Dimitri Blackwood
12-11-14, 04:08 PM
Name:*Dimitri*Ridlain*Blackwood
Age: 30
Race: Tiefling
Hair Colour: Silvery White
Eye Colour: Ebony Black Without Whites
Height: 6'4
Weight: 200
Occupation: Grifter
Personality: Cold, Hateful, Manipulative, and Seductive.
Appearance:*Dimitri*stands at 6'4 with a lean, chiseled, muscular body, and a tail that is almost as long as he is with a sharp edge to it, making it almost like a blade. His ears are like that of an Elf, and atop his head he carries four horns. His horns are the colour of bone and curve towards the ends. His eyes are black voids.
History: Dimitri was born to Llevalan and Ridlain. Llevalan was his mother and an Elf, Ridlain was his father, a Demon of Lust. His childhood was quite fatherless, as his father had been looking for nothing but a good time and left the moment he realized that Llevalan was pregnant. With a single Elven woman raising a half-demon child...you can imagine just how much stress she was put under. She took to drinking very early on, and was even quite abusive towards Dimitri. Dimitri loved his mother unconditionally despite the abuse.
The clan that his mother belonged to was tolerant of his mother and him living within their little community, but on the even of his seventeenth birthday he found that he was finally growing his more...demonic looks. As he played with his hair in the mirror to try and look nice for a nice little Elven girl that had expressed interest in him, he found four strange bumps. As he put pressure on the side of one of the bumps he was forced to screech out in pain as the point of a horn stabbed through his scalp.
He didn't dare go to his mother and ask her why this was happening, for he knew that she had been drinking again that night and would merely smack him away. So instead of seek out help he simply cleaned up the blood, washed his hair, and made sure that this hair was a bit unruly when it dried so as to hide the point and went out to meet her.
When he had arrived he could have sworn that he had never seen such beauty. Fiery red hair, delicate curved ears, pale, flawless skin, and eyes of the deepest green. He found something shifting inside of him. He had felt a smile come over him, and when she looked at him her eyes had gone wide from shock. His canines had become just a bit to long and feral looking. He could see that her first instinct was to run, but all he had to do was touch her and every thought of running flew out of her mind.
As the night went on she seemed more and more insistent to get his clothes off, and of course he was more than happy to oblige. As the night wore on, however, and more clothing came off and more fire quaked in his belly, he found that the pain in his scalp was increasing, and that he was leaving scratches on the girl that he didn't mean to leave, and there had been a very keen pain in the base of his spine. He did his best to ignore these feelings because there was a naked girl underneath him. The night was just perfect. The full moon was bright in the sky above them, the lake that they were laying by was sparking with starlight and the Mermaids that swam within it were giggling as they watched. Then everything went badly. The second he entered her for the first time everything seemed to explode at once. His scalp was punctured by three other and every one of them went to full length, his fingernails came to sharp points, digging into the poor Elf's skin, and his spine extended into becoming a tail in a very quick manner. He fell back from the woman, leaving her bleeding and cold. With his touch gone she no longer felt the lust for him, all she felt was the fear of a demon.
When she screamed for help Dimitri disappeared into the woods. He hadn't stopped running until he passed out from exhaustion. When he awoke he was not alone. A demon of red skin, large curved horns, and features like Dimitri had been watching over him. Ridlain had returned to his son. The first thing his father had said to him was, "Took you long enough to bed a woman."
After the initial rage induced yelling by Dimitri his father sat him down and spoke to him of what he was, and how he could control his powers and use them to live his life as he was meant to. Slowly Dimitri's innocent mind was taken over by the dark words of his father, and soon there was nothing left of the sweet, innocent Dimitri. All that was left was the half-demon.
Just recently has he been released from his father's hold to wreak havoc on the world. And havoc there will be.
Skills: Lethal Tail, Sword-Play, Persuasion, Intimidation
Lethal Tail: Dimitri has the ability to use his tail as if it were a weapon because of the bladed tip on it.
Sword-Play: Dimitri is skilled with a sword.
Persuasion: Dimitri has a silver tongue and can usually get his way. Though because he can sometimes be quite hot-headed he can also say the entirely wrong thing.
Intimidation: He's half-demon....enough said.
Abilities: Seduction, Animal Charmer, Calcifer
Seduction: Seduction is a heritage trait that nearly goes hand in hand with Persuasion, only this is much stronger and he has the ability to have a chance to seduce a person who doesn't even swing in his direction. Because he is only half-Incubus he is not very strong in this ability and there is a great chance that it will fail.
Animal Charmer: Dimitri has the ability to charm an animal into coming and assisting him in battle, though with how weak this ability is the animal would be just as likely to attack him instead of helping him. Thus he normally uses this ability on animals that are skilled in gathering food so he doesn't have to go hunting for nourishment.
Calcifer: Calcifer is a Fire Elemental with a snarky attitude and a fiery touch. He can control his fire, but if Dimitri is in trouble or if he is angry he tends to leave bad burns. Quite the perfect distraction in battle. Dimitri hopes that one day he will become more powerful so that he might set enemies on fire.
Equipment: An Iron Sword, Tight Black Leather Armor, and a pouch for berries and the such.
Familiars: A Fire Elemental Called Calcifer
Age: 30
Race: Tiefling
Hair Colour: Silvery White
Eye Colour: Ebony Black Without Whites
Height: 6'4
Weight: 200
Occupation: Grifter
Personality: Cold, Hateful, Manipulative, and Seductive.
Appearance:*Dimitri*stands at 6'4 with a lean, chiseled, muscular body, and a tail that is almost as long as he is with a sharp edge to it, making it almost like a blade. His ears are like that of an Elf, and atop his head he carries four horns. His horns are the colour of bone and curve towards the ends. His eyes are black voids.
History: Dimitri was born to Llevalan and Ridlain. Llevalan was his mother and an Elf, Ridlain was his father, a Demon of Lust. His childhood was quite fatherless, as his father had been looking for nothing but a good time and left the moment he realized that Llevalan was pregnant. With a single Elven woman raising a half-demon child...you can imagine just how much stress she was put under. She took to drinking very early on, and was even quite abusive towards Dimitri. Dimitri loved his mother unconditionally despite the abuse.
The clan that his mother belonged to was tolerant of his mother and him living within their little community, but on the even of his seventeenth birthday he found that he was finally growing his more...demonic looks. As he played with his hair in the mirror to try and look nice for a nice little Elven girl that had expressed interest in him, he found four strange bumps. As he put pressure on the side of one of the bumps he was forced to screech out in pain as the point of a horn stabbed through his scalp.
He didn't dare go to his mother and ask her why this was happening, for he knew that she had been drinking again that night and would merely smack him away. So instead of seek out help he simply cleaned up the blood, washed his hair, and made sure that this hair was a bit unruly when it dried so as to hide the point and went out to meet her.
When he had arrived he could have sworn that he had never seen such beauty. Fiery red hair, delicate curved ears, pale, flawless skin, and eyes of the deepest green. He found something shifting inside of him. He had felt a smile come over him, and when she looked at him her eyes had gone wide from shock. His canines had become just a bit to long and feral looking. He could see that her first instinct was to run, but all he had to do was touch her and every thought of running flew out of her mind.
As the night went on she seemed more and more insistent to get his clothes off, and of course he was more than happy to oblige. As the night wore on, however, and more clothing came off and more fire quaked in his belly, he found that the pain in his scalp was increasing, and that he was leaving scratches on the girl that he didn't mean to leave, and there had been a very keen pain in the base of his spine. He did his best to ignore these feelings because there was a naked girl underneath him. The night was just perfect. The full moon was bright in the sky above them, the lake that they were laying by was sparking with starlight and the Mermaids that swam within it were giggling as they watched. Then everything went badly. The second he entered her for the first time everything seemed to explode at once. His scalp was punctured by three other and every one of them went to full length, his fingernails came to sharp points, digging into the poor Elf's skin, and his spine extended into becoming a tail in a very quick manner. He fell back from the woman, leaving her bleeding and cold. With his touch gone she no longer felt the lust for him, all she felt was the fear of a demon.
When she screamed for help Dimitri disappeared into the woods. He hadn't stopped running until he passed out from exhaustion. When he awoke he was not alone. A demon of red skin, large curved horns, and features like Dimitri had been watching over him. Ridlain had returned to his son. The first thing his father had said to him was, "Took you long enough to bed a woman."
After the initial rage induced yelling by Dimitri his father sat him down and spoke to him of what he was, and how he could control his powers and use them to live his life as he was meant to. Slowly Dimitri's innocent mind was taken over by the dark words of his father, and soon there was nothing left of the sweet, innocent Dimitri. All that was left was the half-demon.
Just recently has he been released from his father's hold to wreak havoc on the world. And havoc there will be.
Skills: Lethal Tail, Sword-Play, Persuasion, Intimidation
Lethal Tail: Dimitri has the ability to use his tail as if it were a weapon because of the bladed tip on it.
Sword-Play: Dimitri is skilled with a sword.
Persuasion: Dimitri has a silver tongue and can usually get his way. Though because he can sometimes be quite hot-headed he can also say the entirely wrong thing.
Intimidation: He's half-demon....enough said.
Abilities: Seduction, Animal Charmer, Calcifer
Seduction: Seduction is a heritage trait that nearly goes hand in hand with Persuasion, only this is much stronger and he has the ability to have a chance to seduce a person who doesn't even swing in his direction. Because he is only half-Incubus he is not very strong in this ability and there is a great chance that it will fail.
Animal Charmer: Dimitri has the ability to charm an animal into coming and assisting him in battle, though with how weak this ability is the animal would be just as likely to attack him instead of helping him. Thus he normally uses this ability on animals that are skilled in gathering food so he doesn't have to go hunting for nourishment.
Calcifer: Calcifer is a Fire Elemental with a snarky attitude and a fiery touch. He can control his fire, but if Dimitri is in trouble or if he is angry he tends to leave bad burns. Quite the perfect distraction in battle. Dimitri hopes that one day he will become more powerful so that he might set enemies on fire.
Equipment: An Iron Sword, Tight Black Leather Armor, and a pouch for berries and the such.
Familiars: A Fire Elemental Called Calcifer