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Anne Chase, The Archer
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Species/Race: Human
Personality: Anne is probably one of the most rebellious people you will ever meet. She also has a fiery temper, and finds it hard to make friends. She's witty and knows her way around nature. She's an excellent spy and a very good friend.
Physical Appearance:
Hair: Red, curly, messy
Eyes: Blue
Weight: 45 kg
Height: 6"
Distinguished Markings: A scar on her neck from an attack
Weapons: Bow and arrow, Sword
Abilities:
- An excellent warrior
- Fast runner
- Has a quick tongue and is good with comebacks
Background: When she was 12, Anne was sold from her family to work for a dark kingdom. She spent 2 years there, almost, and escaped two days ago, henceforth finding herself here. She never had a proper education, being from a poor family who lived in the countryside and grew up in tradition.
Sexuality: Straight, tends to make guy friends more easily
Relationship Status: Single
Other: She has a pet called Snowfire (white horse)

Allan Wilkes Booth
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Human
Personality: He is a very antisocial person usually he only talks to his raven which is almost always perched upon his shoulder. But when he does speak he has a low rough voice which sounds similar to scraping of a rusty knife on a wall. He is also wise beyond his years sometimes though he does make mistakes like when he decided to spy on someone which caused him to be forced to where he is now.
Weapons: A sword and a shield
Abilities:
- He is very wise (usually sometimes his anger gets the better of him)
- He is very agile and can easily fit into small spaces of narrow passages
- He can be very persuasive if needed
Weaknesses: His anger clouds his judgment which causes him to make rash choices.
Background: He grew up with a natural interest in books and scrolls but being from a poor family they were very hard to come around but when he did he grabbed it like a starving dog did food. So he had little education but reading after he left his home he began to search for knowledge and still is.
Sexuality/Relationship Status: It's not really relevant but, homosexual.
Other: He has a pet raven called Patrick.
Pelajos Iskilsa, The First Sword
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Half-Celestial
Appearance: Pelajos is somewhat of a paragon. He is lithely muscled and has shining golden hair that falls elegantly to his shoulders. He bears a soft face, with pale skin and deep emerald eyes. His limbs are subtly longer than most, giving his movements a sense of languid grace. Along his right arm is a crimson marking. It is a ritual tattoo, and marks him as one of the finest swordsmen of his race. It writhes across his arm to the elbow, leaving little of his pale skin to be seen. He rarely wears armor to battle, and outside of it he wears a flowing white robe, simply enchanted to ensure it remains unblemished by blood or dirt.
Personality: Again, this man is almost impossible to flaw. He is wise, charismatic and skillful. But proud. He takes his honour unto a life-consuming obsession; always seeking to better himself, to eearn new glory, new adoration, new honour.
Weapons: His sword, Shadow.
Abilities:
- Minor telepathic abilities, i.e. Psychic Messaging.
- Heals extremely quickly; a wound that would kill lesser beings merely puts Pelajos inactive for awhile. Obviously, though, he can still be killed by a vicious enough wound.
- (Improvement upon Canon) Immune to (most) diseases and poisons.
Weaknesses:
- Pride.
- No ability to fight at range.
- Often reckless or arrogant.
Background: Pelajos' father had been a great man, and great things were expected of Pelajos. He failed to disappoint, proving adept at matters of war, the mind, and of politics. He was many a time offered the chance to take his father's place as a member of the council. He declined each time, pursuing his martial studies further. He was soon given his title: "First Sword" marking him as one of the premier swordsmen amongst his race. His pride at this was immense, and he was slowly consumed by an unending desire to further better himself, no matter the personal cost. He trained with great focus and endlessly, gaining higher honors, and leading him further upon his obsessive path of self-improvement.
Sexuality/Relationship Status: Single Heterosexual. Not that it likely matters.
Other: Often prefers to be called by his family name: "Iskilsa".
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Half-Celestial
Appearance: Pelajos is somewhat of a paragon. He is lithely muscled and has shining golden hair that falls elegantly to his shoulders. He bears a soft face, with pale skin and deep emerald eyes. His limbs are subtly longer than most, giving his movements a sense of languid grace. Along his right arm is a crimson marking. It is a ritual tattoo, and marks him as one of the finest swordsmen of his race. It writhes across his arm to the elbow, leaving little of his pale skin to be seen. He rarely wears armor to battle, and outside of it he wears a flowing white robe, simply enchanted to ensure it remains unblemished by blood or dirt.
Personality: Again, this man is almost impossible to flaw. He is wise, charismatic and skillful. But proud. He takes his honour unto a life-consuming obsession; always seeking to better himself, to eearn new glory, new adoration, new honour.
Weapons: His sword, Shadow.
Abilities:
- Minor telepathic abilities, i.e. Psychic Messaging.
- Heals extremely quickly; a wound that would kill lesser beings merely puts Pelajos inactive for awhile. Obviously, though, he can still be killed by a vicious enough wound.
- (Improvement upon Canon) Immune to (most) diseases and poisons.
Weaknesses:
- Pride.
- No ability to fight at range.
- Often reckless or arrogant.
Background: Pelajos' father had been a great man, and great things were expected of Pelajos. He failed to disappoint, proving adept at matters of war, the mind, and of politics. He was many a time offered the chance to take his father's place as a member of the council. He declined each time, pursuing his martial studies further. He was soon given his title: "First Sword" marking him as one of the premier swordsmen amongst his race. His pride at this was immense, and he was slowly consumed by an unending desire to further better himself, no matter the personal cost. He trained with great focus and endlessly, gaining higher honors, and leading him further upon his obsessive path of self-improvement.
Sexuality/Relationship Status: Single Heterosexual. Not that it likely matters.
Other: Often prefers to be called by his family name: "Iskilsa".

Morph Merlin
Age: About 1240
Gender: Unknown (before the curse - male)
Species/Race: Cursed wizard
Personality/Background: Before landing on the island about 1200 years ago Morph was an simple sailor with a somewhat extraordinary gift. During a trip from the Port of Alexandria his ship sailed right into a storm that brought him to the island of the Labyrinth. Being a free spirit and not tolerating any authority, Morph managed to make the tenants of the island angry and was cursed with a power that multiplied his own gift by the force of 1000. He can have a thousand faces, that change according to the situation. Since coming to this life-changing no man's land Morph has found his refuge in the caves of the rocky shores, from where he seldomly exits to play tricks on the newcomers and the White Keeper.
Equipment: Books... lots of them
Abilities:
- Shapeshifting
- Healing small injuries
- Occasional predictions of the future
Weaknesses:
- Fear of hight and sunlight
Background: Unknown due to age, no known family members left
Sexuality/Relationship Status: Unknown

Henry Sturgis, The Hooded One
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Human
Personality: Henry is a very precautionary at times. But also can be very reckless, while he is also fun loving which causes said recklessness. Now he can be very quick to judge which causes him to like you or immediately not like you.
Weapons: An ax
Abilities:
- He is a great horseman
- He is a great axeman
- He is very very quick
Weaknesses:
- Recklessness and anger
Background: Henry grew up as the son of a rich scholar and when his father died he followed in his foot steps and became the same. One day he went out to sea to find a certain animal rumored in the area. Unfortunately he got sucked out to a storm which sunk his boat. It should have killed him but he survived and washed up on this island.
Sexuality/Relationship Status: Homosexual
Other: Has a black horse named Jax

Charlie Millar [LEFT THE GAME]
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Species/Race: Light witch
Personality: Charlie is very confident, and you can tell. She is very smart, and quick on her feet. She is pretty funny, and is always cracking lame jokes, especially when she's nervous. She is super tough, and not one to cry. When she does cry, which is never, she is hurt. Badly. She has a nastily temper, and is very very temper.
Appearance:
Hair: Blonde w/ brown highlights, messy curls
Eyes: Light brown
Weight: 126 pounds
Height: 5'6
Skin Tone: Very tan...spends a lot of time outside.
Distinguishing marks: None
Abilities:
- Light bending (Can turn dark to light, and light to dark)
- Very quick with a sword
- A good runner
Weaknesses:
Her pride. She is very pride full. If you challenge her...no matter what it is, she'll do it.
Background: She comes from a small town in a far off place...that is secret. She cant expose where shes from..or she will be hunted down and killed. She ran away when she was 10 because she family hated her, and thought she was too much like a boy...so she left, and never wanted to go back.
Sexuality/Relationship Status: Heterosexual/Single
Note from the Keeper: Do read this character's profile in the [Request a Character] thread. One of the most thoroughly written so far.

Lysander Demetriou, The Hound of Hell Fire
Age: 732, 16 in appearence
Gender: Of the female persuasion when in her human form, however upon transforming into her demonic self, she loses her sex
Species/Race: Hell Hound
Personality:
Stubborn
Lysander is- and must always remain- 100% right. She hates being otherwise, and sees it as a weakness to herself for not knowing better. She often tries to counter arguments with her own witty banter even if it is redundant to the point at hand. As long as she gets the last say, she is satisfied. She is also not one to let go of a grudge... Being a hell hound does not necessarily give her the qualities of innate forgiveness and benevolence, of course...
"I'm wrong? Are you sure about that? Or could it be that I am completely correct but in a different aspect? You have to realize that everything is multi-dimensional... Even facts!"
Passionate
Needless to say, Lysander's personality is much like her hair... Fiery. Never mess with those that she cares for or offend her on any personal level, because she is not one to hold back... She believes in making an impression, so if knocking off a few heads will get her point across, so be it! Her emotions weigh the brunt of many of her decisions, despite the fact that she likes to think of herself in control at all times. She is a woman, after all... Even she cannot suppress that part of her.
Adroit
Lysander is a master of manipulating... Though she may not be in total control of her own emotions, she is skilled in handling certain situations and bending them in her favor. It is a social trait that she uses when she sees that physical strength won't get her anywhere. She often employs her lustful vixen routine in order to wrap men around her finger... But she is also capable of playing coy if need be. She is a good judge of character, and coupled with her huntress instincts, she is good at predicting what reactions she can bring forth from others.
Courageous
In both the Hellish and human realms, you don't get very far cowering in fear at every corner. Despite her youth, Lysander learned long ago to fight for herself no matter the obstacle. She has a great amount of self-confidence in her abilities, a useful thing to have in the face of the most imminent danger. Lysander is a warrior, a fighter, with a heart heavy with determination and perseverance.
Physical Appearance:
Lysander is a rather attractive young woman, that much is certain. She has a delicately-bronzed cappuccino complexion that is devoid of visible flaws. Her hair is a vibrant scarlet-red that looks akin to flames in the sunlight. Her eyes appear hazel from afar, but are actually a molten gold hue.
"Do you see something that you like? Unfortunately, I only wish I could say the same..."
As a hell hound, her body structure morphs into that of a large canine. Standing on all four paws, she reaches a height of 6 feet and 9 inches, and stretches out to over 7 feet length-wise. Her fur is sleek and inky black that bristles at the tips. Running along her torso and legs are red Hell markings. She also has tufts of crimson fur along her hears and the crown of her head. Her tail is 6 feet in length and is lethal when she whips it about with enough momentum.
Abilities:
- Predator Instinct
- Hell-Fire Manipulation
- Feral Mind
Weaknesses:
- Lysander has the curiosity of a puppy... She often finds herself in situations due to her inability to leave well enough alone.
- As mentioned, she has an inborn weakness to anything pertaining to 'light' or of the 'blessed' persuasion.
Background: Lysander was born in this world as the illegitimate daughter of Cerberus. Her mother is unknown, but it said to those that have witnessed her conception that she is part of the fire nymph lineage... Her other half-siblings are scattered along the Earth, and never had she the chance to come into contact with them. Upon her birth, Cerberus trained her up in the ways of the hell hound, demanding that she carry on his name. Upon seeing that she was not progressing as swiftly as he had at her age, he banished her to the human world where she wandered for years.
Family: Lysander's mother is unknown, but it is believed that she was a fire nymph. Her father is Cerberus, the three-headed demon dog that stands guard over the gates of Hades.
Sexuality: Omnisexual, tends to lean toward men
Relationship Status: Single

Lysander Demetriou, The Hound of Hell Fire
Age: 732, 16 in appearence
Gender: Of the female persuasion when in her human form, however upon transforming into her demonic self, she loses her sex
Species/Race: Hell Hound
Personality:
Stubborn
Lysander is- and must always remain- 100% right. She hates being otherwise, and sees it as a weakness to herself for not knowing better. She often tries to counter arguments with her own witty banter even if it is redundant to the point at hand. As long as she gets the last say, she is satisfied. She is also not one to let go of a grudge... Being a hell hound does not necessarily give her the qualities of innate forgiveness and benevolence, of course...
"I'm wrong? Are you sure about that? Or could it be that I am completely correct but in a different aspect? You have to realize that everything is multi-dimensional... Even facts!"
Passionate
Needless to say, Lysander's personality is much like her hair... Fiery. Never mess with those that she cares for or offend her on any personal level, because she is not one to hold back... She believes in making an impression, so if knocking off a few heads will get her point across, so be it! Her emotions weigh the brunt of many of her decisions, despite the fact that she likes to think of herself in control at all times. She is a woman, after all... Even she cannot suppress that part of her.
Adroit
Lysander is a master of manipulating... Though she may not be in total control of her own emotions, she is skilled in handling certain situations and bending them in her favor. It is a social trait that she uses when she sees that physical strength won't get her anywhere. She often employs her lustful vixen routine in order to wrap men around her finger... But she is also capable of playing coy if need be. She is a good judge of character, and coupled with her huntress instincts, she is good at predicting what reactions she can bring forth from others.
Courageous
In both the Hellish and human realms, you don't get very far cowering in fear at every corner. Despite her youth, Lysander learned long ago to fight for herself no matter the obstacle. She has a great amount of self-confidence in her abilities, a useful thing to have in the face of the most imminent danger. Lysander is a warrior, a fighter, with a heart heavy with determination and perseverance.
Physical Appearance:
Lysander is a rather attractive young woman, that much is certain. She has a delicately-bronzed cappuccino complexion that is devoid of visible flaws. Her hair is a vibrant scarlet-red that looks akin to flames in the sunlight. Her eyes appear hazel from afar, but are actually a molten gold hue.
"Do you see something that you like? Unfortunately, I only wish I could say the same..."
As a hell hound, her body structure morphs into that of a large canine. Standing on all four paws, she reaches a height of 6 feet and 9 inches, and stretches out to over 7 feet length-wise. Her fur is sleek and inky black that bristles at the tips. Running along her torso and legs are red Hell markings. She also has tufts of crimson fur along her hears and the crown of her head. Her tail is 6 feet in length and is lethal when she whips it about with enough momentum.
Abilities:
- Predator Instinct
- Hell-Fire Manipulation
- Feral Mind
Weaknesses:
- Lysander has the curiosity of a puppy... She often finds herself in situations due to her inability to leave well enough alone.
- As mentioned, she has an inborn weakness to anything pertaining to 'light' or of the 'blessed' persuasion.
Background: Lysander was born in this world as the illegitimate daughter of Cerberus. Her mother is unknown, but it said to those that have witnessed her conception that she is part of the fire nymph lineage... Her other half-siblings are scattered along the Earth, and never had she the chance to come into contact with them. Upon her birth, Cerberus trained her up in the ways of the hell hound, demanding that she carry on his name. Upon seeing that she was not progressing as swiftly as he had at her age, he banished her to the human world where she wandered for years.
Family: Lysander's mother is unknown, but it is believed that she was a fire nymph. Her father is Cerberus, the three-headed demon dog that stands guard over the gates of Hades.
Sexuality: Omnisexual, tends to lean toward men
Relationship Status: Single

Melina Mikaelson, The Princess
Age: Looks 24, but is thousands of years old
Gender: Female
Species/Race: Vampire
Personality: She's a very up beat kind of person who loves to figure most things on her own. She makes friends easily but isn't dependent on them.
Weapons: She normally caries around a bow and an ancient sword
Abilities:
- Able to glide
- Illusions
- Able to compel anyone with a weak will
Weaknesses:
- Sunlight
- Falling in love
- Not feeding
Background: Melina was born and raised in Venice, Italy where most of her human life was spent. When she was 24 years old she was happily married with a prince that actually let her do what she wanted. One night when her and her husband were sleeping and there was a sudden knock on the door. She frowned making her way to the door before it was kicked in. Standing in front of her was a man about the same age she was. The man took her in his arms and bit her. When she became a vampire she ended up having to leave her family.
Story: Melina ends up on the island when she is on her way to her home in Spain. The ship got caught in a storm while she was asleep in her coffin. Seeking to the fact her coffin was light it just drifted to the shore of the island.
Sexuality/Relationship Status: Single and straight