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Welcome to my looooooong list of characters. This will basically be a master list that I can keep things organized and also add as I create more characters or edit those that I already have.

If anyone wants to RP with me and any of my characters don't be shy; send me a PM!

Characters:
    Xoren (Classic --- Fantasy)
    Sola (Classic --- Fantasy)
    Kantu (Classic --- Fantasy)
    Pyrex (Classic --- Fantasy)
    Schzaire (Classic --- Fantasy)
    Unu (Classic --- Fantasy)
    Arthas (Fantasy Exclusive)

If anyone looking around wants to give any feedback I'd be more than welcome to hear it!

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Xoren

Name: Xoren (ZOR-en)
Species: Lion cheetah mix
Age: Adult
Gender: Male
Fantasy Profile


Description:
Xoren is of medium stature, not built, but well toned. While he is part cheetah (mother) he does not show the spots that are indicative of that species. Instead, the pale, tan-like, short haired coat he shares with his mother speaks to this portion of his genetics. His lion heritage (father) is obvious through his bushy light-fire mane and underbelly that clashes against his pale coat. While his lion physiology shows slightly, his sleek body is very much influenced by the cheetah in him. The one obvious characteristic that he shares with his mother are his smaller paws and skinnier legs that allow for quick movement and speedy reaction.

Behavior:
Xoren has difficulty making strong bonds between those he is around, but will be fiercely loyal and protective of those he as learned to care for. He is normally level-headed and thinks things through before acting, reserving brute force for a last resort. He would rather use stealth-based and intelligent methods to go around a difficult situation instead of charging in head-on. When angry though, all bets are off. Though it does not happen often, Xoren can be extremely dangerous when his family/friends are put in danger an will respond with deadly force and furious strength until he is calmed.

In normal situations or around those he trusts, Xoren's true nature is displayed. When he does not need to hold his strong masculine facade, his fun-loving personality is free to shine. Deep inside, Xoren cares most for the finer things in life, those that would be considered intelligent pursuits as opposed to more mundane and physically based activities. Though he wouldn't like to admit so, the calm docile spirit of his mother tends to be more of an influence than the de-facto powerful force most lions are considered to be.

After reuniting with his daughter:

Since finding his daughter, Xoren has changed a small bit. While he no longer has an extreme adversity to making close bonds with others, it is still present and tends to cause him to be very careful when meeting and conversing strangers and those he has no previous experience with. With Sola's similar attitude and personality, Xoren does not feel that he needs to hide his feminine aspects and tends to be much more open with his intellectual and artistic interests.

History:
Xoren's history is complex to say the least. Before he was born, his father, a lion by the name of Renith, met a pleasant cheetah in the plains of the savanna. Felicity, his mother, and Renith quickly became attached to each other and eventually made their previously secret relationship public. Unfortunately, this type of union was not accepted within the pride, and Xoren's parents were banished to isolation with Xoren to be born within the next few months. He grew up as his parents lived, isolated and alone, left to his own devices, and scarcely aware of the luxuries that blessed those who belonged to a pride. As Xoren grew, his father, a strong hunter, taught him how to survive in the seemingly barren savanna while his mother helped him explore his own mind and climb to intellectual peaks. When Xoren became an adolescent, his father was faced with a tragic accident while hunting, leaving him only his mother. As she was growing weaker, it was obvious that Xoren was the only way she would survive any further. Months later, death took his only remaining parent, leaving the now young adult the only surviving member of his family.

For the next many months, Xoren roamed the Savanna as a loner, scavenging for what he needed to live. Eventually, in the spirit of his parents, Xoren met Avanti, a mix breed much like Xoren himself. These two created a perfect relationship that seemed to make every day just a little brighter and each breath a bit easier. As time passed, Xoren and Avanti shrouded themselves in their patralineal heritage and disguised themselves as full breed lions. With a bit of dressing up, Xoren and Avanti made the perfect lion-lioness couple, even in the eyes of their new-found pride. In about a year's time, Xorens only child, his daughter Sola, was born. Life went on normally for the next two years, until the approach of Sola's second birthday. On a night when the moon shined brightly in the sky and the wind ran across the pride in a steady stream, disaster struck. Xoren awoke to find his pride fighting off a group of rogues attempting to pillage the pride's resources and destroy those who stood in there way. He told Avanti to stay back and protect Sola while he allowed his anger and brute power to overtake him. The rest is fuzzy, but Xoren does remember his awakening the next morning. It seems that he had fallen into a ditch while fighting, knocking him out, preventing him from facing the death that his fellow warriors faced. As he climbed out of his near grave, Xoren stared in horror at the bodies of those whom he cared for dearly. The only thing he could think of at that moment was what had happened to Avanti and Sola, his only real family. As Xoren approached the tree, tears burst from his eyes when he saw his love, bled to death in the same spot she was left to protect their daughter. More devastating, his daughter, the sun of his existence, was missing. Xoren searched the area for three days straight in a panicked depression, hoping that this was all a nightmare.

Since that day, Xoren has pushed forth, holding on only to the fact that his daughter may still be alive, somewhere, cared for by someone.

Xoren was later reunited with his daughter inadvertently through a series of events.

Family:
Father (Deceased): Renith, Lion
Mother (Deceased): Felicity, Cheetah
Wife (Deceased): Avanti, Lion (Father) and Leopard (Mother)
Daughter (Thought to possibly be deceased by Xoren): Sola, tri-species (Lion, Cheetah, Leopard), mostly lion



The line art I used for the picture is located here.

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Sola

Name: Sola (SO-la)
Species: Mostly lion, with hints of cheetah and leopard. She is only aware of her lion heritage though before reuniting with her father.
Age: Adolescent
Gender: Female
Fantasy Profile

Description:
Sola is a rough-looking adolescent lioness. Her tough stature and strong body structure are a direct result of her lifestyle, creating a very threatening air about her. Her mane is a brilliant red which vibrantly contrasts with her bright-yellow ear fur. Her coat consists of short yellow-orange hair with no impurities to be seen. While most of her colors are one-toned, her tail is a dull orange, a color that is does not match any of those whom she grew up with. On the skin above to bellow her right eye, there lies a scar she received as a child.

Behavior:
Sola is very different depending on who you ask about her. To those in her inner circle, she is an enjoyable feline that finds joy in intelligent challenges and riddles as well as simply staring into nothingness and pondering in her immense mind. Others though, see her as a brute, rude rogue, interested only in the advancement and safety of herself. In her mind, she is a trapped soul, stuck in an unfortunate life of crime and sucked into a group of less-than reputable lions; she is but a bright light shining in a sea of dim crevices.

In her normal atmosphere, which is solitude, she is extremely scatterbrained and interested in everything she experiences. When she is being watched though, she becomes much more rigid in her movements, intent on completing whatever goal she was given or would like that observer to believe she is completing. When scared though, the fact that she is but a young lioness forced to fend for herself tends to cause her to become engulfed in her flight, fight, or freeze instinct, leaving her far from control of her actions. A fierce fighter, yet intelligent lioness, Sola is a formidable foe utilizing both her brains and brawn to create the best strategy for winning.

After reuniting with her father:

Reuniting with her father has given Sola a place in the world. With someone who clearly cares for her above all else, even his own life, Sola feels important once again, causing her to swear off her life of crime. With another intelligent being to converse and enjoy life with, she has become much more open to her true personality, revealing her intellectual and loving nature.

History:
Sola grew from a family of rejects. Criminals, rogues, thieves, and other misfits that did not belong to a steady pride other than the microcosm of society that was the created of these groups. When she was first brought into this world, she was shunned and left a simple beggar in a crowd of those not willing to aid her in any way. Only when she accepted her life of underhanded living did she begin to create an image for herself. As she grew, she became noticed by a group of rogues by the name of Marriage and was inducted into the closely knit group of criminals. It was from this relationship that Sola learned to be a fierce fighter and received her scar.

But one thing has always bothered her. A memory that sticks to her from the beginning of her life depicts a place she never knew existed. A place of acceptance, a place of fun, and, most importantly, a life that was ruled by love, not by crime. Deep within herself, Sola wishes that those memories were never ended, and that her life had not fallen to so low of a state.

Sola was later reunited with her father through a series of events.

Family:
None of this family is known to Sola prior to her reuniting
Grandfather (Deceased): Renith (Lion)
Grandmother (Deceased): Felicity (Cheetah)
Father: Xoren (Lion Cheetah mix)
Mother (Deceased): Avanti (Lion Leopard mix)



The original line art for her concept is located here.

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Kantu

Name: Kantu (KHAN-too)
Species: Lion
Age: Adult
Gender: Male
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Description:
Kantu is a fairly large lion, his physical stature being his strongest quality. He stands taller than the average feline and his chest bulges such that he constantly looks threatening. Kantu's most striking characteristic is his jet black mane. Extending almost all of the way down his back and enveloping his face, it sticks out very profoundly from the common orange tone of his pelt. His eyes stand out just as much as his mane, consisting of a blood iris and a pitch black pupil that seems to not reflect any light.

Behavior:
Kantu can be easily described by one word: devious. Because of his history, he has learned not to trust anyone and instead acts very hostile to anyone near him. For some reason, may it be by nature or nurture, Kantu has a strong blood lust for anyone he stumbles upon, an urge that he can hold back only in the most controlled enviroments. Because of this, he barely thinks with his head rather than with his actions. This is unfortunate though because Kantu is of average intelligence. When calm, he does not often think of his past deeds, for they do nothing but strengthen the beast he himself is.

History:
Kantu lived most of his life as a loner. Long separated from his family after being exiled as an adolescent for murder, Kantu learned from an early age how to provide for himself. He eventually fell into a group of rogues (all of which had extraordinary powers if using fantasy abilities), who seemed to accept him for the creature he was. Soon later, the group turned on him, attaching him with the intent of leaving him to die for no other reason than sick kicks. It was that moment that Kantu gained his constant search for blood. When the sun rose on their encampment, only Kantu remained standing, the others nothing more than bloody piles of dead flesh around him.





I cannot seem to find the original line art again... I didn't edit it yet though, just so detailed to add color too =P

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Pyrex

Name: Pyrex (PI-rex)
Species: Cheetah
Age: Adolescent
Gender: Male
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Description:
Pyrex is a very normal-looking cheetah with the markings that any other would possess. His body is long and sleek while renaming small and immature in the way he holds himself and the way his body moves. While his markings and fur coloring are very close to the norm, his pelt is slightly orange-yellow in tint along with spots that don a darker version of the the common tan hue of the species. In addition, his eyes are the color of captured fire, their gaze burning into whatever he looks towards and never wavering when he is focused.

Behavior:
Pyrex is extremely energetic and can be very scatterbrained. When he isn't paying attention to what he is doing, he has been known to wander far from where he is supposed be without his knowledge. While he can seem stupid as a result of this trait, he is actually very intelligent and capable of planning far into the future in mere seconds. Generally though, he acts younger than he really his, preferring to only be responsible when he needs to be and when it is convenient to him.

Since he has had a troubled past, he is not quick to accept those around him and will keep his guard up around strangers. Despite his unwillingness to immidiatly accept new faces, he will stick with a group that he believes to be strong enough to protect him or nice enough to accommodate him. In reality, all Pyrex wants is a group in which to belong after being forgotten and abandoned by so many others.

History:
Pyrex himself is not very aware of his past, with his earliest memories being nothing short of tiny fragments that present themselves at the strangest time. The most common images of this time tend to be of a battle of some sort and the cries of those being attacked. He prefers not to think of these times, but unfortunately the alternative is not much better of a choice.

After the events that he has blocked from his memory, Pyrex spent his years bouncing between different groups of bandits and nomads, staying with a group for an average of three months before he was either kicked out or awoke to an empty campsite in the early hours of the morning. One group he managed to form a lasting relationship with was the bandit circle called Mirage. While in this group, he became familiar with the leaders Darnuka and Luna as well as another adolescent that traveled with them named Sola. One night though, Sola successfully escaped the group and Pyrex was left to die after the fight to reclaim her had knocked him unconscious. After this event, Pyrex has roamed the savanna, looking for another group to latch onto and survive with.



The original line-art I used is located here.

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Schzaire

Name: Schzaire (shuh-ZAIR)
Species: Lion
Age: Adult
Gender: Female
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Description:
Schzaire is best recognized for her size, which is fairly large for a female of her age. Her pelt is rather uneventful; it consists completely of the normal tan-orange color of her species. Her undercoat on the other hand of very strange, as it seems that her untainted pelt had been dipped in fresh blood that does not dry. Another striking characteristic are her eyes, which contain blood-red eyes and dark pupils that instil fear in most that see them.

Behavior:
Schzaire is brutish to say the least. While she contains a large amount of intelligence and is capable of forming complex plans in her head within a matter of seconds, she chooses to not utilize this ability as often as she could. She would rather fight dirty and watch the expression of her once hopeful opponent turn into sheer desperation as she toys with them. Her combat skills are that of legend, making her very difficult to defeat in one-on-one confrontations. Her weakness though, is the fact that when she is attacked emotionally she becomes frail and weak, signifying that behind the darkness lies a soul that cries for a way out of her entrapment.

History:
Schzaire does not remember most of her childhood, possibly from her just wishing to forget it ever existed. What she does remember begins with a vision of her pride being wiped out in a brutal attack that ended with the her kidnapping; it was later in life that she determined it was to steal young adolescents for slave labor and sexual exploit. The next memory she contains is that of her own murder - the sadistic killing of her captors by her own teeth and claws. This bloody memory is the strongest she has and it has defined her since that day as a cold-blooded killer, capable of fighting anyone and anything if it meant survival or payback.



Original line art located here.

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Unu

Name: Unu (OO-noo) (Latin root for "Lonely")
Species: Lion
Age: Cub
Gender: Male
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Description:
Unu is a very basic appearance. His entire pelt consists of a single slate-gray color that matches his eyes. The tuft of his tale and nose take a deep black while his eyes seemingly contain every shade of grey depending on the angle you view them from. The only colorful portion of Unu are the inside of his ears which take on a dark-brown color.

Behavior:
Unu's behavior is just as you would expect for a cub with his history. While he is not necessarily naughty, he does not truly know how to act towards others and in certain situations that he has not faced before. While he may come off as rude he is, in his heart, a nice soul that has merely lost his way. In general he takes strangers with partial trust and partial skepticism. While he will never out-rightly avoid those he does not know, he will be sure not to allow him to be taken advantage of. Despite this, his lack of connection in his very early cub-hood as caused him to attach to parental figures (mainly those that he would consider maternal) more quickly and with more trust than most.

When it comes to him himself, Unu is not particularly shy or outgoing. While he does hide his voice from those he does not know well just yet he will not ignore or hide from them when approached. Those who do not make a point to be kind to him and spend the appropriate time with him will most likely never hear his voice outside of short one-word responses, and those who receive such responses are lucky enough.

When feeling threatened or frightened, Unu's solid composure will tend to fail and his true cub-like nature will appear. In these scenarios he will immidiatly flock to those he fails safest near, defaulting to the only other being he has interacted with if it comes to it. If there are none to hide behind he will cower with his tail between his legs and whimper like the lost cub he feels to be, to scared to even move his legs.

History:
Unu's life began simple enough. He was born to a lion mother and father that roamed the savanna with a small group. They were very close knit - as far as Unu can remember - but this knitting was not enough to hold off what they faced when crossing the boundary into unidentified territory. As they walked the grassy planes the group was ambushed by a roving band of hyenas, their menacing smiles obviously looking for blood. Unu, being the only cub in the caravan, was surrounded by his elders as his mother stood over him. With his tale between his legs and tears streaming down his face Unu could do nothing but watch as one after one his friends and family, including his father, fell to the seemingly never-ending waves of hyenas. As the final few died around him his mother looked into his eyes and spoke to him with a face more serious than ever before.

"Unu honey," she said with a quivering voice, "you have to run. Run as far as you can and don't look back." "But mom-" he attempted to say in response "No Unu. Please, just go!" With a strong nudge and a final crack in her voice, Unu's mother pushed him away and he ran for what felt like hours as he did not look back. That night was the coldest ever, his fur barely keeping him alive against the wind against his unprotected body. From that day on he continued to walk alone, never looking back, just as his mother had told him not to.



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Xoren (Fantasy)

Reflexive:
Xoren can watch the movements of those around him in combat, seeing their intended motions/attacks well before they are acted upon with astounding accuracy. Unfortunately, the extend to which he can utilize this power decreases drastically as more enemies are added to his focus, making it nearly useless against any more than two enemies.


Aura Sense:
From the constant death that has surrounded him, Xoren has become attuned to the forces of life. With his eyes closed and mind focused, Xoren is able to see past non-living materials to see the life that flows through fellow animals. He is still not sure how to fully use this ability, but things become clearer to him every time he uses it.

He has also learned to move his aura about other beings given the proper opportunities and motives to do so. With this ability he is capable of using a physical connection to another aura-bearing being to inject part of his own aura into them if he is strong enough to do so or they allow it to happen without resistance. From this mixed state he can feel their emotions on a deeper level than just understanding but still not with complete similarity.


Secret:
I know just what to put here, I just need the right time for Xoren to discover it with his daughter =D


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Sola (Fantasy)

Bolt:
Sola has the ability to call run at extreme speeds that cause those who are not observant enough to believe that she has instantaneously teleported. She can not travel very far with this ability and it uses a lot of energy in a very short amount of time.


Solar Connection:
Sola can cause shifts in heat and sunlight during the day, while allowing her to cause the moonlight to dim or amplify in the night. The change in heat and/or light can only be effective in places that Sola can see. She is still learning to control this power, but she is able to utilize the changing of luminescence very well while the heat control aspect of her ability is still progressing.


Secret:
I know just what to put here, I just need the right time for Sola to discover it with her father =D


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Kantu (Fantasy)

Illusion:
By manipulating the minds of those he targets, Kantu can force them into a never-ending illusion of the area they are within, leading them in circles until the illusion is broken. It does not take Kantu much to create these illusions, but the less he focuses the more chance there is of the illusion become less realistic. If those within the illusion figure out they are within an illusion with no doubt in their own minds, the illusion is broken.


Soul Split:
Kantu's blood lust has provided him with a unique power that he encountered after the incident with the rogue group. After killing his enemy, Kantu is able to absorb their soul, allowing him to use a copy of them whenever he wants. By standing completely still and transferring part of his own soul into theirs, he can create clones of them, controlling their every movement and utilizing all of their abilities. While he does this, he must remain concentrated and completely detached of his own body, leaving him extremely vulnerable throughout the duration. If one of his captured souls dies while he controls it, he looses the ability to control that soul forever.

Souls:

    Wex and Nex:
    A lion brother duo that have no special abilities, but feed off of each other in combat, making them incredibly difficult to fight.

    Umbra:
    A black panther than utilized the powers of fear to attack her enemies. As her enemies become more fearful, she blurs in and out of reality, leaving them
with only a fleeting image of her that becomes less and less defined as their fear increases. As long as her targets remain fearful, her attacks also leave them with strange wounds that secrete a thick black liquid which serves no purpose other than to further their panic.

    Eletra:
    A blue-spotted cheetah with a yellow pelt capable of using electricity to her advantage. She is able to create bolts of lightning that can effectively drain energy from those they strike. These bolts also steal a fair portion of her own stamina, the amount directly proportionate to how much energy she wishes to drain from her enemies. She is also able to control sound to a slight degree, muffling sounds that she creates or that those near her create. The more she focuses, the more she can silence.

    Morphus:
    A pure-blue lion that is able to meld with bodies of water larger then him, leaving his own a part of the water. In this state, he is not able to do much of anything other than change back into his physical form. He is able to effect the tides of the water he is within or touching, creating things from slow moving ripples to huge vortexes that can pull his enemies into the depths.


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Pyrex (Fantasy)

Inferno Claws:
Pyrex is capable of surrounding his claws in a sheath of fire at will. This fire burns extremely hot yet does not burn Pyrex himself unless it manages to make contact anywhere but his paws. In order to use this ability though, he loses some of his focus and does not pay as much attention to details.


Internal Fire:
Pyrex does not become cold or even chilled unless he permits himself to be. If he is knocked unconscious though, this ability is canceled and his body is subject to the usual effects of cold climates and/or weather.


Searing Roar:
By giving nearly complete focus to his vocalization, Pyrex can send a wave of heat from his mouth to accompany a massive roar. This heat energy can travel about twice his length before it becomes nothing more than a rush of warm air. At the boundary between his mouth and the air the wave is so hot that it can burn straight through most dry woods, leaving a large hole that expands as the cone of heat does.


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Schzaire (Fantasy)

Blood Pact:
Schziare's abilities are based on a system called the blood pact. In order to utilize her powers, she must let some of her own blood from her body. For reference, blood pact levels are in parenthesis next to the ability and can range from 1 (the equivalent of a small cut) to 7 (nearly suicidal amounts of blood). These pacts cannot be paid with blood taken by the means of another, they must be by her own will.

Focused Fighting (1)
Schzaire's focus increases, allowing her to watch movements in detail and partially predict those actions as well as allowing her strikes to be more on-target and a little more deadly.

Shadow Clones (4)
Schzaire creates two clones made of shadow that can fight individually of each other and herself. They are much stronger in the dark or shadow, but do not necessarily need to be within them to be cast or fight.

Serrated Claws (2)
Schzaire's claws become serrated, allowing her to deal more damage with each swipe.

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Not even Schzaire herself knows what she is capable of with a near life sacrifice. Will she ever need to know?


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Unu (Fantasy)

Uknown:
I'll have stuff here soon; I promise!


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Arthas (Fantasy Exclusive)

Name: Arthas Goldenmane
Nickname: Arthas
Species: Lion
Age: Adult
Gender: Male


Description:
Arthas is a normal sized lion with an average-colored pelt that does not stand out against most other lions. What does make him different from others are the markings of golden fur on the tip of his tail and inside of his ears as well as the crystal-blue eyes that seem to be dyed with the painful tears of his past. Another distinctive feature of Arthas's is his lack of a mane which is replaced by metallic collar imbued with strong magic. His ankles are also bound by similar cuffs, each one wrapped tightly above his paws.

His constitution is that of an average adult lion. While he lacks a large amount of muscle mass what little muscle he does have is well toned and he is completely devoid of fat and excess body weight. He is strong and fast but his lack of physical activity for the past years keeps him at a mediocre pace when compared to most hunters. His body is enveloped in scars that decorate his skin like patchwork but they are very difficult to see unless one is looking for them or gets very close to him.


Behaviour:
Arthas is of noble blood and his attitude tends to show such. While he is very polite in most circumstances he sometimes can come across as egotistical and arrogant to those that do not know him well enough. He genuinely dislikes hurting others, either physically or emotionally, and will tend to shut down if he detects that he has caused pain. When he himself is hurt by a statement though he will retort skillfully and with the sting of a thousand wasps; he will not hold back when defending himself. This is only partially true though, as Arthas may also simply become unresponsive and depressed when criticized depending on his relationship to those that are speaking.

When encountered with a physical fight Arthas will utilize his large pool of knowledge to his advantage, striking pressure points and weak-spots with pinpoint precision. If this is not an option, Arthas's combat prowess diminishes and he will not be able to defend himself well. In instances like these his strategy is to attempt to employ diplomacy, a skill that he has much experience in.

When meeting others, Arthas will wait for them to initiate conversation or introduction before he himself will interact with them. He tends to simply walk past all others, not giving them even a passing glance as not to cause a burden upon them. If one does interact with him though, Arthas will always treat them with respect and expect nothing from them, leaving if asked to or when the conversation is complete. As a result of his nomadic lifestyle he has almost forgotten what it feels like to have someone to care about or someone who cares for him.

History:
Arthas was born into the royal family of an incredibly advanced pride that lived atop a large mountain whose peak extended above the clouds. The lions of this pride had mastered the magical arts and utilized their power over the elements to create a large city for themselves free from the supposed turmoil of the world bellow the clouds that they had conjured. Arthas's parents, Venras and Illya Goldmane, were the king and queen of this pride at the time of the birth of the two heirs to the throne: him and his brother Zyren. Above the clouds Arthas and his family lived the posh life of royals, him and his brother happily attending school and learning the many secrets of the world and how to manipulate the elements with great skill by the time they were adolescents. It was at this point that their mother passed away of old age, a grim reminder that one of them would soon have to take the throne in place of their father.

It was after this occurrence that the dark dreams began to plague Arthas. Nightmares of him standing atop his brother's corpse, smiling as the crown of the pride was placed atop his head by his father infested his sleep each night. Afraid of what these visions meant he kept them a secret from all even his father, until they consumed him. About three months after these dreams began Arthas could not control himself anymore. In the dead of night he entered his brother's room and attacked him with the ferocity of a deranged hyena. As his brother roared in pain the room was infiltrated by guards who took Arthas down and held him on the ground as his father entered the room. Venras had been watching his son closely as he began to act strangely and had know that despite Arthas being his son he would have to be treated the same as any other tyrant.

This night was the beginning of Arthas's five year isolation. That night he was taken to the center square were his offense was told to all of the citizens of the pride and his punishment was to begin. As he laid on the cold stony floor of the city's center his golden mane, the symbol of his royal linage, was shaved off, the magic imbued within the blade preventing it from ever growing again. "Though he is my son," Venras said as the deed was being preformed, "he will receive a tyrant's punishment. For the next five years he will be isolated within the dungeon to face his own crime and after this time is served, his ultimate fate will be decided." His father's words echoed around him as the final pieces of his main fell to the ground with his tears and he was dragged back into the palace. "I am sorry Arthas..." his father whispered to him as he was taken through the darkness and into the dimly lit halls of the dungeon.

Upon arriving in his cell he was cleansed of all of his magical abilities, every piece of arcane knowledge wiped from his mind. He was then fitted with a runic collar and fetters on each of his ankles, all of which were attached by chains to the wall. He spent the next five years in that cell, his only interaction being the common visits of the torture master and the servants who provided him with the small amounts of food and water he needed to survive. After what seemed like an eternity his five years had passed and he was taken, chains and all, to the throne room of the palace where his brother stood atop the throne.

"I should sentence you to death Arthas" Zyren said with a commanding voice that came with years of leadership, "but I take pity upon you; you are my brother after all. Because of this, I will set you free under a set of conditions." Arthas was condemned to wear the collar and fetters that had been placed upon him until his death to remind him of the sins he had committed against the pride. He was also to be exiled to the land bellow, never to return to the pride. These finals words are all Arthas remembers before he awoke upon the dry dirt of the desert, his mountain home nowhere in sight and his bindings weighing him down despite their light weight.

Family:
Father (Deceased): Venras Goldmane
Mother (Deceased): Illya Goldmane
Brother: Zyren Goldmane


Abilities:
Though Arthas's magical abilities have been taken from him he remembers a small amount each and every day. As he gains more experiences he is bound to recall more and more and become better at utilizing the arcane to his advantage.

At the moment, I'm not sure what abilities I would like to give Arthas so this is just going to be a blank slate for now =3


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