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Character's Name:

Min-jae Kwon

Nicknames:

Jae

Age:

82

Gender:

Male

Species:

Dragon-Eastern

Height:

Human form: 5'8"

Dragon form: 8' from front feet to head

Weight:

Human form: 174 lbs

Dragon from: 948 lbs

Abilities:

Claws/Teeth: Like any other kind of dragon, he is equipped with large teeth and claws; able to rip through flesh if needed. Mostly when it harms way or threatened in any manner (usually in dragon form).

Air magic: Ability to wip up large gusts of winds that could knock over trees if needed. Possibly not as strong as it could be, but still young in age and much more to learn in their abilities.

Strength: Being larger in build than his brother, he has a bit more muscle giving him more strength. This makes it easy to protect his smaller twin in human form.

Personality:

Laid Back: Rather chill when he wants to be, if not irritated by customers that is. He will enjoy is time away from work by laying around at home or even enjoying a evening near the water.

Wary: Unlike his twin, he is a bit more wary of the people around him, never allow his trust to be taken lightly; or given to just anyone. Yet, if one does earn it, he can be the most trustworthy friend one can have.

Protective: Mostly of his brother, considering how gentle a man the other is; and always makes sure to watch over him as much as he can.

Kind: If a friend of his, he is more than kind to them. Though perhaps not as much as his twin brother, but he two of them do have their own differences of course, like any pair of siblings might.


Other:

- Born with a fire opal embedded in their forehead

- Helps run an elegant tea shop in eastern selbeit, built and run by their mother

- Scar across left jawline from early childhood injury

- Enjoys more floral teas, steeped with flowers and blossoms

- Father left before the two were born, leaving them with no male role model in life

Character's Name:

Min-jun Kwon

Nicknames:

Jun

Age:

82

Gender:

Male

Species:

Dragon-Eastern

Height:

Human form: 5'6"

Dragon form: 8' from front feet to head

Weight:

Human form: 154 lbs

Dragon from: 948 lbs

Abilities:

Claws/Teeth: Like any other kind of dragon, he is equipped with large teeth and claws; able to rip through flesh if needed. Mostly when it harms way or threatened in any manner (usually in dragon form).

Air magic: Ability to wip up large gusts of winds that could knock over trees if needed. Possibly not as strong as it could be, but still young in age and much more to learn in their abilities.

Personality:

Sweet: Possibly the sweetest dragon to live. He enjoys treating other with nothing but kindness and respect, giving anything his most darling of smiles and the best of his personality. He'd go out of his way to make sure anyone he knows or calls friends are happy in life.

Gentle: Not a fighter by any means of the word, he could hardly harm a fly if it was buzzing about his head.

Naive: Really not much experience in anything, and surely not the brightest young man you'll come across either. He can be easily fooled and taken advantage of, though not the only reason for that.

Social: Enjoys the company of others rather than being alone, finding being able to talk with just about anyone being something he quite well at.


Other:

- Born with a fire opal embedded in their forehead

- Helps run an elegant tea shop in eastern selbeit, built and run by their mother

- Scar across left eye from early childhood injury

- Loves the smell of sweeter brewed teas, mixed with fruits

- Father left before the two were born, leaving them with no male role model in life

Name:

Juna

Nickname:

Jun

Age:

656

Gender:

Male

Height:

5'8"

Weight:

156 lbs

Species:

Kitsune

Appearance:

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Abilities:

Elemental Magic: Through the many vast types of Elemental magic, Juna is capable of wielding the magic of fire; able to leave chaos and destruction in his wake if wanted.

Illusions: Probably the most used by Kitsune alike, but not all mastered of course. His is much better than those with less tails, though not as mastered as those with more than he has.

Healing Magic: Not really much the traditional magic Kitsune are known for, but something he took quite the time to learn of his own. It comes it quite handy, easily being able to heal those that need it the most; or just himself as well.


Personality:

Mischievous: Juna is more than just a little bit of this, he quite known to get his way about getting himself into trouble. Whether it be small or quite large, he is more than likely to cause a little bit of chaos where he goes.

Childish: This more than likely speaks for itself, giving him more than a sense of immaturity; which wouldn't be the wrong word to say of course. What's the point of being an adult if one can't be childish at times?

Selfish: Probably one of the one traits of his damn personality, he can be pretty greedy at times as well; going as far as stealing jewelry and sometimes money off anyone he passes. He loves keeping them to himself, practically blinging his image out more.

Good at Heart: He might be the biggest little shit, but he doesn't do it all for the sheer lack of a heart. It's just habit some things he does. He's a sweetheart when it comes down to it, once someone breaks through his asshole exterior that is.


Other:

- Ex-pirate

- Uses his illusions mostly as a way to hide or get away

- Doesn't live in just one place, always wondering here and there; never spending time in one place for too long.

- His weapon of choice is bow and arrows, he loves having an advantage of distance

Thread Status: Closed
Players involved:Kila, King
Characters involved: Ezio, Altair (Kila), Giriana, Lizair (King)
Setting: The Light Fortress
Time: Current (28th of Haliea) Early Morning
Weather: Cool and clear.
Previous Thread: https://www.antarsia-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=819

Serana ignored the grumbling of her passengers as she flew, heading straight for the top of one of the castle's spires. There was an open balcony just below the top, and she dropped the three there before taking a human form and walking inside. The room inside was a large open space, with a large bed, a desk, an armory's worth of weapons hanging from one wall, and a walk-in closet. There were several doors that led out. Sitting in a chair next to the desk was Lizair. His arms were crossed, and he watched the three with careful eyes. "Sorry about how you came in, but the guards have been overprotective recently."

Giri stumbled to her feet, using Altair as a handhold until she was fully standing. If she still had eyes, she would have glared in Serana's direction, but the dragon ignored her entirely.

Name: Nelle Rosesong

Nicknames: Ness, Hummingbird

Age: 105

Gender: Female

Species: Fairy

Abilities: Has a natural touch with growing magic, with a particular love for planting flowers and trailing vines in the chinks in walls. Her pride ability, however, is her skill in making portals to any place she knows the true name of. She’s also significantly stronger than her size would suggest, with an excellent sense of direction.

Appearance: No taller than a fresh-picked apple, with peachy skin and short cinnamon hair. Her diamond is a pale pink, and she was born with a flowering vine around her right wrist. Has a variety of simple dresses that she enjoys wearing, as well as a fine golden hand-cuff, which has an image of the Giving Tree at its split and a tiny emerald on its clasp. Her wings are a little long for the rest of her body, with a design of overlapping rose petals; the points stick out almost like a fan at the edge, with the rounded tops facing her back.

Personality: A very nurturing person, who does what she can to bring her friends to full bloom. Extremely not afraid to boss them around in the process, including grabbing someone by the hair and dragging them to where she feels they need to go. Can be relatively chatty when she likes, but goes quite quiet in her orb form. Also surprisingly adventurous for a fairy.

History: Nelle was born in Ancestra Village, given her diamond, and raised for a good 60 years without too much trouble. But her mother’s farming bored her, as did her father’s artisanry, and so she turned her mind to thoughts of other things, other places. It took ten years of study to learn how to craft portals, and a few months beyond that to find the name of a place that might make for a good home.

Mosswail.

According to the account of an elf who had wandered a bit too deep into the woods, it was a city in Sleibte that might - just might - serve as a decent home. His descriptions of its waterways and history were intriguing, and the thought of seeing so many interesting people every day who were so much larger was exciting in a way nothing else had been so far.

A week later, the things she knew she would want to keep were packed in a bag, and the Guardian who had gifted her her diamond had delivered another gift - a piece of jewelry she could wear to keep the energy of the Giving Tree close enough to sustain her, provided she could return to recharge it every few seasons. With one last hug for her siblings and a few kisses for her parents - and a promise that yes, she would come home - Nelle opened her portal and flew through to her new life.

Name:

Akuma

Age:

6,893

Gender:

Male

Height:

6'7" Flat Footed

7'0" Digitigrade

Weight:

239 lbs

Species:

Demon/Dragon hybrid

Appearance:

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Abilities:

Heightened strength/endurance: Abilities passed down from not only their Demon parent, but their Dragon one as well. His body body is well honed on being able to take hits and give devastating blows as well. Even if I fight isn't going his way, he can easily outlast his opponent in shear force of endurance; allowing them to weaken and tire much faster than his own body.

Speed: With the way his legs are, when waling on his toes, he can easily gain fast amount of speed; claws easily gripping the earth below his feet for more traction.

Fire magic: Though not in a traditional way as a dragon might be able to use, but he can harness it in his dragon-like arm. He can create flames that tail up from his claws and almost up to his shoulder. Though, he chooses on to keep said flames around his hand.

Teeth/Claws: Mostly just a natural set of weapons, he isn't afraid to use them to his advantage.

Personality:

Akuma can just generally be quite the grouchy kind of man, a scowl or even just neutral expression on his face; even a soft rumbling grow following along with it. He is not too much of one to find comfort in the socialization with others, yet, some can and have found their way past his rather sour demeanor. It isn't too often these people come about, but they are those he can trust over many others.

If there is one thing he values more than anything, it's others who can be more than straight with him; undeceiving and trustworthy. There's nothing that angers him more than those whom are deceptive and underhanded in anyway. Akuma is quite prone to fight with those like this, no matter the race they are.

The man enjoys his time alone when he can, away from the noise of others and just in the throws of nature itself. It is the best time for him to be at peace. Anyone who can be more than honest and even respect his desire of solitude, earn themselves a higher place in his mind set.

Other:

- Scars litter his body from battles won, even the scales on his arm are scratched and sliced.

- Has a large, long tongue that is split down the center; stopping around half way up it.

- Knows his way around weapons, his favorite are long/sharp swords.

- Wherever there are scales on his body they will natural shed, an irritating and quite itchy process

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<div id="box" style="font-family: Didact Gothic;">Thread Status: Open
Players Involved: Immortal Cyan, Andromeda
Characters Involved: Calligenia, Revera
Setting: East Sleibte, Northern Wastes
Time: Current, Morning
Weather: Clear Skies, Calm

The cold didn't bother Calligenia, but the loneliness did.

It had been a long night for the newborn snow nymph. She was still trying to figure out how to survive on her own within the icy wastes, and it was quite a difficult experience for her. Fortunately, the diminutive nymph was very comfortable in cold weather and in addition, she needed neither clothes nor fire to keep warm or comfortable. However, she had set up and maintained a fire throughout the night so that she could be seen by any passing travelers. The hard part had been finding food, a cave, and material for a bed. With no one to teach her how to do those things, Calligenia could only do the best that she could with those tasks.

Nevertheless, Calligenia had made it through the night without getting eaten or dying of thirst. That was an important victory, because she had proved to herself that she could survive alone. However, she was still hoping to find someone to help her. In essence, she would have more difficulty surviving loneliness than she would have surviving the bitter cold.

Calligenia stretched her arms outward as she emerged from the cave to welcome to new day. The skies had cleared from the blizzard that had wracked the wastes during the night before. In short, there would be no better time for her to head out to find food and continue her journey towards the south. The sensation of soft snow between the toes of her tiny feet was a pleasant one to her, and it shifted her mood to a positive one to start the day. When she finished stretching, Calligenia proceeded to add more wood to her small fire. Then, she took a seat in front of the fire to begin preparing a small breakfast of fish and berries. Although she could live on a plant-eating diet just fine, she had found a lake teeming with fish. Before eating, she spoke a small prayer to Nialle in thanks for her survival and for the sacrifice of the fish. Calligenia didn't have the pride to believe that she had made it through the night through her own meager survival skills. There had to have been some form of divine intervention on her behalf, and for that, she was forever grateful.</div>

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<div id="box" style="font-family: Didact Gothic;">Name: Calligenia
Gender: Woman
Sexuality: Pansexual
Species: Snow Nymph
Age: 3 Days
Appearance/Physiology:

Height
3’10”
Weight
110 Lbs.
Measurements
24E-21-41

As a newborn Snow Nymph, Calligenia possesses an ultra-feminine and nubile figure. Although she is extraordinarily short, her form is plump and curvaceous, as illustrated by her exceedingly rotund thighs, ample bosom, expansive hips, and prominent backside.

Like most Snow Nymphs, Calligenia has a pale and milky skin tone. Her ears are strikingly long and pointed, very much resembling those of an elf. She has a long mane of dazzlingly white hair which she tends to wear down. In addition, both of her eyes bear different colors. Her left eye has cyan sclera, light cyan irises, and deep cyan pupils. Her right eye has gray sclera, smoky white irises, and deep gray pupils. The preternatural colors of her eyes grants them an intense glow. Calligenia’s eyes are also very wide and doe-like in size. As such, her eyes are undoubtedly the most arresting feature of her colorful visage.

Calligenia has a heart-shaped facial profile. Plump cheeks and voluptuous magenta lips, add fullness to her well-defined features.

Personality:

Because she has very little in the way of life experiences, Calligenia's personality is still in its formative stages. She is somewhat passive and shy, but when a task is set before her she is unwavering in her dedication to it even if it is boring or undesirable work. Calligenia is also very sweet-natured, though she is audacious and possesses the necessary instincts for battle. In addition, Calligenia is also a highly sensual being by nature. The promise of love and community is one of her main motivators in searching for a home beyond the northern wastes...

Abilities:

Elemental Ice Affinity
Though completely untrained, Calligenia possesses a strong affinity with ice magic and a natural aversion to fire magic. This ability grants her a preternatural resistance to cold temperatures, but she is very weak in hot climates.

History:

Calligenia came to life completely alone, naked, and amidst a beautiful flurry of crystallized ice in the northern wastes of East Sleibte. Unfortunately, due to the isolated circumstances of her creation, Calligenia found herself with the name bestowed upon her by the nature spirits as her sole possession. In essence, she had no home, no family, and no community. Within an hour of her emergence into the world, Calligenia began to wander through her domain, searching aimlessly for a place to settle down and a community to connect with…

As of yet, she is very much unsuccessful.</div>

<b>Thread Status:</b> Open
<b>Players involved:</b> Moons, ImmortalLady
<b>Characters involved:</b> Miara (Moons), Ève (ImmortalLady)
<b>Setting:</b> Southern shore of Odslig Lake
<b>Time:</b> Relatively early morning
<b>Weather:</b> Rainy

Miara was miserable.

She tightened her cloak around her as the rain pattered on, tapping steadily against the rocks. Kneeling and pulling out her gathering knife to cut moss from the rocks at the lakeshore and scrape off as much dirt as she could, she shivered and cursed the weather.

Her dress was going to need cleaning, her cloak would be worse than useless until it dried. It's just a little water, she tried to assure herself. For Nialle's sake, since when does a little water bother a water nymph?

Her being a water nymph aside, though, she was cold. Well, I can't exactly use the moss until it's dry, and I haven't got guests right now. Maybe once I'm done here I'll be able to nap until the rain stops.

The promise of rest after the chore was done was small comfort, but comfort nonetheless. She sighed, adjusted the cloak in vain hopes of finding a slightly less soaked spot to rest against her back, and finished scraping the piece of moss she'd cut. Laying it in the basket, she put away her knife and stood up, knees popping with the movement. "Basket's halfway full," she mused to no one in particular. "Won't be too long now before I'm out of the rain."