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parkpyro
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Rakoors where a powerful race of humans, bread for the heat of battle and the blood of war. Due to their intense physic they could easily out do any normal man in both hand to hand and weapon skills. They were feared by many as the 'ultimate fighting breed'. But that was many years ago, they are now just a memory in the heads of kings and peasants.
The last Rakoor lives on his knees like everyone else around him. The dirtied clothes lie, tattered, on his body. The skin on his neck, wrists and ankles is blistered by the cold rubbing of the shackles. His unwashed dark hair droops over his eyes. His only distinctive feature is his crimson eyes, that have been bandaged up so he can't see, and so his eyes can not be seen (he looks like this http://www.pics4world.com/vb/imgcache/2/3872showing.jpg but more worn out and in prison clothes since he is a slave)
like usual the cart holding all the slaves, including the boy, is being driven to the next nobles estate. the cart stops abruptly and some of the slaves are ushered out, standing on the gravely dirt the boy cannot see who the possible buyers are. He just stands awaiting a voice...
(if u are willing to join please give a short description or picture of your character)
(due to resent events i have decided that the cap on the amount of characters one person can have will be 3, this does not include them playing the role of an NPC for a short time)
The last Rakoor lives on his knees like everyone else around him. The dirtied clothes lie, tattered, on his body. The skin on his neck, wrists and ankles is blistered by the cold rubbing of the shackles. His unwashed dark hair droops over his eyes. His only distinctive feature is his crimson eyes, that have been bandaged up so he can't see, and so his eyes can not be seen (he looks like this http://www.pics4world.com/vb/imgcache/2/3872showing.jpg but more worn out and in prison clothes since he is a slave)
like usual the cart holding all the slaves, including the boy, is being driven to the next nobles estate. the cart stops abruptly and some of the slaves are ushered out, standing on the gravely dirt the boy cannot see who the possible buyers are. He just stands awaiting a voice...
(if u are willing to join please give a short description or picture of your character)
(due to resent events i have decided that the cap on the amount of characters one person can have will be 3, this does not include them playing the role of an NPC for a short time)
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