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The Abandoned Library (WIP)

Postby jobiehanna » 11/01/2015 8:48 PM

The Abandoned Library
The Librarian stands sentinel in the abandoned library. Dust covers all surfaces and there is a layer of grime on the many once clear windows. The books upon the wall to ceiling wooden shelves are protected by spells to prevent their decay. The Librarian is alone in the silent world of tomes. Each book is filled with records of lives past, present, and future. The timeless being that protects the crumbling stone structure watches the books as they fill with words on their own accord. Some stories are linked, others are not. It's strange to say that even the Librarian isn't sure how the books operate. They were here when it got here.


The Librarian | Void Choopa | Genderless
Roleplay Status: Open

Appearance: The Librarian wears a large black hooded cloak with pockets adorning every inch of the inside. Within the black cloak are ingredients for magic spells and potions; it is worn at all times. The Librarian's true form is tall and willowy, and the form gives no answer as to whether the Librarian is male or female. Long black nails filed into points adorn its fingers. Flat chested with long black hair and deep purple eyes with a milky sheen, it is blind as a wraith. However, as a creature with a mortal body it has full sight.

Personality: Viole Sudarium is better known as the Librarian. Genderless and timeless, the Librarian doesn't leave the old library without a great cause. The magic that runs through its veins is strong; it took centuries for it to learn all it knows. And yet there is a magic about the library it doesn't know. There is something about the old tomes that's a mystery even to the old creature. They fill themselves with words and facts of people and animals the Librarian has never seen. That is why the creature stays - it wants to learn about this strange magic.

Something about the old building drew the Librarian to it many years ago. Viole stays within the confines of the walls because it wants to learn how the building and the books work. While it enjoys reading the tales, studying the magic, and keeping delinquents away from the ruins, there is a thirst for knowledge that Viole can't extinguish. It has to learn more, devouring the knowledge as fast as possible.

To help curb the needs of its mortal body, Viole makes potions and learns spells. Remedies to keep hunger at bay, prevent sleep deprivation and provide energy. Enchantments are used to help keep its shell alive. Every century or so a new body must be found. This is easy enough to manage, with wild animals all around.

Viole is simply put - a wraith. Its true form is not solid - wavering and see through at times. It is an old spirit and strong. However, a mortal body is a necessity to interact with the world. Currently, the body of a wild Choopa is used. When taking over a body, it is hard to fight the current consciousness. But with sugar coated words and promises, the Librarian is always able to take over her host. It has not experienced a host who hasn't succumbed to its will.

Notes: None

Relations: None currently.

History: None at this time.
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Directory

Postby jobiehanna » 11/01/2015 8:58 PM

Directory
Among the book shelves is an old wooden chest of drawers modified to hold call cards. The cards are alphabetized according to their stories and names, depending on the character in question. The cards direct the Librarian to different shelves and tomes, but are seldom used by others. Should an honest visitor come, the cards are also available for their use.

Plot Lines
The Speckled Skygriff
The Whispering Company
The White Lady
A Goddess' Secret
Twisted Fate
Servants of War
Running on Revenge
Le Cirque des Fées
Life on the Farm
Slice of Life


Giftboxes/Eggs/Etc.
None at the moment.

Notes to self:
Italicized   traits are racial traits.
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Slice of Life

Postby jobiehanna » 11/01/2015 9:05 PM

Slice of Life
A girl and her pets live an average life.

Elizabeth Sherwell| Placid Bred Paragon | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: M
Diet: Herbivore
Offense: 7
Defense: 3
Precision: 6
Endurance: 10
Speed: 8
Fame: 7
AP: 10
Passive Traits: Evasive, Inner Discipline, Extended Life Span
Battle Traits: Augment Healing, Healing Touch

Appearance: ...

Personality: Everyone has their life, and Elizabeth is no different. Focused on school and gardening, Elizabeth is an average human. Her mornings consist of tending to her pets, followed by classes, then work at the library as a desk clerk. During the summer while she isn't taking classes, she is tending to her garden. She grows a variety of vegetables, some fruits, and lots of flowers. The inside of her place is riddled with house plants year round.

Notes: Parents - Atreyu x Erasia

Relations: Pipsqueak, Meeko, Warhammer

History: None at this time.




Pipsqueak | Cockatiel Matches | Male
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Insectivore/Granivore
Element: Fire
Offense: 4
Defense: 1
Precision: 8
Endurance: 9
Speed: 5
Fame: 5
AP: 10
Passive Traits: Aerodynamic
Battle Traits: Flame Resistant, Flyby Attack

Appearance: ...

Personality: Pipsqueak has been a companion to Elizabeth for many years. While he has a cage to sleep in, he spends most of his time perched on his mom's shoulder. He loves to chill and nibble her hair or ear, and till sometimes perch atop her head. He has free roam of the house while Elizabeth is home, and will often chew corners of books or woodwork around windows. He is rather quite troublesome at times, but he is always a sweetheart to his mom. He can tell when she is upset, and will be especially cute and fluffy on those days.

Notes: Pipsqueak was designed after my bird who passed away. He was a gift from my Secret Santa, Isalynne, in 2016! <3

Relations: Elizabeth, Warhammer, Meeko

History: None at this time.



Warhammer | Koi Merham | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Herbivore
Element: Water
Offense: 5
Defense: 1
Precision: 10
Endurance: 10
Speed: 9
Fame: 4
AP: 10
Passive Traits: Breath Holder, Hydrodynamic
Battle Traits: None

Appearance: ...

Personality: Warhammer lives in a kiddie pool - though he doesn't have to stay in their all the time, or course. Sometimes he can be carted around in a 5 gallon bucket to go on trips. But he has to stay at least half way in water, so his scales don't dry out. He is a rather quiet merham, and likes to hide from strangers. Hiding behind the artificial plants in his kiddie pool, or behind a branch is fine by him. When going on adventures, he likes to carry a large artificial plant with him in case he needs to hide. He really is quite the anxious, shy fellow.

Notes: None

Relations: Elizabeth, Pipsqueak, Meeko

History: None at this time.



Meeko | Custom Lucain | Male
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 7
Posts: 32
Size: M
Diet: Carnivore
Offense: 16
Defense: 12
Precision: 12
Endurance: 17
Speed: 14
Fame: 22
AP: 15
Passive Traits: Perceptive, Independent
Battle Traits: Slindsense, Powerful Jaws

Appearance: ...

Personality: Meeko loves the high altitudes and cold places. To him nothing is better than being caught in a blizzard or being at the top of a mountain. However, there isn't always the opportunity for such adventures. He lives a cozy life with Elizabeth in their home with the other pets. Most days he lounges about, but on snow days he is begging to go out and play. He loves to chew a good bone, or get a good brushing. He is loyal to his mom, and follows her where he can.

Notes: Chibi Lucain by MidnightDraconia. Meeko was designed after my dog who passed away.

Relations: Elizabeth, Pipsqueak, Warhammer

History:  Just one quick rest stop, but we have to go, OK?
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Le Cirque des Fées

Postby jobiehanna » 11/01/2015 9:05 PM

Le Cirque des Fées
Le Cirque des Fées is not your average circus, but then again, is there such thing as an average circus? All members of Le Cirque des Fées are supernaturally unusual, but their audiences don't know that. Each has their own special abilities and their acts are more than they appear to be. Their Ringmaster is a powerful man, capSlice of Lifeable of keeping his troupe in line. His own daughter is the star of the show - leaving some members feeling envious. Their group travels across the whole of Evelon. To announce their arrival their scout is sent ahead to pass out fliers, put up banners, and to otherwise spread the word.


Bosheit | Taanre Kuhna | Male
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Piscivore/Carnivore
Element: Fire
Offense: 7
Defense: 3
Precision: 8
Endurance: 11
Speed: 8
Fame: 7
Passive Traits: Extended Life Span, Hover, Padded Paws
Battle Traits: Flame Resistant, Pyro

Appearance:

Personality:

Notes: Parents - Xest x Pastel

Relations:

History: None at this time.



Hazel | Lantern Kuhna | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Piscivore/Carnivore
Element: Light
Offense: 5
Defense: 1
Precision: 6
Endurance: 12
Speed: 8
Fame: 6
Passive Traits: Padded Paws
Battle Traits: Shining Aura

Appearance:

Personality:

Notes: Parents - Yiki x Ember

Relations:

History: None at this time.



Ramsley | Patchbones | Male
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Herbivore
Offense: 5
Defense: 2
Precision: 3
Endurance: 11
Speed: 6
Fame: 5
Passive Traits: Night Vision
Battle Traits: Powerful Jaws

Appearance:

Personality:

Notes: Image

Relations:

History: None at this time.



Name | Grinbones | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Carnivore
Offense: 5
Defense: 2
Precision: 5
Endurance: 9
Speed: 6
Fame: 6
Passive Traits: Night Vision, Padded Paws
Battle Traits: Powerful Jaws

Appearance:

Personality:

Notes: Parents -

Relations:

History: None at this time.



Name | Zombones | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Carnivore
Offense: 5
Defense: 2
Precision: 2
Endurance: 12
Speed: 5
Fame: 6
Passive Traits: Padded Paws, Undead
Battle Traits: Powerful Jaws

Appearance:

Personality:

Notes:

Relations:

History: None at this time.



Name | Trickbones | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Carnivore
Offense: 4
Defense: 4
Precision: 4
Endurance: 10
Speed: 6
Fame: 6
Passive Traits: Mischievous
Battle Traits: Powerful Jaws

Appearance:

Personality:

Notes: Chombone is a placeholder~

Relations:

History: None at this time.



Name | Mimebones | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Carnivore
Offense: 5
Defense: 2
Precision: 3
Endurance: 11
Speed: 6
Fame: 5
Passive Traits: Padded Paws
Battle Traits: Powerful Jaws

Appearance:

Personality:

Notes: Chombone is a placeholder~

Relations:

History: None at this time.



Name | Crowbones | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Carnivore
Offense: 6
Defense: 2
Precision: 6
Endurance: 10
Speed: 6
Fame: 3
Passive Traits: Chaotic Mind, Mischievous, Sticky Fingers
Battle Traits: Sharp Beak

Appearance:

Personality:

Notes: Chombone is a placeholder~

Relations:

History: None at this time.



Name | Dyebones | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Carnivore
Offense: 6
Defense: 2
Precision: 6
Endurance: 10
Speed: 6
Fame: 3
Passive Traits: Chaotic Mind, Mischievous, Sticky Fingers
Battle Traits: Sharp Beak

Appearance:

Personality:

Notes:

Relations:

History: None at this time.



Name | Void Matches | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Insectivore/Granivore
Element: Fire/Dark
Offense: 4
Defense: 1
Precision: 8
Endurance: 9
Speed: 5
Fame: 5
Passive Traits: Aerodynamic
Battle Traits: Flame Resistant, Flyby Attack, Dark Heart, The Will's Connection

Appearance:

Personality:

Notes: Scout

Relations:

History: None at this time.
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The Speckled Skygriff

Postby jobiehanna » 11/01/2015 9:07 PM

The Speckled Skygriff
The Speckled Skygriff is a brothel in the higher end of the Slums. A two story house with a sign out front that reads: 'The Speckled Skygriff' in looping letters. There are gardens around the estate to give the image of propriety. While its inner workings are subject to scrutiny by the workers, the business is cast in a favorable light by patrons. Guests are treated better than those who work within, it seems. The modest house is next door to the Tillburn Mansion, a large estate with gardens, fountains, and many servants. The proprietor, his servants, and son live in the mansion. The Madame, workers, and adopted daughter live in the modest house.


Cosette | Custom Kuhna | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 3
Posts: 12
Size: S
Diet: Piscivore/Carnivore
Element: Earth
Offense: 10
Defense: 8
Precision: 5
Endurance: 17
Speed: 6
Fame: 8
AP: 10
Passive Traits: Padded Paws, Track Cover, City Dweller, First Aid, Adaptable, Cynic, Jittery, Loyal, Perceptive, Reserved, Traumatized, Evasive, Human Form, Human Speech, Adopted, Homeless, Independent, Orphan
Battle Traits: Foxhole, Entangling Roots, Fissure, Divert Attention, Dodge, Extended Claws, Puncture, Sharp Senses

Appearance: Cosette has wide, deep purple eyes. She has a petite frame with small feet. She has an average bust size, but is otherwise on the thin side. Her pale purple hair falls just past her shoulders, but is usually up in a sloppy bun or pony-tail. She tends to wear jeans and a nice shirt with sneakers when on errands. While working she has to wear sexier clothing, like low cut blouses, dresses, and high heels. Otherwise, she can be found in sweatpants and an old shirt performing chores about the house and mansion.

Personality: Cosette was abandoned as a baby and left on the Porch of the Tillburn mansion. She was wrapped in a blanket, but there was no note and no one around. She could only have been a few hours old, and the worker who found her thought perhaps her mother was too poor to take care of her properly. Arguments arose about what to do with the baby, but in the end Mama C was able to convince the master Frankie that it would be best to take the child in. She would be able to do chores when she was old enough. However, the child had to be kept a secret from guests and the workers in the Speckled Skygriff. When the girl was old enough she would be revealed as an orphan hired to work the kitchens and clean.

The baby grew up with Frankie's own son, a quiet, shy, spoiled boy named Adrian. The pair grew to be like brother and sister, and shared all their secrets. Cosette trusts Adrian the most our of everyone she knows. He is her best friend and confidant, and she hates when she isn't allowed to play with him. There is an unequal-ness to how the two are treated by the adults, but that doesn't change their friendship.

Once Cosette reached the age of five she learned about cleaning. She followed Mama C around and helped her, and played games with Adrian when she could. By ten years old she learned how to cook, and was also expected to clean. Two years later she was taking care of the gardens. When she was fifteen years old she was introduced to the brothel she had heard of but never seen. At first she did nothing but serve food, dance, and other similar things, but she never had to meet with a client one on one. But when she turned sixteen she was legal and was expected to do other, more intimate things. If she didn't she would lose her home and her family. So she did, but with sorrow and regret. As time passed she grew used to it, but she would never look at men the same way again.

Growing up under the watchful eye of Frankie, Cosette learned to loath him. He didn't care for humans; he only used them for his personal gain or pleasure. It was how he and his family had acquired their lovely estate. She felt like he was a slave driver and referred to him as simply Scarface behind his back out of disrespect. She got chastised for this, but she didn't care. He took away her childhood, even if he had given her a home with a best friend and mother figure. Even though it is part of earning her keep, Cosette hates the things she has to do with men. She hardly gets any of the profit and saves every penny she gets. She wants to leave this place some day. She is independent and is not afraid to speak her mind, unless presented with an immediate threat. Cosette is usually sad and sees the glass as half empty most of the time. But she does have a warm house and friends, even if she is worked to the bone.

After an encounter with a strange, wonderful woman, Cosette acquired the funds she needed to get out of the brothel. She keeps her hidden fortune under lock and key, and waits for the day when she can take Adrian and run. She wants so much to get away, but she is afraid of what the future will hold. Just because she has the funds, doesn't mean she and Adrian will be able to take care of themselves. He is also reluctant to leave, because his father is there.

Notes: Trench Kuhna Stats

Relations: Ilumeeta, Adrian, Frankie, Madame Molly, Mama C, Paige, Liliana, Kurt, Sylvia

History: Breeding with Ilumeeta



Adrian Tillburn | Despair Kuhna | Male
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Piscivore/Carnivore
Element: Dark
Offense: 2
Defense: 1
Precision: 2
Endurance: 7
Speed: 2
Fame: 0
AP: 10
Passive Traits: Chaotic Mind, Padded Paws, City Dweller, First Aid, Creative Mind, Reserved, Focused, Forest for the Trees, Pacifist, Well-Mannered, Corrective Vision, Evasive, Human Form, Human Speech, Homeless, Independent, Musician
Battle Traits: None

Appearance: Adrian is tall and lanky. His hair is black and he has pale blue eyes. His hair is short and curly, and his skin pale as death. Even with all his outdoors work, he remains pale. Often in worn jeans and an old t-shirt with boots, he has the appearance as a maintenance worker with a color deficiency. He has a small nose and straight teeth. He wears square shaped glasses to help with long distances.

Personality: Adrian in the son of a brothel owner. When he was three years old his mother died and he was sent to live with the man with a scar. He was raised mainly by Mama C, a woman who could never have children herself. She was (still is) like a mother to him. She taught him to be courteous and respectful (especially to women), even if his father, Frankie, wasn't. He never got to spend father and son time with his old man. Rather, he would receive gifts and his father would do whatever he wanted for him, so long as it wasn't time spent together. He has never taken advantage of his father's business, preferring to steer clear and spend his time with Cosette, the baby dropped off at the porch when he was three years old.

He is somewhat shy, a little insecure, and has a fiery temper when angered. He is a gentle soul, and could never understand why Cosette had been abandoned. He learned later that life is not all good things. Not all babies have healthy, independent mothers with fathers that can help take care of them. Since having Cosette, he's taken on a big brotherly role. He has tried to protect her from his father's blows, and from his harsh words, much to his demise. He's often gotten smacked or otherwise punished for back-talking and defending the younger girl. Nevertheless, he still loves Cosette like a little sister. He strives to protect her from the worst of his father's anger, but it's not always so. He can't always be there for her like he'd like to. in return, Cosette is watching over him as well. She sticks up for him when he won't.

Adrian has duties around the house as well as in the brothel. He fixes broken things, and escorts those who get too violent out of the establishment. He also tends gardens, mows the grass and does other needed outside maintenance. He does these things under their maintenance worker and gardener, Kurt.

While he loves his father in a unique way, he doesn't like living under his restrictions. He wants to get away from him, and rescue Cosette from the abuse. It isn't all that easy though, and he doesn't know how to go about it. Although he goes to Mama C and Madame Molly for advice, he isn't brave enough to just run away with the younger girl.

Ever since he was young, he has had the desire to make music. He can play the piano, guitar, trumpet and clarinet. Music was his solace as a child, and it took him away from his Father when he couldn't be with Cosette.

Notes: Parents - Wrisei x Walte

Relations: Cosette, Frankie, Madame Molly, Mama C, Paige, Liliana, Kurt, Sylvia

History: None at this time.



Francis "Frankie" Tillburn | Apokein Kuhna | Male
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Piscivore/Carnivore
Element: Fire/Dark
Offense: 8
Defense: 4
Precision: 6
Endurance: 14
Speed: 6
Fame: 11
AP: 10
Passive Traits: Extended Life Span, Hover, Malevolent, Padded Paws, Human Form, Human Speech, Avaricious, Cynic, Dominant, Hard-Headed, Malevolent, Mean Ol' Jerk, Independent
Battle Traits: Death Throes, Flame Resistant, Pyro, Creeping Shadows, Raging Blaze, Aimed Strike, Extended Claws, Outmaneuvered, Pursuit

Appearance: Frankie is a tall man with broad shoulders. His eyes are a pale red in color, and his skin pale as well. His hair is black and straight, if he were to grow it out. He keeps his hair trimmed short, close to his head. He has a large nose and a long scar on the left side of his face. It runs from beside his eye all the way down to his chin. He usually wears a suit with a tie and black shoes. The suit varies in color, and is occasionally pin striped. He wears a hat as well, with a brim.

Personality: Frankie is a third generation brothel owner. His father and grandfather before him ran the business to the best of their ability, earning the funds to build their mansion and acquire the lands. In the days of his grandfather land was cheap, and so was the brothel house (back then a simple home). As time went on the mansion was built and the Tillburn family moved out of the house and into the mansion. This lead to an expansion in workers in the brothel.

Frankie doesn't care for the welfare of the girls. If it weren't for Madame Molly he would discard them the moment an issue arose. He is very strict with his girls and his policies, and is unrelenting in punishments for breaking rules. He also believes that if they want to live under his roof, then they need to earn their keep. As such, the girls don't get to keep much pocket money. As for Cosette, his son is the only reason he kept her in the first place. She could keep him company so he'd be out of the man's hair.

He was a troubled boy growing up. He always got into mischief and tried to spy on the women with the men. While his father laughed at his attempts, he was always bound to get a good whipping from his grandfather. Sneaky, stubborn, and angry, Frankie was hard to control. His temper flared at the littlest of reprimands or requests. This resulted in whippings from his grandfather, and groundings and longs talks from his father.

Frankie was not a friendly boy, and that trait carried on to adulthood. His only friends are business allies. There is no romantic relationship for the unrelenting man. He attempted that once, but when he got too rough the woman took a kitchen knife to his face. The utensil cut deep and left a jagged scar along his left cheek. He never went back to her again, and he never took a wife after that. He simply has mistresses and his lady friends to sate his needs. He doesn't open up to anyone, and is nearly almost always angry about something or other.

He is not a good father to Adrian. He only takes care of the boy because his mother passed on. He got stuck with the boy, and prefers to parent from far away. He gives his son gifts, and is lucky the boy isn't troublesome like he was as a child. He makes him do chores, but other than that he is out of the picture. The only thing he bothers Adrian about is taking over the family business, which the boy doesn't want to do. Frankie also tends to hark on Cosette about how she has to obey because he has provided her with food, clothes and shelter over the years.

Notes: Parents - Muir x Dream

Relations: Cosette, Adrian, Madame Molly, Mama C, Paige, Liliana, Kurt, Sylvia

History: None at this time.



Madame Molly "Sweet Pea" Mayborne | Kanua Kuhna | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Saccharovore
Offense: 5
Defense: 1
Precision: 4
Endurance: 10
Speed: 6
Fame: 8
AP: 10
Passive Traits: Hyper, Padded Paws, Human Form, Human Speech,
Battle Traits: None

Appearance: Molly is on the short side and very busty. Truth be told she is a little overweight, though she still has her womanly curves. Her hair is short and curled and she dyes it a purple color to match her one purple eye. Her left eye is bright blue, the other bright purple. Her skin is lightly tanned, and her eyes an almond shape. She has a heart-shaped face and button nose. She has small, delicate feet and hands. She's often found wearing long skirts and low cut blouses in varying shades of purple, pink, blue and black. She wears heals as well, and will often complain of the bunions on her feet.

Personality: Molly has been with the Speckled Sygriff since she was a young woman. Out on her luck and without any other talents, she sought out the brothel. It had been just after their expansion, and so they were looking for more hires. She was lucky enough to be pretty, though she had been dirty and dressed in rags. Spunky and flirtatious, they had been willing to hire  her and provide her new clothes, food, and a home.

She got her own room in the house and set to work. Molly was known as Sweet Pea by her patrons because of her overly nice attitude. She treated each customer as well as she could, even if they did not treat her well. She kept her spunky nature, and proved to be good for business. She was motherly as well as kind, and was older than some of the other women. She was good at giving advice to the others, and even if it was never stated, Frankie was helpful for her womanly touch to the place.

This lead to her taking the role of Madame. She provides advice for girls and men, and keeps track of who is available and who is not. She provides contraceptive to the girls, and ensures there are treatments available for the  women when needed. She keeps Frankie in line and doesn't let him cast the girls away for silly reasons. She loves all her girls, no matter how much trouble they could get into. She understands their situations, as she has been there herself. She doesn't judge any of them, and is very caring when it comes to helping new girls into the business.

Notes: Parents - Sauron x Lauren

Relations: Cosette, Adrian, Frankie, Mama C, Paige, Liliana, Kurt, Sylvia

History: None at this time.



Cienna "Mama C" R. | Thanksgiving Fenling (Custom) | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Omnivore
Element: Earth
Offense: 4
Defense: 1
Precision: 6
Endurance: 9
Speed: 9
Fame: 11
AP: 10
Passive Traits: Desert Dweller, Foresight, Prehensile Tail, Human Form, Human Speech,
Battle Traits: Sandskimmer,

Appearance: Cienna is a tall woman with dark skin and wide, bright green eyes. She has rough hands from years of hard labor. Her hair is shoulder length and black as night, but also unruly and curly. She keeps it pulled back under a scarf most of the time. She is normally found in jeans and a shirt, or sweatpants. She always has her apron on, a patchwork of fabric from when the children were younger.

Personality: Cienna came upon her job when she was a young woman. She had just struck out on her own, but work was hard to come buy. She could cook, clean, and take care of houses. She knew the things her mother taught her about keeping house, but she didn't know what she would do. She thought of a secretarial position, but she was no good with words or numbers. As luck would have it, a man was looking for a caretaker for his young son. She took the job, and all the responsibilities that came with it.

Cienna not only took care of all of Adrian's needs, but also cleaned the house. She didn't get paid much, but her employer kept a roof over her head. At first she though Frankie was a good father for hiring someone to be with him when the father couldn't be there. How wrong she was! She pitied the child for how alone he was. So she did all she could to take care of him and give him love.

She began to love Adrian as if he were her own. When baby Cosette was left on the porch Cienna took her in as well. It was a blessing to have children to take care of, as she could never have children herself. While she has come to loath her employer, she can't leave. Seeing the children, loving them and giving them advice, as well as a warm place to stay, keeps her at her post. She can't leave them to the whims of Frankie. Though Cosette was sent to live in the brothel, Cienna makes sure she gets to see her adopted daughter.

Notes: None

Relations: Cosette, Adrian, Frankie, Madame Molly, Paige, Liliana, Kurt, Sylvia

History: None at this time.



Kurt | Blaze Tengumi | Male
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: M
Diet: Herbivore/Piscivore
Offense: 4
Defense: 4
Precision: 5
Endurance: 10
Speed: 8
Fame: 10
AP: 10
Passive Traits: Aerodynamic, Extended Life Span, Graceful, Human Form, Human Speech,
Battle Traits: Sharp Beak

Appearance: Kurt is a tall man. He has tanned, wrinkled skin from hours of working in the sun. He has well-toned, somewhat large muscles. His ginger hair is kept short cropped and face clean-shaven. His orange hair is a contradiction to his dark skin, but years of working outdoors took it's toll on his skin. His eyes are a sparkling green with yellow speckles. A brimmed straw hat is always on his head, even when indoors. His favorite clothes are blue jean overalls and flannel shirts. Old, worn, brown work boots adorn his feet.

Personality: At a young age, Kurt learned that life is not nice. He grew up in an orphanage and was an ornery child. He was constantly bullied for having orange hair and 'pretty girl eyes'. He hated being called a 'ginger' and a 'girl'. So he grew angry at everyone. He was quiet and refused to talk to anyone. He spent many days hiding in his secret hiding places in the orphanage. A family never adopted him, and when he was old enough he was taught household maintenance and outdoor work.

The maintenance worker of the orphanage was a jolly man with a round belly. Kurt thought he was funny, but he never laughed or talked. He just did as he was told. He learned how to fix the boiler, repair electrical issues, and even basic plumbing. When something was broken in the building, it was Kurt and the older man who fixed it. When spring time came, Kurt learned of the plants outside in the play yard. There was so much information for him to learn. Slowly he became less angry, and would even smile at the old man's silly jokes.

However, he couldn't stay with his mentor forever. The man was too poor himself to adopt Kurt, and so when the boy turned eighteen years old, he was kicked from the premises. At first, he lived in cardboard boxes eating garbage from dumpsters. He tried to find work but no one wanted him. He was gangly and tall and had an ugly, dirty face.

It was nearly a year before he came across the Speckled Skygriff. The brothel was undergoing renovations and needed workers. Kurt was brought on as a construction man. He learned all about building walls and placing floor tiles. He also learned a lot about landscape gardening. When the job was finished, he asked if he could stay on as a maintenance man, or even a gardener. Since the estate had grown considerably with the renovations, they were more than willing to add on to their workforce.

With decent pay and a servants' quarters to stay in, Kurt was happy. He learned to love the gardens and fountains the most and spent as much daylight outside as he could. His skin paid dearly with sunburns, but he didn't care. With lotions and oils from the housekeeper/baby sitter he was able to prevent sunburn and his skin browned into the dark sienna it is today.

Kurt is still a quiet man. He likes to stay in the background and go unnoticed. If given attention he will blush a deep crimson and stutter. He simply doesn't know what to say. He hangs around with Cienna a lot, and it is rumored that they are infatuated with each other. She does give him a lot of attention and helpful skin care techniques.

The children who grew up in the house are almost like his own children would have been. Adrian and Cosette would play outdoors in the gardens when very young and Kurt would see them. He eventually formed friendships with the children, teaching them little things about the gardens. Until Cosette was taken from him and given adult responsibilities. He still works closely with Adrian, but he misses the sweet little girl he used to know.

Notes: None

Relations: Cosette, Adrian, Frankie, Madame Molly, Mama C, Paige, Liliana, Sylvia

History: None at this time.

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Liliana "Vibrant Heart" | Jewel Rollaby | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Saccharovore
Offense: 4
Defense: 1
Precision: 9
Endurance: 10
Speed: 3
Fame: 5
AP: 10
Passive Traits: Body Pouch, Human Form, Human Speech,
Battle Traits: None

Appearance: Liliana is around 5' 10" - tall for a girl. She has an oval face with large, cyan blue eyes. Her arms and legs are long, which gives her a lanky appearance. However, she has all the curves a woman is expected to. Her hips are wide and her bosom is full. She wears long sleeved garments with deep 'V' neck cuts to distract from her lankiness. Her legs are adorned by fishnet stockings and a skirt. Her skin is caramel colored and her hair texture rough. She has managed to grow out her unruly hair and can keep it under control so long as she has lots of hair product. The dark brown hair is accented with purple highlights.

Personality: Liliana was born in the desert where the sun is hot and it never rains. She was born in the middle of a severe drought and extended heat wave. However, her parents were resourceful. She spent many of her childhood years underground where the heat couldn't get to her. With the help of burrowing species, her village was able to escape the heat during the day. It was difficult, but it was possible.

By the time she was ten years old she had never been out in the sunlight. Her village had become nocturnal by necessity. It came as a shock to her when she was finally allowed on the surface during daylight. But once she felt the sun on her skin she never wanted to go back underground. The heat wave was over, as was the drought. The land was returning to normal - desert plants and animals were once again thriving. However, Liliana wanted to explore the world. She couldn't leave until she was sixteen - the age of an adult in her village.

When she left her village her parents were devastated, but she was excited. There was a whole wide world out there for her to explore. She packed her bags and began her world travel. She soon found out the world was not a nice place. With her possessions stolen and money gone, she spent her time moving from shelter to shelter. She tried working jobs, but many told her she was too young. The ones that would hire her were brothels - and she wasn't keen on going there.

Desperate for a place to live, she eventually caved into the Speckled Skygriff. They advertised her as exotic, and she was soon a popular choice. It wasn't the kind of life she had hoped for, but it's better than living on the streets. She hopes to return to her home one day but is afraid of her parents' rejection.

Liliana is a spunky girl with a big imagination. She doesn't let anything bad get to her. She believes in herself and she knows she can make her dreams come true. Despite being knocked done she will not give up.

Notes: None

Relations: Cosette, Adrian, Frankie, Madame Molly, Mama C, Paige, Kurt, Sylvia

History: None at this time.



Paige "Burning Love" | Flametip Kuhna | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Piscivore/Carnivore
Offense: 7
Defense: 2
Precision: 5
Endurance: 10
Speed: 4
Fame: 5
AP: 10
Passive Traits: Padded Paws, Human Form, Human Speech,
Battle Traits: None

Appearance: Paige is of average height with average body proportions. Nothing about her body sticks out - her appearance is rather normal - except for her hair. Her hair is a bright auburn and it falls in tight curls down to the middle of her back. It is wild and untamable, much like Paige herself. Her skin is pale and covered in freckles, and her eyes sage green. She tends to wear light, flowing dresses and flat shoes.

Personality: Paige is a girl from a rough neighborhood. She grew up always watching her back - she couldn't even trust her own brothers. Her two older brothers raised her, but raised is an exaggeration. With no mother or father, she was left with the rascals. There was never enough food to go around, and her brothers were selfish. She always got whatever was left over that they didn't want.

As a young girl, she remembered having a loving home with a warm bed, full belly and lots of laughter. There was a flood in their part of town, but she doesn't remember how she got away. She isn't even sure if the older men who took care of her were her brothers or not. But as a child she trusted them. After the flood is when everything changed.

Her home became a shack, and her bed a pile of hay and rags. There was no loving mother she could go to when she had a bad dream. No one cared if she had enough to eat or not. Her brothers didn't have her go to school, rather she spent her days stealing food or whatever she could from pockets and market stands. At night she was required to empty her bag and give them whatever she had collected. Then they'd scarf down a quick meal and all three pile onto the pile of hay and rags.

When Paige hit puberty her life changed once again. She developed her hips and breasts, and her 'brothers' discovered her body. She was abused for several months before she finally ran away. She would be better off without them. She discovered the Speckled Skygriff during this time, and Mama C. took her in. It was a much better place to live, and at least she got paid for her behaviors in the bedroom.

Despite her rough childhood, Paige grew to be a passionate, loving woman. She cares deeply for those in trouble and is often found consoling her clients rather than entertaining them. Her temper flares quickly, and she doesn't take well to abusers or bullies. She has a select few friends, and those few are very special to her.

Notes: Parents - Roger x Evangeline

Relations: Cosette, Adrian, Frankie, Madame Molly, Mama C, Liliana, Kurt, Sylvia

History: None at this time.



Sylvia "Black Bird" | Custom Lucain | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: M
Diet: Carnivore
Offense: 9
Defense: 5
Precision: 7
Endurance: 13
Speed: 8
Fame: 10
AP: 10
Passive Traits: Human Form, Human Speech,
Battle Traits: Spiked Body

Appearance: Sylvia has tanned skin and a toned body. She has small breasts, slim hips, and average height. Her almond shaped pale brown eyes are piercing and unrelenting. Her skin is like a canvas for her art in the form of tattoos. Swirly tribal markings creep up her left arm, and feathers and music notes adorn the right. They come together on her back in a mix of the two markings and trail down her back to her tail bone. A quill in an inkwell is on her outer left ankle - the bottom corner of the inkwell is broken and a puddle of the ink appears to have leaked from it. The spilled ink spells out love yourself. All designed by her, those carried out by a different artist. Her bottom lip is pierced on the right side, her nose on the left. Her ears are pierced four times each up the lobe, and the daith on her left and traigus on her right. Her clothes of choice are usually ripped jeans and t-shirts - her body jewelry is always changing to match her outfit of coice.

Personality: Sylvia is from the word of tattoos, piercings, sex, drugs, and loud music. At the age of eighteen, she was kicked out of her parents' house because of her bad behavior. They couldn't stand her loud music, frequent use of swear words, or the loud noises coming from her room when she had guests spend the night. She was uncontrollable as a teenager, and she really didn't care that she was kicked out. She spent most nights out of the house anyway.

She went to spend her days in the tattoo parlor where her mentor worked. She had a talent for drawing, and she learned how to tattoo and pierce with an apprenticeship there. However, she got tired of working for the man. He was too controlling because he thought of her as his girlfriend. But Sylvia was never anyone's girlfriend. She did what she wanted and would be tied down by no one - man or woman. She left the parlor to pursue what else life had to offer.

The Speckled Skygriff was a bit different that what she had in mind. However, the girls and Madame there were friendly, and the pay was good. She got paid to do what she loved. Her customers are always satisfied. If they ever want a more conservative girl she sends them out of her room. She is kinky, loud, unladylike and unsatiable. The men - an occasional woman - love the experience she has to offer. And they pay her well for it.

She is the only woman of the house who accepts male and female customers. She has never been very picky, and will only decline a patron if they are too bland for her. She doesn't quite fit in with the other girls and is a bit careless. She has a life's too short to worry about things frame of mind. In her free time she loves to go for jogs or lift weights. She has a hard time sitting still.

Notes: None

Relations: Cosette, Adrian, Frankie, Madame Molly, Mama C, Liliana, Kurt, Paige

History: None at this time.
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The White Lady

Postby jobiehanna » 11/01/2015 9:08 PM

The White Lady
The White Lady is a ghost who haunts a castle. With a dramatic past and sad future, there is nothing much for her to do anymore. The story continues with her daughter, whom the ghost never met in life.


Dusa| Bred Lucain | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 4
Posts: 16
Size: M
Diet: Carnivore
Offense: 12
Defense: 8
Precision: 10
Endurance: 16
Speed: 11
Fame: 13
Passive Traits: None
Battle Traits: Spiked Body

Appearance: Coming Soon

Personality: Dusa is of House Meste. Their sigil was a bright blue raven on a deep purple background. Her family used to breed ravens for use of the Maesters of old. Her father is Lord Anders Meste. She was the only child of Lord Anders and Lady Ivana Meste.

Dusa, also known at the White Lady, is a spirit that haunts a castle in the southern part of the Whisper Forest. When she was still alive, the castle was bright and bustling with activity. Now, hundreds of years later, the castle is cold, desolate and falling apart. There are not many visitors, except for those that crave excitement, or want to try to catch a ghost on film.

Dusa has been through a lot since her birth, both while alive and after death. Before she took her own life, she had been raped by her father's Master of Swords and the resulting child taken from her. The events had been kept a secret from the public eye, and when she told the truth she was called a liar and a whore by her father. Her mother was very docile, and even if she believed her only daughter she didn't speak up.

During her pregnancy she was kept locked in a tower, and after the birth she was left to a few select rooms in the west wing of the castle. Once her child was born, she sank into a depression. There was no one to save her from her thoughts, and the longer she was alone the more insane she appeared. She hated that her life had been taken out of her hands, and the man who had single-handedly done it was still in her father's good graces.

A few long months later she was found at the base of the tower she'd spent nine months in. Even though she had been alienated by her father, he grieved deeply. Ever since then the castle began to fall into disrepair. Even though Dusa had wanted everything to go away, she found herself tethered to the castle. She couldn't leave it in spirit, just as she couldn't leave it in life. So she spent the rest of her immortal life wandering the castle, appearing at her own will to the people who visited. She became known as the White Lady because she appears in a gown of all white.

While a somewhat docile ghost, Dusa does not like to be messed with. She will not tolerate someone desecrating her castle, even if it is ruins now. If she feels a visitor is without malice, she will initiate an interaction. Being stuck in the same place for centuries can get quite boring, so she has learned several techniques in interacting with the living, from moving objects to projecting her voice to making herself somewhat corporeal. However, she does prefer to be alone in her vast empty castle.

Notes: Parents - Meck x Narana

Relations: Fayette

History: Breeding with Alice.



Fayette| Bred Lucain | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: M
Diet: Carnivore
Offense: 9
Defense: 5
Precision: 7
Endurance: 13
Speed: 8
Fame: 10
Passive Traits: None
Battle Traits: Spiked Body

Appearance: Coming Soon

Personality: Fayette is the daughter of Dusa, the White Lady. She lives with a family of low born people outside the castle walls. She was taken from her mother at birth and taken out of the castle in secrecy.

She is a lively child full of curiosity.

Notes: Parents - Alice x Dusa

Relations:

History: None at this time.
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The Whispering Company

Postby jobiehanna » 11/01/2015 9:09 PM

The Whispering Company
The Whispering Company is an order of mages who are experts in secrets. A hierarchy is established in the company, with the strongest magic users having authority over the lesser users. Time is spent running messages to other companies and reporting problems. They are known for having knowledge that no one else knows. They have ears everywhere; no secret is safe. While some members are known for black mailing those whose secrets they hold, others simply keep the secrets hidden. They known secrets are valuable, and it is best to keep them safe.


No Name| Bred Diosol | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Herbivore/Mentivore
Offense: 2
Defense: 4
Precision: 9
Endurance: 8
Speed: 6
Fame: 10
Passive Traits: Aerodynamic, Dash, Evasive, Extended Life Span, Keen Hearing
Battle Traits: Dodge

Appearance: On the chubby side.

Personality: A record keeper. Quiet, doesn't interfere. Socially awkward.

Notes: Parents - Gabriel x Luff

Relations:

History: None at this time.

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Life on the Farm

Postby jobiehanna » 11/01/2015 9:09 PM

Life on the Farm
Out in the Sekudui Farmlands is a farmer with a strange sort of animal stock. There is never a dull moment on the specialized farm. He's just a rancher on struggling to keep the bank from seizing his property.


Raul| Custom Lucain | Male
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: M
Diet: Carnivore
Offense: 10
Defense: 6
Precision: 6
Endurance: 11
Speed: 8
Fame: 10
Passive Traits: None
Battle Traits: Spiked Body

Appearance: Coming Soon

Personality: Raul is the strong and silent type. He grew up on a farm in Sekudui raising Yingshee. He enjoyed learning about the species and how to care for them. His favorite season was when he got to sheer their wool. It was calming for both he and the animals, and he loved it. He loved everything about the Yingshee, even the cleaning up after them part. It was then his family went into the big leagues, using hormones on their stock. Disgusted with the new business, Raul left.

He ended up in travelling a lot, never quite settling down. He didn't make many new friends over the years of being a nomad, but he did make a pretty friend in Nabias. The young woman had been in an alley, a bundle of something in her arms. A figure attacked, and Raul had to act. After rescuing Yakira from potential misfortune, Raul took to being the protective big brother friend. She was new to the town, and Raul helped her become acquainted with it. He'd only been there a week longer than she, but he was nothing if not helpful.

Later she encouraged him to follow his dreams of a farm of his own. He now lives in Sekudui with a ranch to call his own. He has a great range of animals - mostly those he took in because they were unwanted. He sells what product he can to the local town; this is how he makes his money to survive and make the payments on the loan he had to take to buy the property.

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Relations:

History: None



Pending| Floppy Draculi | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Piscivore/Carnivore
Offense: 5
Defense: 3
Precision: 6
Endurance: 10
Speed: 9
Fame: 6
Passive Traits: Graceful, Night Vision, Padded Paws
Battle Traits: Extended Claws

Appearance:

Personality: Often referred to as 'lazy shit' by Raul, this draculi came with the place when it was purchased. A lazy lump who prefers to watch the rats rather than catch them. Not much help in the pest control area. More of a nuisance than a help. Sassy, sarcastic, opinionated.

Notes:

Relations:

History: None at this time.



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Twisted Fate

Postby jobiehanna » 11/01/2015 9:10 PM

Twisted Fate
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Serkan| Original Calimikuhna | Male
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Herbivore/Mentivore
Offense: 2
Defense: 4
Precision: 9
Endurance: 8
Speed: 6
Fame: 10
Passive Traits: Aerodynamic, Dash, Evasive, Extended Life Span, Keen Hearing
Battle Traits: Dodge


Appearance: ...

Personality: Serkan likes nothing better than the feelings of power and control. He's obtained these feelings throughout the years with any means he can. At first he did so by bullying other humans to do his bidding by blackmail or other such threats. But when he learned of Vampirism, he sought out one that would change him. Once changed, he would have speed, strength, and a longer life span than any human. He did locate one, his sire, but after he grew strong enough Serkan killed the vampire and took over his quaint empire.

Since he took over his sire's mansion a hundred years ago, Serkan has been aquiring people who would do his bidding. He also likes to have a collection of female vampire mates within his home for his exclusive use. His collection of humans varies from time to time, as they often where out from too much use. Or he'll kill them or have them killed when he no longer has a use for them. He thinks of humans as living blood banks and wouldn't not hesitate to kill one, unless they had something to offer him.

Serkan chooses his servants and blood banks carefully, picking only the best he can find. He is particularly fond of submissive humans so they are easier to control with his threats. He also likes the pretty ones, or the strong ones for heavy tasks. Most of his vampire servants and mates were humans turned vampire by the overlord, and left no choice but to live with him in his manor. Once turned vampire, it was either drink for a human or die, and many chose life over death, even if it was within his control.

There is one vampire that Serkan chose because she was pretty and docile, or at least she appeared to be at first. There was a little fire in her personality, but he felt certain he could stamp it out. He met Queenie one Halloween night when she was out with her brother. He killed the boy and took the girl. He changed her, though she didn't want to complete the change. He forced her hand, and she hates him for it. Realizing how stubborn she could be, Serkan kept certain vampire secrets to himself. He only told her she must drink blood to stay alive, and that the sun would hurt her without the ring he'd given her.

He employed her as his personal servant, making her run errands, clean up after him and satisfy his needs. Despite how many times she's tried to escape, he still keeps her around. He enjoys the challenge she gives him and wouldn't get rid of her for the world. She is his most prized possession, and he would do anything to keep her around.

Notes:

Relations:

History: None at this time.



Vincent| Venom Sheilupe | Male
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Herbivore/Mentivore
Offense: 2
Defense: 4
Precision: 9
Endurance: 8
Speed: 6
Fame: 10
Passive Traits: Aerodynamic, Dash, Evasive, Extended Life Span, Keen Hearing
Battle Traits: Dodge


Appearance: ...

Personality: Vincent has been working for Serkan since was a young boy. The vampire had been in need of young helpers, and Vincent had been perfect for the job. He was an orphan, no family to speak of and unwanted. So Vincent had been 'adopted' and began to earn his keep by doing small jobs around the mansion and running errands for his Master. It was much better than the orphanage where he was bullied. He hoped to earn the privilege of being turned to a vampire by working as hard as he could for his Boss.

When Vincent was thirty-seven years old Serkan realized that he was leaving the prime of his life. Serkan had never had the intentions of turning the man, but Vincent had been a good servant. He was loyal beyond belief and always did what was asked, no matter how grotesque. With Vincent's permission the vampire made him into one of his own.

At first the change was difficult and Vincent wasn't sure if he would survive. When he finally pulled through, he was very joyous. He was ecstatic, really. He brags about it at every chance he can. He is strong and obedient, and all but worships Serkan. He addresses him as 'Lord', 'Boss', and 'Master'. He hates doing mediocre tasks, but does them nonetheless. He doesn't always understand why his master wants him to do certain things, but he does them as flawlessly as possible. Intelligence has never been his strong suite.

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Relations:

History: None at this time.



Queenie| Autumn Kuhna | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Herbivore/Mentivore
Offense: 2
Defense: 4
Precision: 9
Endurance: 8
Speed: 6
Fame: 10
Passive Traits: Aerodynamic, Dash, Evasive, Extended Life Span, Keen Hearing
Battle Traits: Dodge


Appearance: ...

Personality: A vampire isn't something Queenie ever imagined herself being. She hates the hunger she has for blood, the power she feels when she gets it, and the urge to kill. She can't go out in the sunlight, at least not without the sunlight ring Serkan gave her. She has super speed, strength, and limited mind powers. She is just learning about what she is capable up because of the controlling nature of her sire.

Her sire is none other than Serkan, a vampire of wealth, power and malice. She was changed Halloween night the year of her seventeenth birthday twelve years ago. Her little brother died that night as well; she misses him and all of her other friends. As the years pass her time with Serkan feels like it's taking her happy memories away and she yearns to be free.

Since coming to live at the mansion with Serkan, Queenie has been worked to the bone. For fear of her immortal life she is obedient. She used to rebel often, but that was beaten out of her. Her self value is slim to none because she is constantly told she is worthless. She is often subject to abuse, both physical and emotional. She doesn't understand why she was taken, nor why she was forced to become a vampire, or even the overlord's fascination with her. She's not special.

The only light she has in her life is Rasul, the only living thing that has managed to sneak under Serkan's radar. He is a small ttee, with a gray body, pink stripes and a pink tuft of hair on his head. He is always planning ways of escape for Queenie, but she is always too afraid to try them. He is her constant support.

Notes: Parents - Invier x Arlur

Relations:

History: None at this time.



Rasul| Ttee | Male
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Herbivore/Mentivore
Offense: 2
Defense: 4
Precision: 9
Endurance: 8
Speed: 6
Fame: 10
Passive Traits: Aerodynamic, Dash, Evasive, Extended Life Span, Keen Hearing
Battle Traits: Dodge


Appearance: ...

Personality: Rasul is a very tiny ttee and can easily sneak past just about anyone or anything. He is cunning and fast and a great escape artist. He is Queenie's constant companion in the mansion and out of it, able to escape Serkan's notice. The vampire doesn't know of the ttee's existence, but if he did Rasul wouldn't be around any longer.

He knows Queenie's fears and plots to save her from Serkan. He is always thinking of the perfect plan for her escape, even if he would get discovered. He also encourages his friend and hates to see her so sad all the time. He tries his best to brighten her day, but it doesn't always work.

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A Goddess' Secret

Postby jobiehanna » 11/01/2015 9:10 PM

A Goddess' Secret
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Hela| Custom Lucain | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 2
Posts: 11
Size: M
Diet: Carnivore
Offense: 10
Defense: 7
Precision: 8
Endurance: 14
Speed: 9
Fame: 12
AP: 10
Passive Traits: Chaotic Mind,
Battle Traits: Spiked Body, Diehard,

Appearance: She has bright blue eyes and jet black, curly hair halfway down her back. She is taller than average and her figure is slim. She has very pale skin.

Personality: Hela is a goddess of death and re-birth. There are two sides to her personality: one is calm, cool and reassuring. The other is harsh, unyielding and cruel. Sometimes there is a mixture of her sides when she is not doing her duties; you never know what you'll get. She also tends to hide behind a mask so that others cannot truly figure her out.

She decides who's turn it is to die and then finds a way to end their life. Either via sickness, murder, old age, ect. She always takes great care with this task, never taking someone too soon. Yes, their loved ones may disagree, but when it's time to move on, well, it's time to move on. There's no other way about it.

But actually, there is. She also helps to guide those who get a second chance back to the world of the living. If she finds someone truly worthy, she brings them back either as their old self or as someone new.

But that's just her job. There's a side to Hela no one knows about. It's the part that can love, the part she hides from the world. She loved someone once, one called Azazel, and that love still lingers in her heart, even after he was cast out of the Heavens. She longs to be with him, and tell him how she really feels. He makes her feel like a young girl, giddy in love. But there's no way she can contact him, not without facing serious consequences. Yes, she is a goddess, but there are still rules to follow.

Notes: Chibi Bunny by Talcen; Chibi Lucain by MidnightDraconia; Needs Kohl #110303

Relations: Azazel

History: The Special Request



Azazel| Bred Lucain | Male
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: M
Diet: Carnivore
Offense: 10
Defense: 6
Precision: 6
Endurance: 11
Speed: 8
Fame: 10
AP: 10
Passive Traits: None
Battle Traits: Spiked Body, Diehard,

Appearance: ...

Personality: Some people don't believe in demons, angels, gods, goddesses or anything spiritual for that matter. But those people, well, they're the perfect fuel for a half-demon/half-god. Their disbelief fuels Azazel's power. He had never been a particular strong individual, at least not while he was on the good side. In his younger years he tried to be the good guy. Oh, how he tried. But the demon in him won out, and he was cast away from the 'good' life he lived.

Azazel left behind his friends, family and even, well, lover of sorts. He was never sure entirely what she was to him, because she was like the wind, always changing. But he did love her, if that's what love feels like. She never seemed to return the feelings, so his went unsaid. If he had known the truth, well, maybe things would have turned out differently.

But he left it all behind for power, and he also found it was much easier to give into his darkest desires rather than fighting them. He spends his days searching for unbelievers, and once he finds one, he steals their unbelieving souls. He keeps them in a pouch around his neck and draws power, energy and strength from them.

There is little that remains of the old Azazel. The caring side that existed when he was fighting his demon side is buried deep beneath the cruelty and hatred he wears on the outside.

Notes: Parents - Victor x Aisling.

Relations: Hela

History: None at this time.
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Running on Revenge

Postby jobiehanna » 11/01/2015 9:11 PM

Running on Revenge
A being brought here from another realm seeks revenge on the one who brought him here. Along the way he meets friends who help him learn about himself and the one he seeks. The poor soul who brought the alien being here is plagued with paranoia about the deal he made and the Dark Magic that follows him.


Mars | Concept Draculi | Male
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 41
Posts: 202
Size: S
Diet: Piscivore/Sanguivore
Element: Dark
Offense: 51
Defense: 50
Precision: 40
Endurance: 65
Speed: 64
Fame: 40
AP: 45
Passive Traits: City Dweller, Cave Dweller, Forest Dweller, Disease Immunity, Bone Mender, Malevolent, Adaptable, Wanderlust, Loyal, Human Form, Human Speech, Night Vision, Evasive, Dash, Padded Paws, Prehensile Tail, Aerodynamic, Independent
Battle Traits: Dark Heart, Elusive Foe, Creeping Shadows, Deepening Darkness, Combat Endurance, Extended Claws, Lunge, Sharp Vision

Appearance: Mars is a specter - he is not quite solid. His form is in the shape of a white draculi, but it is faded. If taking a human form, Mars is also faded in appearance. It takes energy for him to interact with real objects. His entire ensemble appears to be covered in flour, and he is stuck wearing the robes he wore as a sorcerer in his past life. His hair is short and uneven, his face long and pale. He is tall and lanky.

Personality: Once a powerful sorcerer from another realm, Mars is trapped here. He has a vague recollection of who he used to be and what happened to get him here. After his death in his other realm, a powerful force had caught his soul. He was stuck in a jar with others like him, until the day his soul was called upon to connect with another.

For years he was trapped in the mind of Scribbles, aiding him if he could. But most of the sorcery he had known in his previous realm and life was forgotten - it had been to long. He also spent much of his time learning of this new world through Scribbles' eyes. He would often question his host and learn more, but often his babble annoyed the one who had summoned him.

Before long he was cast from his host into the desert. Luckily he was given a form where he doesn't need to eat or drink - that of a wraith. He wasn't quite solid, but he was definitely there. The heat shone down and he felt it, but it didn't bother him. His new form didn't care about the needs of this world. It simply existed.

Once he escaped the heat of the desert, he set to learning more about himself and this world. As he slowly remember what happened to him, a need for revenge blossomed. It simmers just beneath the surface, waiting to strike. He remembers the name of his host, Scribbles, but not of the one who captured his soul initially. If all had gone as was natural, he would have gone into the afterlife - a world of paradise.

However, in his time here he has learned of love, compassion, and forgiveness through adventures with others. He has grown close to a select few, and doesn't want to hurt them while initiating his plan for revenge on his former host and previous master. It was this reason he joined the war - he could be fierce and reckless with the enemy, and would do not harm to his friends.

Notes: Bold in stats means capped.  My oldest character, he's gone through many character revamps. Chibi by Krypto

Relations: Felicity, Ares, Scribbles, Kane

History: Into the Cave - Running from Him - A Burning Quest - Finding the Squall - Training - More Training - In the Darkness (Training) - Rediscovering Myself - Friends in the Darkest Times



Damon Scribbles | Venom Draculi | Male
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Piscivore/Sanguivore
Element: Dark/Acid
Offense: 5
Defense: 2
Precision: 5
Endurance: 9
Speed: 6
Fame: 4
Passive Traits: Malevolent
Battle Traits: Dark Heart, Poison Immunity, Virulent Poison

Appearance: Scribbles is a tall man with slender features and dark hair. His green eyes pierce into the soul, and he is always clad in black. He is often seen wearing a black hooded cloak, only his bright eyes visible in darkness. He has the appearance of someone who doesn't eat enough and his face is gaunt and tired looking.

Personality: Damon goes strictly by his last name, as he hates the name given by his parents. He started out as a petty thief with a greed for the finer things in life. His home life wasn't ideal, and as soon as he was eighteen he left his drunken father. There never was a mother in his life. There was never anyone to teach him right from wrong. He skipped school, and on the days he actually went he was usually intoxicated or high. He hated the institution and dropped out when he was sixteen with a signature from his dad.

From there he became a master thief, but it wasn't enough. He wanted power; he wanted control. After hearing of Dark Magic from a fellow thief, the young man set about to finding out how to work it. If done right, he could have the power to control a spirit from another world. Quite on accident, he stumbled upon Marge, a Dark Magician from the Tengel Rainforest. She helped him conjure this spirit, but things didn't go as planned.

The spirit they had conjured and bound to him was strong willed. It didn't like to tell Scribbles what he wanted to know, and often the voice didn't want to do what Scribbles wanted to. So he went back to Marge, this time paying a great price: that of his soul. When he died, his soul would go to the Dark Magician to fuel her power. After shaking on it, he was free of the voice and spirit. The spirit itself, Mars, was cast hundreds of miles away into the Wilt'no Desert where Scribbles hoped it would fade away or die.

He doesn't know it still lives and wants him dead, but he doesn't care. He has other things to worry about, like living out the rest of his life without any Dark Magic. He worries about Marge, but knows she will be patient. He has an apartment in the Slums and works at the bar below. He also works on commissions, supplementing his income with the money he gets from stealing, threatening and anything else his client would want him to do.

Notes: Scribbles Das Tier by Kodia

Relations: Mars

History: None at this time.



Felicity | Diamond Garagnir | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 4
Posts: 16
Size: G
Diet: Silicivore
Element: Earth
Offense: 11
Defense: 19
Precision: 9
Endurance: 22
Speed: 5
Fame: 14
AP: 10
Passive Traits: Tough Skin
Battle Traits: Aerodynamic

Appearance: As a human Felicity is short and stocky. She is a muscular woman with deep gray eyes and silver hair. Her hair is in a pixie cut, and often kept out of her face with cute clips or a head band. Her clothing choices are often gray and practical (often a uniform), as she doesn't want to stick out too much. She needs to blend in to transport supplies safely. The use of hair accessories makes her feel unique and bright enough.

Personality: Felicity was a wanderer before she met Mars in the desert. She went from place to place with her wooden cart, enjoying the sun and of the deserts and volcanoes she discovered. Her favorite places are the hot ones where she can soak up the sun.

She discovered her friend Mars in the desert, and escorted him to civilization. The two ended up joining a war, and fight on the side of the Purines. Felicity is a supply supporter, and Mars is a warrior in combat. Though the two don't get to spend a lot of time together, what time they do have together is precious.

Felicity is friendly and would open her heart to anyone. Though a bit naive and gullible, she will stand up for what she believes in  - even if she is wrong. She has no fear for herself and will charge boldly into action to protect those she loves. She is faithful to a fault for those she cares about.

Notes: None

Relations: Mars, Ares, Kane

History: Rediscovering Myself - Friends in the Darkest Times
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Servants of War

Postby jobiehanna » 11/01/2015 9:11 PM

Servants of War
With war breaking out over the Lands, there are many who have been involved. Some have chosen their paths, while others have been drawn into it by accident. Those here have their own stories, but they are all involved in the war all the same.


Ares | Spectrakuhna | Male
Roleplay Status: Open - WAR
Level: 28
Posts: 137
Size: S
Diet: Piscivore/Carnivore
Element: Light
Offense: 43
Defense: 28
Precision: 40
Endurance: 37
Speed: 51
Fame: 34
AP: 35
Passive Traits: Heat Adaptation, Jungle Dweller, First Aid, Adaptable, Charismatic, Inner Discipline, Focused, Padded Paws, Human Form, Human Speech, Leaper, Pain Resistant, Track Cover, Independent, Tracker
Battle Traits: Team Defense, Extended Claws, Lunge, Ray, Guerrilla Fighter, Veteran Mind, Blinding Blaze

Appearance: Ares is tall - towering over most at a striking 6' 6". His frame is lean and muscular, and his eyes are bright blue and filled with an inner rage. A strong, angular jaw is covered with a trimmed dirty blonde beard. There is a bar-code tattoo on his right arm, with a scar cutting through it. The hair on his head is also dirty blonde, but it is shaved close to the scalp. He has large, rough hands. He is almost always in uniform, but will wear jeans, boots, and a t-shirt while out on the town.

Personality: Ever since Ares was a child, he has been on his own. He doesn't remember his family, only roughing it on the streets, wondering where his next meal would come from. That is, until he found himself running with a gang of miscreants. They called themselves the Wolves, and they owned the streets. They decided who among the street riff-raff lived or died, and Ares was fortunate to become one of them.

After his first initiation, he was given part of the full bar-code tattoo he has today. The first line marked him as a member, but as he worked his was up the ranks he got more of the thick black lines. He was (still is) a powerful street fighter, his favorite weapon his claws, and when in human form, the knife he keeps in his boot. Ares doesn't speak of his days as a high ranked member of the Wolves. He also doesn't speak of how he lost his membership. It's all shrouded in mystery.

But he is the strong and silent type, never to but in unless needed. He is quite strong, and tends to be rather cheerful, despite his past. He would do anything to protect his friends, despite his past of only taking care of himself. Ares has never known love, nor has he the urge to do so. Yes, he loves and protects, but not in the romantic sense. He understands what love is, he just never thought much about it. His life has always been about surviving, and barely doing so sometimes. He hasn't ever had the time for fantasies about love.

When news of an upcoming war reached his ears, the fighter in him roared to life. There was still a part of him that missed the bloodshed, and he was rearing to get back into it. Because he spent his past years fighting rough on the streets, he wanted to try the side of the Purines. He'd heard good rumors about them, and put in his hat for them.

Notes: Bold in stats means capped. Old Image

Relations: Kane, Mars, Felicity

History: Training - More Training - Risks of Thanks for Life Day! Extreme version! - Battle - Investigation - Friends in the Darkest Times



Kane | Clockwork Yonyuu | Male
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 21
Posts: 101
Size: (M)
Diet: Silicivore
Element: Metal/Air
Offense: 30
Defense: 20
Precision: 33
Endurance: 30
Speed: 51
Fame: 22
AP: 30
Passive Traits: Cave Dweller, Terrain Traveler, Disease Immunity, Life Transfer, Explorer, Intellectual, Yes-Man, Aerodynamic, Night Vision, Cyborg, Keen Scent, Extended Life Span, Human Form, Chatterbox, Tracker, Klutz, Call of the Wild
Battle Traits: Flyby Attack, Wingstorm, Metal Plating, First Initiative, Shrapnel, Powerful Jaws, Lunge, Blindsense, Soundproof

Appearance: Kane is of average height for a male. Many parts of him are made of metal -
such as his left arm, legs from the knee down, and a pair of wings. The right side of his face has a metal plate on it as well. All of these metal parts function as they should, moving and reacting like normal flesh would. However, they are harder to destroy, and many attacks will bounce off of the metal is struck. He has shaggy black hair and amber eyes, what skin is still left is an ashen gray color.

Personality: Kane isn't sure what he is. But his instruction manual says that he is a cyborg experiment (gone wrong). He was programmed to follow directions, to obey. Something went haywire in his system, the electrical circuity was somehow damaged. He began to think completely for himself, developing a personality to go along with the body.

He doesn't remember ever being born, just simply awakened. He must have had a life before, but he can't remember it. Kane's body is mostly fur, muscle and bones, but parts of him are entirely mechanical. Like all four of his legs, wings, jaw, ears, tail and part of his rib cage. His brain is biological, but part of the metal mask on his face is connected to it, enabling him to be programmed (if it worked correctly). He goes about his life methodologically, and he takes his time doing whatever. Since he doesn't seem to have a short lifespan, he enjoys the little things and doing things slow. If he did things fast, where would that leave him?

Being mechanical, he is not able to die a natural death. The machines whirring inside him keep him alive all the time, and the only subsistence he needs are rocks and other minerals. For some reason, consuming them fuels him.  Kane has been around for some time, and can't remember exactly when he came to be. He remembers a simpler time, without all the gadgets there are in today's world. But it must have had some technological advances, because Kane is quite advanced himself.

Learning of the war was revolutionary for Kane, because he wanted to die. Maybe he'd finally be over, after his indefinitely long lifespan. Deciding for the Purine cause simply because he liked the color better, Kane throws himself into battle without a second thought. His comrade in arms is Ares, and he would do anything for his brother.

Notes: None

Relations: Ares, Mars, Felicity

History: Deadman Walking - Demon Escapes - Training - More Training - Friends in the Darkest Times



Chasseur | Kamo Kuhna | Male
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Herbivore
Offense: 5
Defense: 2
Precision: 3
Endurance: 11
Speed: 6
Fame: 5
Passive Traits: Night Vision
Battle Traits: Powerful Jaws

Appearance:

Personality: Drafted into the war. Is part of a stealth unit that specialists in capture and return missions. These runs include bringing back captives as well as rescuing Purine forces. He is not a strong member, but he is good at following orders. He is submissive to authority figures, but he will stick up for himself. He is not a push over or a wallflower. Chasseur is not afraid to stand up for what he believes in.  

Notes:

Relations:

History: None at this time.



Titus | Molten Kuhna | Male
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Carnivore
Offense: 6
Defense: 2
Precision: 6
Endurance: 10
Speed: 6
Fame: 3
Passive Traits: Chaotic Mind, Mischievous, Sticky Fingers
Battle Traits: Sharp Beak

Appearance:

Personality: Blacksmith. Runs a forge in the Purine encampment. Shy but good at his trade.

Notes: Parents - Anri x Saika

Relations:

History: None at this time.



Winifred | Ghastly Kuhna | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: S
Diet: Insectivore/Granivore
Element: Fire/Dark
Offense: 4
Defense: 1
Precision: 8
Endurance: 9
Speed: 5
Fame: 5
Passive Traits: Aerodynamic
Battle Traits: Flame Resistant, Flyby Attack, Dark Heart, The Will's Connection


Appearance:

Personality: Winnifred is a fan of the dark and morbid things in life. She does not fear death, and has a certain fondness for feeling terrified. She loves the shock and rush of adrenaline when being frightened. After the initial scare and look of terror she will smile and often giggle or full on laugh. She also likes to scare others with practical jokes and illusions. She is quite the illusionist, as she has been schooled in the tradition of illusionist magic.

She likes to decorate with skulls, and her favorite flower is a black rose. She loves how snakes and heights give her a fright. She is constantly on the lookout for monsters and things that go bump in the night. She would love to meet a vampire, ghost, ghoul, what have you. She's heard of such creatures, but never encountered one on her own. She loves to wear fishnet stockings and black eyeliner, but her hair is always a different color and cut. She loves the bright colors, the dull colors, the neutral colors. Because of the constant hair change, she is often hard to recognize if you don't know her very well. Although, her pink eyes are often a giveaway.

Monsters: vampire, werewolf, ghost, ghoul, demon, hellcat, kelpie, cerberus, griffin, gremlin


Notes: Parents - Fuyuki x Xania

Relations:

History: None at this time.
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Mythical Monsters

Postby jobiehanna » 11/01/2015 9:12 PM

Mythical Monsters
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Cashlin | Bred Lucain | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: M
Diet: Carnivore
Offense: 9
Defense: 5
Precision: 7
Endurance: 13
Speed: 8
Fame: 10
Passive Traits: None
Battle Traits: Spiked Body

Appearance:

Personality: A siren.

Notes: Parents - Diego x Yukita

Relations:

History: None at this time.



Melusinaen | Aqua Cavallion | Female
Roleplay Status: Open

Appearance: Coming soon.

Personality: A Kelpie of the rivers.

Notes: None

Relations: None

History: None at this time.
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Patchwork Family

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Patchwork Family
It takes a great bond to bring a bunch of people together into a family. This little group has endured a lot on their own, and circumstances have drawn them together over the years. There is not one individual who feels left out or alone when with the group. They have become a family - even through heartbreak and pain.

Yakira | Custom Windgill Paragon | Female
Roleplay Status: Open

Appearance: Yakira is a tall, slender woman with platinum blonde, straight hair that hangs to her waist. Her eyes are pale violet with a look of sadness most days. She has straight bangs and usually styles her hair in a single braid down her back. She loves to wear dresses and ballet flats or sandles. She carries an old, beat up leather bag with her everywhere, which she collects 'treasures' in.

Personality: Kira is a very graceful paragon, especially for her size. She moves through the skies and along the ground with great ease, though she is a little better at flying gracefully than walking gracefully. She was born the daughter of a wind god and a mortal, though she never met her father, just her mother. And her mother was a wonderful creature, taking care of her fatherless child as well as she could. Kira was taught all kinds of lady etiquette and how to care for the sick and injured. And she learned well. She had unwavering patience as a young paragon, which she inherited from her father. She can also control the winds somewhat, though not very well.

When her mother died, Kira was sent into a horrible depression because her mother was all she ever knew. The graceful paragon lost control for a while, and didn't recover for years. A friend of hers, now deceased, helped her get out of her funk. She helped young Kira conquer her grief. But when that friend died, Kira was depressed once more, but this time she knew how to handle it. Young Kira also fell in love once, but soon after they had pledged themselves to one another, he was captured by hunters and she never saw him again. His name was Lahn, and she thinks about him often, despite her efforts to move on. It seems that everyone around her has died, and Kira has a hard time making close friends because she doesn't want them to die.

She is still very patient and very kind as well. She hardly ever grows angry, though if something rubs her the wrong way she is a force to be reckoned with, especially when she has the power of the wind behind her. Kira is gentle and sweet as well. She isn't one for talking much, but she knows how to carry on a conversation. But she is very sensitive to her feelings and those of the ones around her. If she feels a bad vibe she will clam up.

Notes: Her back story is here.

Relations: Yaeri, Roger, Dream, Rupert

History: At the Lover's Triangle - Paragon Breeding Room



Yaeri | Custom Puma Kuhna | Female
Roleplay Status: Open

Appearance: Tall, slender, and busty, Yaeri is a beautiful woman. Her golden hair shines in the sun, and her pale green eyes sparkle with laughter. She is always in a different outfit, always handmade by her to show off her work to clients. She loves to try new dress styles, so her outfit is always unique. Her shoes are often flats, so she can be comfortable on her feet all day. She wears a minimal amount of jewelry so it doesn't get caught in machines or tools, or get in the way of her work. This can include stud earrings and a simple necklace, which match her dress of the day.

Personality: Yaeri is a bubbly, loud and outspoken person. She loves to speak her opinions, but she knows when it's time to quit. She is a great saleswoman, able to sell any of the dresses she tailors at her dress shop. The Thorn and the Rose is the dress shop she manages in Nabias. She specializes in custom dresses for people of all ages and sizes (including children!). Her business is a successful one and she is proud to call it hers.

She loves spending time with her customers and getting to know their unique preferences for dresses. She enjoys giving advice and reading - or hearing - about new dress trends. She is also a fan of accessories, and has some of those in her shop to sell as well. It fills Yaeri's heart with joy to know her clients are happy with their items. Getting in new fabrics, ribbons, buttons, threads and the like is like a birthday for Yaeri. Finally seeing the supplies she ordered gets her ecstatic.

Yaeri is a good friend to Yakira, a special customer of hers. The two met when Kira discovered her shop and needed a custom dress made. It was easy for the two to become friends after that. Even though Kira isn't always in Nabias, Yaeri makes sure to maintain their friendship with calls, texts, and cards. Kira returns the gestures, glad to have a friend. Yakira is still one of Yaeri's best customers.

The Thorn and the Rose is on Cinder Street, which cuts through Market Street in Nabias. The shop is small and quaint and always has a nice display in the front window. Yaeri runs the shop with her apprentice, Simone.

Notes: Needs - Needle (if available)

Relations: Yakira, Roger, Dream, Rupert, Simone

History: None at this time.



Simone | Cotton Candy Kuhna | Simone
Roleplay Status: Open

Appearance: Simone is a short girl of middling build with pale blonde hair. Her skin is slightly tanned, her face round. Her eyes seem to always be said, except for when she is working with fabric or consulting with a customer. She likes to wear plain clothes such as t-shirts and jeans, except for when Yaeri convinces her to try a dress.

Personality: Simone seems to be the opposite of her employer. She is very quiet and soft spoken. Her voice can barely be heard over the littlest of disturbances, and she is often told to speak up. Though she is shy, she loves to talk about dress fashion with Yaeri and the customers. She has a wide knowledge of such things, and keeps up with the newest trends on social media.

She is a wizard with a needle or sewing machine. Her thin, long fingers move so fast over even the most delicate of work. Yaeri praises her constantly for this, and even she has a hard time keeping pace with her apprentice. It seems Simone has learned so much from her teacher she could surpass her. But she likes working in the little shop. She knows the customers and the machines.

She doesn't have many contacts outside her place of employment, and prefers it that way. She likes living a simple, quite life in a small town. However, her social media activity is quite the opposite. Simone posts many dress designs, fashion critiques, and techniques of her own. Her following grows a little bigger each day.

Notes: Parents - Aslan x Nighter

Relations: Yakira, Roger, Dream, Rupert

History: None at this time.



Rupert | Sundae Kuhna | Male
Roleplay Status: Open

Appearance: Rupert is on the short side and of average build. He has chocolate brown hair that is trimmed on the sides and taller on top (usually combed back). He has round glasses and a small, gold hoop piercing in his left earlobe. He loves to wear khakis with flannels, and loafers on his feet. He often has a light 5 o'clock shadow from long nights and forgetting to shave. His eyes are a strange deep purple color, like amethysts.

Personality: Rupert is a very down to earth, dorky kind of guy. He is cheerful about just about any situation and kind to all on most occasions. While soft spoken, he is not afraid to start a conversation with a stranger. He is a writer who started off writing all sorts of fanfics (even the smutty sort). He has moved on from that, becoming a published author. He is embarrassed by his beginnings, and he is proud of how far he has come. He often uses real life as inspiration, using people around him to create his characters.

Rupert also does a lot of research on the internet. However, he loves to go to the library and do his research the old fashioned way. He loves the feel of books in his hands, the sound of turning paper, and the smell of the books. While on one of his research missions, he ran into Yakira looking up love stories. He spoke to her, like he often did strangers, and she had great suggestions for his latest romance novel. He is still in contact with her, and takes all of her suggestions to heart. He greatly enjoys her letters, and is a great confidant to her.

Notes: Needs - small, round glasses. Golden hoop earring left ear.

Relations: Yakira, Roger, Dream, Yaeri

History: None at this time.



Dream | Arkuhna | Female
Roleplay Status: Open

Appearance: Dream is on the short side with waist length golden curls and eyes that sparkle like emeralds. She has a thin face and thin frame - she has never been a big or busty girl. She's in her early to mid 20's, but her demeanor makes her seem younger. Occasionally she will dye her hair in pale pastels, but only when in a special mood. Her clothes of choice are usually a nice, colorful shirt, and a pair of jeans. On occasion she can be seen in a patterned dress.  

Personality: When Dream was a young child her mother and father had the best relationship. They loved each other without question and without fault. If anything was perfect, it was their love for one another and later, their daughter. They would do anything, be anything, for each other. Dream grew up with that, and she just wants it for herself. But it's hard to believe you deserve that, when everyone you have known makes you feel worthless.

Every guy Dream has loved has broke her heart one way or another. When her lifemate disappeared one day she was left heartbroken. She was young and naive, and she had believed in that love. But it had failed her, and she could barely pick herself up from the heartbreak. When she was finally able to move on with another, her next love cheated on her. The next wasn't ready for going steady and up and left like the first.

After so many failed attempts at love, Dream has given up.  She doesn't like to make friends, as she doesn't want to be hurt again. She is very shy, and socially awkward. She has a hard time gauging the situation, and doesn't understand most adult humor. She has never really had many friends, preferring to keep to herself. She is innocent to the deep intricacies of intimacy and romance.  

Dream is an artist, and her paintings often have something to do with love, heartbreak, and dreams. She paints different kinds of portraits and landscapes and anything else that comes to mind. It's something she's loved to do since she was a young girl. But she never boasts about her paintings, no matter how good they are. She is humble, and the paintings are for herself.

Notes: None

Relations: Yakira, Roger, Rupert, Yaeri

History: Playdate - Together Again - Distractions - Breeding



Roger | TrueBlue Kuhna | Male
Roleplay Status: Open

Appearance: The first thing people notice about Roger is his glasses - big, black, rectangle things on a thin face. He is tall and lanky, and always pushing those glasses further up his nose. His hair is dull blue-ish gray and hangs in his eyes. His skin is pale and freckled. Clothing choices range from jeans and a hoodie to khakis and a flannel (if needed to dress up). Often his clothes had geeky psychology sayings on them.

Personality: Roger is a psychology student studying to help people who have had dramatic childhoods. He always has his nose in his notes or his textbook and seriously wants to do some good in the world. He is the one who gets picked on in his group of friends, but it's all in good fun. Roger doesn't mind the jabs about his 4.00 GPA. He is proud of it and cannot wait until graduation day, even if it means another six years or so of schooling until he can open his own practice.

However, this all changes when he goes on a camping trip in the name of research. He is left in the forest with nothing but a tent, backpack and three days supply of food and water. Why? Because the other research assistants were afraid and ran off, and the head research professor went missing. What he lacks in survival skills, he makes up for in book smarts. But can this intelligence help him to survive his own terrifying experience with the forest and a blood thirsty lunatic?

Notes: Parents - Svenn x Arya; Needs - big, black, rectangle glasses

Relations: Yakira, Dream, Rupert, Yaeri

History: None at this time.



Lahn | Custom Primal Paragon | Male
Roleplay Status: Open

Appearance: Lahn is a bulky guy with scars all over his body. Scars range from cuts to pock marks, because of the testing. Even as a human or lizard or anything else, these scars persist. As a human, Lahn has no hair. His muscles ripple with strength, even as his lightning blue eyes burn with hope and fury. His clothes are often gray or black, with an occasional red shirt or ball cap. T-shirts, jeans, boots and a leather jacket are typical of this 5' 10" man who appears in his late 30's.

Personality: Lahn used to live deep in the forest with his mate Yakira. They spend many years together, until he was caught in a trap. He sent Kira away, knowing if she was found they'd take her too, or worse. It was heartbreaking to watch her fly off, and just as she disappeared a hunter appeared with a tranquilizer. He didn't remember what happened after that, but he awoke in a facility.

For many years Lahn was tested on. They tested his blood and scales, and inserted different serums to see how he would react. It was during his time in captivity that he discovered an ability to change shape. Perhaps it was the serums they injected or pills forced down his throat, but Lahn didn't stick around to find out. He had to wait until it was a day of rest, with no new pills or serums, and turned into a little beetle. He flitted through the ventilation system until he found daylight.

Once free and away from the facility, he stretched into his full paragon form and flew away as fast as he could. He checked his old home, but his mate had abandoned it. She probably thought he was dead. He gritted his teeth and set to clearing his territory of the ruffians who had moved in. However, he wasn't content living in one place anymore. He set out to tour the world, and use his new ability to discover new things, and interact with people.

Notes: Needs - parts of spikes broken off

Relations: Yakira

History: None at this time.
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And the Rest

Postby jobiehanna » 11/01/2015 9:13 PM

And the Rest
Not everyone has a place to belong. This group of misfits do not have a particular group that they belong to here. They each have their own stories, and are not related in anyway. Just a bunch of unique creatures lumped together.


Caspian | Corrupt Kuhna | Male
Roleplay Status: Open

Appearance: Caspian is tall, fit and tan. Though muscular, he wouldn't be described as buff. He has bright green eyes as a human, and jet black, shaggy hair that's always a mess.  His choice of clothing depends on where the adventure is at - he is always dressed for the weather and environment he will be in. He does tend to gravitate toward teal and purple for the colors of his outfit. He likes his close to fit comfortable, but not be too big and interfere with his movements.

Personality: Caspian has always been an adventurer and a risk taker. He loves to look for and find new things. He will do anything to reach his goals, as he is fiercely determined. There is nothing that can stand in his way. He has a way of getting into trouble, but has a knack escaping said trouble. Quick wit aids him in most situations, as well as charm. Though rather easy going, once his mind it set on something, it will not be swayed. He can be stubborn in this way.

While he is most often out exploring, he has a mate who is either at home waiting, or on the trail with him. He met Aqua while searching for The Lost City, which had been his latest obsession. It was a long and trying journey, but at the end it had been worth it. He had found the city, as well as true love. He would do anything for his lifemate, even sacrifice his own life.

Caspian enjoys a swim now and again in whatever body of water is available. He simply loves the feeling of being in the water. It's simple and joyous. There is no trouble, only he and his imagination (for he has a huge imagination!). It is often a flight of fancy that sends Caspian off into the great unknown on an adventure.

Notes: Parents - A'rayum x Lanika; Lifemate - ajforpresident's Aqua (hydrokuhna)

Relations:

History: Finding the Lost City



Cora | Bleached Penticorn | Female
Roleplay Status: Open
Level: 1
Posts: 0
Size: L
Diet: Herbivore
Offense: 8
Defense: 3
Precision: 6
Endurance: 10
Speed: 7
Fame: 6
Passive Traits: Plains Dweller
Battle Traits: Hard Hooves, Spiked Body

Appearance:

Personality: A strange sort of penticorn, this friendly girl seems rather normal for the most part. There's just one, tiny bit of weirdness. You see she thinks she is the... last... penticorn? Yaaah, and I mean it's not so bad except if she sees another penticorn. Usually she'll just ignore it but if forced to recognize that she is NOT the last? She goes a little... bonkers. She is rather vocal as well. She likes to sing 'I'm the last penticorn!' while prancing around and is hard to contain. Other than that, she is quite the sweet girl.

As a very young foal, Cora was in a stable fire. All of her family and friends, who happen to have all been penticorns, perished in the blaze, yet little Cora managed to somehow survive. She was found just outside the wreckage and taken to the vet. Soon afterward, she got it stuck in her head that she was the only one of her species left, though she has no recollection of the event that made her believe so.

Notes:

Relations:

History: None at this time.



Gabriel | Diosol | Male
Roleplay Status: Open

Appearance:

Personality: When Gabriel first came into existence, his job was to guide the still-born offspring of the breedable species to go 'home'. But as medicine evolved and more of the offspring survived, he wasn't needed. But now, he was assigned role of guardian angel. To whom? Well, he doesn't really know yet. It's a new occupation, and the assignments are hand selected by the 'Big Guy'. But he doesn't like to sit idle. Because there are tricks of the trade he had to learn, he stuck around to learn them. But once he got the basics down he went out in search of someone in need of help.

He doesn't remember anything about what his life was like before he was turned into an angel. He just has his name and knows the workings of his world. Others will often shorten his name to Gabe, but the poor guy can't stand it. He likes his full name, Gabriel. But he is soft-spoken, and doesn't like to cause a fuss, so he doesn't like to bring it up.

Notes:

Relations:

History:Breeding w/ Esperanza - Breeding w/Luff



Varle| Custom Male Lucain | Male
Roleplay Status: Open

Appearance: Tall, slender. Large, sad, red eyes. Pale skin. Brown, long, unruly hair. Large hands and feet that he can stick to surfaces with. But they are not always sticky, only when he wants them to be.

Personality: Varle is an older, experienced male and has been living wild in the forest for as long as he can remember. He has an odd ability to cling to things with his paw-pads, and has a rather long tongue. He prefers to eat insects rather than other animal meat, but is a terrific fighter none the less. How else do you think he survived so long on his own? He also hunts at night, rather than during the day. He is also quite the jumper, able the jump further than the average lucain.

He is a loner, claiming no homage to the packs in his area. As long as he doesn't bother them, they leave hime alone. After all, he's just one rouge, and he doesn't use that much of their resources.

Varle may act as though he is tough and impenetrable, but he is a guy with an open wound. He lost his mate, Marissa, and pups when he was young. It'd been a terrible rainy season and their den flooded when he was out hunting for food for his new family. Marissa and their three pups were stuck in a lower chamber of the den and couldn't escape the flash flood. Varle mourned their loss for years, unable to get over the heartache.

Varle aged, and a scab formed over his open wound, but never truly healed. If the subject of his younger days surfaces he quickly changes the subject to avoid the pain that comes with the memories.

Notes: None

Relations: None

History: None at this time.
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