Fantasy Under Lock and Key

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Please read Lore and overview

Character Sheet For Humans


Name:


Appearance:


Age:


Gender:


Sexuality:


Occupation: (Pit fight owner, store owner, soldier, etc)


Are you a master or not: (If you are I can pair you with someone unless you want to yourself vice versa)


Personality: (Traits like cruel or kind, etc) Minumum sentences-4


Bio:


Extras: (optional)


Character Sheet for Magical Creatures


Name:


Age: ( Maximum: 400)


Type: (fairy, dragon, demon, etc)


Sexuality:


Human Appearance:


Magical Creature Appearance:


Gender:


Powers:


Are you free or not: (If you are not I can pair you with someone unless you want to yourself vice versa)


If you are enslaved, where is your gem located on your body and what color:


Personality:


Bio: (bonus points if it makes me tear up)


Extras: (Optional)

 

[Eraticwanderer]

Name: Kain Ruel


Appearance:

Age:23


Gender: Male


Sexuality: straight


Occupation: Ranger


Are you a master or not: a master-you can pair me up with someone


Personality: Not a big people person and is very kind towards creatures. If he sees someone abusing a magical creature or doing something else terrible, he will intervene. He spends most of his time in woods away from people and only goes to towns for jobs.


Bio: He does not know where he was born but he was found in the woods by an old ranger who raised him like the son he never had and taught him how to be a ranger. His master died of sickness when he was 15 and he lived on is own since then. He has become a fairly famous ranger and he is known for getting any job he accepts done. Will have to come up with something when paired with someone about how we met.

 

[Roth]

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"Just call me Elle."

Age: 287


Gender: Female


Species: Banshee


Sexuality: Pansexual


Magical Creature Appearance:

Spoiler

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Powers: Her scream, which can be used in both human and magical form, gives its listener an uncontrollable sense of depression and worthlessness. It makes them feel scared, giving them a sense of dread. When concentrated on one person, she can amplify it, deafening and eventually killing her foe.


Free, or Enslaved: Elle is enslaved.


Gem: A dark blue sapphire in the middle of her chest.


Personality: Elle is a hostile, vicious girl. Before her captivity, she was nice enough. She wouldn't kill you if she took a liking to you. Now, however, since she's been enslaved, violence is her outlet. Killing people, humans especially, brings her great joy. She relishes in the pain of others.


She hates being the pet of some dominating bastard, thinking of her as nothing but a little play thing. A toy. Elle has little patience for nonsense, and possesses a sharp tongue. She lashes out those who annoy her, but works only to please her master. She hopes that one day, if she's good enough to him, he will release her.


Then, if he does, she'll kill him.


Bio: Elle died more than two hundred and fifty years before these gems were discovered. She was murdered, and had no family to claim her body. Therefore, she was buried in a graveyard towards the center of the kingdom, in an unmarked grave. She was forgotten about, and her bones lost to the Earth.


Then, about 100 years after she died, her bones were unearthed during the burial of another. Not knowing who they belonged to, the diggers simply buried them in a shallow grave elsewhere.


It was then that Elle was reborn.


After the spirit girl realized why she had come back, and how much time had passed, she began thinking wicked thoughts. She decided to torment the townspeople, wailing and screeching in the night. Her screams, shrill and piercing, chilled man, woman, and child alike down to their bones. Her screams caused more than a dozen people to kill themselves, while Elle personally killed descendants of those who murdered her. After they were all dead, she simply killed those who angered her, or those she deemed cruel or wicked.


This carried on for more than 150 years. Her vengeance was sweet, and she imagined herself carrying on for eternity.


Many men tried to stop her with frivolous incantations or charms, but only one succeeded. The man with the sapphire ring.


He strode into her cemetery one night, undeterred by her cries, and punched the ring into her chest, muttering a phrase in a language she didn't know. The next thing she knew, she was laying on the ground, naked, in human form.


Alive.


He handed her a blanket, and so began her years of servitude.


Extras: N/A

​

(You can pair me up with whoever, but I'd prefer someone who looks down upon the creatures, to better fit her personality. I can change the jewel to her master's preference as well, just let me know if I need to!)

 

[dragonsfire]

Ernik Salvataggi
Age:


135 years

Type:


Pelesit


(A demonic creature that is generally meant to be a servant, they have a need for their masters or villages blood, they also maintain the form of grasshopper.)

Sexuality:


Bi-sexual

Human Appearance:

Magical Creature Appearance:

Gender:


Male

Are you free or not:


Not free, you can pair me up with someone

Gem Appearance:


It is located the back of his neck and


green somewhat like emerald

Personality:


He holds a huge fear of humans and often treats them as monsters as the creatures did to the human long ago, he blocked the traumatic experience of his young owners from his mind and constantly gets flashbacks of the cruel master he once had. In an angst full fear all humans are like that he tries never to speak a word to anyone who isn't a creature and carries all his duties out swiftly and as proficiently as possible. This will change after Ernik goes around two weeks depleted of any blood or a month without his masters, in which he goes into a feral and ferocious state along with slowly causing a village misfortune in deaths and disease.

Bio:


Around his first few years he was almost always in the form of a grasshopper he ended up being the pet of two small young twins pet in replacement of dog or horse their parents couldn't afford, he was well taken care of as a not very needy pet and pretended to be a carnivorous grasshopper, allowing his thirst for blood to be taken care of. The eccentric one of the two one day ended up exploring the village, due to her often wearing one of the stones used on monsters as a neckless yet being to young to actually own one made a group of Pit Fight owners assume she was a strange magical creature this caused him to become enslaved immediately and was put up to fight against another creature. By the time the plot owners figured out she was a human it was too late, as her opponent had already killed her. A few weeks later the other twin disappeared along with the rest of his family which caused Ernik to assume they were dead. Soon after he was forgotten deaths in the small town became a lot more frequent along with people acting strange. Quickly a demon appeared out of no where no one knowing it was the small grasshopper, and was apprehended by a retriever carrying a crystal which caused him to weaken.

After a while he came to meat an abusive human who would often burden him with nearly impossible task he tried to complete and was punished for anyway. This began becoming more threatening for him as he was forced to battle for coin, the owner quickly became rich and decided to start bargaining on his health. Whenever he lost he would be deprived of blood for two thirteen days, just one day before any of the side affects of the mistreatment of a pelesit would appear and be given a minimum amount unless he won in which his master would sacrifice a small portion of the reward profit to get some of the losers and their creatures blood.

Eventually his master soon became sick of him and ended up managing to get the crystal to unbound Ernik's life to his and decided to get another monster without a master and abandoned leaving him without a master left to die, but was able to find another mater who chanted the same words as his previous master did and fell to the ground, unconscious, trembling, and naked being brought back to the persons place of stay.

Extra: I'd prefer to be paired up with someone either abusive, or who may be extremely energetic/playful, but if that wont work I can still deal with it.

 

[slim]

Name: Kain Ruel
Appearance:

Age:23


Gender: Male


Sexuality: straight


Occupation: Ranger


Are you a master or not: a master-you can pair me up with someone


Personality: Not a big people person and is very kind towards creatures. If he sees someone abusing a magical creature or doing something else terrible, he will intervene. He spends most of his time in woods away from people and only goes to towns for jobs.


Bio: He does not know where he was born but he was found in the woods by an old ranger who raised him like the son he never had and taught him how to be a ranger. His master died of sickness when he was 15 and he lived on is own since then. He has become a fairly famous ranger and he is known for getting any job he accepts done. Will have to come up with something when paired with someone about how we met.

Accepted

Ernik Salvataggi
Age:


135 years

Type:


Pelesit


(A demonic creature that is generally meant to be a servant, they have a need for their masters or villages blood, they also maintain the form of grasshopper.)

Sexuality:


Bi-sexual

Human Appearance:

Magical Creature Appearance:

Gender:


Male

Are you free or not:


Not free, you can pair me up with someone

Gem Appearance:


It is located the back of his neck and


green somewhat like emerald

Personality:


He holds a huge fear of humans and often treats them as monsters as the creatures did to the human long ago, he blocked the traumatic experience of his young owners from his mind and constantly gets flashbacks of the cruel master he once had. In an angst full fear all humans are like that he tries never to speak a word to anyone who isn't a creature and carries all his duties out swiftly and as proficiently as possible. This will change after Ernik goes around two weeks depleted of any blood or a month without his masters, in which he goes into a feral and ferocious state along with slowly causing a village misfortune in deaths and disease.

Bio:


Around his first few years he was almost always in the form of a grasshopper he ended up being the pet of two small young twins pet in replacement of dog or horse their parents couldn't afford, he was well taken care of as a not very needy pet and pretended to be a carnivorous grasshopper, allowing his thirst for blood to be taken care of. The eccentric one of the two one day ended up exploring the village, due to her often wearing one of the stones used on monsters as a neckless yet being to young to actually own one made a group of Pit Fight owners assume she was a strange magical creature this caused him to become enslaved immediately and was put up to fight against another creature. By the time the plot owners figured out she was a human it was too late, as her opponent had already killed her. A few weeks later the other twin disappeared along with the rest of his family which caused Ernik to assume they were dead. Soon after he was forgotten deaths in the small town became a lot more frequent along with people acting strange. Quickly a demon appeared out of no where no one knowing it was the small grasshopper, and was apprehended by a royal guard carrying a crystal which caused him to weaken.

After a while he came to meat an abusive human who would often burden him with nearly impossible task he tried to complete and was punished for anyway. This began becoming more threatening for him as he was forced to battle for coin, the owner quickly became rich and decided to start bargaining on his health. Whenever he lost he would be deprived of blood for two thirteen days, just one day before any of the side effects of the mistreatment of a pelesit would appear and be given a minimum amount unless he won in which his master would sacrifice a small portion of the reward profit to get some of the losers and their creatures blood.

Eventually his master soon became sick of him and ended up managing to get the crystal to unbound Ernik's life to his and decided to get another monster without a master and abandoned leaving him without a master left to die, but was able to find another mater who chanted the same words as his previous master did and fell to the ground, unconscious, trembling, and naked being brought back to the persons place of stay.

Extra: I'd prefer to be paired up with someone either abusive, or who may be extremely energetic/playful, but if that wont work I can still deal with it.

What's your human appearance?

[QUOTE="The Seer]

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"Just call me Elle."

Age: 287


Gender: Female


Species: Banshee


Sexuality: Pansexual


Magical Creature Appearance:

Spoiler

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Free, or Enslaved: Elle is enslaved.


Gem: A dark blue sapphire in the middle of her chest.


Personality: Elle is a hostile, vicious girl. Before her captivity, she was nice enough. She wouldn't kill you if she took a liking to you. Now, however, since she's been enslaved, violence is her outlet. Killing people, humans especially, brings her great joy. She relishes in the pain of others.


She hates being the pet of some dominating bastard, thinking of her as nothing but a little play thing. A toy. Elle has little patience for nonsense, and possesses a sharp tongue. She lashes out those who annoy her, but works only to please her master. She hopes that one day, if she's good enough to him, he will release her.


Then, if he does, she'll kill him.


Bio: Elle died more than two hundred and fifty years before these gems were discovered. She was murdered, and had no family to claim her body. Therefore, she was buried in a graveyard towards the center of the kingdom, in an unmarked grave. She was forgotten about, and her bones lost to the Earth.


Then, about 100 years after she died, her bones were unearthed during the burial of another. Not knowing who they belonged to, the diggers simply buried them in a shallow grave elsewhere.


It was then that Elle was reborn.


After the spirit girl realized why she had come back, and how much time had passed, she began thinking wicked thoughts. She decided to torment the townspeople, wailing and screeching in the night. Her screams, shrill and piercing, chilled man, woman, and child alike down to their bones. Her screams caused more than a dozen people to kill themselves, while Elle personally killed descendants of those who murdered her. After they were all dead, she simply killed those who angered her, or those she deemed cruel or wicked.


This carried on for years. Her vengeance was sweet, and she imagined herself carrying on for eternity.


Many men tried to stop her with frivolous incantations or charms, but only one succeeded. The man with the sapphire ring.


He strode into her cemetery one night, undeterred by her cries, and punched the ring into her chest, muttering a phrase in a language she didn't know. The next thing she knew, she was laying on the ground, naked, in human form.


Alive.


He handed her a blanket, and so began her years of servitude.


Extras: N/A

​

(You can pair me up with whoever, but I'd prefer someone who looks down upon the creatures, to better fit her personality. I can change the jewel to her master's preference as well, just let me know if I need to!)

[/QUOTE]
Accepted!

Name: Brandrake.
Age:25


Type: Bandersnatch


Sexuality: straight


Human Appearance:


Magical Creature Appearance:


Gender: Male


Are you free or not: Not free


If you are enslaved, where is your gem located and what color: The gem is grey and is located in in a dark dungeon under the castle


Personality: Very aggressive, will attack everything. Also likes to eat. He will create a very close bond with whoever can defeat him in battle, and will give help in battle. his is also not very bright


Bio: Brandrake was a predator, through and through. his life was from one meal to the next. Well, until he was captured. It was a hard battle, but in the end he lost. He would spend the rest of his days fighting for whoever owns him

I need pictures please.

 

[slim]

Ernik Salvataggi
Age:


135 years

Type:


Pelesit


(A demonic creature that is generally meant to be a servant, they have a need for their masters or villages blood, they also maintain the form of grasshopper.)

Sexuality:


Bi-sexual

Human Appearance:

Magical Creature Appearance:

Gender:


Male

Are you free or not:


Not free, you can pair me up with someone

Gem Appearance:


It is located the back of his neck and


green somewhat like emerald

Personality:


He holds a huge fear of humans and often treats them as monsters as the creatures did to the human long ago, he blocked the traumatic experience of his young owners from his mind and constantly gets flashbacks of the cruel master he once had. In an angst full fear all humans are like that he tries never to speak a word to anyone who isn't a creature and carries all his duties out swiftly and as proficiently as possible. This will change after Ernik goes around two weeks depleted of any blood or a month without his masters, in which he goes into a feral and ferocious state along with slowly causing a village misfortune in deaths and disease.

Bio:


Around his first few years he was almost always in the form of a grasshopper he ended up being the pet of two small young twins pet in replacement of dog or horse their parents couldn't afford, he was well taken care of as a not very needy pet and pretended to be a carnivorous grasshopper, allowing his thirst for blood to be taken care of. The eccentric one of the two one day ended up exploring the village, due to her often wearing one of the stones used on monsters as a neckless yet being to young to actually own one made a group of Pit Fight owners assume she was a strange magical creature this caused him to become enslaved immediately and was put up to fight against another creature. By the time the plot owners figured out she was a human it was too late, as her opponent had already killed her. A few weeks later the other twin disappeared along with the rest of his family which caused Ernik to assume they were dead. Soon after he was forgotten deaths in the small town became a lot more frequent along with people acting strange. Quickly a demon appeared out of no where no one knowing it was the small grasshopper, and was apprehended by a royal guard carrying a crystal which caused him to weaken.

After a while he came to meat an abusive human who would often burden him with nearly impossible task he tried to complete and was punished for anyway. This began becoming more threatening for him as he was forced to battle for coin, the owner quickly became rich and decided to start bargaining on his health. Whenever he lost he would be deprived of blood for two thirteen days, just one day before any of the side affects of the mistreatment of a pelesit would appear and be given a minimum amount unless he won in which his master would sacrifice a small portion of the reward profit to get some of the losers and their creatures blood.

Eventually his master soon became sick of him and ended up managing to get the crystal to unbound Ernik's life to his and decided to get another monster without a master and abandoned leaving him without a master left to die, but was able to find another mater who chanted the same words as his previous master did and fell to the ground, unconscious, trembling, and naked being brought back to the persons place of stay.

Extra: I'd prefer to be paired up with someone either abusive, or who may be extremely energetic/playful, but if that wont work I can still deal with it.

Accepted!

 

[Hiruka]

Chi

Loner, Mushroom, It

Age

300


(Looks about 17)


Type


Demon (Kitsune)

Sexuality

Straight

Human Appearance

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Magical Creature Appearance

Gender

Female


Powers (Limit of 6)


~Fire manipluation


~Shapeshifting


~Enhance agility


~Enhance combat


~Regeneration

Are you free or not

Not free

If you are enslaved, where is your gem located and what color

Blue Spinel, located in the middle of her back.

Personality

Chi is emotionless and tends to keep quiet. All of her mischievousness, recklessness, and smiles seemed to die some time ago. She's very obedient and doesn't seem to care what you do with her at all. Chi has depression and acts like a broken corrupted doll, rotting away slowly. Though she still has some traits left in her as she is blunt with her opinions and is also very diligent. She's reliable, loyal, and go out will go out her way for you only if she likes you enough.


With enough care, kindness, and love will you revive her personality?


Remind her that she's still here?

Bio

​

Spoiler

​

It was like a big huge family. Elders, adults, and children. Chi was around 150 years old at that time. She had a mother and three younger little brothers, all which she loved the most. She was like any other normal child stubborn, loud, and reckless. Chi is always found causing mischief with other children throughout her clan. All those days of ignorance was bliss until they came. It was like was like any other normal day, she was playing with her younger brothers and her mother was watching over them.


Suddenly, shouts can be heard along with horses as an army of human soldiers came running towards their village. Chi's mother immediately grabbed her and her brothers, running to safety. The humans captured some of the children as they fought against the elders and the adults Kitsunes. But, the numbers of the human men outnumbered the clan by hundreds, slaughtering all the elders and injuring the others. Chi looked up at her mother who was desperate to keep her children safe. Her brothers were all crying, startle of all the bloodshed. Chi looked back at her village terrified by a man on horseback chasing after them with a huge axe.


As the soldier nearly caught up with them, Chi screamed, widening her eyes as the axe swung toward her mother's-. They all went down to the ground, her brothers stopped crying too horrified to make any sound. The soldiers took her beloved little brothers away, Chi tried her best to fight back. She watched as those little bloodied hands reached for her as she tried chasing after them. Chi reached her hand up crying out to them before being hit on the back of the head with a blunt object..............that was the last she ever saw of them.


When she woke up, she felt pain like no other, hearing screams of agony. In a room that reeked of death, she was unable to move or use any of her abilities. Chi looked up to see two masked humans smiling down at her. She started shaking violently, shaking her head. They laughed as they came closer. Her voice soon joined with others as the discipline broke her physically and mentally.


...


It was her 300th birthday today, Chi had her head lean against the wall as she was sitting down. She looked terrible and half dead. Chi had survived through 150 years of discipline and other various training. Chi was now ready to be sold off. Sounds of boots stopped in front of her cell and a deep voice could be heard,"Oi! Wake up! It's time."


Chi looked up at the figure and smiled a little. The haunting memories of her mother and brother ran through her head as she thought,'This is fine....besides....there's no one left to save me.'

Theme

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Extras

~Has a bad habit of lying


~Mumbles in her sleep


~Terrified by anything relating to her traumatic past

 

[slim]

Chi

Loner, Mushroom, It

Age

300


(Looks about 17)


Type


Demon (Kitsune)

Sexuality

Straight

Human Appearance

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Magical Creature Appearance

Gender

Female


Powers (Limit of 6)


~Fire manipluation


~Shapeshifting


~Enhance agility


~Enhance combat


~Regeneration

Are you free or not

Not free

If you are enslaved, where is your gem located and what color

Blue Spinel, located in the middle of her back.

Personality

Chi is emotionless and tends to keep quiet. All of her mischievousness, recklessness, and smiles seemed to die some time ago. She's very obedient and doesn't seem to care what you do with her at all. Chi has depression and acts like a broken corrupted doll, rotting away slowly. Though she still has some traits left in her as she is blunt with her opinions and is also very diligent. She's reliable, loyal, and go out will go out her way for you only if she likes you enough.


With enough care, kindness, and love will you revive her personality?


Remind her that she's still here?

Bio

​

Spoiler

​

It was like a big huge family. Elders, adults, and children. Chi was around 150 years old at that time. She had a mother and three younger little brothers, all which she loved the most. She was like any other normal child stubborn, loud, and reckless. Chi is always found causing mischief with other children throughout her clan. All those days of ignorance was bliss until they came. It was like was like any other normal day, she was playing with her younger brothers and her mother was watching over them.


Suddenly, shouts can be heard along with horses as an army of human soldiers came running towards their village. Chi's mother immediately grabbed her and her brothers, running to safety. The humans captured some of the children as they fought against the elders and the adults Kitsunes. But, the numbers of the human men outnumbered the clan by hundreds, slaughtering all the elders and injuring the others. Chi looked up at her mother who was desperate to keep her children safe. Her brothers were all crying, startle of all the bloodshed. Chi looked back at her village terrified by a man on horseback chasing after them with a huge axe.


As the soldier nearly caught up with them, Chi screamed, widening her eyes as the axe swung toward her mother's-. They all went down to the ground, her brothers stopped crying too horrified to make any sound. The soldiers took her beloved little brothers away, Chi tried her best to fight back. She watched as those little bloodied hands reached for her as she tried chasing after them. Chi reached her hand up crying out to them before being hit on the back of the head with a blunt object..............that was the last she ever saw of them.


When she woke up, she felt pain like no other, hearing screams of agony. In a room that reeked of death, she was unable to move or use any of her abilities. Chi looked up to see two masked humans smiling down at her. She started shaking violently, shaking her head. They laughed as they came closer. Her voice soon joined with others as the discipline broke her physically and mentally.


...


It was her 300th birthday today, Chi had her head lean against the wall as she was sitting down. She looked terrible and half dead. Chi had survived through 150 years of discipline and other various training. Chi was now ready to be sold off. Sounds of boots stopped in front of her cell and a deep voice could be heard,"Oi! Wake up! It's time."


Chi looked up at the figure and smiled a little. The haunting memories of her mother and brother ran through her head as she thought,'This is fine....besides....there's no one left to save me.'

Theme

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Extras

~Has a bad habit of lying


~Mumbles in her sleep


~Terrified by anything relating to her traumatic past


Accepted! Looks great. When I meant where is the gem located I meant on the body since the gem fuses with the body. My bad I need to make it clearer.

 

[Hiruka]

Accepted! Looks great. When I meant where is the gem located I meant on the body since the gem fuses with the body. My bad I need to make it clearer.

Yea realized that, I was quite embarrassed seeing that you were already checking it out 0///0"

 

[slim]

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Name: Allo Niolas


Age: 19


Gender: M


Sexuality: Bisexual


Occupation: A Retriever. They go beyond the castle walls and track magical creatures and bring them back.


Are you a master or not: Master


Personality: Allo is usually cheerful and kind to others which is interesting due to his background. He likes seeing joy in others which is hard due to his job. He is full of regret and self-hatred but hides it behind a mask. He's always cracking jokes though and mingling with others even though he likes being alone.


Bio: Allo was born into one of the wealthiest families in the city and was a single child. He was doted on and lived the most luxurious life money could buy.


Until he grew two, snowy white wings when he was 6 years old.


His mother, Arelia, apparently had done some gallivanting after she had got into an argument with her husband and he had let to cool off for a bit. She didn't know the extremely drunk man at the tavern was an avian bonded to one of the men getting his fair share of excitement not too far from them. The only thing that helped her with this problem was the child had the same features as her husband, thank the gods.


Well.


Allo's mother was not a kind person at all. She loved materials and people who could get her them. Allo's situation put her at risk. Her husband would toss her out and she would be penniless. She would have to work and have no more luxuries. With that thought in her head, she set to work.


She had the maids who reported Allo's situation to her killed and covered up so well no one even knew they had existed. Her husband, Deitr, was usually away on business so she managed to hide Allo's wings whenever he was around, and whenever they had guests and dances. However, Allo's wings were getting to big to hide and Arelia was running out of options.


So Arelia had Allo's wings cut off.


She didn't even have the decency to do it while he was asleep either. It was tremendously painful and Allo still remembers it to this day.


That gave her peace of mind until Allo started showing signs of abilities no human should have. He started healing people. He was extremely agile and occasionally feathers would start growing and Arelia plucked them out like he was a chicken being prepared for dinner. When Allo was 14 he healed the baker's boy when he fell and broke his arm.


She had the baker's boy killed. Then his family.


Allo was becoming a major problem needless to say, so she had him trained. This training was nowhere near pleasant. He spent days under the small castle he had lived in and was beaten and abused, all so he would never show signs of his powers. He was finally released from that when he was 17, but he was a shell of his former self. He was quiet and dodgy of others to the point he flinched when people made sudden movements. His mother was sick of that of course. She was hearing gossip about her freakish son's behaviors all around the city, and she couldn't have her reputation damaged like that. She needed a way to get him out of the csgle without having rumors spread, like her forcing him out the house. Her husband would hear and investigate. So, she told him to sign up to be a Retriever. They were the ones who tracked down magical creatures and brought them to slave markets. Of course Allo rejected that idea. He asked her why he couldn't be a soldier instead, but she wouldn't have that. Receivers were revered across the kingdom and spent most of their time outside the palace walls. That way he wouldn't dishonour her and would be far away. When he told her he wouldn't do it, she simply told him she would bond him to her and make him do it. Bonding was an awful experience, so he submitted to her demands. Beofre he left she made him bond with an full-blooded magical creature, just to keep him safe so he wouldn't die out there and shame her. He left home and has been doing his job for a while now. He hates it but does it anyway due to his mother's threat. He knew she'd find him if he ever tried escaping this duty before him, so he continues. He hates himself for his cowardness.


Extras:Blue tattoos (in picture)


Lots of scars on his back and stomach as well as the severed ends of his wings, so he never lets people see under his clothes since he feels embarressed.

 

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Name: Joseph Venenum Amida


Age: 400


Type: Vampire


Sexuality: Heterosexual


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Magical Creature Appearance: Same as Human


Gender: Male


Powers: As a child of the night he gets more powerful at night. He has god-like regeneration, and heals even faster when drinking blood. He can manipulate blood due to him being a direct ancestor of the first vampire. He can also manipulate shadows, as well as shadow travel. He massive strength and agility due to his vampire bloodline and training throughout his 400 years of life. He also has a special trump card that will be revealed in the RP. He is a professional poison maker, and thus a good antidote maker as well. He knows parkour and is extremely sneaky as he oftentimes has to sneak up on his prey, whether it be animal monster or human.


Are you free or not: Free (Since no one else is yet xD )


Personality: Cruel and sadistic, hateful and malicious are just a few words describe him. He enjoys others pain and suffering, revels in blood and death, and couldn't care less about his fellow monsters being kidnapped. He is also extremely intelligent and wise due to long life. As long as nobody threatens his peace he is fine with it. However, if you do, you better be ready for life in the underworld. He is also very scheming due to his high intelligence, learning most anything during his 400 years of life. He resorted to books, as having no one to do anything with for around 386 years is a very boring task.


Bio: Joseph used to be a nice and kind boy. He grew up in a loving family of vampires, surrounded by friends and fellow clan mates. He especially loved his sister, she was his world. His clan was apposed to killing humans, and thus lived peacefully drinking only animal blood. One day his world came crashing down as human soldiers invaded his clan. He watched as his parents were cut down for trying to defend them, he and his sister desperately trying to run away from the humans. After running for several hours they were cornered, having nowhere to go they resolved themselves to fight off the soldiers. They fought valiantly, but he got careless, a soldier swung his sword aiming to take Joseph's head off. Before the strike could connect his sister jumped in front of the swing. Having his family killed, and then his beloved sister was to much for him to bear. He went insane, having a twisted personality. He killed every soldier there except for one which he slowly tortured. That soldier was the one who killed his sister, needless to say, he didn't die very easily...Ever since then he has been feeding off of humans, monsters, animals, and anything else that would dare come near him. However, he has never told anyone his past and doesn't plan to. Well, that and he's killed everyone he's come in contact with up until now.


Extras: He refuses to drink anything but blood and wine, and also only drinks out of wineglasses. He has a magical locket that can preserve a single image. He always keeps it on the smiling figure of his sister before she died...Will anyone ever break him out of his insanity? He is ambidextrous.


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[Skylight]

Name: Frost

Age: 254

Type: Dragon

Sexuality: Bisexual

Human Appearance:

She has some scales all along her legs and arms

Magical Creature Appearance:

Gender: Female

Powers: Can breathe fire in dragon form and talk telepathically both forms.

Are you free or not: Not free, just got captured.

Gem: (Owner can choose where the gem is located and what colour)

Personality:

Very quite and timid as a human, doesn't really know what is going on half the time but when she was a dragon she was very intelligent and wise. She is very kind to everyone although they're never really kind to her, she always listens to authorities and she tries not to get into trouble.

Bio:

When Frost hatched she was around humans, but not the slavery kind. The nice, gentle kind as they found her egg abandon and kept it safe until she finally came along, they saw her ice white scales and gave her the name Frost in which then she also started calling herself Frost. The humans were kind to her as they fed her and made sure she was always safe, they kept her hidden in a nice large cave as she grew and grew but the old humans that raised her died as she eventually out grew them.

Frost she got really close to one particular human, Clara. Frost enjoyed having Clara around ever since she was a smaller human but the bigger she got the more Frost enjoyed her company until one day they both decided to go out for a fly which changed both their lives forever.

Frost always felt free when the two flew out together as she always tried to go her fastest and always made sure Clara was enjoying herself that is until that one night they were both spotted by the kingdom.

These humans attacked them until Frost finally came down. Frost made sure Clara was safe but once she hit the ground they only had a few minutes together, Frost remembered the way Clara made sure Frost was okay before running off into the forest. Frost felt a sharp pain hit her as everything turned white and the last things she heard was Clara screaming but talking telepathically, I love you Frost. Now you take care of yourself.

Frost is now captured by the humans she once trusted and woke up in a small cage and the worst part, instead of her wings she now had arms and legs.

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[Luthor]

Name:


Cecilia 'Cecil' Mayhew


Appearance:

Age:


24


Gender:


Female


Sexuality:


Pansexual


Occupation:


Pit Fight Owner


Are you a master or not:


Master (feel free to pair me up)


Personality:


Cecilia is seriously cruel- the only times she feels joy is when showered in money, drunk, or causing something pain. On top of this, she loves manipulating both creatures and people alike, just to get a profit. She's self centred and stubborn, only too willing to step on living beings to push her way higher. Her hot headed temper makes her someone you don't want to cross, especially when put into perspective that she has many slaves which live in terror.


Bio:


As a child, her parents taught her about their upbringings frequently, about how monsters killed all of their ancestors. So naturally, when her own family met their demise she didn't cope particularly well. As soon as Cecil had saved enough money, she bought a plot of land and a gem to begin the pit fights. Working every day from sunrise to dusk, she managed to erect a fairly inconspicuous arena, a ditch about twelve feet down in the centre. Any creature that has had the misfortune to be under her control discovered her cruel nature. Whenever they lost a fight, she'd torture them with both their gem and weapons or whips. Despite her mistreatment of all other beings, she's a prevalent part of the community and liked by most people at the inns that she frequents.

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Name:


Cecilia 'Cecil' Mayhew


Appearance:

Age:


24


Gender:


Female


Sexuality:


Pansexual


Occupation:


Pit Fight Owner


Are you a master or not:


Master (feel free to pair me up)


Personality:


Cecilia is seriously cruel- the only times she feels joy is when showered in money, drunk, or causing something pain. On top of this, she loves manipulating both creatures and people alike, just to get a profit. She's self centred and stubborn, only too willing to step on living beings to push her way higher. Her hot headed temper makes her someone you don't want to cross, especially when put into perspective that she has many slaves which live in terror.


Bio:


As a child, her parents taught her about their upbringings frequently, about how monsters killed all of their ancestors. So naturally, when her own family met their demise she didn't cope particularly well. As soon as Cecil had saved enough money, she bought a plot of land and a gem to begin the pit fights. Working every day from sunrise to dusk, she managed to erect a fairly inconspicuous arena, a ditch about twelve feet down in the centre. Any creature that has had the misfortune to be under her control discovered her cruel nature. Whenever they lost a fight, she'd torture them with both their gem and weapons or whips. Despite her mistreatment of all other beings, she's a prevalent part of the community and liked by most people at the inns that she frequents.

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[Dominaiscna]

~Mireille Marquette~


Appearance:

Age : 21


Gender : female


Sexuality: heterosexual


Occupation: Travelling merchant


Are you a Master or not: no


Personality: Years of living alone made her independent and unreliant on anyone else but herself. Learning most things the hard way had taught her to be very aware of her surroundings and to notice every small detail; a dent in a sword, a flick of grass. For the most part, she is quiet, the type to go completely unnoticed, but when she does speak, her graciousness and manners keeps her on good terms with anyone she meets. But, having had to build herself a place in society from scraps has had their impact on her. She's become a good liar, a quick thinker and a natural actor, but she still has the morals her father taught her too long ago. She only uses her bad points for good.


Bio: As a child, Mireille had only her father. Her mother died of unknown causes in years she was too young to remember and so, the only warmth she ever knew was her father's chest as he sat her in front of him on his horse whenever he went on expeditions. When she turned 7 and began studies, her father intrusted her care to a friend of his who's family took her in as another daughter while her father continued his expeditions. He would soon pass away in an accident during his travels, leaving his 10-year-old daughter an orphan.


Like her father, she was not an indoor person, constantly itching to explore the uninhabited land around her foster home. Many nights, the little girl would come home past bed time caked in dirt and grime from whatever adventure she went on, a building habit that gnawed at the nerves of her foster family.


On her 13th birthday, following a trail of knocked-down trees and upturned earth, she happened upon a grove where a mighty beast lay, covered in blood and dirt from path it dragged itself down. A Wyvern, she would later recognize it as, a young male wyvern a few years out of the nest. One with gold eyes so bright, intelligent and full of life, eyes that she would never forget. He had let the little human girl near him, resigned to wait for death rather than struggle on. Hunters had tracked him and had tried to bring him down to be captured, but he fought to be free and escaped, at the cost of his wings, as during the scuffle, one of the hunters had sliced right through the leather and bone of his right wing, completely severing it from his body. He would never fly again.


He knew he would die, so when the little girl approached him, he did nothing. When she reached out and gently touched his snout, he did nothing. When she bandaged him with what little she knew in first aid, he did nothing. It was only on the 3rd day did he realize he wasn't dying. The little girl returned everyday bearing offerings of cupcakes, apples and toast, anything she could slip from the breakfast table. He accepted her offerings probably due to starvation. They weren't necessarily nutritious for a wyvern, but food was food. One day, she had taken her little journal with her and, as the wyvern ate her latest offering, she sat across from silently sketching him int her journal in rugged strokes of charcoal. Though curious, he had not made a move from his spot, watching her with inquisitive eyes as she sketched, a little ritual that happened everyday, and many times, she'd run over excitedly and show him her works of art.


Without noticing, their silent interactions had started something fateful.


Days grew into months and it was on one night that panic arose in the household when the little girl didn't come home. Guards were sent out to track her and found her nesteled against the tail of the great beast, sound asleep, but that was not what they saw. They saw a beast that had attacked her and left her unconscious, preparing to make the final blow. Panic grew as the beast woke and, in an attempt to scare the beast away, they lit torches, accidentally setting the grove on fire. Trees crackled and crumbled under the heat and she awoke only to hear the crack of an ancient old tree, see the trunk falling down towards her, smell the smoke of the fire and then, feel the warmth of a leather wing wrap around her, before.... Blackness.


She lay in a coma for 4 months. When she did wake, she remembered nothing of the past 5 years. She remembered not her adventures, the grove nor the silent beast who saved her life. Her mind was blank as she sat up in the bed, gazing around, at the window, the door, then the single wyvern wing incased in glass in the corner of the room.


It was 3 years later that she found her old journal while packing up to leave her foster family for good. It was burnt at the edges but still in fairly good condition. She looked through page after page of drawings of this beautiful creature, trying to remember a life she forgot. She smiled when she gently stroked the wyvern in the picture, but couldn't understand why. All she knew, was that this beautiful creature was important to her, an she learnt to protect the creatures of magic, that were misunderstood, even though she did not understand what motivated her to do so. To this day, she protects them.


And to this day, with her journal as the only thing to prove he existed, she still looks for that beautiful one-winged wyvern whenever she entered the wild. She still looks for him, the truest friend she didn't remember she had and who she will never find on the face of the earth again.


Extras: Her name means Miracle.

 

[Mistory]

Name: Golgori Orith, Gol for short.


Age: 19 by golem standards, 190 by human


Type: Golem


Sexuality: Heterosexual


Human Appearance:

Magical Creature Appearance:

Gender: male in human form. Golems inherently don't have genders


Are you free or not: no


If you are enslaved, where is your gem located and what color: The gem is an emerald green, located in his left eye. He has no pupil in in this eye, the gem taking place of the iris


Personality: Gol is a very submissive and conservative person. He doesn't like to share his opinions,nor does he care to get into arguments. However, combat is something He is rather skilled at. Don't underestimate him,especially when he's "unsealed"


Bio: (bonus points if it makes me tear up)


" why do you live?"


"Why does it matter?"


"I want to know"


"..."


"Please?"


"...I...I don't know...I'm just...Here..."


This only made the girl frown, seemingly disappointed with his answer.


"...why do you...survive?"


"I don't. I live"


"There's a difference?"


"Of course! It's like night and day!"


This earned a silent glance to the girl at his side


"To survive, your just here. No purpose. No reason. You just move along, doing nothing of importance. To live...to live, your happy. You do something. You do things that change the way people look at you, and how people look at the world. You have a reason. A reason that drives you every day."


After afew moments of silence,the giant spoke again


"...what is your reason?"


And the girl's answer would ring in his thoughts for years to come. She simply looked at him, and gave a cheerful smile


"Because I can"


Golgori wasn't very social. Golem were solitary by nature. So to become so attached to this...human. it had thrown everyone in a loop. Most thought he was threatening the girl to see him, or her village would be destroyed. A far fetched idea,but the rumor spread and held. That wasn't the case. The girl...she gave him another perspective. She let him see how these humans thought. And it fascinated him. He didn't talk much. He simple sat,and listened as she spoke. She would go on and on,telling about her day,or a dream she had,or something happening far away. His only words were simple questions,to understand her better. Then...we'll then that simple conversation happened. Couldn't have taken ten minutes,but apparently that's all you need to change someone's mind. The next day, it was the Golem that came to her. He strode through the small village,and found himself kneeling at her door. She could only smile at him as she opened the window. It was then the village saw something that baffled them more than the Golem and the girl.


"See that timber over there?" The girl simply pointed to the side"it needs to be moved across the village,to the lumber yard."


And with that,the village watched in awe as the giant hoisted the lumber over its shoulder, and marched on. This became a regular thing. Every day,the stone giant walked into town,and every day, he was given instructions to improve it. First simply moving material,then he actually began to build,lining the dirt roads with stone for easier movement, and arch ways for decorations. Quickly,with the Golem's help,the small village became a thriving community. Traders began to regularly come through, and the town only grew. Eventually, the Golem was a part of the once small village. They greeted him as he worked, and he returned the gesture. They even began to help with the more detailed jobs. He would set the base,and they would work the textures and designs. They dug trenches and waterways, filled farms, and within a year the small village was comparable to a ancient city. However, it wasn't to last for the cheerful community. One day, the royal guard passed through. They had been on a job away from the castle,and had been returning. But while there, an accident occurred. A child,injured. It wasn't anything serious. But with the Golem kneeling to see if he was alright,the guards took the wrong idea. Immediately, they left,heading even fast. When they arrived,they didn't tell the king news of their mission. They told him of a Golem terrorizing a village...


The Golem came peacefully, willingly being restrained and marched back. But then...someone messed up. The girl,his friend, attempted to stop them. She pushed and screamed at them to release the giant. When one of the guard got tired of it,He threw her away. When she landed,they all expected her to get back up and continue...she didn't. Having gotten nervous of the now tense beast behind them,One checked the girl. A stone. Her head hit a stone.


"...she's dead sir..."


Honestly, something broke in the beast that day. It took reinforcements to the thirty men they already had to finally subdue the raging monster. Many died in its rampage. Some think it wasn't even the guards that took it down. Some thing it just stopped,and let itself be taken. Some think exaughstion was the culprit, but nobody truly knows...


Wronged by humans, befriended by humans, loved by humans. All these things are possible. That's why Gol can't hate them. Its natural. But the corrupt guard. He truly hates them,with every ounce of his being.


But even though,through the pain,anger,and misery he lives through,He keeps going. All because of one humans words.


Why do you live?


"Because I can"


Extras: Gol is a savage fighter. While capable of generating a sword and shield for himself, He can tear a drake apart with his bare hands.


The gem's glow appears in a silt in his "helmet", giving the illusion of an eye preparing out.

 

[Cloud Nagasake]

Requisite

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|Name|


Kestral Carbonara


|Age|


77


|Gender|


Male


|Height|


(H) 5'6 (F)1 1/2


|Weight|


(H) 119 lbs. (F) 34 lbs.


|Blood Type|


O


|Complexion|


Peachy


|Handedness|


Ambidextrous


|Type|


Fairy


|Sexuality|


Homosexual


|Are you free or not|


Absolutely Not


|Gem Location & Color|


Located on the center of his forehead and is portrayed as a Crimson Red gem
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"I've been told time and time again that being a slave was just a part of living, and that I, since birth was a slave to the human race. Every time I denied their believes I would receive nothing, but a brutal beating and the searing pain that emits from my gem caused by my master's mark that bonds us together. So who's to say humans will not harm you if they do not have their way?" Kestral

Personality

Kestral is a kind hearted boy with a selfless devotion to others, especially his master. However he does not have a slight sense of compassion for any human masters due to him constantly being passed from family master to family master who all treated him as if he was nothing but an object. After the numerous years of being struck and filled with the terror and pain from his master's mark and his gem, Kestral has lost all will and determination to escape the braces that chains him to the wall of captivity far from freedom and is very submissive towards those he interacts with. Though he can come off as a bit awkward and easily frightened, he still carries a decent heart and a loving personality towards other mythical beings who are in the same situation as he is.

Abilities

Levitation~All of Kestral's family members can hover and fly through the air without having to use their legs for transportation.


Spiritual Energy Channeling~For centuries this is what the humans assumed what made these creatures so fascinating and more mystical than others. This ability is commonly and usually seen only within the Fairy type mythical beings within the world and is basically when the Fairy is causing his/her aura to become visible to the naked eye and allows them to manipulate it, shape it and even utilize is as a way to regenerate/heal, Kestral uses his aura for both combat and recovery. All Fairies are capable of such a mainstream magic with the use of spiritual essence and even more if one was to go beyond the traditional teachings.

Background

INFORMATION GOES HERE~!

Extra

Quotes:


"Why? Why have we been the one to fall to enslavement as the weaker and inferior species to humans?!"


"I will keep a promise to myself and vow to never turn against other mythicals."


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[Cloud Nagasake]

Prince Genesis

Requiste

"Everyone has their place within my kingdom. The superiors thrive and controls with great power over the weak and as for the weak they struggle to survive and survive only if they heed the commands of the higher authority and remain loyal to the throne." ~Prince Genesis

|Nicknames|Gen and /or Gene-to quickly agitate; pronounced like Jenny


|Age| Recently turned~19


|Gender|Male


|Birthday/Sign|April 8th, Aries


|Orientation|Heterosexual


|Height|5'9


|Weight|143 lbs.


|Blood Type|A-


|Complexion|Peachy


|Handedness|Left Handed


|Occupation|Prince


|Are you a master| Yes

Personality

Genesis is not quite the kind hearted prince everyone used to portray him as when he was a child. He had seemed to have lost any and all emotions of mercy and kindness and tends to turn a cold shoulder towards anyone he might not like or find useful right off the bat. many blame his tough childhood for his merciless actions, sarcastic gestures and cruel demeanor while others just accuse him for he way he is. He simply ignores those who are below him and doesn't think twice about telling someone no if that is what he means. No one has found out what makes Genesis laugh of smile for he is no one to be easily impressed or joked with, but it is fairly simple to find out what triggers his hostile and dangerous side.

Background

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The child whose blood runs royal red and spirit burns as bright as a Phoenix. The only child born to the lovely couple Emmaus (e-MAY-us) previous king of Irradel and father to the soul heir and Anastasia (ana-STAY-shia) former queen of Irradel and mother to the soul of to the King's throne. Young Prince Genesis, a handsome red haired and eyed boy with a kind heart and love for all living beings within the kingdom as loyal and trustworthy subjects. Though his naive mind had not yet grasped the astonishing new way to live for humans and mythical, and most sights of violence turned towards a mythical creature had slipped his mind as if nothing had happened. His birthday was coming up soon and Gen hadn't stopped asking his father for a pet for his gift. Emmaus was intrigued with his son's request and responded that he will have to think about it. This only had Genesis more excited than before.


The sun slipped over the horizon and birds could be heard singing from the window seal in Genesis' bedroom. His thirteenth birthday was today! Gen quickly leaped from his bed and grabbed a towel, washcloth and laid out his cloths for the day on his bed as he rushed off to the bathroom and closed the door behind him. After cleaning himself he swiftly dried himself off and began to pull his cloths, shoes and placed a necklace with a large Amber around his neck. He clasped the gem gently, it was a gift from his father on his twelfth birthday last year and he wore it everyday since for good luck.


He opened the door and came across one of his servants standing near his doorway, but did not stop to converse with her. "Good morning Miss Jewel." he stated as he rushed down the stairs with Miss Jewel walking behind him, though struggling to keep up with the boy's hyperactivity. He reached the bottom of the stairs and looked to the throne room were he could hear his father speaking to some men. "Father?" Gen called hoping his father would hear him. Emmaus had stopped talking and acknowledged his son as he ran towards him and leaped into his arm to be spun around once or twice.


"How have you been son?" He asked as he walked up the stairs leading to his throne chair and sat down in it, placing Genesis on his lap. "I have been good father, but I would be even better if I get that certain thing I had been hoping to get this year." He replied, hoping his father would catch his drift and respond with the right answer. "Hm? Oh really Hahaha, well now what was that 'certain thing' you were hoping for Genesis?" He asked, placing his hand on Gen's head. "Father I wanted a pet this year I told you that yesterday. Did you forget because of-" He paused to look back to the group of men setting up then looked back to his father and whispered in his ear. "Old age?" Emmaus chuckled at his son's curiosity and remarked in a known-it-all tone. "Oh Genesis, fifty-two is not technically old age." He stood up and began to do jumping jacks, but was forced to stop once his back bone popped loudly. "You see? I am practically in my prime-GWAAAH! Ok maybe no as fresh, but I am not old hehe." Genesis had smiled and laughed at his father's funny demonstration to prove he is still young and helped him stand up straight. "Thank's son, now how's about we get something to eat? Your mother should be up soon." He took his son's hand as they both began to walk out of the throne room and to the dining hall.


An hour past, Genesis, Emmaus and Anastasia had just finished breakfast and returned to the throne room. The lights were lit brightly and the red ribbons hung graciously from the window seals and the buffet table was set with yummy foods which centered a perfectly dressed chocolate layer cake. The entire room from corner to corner was decorated with matching colors and degsign. "Wow it's amazing!" Gen stated as he spun around twice to catch a glimpse of his surroundings. "It's all for you Genesis." The two exchanged sincere smiles in silence until hearing a sharp exhale from his mother, Anastasia. He had not said a word all morning, but she did occasionally show a few emotions every now and then. "Isn't it amazing mother?" Gen asked as he walked in front of her and gently picked up her sleeve from her robe. She gave him a smile and gently placed her hand on his shoulder. "Yes dear it's truly magnificent and I want you to have a great time today." She spoke in a calm, soothing, motherly tone. Gen nodded "Yes ma'am." His mother had departed early and his father had stepped closer to Gen. "I'll be leaving soon to see about your 'certain thing'." He shot a wink to the boy and it made him jump in excitement. "Really?! This will be a great day."


Emmaus nodded, "I give you my word." Gen raised an eyebrow and leaned forward a bit holding out his hand. "Promise?" "Yes, I Promise." He hugged Gen and let him run about within the throne hall until his little heart's content and he departed the room.


The sun was hung within the west, signaling it was getting close to the end of the day. Genesis had spent his entire afternoon running throughout the castle while first playing a game of hide and seek with Miss Jewel and then playing Scavenger which was him basically trying to find as many party decorations throughout the castle within a certain time limit. So far he has found ten to fifteen in every main location, the throne room, dining hall, corridor, and the outdoor garden. He later relaxed on his father's large throne chair and waited for him to return. Ten minutes past and Genesis had heard a group horses nearing the castle. He hopped out of the chair and ran to the nearest window to see a his father, and a group of men on horseback and three abnormally large cages which were covered in a big red cloths being hauled to the other side of the castle. "My present? Ah-my pet!" Filled with excitement he darted out of the throne and made his way towards the entrance gate where his father awaited him. "Welcome back father!" He shouted opening the gate so Emmaus could come inside. "Ah hello my boy, sorry it took so long we had a little accident and had to visit the doctor." He stated trying to conceal his bandaged arm from behind his robe. "Oh you're hurt, are you ok? Should I get Nurse Adelaide and Miss Jewel?"


Emmaus jumped a little. "Oh no no my boy let's not get those two invovled in my personal issues. They can occasionally go over board somethings, but let's keep that between us alright?" He said jokingly. He laughed a little but began to tug on his father's arm repeatedly. "So what pet did you get me? Tell me tell me tell me!" "Woah woah slow down Genesis that's my hurt arm heh. I don't want to spoil the surprise...could you perhaps wait until later." Genesis gave a pouty face and squeezed on his arm. "I waited too long already. Please?" Emmaus looked down to Gen and couldn't resist his little face. "Oh-alright, a quick peak! Follow my to the outdoor garden." "I know where it is follow me!" He took off leaving his father to jog slowly behind him. "Wait up son, you know i'm not exactly in my prime-I mean-not in my best shape." The man called out, somewhat out of breath.


"Wow father come look!" Gen shouted out from the garden his tone filled with joy. Gen had been looking at the two cages his father had brought back as they were uncovered. One cage had a large, slim, but mucular creature on the inside while the other cage which was alot bigger contained had a Phoenix in it, it was somewhat teeming with rage and fear as it's wings attempted to flap within it's captivity though it was upset and scaried, it had a certain air about it that made Genesis feel tranquil. Lost within it's magnificence and overwhelmed with the urge to pet it Genesis was silently at war with himself on whether he should heed his father's words to only look or go just beyond the point and comfort the mystical bird. "I think..." Genesis whispered as he extended one hand outward, slowly before continuing his statement. "I think you're the one." He spoke a bit louder for the bird to hear and it seemed to understand when he talked. It settled down and lowered it's head once Genesis' hand was through the cage and reaching closer to gently stroke it's beak, but his father had finally reached the spot where Genesis and the creatures were. "Oh Genesis, you just couldn't help yourself could you?" He thought while watching his son tendly rub the Phoenix's beak. He was a natural at containing the excitment and welling rage of this rare wild beast. He walked closer to his son and placed one hand on his shoulder and kneeled down. "Oh-sorry father I know you said only take a peak, but-" He was cut off short by his father. "No no Genesis don't you see what you have done? Your have a natural born gift to calm and sooth-I mean just look at what you have done to lead this unique beast to tranquility and the only beast known to be tamed by royalty for decades. Son you are destined for greatness. You have already made me so proud." He smiled and brought his son in close to hug him and he hugged back. "Dad...you have already made this a great birthday."


Many days had past when Genesis would go back to the garden and visit his Phoenix and present it with gifts like hand knitted accessories made by Miss Jewel, despite the bird couldn't wear any of them, but simple stared them down as the boy placed them in the cage. He would occasionally come by and talk to it by telling stories about his day or family heritage stories his father would always tell him at bedtime, it never made a sound, but seemed to enjoy the boys company despite his odd gifts. One day some of Genesis' closest friends had come from their homelands far to meet up with Gen for a "play date". His friends also came from a higher social class though only one was a princess.The Alexandria Twins from the northern region "Galathan",Princess Bella Argentenum from the southwest region "Lucarium", and Rex Prometheus and Skylos "Dominus" Prometheus from the eastern region, "Lusic". "Geez Genesis that must have been a lively party."One of the twins commented as the other gave a thumbs up with a grin before adding. "Yeah your lucky to be the only child, all of that just for yourself."Genesis just smiled sincerely and nodded to them both.


"You must have had a great-"


Alright, enough of this spill it Gene...


"Um...Rex I wasn't done speaking..."


"C'mon tell us what your dad got you as your gift. We know he let you see it early."


"Alright ok hang on I gotta ask father."


Gene and his friends all walked in a bunch until they got closer to Genesis' father who was strolling through the hallway after leaving the dining hall. "Hello father my friends and I were wondering if we could see my pet?" Wait...he got you a pet?!Rex whispered in shock and awe and showing a little sign of jealousy. "Well I don't know..." He though as he stroked his chin and began a thinking expression. "Oh please father we just wanna take a look." "Haha oh ok I suppose I could let you just be careful alright?" They all replied "Yes'sir" and ran off towards the outdoor garden and made their way towards the cages. The particular spot that imprisoned the Phoenix was brightly illuminated with red and orange lights and the bird was sound asleep.


"Oh my gods, he got you a Phoenix?!" "No way." "No fair is more like it..." "What about these other two cages?" Rex commented while pointing to the other shadowed cages, filling everyone else around with curiosity as big as the sea. "Oh father gave me a choice between three different creatures, but I picked the Phoenix. I'll see about these other two." Genesis replied. He had taking a few steps closer to the cage on the far end and looked deep within it's darkness. Nothing looked to be there until Genesis stuck his hand into the cage and at the last minute noticed a bright ruby red color flash from the darkness.


"Come on out I won't hurt yo-" The creature within the cage had extended it's red claws and had taking a big swipe at Gen's hand, taking off his skin on the back of his hand, causing a large spill of blood to waste upon the inside of the cage. Bella had screamed and fell back to Rex while the twin stepped closer to catch Genesis who was in so much pain and paranoia he couldn't even bring himself to scream, or speak, but all he could do was hold his bleeding hand and attempt to control his stream of tears. Skylos had ran out of the garden and back to the throne room where he addressed the king about his son's accident and later notified the servants and medic to follow the two back to the garden. "Oh my son what happened? Where is he?" Over here sir. Skylos said leading the king and the two females behind him to the scene. Once Emmaus had gotten close enough he knelt down next to Gen and lifted up his arm to reveal his badly wounded hand. "Oh my-who did this?!" He bellowed looking to the other children standing around as they pointed to the cage that had a paw with large sharp claws hanging out from the bars. It had revealed it's red shining gem. "Someone had already made this beast his or her slave...but who would conquer this creature just to harm my son?" He thought to himself, having many ideas as to who it was he decided to remain silent, not wanting to alarm the kids on such a big deal base on this situation. Emmaus looked to the servant and medic and they seemed to have a very clear understanding of what has happened. He gestured the two to take Genesis away while he rounded up the kids and taken them back to the throne room.


Miss Jewel and Nurse Adelaide had taken Genesis to his room and sat him down on his bed while they dressed his wounds. "Ow ow ow-it burns!" Gen whined still letting tears run down his cheeks. No need to be afraid dear prince you pain will ease very soon I promise." The nurse spoke in a motherly tone as she pulled a bandage wrap and began to wrap it around his hand.What were you doing messing with the other mythic-ah I mean other pets?" Ms.Jewel asked as she picked up a safety pin and stuck it in a secure spot after the nurse had wrapped it. "Rex was wondering what was in that cage and I didn't know either so I wanted to bring it out. Did I do something wrong?" After hearing the prince's explanation they looked to each other, feeling the exact same amount of sympathy and compassion for the boy wanting to impress his friends. "Oh Prince I wish there was an adult with you all to watch and make sure no harm was to come to you I feel as though we are to blame for- Ms.Jewel had stopped to look to the bedroom door as it opened slowly, but forcefully as Queen Anastasia walked in with a innocent, sweet look on her face. She looked to the servant girl and asked her to lock the door behind her and stay in with them. Without hesitation Ms.Jewel did as she was told and returned to her spot next to the nurse and Genesis, the three could tell that something wasn't right due to his mother's strange behavior and they were quite wary of her abusive side. Anastasia began to walk towards Adelaide and placed her hand into her robe pocket and swiftly brought it back out holding a large piece of metal holding it with seemingly professionalism and expertise, this made the room grown tense and without first warning...


Screams from Ms.Jewel could be heard throughout the hall, but it was quickly hushed by a odd splat sound. This alerted the nearby guards and forced them to react quickly. Breaking the door open and witnessing the homicide with blood splatters on the floor on the bodies of Ms.Jewel and Nurse Adelaide and a little on the cheek of Genesis. One of the guards couldn't hold in his lunch as the odor from the room waft towards them both. The queen had little Gen up against a corner holding his face close to hers as she whispered to him addressed in a calm tone, her eyes teeming with insanity. She spoke nonsense such as "Such a beautiful child you are, but beauty comes with a large price. You know that don't you?..." She asked, but seeing Gen all shook up and greatly frightened made her loose it. "DON'T YOU!?" She shouted as she grabbed his face with her hand letting her nails pinch his soft skin for a moment. "Y-yes!" Gen whimpered beginning to well up with more tears and letting them fall to the floor. "Don't cry, don't don't cry deary...who's mommy's most beloved mistake? You are-yes you are." She replied in a calm, but crazed manner as she pulled him close but quickly pushes him away. Gen had never been so afraid in his life, he was traumatized and tremendously shook with terror as he continuously cried.


The guards couldn't take the madness display any longer and quickly removed Genesis from his maniac mother the cause had already delivered it's effect onto Genesis for now he could feel the joy and every inch of happiness that was once within him just leave with every tear, which made him feel worst. The day of his mother's decision to loose it was the day Genesis hadn't smiled nor waved goodbye or even look to his friends once they left or smiled. Emmaus had called a city meeting to alert the citizens of Irradel about the death of the queen to to the rest of the kingdom to cover up what really happened to her that afternoon...


FOUR YEARS AHEAD...


Genesis had woke from his slumber, once again another nightmare of his mother, which was now a common thing for him to have along with waking up drenched in sweat and seeking breathable oxygen. He had not though a single thing, but simply rose up from his bed and grabbed a towel & washcloth from his closet and headed to the bathroom. While in the bathroom had just stood there, letting the warm water hit his lowered head as he leaned on one arm on the wall. He was crying, but it was difficult to tell since the water dripped in the same direction as his tears and he had not sniffled or showed any signs of doing such a thing. He stopped the water and grabbed the burgundy towel that hung over the rack and wrapped it around his waist to exit the shower. He stood in front of the mirror, hair dripping, eyes red and heart rate increased drastically, he was beginning to feel an uneasy feel of anger and the immense weight of blame. He grabbed hold of a glass cup on the counter and threw it to the wall shattering it and all of it's contents. His father was outside his bedroom door once he heard the shattering sound and quickly ran inside and looked to the bathroom to see his son standing in the center of the bathroom, shaking with rage and face twitching with sadness. Emmaus quickly made his way over to his son and knelt down to catch and hug his son once he fell to his knees. "Son..." He spoke holding Genesis close, not minding his wet body and head. "W-why!? Why did she have to loose herself to insanity and temptation? Why father, tell me why!" He shouted, despite his voice was breaking and heart was broken as he bombarded his father with numerous questions and commands to answer his questions in a dramatic tone. He couldn't stand the idea of his mother being gone for this long and he couldn't stand being so stressed out for this long. "Genesis, I-" Interrupted by Genesis. "I have been waking up from horrid nightmares of that woman every night and I just-I just...I can't father...I need." Emmaus placed his hand on the back of Gen's head and laied it down on his shoulder. "Shshsh, Gen I know your in pain, I know what your mother did traumatized you and I know you probably cannot live down what you've been through, but i'm telling you that you must continue your days as a prince and show some pride. We cannot crumble under the weight of such a thing nor can we let it get in the way of out daily lives. Anastasia was not good to you or me for that matter." Emmaus tried his hardest to comfort and sooth his son with his words of advice, but it didn't seem to get to him as he expected it too. "Father...your wrong...you cannot know my pain, you have never experienced what I have and I will never live it down! My suffering...will not be shared between us." He replied, his voice trembling, but stern with a cold hearted tone. He loosened the grip of his father and stood up to leave the bathroom, ignoring the broken glass as he walked through the door leaving his father on his knees completely in shook and confusion as to what he was going to do next...


Genesis had taken a seat on his bed, to dry off his chest and head after putting on black pants with a dark red belt. He disregarded his father when he walked out of the room and remained seated until he was completely out of his sight. Afterwards he made his way over to a small desk which held his necklace and a small box wrapped and decorated with a burgundy ribbon. It was a present his great grandfather gave him many years ago and told not to open until he was mature enough. He had forgotten all about it. Hesitantly he extended his hand towards the box and pulled the ribbon off causing the wrapping to unfold and reveal a a black paper back book which had the words "???????????? ?????????" which meant Master's Journal. He couldn't imagine what was inside the book until he flipped to the first page and began reading. It had recorded studies from the last king before his father who had a researcher write down different creature studies who were captivated and turned in to...slaves for human uses. He was amazed by what had happened in the past and once he had came across a page that stated ???????????? ?????????, meaning Taming the Beast, his eyes had locked onto every word as he slowly read over it and repeating the printed text out loud. "??? ???? ??????? , ???????? ??? ????? ???? ??? ??? ???? ???? ??? . ?? ??? ????????? ?? ???? ?? ??? ??? ??? ????? ??? , ???? ?? ????? ??? ???..." It didn't click in, but the phrase began to tingle his lips and influenced a potential mistake or a stroke of good luck.


He looked to the desk once more, picked up his amber charm necklace. "This should do..." He clenched the necklace and rushed out of his bedroom, shirtless and within five minutes made his way to the garden where his caged Phoenix was kept. "I need you..."He spoke, addressing the bird in a cool, but somewhat crazed tone. "I knew you were special when I first saw you...now I need your uniqueness." He walked closer and brought out his necklace and opened his book to his previous page. "Don't move..." He begun by first taking the gem apart from the necklace and placed it gently on the back of the Phoenix's neck and looked it in the eyes before stepping back and witnessing the sudden change in it's appearance, from a graceful, ignited bird to a human female with long pink hair, sky blue eyes and appearing bare naked. Genesis quickly averted his eyes and looked to one of his father's Gunnera plant leaves. He tore off the giant leave and brought it through the cage and placed it on top of her body, but exposed the gem that seemed to have sinked in with her skin. He touched it, remembering how the book told him to enslave a creature after the first step and he began to utter the phrase once more. "??? ???? ?????, ?? ?????? ??? ????? ???? ??? ??? ???? ???? ??? . ?? ??? ????????? ?? ???? ?? ??? ??? ??? ????? ??? , ?? '???? ?? ????? ??? ???..." A hazel colored mist began to wave around his arm and engrave a mark the same color as the Amber gem into his wrist. He looked over the instructions once more to insure he had done it correctly and sharply exhaled with relieve. "It's over now...are you awake?" He asked as he placed his hand on her head and stroked her straight hair, waiting for her to turn and acknowledge him. "What do you call yourself?"

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Quotes

"Heed my commands or face the consequences of your wrongdoings through my blade."


"Do not squander within the throne room, begone with you and your filth."


"Listen closely my pets when I say Do Not Fail Me..."

Spoiler

 

[Rigel]

Jing (?)

Appearance

Age: 45 (appears ~16)


Type: Nekomata (two-tailed cat demon)


Sexuality: Demisexual


Human Appearance:


Height: 165cm (5' 5")


Weight 55kg (~121 lb)


Magical Creature Appearance:


Gender: Male

Powers, Status and Personality

Powers:


- Heals at a fast rate at the cost of having to rest and/or eat after bad injuries (e.g. eye getting torn out, etc.)


- Agile and fast, can run (unsustained) up to 43 mph (~69 km/h) in creature form, 35 mph (~57km/h) in human form.


Are you free or not: Enslaved (Please pair me with someone)


Gem colour and location: Purple amethyst, on the back of neck


Personality: Quiet and obedient, Jing will do anything for his Master. Normally rather docile, when he fights it is like a switch is flicked and he will literally tear his opponent(s) to pieces. In his mind he is secretly pretty judgemental of others.

Bio

Jing has never known freedom. He grew up in a cage next to an older bakeneko in a similar situation, and they were trained to fight once obedience to their Master was beaten into them (quite literally). When they turned 10, they were sold off to a new Master. When they turned 15, their Master started entering them into pit fights, where failure meant death. They never lost a match, returning after each battle with bloodied claws and fangs. Then, when they turned 18, their Master pitted them against each other because he did not want to have keep the two of them, as it took up too many resources for his tastes. The bakeneko hesitated, so Jing tore his throat out.


"Why?... Because I exist to serve, to obey my Master in all things."


His Master praised him for the first time that night, and gave him his name. Since then he has been serving his Master obediently in return for the praise given. Now he follows his Master around while collared, the collar only being loosened when he is to fight. He has never really interacted with another of his kind apart from the bakeneko, and he doesn't talk much. He believes he deserves to be beaten whenever he fails and when he sees other Masters treating their 'pets' otherwise, he is silently scornful of them for being weak.


His Master is his sole reason to live.

Extras

Jing always lands on his feet when falling/jumping.


His fingernails in human form are stronger and sharper than normal humans', enough to rip through flesh.


His name is written to mean 'Crystal'.

 

[slim]

~Mireille Marquette~
Appearance:

Age : 21


Gender : female


Sexuality: heterosexual


Occupation: Travelling merchant


Are you a Master or not: no


Personality: Years of living alone made her independent and unreliant on anyone else but herself. Learning most things the hard way had taught her to be very aware of her surroundings and to notice every small detail; a dent in a sword, a flick of grass. For the most part, she is quiet, the type to go completely unnoticed, but when she does speak, her graciousness and manners keeps her on good terms with anyone she meets. But, having had to build herself a place in society from scraps has had their impact on her. She's become a good liar, a quick thinker and a natural actor, but she still has the morals her father taught her too long ago. She only uses her bad points for good.


Bio: As a child, Mireille had only her father. Her mother died of unknown causes in years she was too young to remember and so, the only warmth she ever knew was her father's chest as he sat her in front of him on his horse whenever he went on expeditions. When she turned 7 and began studies, her father intrusted her care to a friend of his who's family took her in as another daughter while her father continued his expeditions. He would soon pass away in an accident during his travels, leaving his 10-year-old daughter an orphan.


Like her father, she was not an indoor person, constantly itching to explore the uninhabited land around her foster home. Many nights, the little girl would come home past bed time caked in dirt and grime from whatever adventure she went on, a building habit that gnawed at the nerves of her foster family.


On her 13th birthday, following a trail of knocked-down trees and upturned earth, she happened upon a grove where a mighty beast lay, covered in blood and dirt from path it dragged itself down. A Wyvern, she would later recognize it as, a young male wyvern a few years out of the nest. One with gold eyes so bright, intelligent and full of life, eyes that she would never forget. He had let the little human girl near him, resigned to wait for death rather than struggle on. Hunters had tracked him and had tried to bring him down to be captured, but he fought to be free and escaped, at the cost of his wings, as during the scuffle, one of the hunters had sliced right through the leather and bone of his right wing, completely severing it from his body. He would never fly again.


He knew he would die, so when the little girl approached him, he did nothing. When she reached out and gently touched his snout, he did nothing. When she bandaged him with what little she knew in first aid, he did nothing. It was only on the 3rd day did he realize he wasn't dying. The little girl returned everyday bearing offerings of cupcakes, apples and toast, anything she could slip from the breakfast table. He accepted her offerings probably due to starvation. They weren't necessarily nutritious for a wyvern, but food was food. One day, she had taken her little journal with her and, as the wyvern ate her latest offering, she sat across from silently sketching him int her journal in rugged strokes of charcoal. Though curious, he had not made a move from his spot, watching her with inquisitive eyes as she sketched, a little ritual that happened everyday, and many times, she'd run over excitedly and show him her works of art.


Without noticing, their silent interactions had started something fateful.


Days grew into months and it was on one night that panic arose in the household when the little girl didn't come home. Guards were sent out to track her and found her nesteled against the tail of the great beast, sound asleep, but that was not what they saw. They saw a beast that had attacked her and left her unconscious, preparing to make the final blow. Panic grew as the beast woke and, in an attempt to scare the beast away, they lit torches, accidentally setting the grove on fire. Trees crackled and crumbled under the heat and she awoke only to hear the crack of an ancient old tree, see the trunk falling down towards her, smell the smoke of the fire and then, feel the warmth of a leather wing wrap around her, before.... Blackness.


She lay in a coma for 4 months. When she did wake, she remembered nothing of the past 5 years. She remembered not her adventures, the grove nor the silent beast who saved her life. Her mind was blank as she sat up in the bed, gazing around, at the window, the door, then the single wyvern wing incased in glass in the corner of the room.


It was 3 years later that she found her old journal while packing up to leave her foster family for good. It was burnt at the edges but still in fairly good condition. She looked through page after page of drawings of this beautiful creature, trying to remember a life she forgot. She smiled when she gently stroked the wyvern in the picture, but couldn't understand why. All she knew, was that this beautiful creature was important to her, an she learnt to protect the creatures of magic, that were misunderstood, even though she did not understand what motivated her to do so. To this day, she protects them.


And to this day, with her journal as the only thing to prove he existed, she still looks for that beautiful one-winged wyvern whenever she entered the wild. She still looks for him, the truest friend she didn't remember she had and who she will never find on the face of the earth again.


Extras: Her name means Miracle.

Name: Golgori Orith, Gol for short.
Age: 19 by golem standards, 190 by human


Type: Golem


Sexuality: Heterosexual


Human Appearance:

Magical Creature Appearance:

Gender: male in human form. Golems inherently don't have genders


Are you free or not: no


If you are enslaved, where is your gem located and what color: The gem is an emerald green, located in his left eye. He has no pupil in in this eye, the gem taking place of the iris


Personality: Gol is a very submissive and conservative person. He doesn't like to share his opinions,nor does he care to get into arguments. However, combat is something He is rather skilled at. Don't underestimate him,especially when he's "unsealed"


Bio: (bonus points if it makes me tear up)


" why do you live?"


"Why does it matter?"


"I want to know"


"..."


"Please?"


"...I...I don't know...I'm just...Here..."


This only made the girl frown, seemingly disappointed with his answer.


"...why do you...survive?"


"I don't. I live"


"There's a difference?"


"Of course! It's like night and day!"


This earned a silent glance to the girl at his side


"To survive, your just here. No purpose. No reason. You just move along, doing nothing of importance. To live...to live, your happy. You do something. You do things that change the way people look at you, and how people look at the world. You have a reason. A reason that drives you every day."


After afew moments of silence,the giant spoke again


"...what is your reason?"


And the girl's answer would ring in his thoughts for years to come. She simply looked at him, and gave a cheerful smile


"Because I can"


Golgori wasn't very social. Golem were solitary by nature. So to become so attached to this...human. it had thrown everyone in a loop. Most thought he was threatening the girl to see him, or her village would be destroyed. A far fetched idea,but the rumor spread and held. That wasn't the case. The girl...she gave him another perspective. She let him see how these humans thought. And it fascinated him. He didn't talk much. He simple sat,and listened as she spoke. She would go on and on,telling about her day,or a dream she had,or something happening far away. His only words were simple questions,to understand her better. Then...we'll then that simple conversation happened. Couldn't have taken ten minutes,but apparently that's all you need to change someone's mind. The next day, it was the Golem that came to her. He strode through the small village,and found himself kneeling at her door. She could only smile at him as she opened the window. It was then the village saw something that baffled them more than the Golem and the girl.


"See that timber over there?" The girl simply pointed to the side"it needs to be moved across the village,to the lumber yard."


And with that,the village watched in awe as the giant hoisted the lumber over its shoulder, and marched on. This became a regular thing. Every day,the stone giant walked into town,and every day, he was given instructions to improve it. First simply moving material,then he actually began to build,lining the dirt roads with stone for easier movement, and arch ways for decorations. Quickly,with the Golem's help,the small village became a thriving community. Traders began to regularly come through, and the town only grew. Eventually, the Golem was a part of the once small village. They greeted him as he worked, and he returned the gesture. They even began to help with the more detailed jobs. He would set the base,and they would work the textures and designs. They dug trenches and waterways, filled farms, and within a year the small village was comparable to a ancient city. However, it wasn't to last for the cheerful community. One day, the royal guard passed through. They had been on a job away from the castle,and had been returning. But while there, an accident occurred. A child,injured. It wasn't anything serious. But with the Golem kneeling to see if he was alright,the guards took the wrong idea. Immediately, they left,heading even fast. When they arrived,they didn't tell the king news of their mission. They told him of a Golem terrorizing a village...


The Golem came peacefully, willingly being restrained and marched back. But then...someone messed up. The girl,his friend, attempted to stop them. She pushed and screamed at them to release the giant. When one of the guard got tired of it,He threw her away. When she landed,they all expected her to get back up and continue...she didn't. Having gotten nervous of the now tense beast behind them,One checked the girl. A stone. Her head hit a stone.


"...she's dead sir..."


Honestly, something broke in the beast that day. It took reinforcements to the thirty men they already had to finally subdue the raging monster. Many died in its rampage. Some think it wasn't even the guards that took it down. Some thing it just stopped,and let itself be taken. Some think exaughstion was the culprit, but nobody truly knows...


Wronged by humans, befriended by humans, loved by humans. All these things are possible. That's why Gol can't hate them. Its natural. But the corrupt guard. He truly hates them,with every ounce of his being.


But even though,through the pain,anger,and misery he lives through,He keeps going. All because of one humans words.


Why do you live?


"Because I can"


Extras: Gol is a savage fighter. While capable of generating a sword and shield for himself, He can tear a drake apart with his bare hands.


The gem's glow appears in a silt in his "helmet", giving the illusion of an eye peering out.

Accepted! Both of these are amazing. bonus points

 

[Yaoke Saint]

Cerberus

Name;; Cerberus


Age;; about 400 years


Type;; Demon


Gender;; Varies


Sexuality;; Varies


Powers;; The right head can breath fire, the middle head blows tornado force winds, and the breath of the left freezes things. (If you want me to make a weakness or drawback or just change it,I would be happy to come up with something!


Are you Free or Not?;; No, mark is [insert color here] and on the back of the neck of the middle head.


Personality;; Each head is different.





Bio;; "We don't remember much from the old days. We were single-minded, with only one purpose in life. We guarded the gates of death. On the bank of the river, that was Our home. We were strong there, keeping the living and dead alike in their place. Our mouths roared with the authority of gods, eyes glowed with pure malice to any who would dare try and defy the ultimate laws of the universe. But those days are gone, and a new age has arisen. We sat there, on the bank of the river, taking a nap. It had been a long stretch without much traffic between the worlds of death and life. It was Our first nap since a long time, and We were ever so sleepy. Such a shame We slept for 100 years. When We awoke, Our heads rested not on black sand, but on green grass, bright and alive. We recloiled at this, and upon lurching to Our feet, took Our first breath. We had been reborn! We felt alive, for the first time. But this came with a price. We also felt vulnerable, no longer the gargantuan, mountain-moving force of nature We had been. Instead, We were about the size of three horses, a creature we had encountered sometimes by the gates, abandoned by their masters in death. And as We looked up at the unfamiliar sun, a head eclipsed it, creating a halo. This was Our new master, but We did not know at the time. But We knew something was coming as strange words slipped from their mouth, and a burning sensation filled the area about Our neck, and We became I. We had had no chance to stop them, or even growl. We were weakened with life, however opposite that may sound. But it was too late, the Others were gone, replaced by Me. I could feel Them, their strange new hearts beating away in Me. My body was strange, human and naked, like the lost souls We had watched over for all of our years. A rough blanket was thrown over Me, covering my nakedness. I heard a voice, calling, calling, asking for a name.


And so it began."

Kyro

Name;; Cerbeus may sometimes take on this human form, Kyro


Gender;; Male


Sexuality;; Asexual


Powers;; In this form, Cerberus can control any coldness or forms of frozen substances that already exist. He is also immune to all forms of cold that may damage him.


Personality;; Kyro is usually angry, angry at just about anything. He will never strike out against anything though, unless there is a real need. He can perservere through whatever he sets forward, no matter how long it may take. Kyro is also very stubborn, and will not take no for an answer, unless it is his master, of course. And even then he will push to get what he wants. Despite all of this he is a remarkably lazy person. He will not fight unless properly motivated, will not help you unless there is a real reason, and won't "get the f*** off his a** to do some G*d d*amned work for a single f****** day of his miserable f****** life."

Iros

Name;;

Cerberus may sometimes take on this human form, Iros


Gender;;


Male


Sexuality;;


Heterosexual


Powers;;


In this form, Cerberus is supernaturally strong. Like, really, really strong. He is also resistant to all physical based attacks.


Personality;;


Iros is a calm individual. Nothing can faze him, and his confidence fills a room, making everyone want to look over and follow whatever quiet commands he issues. He may seem to be lazy on the surface, but is actually filled with purpose and will listen to any who have the courage to come up to him. He is a warm and gentle person, great with the kids. You should ask him to babysit some time. But when he is given a command, a purpose, he will stay for a thousand years if that is what it takes to complete it.
​

Fotia

Name;; Cerberus may sometimes take on this human form, Fotia


Gender;; Female


Sexuality;; Homosexual


Powers;; In this form, Cerberus may control any flames or heated substances that already exist. She is also immune to all forms of heat that may damage her.


Personality;; A word used to describe Folia would be "liability". She is pretty crazy, wanting to find some souls to burn or just anything to burn, really. Her laughter is quite infectious, reverberating throughout the area and sometimes is a cackling sound that will send a shiver down anybodies spine. She often bounces around, her bubbly personality coming through, and it looks like she is dancing to music that no one else can hear. Some people may think she is crazy, but her eyes are calculating and intelligent, usually accurately sizing people up just by looking at them.

 

[Crines]

Name: Mira Honeyheart


Appearance:

Spoiler

Age: 17


Gender: Female


Sexuality: Asexual.


Occupation: (Pit fight owner, store owner, soldier, etc): Travelling Merchant


Are you a master or not: (If you are I can pair you with someone unless you want to yourself vice versa). She might be? She'll be an overly energetic and doting master.


Personality: (Traits like cruel or kind, etc) Minumum sentences-4


Mira bubbles with reckless determination to become rich, encapsulated in an outwardly boisterous nature around people which discreetly-or not so discreetly, hides her yearning to become someone of significance. She'll be quite shrewd, keenly avoiding any sort of trouble unless there was an opportunity for her to profit.


Despite all that, Mira yearns for the company for another...fearing a lonesome life.


Bio: A typical peasant girl which came from a far-flung village to the sprawling capital of Irridel seeking fortune, , her parents were merchants as well which tutored her only for Mira to run away as she did wishing to carve her own path similarly to how her parents did. An aged wooden cart which has transverse much of the land will always be found near her.


Mira will be a human girl of around 5,3 ft, with brown eyes and luscious locks of blond hair.


Extras: None.

 

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Cerberus

Name;; Cerberus


Age;; about 400 years


Type;; Demon


Gender;; Varies


Sexuality;; Varies


Powers;; The right head can breath fire, the middle head blows tornado force winds, and the breath of the left freezes things. (If you want me to make a weakness or drawback or just change it,I would be happy to come up with something!


Are you Free or Not?;; No, mark is [insert color here] and on the back of the neck of the middle head.


Personality;; Each head is different.





Bio;; "We don't remember much from the old days. We were single-minded, with only one purpose in life. We guarded the gates of death. On the bank of the river, that was Our home. We were strong there, keeping the living and dead alike in their place. Our mouths roared with the authority of gods, eyes glowed with pure malice to any who would dare try and defy the ultimate laws of the universe. But those days are gone, and a new age has arisen. We sat there, on the bank of the river, taking a nap. It had been a long stretch without much traffic between the worlds of death and life. It was Our first nap since a long time, and We were ever so sleepy. Such a shame We slept for 100 years. When We awoke, Our heads rested not on black sand, but on green grass, bright and alive. We recloiled at this, and upon lurching to Our feet, took Our first breath. We had been reborn! We felt alive, for the first time. But this came with a price. We also felt vulnerable, no longer the gargantuan, mountain-moving force of nature We had been. Instead, We were about the size of three horses, a creature we had encountered sometimes by the gates, abandoned by their masters in death. And as We looked up at the unfamiliar sun, a head eclipsed it, creating a halo. This was Our new master, but We did not know at the time. But We knew something was coming as strange words slipped from their mouth, and a burning sensation filled the area about Our neck, and We became I. We had had no chance to stop them, or even growl. We were weakened with life, however opposite that may sound. But it was too late, the Others were gone, replaced by Me. I could feel Them, their strange new hearts beating away in Me. My body was strange, human and naked, like the lost souls We had watched over for all of our years. A rough blanket was thrown over Me, covering my nakedness. I heard a voice, calling, calling, asking for a name.


And so it began."

Kyro

Name;; Cerbeus may sometimes take on this human form, Kyro


Gender;; Male


Sexuality;; Asexual


Powers;; In this form, Cerberus can control any coldness or forms of frozen substances that already exist. He is also immune to all forms of cold that may damage him.


Personality;; Kyro is usually angry, angry at just about anything. He will never strike out against anything though, unless there is a real need. He can perservere through whatever he sets forward, no matter how long it may take. Kyro is also very stubborn, and will not take no for an answer, unless it is his master, of course. And even then he will push to get what he wants. Despite all of this he is a remarkably lazy person. He will not fight unless properly motivated, will not help you unless there is a real reason, and won't "get the f*** off his a** to do some G*d d*amned work for a single f****** day of his miserable f****** life."

Iros

Name;;

Cerberus may sometimes take on this human form, Iros


Gender;;


Male


Sexuality;;


Heterosexual


Powers;;


In this form, Cerberus is supernaturally strong. Like, really, really strong. He is also resistant to all physical based attacks.


Personality;;


Iros is a calm individual. Nothing can faze him, and his confidence fills a room, making everyone want to look over and follow whatever quiet commands he issues. He may seem to be lazy on the surface, but is actually filled with purpose and will listen to any who have the courage to come up to him. He is a warm and gentle person, great with the kids. You should ask him to babysit some time. But when he is given a command, a purpose, he will stay for a thousand years if that is what it takes to complete it.
​

Fotia

Name;; Cerberus may sometimes take on this human form, Fotia


Gender;; Female


Sexuality;; Homosexual


Powers;; In this form, Cerberus may control any flames or heated substances that already exist. She is also immune to all forms of heat that may damage her.


Personality;; A word used to describe Folia would be "liability". She is pretty crazy, wanting to find some souls to burn or just anything to burn, really. Her laughter is quite infectious, reverberating throughout the area and sometimes is a cackling sound that will send a shiver down anybodies spine. She often bounces around, her bubbly personality coming through, and it looks like she is dancing to music that no one else can hear. Some people may think she is crazy, but her eyes are calculating and intelligent, usually accurately sizing people up just by looking at them.

Name: Mira Honeyheart
Appearance:

Spoiler

Age: 17


Gender: Female


Sexuality: Asexual.


Occupation: (Pit fight owner, store owner, soldier, etc): Travelling Merchant


Are you a master or not: (If you are I can pair you with someone unless you want to yourself vice versa). She might be? She's be an overly energetic and doting master.


Personality: (Traits like cruel or kind, etc) Minumum sentences-4


Mira bubbles with reckless determination to become rich, encapsulated in an outwardly boisterous nature around people which discreetly-or not so discreetly, hides her yearning to become someone of significance. She'll be quite shrewd, keenly avoiding any sort of trouble unless there was an opportunity for her to profit.


Despite all that, Mira yearns for the company for another...fearing a lonesome life.


Bio: A typical peasant girl which came from a far-flung village to the sprawling capital of Irridel seeking fortune, , her parents were merchants as well which tutored her only for Mira to run away as she did wishing to carve her own path similarly to how her parents did. An aged wooden cart which has transverse much of the land will always be found near her.


Mira will be a human girl of around 5,3 ft, with brown eyes and luscious locks of blond hair.


Extras: None.


Accepted!

 

[The Fluffiest Floof]

P E R S O N A

Tina is a night type, struggling to stay awake during the morning. At night her personality sharpens due to her being a shadow. Tina is relying on caffeine tablets to stay awake during the day when in human form. Her shadow form will never be tired. She has no form of hesitation when following orders, though she dislikes killing. Tina is very loyal.


On the other hand, Tina still is a child. With a person she trusts, she will be open, lively and happy.
​

Creature Appearance

R E Q U I S I T E


Name:


Tenebrae Noctis


Nickname:


Tina


Gender:


Female


Type:


Shadow


Sexuality:


Heterosexual


Age:


For a shadow 14, for humans 145

S L A V E

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Informations

Free:


No


Gem Location:


Stomach


Gem Color:


Blue


Master:


Match me

Powers

Shadow Manipulation


The ability to actively create, form and use shadows on will.


Dissolve


The ability to dissolve to shadows and reappear at any wanted spot in sight


From the Shadows


The ability to vanish completely when standing in shadows

B I O G R A P H Y

​

Tina´s life had always been the life of a slave. The shadow never remembered her parents, as she got stolen by demons very early. Being raised by them as a servant, Tina learned to obey and follow. Disobedience was punished cruelly. Tina lived like that, not minding being a slave as she never knew else. When the demons got raided by humans, Tina got captured. She got enslaved by humans, continuing her lifestyle just as before. Freedom always had been a word that fascinated her, but she never even dreamed of it. For her, it was a myth.

 

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P E R S O N A

Tina is a night type, struggling to stay awake during the morning. At night her personality sharpens due to her being a shadow. Tina is relying on caffeine tablets to stay awake during the day when in human form. Her shadow form will never be tired. She has no form of hesitation when following orders, though she dislikes killing. Tina is very loyal.


On the other hand, Tina still is a child. With a person she trusts, she will be open, lively and happy.
​

Creature Appearance

R E Q U I S I T E


Name:


Tenebrae Noctis


Nickname:


Tina


Gender:


Female


Type:


Shadow


Sexuality:


Heterosexual


Age:


For a shadow 14, for humans 145

S L A V E

no slide

no slide

Powers

Shadow Manipulation


The ability to actively create, form and use shadows on will.


Dissolve


The ability to dissolve to shadows and reappear at any wanted spot in sight


From the Shadows


The ability to vanish completely when standing in shadows

B I O G R A P H Y

​

Tina´s life had always been the life of a slave. The shadow never remembered her parents, as she got stolen by demons very early. Being raised by them as a servant, Tina learned to obey and follow. Disobedience was punished cruelly. Tina lived like that, not minding being a slave as she never knew else. When the demons got raided by humans, Tina got captured. She got enslaved by humans, continuing her lifestyle just as before. Freedom always had been a word that fascinated her, but she never even dreamed of it. For her, it was a myth.

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Accepted!