Siin's profile
Duana
Name: Duana Kellan
Age: 1295
Gender: Female
Species: Dimensional being of mixed blood. Both parents (now deceased) where human but somehow a demon (dimensional being facing extinction) impregnated the human mother while she slept (rape)
Birth Date: N/A
Occupation: Siin's right hand or guardian.
Pets/Creatures/Summons: Her army she commands that's back at the kingdom in Helliinia. Otherwise, she has none.
Physical Description:
Duana in her physical training outfit
Duana in her full demon mode form
Siin and Duana in human-esk form. ^^
She is tall about 5' 6" with an atheletic build. She has firm muscles with dark golden skin. Her black hair is twisted in dreadlocks and beaded at the ends. She has high cheekbones and very full Asian lips and almond gold eyes. She could almost pass for normal if it wasn't for her pointed ears. Her right hand all the way up to her shoulder is covered in a tattoo like scar that spirals dark reddish brown flames that spiral in and out of her skin like a burn.
Personality Description: She would be somewhat apathetic towards life and spiteful to everyone at first but once she opens up towards someone she becomes more kine. She is very honest and blunt and if she is unhappy with something or someone she won't hesitate in saying so or give her opinion. She knows when to keep her mouth shut however in life or death situations. She is a lot more calm and level headed than Siin.
Special Abilities: She can move within the dimensional plane and to different places of time and space with the help of her right arm. It acts as a key since the same energies that swarm and consume that part of her body also make up the fabric space that is knitted together to create the walls in between each dimension.
Also, she has another physical form. When she transforms into this with the help of an amulet, she has the physical strength and endurance of 10 tigers. She heals very quickly in this form but can only be held for an hour.
Duana Kellan in beast form
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Special defenses: She's quick and is very flexible. Knows Tai jitsu, Wing Chung, and kung fu so she has very fast reflexes unknown to humans.
Weaknesses: She's very protective of Siin, never leaves Siin side when she travels with her. She has a pretty nasty temper and is very irritable.
Weapon: She has many small concealed knives on her person, small enough to whip out suddenly for a quick kill. She has a single plain looking sword at her left side, however it's enchanted in a way, it's shorter than most swords but can extend by magic when an incantation is said.
Quirks: She is very flexible with her mind and can speak telepathically with Siin. Is quick witted and has more along the lines of a sarcastic and dark humor.
Age: 1295
Gender: Female
Species: Dimensional being of mixed blood. Both parents (now deceased) where human but somehow a demon (dimensional being facing extinction) impregnated the human mother while she slept (rape)
Birth Date: N/A
Occupation: Siin's right hand or guardian.
Pets/Creatures/Summons: Her army she commands that's back at the kingdom in Helliinia. Otherwise, she has none.
Physical Description:
Duana in her physical training outfit
Duana in her full demon mode form
Siin and Duana in human-esk form. ^^
She is tall about 5' 6" with an atheletic build. She has firm muscles with dark golden skin. Her black hair is twisted in dreadlocks and beaded at the ends. She has high cheekbones and very full Asian lips and almond gold eyes. She could almost pass for normal if it wasn't for her pointed ears. Her right hand all the way up to her shoulder is covered in a tattoo like scar that spirals dark reddish brown flames that spiral in and out of her skin like a burn.
Personality Description: She would be somewhat apathetic towards life and spiteful to everyone at first but once she opens up towards someone she becomes more kine. She is very honest and blunt and if she is unhappy with something or someone she won't hesitate in saying so or give her opinion. She knows when to keep her mouth shut however in life or death situations. She is a lot more calm and level headed than Siin.
Special Abilities: She can move within the dimensional plane and to different places of time and space with the help of her right arm. It acts as a key since the same energies that swarm and consume that part of her body also make up the fabric space that is knitted together to create the walls in between each dimension.
Also, she has another physical form. When she transforms into this with the help of an amulet, she has the physical strength and endurance of 10 tigers. She heals very quickly in this form but can only be held for an hour.
Duana Kellan in beast form
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Special defenses: She's quick and is very flexible. Knows Tai jitsu, Wing Chung, and kung fu so she has very fast reflexes unknown to humans.
Weaknesses: She's very protective of Siin, never leaves Siin side when she travels with her. She has a pretty nasty temper and is very irritable.
Weapon: She has many small concealed knives on her person, small enough to whip out suddenly for a quick kill. She has a single plain looking sword at her left side, however it's enchanted in a way, it's shorter than most swords but can extend by magic when an incantation is said.
Quirks: She is very flexible with her mind and can speak telepathically with Siin. Is quick witted and has more along the lines of a sarcastic and dark humor.
Anya
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Name: Anya Silaya Fainne
Age: 607
Gender:
female.
Species:
Her father was a dark elf king, her mother was an ice demon.
Birth Date:
Born in 1400, January 13th.
Occupation: Land owner, cow trader.
Pets/Creatures/Summons:
pets-
Orion, her white wolf.
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Necromancer, her black pegusus.
Physical Description:
Drow:
Demon:
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She has long white and silver hair that parts to the side, it is straight until it reaches past her bottom to her knees in curly waves.
Her eyes are silver and blue, they change colors of different blues depending on her mood, like a storm being played within her gaze. Her skin is white and milky; blues, pinks, and violet colors fade into her skin for it shines sometimes like glass. Her hands all the way up to her shoulders, are tinged with a deep aquatic blue. This is where her ability to control ice emerges. She has thin white scars running up and along her body in a tattoo like decoration, each scar being formed shows how many new powerful attacks she has taken control of. She's tall and has an hour glass shape, about 5' 6". Her face is long and oval, she has very elven features with long pointed ears. Sometimes she has ice spiked horns that protrude from the middle of her head, this is when she is in training and her demonic powers reach forth.
Personality Description:
She is calm and shy, she likes to live by herself and has very few friends. She is weary of strangers and doesn't talk much. She is loyal to the friends she has, kind and giving to the needs of them. She has a quick temper, can be irritable at best. She has a random tendency to be perverted only around close friends, it's too random and rare in any case so it's hilarious when it hits you. She tends to lean on others or in the background if she is feeling ill or weak spirited. There are no ends to her sarcasm, usually just a front to beat around the bush on the current topic at hand or possibly lighten up the mood.
Her favorite thing to do is to watch the sun set over the lake behind her house while rocking in a rocking chair with a large cup of ice cold mint tea in her hands.
Background:
A woman with white hair and red eyes stare down into the empty expression of her husband lying dead on the ground;his black hair sread around him...his silver eyes staring into nothing...the crown fallen down next to his head. His dieing wish "take her ...t-take our daughter out of this place...they will come to take her! i love you..." , his head falls back,the dagger sticking out of his gut;blood everywere. A tear falls down her cheak in rememberance as the baby wraped in white cloth wiggles in her arms crying. She runs at the sound of men shouting, running as fast as she can to her room through a secret door which was hidden within the walls. Quickly moving down the steps to the river, she finds the basket left for her and puts the crying baby in it. Crying and bleeding from her arm she lets the basket float down the river .. hoping she will have a better future. The little baby looks back with her silver eyes staring at the mother...getting smaller as she moves farther away. Men storm out of the stair case shouting with swords and daggers attackintg her mother. A couple hours pass as the child floats near the edge of a human village. A couple finds the child and the woman crys holding it. Baren and unable to have children she laughs with joy with the baby in her arms.
They decided to raise the child as they saw fit, seeing it as a blessing from above. The harp locket the only thing connecting her to her past and lineage, the name Anya Fainne engraved on it. One fateful evening after making a batch of carmel apples for her 12th birthday , her human mother walks to the door and opens it. Seeing her husband impailed with the end of a sword sticking out of his gut, in horror, she screams. His dead body slides off, droping down on the floor next to her. A group of lowly demons hurry in looking for the 12 year old child. The human runs to find her and trys to protect but ends up being captured .. raped then killed. Anya screams and crys dearly for help watching this. Black surrounds her mind making her fall to her knees. Several hours later she wakes up to a house covered completly in ice and snow. Spikes of different sizes rise out of the ground impailing the now dead and frozen demons. She walks out of the house , her mind blank and confused, the white gown spattered with blood and torn in different places. She looks out to the village, the people there look at her and scream 'demon' then they run to hide in thier house. Anya looks down as she walks into the forest, her eyes dry and burning from crying. Alone and cold walking further into the darkness of the woods, her fingers rub and encircle around her harp locket like the only tie to her family. The love that was left behind lives in her locket. She wonders and grows to the age of 18 as a lowly begger. Alone still and lost for words to say to anyone ; scrounging for food. She contiues to wonder until she stumbles apon a large mansion. A woman on the steps see's her and helps her up from the frozen ground taking her to the door. " Come with me little one, we will keep you safe with a roof over your head", the lady with a revealing gown said down to her. Anya lived her days til the age of 21 , now a grown woman. The ladies of the house tell the mistress and she tells her she must now earn her keep. " A woman of your age will now become one with this place. Your lovely body will do good here". Little did Anya know, the place she now lived in was actually a brothel...a whore house. She was scared but knew she had no were else to live. Now, being trained the ways of a whore, she had to do what she was told. Four years later, a man with a knight title and much money comes into the mansion for shelter for the night. Anya see's the handsome man and gets closer to him. He was interested in her and her hard past and wanted to take her out of this place. One night he comes back and sneaks her out. They traveled together and now Anya's powers of ice come to surface during thier travels. The man, Daemon, see's her as a little sister and wanted to train her, to open herself to her dormant powers. Knowing she was a demon of sorts, and knew she was ignorant of it, he tells her of his past. His age 526 years as a fallen angel, a dark one now, and her a demon of ice . Anya was shocked but for some unknown reason she knew already from the back of her mind. Once she turned 80 , her age not touching her physical body which stayed the appearance of 25, finished her training with her like brother Daemon and wanted to travel to unknown lands by herself. She wanted to explore the world, to learn new things. Daemon knew this day would come and accepted it. They went their seperate ways and 695 years later they met again at a land called Gaia. Anya made residence at a cottage in the mountains of Gaia. Anya owns at least 20 achres of land plus a horse stable around the end of it. She owns crops for food and has a barn. She owns at least 20 cattle, 40 chickens, and a few turkeys. She also has a sister named Makiko Midori. Her brother Daemon died shortly after their departure, his cause of death was unkown to her. She wears his feathered necklace as a rememberance of her beloved brother. She was always saddened by his untimely fate, but accepted it none the less. She lives in the human relm, far from civilization. She grows her own foods and has a large and running farm. She lives alone, only a few friends come to stop by her house now adays. The only one she knew as of late was Siin Adonai, and Kalliiana. However they don't know each other.
Special Abilities:
The ability to control water and it's temperature making it so cold it forms ice all around her. - technical name would be cryokenisis
Special Defences:
Ice caccoon. Ice wall. Her fire sword which shields her from demonic fire attacks.
Weaknesses: The heat, normally she has a very thin layer of snow and ice that's almost invisible that surrounds her body like an armored shell. It's like ontop of her first layer of skin, magic keeps it like that.
Demonic fire can deflect all of her attacks, it can melt through her like fire to an earthly ball of snow. Hot water, like a bath or hot spring, will temporarily turn her defensless of her armored like layer, seeing as it melted away in the water.
Weapon:
She has a long slim sword, it looks something like this.
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She also has a fire like sword that Siin Adonai gave her, it's protection against demonic fire since she's useless against it on her own.
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Her arched sword which she has 2 of.
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Quirks: Has high stamina, knows how to please a man until he's completely sated. wink Because of the guard like layor over her skin, her skin is smooth and transluscent almost. She plays the harp, it keeps her calm and at ease. To keep her body at a certain tempurature, she created a type of medicine in which she drinks about 5 times a day. It is cold cold mint tea. Mint is her favorite flavor.
Name: Anya Silaya Fainne
Age: 607
Gender:
female.
Species:
Her father was a dark elf king, her mother was an ice demon.
Birth Date:
Born in 1400, January 13th.
Occupation: Land owner, cow trader.
Pets/Creatures/Summons:
pets-
Orion, her white wolf.
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Necromancer, her black pegusus.
Physical Description:
Drow:
Demon:
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She has long white and silver hair that parts to the side, it is straight until it reaches past her bottom to her knees in curly waves.
Her eyes are silver and blue, they change colors of different blues depending on her mood, like a storm being played within her gaze. Her skin is white and milky; blues, pinks, and violet colors fade into her skin for it shines sometimes like glass. Her hands all the way up to her shoulders, are tinged with a deep aquatic blue. This is where her ability to control ice emerges. She has thin white scars running up and along her body in a tattoo like decoration, each scar being formed shows how many new powerful attacks she has taken control of. She's tall and has an hour glass shape, about 5' 6". Her face is long and oval, she has very elven features with long pointed ears. Sometimes she has ice spiked horns that protrude from the middle of her head, this is when she is in training and her demonic powers reach forth.
Personality Description:
She is calm and shy, she likes to live by herself and has very few friends. She is weary of strangers and doesn't talk much. She is loyal to the friends she has, kind and giving to the needs of them. She has a quick temper, can be irritable at best. She has a random tendency to be perverted only around close friends, it's too random and rare in any case so it's hilarious when it hits you. She tends to lean on others or in the background if she is feeling ill or weak spirited. There are no ends to her sarcasm, usually just a front to beat around the bush on the current topic at hand or possibly lighten up the mood.
Her favorite thing to do is to watch the sun set over the lake behind her house while rocking in a rocking chair with a large cup of ice cold mint tea in her hands.
Background:
A woman with white hair and red eyes stare down into the empty expression of her husband lying dead on the ground;his black hair sread around him...his silver eyes staring into nothing...the crown fallen down next to his head. His dieing wish "take her ...t-take our daughter out of this place...they will come to take her! i love you..." , his head falls back,the dagger sticking out of his gut;blood everywere. A tear falls down her cheak in rememberance as the baby wraped in white cloth wiggles in her arms crying. She runs at the sound of men shouting, running as fast as she can to her room through a secret door which was hidden within the walls. Quickly moving down the steps to the river, she finds the basket left for her and puts the crying baby in it. Crying and bleeding from her arm she lets the basket float down the river .. hoping she will have a better future. The little baby looks back with her silver eyes staring at the mother...getting smaller as she moves farther away. Men storm out of the stair case shouting with swords and daggers attackintg her mother. A couple hours pass as the child floats near the edge of a human village. A couple finds the child and the woman crys holding it. Baren and unable to have children she laughs with joy with the baby in her arms.
They decided to raise the child as they saw fit, seeing it as a blessing from above. The harp locket the only thing connecting her to her past and lineage, the name Anya Fainne engraved on it. One fateful evening after making a batch of carmel apples for her 12th birthday , her human mother walks to the door and opens it. Seeing her husband impailed with the end of a sword sticking out of his gut, in horror, she screams. His dead body slides off, droping down on the floor next to her. A group of lowly demons hurry in looking for the 12 year old child. The human runs to find her and trys to protect but ends up being captured .. raped then killed. Anya screams and crys dearly for help watching this. Black surrounds her mind making her fall to her knees. Several hours later she wakes up to a house covered completly in ice and snow. Spikes of different sizes rise out of the ground impailing the now dead and frozen demons. She walks out of the house , her mind blank and confused, the white gown spattered with blood and torn in different places. She looks out to the village, the people there look at her and scream 'demon' then they run to hide in thier house. Anya looks down as she walks into the forest, her eyes dry and burning from crying. Alone and cold walking further into the darkness of the woods, her fingers rub and encircle around her harp locket like the only tie to her family. The love that was left behind lives in her locket. She wonders and grows to the age of 18 as a lowly begger. Alone still and lost for words to say to anyone ; scrounging for food. She contiues to wonder until she stumbles apon a large mansion. A woman on the steps see's her and helps her up from the frozen ground taking her to the door. " Come with me little one, we will keep you safe with a roof over your head", the lady with a revealing gown said down to her. Anya lived her days til the age of 21 , now a grown woman. The ladies of the house tell the mistress and she tells her she must now earn her keep. " A woman of your age will now become one with this place. Your lovely body will do good here". Little did Anya know, the place she now lived in was actually a brothel...a whore house. She was scared but knew she had no were else to live. Now, being trained the ways of a whore, she had to do what she was told. Four years later, a man with a knight title and much money comes into the mansion for shelter for the night. Anya see's the handsome man and gets closer to him. He was interested in her and her hard past and wanted to take her out of this place. One night he comes back and sneaks her out. They traveled together and now Anya's powers of ice come to surface during thier travels. The man, Daemon, see's her as a little sister and wanted to train her, to open herself to her dormant powers. Knowing she was a demon of sorts, and knew she was ignorant of it, he tells her of his past. His age 526 years as a fallen angel, a dark one now, and her a demon of ice . Anya was shocked but for some unknown reason she knew already from the back of her mind. Once she turned 80 , her age not touching her physical body which stayed the appearance of 25, finished her training with her like brother Daemon and wanted to travel to unknown lands by herself. She wanted to explore the world, to learn new things. Daemon knew this day would come and accepted it. They went their seperate ways and 695 years later they met again at a land called Gaia. Anya made residence at a cottage in the mountains of Gaia. Anya owns at least 20 achres of land plus a horse stable around the end of it. She owns crops for food and has a barn. She owns at least 20 cattle, 40 chickens, and a few turkeys. She also has a sister named Makiko Midori. Her brother Daemon died shortly after their departure, his cause of death was unkown to her. She wears his feathered necklace as a rememberance of her beloved brother. She was always saddened by his untimely fate, but accepted it none the less. She lives in the human relm, far from civilization. She grows her own foods and has a large and running farm. She lives alone, only a few friends come to stop by her house now adays. The only one she knew as of late was Siin Adonai, and Kalliiana. However they don't know each other.
Special Abilities:
The ability to control water and it's temperature making it so cold it forms ice all around her. - technical name would be cryokenisis
Special Defences:
Ice caccoon. Ice wall. Her fire sword which shields her from demonic fire attacks.
Weaknesses: The heat, normally she has a very thin layer of snow and ice that's almost invisible that surrounds her body like an armored shell. It's like ontop of her first layer of skin, magic keeps it like that.
Demonic fire can deflect all of her attacks, it can melt through her like fire to an earthly ball of snow. Hot water, like a bath or hot spring, will temporarily turn her defensless of her armored like layer, seeing as it melted away in the water.
Weapon:
She has a long slim sword, it looks something like this.
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She also has a fire like sword that Siin Adonai gave her, it's protection against demonic fire since she's useless against it on her own.
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Her arched sword which she has 2 of.
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Quirks: Has high stamina, knows how to please a man until he's completely sated. wink Because of the guard like layor over her skin, her skin is smooth and transluscent almost. She plays the harp, it keeps her calm and at ease. To keep her body at a certain tempurature, she created a type of medicine in which she drinks about 5 times a day. It is cold cold mint tea. Mint is her favorite flavor.
Kalliiana
Name: Kalliiana
Age: ???
Gender: female
Species: elf
Birth Date: Around 400BC, days of the celts.
Occupation: ex celtic princess, now a wondering flower merchant
Pets/Creatures/Summons:
Pet->
1 black cat,
Armelle
Creature->
1 black wolf, Brian
1 raven-
Bran
Summons->
Caoimhe - Fae, protector of the royal crown.
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Shayla - Faerie of the old Celtic forest.
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Physical Description:
She is tall, about 5' 8"
She has long and slightly wavy black hair that reaches to the end of her spine, it's split in the middle. Her skin is a pale yellow, her eyes a deep forest green mixed with bright colors of grass green. Her face is long and sharp like an elfs, her ears are pointy but not long. She has a slender body, soft and slightly shaped like and hourglass. (not as shapely as Siin though. lolz.)
She usually wears whatever is updated with the modern world. She try's to blend in with the human crowd, which is hard to do seeing as how beautiful and earthly she is. Is usually gaped at because of this.
She hides her pointed ears with glamor magic, it's like makeup... but magic, like an illusion to the naked eye.
She wears a pendant around her neck. It's her royalty pendant, made for her when she was queen in her home world many centuries ago. It holds alot of power and mana that makes Kalliiana who she is.
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Personality Description:
She is kind and caring to her friends, knows Anya Fainne from traveling.
Is strong spirited and guards her identity as best as possible. Loves to hang out with her human friends, hates creatures of darkness. Is very weary of them, isn't outwardly affected but inwardly she will war with herself. She is always full of laughs, is very loyal towards those she cares about. She is shy and very kind. Even though she is hundreds of years old, she still has somehow kept her kindness and sweet innocence throughout the years. It is a possibility that due to the nature of her powers, the earth has kept her at that state to preserve her sanity and calm nature. For if she where to go berserk, the earth shall feel it and will reign hell upon the world with her powers.
Background:
I was once a Celtic princess. Ruled well over my people, elves and fae alike. It was a peaceful time since my beloved parents died and me without a betrothed i stayed princess over the land. Soon the mortals sought to take over the land and mingled with my people. They corrupted their minds with dark thoughts that eventually led to their undoing. War broke out between my people, they fought amongst themselves and the mortals. I tried to stop them but they where to clouded with dark thoughts they couldn't hear me. I eventually was the only one left of my kingdom. my large castle that towered high on the island of Hellinia was left in ruins. The lush ground was now soaked in blood and bodies from the long lasted war. I was devastated...blaming all but myself...maybe if I ruled differently this wouldn't of happened. But one would never know I guess. Now I'm a lonely wanderer. I search the hills of Gaia and the paths that fill with me with uncertainty to maybe find myself a purpose once more.
Special Abilities:
The ability to manipulate the elements of the earth> Plants, earthquakes, etc.
She can take in the power of the creature or pet she summons forth. Saying if she called apon her raven, she borrows his wings as he is summoned, them sprouting from her back.
Is a natural healer, heals the spirit and the physical body with her powers of the earth.
Special defenses:
Poisonous flower, ancient and of her own design. Creates a weed as big as a wall, surrounding her in vines for protection.
Weaknesses:
demon blood, fire, creatures of the dark
Weapon:
Her crescent moon dagger.
Celtic sword
Quirks:
Can make a flower grow out of the palm of her hand, a summoning technique.
Age: ???
Gender: female
Species: elf
Birth Date: Around 400BC, days of the celts.
Occupation: ex celtic princess, now a wondering flower merchant
Pets/Creatures/Summons:
Pet->
1 black cat,
Armelle
Creature->
1 black wolf, Brian
1 raven-
Bran
Summons->
Caoimhe - Fae, protector of the royal crown.
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Shayla - Faerie of the old Celtic forest.
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Physical Description:
She is tall, about 5' 8"
She has long and slightly wavy black hair that reaches to the end of her spine, it's split in the middle. Her skin is a pale yellow, her eyes a deep forest green mixed with bright colors of grass green. Her face is long and sharp like an elfs, her ears are pointy but not long. She has a slender body, soft and slightly shaped like and hourglass. (not as shapely as Siin though. lolz.)
She usually wears whatever is updated with the modern world. She try's to blend in with the human crowd, which is hard to do seeing as how beautiful and earthly she is. Is usually gaped at because of this.
She hides her pointed ears with glamor magic, it's like makeup... but magic, like an illusion to the naked eye.
She wears a pendant around her neck. It's her royalty pendant, made for her when she was queen in her home world many centuries ago. It holds alot of power and mana that makes Kalliiana who she is.
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Personality Description:
She is kind and caring to her friends, knows Anya Fainne from traveling.
Is strong spirited and guards her identity as best as possible. Loves to hang out with her human friends, hates creatures of darkness. Is very weary of them, isn't outwardly affected but inwardly she will war with herself. She is always full of laughs, is very loyal towards those she cares about. She is shy and very kind. Even though she is hundreds of years old, she still has somehow kept her kindness and sweet innocence throughout the years. It is a possibility that due to the nature of her powers, the earth has kept her at that state to preserve her sanity and calm nature. For if she where to go berserk, the earth shall feel it and will reign hell upon the world with her powers.
Background:
I was once a Celtic princess. Ruled well over my people, elves and fae alike. It was a peaceful time since my beloved parents died and me without a betrothed i stayed princess over the land. Soon the mortals sought to take over the land and mingled with my people. They corrupted their minds with dark thoughts that eventually led to their undoing. War broke out between my people, they fought amongst themselves and the mortals. I tried to stop them but they where to clouded with dark thoughts they couldn't hear me. I eventually was the only one left of my kingdom. my large castle that towered high on the island of Hellinia was left in ruins. The lush ground was now soaked in blood and bodies from the long lasted war. I was devastated...blaming all but myself...maybe if I ruled differently this wouldn't of happened. But one would never know I guess. Now I'm a lonely wanderer. I search the hills of Gaia and the paths that fill with me with uncertainty to maybe find myself a purpose once more.
Special Abilities:
The ability to manipulate the elements of the earth> Plants, earthquakes, etc.
She can take in the power of the creature or pet she summons forth. Saying if she called apon her raven, she borrows his wings as he is summoned, them sprouting from her back.
Is a natural healer, heals the spirit and the physical body with her powers of the earth.
Special defenses:
Poisonous flower, ancient and of her own design. Creates a weed as big as a wall, surrounding her in vines for protection.
Weaknesses:
demon blood, fire, creatures of the dark
Weapon:
Her crescent moon dagger.
Celtic sword
Quirks:
Can make a flower grow out of the palm of her hand, a summoning technique.
Varanick and Alice
Name:Varanick
Age: ??
Gender: Male
Species: Angel, Arabic decent.
Birth Date: ??
Occupation: guardian angel
Pets/Creatures/Summons: None
Physical Description:
Tall, about 6'2" Has large owl wings at his back but can be suppressed by his chocker, it's a magical necklace that helps him blend in with humankind. Has messy dark brown hair with black and blond streaks in it,
splits off to the sid and over his gold eyes. Has darker colored skin than Alice, more tattoos as well. Usually wears a black tanktop with black gloves up to his biceps and cream colored bandage wrapps around his arms. He has a jewelry like arm guard which is his magical funnel to help him control and focus his energy and control the wind elements. Wears boots and cream colored loose baggy pats that strap at the bottom and at the front. Also has a long braid at the nape of his neck. Wears a long gold sash at his waist with his emblem on it. You can't really tell, but he has scars all over his back and body, covered up by his tattoos so they're practically invisible. Stubbly face. Love that 5 'o clock shadow lulz.
He has 4 gauged earings. Black and gold, the first black ceramic size 4 with the other gold and size 6.
Personality Description:
He's a pretty quiet guy, very protective over his sister. Since she's very unpredictible, he's always sour about her doing whatever she feels like doing since he has to be the one to makes sure she doesn't get hurt. Is easily iritated and can jump to conclusions when it comes to Alice, always in the best interest. Very loyal to the friends that are close to him, which are very few. Kinda honor bound, takes it very seriously.
Special Abilities: Wind element, some light abilities. (Very minor)
Special Defences: His wings and his element.
Weaknesses: His soul sister, the one he guards. elements of fire and shadow. Can't really defend against mental abilities.
Weapon:
Two scimitar's that are larger than Alice's, has them at each side of his hip.
Quirks: He has very beautiful wings, they can act sometimes as a shield.
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Name:Alice:
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Birth Date: 10/13/90
Occupation: none
Pets/Creatures/Summons: none
Physical Description:
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5'3" With a long pink limp pink hawk that dangles over her eyes, and a long braided tail at the nape of her neck. She has jade green eyes with dark skin, arabic features with high dagger like brows. She has 4 piercings at her ears, a zero gauged spiral with different colors on each ear with a size 6 small black hoop right above it. She has an eyebrow piercing and a lip piercing. She has small perky breasts, somewhat skinny with wide hips. Athletically thin. Usually wears tight black pants that are loose at the ankles with pink slip ons. A very odd looking top which was an orange tank top and a cut up long sleeved grass green shirt that stopped right under her small boobs. She has alot of thick bracelet's on with different colors detailed into them, a collar around her neck with a circular gold hoop attached to it. She has dark red tattoos scattered all over her back and upper body.
Personality Description:
She's a little tomb boy, loud and obnoxious. Gets defensive easily and will punch you if you threaten her or make fun of her. Not afraid of most things that she should be afraid of, bold and irrational at times. Also not afraid to speak up in defense of someone or herself, that goes for her opinions. She says whats on her mind and thinks outloud. Is somewhat aloof and an airhead, her thinking goes like a million miles an hour and in spiraling circles so her conversations are hard to follow at times. Has a tendency to space out, usually flashbacking to when her parents where still alive.
Special Abilities: none
Special Defences:
Her guardian angel, Varanick, he protects her. Can defend herself with a sword.
Weaknesses:
Well, any human weaknesses, she's mortal. Any stabs against her pride will make her react, or mental stabs against her family or brother.
Weapon: scimitar, straped to her back.
A dagger strapped to her belt.
Quirks: Like I said, she's a tomboy. So if Varanick doesn't do most of the damage, she will. She may be small in size, but she can hit a really hard punch in the face. She can also feel energies about her, strong and different kinds. Can distinguish a demons and an angels energy, but nothing else, too fragmented as a whole.
BACKGROUND:
When a soul would be born it would be beautiful and meraculous. Until one day a soul was split in two because of some misfortune caused by a higher power, half of the soul was cascaded down to earth and was born many years later as a human girl. The other half, stayed in heaven and became a wondering angel, always left within a void without his whole part of his soul. One day he went searching for the missing piece of his heart and flew down to earth, letting go his holy mission and rank to become a guardian angel to the part of his soul that was found. It was too late to bring them back together, so instead he would protect the girl and watch her like a beloved sister throughout all her lives until she would be finally released into heaven. Time went by, she would grow old and die then be reborn, the process being repeated every 100 years. Still, she stayed on earth, and still he stayed by her side and waited, watching her and making sure she had a good and prosperous life.
That is until Alice was born, she was earlier than he thought. When he finally found her, it was too late to save her innocence. Her father was murdered by ways of war, mother raped and killed in revenge to the people her father killed and lives distroyed. She was an orphan when he found her, so lost in sorrow, he became visible to her. Deciding to physically be by her side and make sure that nothing would harm his little one.
Natalya
Name: Natalya
Age: 18 1/2
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Birth Date: April 5th [Aries]
Occupation:
Pets/Creatures/Summons:
Physical Description:
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Personality Description:
Adventurous and energetic
Pioneering and courageous
Enthusiastic and confident
Dynamic and quick-witted
On the dark side...
Selfish and quick-tempered
Impulsive and impatient
Foolhardy and daredevil
Special Abilities:
Special Defenses: Wall of arms
Weaknesses: Her temper
Weapon:
Quirks:
Quote:
Name:Galadriel
Age:N/A
Gender:Female
Species: Valkyrie
Birth Date: Jan 13th
Occupation: Valkyrie
Pets/Creatures/Summons: White wolves of Valhalla
Physical Description:
Short hair, albino
Personality Description:
Practical and prudent
Ambitious and disciplined
Patient and careful
Humorous and reserved
Very self righteous, pretentious
On the dark side....
Pessimistic and fatalistic
Miserly and grudging
Special Abilities: The ability to manipulate her voice to destructive power, Her feathers can move by her will, using them like throwing daggers.
Special Defences: Wings of heaven, her shield
Weaknesses: Things of sinly nature. Sweet things. Her temper.
Weapon: Twin crescent blades.
Quirks: Siin's nemisis, has a nack for getting pissed off at everything Siin does and tries at nothing to destroy her.
Quote:
Name:Daemon Von Wulfric
Age: looks about 27-30 but he's technically about 150.
Gender: Male
Species: Shape shifter
Birth Date: N/A
Occupation: Works in security in the human realm, his other profession is mercenary.
Pets/Creatures/Summons: None
Physical Description:
He's about 6' 2", jet black hair with black brown streaks that are cut in layers, wavy and some inches past his shoulders. He has darkly tanned skin from his travels, he's a big outdoors man. The only piercing he has is a gold ring on his right ear with a silver cuff link attached on his upper ear. He has a tribal-esk tattoo on his left shoulder to represent his power deformation. It was given to him by the demon who cursed him. Which really the curse was more like a miracle to him, power is a burden and he takes a lot of responsibility for it. He has a strong build, burly, from lifting weights and the out doors type things he does while in his life. He's got a strong jaw line, scruffy features (5-oclock shadow) and deep ocean blue eyes which change color in blues depending on what emotion of the creature he would be feeling. Dark Grey blue he'd be the eagle, light silver blue he'd be the tiger. When they go sky blue with 2 layers of the other blues around his iris, he's in gryphon mode.
Personality Description:
Special Abilities: He can change into 3 forms. The first is a Harpy Eagle, the 2nd is a White Siberian Tiger. And last but least, are the 2 combined, a gryphon.
Special Defenses:
Weaknesses: girls in distress, pretty girls.
Weapon: None
Quirks:
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