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There are two different species in this world. The first are the Aerics. They are the normal ones. Normal hair colors, normal eye color, normal eveything. Then there are the Myrthans. They all have white hair and gold eyes. And even better, they can see one minuate into the future. These two species are at war and have been for many years, but unknown to anyone, 16 years ago there was a child born half Aeric and half Myrthan. When she was born the Myrthan country found out and set a gaurd to kill her and parents. He killed her parents but didn't have the heart to kill a newborn. He took her to Aeric and put her on a doorstep. The only problum was that she had one hazel eye and one gold and can see as far into the future as she wants but it happens at random times and see can't control it. The family still took her in and she always had her hair covering her gold eye so no one would know who she was for she was known everywere, in Aeric and Myrtha as the only half breed ever born, but eveyone thought she was dead. Now she has spent her whole life in Aeric and wants to see what life is life as a Myrthan, but her hair isn't white it's blond so she knows that she will have to sneak in and hide to see what it is like, because she is an outsider.


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Name: Ika (pronounced eye-ca)
Age: 16
Race: Half Breed, both Aeric and Myrthan
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Bio: Everything that is above
Appearence: has one gold eye

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Name: Mark
Age: 18
Race: Myrthan
Crush: soon to be know
Bio: never had any parents and wondered the streets, becomeing a great street fighter and thief, and always happy to help a "lady".
Appearence: has a scar over my left golden eye, and claw like finger nails, and a set of white fangs

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Name: Threi Encei

Age: 20

Race: Myrthan

Crush: N/A

Bio: Unlike the majority of his race, Threi was unconcerned about the genocide they saught after. For the most part, in his eyes, there was one only being in this world and that undoubtedly himself. Never had he cared for another; the lack of family and friends kept his heart an extreme below freezing temperature. It wasn't that he wasn't capable of caring and the like, it was the fact that there was no one else to trust. Threi held two professions; renown thief and escape artist. It held the thrill of risking his life and the many wealthy benefits. If their had to be a person close to him in his life, it would be the Fencer who kept Threi closely informed as to the where abouts of priceless artifacts or other must needed information to fill his pockets. However, Threi has still yet to learn said Fencer's name, how sad.

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Other: Threi's personality was complicated, even for himself. He went in many directions, mostly any that would be most beneficial in the long or short run in life. Threi is normally adorned in black, buckled outfits which covered the entirety of his slim figure. It was even more rare that the hood, obscuring any distinguishing marks as to his identity. Aside from being a thief, Threi often took in many odd jobs; scouting, spying and many other works for both races. Neither cared of his own race or that he refused to take a side in the war; as long as the mission was successful. And Threi didn't care, as long as he was paid.

(( Now that that's done.. how many other people are you looking for? And is there any more of the plot than just going to see this Mythran land? Juuuust curious. ))

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