Magic, a mystical power a select few of beings have. It ranges from many different talents. From morphing and teleporting, to casting spells and controlling elements. Some magic even includes living for the rest of time. But with great power, comes responsibility and problems.
In England, sorcerers live amongst the humans. They protect the innocent, though a select few wish to rule the world. A secret war has been going on for the past 500 years. The struggle to save mankind is far from over, especially since not all involved in the war were magic wielders.
All magical creatures have involved themselves in this war, all for their own reasons. Some for revenge, others for power. The world could face certain jepordy(sp?) if this war is not resolve peacefully. All involved in the war know not to reveal magic to the mortals. For that would make the war all the worse.
Profile Layout:
Name
Age
Race
Personality
Shirt Bio (their beliefs in the war)
(Oki, so it ain’t the best one I’ve come with, but it’s all I could think of at this time. I’ll post my character(s) at a later time) [color=red]
Name: Sven Gustav Stefanzo
Race: Pure-Blood Sorcerer (User of Flame)
Age: 25
Personality: He’s only in it for the chocolate, but not really. This is a man who pretends to be simple to hide how complex he really is. Usually, he doesn’t take sides; however, he is what most would consider evil in the war. All he wants is what he wants and doesn’t really care how he gets it.
Short Bio: Sven wasn’t always this way; greedy and nonchalant about the world around him. As a child, him and his brother were raised as orphans, the two were very close. When walking to a candy shop one day, some men took Sven’s brother and disappeared from the world. Now he wants nothing more then to find and kill them. He believes that this war should end with power to the Sorcerers’. Human kind should bow down to their power. He wasn’t born with his power, but it was handed down to him from his now deceased father. The history of the war is with him as stories were told for generations. He is part of the ninth generation of families since the beginning of the whole thing.
Race: Human (but he appears like an angel do to the fact of his magic)
Personality: He’s laid back and does whatever he is told, go kill an innocent women? Ok no problem. But he rather not dirty his hands with blood however, so he has a tendency to argue certain orders given. He prefers not to fight, but will if need be.
Bio: Dante never cared much for the war, he was trained as far as back he could remember to fight and follow orders. He doesn’t remember much of his past life though, before he was forced to join his academy. Now he’s just a footsolider with special abilites, and he’s not a good sorcers.
Name: Elizabeth Salem
Age: 21
Race: Half demon, half sorcerer
Personality: Having parents of different races, Elizabeth was never accepted by anyone, except the forces of evil. She takes on much of her mother’s demonic personality. Cold, silent..though more than 50% of the time, she acts a little more human like. But she hides her emotions in fear of loosing her own personal conquest for power.
Short Bio: The war is just what this mixed breed needed. It would show those bastards whom didn’t accept her, that she was one of the best sorcerers in the world, or in her thinking she was. Taking down the “good side”, Elizabeth could prove she was worthy, and hopefully would be able to rule the humans. Though she hates most humans, she still hides the magic from them.
App: http://m187.photobucket.com/image/anime half demon/monkeybones1989/anime girls/119.jpg.html?o=16
Name: Revan
Age: 23
Race: Demon/human
Personality: very silent and cold, can be happy and all but only with people he trusts and he doesn’t trust anyone. He takes his job seriously as a Merc and doesn’t let things distract him to doing his jobs. He will get paided for anything as long as the job fits his moral beleifs and his code of honor.
Shirt Bio: He’s role in this war is and shall always be a Mercenary, and his beleif is that the highest bid would get his arms in this fight. He is now under the side that is considered “evil” but to him all he sees his someone who is signing his pay checks. And to him as long as they dont fool around with his money that they promise he wont have there head.
app:http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c182/hanuyasha_hanyou/DarthRevan.jpg
It had been raining for the past few days, the streets of England were darker than usual. The mortals thought it to be just bad weather, though in reality, it was a spell cast by a sorceror. The war had yet to be quelled, and most of the sorcerers were tired of it. Day after day of endless fighting. Elizabeth never got tired of the fighting though. It was just another oppertunity to prove her power. She loved to show she was strong, even for a half breed. She sat in a cafe, sipping down some English tea. It wasn’t exactly her favorite, but it heightened hr senses to find other magic holders. She looked over her shoulder to a man, she read his thoughts silently.
Dante sat in his room, as he watched the nearby rain fall. He hadn’t been ordered to do anything recently, his last mission, however, was difficult.
“You earned yourself a break Dante” said the leader of their operations. He sighed, even though he worked with the strange magical creatures, he still dispised them, because he was human. I probably won’t even remember how to transform back into my magical state again, if this break goes on to long he thought to himself maybe I should go have some fun?
Sven glared up at the sky with discontentment, he had never actually liked rain in any way, shape, or form. It just meant that the world would soon small damp and dirty like the streets he accompanied really were. This wouldn’t stop him from exploring where he was, however; he finally had a lead as to where his brother may have been taken all those years ago. Of course, even if it weren’t true, he’d likely kill everyone who had a bad reputation for murder, rape, and theft along the way. It was his goal to do all this without his abilities as a Sorcerer; using magical strength on regular humans just showed that you were really weak in his mind.
Hiding her appearance was hard, even with an apearance altering spell. There were times it glitches and her ears would try and show, so Elizabeth always wore a hat. She didn’t like them though, it squished and made her ears warm. It also made it hard for her to listen with her acute hearing. Liz couldn’t take the chatter from within the small cafe and decided to hit the streets. A walk in the rain was a good way to clear the mind, not
to mention she could sense magic wielders nearby.
After a few more hours of being stuck in the home, but he preferred to call it a jail. He opened the window ‘Fly” he said softly and giant black wings and a black suit of armor, along with a black sword case appeared and he jumped out. Falling as he did, for the rain had kept him from getting air, he finally opened his wings and he caught the wind current. Quickly he was pushed into the air. He held his sword case, just in case it fell out and flew towards the nearest town in England.
OOC: I feel bad for continuing because of Hanuyasha, but here goes.
“Hm?” Sven could barely feel the presence of magic nearby, but now wasn’t the time. This job was more important than anything else at the moment. If he had to kill another Sorcerer along the way then so be it, but he needed another lead in case this one proved to be false. Taking up a faster pace, he gave a light sprint in the direction needed before reaching an unusually large warehouse, “So these people like to be creepy, eh? Guess I’ll have to show them real horror.”
Revan stood at the end of a street in England, hearing the ping of the rain on his mask and his shoulder pads. Under the mask he had a cold look on his face scanning the area around him to feel if there are any Sorcerer’s around. He walked down the road the rain picking up wind blowing his cape around him. Revan looking around, looked through every shop and store looking into a tea shop trying to see anything out of the normal. Revan stopped in front of the tea shop after looking in it for a while and thought about the Merc job that he was getting paid for. All i have to do is fine the opposition and exterminate them easy enough job he thought folding his arms.
Elizabeth let out a sigh once sensing no magical beings. She decided it was time to head home and relax there. If there wer a magical person in town, certain one of her comrades would inform her. The halfling picked up her belongings and stood up, she walked out the front door and headed down the alley, a hood pulled over her head. “Damn rain..” she cursed with a small growl before sighing and continuing towards her home.
OOC: I like how I set a mood with the rain xD I’m sorry, I love starting with the weather! Haha!
The cold metal on his hands almost felt nice, it seemed that he was always hot, even if snow happened to be falling over him while half naked. With the warehouse doors open, he stepped inside and looked around. Some lights above were on and swaying with the wind that pushed its way inside the building. It looked as though the “lead” he was following had been a trap to murder him for whatever reason. This would just give him some practice fighting for the men he was really looking for; hopefully it would be worth his time, last time it wasn’t so fun.
ooc: Um I believe Shishana was the one who started with the rain…
Dante found himself flying above the cloud line, when he couldn’t take the heavy pouring of the rain on him. As he busted through the cloud line, he felt the warmth of the sun, drying him off already. No one human could fly this high without having difficultes breathing, but he had his magic working for him, that give him a sort of breathing suit, you could say, but was invisible to the eye. As he flew on, enjoying the wind for once, he thought about his life, and tried to remember his past. But unforuntly as he was starting to get tired, and his magic running low, he started to fly down, breaking his thought, and landing in a park in some random town. But it was still raining.
OOC: It was just cloudy xD like Cloud Strife LOL I threw in rain.
The random banging noises of metal on metal irritated his already annoying head ache. “What the hell is going on here?” he said quietly to himself before running through the place like a cat. No one there could have possibly heard his steps; yet he always wanted to be quieter, or maybe more agile. These people have got to die for what they’ve done, he thought to himself, this was his way of dealing with death, they are evil doers who don’t deserve to live. I’m doing the whole world a favor by removing such scum off the face of the planet. Our planet.
