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08-09-07, 09:25 PM
Name: Poseidon Eli Aegean
Age: 23
Race: Aegean (Half triton half human, explained below)
Hair Color: Metallic Gray
Eye Color: Grayish Blue
Height: 6”1’
Weight: 170 pounds
*Occupation: unknown
*Personality: Poseidon is mostly serious; he takes a long time to befriend a person, specially a Human. Although after a wile he can consider anyone as a friend (though he mostly will never show it), He is very curious and clever but sometimes a little bit paranoid. He feels no pity for his enemies, and he is sure of his abilities, thus sometimes he can be arrogant. He is mostly peaceful and avoids all dangerous confrontation if possible since his sins from the past still hunt him, but if necessary, he will not hesitate to attack.
Appearance: Poseidon has an imposing status, he is a tall young man, his hair is almost silver colored, straight, and up to right above his shoulders, his eye color varies from Gray to blue depending on the temperature. he wars a really old chest Greek-like metallic blue armor, black cloth pants and worn out brown leather boots. He also wears a long gray cape with a hood that he only uses to cover his face in sunny days. He is more than slightly muscular, a little more than thin, and tall. He has a mark in his back resembling that of a three arrowed star connected by a circle on the middle of the arrow.
History: A young man appeared floating in the sea near a fishing town in the Salvar region; he was unconscious and had various injuries. he was brought to the house of one of the anglers where he was taken care off while he awakens. Seeing how his situation did not improved, they summoned the healer who was also the priest of the village. After examining the man, he discovered that he had been possibly involved in a fight with one of the deep-sea creatures that had left him incredibly ill. And as he turned him around he discovered the mark on his back. Horrified he ordered to send him to the temple and tie him down to ceremonial table.
For two days he preformed and each day it passed a circle surrounded the Three-sided slim star on his back faded in. However, when he was closing in finishing the prayer that would accomplish the priest’s wishes, the man awakened, and his face was filled with wrath by seeing in the position these humans had put him in. Like a wild beast, he tried to liberate himself from the iron chains that pinned him down to the big, cold, stone table. The man in the Temple panicked by witnessing the great power that was taking over him, light started pouring out of his eyes, he started screaming in a strange ancient tongue. But the priest stayed steady, he kept praying only hoping that the chains would hold long enough for him to finish the lengthy prayer. Nevertheless, it was too late; the chains had failed their purpose. The men inside the temple evacuated fearing for their lives, But the priest stayed put, seeing how the man destroyed the great table with his bare hands. The man had been overtaken by wrath and clouded his mind. Te temple was filled with weapons and it wasn’t difficult for the mad to grab a sword and stick it into the old priest. The Priest was bleeding and he could feel the cold of death in his neck, but with his last breath he began to finish the prayer as his killer ran to the Sea, he will not allow the Demigod to hurt any of his people, even if it meant to fight death to the last second.
The man ran into the sea as the whole village was submerged in pandemonium in fear of the powerful creature. He entered the sea in a dive, and in that moment people saw his legs fuse and become scaled into a long fish-like tail, and they saw him disappear in the sea. The people ran to the priest’s aid, in his pain he was still residing his prayer. Then A mighty earthquake struck taking the temple to its foundations, there was only chaos, people screamed, children scattered and houses tumbled. Then the sky turned gray, Lighting and thunder fell from the sky with a great roar, and the winds staved their skin like cold knives. And in the horizon they saw a great Wave approaching their shores, the people had now realized that they had been dealing with a demigod. The man was riding the wave like a chariot, the survivors ran for shelter, and as he approached the shore, he heard people, grown men and women and children scream “it’s Poseidon the earth shaker” “the king of the sea has come, Poseidon is our doom”. They repeated the name of a sea god, which they had heard of in many stories, he who sank cities and shook the earth, was the only way they had to refer to him, only as Poseidon, the god of the Sea. The man did not recognize their dialect. All he cared about was to get rid of this mortal scoria. Then he felt as if someone had stabbed him in the back with a sharp object. The Priest had finally finished his prayer, and with this done, he gave himself up to the grim death. The man fell from the heights of the wave into the sea, and wave lost its structure and started to collapse, but it was to late, the wave had already arrived, it collapsed into the poor humans witnessing below, and they where drowned to death.
He felt cold in his face. he rose from the sand and saw the sun dying in the horizon, cold waves started hitting him. He was in a place he did no recognize, and his back was burning with pain. There where images in his mind, images of horrified faces, people of all ages he did not recognize. Some calling out “Poseidon” “Poseidon” wile their cold eyes saw him with fear. He rose his eyes and saw destruction, wood and rubble floating in an inundated plain. He has scared, had he done this, had he killed people? He stood up, his legs had scales, he was horrified, ho was he? Why has he there? All questions he had no answers to. He sat in the ocean line alone between the rubble thinking until night came and the moon came.
The moon, something that seemed so familiar and comforting to look at, the moon would help him to recover some of his memory, frame by frame he remembered awakening in a table where panic took over him and he started struggling, he though they where hurting him, he though there where a threat. In addition, he could hear a gruesome song over and over in his head, and the image of an old man standing by his side that had somehow make him angry. He remembered that he knew that he needed to kill that man, but why was not clear to him. he realized he had killed people. He know that he was not like them, he knew that his hands where stained by blood. He walked to the center of the flooded plain, where he droped to the ground and looked to the moon, trying to remember more of who and what he was, but the answers never came “is my name Poseidon?” His back was still hurting and the scales in his legs had gone away, he fell asleep in the cold mud, only the moon to look after him.
*skills:
Poseidon’s powers as a demigod have been sealed away. Only with training he could learn five basic skills:
*He can create up to a meter cubed of ice per day, which he can shape to his disposition or manipulate.
*He can create a spherical barrier which can protect him almost from anything, but its just last 30 Seconds. (Fights; One battle round)
*He can transform into a triton, which allows him to swim underwater at fast speeds and stop being dependant on oxygen, but he can’t use this skill for more than 10 minutes.
*He can create up to a meter cubed of water per day, which he can shape to his disposition or manipulate.
*Finally he is moderate at the art of archery.
Equipment:
*Bowmade of oak with catgut string and 20 arrows, oak with steel tips and goose fletching.
*Quiver with and 20 arrows, oak with steel tips and goose fletching.
*Chest Armor, made of steel (chest plate)
Age: 23
Race: Aegean (Half triton half human, explained below)
Hair Color: Metallic Gray
Eye Color: Grayish Blue
Height: 6”1’
Weight: 170 pounds
*Occupation: unknown
*Personality: Poseidon is mostly serious; he takes a long time to befriend a person, specially a Human. Although after a wile he can consider anyone as a friend (though he mostly will never show it), He is very curious and clever but sometimes a little bit paranoid. He feels no pity for his enemies, and he is sure of his abilities, thus sometimes he can be arrogant. He is mostly peaceful and avoids all dangerous confrontation if possible since his sins from the past still hunt him, but if necessary, he will not hesitate to attack.
Appearance: Poseidon has an imposing status, he is a tall young man, his hair is almost silver colored, straight, and up to right above his shoulders, his eye color varies from Gray to blue depending on the temperature. he wars a really old chest Greek-like metallic blue armor, black cloth pants and worn out brown leather boots. He also wears a long gray cape with a hood that he only uses to cover his face in sunny days. He is more than slightly muscular, a little more than thin, and tall. He has a mark in his back resembling that of a three arrowed star connected by a circle on the middle of the arrow.
History: A young man appeared floating in the sea near a fishing town in the Salvar region; he was unconscious and had various injuries. he was brought to the house of one of the anglers where he was taken care off while he awakens. Seeing how his situation did not improved, they summoned the healer who was also the priest of the village. After examining the man, he discovered that he had been possibly involved in a fight with one of the deep-sea creatures that had left him incredibly ill. And as he turned him around he discovered the mark on his back. Horrified he ordered to send him to the temple and tie him down to ceremonial table.
For two days he preformed and each day it passed a circle surrounded the Three-sided slim star on his back faded in. However, when he was closing in finishing the prayer that would accomplish the priest’s wishes, the man awakened, and his face was filled with wrath by seeing in the position these humans had put him in. Like a wild beast, he tried to liberate himself from the iron chains that pinned him down to the big, cold, stone table. The man in the Temple panicked by witnessing the great power that was taking over him, light started pouring out of his eyes, he started screaming in a strange ancient tongue. But the priest stayed steady, he kept praying only hoping that the chains would hold long enough for him to finish the lengthy prayer. Nevertheless, it was too late; the chains had failed their purpose. The men inside the temple evacuated fearing for their lives, But the priest stayed put, seeing how the man destroyed the great table with his bare hands. The man had been overtaken by wrath and clouded his mind. Te temple was filled with weapons and it wasn’t difficult for the mad to grab a sword and stick it into the old priest. The Priest was bleeding and he could feel the cold of death in his neck, but with his last breath he began to finish the prayer as his killer ran to the Sea, he will not allow the Demigod to hurt any of his people, even if it meant to fight death to the last second.
The man ran into the sea as the whole village was submerged in pandemonium in fear of the powerful creature. He entered the sea in a dive, and in that moment people saw his legs fuse and become scaled into a long fish-like tail, and they saw him disappear in the sea. The people ran to the priest’s aid, in his pain he was still residing his prayer. Then A mighty earthquake struck taking the temple to its foundations, there was only chaos, people screamed, children scattered and houses tumbled. Then the sky turned gray, Lighting and thunder fell from the sky with a great roar, and the winds staved their skin like cold knives. And in the horizon they saw a great Wave approaching their shores, the people had now realized that they had been dealing with a demigod. The man was riding the wave like a chariot, the survivors ran for shelter, and as he approached the shore, he heard people, grown men and women and children scream “it’s Poseidon the earth shaker” “the king of the sea has come, Poseidon is our doom”. They repeated the name of a sea god, which they had heard of in many stories, he who sank cities and shook the earth, was the only way they had to refer to him, only as Poseidon, the god of the Sea. The man did not recognize their dialect. All he cared about was to get rid of this mortal scoria. Then he felt as if someone had stabbed him in the back with a sharp object. The Priest had finally finished his prayer, and with this done, he gave himself up to the grim death. The man fell from the heights of the wave into the sea, and wave lost its structure and started to collapse, but it was to late, the wave had already arrived, it collapsed into the poor humans witnessing below, and they where drowned to death.
He felt cold in his face. he rose from the sand and saw the sun dying in the horizon, cold waves started hitting him. He was in a place he did no recognize, and his back was burning with pain. There where images in his mind, images of horrified faces, people of all ages he did not recognize. Some calling out “Poseidon” “Poseidon” wile their cold eyes saw him with fear. He rose his eyes and saw destruction, wood and rubble floating in an inundated plain. He has scared, had he done this, had he killed people? He stood up, his legs had scales, he was horrified, ho was he? Why has he there? All questions he had no answers to. He sat in the ocean line alone between the rubble thinking until night came and the moon came.
The moon, something that seemed so familiar and comforting to look at, the moon would help him to recover some of his memory, frame by frame he remembered awakening in a table where panic took over him and he started struggling, he though they where hurting him, he though there where a threat. In addition, he could hear a gruesome song over and over in his head, and the image of an old man standing by his side that had somehow make him angry. He remembered that he knew that he needed to kill that man, but why was not clear to him. he realized he had killed people. He know that he was not like them, he knew that his hands where stained by blood. He walked to the center of the flooded plain, where he droped to the ground and looked to the moon, trying to remember more of who and what he was, but the answers never came “is my name Poseidon?” His back was still hurting and the scales in his legs had gone away, he fell asleep in the cold mud, only the moon to look after him.
*skills:
Poseidon’s powers as a demigod have been sealed away. Only with training he could learn five basic skills:
*He can create up to a meter cubed of ice per day, which he can shape to his disposition or manipulate.
*He can create a spherical barrier which can protect him almost from anything, but its just last 30 Seconds. (Fights; One battle round)
*He can transform into a triton, which allows him to swim underwater at fast speeds and stop being dependant on oxygen, but he can’t use this skill for more than 10 minutes.
*He can create up to a meter cubed of water per day, which he can shape to his disposition or manipulate.
*Finally he is moderate at the art of archery.
Equipment:
*Bowmade of oak with catgut string and 20 arrows, oak with steel tips and goose fletching.
*Quiver with and 20 arrows, oak with steel tips and goose fletching.
*Chest Armor, made of steel (chest plate)