Pendragon's Characters

[PendragonXeno94]

So I've finally decided to carry my character bio over from the other RP site I'm on. So this first post will be rather long though I'm not posting all of the bios in the first post...

Name: Ryker Storm

Genre: Most genres

Age: 22

Occupation: formerly a gang member

Description: He has short brown hair and blue-gray eyes. He is muscular and stands at roughly 5'10". He is starting to get a five o'clock shadow and he has a skull and cross-bones tattoo and a starry pattern tattoo on his torso as well as an eagle on his left hip. He plans on getting a tattoo of two roses intertwined by the stems with his name and a special lady's name.

Persona: He is a tough guy who cracks jokes and flirts with anything in a skirt. He is suave, though it sometimes it gets him in trouble. He is a troublemaker and self proclaimed bad boy. He is street smart who also has, of all things, a heart of gold... eventually. He is easygoing and never really serious. He tends to be a daredevil but usually backs out at the last second if he thinks it's not such a good idea after all. But he get extremely focused and passionate once he is into something he is working on.

Bio: He has an older sister named Cherise. His parents owned and worked at a restaurant where he worked as a line cook when he was younger. As he started high school, he got involved with a few gang members, who in turn help him join said gang. He started skipping school and eventually dropped out when he was 16. At 17, he was arrested when a huge fight broke out between his gang and a rival gang, and he was linked to other crimes. Tried as an adult, he got five years in prison. There, he went through the GED program and schooling program so he can turn his life around once he gets out. At 22, he is finally released from prison and he is determined to make something out of himself.

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Name: Elysvie Snowmarsh

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Genre: Either Fandom (Skyrim) or Historical Fantasy

Race: Dunmer/Snow Elf

Description: Light gray skin with red hair and silver eyes. Her bangs are on the left side and the rest of her hair is in a short rat tail. She stands at 5'8" with an athletic build.

Personality: Elysvie is a bit of a hothead, and she has known for getting incredibly violent (even taking it out on poor unfortunate souls to the point where they're killed). She also has sporadic moments of thieving. She has, on occasion, stopped herself before doing something irrational and illegal. Usually, she only cares about how things would benefit her and no one else. If she needs someone, she would (or used to) use them until they are no longer any use to her and dispose of them. Seeing as some guards are figuring out her habits and trying to arrest her, she simply lets them go unless they try to kill her or the opportunity presents itself. Now that she has attempted to learn about Mara, she has become somewhat more compassionate and caring towards others, though she loves her fighting every now and then. She is extremely adventurous and will explore anything and everything. And she is known for her drunkard promiscuous nights with Argonian men. She is cheerful and sarcastic with a mostly playful side. She tends to make herself superior to others and wants to take all the glory for herself.

Class(es): Rogue-Mage

Sign: Lord Stone

Weapon/Spell of Choice: Ebony sword; sparks & any healing spell

Occupation: Merc for hire (former), Dragonborn

Backstory: Love child of a Dunmer mage and a Snow Elf. Her mother's husband was furious when he found out and he left her. Her mother accidentally cast a spell that made her daughter age like humans. He was killed by bandits just outside of their home in Windhelm, leaving his business to fail and her and her mother on the streets. A Nord farmer takes them in and her mother marries him. Elysvie had an uneventful yet happy childhood working on the farm. She decides she wants to go on adventures and her stepfather refused to let it happen, so she ran away to join the mage college; unfortunately, she grew bored of dormitory life and left in the early hours of one morning. The elf stopped at one of the inns on her way to another city and there had her first taste of mead and wine, to which she would waste a good amount of septims on to this day; she also lost her purity to an Argonian man that she almost had a drinking contest with but politely suggested a different type of contest. She was arrested for stealing in Markarth at the age of eighteen, but she was able to escape Cidna Mine. "No one escapes Cidna Mine..." except for one half breed Dark Elf that outsmarted everyone and escaped. Ever since then, she would put herself up for hire for various jobs that required a sellsword. In most of her travels, she had fought alongside the other Dragonborn, a Breton woman by the name of Winter Belle. She writes her thoughts and adventures down in several journals; she is thinking about being an author once she decides to stay in one place. She is one of the two Dragonborns (yeah, the greybeards did say that it was possible for there to be another Dragonborn in Skyrim, so why not?)

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Name: Winter-Belle

Age: 21

Gender: Female:

Genre: see above

Race: Breton

Description: Blonde hair that is mid-neck length with one small braid that rest on the left side of her face; blue eyes. Slightly tan skin. She is 5'9", very buxom with a fit body.

Personality: She tends to be incredibly violent. Not that the tiniest thing would set her off, but some things will such as a merchant ripping her off or someone saying that werewolves are not people. She is, however, very cheap and will hang on to every last septim she has. She likes to have a good time and she likes showing her friends a good time (not like THAT). She is also very helpful... mostly for the money. But her heart is in the right place. She tends to lean towards the side of the Daedra but knows when to back away from their offers such as Namira; however she has found Hircine and Harmaeous Mora's offerings enticing. The Breton is incredibly flirtatious with various men and cannot stand most bards as she would be more than willing to punch their lights out. She doesn't believe in killing anyone out of the fact that they are useless unless she is having a very bad day or they are intending to kill her. Live Elysvie, she loves adventure, but she also loves to curl up with a good book. She likes to manipulate her partner-in-crime into doing the right thing a lot of times or manipulate to do something stupid like drinking too much ale.

Class: Warrior

Sign: Shadow Stone

Weapon/Spell of Choice: Ebony Greatsword. She won't use spells

Occupation: Merc for hire (former), Dragonborn

Backstory: Winter-Belle's real name is Jylliette Dalogine. She was the daughter of one of the prominent families in High Rock. As the oldest of four daughters, she was named heir of the Dalogine estate and was expected to rise up in the royal court. Or rather bed her way through with men. Her parents arranged for her to marry one of the more powerful noble's son whose name the lady can no longer recall. The Breton had many affairs behind the man's back, but none were as meaningful as the the affair involving one of the servants that she was planning to run away and elope with. Her loved was executed by her betrothed for "rape and attempted kidnapping." The fifteen year old was angered and slew her future husband in front of the city after her lover died, she ran for the stables and grabbed a horse. Not caring where she went, she galloped until the guards were held back fighting off several bandits. The bandits caught up to her and took her under their wing. There, she found out that they were werewolves. Not that she became one, but she came to understand them and their plight. The band helped her get into Skyrim and the bandit leader suggested that she changed her name and cut her waist length hair so no one in High Rock would find her. She changes her name to Winter-Belle (from her childhood nickname little winter bell) and cut her hair to where it was short. She lived off of the wilderness until she puts herself up as a sellsword. She meets a fellow sellsword at the Bannered Mare named Elysvie. Seeing as no one was looking for someone to hire to take care of a few "problems," the two girls went off on their own.

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Name: Kol Stormcloak

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Genre: Fandom (TES Skyrim)

Description: Light brown hair and hazel eyes. Roughly 6'2" with a muscular body. Tan.

Personality: He does harbor a hate for non-Nords like his father did. He is very compassionate for his people no matter the race. He is short-tempered when things don't go how they should have. He is also very manipulative and intellectual. He likes his sarcastic remarks and he also loves to get away from his duties every once in a while. He feels connected with nature along with his soldiers. He gets along with anyone that doesn't try to stab him in the back; he doesn't mind boasting about his accomplishments. Like his father, he is stubborn and wants to prove his strength. He gives off a cold, solemn demeanor mostly.

Bio: His mother was from the Skaal village on Solstiem that happened to go to Windhelm to seek his fortunes and get away from her people, namely her controlling father. Having enchanted the newly crowned Jarl with her beauty, she remained at his side as a sort of consort turned lover. She stayed with him for three years and, after many miscarriages that no one knew about, she found herself pregnant. Fearing how he would react, Kol's mother fled back to the Skaal village. His father didn't know of Kol's existence until he arrived in Windhelm to meet his father. It was then that he found out that Kol's mother died in a snow storm while protecting her son from wolves when he had barely seen his ninth winter. He was raised alongside Frea by the shaman until he was of age and, at age sixteen, found out who his father was after asking too many times. His father received him warmly yet could not really spend time with him as he was going to Solitude to challenge the High King. Kol left to return to Solstiem, telling his father he would be back once things calmed down. The Nord only felt bitter hatred toward the Empire when he heard the Empire that stormed Windhelm and killed his father. Angry at those who tried to reason with him, he left his village behind, never to return. He had just arrived in his father's city when he heard the the current Jarl had gone to Soverngarde. He manipulated his way to the city's throne and is now rallying anyone willing to take up arms and fight the Empire and Thalmor.

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Name: Briar

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Genre: Any

Description: She is 5'4" with bright blonde hair with one blue streak on the side that is always intertwined in her short braid (her hair reaches the bottom of her shoulder blades). She has a tattoo sleeve on her left arm with several tattoos on her back, torso, and thighs. She is icy green eyes. She is pretty thin.

Personality: She is the "I'm gonna cut you" type of girl. She is street smart with a cunning mind. She would stab someone in the back as soon as their usefulness runs out. She is labeled as a sociopath and will kill someone in a heartbeat. Briar is a fiercely independent woman who does not want help from anyone. She also has a potty mouth sometimes. Briar is, however, a protective person who would want her friends to be safe, and maybe that is her saving grace.

Bio: TBD

[PendragonXeno94]

Name: Acenath (real name Saffi)

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Species: Half human-half Jhinn

Genre: Historical Fantasy or Modern Fantasy

Description: She is is 5'5" with short dark red hair and silver eyes. She is very tan, and not so... *gifted*... But she does have a an average body build.

Personality: She is considered extremely spoiled. If she doesn't get what she wants she gives everyone the silent treatment. She is very fierce in battle yet would blindly walk into a trap without someone's guidance. She tends to be a little uppity and puts those she sees as below her down with snide comments. However, she is very sympathetic... mostly. She can be protective of those that need it and will give up her life for those she cares for. She does a vulnerable side; she just keeps it to herself.

Bio: Acenath is the youngest of seven children. Her father is the Pharoah and her mother is a powerful Jhinn who claimed to be the former Queen of the Jhinn. Acenath (given that name so that her real name Saffi would be widely known) is secretly trained in the arcane arts to be a battle-mage like her mother. At seventeen, she is married to a noble's son who is highly narcissistic and only views his new wife as a baby maker. He hopes to usurp the throne with their newborn. Sadly, Acenath could not conceive by natural means. She divorced him when she caught him with one of the preistesses. Angered, her husband leaves her and returns to murder her entire family. He dragged her into the desert and left her for dead. She managed to find a temple of one of the gods and remained there while she recovered, unaware of whose temple she is in.

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Name: Emerax

Age: Roughly early 30s, but technically in his 730s due to being frozen

Gender: Male

Species: Dragon (more specifically Talin-rasha, shape-shifting dragons)

Genre: Fantasy

Description: In his true form, he is a large black dragon with scars littered all over his body. He has Maleficent-esque horns and orange eyes. He has a 36 foot wingspan and is 40 feet in length. He is a quadreped. In his human form, he is moderately muscular with long straight black hair and orange eyes. His back is completely covered in dark blue/almost black scales and his body is covered in scars. He is 6'5" in height.

Personality: He tends to brood and wants to be by himself as he is mostly asocial. He is very intellectual and wants to connect with others on an intellectual basis. Unfortunately, he comes across as too egocentric to most who speak to him. He is also the one that says "I don't need help. I know how to do it." He will not accept help unless he has tried everything and cannot do it without someone else "input." He does, however, like the company of females and wants to treat them like queens when given the chance. Men... he'll be friends unless he doesn't like them after a few minutes of interaction. Emerax is one who will sense if something is wrong and try to figure out what it is whether it is his surroundings or someone else. He likes to make someone feel important... at times... when needed. He is instinctively protective (though why he doesn't know) and will defend what is his. He also likes to show his dominance over others.

Bio: He was raised to be a scholar among his people from a young age. His mother led the Dragon Armies and his father was a mere scribe. When he was thirteen, his mother died in battle when fighting the soon-to-be created race Ish'tali. His father feverishly researched recent recordings of dragons' souls being absorbed by their riders and the riders being able to shift into dragon form. Once Emerax was an adult, his father discovered that a sorcerer has used a sort of spell to allow the riders to take the dragon souls for themselves. When he went to visit his father one morning after doing some exercises in battle as he abandoned becoming a scholar when there was no use in it, his father had died of a cardiac arrest. Shortly after, he saw the fighting between the Talin-rasha and Ish'tali unfold and chases the sorcerer down to a remote area in the mountains. He confronts the sorcerer, a former rider himself, and is put into a block of unmeltable ice where he was imprisoned for seven hundred years, neither aging nor dying. He was also placed under a deep sleep. He is awakened by a group of elven mages managing to melt the ice and free him. He kills all of them with his fire breath. So, as he awakes and remembers the one responsible for keeping him where he was, he goes on a rampage as he seeks him out, destroying most in his path.

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Name: Jessamyn

Age: Late 30s, early 40s

Gender: Female

Species: Nymph/human hybrid

Genre: Fantasy

Description: She has mid-back length red hair with bright yellow eyes. Standing at five-foot-nine, she is buxom with a very athletic build for her body. Her skin is a dark tan.

Personality: Jessamyn is highly manipulative regardless of what she wants. She likes to be a bit of a brute with captured sailors and she loves to be rough with them. She enjoys seeing others in pain and can be considered a bit of a masochist to an extent (nothing excruciating, if you please, just a few pinches and somewhat hard lashes). She is, on the other hand, very attentive of what someone needs and loves to make others feel good (especially her sailors). She likes to be kinky and must look more than presentable at all times. She loves being in control and to taunt her victims. She also tends to use insincere concern for taunting as well.

Bio: Her mother was a normal nymph who had an affair with a human sailor. He left her before she knew she was pregnant. Her mother was from a group of nymphs who were called "sea sirens" who would seduce human sailors before drowning them unless they proved to be suitable to keep to where they keep the sailors as slaves to only sate their lusts. When Jessamyn was roughly twenty-eight, after years of catching sailors with her mother and other sea-sirens, she realized that she loves younger men who are tattooed and scarred. She goes out of her way to lure some poor soul in and sleep with them before either drowning them or keeping them. She has become the cougar of her group. As the years had passed, she has grown more confident in her skills and even killed her own mother over a sailor. She regrets nothing she has done to get to where she is now. She doesn't even miss her mother as she saw her more as competition than anything else throughout the course of her life.

[PendragonXeno94]

Name: Chara

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Species: Centaur

Genre: Fantasy

Description: Chara human half consists of an average build, tan skin, chestnut hair hitting her waist, and pale green eyes eyes. Her horse half is of an okapi (so is her faun half when she shifts).

Personality: She is a bit of a free spirit who likes to run from her responsibilities. She is also eager to please and always looking to get someone's attention. She tends to be a little too playful and sometimes ends up being rougher than she anticipated. Chara also tends to say things out loud when they should stay in her head; she has been known to pout and storm off if something didn't go her way. And ever since she has learned certain words and things, she likes to say them for shock factor... on many occasions.

Bio: Unfortunately, because she was found at such a young age, Chara does not remember what happened to her before she was taken in by a kindly man. All she has ever known is the warmth of her home and running in the fields all day. However, she was a bit of a delinquent in her teenage years as she seemed to enjoy disturbing the peace and vandalize the "bitchy preps'" houses. she also liked picking fights. Soon, her adopted father put his hoof down and kept her to a curfew and supervised at all times if he couldn't be with her in order to prevent her from getting into further trouble. Now, she is fairly well behaved while being a bit foul mouthed at times.

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Name: The Monarch (real name unknown)

Age: roughly early 30s

Species: Human/cybernetic

Gender: Female

Genre: Sci Fi

Description: She has red hair with the left shade shaved to a buzz and the right side to a little past ear length and her bangs reaching shoulder length. She has gray eyes. She has many “enhancements,” such as a large chest, small waist, large hips, and slender appendages. She likes to wear her skimpy black suit and purple mascara. Standing at 5'11", she doesn't really have an athletic body, but she does have a top model body.

Personality: She is a playful, outspoken individual who hardly takes her position and others seriously. She doesn’t take insults or threats lightly; she is quick (sometimes too quick) to act. She also tends to be overconfident. However, despite her self-centered tendencies and her fear to fight, she is protective of her people and doesn’t rule with an iron fist.

Bio: Monarch's childhood is unknown as she most likely had her memories removed. She was the mistress of the CEO of BodiCo before he decided to kill her and replace most of her body with cybernetics and enhancements. She ran away around the time a full scale invasion occurred and she took several cybers with her. She is currently the leader of the Beta Phi. Oh, and did I mention that plastic surgery isn't something you want anymore because it is now associated with cybernetic enhancement? She has been sailing through the stars doing whatever odd jobs her crew can pick up.

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Name: Connor Greene

Age: 27

Species: Werewolf

Gender: Male

Genre: Fantasy

Description: He is half Caucasian/half Native American. He has dark brown hair that hits near the end of his neck and dark hazel eyes. Stands at 6'5", well-toned and muscular. Tan skin. In his wolf form, he is a dark chestnut direwolf.

Persona: He likes to be easygoing and laid back. He occasionally cracks a few jokes even if it's at someone's expense. Connor is otherwise a mature, fierce individual. He puts his pack first because it had been instilled in him to do so. He used to be a playboy before he had a serious relationship that did not fall through. He also sometimes talks back to his elders if he questions certain things. Stubbornness runs through his veins.

Bio: Born to lumber mogul Raoul (gray eyes and dark brown hair) and pack diplomat Nita (black hair and hazel eyes) Greene. Has an crazy Aunt Luna who is Nita's twin sister. He was almost hunted down by a few supernatural hunters when he was young because he shape shifted in front of them unknowingly. He has also been harassed by a group of vampires from time to time along with being picked on by Ginger, the pack's self-proclaimed naturalist. Being called Stud during his teenage years, he began to be in a serious relationship with Ame, a werewolf from another pack before she left him for another werewolf as her sixth sense told her that he was the one, not Connor. Though heartbroken, Connor began to distance himself from what he was in order to make his parents proud. His father worries that he will end up having a girl transform as he did when he married Nita.

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Name: Tati (real name Tatiana)

Age: 24 (though might be hundreds of years older)

Gender: Female

Species: Phoenix

Genre: All but fandom and horror

Description: She is five foot eight and has a nice athletic build. Her hair is white with red and orange highlights and hits the small of her back. Her tail feathers are arranged like the peacock and they are white with red and orange eyespots. She has coppery freckled skin and silver eyes. She has a more powerful form where her tail plumage is larger and she has several arms coming out of her back along with having a silver aura.

Persona: She is fairly well reserved though she tends to suffer from wanderlust and is still a bit naive. She is one with nature and goes out of her way to explore it. She likes to shut people out and do things her way as she doesn't seem to take advice very well. She does not understand sarcasm that well and tends to parrot things. However, she does show slivers of wisdom as her mentor passed that down to her to meditate on. She wears her heart on her sleeve and is sometimes too quick to trust unless she feels that something is very wrong.

Bio: She is the lost princess of the Kingdom of the Phoenixes. Her father groomed her to be queen though she seemed more interested in her surroundings, her mother raised her to be a lady, and her mentor impassed his wisdom down to her so she could the queen that everyone would want. On her sixteenth birthday, she was given a necklace by her parents to signify her status as heir with the sacred white elephant in the center of fire topaz. A rival Phoenix decided that her family's dynasty has ended and led a revolution to overthrow her father. Before he could reach Tati, her father instills his powers into her before being crushed by a burning beam. Her mother fled before the revolution began and her mentor aided in her escape before she was thrown into the river, to which the mentor grieves over her and forced to become the new king's court guru. She managed to use her newfound powers to escape and forge a new life as just a nomadic Phoenix.

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Name: Orren

Age: 19-21 (TBD)

Gender: Male

Species: Half-Dragon

Genre: Fantasy

Description: He has white scales with a gray patch on his right hind leg near his back and small blue hair tufts on his elbows and cheeks. He has no hair at all. His tail is roughly about two feet long and has a wingspan of nine and a half feet. He is slightly thin but is starting to develop some muscles. He also has dark violet eyes, and he stands at 6 feet tall. His lower half is dragonic.

Persona: He is a total sweetheart, more of a lover than a fighter. Though he is not without his rebellious streak and his witty sarcasm. He also tends to talk back to his elders and not care what they think. He is steadfast and collected most times. Orren even likes to play a prank here and there on those who he thinks deserves it. He is painfully shy around women and will not make the first move because he's afraid of saying something wrong.

Bio: His father was one of the mightiest dragons in the land and his mother was a simple daughter of a farmer. Their love affair had the entire village on edge and when his father took her away to birth Orren, they began to revolt and tried to kill both of them. Orren was kept away from civilization as both parents did not want him subjected to prejudice and hate. His father still raised him as a dragon while his mother instilled her morals and values into him. When he was seventeen, his father was hunted down by Orren's grandfather before his mother was killed out of rage. Orren had fled before his mother died despite wanting to keep her safe and only left after his mother staunchly refused to go as she did not want to live without her love. Once his grandfather left, Orren had to bury both his parents and hide from the world's prying eyes as he lived in fear of sharing the same fate as his family because the world would never understand him.
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Name: Ara

Age: 26

Gender: Female

Species: Half-dragon, half troll

Genre: Fantasy

Description: She is roughly five foot one with a wingspan of eight feet. She has blue hair that hits her tail base (tail is about two feet long) and bright peach scales. Her eyes are the darkest of gray. Her build is slender. Lower half is dragonic.

Persona: She is feisty and sassy. She tends to be aggressive whether she is fighting for her life or just wants to make a point. She is determined to get what she wants and has no problem using anything she has to get there. She refuses to be manipulative unless she needs something from someone. She is very upfront with her feelings and opinions while she keeps her plotting to herself. She love to inflict pain on those weaker than her and she loves to be in control of her relationships, but not to the point where she becomes possessive. She is also incredibly headstrong and will keep going on the battlefield until she has ensured herself a victory.

Bio: Her father, one of the mightiest to have ever lived, had an affair with a troll before leaving her for Orren's mother. Ara has been ridiculed all her life because of being deemed as ugly (even by her own mother) while other races tell her how ungodly beautiful she is. She will never see herself as beautiful because of her village mocking her appearance. She left the village when she was of age and vowed to never return, not even when her mother was dying did she go back. She has made her way up the ranks of the king's army once she pledged her allegiance to him. Ara never knew her father and she never knew of her half-brother's existence. She may have seen him as he passed by but that would be the extent of it as she is always on the move, always marching to the next battle.

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Name: Serena (Full name: Serena Ashleigh Ophelia Galc)

Age: A least a few centuries

Gender: Female

Species: Human

Genre: Fantasy, sci fi

Description: Serena has ghostly white skin with blue vein-like scars all over her body. She stands at about 6'2" with long black dreadlocks and icy blue eyes. She has long Elvish ears that are covered in piercings. She has a thin frame.

Persona: She is cold and uncaring. Serena usually dislikes others making jokes in the most serious situations as she values maturity and seriousness above all other things. She tends to be awkward when she tries to not be serious. She uses her wit to get out of anything and her voice bleeds with sarcasm and cynicism. Though she seems to try to have some empathy, as hard as it is for her. And she isn't without her emotions.

Bio: Not much is known of her childhood as her father heavily experimented on her, and possibly tortured her in more ways than one. One moment she has tanned skin with dark eyes and beautifully tamed hair, the next moment she is covered with bizarre scars and no recollection of her former life. All she knew was that she went into a rage and killed her father in the process before escaping. She had wandered ever since, but not before taking her father's small fund and leaving his corpse behind. Serena refused to play victim as she wanted to retain some dignity.
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Name: Faith

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Species: Giant

Genre: Modern fantasy, maybe historical fantasy

Description: Faith is about 16 feet in height in her normal form though she is roughly four foot when she shrinks. Her curly dark blonde hair reaches almost to her neck. She has light blue eyes and an average body type with apricot skin. She has an X-like scar on her right cheek.

Persona: Faith is a huge social butterfly. She does, however, tend to be very socially awkward. But she also likes to be helpful though she is also clumsy. She gets very upset over some things- to the point where she starts breaking things or hurting people because of her superhuman strength. She lets people take advantage of her because she wants approval from everyone and wants to be friends with everybody. The giantess sometimes has a violent side that can prove to be deadly force to reckon with.

Bio: Faith only had her father as her mother died giving birth to her. When she was ten, she was disowned by her father because she refused to go kill humans because they didn't do anything to her. Soon, however, she was taken in by an elderly woman who happened to be a mage and tried for years to shrink her down. She met a nice giant named Finn and became engaged at sixteen before marrying at seventeen. Finn turned out to be an abusive husband as he would go after her for no reason and treating her like an object. Eventually, her foster mother shrunk her down before luring Finn away to watch him drown. Because she was shrunk down, Faith decided to run until she found the first village in her path, where she had taken up residence with the blacksmith and she became his apprentice.

[PendragonXeno94]

Name: Lyllith Jacqueline-Marie Choiseul

Age: Born in 1453 (tells everyone she's 40)

Gender: Female

Species: Vampire

Genre: Modern fantasy

Description: She is 6'5" with voluminous chin length reddish-burgundy hair. She is incredibly pale and has dark brown eyes. She is of a slim build with an ample sized chest (not huge but doable for her). She has a scar on her neck from when she was bitten and turned.

Persona: The vampiress is incredibly vain; she will admire herself for hours in the mirror before resuming her duties as the headmistress of the academy. She is also just as strict, wanting it to be silent when she steps into a room or making sure that students behave correctly. She does not take kindly to those who decide to be defiant or try to misbehave when they have to learn. But she is also just, letting both sides give their account before she reaches a decision; with that, she knows when someone is lying and will deal with them accordingly. She will do everything to make herself presentable and show that she is the most beautiful woman of the academy, even upstaging her peers. She will throw insults and sarcastic remarks, and is also blunt. If she does not like something, she will come out and say it regardless of who is present. She is also welcoming and courteous to those who are on her good side.

Bio: Lyllith grew up as a farm girl in the French countryside in the province of Brittany. Her family was loving and tried to do everything in their power and finances to make her happy as she was her parents' favorite child. Her four jealous sisters (Lavern, Fleur, Chantal, and Orlina) wanted to make her life as miserable as possible but are always put down by their parents as they wouldn't allow the girls to fight amongst each other. On her eighteenth birthday, Lyllith received an engagement ring from a man who had been courting her for eight months named Count Renard Andre. He whisked her away to Paris where they began to plan for their extravagant wedding. It bothered her family that he was much older than her, but she simply wanted the best that she could have. The night before she was to leave to visit her family, she went to check on her fiance as he was complaining about a few ailments... only to walk in on him with one of the maids. Infuriated, the nineteen-year-old broke off their engagement and promptly left for her family's farm. While on the outskirts of Paris, she met another man, Pyotr Serban, a duke from Prussia. He charmed her enough to stay in Paris for a few more months before he unfortunately had to leave, but not before giving her a parting gift: a bite to the neck and nearly draining her. So he inserted some of his blood into her and had her come with him as her family would be terrified of what she had become. No longer the bubbly, vain farm girl, the vampiress remained at Serban's side for 250 years and produced a daughter for him. Their union ended when vampire hunters tracked him down, to which she was forced to flee back to France with their daughter. Her family had long since passed on as she already knew returning to her childhood home. Instead of returning to her beloved city, she converted the farmhouse into an academy with some help from her loyal fledglings. She soon took position of the headmistress of the academy with Valenthia, Silver, Darren, and Lazarus (her most trusted advisors) as the deans.

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Name: Anya Giselle Serban-Choiseul

Age: Born in 1700 (looks like she's 21)

Gender: Female

Species: Vampire

Genre: Modern Fantasy

Description: Anya is roughly 5'4" with the same build as her mother. She inherited her father's bright green eyes and her mother's red hair, though her hair is a dark auburn. Her skin is as equally pale as Lyllith's.

Persona: Unlike her mother, she is less concerned about how wonderful she looks, and she gets quite annoyed by her mother's doting on her. She prefers to do things herself and living in her mother's shadow. Anya likes to keep her nose stuck in a book and go for a walk on the academy's premises. Like her father, she tends to speak lowly of others and have some sort of power over them. She is deathly afraid of her mother's wrath so she does whatever she is told. While she doesn't put much effort into her appearance, the young vampiress likes to keep things simple and be presentable enough for everyone.

Bio: Anya was born into a world of political intrigue and a luxurious lifestyle fit for a king. Her parents always set aside time for her throughout the years as she grew, never knowing what she was until the night her father died (vampires may reproduce with each other but not with humans unless alchemical procedures are done). After her father's death, she was taken to her mother's homeland where she converted the farmland she grew up on into an academy exclusively for vampires as well as a safe haven for them. She is not allowed to venture beyond the walls surrounding the main house and board houses without an escort, but she has snuck out during the day where she can experience mortal life in a nearby village. She is extremely fascinated with how free they seemed to be. But she has never befriended a mortal because she knew she would lose them in a few decades. And doesn't dare tell her mother as she knows that she would have to face her wrath and be punished severely.

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Name: Queen Joanna Alexandria Meghan Hortensia Charlotte Draco of Thesdria

Age: Late 20s-Early 30s

Gender: Female

Species: Human (three-quarters huldra but cannot officially tell anyone)

Genre: Fantasy

Description: She is 6'4" with dark brown hair to her hips and violet eyes. She has an athletic build and, with some magical augmentation, some nice proportions for some areas of her slightly tanned body.

Persona: Joanna is headstrong, and she is always one to lead things. She does not like to sit around and pretend that she has to do nothing. Even before she was crowned monarch of her kingdom, she has been proactive, especially in the war efforts and military campaigns. She is also swift in her judgements as she dislikes standing on ceremony or wasting everyone's time. Though she can be on the ruthless side, she is not without her reasons. If one deserves death, she makes it painless; if one deserves a second chance, she gives it to them.

Bio: Joanna is the result of the king being seduced by a huldra. Her father was the lovechild of a human king and his huldra lover. Her mother was kept as a concubine while her father chose her as his heir and groomed her to be one. She hardly knew mother as she was kept away from her, and she had to sneak behind the court's back to visit her. Once her father passed away, her mother fled into the forest, never to be seen again. She was raised to be kind to her people but merciless to her enemies. She was also vigorously trained to be the general of the army so she could be capable of conquests.

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Name: Nai'ehel (nickname Nai)

Age: At least 110

Gender: Female

Species: Elf

Genre: Fantasy

Description: She is a dark elf with light gray skin and freckles on her shoulders and cheeks. Nai's black hair is in a pixie cut; she has blue eyes. She is 5'8" with an athletic yet slender build.

Persona: She is a no-nonsense, "get it done when it needs to be done" type of elf. Nai is also known for leaning strongly towards the lawful good and will strike down any wrong doers. She loves to help people... for a price, if possible. She also likes to get out every once in a while, whether it be a treasure hunt or to strike down those who have committed atrocities. The elf is willing to do anything if it means protecting someone, even if she doesn't know them.

Bio: Nai'edhel was born into poverty, her parents being servants to a local lord and, when she was of age, was used for the lord's amusement. At forty, she was permitted to enlist in the king's army, only to die in battle. But somehow, through some well that an alchemist made, she was brought back to life. Returning home, she becomes her former lord's bodyguard as well as allowed to work with the city guard to prevent crimes and the like. Once she turned sixty, she decided that she needed to travel and undo any wrongs she happened to find, becoming a household name and being hailed as a champion of the land.

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Name: Lily Birch

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Species: Shape-shifter (unicorn)

Genre: Fantasy

Description: Lily has knee length platinum hair that is worn in a braid and dark brown eyes. She stands at 5'3" with a fairly buxom body. In her unicorn form, she has a silver horn and tawny skin with a platinum mane and tail.

Persona: Lily is incredibly timid around everyone. If she is spoken to, she either becomes very soft spoken or doesn't speak at all, avoiding eye contact at all times. She wears her heart on her sleeve and has a hard time hiding her emotions. She tends to try not to fight and she will flee given the chance. Though she refuses to be a damsel if she can help it. She can't stand being alone, but she is too shy to approach anyone unless she is in dire need. She is very confident in her healing abilities.

Bio: She had a husband at one point who she had put into an arranged marriage with. She liked him enough, but didn't really feel anything for him. He was kind, but it wasn't enough for her. When her land was attacked, she fled, leaving her family and husband to fall. She remains in the fields where she can watch others from afar. She has followed a few farmers before and even had a time where she was almost taken captive as a pet before she escaped. While she remains cautious, she stays by the borders of towns and castles to see if she could find a way in or look for someone just to keep company.

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Name: Helle (Other titles include Princess of the Dark Realm, Dark Princess of the North, The Lady of Cunning, Her Name We Shall Not Speak Of)

Age: ???

Gender: Female

Species: Likes to pass herself off as a goddess, but she is a demi-goddess

Genre: Fantasy

Description: Lady Helle stands at 6'1" with long dark brown hair that reaches mid-calves and very tanned skin. She has gold eyes. She is very lean, athletic, and has a body that any man would kill for. She usually wears scantily clad clothing and robes but will wear suitable armor if she needs to.

Persona: She is very sassy. She likes things her way and will intimidate if she needs to. She is also a huge flirt and will tease whenever she gets the chance. Helle does not take kindly to traitors and those who think they are greater than what they really are. While she does whatever is asked of her,

Bio: All that is known is that her father was the Dark Lord (one of the evil gods) and she has been groomed to take his position one day, and ascend to godhood.

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Name: Rianna Dragoncoat

Age: 20s

Gender: Female

Species: Dwarf

Genre: Historical and Modern Fantasy, but can be doable for Sci-Fi

Description: Like most dwarves, Rianna stands at roughly 4'3" which is slightly taller than the average height for a dwarf. Her chestnut hair fade to blonde at the ends. The sides of her head have been shaved (as a means of torture before her exile); both sides are now short and curly. The rest of her hair comes to the middle of her back. She has a scar over her right eyebrow and her eyes are a steely gray.

Persona: WIP

Bio: WIP

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Name: Honour

Age: Late 20s

Gender: Female

Species: Centaur

Genre: Fantasy

Description: Honour has tan skin with short black hair and green eyes. When she is in her human form, she's 5'4". She has a slender build. In her equestrian form, her horse half is a chestnut Arabian.

Persona: As her name suggests, honor is one of her biggest qualities. She shames anyone who does not hold this virtue in high regard. She is also kind and admirable, though at times a bit standoffish. Honour is also known to be incredibly stubborn; once she has her mind set on something, she will stop at nothing to obtain it. While this is a good thing, it has gotten her into trouble before. She is very blunt and doesn't mind speaking her mind as nothing will be done if nothing is brought up.

Bio: Honour was the daughter of Prince Eros and Queen Vera of the centaur kingdom. The young princess was appointed ambassador and was sent across the continent with her mother for diplomatic matters, which she was able to prove herself likable and persuasive. Once Honour was of age, she was married off to Lord Kross and had, for the most part, a content marriage. Their union produced twins Apollo and Artemis. But when opposing forces invade her land, she loses everything she had worked for and cast out.

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Name: Aura Pembroke

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Species: Human

Genre: Fantasy/Modern Fantasy

Description: She stands at 5'4" with caramel brown hair and dark brown eyes with borderline milky-toned skin. she keeps up her appearance and weight and has now achieved a body any woman would kill for. Her hair hits mid thigh.

Persona: She is very snobbish. She likes putting people down because of her status, but she also tends to be helpful when a stray beggar or two comes along. She also has a soft spot for magic students and will fund anyone's tuition who she thinks will do well at the magic academy. This is not to say that she will extend her kindness to just anyone. She likes finding worth in others, and she will look down on those who aren't doing anything to improve their lives. Aura hates anyone that only wants handouts (with the exception of those who look like they truly need it). Some would call her a hypocrite, but she hardly cares what anyone thinks.

Bio: She lived a very luxurious life. She is the sole heiress to the Pembroke estate and she has no intention of settling down quite yet. She has traveled so frequently she hardly stays at home for a week.