Kain
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Post by Kain on Jul 20, 2010 18:03:54 GMT 2
I'll post any and all of my characters here starting with Rowlous and then adding new characters in subsequent posts . Rowlous AppearanceLong silver hair tumbles from his head and chin. He is beard is wispy but reaches almost to his waist. The hair on his head falls just past his shoulders and curls up slightly at the end. His eyes and gold from frequent magic use. Even in his hunched state brought on by age he stands 6'3. General InfoRowlous's cloak that flows to the ground has an innumerable amount of pouches and pockets. He always seems to be able to pull out exactly what he needs. It has been said his cloak is enchanted, but if asked about it he would deny it fervently all the while maintaining a knowing twinkle in his eye. He appears about 65, although he is much older than that. He is the great grandfather of Oriana (see Saga's character thread). Long ago he was the leader of the same clan as her as well. His own son challenged his right to rule and, refusing to use magic for risk of being banished on that alone, he lost the fight and thus relinquished the rule. He is incredibly skilled in magic and is very fluent in the language of power. He has lived in the forest for many years, the clearing where his cottage resides is guarded by magic and finding it is almost impossible to a mere man. PersonalityRowlous is very cheery and lackadaisical. He is slow to anger but once he's mad, watch out! He has a dark side and those who meddle in his affairs or in those of his friends and family will receive the full brunt of his magical prowess.
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Post by Kain on Jul 26, 2010 17:12:28 GMT 2
Name: No one is this world can comprehend his true name.
Alias: Rackasul
Race: Shape shifter
Physical description: Being a shape shifter he can take any form he wants. To avoid constant conflict he usually takes the form of a 20-something year old man. He has perfect physique and is very skilled with the sword around his belt. The sword is actually part of him that he shape shifted to be a sword. His blade is said to be so sharp that if a butterfly landed on the blade, it would be split in two. When he needs to truly fight he reverts to his preferred form. His lower half is that of giant black serpent. From the waist up he is a minotaur with glistening black fur. From the tip of his tail to the tops of his horns he is over 20 feet long, but when he stands normally coiled on his tail he is about 12 feet tall.
Mentality: He is a brutally violent being. He relishes the taste of blood and will kill for any reason.
Primary weaponry: When in his human form he uses a long sword with a four and a half foot blade. Due to his immense strength he can wield it with one hand. When in his beast form he needs no weapons, using his tree trunk arms to rip people in two.
Secondary weaponry(optional): When in human form he will often shift his left hand to suit his needs. Sometimes it's a shield, or a hammer to pummel his enemies, whatever his twisted mind can imagine.
Powers, abilities, and skills: He possesses the ability to shape change, but he mainly sticks to his human form and his beast form. He is also extremely skilled in all forms of melee combat, especially with his sword. He is highly skilled in fire magic, and has a powerful immunity to most other magics, save light. Background:
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Post by Kain on Jul 28, 2010 18:59:36 GMT 2
Name: Avaarick
Race: Baran. They are the descendants of the giants of ancient times.
Age: In the terms of his people he has seen two hundred and forty-seven winters
Personality: He is the true embodiment of the "gentle giant". He is cheery and very optimistic. Occasionally people will judge him and think he is childish and that life is hard and war is brutal and there is nothing to be happy about but he kindly disagrees with them. His only vice is alcohol, and a heavy vice it is.
Appearance: Standing just under 9 feet tall and jut shy of 600 pounds he is a mountain of a man. His facial features resemble that of a dwarf, including a flowing auburn beard. His kind eyes are crystal blue. He is extremely muscular, almost all of his massive weight being muscle. He wears a gleaming osmium (look it up lol) suit of plate armor that he received as a coming of age present from his people. Usually an extremely rare metal, it is found in abundance in the one mountain his people have resided on for over a thousand years.
Weapons: Due to his enormous size he himself is a weapon. His fist can crush like a mace. He does carry a massive two handed war hammer into battle. It was given to him by the king of Garis himself.
Powers: The Baran have no power of magic and this rely of physical skill alone. He is very agile for one his size and often will sup rise his enemies with his quickness. He is skilled at hand to hand fighting as and he is nigh unstoppable when swinging his hammer. In addition to not being able to use magic he is very weak against it.
History: Born on the mountain of his people he was taught the ways of self defense as was customary and he inherited the general pleasantness of his people. As tradition dictates after 100 winters of training he mated with a female chosen by the leader of the tribe. Instead of staying to tend his mate he approached the council and asked to leave the tribe. He wanted to explore the world. This, or course, sparked an outrage and he was promptly banished. He cannot return to the tribe until he has seen 500 winters. He took it in stride and cheerfully said his goodbyes. (In his eyes he was getting what he wanted and 500 winters was not that long of a time.) After wandering on his own for many years, drifting from town to town and experiencing the world he ran into a brigade of Aienster troops. They asked him for his allegiance. Despite saying he had none, his general demeanor and the fact that he was not human led them to be live he was either Balan or Garis. The promptly attacked. He defeated them easily but found their weapons useless in his massive hands so he did not loot their bodies but continued on his way. He soon entered the kingdom of Garis where he attempted to enlist. The enlisting officer promptly brought him before the king and the king knew he could greatly help the war effort. So he was accepted into the army and given a highly ranked position as well as his hammer.
Allegiance: Garis
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Post by Kain on Aug 16, 2010 19:27:25 GMT 2
Name: Gaius Wolf
Age: 27
Personality: A soft spoken man, Gaius never says anything he doesn't have to. His eyes do most of the talking for him, and whatever is left he communicates with his blade or his gun. Despite his indifference towards killing he is a family man. After being brought to Oak Point for killing a man in a bar fight, he has made it very clear that all he wants to do is get back to his wife and child.
Appearance: A very nondescript six feet tall he's hardly bulky, but not too slight either. His muscles are well reflexed and tightly wound. He wears blue jeans that are worn from constant use and a dusty tan V-neck. His dirty blond hair is long shoulder length and rather unkempt after weeks on the run. He has a constant stubble on his face as well as a thin pale scar on his right cheek.
Background: Born and raised on a cattle farm he grew up learning his father's trade. When he was sixteen his father grew tired of living a life of constant indigence and decided to do something about it. He robbed a bank and took his family on the run. Over the years all of his family was either killed by nature or captured. Gaius managed to avoid capture and start over until his 27th birthday. He went out to a bar to enjoy a drink or two and got pulled into a bar fight. Killing the man out of self-defense didn't make him innocent and after a week in a county jail he found himself in Oak Point. When he was 23 he rescued a whore from her old life and promptly married her. His only son turned two just three days before Gaius was arrested.
Weapons: He carries two six shot .45 revolvers which he maintains every day, as well as a thin rather nondescript double edged blade which he wields with incredible proficiency. Strapped to his right calf is a huge 18-inch kukri knife which he uses both as a utility knife and for extremely close quarters fighting.
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