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Solmakall


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Character Summary

Name: Solmakall
Aliases/Titles: Apex of Aleshera
Age: Unknown
Race/Species
Alesherain Demon
Gender
Male? He likes male pronouns so... let's go with that!
Languages
Can understand most languages, yet can only speak Abyssal fluently and English barely.

Appearance

Height: 10' 7''
Weight: 548 LBS
Body Type: Well muscled and built
Eye Color: Vibrant Red
Hair Color: Wisping Black Smoke
Skin Tone: Inky Black with Red Accents

Character psychology

Personality:
Solmakall, or Sol as he prefers to be called, is a big of a perplexing sort. Big, strong, durable, fast, lethal, vicious. All attributes that he qualifies for, yet his true personality is much different. He's curious, inquisitive, and all around generally kind when he isn't provoked. Like a bear looking at the landscape. Don't threaten him and he won't rip you limb from limb. In fact should you approach with kindness and warmth he's more than likely to return it in his own sense. Though it's mostly accented by his seemingly low intelligence. Not to fool anyone though he is quiet smart, just his smarts lie in the fields of survival, predatory nature, hunting, and tribal culture. So he's no fool by far, but he is a bit displaced given his current location. Still, why not make the best of it and learn about all these new sights and smells!
Habits:
Anywhere, Anytime - Being a full time badass and predator is exhausting! This in turn has given him the nasty habit of taking naps basically anywhere he wants, whenever he wants. Some times it's cute, others an inconvenience to those around him. Though mostly because nobody wants to be the one to wake the sleeping bear.
Shameless Curiousity - Much like a dog or inquisitive pet, he doesn't mind going or getting a little too close to people and places he probably shouldn't. Most of the time this is meant for learning about new things and is innocent, but it's still a tad rude. He just doesn't know that it's rude. He's used to open signs of attention.
Likes:
 - Napping
 - Ranging
 - Nice People
Dislikes:
 - Mean People
 - Vegetables
 - Bright Lights
 - Big Words
Skills

General Skills
 - Survivalist Training
 - Range Mastery
 - Foraging and Wild Craft
Combat skills
 - Supernatural Strength: Augmented by his semi-magical form and laced heavily with the Primal Darkness that fills his home world he's gifted with abnormally great strength.
 - Supernatural Durability: Much like his augmented strength his ability to take a hit is also further increased by the Primal Darkness of his home.
 - Expertise with Claws, Teeth, and Tail Combat: Who needs made weapons when you are a living weapon? Steel-like claws, teeth, and a whip like tail give him all the combat power he needs.
Magic skills
 - Darkness Manipulation: From his home world dwells the Primal Darkness. The all powerful source of the entire planet's life and strength. Some creatures of Aleshera can tap into this dark font and gain supernatural powers that come in the form of physical constructs. Often times used to augment attack with a sharper edge or greater strength. Shadowmancers of Aleshera have been known to bring forth more letahl effects. Yet Sol is a warrior and thus uses his power for damage.
 - Regenerative Abilities: While not Wolverine grade or anything he has the ability to heal from wounds that would normally be considered fatal. This still comes with debilitation and normally still takes days if not weeks to fully heal. But who else can recover from having an arm ripped off?

History

Background:
Born on the world of Aleshera, a world of complete darkness and death. The sun being blocked out by a dense asteroid field that follows a similar pattern with it's rotation, giving very little lit to the massive jungle world. It's sprawling, untamed wilderness a haven and breeding ground for all kinds of nasty monsters that lurk in the dark. In fact one may say that all the monsters of the multiverse go here to play. It is also the home to the Primal Darkness, a great and powerful force and lurks in the shadows. An endless font of energy both dark and malicious, evil and wicked. It's from this font however, that Solmakall, the Apex Shadow was born. Much like a furnace and factory churns out new inventions, the Primal Darkness churns out new nightmares. Solmakall was made to be the apex predator of the world. Something more fierce and deadly than the planet had ever known. Though no matter how much strength you funnel into a single being, it is useless without knowledge and curiosity. Seeking new ways to survive and thrive, to fight and grow.

It was with this new creation, the creation of knowledge, that turned Solmakall from the primal, instinctive, and savage nature of the rest of the creatures of Aleshera. For him it wasn't enough to just kill and devour those weaker than you. There was strength in both numbers and curiosity. He was the first to make a tribe, build other creatures to his culture and thus forge a new path on a primitive and vicious world. All while the Primal Darkness continued to churn out more that would soon join under Solmakall's banner. It was a new dawn for the planet of shadows, one led by the hunter who thought.

Time passed, though nobody could say how long. They had no need for keeping track or time nor was there an effective way to measure it yet. With no sun, no moon, and only twinkling light how could they tell the time? Besides they had much more important matters at hand. Building shelter with primal tools, forging for culture, and expanding as their numbers grew. This was the life of Solmakall and he enjoyed it. Each day passed and something new was learned, some new place was found, the world was becoming smaller and that in turn meant his tribe was on the path of becoming the strongest.

Yet as his tribe grew and expanded, further and further he never saw it's true shining might. An indecent happened, causing a rupture in the Primal Darkness and at it's center was Solmakall. As reality and the fabric there of tore asunder, he was taken from his home and displaced to a new world. Someplace new that he could have never dreamed about before. It was... bright. Painfully so. In fact it hurt his eyes to the point that he had to shield them. Basking his head in black smoke, to hide himself from the oppressive light.


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In Wrath of Darkness → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@Mega Birb NU BIRB NU!

In Wrath of Darkness → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@FallenTrinity Well you still have a lot of modern day military jargon that doesn't exist in this RP's current day, but it's not really a big deal, just a slight lore infraction which is NOT a big deal at all...

You have my green light!

Oh and on the topic of the monster codex being uploaded into a computer... I'm going to say yes, but it's not super flushed out. Like it only tells you names and types, versus what they can do and what their weak points are. As that level of knowledge falls to the Seers. And besides this is more of like a Pokedex type thing where you guys find out about the types of crazy that exist in the world as you find them. SO maybe your computer does have monsters.... but only basic and common ones.

In The Shackled Relic → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Interest Checks

@Lyla You know I'm in, but I'm gonna need a hot minute to get something going.

In Wrath of Darkness → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@FallenTrinity Birb means like IRL former service in another RP we had we had like 4 former or active serviceman in it. It was REALLY weird.

Anyway, I'm thinking about making a sort monster template and well as codex for monsters so that not only can we keep track of what we've encountered, but also how to make your own cool monsters.

In Mass Effect: Underworld → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Alria Vicrinus                                             
Location: HSV Kharon, Hanger Bay - Aboard the Silver Star

The siege of Kavar. The most brutal and bloody battle to ever stain the stars. Overhead the flames of war raked through the once peaceful skies and stars as battleships and fighters. The ancient Al'rakai have torn through the universe, cutting galaxies apart and turning the stars to dust, but that stops now. Here and now in this final stand between the bastards that burn the galaxy, and the brave men and women of the great Turian Hierarchy. Next to her the general Vindictus cut through swathes of foes, carving apart the Al'rakai like they were wheat to a scythe with his Mexta Sun Scythe, said to be forged in the last vestiges of Palaran's dying sun as the Al'rakai ate from it's light.Yet no matter how many he killed, no matter how much glistening blood made him armor glow in the pale light of the dying sun, they just kept coming.

As the dying light of a dying sun began to fade into the darkness, so too did Vindictus' fate. This was it for him...

Yet as he came to accept his fate, destiny road in on a heavily armed dropship, lighting up the fields around him with incendiary rounds, turning the battleground to a sight of beautiful salvation. In the side of the dropship, manning the heavy repeating blaster was the one and only love of Vindictus' life, Nivia. The rogue and exiled former queen of the Blood Fang mercs and former childhood friend of Vindictus. She was an angel to him and as her wings let her down, she ran across the field to embrace her love.

But before the two met in sweet connection, a thunderous crack raned from the sky and Nivia was engulfed in flames, licked by the cruel heat and launched to Vindictus' feet. He couldn't bear the weight on his heart and as he knelt to hold her broken body close he heard her last words, "I will always love you... Please... please... live on... for me..." He called out to the stars, screaming aloud to see the cause of the murder. The Al'rakai leader, Lord General Aral'kan Vatis himself in his cruel visage, holding a rocket launcher on his shoulder.

"MURDERER! I swear I will... ding!... ahem... I said! I swear I will... DING!" Snapping out of her chapter Alria looked from her book to the source of the sound, "Oh~! Toast is done!" Marking her space and setting down her romance book she wandered over to the small toaster she had in her ship, popping it open and putting the hot dextro-bread on a plate. After a little more preparation she was ready to enjoy a good snack.

Things had calmed down a decent bit from earlier and that was just what Alria was hoping and waiting for, but in truth as she continued to eat her snack she couldn't stop thinking of Sicaria. She seemed so flustered and bothered by something and that was not ok!

Heading back to her bed Alria reached across her arm to switch on her omni-tool, pullin gup her contacts and starting to assemble a message to Sicaria, "Hey! I know something is wrong with you. Are you..." No, no, no that sounds almost accusing. "How's it going Sicaria? I know we just said bye a little bit ago but I was wondering..." URGH! Now that just sounds too clingy.

"Everything ok? I know we just parted, but are you getting settled on the ship well? We got a bunch of stuff so if you'd like some help I'd be more than willing to help you unpack!" Alria typed out, nodding to herself and thinking that it didn't sound so bad, but maybe a little addition would help. "I had fun today. We should REALLY do it again soon!" Good enough... maybe. Pushing send, she let the message head through the data-verse, hoping that Sicaria was still awake and that the message wouldn't disturb her too much.

In Wrath of Darkness → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@FallenTrinity Ok so to respond in order...

It's ok not not fill your character with a fully stocked list of gear and skills. You're a member of a team and providing a theme is what you are supposed to do. Don't go making him a Pilot, sniper, shotgunner, driver, CQC master, who can also cook and dance, if it doesn't fit his theme.

Fair enough. I just wasn't sure but it's good to know!

If you want my advice... take away the pistol proficiency and just give him assault rifle proficiency. Then he gets his two weapons he's good with, gets to kick ass and be awesome, and it fits into the already established theme.

Fair enough bud! I just wanted to let you know what was up with the tattoo of the Wild World.

That both makes sense and sounds good to me. It would also lead him to that level of, "We don't trust you not to kill us" that he gets later in his backstory so I REALLY like that idea.

You don't need to cut back on the stuff that connects it to tactics like callsigns, commands, etc, just the like... IRL military training, job titles, etc. Speaking of you know a bit of jargon, are you prior service?

In Wrath of Darkness → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@FallenTrinity Ok so reading through your guy there are a few things I'd point out. The first being that many of your skills I'd consider to be innate things from just being a Ranger like Map Reading, Situational Awareness, and Instinct seems more like a personality trait versus an actual skill. Also in the skills tab is that he's trained with snipers and pistols but he doesn't carry a pistol and instead an assault rifle. I'm not gonna say you can't do that but it seems a tad redundant to me. If you don't mind me asking what's up with that?

Next is his equipment. The picture you linked for the rifle isn't popping up for me. There may be something wrong with the coding, unless you meant the picture you used for him. Also like I said previously, you will receive a standard survival pack when you head out with the team, so you don't NEED to have your Special Operations pack. Of course you don't need to get rid of it, just that you don't need it.

For his appearance. This is just more of an FYI about that custom Ranger tattoo. There is an emblem for the Anselmo Rangers, but it's of a man holding a flag that's stuck into the ground. All to symbolize the primary goal of the Rangers, to seek out and reclaim the world. On that topic though each Expedition Team often makes up their own emblem to show off their team pride. Similarly Outposts will often adopt an emblem to show off what their Outpost is about. So while that tattoo isn't of the Rangers it's probably of Archeron.

For your backstory, the first thing I found that's off Duvari are herbivores and while there are wild packs out in the Wild World, they only eat plants and attack when they feel threatened. So for the threat in that city, I think monsters would make a bunch more sense given they monsters also move in packs, make nests in abandoned cities, and really like the taste of human blood.

Lastly I'd like you to be more specific in the Trauma section about what exactly has him traumatized by it. Like what does he fear from that situation to this day?

Oh and I'm gonna say to bow out from all the modern day military stuff like MOSs, Combatives levels, etc. As in this day and age it's more of just training to survive and knowing what you need to do in order to do it. There wouldn't be different levels of combatives, just "This is what you need to know to not die out there." And MOSs would kinda go on the wayside to for just being folks who work as X-Job for the military.

Beyond that I like him, so do me a favor a fix up a thing or two and you'd be set to put him in the CS tab.

In Wrath of Darkness → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@Mataus7 My only isue with this is that your wish and trauma are basically the same thing. It's sort of an unwritten rule to have then be a tad different as one is something that makes you happy, glad or motivated, and the other is supposed to make you sad, angry, or demotivated.

Beyond that he's good to toss into the CS tab. I just ask that you change his wish to something a little different.

In Broken Skies: War in the Eversky → 8 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay

Ariah Lusias                                             
Location: City of Solace - The Sun Sailor Pub

The Ham sandwich. Actually that sounded really good right now, loaded and served with a nice drink. However, this sandwich wasn't for eating but for spending the night and with the negotiations done retiring for the day seemed to be a rather good idea. Though Kat beat him to the punch and started to make conversation, "I'm not worried. Sure I'd like more guns but think about it. It's a fast ship and by the sounds of things it's not meant to fight but sneak and speed through the clouds. And you know what my take on speed is. This sound right up my alley for what it's worth!" He retorted.

About then was when the cheery Dryad spoke up and that drew Ariah's eye. It was brief and before long the excited and perky gal was gone, but that was enough for Kat to speak her mind. Tossing a curled lip to Kat, expressing his thoughts of, 'really' with a single face. Though to give a better response he reached out and palmed Kat's face, a bit roughly nudging her away saying, "Oh come on! Don't go judging and making things awkward before I even know everybody's name!" It was almost like siblings playfully arguing over a simple point.

Regardless, everyone was leaving and that meant it was there time as well, "Come on Kat, I'm tired." He complained almost childlike before standing up and leaving the bar with her, making his way across the street and up to his room at the inn. Already set to rack out and get some sleep before the big day and the start of another adventure.

In Broken Skies: War in the Eversky → 8 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay

Sorry about being gone for so long things have been crazy as all Hell on my end for a bit. And I fired up an RP of my own that I've been trying to run between work hours... ANyway! I'mma try and do a thing so I don't fall to nothingness.

Character Trove: [hider=Solmakall] [center] [h2][b][color=red]Solmakall[/color][/b][/h2] [img]https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/plantsvszombies/images/3/38/Shadow_Demon_2.jpeg/revision/latest?cb=20160419001513[/img] [b][color=red]Manners are... graah... Good.[/color][/b] [hr][hr] [h2][b]Character Summary[/b][/h2] [b][color=red]Name:[/color][/b] Solmakall [b][color=red]Aliases/Titles:[/color][/b] Apex of Aleshera [b][color=red]Age:[/color][/b] Unknown [b][color=red]Race/Species[/color][/b] Alesherain Demon [b][color=red]Gender[/color][/b] Male? He likes male pronouns so... let's go with that! [b][color=red]Languages[/color][/b] Can understand most languages, yet can only speak Abyssal fluently and English barely. [hr][hr] [h2][b]Appearance[/b][/h2] [b][color=red]Height:[/color][/b] 10' 7'' [b][color=red]Weight:[/color][/b] 548 LBS [b][color=red]Body Type:[/color][/b] Well muscled and built [b][color=red]Eye Color:[/color][/b] Vibrant Red [b][color=red]Hair Color:[/color][/b] Wisping Black Smoke [b][color=red]Skin Tone:[/color][/b] Inky Black with Red Accents [hr][hr] [h2][b]Character psychology[/b][/h2] [b][color=red]Personality:[/color][/b] Solmakall, or Sol as he prefers to be called, is a big of a perplexing sort. Big, strong, durable, fast, lethal, vicious. All attributes that he qualifies for, yet his true personality is much different. He's curious, inquisitive, and all around generally kind when he isn't provoked. Like a bear looking at the landscape. Don't threaten him and he won't rip you limb from limb. In fact should you approach with kindness and warmth he's more than likely to return it in his own sense. Though it's mostly accented by his seemingly low intelligence. Not to fool anyone though he is quiet smart, just his smarts lie in the fields of survival, predatory nature, hunting, and tribal culture. So he's no fool by far, but he is a bit displaced given his current location. Still, why not make the best of it and learn about all these new sights and smells! [b][color=red]Habits:[/color][/b] Anywhere, Anytime - Being a full time badass and predator is exhausting! This in turn has given him the nasty habit of taking naps basically anywhere he wants, whenever he wants. Some times it's cute, others an inconvenience to those around him. Though mostly because nobody wants to be the one to wake the sleeping bear. Shameless Curiousity - Much like a dog or inquisitive pet, he doesn't mind going or getting a little too close to people and places he probably shouldn't. Most of the time this is meant for learning about new things and is innocent, but it's still a tad rude. He just doesn't know that it's rude. He's used to open signs of attention. [b][color=red]Likes:[/color][/b] - Napping - Ranging - Nice People [b][color=red]Dislikes:[/color][/b] - Mean People - Vegetables - Bright Lights - Big Words [h2][b]Skills[/b][/h2] [b][color=red]General Skills[/color][/b] - Survivalist Training - Range Mastery - Foraging and Wild Craft [b][color=red]Combat skills[/color][/b] - Supernatural Strength: Augmented by his semi-magical form and laced heavily with the Primal Darkness that fills his home world he's gifted with abnormally great strength. - Supernatural Durability: Much like his augmented strength his ability to take a hit is also further increased by the Primal Darkness of his home. - Expertise with Claws, Teeth, and Tail Combat: Who needs made weapons when you are a living weapon? Steel-like claws, teeth, and a whip like tail give him all the combat power he needs. [b][color=red]Magic skills[/color][/b] - Darkness Manipulation: From his home world dwells the Primal Darkness. The all powerful source of the entire planet's life and strength. Some creatures of Aleshera can tap into this dark font and gain supernatural powers that come in the form of physical constructs. Often times used to augment attack with a sharper edge or greater strength. Shadowmancers of Aleshera have been known to bring forth more letahl effects. Yet Sol is a warrior and thus uses his power for damage. - Regenerative Abilities: While not Wolverine grade or anything he has the ability to heal from wounds that would normally be considered fatal. This still comes with debilitation and normally still takes days if not weeks to fully heal. But who else can recover from having an arm ripped off? [hr][hr] [h2][b]History[/b][/h2] [b][color=red]Background:[/color][/b] Born on the world of Aleshera, a world of complete darkness and death. The sun being blocked out by a dense asteroid field that follows a similar pattern with it's rotation, giving very little lit to the massive jungle world. It's sprawling, untamed wilderness a haven and breeding ground for all kinds of nasty monsters that lurk in the dark. In fact one may say that all the monsters of the multiverse go here to play. It is also the home to the Primal Darkness, a great and powerful force and lurks in the shadows. An endless font of energy both dark and malicious, evil and wicked. It's from this font however, that Solmakall, the Apex Shadow was born. Much like a furnace and factory churns out new inventions, the Primal Darkness churns out new nightmares. Solmakall was made to be the apex predator of the world. Something more fierce and deadly than the planet had ever known. Though no matter how much strength you funnel into a single being, it is useless without knowledge and curiosity. Seeking new ways to survive and thrive, to fight and grow. It was with this new creation, the creation of knowledge, that turned Solmakall from the primal, instinctive, and savage nature of the rest of the creatures of Aleshera. For him it wasn't enough to just kill and devour those weaker than you. There was strength in both numbers and curiosity. He was the first to make a tribe, build other creatures to his culture and thus forge a new path on a primitive and vicious world. All while the Primal Darkness continued to churn out more that would soon join under Solmakall's banner. It was a new dawn for the planet of shadows, one led by the hunter who thought. Time passed, though nobody could say how long. They had no need for keeping track or time nor was there an effective way to measure it yet. With no sun, no moon, and only twinkling light how could they tell the time? Besides they had much more important matters at hand. Building shelter with primal tools, forging for culture, and expanding as their numbers grew. This was the life of Solmakall and he enjoyed it. Each day passed and something new was learned, some new place was found, the world was becoming smaller and that in turn meant his tribe was on the path of becoming the strongest. Yet as his tribe grew and expanded, further and further he never saw it's true shining might. An indecent happened, causing a rupture in the Primal Darkness and at it's center was Solmakall. As reality and the fabric there of tore asunder, he was taken from his home and displaced to a new world. Someplace new that he could have never dreamed about before. It was... bright. Painfully so. In fact it hurt his eyes to the point that he had to shield them. Basking his head in black smoke, to hide himself from the oppressive light. [hr][hr] [b][color=red]Theme Song:[/color][/b] [youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V7OdI-b61qg[/youtube] [/center] [/hider]

<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Character Trove: <div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="Solmakall">Solmakall [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><div class="bb-center"><div class="bb-h2">Solmakall</div> <img src="https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/plantsvszombies/images/3/38/Shadow_Demon_2.jpeg/revision/latest?cb=20160419001513" /> Manners are... graah... Good. <hr class="bb-hr"><hr class="bb-hr"> <div class="bb-h2">Character Summary</div> Name: Solmakall Aliases/Titles: Apex of Aleshera Age: Unknown Race/Species Alesherain Demon Gender Male? He likes male pronouns so... let's go with that! Languages Can understand most languages, yet can only speak Abyssal fluently and English barely. <hr class="bb-hr"><hr class="bb-hr"> <div class="bb-h2">Appearance</div> Height: 10' 7'' Weight: 548 LBS Body Type: Well muscled and built Eye Color: Vibrant Red Hair Color: Wisping Black Smoke Skin Tone: Inky Black with Red Accents <hr class="bb-hr"><hr class="bb-hr"> <div class="bb-h2">Character psychology</div> Personality: Solmakall, or Sol as he prefers to be called, is a big of a perplexing sort. Big, strong, durable, fast, lethal, vicious. All attributes that he qualifies for, yet his true personality is much different. He's curious, inquisitive, and all around generally kind when he isn't provoked. Like a bear looking at the landscape. Don't threaten him and he won't rip you limb from limb. In fact should you approach with kindness and warmth he's more than likely to return it in his own sense. Though it's mostly accented by his seemingly low intelligence. Not to fool anyone though he is quiet smart, just his smarts lie in the fields of survival, predatory nature, hunting, and tribal culture. So he's no fool by far, but he is a bit displaced given his current location. Still, why not make the best of it and learn about all these new sights and smells! Habits: Anywhere, Anytime - Being a full time badass and predator is exhausting! This in turn has given him the nasty habit of taking naps basically anywhere he wants, whenever he wants. Some times it's cute, others an inconvenience to those around him. Though mostly because nobody wants to be the one to wake the sleeping bear. Shameless Curiousity - Much like a dog or inquisitive pet, he doesn't mind going or getting a little too close to people and places he probably shouldn't. Most of the time this is meant for learning about new things and is innocent, but it's still a tad rude. He just doesn't know that it's rude. He's used to open signs of attention. Likes: - Napping - Ranging - Nice People Dislikes: - Mean People - Vegetables - Bright Lights - Big Words <div class="bb-h2">Skills</div> General Skills - Survivalist Training - Range Mastery - Foraging and Wild Craft Combat skills - Supernatural Strength: Augmented by his semi-magical form and laced heavily with the Primal Darkness that fills his home world he's gifted with abnormally great strength. - Supernatural Durability: Much like his augmented strength his ability to take a hit is also further increased by the Primal Darkness of his home. - Expertise with Claws, Teeth, and Tail Combat: Who needs made weapons when you are a living weapon? Steel-like claws, teeth, and a whip like tail give him all the combat power he needs. Magic skills - Darkness Manipulation: From his home world dwells the Primal Darkness. The all powerful source of the entire planet's life and strength. Some creatures of Aleshera can tap into this dark font and gain supernatural powers that come in the form of physical constructs. Often times used to augment attack with a sharper edge or greater strength. Shadowmancers of Aleshera have been known to bring forth more letahl effects. Yet Sol is a warrior and thus uses his power for damage. - Regenerative Abilities: While not Wolverine grade or anything he has the ability to heal from wounds that would normally be considered fatal. This still comes with debilitation and normally still takes days if not weeks to fully heal. But who else can recover from having an arm ripped off? <hr class="bb-hr"><hr class="bb-hr"> <div class="bb-h2">History</div> Background: Born on the world of Aleshera, a world of complete darkness and death. The sun being blocked out by a dense asteroid field that follows a similar pattern with it's rotation, giving very little lit to the massive jungle world. It's sprawling, untamed wilderness a haven and breeding ground for all kinds of nasty monsters that lurk in the dark. In fact one may say that all the monsters of the multiverse go here to play. It is also the home to the Primal Darkness, a great and powerful force and lurks in the shadows. An endless font of energy both dark and malicious, evil and wicked. It's from this font however, that Solmakall, the Apex Shadow was born. Much like a furnace and factory churns out new inventions, the Primal Darkness churns out new nightmares. Solmakall was made to be the apex predator of the world. Something more fierce and deadly than the planet had ever known. Though no matter how much strength you funnel into a single being, it is useless without knowledge and curiosity. Seeking new ways to survive and thrive, to fight and grow. It was with this new creation, the creation of knowledge, that turned Solmakall from the primal, instinctive, and savage nature of the rest of the creatures of Aleshera. For him it wasn't enough to just kill and devour those weaker than you. There was strength in both numbers and curiosity. He was the first to make a tribe, build other creatures to his culture and thus forge a new path on a primitive and vicious world. All while the Primal Darkness continued to churn out more that would soon join under Solmakall's banner. It was a new dawn for the planet of shadows, one led by the hunter who thought. Time passed, though nobody could say how long. They had no need for keeping track or time nor was there an effective way to measure it yet. With no sun, no moon, and only twinkling light how could they tell the time? Besides they had much more important matters at hand. Building shelter with primal tools, forging for culture, and expanding as their numbers grew. This was the life of Solmakall and he enjoyed it. Each day passed and something new was learned, some new place was found, the world was becoming smaller and that in turn meant his tribe was on the path of becoming the strongest. Yet as his tribe grew and expanded, further and further he never saw it's true shining might. An indecent happened, causing a rupture in the Primal Darkness and at it's center was Solmakall. As reality and the fabric there of tore asunder, he was taken from his home and displaced to a new world. Someplace new that he could have never dreamed about before. It was... bright. Painfully so. In fact it hurt his eyes to the point that he had to shield them. Basking his head in black smoke, to hide himself from the oppressive light. <hr class="bb-hr"><hr class="bb-hr"> Theme Song: <iframe src="//youtube.com/embed/V7OdI-b61qg?theme=dark" frameborder="0" width="496" height="279" allowfullscreen></iframe></div></div></div></div>

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