Character Profiles

This is where you post your characters for the Ardus RPG. You may have as many characters as you like, though I may enforce limits on how many you can bring with you on an individual quest.

Also note that a couple of the headings below have subcategories. You do not need to describe each of these on a new line; you may include them in an overall description, so long as all of them are present.

Character Template
Name:
Gender:
Race: (Human [Raythian, Derian, Yanthian], Elf [Elder, Wilder, Shadow], Half-Elf, Dwarf [Northern, Badlands], Halfling [Weston, Collinshire])
Realm: (The realm from which your character hails.)
Religion: (Gods or religions that your character serves.)
Age:
Appearance
(What your character looks like: clothing, build, eye/hair/skin color, etc.)
Eye Color:
Hair Color:
Skin Tone:
Height:
Weight/Build:
Attire:
Personality: (How your character acts/thinks.)
Background: (Summary of your character's life to this point.)
Equipment
(Useful or exceptional that your character possesses.)
Weapons:
Armor:
Decorations/Jewellery:
Spectra
(Magical abilities that your character possesses. For each exceptional Spectral power that your character possesses, include the following categories. If your character is a trained mage, you can simply do one entry, with the power name "general Spectra" with a potency level in parentheses, a Spectra type as "Trained", and a backlash of "fatigue".)
Ability Name: (The name of the particular Spectral ability)
Spectral Type: (Either 'Latent', 'Trained', or 'Divine' depending on whether the ability is natural, required training, or comes from the blessing of a god)
Description: (A description of what the power does)
Backlash: (A description of a balancing negative effect that this ability has on the caster)

Character Template


Name: Nadala Warryn

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Realm: Raytha

Age: 22

Appearance: Nadala is 5,8 in height, she is slender bordering on being underweight. Her facial features are small and child like. Her eyes are an unearthly maroon colour. Please refer to my avatar. Her hair is a dark brown colour. She tends to wear robes that are light and split to her thighs for easy movement. She wears leather breaches beneath them. Her armour is black leather and of a simple quality (hauberk and gauntlets). Nadala has a large burn scar that covers most of her neck and her right collar bone region. She has various tribal tattoos running down the centre of her back

Personality: Nadala has a volatile temper, that seems to swing. She despises closeness to others and seems incapable of having a social life. She makes a point out of being difficult to get along with. She is a hard worker and is high respected in the guild red century where she teaches learning archers. Nadala can be seen to have a holier then thou attitude.

Background: Nadala is a highly skilled archer capable of a dead aim. Her rivals understand her to have a powerful bow arm that makes her speed with a bow quicker then most. Even over long distances her accuracy is known to be very precise. Nadala does not fight with any other weapon. Nadala does not speak of her childhood and little is known of it. Nadala is married to Reede much to the pairs disgust.

Weapons: long bow and crossbow, small dagger

Spectra: to be revealed at a later time.

Teele Warryn

Gender: Male
Race: Human (Raythian)
Realm: Raytha
Religion: None
Age: 19

Appearance
Teele stands 6'1", his blond hair left long. He has bright blue eyes and a decently-muscled frame. He wears a thin beard. Wears a long brown leather coat.
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blond
Skin Tone: Light
Height: 6'1"
Weight/Build: 186 lbs.
Attire: Teele wears a long leather coat with

Personality: Being a dreamer and a thinker have not prevented Teele from also being able to fight. He is very friendly and personable, and he has a strong intuitive sense of right and wrong. He enjoys books and reading, but not to the extent that he neglects the more practical matters of life. He appreciates art in all its forms, and has a tendency for deep thinking. He is also a romantic, though this rarely manifests in his behavior towards women.

Background: Teele Warryn was born and raised in Raytha, and grew up on a farm on the outskirts of the capital. His father, Carde Warryn, was a man who had traveled the length and breadth of Ardus, serving as a soldier for King Dirlain, a privateer for the navy, and even as a historian for the elves. When eventually he fell in love and married, he decided to give up his adventuring and return to his homeland. There, Carde and his wife raised crops and livestock, and lived a simple life. They had two sons. The elder, Reede inherited much of the raw strength of his father, and was superior physically of the two brothers. Teele was the younger, and fed on his fathers' tales of elves and battles, and learned how to read from a very young age.

Reede and Teele were inseperable; best friends throughout their childhood and adolescence. In the spring of this year, Reede went on an errand to meet an old contact of their father's and broker a deal with him. The family recieved letters from Reede, up until two months ago. His last letter was from a small tavern on the southeastern coast of Raytha. Teele set off to this place to find his lost brother in the stead of his father.

Teele eventually found Reede, but not before he met Merri Harmony. The beautiful half-elven girl enthralled Teele, and the pair fell desperately in love. Business in both their homelands have separated Merri and Teele for a time, but since they have been inseparable; in several ways. They took part in a Wilder binding ritual that melded their Spectral essences together, giving them an incredibly strong mental and emotional bond.

Equipment
Weapons: A simple longsword, belonging to his father.
Armor: None, save his leather coat.
Decorations/Jewellery: None

Spectra
None

Reede Warryn

Sex: Male
Race: Human (Raythian)
Realm: Raytha
Age: 22
Appearance: Standing 6'4" and weighing well over 250 pounds, Reede is an imposing figure. Most of that weight is in his chest and arms, and very little of it is fat. His blond hair is darker and cut shorter than that of his brother, and he keeps his face clean-shaven. He has the same bright blue eyes Teele has. He wears a long leather coat, like Teele's.

Personality: Reede is a fighter, a leader, and a charmer. With or without a weapon, he is a very dangerous adversary. For all his size, he is fast and quiet, with a cunning, tactical mind. He inspires trust in the people he meets; and many a child in the villages surrounding the capital look up to Reede as a role model. Reede also tends to draw the eye of the female kind; he is courteous, confident, and always the gentleman. He's a practical, no-nonsense thinker who stays in the here and now. He simply smiles at Teele's explanations of philosophy and the arts, not necessarily passing them off as useless, but knowing that such things are not his way.

Background: Reede Warryn was born and raised in Raytha, and grew up on a farm on the outskirts of the capital. His father, Carde Warryn, was a man who had traveled the length and breadth of Ardus, serving as a soldier for King Dirlain, a privateer for the navy, and even as a historian for the elves. When eventually he fell in love and married, he decided to give up his adventuring and return to his homeland. There, Carde and his wife raised crops and livestock, and lived a simple life. They had two sons. The elder, Reede inherited much of the raw strength of his father, and was superior physically of the two brothers. Teele was the younger, and fed on his fathers' tales of elves and battles, and learned how to read from a very young age.

Reede and Teele were inseperable; best friends throughout their childhood and adolescence. In the spring of this year, Reede went on an errand to meet an old contact of their father's and broker a deal with him. The family recieved letters from Reede, up until two months ago. His last letter was from a small tavern on the southeastern coast of Raytha. Teele set off to this place to find his lost brother in the stead of his father.

Teele eventually found Reede, and during the battle in which that occured, Reede saved the life of a woman named Nadala Celeste. As part of her guild's laws, she was immediately promised to Reede. This arrangement was an object of disgust to both of them. However, this did not stop them from getting rather drunk that same night and waking up in the same bed the next morning, much to their shock. Reede was later called away from his still-rather-unwilling bride on some business back home. But now, he's coming back to find her again...

Weapons: A longsword

Spectra: None

Name: Merri Warryn

Gender: Female

Race: Half-Elf (Father: Wilder Elf, Mother: Raythian)

Realm: Elidian

Age: 30 human summers

Appearance: 5’5” and slender, golden skin, athletic. Oval face with slanted green-grey eyes and her ears are hardly pointed at all. Long hair naturally streaked in shades of platinum, red, and golden brown, worn in a single plait down her back with a thin braided headband of fawn-colored leather worn like a crown, a small flat metal rune-type design centered on her forehead.

Attire: Almost transparent off-white or light green tank-style top and matching boy-cut shorts under her fawn-colored light leather armor. Soft moccasin-like boots (good for climbing and branch-racing) come up over the knee and fold over five buckles at the top. The rune headband and matching braided armbands. Laced fawn colored gauntlets protect her from wrist to elbow. Furry cloak and form-fitting trousers in cold weather.

Personality: Usually easygoing and not without humor, though Merri can get very intense sometimes. Too many comments about her name and you could find yourself picking an arrow out of your liver…or wherever.

Strengths: Fast runner with lots of endurance, excellent balance, vicious fighter when need be. Intelligent.

Weakness: Can get very stubborn and passionate about a certain point of view. While this can be a strength if she’s right, it can also lead to bad decision making or sticking with a wrong course of action if she’s wrong.

Background: From Elidian, Merri is the daughter of a wilder elf father and a human mother of Raythian aristocracy who met while on a quest together. Merri’s parents taught her not to care for the shortsighted views of others and the love between them showed her that race didn’t matter. Still, she earns her living as a guide and guard for travelers, both because of a bad case of wanderlust and as a way of not choosing between elven and human.

This need became stronger when her mother died of a fever, leaving Merri heir to the family title and expected to marry the owner of the family lands, uniting title and property. She refused and with her father's help escaped her bigoted husband-to-be's iron control to remain an independent woman, avoiding many masculine bids to capture her in domesticity and jealously guarding her freedom.

The first man to successfully burn away the fears that have insulated Merri from love has been Teele Warryn. Their recent discovery of each other has been (and still is) marked by passionate love and a shared wanderlust. They are true soul mates.

Almost as soon as the two found each other, they were separated but they are soon to be reunited...

Weapons: Crossbow, Two daggers worn one on each thigh.

Spectra: Natural sensitivity to Spectra, manifests as a sixth sense for danger, presence (esp. of magical beasts), natural phenomena.

Name: Timbur Matreigh
Gender: male
Race: Wilder elf
Realm: Elynnis
Age: 450
Appearance: (What your character looks like: earth tone tunic and pants with fuzzy brown boots... two long red braids...green eyes, tan skin...
Personality: dual personalities... ferocious in battle, friendly outside of battle... slightly gullible... always means well...
Background: tbd... it comes to him in pieces...
Weapons: a rope... twin daggers in his leather wrist guards... miniature blade...
Spectra: none...

Name: Astrid de Serkhel
Gender: Female
Race: Half-Elf

Realm: Raytha
Age: Equivalent of about 23 human years

Appearance: Standing about 5’6”, Astrid has a slender build and willowy grace that marks her as elvish kin, but her features are softened by her human blood. She has fair skin, but deep brunette hair that is cut short in messy, uneven layers around a heart-shaped face. Her eyes are jade green in colour, and are wide with a childlike expression to them.

Personality: Astrid is a very introverted, shy person, and takes a while to open up to people. She is quite naïve at times, taking people at face value and often making herself a vulnerable target. She takes things very literally, often confusing herself and others, and finds it quite hard to relate to people. Despite that, occasionally she shows a more astute, insightful side of herself.

Background: Astrid was the result of a single night between a young Raythian woman and a travelling wilder elf from Elidian. Growing up in a small village with her mother, Astrid found herself something of an outcast. She matured much slower than the human children and found it hard to relate to them. She retreated into herself and became very shy as a result. When she reached her adolescent years, she decided to leave Raytha and seek her father and his people in Elidian.

The wilder elves were all politeness and elegance, but Astrid's human upbringing made her awkward, clumsy and unrefined in their eyes. She was more socially inept than ever and ignorant of elven culture. Her father, though he accept her as his child, made it clear that he was ashamed of her and he wanted as little to do with her as possible, breaking her heart a little bit more.

She left Elidian after a few years, and since has been a constant traveller, rarely staying in one place for more a few days. She has never found anyone she could say truly understood or accepted her, or anywhere she felt she really belonged. It is that that she is searching for. As a result of her travels she is well read and informed, knowing enough about medicine, plants and combat to ensure her survival.

Weapons: Astrid's weapon of choice is a longbow and arrows, but she also carried a sword with which she is proficient. However, she only fights to defend herself and if possible prefers to avoid combat.

Spectra: She is sensitive to spectra, enough to sense danger or if magic is at work, but Astrid considers magic as cheating. She thinks anything that can't be done except by magic should not be done, and anything that can be done without magic should be done without magic. She doesn't trust spectra or people who rely on it.

And the rough sketch that I drew of her before:

Whoa, you can draw amazingly well!

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Name: Oskar Ungart
Gender: Male
Race: Northern Dwarf
Realm: Karnigan
Age: 57
Appearance: Large, for a dwarf. Grown hair, brown eyes, brown beard and moustache, which are always braided. Broad without being fat. Has no sense of fashion what so ever; often wears several colors that hardly ever match. Has a single silver ring in his right ear.
Personality: Oskar is… not too bright. And although he is considered a friendly man, his lack of intelligence has caused him to be shunned by some. He believes everyone can automatically respect everyone else, and will often misunderstand insults for praises. Does not understand irony. Loyal and friendly towards friends and foes alike. Loves to sing, and although he isn’t a good singer, he does have a pleasant voice.
Background: Oskar started traveling at an unusual young age, as suggested by his clan leaders. Has never been in any true adventure, despite his best attempts.
Weapons: Two crudely crafted axes. Cut both trees and orcs.
Spectra: None.

Gender: Male

Race: half-elf (human and wilder elf)

Realm: Raytha

Age: appears to be 20.

Appearance: Wears basic chainmail armor, carries a long two handed katana on his back, short spikey blond hair, tan skin, elven ears, stand siv foot one inche tall, thin body.

Personality: Friendly, talkitive, can be a little blunt at times.

Background: Comes from a long line of Raythian knights, he was taught how to fight at an early age by his father. Has been a bit of an outcast in his village since he ages so much slower than the humans. Due to this he chose to become a mercenary instead of a knight.

Weapons: Long two-handed katana

Spectra: Sixth sense to danger, and can detect movement up to a hundred yards.

Alexandra Seraphim

Gender: Female

Race: Elven (Shadow)

Realm: to be announced

Age: appears to be about seventeen

Appearance: Her large dark blue eyes stand in contrast to her light blue skin and silver hair, which goes down to her waist, stands at five foot two inches tall, skinny

Personality: Shy, timid, hopeless romantic

Background: Recently left her homeland to go out and study the world first hand. She isthe youngest daughter of a large family and thus is used to never being noticed. Spends most of her time reading as she grew up.

Weapons: crossbow that her father gave her before leaving.

Spectra: can emit a powerful burst of light from her body, can create a ball of light to act as a lantern, can create a thick black smokescreen.

Cyril Dane
Gender: Male
Race: Human (Yanthian (? ))
Realm: Raytha
Age: 28

Appearance: Dane dresses in a loose-fitting black tunic draped over a coat of chain mail. He has black trousers to match. He stands six feet even, but carries himself with an air of grace and confidence that make his presence seem more imposing. He wears a lavishly decorated longsword at his side; and nobody is quite sure where or how he acquired the fine blade. Dane has bright green eyes and slightly curly brown hair. He keeps himself clean-shaven whenever possible, but days on the road make the opportunities few.

Personality: Dane is a gentleman first of all. He is respectful and courteous, especially around women. He is charismatic and outgoing, which seem a contradiction to the lonely life he lives. His friendliness and tendency to trust others is tembered by a calm awareness, and careful judgment of everything he sees; both on and beneath the surface.

Background: Not much about Dane's life is known other than the fact that he is known of many, and a close friend of few. Everywhere he goes, he makes contacts, and he knows people in almost every realm in Ardus. Those who do know him well still know little about him, other than the fact that he is a knight and a scout for King Dirlain of Raytha.

Weapons: A decorated longsword, of which he is a master handler. A bow and arrows, carved by his own hand.
Spectra: None to speak of.

Name: Zachariah Asher

Gender: Male

Race: Shadow Elf

Realm: ???

Age: 50 (appears about 18 y/o)

Appearance: 6 foot tall, 195lb... bronze complexion... hero's smile... hazel eyes... neat, medium length black hair... dressed in a black robe (think Prince of Persia) with a mask attached to the back like a hood...


Personality: cocky... quick tongued, usually flippant... loves to be the hero(feels it's his destiny)...

Background: ???

Spectra: ???

Weapons- Long broadsword that is almost as tall as Zach himself... wrist protectors can be used to shield/fight also...

Name: Robbert (Bobby)
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Realm: Unknown
Age: 8
Appearance: only about 4ft, messy dark brown hair, and matching eyes, he wears a simple leather tunic and matching pants, has a small pack, mostly empty, some changes of clothes, and a sleeping bag.
Personality: Like a normal child, bratty sometimes, other times careing. Though he has a few additional quirks that occasionally cause people to stare. He tends to like his meat as rare as possible and really, really likes gold, silver, and jewels.
Background: Raised by his mother and father with his siblings, all 7 of them. They are all twins, (Octuplit?) and now they have reached the age that their parents decided that it'd be best for them to go out and learn the ways of the world. So here he is, wondering around to learn what ever it is he was supposed to learn, and gather anything shiny he might get his hands on.
Weapons: Nothing
Spectra: Random, minor bursts of magic. (EX: Flash of light, hay stack lit on fire) Sometimes helpfull other times not so much.

Name: Tim "The Deathblade" Rasinger III
Gender: Male
Race: Human (raythian)
Realm: Raytha
Age: 22
Appearance: wears a black trench coat, with all black clothing underneath, wears a silver pendant of his family insignia. Has short black hair that is a bit messy, has a bit of stubble on his chin. His eyes are a deep Indigo, that pierce with a menacing stare.
Personality: Tim is the kind of guy who doesn't give a damn about anything and will come back with snarky ass comments. If the job is good enough he'll do it, and he's good at what he does.
Background: Born a twin with his sister Sara, he became the exact opposite of her, he has always wanted to fight and control the power of darkness. His father gave him that wish and he was sent to a school for dark knights, powerful warriors with great knowledge of the dark forces. He currently travels, looking for answers, what exactly questions him, is unbeknownst of anyone.
Weapons: A large archaic broadsword that stands nearly as tall as himself, he forged this weapon out of adamantine making it incredibly strong, coupled with dark magicks it is practically invincible.
Spectra: Dark Rage, gives the user the ability to control dark magicks, and to control the demon within to let out incredible powers.

Name: Erlend hersir Prudi
Gender: Male
Race: Human - Derian
Realm: Gardann
Age: 31

Appearance: 7’9, well muscled, gives the impression of a normal man that has been enlarged in all directions. Black hair, kept in a warriors tail, deep blue eyes. A burn mark above his left brow, which vaguely resembles a rose.

Usually wears a grey cloak over his simply clothing. Two black bands around his wrists. A large elaborated tattoo on his back, which only those schooled in magic might recognise for what it is.

Personality: A man looking for am honourable way to die. Quick to judge, ever quicker to avenge. Either your worst nightmare or your most loyal companion. Doesn’t believe in surrender, only in extremes; victory of death, honour or dishonour. Although he is not an unintelligent man, he was never properly schooled and as such can not read or write.

Background: Was born as Erlend, second son of Vandrad hersir Prudi, lord of Skjalgi in the far and icy north of Gardann. As was tradition, he was schooled to be a warrior, to assist and protect his brother, who was in turn taught how to govern the small vale of Skjalgi. Erlend was satisfied to live in his brothers shadows, only appearing in public when a village was being raided or a polar bear attacked civilians. He became a warrior of some renown, and brought honour to his family.

One day, a woman came to the castle and demanded to speak to the man who had recently murdered a band of raiders. She revealed her name was Inga, and she was the wife of one of the men he had slain. Erlend invited her to his rooms, a fight occurred, and Erlend, impressed with the woman’s spirit, fell in love with her. He offered her a place inside the keep, and after a few troubled months, they often shared the bed.

Erlend, however, was not the only one who fell in love with the strong woman. When his father died, and his older brother became lord of Skjalgi, he claimed Inga as his wife, infuriating Erlend. After a confrontation between the two brothers, Erlend was banished. He refused to leave, and a struggle occurred in which Erlend murdered not only his brother but also twelve other men. With that, he left, but was eventually caught by a wizard order who had been informed of his actions by Inga. They captured him and placed an enchanted tattoo on his back; when ever he harmed a man, he would feel that man’s pain as if he was the one being harmed. Also, they branded him as an exile and outlaw; a single rose was placed above his left brow. With that, they let him go. He travelled to Aravin, where he met a man named Edward Walker.

Weapons: A single Glaive

Spectra: Weapon Symbiosis – Edwards glaive is like an extended limb to him, allowing him to use the weapon in a far more sophisticated manner; the problem with this is that he can not thread to far from his weapon without getting physically ill.

Odin Ophane

Gender: Female
Race: Elf: Elder
Realm: Relannas
Age: 100 (Young for her race and giving her the appearance of about 20)
Religion: Isn’t religious however has been brought up under her father who has taught her that use of spectra should be left to the gods.

Appearance:

Eye Color: Has purple eyes, her pupils are often commented on has been unusually large some misconstrued it as her been startled while others mistakenly believe it makes her seem innocent.
Hair Color: (originally) Long smooth silver hair runs down to her neck but she keeps it relatively short so it does not get in the way. She has a long fringe that can cover her left eye but she tends to keep it brushed back to allow a full field of vision.
(Currently) Slightly longer hair with a red streak running down the side.
Skin Tone: White, well tanned
Height: Odin is about 5'7
Weight/Build: Small but agile.
Attire: She wears figure hugging leather armour allowing her to remain fairly agile and prevent her from been hampered by the weight but still offering some protection. When travelling she tends to use a simple brown cloak with a hood to hide the weaponry and keep a low profile.
Left handed.

Personality: Odin takes on quite a masculine persona in some areas been overly competitive, a heavy drinker and possessing a fiery temperament when provoked. She has led quite a sheltered life style and as such has limited social skills and is often interested in her surroundings as it tends to be her first experience of them.

Background: Odin comes from a prestigious family line of assassins. Her father had hoped for a boy and this can be seen in her upbringing down to ever her name. From a young age she was educated in the art of war and during her child hood was taught skills that would prove useful while on their own appearing relatively innocent as such she is highly proficient in horse riding and has a loyal steed known as Desolation.

Once she was older she was taught basic weapon handling and developed a liking for dual curved daggers in close combat and uses a chain whip for slightly longer range combat finally the small crossbow caters for other situations. Taught by her father to be prepared for any situation her equipment reflects this.

She has led a sheltered life style in training in Relannas with little time for socialising and rarely embarking outside. Her knowledge of the outside world is mainly constrained to reading in the extensive library in the city.

Having just reached the young age of 100 her father has decided she is ready to take up the honour of the family lineage and has put her forward for contracts in the name of the Elder. She has recently embarked on her own pursuing her first contract. While it will not be her first kill, it will be her first in an uncontrolled environment.


Since making an appearance in the tavern she has been involved in delivering a message and with the Vartegiest. During this time a love interest with Zain has been building. She has also been away from the tavern carrying out contracts given to her by the Elder council.


Equipment

Weapons: A chain whip which she ties around her waist, a small 3 round self loading crossbow that she has strapped to her right hand. The trigger mechanism is activated by driving her middle knuckle upwards into a crevice in the wood allowing a swift attack with little indication. Finally she carries two long curved daggers one kept in a sheath in a boot and another on the right hand side sheath built into her breast plate.

Armor: Leather armour

Spectra: Her father has brought her up against the use of Spectra as such she has never tapped into any latent ability and her understanding of it comes only from her readings and encounters with it during travels.

Name: Evander “Van” Leonheart
Gender: male
Race: Human, Yanthian
Realm: none, but typically frequents Raytha
Religion: none
Age: 26

Appearance
Eye Color: dark brown, nearly black
Hair Color: black; usually sports the ‘wet dog’ look, tied back with a white cloth headband
Skin Tone: tanned and scarred
Height: 5’8” but acts like he’s twice as big
Weight/Build: 180 lbs, slight muscle tone
Attire: He typically wears a black sleeveless tunic, black fingerless gloves or hand wraps, tattered black shorts, and armor protecting his legs from the knees down, including metal shoes made of segmented steel plates. And he always wears his custom hooded black overcoat given to him by his father. It has hidden chainmail sewn into the lining and a "fur" collar made of bristling metallic porcupine quills that give the impression of a lion's mane. He also has a pair of copper-colored goggles hanging around his neck.

Personality: Van is a little rough around the edges, but he’s not all bad. He speaks in a coarse, gravelly voice and doesn’t hesitate to let expletives fly, but he’s actually more intelligent than his low-brow language suggests. He loves a good fight, but also has a strong moral compass that sometimes makes him do good deeds even when he doesn’t want to. He’s a realist and sees things exactly as they are, but never lets the threat of failure dissuade him.

Background:
Van was born to a traveling swordsmith in a Yanthian caravan of roaming craftsmen. He hardly knew his mother, who disappeared when he was still very young, and he came to resent his father for not telling him how or why. At an early age, Van took an interest in using his father’s weapons and learned to enjoy the thrill of battle. Even as a child, he was fighting fierce creatures and fending off bandit raids. His desire to destroy rather than create alienated him from the artisans and craftsmen he lived amongst. Despite his father’s best attempts at convincing everyone that Van was not the heartless savage they saw him as, he was ousted from the caravan at age 16 and forced to walk the land alone.

Van’s solitary life hardened him and he quickly became one of the most notorious swordsmen in Ardus, and was the stuff of legend until he was defeated by an elder elf necromancer at age 20. He believes the elf cursed him and stole his spectra and he has harbored a bitter resentment for almost any form of magic since that fateful day. Shamed, dishonored, and seeking a new fighting style that could combat magic, he disappeared into parts unknown to search for the perfect sword -- one that can cut through spectral attacks. He resurfaced a few years later, long after everyone had forgotten about him, with a new weapon he’d found buried in the sands of the Badlands. He now travels Ardus as a mercenary, bounty hunter, and roaming swordsman as he works his way to the top again.

Equipment:
Equipment A “cipher arcanis,” a pair of ancient enchanted goggles. The round frames are made of orichalcum, a coppery-gold metal, and the lenses are made of blue crystal, covered in etchings of tiny elven script. They are suspended from a thick brown leather strap. Despite the writing on the lenses, the image is clear as day when the wearer peers through them. Normally, they are used to see raw spectra, but they can also see through most illusions and reveal hidden phenomena. Van usually has them around his neck and rarely pulls them over his eyes.

Weapon: “Lunaris,” an enchanted two-handed sword made by the mage-smith Arwyn Clyne. The sword measures six feet from tip to tip and is surprisingly lightweight, but strikes with the force of a much heavier weapon. Lunaris has a long, straight, double-edged blade made of what appears to be blue stained-glass, but is actually a rare crystal found only in the spectral realm. The hilt is also made of rare materials; carved from the trunk of Risinia’s oldest sacred tree. The wood has been treated with a petrifaction-like form of transmutation, giving it a dark green metallic appearance, unparalleled strength, and powerful spectral abilities. There are no metal components in the entire weapon.

Lunaris’s blade can deflect or absorb incoming spectral attacks. It is also self-sharpening and virtually indestructible -- it is strong when the wielder wills it to be strong and weak when it is willed to be weak. By weakening specific portions of the blade, it can be broken down into smaller pieces or even into other small weapons. In the event of breakage, the sword is capable of reforming itself of its own accord or at its wielder’s discretion. Lunaris’s ability to selectively break and reform makes it extremely versatile and perfectly suits Van’s unorthodox fighting style. Unfortunately, it also has a tendency to shatter like glass when the wielder’s will to fight is not strong enough, or if the wielder is simply too weak to fight.

Spectra:
Ability Name: Spectral Lock
Spectral Type: curse
Description: Six years ago, a necromancer placed a curse on Van, sealing his spectra deep within his body. Whereas spectra normally flows through a person, even those who are untrained in its use, Van’s ‘flow’ has been severely reduced, almost to the point of stoppage. He cannot cast any spells, and is incapable of manipulating spectra without the aid of an enchanted device (such as his sword). Furthermore, he cannot detect spectra in the world around him and others have much difficulty detecting his spectral presence. One benefit of the lock is that it strengthened the spectral bonds tying his soul to his body, making him more difficult to kill. He is far from immortal, but certainly seems more resilient than most.

Name: Arwyn Clyne
Gender: female
Race: Shadow Elf
Realm: Relannas
Religion: spiritual, but nothing in particular
Age: 309, but appears to be in her mid-twenties

Appearance:
Eye Color: violet
Hair Color: silky black, straight, shoulder-length
Skin Tone: porcelain skin of a bluish hue
Height: 5’11”
Weight/Build: tall and slender, but not underweight
Attire: She is currently wearing a custom Adamantine Order battlemage’s suit; a form-fitting, sleeveless black dress that reaches to the floor, with three high slits for freedom of movement; full black leather leggings, white gloves, and a pair of calf-cut black heels trimmed in silver adamantium plating. She also wears a sheer white shawl or cape, which is usually draped around her shoulders or over her head like a hood.

Personality:
Arwyn is well-educated, intelligent, and well-read, but has little experience dealing with people in relaxed social environments. She is overly generous, almost to the point of being condescending and tends to treat others with a motherly affection. She has an obsession with spectra, and nearly anything magic-related will immediately draw her attention. She is also an avid pacifist and has a habit of interrupting disputes that don’t involve her, simply because she doesn’t like to see people fighting.

Background:
Arwyn was born to a pair of shadow elven mages on the icy southern peninsula of Relannas. Her father was a mage-smith, her mother a sorceress, and both worked hard to ensure their daughter would someday surpass them. She was accepted into the Adamantine Order at a very young age and immediately traveled to their headquarters in the Dharzad Mountains, though she knew it was a one-way trip -- no one had ever been allowed to leave the Order under any circumstances: membership was for life.

Once there, she studied magic under some of the best minds in all of Ardus. Although she was aware of the Order’s purpose -- the eradication of all human races -- her unhealthy obsession with spectra clouded her judgment. For 150 years, she created weapons responsible for the destruction of a race she knew almost nothing about. But it would not last. In her final years with the Order, Arwyn began researching a process by which artificial life could be created through spectra. Using a combination of high-level enchantments, she found a way to seal the heart, mind, and soul of a sentient creature into an inorganic shell. She created a single prototype: a mechanical horse made entirely of steel and iron, but possessing a soul, ties to the spectral realm, and even a conscious mind -- all the aspects of a living organism.

Arwyn eventually left the Order, but was forced to leave behind all her possessions. The only object she took with her was the crystal sword, Lunaris, one of the best weapons she ever made. She chose to become a pacifist, to atone for all the blood shed by the things she’d made and cast away Lunaris in the deserts of the badlands to begin her new life of peace. That was 100 years ago. Since then, Arwyn has been traveling the world, studying the various cultures in it. She eventually crossed paths with Evander Leonheart, a violent mercenary who somehow found Lunaris and has been using it for personal gain. Despite their opposing views, the two have formed an uneasy friendship and learned much from one another.

Equipment:
Weapons: “Solaris”, an enchanted umbrella sword (parasol and rapier). All of its metal components are made of hardened adamantium and enchanted for superior strength, while the umbrella top is covered in black silk embroidered with white roses and trimmed with white lace. It was one of the first weapons Arwyn made for the Order, but was rejected because it was too unconventional. It is the sister sword to Lunaris, though they were made a century apart.

Solaris was designed for mages who wanted a weapon that could channel spectra like a wizard’s staff, but still defend against melee weapons. When opened, the umbrella portion can absorb incoming magical attacks and is strong enough to act as a physical shield. The sword portion has a long narrow blade, similar to an epee, but with a curved grip and no guard. Its blade works like a wizard’s staff, channeling whatever magic is absorbed by the umbrella and acting as a focus for magical attacks.

Armor: Arwyn wears a full set of spectra collectors; metal bracelets crafted by the Adamantium Order. They are thick metal rings, usually made of mythril, engraved with writings from ancient elven tongues. They don’t actually touch the wearer; instead they hover in place on the wearer’s wrists or ankles, drawing in residual spectra from the air and channeling it into the wearer. Spectra collectors give a slight boost to spellcasting efficiency, but can be dangerous when worn in places that are thick with spectra. Also, they don’t stay on well if the user is moving erratically or fighting; they are intended for mages who stand outside of the battle.

Spectra:
Ability Name: General Spectra (potency varies from one discipline to the next)
Spectral Type: Trained
Backlash: fatigue
Description: Arwyn specializes in enchanting and has many years of experience in this field. But, because enchanting requires the enchanter to know a variety of spells from various disciplines, Arwyn has dabbled in nearly all schools of magic. With the four spectra collectors she is wearing and her sword’s special ability, Arwyn’s spectral potency is currently at its peak. Her favorites are spells that form defensive barriers and spells that manipulate natural phenomena, such as vegetation and soil. She has also trained in the healing arts, but it is not her strongest discipline. She learned some basic attack spells while studying under the Adamantine Order, but she generally doesn’t like to use these unless cornered.

Character Template

Name: Azoola Bamviere (real name Sunouva)

Gender: female (though could be mistaken for a young man under all her heavy armor)

Race: Half elf

Realm: Unknown

Age: unknown

Appearance: Slender yet athletic petite face. Her features are small and well placed. Azoola’s hair is red and reaches to her hips. She wears it tied back and often wears a midnight blue cowl over her head. She her features can not be seen. She has magic inflicted scarring on the left side of her face that looks as though she has been hit with small pieces of shrapnel. Her armour is heavily plated and black. She wears an old ripped tabard over the plate. The most interesting aspect of her armour. Is a highly ornate gauntlet. Laced with various gemstones.

Personality: to be revealed

Background: to be revealed

Weapons: two runed one handed axes. The blades differ slightly on each axe.

Spectra: Summoner

Silas Pall
Gender: Male
Race: Raythian
Realm: Kinndel
Age: 23

Appearance: Silas stands 5'10" and is very thin. He has a handsome face, framed by longish dark red hair that hangs over a headband of a brighter red. Set in the front of this band is a small likeness of a flame, made from a black metal. He wears brown boots, and dark brown pants and overcoat. Under the coat he wears a shirt of light beige. And usually over all of this, he wears a dark red hooded cloak. Silas' skin is pale, and he rarely exposes himself to direct sunlight.

Personality: Silas is isolated, bitter, and abrasive. He reacts with little or no pleasant emotion toward other people. If he is simply indifferent and aloof, it means he's having a good day. Belying this harsh outward personality, though, is a deep intelligence, a profound wisdom, and a vey advnced sense of artistry.

Background: Silas grew up in Kinndel, a tributary of Raytha. His father was merchant who fell in love with a priestess. But his love was unrequited. In desperation and frustration, he took her by force, and Silas was concieved.

His father's crime was revealed, and judgment was given by the order of priests, and by the goddess they worshipped. Silas' father would keep his life, but the pain he caused the woman would be on him, and on his children. The man himself was condemned to live the remainder of his life in want, always being unfulfilled. The child of pain (Nuvenar) would be cursed with the pain from which he was born. The woman bore him, and Silas' father never saw her again.

He married another in hopes of finding the fulfillment that never came to him. She died after bearing him two more children.

For ten years, Silas grew. He radiated potential as a child, showing a warm and vibrant personality, and an abnormally high intelligence. He was a role model to his younger brothers.

On his tenth birthday, everything changed. The Nuvenar curse took him, and his body was wracked with nearly-unbearable pain. The pain refused to subside, and Silas became frail in body and soul. He withdrew into himself, despairing of life and mourning the things that were not to be. His father died a few months after the curse came upon him, and he and his brothers lived with an uncle.

The two younger boys grew and were strong and capable as young men, and Silas found himself living in their shadows. In frustration and anger, he departed, his pain creating a well of resentment and bitterness within him. He went about frantically trying to find a cure. He delved into the study of Spectra, and was revealed to be enormously adept at its use, so that even elvish scholars marvelled at the power he could wield. He took every course available to him, studying for six years at Kinndel's Mage Academy, and after that was tutored privately by Master Farilaen Siralin of Relannas; an ancient Elder who had been practicing Spectral arts for nearly all of his thousand years on Ardus.

Silas now walks alone, clinging to one final hope that perhaps this curse can be lifted.

Weapons: A long, black staff made of some light, hard metal. It is tipped at the end with a blood-red crystal gripped by a skeletal hand. Used as a focus for his Spectra, though he doesn't actually require it.

Spectra: Various. Silas has an unnaturally deep connection to it, and can weild it in many spectacular ways.

Name: Gideon
Gender: Male
Race: *hah not telling yet!*
Realm: as above!
Age: Let's just say he's old!
Appearence: Bald, tall (7ft roughly, a bit higher) and well muscled. Wears flowing black cotton pants and rarely anything else. He has swirling cobalt blue tribal tattos covering his skull, curling around his right eye and across his arms, back and shoulders. His eyes are black and his nose is classic Roman type nose. His mouth is wide and mysteriously sensuous. High cheek bones and his nails are painted black and are rather sharp looking. His barrel type chest has a raged scar as if he had been struck by an axe of some kind
He also has a gold earings in his ears. (hello a more badass sinbad)
Wears gold cuffs encircling his wrists.

Personality: Striking, brooding and has a bit of a temper. Calculating and thinks like a warrior.

Background: *Deep, dramatic voice* these pages cannot contain even a mere glimpse of his background.

Weapons: Favours the sword, even though he barely needs it.

Spectra: Let's just say he is like his daughters but only bigger, better and more powerful.

Oh and he is Faytes Father and has decided to take an intrest.

and another note. He is a minor character.