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Name: Nick Jones
Age: 25
Location: Sydney Australia, 2615
Appearence: Nick stands about 6'2" tall and is of average build. He has long brown hair that is always tied back. His skin is pale from lack of sun exposure and his eyes are slowly losing there dark brown colour. When he is required to wear clothing, Nick wears suits from various periods of history.
Occupation: Restaurant Owner
Brief History: Nick Jones has always been wealthy. His parents owned and operated a mulitude of successful restaurants. And when they died in a tragic accident, Nick inheritted the lot. Yet it was never his interest. He hired three Restaurant Managers to look after his parents interplanetitary empire. This was so that he could spend as much time in the "Realm". In the "Realm" he was everything he ever wanted to be.


Name: Pedrius
Age: 230
Appearence: When you look at Pedrius, you are basically looking straight back at Nick. Save for a few small differences. One being Pedrius' face is battle scarred, having one that runs down from the top of his head to the center of his chest. The other is that Pedrius is slightly taller and has larger muscles.
Alignment: Good
Class: Paladin
Magic: Advanced Holy Magic.
Weapon: b*****d Sword created from holy fire and a tower shield of divine protection.
Brief History: Pedrius has been in active serice against the forces of evil for 230 of the "Realm"s years. In that time, he has had to save many a player, stop many a foe from destroying everything and he has also played a part in sending a demon back to it's dimenson. For his unrelenting service, Pedrius has been granted near god like holy abilities.

Name: Dekieartra Aequitous Veritas
Age: she hasn't been back to reality in so long it's unknown
Location: (in time and space) somewhere on the east coast of america in the twentyfirst century.
Appearence: (pictures are ok, description better) Large dark eyes rimmed with thick dark lashes. she's got a few scars on her body that she's normally very consious about. Her hair had been, the last she'd been there, quite dark, midnight like that of her mothers, and shoulder length.
Occupation: N/A
Brief History: She doesn't remember too much of that life. Just call it traumatic amnisia. She doesn't remember the two years she spent going about with the 'whites' after her father left. Doesn't remember the fights, the screams, or even the pain of a mother who didn't care to listen to the reminder of the man she had once loved. No, she didn't remember much anything of that life.


Name: Dekieartra (D'artra) Aequitous Vimuku-Finnatos
Age: 27
Appearence: (pictures are ok, description better) She stands at the proud height of 5'7. Hair of the finnest spun silver falls in straight sheets down about her shoulders. Her eyes are as dark as night, wide and seemingly almost too large. Her features are petite, almost french. high cheekbones, a button of a nose, and an unobtrusive chin. She wears a dress that churns about her like the darkest of unholy vileness. it had been a gift. but she never did remember he that gave it to her. she also remembers her hair had been a gift too, for undoubedly it used to be as dark as her eyes. She wears heavy combat boots beneath the folds of the skirt of the dark dress and has come to don a pair of fingerless gloves.
Alignment: (good, evil or somewhere between) Somewhere in between, she switches from one to the other at the drop of a hat.
Class: (like Mage, Warrior, Rouge, etc) She has the potential to be a great Paladin or a great DarkGuard but remains untrained in either. instead she knows how to handle blades, and is quite proficient with them, however, she still has a long way to go before she's anything out of the ordinary.
Weapon: Twin Ketenes that both rest on her right hip, slipped beneath a belt that defines her form a little better than the flowing dress. hidden all over her body is an array of throwing knives, though we're not about to give away where they might be. *winks*
Brief History:She came to the realm as a child, having learned of its exsistence through her father. When finally she made her descision she chose to remain. She doesn't remember too much about that, nor does she recall too much of her life before Alacade. The Corverian male had found her and took her in, raising her much like a daughter in his own right. He was like a guardian, a magnificent beast of power that shielded her lovingly beneath his wing. When she reached the age of 17 he left, laughingly telling her that they would meet up again in one year in a tavern nearly halfway across the country. Determined to make him proud she began her treck. On her eighteenth birthday she celebrated in a tavern with the man she had come to look up upon as a father figure. They traveled together as companions for another year or so before they split ways, him going to return to the little hobble of a home he had gained throughout his many years of existence and she chose to continue travelling. Since she has seen many things, and learned quite the bit, but remains docile about most everything, the only sign of wear in her appearence is the dark shadows hiden behind her eyes.

Name:zachery hall
Age:18
Location:somewhere running away from home
Appearence:5' 9" brown eyes, brown hair, messy hair, unibrow,dresses in jeans and a t-shirt with a flannel shirt over it. has a hat but doesn't always wear it. has sandals with covered toes. pale skin.
Occupation:writes, and sells it to people or companies.
Brief History:grew up in a small town, and left whenever he could. he couldn't stand living in 1 place for long. he wanted to see the world, and to find a real adventure, instead of living the boring life of everyone else, with no goals.


Name:seran nightfall
Age:40
Appearence:pointy ears, silvery purplish hair, 5'9", brown eyes, wears normal travel clothes and a chain tunic. leather boots. wields a curved sword and a dagger.
Alignment:very good! but uses evil methods at times to acclomplish his deeds.
Class:mostly warrior...kinda rogish though.
Weapon:sword and dagger style.
Brief History:a half elf who set off to find adventure and hunt treasure. he fights for the weak and innocent.

Name: Lottie (Charlotte) Roberts
Age: 18
Location: (hope the past is ok!) Victorian London, 1879
Appearence: Slight, medium height, dark brown hair, blue eyes, all in all very ordinary. Almost only ever seen in blue or navy
Occupation: Professional invalid
Brief History: Lottie is the youngest daughter of a well off London doctor, she was diagnosed with a sort of narcolepsy at age 10, and with hysteria at 16, she now spends much of her time in bed. She is shy and quiet, unused to much society apart from that of her parent's friends.


Name: Imogen Star
Age: 89
Appearence: Medium height, with orange-brown eyes and long chesnut brown hair that is normally coiled around her head in intricate plaits, especially on formal occasions. She's a half-elf, so her features are pointed, especially her eyes and ears, her sking is a sarthy tan, and she tends to wear gowns or tunic and trousers of olive greens and browns.
Alignment: Neutral
Class: Mage, though she is also pretty good with mellee weapons.
Weapon: short sword or dagger
Brief History: Imogen was lowborn, the result of a human man's passing fancy, something she was never allowed to forget by the other elven children, though she was not exactly unpopular. Early on in life she proved to be intelligent and have an aptitude for magic, and when she was 21 a passing human mage took her under his wing, training her.Since then she has mostly been a traveller, settling for two years or so, then moving on, with no fixed aim in life.