| Tenshia |
| Age: | Sex: | Height: | Weight: | Hair Color: | Eye Color: |
| 18 Yrs. | Female | 5'8" | 110 Lbs. | Bright Blue | Glowing Purple |
| Hit Points: | Magic Points: | Str: | Dex: | Intel: | Hlth: | Will: | Luck: |
| 80 | 20 | 10 | 22 | 20 | 14 | 13 | 13 |
| Lvl: | Class: | Race: | Money: | Exp: | Affiliation: | Lives: |
| 1 | Ninja | Elf | $0 | 0 | Merc | 25 |
| Rings & Misc Items: |
| None |
| Spells: |
| Cure2 |
| Weapons: |
| Hand Held +10 |
| Armor: |
| Full Armor +40 |
| Background: |
| One day, Tenshia was walking through the streets of her hometown. Little did she know that her little home was about to be rocked by a violent explosion. A fighter jet passed overhead. Tenshia looked up, wondering why it could be flying so low. She watched it as it flew to the horizion, and saw a little black dot drop from the jet. The Explosion came fast, and seemingly it came from the plane. Her town shook and the pavement split in two. Tenshia was swallowed into the crevice. When she came to, she was in a very strange place. A place unlike any she had ever seen. The sky was a pitch black, and the buildings were not like the ones in her town. Tenshia started walking and came to a Tavern, she looked around, seeing mean looking people, but she didn't care. She asked a man who was close where she was. He explained that she was in Nessus. The man told her the story of Nessus. Tenshia knew she was not going to get home, but maybe she would make a new home from this place. She changed her look, and attitude, mixing well with the locals. Now she bides her time, taking on odd jobs, and waiting for her chance to find a way back home, if at all possible. |
| Tatanya_Caprice |
| Age: | Sex: | Height: | Weight: | Hair Color: | Eye Color: |
| 25 Yrs. | Female | 5'10" | 135 Lbs. | Platinum | Violet |
| Hit Points: | Magic Points: | Str: | Dex: | Intel: | Hlth: | Will: | Luck: |
| 85 | 15 | 20 | 10 | 22 | 15 | 20 | 5 |
| Lvl: | Class: | Race: | Money: | Exp: | Affiliation: | Lives: |
| 1 | Mage | Vampire | $125 | 0 | Merc | 25 |
| Rings & Misc Items: |
| None |
| Spells: |
| Bolt2, Magic Missile0, Ice1 |
| Weapons: |
| None |
| Armor: |
| Full Armor +20 |
| Background: |
| None Given |
| Thorg |
| Age: | Sex: | Height: | Weight: | Hair Color: | Eye Color: |
| 21 Yrs. | Male | 7'4" | 346 Lbs. | Black | All Black |
| Hit Points: | Magic Points: | Str: | Dex: | Intel: | Hlth: | Will: | Luck: |
| 100 | 0 | 27 | 7 | 5 | 25 | 5 | 23 |
| Lvl: | Class: | Race: | Money: | Exp: | Affiliation: | Lives: |
| 1 | Barbarian | Orge | $0 | 0 | Merc | 25 |
| Rings & Misc Items: |
| None |
| Spells: |
| None |
| Weapons: |
| Hand Held +15 |
| Armor: |
| Leather Boots, Codpiece, Full Armor +40, Leather Trench |
| Background: |
| Thorg is a Merc Ogre who came from the Planet Varox (which I will be doin a background and more info for when I get the time). He is the Great Grandson of the inventor of the Planets most popular sport called. Varox Ball. Basicly the game is a more violent version of American football in which people can and freaquently die. Bein an Ogre he found
size and strength were usefull in the game and soon became a big name in the sport.
After the major collapse of the VBA (Varox Ball Association) he found himself out of work. Now he wanders from planet to planet in hope of re establishing the sport and becomin a big star once again. His sloping forehead and compleatly black eyes make him look agressive and a fearsome opponent, standing 7ft6 and weighin 346lbs he is such and opponent. Wearin his leather boots and a pair of ragged red trousers baering the logo of his former team the Inner Valrock Flyers. With blue patches hear and there on the stiched on in a random fasion. He also wears a Red and Blue striped top bearing the same logo. On the back is the name THORG and the number O1. |
