Evi's Profile

[Evi]

Name: Ivan

Creature type:

Gender: Male

Age: ???

Personality:

Alignment: True Neutral

Current level: 6

Gold on pocket: 0

Strengths:
Large size.
Durable
Somewhat agile with strong attacks.
Has some strong attack magic.

Weakness:
Large size.
Sometimes clumsy due to size.
Magic takes a while to recharge.

Loves:
Fairies
Beetles
Spiders
Methras

Likes:
Talking
Flies (He'll eat enemy flies!)

Dislikes:
Being treated like scum.

Hates:
Heroes
Fairies being killed

Abilities:
Level 1: Attack/Ram
Level 2: Web
Level 3: Sight
Level 5: Speed
Level 7: Lightning
Level 10: Meteor

Realm: Faircoast

Other things: Due to his size increase, the exo-exoskeleton armour is now just decoration for his lair, as well the cowboy hat.
There are read marks coming from his red marking on his abdomen, making strange glowing red patterns across his body.

Ivan's lair is a large hole in the ground, four multicolored crystals coming out of the four corners. The entrance to the hole is covered with webbing. An old, webbed cowboy hat and some spider armour can be seen within the hole.

Biography:
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Friend/Enemy List:

Dranton - Friend
Xerina - Friend
Vergil - Comrade
Kiboo - Comrade
Methras - Foster Mother/Best Friend
Thefsuth - Comrade
Crystice - Comrade
Emmra - Friend

Young Ivan


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Name: Rob, The Death Knight of the Frozen Graveyard

Creature type: Dark Knight

Age: ???

Personality: ...

Alignment: Lawful Evil

Current level: 5

Gold on pocket: 0

Strengths:
Hardened Armour
Deadly Strong Attacks
Scares weaker enemies
Undead

Weakness:
Easy to taunt
Undead
Slow Movement

Loves:
Leadership Qualities
Trust

Likes:
Trustworthy Warlocks/Witches

Dislikes:
Idiocy

Hates:
Wizards Wizards Wizards
Traitors
Failure
Needless Deaths
Pointless Deaths

Abilities:

Level 1: Melee
Level 3: Protect Self
Level 5: Speed Self
Level 8: Protect Other
Level 10: Heal Other

Other things:

A WftO Veteran.
Has long white hair.
His jaw's flesh is gone, showing only the bone.

His lair is a slanted skeletal throne, made from the bones of Wizards and Warlocks/Witches who have attempted to control or kill him.

Realm: Northland Iceland

Biography:

"There is nothing to know, except ice and death."

"I can hear their screams still as I close my eyes, receiving whatever those twisted souls have planned for them... Betrayed by..."
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Name: Groogo

Creature type:

Personality: Groogo values success and preservation of comrade life.

Alignment: Lawful Evil

Current level: 3

Gold on pocket: 0

Strengths:
Has one huge Mace and part of a pillar as a weapon.
Able to take many hits.
Won't eat as much.
Will happily tank hits for others.


Weakness:
Only has one horn.
Cares more for others than himself.


Loves:
Manufacturing
Reading
Friends

Hates:
Failure
Death of comrades

Abilities:

Level 1: Melee
Level 3: Protect Other
Level 5: Gas
Level 6: Fart
Level 8: Protect Self

Other things:
Groogo has some scars on his face, and many heavy scars on his body. He has some chestplate armour to cover up his chest. He wields a broken piece of pillar from a dungeon heart arch as a club.

His lair is an empty 'hot tub', empty slots on the sides for storing gold and other valuables.

Realm: Frozengard Wasteland

Biography:
Groogo has... I have failed. Tried very hard to protect Keep...er. But overwhelmed. Groogo wanted to die, but he saved me. Died for... Groogo... For all of Groogo's comrades... Din...
Groogo shall learn, train, become stronger than other Bile Demons. Smarter not dumb... To protect Keeper Groogo works under. Never again... Never again shall I fail!
Din helps me, my only true friend... He was injured, I took him to safe home to recover. I shall visit Din from time to time, bringing things for him.

Friend List:

Aeger - Friend
Din - Best Friend
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Name: Eixe the Cross-breed

Creature type: Goblin

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Personality: 'Formal'

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Current level: 3

Gold on pocket: 50

Strengths:
Great at manufacturing

Weakness:
Has a heavy phobia of Beetles

Likes:
Goblins
Trolls
Orcs

Dislikes:
Beetles
Elves
Messes
Perverts

Abilities:
Level 1: Attack (Hatchet)
Level 2: Slow
Level 4: Speed Self
Level 8: Rebound
Level 10: Sight

Other things: Eixe is a cyan female goblin, with the face, and skin, of a beautiful Elf. Eixe had a birth defect, causing her to only have four fingers.
Eixe has elf ears, which point down.
Unlike other normal Goblin's wardrobe of clothing, Eixe wears a skirt instead of pants, and doesn't wear piercings. The color of the clothing is red and is trimmed with gold.

Her lair is a normal cloth bed with a small round table next to it.

Realm: Red Crystal Islands

Biography:

Eixe is the product of a male Goblin and a female Elf, and she got most of her looks from her mother.
Sadly, her mother didn't want the young goblin when she was born, and decided to kill her. Thankfully, Eixe's father stopped the crazy Elf and fled.
For 17 years, Eixe has been raised by a War of the Overworld Veteran Goblin. After his death, Eixe decided to continue where her father left off, to work for a Keeper.

Friend/Enemy List:

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Name: Zael "The Frost Elf"

Creature type: Dark Elf

Gender: Female

Age: 129

Personality: Loyal (Not Worshipping Loyal), is honest, doesn't tell a lie, isn't even fazed by wearing such revealing clothing.

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Current level: 4

Gold on pocket: 75

Strengths:
Is very, very Agile.
Has knowledge of Freeze but can only use it at level 10, in the form of a Arrow.

Weakness:
Wears little clothing; Takes more melee/ranged damage.
Melee attack doesn't do much damage.

Likes: Spiders, people who aren't bothered by her lack of clothing, and other Dark Elves.

Dislikes: Cocky/Snobby Creatures, being called a Mistress, Mistresses, and being slapped for no reason.

Abilities:
Level 1: Melee (Short Sword)
Level 1: Projectile (Uses Crossbow and a Long Bow)
Level 3: Sight
Level 5: Speed Self
Level 7: Slow
Level 10: Freeze Arrow

Other things: Unlike most Dark Elves; Zael has a light blue skin tone, and very little/revealing clothing that is dark blue.
Zael wears a red, gold trimmed, cape cloth around her neck and has another on her waist, covers the back.
Green eyes, has one earring that is gold on her right ear, and has very light purple hair that is decorated with a gold pin with a Sapphire.

Her lair is a large frozen mushroom, little pieces of frost and snow emit around it and under it.

Realm: Northland

Biography: Zael is a War of the OverWorld veteran.

Zael came from a Clan of Dark Elves, known as the "Frost Elves". Because they spent their time in the frost for very long, they were not affected by the cold.

Zael was always mistaken for a Mistress at first glance, or any glance for that matter, and got quickly annoyed at each and every Keeper/Creature's behavior to her.
When Zael met Malice, she was glad to see a Keeper who didn't gawk at her like a mistress who had the rare 'Elite' outfit.
Zael helped Malice to the end, until he disappeared suddenly.

Zael roamed about, after the War, for a new Keeper that would be as good as Malice.

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Friend/Enemy List:
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Name: Methras, The Spider Fairy

Creature type: Fairy

Gender: Female.

Age: 25 (Looks 17 still)

Personality: Brash, Suggestive

Alignment: True Neutral

Current level: 3

Gold on pocket:

Strengths:
Not as Frail as a Normal Fairy
Melee is very strong for a Fairy
Can use webbing for number of things

Weaknesses:
No knowledge of healing spells
She and her clothes are weak to fire

Likes:
Spiders
Neutral Heroes
'Torturing' Fairies

Dislikes:
Overly Goodly Heroes
Being set on fire

Abilities:

Lvl1: Melee
Lvl2: Sight
Lvl3: Web
Lvl4: Poison
Lvl5: Lightning
Lvl6: Poison Cloud
Lvl7: Meteor
Lvl9: Thunderstorm
Lvl10: Word of Power

Most Powerful Foe Slain: ---

Body Count: ---

Other things:
Methras has 4 extra eyes on her forehead, they resemble spider-eyes while having her two normal eyes.
Has Red Eyes.
Has some four spidery legs growing out of her back, the same color as her skin. Can be easily mistaken as wingless wings.
Seems to wear a dress made from Spider Webbing, her left arm is covered in the webbing and so is her right leg (Stops at the upper thigh).
Her skin is nearly pale white, only slight hints of peach colors.
Her wings are medium-sized, webs dangling from it.
Her hair is short and black.

Her lair is a web covered dead tree, tiny spiders crawling around on it. She sleeps in a hollowed out spot for her.

Realm: Northland Iceland

Biography:
Methras was a young fairy who devoted herself to study strange insects that she usually found in her little trips around the overworld, one of the insects she found to be really interesting was the Spider.
She spent most of her childhood learning about the small eight-legged creatures, but because of her love for spiders, the other fairies made fun of her and one usually crushed spiders in front of her. Methras ignored them most of the time.

Once she was of age, which isn't much older than she was then, she was sent into the dungeons with a group of heroes. She mainly stayed back as support back then, her magic not lethal enough.
She watched a countless creatures were sliced down, but she noticed one group that was lasting real long against their attacks, a dark angel, two goblins, and the largest black widow spider Methras as ever seen. The group of creatures kept tearing through the heroes, but soon they were, sadly, taken down.
As the heroes left to finish off the Keeper of the dungeon after destroying his minions, Methras stayed to look at the black widow corpse, her eyes wide at how such a small creature could have such a large and dangerous subtype. Just before she left, she noticed a spider egg just now hatching in the wall... She walked over to it, and saw some tiny newly-hatched black fuzzy spider.
Methras decided to raise the spider as a pet, hoping to take it with her when the work in the dungeon was done... But it would be many years till their work would be done, as years passed. It wasn't till then the tiny spider turned into a medium sized one, half the size of a human child. Her very own dungeon spider...
But not all was meant to go well, as the heroes found the spider, and attempted to kill him, Methras did her best, and managed to have him get away, while she was captured for 'betrayal'.

Methras didn't keep track of time in her imprisonment, she was fed regularly as time passed... But it wasn't until sounds of battle raged through the hero-dominated dungeon. The prison was broken into by swarms of goblins, the guards barely able to hold them back. One of the guards accidently hits the prison door, opening it and releasing Methras. The guards tried to stop her, but the goblins kept them busy. Methras flew over them, and tried to find some portal to go down.
As she flew, she came into a temple, a wizard and warlock having a battle of the magics. She was distracted by it, as a dungeon spider rammed at her, sending her forward into the temple waters, along with the spider. Methras didn't completely fall in, as she managed to grab the edge, her entire body submerged in the waters. She pulls herself out of the water, coughing some before groaning out in pain, her body morphing from the unknown power of the temple.
When Methras opened her eyes after the pain stopped, she felt her vision was widen, her body tingling, and web tangling from her hands. Methras felt the earth all around her, all of the footsteps, the thuds of the fallen and the water slowly moving. Gripping her head, Methras found her body moving on it's own, as she finds a portal quickly enough and hurls herself down into it.
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Name: Xiekt
Creature type: Ghost
Gender: Only those with trust shall see in a dream.
Age: Unknown
Personality: Whispers and soft mourning escapes the hidden figure under the robe.

Alignment: Neutral Evil
Current level: 1
Gold on pocket: 0

Strengths:
Undead
Flies
Stealthy
Quick Movement
Fast Melee Speed

Weaknesses:
Undead
Pretty Weak Melee
Weak Defense

Likes:
Females
Known Males

Dislikes:
Has shown a starting dislike for newly known males
Skeletons.

Abilities:
Level 1: Melee
Level 2: Sight
Level 2: Invisibility
Level 4: Speed Self
Level 5: Rebound
Level 7: Haste
Level 10: Invulnerability

Other things:


A slight glowing white figure can be seen under the ghostly chained robes, the hands pure white and somewhat transparent. The white figure often leaves after-images when it moves. It is unknown if the ghost under the robe is male or female, and only those whose trust it gains from shall know.
Speaks with a slight echo in the voice, a male voice with a female echo then a female voice with a male echo.
Is able to peer others' dreams, speaking to them slightly more clearly but rarely does this unless needing to pass a message.

Its lair is a trio of graves.

Realm: ???

Biography:

why did you do this
why did you do this
why did you do this
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
die die die die die
you worthless fool
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Name: Islika

Creature type: Dark Mistress

Age: 16

Personality: Shy

Alignment: True Neutral

Current level: 2

Gold on pocket: 0

Strengths:
Does not throw herself to be tortured at a moment's notice.
Has a pretty good melee attack.
Willing to do almost anything her Keeper wishes.
Backstabs enemies for massive damage.

Weakness:
Must indulge into her being tortured desires once in awhile, or she'll become antsy.
Easily KO-able and frail.
Cannot match others in strength.
Average in manufacturing.
Can get carried away in her own torture.
Spineless and a coward.

Loves:
Indulging desires/being tortured.
Not being caught during indulging.
Being able to trust.

Likes:
Being slapped.
Torturing others.
Trustworthy Creatures.

Dislikes:
Being slapped in public.
Being slapped a lot.
Untrustworthy Creatures.

Hates:
Indulging desires/being tortured publically.
Being called slut or so and being treated like one.
Being caught during indulging.
Pain caused during combat.
Horned Reapers.

Abilities:

Level 1: Melee
Level 3: Speed Self
Level 5: Invisibility
Level 6: Haste
Level 10: Invulnerability

Other things:
Her skin color is completely pitch black, her eyes a pupil-less glowing white and her hair is blue.
She wears a white dress with same color undies underneath, a whip wrapped around her waist and a ballgag on the side of her whip.

Her lair is a veiled crescent moon, least in shape. Outer is a black metal, while the inside is red pillows and blanket. The veil covers the innards of the lair, leaving only shadowy figures.

Realm: Northland

Biography:
She hasn't disclosed information about herself yet.

Friend/Enemy List:
N/A

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Name: Nerima Spinetail, The Silenced Siren

Creature type: Maiden of the Sea

Gender: Female

Age: 13

Personality: 'Quiet' and clingy.

Alignment: True Neutral

Current level: 1

Gold on pocket: 0

Strengths:
Being in water brings great benefits (Speed, small health regen, ability cooldowns are slightly decreased)
Immune to Seal and other disables, except Freeze
Resistant to Nature and Lightning
Unable to give away information from torture
Defensive is Above average
Enhancement Spells are slightly stronger than normal

Weaknesses:
Unable to Speak
Weak against Fire and Ice
Has no offensive abilities
Strength is pitiful

Loves:
Laia
Dancing
'Singing'
Casinos
Gentle Throat Rubbing

Likes:
Heroes
Water

Dislikes:
Heroes
Really Hot and Cold temperatures

Hates:
Rough Throat Rubbing
Blades
Being ignored
Being alone

Abilities:

LV1: Melee (Tail Slap)
LV2: Vigor Other
LV2: Speed Other
LV3: Purify
LV4: Heal Group
LV5: Rebound Self
LV6: Vigor Group
LV8: Protect Group
LV10: Great Seal

Most Powerful Foe Slain: ---

Body Count: ---

Other things:
Nerima is covered in green and blue scales, the scales are lighter in color following the bottom of her jaw down her chest and to the under tip of her tail. She has small yellow 'spikes' coming out of the sides of her tail and a single 'stinger' at the tip of her tail.
Nerima has no hair, in place of that there are large colorful fins that meet to a single 'horn' on her head.
Nerima wears a seaweed 'dress' that stop below where her 'hips' would be if she was human.

Her lair is a fountain decorated with coral and starfish, pleasantly warm water rushing down from the top and one side of the fountain has seaweed all over for Nerima to sleep on.

Realm: Northland Iceland

Biography:
Nerima was fascinated by the Heroes, making visits to the coasts of Heavenarius to watch the Heroes go about their business. She would usually sing as well, out of the Heroes sight as they wonder and search for the source of the singing, Nerima diving into the water when they got close to finding her.
One day, she was reckless as the Heroes found and dragged her away from the water's edge. The Heroes who grappled her found were in awe of the strange naga creature, but they were certainly not fans of her singing. A swift blade to the throat and her was silenced and left to bleed to death on the earth.

Life still stirred within her, as she waited in pain for the Heroes to leave before she dragged herself into the waters to swim away. She ripped parts of her seaweed clothing to coat her ruined throat, barely able to breathe as she tried to tend to her wound. The moment she managed to heal the wound, she was permanently scarred and can never speak ever again.

Years later, Nerima hears of the attack on the sister Maidens, and she with many other Maidens of the Sea returned to Heavenarius to fight back against the Heroes. Though Nerima would rather not return, Laia went and thus Nerima will follow her.