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#33  this aint even funny anymore...but whatever, lets get this started, and i dun think the original peoplez r gonna be participating, its just me, god and the 2 other people who i dont like who r left |
12-19-2006, 07:33 AM
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Whats that suposed to mean?  l.o.l. |
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12-20-2006, 06:50 PM
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 | Ken walks to the Dark Forest and he found there some Dark something. Ken says what's that stuff and he has the Dark sphere of the Darkside. And than Ken becomes with Dark Sphere Dark Ken. And his journey begins after that. Dark Ken is stronger that normal he was. And he will fight against his enemys. But now he must be ready to that Journey |
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12-23-2006, 04:56 PM
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 | Name: Eden Raveloe Age: 17 Height: 5' 8" Class: White Mage Hair color: Pale blonde Hair length: A single braid that ends at her ankles(is usually tied into a hefty bun) Eye color: Golden brown Weapon: Light maces and staves Job: Priestess at the Abbey of St. Augustus(Saint of curative magic) Appearance: Pale and feminine featured, the blonde female known as Eden Raveloe is much easier on the eyes than other members of the Abbey. As a priestess, she wears the robes of the Abbey, pale blue and trimmed in white. These robes cover the majority of her body, only leaving her face(while not covered by the hood), hands, and clogged feet visible. The smooth skin that is visible, however, is flawless to the naked eye, and only once put under a microscope would one be able to tell that she is lightly freckled. Long tresses of powdery gold flow down the length of her robes, but it is uncannily tied into a braid. While out and about, this braid is tied into a seemingly secure bun at the top of her head. With an elegantly carved nose and small traces of baby fat in her cheeks, her face is pleasant to see, as are her white teeth. Small are her ears and almond eyes, eyelashes on the latter fluttering in long crescents. Such a beauty is destined to walk a path of servitude, for were she in another position, the curse of vanity would surely arise in power. Bio: Lady Eden Raveloe, once a peasant in Augustine, left a life of poverty at the age of fifteen to join the ranks of the knights in this same town. Though frail and frivolous, she tried her best hand at the job, but no matter how much effort she put forth, all of this was in vain. The young lady was dropped from the pages and sent off to a convent instead at the age of sixteen. Having already proved herself in the curative arts, she began studying alongside master white mages at the convent, and soon she was made both an official priestess of said convent and an apprentice white mage. Now she studies under two specialists who wish to give her all of the knowledge that she desereves and hopes for. One of the two, a high priestess, specializes in the curative and defensive magicks, while the other, a high priest, specializes in the offensive magicks and weaponry. Choosing to walk the path of a freelance white mage, Eden expressed her concerns of leaving with the leaders of the convent. Though saddened by her wish to leave their ranks, they were supportive. Giving her the official seal of St. Augustus, she was named an official white mage there on the spot. It was time to put her efforts to the test in the world, and hopefully prove herself as both a white mage... and a strong-willed woman. Race: Human Favorite Quote: "Through light I shall prosper, and in darkness I shall be a beacon for others." Pet: Instead of joining a group or something similar, the priestess spends her time alongside her beastly companion Beakley, the cockatrice. Abandoned as a chick, this rounded bird has been trained not to fight, but instead serve as a carrier for the convent's things. He is a normal cockatrice with brown and white feathers, but is only about medium in proportion to other cockatrices. Given to her by the head priest himself, Eden was blessed with both a companion, friend, and aid on her uncharted quest. Atk: 5 Str: 8 Agi: 6 Spi: 10 Luck: 12 Def: 10 Magic Def: 18 Magic Eva: 14 Magic Atk: 15 (I'm ready to begin roleplaying if I'm approved. If my stats are unreasonable, then by all means tell me. I prefer to go with believability than all out insanity.) Last edited by Aphrodite.; 12-27-2006 at 10:52 PM. Reason: The setup of not having a space between the end of the bio and the race section. |
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12-27-2006, 10:51 PM
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| | The lack of luminescent white in the night sky left one Eden Raveloe feeling apprehensive as she walked aimlessly outside of The Tonberry, the town of Oricéa's most popular tavern and inn. The blonde had left Beakley asleep in her room, walking downstairs and to this exact spot in search of some well-deserved self reflection. 'Why am I here...?' she asked herself, gazing up at the seemingly endless sky. There was great war and mass destruction going on in the world even as she stood in idle wonder, but it wasn't her worry for the moment. Eden had always been concerned with others more than herself, and the young woman would gladly sacrifice herself for the well being and health of another. In a world of such horror, where was her place and what was to be her purpose? Sighing into the chilly winter air, she began walking in the lonely night, heading for a nearby shop that sold herbs and the like. Apothecaries usually stayed open for many hours in the night because of the vast times that wounded adventurers would appear. For the moment she had no real reason to do anything except spread the light amongst the peoples that she came across in her journeying. Shadows darker than the night sky flashed in her vision, and eventually their forms became apparent. Two wraith-like beings emerged from the shadows, their blood-red eyes staring with lust at Eden. Unafraid, the girl humbly stood her ground and instead began chanting a mantra in preparation for a spell. Most magicks required only faith in the power, but mantras were common to increase the intensity. Sacred languages unfolded upon her lips as she called forth a favored holy spell. "Enyin monra esther plesportha gonmortis yatega offrum." By the power of the gods, be you gone from the planet. 'Twas simplistic in its plea, but powerful in its manner. In seconds a brilliant beam of light erupted in the air, rounding itself out into a large sphere. Rings of evanescent white circled the sphere. Looking a little on the wary side, the two wraiths opened what one would assume as their mouths and tried to prepare a shriek of deadly extent. Too late. With eyes glowing brighter than the ball of light in front of her, Eden ended her mantra with a powerful yellof the last word. "-GA OFFRUM!" The orb moved forward faster than would be possible if it were anything other than magick. Splitting into six smaller spheres in the air before growing in proportion once more, the holy's power surged through the night sky and instantly destroyed the wraiths. A pair of resounding shrieks and a sudden loss of light in the path and strength in Eden's body, and the shadows were no more. The priestess' eyes became their pale blue again, and the air no longer crackled with power. Faith had conquered once more. Feeling rather tired, the blonde female decided against visiting the apothecary and instead headed for the inn once more and then to her room to almost instantaneous sleep. |
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12-28-2006, 07:33 AM
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