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THE CHILDREN OF THE EMPIRE
AVALIEL
♂ 02
♀ 04
x 00
VALAREN
♂ 03
♀ 03
x 00
ELREN
♂ 00
♀ 01
x 00
SHURAL
♂ 00
♀ 00
x 00
MURDREN
♂ 02
♀ 05
x 00
NYTHIA
♂ 00
♀ 02
x 00
LONERS
♂ 09
♀ 10
x 01
MESSENGERS
♂ 01
♀ 01
x 00
TOTAL
♂ 14
♀ 25
x 01
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JANUARY 25TH, 2015
A new patch has become available! This includes new lands, and a crapload of new species! get out there, explore, claim lands, make enemies, make babies, idc. Do whatever it is you guys do. <3

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Quote/Words: "Go ahead. Tell me how crazy I am! I dare you!"
Species: Asila
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OOC name: Mirko
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Jan 10 2015, 04:07 PM
The Asila looked at the landscaping around her it was dead, much like herself. She had heard talk of a Nex-worshipping clan around these parts. Maybe they needed a messenger. If they didn't, then oh well. She needed to kill something. Forcing her sadistic urge back, Ziva sat on the sun warmed earth. Her tail thumped on the ground impatiently. If this clan was indeed here and they wanted her to join, there'd be a price. She didn't know what it was yet, but she'd know soon enough. "Followers of the almighty Nex!" She bellowed. "I wish to join you! I am ŽIVÁ Mrtvola. Faithful Asila Messenger of Nex the Supreme!" Bored, she began to rotate her front legs in a full 360 degrees, alternating between them.
Jan 2 2015, 09:59 AM
Hey guys! Mirko here. Just letting you know that I can hand draw a ref sheet for your characters! I will be posting them to my deviantart account. I will link the ref to you. You may only use it for this site! Since everything is hand drawn and I do have a life, it'll take some time to complete. If you bag me, I will tske longer to compete it. Just give me a link to your caracters profile and I'll get to work!
Dec 31 2014, 06:30 PM
The rotting wolf strode under the cover of darkness, with only her fire hued eyes visible. As far as she knew, she was the only messenger for Nex. "Nex." She spoke, her hollow, eerie voice echoing around her. "Is there a message you want me to deliver to the living wretched creatures of Tundra?" Ziva continued to look around her. The Asila wanted to cause havoc everywhere she went.
Dec 25 2014, 05:15 PM
The Asila laughed hysterically as she threw herself off of a cliff for the third time in a row, head first. There was a dull thud as her decaying body smacked against the rocks below. Her limbs were twisted at odd angles and her head had rotated a full 360 degrees. Pretty soon, there was clicking as her limbs straightened them selves back out and her head went back to the proper position. Falling from such a great height would have killed a normal, living creature. She wasn’t normal, or living for that matter. One could say that she was technically a zombie. Her fire colored eyes scanned the rocky landscape, a grin on her maw. “Go ahead and tell me how crazy I am!” she screamed to no one in particular. Giggling to herself, živá crawled over boulders, a few small pebbles coming loose and landing on the ground below. “I’m invincible!” She howled as she threw herself off the ridge once more. Once Nex’s messenger hit the ground this time, she didn’t bother to correct her limbs. She twisted her head sideways and let her tongue hang out of the side of her mouth, her unique eyes rolled to the back of her skull. She waited for a creature to approach so she could scare the fur off of them.
Dec 18 2014, 05:39 PM
OOC Name: Mirko
Character Name: živá Mrtvola (živá)
[Pronounced zif-fah mert-vola]

God of choice: Nex

Age: 2 years
Sex: Female
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Unknown
Species: Asila
Height: 8ft
Weight: 900Ibs

Coat Color: Slate grey with white on the tip of her tail, all four paws, and tips of ears
Eye Color: “Fire”
Markings: http://www.lomion.de/cmm/img/zombwolf.gif
Natural Mutations: Decay, eye glow
Other Mutations: None

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Moral Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Personality: Bitter- She resents the living, and it often shows through.
Lonely- Because of her appearance, everyone tends to stay away from her.
Crazy- She’ll drown herself over and over and jump off cliffs all for the fun if it. She knows that none of that stuff can kill her.
Thinks she’s a God- She thinks of her self as immortal (which se technically is, but like all Asila, she can be killed by snapping her neck or stabbing her heart).
Emotionless- She shows no emotion. Hate, anger, resentment, and sadness are the only emotions she’s capable of expressing. However, she is capable of showing empathy, sadness, and love, but those golden emotions are locked away in a metal safe wrapped in heavy chains.
Collector- She is constantly on the hunt for anything shiny or rare
History: živá, like all Asila, was a stillborn pup. Her younger sister lived to feel the sun on her fur. Upon discovering the motionless lump of dark fur, the mother let out a grieving howl. She was going to name the pup Silv. Her mate soothed her, saying that there was nothing that could be done, and that they had to leave the body behind and take the one living sibling with them to start off fresh in a new place. After much pleading and convincing, The Arctic Wolf mother nuzzled her pup goodbye, saying that they’d meet again one day. Each family member attached an ear stud or an ear cuff to her left ear; it was in his or her favorite color and had his or her name engraved on it. After the paw steps of her would-have-been family faded, the pup’s eyes opened. Instead of being a normal blue, green, or brown, her eyes looked like they contained the hottest flames from a forest fire. The pup got to her feet, her uniquely colored eyes scanning the forest around her. Already, bits of flesh started to peel away from the bone and landed on the ground, making a snack for scavengers. Where were her parents? Why did they leave her? Did she have any siblings? The undead pup wandered the Tundra, calling out for her parents in a hollow, empty voice. One day, she heard paw steps and a white wolf came into view. The two stared at each other in disbelief. The older wolf knew immediately who she was looking at. “My pup!” she barked. “You’re alive!” In her hollow voice, the pup replied, “I’m talking and walking, yes, but I’m not alive.” “It doesn’t matter.” Her mom replied. “I can still see you and talk to you.” The pup froze as her mother began licking her, despite her rotting flesh. Her mom grinned. “You have to meet your dad and younger sister. Mud! Thistle! Come and see! It’s Silv!” A muddled brown male and a white female appeared. Upon seeing the zombified pup, their mouths dropped open. Grinning and tail wagging, Silv approached her father and sister, only to have them back away and snap at her. “Get away from my daughter you monster.” Growled her dad. “Mud..” Began her mother. “Don’t start with me, Blizzard. This thing is a curse and needs to be dealt with.” With that, he lunged at Silv, pinned her, and bit down into her neck repeatedly, not understanding why she wouldn’t stop moving. Being fed up with his repeated attempts to try to kill her, Silv snapped. She struck his belly with her hind paws before sinking her teeth deep into his neck and jerking her head sharply. There was a loud crack and he went still forever. “Silv!” Thistle, not caring about her father’s death, ran over to greet her resurrected sibling. The older pup turned on the younger, grabbed her by the throat, and repeatedly slammed her into a large rock; the crack of bones bouncing off the trees. “Silv…” Began Blizzard. “STAY AWAY FROM ME!” Growled the pup. She fled from her mom and into the wild lands of the tundra. With a new start came a new name. She then became živá Mrtvola.
Family: Mother- Blizzard- 5 years- Arctic Wolf- alive- whereabouts unknown
Father- Mud- 6 years- Timber Wolf- dead- killed by živá
Sister- Thistle- a year- Arctic Wolf x Timber Wolf- dead- killed by živá

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