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Name: Calix
Nickname: Lix
Gender: Male
Age: 626 but appears only 19 years old in human form
Species: Kitsune
Height: 6'0″
Element: Earth
Relations: Karyso Snowfire (father);

 <h3><div class="h3-underline">the personality</div></h3>
Calix can be describe in many ways, but he is first and foremost true to his nature. He is indeed a trickster and loves a good prank. Even though sometimes he does get a bit out of hand with his tricks, he has somewhat of a heart at least.
His tricks are something he takes pride in and he crafts everything from that smallest detail. It does have an effect on him and he often considers each illusion like a child to him and he makes sure to do his research before even doing the basic part of the prank, the set up. This shows that Calix is detail oriented. If the prank is not something that can happen, he probably would not do it. He doesn't want to waste his time on making someone believe the impossible, but he would rather toy with them and let their wildest dreams come true before ripping them away. 
The kitsune is also not really know for his love of kids. He tends to avoid them while he's in fox form. He also likes to avoid most kids in human form because he doesn't like to watch them cry if they get caught up in one of his jokes. He has a heart at times. Although, such a thing is hard to say when he seems to openly distaste anything that is not kitsune and refuses to train anyone in magic that is not of his race. He has only made one exception for this rule, and has no intention of making another.
Calix by all means is blunt. He doesn't like to sugar coat the truth for anyone. This has often led to have people think he is heartless and a jerk in most cases. Even if such claims is true, he feels it is more important to try to prepare a person for the real world than to lie about what is out there. Especially with those he cares for, he seems to even be more jagged around the edges. It is because he feels that the more he coats the truth, the most he will doom them to fail in the real world and thus possibly leading to their deaths. 
Although, he seems to be a bit loose with his tongue, he rarely cusses and swears in front of others. He finds it idiotic, to say the least, to lose one's cool in front of others. It would given them something to use against him at a later date. He not only prefers not to swears, mostly in front of strangers and kids, he is the type that would give his life for a friend. If a way is found to get past the hard exterior, there is someone who actually cares for others. He would give his life for those he loves, even though he often scolds them and gives the impression of being distant from feelings of love.
The kitsune is known to be anti-social. He doesn't like to make new friends and doesn't go out of his way to make them feel welcome around him. He would rather someone tell them what they wand and then leave instead of trying to make small talk. Unless he wants to talk to someone, he will often just go quiet and go about his business as if they are not there.
 <h3><div class="h3-underline">the abilities</div></h3>
<b>Illusions</b> Like his father and so many others of his species he does have the power of illusions. He is decent at them but it is clear he doesn't practice as often as he should for a kitsune with six tails. He is somewhat lacking in some regards and sloppy missing minor details here and there. Often he prefers to use this with a mix of his natural element as well to give a more realistic appearance and touch to his subjects he creates. However, if he had to choose he'd rather shy away from the gift of illusions preferring to practice his dark arts more in earth magic. When he does practice illusions it's normally not a good thing.
<b>Earth magic</b> Calix is most skilled with his earth magic having put most of his efforts in to learning about how to work with this form of magic. He, like most earth users, has a weakness to fire magic since it can burn away some of the trees and forestry he creates. However, should he decide to move the very ground itself in an earthquake water is more of a weakness. He has been spending massive amounts of time honing his skills trying to minimize his weakness for his own protection from his own kind and those that hunt kitsune. 
<b>Royal</b> Despite being a royal kitsune like his father he finds it very hard to make his illusions a reality. He had been told it is because of his sheer refusal to work on them to make them perfect. He thinks it's his age. He hasn't gained all nine tails being so young and part of him blames thathe on his short coming.

 <h3><div class="h3-underline">the appearance </div></h3>
Calix is tall and lean similar to his father, but favors more of a human structure similar to his late mother. He has human ears and his features are not so fine and sharp as his elven father's. <img src="http://pre09.deviantart.net/2bc2/th/pre/i/2016/220/3/9/csketch_05_j_by_faesu_dab58gk_by_sordid_justice-dad6ay2.png"style="height:400px;float:right;">
He does have his father's bicolored hair. He didn't have snowy white hair like his dad but instead sports the black hair color as the main base from his mother either white streaks in his hair that are the same color as his father's giving him a slight salt and pepper look in his hair. His hair is short cut with long layers. His eyes are a very dark gray so close to black that it is hard to determine the difference between the iris and the pupil.
His skin is fair with a slight tan. Over the years he has collected various tattoos along his body. The first tattoo he got went all the way around his neck in strange symbols that actually mean nothing to anyone but him. They are not words nor symbols for words. They're just something that point to his past and often he wears a collar to hide them from view from wandering eyes. He doesn't really like to share them because of how many people have asked what they mean. The next tattoo he got was his sleeve on his right arm which is a collection of tribal symbols each one referring to a different point in his life. His last tattoo is the most recent only having appeared in the last ten years. It is a tattoo across his left breast and sliding down the left side of his chest disappearing into his pants were very few know where it leads. This tattoo is the most intricate and often he just says it is a charm to keep people out but in reality it's part of his story.
He dresses in a style similar to his father with a more punk style. Often found with boots, black pants, and a lot of chains and belts with the potential no shirt look is often what Calix wears. He really enjoys to wear the collar around his neck the most and that one always has a chain on it that he often plays with without really thinking about what he is doing when he plays with it.
<img src="http://img09.deviantart.net/6e22/i/2016/319/2/7/sdkfey5_by_sordid_justice-daoktks.jpg" style="width:300px;float:left;padding;10px:"> He is a black kitsune with a white belly, chest, and under his tails. His cheeks are also white along with the inside of his ears. Along his black fur he has small markings of red slashes that are inherited from his father who had been a red kitsune however unlike his tall kitsune father he is actually the size of a regular fox. He is much smaller like his mother had been and often he uses this to his advantage to hide. Along his tails are black markings that almost form little hooks with red on the inside. The tips of his tail is also red. His fur is very short and silky. The red markings are great for hiding in the summer weather however in winter he finds it hard to do without cloaking himself with an illusion.

Character's Name: Z'laenna

Titles: Lady of the Lash, Mistress of Binds.

Age: Over 1000 years old, though appears to be in her late twenties.

Gender: Female

Species: War Demon Royal

Appearance
Her usual form is that of a human woman. She is not particularly tall, but is not short either. She has shoulder length silver hair, framing a pale face. Red eyes glow from behind her bands, which are pushed back whenever she considers herself superior to her company. The shape of her face is definitely noble, though a closed, third eye tattoo is covered on her head.

Normally, she can be found wearing a mixture of armor and fine clothe. Her outfit is always colored with the royal purple, and has shoulder-pads that have occasionally been described as 'large enough to land a dragon on.' In truth, they are only large enough to land a falcon on, which is actually their purpose. She rarely wears headgear, and only wears one small earring, though the ear changes. A necklace, with a gem, goes down her low-cut top, meant to throw off people talking to her so she can manipulate them better.

True Form

In her true form, Z'laenna appears in heavy plate armor, with several severe battle-wounds along her chest and arms, including a gaping hole over her stomach that extends through her body. Torrents of blood flow from these wounds. The covered tattoo becomes a real eye, through which she can project her magic.

Personality
Arrogant, aloof and incredibly confident, Z'laenna has a commanding presence. To those she views as her subjects, she is distant, but welcoming, helpful and almost compassionate. To those who do not qualify for that description, she is distant and mocking, treating them as one would a child. The exceptions to this rule are few and far between, normally other Royals. She still tends to be rather sarcastic and her general tone is 'vaguely amused'.

She truly does care for her people, however, and will do whatever it takes to ensure that they will survive. Those who would do harm to her people will find no mercy at her hands. She views her people as an extension of herself, and therefore treats an insult to them as an insult to herself. She is creative and manipulative, enjoying the politics of her position quite happily. 

Abilities
Z'laenna is a master of Puppetry based magics. She will use wires as the binding threads, either forging them directly into puppets or using them to bind something else to serve the purpose. She can work magic through her puppets, though at greater cost than if she used it directly. Her most dangerous puppetry is using the wires to bind another creature to her will. While directly overriding someone's control of their own body takes effort, and requires greater effort the stronger the individual in question is, she mostly keeps them under her control with the threat of losing their freewill.

She is a master of earth and water magics, capable of manipulating blood as a weapon, forging it into spears or blades. Her most dangerous asset is her immense reserves of power, which she can use to make her large-scale puppetry possible. She is always accompanied by her familiars, a series of controlled animals and statues that can act as her eyes and ears when away from her.

Her greatest weapon, however, is something known only as the Sovereigns. What they are, or if they even exist, is unknown to all but a few. It is an ability of pure magic, projected through the third eye in her true form. It creates a sphere of magic which brands those struck by it with a powerful curse. Depending on her intention when cast, it can bind the target, weaken them, or draw misfortune their way. Using this ability on an individual will drain her reserves to the breaking point, no matter how much energy she had left.

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Character's Name: Ferron Bloodmoon

Nicknames: (If Any) The mutt

Age: Twenty four

Gender: Male

Species: Cursed human/werewolf

Abilities: Lacks magic entirely, but is very skilled with weapons. He often carries around an arsenal of weapons to meet any situation, and is a master with both the bow and his twin swords. His control over his wolven form is absolute.

Appearance:

Human:

His most obvious feature is his feral look. Pronounced canines make him look more beast-like than a normal human. His skin is tan, though not heavily so. His eyes are signal blue. Hair is neck-length, black, and a bit spiky. His nose is more pronounced, though not actually huge, suggesting a good sense of smell. He stands about six foot nine, and has visible muscle. He is somewhat wiry, which makes him look slightly less dangerous than he actually is.

He prefers to wear simple leather outfits, focusing on function and durability over style. He will often wear a cloak to disguise his packs of supplies which are strapped on his person at any time. He almost always will have his twin swords, Silver and Water, as well as his bow, Moon, which he uses to fire off his special arrows.

Wolf:

In wolf form, Ferron is a large midnight black beast. Despite standing at about four foot six, he is surprisingly fast and quiet, using the pads on his feet to avoid making noise as he runs. He has several scars visible in this form, most notably a long, thin line down his right side. His fur is about an inch and a half long, which helps him look smaller than he actually is. His eyes are slitted, oddly enough, and his front-most fangs are slightly longer than natural, giving him an almost saber-toothed look. 


Personality:

Ferron is a sadistic and very dark individual. He is capable of tormenting and murdering with no moral strife. It isn't that he feels nothing for the act of killing or those that are his victims, it's instead that he simply doesn't care. In his mind, if they weren't strong enough to kill him, then they did not deserve to live. He is very amoral, willing to do anything to accomplish his goals, as long as it doesn't break the rules his ideals set for him.

While his ideals themselves are complicated, His rules are simple and can be summed up as follows: Liars are trash, Traitors are worse. Those who are adopted as a member of the pack are allies, and their lives are worth more than his own. Respect the laws of nature, and accept their decrees.

In effect, this means that he will never lie, though he is a big fan of using exact words to get around this. If he makes a promise or chooses a side, he will not betray them unless they do so first. 

He takes great pleasure in determining whether the will and/or strength of one person or party is capable of overpowering those of another and genuinely respects people of strong will and unshakable conviction, but cares little to nothing for lives that are affected or even lost as a consequence of the conflicts that arise. Even his own life is accountable to his warped ideals and he is only too glad to put his existence on the line. 


History: 
He serves in the same mercenary unit as Balthoron, and has become friends with the elf, adopting him into his 'pack'. 

Character's Name: Viral

Nicknames: None

Age: 35

Gender: Male

Species: Lion

Abilities: Blessed with an incredibly resilient hide and great strength. He is a deadly opponent capable of breaking just about anything that gets caught in his claws, though he lacks the speed to really take advantage of this. He's like a glacier, slow and easy to avoid, but deadly if he manages to corner his prey. He knows very little magic because of this, mostly just having skill in mind reading and telepathy.

Appearance: 

Personality: A massive playboy, Viral isn't the type for settling down. He can be charming when he wants to be, but his main interest in life is simply seducing females. Beyond that, he's a rather laid back individual, the strength his ancestry grants him making him a bit overconfident in fights. He is caring when need be, but mostly just lives for his passions.


He is a willing rogue, wandering around the plains at will. When he finds lions, he visits and has his fun. He prefers not to linger very long, but occasionally will if someone provokes his interest.


History: (If requested or needed to explain the power behind a character)

Character's Name: Ysardel

Nickname: Banshee

Age: 4196 years old

Gender: Female

Species: Dragon

Abilities:
Ysardel is an assassin, and her abilities are all built around a quick, deadly blow. From the poison in her tail to her claws and teeth, she is a deadly combatant built to kill. Her fire-breath is stained black, and she tends to use the darkness to her advantage. Her most powerful ability, however, is the banshee wail. A loud, disorienting sound, Ysardel uses it to confuse and weaken her enemies. Prolonged exposure can be fatal, and if needed she can release a more powerful sound that kills small creatures and injures larger ones, though this variant can cause her to lose her voice if used repeatedly. Ysardel also is completely incapable of using magic, though she can still activate magical devices like fire stones.
Appearance:
A dark ebony dragon, standing nearly 14 feet tall. Her body is covered in silver markings. Many scars litter her body, mostly hidden in the darkness of her ebony scales. She sports both a jagged barb, a stinger carrying a deadly poison, at the end of a whiplike tail as well as huge, vicious talons. Her head is narrow and snakelike, with large eyes, and cruel fangs. Her wings are batlike, the wing-bones are long, flexible, and almost impossible to break, and support a light silver, semitransparent web. Each wing possesses three sharp talons at the main joint bend, acting as extra hands or feet if needed. 
Personality:
She is wrathful and aggressive, sadistic and deadly. She will freely take lives, toying with them for as long as amuses her. When her rage escalates to an extreme, she becomes calm, collected, and tranquil, though this does not prevent her from dealing pain and death. A few individuals she has met earned something other than rage or contempt from her, and those she guards carefully.
History: (If requested or needed to explain the power behind a character) 

Character's Name: Areal

Age: 424

Gender: Male

Species: Kitsune

Abilities: A master of illusion, Areal is capable of making almost real illusions. In this regard he is similar to most kitsune. He also is skilled with foxfire, controlling fire with relative ease. He has also learned Destructive and Necromantic magics. While he knows a variety of spells in both schools, he does not have any real power in these magics, and outside his specialties, his magic is weak.

Appearance:

Human:

Areal prefers to take a very effeminate form. His hair is always long, at least shoulder length. His skin is incredibly pale, which is combined with silver (slitted) eyes to look albino. As an odd sort of counter to the paleness, his hair is pure black. He stands at about five foot one, and is very slim.

His fingers are long and slender, though they end in claws. He always wears robes, normally long and flowing, to conceal even more about himself. Hidden under the robes, and often wrapped around his chest, are his tails.

Fox:

In Fox form, Areal has white fur, almost as pale as his skin in human form. He has tribal markings, in the form of red lines, under his eyes, which are silver. He has Five tails, which slowly become more blue tinted until it becomes a very deep blue on the tip. On his legs, he has mall blue swirls in the white fur.

Personality: Areal is the Trickster incarnate. Almost everything he says and does is false, unless his goals would be better served by telling the truth. He gains an intense enjoyment from misdirecting people, going so far as appearing feminine with a female name. He is skilled with illusions, and has a habit of harassing passerby with minor illusions.

He has few principles, but will stick to the ones he has. For example, his tricks are never malicious, and he dislikes innocent people being caught in serious repercussions. 

His actual personality is rather hidden, as he has a habit of changing how he acts, depending on how he can best mess with people.

Character's Name: Balthoron Mindeye
Age: 125

Gender: Male

Species: Pren Elf

Abilities:A powerful nature mage, Balthoron has dedicated his abilities to mastering the magics he was taught in the monastery. These abilities were all based around nature, as the monastery was dedicated to the God of the Forests. This has resulted in him being able to control plants and exhibit limited control over animals. Most of his spells are cast through an incantation, meaning that while they are powerful, they can be interrupted. His most powerful ability is to create familiars from the nature around him. These creatures can be deadly, but have a sympathetic bond with him, and damage to them will be reflected back onto him, in a lesser degree. For example, if a familiar in incinerated, Balthoron will be burned, though not badly.

His training in monastic life has taught him how to access his inner reality, his mental landscape. Though normally used for meditation, in battle, he can  pass through this landscape as a method of travel, moving rapidly across a short distance. This method is faster, but more draining, than normal portals. From the outside, this can resemble teleportation. However, this access does leave him particularly vulnerable to mental attack, as it can cause physical damage. This focus on his magic has left him only reasonable with a blade or bow, where he relies more on his natural elven gifts than any real skill. Though his is not a novice, any skilled user of the blade could best him in a purely physical confrontation.

Appearance:His hair appears to be stained green, though it had originally been brown. His skin is lightly tanned, and his eyes are a deep blue.. He usually wears an armored bodysuit. The fabric is green and formfitting. It has steel armor on his shoulders and knees, placed there to protect his joints. The armor appears to be there to protect the joints, though the armor is designed so it doesn't restrict his mobility.

Personality: He is a rather proud individual, though not without reason. While he is reasonable with the sword, he learned to access his mind and draws his power from it.  It has made him arrogant, though he is not the type to start a confrontation without good reason. Those who disrespect him or his achievements will be met with a personal hatred, and he is likely to confront them at some point. His actions are often dictated be either a desire to follow, or rebel from, the moral code the monks raised him with. His struggle between the desire to be his own person and the influence of his upbringing, can lead him to be random, contradicting himself when the mood strikes him.

He does have two rules, though, which are held universally for his company: Always honor your agreements and never compromise your comrades. If these two are in conflict, his comrades are his higher priority.

He prefers to fight tactically, using his abilities to change the battlefield to give himself an advantage, or waiting until the ideal moment to confront a more powerful opponent. 

History: Born to a pair of lower class Pren elves, Balthoron was sent off to live at a monastery of Malina early in his life. His parents had been devout, and with no better way to care for their child, they hoped he would enjoy the church as they had. While Balthoron took to the study of nature easily, he did have some troubles with the moral code the temple desired of it's adherents. Once he was old enough and trained enough, Balthoron vanished from the temple.

Since then, the mage lived as a mercenary, hired to protect trade, expeditions, or to just kill people and beasts. He was successful enough to earn a last name, and started his own mercenary company, the Companions of the Wilds, which has become known for only accepting worthy warriors.

"As Queen, I must embody the best of my people's Virtues."

Character's Name: Mileani Lightbringer

Titles: Queen of Light, Lady of the Auroras.

Age: Over 1000 years old, though appears to be in her late twenties.

Gender: Female

Species: Light Angel Royal

Abilities:
As the Queen of the Light Angels, she is a powerful user of Light magic. Her skill with healing rivals the greatest Clerics. In battle, her light magic is second to none, capable of matching even the strongest of mages. She has a preference for annihilation spells, magic that simply destroys the target in blinding light. Her focus on magic has cost her, however, and she is far less skilled in physical combat than others at her level. She also is entirely incapable of using other kinds of magic. On the field of battle, her magic is powerful and extensive. However, her annihilation magic is extremely draining, and she can only use a few castings every few days. Her reserves are large, though only to the degree where she is on par with other royals.

Appearance:
Milaeni Lightbringer is a tall woman with the height to match most of the men, standing at a towering 6 feet and 6 inches. She is slender at first glance, but is actually covered in lean muscles developed through years of training. She is usually seen in flowing, white robes that are decorated with silvery embroidery; these robes are specially woven from threads of divine metal which allow them to serve as armor as well as clothing.
The Queen of Light has fair skin, and her long, silvery hair frames her face and flows down her back like a moonlit waterfall. Her eyes are a piercing blue, like icy gems that gleam with an inner light. Altogether, Queen Lightbringer radiates prowess and grace, which is evident in the way she moves and carries herself.

Personality:
If one were to describe her in a single word, it would be 'Regal'. Everything she does, from eating to sleeping to talking to fighting, is done gracefully and properly. Her upbringing gives her no alternative. She cares deeply for her people, but understands the hard rule a species of crusaders needs to stay in line. Her compassion has put her in danger on more than one occasion, but she compensates by through her advisors, rather than changing herself.

However, she is very receptive to the changing balance of light and darkness in the world. As darkness grows in the lands, her own personal darkness will grow.

Character's Name: Quilia

Age: 25 years old

Gender: Female

Species: Lion

Abilities: 
Is rather skilled with the fire element. Aside from that, uses natural grace in combat and while moving. While using her element, her white markings glow a reddish yellow.

Personality: 
She is calm and collected in most situations. While good at talking to others, she has a noticeable temper that can be hard to cool. Once fired up, she tends to unleash her flames, even if just for a show. She is very loyal to those she considers friends, though she has had no shortage of trouble due to certain aspects of her personality.

She is someone who is controlled by her passions, at least when males are around, and enjoys doing a large amount of flirting. However, most of it is not serious, and she just enjoys doing so to pass the time. However, she is not against the advances that these actions tend to lead to. As a rule, she does not flirt with claimed males unless they start it, under the rule that if a female can't keep her mate, she doesn't deserve him.