Separate names with a comma.
Discussion in 'THREAD ARCHIVES' started by Delnoir, Nov 26, 2009.
*pops in* In a bit... a Scooby Sheet is going up ( and one of my OC... probably Jesse will be up)
Syth is the capital city of the lands of Eversyth, home to the elves known as the Naveri within the First Era. It is the central hub for all things magical within the Allied Kingdoms, and every caster is welcome in Syth's grand and ancient halls. The most prestigious magical school is located in Syth, simply called the Academy of Magic. Towards the end of the First Era and into the Second Era, Naveri shared Eversyth with the Sur and Vuaturi elves.
Northern Eversyth borders a Neutral Land where the Dragon Wardens presided in most of the late First Era. After the Divide and on into the Second Era, Northern Eversyth borders Thallas and Edros. It is mostly divided from Edros by the ever expanding Twisted Woods.
To the East is Thallas, and to the West is Edros. Southern Eversyth carries part of the Cliffs of Anova along the Glassy Sea, though the River Hemnen marks the end of these beautiful cliffs.
Eversyth is rightly known for having some of the most beautiful landscapes in the Allied Kingdoms, and arguably the whole of the Northlyn Continent. Emalnahar, a Sur settlement established after the Divide just before the Second Era, rests within the Pillars; small jutting cliffs that tower above the bioluminescent treeline.
Chaos is trying too hard.
Christian’s expression did not change or waver. His decision was final and if it meant being injected with some weird serum, well, he would just have to deal with it. There was no point in asking any further questions than this. If this is how he could reunite his family, then he would do it. He did not move as Cal circled him, nor did he even turn his head to watch the man. When he was told to present his arm, he did so as told, turning in Cal’s direction and lifting his arm for Cal to do what he would.
Unlike his sister, Christian had no problems with or fears of needles. It was one of Tyler’s weaknesses, but not his. So he watched the needle pierce his skin and the strangely glowing blue serum empty from the syringe. He watched Cal as Cal watched him, wondering why they were just staring at each other for a long time. Cal gave him space and it made him wonder if he expected the new recruit to vomit or something. Should this stuff make him want to vomit? He felt fine for now, though the suddenly sweet smell of grass and rain washed over him and through the room. It smelled nice and calming and he took a moment to inhale in the scent.
The thing to pull him out of the relaxing moment was the feeling of water dripping from his nose. The man lifted a hand to wipe the water away from his face only to have his whole forearm come away coated in it. Was he… sweating? Profusely? Yes, yes he was. He wiped the water from his face again, staring down at the liquid on his arm, which then began to absorb into his skin like rain would absorb into dirt. Instead of beading off of him, the water just absorbed right back into him. If he left it where it was, it would do the same. “What…?” He murmured to himself, using his hand to wipe away more sweat only to watch it soak back into his palms and fingers. "What is this?" It looked like sweat and felt like it but it came with an overwhelming aroma of fresh rain.
He stumbled back a few feet, starting to feel very dry until his body reabsorbed the water it was letting go. Man, he could use some water about now; this felt so strange. It took a few minutes for the oddly intense sweating to desist, his skin soaking in what it had lost; but his hands were shaking slightly as if a sugar crash was coming on. The young man leaned against a wall, trying to ride out the sensation while it lasted and wondering if his sister had gone through this as well.
“Did… Tyler. Did you give her this stuff?” He asked, turning his gaze on Cal. “Did she take this, too?”
"The Broken One"
Warrior (uses a scyth)
Has none/ hired thug
Doesn't belong to one
He lacks a moral compass, due to this he is a cruel, sick twisted person. He's energetic and is deemed crazy by any who survive meeting him and loves nothing more than fight strong opponents. He wants desperately to find and fight the strongest opponent, Jax Milford...
Has no family or friends, and only respects/ loves the strong
Will was born into a rich, nobel family however, due to the preminitions of holy men, his parents dumped him in a ditch at the mere age of 4. The holy men sensed great evil within him, and feared what would happen if he grew up evil and to inherit his parents power.
Unknown to them, will survived the fall however hit his head in the process, which in turn broke him and furfilled the holy men's fears. He spent a month living in the wild eating animals like a beast before finally being saved or more like kidnapped by a gang of bandits. For years they kept will as a toy to use for their own desires as well as a slave to kill for them.
But one night he finally snapped and went and killed every living person in the camp, young, old, male or female. After that he traveled the lands fighting and killing.
HEAVY'S HEARTFELT FRIENDSHIP TOUCHES MY CORAZON