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The Branded

Thania

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a part of The Branded, by Flexar.

The world created by the mother of the two gods, Gaia.

Flexar holds sovereignty over Thania, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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The world created by the mother of the two gods, Gaia. In the past, Sol and Luna fought over Thania, but were stopped by Gaia. Now she is unable to stop them waging full-out war over her planet.
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Thania

The world created by the mother of the two gods, Gaia.

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Thania is a part of The Branded.

6 Places in Thania:

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Ayeala Blackfang [5] "You think you know of pain? Let me educate you on it"
Lyra Dree [4] "I'd prefer to just stay home."
The Serpent [4] "The last man who questioned my authority is now a pile of ash inside a jar. Do you want to join him?"
Luka [4] He entered the world as a shadow. A nightmare. Thus he has lived his life for an eternity.
Isaac Maldijo [4] "Here, Life and Death are like Night and Day. The end of one in subjugation leads to the beginning of another in the same lot."
Libitina Waldeburg [0] Nobody owns life, but anyone who can pick up a frying pan owns death.

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Character Portrait: Leon k. Parthos Character Portrait: Leyawin de Geldor Character Portrait: Annie Stark Character Portrait: Ayeala Blackfang Character Portrait: Abigail Character Portrait: Lucius Silver
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Calmly pushing himself off of the cart as it came to a complete stop, taking in the atmosphere gazing at the many people passing distracted by the look of the town he had just arrived in. Reflecting back to when he was assigned to the mission, "killing monsters... just like killing stronger bandits" were the words he spoke to his comanding officer with a grin clasping his hand on the mans shoulder laughing as he departed. But it was for real Leon would be sent with new comrades to finish off a group of monsters sighted, shaking off the feeling as the blond haired man spoke. "My name is Lucius Silver, son of the late Sebastian Silver. And what about the rest of you? If we're going to be working together, we should know who we're working with." I suppose I should introduce myself Leon said to himself but was quickly cut off by Elf when he spoke. "This must be serious" again Leons thoughts flashed, and with the apparince of a Geldor he was alarmed with the severity of the task at hand. Composing his mind while another introduced herself as Annie, dropping all formalities with her tone and speech.

"Well then it is ample time to introduce myself, I am Leon Kenro Parthos. Son of the departed Dracus Parthos." Leon spoke clenching his teeth a bit as he spoke of his fathers name and with a shake of the head he continued "It is nice to meet all of you and may our mission go well." and with a smile he reached his hand out to Leyawin greeting the elf with respect.

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Character Portrait: Lyra Dree Character Portrait: Ayeala Blackfang Character Portrait: Luka Character Portrait: Isaac Maldijo Character Portrait: The Serpent
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Lyra grimaced at the sight of the small house. It's walls were in tatters, and it's roof was caving in. Lyra leaned over to the person next to her, eyebrowns high.

"We're going it...there?" She whispered, as Serpent knocked down the large door in front of them. She sighed, and started forward after the others, kicking debre out of her way. As she passed through the doorway, a light chuckle passed through her lips. There were red splatters along the walls and ceiling, and she could only guess it was blood. The furniture was practicly non exsistant, as is was in shambles, seeming as though it was crushed by something very large. Lyra paused only for a second to press her index finger to the redness against the wall. To her surpise, it was dry, although the color said otherwise. Lyra simply shrugged her shoulders, and made her way next to Serpent. The trip her hadn't taken as long as she had expected, and she had plenty of energy to spare.

"Right, you lot." He said, pointing to her and a few others. "Get in the attic and seal the door shut. I'll make sure the soldiers go where they're supposed to go. You four watch out of the window... Lyra didn't hear the rest, as she was already up the stairs to the attic, ready to get started. The stairs the climbed were old, and creaked with each step she took. "Hmmph." She thought. "They definatly arn't going to able to sneak up on us...

Lyra soon reached the top, and walked over to the farthest corner of the room, and sat on her haunches. Reaching up, she pulled her hair up into a loose bun, and leaned back, waiting for her next command.

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Character Portrait: Lyra Dree Character Portrait: Ayeala Blackfang Character Portrait: Luka Character Portrait: Isaac Maldijo Character Portrait: The Serpent
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#, as written by Auroria
A small sigh escaped the finely shaped lips of the elven woman who stepped inside of the abode before her. It smelled of death, positively reeked of it. And looking around, her light blue eyes assessed why. Blood, pooled on the floor, painting the walls. Furniture shattered, walls torn, floorboards ripped apart. 'As if this doesn't scream totally evil!' she thought with distaste, her lips curling in a grimace as she stepped around a puddle of crimson.

Running her hand under her hood, she pulled her silvery hair away from her face, sighing heavily once more. Watching Serpent as he told them what to do, she allowed a bored look to paint her fair features. Looking him over, she did not understand what was so frightening about him.

She clicked her nails on her gauntlet together, the metal ringing slightly.

"As you wish," she replied lowly, her voice laced with the venom she was so known for. Show them hatred, anger, and strength, and your enemy will back down before you, her mind whispered.

Ayeala stepped silently up the stairs, leaping into the rafters above her and melding into the shadows displayed around her. Her eyes shimmered in the low light, as though an animal lay up there.

Huffs sounded through the building as her faithful wolf padded its way towards a corner, looking up as it noticed her. Laying down, he never took his eyes from her. "Be calm, my friend," she said to him, which seemed to allow him to lay his head down and close his eyes.

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Character Portrait: Lyra Dree Character Portrait: Ayeala Blackfang Character Portrait: Luka Character Portrait: Isaac Maldijo Character Portrait: The Serpent
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Isaac trailed along behind the group, taking each step with great care and calculation as he plodded towards the wrecked building ahead of him, the smell of death a sweet promise of possibility in his mind. The blood on the floor called to his mind powerful beasts with simple directives; the perfect subject for his control. However, as far as he could tell, there were no corpses of these beasts in the area, leaving his potential arsenal in a more modest state, with only a few wolves, bears, and other forest creatures in a workable distance for his control. This disappointed him, causing him to bare his teeth beneath the bandanna and slightly increase his pace to enter the dilapidated hovel only a little behind everyone, reducing the distance between him and the few other agents of Luna already in the attic. Climbing slowly and deliberately, Isaac worked his way into the musty attic, the sweet perfume of death in the air weighing heavily on the few breaths he took. His eyes scanned the room deliberately before he decided to occupy one of the darker corners of the attic. Once there, he sat on the floor heavily, closing his eyes and slowing his breathing almost to the point of stopping. To an untrained eye, he seemed for all the world to be slipping quietly into death, which is about half of the truth off what he was doing. Isaac was slipping into a half-dead state, but in doing so he primed himself to inhabit the body of another creature. The preparation was merely for an emergency, however, as Isaac didn't expect to need to utilize his skill in the field of bestowing animation to the dead. Truth be told, Isaac just liked the isolation that being half dead afforded to him.

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Character Portrait: Lyra Dree Character Portrait: Ayeala Blackfang Character Portrait: Luka Character Portrait: Isaac Maldijo Character Portrait: The Serpent
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#, as written by Noroc
Luka had been suffering from a decade long depression. He hadn’t been having much fun lately and he needed a change. This could be the perfect opportunity. Luka hadn’t shifted from Soileh’s black panther form in almost 2 years, no time at all for a Demon but the desire to return to a form similar to the rulers of this earth disgusted him. He longed to be an ethereal spirit once again. A shadow, shifting throughout time. At least while in this feline body Luka felt removed, omnipresent even. He felt comfortable. Luna’s brand had struck Luka in the same desert where he was born. He was grateful to her for now he could share his mate’s body at will, and she could share his, their thoughts and wisdom forever intertwined like a watercolor.

Luka was the last to enter the cryptic house. His paws bounded soundlessly though the door and up its steps. As he entered the musty attic he registered the faces around him. Three elves, very different, and one enigmatic human figure he knew to be the Serpent; his caller in this game. Luka prowled towards the shadows and rested his body against the cold floorboards, waiting.