↘ xxxxHeivmuk Doan Suhonek xxxx ↙ |_________________________________________________|
↣ The Light-footed ↤
"I was unaware of the true degree of your idiocy until you opened your mouth."
I have been around for a little over several decades. I am a Drow and affiliated with Malandaia. I am on team two as a player. Males suit my fancy, but I do not seek a partner.
I have a few nicknames. Doan - Heiv But I would rather you not call me. Full
↣ A b i l i t i e s ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ On top of the natural ability to move stealthily, he is nearly the top of his class in that. Without even trying as well. His title as light-footed is a humble understatement. His best abilities lay with his close, hand-to-hand combat and stealth. He is, admittedly, not the best with dark magic. However, what he lacks in magic, he makes up for in physical stamina and speed. He'll pull a knife on someone faster than they could bat an eye. Doan specializes in small to medium sized blades, yet can still wield a larger weapon. Like any elf, he works best with the weapons he has crafted and fiddled himself. These would be his dual daggers, blades sharper than any weapon one could ever buy, handles crafter with the utmost care, designed to fit his hands perfectly. All this would top his talents given to him from his born race.
↣ P e r s o n a l i t y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Doan is a quiet, keeping to himself man. He doesn't appear aggressive towards any person until given a proper reason. Due to his society, which dictates the respect of women, he is far more revere the order of one, opposed to a man. His loyalty does not fall upon anyone and it is obvious that he is not easy to get to open up. Doan is very serious and to the point. His honest can be brutal at times, in fact. He appears cold, distant, and apathetic. He is difficult to offended or to get an sort of reaction from. He takes jokes and sarcasm literally nearly all the time. He is a straight forward thinker and very focused on his task. This drow works best when given a detailed order to carry out alone. It's difficult for him to work in a group when his natural reaction is to run ahead and get the mission done.
↣ M y x S t o r y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ His story is one he'd prefer not to speak of to anyone. He doesn't want someone to think any less of him for it, or even worse, to pity him. He was born to a family with less than well off parents and two siblings. An older sister and a younger. The older was much, much older, by hundreds of years. She was very rarely in his life, having started one of her own. Despite this, he did not blame her for the scarce showing of her face. He respected her choices. In the tribe of Drow, he and his sister who was only a few years behind him, grew. The were humbled by their family's wealth, they themselves deciding it would be best to work for what they could to help. He spent his younger years working and being protective of his younger sister. He wanted to see to it that she was respected like any other woman.
They were becoming older, as were his parents. At an old, ripe age, they passed away from an illness that moved too quickly to be easily healed. Perhaps had the been better, they would've been able to pay their way to an experienced healer. Unfortunately, they could not. The siblings were not able to make it on their own quite yet and were forced to enter the home of the older sister to be cared for. Doan was very apologetic for this and to show for it, would do any wok she gave him without question. Here, he learned to take an order respectfully. He kept close contact with his sisters even after moving away through letters. He was widening his search for better work, getting away from places populated by many Drow. If there was less of his race, there was less competition to find someone in need of his skills.
Works was good. His array of talents made him perfect for certain tasks and he truly developed on those. He could keep himself well afloat there. He shared his income with his sisters to be sure they would have it as well as he would. For the next decade or so, he had it well. Then the younger sister came to stay with him, desiring to see the sights he could. He had nothing against this, but felt more protective over her than ever. He knew not all races she could encounter were of the same level of respect towards women as they were. He became more focused to keep an ear and eye out for her while still doing work. She became the leader of the household and made more than him, as it should be. He was at peace with the current state of affairs. The elder sister, naturally cooler than them, was becoming more and more distant. To the point where she wouldn't return a letter. He respected this. He just wish he would have known where to reach her when a disaster struck the younger sister. She had been practicing dark magic, something he never had much care for, when she faltered. It was devastating to witness how terribly her own magic blew up on her, but even worse to see the damage it caused. Surely, if she had not gotten help, she would perish. He couldn't allow this to happen to his beloved sister. Nimble as he could, he carried her to a healer. It wouldn't be easy and it wouldn't be cheap, but he would give everything to this person to heal her. The process would take a terribly long time to complete. Perhaps he went to the wrong healer. Doan was aware that they were being manipulated for every last bit they would give, but he didn't care. The Drow would allow himself to be used if this experienced healer would grant them his power and help the girl.
The physical wounds were too much for him to see. Doan went to work immediately, taking all the jobs he could possibly get to make enough to start paying back the healer. The cost was stacked higher than Doan would imagine it could have, yet he worked his fingers to the bone, his body until he dropped, and through the night. Most times, he even worked when the sun came up. When she was becoming more stable, though a large debt was still to be paid, he had no choice but bring himself to the busiest area of the Malandaia nation. The work he did was degrading at times, as why he began to hide his face and hair under cloth. Also because if he was found in a less than acceptable job, he wouldn't want his identity getting in trouble. During this time, he sent nearly all of the money he made back to his younger sister. It continued like this for some time, until it nearly looked as though he could finish this hard work and pay the rest of the debt. His body, strengthened by the long periods of difficult work, yearned for a break. He was only able to let himself slow for a small while. Bad luck would not let him rest. His sister caught an illness in her weaker than average state. An illness that he healer was not the most capable of curing. Doan had taken enough of fate's harassment and decided the only option he had left was to work as much as he could and plan ahead this time. He planned to get as much earnings to his sister as was possible for him, hen enter for the stone that would bring good fortune and good health to their land. Perhaps then he could go back to her and she'll be well.
↣ H o w x I x G o t x H e r e ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ In his refusal to let his sister wither away, he entered the tournament to become a part of the game. He would stop at nothing to get through and was a fierce competitor. Of course he would become a champion through his straight forward tactics and agility. Very willingly, he has become a part of the game with intent to win.
I have been around for twenty four years. I am a Draconian and affiliated with Ithus. I am on team one as a player. Males suit my fancy more than females do but both are acceptable.
I have a few nicknames. Crimson - Umbra But I would rather you call me Bryn.
↣ A b i l i t i e s ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Being a thief she can go undetected in the shadows almost to the point it’s like merging with them, she also uses her earth skill to mold the rock around her like camouflage. For weapons she uses twin daggers and throwing daggers she makes out of earth.
↣ P e r s o n a l i t y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ She is very crude and says whats on her mind often. She doesn't like lying and will tell the truth no matter how blunt and hurtful it may be. When it comes to taking action she will plan it out thoroughly even though her personality would suggest she would be rash to act. Even if her actions and words depict her as rough an foul mouthed she is actually very kind to those she warms up to.
↣ M y x S t o r y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Being born a noble an then exiled at the age of 10 for forged documents that ill-legitimatized her birth, Bryn took the only steps she knew she could, she threw away her last name and joined the academy that taught skill's to participate in the games to learn how to fight. While succeeding in her revenge and killing the person who exiled her from the family she was also chosen to go into the games to win, which is a fair payment for the crime she had committed in secrecy.
↣ H o w x I x G o t x H e r e ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Bryn was chosen for her planning skill and her uncanny way of using her earth skill in her stealth.
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↘ xxxxHeivmuk Doan Suhonek xxxx ↙ |_________________________________________________|
↣ The Light-footed ↤
"I was unaware of the true degree of your idiocy until you opened your mouth."
I have been around for a little over several decades. I am a Drow and affiliated with Malandaia. I am on team two as a player. Males suit my fancy, but I do not seek a partner.
I have a few nicknames. Doan - Heiv But I would rather you not call me. Full
↣ A b i l i t i e s ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ On top of the natural ability to move stealthily, he is nearly the top of his class in that. Without even trying as well. His title as light-footed is a humble understatement. His best abilities lay with his close, hand-to-hand combat and stealth. He is, admittedly, not the best with dark magic. However, what he lacks in magic, he makes up for in physical stamina and speed. He'll pull a knife on someone faster than they could bat an eye. Doan specializes in small to medium sized blades, yet can still wield a larger weapon. Like any elf, he works best with the weapons he has crafted and fiddled himself. These would be his dual daggers, blades sharper than any weapon one could ever buy, handles crafter with the utmost care, designed to fit his hands perfectly. All this would top his talents given to him from his born race.
↣ P e r s o n a l i t y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Doan is a quiet, keeping to himself man. He doesn't appear aggressive towards any person until given a proper reason. Due to his society, which dictates the respect of women, he is far more revere the order of one, opposed to a man. His loyalty does not fall upon anyone and it is obvious that he is not easy to get to open up. Doan is very serious and to the point. His honest can be brutal at times, in fact. He appears cold, distant, and apathetic. He is difficult to offended or to get an sort of reaction from. He takes jokes and sarcasm literally nearly all the time. He is a straight forward thinker and very focused on his task. This drow works best when given a detailed order to carry out alone. It's difficult for him to work in a group when his natural reaction is to run ahead and get the mission done.
↣ M y x S t o r y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ His story is one he'd prefer not to speak of to anyone. He doesn't want someone to think any less of him for it, or even worse, to pity him. He was born to a family with less than well off parents and two siblings. An older sister and a younger. The older was much, much older, by hundreds of years. She was very rarely in his life, having started one of her own. Despite this, he did not blame her for the scarce showing of her face. He respected her choices. In the tribe of Drow, he and his sister who was only a few years behind him, grew. The were humbled by their family's wealth, they themselves deciding it would be best to work for what they could to help. He spent his younger years working and being protective of his younger sister. He wanted to see to it that she was respected like any other woman.
They were becoming older, as were his parents. At an old, ripe age, they passed away from an illness that moved too quickly to be easily healed. Perhaps had the been better, they would've been able to pay their way to an experienced healer. Unfortunately, they could not. The siblings were not able to make it on their own quite yet and were forced to enter the home of the older sister to be cared for. Doan was very apologetic for this and to show for it, would do any wok she gave him without question. Here, he learned to take an order respectfully. He kept close contact with his sisters even after moving away through letters. He was widening his search for better work, getting away from places populated by many Drow. If there was less of his race, there was less competition to find someone in need of his skills.
Works was good. His array of talents made him perfect for certain tasks and he truly developed on those. He could keep himself well afloat there. He shared his income with his sisters to be sure they would have it as well as he would. For the next decade or so, he had it well. Then the younger sister came to stay with him, desiring to see the sights he could. He had nothing against this, but felt more protective over her than ever. He knew not all races she could encounter were of the same level of respect towards women as they were. He became more focused to keep an ear and eye out for her while still doing work. She became the leader of the household and made more than him, as it should be. He was at peace with the current state of affairs. The elder sister, naturally cooler than them, was becoming more and more distant. To the point where she wouldn't return a letter. He respected this. He just wish he would have known where to reach her when a disaster struck the younger sister. She had been practicing dark magic, something he never had much care for, when she faltered. It was devastating to witness how terribly her own magic blew up on her, but even worse to see the damage it caused. Surely, if she had not gotten help, she would perish. He couldn't allow this to happen to his beloved sister. Nimble as he could, he carried her to a healer. It wouldn't be easy and it wouldn't be cheap, but he would give everything to this person to heal her. The process would take a terribly long time to complete. Perhaps he went to the wrong healer. Doan was aware that they were being manipulated for every last bit they would give, but he didn't care. The Drow would allow himself to be used if this experienced healer would grant them his power and help the girl.
The physical wounds were too much for him to see. Doan went to work immediately, taking all the jobs he could possibly get to make enough to start paying back the healer. The cost was stacked higher than Doan would imagine it could have, yet he worked his fingers to the bone, his body until he dropped, and through the night. Most times, he even worked when the sun came up. When she was becoming more stable, though a large debt was still to be paid, he had no choice but bring himself to the busiest area of the Malandaia nation. The work he did was degrading at times, as why he began to hide his face and hair under cloth. Also because if he was found in a less than acceptable job, he wouldn't want his identity getting in trouble. During this time, he sent nearly all of the money he made back to his younger sister. It continued like this for some time, until it nearly looked as though he could finish this hard work and pay the rest of the debt. His body, strengthened by the long periods of difficult work, yearned for a break. He was only able to let himself slow for a small while. Bad luck would not let him rest. His sister caught an illness in her weaker than average state. An illness that he healer was not the most capable of curing. Doan had taken enough of fate's harassment and decided the only option he had left was to work as much as he could and plan ahead this time. He planned to get as much earnings to his sister as was possible for him, hen enter for the stone that would bring good fortune and good health to their land. Perhaps then he could go back to her and she'll be well.
↣ H o w x I x G o t x H e r e ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ In his refusal to let his sister wither away, he entered the tournament to become a part of the game. He would stop at nothing to get through and was a fierce competitor. Of course he would become a champion through his straight forward tactics and agility. Very willingly, he has become a part of the game with intent to win.
I have been around for twenty four years. I am a Draconian and affiliated with Ithus. I am on team one as a player. Males suit my fancy more than females do but both are acceptable.
I have a few nicknames. Crimson - Umbra But I would rather you call me Bryn.
↣ A b i l i t i e s ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Being a thief she can go undetected in the shadows almost to the point it’s like merging with them, she also uses her earth skill to mold the rock around her like camouflage. For weapons she uses twin daggers and throwing daggers she makes out of earth.
↣ P e r s o n a l i t y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ She is very crude and says whats on her mind often. She doesn't like lying and will tell the truth no matter how blunt and hurtful it may be. When it comes to taking action she will plan it out thoroughly even though her personality would suggest she would be rash to act. Even if her actions and words depict her as rough an foul mouthed she is actually very kind to those she warms up to.
↣ M y x S t o r y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Being born a noble an then exiled at the age of 10 for forged documents that ill-legitimatized her birth, Bryn took the only steps she knew she could, she threw away her last name and joined the academy that taught skill's to participate in the games to learn how to fight. While succeeding in her revenge and killing the person who exiled her from the family she was also chosen to go into the games to win, which is a fair payment for the crime she had committed in secrecy.
↣ H o w x I x G o t x H e r e ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Bryn was chosen for her planning skill and her uncanny way of using her earth skill in her stealth.
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"I try not to step on toes until I know how many sets there are. . . "
I have lived for a mere Twenty-three years. I am a Human of Malandaia. I am on team two as a player. Males suit my fancy more than females do.
I have a few nicknames: Jano - Cyclone - Noah Janoah
↣ A b i l i t i e s ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Though born a human, Janoah was born with an incredible 'will power', which manifested into psychic abilities that both awe and confuse the elders of her community. Anything she can imagine doing, she eventually learns to do; this includes but is not limited too, sensing specific thoughts, telekinesis -she can 'fly' for a limited time using it, and the ability to create a 'shield' that protects her from unseen attacks to a degree, along with a stream of other oddball talents. She always carries a stronger then steel short sword at her side, which was enchanted to cut only what she wished it to cut. She also carries a silver plated dagger which has been passed down from generation to generation. Her Grandfather was always convinced that her abilities came from her ancestors, which had been distantly related to some non-human species that no one really remembers. Her regular abilities consist of a variety of sword play to well practiced recon stealth and various forms of martial fighting skills.
↣ P e r s o n a l i t y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Generally quiet until she's comfortable with those that she's around, Janoah is the type to observe before she acts, ever the cautious soul. She doesn't like to be caught by surprise, and often suffers from suppressed curiosity of the unknown. Though beautiful, she's often unaware of her looks, as she was isolated from regular company at a young age, and is surprisingly naive about life, though she's quick to adapt to her company, and much like a raging cyclone when her temper snaps; in such cases, becomes rather rash and childish.
↣ M y x S t o r y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ From the time that she was born as a healthy babe, it was determined that she would one day fight in the Game. She has been training her entire life for the games, spending all her time with her grandfather and various other well respected warriors that had at some point or another survived the game, perfecting her skills in both team combat and lone combat. When she was finally deemed ready to participate, she was sent in. She fully intends to do everything that she can to help win the stone.
↣ H o w x I x G o t x H e r e ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ After being deemed ready to battle, she was entered into the competitions and won her way into the games.
"One man's 'magic' is another man's engineering. 'Supernatural' is a null word."
I have been around for thirty five years, but look twenty three years. I am a sorcerer and affiliated with Malandaia. I am on team twenty as a player. Females suit my fancy more than males.
I have a few nicknames. Nik - Klaus But I would rather you call me Klaus.
↣ A b i l i t i e s ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ My abilities? Isn't that quite a question. Well alright then, I can mimic any ability that's in proximity of me, I can also think of that particular person with a certain ability, remember how they made me feel, and be able to perform that ability. It's called Empathic Mimicry. Believe me, it can be quite useful. As of right now, I only have a few abilities that I make an effort to remember: Healing, only for myself not others. However, there is a one downside to it. There is one sweet spot in my body that if you stab with a weapon, and leave it in, it's almost like I'm dead, but really thoroughly paralyzed. My body will start to appear as if a dead body would. I also have the ability to tell when someone is lying to me. A faint buzz in the back of my brain will go off if someone lies to me.
I am skilled with a wrist blades enchanted with ice that I have hidden under my sleeves. Though my abilities and magic is great, but if those fail me, I need to be able to protect myself when they fall through and have been training with them since I was young. I'm very skilled at everything that I have learned.
↣ P e r s o n a l i t y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ I'm a very private person. I don't like to really openly discuss about my personal life or get close to anyone, it leads to nothing but pain. I'm very calm as well, there is no point at getting mad at every little thing that happens in life. However, when I do get upset... and I'm talking "seeing red" as I've heard it put, it would do you best to run away. Charming... time and time again I have heard that I have a charming yet intimidating personality because of how smooth I can be with words. A bunch of nonsense if you ask me.
↣ M y x S t o r y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ I was born into a well known and powerful family, my father being a sorcerer, my mother human, and my older and younger brother also human. I was the only child to inherit my fathers sorcerer abilities. The 'sorcerer' side of me manifest when I was very young, and my parents immediately put me into training with some of the greatest sorcerers known around the world. As I trained, my mother grew ill, and my father and brothers neglected to tell me. Knowing that my mother was ill drove me to do better and learn faster. Though that didn't matter, she died when I was 13 and my family blamed it on me and my lack of training.
After basically getting disowned by my family, it drove me to work and train harder at becoming the best I can be. As I trained, I met a girl. She was beautiful, everything that I could ask for. We were together till I was 20, it was an amazing 3 years that I'll never forget. It was cut short when my brothers turned on me and decided that since I took our mother from them, they would take my girl from me. Thankfully with my teachers there to guide me, they helped me through that time and I didn't slack on my lessons.
Being betrayed and hurt motivated me... I will protect all those that I can. At the same time... I search for my brothers.
↣ H o w x I x G o t x H e r e ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ I was actually wandering, traveling around and stumbled across this place. I was taken in and asked to join. I have nothing better to do, and it actually seems quite fun. So why not?
"It does not matter the outcome as long as you gain what you were always looking for."
I have been around for Thirty Years. I am a Human Scientist who resides in Malandria. I am on team two as a player. Any being intrigues me, no matter the sex.
I have a few nicknames. (optional) Sig - MAD - siggy But I would rather you call me Sigmund.
↣ A b i l i t i e s ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ I am a man of potions and brews. I create things with the various resources given to me by nature and beings. The potions that I can create are as followed.
1. “Flash Bang” it is a potion that if placed inside something and thrown on the ground will create a flash of light or a smoke field ( at the moment which one is not finalized). Both of these temporarily blind the opponent. ( blind is in effect for one 1 post by me and the people and those affected, this includes teammates who do not cover their eyes. The cost for this potion is 0 energy since he does not consume it.) Premade
2. A potion that gives him enough strength to fight/be on par with the beings of higher stature, examples are vampires and werewolf’s. (The cost of this potion is very pricey and depending on the roll is the cost of the energy evens are 3 energy, odd is 4 energy.) Premade
3. A potion that gives the user enhanced eye sight to better seeing things afar and up close. ( cost of this is 2 energy exactly.) Premade
4. A potion that gives the user quickened speed of that of a vampire and agility to dodge many types of attacks that no normal human could dodge. ( Cost of this is 2 energy on evens, 3 energy on odds.) Premade
5. An all-purpose cure but is very hard to make and need a lot of an ingredients, it also usually takes a day or two to finish.
6. A potion of concealment prevents the user from being seen until he is noticed and then the potions wears off. ( cost of this ability is 2-3 energy)
7. Just like most scientist the usual poison or acid depending on what ingredients are put together.
*premade means they are the potions he has made before entering the games and are on his belt the others can be made inside the arena*
To explain what the energy cost system is pretty much my way of adding the last ability I wanted and balancing Sigmund. What happens is Sigmund has a total of 8 energy, when Sigmund drinks a potion he will lose a certain amount of energy but he will recover 1 energy per 2-3 posts by himself. If he consumes enough potions in succession to reach 8 energy Sigmund will go into berserker mode as I call it and turn into a uncontrollable monster that does what it pleases with strength and speed beyond that of a vampire or werewolf. The downside to this ability is after 3 posts by himself Sigmund will become dizzy and faint at the spot losing all strength and speed and consciousness and will lay there on the ground till 6-7 people have posted.
Also to add on to Sigmund he has learned two traps, this way he could catch critters but this also helps with other beings they are
1. Trip wire
2. Snare traps
Both of which tell you where the critter is or captures the critter. He also carries around a small knife of which he uses to cut animals and herbs and also any harmful beings. ↣ P e r s o n a l i t y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ I live for the studies of science and will achieve the goals I set or science sets for me no matter the cost that is needed. If there is something I want to learn or see to further my research, I will do the unthinkable to achieve it and if you don’t believe me ask about my patients and parents. I mean why else would people in my town call me MAD.
↣ M y x S t o r y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ I was born in to a family of scientist’s, so what I would grow up to become was inevitable. What I would do though was not. Not too long ago I became curious in the research of how to enhance human’s abilities to be on par with its predators. After many failed attempts and killed subjects I achieved my goal that I had been striving for. I had created a potion that would give human beings the strength to fight a vampire or werewolf. After doing so though I couldn’t stop there and I began creating a multitude of other potions to achieve heightened senses of other types. After finding out each was a success I decided I would try them out on myself, but I learned rather to quickly and magnificently what happens when I consumed to many potions in succession and because of this I turned into a monster and in doing so I lost my parents and became the abomination known as MAD in my town.
↣ H o w x I x G o t x H e r e ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ My town didn’t like what I had become and done so out of sure rage and fear they entered me in a 1v1 battle to see who would be in the next game. They were hoping I would be killed in the 1v1 fight, but I was prepared with my potions and traps and to their disappointment I overcame my opponent and won and look where I am now.
THIS CHARACTER IS STILL UNDER CONSTRUCTION BUT I DO LIKE TO HEAR WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT THE CHARACTER SO FAR AND ANY IDEAS
"I try not to step on toes until I know how many sets there are. . . "
I have lived for a mere Twenty-three years. I am a Human of Malandaia. I am on team two as a player. Males suit my fancy more than females do.
I have a few nicknames: Jano - Cyclone - Noah Janoah
↣ A b i l i t i e s ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Though born a human, Janoah was born with an incredible 'will power', which manifested into psychic abilities that both awe and confuse the elders of her community. Anything she can imagine doing, she eventually learns to do; this includes but is not limited too, sensing specific thoughts, telekinesis -she can 'fly' for a limited time using it, and the ability to create a 'shield' that protects her from unseen attacks to a degree, along with a stream of other oddball talents. She always carries a stronger then steel short sword at her side, which was enchanted to cut only what she wished it to cut. She also carries a silver plated dagger which has been passed down from generation to generation. Her Grandfather was always convinced that her abilities came from her ancestors, which had been distantly related to some non-human species that no one really remembers. Her regular abilities consist of a variety of sword play to well practiced recon stealth and various forms of martial fighting skills.
↣ P e r s o n a l i t y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Generally quiet until she's comfortable with those that she's around, Janoah is the type to observe before she acts, ever the cautious soul. She doesn't like to be caught by surprise, and often suffers from suppressed curiosity of the unknown. Though beautiful, she's often unaware of her looks, as she was isolated from regular company at a young age, and is surprisingly naive about life, though she's quick to adapt to her company, and much like a raging cyclone when her temper snaps; in such cases, becomes rather rash and childish.
↣ M y x S t o r y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ From the time that she was born as a healthy babe, it was determined that she would one day fight in the Game. She has been training her entire life for the games, spending all her time with her grandfather and various other well respected warriors that had at some point or another survived the game, perfecting her skills in both team combat and lone combat. When she was finally deemed ready to participate, she was sent in. She fully intends to do everything that she can to help win the stone.
↣ H o w x I x G o t x H e r e ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ After being deemed ready to battle, she was entered into the competitions and won her way into the games.
I'm sorry but this is a little op. I can see her ability to do anything getting out of hand. Also, humans don't have any magical affinity. She cannot be a human and have these abilities. She can, however, be a sorceress of light magic and learn things like divination, location spells, healing, limited telekinesis, and other helpful things. Flying is a bit much unless she would have magitech wings which she could have if she was a cyborg sorceress. The shield thing is a little extraneous. These abilities aren't really physically based and a shield is a physical thing. She can have basic self defense skills but at twenty three, she wouldn't have had enough time to develop all of these skills effectively.
Also, team two is chosen by a tournament. All warriors wanting to join the team compete in a tournament. The winners are placed on the team.
"One man's 'magic' is another man's engineering. 'Supernatural' is a null word."
I have been around for thirty five years, but look twenty three years. I am a sorcerer and affiliated with Malandaia. I am on team twenty as a player. Females suit my fancy more than males.
I have a few nicknames. Nik - Klaus But I would rather you call me Klaus.
↣ A b i l i t i e s ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ My abilities? Isn't that quite a question. Well alright then, I can mimic any ability that's in proximity of me, I can also think of that particular person with a certain ability, remember how they made me feel, and be able to perform that ability. It's called Empathic Mimicry. Believe me, it can be quite useful. As of right now, I only have a few abilities that I make an effort to remember: Healing, only for myself not others. However, there is a one downside to it. There is one sweet spot in my body that if you stab with a weapon, and leave it in, it's almost like I'm dead, but really thoroughly paralyzed. My body will start to appear as if a dead body would. I also have the ability to tell when someone is lying to me. A faint buzz in the back of my brain will go off if someone lies to me.
I am skilled with a wrist blades enchanted with ice that I have hidden under my sleeves. Though my abilities and magic is great, but if those fail me, I need to be able to protect myself when they fall through and have been training with them since I was young. I'm very skilled at everything that I have learned.
↣ P e r s o n a l i t y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ I'm a very private person. I don't like to really openly discuss about my personal life or get close to anyone, it leads to nothing but pain. I'm very calm as well, there is no point at getting mad at every little thing that happens in life. However, when I do get upset... and I'm talking "seeing red" as I've heard it put, it would do you best to run away. Charming... time and time again I have heard that I have a charming yet intimidating personality because of how smooth I can be with words. A bunch of nonsense if you ask me.
↣ M y x S t o r y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ I was born into a well known and powerful family, my father being a sorcerer, my mother human, and my older and younger brother also human. I was the only child to inherit my fathers sorcerer abilities. The 'sorcerer' side of me manifest when I was very young, and my parents immediately put me into training with some of the greatest sorcerers known around the world. As I trained, my mother grew ill, and my father and brothers neglected to tell me. Knowing that my mother was ill drove me to do better and learn faster. Though that didn't matter, she died when I was 13 and my family blamed it on me and my lack of training.
After basically getting disowned by my family, it drove me to work and train harder at becoming the best I can be. As I trained, I met a girl. She was beautiful, everything that I could ask for. We were together till I was 20, it was an amazing 3 years that I'll never forget. It was cut short when my brothers turned on me and decided that since I took our mother from them, they would take my girl from me. Thankfully with my teachers there to guide me, they helped me through that time and I didn't slack on my lessons.
Being betrayed and hurt motivated me... I will protect all those that I can. At the same time... I search for my brothers.
↣ H o w x I x G o t x H e r e ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ I was actually wandering, traveling around and stumbled across this place. I was taken in and asked to join. I have nothing better to do, and it actually seems quite fun. So why not?
If the mimicked abilities could be half power, that would be awesome. X3 I think that having access to all abilities would be a little much cause then he could jump from ability to ability and be able to strategize pretty easily at his enemy's peril. Healing is fine, but I would like to know what part of his body that if stuck makes him vulnerable. I would feel better if this vulnerability is widely known about him so he would be forced to guard it carefully.
Team two is also chosen by a tournament. All the warriors that want to be on team two participate. The winners are put on the team. The rest is fine. =3 I' so glad you decided to join us Weesey! <3
"It does not matter the outcome as long as you gain what you were always looking for."
I have been around for Thirty Years. I am a Human Scientist who resides in Malandria. I am on team two as a player. Any being intrigues me, no matter the sex.
I have a few nicknames. (optional) Sig - MAD - siggy But I would rather you call me Sigmund.
↣ A b i l i t i e s ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ I am a man of potions and brews. I create things with the various resources given to me by nature and beings. The potions that I can create are as followed.
1. “Flash Bang” it is a potion that if placed inside something and thrown on the ground will create a flash of light or a smoke field ( at the moment which one is not finalized). Both of these temporarily blind the opponent. ( blind is in effect for one 1 post by me and the people and those affected, this includes teammates who do not cover their eyes. The cost for this potion is 0 energy since he does not consume it.) Premade
2. A potion that gives him enough strength to fight/be on par with the beings of higher stature, examples are vampires and werewolf’s. (The cost of this potion is very pricey and depending on the roll is the cost of the energy evens are 3 energy, odd is 4 energy.) Premade
3. A potion that gives the user enhanced eye sight to better seeing things afar and up close. ( cost of this is 2 energy exactly.) Premade
4. A potion that gives the user quickened speed of that of a vampire and agility to dodge many types of attacks that no normal human could dodge. ( Cost of this is 2 energy on evens, 3 energy on odds.) Premade
5. An all-purpose cure but is very hard to make and need a lot of an ingredients, it also usually takes a day or two to finish.
6. A potion of concealment prevents the user from being seen until he is noticed and then the potions wears off. ( cost of this ability is 2-3 energy)
7. Just like most scientist the usual poison or acid depending on what ingredients are put together.
*premade means they are the potions he has made before entering the games and are on his belt the others can be made inside the arena*
To explain what the energy cost system is pretty much my way of adding the last ability I wanted and balancing Sigmund. What happens is Sigmund has a total of 8 energy, when Sigmund drinks a potion he will lose a certain amount of energy but he will recover 1 energy per 2-3 posts by himself. If he consumes enough potions in succession to reach 8 energy Sigmund will go into berserker mode as I call it and turn into a uncontrollable monster that does what it pleases with strength and speed beyond that of a vampire or werewolf. The downside to this ability is after 3 posts by himself Sigmund will become dizzy and faint at the spot losing all strength and speed and consciousness and will lay there on the ground till 6-7 people have posted.
Also to add on to Sigmund he has learned two traps, this way he could catch critters but this also helps with other beings they are
1. Trip wire
2. Snare traps
Both of which tell you where the critter is or captures the critter. He also carries around a small knife of which he uses to cut animals and herbs and also any harmful beings. ↣ P e r s o n a l i t y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ I live for the studies of science and will achieve the goals I set or science sets for me no matter the cost that is needed. If there is something I want to learn or see to further my research, I will do the unthinkable to achieve it and if you don’t believe me ask about my patients and parents. I mean why else would people in my town call me MAD.
↣ M y x S t o r y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ I was born in to a family of scientist’s, so what I would grow up to become was inevitable. What I would do though was not. Not too long ago I became curious in the research of how to enhance human’s abilities to be on par with its predators. After many failed attempts and killed subjects I achieved my goal that I had been striving for. I had created a potion that would give human beings the strength to fight a vampire or werewolf. After doing so though I couldn’t stop there and I began creating a multitude of other potions to achieve heightened senses of other types. After finding out each was a success I decided I would try them out on myself, but I learned rather to quickly and magnificently what happens when I consumed to many potions in succession and because of this I turned into a monster and in doing so I lost my parents and became the abomination known as MAD in my town.
↣ H o w x I x G o t x H e r e ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ My town didn’t like what I had become and done so out of sure rage and fear they entered me in a 1v1 battle to see who would be in the next game. They were hoping I would be killed in the 1v1 fight, but I was prepared with my potions and traps and to their disappointment I overcame my opponent and won and look where I am now.
THIS CHARACTER IS STILL UNDER CONSTRUCTION BUT I DO LIKE TO HEAR WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT THE CHARACTER SO FAR AND ANY IDEAS
Looks good, go ahead and put it in the profile thread.
"A man is naught but flesh, bones and dreams. The last of these is the strongest and most fragile of the three"
I have been around twenty-four years. I am a Darkling and affiliated with my 'Master'. I am on team two, as a player. Females suit my fancy more than males do.
[Pic is still being sought]
↣ A b i l i t i e s ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Heavy Blades - Twin one sided blades on the heavy side of such weaponry. Hit like two handed axes.
Calm Storm - A combat style akin to berserking, but retaining mental stability. Focuses on full brutality and strength
Chaos Aura - Increases resistance to Chaos Domain Energies (Chaos, Light and Dark)
Chaotic Soul - Allows Cill to manipulate Chaos Energy, destabalizes minor spells, but is powered by life essence rather than magical energy. Very short range, and cannot be refined into effects other than generation and basic direction. (Like energy wave, spike and such) This is more of an elemental ability than a magic type)
Tyrant - A variant of hellhound bound to Cill. Serves as a mount.
↣ P e r s o n a l i t y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Not until I've had a few drinks ~ Cill
↣ M y x S t o r y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Do I know you? ~ Cill
↣ H o w x I x G o t x H e r e ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ I was born to the northern tribes. No we aren't all uncivilized. I served as Knight Exemplar along the Northern Reaches for years. After four years, I headed south, serving as merc. It was there I had the misfortune of meeting my 'Master'. It's under his command I'm in this 'Game'.
My entrance into the tournament was arranged by my demon, and I had no trouble proving my worth. Now it's just a matter of winning this game. And my freedom.
"I try not to step on toes until I know how many sets there are. . . "
I have lived for a mere Twenty-three years. I am a Human of Malandaia. I am on team two as a player. Males suit my fancy more than females do.
I have a few nicknames: Jano - Cyclone - Noah Janoah
↣ A b i l i t i e s ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Though born a human, Janoah was born with an incredible 'will power', which manifested into psychic abilities that both awe and confuse the elders of her community. Anything she can imagine doing, she eventually learns to do; this includes but is not limited too, sensing specific thoughts, telekinesis -she can 'fly' for a limited time using it, and the ability to create a 'shield' that protects her from unseen attacks to a degree, along with a stream of other oddball talents. She always carries a stronger then steel short sword at her side, which was enchanted to cut only what she wished it to cut. She also carries a silver plated dagger which has been passed down from generation to generation. Her Grandfather was always convinced that her abilities came from her ancestors, which had been distantly related to some non-human species that no one really remembers. Her regular abilities consist of a variety of sword play to well practiced recon stealth and various forms of martial fighting skills.
↣ P e r s o n a l i t y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Generally quiet until she's comfortable with those that she's around, Janoah is the type to observe before she acts, ever the cautious soul. She doesn't like to be caught by surprise, and often suffers from suppressed curiosity of the unknown. Though beautiful, she's often unaware of her looks, as she was isolated from regular company at a young age, and is surprisingly naive about life, though she's quick to adapt to her company, and much like a raging cyclone when her temper snaps; in such cases, becomes rather rash and childish.
↣ M y x S t o r y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ From the time that she was born as a healthy babe, it was determined that she would one day fight in the Game. She has been training her entire life for the games, spending all her time with her grandfather and various other well respected warriors that had at some point or another survived the game, perfecting her skills in both team combat and lone combat. When she was finally deemed ready to participate, she was sent in. She fully intends to do everything that she can to help win the stone.
↣ H o w x I x G o t x H e r e ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ After being deemed ready to battle, she was entered into the competitions and won her way into the games.
I'm sorry but this is a little op. I can see her ability to do anything getting out of hand. Also, humans don't have any magical affinity. She cannot be a human and have these abilities. She can, however, be a sorceress of light magic and learn things like divination, location spells, healing, limited telekinesis, and other helpful things. Flying is a bit much unless she would have magitech wings which she could have if she was a cyborg sorceress. The shield thing is a little extraneous. These abilities aren't really physically based and a shield is a physical thing. She can have basic self defense skills but at twenty three, she wouldn't have had enough time to develop all of these skills effectively.
Also, team two is chosen by a tournament. All warriors wanting to join the team compete in a tournament. The winners are placed on the team.
Hmm. Alright, I can work with that, but could she be an elemental sorceress that uses wind and earth instead of focusing her abilities on healing? Any limits other then the ones named in the Character Creation that I should know about? Can the rock be used as a shield, or is that still out, and are the weapons okay for use? SOrry for some many questions at once.
"I try not to step on toes until I know how many sets there are. . . "
I have lived for a mere Twenty-three years. I am a Human of Malandaia. I am on team two as a player. Males suit my fancy more than females do.
I have a few nicknames: Jano - Cyclone - Noah Janoah
↣ A b i l i t i e s ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Though born a human, Janoah was born with an incredible 'will power', which manifested into psychic abilities that both awe and confuse the elders of her community. Anything she can imagine doing, she eventually learns to do; this includes but is not limited too, sensing specific thoughts, telekinesis -she can 'fly' for a limited time using it, and the ability to create a 'shield' that protects her from unseen attacks to a degree, along with a stream of other oddball talents. She always carries a stronger then steel short sword at her side, which was enchanted to cut only what she wished it to cut. She also carries a silver plated dagger which has been passed down from generation to generation. Her Grandfather was always convinced that her abilities came from her ancestors, which had been distantly related to some non-human species that no one really remembers. Her regular abilities consist of a variety of sword play to well practiced recon stealth and various forms of martial fighting skills.
↣ P e r s o n a l i t y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Generally quiet until she's comfortable with those that she's around, Janoah is the type to observe before she acts, ever the cautious soul. She doesn't like to be caught by surprise, and often suffers from suppressed curiosity of the unknown. Though beautiful, she's often unaware of her looks, as she was isolated from regular company at a young age, and is surprisingly naive about life, though she's quick to adapt to her company, and much like a raging cyclone when her temper snaps; in such cases, becomes rather rash and childish.
↣ M y x S t o r y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ From the time that she was born as a healthy babe, it was determined that she would one day fight in the Game. She has been training her entire life for the games, spending all her time with her grandfather and various other well respected warriors that had at some point or another survived the game, perfecting her skills in both team combat and lone combat. When she was finally deemed ready to participate, she was sent in. She fully intends to do everything that she can to help win the stone.
↣ H o w x I x G o t x H e r e ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ After being deemed ready to battle, she was entered into the competitions and won her way into the games.
I'm sorry but this is a little op. I can see her ability to do anything getting out of hand. Also, humans don't have any magical affinity. She cannot be a human and have these abilities. She can, however, be a sorceress of light magic and learn things like divination, location spells, healing, limited telekinesis, and other helpful things. Flying is a bit much unless she would have magitech wings which she could have if she was a cyborg sorceress. The shield thing is a little extraneous. These abilities aren't really physically based and a shield is a physical thing. She can have basic self defense skills but at twenty three, she wouldn't have had enough time to develop all of these skills effectively.
Also, team two is chosen by a tournament. All warriors wanting to join the team compete in a tournament. The winners are placed on the team.
Hmm. Alright, I can work with that, but could she be an elemental sorceress that uses wind and earth instead of focusing her abilities on healing? Any limits other then the ones named in the Character Creation that I should know about? Can the rock be used as a shield, or is that still out, and are the weapons okay for use? SOrry for some many questions at once.
Questions are fine! lol The way I have sorcerers set up is that each one usually chooses one path to follow with their magic. They become proficient at this particular type of magic instead of practicing several types and only being so-so/not very good at them. If your character goes after earth and wind, then she would lose all of those other abilities that go with light magic. Also if she were to use both elements, she wouldn't be as proficient in either one as someone who focused on that element. For example, if she were up against a wind mage and just used wind, she would lose.
Rock can be used as a shield. The weapons are ok. One is enchanted and one is not which is perfect.
"Do you know suffering? Yes? Mmm, let me show you what actual suffering is..."
I have been around for 2000 years. I am a Demon and affiliated with Zeladis. I am on team three as the Leader. Females suit my fancy more than males do.
I have a few nicknames. Mav - Morph - Aura But I would rather you call me Morpheus.
↣ A b i l i t i e s ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ The main ability he has is to see without actually seeing. He is physically blind, his eyes are a milky, pearlescent white in color. He actually sees using Aura's. In this way, he can actually see where everything is better than with what physical sight ever provided. Though everything is in shades of blue, he can pick up some other colors faintly. If someone is in a intense mood, he can pick up on it by the color of their aura. He isn't blind to detail either, so don't think he doesn't know what you look like or what your doing around him.
Though most demons have the ability to cast illusions, which he is pretty good at, he has another ability that has proved to be more useful. He can control Earth. As long as he has an open source of Earth, he can mend and bend it however he wishes. He has mastered it to the point that he can even control crystals and gems. One of his most famous tricks is to encase someone in Crystal, something he did to a long time enemy of the Zeladis Monarchy. They still have the being trapped and displayed in the castle to this day...
He has two weapons he keeps on him at all times. One is a Hand Spear that can extend into a full sized spear. He is deadly accurate with it so be careful on getting near him. The other is a gold whip. This helps him hit and grab things farther away, which is is also accurate with. His whip is usually curled and hanging on his hip, the spear is either in hand or on the opposite side of his whip.
↣ P e r s o n a l i t y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Cold, Calculating, Intimidating, Determined, and on the sadistic side, Morpheus is someone that most try to avoid. He has a sense of power when he speaks that tends to compel demons younger than him, or at least make them flinch. He has a aura of leadership and people tend to trust his decision and knowledge. Morpheus is without mercy, at least that is what he leads others to believe. No one he has come across to date has every been shown a shred of mercy or pity. Most have been tortured for even standing in his way or encased and preserved in beautiful crystal or gems to be showed off for the rest of their forced existence.
↣ M y x S t o r y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Morpheus has been without a human form to hide in for over half his life. He was born a demon, but the darker pulls of his kind were to tempting to ignore. He lived most of his life on his own, traveling from place to place to stay out of the light of the world. It was during his travels that he lost his sight, having come across a being he shouldn't have messed with. You see, at the time he still was able to hide his horns and demonic features, including his dark skin. A sorceress came across him who could see through his disguise and made it known. He tried to ignore her, but she followed him where ever he went. He tried to ignore her persistent following, but after a while he finally turned to confront her. According to her, if he acted against her he would have to pay.
He was young at the time for a Demon, and didn't care what the price was. He just wanted the annoying woman away from him. He killed her, without her having lifted a finger to fight back. In that moment he felt pain and everything around him turned black. The black faded into a fuzzy blue, and his surroundings became foreign to him. At first he thought maybe it would go away, his sight would come back. But it never did, and he realized it was because of the woman that he now had no physical sight. Time passed, and he learned he liked this new sight a lot better. It was only a little time afterward that he found himself in Zeladis. Battles were being fought, and everyone had to pick a side. He was considered an outcast when he first came in, and was attacked on a daily basis no matter where he went.
Every person he came across was either captured or killed. Coffins of crystal were left behind him in a trail, which the Monarchy took interest in. They summoned him against his will, and he was forced to fight in front of them like an animal. He won the fight, killing everything around him with ease. They liked him, and placed him in their army. From there it was easy, he worked his way up the ranks until he finally earned his right to be a General. Any battle he was thrown into after that moment was never lost, and Zeladis has been bragging about their victory card. As the time for the Games drew near, they made him a proposition. Enter the Games and win, or be stripped of his title. With no choice but to move forward, Morpheus was given the title as Leader and made head of their hand picked team.
↣ H o w x I x G o t x H e r e ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Morpheus had an advantage when it came to being picked for the games. Under the King and Queen, he is their most prized General. Many battles have been fought and won because of this man, this demon who seems to know nothing but victory. Because of his power and the confidence the Monarchy has in his, they picked him to be the Leader of the team. Morpheus has a true reason to win and drive his team to the top. Before letting him go after telling him the news, they made a very important point. If he did not win for them, if he 'allowed' their team to lose, he would be stripped of his title as General and lose honor with them. Knowing the stakes, Morpheus has no choice but to make sure that his team wins at all costs...more for himself than any other.
"I try not to step on toes until I know how many sets there are. . . "
I have lived for a mere Twenty-three years. I am a Human of Malandaia. I am on team two as a player. Males suit my fancy more than females do.
I have a few nicknames: Jano - Cyclone - Noah Janoah
↣ A b i l i t i e s ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Though born a human, Janoah was born with an incredible 'will power', which manifested into psychic abilities that both awe and confuse the elders of her community. Anything she can imagine doing, she eventually learns to do; this includes but is not limited too, sensing specific thoughts, telekinesis -she can 'fly' for a limited time using it, and the ability to create a 'shield' that protects her from unseen attacks to a degree, along with a stream of other oddball talents. She always carries a stronger then steel short sword at her side, which was enchanted to cut only what she wished it to cut. She also carries a silver plated dagger which has been passed down from generation to generation. Her Grandfather was always convinced that her abilities came from her ancestors, which had been distantly related to some non-human species that no one really remembers. Her regular abilities consist of a variety of sword play to well practiced recon stealth and various forms of martial fighting skills.
↣ P e r s o n a l i t y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ Generally quiet until she's comfortable with those that she's around, Janoah is the type to observe before she acts, ever the cautious soul. She doesn't like to be caught by surprise, and often suffers from suppressed curiosity of the unknown. Though beautiful, she's often unaware of her looks, as she was isolated from regular company at a young age, and is surprisingly naive about life, though she's quick to adapt to her company, and much like a raging cyclone when her temper snaps; in such cases, becomes rather rash and childish.
↣ M y x S t o r y ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ From the time that she was born as a healthy babe, it was determined that she would one day fight in the Game. She has been training her entire life for the games, spending all her time with her grandfather and various other well respected warriors that had at some point or another survived the game, perfecting her skills in both team combat and lone combat. When she was finally deemed ready to participate, she was sent in. She fully intends to do everything that she can to help win the stone.
↣ H o w x I x G o t x H e r e ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ¯ ¯ ↘ After being deemed ready to battle, she was entered into the competitions and won her way into the games.
I'm sorry but this is a little op. I can see her ability to do anything getting out of hand. Also, humans don't have any magical affinity. She cannot be a human and have these abilities. She can, however, be a sorceress of light magic and learn things like divination, location spells, healing, limited telekinesis, and other helpful things. Flying is a bit much unless she would have magitech wings which she could have if she was a cyborg sorceress. The shield thing is a little extraneous. These abilities aren't really physically based and a shield is a physical thing. She can have basic self defense skills but at twenty three, she wouldn't have had enough time to develop all of these skills effectively.
Also, team two is chosen by a tournament. All warriors wanting to join the team compete in a tournament. The winners are placed on the team.
Hmm. Alright, I can work with that, but could she be an elemental sorceress that uses wind and earth instead of focusing her abilities on healing? Any limits other then the ones named in the Character Creation that I should know about? Can the rock be used as a shield, or is that still out, and are the weapons okay for use? SOrry for some many questions at once.
Questions are fine! lol The way I have sorcerers set up is that each one usually chooses one path to follow with their magic. They become proficient at this particular type of magic instead of practicing several types and only being so-so/not very good at them. If your character goes after earth and wind, then she would lose all of those other abilities that go with light magic. Also if she were to use both elements, she wouldn't be as proficient in either one as someone who focused on that element. For example, if she were up against a wind mage and just used wind, she would lose.
Rock can be used as a shield. The weapons are ok. One is enchanted and one is not which is perfect.
Awesome. I'll edit the profile then and repost it, yesh? emotion_kirakira . . .or just edit it. . . ?
