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kain222

(( Erm, Kaijans look like normal humans, apart from ears, the tails and the fact that most are a few feet taller than most humans. :P. They don't have lions heads, or fur (Apart from the fact their ears and tails have some fur on them.) ))

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Jackarhius

(Awwww, I was hoping to be like a Khajit from Elder scrolls. I'll change it then.)

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farag0n

(( *Phew*, took some time to make up this character. I don't know why though, anyway can I join? ))

Name: Le'o Tartagnan
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Backstory: He was born in one of the "upper class" families. He had to self-educate himself though, it was the so-called tradition of the family. At the age of 8 he got interested in dancing. It was quite uncool for the other kids but Le'o didn't care, he loved it more than anything. When Le'o reached age 10, his father introduced him to fencing, yet another family tradition. Through the years he learned to love fencing too and at the age of 18, he had a breakthrough. He wanted to combine the two and thus create his own style of fighting "Blade dancing". Regular swords didn't work because the style demanded a lot of flexibility. After months of research he found what he was looking for and his blacksmith was able to create it. Now he's 26, he left home 6 years ago. He has traveled the world ever since and is now residing at Qal.
Personality: He's polite and sophisticated. He's also a bit on the serious side but if he's among friends he will loosen up. If he gets drunk though, you can forget about all that seriousness. He will become everyone's "best friend" and the happiest man in Nuaar.
Race: Human
Appearance:
He's about 177cm in length.
Class: Blade Dancer (He, literally, dances with his blade when fighting)
Weapons/Skills:
A Chain/Whip -blade he named "Tango"
Thanks to his determination in dancing, his agility and sense of balance are very good.
Anything else:
Motto: "Shall we dance?" (well, at least a sort of motto)
(Pics from: deviantART)

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Jackarhius

changed mah stuff

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Fieryfly

((if this post is not possible for the story I will delete, redo it, remake it :P
... wow.. now we're really getting a lot of kaijans..))

Gotcha! Aryeh thought as the guy maked a slip by saying I di- and then corrected it to 'we did'. She looked to him again, to his rapier, his posture, his face and a thought came up in her mind. A small grin began to make his way on her face as she nodded, not in agrement with the story although it seems that way but in a sort of exitement. Her tail swayed back and forth as she placed her elbows on the table and moved closer to him.

"So what are ya going to do next..?" She moved again a bit closer, smiling and whispered, "My prince."

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TimeMasterX

The inn looked nice enough, Felicity reasoned.
She hadn't planned on coming through this part of the world but had nothing else to do...and she hadn't seen the Shining Seas in centuries.

She subtley changed her skin hue to the pale colour that humans usually were found with. At the end of her metamorphasis the only uniqueness she had to other humans in general were her eyes, they were a strong shade of purple and were the only thing of her that she couldn't change. She also lowered the light intensity that her staff emitted before entering the inn.

Even so, eyes turned as she entered. She was used to that, the clothes she wore right now looked too noble to be found in such places. She would probably change that someday. She looked around, there were the typical people found in such establishments, gamblers, drinkers, suicidal idiots, and the occasional thug looking for a night's conquest. However, there were a few who looked out of place, two were sat in a corner. She had a horrible suspicion that she recognised the male.

However, not wanting to be noticed, she retreated to, and sat in another corner,, leaning her staff on the chair that she sat in. She watched the other two carefully.

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kain222

The Prince's eyes widened, though he wasn't really suprised. He kept a level eye with her, his face bareley even flinched. A amused grin creeped it's way across his face as he took a nonchalant sip from his drink. "What, you've never seen a prince coming to Qal for a drink before? I come here all the time," He raised his voice - talking to a group of rowdy humans who were too absorbed in their drinks to care: "Don't I, lads?"

They looked up, grumbled somthing, then looked back again to their drinks.

He peered back to the Kaj. Then he lowered his voice, whispering: "Actually, I was considering hiring a group of adventurers to seek out Azurebane." He stated, the mystical sword, said to be able to cut through any materal like butter and rumoured to've brought down entire kingdoms. A mischevious glint was in the Prince's eye, though he seemed serious about his aims.

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Befram

(I know that the appearance picture is not in but I need to go and just wanted to post what I had before, but I will fix it in one and a half, two hours.

Name: Ikale
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Backstory: Being born as the second son in a noble house it was discovered early that he had some magical talent and was immediately sent into training, to both practice his magical abilities and his sword which was the custom where he came from. As he was training he met a lot of new people and races, it was especially the long lived ones who made him curious. He could meet the odd one who lived 250 years and looked no worse for it while a 90 year old human looked withered and decaying. It was then he decided he would look for a way to live longer than the average human, not content with his lot to die of age. In that search of knowledge he stumbled upon necromancy, as he wondered how things that long been dead still could keep moving, although mindless. He immediately started reading all texts or pick up any words where necromancy was involved, but as this sort of magic where forbidden where he came from he decided to forsake his name and house and left his home. Experimenting on dead bodies and occasionally the living one while seeking the solution for a prolonged life.

Personality: A happy fellow who more likes to make friends than earn enemies, as he quickly learned when he left that arrogant nobility seldom gets you anywhere when everyone sees you as someone of common birth, but a pleasant way might bring what you need instead. But still got an quite sarcastic tongue, something he never been able to quit, especially when it comes to peoples fear or hate for necromancy as he sees it no more dangerous than your usual fireball which mages cast all the time. He is always looking for new ways to finding how to prolong his life, even though it means having to experiment on living people occasionally he prefers to only to use murderers or others who got an death sentence. And to contrary to what others might think he’s happy he was born a human, as it makes life much more interesting, being a race to finding a solution against the always clicking clock of death.

Race: Human

Appearance:http://media.photobucket.com/image/a...i001.jpg?o=199
He keeps one sword and one pistol just in case, and one surgical dagger. And of course his most prized possession, his book where he writes down anything interesting that he might use someday. (Woudn't let me show the picture, so have to do with a link.)

Class (Feel free to be creative here - it’ll nudge you if it's soothing that doesn't fit in with the Lore, otherwise - go nuts!") Necromancer/warrior.

Weapons/Skills: He wields one sword which he is decent enough at, and a pistol for the times he got the chance to not get caught into a close encounter, but his preferred way to kill is with the steel wire he keeps in his pocket, as strangling someone leaves the lest damage on the body and it’s organs. He is more confident in his magical skills than his sword, since he practices this the most. And while he is a necromancer he doesn’t prefer to use his power for anything except experimenting, but when it comes to it he can do it. He also got some medical skills, as he sometimes has to sew up some wounds before using corpses.

TimeMasterX

Felicity heard the man shout something about a 'Prince' and stood. She picked up her staff and walked over to them. "Wonderful evening, isn't it?" She asked, keeping her moneybag out of view of the girl.

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kain222

Kilav nodded. His smile casual as he reclined back against the wall, taking another swig from his drink. "Indeed it is." He said, looking the woman over - she looked oddly like an earthborn, but like a human aswell - he figured she used some sort of illusion spell to keep herself like that. Though he found her... Enchanting in a way. As if to disprove his point, thunder roared in the distance as the pitter-patter of rain sounded outside. "Oh dear, how very Ironic..." He murmered.

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