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[Rainbow Dash]

Crimson Century 
Crimson Century was originally created by St Peter.
Hopefully one day we'll see him again

 
 
Chapter 0 – Blood in the Water
 
Atropos stared carefully into the image reflected in the black water. What was shown beneath her was not a reflection of herself, but instead a complete picture of Memorium. From her nest she could see everything from the vampire queen’s throne room to the labs deep beneath the alchemist guild. She saw the city’s past when it was a warzone of never ending blood shed and suffering, an she saw the dark echoes of its future.

“It’s hopeless,” she said.

“You can see everything, but still you are blind,” spoke the man behind her. A rather plain looking human with silver hair wrapped in his dark cloak.

“Gyahahaa!” Atropos let out a deep laugh. “Watch your tongue boy. If not for your pact you would be dead where you stand.”

“Look at them,” she beckoned her hand towards the imagine in the water “Insects wandering aimlessly, ignorant and without purpose. Soon the entire city will drown in a sea of blood. Do you truly think you can save them?”

The man said nothing, and the two continued to watch the water’s image in silence for several more moments. Then the man suddenly cut a ripple into the water with his sword and the image disappeared.

“The future is not carved in stone. It ebbs and flows like water. It can be saved.”

Atropos let out another cackle. “Even if that’s true, it will all be for nothing. They cannot live together peacefully. They are doomed to fight until they have all killed each other off!” she said gleefully.

But her words didn’t get through to him, as he already left the cave as silently as when he first arrived.

“Bah, insufferable man. I hope you at least provide a good show before you die!” She shouted out the cave’s entrance.

 
Premise

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The world is not meant to be shared. This has always been the ideology shared by each of the three races inhabiting it. Humans, who had strength in numbers and in spirit, their creativity and tenacity constantly pushing them to ever-greater heights. Vampires, beautiful and elegant immortal creatures of darkness with the power to enthrall others to their will. Lycans, prideful shapeshifting warriors with unrivaled physical strength and ferocity. From the earliest etchings of history it has presumed that the three races have fought one another, though such records have long been lost amidst eons of bloodshed and chaos.
 
As time passed, strife between the three races became more frequent and violent. In the last war, a hundred year feud that would later be referred to as the Crimson Century, the world would come to an end. Each race suffered devastating losses and most of the world’s population was destroyed alongside its cities and monuments. But from the ashes of the old world, a new one would be reborn anew, ushering a new period of shaky peace after several lifetimes of conflict.
 
Cooperation between the three races would become realized with the foundation of Memorium, a city in central Europe that was at one time the center of fighting during the Crimson Century, that would become the first ever territory where the three races would co-exist. But as it turns out, an era of constant bloodshed was not so easily forgotten after something as trivial as the end of the world. Though it put up a front of peaceful cooperation to the eyes of the rest of the world, the situation in Memorium was anything but. 
 
You will be playing as a member of one of the three races, living in Memorium several decades after the apocalypse the marked the end of the Crimson Century. Though there is still peaceful cooperation between the three races, the peace is shaky at best. Though the leaders of each faction are trying to maintain the status quo, tension inside the city has reached its peak, and there is talk in the streets of a new war starting again.

 
 
The City of Memorium

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Though Memorium was established as a front of cooperation between the three races, for the most part they do not actually live amongst each other. The structure of the city most closely resembles a three-layered ring – with each race occupying one layer. On a small enclave at the city’s center lives the population of vampires, led by their Queen. The vampires living in the richest section of the city that was least scarred by the war, despite being the smallest group in the city, is a large source of the discontent of the two other races. At the very heart of the city is the vampire castle, from where their monarch lives and rules from. Surrounding them, occupying the majority of the city, are the humans who hold over four times the population of the vampires and over double the population of the lycans. Apart from the few lycans working as servants for humans or vampires, most do not actually live within Memorium itself, but rather in scattered tribes outside the city’s border.
 
Architecturally, Memorium is a mix of gothic, art nouveau, and victorian era with a splash of post-apocalyptic ruin in certain areas of the city. The technology in some aspects is highly advanced, such as the Alchemist Guild, though for the most part everything is done old school (think Renaissance period) with the means of reproducing most modern technologies lost during the Crimson Century. Things like rifles and vehicle do exist, and would be a lot like WW1 era technology, though they mostly exist as remnant artifacts of the Crimson Century and are thus very rare and mostly limited to members of the Church.
 
Important Locations:
Notre Dame – The headquarters for the Church operations in Memorium. A massive cathedral located in the northwestern sector of the city.
Alchemist Guild – A tall isolated building in the middle of Memorium’s north section and the main research facility for blood alchemy.
Crusader’s Barracks – The quarters for the Church’s crusaders, located right next to Notre Dame.
Castle Black – The home of the Vampire Queen located in the middle of the vampire territory in the very middle of the city.
The River – The river that runs through the center of Memorium, separating the human territory into northern and southern sections.
City Wall – Memorium’s borders indicated by a tall stone wall enclosing the landed portions of the city. It is patrolled and police by the city guard rather than members of the Church.
Outskirts – The human settlements and homes scattered outside of Memorium. They are often terrorized by Lycan raids.
Grey Cave – An enormous tunnel located in the mountain outside and the home of the Grey Tribe, the largest group of lycans based near Memorium.

 
NPC’s

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Church

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Archbishop Noveau

Holy Arts (500) [Purification)

 

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Crusader Commander, David LeCroix

Holy Arts (700) [Holy Crusader]

 

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Guild Master, Sara Ratican

Blood Alchemy (400) [Burning Heart]

Blood Alchemy (400) [Frozen Heart]

 

Red Court

Queen of the Red Court Priscilla

???

 

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The Queen’s Voice

Domination (400) [Siren’s Song]

 

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The Queen’s Eye

Transformation (150) [Shadowform]

Transformation (150) [All-Seeing Eye]

Domination (150) [Malefic Visions]

 

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The Queen’s Blade

Transformation (400) [Will of Blades]

 

 

Grey Tribe

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Grey

Shapeshift (200) [Direwolf]

Overdrive (200) [Savagery]

 

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Caldina

Shapeshift (100) [Wolf]

Ovedrive (100) [Iron Fur]

 

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One-Eye

Shapeshift (100) [Wolf]

Overdrive (100) [Acid Armor]

 
Races

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Humans are your typical mortal folks. Most humans wouldn’t stand a chance in a fight against a vampire or a lycan, but there are those specially trained to combat their inhuman foes. Humans begin with 30 stat points and 50 skill points. Humans can invest skills into either Holy Arts or Blood Alchemy - not both. Typically the the Alchemists and the Crusaders tend to keep away from one another due to rivalry.
 
Holy Arts are techniques powered by faith, used by members of the Church. Holy energy can be used to empower themselves or allies, and can even manifest itself into physical form. Crusaders, the elite military force of the Church, can shape holy energy into weapons such as swords or bows or form shields and divine barriers to defend themselves.
 
Blood Alchemy is a recent technique discovered by the Alchemist Guild, a scientific research division of the Church. Blood alchemists are able to use their blood as a catalyst and manipulate its structure or energy. With blood alchemy they able to do things like turn their blood into iron or water, and more accomplished blood alchemists can use their blood to become flames or even form familiars out of it. Note that blood alchemists can only use their own blood, though it does not have to be freshly spilt. Most will use vials to carry around previously drawn blood for use.
 

 
Vampires are psychic predators who feed off the blood of other species. As such, they have naturally looked at the other two races as nothing but food to be used like cattle, which was part of the reason their conflict with the others was so inevitable. Although there has been bizarre occurrences where Vampires have converted humans into a servile vampiric state, Vampires are usually born the normal way. Vampires begin with 40 stat points and 40 skill points. Vampires can invest skills into Transformation and Domination.
 
Transformation is a Vampire’s natural ability to tap into their demonic forms. Unlike a Lycan’s shapeshifting, vampires usually still retain most of their original appearance. With this ability they can form things like claws, horns, or wings to use in physical combat. 
 
Domination is a Vampire’s ability to extend their mental will over others. As such they can have complete mind control over unintelligent creatures, create illusions, or cause others to feel ill. Willpower is especially important in both asserting and resisting Dominance
 
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Lycans are shapeshifting monsters that rely on their natural bestial instinct to survive. They were the race that was least adept at using technology, and fell behind the others during the Crimson Century to a point where a large portion of their population were turned into slaves for vampires. They are ferociously strong and are the most physically capable of the three races. Lycans start with 50 stat points and 30 skill points. Lycans can invest skills into Shapeshifting and begin with an Overdrive.
 
Shapeshifting is a Lycan’s ability to fully transform their bodies into the form of a beast. The form they take is usually reflective of their tribe, though almost every Lycan tribe living among the outskirts of Memorium will take the form of a wolf. 
 
Overdrive is an ability unique to Lycans while in their beast form. They go into a frenzied bloodthirsty state and can gain individual abilities ranging from a simple increase in physical ability, to regeneration, to creating thick armor or secreting poison. This ability is tiring but strong

 
Character Sheet

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[Appearance]
Name: Only horses are permitted to not have names
Race: Human-Vampire-Lycan?
Age: Lycans typically have a natural lifespan a little longer than humans. Vampires are immortal
Sex: SJWs all died in the Crimson Century. Pick he or she.
 
Backstory: Your sordid past
 
Stats (5 is average for a human)
Strength – Physical strength and movement speed
Agility – Reaction time and evasiveness
Endurance – Defense and stamina
Dexterity – Accuracy and technique
Willpower – Strength of domination and resistance 
 
Skills
Skill name [points] - Skill effect
 
Inventory: Keep in mind firearms are rare and ammunition is scarce.

 
FAQ

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Can I be a hybrid? Half of one race, half of another?
No

My guy was bitten and became a vampire and now he hates all vampires and he's dark and edgy. Is this okay?
Vampires are born, not made. They come into the world screaming and looking for a tit to suckle.
Very rarely are vampires created through blood exchange and those ones are weaker then normal.
 
Can I be something other than human-vampire-lycan?
Very very likely no, but shoot me a PM just in case
 
Can I be Race X working for Race Z (in example, a lycan working for humans)?
Yes, but you'd need to have a solid background explaining why
 
Can I be a lycan with human stats (in example) or vice versa?
No
 
Can I be a lycan with human skills (in example) or vice versa?
No
 
Can I have fun or is everything banned?
No fun allowed
 
Can I attack other players?
If it makes sense in an RP context, yes.
PvP combat gives awards like boss battles and missions

Edited by Katia Managan, 21 November 2014 - 06:26 AM.

[Mors]

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Name: Seliesen Ibn Shaytan
Race: Vampire
Age: 92
Sex: Male
 
Backstory: 

Seliesen is a Djinn, which is just what the nomadic people of the Eastern Desert call vampires. Like their western kin, they are a proud and noble people, though their population is extremely sparse by comparison. Seliesen is a prince of the Marid tribe, and the next in line to rule his people. With their situation growing worse with every passing year, Seliesen's father sent him west to Memorium so that he may find a wife to bring home and continue his family's bloodline.
 

Stats 
Strength – 12
Agility – 25
Endurance – 8
Dexterity – 15
Willpower – 10
 
Skills

Serpent's Coil (Transformation) [50] - Seliesen's body becomes limber and he can dislocate his joints to twist at any angle so that he can bend his body in various ways making him capable of great feats of acrobatics. He can also unhinge is jaw to deliver powerful bites or devour things whole.

Venom Road - Seliesen's fangs and claws become imbued with a deadly acidic venom that can corrode both flesh and metal, which he can spit far distances.

Viper's Strike - Seliesen whips out his arm with deadly speed, striking like a snake.

 

Serpent's Glare (Domination) [20] - Seliesen uses vampiric domination to give off an intensely intimidating aura to strike fear into his opponents. In lesser foes it can cause complete paralysis, though this ability is much less effective when his opponents have higher will.

 

Inventory: Jann, a khanda with a black blade; three chakrams hidden beneath his cloak, curved dagger

Edited by Mors, 05 March 2015 - 10:57 AM.

[Unbelievably Majestic]

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"Just a crusader. Ya know, Crusadin' around. It's pretty sweet. Way cooler than those blood loving nerds up in their stupid tower.
They're not even Holy. Not like us. We're Holy all day, every day."

Name: Lt. Sarah Button
Race: Human
Age: Twenty-Three
Sex: Female

Backstory: At an early age Sarah found herself in the company of the Crusaders. It started when she'd met a small group of them that would do general Crusader-y things together. She was some random street orphan who had a habit of getting into trouble. They had a habit of catching her every time she did something. She came to like the group after seeing them take down a criminal. They did some kind of magic. And Holy lights. And something. Or whatever. She didn't really understand. But it was really cool. She thought they were the bees knees. The doggies wotsits. The coolest thing since ever. So she started following them on patrol, hoping for another show.

After a while of following them around she decided that just watching the action wasn't good enough. She wanted to be able to do magic stuff too. She wanted to be an awesome Crusader like those guys. So she went and found the Crusaders barracks and signed up. And like that her new found dream was coming true. They taught her to fight. They taught her about the Holy Arts. They taught her to read and write and, well, pretty much everything she knows. And that's a lot. Because Crusaders are super cool and Holy, and smart as hell. And everyone else sucks.

Stats:
Strength: 8
Agility: 10
Endurance: 10
Dexterity: 10
Willpower: 7

Skills:
Holy Crusader [60] ~ By channeling the awe inspiring Holy powers of a Crusader, Sarah becomes imbued with pure greatness. She seems to glow faintly with Holy mojo and gains a buff to her strength. It's supposed to be for punching bad guys, but it works just as well on nerds and people who are generally not Crusaders. In combination with her Holy Relic she can set things aflame with holy fire as she cuts them down. It's really cool.

Inventory: Sarah only has four things that she carries with her. And that because she only needs four things.

• Her lovingly crafted and maintained Crusader sword.
• Her other lovingly crafted and maintained Crusader sword.
• Her super-cool, mega-awesome, holy-goddamn-thats-fantastic Holy Relic! A badass flaming axe that seems to hate the worlds abominations as much as Sarah does.
• Her heart full of hatred for anyone that isn't and doesn't want to be a Crusader. Especially those dirty blood alchemy nerds.

Edited by Unbelievably Majestic, 04 January 2015 - 02:22 PM.

[Wandering Rogue]

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Name:  Luka Montel
Race:  Vampire
Age:  42
Sex:  Male
 
Backstory: The short of it?  I'm ridiculously awesome.  I'm just a great vampire of noble lineage, ya know?  Not high enough up to get burdened with all the responsibility but high enough to live the easy life if you know what I mean.  Honestly, I'm just an incredible asset to my family.  I mean have you seen me?  I'm just the best looking guy around but that's not all either.  Everyone tells me how nice I am and how in touch with my sensitive side I am.  Don't think that doesn't mean that I won't beat you up though because I totally can still do that.  

 

Rather not though.  Getting in brawls just isn't me.  Have you seen what happens in those things?  Even the winners walk away looking like they've kissed the wrong side of a mallet.  So me, I much rather avoid that noise.  I sneak about the city where ever I please to go because I can.  I know how to reach places most don't know about and just sit there and watch the clouds go by.  Also I like the watch humans.  They're just so damn amusing, ya know?  My family is just so set in there ways.  They think they got it all figured out and maybe they do but hell if I know what with all the secrets they go about keeping.  Not exactly an environment to foster a healthy dose of curiosity.  

 

Have you seen humans though?  They are just so weak that you got to pity them.  Like, sometimes I watch them struggling and I just wonder what in the world they are doing it for but I figured after a while that maybe they aren't so weak.  I mean they are but also not?  I don't know.  It's weird.  I creep about watching them and they just come up with the dumbest solutions and yet sometimes they work despite themselves.  It's stupid luck.  Is that a strength? Blind luck?  Guess what I'm saying is I just wish sometimes we tried out more things or at least shared with each other what we are doing.  You know the saying, "left hand does not know what the right is doing".  That about sums it up.

 

Eh?  What do I think Lycans?  Pfft.  Not much.  I mean have you seen where they live?  Caves.  Freaking caves man.  I don't even try to go there because why would I?  What's there to look at?  Bunch of animals picking the fleas off each others back? Na, I kid.  Kind of.  I mean they are alright sometimes but I don't know.  I just don't really get them at all.

 

What were you asking again?  Was it important?  Eh, I'll just figure it out later.
 

Stats 

• Strength – 12
• Agility – 19
• Endurance – 5 
• Dexterity – 21
• Willpower – 13

Skill:

• Eagle Eye (Transformation) [10] - Luka is able to enhance his vision to an incredible degree.  He can see far further than most and in greater detail.  He can also alter the vision so that he can alter how he sees so that he can view thermally or in the dark.
• Spider Grip (Transformation) [50] -  Luka is able to grip just about any surface and move along it as quick as his body will let him.  It's a helpful transformation that's helped a whole lot with his exploration of the city.  He has become so spidery that he can communicate with actual spiders.
  • His body now produces so much stickiness that four additional arms spring out of his body to help him hold it all.  Basically, he gets four more arms.
  • Luka can now make webs. He can spin a thread and use it to swing or weave an intricate trap(Don't ask where it comes from).  He can also shoot a large blob of webbing from his mouth.  Only once a post though because that's gross and he can't handle the embarrassment of doing it too often. 
• Trick of the Mind (Domination) [10] - The ability to make lesser minds see a flicker of movement from out of the corner of their eye or a sound just out of their field of sight.  

Inventory 

• Bow and arrows
• Lockpicks
• Coinpurse

Edited by Wandering Rogue, 11 February 2015 - 12:24 AM.

[Leshrac]

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Name: Raphael

Race: Lycan

Age: 23

Sex: Male

 

Backstory:

Raphael is one of the many "exotic" lycans within Memorium City. Lycans with his form are rather rare, even in the east where they come from. It's unsurprising that Raphael had found himself as a slave to one of the royalty within the city. As he was taken from his tribe at a young age, he was named by his captors. In an ironic twist and as an insult to the humans, he was named Raphael after the famous Archangel.

 

Throughout his entire life he served as simple entertainment to the vampires in the city. Parties would be held by the more extravagant vampires and he was almost always a form of entertainment. Either he'd be chained up in his panther form to show off his elegance, or kept in a large cage as a simple decoration. His life was cold and heartless and as such he came to resent this world.

 

Raphael's personality became rather "dead", as he describes it, over time. Emotions seemed like fading memories and the only thing that drove him forward was his wish to change how this world had worked. When he saw humans, lycans, or vampires, he saw them for themselves, not their race.

 

As he got older he began to plan his escape from his accursed imprisonment. Eventually he managed to convince one of the same vampires from the family that had captured him to let the young lycan go free. Like he had suspected there wasn't any race that was evil. There was only individuals within that group that had corrupted the rest. They were weeds to be extinguished from existence. With his life in his own hands, his final goal was to become a Lycan Warlord. That was he'd be one step closer to executing those who caused the world such pain.

 

He'd become what he hated most to eventually kill all those who troubled him.

 

As he escaped, he met and befriended both Issac and Luka.

 

First Hunt

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Fresh air filled Raphael's lungs as he slept comfortably on a tree branch, his left front paw and tail hung off the side. There was something comforting about the way the forest sounded around him. The natural sounds of birds and rodents that scurried in the underbrush had a calming effect on the predator. It wasn't the natural habitat for his species of lycan, but he was content in this area.

 

To be continued...

 

Stats: 75

Strength: 21 (25)

Agility: 11 (13)

Endurance: 10 (12)

Dexterity: 21 (23)

Willpower: 12

 

Skills: 45

 

Shapeshifting: Black Panther - Raphael's true form is that of a black panther. All his physical abilities are increased. His overall skill set increases Agility, Endurance, and Dexterity by 2. Strength is increased by 4. (20)

 

​Overdrive: Blink - Raphael's natural talent at concealment allows him to become completely invisible for short bursts of time. 1 Second of total invisibility per 10 Skill points. (25)

• Cull The Weak - Raphael does bonus damage against characters that were wounded by him. He goes for the kill and attacks weak points more effectively.

 

Inventory:

Edited by Leshrac, 23 February 2015 - 09:23 PM.

[Vafhudr]

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Name: Helen Huxley

Race: Human
Age: 27
Sex: Female
 
Backstory:

 

“Mankind.... really stands no chance. We have been left behind by evolution. The vampires and the lycans are light-years ahead of us, biologically speaking. How long will mere faith keep us safe from the brute, physical fact of our inferiority?”

 

Helena began her career in the church with the New Society of Jesus, a very militant branch of the Universal Church devoted to personal self-perfection through meditation, physical training, service to others and through a serious and profound education. It is this later part that had the greatest impact on young Helen, as it allowed her to pursue her life's passion in the subjects of biology, chemistry, and metaphysics. She poured over the theories and works from the time before the Crimson Century – which is arguably not much, especially when the Church deliberately suppressed some of that scant material.

 

By the age of 20 she was ready to be ordained into the order, but finding herself already at the limit of what she could squeeze out of their libraries, she renounced and joined, at the invitation of the Guildmaster, the Alchemist Guild. There she quickly gained her own laboratory as well as a... breadth of action hitherto unprecedented within the walls of the convent. Her research focus was simple – how could humans close the evolutionary gap between them and the vampires and lycans – and if possible, how could we overtake them.

 

The guild's focus on blood served as a catalyst for Helen's ideas – blood, a substance of physical and metaphysical importance to mankind since the night of time, was to be the building block of her ideas and their practical applications. The thesis being that the power differential was something to do with the difference in blood began to obsess Helen and she proceeded to speculate that if one could absorb vampiric and lycanthrope blood, they could come closer to them in terms of sheer physical prowess. This remained, ultimately, a theory – though one she devoted considerable time and effort in preparing for. She developed a whole style of alchemy that wold bring her to physical perfection, if only she could get her hands on a specimen.

 

Fortunately for her, the Guild is a branch of the Church and actively engaged in the games of cloaks and daggers that mark a time of uneasy peace. It was a fairly fresh vampire. One of 10 that were captured either alive or freshly dead. This one was mostly dead. Using her blood alchemy, she dissolved the vampire's body, reducing it to a puddle of blood – her blood. She would then, very gradually, inject herself with this mix of digested and integrated vampire blood. The process was only mildly uncomfortable. There was no serious rejection, as the foreign elements had been tempered by her own blood already. The change did not have many outward signs – beyond a certain look in her eyes. Yes, there was definitely something more predatory about her, about the way she looked at people, the way she smiled at people. There was definitely power in that blood.

Her success made her eager for another chance to try out her theories.
 
Stats (5 is average for a human)
Strength – 8
Agility – 10
Endurance – 5
Dexterity – 11
Willpower – 6
 
Skills
 

Laws of Attraction - Bind/Unbind Alchemy (70)

Her alchemy is to give her blood two peculiar set of properties: the power to repel thing and attract other things, which she can do at the micro and macro level.

 

Inventory:

2 Red Boots - Boots whose soles have been infused with a solution of Helen's blood. 

2 Red Gauntlets - Gauntlets whose surface have been coated in a solution of Helen's blood. Each gauntlet contains a slot that can contain a Vial of Blood. Blood can be shot or simply released from a small mechanism beneath the gauntlet. 

1 Cartesian Cutlass– A saber that received a special treatment to be infused with her blood.

1 Luger P08 - as a active field alchemist, she has access to some of the old world technology. 

20 Red Bullets - Bullets who tipped as been treated with Helen's blood. 

1 Model T-2 Marker Pistol - a weapon of Helen's design meant to shoot small pellets of blood. 

30 Red Pellets - generic pellets containing a solution of Helen's blood. 

 

8 Vials of bloods. 

Edited by Vafhudr, 04 January 2015 - 02:19 PM.

[Chizzy]

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Name: Apollo Price

Race: Human
Age: 22
Sex: Male
 
Backstory: 

 

Apollo comes down from a generation of soldiers that participated in the great war known as Crimson Century. While none of his ancestors are particularly well-known -- he grew up much like the soldiers had before him and was raised to fight for the Church. Unfortunately, Apollo never enjoyed the military lifestyle and would much rather spend his time either slacking off or sleeping. He also cleverly found ways to skip out on practice to hang out with his little sister and two close friends. The four of them would often explore the outskirts of town much to the dismay of the local villagers. 

 

These were probably the happiest moments of Apollo's life -- His most cherished memories. 

 

Apollo's father was never home due to obligations he had with the Church, and his mother had long passed soon after the birth of his little sister. These events caused Apollo to distance himself from his father, resulting in him viewing his friends and little sister as closer kin than his own dad. This was also the very reason Apollo wanted to spend most of his time with his little sister and friends: Rena and Flynn. These three were the people he was closest with and the ones he cherished the most. 

 

His little sister Sera was adorable, bubbly, and very adventurous. There was never a dull moment with her. The girl was never seen without a bright smile on her face. He also felt incredibly protective over his sister.

 

Rena is the girl Apollo had fallen in love with. She was gorgeous and carried an air of mystery. Apollo and Flynn had first discovered the girl lying unconscious among a field of flowers. It was strange. They had no idea who she was or where she had come from. Not to mention her apparel and overall appearance was quite different from what they were used to. Upon waking up her initial reactions were fearful and shy, but she eventually warmed up and was willing to become friends. Sadly, she had no memories of her past other than her name. This prompted Apollo and Flynn to go out and explore with the hopes of discovering her past and learning more about who she was. These small adventures usually amounted to nothing, but did allow for the small crew to grow closer.

 

Flynn was Apollo's best friend. He seemed to be better than Apollo at everything except eating (Apollo's stomach is nothing short of a black hole). However, things only appeared this way, as Apollo was incredibly lazy and never gave 100% in anything he did. That isn't to say Apollo didn't enjoy competing with Flynn it's just he would fall short every time. As time went on, Apollo and Flynn eventually grew a strong attraction for Rena after having spent a lot of time with her. Sadly for Apollo, Rena showed more interest in Flynn. Seeing how his best friend usually beat him in everything this was an outcome the silver-haired child wasn't surprised to see.

 

Years later, rumors of an incredibly powerful being began circulating around town. She was dubbed as the Witch of the West and the locals were warned to stay cautious and avoid leaving their houses at night. The Church was very aware of the Witch; however, they couldn't figure out why she had decided to reveal herself now of all times. Apollo's father was alarmed by the news and quickly realized what the Witch was after. His daughter, Sera, was special. She was born with immense aptitude for the Holy Arts -- So much so that many would consider her something close to a god (as blasphemous as it may seem) if she were to ever utilize her powers to its fullest potential. This was bad. Did he mess up in hiding Sera? Was her potential figured out? What happened to the protection placed over his daughter? Millions of questions swirled around his head as he frantically gathered his things. He needed to find Apollo.

 

Unfortunately, he was too late.

 

The Witch of the West appeared right in front of Apollo and his friends just after he had just snuck out of the military academy. Upon seeing the lady, Apollo quickly fell to the ground like a dead man unable to move an inch from sheer fear; his body shaking uncontrollably. She whispered something before a black cloudy wave started emanating from her hands. The black magics swiftly swerved and surrounded Apollo's sister, shrouding her in complete darkness. At the sounds of his sister's screams, Apollo mustered up enough strength to stand back up on his feet. Together with Flynn, the two charged straight for the Witch. With a flick of her wrist a dark spear-like object was formed and immediately impaled Flynn right through the chest, causing Apollo to fly back from the shockwave of the attack. His body slammed up against a tree nearly knocking him out of consciousness. Letting out a soft grunt, Apollo slowly rose back to his feet before glancing up at the powerful entity he was up against.

 

Shocked, Apollo noticed he could only see through one eye. His other one was completely inert. He was also surprised to see Rena had taken a different form. Horns protruding from the side of her head with wings sprouting out from her back, his friend looked more like a demon than human. Rena was able to break Sera free from the enemy's grasp, clearing the black cloud that was covering Apollo's sister. Grabbing the little girl, Rena took off leaving the area in the blink of an eye.

 

The enemy had no reaction. She seemed nonchalant towards the events that had just transpired.

 

"Pity... She has already been cursed. The poor girl will die without ever seeing the light of day again."

 

With those imparting words the Witch of the West vanished.

 

Apollo fell to his knees as tears trickled down his face. With Flynn lying dead beside him, he had just lost everything he knew and loved. 

 

Not too long after this incident Apollo took time traveling the world searching for his sister and Rena. He chose to spend most of his time in the East mainly because the Sakura trees prevalent in the country reminded him of Rena and Sera. He also preferred the Eastern land's style of dressing, which prompted him to adopt their sense of fashion.

 

Surprisingly, given his rather lazy nature, most of his time in the East was spent training and learning a completely different style of Holy Arts from an old man he had encountered early in his travels. He quickly implemented what he learned from his master with the Holy Arts he had been taught from the military academy he never graduated from.

 

Apollo was eventually kicked out of the house he was staying at, as his mentor claimed he had no more to teach him. Leaving Apollo with Toto, a talking rabbit, and a battered up shield, the young man decided to continue his search for his beloved sister and friend. 

 

The boy carries a heavy burden in his heart. Hopefully this quest will bring him the answers he is looking for. Hopefully this journey will bring him peace.

 
Stats (5 is average for a human)
Strength – 8
Agility – 8
Endurance – 8
Dexterity – 8
Willpower – 8 
 
Skills: 

 

Holy Arts - Sacred Relic - Faith [70]:  The Shield of Faith is an ancient shield that is practically impenetrable. The legendary artifact has the ability to create a variety of powerful shields and barriers due to the massive amounts of holy energy stored within it.
 
Inventory/Other: 

 

Sword - Standard sword issued by the military

 

A necklace, in the shape of a tear, given to him by Sera

 

A pet rabbit named Toto. Toto is a unique animal that can talk and acts as a guide for Apollo.

Edited by TG arteezy, 22 February 2015 - 08:25 AM.

[Ilyse]

Spoiler

 

 

“I write the truths of this world in my Scroll of Darkness!”

“…Stop bringing up your fantasies, Beatrix.”

 

Name: Beatrix and Rhys Gruffud

Race: Human

Age: 19 – they are twins

Sex: Sister and Brother

 

Backstory: 

 

Beatrix and Rhys were the children of some ordinary hunter who made a living off the land, so to speak. No mother was present, so growing up, the older sister tried to play the role of the mother to the introverted younger brother, and despite the challenges, the three were fairly happy in their nice little cabin.

 

Well, it turns out the hunter was actually a former Crusader, who spent his time teaching the basic essentials of what he thought to be life – being able to read and write notes of the holy scripts, some arithmetic (in which Rhys was incredibly good at, Beatrix not so much), and of course, the Holy Arts. 

 

Did you expect a tragedy of a sort? Well, their lives were far from tragic, except when the hunter drove them out of his house, making it known that unfortunately, he raised them out of guilt: after all, he was the one that stuck bullets into their parents. But surprisingly, the twins held no ill will towards the man, and went off to join the other Crusaders – Beatrix with her rather colorful personality and even more wild imagination, and Rhys, whose taciturn nature seems to offset his older sister’s energy.

 

Now, with their calendar cleared, bathroom breaks finished, and the winds heading towards a good direction, it was time for the children to start tearing shit up.

 

Stats – Beatrix first, Rhys second.

Strength – 6

Agility – 5

Endurance – 5

Dexterity – 2

Willpower – 2

 

Strength – 2

Agility – 4

Endurance – 2

Dexterity – 10

Willpower – 2

 

Skills: 

 

[Holy Arts: Titan] - 35

 

Beatrix uses her Holy Arts mainly to strengthen her equipment and overall strength for combat. Beatrix is also hellishly strong, and can actually carry her brother around – who is also a lot shorter than her – on her back while still managing to fight.

 

[Holy Arts: Bullet] - 35

 

Rhys, on the other hand, is much smaller, and doesn’t display super impressive strength. His focus is on his calculative mind and rather sharp focus, making him perfect for shooting things in high-pressure situations. He is nimble with his hands, capable of loading a rifle and firing a shot in a surprisingly short amount of time. His bullets are imbued with the holy energy instead, and pack quite an explosive punch.

 

Inventory:

 

- Rhys always carries around a Pattern 1914 Enfield rifle and a Colt Model 1903 Pocket Hammerless.  

- Beatrix carries around a gigantic sword, a large rectangular shield, and somewhat light battledress – although the mail armor underneath the pads is probably not light.

[Ichihimefan!!]

Spoiler

 

Name: Princess Anastasia Elizabeth Katherine Alexandria, 6th in line to the throne of the Red Court of Memorium
Race: Vampire
Age: 88
Sex: Female
 
Back Story:

As one can imagine living the life of a Princess has its perks. Anastasia or Ana, which her family and close friends call her, was born shortly after the end of the Crimson Century and thus grew up in a time of relative peace.

 

She spent most of her time exploring the castle. Ana had the run of the grounds for the most part and always had her nurse following close behind her. She also spent a good amount of her time focusing on her studies. Learning as much as she could about the Crimson Century as well as the history of the other races. Ana felt no particular resentment or hatred towards the other races. While her siblings and especially her older brothers routinely showcased their hatred towards the humans and lycans. Anytime Ana demonstrated the tiniest bit of interest in the other races around them she was sure to receive an immense amount of backlash. So she learned to keep those thoughts to herself.

 

Ana’s beauty was known throughout much of the vampire population. But unfortunately Ana was confined to the castle, thus making her appearances that much more captivating. Her siblings were still cautious of the world outside the walls, even though it had been over a century since the war.

 

Ana hopes that one day she will be able to escape the castle and experience what the world is like!

 

Stats: 65
Strength – 11
Agility – 13
Endurance – 9
Dexterity – 11
Willpower – 21
 
Skills: 75
 

Visions of Divergence: [35] – Ana uses her domination to create illusionary butterflies that are able to enter ones mind and bring an emotion to the surface. This ranges from fear to happiness and most other emotions one can think of. The color of the butterfly changes to what emotion its projecting, an example being fear would be a blue while happiness would be a yellow. Once under the effect those unaffected will see the butterfly circling around the target(s). Those with fair willpower can shake in their boots as their worst fears cloud their mind and they believe death is upon them. While others with average willpower can feel the twinge of self-doubt and just plain fear. Ana can reach these emotions easily if one is willing to let her.

Visions of Reminiscence: Through her domination Ana can now create hallucinations for her victims, not only reminding them of the memories of Ana's choosing but forcing them to relive it, causing chaos in their mind.This effect will completely paralyze those with low willpower but those with higher willpower will be less affected.

 

Shadow’s Whisper: [30] - Ana can create shadows of herself and others which are simply that. They cannot affect or hurt anyone, they can only whisper into her targets ears increasing the effectiveness of her illusions. They also have the ability to mimic the actions of the original.

 

Fallen: [15] – Ana can create jet-black butterfly wings that allow her to fly short distances and aid her in battle.

 
Inventory: Pocket mirror, concealed daggers, metal fan similar to a chakram, small sewing kit, popular romance novel.

 

Edited by Ichihimefan!!, 07 March 2015 - 07:05 AM.

[Johnny Paradise]

Spoiler

Name: Isaac Bramhill
Race: Human
Age: 23
Sex: Male
 
Backstory: Isaac was born to a family of some minor repute. They were god-fearing men and women, hard-working and ambitious, kind and compassionate to their fellow man. They were also deeply racist, as most people were. To say this unabashed racism had no effect on Isaac would be disingenuous, but he definitely did not inherit his parents' hatred for non-humans. Instead he grew to hate hypocrisy, to hate two-faced individuals, to hate dishonesty, to hate weakness. Given the state Memorium was in, he grew to hate essentially everyone.

 

What Isaac respected was strength and conviction. He feared nothing and no one, and his cocky and brash behavior, combined with an acerbic tongue, gave him a poor reputation within the city. Appalled and embarrassed, his family wanted nothing more to do with him and sent him away. They sent him to the Alchemist's Guild to learn Blood Alchemy. His family in general despised the craft, instead respecting the more noble Holy Arts, and assumed that sending Isaac there would shame him greatly. Isaac however thought practitioners of the Holy Arts were impotent twats, living in a constant masturbatory-induced stupor of self-satisfaction; he enjoyed what was essentially his exile to the Guild.

 

There he studied his craft meticulously and diligently, not being one to do things half-assedly. Not forgetting his own convictions, he also trained his body, as he would not be one of the innumerable weaklings that littered the city. With his intelligence, dedication, and strength of arm, Isaac intended to carve out his own niche in Memorium, one where he's not bound to the traditions or conventions of his predecessors.

Stats
Strength – 12
Agility – 12
Endurance – 10
Dexterity – 15
Willpower – 9
 
Skills:

 

Iron Blood (65) -- Isaac's blood can take on the properties of Iron. This iron can be extended and retracted at will.

 

 

Mercurial Scimitar -- Isaac makes a sword out of his own blood. The blade's form is capable of constantly shifting through the use of alchemy to do things no normal weapon can do. Currently, Isaac can cause the blade to change forms, as well as combine it with the effects of his other types of alchemy.

 

 

Shrapnel Grenades -- Isaac can combine the explosive properties of his blood with the ability to change his blood into iron, resulting in a weapon akin to a shrapnel grenade

 

Explosive Blood (15) -- Isaac's blood can explode.

 

Inventory: Sword hilt (hollow, filled with blood), vials of blood.

Edited by Johnny Paradise, 17 February 2015 - 12:47 PM.

[I-Am-X]

Spoiler

 

 

Name: Nóra

Race: Lycanthrope

Age: 24

Sex: Female

 

Backstory:

Nora was born to a pair of Lycans of minor standing, to a tribe outside of Memorium. She had a sibling, an older sister but when she was little, her sister up and vanished. Within time all hope regarding her return died as she was soon assumed that she was infact, dead. She was a bit different than most of the children in her tribe, In the way that she was stronger than not only the other girls in her tribe but a number of the guys. With her strength, she'd frequently best them in tests of strength (combat) and on hunts. Though, what set her apart wasn't what she was capable of....It was more like what she wasn't capable of. To be more precise, it was what distanced herself from the others.

 

The fact was, she wasn't very friendly, not to mention violent, while also keeping to herself most of the time. Nora would often enough pick fights with the others. She wasn't big on talking but when she did, most of the time it would be a rude and harsh comment that would, more often than not, lead to a fight. Which Nora didn't mind, she did love to fight after all. When it came time for the tribe to hunt, she'd often refuse help, preferring to do things alone. Actions like these would lead the others to believe that she was arrogant and difficult to be around, not really someone to associate with. While she got along fine with the older members of the tribe (and her family), the kids of the tribe took to avoiding her.

 

While some might have a problem with getting shunned like that, Nora really didn't give a shit. Her opinion of them was already mighty low, so it's not like she was missing anything. It was actually a blessing for her, since she wouldn't have to interact with any of them unless forced by the elders. Though, after a few years the attitude of the youth of the tribe grew tiresome, as did her opinion of the village. Her boredom and irritating reached a boiling point when one of the wolves had enough with her attitude and thought it was to 'teach her a lesson'. It didn't take him long to realize he fucked up and made a big mistake.Nora didn't ease up and ended up getting carried away and nearly beat him to death.

 

While not one to run away, she thought now was the right time to leave this crappy village. It was a good enough excuse and came with good timing. She'd quickly paid her respects at her sisters grave and, without a word to her parents, fled the village. Yada yada yada, she met someone who was on their way to Memorium and 'hitched' a ride. So there you have it. The last bit may or may not be true and could be a bunch of bullshit but who cares! Nora sure doesn't. Anyways, years passed, things change, and on with the story.

 

Events that followed:

Spoiler

2-3 or so months prior to the start of the story, Nora came across a certain village. She was running dangerously low on money and she completely ran our of food and water. Luckily, she managed to locate the village before her situation got worse.

 

Arriving into the town, Nora feigned being weak and powerless, which wasn't hurt considered she was fucking hungry, not to mention thirsty. Mutts needs their grub and liquids, after all. Collapsing she managed to trick a nearby local, a human, who felt sorry for her and decided her back to his place. An attractive woman down on her luck and needing help? The man, of course, couldn't say no and miss the chance to collect on her 'gratitude', obviously thinking he'd get lucky. Hearing a loud howling in the distant, Nora ignored it and continued eating. As she finished, she glanced over only to see that the man was giving her strange, looks before getting close enough to where he reached for his pants. The pathetic fool was dead before he managed to take off his pants. "Dammit.." she cursed under her breath.

 

She didn't mean to kill him, just render him unconscious but it seemed like she got carried away and him in the back of the head to hard. With a sigh, she simply concluded that it couldn't be helped. It was troublesome, she couldn't hold herself back and killed a human. While normally it wouldn't matter to her but the simple fact was that this was a human village and she was seen coming in here with him. While her face was covered in her cloak, they seen what she was wearing. As soon as they found the body, she'd be suspected and her appearance relayed from one village to another. She has no problem killing, she had the common sense to know how dangerous such an event could be. While strong, she was only one and she'd eventually be tracked and killed by a swarm of people. She had to find a way out of this situation.

 

A long story short, but still a bit long, the fuckers attacking the village were Lycans. The same hairy and foul smelling bunch lead by that dizzle dazzle guy. Her and a few of his men, given how weak they were, definitely new grunts, got into a scuffle when they came across her looting the place of food and whatever valuables she could find. Nora can't really remember what she said, but it more than likely pissed them off and they fought. Tripping them like a chain of dominos, she took off with what she could and headed out of the village. They managed to catch up to her and she managed to beat some of them down before they sent some of their real soldiers and out numbered her. Care to guess what happened? She lost, yeah.

 

To skip the story around some more, after a heated fight and exchange of words, they all came to an understanding that this was a misunderstanding. Apparently they were the ones attacking the human villages /towns all these months. Nora heard of rumors of an army of Lycans attacking places near the capital but never paid much attention to it because, well, she didn't care. Anywho, she came across them. Like any typical story that has something like this happen involving one of the key characters, Nora went all 'why the hell not?' and decided to join the dudes march. While the treatment of her kind under the humans and vampires, disgusts her, it wasn't her reason for joining. Her reason was obvious, she wanted to fight. She didn't care who it was against she wanted to fight and kill. It was an easy choice.

 

Stats (5 is average for a human)

Strength – 20

Agility – 15

Endurance – 15

Dexterity – 20

Willpower – 15

 

Skills:

 

Shape-shifting: Wolf (25): Takes the form of your typical werewolf on 2 legs. Her muscles grow and increase her strength by 13.

 

Reincarnation (10): One of the Hidden Skills.

 

Overdrive: Revival (15): Her Overdrive ability comes in the form of regeneration, helping her stay longer in fights.

 

Inventory:

• A Crimson Spear
• A pair of twin daggers
• Black cloak, all erry and shit. Ok, just a black cloak she took a liking to when out shopping. Helps hide her shit. Whooosh.

Edited by I-Am-X, 25 February 2015 - 01:36 AM.

[SliceAndDice]

Spoiler

Name: Marshall Septimus Volgas
Race: Vampire
Age: 174
Sex: Male
 
Backstory: During the Crimson Century, the Vampiric forces had two primary bastions of power. One, as could be expected, was in Southern Europe, about where Wallchaia had been located and the progenitor of their kind had once ruled. The other, quite a bit less expectedly, was in the northern reaches of the continent, amid the snowy wastes and the icy mountains. This area was ruled over by the Volgas family, as it had been for centuries past, and the Vampires that lived there were some of the hardiest and most indomitable of their kind. Thus, when the war broke out, one of the first things the Humans and Lycans did against the Vampires was to cut off the north from joining their allies in the south. Damien Volgas, the Warden of the North, was forced to call his full might, not just for survival, but also to attempt to break the blockade that had been placed on his lands. The Battle for the North, as the historians called it, was actually several bloody conflicts rolled into one that raged across the northern reaches for close to 70 years. After seven decades of strife, the Vampires finally broke through- but at great cost. Many of the old bloodlines in the north had been decimated, and Damien himself had given his life alongside six of his children. Damien's wife, however, still lived, and when the north finally linked itself to the principle Vampiric forces, it was she that led them into battle alongside her seventh and youngest child, Marshall. When the war finally subsided, Marshall's mother returned to the north to set things aright, and instructed him to remain in Memorium as the Warden of the North's representative in service to the Queen. "After all," she had said, "Storms do not fade after the first blizzard."
 
Stats
Strength – 11
Agility – 11
Endurance – 11
Dexterity – 11
Willpower – 11
 
Skills
Transformation, Diamond Dust [45]- Marshall takes on the power of winter, allowing him to use ice-based attacks and freeze his enemies. Visually, his skin turns slightly blue, and ice grows from several places on his body.

 

Domination, Snowblind [10]- Marshall creates the illusion of a sudden snowfall for his enemies, creating visibility problems. Because blinding white crap suddenly everywhere.
 
Inventory: Saber, Hunting Knife, Length of Rope.

Edited by Slice, 04 January 2015 - 10:47 PM.

[Juro]

Spoiler

Name: Kovu
Race: Lycanthrope
Age: Twenty One
Sex: Male

Backstory: ​Unlike those who inhabited the Grey Cave, Kovu's ancestry was of northeastern descent. Nonetheless, this did not change they way he was raised. An environment of savagery filled with intense hatred for both humans and vampires alike was the setting for his childhood. However, being forced to listen to countless stories on how they were discriminated and ostracized throughout the years had the opposite effect on him. Instead of developing his own sense of animosity towards their so-called enemies,Kovu simply felt indifferent towards the entire matter. This led him to question their culture as a whole. Reinforcing such a stereotype and living a life that lacked practicality was something Kovu did not want to be a part of.

Soon enough, most of those who resided within the confines of their cave had noticed this. While some paid little attention to such news, others began distancing themselves from him. Although still part of their tribe, Kovu was treated as some sort of outcast. Estranged and separated from even his own family, Kovu then sought refuge elsewhere. His frequent visits in and out of Memorium garnered nothing but judging eyes and hate-filled words, but eventually Kovu proved that he meant no harm. He was in no way accepted by the locals, but at the least, was able to interact and communicate with them. To them, Kovu was still a ferocious beast that hid under the guise of being human, but they couldn’t deny his merit as commodity they could make use of. Soon enough, they requested for his services in exchange for a monetary fee which Kovu simply accepted since he had no reason not to. He had realized that this line of work proved to be more profitable than simply raiding villages along the outskirts of the city and prevented any further tainting the reputation of their race.

Despite his familiarity with those despised by his kinsmen, Kovu remained a resident of the Grey Cave. This did nothing but worsened his pariah-like status, but at this point, he couldn't care less. Kovu was no longer a proud Grey Tribe warrior, but instead, he saw himself a mere mercenary.

Stats
Strength – 30
Agility – 17
Endurance – 18
Dexterity – 15
Willpower – 5

Skills: (30 Points Unused)
Shape-shifting - Hyena (30): Kovu's true form is that of a large spotted hyena. His powerful muscles, large physique, and instinctive ferocity increase his strength by 5, agility, endurance, and dexterity by 3, and willpower by 1.

Inventory:
Shotel - A curved sword with a flat, double-edged blade shaped similarly to a large sickle.

Spoiler

Edited by Juro, 25 February 2015 - 02:16 PM.

[Darkoda]

Spoiler

 

Name: Lune Astoria, Princess of the Dusk and stabbing implements.
Race: Vampire/Knife Nut
Age: 12
Sex:Depends how do you feel about knifeplay? Female
 
Backstory: Lune’s past is fairly simple and not at all complex given her family relations. Born well into the century of peace that the world has been enjoying, she was spared both the horror of the Crimson Century and most of the aftermath that came when relations were utterly frayed and war might reignite on a whim. She was raised as befitted a noble; she learned about the main players in the Red Court, the tangled havoc that was the potential line of succession – apparently she was next in line if someone managed kill both the Queen and about sixteen other people. Most found it a remote enough possibility to leave her out of the cutthroat business of high level court life and she appreciated it.; getting doted on for being the cute little princess and not having to dodge knives to the back? Best of both worlds. Especially since it made it easier for to go playing with real knives.

 

Instead, she turned her attention to the things that her elder siblings found themselves unable to really enjoy for the most part; the city of Memorium itself. She loved exploring under the cover of darkness, finding both the prolific humans and wild lycans to be far more interesting than something to be disgusted by. Of course walking about on one’s own wasn’t the safest thing but that was what her shadows were for, and while she had no particular ill will for other races, that didn’t mean that she’d pass up a free meal when it threw itself at her. What, did people expect her to charm people just because she was small? That was for the too dainty to get dirty ones, she preferred more direct methods. Ones that involved pointy objects. Hey, she did say that she had nothing against other races and she did mean it. It's just that, well she had needs, needs that needed to be satisfied with a lot of stabbing and piercing and other things that would get her in trouble if she did it to a fellow vampire. No one cared about what she did to anyone else though and in fact praised her for it! Go encouragement!
 
Stats 61
Strength – 15
Agility – 11 [30]
Endurance – 15
Dexterity – 11 [30]
Willpower – 9
 
Skills
Cloak of the Dusk [75] – The namesake that got her that fun title (besides actually being a princess) Lune can create a dark mass from her body that she can freely control and shape (it’s technically part of her body after all). As of right now, she has enough control to form things from solid barriers to making a massive swarm of darkness, mainly in the form of a bunch of shadow tendrils. Note that said darkness is far, far tougher than it appears to be. Lune's transformation boosts her AGI and DEX by 25% of her skill.
 
Inventory: A lot of pointy daggers and a sword because stabbing is awesome and guns are for bitches.

Edited by Darkoda, 20 February 2015 - 08:31 PM.

[Diabolical Rhapsody]

Spoiler

 

Name: Bajrang Markandey

Age: 54

Race: Lycan

Sex: Male

 

Backstory: From the Eastern fringes of the world comes perhaps the last survivor of his kind. Born in the forests of Kishkindha in the Eastern subcontinent. His race of strong but vain Lycans were completely subjugated and slowly annihilated by the Humans who fought for territory. Born of inferior physical ability it was their quality to survive like cockroaches that won them the long drawn war during the Crimson Century.

 

The Era saw the defeat of even the Vampires or Pishachas as they were known in his native land. While they fared better than his tribe they still got wiped out by the sheer numbers that Human managed. His tribe had reduced greatly in numbers and forced into the very remote mountains near the sea cooped up in a small hamlet. They changed in their ways with the fire of fight snuffed out of them. Their last advantage surrendered, when the Humans mounted the last expeditionary attack on his home, he fought and managed to break past their lines, others though weren't that lucky. 

 

He changed forms and journeyed west to the fabled lands where he heard a truce had been called, however fickle it maybe he thought it was risking a voyage for. Thus he arrived in Memorium, eager to sample it for himself.

 

Stats
Strength – 25
Agility – 5
Endurance – 15
Dexterity – 15
Willpower – 10
 

Skills
True Form (Shapeshifting) [30] - Bajrang transforms into a mighty Weregorilla! This form gives Bajrang +15 to his Strength while active.
The Wind God's blessing (Overdrive) [10] - His fur turns white and a slight overdraft flows from inside his body, deflecting away any incoming hits.

 

Inventory: A large stone boulder fashioned as a mace, a satchel full of cannabis and hashish, a chillum.

Spoiler

 

Transformed appearance:

 

 

 

 

 

Edited by Diabolical Rhapsody, 17 January 2015 - 07:59 PM.

[Axe Of Khorne]

Spoiler

Name: Sir Logan Blackmane
Race: Lycan
Age: 88
Sex: Male

Backstory: A gentleman of high society; Sir Logan Blackmane was not born or raised into his current position, but was given the mantle as a last resort.

 

Decades ago, Logan was once a servant under the Baroness, Lelith Bloodrose. A greedy, arrogant woman, used to having everything her own way without doing any of the dirty work. Lelith lived in her own pretty corner of Memorium with impunity, and had little care for the happenings outside of her boarders. This made her unpopular amongst the upper echelons of society as a result. Overstepping her boundaries little by little, ignoring the empty warnings of cold-blooded bureaucrats, the threat to her own person started to escalate. Rather than put herself in harm's way, she needed a bodyguard who could take all the bullets and pain directed at her dear self. Chosen as a result of his raw physical prowess, Logan became Baroness Bloodrose's decorated "Champion". Her personal second that would represent Lelith when it came to matters of the court, or more likely, outside of court...

 

The Lycan had fought on behalf of his mistress, be it duels or assassination attempts, Logan overcame those that would see Lelith struck down. However, it was her own overconfidence that brought her low. Though Logan had thwarted numerous attempts upon her life before, it seemed he was too slow to stop the one in her own home. After dealing with the murderer, Logan escorted the fading Lelith as instructed to her quarters. She knew full well that, upon her death and without an heir, one of the Vampire nobles would find, and take away all of her assets. Rather than let one of those aristocratic bastards get a scent of her riches, she instead resorted to courtly tactics to give it all to Logan. Her final will, sealed in her own drying blood, would make Logan Blackmane the new Lord of the Bloodrose household.

 

Lelith imparted not an order, but a dying wish to Logan. Survive, and kill the bastards that were responsible for her demise.      

 

Stats
Strength – 10
Agility – 6
Endurance – 35
Dexterity – 6
Willpower – 13
 

Skills
True Form (Shapeshifting) [30] - Logan transforms into a mighty Werebear! This form gives Logan +15 to his Endurance while active.
Bearsark (Overdrive) [10] - Logan gives in fully to his animal instincts; causing him to exchange points in Endurance to receive double that value in Strength upon activation. The amount of points put into this ability is the maximum amount of Endurance he can exchange.

 

Inventory: A true gentleman does not sully himself by carrying weaponry! However, it is always handy to carry a packet of matches, and some choice Cigars...

Edited by Axe Of Khorne, 25 January 2015 - 01:31 AM.

[Liar]

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Name: Father Lasairian

Race: Human

Age: Twenty-Nine

Sex: Male

 

Backstory:

It took only a span of three minutes for a vampire to suck his parents’ dry from blood in front of him. She needed sustenance to recharge her strength before she reengaged the lycanthrope she was fighting, the latter having caused massive collateral damage that killed the children he invited to his birthday party. When the Crusaders found him among the wreckage of his childhood home, he was covered in the blood of his friends and family, and his eyes were bloodshot from replaying the memory over and over again.

 

On his eighth birthday, Lasairian became an orphan.

 

He was admitted into an orphanage ran by the Church and the savage psychological wounds embedded in him slowly healed through the combination of friendship he had with his fellow orphans and the wise guidance of the kindly, old priest that took care of them all. Lasairian learned that the grace of God was always within people—humans—and should be cherished. He concluded then that vampires and lycans were an existence not ordained by God. They deserved to be smote.

 

As he entered adulthood, he joined the Church to repay back the care they gave him in his hour of need. He became ordained into the priesthood and was known by many clergymen and children as the kindly Father Lasairian. What many didn’t know was that he also spent time as part of the Crusaders and was infamous for his… zealotry.

 

Stats

Strength: 8

Agility: 8

Endurance: 8

Dexterity: 8

Willpower: 8

 

Skills

Holy Arts - Unrelenting Zeal [65]: Lasairian’s entire being burns with holy flames, his maddened fervor used as both a shield and weapon. It heals him at a constant rate, and it can even harm those miserable creatures of the night with its fire.

 

Inventory

Collapsible Baton – Fervor: This is Lasairian’s personal weapon of choice. It’s a powerful striking weapon with unique properties. The weapon’s metals are mostly smelted from silver crosses, and Lasairian routinely blesses it and dips it into holy water. It's more of a symbolic gesture than anything else.

Edited by Liar, 19 February 2015 - 02:45 AM.

[Jod]

DR. VEGA STEAMFUNK

Dont forget it

 

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Name: Dr. Vega Steamfunk  

Race: Human

Age: 30

Sex: He

 

Backstory:

 

Dr.Vega Steamfunk, chemist extraordinaire. He’s the real deal, always diving neck deep into the world of chemistry. More often than not diving away from yet another explosion. He used to be involved in many grand experiments in his day. That is before the fumes finally got to him.

 

Other than permanently bleaching his hair white, they kind of messed up with his brain chemistry. Although his work still continues, perhaps at an even more astonishing rate than usual. People wouldn’t know about it, mainly cause most people dont get head from foot of what he’s talking about, especially when he’s talking chemistry. You could ask him about his history, but its not clear how much of his past he really remembers or is even sure about.

 

Now Dr.Vega is a blood alchemist that  likes to approach the field it old style. Essentially turning something into something else, much to his eternal frustration he hasn't managed to actually perform it. The Guild of course keeps a very close eye on him, after all he is in some ways a golden goose, only if the goose would give them a normal gold egg instead of one with a timer.

 

Stats  

Strength – 9

Agility – 10

Endurance – 9

Dexterity – 12

Willpower – 10

 

Skills

Cauldron[70 | BA] - you have normal chemical reactions, and then you have mine. Boosts the magnitude of a chemical reaction, as long as ones blood is used as a catalyst...

Vector Funk[15 | UA] -  Allows user to use telekinesis in the form invisible hands, the range and number and strength depend on skill level and willpower.

Inventory:

A repeating crossbow, modified to use vials as well as bolts...

A large collection vials filled an assortment of chemicals mixed with a dab of blood 

Edited by I AM HE, 24 February 2015 - 06:57 PM.

[ANIMA]

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Name: Voivoda
Race: Vampire
Age: Unknown
Sex: Right now female, but she can switch it at will
 
Backstory: Voivoda is a vampire of the old blood. A really old blood. She (or he, the gender was never constant) has been around in the vampire society for so long, she has forgotten more than centuries than many vampires have lived. She doesn’t even remember her real name but uses her title - Warlord. And that is exactly what Voivoda is. War is what she did best, and during the Crimson Century she used her power of shaping to bring utter horror and carnage to humans and lycanthropes, earning her immense infamy among those races. Among vampires, her deeds benefited her reputation and increased her good standing at the court, but also earned her enemies among her kin. When the madness of the Century has reached it heights Voivoda was betrayed and nearly destroyed. She managed to survive but her injuries were so severe that upon reaching a safe haven she fell into a long torpor.

Voivoda awoke from her slumber only a short while ago, with many questions. Who betrayed her? How did they manage to come so close to killing her, HER, a being nearly as old as the vampire race itself? The memories are filled with dark holes brought on by the traumas she experienced and by the nightmares filled sleep. To find the answers Voivoda re-connected with other vampires. Thankfully, vampires don’t forget easily, and Voivoda’s past deeds put her again at the height of the Memorium’s vampire society. Alas, besides the ills of the past, there are problems in the present. Other vampires had decades to adjust to the new order of things, but for Voivode, who went from the greatest carnage to a total peace in, from her perspective, one day, the change is too great, and she often forgets that killing humans and lycans isn’t tolerable anymore. Also, the damage she took has weakened her greatly and her abilities right now are a far cry from her true power.    
 
Stats 
Strength – 14
Agility – 14
Endurance – 16
Dexterity – 14
Willpower – 14 
 
Skills

Transformation: Mastery Over Mortal Shell (65) - Voivoda can shape her flesh and bones at will, resulting in often horrifying forms. She can alter her body to look and sound like anyone she has detailed. It also allows her to move points from one stat to another, will excluded. This amount is equal to one tenth of the points in Nightmare Visage rounded up.

Terror's Grasp - Long, fleshy tentacles potentially covered in thorns can form out of Voivoda's back or chest. She can create one for every 25 points in Nightmare Visage

Sanguine Form - Voivoda dissolves into a mobile pool of blood. This blood can’t be absorbed by anything, and if another vampire drinks it he will throw it up soon afterwards (or risk having Voivoda burst out from inside him). In this form Voivoda can only be harmed by fire, holy energy and blood alchemy, and she can also be influenced by vampiric Domination. While in the form of the blood pool Voivoda can move across surfaces against the laws of gravity.

 

Inventory: A set of super fancy (and super expensive) clothes. A walking cane.  

Edited by ANIMA, 11 February 2015 - 02:14 PM.

[Kind of a Manly Man-chan]

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Appearance

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Length : 164 Centimeters / 5 feet and 4 inches
Weight : 55 Kilograms / 121 Pounds

 
Name: Zephyraea of Astor
Race: Vampire
Age: 228
Sex: female

Back story:

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Zephyraea was born as the first daughter in the line of Astraeus, Second Duke of Astor and son of the highly decorated and praised Duke Aeolos of Astor. The Family of Astor was at the time a powerful and influential house leading a duchy and a Knight's Guild counting numerous Elite warriors, founded by Aeolos Astor in order to fulfill his ambition of seeing the race flourish to new heights. A House in unwavering service to the Court and the one guild every warrior with a sense of self-worth seeked to become a part of. The environment of society at the time was one that thrived on the belief that the individual exists to serve the greater collective of the race and that the greater collective was the all and the end and there existed nothing outside of it. The purpose of the individual was to hone oneself through whatever means the ruling class saw fit, so that the race as a whole could use the combined effort of the individual as a tool with which to cement it's path towards a greater future. For Zephyraea this belief proved to be a hurdle she could not overcome. Unlike the family she was born into , a family gifted with an intimidating heritage of strong individuals with decorated service records and achievments, she was weak and without talent. She also found herself to be in conflict with the beliefs of the vampire being superior to all else and therefore entitled to rule over all.

Her father who had raised some of greatest warriors of middle eastern europe had tasked his sons with the job of honing the talent they were sure Zephyraea must have had. She was an Astor and an Astor was destined to be strong. However it soon became clear that she wasn't. While she had managed to endure the training throughout the years she had failed to grow strong, unlike her brothers who had achieved greatness through their strength. Having affirmed that Zephyraea was indeed a failure of genetic potential and thus a shame to the family, her father decided to stop wasting resources on her that could be more effectively used elsewhere. Unable to meet the lowest qualifications required to be called an Astor she was disowned by her father and cast out. If it were not for her brothers Notus and Eurus she would have been homeless. Instead they took Zephyraea under their care and gave her a place in Eurus his House. Since then she no longer existed in the eyes of her father.

For years she lived in solitude and depression. Her only connection to the outside world being her brother Eurus, Marquess of a mark bordering his father's Duchy. Eurus shared none of the absolutist views his family strongly believed in and instead just wanted to spend his days in peace and simplicity. He used to claim that the mentality that had plagued his family and the whole of vampiric society was one detrimental in nature and would sooner or later bring to fruition violent consequences. Eurus was gifted with a strong physique, a bright mind and quick thinking and a powerfull transformation that had gotten him much renown among his kin. Society looked up to him, adored and praised him for his talents in which he himself didn't see any value because they didn't help him enjoy a simple life. He would much rather see his sister smile and enjoy that which she did have instead of seeing her in a constant state of misery, damning herself for what she failed to become. Years slowly passed and nothing changed despite Eurus his efforts to help his sister see the bright side of life. That was until the war started and chaos slowly engulfed the once civilized world.
 
The region fell to a Lycan siege only several months into the war and only a small portion of the folk had managed to survive the massacre caused by the Lycan rage. The high death count was Eurus his fault. He only cared for the well being of his sister and had neglected his duties as the Marquess of the region and had instead elected to save his sister. Branded as a coward, a deserter and a traitor, all acts punishable with death, he forsake everything he had for the hope of seeing his sister's smile again. The two found refuge in the cold climate of the Siberian Tundra east of the White Court where they found a small lycan tribe that had been left unaffected by the many centuries of growing conflict between the races. They lived with this tribe for the duration of most of the Crimson Century and spent their days in simplicity and modesty. The war seemed to not reach the tribe due to it's isolation from the outside world.

Years passed and Eurus and Zephyraea became fully intergrated members of the Lycan tribe. Zephyraea despite her fearful and insecure nature managed to slowly brighten up after decades of depression and self doubt thanks to the love of her brother and the Lycans. Not long after they had settled the two fell in love with each other and wed according to Lycan tribal tradition shortly after. After many years she birthed a son, Aric was his name. This was only years before the Crimson Century came to an end. Their happiness however did not last long. A small army of vampires under the banner of Astor and lead by the most wicked and strongest of their brothers Boreas, had ventured deep into the cold lands in an attempt to once and for all cleanse the lands of the Lycan plague of rebellion as they were tracking down the remains of a defeated Lycan army. Eurus and the tribe gave their all to fight them off but the vampires were simply too battle hardened for them to deal with. The lycans were easily defeated and subjected into slavery. Eurus proved to be too strong to defeat by anyone but his own brother. Boreas enacted his view of justice on Eurus the Betrayer and executed him. The lycans were taken prisoner in order to be sold off as slaves or whatever other purpose they could serve. Zephyraea was left behind wounded and on the brink of death among the corpses of the lycan that had so kindly taken her in. Her was son taken by Boreas whom had taken an interest in his cousin.

As death's claws had sunk deep into her flesh and bone to drag her down into the realm of non-existence her vampiric transformation was triggered for the first time by her desire to live and her fear of death. Her wounds dissapeared and the threat of imminent death dissipated. Being the only one left behind within the wasteland of the Tundra she started wandering eastwards. The further away from the world of the vampires she hated the better, she thought. For decades she dwelled the cold lands spanning from the Bering sea to the Ural mountains by herself avoiding contact with anything remotely civilized because she feared humans, vampires and Lycan alike. She fed herself with the animals she'd find hunting, on extremely rare occasions she would venture closer to unsuspecting and lone human travellers given the prospect of feasting on some quality blood that didnt make her feel nauseous for once. During the first couple of encounters she couldn't bring herself to take someone's blood because of her moral code but as the decades flew by and the craving for human blood became stronger the moral implications seemed to become less important.
 
She killed her first human and enjoyed the blood to such an extreme degree that she had become disgusted with herself, it remembered her about what she was. She had always hated the indulgence in pleasure and selfishness that was seemingly inherent to the vampiric nature. Murdering in order to Indulge in that pleasure made her hate herself, she wanted to be anything but a vampire and the act of killing someone for human blood reminded her all too well of the fact that she was exactly that. She swore to never again kill for pleasure, It would be a hard thing to do but she believed it to be possible. She gave her victim a propper burial and kept the necklace she had found as a memento to remember her of what she had done. But without a purpose in Life abstinence becomes a difficult thing to hold true to. It was for this reason that she mustered up the courage to leave her realm of comformity and find her son in order to retain a purpose. She had to see him just once more. she missed receiving and giving love. The first place she went back to was the old family residence back in her hometown , she was prepared to face the consquences of war and even her family. The war was over. The city had been reduced to ruin and her family was nowhere to be found. A small group of vampires of old whom had settled in the remains of the town in an attempt to rebuild it told her about the demise of the Crimson Century and of most that had happened since then. The war had been over for nearly a century. The three races had put an end to their fighting and had made a compromised attempt at peace in the united city of Memorium. They told her the remaining members of Astor had moved there to support the race. And so she set out for Memorium.
 
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The House of Astor 

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Main Family of Astor
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Grandfather:  Aeolos, 1st Duke of Astor and founder of the Knight's Guild of Astor , deceased, 
Father:  Astraeus, 2nd Duke of Astor and Head of the Astor Family.
Mother: Eozshka Dvořáka, Duchess of Astor , deceased
1st son: Boreas, Lord and Knight -
2nd son: Eurus, The shame of Astor, deceased
3rd son:  Notus, Lord and 3rd Duke of Astor. 
4th child and 1st daughter:  Zephyraea, The unspoken of Astor
Son of Eurus and Zephyraea: Aric 
Son of Notus: Kaikias

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The House of Astor
The House of Astor is a noble line of Vampires finding it's origin in the ancient vampire Aeolos. Aeolos was a high ranked officer in service to the Red Court, known for his outstanding ability and loyalty. As a token of gratitude for his many centuries of service he was given a place among the nobility and appointed rule over a Duchy bordering the kingdom of the White Court. Here he created with his newly acquired wealth and position a Knight's Guild in the name of Astor, which was the name given to his family by the Queen. His rule was however cut short as he and his wife both found death upon the battlefield only a few decades after. Rule over the Duchy was given to his son Astraeus, a young and promising vampire with great ambitions in his service to the Court.[/size]
 
Astraeus ruled over his Duchy with great success for well over three centuries. Together with the help of his three sons he saw his Duchy flourish and become a military force to be reckoned with. Boreas, his oldest son who is only 19 years younger than his father, became a famed knight known for his strength, ability and his impulsive nature. Had however little interest in his Noble status. Eurus, his second son born 53 years after Boreas, was awarded rule over a mark bordering the Duchy, the court recognized his potential and saw it fit to give him a position of relative power. Notus, his youngest son born 22 years after Eurus, functioned as the second in command of the Duchy.
 
Astraeus however lost rule over the Duchy during the Crimsons Century after his son Eurus abandoned his assigned region and deserted with his sister Zephyraea. Most of the Duchy fell into enemy hands as a result of his actions, only a couple small regions remained in the hands of the Duke. The court Held Astraeus responsible for his son's betrayal and the losses that had been suffered. At first Astraeus was to be executed for his failure, but his son Notus, who held considerable influence and good-will with the Red court managed to lessen the punishment. Instead Astraeus was stripped of his title and function of duke, which made Notus Duke over the Remaining Duchy. Astraeus remained as the leader of the Knight's guild of Astor. 
 
The Knight's guild however suffered a great loss in reputation as per direct consequence. It was still considered a strong and influential guild but people were a lot less keen on assigning the guild particular tasks or on seeking to become part of it. As a result the Guild of Astor thinned out during the war up until the point where only a small portion of it's members remained, Namely Astraeus, Boreas, Notus and his son Kaikias and some lower members of the Astor Family. Ater the War ended Astraeus was restored in his title as Duke in exchange for his service. But the respective Duchy that had been theirs had turned into an uninhabitable wasteland. Instead of electing to restore the Duchy It was decided for the Astor Family to join the Red Court in Memorium and to serve directly under the Queen. Notus and Astraeus both retained their respective titles of second and third Duke of Astor in honor of their services for the Red Court. The guild was disbanded and the House dedicated itself to its service to the court. Boreas grew tired of the lacks policy towards both humans and lycan alike and left to spend his days with the White Court a few years after the Great war had ended. The House is again highly regarded within vampiric society.

 

 
Stats : 60
Strength - 7
Agility – 13
Endurance – 10[40]
Dexterity – 20[35]
Willpower – 10

Skills : 60
Transformation - The Blob! [60]
Base - Zephyraea can become gelatinous at will. Many wounds will simply reform.
2  - Zephyraea gains a bonus to Endurance (0.5x Skill) and Dexterity (0.25x Skill).

Inventory:
- Throwing Knive x7
- Dagger x2
- Equipment as show in secondary appearance Picture excluding the weapons shown said picture.
- Victim's Necklace.
- Qiang

Edited by Kawaii~ Dragon girl, 11 March 2015 - 11:31 PM.