Username: Cain the Blade
Rpc Name: Cain
Rpc Rank: Adept
Class: Gunslinger
Summon's Name: Cyrus
Summon's Rank: C
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Description of Summon: Str: 5
Spd: 6 (8 while flying)
Cyrus is one of a dying breed of creatures known how as griffins. This ancient race is a hyrbrid between several creatures, with the head and talons of an eagle, the body of a lion and the wings of a giant falcon. Masters of the mountains and the skies, the griffins were ones with the wind. Legend says that they were the first users of wind element magic. However, because of their strength and beauty, the griffins have been hunted by warriors and nobles for sport. They have since left to remote lands and islands to hide away and hope that someday they may repopulate the land.
Skills:
Roar
Rank: C
Other than it's talons or power over the element of wind, the roar of the griffin is said to be mightier than that of the dragons. This ability causes the opponent to be shaken (speed is dropped by 1.)
Call of the Wind
Passive
Rank D
Using his wind element, Cain is able to communicate with Cyrus no matter where he is, as long as he is outside.
God of Wind
Rank A
Being a master of the element of wind, Cyrus is able to create a massive gale that consumes anything that gets caught in the middle of the storm. (The tornado lasts for 2 posts.)
Feather blades
Rank C
Sharpening his feathers with energy, Cyrus can flap his wings and shoot his feathers downwards at his opponent, creating a rainstorm of blades.
Wings of Steel
Rank B
Channeling energy to his wings, Cyrus can shield Cain and whoever is with him using his wings. The energy hardens the wings to block any attacks rank C and below.
Rp Sample: The massive winged beast circled Cain as he stood on the snow capped mountains. Although he was not familiar of the area, the terrain served Cain well, since he was formerly part of the Pronta army. He looked at the mighty king of griffins, Cyrus as the beast swoops down at him, his talons drawn. Hardening his cloth, he counters the claw's strike with his bladed cloth. The griffin turns and disapears into the clouds. Cain draws his revolver and waits, concentrating on his surroundings. He listens to the wind until he feels a change in the wind's direction. He glances to his side and turns his gun, firing a shot. The bullet pierces the wing of the beast as it falls to the ground. Cain approaches Cyrus.
I have been beaten...finish me...Cain looks at the griffin and holds his arm out. The cloth snakes down his arm and tightens around the wounded griffin. The bird looks at Cain as he holsters his pistol.
"I will not kill you. But instead, I ask you to serve alongside me."
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