Bishop

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"And I'm up for hire.."-replied the man, taking a short pause to drink some more-"..what's the job?"- he finished without even turning to look at the half elf.

Taking jobs from strangers was the last thing that he would do under normal circumstances. But under normal circumstances he would have a plan and a clear path of action to follow. He had none of those now. All he had was a big dragon to kill and a lot more booze to drown.

What's more, he couldn't care less for the man or the problem that ailed him. The world had gone to shit and everyone had problems, he himself more than others. So in the end he could just leave with the front payment. His reputation as a professional killer wasn't worth shit now with the world ending and most of the population going crazy.

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It had been a month since his last mission. Apparently his services weren't required anymore. The enemy had a fucking dragon. A DRAGON! And it wasn't one of those little hatchlings or even a few centuries old, it was a fully mature dragon, the kind that only mothers tell their children in scary stories. And he had experienced it's terrific might first hand. It was supposed to be the final push in breaching the gates into the inner city of the Axiom Empire. An empire which should have ceased existing years ago but fate would have it otherwise. With the death of the Gods, the entire empire became a dead zone. Every living creature which entered its territory died and it didn't end there. After a few days they were reanimated as undead, that also included any previous corpses which were intact and within the kingdom's borders. The Reign of the Mad King began anew and all the soldiers and civilians who had died inside enemy territory during the First Axiom War now joined his side.

And again, during the second axiom war, after beating back the undead and getting so close to ending the Mad King again, he summoned a dragon.

How do you even kill a dragon of that size? - He thought to himself as he raised his empty cup to be refilled again.
Humming appreciatively once he felt the cup filled back to fullness, he brought it up to his mouth and with motions perfected during his drinking marathon drained the cup in a few seconds, some small streams of liquid snaking their way from the corners of his mouth through his 3 weeks unshaven black beard, down to his neck and white shirt, already dotted in several places by yellow stains, undoubtedly to be stained more by the end of the night. Besides his shirt he is wearing dark brown pants and leather boots.

Catching sight of the man with the corner of his eye, waiting until the man cast his eyes upon his direction, he motioned with his hand for the man to come sit on the table with him. If someone were to look at him from the back, they would get a completely different view from the drunkard that he looked like from the front. Beard soaked in booze with a stained shirt in the front and an unfocused gaze.

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RACE
Human

GENDER
Male

BLOODLINE

Dragonborn

A long dead and erased from history bloodline that was said to have perished along with the Gods. This bloodline of warriors existed for one purpose only: to kill dragons. Their ancestors were said to have slain dragons, which in turn gave them the traits, and some of the abilities, of a dragon. Each and every one of them got enhanced physical abilities and special abilities. They all became distinguished soldiers who quickly rose up the military hierarchy and became generals. With their power to aid the human armies the dragons stood no chance. After the imminent threat of the dragons was dealt with they saw opportunities. Why have a human king when they were superior in every aspect to humans? This is when the Dragon Civil Wars began. On one side - the generals who wanted a Dragonborn for a ruler and on the other side - the ones who fought to protect the king and keep things as they were. Wars were fought, lives were lost but in the end the ones who sided with the current king won, leaving the rebels to rot in the ground and mud. Then it happened..

All the Dragonborn generals who aided the king against their brethren were summoned to join the festivities in the royal palace. They ate, they got drunk and then they were gifted a stab in the back. Each and every one of them died. Their families were hunted down and their children slaughtered in their cribs. However they did not manage to get all of them.
Undead Dragonborn - Said to have killed the skeletal dragons, which were practically immortal. No matter how many times they were struck down they always rebuilt themselves and got back up. There are no records on how the undead dragonborn managed to kill these seemingly immortal creatures. This bloodline turns the dragonborn into an undead creature over time. The flesh of their body starts to decay as days go by, in the end leaving only a rotten walking corpse without a soul and no emotion. They have the power to absorb the vitality of others to prolong their decaying and cannot be killed by normal means. In the end they become fully fledged abominations gaining a whole new set of skills.

AGE
37

EQUIPMENT
Wears light armor with a lightweight golden alloy chest piece, shoulder piece, forearm and leg plating and a cloak
A blade
Multiple throwing knives
Grappling Hook
Bow, Arrows and a quiver
Poison and antidote vials.
Smoke bombs/flash bombs

PERSONALITY
An assassin, a killer, a cold murderer. He is all those things as it is his job to be those things in order to serve humanity. You would think that someone in this line of work would be emotionless, cruel, or even a psychopath..and he might be but even if he is he doesn't show it. Outside the job he is cheerful up to the point of not being annoying, easy going and optimistic. That is a facade that he puts on, not for others more than for himself. Even if things are grim you strap a smile on your face and go on, even if there is no light in the end you shouldn't forget the part of you that was human, that small part that still is. If he loses himself in the darkness, what's to separate him from the monsters and demons that he hunts?

BIOGRAPHY
Not much to say for his upbringing as no one knows anything about him before he took the mantel of a hired knife. Slowly but surely he started gaining a reputation as the best and in just a couple of years of non stop contract killing he got to the top of his profession. That's where he was scouted by the army to fight against the Mad King. He was given coin and a constant stream of missions. He wasn't allowed to free lance anymore as the army could always need him at a moment's notice. Maybe to track and kill a spy that escaped with their battle plans? Hunt down an escaped prisoner? Assassinate high ranking officials of the Mad King's army? He did them all and even if his achievements aren't shared with the public, no one who knew him can say that he didn't help the forces of the living drastically. But in the end that didn't matter. Even if they were winning, no one could stand up to that hell spawned monstrosity that he later learned to be a dragon. But since that thing emerged something awoke in him. He felt...more distant, his emotions slipping away as were the bodily feelings like pain and pleasure. Something happened to him that day and now he isn't only fighting for the allies, he is fighting for himself, to preserve whatever humanity he has left.
To do that he needs to kill the Mad King and the Dragon residing in the Axiom Empire. He will find a way to end this once and for all.

MAGIC
Hunter's Eye - With a simple incantation he uses magic to enhance his vision thus allowing him to see at great distances, gain night vision and see through fog/smoke or dust.
Time Slow - He casts a spell which slows time for him, letting him better react to the dangers around him, take in the surroundings and have more time to process a plan. This has severe side effects depending on how much it is used within a short time period.

Strength = 5
Perception = 7
Endurance = 6
Charisma = 6
Intelligence = 7
Agility = 8
Luck = 1

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Classical case of unintentional plagiarism. What is this "game" you speak off?

And for the story, do I touch more the part before he became a monster or do i touch more on what happened after his death and his transformation?

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Name: Thresh, The Chain Warden
Age: ???
Race: Human turned Spirit
Sex: Male
Notable Belongings: Lantern
Backstory: Everyone who knows of the fall of the Axiom Empire knows of the infamous Chain Warden. The cruel monster who tortured countless innocent souls locked away unfairly in his hellish underground prison. He foremost served as the King's advisor, little by little driving him to madness and paranoia. In time the King went completely mad, imprisoning people at random. With the rising influx of prisoners at the time, the prison expanded from the underground inner castle to the outter walls until it ultimately reached the size of the city, a literal hell beneath not even 6 feet deep.

The cries of the tortured echoed throughout the prison, into the sewers and up, spreading through the city streets. A cacophony of tortured souls. The Chorus of the Damned. With the expansion of the underground prison, a lot of the working and fighting force were moved to keep it functional, that left holes in the production rate and diminished the military power of the country until the enemy was at the gates.

The constant screams and moans of pain put the citizens in a perpetual state of panick until they could take it no longer. The constant distress along with the invaders trying to break in the gates, they started a massive revolt and swarmed the undefended castle doors, slaughtering everyone inside. While all this was taking place on the surface, underground The Warden was only focused on one thing, torturing his latest victim uncaring for the doomed kingdom. But unbeknownst to him, his guards had other plans.

Going through every cell, multiple guards started off at the periphery of the prison complex going from cell to cell breaking every lock on their way leading to the center where The Warden was located then climbing up top and locking the gates behind them.
"You deserve all of them, monster!"
Seconds passed when the swarm of limping, moaning flesh e.erged from the East wing of the prison, then the west, then the north, until every exit was covered by walking dead. He might have killed them inside, left them less than human, but it was that monstrosity that he created, now that he had to face. No empathy in their eyes, only hate, despair, anguish and a deep hunger for revenge. It was gore galore.

In the end, all that was left of his mangled meat and bone, was mush between the chain links used to bludgeon him to bits. The other parts were in the stomach of the damned.

Just as the invaders breached the gates, the rebels killed the king and just as the damned finished off the Warden, at that moment the Gods Died and the whole world followed the chaos that had befallen The Axiom Empire.

Word association Game!

Sisters

Make a wish, corrupt a wish.

@BetaYou will safely die during your hibernation.

I wish this wish was not corrupted.

I Wanna Hear Your Opinions On The Different Wrting Levels/Forums.

@Bee I'm sorry Bee, I didn't mean to click on your profile. Just wanted to google search your profile Gif cuz it reminded me of one of those casting couch skit girls that you find on phub.

UFOs, Paranormal phenomena, Conspiracy theories - The SPR investigates all and records all!

Brilliant execution of the multiple GMs type of Rp!

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Seeing as the noise was approaching him he started preparing a mana bullet shot and just then the pixie lunged at him.

Hearing the eerie noises coming out of the darkness, Lorek prepared and held his shot only to be assaulted by the sight of the pixie he had just crushed, lunging at him. It was an abomination, a walking corpse powered by evil magic. He knew that every creature was like that inside but now that he actually saw it, he knew he was in hell. Every single creature was like the one standing before him right now.