Character: Elizabeth Chains
Species: Avian-Human (Angel)
Appearance: Thin, tall, only wears black clothes usually a plain black dress. Long black hair down to her waist. Her face it elegant and fragile like a china doll but at the same time rough and scarred.
History: Underwent a tough childhood as she was taken into a lab and turned into a science project called AVE8. The end result as a black winged angel. When she turns seventeen she finally found an escape . Currently she is being hunted by the secret organization known an ECON labs.
Personality: Dark, Scarred, she suffers from Post traumatic stress. She can be violent at times but for the most part she is quiet. She is scared of close relationships in fear that they will turn on her.
Weakness: Iron sulfate, and anything that might trigger a flashback. Her wings are hypersensitive to water. She can be very stubborn at times which cost her alliances.
Abilities: Can fly, shoots blue fire from her hands using spells, her wings might also suffice as a weapon.
Frersta is an elite form of cyborgs created by a scientific outpost, these machines work like humans and are engineered to the highest quality. Some even live their lives believing they are human but are unable to reproduce giving them a few fatal weakness, there is only a certain amount of them left but all are trained as elite hunters, their programming dedicated to serving humans and protecting knowledge.
Standing at about 5’9 Xaviera is voted pretty by most of the male population and it’s true, large bambi eyes, long eyelashes, curly blonde hair and a delicate heart shaped face accent most features, which are all followed by a petite frame.
She is often wearing a pair of cut off pants and a plain white tee shirt with a denim jacket over the top, she always has a purse slung over her shoulder as well as a backwards turned cap. Her jewellery is pretty simple and is not meant for catching the eye, with a small pair of ball silver earrings and small neck choker she tried not to stand out, her makeup reflects her jewellery, simple and plain. With only a touch of blush and small amounts of mascara she does little to try enhance her natural features.
Created at the mere age of three Xaviera was trained to be the fastest, the strongest, the smartest all by the governing scientist that created her, with no time for socialisation she became an introvert focusing only on becoming the best, leaving behind the scraps of humanity she had been gifted with. The need to achieve often got her into trouble, training after hours, correcting the instructors and often pushing the other kids harder then she should be brought attention to her. She was a perfect specimen something they had worked long and hard at to get, they had pulled her out of her regular training schedules in the lab and made her work with real weapons, real prey, real fear, but she never gave in.
At 10 she started to turn into what she truly was, a machine. Obeying orders and doing work was the only part of her life that mattered and that had began to worry them, they had tried to put her in more social situations but she never had any response, she was an empty shell. Her hatred for mystical creatures grew and she only ever felt comfortable around the scientist in the lab, anything that entered would not per say last long when she was around. Even though she had long passed the training she continued to fight, mastering martial arts, weapon fighting and street fighting, being sent out on missions was a past time for her, but one day she was out slaying a pack of worgens that were camping around the human city Therastril the lab was attacked by swarms of halfing. These specific halfing were bred from the dark elves and the many beasts that roamed the area, paired with knowledge and the setup of an animal they were an almost unstoppable force, tearing apart the whole lab taking what little info they could salvage and destroying the rest so no other would find them. Returning back they were lost, authority was a key point in their life but with the scientist gone that had to figure it all out, after many days they had salvaged scraps of what they could returning to human city and gifting the knowledge to those deemed worthy in their eyes. Pain had filled Xavieras empty heart, leaving she wandered the wood searching for prey and only occasionally retreating back to the city, for personal matters.
Xaviera is not the friendliest person around, her defense to strangers is sarcasms and wits which often pushes people away. People of lower intelligence and lower standards AKA slobs are the worst for her, physical and mental hygiene are needed for socializing with her. She prefers to have conversations about history and mathematical studies with smart people and easily gets along with the more intelligent, but any other person is worthless to her. She is never interesting in anyone which is frustrating for anybody that gives her romantic advances or sexual actions.
Frersta unique likeness to humans offers them basically no difference to the lower species apart from specialized defaults created by the lab as a form of control. Her physical weaknesses is the inability to allow herself to rest, she keeps going until she faints or is forcibly taken away from the scene, which creates a massive problems in groups
She specializes in knife combat and owns a few weapons none with any immense power or magical spell bound to them, her most used item apart from blades are tiny vials of pain inducing dust that is easily thrown in eyes and can cause fatal scaring and even blinding.
Magdelegna is known to have no qualms of killing, although she has been known to show mercy on very rare occasions, she is independent and dominant by nature, but if it is the right person, she will submit, but not without a fight first. She is a and has little interest in finding a mate, for even though she is unable to have children due to a near death injury, where she was gutted with an iron blade, it is still ingrained in her to search for a mate, however, she is unaware of what she is searching for, and so she tries to fill the void in her heart with the constant adventures, and expeditions. She loves having a good time and simply drinking with friends or those she is currently in company with. She has very few good quality friends who are with substance, she is wary when it comes to the fact of her getting attached, she is afraid of marriage for her crew is her family, and she will tell everyone the same thing.
There is a side of her that not many see, it is the cannibalistic and ruthless side, she is a natural born killer. Many mistake her beauty for stupidity and they are ensnared by her beauty that they think she is simply a pretty face, many have learned curiosity will kill you, as it has killed so many when being curious with her. For she tends to eat them, literally. She is bloodthirsty when it comes right down to it, there are very few that are dominate enough to make her submit, but it is possible.
Strengths: Magdelegna has the skills and means to kill efficiently to get what she desires she moves with a feline grace that she is not aware of, almost as if she is stalking prey, even doing the most mundane of tasks .Magdelegna due to her animistic nature, as well as her instincts has it ingrained in her DNA to have the ability to hunt, she also has heightened senses, such as sight, smell, and hearing. She also has a spine that flexes and twists much more than a human's own. Her strength is also greater than a normal human, she can run faster, jump higher, and she also has night vision, for she is a nocturnal hunter. She is an exceptional navigator, she can always find her way, having an almost uncanny sense of direction. She also has a photographic memory, she can remember things with very acute details.
Weakness: Magdelegna is barren, it is unknow as to why, however she has had enough sex with men, to understand that she will never be with child. Also, iron is poisonous to her kind, if enough goes straight into the bloodstream, they die. Iron causes the flesh to rot when it come's within contact with the leopard's flesh, it is unknown as to why this metal causes such an extreme reaction, but some think it is because they carry fey blood, for fey are allergic to any types of metal, in truth, the iron simply affects them, and there is no real explanation as to why They don't carry the blood of the fey, it is just that iron is extremely deadly, and often fatal to their kind .Magdelegna should never have survived, however she did. Besides her physical flaws and weaknesses, she has a tendency to get angry very quickly, anything can set her off, and when her anger sparks it is hard to calm her down, often those around her need to physically restrain her and make her submit, for that is what she understands. She also has a tendency to be cocky, and sometimes arrogant, running her mouth often gets er in trouble, and she earns a smack across the mouth.
History: Magdelegna Thronas is a bastard child, her mother was a whore at the local brothel and her father was Despot from Ireland , she has both Italian and Irish blood within her, at least that is her appearance, but in truth, her father was the one who had the Thronas blood within his system, however he could not shift. She grew up around men, considering her mother's profession.
Magdelegna had grown rapidly, by the age of two, her body was that of a twelve year old human female, she learned at a rapid and almost alarming pace. Considering her rapid growth she needed to be kept from the general public, but her mother and two other women did all they could (when they weren't servicing a customer), to teach the young girl. They gave her many books, she didn't care what subject they were, she just consumed the information.
When she reached the age of four her mother was killed, for it had been a single night with the wrong company, she had received a blade in the abdomen. And the killer had been Captain Thatch, a man that had taken pity on the young girl, and instead of killing her, he took her to a Gypsy camp. Traveling through Europe, Magdelegna learned that she was not the only one as herself, in the Gypsy camp she met a young woman by the name of Sariel, who could shift, but she couldn't hold the shift for very long. Sariel was in her eighth year of life, young enough to have a few good years left in her, but no longer in her prime. Magdelegna learned all she could from the fellow feline, but their quiet life was soon torn to shreds when one night the caravan had set up camp along a river for the evening, only about five miles outside of the nearest town, when the caravan settled down, they were raided by bandits that had been following them for miles.
The caravan was not prepared for the attack, and many died that night, when Magdelegna watched a man kill Sariel she shifted, unable to contain her anger, she didn't think, she just tore into flesh and bone. However, that night was when she had lost the last shreds of her innocents as a child, and came to understand that the world was a harsh place.
Today she can be seen in the local taverns or brothels, both for their lovely atmosphere, as well as the hope of finding work, she longs to travel the sea and see the world, yet she still doesn't have enough coin for even that. Most of this is a facade, this woman is as free as the wind that washes through her hair, and as shrouded in shadows then the night itself. She hardly allows anyone in, ever....Will you be the one to get through her walls and see the woman beneath? Or will she just end up eating you like she does with most of the men and women that surround her.
History of The leopards:
Leopard shifters are few and far between, they are very rare, and it is even harder to find those that have the ability to shift. This is due to the fact that the blood has become so diluted over the generations, that each new generation of Leopard shifters, every one out of six has the ability to shift.
The females of the Leopard shifters left their men centuries ago in search of human men, the reason was the humans stayed with them and helped raise their children, unlike the Leopard males who impregnated the females and left them. Over the centuries the Leopard bloodline has been diluted due to the mixing of blood, yet those that are unable to shift often have physic abilities. It varies with each individual, for each individual has different amounts of Leopard blood within their bodies. Not much else is known of the Leopard race, they were a very secretive race, and stayed in the shadows. Surviving and dying without much notice.
There are stories however of great warriors who fought in wards beside humans, yet that was centuries ago. Leopard shifters are a thing of legends, they are often talked about around cooking fires, or late at night. And if an individual is luck, or unlucky enough, they may encounter such a being late at night, however the chance of such events taking place, are very slim.
Shifting: Shifting is the ability to shift from a human into a Leopard, this ability is very rare. It happens one in every ten individuals with Leopard shifter blood.
Hunger: Leopard shifters hunger for flesh constantly, it is part of their nature considering what they are, they can't help it.
Mate: Leopard shifters often mate for life, that is if they can find the being that completes their other half, it is simple really. However, they will mate with those that are not their mate, yet only during breeding season.
Magdelegna found herself watching her next victim, a man that she had been toying with for at least a week now, she found him extremely annoying, but when they were together, she acted meek and helpless, she had done this in order to draw him to her, for she was growing hungry, and her hunger needed to be sated, and so as he waited where she had said she was to meet him her heart began to beat faster and she licked her lips in anticipation.
She could already taste the blood and flesh on her tongue, she imagined sinking her teeth into his jugular, and then as her teeth pierced the almost delicate skin the hot life blood would slide onto her tongue and slowly down her throat, soon enough to rest in the pit of her stomach. She found herself purring at the thought, and her mouth salivating with anticipation. She took an unneeded deep breath to calm herself and stepped out of the shadows that were offered by the alley that she had told him to meet her in, she chose this place because not many would care if they heard a man screaming, and because it was secluded. The male then looked up, his deep chocolate brown eyes lighting up with lust, it was evident in his gaze and she repressed a shudder of disgust. While he was fair looking enough, he was the kind of man that made her skin crawl, but she wasn't going to allow him to touch her more than she needed him too. He was about six feet tall, and of Hispanic descent, he was averagely built, with dark hair tied with a leather cord at the base of his neck, he had a strong jaw, and was dressed in a set of brown roughly woven trousers, and a deep brown tunic made of the same material, on his feet were sandals that appeared to have been made out of river reeds, but Magdelegna wasn't sure.
She stepped forward and smiled, her full lips glistened as if she had licked them, but in truth, there was poison on them, and as she stepped up and pressed her lips to the male's own she felt his tongue sliding along the seam of her lips as if to beg for entrance. She didn't part her lips, instead she pulled away and began to trail kisses down the male's jaw to his pulse. She licked the skin right where his pulse beat the strongest, and as she did so, it began to beat faster, and this wasn't due to excitement, it was due to the poison taking effect.
Name: Ananria Fenwick
Appearance: Unless you actually speak to her, Ananria is incredibly easy to forget. She is five feet and five inches tall and she weighs 140 pounds. Her eyes are brown, and her hair, that goes down right to her shoulders, is a light tawny brown. She is not visibly strong, and her body type is an average one.
History: Ananria was born to a professor at a highly respected university and a marine biologist. From day one, her parents pushed her to develop her intelligence and her knowledge, hoping that she would one day follow in their footsteps and go into the sciences as well, a hope that she would be all too happy to fulfill.
From her first day of school, Ananria was always a bit of an outcast. During recess she would sit at the bottom of the smallest slide reading a book while all the other children went and played on the rest of the playground equipment. In class, she would always answer questions correctly, and almost always know the answer, causing her classmates to become rather jealous of her, not that she minded, at least at first, seeing as she hardly ever interacted with them anyways.
However, as she moved through the grades, it started to sting every time they chose their own partners in class and she was the only one not picked and every day at lunch where she sat all alone. She buried herself even further in her books and her schoolwork, trying to avoid interacting with others as much as possible. Her parents never seemed to notice how quiet she had become, and when they did, they expressed their pride in her for being so eager to learn new things.
It wasn't until her freshman year of high school, however, that it became full blown bullying. She was called horrible things, and the more she tried to stop it from happening, the worse it became. So she delved even further into her books, spending her lunch periods helping out her teachers to avoid having to interact with the other students. The bullying continued all through high school, until finally she was free of every having to see any one of her abusers ever again.
Once she was in college, she was the happiest that she had ever been in her life. Majoring in Biology, she finally found people with the same passion as her, for once she finally felt like she belonged. However, all those years of being an outcast left a mark on her, and she was careful not to let anyone get to close to her, for fear of them seeing who she really was.
Now that she is a scientist, working primarily in genetics, she is all alone, and rather than trying to change it, she surrounds herself in her work, and in material possessions, being willing to do nearly anything for the money to buy more of them.
Personality: She has air of intelligence around her, and a tendency to use as many big words as possible to prove the point even further. She prides herself on her knowledge, and makes a point to mention it whenever possible. Around other people, she exhibits a mask of confidence and does her best to seem like she isn't afraid of anything. When she's all alone, however, it's a different tale. She's incredibly insecure, constantly worrying that she isn't smart enough, and silently wishing to finally find someone to be her friend, and to fight away her loneliness.
Weaknesses: Anything involving physical exertion. For all her intellect, she is incredibly out of shape, and if she were to be attacked in a combat situation, she'd be absolutely powerless. She couldn't run away if she needed to either. Additionally, even mentioning one of her emotional pressure points can distract her. She'll most likely say something mean in an attempt to hide the fact that it hurt her, but she won't notice anything happening in the world around her. Additionally, she has horrible asthma, meaning that even someone smoking a cigarette around her could trigger an attack.
Weapons: Besides her understanding of physics, and a lot of really heavy books, she's basically useless in a fight, being more of a strategist than a combatant.
Requested Class: Non_Fighters
If a mod could please look this over, it would be much appreciated!