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[Aeriona]

Sanctum Sanctorum

“They all just stopped! Their movements, emotions and actions are as they were a week ago. Their faces are still filled with fear and some people are running for shelter but never make it there. I am the only one who has survived this curtain of darkness.. I am the only one who is not frozen. Will someone come find me?- Monk Destra from Glaciare”

Demons roam this world of Resla looking for the gate to give them the ultimate power to rule all the lands and destroy humanity. The demons come from a world known as Warque and it is ruled by Chaos Weaver, a powerful being that thirst for bloodshed. In this hell of a world, there are five kingdoms supervised by warlocks who have complete power over the demons. Everything on this world is dead or close to it and there is no vegetation but mud and fire is abundant. On the contrary, Resla has a variety of geographical features and is a place ruled by the people with a council of elders to follow the voice of the people. Hell versus Heaven.

How did these two intertwine? Chaos Weaver was on a journey to conquer every country on his planet and an opposing leader placed a force field around the army. The only way that Chaos Weaver could escape is by creating a portal to another world. Once in Resla, the army of demons learned about the hidden sanctuary that held the secrets to a source of ultimate power. So the conquest to take over Relsa began.

Since the Day of Stone, when the skies of Resla suddenly turned pitch black and many people simply froze in their own the tracks by the being known as Chaos Weaver. His demon minion first entered into the world starting their rampant destruction and conquering every city in their path. The last remnants of Resla’s original inhabitants waged war against Chaos Weaver to fight back for their land and the era of warring between the two continued for years with no clear conclusion in sigh. It wasn’t until the battles were brought to an abrupt end when sudden wide-scale destruction occurred. The Great Destruction turned Relsa, the once sought after utopian world that was the pinnacle of both magic and technological advancement into the now considered mainly barren wasteland where very little vegetation strives. One good thing came out of the Great Destruction was the disappearance of Chaos Weaver which allowed the people of Resla to take back their world as the demon minions slowly became mindless and unorganized creatures without their tyrant leader. Years have passed since the Great Destruction and most of Resla’s former advanced technology has become broken down and buried underground in ruins filled with relics of Resla’s past. Nearly a century has passed since the Great Destruction and still the people of Resla continue struggling to keep on living daily with what little they have left in the world. Many have begun to blame the current state of the world on a divine retribution against the arrogance of Resla’s ancestors. Though recently word has spread amongst the last functioning members of Chaos Weaver’s army, claiming he has finally returned to them and has learned the secrets of Resla’s past that will allow him access to ultimate power.

The population of Relsa is slowly increasing as the years then decades and so on go by but cities haven’t been able to develop except for the capital, Valdmer. Outside of Valdmer, people form small villages, and some don’t even build permanent homes since they fear the demons whom roam the world still. Under the surface are remnants of the past Relsa along with the frozen inhabitants that are now seen as sacred statues until the day comes when they are freed from their imprisonment. Only a few people know the true details of the past events and the government has started a special organization to search for the hidden sanctuary with all the secrets to the past. The question is, will this organization find the sanctuary before Chaos Weaver awakens or will the world go through another Great Destruction?

Rules:

1. No GM or PP
2. No spamming the threads especially the story thread
3. Romance is allowed but keep it PG-13
4. No killing other rpers unless you have permission from me and the other character. Each of you are important to the rp!
5. Try to post daily or as much as you can so the thread won’t die!
6. The world is like Final Fantasy 10; modern yet a huge influence from the past
7. HAVE FUN AND BE CREATIVE!!!
8. THANK YOU!


Occupations/ Characters


Government Organization (Searching for the sanctuary):

1) Aeriona: Member later in RP
2) Crash: Carmen
3) Free
4) Free

Dark Side:

1) Chaos Weaver: Me or if someone can be active enough to take this role
2) Warlock: Free
3) Warlock: Free
4) Warlock: Free

Other Occupations:

1) GodofDeath: Marcus
2) Bleeding Soul: Krad
3) King Sora X: Dolore

*If the spaces are filled up, PM with what part you want and I will decide if I could add you!


Character Template:

-Name:

-Gender:

-Age:

-Alliance: (Against Chaos Weaver, For Chaos Weaver… etc)

-Occupation: ( Government Organization, Warlock..etc- if you want to be something other than my options please PM me! Thank you.)

-Bio:

-Powers:

-Weapon:

-Appearance:

[[crash]]

Name: Carmen Hipperly

Gender: Female

Age: 23

Alliance: Against Chaos Weaver

Occupation: Government Organization

Bio: Carmen mostly grew up on her own in the woods after he parents died in a massive demon attack and killed them when she was fifteen years old. Living miles away from the capitol she quickly learned even more skills to attack demons and how to hide from them. It has been very long and hard eight years on her own, but it has taught her to react faster and to detect attacks from all angles. Her favorite past time is to go deep underground in hidden passageways and look at the frozen people from a time she knew nothing about. While down there she found paper work and diaries and began to read them. Learning a few details of what had happen on the Day of Stone. Carmen couldn't even think of a world once clear of demons and would love for this world to return. But these were only parts from the small village she had found underground....this was nothing compared to the hidden sactuary her parents had told her stories about.

When Carmen was 18 she went to a near by village under attack by demons to try and help, but by the time she arrived the town was deserted and only the dead lay on the ground, out windows, and blooded was everywhere. Then she heard a small meow coming from a near by body. The master, a small girl, had protected the small kitten from the demons, but her mother wasn't able to protect her. So Carmen decided to not let this one life left in the village go to waste and began to take care of him. It was a small orange tabby cat with golden eyes that almost matched the fur.

On her 19th birthday Carmen accidently merged a stick with a coin in her pocket. It was a strange looking object and Carmen had no clue where her power came from. Her mother and father had no abilities as far as she could remember, and only a few people could possess them. In actually, because she had become so close with nature, it decided to grant the power apon her for her to use to fight of the foreign creatures, the demons. Sadly the powers have been hard for Carmen to tame and can't seem to get them perfect yet.

At the age of 20 Carmen decided she wanted to find other people to react with besides her now very fit and happy cat named Amarus. Of course he was a great companion and was always loyal, and he always was there for her to talk too, but a human friend was something Carmen had always longed for. The stories from her childhood of love have always been in her mind.

When she reached Valdmer she heard rumors about Chaos Weaver maybe returning, a name she knew well from reading passages in the underground passages. When she found herself living at a small tavern she listened to others talk about the government and how there was a rumor they were searching for people brave enough and smart enough to group together. Carmen went looking and found the government group and joined because of the small knowledge she knew of the past and because of her ability she has moved up in ranks and is part of the elite group assigned to find the hidden sactuary.

Powers: Merge; the ability to merge items together to create something new and hopefully useful. For example, Carmen could take a telescope and glasses to make a pair of glasses that can see far distances without making them heavier or too large.
Carmen is still growing with her power and hasn't mastered it, but she hopes to some day be able to merge living creatures, even humans, together. But as of now she doesn't experiment because she hasn't perfected the art of unmerging objects. Everytime she tried to tear the objects apart there is something that doesn't come out right. She merged a candle and a torch together and ended up making the torch into a whole candle trying to seperate the two and burned down a house. Since then, she only does small experiments like a glass to a table.

Weapon: Carmen carries around two small gunpower handguns on her hips on her belt and a small hand-sword on her left hip. Her favorite weapon is the one on her back she made by merging a sword with a double sided axe. The weapon has two sides that are joined at the hilt and then split curving out and then almost coming back together at the top of the weapon. The two blades are steel with gold laced around like ivy.

Appearance: Carmen has long, light brown hair that is usually kept back in a braid. He dark green eyes stand out from her tanned skin and natural rose lips. Average height for a woman at about 5'6", and average weight with plenty of curves.
Clothes: http://i704.photobucket.com/albums/w...-_/chi1084.jpg ignore the person in the outfit...haha

[soraking10]

o.o, i am joining, give week for template :D

[Aeriona]

Thank you both for having the interest in joining! I hope many more follow!

- Name: Iris (unknown last name)

- Gender: Female

- Age: Looks 19 or 20 but no one knows her real age

- Alliance: Against Chaos Weaver

- Occupation: Later in the RP, she will be part of the Government organization

- Bio: Iris’ life is very confusing but it all started over a hundred years ago and she has been asleep for more than seventy five percent of her life. During the conscious part of her life, she was raised in the old capital of Resla, Orion. This kingdom was ruled by twelve elders and one of them was Iris’ father. Her childhood was spent among the bookshelves of a large mansion while her parents were off on business trips. She was raised by the family nurse named Henreita who believed in a mystical ability that gives people the power to cast spells. Henreita had such an impact on Iris that the young girl began to believe in the same mystical ability.

Spending most of her days on her own, she developed a special ability only a select few had. This was called magic where the elements and the environment boosted a person to where one could cast spells. Her first few years, she could cast spells such as air, ice and fire which were not advance at all. Later toward her late teenage years, she could revive fallen soldiers and even stop time for a few minutes. The Day of Stone was coming sooner as Chaos Weaver began to destroy the world around her and all she could do is help the armies who were fighting against this disease to the world.

Her father tried negotiating with Chaos Weaver and was one of the few men who actual saw the fierce dictator peacefully. This meeting was the night before the Day of Stone. Her father became wary after the meeting and took Iris to a hidden location where she would be safe. Being forced by her father, Iris placed a spell on her body to allow her to be stored within a barrier that stopped her life for what she thought was a short time. A hundred and five years have passed and she has yet to be awakened. The events of the Day of Stone occurred and the remnants are scattered around her. Her resting place for now is an ancient safe house that is now under numerous amounts of soil.

- Powers: Ancient Magic such as cure, revive, fire, ice and air…etc

- Weapon: No weapons but she tries to keep things peaceful and diplomatic

- Appearance: Iris

[GodofDeath]

Name: Goes by a variety of name such as James, Jim, Mark, Rich, Tim and thus his real name is unknown but currently he seems to be particular found of using the name Marcus Jones

Age: 21

Occupation: self-employed

Side: Independent

Bio: Marcus is usually labeled as thief or looter because of the type of work he tends to be involved in, though he prefers to identify himself as a treasure hunter or underground adventurer of sorts. He typically isn’t the type to speak about his past though what little he is revealed about it so far is that he was abandoned by his mother, who prior to the event had raised him by herself, nearly fourteen years in the middle of Valdmer’s shopping district. What he did in-between the years after being abandoned as child and now seems to be constantly change depending on who he is speaking with but some communalities between them seem to be that he lived as a street urchin/drifter up until he came of age to work for the government, which he did under a pseudonym, until mysteriously quitting and becoming a grave robber. His recent activity has been mainly excavating ruins of ancient Resla, in hopes of making a major discover that would make him rich, while working as somewhat of a conman on the side as he wanders between towns.

Powers: Marcus seems to have an almost superhuman level of accuracy as well as an uncanny ability to turn nearly any object as a deadly projectile. Though he doesn’t use it often he has a unique ability to conjure and manipulate fire but lacks proficiency to actually use the power to aid him in battle.

Weapons:
-Gae Bolg- An supposedly ancient blood red spear/lance that was made specifically to kill demon in the during the Resla’s demon war.
-Throwing Knifes- keeps a relatively unknown number of these concealed on him at nearly all times.
-Suit- A unique body suit he found during one of his underground expenditure that he choose to personally keep rather then sell like his does with his typically finding. The suit enhances his strength, agility, and defense when he wears it, but he still isn’t exactly sure how to activate the extra-strength features at will despite having some idea it has to with strong emotions.

Appearance: Marcus except wearing goggles and a cloak similar to this.

[umazak]

Character Template:

-Name: Krad Evenos

-Gender: Male

-Age: 20

-Alliance: None

-Occupation: None, but it could change.

-Bio: From the day of his conception, Krad was destined to be hated and despised because of what he was. His mother had been brutally raped by one of the demons that still roam the land. From the moment that the signs of preagnancy started to show themselves, the woman knew what grew within her. The fact frightened her beyond belief, but not more than how the rest of the people would react to the child once it was born. This single fear confused her greatly because she did not understand how it was that logic was being over-powered by her maternal instincts. Those same instincts eventually led to her leaving the village that she lived in in order to protect the child that she was close to giving birth to.

She found a safe refuge at the most perfect of times for it was then that the child decided to be born. It had also been her luck that a traveling doctor found the woman crying out in pain. He instantly and selflessly helped the woman in pain and was astonished to find that the woman was giving birth to what appeared to be a demon while the woman herself was human. The man then thought that it would be best if he was to destroy the demon that now rested within his hands but he was stopped by something that he had never seen before. As he held the dagger high into the air, he noticed that the child also had the appearance aspects of a human, and even some of the mental capacity. This fact stunned him long enough for the mother of the creature to regain herself and cry out for the man to leave her child alone. The man only used the words to snap out of his hesitation and moved once more to destroy the creature in his arms. The woman instantly acted with what little strength she had left and threw herself onto the man. She quickly turned his own blade against him and emerged from the killing with only a stained dress. He finally held the now crying child in her arms and promised to protect him from all that would bring him harm.

The next year the woman made the mistake of taking the child into a nearby village on her trip to gather supplies. Though she hid the appearance of the baby well, he managed to break free of the blankets that covered him in the center of the primary shopping center. In the instant that his head was revealed to the occupants of the area, everyone that noticed the child instantly froze out of fear for what the woman had brought into their village. This was coupled with the fact that they have often times offered her housing within the confines of the village walls as extra protection from the beasts and demons that roamed the land.

The sight of the creature quickly sent the village into an uproar as the residents started to flee from the shop while the local gaurds moved in to expell the creature that was brought inside. The woman, fearing what would happen to her son, fled from the area and decided that it was no longer safe for the two to be living so close to the village. With that she quickly ran to her own housing and gathered what was needed to survive as the two made their way to a new place to live. But they were stopped by the local militia of the village who wished to destroy the creature that they felt threatened to destroy their homes. It was thanks to the smooth words of the woman that they allowed the woman to leave with the child so that she may destroy the child on her own. That single lie almost destroyed her heart but she knew that it was the only thing that the group would allow for her to leave unharmed and unfollowed.

As the years passed, the child grew at the same pace that a normal human child would. The only thing that prevented him from being a human by appearance was the fact that more than half of his body was covered in acid green scales and matching wings on his back. The only parts of his body not covered by the scales happened to be the middle to inner part of his chest leading down to his waist-line, giving his entire front portion the appearance of a human. It was also quickly found that the child had an unrealistic knowledge of magic that did not belong to any Caster of humans, it was only magic that demons could use. This was made clear when the child was only ten years of age and hunting for food for the table. It had been a spell that he was practicing in secret, but it got the job done. He summoned a mass of black flames around a buck and watched it die from the intense flames. It got most jobs needed done with one step.

But there was something unknown to the child on the day that he had finally used his magic on a living creature. Hunters from a neighboring village witnessed the killing of their game with their own eyes and ran to inform the militia and soldiers stationed within their homes. With the spreading of this news, the armed forces of the village instantly set out to destroy the demon that infiltrated their lands. Despite their numbers they moved perfectly with the land and gave away nothing to the fact that they were in the area. Even when the door was bust down on the small housing that held the dining child and mother, not a single animal could tell where the soldiers were located.

The soldiers instantly stormed the building and restrained the mother of the child before attempting to restrain the child. This feat proved impossible because the child had learned how to use his wings for flight and kept just out of the reach of the men while expertly dodging their arrows. His mother cried out for him to run away and that she'll join up with him later, so he fled into the trees that provided cover from enemy eyes in the sky. Once he felt that he was far away, Krad realized that he should have stayed with his mother and fight back against the ones that wanted to bring her harm. With his new resolve he turns in mid-air and makes his way back to the suddenly empty cottage. To his luck the men had become sloppy and left tracks to their new location. He quickly followed them to the village and watch in terror as his mother was being restrained to a large block of wood and a man held a sword above her neck. Before he could react, the sword sliced through her neck with a single flash and sent her neck rolling onto the ground.

He was suddenly wrought with rage and he became fully in-tuned with the demon blood that coarsed through his veins. Noone could tell anyone what had happened to the village that night because Krad has lost any memory of it while every villager was killed, none was spared from his wrath. All that he remembers from that night is suddenly waking up in a patch of grass deep within a forest and a sword covered in blood resing next to him. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that the sword was the same one that was used to kill his mother. It was then the he vowed to never lose the blade and to keep it at his side at all times. From that day on he began to travel the lands in search of his next meal while keeping as much space between him and other living creatures while still training his magic, which was composed of both Human and Demon magic, and even training with his sword.

-Powers:

Hellwave Inferno: A demon spell that calls upon the flames of their homeworld. With this intense blaze, Krad is able to burn anything within 10 meters of his person when used for a general area, but over 100 meters if used in a concentrated area.

Blade of Torment: A demon spell that calls upon the darkness within the hearts of the demon. Upon activation this spell makes the blade of the user vanish from their hand and appear through the shadow of the target. From there the sword lunges forward on its own and impales the target from behind before reappearing in the hand of the user.

Frozen Hades: A demon spell that surrounds the user and the surrounding area of 20 meters in ice. Once everything is frozen solid, the ice shatters into thousands of blades and impales and slices the target multiple times. A high risk spell that also puts the health and life of the user at risk.

Ripping Soul: A demon spell that releases the spirit from the user's body. From there the user is capable of doing next to anything and slip by anyone unknoticed, unless the person is highly sensitive to the workings of spirits. One such action is reaching into a living creature and ripping the soul from out of the shell that is the body. Has a high chance that the target will not die. A noticeable drop in temperature occurs when the spirit of the user goes into an area.

Rending Quake: A spell that calls upon the power of the earth itself. With this spell the user forces spikes of stone to jet out of the area in a specific area of 10 meters.

Lightning Blast: A spell that calls upon the power of lightning. With this spell the user generates a bolt of lightning originating from his hand to strike any enemy that is nearby in a linear path.

Cure: The most basic of healing spells. This spell is able to cure major injuries, but at a high cost of power from the caster.

-Weapon: Click

-Appearance: Click

He wears nothing above his waist except for the eye-patch and a hooded cloak. He always has the hood up to hide his face that is mostly covered in scales. His eye is a bright yellow with a cat's iris that allows him to also see in the dark. All scales are an acid green.

[soraking10]

-Name: Dolore Rabbia {Italian for Pain and Rage}

-Gender: Male

-Age: 29

-Alliance: Dolore does not have a side, but that does not mean he won’t, he just wants to be

-Occupation: Mercenary, but before he was a royal guard for the government Chief.

-Bio: Growing up in the poor par t of Resla, Dolore has became quite the catch for most people. Mostly for his work as a Mercenary. This job requires no personal relationships, just pure business. the type of business that is done for the money, not for the relationships. However, this all changed when he heard of the secret Sanctum In the Resla. Even if it be a myth, this was surely enough to motivate dolore to persue the myth, even with no chance of it being real. However, the one thing that is real is the war that is breaking out in the world of Resla.

This war all started with sightings of the Sanctuary. This stirred up some troubles for both sides of the world, the tech side and the magical sigde, however the part that Dolore comes in is when the chaos weaver is introduced, which was a while back before the attack on Resla. In this time period Dolore was just achieving his Mercenary status. Before he became a mercenary, he was a Royal guard for the head Chief of combat of the government Organization. His combat skills, combined with his intelligence of the battlefield made him the perfect person for the job, but like all great situations, this little job was cut short due to the attack on Resla, in pursuit of the Sanctuary; just then that is when Dolore realized his true destiny, he had to take control of the Sanctuary for himself and provide true peace to the world of Resla.

-Powers: Dolore has many talents for the arts of Keneisis, but he is limited to only a certain amount. Actually the amount of powers he can use is limited to only five. This is because of his body, he cannot handle no more than five separate powers, hell the powers take a toll out of his body by just resting within his organs, but using the powers is another story; the first power he can use is:

Smoke Manipulation:

This is a bit of an odd power to have, but surely not to be counted as the weakest. This is a power in which where Dolore can generate or clear clouds or pollute air by converting immense amounts of normal air into poison smoke to harm foes (or turn it into harmless smoke as a means of cover or stealth).* While using this power, Dolore is completely immune to the polluted air, and he can even breathe it in as if it was normal, non-polluted air.

The second power is a power that requires a decent amount of concentration and patience on Dolore’s part. Plate Tectonic Manipulation: he ability to*psychically*manipulate the plate tectonics.* With this ability, Dolore can could induce or negate several terrene natural disasters, such as earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, mudslides (even tsunamis).* Also with this ability, Dolore*may even be able to manipulategeothermal energy*and/or magma and lava. This ability may be accompanied by the abilityAtmokinesis,*Naturespeak*or some other nature-based ability.

The third out of the five powers that Dolore can use is probably the most powerful out of the five. This power is the power of Gravity manipulation or Gyrokenesis. With this ability, Dolore can control the one thing that holds us down on Resla; Gravity. Along with his gravity control, Dolore can also can *increase or decrease the effects of it around any desired area, to make objects extremely lighter, heavier or to even crush things by compressing them with intense gravity.* Lastly with this ability, Dolore can even shift his center of gravity and defy it, by walking up walls, jumping up to extreme heights, gravitating objects and subjects to/away from him and the like.

The forth out the five powers is probably the most complicated out of all of them. The reason being this, with each power there comes a specific step of processing the required stamina for it. However, for this one this is not the case, this one comes with careful planning, but it calls for a brilliant mind. And just his luck, Dolore has just that. Telekenesis; this is the one power that takes most of the brainwaves from Dolore. This is a power that uses the mind to move around any object, at any given moment. This ability could mentally lift subjects that are usually far too heavy to lift with the user’s actual arms. This may include or be limited to one of the following:


Ballistic Telekinesis, also called*Combat Telekinesis*or (more colloquially)*Havoc*is the untamed version of Telekinesis. This ability causes any nearby objects to move around the user at high speeds, explode or to be propelled away from Dolore at high speeds without conscious effort from the user of the power (the ability is activated by Dolore; feeling that he or she is in danger, or being under extreme emotional stress). with this ability, Dolore could move objects that weigh far more than he does.

Vector Telekinesis, like normal Telekinesis, is the ability for Dolore to*psychically*influence tangible matter with the*intangible*mind. However, instead of simply using*psychic*force to move and manipulate objects, Dolore manifests it as a set of*invisible*appendages of telekinetic energy. These are capable of lifting objects with more strength and maneuvering with much more dexterity than normal Telekinesis, allowing one to do many tasks at once as though one had multiple hands. These tasks can be as tough as lifting a truck to as fine as typing on the computer or juggling.

Tactile Telekinesis*is the ability to channel the*psychic*energy that allows telekinesis through the hands, so as to appear as though one had superhuman strength. with this ability, Dolore has nearly all the same faculties as super strength (hitting with phenomenal force, have an amazing grip, and easily manipulate tough materials).with this ability, Dolore however, could only lift or manipulate objects based on the level of his telekinesis, which would have to develop over time.

Dolore could toss, grab, lift,*levitate*and otherwise interface with physically tangible subjects even to the point of manipulation from a great distance and manipulation of concealed subjects that the user can’t even see. The primary type of Telekinesis is most common.


The final and fifth power that Dolore can use is the most destructive, the most evil, and probably the power that he will use only as a last resort, and only if he is down to this one last power. This power is the power to control Darkness, yeah that’s right the most mysterious wonders of the night, is a power that even the mighty Dolore is afraid of, but what makes him so scared of his own powers, well the reason being that the power of darkness scares even the most fierce warriors, and one of them being Dolore. With this ability, Dolore can generate any kind of darkness; whether it be a field of dark lightning, dark fire, dark ice, any form of darkness is available to him. Even to cover a complete area in total pitch-black darkness. This is the most extreme measure of using darkness. The most simple form of darkness control is the shooting of lightning bolts made up of complete darkness. This is surely the only power in his arsonal that will render Dolore useless, and powerless.


-Weapon: Along with limited access to his five powers to give his weapon an edge, Dolore has one other weapon that he carries along with him at all times. This weapon is a full length Halbird. With the handle being over 10 feet long, and the blade being sharper than titanium itself, and as we all know that is the strongest metal.

-Appearance: Dolore

[Aeriona]

Wow, I am glad to have you all and your Temps look amazing!!!! Thank you for joining and I hope to bring a great rp that will FINISH!

[tavishmithos]

I always love your rps, it was too bad the last one didn't get to start. the Chaos Weaver looks cool, but he hella isn;t my kind of character even though I am active. I need to bust out Absolution

[Aeriona]

I would like to start sometime next week so be ready!! Thank you for joining my rp and I hope you all like it!

[soraking10]

Can't wait, this is going to be so totally awesome :D

[Mordecai]

Name: Ebenezer Eric Heber


Nicknames/Alias’: Eben

Age: 12 years.

Ethnicity: Seemingly Caucasian/White

Complexion: A perfect mix of cream and milk white.

Height/Weight: He stands exactly 5’5”. By himself (without clothing, or any other equipment ) he weighs precisely 114.03 pounds.

Appearance:

*Head – Jet black hair streams down from the top of his head, extending to his black, perfect brows. Below them, are two, almost always incriminating eyes. The pupils are blue, with a bright turquoise ring around them. If looked upon closely, an extremely thin line of magenta outlines the ring, but is quickly overlapped by another outline of black. His nose is small, but not too small, and slightly rounded but pointed as well. Overall, his facial appearance is easy on the eyes and seemingly of impeccable structure.

*Body – His muscle tone is also impeccable. It is especially seen in his upper body; all possible muscles are perfectly defined; definition is incredible. As for markings, he has three tattoos. The first, is located on his left shoulder. It a drawing an awkward star, that has nine points, and at the tip of each point is a runic symbol. Only he knows what they mean. The second marking is on the side of his body. The right side, exactly, racing vertically down, spelling out “Keeper” in more runic symbolic. The third, and final marking on him, is located on his back. Three main groups of seven characteristic symbolic runes scatter across, going from the top left of his back, to the middle middle, and then finishing at the bottom right. They are very small, but still noticeable. However, they do not take up much room at all. From afar, his back appears to be bare and unmarked.

Defensive Armaments and/or Clothing:

Over a basic outfit consisting of a dark blue long sleeve shirt, black pants, and puffy black shoes, is a pretty armor. The armor consists of a pale white chest plate, outlined by a golden black trim, and a matching shoulder plate bearing an unknown emblem, and his S gloves. The emblem was an insignia his father used to close letters.

The armor is made of a highly durable obsidian and ore mixture. In the right lighting, the armor is slightly translucent.


Equipment/Offensive Armaments:
~SSS Gloves ( Silex Silicis Subvenio/Help stone )~
The gloves were stored safely inside a trunk left behind by Eben's father. Before Eben left his home, he discovered and took them. Before he could be seen by his aunt, the gloves aided him in escaping by opening a hole in the wall where his hand was placed. Nothing else is sure about the gloves or what they can do.

Alliance:
Undecided

Biography:

~ The Escape ~

The whole night Eben thought about his parents. Through dinner he pushed aside his vegetables, remembering how his mother used to tell him to eat and grow strong. During prayer, memories of his father reciting each verse of worship with a small joke thrown in between each one. While Eben washed he thought of how he asked his father to show him how to use a sword. Now, in bed, he still thought of them, running through memories like pictures.

He would leave tonight. Yes, he would, because of Aunt Abbie--who wasn't even close to his real aunt, maybe wished she was--and her bickering, shouting, ordering and gnarled hands rasping on his back when he did something that was wrong only in her eyes. His pack was ready to go, as was his satchel and money, but there was one more thing that he couldn't quite put a mind's finger on. He supposed this one thing was the reason he had been thinking about his parents all evening. This is what his father had told him to do when he forgot: think about things you know are close until you get it.

Then, it hit him, how dumb could he possibly be - the chest. The chest his father had given him when he was a child, the one that now sat under his bed collecting dust. Now he jumped to the floor and peered under his bed, looking for it. The chest ( which was more of a box with gold filigree decorations ) stood alone under the head of his bed. Before he took it, he gave himself a moment to think. It looks.. Rescued. Strange, but surely right. He was positive about that. So he pulled it closer, unlatched the small punctured, gold flap and pushed the top off.

Two dark grey gloves lay lifelessly
like a stone
on a bed of small paintings, each no larger than a playing card. A funny idea of making a game out of them made him giggle and he cupped a hand over his mouth. No screwing up the escape. He reached in and pulled out the photos first. Without looking at the captivated moments of his parents lives ( surely they were of his parents ) he stuffed them in his pack. Next, he took out the gloves, held them to the light, and laid them flat on his bed.

Under the light, they looked not only rescued--even though that feeling was already fading--but valiant. They looked as if they could reshape any gnarled hand
Aunt Abbie
into something perfect.

He slipped both gloves into his pack and left his room, without so much as a second thought. The hallway was quiet, the stairs were only moderately creaky, and the front door-
The front door was blocked by Aunt Abbie, talking to a tall man on the porch. As Eben snuck up behind her, she began to turn. Unknowingly, Eben's hand fell into his pack and slipped on a glove. Before he fell into her sight, he fell put his hand against the wall and fell through. Then he ran, through the fields, through the village, and across the bridge that marked the end of Fallen. The end of his home.

The beginning of his journey.

[Mordecai]

Giving this a little bump. Aeriona, when is this going to start, do you think?

[nate_shuuya29]

-Name: Nataku Yomi (Nickname is Taku)

-Gender: male

-Age: 19

-Alliance: against chaos weaver

-Occupation: Government Organization

-Bio: Nataku was born to a very poor peasant family who worked on a farm for an oppressive slaver. He never knew his father. He worked for hours everyday without stopping. When he was 4 his little half sister was born. He loved her very much, but the farm owners' son started liking her when she was about 9. He started trying to take her away, but he was a tiny and puny man.

One day the Owners son had come out of the big house at night and tried to rape his sister. Nataku had heard because he slept next door. He instantly went over and killed the owners son. He was 14 at the time and he and his sister were parentless, so they ran away. They were picked up by a roaming caravan. It was filled with all sorts of weird and homeless people.

They spent a year with this caravan. Then one day a large party of demon's attacked the caravan. They killed everyone until they reach Nataku and his sister. They had been hiding, but were easily found. So Nataku had to fight a party of six large demons. He killed two of them, then he was hit over the head and knocked out.

Nataku woke up being swung on a log. hand and feet tied around it. He was rescued by a group of Government demon hunters. They could not find his sister, but somehow Nataku always knew she was alive. Nataku joined the group of demon hunters who saved him. He gained reputation until they chose him to help find the Sanctuary. He hopes that by finding the Sanctuary he will find a way to find his sister.


-Powers: Dimensional Warp. Taku has the power to create warps and holes in the dimension and then seal them up. He can send things into it, and out of it. He can create multiple dimensional holes so that he can instantly be anywhere. He can also materialize anything from other dimension's, but he must know what it looks like, or 'feels' like.

Taku can 'feel' the true essence of things and when he 'feels' them he never forgets them and can summon them whenever he wants, including people. When he first joined the Demon Hunter squad they made fun of him saying he was Chaos Weaver's son. Which scared Taku, because it could be plausible, since he never knew his dad.


-Weapon: Taku prefers to fight with two swords, both of them katanas. one with a red blade and a black hilt, the other with a black blade and red hilt.

-Appearance: Taku. He carries his katana's in silver sheaths on his back.

[Aeriona]

Sorry about the wait! I am posting tonight but the only problem is that I am going on vacation next week. I still might try to post but I I hope you all are still wanting to do this rp and will keep up with it! Once again sorry about the wait and I will post tonight!


It is up and running.... here is the link: Sanctum Sanctorum