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Custom Character Request; Yes...ANY Character
Topic Started: Feb 14 2008, 08:23 PM (655 Views)
Altharion
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The Deserter, Completion of Time itself
Name: Darethian Dawnstrider
Nickname: Dareth
Height: 5'6 1/2
Weight: 120lbs
Mancer: Puremancer *has some Chrono since Altharion basically lives in Dareth*
Likes: Being alive
Dislikes: Evil People
Spells: Purify. Blast of Pure.
Allies: Vinx, Ythrain, Lexon, Sylain, Deylan.
Enemies: None Yet.
Image: Posted Image
Good/Evil: The Highest Bidder.
Story/History: Dareth lived a normal life as an Elf until a day about 2 years past, when his village was raided. he was left alone. until, suddenly a light slammed into him. then, 5 people appeared, and they took him somewhere, where he learnt of his newly founded Mancer powers. he trained with them for 2 years, and formed the guild, Shadow of the Blade. he is mature for his age, having the maturity and intelligence of a 30year old. Shadow of the blade is currently a hired Guild.

Emblem of Shadow of the Blade(the actual emblem on the guy):
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Mar the Dragon
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Forgotten Mancer
Name:Mar
Height:6'
Weight:150 lbs
Mancer:Draco/Shadow
Likes:Dragons and Darkness
Dislikes:Light
Spells:Shadow Blast, Shadow Portal, Summon Baby Dark Dragon
Allies:Dragons and Shadowlings
Enemies:Lightlings
Image(REQUIRED):Posted Image
Good/Evil:Does What He Wants
Story/History:He is an orphan, with a hideous marred face, thus calling himself "Mar". Dragons were is only friends,, and he found strenght in darkness, so he became a Draco/Shadow mancer.
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kbolt56
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Advanced Student
Name:Jereth (mostly because i am running out of names)

Height:6'2

Weight:183

Mancer:Magma mancer

Likes:Anything he can burn.

Dislikes: Anyone who doesn't pay him.

Spells:err...i will think of some later

Allies:Anyone who is in shadow of the blade

Enemies:none

Img:Posted Image

story: Always shunned in his village for his unusual powers he ran away at a young age and spent most of his time in a dormant volcanoe feeling most at home there. He mastered his powers there and joined up with a mercenary guild.

(sorry for bad story might write a better one later)
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soandso2
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Advanced Student
Name: Dragonbane Deathsword
Race: All
Class: deathknight
Age: 100000000000000000+
Alignment: Allignment? ALLIGNMENT?!!! I HAVE NONE!
Element: dark
Image: (will post soon!)
Story:this is the fabled deathknight of ech. dont mess with him, or pay the price. he has the ring of time, the ring of space, the currupted ashbringer, the whip of shade, the blood of the enimies,
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Cloptic
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Master
Name: Spraoi (pronounced spree- means fun in irish)
Height: *shwug*
Weight: *shwug*
Mancer: Biomancer. That still a mancer? If not...SHABOOM!
Likes: Rainbows
Dislikes: Sour grapefruit
Spells:
All spells are to give or preserve life-
Mental Maelstrom- Gives an inanimate object a mind, and the ability to move in the way that animals move (not how plants move)
I will explain how this worked in a totally non religous way ._.
Spraoi has rainbow-coloured eyes. These eyes allow him to see neuronic signatures that lie in each and every persons brain waves.They also allow him see the empty mind of inanimate things and feed them with mental signautres. Spraoi creates one at random, and uss his magic as a substitute for grey matter to be used as a medium - Thus giving said object a mind, and an intangible nervous system. <:D

The Fan that Flames the Spark
Gives an animated object greater strength and endurance. The longer he has had it, the more powerful it is.

Partial Reassembly
A minor healing spell that heals small wounds

Phantom Reassembly
A healing spell that can solve internal wounds or bleeding

Passionate Reassembly
Heals inside or outside a body, with huge force and capacity. Greatly costing of Spraoi, may cost him usage of one or two limbs for a while.

Pristine Rejection
A white forcefield is formed and used as a shield

Also, sometimes a white field forms around him, allowing levitation. Not flight, just short range levitation. He isn't quite sure how this happens. Nor am I.
Allies: Anything inanimate

Enemies: The Tellytubbies.

Story: Powerful hooves parted the wet earth beneath them, and ploughed through the inconstant rain, which would stint at one moment, oly to shower its brine onto the ground once more. Countless horsemen could be seen marching through the hazy mist, glaves held elegantly. If it is possible to hold a weapon bred for destruction with elegance - the word justifies it, and that is surely wrong. The unwanted cavalry did make their presence most noted in the small town of Baba. They consumed all alcohol in sight, slaughtered whomever got in their way, forced propagaanda down the villagers throats - One boy was so affected by their impression that..He went to join them. Yes, he left his small home crowded wiith a huge family behind, and did so without looking back more than once.

Six of Spraoi's eighteen years were spent in the King's Military. He was told six was not a very long time at all, but it was to Spraoi. He figured the soldiers had absolute power - could march into any town just because they wanted to. In reality, it was escapism. They drank and brawled toescape the battlefield, where there friends died. And more so, to escape the Mess Hall, where their friends lived. And memories were cultivated. Spraoi understood this all too well now. He never made any friends, since on his first day there had been a raid. He saw so many die, he thought making friends in a place such as that would make him all too fickle. The only friend he had was Korrib, the beautiful Stallion who was his noble steed. Each Soldier was assigned thei rown steed, to look after and care for her on their own. Some did so better than others. Spraoi was not one of them. Those who lost their steed to enemy spears or neglect and illness had to walk along side the others. Korrib's death was constantly reminded to Spraoi. It's not even that he was lose to the mammal, or friends with it. But he depended on it. It was that little thread left that held him above the yawning gap of insanity. Now it was gone. He could not leave t army fo ranother two years then, and even if he could, there was nowhere for him to go anymore. The entire Eastern Territories had been taken by the invading barbarians. The King's forces dwindled, and in the following two years, where skirmishes and raids became ever more daily, on top of his previous experiences, Spraoi learned the true value of life. And hence emerged his biomancy. His iris split into several different colours, and he saw the world in another light. He had greedily kept his life close to him during these years in which he stared abrupt death right in the face. Now he had to give it back.

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