Darth Vectis

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Kain laid in his seat of the ship, he was buckled up due to the rough ride. His eyes were closed, he drifted between sleep and the waking world. Letting his instincts do their job and watch out for him. And sure enough, he sensed something draw near and he snatched it, his eyes opene quickly to see what he had grabbed. He relaxed as he saw it was only the pilot, making sure he was still awake. Kain released his hand. [B] "Sorry about that. Are we there yet?"[/B] The pilot nodded and turned back to the cockpit, Kain unclicked the seat belt and stood up. He stretched and groaned as he arched his back. He was glad to be out of that chair and close to where they needed to be. He walked over to a near by window and looked out at the planet. [B] "Ahh, Kasumi. The mist planet. Been awhile since we've been here. How long before we land?"[/B] Kain s[B]aid while staring out the window. "About ten minutes." [/B]The pilot replied, still watching intently out the windshield. Kain pushed off the window and started to walk over to another area of the ship. [B] "Guess I need to wake up O?Neill." [/B]Kain pushed open the door to her room gentely and walked in quietly. He sneaked over to her bed, she lay sprawled out on the mattress. He manuvered to one side of her bed and placed his fingers under the mattress, he refrained from laughing out loud for the joke he was about to pull. He quickly flipped the mattress over. Sending O'Neill to the cold floor, waking her up instantly, she jumped on her feet and looked around quickly. Kain bursted out in laughter, she turned around to see Kain. She had the look of 'i'm gonna kill you , you basterd'. He smiled at her. [B] "Good morning princess."[/B] She hated it when he said that, he slowly walked around the flipped over bed and stood in front of her. [B] "We'll be landing in about ten mintues. Get dressed and get ready, Kasumi is a tough place. Remember last time."[/B] She was still staring at him as Kain left the room. Ten minutes later. The ship landed on the surface and Kain left immediately, his swords strapped to his back and his knife up his sleeve. He knew where he was going to the local bar, he needed money and they always held a poker game each night. He walked through the mist easily, his eyes penetrating the darkness. He could see the bar from where he stood. [B] "Nice, their still holding the game."[/B] He walked into the bar and moved over to a near by table with a few men just getting ready to start a game. He sat down in an empty chair and reached into his pocket. The men looked at him as he threw down a few bucks on the table. They all looked at eachother and nodded that he could play. The dealer passed out the cards and they all sat quietly as they looked at their hand. A few moments of silence got some bids thrown in, Kain threw in his as he watched each card holder. He wasn't looking into their eyes like the others were, he was watching hands. The game progressed and they all laid down their hands, a man to Kains left won. He took the pile and they started again, they played a second game and the same man won. They played another game, throwing in their money. All of them looking a their cards, the man on Kains left set his cards down, as he done in the two previous games. Kain struck out at him with his knife, pinning his hand to the table. The man yelled, Kain suddenly heard the clicking of guns being drawn and them being pointed at him. He looked up from his cards calmly. [B] "What the fuck is that about?[/B]" Kain looked at the man who was talking, then looked back to his cards and started to speak to the man. [B] "He's cheating." "Yeah, how do you know?"[/B] Kain looked up at him. [B] "Because I saw him do it. Twice."[/B] Kain help up two fingers. The man looked at the other with the knife through his hand. Then back to Kain. [B] "You got any other proof that he was cheating?"[/B] Kain looked at the man with the knife in his hand. He pulled it out and the man pulled his arm into his body. Kain snatched it and reached into his sleeveand pulled out some face cards. He threw them on the table.[B] "Theres your proof. Now, i'd like my money back. Plus some compensation for me making this cheater."[/B] The man grabbed a hand full of money from the pile and handed it to Kain. Kain counted the money and tucked it away. [B] "Thats as much as I put it. Wheres my compensation?" "You don't get it. You caught a cheater, not a wanted felon. You'll take what you have and leave."[/B] Kain stood up from his chair and walked to the man. [B] "I'm not leaving until you give me the rest of my money. Or I'm gonna have to use more then this knife to get it." [/B]The man showed a hint of fear, he reached down and grabbed another handful. He put it in Kain's hand, he counted that and smiled as he stuffed it into his pocket. [B] "Thank you Gentelmen. Now, I'll be leaving. You can deal with him in your own way."[/B] Kain then turned away from the table and left the bar. Smiling to himself.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Sun light streamed through the windows of the massive grey castle. Large towers over looked the entire complex and covered the surrounding areas as well. Several guards were posted in each tower and two guards per door for every tower and at the door of every room that was occupied by anyone who was important. And the castle was still, the light filtered in naturally and everything remained untouched. Except for the unusual shadow passing in front of a window for a split second, then vanishing as quickly as it came. Everytime it passed by, you could make out a humanoid form from a far. But up close, you could instantly tell this creatuer was not of human origin. Scales covered its body except for its stomach and chest. Its head was shaped like a snakes with the forked tongue flicking out. Anyone in the castle knew this was Carthage, a creatuer that none would dare bother him. Except Kaenia, who was the only one who could approch him without getting ripped to shreds. Carthage worked his way through the corridors, looking for something. He soon came across it, he moved swiftly through a pair of large wooden doors. The doors swinging open with ease and announcing his presence. As soon as he entered he vanished into the dark regions of the large room, Kaenia sitting in a throne like chair. Her face showed no emotion, like a stone statue. She was just staring at the wide open doors, Carthage still hiding in the shadows. Crawling up the wall silently now, getting a good spot if a surprise attack was needed. A few seconds later, a man in dirty clothes and his face caked in dirt. Some sweat drop lets cut through the dirt, but only to show more dirt under the first layer. He was panting as he stumbled towards Kaenia. Carthage watched as he approched her, if he drew to close for his comfort he would strike. His yellow eyes penetrating the shadows. His ears picking up the convertation from his postion. [B] "Mistress! Something is going on in the White Fire Kingdom. I can sense the energies gathering in one point. I don't know what is going on there, but it requires immediate attention."[/B] Kaenia nodded and used her hand to make a hand motion, with that done, Carthage dropped from his postion right behind the man. Landing in a crouched postion and standing up. The man slowly turning around, seeing the Skhad towering over him with a cold look. Kaenia spoke, breaking the quick tension between the Skhad and the dirty man. [B] "This is Carthage Ashrak. As you can see he is a Skhad." "Yes I can. But what is he doing out of the Sulphur Wastes? Isn't that where he should be, since he is a creatuer of them?"[/B] Carthage's face moved closed to him as he let out a deep throated growl. Kaenia motioned for him to move next to her, he moved slowly, keeping his eyes on the dirty man. [B] "I'd be careful if I were you. Yes, he was born in the Wastes, but he is an out cast from his tribe. So, he lives here and does what I ask. Now."[/B] She turned her attention to Carthage, he looked down at her. [B] "Carthage, I need you to go to the White Fire Kingdom and find out what is happening. If anyone sees you, kill them. If you are captuered, do not speak a word. Remember your extensive training."[/B] Carthage bowed his head for a moment then started to walk to the doors, she called him one more time and he turned around. [B] "Take him outside. Give him a reward for being so helpful."[/B] Carthage knew what she really meant, he nodded and motioned with his head for the man to follow. They walked through the large doors and into the hall, the doors closed behind him with a loud creaking noise. The man rubbed his hands in anticipation of a reward, Carthage started down another hall. Motioning the man to follow once more, the man followed hurriedly. Carthage came to another door and opened it, the man walked in. His eyes opened wide. He was staring at the largest amount of treauer he had ever seen. He started to move to a pile when he felt something sharp enter his body. Then pull away, he started to crumble to the floor. He looked behind him to see Carthage's fangs hanging from his mouth. He opened his mouth and they folded in. The man fell over and then started to convulse, foam spilling out of his mouth and his convulsions grew more violent. Then, he stopped altogether and lay motionless on the ground. Carthage grabbed the mans shirt and threw him over his shoulder, he walked a few feet then came to another door. He opened the door and pulled out a cloth sheet. He laid it on the floor then plopped the man in it. He rolled the man up in the sheet. After he was done he threw him over his shoulder once more and departed the castle, heading for the White Fire Kingdom. Off to find out what was happening that required to send him off on a pointless mission.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Carthage Ashrak (Ashrak is clan name) [B]Age:[/B] 30 [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Race:[/B] Skhad [B]Physical Features:[/B] Carthage has horn-like growths on his elbows and knees that are about 8 inches long and curve naturally to his body so he can still straighten his arms and legs. With clawed fingers and elongated fangs that can fold in his mouth when closed and extend when it opens. With a flat spot on his head that is slightly raised where a horn use to be. [B]Height:[/B] 6?2? [B]Weight:[/B] 212 lbs [B] Eye Color: [/B]Yellow [B]Hair Color:[/B] No hair [B] Place of Origin:[/B] Sulphur Wastes [B]Appearance:[/B] Carthage?s skin is covered with dark, green scales, except some of his stomach and chest which is a light shade of yellow. He has a forked tongue that flickers out of his mouth every so often. His face is slightly narrowed to have a similar shape of a snake. His ears are also just holes in the sides of his head. He tends to wear a black vest and baggy black pants and a forest cloak. But in combat it all comes off. [B]Loyalty:[/B] Kaenia [B]Personality:[/B] Carthage tends to be silent since he is mostly treated as and out cast or looked upon as a foul creature of the Sulphur Wastes. He is loyal to Kaenia and protects her carefully. He watches everything very carefully and never over looks anything and he always watches and calculates his enemies? attacks and movements. He can turn from a quiet watch dog, to a vicious and powerful fighter. If he feels that the people he are watching or himself, are in danger, he will strike quickly like a snake and eliminate any threat. He feels no remorse for killing another, especially if it is another Skhad from another clan. And when he enters a good fight with another creature he loses all sense of time and being and fights until the other fighter is dead, or he is. [B]Weapons:[/B] He uses the spikes on his elbows and knees when he can get a downward blow in battle of a knee hit for an upward blow. His claws serve as his main weapon and can rip through flesh easily. His fangs are more of a finishing attack since they are loaded with a Neurotoxin that, once used, takes a day or two to remake. He also incorporates his reptilian agility and speed into his brutal physical attacks, which makes him very difficult to hit for another Skhad. Or extremely difficult for other races to touch. [B]Short History:[/B] Carthage was raised in the Warrior clan of the Ashraks, they are well known for their snake like qualities and their technique of using strength with speed. He?s one of the smallest, in height, in his entire clan, but time and time again he proved he was better then the rest. That he was stronger and faster then the ones who ridiculed him for his size and small horn on his forehead. But for awhile he ignored their taunting and focused on growing stronger and faster then they could ever be, and in his tribe there are events that are held every year that let a warrior prove he was best amongst the clan and earn the right of one of the highest ranks in the clan. So he tried out and succeeded in beating each trial that was presented to him. But, one again, his size and his horn were reflected on and he was deemed to have falsely beaten each trial, the elders thought he was far too small to be stronger and faster then the biggest man in their clan and easily take him down. This brought out Carthage?s inner rage, something that was new to him but had a familiar feel to it. The adrenaline that flowed through him at the time made him even stronger and faster, so, in his moment of rage. He went right at the elders for their discrimination against him, he slew three of them faster then they could react. The others brought him down with their combined effort and managed to restrain him and chain him, for about three days he remained chained by his wrists and ankles to a large boulder. He spent those three days yanking and pulling on the chains, trying to get out. On the fourth day the remaining elders came to him. They held him up against the boulder as the Lead Elder proceeded to cut Carthage?s horn, when the elder had finished they unlocked his chains and stepped away from him. That day he was exiled from his clan and with his horn amputated, was forever branded as a murder, traitor, and enemy to the Ashrak clan. He was then sent off into the empty Sulphur Waste to survive on his own. Several days later, he was dying of thirst and hunger. His body was slowly wasting away and he grew weaker with each step he took. He eventually collapsed and passed out, thinking he was going to die and was going to be alone. But, much to his surprise, he awoke about three days later and found himself in a woman?s presents. She spoke sweet words to him in his language that seemed to draw his attention and slowly brought him back to life, every day she would bring him food and wine. And everyday he would eat the food while the woman spoke to him; he came to trust her and started to speak to her. Only speaking in his clan?s dialect and only to her, she understood him but he slowly started to learn her language. How to understand it and how to speak it. He soon found that her name was Kaenia and that she needed help for a special mission, and in return for his help. She would help him get revenge on the elders that denied him his rightful position. That was 3 years ago, he still protects her and waits for the day his vengeance will be exacted. He still doesn?t talk to anyone, except Kaenia. And trust her alone. [/SIZE][/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]OOC: Hope this is good[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Azuroth [B]Age:[/B] 29 [B]Personality:[/B] Azuroth really just is insane, he takes extreme pleasure in torturing anything that breathes and can scream, he enjoys even being tortured. His sadistic ness is beat by none of his personality traits, but under his insane exterior is the mind set of a cold killer, cunning, quick and ever evolving to further help him in his on going hunt if angels. [B]Race:[/B] Demon [B] Weapon:[/B] Dagger Tail, Weapon is in pic. The tip end of the weapon that you cannot see is an arrow pointed blade with the corners curving up. [B]Short Bio:[/B] Azuroth was born and raised in the demon world, raised around blood, anguish, torment and eternal suffering of all. His surroundings only sparked the monster most see today, but what really turned him into the mad creature he is, is by seeing a demon brutally murdered by another. The other demon was captured and sentenced to a horrible death. The sight of seeing such a grizzly death of one demon and the executing of another made him create images of him slaying others in such graphic manors that they started to take a toll on his mind, wearing it down until he became a monster far worse then any demon. As a child he found that pain felt very good, the stinging sensation of a minor wound or the excruciating feel of a blade sinking deep into some ones flesh. After several years his interest in death, torture, and destruction made him learn effective methods of interrogation. In the demon world, that meant breaking somebody physically and mentally. Breaking their spirit so they would say anything you wanted. He even went so far as to fusing a weapon straight into his left arm. The weapon he had infused into his flesh was a legendary weapon amongst demons. It was said that the weapon has tasted so much blood from Angels, Demons, Humans, and other species that exists in the universe that created a mind of it?s own. Thinking individually from the user and doing as it wished, it constantly craves blood and death. The weapons hunger never satisfied. That is what drew Azuroth to the weapon. And to this day, the Azuroth and his Dagger Tail have slaughtered several hundred angels. But the insanity of his own making and the unsatisifible hunger of the Dagger Tail lead him to the murder of more demons then angels. This earned him the runes that were placed all over his body, restraint runes to keep him from killing any more demons. The runes can even kill him if all the words on the rune are known and spoken aloud. Fortunately for him, very few understand the runes. So he kills as he pleases, avoiding the beings that understand the runes at all cost. Trying to keep from being a slave to their words. [B] Appearance:[/B] [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/Sagethefiend/DarkPrince_Throne.jpg] Azuroth. [/URL][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]I believe dragons existed and were just like any other creatuer, they weren't mean or nice. Just willing to survive in an ever changing world. I watched a documentary a while back about how they had found a dragon corpse in the mountains of Romania. I honestly hope it is true, but my better instincts tell me to doubt such a thing could be found. But there are so many stories that exist around the world that there has to be some truth in them. Every myth, legend, story, and superstition has some root of truth. They have to if they are ever to be real stories.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Xedath. [B]Title:[/B] Xedath, the Chains of Darkness [B]Number in Organization:[/B] II [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Personality:[/B] Xedath is very, cold. It is a usual nobody thing but he is more so then the rest. The other members of the Organization say the have a sense of feeling, but Xedath denies that he feels at all. He is very straight forward and likes to remain mysterious to anyone he meets; he is also very headstrong and never backs down, even when he should. And he always concerns himself with the mission then anything else. [B]Appearance: [/B]Xedath stands at a height of 6?0" and has a lean build with his muscles evenly sized all across his body; he has long black spiked hair that comes to mid-back with red tips on the end of his hair. He usually has it tied back and tucked away under his hood. His face looks slightly older then it should and has that look of something hidden. His eyes are a dark green, but hardly anyone sees his face or his eyes. He also wears a black, long sleeve shirt with the design of a triangle with three arrows pointing down from the bottom of the triangle with a circle around it. Along with slightly baggy, black pants. And the usual cloak of the Organization. [B] Weapon:[/B] He uses chains; they wrap around his forearm and have razor-sharp edges that can cut through heartless like melted butter. The chains extend to the desired length he wants and needs to execute his favorite attack. He also likes to combine his agility and reflexes with each move. Making them as fluid like as possible. [B]Nobody:[/B] [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/Sagethefiend/Demons-BGDarkness.jpg] Xedath?s Nobody. [/URL] Xedath?s nobody has the power of fear, not just because of its look or evil, but it can summon up a mortal creature fears and render them immobile from the shock. Xedath?s nobody may only be a shell of what it was, but it holds extreme loyalties to Xedath, and is rather protective of him. Even amongst the other members of the Organization. Xeliohs is one of the few that the Nobody won?t snap at. Xedath has named this Nobody, even though that is a bit unorthodox, he named it Carthage. [B] Character Snippet:[/B] Xedath lightly twirled a small piece of chain in between his fingers, the razor-edge never cutting a single inch of his flesh. His hood drawn in his usual manor, keeping his mysterious look. He breathed slowly and deeply as he walked about the Organizations headquarters. His mind showing images of worlds that they were going to have to visit in order to achieve their goal. [B] ?It?s so quiet. I wonder where the others have gotten to.?[/B] He looked at his leisure for any sign of the other members, finding nothing he gave up on it quest and walked slowly through the corridors. The chain still fiddling in between his fingers. He let out a light sigh as he stopped in the middle of a random corridor. [B] ?I wonder if any heartless are roaming around. Lets find out.?[/B] Suddenly a pool of darkness appeared right under his feet and he slowly began to sink into the darkness. He sank into it and then appeared in the Dark Corridor, his head protruding from a random spot in the ground. The darkness pushing him out of the pool until he was free of the darkness. He scanned the area in front of him and saw instantly heartless walking aimlessly. He started to walk to the small group in front of him; he let some of his chain dangle down and makes a light rattling noise. Enough of a noise to get the creatures attention, the group turned swiftly to see Xedath standing by himself. They quickly changed their patrol route and came at him, a couple of them running off another direction to call back up. Xedath let a large amount of chain to drop from his sleeves; he then swiftly charged the heartless. Swinging his chains with ease and agility that humans did not have, the chains cutting through the heartless easily. Screeches came from each downed monster as it vanished into pure darkness, one of Xedath?s chains wrapped around heartlessness? neck and tightened around it. Creating a sort of leash on the dark being. Xedath swung the heartless around and smashed it in another one, both vanishing in their shimmer or darkness. He flipped through the air, twirling as he swung the chains. Cutting down more heartless, he landed softly and spun in a full circle. Killing off the heartless that though they could surround him and finish him. Xedath was now getting to caught up in the satisfaction of slaying the heartless that he ceased seeing their numbers grow steadily. He continued to cut up the heartless, still not seeing that their ranks were growing so that they could snuff out this attacker. Xedath cut down a few more heartless before he noticed the swelling ranks; he dropped to his knee and placed his hands on the ground. A swirling pool of darkness formed and his chains shot right into it, the heartless that came to close got cut in half by the chains that shot up from the ground and went back in. This was his favorite move, Xedath smiled through his hood and watched as the heartless stood in a circle around him. [B] ?Come on! Come and claim me!? [/B]The heartless looked as if they might try a full frontal assault, but instead they took a step back. Xedath launched off from his crouched position and pulled his chains out with him. Swinging them at the cluster of heartless in front of him. Splitting them in half and in all sorts of directions, he was getting drawn into the battle. His whole body was swiftly flying through the creatures, his hood fell off. Revealing his face to all the creatures, and a crazed look in his eyes that showed he was enjoying this fight, even though the odds were not in his favor. The heartless grew bolder and came at him in large groups, he cut them down as they came, but the groups steadily grew larger. Xedath was slowly coming back to his sanity; he started to realize that he would lose this fight if he didn?t leave quickly. Or slay all these heartless, but since he lacked the ability of the keyblade, they would just turn back into heartless. He would need to make a hole big enough to create his portal of darkness, as he was ready to make his move he suddenly felt something grab him and pool him down. He found he was being pulled in a pull of darkness. Before he could fight back he was back in the Organizations Headquarters, Carthage crouched next to him. His blank eyes staring at him, scanning his body. Seeing if he was injured in any way. Xedath stood up and rolled his neck, a popping noise followed. He signaled Carthage to stand up. The Nobody complied and stood ready for anything. Xedath always treated Carthage differently; because he was headstrong he would sometimes seem upset that he was pulled from a fight. But this time, Xedath did a full bow to his Nobody. His right arm tucked under his stomach and left at his side. Carthage was thrown of guard for a second, but never showed it. [B] ?Thank you Carthage. Your last second grab saved my life. I am glad that you are the Nobody that protects me.?[/B] Carthage bowed his head, Xedath stood straight up again. He then heard a sound of foot steps behind him and turned. He spotted Xeliohs walking toward him. [B] ?Hello Xeliohs, what has brought you here??[/B] Xeliohs stopped about a foot away from Xedath; Xedath drew his hood as he waited for the answer. [B] ?Oh, no reason. Just some high level activity from the heartless has just occurred and I was just wondering if you might have had something to do with it.?[/B] Xedath shook his head, a smirk on his face that his hood hid from his friend. [B] ?Of course not, just been walking around with Carthage. It?s been a rather slow day.? [/B]Xeliohs looked at Carthage behind Xedath. Carthage just stared at him with his blank eyes. Xeliohs looked back to Xedath; Xeliohs smiled and patted him on the shoulder. [B] ?Well good. We don?t need angry heartless after you now do we.? ?Of course not, that would be a terrible thing.? [/B]Xeliohs knew Xedath had cased the commotion; this was just one of their games they played with each other. They stood there for a few more seconds then Xedath cleared his throat and spoke. [B] ?I must be going; I have other business to attend to. Let?s go Carthage.?[/B] Xedath walked away from his friend, Carthage right behind him. [/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Kain was tucked away in a remote part of the ship, laying on his back as he looked over his schematics of the ships fuel lines. He thought there was a leak somewhere in the lines since he found a small pool of oil where he was working. He searched slowly and carfully, checking each inch of the line to find his leak. [B] "Bloody hell, can't find it. Hate it when they are so small."[/B] Right then a drop fell right on his forehead and he quickly looked at the spot. [B] "Found ya."[/B] He wipped the drop from his forehead and reached into his pocket, he pulled out a small spray can and sprayed red coloring on the spot. He then grabbed his protable computer and marked it on the screen. He wiggle out of his spot and shook his head. He took a deep breath. [B] "Well, got that problem down."[/B] His computer beeped at him and found a new message on it. [B] "Hmm, I wonder who is sending me mail?"[/B] He touched the padand read the new message. He nodded to himself then deleted it. [B] "Well, thats interesting. Looks like I need some more sealant spray."[/B] He said as he shook the can and heard nothing inside. He tossed the can into a near by disposale unit and procceded to walk out of the ship. Helios caught him as he was leaving. [B] "Where ya off to?"[/B] Kain turned his head to look at him.[B] "Getting more sealent spray. Just ran out. Be back in a few."[/B] He saluted him and disappeared through the main hatch. He bumped into Nyah on the way out. She started to talk to him about how they needed to help this group of people to discover something top secret. This raised Kain's eyebrow. [B] "Sounds like an interesting propsition. But, you'll have to take it up with the everyone else, but I am all for it." [/B]Nyah nodded and then bolted off into the ship, Kain continued his way down the ramp and into the city. Heading for a near by store. ---------- Later that night Kain had a white bag in his hand with a spray can in the other, tossing it up gently and catching it again. He had a smiled on his face as he played with the can. [B] "That was harder then I thought, but it was very rewarding."[/B] He approched the ship and typed in the code on a hidden key pad to open the hatch. It hissed open and he stepped in. He closed it behind him and started heading to the back of the ship when he heard someone clear there throat. He turned his head to see who it was, and to his surprise it was Becca. [B] "What are you doing up so late Becca?"[/B] Kain asked with an eyebrow raised. [B] "The hatch opening woke me and I cam eot see who it is, what the hell are you doing coming in at this hour?" [/B]Kain smiled innocently. [B] "Sealant spray, need more. Took me most of the night to find the right stuff." "Hmm, sounds like you were busy." "You have no idea."[/B] Kain then walked off to the back of the ship, Becca following him with her eyes then returning to her cabin.[/SIZE][/COLOR] [SIZE=1] [COLOR=DarkRed]OOC: Hope this up to your expectations Reiku.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Kain Savage [B] Nick name:[/B] Night Walker [B] Age:[/B] Keeps his age to himself [B] Gender:[/B] Male [B]Side:[/B] Brotherhood: Assassin [B]Personality:[/B] Kain is uncharacteristically fun for an assassin. He plays practical jokes where he can use his skills to sneak up on people and scare the daylights out of them. And he laughs quiet often and enjoys life to the extreme doing everything to make his life that much more fun. He talks freely and says anything that comes to mind, very rarely refraining from saying the wrong thing. But he always makes sure he keeps from saying anything hurtful to people he knows. Otherwise he his cold-hearted killer and doesn?t care at all about whose throat he cuts. But he can be very protective about his fellow assassin O?Niell, even though she can handle herself. [B]Appearance:[/B] Kain stands at a height of 6?0" and has a lean build with his muscles evenly sized all across his body; he has long black spiked hair that comes to mid-back with red tips on the end of his hair with a little bit of gray in it. He usually ties it back when he?s killing. He wears a black, long sleeve shirt with the design of a triangle with three arrows pointing down from the bottom of the triangle with a circle around it. He also wears slightly baggy, black pants that have two Japanese symbols threaded into the material. The first symbol is threaded in silver and stands for strength. The second is blood-red in color and stands for the Sword. He likes these symbols because they are two things he prides in his life. [B] Weapons:[/B] He has two swords that he has strapped to his back. First sword has a black and red grip and he calls ?Rage.? The second one has a pure white grip and it is called, ?Tranquility.? Each is a samurai sword that was created by the same blacksmith. These two swords, in Japanese sense, are brother swords, designed the exact same way and both have a slight alteration to the blade. The blades have miniature edges that give it a saw like quality so that if it causes friction it can start a fire on the blade and sear the flesh of his target. And his final weapon is a simple double-edged knife that is about 8 inches long. [B] Ability:[/B] Abnormally sharp senses, taste, touch, sight, hearing, and smell and quicker reflexes then normal. [B]Flash back:[/B] Kain moved silently in the rafters of the large warehouse he was hunting in. Jumping ever so quietly to make sure he didn?t alarm any of the gun carrying mercenaries. Because he really didn?t feel like getting shot today and falling about 30 feet, he breathed slowly and deeply, regulating his heart rate and adrenaline level. Both were low and constant, this was good for him. He soon came to a spot where he could climb down. He made his way down from the rafters, to floor and crouched to conceal himself. He looked at his wrist watch. Then back into the area he was in. [B] ?Got about 30 minutes to finish these guards and eliminate my main target. Easy enough.? [/B]He drew Rage slowly so that there was no ring from the sheathe. He creped up behind one of the merc?s and snatched him and held the blade to his throat. He then backed up into the shadows. [B] ?You got thirty seconds to tell me where you boss is before I cut your throat and leave you here to bleed out.? [/B]Kain could hear the mans heart elevate in speed and his breathing becoming erratic. [B] ?Please don?t kill me. I have a wife and two children.?[/B] Kain pushed the bladed closer against his throat. [B] ?Then start talking. You have twenty-five seconds now.? ?Ok, the boss is in the office down the hall over there.? [/B]Kain glanced over at a far wall and saw a pair of doors leading to somewhere unknown to him. He turned his gaze back to the soldier. [B] ?Thanks for your time. Now, got to sleep.? [/B]He struck the man hard in the head and he fell limp and dropped to the floor. Kain crouched once more and creped along the ground, picking off each guard one at a time. Staining his blade with their blood, there was only about 4 guards in total and Kain had made it to the hall way without being seen. He moved into the hall way and made his way to the office straight ahead of him. He leaned against the wall and peaked into the window to see his target. It was a large man, fat more then muscle, pacing in the middle of the room with a guard standing at the door. Kain sighed silently to himself as he started to move to the door. He leaned against the door and twisted the knob gently, and then mentally counted down in his head. [I]Three, two, one.[/I] He then smashed the door open, bashing the guard on the other side and freighting the fat man severally. Kain held Rage straight out, pointing the tip at the fat man. [B] ?James Ruthen. I have come here to kill you today, anything you would like to say before the reaper comes for you?? [/B]The man looked around with his eyes frantically, he slowly moved to the side of the room. [B] ?Yes, just one thing. Die!?[/B] He yanked a shotgun from a hidden spot and cocked it; Kain jumped to the side as the shotgun went off and blew apart the wooden desk behind him. [B] ?Oh great, fat mans got a shotgun.? [/B]He sheathed Rage and drew his knife reading himself to take the man down quickly, he dived to his left and launched his knife at the man, cleaning placing itself in the mans throat. The man smiled for a second then realized what was in his body, it send the man into shock with the shotgun still held tightly in his hands. He fell backwards; Kain shrugged his shoulders and let out a heavy sigh. [B] ?Fat basterd was harder then he looked. Oh well, he?s down now. Time to call them to pick me up.? [/B]He walked over to the corpse and cleanly pulled the knife free, he cleaned it off on the mans coat and then reached into his pocket and used his communicator to contact the ship. They came a few minutes later and Kain slumped down in his seat, buckling up. O?Neill was looking at him when he looked back up from his buckle. She smiled at him in a joking matter.[B] ?You look tired there Kain, getting a little old for this aren?t ya??[/B] Kain gave her a mocking laugh. [B] ?No, he had a shotgun and that required me to do a little more work.? ?Sure he did. Old man.?[/B] Kain shook his head and leaned into his chair and relaxed as the ship took off into from the planet and into the darkness of space.[/SIZE] [COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=1]OOC: Hope the knife works better.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Sin watched as Riven faded into the darkness of the caverns, he let out a harsh sigh and traveled down the opposite corridor. He came across his temporary living quarters and opened the cruedly made, wooden door. He walked in and closed it behind him, he reached into his cloak and pulled out some flint and steel and sparked a candle. He placed the flint and steel back into his cloak and used the candle to light three more candles. All different colors, one was blood red, another black, the next green and the last was white. He placed them in a circle on the ground and sat down crossed legged in the middle. He took a deep breath and then let it out. He cupped one hand and placed the back of his other hand into it. He closed his eyes. [B] "Now it's time to see about this Valkirian."[/B] He focused his energy and thought about the place he was going. And in a flash of light in his mind he was where he needed to be, spirit alone. He was home, well, it was his wraith side's home. He only spent another few seconds taking in the view of a spirit like earth. He instantly went in search of someone he knew. He found him meditating in his candle circle. [B] "Azuroth, its good to see you old friend."[/B] The creatuer opened one eye and peaked over at Sin. He smiled with his sharp teeth, showing he was wraith as well. He stood up and materalized a staff into his hand. He slowly walked to Sin. [B] "Ah, you have returned. I bet that means you need some guidence or your future told."[/B] Sin nodded. [B] "I need to know why the Valkirians know nothing of men, and what kind of risk that puts us into." [/B]Azuroth chuckled to himself as he turned around and waved his hand over thin air and a bowl appeared with water in it. He looked into as if it was going to reveal all the answers. He turned back to Sin with the bowl in hand, still looking deep into it. [B] "You know, better then most, that I cannot help you with mortal matters. Remember, our race does not interfer with mortal business." "I have already done so. Just by crossing over into the human realm, and I will continue in helping Riven and the Resistance."[/B] Azuroth looked up from his bowl into Sin's eyes. [B] "And that is why Wraith hunters have alliagned with the Doomguard. So, that means that you have more to fear then just humans killing your mortal body."[/B] Sin scoffed. [B] "I have nothing to fear, they won't be able to touch me. Never have, never will."[/B] Azuroth waved his hand over the bowl and it vanished like mist, his expression was harder now. [B] "You are a fool Sin Nato! You will parish if you keep thinking like a new born Wraith."[/B] Sin growled under his breath. [B] "They'll never touch me. Just watch, your magic can't predict my death. I want to know about the Valkirian before I must leave. Is she a risk or not?"[/B] Azuroth sighed. [B] "Yes and no. She can be a risk to you if she feels you are the enemy and finds the Doomguard. And no because she could be a useful ally to you and the Dragon Knight, but chances are better she will think you the evil creatuer and tell them where she thinks you are based." [/B]Sin bowed his head. [B] "Thats all I wanted to know. Good-bye Azuroth, May the hunters not find out about our meeting."[/B] Azuroth bowed his head back, with that done Sin simply vanished and awoke in his body. He shook himself and swipped his hand over the candles, blowing them all out. He stood up and stretched. He then walked over to his make-shit cot and laided down. He needed to rest. He would tell Riven in the morning of their chances with the girl.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1][B]Military Sign-up[/B] [B] Name:[/B] Kain Draven [B]Age/Date of Birth: [/B]July 9th, 1977 [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Country of Origin:[/B] United States [B]Specialty: [/B]Light and Heavy weaponry [B] Rank:[/B] Major [B] Education: [/B]U.S. Air Force Academy [B] Service Record:[/B]Operation Desert Storm, Iraq War [B] Awards:[/B] Medal of Honor for courage?s acts in battle and one for ace piloting [B] Role: [/B]To provide a military point of view on any situation and to be helpful in the defense of Excalibur and the Atlantian City [B]Appearance: [/B]*when I find one I?ll post it.* [B]Personality:[/B] Kain is rather fun and energetic, he likes to joke around with his friends from the military when he can and takes nothing for granted. But when it comes to his profession he hunkers down and focuses on the current task, using extreme precision and caution. [B] Biography: [/B]Kain grew up in Wisconsin, Wyoming. He did school like the rest of the kids in his town, he tried like the rest. Doing some homework here and there and passing a good amount of classes. But like most teenagers, he really didn?t care about school he just wanted to go and see the world and do something worth while with his life. So he joined the military, he figured it would be a good way of building character. So he spent a grueling 3 years in the military, training and working hard everyday to achieve the level of physical perfection to meet the militaries requirement. After he had finished his 3 year trip he decided to make a career out of it, he joined the air force and learned to fly several different classes of air crafts. From pick up choppers to the apache, he learned to fly the modern jets. But he really excelled at the light weaponry they handed him and did very well with the heavy ones as well. He took much liking to the P90 and the M60. Kain worked his way up in his career and became a major with all of his hard work, and because he was seasoned fighter and brought a hard military view. So he was assigned to a classified mission, he thought nothing of it since it is constantly happening. But he had no idea what he was in for. Character snippet: Will get this to you very soon Jokopoko OOC: I've watched every episode of SG1 and Atlantis so I know what is going on, so don't worry about me.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]First I'd like to know who has read The Sword of Truth books, or any of the Shannara books? I've recent been reading The Heritage of Shannara, and it has been driving my creative side nuts. So I would like some help with creating an RP with the parts of these two series together or one for either the Shannara or Sword of Truth. [/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Sin had his hood pulled over his head and looked over the person that now sat in their interrogation room, the women had questioned what he was. He was already in a foul mood because his stomach was irritating him and then he was told that their was someone roaming around outside who could possibly be a spy. [B] "The question of what and who I am is not of subject right now. The question here is who are you working for. You obviously are not on our side. Niether me or my friend here know you, so that only leaves you as part of the doomguard. And if you are Doomguard, then I have every right to devour you right now!"[/B] Sin gazed at her face to see what she was feeling, her face showed nothing but a hardened look of a warrior, but in here eyes it flickered the emotion of doubt. She didn't know him, so she couldn't possibly know what he would do. His green eyes glew in the darkness of his hood. He reached up and pulled the mask from his face, releaving the tnesion that was building up by the mask. He took a deep breath through his slited nostrals, his sharpened teeth gleamed dully. The women sat up straight and stared at him with a cold stare. [B] "Well, creatuer. I have no alligence with anyone but my people and my teachings." "And who would your people be women?"[/B] Sin hissed through his hood, his eyes still glowing faintly. [B] "My people are the Valkirians, and I will not be talked to in such a manner by such an obviously evil creatuer." [/B]She stood up and walked to him, standing only a few inches from the edge of his hood. Staring at him. [B] "Now, I have answered your question. Now answer mine, what are you creatuer?" [/B]She said aggressively. Sin looked to Riven with his eyes, making sure that revealing himself to this mortal would not be a threat. Riven nodded to him, Sin then reach up and pulled back his hood. Showing his gruesome featuers. [B] "I am a Wraith. My race lives in the spiritual realm, I crossed over to this world about 20 years ago. And I am not evil, it is your kind of ignorance that lead to the death of several villagers I knew."[/B] And with the comment from Sin she swung her fist at him and nailed him in the jaw. The only thing that moved from him was his head, his head turned back slowly. [B] "You see, that is what I am talking about!"[/B] He reach out and grabbed her throat and rammed her back against the wall and squeezed her throat. Sin felt a hand on his shoulder and turned his head to look. Riven had it firmly placed on it. [B] "Let her go. She doesn't seem to know what you can do, no one knows what you can do." [/B]Sin growled lightly then released, he backed away and drew his hood. He was gonna let Riven do what he did best.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Padishar Creel [B]Age:[/B] 28 [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Nation:[/B] Porthos [B] Occupation:[/B] Thief (Famously know as the Scarlet Thief for his scarlet clothing) [B] Family information:[/B] Not much about Padishars family is known, only that his ancestor was named Panamon Creel and was the original Scarlet thief. But other wise Padishar tends to lie about what happened to his parents, each story is completely different from the last. But he does it all for specific reasons that he never reveals to anyone. [B]Anything else:[/B] Padishar is a very out spoken and interesting person, he tends to lie about things anyone would think is important. Such as his mother and father, where he works, what he does or where he lives. He also seems to have good leadership skills and willing to give his life up for another if they are his good friend. He may be a jokester and seems to have life in his palm, but he can change into a serious man and deadly if the situation calls for it. [B] Brief sample of your writing:[/B] Padishar held an ale mug in his hand and had his arm around another man, they both laughed and sang songs. Obviously drunk out of their minds, the clapped their beer mugs together and took deep gulps. The other man started to speak to him, his words slurred and his breath was stagnant. [B] ?You know, this is a lot of fun. I have never gotten drunk before.? [/B]Padishar patted him on the back and took another drink. [B] ?Yup, this is the simple pleasure of life my young friend. Enjoy it. But I must leave now.?[/B] Padishar took another long gulp and put the empty glass on the table and stood up. He shook his head and walked off, he walked out the doors and took a few steps before he laughed lightly to himself and put his hand into his pocket and drew a coin bag, he tossed it lightly in his hand. [B] ?Idiot, never saw it coming. Getting drunk with he person I rob always works, and from drinking so much I really don?t feel it anymore.?[/B] He straightened himself out and shook his head. He spotted a large puddle from the recent rain shower and decided to use it as a mirror to further straighten himself out. He could see from his reflection his scarlet tunic and pants, his signature clothing that earned his title. His sash was also a deep scarlet color along with a cloak, his hair was a dark brown and a beard was growing on his chin. His face had the look of being a little older then his actual age and his eyes were a piercing green color. He had that look of a fierce yet gentle look. He smiled at the reflection and swiftly pulled away. [B] ?Still look good, even after drinking that much.?[/B] He said in a cocky tone and a smirk on his face as he disappeared into the night. Ready for some sleep after a odd day of robbing as usual.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Kain sat in a comfortable reclining chair. Both blades of Deaths Claw rested in his lap, his mask was thrown on a near by table and his hood was pulled back. Revealing a scar from his left temple to the tip of his chin. It also showed his short black hair. He sighed as he slowly reclined in the chair. [B] "So bored. Havent had anyone to kill in the past week. If I don't get a job soon then I will cut someone's throat around here."[/B] He continued to lean back farther until he couldn't go back any further. He then put his hands behind his head and looked up at the ceiling, he sighed once again. He closed his eyes and put his feet up on the table. [B] "I'm gonna take a nap. This is a comfortable chair, just hope the boss finds me soething to do soon." [/B]And with that said, Kain slowly drifted off into a quiet dreamless sleep.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Sin pushed through the celebrating and drunk men, his hood and cloak wrapped around his body. His green eyes watching each person as he made his way through the crowds and tables. As he moved along he snatched up a roasted turkey from one of the tables and stashed it in his cloak. He then made his way to one of the caverns and hid in the dark. He pulled back his hood and removed the mask that covered most of his face. Revealing a nose that was just two slits in his face, and his teeth were all sharpened fangs.He instantly ripped into the turkey, clawing chunks of meat, tendents and bone and stuffing them in his mouth. This was his wraith side showing its anamalistic character and why he was feared by many. His body needs a constant supply of protien and carbohydrates due to the strain of keeping his powers in check. Being a spirit for about 40 years he didn't have to watch the level of his powers, but taking a human form requires a level of control and checks and balances. So, Sin would take more food more frequently then anyone else in the camp.He continued to thrash at the turkey until there was only bare bones. He licked his fingers clean and replaced his mask on his face and drew his hood. He then walked out of the cavern and back to the party, he snatched up some bread and walked down the cavern again. This time not stopping, just munching a long the way. [B] "I need to rest. Human flesh is hard to digest."[/B] Sin said to himself as he finished off the bread and made his way to his quarters, bumping into Riven along the way. [B] "Good evening Riven. You should be in there celebrating with the others, it was a successful raid."[/B] Riven nodded and looked at Sin. [B] "I thought you would have been in their eating already."[/B] Sin laughed lightly. [B] "I've already eaten, and I am still digesting the Hu....."[/B] Sin stopped in that part of the sentence. Riven didn't appreciate it much when Sin shared what he had eaten, especially when it is humans. Their was a silence for a few more seconds, then it was broken by Sin. [B] "I'm still digesting. I need to rest. But you should go and enjoy yourself, your still half human."[/B] Riven nodded, Sin patted him on the shoulder. [B]"Have fun." [/B]Sin then disappeared. Vanishing from Riven's sight.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Azuroth gripped on to Lokins back, the chain of his weapon rattleing lightly with the surge of motion. He held one of his blades in his hand firmly. [B] "If they come after me then so be it. I'll kill them as well."[/B] Lokin peaked over his own shoulder at Azuroth. [B] "You really so ready as to kill humans from your own organization?"[/B] Azuroth stared off into the distance. [B] "Yes I am. They threaten my life then their life will end. If Rob or Erebrus comes after me then they will die as well. I'm sure everyone will be fine with Alina working with demons, she is half after all."[/B] Lokin looked forward again, making sure he wasn't gonna crash. [B] "You speak as if you have killed another human before, I thought you slayed demons to protect humans."[/B] Azuroth let out a deep throated laugh. [B] "They all do, I kill who ever is in my way. I've killed several humans, Alina over there knows. I was only allowed to stay because of all the demon heads I brought and my skills were required. I'm a better friend then an enemy."[/B] Lokin snickered. [B] "A lot of demons already know that."[/B] Lokin turned his head to Kelvin and he started to speak with him again. Azuroth's cold stare went off into the distance, gripping his weapon more firmly.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Azuroth looked at the dripping demon hand in front of him. He listend a few words of Erebrus, how he called him a betrayer. But He could careless, Alina could come get him herself if she thought necessary. Azuroth started to undo the string around his glove. [B] "I know demons tend to have problems keeping promises."[/B] He finished intieing it and stuffed it in his sash, he then reached down and grabbed one of his blade. He cut open his palm, exposing the blood within. [B] "But, I do know demons do not break blood oaths. And as for my side of the bargin, I will not slay another demon unless in defense or after we find and finish the creatuer that slaughtered our families."[/B] Azuroth clasped his hand in his own, their blood mixing together. The Bloodoath had been struck, for once in Azuroths life, he was working with a demon.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B]Kratos [B]Age:[/B]30 [B] Gender:[/B] Male [B] Personality:[/B] Kratos is anamalistic and sadistic to all of his enemies and to humans who are in his way. He craves power and the blood of the one being that betrayed him beyond humanly possible. He desires the blood of Ares, the God of War. [B] Appearance:[/B] [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/Sagethefiend/gow_wp1_1024.jpg] Kratos [/url] [B] Weapon:[/B] He uses the Blades of Chaos, blades that were forged in the deepest pit of Hades. They are connected to a a chain that is seared into the flesh of the user, painful reminders of the promise Kratos had made with the God of War. He also uses the power of the Gods, each power granted to him by a different major God. [B][U]Zeus' Fury[/U]:[/B] Allows Kratos to throw lightining bolts. [B] [U]Rage of Posiden[/U]:[/B] Allows Kratos to use the power of storm. [B] [U]Medusa's Gaze[/U]:[/B] Kratos uses Medusa's head to turn his enemies to stone. [B] [U]Blade of Artemis[/U]:[/B] Kratos summons the sword that Artemis used to slay a Titan. [B] [U]Army of Hades[/U]:[/B] Lets Kratos summon souls from Hades to fight for him. Each ability can be used a certian amount of times before Kratos begins to tire and has to recharge. [B]Group:[/B] Defender [B]Bio:[/B] Kratos grew up in Sparta, he was trained as a warrior from childhood. He grew up into a great and brutal fighter. He gained the rank of captain in the Spartan army for being such an effective fighter. When he became Captain he started with only fifty men, but his numbers grew with every battle he won. They swelled to thousands as he travled and slew men like cattle. He always inspire fierce loyalty and strength into his men, which is why they were so successful in any battle they fought. Everyone feared him and his men, except one person, his wife. She was the only one to brave his fury. Kratos lust for power at the time was very overwhelming, which is what drove him into battle. But he made the mistake of rushing into a battle he could not win. He faced the Barbarians, who numbered in the thousands, that battle was a horrible fight. The Barbarians slaughtered Kratos's men with ease, and Kratos himself, faced death at the hands of the Barbarian leader. It was then, when Kratos sparked a deal with the God of War. For saving his life and protecting his men from the Barbarian horde, Kratos promised him his serves. That is when the Blades of Chaos were seared to his arms. After the bargin was struck between God and Mortal, Kratos did horrific things for the God of War. He murdered priests and innocent humans because the God of War asked of it. But, his most terrible deed was the burning of a village that gave praise to Athena. His army slaughtered the whole village, and Kratos went for the temple. The oracle of the village warned him not to go into the temple. But he jus tpushed her aside and continued onward, he had broken down the doors and murdered all the priests and villagers in the temple. But his final victims will haunt him for the rest of his days. His last victims was his wife and child. He burned the temple and left, but before he did, the oracle casted a spell that fastened the ashes of his wife and child to his flesh. Making him as pale as the moon. He became the Ghost of Sparta that day, and vowed to kill the God of War for tricking Kratos into murdereing his wife and daughter. Kratos hunts for a way to kill a God, then the heartless appeared, along with the Barbarian leader that Kratos killed long ago. Now he is defending Atheans and the rest of Greece from the dark creatuers.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Azuroth let out a roar, he yanked the blade out and unwarpped himself. Then he ripped the blade from Rob's leg. [B] "You fool! You just had to interfer, didn't you? It would have been easier if one of us had goen at him. And now Kelvin is getting away with a human in hand. If you want the demon you take him. I'm going after Kelvin."[/B] Azuroth then sped off after Lokin and Kelvin, not letting the pain bother him or the warming sensation of the blood running down his leg. [B] "Where did Kelvin Slither off to? I'll catch him, and get the information I desire."[/B] He said to himself as he bolted through the sand. He spotted Erebrus with his spear drawn, standing there with Nyx. Kelvin was in a fighting position and Lokin was standing near by. Azuroth jumped into the air and slammed down Ereburs's spear into the sand, the spear tip digging firmly in the beach. [B] "Don't fight him. I need information from him."[/B] Ereburs looked at him. [B] "But Alina's orders are to kill him and ...." "I don't care what she wants, I need information first. Then you can do with him whatever in the name of the devil you want with him."[/B] Azuroth turned to face Kelvin, Lokin looked him up and down. [B] "I'm surprised, I was sure you would have had a limp because of that blade wound." "Pain is the last thing on my mind right now. And besides, I owe you one."[/B] Azuroth retorted while maintaining his gaze on Kelvin. [B] "Now, tell me who murdered my parents 20 years ago. You are the only demon that would know."[/B] Ereburs grabbed him on the shoulder and turned him jerk him around. [B] "Thats all you wanted to know? Thats why you refused to kill him?"[/B] Erebrus exclaimned as his face showed his anger. Azuroth grabbed his throat and started to squeeze.[B] "Do not raise your voice at me! I have searched for 20 years for the creatuer that slew my parents like pigs. And I will not let a little punk like you, or your demon loving friend over their to stop me! Got it?"[/B] Azuroth continued to squeeze until Erebrus nodded, he released and he took a deep breath. Azuroth turned back to Kelvin. [B] "Now tell me who did it!"[/B] Kelvin stood firm. [B] "No, I will not give up my brothers so you can slay them like the others."[/B] Azuroths face darkened. [B] "Fine, Then i'll force you to tell."[/B] He unwarpped the chain from his body and held the two blades in each hand, ready to strike at the demon.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Azuroth saw as Kelvin started to move away from them and follow the DDS member, Azuroth took a step toward them when Lokin moved in front of him. Azuroth glared at him. [B] "Get out of my demon. You are not on my list yet, he is."[/B] Azuroth pointed to the serpant moving away with the DDs member. Azuroth was gonna kill them both, the demon because he is what he hated. And the DDS member because she assosiated with them, he felt no pity for the humans he had slain along with demons. He took another step towards the pair walking off. The demon pushed him back. Azuroth growled under his breath [B] "I said move, you matter nothing to me." "If you want me to move then you'll have to fight."[/B] Azuroth looked over his opponent, the creatuer who had apparently taken out a several of their facilities, it mattered not to him. If they were not strong enough to beat a demon then they deserved death. Azuroth spread his legs and got into a stance. He drew the two katana's at his waist. [B] "Alright, fine. I'll fight you. But realize demon, that I am no ametuer like the fools you picked a fight with. I have 321 marks on my chain and I plan on adding more." [/B]The demon smiled and readied himself. [B] "When this fight is over human, I will be marking your death on that weapon." [/B]Azuroth smiled through the mask on his face. [B] "We will see."[/B] Azuroth waited for Lokin to strike first.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]Azuroth swiftly manuvered his way through the roof tops of the buildings, truley marvelizing the art of Ninjitsu. His long chained weapon was wrapped around his body to allow him to move without catching it on anything. He was hunting a demon right now, it was a middle class demon so it provided a small thrill for a chase but would soon be ended like all the others. He could see the demon in his sight now, he unwrapped the chian from his entire body and swiftly jumped into the air. He grunted as he hurled the blade straight at the demons back. It painfully passed through it's back and exited through the front side. He landed and the demon stood with the blade through. The demons screamed with pain, Azuroth gave a firm and quick tug, the blade returning to Azuroth and slicing the demon in two. He caught the blade as the two-halves fell two different ways, Azuroth jammed the tip of one blade into the roof and stretched out the long chain, the extra metal bars and several markings on them. Each marking represented a demon he had slain, from a simple look, it appeared to have been thousands of markings. But Azuroth and the others of the DSS knew how many he really had. He drew his katana from his back and cut another mark in. He replaced the blade into it's sheath. [B] "Thats 321. Thats not enough, I need to find higher ranking demons. The demons already know of me, now it is time to make them fear me."[/B] Azuroth said to himself as he pulled the handle out and wrapped the chain around his body again. He walked to the edge of the building and saw a very pleasnt view of the ocean. He then spotted and unusual person standing on the beach. It took him a few moments to figuer out who was standing on the beach, he growled under his breath. [B] "Demon lover. What a fool!"[/B] He then jumped of the edged and caught onto a fire escape from the same building, he then proceded to flip his way down several different metal bars or platforms until he reached the soft sand. He landed ever so silently, it was then his communicator buzzed. He took it out and saw that Alina had upped the bounty on Kelvin and moved him to the top of the list. Azuroth smiled. [B] "Its about damn time he was moved up to the top. He should have been top priority from his first apperance."[/B] Azuroth stuffed the communicator away and thought about Kelvin, nad how he had the scars on his back to prove he had gotten into a fight with the serpant and almost lost. Azuroth proceded down the beach, moving toward the member of the DDS. He was going to make his presence known to the demon lover. He would make sure that this disgrace to the human race would know his motives and that he did not like where she stood.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Kain Draven [B]Age:[/B] 32 [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Appearance:[/B] [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/Sagethefiend/guys200.jpg] Kain in gear. [/URL] [B]Personality:[/B] Kain is cool, calm, manipulative, and relentless and sometimes, down right sadistic and psychotic. He likes to observe and watch what is going on around him; he always makes sure that he knows every detail of who he is killing and what they can do. Never does anything half assed, he prefers the look and clothes of a ninja because of the feel and easy mobility. [B]Weapons:[/B] The weapons in the pic. This would be two Katana?s, the weapon he is holding in his hand, which is his pride and joy. He calls it Deaths Claw. He has a few hidden daggers here and there and is proficient with his hands and semi-acrobatic moves because of his Ninjitsu. [B]Rank:[/B] Lead Assassin [B]Bio:[/B] Kain started out on the bottom as all did, he did petty errands and simple delivery jobs. He grew tired of such jobs and then started requesting more difficult tasks that would actually require at least some level of his skill. He was skilled at Ninjitsu from the beginning of his joining and steadily worked up, he became one of the greater assassin?s among the ranks and prided himself on being one of the best, but he still had the desire to be the best. So, he took up the job of being one of the men at the party that night. He easily did his fair share of murder, using Deaths Claw several times. That night solidified his rank in the gang, as the lead assassin. And his unprecedented cruelty towards other humans.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Azuroth Carthage [B]Age:[/B] 30 [B]Side:[/B] DSS [B]Appearance:[/B] [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/Sagethefiend/guys200.jpg]Azuroth. [/URL] [B]Personality:[/B] Azuroth is a reserved being, he is a bit withdrawn from most people and never lets anyone, emotionally or physically, get close to his heart. He remains observant but assertive if required, his hatred towards demons makes him just a tad bit sadistic to enemies and flickers madness in his eyes when in a good fight or given the chance to do as he wishes. He is a very tough man to break, well, he is actually almost impossible to break, he has an iron will and stands firm with each decision he makes. [B]History:[/B] Azuroth wasn?t born with the name Azuroth, his real name was Jack Carrion. He grew up like an ordinary child, laughing and playing with other children of one of the small towns of a major city. When he was about ten he experienced his first demon attack, it was a horrifying moment for a ten year old. But he survived and so did his family. So, he lived for about three more years before another demon attack took the life of his mother and his father. Seeing the way they slaughtered innocent humans, how they hard torn apart his parents and how the had very little disregard for discreet murder. That day, he lost the childhood innocence and devoted his existence to killing any demons that crossed his path. He was a rookie at first, slaying minor demons and doing a very sloppy job at that. He spent about two years, slaying like a newbie. But shortly after his fifteenth birthday, he found himself at the doorstep of a Ninjitsu Master; he had asked the Ninjitsu Master to train him in the art of the ninja, but he refused the first time. Jack came back every day after that first day of rejection; he would continually request the man to train him. And every time, he would refuse. After about six months of Jack?s constant return the man finally gave in and started Jack?s training right away. Jack then spent a grueling fifteen more years of his life, training to be a Master of Ninjitsu and how to kill any creature with deadly silence and agility. After he had finished his training he changed his name, he wanted a name that all demons would come to fear and despise. He became Azuroth Carthage, and has since hunted down demons and slain them in the same manor as they did his parents.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]This is a very interesting convertation going on here, I'd like to throw something in their If I could. To put a point to your" Shouldn't things be getting better?" question Katana, it would be getting better. If not for the fact that our government is not thinking, as they usually do. But what I mean is, they are trying to rush Iraq into democracy in a matter of a couple of years, when they should remember that it has taken us at least 200 years for us to have build up our system of government. And it is still not a perfect system, but nothing is perfect. But the government expects Iraq to change at the snap of a finger and just be happy with that. But, again, they fail to remember our own history. We were ruled by Britian and we tolerated it for a while, then they started imposing all this other crap on us and we snapped. We fought back and got our country out of their grip. So, if bush keeps pressuering Iraq with military forces such as he is doing now, Iraq will eventually snap and fight back. And the question of, if our forces will be pulled out. Don't think it is happening anytime soon, since Bush needs to maintain some level of control.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=1]I plan on getting a tattoo after high school or mabye like mid-college. But my tattoo would go across my entire back. It would be a fully body pictuer of my brother holding a white sword in his left hand and a black sword in his right hand, the left side of his body would be black with a evil smile and one wicked looking eye. And his right side would be white with the peaceful smile and a peasnt look in his eye. I'm getting the tattoo of my brother because he passed away a few years ago and I want to honor him with a tattoo, since he had a few tattoo's himself.[/SIZE][/COLOR]