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Thread: DND 3.5-Dualitas: Character Profiles

See rules, and use basic template, I guess. No need to show specific stats, but do mention character templates you use and the like. Remember, you are making two characters, but please make two seperate posts, if you can. Gratzi. As I am also participating, I will be adding my characters here, as per the rules.
Thread: DND 3.5-Dualitas: Character Profiles

Name- Seiba Hidantez World- Dualitas Species- Half-Nymph Lucifern Age- 20Luciferns age as humans until maturity18-21, then their aging slows to a near stop Gender- Male Sexuality- Hetero Appearance- Dirty blonde hair with Sharp blue eyes, 5'9 and weighing 142 pounds. He is well built, without being overly muscular. His heritage is rather highly pronounced, being very attractive.Cha mod 7 Personality- Despite his noble heritage, Seiba is quite the simple man, despite his goals to 'Gain the strength of 20 men' or 'gain a working knowledge of everything the world has to offerInt mod 5, Wis mod 4. This has led him to being very wise to the world, and actively 'hunts' criminals in his current area, usually wandering from place to place. He tends to be overly generous at times. SkillsAbilities- 15th level Ranger, No spell variant. Notable Strengths- Physically and mentally strong, with a high sense of justice. This has led him to now actively hunting Fenrir Greatmaw the other PC I will be using, A violent and marauding Gnoll. Notable Weaknesses- Despite his intelligence, He can sometimes get fixed to an ideal or notion, and it will push him away from his path if left unchecked. Also, he is prone to pushing himself to far in the name of protecting someone, 'hunting', or personal training in general, and often pushed himself to the verge of death as a child. History- Born from the main line of the Hidantez Family, Seiba is quite well known for his bloodline, and his exploits. Many call him 'The People's Hero' or simply a 'Benefactor of Man'. Also, Despite his blood, the Good Deities have come to respect him as one with high moral standing. Seiba has also gone on several Hunts, taking down several bandit gangs and criminals, often alone, and often taking them in alive. Equipment- Mithril Breastplate, A special longbow, and a scimitar Goals Optional- .To gain the strength of 20 men .To gain a working knowledge of all the world has to offer .To help make a utopia, however small. .To wed and raise a family Miscellaneous- Can be cold to be kind at times, and sometimes puts up a tough guy act, but he's really a softie
Thread: DND 3.5-Dualitas: Character Profiles

Name Aranion Nodel World Dualitas Species Elf with Phrenic and Spellwarped Templates Age 140 Gender Male Sexuality Hetero Appearance Lithe, Muscular for an elf, Cerulean Hair, Emerald eyes No iris, No pupil, 5' 5, 157 pounds. Personality Easygoing, Festive, Driven, Contemplative. SkillsAbilities Lv.5 Wizard, Lv.10 Swiftblade Notable Strengths Speed, Wide variety of spells. Notable Weaknesses Less magic than equal level, Can be driven into a cold rage. History Aranion is of the Moon Elven Nodel Clan. He left his home in a mixture of wanderlust and wishing to expand his wizardry. Aranion adventured with a human woman and fell in love, only for her to die. Her death drove him to become better and faster, which lend to him studying the Haste spell, and becoming a better Mage than most his age. Aranion has found no one since then, and is unsure he ever will, but hopes. Equipment A longsword, a ring, and a cloak Goals To wander, to pass on his teachings, and to find someone to heal the hole in his heart. Miscellaneous Favorite food is green apples, favorite drink is cider, and favorite saying is, As long as one good person fights, evil cannot win.
Thread: DND 3.5-Dualitas: Character Profiles

Name- Fenrir Greatmaw World- Dualitas Species- Spellwarped Gnoll Age- 17 Gender- Male Sexuality- Hetero Appearance- At 6 feet tall and 160 pounds, Ferir is a terrible gnoll if there ever was one. His dark, brown-red fur is stained permanently stained with blood in some areas, and his body is insanely built underneath the fur. 26 str, 22 con His eyes let out a piercing green light, and he takes pride in his sharp claws and teeth. Personality- He IS the villain you've had nightmares about. Pillaging villages, mass murder, assassinations, kidnappings? He's done them all, and he only gets worse. Already originally unstable, he was subjected to experiments from a mage while he was young as a captured pup, then quickly turned to kill the mage when it was all said and done. He wants nothing more but to have everyone submit to him, crush them under his foot, or both. He lives for his own pleasure and bloodlust, and he would stop at nothing to destroy those who would get in his way. SkillsAbilities- Lv5 rogue, Lv.2 Barbarian, Lv.8 Assassin Notable Strengths- He is exceedingly blessed in the physical departments, and often uses that to his advantage in combat, deftly dodging and striking with deadly and crushing force in a sight of unrestrained brutality. Notable Weaknesses- He is exceedingly impulsive, and doesn't plan much unless he has good reason. History- His early years were that of a labrat, until he killed his experimenter and broke out. Since then, he basically kills, steals, and pillages. A lot. Equipment- Battleaxe, Mithril Breastplate, Ring Goals Optional- .Live however he pleases Miscellaneous- In hindsight, the experiments were never a good idea. The fool made a powerful, hateful being more powerful, and gave it more reason to hate. Now the damned Gnoll has killed the poor bastard, and he hasn't nearly stopped there..
Thread: DND 3.5-Dualitas: Character Profiles

Name- Benen Eachann World- Dualitas Species- Alimites Age- Unknown, looks about 25 Gender- Male Sexuality- Hetero Appearance- 6'2, 200 lbs. His eyes as cool gray as a winters night. Very strong, but agile at the same time. Personality- Quirky, He enjoys the simple things in life SkillsAbilities- Level 15 Soulknife Notable Strengths- kindness at heart, but strong where he is needed Notable Weaknesses- his kindness though his strength is also his down fall, though he won't be the first to jump into a burning building, he will save those in need History- little is known about Benen, his early life is a mystery, but what is known for the last 30 years he has been seen traveling the Plane with the high priestess Salis Hidantez Equipment- Gloves, Catalyst, bottle on his shoulder , and his goggles Goals Optional- find out the great mysteries in this world Miscellaneous- has a pension for drinking, but it doesn't seem to effect him.
Thread: DND 3.5-Dualitas: Character Profiles

Name- Salis Hidantez, High priestess of Lastai World- Dualitas Species- Lucifern Age- 86, looks about 26 Gender- Female Sexuality- bisexual Appearance- 5'6 130 lbs, luscious red lips, Forest green eyes, long rich black hair, and a pair of DD breasts Personality- Quirky, funny, but calm and collected SkillsAbilities- lvl 7 Cleric, lvl 8 Apostle of Peace Notable Strengths- her passion to help others, more those closer to her than anything else Notable Weaknesses- she is sometimes too passive, though tempered by her infatuation with Benen History- when she was young, she was abandon at a small temple to Lastai, and was raised as a child of the goddess. Slowly she began to be revered as one of the most beautiful women in all the the goddess' grace. Forsaking all material possessions, she received a quest from Lastai herself, to guide the world, by any means, to peace and love. She set out 30 yrs ago, along with Benen Eachann, a talented warrior whom she has devoted almost everything she has to help him protect her, and whom she loves. Equipment- only her sheer priestess robes of Lastai Goals Optional- to bring peace, and love to the world. By any means possible Miscellaneous- Salis is a bit of nymphomaniac, though many attempts to help have ended in a good fucking, she has mild control over when, and whom she enjoys herself with.
Thread: DND 3.5-Dualitas: Character Profiles

Name Catherine Moros World Dualitas Species Warforged Age 203 years Gender Female at least in appearance Sexuality None at the moment Appearance Feminine, usually with a human form that seems to be a human version of itherself. True appearance is a silvery female human figure. Sizes are 36B, 24, 36. Current form is short brown hair, brown eyes, and slightly tanned skin. True height is 5'10, true weight is 100 pounds. Current height is 5' 5, current weight is 95 pounds. I'll change those when I get home and look at the PHB. Personality Calm, Unflinching, Calculating, Decisive SkillsAbilities Lv. 15 Rogue Notable Strengths Calm under fire, and able to keep a clear head under nearly any circumstances. Notable Weaknesses Seems slightly inhuman in ither's calculative nature, and has little regard for self. History Catherine originally held the name '117', being the 117th creation of her creator. However, eventually ither creator was killed, and his creations left to their own devices. ItShe escaped with some others from the Labyrinth that was ither home. The survivors scattered, and in ither drifting the wilderness for a purpose, came across a farm. After helping the family there, 117 came to be regarded as part of the farm. When the farm owner's wife died in childbirth, the owner was inconsolable for days. Wishing itshe could help, 117 activated a hidden function and took on the dead wife's appearance. After a moment of confusion, itshe decided to try to help by taking the wife's place. After explaining what had happened, the farm owner slowly accepted it, and lived in a delusion where his wife didn't die. Decades later, after the farmer died, 117, now Catherine, quietly vanished, looking for a new life to live. Equipment Shortswords, Belt. Goals Find a new life to live Miscellaneous Has morals, no sex drive but will match a partner's, and has hidden functions, the only known one being the ability to take on a human form.
Thread: DND 3.5-Dualitas: Character Profiles

Name Xanivus World Ebberon Sexuality Hetero Appearance black hair about shoulder length, dark blue eyes, and unusually pale skin for a human, 5'11ft 140lbs, He usually doesn't like showing his face so he wears a hood over his head and uses a black face mask to cover his face. He is 19 years old. Personality Quiet, slightly greedy Skills and abilities rogueswashbuckler Notable strengths can get his friends out of dangerous situations Notable weaknesses He's a thief that doesn't know how to lockpick well History Never actually got to know his family he lived a poor life and ended up resorting to stealing. He then realized he was so good at stealing he wanted to go further with it. He now seeks adventure to find gold for himself Equipment Rapier and kukri Goals to become rich Miscellaneous He loves fey creatures
Thread: It's a Corpse Party! (RP)

It was late winter, and all was dark and cold in Sakura academy. So dark and so quiet, it felt like the slightest little sound was loud. All except for the class of A-1. It was 600 at night, yet a dim light was in the classroom. It seemed a group of students have stayed to clean up the classroom, but also spend time with their crippled friend, Katura Sakashima. She was moving due to her fragile condition. To a more auieter place in the country, so the group decided to spend the last night with her. And perfect way to spend that other than ghost stories? .....and then... worms slowly slithered out from his eyeball, eating the white flesh and all he could do was scream and rip at them with his fingers. That only caused him to rip at his own eyeballs though... and that is the Man with Bloody Eyes. Katura giggled as she leaned back in her chair.
Thread: It's a Corpse Party! (RP)

That was fucking horrible! Montag said as he entered the dark and rather drab room unannounced and most likely uninvited. He took his stance far away from the rest of the group leaning against the wall with his arms crossed around his chest appearing rather haughty. You expect us to believe that god awful gore ridden story, where's the substance Katura? The suspense? I was bored listening to that crap from the hallway, Montag chuckled. Then he shrugged as if putting compiling his disdain into a shrewd afterthought. Then again I don't expect much from the cripple. He pointed. Your something else you know that? He paces the room, scanning the faces peering back at him. He scoffs and then takes his position back at the wall, Besides your wittle 'accident' you have no real understanding of horror, no clue what sickening things exist beyond your cracker jack box, tales of the crypt, puppets and rainbow reality. He scans the room one last time with his eyes and slides down the wall. his head slumped and his hand dangle loosely from his knees as his body hits the ground. He sits there. His jet-black hair covers his face as he relents. You have no idea, he repeats with no particular audience in mind. Earlier that day his father had just returned from work and had put out some of his cigarette buds out on his forehead. His father's drunken stupor had him verbally abusing his promiscuous mother once again to the point of some of the family's dinner plate being flung around the room and one narrowly missing Montag. He didn't realize until that moment how much that had affected him. He choice not to really talk after that and he sat there in the classroom shuffling to find his MP4. He place the bulky headphones that hung around his neck in his ears and began to blast the new Amon Amarth he'd purchased off the internet.
Thread: It's a Corpse Party! (RP)

Paige was walking through the dark halls of the academy when she heard the murmur of students. As she approached the classroom, she could hear the talk of ghost stories, and other things that go bump in the night. While she was very familiar with the dark side, ghost stories always were something of interest to her. Deciding to crash the party, she enters the classroom and finds a quiet little corner to sit in. As she hunkers down into the shadows of the corner, her dark, gothic appearance helps her to blend in. That's how she liked it. Her preference was to hang back in the shadows most of the time. Often times she was ridiculed due to the fact that she believed heavely in the dark arts and witch craft. Remaining invisible was her way of avoiding that. The only thing brightly visible was the red strip of hair that hung down in her face. She couldn't help but notice someone ridiculing the cute little ghost story, and she frowned. Why did this guy care so much? Yes, she was very aware of the dark things that existed in this world, and the next, but it never hurt to have a little fun with silly stories. It was her intent to say something, but since the guy had decided to listen to music instead, she bit her tongue and sighed. Fighting right now would only ruin everyone's mood even further.
Thread: It's a Corpse Party! (RP)

Tina and molly who where good friends where walking in the hall giggling and carrying on about ghosts and goblins themselves. Tina had on a long sleeve shirt that looked like two shirts put together. The gray part looked like a t shirt that was on a white long sleeve shirt. It had glitter pink letters saying I love HK and hk meant hello kitty. She had on black jeans to go with it and some black leather boots. Her blonde hair pulled back into a pony tail and she was chewing gum. Molly wore a plane black tank top with some faded blue jeans with holes in the knees. She had on blue sneakers . She had her long black hair in a half pony tail . They walked in just as the girl in the wheel chair finished up her story and to hear some guy be really mean to her. They was going to say something but he put music in his ears. So they walked on over to him and Molly leaned down and said that is sad picking on a girl who can't fight back so if you want a fight me and Tina would be your best bet name the place and time and we will be there and you can chose to fight one of us or the other or both. They then walked away to a corner of the room and sat down high fiveing each other.
Thread: It's a Corpse Party! (RP)

Zen was part of the group with katura, and sighed when he saw montag come in like he run this place. He often lets him go but this was her last time being here so he wasn't just goin to let him mess this up for her. Until another guy comes in to makes it even worst. Adam loved thedark old school at night for what better place to pull a prank on someone. he brought a fake axe and glued it to the back of his shirt with red food coloring and ketup. He comes brusting through the door screaming and yelling like he is in pain. Ahhh! My Back. Something Got me!
Thread: It's a Corpse Party! (RP)

Molly and Tina were both in deep converstation when Adam burst thou the door. The girls jumped and screamed for a minute then molly walked over closer to expect the axe the blood. Tina came over as well and noticed the look molly gave her and knew it was fake .
Thread: It's a Corpse Party! (RP)

Paige rolled her eyes at the guys poor attempt at horror. Lifting herself to her feet, she walked towards the center of the room, arms crossed in front of her. Her leather boots thudded with each step. OH please! You call that scarey?? That's barely believable at all! I've seen things that would truely scare the pants off anyone, and that doesn't even compare.
Thread: It's a Corpse Party! (RP)

adam laughes Scary, The only thing here that is scary is the fact that no one here know what funny is. he talks over to the window And looked arounds We have a group of people who feel bad about a cripple, oh boo, Cry me a river. We have the girls in the back that scream we just want to fit in.
Thread: It's a Corpse Party! (RP)

The girls looked at him and both thought to herself not me iam happy just the way we are. Molly walked away and said yet anther boy with a big ego how boring. Tina said not anther word and went with her friend with the same thought on her mind.
Thread: It's a Corpse Party! (RP)

Ashley shook her head Why do guys have to be such jerks? It was rather rude of him to insult someone just for being handicapped. But, that's what guys do. Well, at least that what she believed anyways. The only guys she'd ever really bothered to talk to before all turned out to be jerks. The guys her mother got involved with were certainly jerks, to say the least. It pained her to see guys treat girls harshly like that. She gave an apologetic look to Katura before sitting down on the floor.
Thread: It's a Corpse Party! (RP)

Montag couldn't stand the air in the room. Something had bubbled down his spine, almost tingling. He couldn't tell if it was his hatred for everyone around him or just the ambiance but he had a feeling crawling deep inside him. He knew it was an omen of things to come but he dismissed it and lost himself in the music blaring from his speakers. There was something about Paige tonight that made him want to weep. He couldn't put his finger on it but it was something about her specifically tonight that was morbid and filled with despair he was contemplating confronting her when the Tina and Molly approached him. He didn't see them enter all he could do was smell Tina's hot halitosis breath fill his lungs. Instead of paying them any mind he stared back at them, oblivious to anything they had told him because of the heavy viking metal drums blaring in his ears. Zen had been particularly looked aggravated by Montag's speech and from behind the cloak of his black bangs he notice him glare at him intensely before Adam showed up. The moment Adam entered the room Montag got up from his seat and wiped the hair from his face. He despised Adam, mister funny boy was a loser class clown wannabe and at that moment he held himself back from lunging at him. His breath became shallow and the music acted as a catalyst for his aggression, Adam was just fueling the fire. Then something dawned on him as he stood their and peered across the room, what was he doing here? He remembered the security guard downstairs preoccupied with a bento box and the trouble they can find themselves in. He really was disgusted by most of the people in the room and the last thing he wanted was to get caught and possibly face some legal discrepancies. Crap, he thought placing the palms of hands against the wall behind him. He heart started to race and he needed to calm down. He took off his headphones doing a poor job concealing his panic. This should be a cake walks over to the window and pushes Adam out of his way as he opens it to get some air. Soon his anxiety seemed to dissipate. Crap, he thought once more, I need to get a hold of myself I swear I hate big groups. He took big breaths and brought himself back to the composed hard ass that everyone had grown to know he turned around to see their faces staring at him probably wonder what had shook him so bad. They didn't know about the months of psychiatric therapy he was going through.
Thread: It's a Corpse Party! (RP)

Katura sighed as the boys picked on her, it wasn't the first time she was picked on for being stuck in a wheelchair. Often times some even took it away and shoved her down. When she was younger, she was even beaten and poked at with sticks. Having to listen to their laughter. They acted as if she was just a freak, like her sister never died or even existed. Like it was a joke. It made her upset, not for her but her sister. She would of gladly left this cruel world if her sister survived instead. She was so young, she deserved a longer life. Still, despite the cruel words, she simply smiled at the group of people. I'm sorry it wasn't satisfying... it was something my little sister came up with. She always dreamed of silly nightmares. She said softly before putting on her usual cheerful smile. Now... before I go.. who wishes to do the Sachiko charm with me? She asked as she held out a piece of paper shaped like a person. If done right, then the charm would keep the friendship forever if they all chant 'Sachiko we beg of you' by the number of people attending. All pulling on the paper and receiving a piece. Unknowingly though, if done incorrectly, they will be transported to their worse nightmares and if the piece is lost, they can never go home.
Thread: It's a Corpse Party! (RP)

Paige began to watch Montag, noticing something wasn't right. It appeared as if he'd about to get sick. She was a bit squeemish and hoped that wasn't the case. She moved out of the way quickly as he ran past her to open the window. The air that rushed in was rather cold, and sent a chill up her spine. It was winter afterall, but there was still something different about it. She started to move toward him, thinking comfort might help, but decided against it. They didn't really know each other too well, and wasn't sure how he'd react to her kindness. Something wasn't right with him, and she couldn't quite figure it out. She could sense a lot of anger, pain, and frustration, and it made her curious. Deciding it was best to mind her own business, she turned her attention back to Katura, who was now talking about a charm. Paige was rather familiar with charms, being a witch and all, and new the dangers they could posses if done improperly. This one, however, seemed rather harmless. I'm in she chimed, thinking this was rather cute. It seemed like a good idea to lighten the mood.
Thread: It's a Corpse Party! (RP)

Molly and Tina just watched as Montag ran to the window and open it letting in some cold air. The shivered as the air in the room suddenly go colder and hugged each other close to keep warm. Molly stood up and Tina followed as they walked by the open window ignoring the boy. They each took a peace of paper and said we will help with the charm.