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Name:
Gaul Keldran

Title:
The Skeleton-King

Age:
1 year

Personality:
Gaul is a man of conviction who believes that the only true way to prove that one is right is to prove themselves by asserting their beliefs. As such his belief that life is a burden that limits humanity has led him to accumulate a large following of converted former critics. He is uncompromising and rigid in his thought and action demanding the same perfection in his subordinates, as such he does not tolerate failure. He sees undeath as a blessing in which pain is removed and everyone is given purpose as they serve the most capable and powerful.

Origin Myth:
Gaul Keldran Was the oldest of the three apprentices of one of the greatest magicians who had ever lived. He and his two compatriots had studied under the old man for years and it had been Gaul who had shone the most. He was the best mage, the fastest reader, and the quickest learner. The dimwits who had been his compatriots had paled in comparison to him and it was he who the old man had declared to be his replacement. Then one night some crazy old fool barged in on dinner and started rambling about some ancient prophecy and how the air-headed youngest of the three apprentices was some kind of "Chosen One". After finishing his delusional story the old bastard died and ruined dinner, what was worse was that apparently the crazy hobo was the old mans brother and the old man took him seriously. Gaul was promptly passed up by the old man and the idiot younger boy was made the old mans head apprentice.

Suffice it to say that Gaul was displeased by this turn of events, so he did what any very powerful young mage would do when a little drunk and pissed as hell. He opened an ancient book of forbidden arts and turned himself into a Lich. After completing his transformation Gaul decided that he rather liked being dead and made the executive decision the old man and that dumb ass kid that had passed him up needed to be dead as well. So Gaul used his new found power to promptly murder the hell out of the two and turn them into his first undead servants and since then he hasn't looked back.

Powers/Skills/Abilities:
Raise Dead: Gaul calls into the afterlife and pulls a few spirits into the mortal realm summoning a small collection of undead fighters under his control.(fast but fragile)


Pact of the Grave: Gaul sacrifices some of the spirits under his command to summon a Grave-Lord.(Slow moving but heavily armored)


Pact of Shadow: Gaul sacrifices some more souls under his command to summon a Wraith.( Very Fast and can turn invisible but even more fragile)


Pact of Pestilence: Sacrifice some souls to summon a Plague-Bearer.(weak physically but spews debilitating diseases)

Walking Wasteland: Gaul curses the very ground and air around him strengthening his undead and weakening his enemies.
Skeletons: Becomes faster, stronger and smarter
Grave-Lord: Gains the ability to project an arcane shield around itself and nearby allies
Wraith: Prolonged invisibility and they gain the ability to steal their victims life-force with each attack
Plague-Bearer: Gains a long range Bile spit attack
Shallow Grave: Gauls most powerful spell is to reach into the realm of the dead to drag a recently deceased ally back into the world of the living the blowback from this leaves him unable to use his magic.(resurrect an ally but leaves him unable to cast spells for a while)

Equipment:
Staff of Skulls: This staff is Gauls most prized possession and is instrumental to his spellcasting. (if lost the number of souls he could summon would be halved and he would be unable to cast Walking Wasteland)

Theme Song:
In Skin Deep 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
I'm excited to see this RP with all these neat characters
In Skin Deep 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Name: Carmen Hart

Gender: Male

Age: 20

Appearance:


Personality: Carmen is quite and reserved in most social situations. He prefers to keep to the background and go unnoticed letting others take the lead. One of his best kept secrets is that deep down Carmen enjoys bloodshed.

History/Biography:
Carmen Hart was born the son of a moderately wealthy merchant Carmen was brought into this world rather roughly as his mother passed shortly after giving birth to him. With only his father left Carmen enjoyed an upbringing where the family servants were more his parents than the real one. Eager to be rid of the reminder of his loss Carmen's father sent him to a Boarding school where his knack for medicine was discovered. At the behest of his teachers he has recently been attached to a ship surgeon as an apprentice to learn the craft.

Emplacement of future Slave Brand: Just above his collarbone on his right side.
Is a character who is undead OK?
Would you be willing to take on one more?
In Dark Ties 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
I'm waiting on the transition to the next day
You can call me interested as well.
In Dark Ties 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Posted!
Malvo got some news and took a nap.
In Dark Ties 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
The raven sat perched on the branch staring down at the two at the bottom of its tree, Its intelligent black eyes peering through the branches. As the two met it watched and listened intently scuttling down its branch to get a better view. Finally when it had seen and heard all that it had wanted it silently took off flying back to the Citadel bearing news for its master. Alighting on the lofty windowsill it peered through the glorified crack in the wall at it's masked master sitting in the room below.

Malvo let his gaze wander to the window and saw the raven waiting patiently for him, with a slight nod Malvo stood "If that is all then I shall excuse myself to prepare for the journey" he stated in his soft way as he turned on his heel and left. The raven on the windowsill flew off as its master left circling the great Citadel for a moment before flying in through the small hole that served as its entrance to Malvos personal room. Malvo was escorted back through the Citadel by yet another Templar who seemed just as keen to be rid of him as the other.

Upon arriving at his room the Templar opened the door for him and closed it quickly behind him. Malvo looked at the raven perched on his desk pecking at the remains of an old bread crust "Well" Malvo asked as he strode over to his desk and took a seat Little One hopping off to join the other raven in pecking at the crust "What did you learn?"
The raven perched on Malvos outstretched arm and peered into its masters eyes the slightest flicker of greenish energy swirling deep in its eyes as the information was relayed between the two.

"Good girl" Malvo said as the transfer finished and he stroked the raven with a gloved finger as it cooed appreciatively "Now go get some rest" he finished as he gently pushed the raven off and it flitted over to one of the many nests in his wall. "I want you all ready for the journey so don't stay up to late" he called to the rest of the ravens who cawed an acknowledgement back. I shall gather my things Malvo thought as he began collecting various bottles and vials filled with strange substances and placing them carefully in a large leather bag along with several small but severely sharp knives and a wicked looking hand-saw which he ran a hand down lovingly before placing in the bag. Finally his most prized possession the large brass and glass syringe which was held in its own small wooden case branded with the sign of his clan was placed lovingly in the bag which he snapped shut and placed next to the door.

With his packing complete Malvo walked over to the largest nest in the room pieced together from branches, bones and the occasional piece of clothing he could steal. With a resounding ripping sound two large wings erupted from his back as his mask twisted and elongated into a jagged beak and his gloves melded into bony but wickedly sharp claws. In just a moment Malvo had shed his human form and stood looking like a cross between a raven and a man. Flexing his wings Malvo felt a sense of relief, he found it refreshing to change forms after being in one for a while. Perching in the giant nest Malvo wrapped his wings around himself and settled in for a nice rest before he had to set off on his mission, Little One perching on his bony shoulder and nuzzling into his neck as it too slept.
In Dark Ties 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
I'm waiting on Azriell to respond to a PM before I post.
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