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War of the Four Winds; i'm kinda new at this
Topic Started: Jul 3 2005, 06:29 PM (335 Views)
Deathscythe
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The winds of war have blown again. 500 years ago, there was a fight for the power of all the emblems. These emblems are Ruby Swords, the power of fire, Sapphire Staffs, the power of ice, Diamond Bows and Arrows, the power of wind, and Emerald Axes, the power of Earth. The winning human useing one of these powers has control over the planet for the next 500 years. The Gods have granted these weapons to the people to once more fight to the death for the glory, fame, and power of The Four Winds.

Rules: No Gods. Only chose from these four weapons. You may own 2 weapons.

Character Biography:

Name:
Nickname:
Age:
Gender:
Weapon(s):
Appearance:
Bio:

Mine:

Name: Master Shafut Jinda

Nickname: none

Age: Unknown

Gender:Male

Weapons: Sapphire Staff and Diamond Bow and Arrows

Appearance: Looks like 20-30s, Dresses in Black, Holds staff, Wears bow and arrows

Bio: Shafut was the last winner of the War of the Four Winds. He has spent his last years making his skills worthy of this fight. He feels confident. After living over 500 years, he feels that there is more in the world to see. He must win this not for himself, but for the Gods to recognize him. All he cares about is his fame and power. The people have suffered many events for his pleasure. Now, he wants more power by killing his son, who has also entered.





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Life is nothing more than a gift. As easy it is to give a life, it is just as easy to take one. The misuse of one's life may end up in it being taken away. As another life has left, at least one more has come into this world. If you do not believe this then don't. Many humans do not understand the complexity of a death. It is much more than a simple stop of the heart-beat. If you are still in disbelief, than your life is useless. All people you waste around will not take you seriously.You must change now or else you shall suffer.

Death is your friend. It doesn't wish to hurt you. It only wants to please you by grouping you with others like you, good or bad. Ying and Yang. One another. If you reject death the you reject life. Let both go and you are left alone in a void.

"History is much like an endless waltz. The three beats of war, peace, and revolution continue on forever."
-Marimeia Khushrenada, Endless Waltz

"Nothing will last forever
No need to stay here
Free you from an endless spell
You should leave now find you well
Let the four winds blow again
You make your own story"

"Of the Darkness
A boundless expance
Join us
And you shall attend fortitude"

"Seekers of Light...
Beleive not in Forever...
Believe not in Truth...
For they are both empty and inconstant, as are all things..."

-All quoted from Phantasy Star Online Episode 3
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Alistair Ravenmane
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Ravenmane {last name unknown}

Nickname: Scarlet Guardian

Age: Unknown

Gender: male

Weapon(s): Ruby Sword and Sapphire Staff

Appearance: Ravenmane has long ebony-black locks, flowing gracefully down his back, stopping at his waist. He wears a black dress-shirt, that's tighter on his chest than on his arms. He wears a pair of black slacks, that are looser after they pass his knee-caps. He wears a pair of tan-colored boots with golden tips. He wears a silver belt, keeping his pants up, that he wraps around tightly once, and loosely a second time, so that it can hang slightly. He Wears a scarlet-colored cape, which is part of the reason he gained his nick-name. He also wears a scarlet head-band, which hands just slightly above his Red-colored eyes. One last detail, he has a golden claw on his left fore-arm.

Bio: Little to nothing is known about ravenmane. All that is known is that he competed in the war 500 years ago, but mysteriously left before it's end. He is, however, after the only person that has ever defeated him in combat, and that person is Shafut Jinda. He is a very old being, who has seen many things that no one deserves to see twice in thier lifetime. Either way, he has chose to compete in this competition, because he has a feeling that it will be his last chance to defeat Jinda once and for all.
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Deathscythe
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Shafut did a little more training in the woods before going into the battle grounds. With his staff and bow, he made complete chaos in the minds of the people. He was very well known for his fights in the previous war. Many thing that if Ravenmane had not left the war, Shafut would have lost everything, his weapons, his fame, his life. Unfortunelately, he knew of these actions and fights to come would show no mercy. There was a rumble in the bushes. A thing jumped out of them and tried to attack him. He froze the thing before it reached him. It was a theif.

"The poor fool was... was..." He started to run. He could not face the fear of what he had done. "It was... was a mistake." He sat for a moment, pondering and talking to himself."I didn't do this. I... I mus... I must get to the fighting grounds. This war must be fought before it is won."
Life is nothing more than a gift. As easy it is to give a life, it is just as easy to take one. The misuse of one's life may end up in it being taken away. As another life has left, at least one more has come into this world. If you do not believe this then don't. Many humans do not understand the complexity of a death. It is much more than a simple stop of the heart-beat. If you are still in disbelief, than your life is useless. All people you waste around will not take you seriously.You must change now or else you shall suffer.

Death is your friend. It doesn't wish to hurt you. It only wants to please you by grouping you with others like you, good or bad. Ying and Yang. One another. If you reject death the you reject life. Let both go and you are left alone in a void.

"History is much like an endless waltz. The three beats of war, peace, and revolution continue on forever."
-Marimeia Khushrenada, Endless Waltz

"Nothing will last forever
No need to stay here
Free you from an endless spell
You should leave now find you well
Let the four winds blow again
You make your own story"

"Of the Darkness
A boundless expance
Join us
And you shall attend fortitude"

"Seekers of Light...
Beleive not in Forever...
Believe not in Truth...
For they are both empty and inconstant, as are all things..."

-All quoted from Phantasy Star Online Episode 3
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Alistair Ravenmane
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Ravenmane was already in the battlefield, and was fuly ready for everything. He, however, felt that he needed a warm-up match. He found three competitors, all in thier youth ages, and challenged them to a battle. They, all wanting to make a name for themselves, accepted his challenge. Little did they know that this act would be one of thier last. Ravenmane took out his ruby sword and sapphire staff, and held them in front of him. The boys only used offensive weapons, or the emrald Axe and Ruby sword. Ravenmane, seeing this, changed his mind.

He tucked away his Ruby blade, and held his sapphire staff in front of him.The first boy to charge at him met a most unusual end. Ravenmane slammed his sapphire staff onto the boy's neck. The boy's eyes quickly rolled up into his head, leaving a look of grotesque pain on his face. The other two, after seeing this act, attempted to run, but to no avail. Ravenmane, using the full powers of his sapphire staff to his advantage, summoned a sphere of water using his staff. It was about the size of a finger nail, and as clear as a mountain spring. Ravenmane, however, then let a drop of his blood drip into the sphere. He threw it at the youths, who were encased in it.

"What is this!" one boy yelled at the top of his lungs. Ravenmane kept a calm look, and chuckled maliciously. "This is called the Red Rain. This attack only requires a smal droplet of blood to activate, and a control over water. That's why i chose the sapphire staff." The boys were trembling inside of the 'Red Rain,' begging Ravenmane to let them out, but to no avail. "And even morehowever, when i utter a word of my choosing, the sphere will collapse on itself, and garuntees death to any weak adversary, like you two." The boys began pounding on the inside of the sphere, but did little to nothing to it. "...Die." Ravenmane said.

A little more than a second passsed, and the sphere collapsed on itself. Another second passed, and blood began to rain from the sky in Ravenmane's area. Another after-effect of the Red Rain is that it begins to rain blood. "Jinda... That tequnicue might not kill you like it did them, but it's always fun to practice...." Ravenmane said silently, as he left the scene of his greusome massacre.
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In the battlefeild, there was plenty of people, some with youth and some with wisdom. The first fighter was very skilled. He used the combination of the slow, but powerful Emerald Axe and the fast Diamond Bow to an ever great advantage. There glaring eyes met with fury. Shafut's first fight had begone.

With the swing of his mighty axe he hit the ground and it rose above like a cliff. Once it was raised, he took his bow and fired. The only thing from his Diamond bow that you can hear is it's whistle through the sonic barrier. It had hit a skim of my hair. "Oh, I'm sorry. Next time I'll aim better, your majesty."He fired three more bows. I tried to a void them, but it was to no use. The first one missed completely, the second one skimmed my arm, leaving a hudge bloody mark. The last one hit my foot directly.

I am unable to run and this guy has a good shot. I hid under the cliff. "You can't hide forever." said the wise one. I took the bow out of my foot and examined it. It seems that the arrow had been made for greater speed and more accuracy. I kept the arrow. I used the power of the bow to use the winds levitate off the ground.

With the staff in one hand and the bow in my other, I was prepared to show him who I really was. He shot an arrow, but I froze it in mid air. Now, I was right above this guy's head. I slammed my staff upon his head, he became unconscious and slowly engulfed in ice. I now took out my bow. I took his arrow out and prepaired to shoot." You live the way of the bow, you die the way of the bow." The arrow shot right through the ice. I sat on the cliff, using the winds to gather herbs to help heal my wounds.
Life is nothing more than a gift. As easy it is to give a life, it is just as easy to take one. The misuse of one's life may end up in it being taken away. As another life has left, at least one more has come into this world. If you do not believe this then don't. Many humans do not understand the complexity of a death. It is much more than a simple stop of the heart-beat. If you are still in disbelief, than your life is useless. All people you waste around will not take you seriously.You must change now or else you shall suffer.

Death is your friend. It doesn't wish to hurt you. It only wants to please you by grouping you with others like you, good or bad. Ying and Yang. One another. If you reject death the you reject life. Let both go and you are left alone in a void.

"History is much like an endless waltz. The three beats of war, peace, and revolution continue on forever."
-Marimeia Khushrenada, Endless Waltz

"Nothing will last forever
No need to stay here
Free you from an endless spell
You should leave now find you well
Let the four winds blow again
You make your own story"

"Of the Darkness
A boundless expance
Join us
And you shall attend fortitude"

"Seekers of Light...
Beleive not in Forever...
Believe not in Truth...
For they are both empty and inconstant, as are all things..."

-All quoted from Phantasy Star Online Episode 3
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Ravenmane had found himself an older opponent, of about five hundred thirty years. When this person saw Ravenmane, his eyes shot open, his heart began to quickly beat, and he started hyperventilating. Ravenmane smiled maliciously at the mere sight of this person. 500 years ago, this person made the mistake of attacking Ravenmane, and was nearly killed. His older brother, however, stepped in and attempted to stop ravenmane. The older brother's name was Kabuto or something like that, but either way, he enjoyed ripping him apart, limb from limb. Literally. The boy got away, and left the island first thing. the boy had an emrald Axe and a sapphire staff, but ravenmane didn't need either of his weapons at the moment. He held up his left hand, and the boy saw it begin to glow an odd black color.

The boy took out three arrows, and fired them directly at Ravenmane, who held his hand out, and deflected them with an immensely powerful shield of dark energies. The arrows rebounded into the boy's left shoulder, along with his right and left legs. His right hand was free enough to throw the emrald axe. Ravenmane grabbed the blade with his claw, and tightened his claw winto a fist. The emrald axe shattered like delicate china. The boy had a look of the purest terror on his face, and Ravenmane's presence did not help it. Ravenmane walked up to the boy's face, and said "Boo." The boy, in turn, began to cry. Ravenmane then took out his ruby Sword, and slashed diagonally down to the left once. The arrows were sliced into pieces, and the boy had a deep gash that began to gush blood on his chest. The boy cowered in fear, until Ravenmane said "Say hello to your brother for me... in hell..." Then the boy began to cry. Ravenmane held the blade in his right hand only, and sliced down, his blade hissing hard ground. Suddenly, a backlash of flames rushed at the boy, and tore him clear in two. "five hundred years and he's still a weakling..."
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Name: Sarius

Nickname: Corruption

Age: Unknown

Gender: Male

Weapon(s): None

Appearance: Clothed in black shorts and a tight, black tunic, so as not to impair movement. Over that, he wears a black cloak with a hood. Yellow, venomous eyes, and a taunt, grim face. Also has short, black hair.

Bio: Sarius is of an ancient race that passed into extinction during the last war. He is one of the few survivors. He has no care for the war that has engulfed the mind of nearly every living thing, and cares only for destroying those who participate. His people were a peaceful race, betraying his hellish and ruthless disposition. Many who know of his kind have named his corrupted, thus giving birth to his nickname. he carries no weapon, because he doesn't need one. He has pushed his body to limits unimaginable by any normal creature, and has trained in the harshest environments, ranging from volcanic wastelands to frozen deserts. This in itself makes him near impervious to many elemental attacks.
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Down through the battling grounds, Shafut found a group of four warriors. Each one had only one weapon, but they looked like they were in alliance. There was one axe, one bow, one sword, and one staff. The eyes of the group's and mine met. Each one had their own battle scars ,their own stories, and their own plans of victories. We met in the middle of our paths. "Yo, are you the one known as Shafut Jinda?" said the axe weilder.
"That I am."
"We need one person to complete our team so we can chop through the competition. As this result, we shall let you live at the end. So will you join us, or choose death now."
"I will say but one thing; if you wish to fight, I will show little mercy."
"If you wanna fight fine."

The second fight has begun. The axe weilder was hoping to catch me off gaurd with a supprise attack. He was tossed up in the air and frozen mid-way. His doom was when he crashed upon the ground in, at least, 30 peices.The ground below me felt suddenly safe. "Whose next?" The woodsman and the ice person wished to fight. The arrows flew with an ice coating. My clothing became torn, with that there was small bloody cuts."I must rember to do this skill more often." They tried this again, with fury. I jumped and used two homing arrows. The woodsman fell to the ground. But the one staff was left standing. "Okay, you die NOW!!!" I spit on the ground.
"What is this supposed to be?"
"Your death!!" The one sliver of sliva became huge and animated with the wave of my staff. It devoured the staff weilder and he died a very painful death.I snapped my fingers and the beast srunk back down into the thing it started as."It's just you and me, now."
"Please your majesty, I beg of your pity and hope that you will spare me."
I shot a bow with my blood in it. It hit his shoulder, not a fatal blow, but an affective one.This one person became my slave and under my control. "You have my pity and are my follower now. What is your name?"
"I am Slifer Lopum the fire sword weilder, master."
I looked around and made another sword fly into my hands. "Take this, you'll need it."
"Yes, master." They sat and talked about how their team work will get them far. The last thing I said was,"If you dare go back upon my training or word, I will make sure that you will die." Slifer commited suicide that night.
Life is nothing more than a gift. As easy it is to give a life, it is just as easy to take one. The misuse of one's life may end up in it being taken away. As another life has left, at least one more has come into this world. If you do not believe this then don't. Many humans do not understand the complexity of a death. It is much more than a simple stop of the heart-beat. If you are still in disbelief, than your life is useless. All people you waste around will not take you seriously.You must change now or else you shall suffer.

Death is your friend. It doesn't wish to hurt you. It only wants to please you by grouping you with others like you, good or bad. Ying and Yang. One another. If you reject death the you reject life. Let both go and you are left alone in a void.

"History is much like an endless waltz. The three beats of war, peace, and revolution continue on forever."
-Marimeia Khushrenada, Endless Waltz

"Nothing will last forever
No need to stay here
Free you from an endless spell
You should leave now find you well
Let the four winds blow again
You make your own story"

"Of the Darkness
A boundless expance
Join us
And you shall attend fortitude"

"Seekers of Light...
Beleive not in Forever...
Believe not in Truth...
For they are both empty and inconstant, as are all things..."

-All quoted from Phantasy Star Online Episode 3
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