Long ago when the world was new, a star fell to earth. It was said the star was meant for the creatures that inhabit the earth. A gift from the heavens, if you will. Not many knew of the fallen star's existence expect for a poor welder dwarf family. Gruff saw the star fall and set off to search for it. It didn't take him long. Gruff figured if the stone was refined, it could make him and his family never have to worry about money ever again. So Gruff and his three children brought the large heavy rock to his workshop. They worked night and day to finish, but finally after many months of hard toil, it was done. Gruff had shaped it into the wondrous shape of a star. The leftover parts were shaped into various other things. A small necklace was made. Inside of it was an ever changing stone that was hidden at the core of the star. The chain was made out of the small chips that had been broken off of the star. The rest of the stone was used to create a large box as wide as seven dwarf hands and as tall as five.

Meanwhile in the large city of Namph, higher officials were deciding who would rule the growing land of Mostaski. The news of the dwarf's masterpiece reached their ears. They all agreed this star was meant to be given to the royal family in some manner. So Gruff was paid handsomely for the star stone, the bracelets, and the box to store both.

The counsel still had to name a ruler. They were a small group, though. Only four members. A dwarf, an elf, a fairy, and a human. The different races argued until they finally agreed that they should all be represented. A female with the bloodline of an elf and a human and a male of both fairies and dwarves were found. The two were crowned equals as not to anger any of the races. The Counsel began to prepare the crown for the first descendent. The frame was a silver circle with the front bent into a V-like shape. Along the V and the circle were diamonds. Two on each side with one in the middle, showing the four races and the one who connected them all. From the V, two silver chain circles connected it to the star, so it hung from the main part of the crown. The star itself was as big as a creature’s forehead.

The bloodline of the royal family remained pure. The 100th generation was about to take over. Princess Kali was to take the crown tonight on the full moon as usual.

The ceremony went smoothly until the actual crowning was to begin. An arrow shot through the window, killing the king. Chaos took over from there. A mass murder erupted against all those who had mixed blood. The royal family was torn apart, for the queen was the next to fall. Kali had no choice, but to flee. Her's and all the others of mixed blood had clear features that showed them for what they were. In attempt to hide for a little while, she cast a powerful spell to hide her features and become a simple elf.

That was about twenty years ago. The kingdom is in ruins. The throne had been fought over and fought over, but in the end it was left to the rats. Why rule three different races that hated you. Now the kingdom is in four parts. The south is elven land. To the north the dwarves live. The east is the land of the humans and the fairies claim the west. Any child born of mixed blood is immediately killed by the Pures. They are the only sense of order. They come from every race. They believe the world cannot survive with those with mixed blood. The mixed want to control the world and seek to create a combined race, so those who have a single bloodline will be destroyed.

However there is one of mixed blood still alive. That one is from the royal line, fifteen-year-old, Alessia. She thinks she's just an average elf with slightly strange features. She is an orphan after all. Those who know what she truly is, have hidden her from the Pures. There are only a few in this group, for fear that they will be betrayed. Only about five to six live in the village that Alessia does, but otherwise the membership is about one thousand.

The crown. The crown was searched for on that night of the attack, but it was never found. The necklace and the box disappeared right along with it. Their importance goes beyond the fact that who ever wears them, is the ruler of Mostaski. They have special abilities. For one, whoever wears both the crown and the necklace cannot be harmed in any way. The crown gives off an aura type feeling to the wearer. It allows him/her to think quickly and clearly without any sense of distraction. The necklace is the most important of all. It multiplies the wearer abilities by ten and it cuts down the rate of exhaustion by tenfold. It cannot be removed by any, but the wearer The Pures want these. If they would ever get their hands on them, the Pures wouldn’t be able to be stopped until a sudden uprising was to occur with sudden being the key word. Sudden meaning within days. No one can officially take control of Mostaski without at least the crown.

A few of the common people are tired of the Pures and the corrupted Counsel. They're ready to start a rebellion which isn't the best path, for they are greatly outnumbered. The Hadefs know action must be taken to protect as many lives as possible, but there's only one way to do that. It goes against what they have been doing for fifteen years. They must expose Alessia as the true heir of Mostaski to really the commoners. Many of the Hadefs are against this movement, but it's the only way.

A rumor is floating around that there is a meeting in Kalan, a small town fifty miles away from the capital. Whoever attends the meeting will bring Alessia to Rala, the capital, alive. That however will not be easy. Every road is guarded by at least two Pures, for they still together in groups. Alessia isn’t...the kindest hearted girl either. She only cares about her “brothers” and her. She doesn’t wish to get involved with the politics of Mostaski. She believes the ones who raised her are her parents. They are simple shoe-makers. Alessia doesn’t wish to take over the business. She wants to travel which is hard to do with all the roads guarded. Her younger “siblings”, Balis and Nican, don’t have their hearts set on the business either. The three of them are close and almost always do everything together.



Groups:

The Pure: A group determined to keep the four races separate, no matter what the cost. They are willing to kill or be killed for their cause. They come from every race and can be found in ever village, no matter what the size. Their numbers far outnumber the ones who wish them dead.

The Hadef: A group that was started to return order to the country. They protect Alessia and want to put her in power once she has been properly trained.

The Counsel: A group made up of one of each race. They continued to exist to make large decisions. They're corrupt since everyone has to pay taxes to them and the Pures protect them. They haven't done anything in the last nineteen years expect whatever they want.

The Common People: The largest group in Mostaski. Most want the Counsel and Pures out of power. They want order to come back, but the future is bleak for that. Nothing can be done with the Pures knowing about it. They know about the Hadefs and are executing those who might be part of their group although most are just the common people.



Races:

Fairies: Creatures who control magic with extreme talent. Their are known for their ability to wield magic. Most live in the west.
They can be as tall as five feet or as short as five inches. Fairies have light shades of hair, varying from white to a very light brown. These creatures can be annoying, but those that are, are looked down upon by their race usually scolded by a “giving fairies a bad name” and then having their magic being taken away from a time. All fairies have magic. At about age ten they start their training in the craft.
Fairies are distant cousins to the elves, so these two races share a deep bond. They both share a love for nature and wisdom.
0 to 150 are considered children
150 to 700 are young adults
700 to 1,000 are middle aged
1,000 to 1,500 are considered old
1,500 and plus are the elderly.
Fairies usually live until they’re two thousand.

Elves: Creatures who are adapt with a sword or a bow. They're known for their gracefulness and their mind. Most live in the south.
Elves can be as tall as seven feet or as short as five. Elven hair color varies from blond to brown.
Elves are distant cousins to the fairies, so these two races share the greatest bond. They both share a love for nature and wisdom.
0 to 150 are children
150 to 500 are young adults
500 to 700 are middle aged
700 to 900 are old
900 to 1,000 are the elderly
Elves usually live to see their 1,000th birthday.

Dwarves: Short creatures who fight well with maces. They're known for their ability to mine and create objects from stone. Most live in the north.
Dwarves can be as tall as five feet or as short as two feet. The color of their hair can be shades of brown, black, or white as they grow older.
0 to 100 are children
100 to 300 are young adults
300 to 500 are middle aged
500 to 600 are old
600 to 800 are the elderly
Dwarves usually live until they’re about 800.

Humans: Creatures who use a mixture of weapons. They are known for their intelligence. Most live in the east and their work involves something related to fishing or farming.
Humans have no limits to what color their hair can be and almost none on height, but they fit usually fit between five feet and six and a half feet.
0 to 2 are infants
2 to 12 are children
13 to 20 are teenagers
21 to 34 are young adults
35 to 54 are in middle adulthood
55 and above are the elderly.
Humans usually live about until they’re 80.


Classes:

Archer
Warrior
Cleric
Spy
Thief
Magic User


Birth:
Noble (They don’t have any power unless they support the Pures. Basically they just have wealth and a higher bloodline that the others in Mostaski)
Commoner
Peasant
Slave (Only Pures, the Counsel, and the nobles who support them have slaves)


Terrain:

North: The cold mountainous region of Mostaski is the North.

South: The South is filled with forests and the border is the South Sea.

East: Prairie land that only comes to an end thanks to the Minaha Ocean is what the East is known for.

West: Many rivers decorate the east and a few sprinkles of swamps are here.



Cities:

Kaila- capital

Fairian
Luna - large
Naida - small
Titania – average sized
Fafner - small
Kalan - small
Sindri - large
Brokk – average sized


Elven
Arlen - large
Eldar - large
Falael – average sized
Talila - small
Meira – average sized
Jastra – average sized
Verrona - small


Dwarven
Ginnar -large
Skafid - small
Regin – average sized
Hanar - large
Nordri - large
Sudri - small
Vestri – average sized


Human
Cina – large
Dotin - small
Icola - small
Jish – average sized
Meito - large
Lyna - large
Namph – average sized

And finally..the character sheet:

Name: (what you're called)
Gender: (Male or Female)
Birth: (How praised is your bloodline?)
Race: (Human, Fairy, Elf, or Dwarf)
Age: (how many years have you been alive?)
Group: (Do you belong to the Pures, Hadefs, Counsel, or are you among the common people?)
Class: (Pick one from the above, or PM if you have an idea)
Weapon: (Whatever you protect yourself with)
Hometown: (The city you grew up in)
Appearance: (What you look like and just a basic understanding of what kind of clothes your character wears)
History: (Your life story)
Other: (Anything else)

I will allow one or two to be of a mixed race, but no more than that.

Rules
The ones you've come to know and love
All I ask is that you simply follow them, but if you don't you get three strikes before you're out.
And have fun.

Characters

Hadefs
catastraphe ~ Aranel (21) Human with no real birth
Ishilar04 ~ Severein Auronis (497) Common Elf
NorthernWolf ~ Ree (271) Common Elf [NPC]
Kyinnla ~ Saliara (200) Common Elf

Pures
None

Common People
IceWolfklaske ~ Samantha Rosa Edes (16-20) Common Human
Aulis Vaara ~ Suuri Metsä (273) Noble Fairy

Counsel
lord_venace ~ Venace (512) Noble Elf

Summary
~Coming soon~


This message was edited by Kyinnla on Aug 04 2008.

This message was edited by Kyinnla on Aug 04 2008.

My character:

Name: Saliara
Gender: Female
Birth: Commoner
Race: Elf
Age: 200
Group: Hadef
Class: Warrior
Weapon: a scimitar with a silver hilt that has her family symbols etched into the metal
Hometown: Meira
Appearance: Saliara stands at six foot. She has shoulder length brown hair with a few streaks of light brown. Saliara’s eyes are a unique soft purple. Her clothes are simple and usually green or blue since she didn’t come from a family with money, but she wouldn’t have it any other way.
History: Saliara is an only child. Her parents were always moving her from place to place with them as they worked odd jobs trying to bring in money. Saliara left home as soon as she could to live on her own. She hated having her parents work so hard to buy things for her while they had barely anything themselves. Saliara was apprenticed to her rich uncle that she didn’t know she had. She worked hard to become a warrior, so she could go live off on her own again.
Her uncle, Rasin, had other plans for her. He set up a marriage for her with a Pure noble without Saliara’s permission. He figured since he had no children and she was in his care he had authority over her. When Saliara found out, she ran off. Her hatred of the Pures started from there.
Saliara made a living working under the Hadefs from then on, making sure to stay away from the Pures.
She’s headed to the meeting with one of her friends, Cirin. He has a good standing with the Hadefs and wants to officially bring her into their group.
Other: Saliara has a fierce temper that happens to spring up now and again.

I'll be using Alessia now and then too.

Name: Aranel
Gender: Male
Birth: None to speak of.
Race: Human, but with a smattering of dwarf and fairy
Age: 21
Group: To give him a group affiliation would be pushing it, but he actively resists the pures so he fits best into the Hadef category.
Class: Runecrafter. Basically, He takes the Dwarven affiliation for art and adds some Human ingenuity along with fairies magic. His Dwarvish and Human heritage keep him from actively casting magic as such, but he came up with an alternative. His Armor and weapons are bedecked with runes, or symbols, all of which have powerful enchantments bestowed upon them that Aranel can activate at any time. These enchantments range from healing spells to powerful enhancement to his strength and speed.
In addition, Aranel has such an extensive knowledge of such runes that he can craft them out of everyday materials to perform anything from creating a messenger bird, to stoking a fire or freezing his enemies.
Don't think of it as the symbols themselves having the power, think of it as them being symbols which unlocks the latent magic stored in Aranels blood. Sort of like a key to a particular spells lock. The potency of any particular effect varies depending on the medium used. Any substance can be used, but the greatest effect is usually derived from substances such as blood or holy liquids.
Aranel usually refers to himself as a Kanji magician, as Runecrafters are also Dwarves who etch the symbols into any major Dwarven work of art.
Weapon: Wrath and Vengeance- Two small swords, each no longer than 3 and half feet, they are both covered in runes and are wielded more like daggers than swords, with the blades going down from the arm, as opposed to wielding them as a sword. They are easily concealable in Aranel's long sleeves.
Jitte- Aranel wields a Jitte in situations where defense is more important than offense, and also uses it for scribing symbols in a pinch. He'll rarely fight with it, but it is probably used more than the dual swords. He wears his Jitte on his hip, and it is the only weapon he carries readily visible to the naked eye.
Ætherstorm- A set of throwing daggers that are concealed in the folds of Aranel's tunic, they are enchanted for both accuracy and speed, However, these enchantments pale in comparison to the one that returns these blades to Aranel's hands immediately upon finding their victims.
Hometown: Aranel lived in the East, but lived in no city. He lived alone with his Father and Mother until they were killed.
Appearance: Aranel is 6 foot 1 and wears a long-sleeved tunic with loose ends in which he houses his two swords. He wars leather chaps, a sign that he is some sort of blacksmith. At the end of his sleeves are two Bracers of gold, crowned by a most exquisite stone on each, a stone that only the old Royal family would of recognized. Aranels hair is in constant shift, and shifts between colors constantly thanks to his Fairy blood. This fact, more than any other marks him as mixed, though there is little anyone can do about that fact.
History: Aranel hates the Pures on many levels. He lives for their destruction and will do it by absolutely any means necessary.
Aranel was a born into a close-knit family, where he was the only son. His father was a Fairy, and his father was a Human mixed with Dwarf. His parents loved him and each other dearly. His two sisters seemed to have none of the odd traits that marked Aranel as being a mix, though both thought no less of him for it. His family lived far away from other in the midst of the great plains, and Aranel enjoyed a reasonably quiet childhood.
When Aranel was ten his father started to teach him to smith. He turned out to be a natural and caught onto the craft easily. Soon he was an apt smither, and began to experiment with smithing techniques of his own. This is where he invented his own magic, that of runes and symbols. His parents encouraged him into his unique craft and he went to work mastering it.
Unfortunately, his ideal existance was about to be shattered. One night, as a great storm thrashed the Prarie, two strangers came to the door looking for shelter in the great storm. Being a kind-hearted and trusting folk, Aranel and his family allowed them to stay the night. They left when the storm had passed and that was that. Not two days later the two returned, led by a mob of citizens. THey called his parents freaks and stormed their home.Aranel saw his parents murdered before his eyes. His mother was felled by a flying pitchfork as soon as the fight startd, but his Father, enraged byu the sight of his love slain, took up his hammer and fought to the end. Aranel's father made a remarkable display that day, but eventually numbers prevailed. Aranels father lay, bloody and beaten, surrounded by his enemies. Aranels grief was so great he lost control. IN a fit of rage he slashed his own heart, an endeavor he should not of survived. Using the most potent of all scribing materials, his own life, he quickly drew runes of protections on himself and his sisters, than the sign for inferno upon the door to the house. When the Mob came to kill the "freak" children, the explosion could be seen from Fairian. The mob was decimated, and Aranel and his youngest sister only barely survived the blast. His older Sister died from the blast, much to Aranel's grief. His Younger sister was immediately taken from him by a relative he had never known and refused to accept the "Freak" boy. Aranel mourned for days, but finally directed his emotions toward a more productive goal. Revenge. Aranel ground up the bones of his Older sister and used the dust to craft the runes on his armor and weapons. Wherever the dust touched the metal it burned into it, leaving runes that glowed slightly with a red light. The final rune to connect all the enchantments and focus them all on Aranel as their epicenter he scribed on his own flesh, over his heart. The rune touched ARanels very lifeforce and diminished it greatly. He is now given to some random periods of MAdness, and his life is slowly fading away, a fact which Aranel is only too aware of. THe final rune also bound him to destroying the Pures. The great release of power turned Aranel's eyes translucent and warped them to the color of the twilight sky.
Now Aranel is en route to the Hadof camp along with his companion.
Other: Aranel's life span is reduced to about 40 years due to the celestial power flowing through his veins, and he is constantly wracked by spasms and visions of things he cannot comprehend. He sometimes simply goes mad for no apparent reason.
Aranel is committed to the immediate destruction of the Pures, mainly because he feels his time for vengeance is short. He's dying slowly and he knows it, though he does have plans for an enchantment that could ease his suffering and restore him to his former self, but such an enchantment would require the blood of Dragons to enact.

Name: Dana Foxglove
Gender: Female
Birth: Noble
Race: Fairy
Age: 220
Group: Hadef
Class: Magic User
Weapon: Uses magic which is mainly fire and wind styled attacks, but also carries a small blue book which she uses to summon special attacks which require a lot of energy.
Hometown: Sindri
Appearence: Has orange hair that is pulled pack into a long braid, and has dark hazel eyes. She wears a red tank top with brown shorts made from tree leaves. She is 4ft tall and her wings are a pair of large, sparkling orange wings.
History: Before Dana was even born, her parents were slaves in the Elven land of Verrona. Their master, Lord Markus, was a cruel and evil man who was a Pure noble. When Dana was born, Lord Markus sent her away to live with his daughter, Ramina, where she lived the life as a Pure noble for 130 years. When she finally found out about her parents, she left home and became a Hadef and went searching for her true parents.
Other: She has a pet fox named Ruby, who has beautiful red hair. Dana never goes anywhere without her.

No rush, but how many people are you shooting for?

I shot Ishilar your way and might be able to get a couple more if you think we need to...

Name: Saiya
Gender: Female
Birth: Commoner
Race: half Fairy and half elf
Age: 250
Group: The Hadef
Class: Magic User
Weapon: A special wand passed down from her family, it is very powerful, and a spell book
Hometown: Luna
Appearance: Saiya, is a fairy about 5 feet tall. She has long brown hair and precious blue eyes. She has long beautiful wings, and elf ears. She wears a white robe. Has jewels, She has a tiara in her hair with crystal and blue earring's. She wears heals.

She is the one in the middle, but has wings like the one on the right.
History: Saiya was born in Luna. Her mother was a fairy and her father an elf. When she was 90 she begin training in magic and is well skilled in all offensive and defensive magic. By the age of 170 saiya was givin a spell book that posessed power. She used that as the source of her defensive magic. By the age of 245, her family thought she was ready for the family wand. A beautiful wand that is very powerful. It is the source for her offensive magic. Now two years later Saiya is about to change the world as she begins an adventure.
Other: Saiya is well developed in both offensive and defensive magic. She can lengthen or shorten her hair at will and can use it as a whip.

Sorry for the large image.




This message was edited by Saiya on Jan 10 2008.

Name: Severein Auronis
Gender: Male
Birth: Commoner
Race: Elf
Age: 497
Group: Hadefs, if he must side with a force
Class: Warrior
Weapon:
Archangel: The treasured sword of Severein's clan. The pommel is adorned with a purple amethyst crystal. The silver hilt is said to be made from a dragon's scales, though this is unconfirmed, and the cross guard is shaped like an angel's wings. The blade itself is an olive color and crimson runes are etched along its length, giving Archangel magical properties that in turn enhance Severein's already formidable physical abilities. It does not, however, give him the ability to use magic.
Aerinor A longbow made from the branch of the oldest tree in the South and another artifact of one of the four Raen’dorei clans. It is said to be unbreakable.
Malden and Morden A pair of daggers, one blade a red hue, the other a blue. Also precious treasures of one of the four Raen’dorei clans. Whether they have special functions or powers is unknown, but neither have displayed any such traits.
Hometown: Verrona
Appearance: Severein stands at 6'5 and weighs 138lbs. Long, extremely pale blonde hair, almost white, hangs just barely above his typically amber eyes and falls to his shoulders. Severein generally wears the traditional garb of his clan: black pants and a color-shifting cloak over a green tunic with the symbol of the Raen’dorei on the left chest: A white crescent moon parted in half by a sword.
History: Severein comes from a hidden elf clan known as the Raen'dorei. The clan is a safe haven for elves with a prominent ability for which the Raen'dorei were persecuted: 360 degrees of visual perception. Elves of the Raen'dorei were outcasts of elven society because of this trait, considered to be born of impure blood. The elves fought a brutal battle against the Raen'dorei, fearing the Pures, ending in the deaths of many Raen'dorei. However, it is now a known fact that the Raen'dorei are pure blood elves and a relative peace has been restored between the two races of elves. However, the Raen'dorei no longer trust society and have hidden themselves away in small clans around the world. The elves trained warriors in the arts of shadow and are among the most infamous assassins in the world, earning them their name: Raen'dorei. Translated as Elves of the Shadow. Another well-known trait of the Raen'dorei is the ever-changing color of their eyes. The color reflects the current emotion of the elf. Whether this is a byproduct of the 360-degree vision or something else altogether is not known.
Severein is a hero among the Raen'dorei and known as a fearsome warrior and a brilliant tactician. Severein was the key mind behind many of the Raen'dorei's victories when the odds were stacked against them. After the war, Severein settled among the Daënsinor, one of the four clans among the Raen’dorei and lived peacefully. Upon return from a journey into the capital to negotiate tax levies among the Raen’dorei, Severein found the Daënsinor decimated. A survivor informed Severein that the Pures had attacked. That the Raen'dorei had been declared Impure. The order had been sent out for all Raen'dorei to be killed and it had been executed. Severein traveled from clan to clan, searching for any survivors, but found none. He took the sacred treasures from each of the four clans and, engulfed by rage and anguish, vowed to bring justice to the Pures as well as the Counsel in the form of swift death and sought out the Hadefs. There, he was turned down for his abnormal sight. Rejected, but not defeated, Severein began searching for a new way to engage the Pures and Counsel. During his travels, he heard wind of an “Avatar of Death” engaging the Pures in combat on his own in the Eastern region and traveled to meet this avatar. There, he encountered Aranel, whom he now travels with.
Other: Severein travels with Aranel as a companion and friend. He is allergic to peanuts and dislikes dogs.

Name: Zeke Kaden
Gender: Male
Birth: Commoner
Race: Human
Age: 21
Group: Pures
Class: Spy
Weapon: Various bladed waepons. Prefers knives, but he has training in with many other kinds of weapons.(e.g. swords, hatchets, spears) But he has very poor skills with bow weapons.
Hometown:Lyna
Appearance: Stands at around 5' 9". His hair is grown out to shoulder length, and is brown. He has a very lean, yet also muscular body built for moving quickly, which lets him run, or attack, with great speed. Unfortunately, he is built for speed over power, so most of his blows are attempts at striking vital points. Oh, and his eyes are a greenish-blue. His clothing varies, but is for the most part just casual villagers clothing, that doesn't really stand out at all.
History: When Zeke was born, he was born into a very poor family. However, during his childhood hardships, he had one thing repeatedly driven into his mind: The pures were evil. This daily teaching, to an extent, drove him to the verge of insanity. In time he hated the thought of going against the pures, simply because the opposite had been forced into him. Eventually, this resulted in an extremely loyal pure. When he turned eighteen, he tried out to join the pures, and passed. For the next year, he underwent rigorous training. When this was over, he was dismissed until the the pures could find a good position for him to occupy. During his time off, he associated with the Hadef, to see if he could fool them. The pures saw his talent, and he was soon given the task of becoming thier spy amongst the Hadef. So he went back to them, and joined up, and then started to perform under the rule of the Hadef, proving himself to be what they thought a loyal man, and proving to them he was worthy to learn their secrets. But then, he was informed of the meeting in Kalan, and saw a golden opportunity to fulfill his duties as a Pure.
Other: Carries a concealed badge that identifies him as a pure spy, in case he is attacked by pures who don't know him. Obviously, he is an amazing actor and liar. And, even more obviously, he is a bad guy.(But none of the Hadef know it...yet) That's about it. {*-*}

Looks like I've got a monopoly on the evil.

Excuse me for being somewhat late. I didn't have much time lately.

Name: Samantha Rosa Edes
Gender: Female
Birth: Commoner family with a title.
Race: a shortlived human
Age: something between 16 and 20 years old
Group: common people
Class: Magic User
Weapon: Whatever she can get her hands on.
Hometown: Somewhere in the north-east, near the border with the dwarves.
Appearance: A growing belly. She's pregnant. Long steep deep black hair, deep blue eyes, relatively pale complexion for a dark-haired person.
She wears dresses, but sometimes wears a long and big black cloak hiding her gender. She wears grey, blue, black and white.
History: (I'd like to give the history details on her in the story itself. I will answer questions like why she's pregnant and why she's running away.)
Other: Gets depressed and dramatic when drunk. Listens to stories a lot, and quite intensely, as if living the story.
If one could truly live a story than she'd be more than one hundred lifetimes and something between 16 and 19 years old.
Doesn't likes the Pures much, possibly because of her pregnancy.

Saliara nervously looked at the barn that the secret meeting was taking place. Normally she was never nervous..well at least she never showed it. Saliara had been working against the Pures for a while, but now it was official...her name would be on their list, when they truly knew about the Hadefs and their numbers.

Cirin glanced over at her and laughed. "You're nervous?" he asked. Saliara glared back in return. "I didn't come to be teased" Saliara told him with a sprinkle of coldness in my voice. Cirin leaned back away a little and stepped back. He knew how her temper would flare up out of nowhere, but at least she was getting better at controlling it.

Saliara took a deep breath and suddenly we were there. She wrinkled her nose. Now Saliara had no more time to prepare, but there wouldn't be a little special introduction for her. Saliara didn't expect anything like that. The Hadefs had to be secretive in order for their survival until they had the upper hand. It took years to join their group. But there were always a few loners that came upon a meeting that were allowed in after they took an oath about what they would hear tonight. They had to be absolutely sure you weren't or would become a traitor..that's all they would need.

There were many people inside the barn. Actually it was quite full. It almost made Saliara nausea with so many different creatures in the same room.

Cirin led her off to the side, near the back wall of the barn where the action would take place. A male dwarf appeared to be in charge since he was closest to the crowd.

"Settle down everyone" he ordered. "We have to get down to business immediately." He nodded, it seemed like a sign to members of the group. Saliara wasn't too sure what it meant exactly, but it looked like most knew.

"Let us start the discussion of the One. We need arguments from both sides since a decision will be made tonight."

OOC: About two more character sheets are going to be posted, but I would like everyone to get into an opening post.
Either you're at the meeting or somewhere else.
Have fun!

Name: Suuri Metsä
Gender: Female
Birth: Noble
Race: Fairy
Age: 273
Group: Common People
Class: Magic User
Weapon:
- Craft:
Having been trained in the Craft ever since she can remember, Suuri is quite skilled in several elements. Though she hasn't mastered them completely, her skill with any of the elements is already higher than a human can achieve in their life time. She hates the element fire, and thus has no skill in using it, she is however, very skilled in using water, air and earth. Especially the first and the last, as those are the life-sustaining elements.
This is the weapon of her choice.
- Kalpa/Miekka:
She is so skilled with the Craft, that she managed to create a perfect sword for herself. When she was much younger, she had trained with a rapier for a while, but since it was uncustomary for fairies to wield weapons, she eventually gave it up. There was of course a good reason for not using weapons, it was simply too heavy for a fairy to lift, especially if he or she tried flying. But with the Craft, she created a very lightweight weapon, which she could summon at will, so there was no burden of carrying it. The sword is wrought with all three elements she controls.
Kalpa or Miekka, Suuri uses both names for her weapon, is a rather study blade, having something of a rapier in it, but it is much more sturdy. It is as thick as a katana, but the blade's blunt side, is straight, while its sharp side is defined by two curves, much like an elongated S. The guard is half a sphere, the rounded side upward, the flat, or rather hollow, side toward the hand. The hilt is wrapped in a piece of cloth to improve the grip Suuri has on her sword. It is essentially a single handed sword, but there is place for both of her hands, as others tend to be much stronger than her.
This weapon is mainly intended to defend against others' weapons.
Hometown: She grew up on a farm in the middle of nowhere, the nearest town is Kalan.
Appearance: Suuri stands just over 4'10" tall, she is rather big for a fairy of course, but very small compared to any other races. She has beautiful white hair, reaching down past her shoulders, even if she does them in pigtails, they still fall below her shoulders. She doesn't do that often however, as it is something for children among the other races, instead she just wears her hair loose. Her eyes are a natural but piercing green color.
Her unique pair of wings are very large, from top to bottom, they're slightly larger than she is, and only slightly less wide. There are eight major threads in her wings, sticking out furthest, forming the vertices of a perfect octagon. Between each of the four threads on each side, there is a single smaller thread of which the upper one is the largest. There are also smaller threads above the highest and lowest major threads on each side. The wings are filled up along the threads, not filling up the room if two threads are too far away from each other. Resulting in very pointy wings that look as if she has three on each side. Her wings are yellow closest to her body, fade to purple and turn to black at the very tips of the wings.
She has a tattoo on her left arm at the shoulder, consisting of dots and curls, signifying nature. She always wears a sleeve on that arm, her hand is left free though. She has no significant marks on the rest of her body. She wears a corset on her upper body, and a skirt around her waist and legs. The length of her skirt varies from about three quarters of her legs, to too short, at least according to some of the other races. Fairies however, do not care about showing a bit too much skin, or giving others a glimpse at their underwear. If she wears a very short skirt, it is quite possible she also wears tights or stockings. She mainly uses the colors green, black and purple.
History: Originally of noble birth, Suuri's ancestors removed themselves from public life to live on a remote farm and tend to the surrounding woods. That was a long time ago however, and the exact details were lost in time, but the family has been happy at their farm for each successive generation. They grow vegetables and fruits and sell whatever they have to spare in Kalan. The family living at the farm has grown quite extensively through the generations, and the farm evolved with it, housing over forty members of the family. They have never had any trouble with the pures themselves -nobody goes up against a tight family of over forty Magic Users, that's just suicide- but they do not condone the Pures actions. Everything has a right to life, and nobody has the right to take that away. Yet they have always kept out of things and lived on their own secluded farm, living happily and peacefully together, welcoming anyone who may happen to visit. Some wealth also remains in the family, in the form of decorative and useful pieces at the farm, and a small stash of gold. The family doesn't really care about the gold, nor the decorative pieces, but they keep them around because they've always been there.
Suuri herself has not always been on the farm, as every member of the family, she has had the urge to go out into the world, to find a love and to gain knowledge and experience. She travelled for three years but came home single, yet with a lot of experience under her belt. Even though she had trained from her tenth to her hundred and fiftieth in the Craft, but her three years of wandering made her skill jump, practical use tended to do that for a great many skills. Other than those years, Suuri's life has been very calm, she stayed on the farm, or occasionally journeyed to Kalan for trading or selling the produce of her farm. Besides that, she tended to the surrounding woods, making them flourish. Because of this however, she has little experience in combat, though she tries to practice with Kalpa as often as she can.
Other:
Suuri Metsä means forest.
Miekka and Kalpa both mean sword.

This message was edited by Mole on Jan 12 2008.

"Ohhh dear I have to hurry." Saiya said flying at full speed to make the meeting taking place at the barn. Its a good thing I can fly. "Saiya!!!!" said a voice she recognized, Saiys turned her head around. BOOM, Saiya bump her head against the pole. "Are you alright" said the voice. When everything stopped being blurred Saiya saw the person. "I never thought I find you here said the voice." "Roux!!!!" Saiya said with excitement, "I haven't seen you in forever."
"Are you going to the meeting at the barn." "Yes I was just heading there now." Saiya had hated the pures ever since she was little and they took her grandmother. Saiya was a strong fairy and was well skilled with magic.

They starting flying together. Roux was a childhood friend of Saiya's, he was a handsome fairy and he lived in Luna village like Saiya, and was a family friend.

"Well were here it seems," said Roux. When they opened the door a Dwarf had already started the meeting. They took a seat and listened.

Dana flew slowly through the forest, Ruby was walking right under her. Ruby had hurt her paw earlier so Dana had to go extra slow, because Ruby kept tripping over.
"Damn it! I'm going to be late again!" Dana said angrily to herself. She had a huge reputation of being late to anything.
"It's just up ahead! Ruby, do you think you can run the rest of the way, it will only be a few seconds." Dana asked. Ruby stopped and looked at her paw. The bleeding had gone away, and it looked only like she had a speck of dirt on her.
Ruby nodded and ran of, Dana speeding right behind her. Finally, they reached the pale red barn door. Dana knocked loudly and a small elf poked her head out.
"We're here for the meeting." Dana said firmly.
"You're late, but you're lucky we just started. Alright come on in." The elf said, leading them inside. Dana sat down and Ruby crawled under the table and curled up on Dana's feet.

Hmm... The one? A decision made tonight? Looks like I've made a good decision by coming here. I may just learn something of great importance....

As Zeke thought to himself about what the dwarf had said, his thoughts were interrupted by several late fairies.

Stupid things, haven't they ever learned of punctuality?

Zeke himself had arrived earlier than most others there, helping out with a few things, but otherwise just standing around hoping to overhear some important conversation, but to no avail. In any case, it seemed he had made a good choice by coming, and he knew his superiors would be happy when he returned with the information, or whatever else he happened to gain tonight.

Ooc:Hooray! The RP has begun! And it seems there is another pure in it! Yay for bad guyz.

Name: Lana
Gender: Female
Birth: Noble
Race: Elf
Age: 427
Group: Pure
Class: Cleric
Weapon: Falchion, and a hidden dagger.
Hometown: Eldar
Appearance: Long brown hair, and delicate features. Her bright golden eyes set her apart from everyone else. She's about 5'5" in height. Usually wears silver to white to green and blue in different shades.
History: Lana has never been thrilled about being a Pure, and only does it for the sake of her mother and father. She figures as long as they're happy, she can have some peace in the world. She has an older brother, but they haven't talked to each other in over 150 years, and she doesn't mind, she never really liked him anyway. He would often frown upon her, as something weak and pitiful.
Other: Nightmares often consume her in the night, and sometimes wakes up screaming.