Name: Berial
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Witch or Warlock for male.
Animal Theme: Hell hound( There isn't really a specific type of hell hound like a rottweiler, Pit bull or a wolf so I just put that)
When calling forth these demonic looking shadowy dogs with glowing red eyes that have purple flame at the end of their tales and a flame around the collar.
LOOKS: None as of yet soon to come...
Eye Color: Red with a orange ring right about an inch from the pupil
Hair Color: Black
Skin Tone: Brown
Height/Weight: 6'1 159lbs
Extra: He tends to where a red and black jacket with white fur around the hood that sits on his shoulders most of the time or his head and has a pair of gloves both black with a red outer design on the. He wears baggy pants that looks smooth that has a white belt around them. He wears no shirt under his hood as it is always unzipped revealing his torso. His voice is very calm and straight forward. Similar to Stein. Though mostly sarcastic. He tends to summon a Hell Hound that is about the same size of a horse for flying or riding around purposes. Berial carry's around a book of which he reads most of the time which is full of biblical source and mythology history along with mystical spells. This book is a number of combined books. He also wears a talisman that is shaped like a crescent moon with a diamond like cross behind it that shines when ever the moon is bright at night. It holds mystical powers though they are yet to be revealed.
PERSONALITY: Very calm and yet when roweled up is hyperactive. He is an Enigma and has a keen intellect. Only when he is asleep is when he is at his most peaceful state. Though he is kind towards people he is familiar with or know. Even if they may be a meister or a human and will refrain from attacking them if he had another target. Though only on a mission he will show no mercy...
Likes: To eat anything that has meat or is a soul. Scaring those whom he finds weak. Destruction.
Dislikes: Shibusen. Most meisters. School.
Hobbies: relaxing to watch his plan unfold. To try and obtain greater power by hunting souls of those innocent like weak humans. Naps after reading.
Fears: Nothing. Is very collective at times and really calm even in the most serious moments.
Quote:'' Hehehahahahaaa!'' - '' Come! my Hell Hounds and devour all that is in sight!'' - '' Hellish Hell Dog Hell Flail Fire!
Extra: Berial is quite the sly one at times though is very sinister at times. He is the type that wants to make a person suffer if they did wrong or something against him. He is very easy going with the little ones. Referring to children and ill not harm them nor their parents because of his past. He often changes personality when around a child to a more warmer side that will protect them and whomever their parents are if they are to weak to do it themselves.
HISTORY:
Birthplace/Home Town: A Bayou
Birthday: March 17
Family: Mother a Father and a Grandmother along with 2 older Brothers.
Partner (not applicable to witches): (Ignore this unless your partner is an NPC. You can fill this in later. Read about partners here.)
Life's Story: Berial lived in a dark Bayou in an unknown village(Till I get a name) and learned black magic from his mother and father. Though the main teacher was his grandmother. She showed him all sorts of it and wanted him to become as strong as he could be though he had different intentions. Young Berial wanted to become an Kishin and rule the world. Kind of crazy for a 5 year old at the time aye? But yes he was yet to be called a crazed child that was some of the time picked on as a kid by other kids that he would meet in the towns after traveling through the bayou with his grandmother. Berial told hiss grandmother one when they were holding hands as a child.'' I will make all of them pay soon...'' In a cold sinister tone as he hugged on her thigh of her witch like dress and smiled in a evil kid like way. After heading back to their boat to travel back into the bowels of the Bayou and enter the chambers of the home of which greeted them with Statues that had a very Grimace expression on them Berial would notice that his house was destroyed and burned down. From their he was shocked and even though angered he was very calm.
His Grandmother known as the Sawababa ( Swamp Hag) would stand still and scrutinize the area carefully for any signs of trouble holding the young Berial behind her. Although Berial was calm he was scared as he started to push his face into his Grandmothers back in a scared way. As soon as they thought it was safe they spotted his parents yet no signs of the two elder brothers of Berial and approached them as they laid lifeless. Sawababa picked up the two with her magic and float them into a boat for a peaceful ceremony that his family performed when ever a loved one died and let them sail in a boat together into a mist peacefully never to be seen again. This enraged Berial as he looked around spotting the many culprits and grind ed his k-9 like fangs together as he walked from around his grandmother quietly to her surprised as she asked him.'' What do you think your doing Berial?'' in a curious tone. Berial would look down with tears dripping from his eyes like rain from a summer sky. He balled up his fist and asked in an aggravated tone to the mob of humans of whom cased this mess and lifted his head asking.'' Why!?......Why! Did you do this!?'' He asked only for the human mob to turn and smile pointing at him.'' HEY! There goes some more! Lets get him!'' The one human said as he would move his arm in a gesture saying come on. Sawababa would try to walk forward to Berial in order to protect him though was stopped when she soon caught eye contact with his wavelength and was amazed as he was just now using his powers for the first time.
Berial stayed crying as the mob approached him until he growled a bit. At this moment all of a sudden demonic hounds would gather around and enter he mist at a time behind the two and bark as they surrounded the mob. These shadowy looking dogs were quite large and had a fire on the tip of their tales that were purplish and a purplish flame like collar around their necks. They stepped in front of Berial and attacked the mob as they were the walked into their demise. All that would be heard was horrified screaming in the bayou as his grandmother covered his eyes and picked him up though amazed happy and now saw that his powers were quite strong. His animal theme was their by known as the hound and was relocated to Nevada right around the Shibusen academy. After arriving in Death valley Berial sought out to find more of his kind.
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Gender: Male
Age: 17
Witch or Warlock for male.
Animal Theme: Hell hound( There isn't really a specific type of hell hound like a rottweiler, Pit bull or a wolf so I just put that)
When calling forth these demonic looking shadowy dogs with glowing red eyes that have purple flame at the end of their tales and a flame around the collar.
LOOKS: None as of yet soon to come...
Eye Color: Red with a orange ring right about an inch from the pupil
Hair Color: Black
Skin Tone: Brown
Height/Weight: 6'1 159lbs
Extra: He tends to where a red and black jacket with white fur around the hood that sits on his shoulders most of the time or his head and has a pair of gloves both black with a red outer design on the. He wears baggy pants that looks smooth that has a white belt around them. He wears no shirt under his hood as it is always unzipped revealing his torso. His voice is very calm and straight forward. Similar to Stein. Though mostly sarcastic. He tends to summon a Hell Hound that is about the same size of a horse for flying or riding around purposes. Berial carry's around a book of which he reads most of the time which is full of biblical source and mythology history along with mystical spells. This book is a number of combined books. He also wears a talisman that is shaped like a crescent moon with a diamond like cross behind it that shines when ever the moon is bright at night. It holds mystical powers though they are yet to be revealed.
PERSONALITY: Very calm and yet when roweled up is hyperactive. He is an Enigma and has a keen intellect. Only when he is asleep is when he is at his most peaceful state. Though he is kind towards people he is familiar with or know. Even if they may be a meister or a human and will refrain from attacking them if he had another target. Though only on a mission he will show no mercy...
Likes: To eat anything that has meat or is a soul. Scaring those whom he finds weak. Destruction.
Dislikes: Shibusen. Most meisters. School.
Hobbies: relaxing to watch his plan unfold. To try and obtain greater power by hunting souls of those innocent like weak humans. Naps after reading.
Fears: Nothing. Is very collective at times and really calm even in the most serious moments.
Quote:'' Hehehahahahaaa!'' - '' Come! my Hell Hounds and devour all that is in sight!'' - '' Hellish Hell Dog Hell Flail Fire!
Extra: Berial is quite the sly one at times though is very sinister at times. He is the type that wants to make a person suffer if they did wrong or something against him. He is very easy going with the little ones. Referring to children and ill not harm them nor their parents because of his past. He often changes personality when around a child to a more warmer side that will protect them and whomever their parents are if they are to weak to do it themselves.
HISTORY:
Birthplace/Home Town: A Bayou
Birthday: March 17
Family: Mother a Father and a Grandmother along with 2 older Brothers.
Partner (not applicable to witches): (Ignore this unless your partner is an NPC. You can fill this in later. Read about partners here.)
Life's Story: Berial lived in a dark Bayou in an unknown village(Till I get a name) and learned black magic from his mother and father. Though the main teacher was his grandmother. She showed him all sorts of it and wanted him to become as strong as he could be though he had different intentions. Young Berial wanted to become an Kishin and rule the world. Kind of crazy for a 5 year old at the time aye? But yes he was yet to be called a crazed child that was some of the time picked on as a kid by other kids that he would meet in the towns after traveling through the bayou with his grandmother. Berial told hiss grandmother one when they were holding hands as a child.'' I will make all of them pay soon...'' In a cold sinister tone as he hugged on her thigh of her witch like dress and smiled in a evil kid like way. After heading back to their boat to travel back into the bowels of the Bayou and enter the chambers of the home of which greeted them with Statues that had a very Grimace expression on them Berial would notice that his house was destroyed and burned down. From their he was shocked and even though angered he was very calm.
His Grandmother known as the Sawababa ( Swamp Hag) would stand still and scrutinize the area carefully for any signs of trouble holding the young Berial behind her. Although Berial was calm he was scared as he started to push his face into his Grandmothers back in a scared way. As soon as they thought it was safe they spotted his parents yet no signs of the two elder brothers of Berial and approached them as they laid lifeless. Sawababa picked up the two with her magic and float them into a boat for a peaceful ceremony that his family performed when ever a loved one died and let them sail in a boat together into a mist peacefully never to be seen again. This enraged Berial as he looked around spotting the many culprits and grind ed his k-9 like fangs together as he walked from around his grandmother quietly to her surprised as she asked him.'' What do you think your doing Berial?'' in a curious tone. Berial would look down with tears dripping from his eyes like rain from a summer sky. He balled up his fist and asked in an aggravated tone to the mob of humans of whom cased this mess and lifted his head asking.'' Why!?......Why! Did you do this!?'' He asked only for the human mob to turn and smile pointing at him.'' HEY! There goes some more! Lets get him!'' The one human said as he would move his arm in a gesture saying come on. Sawababa would try to walk forward to Berial in order to protect him though was stopped when she soon caught eye contact with his wavelength and was amazed as he was just now using his powers for the first time.
Berial stayed crying as the mob approached him until he growled a bit. At this moment all of a sudden demonic hounds would gather around and enter he mist at a time behind the two and bark as they surrounded the mob. These shadowy looking dogs were quite large and had a fire on the tip of their tales that were purplish and a purplish flame like collar around their necks. They stepped in front of Berial and attacked the mob as they were the walked into their demise. All that would be heard was horrified screaming in the bayou as his grandmother covered his eyes and picked him up though amazed happy and now saw that his powers were quite strong. His animal theme was their by known as the hound and was relocated to Nevada right around the Shibusen academy. After arriving in Death valley Berial sought out to find more of his kind.
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