MageBlade
10-15-07, 01:47 PM
Do you think you have what it takes? What it takes to be the best?
Name: Rewiun Zezzt'Sepria
Age: 238
Race: Fallen Elven Demigod
Nationality: Raiaeran
Gender: Male
Known Languages: Drow, Elven, Tradespeak
Eye Color, Hair Color/Style: Rewiun's eyes glow a fierce white with godly energy, and his hair is as black as coal, moderate length, straight and smooth as silk. Two long bangs hang down from either side of his head, going down to his cheeks.
Height and Weight: The demigod stands fairly tall at 5 foot, 4 inches, and weighs about 150lbs. give or take.
Status: Currently Rewiun walks Althanas as a mortal, stripped of his god powers. He has no real job to tell.
Personality: A very cold, self-centered and power-hungry man. Rewiun thinks that he can do whatever he wants to benefit himself, whatever the cost. He is merciless and ruthless, but still a very calculative fighter. He is a natural-born leader, and as thus he strives to become leader in any group. His will is like iron, and he is known to persevere towards any goal.
Rewiun isn't afraid to say whatever he wants, and a lot of the time he likes to point out the faults of others. He also has an unquenchable thirst for battle, and usually does anything to provoke a scuffle. General Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Appearance: Rewiun is an extremely elegant and handsome elf, despite the evil look he usually keeps in his white eyes, a lot of women shake at the knee when they lay their eyes upon him. That is, of course, if they can get past his godly visage, which he still retains after becoming Fallen. Rewiun's skin is silky smooth and has a slight gold tint to its otherwise creamy color.
Elven heritage has made his facial features elegant and hawk-like, thin slits for eyes, a slightly pointed and thin nose, smallish lips and long, pointed ears. For clothing the fallen demigod wears a shiny and smooth, obsidian black silk tunic, with long sleeves that reach down to his wrists. But over the top he wears his chestplate, as black as jet, armless, with two half foot long, ominous spikes jut out from each shoulder. On his hands he wears matching black metal gauntlets that reach up his wrists covering up the ends of his tunic sleeves. They're simple in design.
For legwear Rewiun wears a pair of loose fitting, dark brown colored cloth pants with a black leather belt strapped around his waist to tighten them. They reach down to his feet and are tucked into his high reaching and thin black metal boots. The only skin that the fallen demigod shows is that of his face.
On his back he dons a long and hoodless dark blood red cape, that reaches just to his ankles. He doesn't usually wear this, only when traveling through towns and stuff.
Equipment
Armor: Rewiun currently wears his black iron chestplate, iron gauntlets and iron knee-high boots.
Trinfalmesca: (unsellable) Trinfalmesca is Rewiun's longsword, and he is eternally bonded with the weapon which gives him some special abilities (read below). The sword is forged from a special metal called Esca, which grows in strength as Rewiun does. The silver blade is long and thin, about 34 inches long, and has a glowing red indentation on both broad sides of the blade. The wrist guard is a dark gray/black color and sort of resembles a pair of demon wings, with a red gem encrusted into the center (worthless). The hilt is fairly long and at the bottom of it is a glowing stone cut to look like a closed set of pincers. Current Metal Equivalent: Steel
Abilities/Attributes
Melee
Swashbuckling: Rewiun's sword style is one of charm and grace, as stylish as it is effective. He has a good handle on Trinfalmesca and can handle it either left handed, right handed, or maybe even two handed if the situation requires pure strength. Skill Level: Average
Brawling: When this fallen demigod feels as if he doesn't need to use his sword, or if he can't, he does has some hand-to-hand fighting skills to fall back on. His metal gauntlets are able to do a fair amount of damage if utilized right. Skill Level: Beginner (below average)
Magery
Sword Magic: Rewiun practices a special type of magic that allows him to cast spells through his blade. The following spells can only be cast through the use of Trinfalmesca, and not any other blade. He also can't cast spells without the sword in his hands, thus is the downfall of Sword Magic. Also he can only cast spells so many times before he begins to feel exhausted. OOC Note: I don't feel the need to assign numbers to how many times he can cast his spells. But not to worry, mods, I will not powergame this.
Fireblade: Rewiun casts this spell by running two of his fingers along the edge of Trinfalmesca. Upon completion, the whole of the blade bursts into blue flames for a couple minutes. The potency of Fireblade increases with level. Current Effect: Causes very mild burns.
Lores
Herblore: Rewiun has a basic knowledge of common plants and herbs.
Attributes/Special Abilities
Attributes Compared to an average man.
Strength: 1.2x
Speed: 1.3x
The Senses: 1.5x
Special Abilities
Negative Space: While as a demigod, Rewiun never had to carry any of his possessions. he was able to store an endless amount of items into a special space that he could simply reach to out of thin air on a whim. Though, now that he is Fallen, he can barely do this. He can still place things into Negative Space, but nothing much. Currently he can only place in Trinfalmesca, and maybe if he's lucky a couple of other small items. If, in any case, Rewiun’s Negative Space is full, if he tries to thrust an item into it nothing will happen, it'll just look like he is randomly thrusting an object in the air.
Levitate: This is Rewiun's innate ability to render his body virtually weightless and float up to unreachable heights. This ability is currently locked.
History
~Prologue~
"You dare defy the gods themselves, Rewiun!?" Roared Galatiriel, the Father of the Sky. Standing tall on a non-existent dais in front of a floating throne. Before him stood Rewiun, the DemiGod, standing in mid air in the middle of the never-ending white chamber that made up the heavens. The other Raiaeran gods circled around the enraged Zezzt'Sepria, Trinfalmesca blaring with flame in his hands. Rewiun's fiery white eyes glared with hate.
"If the fickle gods of Althanas fail to see my true strength, then why not show them!" The elven demigod screamed, thrusting the tip of his blade forward and sending out a wide burst of pure black energy.
"Ahaha, yes. Come, seal your own fate!" Galatiriel screamed.
Rewiun watched with a wicked grin on his face while he saw the back end of his magic sail towards the god. An instant later he watched surprised at the magical energy started to sail back towards him.
Blackness...
Rewiun awoke abruptly, sitting straight up. The sound of panicked and uneven breathing took the place of the sound of his roaring spell, his white eyes wide. An unbearable pain lingered in the back of his head, along with the words:
"Forsaken, exiled, banished from the heavens. Cursed as a mortal, until death takes its toll..."
"Ugh..." The fallen demigod brought a hand up to hold his throbbing head, "Exiled? Mortal?" He looked around, at the various red hues created from the shining sun above as its rays broke through the plentiful red canopies of the Red Forest. His other hand fell to the ground and grasped dirt and mud, dirtying his gauntlet. Trinfalmesca was gone. In one swift, angry motion Rewiun hopped onto his booted feet, and it didn't take long until he realized where he was.
The spellblade looked up at the heavens and began to laugh slowly, menacingly.
"This has happened once... You just wait until I get up there again, wretched fools." He muttered, his voice dripping with acid. Then he brought his head back down to look at the path ahead of him. He'll walk to mortal world of Althanas... For now.
Level 0
Name: Rewiun Zezzt'Sepria
Age: 238
Race: Fallen Elven Demigod
Nationality: Raiaeran
Gender: Male
Known Languages: Drow, Elven, Tradespeak
Eye Color, Hair Color/Style: Rewiun's eyes glow a fierce white with godly energy, and his hair is as black as coal, moderate length, straight and smooth as silk. Two long bangs hang down from either side of his head, going down to his cheeks.
Height and Weight: The demigod stands fairly tall at 5 foot, 4 inches, and weighs about 150lbs. give or take.
Status: Currently Rewiun walks Althanas as a mortal, stripped of his god powers. He has no real job to tell.
Personality: A very cold, self-centered and power-hungry man. Rewiun thinks that he can do whatever he wants to benefit himself, whatever the cost. He is merciless and ruthless, but still a very calculative fighter. He is a natural-born leader, and as thus he strives to become leader in any group. His will is like iron, and he is known to persevere towards any goal.
Rewiun isn't afraid to say whatever he wants, and a lot of the time he likes to point out the faults of others. He also has an unquenchable thirst for battle, and usually does anything to provoke a scuffle. General Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Appearance: Rewiun is an extremely elegant and handsome elf, despite the evil look he usually keeps in his white eyes, a lot of women shake at the knee when they lay their eyes upon him. That is, of course, if they can get past his godly visage, which he still retains after becoming Fallen. Rewiun's skin is silky smooth and has a slight gold tint to its otherwise creamy color.
Elven heritage has made his facial features elegant and hawk-like, thin slits for eyes, a slightly pointed and thin nose, smallish lips and long, pointed ears. For clothing the fallen demigod wears a shiny and smooth, obsidian black silk tunic, with long sleeves that reach down to his wrists. But over the top he wears his chestplate, as black as jet, armless, with two half foot long, ominous spikes jut out from each shoulder. On his hands he wears matching black metal gauntlets that reach up his wrists covering up the ends of his tunic sleeves. They're simple in design.
For legwear Rewiun wears a pair of loose fitting, dark brown colored cloth pants with a black leather belt strapped around his waist to tighten them. They reach down to his feet and are tucked into his high reaching and thin black metal boots. The only skin that the fallen demigod shows is that of his face.
On his back he dons a long and hoodless dark blood red cape, that reaches just to his ankles. He doesn't usually wear this, only when traveling through towns and stuff.
Equipment
Armor: Rewiun currently wears his black iron chestplate, iron gauntlets and iron knee-high boots.
Trinfalmesca: (unsellable) Trinfalmesca is Rewiun's longsword, and he is eternally bonded with the weapon which gives him some special abilities (read below). The sword is forged from a special metal called Esca, which grows in strength as Rewiun does. The silver blade is long and thin, about 34 inches long, and has a glowing red indentation on both broad sides of the blade. The wrist guard is a dark gray/black color and sort of resembles a pair of demon wings, with a red gem encrusted into the center (worthless). The hilt is fairly long and at the bottom of it is a glowing stone cut to look like a closed set of pincers. Current Metal Equivalent: Steel
Abilities/Attributes
Melee
Swashbuckling: Rewiun's sword style is one of charm and grace, as stylish as it is effective. He has a good handle on Trinfalmesca and can handle it either left handed, right handed, or maybe even two handed if the situation requires pure strength. Skill Level: Average
Brawling: When this fallen demigod feels as if he doesn't need to use his sword, or if he can't, he does has some hand-to-hand fighting skills to fall back on. His metal gauntlets are able to do a fair amount of damage if utilized right. Skill Level: Beginner (below average)
Magery
Sword Magic: Rewiun practices a special type of magic that allows him to cast spells through his blade. The following spells can only be cast through the use of Trinfalmesca, and not any other blade. He also can't cast spells without the sword in his hands, thus is the downfall of Sword Magic. Also he can only cast spells so many times before he begins to feel exhausted. OOC Note: I don't feel the need to assign numbers to how many times he can cast his spells. But not to worry, mods, I will not powergame this.
Fireblade: Rewiun casts this spell by running two of his fingers along the edge of Trinfalmesca. Upon completion, the whole of the blade bursts into blue flames for a couple minutes. The potency of Fireblade increases with level. Current Effect: Causes very mild burns.
Lores
Herblore: Rewiun has a basic knowledge of common plants and herbs.
Attributes/Special Abilities
Attributes Compared to an average man.
Strength: 1.2x
Speed: 1.3x
The Senses: 1.5x
Special Abilities
Negative Space: While as a demigod, Rewiun never had to carry any of his possessions. he was able to store an endless amount of items into a special space that he could simply reach to out of thin air on a whim. Though, now that he is Fallen, he can barely do this. He can still place things into Negative Space, but nothing much. Currently he can only place in Trinfalmesca, and maybe if he's lucky a couple of other small items. If, in any case, Rewiun’s Negative Space is full, if he tries to thrust an item into it nothing will happen, it'll just look like he is randomly thrusting an object in the air.
Levitate: This is Rewiun's innate ability to render his body virtually weightless and float up to unreachable heights. This ability is currently locked.
History
~Prologue~
"You dare defy the gods themselves, Rewiun!?" Roared Galatiriel, the Father of the Sky. Standing tall on a non-existent dais in front of a floating throne. Before him stood Rewiun, the DemiGod, standing in mid air in the middle of the never-ending white chamber that made up the heavens. The other Raiaeran gods circled around the enraged Zezzt'Sepria, Trinfalmesca blaring with flame in his hands. Rewiun's fiery white eyes glared with hate.
"If the fickle gods of Althanas fail to see my true strength, then why not show them!" The elven demigod screamed, thrusting the tip of his blade forward and sending out a wide burst of pure black energy.
"Ahaha, yes. Come, seal your own fate!" Galatiriel screamed.
Rewiun watched with a wicked grin on his face while he saw the back end of his magic sail towards the god. An instant later he watched surprised at the magical energy started to sail back towards him.
Blackness...
Rewiun awoke abruptly, sitting straight up. The sound of panicked and uneven breathing took the place of the sound of his roaring spell, his white eyes wide. An unbearable pain lingered in the back of his head, along with the words:
"Forsaken, exiled, banished from the heavens. Cursed as a mortal, until death takes its toll..."
"Ugh..." The fallen demigod brought a hand up to hold his throbbing head, "Exiled? Mortal?" He looked around, at the various red hues created from the shining sun above as its rays broke through the plentiful red canopies of the Red Forest. His other hand fell to the ground and grasped dirt and mud, dirtying his gauntlet. Trinfalmesca was gone. In one swift, angry motion Rewiun hopped onto his booted feet, and it didn't take long until he realized where he was.
The spellblade looked up at the heavens and began to laugh slowly, menacingly.
"This has happened once... You just wait until I get up there again, wretched fools." He muttered, his voice dripping with acid. Then he brought his head back down to look at the path ahead of him. He'll walk to mortal world of Althanas... For now.
Level 0