Lord Felltares
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Not much can be said about Felltares, the angel Lord of heaven. He is quiet, seclusive, and doesn't like to talk to people or be talked to. He answers questions with short, blunt responses and when others want to engage in conversations with him, he politely excuses himself. He is one who would rather be seen and not heard, hence his silence. He doesn't like to draw attention to himself, and he prefers to be left alone. The only one he ever really talked to in the past was Raven, but only when he was spoken to. He greatly admired his king, and wished with all his heart to fulfill his liege's every desire and dream. He obeys without question, anything, even if Raven ordered him to kill someone he loved, he would have done it without a second thought, not that he really loves anyone. He doesn't seem capable of loving people or even letting them in. He shuts out the world and likes to keep it shut out. He doesn't have much of a personality, he just sort of exists, not really lives. He doesn't own any valuable or sentimental possessions and doesn't care to ever have such things. He's a complicated young man, Felltares, but no one really knows why. His biggest failure was when Lord Raven was attacked, and Felltares wasn't there to protect him. He wasn't even there when Lord Raven lay dying, only managing to arrive at the scene after the Angel Lord's soul had gone on to heaven. He never expected to have been chosen as the next Angel lord, and though he doesn't voice his opinion, he doesn't feel like he was meant for this. However, he will do his duty to the best of his ability, just as he has done everything else his entire existence. He was a part of the Moonwing's Clan as the Moonwing of fire, and still holds that ability though he doesn't really consider himself a Moonwing now that he is Angel Lord.
Aspen of the Hunza Clan
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Cold, calculative, cruel. Aspen. A demon no less, but a beautiful one, beautiful in a cruel way with her high, sharp cheekbones, her angled nose, her narrowed eyes, her pointed ears, her well proportioned body. A ravenous beauty, but don't ever be distracted. She's no tease. She is manipulative and strives to get what she wants in any way and by any means necessary. She won't settle for anything less than perfect. She is very strict when it comes to getting a job done. She is fully aware of her body, and shows off as much of it as possible which is bound to turn angel, demon, and human heads alike. She's a Hunza, which means humans must beware. She is like a venus fly trap, luring her prey to her with her beauty, her charm, her wit, and then she traps them, and slowly, slowly tortures them until they beg for death, but she won't stop. She loves pain, being somewhat psychotic in that way. She loves nothing more than to hear the agonized screams of those she chooses as victims. She can't love, she only feels lust and obsessive passion for those who actually interest her, but no one knows exactly who she lusts for and who she simply wants to tear apart. Aspen is beautiful to behold, that's for sure. Long, silky hair cascades down her shoulders and back, the color and and gentle essence of cumulus clouds. Her eyes are flashing, crystalline gems of silver, ringed with a glowing, solid gold. Her luscious, full lips are a deep, dark red, appearing black in darkness and dim light. Twin horns sprout from her temples, black and ridged, curling forward like a ram's. Her skin is a lustrous cold white, like the crests of ocean waves, and as soft as a duckling's downy feathers. She wears lavish dresses that expose quite a bit of her torso and waist, just barely covering her chest. She has a surprisingly intriguing laugh, musical in texture, but dark and illustrious, like a gothic chorus. This temptress, this lavish beauty, this jewel in a world of grotesque beings, this demon woman known as Aspen.
Crier of the Tibet Clan
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Crier is a very strange demon, being one of the Tibet demons. He is a well-mannered demon, a rare sight to be sure. He is elegant, graceful, but quite sadistic. He doesn't smile a whole lot, but when he does, it's usually not a good sign. Crier is terrifying once you recognize who or what he truly is. He doesn't seem like a demon, not at first glance anyway. He has flawless, pale skin. His long, shaggy hair floss down his back, spiked at the ends, and the color of onyx. He has glittering amber colored eyes that seem to pierce the walls of the world, and the walls of the heart and mind. He is missing his left eye, now just a hollow, dark socket. He is still dangerous, don't assume he is weaker or handicapped because of his missing eye, no, instead he seems to see and observe more now than he ever did before. His left side might be his blind side, but he knows how to keep you in his sights. He's agile, flexible, and fast. He trains hard all the time to keep himself in top notch condition and to keep his skills honed to the max. He never gives up without a fight, he never backs down from challenges because he knows he can always defeat the challengers. He is coldly confident and seems to be radiating with a high self esteem. He doesn't go out and kill humans as much as others do, he'd much rather go off and kill angels. Crier's past is a complicated one after all, and he hates demons with all his heart. No one knows how he lost his eye, many assume an angel tore it out of his face. He doesn't care what others think, as long as he knows the truth about himself and about others
Legend
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Shane
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Shane; the kid that no one really cares about. He's practically invisible to the world in that no one knows him. He was raised as an orphan his whole life, never adopted. When he turned seventeen, he left the orphanage with nothing but the clothes on his back and his iPod, his only possession. He lived in the big city, the cheapest place for him to live, in a rundown apartment in the slums. He doesn't seem to react to anything, mostly cause of how he was raised. The orphanage was a very small building but filled to bursting with children. They were forced to stay quiet and sit still or they would be punished, so as long as he obeyed, he was fine. That's why he doesn't show emotion or really form attachments to things because he feels they will just be taken away from him. If he ever tried to express himself, he was shut down, so he doesn't even bother to try. He doesn't know who his parents were, since he was found and brought to the orphanage as an infant. No one ever adopted him because he seemed so quiet and troubled. As a little one, he was bullied by the older kids and was considered an outcast. One such incident with the bullies left him deaf in his right ear; they set off a firework next to his head. His burns healed, but he still has faint, crisscrossing scars on the right side of his face near his ear and eye. He had managed to close his eyes in time, so his right eye was spared from being blind. He is, however, blind in his left eye. No one knows how that happened. It was actually the result of a demon's failed attempt at killing him, but not even he knows that. Sometimes he can sense demons and angels, but he doesn't really know what he's sensing. He has an exceptional ear for music and sometimes says that he "can't live without it." He wears dark sunglasses to hide his eyes from the world, so no one can tell where he's looking. He also doesn't want them to see his blind left eye. He isn't one to care about appearances, but deformities like blindness and scars draw attention, and that's the last thing he wants. Shane is tall for his age, not overly so, just about two inches taller than average. He has spiky, jet black hair that almost brushes his shoulders. He has bright green eyes, but his left eye is paled from lack of light reception. He is very smart, but he never went to school. Still, he's fast when it comes to learning, and he often studies things by reading books at the library. He doesn't care for electronics except his iPod and perhaps a laptop, but only for it's use in putting new music on his iPod. He mostly wears black, white, anything in neutral shades. He wears surprisingly nice clothes, but that's because he stole them. He's like a modern day Robin Hood: he steals from the rich and from thieves and lawbreakers, and gives what he takes to the poor, only keeping some things for himself. He doesn't do it often, because it's risky.