Grombus

Modern Witch Hunt

Molten concrete splattered across Trick's mask. Quickly he reached up and removed it, revealing his disfigured face; his lips were more scar than tissue, one eye completely missing. Trick smiled, his scar tissue twisting into a horrific mask. He laughed as flames cover his face with the visage of a demon. One eye was a swirling vortex of fire, his mouth a flickering smile of flame. He pressed a blade to his hand and cut it, instead of blood, fire poured forth, like liquid. He flicked his hand forward, liquid fire spraying towards the hunter, smoke swirling around the floor, coiling up Trick's body and into his cut hand. A blade of fire and smoke sprung forth from his hand. "Burn beneath my molten fury." a voice like fire crackled.

Modern Witch Hunt

@MonsieurShade edited

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"Too scared to fight me alone are you?" Trick spat. Flames wreathed his arms, coiling around his mid section and flaring out of his back forming what looked like burning wings. Trick lifted his arms, pillars of flame shot up around him quickly forming a circle around the area, each pillar brighter and more hot than the last. The one with the scythe seemed to have dissipated, No matter, Trick thought I'll just have to deal with him later. Flames created an impassable wall around Trick and the hunter with the lightning blade. The concrete around the pillars begun to bubble, melting down into a pool. Trick formed his fire into a pair of cards in each hand, aces, burning bright orange and red. He flicked the cards through his fingers, a blur, suddenly he threw one from each hand at the man. Streaks of flames leaving an after image in the air as they soared toward the hunter.

Modern Witch Hunt

@MonsieurShade it's time to d-d-d-duel

Modern Witch Hunt

The man came out of the bar and peered over at Trick, smiling beneath his mask he stood up off the bench and began walking after the man. The hunter in front of him hurried his pace obviously he knew he was being followed. Trick sped up and kept the man's pace, the clicking of hit metal boots on the floor increasing in frequency as his feet carried him faster and faster. They passed through a darkened section of town, all the lights in the buildings were off, trash strewn about the ground. Increasing his speed even more he was running after the man, flames coiling off of his arms and into his hands, taking the form of snakes licking his hands. Trick threw his arm forward sending the snake slithering after the hunter, flame hissing, concrete blackening underneath it. The hunter leaped to the side barely dodging the snake, he staggered to regain his balance and Trick sent the second one forward, it's burning teeth all too visible in it's open mouth. The man fell to the ground and the snake passed directly over his head, singing his hair, and burning his eyebrows.

Modern Witch Hunt

@MonsieurShade im stalking u kid

Modern Witch Hunt

Trick watched the hunter from the darkness, he watched as he harmed a wizard. He sighed as he watched him interrogate some soul unlucky enough to get caught, flames danced across Trick's fingers as though they had a life of their own. Illuminating his surroundings, the small room in which he camped contained only a chair. Trick leaned forward peering into the darkness, as across the street the screaming stopped, he saw the witch hunter decapitate the man pinned against the wall. Trick chuckled looking forward to burning this man to cinders, as the man made to leave Trick crept out from his hiding place and stalked in the shadows. The pitch black night making a perfect cover for stalking, he stayed just far enough behind the man to see him, yet not close enough to alert the witch hunter. The man started to walk down the street towards civilization, and Trick followed never once losing him from sight.

Stalking silently he followed him to a run down bar, neon signs flashing weakly as though even they didn't want to be here. He watched as the man walked in and took a seat at the bar, Trick stayed outside waiting for the man to finish his drink, he sat down on a public bench across the street from the bar, and he waited. He waited while birds fluttered above and bugs buzzed around him. He waited, because that was all there was left to do.

Modern Witch Hunt

Name: Trick

Race: Wizard

Elemental Power or Weapons: Fire, creates card constructs out of fire.

Weaknesses: Water makes fire weaker.

Bio: When trick was born he was the youngest of 10 children, the oldest being 2 years old. He and the 9 other children were raised by a sadistic wizard and witch who enjoyed seeing others in pain. They didn't love the children as none of them were theirs, and so they gave them no names. Only numbers, #1-10. Trick being the last born was #10, the wizard and the witch took immense pleasure in watching the children squabble for the scraps they gave them, eventually once #10 was 7 years old they begun forcing the children to fight each other for food. Each child not wanting to starve fought tooth and nail for even the smallest amount of sustenance. Around the same time their powers begun to show themselves, #10 was able to manipulate fire, each other child having some other sort of ability, they begun fighting using these too. By the time #10 was 11 4 of the other children had died from starvation. With only 6 children left the wizard and the witch reduced the amount of food each child got. Desperate, the children begun fighting more ruthlessly and more cutthroat, they begun trying to kill each other. This went on until there were only two children left, both scarred, burned, and disfigured, the last children were #10 and #7. The wizard and witch decided they wished to have a special fight for the finale, they dug a circular pit 10 feet down and 30 feet in diameter. Once it was midnight they threw the children in and told them to fight, #7 was a year older than #10 and was faster and stronger. He easily overpowered #10 using his wind elemental magic, he began cutting #10 savoring the moment before he killed him. He cut his legs, and arms, and scarred his face further. He watched as #10 bled, he taunted and beat #10 until he could take no more. But when he went in for the kill #10 grew enraged and scorched #7 beyond recognition, he threw flame at his unsuspecting captors, and laughed as they burned. Freedom was something he had never felt before, he had been in captivity for as long as he had been alive. #10 shuffled through the thick woods half dead, and stumbled across a group of wandering gypsies who took him in. They saw a wounded and tired young boy and they cared for him and nursed him to health. #10 was still disfigured but no longer bleeding to death, each gypsy tried to be kind and make friends with #10 but he ignored them. They tried to play games with him but he took no part, they only managed to interest him with card tricks, they cared for #10 and named him Trick. But once as they traveled through a town Trick lit a candle using his powers, hunters came after them, they killed his new family. They cut them down in there sleep, Trick heard their strangled gasps, and he burned them, he burned them all.

Personality: Trick is distant, he is cold, hates humans and wizards alike.

Appearance: http://imgur.com/jPdAHjh

Modern Witch Hunt

Name: Trick

Race: Wizard

Elemental Power or Weapons: Fire, creates card constructs out of fire.

Weaknesses: Water makes fire weaker.

Bio: When trick was born he was the youngest of 10 children, the oldest being 2 years old. He and the 9 other children were raised by a sadistic wizard and witch who enjoyed seeing others in pain. They didn't love the children as none of them were theirs, and so they gave them no names. Only numbers, #1-10. Trick being the last born was #10, the wizard and the witch took immense pleasure in watching the children squabble for the scraps they gave them, eventually once #10 was 7 years old they begun forcing the children to fight each other for food. Each child not wanting to starve fought tooth and nail for even the smallest amount of sustenance. Around the same time their powers begun to show themselves, #10 was able to manipulate fire, each other child having some other sort of ability, they begun fighting using these too. By the time #10 was 11 4 of the other children had died from starvation. With only 6 children left the wizard and the witch reduced the amount of food each child got. Desperate, the children begun fighting more ruthlessly and more cutthroat, they begun trying to kill each other. This went on until there were only two children left, both scarred, burned, and disfigured, the last children were #10 and #7. The wizard and witch decided they wished to have a special fight for the finale, they dug a circular pit 10 feet down and 30 feet in diameter. Once it was midnight they threw the children in and told them to fight, #7 was a year older than #10 and was faster and stronger. He easily overpowered #10 using his wind elemental magic, he began cutting #10 savoring the moment before he killed him. He cut his legs, and arms, and scarred his face further. He watched as #10 bled, he taunted and beat #10 until he could take no more. But when he went in for the kill #10 grew enraged and scorched #7 beyond recognition, he threw flame at his unsuspecting captors, and laughed as they burned. Freedom was something he had never felt before, he had been in captivity for as long as he had been alive. #10 shuffled through the thick woods half dead, and stumbled across a group of wandering gypsies who took him in. They saw a wounded and tired young boy and they cared for him and nursed him to health. #10 was still disfigured but no longer bleeding to death, each gypsy tried to be kind and make friends with #10 but he ignored them. They tried to play games with him but he took no part, they only managed to interest him with card tricks, they cared for #10 and named him Trick. But once as they traveled through a town Trick lit a candle using his powers, hunters came after them, they killed his new family. They cut them down in there sleep, Trick heard their strangled gasps, and he burned them, he burned them all.

Personality: Trick is distant, he is cold, hates human and wizards alike.

Appearance: http://imgur.com/jPdAHjh

The Blood Compact

Void approached the elevator located in the closet, as he stepped inside and looked around the door closed. The walls were a bleached white leaving no blemishes or stains, the elevator descended at a rapid pace leaving Void little time to wonder where he was going. The elevator dinged and he stepped out to be greeted by more bleached white walls, Void clapped his hands giddily ecstatic for what was to come. Void looked around and saw more doors leading to unknown things to explore, Void walked along down a long hallway, cameras following his every move, he reached the end of the hall, "Let's do this" he mumbled to himself.