BTW, Kyn do not turn humans by biting, but by mixing their blood with a human's

Fangs are retractable, so they look like normal humans.

and by the look of this, my character will be the only Templar Knight, the others are all newly turned... anyone else willing? they should be about 700 years old.

and about 3 Bretheren are needed, they're gonna be the top plotters of the order, the rest of Bretheren are playable by anyone.

Also, Eruraina? Jasmine scent has been taken. please choose another one.

Titania? Since you chose that ability (kill by touch) and if no one else pickes the talent of kill or manipulate by voice, your character will be the High Lord. (basically overlord and protector of the Kyn, so please make your character age around 700 something, but they still look young.
and i hav esomethign else to say... but i forgot

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okay... you know... a cue for you... all of them say they look 20-30 years old... and that's not nessesarilly their age... and I'll change the sent... *thinks hard*

Hm... to me... the smell of horse is a wonderful smell! Not of horse manure, but the horse it's self! so... is that alright? And I'm actually putting the age on my Kyn...

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smells of horse?... don't know what that smells like but i'll put that if you want.

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cool!!

NEW,NEW BIO:

Name: Bella
Gender: female
Age: 712 ((looks around 27))
Race:Kyn
Appearance: long black hair,purplish-black eyes, tall skinny
Personality: mysterious,unknown,
History: none
Talent: Ability to kill by touch
Scent: Dragon's blood incense
Weapons: longsword, with a 9 caliber
Other: is the High Lord and the protector of the Kyn

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Yay! It's a wonderful smell that's hard to describe... a homely smell... though, I guess mainly horse-lovers would think it's nice... but hey, I've been horse-obsiessed since I was 3!

You know... I'm changing to honey suckle! anyway... I'll just keep editing my bio post... till it's right! lol!

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okay!
WHEW! lol
okay, since i'm obviously not all powerful, if i have missed anythign please tell me. and I'll start the post probably tomorrow morning of afternoon, but I'll definately try to get it in before the end of tomorrow.

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(Ok, I'm going to change that David accidentally injected himself with a syringe that contained Kyn blood. The only other way I could think how it could happen is that they were both injecting drugs with the same needle.)

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I was cured all right.

Name: Thomas Raith
Gender: Male
Age: Thomas's physical appearance makes him out to be around his late twenties, but he is really 785
Race: Kyn
Appearance: Slightly shy of six feet tall, Thomas is slim and looks like he is made out of whipcord and steel cable. His eyes are a thundercloud grey and he has shoulder length dark hair, which he sometimes ties up in a bandana but somehow always manages to make it look stylish. His clothes always flatter his body and he usually dresses to impress (or shock, which ever one is fine with him )
Personality: (Ummm.....I'll develop it as I go.)
History: He never, ever speaks of his past that is more than a hundred years ago, although most of the older Kyn know it (although they don't speak about it out of courtesy to Thomas). Recently, he has become an exceptional scout/spy for the Kyn and his weapons are tailored to suit those needs. One of the main things that is know about Thomas is he loves tinkering with human technology, especially all manner of weapons (he has a huge arsenal of firearms in a room in the castle, but would never consider using them unless the castle came under siege itself; then, he wouldn't hesitate (anyone can access the room)). He his also a know martial arts lover and if you can't find him eating, sleeping, reading, tinkering with human tech, or playing the occasional prank on someone; he'll be practicing different martial arts, as he has learned a few in his nearly 800 odd years on this earth.
Talent: Can turn invisible at will. (Which also turns the people or objects (weapons and the like) to go invisible with him, but as soon as they loose contact with him they become visible.) However, this ability does not take him out of phase with the rest of the world, he can still interact and leave traces (such as footprints). The easiest way to find Thomas and anyone else he has rendered invisible is using infrared goggles, as their body's still produce heat.
Scent: smell of the ocean (other people might not like it, but I do seeing as I live in a landlocked little place (near the exact center of North America, to be precise) and the smell of the ocean reminds me of surfing; which I like)
Weapons: He has a kukri (inward-curved knife. Not sure if I spelled it right), a combat knife in a sheath on his lower back, and four throwing daggers (one in each boot and one in a sheath on the bottom of either arm). He has two Beretta Px4 Storm SD’s (Special Duty). One is in a holster on his right hip but the other is concealed in a holster just below his combat knife on his back. Both have sound suppressors on them and three extra clips of .45 ACP pistol ammo. The one on his right hip also has a small flashlight attached to it courtesy of the Picatinny rail under the muzzle. Both have a three-dot, luminescent sight.
Other: He prefers to fight with either his kukri/combat knives or throwing daggers as they are quieter and require more skill (and he's had longer to practice with them) than a firearm, but he does not hesitate to use a firearm if necessary.

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

O_o wow that's a long bio lol

oh yeah, everybody? it'd be nice if you included an actual age, like half a century old or two centuries or around 600 years old or whatever, just a timeframe, because it's kind of important since the Kyn are kind of age ranked. well it's more a balance of age and talent potentness, but...
just put your ages on your original bios i'll check and add them.

and btw? anyone 700+ years old would be kind of old friends, good friends, since... well they're Kyn, and they kind of lived at Dundellan for a lone time.

Also, there would be other Kyn (for guards, messengers, etc) but the story revolves around us "real" people. And there would be some humans, who live at the castle, and they might occasionally be willing to provide blood (which is mixed with wine 50:50) for the Kyn.

and Kyn can see in the dark, btw. sry if I failed to mention that, but i couldn't think of everythign at once

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I like to be descriptive, it helps me with playing the character. And I just enjoy writing.

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

I would like to join ... Bio up later

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Pyro walked down the halls of the castle. Built for defense by the Irish, Dundellan was almost unbreachable. With hundreds of faithful Kyn and human guards garrisoning the castle, Pyro doubted that, even if he gave the Bretheren all the courage in the world, the Bretheren would attempt to take Dundellan by force. Being one of the keepers of the secret passages known only to four, Bella (the High Lord/Lady), Pyro himself, Thomas, and Johnorath, Pyro was proud of the castle. He also greatly admired the Irishmen's skill. If Pyro ever wants another near impenetrable fortress, he would get Irishmen to do it. Not that he'd ever need one.

Fingering the centuries old tapestry hanging on the wall, Pyro took in a deep breath. The saltiness of the ocean and the comforting smell of honeysuckle filled his nose. Pyro turned around to face his two friends.

"Thomas, Johnorath!" A big smile lit up Pyro's face, and he dropped the edge of the tapestry, leaving his hands free. "It's been a long time, eight and a half months to be exact, since I've last seen you! How were you these months?"

But before they could reply, Pyro grabbed them both by the arms and started guiding him down to the main hall. "I was gone all these months to get a map of the level of power of the Bretheren. They've really spread withing the past 10 years. Now some of them are in government positions. That's dangerous. You both remember how they like to torture Kyn when they catch us to make us reveal more information about our fellow Kyn. Well, I've found one that they captured. It's Gabriel."

He paused a little to let the message sink in. Their old friend, Gabriel, had been captured for over 2 years now, and no one had any idea where the Bretheren had kept him. They Pyro revealed, "They kept him in France, in this little place called St. Valereye, under a little ruined chapel. Now that I've managed to locate him, we should rescue him. There is no reason to let a Kyn remain in the Bretheren's bloody hands when we can prevent it. We should have a council down in the main hall, and everybody except the guards on duty should be there. There we'll pick the onees who come with us. Will you two spread the word? I have to speak to Lady Bella about this discovery."

Pyro pointed down to hist muddy shoes and then to his crumpled shirt, and said with a wink, "After I change, of course."

{Gabriel is made up, and I'll just play him for now. He's also 700 something. After rescuing him, he'll... just kinda disappear. Also, it will turn out all the people picked will be ppl played by us }

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Bella sat,planning, at her desk. "I wonder what the Bretheren are up to now?" she thought out loud, "We haven't seen much of them for a while."

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With a fresh suit of clothes, Pyro felt much better. At least he didn't feel like a peasant anymore. Yes, he was well aware that peasant isn't really a word used anymore, but he still couldn't help feelign like one with with dirty and crumpled clothes on. He stood outside Bella's door. Before he knocked, he straightened his clothes one more time, and knocked at the High Lady's door.

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((okay, since no one claimed the other dangerous ability... I was thinking of switching to it... but... could you explain it better? I mean the ability to compel actions part...))

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Bella heard a knock at her door. She tensed and put all plans in an upper drawer in her desk and locked it. "come in," she said and waited to see who it was.

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