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Post by BobCat on Feb 1, 2016 12:37:49 GMT -7
 Misty MountainThe haunting moon shown from above the mountain on Noite de Sangue (meaning Night of Blood). Faint moans and groans echoed through the sky. This was the night where a sacrifice would be made in order to protect the Mountain from AlaBestiam. A terrible beast who has tormented for hundreds of years. Every third Friday of the third month, a pour soul would be stolen from it’s clan and brought to the peak of the mountain. The ritual, Dando de Sangue, Giving of Blood, would take place. It was preformed by the Great Vampire Clan, or otherwise known to the creatures of the Mountain as The Cold Ones. For centuries, the Great Vampire Clan had taken upon themselves to preform the ritual.
The third Friday of the third month is drawing closer as the locals begin to prepare. Mothers hold close their loved ones whereas Fathers stalk up on weapons. It’s natural when The Cold Ones come for their sacrifice, a struggle takes place. But inevitably, a sacrific will be made. Blood for blood. Soon, a new life will be given to AlaBestiam in hopes for another year of protection.
Who will be next this year? No one is safe and no one can predict who will be taken. The locals must come together and unite different species to obtain one mutual goal. End the tradition of sacrifice and end the ruling of AlaBestiam. The only difficult thing is, no one knows who AlaBestiam is or where they dwell. Put together the pieces and take back the mountain, before time runs out! Background on Misty Mountain: The Misty Mountain is home to hundreds of creatures including Gryphons, Werewolves, Elves, Faires and Pegasus. Creatures of the Mountain understand the roles the Vampires must undertake to protect everyone, but that doesn’t mean their presence is always welcomed with a smile. On top of the mystical creatures, the Mountain hosts home to other non-mystical animals. Bats cower in the depths of the caves whereas wild dogs roam the shadows in search of scraps to feed on. A small river glides down the side of the Mountain into the forest below. Wild grizzly bears use the river as their main source of food. Gigantic trees coat the lower section of the mountain providing excellent housing for wild birds and small woodland animals.
Brief background of AlaBestiam, The Witch and The Vampire: AlaBestiam translates to The Great Beast. AlaBestiam has lived for hundreds of years and had a terrible hold over the mountain. Long ago, before the stagnant peace, AlaBestiam was the symbol of death. Nothing could match their power. Their hunger grew and grew over time until the inhabitants of the Mountain nearly grew extinct! One day, a powerful Witch and Vampire stood up to AlaBestiam and produced a powerful charm that only allowed AlaBestiam to emerged every third Friday of the third month. The Vampire, known as Vetagorn, swore that his people would take on the responsibility of protecting the Mountain from AlaBestiam. To calm the beast’s temper and hunger when he did emerge, a sacrifice would be made that night by The Great Vampire Clan. The Witch, Katherine, loved Vetagorn and as years of peace went by, Katherine aged as Vetagorn stayed full of youth. Eventually, Katherine passed from old age, but her family tree still remained in the Mountain, ready to take it’s place if ever need be AlaBestiam was to escape the charm and reek havoc over the lands.  : Insert Here Mystical Species: Insert Here (Please keep in mind your humans behavior/skills/weaknesses when choosing: Please delete this after filled out.) Gender: Insert Here Age: Insert Here Hair Color: Insert Here Eye Color: Insert Here Height: Insert Here Weight: Insert Here Distinctive Features: Insert Here Behavior/Description: Insert Here Special Power: Insert Here (You are allowed to bring ONE characteristic from your Mystical you choose. Ex. Sense of smell/hearing/sight.: Please delete this after filled out.) Skills: Insert Here Weaknesses: Insert Here (Minimum of 2: Please delete this after filled out.)[/size] Color: Insert Here (Please stick to actual animal species colors: Please delete this after filled out.) Picture: (Please post URL only to save space: If no picture, describe the best you can. Please delete this after filling out.)[/size] Other InformationPlace in Clan: Insert Here ( If Vampire) RP Example: Insert Here Anything Else: Insert Here (This can be left blank) Rules:: Your character must be accepted before posting in the RP thread. No being rude, mean or any other intolerable action that could get you in trouble. We're all friends here and will act accordingly! No killing/attacking another player's character unless you have written permission. There is no posting limit, but do give the chance for others to participate. Not everyone can be on at the same time. Please try and be as literate and descriptive as possible. This makes it more enjoyable for everyone. Also, have proper grammar and punctuation to the best of your ability!No super characters! Though some may be better at certain things, no one person is almighty. Please make sure to put your character's name in BOLD before every post. If a made up Mystical is created, make sure to be as descriptive as possible so that others may paint a picture in their head as to what you look/act/seem like. Romance is allowed. Just keep it PG-13. I know we're all "grown up" on this site, but still... Lets stay within this line. Violence is allowed. If anyone has a problem with someone's post about being too violent or romantic, please pm me secretly and I shall adjust the rules.
Have fun! This is our first RPG. Go all out and be pumped to post!------------------------------------ Characters Already Made:: Vetagorn - Vampire 2nd in command ( BobCat) Atkin - Werewolf ( BobCat) Velan - Succubus ( VoodooKing) - ( Tiger) Evangeline - Light Elf ( Tiger) Keres - Vampire 1st in command, The Commander ( Tiger) Tenourus - Minotaur ( VoodooKing) - ( Tiger) DECEASEDJev - Gargoyle ( BobCat) Layla - Forest Witch ( BobCat) Penelope & Vi - Warg & Lynx companion ( Celia) Devin - Vampire/Witch ( Tiger) Tyler - Vampire ( SomethingClever) |
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Post by BobCat on Feb 1, 2016 12:38:46 GMT -7
Alrighty guys! Feel free to post your forums for your characters here. Have fun filling them out! I'll add banners and graphics tonight when I get home from work. Lets kick this bad boy off! ---------------------------------------- I'm slowly adding my characters to this post. If when I'm done, would someone "approve" my characters. Let me know if I missed anything or whatnot. Thanks! Character Name: Vetagorn Mystical Species: Vampire Gender: Male Age: 421 years (has the appearance of a 25 year old.) Hair Color: Black Eye Color: Charcoal Height: 6 foot 1 inches Weight: 220 lbs of lean muscle Distinctive Features: Vetagorn is tall with an athletic build. His hair is as black as the night sky with curls that fall in a mess everywhere. He wears a black v-neck shirt that fits snuggly, along with dark pants and a black over coat. His boots are dark and used. His fangs retract within the gums when he isn’t threatened. Across his chest are two leather straps with two knives hidden underneath his coat. Beneath his shirt hides his silver chain that he’s always worn. It was given to him by Katherine. Behavior/Description: Vetagorn is very reserved. He is very wise and doesn’t mingle with most of the Misty Mountain creatures. Because of his past, he tends to stay near the upper part of the mountain. Walking within the camp grounds only adds a stillness of sadness. He is very smart and a great leader. Special Power: He can project images and thoughts into other’s minds. Though he can’t read anyone’s thoughts, he’s able to manipulate what others think or hear. He is very careful with this gift and doesn’t use it often. Skills: He is a very good spy. Mostly used for scouting purposes. He’s able to find out secrets with ease, mostly with his ability to read body language. Good luck trying to hide a lie from him! Weaknesses: Vampires are able to walk in the daylight, though it feels as if they are getting a sun burn. Even worse than direct sunlight is fire. In order to kill a Vampire, you must stab them through the chest and burn the body. Otherwise the stabbing will only paralyze until the item is removed. The fire rides the body from the physical world. Color: His skin is a pale-olive color. Picture: VetagornOther InformationPlace in Clan: 2nd in command. He offers wisdom and secrets, yet has never accepted the offer of commander. RP Example: Vetagorn sat with his back against the wall of a cave overlooking the whole mountain. He estimated the time to be about two in the afternoon. The sun beat down on the creatures of the mountain below. His hand twitched slightly from the thought of the previous night. Being a Vampire, sleep came rarely. He drifted into thought of his nightmare the night before. Katherine stood at the peak of the mountain, overlooking the valley with fear set in her eyes. The wind beat at her hair as the light of the moon from above shown on her pale skin. Tears trickled down her eyes as she mouthed the words, “I love you,” to Vetagorn, standing helpless on the grounds below. Suddenly, an unseen force from behind her tossed her body from the ledge of the peak, sending her down the mountain. Vetagorn let out a heart breaking cry as he raced to Katherine. But it was too late. As he crawled with great haste up the side of the mountain, he watched as her body disappeared into the rocks half a mile up. There was no sound. Black crows flocked away from the impact. He knew he had no chance, she was gone. “Katherine! Please, no!” he shouted as he quickened his pace. His muscles straining as he pulled himself up and up. Inches from the top, the rock steadying his balance crumbled from underneath! Losing his grip, he tumbled backwards, falling within the darkness of the night. And then he woke. He shifted his weight against the wall. It had been almost sixty years since Katherine passed. Not to mention her death was natural. She passed of old age. Why was he having dreams of Katherine now? Did she somehow manage to survive in his dream? And what had pushed her to what seemed to be her imaginary death? Nothing added up to Vetagorn. He sighed a stressful sigh and rubbed his temples to calm his nerves. “I need a vacation already.” Anything Else: Nope. I hope someone can create the commander of the vampire clan! Character Name: Atkin Mystical Species: Werewolf Gender: Male Age: 20 years old Hair Color: Musky Brown Eye Color: Copper Height: 5’11’’ Weight: 550 lbs of pure muscle Distinctive Features: Atkin is a large wolf-like beast. His physical markings and fur patterns match that of a brown timber wolf. His fur is long and coarse. He is able to stand on his two hind legs like a grizzly bear. His paws are large and strong with sharp claws. Behavior/Description: Contrary to werewolf folktales, Atkin is a gentle soul. More like a typical house dog rather than a wild wolf. His smile can warm a room. He is however, very protective of the mystical creatures. Special Power: Werewolf strength! He is one of the strongest in all the lands. Skills: Atkin acts as guard of the Mountain. He does partake on some hunting adventures but ultimately his job is to help protect the mysticals. Weaknesses: The full moon. During the full moon, rage fills his body. During this time, he excuses himself and ventures deep into the woods for him to vent out his demon self. Color: Timber wolf brown Picture: AtkinOther InformationPlace in Clan: Not in Vampire clan RP Example: Atkin focused on the vampire den up above. Perched on a large boulder, he sat and watched the creatures mingle in the shadows. No one around Misty Mountains cared for their kind. Simply because of the role they played with Noite de Sangue. Atkin knew they had no choice. The legend of AlaBestiam was something that was told to him ever since he was a young pup. With a sigh of contempt, he turned and pounced off the rock. The air was cool. Birds chirped in the trees from below. All was at peace, though he knew Dando de Sangue was growing closer and closer. Who would they take this time? He thought to himself. Feeling an eerie sense slither up his spine, he turned and spotted Vetagorn leaning against a cave wall staring down at him. Atkin tilted his head to the side, targeting onto Vetagorn. The two stared in silence until Atkin had enough. With a huff, he turned back forward and began to stroll on his four paws towards camp. “What’s his problem?” he asked himself quietly. Atkin wondered if Vetagorn already knew who would be taken for the ritual. Does knowing ahead of time cause him any stress? Or was he simply cold hearted by now? Atkin knew the legend of The Great Witch and Vampire. Vetagorn was the vampire who banished AlaBestiam to the shadows along with Katherine, a powerful witch. Though Katherine had passed from old age, Vetagorn remained immortal and full of youth. “Where does AlaBestiam dwell?” he pondered. “Hang on, I shouldn’t even be thinking of such stupid questions! Why on earth would I even want to know where he hides?” Atkin chuckled softly to himself. In the distance, he spotted three fairies, busy away at their forest duties. He decided he would go and offer any assistance he could manage. Anything Else: Nothing else. |
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Post by Voodooking on Feb 3, 2016 14:54:14 GMT -7
Hi Bobcat, here is my submission. Hope you like it  Character Name: Velan Mystical Species: Succubus Gender: Female Age: 45 Hair Color: Auburn Eye Color: Green Height: 5’7 Weight: 127 Distinctive Features: Thick arrow tipped tail, Feet are bird talons, small snubbed horns that are often concealed by wavy auburn hair, caramel skin color, scars on the back of the body. Uses glamour to become any creature but any creature can see through this if she isn't convincing enough. Behavior/Description: Velan knows what her strengths are as a succubus, but isn't always aware of what trouble this can get her into, as being able to attract anyone means you can get unwanted attention. So she is more reserved and independent than most people but when she tries to put herself out into the world and people she wants the experience to be meaningful. Being a succubus this isn't always the case. When not using her abilities to attract she finds it difficult to make friends, and resorts to just being the tool she was made to be to have any kind of contact with people. Special Power: Glamour Skills: Ability to attract any sex of any race. Weaknesses: Unable to love, Fear of rejection. Color: Caramel skin color Picture: (please read distinctive features) RP Example: Velan was born into a community of humans, who's only parent was a woman named Christine, who was gifted Velan by the witches of the Denwa Swamp. After years of being unable to birth children with her now deceased partner Christine approached the witches asking for a child, but the child was to be a tool for the witches used to lure men and women to the swamp to meet their end. The first victim of this was Christine's husband, Andreas. After years of being used by a tool by the witches and mother which was seen as a chore than a horrible act by this point. When the town grew in size an outsider to the community told stories of many creatures from distant lands. All of them true. The man came to find these creatures and exploit them how he could, succubus are prized for their tails, talons, and horns. Any of which removed would kill the sucubuss. The town quickly grew suspicious of Velan and Christine who in the dead of night attempted to escape the town, Christine did not survive the mob of humans. Alone, Velan who only saw humans as ingredients for witches attempted to find creatures of her own kind, but years with her mother and other towns folk made her weak to emotion. She was not strong enough to be the succubus that made men and women fear the allure that would lead them to their doom. So she returned to the only family she knew. The witches. The town now deserted after 20 years, seamed more fitting for Velan now. But the witches wanted to expand to new lands, with new things to play with, they gifted Velan with glamour. A powerful magic used to change shape. With this she could be any number of beasts, perfect for witches, who wanted her to use this gift to attract new types of prey. But Velan no longer desired to be the succubus the witches wanted her to be. She killed the witches. And with her new glamour searched for the Misty Mountain. A place the outsider of the now deserted town once spoke of |
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Post by BobCat on Feb 3, 2016 15:05:39 GMT -7
Great, thanks for posting Voodoo! Character is accepted.
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Post by Tiger on Feb 4, 2016 5:41:17 GMT -7
Bobby both your characters are accepted.
Character Name: Evangeline Mystical Species: Ljósálfr (Light Elf background: en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dökkálfar_and_Ljósálfar) Gender: Female Age: 80 years (looks 24) Hair Color: Shimmering Silver Eye Color: Golden Height: 5’8 Weight: 110lbs Distinctive Features: In times of happiness and peace Evangeline has an aura surrounding her, making her glow when she approaches. However when she is upset or angry her aura disappears making her look weak and subdued in comparison. Behavior/Description: Evangeline is a very thin fairy who lives to take care of the other creatures in the world. She is passionate about keeping the world at peace and within balance. She understands that evil things happen as there are dark forces at work, but would like to believe that everything can be set right eventually. With her heritage Evangeline cannot lie because of this she distrusts anyone who tries to lie or deceive her in any way. She is a friendly being, but sometimes has trouble making friends. She prefers the company of animals and plants than the other creatures in the land. She can generally be found within her cave working magic and is rarely found without a flower in her hair. Special Powers: Evangeline can cast magic. This power is limited to when the sun is out or when a full moon is in the sky. Skills: Evangeline is skilled with a bow and arrow. Even in times of darkness she will almost never miss her target. Weakness: Darkness. Evangeline cannot perform her magic when the moon is out of the sky. Leaving her susceptible to attacks. Color: Pale white, like snow. Picture: EvangelineOther Information Place in Clan: Not Vampire RP Example: Sitting in the entrance of her cave practising a difficult spell to immobilise and imprison the vampires, Evangeline was becoming weary. She decided that was enough magic for one day and proceeded down the mountain in search of new friends and forgotten enemies. As she got further to the bottom of the mountain she saw a young lone Pegasus grazing on the dying grass. He looked under-fed and was struggling to find any nutrition in the ground, in a bid of peace and goodwill she improved the quality and quantity of the grass for the Pegasus to eat. After this act of kindness she became good friends with the Pegasus, who’s name is Zeus. And from that day they have travelled together and merged their minds together to be one being. One day when they were a pair of new friends, Evangeline was riding on Zeus trying to find the lair of the AlaBestiam, the pair weren't successful this time, however they had found some new tracks leading somewhere that Evangeline would have never discovered before... Anything Else: The pair have separate thoughts and feelings but can share them within an instant, with constant communication. This communication breaks when they become too far apart. Character Name: Zeus Mystical Species: Pegasus Gender: Male Age: 6 years Hair Color: Snow White Eye Color: Piercing Blue Height: 17 Hands High Weight: 900KG Distinctive Features: Behavior/Description: Special Powers:
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Weakness: Color: White Picture:Zeus Other Information Place in Clan: Not a Vampire RP Example: I'm not planning on RPing with Zeus at the moment, I just wanted to give a bit of background on his looks etc as he will be mentioned on Evangeline's point of view. Once I begin to RP with him, I will update and ask for approval. ** Updated Character ** Character Name: Keres Mystical Species: Vampire Gender: Female Age: 408 years (Appears 22years) H air Color: Jet Black with Red Streaks Eye Color: Blood Red Height: 5'2 Weight: 120lbs Distinctive Features: Keres is always seen in her billowing red and black dress which brings out the lack of color in her skin. Her hair is generally left in it's natural straight state however she sometimes makes sure that it is tied up high on her head. Keres has a multitude of tattoos covering her skin. Her tattoos begin on her face and cover her skin downwards. She looks very young and innocent but is anything but. Behavior/Description: Keres loves to be in the midst of the fight, she won’t let her clan fight without being there herself. She feels that a strong leader should always show themselves in battle and not hide on the side lines. She can be extremely feisty and fierce when in battle or even in times of anger. She isn’t the type of person you would want to cross or pick a fight with. As a leader Keres is very diplomatic and likes to resolve issues without fighting among themselves. Above anything else she fears the fights between the vampires. She doesn’t want her race to die. Special Powers: Keres has flashes of future events. These events are never certain and she can sometimes see many different paths that one person can take. Skills: Keres is a very skilled swords woman Weakness: As well as the natural sunlight and fire aversion, Keres can sometimes read the future events wrong, and end up acting incorrectly on these. Color: Pale Picture: Hair ColorDressKeres Other InformationPlace in Clan: Clan Leader RP Example: Sitting cross legged at he base of the mountain, Keres was thinking back to the time she had her very first experience with seeing the future... 250 years ago... Glimpse into the future Walking through the forest was a creature of higher rank and position than herself. She could see him coming toward her, but she knew he meant her no harm. She could see that he wanted to enlist her into his culture and his clan. She didn’t know what she would do...Shocked and startled Keres wondered what on Earth she had just experienced and who one Earth was the man in the vision? Present Day Keres had tears streaming down her eyes. That encounter did happen and it did come true. Garrick had wanted to enlist her in his clan, and that he had. She’d been a part of his clan for over 200 years and grown a lot in that time. She had honed her skills and learned to control her seeing abilities with him. He had been her partner for 100 years before he was killed. She had thought that Vetagorn would take Garrick’s place as leader of the clan, but he had declined the position, leaving her in charge of the clan. And so far she was enjoying her role.. Anything Else: Nothing Else |
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Post by BobCat on Feb 4, 2016 11:14:49 GMT -7
Thanks Tiger for accepting!
Also, character accepted. Excited to see Zeus' description!
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Post by BobCat on Feb 4, 2016 13:04:53 GMT -7
Love it Tiger! She sounds awesome. Accepted of course.
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Post by Voodooking on Feb 4, 2016 14:09:58 GMT -7
Hi bobcat. Got another character. Feel free to sort the formatting, pasting from a word document doesn't turn out well on the forum. Hope you like him. Found his easier to wrote than the first character Character Name: Tenourus (tenna for short) Mystical Species: Minotaur Gender: Male Age: 67 Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Brown Height: 6’7 Weight: 425 Distinctive Features: Hoofed feet, large horns, battle scars along body, covered in short brown fur, only ever seen wearing a loin cloth Behavior/Description: Tenourus is a solitary individual who takes his duty, honour, pride very seriously. He was always told he is the best and to let no one get in your way. As his duty involves protection of others he can be a trusted guardian but it doesn't mean he has to be nice to you. He can be a real joker on occasion but you wont be able to handle his strong bravado personality for long, as you usually are the butt of his jokes. Special Power: Has incredible strength, heightened sense of smell and hearing. Skills: When in the mines of the misty mountain he can sense every creature. Weaknesses: Not knowledgeable of the wider world and it's inhabitants, lacks the skills in foraging and survival Color: Dark brown Picture: pre06.deviantart.net/8f19/th/pre/f/2014/107/9/6/pensive_minotaur_by_velinov-d7ex5ox.jpgRP Example: The first thing Tenourus thought that morning was “Who do I got to hit to get some decent meat around here?” the reason he thought this and not said it is because no one was around. He got lonely but not that lonely to start talking to himself. When his stomach finally started screaming for food tenourus decided it was time to move. He knew exactly where to go in the mine to get it, he could feel the hair tingle up from his legs to his ears that always twitched when someone was close by. He wasn’t fast but he knew the mines well enough to move through it like fish in water. In the cold dark every breath let out a great gust of steam that was often heard before seen. Which is why when he got close to the eating quarters of the mine the air was suddenly sucked out as all the individuals did a collective inhale of breath knowing full well that he was coming. Tenourus didn't mind. “Wench get me a plate of sweet pig on the double” said tenourus slamming his fist down. “Got no pig, PIG!” spat the water hag. “No pig, well what about him ?” he cocked his head and horn to the rather large creature in the corner. “You want him, go get him” she said happy to see the back of him. Tenourus made his large frame even larger by flexing every muscle, the pig was big but not as big as him. “Hey porky what's your name?” he said “Tundy” snorted the pig man “I heard you, thinking of eating me are you?” Tundy said “eat you? No I'd savour you. Wouldn't even swallow. Just use you as a chew, or maybe a nice tooth pick for a bigger meal” believe it or not tenourus made a friend today “think that's best Tenna, a meal out of me might just be enough to let your size topple this mountain” Tenna boomed with laughter and hit tundy on the face with his fist. Did I mention they became friends? When Tundy stumbled off his chair bracing himself for another hit he was surprised when he looked up at tennas concerned face. Tenourus couldn't put it into words, only action. He felt the low hum of something deep within the mountain. It would grow within his skull for another day to a loud beat, a rhythm that couldn’t be avoided. Today was Thursday. Tomorrow was not Thursday. AlaBestiam was coming. |
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Post by BobCat on Feb 4, 2016 14:51:07 GMT -7
Accepted Voodoo! Great job!
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Post by BobCat on Feb 4, 2016 15:13:58 GMT -7
I couldn't help myself! I really wanted to make him. (Yes, I stole the idea from something... But I'll make him my own character! LOL) Someone want to read and accept if good? Character Name: Jev Mystical Species: Gargoyle Gender: Male Age: 121 years old but looks like 27 years old. Hair Color: Dusty Brown Eye Color: Dark Forest Green Height: 6’ Weight: 200 lbs Distinctive Features: Jev has his hair slicked back with dark forest green eyes. His skin is kissed from the sun. He wears a strong leather vest with and a dark cloak. His weapon of choice is a silver axe that has blades on both sides. He keeps his blades to his side where the silver pole is strapped to his back. Scars go up and down his arms from years of battles. He almost always has a five o’clock shadow. Behavior/Description: Jev is very strong minded. There is hardly a funny bone in his body. A warrior at heart. Though over the years of peace, he’s had to put the fighting in the past. Now and days, he focuses his skills on handy work, helping the mysticals with buildings and projects. During night he has the ability to transform into his true form. During the day, he is able to walk in his “human-like” form. When he wants to sleep, he turns to stone, blending into the mountain. Special Power: Is able to transform into his gargoyle self and fly while using his axe. Gargoyles have great strength and the ability to fly. Skills: Expert flying skills and professional axe wielder. During times of peace, he is very handy and helps build and fix things. Weaknesses: Daytime. He isn’t able to transform into his gargoyle self. Therefore, he can’t fly or wield his strength. Color: Tan skin. Gargoyle form is a gray stone. Picture: Jev 1Jev 2Jev 3Gargoyle form: Jev GargoyleOther InformationPlace in Clan: Not vampire. RP Example: Smoke filled the insides of his lungs as he melted the metal to forge a lance. The sun above was scorching as the flames below him radiated with further heat. He smiled a signature crooked smile as the lance began to form. A mystical from within the mountain had offered purchase of this lance once Jev was finished. He knew he had to cool the future weapon. Carefully, he placed the heated metal in a pool of river water he had collected earlier in the day. The metal steamed ferociously. Clouds filtered through the air. “Who is purchasing this lance?” Vetagorn said from behind him. “Vet, you know well enough not to walk up behind a gargoyle like that,” Jev said snickering slightly to himself. “It’s daylight Jev. You are hardly a threat to me now as I am to you.” Both Jev and Vetagorn disliked direct sunlight. Vet made sure to stay within the shadow of the mountain during his visit. Jev rolled his eyes and spoke, “and if you must know, Old Man Griffon. Doubt he’ll make any use for it. Old guy is pushing 300.” Griffon was an elderly Centatar. Jev turned to face Vetagorn and clutched his hand in an old-friend sort of way. “Probably for decoration!” The two laughed. Vetagorn and Jev were good friends, having fought many battles over the years together. Vetagorn reached into the water and pulled the lance out, the metal still hot within his hands. He smiled slightly, realizing his friend’s skill was perfectly on point. “You have a talent, my friend. Great work!” Anything Else: Nope. |
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Post by BobCat on Feb 5, 2016 10:08:22 GMT -7
Character Name: Layla Mystical Species: Forest Witch Gender: Female Age: 20 years old Hair Color: Light Chocolate Brown Eye Color: Brown Height: 5’6’’ Weight: 120 lbs Distinctive Features: Layla has light brown curly hair that flares like a wild fire. Her smile is contagious. She’s a tad on the thin side and almost always has a flower in her hand. She is a forest witch, which means she loves nature and the earth. She wears a loose white tank top with dark brown pants tucked into her dirty boots. Hanging around her left wrist are charms her mother had made her when she was little. Behavior/Description: Layla is a very pure soul. She is almost always smiling. Her potion making is top of the line. Creatures flock from all over the mountain just to taste her mixed drinks/potions and food. She is friendly with all creatures of the Mountain, whether mystical or non-mystical. You will often find her at the bottom of the mountain where all the trees are humming a tune. She has no family. Her mother was taken two Noite de Sangues ago. She hasn’t seen her since. Layla never knew her father either. Special Power: She is blessed with controlling the four major elements. Fire, wind, water and air. Skills: Layla acts as a potion maker for the creatures of the Mountain. She loves to offer her specialties the best she can. Weaknesses: Darkness. She has a fear of the dark. Picture: LaylaOther InformationPlace in Clan: Not a vampire. RP Example: Layla crouched near the small river that flowed just below the Mountain’s side. Filing a basket of fresh water, she stared off into the distance feeling the warmth of the sun against her back. There was a slight breeze that made the day’s weather seemed beautiful. Once the basket was filled, she stood up and strapped it to her hip and pushed her curls out from her face. One of the Gryphons had come down with a cold earlier in the weak. She took it upon herself to offer her spells and charms to the creatures of the mountain. Climbing but up the mountain never was an easy task. Usually to go higher up the mountain, she would hitch a ride on one of the larger mysticals. Fortunately, she didn’t need to hike that far. Once she reached the mid section of the mountain, she spotted the Gryphon family perched on a large boulder, enjoying the sunshine as well. “Ramos! I have your fresh water!” she shouted while waving. Anything Else: Nope.
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Post by Tiger on Feb 5, 2016 16:00:26 GMT -7
Character accepted Bobaloo Can't wait to see her in action |
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Post by BobCat on Feb 5, 2016 16:25:02 GMT -7
Thanks Tiger!
Hoping to get this going by the weekend so everyone post you characters!
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Post by Celia on Feb 6, 2016 16:03:44 GMT -7
Okay I'm giving it a shot! Character Name: Penelope (She hates being called Penny) Mystical Species: Warg Gender: Female Age: 22 Hair Color: Dirty Blonde Eye Color: Gray Height: 5'6 Weight: 115 Distinctive Features: Penelope is lean with dirty blonde hair often pulled back into a crown braid around her head or left down in waves that fall just bellow her shoulders. She typically wears a loose gray t-shirt and dark jeans with an anorak like black jacket over it. Penelope never goes anywhere without her animal company, Vi (V-eye), an adolescent female Lynx (more info bellow) Behavior/Description: Despite having an innocent and serene look Penelope is dark and sullen. She is often sarcastic and doesn't speak unless she has something important to say. She doesn't trust easily and but is extremely perceptive to her surroundings and other people. Special Power: Warg. She can enter the mind on animals (primarily her lynx) and see through their eyes. Skills: Penelope is a quick leaner and can pick up on new skills very fast. She is smart and natural problem solver. Weaknesses: Pessimistic, her negative attitude make her pull back from people and keep her thoughts and opinion to herself, even when they would be helpful. If her human body is killed when she is in an animals form, she can take on a new body by overtaking a weak human's mind, but if an animal is killed when she is in their body she will die as well. Basically she must be present mentally in a body to be killed. Color: Pale Picture: PenelopeOther Information Place in Clan: n/a Character Name: Vi Mystical Species: Lynx (Penelope's warg animals of choice) Gender: Female Age: 5 Hair Color: Pictured below Eye Color: Light Brown Height: 3' Weight: 40lb Behavior/Description: Vi is always with Penelope, the two have a deep connection. She is totally domestic unless she feels Penelope is threatened. Skills: Listening and understanding Penelope and her feelings. Her is also a fierce hunter and protector. Weaknesses: She would easily die for Penelope Picture: ViRP Example: The forest seemed quiet and peaceful. Birds chirped and the babbling of a stream could be heard in the distance. Anyone passing through could easily miss the lynx poised in the tree above, eyes focused ahead, crouched low and hidden. Vi was watching, well not Vi exactly, Penelope was watching through Vi's eyes, taking in today's movement of people and planning how she could best avoid them all. Many seemed to be in the taking solace by the stream or in the meadow today. Vi gracefully left her perch, Penelope's mind guiding her through the shadows. A rabbit darted across their path, Penelope could feel Vi mind craving to chase it. With a light inner chuckle she left the big cat's body, allowing her to engage in the rabbit hunt, and returned to her own slender form. Her gray eyes opened slowly and adjusted to the dim light around her. Vi, would return to her side soon and with a fresh kill no doubt. Penelope stood, stretching her arms out and arching her back, "Man, leaving your body sitting sure leaves it stiff," she murmured under her breath. "Penny is that you," sounded a shout in the distance. Damn someone found her and without Vi around to frightening them into leaving her be. "Don't call me Penny," was all the response she could muster. |
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Post by BobCat on Feb 6, 2016 17:09:54 GMT -7
Awesome Celia, welcome aboard btw! Character accepted!
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