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[Dath]

This is a FE7 RP set during the events of FE7. You can not, let me say that again, not play as any of the FE7 characters.

We are members of Eliwood's group, during his struggles with Nergal. However, we are ordered to leave Eliwood's group, in the hopes that if Eliwood's group is taken out, or captured, that we are a separate group of people that can take down Nergal.

Our journey starts during Chapter 21; when Eliwood and Co. get attacked while meeting with Uther, at a Fort.

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Name-
Age-
Class-
Personality-
Physical Description/Picture-
Bio-

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Example;

Name- Jaden Tierce

Age- 25

Class- Myrmidon

Personality- When he was a child, Jaden was a very kind boy, loving towards his parents and brother, and respectful to his fellow neighbors as well as his teachers. He greatly sought his father's approval and acknowledgment of his abilities. After the death of his mother, Jaden's innocence was corrupted, his ideals and personality changed severely, becoming cold, lonely, cruel, cynical, somewhat arrogant, and with the next eight years of his life devoted to growing stronger.

Jaden displayed great indifference to his fellow companions, feeling superior to all of them, including his mentor. However over time, as he spent more time with his companions, Jaden began to lose some of his anger, caring more about his team than his strength. To help push him back into his desire for power.

According to his father, Jaden has both a superiority and inferiority complex, as he is unwilling to acknowledge when someone is stronger than him, but obsesses when he believes he is weaker than someone.

Physical Description- My avatar.

Biography- Born in Bern, he was born to two army soldiers. Seeking to become like his Father, he did everything his father did, including training with the sword, starting at the young age of eight. Eventually, he grew very strong. However, tragedy struck. At the age of seventeen, his mother, whom he had been very close to, died. He soon closed himself off, and ran away from home. He traveled the world, training his sword. He grew extremely skilled, and even fought against Karel, the Sword Demon, and managed to hold his own, for a bit, gaining his infamous scar on his right eye.

He joined Eliwood's army merely to find more targets to kill. He wants to strengthen his blade, and fight against the strong opponents of Bern.

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You don't have to post as much as I did. I just went a little overboard.

[Vamp]

Name- Dmitre (d-met-rih) Flairesulle (fla-eh-sool)

Age- 21

Class- Shaman

Personality- Dmitre is an extremely self confidant young man, he is aware of his skills and isn't afraid to show off his arcane arts, this occasionally gets him into trouble as people mistake his lust for knowledge as him being power-hungry, this however is not the case, and while Dmitre is a skilled shaman, he uses his dark arts as a mage or a monk would use their magic. While Dmitre is naturally charming, he can easily put on an act so arrogant and dastardly that anyone who doesn't know him would be slightly afraid.

Overall Dmitre is very charismatic and likable, he is easy to talk to, however he is a very confrontational person if he feels threatened, never hesitating to take a preemptive strike if it will help him get the upper hand in a fight. Dmitre doesn't cope well around weak people, while he will stick steadfast to his friends sides, he is probably cursing you under his breath for spraining your ankle, he has no issue with taking charge, occasionally to his detriment as his slapdash plans don't always work in his favor.

Dmitre's sense of humor is dry, it's an acquired taste, but the people who've been with him long enough know his crude jokes are just his way of trying to ease the tensions of the mission ahead.

Physical Description- Dmitre stands at a height of 6'3", he has broad shoulders and his body tapers down to a narrow waist, his thighs are powerful from dealing with the rugged terrain of his homeland, the Etrurian/Nabatan border. Overall while his frame is large, it is full of compact lithe muscle, when on a trip Dmitre loses weight fast and tends to lean more to a smil build, but when eating properly or sedentary, his constitution is slightly raised. Dmitre cuts an imposing figure in his loose, flowing navy robes, he often flairs his robes with his magic for effect and it is an overall unsettling appearance seeing his robe lash out, it is effective though as it has offered ample distraction for his foes in the past. His hair and eyes are a bloody red, only furthering his unsettling appearance, people that haven't been exposed to Dmitre's charming attitudes, generally feel tense around the man, though his melodic voice can easily put a lull to their worries. Aside from his cloaks, Dmitre wears desert-like loose attire in tans and creams to help keep the heat out, he also dons a light metal head guard, bracers and shin guards, as although he predominantly fights at range, his skills in combining his magic with his physical aptitudes make him an interesting opponent to say the least, however, while he is stronger and faster than the average Magus, he hasn't spent as much time as he should honing his skills in magical defense (To put it simply, Dmitre has higher than usual str and spd, but a lower res rating than most casters). Dmitre is naturally pale, however his exposure to the sun generally leaves him with a light tan.

Biography- Growing up in Etruria on the borders of Lycia and the Nabatan dessert, Dmitre's playgrounds were the rugged semi-arid cliffs and valleys of this area, While both he and his sister are adept at horse riding, Dmitre feels more comfortable not relying on anything but himself to get him where he needs to go. His father was a successful merchant, which although it provided the family with wealth, meant that he was absent throughout his children's childhoods, Dmitre's mother came from Etruria's capital Aquleia and is the village "white witch" her skill with stave's is phenomenal, she passed her love for magic onto both her children and her eldest(Dmitre's sister Ankha) is a Valkyrie of great note. While Dmitre's mother tried to steer his passion for magic in the direction of light, he failed miserably with the simplest of spells, she could feel a powerful potential within her son and he showed natural aptitude with magic so it was then that she widened her scope and tried teaching him other sorts, while he succeeded better with elemental(anima) magic than he did with light, he knew deep down that it was not his true vocation and soon delved into the arcane arts.

While this worried his mother, the more Dmitre learnt and explained to her, the more she understood that although his power didn't hail from the likes of blessed Elimine, it did not come from the devil either, as he grew up, Dmitre's magic became stronger, and through he does know how to heal through use of staff magic, it isn't one of his great interests, though he's assured his mother he will look into it more closely once he has learnt more in his chosen field. Dmitre joined the rag-tag team as an excuse to travel, though he came on quite late. What he was fighting for was of little consequence to him, he had learnt a little more along the way and planned to put his knowledge to excellent use in the rest of their adventure as well as gain in both strength and skill as they continue.

[Dath]

Accepted. Just going to wait for one or two other people.

[Sleipnir36]

Name: Alexa Dragonfist

Age:19

Class: Wyvern Knight

Personality and Biography: She is very rude against most kinds of mens, because her childhood was under his father very, very hard and cruel (He even punished her for no reason, because her father was an once fameus and strong wywern general in Bern, until he became very ill and since day, he became an alcoholic. When she was 5 years old, she was raised to become as good and as fameous as her father) She became very coldharted and she had problems, to opens her heart to other people. When she was 14, his father died (her mother died, when she was born), while she was an squire under Berns army. When she was 16, Alexa fleed from the army and joined an Ilian pegasi mercenary group. Under the group, she became (at least agains women) kind and polite. Alexa even made her first sexual experiences with her girlfriend and she was soon the leader of the group. She lived very happy as a mercenary, until her group was been attacked by Nergals soldiers. Although Alexa tried her best (she was know as wise and strong leader) she failed and her troop was defeated.

Physical Description: comes soon

Reason to fight: She wants revenge her mercenary group and defeat Nergal.

[Dath]

A lot of grammar and spelling mistakes, but alright. As soon as you have a physical description, you can join.

[Sleipnir36]

OK, let's continue the story.

Physical Describtion: Alexa is 1,56 meters tall and weights 42 kg (sry, i don't know the american sematics for heights, etc. just the french ones). Her hair colour is an brownish red and her eyes are darkgreen. She has an like a wywern looking scar on her upper right arm and her hair are interwoven to a shoulderlong pigtail. Btw, Alexa is rarely hungry.