Post by ashidlun on Sept 3, 2015 0:09:37 GMT -8
Character Name: Delmi Henor
Plane of Origin: Innistrad
Age: looks to be late 20's
Gender: Male
Race: Cursed Human (werewolf)
Color Identity:
Specialization: Summoner
Favorite Spell: Call of the Wild
Physical Appearance: Delmi, towering at a full 6'4", normally doesn't have people that he can see eye to eye to, in terms of height. He has short spiky hair, a long scar covering his right eye, which are both a hazel colour. He wears common or low class clothing to make himself nothing to look at, as well as hide as much of his toned body as needed.
Biography: It's gotta be tough to be a werewolf - dealing with the shifts, murdering the witnesses so they cant expose you for the monster you really are; it's a tough life! Delmi however, knows it all too well, in fact: this is his story about how the spark inside of him ignited!
Things began when Delmi was walking home one day, reflecting on the things he enjoyed in his life. He had a home that he built with his bare hands (solid as a rock!), a place where he could live alone and peacefully, surrounded by the forest that made him feel he belonged, and the best thing of all? Living with the adopted sibling that treated him as an equal and not as a beast, unlike everyone else that knew his secret but were too chicken to say anything about it, regardless of their status. He smirked. Things were looking good! He felt as though he could take the world in one fell swoop; especially with his Vampire friend, who would be called his mate if she so desired it. The fact that he and his sister grew up together was such a powerful thing though that their bond was unbreakable! But as he reached the edge of the forest, something in the back of his mind started to nip at him, a nameless fear that had randomly entered his heart.
He paused and thought long and hard about why this could be, and before he had a coherent answer, the fear had gripped his heart and he realized he had sensed the worst possible thing: his sister was in danger! He gathered all of his will and strength, and blasted forward in a hard run; he was still at least half an hour away! As he sprinted, he gathered his will, the beast within starting to bare its fangs. If any man had laid one finger on her pretty head, he would rip him to shreds and leave nothing to tell the tale, save his sister of course. He vaulted a small bush and saw his house front clearly come into view, noticing the door wide open, blood staining the floor and hanging thick in the air. He roared with anger and leaped through the doorway, nearly on the brink of shifting, and stopped to register the scene before him; the woman which he considered closer than close, standing over and preying on a man who had just committed the worst mistake he could have made. Delmi ignored her for the moment, and looked on the floor to see his fear become a reality, and worse. He knelt beside the blanket-covered corpse, and began to lift it, only to be stopped by vampiress.
"Requiem... What happened? Which of these cowards did this...?"
The woman frowned, and said with a voice both tender, and vengeful "I know not, Delmi, but the man is dead. This is the price we pay for bringing others who are not of our kind into our lives; eventually, this kind of thing will happen... What did you expect, Wolf? That the two of you could live in harmony without people calling her a freak or coming to free her? No, her death may have been laid on your hands, but humans did this, and the humans will pay. Or do you wish her death to not be avenged?"
Delmi hunched over, consumed by the rage and hatred that the woman's words brought; but even as she spoke, he moved her aside and looked under the blanket, and through the sight he beheld, he snapped. Roaring out in the rage that held his heart, and the pain that ran it through! With his spark now ignited, and the beast looking to lay claim to his soul once and for all "Alright... Alright! I get it, Requiem, I will not sit by and let you berate me for something I know to be of true nature. The Humans will pay... and they will pay... IN BLOOD!"
Delmi rose to his feet, and suddenly understood how he would do this, how he would execute every living family relative to the man on the floor, for when he turned and saw the face, he sneered. This man was middle-class, his entire clan lived in the same area as he did! But he would not attack on his own, oh no. He would rally his strength and call others, call upon every beast in the province to come and join the hunt. The Humans here, of that clan, would face his army, would face judgement at the hands of Delmi Henor. They would know fear, and pain, as his sister did; and with this knowledge, he turned to Requiem, and asked in a voice not even questioning the idea "Care to join me, Bat? The Call is going to be to all who would hunt with me... All will bathe in the blood of my enemies!" Requiem smirked, she had been trying to let this werewolf answer the call of his kin, to unleash the beast within the cage all these years, and it took something that she couldn't have foreseen: That a human would do this on his own will, to mess with Delmi so tragically that it would cause him to mentally explode into a primal rage! So she walked to him, placed a hand upon his shoulder, and said with a voice that could almost be mistaken for flirtatious "You need not ask twice, Wolf. Let the hunt begin." Townsfolk now say that wherever Delmi is seen emerging from the forest with a woman who could make anyone think twice about their loyalty, that it will be a day of death and reckoning; for the forest itself will move with them, and claim lives of those who have wronged them in any way.
He knows how to use his spark, yet he has no need to use it as yet, though, deep down inside, he knows he will have to, for while the hunger and instinct were kept at bay, the fact of the matter is, he knew that eventually, their union would be the very thing that would force the two of them to flee, and be gone from the land. Delmi did wonder though... How long would it take for them to be hunted, and how long would it take for him to be able to effectively use the means to escape. Maker knowing, he would not leave her to die at the hands of their enemies.
Author's notes: Female character (who's kindasorta Alive) Requiem, was added at the request of the user; her main user will be controlling her from here on out.
Second, There will be a thread where his spark will be used, and when it happens, it will be interesting at least.
Plane of Origin: Innistrad
Age: looks to be late 20's
Gender: Male
Race: Cursed Human (werewolf)
Color Identity:
Specialization: Summoner
Favorite Spell: Call of the Wild
Physical Appearance: Delmi, towering at a full 6'4", normally doesn't have people that he can see eye to eye to, in terms of height. He has short spiky hair, a long scar covering his right eye, which are both a hazel colour. He wears common or low class clothing to make himself nothing to look at, as well as hide as much of his toned body as needed.
Biography: It's gotta be tough to be a werewolf - dealing with the shifts, murdering the witnesses so they cant expose you for the monster you really are; it's a tough life! Delmi however, knows it all too well, in fact: this is his story about how the spark inside of him ignited!
Things began when Delmi was walking home one day, reflecting on the things he enjoyed in his life. He had a home that he built with his bare hands (solid as a rock!), a place where he could live alone and peacefully, surrounded by the forest that made him feel he belonged, and the best thing of all? Living with the adopted sibling that treated him as an equal and not as a beast, unlike everyone else that knew his secret but were too chicken to say anything about it, regardless of their status. He smirked. Things were looking good! He felt as though he could take the world in one fell swoop; especially with his Vampire friend, who would be called his mate if she so desired it. The fact that he and his sister grew up together was such a powerful thing though that their bond was unbreakable! But as he reached the edge of the forest, something in the back of his mind started to nip at him, a nameless fear that had randomly entered his heart.
He paused and thought long and hard about why this could be, and before he had a coherent answer, the fear had gripped his heart and he realized he had sensed the worst possible thing: his sister was in danger! He gathered all of his will and strength, and blasted forward in a hard run; he was still at least half an hour away! As he sprinted, he gathered his will, the beast within starting to bare its fangs. If any man had laid one finger on her pretty head, he would rip him to shreds and leave nothing to tell the tale, save his sister of course. He vaulted a small bush and saw his house front clearly come into view, noticing the door wide open, blood staining the floor and hanging thick in the air. He roared with anger and leaped through the doorway, nearly on the brink of shifting, and stopped to register the scene before him; the woman which he considered closer than close, standing over and preying on a man who had just committed the worst mistake he could have made. Delmi ignored her for the moment, and looked on the floor to see his fear become a reality, and worse. He knelt beside the blanket-covered corpse, and began to lift it, only to be stopped by vampiress.
"Requiem... What happened? Which of these cowards did this...?"
The woman frowned, and said with a voice both tender, and vengeful "I know not, Delmi, but the man is dead. This is the price we pay for bringing others who are not of our kind into our lives; eventually, this kind of thing will happen... What did you expect, Wolf? That the two of you could live in harmony without people calling her a freak or coming to free her? No, her death may have been laid on your hands, but humans did this, and the humans will pay. Or do you wish her death to not be avenged?"
Delmi hunched over, consumed by the rage and hatred that the woman's words brought; but even as she spoke, he moved her aside and looked under the blanket, and through the sight he beheld, he snapped. Roaring out in the rage that held his heart, and the pain that ran it through! With his spark now ignited, and the beast looking to lay claim to his soul once and for all "Alright... Alright! I get it, Requiem, I will not sit by and let you berate me for something I know to be of true nature. The Humans will pay... and they will pay... IN BLOOD!"
Delmi rose to his feet, and suddenly understood how he would do this, how he would execute every living family relative to the man on the floor, for when he turned and saw the face, he sneered. This man was middle-class, his entire clan lived in the same area as he did! But he would not attack on his own, oh no. He would rally his strength and call others, call upon every beast in the province to come and join the hunt. The Humans here, of that clan, would face his army, would face judgement at the hands of Delmi Henor. They would know fear, and pain, as his sister did; and with this knowledge, he turned to Requiem, and asked in a voice not even questioning the idea "Care to join me, Bat? The Call is going to be to all who would hunt with me... All will bathe in the blood of my enemies!" Requiem smirked, she had been trying to let this werewolf answer the call of his kin, to unleash the beast within the cage all these years, and it took something that she couldn't have foreseen: That a human would do this on his own will, to mess with Delmi so tragically that it would cause him to mentally explode into a primal rage! So she walked to him, placed a hand upon his shoulder, and said with a voice that could almost be mistaken for flirtatious "You need not ask twice, Wolf. Let the hunt begin." Townsfolk now say that wherever Delmi is seen emerging from the forest with a woman who could make anyone think twice about their loyalty, that it will be a day of death and reckoning; for the forest itself will move with them, and claim lives of those who have wronged them in any way.
He knows how to use his spark, yet he has no need to use it as yet, though, deep down inside, he knows he will have to, for while the hunger and instinct were kept at bay, the fact of the matter is, he knew that eventually, their union would be the very thing that would force the two of them to flee, and be gone from the land. Delmi did wonder though... How long would it take for them to be hunted, and how long would it take for him to be able to effectively use the means to escape. Maker knowing, he would not leave her to die at the hands of their enemies.
Author's notes: Female character (who's kindasorta Alive) Requiem, was added at the request of the user; her main user will be controlling her from here on out.
Second, There will be a thread where his spark will be used, and when it happens, it will be interesting at least.
