Ruster

[Ruster]

Name:Ruster

Speices: Night Daemon or Tree Symbyote

Age: 465 (1/2)

Origin: The forests of Carri fonestri in the ninth relm.

Description: skin dark as night but with hair and eyebrows a hundred shades of Moonlight and a thousand tones of starlight.
She wears a long robe of deep green velvet with a large hood to be raised for conceilment, although, in the deep forests of her home she has no need for such aid. The robe is in itself a powerful accessory, with it's pockets bewitched to hold almost any amount of magical devices, weponry and natural poisons.

Abilities: She has the power to absorb all light around her to becomes just a shadow, and amongst the folieage of the deep forests she becomes chameleion-like, taking on the shades of the plants behind her.
She can see in almost complete darkness, the darkness of the deep forests, but in the deeps of the earth she is blind and weak.
When she is far from the plants and trees from whence she draws most of her power, she loses the ability to dip into her magical skills at will, and must use ar more time and energy gathering the power for even smaller spells.
While near 'the nature source' she has complete powers of levitation and visualisation.
While she travels she carries a case of seeds with her, seeds of a fast growing plant called 'Delphi', which although can be vital aid in times of trouble, are notoiously difficult to sprout.

Weponry: The Night Blade, a long needle thin blade, invisible in half-light or darkness, other wise appears as a thin line of shadow. When Ruster has sufficient power and bloodlust, this sword mutates and splits into a thousand strands of hair thin metal, and claims the title 'Stelrania', the lash-tounged queen.

History: Long ago, in the years before the building of the Great Temple of Antou, in the centre of The kingdom of Carri Fonesrti, an Oricle was made:

The golden light of the setting sun drifted through the canopy of the Elder Tree. Here, on a great platform wrought from branches and made smoothe by time, paced the gentle footsteps of a great king. Tonight was a momentous night, tonight a son would be layed in his arms, and tonight all things would fall into place after all the years of struggling. The lessons learned, the battles against brothers, the tests, and the assasinations. Tonight would be the night.
A curtain of leaves sweeped aside and the Forestlord snapped out of his reverie.
"Well, what news, what of my son?"
"The things I had forseen, they are change with the coming of this child"
Nayini was old, old enough to remember the Great Move many thousands of years ago, when the Lord was but a seed on the shadow of a whisper of a thought.
The grace of their perople was gone from her but not the sharpness of mind. Her back was bent and gnarled like an anchient willow, and her robes were long worn and dragged behind her in a ragged tattery train as she hobbled towards him.
"This child will bring about many changes throughout this world, changes you would perhaps not desire to come to pass"
"What, you have seen this in your dreams? What do you mean changes?"
"Be calm my Lord, the time for rash action will be upon us all soon enough."
"What do you mean woman?! For once would you give me an answer that can be deciphered without consulting an acolyte of mysteries?!"
For a moment the magnificent throne room darkened and filled with malice, tangeable as the leaves and the trees, and as fearful as the earth of the sun.
The Seer's voice trembled slightly as she spoke her next words, words weighted with the heft of the power she channeled through her withered body:
"This child you await will be born my lord.......but all you have built, all you have strived to create through the many centuries, all the years you have struggled to gain what you needed.....it will be distroyed by this child. The child you desire so much will be your downfall and death. This child, this Girl"
The darkness vanished from the Hall like smoke on the wind. In its absence the wind whistled through the brances, and the Forestlord for the first time in his life looked defeated and defalted. He was filled with a seeping terror unlike anything he had felt before
"Tell me Seer, what do I do?"
"Banish her!" The Seer's tounge was no longer soft and obliging, but filled with command and laced with poison. "There is no place in your world for such a child! Cast her out! And let the wolves try as they might!"


And so it was done, and here I stand before you, ready to fight as I have done since my conception! I shall prove myself as my father believed I should not! Face me! And fear me as you fear my blade!


I still haven't decided wether I'm actually going to use these characters on this site, but, just in case:
name: S'ambriti Kilongina frnsign 'kapoti aka S'ami for short
Species: Watcher
Description: does the same kinda job as an auditor if anyones a fan of terry pratchett but for those who hav no idea what i mean, its a spirit that does all the paperwork for their designated part of the relms. She, while on duty takes the form of a plain peasant girl, not worth the notice of most, but her eyes betray her, they are made of an ever moving pattern of light and anti light.
abilities: paperwork mostly, oh and sums. also has the nifty skill of orbing, also has the skill of being able to get home to her cosy room in the watcher Guild wherever and when ever she wants; skilled in espioage and dart blowing with her miniscule pipe.

Name: Ocean
Species: Water spirit or sprite or felim elemental
Description: She appears to be made totally of water, and is almost totally invisible at half-light.
She is composed of water so has the power of the seas, to be gentle as a lapping wave or as destructive as a tsunami.
Abilities: If it is warm enough she can travel great distances by evaporating and riding the air and is most powerful at the new moon.
Can also communicate with water animals, and partly with amphibians. Well the language is similar, but not the same.
Enjoys wreaking havoc with boats and can control the water around her.

[Ruster]

Name: Delila
Species: Battle monkey
Gender: He/undecided
Power: To sing 'Delila' at completely wrong times to create amusing circumstances. Also has the power to hypnotise with her voice be it gruff or no, or act like a monkey cannon ball as part of his stage act.

[Ruster]

Here's my image of Ruster, unfortunatley I havn't got the hang of scanning pencil sketches yet, so it's not of erat quality, but here you are none the less: