Prophet
07-12-13, 10:53 PM
Letho. No offense, but can you not go insta approve. I had a dragon to add. Have you ever seen a respectable person without his faithful companion?
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Prophet Xaxan
Name-Xaxan
Age-15981
Race-Eredar
Occupation-Prophet and Magus
Height-7' 1"
Weight-200 Lbs
Skin-Blood Red
Hair-Jet Black
Eyes-Fire- Usually wears glasses with reflective lenses to hide them.
History
"Much of Xaxan's history is unknown. He is a powerful magician. He was born inn the nether. But his true history is an ancient font of magical power, he was trapped there by a demon named Sau'Xhan-Tu. It is located slightly off the coast of Radasanth in a tomb the size of a normal town hall. He now has been freed. "
The bard finished his story with a wave of gusto. He had been working on that story for many weeks. He produced a staff and twirled it with a flare of fire at the tip, and he disappeared in a blink.
Xaxan sat on his bed in the old tomb, his scepter locked in stone, his spear bound in bone. Neither of them would help him do to that old man who bound him to this place. He walked around the Sunwell, the pool of golden sand that was the font of his power. Were that to be destroyed, he would dissolve into a pile of very powerful, dust.
His eyes glowed with fire as he put on his lenses and looked at the ceiling. Made of mythril his tomb. And prison could not be harmed by his magic. He was stuck here until he could kill that demon. For now he just waited, even his dragon, Stormfire couldn't avoid the calling. He was stuck. Until dawn broke again he only had a dragon that was only interested in chasing shadows and a bound fire elemental that wanted to punch him. Great company? No. The company he likes? Yes.
Abilities
Bound (Not an ability really, forced at dusk) Every night at dusk, Xaxan is forced into his tomb by magic. This cannot be accomplished if he is in battle. If he resists it it causes hi great pain and he is then knocked unconscious and transported to his tomb
Bonecrafting- Every thread, five times, this power allows him to conjure various things out of bone, anything above the weights of 15 pounds is beyond his limits, and if he tries he tends to pass out. If he wishes he can liquefy the bone and then solidify it around the head of his staff making it a mace.
Firestorm-With a wave of his staff and a word of command, the fire elemental bound in the crystal can feed Xaxan enough Sun Energy to power up a firestorm, this can last for up to two minutes and can be extinguished with a simple water spell. All contact causes mild burns. This is only able to be used once or twice a thread.
Prophet's Sight-Once per thread, Xaxan can look into the timeways and see the next move of his opponent. THis can fail if he does not have enough power, and it could be wrong due to shifting time-ways
(If i can get permission for this) Human form-He is able to shift freely between his form as an Eredar and his form as a human. His other abilities stay the same, his height weight nor other features do not change.
Belongings
Two leather coats
A backpack of supplies that include
Journal
Spare crystal for his staff
Meat
Bread
A cooking Pot
A book bound in leather, with a single rune on it, that spells "Black Book"
Two hats, one brown and one black.
His staff
A pen made out of a hollow bone
Two metal tubes of ink for his pen
Appearance-He is in his real form, around seven feet tall with blood red skin, and four tentacles that are about three inches long, flowing from his chin. His hair is shaped into dreadlocks and ends just above his shoulders.His eyes, upon first glance look like a shade of orange. But upon inspection, you can see that they are made of fire and the wisps of spoke drift from him, staining his temples a dark shade of grey . When he is in Eredar form he has hooves to replace his feet and loses the ability to talk in common trade speak.
Personality-Xaxan is not the man who you want to go up and offer a gift. He would incinerate you. He would rather stand and mope around in his tomb. Looking at his scepter as it hovers in a stone next to his spear. For now he will bear you, but if you tire him, he will simply kill you.
Firmiliar
Name-Stormfire
Age-4 months
Race-Dragon
Height-2ft on all four legs 3' 7" on hind legs.
Stormfire is a small dragon that Xaxan got in his forays in his youth. He just hatched after The Prophet awakened. His wings are grey with electric blue jagged lines running through them. His head is quite jagged, with points and hooks on it. His back has small spikes that course with storm. He can, and will not do damage. He lacks any ability except the regular flight. He accompanies his master wherever he goes. His diet includes-Mice,rats, apples, meat of all kinds.
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Prophet Xaxan
Name-Xaxan
Age-15981
Race-Eredar
Occupation-Prophet and Magus
Height-7' 1"
Weight-200 Lbs
Skin-Blood Red
Hair-Jet Black
Eyes-Fire- Usually wears glasses with reflective lenses to hide them.
History
"Much of Xaxan's history is unknown. He is a powerful magician. He was born inn the nether. But his true history is an ancient font of magical power, he was trapped there by a demon named Sau'Xhan-Tu. It is located slightly off the coast of Radasanth in a tomb the size of a normal town hall. He now has been freed. "
The bard finished his story with a wave of gusto. He had been working on that story for many weeks. He produced a staff and twirled it with a flare of fire at the tip, and he disappeared in a blink.
Xaxan sat on his bed in the old tomb, his scepter locked in stone, his spear bound in bone. Neither of them would help him do to that old man who bound him to this place. He walked around the Sunwell, the pool of golden sand that was the font of his power. Were that to be destroyed, he would dissolve into a pile of very powerful, dust.
His eyes glowed with fire as he put on his lenses and looked at the ceiling. Made of mythril his tomb. And prison could not be harmed by his magic. He was stuck here until he could kill that demon. For now he just waited, even his dragon, Stormfire couldn't avoid the calling. He was stuck. Until dawn broke again he only had a dragon that was only interested in chasing shadows and a bound fire elemental that wanted to punch him. Great company? No. The company he likes? Yes.
Abilities
Bound (Not an ability really, forced at dusk) Every night at dusk, Xaxan is forced into his tomb by magic. This cannot be accomplished if he is in battle. If he resists it it causes hi great pain and he is then knocked unconscious and transported to his tomb
Bonecrafting- Every thread, five times, this power allows him to conjure various things out of bone, anything above the weights of 15 pounds is beyond his limits, and if he tries he tends to pass out. If he wishes he can liquefy the bone and then solidify it around the head of his staff making it a mace.
Firestorm-With a wave of his staff and a word of command, the fire elemental bound in the crystal can feed Xaxan enough Sun Energy to power up a firestorm, this can last for up to two minutes and can be extinguished with a simple water spell. All contact causes mild burns. This is only able to be used once or twice a thread.
Prophet's Sight-Once per thread, Xaxan can look into the timeways and see the next move of his opponent. THis can fail if he does not have enough power, and it could be wrong due to shifting time-ways
(If i can get permission for this) Human form-He is able to shift freely between his form as an Eredar and his form as a human. His other abilities stay the same, his height weight nor other features do not change.
Belongings
Two leather coats
A backpack of supplies that include
Journal
Spare crystal for his staff
Meat
Bread
A cooking Pot
A book bound in leather, with a single rune on it, that spells "Black Book"
Two hats, one brown and one black.
His staff
A pen made out of a hollow bone
Two metal tubes of ink for his pen
Appearance-He is in his real form, around seven feet tall with blood red skin, and four tentacles that are about three inches long, flowing from his chin. His hair is shaped into dreadlocks and ends just above his shoulders.His eyes, upon first glance look like a shade of orange. But upon inspection, you can see that they are made of fire and the wisps of spoke drift from him, staining his temples a dark shade of grey . When he is in Eredar form he has hooves to replace his feet and loses the ability to talk in common trade speak.
Personality-Xaxan is not the man who you want to go up and offer a gift. He would incinerate you. He would rather stand and mope around in his tomb. Looking at his scepter as it hovers in a stone next to his spear. For now he will bear you, but if you tire him, he will simply kill you.
Firmiliar
Name-Stormfire
Age-4 months
Race-Dragon
Height-2ft on all four legs 3' 7" on hind legs.
Stormfire is a small dragon that Xaxan got in his forays in his youth. He just hatched after The Prophet awakened. His wings are grey with electric blue jagged lines running through them. His head is quite jagged, with points and hooks on it. His back has small spikes that course with storm. He can, and will not do damage. He lacks any ability except the regular flight. He accompanies his master wherever he goes. His diet includes-Mice,rats, apples, meat of all kinds.