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(I Will put more up when I can...)
LOTR Chars:
Name- Onónion
Translation(meaning)- Twin
Race: Elf (Falathrim)
Birth Year-SA 4094
Skills- Sailing(he has lived by the sea all his life(PS. I am not quite sure if they used any other ships besides to sail to the undying lands, but the falathrim at least lived by the ocean)), Handling his spear, herbology and hunting, tracking all that.
Hair- Long dark brown part of his back hair his usually ponytailed somehow.
Eyes- Greyish
Face- Sharp Figures reminds his father with few characteristics from his mother such as his hair colour
Lineage-
Mother- Aeariel
Father- Lancaeron
Siblings- None alive, but he had a sister whom die was taken from him early on.
Married?- No
Children?- No
Weapons- A Mithril spear with two smaller blades sticking out of the original one, A normal sword on his belt and a sling on his belt with some rocks with him.(many think that his ways of fighting are rather barbaric compared to other elves)
Animals- A white horse
Basic clothing- A grey tunic and some other clothing, rarely anything formal and he always carries a silver pendant around his neck. He also wears a dark green cape at all times, which has a hood to cover his face.
Battle- Over his normal clothing he has a long and agile leather armour with some metal rings attached to it to make it sturdier from some parts of the armour, but not that it would look bad.
History- Onònion was born to a wealthy family among the Falathrim elves, his father served their leaders and finally Onònion began himself serving them, in the war of the ring he fought alongside with some dunedain that had been in Aranor. After the war he returned to his lord and master Círdan the Shipwright of the grey heavens, after weeks they both stood looking as the ship of the ring bearer left towards Valinor and Cirdan decided soon to let Onònion go as he pleased since the time of the elves was over.
Onònion first refused the idea, but then began planning new ideas where he could go since he had spent his whole life on the coast really except for the war of the ring. He met up with some dunedain and joined them to travel not to mention help where ever he could.
Dragonlance Chars:
Name: Edwin (second name unknown)
Race: Human
Age: 29
Profession: Red/Neutral Mage
Appreance: Quite thin and sharp formed person, black long hair that reaches his shoulders, a beard(not long) and long mustache, that are wrapped up(or something like that...) , grey eyes, very long and useful hands when it comes to spell casting.
Ablities: all the basics of magic and few other spells, very average mage, but has also a dark side because he has learned necromancy and is able to use few spell from that side, but mostly embrases his neutrality.
Equipment: Red Robe, wooden staff, that has a small Raven figure on top of it and it has a small crystal in it`s claws. a brown leather belt with many bags on it for his magic ingredients and brown leather boots. A red covered book with grey text or some sort.
History: Born into a ordinary merchant family, that travelled the world selling goods and his father was a mage, that had taken the test, but never wanted to become powerful. Edwin learned from his father and his father was more than happy, that Edwin was ready for the test as a 24 year old man. His mother was against it and begged Edwin not to do it, but Edwin had a curiosity for everything new and he took the test, which left him with few scars and horrors, but he had survived it quite well. He lived with his parents for the next 2 year, but then departed to the highest tower of magic to learn more from a master. After 3 years of studying he left the tower for his own quests of knowledge and power...
POTC Chars:
Name: Christopher Blake
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Occupation: Pirate
Appearance: long black hair with brownish touch, a scared face, quite thin body
Clothing/equipment: brown pants, a white dirty shirt an infamous red coat on it, an eye patch, a black bandanna wrapped around his head and a hat with a small black feather on it. He has a sword on his belt and two small guns/muskets...
Background: born in the caribean to an normal fisher man family until he was captured by pirates and in time became one of them on a ship named the bloody top. Since then he has been pirating until the british navy sank the bloody top and almost caught him, but he got away and killed a british officer whose coat he still wears. He has been hiding for a new chance and a new crew...
Personality: Very quiet and relax, but when needed he speeks and acts as he should, but is very greedy and backstabbing sometimes, but can be very friendly when someone earns his trust.
Forgotten Realms Chars:
Name: Xarw
Gender: Male
Age: appears around 20
Race: Drow
Occupation: A spy & assasin in the Bregan D'aerthe
Family: An orphan
Mother & The Rest - ???
Appearance: Has a slim and thin appreance, but is very agile and handles his rapier well. Wears black clothing with a hood on his normal clothes and a dark studded leather armour covering his clothes.
Equipment: An adamantite rapier, few daggers as a last chance weapon, but usually favours a crossbow that commonly drows use.
Personality: Cunning, quiet and very observing before taking an act. Xarw usually laughs at the troubles of others and only cares for his own troubes unless he has been ordered to do otherwise...
History: He was born into a slum area so to speak in Menzoberran, but he was never looked after by his mother or father, oddly he survived his childhood and stole a weapon to practise his skills because he knew that like many orphans that might have get killed by someone`s stupid idea he had to defend himself. Later as he was becoming a man he began hanging out with criminals and soon joining their leagues he was lead to Bregan D`aerthe to be a spy, but more importantly an assasin...
Other Fantasy Chars:
Name: Ladeos
Race: A Black Dragon
Age: 1, 153
Weapon: His magic and then his natural being...
Appearence: As a human he wears black clothing and has black hair, normal human or elvish skin(whichever he decides to be, but mostly prefers an dark elf) and green eyes.
History: Was born somewhere deep within the western most mountains of the world, in the beginning showed to be one most weakest of his siblings, which evidently lead to losing his mothers favour.
At a young age Ladeos was brave when it came to magic and very succesful, which re-earned his acceptful position among his siblings, but Ladeos was actually the first one to be born and seemed far more mature than the others and left the cave to find his own. Ladeoa dreamed of magical treasures and how he would capture them, at the age of 800 Ladeos had foumd a cave and began learning more of the mages ways by studying books from cities he had visited.
After few years he left his own cave to locate mages and their treasures and after 353 years he had gathered only, but a comforting treasure, which was not enough and it was getting harder since after mages began to be more prepared for him, not to mention every day Ladeos fears that the mages would come for him with united forces. He slightly blames himself that he might have only made his trips only one per years or less...
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Name: Armansûl
Age: Unknown
Race: Human/Lich
Appreance: His flesh has a slight green on it and it looks diseased, he has green eyes with a small glow in them and his hair long and grey that reach his shoulders, but they are usually within his hood.
Equipment: Cloths himself in black and wears his tight hood on at all times, he has a scraf in front of his mouth only showing his eyes and their surroundings from the cover of the hood. Has a staff with a crystal on top of ot held by 4 small things that remind of roots and has a dagger on his belt, the dagger is almost like a short sword and has a red ruby on the handle.
Skills/ History: Once in life he was a powerful sorcerer, but he began studying the black arts and was seen as a threat by many mages, he was defeated with the help of many mages, but what they couldn`t predict was that he continued living a cursed life later on since they had kept his body intact and his magical powers were still strong in him. Arman(as he is always called) wasn`t rash and never wanted to choose that path of revenge so he hid away into the forests of the world disappearing to study and develop his skills of nercomancy....
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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!
Last edited by Curunìr on March 13th, 2006, 2:46 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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