Curse

Symeon · Dec 12, 2005, 08:32 AM // 08:32

No threads about this, I thought that was weird.
Simply, write a bio for however many of your PvE characters you want to.

Symeon Aethril (Symeon Axewielder)

Symeon Aethril was born the second son of a fairly normal family that lived in Lion's Arch. In his childhood he practiced fighting with his father and brothers, and had lessons with a well-known tutor in Lion's Arch, along with many other children.
As he came into his teens he grew more and more interested in fighting with the axe. His father took him and his brothers on fighting expeditions outside Lion's Arch, and he even took them once to the Competition Arenas on the island south of Lion's Arch, to watch him fight. After he reached 18, he was allowed to train along with his older brother in the Lionguard Barracks. He quickly rose into the Lionguard ranks, although he served under the shadow of the White Mantle, who his family detested.
The Lionguard were treated badly by the Mantle. At 25, Symeon married a woman named Elina, and they had a son. This son, because of Symeon's following of Balthazar-Melandru, had the mark of that combination on his neck. The Mantle found out, and seized the woman and the baby. They were taken away and Symeon knew that soon the Mantle would turn to him, for the Lionguard were forbidden to worship other gods.
Shortly afterwards, when Symeon heard of the adventure from Ascalon, he joined it secretly as they passed through Lion's Arch towards D'Alessio coast. Thus, Symeon became involved in an adventure that took him west. It was at the Bloodstone, in the Maguuma Jungle, that he had a horror that affected him for the rest of his life. Among the executed was his own wife, and he witnessed her death. He assumed the baby was killed elsewhere.
He trudged on in a kind of half-existance throughout the adventure, until he ascended in the desert. When he did this, it was as if he found a new born light inside him. He still had that old sadness, but had found a way to carry on. He finished the adventure in the Ring of Fire, bringing down the evil Lich. He did the Titan Quests, and ventured into Sorrow's Furnace. He completed many adventures, and soon, too, would take part in the great adventure to Cantha.

Shimus DarkRaven · Dec 12, 2005, 10:13 AM // 10:13

Here's the repeat of my background:
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A little background on Shimus, as not much is known:

Shimus DarkRaven, of the "Crimson Dawn" Demonslayer clan, was born Shimus Trell, of the Trell household, a peasant landowning family in southeast krtya along the coast of the ocean. For ages, all the Trell family knew was how to cultivate, seed, and farm the land. "Farming was in their blood" he heard often. About two years after Shimus was born, a warlord from the Maguuma Jungle with his raid part started attacking frontier homes, Shimus's included.

James Trell, his father, and Ilena Trell, his mother, thought it wise to send Shimus away so he could be protected. So they contacted James's father, who was a warrior trainer by way of the Samurai sword, and in turn hoped Shimus would learn how to defend himself in this cruel world. Thus, at age four, Shimus along with his other sibling, a lone sister named Erin Trell, age three, were shipped to the biggest city near them: Lion's Arch.

From here, Shimus's Grandfather, James's Dad, took them in. His name was Derek DarkRaven. For appearance's sake, Derek thought his grandson should carry his last name too make it appear he wasn't picking kids off the street.
From this point forward, chores and rigorous training was all Shimus knew, from carrying water-buckets up the stairs to build endurance, while his sister Erin became tutored in the ways of the Lady from Derek's housemaid. Thus slowly, Shimus and Erin drifted apart and became less frequented with one another.

Shimus, until the age of 14, knew nothing but Derek's training. He also was excelling at it; he had learned to proficiently wield Swords, with his secondary preference in axes, and his last preference towards Hammers. Meanwhile, his Sister, Erin, was almost proper enough to be passed off as a Lady of the High Court. By age 18, with his Grandfather in failing health, Shimus was forced to debase his Samurai training by hiring himself out as a mercenary for pay. To make ends meet, his sister was forced into prostitution as well. With both their livings, they were able to sustain their grandfather's home.

They lived quite peacefully in their professions until Shimus had gathered a reputation for being very deadly if crossed. The High Court made a decision to 'get rid of' Shimus's family. Shimus having contacts all the way to the Chairman of the High Court, knew about this ahead of time, told Erin, and they had to leave Lion's Arch. They made it out of town just after news in earshot came to them that the DarkRaven manor was burnt down.

They traveled very far, so far north they even were above the known map regions, the only other area up here distantly close by was The Divinity Coast, and Loamhurst. Shimus, with some help from sister, built a cabin in these woods. Again; they settled down and lived for a couple years quite undisturbed until, at age 25, they were disturbed by a number of the Shining Blade on a routine boundary check. Shimus fought as hard as he could, but in the end succumbed to their numbers. That was the last time he ever saw his sister.

From that point forward, he marched back to Lion's Arch, to everyone's surprise, and shocked them even further by signing up to be in the White Mantle. Upon further inspection; the White Mantle turned him down but kept him around on a "freelancer" basis.

Shimus wandered aimlessly for so long, he couldn't even remember much of his Grandfather anymore, just his training, so he gripped that, and faith in the Gods to be his courage. He beseeched Balthazar, Lord God of War, for any direction his life might take. Balthazar himself called down to shimus to search the Maguuma Jungle for a band who called themselves, "The Crimson Dawn," one of Balthazar's Main warbands. They, Balthazar said, were his champion slayers of all that was un-natural. So Shimus went. Searched he did, and finally on the eve of the winter solstice, he found their encampment on the edges of the western Maguuma Jungle.

He met the Clan, but their first meeting was anything but warm and friendly. The treeguards shot him with drugged darts and bound him to a tree near the center of the encampment. When he woke, he asked for an audience with the leader of this Clan. The leader graciously accepted and even deigned to tell him his name was "Lloyd Balfour, Lord of the Crimson Dawn." Shimus then told his fanciful tale, half not believing it himself when it came out of his lips, but he swore to the man, on oath of his family, he did not lie, not one single word.

Then Lloyd had to mull it over. He did so by making Shimus go through even harder training then his Grandfather made him, and they made him run the Gauntlet, with each member of the clan holding bamboo rods to smack across Shimus's back. The gauntlet ran for exactly 500 hits, as Balfour had decreed.
When Shimus was done, his back was a bloody pulp, he sank to his feet, but never once whimpered or cried. He just kept saying, "This pain is nothing compared to what I have been through! NOTHING!" As Shimus groaned it through gritted teeth.

Lloyd, impressed with his diligence and determination, inducted him into the Clan. From there on, Shimus learned to use every weapon possible, as well as the art of switching his secondary training without so much as thinking it.

"There is nothing we can't conquer, There is nothing we cannot know, and There nothing in this world that can hold us back." Was the credo of the Clan, and he memorized it word by word in under and hour, and one day while training, he chanted it softly, and it seemed to grant him the courage to continue one. Lloyd, again, was impressed. He decided that Shimus would be his infiltrator into the White Mantle, for purposes he said, were of mutual interest to both Shimus and the Crimson Dawn.

One day, while Shimus was idling in Druid's Overlook, he overhead that this "supposed clan" of demonslayers that had been hiding on the edge of the jungle was annihilated by a marauding party of Shining Blade. From then on, the only thing that fueled Shimus was pure hate for the Shining Blade, and the will to find any of his old shattered family.

This was the history of Shimus DarkRaven, nicknamed "The Phantom Blade"

This was his story.

--The Shim

Ashleigh McMahon · Dec 18, 2005, 12:05 PM // 12:05

Name: Ash McMahon
Age: 21
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Ash McMahon grew up in the little ascalon settlement, near Lions Arch. He lived in a ordinary family, who were not rich nor poor. It was Ash McMahon's birthday, and his father and mother had bought him a ascalon bow.

Ash McMahon was proud of his new bow, he started setting up targets in his garden, and, he was talented with his bow.

On one overclouded day, he and his father went to buy some vegatables from the settlement centre. Without any notice, he heard are guard cry "ETTINS, TO THE WEST, THEY COME IN LARGE NUMBERS"

The town scrambled, Ash's father, been a member of the ascalon guard, wielded his bow, and ran out into the battlefield. Ash was terrified, the only real combat he had seen was a avacra straying into the town.

Ash looked out, over the hill, with his eyes focused onto his father. "Barrage"! his father yelled, and beckoned. Suddenly, about 20 arrows flew from behind his father, and into the ettin. But these ettins, unlike others, had tactics.

The bigger of the ettins, noticeably 2 x the size of the others, threw his large club, as if it were a boomberang. The club knocked Ash's father & all the other bowmen over, killing them all, instantly.

Ash was furious, never before had been this angry. "FOR ASCALON", he yelled, as he ran into the battlefield. Withdrawing his bow, Ash noticed a strange creature, that he had never seen before. The creature was sturdy, and large.While Ash was distracted, a ettin picked him up, a large ettin.

The ettin held it's club up high, and Ash remembered a tale that his mother used to tell him.

" Beyond the fields, beyond the medows, lies a animal, with no goal in life but to protect the person he loves, and that person is you, Ash."

He also remembered that his mother had said to him, sing this song in a time of danger, and call upon your guardian.

Ash had tried this song before, but nothing happened. Ash decided to give it one last chance before he died.

Ash started singing..."If only, if only, the woodpecker sighs, the bark on the trees are as soft as the skys. The hungry and lonely wolf waits alone... howling to the moooooooonnnn...... If only, If only".

At first, Ash thought that nothing had happened, until the ettin released it's grip, and fell to the floor, dead. Ash looked down at the dead ettin, and noticed a large animal stood beside himself. Ash turned around, the animal was a large wolf, one as was described in the story his mother told him.

Ash, spoke out of shock " Am I in the presence of one who seeks to guard me?" The wolf done nothing, but howled, and rubbed it's large head on Ash's leg. Ash said in courage" I must avenge my fathers death"! Suddenly, Ash let loose an arrow, which hit the ettin in the neck. The ettin fell to the ground, instantly. The wolf howled, once more, and then ran forward towards the last of the 3 ettins. The wolf, been his humongous size he was, bigger than the average wolf, was more than half the size of the ettin.

The wolf growled viciously, and with one vicious bite, the ettin fell down.

Ash had to tell his sister about the death of her father. She was shattered by the news. Forever more, Helen McMahon, the elementalist, holds ground a ward against harm, so the small Ascalon Settlement will live in harmony, forever.

Furthermore, Ash and the wolf became good friends, they traveled the lands together, doing quests for people in need. You can't really say Ash became the master of the wolf, as it was the wolf who saved Ash's life, Ash owed the wolf it's life, he granted the wolf freedom, but the wolf refused, the wolf wished to stay with Ash until death. The wolf was intelligent, and he got sick of been called "Wolf". The wolf picked up a nearby stick, and engraved it's name into the ground. The wolfs name was ' '. "Furthermore", Ash said, "I shall call you ' '"

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Ok , there it is

It turned into more of a story in the end.

Hope you enjoyed it

Ash.

Ashleigh McMahon · Dec 18, 2005, 07:48 PM // 19:48

Quote:

Originally Posted by Storm Crow

heh, yeah, yeah, yeah, take a writing class or something....I've seen better from somone proably half your age

Considering i'm 13

I've never seen a 7 year old write a story.

Complaints, complaints complaints.

Ashleigh McMahon · Dec 18, 2005, 07:57 PM // 19:57

Your evil!

* Shuts up*.

Shinobi Quicksilver · Dec 18, 2005, 08:10 PM // 20:10

Name: Van Quicksilver
Age:23
Van's story began in the neck of the woods named after the goddess Melandru herself. There Van, his brother and sister Kain(his twin) and Niaomi, and his mother and father Loriandra and Zoriac(in village called Elder Quicksilver). All his life he took foot steps behind his father being a Ranger, while his sister took a path of being part ranger and part warrior. At the age of 10 he could hit a target with his bow from afar easil, and at the age of 15 he could already spray 5 or more arrows out in a instant. All was good until the searing, he doesnt know whether his family is alive or not but ofter he reprecussion's himself from thinking of it. He joins some of his cousins and friends in a trek to rid Tyria of the wicked and the evil. After he and his commrades were seperated in a sand storm near The Dunes of Dispair he went out looking for a way to bring them back, and to also find his family. He has searched through the Rift, and the Fissure of Woe for answers but yet has he been to find any. Now residing in the FuRy guild he still seeks answers to his family and friends disappearences, although he has found Kain he still looks for his mother, father, and sister. He longs to kill the ones who put him through the suffering and anguish since he was 17. And now he has found the answer to all of his problems........the scepter of Orr. This may seem as he has taken a new toll, but yet he hasn't, he wants the scepter of Orr so he can bring his family back, but one stands in his way, Lich. After finding Lich's hideout he and some guildmates of his decided it was time for a lil' "Trip". They endured the challenges of wisdom,faith,loyalty,and strength. When they get to Lich, Van begins to have premonitions of defeat and suffering again which further enflames him with envy. Now the beast that resided within him had been unleashed. He was now ready for revenge. After the battle with Lich although he and his commrades were victorious he was left with a everlasting scar upon his face and the excitment was short lived as he found out the Scepter of Orr wasnt the answer to his problems.....
Now he roams across the lands of Tyria still seeking for answers with hope and love dwelling in his heart for his family. Meanwhile he has doned the name "Shinboi Quicksilver" for he may appearate but he leaves like a ghost out of sight.-Van Quicksilver
To Be Continued.......

Symeon · Dec 19, 2005, 08:38 AM // 08:38

Quote:

Originally Posted by Ashleigh McMahon

Considering i'm 13

I've never seen a 7 year old write a story.

Complaints, complaints complaints.

I'm 14, so someone can compliment my writing if they like

rabidcentipede · Dec 24, 2005, 02:08 AM // 02:08

Karashim Nargoth
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Karashim Nargoth, a young monk, was only 12 when her mother (a E/Me) was killed by the charr that were begginning to invade ascalon. To overcome her grief, Karashim began training as a secondary necromancer, in hopes that she could bring back her mother. She got seperated from her father Vermar Nargoth (a W/Me) during the searing, and joined the army. She was only 14 when she helped defeat the Lich, and is now off searching for her father.

The undead Mesmer · Dec 24, 2005, 10:58 PM // 22:58

Baltimore
Age: round about 299
Baltimore whas a the one and only son of King Thorn the wicked king of Kryta until his father banished him to the human world because of the accident with a wizard that discovered the rift it whas Baltimore's fault and he had to pay for his deeds so they made him get rebirth in the maguuma jungle he whas born in a nice and loving family that really tryed to learn him the teaching of melandru. But they couldnt baltimore whas soon pushed into the side of Grenth and on his 15 birthday he devoted his whole live to Grenth.
He said goodbye to his mother and father and whent on a yourney to vanquish everything that occured in his visions.
The last vision he had whas about an evil lich that had brought up some commotion in the underworld but he knew that this event wouldnt occur in the first 298 years so Baltimore waited longer and longer traveling everywhere bringing further the calling of Grenth you could call him the only real necromancer he also had a great hatred for Dwayna. But one day he died not because of some strange disease or by a war no he died because he got too old, And Grenth took him in his arms saying him your live has yust begon Grandson whe whill give you back your memories and whe whill give you back the powers of the living and you whill be our ear our eyes and our tongue you my grandson are the one and only Advisor of Grenth.
And so Baltimore returned to Tyria a changed man a wicked man more evil or not the least pure evil nobody noticed it until the accident with Galrath that White mantle whas actually brought under the curses of the Wicked necromancer.

When baltimore got more visions it whas time to Vanquish the lich he heard that he got a great army of undead and destroyed the whole continent named Orr city of the gods.
He suddenly changed from Wicked to good once more and helped the Tyrians kill the lich and give him his eternal Punishment.

Soon after that Baltimore sailed to Cantha to start a new live he heared that not much people over there had heard of the teaching of grenth or the other gods so it would be an easy win for Grenth to get some more followers.
But once again he would be dragged into another Adventure of Epic Proportions and even get killed once again He whill meet lots of strange people and even see his Grandpa once more to tell him the terrible news of wich Baltimore has had his new Visions: The assasination of the Mighty God himself But for now lets yust let the poor necromancer sleep he needs his rest because before him Much Advantures await.

Lord Of Losers · Dec 24, 2005, 11:46 PM // 23:46

Soul Of Cruxis
age: N/A
Bio: she pissed off a wizard with a staff and hat, who cast a lvl 1 meteor that was the size of a pebble and killed her. no one ever heard of her great exploits (or even heard of her name) ever again.

megalomaniac_mutant · Dec 28, 2005, 11:40 PM // 23:40

name: Lord Artan
age: 21 but has gray hair because he thinks that it looks tough, wich isnt true. Its just uglY

bio : he was born at the age of 21, when a really cool guy bought GW. The really cool guy (me, if u havent yet guessed) called him a really cool name, wich lord artan thought was very nice, since he didnt have a name before. the really cool guy then gave him a job, and he became a warrior. Here, lord artan disagreed. He didnt want to be a stupid tank with a big axe who mindlessly kills everything in his way. He wnted 2 be a slender and skillful ranger. But, unfortunally, it was 2 late. He was a warrior. But lord artan annoyed the really cool guy so much untill he gave in. He made lord artan into a ranger, as secundary profession. And lord artan was really happy. After that he found a green dye wich he applied to his cheesy basic armor and made the armor look even cheesier. That made lord artan very unhappy. Some quests after that some charr idiots ruind the nice lil city of ascalon and lord artan found himself in some ruins full of snow, x-mas trees and annoying little green men.
Then the brother of the nice guy dragged him from the computer and the story ends here.

it will be updated!!!

peace

M

Maximus Decimus Meridius · Dec 29, 2005, 03:58 AM // 03:58

Dhagon Ghent::

BIO-- Dhagon was first recruited and undergone rigorous training, recognized for his stunning weapon mastery, at a very young age. The tough start was only the start of a horrorable life. The military training was no walk in the park for Dhagon, being so young. He was often pushed around by people jealous of his talents. After several years, his harsh preparation was over, and he was called to participate in many battles against the charr invasions. The terrifying things he had experienced in these battles delt a hard blow to the still young mind of Ghent. Friends he had made during his training were dying left and right to the blades of the charr. If not for his steel mind, one would think he would have gone completely insane.

And then it came. The apocalypse. The searing. In just a few moments, the sky went black, the world around him darkened, fire, and brimstone rained from the heavens, obliterating anything thatwas under the hellstorm. The once glorious city, toppled. But one thing stood out amongst all the horror. He had failed. The one thing, his whole life was set on, the miserable existence he has been pit through to prepare, and devoted to protect, destroyed. Just. Like. That.

Dhagon became a cruel, stone-hearted man. It is as if the man had completely discarded the part of his brain that held emotions. He was now what one would call the ideal warrior. Ruthless, cold, calculating, strong, unmerciful. A true force to be reckoned with.

Akilles · Dec 29, 2005, 04:58 AM // 04:58

Dark Kronos
Age: 25

Born on a small island a few miles away from the fire islands, Dark Kronos was born the son of Lilly and Ed Kronos. Named Bartholomeu Norton Kronos his name had put him as a geek outcast in his youth, the fact that his home island was a land known for fire elementals and he was pyrophobic also labelled him an outcast. Bartholomeu Kronos withdrew in his high school days and began wearing all black cloths and listening to depressing medevil music thus earning him the name "Dark" Kronos, a name which stuck to this day.

His father Ed was so embarrased that his son was pyrophobic and tried everything he could to help his son break this fear of fire. Ed wanted Dark to get into the family nuking buisness just like everyone in his family was. Dark's father encouraged him to play with matches, set the house on fire, everything but he screamed like a little girl everytime he heard a flame ignite.

It was not until collage at Ascalon Universtiy (GO AU!) he met a female warrior by the name of Maj. Hottie, she had a sweet body which she proudly showed off in the new line of Abercrombie and 15k! All the guys swooned over her but nobody ever caught her eye. Dark had lucked out and become friends Dwayna of Shaolin, one of Hotties roommates. The sweet monk that Dwayna was (though shy to say the words) admitted to Dark that Hottie wants a guy to really get her all hot inside, have a touch that would make her wriggle in glee from a warm kiss.

It was always inside of Dark to use his fire abilities but he never had, he then began to use his fire abilities but would now and forever hide his fear.

To this day Dark Kronos is still afraid of fire.

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This would have been better but honestly, idc.

LaserLight · Dec 29, 2005, 05:56 AM // 05:56

Ria of the Twilight

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A young Aeromancer who also studies the arts of Domination and Inspiration, Ria of the Twilight is considered irrevocably insane by all who know her.

Ria claims to have come to Tyria unexpectedly and unwontedly, after a long, intense, and ultimately losing battle against something known as a ‘Data Bug’. Whatever this knowledgeable insect is, it apparently isn’t very nice, as it supposedly sends all who fall in battle against it into a coma. Ria claims that, apparently, instead of falling into a coma, she was thrown here to Tyria instead, though she has been known to refer to Tyria as ‘the other game’. Inquiries into what the first game is supposed to be have revealed that the ‘Data Bug’ does not exist in Ria’s original world, but a third, fake world she accesses via something she calls a computer, the descriptions of which none of the Magisters which have spoken to Ria can make sense of.

Apparently, this third world interacts with Ria’s original world in some unfathomable way, and Ria lost her fight with the Data Bug while trying to fix the third world, attempting to destroy what she refers to as the ‘Cursed Wave’ and its Eight Phases. The damage this Wave and its Phases, which in this case seem to be separate entities controlled by the Wave rather than different aspects of the Wave itself, are causing dangerous imbalances and disturbances in her original world, as well as threatening total obliteration for the third world, spelling the end of all those who have fallen victim to the Data Bugs spawned by the Cursed Wave.

Thus far, Ria of the Twilight has emphatically refused all offers of professional assistance, sending the last Mesmer who offered to purge her mind of the fevers within it away with a Lightning Strike to his posterior. The iron certainty she holds her story in, along with her distressingly complete lack of knowledge about even basic life in Tyria, her unfathomable concepts and knowledge, and a sense some extremely sensitive Monks have that the Ria standing before them isn’t all of what there is to the girl, lends support to her weird ramblings. The most major piece of evidence for her tale is her previously total lack of knowledge of the Searing and what it did to Tyria, which is astonishing in anyone over the age of born. Many a Magister has slept fitfully after speaking with Ria about her bizarre, unreal past.

Ria currently travels with a group of fighters hailing from the NOVA Alliance, a Guild known to house eccentrics and oddballs. Ria is weird even for them however, and is usually politely asked to try her best to act somewhere within shouting distance of normal. Her primary goal is to try and find a way to return to her world so she can continue the war against the Cursed Wave in the third, fake world, but she has also decided that, along the way, she should help Tyria as much as possible. She feels that the powers she possesses in this world were given to her for a purpose, and that purpose is to help save this world. So far then, Ria of the Twilight endeavors to save her original world, the third fake world attacking it, and Tyria.

No…we don’t get it either.

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Dreamed it up in ten minutes or so when creating the character. Hm hm, certainly amusing to toy around with playing through the story.

m30wc0w · Dec 29, 2005, 07:10 AM // 07:10

Want to see a real song by a 13 year old? Heres the story of Ferret of the Bow

As he sees everything he ever worked for burn his heart filled with anger and sorrow. Never seeing the face of his daughter again his eyes water. Even as he is with comrades and people who can help he still sees the burning of his town. Where the meadows were lush and the grass was green. His life crumbled before him. He can feel nothing. His emotions have ran to an empty void. His life is nothing. He wanders aimlessly for hours. He finds the ruins of his old city. The beutiful city of Ascalon is in ruins. The pain can be felt in the air. He can still hear the screams of his family. He walks in in hopes to find something but he only finds merchants and people trying to rebuild their broken lives. People just like him. In his heart, he knows he can do something.

Ensabah Nur · Dec 29, 2005, 05:36 PM // 17:36

*Edited and ammended Bio for Ensabah Nur(original is @ http://www.geocities.com/aoaofes/ )

I am Ensabah Nur *The End of Days*. I was born of unknown parentage before the years were counted. Even though abandoned at birth. I survived by shear tenacity refusing to die. I was discovered in a pile of rubbish several months after my birth by a warrior as they attacked and destroyed my village. This warrior was called Ano Zi Ra and he was the greatest warlord of the time. He was amazed that a baby could have survived as well as I did. He adopted me and I was given the name Ensabah Nur which means The First One. When I became a man at 13 years old as a right of passage I was to fight the Horsemen (the 4 greatest warriors of the time) which I bested in battle and earned their unending loyalty and respect. Most importantly I earned their service. Em Dominum Fitessi(Survival of the Fittest) was the way of life for us and The Testing was a constant part of that life. To be Tested and survive was to live to be Tested another day. On his death bed my father told me I was adopted and the people would never accept me as their ruler. He told me to leave them for dead, for without my leadership they would surely perish. He also told me the true meaning of my name The End of Days and that I was destined to rule or destroy the world. My father passed and I left the lands taking The Horsemen with me to form an army.

As I traveled with the Horsemen we built an army of many peoples from many lands, always moving, always conquering. Eventually,many moons later we traveled to the island of Japan, and studied everything about it especially the Samurai and thier Bushido code. Japan is where I changed my destiny from ruling or destroying the world, as my father had told me, to adopting the Bushido code for my army and myself. Since then we have been as the Samurai with the other talents we have learned in our many travels we are invincible. I have been known in many lands by many names, but I choose my given name Ensabah Nur and my taken Japanese names Sono Kan Ichi(The First One) or Shukun Keiji(Master Apocalypse). In our travels to see all the lands we eventually found our way to Tyria and are still exploring....

Raivu yoshi, Saikoro yuuri. Koji shinpou
(Live well, Die better. Show faith)

Storm Crow · Dec 29, 2005, 06:19 PM // 18:19

@Nur: How in the hell can you be in JAPAN?! This is for GAME BIO's, read the title -_-;;

NuitNoir · Dec 29, 2005, 06:30 PM // 18:30

Rial Hila born out of wed lock, has no father. Instead, she has three other siblings, all a little different, all a little strange, but love them she did, for this was her family.

As the third child, she was mostly raised by her older brother, Abre de La Go. Their parternal parentage was never discussed, but looking at Abre, one could not help but wonder, purple hair and pale skin, very unlike herself a blond, she was a splitting image their grandmom.

Growing up at the Abby, she always dreamed of magic. She saw it daily, for Mom was a minor witch. Rial would walk the halls and ground and fantsize of her future. Would she throw fire or walk on air? Could she cast a curse or throw a hex. All these she would wonder, for until her first blood, she would not know.

Then things began to change. There was talk of Charr, a lion like beast that walked on it's hind legs. Her eldest sister Rial Hira had just been sent to train to be a fighter, she could throw fire. And her beloved brother Abre, too was sent away, he could raise the dead. But for her and her brother Abre de La Na, both still too young and powerless, there was only the now quiet rooms of their home, for even Mother was required to be on sentry duty.

Then the Searing. It was the bleakest of days for her. Chaos and maddness decended. There were Charr everywhere, the Abby was destroyed.

Even today, she can smell the burning as she remembers, the day she gained her power. Her and Abre-Na, as the youngest was called, were running to find their Mom. It wasn't safe for children, but they had to find their Mom, Abre-Na couldn't stop crying.

Just as they reached the Statue of Dwayna, they saw their Mother. She was fighting beside some of the other parents, but the beast were too strong. And as Rial called out, an arrow, shot from the gates, peirced their Mother's chest. At that moment, Abre-Na, beserk with fear and anger picks up the nearest stick and begins to wack away at the Charr, creating some space for Rial to see to their Mother. Bending over in tears, Rial notices that their Mother is fatally injured. "This can't be happenning" she screams as she faces the Statue of Dwayan. "Do something, you're a Goddness, how can you let this happen", she continues to shout at the statue. Her Mother's breathing begins to fade. Rial at a loss continues to cry with desperation and fustration...and in the midst of the chaos she finds a calm. It is then she hears a voice, "Believe in Me child, believe in Me, and all can be saved!". Her Mother's coughing bringing her back to the maddness that surrounds her. Not knowing how or why, she lays her hands on her mother, and looks at the Statue. And she prays. SHE PRAYS and PRAYS. A small warmth slowly begins at her finger tips and spreads through her hands and arms. Her mother is bathed in a light glow and as the glow fades the blood fades and the arrow disappears, and before she utters a word, she see blackness and faints.

She recalls it all with a grimace. This wasn't the world she wanted but this is the world that was given to her. She further recalls that when she finally woke up, it was a couple of days later in Ascalon. Her Mother and brother, and a few other survivors made it to the city. Her brother, for someone so young, is a fighter, she is told.

She realizes that she will never walk on air or use fire to burn, but she can help, she can heal. She would learn to be the best she can be from the surviving Monks. And if they could not teach her, other will. There is even rumour that there is a man who can teach you the ways to steal a skill. She would find that man and in doing so she will learn. She also needs to find her other siblings. There are rumours that some people followed the Prince over the mountains, maybe she will find them there.

Killabilly · Dec 29, 2005, 06:36 PM // 18:36

http://www.freewebs.com/uworder/portraits/officer.html

My character is Grenths Messenger, click on the portrait to read the Bio

Storm Crow · Dec 29, 2005, 06:51 PM // 18:51

Awesome bios Noir and Kill!!

I should finish *coughstartcough* the bios for my other characters...The Sisters of the Onyx SHALL NOT BE SILENCED!!