Jentos 9422 Share Posted May 16, 2016 Fangrin Dawei The cold night air was cold and frigid, a tiny filament of moon-light passed through the old ruins, barren and abandoned. And yet, something stirred within... A human figure lifted itself up from the stones. The man stood up, barely able to keep his balance, mumbling "H-how..." He then looked around to the dusty pillars of stone which one were his mighty hold. How long had he been there? Lying like a motionless body. For he was sure, that he had died. He then looked down at his chest, where a huge wound laid and which stopped bleeding long ago. probably made by a sword. The sword of his son, yes, for he was Fangrin the Mad, and he still remembers, the first day, when the madness struck him... When he killed his wife, massacred most of his family, friends and men. The rest fled. That was, until his son, Valdr came back, and fought his almost, empty shell, in which his soul held firmly upon. They fought, until they're blades we're as damaged as his soul, until his sons blade drived through him... And where he, his son, and all who knew him, thought he was dead. Until, without choice, he breathed again. It was time, for him, to be forgiven, for all he had done. "Druids..." He thought. "They, they shall accept a crippled man like I." He then walked upon the snowy expanses of the lands. Until, on a path, near a village, he fell upon a boy. And that boy, he ripped his heart out with his clawed hands and crushed it under his fist of iron, releasing a piercing howl, for the madness was still there, and had awoken... Fangrin Dawei Blackwood Age: Near 120 years Race: Human, highlander Status: Mad, he seems to have pieces of metal imbedded in his skin Description About 6,5 feet tall 180 pounds Body type: Whitered, thin, yet very, very strong Eyes: A dark-red wine like color Has a constant aura of edginess following him. Hair: Dark, rusty color Personality: Cruel, wise 'n mad, attentive, furious, vengeful. If well treated with no un-needed punishments he can become a loyal ally, cautious when needed, stupid but he learns fast, mysterious, courageous, tricky and will obey very fast. Inventory: Fangrin will cary many poisons around with him, he also usually has his simple throwing knife with him, dark gauntlets which serve as long claws, useful for ripping his opponent to shreds, uses them to cover his almost unusable hands. He wears plated boots with a rather sharp ending, good for kicking people in the butt. Heads are usually attached to his belt as sign of power. He always has his long sword with him (looks like those sp00ky nazgul things), solidly put in a scabbard which hangs at his belt, Thanium dust has been hammered into the blade. Deity: Beliefs of the Dread Titles: Wolf-Warrior and favored whipping post of the Dread Lord Weapons of choice: Throwing hammer, his long sword, knifes and his iron claws. Magic: N/A Fighting style: Full on Berserking Skills: Alchemist, Carver of tombs and thrones and yet he can almost all. Father: Thranär Blackwood Mother: Vanessa Mountain-Ash Alignment: Chaotic Evil 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lhindir_ 3691 Share Posted May 16, 2016 #2 best cultist Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
HedgeHug 2049 Share Posted May 16, 2016 5 hours ago, Jentos said: Age: Near 120 years Race: Human, highlander Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tower_Pyro 21 Share Posted May 18, 2016 Damn this is awsome Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jentos 9422 Author Share Posted May 18, 2016 On 16 mai 2016 at 4:43 PM, Hedgehug said: He's got adunian blood Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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