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Name: Morde

Gender: Male

Age: 28

Class:Sorcerer/Wizard/Mage

Race: Human

Equipment: Nondescript brown robes. Metal Staff (Confiscated).

Biography: Raised from a young age in one of Lordor's many circles of magi, he soon showed an extreme aptness for all schools of magic involving destruction. He also proved to be psychotic. Eventually hired out by his circle of magi as a purveyor of his special arts in the many internal disputes of Lordor, he was eventually put on trial for war crimes, both by those he fought against and even those that had hired him. He currently spends his days in the center of the little town holding Stephen Hawk's Inn, hung upside-down in magic-nullifying chains from a tree as a perpetual punishment in humiliation. His current aspiration is to lay waste to half the town for pelting him with rotten foodstuffs.

Description: A man of average height with grey-blond hair, an arrogant face, and a frightening gleam in his eyes.

Alignment: Chaotic-Chaotic-Evil

Name: Vancleef (everyone who knows him only knows him as van)

Gender: Male

Age: 21

Class: Rogue

Race: Human

Equipment: Dark cloth clothing, and a black cowl. Two daggers, a metal staff, and anything else he wants that someone around him happens to have.

Biography: Vancleef is the son of a very successful underworld trader, he never knew his mother, and grew into the the lifestyle he's come to love. His father used his connections to get Vancleef into a rogue guild at a very young age. Now Vancleef is a high dollar mercenary who works jobs he finds interesting.

Psychical description: Vancleef is slightly shorter than the average man, with short brown hair. He looks relatively normal except for having sharp green almond shaped eyes.

Alignment: chaotic-good

Name: Mutar-Oct
Gender: Male
Age: 67
Class: Red Dragon Disciple / Psion
Race: Half-Giant
Equipment:

Cloth Robes
2 Great Swords
A Ring of Slow Digestion
A Spellbook of Identify
A Bag of Holding
4 Food Rations

Biography:

Mutar was born in the frost mountains of the north to his Giantess mother, who still refuses to explain how he is half dragon. One day, he became bored of wrestling glaciers and decided to descend into civilized lands. Shenanigans ensued.

Eventually he began to master his powers and starting selling himself as a warrior for hire between clans of warring pacifists until there were no more pacifists. It was when he was digging through a cupboard that he stumbled upon a a revised 3.5 Dungeons and Dragons rulebook. Paging through it, he decided to take his next level as a Psion. After realizing how much it sucked, he decided to never take another level in it again.

So he was wandering around the countryside, living off of his pacifist gold, when the voice of the GM told him to go to the Hawk's Inn in the kingdom of Lordor. He asked if that had anything to do with Mordor and the GM said no. So, having nothing better to do, he marched across the ocean into Lordor. After extended conversation with some blind, deaf, mute beggars, he managed to locate the Hawk's in. Barging in, he ordered an ale and sat down on the nearest bench, destroying it. Eventually the bartender showed up with his ale and depositing a piece of paper and a pen before him. It appeared to be a from need to be filled. out.

He began to read. 'Name'. He wrote down Mutar which was his name, then decided to add an -Oct because it looked cool. Next was gender, he wrote down Male. After that was age, but since Mutar couldn't remember how old he was, he wrote down 67. Using his instinctive knowledge, he wrote Red Dragon Disciple / Psion for his class. He knew he was half giant, so for race he wrote down Half-Giant. Next came equipment, so he took stock of what he had. His robes, he two swords, that ring of no-hunger, the revised 3.5 DnD rulebook, a magic bag, and several packages of food. All of this he wrote down.

It was at this time that he happened upon the biography section. Little warning bells went off in his head as he examined the empty section of paper, but he was going to be damned if he stopped now for no reason. So he began to write.

Mutar was born in the frost mountains of the north to his Giantess mother, who still refuses to explain how he is half dragon. One day, he became bored of wrestling glaciers and decided to descend into civilized lands. Shenanigans ensued.

Eventually he began to master his powers and starting selling himself as a warrior for hire between clans of warring pacifists until there were no more pacifists. It was when he was digging through a cupboard and stumbled upon a a revised 2.5 Dungeons and Dragons rulebook. Paging through it, he decided to take his next level as a Psion. After realizing how much it sucked, he decided to never take another level in it again.

So he was wandering around the countryside, living off of his pacifist gold, when the voice of the GM told him to go to the Hawk's Inn in the kingdom of Lordor. He asked if that had anything to do with Mordor and the GM said no. So, having nothing better to do, he marched across the ocean into Lordor. After extended conversation with some blind, deaf, mute beggars, he managed to locate the Hawk's in. Barging in, he ordered an ale and sat down on the nearest bench, destroying it. Eventually the bartender showed up with his ale and depositing a piece of paper and a pen before him. It appeared to be a from need to be filled. out.

He began to read. 'Name'. He wrote down Mutar which was his name, then decided to add an -Oct because it looked cool. Next was gender, he wrote down Male. After that was age, but since Mutar couldn't remember how old he was, he wrote down 67. Using his instinctive knowledge, he wrote Red Dragon Disciple / Psion for his class. He knew he was half giant, so for race he wrote down Half-Giant. Next came equipment, so he took stock of what he had. His robes, he two swords, that ring of no-hunger, the revised 3.5 DnD rulebook, a magic bag, and several packages of food. All of this he wrote down.

It was at this time that he happened upon the biography section . . .

Mutar felt like he had done this before, and then his brain was mush.

Alignment: Chaotic-Good

Name: Luna
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Class: RANGER/hunter/archer
Race: Human
Equipment: Green clothes and skirt, Arrows, Crossbow, Longbow, Animal Traps
Biography: Luna has spent most of her life in the wilderness. She has been close to animals and nature. Both her parents died but she was raised by a druid named Raja. Raja taught Luna the ways of archery. Unfortunately Raja died when she was young and reincarnated as an hawk. Raja still follows and guards Luna as she continues on in her life.
Alignment: Good neutral

Name: John Murrow
Gender: Male
Age: 30
Class: Warrior/Mage
Race:Human
Equipment: Staves of destruction, enchanted lodestones, wand of death, tonics of healing, and a suit of stealth
Biography: John suddenly appeared in Lordor after a failed summoning ritual. He is an otherworldy warrior who relies on his magical tools while still capable in close combat.
Alignment: True neutral

Name: Parlan Smith Zoan
Gender: Male
Age: 43
Class: Mystic /paladin of slaughter
Race: Human
Equipment: A demon which is trapped within his body, a few gems containing souls, chalks, incense, two daggers with gem-studded scabbards and 3 vials of blood.
Biography: He used to be a normal man, and artist in fact. He created symphonies unlike any other, music that the gods longed to hear, and made paintings that seemed to make reality fade. This all happened after he was conscripted to make a painting of a book by a client. Little did he know the book was arcane, and thus when reading it to properly paint it he learned some magic that was currently unknown to the world, or at least forgotten. He then began including drawings from this book within his paintings, not knowing that they were allowing demons to touch upon the souls of mortals who gazed at his paintings. He soon found out that something wasn't right when his wife changed, and ended up speaking with the demon within her portrait he painted of her. He traded his body for it's vassal from that of her portrait which allowed her soul to return to her body. Now he harvest souls of his enemies to feed to the demon that lies within his body, which keeps the demon from harvesting his own soul.
Alignment: Chaotic-Evil

Name: Sarina

Gender: female

Age: 500 or so

Class: assassin

Race: vampire

Equipment: about 20 throwing knives with her mark engraved on the blades which allow her to control them, a katanna, maid outfit

Biography:
When Sarina was still a human she was a part of a demon hunting clan. During one of her missions she was overwhelmed by a group of demons, and fell unconscious. Flur a vampire who was also in the area watched as Sarina fought. When She fell unconscious Flur finished off the few remaining demons easily, and saved Sarina from her impending death.

Impressed by Sarina's skill in combat she turned her into a vampire. The next thing Sarina knew she was in Flur's mansion sleeping in one of the mansion's many bedrooms. Not knowing where she was she gathered her belongings and tried to leave as quickly as possible. She made her way down the halls and to the entrance hall, As she opened the door to the outside her eyes felt more pain than they should when one goes outside. Also the once only warm sunlight was now causing a rather uncomfortable burning sensation. As she walked toward the gate regardless of the pain Flur saw her and quickly grabbed Sarina and took her back inside. Once back inside Sarina thanked Flur, and was about to ask where she was when she realized what Flur was. Immediately Sarina threw her knives at Flur though Flur quickly dodged them, and then pinned Sarina to the floor. Flur then pulled a mirror from her pocket and let Sarina see her reflection, or she would have seen her reflection had she not been turned.

Flur then explained the situation to Sarina. Sarina agreed with the deal that Flur had given her after the explanation. Sarina was to serve Flur, and assist her in her endeavors, which were actually surprisingly enough close to what Sarina's where. Also she was to serve Flur as the head maid of the mansion. Many years passed and one day Sarina was cleaning a large and ancient mirror. While she was cleaning the surface of the mirror she fell through it and found herself in a completely different mansion.

Alignment: chaotic-neutral

Name: Ygg

Gender: Robot

Age: 10 Robots

Class: Robot Druid

Race: Robot

Equipment: War Cleaver, Entire Body is a Bag of Holding

Biography: She was built upon a Heaven, a mass of land sent into the sky on machinery to escape the plague below. These Heavens used land from territory unknown and brought with them both demons and treasure. Ygg's Heaven found an artifact that peered into one's soul in the exchange for the user's sight. The people on the Heaven couldn't figure this out for the life of them, they made islands in the sky to escape a little deadly plague after all. The obvious course of action was taken. Robots. Robots were built. Ygg was built and then thrown away days later, not being able to synch with the artifact. A better robot was made and given the eye and praised. That robot killed them all and destroyed the island's support and crashed it on top of one of the few cities on the surface and now rampages through the remaining civilization. During the explosion Ygg came back online and decided that the burning wreckage she was in sucked and decided to wander aimlessly. She came across many interesting things such as crazy people, magic runes, dog people that insisted they were not demons and to stop throwing stuff at them, and that robot that crashed her home. She also found portals, fun portals. She assumed that she would like to go through these portals and help people on the other side. So she stepped through and found herself in the closet of a mansion. Deciding this was a good adventure she went offline, waiting to either be woken up to help whoever lived in this dusty old world or be teleported back to her own world automagically. Whatever happened first.

Appearance: http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/158/3/2/hello_ygg_by_bluemijumaru-d3iay0r.jpg

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral/Robotic Neutral

Name: Rammy
Gender: Mhmmm
Age: Yeah
Class: OK
Race: Rammin'
Equipment: Party hat. Not sure how he got it, doesn't care how. Provides no statistical benefits.
Biography: Mhmm yeah OK.
Alignment: Neutral neutral neutral
Appearance: http://i2.squidoocdn.com/resize/squidoo_images/-1/lens17022881_1293905967rammus.jpg