The Grey Dust

Children of Aton - Demigod RP [Recruiting!]

A call to battle. The First of the Demons had broken through. Breeched into the prison of the angels, and now would escape. He would not let that happen. No for Chinasa was fast upon his legs, but the Grandmaster was ready. No demon should leave this pit for the destruction they would cause upon mankind. In her wisdom, Eyra sealed them away, though perhaps felt the same for her other kin. Too much had been sacrificed, too many lives lost in this petty squabble. The demons must remain, even if it meant continued imprisonment. For should they have failed to contain the demons, then one thousand years away from the earth was all for naught and Eyra failed.

With the grace of a cricket leaping off the supple leaves of tall bamboo, Wu Dan rose from his kneeling meditation, his eyes opening wide in fervor against Chinasa. The dust shaken off by sudden action, and through the air the Grandmaster flew, as if swimming through the air as fish would water. Even with his powers lessened, Wu Dan was capable of nearly defying the laws of physics as he did for years of martial training. The walls was his ground, as he leapt from each to ascend the stairway by rejecting it. Meditation had enlightened him, the mental fortitude keeping him ready for this very moment for when the chains broke, the demons must remain trapped within. Freedom was the price to pay for their failures, thus the children of humanity must rally to protect the world before vengeance upon Eyra. So there he was, interceding before the steps and Chinasa along the spiraling stairway, his presence to halt the movements of those all too ready to escape without their duties fulfilled.

"You shall not pass, Demon." His voice dusty and low, barely a whisper for centuries of disuse had weakened his roar. "I am duty-bound to stop you and all those who would seek to enslave humanity." His right hand was drawn up at the White one, as if forbidding Chinasa to pass with an open palm. "Those of us imprisoned here and have lost everything, we are here away from our Children to trap our chaotic brothers in this very pit. If we let them escape now, would we and our Children suffer for nothing?" His call to arms for his other angelic hosts to rise up and throw the demons back into their cells would whisper down into the lower chamber below.

"And if you were to not let us pass, you would all remain a prisoner here." A mocking voice, sweet like poison replied from below. Zhystkrexas smiled at the scene as he passed Kozz, Ash, Kilgarrah, Therelon, and Nefas Sen along with the others who came for their freedom. In his jaws, the remains of his bindings, that which entrapped him within in cell, chewed on by one who had not eaten in centuries. "And how would Eyra laugh at us as she strikes us down with impunity. Wu Dan, forgive me to say that you are too devoted to the concept of duty. Obsessed almost dare I say?" The vile poison in his words, mocking and twisting the meanings behind them. "So let's make a deal, we shall deal with Eyra first, for I believe that is what we all desire. And I know desires. And after we deal with her, we can return into this pit and go with the fisticuffs after we dine upon her. What say you oh wise and stoic Grandmaster?" A chuckle followed after as Zhystkrexas swallowed that which he chewed upon and began to gnaw on the head of a fallen guard one freshly killed by a dragon.

"Hrmh. Very well. She must be punished first. Then we shall settle the score as we should have done in the ages of yore." And with that, Wu Dan would nod to Chinasa and let the White Demon pass first into the world.

Children of Aton - Demigod RP [Recruiting!]

One thousand years. What was it to an immortal but a blink of an eye? What were the centuries which passed by? What significance did they have here in the pit? Where no sun ruled the day, nor moon by the night, no stars above to gaze upon. Death was preferable to this, for death allows us to return. This was torment to be away from the world, chastised away from their own children. For what good was an immortal life without purpose? A meaningless life was not one worth living. For even those who watch, watch over. Those who corrupt, corrupt. Those who kill, kill. Everything in the universe had a task set before them, a task unfinished while rotting here in the pit. Of course their eternal bodies could not rot, but rather they rotted. Weakening with the continuation of life, their hold dwindling, and the bonds which held them captive drained their will. At least for those with minds tethered to the pit. For those Children who saw the pit as their prison, the walls crushing their hopes of freedom, and the guards the wardens, the reality of it was a prison. But there was another prison greater than the pit, one that not even Therelon in all his infinite knowledge could devise to construct. The mind after all, was its own prison.

So there in the pit, amongst the other angels gathered there did the Great Old One kneel before the pool. His eyes neither shut nor open, but half-way inbetween. For there was nothing to in the pit, but much to do within the mind. There sitting upon his haunches, the monk channeled his energy into self-reflection. For one thousand years ever since the betrayal and their imprisonment, Wu Dan had not moved from this kneeling stance such that a fine layer of dust covered his shoulders, robe and hat. Covered like a statue underneath the grey dust, as he clutched his prayer beads in one hand, and covered his fist with the other. His head bowed in contemplation, over the deceit and justice which would be executed the moment they were released. For it was not Wu Dan to be vengeful, but virtuous. For Eyra had imprisoned them with trickery, so too would she be taught the fruits of her treachery. Where the others would seek to kill her, Wu Dan would stay their hand. Death was too good of a punishment for her. No, she needed to also be betrayed, for then she shall experience the cruel sensation. But it would not be by those she would not trust, but rather by her own children. She shall earn her forgiveness through understanding the pain she had caused.

So why burst at the seams to know your freedom is at hand? Why rush forth and storm out of the pit? There would still be a surge of demons who would escape with them. And the wars would begin again. For this reason Wu Dan made no attempt to leap out of the pit. Nor any attempt to suggest he was conscious of the current situation even. For even if he could no longer guard his mountain and his people, he shall certain guard the pit. The demons would be upon them soon enough. And Wu Dan's grip tightened around his beads.

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The world was run by desire. That which gave everything its drive. The need for the grass to stretch out to the sun, the need for cows to eat the grass, the need for milk from her calf. All things had needs, hungers to sate, cravings to fill. For without such desires, life would have no meaning. Nothing to live for, no purpose to fill. Satiation was after all, fulfillment, and after fulfillment, unless hunger took over, one had outlived one's purpose. Odd how it worked did it not?

But ah in this cell, where the Devouring King was chained and imprisoned. Held behind a door in solitary confinement such that his taint did not fester into the minds of others. He was locked away, forever sealed within the pit. But there in his starvation he smiled. His grin wide and teeth bared. For he was patient, for all things time devours. And soon the contract would be up, and he would roam free once more. To reclaim his kingdom and his treasures. To retake his city by merely taking the throne, and devilishly enjoying knocking down Eyra's statues in her places of worship as an effigy.

Roaring heard down the pit, that must be the big kitty himself. So, it looks like it's show time...

Children of Aton - Demigod RP [Recruiting!]

Wu Dan's Theme:
youtube.com/watch?v=DKJun_GQH90

Zhystkrexas Theme:
youtube.com/watch?v=VzMAwJ6OhI4

Ascension : The Rebirth (open)

Repost of previous App

Quote: If Women were Dragons, I'd be more famous than my Cousin.
Name: Captain Eden Niscent-Hanoxx
Age: 57
Species: Descendant
Blood%: 60% Tyro, 40% Oro
Gender: Male
Sex Preference: Heterosexual
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 212 lbs

Physical appearance:

Caution: Hot

Description: From his Tyro blood, a fair Skin tone typical of a Tyro, but with dense scales as hard as stone from his Oro heritage. Light blue eyes and long dark reddish-brown hair from a mix of Tyro and Oro pigmentations. A tall frame and powerful build honed by training, certainly physically appealing as he flaunts it off with what little he wears. A two dense pairs of draconic horns emerge from his temples curving back slightly over his ears tucked beneath his hair, they will continue to grow overtime and are nearly impossible to break off due to his Oro heritage hardening these, along with the claws on his fingers and toes.

Apparel: Being of Tyro descent, Eden wears very little clothing. Merely an armless brassard over his right shoulder, and a red battle kilt for mobility. The lack of armor is scarcely a problem for one with a body as hard as stone, the brassard is just to prevent recoil damage when using his weapon at full potential. While he walks barefoot, a pair of bladed gauntlets are worn to help protect his hands from the heat his weapon can reach when used and useful in close-quarter combat to parry attacks.

Occupation: Captain in the Fotian Army.

Spells:

(Lesser Pyromancy) Summon Flame: A spell to conjure fire from nothing, by consuming soul essence. Useful for a variety of purposes, from utility to offensive techniques. The greater the amount of fire produced, the more essence consumed. The flames act as normal flames, unlike other pyromancy techniques which use magical flames with differential properties. This also allows them to be extinguished by non-magical means, but do not require energy from the caster to continue to burn once finding an equivalent fuel source.

(martial skill) Impossible Shot: A shot deemed impossible by others, made possible by pure skill. The ability to take a firearm one is trained in and work its mechanics as if like magic. Feats such as shooting the wings off a common gadfly at 100 paces, placing a hole in a tossed coin the at 500 paces, and silencing a screeching eagle in flight at 1000 paces, or a classic test of shooting through 12 wedding bands spaced at 100 paces each. These amazing techniques need focus and perhaps even some mental preparation to judge the distances, however a well timed shot can make all the difference.

Abilities/Powers:
Tyro 60% - Fire manipulation
Oro 40% - Rock hard hide, claws & dragon wings.

Hindrances:
Cocky: far too sure of his own abilities despite actual ability.
Short-Fuse: rather short temper makes him easily angered and goaded into foolish things.
Tyro - 40% cold blooded
Oro - 40% hard scales are heavier slowing them down including wings and hard to file claws.

Unknown Weaknesses:
Increased Cold Sensativity: more so than most Tyro due to rapid heat loss.
Freud was right: easily distracted by carnal desires.
Tyro - 60% overheats quickly.

Weapons: Eden's Gunlance

A cross of medium range and long range weapons, the Gunlance is Eden's weapon of choice. Quickly replicated and forged by Fotian blacksmiths after its effectiveness during the Dragon Wars, the standard gunlance is a standard weapon for ranked military personnel. In design, it is a steel lance, with a set of six barrel bored into the metal haft. While it trades pure strength behind the striking force due to the intricate machinery near the handle, it is this mechanism which allows the weapon to fire bullets from their barrels in a clockwise direction, six shots before requiring a reload by turning the counterweight such that the internal gearwork spins an outer ring of bullets and powder into the six chambers, loading up 30 shots total. A slowly smoldering piece of oil-cloth on a steel can be rotated into position behind the guard of the weapon is used then to individually fire each shot by igniting the powder when quickly pressed into the aligned barrel. The shots themselves are semi-accurate, although due to the design, each shot is off the actual center of the lance tip and instead fire around it which makes it both predictable and unpredictable depending on if the user rotates the lance while using it or not. All in all a useful weapon to take out enemies from a far, then use as a pike for midrange military combat.

Compared to the standard issue Gunlance, Eden's Gunlance is definitely larger. Eden has modified his Gunlance to work with his abilities, requiring no ignition method and using his spells to produce the flames needed to directly fire each round. There are additional shots and powder, doubling his shot count to 60 shots. Furthermore, a gearspring switch allows him to wind the counterweight several times to store coiled energy to reduce the need to reload manually. This allows him to use his gunlance as a gattling gun in rapid bursts of firepower by holding the lance with both hands and holding it against his brassard to resist the recoil of firing so many rounds in rapid succession. This action usually overheats the weapon easily, hence requires some protection to avoid metal burns.

Pet:

Eden's Companion

M Warning: Cute

Name- Eve
Height- 15" from head to tail, 18" wingspan, stands at about 9" tall.
Weight- about 5 lbs.
Age- 34
Sex- female
Personality- Eve is the more level-headed of the two, but just as easily flustered when Eden ends up not listening to her. She was hatched from her drakeling egg, a subspecies of tiny dragons also called 'fairy dragons' not for their size, but for their uncanny intellect, years ago by Eden on accident and has been his constant companion ever since. Almost like a sister rather than child to the boy, although she can fend her own despite her size compared to her much larger brethren. Despite her attempts, Eden often disregards her suggestions and attempts to keep him inline with the expectations of his royal bloodline. Although secretly she may be slightly jealous of the other girls Eden spends time with, wanting Eden for herself sometimes even.
Equipment - None
Abilities/Powers-
Firebreath - for her size, Eve can produce a rather disproportionate amount of flames and spew forth a large gout of fire at will. She uses ability this to roast Eden sometimes, when annoyed causing some minor discomfort but not enough to harm him to a larger degree.
Intellect - she is quite intelligent, having learned to speak and quite possible how to cast basic spells, although as of now she is just beginning to be able to create small flames which pale in comparison to her natural firebreath.

= IG stuff to be updated as Rp Develops

Personality: (nothing to commit for now)
Vehicle: N/a
Faction: N/a
Adv. App.: N/a
Exp: (Not sure how this works)

History:
Decades ago, it was decided between the two nations of Fotia and Gaia that they should strengthen their relationships being neighboring kingdoms to make steps in unifying the northwest region of Edafos. It was from this that the former Lord Hanoxx's younger sister, Lady Hanoxx, and the younger brother of Queen Niscent, Lord Niscent were to be wed in a diplomatic marriage. There was no real love between them, but both expected the other to grow accustomed to one another. As Lady Hanoxx preferred the hot climate of her own kingdom, Lord Niscent chose to establish a new dwelling for them apart from the political influences of the capitols where they could be further manipulated. To the surprise of both sides of the royal families, He chose the lava chamber of Mount Emberkeen's Wake, the active volcano which shadows the industrious city of Blaze. It was an enormous undertaking to build a palace, let alone a home in such environments, and with Lord Niscent's fascination with Fotian technology and a bit of Gaian ingenuity, within seven years of their engagement, a new royal residence was completed with the blending of Gaian and Fotian design complimented with new-age technology to turn it from an inhospitable lava crater, to luxurious remote gem fully equipped with all the standards of royalty. They were wed here, as family, friends and other guests were invited to view the new royal union, and the royal courts of the future equipped with elevating stone platforms, pressure-sensitive stone doors and animated stone statues amongst the hot springs and steam baths. Everything was perfect, and upon that night they consummated their new beginnings and mixed the bloodlines.

Eden spent his childhood spoiled and pampered within the high volcano's peak. Though he was alone, for the most part, a number of domestic help did keep him company however there was little more to do once he had outgrown the numerous toys and entertainments provided to him this remotely. Thus without anyone around his age, he was isolated until one day he descended down the volcano to mingle within the town of Blaze below. The young master found himself lost in the orderly, but disheveled streets of such a city, unfamiliar with the idea of a working class, but not quite out of place after his laborious task of descending down the mountain without being caught by the house guards. Having taken the long way down, rather than the straight path, he was covered in sweat and grime, having torn much of his clothing and looking not so far different than the common rabble.

He found a life outside those stone walls which enclosed him, a newfound rebellious freedom in the forms of strangers busily going about, to and for the clockwork work cycle. Within a the three of having gone missing, the young lord had stayed several nights at the Foggy Bottom, accompanied by a taste of forbidden fruit of the fairer gender and more experiences than he had ever had in the palace life with the gruff but charming industrial workers. A carosing of mix of hard work by day, but hedonism to cure all the ailments it brought by night, of smoking, drinking, gambling, sex and whatever else it was they worked for. His new mates were shocked when the palace guards showed up to escort Eden back, all this time they had thought he had been joking about being some sort of royalty.

While he was chided for having been so rash, the experience set the tone for the rest of Eden's life, bringing up the pleasure he found below to this estate much to the disappointment of his parents, although they were too busy being summoned back and forth from each capitol for various means to manage such affairs. At such a young age he had already maintained a small harem of serving girls which tended to his desire and turned Lord Niscent's amazing mansion into a den of debauchery for his own indulgence. Of course the outcome of this was being dealt with by some more political pull and Eden's sudden enrollment into the Fotian Army, being shipped out to be trained under the watchful eye of General Zephier, the cantankerous veteran of the Dragon Wars, kept alive beyond his years by a combination of Taxian knowledge, Magoi sorcerery and overwhelmingly complex machinery which has replaced 80% of his body.

It was a difficult regime change, but the ever-resilient Eden kept his staunchly demeanor, getting away with it by birth of royal blood. Even General Zephier, decorated war veteran and outspoken rival of the Hanoxx Clan due to some feuding history, knew better than to push his limits than to openly challenge Eden and perhaps by extension the Gaia nation's royalties into a war. Not now at least, while he was beginning to build his grand army, devoted not to the King of Fotia, but to Fotia herself. A king after all, was merely the figurehead, the land and her people were the true kingdom, and it was the burden of the king to take the sword for them. Hence his gospel of loyalty to one's nation and kin, not one's king. Albeit perhaps the Hanoxx family has merely allowed him to spew his beliefs because the general public view him as a mad old man, who is useful in times of war, but having difficulties in times of relative peace.

Sometime during his training, Eden accidentally hatched Eve, to which she remained with him to this day, ever by his side as he claimed the rank of Captain, by bloodties, despite not having an actual company of men under him and setting off on a journey around the world as clearly they did not think his actions fit for royal court at home. Travelling with both Royal seals of Gaia and Fotia, a heavy bag of coins, the metaphorical clothes on his back, his trusted gunlance, and of course Eve who clung around his neck begging him to just head back home. Captain Eden Niscent-Hanoxx set off to see the world.

Children of Aton - Demigod RP [Recruiting!]

I'll probably write the city of I'Zhystana over the weekend.

Also, @Vahir we must clearly start a Kin breeding program. Like pokemons.

Children of Aton - Demigod RP [Recruiting!]

@The Grey Dust

Okay, I hammered out everything there is to know about the Qayu. Thoughts?

@Vahir

Everything seems fine. My only question is why didn't the monks continue surviving on their mountain top? I mean they'd certainly prefer death over hiding. Maybe the lower order monks would.

Children of Aton - Demigod RP [Recruiting!]

@The Grey Dust

I'm making an article on the Qaylu right now. What would the original homeland, in the far north, be called? And is there any settlement names you have a preference on?

@Vahir

Something Norse but with an Asian flair. Perhaps the Yi-shenmee. (Ysmir)

Children of Aton - Demigod RP [Recruiting!]

With so many new, titanic characters, I am wondering if it's worth it to go the opposite route: a demigod who is an infectious strain of sentient and hyperintelligent virus. It might make interacting with other characters a bit difficult, though.

Also, @Holy Soldier:

A super-strong warrior demigod who can see past illusions and eats the bodies of his enemies?

Nod is going to love Kalik.

And by that I mean he's definitely going to want to see what he's made of.

Is there a chance these two might have battled in the past?

@Cayce

Size matters not. :P

Children of Aton - Demigod RP [Recruiting!]

<Snipped quote by Vahir>

Wonderful~

I shall make her opinions on everyone immediately after some food. I can already say she will find Zhystkrexas amusing, though. Tempting mortals with what their desires, while Nefas does basically the exact opposite.

@Rune_Alchemist

They will probably have an interesting rivalry.

Zhystkrexas finds Nefas' methodology to be worthless. Why change someone into an abomination? Why turn them into something they are not? These mortals are already the monsters Zhystkrexas sees in them, merely reaching in and giving a bit of a shove. And even her children cannot resist his allure, for even they have a desire to serve their queen. That is the true beauty of her work, the devotion she instills upon them, the control she has over them. And that is why he wants to take them from her.

Children of Aton - Demigod RP [Recruiting!]

@dragonmancer Immediately, I can see our characters not being friends lol.

@Holy Soldier

He's probably not very popular at parties. Wu Dan will definitely be wary of him as perhaps his opposite, where one dances a dance of destruction, the other defends the world from destruction.

Oh and Zhystkrexas probably will laugh at his attempts to eat and drink of the children. The kin return you see, their mortal coils are mere vessels to dine upon. But to capture and devour their soul, their essence...