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Name: Raven
Race: Wyvern/Catgirl
Age: 20
Appearance: A relatively young dark colored wyvern. She can breathe acid, and has red eyes that gleam in the best lighting. She is covered in scale-like feathers, that are only soft around her face, the back of her neck, and the very center of her belly. She isn’t very birdlike, compared to most wyverns. She is very catlike, and has pointed vulpine ears. Her markings make her look like a cloud in the night sky.
In her cat-girl form, Raven is light skinned with dark hair and almost black eyes. Her pupil is red, and almond shaped. She wears skin tight black clothes and has no gear besides a bag at her side that is but a mere glamour, representing her pouch. Her fur is black and long, but has the same markings as her wyvern form, and hooked claws mount each of her fingers. She is very, very tall-even in her cat-girl form. Ironically, she isn’t nearly as big as an adolescent dragon. Only about the length of a large house. Her wingspan is another story.
Personality: Raven is very, very strange. Definitely a tsun, she will not usually be serious about much. She is a little pervy, and hits on whoever she likes. But she is never sincere in this arena, and when it comes down to it, she will show her true colors as a good friend and a trusted ally.
However, Raven is still a thief. She will never stop being badly behaved-and is consumed with a love for gold.
Equipment: Raven has a night black helm and cloak that changes with her size. She doesn’t typically fight with weapons-usually her claws and breath weapons. But she does have one spear that is an iron silver alloy, whose shaft is interwoven silverwood with strands of fine gold, silver, and bronze.
Other things of note: Allignment-Dark. Not evil, under any circumstances, but definitely not perfect. And not happy about her own flaws.
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Name: Jayna Nevendre
Description: Jayna is a clever little human that gets in trouble, but never really asked for it. It often falls into her lap, because in this twisted world, there are places like where she lives that there are no laws. She used to live with an all human society, one in which magic and all things like it were shunned.
An outbreak of Nightmares took away her father, and when her mother tried to use magic to cure him, she was found and imprisoned. With no other guardians, Jay was on her own. So, she took her pick-pocketing skills with her to the street. At one point or another, she wandered into this town about four years later. At this point, she has learned plenty more skills, and is fairly comfortable. She works at a train station, managing odds and ends, but she lives in these ratty old streets so that she cannot be bothered by law enforcement. She wears jeans, work clothes in general-and has mouse brown hair that tumbles into her almost black eyes.
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Miu-ka finally stops, and puts forth a hand invitingly. “It is just ahead.” She giggles quietly, and waves around a sickle. “Now, get your weapon ready. It won’t be easy in there.” Her eyes paled, and her smile was disturbingly hard to read. “But if it gets too rough, don’t worry… I’ll help you.”
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Name: Umberheart
Age: About nine moons
Gender: Female
Clan: None
Rank: Rogue
Appearances: A dark colored pelt filled with lighter silver tipped markings. She is well built with muscled limbs and neck, and an extra toe on each fore-claw. There is a white mark that looks much like a heart on her chest, but an old scar in it’s center makes it seem broken, torn in half. She has chocolate brown eyes that look amber in firelight.
((acceptable?))
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“Oh, well, if you want, you can go to the arena… and if you win, you will get a reward…probably a weapon.” She smiles brightly, grabbing for his hand. “I’ll take you there.” The door opens with a menacing creak, but Miu-ka walks with a skip in her step.
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“They aren’t disgusting.” She pulled back, her body relaxing. “It’s just… that you can’t trust them.”
A sigh escapes past her lips, and her brow un-furrows as she brightens. “But… since you aren’t human, we can be friends!” Her eyes close, and she smiles, offering her hand. Tiny claws mount each finger. “My name is Miu-ka.”
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The girl tilts her head all the way to the side. “Are you sure, because if you are human, and you are lying to me…” Her small fingers wrap around something at her side. It has an edge that glints in the light.
I swear, I remember that scent. There is no mistake. But if he is telling the truth, it changes things. It changes everything. She thought to herself, her eyes distrustful. If he is human, then this will be fun, either way.
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The bars of the cell around that corner snap shut, and a voice like honey can be heard in the shadows.
Miu-ka’s deep blue eyes shine back light from the torches along the wall. “Hey, you aren’t a Moge-tan…” A key hangs around her neck. She looks human, until she steps into the light. Like Moge-ko, she is not human. She leans forward, sniffing like a dog. “You smell… human.”
The blue in her eyes turns into ice, as her pupils snap into slits.
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me two :3
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After she had successfully tricked the mogeko, Miu-ka gleefully swung the prosciutto over his head. Stealing it was easy, and now he was in chains. This gave her no small amount of joy.
“Waaaa! You are mean, Mew-chan!”
“Nya!? Don’t say my name like that. For this transgression, I won’t give this to you.” The magenta haired girl left the tasty treat behind just out of reach, when she heard a voice. This voice was strange-not like the other moge-tans. It was a young man’s voice.
She hurries to a place where she lays in hiding, humming her tune while she waits for the visitor. If I like him, we will have great fun! If I don’t… well, I can figure that part out later.
“Mmh hm mh. La la la la-a~”
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“La la la la,” Echoing through the halls was Miu-ko’s haunting lullaby, her voice as sweet as silk, and yet bored to death. “La la la la. Hmm…”
Her two black eyes roll up to the shackles whose chains looped into a hook high above her head. It was interesting, that if only she was free, she could be with Moge-ko again. “Mmh…” A plan was forming in her mind, even now.
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Miu-ko
Age: 17
Appearance: A lot like Moge-ko, the girl mogeko-but with clear differences. She has magenta hair, and same colored ears that are always laid down, and a long soft tail with spiky fur at the end. Miu-ko wears a purple and black uniform.
Personality: Miu was once incredibly close to Moge-ko. It was then that the yellow haired demon of mogeko castle decided that she could no longer afford that weakness, and in doing so, she locked away her dear friend.
Miu is crazy. Just… in a slightly different way than Moge-ko. She, unlike the other moges, hates humans. She blames them for the slip into insanity that both she and her friend went through, and enjoys the idea of killing. If lied to properly, she may show you a different side of her.
Equipment: A hand held claw like sicle, claws, and fangs. A magnetic aura.