"Spare me from the stereotypes. Kaffas, I'm way far from the magisters in the Imperium. I'm here to prove that not all Tevinters are tyrants, that the legends told are wrong about us" Name:  Demetrius Etienne Blackwell Nickname: N/A Race: Human Age: born in 9:11 Dragon Level: 10 Job: N/A Class: Mage (Altus) Weapon specialty: Abilities: -Ice Blade -Hemorrhage -Ring of Blooded Ice (Wall of Ice) -Winter's Grasp -Winter Winds -Fade Step -Mana Surge (Base classes get 4 to start with, Final classes get 4 more at a total of 8 in the end.) Sexuality: Bisexual Relationship Status: No Personality: Demetrius harbours a sultry and sar

 Aporia's Highroller :The Gambler George Louise Mikaelson [x]finished [] still editing:DDDDDDD Quote: "Life is a game and it is you who must say, whether a cheater or sportsman you'll play" Abilities / Skills: Summary: (5 highest, 0 lowest) Close range / hand to hand combat - 4 Long range combat - 2 Swordsmanship - 1 Medic -1 Wise-cracking / Street smart - 5 Has talent in fixing things - 0 Tactical communications & Surveillance skills -2 Manual dexterity (include bomb expertise) - 0 Non-combatant skill: Charisma: His looks is one is deadly and deceiving tools inside his bag of tricks, but just like his other t

    A war is about to happen between two opposing clans of vampire, the Nosferats and the Venators as the sun slowly fades as the shadows started to sprawl on the rocky mountains and the fine hot sands of the desert battlefield. The two rival clans are standing on their places while raising their sharp spears, solid shields and deadly swords, waiting for their sign to move on; After the sun completely fades  on the sky, the spearhead of the group moved forward and raised his swords and shouted. “Charge!!!” He pointed his swords towards the direction of their rival as the other opponent does the same thing. They both ran agai