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Name: Charles Talbott
Age: 20
Race: Human
Hair Color: Bald
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 6‘4”
Weight: 247lbs
Occupation: Rogue Psychic

Appearance: Charles Talbott is a giant of a man,...

I'm possibly interested in this. Just about any of my characters could fit, but this one and a mage I made are the best fit.

It burned. Oil seeped through the cracks in his armor, searing his flesh, burning him all the way to his bones, and turning his suit into a death trap. His opponent had died, but he was following...

The blow severed his arm. It struck on a weak spot in the armor, he'd taken a couple hits their already, and the heavy black iron parted with a scream of tortured metal, matched by the scream put...

The attack came straight in, and Charles met it with his own brand of fury. His hand had been splashed in oil, and the jagged black iron of his gauntlet was burning merrily. He choked up on his...

I have this one, Edmund Talbott, Bobby, Leareth, Jareth, and possibly if it gets approved any time soon, Vkanda.

Character sheets included below for convenience.
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OOC: Correct, just one dagger for now

IC:

The cloying smell of lamp oil filled the room, thick, sweet, and dangerous. The mentalist had started towards his opponent, seeing him retreating,...

I'm game. I've got a few accounts I can use depending on what you're looking for.

"So, Silas, what exactly are we looking at?"

"There are seven more villages we were drawn from, all the way from here to Anebrilith. I'm betting that Clades will keep getting reinforced, and that...

The hammer came up as the man was walking, seeming to almost teleport from his side to his hands. From his belt a dagger flashed out, flung by the force of his mind. The shining steel would keep...

"Your opponent awaits." The voice shouldn't have carried so well, but it was probably something in the magic of the place that made it work. The mentalist remained seated for a moment, before...

Who cares about long/ugly. It's no worse than Knights of the Round in length, and is the only summon I've ever seen to break 30,000 damage. It's one of two attacks I've seen to get past 9,999...

"Fifty zombies destroyed?" The Lycanthrope was upset to say the least.

"Azo, we have that many ten times again throughout the forest."

"That doesn't matter you fool. They defeated fifty of...

"Silas."

The warrior sighed quietly before answering.

"Yes Charles?" It had been several days since the first sighting of the trailing undead, and it waswearing on Silas' nerves. Charles was...

I would be SOOO there. Murder on that scale is why I exist.

OOC: Continued from Through the Fire and the Flames

"Silas."

"Charles." The uneasy truce between the two former foes had settled a little in the weeks since they first had attempted to kill...

I'll take a crack at number 6. Should be right up Charles alley, and I know just who to grab for this as my compatriot.

I've created three characters so far. Edmund and Charles are brothers with an interesting and currently unknown(to them) connection, while Leareth is an undead with an as yet unmentioned connection...

"Good, so, what do you know about mage hunting?" The conversation would last a very long time. Silas had unwittingly gotten himself not only a new companion, but a new line of work, hunting and...

As soon as the wolves started to run off, Charles seemed to deflate. His arm fell limply to his side, and he had to struggle to put his mace back on its belt loop. Finally, after three feeble...

"Well that hurt...a lot..." Such a simple statement to sum up the incredible agony that had moments previous torn through his arm and rendered it mostly useless. The pain was intense, but far away,...

The pain was intense. The burn was almost nothing, especially compared to the pain that the ring was causing. He did the only thing he could think of. His mailed boot lashed out to strike the...

"No. You don't tremble in fear. You shake in agony." He reached out with his mind again. It was easier this time, he'd already touched that line of power once before. He snapped the connection...

"I am Charles Talbott. Magebane. You are a necromancer, and as such your life is forfeit. Are you willing to try your hand at me, or do you want me to kill your troops first?" He hefted his now...

Charles swung desperately with his hammer, lashing the werewolves with blows that shattered bone, splintered skulls, crushed ribcages and ruptured internal organs. Behind him, the human forces had...