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Barin Crown [Battle and Glory]

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Nightmare on Tue Apr 10, 2007 11:33 pm

Name: Barin Crown

Nickname:Barren

Nickname 2:Baron of the Barren

Home: Barrens within the Human lands

Race:Human

Skin Color: White

Hair Color:White

Facial hair:None

Eye Color: green

Hair style:Buzzed with a long ponytail

Height:5'8"

Weight:199 lbs

Build:Normal

Sex:Male

Class:Battlemage

Job:Farmer

Personality:Hermit, Untrusting

Personality (When drunk): nice

Clothing (Torso):Maroon padded Robes with chain mail underneat them

Clothing (Legs):Maroon Plate Mail

Clothing (Hands):Maroon Leather Gauntlets

Clothing (Feet): Maroon chain mail Greaves

Age: 32

Spells: Fireball, Lightning, Chain Lightning, Levitate, raise Earth, Summon:Skeleton Warrior, Summon:Swarm of Wasps, Siphon Life, Siphon Energy, Five point strike (inflicts the force of a boulder on the Torso, Legs and Arms)

Abilities:Flame Strike (Imbues Weapon with Fire), Lightning Strike (Imbues weapon with Lightning), Shockwave

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Nightmare on Wed Apr 11, 2007 12:05 am

[align=center]HISTORY[/align]
A pretty normal life studying spells and sword skills except for this. The mssion that would be to change both his, and his friend's life around would prove to be his downfall,

A dark hallway in a black castle lights up. 2 People walk down the hall with swords in their hands. The men are Barin Crown and his buddy: Blake Sceet.

""I bet you 20 gold you run out when the guy shows himself.""Blake says with a chuckle.

""I accept your bet and raise you 20 gold my fine friend, although pretty ugly.""
Barin replys with a chuckle in his voice as well. The hall's lights grow dimmer as they draw closer to a door.

""Look who's talking.""
His friend replys again. as he stops in front of the door.

""At least I have a giirlfriend, and she knows I'm broke. Which means she likes me for my personality and my looks.""
Barin Replys as he reaches for the doorknob.

""But anyways, Let's not dwell while we're fighting this green bastard.""
His friend finsihes as Barin opens the door. As the door opens a small army of Orcs turn their heads to the door. One Orc sitting atop what appears to be some throne, decorated with various skulls. The Orc sitting in it, has a beard sitting upon his jaw, leading to his scalp. A long ponytail emits from his bald head. And a scar over where his eye used to be, hidden by an eyepatch which wraps itself around his head. His armor decorated in various markings, and the shoulders decorated with skulls. A dragon skull sits upon his arm rest. He stands up and shouts something similar to "Kill the intruders!" booms from his mouth as the two warriors ready for a fight. An hour passes and they stand breathless. Orcish bodies sitting around them. The Warchief stands and puts the Dragon Skull upon his head as he takes up a Golden Axe. It shouts a spell in it's language and two of the orcs rise from the ground along with a skeleton which hung on the wall behind the Warchief.

""I have gotta learn that!""
Barin shouts as he brings his hand back
""Morinalish Djotin!!""
He shouted as lightning shot from his hand, ripping the reanimated corpses apart.

""I have a plan!""
His friend shouted as he brought back his blade.
He slung his blade around and hit Barin in the back of the shoulder and bolted to a window.


""Sorry man! But we can't all win!""
His supposed friend shouted as he jumped out the window, escaping to safety.

""You rat bastard!""
Barin shouted as he got up off of the ground to turn to his "friend".
Before he could turn to face the orc a sharpened pain shot through his back as the orc slashed next to his spine, just missing it.

""Jawnre Salatin Jarashatka Munurahcha!!""
Barin shouted. Soon after he cast this spell the Warchief's head fell to the ground as his body crumbled. With his remaining strngth Barin exited the Castle to get medical attention and than baught a farm in the barrens once he recovered. Never again to trust anybody.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Nightmare on Tue Apr 17, 2007 2:09 am

[align=center]Spell ID[/align]

Morinalish Djortin= Chain Lightning

Corinalash Mortin= Fireball
Morinalish Barie= Lightning
Jaas= Levitate
Marin doronash= raise Earth
Kinjas Frialish Mortiu= Summon:Skeleton Warrior
Phantas Corishla Binso= Summon:Swarm of Wasps
Krin Tala Moriphan Du Lotir= Siphon Life
Krin Tala Moriphan Du Miifaas=Siphon Energy
Jawnre Salatin Jarashatka Munurahcha= Five point strike (inflicts the force of a boulder on the Torso, Legs and Arms)

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