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She's beautiful, and accepted! Adding her now to the character list.
 
Name: Ruric Fatima
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Species: Elf
Physical Description: 7' 1". Pure Elven Linage. Very Pale skin. Light blue eyes. Dark upper back length hair. Slender, But Muscular.
Personality: People often take him the wrong way, Because he is overly honest, because of his Elven culture. Highly intelligent. Quit, so people often think he is not very smart. He has a very sarcastic sense of humor. He is a lone tracker and warrior, so he is awkward around people. He is also very mysterious, and often wont give people straight answers.
Bio/History: The younger half-brother of Brunhilda. They share the same mother, but have different fathers. My father is the Elven clan leader. At a very young age chosen to be one of the elite few called; Elven warriors. Having been trained with the Staff, Tracking, Hunting, and Knife. Ruric is very deadly opponent. Now on a quest to find Brunhilda, and bring her back to the Elven homeland.
Other details: Carries a staff, and hunting knife. Flip.
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Hmm.... All that waiting and someone cuts in line. Some of us live in different time zones so we may reply at very unorthodox times. Waiting for those of us to reply or simply giving us a heads up to check if we are able to reply would have been more respectful to those who have been waiting patiently. Not simply wait a few hours before coming to a conclusion that we are allowing you to cut in line. Some of us have waited days to rely, you know?! Oh Well.
 
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And For my Second character, I present...

Name: Reaper [THE Reaper]
Age: 22 [Scaling with Arianna's age, and whoever comes after her]
Gender: Male
Species: Reaper
Physical Description: A skeletal form in a white robe. His back has a pair of skeletal wings that allow him to fly [even though physics would say no, yay magic]
Personality: Dark, and relatively uncaring for the living. However, he is unbelievably loyal [at least in this generation of him] and wishes the law to be followed to a very harsh standard. He doesn't tolerate breaking the law, however, he doesn't care if those in the living world die, as that just adds to his kingdom.
Bio/History: The Reaper, the incarnation of Death itself, his soul "recycles" with the strongest or greatest ruler of the current world [in this case, Arianna] I guess you could say his soul flips on it's head whenever a new ruler comes in.


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Name: Raikov though it's not his birth name it's just a name that he gave to himself.

Age: Around 73 years old but is rumored to be immortal.

Gender: Male

Species: Kiger Mustang

Personality: Raikov is rather aggressive and stubborn, but is very brave he's barely scared by anything well try not to appear scared anyway, he's also has a rather big distrust for anything that walks on two legs mostly humans elve's dwarves etc especially humans since he see's them riding around horses and making them do work that they don't want to do. He also likes to flirt with mares and try to impress them but luckily he doesn't do this very often. (I'd prefer if i rp out the rest of his personality)

Bio/History: (this is going to have some greek/roman mythology in it so bare with me here :p)
His past isn't very well known he rarely talks about his parents and age and how he's waaay older than any other horse in his herd but there some rumors among his herd.

He may be one of Pegasus's sons but was born on earth on a open field and was also born without wings, Raiden never denied this rumor but never said it with true either.
(His backstory will develop more throughout the rp c: )

Other details:

-Since he has a distrust of anything that walks on two legs he will not at all let them ride him unless they can gain his trust. But if they try to ride him anyway he will buck you off his back then spit at you in the face and then tell you you cannot ride him unless you gain his trust if you keep trying and trying over and over again. He roll onto his back a stunt like this can crush and possibly even kill a normal human being and take this as a attempt to kill you luckily he rarely if ever do this anymore. Unless of course you're an enemy of his and happen to get on his back.

-He can talk, read and basically understand others if they speak english but since he's rarely around kingdoms and humans in general he may have broken english and may not understand some words.

-His brothers, Sisters and maybe even his father may visit him in roleplay but as NPC's of course.

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Also sorry if my grammar was bad english isn't my first language and i'm still not that good at it.
 
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Nocturne and Resolver, you both missed a detail in your posts :) Take another quick look through the rules
 
Name: Arcturus or Arc


Age: Unknown

Gender: Male (Preferred form)

Species: Unknown

Physical Description: Arc is a shifter, meaning he can shift forms. His favorite form is a Male Elven youth of about 15 with brown hair and neon-green eyes. He wears a black cloak with a blood red inside with a hood. He also wears a blue shirt and black pants. He is small in size, making him agile. He is acrobatic as well. He doesn't have much muscle and prefers to fight with a dagger.

Personality: He is carefree and friendly. For the few friends he has, he is very protective. He is cunning and likes to plan, instead of rushing in.

Bio/History: He woke up in a glade, surrounded by tall grass. He was alone and without any idea of who or where he was. He tried to stand up, but he collapsed, unsteady on his feet. For hours, he taught himself how to walk and run. For years after, he learned what plants were edible and which were deadly. He climbed trees, made shelter, hunted, and explored. One day, as he was tending the leg of a young injured deer, he felt heat and turned to see smoke rising from the forest. Curious, he finished with the deer and ran to see where the smoke was coming from. He saw the fire, the blackened corpses of plants and animals, and he ran. He ran for many hours. Out of the forest and through a small town. He ran until he collapsed in the middle of a field. When he awoke, he was in a warm room covered by a soft blanket. A young girl sat nearby, watching him. She gasped when she saw him awake and ran for her father. The man started talking, the words incomprehensible to him. He spent a large portion of his life there, learning to speak and to work. His life went on like this for a long time, until the King's Knights came. They took all able men in the village to work for the King. When a band of nearby raiders learned of this, they attacked, killing everyone and taking everything. They set fire to the houses and market. He stood there frozen, the memory of the day years before replaying in his mind. Then he saw the raiders take the girl. They began to shove her around and slice her clothes. A veil of red covered his vision, his body acting on impulse. When he regained control, he was standing amidst a field of red. Bodies littered the roads, whether they were raiders or villagers, he could not tell. He looked up and saw the girl, staring at him in fear. He looked down at the blood his reflection staring back at him. At least, that's what he should have seen. Instead, the face of a wolf, the kind found in his old forest home, stared back at him. He took a moment to register this fact, then looked up at the girl again. "What happened? Why are there so many dead bodies?" He asked the girl. She stared at him, he could see the horror in her eyes. Slowly she replied, "Demon... You're a demon!" With this, she took off running. Her feet left bloody footprints in the ground, which he followed. Even when the footsteps disappeared, he still walked. He walked until his feet were scratched and bloody. He found a pond and drank deeply from it, quenching his overwhelming thirst. When he pulled back, again he saw the wolf, water dripping from its muzzle. Then he looked at himself. He was on four legs and covered with fur. Then came the realization of all that had happened. HE had killed everyone. HE was the demon. He broke down, crying from the realization. He cried himself to sleep by the pond, where he remained for several days, waiting for himself to change back. A priest found him there. The priest took him in and cared for him. When he finally spoke, he told the priest, whose name he learned was Thomas, what had happened. Thomas sat and listened, unsurprised by the talking wolf before him. Thomas told him the story of ancient nature mages, the Plant Mages, the Animal Mages, the Elemantal Mages and, finally, the Shifters. The Shifter were capable of changing their bodies to that of any living being. He trained with Thomas, learning to master his power. Before he could master his power, Thomas was struck ill. He was very old by this time and close to death anyways. Thomas died within days, he was distraught over his mentor's death and left his home. He wandered for a long time, working for food and shelter, before finding his way to the Kingdom of Astaeron, where he planned to make a new life for himself.

Other details: He shifts his molecular structure to morph into any organism. When he comes into contact with an organism, his body absorbs a small amount of DNA and stores it for later use. The transformation takes 3 seconds to finish.

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Name
Aiden Edmund Mercer
Age
20 Years
Gender
Male
Species
Human
Physical Description
Aiden is a slender and tall man whom stands at about a height of 5'8; however, this does not mean he isn't strong. Beneath his clothes you will find a well muscled body. Besides this, the twenty year old is adorned with pale, soft skin and blonde hair which is lighter in hue; It almost always sweeps in front of his face, covering his left eye. A murky green gaze accents his defined face rather nicely, and soft, powdery pink lips give him an innocent and sweet impression- it only helps that he usually wears a genuine smile about his strong jaws. Aiden is a man who is almost always walking with an unintended, yet natural, seamless confidence that makes him out to be cunning and formal, as well as intelligent and well mannered. A light in those green depths of his eyes indicate he's someone who has most likely been through hell and back. It is usually respected, if not, interesting, at least.
Personality
Aiden is a quiet man with a calm and collected disposition. Although he may be soft-spoken, he can overcome that weakness during a debate or intense conversation- he will always speak up for his beliefs. Calling him serious would be an understatement; he practically never sees humor in anything and will be caught contemplating life issues more often than not. It isn't that he's mean-spirited or awfully dull, it is mainly due to the fact that while this man puts on a happy facade as his emotional state, he's really been through a lot. It is, really, quite sad to know that he is only twenty years of age and already has the mindset of someone much older- he has seen events that are hard to erase from the mind. Never does he allow others to see how alone he feels, though. He remains resilient both mentally and physically, strong for those who need it. Respectful and clever, her can give advice where many cannot.
History
Aiden's family has all but been destroyed- he has one relative left, and that is his brother, Alexander Mercer; his whereabouts are unbeknownst to Aiden, though. When the twenty year old was but a wee child, he lived in a forest far from the Kingdom of Astaeron. He was born in a cozy log cabin where he resided until he was twelve years of age- that comfortable and loving life was cut short due to bandits whom not only robbed his parents, but murdered them brutally in front of their children for their own sick humor. Alexander had urged his younger sibling from his frozen state and the two brothers ran for their life; during the chase, they were split up and never saw a trace of each other since. It is unknown if Alex made it alive, but Aiden still searches for him. However, his journey has come to a rest in the Kingdom of Astaeron where he patiently awaits the day they may possibly reunite.
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You're both accepted!!
 
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Hmm.... All that waiting and someone cuts in line. Some of us live in different time zones so we may reply at very unorthodox times. Waiting for those of us to reply or simply giving us a heads up to check if we are able to reply would have been more respectful to those who have been waiting patiently. Not simply wait a few hours before coming to a conclusion that we are allowing you to cut in line. Some of us have waited days to rely, you know?! Oh Well.
What do you mean?
 
What do you mean?
That was intended as an OOC comment unrelated to the sign-ups. It should have been made in private or in the OOC thread. Don't worry, it has nothing to do with you.
 
Guessing we just join whenever. I'll figure out how I want to have Arc put in right now.