.: Dragonkin :.Name:Atlantis Versouth
Wings:Her wings are a dark blue, and the scales are small and soft. When she goes into her dragon form not only do her hands turn into claws, but her whole skin turns into the same small, soft blue scales. ((Like
this, except bule not green and more like her face rather than the facial features of the person in the picture.))
Gender:Female
Age:24, but looks younger than she is
Love Interest:none
Class:Paladin/healer
Weapons:She uses a sword, and is decent though not wonderful with a long bow. She is terrible at hand to hand compat unless she has her sword.
Personality:Atlantis is one who doesn't back down. Of her little band of friends, she is the glue, always reminding them what they are fighting for. She has a strange ability to show people the good inside them, and make them want to do something about things around Ravenloft. She is a skilled healer, and often helps out those who need it as she travels.
History:She never knew her birth family, and has only recently discovered that she is dragonkin. She grew up her whole life as a human, raised by a good middle class human family. They knew she was dragonkin, but they never told her. She has long since forgiven them, as a band of rouge dragonkin destroyed the village she was living in, kidnapping her. She was surprised when just after the village was burned to the ground to find herself in Ravenloft, but she tried to make things better here, there was nothing she could do about her village.
Strenghts:sword fighting
healing
showing kindness
Weaknesses:having to sacrifice something
fear of fire
being taken advantage of
Fears:being alone
turning from what she knows is right
fire
Other:none
RPing Example:see bottom, I'll put a few there
Proffered Group:Not sure what you mean by group, but all my characters have formed a small band because they all feel the need to do the right thing.
.:Kender:.Name:Kaezen Nuala
Gender:Male
Age:23
Love Interest:No way! They take the fun out of things.
Class:Theif/Caster ((Not on the list, but they use runes or glyphs to channel magic abilities. They can place protection spells, or spells that can make a person or thing unseen as well as many other things, but their magic comes from the runes or glyphs they draw. They can make glyphs (three dimensional runes, usually attached to a cord of some kind and worn as a necklace) by focusing their mind on putting the glyph into the real world. They will appear in the caster's hand, usually made of silver or gold, but are unable to be melted down for later use, as if heat is applied in amounts large enough to do so, the glyph will disappear. Runes must be drawn on things, and some substances work better for drawing than others. They can make protective circles by drawing a line around an area and walking around it three times then drawing a protection rune inside the circle. Nothing may then enter or leave until the Caster chooses to erase the rune. They are also called Rune Casters or Mages.))
Weapons:He uses a simple black handled knife. He can shoot a crossbow, but usually perfers his knife.
Personality:Like most of his people, he is a mischevious little theif. He handles all the money in their little band, not by the other's choice, and takes it upon himself to annoy them whenever possible. He cares about his friends though, and would never intentionally hurt them. He is quick minded and a bit of a coward, but if his friends go into battle he will follow without hesitation. They guide him to be good, because he wants to be good, but finds himself unable to do anything on his own.
History:He grew up on the streets of a large town, picking pockets and making use of his size. He quite liked it and was greatly upset when he was taken away from his home. He probably spent the next two hours raving to the person to bring him back, he had work to do! But eventually he accepted it, taking his trade here. He met his little band of friends when he pickpocketed them on a daily basis, eventually being caught by Cameron.
Strenghts:his size
pickpocketing
money management
Weaknesses:he can't resist pickpocketing people
he's a bit of a coward
he would do just about anything for a comfortable bed
Other:none
RPing Example:See Bottom
Proffered Group:All my characters have formed a small band that tries to do the right thing and help people.
.:Human:.Name:Cameron Wilde
Gender:Male
Age:25
Love Interest:none
Class:He can handle a sword and a whip, though he isn't a fighter. He has no magic, and the only thing that could describe him is really just a good leader. He used to be a trader from a caravan.
Weapon:He can use a sword and a whip, as well as a small had blade for hand to hand combat. He is skilled at hand to hand combat as well.
Description:His hair, rather than dark as in the picture, is white. It used to be blonde, but the color has faded to white since he arrived at Ravenloft.
Personality:He keeps to himself when the band of friends is in a crowded place, but he can be quite friendly to the people he knows when not in a crowded space. He perfers the road to most places and has no trouble sleeping in just a bedroll lying on the side of the road for the night. He keeps his secrets well, and doesn't tell a soul if he doesn't want to.
History:He grew up a normal boy, always jealous of his friend's magic. He has since grown out of that jealousy, but occasionally a tinge will inch it's way into his mind. He worked with a trade caravan, selling his goods in a town or village before moving onward and repeating the process in the next village. He would buy and sell in each village, usually trading in horses or livestock. He was a bit sad to leave his simple life in the Mystic, but after a few days he found that he no longer minded much. He was the first one of the band, having been targeted by Kaezen, then healed by Atlantis, and finally having met the young elven girl that had heard of his work, and letting her join him and his friends.
Strenghts:leadership
he's smart
he doesn't mind traveling long distances or sleeping rough.
Weaknesses:crowds
drinking
the occasional bit of jealousy
Fears:lying
being betrayed
people who have a crush on him
Special Ability:He can speak to animals, best with horses. Thought he doesn't know it, he has a type of wild magic that is extremely rare, which allows him to understand animals.
Other:none
RPing Example:See Bottom
Proffered Group:He is the leader of his band of friends that try to make Ravenloft a better and safer place.
.:Elf:.Name:Danya Ryuzzu
Sub Race:Half high elf, Half Wood elf, though she follows the wood elf side.
Gender:Female
Age:17... (She's actually 16, she just lies about her age.))
Love Interest:none
Class:Ranger/healer
Weapons:Her bow, and a small hunting knife, she can also handle a sword and a whip, though she perfers the first two
Personality:She is confident in what she does and is never afraid to speak her mind. She has no ability to keep a secret, so if you need one kept, don't tell her. She is often very happy, and tries to stay an optimist, though she can be sarcastic at times. Do not begin to think that she is a nice little goody goody. Quite the opposite she can be very mean when she wants to and as I mentioned before, she speaks her mind.
History:She practically grew up here in Ravenloft, as she came here as a child when she was eight. Despite the dangers of the forests, she went right on into them, hunting for her food and moving constantly to avoid the Dark Lord's men. When she needs new clothes she finds a village, kills some extra game and trades it for the clothes.
Strenghts:she is a great shot with her bow
she can find her own food
she can navigate the forests safely
she can climb trees like nobody's business
she is very independant
Weaknesses:she doesn't know how to sew cloth (though she has no issues with sewing skin to help the healing process)
she can't keep a secret
she doesn't like crowds
Fears:crowds
spiders (Not the little ones, the ones the size of a man that hunt in the forests of Ravenloft at night)
bats (again, not the normal ones, just the ones the size of a dog that hunt in the forests of Ravenloft at night)
Other:none
RPing Example:See Bottom
Proffered Group:all of my characters have formed a small band that tries to help the people of Ravenloft
((Here's the examples for you))
1. Alpha smiled at the boy when he looked at her, but then remembered that it didn't really matter if she smiled since he couldn't see. She mentally reminded herself to put the blindfold back on later and practice Seeing. "Come on then, it's time we get the glass." She took his free arm near the elbow and led him back to his previous position at the first furnace. "Now, you can set the mold by your feet, I have a pair of tongs set on the ledge by your leg, pick them up, and see if you can find the crusible you used before."
2. Larksong looked at Cobblefoot, slowly finishing the bite she had just taken out of the hawk before replying, "It just swooped down on us, I lept on it when it was close to the ground. It couldn't fly away with me on it's back, and they can still die. Just like any bird." She said, followed by another slowly chewed bite. The day had really worn her out, and she had piled the feathers and the leaves together in one big pile that would make even the chilly air feel warm since they would all be huddled together to sleep later. "Go ahead and have a bite, it's really good." She took another bite, though it was hardly making much of a difference to the hawk, it was large enough to fill all their bellies and then some. Perhaps they could save a bit to eat in the morning too.
3. ((For multiple characters, all one post)) Larksong dropped the hawk onto a pile of leaves in the patch of short, young willow trees. "I would like to stop too, and here seems a good a place as any to me. Plus the leaves will make nice nests too. With the feathers as extra." She pointed out. It would be a great place to stop, her paws were aching from the days of walking.
Eagle looked alarmed at Berry's news. The group-cats were here? They never came here, they stayed on the other side of their carefully marked scent lines. He led his sister into their den, where his mother, father, and other sister were waiting.
Sky was grooming herself when Eagle and Berry came in. She hardly looked up, not noticing their fear scent through the bile she had been using to rid of the ticks in Jade's pelt earlier.
Jade herself was more in a mood to notice this though, she pricked her ears the instant they came in. "What's happened? Berry you smell like you met a badger and a half, only without the badger stench."
Berry laid down in her bed of moss. "It's the group-cats. They've crossed over their scent lines, and they talked of finding a new home here. There's only a few of them, if we act soon enough we can surround them and make them leave Give them a fright so they won't come back. They settled in the young-willows last I saw." She said, still hoping that she could get a bit of rest before heading to go and surround them, she laid her head on her paws.
4. ((Another multiple characters one from the same roleplay as the other one)) Larksong followed her clanmates, she liked the idea of not having to go to far. The hawk seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and the scents wafting through her mouth and nose were so tantalizing that it was nearly unbearable to not eat the thing. She couldn't wait to get herself under one of those trees eating the prey.
Berry was impressed when she saw the group-cat take down the hawk. It was a skill she didn't expect the group-cats to have that kind of skill. She overheard them talk about settling down in the trees below her and she continued her way back to her family's home.
Eagle was the first one to hear Berry coming. His ears pricked on edge as he saw her approaching. Her fur was ruffled up, and she had a very disturbing look in her eyes. "What is it?" He asked, not even bothering with a greeting. Her sister rarely looked like this and when she did, the news would be bad.
"It's the group-cats, they're coming over the border." Berry said, stopping and panting. She was tired from her run, it was quite a ways from the border. She leaned onto her brother's shoulder as he helped her into the ancient foxes den that they made their home it. There were eight of the large fox holes here, though foxes hadn't lived here since before her mother's mother was born. The scent was no longer present in the area, her kin had made sure of that.
