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03-09-2010, 06:19 PM
It's a war. The Humyns are always fighting with each other. The Vampyrs and the Lycans have been hunted since the dawn of their time. The Fey, have always been pursecuted, believed to be the bringers of evil. And the Humyns are always the ones behind these attacks, and defemations of character.
There is one race of beings though that longs for the destrution of all the other races. The Orycks, as they were originally called by the Gods of the world of Amythelia. In an effort to break ties with the other races of the world, they moved into the hot deserts that where only before unhabitiable, building their cities by stealing from wayward travelers. In a further attempt they changed the name of their race to, Orks. Believing themselves to be superior to all others, they seek to distroy all who are not of their Brotherhood. Though there are a few that have chosen to live among the other races in a life of peace, keeping the name originally given to them by their Gods.
Background on the Races:
Humyns: Average. No specific strengths or weakness. Can learn almost all forms of fyghting and magycks, (Only certain magycks and fyghting technics are unable to be performed by humyns.) Living in any place that is ecsessable, they are able to adapt to their suroundings.
Vampyrs: Males and Females that are Nyght people. They are not undead like the stories say. They don't burst into flame in the sunlight and they have just as many weaknesses as anyone else. All the old myths were made by deranged Humyns that wanted to make their childern fear what they didn't understand. They excel in speed and Mynd magycks. And they have a higher enderance then Humyns. There biggest weakness is that they have to have small doses of blood each day to maintain their powyrs.
Lycans: Males and Females that are like Humyns and Vampyrs, except they have wolf ears, tails and claws. Their legs are strong and powerful like a wolf's. Their feet, are longer then that of the other races, and have padded soles. They require no shoes. The only magycks that they can perform is shapeshyfting, and even then only between their 'normal' two-legged 'Self', and the 'Self' of their wolf, (both Selves are considered 'normal' to a Lycan). If a Lycan is unable to Shyft they are known as a Ly, (a Lycan veriant on the word lie, as in not true, and is also an abrieveated form of Lycan to say that they're not a full Lycan. Therefore they are a Ly.)
Fey: The over name of all the other beings that don't fall into the races of Humyn, Vampyr, Lycan, Orycks, or Orks. Depending on the sub-species of Fey, will depend on the type of magycks that can be used.
* There are the Elves, Tall and gracefull. They perform plant and forest magycks.
* Dwarves, beings that are the size of a child, but have the strength of an Ork. The Dwarves weild the magycks of stone, and mountain. They are very sturdy and strong type peoples. They believe in hard work.
* The Sylphs, slenderly shaped windy woman that are only as strong as the wind magycks that they perform. At one time believed to be of a different race, but was proven that that threory was false.
* The Phoenixes, Firey Humynish looking males and females that have iredecent, multi-coloured wings on their backs. The colors are of the different colors of the fires. They don't need to clothe themselves since their bodies are covered in feathers, and they have a high body heat. But they do because they tend to live around Humyns.
* The Syrens, Males and females that have a Humynish torso, arms, and head. But the rest of them are scales, fins, and gills. They perform water magycks. Can perform a water magyck form of shyfting, that can give them two legs so that they can walk on the land. They can be told apart from Humyns, by the fact that they look the same as before, only with two legs instead of their normal long fishlike tail. They used to be believed to be of a different race altogther, but it has finally been proven that they are infact of the race of Fey.
Orks, Orycks: Giant, Bulky two legged beings that have course dark hair and a slightly greentinged skin. The are all warriors. And none can perform magycks.
Magycks:
Humyns: limited in the powyr of their magycks, but not in the ability to do most forms of magyck. They cannot, however, perform, the shyfting magycks, or the Mynd magycks.
Vampyrs: Mynd Magycks, which include but are not limited to; Telepahy, Psycokenisis, Mynd reading, and Dream manipulation.
Lycans: Shyfting between 'Selves'.
Fey: Fey magycks are different for each sub-race of Fey.
* Elves: Making plants grow, tending to animals, healing wounds, anything to do with plants and animals.
* Dwarves: Stone and metal crafts. Their magycks assits them in finding the gems and metals that they use in their armors, weapons, jewlery, and talismyns. They can also use their magycks to help them in the crafting of these valubles.
* Sylphs: The creators of storms. Everyday lite breezes on a hot day. Any magyck that has to do with the wind that they command.
* Phoenixes: Any magycks conserning fire. They can also carterize wounds, and burn out fevers. They are beloved guests at large celebrations due to the fact that they are not as expencive as fire works. A group of Phoenixes, can make multi-colored patterns of fire in the sky, putting on an entertaining show. {{Do Phoenixes have any kind of "Rebirth" ability, like the legend tells of their Avian form? (If it's a matter of that being broken, a way to level it out, in my opinion, is when you kill a Phoenix Fey, its burns to ashes, but if you don't douse the ashes in water, it will be reborn as a younger form of itself [so, before Puberty, they become a baby, and after puberty, they revert to their pre-pubescent form. Killing a Phoenix Fey Baby, aside from being extremely cruel, would also be permanent, as they do not return from the ash they become)~~ Brought in by Inyashino}}
* Syrens: These peoples keep the rivers, oceans, lakes and ponds clean, and full of fish. It's good luck if your farm pond has a family of Syrens living in it. So make sure you pay back their gerousity or they can use their magycks to dry up all your land and take the fish with, when they go. The also can perform a type of Shyfting, that gives them two legs instead of their fish tail. And makes them able to be on dry land. Used for mygrating.
Fyghting styles: These are all based off of the abilities and streangths and weaknesses of the different characters. {Basically anything that is a fighting form in our world is available in this.}
Our story begins as all stories of this kind do. With a war on the herison, the peoples start to band together to fight each other off. That is when they start to notice that the Orks are sitting on the sidelines waiting for their enemies to die. Most want to believe that the Orks don't want to kill themselves in the war, but a small band of peoples realize that that is not true. The band joines together to find out what is really going on, and to put a stop to it before the rest of the world is destroyed. But our story doesnt start at that point. No. It goes back just a ways, to show how each of the indevidual came to be in aquaintance.
Character profiles:
Username:
Name:
Race:
Gender:
Age:
Description (or pic):
Bio:
Fyghting style: {not just the style but also any and all weapons that they can use}
Magycks: {just the starter spells for now. Whatever they start the RP with. {OOC} when you want to add a new magyck}
Deity(s): {These you can make up. You can base them off of any and all deities on our world, or make up a brand new one.}
My Characters:
Username: Phoenix Neko
Name: Faethe Wing
Race: Fey {Phoenix}
Gender: Female
Age: Looks 25 Actual 125
Description (or pic): Amethyst and Silver feathers, that cover her body. Unusual bright blue eyes. 5'3" 95lbs. When needing to be around Humyns, she wears, a white halter dress, with a trim of lavander, that goes to mid-thigh.
Bio: The daughter of the local "Dressmaker". Her father enjoys to make dresses and other outfits for the local Fey, and the few Humyns that keep Fey company. When she was {looks} 6 / {actual} 106, her father was brutally murdered by an Ork, in a raid of her hometown. When news goes through town that a young Lycan was saying that the Orks were behind the war, Faethe decided to join him to fight them. She hopes to be the one to kill her father's murderer. Her mother was killed by a Humyn and his wife because they thought that she had killed their baby. Her mother had been the local Midwife. This happened 3 years after the death of her father. And she can not prove their guilt.
Fyghting style: Her mother taught her Tai Chi. And her father taught her his families arts of Ninjitsu. Weapons are, body, Kunai, and dual daggers.
Magycks: Can perform a basic flame, but is only able to do enough to light a candle. Has the Magyck of reserection, like all Phoenixes. Shyfts into a bird that resembles her in a sort. And can Shyft into a Silver cat with or without Amethyst wings, and bright Blue eyes.
Deity(s): The God, of Fire and Light, Hō-ō. And after finding that she could Shyft into a cat she began to also worship the Cat Goddess Bast, Though she's not so sure that she's as faithfull as she should be to her.
Name: Seth Strife
Race: Lycan
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Description (or pic): For his Lycan form, Except he has White Fur http://http://i274.photobucket.com/a...1/werewolf.jpg For his Wolf form http://http://images.paraorkut.com/i..._wolf-1333.jpg He has Green eyes in both Forms.
Bio: His mother and father were both in the war when it started. And both were killed by Humyns. All of his Clan is destroyed by them. In a desprate attempt to prove to the Humyns that Lycans aren't evil, he sets off to show who the real enemies are. On the way he meets up with a 'young' Phoenix, who also wants to prove to the Humyns that differences don't necesarily mean 'evil'.
Fyghting style: Strength and using his claws and teeth to tear through his enemies. Will sometimes use a sword, but only out of honor to his late parents.
Magycks: Shyfting between forms
Deity(s): doesnt believe in any because of what happened to his parents and Clan. But he believes that something had to have created the world.
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03-10-2010, 12:07 AM
Username: Inyashino
Name: Kotume Samanda
Race: Phoenix Fey
Gender: Female
Age: Looks 25 actually 120
Description (or pic):  Has bright red with gold tipped feathers from the middle of her neck down to her chest, then from her waist to the top of her ankles. She had the tattoos done on the skin so it looks as beautiful as the rest of her body, and can make the pheonix on her belly glow as though it is on fire. Has Fire-Orange Eyes.
Bio: Daughter of a Phoenix Sky Performer, her mother was a major show artist in the capital. Her father was a humyn, and met her one morning after a show. A few dates later, she became pregnant with Kotume, and so married him. She has trained her daughter in the same styles she used to dazzle crowds for years. Her father, who works with weapons, also taught her to use the equipment he sold. He died, of natural causes, several years ago. Her mother, now retired, lives in a small place in the heart of the capital, enjoying the occasional visits from her daughter. Kotume is traveling the land, trying to bring a little joy to the war torn edges. She is currently working a night as a dancer at a tavern in a small town.
Fyghting style: Combines her Mother's dancing technique with her father's weapons teachings for her own style. Uses mostly swords, but can use staffs to great affect, assuming she can find on that won't melt or light on fire when she uses her fire shield spell.
Magycks: Has mastered several fire magycks, and very gifted in flight. She can form Fire from her hands, start it at a distance, or create a shield with it. She doesn't have a lot of stamina with it, however, and tires easily when using it to long.
Deity(s): The God, of Fire and Light, Hō-ō, though is not very religious and only does the minimum required of her.
Name: Antonio Bercures
Race: Vampire
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Description (or pic): 
Bio: His parents killed by a a war between the humyns that spilled into his village, he was raised by a wandering monk who believed that all beings, not just humyns, should be allowed to live in peace. He trained him in some martial arts, but Antonio dropped them when he discovered his ability to move things with his mind. Training himself in it for years, he is decent at Telekineses, and can tell what a person is thinking, if he wants to. He has started traveling, and brings his cat, which he has raised himself, with him. Together, they are looking to see what the gods will guide him towards, and what he must do with the life he was given.
Fyghting style: Has basic knowledge of several Martial Arts styles, and can switch between them effectively, allowing him to throw his opponents off guard.
Magycks: Good with Telekineses, and Mind Reading. If the person is weak willed or asleep, he can see into their mind easily. Stronger willed people, he can force his way in, but that will alert the person he's looking into the mind of. Doesn't alert them if he only probes, looking to see if he can get in without force.
Deity(s): Believes in Relbin and Tritosis, the gods his Monk Father taught him. Relbin is the God of Craft, and and Fire, and Tritosis is the God of Ice/Water, and Guardian of Life.
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03-10-2010, 06:21 PM
Username:Syraannabelle
Name: Syrina (Sy for short)
Race: Fey, Syren
Gender: female
Age: (looks)22 (is) 120
Description (or pic):  (fins<  (except in various shimmers of red, pinks, and oranges)And her eyes are green
Bio: The 2nd youngest of 6 sisters, Syrina is the strongest when it comes to water magyks, and shyfting her legs. Her sisters being more adventurous, all left the family lake, in search of their own bodies of water. Syrina keeps mainly to herself. But lately she's been feeling a need for adventure herself.
Fyghting style: With strong leg shyfting magyks, Syrina excels at kick-boxing. She has no weapon expertise
Magycks: water magyks: cleaning bodies of water, making rain, encouraging water species to create a habitat. Leg shyfting.
Deity(s): Agua, the Goddess of Water. Syrina murmurs a prayer to Agua before preforming any water spells, to encourage their success.
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03-10-2010, 08:47 PM
((So, when do we start?))
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PhoenixNeko
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03-10-2010, 09:11 PM
((I guess we can start right now... I know how I'm having Faethe and Seth meet, since in my part of the story they havent yet. So I'll go first.))
It was a dark and cold nyght. There was rain falling outside the window. Faethe hated the rain. Even sitting indoors as she was made her feel as if it was the end of the world. She tryed not to think about it.
There was a knock at her door. 'Who could be calling on me at this ungrateful time?' she thought as she got up, and walked to the door. "Who is it?" There was no reply. Opening the door a crack she saw slumped over on the front step, a beautiful white wolf.
She glanced around. There was no one else. She bent down and picked up her late nyght visitor, and dragged it into her house.
Several hours later, the wolf woke up. Glancing around with its oddly colored eyes, it saw a young Phoenix sitting in a corner. It tryed to stand, but fell back down.
"Don't bother getting up." The girl said. "You were badly injured. You should rest for another couple of days."
It snorted in reply. Needing to rest? It was strong! It had no need for something so-
It had fallen back to sleep. Faethe was glad that she hadn't had to try to detain it- him- for it was a male. She was already exaughsted from trying to carterize it's- his- wounds.
She fell back to sleep, and waited til the sleep went away.
He was running. It was night. For the thousandth time he wished he had his father's black fur. Or even his mother's dark chocolate brown. But he didn't. So he couldn't hide from them for long. The ones who were out to kill off his whole Clan, would find him again.
He woke again with a strangled howl into the night.
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03-10-2010, 09:18 PM
Syrina walked into town. The cool rain soaked into her soft skin. Just before it started, she decided to change her fin to legs and see what kind of mishcief the world was getting into. She felt so refreashed, so alive. Her red hair bounced along behind her. She giggled and twirled in the night rain. The streets of the town were empty, but Syrina knew better. There was always someone awake, the question was how to find them.
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03-10-2010, 09:33 PM
As he wandered the streets, Antonio relished the rain. It didn't hinder his senses as much as it did humans, and he almost thought he heard giggling. He stalked amongst the alleys, well aware his kind weren't generally well liked by humans. He looked out the alley as a Red Haired Woman dance past the alleyway entrance. He stopped, puzzled, and leaned out of the Alley to watch her go. He didn't want to call attention to himself, but he seemed to have found the source of the giggling.
(I'll bring in Kotume later)
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03-10-2010, 09:37 PM
Faethe woke to the sound of the plantive howl. "What's wrong?" She stood and went to check on her guest. He growled at her when she got close. "It's okay there fella. I'm not gonna hurt you." Using the most gentle voice she could manage she talked to him softly and with words of reasurance.
She was no threat to him. She wasn't with them. He summoned his strength and Shyfted.
"I thought that you were a Lycan." She said.
He was shocked, but he nodded saying, "My name is Seth. Seth Strife." He held out is left front paw in a sign of peace. "You are?"
"I'm Faethe. Faethe Wing. And incase you can't tell-"
But he cut her off. "I can tell you're a Phoenix. You don't need to tell me."
'He's arrogant.' Faethe thought. "How about some tea?" She asked him as she headed to the stove. She needed some even if he didn't want any.
"What kinds do you have?" Seth perked up a bit at the idea of tea.
"Every kinda you can think of!" She turned to grin at him.
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03-10-2010, 09:39 PM
Syrina continued to twirl, and dance to the patter of rain on roof tops. "Oh Agua! Thank you Goddess for this marvelous rain!" She giggled. Rain tended to make her oblivious to her surroundings, she ungracefully tripped over a small stone on the road. "oomph!" She had twisted to land on her butt. "Well that was fun." She muttered sarcasticly.
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03-10-2010, 09:56 PM
Antonio smiled as she tumbled, and stepped out from the alley, walking towards her. "You should be more careful, or you'll get yourself hurt," he called over the sounds of the rain. He headed towards her, holding out his hand to help her up. As he approched her, he reached out with his mind, to see if her thought were surface enough to read without detection.
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03-10-2010, 10:00 PM
Syrina was startled when she heard a voice. I really need to stop getting distracted she thought to herself. "Uh, thanks." She blushed. She took his hand, You're not human... what are you? She keeps her questions to herself. "I'm Syrina. Sy for short." She smiled.
((OOC: BRB I'll be back in about an hour-ish. Post and I'll answer when I get back.))
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Inyashino
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03-10-2010, 10:09 PM
He smiled as he helped her to her feet. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Sy. I am Antonio, or Anton for short." He kept her hand to shake it, then pulled it up to his lips, kissing it respectfully. He let it fall from his grip as he straightened up. "So, what are you doing out her in the rain at a time like this?" He kept his mind open, listening to what thoughts came to him from her.
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03-10-2010, 11:28 PM
Syrina's blush deepened when he kissed her hand. "Pleasure is mine Anton." She giggled, and spun around in a circle. "Why wouldn't I be out? The rain is amazing." She looked back at him. "I'm a Syren. I live for water. And rain, rain is my sunshine." She smiled.
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03-10-2010, 11:42 PM
He smiled, but was internally surprised. "A Fey? I didn't expect to meet one here." He raised a hand with a bigger grin, showing his fangs. "Do not fear, I will not harm you. I have nothing against the Fey." He closed his mouth, running his teeth along his fangs. He felt the slight drop in his senses that told him he needed to feed for the night to keep his abilities up, and he had been looking for someone for just that reason, but he felt he would rather ask this Fey her permission before drinking from her.
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03-11-2010, 12:12 AM
Seth had settled on the Chamomile tea. And Faethe took her favorite of Pepermint. Sitting across from the Lycan, she asked, "So. What brings you to the lovely little town of Brintwall? It's not a friendly place to non-humyns."
Seth winced. "I know. I'm looking for others who will help me fight the Orks. My Clan had for several gerations guarded the boarders. We found out that the Orks were behind the War. When the humyns around the area found out the Orks lied to them and told them that we were the ones lying, so that we could kill off the humyns so that we could take over. And a few other things. The whole thing was a lie. But the humyns believed them. So they hunted down my Clan, and killed them. They've been hunting me too. I just managed to evade them and make it here. And then I woke up in your place."
Faethe nodded. "I knew that the War was getting worse. But I didn't know it was that bad. Hmmn. So you need someone to help you prove the Orks are behind it all?"
Seth nodded. "Yes." He looked down at his forepaws.
Faethe knew that he wouldn't get any help from the local people. And she didn't have anyone at home to worry over her. "Alright." She stood and took their cups back to the counter in the kitchenette. "I'll help ya. But only on one condition."
Seth looked up at her. "And what would that be?"
She giggled. "We wait til it's done raining, silly."
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03-11-2010, 02:03 AM
Syrina's back stiffened, her eyes wide. "A vampyr?" She shook her head. "I'm sorry for that, I have never met a vampyr before." She forced herself to relax, ashamed at her initial fear. "So what brings a vampyr out in the rain?" she teased.
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03-11-2010, 02:10 AM
He smiled, not blaming her for her initial reaction. "It's fine. That is the way more people respond when I introduce myself. Unless, of course, they are humyn, then they just try to kill me." He nodded towards a storefront with a patio cover. "Do you mind if we step out of the rain a moment? I don't like having to raise my voice over it." He motioned towards the cover, then started to walk towards it.
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03-11-2010, 02:20 AM
She blushed. "thanks." Syrina followed him. She sat down against the store wall. "mmm. So you never did answer my question." She smiled and poked his calf. "Well, Anton? I don't think the rain is truely your element." She reached her hand out and pulled some of the water from a puddle beside her, so she can play with it.
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03-11-2010, 02:24 AM
He smiled at her, showing his fangs again. "I suppose you are right. I was not, as you were, out for a midnight stroll through the rain, but rather looking for food." He reached out to listen in on her reaction to that. "See, a Vampyr needs to drink blood in order to maintain their powers. I, however, rarely take without consent." He watched her, reading her body language as well as her thoughts.
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03-11-2010, 02:32 AM
She bit her lower lip, taking in this information. She nodded. "Who did you really expect to find on a rainy night?" She stood up, beside him. "If you are in need, you may drink my blood. I'm not sure of any particulars, my blood may not be good for you, but you're welcome to it." She pulls locks of her long hair off her shoulders, opening up her neck.
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03-11-2010, 02:46 AM
He smiled at her. "Well, I was hoping to come across someone who would be happy with the rain, and might be willing to part with a little of their extra blood." He moved to her, carefully putting his arms around hr for support. "Don't worry, this won't hurt, and I don't need much." He got close to her neck, sniffing it slightly, before moving to where the neck met the shoulder. I let out a small breath, then inhaled and bit down into the place where they met. To Sy, at first it felt like a needle entering the place where the teeth sunk into, but it was quickly replaced by a warm feeling, like hot soup after being swallowed for the first time in a while.
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03-11-2010, 02:51 AM
Sy's eyes widened and a short gasp was cut off with a relaxed moan. Her arms curved up and around his back. Her eyes drooped to half-mast, and the water around her seemed to ripple of it's own accord.
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03-11-2010, 03:15 AM
He didn't take long, only drinking for about 15 seconds, but it was more then enough for him. He honestly had been done at 10 seconds, but she, despite her worrying, tasted great, so he had indulged himself a little. Finally, he pulled away, and wiped his mouth. "Thank you, Sy, I needed that." He sat down against the wall she had been sitting against, looking out at the rain.
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03-11-2010, 03:22 AM
Syrina blinked a couple times and gingerly touched the spot he bit. She flashed him a smile, and sat down beside him, curling her legs underneath her. "You're welcome hon." She said a bit absently, but with enough focus. "That was, different..." She murmured.
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03-11-2010, 03:31 AM
He smiled at her, leaning back to get comforatble. "Don't worry, the wound won't bleed or anything, and should close up in a day or two, assuming another vampyr doesn't bite you there again." He looked up at the rain clouds, then down at her. "Bed different, or good different?" He leaned closer to her, glad she hadn't turned him down.
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