| Chronos | Uric LeBruin | Misty Waterflower | Rebecca Adell | Ameron the Ironclaw |
Chronos has been trained for battle since he was very young. After
witnessing the death of his Human mother and Raven father through the
cracks in the floorboards of his house, were he hid from bandits for
4 days, Chronos has been learning combat skills since the age of 5.
At 15 he became a free lance mercenary. At 25 he joined Raven and
has now worked his way up to the rank of Special Forces Lt. Commander
and is one of the best known warriors for his fighting skill and
ruthlessness. His choice of weapon are the 2 Katana blades he picked
up while on a mission for Raven in the Orient. He knows a limited
amount of defensive magic which includes: Barrier level 3 Magic
Barrier level 2 Illusion level 2 and Exhaustion level 1.
A life of fighting and witnessing many deaths has destroyed any
guilt he may have had for taking another life. With a stone cold
heart, he has never pursued a love interest, always living for the
battle. He is a loner and his soul is put into each fight.
He wears an amulet around his neck that his mother dropped when she
died, it has been enchanted so that as long as he wears it, he will
never lose his way.
He is 6ft. even and 140lbs. including his black wings. He has blond
hair that runs to the base of his neck and gray eyes that the few
people that have seen and lived have said look like the fog in the
swamp marshes of Kithain, an evil land that few have seen and lived.
He has no beak like most in Raven due to his human side. This fact,
with the aid of a long black coat that hides both his wings and his
Katana�s helps him to keep a low profile in public. He doesn�t have
a buffed up look but he is very muscular.
He is an unmerciful killer when it comes to his mission and no price
is to high for the success of a mission. He is cold and uncaring,
however, there is a small hope for change.
This young man is an awe-inspiring sight, standing well over six
and a half feet tall and weighing over 300 pounds, without an ounce of flab.
His incredible physique and stature suggest that his lineage may not be
altogether human . . but he is not even sure of it himself. Despite his size
and strength this young man has a reserved, almost timid, manner, and bears
the rough brown robes and shaved skull of a monk. He bears no weapons but a
thick ash wood staff, and on his young, rugged face there's almost always a
look of sadness.
Uric's ancestry is uncertain, he was raised by relatives who were
always reluctant to speak about his past. Naturally shy and reserved despite
his size, Alatar allowed himself to be dominated by his much smaller cousin . .
until one day he was pushed to far, and in a rage of which he
remembers nothing until awakening in a forest far from home. He wandered for
a while, living as a porter and laborer, then one day in a bar several
drunken men began insulting him, saying all sorts of things about himself
and his mother . . and again he flew into a blind rage, regaining his senses
hours later to find the bar deserted . . except for several mangled bodies that
lay all around him. Stricken by remorse, the young giant entered a monastery
where he hoped the quiet contemplation and harmony with nature would help
him regain control of his temper...but many of the other fat, decadent monks
vied him with suspicion, and not long after his arrival stories began too fly
around that the new novice was really a great black bear, who would shed his
human form at night and stalk the forests. The wise abbot tried to ignore
these stories and give Alatar a chance at reform . . but eventually the
pressure against Alatar became to great, and for the sake of harmony the
abbot had to ask him to leave. Now the young giant leads a wandering life,
trying to find somewhere where he fits in.
Other points: Uric has a profound loathing for violence and is very humble
and peaceful most of the time.. as a result in the monastery he became very
powerful at healing, martial arts, spells of self-defense and uncannily
skilled with animals, will never harm an enemy and only uses his power to
defend himself....unless his long-suffering temper is aroused beyond
bearing. Then horrifyingly, he is somehow transformed into a great black
bear, who will attack with blind fury until the rage subsides and he returns
to his human form, remembering nothing but wit a great feeling of self-loathing.
He strives to control these tempers, but with little
result...and is not aware of the change of form that occurs when he goes
into a rage.
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Misty Waterflower
- Female:
Assassin
Misty has a graceful body with her dark red hair blowing in the calm breeze her Eyes
show a mysterious blue glow in combat although Misty likes to avoid combat and kill
silently. Misty wears a typical Ninja Uniform and assassinates with her deadly fist and rarely Small Knifes
coated in Poison wearing High-Heel like shoes
Misty has Mastered the Art of assassination and some basic healing
spells for curing a common cold or wound.
hen Misty was very young her parents sold her to a Farmer and Misty learned basic healing by
a Maid and then that farmer sound her again to a grumpy old man
in a Giant Manor and his body guard taught her the art of assassination and then the man took her to a Fighting
Academy and that's where
Misty mastered assassination and she now waits for the day to come where she kills King Raven.
Being 6 feet tall, her slim but athletic body is topped off with golden blond hair and green, cat-like eyes. Tight metal armor and dragon skin boots and gloves mostly cover her body. Her hair is always tied in a ponytail that reaches down to her hips. She has a body long shield that is usually on her back like a turtle's shell. Her weapon inventory consists of a long sword and a dragon spear with the word "Veldra" inscribed on it. She is known for her skills in her field being known around the world as a dragon slayer. Her past is only known by herself and no one has been successful in getting it from her. She is always quiet and never talks to anyone giving people the idea that she is mute, but that is far from the truth. All dragons are her prey and not one has survived her attacks.
The man before you at 32 years of age sits astride his black stallion.
He has a large muscular build and is extremely strong, weighing 220
pounds, all in muscle, and he is able to crush a steal bar with his
hands. He stands some 6 feet 2 inches from the ground and his posture
is square and solid. His hair is a shiny, dark black color and his
face is scarred from battles won and lives taken. His dark brown eyes
are deep and mysterious while his glare is cold and foreboding. His
stallion of war and he wear silver armor, under their black velvet
clothing over the armor so that the armor does not show, and his
gauntlets and boots are concealed in black-dyed leather gloves and
leather boots. He wears on his back a woolen cape with the insignia
of his own crest forged in battle and his sword down the center,
glowing bright with red illumination. The sword has a silver blade
with two blood red rubies of equal size formed into the gold handle
rapped in black leather. His appearance strikes fear into unwary
speculator who looks upon him and serves as the absolute personification
of evil.
Early in his life, Ameron, then known as Requin, was a kind and caring person. However, after a man, jealous of Requin for his wife, killed her, he turned bitter and evil. Since that day, Requin stopped caring about any wrong that happened in the world because of the sorrow he felt for his loss and changed his name to Ameron. His conscience was destroyed and he felt no remorse for anyone he killed from that day forth. He cannot make friends because he will not allow himself to enter into another relationship. Even his experiences as a commander in Raven have shown that he will not even befriend others who are evil. He brings out anger in people by his personality and the carelessness of his actions and attitude. Prime henchman to the King of Raven, he serves with power and with an iron claw over his command, following the wishes of his master, which earned him the hated title "Ameron the Ironclaw". The only friend he has had since his wife's death is a wolf named Xavier who joined him, bonded with him, in a forest on one of his missions. Xavier and he share a bond that is deeper than friendship. They share a link between their thoughts that allows them to know what the other is thinking without saying anything. He feels the deepest love and friendship towards Xavier and would never fail him, even if he must risk his own life. No one could even speculate as to what terrible evil might be caused by him without Xavier.
He is extremely experienced in swordsmanship, archery, and the dark arts, as he carries his sword and a strong, master's crossbow with which he is fully trained. He carries a golden medallion that stores the powers he controls in sorcery. Though few in number, the spells he learned as the only student of the secluded, dark sorcerer, Shivan, before his death, hold vast powers of the forces deep in the heart of evil itself and are unknown to all but a select few mages. Only he, however, knows the true extent of the powers that he possesses. Powers that are beyond what anyone dare expect, or dream.
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