I need help.

[Thundertail]

Darn!

I tried to post the other characters for you guys to use, I got a power glitch and lost the whole file!

Sorry, guess you're on your own!
(Atleast I posted my characters! LOL!)

[Thundertail]

Here's some 'Free Characters'!

(Finally got it working again!)
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Name: "Rick Heresy"

Species: Human

Gender: Male

Place of origin: Born in Naranda. Visited Macula, Burberville and Stutanto with his father as a boy. Now lives on his farm near Pumicetown.

Age: 48

Height: 5' 11 3/4"

Appearance: Roundish yet firm and strong, his body is built for power; which is greatly needed in his farming profession. His brain is still agile and quick, and ready for a comment or laugh. The hair on his pumpkin shaped head was darker than dirty blonde when young, but now sports touches of grey. Saphire eyes always show mirth, even when something goes wrong; and the goatee underneath frames his thin-lipped mouth. The nose above didn't know whether to be pointy or bulbous; so it chose to be both. Dressed in your basic farming garb when tending fields, that makes him look like your everyday farmer; but the bright colored and fanciful dress accentuated by a light grey Longshoremans' cap while fishing the sea tells of his nautical ambitions.

Possessions: Owns twenty eight acres of farmland, and on it a small ranch-style house with all the furnishings. There are barns, paddocks and sheds here too; and he allows his hands partially own those - along with the farming implements and half of all the crop grown during the season - usually taro, wheat, corn and what gets planted in thier extensive vegetable garden.
At the coast he owns a small fishing dinghy, which he keeps in a rented boathouse owned by a friend that lives there (Thurston Oglevie[human] and his Partner, Greach [Cryptoclidus] - more characters to flesh out...ugh!). Also owns two fishing nets he uses in the coves there, but he has never been out fishing near the Razor Reef in his life. Also some traps he sets out on the seabed for lobsters and crabs - he fishes in the harvest off-season.

Skills: Farming, fishing. Selling or trading goods produced by these two endeavors.

Languages: English with a touch of Dutch, Saurian, various sign signals recognisible to most dinosaurs

Allignments: Flatrock, Ma'isia, Thursten Oglevie, Greach, Coastal Fishing guild, Western farming cartel.

Biography: Rick Heresey was born in Naranda, at the roots of the volcano where Volcaneum dominates. His early years were spent traveling with his father delivering supplies and things between Macula, Burbleville and Stutanto. He now owns a farm in the outskirts of Pumicetown, where between his crops at the farm and fish brokering at the sea, he makes a decent enough living. He was born like any other human infant on Dinotopia, and grew to boyhood in just about the same way; but because of his traveling all around with his father, his schooling often suffered. he was not one to give up, though; and strove to at least pass all of his classes. His father died a week after his sixteenth birthday, and his aunt offered to take him in; but the town fathers in the area deemed that Rick was old enough to make his own decisions on where to live. He was naturally a loner, and though his aunt's offer to live in Treetown was a tempting offer; he decided to sell his father's business and do some things he had always dreamed about: farming and fishing.
Fishing came first, and he signed on to a fishing fleet at Stufanto, his captain being Thurston Oglevie; who captained a trawling barge and was powered by a team of four Cryptoclydus, Greach being the leader of that team. Things went well for him for many seasons, tending nets and transporting the fish to market; where expeditions through the Rainy Basin purchased the fish. During his land travels, he passed many farmsteads along the coastal trade routes; and life on dry land seemed more suitable than the dangers of the sea to him. His first farm was back in the town he was born in, but that seemed too far away from the sea; so he moved everything along with a Chasmosaur friend to a place in between; thus a farm near the coast on the outskirts of Pumice town made itself available to him. By luck his old captain retired and began a fishing supply company near by on the coast; and thus he began this combination way of life he knows now.

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Name: "Flatrock"

Species: Dimetrodon

Gender: male

Place of origin: Foothills of Volcaneum.

Age: 18

Height: 4' 10" at shoulder, 8' 7" sail, 28' 9" snout to tail.

Appearance: He is a deep green in color with a slightly olive belly. His sail is slightly darker than the rest of him; and sport tiny red dots accentuating the bony spines within. He is loyal and friendly, but a little sneaky and mischevious at times. Always asking for days off to forage for game in the surrounding forest.

Posessions: Any kind of implements present on a farm, has his own custom made halter and rigging for cart pulling and plough work. Shares everything on the farm with the owner and other workers.

Skills: General farm labor, cart puller.

Languages: Dimetrodon, Saurian, a few words of Ceratopsian, understands but can not speak Human English.

Allignments: Rick Heresey, Ma'isia

Biography: Flatrock was born in the foothills that surround Volcaneum, from a mother that got lost from the Rainy Basin and wandered into the area. He hatched in a flat cleft of rock in a secluded area near Rick Heresey's farm. He hid from his mother, as Dimetrodons are canibalistic to thier children; and Flatrock found himself hiding in Rick's barn. Being no bigger than a Compsagnathus at the time, all he could hunt and remain hidden was the mice and other creatures that infested the barn. Rick began wondering why his crop began to suddenly not be infested; and eventually found the little creature, who promptly ran away! Rick gradually won him over a little at a time, coaxing him out with trips of fish and such; until one day during a storm the little Dimetrodon found his way into the house, and Rick spent the time comforting the frightened little creature.
Over time Flatrock got used to this human taking care of him - especially the fish he often served for his meals! He soon grew to his full size, and was glad to help out this person who took him in with work on his farm. He quickly became strong enough to pull any cart, plough or other contrivance on the farm; and became friends with all the other human and dinosaur worker that came and went during planting and harvest. His best dinosaur friend, which was one of the more permanent residents of the farm was Maisey (He could not pronounce her real name.) the Chasmosaur. They spent a good many years on the farm together; and even though he thought she was the best dino on the island, she treated him with the air of sisterly indifference! That didn't matter to Flatrock, though; for he was happy in hisnew home, and the work there seemed to him like play. Over the years with the human and the Chasmosaur, the trio ran the farm and the fishing boat on the coast as a team.
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Name: "Ma'isia" (Maw-Issa)
Nickname: Maisey

Species: Chasmosaur

Gender: Female

Place of origin: Romano's hatchery, Volcaneum, then Rick Hersey's farm and fishery.

Age: 39

Height: 12' at shoulder, 19' 11" snout to tail.

Appearance: She is grey/green in color with a light olive frill and head. Every Chasmosaur has distinct color markings on thier frills, and hers look like twin ragged heart-shapes; which are bright crimson around the edges and burnt orange in the center. Aqua saurian eyes can show both exterme mirth as well as intense anger. Articulate mouth can almost imitate many human expressions; but her favorite one is a smile! Likes to have her toenails painted (all 20!) the same colors as her frill; but only does that when she goes into town!

Posessions: owns custom made halter and rigging for cart pulling and farmwork; and shares ownership of everything on the farm.

Skills: Light farm work, farm transportation.

Languages: Chasmosaurian, Saurian, Ceratopsian, understands and can only speak a few words of human English.

Allignments: Rick Heresey, Flatrock.

Biography: Ma'isia was born in Romano Hatchery, in a nest of forteen other siblings. They all grew up there in the usual way; and by the time they all were yearlings, all of them had life Partners except her. She stayed around the hatchery and the Earthfarm beyond for a few years until she heard they needed workers in Volcaneum. she worked there for many more years, hauling ore for the metalsmiths and transporting people all over the city like the other Hadrosaurians and Ceratopsians predominant for workers there. One day she was pulling a taxi for a man that had an air of both the sea and the land, and got into a conversation with him. He was establishing a farm, and needed workers to plough and harrow; and owned a boat on the coast where he usually fished. growing bored with everyday life there, and quickly becoming interested in the life this human had, Ma'isia asked if he needed workers, and he told her he could use all the help he could get; so she put in her resignations at Volcaneum and set off with Rick to his farmstead at the foothills of Volcaneum, in Pumicetown.
Things went well for many years, and she soon grew to become Partners with the man; and through the daily routine and its' ups and downs, life to her could not be better. She did not know what to make of the baby Dimetrodon that suddenly was in thier midst; but Rick saw to it that the little creature was taken care of. As he grew he thought of her as his mother, and that unnerved her to no end; but it is the Dinotopian thing to help the poor thing out. Even though he was quite taken with her, she ttreated him with an air of motherly indifference.

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Here's a villianess!:

Name: "Sasha Falantosa"

Species: Human

Gender: Female

Place of origin: Vladivostok, Russia, Pooktook.

Age: 28

Height: 6' 1"

Appearance: Long jet black hair, paleish complexion enhanced by various makeup. Oval face with thin sneer always attatched to it. Lithe yet extremely flexible and agile, and expert in many forms of human fighting - mostly dirty! Dresses in mostly male oriented garb: Jackboots, pants or leggings and seldom skirts, preferrs darker colors with splashes of color - mainly green or orange. Over a plain tunic she either wears vests, or just ornamental tunics, and seldom wears hats.

Posessions: Backpack, bedroll, survival gear and box containing small jewels and trinkets she had stolen, and always on the lookout for more - used mainly in simple trade. An array of small knives and short a sword.

Skills: Ranger/mercenary, cargo runner. Various forms of street fighting.

Languages: Russian-laced English, Saurian, hand language understandable to most saurians.

Allignments: None, really. Appears to allign with persons who would add to her own advantage at the time; then pull a doublecross when 'friend' least expects it.

Biography: Sasha Falantosa was born in a small village near Vladavostock, Russia to a poor family with six siblings. Thier meager existence was brought about by the poor soil and the heavy taxes brought on by the Czarist government. On day, just barely a teenager, the Cossacks attacked the village, killing everyone and burning all the buildings. Sasha ran away from the destruction, and found herself in Vladavostock a street urchin. For five years she survived on the streets, sleeping in alleys and gutters, picking people's pockets and stealing food wherever she could. Ever wary of the law and the orphan houses they put you into, she kept to the shadows of society. In her sixteenth year, she stowed away on a whaling ship and hid there during the long voyage.
The cook aboard ship was kindly, and made friends with her by tempting her out with food; and they soon became good friends. When the captain found out about her, the cook lied and told him she was his neice; and even though she was there without permission, he gave leniency and didn't throw her overboard. Instead, she was to be the assistant cook; and be taken to the authorities at the next Russian port. That opportunity didn't present itself as a few days later, this massive typhoon came up and swamped the boat; but the boat stayed seaworthy for many days before finally succumbing to the sea. The cook, in the meantime, threw Sasha overboard to fend for herself; and hanging onto a life bouy, felt herself being dragged by what she thought was a shark! As the last of her strength left her, she woke an untold amount of time later on the shores of some island.*

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(Some other characters):

Thurston Oglevie[human] and his Partner, Greach [Cryptoclidus]