well, will this do:

Name:Perlin sorcera

Age: around 20

Gender: male

Race: Half Demon(Dragon)

Class:Swordsman,

Stat:25 points: Attack:5 Speed:3 Agility:4 Defense:4(+5) Magic:4 Strength:4
Stealth: 1

Clan:Disturbed Soul

Weapon:Katana-Attack:35 Speed: 13

Attack:Flameing Blade-engulfs the blade of weapon in flames, and burns anything it attacks-Attack:35, Speed:13

Description:mainly wears red shirt, that is baggy, and covers his full arms, he has black jennie looking pants that cover all of the legs, and red boots, has red hair, shoulder lengths, fairly muscular, has dark red dragon wings, his eyes are a bluish red, scar going down his right cheek from

Personality:kind of quite, mainly shy, he is nice mostly, but has a temper when messed with, has a shy affection for cute women, has nothing agenst demons, but he dislikes them more than humans because of his father being one,

Origin:mainly he never knew his real father, his mother had been tourtured by his bio father,and thats how he came to be, his life was almost very secretive, he lived in the forest with his mother for about 15 years, tending for her when she was sick, gathering fire wood, and such, well one day about 5 years ago, a hord of demons found where his mother and he lived, his mother was killed and he was forced to flee, and ever scence he has just walked from town to town, never staying that long in one place, yet never really ot just come then go, he stayed atleast a day or two before moving on, untill the day where he met a girl, he loved her untill another man from the village she was from tryed to kill him for her, he fought bravely, but in the enraged eforts to try to kill perlin, the man killed the girl, and made a permenate scar on his right cheek, after wards, he just stp going near towns, but it evenually changed, and he got back into his old wandering habbits....

Sample RP:(from another rpg) perlin had been resting on a little hill near by, he was stareing up at the sky, his elven wine in hand, he was on vacation from his normal chaotic life, hismouth was twisted in a smile as he heard the children laugh and play, then he heard a heavy dwarven accent, he looked up and saw a dwarf, he sat up and said to himself *well, a dwarf, hmm, i don't think there are that many dwaves around here, must be from the mountians,* perlin had been there once, he remembered the brutish dwarves, their specal way they crafted axes, the feasts they had with fresh kill from the woods, he also remembered the mead they had, now that was good, dwarven beer, that was nice, but not as good as elven wine, the sweet nectar of elven wine....

Perlin snapped out of his remembering daydream and stood up, he walked over to the dwarf and said *well hello there, how are you?* his wings rested on his back, he smiled a very welcoming smile......

-you need the classes bonus in your stats
-your attacks stats are the same as your weapon
-need more decribtion
-need more personality(not alot)

how do i know what the class bonuses are?? i can't find anything that says what they are

-.-*.... this was said a thousand times.... ITS ON THE MAIN SITE.... there is a link in my signature that says RPG information. click it then look at the bottom of the page

well that was never exsplained to me, but now i know, ok

:-\ you still didnt change it

well, will this do:

Name:Perlin sorcera

Age: around 20

Gender: male

Race: Half Demon(Dragon)

Class:Swordsman,

Stat:25 points: Attack:5 Speed:3 Agility:4 Defense:4(+5) Magic:4 Strength:4
Stealth: 1

Clan:Disturbed Soul

Weapon:Katana-Attack:35 Speed: 13

Attack:Flameing Blade-engulfs the blade of weapon in flames, and burns anything it attacks-Attack:35, Speed:13

Description:mainly wears red shirt, that is baggy, and covers his full arms, he has black jennie looking pants that cover all of the legs, and red boots, has red hair, shoulder lengths, and black eyes, fairly muscular, has dark red dragon wings, his eyes are a bluish red, scar going down his right cheek from

Personality:kind of quite, mainly shy, he is nice mostly, but has a temper when messed with, has a shy affection for cute women, has nothing agenst demons, but he dislikes them more than humans because of his father being one,

Origin:mainly he never knew his real father, his mother had been tourtured by his bio father,and thats how he came to be, his life was almost very secretive, he lived in the forest with his mother for about 15 years, tending for her when she was sick, gathering fire wood, and such, well one day about 5 years ago, a hord of demons found where his mother and he lived, his mother was killed and he was forced to flee, and ever scence he has just walked from town to town, never staying that long in one place, yet never really ot just come then go, he stayed atleast a day or two before moving on, untill the day where he met a girl, he loved her untill another man from the village she was from tryed to kill him for her, he fought bravely, but in the enraged eforts to try to kill perlin, the man killed the girl, and made a permenate scar on his right cheek, after wards, he just stp going near towns, but it evenually changed, and he got back into his old wandering habbits....

Sample RP:(from another rpg) perlin had been resting on a little hill near by, he was stareing up at the sky, his elven wine in hand, he was on vacation from his normal chaotic life, hismouth was twisted in a smile as he heard the children laugh and play, then he heard a heavy dwarven accent, he looked up and saw a dwarf, he sat up and said to himself *well, a dwarf, hmm, i don't think there are that many dwaves around here, must be from the mountians,* perlin had been there once, he remembered the brutish dwarves, their specal way they crafted axes, the feasts they had with fresh kill from the woods, he also remembered the mead they had, now that was good, dwarven beer, that was nice, but not as good as elven wine, the sweet nectar of elven wine....

Perlin snapped out of his remembering daydream and stood up, he walked over to the dwarf and said *well hello there, how are you?* his wings rested on his back, he smiled a very welcoming smile......

ah... your attack, the stats for it are supposed to be the same as your weapon, so change your attack stats to attack: 35, speed: 13

well, will that do?

ah, yea i suppose....

what is that supose to mean?

it means your accepted, i wasnt in the mood to say what else was wrong, but you could use alittle more describtion and personality.but oh well