Don't have any of my posts saved, but I do have back-ups of all my character bios. Sooo, here are the first three:

Name: Andrei Eckhardt
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 167 lbs.
Race: Human
Birthplace: a sequestered temple deep in the mountains of Pemrin
Starting Point: Pemrin
Description: PICTURE
Andrei has short, light brown and slightly unkempt hair, and light green eyes. He wears heavy armor on his arms, legs and his upper torso, though the latter two are mostly concealed by a long black and white coat. The armor, like his coat, is mostly black with many white pieces, and the occasional gold and red, patterned in. The gauntlets of his armor each have razor-like blades running along the top and extending beyond the gauntlet to about the elbow. However, the most outstanding feature of his armor is the metal string drawn from a piece of armor at the base of his neck to both shoulders along which black pieces of a film-like material which, while sharp and blade-like in shape, collectively look almost like feathers, are strung. The coat, the long sash that binds it at his waist, and the wings are all entirely ornamental, but the complete set is a ceremonial armor that signifies and proves his position to those who might seek him out.
Personality: To say that Andrei has lived a sheltered life would be an understatement. His unique upbringing has led him to become a man of strong will and conviction, he is very self-confident, and believes himself capable of overcoming any trial. He is also painfully naïve in the ways of the world, finding himself uncertain of what to do in even (what are to others) the most basic and common social situations, though he is far too proud to admit this, which usually only leads to even further trouble. It isn't that Andrei is an egotistical narcissist or anything; he is simply so unused to failure that he feels even the smallest mistakes are a mark of his failure as a person.
History: Andrei spent his whole life growing up in the temple training grounds, and, like all of his lineage, underwent the trial and achieved his Soul Crush at a very young age. As the only son of the current master of the training grounds, the entirety of his childhood was devoted to training to take his father's place some day. Though he has now come of age and is technically ready to become the next master, his father gave him one final trial to overcome - to spend a year travelling Rallandia, to learn of life outside the temple.
Weapons: Andrei wields a massive, very long greatsword, patterned to match his armor: a long black grip, sans pommel, with a gold stripe running its length; a highly intricate, golden crossguard, with a diamond-cut ruby inlaid in the chappe; and a gold stripe, equal in size to the one on the grip, running the fuller of the blade, while the blade itself is red.
Special Move(s):
•Balm of Flesh - Revealed in RP.
•Blood of the Lamb - Revealed in RP.
•Caladrius - Revealed in RP.
•Drawing the Dawn - Drawing the Dawn actually summons a small sphere of pure light, whose intensity and projection are in Andrei's control - it can be used as a magical torch, or with a focused angle and increased intensity, used to temporarily blind an opponent.
•Heaven Rain - Revealed in RP.
•Phase Beam - Revealed in RP.
Soul Crush: King of Blades - Revealed in RP.

(yes, I added the last two special moves, as he would otherwise have no offensive spells, which turned out to be kinda boring)

Name: Reinhilde Schwartz
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 138 lbs.
Race: Human
Birthplace: Seyonia
Starting Point: Seyonia
Description: PICTURE
Reinhilde has very long, straight, pure black hair that reaches down past her knees. She has long, unkempt bangs that she keeps from clouding her vision (for the most part) with a piece of armor that serves a dual purpose as a headband. Her eyes are goldenrod, and she wears long, gold, teardrop earrings. She wears armor as black as her hair, composed of lightweight plates that would seem to be pieced together from scraps if said pieces weren't so intricately woven together. Her left arm is fitted with a high pauldron and heavier plates, extending the length of her arm all the way down to armored fingers that end with talon-like points. The right arm is slightly less armored, without the high pauldron and a simple black leather glove to cover her hand, allowing for greater flexibility. Underneath the plates, and only visible around her midriff between the breastplate and the armor covering her lower body, is a thin suit of golden scalemail. Her upper legs are unprotected save leggings of the same material as the right glove, but are covered with a white knee-length skirt with gold trim. There is a narrower piece of cloth, of the same design as the skirt, in front of it that runs down to about mid-shin in length, and a similarly narrow but longer piece behind. Her shins and feet are protected by the same platemail that covers her upper body.
Personality: Reinhilde is absolutely a product of her occupation. She has a nasty tendency of seeing the world in terms of science and mathematics, truths and probabilities, and people (with very few exceptions) as numbers. She herself is uncertain if this is her actual view of the world or if it is a self-delusional defense mechanism to protect herself from growing close to anyone. Of the few people she associates with on a regular basis, most have come to know her as ruthless and coldhearted, earning her the nickname "Queen of Numbers." While she doesn't particularly like the nickname, she sees no reason to refute it so long as it serves her purposes.
History: Reinhilde, as the eldest child of the Schwartz clan, has had the course of her life predetermined. She was trained from an early age in the schools of military tactics and strategies. The knowledge and skills were passed down from her father, as they were from his father to him, and so on for generations until, as legend has it, reaching the General Schwartz who commanded the troops that defeated the Korupt menace. Though Reinhilde herself doesn't know of such stories are true, the knowledge of strategies, the skills, and the seemingly natural proclivity towards such things are very real, and she - like her father - was the only logical choice to be elected General of the Seyonian Army.
Weapons: Reinhilde always carries her father's sword with her, usually wearing it on her back and almost never wielding it, as it has proven too heavy for her to use effectively. She keeps it with her more for the sentimental value than anything else. For combat purposes, she keeps a small, curved blade with her supposedly made of damascus steel, which, when used in conjunction with the talons of her left gauntlet, have proven more than enough to take down the average foe.
Special Move(s):
•Become the Flame - The most powerful spell in Reinhilde's arsenal, Reinhilde can cause her own body to become a furnace for the flame; her body will give off intense amounts of heat - enough to ignite nearby flammable objects. She herself is immune to the heat, and anything she wears or carries will not ignite.
•Fireproof - Reinhilde can make herself immune to the burning effects of fire for a short period of time, though it is limited in that she will still feel the heat of the flames and the spell does not extend to anything beyond herself.
•Firestarter - Reinhilde uses her control over the fire element to spark a fire anywhere within sensory range. The fire itself isn't magical and can be extinguished through ordinary means, but when used on a person or a flammable substance, much damage may be done before it is put out.
•Truth without Knowledge - Revealed in RP.
•Will of the Flame - Reinhilde uses her fire magic to instill in friends and followers the will to succeed above and beyond their own capacity.
Soul Crush: Firewalker - Revealed in RP.

Name: Wyn Argall
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 148 lbs.
Race: Tribal
Birthplace: Raitzun
Starting Point: Raitzun
Description: PICTURE
Wyn stands out even in his own home; lacking the sandy, light brown fur of his brethren, Wyn's fur is snow white spotted with raven black. His ears are tipped with black and his tail has three rings of black fur dividing it into sections. He has carefully dyed his facial fur to draw two black lines, running each cheek up to each eye. Despite the otherwise white fur of his ears and face, his head is coiffed with black hair, short and stylishly scruffy. His eyes are an incredibly pale, icy blue. For clothing, he prefers the trappings of humankind, and is usually dressed in a white t-shirt, black slacks with a black belt, which itself has a silver buckle, and a black cotton sports jacket with the sleeves rolled back and the collar 'popped.' He also wears a black tie emblazoned with the family crest, and a simple black bracelet on each wrist, each adorned with a silver version of the crest.
History/Personality: As could be expected from someone with such a starkly different appearance than the other Tribals of his community, Wyn was teased and ostracized and his childhood left a lot to be desired. However, as he matured, he realized he could make his standing out a good thing. After a lot of posturing and acting like their insults were beneath him, without ever explaining himself, people started thinking he knew something they didn't, and that perhaps he was something special. He reveled in this change, and inevitably started believing in his own hype. Now he's incredibly self-confident (almost to the point of having delusions of grandeur), has a tendency to act like most others are beneath him, and towards the fairer sex is incredibly flirtatious, often approaching with the angle that he's doing them a favor by asking them out. Even if it is all just a ruse, he doesn't seem to be inclined to ditch it anytime soon.
Weapons: Though Wyn has never seen true combat, he has gone hunting with his father often enough to be a fairly skilled bowman. He uses a bow of elm, but unlike most archers, he prefers to move in close to his prey to give the arrow maximum effect.
Special Move(s):
•Clean Shot - An attack using a specially designed arrow with a conic head, this close range attack punches the arrow clean through even the toughest of hides or sturdiest of armors, and on an unguarded target, can and often does pass completely through to the other side. Especially effective when used with Quicken the Blood.
•Drill Bit - Revealed in RP.
•Frost Tip - Revealed in RP.
•Ignition Tip - Revealed in RP.
•Punch Tip - Revealed in RP.
•Quicken the Blood - This attack uses an arrow coated in a special concoction that drastically increases the victim's heart rate and, by proxy, the flow of blood. An opponent with only a few open wounds would quickly loose his strength if this poison were to enter his system.
•Serrated Edge - A brutal arrow with serrated edges on its head - not especially deadly going in, but can do irreparable damage coming out.
•Uncanny Aim - Though his specialty is close-range archery, Wyn is aware that some beasts take many arrows to be felled, and the greater the distance between him and his prey, the more arrows can be launched. Uncanny Aim allows Wyn to hit an opponent at incredible distances with unerring accuracy, even arcing his shots to hit enemies behind cover if necessary.
Nature's Wrath: White Tiger Pride - Once activated, Wyn puts out a sort of aura affecting friend and foe alike, leaving them awestruck by his appearance: they are distracted and their senses are dulled by an unnatural welling of respect, admiration, and even fear. While not an offensive ability, he can easily shoot down an enemy too fazed by these powerful feelings to notice he's already nocked an arrow and taken aim...

(some additional, more...violent...arrows have been added to Wyn's arsenal as well - he'll be crafting them over the course of the story as a result of seeing how ineffectual his original sets were on the Vastans).

Name: Darc Vendetta

Age: He looks 19 but his real age is unknown

Gender: Male

Height: 6 ft 2 in

Weight: 150 pounds

Race: Vastan

Birthplace: Unknown

Starting Point: Nifleheim

Description: He has long jet black hair with crimson cold eyes and looks mostly human. He wears jeans, with a long black leather trench coat that goes down to his feet with a black tank top. He also wears sleek looking sunglasses, which are also black. There are also two gigantic black demonic wings coming out of his back, that have a dark purple aura around them sometimes.

Personality: He is the Vastan king of the korupts and the other
vastans. He loves to eat his own kind if there is no food lying around and favours the taste of human and tribal blood. He loves to watch cage battles deep in the city of Nifleheim and finds it amusing. Another thing he finds amusing is torturing prisoners and such. He favours young fresh women for his lustful desires whether they want to or not. He is a true korupt.

History: N/A will be revealed later on.

Weapon: Darc uses a large sword that’s called the Cannibal, anyone who gets a direct by this cursed blade will have its flesh partly devoured by the blade. It eats slowly through armor, but against cloth or flesh it eats through quite quick.

Special Move(s): N/A, will be revealed later on.

Resurrection: N/A will be revealed later on


Name: Rin Orihime

Age: looks 17 real age unknown

Gender: female

Height: 5 ft 5 in

Weight: 130 pounds

Race: Vastan

Birthplace: Unknown

Starting Point: Nifleheim

Description: Shoulder length crimson hair, red eyes, she has a blue horizontal marking on the right side of her face and on the right side of her torso. She wears matching black armored chest plate and black armored shoulder pads with black gloves. She wore black pants with a belt with a pocket on the right side where she carries something, that is unknown. She also has to grand black angel wings sprouting out her back.

Personality: Rin does not say much, but is very obedient to her king and does whatever he wishes. She is Darc’s right hand man, and is his personal body guard. Many korupts and vastans find her cold blooded due to whomever comes onto her bad side is killed quite quickly and without hesitation. Darc favours her for her ruthlessness.

History: N/A will be revealed later on

Weapons: Death & Vengeance – Rin’s Dual swords she uses in combat. They are covered in a layer of flames while fighting, at rest they are like regular dual swords.

Special Move(s): N/A will be revealed later on

Resurrection: N/A will be revealed later on


Name: Jakal Arigawa

Age: looks 22 real age unknown

Gender: Male

Height: 6 ft 4 in

Weight: 152 pounds

Race: Vastan

Birthplace: Unknown

Starting Point: Nifleheim

Description: Jakal has half shoulder length hair that is black and red eyes. He wears white pants with a black tank top, there is a dark purple sash around his waist and dirty torn bandages around his torso used for decoration not that he’s injured. He also has on shoulder pad on his right shoulder.

Personality: Jakal is super genius, but he is the best kind of genius though, the evil kind. He is very cold blooded and loves to watch the suffering and misfortune of others. He is Darc’s military General who controls the army’s he ranks under Ulkrin. Making him 3rd in rank.

History: N/A will be revealed later on.
Weapons: N/A will be revealed later on

Special Move(s): N/A will be revealed later on

Resurrection: Doesn’t have one, in replace of a technique he is just the smartest of the smart.

Sample Post: Through the dimly lit hallways of an eerie castle, there are arguing voices in the distance. Two large doors stood where the voice are coming from, inside there lies the kings chamber where a man sat in the shadows on his thrown his two red eyes the only things you are able to see. “Continue Rin, let’s see you do that...” Darc said with a smirk on his face. Rin the crimson haired Vastan nodded silently and ran towards another Vastan, running past him. She stopped a few feet away after passing the Vastan, the male Vastan had a strange look on his face before blood squirted out of his torso before his top half fell off the bottom half.

“Lord Darc, why must you have her always chop up my best soldiers...” Jakal said putting a hand on his face sighing. “Hey you, soldier! Pick up the pieces, and bring them to my lab I’ll fix this pathetic boy back together...”

Luckily, the site worked so I grabbed this off of there. I'm gonna start backing my chars up now too. ^ ^U I feel stupid for not doing so earlier.

Name: Shaia Inkaaryu
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 114
Race: Tribal
Birthplace: Crocedian
Starting Point: Totalas

Description: Being of the Tribal race, Shaia has the traditional fur covering most of her body. But since she's of a "royal" lineage, her fur is a beautiful silvery color. Eyes of rose shine with passion and curiosity. She wears gray fur tank top and a matching skirt.

Personality: Shaia's curiosity couldn't shine more brightly. She's constantly looking for fun and doesn't like being cooped up in one place for too long. Her energy and natural charisma tend to attract others to her. In fact, without knowing it, groups of people drift in her direction.

History: Ever since she was young, Shaia's father, the Elder of the Tribals, has pushed her quickly through harsh training, but her spirit wouldn't allow it. She was skip training and sneak around the village, returning after a while only to endure even harsher training. Due to her sneaking out, she's developed the skills of a thief. Her agility, swiftness, and silence are unparalleled in the Tribals.

Eventually, Shaia forced into the trial for receiving the Nature's Wrath. She's been in the temple for three days now.

Weapons: Shaia has mastered the art of throwing projectiles and is able to hit targets dead on at distances up to 30 meters. She also wields a long spear -Shichiyou- made from the bones of the ancient Insiida. These bones are stronger than most blades out there.

Special Move(s):
Lunar Mirage - Revealed in RP
Spiraling Crescent - Revealed in RP
Diving Moonlight - Revealed in RP

Nature’s Wrath:
Moonlit Serenade - Revealed in RP

Sample Post:
[Shaia Inkaaru] Totalas Forest

Footsteps echoed from inside the temple, slowly but surely increasing in volume. At the exit, a body fell, sliding to a stop. "Geez. Can't even move correctly." The body pulled itself up, using the walls for support. "You owe me a new spear. This stone spear did no good whatsoever."

The woman inched her way towards the outer gate of the temple where guards stood waiting for her. "Lady Inkaaryu!" They rushed towards her and supported her. "Did you -- ?"

"Yeah. It took a while but --" Shaia lost consciousness and her body fell limp.

"Well -- let's get her home. Elder Inkaaryu's worried himself to insanity." One of the guards sheathed his sword and lifted Shaia while the other led the way back to the village. They were ready for the forest inhabitants to attack, but there were no encounters the entire way back. "It's as if they are bowing in respect."

"It couldn't be. They can't think like that -- can they?"

"I dunno, but it doesn't matter right now." The two stepped through the village gates. "Lady Inkaaryu has returned!"



Name: Sinjuya Inkaaryu
Age: 43
Gender: Male
Height: 7'4"
Weight: 268
Race: Tribal
Birthplace: Crocedian
Starting Point: Crocedian

Description: The Elder's, Sinjuya, massive, muscular body is covered in a rough, gray fur. Donning the heavy metal armor of "foreign lands", he can withstand many blows without so much as a flinch.

Personality: Sinjuya is a wise Tribal. His position as Elder was earned by both blood and merit. Hardened by battle and tempered by a wife, he is the ideal leader for the Tribals. Though, his clumsiness outside of battle gives off the impression of an unfit leader.

History: Sinjuya had never been very graceful unless battle or fighting was involved. He could outlast all the Tribals in contests of brute strength and endurance. His father had been ruthless during their training sessions, but it was this ruthlessness that brought the two closer. They bonded very closely and were more than father and son, they were comrades, partners in battle.

During one battle, Sinjuya was forced to use Nature's Wrath to rescue his father from being killed. No one was sure what happened but somehow, his Nature's Wrath was damaged and whenever he tried to use it after the incident, only pain erupted, no power. Later, he found a woman and was married soon afterward with his father's blessing.

Though, a while after Sinjuya was married, his father fell ill with a rare disease. He perished leaving Sinjuya to govern the Tribals in his place. Now, he has a daughter, and is trying to form a bond with her the same way his father did so many years ago.

Weapons: Sinjuya wields a giant battle axe -Wakemae- made of the bones of the ancient Insiida. With his strength, he has the capability of swinging it like a regular sword, though, wielding the axe in the traditional manner of two hands is preferred.

Special Move(s):
Terra Cleaver - Revealed in RP
Earthen Spire - Revealed in RP

Nature’s Wrath:
Revival of Insiida - Revealed in RP

Sample Post:
[Sinjuya Inkaaru] Crocedian

"Raaaah!!!" Trees leaned and lay their bodies on the ground with thunderous crashes. A huge gray beast wielding an equally large axe stood heaving. Three days?! Three days?! She's been gone for three whole days?!

"Elder!" A small looking Tribal came sprinting through the trees and sliding to a stop. "Scouts report: We have seen three Tribals traveling through the forest, two male, one female."

"She's back!" Sinjuya's voice boomed with excitement. "She'll love what I have ready for her." He immediately rushed off towards the village. "What are you waiting for? C'mon!"

"Yes, Elder." The two rushed through the forest and arrived in time for the guard's announcement that Shaia had returned home, but the Elder was saddened when he saw Shaia's unconscious body carried through the village gates.

Well the original forums are now back up after a bloody week of waiting, so now we can transfer some stuff from that one to this one.

And don't worry about adding extar abilities/special moves to your characters everyone. I've done the same thing to my own characters to add a bit more offensive punch and deffensive effect to them.

Name: Aramus Lei
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Height: 5'5
Weight:N/A
Race: Human
Birthplace: Pemrin Sacred Shrine
Starting Point: Pemrin
Description: Aramus has long black hair that reaches the shoulders, tied up in a pony tail with bangs that come over his face. He carries two short swords on his lower back incased inside a black sheath for each blade. He mainly wears light clothing that is somewhat traditional, a blue and sleeveless robe with a white sash tied around his waist. From the side view, his leg is exposed containing one belt strap that consists of different types of poisons and the like. His eyes are grey and he resembles a shrine maiden from the bell ornaments.

Personality: He is respectful, calm, strong willed, and has a sense of awareness of things that happen in the world. There has been times when his personal feelings have clouded his judgment like most people. Aramus is quick about saying what needs to be said whenever the time may arise, and how it will affect him now and later. Apparently his obligation towards important goals are far greater then astounding. Those past achievements earned in living a sheltered life at the shrine has made him what he is today.


History: Aramus has spent his days training at the sacred shrine to become a full on warrior. Over the past years of his entire life, the family has bared the title as Protectors of Rallandia. They are an all purpose secret group, that watches over the land and its people should the need ever arises. Most children who are trained at a young age become fully prepared at the age of 18 while others like Aramus that are unique graduate sooner. Some of his achievements come from his time spent in the group who call themselves the SHIELD. Scattered through out the land they explore the wonders of the world, accepting jobs and researching the different inhabitants. At current his only concern now is seeing the world for what it is, after hearing about the legends and coming evil for many years, he is now given the chance to resign his role as a mercenary.

Special Moves:
Raging Serpent
Tidal Wave
Moon Crescent



Weapons: Twin Kusanagi Fang is a short blade that comes in a pair. Other then the fact it possess strong resistance compared to most normal weapons. There is nothing that's completely out of the ordinary. His other weapons are carried in special capsules that are made up of perfume.


Soul Crush: He hasn't obtained it due to his lack of knowledge about the existence of a greater power beyond the human limit, and has yet to undergo a proper trial.

Look who decided to show up.

Glad you missed me.

Why wouldn't I?

So, is this just a back-up? I mean, are we going to continue here or just use this when the other site is down?

I don't have any idea of what to post here.

Since the other site seems to be up and running again, we will back up what we need to from that and keep it on this forum in case the original crashes again. For the time being we will use the original, and if it ever crashes again we will come back to here.

I was going to post, but then tales forum went down on that night and I couldnt write it because I didn't remember what the hell happened. Damn it. If someone can supply me with the posts thatd be great... and Id post right when they got back up.