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Post by werepyrezeke on Jan 25, 2012 17:22:59 GMT -5
both of you did quite well, though master of disaster seemed to rush just a little. BOth of you are in. We begin now, starting in the Rp Section, same opening as this one but no real posts. I've got someone for a prospective extra player, but she may not join. It depends on a few things. Anyway, As the first one to sign up, the story starts with chimneylovers character in Zeril....
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Sleix
LIKE FUCK THEY DID
The guy who finished the song.
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Post by Sleix on Jan 28, 2012 16:07:43 GMT -5
Can I join? I know it's a bit late...
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Post by werepyrezeke on Feb 14, 2012 10:12:36 GMT -5
join up. Please. The more the merier.
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Rizem
Opinionated Massive Git
To die is nothing, to not live is terrible.
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Post by Rizem on Feb 20, 2012 20:20:52 GMT -5
Name: Valad Morgenstien
Race: WereTiger (Emphasis on TIGER.)
Powers: He is a magic user that also relies on his daggers to do most of his work. He has one dagger (Named the Eye of the Tiger) That is very special, although he does not yet know all of its powers. The one he DOES know is this, when he activates it, it lets out the roar of a Tiger that can be heard for miles around. When this is done, he can command one person to do something using one word, a verb. If he yells "Jump!" and points to the edge of a cliff, that person will feel the need to jump. "Sleep!" that person sleeps, and so on. Other than that, he has a few basic spells (small stream of fire, cold touch, and a few others. Nothing too special) that he can use to limited effect. His final ability, coming with his species, is to be able to turn into a WereTiger at will. This species is different from most lycanthropes in the fact that they turn into a larger-than-normal tiger, rather than a Wolf. They are a much rarer offshoot of the species.
Background story: Valad was raised in a small Tiger pack, in a vast plane. They didn't have much in the way of material things, just what people could bring with them. His father was the leader of the pack, his name was BlackClaw. Mostly because of the black colour of the WereTiger he turned into, the same black furr that Valad inherited. His mother died when he was young, so he was left with his father. His father was a strong leader, and commanded his warriors well. However, what makes a good WereLord does NOT make a good father. So as Valad grew, he grew hard and distant. But very justice-oriented, his fathers feverent drive to right wrongs past down just as his fur was. Valad became a handsom and strong, although wiry young man. And it became apparent that he had some skill with magicks, and even more with fighting in general. However, then his father's best friend was killed by a human warrior, trying to prove his skill by killing a wild tiger. He didn't realize it was a WereTiger until he had killed him and his body turned back into a humanoid. But BlackClaw didn't see it as an honest mistake. He decided to track the warrior down and kill him and his family. At the meet where he was telling his WereTiger fighters the plan to invade their village, Valad dissagreed with his father, challenging his decision. And although Valad is a good fighter, he was no match for a seasoned WereLord. His father destroyed him in battle, especially when Valad turned back into a humanoid form, and cast a spell at his father. The spell rebounded, not being strong enough to effect a powerful lycanthrope. His father tore up Valad's handsome face with one swipe of his paw, giving him four long ragged scars down the left side of his face. "You dare challenge me? My own son? How DARE you!" His father roared in the language of cats. Valad had looked up at his father, blood streaming down his face. "Killing humans isn't justice. It's murder." And with that, his father snapped, and cast him out. The only things he managed to take with him were the Eye of the Tiger (A family heirloom), the clothes on his back, a spellbook, and his Familiar Cat, Daemon. Exiled from his pack, he left to live and gain strength in the large world.
Appearance:Tall and thin, but well muscled. He has sharp features and long black hair that is a bit more thick and flared than normal hair, almost like a mane. His eyes are yellow and catlike, the only sign of his lycanthropy. In human form. He wares a thin gray shirt and dark pants. In Tiger form, he is a LARGE black tiger, an odd type. All the males in his family line have had all black furr, rather than stripes and orange or white.
Attitude: Very noble, but slightly withdrawn from his upbringing. He is usually quiet, but not shy. More calm than anything. He is extremely open with Daemon, his cat Familar. He loves the thing more than anything. Dark Secret: He wishes more than anything to return to his pack. Even though he hates his father, he envies the power he held. He loves the idea of ruling things, righting injustices, and fighting the true evils in the world. But his biggest secret involves his Sign....
Sign: Sign of Resurection and Fatefighting - the one time his sign was invoked, three skeletal beings rose from the ground like a horrible nightmere. "We will fight for you, my lord." one said in a voice that raised all the hair on Daemon's back. Shocked, Valad pulled his dagger and Commanded them to die, and they all tore their bones appart. Other than that, Valad doesn't know what his sign does, only that when he has ever asked people for help they tend to fall in line with him.
Mentor: His father BlackClaw who taught him dagger-work and fighting in his Tiger form, and the Pack wizard Felorn who taught him spells.
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Post by werepyrezeke on Feb 20, 2012 21:16:28 GMT -5
This is probably one fo the best bios ive ever seen. Genius! Welcome to versimoren.
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Rizem
Opinionated Massive Git
To die is nothing, to not live is terrible.
Posts: 37
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Post by Rizem on Feb 20, 2012 22:43:03 GMT -5
Thank you. One does his best.
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