NEW CHARACTER: KRONA THE FALLEN
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【.main info.】
❖ Full Name: Krona
❖ Nicknames / Aliases: Crow
❖ Gender: Female
❖ Bloodline: Fallen
❖ Class: Dark Avenger
❖ Nation of Residence: Devil Eye Desert
❖ Character Rank: C
❖ Faction: None
❖ Titles Earned: none
❖ Played By: Velvonveden
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【.vital stats.】
❖ Speed: 6 (+2 with chosen weapon) (+1 in air)
❖ Strength: 7
❖ Energy Color: Wine
❖ Hit Points: 780
❖ Energy Reserve: 600
❖ Talent:
- Council of Wraiths –
o Krona abandons all light, all sanity, and falls into completely into darkness. All light and color leaves her eyes, turning them into black pools. all color leaves her skin and hair, leaving her as white as the fresh snow. Her clothes fade, leaving her as nude as a newborn babe. And from her lips soft words begin to fall. A song, light, melodic, and beautiful. Yet, they hold a darkness that chills to the bone.
The air grows cold, and so silent, that only the sound of breaths heavy with the exertion of battle can be heard. And over the battlefield, a single not falls, not from her lips. It seems to come from the very air. And it crescendos, as from the ground rise figures wrapped in tattered cloaks of crimson. Former follows of light fallen to earth, then sacrificed for a dark cause, her minions of shadow “”.
While using this Talent Krona is completely insane. She will attack anyone friend or foe, without regard for self-preservation. Her attacks deal one rank higher damage, and her speed increases by two. She can feel no pain and will continue relentlessly attacking till stopped, or either her or the opponent is dead.
The Wraiths use shadow to attack. They cannot attack an opponent directly, as they have no bodies, rather they use “shadow waves to attack. These shadow waves ripple across the battle field and deal damage
Notes
- There are six of them. They attack as one unit. As they are destroyed, their attack loses power
- The Wraiths have “” heath
- Holy or light attacks kill them instantly.
- they have no bodies, and therefore are not affect by melee attacks or physical attacks. Spells, light attacks.
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DrawBacks
- She is insane and completely naked. Her defense falls to zero
- Her energy is drained by 100 for each post sustained
- She cannot fell pain, so she will not be aware of when she is dying
- For Three posts after terimating
Lower Rank than Krona: “” Damage, Knocked down for one post
Equal Rank: “” Damage, Disoriented
Higher Rank: ‘’ Damange, otherwise unaffected
❖ Battle Strength:
With senses sharp as the edge of the blade she carries, and an ability to mark ones very soul, Krona is a tracker that knows few rivals. One she has you in he sight, she does not lose youu, and will pursue you with a stealth aided by shadow.
❖ Battle Weakness:
Stealth as she may be, her wings and her size make it difficult to main cover. SH is too large to blend in to many places, and th unique scent her wings emit, give her cover to those with sharpened senses.
Because she has forsaken light, It does not aid her, making her healing abilities low, and making her particularly susceptible to light attacks.
❖ Primary Element: Air
❖ Advanced Element:
((Only if you have earned one, and it must be derived from your Basic Element))
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【.character inventory.】
❖ Weapons: A 7-foot whip of punishment, a sword of justice. Ceartais, a sword wrought from the cold hands of dying arch-angel, cast to earth with those who betrayed heaven, and re-forged in shadow. Its true form is a blood-red, seven, double tailed whip, forged from divine metals. Its tail moves as incomprehensible speeds and its bite can slice through diamond.
At will, Krona can transform the whip into a blade that upon striking the killing blow, judges the victim and deals with their soul accordingly.
❖ Armor: When she took the oath of the void, Krona sacrificed the soul oog the angels who fell with her, in exchange for her "mothers' soul. And it was given to her bound to a cloak sewn with threads of shadow. Her mothers voice, whispers to her, guides her, from the hood that always conceals her face.
Kronas hood is designed to provide defesne from light and holy magic. Damage from attacks with these attributes is reduced by one rank. The cloak alows her to blend completely into shadow, protect her from the harsh light of day and sun.
❖ Personal Belongings:
- Harmony - a book written by her mother. The beauty of its outside - a cover of goldand white, that reflects images of angels in glory, and pages and shine like polished diamond - belies the darkness of the words within. It is a biography of her mothers plan, and plan for the future, outlining the story of her mothers quest to achieve the vision of perfect justice detailed inside.
❖ Important Objects:
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❖ Various Items:
Pockets inside the cloak she wears hold:
-flint - Various dried fruits, vegetables, and meats - first aid kit - small canteen - pocket knife - money - soap - hairbrush - toothbrush - compass -
A black shoulder back holds -
- clothing - Her mothers book - a dairy listing the names of nations she toppled and the names of people shes killed -
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【.character abilities and skills.】
❖ Bloodline Abilities and Skills:
Rank E
Flight
Rank D
Wings of our fathers
❖ Class Abilities and Skills:
Rank E
Soul Sense
Rank E/Passive
Soul Mark
Rank E/Active
Precision Strike
Rank E
Track
Rank E/Active
Move Silently
Rank E/Active
Rank D
Feral Leap
Rank D
Feint
Rank D
Glimpse into Darkness
Rank D/Active
Anonymous
Rank D
Shadow Step
Rank D
❖ Elemental Abilities and Skills:
❖ Custom Abilities and Skills:
-Soul Screech -
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-Shadow Vortex –
o By flicking her whip in about her head with blinding speed, Krona creates a vortex of shadow
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【.faith.】
Chosen Deity:
Other Deities Worshiped:
Proven Faith:
Transgressions Against...
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【.character description.】
❖ Age: Appears 23 (500 years old in reality)
❖ Height: 7’ 1
❖ Weight: 200
❖ Build:
o A body as divine in beauty as her face, it is lean, and perfect in shape; a trim waist ample breasts and hips, and toned limbs. It appears weak, but within the trim core lies “” strength.
❖ Eye Color: Deep Green
❖ Hair Color: A rich shade of red, similar to the color of blood
❖ Identifying Marks: Above her right breast is the symbol of heaven, harshly written over with numbers in red, that shows her as an angel damned
((Scars, tattoos, etcetera))
❖ Place of Birth: A World on a seperate plane from Rykros; now claims Devil's Eye Desert as her birthplace
❖ Personality: With a face ethereal in its beauty, a voice as powerful and seductive as the temptation of sin, and a mind as quick as the tip of the whip she weilds, Krona is the ultimate puppet master, using word and seduction to control others. Her true personality is unknown; she is whoever you want her to be, who she must be to gain your trust and favor. But beneath the mask lies a cruel, and merciless zealot. One who judges without mercy, kills without discrimination, One whose only love, whose only goal is justice. One who will do anything, and use anyone to achieve it. In her eyes, she is the god of justice, and everyone who does not bend to her will is inferior. Everyone who does not bend to her will must die.
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❖ Lovers:
For now, her one and only love is Justice.
❖ Nemeses:
The being who condemned her Father and his vision, who is the reason for her damnation, and the greatest obstacle to her vision of heaven and earth build on perfection, God.
❖ Likes:
- Her mothers vision of justice...
...and anyone/anything that will help her achieve it....for a little while.
Sweet things.
Singing. She has a love for music.
Pretty Boys and Gorgeous women. She'll toy with them for a while before killing them.
Infants. She sees them as completely untainted, and perfectly just.
Fighting
Winning...and she will rub her victory in your face.
Dark, silent places of exquiste beauty
❖ Dislikes:
- ((Things your character finds))
God, and all who believe in him
Anyone who even twitches their finger against her Mother's vision
Spicy food
Arrogance (ironic, since she is immensely arrogant)
Losing. She becomes obsessed with winning against whatever or whomever she lost to.
❖ Personal Quote: “Justice has come, and justice is upon you, cower with the knowledge that your sins are known, and know that god has come to lay down the hammer of his wrath.”
❖ Theme Song:
❖ Battle Theme:
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【.character backstory.】
Krona’s human life was naught. She died in the womb her mother, and rose to heaven as a baby. Here she was put under the care of Katrina, an angel known for her beauty, her kindness, and her gentleness. But behind her gentle touch, her soft words, her ready smile, lay a darkness that had been forgotten with time.
Katrina was formerly an angel of judgment, a divine being who wielded the word of god as an instrument of justice. These angels were in charge of judging the souls of earth that came to heaven, in charge of deciding who was worthy to live in the presence of god, and who was too tainted to be anywhere but hell. Respected and feared by other angels, these divine beings wielded a power surpassed only by arch-angels, and God himself.
But power corrupts, and free will breeds evil. Katrina through much reading, and reflection, began to turn from the written rules of justice. She began to form her own idea of right and wrong, ideas that she saw as more righteous than the one’s laid down by God.
Hopeful that God and other angels would she the “light” she took her ideas to Divine Council. But they would not hear a word. They called her ideas corrupt, heretical, and driven by evil. They deemed her unfit to serve as a judgment angel, and demoted her to a child-bearer.
Furious at being so harshly rejected and punished, Katrina began to turn. Her anger, her grief at her idea of justice being rejected, turned to hate, and determination. And she decided that they were unjust. That God himself was unjust. They were all sinners, who did not want to confess their seen. They were all unfit to be in heaven.
They all deserved to die.
In secret, she deceived and murdered one of the judgment angels, and took his sword. Brashly, she began handing out judgment, first to the souls that came, casting down any who did not measure up to her heretical standards, and then, as she became more twisted by her age, angels as well.
Using the records of deeds done by angels in life and in death, she began to judge angels, killing those she deemed as no longer worthy of being in God’s presence.
And as she killed she gathered. Followers who she charmed with her words, with her vision: A vision of a new heaven and a new earth, that lived in perfect, harmony, perfect peace, under her new, “perfect” justice. Those who did not agree were swiftly killed.
Katrina began to design a new heaven, and a new earth, that she would rule as God.
And she raised Krona with her tainted values, to be the “Jesus” of this new kingdom.
For years this continued, the secret judgment, gather followers, and raising Krona to rule at her side. And the whole while she planned the day when the foundation would be laid to launch an assault against heaven, topple God’s kingdom, and re-build it as her own.
A bloody day that was.
Leading an army five thousand strong, Katrina stood atop the Tower of Praise, and shouted a challenge to the rule of heaven. A declaration of war.
The sounds of the swords of God’s angels clashing with the swords of Katrina’s angels, screams of divine creatures being torn of life, the agony of wings being torn from backs, and roar of battle cries shook the heavens, and caused the earth to rage with storm.
And at the end, Katrina lay defeated at the base of the tower she so proudly stood atop, her wings partially ripped from her back and Ceartais broken at her side.
She, Krona, and the angels under her were gathered for judgment.
Katrina was not even given the mercy of being cast to earth, or to hell. She was cast into the void, a place of nothingness, for her soul to be consumed.
Krona and the other angels were branded with the mark of the betrayal, and cast to earth.
(I’ll probably change this later, to be in first person….right now I’m blocked on what to write for that =w=)
Lying broken, the sorrow of a creature from glory tearing her heart apart, Krona made a vow. She would not take this defeat. She would not let her mother’s vision of perfect justice die. And when that resolve came, a whisper came to her, dark, and seductive.
It pleasured her with thoughts of the power she could wield, power that rivaled that of heaven and with thoughts of vengeance for her mother. It charmed her with visions of a heaven and earth as her mother envisioned it, and with the prospect of saving her mother from her fate.
And Krona succumbed to the temptation, and swore oath to the void. In exchange for her divinity, she would give in to darkness. In exchange for power, she would give her soul. In exchange for justice, she would give light. In exchange for her mother, her betrayal.
Ceartais, the weapon with her mother proudly served her own brand of justice, was reborn in shadow, twisted into a weapon of shadow that judged the soul back standards, and consumed it. Her followers, the angels who had stood as her side as family, putting all their faith in her mother’s justice, were sacrificed, and reborn as soulless minions of shadow, as wraiths hat followed her command. And in exchange for their souls, her mother was returned to her, bound to a cloak woven from shadow, from which her mother’s voice resonated with guidance, and which protected her from the wrath of the light she had betrayed.
With Ceartais in her hand, and her army at her side, Krona led an assault on worlds like none seen before. Like the coming of night, swift, and inevitable, consuming all light. She swept through words the silence and totality of a moon in eclipse, destroying them, and rebuilding them in her mother’s image. And at each new world, she would place wraiths as rulers, and enforces of her dark law.
One by one, worlds fell to her power. Each, more powerful than the last, each falling more brutally than the last.
And now, she is here, At Rykros, her final obstacle to an earth of perfect justice. She aims to do the same as she’s done with the others: Sweep through, wielding justice as a mighty weapon, and topples all continents, and then rebuild them as her mother sees fit.
Evil Comes disguised As a City of Angels
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