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Teivel Morteus

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  1. I'll provide a profile once they are done, but basically at the core they are a firearms user. I'll finish the character tonight, I probably won't get to an introduction to Taen post or a first post in the event itself for a day, two at the most.
  2. I might have a character in the works for this. Add me tentatively to A.
  3. "Glory?" Druilun asked, more to himself then to Rusier. A long moment passed as the infant God played with the concept of glory - Teivel was a Shepherd, an Avatar and a guide to all that he encountered; but glory was something neither Druilun nor Teivel had ever even considered. Glory was massive churches, golden idols, wars in the name of perverted justice at the behest of some unseen God. Druilun spoke deliberately as he replied, hoping to convey his desires fully to Rusier without dampening what seemed to a passion for the cause of the Lost. "Glory is not what I want attached to my name, warrior - glory begets jealousy, and brings the Wolves of Fate to my herd with teeth bared; hoping to taste just a bit of the blood of glory. Make no mistake, I am not a God who wants nothing - in the end divinity is the game of desire. What I want is your passion, and nothing else. Teivel is me and I am him, but I am also Ludovico as he is me - and you will be me, as I am you. For our passions are shared; your dreams are mine and our eternity will be spent together. Warrior Rusier, you do not serve me - you stand with me." Druilun drew back slightly, allowing edges of the Grove to slide into view across the glowing orb of raw energy. "My time is short, but I will offer you something - the same thing I offer all. In your dreams you will join me, I will guide your consciousness to my Grove. I imagine you have much to teach me - should you follow me in passion then you will be a Shepherd of the Lost, my son, my friend, and my mentor as Teivel and Ludovico are." Druilun smiled as spoke, and as quickly as it began the glimpse at the divine ceased. The translucent sapphire orb coiled and turned as it separated into hundreds of thousands of shards, crashing into Teivel's disheveled form in a constant stream. Slow and steady Teivel pressed his hands against the ground, raising to his knees unsteady and visibly weak as his undead body fought against the pure holy energy radiating out of his form in the final throws of channeling. The small flames that were Teivel's eyes remained like glass for a time, distant and empty as he recovered. Rising on unsteady legs Teivel braced himself against a nearby tree, his entire body visibly shaking. Teivel did not speak as he turned his gaze to Rusier, hoping to gauge the warriors reaction to what he had witnessed. Teivel had watched from the Grove as Druilun spoke to him - but often the sheer presence of divinity caused such reaction, and once the awe faded the mind would return to a more stable state. Teivel believed Rusier belonged with The Lost, but Rusier had to believe the same if he were to become a Shepherd.
  4. I'm going to be posting late tonight, character is finished just haven't edited the profile yet. Figure at post around 4 or 5 am EST.
  5. I'll  be getting an initial introduction for the Bi'le'ah thread up tomorrow afternoon. Kira Kuhio has company over for a few days (IRL roommate) so that should give you ample time to finalize your character and get a response together too. 


    Glad to have you on board!

    1. Fae


      Kirakushi. Because auto correct  is lovely

  6. Ooooh, a Discord server.
  7. Teivel rose from his seated position, walking toward the center of camp and standing just outside the dancing embers of the fire. The harsh blue of the dancing flames that were his eyes sputtered, their luster fading into the darkness of the depths of his skull - the dancing cast of light that the camp fire played throwing deep shadows around the crowned visage of the undead. With a deliberate pace, slow and calm the sounds of the world around the camp faded - as if the very air around them sat in silent reverence to the gaze Teivel beckoned upon them. Energy cascaded in waves off the skeletal undead, deep sapphire the energy radiated from his interior outward, as if his very soul was escaping his body in the form of coiling torrents of luminescent blue. Joining with the flame the light of Teivel's very soul mixed beautifully, tinting the scene a brilliant sapphire - and as it seemed the air would become too thick to breath the energy began to coalesce. The flames roared with life as the sapphire energy formed a brilliant orb, no larger then a human head yet radiating an energy that made it appear far larger. Should one manage to tear their gaze from the glowing orb to the still form of Teivel they would find it lifeless, standing but with neck slack unable to support the weight of the skull and seeming to be held up only by some unseen force - as lifeless as any corpse. All at once the sound and color returned to the camp, crashing together in a cacophony of sounds and sensory input so grand as if time was struggling to catch up to the present. It was at that moment that the blue orb began clear as crystal before an image burned itself into the glass like surface - a Grove of brilliant greens and browns, with a lake so pure and clear it seemed as if one could walk upon it and not fall through. Lounging, massive and four armed was a shape unlike any in the multiverse - an upper body like that of men with a pair too many arms tapered into the shape of a massive serpent, so large the end seemed as if it did not exist, trailing into the dense forest beyond the grove in infinite. The massive creature turned toward the watcher, as if it sensed it was being viewed. It pulled itself closer, moving like a combination of spider and snake yet with a grace unlike either - and as its head came into focus one saw nothing it all. Its 'face' was blank, the gray skin that made up its form like a flat slate where his features were meant to be - yet it left no doubt it gazed deep into the reality of Valucre. A long silence drew before it spoke, the area where its mouth was meant to be suddenly tearing horribly open to create a mouth with which to speak - jagged and misshapen, as was its very form - incomplete. "Mhmmmm." Its voice rumbled through the orb, shaking the ground with a soft rumble which sent Teivel's lifeless form crashing in a heap to the ground below. "So my friend casts another to gaze upon me." Druilun voice was indescribable, a mix of every accent, of every tone and gender. The very energy of his voice caused the orb that was Teivel's soul to sputter and fray at the edges, and any who gazed directly at the fraying would find their grip on the material and reality slipping fast as the sheer magnitude of forcing the divine to view the material became clear. "I watch my Shepherd often, yet never more then when he first encountered you. Never has my closet friend ever called upon such power from me, raw and shapeless - I feared he would destroy himself." The God paused, turning his gaze briefly to something out of frame - soon the orb shifted, showing a cloaked apparition of pure white, holding a sword of the purest white. It too spoke yet its voice was undeniably familiar; for it was Teivel's own, only fuller - as if flesh allowed it resonate once more. "This is Druilun, God of the Lost - the Unfinished." Teivel said with conviction, and once more the gaze of the orb turned to Druilun. "Speak, warrior of these lands - any question you have I will answer, but know our time is short. Teivel's soul is the brightest I have ever witnessed, but in the end it is a mortal soul - it cannot conduct divinity in infinite and without cost. So you may ask anything, but only one thing." Druilun spoke with an undeniable pride as he boasted of Teivel's soul, yet underneath the pride was a soft pain at the idea of forcing such a burden on the soul of his dearest friend. For no matter how divine touched Teivel was, each dip into such an endless font of power damaged his attachment to the dead bones that were his body - for the undead could not harness divine energy without consequence and each time these consequences would not be known until his soul returned once more to its form. Yet if Teivel had any fear that this channeling would be his last, he did not show it - for a true believer did not fear his soul returning to the The Grove.
  8. I will be using this character - still very early preliminary stages but the rough concept of her can be gathered from the art alone.
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  11. 🅐🅣🅣🅡🅘🅑🅤🅣🅔🅢XXXXXX▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNAME - Anabolikos xxxxxxxxxxxxxALIAS - Ana XXXXXXXXAGE - 18 XXXXXXXRACE - ??? AFFILIATION - None XXXXXHEIGHT - 5'8" XXXXXWEIGHT - 260lbs XXEYEXCOLOR - Yellow XHAIRXCOLOR - Red top layer, dark brown under layer xxxXSKIN COLOR- Dark tan xxxxxALIGNMENT- Chaotic Neutral xxxREPUTATION- None XXXXxxLOCATION- Biazo Isle, Terrenus 🅟🅔🅡🅢🅞🅝🅐🅛🅘🅣🅨XXXXXX▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ATTITUDE - Shy, Self-Conscious, Straight Forward, Earnest LIKES - Working out, wrestling, cute things (clothes, animals, children, etc), compliments DISLIKES - Her build, romantic advances, killing, bugs. HOPES - To find a purpose in her life. FEARS - Dying before learning about herself and what she can achieve. VOICE - Cute, soft. [Voice Actress: Mikako Komatsu (As playing Yume - Grimgar) Clip: Example] 🅑🅘🅞🅖🅡🅐🅟🅗🅨XXXXXX▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ---------
  12. I'll get a character ASAP, just gotta finish this post and I'll start working.
  13. I'm interested. I don't have a character finished for it yet, but I will before it starts!
  14. At the mention of his crown like growth Teivel removed his hand from them, somewhat self conscious of his nervous tick and the attention likely drawn to it. Nodding slow Teivel seemed briefly lost in thought, as if searching for a way to properly respond. "This crown of bone has always been with me - fate cast them upon me, and every twist and turn my life took before Druilun was due to them. I was a race known as 'tiefling' in life and I would be lying if I said this moment would exist without the allure these horns showed. I hope they do not cause you pause, but I understand if they would - a crown of bone is not the visage of the righteous." Teivel spoke slow, the memories of his past life a tough pill to swallow despite their seeming distance from his undeath. Running his thin hands over the front of his tattered white robe Teivel calmed his emotions slow, doing his best to hide his discomfort in his expressionless face. "Druilun would enjoy speaking to you, I imagine friend. Those who have seen him are like me in many ways, more sage then warrior - lacking the blunt nature or strong arm. A refreshing change of pace without doubt, but also perhaps enlightening - as it has been for me. You are both different from me in ability but even in culture, it has been truly enjoyable for these brief moments of conversation. You call yourself thick of skull, your hands rude - but you sell yourself short. You are cautious and inquisitive, those who were thick of skull and rude of hand tend to refuse even when evidence faces them. You saw I was not what you believed and you opened your mind, so perhaps your skull is not as thick as you believe?" Teivel's voice upturned as he spoke, once more returning to his friendly, jovial nature - yet as before his hand once more turned to the crown upon his head, tracing it slow with poorly shrouded anxiety. [OOC: Not my best work, but i'm sure i'll get back into the swing of things soon.]
  15. I would say Teivel is likely a Sage. I personally tend to gravitate toward regulars and rebels as my character types that aren't Teivel.