Mykul

you're all insane...and im in. i hope its alright that i dont do it in first person like sean. [B]Name[/B]- Piddles [B]Age[/B]- 6 [B]Gender[/B]- Male [B]Personality[/B]-Piddles is a little dog who loves to have fun. he is only interested in things that are loud, exciting, and taste good. he is a terrible convorsationist, because due to mind wanderings he never really says anything intelligent. he often yells bizzare commands at inatimant objects. [B]Weapon[/B]- Piddles can annoy people to the point of insanity with his dancing, lack of attention, and made up songs. [B]Appearance[/B]- [URL=http://tinypic.com/5w4ef]Cick[/URL] DANCING MADNESS! [URL=http://members.lycos.nl/finalfantast/Girs_doom_song.mp3]Click[/URL] SINGING MADNESS!!! [B]Bio[/B]- Piddles is a failed genetic enhancement experiment. scientists were trying to create a super intelligent canine, but what they got they could never have been prepared for. the first dog to survive the test could speak, but hardly a rational word ever came from his mouth. all the test subject would do all day is eat tacos, dance, sing made up songs, play with plushie pigs, and pee. this is where he got the name piddles. the enhancement surgeory took away his hair and his color vision, so Piddles wears a green zip up fur suit in place of his lost hair. he was chosen to be in the cookie avengers because...well...the government MADE HIM, they gotta use him for SOMEHTING! [B]Seciality[/B]- Being so darn lovable. tell me if i need to edit!

Gary stared after calypso, leaning against his car. his mind was completely torn in half. should he go back to his friends and have to watch Ren and Raven fall for eachother, or just get in the car and drive the hell away? [I]get in the fucking car.[/I] he commanded himself. [I]get the hell in![/I] "damn you caly, i was right there!" he mumbled under his breath as he began walking back to the mall. "besides, you still have my knife..." ************** Gary stood in the entrance to applebee's, took a very large breath, and walked to the booth where his friends sat. caly, raven and ren were all laughing about something, but Andy was nowhere to be seen. the only open seat was right beside ren...Gary gritted his teeth. this was already turning out to be much harder than he had anticipated. Gary came to a stop beside the booth and the convorsation at the table stopped. "may i sit?" Gary asked without meeting any of their eyes. for a second no one answered. "of course!" said calyspo. Gary chanced a look at her face, and was thoroughly relieved to see her grinning at him. Ren turned a distinct color of red and, jaw set, slowly moved over to make room for Gary.

hello everyone. (this feels like an AA meeting kinda) my name is mike and im writing from the ATL. im a huge runner, i cant get enough of it. i run 40-60 miles a week, relatively speaking. i love writing just as much as i love running. my close friend jake ward (username: The Nameless) and i are writers for our highschool magazine. this site is a place i like to visit to let my hair down and allow some spelling errors, stupid mistakes, and just write fun and interesting things.

Gary watched from around the corner as Calypso and chris left eachother's company. he cursed to himself silently and put his switch back in his pocket. he was about to take the gangleader out, no questions asked, but calypso had saved the day. he began to follow behind caly as she wove her way back to wherever she was going. it was very important he catch her before she met up with the others; he had to say goodbye to someone or anyone besides Raven and Ren. finally, in front of EB games, Gary caught up with calypso and tapped her on the shoulder. she spun around, and stared at him with raised eyebrows. he took her by the elbow and led her to a bench where they both sat down. "dont talk, just listen." Gary said in hurried tones as he glanced about him. "im leaving. tonite, if i can. i dont know where, but ill find out soon enough." calypso remained absolutely speechless. Gary got up off the bench. "good bye caly, im gonna miss you and the others alot. you mean alot to me. but...can i ask you to do something for me?" Calypso finally found her tongue. "wha- oh sure. what is it?" Gary reached into his pocket and pulled out his switchblade. he flicked it open and looked lovingly at the gleaming blade for a moment, then flipped it shut again. "give this to Ren." he said as he handed it to Caly. "and one last thing." he swallowed against a lump growing in his throat. "tell Raven that heather misses her." with that he turned and walked against the sea of shoppers, headed for the parking lot.

Ok had to put some steeler prattle in here! yeah midnight rush, sorry about that first game there. you guys had heart in the second half, and probly would have won if we didnt already have a good lead. But yeah we just got rammed by the freakin Ravens. man i hate that team! so many of them have been to jail and most of them are cocky A-holes. in our game today, Deon (spelling?) had this average run-back for like 20 yards, and being the idiot he is he rips off his helmet and skips around the field! HE GOT A FIFTEEN YARD PENALTY FOR TAKING OFF HIS HELMET!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!! that made my day...

OOC: ok, Lix. switching from depressed and homicidal to lighter side. IC: After the episode at Raven's house, Gary trudged home. it was there, lying on his bed and staring at the ceiling, that he realized something: he didnt want to lose his freinds, no matter what. he had been handling this matter the entirely wrong way. Gary left the house, got in his car, and headed for the mall. he knew his friends well enough to know that was the one place they always went to get their minds off of things. he would bet his life on it. on the way there thoughts and pictures kept popping into his mind like commercials.Ren and Him playing on a playground at their old elementary school, Calypso giving him some of her lunch whenever he forgot his, things like that which made him feel sorrier and sorrier for his behavior. he finally pulled into the mall parking lot.

Raven and Ren entered the bathroom, and Gary was left in the living room alone. he was feeling too many emotions at the moment; too many for his head to hold. he was angry, he was jealous, he was unwanted, he was afraid, he was shocked that he had actually taken a blade to Raven. Gary pocketed his knife, and with two huge sighs he turned on his heel and exited the house. he stood on the front step, breathing in the night air. he could here bare mutters of what Raven and Ren were saying in the bathroom, the fact that the two of them were still together made him suddenly furious again. "so i have no friends because im not a fucking murderer." he muttered to himself under his breath, running a hand through his black hair. "well, maybe if i change that, maybe ill have my friends back." he laughed to himself and made his way into the darkness. "after all..." he chuckled, "all i want is my friends back." OOC: uh yeah he's gone quite mad.

"some insane reason?" Gary's jaw dropped open, and he stared dumbly at Ren. he DID look insane. "SOME INSANE REASON??!! IM NOT THE ONE PROWLING AROUND AT NIGHT KILLING INNOCENT TEENS! IM NOT THE ONE WHO GOES TO LATE PARTIES AND GOES TO SCHOOL WITH A HANGOVER! IM NOT THE ONE WHO HAS SEX WITH TEACHERS!! INSANE?? [I]INSANE???[/I] " Gary slashed and tore at the air with his knife as he ranted; Ren moved slightly to cover Raven from view. "IM...IM!!!" Gary stopped and looked at the knife in his hand. a sob escaped his throat and a tear ran down his chin. "im the sane one, and still Raven doesnt love me...Still..."

OOC: Quote- "Gary, what are you doing here?" answering that. IC: "talking." gary stated, meeting Ren's eyes with a cold determination. "and you, friend, are listening." Ren and Raven were taken aback, slightly speechless. Gary turned his gaze from Ren and looked expectantly at Raven. "um...lets all go inside, ok? its getting kinda chilly." Raven suggested to the two men, motioning to the door. Gary stood up and stepped aside, and Raven opened the door and stepped in, Ren and Gary followed. "sit." gary said flatly, motioning to the couch. Raven gave a confused look at Gary and flopped down on the couch, but Ren remained standing. "come on Ren, dont make this any harder than it's already gonna be." Ren clenched his fists, quivering slightly. "Gary, you have no idea what you're getting yourself in to. just turn around and leave now, before i have to-" Ren was cut short by a quick movement at Gary's side. Gary leveled his freshly drawn switchblade in front of Ren. "fucking sit down Ren." he pleaded.

Gary dressed, pulling his beater over his head and donning his black leather jacket. people would sometimes tell him his evening outfit made him look like the fonz, but he really didnt care. he liked his clothes. there was only one more thing to do. he had to go to Raven's house and wait for her to get back from her date with Ren, and try to talk to her. he walked over to his dresser and opened a drawer. from it he withdrew his switchblade. He would be prepared for trouble...Ren was a dangerous man. and if Ren decided to linger at Raven's place for a while...well...Gary would have to talk to Raven AND Ren, and he simply felt safer talking about murder if he himself posessed a weapon. Gary was in the process of walking through his door when he stopped suddenly. he still had one more thing he wanted to do. he rifled through his school papers until he found an info sheet containing Archer's home phone number for parent emergencies. Calypso was probly still there, even though it had been a good few hours since Gary had seen them in the window. his plan was simple. he was going to tell Caly she didnt deserve the love she was getting. and something else... He planned on telling Calypso to get ready to kill him, because if Raven wouldnt listen to him he left himself three options: Tadling, suicide, or just giving his body up to the bloodthirsty chaotic club.

OOC: hey i sure appreciate you putting me in there! thank you. IC: Gary didnt stop running until he got home. he stood under the back porch, breathless and dazed. he regarded himself disgustedly with a shake of his head. why was he running? he wasnt jealous of Ren touching Raven... not VERY jealous, at least. he wasnt angry with Raven, because it wasnt like Raven owed it to Gary to stay away from other guys. than why...why had he run? [I]because im a coward. i was afraid.[/I] he knew this to be true. deep in his heart, he believed Raven wasnt a killer. but when teamed up with Ren, the two may have made good on Calypso's death threat. defeated, he walked through the back door and into the kitchen. he stepped over heather, who was playing with her dolls on the floor, and grabbed a gatorade from the fridge. whatever happened, he promised himself, he would speak to Raven. [I]Even if it kills me...[/I]

alright this is going pretty good. is demonic elf planning on finishing his sign up? k well im gonna wait and see if anyone else wants in, ill PM you guys before we start up.

Gary stood at the front door of Raven's house...which looked more like a shack. his hand was on the doorbell, but he couldnt bring himself to ring it. he could hear the sobs inside and he knew that Raven was at a very low point, but he didnt know if he could take seeing her. Just to make sure that he didnt stoop down to the "chaotic" level, Gary had left his knife at home. he figured this was a good idea, though he didnt know exactly why. Finally, he made up his mind. he would Talk to Raven and, with any luck, help her work out some of her demons. he held his breath, gritted his teeth, and rang the bell. OOC: um we had a same time post thing here with me and yunsung, so just go ahead and ignore this one of mine.

As James and Calypso tumbled and rolled around the room, laughing and yelling, Gary was watching. he stood at the window to the living room, slightly concealed by a branch. he was presented with a very strange situation. very strange indeed. he found that now, at this moment, he wanted nothing more than to hurt caly. to strip something she loved away from her just as she found peace. someone who takes pleasure in maiming other people has no right to experience happiness or love. Gary relished the mere thought of bursting into the house, heralding "Murderer! Murderer!" the sounds of tumbling stopped. Gary didnt feel up to venturing a guess as to what was going on now. trying to make up his mind as to what to do, he fingered the switchblade in his sleeve pocket. this brought him back to reality a little. [I]Maybe she needs this. maybe all the guys need to turn back is a little love...or maybe they cant turn back...[/I] Gary gave the blade one final squeeze, withdrew his hand from his jacket, and began his walk home. it was friday, and friday nights were his movie nights with Heath.

OOC: ARGH! everytime i get back from training, you guys have like a whole new page for me to read! IC: *slight mature warning* Gary, shaking and twitching uncontrolabely, threw open the bathroom door and made for a stall. He fell to his knees and retched into the toilet violently, breathed, vomitted again. "Fuck." he muttered weakly through a mouth thick with spit and his own sick. "fuckin shit." he groaned and stood up, leaning on the stall wall for support. he couldnt believe it! he knew the old gang had gotten kinda strange, but he never would have thought them to be murderers! and then thoughts turned to his beloved Raven, and his heart was twisted in a hurricane of pain and betrayal. gathering himself a little, he remembered he sould be at lunch. he existed the bathroom and headed for the cafeteria. when he entered, he found himself looking across the room, observing the 5 at their table. he caught Raven's eye, and couldnt tell if it was anger or sadness he saw in her eyes. [I]ill never forgive you.[/I] he vowed silently.

OOC: man, im loving the running references...sry i wasnt on at all ealier today, but i had a race. IC: Gary whiped the sweat from his brow. he had just finished his basketball game for gym, and now everyone was heading for the locker rooms. he looked around the pack of walking students until he singled out Calypso. it was now or never. weaving his way through the crowd, he caught up with her and took her by the elbow. she gave a start, but he merely ignored her and led her away from the crowd so he could have words with her in private. "Gary, what the hell?" Caly looked confused rather than angry. "you know, youve been acting very strange lately. you're hardly the same guy i used to know a year back." "no." gary stated, shaking his head. "you guys are the ones who have changed! there's something wrong with you now, you almost seem...malicious." "what are you trying to say Gary?"

the class had finished with the assignment, so Mr. Archer allowed the class the last 20 minutes of the period to mill about and talk. Gary sat alone at his table, nose buried in his current read, DUNE, a very good science fiction book. there was a scraping of chairs as Calypso and Andy siddled in next to Gary. Gary could feel his face redening as he put down his book. "hey guys." he said in what he hoped was a casual voice. "whats goin on?" "oh you know, nuttin." replied calypso smugly. "why werent you at the party last night?" "i had to put Heather to bed, then do my essay for history." "sure!" laughed Andy. "you know, i think you're avoiding us!" "dont be stupid, why would i do that?" "we just dont see you around is all, Gary." Calypso interjected. Gary didnt like the way this was turning out

sry. i had no idea. last time i listed some things im interested in and i just didnt get a reply, so i just figured ppl thot i was conceited... ok um good bands are Slipknot, Muse, The Offspring, Styx, Rammstein, and Silverstein. I love Star Wars movies. The best Kind of Avitar, however, would be anything having to do with running! is this better?

[I]nice.[/I] gary thought to himself as he discarded his apple core in a trash bin in the hallway. [I]she hugged you, gary! and all you could was mutter! im such a moron...[/I] Gary continued beating himself up until he got to his first class, art. he was about the third student to enter. he saw calypso sitting by herself at one of the long tables. for a fraction she glanced at him and their eyes met. Gary turned away quickly and headed for a table at the opposite end of the room. Gary could feel calypso's gaze on the back of his neck, but he didnt dare turn around. he wanted as much distance between her and him as possible; her and the other dudes. they had changed. while they were at that crazy party last night, he was reading Heather a bedtime story. Heather had taken a liking to Raven, back in the day, and she asked about her almost every night. Gary missed Raven too. "ok class!" the teacher projected over the chattering class. "please begin the daily task!"

i would be forever in someone's debt if they were to make me an avitar. any kind of avitar. just as long as its nifty lookin and please keep in mind that im a dude. thanks a lot! -Mike-

Name: Gary Spalding Age: 16 Gender: Male Role: Student (last or least or both, idk) Appearance: Gary is of average height with a sturdy build. he has black hair that he turns into short liberty spikes. his clothes for outsie schoo are usually black, and he has lots of piercings. people think he looks weird, mostly. Bio: Gary used to be good friends with the people in the chaotic club. in the lower grades they hung out alot. now, however, he stays as far away as he can. he senses something very wrong in all of them. Gary had a very normal up-bringing, and he still loves both his parents and all his little siblings (heather, marcus, and heath). He loves his family more than anything and would do anything for them. the majority of Gary's time is spent working for his dad as a mechanic. Gary himself drives a firebird that he put together by himself. Personality: Very calm and collected. even though he looks hardcore punk, Gary is very friendly to everybody he meets. he gets very angry, however, if his family has any kind of problem. Talent: Switchblade combat. he always has a switchblade somewhere on his person. Special relationship: knows Raven has had a hard life, and even though she scares him now he really feels that its his job somehow to make things right for her.

theres already an RP called battle net.??? honestly didnt know that...crap. ok blackjack to answer your question yes, there will be a story. the story will be anything you care to make up. i already know one thing im just gonna throw in there for some plot. and you have to make relationships with other fighers, etc. and im gonna wait for a few more to join before we start this up.

The year is 2700. the people of earth, in dealing with overpopulation problems, have built orbiting space stations that serve as colonies. one of these colonies, however, is very different from any other. it is called Zekrys, and it is the biggest and most exciting of all the orbiting nations. Zekrys has casinos, hotels, malls, racetracks of all kinds, and the most loved form of entertainment in the universe: the World Battle Network, or Battle net as it is called. Battle net is made up of fighters who live to fight and make it to the top of the ranks and be champion of the world. they fight in a circular glass topped dome arena, 400 meters in diameter. huge rows of seats stretch up the walls so people can watch live. cameras are placed all over the dome, so later ppl all over the world and colonies can watch all the fights of the week. almost 80% of the world tunes in to watch this program. Details: -fighters are in it for 7 years mandatory. they live and train on a compound beside the arena. - there are no deaths in exhibition fights. the winner has to knock his opponent into submission. if someone is killed, the person who killed them is punished. death decides the winner of championship fights, which are held less often than exhibitions. -you can have more than two ppl fighting at one time (teams, battle royals, etc.) be creative. when you fight and who and stuff like that is up to you. weapons are used only when both parties or people have a weapon to use. sign up will go like this: Name: you know Age: must be 16 to join Battle net Ring Name: name thats on the rank charts and the name you go by...in the ring! EX: ppl watching dont say theyre favorite fighter is joe brown, theyll say they like "killer" (make better names than killer) Rank: tell what rank you're in out of 60, or say that you are newly joined. (you have to beat someone twice to move up one rank. Alignment: overall, are you a good clean and fair fighter or a bad one who picks fights outside the ring? or are you neutral? Appearance: whatdya look like? Weapons: what weapon(s) you use in weapon-legal fights. Bio: biographical stuff Heres mine: Name: Shane Bold Age:20 Ring Name: FleshFire Rank: 31 Alignment: neutral Appearance: tall and brooding with short black hair ( i always use black hair...) always wears a white phantom of the opera mask on the left side of his face to cover burns he recieved at a younger age. Weapons: those...gaunlet type things with the blades coming out of the knuckles (dude i forgot what those are callled!) Bio: had a nice and wealthy upraising. one day, however, his highschool caught on fire. he was trapped under a desk, face against the floor, and no one noticed. he finally got himself out, but recieved terrible burns on one side of his face and his chest. not being able to bear the site of himself, he ran away from home and traveled to the colonies using money stolen from his parents. he trained in the martial arts until he was 19, then joined battle net. he thinks everyone is apalled by how he looks, and that if he is world champion ppl will love him.

Sean, you know im in. Name- Alan Westminster Age- 18 Gender- Male Appearance- Jon is a tall and lanky young man who measures out at a little under 6 feet tall. his short black hair is usually matted and unruly. he wears a tattered black tunic, and usually a brown traveling cloak overtop. his skin is rough and dry from all his years of working as an aprentice for his uncle in his smithy. his expression is always one of innonce, compassion, and honesty. Personality- Jon likes spending time in his uncle's smithy, learning the skill. he also enjoys dinner with his father, who was a priest many years ago. Jon has spent many hours with his father just listening; soaking in the knowledge the old man would spill. he is always honest, which endears him to most of the people of the village at the bottom of the mountains (not the same one as Carcius...this one's at the bottom of the mountain). Biography- All his life was routine, but Jon was happy. all he did was attend church with his father and work for his uncle. growing up, the things Jon believed in most were hard work and doing what is right. he was very friendly with all the town people. he turned 18 and prepared himse to start a shop of his own. then one night he had a wonderful dream. he was in a forest, and before him was a burning bush. from the bush spoke the voice of God: [I]Jonathon, my son. a terrible being has been brought upon this earth.[/I] as he heard those words, scenes of a terrible monster flashed through Jon's mind. he was afraid. [I]you must fight him. so is your destiny. you may not defeat him, and you may die, but you will combat this demon.[/I] Jon awoke, feeling frightened but enervated. he knew where he must go. he must travel to the village atop the mountain. the next night, however, Jon had a nightmare. in this nightmare a deep and terrible voice spoke strange words to him. Jon awoke, screaming, to find his house ablaze in flame. he fled and left that night, without looking back. he entered the woods and headed for Carcius. Weapon: none. he didnt have time to grab anything on his way out. one he made up his mind to go, he just did it. Snippet of Character- The forest is cruel. the days are hot and tiresome, dragging on and on as i trek through this green hell. And the nights...the nights are unbearable. the calling of the owls to me no longer sounds natural. their hoots have turned to voices, calling out "turn back". the rustling of the leaves is the trees conversing with one another: "this man will surely die." then, as i drift off to sleep i hear it. in a way, i feel it first. a cold feeling in the pit of my heart, as if i will never see another human face again. then, hardly audible, comes the sniffing. the grunting, the scratching, the inhaling of air into infidelic lungs. i feel the beast watching me, as sure as God. the noises dont stop, until the first light of dawn creeps over the mountaintops. i know he is watching me. Lord, deliver me from evil.

the story is a bit long, but thats how i always do things. sry. STORY in the beginning, there was nothing. there was a baron and blank world, covered in water. the high gods favored this planet, and placed upon it a gargantuan island. they gave the island rolling plains, beautiful forests, serene beaches, towering mountains, and vast deserts. they named it Sentria. to govern the land and keep the knowledge of the trees, rocks, rivers, and all the island, the high gods created a race called the ancient ones. then, adhering to the omnipresent law of conflict, the gods created two more races: the dark ones and the righteous ones. the dark ones, vampires , lived on the north half of the island, which was always blanketed by night. this came to be known as the shroud. the king of the dark ones lived in castle death, which generated the power of the shroud. the dark ones must stay inside the shroud, for they cannot survive the beauty and goodness of the rest of Sentria. the south half of the island was given to the righteous ones, and there nice warm days were always followed by moonlit, breezey nights. and as always, the law of conflict is upheld.the shroud of the dark ones began to spread and cover the island. the righteous ones would not let anything engulf the land they had been given. the dark ones and righteous ones waged savage war upon eachother for many years, until the dark ones were driven back into one small region of the island at the northern most tip. the war stopped, and the two races lived without MAJOR conflict for many years. it is 500 years later. the island has been split into different realms and the people have been split into even more races. the trade carts coming from plain realm are late...first a week late...then two, then three. no message of any kind comes from plain realm, which is the realm located just south of End realm, which is the dark nation. the nation of the shroud and Castle Death. the nation established by the dark ones once they were beaten to the tip of the island. scouts are sent to find the source of the problem. they are gone for two weeks, then they return with horrible news: the shroud has spread, just as before, and engulfed all of plain realm. the army of the dark ones is growing. Ok, so the main thing in this story is there's gonna be a group of people who travel to destroy Castle Death, thereby destroying the shroud, thereby destroying the vampires. wonderful. ok here comes some info on realms and races. THE REALMS OF SENTRIA End realm- the northern tip of sentria where the dark ones were forced back in the ancient wars. mostly a population of halflings, necromancers, and darkones. (see races) Plain realm- realm right south of End realm. a realm mostly of regular people who have no divine gifts that come with their race, mainly farmers. called plain realm for its flatness. Bare realm- most southern realm. pretty much a huge desert. no one lives there except for some nomads and the white ones. no one ever really goes there cus there is no reason to. Mountain realm- realm of hills and mountains, just south west of plain realm. High realm- between bare realm and mountain realm. where all major cities are pretty much. RACES OF SENTRIA (and their divine powers) The righteous ones- sort of the equivelant of elves. they have the power of telling if someone is telling the truth and seeing if people are true of heart. righteous ones hold positions like mayors and judges. The dark ones- pretty much vampires. cant go anywhere outside the shroud or theyll die. they are invulnerable to harm but age normally. the only way to kill one is to puncture its heart. they also posess superhuman speed and strength. obviously, they drink the blood of anything they can find with the confines of the shroud. they usually have the halflings bring them victims. The ancient ones- very neuteral setting, however they have free will and one can commit itsself to a cause. they are very wise, and can speak to the island through trees, rivers, and other forms of nature. The wild ones- live mostly in mountain realm. make good rangers and scouts, very quick. have the ability to communicate with animals. The white ones- live in a temple near the border of bare realm. usually on the good side. they have super brains (not big heads) that work faster than normal brains. therefor they move, react, think, and analyze faster than any other race. they make the best fighters of blades and fist because of their reaction time. The halflings- no, not hobbits. half human half vampire. they have sort of a give and take power. they are not invulnerable like vampires, but they CAN stray out into the rest of sentria without meeting their demise. they also posess the same strength and speed as vampires. most halflings live in end realm, doing the bidding of vampires and necromancers. however, some halflings are peacable and live outside end realm. The beasts- not to be confused with animals. animals are just regular everyday...animals. beasts are animals that can think and talk. they are very very rare and they live away from people. Necromancers- more inhabitants of end realm. this race studies the high dark magic. they do magical things like raise the dead (our heros will often encounter zombies), summon fire, and all those good things. ok and the sign up should go like this: Name- whatever you want. Age- not stupid. Gender/race- chick or dude, then tell what race you are. appearance- whacha look like. bio- include short(or long, if you're like me) life story, weapons or fighting specialties, where you come from, and motivation for stopping the shroud. i mean theres a small party marching into a dark nation, this is pretty much suicide almost. why does your character want to risk his/her life to save sentria? here's mine. Name-Olo Mercer Age-25 Gender/Race- male of the righteous ones. appearance- average height and weight,blonde hair that is pulled back in a small pony tail. hair on the sides falls past the ears. usually wheres white robes and tunics, traditional clothing of the righteous ones. Bio-Lived alone for most of his life in a calm and secluded house high in the mountains of mountain realm. spends his days training with his sword and praying. his sword is called Lichter, and it belonged to the first king of the righteous ones. the sword is white and crystaline, and will steadily suck the life out of anyone who holds it who has bad intentions. one day, word reached Olo of the spreading of the shroud. Olo is actually the last direct decendant of the ancient king of the righteous ones, so he feels it is his duty to kill the dark king, who is decendant from the ancient king of the dark ones who fought Olo's ancestor in the ancient wars.