Rules~ No godmoding. No making your character tooooo powerful. have fun with the fighting. respect people >=0

Environment~ The land is different in many areas, mainly flat land with few hills of different sizes. Huge area, Fits thousands of warriors (As stated above). The weather is brutal. Massive thunderstorms with heavy rain. The sun and the moon both show.Giving the sky a bright yet dark red-orangish tint.

Characters/Power/Abilities/Race~ whatever pops into your mind. make it reasonable. no more than 2 or 3 powers/abilities.

Name~ Azuriel
Age~ 20
Gender~male
~Apperance
Azuriel is 6'5" with a slim but athletic build. His skin is normal to the eye, but a magnified observation reaveals a strange pattern of light and dark shades of blue. This pattern gives His body a slight soothing glow, but nothing to noticable. Azuriels' hair is extremely light blonde with small strands of blue and of shoulder length to which he keeps up most of the time, letting small sections fall as they please. His eyes are turquois blue when he is calm, being angered or when hes protecting someone, his eyes slowly grow transparent.

~Abilities
Azuriel can control the element of water. The element radiates from his body, hence the patterns in his skin. Being able to control the element that is life giving, Azuriel has a special connection with the life around him. Namely the animal spirits. Having a piece of an animals or beasts spirit, can give him special attributes. This ability is the reason Azuriel wears animal pelts, and uses animal blessed armor giving him slight resistances at times. When an animal spirit is being used, that piece of armor or pelt will start to glow. Only one spirit can be used at a time. Certain emotions will triger more. He doesnt know much about either of his abilities at first. Certain lesson, encounters and travels will reaveal to him new abilities and spirits. Allowing him to master his skills.

~Weapons
Azuriel has taken an extreme liking to being a dual wielder. His most preffered weapons are his trusted katanas. Made by a majestic weapons specialist he met through Blizz, these katanas are bound together by a long chain which is attached to each handle. On his back Azuriel carries a sword that he never uses. He doesn't know the limits the sword possesses. He was told it would serve no purpose until the right moment. strapped to the sides of each leg is a tonfa made from ancinet white tiger bone. When the right amount of pressure is applied, spikes come out of the end allowing for stabbing action. He only resorts to these when he is parted from his katanas. Azuriel also wears specially made gloves with very small spikes at the knuckles.

~Personality
Being physically and mentally abused as a child, Azuriel tends to keep his emotions to himself. He projects a calm nature, making others think he is a collected individual. Azuriel is always the one trying to make the enviroment a happy place for everyone, as he hates hostility. The only time He resorts to fighting is if he is protecting someone, giving him a sense of worth. Azuriel snaps at any sign of abuse to an innocent person who cant protect themselves. These events remind him of his childhood, building anger inside of him. Not until he is comfortable with the people he is around, does Azuriel let go of all hate and relax to no end.

((If we can get atleast four characters here, I will start the RPing. Just make your characters for now.))

Name: Neya

Age: 20

Race: half-pixie

Gender:Female

Description: Her hair is blackish blue colour like ink,her eyes are lilac.At fist glance she has rather normal if slightly vampiric pale skin but looking more closely reveals she has a very slight,almost unnoticable blue/green tint to it.She's around 5"4 and wears alot of black and permantly has a pair of sai's strapped to either thigh.

Personality:She's cold,vindictive,distant,sarcastic,cynical and obsessed with revenge on the outside and most people don't bother to dig deeper than that but if they did they'd find she's really just a scared,sad,hurt little girl who wants someone to love her.

Powers: She can control shadows and has amazing agility.

Biography: She had a hard childhood and her father was very hateful,though he taught her and her brother to fight.He killed the rest of her family when she was five but she managed to escape.She ran away to a different town and trained herself to the limit to get better.When war broke out she was on the battlefeild but among the bodies she steps over and every person she fights there's only one person she wants to see bleeding at her feet and that is her father.

*Walking through the mountains, Azuriel tunes into his surroundings. In the distance just over the hill, clashings of swords and the voices or thousands can be heard. He rushes to the top as the rain falls with purpose. Making his way to the point, Azuriel looks down into a vast field, watching as fighters unleash unbelievable power. Ele's ward off their enemies with flows of the earths elements. Shapeshifters are constantly changing form adapting to their enemies style. Behemoths rampage through the humanoids, effortlessly launching them into the air. Dark Elves leaving behind black streaks trailing their bodies. Warriors of all sorts are dropping like flies. Every individual seems to be against everyone.*
This is madness. Half of these people have no clue what they are fighting for. *Azuriel looks to the ground closing his eyes, remembering his reasons. Sadness strikes at the heart as memories of his past flash before him. Taking a deep breathe, Azuriel looks to the sky letting the rain hit his face. He rests both hands onto his katanas ready to draw them. He slowly decends the hill heading into the heat of the war.*
It's now or never. *Set on one goal, Azuriel scopes the field looking for his only concern. In the distance, A Dark Elf can be seen putting his enemies to shame.*
Razega! * Azuriel draws his weapons, set on getting through every person in his way.*
Don't die on me now.

Neya smirked at the welcome rain begining to fall,she was hot,dusty and caked with dry and fresh blood. She spun and slit the throat of the man who had been about to strike her in the head with an axe and wrapped a shadow around his friend coming to help him and slowly crushed him as she slashed with her other hand. This men didn't have a reson to attack her personally other than the fact she was in the battle. She let the broken body fall to the floor next to his comrade and continued dodging swords and sometimes having to slash some throats as she darted through the carnage at amazing speed,looking for the person she most wanted to see die.

Name: max kane .

Age:20
Race:human .

Gender:male.

Description:

in his armor:

without it :


Personality:very kind and nice very smart 2 likes to wage war through strategy and simple tactics .

Powers:

midium sized fire ball

the eye : makes him see things clearly in the dark .

shadow scale: makes him temporirly invisable to the naked eye . 5 minutes max can not be used in combat .

very strong body and very skillful with hand to hand combat along with swords as will .

Biography:

son of the main general of the imperial legion , he served under tiberius the 3rd , he is the main commander of the merc army named black dragoons , he was in the battle of kyrosius where only 1000 imperial soldiers fought against 10,000 of the orcish horde , not much is known but he keeps a journal with him describing his life in it .

*Azuriel readies a small platform of water to aid him in making his way through the air, however, a nonstop barrage of arrows continues to cover the skies. He rushes into the field ready to take on any being stepping his way. Barely within ten feet of any soul, Azuriel takes a stance as three warriors make their way in his direction. Having no connection with these fighters, he has no intentions on killing them. Only to keep them from hindering his main objective.*
Just a small obstacle. Nothing special about them.
*Azuriel takes a huge step with his left leg towards the violent warriors. Moving lower to the ground, he quickly does a complete spinning forming a sphere between his hands. Upon facing the enemies, Azuriel releases the sphere launching it in their direction. The ball of water send on warrior flying through the air, as his closest companion watches.*
One!
*A second fighter continues to rush in building momentum, content on severing Azuriels head.
He leaps into the air flipping over his target bashing him on the head with the hadle of his katana. Azuriel lands bowing on one knee quickly recovering to his feet.*
Two!
*The standing warrior then takes a stance after witnessing the water-weilders effortless acts. Just as the fighter heads in to attack, an arrow pierces through his head. Completely leaving the skull, the arrow flies through the air with a trail of blood, also sticking into a beasts leg.*
Oh! This isn't good.
*Violently flailing his arms in reaction to the piercing, the Behemoth turns around to Azuriel swinging his arms. Trying to dodge the attacks, Azuriel is plummeted to the ground.*

*As the behemoth is about to land a massive blow, with a fist the size of three humans, Azuriel rushes to his knees. Moments before any contact, he allows his fear of the beast to take over. Exploding with life, Azuriels body pulses a huge wave, barely sending the monster to flight. Instead, the force of the water pushes him further into the ground putting the two at a further distance.* Perfect!

Behind his back, Azuriel forms three discs of water, spinning them with tremendous pressure. The Behemoth leaps into the air set on plunging into the crater to crush the fragile human. As the beast descends in the air, Azuriel launches the discs all for the same arm. With a force strong enough to piece metal, the first discs lands at the joint of the beasts shoulder. The disc bends and dematerializes as water is sent everywear. The next two projectiles hit at the same time, running through his shoulder. The massive arm is seperated falling to the ground, crushing a group of warriors.*

*Azuriel leaps out of his self formed crater as the Behemoth continous to fall in. The foul beast lay senseless ass blood poors from his side.* That went easier than I thought it would.

*Once again Azuriel is unprovoked and rushes in the direction where he had last seen Razega.*

( hey since ur a dark elf u could join my knight )

(How so?)

*Running through each passing enemy, Azuriels focus begins to fade as dark elves make their way towards him. Counting five in his sight, Azuriel rapidly picks up speed, instantly forming a foot sized platform directly in front of him. Lunging off his disc, Azuriel flies into the air, sending three spheres of water at his new found opponents. Upon the projectiles reaching the dark elves, Azuriel quickly forms a platform higher in the air, within his predicted path. He forces himself upside down mid air, planting his feet briefly upon the water disc.*

WHERE'S RAZEGA?!

*Advancing from the platform, Azuriel allows himself an extra boost by adding pressure to the water, propelling him foward at blinding speeds. From his sides, Azuriel sends two streams to draw his bladed tonfas, forcing them to the un-targeted elves. He grips his katanas like he would his life, ready to swing them at the heads of his enemy.*

If I can't take them out now, I may have some problems.

Here is my character's profule: [Multiverse]Thrino

Out of the ceiling fell a great, lumbering, green mass. It stood up and shook its head. "No, no, NO!". Poor Thrino, he had only been trying to visit his grandmonther on the planet Greefo.

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"Wow." He murmured to himself. There were so many people here and some of them were wearng pretty, shining, silver armour. At that moment, somthing caught the corner of his huge eyes. It was a small brown rat. He raised his huge brown foot and SPLAT! That rat was history! Then he lifted his massive head and yelled "Right then; who's to be next!"

Name: Gado
Age: 17
Race: Human
Gender: Male

Description: At first, this tall and slim person does not seem to oppose any treat at all. But thanks to a "curse" being set on his mother who shortly after died giving birth to him: He could control the elements of Nature. All the trees, leaves, sticks, flowers, grass, the wood in your shield, the wooden door to your home, your pot of flowers. Everything within 200 feet from Gado being nature can be controlled or manipulated by him. His Green ruff hair and Blue eyes gives him a some sort of out of the ordinary look.

He have been under practise by the Dark Forest mages in the use of the nature elements. His "Uniform" is a gray thin jacket, with the symbol of the Dark forest mages on it. Black Pants and Black Leather shoes. He has a bag whose contains are unknown, it hangs from his purple belt under his left arm. Underneath his clothes are some basic wooden armour, this wood being as hard as iron he uses it as a chain mail armor. He also has a set of throwing knives hidden in his sleeves (wooden, but as hard and sharp as any other knife)

Personality: Often uses Dirty tricks and Deception against his enemies, He prefers to do the opposite of what the enemy suspects. This in most cases being the dumbest move and therefore the last thing the enemy would suspect thus giving Gado the upper hand. He is not dumb at all, but his way of behaving makes him seem way more stupid than he really is.

Powers: Can control and manipulate Nature elements within the range of 200 feet. Can replace lost limbs with Nature elements.





"HAHAHAHHAHA!!" Gado laughed as he threw two soldiers up in the air using a bunch of plant-like tentacles, He then reached down his bag and threw some Seeds towards the two flying soldiers. Stopping for a second to concentrate, he turned the seeds into rapidly fast moving sharp discs that disembodied both of the soldiers brutally. "now where is a good challenge when i need one..?" Gado sighed.

At that very moment he saw a man who seemed to use water as his weapon. "hmm.. interesting!.. lets give him a heads up!" Gado picked up a seed from his bag and turned it into a bow, he grew an arrow from the wood of the bow and aimed it at the water elementalist. "Nah.. thats too easy.. lets test him first" Gado released the arrow, the arrow went trough the skull of one of the soldiers standing nearby the water elementalist and hit the foot of a behemot. "lets see how he'll deal with this one!"

short period later, to Gado's amuzement. The behemot was killed, and the Water elementalist was moving away from his position. Gado decided to follow this man.

*After Azuriel had defeated his enemies, he stood upright, scoping the area for Razega, only to meet failure. A small clearing surrounds him as he takes the moment to rest for an instant.* Damn! Gone again.

*Re-gripping his weapons, Azuriel takes a stance waiting for the first enemy that comes his way.*

Gado was now only 100 feet from the Water-Wielder, He took two seeds from his bag and placed one in each hand. He then turned one of them into a wooden throwing knife, and then he dropped the other on the ground, while he was still running. And turned it into a spiked wooden ball. He stopped, Aimed his knife and threw it towards the Water-Wielder.

His plan was to catch the Water-Wielder off guard, while in the same move he would test out the opponents battle skill if he somehow deflected the attack.

Gado Lowered his left hand into the bag, while raising the other one. "Show me what you got Water-Wielder" he yelled.

*Azuriel raises an eyebrow at the character, interested in his style.* I've fought pigs, smarter than this.

*He raises a hand towards Gado, watching the knife as in slow motion. As the knife reaches Azuriels comfort zone, he sends out a massive blast of water from his body, sending the knife and any being within range into the air. Once again Azuriel stand amidst an empty area, looking for the character that had attempted to attack.*

Having anticipated a move like this Gado raises his left arm turning the seed he holds into a thick wooden shield. THUMP!! the throwing knife had been blasted back by the water wielder's blast of water and suprisingly enough it returned the same direction it came from.

"So it seems that knives wont do the trick eh? well i just have to raise the challenge abit then*

Having blocked the knife, gado turned both the knife and the shield into a thick elastic plant rope and moved to the next stage of his attack plan. he entangled the spiked ball with the rope and grabbed it with his right hand and again reaching down his bag with his left he jumped, using all his weight and strenght. in the opposite direction of The opponent.

*Azuriel leaps into the air, jumping from platform to platform, each created just as he starts to descend the air. At a safe distance, he creates three water discs, adding pressure strong enough to scratch steel. He launches them forward in Gado's direction. He plants his right foot onto a newly formed water disc, pushing off and lunging himself towards his enemy. He readies his chained katanas waiting to attack after the discs arrive at their destination.*