Shinjite - Fantasy

[Kei]

Shinjite

Story:

The world is forever enduring. It has survived harsh circumstances throughout thousands of years, but unfortunately, its inhabitants are not also invulnerable. In the year 2500 AD, the walkers of the earth were content, never having need to understand the full extent of their vulnerability. However, in the short years to come the peaceful people of the three realms encountered many alarming changes. Monsters appeared in a world once thought to be entirely cleansed. Rumours of treason circulated amongst the people. War bands were lead against those accused, against those that were once allies. The three rulers desperately seek the key to peace, stopping at almost nothing to acquire it. The key, an object of legend past down through the years, is the only thing that can restore peace to the distraught earth. However, the key does not understand good or evil and does what is required by its owner. If it falls into the wrong hands, the destruction of the world will soon fall with it. It is now 2507 and time is killing all.

Years after the war began a prodigy was born to the world, a being half soulless, half angel. She was abandoned on a doorstep in Tiyan, and was taken in by the owners of the house. They named her Kaze Umi, or wind of the ocean. She excelled in the art of magic, and showed her intelligence in many areas. She also dominated the battlefield, few could best her fighting skills. Though she was content with her life, she felt as if something was missing. She longed to know who her parents were and what purpose she served in the world. Kaze embarked on an adventure, hoping to acquire this information. Upon her arduous journey, in a forgotten town in Tiyan, Kaze stumbled upon an old man masquerading as a beggar. As she stooped to drop her few gald pieces into his outstretched hand, she was seized by the wrist. The beggar pulled her face towards her and uttered a single word. It was an order to follow his movements. The man rose, dragging Kaze with him, and glanced around furtively. Deciding that they were not being observed, the elderly beggar dug his nails into the wooden wall of a rundown building. Using his weight, the man slid the door open. His task complete, he ushered the young woman into the dank room. Once inside, the supposed beggar explains his actions, as well as his name, Valin. In fact, Valin was an old mage. The only one in possession of a prophecy believed to be lost. It read as so:

Borne on wings of the dead,
though embodied with the hope of 1000 souls
Carried by the wind above an ocean of dread,
the Vehicle of peace reignites the coals
Remnants of the fire that once linked all.

The death throes of an angel bring new hope to the world...
The child of a monster steals the breath of life...

our Vehicle is born

Valin explained that the lost prophecy depicted her in its verses. She was the vehicle of peace described in the prognostication. However, he explained, she would never be able to accomplish the goal alone. She would need help from a select others. Kaze was urged to choose those who are intelligent, strong, decisive, headstrong, loyal and quick. Before she left, Valin, a strange look of omniscience gracing his face, whispered a single word to her, ‘believe’. Ensuing this peculiar utterance the old man shimmered as if ethereal and dissipated. Stunned, Kaze remained in the same position. Piercing blue eyes fixed on the floor where the old man was, but a second ago, standing. A clatter from farther off in the room brought Kaze from her thoughts. Deciding it was time to leave, Kaze departed from the building, feeling completely bewildered. Believing that indecision would do her no good, Kaze set off in search of the people who were to aid her on this quest. They will have to battle the monsters that have mysteriously appeared on the earth, and the armies of the invading nations while searching for the key to peace among the realms. If they do not succeed, the three races will bring the destruction of the earth.

Races:

Angel - The angels are an ancient race, dating back to the creation of the world. They usually have wings, but occasionally an angel is born without wings. They have pointed ears, and are intelligent creatures who excel especially in magic. They can be a little egotistical and believe they are superior to all other beings. They are lead by Lord Yggdrasil, inhabiting the realm called Cearyn.

Human - Though the human race is not as old as the angels they are still highly evolved. They are equally balanced between magic and fighting skills. They are modest creatures but are often fighting amongst themselves. The humans are lead by Lady Nero and live in the realm of Tiyan.

Soulless - The Soulless are also an ancient race, who take pleasure in ending others' lives. Their eyes are possessed of an empty quality and they have very sharp fangs. The Soulless have the ability to regenerate overnight, as such, losing a limb is not a hindering complication. Altogether, they are hostile and thrive on battle and plundering. The soulless are ruled by Lord Aerion in Urythium.

Realms:

Cearyn - This is the realm of the angels, as it is floating in the sky. The beautiful country is under the rule of Lord Yggdrasil. It is kept afloat by the soul of the ancient goddess Illyria, who was defeated by Yggdrasil and contained in the centre of the nation. It is in laymen's terms, a castle in the sky. Though a castle, the realm consists of many towns and cities, each with their own beliefs and traditions.

Tiyan - The realm of the humans. It is located on the surface of the earth. The country consists of many passageways connecting to different cities. However, there are many open fields and small forests where small towns flourish. There are a number farms surrounding the nation, for it is their only source of nourishment Beyond the farms, Tiyan is encircled by vast seas of forest. This nation is ruled by the gracious but fierce Lady Nero.

Urythium - The realm of the soulless. It is a dark place not just because it is located underground but also because those who live there make it to be so. The soulless receive their nourishment from the many underground channels of water and the strange fruits that grow beneath the surface. It consists of vast underground tunnels adjoining the different sections of the largest of the three nations. Ruled by the greedy Lord Aerion, the soulless race has become hostile and fierce.

Weapons: No limitations on what kind of weapon you may possess. I would ask that you use only one major weapon and one minor. However, if requested I will allow you to carry two primary weapons. (ex. dual swords.)

Elements: The basic elements: fire, water, dark, light, earth, wind, ice and lightning. The elements define what attacks you have and what magic you can perform.

Character Sheet

Name:
Age:
Race:
Nation:
Weapon:
Element:
Magic: (yes or no)
Appearance:
Personality:
History:

Note: Please PM me your histories.

Cast List:
Kaze Umi - Kei
Aiden Siegfried/Noir (Kaze's paty) - Reaper
Damien Occlensus (Kaze's party) - Deviant
Yuki Omrai (Kaze's party) - Souichiro Nagi
Derek Beck (Kaze's party) - Ryodu
Michael Morrison (Unknown) - Crzy
Ren'ku Kijin (Unknown) - Souichiro Nagi
Magnus (Unknown) - Reaper
Zyprus Aerion (Unknown) - Kei

[Kei]

Name: Kaze Umi.

Age: 18.

Race: Angel/Soulless.

Nation: Tiyan.

Weapon: Halberd, dagger.

Element: Wind.

Magic: Yes.

Appearance: Kaze stands at 5'7 and weighs about 120 pounds, although she is very slender and has a small figure. She has long crimson hair that falls to the small of her back. As her hair is wavy, Kaze’s pointed ears aren’t normally seen. She has large, appealing blue eyes, though they seem to possess an empty quality when closely examined. Her wings are light green and have a span of 10 feet, but she can easily manage to keep them out of the way.

Kaze’s clothes include a white, close-fitting halter top. Attached to the shirt is a silver ring that sits in the centre of her chest. Connected to that are the strings that tie around her neck, securing the top in place. From that ring hangs a small pink orb, suspended on a silver chain. For mobility, she wears a pair of emerald green leather shorts that reach 3 inches above mid-thigh, with a tan belt fastened about her waist. Her footwear consists of a pair of black leather boots that reach mid-thigh. Inside the right boot, covertly hidden, is a gold and black sheath that holds a wickedly sharp silver dagger. Kaze has always insisted on carrying a secondary weapon in the rare case that someone would be able to disarm her.

Personality: Kaze is a rather outgoing individual and she makes friends easily as many find themselves drawn to her endearing personality. The young woman is an exceptional listener and she will often employ this skill when those close to her are in need of help. Kaze radiates a hard exterior, never tolerating others knowing of her capacity for caring. She is a compassionate woman, though she regards this as a weakness. She fancies the idea that she is tough, though those that know her can infallibly prove her wrong.

However, when it comes to battle, Kaze is strong of mind and body. Despite her caring nature, the young woman has a fiery temper and will never hesitate to express it. She is possessed of a firm will and a determination that won’t relent. She never abandons tasks demanded of her, and never backs down from a challenger. Despite having many friends, Kaze spends most of her time alone and has become an observer. Due to this, she knows much more about the world than her age would normally allow.

Kaze trains exceptionally hard with her halberd and has become a stellar warrior. Few can best her on the battlefield. Intelligent, decisive, and quick-witted, Kaze is a first-rate leader. Though she excels in battle, she is also quite deft in the field of magic. She is agile, quick with her hands, and fierce, making her a valuable ally and a formidable enemy.

Kaze is a kind and caring girl, although she appears tough and aggressive on the outside. Her sharp tongue has turned many men from continuing in pursuit of her beauty.

History: (see above storyline)

[Reaper]

-Finished-

Name: Aiden Siegfried

Age: 20

Race: Human

Nation: Tiyan

Weapon: Claws

Element: Fire

Magic: Yes

Appearance: Aiden is at a decent height, standing at five foot eleven, and has a muscular build weighing in at a bit more then a hundred and ninety pounds. His hair is a moderate length, covering his ears but not going past his chin. It looks slightly messy covers the majority of both his eyes, hiding them from most people, yet he can still look out from behind. His eyes are a crimson, and his skin is slightly tanned. His hair is dark brown.

He wears a long sleeveless jacket. The jacket falls down to just above his ankles, and bears torn marks around his shoulders. The jacket itself is faded shade of black, with a white cross on the back which is split down the middle. When he isn't fighting his claws are stored at his hips, attached to his belt. His undershirt is a dark red, and his pants are a dark gray. He also wears a cloth mask over his shoulders, but it's under his jacket. He can also pull it up and over his mouth and nose, but it usually sits around his neck.

His claws are called Chimera and Dragon and were constructed by his father who was a powerful fighter. Chimera is generally his left Claw and has a large beak-like claw that sprouts from the handle that not only protects his hand but cuts through flesh like butter. At the base of the beak, four small spikes are stationed that allow him to damage enemies with a back hand as well. Dragon, his right Claw is a bit longer then Chimera and is made of two large metal blades that bend near the end into hooks. They're both a blood red color and are rarely ever dulled. Like Chimera they have no trouble ripping through Flesh, but are also more prone to cut open armor as well.

Personality: Aiden was once a gentle spirit that only wanted to have fun, and make his father proud of him. After the Village was destroyed and his life was torn away from him, Aiden became a quiet voiced man that would rather sit in the shadows and watch the world die then step in and give his support, which causes some difficulty when trying to teach children. Aiden is also a rather blunt person when he does talk, if he doesn't like you, he will come out and say it and could care less on how it makes you feel, some people think he's hurtful this way, but once again, he could care less. This is made obvious in large crowds of people, where people may bump into him, causing him to get angered and step forward, and giving them a peace of his mind, in a quiet, and subtle message. In combat Aiden has been called a Beast by many, as he combines his fighting style with his magic abilities to create a destructive force.

If someone were to break through Aiden's shield and get to meet him, they would find a rather intelligent soul with knowledge that could help anyone out. They would also notice that he has an odd, but somewhat addictive sense of humor that is capable of lifting anyones mood. As well as a weakness for certain cute things, like Puppies and kittens. All they have to do is make Aiden like them, which is hard as he is weary of almost everyone.


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Name: Noir

Age: 3

Race: Dog

Nation: Tiyan

Weapon: Claws and Fangs

Element: Darkness

Magic: None

Appearance: Noir stands up to the average mans waist, being a rather large dog, Why he is this tall, no one is quite sure, but not many people who know him are afraid of him. To newcomers, Noir appears to be a fierce beast because he could fit most peoples heads into his mouth. His fur is black, with white markings around his paws and on his face. His eyes are a gentle blue, showing kindness, bravery and intelligence.

Personality: Noir appears to be your average dopey dog that just sleeps all day. That is far from the truth as the dog rarely sleeps, and is almost always watching around it, or protecting its master. Noir is also known among the students as a brave hero as it would willingly risk its life to save any of them without a second thought. Aiden knows how smart that dog really is, as it has a keen eye for things out of the usual, and can usually tell who people really are from just a look over.

[Deviant]

Narn narn narn.

Name: Damien Occlensus

Age: 23

Race: Human

Nation: Tiyan

Weapon: Longbow and kindjal.

Element: Dark

Magic: Little.

Appearance: Damien stands around six feet in height, and no more than ten stone in weight, with a slight build rendered resilient and powerful by years of drawing the bowstring and running. His face is angular, with a narrow and somewhat aquiline nose, a thin drawn mouth, heavy jaw and a brow that lends a perpetual severity to his gray eyes. His hair is straight and falls no lower than his ears, and is a dark, quite nearly ebon, brown.

Damien wears a sort of heavy leather segmented lorica, dyed black, with matching bracers, in addition to worn but still serviceable Hessian boots, also black, in which his loose breeches are tucked. At his waist he keeps a kindjal, a long-bladed dagger with no crossguard, and a simple yew longbow of about the same height as Damien that is, if not in his hands, slung over his shoulder along with a lacquered quiver carrying roughly a score arrows.

Personality: The young Occlensus would be described by some as a lone wolf, but in truth, he simply does not care for people, having lost his parents at a young age and never truly developing any attachments to others throughout his lifetime: he prefers to reflect upon matters of life alone than pass time in conversation. Despite such a lack of social interaction, however, Damien has proven himself more than capable of working within a team, having defended numerous caravans in concert with other guards, proving his worth time and again. Introverted, pragmatic, and often view as cold, the finer points of Damien’s personality remain inscrutable to others.

[Crzy]

Information:
Name: Michael Morrison
Age: 19
Race: Human
Nation: Tiyan
Weapon: Daggers
Element: Ice/Fire
Magic: Yes

Appearance:
Michael is a somewhat short being. While most human men are 5'8 and above, he is a measly 5'2 in height. With very little muscle tone, he looks to be weak and slow, however he is quite the opposite. Weighing only 130 pounds helps him move much quicker than your average male fighter. His black hair is usually messy and wild coming down just above his dark brown eyes. He also has a small scar on the left side of his face from his dagger practice.

He mostly wears a black pair of loose-fitting jeans with an average blank tee. Over these clothes he prefers his usual dark gray exterior, and black interior, cape which wraps around his neck. The neck of this cape is in the shape of scarf which rises just above his mouth. The cape also has a white family crest, in the shape of a sun with two swords crosses over it, on the inside. The cape falls down to the floor which caused it to have jagged signs of wear and tear. His shoes are your average bandit shoes, which help for mobility.

Personality:
Michael is very independent human. While most humans tend to bond and group in numbers, Michael tends to stay to himself. He never relies on anyone but himself when it comes to fighting. He's also confident in his abilities and magic while in battle. He is usually calm and quiet, but when he gets in the moment he can become fierce and quick.

[Ryodu]

Name: Derek Beck
Age: 17
Race: Human
Nation: Tiyan
Weapon: Chain Kama
Element: Earth
Magic: Yes

Appearance: Derek Stands at 6 feet and weighs about 180 pounds and has a fairly muscular build. He is usually seen wearing a black shirt with his chain kama wrapped around his waist. He wears casual pants, and he tries to stay as casual in his clothes that he can, most of the time.

Derek has a long scar going across his back, and a smaller scar on his forehead, which is usually covered by his meduim length, dark brown hair. Though when training, he wears a red sleevless gi top, and black pants. He also wears a black cloth belt around his training pants, to prevent losing them. His eyes are a deep brown, and show a fierce warrior spirit inside, and his tanned skin makes him quite handsome towards the ladies.

Personality: His weapon doesn't seem to fit his brute power style, although his teacher Aiden Siegfried taught him to use his extra power to give him more balance and grace. He enjoys having people around him, especially when they are people he trusts. He easily makes friends as long as they dont cross him, and he is quick to make enemies. He is sometimes stubborn but he takes orders from aiden flawlessly, and will serve him on a whim. Although Derek seems like someone who would easily punch out anyone in his way, he usually prefers peace, but will let nothing stop him from getting want he wants, to prove the humans are the ultimate race.

[Reaper]

Here's the Soulless that you requested >_> I'll send you the History sometime tomorrow.

Name: Magnus

Age: Early 30's ?

Race: Soulless

Nation: Urythium

Weapon: Seven Deadly Sins

Element: Initial Element it Light, Changes Depending On Dagger

Magic: Yes

Appearance: Magnus stands at 6'3" and has a grey tint to his skin, with his veins outlined in a blue-like colour. He has long black hair that falls to the center of his back and is neatly brushed, his bangs falling past his cheek bones, and gently pushed to the side of his face. His eyes are an eerie yellow and are said to kill anyone who looks into them. His fangs, unlike the other soulless fangs are much like a humans, making some people question if he is really actually a soulless at all. His body build would be considered average, even among humans. He has muscle, but not a large amount, just enough that his clothes can still be considered somewhat loose on him. For clothing, he wears crimson colored pants and a crimson long sleeved jacket. The jacket has a black lining along the shoulders and around the wrists and has black buttons to match it. Under the jacket he wears a black shirt, which is also long sleeved. His boots which go up and under his pants are black as well. He wears a melted cross around his neck.

His daggers all look quite different from each other and have their names engraved on their blades. His favourite dagger is called Pride, and has a pitch black blade that curves back, into something almost like a hook. When he wields that particular dagger, his element and magic type change into Darkness. He also has a dagger called Lust, which has a blade that seems to always be stained with blood, no matter how many times it is washed, with this dagger his element changes to Fire. His dagger, named Greed has a split blade, and each blade appears to be made of gold, with this dagger he wields Lightning Magic. He has a simple looking dagger that has Vengeance carved into it. With that dagger he controls the power of Earth magic, and it is easily his sharpest dagger. Another of his blades is called Gluttony and bears a rather wide blade. With that dagger he wields Water Magic. A particularily feared dagger is called Sloth, and it has a broken blade. It's feared not only because of its ability to give him Wind Magic, but also because he regularily coats it in a body numbing poison. His last dagger resembles the blade named Lust, but has the name Envy engraved on it. The blade itself is rusted, and with that dagger he wields Ice Magic. With each dagger he is able to change which magic he uses at any given time, making him a terrible opponent.

Personality: Magnus has a rather high ego, and with good reason. He has an ability that allows him to talk himself out of any situation, and it is also used to give him things he wants. Whether it's money, women, items or attention. When that doesn't work, he also has great skills in combat and trickery. He is able to make it look like he has simply vanished into a crowd of people, only to pop up behind you with a dagger driven through your ribs, or he can fend off an angry warrior with nothing but his bare hands and keep a smirk on his face the entire time. With people, Magnus seems like a fine person, but in reality he is probably plotting to kill them all in their sleep.

[Darkstar]

I'll have a character up..hopefully by Sunday night. If I don't get it up by then, it probably won't be up 'til next weekend though with work and such. Feel free to start it without me, I'll talk to you and figure out some way to get me involved if I don't get my character made soon enough. :P

--Character isn't quite finished yet--

Name: Alexxi Aruma
Age: 23
Race: Soulless
Nation: Urythium
Weapon: A swallow
Element: Dark
Magic: Yes

Appearance: Alexxi stands at about 5'11". He weighs about 175 and is an average build. He has lifeless blue eyes with black,Sleek hair that hangs just past his chin. He has slender shoulders and lanky arms. His chest is average build. He usually wears a black pair of shoes. He wears a black hoody at all times. The hood on the hoody is a lighter black than the rest. He also wears black jeans. They colour is slightly faded on his pants. He carries his swallow slung over his shoulder inbetween a pair of black wings.

Alexxi's swallow is about 5 feet long. It's handle is about three feet long. It is interwined with wood and leather for group. There are handles built into the handle to grip and easy movement. There is a blade on each end of the swallow. The both curve around like a sicle , but they curve in opposite directions.

Personality: Will finish later

History: Alexxi was born into Urythium, but he was born as an angel. He was shunned by many of the inhabitats of Urythium. He slowly become more and more like the soulless around him and learned there ways and how to fight like them. He slowly began to change, First thing to change were his holy white wings. They slowly became a dull grey, and turned into a dark gray, eventually evolving into pitch black wings. The next thing to change were his eyes. They were full of energy and pride. They gradually became less and less alive, and eventually seemed to be empty and soulless.

Alexxi was about 16 before he wsa truely accepted by all of the soulless around him. He decided that he was bored with the underworld, and decided to make his way to the Tiyan and wreak hell there. So he made his way to Tiyan. He began with little things like terrorizing the odd person. He then made his way to terrorizing villages. He then moved his way up to sacking towns and villages. using his swallow, He easily had been able to walk through a decently sized village and kill everything and pillage what ever he felt the need to.

He has been sacking villages around Tiyan until now. But he has heard rumours of a 'war' starting, and something about a prophecy and a small group to travel with them to end the war. He decided this would be a good chance to destroy Tiyan, If the group fails, The war continues on. So he set out to find the group of people.

[Kei]

Here's my character >.>

Name: Zyprus Aerion.

Age: 24.

Race: Soulless.

Nation: Urythium.

Weapon: Throwing knives, dagger.

Element: Ice.

Magic: Yes.

Appearance: Zyprus is a rather short male soulless, reaching only 5’8” whereas many men of his race are easily over 6 feet. Although he has a slight build, the young prince is quite muscular. He is very recognizable because of his hair, which is snow white in colour. A length of his striking hair falls in front of his left eye, while the rest stands up in messy spikes. Zyprus’ eyes are crimson, possessing the empty quality that is characteristic of the soulless. When he smirks, only one of his lengthy fangs is visible, lending him an air of danger. Though having seen much sun, his flawless skin can be described as ivory.

The focal point of Zyprus’ clothing is his black, close-fitting, leather jacket. As his main weapons are throwing knives, the inside of the jacket is a maze of pockets in which he keeps his knives concealed. In addition to the jacket, Zyprus also wears a thick black belt that hangs lopsided on his hips. The belt has many small pouches that the young prince uses to carry various necessities. Underneath his leather jacket, Zyprus wears a thin, crimson turtleneck, which contrasts his pale skin and white hair. The final addition to his outfit is a pair of black pants that are tucked into his boots, which are an elegant silver and black.

Personality: Although Zyprus is the son of ruling Lord Aerion, he doesn’t share many of his traits. While his father is loud and boisterous, Zyprus is calm and collected. His emotions seem calculated in a way that is almost frightening. The young prince spends much of his time alone and would rather observe the world around him than take part in it. His iciness towards his fellow soulless suggest that he believes he is better than even them. However, it is his outlook on humanity in general that causes him to act as such.

Zyprus, when he talks, is possessed of a very sarcastic sense of humour, which further turns people away from him. Although, the few that have been able to ford his river of scorn he treats with the utmost warmth and respect. He further astonishes people with his ability to do so.
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[Asmodeus]

Name: (Nameless)
Age: 129
Race: Soulless
Nation: -
Weapon: Pure electrical energies generated by his body, and the bodies of others.
Element: Lightning/Dark
Magic: Yes
Appearance: He does not look at all like other soulless, but some demonic being spat back out of hell. He has blue scaling across his body, well as two short horns protruding from his forehead, following his hairline back. His face is framed by the scaling, as well as under his eyes, and across the bridge of his nose. As well, the scaling covers his lower arm, just below the elbow, towards his wrist and across the back of his hands. The scales run down his shoulders and along his sides, just coming into view on the front of his body. Due to his unnatural twistings, his fingers sharpened to claws, and his features are sharper, with longer, more angel-like ears. Terik is an effective mockery of all three races.

His eyes, while empty, hold a unique factor that they crackle with electrical energy most of the time, or glow with blue energies, giving the Soulless' eyes an almost demonic life to them. His hair is an ice blue colour, pulled back, and flowing down his back.

For garb, he wears a hooded tanned brown robe over his armour, with the hood pulled far forward, shadowing his face from view, so that only his crackling eyes show out underneathe, and threaten those who gaze into them. Underneathe the cloak, Terik dons nothing on his chest, as trait he gained early in his life, as his explosive electrical power had a tendency to cause his clothing on his upper body to explode violently from the sudden outward force of electricity. Around his waist is a thick plated belt, in double (one played above the other), with the second connecting to a long flowing 'skirt', opened at the front, revealing the white leggings and blackened greaves he wears on his feet.
Personality: Utterly and entirely insane, he, who is hated by by his own race, as well as the others, has no love for any one person, and intends to exact a revenge so bitter upon them all. Even in his empty eyes, when not crackling with his energies, one can feel the hatred he breeds.

He is motivated only by vengence and hatred, and cares nothing about who, or what, stands in his way, using his lengthy existance, and supernatural prowess to reach levels unreachable by younger members of his race. He seeks to strike out at the races of the world, and destroy them, single-handedly, until only he remains, or they bow before the wronged man, and worship him as their leader.

Viewing himself as a Patron of Death, the outcast Soulless is unwavering in his belief that he can single-handedly irradicate the entire planet.