Teer is the largest known village in all of Hammer, the Western continent in Latarie. With a booming population, festivals come year-round to entertain the many people in Teer. But when the new ruler of the kingdom Yuril took the throne, it was decided that Teer should become the capitol of the kingdom. For whatever the reason, festivals didn't come as often as they did, and the prices of everything rose dramatically. Though people still lived and lived well, constantly defending themselves against the weather and the neighboring country, Thymes, a barbaric people who care not about age or gender, just if their enemy was from Yuril and they must be killed. A new, darker threat lay on the northern border of Yuril, the dark kingdom of Kasessh, full of vampires, demons, and other creatures of the night. With Yuril's borders constantly being attacked, it is a wonder why the king hasn't yet sent more soldiers to help defend the borders.
Admin Guardians
Nimondor's
Wicked's
Credits
Nimondor
The High Prophet of Teer, creator of this board.
Wicked
Is going to be making a few skins for the site, an helping with some of the coding.
Personality: He is often serious and dark, not letting even the closest of people see his face. He doesn't trust many people, only one or two has ever seen him in action, and if someone had seen him, he'd make sure they could never see anything again. Enjoys: Having sex with women, of course, eating, running around on rooftops to find the perfect victim to steal from. Hates: Vampires, filthy rich humans, cats.
Family: Everyone is still alive, though he refuses to have any communication with them. Siblings: Darji Shun'tia (brother, unknown location) Parents: Lashe and Caryn Shun'tia Mate: Aqua Malakai Crush: Nope.
Strengths: With his odd ability to talk to animals, he prefers the birds, as they can fly in the sky and practically do anything they wish, thereby letting him send messages so privately, so very hidden and discreet that the bird is never noticed (or at least, so far he's found out); has had fifteen years of training with the daggers and poisons. Weakness: Tends to hurry things; he is, of course, weak against any werewolf thing; a failure would punch one of his buttons and he'd either kill the so-called loyal follower or punish him/her badly.
History: Aten was born by a mother who raised him cruelly, until the day he finally decided to leave her and his father and brother to pursue something greater. Even if his brother was older, he had never been able to find the troublesome boy. Aten was only ten-years-old when he began to learn of the art of assassination and stealing, two prized traits in the Lower City. He was taught by a great thief, though he never knew that he had been the former King of Thieves until he turned fifteen-years-old, when he rose in the ranks amongst thieves and finally became a young King. The old man, proud of him, stepped down willingly and disappeared, never to be seen again. Aten didn't bother searching for him, and still to this day, he could always wonder where the old man and his brother were, but he would never search for them. They could look for him if they really wanted to, but good luck to them, he'd always tell himself.