Name: Zyphrai
Species: Succubus
Age: 1000+
Height (Full): 98'7"
Height (Human): 4'10"
Eyes: Deep green, vertical pupils
Skin: Pale red/white
Breast size: DD
Wings: Black, often damaged
Wingspan: 5'2"
Horns: Both broken just out of her hair, bone-white, left curling back a bit
Hair: To knees, straight, deep red
Tail: Normally injured, often missing the end, ending in a spade when not severed
Rank: Very low lesser demon
Magic: Weak dimensional, little more than very limited warping, enough illusion to pass off as human if the need arises, growth between full and human size (Limited to those), very basic elemental and healing
Strength: A bit above human
Martial skill: Wields a mean clipboard and other office supplies, no other physical skills, no real fighting ability
Powers: Skilled at paper work, decent skill with contracts, fairly good at diplomacy, able to go for extended periods without sleep or food, nothing else
Clothing: None or business attire, mood and task dependent
Personality: Meek, submissive, when working all business and when with mortals fairly neutral
Personal history: Mostly unknown
Scars: Wings and tail constantly scarred, a large one on her back and chest from being impaled from behind, numerous small ones across her body very slowly vanishing, right eye is darker and occasionally turns solid black for days at a time, normally once or twice per month, a long scar down the back of her right leg from hip to heel with another crossing that one at the Achilles tendon, a jagged one circling down the left leg all the way to the toes, countless, mostly small but occasionally large, scars on the arms and a mostly unnoticeable burn scar across her right cheek
Name: Vitreous
Species: Ghost
Sex: Female (Originally Male)
Age Pre-death: 23
Age Post-death: Several hundred years
Height: 5'3"
Eyes: Translucent blue
Hair: Translucent pink, long and straight
Breast size: B
Magic: Fuck all
Strength: Upper human
Martial skills: Swords, normally her own spiritual blade, some basic hand to hand
Powers: Basic ghost abilities, select short range "warping" (Vanishes for several seconds, then appears somewhere else) every so often
Clothing: Translucent grey loose shirt and pants, sandals made for extended active movement, though as a ghost that never comes into play, carries a sword similar in design to a katana, translucent like the rest of her
Personality: Stoic, careful, and distant, she dislikes being drug into extended conversations and hides at the first sign of anything that can interact with her when she doesn't want to
Personal history: An old "hero" from offworld. Was cursed into the female form she grew to eventually see as herself. Died fighting after extreme torture and returned as a spirit through sheer force of will. Ended up on Felarya not long after that and between willpower, stubbornness, and hiding has remained since.
Scars: Has a large one down the back, an old cut
Name: Delasa
Race: Tombthumb
Sex: Male
Age: Unknown
Height: 2.5"
Eyes: Silver
Hair: Silver, long, to mid back
Skin: Pale
Magic: Highly limited options that, with creativity, can be used for versatile effect. Can cast very often. Spells are similar in nature to transmutation; Destruction, construction, and reconstruction. Due to him not being very creative with his spells, it's often very, very basic effects.
Strength: Good stamina from regular activity, fairly good strength for a tiny, can climb things quickly
Martial skill: Limited, but there. Can handle an average tiny in a fist fight, but much more than that and he's shit out of luck. No weapon skill outside of very basics.
Powers: Tends to be lucky, good at talking
Clothing: Black robes with silver trim, a hood at the top much of his hair gets caught in, black pants with similar trim
Personality: Laid back, relaxed, and rarely serious. He approaches everything with an air of casualty, and seems to be incapable of sounding serious. Has a heavy accent even when translated, and would much rather talk or make friends then hide or defend himself from the many predators he deals with due to constantly being pulled out into the jungle alone.
Personal History: Limited to only what he says, assuming he even tells the truth. He claims to worship and work for a goddess of luck, claims to be fairly old, and claims to also have been with nearly every major race in Felarya at least once. How much is true is left for the listener to decide.
Scars: Oddly, very few. An old dark spot on his chest with a light line through it is the only to speak of.
Subject: Bolt's character list 
Mon Aug 26, 2013 5:52 am
