Post by solarboy on Aug 29, 2010 19:22:39 GMT -5
Name: Has not one. Is a Blood Bishop.
Nickname: Simply goes by the Bishop if need be.
Powers: Insurmountable sheer strength and pain tolerance; to the point of pain ignorance. Blood fueled, draining the blood of the slain. His sword is coiled in blood and can 'inhale' blood to gain power. The more blood inhaled, the stronger the sword and the wielder become. He can live solely off blood, but sometimes eats other foodstuffs. He can consume blood without the sword. The sword acts as a sthingy in most consuming cases.
Equipment: An enormous Sword about five and a half feet long. it's curved and barbed to make the most out of killing and ripping things. It's also covered in dried? blood. He's big and kind of mighty, so he can actually use this sword in one hand, but often uses it with both for proficiency. When he uses the sword in one hand he will definitely make use of his second hand, producing an unholy, blood stained? mace from his back hidden just underneath his tattered cape. He carries numerous pouches which contain reserves of his own blood and other delicacies in case he can't find the sustenance he needs.
Weakness: Insomnia. He can become very slow and weak if he doesn't fuel himself regularly with blood. Copious amounts of sustenance will cover for it if he hasn't anything to slay nearby or if he feels like a good ham, cheese and mustard sandwich. He also lacks the ability to dream, which could be the cause of insomnia for him, and shows frustration when he is confronted with heavy thought required tasks due to his less than average intellect. Certain types of blessed water also burn him, such as blessed water and holy water and blessed holy water and maybe even the holiest of waters; beer. He still drinks beer though. He can't deny a good old refreshing beer that sizzles down his gullet like a mint sweet in a fizzy drink. A truly double edged sword.
He suffers from empathy, apparently. This could be why he isn't among Erebos anymore. Some of the braver or more foolhardy of folks have seen him unmasked. Their description of his face was nothing more than whimpers, but they manage to recall the 8" tall beast re mask himself in humiliation. Shy, maybe? No way.
His biggest weakness is a secret... So I'll inform you on it in case he has beef with you at some unlucky point in your day. Children. They make him uncomfortable and irritated. They are just so small and annoying to him yet he doesn't actually do anything about them. He sits there and tolerates them whilst they ask him why the sun shines and why he always wears his funny hat.
Age: 67 years of age.
Gender: Male.
Race: Humanoid, but clearly too tall and strong to be human. Possibly an undead general of Erebos gone rouge or walkabouts.
Appearance: Enormous. About 8 feet tall. Extremely built. Skin is estimated to be charred underneath his armour. His armour is the darkest of black wrapped in blood stains which swipe across his armour like it were painted on with quick furious strokes. Only his glaring hate red eyes can be seen from under his bell helm. Chains hang like tassels from his armour. Dark blood red cloth homes one shoulder plate and becomes a tarnished cape fastened around both shoulder plates by a chain. His eyes seem to leave a trail of red behind them as he moves. His chain mail rattles and his armour makes a silent yet audible hum as he moves too.
Personality: Unbelievably, he is somewhat refined when it comes to blood. His fourth objective in his life is to taste every creatures blood at least once. Talk about passion. Aside from that he is aggressive and would fight anything that challenges him. There are some exceptions, however. If he sees it as a waste of time he will probably pass.
He tries his best not to pick fights, but he fails miserably half the time. In cities he doesn't have a choice. How else can he buy a Donna Kebab and a beer? In this field of mannerism, the field where he isn't killing everyone, he becomes silent and as patient as he can manage. Otherwise he is prideful and, when fighting a foe, he encourages them to fight harder. He also thanks the worthy foes for the fight and the blood they are forced to sacrifice with complements to their skills and their battle traits.
About his hatred of children... It seems to spawn from old memories of his past life before being usurped and made into a Blood Bishop. The fact that he retains knowledge of his former self points out his reasons for going rouge somewhat. Maybe it isn't hatred after all.
Kingdom: He wanders in search of a fight and lives nowhere. It is highly likely that he was of Erebos.
History: A wandering Blood Bishop. Blood Bishop is the name given to the strongest Erebos soldiers who take command of the smaller, human sized warriors. Usually found to be at the head of raids, these Blood Bishops are said to be mighty beyond compare.
This Blood Bishop, however, seems to wander the country looking for fights to fuel his blood hungry self. He doesn't appear to be aligned to Erebos at all, if anything he is an enemy to them. That too is uncertain, though.
In his life before his Blood Bishop days he had a young daughter... He remembers her when he closes his eyes for too long...
What's more, he has been know to wander into towns during the day to attain sustenance and beverages... Which ones?... Mostly strong beers and Kebabs... Oh wait, which Towns?...
Nickname: Simply goes by the Bishop if need be.
Powers: Insurmountable sheer strength and pain tolerance; to the point of pain ignorance. Blood fueled, draining the blood of the slain. His sword is coiled in blood and can 'inhale' blood to gain power. The more blood inhaled, the stronger the sword and the wielder become. He can live solely off blood, but sometimes eats other foodstuffs. He can consume blood without the sword. The sword acts as a sthingy in most consuming cases.
Equipment: An enormous Sword about five and a half feet long. it's curved and barbed to make the most out of killing and ripping things. It's also covered in dried? blood. He's big and kind of mighty, so he can actually use this sword in one hand, but often uses it with both for proficiency. When he uses the sword in one hand he will definitely make use of his second hand, producing an unholy, blood stained? mace from his back hidden just underneath his tattered cape. He carries numerous pouches which contain reserves of his own blood and other delicacies in case he can't find the sustenance he needs.
Weakness: Insomnia. He can become very slow and weak if he doesn't fuel himself regularly with blood. Copious amounts of sustenance will cover for it if he hasn't anything to slay nearby or if he feels like a good ham, cheese and mustard sandwich. He also lacks the ability to dream, which could be the cause of insomnia for him, and shows frustration when he is confronted with heavy thought required tasks due to his less than average intellect. Certain types of blessed water also burn him, such as blessed water and holy water and blessed holy water and maybe even the holiest of waters; beer. He still drinks beer though. He can't deny a good old refreshing beer that sizzles down his gullet like a mint sweet in a fizzy drink. A truly double edged sword.
He suffers from empathy, apparently. This could be why he isn't among Erebos anymore. Some of the braver or more foolhardy of folks have seen him unmasked. Their description of his face was nothing more than whimpers, but they manage to recall the 8" tall beast re mask himself in humiliation. Shy, maybe? No way.
His biggest weakness is a secret... So I'll inform you on it in case he has beef with you at some unlucky point in your day. Children. They make him uncomfortable and irritated. They are just so small and annoying to him yet he doesn't actually do anything about them. He sits there and tolerates them whilst they ask him why the sun shines and why he always wears his funny hat.
Age: 67 years of age.
Gender: Male.
Race: Humanoid, but clearly too tall and strong to be human. Possibly an undead general of Erebos gone rouge or walkabouts.
Appearance: Enormous. About 8 feet tall. Extremely built. Skin is estimated to be charred underneath his armour. His armour is the darkest of black wrapped in blood stains which swipe across his armour like it were painted on with quick furious strokes. Only his glaring hate red eyes can be seen from under his bell helm. Chains hang like tassels from his armour. Dark blood red cloth homes one shoulder plate and becomes a tarnished cape fastened around both shoulder plates by a chain. His eyes seem to leave a trail of red behind them as he moves. His chain mail rattles and his armour makes a silent yet audible hum as he moves too.
Personality: Unbelievably, he is somewhat refined when it comes to blood. His fourth objective in his life is to taste every creatures blood at least once. Talk about passion. Aside from that he is aggressive and would fight anything that challenges him. There are some exceptions, however. If he sees it as a waste of time he will probably pass.
He tries his best not to pick fights, but he fails miserably half the time. In cities he doesn't have a choice. How else can he buy a Donna Kebab and a beer? In this field of mannerism, the field where he isn't killing everyone, he becomes silent and as patient as he can manage. Otherwise he is prideful and, when fighting a foe, he encourages them to fight harder. He also thanks the worthy foes for the fight and the blood they are forced to sacrifice with complements to their skills and their battle traits.
About his hatred of children... It seems to spawn from old memories of his past life before being usurped and made into a Blood Bishop. The fact that he retains knowledge of his former self points out his reasons for going rouge somewhat. Maybe it isn't hatred after all.
Kingdom: He wanders in search of a fight and lives nowhere. It is highly likely that he was of Erebos.
History: A wandering Blood Bishop. Blood Bishop is the name given to the strongest Erebos soldiers who take command of the smaller, human sized warriors. Usually found to be at the head of raids, these Blood Bishops are said to be mighty beyond compare.
This Blood Bishop, however, seems to wander the country looking for fights to fuel his blood hungry self. He doesn't appear to be aligned to Erebos at all, if anything he is an enemy to them. That too is uncertain, though.
In his life before his Blood Bishop days he had a young daughter... He remembers her when he closes his eyes for too long...
What's more, he has been know to wander into towns during the day to attain sustenance and beverages... Which ones?... Mostly strong beers and Kebabs... Oh wait, which Towns?...
