to accept them. Surprisingly enough, on the occasions he did actually go to school, his grades were decent, although that was probably mainly to get his nagging parents off his case about his lifestyle. One day, though, as he was playing hooky as usual, he spotted a kid across the street playing with a ball. Thinking about how stupid the kid was, Damien was about to ignore him and go to an arcade he frequented when the kid kicked the ball into the street, and of course the kid would run into the street right into the path of a speeding car. Acting on instinct, Damien immediately rushed over and pushed the kid out of the way, though at the cost of putting himself in the car's path. It's easy to guess what happened next.

Level: 1

Class: Brawler

Race: Demon

Attribute: Focus

Gift:
Curse of the Demon: Damien can will his arms and legs to transform from his hand to his elbow and his feet to his knees, forming a red rocky exterior covered with yellow markings, with pointy fingertips and toes as well. These limbs are much tougher than normal human limbs, and certainly much stronger as well. Very handy for both offense and defense when he needs to get somewhere fast and deliver powerful punches and kicks to whatever's in his way.

Equipment: Nothin'. Well, except for the clothes on him.

Character Concept

Pyromaniac and Explosive expert !

Name
Tarum

Gender
Hmmm...No Attack Helicopter option...fine. Male.

Background
In my former live, I was a goody-two-shoes. You know, one of those loosers who never did anything remotely ‘wrong’ or ‘risky’? Yea, total pussy. All because I was afraid of the repercussions. I’ve lost count of how many times I had to grit my teeth and resist the urges building inside of me, and for what? Now I’m dead and got absolutely diddly-squat to show for my life. Never got drunk, never smoked a joint, never played a sport, never had a girlfriend, but hey, I at least had the top grades in high-school! That makes up for all the bullying and self-loathing, right? Fuck no! No wonder I hung myself! Pah! Fucking waste….

Well, this is my chance to turn the page. I’m done with always being ‘nice’ and ‘kind’ and all that bullshit. THIS TIME I’m going to be the one who laughs last! I’m going to be the one to went my anger on everyone and everything! I’m going to be that crazy-ass motherfucker who will end the world in a blaze of flaming glory so explosive that it would make Michael Bay blush!

You’ll see! You’ll all see! I WILL SHOW THEM ALL !

Level
1 ...for now...

Class
I can make my own? Awesome! Let's be..."Chaos-Weaver"

Race
Beast-Folk

Attribute
Focus

Spell I : Chaos Bolt - A large, flaming sphere is hurled at a target. Upon impact, the sphere will explode in a dense cloud of flame. The flames burn so intensely that they are capable of melting stone and metal in relatively short time. Apart from the searing heat of the flames, the force of the explosion is strong enough to shatter most solid objects and send average sized people tumbling…while on fire.

Spell II : Blazing Retreat - A short range teleportation which can be cast with a quick gesture of the hand. Upon teleporting, the caster leaves behind a ring of blazing flames which can easily spread to anything flammable and are not easily doused.

Spell III : Firestorm - A hurricane of scorching flames forms at a target location, enveloping anything in the area and turning them to ash. Casting this spell requires a chant to be spoken out-loud and the caster to mentally maintain the storm. The hurricane can vanish at any point should the caster will it or their concentration be disturbed.

Equipment
Some traditional Beast-Folk vestments(see Image) and a solid metal staff with an ever-burning orb at its top.