Lore Characters

Bargi, The Frozen Heart (E p i c Ashiin) Bargi was a small Karsin boy who lived in a small village deep into the forest he was orphaned at a young age and as such most of his childhood was spent begging for food and water from the locals who lived there despite him being so young no one often paid attention to him often kicking him as they passed by. One night he decided he had had enough and swore revenge upon the village as he set out to find power, he traveled lands, climbed mountains for years learning different styles from different trainers until he found an old man meditating atop a mountain, the old man said 'if you seek power find me a winter bloom' which was a rare type of flower that grew in the mountain, it was difficult however, Bargi managed to find it and brought it back to the old man who spoke in a tongue in which Edward could not understand however suddenly he was wrapped in cold winds as it tore away at his skin and became to fill him inside, as his body began to freeze however suddenly he found himself back on the ground but his skin was a pale blue and a horn grew out the size of his head, with this he knew he could exact revenge and set out to find his village, he arrived and began to slaughter the entire village and they soon realized their efforts were in vain and the entire village was wiped out, and this is how he came to be known as 'Bargi,The Frozen Heart

Vanaheim, The Huntress (Dialga)

Vanaheim was a regular Karsin, as she slept in the night, small creatures creaked and roared, though never such as the noise of peoples shoes ruffling. Vanaheim stared, not knowing what to do, staring at her camp mate, she ruffled under the other, the other not noticing as he was fast asleep. The hunters came in, Vanaheim could never forget such a blood curdling scream, forever having the ambition to murder them and cut their ears off. And so Vanaheim started to, Going to smaller camps every day, attacking them and ripping off their ears, killing most. As Vanaheim gathered up her tribe, they attacked bigger and bigger, till they camped out that very fatal night. Most of the hunters gathered, so quietly even Vanaheim couldn't hear them, until a spear was thrown, into the chest of a fellow Karsin, murdering him in a instance, Vanaheim noticed grabbing up, roaring her battle cry and grabbing her trusty bow and arrow, using her quiver to attack and so every item was used, she shot all the arrows perfectly into most of their chests, hurting most and killing some. Until a bow battle started, Vanaheim was out of arrows as she felt for it, a arrow pierced into her arm, she was instantly knocked out due to the agony, while unconscious she saw a figure similar to a devil, who said "You've died, but i can bring you back, You have a lot of potential. Once you shake my hand you'll be brought back, and with a great power to get revenge on those who have mistreated you. Tread carefully though, as this power may take you somewhere unexpected if you do not use it properly.", Vanaheim gulped, then shook his hand. She never knew what exactly happened from then, only a medic staring down saying ''She' s probably not going to make it unless a miracle happens.". Then Vanaheim opened her eyes, feeling back to full health, while everyone else was confused, Vanaheim walked around and saw that the battle was already over. It was neither a win or loss for either sides, both having several dead, many injured, the battle ending with both sides fleeing.

John, Odins Guard (JAEmman)

John was a regular poor boy, living off scraps and nothing much though a small lake around to drink, Water was his food, hydration and etc. Odin was a merciful god, Though he needed his own guards to protect his upcoming children and himself. So he chose the most resilient, smartest and strongest people. John was part of the resilient part and smartest part. And so a tournament started, they were set out in gladiator armour and helmets, with long maces as weapons, a piece of paper too. Ready to start attacking a man rushed forth to john, grabbing his arm proceeding to lift him up due to him being so light as he hadn't eaten in years. John proceeded to pick up his helmet ripping his mace into his temple, instantly knocking him out. John was merciful, not wanting to hurt the man he picked him up over his shoulder throwing him up on the stands.

Another two people rushed forward as he rushed his mace forward, flinging it out damaging their armour as he then held it down, as they ran forward tripping over. He picked up there armours and ripped his mace to his back, making his back unusable as he did the same to the other, 3 more remain including himself, John stood whilst the other two brawled, A damaged man came out of the fight rushing towards john, John ripped his mace with such power it dented the armour, grabbing off his helmet he smashed his mace into his jaw, making him unable to make a noise, then flinging it into his neck, presumably making him unable to breath as he fell to the ground from such pain, Odin stared down thinking, Such smarts yet, no power to brawl with the others. John was sorted into another battle, though this was a 1v1v1, As they all 3 came out, the strongest, The most Resilient, The most powerful and the Smartest. Though he thought of nothing to do, john stood still as he had before. Standing there letting the other two brawl it out, Whilst the two had grabbed and thrown off there opponents helmets he ran in and threw his mace into

there necks, As he screamed as the mace hit the back of his knee, trembling in pain kneeling down, though he had hit there necks each using the little metal chain to garb there neck, biting into there mouth and proceeding to knee them, they were unable to move as he released them smacking them each in the temple, knocking them both out each.

Odin stared down impressed, as he said Very well, You shall be my most powerful guard. John stared up, Knowing he now had anything he ever needed and ever wanted. The joy so swift and fatal to him he was greatful for it all, all those years of being homeless.

Father, Loyal (LINK ON)

Hear of many Forgotten Tales? Hmph. Allow me to tell you about one. One about the forgotten race. The "Shingoki" it would be unknown about the true background but some people have seen it with their own eyes..... The Shingoki have called demon, devils because of their physical attributes, and their control of mana/magic power. One day the towns People have set a mission upon themselves. To Wipe out the Shingoki. They arrive at the Shingoki mansion. The Shingoki have been worried about this for a while now... They were about to be wiped out... One of the young admirers of the "Shingoki". has been with one of the other Shingoki Sparing. They all arrive at the main hall of the mansion, They talk to the one person, Who belives in the Shingoki, "Loyal". Blood Transfer!? Loyal says. The Shingoki all come back to the main hall with a cuts on their hands.... They all raise their hands above Loyal... Then they squeeze. Blood starts gushing out. But instead of the blood dripping all the way down.... It starts to soak into Loyal's skin... His body turns full black, as the midnight sky......... His eyes are as white as as the glowing full moon....... Blood red steam sheds upon him. He is Reborn. He wipes out the Shingoki. Consuming the rest of their Blood. Then he soon control his rage. And wake up the next day as if nothing happens. 10 years later... He's able to use that transformation at free will. He sheds his blood for a women he loved so dearly. soon she had been assassinated. Full of rage he reaches new strength. And brutally slaughters the assassin. He drinks the blood of his lover to take back what he has shed. "Father Loyal". Thats what he is known as. He can shed his blood without losing power, then those who have his blood can shed, but... they wont get to shed. He thought to himself about the day he took the blood, "The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown".

Eristine, Moons Reflection (Lunares)

Eristine was the child of Loyal, many would of thought Eristine was divinely lucky, or had divine powers which was mostly correct.

Eristine didn't see his father as the best, he wanted better, his father trying ever so hardly to raise Eristine, made out of his own blood. Not from another woman, he was a pure child.

Eristine had mostly disobeyed his father for his years of life, as his father got sick of it saying Leave the manor or live with my command. And so Eristine left, leaving for his own life, as he didn' t realize how good his life actually was.

Eristine ran, running for hills and hills not finding a single wife or love, except one beautiful woman named Tenif.

They both seemed to have a marvelous connection to the moon, staring up at it nightly as one night the moon seemed to form his father, telling him to come home.

And so he did, he left his beautiful wife on that night and ran, running home knowing something must of been off if his father was telling him to come back, His father sat at the door saying And so you finally come back, after all these years of running? Eristine nodded, questioning Then what was that figure in the moon. He responded A connection to the moon, a moons reflection. Eristine continued to thinking about it, using it as a mini title.

Odins First Guard (KingBird)

Odins First Guard.

Odins first guard was a man who really was powerful, striking a man with a fist to blow them out to death.

And so he challenged Odin, not much could be done to defeat Odin.

Odin offered him a post, for money and things as his guard.

The boy refused, though Odin tempted him and so he accepted.

He was a great guard, until he grew old, nothing left to do and so he retired.

Odin started a tournament, and he was viewing the whole time.