Reply With QuoteColndil Type 1:
Name: Colndil Fangthane or Colndil of the Wounded Stars
Race: Elf, or appears to be.
Description: Colndil is quiet tall for an elf, whom are some of the tallest creatures of Ordell. He stands at about, 6'6" and is of light build yet he is not so frail and has alot of upper body strength. he looks about in his mid-30's and has dark long hair. His face should be handsome with it's slender cheek bones and unblemished pale skin, but it was not. This was because of his cold blue priecing eyes, they are the coldest most frozen blue imaginable, the cold barren pupil is completely black and devoid of life, they were not the eyes of an ordinary man.
He dresses in fine clothes, thick well made long coats and strong leather boots. But it is clear that apearence is not his first priority. They have a strange foreign look to them, and are mainly blacks with dark greens and purples. In his hands he carries a wooden staff with a long steel spike on the end, it is covered in runes and carvings. He also has a boarding knife (Long sword like blade and spade like handle). If you looked at hands which held these you would notice something strange, the palms were both completely black.
History: Colndil's history is sinsiter, snatches of whispers and rumours from the Land of the Sepents. They say there was once a wizard named Colndil Ascreeth, an elf who was an astromoner. He lived in the barren deserts of the Land of the Serpents. He spent his days following the stars and such, then one day he saw a falling star that landed in the desert near to his tower. He set out to find it and after a few grueling days in the desert heat he did.
But instead of the chunk of rock he expected, instead there was a chest that glowed with white light. He tried to prise it open for three days with no sucess, until one day he cried to the gods:
"Curse you, why do you keep the secrets of this box from me? I forsake you!" At the time he was half mad with sleep derivation and dehydration, when he said those words the box opened. At first he thought that the Gods had given in to him and he laughed. But instead they had been saving him from a fate worse than death and now had turned away from him.
He rushed over to the open chest and he saw the source of the power of the chest, it was a saphire, cold and frozen blue. He knew imediately he must have and he reached into the box to grab it. The moment he did he felt terrible pain force it's way through him from the gem, it had been a trap. His palms turned black and he fainted. By the time he awoke from the slumber he felt different, powerful and there was so much more he knew and so much more to wanted to burn and crush and destroy. So he took a new name and went to preach his new religion to the world. Before he awoke his eyes had been brown, now they were a cold and frozen blue...
Since then a man named Colndil Fangthane, or as he sometimes calls himself Colndil of the Wounded Stars, has walked Ordell preaching darkness and evil, spreading his power magics and the will of his new god, Sarcen King of the Unbeating Heart. He came to Ursam to preach to the villagers and is now hunted by the king's men to stop is evil demonic rites from continuing.
Colndil Type 2:
Name: Colndil Karliege
Age: Apears around 35
Gender: Male
Race: City Elf
Status: Evil
Home: The deserts around Orieth
Personality: Colndil is cruel and calculated, he is a sneering magician who is arrogant and holds a very high opinion of himself. He also believes himself to be correct on every matter he speaks on.
Appearance:
o Height: 6'6"
o Weight: Very slim he is only 130 pounds
o Hair Color: Black, tied back in a small ponytail
o Eye Color: Extremely cold priecing blue
o Scars/Marks: His palms are tatooed pitch black and he has a small scar above his eyebrow.
o Attire: A long dark blue cloak and some similar robes beneath with gold stiching.
o Other: Clean Shaven and well groomed
Class: Necromancer
Weapon: A long carved stave, iron shod at each end.
Personal Items: A small box of scolls and a blue saphire pendant that hangs around his neck, the colour the same as his eyes.
Abilities: Long Stave fighting and Magical Argumentation
Skills: Colndil has a silver tongue and is a great intelectual
Magic: Dark Magic (Extremely Strong)
Bio: Colndil Karliege is a Necromancer of the Desert, he lived out there deep in the ancient tomb for a forgotten emperor of a forgotten empire. Out there he practised the blackest of the Dark Acts. Even other Necromancers forsake him for delving to deep. For it is said that out there he discovered something so terrible it drove him slightly insane, they say that he found an art so black he called up a daemon that then stole his heart and made him it's slave. These are just whisperings and rumours, save one thing. Before he went out into the desert Colndil's eyes were brown. Now they are a cold, icy and evil blue.
He returned for Orieth for supplies and found the city deserted. He left the desert and ventured out to find out what caused this desctruction, he craved the knowledge of such power you see. Some how he ended up in the Refugee camp, searching for the source of this mightly power.
Colndil Type 3:
Name: Colndil Jennahin
Gender: Male
Age: 36
Element: Fire
Appearance: Colndil is a tall man, he stands at about, 6'6" and is of light build yet he is not so frail and has a lot of upper body strength. He looks about in his mid-30's and has long dark hair tied back in a long plat. On his chin he sports a small goatie, flecked with grey. His face should be handsome with it's slender cheek bones and unblemished pale skin, but it was not. His eyes burn with an inner light, a firey passion that wishes to burn, this gives the impression to any looking at his eyes that they are red, een though their actual colour is a kind of hazel.
Colndil dresses in light armour, made of scales and leather. It is dyed mosty orange, brown or red. Over the top of this he wears a short cloak (also dyed orange) which bears the sigul of Gruella, the double flame, in gold. If you looked at the hands you would notice something strange, the palms were both completely black, a mark of the burning, the trial of fire mages.
Talents: Colndil is a Master Fire Mage, one of the most powerful magic users of the element. He is also a skilled and speedy warrior, very crafty and a natural silver tongue.
Weapons: He carries a wooden staff with a long steel spike on the end, it is covered in runes and carvings, set below the spike is a glowing fire stone, a symbol of Colndil's power. It is with he works his magic. His other weapons are a long sword and a morning star, both plain without much finery.
Equipment: Colndil carries little in his pack, a few days worth of food and water, a kit for oiling and maintaining his weapons and armour, some Ruln (the currency of the city of fire) and book in the language of Fire, bound in leather and steel.
Personality: Colndil is harsh and a commanding figure, he is arrogant and holds a very high opinion of himself. He also believes himself to be correct on every matter he speaks on. He is very abrasive to people around him, yet can talk his way through many a hostile situation if he is not in a foul mood (which he normally is).
Bio: Colndil Jennahin was born in the city of fire, Rulnak, a from an early age showed amazing promise for the power of his magic. He was trained as one of the Fire Mages, by the High Fire Priestesses of Gruella. He took the test of the fire stone young, as he was perhaps the most gifted mage of this age. The test of the fire stone involves those who wish to take it traveling far out into the western mountains, until they find the true temple of Gruella.
The true temple lies atop a volcano, it is not inhabited by any human as the ground is considered the most holy place for any of Gruella's children. There in the ruined onion dome at it's cavernous centre, is a pit that leads down deep into the hall of the fire stone. A lake of magma lies there, a courseway leads to it's centre and there siting in the magma is the fire stone. The true fire stone, and only those who have been trained by the Fire priestesses of Gruella can lay their hands upon it. Colndil did so he raised the stone from the magma and as it burned and souched his skin to agony he resisted and held it.
After a few minutes the pain had past and his hands palms were unharmed. Instead the stone had recognised him as a fire mage and had gave him the chance to pluck from the lake of magma a fire stone of his own as a sign of his power. Colndil from there went from strength to strength, before long he was a Master fire mage and one of the greatest fire users alive.
Other: I just made up some history, and a bit of stuff for the city of fire. The city of fire, Rulnak, is built into a mighty hill top in the Brown lands. It is made of great stone temples and fortressess, with a huge constantly burning fire atop a tower of iron in it's centre.
Colndil Type 4:
Appearance: Colndil is quiet tall for an elf, whom are some of the tallest mortal creatures. He stands at about, 6'6" and is of light build yet he is not so frail as his annorexic appearance would have you believe. He looks about in his mid-30's and has dark long hair, oddly streaked with white. He has a msall goatee on his chin that is black streaked with white too. His face should be handsome with it's slender cheek bones and unblemished pale skin, but it was not. This was because of his cold blue priecing eyes, they are the coldest most frozen blue imaginable, the cold barren pupil is completely black and devoid of life, they were not the eyes of an ordinary man.
He dresses in clothes of the deepest blacks and blues imaginable, long garbs and robes of silk, however for pratically he often wears a black leather jerkin and greaves. Underneath this is a light coat of mail and a silken tunic. Over the top of them is a long coat like black robe lined with fur. High pointed toed boots adorn his feet. Around his neck is adorned a pendant of a pure cold blue saphire, much like Colndil's eyes. There is one other odd thing, if you looked at his hands you would notice something strange, the palms were both completely black.
Name: Colndil Fangthane
Alias: Soul Stealer
Age: Roughly 370
Race: High Elf
Side: Zodiac General
Sexuality: Herosexual, appetite borders on sadistic.
Gender: Male
Height: 6'6"
Body Build: Exremely thin, practically annorexic.
Hair & Eye Colour: Hair colour black streaked with white. Eye colour is a cold blue.
Fighting Style: Prefers to use magic from a moderate range, but if he had to rely on his own strength and bodily fighting then he will use a long thin curved sword. Even here though he will use magic to ry and get an advantage on his enemy.
Weapon(s): A long thin curved sword made of folded steel with enchantments of strength and sharpness laid upon it. A small dagger that is used more in rituals than fighting, and finally his stored magic that can replenish by stealing souls.
Abilities: A wide range of magical abilities given that each time he drains a soul he can retain some of the abilities they had in life, he is most adept in summoning and demon magic, mind invasion and telekinesis. He is a moderately skilled sword fighter, but uses deciet to win those battles mainly. He is much faster than he looks and has a silver tongue that he can use to tell blatent lies to people and skill they will believe him.
Powers: As stated above his main magical abilities are in summoning and demon magic, mind invasion and telekinesis. Though now he has some control over the elements, e.g summoning small fire balls, shadows, e.g blending into the background, and finally basic healing, e.g repairing broken bones after a fight or healing cuts. And of course he has the power to drain a persons soul and retain their essence.
Personality: Colndil is a person who holds himself in great importance, he sees himself as the greatest mage of all time and the future conquerer of the world. As a person he is intelligent, yet full of malice and hate, his mind is warped in strange ways from dabbling in the arts of the greater demons. He has little mercy for anything and won't hesitate to drain a child's soul. He is cunning and sly as fox in his plans, and when he wants to be extemely charming. But below the surface his hate and cold cruelty always remains, mixed with a mild insanity and genius.
Bio: Colndil is a powerful servant to his master, if not one who must be watched carefully to make sure he was being done as he told. Much of his distant life he cannot remember, he knew that once he had been young, a child and a memory of green fields. But that is all, so much of his own life has been pushed out by him stealing the lives and memories of those he drained. That memory might not even be his, just someone he drained a long time ago. Colndil is twisted, power hungry and frankly evil, but still he does not like he cannot remeber his own life.
He can remember much of his time fighting for the master, where his magical abilities were truely expanded on a grand scale. He hosts of mindless slaves he had controlled, the blood stained battle fields and the villages he had slaughtered and burnt. He feels no remorse for it, his lust for futher power and domination of all the realms continues to grow as his magic grows.
