Name: Quarnozian
Gender: Male
Age: Somewhere over 3000. I was turned into a vampire at the age of 15, and after about 300 years, time began to have very little meaning to me.
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 10 stones naked, 13 with the backpack on, and 89 in full battle gear.
Hair Color: scalp... all my hair is kept removed from the body, it helps keep the body cool.
Eye Color: The iris is the same color as the pupil... pure black.
Skin Color: White while not taking in the appearance of a human. When human, it looks pale with a slight greenish cast to it.
Homeland: Vynaxulisia. The town has long since been forgotten, but it wasn't the greatest place to begin with. I prefer not to talk about it.
Current Residence: The Dark Reign Temple. It's about 4 lengths to the east of the Minax Stronghold in Felucca. The roof has an infinity symbol on it.
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Guild/Faction Affiliation:I run the clan Dark Reign. We currently do not affiliate with any of the factions.
Guild/Faction Rank & Title: Clanleader, Kal Uni Mahkra
Biography, History, and/or Background: I have posted three medium length stories on this in the Tower of Origin. You can find a link to the tower in one of the main topics.
Other Notes: Anyone is welcome to become a friend of the temple and use our facilities. However, foolishness will not be tolerated. If it comes to my attention that you are acting inappropriate within the tower, you will no longer be allowed on the premesis. The main rule is that there is no fighting allowed except within the 3rd and 4th floors, and this is only if the person you do battle with has agree'd to do battle. This agreement implies that murdercounts will NOT be given no matter what the result of the battle, unless your opponent specifically requests to recieve murdercounts.
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Name: Noxule
Gender: Male
Age: 24 years
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 13 stones. I don't feel like finding out my weight fully equipped.
Hair Color: I'm also shaved. I believe all of us within the tower prefer to be shaved.
Eye Color: Emerald Green, it almost matches the color of my poisons. *grin*
Skin Color: rather pale with a sickly color to it... the occasions I have poisoned myself seem to have had an effect on my overall health.
Homeland: I have given my word that I will never reveal this. (if I do it's most likely a lie)
Current Residence: In the Dark Reign Temple.
Guild/Faction Affiliation: I am in the Dark Reign.
Guild/Faction Rank & Title: I currently have the title of Sage within the guild.
Biography, History, and/or Background: I grew up in the house of my father, who was an alchemist. I did not know my mother because she was seasoning food one day and mistakenly seasoned it with my father's delicious deadly poison. Very tasty, but rather deadly. After that my father was rather depressed all the time, so he would keep his mind off of it by the repetitive non-stop grinding of potions... I was put in charge of the sales in the shop so my father wouldn't have to deal with interacting with people.
Our shop did rather well, since we were always in stock, and sold somewhat cheap. If we didn't sell cheap we'd have been overstocked constantly because of my fathers perpetual grinding. On the slow days I would often go back to silently help him, and thus I learned a pretty fair amount of alchemy. Eventually one day my father couldn't bring himself to go on, and chugged one of his own deadly poisons... I was unable to force him to drink a cure.
After losing my father I sold all the remainder of his potions and went out into the world to make my own way... My skills in alchemy were enough to keep me from losing all the money I had inherited from my parents deaths, but I still eventually began to reach the end of the large savings. At that point I joined a house of mages and agree'd to do their menial tasks and make them cure potions for them to practice their poison spells. They also agreed to teach me the foundation of magic and even gave me my own spellbook. After a year or so, I believe I was 18, they declared me a master mage and told me that I should learn to inscribe spells as well since the further knowledge of transferring the power into scrolls would further my abilities as a mage. Another 2 years and I was declared a grandmaster mage
and scribe.
At that point I was told about the secret of their house... they were all mage assasins. I was rather astonished and somewhat afraid, and was sworn to never tell who or where they were, even if tortured. I didn't have much choice, a single mage cannot fully defend himself from 3 or more mages... sure he might take down 2, but the third will kill him before he finishes him off. So I decided that I should be honored that they decided to tell me rather than simply keep me ignorant of the truth. I eagerly joined in the missions and eventually was given my first solo assignment at the age of 23.
This assignment was to assasinate a man who was participating in the nujelm city council, and his sugguestions and advice were making nujelm too powerful for the rest of the cities to be comfortable with him in there helping run things. The man was known as Kolmer, and he was on the city council. Many other assasins had been sent after him, but his chambers were kept well guarded and the previous assasins had no training in magic.
Confident in my training I went to the nujelm palace and infiltrated their trust posing as a mage on the quest for knowledge and had heard that one man in their council had been displaying a quality of intellegence beyond that found anywhere else. They were easily decieved by the flattery and I was introduced to Kolmer that same day. We had many chats and I was amazed by the depth of this mans mind. I was still determined to finish the job though, so one day I asked if he knew much about magery... he said he knew quite a bit about it, but had discontinued it. I asked if he would mind giving me pointers about my technique, to which he agree'd... then I began casting a powerful spell pretending like I was going to cast it on my spellbook, but at the last minute I targeted him. Greatly weakened he fell to the floor, but then he called upon the dead spirits and they healed him! His retaliation was a spell of horrible gas that strangled me. When I woke up I was in a buildign that seemed to be under construction, and Kolmer was sitting at a black stone desk sorting through some items... but he was not human! He grinned revealing 2 long fangs and told me to tell him what he wanted to know or he would be forced to make me his slave till the end of days. I pretended to go along with it and he saw through my ruse easily... aparrently by speaking to the spirits... he then told me everything I had deliberatly been hiding from him, everything in my past... even the details about the house of magery that I had sworn to keep a secret!
Completly defeated I reached for the "last resort" as we call it... which would be a scribes pen dipped in lethal poison collected from the corpse of a poison elemental... when I reached for the pen in my pocket he put something on his desk... at which point I noticed my pockets were completly empty. He told me what I was seeking was in the bag and I was free to use it... if I could find it. I opened the bag... it was COMPLETLY full of scribe pens!!! I demanded to know what he wanted with me, to which he told me I was to be his new apprentice. He was in search of those whom were seeking knowledge, and thought I would be a worthy addition to the team he was assembling. He told me my skills in magery and inscription are exquisite, and that my alchemical training might be completed here, and that there was a great potential to learn how poisons effect the body, and thus enhance my ability to poison items or people. I figured it would be a good idea, and could find another opportunity to kill him later and return to the house of magery after I do.
Then he threw a robe at me and told me to change... I did so and he gathered up all my discarded clothes and marched outside where he murdered a Priest of Mondain! And not just a normal killing... he drained the blood from his body. It was at that point I realized he wasn't simply a non-human, but was a vampire... he then animated the skeleton of the corpse and carved off most of the flesh clinging to it... dressed it in my clothes and sent it marching off! I had to ask what the heck he was doing!! To which he calmly replied he had just sent the skeleton to the house of magery with a note in the pocket.... they will kill the skeleton and seeing it is in your clothes probably search the body finding the note. When I inquired what was in the note... he said it word for word... "I know where you are, and what you do... your house is no longer safe, and I will be there to make you sorry for your actions shortly."
I stared at him blankly and suddenly felt free! I was overcome with laughteur at how panicked the mages would all be and how fast they would run! It was perfect... in that one stroke he eliminated the mages from coming to look for me and sent them into a cowardly hiding! The most powerful mage can summon the form of powerful creatures, but they dissapear after a while, or are killed and turn into an empty husk... but a animated skeleton is something entirely different! They would be terrified.
At that point I lost interest in killing him... if I did I'd never be able to find the mages in hiding... and even then they'd probably think I was a zombie and attack me. I was free from their society now and didn't have a desire to go back anyways. Looking at Kolmer I asked when I could begin my training... and he smiled and said, you already have. and by the way... my real name is Quarnozian.
So that is how I came to join the house of Dark Reign. Of course there's a lot of stuff I skipped... and even though the people whom I promised to protect the identities of aren't anywhere to be found, I will stick to my oath.
Other Notes: I'm a noxmage scribe with alchemy. Once I complete my training in alchemy I will probably be growing plants for their wonderous resources. I'll be selling thorns for 500 gold pieces a piece... hopefully in quantities fo 100 at a time... 50k isn't too bad to spend on something that will earn you 100k. Of course if you really want to buy 1000 I suppose I could sell you 1000... I'll even reduce the price to 400 per thorn... 400k will get you 1000 thorns. If you see me advertising thorns in luna, you can expect these prices from me.
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Name: a minor
Gender: male
Age: 12
Height: 5'8"
Weight: about the same as 2 stack of ore I suppose... unless I'm carrying ore on me. I never weighed myself so I can't be certain.
Hair Color: shaved... Noxule was right. We're all shaved.
Eye Color: black iris like Quarnozian, it seems a common trait to vampires. Must have something to do with the blood.
Skin Color: White or light with greenish hue.
Homeland: Skara Brae
Current Residence: The Dark Reign Temple.
Guild/Faction Affiliation: Dark Reign
Guild/Faction Rank & Title: Cognoscenti
Biography, History, and/or Background: I grew up in skara brae and was the son of a blacksmith... he used lots of iron ore and took me mining a lot... some murderers killed him one day and chased me to the temple shotting arrows at me and casting spells the whole time... they decided to give up persuit when I reached the temple. Quarnozian met me outside and it was aparrent I would die from my wounds shortly... he asked me if I would rather die and hope the mage returned to resurrect me soon, or if I would want to drink vampire blood and never fully die again, but never fully be alive either... I decided to drink of his blood and become a vampire. Ever since then I have never really been afraid of dieing... it may happen sometime, but it never really hurts. Other than that I don't have much to tell... my mempries of being human are rather vague... I've spent all my time mining around the mountian the temple rests against. I have even made a very detailed map of it that documents all the ore I have found, and where I found it. Eventually I plan on posting the whole map of the mountain range so that others will be able to use it. I'm determined to re-mine all the iron locations and see if I can find anything else useful in there... just so my map is more accurate.
Other Notes: If you want the map now, send Send an ICQ and I'll give you a link to download it.
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Name: Kajrebmul
Gender: male
Age: 34
Height: 6'8"
Weight: That's kind of personal isn't it! I mean honestly!
Hair Color: shaved... everyone else did it... *shrug*
Eye Color: brown.... like the dirt I sleep in.
Skin Color: a little pale, some slight grass stains on it I guess... I refuse to wear sandals!
Homeland: trinsic... but then they put all those nasty stones there and I decided I was better off somewhere else.
Current Residence: Dark Reign Temple
Guild/Faction Affiliation: Dark Reign
Guild/Faction Rank & Title: Maven... don't know what it means... ask Quarnozian... or look it up.
Biography, History, and/or Background: Lived in Trinsic, chopped wood, made furniture, practiced a little magery. Then they put up stone walls and it got all high and mighty looking... decided it was too stuffy for my taste so I moved out of there and saw the temple one day made of lovely field stone instead of the solid square block contruction I find everywhere else... so I talked to the owner and he agree'd to let me set up shop in there. been there since, but Quarnozian is pestering me to branch out into more hobbies... he calls them "skills"... bah! I just do this because I like it!
Other Notes: Don't expect more notes... you dragged enough out of me already!
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Name: Lamina
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown, estimated to be 22
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 10 stones
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Red
Skin Color: Black
Homeland: Unknown
Current Residence: Dark Reign Temple
Guild/Faction Affiliation: Dark Reign
Guild/Faction Rank & Title: Sage
Biography, History, and/or Background: I am afraid I have no idea about my background... my first memories are from waking up in the Temple, and having Noxule care for me as I recovered from some serious injuries. after a few days of being cared for, I met Quarnozian. It turns out the child miner found me injured while mining alongside the mountain near the temple, and left his ore behind to carry me back so that I could be cared for. He's quite strong for a twelve year old.
For now I've decided to join the temple, at least until I recover my memory and find out where I belong. I know I must have belonged to a clan somewhere... from what Quarnozian tells me I'm either a dark elf, or a drow. He admits he has a hard time telling the difference. He says both types typically associate with their own kind mostly... so it's rare that I wouldn't have a clan somewhere that knows me.
For now though, since I don't know where to begin looking, I've decided to just train animals and have them follow me around killing things I point at. I fail to see a reason to do things myself when I can tame a strong animal to do it for me. My only concern is that while I'm stealthily walking about, they sometimes seem to want to go fight things that I would typically ignore. Which reminds me, I guess I was so good at sneaking around that it's pure instinct to me now... I seemed to startle the other temple members a lot because they never knew when I was around.
Other Notes: I am a stealth peace tamer... so I am good help to other tamers, but I can't rez anyone.