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Daemon Tamer Vraxisis
Race: Human
Age: mid 20's
Main Daemon: Wendigo (Romulas)
Vraxisis was very young when the magi circle came to town, their job was to test the youth in the kingdom for mana. Mana flows in a selective few. Those who do posses mana can wield it in amazing ways. Spells, Combat, and even controlling a Daemon. they pulled him from his small village, its pretty far from the king and the war. He barely remembers his home, they took him for his mana. most become combat mages, they control the battle. Soldiers are tough but nothing stops a Orc charge like a firebolt. Or a giant beast from another plain disemboweling you. They put him through battlemage school and he didnt score too badly he was top 5 in his class, well number 5 of 30. How strong of a daemon you can control depends how much mana you posses. However daemons also add to your mana through your bond. you may control more than one depending on your mana or how powerful the daemon you control is.
Age: mid 20's
Main Daemon: Wendigo (Romulas)
Vraxisis was very young when the magi circle came to town, their job was to test the youth in the kingdom for mana. Mana flows in a selective few. Those who do posses mana can wield it in amazing ways. Spells, Combat, and even controlling a Daemon. they pulled him from his small village, its pretty far from the king and the war. He barely remembers his home, they took him for his mana. most become combat mages, they control the battle. Soldiers are tough but nothing stops a Orc charge like a firebolt. Or a giant beast from another plain disemboweling you. They put him through battlemage school and he didnt score too badly he was top 5 in his class, well number 5 of 30. How strong of a daemon you can control depends how much mana you posses. However daemons also add to your mana through your bond. you may control more than one depending on your mana or how powerful the daemon you control is.
Sallius The Corrupted
Race: Undead human
Age: mid 30's
Class: Necromancer
In his younger years Sallius was a hero in a group of adventurers. They were pretty good too, but one mission went bad. They met a foe they could not quell a patron of warlocks who loved to prey on children her name is Astrial, one by one the members of their troop their family fell. In the end after his best friend their cleric Sheila fell to the dark powers of Astrial and died. His family laid at his feet almost driven mad by the grief he had one horrific idea. He broke an oath he swore to never breach, he spoke his cursed chant to bring the dead back. He forced the entire party back up as undead, horror on their faces as their souls realized what had happened. They pushed Astrial out of their realm and forced her to have to retreat for years to heal. But at the end His family cursed him with their final breaths on the plane never to die a mortals death. it broke his already crushed soul, the last words he ever heard from his best friend was how could you do this to us. His heart died that day but his spirit dwelled in the husk that is his body. Now he walks the lands he freed working for who ever is willing to pay the most coin.
Weapon: The mace Sheila used and a staff with a black gem resting on the crown of the staff.
slim build almost no muscle, unnaturally deep blue eyes (a common tell of undead)
Age: mid 30's
Class: Necromancer
In his younger years Sallius was a hero in a group of adventurers. They were pretty good too, but one mission went bad. They met a foe they could not quell a patron of warlocks who loved to prey on children her name is Astrial, one by one the members of their troop their family fell. In the end after his best friend their cleric Sheila fell to the dark powers of Astrial and died. His family laid at his feet almost driven mad by the grief he had one horrific idea. He broke an oath he swore to never breach, he spoke his cursed chant to bring the dead back. He forced the entire party back up as undead, horror on their faces as their souls realized what had happened. They pushed Astrial out of their realm and forced her to have to retreat for years to heal. But at the end His family cursed him with their final breaths on the plane never to die a mortals death. it broke his already crushed soul, the last words he ever heard from his best friend was how could you do this to us. His heart died that day but his spirit dwelled in the husk that is his body. Now he walks the lands he freed working for who ever is willing to pay the most coin.
Weapon: The mace Sheila used and a staff with a black gem resting on the crown of the staff.
slim build almost no muscle, unnaturally deep blue eyes (a common tell of undead)
Dragon: Miremel Rider: Marius
Race: Dragon and her Rider
Dragon: Female thousands of years in her egg Rider: Male 24
Dragon Description: color is deep violet
Rider: Tall Built man moderate muscle mass from blacksmith work
After the fall of the mad king and his dragon Eragon took to a mission across the sea's to find, recruit, and raise the new found dragons eggs. Marius was one of the lucky few who had a egg call and hatch for him, a beautiful violet dragon named Miremel.
Marius didn't particularly like he was chosen, he loved the simple life. Marius was a standoffish kind of guy he learned smithing young from his family business. his father passed early in his life, Marius was only 16 when it happened. He became the man of the home to care for his mother and two younger twin sisters. It wasn't long before Eragon had to dock his vessel for supplies in a port, the same port Marius was in. Marius heard that dragons had been spotted at the docks and decided to see if it was true and he met Eragon there who was with his dragon Saphira. Marius wanted to see the eggs, he couldn't truly believe it and offered Eragon some free smithy supplies for when they settled down. While down under the decks of the vessel Marius heard someone calling to him. It was there he found the egg of his dragon. The Gedwey insignia burned into his palm at the touch of the egg and well the rest is history. Miremel hatched soon after and Eragon took Marius with him to train and help raise this hatchling and her new rider.
Riders weapon is a deep violet bladed sword with a silver hilt and crimson grip. A starlight amethyst resides in the pommel of the sword, if one looks deep enough the gem looks like the night stary sky.
Dragon: Female thousands of years in her egg Rider: Male 24
Dragon Description: color is deep violet
Rider: Tall Built man moderate muscle mass from blacksmith work
After the fall of the mad king and his dragon Eragon took to a mission across the sea's to find, recruit, and raise the new found dragons eggs. Marius was one of the lucky few who had a egg call and hatch for him, a beautiful violet dragon named Miremel.
Marius didn't particularly like he was chosen, he loved the simple life. Marius was a standoffish kind of guy he learned smithing young from his family business. his father passed early in his life, Marius was only 16 when it happened. He became the man of the home to care for his mother and two younger twin sisters. It wasn't long before Eragon had to dock his vessel for supplies in a port, the same port Marius was in. Marius heard that dragons had been spotted at the docks and decided to see if it was true and he met Eragon there who was with his dragon Saphira. Marius wanted to see the eggs, he couldn't truly believe it and offered Eragon some free smithy supplies for when they settled down. While down under the decks of the vessel Marius heard someone calling to him. It was there he found the egg of his dragon. The Gedwey insignia burned into his palm at the touch of the egg and well the rest is history. Miremel hatched soon after and Eragon took Marius with him to train and help raise this hatchling and her new rider.
Riders weapon is a deep violet bladed sword with a silver hilt and crimson grip. A starlight amethyst resides in the pommel of the sword, if one looks deep enough the gem looks like the night stary sky.
Project Crimson Scar
Race: Humanoid
Gender: Male
Age: Mid 20's
Can be used in other universes but originally made for My Hero Academia,
He's a special hidden project weapon for All For One. Years of torture and quirk therapy has left him a broken fractured soul. He doesn't know his name anymore, especially due to the doctors cruel torture as a result of many failed escape attempts and high tier Nomu beating him down. His natural quirk was a very rare and tricky one, he can manipulate his blood and alter it in many useful ways. But due to the nature of his quirk he has to keep open wounds to be able to effectively use his skills like All For One wants. Other quirks that tends to be equipped onto him are Rapid Blood cell regeneration, a Healing quirk, telekinesis, and a tracking quirk for hunting his targets. With his assortment of quirks it does weigh on his physical health often and the healing quirk is often one he cant control as its more of a last ditch effort to keep him barely alive if he fails his mission. He was taken at a young age around 13 from a field trip his class was taking to Japan. So for over a decade he was been in the hands of All For One and the Doctor.
Physical Appearance: 6'3 tall Weight 235lbs
Black hair and Grey sullen eyes.
Has a bit of muscle but nothing to brag about.
Covered in scars and cuts from his own quirk as well as surgeries and wounds from escape attempts.
has a broken but very spiteful spirit, he has a tendency to throw himself at his foes until only one is left standing in hopes someone either ends him or captures him to save him from his fate.
Fighting style: tends to use his blood to form weapons and use his telekinesis to fight with the around him like floating weapons. Is extremely good at defense but has a decent offense. He prefers to be stealthy and quiet when it comes to targets but wont shy away if things turn south.
Gender: Male
Age: Mid 20's
Can be used in other universes but originally made for My Hero Academia,
He's a special hidden project weapon for All For One. Years of torture and quirk therapy has left him a broken fractured soul. He doesn't know his name anymore, especially due to the doctors cruel torture as a result of many failed escape attempts and high tier Nomu beating him down. His natural quirk was a very rare and tricky one, he can manipulate his blood and alter it in many useful ways. But due to the nature of his quirk he has to keep open wounds to be able to effectively use his skills like All For One wants. Other quirks that tends to be equipped onto him are Rapid Blood cell regeneration, a Healing quirk, telekinesis, and a tracking quirk for hunting his targets. With his assortment of quirks it does weigh on his physical health often and the healing quirk is often one he cant control as its more of a last ditch effort to keep him barely alive if he fails his mission. He was taken at a young age around 13 from a field trip his class was taking to Japan. So for over a decade he was been in the hands of All For One and the Doctor.
Physical Appearance: 6'3 tall Weight 235lbs
Black hair and Grey sullen eyes.
Has a bit of muscle but nothing to brag about.
Covered in scars and cuts from his own quirk as well as surgeries and wounds from escape attempts.
has a broken but very spiteful spirit, he has a tendency to throw himself at his foes until only one is left standing in hopes someone either ends him or captures him to save him from his fate.
Fighting style: tends to use his blood to form weapons and use his telekinesis to fight with the around him like floating weapons. Is extremely good at defense but has a decent offense. He prefers to be stealthy and quiet when it comes to targets but wont shy away if things turn south.
L.A.W
Large Automated Weapon
Race: WarForged
age:1000 years
was left by their creator to guard the tower its master called home. The master was killed by highwaymen and never made it home so he stood watch until a deep sleep took hold. It was woken by John who was sneaking around the ruins of the fallen tower.
Height 8'2 weight 700lbs
Tall and made of black metal with golden weld lines all over humanoid in shape and build but two golden orange eyes.
Weapons: Arcane ray gun in his right hand and scorching ray in his left. Any two handed or big object close enough to grab and swing. Last Ditch Effort a unstable dark matter core that will go nuclear if L.A.W is beaten and feels the need to make sure whatever it is doesn't survive.
Race: WarForged
age:1000 years
was left by their creator to guard the tower its master called home. The master was killed by highwaymen and never made it home so he stood watch until a deep sleep took hold. It was woken by John who was sneaking around the ruins of the fallen tower.
Height 8'2 weight 700lbs
Tall and made of black metal with golden weld lines all over humanoid in shape and build but two golden orange eyes.
Weapons: Arcane ray gun in his right hand and scorching ray in his left. Any two handed or big object close enough to grab and swing. Last Ditch Effort a unstable dark matter core that will go nuclear if L.A.W is beaten and feels the need to make sure whatever it is doesn't survive.