Jeremiah DraDerex

[Jeremiah DraDerex]

Jeremiah Derex Physical Description/information Race: Human Gender: Male Age: 24 Years Birthdate: Summer 23 488AV Jeremiah stands at approximately five feet eight inches, has brown hair kept short and unkempt. His body is muscular and has defined body. His eye color is green, and a tattoo along his right shoulder down to his forearm, it has no significant powers to it ie. it is ornamental. With that said, it served as an identification mark so that you could easily tell him apart from his identical twin brother Dramon Derex.

[Jeremiah DraDerex]

Current Residence Small house on Black Rock Island, description in the mini story following this post. Skills Skill Experience Short Bow 12/100 Spiritism 26/100 Meditation 18/100 Glyphing 1/100 Unarmed Combat 10/100 Medicine First Aid 1/100 Seduction 1/100 Ledger Amount What Cost 1 Starting package -0GM 100GM 1 Book of Spiritism Heirloom 100GM 1 ShortBow -30GM 70GM 100 Short bow Arrows -5GM 65GM 1 Pouch Belt -1GM 64GM 1 Cook Kit -10GM 54GM 1 Archer’s Target -18GM 36GM Lore: Preservation of animals after death, and in theory even Human bodies. Trading Routes (Sea) where they are how long it takes, etc. Focusing through Pain Self-mutilation Soulmist Creation of Soulmist Contact: Molawny Creation of Ghostbeads Religion Avid follower of Dira ideologies., Thread Lists Ocean Side Dining http://www.mizahar.com/forums/topic16646.html (complete) Memories: Archery (Flashback) http://www.mizahar.com/forums/post130412.html#p130412 (Awaiting Grading)

[Jeremiah DraDerex]

Draven Derex(NPC) Once a successful hunter and avid worshiper of Dira, he is the twin brother of Jeremiah. Both always got along very well and always had a symbiotic relationship along with a brotherly bond that had carried over even after death. Race: Ghost Gender: Male Age: 23 Died Winter 22nd 502AV 14 years old Skills Skills Exp Materialization 10xp Possession 10xp Soulmist Manip. 10xp Royce Derex / Bridget Derex These are Jeremiah's parents who live within the city of Zeltiva. They were sailors and helped a small trading company located within the city. The two raised both Draven and Jeremiah and taught them most of what they know today. Both enjoy bringing back little momentous from their journeys to foreign lands. Because of Jeremiah's love of books, they'd often bring back journals or exotic literature. Race: Human Gender: Male/Female (respectively) Age: 35/ 28 (respectively) Stats Sailing 10XP Barkeeping 10XP Business 10XP

[Jeremiah DraDerex]

I encourage you to play this audio while reading. It is both peaceful and goes with the CS. Mini Biography/story Jeremiah and Draven both moved from Zeltiva for Black Rock five years ago (506AV) in search of a greater understanding of spirtism and the celebration of death. They plan to travel back to their home with family in Zeltiva soon. The air slightly damp from the ocean spray, a breeze blew from behind the new comer of the island as she walked down the rickety wooden dock, the only sign of it's existence was the touch as it rolled over bare flesh. The wind rolled over the cold, black changing stones. The wind rolled over canals veined through the ever changing district area, rolled even to the tomb like houses of the inhabitants of the island. The new visitor was beckoned by the wind to explore further passed the tomb like structures either occupied by the living or the living at heart; not a sound emanated from within them. Most of the inhabitants were wary of the new comer. Out over the ocean a thunderstorm begins to grow much like the new comers curiosity of the mythical island a rare opportunity indeed. The new comer explored further until the faint sounds of chimes licked at her ears. She now feels drawn by an unknown force to find where the sound was originating from. The loud rumble of thunder could be heard contrasting the harmonious chimes of wind-chimes that swung softly in the wind. This sound device hung in the doorway of an open tomb like home, the force that had drawn the new comer to the doorway became friendly and accommodating. The open doorway almost seem to call to the girl with an assurance that any visitors were welcomed, or perhaps it was only her curiosity. As the new comer entered the dimly lit tomb, a noticeable temperature drop graced the skin of the new comer yet it doesn't prevent her from exploring the home further. Sharp sounds of chimes could be heard originating deeper within the home. Candles flickered within their inlayed homes along the wall, casting random flickers of light as the small hallway opened into an open area. A fixed and made bed at one corner and directly opposite of it a desk full of papers and other curious objects. The walls of the room housed more inlayed candles, their white wax drip from their shelves adding to the already strange atmosphere of the room. The newcomer spoke in a soft voice, "Hello?" An almost insultingly soft voice that was muffled even in the echoey stoned home. She heard the sounds of chimes again, random distinct tings coming from a stone bead, curtained doorway. The pattern in the beads show a scythe, a strange sight but not as strange as the human skull inlayed above the door way, a candle flickered away within the hollow shell almost adding life again to the dead object. ----------------------------------------------------- The curiosity reached a crescendo as the welcomed guest parted the beads to an open room. The first thing the guest noticed was the increase of candles, the strange drawings along the walls, and in the center of the room a figure suspended by many cords and ropes. It looked like a strange hammock, or spider web attached to the ceiling. The figure was in a crossed legged seated position (Lotus), and seemed to either be some trance. Tied to each of the strands of cord chimes chimed mysteriously on their own. The candles surrounding the body on the floor beneath the man in deep meditation cast a soft orange glow on the white skinned man. It wasn't apparent as to whether or not he was wearing anything until the girl cautiously came closer. The close proximity now revealed that the man was wearing a simple loincloth, which barely covered the man's pride, obviously the piece of cloth was there for the benefit of any wary visitors who ventured in and explored the house. This however was a fact over shadowed by a grimmer discovery. Along with the sounds of chimes, a slow dripping noise could be heard coming from beneath the hanging man. She investigated further and found several lines of crimson blood, their origin she didn't know. She fallowed the lines of red life force as the trail snake their way across his body. Her eyes fallow a stream of blood up his back and stop as her eyes now focus on a morbid sight. The man was not sitting in loops of lines but suspended by them. Large metal hooks hooked into him, flesh pulled tight as the skin stretches and strains to hold the body up. Further inspection reveals a dozen of these large fishing hooks position on various parts of the man's body each pulling his skin suspending the man in the air.

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