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I don't really have any plot in mind at the moment, except for the fact that our characters would be attempting to overcome the rule of a Tyrant, or something of that sort. And that it would be set in a genuine fantasy world of our creation, not in the real world. Other than that, it is all up in the air! :)
I know its not much to go on, but hopefully we can build something together if anyone is interested :)
Name:
Age:
Race: (man, elf, dwarf, etc)
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Backstory: (your characters history briefly summed up)
Once we have some bios we can start working out the plot a bit better :)
Gender: Male
Age: 4500
Race: Elven
Weapons: Long-bow and arrows, Short bladed Rapier, small hidden dagger.
Magic: Minor healing techniques
Class: Hunter
Appearance: 5 foot tall. His pointed ears protrude from within his long, sleek black hair. Elian has a slight build, very slim. However, being elven he possesses unnatural strength and speed. Elian wears a brown tunic beneath a green hunting cloak, along with boots made from the hide of a boar.
Personality: Elian prefers a solitary existence, travelling the land alone with his horse Mera. He has a fierce temper, and is an extremely viscous fighter. However, Elian will not give up on those he forms bonds with, he is incredibly loyal and will go to all ends to ensure their safety.
Backstory: 2000 years ago, Elian was branded an outcast by his people and thrown from his city. Soon after he succumbed to memory loss and forgot the reason for his exile. Elian can no longer remember anything of his family or former friends. It has been so long since he was exiled that he no longer recalls the name of his city. He is aware of the fact that he is elven and knows some of the history of his people, such as the fact that the elves have lost most of their magic over the years and now only retain their healing powers. He travels the world alone with Mera, fighting against the dark, and striving to recover his lost memories and find his way home.
Author: Colm
This is my bio :)
Age: 29
Race: Human/Werewolf
Gender: Male
Magic: Lycanthropy
Appearance: Tall, at almost 6'9". He has long, greasy, grey unkempt hair. He is thin and gangly, but this only hides his strength. He is usually covered in dirt, especially after the transformation. He wears a light brown tunic with dark trousers and boots of wolf hide. He also wears a black hooded cloak and leather gloves. During his transformation days, he dons a simple tunic and trousers, storing his other clothes in a simple cloth sack.
Personality: Colmund has no hope for himself. He believes that the only way he can continue his existence is as something hated, something evil which he despises. He hates himself and he withdraws from contact with others. If he somehow bonds with someone, he still keeps himself emotionally isolated and keeps secrets out of fear that they will hate him or he will lose them.
Backstory: Colmund used to be a warrior, until he met a beast in the woods alone that tried to kill him. It bit his shoulder almost clean off, and he barely escaped with his life by jamming his sword into its gut. Three days later, when the full moon rose into the sky, he learned what he was. When he returned to his town after being chased away by his own troops, he was treated with hatred and distaste. He now wanders the countryside, staying in the forest most of the time and fighting himself while his human self and the animal within slowly join together and become one due to his isolation from society.
Weapons: Long nails like claws, unusually sharp canine teeth, an old shortsword and dagger.
Author: Ty694
How's this?
Age: unknown
Race: cursed human- demon hafling.
Gender: female
Magic: manipulates time and dimensions, as well as dark sorcery
Weapons: a scythe that she can pull out of a different dimension. Battle claw
Class: assassin
Appearance: a tall slender woman, about 6"4; deep,dark blue eyes; Long black hair with two long strands of red that run down the back like racing stripes (vertically)
Wears a pure white cloak with silver and red markings. On her right hand is a deadly claw which is her curse.
Personality: She keeps to herself because of her past and has been a bit anti social due to her line of work. She is bad to get hungry, drunk, or fall asleep at the most random times. (in the middle of eating and fall asleep) She is loyal and is a skilled fighter. Headstrong and uses her curse as a killing tool. Her anger, at times, gets the best of her and she has no sense of priority. Her sense of humor is slightly twisted.
Backstory: Rahsih grew up on the bad side. killing to live and fighting to survive was an everyday necessity. The only battle that she had lost was against a demon lord who had kidnapped her in order to eat her. Although she fought as hard as she could against him she lost. Through this battle the demon lord took pity and cursed her with the right hand, the long lasting life,and magic of a demon. He told her to come back and kill him when she had become strong enough and threw her back out into the world. This new curse that was cast on her was a rather cruel gift. People stayed away fearing she would kill them or the curse would be passed onto them. She went into the line of business that allowed her to live alone and sharpen her skills. she became an assassin. She trains every day in order to become strong enough to kill the demon lord that cursed her. The only way to kill a demon was through very powerful demon magic that even the top sorcerers couldn't obtain.
Author: Alex Walker
age: unknown.
gender: male.
race: shape-shifter.
wepons: magic bow and light arrows. what ever he shifts into.
appearance: tall, 6ft 2. he has long, blonde dread locks down his back, pale skin and yellow eyes that never change when he shifts. he is strong and he wears a pair or short, ripped trousers. and nothing else, he is coverd in scars.
personailty: he is a nice man, and likes to drink and have fun. but as he does not look like a person with such hobbies, he is ofter left alone. he drinks to drown the sorrows of his past life.
back story: unknown. but he has flash backs in his sleep, giving clues to what happend.
writter: cj bates.
this ok?
6th year has me swamped...
( btw this story sounds great so far )
Well, I suppose it is good practice for English.
=)