The Fight for Danmoru (Semi-Lit, Accepting)

[jpano96]

(I'll make a guy)

Rasputin Cross



Name : Rasputin

Age : 23

Gender : Male

Race : Vampire

Appearance : Rasputin has dark medium long hair. He has big hands for a vampire and his eyes are a crystal blue. He has a dark look about him, and he looms over people with his large height (6 ft 6). He constantly has silver armor on, no matter where he goes because he hates getting robbed or back stabbed. He has a muscular body and sharp teeth.

Personality : Rasputin is a quiet guy, but don't let that confuse you with shyness. He's rather honorable and fights for justice when it needs it. He has a huge respect for living things and feels bad always when he has to kill. It might stick with him for awhile after if the killing was of an innocent person. He plays by the rules for the most time and he likes being informed of the next move. Hes never really rude, but will be straight to the point.

History : Rasputin was born in the woods. His mother died at birthing and his father raised him in the cabin. Every day, his father would teach him the ways of a knight and the pride and honor they had. His role models where the knights of fairy tales and he always wanted to be one when he grew up. When old enough, his father gave him his suit of armor and Rasputin has kept very good care of it. Not even more then a month ago his father died of old age and Rasputin lives on his own.

Powers : Better reflexes then most people.

Preferred Weapon : Sword

Pets/Animals Darim (One of left)

Other :

[Cuckoo]

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[Cuckoo]

.:Lucas:.

Lucas looked down into the water surrounding the castle, his brow furrowed as he watched the light from the setting sun play and dance across the surface. He had been raised and trained his entire life for this, knew what he had to do and why. But that wasn’t the problem. The problem was how? As he had rode into the clearing and looked up at the imposing castle the daunting task set before him suddenly hit him with full force. Yes this was where his great grandfather and the many fathers before him had ruled, but this was the first time Lucas had ever set eyes on it. Did he really belong here? Did he have any more right to it than anyone else? He shook his head and rose from his kneeled position, absently resting one hand on the shoulder of his faithful horse Xander. He couldn’t think like that, he couldn’t afford it. People depended on him to right one hundred years of wrongs; this had been his fathers and grandfathers dying wishes. He had to do this, and do it right. With a sigh he reached down and rested his hand on the hilt of his sword, shining gold encrusted with gems and diamonds, passed down through the generations, the symbol of royalty, and a heavy weight on his shoulders. He took one more long look at the castle before he swung onto his horse and turned him to the east. It was time to see what 100 years of abuse and neglect had done to his kingdom.

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[Aniki]

Aisha D'Arcy | Witch | Danmoru

Aisha D’Arcy walked out of the Forest of Danmoru smiling to herself. Her basket was over flowing with fresh herbs and empty bottles the Centaurs had collected over the past weeks since her last visit. Aisha was one of the few ‘humans’ to be allowed to enter the Centaur’s main campsite or even to walk within the Forest of Danmoru without having to worry about what lurks within the Forest.

Her small cottage was only a few more paces away as she slowed down looking towards the west. The D’Arcy’s land was located right by the border of the Forest and the rest of the kingdom. Well more like between the two. It wasn’t rare to see travellers coming from east of her cottage, but having someone come into the kingdom from west of her cottage was abnormal. Not wanting to risk another run in with the Avenen royal police, Aisha rushed to the door of her cottage. Standing on her front porch, head held high with pride and strength, she waited to see who was approaching.

[gloaming]

Sebastian stalked along the bank of the river swinging his sword around. He carried a fishnet woven from vines he'd found on the edge of the forest. He reached an area where the bank jutted out into the river. He put his sword down, pulled off his cloak and shirt, put his valuables with them and waded into the icy water holding his home-made net.
After a little while he waded out, three fish in hand. "Now all I need is a place to cook them." He muttered to himself as he pulled on his clothes. He picked up the rest of his stuff and wandered off into the forest searching for a good place to start a fire and rest.

[careless reality]

Ahead, jutting out from the moist swampy ground lay a large rock. Brynn grinned and dashed over to it acting like a child who had just woke up on Christmas day to find the Christmas tree overstuffed with toys. She jumped up on it and pumped her fist into the air. "I claim this rock as mine!" She told the sky with a slight giggle, she was acting like a total goof-ball, a child. The real Brynn. She hated acting with total seriousness, made her feel to grown up. She was only 20, she had the rights to act how ever she pleased. Plus she was alone in the woods... Right? Her smile faded, the thought of the chances of someone, watching her from behind a tree silenced her. She scanned the surrounding trees, searching for anything that did not belong. Nothing. She smiled once again before she settled down on the edge of the rock, simplily watching the clouds drift by.

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Farah GoldenBurg

Farah rubbed her finger along the edge of her dagger. Needs touching up She thought as she tried to cut but the blade was to dull to do so. She lazily slid out of her corner, landing on her right foot with a dainty swing of her hips without noticing it. The darkness masked her face well as she stepped onto the sidewalk hesitantly. She had been here her whole life, but it still made her on edge. She swung her arms, walking down the street to a loud commotion. "Hmmm" She hummed softly as she stopped at a cracked corner and looked both ways. A group of men were cheering nonsense and she pushed through them. "What in the world..." She whispered under her breath as she saw what stood before her. Two men, brawling it out to the death, winner takes all. What were they thinking? She was about to scream at them, tell them how stupid it was but it also was a amazing chance to pocket a few change. She made the difficult decision. Fix her blade, or yell at idiot men. With a smirk she slid back into the crowd, sliding her hands across the back of the poor men and pick pocketing the few coins they had. Some had turned their attention to her but she had already slipped behind another. She got to the other side and smiled at the weight of her coin purse. This should do good. She pushed past the malnourished bodies of the villagers, noticing to well their struggle and feeling somewhat bad of her wrong doing. Oh well.

[ChairfaceChippendale]

Omega watched the fight silently. She was disguised as a man today, as she usually was when she decided to go out in public. She could have been out in the woods, but instead she was here, watching idiots brawl over stupid problems. She noticed a woman was pickpocketing everyone. Omega normally had no problem with thieves, she was one herself, but she caught Farah's wrist as she tried to take her gold. "Don't." she whispered sharply, momentarily forgetting her disguise.

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Farah GoldenBurg

Farah could have jumped up in shock but she quickly twisted her hand out of the grip and swept the man, with the strangely woman like voice, under their foot, making them fall over. She quickly moved away from the person and pushed the others out of her way. She brushed her hair back as she jogged out of the crowd and looked back quickly before sprinting away, around a corner and dug her knife into a wall to boost herself up on the small roof. She ripped the dull dagger out and sat on the roof, waiting if the person had followed. That was scary...

[ChairfaceChippendale]

Omega stumbled but quickly regained her stance. She glared at Farah and walked after her. She didn't want to run, that would attract unwanted attention. She looked around for the woman, and saw her on a roof. This is stupid. It was just some gold, you can earn it back. she told herself. No, she didn't need her money, but the other people would suffer even more now.