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Galen · 07-31-2002, 09:48 PM

Name: Lawman Reynheart
Race: Kron'os
Birthplace: Temple of Red Peaks
Age: 42
Height: 6' 4''
Weight: 216 lbs.
Longhorn: Byumakuleym (Peak)
Mihr’ahj: Kyull'ukuliosmaoz'r (Slayer)
Baselard: Kalqu'evzagainmaoz'r (Cutter)

Weapons: Lawman's customized Longhorn, Peak, is slimmer than the basic Longhorn crossbow. It is of a dark redwood, worked with lions, and with a mythril bow and handle. They are also worked with lions. Its string is made of a strange metal, flexible enough to stretch like a bowstring, but much more durable, and uneffected if left strung in the rain. There are two quivers of bolts for Peak; the first is full of magical silver bolts, blessed by the shamans of his people so they can burn through most undead, and pierce some armors. The second is full of bolts that are of his own desgin. They are made from the Bloodsteel from his homeland of Thartkh'is, the Lion Peaks, the arrow head made of a special glass. The heads are shaped to look like lions' heads, filled with a concotion of explosive chemicals that burn thourgh most hides and armor. Peak is made to be handled with either one or two hands, though most Longhorns can only be used with two. It is incredibly light, and coated with a high-grade laquer so as not to break under travel-wear or battle-wear. It has a small canister under it to hold up to four bolts, with the capacity to reload four times with great ease. The slit of the Longhorn is quite slender snd precise, taking on exactly the shape of the bolt, which snaps in place as soon as it slides into it. This makes manual reloads much easier.

His Mihr’ahj blade, Slayer, does not look at all like the usual mirages, though it has mostly the same characteristics. The blade is made of Bloodsteel, the tip of the blade resembling an arrowhead. It is double-edged, the edges a silvery-grey in contrast to the blood-red of both sides of the blade. A long slim incision in the blade trails from the hilt to the itp of the blade. Like other Mirages, a twist of the pommel and hilt unlocks the multiple sections of the blade, releasing the inner chain, transforming Slayer into a bladed whip. Though with an exception, the arrowhead tip has a chain extension, which can send it farther than then the other sections. The guard of the sword is horned, resembling the forepaws of lions, the middleguard a roaring lion's head. The hilt is leather-strapped, the pommel, another roaring lion's head. With a command word, the blade can detach itself and the sections will scramble towards their target in a series of ever-changing attack formations. Another command word will set the blade aflame, assembled or dissembled.

Lawman's Baselard, Cutter, is a straight-bladed weapon, the form of a large fang, though it is also made of Bloodsteel. It has a light crook at the tip to tear open a wound on an opponent, or to puncture armor. Its handle is black with twisted leather wrapped around it, balanced to throw. When thrown, Cutter spins at a high velocity, emitting a high-pitched whistle, and usually returns to Lawman after being thrown.

Lawman dons a bloodsteel breastplate under his Roe fur Poncho. The breastplate is slender and thin, made so it would take the shape of Lawman's torso. He wears a pair of leather belts on his breastplate, one across his waist, the other from shoulder to waist, connecting to the first. His Cutter is sheathed on his back, handle up so he can grasp the handle from behind him more easilly. His Slayer is sheathed behind him, horizontally so he can grasp that handle with more ease also. He wears a curved brown, wide-brimmed hat, resembling that of olden day humans called 'cowboys'. He holsters his Longhorn on his back, though over his poncho, in its own case, made so it can slip out with just a pull. Both quivers of bolts are on the waist belt. Lawman wears baggy silk breeches, preferably dark reddish brown, though with straps of dark red leather below and above the knees. Lawman wears thick-soled black, silver-toed boots, the tops of them turned down, the boot tips resembling like roaring lions. Fingerless black leather gloves are on each of his hands, both with the Crimson Lion insignia on the back the hand. The insignias are on metal plates that take the space of the backs of the gloves’ hands. Small stell discs cap each of his knuckles.

As all Kron'os men are, Lawman has deep red hair, long and thick, but unlike most other Kron'os men, he ties it bag in a long pony tail. His eyes are bright green, and his skin is slightly tan from all the riding in the desert, even with his hat and poncho. Like all Kron'os, he has a lion's tail, but unlike others, he has his wrapped around his wist like abelt. On his back is the scar that an adult lion dealt him as a boy when he was out hunting; it never fully healed, leaving him with the memory of that large beast. Since then he's revered the lions as a greater species than most animals. His face seems rugged, though it has been that way since he was old enough to hunt alone.

Quiet, with an intelligence rarely shown to others, Lawman is a man of few words, who would rather find prey to hunt for bounty rather than socialize with others, even those of his own kind.

Abilities: Lawman can transform into a unique Lycanthrope form; his ability to transform into a were lion. His clothes are magical, and therefore dissapear during his transformation, except for his gloves, pants, and scarf, which gfrow to fit his size, an 8 foot tall well-built were-lion.

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Name: Eludrian Feyrbane
Race: Alamus
Birthplace: Shrine of Elunitaria
Age: 16
Height: 5’2”
Weight: 147 lbs.
Osric Dua: Ryuten-Kirufurya
Moondance: Star Dust

Weapons: Eludrian’s unique Osric Dua, Ryuten-Kirufurya, is a large sword that is able to split into two more slender weapons. When as one, they are a 4 foot long, 1 foot wide, and 3 inch thick blade, 1 and a quarter wide at the hilt for three inches and shrinking to one foot wide until four inches before the tip where it rounds out to become a sharp ended blade-tip. The hilt resembles a pair of angels, a man and a woman holding each other in their arms, their wings spread out to become the hilt-guard. They are made of pure silver, the woman’s wings of ivory and the man’s of onyx. The blade has angel’s feathers etched in the center of the blade, going up all the way to the tip. The sword is the size of a greatsword, but can split into two swords; resembling two rapiers. They split right in the middle from the blade, but the two angels that make the hilt actually change shape; one who looks at the hilt when the sword splits can see the two angels leave each other’s arms, the woman holding herself in her arms, ivory wings spread to make the hilt-guard, while the man has his arms crossed, onyx wings spread as well. The male angel’s side of the sword has white angel feathers on the flat of the blade, while the female half of the sword has black. The blade is made of diamond-etched platinum, patterned as spider webs all across the edges. The sheath is large, and made also of silver; it is shaped like an angles wings folding around it. A thin Mythril chain keeps it on Eludrian, and is, of course, unbreakable.

Eludrian’s Moondance, Star Dust, is a type of nightstick, though a blade, with a handle to the side instead of on one end. The blade is made of crystal, etched with runes that shine when illuminated by starlight. The edges of the blade are of a bluish color, while the center is of a clear crystal. The end of the blade curves perfectly, to resemble a crescent moon. It is two feet in length, and half a foot in width, as well as a third of a foot in thickness. The handle is about three quarters of a foot long, made of silver. The metal is twisted to form a god grip on the handle.

Eludrian wears nothing more on his upper body other than a torn cloak, burnt and ripped at the edges, and the dirtied bandages on his torso, the cloak hiding his wings. His breeches are of a deep blue shade, with a black sash wrapped around his waist. He wears silver-shod white boots, bent down at the tops.

A usually quiet boy, he does not have a very good grasp on reality as of yet. He is timid, but seems to try his best to uphold to justice, even if it only gets him in more trouble.

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Name: Rath Eodorus Loiren
Race: Aetherean
Birthplace: Elunitaria
Age: 35 500 human years
Height: 9’2”
Weight: 318 lbs.
First Magnus: Istolil (Endless Disease)
Second Magnus: Zilvafein (Forgotten Bane)
Grand Halberd: Ulviravae (Golden Executioner)

Weapons: Istolil was created by the Imaskari, a race of the Underdark, whom captured all matter of different creatures – from humans to goblins, to drow elves, to giants, -- and subjugated them to a life of endless torture. Their goal to create one of the most powerful magical weapons was realized, when they had given form to Istolil.
The hilt of Istolil is one foot in length, crafted of Adamantine, with a diamond dragon twisting around it. The pommel is a perfectly cut onyx stone, clasped into a four-fingered skeletal hand crafted from Adamantine. The cross guard depicts a demon’s spread wings rising upwards, made from Obsidian. The blade is a foot and a half in width, as well as a fifth of a foot in thickness and four and a half feet in length. It is comprised of quartz imbued with Shadow magic, forbidden even in the Underdark. Throughout the blade veins of a dark substance seem to pulsate endlessly, a mark of the magic’s power, granting the blade indestructibility. A slender slab of Mythril is embedded in the center of the blade, with the runes that grant the sword its other powers.
Istolil is a sentient weapon, capable of thought, among other things. Istolil is telepathic, communicating with its master through the power of its telekinetic powers. With its telekinetic powers comes the ability to move itself, making it quite a dangerous weapon. Istolil cannot, and will not, be touched by any other than its current owner; if any attempt to wield it, or merely touch it, their existence will be torn from reality.

Zilvafein was crafted by the Ehr’Thul, in honor of Rath’s return to them. The Ehr'Thul are an elitist and empyreal race, their ways fraught with the mind set that they are the superior race, and thus are to be the only ones to remain in the High Realms.
The head of the Avatar of Woe, Rath’s first victim, was used to make its cross guard. The skull’s maw opens to hold the blade within, the large spine made erect to serve as the hilt. The skull and spine were dipped in boiling Blood Steel, giving the hilt and cross guard a deep bloody red sheen. The blade is of the exact length, width, and thickness as Istolil’s blade. It is wrought of a combination of Blood steel and obsidian, creating a dark-reddish blade, marbled with black obsidian. The black obsidian veins converge to form an eye at the tip of the blade; for it seems that the soul of the Avatar was as of yet still within the bones.
It is of telekinetic nature, its hungering for violence and carnage kept alive by the sword. Along with abilities similar to Istolil, Zilvafein’s hunger for combat is so strong that it will search out the target, never missing its target. When getting a kill, the veins enlarge, and the eye opens.

Ulviravae was created to be a perfect weapon, forged by the same ancient race who were reputed to have forged the Eternal Armor that the Eternal Emperor is said to wear as proof of his position.
Made to be wielded as a Halberd, Ulviravae is a warrior upon itself; it is a sentient weapon, capable of complicated strategies and the ability to play with someone’s mind at its own leisure. The shaft is three meters of height, made of some unknown metal that shines a dark, dull golden color. Its markings twist all around it, possibly in their native tongue. The head is a large piece of brighter metal of golden sheen, shaped to form a twisted, jagged blade closed around the axe-head. The back of the axe-head is a scythe’s blade, two feet and a half in length. Its edge is serrated, and grows black before it strikes. The poison forged into the blade is constant, now part of the weapon. The axe-blade is a third of a foot thick, with a foot-and-a-half long arced blade. The blade seems to have an edge within the edge, cutting through most anything within its path as if two blades were striking simultaneously at the exact precise location.
Due to the weapon’s powers, it can warn its master of any oncoming threats, and deflects the attacks of immediate ones.

Rath, the True God of Death, seems to darken any area he seems to be currently in, all natural light eaten by his mere presence. His armor seems like the hardened flesh, bone, and cartilage of a demon. It was made from the Avatar of Woe, the preceding God of Death’s right hand. The chest piece depicts an open maw, fangs protruding sharply from the upper and lower jaws. His legs and arms are intricately made jags of bone, resembling ebon blades from a garish nightmare. Boots upon his feet are jagged with dual toe spikes, the tops sticking up in a sharp crest.
A brackish, thick golden chain is wrapped around his waist, a long, blood red cloth flowing down from the front of his waist before his groin, going down to his ankles. Two small clawed hands, one on each of his shoulders, hold his cape. It is of a blood red color, drenching anything it touches in blood.

Rath’s skin is slightly pale, his eyes completely black. In the darkness that often engulfs him, his eyes glow a fiery red, the energy of his gaze breaking off and filtering through the air. Rath’s features appear delicate, though his eyes remain hard. In his sadism they often will take upon themselves a gleam that could be mistaken as ecstasy. Short, raven black hair falls sharply down, ending at his neck.

Rath has a somewhat calm demeanor, but beneath it lies unbridle sadism. He is of an incredible intelligence, second-guessing all of whom he encounters. His methods are often cruel and ironic, suiting to his own designs. Rath has a fascination with anatomy, somewhat being suited to the art of creating life; how ironic that the god of death would attempt at creating life.

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Ooc: These are only two of my characters, I will have the others created some time when I am not busy.

Also, let it be known that the weapons, races, and places that are written in this are of my making. They're not from a book or a game.

[ July 29, 2005, 11:20 PM: Message edited by: Galen ]

07-31-2002, 09:48 PM	#11
Galen Member Join Date: Mar 2001 Location: I'd rather appreciate if nobody knew that right now. <.< Gender: Posts: 1,795 Thanks: 1 Thanked 0 Times in 0 Posts	Name: Lawman Reynheart Race: Kron'os Birthplace: Temple of Red Peaks Age: 42 Height: 6' 4'' Weight: 216 lbs. Longhorn: Byumakuleym (Peak) Mihr’ahj: Kyull'ukuliosmaoz'r (Slayer) Baselard: Kalqu'evzagainmaoz'r (Cutter) Weapons: Lawman's customized Longhorn, Peak, is slimmer than the basic Longhorn crossbow. It is of a dark redwood, worked with lions, and with a mythril bow and handle. They are also worked with lions. Its string is made of a strange metal, flexible enough to stretch like a bowstring, but much more durable, and uneffected if left strung in the rain. There are two quivers of bolts for Peak; the first is full of magical silver bolts, blessed by the shamans of his people so they can burn through most undead, and pierce some armors. The second is full of bolts that are of his own desgin. They are made from the Bloodsteel from his homeland of Thartkh'is, the Lion Peaks, the arrow head made of a special glass. The heads are shaped to look like lions' heads, filled with a concotion of explosive chemicals that burn thourgh most hides and armor. Peak is made to be handled with either one or two hands, though most Longhorns can only be used with two. It is incredibly light, and coated with a high-grade laquer so as not to break under travel-wear or battle-wear. It has a small canister under it to hold up to four bolts, with the capacity to reload four times with great ease. The slit of the Longhorn is quite slender snd precise, taking on exactly the shape of the bolt, which snaps in place as soon as it slides into it. This makes manual reloads much easier. His Mihr’ahj blade, Slayer, does not look at all like the usual mirages, though it has mostly the same characteristics. The blade is made of Bloodsteel, the tip of the blade resembling an arrowhead. It is double-edged, the edges a silvery-grey in contrast to the blood-red of both sides of the blade. A long slim incision in the blade trails from the hilt to the itp of the blade. Like other Mirages, a twist of the pommel and hilt unlocks the multiple sections of the blade, releasing the inner chain, transforming Slayer into a bladed whip. Though with an exception, the arrowhead tip has a chain extension, which can send it farther than then the other sections. The guard of the sword is horned, resembling the forepaws of lions, the middleguard a roaring lion's head. The hilt is leather-strapped, the pommel, another roaring lion's head. With a command word, the blade can detach itself and the sections will scramble towards their target in a series of ever-changing attack formations. Another command word will set the blade aflame, assembled or dissembled. Lawman's Baselard, Cutter, is a straight-bladed weapon, the form of a large fang, though it is also made of Bloodsteel. It has a light crook at the tip to tear open a wound on an opponent, or to puncture armor. Its handle is black with twisted leather wrapped around it, balanced to throw. When thrown, Cutter spins at a high velocity, emitting a high-pitched whistle, and usually returns to Lawman after being thrown. Lawman dons a bloodsteel breastplate under his Roe fur Poncho. The breastplate is slender and thin, made so it would take the shape of Lawman's torso. He wears a pair of leather belts on his breastplate, one across his waist, the other from shoulder to waist, connecting to the first. His Cutter is sheathed on his back, handle up so he can grasp the handle from behind him more easilly. His Slayer is sheathed behind him, horizontally so he can grasp that handle with more ease also. He wears a curved brown, wide-brimmed hat, resembling that of olden day humans called 'cowboys'. He holsters his Longhorn on his back, though over his poncho, in its own case, made so it can slip out with just a pull. Both quivers of bolts are on the waist belt. Lawman wears baggy silk breeches, preferably dark reddish brown, though with straps of dark red leather below and above the knees. Lawman wears thick-soled black, silver-toed boots, the tops of them turned down, the boot tips resembling like roaring lions. Fingerless black leather gloves are on each of his hands, both with the Crimson Lion insignia on the back the hand. The insignias are on metal plates that take the space of the backs of the gloves’ hands. Small stell discs cap each of his knuckles. As all Kron'os men are, Lawman has deep red hair, long and thick, but unlike most other Kron'os men, he ties it bag in a long pony tail. His eyes are bright green, and his skin is slightly tan from all the riding in the desert, even with his hat and poncho. Like all Kron'os, he has a lion's tail, but unlike others, he has his wrapped around his wist like abelt. On his back is the scar that an adult lion dealt him as a boy when he was out hunting; it never fully healed, leaving him with the memory of that large beast. Since then he's revered the lions as a greater species than most animals. His face seems rugged, though it has been that way since he was old enough to hunt alone. Quiet, with an intelligence rarely shown to others, Lawman is a man of few words, who would rather find prey to hunt for bounty rather than socialize with others, even those of his own kind. Abilities: Lawman can transform into a unique Lycanthrope form; his ability to transform into a were lion. His clothes are magical, and therefore dissapear during his transformation, except for his gloves, pants, and scarf, which gfrow to fit his size, an 8 foot tall well-built were-lion. ------ Name: Eludrian Feyrbane Race: Alamus Birthplace: Shrine of Elunitaria Age: 16 Height: 5’2” Weight: 147 lbs. Osric Dua: Ryuten-Kirufurya Moondance: Star Dust Weapons: Eludrian’s unique Osric Dua, Ryuten-Kirufurya, is a large sword that is able to split into two more slender weapons. When as one, they are a 4 foot long, 1 foot wide, and 3 inch thick blade, 1 and a quarter wide at the hilt for three inches and shrinking to one foot wide until four inches before the tip where it rounds out to become a sharp ended blade-tip. The hilt resembles a pair of angels, a man and a woman holding each other in their arms, their wings spread out to become the hilt-guard. They are made of pure silver, the woman’s wings of ivory and the man’s of onyx. The blade has angel’s feathers etched in the center of the blade, going up all the way to the tip. The sword is the size of a greatsword, but can split into two swords; resembling two rapiers. They split right in the middle from the blade, but the two angels that make the hilt actually change shape; one who looks at the hilt when the sword splits can see the two angels leave each other’s arms, the woman holding herself in her arms, ivory wings spread to make the hilt-guard, while the man has his arms crossed, onyx wings spread as well. The male angel’s side of the sword has white angel feathers on the flat of the blade, while the female half of the sword has black. The blade is made of diamond-etched platinum, patterned as spider webs all across the edges. The sheath is large, and made also of silver; it is shaped like an angles wings folding around it. A thin Mythril chain keeps it on Eludrian, and is, of course, unbreakable. Eludrian’s Moondance, Star Dust, is a type of nightstick, though a blade, with a handle to the side instead of on one end. The blade is made of crystal, etched with runes that shine when illuminated by starlight. The edges of the blade are of a bluish color, while the center is of a clear crystal. The end of the blade curves perfectly, to resemble a crescent moon. It is two feet in length, and half a foot in width, as well as a third of a foot in thickness. The handle is about three quarters of a foot long, made of silver. The metal is twisted to form a god grip on the handle. Eludrian wears nothing more on his upper body other than a torn cloak, burnt and ripped at the edges, and the dirtied bandages on his torso, the cloak hiding his wings. His breeches are of a deep blue shade, with a black sash wrapped around his waist. He wears silver-shod white boots, bent down at the tops. A usually quiet boy, he does not have a very good grasp on reality as of yet. He is timid, but seems to try his best to uphold to justice, even if it only gets him in more trouble. ------ Name: Rath Eodorus Loiren Race: Aetherean Birthplace: Elunitaria Age: 35 500 human years Height: 9’2” Weight: 318 lbs. First Magnus: Istolil (Endless Disease) Second Magnus: Zilvafein (Forgotten Bane) Grand Halberd: Ulviravae (Golden Executioner) Weapons: Istolil was created by the Imaskari, a race of the Underdark, whom captured all matter of different creatures – from humans to goblins, to drow elves, to giants, -- and subjugated them to a life of endless torture. Their goal to create one of the most powerful magical weapons was realized, when they had given form to Istolil. The hilt of Istolil is one foot in length, crafted of Adamantine, with a diamond dragon twisting around it. The pommel is a perfectly cut onyx stone, clasped into a four-fingered skeletal hand crafted from Adamantine. The cross guard depicts a demon’s spread wings rising upwards, made from Obsidian. The blade is a foot and a half in width, as well as a fifth of a foot in thickness and four and a half feet in length. It is comprised of quartz imbued with Shadow magic, forbidden even in the Underdark. Throughout the blade veins of a dark substance seem to pulsate endlessly, a mark of the magic’s power, granting the blade indestructibility. A slender slab of Mythril is embedded in the center of the blade, with the runes that grant the sword its other powers. Istolil is a sentient weapon, capable of thought, among other things. Istolil is telepathic, communicating with its master through the power of its telekinetic powers. With its telekinetic powers comes the ability to move itself, making it quite a dangerous weapon. Istolil cannot, and will not, be touched by any other than its current owner; if any attempt to wield it, or merely touch it, their existence will be torn from reality. Zilvafein was crafted by the Ehr’Thul, in honor of Rath’s return to them. The Ehr'Thul are an elitist and empyreal race, their ways fraught with the mind set that they are the superior race, and thus are to be the only ones to remain in the High Realms. The head of the Avatar of Woe, Rath’s first victim, was used to make its cross guard. The skull’s maw opens to hold the blade within, the large spine made erect to serve as the hilt. The skull and spine were dipped in boiling Blood Steel, giving the hilt and cross guard a deep bloody red sheen. The blade is of the exact length, width, and thickness as Istolil’s blade. It is wrought of a combination of Blood steel and obsidian, creating a dark-reddish blade, marbled with black obsidian. The black obsidian veins converge to form an eye at the tip of the blade; for it seems that the soul of the Avatar was as of yet still within the bones. It is of telekinetic nature, its hungering for violence and carnage kept alive by the sword. Along with abilities similar to Istolil, Zilvafein’s hunger for combat is so strong that it will search out the target, never missing its target. When getting a kill, the veins enlarge, and the eye opens. Ulviravae was created to be a perfect weapon, forged by the same ancient race who were reputed to have forged the Eternal Armor that the Eternal Emperor is said to wear as proof of his position. Made to be wielded as a Halberd, Ulviravae is a warrior upon itself; it is a sentient weapon, capable of complicated strategies and the ability to play with someone’s mind at its own leisure. The shaft is three meters of height, made of some unknown metal that shines a dark, dull golden color. Its markings twist all around it, possibly in their native tongue. The head is a large piece of brighter metal of golden sheen, shaped to form a twisted, jagged blade closed around the axe-head. The back of the axe-head is a scythe’s blade, two feet and a half in length. Its edge is serrated, and grows black before it strikes. The poison forged into the blade is constant, now part of the weapon. The axe-blade is a third of a foot thick, with a foot-and-a-half long arced blade. The blade seems to have an edge within the edge, cutting through most anything within its path as if two blades were striking simultaneously at the exact precise location. Due to the weapon’s powers, it can warn its master of any oncoming threats, and deflects the attacks of immediate ones. Rath, the True God of Death, seems to darken any area he seems to be currently in, all natural light eaten by his mere presence. His armor seems like the hardened flesh, bone, and cartilage of a demon. It was made from the Avatar of Woe, the preceding God of Death’s right hand. The chest piece depicts an open maw, fangs protruding sharply from the upper and lower jaws. His legs and arms are intricately made jags of bone, resembling ebon blades from a garish nightmare. Boots upon his feet are jagged with dual toe spikes, the tops sticking up in a sharp crest. A brackish, thick golden chain is wrapped around his waist, a long, blood red cloth flowing down from the front of his waist before his groin, going down to his ankles. Two small clawed hands, one on each of his shoulders, hold his cape. It is of a blood red color, drenching anything it touches in blood. Rath’s skin is slightly pale, his eyes completely black. In the darkness that often engulfs him, his eyes glow a fiery red, the energy of his gaze breaking off and filtering through the air. Rath’s features appear delicate, though his eyes remain hard. In his sadism they often will take upon themselves a gleam that could be mistaken as ecstasy. Short, raven black hair falls sharply down, ending at his neck. Rath has a somewhat calm demeanor, but beneath it lies unbridle sadism. He is of an incredible intelligence, second-guessing all of whom he encounters. His methods are often cruel and ironic, suiting to his own designs. Rath has a fascination with anatomy, somewhat being suited to the art of creating life; how ironic that the god of death would attempt at creating life. ------ Ooc: These are only two of my characters, I will have the others created some time when I am not busy. Also, let it be known that the weapons, races, and places that are written in this are of my making. They're not from a book or a game. [ July 29, 2005, 11:20 PM: Message edited by: Galen ]