[CHAR] Battle of Kingdoms

[Sugar and Spite]

Name: Evangaline "Evie" Jasper Clark

"I prefer to be the hero of the story, not the damsel in distress.


Age: Evangaline's true age is unknown, her have stopped counting at the age of 900. It is said, however that she was born a rough 19 years before the medievel era began in her human state, though she can pass for the rough mortal age of 21 years.

Species: Evangaline considers herself to the proudest Vampire Queen that you may ever meet.

Powers/Skills:Over the years of her existence, Evie has gathered multiple skills. Singing, playing just about any musical instrument there is to play, handling swords very well and train in many different aspects in physical fighting. Her powers would include Electrokinesis, which is the ability to control electricity. Along side of that, she has used this ability for so long that the weather actually changes with her mood as well as her having minor control over water.

Bio:

Evangaline was born in what is now to be considered modern-day England in the year 382. Over the 19 years of her human life, Evie was known to be on of the smartest, kindest people of her time, but also had a stubborn side to her agile persona. Two months after her 19th birthday, Evangaline meet a man that she considered to be her possible future husband, though already considered to be over the age of marriage and out of the normality for women of her time. Her parents however, did not find the man suitable for his pale skin and weird ways.One day, the two of them decided to run away together, however things did not go as planned. The man vowed to be with her for as long as the both remained, classical wedding vows, blah, blah, blah, when suddenly he bit her on the neck without warning. Laying in pain for almost 2 weeks in the middle of no where, Evie found herself changing slowly, her body becoming stronger, a thirst in her throat that could no longer be quenched by nothing other than blood. She never seen her so called husband again.
Over the next 5 years, she noticed that her appearance didn't change, she couldn't eat or drink anything other than blood and she did have the strangest feeling that she had become a monster of one of her village's legends. A coven found her, ready to rip her to shreds when she was feeding upon their lands when she explained she was a mere fledgling, and with little hesitation, they allowed her to join their ranks. There leader took a liking to her, allowing her to be a co-leader as he called her. One day another coven came upon the lands once more, only to make her current coven dwindle down to the number 3. With a grieving heart, they all decided that Evangaline was the leader of the coven. Within the next 4 years, the found Red River Valley and Established one of the largest Kingdoms known.

Other: Evangaline has a light British accent and always speaks in a sophisticated manner. She is also the Queen of the Red River Valley Kingdom.

[GoddessSophia]

Xathanael

"Immorality can be a gift, but it can also be a curse."

Age~ He’s rather old. Xathanael was created over 1500 years ago. Although he looks like your average male that could pass for being 26 years old.

Specie~He’s one of the Angels of the Lord

Powers/Skills~ Like many Angels he possesses the Gift of Immortality. He also controls the gifts of Empathy, Flight, Telekinesis, Teleportation and healing. He also has the ability to self-heal, if he gets injured. But that ability is more slow than when he’s healing someone else.
His more undeveloped and barely used gifts are that of Elemental Manipulation and Dream Manipulation. Xathanael never has the need to use those kind of powers. He thinks that invading people’s dream is beneath him; he only does so, when truly needed (if it’s the last resort)
Like many Angels do, Xathanael has a human host; which he is able to possess with that person’s permission.
He enjoys human pleasantries, such as Art, music and is a very skilled dancer; He has impressed many commoners and mythical creatures alike with his smooth, alluring yet gentle dance moves. Over the centuries, Xathanael has produced paintings himself, he was very intrigued by such human creations that he took it upon himself to learn it too. He finds it rather soothing, and it makes him feel relaxed as he lets his imagination flow with his own creations of art.
Xathanael is also very skilled when it comes to wielding a sword, or any man made weapon. As an Angel; he knows about the art of combat. He’s one of the main warriors when it comes to protecting Sriverton, along with his Elvish allies. He also protects the innocent; his powers and skills coming in rather handy for such things.

Bio~ Xathanael has always been known to be the gentle and compassionate one. He knows when it’s time to be level-headed and serious about a matter. Even as an Angel, he has limits and he tries to respect the choices of those around him; even if it may get in the way of his job and soul purpose of existence. He’s always been loyal to those who was supposed to protect and keep safe. However, Xathanael also carries the burden of a broken heart.
Xathanael was created as being one of the younger Angels, he was always taught that they were pure and a symbol of good. He always looked up to his older brothers and sisters, until he saw the first one fall. It was then he realized, that maybe not everyone was as pure as people made them out to be. The young Angel tried to move past the incident and learn from it; he was always being careful. At times he didn’t know who to trust and turn to. As he carried on with his Angelic duties; he had many charges that he had to look after.
More nearer to the present day (1350) Xathanael fell in love with a mortal; a young and beautiful farmer's daughter. He couldn’t stop the feelings that were developing, it was new and exciting. But of course he tried to keep it a secret as he did not want to get punished for such behavior, and what be viewed as treachery and betrayal to his own kind. Despite keeping it a secret, they were both happy and deeply in love. But their romance soon got cut short, when she got attacked by a Demon. Xathanael watched her die in his arms; even his powers were not enough to save the wounds the Demon inflicted upon her mortal and fragile body.
The death of his lover, has haunted him for the last 100 or so years. It haunts his dreams and his thoughts every single day; he’s filled with deep regret.
Xathanael was one of the first Angels to move to Sriverton and the first one to accept the Elvish kind. He soon became accustomed to their ways and found that they were valuable allies and loyal friends. It was not long after that some of his siblings joined him, and ever since he and his kind have worked along side the Elves and help protect some of the human citizens in the city of Sriverton.

[Pripovednik]

Mal'Blod

Name- Mal'Blod

Age- 134 Years old

Species- Grey Elf - Warforged Hybrid

Description- Mal'Blod stands at 7'4" and weighs as much as a Darkpelt bear. When he speaks it is with deep tones, slow and calculated speech and a slight reverberation from his metal shell - his words seem to come from his chest. He moves like an elf, fast and agile, his weight not getting in his way. The only elven skin that remains is on in his hands, as the Ordom who rescued him tried to pull the metal from his flesh and his screaming and thrashing made them stop at his wrist. He wears thick leather gloves as the flesh is mottled and uneven.

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Appearance

Powers/Skills-

Weapons of choice

Mal'Blod will usually use his shield (Broad) and halberd (Edge) when he engages in combat, able to keep his distance and protect himself from missile attacks.

When he feels the need Mal'Blod will also use his duel hammers to crush his foes.

Fracture & Cripple

Sometimes he will take his crossbow from his hip and strike his enemies from afar.

Splinter

Abilities/Spells

Mal'Blod can fire steel chains from his hands, use them as weapons or to pick stuff up with them. As many as three per hand.

Mal'Blods Elven form, beneath his Warforged exterior, gives him capacity for magical knowledge - which he has used to master many destructive and conjuring spells.

His Warforged chain/plate skin grants him extra protection against sharp peircing strikes - this also allows him to add to his own body with metal scraps or spare armour. The down side is mobility and flexibility.

Bio

Bio- Mal'Blod vaguely remembers a life among the trees, chasing his Elven friends through the tall grass. His family were of noble heritage and his mother was a powerful mage. His many siblings were all older than him and some of them he had never met. His home in the Grey Leaf was large and the lands around it filled with magic and adventure. All of this is a hazy past - but he distinctly remembers the torture and pain.

Captured at a young age when he was alone on the road home, a vile warlock tortured and altered his body with dark magic, turning him into his cruel experiment. His skin and flesh was bonded to a chain and plate mail exterior much like a Warforged outer layer. His eyes, pointed ears and nose were taken from him and teeth pulled from his mouth, his lips forced together.

His heart was replaced by a Warforged essence within an enchanted steel orb, his blood replaced with a magical gaseous substance and all of his other organs removed. Somehow he survived (by magical means) and can see and hear as he could before, even though he has no visible means of sensory awareness.

Rescued from the dark warlocks lair by a patrolling Ordom unit, he chose to join their ranks. After many years of struggling past prejudice and learning the ways of their society, he reached 'Hammer' status. 20 years on from his joining, he is the right hand of the Ordom General 'Oretick' and takes care of foreign issues as well as internal issues.

He has recently learnt that his father died searching from him in the Low Swamps around the Grey Leaf. A bounty was placed on the warlocks head as well, a substancial chunk of the familes wealth. He has made plans to travel all the way home in the next few years, attempt to rebuild the old and collapsed bridges that he once had between himself and his family, and mourn with his mother as well as his siblings
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[GoddessSophia]

Kethryllia

"The Secrets of the Elvish Kind"

Age~ Kethryllia has been alive for over 10 centuries, being born before the Medieval Era even began. Although, the young woman looks like she is 23 years old in the least.

Specie~She’s one of the Elves of Striverton.

Powers/Skills~ Like man Elves, Kethryllia has been born with the Gift of Semi-Immortality. It allows her to age more slowly, and she is capable of living for a very long long time with this special gift; she hadn’t aged for a long time now after she reached the age of 23. Keth has control over the Spiritual Force Manipulation. She is one of the few that has mastered the art of Transmutation.
Kethryllia is also very skilled when it comes to combat; The Elf mostly prefers the use of weapons such as bow and arrows, and her sword; rather than hand to hand combat without any weapons. At times, she will use her powers and exploit other people’s weaknesses with her gifts.
She enjoys playing the Harp and Flute. Kethryllia can be seen walking in the nature realms in Telshore. When she’s not on foot; she’ll most likely be with her white horse; after her long life, she is known to be a very skilled and fast rider.

Bio~ Being an Elf, she is sometimes perceived to be as Stoic and a bit Cold. But those who have gotten to know her, know that she has a heart of gold deep inside of her. Kethryllia is a loving and compassionate person to those who mean a lot to her. The long centuries that she has been alive; have made her wiser and rational. It’s a gift some people can only dream off. However, there are some aspects of her life and personality, that she keeps closely guarded. Never having known love, she guards her heart like it’s her most treasured object in fear of getting burned due to the fact she has seen many people suffer over loss and heart-ache.
Kethryllia has spent all of her life in Telshore, the cracked Isle. Her family being born into the Noble ranking; she has been pampered and people have always done everything for her; even if it didn’t always please her. As she grew older and wiser, Kethryllia searched for her own freedom and independence. The young Elf, started to dismiss all those who worked for her; much to her parent’s disapproval. They had always taught her, that they deserved the best. But Kethryllia saw the good in other people, and wanted to treat commoners as equals, experience things for herself and not having everything handed over on a silver platter.
Tearing away from her family, she ended up in Sriverton. The young Elf soon mixed in with the mortals and other Elves that resided in the village. When the Angels came, Kethryllia welcomed to them as if they were her own; soon becoming friends with the Angels that created a valuable and strong alliance in order to try and keep the people of Telshore; Sriverton safe.
Despite being a woman, she is one of the leaders when it comes to Battle. Kethryllia has known to be victorious in battle and some say; she has no mercy against the enemies.

[Sugar and Spite]

Raven Aster Willow

"You're always better off with a really good lie."

Age: Ravens true name is unknown, though the witch has been said to be born quite a bit before the Medieval era began. However, the female passes for the age of 19.

Species: Raven is a witch.

Powers/Skills: •Chronokinesis: The ability to slow down or speed up (possibly stop it all together) time.
•Conjuring of the Elements: Raven can control all of the elements: Water, Wind, Earth and Fire, though fire is indeed her favorite.

Bio: Raven was born into a family full of children before the Medieval era began, her father working hard to support her, her mother and her siblings. No one else in her family had ever had such powers, no could ever be considered a witch. One day it was found out that Raven did have powers as she sat fire to large tree in their backyard. Scared of what people might think, her father did as much research as those times allowed reading books and other such things. Turns out that her great x3 grandmother was a witch that managed to keep her powers a secret from everyone.
Scared of what the current Kingdom in which she was living would do, her father took her to nearest kingdom, one that was still establishing itself that would later be called Red River Valley. Not knowing what to do, the then 13 year old child would walk to the vast castle and speak to the supposed queen of the land. Hearing her story, the woman that she later came to know as Evangaline, she would join the ranks of the army.

[Pripovednik]

Sherwin Darkmoss

Name- Sherwin ‘Barkson’ Darkmoss
Age- 54
Species- Wood Elf
Appearance-

Powers/Skills

• Sherwin has the ability to command plants and trees to do his bidding. While this ability can be draining if used multiple times in a day, it is deadly when his enemies are treading among the forest.
• His long time among the flora of the land has allowed him to effortlessly meld into the landscape like a stick insect amongst the branches, practically invisible when he chooses to be.
• Any clean water that Sherwin comes across can be granted healing properties when it passes over his body, so dipping his wounds in streams means a quick fix when he is injured.
• Being a master of the bow, Sherwin can fire multiple arrows at once, in quick succession and with deadly accuracy. His knowledge of plants and their properties means he carries many poisons and concoctions of his own to add to the tips of his arrows.

Bio

Sherwin was left as a babe at the foot of his tribe’s ancient Birch tree when his mother fled, their village being burnt to the ground by raiding Orcs from the high peaks above the forest. He lay on the soft bed of leaves as his mother was cut down in front of him by a pursuing pillager.

On the first day it rained and he cried, his sharp screams breaking over the forest and bouncing from rain drop to rain drop.
On the second day he slept, as still as the trees around him, his tears dried while he dreamt of his mothers and fathers faces.
On the third day he was silent, peering up into the canopy above him and at the butterflies as they passed over his head.

On the fourth day, the Birch tree reached down with its old bark arms and picked Sherwin up, holding him to its moss covered chest.

On the fifth day, the Ancient Ent heaved out its feet, its great roots breaking through the earth then walked slowly and steadily deeper into the forest.

On the sixth day they arrived at the Burrow of Arbre, the oldest of the Ent Rada. Leaving the babe Sherwin at the caves entrance, the Ent entered and did not return for many days.

During the 6 days that he was left by the cave entrance, Sherwin was visited multiple times by the fey creatures attracted to great magic radiating from the cave. They brought him food and drink, sang soft lullabies to him and one dryad even took him in her soft arms and rocked him slowly to sleep as she pranced among the flowers. When the Birch finally returned it took him in its arms once more and returned into the cave. For the next 40 years Sherwin was taught the ways of the forest and trained himself if the use of a bow – his tribes weapon of choice.

His time among the Ents and Fey creatures has earned him the name Barkson. When he eventually left the safety of the Ambre, he was given a small black wolf cub Jrieka, named after his lost village.

For the 13 years that followed up until the present day he has been roaming the forests of the land with Jrieka, looking for evil to crush beneath nature’s green boot. As the sole survivor of his tribe, Sherwin holds the name Darkmoss with great pride.

Jrieka

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Secondary (1):

Fallen Angel Knight -

Zealtor Radia

Age 3570 years in the mortal realm.
How they fit in Zealtor was banished from his realm of light for not following the orders of his superior. Choosing to come to the mortal realm, he lives among the clouds, floating down and donning armour in the name of good whenever he can.

Demigod Trickster -

The Storm Cloud

Age 94
How they fit in Juilon Son of Asitas, 'The Storm Cloud' shifts around the land in wisps of crackling mist, jumping between the planes and appearing behind his enemies. He is given kidnapping targets by his father, mostly those who do not please him, taking them to his fathers realm for judgement. Asitas, his father, is God of blood and is displeased when it is spilled coldly.

Halfling Assassin -

Jeold Cleanboots

Age 41
How they fit in Jeold Cleanboots is so called because his small legs move so fast, that it is said his feet never touch the floor. He likes to slice the tendons on the back of his contracts legs, slitting their throats when they drop to his height.

Mortal mage -

Skarion Serpent, and staff

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Age 67
How they fit in Skarion lives in various caves around the land, moving every year or so, he preys upon travellers - using his snake minions to kill them and taking their items. He is adapt in conjuring spells connected to snakes, and also knows a few basic destruction spells. His staff can bite at his foes, and spit poison.

Demonic warlock -

Narion Coro

Age 138
How they fit in Narion is the blood spawn of the lesser demon Luk Blacktooth. He dabbles in his own demonic magic, but keeps himself to himself, staying within his tower in the marshes. He is an excellent swordsman, specifically duel wield rapiers.

[ActRaiserTheReturned]

"My humor is as dry as my native sand dunes".



Abram the Merchant Shah
Abram the Merchant Shah. Follows a Monotheistic religion in a land where only six to eight percent of the people believe in One God. The rest either don't know what to believe, follow some form of animism, Pantheon worship or an amalgamation of all religions, including ancestor worship. Those left on the border lands tend to really mix things up, following a little bit of the foreign nations around them. Abram was a product of real religious acceptance and tolerance, but feuds based on religions were inescapable, even in some of the most hospitable cities of the interior lands of Hakkhumar, gangs of twenty and upwards could wipe out a village in brutal massacres before the Shah could organize a policing force.
Thus, Abram grew up strongly against thieving, believing that sins like greed might grow into sins of violence, and revenge. He became a great warrior nonetheless, helping to fight off bandit groups in tandem with city guards and local tribes. Eventually he had scores of men working under him and became known as the Merchant Prince. He later defeated a massive force of bandits with only two hundred men, becoming known as the "Merchant King/Shah". Three thousand men on the other side died, only losing twenty men.

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Secondary Characters (2)

Semsapiel

Age/Specie~ His age is unknown. It has been estimated he was born a few centuries before the Medieval Era even began. He's a Half Mortal-Half Angelic creature.

How they fit in~He's a distant cousin to Xathanael. His father was an Angelic Trickster, whilst his mother was a mortal. Semsapiel is rather rebellious after his father; getting into trouble and often seeks out adventure. He has committed many sins, and broken many rules; he's slowly on the verge of being punished and thrown out of the Heavens.
A distant prophecy holds that he is destined to become a Demon...a new abomination to walk the lands with his fall from Grace.

Idina 'Grim Reaper' Krome

Age/Specie~ Idina is around 20 years old. Maybe in her mid 20's, she has been a Pirate since early childhood.

How they fit in~She's one of the most feared Pirates of Telshore. She and the 'Grimreapers' have no true home, they sail the waters around the Isle and surrounding continents. They live for fighting, finding treasure and spreading their tyranny. After the death of her father Robert 'Three eyed Jacks' Krome, Idina became the leader of their crew. She swore to seek out revenge on her father's killers and so her mission to seek them out began.
She's rather gifted with swords and knife throwing-those are her main choice of weapons when it comes to combat and fighting another person.

Kraubetha Craft

Age/Specie~ She's at least in her early 30's, but due to her magical gifts of being a Necromancer she's over 3 centuries old.

How they fit in~ She's one of the dark forces to walk in Telshore. Her home is wherever most power lies. She travels between Kingdoms seeing more power...making her name...marking History.She's known to work along side other Demon's and Warlocks, together melding with the balance between good and evil. She's rather self observed...and will do anything to gain more power and influence.
She's rather self centered and does not think about other people-she wishes that the undead would rule the world. She will most likely trick her allies and end up working against them.