Post by + Lithium + on Mar 14, 2007 20:22:53 GMT -5
Name: Pheonix Valandric (known as Valance among friends)
Gender: male
Race: Fire Mage
Corner Preferance: Fire... I guess
Age: 27; 150 years is his general lifespan
Description: He is a stunningly handsome young man who carries a proud broad-shoulder stature that stands at around 6'3". His face his well proportioned with high cheakbones and a strong jaw on a slightly narrow face. His gently tanned complexion goes well his vibrantly colored orange-red hair. His eyes are also a stunning addition, as the captivating green stands out against the darker features of his face. He also bears a tuft a hair that grows shortly upon his chin.
His arms are strong, but not overly masculine--possessing a lithe stability that evens out strength and agility. He is often seen wearing a laced-up tunic of dark earthen brown tones, along with a pair of pitch black breeches that fade into similiarly black knee-high boots. These boots are one of his prized possesions, amazingly enough. They are not the usual soldiers hard soled leather clompers. They have barely any sole at all, and are soft and malleable, but thick. They provide watertight protection against the cold and wet weather, as well as providing a sence of silence as he moves through whatever terrain he desires. He has never worn a cloak in his life and feel that they drag him back and hinder his movement.
He also rides a pure, jet black stallion by the name of Tempest who is both friend and war-horse. Tempest is a large, tall animal that has a fiery temper and dominant disposition. He can be tempermental and a handful at times, but he has come to a mutual understanding with Pheonix and Pheonix alone is the only one who can truly control him and bring out the war-horses's true potential as a mount. Tempest also shares his curse due to his contact with Pheonix.
WHEN NIGHT FALLS...
Rider and Mount become a dangerous, hellish force to reckon with. Rage controls both the mind of the human and the horse, and they are but beasts in the night. They terrorize the wildlands and outskirt towns, but amazingly enough have never yet harmed innocent blood.
Anyways, when the sun sets, Pheonix is consumed by black fire, and his appearance become sullen, unexpressive, and dark. This black fire lingers and crawls across his skin throughout the night.
Now, Tempest does not writhe all night in black fire as his rider does. Instead, his eyes, seem to cloud over with a silver sheeth, that stands out with frightening effect against the pure ebony color of his coat. His breath also comes out in steams, discolored by the cursed magic--a steam that smokes of black... like ash, but frigid cold.
Personality: Pheonix is a strange one. He has a very strong mind, and a stubborn disposition. His sarcasm gets him into trouble and his humorous expression is often confusing and can be misleading to his true interior emotions. For the most part, he is a social and expressive young man. However, there are moments when the truth reveals what he really is. A troubled and isolated human-being. At times he can be morose, serious, and very difficult to communicate with--taking up a silent vow that is both annoying and frightening to those who are around him. This difference in personality has been wrought by the curse that has left him paralyzed in the dark. It haunts him and keeps him from staying in one place for too long.
He is vainly searching for some purpose in life to help remove the wandering title from his name.
As it is, he has heard rumor that an old friend has risen to power... it's what brings him to the Heart of the fire world, and hopefully... it will provide some revenue for him to follow instead of this fragile whim that he now hangs to.
Skills:
Pheonix is a master of fire--a manipulator. He can mold it and bend it to his will, even creating it by desire. He can both subdue and arouse any flame, and the fire that he creates does not harm or burn him as it would anyone else. However, he is not immune to all fire. Natural flames and the fire of other manipulators can harm and severely burn him to some degree--though the degree is more minimal than that which someone not gifted in the fire arts would recieve.
His own magical sparks have a uniqueness to them. Instead of the general yellow-orange flame, his fire is tinted by a dark red, a burning russet that burns pure with a blue heart.
To be more specific about his maniplative talents, he can control its size and vigor, its volume and its fury. He can add more to it, or take power from it to fuel his own magics. He can even ignite a source from a distance without having to come in contact with it. However, to do this is very taxing on his energies--especially with longer distances--and thus he does not often use this powerful advantage except when it is of the utmost necessecity.
Now there is a slightly dark side of his magic that goes along with the curse that he carries.
When the sun sets, he becomes engulfed in a black flame that takes over his mind and spirit. The fire claims his skin and crawls across it throughout the night, but does not burn or hinder his movements. It is a cold flame and chills the atmosphere around him. Likewise it also turns his skin a pale, deathly cold shade.
In this reversal of magic, his fire abilities remain reletively the same. However, instead of burning that which his fire touches, it freezes it--releasing a cold burn and is just as lethal as the fire he carries during the day.
Now with this inverted power, there is a grave weakness that he cannot overcome during the nightly hours. A normal flame is a danger to him. Light itself is painful to his eyes and skin, and when touched by natural fire of any kind, he receives severe burns, passed normal degrees--degrees that could in essence kill him.
When the sun rises the next morning he returns to the normal man that he truly is. The cycle repeats at sundown.
Summary Overall:
The flame his magic produces burns a pure dark red with a beep blue heart.
He can manipulate Fire in general (mold it, bend it, etc.).
He can control a fire's strength and power by adding his magic to it, or taking energy from it.
He can ignite a source at a distance without ever having to come in contact with it.
His skin is immune to his own magical fire--it doesn't burn or harm him at all.
With the curse, all those above powers are inverted (so instead of a red burning fire, they instead wield a cold, freezing black flame)
Weaknesses:
When he ignites something from a distance it takes up a lot of his energy therefore he only uses it as a last resort.
Though he cannot be burned by the fire that he creates, natural fire, and the fire of other manipulators can and will burn him. However, it may be at a lesser degree than someone who does not possess fire magics.
With the curse, he cannot stand the pain of light, and when touched by any form of "normal" fire, he can receive serious burns that go beyond normal degrees.
Sample Post:
I do have another character already on this site, I'd like it to remain reletively secret outside of the staff. So... if I must I can send a PM to one of the staff members with the other account name that I play.
one eyed, one horned, flying purple people eater
Gender: male
Race: Fire Mage
Corner Preferance: Fire... I guess
Age: 27; 150 years is his general lifespan
Description: He is a stunningly handsome young man who carries a proud broad-shoulder stature that stands at around 6'3". His face his well proportioned with high cheakbones and a strong jaw on a slightly narrow face. His gently tanned complexion goes well his vibrantly colored orange-red hair. His eyes are also a stunning addition, as the captivating green stands out against the darker features of his face. He also bears a tuft a hair that grows shortly upon his chin.
His arms are strong, but not overly masculine--possessing a lithe stability that evens out strength and agility. He is often seen wearing a laced-up tunic of dark earthen brown tones, along with a pair of pitch black breeches that fade into similiarly black knee-high boots. These boots are one of his prized possesions, amazingly enough. They are not the usual soldiers hard soled leather clompers. They have barely any sole at all, and are soft and malleable, but thick. They provide watertight protection against the cold and wet weather, as well as providing a sence of silence as he moves through whatever terrain he desires. He has never worn a cloak in his life and feel that they drag him back and hinder his movement.
He also rides a pure, jet black stallion by the name of Tempest who is both friend and war-horse. Tempest is a large, tall animal that has a fiery temper and dominant disposition. He can be tempermental and a handful at times, but he has come to a mutual understanding with Pheonix and Pheonix alone is the only one who can truly control him and bring out the war-horses's true potential as a mount. Tempest also shares his curse due to his contact with Pheonix.
WHEN NIGHT FALLS...
Rider and Mount become a dangerous, hellish force to reckon with. Rage controls both the mind of the human and the horse, and they are but beasts in the night. They terrorize the wildlands and outskirt towns, but amazingly enough have never yet harmed innocent blood.
Anyways, when the sun sets, Pheonix is consumed by black fire, and his appearance become sullen, unexpressive, and dark. This black fire lingers and crawls across his skin throughout the night.
Now, Tempest does not writhe all night in black fire as his rider does. Instead, his eyes, seem to cloud over with a silver sheeth, that stands out with frightening effect against the pure ebony color of his coat. His breath also comes out in steams, discolored by the cursed magic--a steam that smokes of black... like ash, but frigid cold.
Personality: Pheonix is a strange one. He has a very strong mind, and a stubborn disposition. His sarcasm gets him into trouble and his humorous expression is often confusing and can be misleading to his true interior emotions. For the most part, he is a social and expressive young man. However, there are moments when the truth reveals what he really is. A troubled and isolated human-being. At times he can be morose, serious, and very difficult to communicate with--taking up a silent vow that is both annoying and frightening to those who are around him. This difference in personality has been wrought by the curse that has left him paralyzed in the dark. It haunts him and keeps him from staying in one place for too long.
He is vainly searching for some purpose in life to help remove the wandering title from his name.
As it is, he has heard rumor that an old friend has risen to power... it's what brings him to the Heart of the fire world, and hopefully... it will provide some revenue for him to follow instead of this fragile whim that he now hangs to.
Skills:
Pheonix is a master of fire--a manipulator. He can mold it and bend it to his will, even creating it by desire. He can both subdue and arouse any flame, and the fire that he creates does not harm or burn him as it would anyone else. However, he is not immune to all fire. Natural flames and the fire of other manipulators can harm and severely burn him to some degree--though the degree is more minimal than that which someone not gifted in the fire arts would recieve.
His own magical sparks have a uniqueness to them. Instead of the general yellow-orange flame, his fire is tinted by a dark red, a burning russet that burns pure with a blue heart.
To be more specific about his maniplative talents, he can control its size and vigor, its volume and its fury. He can add more to it, or take power from it to fuel his own magics. He can even ignite a source from a distance without having to come in contact with it. However, to do this is very taxing on his energies--especially with longer distances--and thus he does not often use this powerful advantage except when it is of the utmost necessecity.
Now there is a slightly dark side of his magic that goes along with the curse that he carries.
When the sun sets, he becomes engulfed in a black flame that takes over his mind and spirit. The fire claims his skin and crawls across it throughout the night, but does not burn or hinder his movements. It is a cold flame and chills the atmosphere around him. Likewise it also turns his skin a pale, deathly cold shade.
In this reversal of magic, his fire abilities remain reletively the same. However, instead of burning that which his fire touches, it freezes it--releasing a cold burn and is just as lethal as the fire he carries during the day.
Now with this inverted power, there is a grave weakness that he cannot overcome during the nightly hours. A normal flame is a danger to him. Light itself is painful to his eyes and skin, and when touched by natural fire of any kind, he receives severe burns, passed normal degrees--degrees that could in essence kill him.
When the sun rises the next morning he returns to the normal man that he truly is. The cycle repeats at sundown.
Summary Overall:
The flame his magic produces burns a pure dark red with a beep blue heart.
He can manipulate Fire in general (mold it, bend it, etc.).
He can control a fire's strength and power by adding his magic to it, or taking energy from it.
He can ignite a source at a distance without ever having to come in contact with it.
His skin is immune to his own magical fire--it doesn't burn or harm him at all.
With the curse, all those above powers are inverted (so instead of a red burning fire, they instead wield a cold, freezing black flame)
Weaknesses:
When he ignites something from a distance it takes up a lot of his energy therefore he only uses it as a last resort.
Though he cannot be burned by the fire that he creates, natural fire, and the fire of other manipulators can and will burn him. However, it may be at a lesser degree than someone who does not possess fire magics.
With the curse, he cannot stand the pain of light, and when touched by any form of "normal" fire, he can receive serious burns that go beyond normal degrees.
Sample Post:
I do have another character already on this site, I'd like it to remain reletively secret outside of the staff. So... if I must I can send a PM to one of the staff members with the other account name that I play.
one eyed, one horned, flying purple people eater
