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Name: Rhiannon
Aliases: Rhia, Rhian
Title(s):
Role: Seamstress
Moral Alignment: Neutral Good
Affiliations:N/A
Hometown: New Eden
Relationships: Brutus, they have affection for one another
Vhal, she has known him since he was a young boy.

Race: Daemon
Subrace: Vampire
Age: Around 300 or so… She has lost track to be honest.
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Omnisexual
Appearance: Rhiannon has long blond hair that she wears pulled up in a bun held in place by pins of various types of metal. She prefers to wear long dresses of dark blue with slits up to her hip to allow for ease of movement. Her dresses commonly have off the shoulder bell sleeves or sleeveless. Her eyes are a dark cobalt blue that seem to be brighter when she is helping some one. Her voice is soft and motherly.


Equipment: She tends to use either a long bull whip or a sword. It depends on how safe she feels as she is leaving her home. Sometimes she will carry both weapons but this is rare and tends to be when she expects a war on her hands.

Combat Prowess: She is quick and can dodge rather well but she isn’t one to fight -- even on a good day -- without a weapon.


Spells/Powers: She has the ability to walk around during the day and even out in the sun for longer periods of time. This is only possible if she has been feeding well, at least 3 meals a night.


Weaknesses: Rhiannon never feels right taking blood from humans --not to mention that where she live isn’t exactly a kind place to vampires-- so she feeds from animals. While animals are always around in the city thanks to people adoring their pets Rhiannon still travels out to the woods for her meals. After all she doesn’t want to die any time soon.

Personality: Rhiannon often has gone against what most would consider her nature. She tries to play at being human but is painfully aware that she isn’t good at hiding. She is a nurturing mothering type that cares for those that fine they can’t fight for themselves. The female doesn’t consider herself a part of any group as she thinks helping those in need should be selfless and without any strings. This doesn’t mean she will let herself be harmed by those around her. This is one of the only times when she sees killing someone an option.

Bio/History: Rhiannon was born human to a woman who could see the future and a man who had no abilities to speak of. During her 16th year of life she was attacked and changed into a vampire. She was left to die by her assailant who had also killed her parents. During this attack she had bitten the attacker ingesting some of his blood. After that she learned how to make all sorts of clothing and sold them. From there she learned of what she could do to help those who needed help. She sometimes gives away clothing while still keeping her rather dark shop open.

Other: She often buys bolts of cloth. When the mood suits her she weaves her own cloth.

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Name: Ryuna
Aliases: Ryu, Ri, Kitsune, Léigear
Title(s):
Role: Weapon
Moral Alignment: Neutral Good
Affiliations: Wardens
Hometown: New Eden
Relationships: With her master, Raakshdos
Titan

Race: Kitsune
Age: No one really knows.
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Omnisexual
Appearance/Forms:


Sword

The sword form is her most common form when around any one besides her master/welder. She can speak to him and only him in this form via a mental connection the pair hold. Her blue flames can engulf the blade of her form and even become part of her master’s own attacks.


The appearance of the blade is very large almost too large for any sensible person to carry. At a grand four feet from tip of the blade to the guard, the blade slowly gets wider the closer to the grip it gets. It is decorated in swirls of silver over a dark blue a furrow in the center of the blade from the hilt down till about half way.


Humanoid


Ryuna’s human form is quite simple. She is shorter than a lot of people around her if one doesn't include her ears into the measurement. 5'1" is how tall she is when measuring the top of her head. Including her ears she is a nice 5'6" and her tails are the half her height with the ability to move about like tentacles. She can speak to anyone and often seems to be a overly protective lover of her master. Her over all personality is quiet but clearly not afraid to state her mind. Though most can never figure out how the two know each other. She uses this form when her master isn’t allowed to have a weapon on his person for whatever reason. The kitsune adore being dressed in the finest clothing and jewelry she can find. She has white fox ears and tails in this form. Dual blue stripes -- thought to be birthmarks -- can be found on her ankles and wrists half encircling them. She has long black hair that she wears up in a ponytail most of the time. Her eyes are golden yellow.


In this form Ryuna can still fight and does so fairly well. She isn’t excellent with hand to hand combat as she is muchbetter at distance attacks using her fire. The kitsune has complete control over her fire but this doesn’t mean she doesn’t lose control. She often maintains control unless her master comes to harm.


Beast

Her final form is likely her most deadly when acting without her master. Should he ever fall unconscious this form is assumed instantly to protect him at all costs. The large nine tailed fox is easily the size of a large draft horse. This rounds our to be 6'3 at her shoulder alone. She isn’t afraid to devour anyone that tries to take her master. Blue dual stripes slash their way across her ankles and a few inches from the tips of her tails. The female tends to be rather unreasonable when in this form.

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Equipment: Has no equipment to speak of.


Combat Prowess: Mostly depends on what form she takes. Sword -- she realise on her master’s ability to handle her as a weapon. Humanoid -- Her magic is her strong suit --Close hand to hand combat isn’t something she excels at.


Spells/Powers: Can transform into one of three different forms. A large kitsune (nine-tailed fox), a human form with foxears and her nine tails, and a sword. (each form is described below. ) She can also weild her blue flames.



Weaknesses: Water


Personality: While in sword or human form Ryuna behaves the same. She tends to always be after her master’s happiness or his safety. She is quiet to nearly all other besides her master. With him she is talkative when needed and isn’t afraid to offer her thoughts. Her beast form is a quite a bit more primal.


Bio/History: Ryuna is a rather odd creature as her origin isn’t normal for many reasons. Firstly she doesn’t remember howshe came to be nor how she knows her master. In her mind they have always been together defending what he set themto. She knows that she is a kitsune. There for she has been around for a long time. As to how long anyone’s guess is as goodas her’s. The female doesn’t know how she became a weapon either. She promises herself she will remember one day.


Other: Most don’t know she is her master’s sword while in her humanoid form. For those that don't know or haven'tguessed what Ryuna is-- She is a nine tailed fox. She is based on the Japanese mythos of the kitsune that can change into a woman to lure men to their dooms.
 
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Name: Kestrel Bondivard
Aliases: Kest
Title(s):
Role:
Moral Alignment: Neutral
Affiliations:
Hometown: New Eden (Moved from Oblitus)
Relationships: Archer Bondivard (Younger twin brother. Deseased)
Race: Human
Subrace:
Age: 24 years
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Omnisexual
Appearance: After the death of his twin Kestrel as stopped taking care of his appearance. This had lead to his hair becoming long and his nice clothes being swapped out for simple clothes that are easy to fix.

Equipment: While hand to hand combat is a specialty the twins share only Kestrel is efficient with a weapon his choice of weapons are sicles. His skill with them is far from perfect but he uses them with a gentle ease that might leave some wary of him.

Combat Prowess: Kestrel is different from his brother in the simple regard that he isn’t as much of a bulldog. He doesn’t continually attack his prey till they are dead. He draws it out --circling the wounded like an opportunistic vulture-- till his prey drops from exhaustion. He may leave the victim there to bleed to death or perhaps survive to see him again in the field this is dependent on if the one he is fighting is one that harmed his brother.

Spells/Powers: He has no magic or powers.

Weaknesses: Magic is his biggest weakness but he tends to be less surprised by it than his twin. This preparedness is something that makes him adaptable but even this is very fallible.

Personality: Overall Kestrel is quiet and doesn’t care to be around others besides his brother. But even his brother can get on is nerves. When that happens he shows him how annoying he has become by beating the crap out of him though it doesn’t usually come to this these days. Kestrel is rather gentle to those he views as weaker than himself.

Bio/History: Archer and Kestrel were born into a war like tribe that lived deep in the woods of Oblitus. Their mother had been a kidnapped slave who killed herself after giving birth to the twins. Their father seemed please with this as he deemed them to be demons in mortal flesh. Their father raised them with little love and the hard truth that the only way to survive was to destroy one’s enemies.

The twins grew up fighting for everything they got. They worked together which made them stronger than their clan members who stuck to viewing everyone as their enemies. The pair eventually left which no one challenged. It seemed to be for the best.

During a battle at the palace in which the hierarchy was over thrown Archer was defeated and died in combat. This has left a deep emotional scar on his older twin. Kestrel only lives to fight now and wants nothing to do with anything else. He takes minimal care of himself at this point.


Other: Kestrel has nightmares that he sometimes see during the waking hours this is one of the reasons he doesn’t like to be close to other people.
 
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Name: Alora Ruger
Aliases: Al, Alor, Ruger, Rigger
Title(s): Rigger
Role: Rigger
Moral Alignment: Neutral Evil
Affiliations:
Hometown:
Relationships: With her rope.
Race: Daemon
Subrace: Siren
Age: 269 years
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Omnisexual
Appearance: Short choppy blue hair in the back with longer bits to the side of her face with bangs. Small barely noticeable black horns poke up through the mass. Her eyes are the same color as her hair -neon blue. She dresses in black shorts and a white button down shirt with a black vest over it. Sometimes she fancies a black slim tie. Knee high black boots are her normal choice of footwear. The daemon is always wearing black gloves.
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Equipment: Ropes, ropes and more ropes. It’s safe to say she doesn’t leave home without her ropes. Where she keeps them no one will know.

Combat Prowess: Feisty and easy to anger it’s safe to say she has a strong combat prowess.Alora tends to leave many of her victims bound in provocative ways. You might say it’s her way of showing them who’s boss.

Spells/Powers: She can conjure rope from the stalk piles she keeps in her room not to mention the ship is rigged with her own special rope that obeys her thoughts. This was a spell done by a guy she once had a fling with. Said male was never seen from again but she swears she didn’t kill him.

Weaknesses: Fire and having her rope cut. The later just seems to make the female slightly depressed as she begins the process of splicing the cut rope ends together. There are many other weaknesses but only the crew would know about them.

Personality: She’s a bit of a gambler who enjoys poker and black jack. Cheerful mostly she tends to get somber when it comes to all things involving rope. Ask her for a knot of any sort and she can tell you about it.

Bio/History: What sort of things would someone consider history? Alora can tell you many random facts but actually cares little about keeping track of her own history. She grew up in the mainland by the ocean. Her father was a fisherman who sailed his own small boat. It was on that boat she learned about sailing and knots. Her father was her dearest person to be around. He left port on morning and never returned. Sometime later his boat washed ashore with him missing. After that she sought to leave the town and found herself drawn to the sea.

Other: She can be quite lewd without trying.
 
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Aliases: Eirik, The Crow
Title(s):
Role:
Moral Alignment: Neutral
Affiliations:
Hometown: The Northern Lands
Relationships:
Race: Daemon
Subrace: Jotun
Age: 126 years
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Omnisexual
Appearance: Shoulder length black hair, black horn which add three inches to his over all height of 6’2”. He dresses in fur robes and is decorated everywhere by some bit of jewelry constructed from gold and precious gems that he found in the depths of the mountains that divide the northern icelands from the rest of the world. He is somewhat feminine in appearance while still managing to come across as a powerful male. His eyes are completely red the pupils black while the irises are just a shade darker than the rest of the eye. His skin is and off blue-ash color decorated by scars that form patterns on his body.

Equipment: He tends to carry a pair of curving blades which he can fight with quite well. The blades are called sickles with handles constructed from iron wood and decorated with gold and gems. He can use minor healing potions and any form of earth to construct a weapon.

Combat Prowess: He tends to be very calm no matter the situation and can’t help but view others as weaker or lacking in someway. Eirik feels that it is his job to be the ‘bigger person’ and walk away. He often does this unless someone tries to attack him. When pushed he will fight back with a vengeance aiming to kill the other no matter what.

Spells/Powers: Eirik has the ability to manipulate earth. He often does this with little thought as he was raised that it was a gift from the goddess to be able to do what he can.

Weaknesses: As any being he can be killed and over powered by shear force. He is the type that finds he can’t harm children. In his eyes the are innocent. This tends to carry over to those that merely appear childlike.

Personality: He is kind and somewhat druid-like in his desire to simply live in peace despite others not leaving him be. Currently he simply is looking for a place to belong. Eirik is overly kind to the young and somewhat rough with adults. In his mind adults have made the choices in their lives that have lead them to today, while many children have not.

Bio/History: He hails from the far north and was told to never return after he became of age at 13 years. He wondered around in the high mountains for a hundred years or so before he decided to see the rest of the world. Eirik is looking for a place to belong despite many beings running away or trying to kill him upon first sight.
 
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Name:
Admiral Blake “Black Rain” Martell
Aliases: Admiral, Martell, Sir, Black Rain, rarely Blake
Title(s): Admiral of The New Eden Fleet
Role: Hardass to his lessers, Father to his daughter and protector of order.
Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Affiliations: New Eden Navy
Hometown: New Eden
Relationships: Mireia Martell (daughter)
Race: Human
Age: 49 years
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Appearance: The Admiral is a man that many look up to partially due to his status but also due to his grand height of 6’2”. He maybe getting up there in age but he isn’t showing it really due to his active lifestyle. His overall weight is around 185 lbs. His once dark black hair has turned white due to years in the sun and his age. His blue eyes tend to be cold and knifing to all but his beloved child.

Equipment: His equipment is extensive. Over his long years while striving he picked up how to use swords, guns and all equipment in his fleet. As a man of action he can perform every task that any specialized sailor can do if not just as well. His personal equipment consist of a saber called “Lady”. He keeps this blade at his side at all times. Even when he goes to sleep it is tucked under his pillow against the headboard. He refuses to wear armor.

Combat Prowess: His nickname came from his combat prowess. He is quite the strategist and is relentless. Though many wouldn’t guess it he does realize that there are always new things for him to learn about. This realization keeps him able to learn new things from the incoming officers.

Spells/Powers: He has no known powers at the moment.

Weaknesses: He claims that inactivity is his worst enemy and hates being sick or locked up. He has the same limitations as any human.

Personality: He is very active and seemingly always on the move no matter what. He has a deep love for his daughter that he considers a weakness that is worth any pain it causes him. The Admiral is considered a very harsh man among his men but they respect him deeply. They have seen him be a man of action going as far as dragging wounded from the waters and taking of the enemy face to face. His wife is a sore topic, it always ends sourly for anyone who bring her up thoughtlessly or otherwise. He claims he will never love another as he did her. Only his daughter knowns this thought though.

Bio/History: Blake Martell was born to rather wealthy parents. His father before him was a successful general in the navy before it was much of a navy. He demanded the best from his one and only son. This often led to the boy being treated harshly by his father. His mother often comforted him but died when he was young. To escape the pain he dove into his studies at the Naval Academy. In little time he was at the top of his class. By the time he graduated at the age of 16 he was not only an Officer but a Lieutenant.

His talents were quickly noticed by the Admiral James S. Connor, who took the man out of his position and began grooming him to be his successor. While under the Admiral’s care he quickly learned it was better to be silent and to observe all around him. Any one could be an enemy. Six years with at the man’s side would see to Blake becoming one of the most respected men in the Navy. He was introduced to Annabella Connor the daughter of the Admiral. They fell in love and were married a year later. In which his wife was with child. Who came to be known as Mireia Martell. His wife passed in childbirth. The beloved father of his wife passed four years later. The two men had grown even closer after Annabella’s passing. Admiral Connor’s wife had little to do with the family.

His daughter being the light in his life he aimed to spoil her and give her everything she could possibly want. He even went as far as getting her a perfect match to a man. Martell knows nothing about the disagreements the married couple had. Upon returning to the estate one day he found out that his daughter had been taken. His actions would have surprised everyone who knew him but any father would have understood. He slayed the coward of a man his daughter had been married to. Now he seeks a means of getting his beloved child back no matter the cost to himself.
 
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Name: Igneous Droth
Alises:
Age: Thinks it’s of little importance
Sex: Male
Race: Fae
Subrace: Fire Fairy

Appearance: He has short black hair with a well trimmed beard. His eyes are possibly the most notable thing about his overall appearance. They looked like they eyes of some great beast. Golden irises edged in fiery red and black corneas. He dresses in a sleeveless shirt with jeans and a sleeveless long coat with a hood he pulls up over his head most of the time. His body is decorated in tattoos from neck to his hips on both his back and his chest.

Bio: (Is still in the wip stages) No one really knows where the male came from not even he does. Not that he really cares. He has always been distant from the factions of the fairy world despite feeling closer to the moon faction.

Personality: Igneous has seen many things change about the mortal world. Throughout the years he has found himself on the rather unique side of things, or at least that is how he sees it. After all good is a matter of opinion and nothing more.

He often criticizes the Seelie Fae for being so prudish and all about things being proper. He sees the world as something to be taken in and devoured slowly. Some part of him enjoys the differences between himself and them. It is a never ending fascination.

As for daemons, he has a certain level of respect for. They accept the darker sides of nature. After all not everything can be a garden of Eden. Not even the great garden that was the well of life for them all could hide the fact that the lion needed to eat the lamb sometimes. Chaos was just a spoke in the spinning wheel that spun the strings of fate.

As for the humans, he is excited by the fear he smells from them. Those that don’t fear him confuse the male slightly. How can they not fear that which haunts the darkest shadows of their minds and reality?

Shapeshifters are even often welcomed when he goes hunting for the pleasure of taking life and devouring.. They speak a bit more to his nature as they don’t try to hide who they are. Many are simply hunters that seek to make it another day in this world that would just as soon turn them into the prey.

Likes: Watching people scream in terror then run away only to pass out or beg for their lives when they realize there is no escape from him. Whiskey.

Dislikes: Humans. Mostly at least. A few seem worth watching. Weak beings. Cold water.

Equipment: He carries a set of daggers at the small of his back made from blackened steel that he can channel his fire magic into.

Powers/Magic: Igneous has many abilities but none stand out more than his ability to breath fire and work it into any weapon desired.With Fire being his element of choice he can cast any spell involving fire. Other talents the male has pertain to being simply who he is and his standing.. He can influence someone to be terrified by him.

Abilities: He can often tell emotions by the scent of a person. His nose is extremely sensitive. His sight very sharp. He hides his wings most of the time and prefers to keep it that way. Igneous can fly quite well despite preferring to have his boots solid on the ground. His strength tends to be moderate- crushing a skull isn't out of the question but he couldn't break a tree in half without the add of his magic. His movements are quick and can be dizzying to a human but others can likely keep up with him easily enough. His over all body temperature tends to be around 110 degrees Fahrenheit. It is possible for him to adjust this with the use of his magic. The point where his body stops being able to handle the heat is around 260 degrees Fahrenheit.
 
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Name: Ryota
Aliases: Ryo, Inugami, Hell Hound.
Title(s): Hell Hound of Oblitus
Role:
Moral Alignment: Neutral Good
Affiliations:N/A
Hometown: Oblitus
Relationships: Georoth
Race: Daemon
Subrace: Hell Hound
Age: 442
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation:Homosexual
Appearance: Tall dark and handsome while in his disguise as a normal human. His hair his choppy and covers a bit of his face. He has bright brown eyes that show a lot emotion. He dresses in simple dark green yukata(shirt) with black hakama (pants) and a black pair of tall geta(sandals.)

Ryota’s actual appearance is a bit more of a mystery. Hardly anyone has seen it and when they do they never live to tell the tell.
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Equipment: He carries a Khakkhara without any rings hanging from the main structure. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Khakkhara

Combat Prowess: He is usually playful and doesn’t care to fight as much as some might be lead to think. When provoked he becomes rather deadly to those he aims to kill.

Spells/Powers: He can conjure fire to light the path for himself or for others. This power is known as the Will-o-wisp. He uses glamour to hide his true identity and form from the world around him. His fire can be used as a weapon but isn’t as hot as most flames.

Weaknesses: Having his lover, Geo, harmed in any way will harm him but quickly lead to whoever hurt him being brought to a bloody end. He tends be wary of people who have dogs.

Personality: Ryota is a very simple person. He is easy to understand and even to get along with. He is boisterous and adores Georoth who he calls his ‘little gem’. Harming him is a mistake. He likes cats and often mentions that he should have been a cat. He really enjoys food. Due to this he cooks every time he gets a chance.

Bio/History: The Hell Hound is a race of daemon that are going extinct. There are only a handful of them left. Despite this he left his pack at an early age to see the world they seemed to shy from. Upon leaving he quickly realized that people feared his kind deeply and quickly learned to cloak himself in glamour. To further make himself look friendlier he became monk-like.

After traveling around for many years he met a man that changed how he viewed the world. In no time he took up taking care of him and seeing to his needs and wants. That man came to be known as his little gem.
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