Lord Sesshoumaru
Lord of Demise, and All Things Fluffy
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@Lord Sesshoumaru
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In a small town hidden deep in the region of Hiyatosai, a land filled with many Demi humans, and demonic hybrids alike. living along side many humans, this small province lives free of the rule of the high church, as well as the rulers of other realms. being in a neutral area, the small town makes a living off the massive, and twisted dungeon which resides with in the center of it now. this dungeon known to be the deepest, and most dangerous dungeon to ever exist, despite how the higher levels have some of the weakest, and most harmless enemies. this was a dungeon which once long ago served as the fortress of the late, and once believed to be immortal demon lord. the one which had been defeated by the hero, and it's group of helpers, and comrades. little did the world know, this hero was not all that good, having done things many did not know, nor should ever discover if time told no lies, yet this is not a tale of the hero, but the one who it had slain, or supposedly slain, along with the lively hood of a lovely albino warrior unlike any other, despite being seen as a cursed entity, or even a beauty which would only bring disaster or suffering to those who got close, due to stupid superstition.
In this small town, it was a usual morning, as the guild's multiple desks were all busy except for one. this one had what many saw as a giant woman, which had the fluffy rabbit ears, on her hands, and small parts of her features were also feline traits, if not for the unique coloring, or eyes, any one would see this as a true beauty. yet it was like any other day, getting glares, and looks from others, who kept their distance, meaning little work, yet this maiden was also one of the strongest adventurers known, with the unwanted nickname of the cursed mage of death, despite the magic not being related to death or black magic by any means.
as time passed many adventurers, rookie, and the likes moved through out the day, as a few boring hours passed. it would be as this maiden known as Ms. Tannis. a young looking man, with silver, and grey hair, violet, and purple eyes. wearing what appeared like simple cloth, and leather armor, with the exception of the odd floating shoulder guards, which seemed like some kind of magical defensive equipment. as he smiled gently tours the massive maiden, tapping on the desk. as he pulled out a strange piece of paper.
" Excuse me, is this the guild to become an adventurer, and get the needed ID? I was told by the guard outside of town to get one done if I wished to stay here for a bit. "
in an oddly gentle, and almost timid tone, the young looking man spoke, as he had a bit of a faint blush on his face. it was unknown if this was a joke or the real thing, as it would end up being Ms. Tannis who would need to do a sparing match and test his skills if she was the one to do the paper work for him, however this could also be some kind of cruel joke from one of the guards or fellow villagers sending this young man to her, who did not know the rumors.
@Lord Sesshoumaru
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Name:
Omi Tannis
Height:
6'1
Race:
Rabbit Neko (Bloodline leans more toward Rabbitfolk)
Age:
25
Rank:
SSS Adventurer and Guild Liaison
Class: Wizard
Speciality: Graviturgy (The Manipulation of space and gravity)
Appearance:
Omi Tannis
Height:
6'1
Race:
Rabbit Neko (Bloodline leans more toward Rabbitfolk)
Age:
25
Rank:
SSS Adventurer and Guild Liaison
Class: Wizard
Speciality: Graviturgy (The Manipulation of space and gravity)
Appearance:
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Name:
BelBerith Duke of Hell
(bel for short)
Adventurer name:
Hito
Gender:
Male ( true gender)
Able to shift gender as desired.
Species:
Hybrid Darkling
( half High Elder Vamp )
( Half Corrupted Arch Angelic Demon kin )
Age:
Ancient, and Unknown
Appears between 17 -19 in human form
Appearance:
( human / Humanoid )
True / Demonization form
BelBerith Duke of Hell
(bel for short)
Adventurer name:
Hito
Gender:
Male ( true gender)
Able to shift gender as desired.
Species:
Hybrid Darkling
( half High Elder Vamp )
( Half Corrupted Arch Angelic Demon kin )
Age:
Ancient, and Unknown
Appears between 17 -19 in human form
Appearance:
( human / Humanoid )
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True / Demonization form
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In a small town hidden deep in the region of Hiyatosai, a land filled with many Demi humans, and demonic hybrids alike. living along side many humans, this small province lives free of the rule of the high church, as well as the rulers of other realms. being in a neutral area, the small town makes a living off the massive, and twisted dungeon which resides with in the center of it now. this dungeon known to be the deepest, and most dangerous dungeon to ever exist, despite how the higher levels have some of the weakest, and most harmless enemies. this was a dungeon which once long ago served as the fortress of the late, and once believed to be immortal demon lord. the one which had been defeated by the hero, and it's group of helpers, and comrades. little did the world know, this hero was not all that good, having done things many did not know, nor should ever discover if time told no lies, yet this is not a tale of the hero, but the one who it had slain, or supposedly slain, along with the lively hood of a lovely albino warrior unlike any other, despite being seen as a cursed entity, or even a beauty which would only bring disaster or suffering to those who got close, due to stupid superstition.
In this small town, it was a usual morning, as the guild's multiple desks were all busy except for one. this one had what many saw as a giant woman, which had the fluffy rabbit ears, on her hands, and small parts of her features were also feline traits, if not for the unique coloring, or eyes, any one would see this as a true beauty. yet it was like any other day, getting glares, and looks from others, who kept their distance, meaning little work, yet this maiden was also one of the strongest adventurers known, with the unwanted nickname of the cursed mage of death, despite the magic not being related to death or black magic by any means.
as time passed many adventurers, rookie, and the likes moved through out the day, as a few boring hours passed. it would be as this maiden known as Ms. Tannis. a young looking man, with silver, and grey hair, violet, and purple eyes. wearing what appeared like simple cloth, and leather armor, with the exception of the odd floating shoulder guards, which seemed like some kind of magical defensive equipment. as he smiled gently tours the massive maiden, tapping on the desk. as he pulled out a strange piece of paper.
" Excuse me, is this the guild to become an adventurer, and get the needed ID? I was told by the guard outside of town to get one done if I wished to stay here for a bit. "
in an oddly gentle, and almost timid tone, the young looking man spoke, as he had a bit of a faint blush on his face. it was unknown if this was a joke or the real thing, as it would end up being Ms. Tannis who would need to do a sparing match and test his skills if she was the one to do the paper work for him, however this could also be some kind of cruel joke from one of the guards or fellow villagers sending this young man to her, who did not know the rumors.