We are Nephalem
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Thread Topic: We are Nephalem
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yes, it is.)
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Sure is~
Yes you can~ -
question, if we wanted to, could we make our character non-human? and by that i mean another race that isnt human. it wont add any special abilities, its just for looks.
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For Emy's weaknesses, I'm going to add that when casting magic, she has to be saying certain words depending on the spell she's casting. While casting, she's more vulnerable. This can be a problem because if, for example, an enemy comes charging at her, then she can either go through with the attack and surfer major damage, or she can cancel the spell and begin dodging, making it so that she can't cast a spell easily, if at all, and she still has a chance of getting hit.
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Name: panthiro veddolheim
Age: 27
Gender: male
*Class: barbarian
Sexuality: straight
Appearance: (since the provided picture is black and white) his fur is a dark, burned orange with black stripes everywhere along his pelt. his left eye is partially blind due to a past battle scar over it, and his right eye is perfectly fine and yellow. there is spots of fur that is rust colored on his body, but only a few. his tail is decently long, with a ebony black tip. his teeth are unclean but nearly as sharp as diamond. its a wonder he doesnt scratch himself everywhere inside his mouth when eating. his ears have small rings piercing them, each one symbolizing one of his many virtues. from top to bottom; strength, bloodlust, rage, stamina, persistence, and courage, three rings on each ear. he has battle scars all over his body, his favorite being the large one on his back that crosses from his shoulder to his hip.
Personality: not the smartest, just like any usual barbarian. he takes pride in all the weapons he uses. easily angered, a beer addict, and not the best strategist. his only strategy is to charge in and slaughter any enemy in his path.
Short bio: he adventures for the thrill of battle and to make a name for himself in the world, to make any whom hear his name shudder in fear. raised under a blacksmith out in the woods, he grew up testing weapons and learning how to make and repair them. as for cooking and important things like math and history, your better off asking a potato for help. he is a loot whore nowadays and is very greedy, but very spend-y when it comes to weapons of great power.
Abilities: at certain points of low health, pantiro will enter a blood-lust state, which is one of his more... passive abilities, if you will. while in this state, he deals massive damage with all blows he deals and can hit through shields that are blocking most of the time, all while ignoring poisonous effects (by this i mean he doesnt recognize the pain, but it will register damage like normal). at the same time, he has trouble seeing, so he might mistake an ally for an enemy. another skill of his is the ability to smash his weapon to the ground, dealing massive damage to anything vertically in front of where he was facing when he smashed.
Weaknesses and strengths: like i said, he isnt very smart. so if he is outnumbered greatly without a single chance of survival, he will still charge in if not restricted. basically, he is easy to manipulate and/or trick.
Other: he can repair tools and make decent low grade weapons at his current level. (which im guessing is 1 at the moment.)
im guessing im able to join, so i made this in advance. if im unable to join, then oh well. X3 made this for nothing. also, this character is very loosely based off my khajiit character in skyrim. :D) -
Name: Shadow Fox
Age: 25
Gender: Female
*Class: DEMON HUNTER (I love shooting things XD))
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: Shadow Fox has pale skin and glowing yellow eyes that darken or lighten with her mood. She is slim and light weight, built for running. She always has silver armor on but generally covers it up with a black cloak and hood
Personality: Shadow Fox is a lone wolf, plane and simple. She will occasionally work with other people if she has to but other wise she stays away from other people.
Short bio: Shadow Fox's family, and her entire village, was destroyed in an attack from demons when she was young. Because of this she changed her name and set out to kill any demon in her was to finding the one who ordered the attack
Abilities: Shadow Fox can disappear, summon one companion from the shadows to aid her, make traps, and shoot a lot of arrows in a continues stream
Weaknesses and strengths: Shadow Fox tends to act rashly when she gets lied to and will make mistakes. She also has a problem with people who say she shouldn't fight because she is a girl. She has trouble summoning her companion in the day time. But at night she can do so easily and she also has a better chance at turning invisible and setting traps in the dark.
Other: She likes to use two hand cross bows or a normal cross bow -
Cale Newbie(Can I join?)
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Of course you can, sweet~
Pardon my absence, everyone, just a reminder that I will make the starter tomorrow when I return from school.
We'll follow this order;
Moyashi (Me)
Wolf
Luna
Absol
Phoenix
and I will add any newcomers.
If you cannot reply for a period of time for whatever reason, please do give notice and we'll either wait for your return or find a way for you to get back in to the story. Thank you! -
(I will always keep this roleplay open to new people. If anyone would like to join after this point, contact me via the Lounge. Thanks! Cale, feel free to post your character and join in.)
Since he was young, Mavis pondered on what to do with his life after his family had been killed. Revenge, of course, was his main purpose, but he also knew, after his recent travels, that others like him existed. Others that would discover, or had discovered, their gift of strength and power far superior to the average human. And, while on the hunt for his family's murderer, he sought to find as many like himself as he could, in hopes that maybe at least one of them would have an idea of where they had come from, what their purpose in this world is.
Sighing deeply, Mavis made his way into an inn. He was exhausted after a day of hunting whatever monsters or villains plagued the town and its people. They were always so kind and generous, even with what little they had, and they needed so much help from 'heroes like himself' as some would say. But Mavis never refused a villager in need; He did everything in his power to help the distressed. It cost him a scar or two, even a few days of bed rest, but if it left the townsfolk feeling content and safe, he'd do it. -
Sapheara walked unfaunfazed by what ever was causing the stupid commotion this street was wonderfully throne into, it had yet to cause her any harm and as far as she was mainly caused by a bar fight. Other than that a lady screaming at a man a child crying merchant and just some normal talking was all that filled the streets. Sapheara shivered slightly not once since she left her house had she missed it, being so sheltered, stiff (or suppose to be that is), she may of had everything but that really wasn't what she wanted. Well until about twenty minutes prior to her walking down this street. Sapheara was cold, soaked, hungry, tired and not to mention practically broke. Sapheara pulled her hood slightly, she was knocked over by some guy probably being thrown out of the bar. She slammed against the ground, she let a deep growl rumble in the back of her throat. She got up rolling the drunk off her, she sighed now covered in dirt. Adding that to her wonderful list of hers she walked away. She heard a low growling voice behind her, "Who said you were aloud to go? You just ruined my roll." Sapheara chuckled softly turning around just quick enough to dodge the fist flying at her face. As the man stumbled in front of her she smelt a wave of alcohol fly by, she coughed.
"What the.." She shrugged it off and kept walking the way she was going not even caring at this point. She shivered again, she chuckled quietly to her self pulling up the hood that had been knocked off.Others, she thought to herself, Interesting thought. If only.. -
Cale NoviceName: Jayden 'Jay' Nightshade
Age: 14
Gender: Male
*Class: Witchdoctor
Sexuality: Bisexual (Though he hasn't figured it out.)
Appearance: Jay is a small boy, about 5'2 with eyes like a kaleidoscope. His raven black hair is an absolute mess which can not be tamed. He has a light tan acquired by his time outdoors. He wears a grey-blue button up coat with brown lining and a plain t-shirt, along with worn-out sneakers. Jay always has his brown backpack with him that contains all his possessions.
Personality: He's quite because he's never been given any reason to be loud. Though he's naturally selfless, he has learned to be rational and see if he can benefit from the situation. Jay is not very trusting due to past experiences.
Short bio: He's been going from place to place since he can remember, though he has faint memories of having a family. One thing he remembers very clearly before he started traveling is his immense fear of dark beings who killed everything in sight, which he has later learned were demons.
Abilities: Jay can insert some of his magic into inanimate objects, bringing them to life. He also knows basic shadow magic and can use the shadows to travel from time to time. Another ability of his is that he can talk to animals.
Weaknesses and strengths: He has a vast knowledge of healing remedies and herbs, which he keeps in stock inside his pack. When using shadows to travel one literally melds with their shadow to get to their destination, the downside to this is later the chances of not being able to split from your shadow increase the more you do it.
Other: His companion is one of the very first inanimate objects that he infused his magic with, a skeleton plushie that goes by the name 'Boo'. -
Cale Novice(Is this okay?)
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(I'm sorry I took so long. I was unexpectedly busy today.)
Emy opened the front door to her small house. It was at the end of one of the busier streets in town. The street was lined with shops and houses, and a popular inn was at the other end of the street. She walked inside and shut the door behind her. Walking across the room, beside her bed, Emy placed a small cloth bag and her bag of money that she was carrying, and placed them on her bedside table.
Emy fell backwards onto the bed, taking a moment to relax, then she sat up. She glanced around the room, and her eyes rested on a long, decorated rod resting beside a cupboard. A little magic practice wouldn't hurt. -
panthiro confidently walked into the nearest town, carrying two deer, one on each of his shoulders. he easily carried them over to a local trader who traded coin for fresh game, and flopped their carcasses on the table for examination. while the owner examined the value of each deer, panthiro turned around to look around at his surroundings. there were a couple of people causing commotion on the street, a man being punched by some weary traveler from the looks of her, a local inn, and a few houses here and there. the man behind him started to speak up soon after he was finished and about to help the weary woman, grabbing panthiros attention back. "this will get you one hundred and fifty gold, cat. and dont try to talk me into giving you any more, i know how your kind operates..." the merchant held out a sack of coin, a frown in panthiros general direction. panthiro smirked with disgust and snatched the sack out of his hand. "racist, tarvokus lum laas..." he glared at the merchant before tying the coin sack to his side and walking behind the woman, resting his hand on her feeble-looking shoulder. "are you alright, ma'am?" he asked, his cat-like accent making him sound somewhat like a cunning thief.
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