Legends ofAmarna

Warning! The anathema is here.

The doctrine that poisoned the souls of many, that wrought blood against blood, life against life. Aspasia has not been the same, nor will it ever be. As history fades into legend, and legend into myth, so too are the whispers of peace that had once brought each of the races together in harmony. As such a time faded into history, so does the chaos grow - the resentment that breeds loathing - that brings about war.

With the world pitted against each other, each race, equines, canines, and felines taking sides, the question is, which side will you choose?

Kale Offline

Full name: Nicholas Kale Akbar
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  • breed Feline/Lion
  • height 3'8"
  • eye color Light green
A rather large and strong beast that is proud of his looks. Kale is well toned from not sitting on his butt all day allowing others to wait hand and foot on him. Instead under his chocolate brown colored fur he sported a toned frame. For the most part he is rather simple looking for he was mostly the chocolate brown color with the brown lightning ever slightly on his legs. His nose is a dark green which is strange as his paw pads where dark brown. Though his claws where dark green as well. Another thing about Kale was his lush and thick mane. It was a lighter hue of green than his nose, but still dark in it’s own right. The same with the tuft of fur on the end of his tail. His eyes just like his human form were a light green. Another thing his feline form and his human form share is the large cross like scar on the right side of his chest reaching down to around his mid stomach.
Human Form
  • height 6'0"
A handsome dark skinned man who stands six feet even. He has broad shoulders and well toned muscles. Kale is a man who takes pride in his looks so he keeps himself well groomed with no hair on his body expect his mane. It is a dark green color and covers his head, neck, and even partly on his chest fading into a ‘v’ shape just over his heart. Though there is no fur on his face which shows off his square jaw and light green eyes. Coming out of his mane is his ears. They aren’t human ears instead they are ears just like his lion form. The young man has rather large hands and feet giving him a good platform to balance on, but he is a creature who is far from perfect. On his the right side of his chest, starting on the lower breast area and running down to about his belly button he has a scar in the shape of a cross. Thankfully though he has no other scars on him.

As far as what he wears Kale prefers to wear fine clothing. Normally simple black colored pants, with a fancy looking silk shirt with some fabulous design on it. One that is show offish, with a black vest over top to help tone down the wild colors that are sure to be on the shirt. On his side he has a sword that is made of silver, and colored in diamonds.


A clever and cunning ladies man. Kale is a smooth talker who knows who to flatter a lady. He is respectful and caring thought he isn’t a saint. Oh no he is a serious person with a stern belief that one must work for things. He believes the poor must work their way out of the gutter and rise up throw their own sweat and tears. For this reason he came come across as harsh, even a bit cruel for he doesn’t give out handouts. Though he isn’t completely heartless, the man has a soft spot for kids, and mothers of young kids.That said when he does find young mothers whose families are living in dirt and barely getting by he makes sure they are at least fed, while pushing the men to work harder for their family. Kale is a logical being and knows how to use his brain. Be it in battle or just in day to day life. He is a proud feline, and is a bit of an elitist show boy. One who is very, very protective of other felines and finds other races to be dirty and beneath him. Though he still acts civil around them.


Born in a land ruled feline shapeshifters, Kale was born the fourth Prince of Vakgil which was a smaller kingdom within the land, but still highly respected despite its size. Being the fourth born with two older brothers and an older sister a head of him Kale never expected he’d ever be King. That didn’t mean he let others spoil him into a self centered brat. No growing up he took pride in himself and what he did. He trained daily with his siblings, and studied as well.

Unlike his siblings though he didn’t take on a role within the kingdom that had him sitting around the castle all day pushing papers. No he joined the army and worked his way from the bottom up. Kale became a Captain by the age of twenty-four. By this time a small war had broken out between Vakgil and Hupyolti who sat just to the east. The war wasn’t over land or anything, but over family honor for Hupyolti had insulted the Kale’s family, but the royals of Hupyolti felt they had been wronged when Kale’s older sister refused to marry their third born prince who was a sickly man. As well as a coward. Not even a secret coward either, for everyone know it and to marry him would have brought disrespect upon the Akbar family.

The war didn’t last that long, a mere year if that much really before it was over. It ended with Kale’s sister scaring the cowardly prince so much that he fled. Embarrassed Hupyolti surrendered. Working more within the army and rising to General at around age thirty Kale decided to go out with a small group of trusted members of his army. They were close to not just his family but himself. Call them his core friends if you will. It was on this patrol that his life changed. Out of nowhere a sandstorm hit and with no place to really take shelter the group made a run for it. Finally he found safety at some ruins only to find when the sand finally settled that they weren’t in Vakgil anymore, but somehow ended up in Aspasia.


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