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Name: Sharu Age: 30 Race: Enhanced Human
Weapons:
Featherblow- Twin long daggers, the blades of which are crafted to resemble a series of feathers. A breeze can always be felt coming off of the blades.
Obelisk- A titanic obsidian blade covered in ancient runes. As you look upon this blade, you notice a distortion around it that seems to cause everything around it to slow down.
Apocolypse 2- A wicked looking sword made by unknown means. The metal of this blade seems to constantly change from that of blasted steel, to a smokey translucent metal, to a deep crimson. The air around this sword seems to burn with an intensity akin to the sun but the metal is cool as ice.
Familiars and subordinants:
Kazei- One of Sharu's 'sons', the younger of the two. Kazei is both cruel and sadistic, taking pleasure from the slightest sight of blood. Upon such sight, a sound, a kind of squeek might be heard from him. A near permanant feature to him is his twisted grin which seems to only grow larger with the more blood he spills. Carefree to a fault, Kazei never seems angry when he fights and is supremely confident in his skills as well as his hydrolic spike gloves.
Dirk- One of Sharu's 'sons', the eldest of the two. Dirk is a stark opposite to Kazei, disciplined and calculating. Dirk opposes Kazie's lack of tactics in battle and always fights in a style which expends as little energy as possible. Wielding two inverted scimitars with such precision and deadly speed, Dirk has never so much as broken a sweat in a battle. Though he seems emotionless, Dirk always seems to be in deep thought, though what he thinks about is only known to him as when he speaks about it, he only says the Third.
Deathscythe- A disturbed creature, though diminuative in size when on the physical plane, no one dares to contest this Tonberry-esque monstrosity because it carries a wicked black weapon etched in hellfire from which it derives it's name. This god among midgets is endowed with the powers of death and shadow magickry. While normally existing outside of existance, Deathscythe enjoys popping into the mortal plane through the shadow realm to scare the bejesus out of it's victims before it reaps their souls for consumption. When it enters the Mortal Plane, Deathscythe uses it's shadow magic to form an illusion around itself giving it the guise of Death himself. Although it prefers this tactic, sometimes Deathscythe pops in as itself to lure it's victims into a false sense of security before felling them. Altogether this wicked little creature is not something to underestimate or even trifle with.
Fenrir- A hellhound in every sense of the word. Fenrir was once a titan amongst gods but was cast down when he attempted to seduce the queen of the Valkyries. For this, the once proud and mighty god was transformed into a lowly wolf and cast down into the pit of hell. But not before the Queen took her personal vengence out on Fenrir, cutting out his eyes and setting him ablaze. After being cast down, Fenrir seemed doomed to suffer an eternity of endless agony, blind and burning, bound forever in seemingly unbreakable chains in a pit of foul burning filth so rank a mere wiff could kill any mortal person. For five hundred years Fenrir howled in agony, his once flawless flesh turned mangy mane now long since burned away across his back, forelegs, and the upper portions of his head, though the fire never seemed to dim or purge more flesh. Though Fenrir would be in constant agony, his mind would ponder these things until he realized the flames set upon him by the Queen were not what was causing his pain but rather that of the flames surrounding him. With one mighty roar, Fenrir discovered that in her folly, the Queen of the Valkyries had in actuality endowed him with more power than he could ever imagine, that single, empowering howl causing the flames of his own body to turn bright blue and die the nigh unquenchable flames around him. This one torment at an end, Fenrir was now able to concentrate harder than before and ascertain the true extent of his powers as well as his new mission. He would make it his personal quest to hunt down, kill, and feast upon all Valkyries, taking their powers as his own. However, one task still awaited him before he could escape, that was to break the bindings keeping him in his prison. This task should not have been an easy one as these bindings were designed to ensnare gods and even more powerful beings. To this day, no one knows how he managed to escape his bindings, though the collar and shackles designed to hold a god are still attached to his body, as well as several links of the chains forged in hellfire by godly magicks.
Torment- Known as Hell's Executioner, this umbering hulk of a beastly man was in life a murderer of legendary portent, his exploits including that of silencing an entire kingdom in a fortnight with nary a survivor nor hero to tell tales or bring him to justice. So black was this man's heart and so great and terrible his feats, that Hell itself opened and swallowed him whole, not to save the world from his acts but to make of him their greatest soldier. Now a thousand years after his internment into Hells ranks, Torment has lost all sense of humanity, even his name in life is no longer known to him, only one thing resides in his twisted and corrupt mind, and that thing is to bring to the world above his new namesake. This hellish creature's body reflects that of his heart, a twisted mockery of humanity with murderous intent imbeded in every sinule. To show appriciation of his rank and promise, a very special axe was forged for him by Beelzebub personally. Amongst the devilish items put into the making of this blade were feathers which Beelzebub plucked from his own blackened wings, these giving the collosal blade an uncanny lightness for those of a darker persuasion and ensuring that no being of either neutrality or good would ever be able to even lift it, let alone use it.
Hades- Another of Hell's warriors, though not as brutish as that of Torment. Hades reign as a Sovereign Demon came about centuries ago when he, as a lowly footsoldier, an apprentice to the Death-Magus Nemeur, led a small detatchment of demons in a rebellion to overthrow Beelzebub as ruler of hell. Though nieve and ill suited for combatting the king of evil, Hades fought bravely, tearing through wave after wave of Beelzebub's own personal guard on his own, while his small force sealed off the black castle to prevent reenforcements from saving their liege. After defeating every one of Beelzebub's prized warriors, Hades beheld the corrupt king in all of his dark splendor. After a few words, the two battled, a miniature war which raged for nearly a week and shook the very core of Hell. In the end, however, it seemed as though Beelzebub had only been toying with Hades, as he unfurled his dreadful wings and unleashed an attack so terrible it cannot even be described. Though, for keeping him amused for so long, and for proving his strength, Beelzebub resurrected Hades, though no longer a footsoldier but a Sovereign Demon with untold powers far surpassing that of what he once was.
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Sieg Gainsburough · Mon Nov 20, 2006 @ 08:39am · 0 Comments |
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