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  • Old Guild Username: Iatos
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    1. Iatos 11 yrs ago

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9 yrs ago
Today I feel like a muffin. consume it... and it wil lbe your final meal. Heh.... he he.
9 yrs ago
Feelin like a boss... The Kind that Wipe everyone if they don't do everything right.... HAH ha ha ha ha...
9 yrs ago
Who Ate those!?... I ate those. I have entered this realm once again.

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Alias: 'Sin'
Specie: Umbreon
Apperance:

Gender: Female (Does however sometimes pretend to be male)
Background:

Sin, or whatever name she decides to use to get the job done, was once a Eevee believe it or not... not much different from any other normal Eevees. She didn't quite get a luxurious life and things was tough where she lived to the point where she was bullied and had to resort to thievery to stay alive.

These little crimes was harmless enough at first, but eventually they got bigger over time and when she was caught she was often beaten up. She didn't stop stealing however, she had almost started getting good at it when she ended up fighting a weaker pokémon and for the first time and accidentally went a bit too far. The Pokémon died, and she now had blood on her claws for the first time...

Yet lonely as she was, she convinced herself that it was indeed for the her own survival, that it was neccessary and that there had been no other solution. One Death would soon become two... and soon she found herself the only survivor of a big fight in the middle of the night. She evolved and her rings turned red from the blood she had spilled, and she felt happy about it.

Her fate would eventually take her to the Shadow Guild wwhere her skills would be honed and put to 'use' Eventually she would grow into her role as an Assassin for the Guild, and become adapt in the art of seduction. She's been around ever since.

Minor Skills: Lockpicing,Poison's,Stealth,Cross dressing.
Specialisations: Assassinations, Escort missions.
Special Skills: Ninjutsu (Traught From a Greninja)
Flaws: Cowardly, weak in terms of strength.

Password: "p..l..please mister... le..llemme in... its sooossoo cold outside~."
Begone Pest!

This is the world of Mystery and Pokémon, and at our guild only the toughest stand a chance at joining. We don't accept pesky rescue jobs for silly little pokémon that can't take care of themselves, no, here at the Shadow guild your expected to be able to watch your own back and be capable of handling requests that pay's the best... We reserve the right to refues any pesky or annoying requests that are a waste of our time, but if you make it worthwile you won't find any other guild that's prepared to give everything to complete any requests we in fact do accept.

Need some dirty work done?... Well you've come to the right place. Laws have no meaning here, we live only by our own rules... and our code. And it doesn't matter to us what the job is as long as the pay is good and no questions are asked.

We don't care if our members work alone or a team as long as they get the job they have accepted done at any cost.





Lucas was about to head right into the classroom and take a seat when he felt something crash into him from behind, it didn't really hurt or make him stagger it was more of a surprise really than anything. He urned around and when he saw the girl apologizing he put two and two together. He looked to her, saw her nose and hoped she was okay rather than anything else. "Are you alright?... its Okay, was a accicdent right?... hows your nose?" he asked as he stepped inside and helped the girl inside before more people could bump into them, he wondered if she perhaps would need a tissue or something or perhaps ice to cool her nose if she had hurt it.
Oh right ^^"
Rohan Winshire


Age: 21
Starting Location: Central City
Rank: Beginner

Organization:

Occupation: Professional Ice Sculptor and SnowCone Café Worker.

Appearance:


Biography:

From the Coldest region's of the world come the warmest people, or so Rohan was raised to believe. He come from a warm hearted family living in a very cold place where people take care of each other and treasure what they have. He know that the key to survival is to have others to complete you and that there's only so much one can do on their own. But also that its important to stand on your own two feet and face challenges head on.

He spent much time with pokémon and family as well as his townfolk when he was young, giving him quite a lot of experience with them from a young age... as he grew older he took to the world, to travel and see new places, meet new people and see more smiles. He happened upon the central city due to its central location and took a job at a Ice cream café there where he would Sculpture ice and sell snowcones to their customers for a while as a living.

Personality:

Warm and Compassionate, to care for others and be cared for in kind... Rohan have been raised to believe that the true way for a specie to live is together, and that we only survive by helping each other. To Give Kindness to those in need, and to reach out a helping hand to those who need a lift have always been one of his ideals. It have been one of his reasons to always service with a smile as he always feel proud of what he do, to sell snowcones to children, or to impress even adults with Ice Sculptures that while cold on the outside hold his warmest regards for everyone to see.

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The world as we know it has ended... There''s no hope left for the world, great cities once raised by humés now lays in ruin and their entire race have gone extinct. Only we Pokémon remain in the land, but our specie is dwindling by the day and soon there will be none left of us.

The ones that still survive have done so with a combination of skill, the ability to adapt and sheer luck. There's no signs of any end to the dissasters that plauge our world, they are beyond our control and all we can do is to endure them daily and hope... that a day will come when everything ends may it be the complete destruction of our word... or the end of these terrible events.




My name is Erego, I'm a Flareon... perhaps the last of my kind. As a Fire type i have provided heat for my allies on cold nights, and lit up the darkness that have fallen. Many look to me as a Beacon of hope, and I do everything I can to continue to Burn bright for those in need.

I proudly wear the scars on my body from battles and disasters, and I cherish each of them as an event that I actually survived. When I started my journey I was alone, and my trainer who I can no longer completely remember was no more... It was with grief in my heart that I pressed on. Nights with storms, thunder and rain drained my strength constantly... but I did not give in, nor did I surrender. I fought against the elements, I fought against those who stood in my path, and I continue to fight upon this day... For a better world, in which we can finally know peace.

We live in a old ruin from a forgotten age, and so far it have been our sanctuary atop of a high ground where the flooding haven't reached us, and where the earthquakes haven't torn the ground away beneath our paws. Here we have endured storms and tornadoes by digging in deep and hiding beneath the ground, here we have a defendable location that we watch over constantly.

The elements are not the only danger, Pokémon whom gone insane... whom want to steal our 'home' away from us by force remain a constant threat. One became two... two became four... four became seven... and seven became twenty... then twenty became thirteen... we have gained new allies, and we have lost good friends.

We must do what we can to survive, do what we must... to prevail. We cannot save everybody, we cannot let everyone inside. Yet we can let those in who deserve it, those that have proven themselves worthy of our trust. It may not sound fair, but with such an unfair world we must make sacrifices... otherwise we will all perish.





"Up and at them, a new day have dawned... I thank our night watch kindly for their hard work, and the stars that we for another night have survived. Now I wish to inform everyone that Our Stock of food is constantly dwindling, and that we must continue to search.... We cannot spare everyone, at least four of us must remain here at all times to protect this place. The rest will split up in groups of three, that way we can watch each other's backs out there... and stand a fair chance that at least one will live to tell the tale" Erego spoke loud and clear in front of everybody atop of what remained of a crumbled pillar.

The Flareon nodded as he looked to the pokémon around him but also over yonder as far as his eyes could see. "So who wishes to stay behind?... " he said before giving everyone a chance to respond, if more than four wished he would need to choose among them. "I shall go north, as I have a disadvantage near the ocean even thought its mostly dried up. I intend to reach the peak in the north today and hopefully search the caves for survivors... So who wishes to follow me? I should tell you now that the chances for danger is very high... but it may be worth it if we can gain new allies" he said as he waited for any volunteers.
@Iatos Personal note... The Gigantic (To others) F-ing Dragon Born say... lets Get the F- out of here.
Returning from her patrol around the barn, she looks to the elf and the Goblin who still stands probably around the elf unless it went further inside. Ishalla shake her head slowly and say We'll go the camp after all..." she say in the common tongue.



She walks up to the Goblin, gently set her mace down by her feet before she
Not so gently pick up the torch from the Goblin (possibly with the Goblin) ... And Shake him loose from it if he hangs on to it while gently muttering the words that she need to borrow it...

Ishalla... Then gently throw, the torch... Without the Goblin attached... Into the barn, hopefully hitting the hay inside...

Then she pick up her mace again, look to the elf and the Goblin, and say "This should draw some attention... Let's go to the camp without looking like candles... And hope the moths are drawn to the flames" she say...

Ishalla then keep her mind open to the divine (Divine sense)

While walking towards the camp the driver spoke about while somewhat hoping that she see a big flame behind her soon And also avoiding the forest.
@BurningDaisies@Rogue Colm

Alright, I have an idea... Your going to like it...

Probably...

@MonstrousMan

So what about me? xD
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