Right. Here is my new character profiles, not sure when I'll have them show up though:
Klebol: male kobold shaman, which is pretty much similar to a sorcerer.
Age - quite young, possibly just reaching the mature age for a kobold.
Equipment - carries a small barbaric stick, used for his incantations. It is covered in feathers and jewels dangling from strings. It has an odd, charming sound when swung or used in a similar way... kind of like a wind chime. He wears rather little, just some old tattered cloth to cover himself.
Personality - he is very... odd. His brain is a little fried from a spell gone wrong, though he still has his moments of wisdom. He is reliable, but troublesome, and needs someone to keep a watch on him at all times... due to a childish nature. He likes to wander and get up to stupid activities... such as prodding things with his stick, or using a skull as a puppet.
Background - Klebol was to be the next shaman in his society. Raised by the current shaman, he learned a great many things about kobold life as well as the world that surrounded him.
However, one night as he practiced his magic... he cast a spell of such great power that his mind was rended and torn apart. Noone know of the spell he cast, but the screams and cries echoed through the halls, and perhaps further.
Broken and useless, he was thrown out of his tribe and left to die. This was not meant to be, and he survived with luck and what little wit he still had left. He used what magic he had to steal food from villages... to avoid danger, or even to fight it.
He barely made away with his life more times than he could count... unfortunately he can't count... so it's a bit of a mystery, but the shear amount of scars on his body say alot about what he has been through.
Lately, he wondered around... poking things and engaging in conversations with rocks. One night as he slept by a river, he met with a young girl... who revealed herself as an earth pheonix as she washed in a river.
Klebol was fascinated, and poked and prodded and pulled at her feathers. Tahlia introduced herself to the odd creature, and the two quickly formed a bond... though it was more because Klebol followed her around, and she couldn't stand the idea of neaving the scarred kobold on his own. Klebol now travels as a companion to Tahlia, as they head for the dracon lands.
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Tahlia: female earth pheonix. Earth pheonix' have a strong bond with the world, and can shapeshift into other forms. For the most part, Tahlia takes the form of a young female human, so as to avoid trouble... as her kind are quite rare.
She has some minor powers, but mostly fights with a quaterstaff. Her bond with the earth means she is stronger when in the natural wild, but cities and other unatural setting can make her feel sick.
Age - very old, perhaps a few centuries. This does not show in her appearance, however.
Equipment - some tools and clothing fit for a female human. She carries extra clothes with her since shifting form will not magically give her new clothes... so she is essentially naked when taking humanoid forms.
Personality - a kind and caring individual. She is wise and watchful of those she takes under her wing (so to speak). She has a habit of attempting to teach others of what she has learnt over the centuries. She can be sarcastic and odd natured when pushed, but for the most part... the centuries have taught her to remain calm as much as possible.
Background - Tahlia was born atop a great spire that reached into the sky, a unforgiving but safe sanctuary. From there, she quickly adapted to her surroundings and learned to make a living. Soon enough, her instincts took over and she wished to fly to far away lands.
However, close to her original home, she was wounded by a human hunter, but managed to escape capture. She landed in a village, bleeding and weary. The village was a small fishing spot with very few inhabitants. Fascinated by the creature that had collapsed in their humble home, they took her in and cared for her until she healed. It was from this encounter that she took the form of a human in order to protect herself from harm, fearing another attack. She is both thankful and cautious of human kind... as they can be very unpredictable.
She traveled the world, for centuries. She watched empires rise and fall, and always changed her shape as trends changed and time wore on. Essentially, she was a great many people, living various lives throughout history... though her impact on it is all but naught.
In her current incarnation, a young red haired girl, she has travelled to the dracon lands with a young kobold... she has heard the rumours of trouble greater than anything that has affected this world.
