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Crazy_Dragon

Crazy_Dragon

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Name: Daniel Arric

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Lineage: None

Age: 28

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Religion: depends on the day

Grace/Racial Powers: TBD at a later date

Talents/Skills: Daniel is moderately skilled in stealth and pickpocketing, and is above average at crossbows, bows, and throwing weapons. Daniel can see better in the dark then most humans

Weapons/Specialized Tools: Adamant X-bow with 40 bolts and 10 addy darts

Weaknesses: Daniel is rough with words (doesn't speak well, and mispronounces names and words) Daniel barely knows how to read and write. Daniel has arachnophobia and will turn to stone (figuratively) when he sees one

Appearance: 5'8'' Blue hair, blue eyes, light complexion, very slim.

Brief History: Daniel lived in a small village off a large lake in southern Kandarin. The villagers were either farmers or fishermans. Daniel never learned how to read or write, he was too busy doing chores as a child to do any of that fancy stuff. His father taught him how to use throwing weapons after an attack on the village. When Daniel turned 18 he left his town and roamed through out Kandarin. He tried to learn different skills, he mainly killed goblins for contract, and learned some stealthy skills from one of his contractors as a reward. Daniel then started to take out guards so thieves can break into houses unnoticed.

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16-Apr-2016 00:20:58 - Last edited on 07-May-2016 10:14:29 by Crazy_Dragon

Anosh
Sep Member 2022

Anosh

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Character Application (You can have as many characters as you want.)

Name: Occultus

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Lineage: (If applicable, see “Lineage Traits” for details)

Age: 30

Alignment: True Neutral

Religion: Zarosian

Grace/Racial Powers: Curse of Elid Sun (gem) makes him unable to die and the sunlight can burn his skin if exposed

Talents/Skills:
Able to cast spells without the need of runes or a staff.
Extensive use of Shadow Magic.
Old & New Ancient Spellbook.
Knowledge of the Gielinorian Spellbooks.
Telepathy.

Weapons/Specialized Tools: Just a staff

Weaknesses: Curse of Elid Sun (gem) makes him unable to die when he wants to and the sunlight can burn his skin if exposed

Appearance: 5'7ft/60kg.Black hair, Purple eyes, X shaped scar on torso, Massive purple Zarosian symbol on back.

Brief History: Occultus, was frozen through time since the 2nd age to the late 5th where he emerged from the Al-Kharid Oasis, since then he had been traveling with either the odd group or alone throughout Gielinor to get to up speed on the events that happened, one noteable time was the theft of the Elid Sun (gem) with one of his friends he had made while traveling, however stealing it had cursed him, causing him to be unable to die and burn whenever his skin makes contact with sunlight. He had vanished since then.

Only recently with the contact with Zaros, he's come out of hiding and ready get rid of the curse and adventure again.

17-Apr-2016 20:23:50 - Last edited on 17-Apr-2016 20:41:08 by Anosh

Reikker

Reikker

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Name: Demon name: Abrexius. Human name: Walter

Gender: Male

Race: Demon

Lineage:

Age: Unkown. Human age: 48

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Religion: Zamorakian.

Grace/Racial Powers: Abrexius has the ability to switch beetween two forms. His natural form is that of a tall warped demonic entity, carrying the same weaknesses as every unholy creature. The second is that of a middle-aged man. These forms share the same pool of power and magical ability. But what might be an efficient tool against one can only mildly inconvenience the other.

Talents/Skills: Abrexius is a master at Curses and shadow magic, beyond that, he has due to his desire to study humans taken up several useful skills that he uses to entice humans to accept him, like brewing, cooking, and cleaning. Especially cleaning.

Weapons/Specialized Tools:

Weaknesses: The demon has all weaknesses natural to a demon, from holy effects to magic. Whereas the Human have no direct weaknesses, but has a disgust and mild OCD towards dust and messy enviroments.

Appearance: Abrexius's apperance is a constant warp.
Walter: Height: 7'2
Hair: Gray
Eyes: Blackened voids of sin. So it's easy to recognise him.
Walter is also prone to wear fancy clothing, sharp and dapper deluxe.

Brief History: Abrexius' true story is a mystery. One wrapped in lies, flux*ating truths, and many tales far from the truth. But only two things remain constant in his "backstories", he was forced out of Infernus for doing something taboo, and he recognises himself as a demon of pride. Prone to offer rewards or trades in exchange for the lifeforce of the beings he finds "interesting." He has roamed the world, plucking out odd leaves and either ruined them, or made them ruin it themself. A being of no consideration for others. Especially the dirty ones.

17-Apr-2016 20:48:06

Blackthorne

Blackthorne

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Name: Enkidu, The Wild Man

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Lineage: Earth. Enkidu was fashioned from stone by a lesser deity, and his flesh retains it's original density. His origins have gifted him with an unnatural lifespan.

Age: 311

Alignment: True Neutral

Religion: None

Grace/Racial Powers:
Fashioned From the Earth- Enkidu's flesh is unnaturally dense, giving him an inhuman resilience. He is capable of enduring great force, and projecting a supernatural degree of strength. He may also patch his wounds with mud.
Talents/Skills: Enkidu fights solely with his own body, and disdains the use of weapons or heavy armor. His fighting style makes heavy use of grappling, and is a slightly unpredictable, agile method of fighting.

Weapons/Specialized Tools: None

Weaknesses: Enkidu cannot read, and has difficulty vocalizing. He also lacks an understanding of technology in general, and will not recognize the dangers of cannon*y, firearms, explosives, or other forms of combat implement above conventional steel. He also displays complete disregard for societal standards, either from ignorance of it's conventions or willful disgust of them.

Appearance: Enkidu is a scantily clad primitive, standing at around 5'10. His garb is largely improvised from scavenged items. His skin is covered in scars from untold battles. He is shaggy, unshaven, and usually unwashed. He reeks of primal masculinity and strength (And sweat).

Brief History: Enkidu was crafted by the largely obscure god known as E**i, as a final act of divinity before passing away into the mists of time as his worship ceased. He fashioned a man from the clay and stone of his temple, and imbued him with life. The Wild Man was not gifted with an understanding of the world around him, and left the temple. He began a serious of peculiar adventures, living life to it's fullest without a care in the world.

17-Apr-2016 21:27:38

Bella Kivail
Aug Member 2014

Bella Kivail

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Name: Elena Strider
Gender: Female
Race: Graced - Given
Lineage: Human
Age: 20
Alignment: Lawful Neutrel
Religion: None
Grace/Racial powers: Good with fire and ice. She can use and shoot these from her fingertips at will which she hasn't controlled these yet and ice hasn't been fully developed either. She can also read thoughts and communicate with telepathy which is something she was born with.
Talents/Skills: Painting, sketching, singing, and playing piano. All things she has loved to do since she was 11. She loves reading and learning from books. Very good with a sword and practices with it daily.
Weapons/Specialized tools: She carries a sword that was crafted and given to her by her father. It has "Elena Strider" engraved on the blade of it and the handle was made with real silver.
Weakness: Water. If hit by it while using fire and ice magicks, she wouldn't be able to use them temporarily which would result in having to use her sword.
Appearance: 5'0"/Brown hair/Purple eyes/She wears light armor and carries a sword strapped to her back.
Brief History: Elena was born and raised in Ashdale into a loving famly with goodly parents, Marion and Rick Strider. She also had two siblings, Neil and Gloria Strider. She spent a lot of time with her family as they traveled and learned so much from them, mostly from her parents though. They were all on their way to Varrock when a group of lower tiered Templars came and ambushed them, resulting in her entire family being killed. However, she managed to get away and fled into Varrock to hide. She went back later and buried her family with the help of Varrock guards. She often visited their graves to mourn them and it was hard on her. She is still on the run from the Templars and wishes for nothing more than to make peace with them, getting tired of running. She eventually found a job in Varrock as a shop assistant. She took also took up residence there in Varrock.

*~*Bella Kivail*~*
*~*Bella Kivail*~*

18-Apr-2016 21:50:50 - Last edited on 18-Apr-2016 22:31:43 by Bella Kivail

Split Skin

Split Skin

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An almost palpable sense of overwhelming malice filled the small wooded area near the monastery just outside of Ardougne. The absence of chirping birds and other wildlife created an eerie silence that fell over the land.

Scattered along the ground were several mangled bodies, blood beginning to pool out from under the corpses. In their condition it would be impossible to identify who they used to be but their rugged armor and jagged blades might suggest raiders of some sort. Nearby trees were spattered with blood almost like an artist had flicked a paintbrush with reckless abandon.

In the center of the area, Astaroth collapsed down to his knees, his breathing ragged as he tried to compose himself. A harsh and commanding voice nagged at him from an unknown location but he was too preoccupied to pay it any attention. Astaroth examined his blood stained gauntlets, a rare look of horror upon his face.

~ Never have I lost control like this... Where did this rage come from? I remember drawing my blade but the rest has been erased from my mind... ~

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20-Apr-2016 01:02:13

Split Skin

Split Skin

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The voice called out once more, louder this time.

"Are you not going to claim your prize? Only The Victor can possibly harness my true power. I refuse to be enslaved by the unworthy."

Snapping out of the trance, Astaroth rapidly scanned the area, looking for whomever the strange voice belonged to. A knot formed in his stomach as he was clearly alone amongst the bloodshed.

"Doth my own master not recognize me? Have you already forgotten my limitless power?"

Astaroth's gaze finally fell upon a large oak tree on the outskirts of the clearing. Resting against the tree was a massive war cleaver with a serrated edge. It's previous owner, presumably the leader of the raiding party, was impaled upon the tree by a series of large spines. The voice grew stronger in his mind, it's incessant nagging beginning to cloud his thoughts. Rising to a stand, Astaroth strode over to the blade and seized the hilt with both hands.

Silence.


THE END

20-Apr-2016 01:03:32 - Last edited on 20-Apr-2016 01:34:49 by Split Skin

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