Name: Larkan Rem (Larkan the Butcher)

Age: 26

Height: 7'1

Weight: 156

Appearance: Shortly cropped blonde hair, Dark green eyes, Has a single scar on the side of his jaw, Tends to have slight stubble or a short goatee, Rather darkly tanned skin tone, Muscular but thin and starved looking, Overall long and lightly built frame. Wears a chainmail undershirt, Dark red long sleeved tunic, Black trousers, Heavy but unrestraining shoulder armor and breastplate, Gauntlets, Shin and knee armor, Heavy boots and a masked helmet with several spikes coming out of the back of it.

Personality: Crude, Standoffish, Loud mouthed, Loves to pick a fight, Rarely withdrawn, Very openly opinionated.

Weapons/Powers: A heavy and rather elaborate claymore. Larkan is able to control and manipulate the ground by touching it or driving his sword into it. He can then either change its hardness from solid rock to sand at will, as well as forming it into shapes that would otherwise be impossible.

Skill/Abilities(Unrelated to powers): Very strong and exceptional as a swordsman, as well as able to take quite a beating before he slows down.

Profession: Mercenary and Ex-Paladin of Earth

Bio: Larkan was born a bastard, his mother having had an affair with one of the high nobles of the Elemental Caste, then sent off to one of the royal orphanages as soon as he was born. He was raised by Priests and Priestesses there. He learned about his mother and the circumstances of his birth at a very young age due to one of the hired hands who despised him. At only 7, he started to rebel from his caretakers in every way he could think of, such as staging raids on the kitchens with the other orphans, stealing from the priests and vandalizing the orphanage itself. While most of the other children were adopted rather early, he was simply passed over by the prospective families for being a troublesome bastard. When he finally turned 16, he was kicked out of the orphanage with a few meager coins to fend for himself. He lived on the streets for a few months, stealing food and drink whenever he can, constantly roaming the back alleys with the other homeless beggars. At 17, he discovered that he had powers over dirt and rocks, usually tinkering to make them into useful tools, such as forming a handful of mud into a key after forcing it into a lock. As he continued to practice his newfound powers, he became quite adept with them, but he used them sparingly for fear of being caught and prosecuted for them. However, when he broke into the home of one of the Royal Armys recruiters, he was caught by the recruiter himself, who instead of turning him in outright, decided to give him a choice: Either he would go to prison, or allow himself to be put into service in the Army. Accepting his request for fear of being imprisoned, he was automatically sent to the soldiers training camps the next day. He trained hard alongside the other recruits, slowly finding that he liked the challenge of military life, and the fact it meant he had a place to sleep and regular meals. When the trainers found out he had powers over earth, he was transferred to the specialized classes for Elementals, where he eventually became a Paladin of Earth, a specialized knight who was sent at the worst times of war. After his first tour, he gained the title of Butcher from his victims due to the fact he had a tendency to slice off his opponents limbs and head when he killed them. After the fifth battle of the war, he got into an argument with one of the high ranking nobles that were in charge of his squad, slicing him in two because the noble was merely sending them to their deaths for prestige and glory, and Larkan took his sword, deserting the army. Afterward, he became a mercenary, serving in several other wars until he was captured by a rival group of mercenaries, where he remains today.

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Name: Reaver Crane

Age: 19

Height: 6'7

Weight: 130

Appearance: Human Appearance: Short and unruly brown hair to the nape of the neck, Bright hazel eyes, Clean shaven, Very pale skin, Rather thin and wiry while keeping somewhat toned, Long and lanky frame, Normally wears a pair of loose black trousers, White dress shirt, Loose black jacket, And a black fedora with a red strip right above the brim. Longsword Appearance: Three foot long blade covered with small twisting black markings, Gnarled ad thorned cross-guard with an amulet encrusted in the center, Half-foot long handle and a sharpened pommel.

Personality: Crude, Skeptical, Handsy, Usually prefers to keep to himself, Sarcastic whenever given the chance, Rather open despite being somewhat anti-social.

Skill/Abilities: Very skilled at fast and/or smooth talking, Very agile and quick, and can transform parts of his body or his entire self into his longsword form.

Profession: Demon Weapon: Bloody Longsword

Bio: Reaver was born into a rather illustrious family of both Demon Weapons and Weapon Meisters known as the Cranes, most Meisters coming from his fathers side of the family while his mothers side carried the Weapon genes. While his father usually kept with Shinigami, hunting humans that had turned evil and whose souls were turning into Kishin Eggs, his mother raised him at home, making sure he had a good, well rounded education. When he turned 7, he already started to develop his ladies-man personality, often preferring to play with girls on the playground, even though other kids his age complained of cooties or the equivalent. At 8, he found that he had taken after his moms side after he turned into a long dagger by accident. His mother was overjoyed, and his father automatically started to send him to Shibusen so that he could train to become a Death Scythe. On his 16th birthday, he managed to transform fully into his longsword form, as well as turning his forearm into the blade itself. After a year of training, he perfected his transformations and fighting style, but when the time came to assign him to a Meister, he refused all of the ones that came up. It was another year until he came to the next assigning, and he spotted an attractive young girl with a soul that resonated with his perfectly, and shoving aside the weapon that was to be assigned to her, he assigned himself, making Momo Ayaumi his Weapon Meister. For the next year and a half, they started their quest to hunt evil humans who were turning their souls into the eggs of Kishin, eventually getting 88 Kishin Egg souls.