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Countess Vampria

Artwork By Jonathon Bowersİ

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A Vampiress, A elder to most yet to some a mere child. Her Skill of battle and magic keeps her around for the younger generation to learn what she has seen during her time of being of vampiric blood. Set in her ways yet learning each and everyday she walks this dark trick. Her hair as smooth as raven feathers her skin as ivory and satin, yet smooth like marble. Her silvery voice able to put any demon or warlock into a seductive trance.. Her eyes the softest hazel yet when mad you will know by the sudden shift of colors within her eyes.Her body molded by the blood she has within (vampiric blood) and the taste of leather and vinyl fits her will. A Wide variety of wines and whiskey, which she has collected over the centuries...Now enough of the person herself, her history one is more interested in....Her is her story, along with all the heartache glory and knowledge...

The date, that is unknown...It was before the temples of Egypt appeared and Rome wasn't heard of. A young women around the age of 21, married at the time to a democrat snobby and money hungry he was with the taste of death and murder. Her name at the time was Cystiala Weden..The name given by her mother which was of the same name the last her wedded name.Sick of watching her husband murder and gain more control of the small villa in which they lived , yet the small villa was rich of life, money and people. She one day up and left for her search back home. Not knowing where to find her family which she so longed for and missed. Finally reaching her families home, seeing her mother and sisters for the first time in five years. Her joy was unmarked and untouched by any. Little did she know the journey back home would cost her everything, even her own life as a mortal.

A year or so had past, her and her sister went to a small market outside of the town/villa then. There usual daily trip they so often made and loved because it gave them time together and to see the sites around there small villa. A man appeared from no where, the site of him would put any to their knees and put them into fear. Followed them from the market to the dark path within the forest through which they traveled much every day. Without there knowing the man was there, they took another path home that day, which lead to CVs immortality and her sister without knowledge yet her sister survived. The man attacked her sister first then Cystiala or CV fought to get her sister free. The man liking her courage against him and her beauty decided he has picked the wrong one for the dark trick thus taking CV into his grasp and making her what she is today. A Demon; hungry for the blood of mortals and a thirst for battle. After the dark trick was laid upon her, her sire ridden himself of the world. Leaving her to fend for herself for centuries to come.

Her Battle for living and her strive for life, kept her from falling into death once again. Willing to fight for the centuries that laid before her, much for the knowledge she has learned. As the years past and the centuries flew by within a blink of a eye. Shes seen much and heard much. Learning to battle with a sword and magic, yet learning what some wish they could of the days before the fall of Rome, and the uprising of a different era. Weary of her search for others, and answers she could never find....

Although CV may appear to be a beauty untouched and pure...Do not let the looks fool you. She is very unpredicable. Her heart once soft, is now that of a hard rock. Her soul, is kept by the dark keeper that gaurds the gates of hell. Lieing on the bed of death, after a run in with a demon the dark keeper came to her aid. Seeing she held the powers of a vampire, greater then many he has seen. He seen her as being a reliable tool against the purest of heart and the good of man. The man made a pact with CV, if she where to fight for the darkest evil, he would spare her life and make her what she once was. Strong, and willed to do anything. She agreed with this man, not knowing much about evil in the sense he talked. The Man kept his promise, making her stronger again. Yet with a price, a ruby red orb appeared before him, with the dagger of death, a ruby held in the end of the hilt. A blue myst surrounded her form, stealing the soul from her body. Thus the orb intrapped the soul. If CV did not keep her end of the bargain, he would distory the soul, thus distorying her.

Her body, now a shell empty, yet she still held a soul within the bargain of the dark keeper. Any free spirit able to make her body a home, only the evil. If the dark keeper sent a spirt to her to inhabit her body, she could not will him out. The only way she could be killed along with this evil spirit, was with the death dagger...this dagger had to be plunged deep into her heart. Killing her and the evil within. Time passed and CV had killed many, young and old. The blood tears of hatered to what shes done, flowed many of times.

A century had passed, her every day looking for away out of the pact she made with this devil follower. The day had come when he was in the underworld tending to his lord that she made her escape from this man. Since that day, she looks over her shoulder, afraid this dark keeper will appear to do away with her or take her back to the evil doing she once commited against the goodness of man.

 

RataR

Artwork By Luis Royoİ

My name is RataR. I am a Warrior of the Tenth Ring .I, cepting my sister am the last of my Clan My clan Slain, and my Sister taken Captive by the Demon SiDiCus. I made a vow, to find him though I knew not his name.  I was given a Shield and a Rune Sword, told that when I found the ten stones that were the stones of power for this same shield and sword.  That I, would be able to find and slay the demon.  The same Gnomes that crafted the hammer of Thor crafted these two instruments of good.  I carry in my boots twin Daggers both crafted by the Druid Priestess Lady Arin.  There are assorted other weapons that I have as I was taught by my Father and another master of the Ten Rings. I am a Prince by birth, A Warrior by profession.  I stand six feet tall and large of chest.  My body has the scars of battle upon, though upon my back the stripes of whips when I was a slave. I have dark brown hair and have green blue eyes with flecks of gold within them. I am part Elf my mother being of Elfin decent. I was born in the far north and have endured many battles for such is the way of a warrior.  My code is that of honor though I say to you now I have been dishonorable in the past though twice that I can think of. I have a sense of humor but can be a bit foul mooded.  When so, you should give wide berth for I do not care to be trifled with. My allegiance is to honour first my belief is in Odin and I ask that when the day arrives that I will sit in Valhalla with my kinsmen and  Father, having fallen in Battle.   I have slain the Demon SiDiCus.  And have found out that my sister whom I supposed dead is alive.  She is held captive in Hades kingdom. My first love was Alessa but because of my part elf blood her father forbade her to me.  I have searched for my heart since that day. Finding joy and pain along the way I still search. May Odin and the Goddess bless you and if you should enter into the tavern I call home the place where I abode, smile and be courteous for if you cause a problem it will be dealt with.  I am proud to call the Patrons therein friends.  I will Side and Back them all. Countess Vampria, is my friend and if you choose to go at her then you best know I will be at you. Know this that she whom I named I hold most dear. I have been cursed, though, I know it not for my memory is blocked, from my mind of this curse and the only thing that tells of the curse is the scar that I am born with each time over my heart. With that said… I bid thee adieu.

 

LadyNightAngel

Artwork By Ruth Thompsonİ

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Born in the Dark Isle's to Lord Falcon and the (late) Lady Amber. Youngest of 5 Children. Hair of waist length of spun golden color, skin tan'd to the sun and smooth as silk, eyes that vary in color to her moods, dainty at the height of 5'4" but do not let the looks fool you she can be very unpredictable, and the liking for wine and spirits. Trained in the arts of healing, she also is a shapeshifter. As she was growing up in Falcon's Keep, she was rebellious and always seemed to be a restless sort.

Deciding at the age of twenty it was time for her to go on her own quest. Taking with her, a staff that stands six feet tall, handcarved and made from black oak, at the bottom is a gold protection plate inscribe'd with the family crest, at the top end is a large Ameythest gem that holds the powers that was handed down to her by her father. Wandering into this new realm invited by Darkfire and introduced to the Master of Harpers she was invited to join by this Master by the name of Kelben Blackstaff just two days after her invitation to this new realm. Upon her joining the Harpers she came across a person that would be her dear friend thru hardships and goodtimes. Runeblade's strength and kinderdship would give her a balance that she needed to fill later in life. Valmont another true friend, both being hot heads and a stubbornest source of wills that would come to clash from time to time. Katylen Steelheart gave her a gift a dagger, forged from the finest steel with one single onyx jewel in the hilt and the blade of being gold she still carries the dagger at her side to remember of a friendship long ago. Through time she meet Sarelec Silverfrost, in the old realm, after she helped him regain his eyesight from an accident that happened while his mother was killed protecting him as a baby, she accepted the Heart Scale Ring making these two soul twins. She moved on to being Master Harper after Jesca, Kelbens daughter decided that she needed time and her own quest to fill a void in her ownself left.

Invited to join RuneBlade at the Starlight Inn & Tavern, (being a place of the Dagger Family where they could go to relax) she went willing, hoping to find the peace that she was looking for, only to discover that the peace would soon be shatter'd later. As time went on she has adopeted a son not having any children of her own. After two failing marriages, Kajin has helped to fill a void in her life giving her a reason to go on. Through time beyond Runeblade's control not being there as much as she would have liked, asked Tayel if he wanted the posession of the Tavern on her absents from the realm and he refused...and the only one she could turn to was Angel for the trust and loyality knowing that Angel would do the best she could to hold the Tavern intact the way Rune had wanted. RuneBlade still returns to the Starlight helping Angel when needed whenever her time permits. The tavern was turned over to Angel and from there she has went thru many of hardships. She has made Starlight her home and this is were her heart remains. Trying to hold something together at this magnitude she left Harpers to give herself the strength to uphold the Tavern. Not trusting many only a few, she has asked those to help. Hoping that the time was not wasted to make this a peaceful place for people to enjoy and relax at time's.

Just when she thought peace would find her, once again, her dreams and hopes are shattered, when those walk back into her life. To bring up long lost remembrance of time past. Fate has a way of twisting to suit it's self. Still married to Lord Donovan DaggerX, (but living apart) making her a member of such a royal family through blood. There life together, as short as it was, was filled with some happiness, as well as turmoils, this being her heart was somewhere else. Leaving her when she needed him the most, not knowing why, ( until later). Suddenly he reappears back into her life hoping to put a life back together that he once missed, just when she has chosen a different path to walk, a path to her own destruction or could it be a path to a better life outside the walls of Starlight.

Leaving Starlight to wander through the realm, not knowing were her life will lead her, only returning when needed at the Inn. Avoiding the life that she once knew long ago. Many hate and despise her for what she has become, cold to those that show her any true feeling, not caring who she hurts, as if she is returning the hate and hurt ten fold back. This was never her way, what has turned her to this bitterness? Could it have been owning Starlight, a place she called home for so long. Our could it have been for those that thought they could just take over something that was at there disposal at anytime. To have really known her long ago, you would have found a person that once would help those less fortunante, open, kind, warm.... now all you will find is a shell of a person that once had hope, life, and a dream to fulfill her destiny that she no longer cares about.

Being invited to another Inn, by Baine Wolfe, knowing her as well as he does. That there is still something left of Angel that noone else has seen but him. In hopes that there is still time to help her before it is to late. Or does he have evil intentions towards her, knowing she still carries the powers that she thinks that is lost to her. Or is it another that seeks them? And he is the one chosen to take them from her knowing the trust and love she has towards him, and if so to try and take her life if need be to gain these powers. Will the one that she trust and loves going to be her downfall? Only time will tell, "But the battles still rage's on...in her heart, within the Tavern walls and the realm".

 

Alaerien

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Crystal Shadow Dawn

Artwork By Luis Royoİ

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A young woman around the age of twenty six, with waist length raven black hair as the sun reflects the blue tint like a ravens wing, eyes of peircing emerald green, with white graceful wings that drape upon the floor as she walks. She is not trained in any arts of magic nor battle. A caring person, for those that are less fortunate, to beable to take a stand when needed. Not believing in the punishments that her parents dealt out to those that worked there lands. Crystal tried protecting them, when she stood up to her parents, they casted an ageing spell upon her, so she would die at a early age. As she flee'd their home, knowing she did not have the ability to do battle with her parents just yet for there cruelty.

Finding her way to a new realm, she came by an Inn. Noticing the odd ways of the people, she decided to settle there hoping to find a cure for the curse her parents had placed upon her. Most of her time was spent on the large rock near the lake, not wanting those to see what was happening to her she kept to herself. On several occassions she would notice a gentlemen watching her from a distance. One evening he had approached her, asked why she kept to herself, until he noticed her appearence. Crystal shyed away from him trying to hide her ageing, with sharp eyes of the night, Zavek seemed to not take her appearence as a reason to hide from those that may be able to help her. Talking about her peril, he gave her an option to walk the night as one as he does. Not knowing what he ment he explained to her he was Vampyre, not wanting to make the choice of dieing nor living the kind of life he suggested, she told him she needed time to think. Time she had little of and she knew this, the longer she waited, the more weaker she got.

Zavek going back to ask her of her decision, telling him she had decided to take his offer before her time ran out, ( knowing it will give her time to gain knowledge to face her father ). Zavek explained to her of a legend of a cure for the Vampyrism he cursed her with. Now not only does she need to learn to know how to face her father, she now has the quest to find the cure if their is one for the sickness that Zavek has put upon her. Will this leave her at a never ending battle to face the unknown of the darkness she will need to walk?...Or find what she had lost at the hands of her father and the one called Zavek.