Ilya's Characters

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[Ilya]

Name: Sampson James Percival Ronald Jones

Alias and or nicknames: Sampson J. and NEVER forget the “J.”

Race: Gnome

Age: About 132... he lost count after 100...

Height: 3’3

Weight: 49lbs

Eye Color: Cocoa Brown

Skin type/color: Pale skin, he doesn’t get out in the sun much...

Hair Color/ Type: White hair, beard and moustache. Just the way you’d expect a gnome to look. So white in fact, Sampson J. describes it as “whiter than the moon when she’s trying to outdo the sun and stars”.

Piercings: None.

Special Markings: Unusual for a gnome, Sampson J.’s face is dotted with dozens of freckles.

Clothing: Blue shirt, red pointed hat, brown pants. What’d you expect for a gnome?

Pictures of character:
(I’m getting one! I will post it when I get it)


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Personality: Sampson J. can be very... eccentric. He’s not the ‘let’s stand in the garden all day long’ type of gnome. He craves adventure, although he’s experienced more than enough of it. One bad habit Sampson J. has is, without thinking, he narrates his own life out loud. This is bad because his enemy knows what he’s thinking.

Place of Origin: Sampson J. never reveals this information, as he fled from his homeland to escape the many predators and other dangers. He lives in constant fear that someone will capture him and bring him back there.

Lineage or Blood Lines: Sampson J. is from a long line of pure gnomes. In his words: “If there be one elf, one fairy or one human in my bloodline, so help me I will eat my own hat!” He takes his ancestors very seriously.

Other: Again, Sampson J. loves poetry. His poems often revolve around the moon, though he’ll write about anything. He’ll often blurt out a short poem when he’s nervous or excited.


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History:
(Mine's in story form )
Sampson J. found himself once again trapped between two big assets to his life. His home or his freedom. Living in the desert lands had been something his ancestors had done for generations. The thing was, back then there were no ‘others’. The others were a new species to the desert. Sampson J. didn’t know much about them, only that they ate gnomes. With the aid only of his late father’s knife, Sampson J. had narrowly escaped one.
He hid now below a large cactus. He wished the desert had more vegetation- more places to hide would be useful at the moment. Though Sampson J. knew hiding wasn’t going to cut it for long. There were many gnomes here, and the surplus of food for the beasts meant that their race was flourishing. Everyday there were more. Sampson J. knew he couldn’t survive here much longer. Again, it was a choice he had to make- his home or his freedom. He stood slowly, ever careful of the beasts. His cocoa eyes darted in ten directions at once. Then, his short legs hurtled him from the cactus and he sprinted to wherever was not. Never stopping, his brown shoes bursting from the impact of each step.
Far into the night did Sampson J.’s feet carry him. It was after many an hour that Sampson J. did spot a glimmer of hope. He knew when he saw it that it would grant him the courage he needed to continue his journey. It was the moon. He couldn’t help but recite a poem of wonder:

“The land where Sampson J. was born
Climate and foe all seemed after me
Dusty ground, and sun so warm
So, alone, from this land, I had to flee!

The desert sands burned my small feet
I knew I’d never miss this land
But once I’d crossed the border
Something golden kissed my hand

The moon had risen in the sky
Gleaming eerie in her stolen light
Silver streamers streching slowly
Stolen sun into the night

Her glow told me a secret
‘Sampson J. you must go on!
You have made it through the dangers
To the forest and beyond!’”

Sampson J. then jumped up and clicked his heels in triumph. He was now free.


Equipment

Nothing but a simple knife that once belonged to his father. It is small in size, but he keeps it sharp and his quickness makes him a master of using it.



Abilities

-Sampson J. is a good, quick runner and can sprint for long periods of time.
-Can easily confuse and manipulate enemies to get what he wants, usually by simply being his eccentric self
-A teeny tiny sprinkle of magic through very limited healing abilities.
-Well, he’s great at writing poetry... but I don’t think that’s very relevent XD

[Ilya]

Name: Nianta (nEE-AHn-tUH)

Alias and/or nicknames: Nianta

Race: Sprite

Age: One in spritling years, which is about 15 in human years

Height: 6 inches

Weight: 0.95 pounds

Eye Color: Plumb

Skin type/color: It was a soft peachy shade, fair, but

Hair Color/ Type: A pale lilac shade draping gently over her shoulders with wispy bangs that hang just above her evil eyes.

Piercings: None

Special Markings: A small tattoo on her wrist of the chinese word for “night” (picture below)



Clothing: Her traditional darkness sprite regalia, including a small amulet that once belonged to a sorcerer. (further explained in history).

Pictures of character:




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Personality: Though a dark sprite in attitude, Nianta’s mind is sharp. Her quick wit and cleverness however, are hidden by her dark spirit and brutal honesty. She is very much the opposite of her sister. She’s not evil, she just forces others to share in every ounce of pain she experiences, times five.

Place of Origin: Nianta was born in a village, unlike most stories say, sprites do not live in flowers . Their home village was called Larkia. Nianta didn’t like her home much. She always felt that her parents favoured ‘the nice twin’ over herself.

Lineage or Blood Lines: Nianta is of a noble blood pure sprite family.

Other: Nianta’s eyes were originally brown like her sisters, as was her hair. (see below for further details) Her wings are a leathery black, lined with her purple scaley veins. They are very much bat-like, unlike her twin’s which are angelic.


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History: Nianta and her twin sister Ivanka were born in a small village called Larkia. They were a special blessing to Serita, their mother and their father, who was assasinated by Niko, another well-known noble sprite. After about six years, their mother remarried to another sprite named Issac. Nianta did not like this arrangement one bit. She didn’t know why. Perhaps it was because she had loved her father so much and no one would have been able to measure up to the one she had loved so much. This now one-sided love was a piece of why Nianta tried to force one-sided love on the most unexpected of people. This was why Nianta used her love bite.

One day when she was quite young, Nianta came upon a thief while attempting to run away from home and her new step father. The theif struck her to the ground, his strong human arms holding her down. Unable to control her anger, Nianta killed him, using every ounce of magic she had in her, though she never told anyone of this act of cruelty. Except Ivanka. Nianta loved Ivanka and told her even the most dreadful things she did or said. After doing this, she realized why the theif had struck her. He had been trying to hide something, something he hadn't wanted Nianta to see. It was a secret compartment, a large carved hole in a tree. Nianta figured the thief was trying to get something from the compartment. Curiosity overcame her, and she looked inside. There glinted a beautiful, powerful amulet. Admiring the gold and purple stone, Nianta placed it around her neck.

That moment. That spur-of-the-moment act, changed everything. The amulet changed Nianta. Her eyes, a regular green-brown, shifted into a deep plum shade. Her hair, curly and brown, retracted into a misty lavender. Her small amount of sprite magic transformed into a dark form of magic- suited only to a dark sprite.

But she wasn’t any ordanairy dark sprite. Her amulet granted her a few small extra abilities. These were mind control and the love bite (which were both also given to Ivanka). The price for this? A piece of her soul. She wasn’t the smart, honest, quick-witted Nianta she once was. Now she was just dark. Despite this, she still loved her twin sister, though she was the only one Nianta cared for.

Her parents found out soon enough, though there was nothing they could do to change Nianta. She was a dark sprite now, and always would be. And if the amulet ever left her neck, she would become a mindless sprite with no feeling at all.

Equipment

Being a sprite, Nianta is born with magical abilities. Weapons are not necessary. The only thing considered to be equipment would be the amulet. If she ever lost it, she would go back to normal- but without her soul.



Abilities

-Advanced Healing
-Moderate telekinesis
-For very, very, very weak minded creatures (such as ants or frogs or some birds) she can perform mind control. This ability was granted
-The love bite. She is able to make someone fall in love with the person of her choice. However, she uses this for evil by not biting the other person, making it one-sided love.