Tales of the Sword.

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In a world of magic and steel, heroes and monsters, Jax Tellar is a young man trying to get by without a past. But when a mysterious castle suddenly appears in the sky over the wartorn lands of Jaris, and the fabric between the planes begins to tear, Someone has to do to something, and the various kingdoms of the world are to busy tearing each other apart to care, Jax recieves a visit from a strange man calling himself only "The Watcher". The old mans talk of the sword of heaven and sealing the Sanguine King has Jax sharpening his trusty sword and setting off to repair the fabric of the worlds and bring peace to the realms. Maybe at long last, he'll find out who he is and learn his purpose in creation.
 
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There are 6 nations in Jaris.

Wyndir-land of Humans

Gatruk-land of Orcs

Dagoth-land of Minotaurs

Karynil-land of Elves.

Barzek- land of Dwarves

Duronel- land of Beastmen
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Characters can be any of the above.

humans-standard humans
orcs- think warcraft or elder scrolls
minotaurs- pretty much like any other minotaur
elves- less powerful lord of the rings elves.
dwarves- think LOTR
beastmen- mammalian, catlike, wolflike,bearlike,apelike
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Name: Jax Tellar

Age: appears to be around 21

Race: looks human, but his speed agility and strength exceed that of a human of equal physical proportions

Weight: 220

Height: 5'10"

Appearance: Very muscular, shoulder length brown hair, green eyes. has a slightly x-shaped scar on his cheek. wears basic traveling clothes, slightly baggy pants well suited for fighting and a tunic. armored gloves and high armored boots.

weapons: broadsword and long knife, as much a tool as a weapon.

history: doesnt know much, doesnt remember a family or his age. grew up mostly as a thief, and largely took care of himself, learning how to fight through necessity. Was given his sword by a strange old man who merely presented it to him and disappeared. spent the last few years as sword for hire, going from place to place, loyal to no realm or lord.
 
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Name:

Age: 18

Race: Wolf-like

Weight: 150

Height: 5'6"

Appearance: Very humanesque, face is very pretty. She is a deep tan but her hair is white, as is her tail and her wolf ears. Her eyes are a light icy blue and stand out against her tanned skin. She usually wears fairly light clothes, allows for more manuverability and high boots to protect her legs.

weapons: Bow and arrows, a small dagger for close combat.

history: She was born to the head of her pack. The eldest it was up to her to lead her back to victory in the great clan wars of Duranel. But she lost... Normally that was not grounds for banishment but letting her little brother get captured and slain before her eyes was seen as a great tragedy. She was soon told to leave and has been on her own for two years.
 
Name: Gromph

Race: Orc

Age: 24

Appearence: 5'4", but wide through the shoulders. A standard orc-ish look, from the pig snout of a nose to the upwardly jutting tusks to the dark green hide. His head is shaved completely bald, to show a black tattoo at the back of his skull depicting a closed fist, the mark of the Stone Fist clan.

History: Once a warrior of his clan, Gromph has set out to find his own way in the world, usually in the middle of battle. He has a thin trust of humans, and a special distaste for minotaurs and beast-kin.

Weapons: A hand axe with a double blade, and a stone headed hammer.
 
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