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Username: Crashwave
RPC Name: Darrius Cross (War)
Nickname: None
Age: "Too ********' old."
Race: Nephilim
Place of Origin: ???
Orientation: Asexual
Height: Hidden form: 6' 8" / Nephilim form: 9' 5"
Weight: Hidden form: 200 lbs / Nephilim form: 425 lbs
Eye Color: Hidden form: Green / Nephilim form: Red
Hair Color: Black
Complexion: Weathered
Appearance:
Blood Type/Flavor: Black Blood (Violent Insanity)
Aura: Crimson with black swirls
Spells/Abilities/Weapons
Magic Type: Lava, Heat, and Flame
Fighting Style: Greatsword and long dagger
Weapons: Chaos (greatsword)
Spells/ Abilities: Wounds inflicted by Chaos have a cahnce to either send the target into a berserk rage, or fill their minds with horrendous images of warfare, giving them PTSD. Only extremely strong willed foes are able to resist these abilities.
Regeneration: Able to recovers from even mortal injuries, and able to reattach/regrow lost limbs.
Strengths: Melee and hand to hand combat, devastating entire armies by himself.
Weakness: Holding back and not causing massive destruction against a single foe.
Personal
Inventory: Chaos and his horse Calamity, in the guise of a powerful motorcycle, and his clothing
Family: The other four horseman
history: Due to the fact that his very presence causes violence to break out due to his unstable aura, Darrius has spent the last 6,000 years or so in a magically induced slumber. He has recently been awoken by Von's exploits,
and is currently wondering the wastelands.
Personality: Calm and chivalrous, he is the embodiment of knightly behavior, remaining calm and polite. This puts him at odds with his nephilim form, however, which causes his personality to do a complete 180, and he embodies warfare in its ugliest aspects.
As proud and honorable as many of the warriors spanning time, he is respectful to his court, and boisterous among comrades. He prides his strength which can fall an army, though he entertains children with a feather's touch. He will tell tales of his adventures, livening meals with his stories woven with danger and excitement. He will gladly take any challenge, yet none can escape War's might.
But that doesn't mean he is without dignity. He loathes those who misuse their power on the weak, and especially those who mistreat their women. For women are more fierce, and deal with more hardships, like childbirth. Respect belongs to those rise to challenges, to the ones who carry burdens to produce something of value.
Fear his anger that turns him into a Monster. As courteous and gallant he is when his mood is sunny, the storms bring with them the flames of Hell themselves. No one is saved from his violence, his ruthlessness. He will take what he desires and burn the rest of it to ash in his rampage.
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