Necrophage

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I agree. Whether the groups meet later is to be decided but smaller groups help to strengthen story and character.

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Sir Mathias Godfrey, Lord of Penshold, Warrior of Renown, known Paragon of Generosity and most recently Cursed Exile!

Name: Mathias Godfrey
Race: Human
Appearance:
Aged at thirty-two, Mathias stands at six feet tall, he is muscular, broad shouldered and built for war. It is clear from a body covered in scars that he has led a warrior's life. His hair is brown and he has a bushy beard, well trimmed with hair shorn short on his head. His eyes are a brilliant blue. Mathias' standard attire is a blue tunic and brown trousers with well-fitted boots. He always has his sword at his side regardless of situation. The stance this veteran bears is always stoic and filled with confidence.

History:
Mathias was raised to a good and idyllic family. In fact he regards them with great honor and passion. They truly were the reason for his honorable disposition and his desire for good. They taught him well and to always pursue righteousness. His childhood was a memorable time of fun, happiness and true learning. Trials did however come to House Godfrey and they were sore indeed.

Of the times Mathias will personally speak of these are the hardest to express, but bold and persevering nonetheless he is willing to share. House Godfrey's adults and elders were nearly all wiped out by what he recounts as the "Poison Feast". His family was powerful, influential and their land loved having them as their noble house. They were however in the way of prominent enemies, rival houses, barbarians knocking on the borders. Enemies aren't hard to come by in these lands. The poison was designed to be slower but absolutely lethal. As a youth he was not to be part of that feast but that didn't stop him from witnessing his family's painful exodus from life.

Relatives took him in. He began training with the sword and to lead on behalf of the remaining Godfrey's. Mathias took to action with drive. His passion to move forward is one of his marking traits. As he came of age he learned why his father hated politics(dealing with other bickering vassals and houses in a kingdom isn't that much fun). Mathias used his strength and passion to help everyone around him. He was a true paragon. He performed in his maiden battle, a first of his career and though daunting he shined through it.

He married a childhood friend, Alana. Together they had a child and everything seemed peaceful and well( Yep, perfectly well. Uhuh).

Magic. It never plays fair. Mathias had his first encounter with the eldritch in one fateful encounter that would change everything. Being both warrior and generous paragon is a challenge but dealing with a witch's death curse makes things truly complicated. The barbaric horde he defended his people's lands against made use of a particularly cruel advisor. A witch by the name of Velka struck him with a curse even as Mathias pierced her with his blade.

"Forever, thou son of Godfrey, shall you suffer for your generosity." She gurgled on her blood as she finished. "For every heart you lift yours shall be pierced!" This wasn't some simple line or phrase. The dying curse of a magic-wielder was dangerous and this one he learned he could not remove.

It pained him, really, physically pained him to aid another person. Magic-induced suffering instead of having his spirit lifted. Those were the consequences of aiding his fellow. Afraid of what could happen to himself and worse, his family, he had to leave. There was no other choice. He needed to explore. Mathias needed to find a way to remove the curse. He needed closure. Mathias Godfrey assigned a steward and left on a journey he prayed would change him for the better.

Personality: Under normal circumstances Mathias would be unrelentingly kind to his fellow man but there's a reason he always carries a sword when possible. His benevolent personality has suffered since being cursed. He constantly fights in his own head as to what to do. His heart always tells him to help another yet he cannot do so lightly anymore. The curse would have him become cold and harsh but so many years of being a paragon of generosity give him an advantage( for now).

Inventory:
Mathias travels lightly. He does not have the full suit of heavy plate that he used to wear as he led men his men to victory. There are a few things he does carry;
-A shoulder-satchel. Something to carry his provisions and non-immediate equipment.
-A fluted breastplate to protect his vitals in skirmishes.
-Mathias carries with him a heavier, tempered long sword to allows him to thrust through plate and cause more damage with normal cutting attacks.
-In addition to the sword he carries a heater shield, not a particularly large shield but enough to be used both offensively and defensively so he could act as a defender to allies and an effective aggressor to foes.

Skills:
Fencing and Swordsmanship - Trained and well-seasoned. Mathias is a very good combatant in close quarters and it wouldn't be unlikely for him to be able to handle two or three other combatants at the same time provided they were slightly less experienced than he(And about the same size...).
Charismatic - Mathias was once a true leader of his own forces. His voice is commanding and he knows how to use it, whether for intimidation(Very seldomly) or for persuasion and leading. Plus he's learned how to shut up that snooty noble that everyone hates.
Experienced Leader - Taking care of a large town and an army to boot teaches you things.

Other:
Velka's Death Curse: Upon killing Velka the witch, Mathias was cursed.
"Forever, thou son of Godfrey, shall you suffer for your generosity."
"For every heart you lift yours shall be pierced!"

Thankfully the curse is not quite as literal as described but nonetheless detrimental to Mathias' very nature. It was clear that Velka had known of his exploits and it was perhaps these very actions she thought of in order to most hurt the self-exiled lord without killing him. An ironic cruelty. It is unknown if Velka is truly gone even after her death.

Oh this very idea looks fun. Mathias has been thrown on paper before, he's been parts of ideas for books I've had and I just had to see what would happen if I forced him against his very nature.

Don't be afraid of him being too well developed because I haven't really ever developed him. It's mostly just a name I really like.

Also. hey @t2wave. Good to see you again.

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@Polybius How exactly do people get to the entrance? Do they not know?

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@Polybius I didn't see your post about your preference for characters made for this. I've had a character in mind. I'll write him up and save Avrion for a special occasion.

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@Polybius Will figure it all out when I get home at 2 from work. He's originally a character from a dead roleplay I am quite fond of. I'll rectify the weird dimensional thing. He doesn't have a whole lot of offensive power unless he uses the world around him to crush something with the one spell. I mostly designed his mage side for support.

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Avrion

Name: Avrion
Race: Human
Age: Appears to be in his thirties. He has forgotten his real age. (It's actually 109)
Hair: His hair is stark white and kept short and kempt. He has a full beard covering a generally kind and fatherly looking face.
Eyes: His eyes are piercing blue and in the dark you would notice that they let off a dim light.
Physique: Avrion's physique is what you would expect of a man in his thirties that doesn't do hard work. He is thin yet healthy looking. If it weren't for his hair and some wrinkles on his face you could swear he was a man in the middle of his life.
Appearance: Avrion has a gray tunic with a hood and brown cloth pants. He has a worn pair of leather boots, ones that have experienced many lands. Avrion has used and been subject to so much magic power that he barely seems like a normal man anymore. It has physically altered him, partly due to his own preference for time alteration and arcane magic. He wears a small amulet around his neck that cannot be removed, a powerful force keeps it in place. The amulet itself is far older than he is. A relic of his heritage. It is a small silver dragon head that could fit in the middle of your palm. Its eyes are tiny purple gems. Avrion carries a wooden staff that he uses mostly for traveling purposes.

Personality: This man is a surprisingly kind individual. You would never imagine he would have a demon so close to his heart. Sometimes he is distant and withdrawn, an action he takes when he is grasping or coping with a current situation and thinks it through in place of panic. Where possible he avoids conflict through the use of clever magic and reason. Unfortunately Zuraat is almost a complete opposite to him and will often try to affect his thoughts and actions.
Avrion does what he can to help those around him. He has a father's passion and a knight's chivalry.

History: Avrion in his youth was the victim of a mage's horrifying creation. This mage was an enemy of the demons and gods that lorded over the lands and kingdoms of the world. He used an aberration of flesh to kill one of the demons that resided outside of the college town Avrion called home. Upon hearing the battle as it ripped through the forest young Avrion let it get to him and witnessed the abomination as it ripped apart a figure with blackened skin and shadow wings. The demon turned to look at Avrion and with desperation in its eyes reached out to while the abomination of flesh and magic tore a wing off. Avrion found himself with no possible means of surviving let alone killing this creature. The demon let loose a gurgled and unearthly scream that signified its end as Avrion stumbled back. Yet that demon turned to him, voiceless, its blackened throat torn asunder. It turned to him and looked him in the eyes. In that instant it was like the world became two mirrors facing each other only the demons eyes came closer in the reflection. Avrion's eyes filled with coldness - and then he lost consciousness. Then he awoke. He thought he may have certainly been dead yet the sun rose. Dried blood covered his hands and it was not his own. He felt confused until a voice he had not recognized chimed into his head. It was the demon. It had taken possession of him and used him to finish the fight with the abomination. Then to avoid making Avrion more volatile than necessary he had housed himself in his amulet.
Avrion spent most of his life moving about. To summarize his life he went to a few different mage colleges, started a family and left them when they grew old enough for personal reasons. He's done pretty well for a guy that can't get away from his demon.
As of recent his travels have found him in the household of one Lord Okami Yukimura. A wolf demon in the guise of a white-haired noble. In this world demons and lesser gods rule much of it.
Avrion has now forgotten most of his past, what he does remember is riddled with magic-induced holes. Being thrown through unstable magical vortexes does that to you.

Skills: Avrion is able to see the ley lines of the world. Magical foci, illusions and other magically based entities are visible to his altered eyes. He's magnificent at learning new spells given the opportunity to do so.
Actively Avrion has the ability to draw from a magic ley line to supercharge his abilities and access to a great assortment of spells that make him an unpredictable target - but he has forgotten how to access a ley line and nearly all of his spells due to being pulled into this dimension and his memories becoming devastated by the consequences. He does remember two of them. Memories may slowly seep back in, giving him more access to his original function as a potent mage.
Recompose - This spell changes the composition of material and cannot affect a living target. It is based on touch and only affects a target amount of material about seven square feet. Casting this takes at least two seconds for Avrion to create the magic sigil and begin reshaping material. The way the spell applies is affected by Avrion's imagination and will. With this Avrion can create spikes from the ground, a doorway that did not exist before, close passages, create a debris cloud and so on. This can affect water, ice, earth, rock, etc. Anything that Avrion can physically touch. There is a range on the distance this affects as well that allows him to change something as long as it has physical connection to where he touches. For example if he touches a floor he can affect another part of the floor away from where he is touching. Recompose is ineffective against enchanted surfaces.
Ward - Avrion channels a spell that binds a target in a sphere of arcane energy. The target is trapped in the sphere and no magic except a dispelling spell will remove it. Avrion cannot cast other spells while channeling and if Avrion's concentration is broken then the ward dissipates. Incredible force can also destroy the ward. Avrion cannot cast this on himself.

The Demon Zuraat: Zuraat is the demon that inhabits Avrion's amulet. Zuraat is innately evil but this strange dimensions seems to warp even that portion that would seperate him from other beings, leaving him a little confused like Avrion. Avrion has been known to talk to himself in the past. When he does this it is most often that he is simply conversing with Zuraat. Zuraat can read Avrion's mind through the cursed amulet and the two share a strange connection that has been created from years of being connected. Zuraat has not been affected by the memory loss that debilitates Avrion but being a malicious demon he doesn't really care to tell him anything that he's forgotten. As far as Zuraat is concerned this event has become an opportunity to seize control. Zuraat can passively sense the dark impulses and sinful desires of others. Zuraat has several boons he grants to Avrion:
Self Preservation - Zuraat partially possesses Avrion when his life is threatened and grants him increased strength and speed. This isn't a tremendous increase but noticeable to a foe. Zuraat is very stubborn and won't let Avrion die.
Full Possession - If Avrion is knocked unconscious or gives in purposefully to Zuraat then the demon gets full control and uses his own magic. Avrion regains control when he becomes conscious again or the demonic volatility in his body becomes too much and Zuraat retreats back to the amulet. Demonic volatility raises every time Zuraat casts a spell and passively while Avrion is possessed. If demonic volatility reaches higher than Zuraat would normally allow then Avrion collapses in exhaustion. Zuraat is evil and his actions may reflect that.

Zuraat's Magic:
Illusion of Death - Target suffers the pain and illusion of the worst death their mind can muster, whether it be at the hands of an ally, a lover, their party or of torture and so on. This spell fades upon the person dying in their illusion, waking them to reality. Zuraat must channel this on a single target and may be interrupted. If the illusion is ended early or interrupted it will still leave the target fairly confused until they recover. In Zuraat's weakened form this only works on one target at a time.

Give In - People around Zuraat are compelled to give in to their most evil, carnal and base desires. This has many affects depending on the darker side of a person's personality. It ranges from the base desire to murder one's ally to lust and other dark impulses. This doesn't work against characters who have no such impulses - like an angel or a soulless construct. Being based on compulsion it is possible for an incredibly willful and stoic personality to resist but for how long?

Shade of Zuraat - Zuraat covers Avrion's body in the shadow of his own former body. Zuraat himself is slightly larger than Avrion. His skin of the color charcoal. He has a human like mouth with violet eyes that lack pupils. Small curved horns circle around his head, mimicking a crown. A black tuft of hair grows out of the middle, draping down the back his neck. His arms are elongated and end in vicious claws the size of small daggers. A large unadorned leather belt holds a long loincloth in place over his midsection. His legs are reversed like a beast and end in black talons akin to a bird. Jutting out of his back are bat-like wings each limb of which ends in a claw. Avrion's silhouette can be seen in the shade. If one were to pierce Zuraat's shade they could hit Avrion as well as any other attacks that can get through the shade.
The shade of Zuraat moves like a beast and uses all of his given appendages to fight with. Shallow cuts and blows will have little to no affect on it because it does not consist of flesh or blood but enchanted shadow. Heavy blows, deep impacts from piercing weapons and light or fire-based magic have the most affect against the shade because they can injure the host or disrupt the shadow enough to dissipate the shade. Zuraat's shade has enough reflexes to dodge slow attacks and its claws are powerful enough to pierce through or shred light armor. Zuraat's tactic would be to disrupt the enemy enough with his magic to open them up to a deadly blow. After about three minutes of this demonic volatility will become too high and Zuraat will have to cancel his shade to keep from harming Avrion.

Posted it on characters first by accident, let me know if you want it changed. (And whether or not of course you accept it. =) )

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Sir Mathias Godfrey, Lord of Penshold, Warrior of Renown, known Paragon of Generosity and most recently Cursed Exile!

Name: Mathias Godfrey
Race: Human
Appearance:
Aged at thirty-two, Mathias stands at six feet tall, he is muscular, broad shouldered and built for war. It is clear from a body covered in scars that he has led a warrior's life. His hair is brown and he has a bushy beard, well trimmed with hair shorn short on his head. His eyes are a brilliant blue. Mathias' standard attire is a blue tunic and brown trousers with well-fitted boots. He always has his sword at his side regardless of situation. The stance this veteran bears is always stoic and filled with confidence.

History:
Mathias was raised to a good and idyllic family. In fact he regards them with great honor and passion. They truly were the reason for his honorable disposition and his desire for good. They taught him well and to always pursue righteousness. His childhood was a memorable time of fun, happiness and true learning. Trials did however come to House Godfrey and they were sore indeed.

Of the times Mathias will personally speak of these are the hardest to express, but bold and persevering nonetheless he is willing to share. House Godfrey's adults and elders were nearly all wiped out by what he recounts as the "Poison Feast". His family was powerful, influential and their land loved having them as their noble house. They were however in the way of prominent enemies, rival houses, barbarians knocking on the borders. Enemies aren't hard to come by in these lands. The poison was designed to be slower but absolutely lethal. As a youth he was not to be part of that feast but that didn't stop him from witnessing his family's painful exodus from life.

Relatives took him in. He began training with the sword and to lead on behalf of the remaining Godfrey's. Mathias took to action with drive. His passion to move forward is one of his marking traits. As he came of age he learned why his father hated politics(dealing with other bickering vassals and houses in a kingdom isn't that much fun). Mathias used his strength and passion to help everyone around him. He was a true paragon. He performed in his maiden battle, a first of his career and though daunting he shined through it.

He married a childhood friend, Alana. Together they had a child and everything seemed peaceful and well( Yep, perfectly well. Uhuh).

Magic. It never plays fair. Mathias had his first encounter with the eldritch in one fateful encounter that would change everything. Being both warrior and generous paragon is a challenge but dealing with a witch's death curse makes things truly complicated. The barbaric horde he defended his people's lands against made use of a particularly cruel advisor. A witch by the name of Velka struck him with a curse even as Mathias pierced her with his blade.

"Forever, thou son of Godfrey, shall you suffer for your generosity." She gurgled on her blood as she finished. "For every heart you lift yours shall be pierced!" This wasn't some simple line or phrase. The dying curse of a magic-wielder was dangerous and this one he learned he could not remove.

It pained him, really, physically pained him to aid another person. Magic-induced suffering instead of having his spirit lifted. Those were the consequences of aiding his fellow. Afraid of what could happen to himself and worse, his family, he had to leave. There was no other choice. He needed to explore. Mathias needed to find a way to remove the curse. He needed closure. Mathias Godfrey assigned a steward and left on a journey he prayed would change him for the better.

Personality: Under normal circumstances Mathias would be unrelentingly kind to his fellow man but there's a reason he always carries a sword when possible. His benevolent personality has suffered since being cursed. He constantly fights in his own head as to what to do. His heart always tells him to help another yet he cannot do so lightly anymore. The curse would have him become cold and harsh but so many years of being a paragon of generosity give him an advantage( for now).

Inventory:
Mathias travels lightly. He does not have the full suit of heavy plate that he used to wear as he led men his men to victory. There are a few things he does carry;
-A shoulder-satchel. Something to carry his provisions and non-immediate equipment.
-A fluted breastplate to protect his vitals in skirmishes.
-Mathias carries with him a heavier, tempered long sword to allows him to thrust through plate and cause more damage with normal cutting attacks.
-In addition to the sword he carries a heater shield, not a particularly large shield but enough to be used both offensively and defensively so he could act as a defender to allies and an effective aggressor to foes.

Skills:
Fencing and Swordsmanship - Trained and well-seasoned. Mathias is a very good combatant in close quarters and it wouldn't be unlikely for him to be able to handle two or three other combatants at the same time provided they were slightly less experienced than he(And about the same size...).
Charismatic - Mathias was once a true leader of his own forces. His voice is commanding and he knows how to use it, whether for intimidation(Very seldomly) or for persuasion and leading. Plus he's learned how to shut up that snooty noble that everyone hates.
Experienced Leader - Taking care of a large town and an army to boot teaches you things.

Other:
Velka's Death Curse: Upon killing Velka the witch, Mathias was cursed.
"Forever, thou son of Godfrey, shall you suffer for your generosity."
"For every heart you lift yours shall be pierced!"

Thankfully the curse is not quite as literal as described but nonetheless detrimental to Mathias' very nature. It was clear that Velka had known of his exploits and it was perhaps these very actions she thought of in order to most hurt the self-exiled lord without killing him. An ironic cruelty. It is unknown if Velka is truly gone even after her death.

Dark Fantasy RP Looking for Players!

I like these kinds of things. I'm interested.

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Hyznia

Castle Exterior

Rem was taken aback by the archmage's sudden interjection. Rem watched, carefully standing away from the deadly spellcaster as he worked such powerful magic in such a short span of time. It raised all kinds of questions that needed to be voiced after the havoc and mess with these bandits was done. Whether a proper answer would come was unlikely. So far Sulfrax had given just enough information to keep from telling anything really important.

The torrent of black ice swarmed across Ross and Florence and left Rem truly awed by its effectiveness. If anything, Master Lauchlin didn't deem these two as a realistic threat until the bizarre arcane scars on his hands were exposed by their attacks. Rem could only wonder what Sulfrax had done to earn such prominent disfigurement.

Rem crouched low, keeping the distance he'd made between himself and Sulfrax. Senna scooted close to him and he placed a gentle hand on her head, closing his eyes as he did so.

The sudden outburst from Florence forced Rem to stand and pay attention. Only more questions, what the hell was a Gaian? Senna growled at the two captives and Rem let out a heavy sigh. "Well, girl. I don't think today could get any more interesting." Certainly he didn't want it to at this point.

"Master Lauchlin. I deeply apologize for underestimating your prowess. Forgive me if you desired to inflict further pain on these trespassers but at this point I think the dungeon should have them. There's plenty of things we don't know about these Gaians and there seems to be no better place to start." Rem presented. He added, "Unless of course you have something else in mind." No point in making an already pissed off master of destructive elements more angry.

One question at a time and this was a most serious one.

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@Letter Bee Hatman gone? What?