William looks around the room in the wrecked building he is in. He checks the stairwell. He had destroyed the stairs earlier so no one could sneak up on him. No ladder or rope. He looks in the other rooms on his floor. He to a room with broken windows. He puts down his rifle and grabs his sniper rifle. He uses the scope to look on the streets and nearby buildings. He is on the tenth floor. He doesn't see anyone. He takes off his helmet, goggles and ski mask. He puts down his backpack and takes out a water bottle. He takes a drink. Today is quiet.
Name: Myrrdin Age: 26 Gender: Male Witch or Witch Hunter: WARLOCK Coven: RAVEN SOUL. Appearance: Long black hair with green eyes. He wears a black robe usually with the hood up. Personality: He is friendly to everyone except Witch hunters. He spends most of his time creating and researching new summoning and necromancy spells. Bio: Myrrdin is the son of the Patriarch of Raven Soul. He is a very talented summoner and necromancer. He never learned many spells that don't summon monsters. He spends most of his time in the basement of a small house in the middle of a forest. Ever since the priest showed up the Witch Hunters started to succeed more than usual. Myrrdin now leads raids against the hunters. Hunting the hunters. He doesn't team up with a lot of other Witches/Warlocks, because of all the stuff he summons. If someone manages to banish his beasts he will only be able to fight back using a few basic dark magic spells. Stuff about Snivy's Character: Myrrdin was researching things about familiars. He decided he needed one. He was lonely and not a lot of magic users who liked him. Since he was usually researching in his basement. He gathered things for a ritual and prepared it. It created a portal to the spirit world. It drained him of his magic but his summoned monsters that he usually had following him were stronger. He ran into Draconus. He helped him and Draconus agreed to be his familiar. Myrrdin doesn't think of him a servant but as a friend. He returned to the human realm and celebrated. He succeed in getting a familiar. He taught some spells to Draconus. They have been friends for about six years. Other: Maybe add a spell list for the Witches and Warlocks?
Application: Name: William Age: 29 Gender: Male Description and/or picture: 5'11" with a muscular body. His face is clean-shaven. He has long black hair and green eyes. He wears goggles, a ski mask, and a military helmet. He has a backpack full of ammo, food and water. He wears a bulletproof vest and a black coat over it. War side:None. But he leans towards the Civils at times. Weapons: A Barret M107A1 (sniper rifle) slung across his shoulder, a FN SCAR-H (battle rifle) in his hands and a Beretta 92FS (semi-auto pistol) that he has in a holster around his hip. Bio: His father was one of Mr. Insulton guards. William was a very smart kid and was obsessed with guns. He practiced and went to ranges. He never knew what happened to other people who lived in Insulton. His life wasn't perfect but it was better than everyone else s. He didn't have to hunt for food everyday. His father just took some food before it go to the drop-offs. His father died in the battle that killed Mr. Insulton. When the war broke out he was on the side of the defenders. While on a mission he was attacked by a group of Civils. His whole squad was killed and he almost died. It was him and a Civil. They were at a standstill. The Civil asked why a good kid like him was fighting for the Defenders. Will asked him why he rebelled. The Civil laughed and said why would he not rebel. The Civil then explained how horrible life was before. Will lowered his gun and realized he had lived a sheltered life. He told the Civil to go and that he would not shoot him. William walked back to camp and grabbed all of the supplies he could. He destroyed the rest and ran. He has been on his own ever since. William never sided with the Peacemakers or the Civils. He didn't side with the Civils because they didn't have much of a plan and he didn't like the Peacemakers because they just didn't know how to end this war. They want to make peace but there will not be peace until the Defenders are gone. They will never settle for a truce.
Other: He moves slowly because of all the stuff he carries.
RP Name: Fenrir
Gender: Male
Species: WEREWOLF
Personalities: To be roleplayed...
One Liner:...
Bio: Fenrir is a 28 year old werewolf. He was cursed to be a werewolf from birth. For his childhood he was normal but when he turned eighteen, at a full moon, he turned into a werewolf. He went on a rampage and killed most of his village. When he went back to his human form he ran away. He can only be harmed be silver and does not age. When someone attacks him and he cannot handle the fight by himself he instinctively turns into a werewolf. His curse will last forever until a brave adventurer tries to kill him. He carries a short sword so he does not have to always use his werewolf form to fight.
Appearance: Human form: Black hair. Green eyes. White skin. Black clothes. He wears a fur jacket. Tall. Medium build.
Werewolf form:
((I don't know either. I can't find any good roleplays. So if this continues or restarts or whatever I'm joining.))
((Banana. Um. A restart or a short explanation of what is happening would be nice.))
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Name: Myrrdin
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Witch or Witch Hunter: WARLOCK
Coven: RAVEN SOUL.
Appearance: Long black hair with green eyes. He wears a black robe usually with the hood up.
Personality: He is friendly to everyone except Witch hunters. He spends most of his time creating and researching new summoning and necromancy spells.
Bio: Myrrdin is the son of the Patriarch of Raven Soul. He is a very talented summoner and necromancer. He never learned many spells that don't summon monsters. He spends most of his time in the basement of a small house in the middle of a forest. Ever since the priest showed up the Witch Hunters started to succeed more than usual. Myrrdin now leads raids against the hunters. Hunting the hunters. He doesn't team up with a lot of other Witches/Warlocks, because of all the stuff he summons. If someone manages to banish his beasts he will only be able to fight back using a few basic dark magic spells.
Stuff about Snivy's Character: Myrrdin was researching things about familiars. He decided he needed one. He was lonely and not a lot of magic users who liked him. Since he was usually researching in his basement. He gathered things for a ritual and prepared it. It created a portal to the spirit world. It drained him of his magic but his summoned monsters that he usually had following him were stronger. He ran into Draconus. He helped him and Draconus agreed to be his familiar. Myrrdin doesn't think of him a servant but as a friend. He returned to the human realm and celebrated. He succeed in getting a familiar. He taught some spells to Draconus. They have been friends for about six years.
Other: Maybe add a spell list for the Witches and Warlocks?
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Yeah. Maybe. I don't know...
Snivy you could be my character's familiar.
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Name: William
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Description and/or picture: 5'11" with a muscular body. His face is clean-shaven. He has long black hair and green eyes. He wears goggles, a ski mask, and a military helmet. He has a backpack full of ammo, food and water. He wears a bulletproof vest and a black coat over it.
War side:None. But he leans towards the Civils at times.
Weapons: A Barret M107A1 (sniper rifle) slung across his shoulder, a FN SCAR-H (battle rifle) in his hands and a Beretta 92FS (semi-auto pistol) that he has in a holster around his hip.
Bio: His father was one of Mr. Insulton guards. William was a very smart kid and was obsessed with guns. He practiced and went to ranges. He never knew what happened to other people who lived in Insulton. His life wasn't perfect but it was better than everyone else s. He didn't have to hunt for food everyday. His father just took some food before it go to the drop-offs. His father died in the battle that killed Mr. Insulton. When the war broke out he was on the side of the defenders. While on a mission he was attacked by a group of Civils. His whole squad was killed and he almost died. It was him and a Civil. They were at a standstill. The Civil asked why a good kid like him was fighting for the Defenders. Will asked him why he rebelled. The Civil laughed and said why would he not rebel. The Civil then explained how horrible life was before. Will lowered his gun and realized he had lived a sheltered life. He told the Civil to go and that he would not shoot him. William walked back to camp and grabbed all of the supplies he could. He destroyed the rest and ran. He has been on his own ever since. William never sided with the Peacemakers or the Civils. He didn't side with the Civils because they didn't have much of a plan and he didn't like the Peacemakers because they just didn't know how to end this war. They want to make peace but there will not be peace until the Defenders are gone. They will never settle for a truce.
Other: He moves slowly because of all the stuff he carries.
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Gender: Male
Species: WEREWOLF
Personalities: To be roleplayed...
One Liner:...
Bio: Fenrir is a 28 year old werewolf. He was cursed to be a werewolf from birth. For his childhood he was normal but when he turned eighteen, at a full moon, he turned into a werewolf. He went on a rampage and killed most of his village. When he went back to his human form he ran away. He can only be harmed be silver and does not age. When someone attacks him and he cannot handle the fight by himself he instinctively turns into a werewolf. His curse will last forever until a brave adventurer tries to kill him. He carries a short sword so he does not have to always use his werewolf form to fight.
Appearance: Human form: Black hair. Green eyes. White skin. Black clothes. He wears a fur jacket. Tall. Medium build.
Werewolf form:
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((Banana. Um. A restart or a short explanation of what is happening would be nice.))
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((Let us continue.))
((I believe Felix needs to respond.))