Sign Up Legacy :Soul of the Legion Sword <M-V,L>

[PWNED]

He continued blindly into the dark and found his way to a small cave that he crawled into. He spent a restless night in the cave and creeped out in the dawn light. He was astounded to find flocks of crows perched on trees surrounding the cave. The boy, now truely frightened, began running through the underbrush to what he hoped was the way home. Crows began taking flight after him , which prompted the boy to run even faster. After what felt like hours of running , the boy fell into an open clearing.

As he tried to pick himself up, He looked and saw an odd apparation standing before him. His eyes panned up and over a scarred chest and into the mangled face of what could have been a human, while bearing a massively bladed sword. They watched each other and a cold whisper echoed in the boys head . "Do not fear Death boy, Fear only chaos which rides on Black Wings". At these words, Majestic wings spread from the Beings back and It flew into the air and barked out a command.

Immediatly, the Crows swarmed over the boy; Tearing, Pecking and Gouging at any part of his body. The boy screamed as his eyes were torn from him and wanted for it to stop. He couldn't see the daemonic forces that took to the air but he could hear screams as the fiends converged on his village and slaughtered all inabitants. As he lay there dying, his last thoughts running through his mind were "Black Wings of Death' before he passed away. What didn't fall on his ears was a last howl into the air and the Sword of Legions clove through Human Flesh while consuming the souls of the fallen.
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And so; for the first time in a century, the Flames of War spread across the world accompanied by Daemons that destroyed anything before them. Armies have been bought together to fight the demonic foes but no ground has been gained on ever side. As a last ditch effort to prevent the fall of the allied armies, a call was sent out to find warriors to fight the wielder of the Legion Sword whose very existence enables the Consumed Souls to fight. Only it's destruction can bring an end to this Reign of Chaos and only the will & skills of the chosen few are able to stand against this being and the Legion Sword.


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Name: (Anything. Don't be an idiot and call yourself something stupid or that doesn't fit in like Grand Smith Burninate or anything.)
Age: (14-55)
Gender: (Male/ Female standard fare.)
Race: (Be creative. If it is a made up one than give a description along with it.)
Class: (Be creative. It can be anything from a warrior to a Dragon Knight.If you have created one out of the blue then write up a Discription for it)
Weapon: (Anything. It just has to be relativly Medieval-ish)

Skills: (Nothing too Powerful)
Magic: (Nothing too powerful and only for classes that can use magic.)
Appearence: (Pic or Written Description please)
Bio: (Relativly detailed Paragraph or two on your characters life)
Personality: (What your character is like)

Extra Info: (Anything extra you want to say about your character or any Q's.)

[DarkAngel_2.0]

Name: Ruby Blaze

Age: 17

Gender: female

Race: Egyptian

class: warrior/assasin

Weapon: twin blades

Skills: Basic defence/ attack manuvers , specialty is speed surprise attacks

magic: binding/ releasing magic that she reads from ancient egyptian scrolls that she keeps in her coat.

appearance:[URL=http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p139/DarkAngel_Blaze550/07_06_0.jpg]Click here[/URL] ( pay no heed ot hte letters in the background :animeswea )

bio: She's had a rough life, even killing to make money. She was abandoned by .her parents in an Egyptian armoury and thus was taken as an appreantis to a great warrior. When she finished her training on her back was tatooed an oath of determination, reminding herself to never give in to others. She had surpassed her mentor and was hired by many. Her past induced her to be cautious with everything , so she also made herself an assasin, as a part time job. She doesn't know who her parents are or her family, and now she doesn't care. What she lives by is " If they abandond me then why should I care for someone who doesn't want my."

Personality: Her past made her silent, strong and deadly. She has sworn to herself that she must not feel. But nobody is perfect so she settled by being silent. her eyes hold pain but she keeps it well hidden. she will protect the one's she cares for, no matter what.

[sakazaki]

[FONT=Trebuchet MS][COLOR=DarkSlateGray][SIZE=1]Name: Rico Vanguard

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Race: ½ Human, ½ Demon (think Yusuke Urameshi-Yu Yu Hakusho)

Class: Twin Daggers Specialist

Weapon: A pair of daggers, she calls them: Sonic Chaos

Skills: Speed and defense (counter-attacking) are main priority; she?s able to summon wind from her daggers

Magic: Wind Elemental Magic sealed in her pendant (still unstable though, due to her young age)

Appearance: [URL=http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k296/blingkaching4693/1128900731_sFanArt031.jpg]Rico Vanguard[/URL] (Her attire can't be seen in the pic so I?ll describe it). She wears a light brown trench coat that has a hood, which she use to protect herself from rain and sunlight. Rico normally takes this off when it comes to fighting. Inside, she wears a white sleeveless shirt that has some bloodstains on it together with a pair of trousers (the fabric that used to cover her lower left leg is torn). She doesn?t really mind walking barefoot but for protection, she wears black colored boots. Her black belt holds the sheath for Sonic Chaos.

Bio: Rico was ignored mainly by her siblings, dad and neighbors, but her mom gives her attention and care. Her dad and siblings normally torture her when her mom is not around. This was because she was the youngest in her family and the only one that possesses demon blood.

However she never knew this until one day. Her dad and siblings tortured her again only this time she awakened her power and killed them. When her mom got home she was not shocked, because she knew that this was going to happen one day. Later on, her mom died and left her pendant with Rico. She decided to leave the home, bringing her pair of daggers that she got from the kind blacksmith and her mother?s pendant together with her.

Personality: Rico always hide her feelings, due to her loneliness before. She tends to smile when she?s sad because she knows that being sad will never accomplish anything. She is the type that always dependable and will help anyone in anyway she could.

If there is anything that is needed to change, PM me.[/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE]

[The Enemy]

Name: Erik

Age:23

Gender: Male

Race: Janwan(A race generally alike to humans, exept for their minds. A Janwan has an inate ability to calculate numbers, and determin probobility)

Class: Was a teacher...is now a fighter

Weapon: Two three-sectioned staves.

Skills: Mathamatical genius, Erik uses his skills in math and numbers to calculate the odds and outcomes of situations, often fighting with odd forms and fasions determined by how his math tells him to salve a problem.

Magic: none

Appearence: [URL=http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/2a/Brad_VF5.jpg]Erik[/URL]

Bio: He grew up as most janwan children do, loving numbers. He quickly passed through any type of schooling available and exceeded on to teach himself. He doesn't traditionaly like fighting, but he knows he has skills. That's why he decided to become a fighter when war threatened his area.

He knows probobility and odds to such an extent that he is able to fight with two three-sectioned staves simoltaniously, holding the middle section of each it a hand and sometimes switching hands during battle.This is done by calulating where the next part of each staff will be after he moves in which ever way.

While fully awake and focused Erik simply appears as a cassually walking man surrounded by small flying poles. Sadly he is almost never fully awake and focussed, caused by his late night studdying of formulas and theories.

Personality: He is generally a secluded fellow, staying away from large crouds whenever possible can stand a few people with a maximum of a class of students. And even that gets him a little on edge. He is usually left alone and avoided himself because of the flaw of almost all janwan.

He will talk to himself frequently, saying numbers and calculating problems.And he rubs his eyes and forhead nervously while thinking about complex mathamatical problems.

Extra Info: Basicly every 'random info' has been put into he catigories given, ie his nervous rubbing thing, and talking aloud to himself. And I talked about his fighting style alot in the bio.

OCC: if you have a problem with misplaced information or anything else pm me and I'll fix it pronto, thanx.

[PWNED]

Name: Kirce
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Rogue
Weapon: A pair of throwing blades with Crimson hilts. Kirce also carries around a pair of short swords that he uses for melee combat.

Skills: Kirce is a skilled tracker and theif as well as being exceptionally talented in finding things such as ruins.
Magic: Kirce doesn't use magic

Appearence: [URL=http://suikosource.com/images/chars/k/killey05.png]Kirce (Doesn't wear the hat)[/URL]

Bio: Kirce is what can be described as an Enigma, He is an avid seeker of lost cultures and often is known under the moniker of 'Ruins Hunter' and is often seen as a treasure hunter of sorts. He has been investigating reports into the legendary Legion Sword for three years. Making a living of selling whatever valuables he can find while keeping anything connected to his interests ; He responded to the call to arms as an easy way of investigating any uncovered ruins and the revelation that the Legion Sword was being weilded by the adversary was the icing on the cake.


Personality: Kirce is a very abrasive individual and highly aggressive towards others and also quite unpredictable. He will workwith others but only when It will help him in his quest. He possesses no Honor and will betray you if given the right motivation.

[Zeke47]

[B]Name[/B]: Tyreal

[B]Age[/B]: 23

[B]Gender[/B]: Male

[B]Race[/B]: Draenei

[B]Class[/B]: Paladin

[B]Weapon[/B]: A PhaseBlade called "Azurdeth"

[B]Skills[/B]: Aura(half like magic), Alchemy, First aid

[B]Magic[/B]: Blessings, Holy magic, Seals, Lay on Hands

[B]Appearence[/B]: See attachment

[B]Bio[/B]: He grew up in a small village with his peers, he went through much training in the schools of magic as his race has a natural affinity to it. After a few years of training he noticed that he was more phisically fit than most of his kind so when the evil threatened his people's lands he took up being a Paladin to use his advantage of strength over his peers and while still not wasting his affinity to magic.

[B]Personality[/B]: Quiet and wise, he doesn't like being ordered around by anyone and will go his own way if others try to order him around repeatedly unless he sees great reason to stay.

OCC: if you want me to change pm

[konske]

I will bite....I think...


Name: Kei (it is pronounced like key)

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Race: Kuj. A Kuj is a demon of the earth. There are four stones on his body, one in each arm, near each wrist, one on his chest, and one placed somewhere inside of his body. As long as one of these stones is not broken, he will live. A Kuj also has power over the earth, and its elements. They is a master at minerals, as well as herbs and plants.

Class: He is a shaddow fighter. He ussed the earth to take out people without a sound, like an assasin.

Weapon: He uses a sword that is made out of a metal found deep in the earth. It was his fathers, and now it is his.

Skills: He can tell who, what, how many, and how big just be placing his hand o teh ground.

Magic: He can control the earth and its metals.

Appearence: [URL=http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q196/griff189/226128157_small.jpg]Kei[/URL]

Bio: Kei opened his eyes and looked at the sky. He smiled and took in a deep breath as the warm wind blew into his face, bringing the smell of the sewly bloming flowers of spring into the town that he lives in.

He walked to the edge of the town, looked around, he sighed as he looked down. He knew that his hom was safe. It should be, it was on the op of a mountain. He was sure of it, the mountain had magical powers, it kept his home warm all year round, protecting it from the elements, and even giving the animals that lived nearby a chance to leave for the seasons if need be. His home was truely a paradise.

Was thats right. Kei opened his eyes once more, this time to awaken him from his dream. He sat up from his bed, a tear rolling down his face. The events that took place only a year before still made him wonder why he did not kill himself on that day, why he had not done it yet.

He closed his eyes hard, remembering the events that had brought him to this new village, the ones that took him, his family, his home, and tossed them around, leaving only a few to be able to tell the story, and some didn't make it past the first few days after.

A year ago, something came to his home. There were multiple creatures, and humans alike that came to his home. They seemed peaceful at first, telling stories that noone had heard of. Ones that there was a demon running loose, killing hundreds, letting noone live. It would only seem right that Kei had to leave the night that the visitors arrived.

He was to take his test. It was his 16 birthday, and he was to travel down the moutain, find his last stone, the one that was to be places in his body. He had to find it to be able to fully control earth like his father.

He was half way down the moutain when he heard it. A scream. IT was unlike something he had ever heard before. He looked up from the rock he was on and saw it. Falling past him was the top half of his best freind. As the body fell, Kei saw a flash. He reached out and grabbed the object that flashed, it was a red stone, one that he had never seen before. He looked at his hands and gasped. He had found the stone of his race, the one that signafies his being an earth demon.

He pulled out his knife and cut his stomach open. He pushed in the red stone and then vanished into the mountain.

Hours later, when he reappeared on the top, in his village, everything was gone. The people, the animals, even the plats were all gone. They had vanished, all that had remained were large pools of blood. One for every living thing that had once been there.

Personality: He is quiet, shy, and even looks scared. He wil nto look at anyone when they speak to him, or if he speaks to them. He seldomly smiles, and when he does, it is not that big. His eyes look like they he is being haunted by something from his past, and he cannot let it go.

His mood doesn't change when he is in battle either. He is still quiet, shy, scared. But his eyes are focused on their target. He will not loose track of where it goes, but when he has to look as somone that he is fighting with, he will look down when he looks twards them.

Extra Info: That is it. I am sorry that it is as long as it is, but once I got started on teh bio, I coudn't stopped. I had planed on it being a little longer, but I thought that it may be alittle too much, but let me know if I need to edit it.

[Deadpool]

[color=darkred][size=2][font=book antiqua]Let's see what I can do

[b]Name:[/b] Vince

[b]Age:[/b] 17

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Race:[/b] Saden. A demon that lives in storms. Though similar to their cousins and bitter rivals, the Kuj. Saden have a stone one the back of their neck, along the middle of the spine, and on the bottom of each wrist, but they have one that is hidden inside the body as well. They control electricity and anything with a static charge even if it is very faint. They can aslo predict weather patterns perfectly. They have forever been at war with the Kuj until both races were almost completely wiped out.

[b]Class:[/b] Storm Rider. Rides in storms using them as cover to take out his foes.

[b]Weapon:[/b] Two enchanted scimitars [url=http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d41/whitewolf_fang/?action=view¤t=scim.jpg]Link[/url]

[b]Skills:[/b] Extremely fast due to his race. Somewhat strong compared to a human but not like a Kuj. Is able to somewhat glide not fly.

[b]Magic:[/b] Can control lighting and its attributes

[b]Appearance:[/b] [url=http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d41/whitewolf_fang/?action=view¤t=guy-1.jpg]Here[/url]

[b]Bio:[/b] Screams. They echoed in his mind constantly. When he slpet, when he ate. No matter what he did they were there. He had only gotten lucky enough to have been out with another group of storm riders for the first time ambushing a Kuj camp to escape the bloodshed of his home in the clouds. He could remeber the constant flash of lighting, people talking back and forth.

After the fighting was over it rained blood down on the ground beneath his home. That was how they knew something was wrong. They told Vince to stay while they chekced it out. He waited for three days until he finally transported himself througha lighting bolt up to his home. Almost nothing remained of his house and the stench of the dead was everywhere.

After that fatful day he has traveled the land trying to figured out what happened to his race. He belives in his hear that the Kuj had found a way to get up and slaughtered his race. He vows to kill them all until he dies.

[b]Personality:[/b]Though he tends to be sarcastic and filled with hate, he is extremely hurt on the inside and feels pain constantly. His eyes are filled with rage. Even though he is in constant turmoil he has a very strong grip and self discipline and refuses to let himself go mad with hate. He is hostile toward only the Kuj.

Let's see how this goes konske. Might add a nice little twist with two waring races have to work together[/font][/size][/color]

[PWNED]

Goog Going everyone; I'm going to get the RP posted in the nest couple of days so then we can all get started with posting.