1. Ego
   Created a profile thread in the Role-Playing Gallery.


2. Picking up the Hammer
   Has been promoted to Moderator of any of the Role-Playing forums.


3. Sociable
   Made a post in the General Discussion.


4. Designer
   Created a piece of artwork for one of the Role-Playing forums.
   
   Spoiler:artwork

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5. Think-tank
   Made a significant contribution to the Role-Playing forums. - The achievement system.


6. Schizophrenia
   Made more than one main character with the same name. - Nix & Nix
   
   
7. Over 9000
   Made a post over 9000 characters in length. - [Here]


8. Expertise
   Completed a Role-Play thread (thirty pages). - Golden Sun: Advent Of Twilight


9. Party
   Created five characters in any number of Role-Plays.
   
   1. Flora Imil
   2. Nix Imil, Lord Of Chaos
   3. Junebug
   4. Suuri Metsä
   5. Kyllikki Paju
   
   
   6. Mehrune Sinn
   7. Layana "Laya" T'Saeri
   8. Jennilyn Grimm
   9. Ilana Halmari
   10. Vorian
   11. Vorian
   12. Nix
   13. Sandath
   14. Thufir D. Coronu
   15. Vorian Leto
   16. Killana Uljas
   17. Mielikki
   18. Laulu
   19. Tammi Unissaan
   20. Leucos

These characters come from Golden Sun: The Last Battle

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Name: Flora Imil

Age: 21-22

Appearance: Flora is a beautiful young woman with a soft, often smiling face. She has a small nose and mouth, similar to, but not quite the same as thousands of other women. What sets her apart from everyone else though, are her eyes, as they glow with a bright golden light, although the intensity seems to have decreased in the last year. Her skin is surprisingly smooth, and she has no markings on her body at all, save for a rare, still healing wound here and there. Flora's hair has grown to a massive length, so to keep it in check, she has tied most of it in a long braid, that hangs down her back. Only two strands are free, hanging down either side of her face right in front of her ears. Her hair is red and orange colored, intermixing a large range of subtly different colors. Flora usually wears mainly green clothing, usually a loose skirt and shirt, although she has also been wearing tighter tops lately. She also wears a pendant given to her by her love, it is a simple yet beautiful flower with five pointy petals. The pendant was created with psynergy, but is completely made of matter, and she suspects it will never break.

Bio: Flora is one of a pair of twins who came to the past to flee their own terrible future and to hopefully change the world for the better. Flora has adapted excellently to life in this time, fighting alongside a band of powerful adepts who have shaped the world through their actions, she even became such a part of the group, that she was granted the status of Messenger by the gods, so that she too could help save Weyard. As she fought alongside this band, she eventually fell in love with another warrior named Kushluk Shimazu, a man bent on protecting the ones he cares about. She loves him with all her heart, and hopes to marry him as soon as possible, she has not left his side for over a year, going everywhere together. Even when the Messengers split up to embark upon their own quests, the two stuck together. Recently, they have been hunting for Djinn, hoping that the elemental spirits could bolster their strength while psynergy in the world is rapidly degenerating.

Adept Type: Sol

Weapons and items:
Visse - Formarly her trusted gladius, the sword transformed into a different one in the battle with the Golden Sun. The sword became different, bigger and stronger, yet handling equally well to her. The hilt consists of four intertwined smooth branches of wood, which end in a point at the bottom, and split up at the base of the blade. Two of these branches form a simple guard, the other two rise up on either side of the blade. The golden blade is doubly edged, and about thrice as wide as the hilt. the blade is slightly bent toward the top, but that is barely noticeable, essentially the blade is a large triangle. The metal of the blade is still engraved with the twelve runes:
ᚦ ᛇ ᚹ ᚾ ᛊ ᛏ ᛖ ᛚ ᛟ ᚷ ᛜ ᛉ
Six runes are placed on either side of the blade as a warning to anyone who might oppose the sword. Flora wields the weapon with great skill.

Psynergy:

• Flame of Passion : Energises the user, making him or her faster and stronger than usual.
• Shepherd of Weyard : Flora is always connected to the world of Weyard, how she doesn't know, but it doesn't seem completely psynergy related. Even when her psynergy is bound, she can still feel the land.
• Revive
• Barrier : blocks anything.
• Flashstep : teleport for sol adept, leaves a flash at the departing point, and creates a flash at the point of arrival, slightly before the user arrives.
• Child of the Sun : allows the user to become bright and shiny, will hurt the eyes of anyone looking at the user.
• Bright Aura : allows the user to pass positive buffs to her allies, ranging from upping their morale, to re-energizing them.
• The Hunter : allows the user to summon a stone bow with a fiery string that can launch arrows of Sol psynergy.

Djinn: Flower, Bane, Corona

Drawing by Chroma:

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Name: Nix Imil, Lord of Chaos

Age: 21-22

Appearance: Nix has a rather soft appearance, not to be mistaken with a baby face. His face tells of the man he used to be but his eyes counteract that and tell of the man that he is. His eyes have seen the horrors, slaughterings and death common to all wars exponentiated. His eyes are hard and cold. Nevertheless they keep their characteristic color changing nature. Due to Nix' elemental allegiance, his eyes are constantly changing color from one moment to the next, and from one angle to another. His nose and mouth are of average size and quite normal. His hair, however, is what really makes him stand out among thousands. Both light purple and soft blue, Nix' hair retains the knowledge of his old elements, at least in color. In style, his hair fits properly with his new elemental alignment as no two strands end at the same length, even though most reach to near or below his shoulder. Most strands are at least at the end poking in many directions, giving his hair an ominous chaotic feeling. As clothing, Nix wears a loose shirt and loose pants over his rather unmuscular body, under a black longcoat that is tight around the chest, but leaves plenty of room for the legs and arms. The coat is very similar to the one the soldiers of the Red Tower wear, but the coat the soldiers wear, is brown and grey with an emblem on the front of the left shoulder. The emblem consists of an image of Mars Lighthouse, the Red Tower, along with a number of optional decorations that revealed the wearers rank or special tasks.

Bio: Nix is quite special for two specific reasons. He is one of a pair of twins who have come to the present to flee their own terrible future, and to hopefully change the world for the better, so that the future they have grown up in does not come to pass. While he has adjusted to life in the present, he is still quite a unique person, and that is the second thing that makes him special. While he was on his journey, a group of Proxian soldiers, who were once part of a grand empire, generation before, saw his unique elemental alignment as a sign, and swore to follow him, in the hopes that he would lead them to glory once more. About one year ago, the army slowly gathered around Naribwe and when word was received of a rebuilt Tolbian anti-adept army, the Red Tower marched out. They defeated the powerful Tolbian war-machine but didn't stop there. They marched on to Tolbi itself, conquering all towns and villages on the way, and claimed the massive city as the capital of their new empire. Since their occupation, the army has spread out to several fronts and has already conquered large parts of Angara and Gondowan, and the army still moves on. Due to his leadership role and life in the palace of Tolbi, he has become somewhat alienated of his former friends. He has also become a little more anti-social, trusting only a select few people and shunning others.

Adept Type: Eris

Weapons and items:
Throwing Knives - As an addition to his new psynergy, Nix has equipped himself with a great number of throwing knives. Because of the chaotic nature of his psynergy, the throwing knives are mainly used for accuracy and ranged attacks.
Wristblade - As a gift, the Red Tower gave Nix this wristblade which covers his entire underarm, the blade itself is almost two feet long but remains in its tube most of the time. It is thrusted outward by psynergy, although apparently, there's also a non psynergetic way to do it. The blade is nothing special, but it seems to be a good build, and doesn't damage easily.

Psynergy:

• Entropic Shield : it deflects any attack in a random direction, though the attack might still hit an untrained user by pure chance. Bigger and stronger attacks are split while be reflected in multiple random directions. They also have a realistic chance of still hitting the user.
• Exin : By creating chaos in an area, a shockwave is emanated from the region, after which an implosion will occur due to the smaller pressure there.
• Anti-Coherency : Any psynergetic spell or buff will be nullified by this attack as it rips apart any coherent energies.
• Chaotic Warp : Moves from one position to another that is within the mind of the user. Though the process seems near instantaneous most of the time, it has been know to be delayed up to a minute, as well as not coming out where you were supposed to.
• Discordia : Causes the one this spell is cast upon to distrust anyone and everyone.
• Chaotic Projectile Attack : Moves a number of throwable items into the air above the caster and then launches them in the general direction of the target. The paths are wholly unpredictable though, including random paths, gravity defying paths, and warping paths. The chance of being hit when standing still is relatively low though.
• Eris Wave : Sends out a wave of pure chaos out from the user. Bound to knock anyone that comes into contact with it of their feet. Symptoms include: nausea, head-aches, muscle aches, dizziness, fainting, dying, inexplicable new scars, merging with your clothes, losing your footing, etc...
• Burst of Entropy : A burst of psynergy that rips through anything until it has no energy left. It can easily rip through a person, causing massive and dangerous damage as everything it hits will be randomly deformed. Internal bleedings or immediate death are not unlikely when directly hit by this attack. Casting another psynergy to stop it will succeed most of the time though.
• Blur : While not rendering you completely invisible (a blur can be seen), it is very useful as your opponent will not be able to discern what exactly is there, or what you are doing. Note that the same applies for the person within the blur. The effectiveness of the psynergy is greatly improved in the dark or in bright light.

Djinn: none

Suuri was originally created for Mostaki's Star but has since been upgraded to a position in the Neo-Duelist League.

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~ Suuri Metsä ~

• History: Centuries have passed since Suuri first laid eyes upon the world. She was born on a large farm near Kalan, one of the more major towns in the west of Mostaki. Life had been peaceful for the Faeries who were born on the farm, having retreated from the world and politics in order to tend to the forest in the vicinity. They lived a simple life, growing their own foods and selling their excesses in Kalan.
  
  Thus Suuri grew up in peace, honing her natural ability in the Craft mostly in the life sustaining elements: earth, water, and air. Following an uneventful childhood, Suuri was thrust into the world on her hundred-and-fiftieth birthday in her rite of maturity. She travelled the faerian lands in search of a mate, picking up a more coarse use for her magical ability in order to defend herself from bandits and villains. Consequently, her skill in the Craft grew by leaps and bounds. She never found someone to love, though, and after three years of wandering, she came home to continue her peaceful existence.
  
  They say all good things must come to an end. Suuri's good things came to a particularly violent end. The world had been in a struggle of some importance for a long time. People with the belief that all species should remain pure -called the Pures since then- had ceased control of the central government of the Mostaki. The king or queen of this government had always been of mixed blood. One can easily deduce why. Regardless, since seizing the government, the Pures had been hunting mixed bloods to the best of their ability. Mixed bloods were not the only they hunted. For staying out of the world's politics, they descended upon the farm where Suuri lived. They killed everyone except Suuri and Tuomas, her cousin, as they were away from the farm at the time.
  
  With nothing remaining for her at the farm, Suuri left with two wandering troublemakers who happened to pass by at the same time. One was a human called Aranel, the other the last elf of the Raen'dorei called Severein Auronis. A ridiculously short time later, the trio found itself attached to a mission of the rebellion to recruit and train the rightful heir to the throne of Mostaki. With even more new skilled companions, the mission looked surmountable, though dangerous. Through these companions, Suuri began to hone her skills, both with a weapon and the Craft. The previously unavailable Spirit element was taught to her through another human companion, a woman called Samantha.
  
  With no family in their lives any longer, Severein and Suuri grew attached to one another. That was only the beginning, as these things never remain simple. Severein was attached to the power of death, a power that had lost its freedom and frantically sought one to free it. As Severein's feelings for Suuri grew, both their human companion Aranel and the power of death came to loathe her for the same reason: they felt Severein slipping away from them.
  
  Aranel was the only one in a direct position to do anything about it at that time. He arranged for Suuri to be taken and broken, even killed if the kidnappers pleased. Severein's feelings however, had grown powerful enough for him to comb the whole city without rest. To no avail at first, but after sacrificing one of his unique racial abilities, he gained some of the power of death and used it to find his fairy.
  
  He arrived too late to prevent any harm to come to her though, Suuri had lost her connection to Nature that allowed her to use the Craft, and she was broken through pain. Until shortly before, she had known nothing but peace and thus could not take the punishment that was handed out to her. Nevertheless, Severein did not give up and stayed by her side for days while she hid in a bed, coming out only once after great insistence in order to have her wounds treated. Even after that, her powers did not return and thus remained quiet and near to Severein.
  
  Although Severein had managed to get her up and about quickly enough to continue their journey with the rebellion, Suuri's role in the party became non-existent. Without the Craft she had nothing, and she knew it well. Still, she could not bring herself to be even a small distance from Severein, nor could she return his love at that time. Those feelings were there, but they were buried under fear and uncertainty. The physical wounds of her torture was gone, but their consequences were not, and would not be gone for a time yet.
  
  And then they found the heir to the throne, Alessia. A young, mostly elven, girl adopted into a family and raised as if their own child. Convincing her she really was the heir, they took her away to be trained to be queen and to keep her safe from the Pures. At the same time, Severein was confronted by his adversary for the power of death, the one who had stolen death's freedom. He was given an ultimatum. If he did not meet this adversary at a certain place and time, his companions would die one by one, starting with Suuri.
  
  Torn because he would disappoint his fairy one way or another, either by dieing himself or by letting her die, Severein remained with the rebels a time longer. They sought refuge in a safe haven: a nobleman's estate built on a cliff. Suuri recovered slightly, but the damage still went deep. However, her recovery was enough for Severein to tell her the dilemma he faced. On the spot, Suuri vowed that she would never let him go to his death alone. There was no need to admit she loved the man, but she did it anyway. Suuri's spirit had been raised a bit for the first time since she had been tortured, and using that momentum, her companion got her to teach Alessia as much as she could. It seemed more beneficial for Suuri than for Alessia, who was bored by the theoretical aspects of the Craft.
  
  Eventually, the group had to move on. This was the moment that Severein had decided to leave the rebels behind, and Suuri with them, especially since she seemed to be doing better. Suuri herself was a bit torn, because she could see the good she could do with the rebels, but she could not let her elf march to his death, and thus she followed him, against his wishes. Severein had not allowed her to come to a decision first though, and had taken off quickly with a rapid pace. Using her light form and her wings, Suuri was able to catch up to him without too much effort though.
  
  Severein told her death seemed even more angry at her now, but Suuri ignored that bit. Later she would justify this by saying she knew Severein could not win on his own, not even if he sacrificed everything. While he couldn't have, there was no way she could have known that then. Regardless, Severein kept trying to send her away, but with every attempt Suuri became more determined to get him out alive.
  
  Eventually arriving at their destination: a large white marble elven tower called "The Tower Of Fara'Val". Severein's destiny awaited at the top, his adversary waiting to strike him down. Both Severein and Suuri realised Severein could not win, as he had never given up anything other than that first sacrifice. Still, Severein climbed the tower, determined to keep his companions and his fairy safe. Even though Suuri followed him up there, he expected to keep her safe by dying quickly. No hope, just grim determination.
  
  Gaining sight of his enemy, Severein drew his sword and stormed forward, not even getting halfway, he was struck down by the dark tendrils of death and consumed. Suuri, having barely enough time to register what had happened, burst. The shock raced through her, and in that moment of shock, she latched onto Nature once again and broke everything that could be broken atop that tower. The sky was fragmented, the ground turned into a field of chaotic patterns and protrusions, even the adversary before her didn't fit quite together as he should. His eyes stared in shock as he tried to retaliate, but Suuri's rage had not yet subsided. The tower's rooftop turned into a rainbow coloured inferno, all elements of the Craft lending their fury to Suuri's own.
  
  When it was done, Suuri collapsed exhausted on the upper floor, which had been opened up to the sky. Rain began to fall, but Suuri was too exhausted to move. After sleeping a day or two, Suuri awoke to find her former companions standing over her. Even stranger, she was sleeping in a bed in an inn in a city not even close to the Tower Of Fara'Val. For over thirty years, this would be the only hint she'd get that Severein was still present somewhere, somehow.
  
  Life seemed less after that. Regardless, she took up her position in the group, and together with the others, they began to fill the queen-to-be's mind with as much useful information as they could. With the Craft restored to her, she also aided Samantha in teaching the girl about magic, while simultaneously learning about Fire and Spirit, the two elements she thusfar had little knowledge over. Saliara and Ree, two of the elven companions, taught her to use a sword and other weapons from time to time as well, so that she would no longer be helpless without the Craft.
  
  More than a decade they continued to teach the girl in secret, grooming her to be queen. Which is not a lot, if you realise that an elf is only considered to be mature by the time he or she is a hundred-and-fifty years old. After a dozen years, they finally decided she had learned enough to take the throne, Mostaki couldn't wait forever afterall, and not all races lived to be a thousand years old.
  
  So a date was devised, and on that date, the rebellion rose up in full force and took the capital city, Kaila, placing their queen on the throne. The original companions were given places as advisors to the queen, and the titles that went with them, for those who did not have them. Some lived in the palace permanently, others departed after a time. Suuri was among the last, she had done her duty, but in the end she had longed to return home and tend once more to the lands of her homeland. The others remained in the palace, or at least in Kaila, for their own reasons.
  
  Thus she returned home to Tuomas for a while. The farm had been rebuilt, dozens of refugees taking shelter there now, a beacon of hope for those who were pursued by the Pures in recent years. Suuri was welcomed home with open arms, but even the presence of family could not fill the void in her heart that Severein had left and thus she kept mostly to herself, flying off early in the morning and returning late at night.
  
  Another two decades later, she got a letter from Samantha, saying she wanted to meet the fairy again. She travelled back to the capital, stopping by here and there to visit friends. For most of her friends, a couple of decades meant little. Samantha on the other hand, had aged considerably, her hair had greyed, her children already had children, some of them anyway, and she had even remarried.
  
  After a few days in the capital, as Suuri sat reminiscing in the palace garden, Samantha approached her and began talking of Severein, and of love. There was a sparkle in her eye that day. With swift motions, she had grabbed Suuri's arm and removed an old scar with the Craft. She did something else, something Suuri had no knowledge of, and with a display of deathly tendrils, Severein was exchanged for Samantha. Suuri had had no time to react, it all went by so fast. She liked to think she would not have allowed it, if she had known, but the way she embraced Severein there and then proved that to be a lie.
  
  Reunited, the couple wandered the lands of Mostaki for a long time, fighting where it was necessary, and helping where it was necessary. They even visited their friends and Samantha's descendants from time to time. Of course, wandering for such long lived races was not the same as for a human. Staying somewhere for ten years and then moving on would not be considered wandering among humans.
  
  They did have children eventually, though Severein had initially been worried about passing on his connection to death. He never had the stomach to deny her anything she had set her mind to. She did make sure none of her children had the connection though.
  
  Their children grew up and became adults, like all children, and another two centuries had passed. Severein was old now, very old. While elves did live to be a thousand years old, they never lived far beyond that. That was less than two dozen years away. And thus they travelled to Kaila one last time. Alessia still ruled there, and Saliara and Ree remained as well. There they lived out the last days of Severein's life.
  
  This time, while she was still sad, she could let him go. Again, Suuri remained in the capital for a time, returning to the queen's court as an advisor.
  
  The world did not stop turning because Severein was gone, and soon after Suuri was forced to occupy her mind with a rebellion in the east. As negotiations began to fail, Alessia called on her advisors, at least those were left, to remedy the situation, and thus Saliara, Ree, and Suuri set out at the head of an army to end the rebellion. Saliara seemed resigned that there would be war, but Ree wanted to try again. Alas, even with an army at their front door, the rebellion did not let up and the subsequent battle was bloody and terrible.
  
  It marked the end of Alessia's reign. She had grown up, and while not old by any means, she felt that the burden of leadership had become too much. So she left the throne to her first-born son. While the advisors were still acknowledged for their services, each of them felt that their job was finally complete and after a long rest, they left the capital together.
  
  Suuri was determined to try something she had learned, and thus they travelled to Arlen, a city known for its surrealistic sealed quarter where the very reality was torn from abuse of the Craft. Suuri spent a long time learning and experimenting in the quarter, and with a lot of time and nothing better to do, she managed to fix every mistake that was made there. Many a mage travelled there to see her work, a work long thought impossible. When she finally searched up Saliara and Ree again though, they were gone. They had moved on to other things. Suuri couldn't blame them, but that didn't help her feeling alone.
  
  The feeling of loneliness made her travel back home again, but even there she found little support. Tuomas was dead, and the people on the farm only knew of her, none of them actually knew her. The farm continued to live on as intended though, making Suuri's presence redundant. She left again, searching the world for anyone she knew who was yet alive. Not successfully though. Every time she found someone, she was too late, only sometimes arriving on time to help bury the person.
  
  After a century, she gave up, and sought out her oldest friends, the trees. Since that day, tales spread of a forest, healthier even than those tended by faeries. Some have searched the forest for the unnatural hand helping it grow, but no-one has found it. Humans fear to enter, though those that do always leave alive. Elves feel welcome, while dwarves stare at the majesty of it all. Faeries though, they know the hand is there, they can see it, they know how it works. But since the hand does not wish to be found, they leave the hand alone. And thus the forest grows, more majestic with every passing century. And as generations of each of the races begin to die, more legends spring up, spreading the wildest tales.
  
  
• Powers: Suuri is well versed in usage of the Craft, which is her main weapon. The Craft consists of manipulating the five elements of Nature: earth, fire, water, wind, and spirit. Normally one uses the Craft to fluidly bend the elements to your will. Using the ground to create a wall, or the fire from a torch to burn your enemies. Elements can be combined for more complex abilities, or even to create things like swords.
  
  One doesn't have to be fluid with the Craft, forcing it breaks reality, which can equally be used as a weapon. The best example of this is a spell called Faerie Fire, which uses the Craft forcibly, not only creating an explosion of elements, but a chaotic destruction of existence as well. Using the Craft in this manner usually renders an area uninhabitable, with regions that behave in strange way, or even where certain elements simply cannot exist. Touching either of those, is generally lethal. With much patience and effort, such regions can be healed though.
  
  She does have a set of weapons, hidden away somewhere in the forest, but those were Severein's. All of them are either too big, or too heavy for her to use comfortably. If she really needs a sword, she'll create one with the Craft that she calls Kalpa. Not that she is very skilled with the sword. As you can imagine from a faery, she isn't very strong, physically. She was trained mostly in defense by Severein, and thus she can usually deflect incoming attacks. Most swordsmen are much more skilled and stronger than her, and she can't hold out in a prolonged sword fight against them.
  
  
• Appearance: Even with her sixteen-hundred-and-sixty-four years, Suuri looks no more than thirty-five in human years. She has emerald green eyes that have lost their sparkle long ago, having it replaced with the deepness of experience and age. Pointy ears frame a pretty face. Her sandy-white hair is tied into two tails that fall just below her wings, just below halfway her back. Two bangs float free at the front of her face, though they are cut short so they should not get in her way.
  
  Her wings are ragged-edged, yellow in colour closest to her back, but quickly turning to white and then purple. The most extreme tips of her wings are coloured black, though just barely. The wings are rather thick for a fairy, and unlike the most common kind, they are completely opaque. The wings are not as strong as those of a bird, but thanks to the Craft, this does not matter.
  
  She tends to wear dresses, or corsets and skirts, because her wings need to be able to move freely. She prefers forest themed clothing, most often wearing green, or something decorated with green. She also often wears a single sleeve on her right arm, while her left shoulder features a tattoo consisting of curls and dots, which is the ancient symbol of house Metsä, a reminder from when they were raised to nobility.
  
  
• Personality: Somewhat antisocial from having spent five hundred years away from other living being, Suuri's conversations are awkward. She might jump from one subject to the next without much cause, or she might remain quiet while searching for the intent of those before her.
  
  Like all fairies, she is not very prude, comfortable with showing her body in front of others, or making sexual jokes. She even isn't above abusing people's prudishness to get what she needs. She is not of a habit to take what she wants though, as something wilfully given is much more valuable. When she was younger, she was quite playful, and though she has lost that somewhat in the last five centuries, she still finds the quick wit she needs to stay out of sight exhilarating. A chase might do the same thing.
  
  At the same time, she is quite ruthless in battle. She mostly lets her feelings guide her and doesn't question herself until after the battle. She can make conscious decisions during a battle, though, should that be necessary.

I always intended to make Junebug's story into a short story, since Adore never really got off the ground. The idea was just too good to pass up. I still haven't made the story, so, here's the outline (with some added explanation for those who don't know adore). Beware, MATURE content!

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Set in the land of Ralesmare, Junebug's story begins in a guild called Adore. Adore is more or less untouchable, and because of this, it has grown decadent and vile. Junebug is the clearest evidence of this, as she is a sex-slave to one of Adore's most high-ranking members. She doesn't even have a name at this point, she is just his toy, his property.

Junebug herself doesn't even know any better, she just does what she is told, because that is the way the world is to her. She is even passed around the guild every so often. On one of these occasions, she meets Arachnid. Instead of using her for his own enjoyment, he instead comforts her and even gives her a name: Junebug, after his murdered girlfriend. Immediately after, Arachnid sets off to kill Junebug's master and right this wrong.

Junebug has no idea what freedom is however, and informs Arachnid that she is now his slave. Arachnid protests, but he can't just send her away, since she has literally nothing. So he starts to take care of her.

A few days pass, and Arachnid has to leave on a mission. Since he can't take Junebug, he leaves her in the delicate hands of Sasha Phat, junior member of Adore, and probably the only other person who wouldn't rape Junebug. Sasha however, is probably the weakest link of Adore, as she is notable lacking in any skill.

Before Arachnid can return, the Adore leadership plans to have Sasha assassinated. Sasha gets wind of this, and knowing she doesn't stand a chance in hell, flees. Knowing she can't leave Junebug to be raped, she takes her along.

Sasha finds a new sword, a curved one, and begins to train. Two women on the road are an easy target to many, and Junebug can't even fight, so Sasha has to take up the responsibility herself. The wilderness and the occasional bandit prove to be good training grounds, though.

As Sasha gained skill, Junebug began to worry. She had understood the need to flee, but she needed to return to her master sooner, rather than later. So she began to urge Sasha to take her back. The unlikely duo set out and began to visit towns again, trying to get word of where to find Arachnid. Quite a lot of time had passed and Sasha couldn't really stroll into Adore headquarters and ask.

Sadly, no word of Arachnid could be heard anywhere. As Sasha began to have more time for Junebug on their long journey, she began to fall in love with the girl, because of her almost stubborn loyalty to a man who would rather see her live her own life.

Junebug rather crudely offers her body to Sasha if she wants it, but Sasha refuses. It's not what she wants. So they continue their search for Arachnid. After a while, they come across a sketch of a man named Opal, and apart from being slightly older, he might as well be the identical twin of Arachnid. Tragedy strikes again, as Opal dies before the duo can reach him.

It was obvious to both that Junebug was now Sasha's slave, and while Sasha still didn't want to just bed Junebug, she could hardly resist when Junebug kissed her herself. Still, that kiss was not out of love, but because Junebug knew that was what Sasha wanted.

They continued to travel the world, while deciding where and how to settle down. They didn't exactly have the money to just retire, and Sasha refused to use Junebug to make money.

A few quiet whispers came from the south that Opal was not truly dead, but had retired in the south, drawing back from the battle he had been fighting because he had grown weak or tired of it. Neither Sasha, nor Junebug could tell which one was the truth. Not that it mattered anyway. Of course, with Opal still alive, Junebug wanted to return to him, and Sasha didn't have the strength to deny her.

Another long journey later, they finally arrive at Opal's mansion. They arrive when he is out. He has apparently not resolved everything yet, and thus still has a battle to fight. When he returns, he is glad to see Junebug again, and that she is doing well. Sasha leaves at this point, because she knows she can't stand up to Opal, and losing Junebug already hurt enough with some holes added to her body.

Opal, however, realises that Sasha is in love with Junebug and he, along with Junebug, goes after her. Some battle ensues with some enemy from the beginning of the story, and Opal saves Sasha. Opal finally asks Junebug to look inside, and tell him what she feels for him and what she feels for Sasha. Junebug can't give a good answer, but she had to admit that while she very much likes that he has given her name, she feels very warm with Sasha. Opal kindly offers them a room in his mansion, and the duo makes immediate use of it, Junebug leading the way.

I love your characters, Aulis. Junebug in particular is so cute and adorable, and you feel for her when you read her bio.

Mehrune Sinn was created for The Elemental Legacy by Kokushi.

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Name: Mehrune Sinn

Neo Name: Aulis Vaara

Race: Demon (Fox demon, more specifically)

Age: 26 (looks 26 in male form, 20 in female form)

Gender: Both

Height: 172 cm / 161 cm (as male and female respectively, both without the ears)

Weight: 69 kilograms

Continent: Tenebra

Appearance: Mehrune Sinn has many strange characteristics, most of which are strange due to the fact that they just won't stay the same all of the time. The biggest characteristic here is that fact that Mehrune Sinn's gender changes both randomly and through emotions. A secondary shifting characteristic is Mehrune Sinn's hair and eye colour. One is always very dark, almost black, while the other is fiery orange. Which is which, however, changes as often as Mehrune Sinn's gender.

Another very strange thing about Mehrune Sinn's appearance is a pair of fluffy fox's ears poking out from under those black or fiery orange strands of hair. The ears are black with the sole exception of a white rim on the inside of the ears, giving them a very foxish look. These ears are completed by a fox's tail poking out just above the buttocks. This tail is always fiery orange with a white tip, but Mehrune Sinn often dies it black to make it blend in in the dark much better.

In her female form, Mehrune Sinn has wide hips, small breasts, and she's almost half a foot shorter than in her male form. She is overall more feminine, but is equally heavy as her male form. Where the excess weight goes, she has no idea, nor does she really care so long as she still looks good.

In his male form, Mehrune Sinn has small manly hips and lacks breasts, though they are replaced by very modest but powerful muscles all over his body. He does not weigh all that much for a man, which does give him problems against weightier foes, but because he is so much stronger than he looks, he can often take his foes by surprise.

Personality: Mehrune Sinn is a demon who is practically a slave to lust and desire. Mehrune Sinn does not hesitate and does not doubt, power comes from decisiveness and thus Mehrune Sinn takes and does what he wants at any time. There are few exceptions to this rule, the foremost being the protection of the School of Sages.

History: Mehrune Sinn has always been a frightening demon, even to other demons. His very unique ability to gendershift only adds to that. Many fear what they do not understand, including demons. Early memories Mehrune Sinn does not have, only the memories of life past the age of ten. Mehrune Sinn personally attributes this to his gendershifting ability, though it is not something to be discussed with others.

In that time, Mehrune Sinn's reputation has only grown with leaps and bounds despite a certain lack of power. Not that Mehrune Sinn is weak, but among the top five deadliest demons Mehrune Sinn cannot be counted either. The ability to gendershift has made Mehrune Sinn exceptionally adaptive in the demon world where lust is often a factor deciding the outcome of a battle.

Once the need for the Sage School had been established, Mehrune Sinn was approached to be its protector. His reputation would hold more demons at bay than any group of powerful warriors or even an army. Mehrune Sinn was payd massive bribes to keep his word, among which slaves, his now prized short swords, and a small force of gnolls. Since accepting the bribe, Mehrune Sinn has tended the Sage school, preparing it for the arrival of the sages, all the while giving into lust and having fun with his slaves.

Weapon:

• Shadowthorn
  Shadowthorn is a darkly coloured spear with decorations all over the haft and the blade. The haft's decorations are in relief and serve the purpose of increasing the wielders grip on the weapon. The decorations range from patterns over runes to pictographs, anything that will fit and has the right shape to increase grip at that point. The blade itself is decorated in a similar way, but with many sharp ends intended to increase the damage done to whoever is on the receiving end. Shadowthorn is also a bit shorter than normal spears in order to give the user more options in confined spaces.


• Eryn and Aelin
  Two short swords given to Mehrune Sinn as a bribe to guard the School of Sages. They are of Elven make and mean "wood" and "lake" respectively. They are almost indestructible, the only exception being confronted with a similarly indestructible blade. Sharper than any other race can make them and finely decorated with Elven script across the blade. Unlike most Elven blades, however, Eryn and Aelin are both double edged.

Pets: Mehrune Sinn considers the slaves as well as the gnolls pets for him to play with, though both groups serve distinctly different purposes. Among both groups Mehrune Sinn has favoured pets, but that favour can always be shifted, which keeps the pets nicely competitive.

Powers:

• Orbis Ignium
  Just your standard fireball to throw around. Mehrune Sinn has also been experimenting with variations on the spell.


• Catenae Umbrarum
  Perhaps the most useful spell to someone who owns slaves. These Chains of Shadow allow you to restrain someone without having to fear they will ever escape. The only downside is that they are somewhat slow and thus only of limited use in combat. So long as the chains are not locked together, whoever they are used on can simple escape by wanting to. Once they are locked, they can only be removed by some very, very powerful magic with a lot of effort, or by killing whoever created them in the first place.


• Forma Umbrae
  This spell allows Mehrune Sinn to become a shadow. In darkness, this makes Mehrune Sinn completely invisible and invulnerable, but no longer able to interact with the world. In the light, this does pretty much the same thing, but Mehrune Sinn still casts a shadow on the ground and can thus still be followed. People may have a hard time doing this, though, as shadows are fast and scary.


• Pera Umbris
  A conjuring spell. Using this Mehrune Sinn can retrieve any object that was previously stored with the same spell. It's basically magical bag of holding. Best not to leave living things in here for too long, because dying and rotting are not the only things that can happen to them while stored in the shadows.

Strengths:

• Ruthlessness
• Brute strength (as male)
• Subtlety (as female)

Weaknesses:

• Lust
• Lack of discipline
• Involuntary shifting at times

Other: Mehrune Sinn enjoys the taste of blood and apples as a male, and the taste of blood and strawberries as a female.