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Some Words from the Author
The Dark Sky Chronicles come straight from my head, with various inspirational points. If anything is taken off of this website, I would appreciate it being mentioned that it has come from the rightful owner. All character pictures are drawn by me, with the exception of Kaia and Aeres, whom were drawn by my sister (the rightful creator). Most of these big flashy pictures you are seeing were not drawn by me. Various download images were put here to brighten the setting, and I would like to say that those pics belong to there respective owners. |
Korban Dallas
Race:Human
Sex:Male
Age:19
Height:6'3"
Weight:293lbs
Hair Color:Brown
Hair:Midback braids
Eye Color:Green
Class:Drunken Master/Warrior
Prefered Weapon:Scythe
Born to a family that was neither rich nor poor, Korban had a decent standing in life. His father was an excommunicated knight, haveing been cut off from the church when he had tried to expose its corruption and thievery to the people who where under its control at the time. His father, Dallas, married Roseta shortly after, and after a period of nearly 3 years Korban was born. His father's genes of chivalry live on in Korban, and his code of justice is great. He inherits most of his looks from his mother, who was the one Korban spent most of his time with while his father was away. When he wasn't at home, Korban was out playing "Heroes" with his friend Zane. When news was recieved of his father's 'traitorous death' one day, Korban vowed to his mother that he would prove to the kingdoms that his father was no traitor. That was at the age of 7, about one month before a strage man from Trevak inspired Korban to train over seas. He then said goodbye to his mother and to Zane, and went on his journey of vengance.
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Aeres Calloway
Race:Half-elven
Sex:Female
Age:100
Height:5'8"
Weight:120lbs
Hair Color:Black
Hair:Midback Straight
Eye Color:Blue
Class:Druid/Geomancer
Prefered Weapon:Scimitar |
Zane Copeland
Race:Human
Sex:Male
Age:19
Height:5'11"
Weight:215lbs
Hair Color:Black
Hair:3In.'spikes'
Eye Color:Blue
Class:Cleric/Templar
Prefered Weapon:Greatsword
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Kaia Tearuin
Race:Elf
Sex:Female
Age:200
Height:6'0"
Weight:120lbs
Hair Color:Blonde
Hair:Midback Straight
Eye Color:Cerulean
Class:Sorceress
Prefered Weapon:Shortspear |
Gryzz Gado
Race:Human
Sex:Male
Age:19
Height:6'5"
Weight:340lbs
Hair Color:Blue
Hair:Shoulderlength Dreads
Eye Color:Brown
Class:Barbarian
Prefered Weapon:Greataxe
A member of the northeastern barbarian clan Gado, Gryzz grew up with the weight of supporting his tribe on his shoulders. As a child, he showed great skill as a hunter, acting purely on instinct until the kill was made. As time progressed, the young Gado trained himself brutally, never being pleased with his physical strength. When a foreigner was said to be in their territory, Gryzz was the first one to go out and defend his homeland. The opponent he met was fast, and after hours of vicous battling and the spilling of much blood, neither could draw upon enough strength to make another attack attempt. Gryzz was stunned by this individuals display of battle prowess, which he reflected was much like the mountain cats in the region nearby, and asked the man to join with him to protect his tribe. The man, Trent, became one of Gryzz's best friends, helping him out as much as he could. After an attack by an unknown force on the village, leaving much of it destroyed, the elders that remained sent Gryzz on a quest for knowledge, so that in the future they could better protect their domain. They gave him a fabled axe, the clan symbol by all means, called Norok-de-estin. The axe was mammoth in size, and was one of the only things Gryzz had to remind him of all those back at his home that so eagerly await his return.
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Laucian "Trent" Amakiir
Race:Half-elven
Sex:Male
Age:52
Height:6'4"
Weight:190lbs
Hair Color:Blonde
Hair:Shoulderlength Part
Eye Color:Blue
Class:Ranger
Prefered Weapon:Longbow
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Mitosi Karibe
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Age: 25
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 155lbs
Hair color: Red
Hair: long in back
Eye color: Lavender
Prefered Weapon: No-dachi |
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Whitefire Lorenthalis
Race:Human
Sex:male
Age:21
Height:6'0"
Weight:162lbs
Hair Color:Platinum Blonde
Hair:Midback straight
Eye Color:Green
Class:Cleric/Healer
Prefered Weapon:Heavy mace
From a long line of clerics, Whitefire was born into the family tradition of religious beliefs. His father taught him the ways of Pelor, a famous god of good, and his mother taught him the politness that would one day rule his life. As he reached the age at which he would start his more formal teachings of the clergy, Whitefire was givin a momento chain by his mother so that even though he was away from his family, he could always remember that he was a part of the family and would never be forgotten. Three years past by as Whitefire trained at the temple, and it seemed as though Pelor himself had blessed this child with incredible healing powers, far advanced for one of his age. The head priest began to tutor Whitefire on more divine arts, such as turning the dead and more complex healing spells. After another five years, wird came back from his town that they would be much overjoyed if he retuned so they could celebrate his upcoming 'graduation' into one of the temple's champions, and Whitefire, missing his family greatly, started home after recieving the head priest's permission. The party was splendid, and he bid his family farewell to return to his temple. Over night, while traveling back to the temple, he had a dream that a man in black with eyes of red had slaughtered the preists and innocents at the temple and nearby township, and an angel of Pelor appeared, asking him his help. Not understanding, he did not answer the angel, and the angel said to retrieve the broken holy symbol if he were to take up the quest. The moment he layed foot in the temple, Whitefire saw death around him. After much time he had the bodys of the deceased blessed and buried, and went back to the temple. Upon the shattered doors of the temple's front steps in a pool of dried blood lay a small cross emblazoned with the symbol of the sun. Whitefire picked it up and then remembered his dream. His story had just begun...
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