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04-08-15, 12:51 AM
Name: Michael Laenitheos
Age: N/A stuck inside a self made vessel.
Race: Archangel
Elaboration: (Think of it as a distant cousin of fae and other spirit based/spiritual races, and an archangel to an angel is basically the equivalent of the genetically superior minority of the race AKA ahead in natural selection. The existence of his kind have NOTHING to do with the existence of a singular god)
Hair Color: Vibrant Gold
Eye Color: Golden(Same shade)
Height: 6'0
Weight:180
Occupation : Martial Artist.
Personality : Righteous disposition like that of a paladin, but not in an arrogant way. Simply enjoying doing what is right in life, Michael enjoys feelings of happiness and joy that these things give him and prides himself on being unlike half of the people in the world who are Emo. He also happens to love a fight as much as the next guy.
Appearance: Appears to be 17 years old. Sun-kissed hair and eyes with a masculine face framing a sharp jaw and nose with a symbol under his eye of a few lines that look like a sword stabbing into the earth(or as close as you can get with lines, so basically a line with a curved line through it stabbing into a circle.) He boasts a muscular physique honed from years of training for competitive martial arts. He has skeletal wings with a few tattered feathers attached that are hidden by the loose cloth tunic and sweatpants he wears, all with a leather pale leather trench coat draped over it.
History: Lord Laenitheos was out on a date with his wife in the country side when they spied a falling star from the heavens. He and his wife took this as a good sign of their recent union when they noticed something... The star was getting closer! It crash landed about 100 yards off to the east and they went after it, seeing as they were in a wooded area it took a tiny bit to find the crash site. When they finally did they gasped in surprise! A tiny baby with unnatural gold eyes, pale skin, and white wings was nestled into what looked like a man made cradle of a tree. The tree was different from all the others in the grove in both size and beauty, although. Taking this as a sign from the heavens themselves they took the child to raise as their own, when deciding what to name it the mark on the boys cheek called to them and they had the deep set feeling in their hearts that his name was [I]Michael[I]. Something terrible happened in the first few hours of raising the child although. It looked as if the atmosphere around him was poisoning the child, it wasn't long before the child's wings withered to bones and crumbled to dust, and he lost some of his glowing holy radiance, this continued until he was identical to a normal human if not for his supernatural mark and golden eyes. Concerned at first, their fears were alleviated when the process stopped and raised him as if he were human. At the age of seven he took up the extracurricular of martial arts(mostly hand to hand) and had a training accident with his instructor where he lost his pinky finger. His parents greatly saddened, were astonished to see it grow back over the course of a few weeks and with them grew a pair of skeletal wings that the child quickly learned to hide. As he grew older feathers started to grow on his wings slowly as he almost seemed to come back into his full power, and he began to gain instinctual knowledge as to what he was. His parents Germaine and Elise were to old to bear him any siblings and eventually passed away peacefully of old age. At age 17 with his powers nowhere nearly fully returned a young inexperienced Michael took up his fathers work and began his efforts to improve his families vast fortunes through good business which will require him to travel. His goal in life is to find exactly what he was meant to do on earth.
Skills:
Martial Arts/Hand to Hand combat mastery: Michael has an understanding of even the most finest nuances of fighting with just your body, no weapons, no armour, magic technically counts.
Method of Loci: Pioneered a Mnemonic technique that enable him to have an eidetic memory to the point that he can memorize 117 sequential numbers in under 30 seconds.
Genius Tactical Mind: Taking his genius level IQ from birth and honing his mind through strategy and tacticical exercises, Michael has honed his brain to the point where he is probably a step ahead of you...
Abilities:
"Light" Manipulation: Named light because of what it most appears similar to, Michael can manipulate the well of energy contained within all angels, the picture of purity and the opposite of the most evil darkness in the world, he has the in born ability to control the energy that burns with the holy power of an angel. As he is right now he can hardly control it externally to the point that he can do minor things with it such as shooting a beam equivalent to a minor fireball sent by a beginner at pyromancy. If he has defeated someone to where they are most definitely defeated he can channel this energy into their bodies, that chars them from the inside as light streams out of their eye sockets and mouth, when he does this he bursts their eardrums and burns out their eyes, leaving the corpse seemingly unharmed of all else. Seeing as that can only be done when they are already beaten, it has no use in combat, neither does the ability to cover himself in his holy energy, which basically is useless except as an intimidation tactic. The main characteristic of this energy is that he deals extra damage to darkness and its creatures but he takes more damage in return from those sources, grows weaker when affected by unholy spells locations and withering curses, and in a holding of the darkness his powers can be nullified because he "has no power in these lands." he has no resistance to the light energy of other creatures as it is not HIS energy. These bolts of energy cannot have fuel added to them once they are outside his body, so they only splash against his foes on impact. When he holds somebody in extended skin to skin contact though he can burn them all he pleases for however long he has energy, still only dealing first degree burns which might intensify if they are in his grasp for long periods. His finisher move called "smiting" and his aura are purely for aesthetics. He could just as easily cut their throat(although a dagger wont affect the soul) and the aura does nothing but intimidate.
Regeneration: Being composed of at least partly energy it is impossible for him to be crippled or scarred as his being would like to keep the human husk it created around itself in mint condition. This does not include stopping the process of aging, as the body is meant to eventually give out so the fully recovered celestial being inside can return home as the shell was only constructed to keep the infantile energy from being harmed by the environment. The healing factor doesnt work fast enough to make a difference in combat as it doesnt work fast enough, at least at his level. As it is it takes weeks to regrow a finger and he doesnt necessarily heal FASTER than people, its more like their isnt something he cant heal from. Broken bones would still take like a week to heal and such.
Holy Fire Manipulation: He can force the energy composing him into a white version of magical flame that deals the expected amount of damage to targets, but he is amazingly vulnerable to his own fire, as if he is hurt by it it does exponential amounts of damage to him in comparison, if anything binding him is alit with holy fire then he cannot escape with his magical abilities and his powers are nullified. He can also not cross a threshold of holy flame. This deals second degree burns to his enemies and third degree burns to himself.
Equipment: Nothing but a loose white cloth tunic, black baggy cloth pants and a peach cowhide trench coat.
Also how can I resist having that 3 pound bag of green in my robe?
Age: N/A stuck inside a self made vessel.
Race: Archangel
Elaboration: (Think of it as a distant cousin of fae and other spirit based/spiritual races, and an archangel to an angel is basically the equivalent of the genetically superior minority of the race AKA ahead in natural selection. The existence of his kind have NOTHING to do with the existence of a singular god)
Hair Color: Vibrant Gold
Eye Color: Golden(Same shade)
Height: 6'0
Weight:180
Occupation : Martial Artist.
Personality : Righteous disposition like that of a paladin, but not in an arrogant way. Simply enjoying doing what is right in life, Michael enjoys feelings of happiness and joy that these things give him and prides himself on being unlike half of the people in the world who are Emo. He also happens to love a fight as much as the next guy.
Appearance: Appears to be 17 years old. Sun-kissed hair and eyes with a masculine face framing a sharp jaw and nose with a symbol under his eye of a few lines that look like a sword stabbing into the earth(or as close as you can get with lines, so basically a line with a curved line through it stabbing into a circle.) He boasts a muscular physique honed from years of training for competitive martial arts. He has skeletal wings with a few tattered feathers attached that are hidden by the loose cloth tunic and sweatpants he wears, all with a leather pale leather trench coat draped over it.
History: Lord Laenitheos was out on a date with his wife in the country side when they spied a falling star from the heavens. He and his wife took this as a good sign of their recent union when they noticed something... The star was getting closer! It crash landed about 100 yards off to the east and they went after it, seeing as they were in a wooded area it took a tiny bit to find the crash site. When they finally did they gasped in surprise! A tiny baby with unnatural gold eyes, pale skin, and white wings was nestled into what looked like a man made cradle of a tree. The tree was different from all the others in the grove in both size and beauty, although. Taking this as a sign from the heavens themselves they took the child to raise as their own, when deciding what to name it the mark on the boys cheek called to them and they had the deep set feeling in their hearts that his name was [I]Michael[I]. Something terrible happened in the first few hours of raising the child although. It looked as if the atmosphere around him was poisoning the child, it wasn't long before the child's wings withered to bones and crumbled to dust, and he lost some of his glowing holy radiance, this continued until he was identical to a normal human if not for his supernatural mark and golden eyes. Concerned at first, their fears were alleviated when the process stopped and raised him as if he were human. At the age of seven he took up the extracurricular of martial arts(mostly hand to hand) and had a training accident with his instructor where he lost his pinky finger. His parents greatly saddened, were astonished to see it grow back over the course of a few weeks and with them grew a pair of skeletal wings that the child quickly learned to hide. As he grew older feathers started to grow on his wings slowly as he almost seemed to come back into his full power, and he began to gain instinctual knowledge as to what he was. His parents Germaine and Elise were to old to bear him any siblings and eventually passed away peacefully of old age. At age 17 with his powers nowhere nearly fully returned a young inexperienced Michael took up his fathers work and began his efforts to improve his families vast fortunes through good business which will require him to travel. His goal in life is to find exactly what he was meant to do on earth.
Skills:
Martial Arts/Hand to Hand combat mastery: Michael has an understanding of even the most finest nuances of fighting with just your body, no weapons, no armour, magic technically counts.
Method of Loci: Pioneered a Mnemonic technique that enable him to have an eidetic memory to the point that he can memorize 117 sequential numbers in under 30 seconds.
Genius Tactical Mind: Taking his genius level IQ from birth and honing his mind through strategy and tacticical exercises, Michael has honed his brain to the point where he is probably a step ahead of you...
Abilities:
"Light" Manipulation: Named light because of what it most appears similar to, Michael can manipulate the well of energy contained within all angels, the picture of purity and the opposite of the most evil darkness in the world, he has the in born ability to control the energy that burns with the holy power of an angel. As he is right now he can hardly control it externally to the point that he can do minor things with it such as shooting a beam equivalent to a minor fireball sent by a beginner at pyromancy. If he has defeated someone to where they are most definitely defeated he can channel this energy into their bodies, that chars them from the inside as light streams out of their eye sockets and mouth, when he does this he bursts their eardrums and burns out their eyes, leaving the corpse seemingly unharmed of all else. Seeing as that can only be done when they are already beaten, it has no use in combat, neither does the ability to cover himself in his holy energy, which basically is useless except as an intimidation tactic. The main characteristic of this energy is that he deals extra damage to darkness and its creatures but he takes more damage in return from those sources, grows weaker when affected by unholy spells locations and withering curses, and in a holding of the darkness his powers can be nullified because he "has no power in these lands." he has no resistance to the light energy of other creatures as it is not HIS energy. These bolts of energy cannot have fuel added to them once they are outside his body, so they only splash against his foes on impact. When he holds somebody in extended skin to skin contact though he can burn them all he pleases for however long he has energy, still only dealing first degree burns which might intensify if they are in his grasp for long periods. His finisher move called "smiting" and his aura are purely for aesthetics. He could just as easily cut their throat(although a dagger wont affect the soul) and the aura does nothing but intimidate.
Regeneration: Being composed of at least partly energy it is impossible for him to be crippled or scarred as his being would like to keep the human husk it created around itself in mint condition. This does not include stopping the process of aging, as the body is meant to eventually give out so the fully recovered celestial being inside can return home as the shell was only constructed to keep the infantile energy from being harmed by the environment. The healing factor doesnt work fast enough to make a difference in combat as it doesnt work fast enough, at least at his level. As it is it takes weeks to regrow a finger and he doesnt necessarily heal FASTER than people, its more like their isnt something he cant heal from. Broken bones would still take like a week to heal and such.
Holy Fire Manipulation: He can force the energy composing him into a white version of magical flame that deals the expected amount of damage to targets, but he is amazingly vulnerable to his own fire, as if he is hurt by it it does exponential amounts of damage to him in comparison, if anything binding him is alit with holy fire then he cannot escape with his magical abilities and his powers are nullified. He can also not cross a threshold of holy flame. This deals second degree burns to his enemies and third degree burns to himself.
Equipment: Nothing but a loose white cloth tunic, black baggy cloth pants and a peach cowhide trench coat.
Also how can I resist having that 3 pound bag of green in my robe?