Well, read the most above... Now, in order to COMPLETELY camoflage, you must have NO cloths on... otherwise, the enemy can see a pair of cloths running around... scarry eh? Its like the cloths at your grandma's Dennny...

Name: ChamEl
GET IT RIGHT DENNY!!! snort.

Ok, so Horus, Amal, and myself are on route to Terminia...
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As Horus, Amal, and Chamel traveled towards Terminia, They talked about their lives, and how they had been affected by the new onslaught of complications ahead of them.
"So, what will you do after the battle Chamel?" asked Amal.
"Well, my sensei said that my parents would be there if we are victorious. I really don't know what I will do after the battle..." replied Chamel.
They continued their way towards Terminia, when (Yeah, this would be a boring post (and stupid) if their wasn't some kind of action) a couple of Garm's goons jumped the traveling trio. All of them got into battle stances. Amal's Glaive ready, Horus' Dark Blade ready, and Chamel's Masmoon ready. The monkeys where about to attack when a tree fell inbetween the two parties.
"Run!" Shouted Chamel.
The other two, stunned, obeyed.
"Now the deal is we run, right? And what happens to the men if they don't find us? Eh? I'm pretty sure Garm will have a nice punishment for the now failing goons. Probably much worse then what we could do..." said Chamel, as the three ran.
"Why did the tree fall?" asked Amal.
Horus almost plowed Amal over for such a question.
"He just answered, silly!" shouted Horus.
They continued to run towards the nearest town, more smoke was rising from the treeline.
"Oh boy." said Chamel, quickly trying to formulate a plan. Turning to Horus for a answer. Nothing there. "Hmm..." hummed Chamel. "Were trapped here, maybe cutting that tree down wasn't such a good idea...". Suddenly Amal's face light up, Horus and Chamel listening intently for the response.
"We fight, ambush the men that are coming, but the trick is not to let one of the men out of our site, or, we have all the men in that town on us like white on rice."
"I have no objections to that, better than running into the town. Not knowing whats going on in there." said Horus.
"I could change that status, but we still would have time to do that and plus them goons are coming as we speak. Just not enough time..." said Chamel. "But I have no objections to your plan at all Amal (Snicker)."
"Ok, so we ambush them!" said Horus.
"Just watch for eachother, and don't let any men escape if they try, use a magic spell." replied Amal.

The men came shouting down the path (like they always do) and thats when all heck broke loose on the goons. The three had pinned the men down and where closing in on the center quickly. No one carring if they killed (hey, its you or them). Amal, Horus, and Chamel made PB & J out of the goons. (strange, I just noticed I don't have bios for me or dragon, NUTZ!) They had done well in eleminating the goons, but some of the monkeys had noticed the skirmish that was taking place outside the town. Hearing the ever-noticable ramble of a stampede of rhinos coming, the group made like greased lighting and bolted out of there.

After the battle, the trio cleaned their blades at a nearby stream.
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Name: Chamel (no last name)

Race: Demi-Human=Chameleon

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Innate: Earth

Appearance: A shadowy type of demi-human, likes dark and tattered wear. Stands about 6'2", a nice cloak, tattered of corse. No shoes here folks, and no gloves, just for the sole purpose of walking or running up walls. Wares semi-baggy silk pants.

Personality: Likes sweet things, enjoys life and hates taking it. Has a deep hatred towards his parents for leaving him, but fights Garm's forces to meet his parents at the end. Unfortunatly, when a battle is about to ensue, his fickle meanness due to his Chameleon blood takes over and makes him a little devil. Always looks out for the best intrests of his friends and would sacrifice himself to save his friends, making him a little pig headed when fights are going on.

Weapon: Masumoon (u is silent) spelled masmoon by me. People who haven't herd of this type of sword haven't played a true RPG. It's basically a long bladed sword, mine is about eight feet from tip to base of blade

Special Abilities: Earth
Lurker: Shoots earth at the enemy along the ground
Greecen: Giant pillars of earth shoot from the ground and can trap enemies, or attack flying enemies.
Earth Cutter: Shards of earth cover my Masmoon and can be flung from it, impailling enemies.

-----Dragon-----
Name: Tiamat

Gender: Female

Innate: Earth

Apperance: Traditional dragon (the ones we all see in paintings)

Personality: Always serous to keep its master from killing the both of them, often disobeys Chamel to avoid death (Chamel shouting at Tiamat when fire ball explodes right where they used to be...) WARNING... Touch at your own risk, once at a little child so she had to go on a human diet...(which she doesn't like at all) You have been forwarned!

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