Land of the Grail (SU)

Name: Crag
Gender: Male
Age:34
Race: Shadowling
Appearance: Pale skin, pointed ears, completely black eyes, fangs, slender and has a scar down his right eye. He wears a light leather apparel with compartments and small sheaths all over to hold knives.
Path:Neutral Evil
Personality: Quiet, prideful in his skill, and arrogant. He tends not to get involved in matters not concerning him unless it's for his benefit.
Job: Assassin/Theif
History: Craig has lived on this continent for some time now. He's been slightly involved with the assassin and theives guilds located all over. He is well known for his skill and lack of emotion he invokes. No one knows his story of where he came from and why he came here, just that his past is a troubling one.
Abilities: Fast reflexes, skilled in throwing knives and archery. Has enhanced sight and buffed strength as well as above average speed and agility.
Fighting style: Stealth/Magic
Weapons: A variety of throwing knives that are slim. He also varies in stealth magic such as invisibility, enhancing senses, and shadow walking which allows him to travel between main cities faster.
Extra items: Pouch of 247 gold and a Curved dagger.
Other:Has a per hawk wearing small amount of armor for messages and assisted spying.

Name:Griffin, Hero of Sunlight
Gender:Male
Age:21
Race:Human, part wolf, possessing ears and tail of a wolf
Appearance: In full battle gear, 3.bp.blogspot.com/-mP8v9eXQLi4/UxLDLt-X9rI/AAAAAAAAFXw/5McRVCrgF1I/s1921/dark-souls-2-ii-game-hd-wallpaper-1920x1080.jpg His helmet has been adapted to accommodate his ears
Griffin's face is rather strong looking, a long scar dragging across his face, from the top left corner of his face, dragging diagonally down his forehead, across his nose and ending at the bottom of his left cheek. His hair is a dark blonde, and his eyes are a deep blue. The man is almost always smiling, offering help to anyone who needs it. On top of his head, is a set of ears, which stick out of the top of his helmet, that he adapted to accommodate his ears. On his lower back, just above his rear end, is a blonde tail, which is always exposed unlike his ears. His tail typically wagging whenever he's happy, and generally helping to express his emotions.
Path:Chaotic Good
Personality:Griffin is usually considered very helpful, always offering assistance to whoever seems to be in need. Never asking for anything in return, aside from perhaps a meal, or a place to rest.
Job:Travelling Warrior, tends to have very little money, but keeps enough to get by for at least week or two.
History:Not much is truly know about him, all most people remember is one day he showed up in a town, and managed to fend off a group of dark beasts, who had been attacking a few various people. With a single bolt of lighting, and a few swings of his sword, the people were soon out of harms way, and Griffin was on his way across the land. For the next three years, he made his way around the land, doing various jobs from something as simple as moving a few boxes, to something as dangerous as dealing with things like orcs, and undead. In his travels, he did stumble across a young orphaned wolf pup, back when he was only eighteen, which he chose to keep as his own. Raising the wolf to be his faithful companion

Over time, due to how much he used his Lighting bolt, and sword, he ended up being named the "Hero of Sunlight", due to his courageous actions, and fighting style. That and he almost always seemed to spend most of his time out in the sun, almost empowered by it some said.
Abilities/Traits:Aptitude with holy magics, and miracles (Including his lighting spell), an amazing swordsman with his two handed blade. Tends to build up most of his energy by staying outside during the day (No one really knows if the sun gives him his power, but most assume it does.)
Fighting style: Magical Warrior
Weapons/Spells: Two handed sword i.imgur.com/XPMP9.jpg?1 and his primary weapon of choice
Magically he has the ability, to quite literally throw a bolt of lighting.
Extra items:A pouch containing 75 golds, a hunting bow, fire starters, and a knife
Other: His wolf, Elena woaven.files.wordpress.com/2011/02/blondewolf.jpg

Name: Sycer, Vadízo̱n
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Race: Human
Appearance: Armor: img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20090824182222/starwars/images/b/b8/GalenStalkerArmor-TFUUSE.jpg
Obviously get rid of some stuff. Namely the technology related stuff. Such as the lightsabers, helmet, breathing apparatus, wires, and controls across the suit. Next, get rid of the claw fingers, and shorten the robes to around knee high. Replace the cloth robes with black studded leather. Lastly, add a scabbard on his back which can hold his blade.
Face: images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20090219161517/starwars/images/thumb/c/cf/Asharad.jpg/616px-Asharad.jpg
Path: Chaotic Good
Personality: Sycer has a cold personality when he first meets people, as he isn't too social. But he is kind and respectful to those he doesn't know. Once he gets to know someone he talks a bit more. He doesn't talk much at all though, even when comfortable with who he's with. Not because he's shy, or nervous, but because he has nothing to say. When he does speak though, most listen, as it's probably the something of importance.
Job: Hunter
History: No one really know where Sycer is from, he just sort of appeared one day on the outskirts of the Grailian Capital. He was still a teen around that time, but wore the same armor he does now. He joined a couple guilds, helped out, and made a name for himself. And was eventually asked to join an Mercenary guild. From which he did a couple jobs, and made more money. He applied for a position in the city's Elite Knight Guild, and was accepted. He worked on that position for a few years, and soon grew tired of the people he had to deal with. He was also sick of the corruption the region had succumb to recently. So he left. He traveled to northern region, Chimro. And from there to the most northern part. With the gold he had saved up he purchased some additions to his armor, a revolving rifle, and a small rundown cabin well away from most, if not all civilization. He became a great hunter, killed, skinned, and ate all he killed. Except for times when he needed more ammo. He would trek back to town, and visit a specialty shop. He would sell some meat and hide, and have enough to buy bullets. At some point, a small lone wolf wandered up him on a hunt. Though he lost his chance for a kill, he didn't mind, as he had now found himself his most faithful companion. He stayed at the cabin for 10 years, simply hunting, and honing any skills he could. And he planned to stay there until he died...
Abilities/Traits: A great marksmen by the standards of his time. A well honed swordsman, having always kept his skills sharp.
Fighting style: Warrior/Ranger 
Weapons/Spells: One handed sword: fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/020/1/6/Two_Handed_Sword_by_Avenegerc47.jpg
Six Cylinder Revolver Rifle: digital-art-gallery.com/oid/14/760x900_4183_Long_gunner_2d_steampunk_fantasy_picture_image_digital_art.jpg
Extra items: Bed Roll
Canteen
Flint and Steel (Fire Starter)
Map of Farkhold
Rucksack
Strength Potions (For Loading up Large Game)
Steel Dagger (For Skinning and Eating)
Pouch of 70 Gold (For Restock)
Other: Melas: i492.photobucket.com/albums/rr282/IpodLover4565/BlackWolf-8.jpg
Personal Companion, and loyal friend.

Name:
Eddard Krom
Gender:
Male
Age:
46
Race: Human/Unknown hybrid
Appearance: Well-built and of slightly below average height. The pinkie and ring fingers of the left hand are missing.
One eye is dark red, the other damaged eye is covered by an eyepatch but was bright blue before. His skin complexion has numerous scars most notably on the forehead, chin and nose. His face is as imposing as his figure and a hint to his past as a leader he has a short beard and hair at neck's length both of which are dark brown with a bit of grey in colour. His expression is always serious and he barely ever cracks a smile although it wasn't always that way. The only trait that hints he's not human are the oddly shaped ears. His outfit consists of green pants, a grey shirt and a brown cape, used to partly conceal the steel chestplate he is clad in
Path: Lawful Neutral
Personality:
After his fall and apparent death, he has become gruff, vengeful and even cynical at times. His moral code remains the same though and he avoids unnecessary casualties, especially of the innocent, to the best of his ability. It is also often when he gets out of his way to help an innocent in distress. He is a man of few words, relying more on example to lead but when he does speak it is usually deafening.
Job:
Mercenary/Assassin 
History:
Hailing from Chimro, he became familiar with beasts and how to survive in the wilderness with the help of his father who raised him alone. He also taught him how to use a variety of weapons from swords and bows to maces and even his bare hands and feet. During that time, he displayed an uncanny ability to understand the environment surrounding him which was more than helpful for his survival. With the death of his father, he moved to Gralia at age 15 and was recruited in a band of hit men where in the course of two years he was taught the art of stealth. After leaving the band on good terms, he was independently successful as an assassin and sword for hire until he reached age 26 when he established his own warband of mercenaries composed of an elite 20 with the single aim of doing the wetwork that they thought is for the good of the whole of Farkhold.
  Their success over the span of 15 years pulled the regions from the brink of war more than once which made them legendary in the minds of the people but hated in the minds of the villains. It also took a toll on the band itself as after those 15 years only 12 were remaining. This wasn't meant to last though and a surprise attack in the guise of a diplomatic meeting led to the slaughter of most members. During the course of the battle, he lost two of his fingers in a swordfight and his eye was damaged heavily by a gunshot. With no other choice, Eddard had to abandon his fellow warriors' bodies and run for his life. It seemed that he emerged successful with his life when suddenly a crossbow bolt hit him in the back of the head and left him for dead.
   This wasn't the end of the road for Krom however as somebody found him and left him in an infirmary of Kiristen anonymously. The local doctors managed to keep him alive but he remained in a catatonic state for 5 years able to occasionally lapse into consciousness only to watch, unable to control his body at all while everyone thought he was dead. One day, he was visited by an assailant that tried to finish the job that wasn't done 5 years ago. He pulled a dagger but much to his shock he saw Eddard somehow skillfully reverse his lunge and after a short duel, the hitman had the dagger in his heart and Eddard was staggering trying to get to his feet. The doctors were equally shocked. They didn't get to see people not only wake up from coma but manage to stand up so quickly. Still, only a few days later he was back on the road while he still hadn't fully recovered with only one goal in mind, avenge his fallen comrades and pass on their will. 
Abilities/Traits:
Expert in archery, daggers and hand to hand combat, very agile and decent strategist. Familiar with magic abilities although not endowed with them himself.
Fighting style: Stealth(mostly)/Warrior
Weapons/Spells: The dagger he got from the mercenary and a wooden crossbow.
Extra items:
50 gold
Other: (Pets, Companions, etc)

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(Are guns okay then?)

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