Fantasy Bad guys are the good guys here! (Characters)

[Soul of Cinder]

Appearance (Description or picture is fine!):
Name:
Age:
Race (No undead):
Gender:
Sexuality:
Class:
Occupation (Thief, Assassin, Pirate etc.):
Skills (In whatever forms and for both combat and non-combat skills. PS. We need good cooks!):
Personality:
Bio:
Others:
What did you eat for breakfast?:
Do you play sports?:
Is your sister single?:

Here's the CS, feel free to add anything more if you like. The only limit is yourself!
(Ignore the last three questions...)

Regarding races, demons and angels are immortal entities that reside solely within their own realms. Meaning to say they do not care about mortal affairs and are unable to visit the mortal realm even if they care. For undead.. well.. our friendly typical necromancer who has a quest for world domination has controlled them all.​

 

[Ki-Mono]

Age: 27
Race: Human
Class: Warrior
Occupation: Pirate (which you could argue is a thief and assassin)
Skills: Average sword skills that are always getting better, an above average intelligence for a pirate because of classes her family made her take, an intense knowledge of the sea and various business dealings.
Personality: Head-strong, Blunt, Homewrecker, with a flirty side. More intelligent that she lets on. Organised thinker.
Bio: Raised by the sea, Jane was the daughter of a wealthy noble family who owned many ships that transported goods from kingdom to kingdom. Because her family was always so busy, Jane turned to crime for attention. Alas it seemed to do the opposite as she wanted, for they started to pretend they did not know who she was when the knights of the King finally caught up to her. Making a grand escape with some friends she made in the dungeons, Jane and her unlikely crew stole a ship from her fathers harbor and took off into the unknown. Her new goal became to sabotage her families work by pillaging and sinking as many of her father's ships as possible. Of course crime is a slippery slop, and soon enough she started taking down any ship she came across.
Others: (I'll add some if I think of any)
What did you eat for breakfast?: Some barely porridge I' stole off a sunken ship with a side o' rum.
Do you play sports?: Me' father did not approve, but I' secretly watch the bastard king's shiny men sword fight.
Is your sister single?: I' would not know, but I' may be​

 

[explosiveKitten]

Spoiler: Detailed Appearance

This girl is the perfect mix of her parents, if she knew them.
She got her father’s coppery skin tone and thick black hair, while she picked up her mother’s pointed ears and green eyes.
She keeps her hair pulled back into a ponytail, with the front bangs left loose out of said ponytail, and she also leaves a little piece of her hair to hang beside her face. This piece of hair is a bit of dwarven culture that leaked into her through her adoptive mothers. It’s essentially a little brass rod slipped over the hair and kept in place with a really complex hair knot.
Typically she isn’t dressed extravagantly. Leather armor over a muted green tunic, a dull tan cloak, no shoes, and a bag to carry all her goods. Aside from that, she has a red bandanna that she keeps tied loosely around her neck so she can pull it over her nose when doing her thieving. Thus hiding most of her face.

Name:
Bridget
Age:
23 years old
Race:
Half-Elf
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
“Wouldn’t you like to know?”
Class:
“class...ey. Haha!”
Rogue
Occupation:
Thief!
Skills:
~Parkour
~Deception
~Evading the authorities
~General rogue stuff
~Dancing
~Knife Throwing
Personality:
I love one (1) half-elf rogue with a sassy disposition.
You come at her with sass she will return it sevenfold. You tell her to go fuck herself, she will ask if you’d like to watch and call you a kinky bitch as she walks away.
The whole cheery, sassy attitude is just a cover-up for her real problem- no, not the wanderlust, not even the kleptomania. No, her real problem is

Bio:
About twenty three years ago, a human man met an elf woman in a merchant city.
This man and the elf woman had a brief love affair, but the elven woman’s family didn’t not approve of the two, so they took their daughter and left. They were only passing through anyway, after they were done doing their usual trading. Little did they know, the elf was left with a child to remember her lover.
However, it was doomed from the start, for as soon as that child was born, the elves began plotting and searching for the nearest opportunity to ditch the halfbreed mutt. And they succeeded, leaving the child on the side of the road while the elven mother was sleeping.
The story could have ended there, but Lady Luck shined upon this child, and she was picked up by a dwarf woman named Lenora Ironclash.
Lenora brought the child to her lover, another dwarf woman named Belisse. The two women, unable to have their own children naturally, decided to raise the babe as their own. That was when the child became Bridget.
She was two months old when she was found, and was trained by Lenora and Belisse to do what they did best- Cons. The two were a part of a massive conman/woman caravan, full of covered wagons filled to the brim with goods, both legitimately and illegitimately obtained. Bridget spent her first twenty years living in those covered wagons with her adopted mothers, learning the thief trade and sharpening her skills.
But of course, every baby bird must fly the nest at some point. Sometime while the caravan was traveling through this kingdom, Bridget decided it was time to go, and though it was a tearful goodbye, Lenora and Belisse let her to go. She had that look of wanderlust in her eyes for ages, and it was about time to go. So off she went, with her pet squirrel Rocky as her sole companion.
Others:

Spoiler: Weaponry

Curved short sword
This curved short sword is actually probably the cheapest weapon she has. It’s made of iron, the handle and pommel are made of ivory, and it’s just honestly a last resort. She keeps it sharp though, and at her hip at all times.
Hidden Blade
With a guard made of leather and a fancy spring mechanism, this foot long blade can be kept concealed until the trigger is activated, at which point the blade springs out and can be used as a weapon. She tends to pair this with her short sword for dual wielding action. She shored out a lot of totally legitimately obtained money to commission a smith to make this thing.
Throwing knives
Her main squeeze, Bridget is a master of throwing knives. Can hit a bullseye from thirty feet away. Get out of range when she starts throwing.

Spoiler: Questions

What did you eat for breakfast?:
“Jerky! ... what kind of jerky? ... You know, I’m not sure... hopefully it isn’t people, hehe!”
(It’s not, don’t worry)
Do you play sports?:
“Does knife throwing count?”
Is your sister single?:
“I dunno if I have a sister...” *looks behind her at the cat* “HEY! CAT!”
“... what?!”
“DO I HAVE A SISTER?!”
“.... no!”
*turns back to you* “Yes, my sister is single. Too bad she doesn't exist.”

 

[Derpy Dev]

Appearance:

Spoiler

Technically WoW fanart but whatever.
6'2" and rather muscular. While this is an unusual height for a human girl, this is actually rather short by Medora standards.

Name:
Her real name is Cherry.
What she calls herself is Cherrvilon the Bloodthirsty, Crusher of Mortals, and Dominator of Souls.
She's one of those characters.
Age:
22
Race:
She is an unusual race known as a False Demon.
False Demons, though they call themselves Medora, were an isolated island people that were assimilated into the main kingdom. Many False Demons live in slums and understreets, still isolated from the rest of society.
As far as details about how they look go, they have horns, blue skin, eyes that glow in the dark, short tails, and cloven hooves.
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
Bi
Class:
She'd call herself a shadow knight, but in reality, she's just a fighter.
Occupation:
Mercenary for hire.
Skills:
She's really good at intimidation, but garbage at normal freaking conversations.
She has her own one handed martial art for swords that she uses, a blend between unarmed combat and swordsmanship. So she's fairly good at brawling and stabbing.
She's great at using her armor to avoid the damage of attacks. She knows the limits of what her armor can take and how to position herself to minimize damage.
While she's not the best at it, she is good at throwing javelins.
While she would never admit it, she likes sewing and cooking.
Personality:
As you have probably guessed, Cherry is a woman who thrives on how people think about her. She is very bombastic and loud, and constantly is trying to make herself look more edgy, choosing to swear an excessive amount and flaunt her skills. In her center though, she's very insecure and lonely, and doesn't know how to connect with other people. Additionally, she hides the things that she is really interested in, not letting anyone know that she likes a lot of more girly things.
As far as good traits go however, she is very loyal and doesn't give up easy. She's quick thinking and brave in the face of danger. And if someone were to get really close to her, they'd find a loyal friend who would never give up.
On a final note, she seems to practice the most creative and unusual insults imaginable.
Bio:
Like many other False Demons, Cherry never knew her family. She grew up in an orphanage, and all she knew about them was that they were miners and died in an accident. The orphanage she grew up in was a very strict and religious one, so naturally the False Demon didn't fit in. So from a very young age she was lonely and isolated from the rest. This bothered her for a time, being teased, bullied, bruised, and abused. But around her teenage years, a switch was flipped in her brain. She embraced it. She found a book on the martial art style of her people and practiced it as much as possible. She found herself in the position of the troublemaker. None of the nuns or teachers their liked her, but she didn't care. Not anymore.
And some say that on the day she left that place, on the day she went out into the world and learned more about the martial art from a teacher, her last action there was to give the headmistress the middle finger and say, "See ya later, goat fucker."
Others:
Her martial art style is called Kyat Mei. As stated above, it is a blend between swordsmanship and unarmed combat, using one hand for punching and the other for sword wielding. The combat style is best against multiple opponents.
Additionally, she is left handed, so she holds her sword in her left hand and keeps her right hand balled into a fist.

Spoiler: Her sword

A somewhat weighty single edged one handed blade. Good for deflecting attacks and has enough weight to bludgeon her opponents if she doesn't feel like stabbing them.

Additionally, she has a pack of javelins at her disposal.
Finally, because of her race she has some good nightvision, capable of seeing quite a ways ahead of her in the dark.
What did you eat for breakfast?:
"The souls of those who stood before me!
"...also some eggs."
Do you play sports?:
"Ha! The only sport I partake in is the thrill of the battlefield!
"...so, uh, no."
Is your sister single?:
"No, don't have one, way to rub it in you shit faced goblin."​

 

[Cyberchaun]

Spoiler: Appearance

Tharqa is a kobold, a small species of reptilian humanoid
he is but a mere 4'3
yoinked the image from this

Name;
Tharqa Varrok
Age;
13
(mature for kobolds)
Race:
Kobold
kobolds are a species of small reptilian humanoids
they possess many frightening features, such as a slightly venomous bite, long, sharp claws, and their cunning
kobolds tend to live in large subterranean communities
some clans ventured off into the great cities and became one of the largest nuisances
many took up a job in crime
They don't like gnomes, as they often occupy the same spaces and fight for the same resources
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
"Why do you want to know?"
Class:
Rogue
Occupation:
Pickpocket, but money talks and he's greedy
Skills ;

Spoiler: Physical Abilities

Claws;
good for burrowing, climbing, hand stabbing.
Tail;
good for swimming, bad for everything else.
Scales;
nice for camouflage in specifically green areas, and fairly good armor.
Fangs;
they have a little bit of venom if you piss him off.
Night-vision;
perfect for when it's dark.

Spoiler: Actual Skills

Sneaking
hard to find when you're about the size of a dog
Pickpocketing
giving some nobles the ol' halfling handshake
Poison brewing
sometimes treachery is fun
it's always fun

Personality:
Tharqa is a small and sly kobold, plotting and taking his time with everything he does. He waits for the right moment to strike, biding his time.
Due to his nature, Tharqa is a greedy one, and would often do anything for enough coin.
In terms of internal personality, Tharqa is quite a fun little guy
He values a good conversation and emotional connection
In a fight, if there's an emotional connection, he is fiercely loyal, fighting tooth and nail
Bio:
Tharqa was a member of a clan that had ventured out into the capitals. His clan, Verrak, had settled into Auria. His family had been picking up the scraps of what was left over from the other races. Poverty was nothing out of the ordinary for kobolds, but Tharqa wanted something else. Aside from poverty, greed was not uncommon for kobolds. Tharqa was very greedy. Stealing was no problem, his short stature made sure of that. Preforming the halfling handshake on a few nobles made some valuable coin, but the Tharqa went into other work. Assassination. After taking up assassination, Tharqa took up the art of poison brewing, He would put a few drops of poison onto various items, such as drinks, foods, and even sometimes, weapons. He acquired a unique split-blade dagger after one of his earlier kills, and has kept it ever since. Recently, he's come across an asking for crooks, mercenaries, pirates, and the like. And it came with a valuable pay.
Others:

Spoiler: His possessions

Split Blade Dagger;
a normal dagger, but it's got a split down the middle to catch swords
Dagger
just a normal dagger
Mortar and Pestle;
used to concoct poisons and toxins
Jars of assorted sizes;
used to store said poisons and toxins

What did you eat for breakfast?:
"Oh may I say, I had quite the meal. I had boiled rhinoceros beetle with a side of grubs seasoned with chili powder, along side it a cup of cockroach milk."
Do you play sports?:
"If you count putting laxatives into the goblets of noblemen, then yes."
Is your sister single?:
"I would say so, by the fact that I lack a sister, or, maybe I do, haven't seen the family lately."

​

 

[Raz]

Appearance

Zevon's arms, chest, and back are covered in various magical symbols and runes

Name
Zevon Augusta

Age
28

Race
Human

Gender
Male

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Class
Warlock

Occupation
Scholar

Skills
Various magical spells
Basic first aid
"Don't expect me to sew a fuckin' arm back on."
He's no warrior, but he does know his way around a sword

Personality
Zevon prefers to stay drunk constantly because, in his words, "The voices in my head don't talk if I'm fuckin' shit faced." He doesn't seem to treat anything seriously and there isn't any line that he wont cross.

Bio
Zevon was born into a family of merchants and lived a pretty average childhood. Around the age of 10, Zevon acquired an interest in magic, and spent his meager allowance on any and every magic scroll, tome, and grimoire he could find. At the age of 16, a robbery gone wrong left both of Zevon's parents dead. Feeling anguished and powerless, Zevon concluded that the magic he had learned up until that point was not nearly enough, as he was not powerful enough to save his parents. At that point he delved into the deep, dark scriptures and teachings of black magic, killing, stealing, and destroying anything in his pursuit for more power.

Others:
What did you eat for breakfast?
"Uh, some bread, and a lot of fuckin' ale. We got any more?"

Do you play sports?
"Drinking don't count, does it?"

Is your sister single?
"When the fuck did I get a sister?"​

 

[RoseAstasia]

Appearance:



Name: Samuel Barber (Razor)
Age: 28
Race: Caucasian, Asian, and 1/4th dragon
Gender: male
Sexuality: Will breed with whatever tf he wants. Including other species or even furniture if he's in the mood. He does prefer Females, but there are exceptions.
Class:
Occupation: Pirate
Skills: excellent chef, has an ability called Mind Metal (more about it in bio)
Personality:

Spoiler: Bio

Nickname: Razor Blade

Species: Human (technically)

Spoiler: Appearance

Height: 6'9"

Weight: 294lbs

Semi muscular body type.

Semi Light skinned, however somewhat tan.

Limbs made of a usually hyper dense, nearly unbreakable metal that he can control and shape-shift with his mind. He can create and destroy as much of it as he wants

Long-ish, spiked, dark gray hair.

Peircing yellow eyes.

Semi-long nose.

Teeth made out of sharpened metal, but they look almost like regular teeth

Wears a black scarf embedded with small chains on the edges, black metallic pants that he created with his mind abilities, spiked boots. Does not wear a shirt, so his metal dragon tattoo on his back is SUPER VISABLE

Abilities/powers:

Can control and shapeshift hyper dense nearly unbreakable metal with his mind. He can create and destroy as much of it as he wants

Blade resistant, bullet resistant, heat resistant, cold resistant and pretty much immune to physical damage due to his metal layer.

Has metal shape-shift abilities that he can use for both offence and defence. Examples: melee weapons, assault wepons, sharpened hand claws, chainsaws for arms, metal defense orb, shield

Skin is blade and bullet resistant to everything other than his own metal due to his metal layer.

Can make anyone armor and clothing out of his metal if he wants to, but can easily take it away

Flaws/weakness:

Hates screeching noises due to the possibility of losing focus and having some of his metal melt briefly, however this rarley happens due the mental training that he has done since he obtained his ability from the dragon.

Very dense Romantically, so if a character gains feelings for him, they may have to shout them to his face for him to notice. Strangely enough, he is actually very romantic by accident. However, when he is actually in a relationship, he is romantic af.

Can not stand electricity.

Backstory:

Spoiler: The full depth

Spoiler: Vague Childhood

Samuel Barber was born on to a ship with a loving mother and an abusive father (Martin Barber). He had multiple siblings (Thomas, Joan, Ranger, and Skylar). He spent a majority of his time practicing with a sword in order to keep his mind off the subject of his terrible family.

Spoiler: Lost leg not forgotten

When Samuel was 15, they came across what seemed to be a few stranded people on a small island. Wanting to be a Good Samaritan for once instead of the normal terrible acts that the family did, Samuel insisted that his family help them. Those people turned out to be Sirens, and they wound up eating his limb while he was alive. He still has nightmares of this, even now.

Spoiler: Phoenix

At one point in his life when he was a child, Samuel’s family encountered a Phoenix that was carrying an egg while on the ship. That egg was much bigger than the Phoenix itself. After it was scared off by the crew members, it left the egg behind. The egg eventually hatched a few years later. It contained a person who was half human/half Phoenix. They grew up together, slowly falling in love as they got older, and when he turned 16, they made love. She layed an egg of her own soon after. At this point, he insisted that they get married.

Spoiler: Loss of the first arm and more

At the age of 19, some weird time thing happens where an arrow from the future shoots his half-Phoenix love through the heart and she dies. Due to being a half Phoenix, she gets the firey explosion, but not the rebirth (she never actually died, but Samuel thought she did. She actually broke their egg and reverted into one.), Samuel tried to get to her as fast as he could before she died, but he didn’t even hear her last words. He did get close, but only close enough to lose his arm in the explosion.

Spoiler: Family struggles

Samuel’s Family was already treating him terribly as it was, and they didn’t cut him any slack after he lost his arm. Luckily, he is ambidextrous (doesn’t have a dominant hand) so it didn’t affect his life as much when it came to single hand tasks. However, when it came to Sword fighting, this hit him hard. By this point in his life, he was used to using dual swords, and he already had limited movement, so losing an arm really messed up his level of skill. His family started treating him even worse than usual, and because he lost the love of his life, he had nobody to talk to. Except for the Egg, that is. He took really good care of that egg, because it was the only companion he had, and it was the only thing that his love had really left behind that nobody would dare touch. He always kept it in a safe place so that nobody could harm it. His sister Skylar would talk to him occasionally, but she was the only one that would treat him with respect. Eventually his brother Ranger also learned to respect him after facing an injury of his own.

Spoiler: One-Armed Slasher

Two months after the incident, Samuel spent a majority of his time practicing with his sword, and because of this, other crews started to notice. he was known for missing a leg already, but now an arm was gone and he was becoming very skilled with the other. They started to call him The One-Armed Slasher. Many ships feared the crew he was a part of already, so not much changed because of it.

Spoiler: Cold

Samuel lost his other leg to frostbite (details may eventually surface)

Spoiler: Stranded

After losing his leg, Samuel was disowned by his father who didn’t wanna have to take care of him like the child he never wanted to begin with.
Samuel was left stranded on an island to starve. He was finally free of the ship, but he was soon met with another misfortune; a dragon (which was actually his grandfather, but he never learned this).
This dragon was very irritated by him and did not trust humans. Samuel eventually told just the wrong joke which enraged the dragon and led to his arm getting ripped off; but the dragon felt pity for the now limbless boy, so he decided to teach him how to use magic after sealing the wound with a burn.
When Samuel learned how to use it really quickly, the dragon figured out that there was something different about this boy (that they were related). In fear that he may get too powerful, the dragon told him to focus on creating one material, and one material alone. It was something that the dragon called “mind metal”.

Spoiler: Back to the old misery

After learning how to use his metal fairly well, Samuel decided it was time to leave the island. He needed to care for the egg after all. So he set out to find the old ship.
In his search for his ship, he made quite the name for himself, this name being “the metal man”, eventually he came across his family, who were surprised to see he was even alive. They suddenly developed an interest in him that wasn’t there before and abused his ability in many ways.

Spoiler: Razor

One night, Samuel got sick of all the things that his family was doing. His egg was getting ready to hatch soon and he didn’t want it to have this environment. So at midnight, he planned to leave in one of the smaller ships used for backup. He left the word Razor carved in the wall to tell his family that he was going to live his life on his own, away from the other Barbers. He chose to use this as his name in order to hide better (which he couldn’t tell was a bad idea at the time)

Lost right leg from sirens (15), left arm from a fire attempting to save his 1st love (19), left leg from from frost bite (22), right from being ripped off by the dragon who taught him to use his metal abilities (24). He learned all of his basic abilities using metal arms and legs during the first month that he needed them. All other abilities except the ones mentioned as new at the exact moment they are used were learned during experimentation over the last four years.

Family:

Spoiler: More details about the family members that are still around

The Barber family

Note:
Dragtonite: A solid metal alloy that Martin made to replicate Razor’s Mind metal after razor left. It is very durable and hard to create. It is very difficult to shape, sharpen, and melt after its initial hardening due to curing a few hours after. It is not magnetic, but does conduct electricity.

Note:
Each member of this family has heightened senses due to having Dragon blood run through them.

Name: Martin Barber (The Crimson Blade)
Male
Height: 7ft 4inch
Weight: 290 lbs
Age: 67
Hair: White from age (used to be black), has a goatee with a mustache
Eyes: yellow with a pupil sharpened at the bottom
Has tanish skin, a blunt chin, and piercing eyes. He always stands straight and usually has a small smile on his face. He gives a false pretense of a warm personality, but those who know of his legends only know fear when they look into his eyes.
He carries a tri-tipped sword that he made using iron extracted from the blood of his enemies embedded with a titanium rod and along its edge is sharpened Dragtonite. Anyone who is stabbed with this blade will have permanent damage if they do not die from blood loss.
Family: Father of the Barber Family. Father to Razor.

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Name: Thomas Barber (Death’s Blade)
Male
Height: 7ft 9inch
Weight: 300 lbs
Age: 49
Hair: blond
Eyes: yellow with a pupil sharpened at the bottom.
he has a sharp chin, semi tan skin, and a devious smile.
Weapon: A Scythe with a Dragtonite edge and a blade along the back of its staff.
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Name: Joan Barber (Lady Blade)
Female
Height: 6ft 8inch
Weight: 225 lbs
Age: 47
Hair: medium length blond
Eyes: blue with a pupil sharpened at the bottom and a thin layer of yellow outlining it.
Weapon: she uses a broadsword with her left hand. She refrains from using her other hand to fight, but she may use it to try to distract (usually through extreme flirtation) or steal from her opponent. She has soft pale skin and a smooth completion. She wears very little clothing that she may start to remove when fighting men in order to distract them.

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Name: Ranger Barber (The Jagged Blade)
Male
Height: 7ft
Weight: 270 lbs
Age: 44
Hair: long and red with stubble
Eyes: yellow with a pupil sharpened at the bottom
Weapon: He wears gauntlets that have been sharpened like claws
He had his dads jawline, but it’s all but gone. He uses a mask that takes up more than half of his face in order to cover up his disfigured jaw. He wears baggy clothes made from brown leather. He always wears a cowboy hat. He doesn’t speak very often due to his injury. Has tan skin.
He understands that what his family does is terrible and would choose not to be a part of it if he could. If anything, he would rather carve wood or make pottery; However, he is usually feared due to his stature alone.

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Name: Skylar Barber (Storm of Blades)
Female
Height: 6ft 4inch
Weight: 240 lbs
Age: 41
Hair: long brown
Eyes: green with a pupil sharpened at the bottom and a thin layer of yellow outlining it.
Weapon: many throwing knives made from Dragtonite that are placed on small holsters along her entire body. She is very precise with them and rarely misses her target. They are so sharp that if she throws them right, they will go through a man like butter.
She’s has tan skin and a serious face. She does have a form of modesty, but has short clothes in order to make more room for throwing knives. She actually respected Razor growing up due to getting some of the hate from their father. After Razor left, his aggression turned towards her.

Has a wife who died in a fiery explosion, he lost a limb trying to save her.
He has a daughter that he hasn't seen since before he joined the crew.
His relationship with his father (the notorious pirate captain known as the Crimson Blade) is not very good (nobody knows that he is his father).
He had a good relationship with his mother, but he has no idea where she is.

He has siblings: Thomas, Joan, Ranger, and Skylar. All of them excluding Skylar are older.

Spoiler: Additional Information

He thinks that creatures are cool despite past experiences and the way that other people think

Has a thin transparent layer of metal surrounding his entire body.

Can not create living things

Could be a hero or a villian during any moment, it depends on his mood.

His mood can change for no reason due to remembering random things. (He has PTSD from the different ways that he lost his limbs, but he pretends like he doesn't care)

This guy will eat pretty much anything when hungry. However, he does not try to make food out of his metal because it’s consumption will make one very ill. (His mind metal is poisonous when eaten, but he can make sure it is not in food when he is using it as a tool to cook)
When he is not very hungry, he can be a picky eater due to being an expert chef for most of his life.

He used to be a pirate captain
He also used to work under another pirate captain.

May just do something random for the lols.

Others:
What did you eat for breakfast?: “A fantastic Scrambled harpy egg with thinly shred cheese from a Minotaur, meat from a Saytr, and a creamy tomato purée to accompany it.”

Do you play sports?: “I could, but with my limbs, it wouldn’t really be fair for anyone else, would it?”

Is your sister single?: “Ugh... everyone always asks me this... Yes, she is... but I wouldn’t try if I were you, part of her fighting style involves distracting through flirtation.”

 

[D U H]

Name: Joy Vayag

Age: 25

Race: Elf

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Class: Healer/Buffer

Occupation: Pirate

Skills:
-Experienced in the medical field
-Can read a person's intentions (Reading people)
-Con artist
-Fencing
-Can see from miles away
-Stalking
-silver tongue
-Sharping wounds
-Starting fires

Personality: Joy is strong-willed, fierce and is very arrogant not taking no for an answer. Although she is very fair in everything she does she is very judgmental. In the first 30 seconds, she would have already decided what type of person you are. Joy is very brutal and witty when he wants to be yet she has a heart made of gold and at times it's hard for her to hurt her enemies. To her, she values loyalty and honesty and won't risk anyone dying or getting left behind.

Bio: Joy was born in the slums having little to no memory of her father who was a financially wealthy man who had a one night stand with her mother. When Joy was born she was taken care of by her mother who struggled to put food on the table-actually there wasn't a table it was more eating on the floor. Once she it the age of 17 Joy began doing what her mother does things didn't always end well. Joy would often run away one time, in particular, she ran father than she usually would getting captured and sold off multiple times before she landed on a pirates ship. Growing up on a ship she gained many allies mostly because of her feisty attitude at such a young age.
Other:
-Eye IS cursed

 

[OrenjiGatsu]

Netph Bpahrelb​

Age:
At this point he is likely at age 30.

Race:
Gnome (gnot a gnelf, gnot a gnoblin)

Gender:
Netph is male.

Sexuality:
Netph has a love for men.

Class:
Rogue

Occupation:
Whatever pays is what he does. This includes cleanings shoes and harvesting crops, though when he's in great need for money a break from menial jobs, he frequently turns to more questionable job. These include raiding merchant caravans with bands of robbers along with helping an army shorten a siege of a castle by sneaking in and committing arson.

Skills:
Netph is greatly skilled with stealth. He can move silently, and his size makes him more easy to hide himself.

He is also great at knife combat. He observes for weaknesses in an opponent's armour, does his best to sneak up, and strikes. Even without the ability to sneak, he can at least hold his own for a while. Netph also have several knives for throwing.

Netph also is decent with a wooden pipe he has. He's not the Pied Piper, but he's capable of making a good tune by winging it instead of remembering a melody.

Personality:
Netph is a talkative fellow. He may look careless, though he occasionally will give his deep thoughts on subjects. The music of his pipe brings soothe.

Bio:
Netph is had a mild childhood. His early years were in a village to a family of two gnomes who worked at a salt mine. He got his education from what villagers told him. Pipe playing was a talent he was able to acquire on his own though.

When it came time to grow up, he had no want to continue being in his village and mining salt for the rest of his time. Instead, the road was taken to. Netph traveled from town to city to town over the map. Money was always a problem, so he had to start doing more questionable tasks. He took various jobs from various people of cruel measure. His earlier ones were more failures, but he acquired lessons and skills from every cut and bruise he got. With practice of knives over the years, Netph started to do impressive acts.

It came to a point Netph found a job offering by a very special person, the King. He decided to take on the task for the wealth it brings, though the risk seems to be dangerous.

Others:
While being able to play a pipe, Netph doesn't know any actual tunes. All he does is improvisations and what he thinks might be popular tunes.

What did you eat for breakfast?:
Eggs and bacon, both covered in sriracha.

Do you play sports?:
Does playing vanilla Minecraft count? If not, no.

Is your sister single?:
My sister has always been single, as she is nonexistent.

 

[mourning star]

Name: Kaida Nyneve Barlowe
Age: Thirty-two years old
Race: Half-orc
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Demisexual
Class: Barbarian
Occupation Fur Trader (with a bit of thievery on the side)

Skills :
- Extreme strength
- Basic survival skills
- Capable of trapping and skinning animals
- Fishing
- Herbology

Personality: Most would find Kaida to be boisterous upon first meeting her. Her voice is loud and never wavers. She's self-assured and confident. Digging past her toughened exterior that showcases her enjoyment of bar fights and theft, you will find Kaida is kind. As the youngest, she tends to sympathize with younger or smaller creatures, especially if they need help.

Bio: As a child, Kaida was viewed as the runt in the family. She was the youngest, the smallest and considered the weakest. Everything she received, it was usually considered hand-me-downs and almost too worn to use. Her village was a small, running on the ancient traditions where women played housekeepers and the men were the breadwinners. Uninterested in such life, Kaida found herself leaving her village behind at the age of sixteen. From there, she set out to find a name for herself. She has had several occupations; dock worker, barmaid, sailor, merchant and everything in between. Even with all these odd objects, she found herself short on cash. That's when she turned to petty theft- stealing from the rich to feed herself and any of the orphaned kids she could afford to feed. She may be a thief, but in her opinion, the money is put to good use.

Others: A few years ago, her estranged father sent out a warrant for her return. Not many people attempt to collect the reward, so she rarely gets bothered by bounty hunters. Still, it's something she's cautious of and she usually doesn't trust people when they first meet because of it.

What did you eat for breakfast?: "What didn't I eat? Meats, eggs, bread, fruits- you name it! I like eating well; especially since they never had this much food from where I come from."
Do you play sports?: "Are bar fights considered a sport? I mean, I try to count how many limbs I can break. That has to count for something, right?"
Is your sister single?: "All my sisters are probably married at this point. They didn't want to travel like I did. They wanted to settle down, have kids instead. How boring."


Name: Thadeus Amos Toradironel
Age: Thirty-six years old
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Class: Monk
Occupation: Merchant

Skills:
- Basic survival skills
- Medical history
- Decent cook
- Possesses abilities that allow him to communicate with animals
- Good listening skills
- Great at reading people and/or situations

Personality: Thadeus is quiet- his body, his tone, his personality. He rarely expresses himself, but that doesn't mean he's emotionless. He just bears his emotions on the inside, keeping them well hidden. He prefers to listen rather than talk- he finds he discovers more information if he's patient and just listens to the person he's speaking with. When in conversation, he tends to resort to dry humor as a means of being welcoming.

Bio: Despite his calm demeanor, Thadeus wasn't always peaceful. He grew up on the streets, bitter at the world. He was fifteen when he was welcomed into the monastery and began to learn how to efficiently protect himself. He doesn't remember how he came to be there- only that he remembers feeling anger for days and finally snapped out of it upon arriving at his new home. He grew, taught as a healer for several years and then left. He was interested in traveling to different lands, discovering the people who lived there and their cultures. Along the way, he's fallen into a handful of shenanigans- he is a monk, not a saint. He was in his late twenties when he finally settled down in a small village, working as a merchant. Although his life is simple, he enjoys his carvings- they're intricate and usually cause a lot of the older women and young children to crowd around his stall in the mornings, ogling his new creations.

Others: As a child, the monastery he lived in gifted spirit animals to those when they finally awakened their abilities. Thadeus hadn't had any luck in creating a bond until Artemis, his animal companion, flew right to him and perched herself on his shoulder. The two have been inseparable ever since.

What did you eat for breakfast?: "A simple pot of porridge. I try not to eat anything too heavy after I have just woken up."
Do you play sports?: "Not often. I used to play games a lot at the monastery, but that feels like ages ago."
Is your sister single?: "I'm not sure. My sister and I have not spoken in many years."

 

[Ac3]

Name: Vigo "The Knife"
Age: 39
Race: Human
Gender: M
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Appearance:

Class: Berserker
Occupation: Fugitive/Vigilante
Skills :

• Basic Survival Skills
• Stealth
• Combat
• Brooding
• Smithing (repairing gear)

Personality: Vigo is your classic edge, brim with brash attitude and bullish demeanor. Vigo will stubbornly see himself headlong into any situation just to spite his doubters, even in less than ideal circumstance. He does have a sense of humor, however, and what jovial parts of him there are get muddled between his short fuse and propensity for violence.
Bio: Vigo was a troublemaker from early on. Petty troubles and nuisances were the worst of it at first, though he turned to more violent crimes as he got older. The gang he was running with was turned inside out by an undercover agent, and Vigo took it upon himself to seek revenge on the mole and his agency, ultimately shaping his twisted sense of justice. From there Vigo struck out as a Vigilante, Teaching those he thought unjust a mortal lesson. Branded a serial killer by the state, myriad rumors started to form about his crimes; that he was a cannibal, he was ten feet tall, you could turn to stone by looking at him. These made for great stories, but they grew to be an insurmountable obstacle as he was constantly on the lamb. Leaving the county at his first opportunity, Vigo strikes out as a sellsword.
Others:
The Butcher Blade:

Vigo's only true possession, and hat gave him his name. A sword shaped like a butchers knife, the heavy block of steel has been marred by years of use, but is still perfectly suited to slicing man and beast in half.

 

[Soul of Cinder]

Appearance

Name
Yorbick Warmforged
Age
103 (35 in human age)
Race
Dwarf
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Class
Warrior
Occupation
Hunter
Skills
[] Melee proficiency [] Yorbick excels in melee combat and is proficient with a wide variety of melee weapons ranging from small weapons to two-handed weapons. His preferred choice of weapon of course would be hammer and axe, the typical favorites of dwarves.
[] Ranged combat [] While not his primary mode of combat, Yorbick has picked up some skill with the crossbow and blunderbuss. He is not as excellent in ranged combat as he is in melee but he is able enough to wield range weapons without too much trouble.
[] Hunting [] Many years as an experienced hunter had taught Yorbick the various skills and qualities of an expert hunter. He is able to track down even the most quietest animal and has adopted several hunting related skills such as survival skills, first aid and cooking.
Personality
A stoic and stalwart man, Yorbick is a generally decent dwarf whom enjoys drinking and gambling. While most dwarves wouldn't usually venture out from their mountain kingdoms, Yorbick has an appreciation for enjoying life to its fullest and would always grab the opportunity to pursue an adventure. While he can be grumpy when things does not go his way, he is loyal and caring to those around him.
Bio
Born in Iron Hill, a dwarven kingdom many leagues north of Auria, Yorbick was the eldest son of a minor noble lord. In his youth, he had showed much potential in fighting and when noticed by his father, Yorbick was sent to a veteran fighter from the warrior caste. This veteran was a close friend of Yorbick's father and despite his old age, he was able to bring out the most in the young dwarf. As a result, the young red haired dwarf learnt valuable skills in a multitude of melee weapons from the old veteran.

Iron Hill was an average dwarven kingdom. They had a superior military force compared to other dwarven kingdoms but lacked a strong political standing in the dwarven world. As a result, Iron Hill was besieged by a coalition of 3 other dwarven kingdoms and unfortunately, the conquest of Iron Hill favored quantity over quality. After a bleak month of fighting, Iron Hill eventually fell with 90% of its soldiers and other military assets killed and destroyed. Yorbick and his young brothers managed to escape Iron Hill but his parents were long dead during the first days of the siege.

Sending his younger brothers off with his uncle in a neighboring human kingdom, Yorbick decided to hone his fighting skills and joined a mercenary troop. He fought under the same banner for about 20 years before leaving the troop and becoming a dedicated hunter. Whether or not Yorbick desires revenge against the dwarven kingdoms that took his home is unknown but his travels and adventures have finally led him to Auria where his skills and experience were noted by the King's advisor, recruiting Yorbick into the suicide mission to the mysterious island.
What did you eat for breakfast?
Dragon meat with a side of eggs and bacons.
Do you play sports?
Some consider hunting a sport.
Is your sister single?
No sisters, only brothers.​