Name: Juan

Age: 17

Species: Human

Homeworld: Kallibah

Faction: Jedi

Position: Padawan

Height: 5'9''

Weight: 58kg

Physical Characteristics: Small, lightly built, athletic rather than strong, blue eyes, black shoulder-length hair

Strenghts: lightsaber, agility, intuition

Weaknesses: no memory, tendency to sink into himself and take no notice of surroundings, claustrophobic

Force Strenghts: Danger Sense

Background: Unknown. Vague feelings of a trapped feeling. He does not know the following, though they are in the databases: he was always, and still is, the quiet observer, excelling by observation. He made few if any friends but seemed content to be a loner. He was born on the planet Kalibah, an outerterritory planet and was a slave there until a pilot bought him when he was ten. Jedi heard of his innate intuition and recruited him at twelve where he became a padawan. He and his master, Ja’von, were on a mission when they returned early, Ja’von seemingly unhurt but Juan with a crushed leg, a head injury and no memory of his past.

Rps in: Battle for the Stars

Name: Kirari aka Kiyotaka

Nickname: Ki

Gender: Female

Age: 19 but passes as a 16 year old

Appearance: Black well kept hair that is about chest length and always pulled back into a pony-tail.
Hazel eyes.
Shorter than most guys but tall for a girl. She dresses as a man in order to be a member of the Shinsengumi. Wears the hakamas of a swordsman and, when off duty, just a plain off-white kimono but when on duty she, of course, wears the bright blue and white kimono.

Fears: To be discovered. If that were to happen, she knew, she would be forced to commit seppuku.

Ambitions:

Personality: A relatively happy person, she can be taken to moods of depression, however. When she draws her sword, however, she intends it to draw blood. If she doesn't intend to draw blood she never draws it.

Strengths: Swordsmanship: She is extremely adept at her swordsmanship and it has gained her quite a reputation.

Weaknesses: ??? - could change, undecided yet
Her love for one of the members of the Shinsengumi.

Past: For many years Kirari lived with her elder brother. She didn't remember her parents and her brother refused to speak of them. Her brother had hired out his sword for petty jobs, mostly just uneventful escorts in order to feed the two of them. Kirari had just tagged along most of the times, except when he believed it was too dangerous, then she would be forced to stay behind. During this time, her brother taught her swordsmanship skills in order to defend herself while her brother was away. It was one of the times she was told to stay behind that he didn't come back. She had recieved no word from the one's who had hired him but it soon became obvious that he wasn't coming back. She had continued training with the sword by herself.
One day during one of the few times when she was in town, she was asked by a woman of noble birth to escort her somewhere for coin. Naturally Kirari agreed. At this stage she wasn't hiding her sex, however the woman (and thus Kirari) was attacked on the journey by two men. Kirari killed one and was called a demon boy by the other before he fled. She figured it was because of the masculine way she dressed, and she wasn't exactly clean. Thus she started taking on the identity of a guy and started hiring out like her brother was.
Her reputation as a fierce swordsman spread, but along with her famous sword skills was her famous modesty. It became known that the ronin known only as Kiyotaka was very shy when it came to bathing and the like and would only do so in private or not at all.
Word of her skills spread to the shinsengumi and, interested, requested if she would be interested in joining. Seeing a chance for food and shelter she took up the offer and has been working there since.

Present: She has been threatened into killing someone named Shugeru by a mysterious stranger on threat that her best friend and secret lover would be killed.

RPs in: Mistaken Identities

Full Name: Aenarion
Name meaning(s): N/A
Nickname(s): N/A
Gender: Male
Species: Aolani Clan
Age: 22 (but youthful in appearance)
Height: 170cm
Build: mostly slim, though the muscles on his back are well formed from flying. While he is slim he does not appear weak as his muscles are still well formed, just not huge (cause that's ugly)
Birthday: 22nd April
Blood type: AB-
Hair Colour: A dark golden blonde that is so long it reaches his waist (a real pain when flying). It also falls down over his right eye, covering it and the scars there from view, except if the wind blows or something.
Eye Colour: His right eye is a pale milky colour and blind, while his left is a deep dark sapphire coloured blue.

Status: Single
Sexuality: Unknown, it is not something he thinks about. He finds both men and women attractive (if they are) but does not think in a sexual way.
Like(s): Strong winds, loyalty, loves his brother and will do anything for him, the village elders who watched over he and his brother when left alone, peace
Dislike(s): disloyalty, fighting
Fear(s): Loosing his temper and thus himself (explained in further detail later), loosing his brother
Theme Song(s): Angel, by Within temptaion
Personality: Aenarion is a trusting person, too trusting for his own good really. He is kind and caring and hates conflict of any kind and as such he will avoid it at all costs. He is fiercely protective of his younger brother and will sacrifice all for him. Because he is a trusting person he expects others to be just as trusting and to be as loyal as he is and cannot (or will not) understand why not everyone is like that.
Enemies: He doesn't have any specific enemies but he is hunting for the 'friend' who betrayed him and his other friends. He still does not consider this one to be an enemy, he merely wishes to know why he did this, though whether that is all that transpires if/when they meet is unknown.

EXTRA: This information is information that can not be known by other characters IC unless told ICly

Abilities: Duel Swordsmanship: While Aenarion does not like to fight he is not ignorant and understands that there are times when fighting is nessesary and as such he is best with two long swords. Both have long but some what thin blades and as such, no matter Aenarion's own skill, if they were to bloke a blow from a thicker and stronger blade they would break.
Dodge: Aenarion preferes to dodge and avoid attacks rather than fully face them. This is the strategy he uses most often, prefering to wear down his opponent rather than actually fight.
Berserker: It is rare that Aenarion will lose his temper but when he does he tends to lose himself and become little more than a blood thirsty killing machine. When he comes back to himself he has no memory of what has gone before and is merely left with the horror mutilated corpses and blood on himself. Thus he fears this 'ability' and calls it a curse and to counter it has learnt meditation and other calming effects and now rarely loses his temper.

Weaknesses: As with all love, it can make you strong and it can make you weak and the same can be said for the love Aenarion holds for his younger brother. Also the fact that he is too trusting is often a weakness but again, it could be a strength as it could entice people to trust him more than they otherwise would. He also has no wish to understand things he doesnt agree with. His lust for revenge against his former friend will often blind him from seeing the bigger picture when such a mood comes on him.

Clan Origin: Aolani Clan
Family Origin: as above
Relatives: A younger brother, Taskah. He is twelve and even though there is a ten year age difference between them they are very close.

Past: Taskah has no memory of their parents and Aenarion only a few as they died around the same time as Taskah was born. The village elders made sure they were well cared for by a neighbouring family and when Aenarion was old enough he willingly took over looking after his brother in a place of their own. He had a good circle of friends until one day, not long after his twentieth birthday, he recieved a letter from a friend requesting aid on some project in the forests to the west (Eranthe Dasos). His friends had also recieved the same letter and so they set off after him, believing he may have found some interesting animal or something. None of them realized that Aenarion's younger brother (ten at the time) had tagged along and trailed them. Reaching the forest they were set upon by several scaled and clawed creatures. Aenarion had time to determine that they weren't dragons but were some creature he had never seen before before he was struck in the face, those sharp claws raking down his right eye with such force that he was thrown backwards, his head striking a tree and knocking him unconcious. When he came too, he found all his friends (except for the one who had sent the letter of course) mutilated and his younger brother merely staring. For nearly two years Taskah wouldn't speak a word, and Aenarion had to deal with being blind in one eye, let alone the disfiguring scars. When they returned to the village, neither would or could speak to the elders of what had happened, Taskah merely refusing to and Aenarion not wishing to speak ill of his 'friend' until he found out the truth. He did tell of all else he knew but made it out to be as if he had gone out with his friends just enjoying themselves and Taskah had merely followed along wanting to tag along with his older brother. The wounds on Aenarion's face, despite healing magic, had refused to heal leading the elders to believe that whatever the creatures were, they were not natural creatures of this world. It did heal but had to heal naturally and as such, his sight was not restored and he was left with three scars running over that eye. Taskah has only just recently come out of his shell and started speaking again but will only speak to Aenarion and is silent around all others even when spoken to directly. Aenarion has been searching for the 'friend' who betrayed him and his other friends as when they returned to the village they found that he was missing. He is unsure of what he would do if/when they meet, whether he would loose his temper and merely gain revenge or would be able to keep his cool long enough to find out why what happened did.

Special Notes: He has a silver necklace on a matching silver chain around his neck with a stone in the center of it, black with silver specs that never seem to be in the same place whenever it is gazed upon. If anyone is stuck on a character to play they can always play the betrayer

Name: Iwara

Nickname: Iwa

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Species: Vampire

Appearance: Black glossy hair that brushes the top of his shoulders.
Hazel eyes that almost seem to glow, not all that noticable during the day, but is during the night or when a light is shone in them.
Rather short, but he still looks his age despite this.
He has burn scars over his left shoulder and down part of his back, but he never shows them, not even to his closest friends if he can help it.

Skin: pale

Fears: To be seen as weak. He doesn’t nescisarily want people to acknowledge his strength, he just doesn’t want to be seen as weak and worthless.

Ambitions: To find out who his creator was.

Personality: Playful mostly, though very proud.

Strengths: Speed: Iwara is extremely fast especially when running… only problem is he has trouble stopping.
Imitation: He is rather good at imitating other's fighting abilities if he is able to see how they are done. If it is an internal ability (such as something to do with aura) he cannot grasp it. The black energy disks he can send form his hands was learnt the same way.

Weaknesses: Pride: He is very sure of himself, to the point of fault. He often gets himself int sticky situations that he can’t usually control because of this.

Past: Iwara is common born, actually very common. He was the child of a prostitute and thus was raised in the brothel he was born in. Later, as he got older he was even forced to work there for anyone who might prefer a boy to one of the ladies. He hated this, naturally, but they would not give him any food and would lock him in the room if he became dificult. However, when he was 16 there was a fire in the brothel and he was locked in his room at this point. It was assumed that everyone in there had died, and it is true Iwara would have died, buried as he was under the rubble and being burnt from the flames themselves. What happened then is foggy in his mind as he was close to death, but he remembered some figure pulling the rubble off him and… something, something happened but he doesn’t really remember what. When he was himself once more he woke by a stream in the forest near the city he had lived and he was alone. It is then that he learns of his vampiric powers and what must have happened. However, berefit of any kind of teacher (the one who saved him never came back) he had to teach himself what he knows now, which is still relatively little. One thing he did find out about himself was that, apart from getting sore eyes, he had no real trouble staying in the daylight. He heard (don’t know where, havent decided) that this can sometimes happen to one who was created if the original is either very old or one of the first vampires.

Present: Iwara wanders from place to place looking for some clue as to who his creator was. That is his main purpose as he has no interest in the politics of clan warfare as he himself is considered clanless.

Rps in: It's Dark Outside and Spread of the Darkness

Name: Callum

Nickname: Cal

Sex: Male

Age: 20

Species: Human

Hair: long brown that shines an aurbern, bronze colour in the sun and is usually pulled back into a loose pony tail. A white streak growing from an old scar

Eyes: dark blue

Fears: Putting his life on the line without a guarentee of payment.

Ambitions: no real ambitions, though he does hope to serve a good king someday but knows it will never happen. He just goes through life as it is.

Strengths: - very good with a sword, not that he's bosting
- pretty decent brawler because of lots of practice
- card gambling, one of the only ways he can make a living.
- can usually tell who would be a good person to work for in advance.

Weaknesses: - absolutely hopeless with a bow or any type of maskmanship.
- is afraid of healers, he belives that they use black magic.
- very superstitious

Equipment: - a rather plain sword but nonetheless good quality
- a little money left from gambling
- a knife on his belt, though he has never used it in a fight before

Past: Callum wound acting as a mercenary after a blow to the head years ago in a war took all his memories and left a white streak growing from the scar now there. That happened six years ago when he was an ambitious youth. He knows better know, however, and instead hires himself out as a mercenary to the highest bidder, but of those he chooses who he goes with. While not acting as a mercenary he goes from town to town gambling what's left of his money to make a profit and spend on getting drunk nearly every night and on women.

Present: Trying to outrun a gambling debt, Callum ran his horse to the ground and consequently has no such transport anymore. Stuck in Lennox with money quickly running out, he is in desperate need of employment once more.

RPs in: Misery Loves Company [PG-13] (dead)