Damons v/s Elves

[Galadas]

I have such goood Idea's lately... ;D

in this strange world, Damons (( Demon like)) and Elves are at war, both have their own good reasons why that the war is wrong.
It all started during the ColdWar:
Damons were once called Humans, but when the Elves wanted more land and begun war they had given them a new name. Damons from the acient word Demon. the Cold War was a mistake of the Elves, because it seemed that the Damons were stronger and The Elves lost a lot of land, since then The Elves taught their children that the Damons were the badguys and they had Dark Magic.. Nothing of that was true.((Wel sometimes it was ))

The Poem of the One:
Once an Elf wrote the Poem of the One, a poem that told about an Elf who was able to stop the war between the Elves and Damons. The Poem had 13 different poems, each of those poems contained 16 different lines which told a lot of puzzle that would lead to the One.

Damons:
The Noble race of Humans, they were always good to the Elves but war changed that, they now think that they have been betrayed by them. The Damons now dress in Dark Clothing because of the dead that had claimed their people. They have one Lord, this lord was the one that would be killed by the One. Damons live in the best part of the world, the green lands, beautiful rivers and Beaches.
Main City: Eindhoven (( ))

Elves:
They are living in a dessert, Marches and Rain Forests, They are always dressed in light clothing. The one is in their mids and the Council is eager to find her/him.
Main City: Lothrien

Bio Format:
Name:
Age: (around the age of 16)
Race:
Birthtown:
Gender:
Personalty:
Looks:
-Eyes:
-Hair:
-Body:
Weaponary:
Tittle:
History:
Family:

Have fun... (( I'll make a small proleage.. ((don't know how to write it))

[Galadas]

Proleage:
"I am The One, Lord Amriel, and you will die here tonight." The man infront of the Damons said.
"That is very strange, And that can't be." Lord Amriel laughed, he held his hand beside his hip and a black ball of energy started to grow."What is your name?"
"Lord HuyBit of Trion!" The man said, getting his sword out.
Damons around Amriel started to laugh when their lord shot his energy ball at the man, who died emedaitly.
"I don't get it!" A Damon said."If they found out who the One is, why than can't he kill you?"
"Because..." Lord Amriel Ordered a few other Damons to get rid of the body." Because This wasn't the One!"
"Why not?"
Lord Amriel takes out the papers of the Poem of the One." Their calculations are wrong, this man couldn't be the one, because it was a man."
"But the Poem speaks of a man."
"True!" Lord Amriel walked down the stairs which led to his living quaters, fallowed by the so called Writer, the man who translated the Poem." But have a good look at line 4 of poem 13." He heard page getting thrown on the ground, it wasn't bad that the paper fell down, because that paper was only one of the many copies.
"A woman?" The Writer asked." But in the rest of the poem... They always speak of a man!"
"I've told you about that one time, when the Damons stole the poem."
"It was stolen back again, I know!" The Writer snarled.
"But not without some changes!"
"Changes?"
"Every 4th, 8th, 12th and 16th line, new line begin a letter further away from the other lines." Lord Amriel smiled." Do you see?"
"I see!"
"Letters have been increased, every 4th, 8th, 12th and 16th line starts with He, but once it started with She! The Elves don't know that... And now my Dear friend, we will look for a Female heir of the Trion family." Amriel sat down in his chair." Jamie!" He yelled, a young boy came down from the seling." Search for the Writer of the Elves, we need to find out every thing about the Trion Family."
"Understood!" Jamie said and disapeared in the dark night.
(( With this I only try to make clear who the One is... A little back ground.. For the Person that wants to play the great hero of the story ))

Name: Lord Amriel
Age: 18
Race: Damon
Gender: Male
Personalty: Calm, Cold,
Looks:
-Eyes: Blue
-Hair: Brown, Curled, until his shoulders
-Body: Muscular, Dark skin
Birthtown: Eindhoven
Weaponary: Claymore
Tittle: Lord of Damons
History: His Mother and Father died during a fight with the Elves, Only he and his brother weren't killed, He was named Lord of Damons when the former lord died and didn't have any children. They said that Amriel was chosen.
Family: His brother

Name: Jamie
Age: 16
Race: Damon
Birthtown: Eindhoven
Gender: Male
Personalty: Shy, Joking, not very serious
Looks:
-Eyes: Green
-Hair: Short Brown,
-Body: Slender, not very muscular
Weaponary: Two Short swords
Tittle: Spy
History: TBA
Family: TBA

So who want to be the One

[Kyana]

(i guess I'll be )

Name: Ralin Trion
Age: 17
Race: Elf
Birthtown: Quav
Gender: female
Personalty:
She usually wears a "mask" to hide all emotion, though around frieds she's nice, happy and understanding. You don't want to get her mad, as she can easily turn from easy-going to downright furious, and if need be, cruel. She's very strong-willed and clever.
Looks:
-Eyes: bright green
-Hair: black hair, odd for her people
-Body: slender, pale, about 5' 7'' but strong
Weaponary:
she's perfected the use of a bladed staff, but she's training in throwing blades...
Tittle: The One, though she doesn't know it
History: She lives a slecluded life. She knows little of the Poem, and has experienced almost none of the war first hand. She's been taught to fight for protection as well as a sport. She's naieve, in the fact that she knows so little about everyting.
Her mother is alive, her father has gone missing (he's the Lord HuyBit Trion, the man Lord Amriel killed. she doens't know this though, that her father is dead, only missing). She lives in the walled palace of Quav. She has a few friends and lives her life out, though she has a lust for adventure and a will like with the strength of steel.
Family: House of Trion

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(this is going to be an evolving character, placed depending where she it seems right...You'l find out more later on)

Name: Aven
Age: 17
Race: Damon Elf
Birthtown: TBA
Gender: female
Personalty:
She's cunning and strong. She's ruthless and has little acceptance. She does what her job commands her to do. She used to be, well normal, but life and years of war changed thay.
Looks:
-Eyes: black
-Hair: black
-Body: slender, dark-skinned
Weaponary:
she's good with anything at her disposal, but perfers a whip, and a knife.
Tittle: ??
Job: she's a spy, assasin, or other need be, undercover jobs...
History:
She used to live with her family, but the elves destroied that. They murdered her parents right infront of her, holding her back, making her watch. She was six. She is scarred with that, and uses her emotions to make her ruthless. She was held prisoner, but she escaped, killing one of the guards, and since then has been doing so, as it's her job. She's guarded and secretive. She doesn't like to get close to anyone...
Family: has none, doesn't know her last name

[wargh1990]

OOC: one question is their magic in this role play?

[Galadas]

(( some can use magic, but it has a certain degree, Mind reading and Energy balls are the main ones they spill a lot of energy when used, that's why they aren't used much.))

[wargh1990]

OOC: what are he limits when reading minds simply observeing or do youi get a degree of play while in some ones mind, i play role plays where quite often i have cracters that can manipulate a persons mind, now the bigst flaw in this power is the fact that it takes time to work your way through a defended mind, but at the same time it takes a lot of concentration to keep your mind gaurded unless you are very practiced at it. also a limt on the power is that you can only sugest things some times they can be a strong sugestion other times a weak one, so that gives you a choice as to what happens to you chracter, finaly if thwe person gets into your mind he/she is able to trick you into thinking you are feeling pain, but normaly its kinda like a migrain, genraly not cripleing, just enough top guve pause. umm is that a ok could i use that if not thats fine im just puting it out there.

[Galadas]

(( do as you like.. but remember that the mind of the One is not to be passed.. ^^))

[Galadas]

((Wargh.. do you still want to join??))

[wargh1990]

OOC: sorry i umm, forgot about the role play.... lol here we go

Bio Format:
Name: samual

Age: 17

Race: damon

Birthtown: Eindhoven

Gender: male

Personalty:a quite and sly person, withdwarn from others and loyal
to who ever is in the best postion, to help him.

Looks:

-Eyes: light blue

-Hair: short brown hair

-Body:small slimly built figure built of sneaking and speed.

Weaponary: a short sword, with a posioned blade.

Tittle: none

History: his father a failing farmer, his mother, ill unlikely to make it through the next winter, samuals life, was falling to peices, untill one day he discovered, his magic, it was seemed to be a blessing, his mother was cared for, and his father no longer had to work, of course he still kept his farm runing, growing what he wants. but the blessing was a curse in desiguse, since working for the lord, he had done, manything he had never imgained posible, he is hunted by his interagation training, but luckly he is more useful as a spy thasn he is as a interogater.

Family:comeing from a famaliy of farmers, his carrier prospects were not high.

OOC: hows that

[Galadas]

((GOod ))

[wargh1990]

OOC: whos leading on?

[Galadas]

(( what do you mean??))

[wargh1990]

OOC: whos strating off, i need to know where people are as to where i am, i would like to start the role play.

[Galadas]

((what do you think Kyana.. Can we start with this one???))

[Kyana]

(sure, I guess... You can start, as you've created it. It's up to you ;D There are other rps, but they've kinda, well sadly died. So maybe a new fresh one will bring some life back... lol)

[Galadas]

Jamie pushed away the blanket where he had hided beneeth for a few hours, it was dark outside now, he could see through the big windows on the end of the hall. This place was far from the place that lord Amriel send him, this was Quav and not Lothrien. He didn't went to Lothrien in the first place, it seemed that some drunk elves on his way told him that the writer had been send to Quav because there was the family of the one. they couldn't tell him who the one was but this was good enough. He smiled and took out his sword which he putted back in its sheath, he had been inside for a while and had looked for the writer serveral times but no luck yet. He Stepped out of his hiding place and looked around, this time he would find the writer, he walked through the hall way and tried to be as quiet a posible. There were a few ways leading to the highest floors, he had allready searched the lower floors but no writer there. He jumped up the stairs and went to the second floor above his hiding place. that floor was smaller than the floors lower, it had only one hall and eight rooms. he pushed his ear against the first room, no sound. he opened it softly and looked in, no one there. He closed the door and went to the next one. No one there ether. after searching all the seven doors there was only one door left. He smiled again and opened the last door, a young man not older than him sat in the middle of the room, a notebook lay on his desk, the desk was enormous. on the sides of the walls stood high bookcases, Jamie thought it was amazing, all those books. The man looked up to him." I said I didn't wanted to be disturbed!" He said loud.
Jamie smiled while he took out his two short swords, he walked towards the young man." Are you the writer?" he asked.
The man looked scared at the swords and he nodded.
"Great!" Jamie said and walked pass the man, looking at the notebook. he closed it and translated the words on the cover."Not it." he whispered and took an other notebook, he translated that one too. He took four more but the the one he needed wasn't there. He turned his head to the still frightnened man." Where are your notes on the one?" He asked holding his sword under the man's troath. Jamie didn't smile anymore, he knew that the writer would never give him the notes so he still looked around, his green eyes searched the room with all the books. this would become a problem.
"I'll never tell a Damon where the notebook is! Did lord Amriel send you?" the Writer asked.
"Yes, And he also said I was allowed to kill the writer!" Jamie anwered and kept the sword steady, he concentrated his eyes on the words on the books that were in the room, it was hard enough to see the letters from such a far distance but to also translate them wasn't easy at all. While the seconds past Jamie knew he was taking too long, But then his eye fell on a red covered book, in a glass case. He walked away from the writer and looked at the glass case." Why didn't I see that before." he whispered to himself. He opened the glass case and took out a big red book, there were soo many pages. he opened it, it was the poem of the one. but it looked like a copy, not the real one. He searched through the words and pages. until he came to the last one. His eyes walked throught the last page." This is the information about the Trion family." He whispered, he smiled again and turned his head." This is all I need, seems my job is done." He closed the book and putted it into the bag on his back."But there is still one thing I will do before leaving." He walked towards the writer and held his sword again under the troath of the man." No one will find out who has been here." He said.

[wargh1990]

samual was huddled in a hollowed out tree, he lighty touched the minds of every person he could reach, just listening into there thoughts, he could only reach the outskirst of town, and didnt dare move closer, for fear of being found, while skiming peoples minds her was vetualy defenceless, all his concentration going into the useing of his magic. he had been sent to Quav to listen in, and find out what was happening in the elven comunity, not to mention as back up for another of lord amriel agents, the rain poured down outside, good cover but, terable weather other wise. at his side was a short sword, that seemed to be brand new, and unused, that was because he prefed to use other alternatives to brwarling.

OOC: i dont know hows that... i wasnt sure how else the chracters could meet.

[Kyana]

(oh man! I forgot that this rp was goinging there's just so many rps started at different points...UGH! Can we "pause" this one Galadas?)

[Galadas]

(Ok)