Post by oroan on May 23, 2010 16:30:44 GMT -5
Name: Oroan
Age: 50,000 In spirit. Only a few days in current incarnation.
Gender: Male
Race: Deamon
Land: Will appear in Zatonia
Appearance:
Oroan is beautiful in the sense that he has the look of a deadly graceful killing machine. Standing at an even six feet, he is extremely lithe, a degree that would be considered unhealthy for most humanoids. Narrow, but highly toned muscles run across his body like steel cables. His fingers end in three foot claws that are curved and bladed exactly like scythe blades The claws on his thumbs are only half as long, and as with many humanoids, his thumbs are indeed opposable.
His skin has an exotic blue color, His white hair would drag the ground behind him if it didn't constantly wave about in the air as if under it's own power. His eyes glow a deep green, and have no visible pupils. His face had no mouth or nose as he really has no need of them. While the tips are the only parts visible due to his hair, Oroan has a pair of long elfish ears,
He wears a pair of dark grey pants, a crimson vest, and a black cloak with red trim. His buckled boots are knee length and he has a pair of metal bracers on his wrists.
Personality:
Despite the reason he was created, Oroan is actually more curious than bloodthirsty. He enjoys exploring and learning, wishing to become as well versed in as many things as he can. Due to his long existence, he has collected a vast amount of knowledge from many different realms in the multi verse.
He often likes to engage in long discussions with those he feel can teach him something new. His passions revolve around history and magical arts from the different worlds he has visited throughout his existence.
Oroan tends to try and be rather charming. He's often polite even if not very formal. He would rather keep things relaxed most of the time and doesn't care much for conflict.
When drawn into a hostile situation, he can be downright cruel and brutally honest. Once he feels as though someone is trying to threaten him, he will respond harshly and violently, simply trying to remove that which has attempted to cause him any type of grievance. This is actually his true nature, one that he is not ashamed of, but a nature he has tried to separate himself from.
Occupation:
none at the moment.
Talents:
Dancing, combat, strategizing, herbology and potion making.
Powers:
Oroan has the ability to wield to magics that are drawn from the bindings of the natural order of things. He is able to slightly bend space, allowing him a degree of teleportation and create molecular instabilities, though that aspect of his power cannot warp other living beings.
When not powered by the Eclipse, Oroan is roughly twice as strong as a human male in peak condition. He is quick enough to leave a motion blur behind him and he has the reflexes to work with that speed. His claws and bones are as strong as steel, though his flesh is as tough as a rhino's, his vital organs are every bit as vulnerable as a basic human. Though under the power of the eclipse, his abilities are nothing short of terrifying.
He also has the ability to tear through the fabric of reality in order to return to his home realm. he is only able to support himself and one other living being and can only preform this ability once every ten years.
As for Oroan's eternal nature, that is just it. He is eternal, not immortal. He could theoretically live to see the end of time, though if he is actually killed that will be the end of him and he will no reform. He incarnations are not ressurections as he has never truly died before.
He also posses the ability of telepathy so he can communicate with others. This is his only mental ability aside from some mental defenses.
Weapons:
His claws
Magic.
Relationships:
Has severed his ties to his creators.
History:
Created roughly 50,000 years ago, much of Oroan's past is shrouded in mystery to both himself and those who rule his realm.
Oroan was created to be a harbinger of destruction that was to ring the death knell during the invasive wars of his masters. The dark magics and rituals involved in Oroan's creation have been lost to the annuls of time and are not likely to be rediscovered any time in the foreseeable future. Unbeknowest to his creators, they had finalized Oroan's creation upon the one day in every ten thousand years that every world in the multi verse with a moon or planetoid blocking from the sun went through an eclipse.
This gave Oroan an incredible gift, yet the gift was a double edged sword. During the eclipse of whatever world he is on, be it solar or lunar, Oroan is capable of two abilities. He can unleash his stored power, rising to the level of a Demigod, however at the end of the eclipse he will fade away and be required to drift the cosmos for a thousand years until he can collect enough of his lost power to reform. Either that or he had shift his body into whatever he wishes, allowing him to blend in anywhere he is residing. Over the years, Oroan has used the latter ability to travel where he wishes and to deliver destruction and chaos throughout the worlds he has visited.
It was 20,000 years ago, during his fourth incarnation that Oroan almost had met his match. A powerful sage who had been able to imprison Oroan though had not been able to destroy him. During his ten years of entrapment, which was a blink of an eye in terms of his lifespan, Oroan came to learn more about the world he was trapped in. For him it had been like opening his eyes for the very first time. The small amount of time had the greatest impact upon Oroan and when the sage passed away and the bindings broke, Oroan returned to his realm and vowed to no longer be used as a tool of death.
For 15,000 years Oroan served as a member of the high council in his realm. Sadly he was unable to hold sway over the ruling castes and started to grow a level of disgust for those who he ad once called his masters and eventually his peers. Denouncing his position, he left the council and for the past 5,000 years he has traveled to many different worlds and learned from each of them. Then, 1,000 years ago, he faced the greatest threat to existence he had ever encountered.
A unnamed being who collapsed the stars themselves rampaged through the very realm that we live in. Knowing that such a being could bring nothing but ruin to all life, Oroan released the power he had stored for the last 20,000 years and after a battle that shook the heavens, the being was destroyed and Oroan drifted through the cosmos once more.
Now he has regained enough power to reform, and he begins life anew in the nation of Zatonai.
Pets: None
Home: None
Vehicle: None
Age: 50,000 In spirit. Only a few days in current incarnation.
Gender: Male
Race: Deamon
Land: Will appear in Zatonia
Appearance:
Oroan is beautiful in the sense that he has the look of a deadly graceful killing machine. Standing at an even six feet, he is extremely lithe, a degree that would be considered unhealthy for most humanoids. Narrow, but highly toned muscles run across his body like steel cables. His fingers end in three foot claws that are curved and bladed exactly like scythe blades The claws on his thumbs are only half as long, and as with many humanoids, his thumbs are indeed opposable.
His skin has an exotic blue color, His white hair would drag the ground behind him if it didn't constantly wave about in the air as if under it's own power. His eyes glow a deep green, and have no visible pupils. His face had no mouth or nose as he really has no need of them. While the tips are the only parts visible due to his hair, Oroan has a pair of long elfish ears,
He wears a pair of dark grey pants, a crimson vest, and a black cloak with red trim. His buckled boots are knee length and he has a pair of metal bracers on his wrists.
Personality:
Despite the reason he was created, Oroan is actually more curious than bloodthirsty. He enjoys exploring and learning, wishing to become as well versed in as many things as he can. Due to his long existence, he has collected a vast amount of knowledge from many different realms in the multi verse.
He often likes to engage in long discussions with those he feel can teach him something new. His passions revolve around history and magical arts from the different worlds he has visited throughout his existence.
Oroan tends to try and be rather charming. He's often polite even if not very formal. He would rather keep things relaxed most of the time and doesn't care much for conflict.
When drawn into a hostile situation, he can be downright cruel and brutally honest. Once he feels as though someone is trying to threaten him, he will respond harshly and violently, simply trying to remove that which has attempted to cause him any type of grievance. This is actually his true nature, one that he is not ashamed of, but a nature he has tried to separate himself from.
Occupation:
none at the moment.
Talents:
Dancing, combat, strategizing, herbology and potion making.
Powers:
Oroan has the ability to wield to magics that are drawn from the bindings of the natural order of things. He is able to slightly bend space, allowing him a degree of teleportation and create molecular instabilities, though that aspect of his power cannot warp other living beings.
When not powered by the Eclipse, Oroan is roughly twice as strong as a human male in peak condition. He is quick enough to leave a motion blur behind him and he has the reflexes to work with that speed. His claws and bones are as strong as steel, though his flesh is as tough as a rhino's, his vital organs are every bit as vulnerable as a basic human. Though under the power of the eclipse, his abilities are nothing short of terrifying.
He also has the ability to tear through the fabric of reality in order to return to his home realm. he is only able to support himself and one other living being and can only preform this ability once every ten years.
As for Oroan's eternal nature, that is just it. He is eternal, not immortal. He could theoretically live to see the end of time, though if he is actually killed that will be the end of him and he will no reform. He incarnations are not ressurections as he has never truly died before.
He also posses the ability of telepathy so he can communicate with others. This is his only mental ability aside from some mental defenses.
Weapons:
His claws
Magic.
Relationships:
Has severed his ties to his creators.
History:
Created roughly 50,000 years ago, much of Oroan's past is shrouded in mystery to both himself and those who rule his realm.
Oroan was created to be a harbinger of destruction that was to ring the death knell during the invasive wars of his masters. The dark magics and rituals involved in Oroan's creation have been lost to the annuls of time and are not likely to be rediscovered any time in the foreseeable future. Unbeknowest to his creators, they had finalized Oroan's creation upon the one day in every ten thousand years that every world in the multi verse with a moon or planetoid blocking from the sun went through an eclipse.
This gave Oroan an incredible gift, yet the gift was a double edged sword. During the eclipse of whatever world he is on, be it solar or lunar, Oroan is capable of two abilities. He can unleash his stored power, rising to the level of a Demigod, however at the end of the eclipse he will fade away and be required to drift the cosmos for a thousand years until he can collect enough of his lost power to reform. Either that or he had shift his body into whatever he wishes, allowing him to blend in anywhere he is residing. Over the years, Oroan has used the latter ability to travel where he wishes and to deliver destruction and chaos throughout the worlds he has visited.
It was 20,000 years ago, during his fourth incarnation that Oroan almost had met his match. A powerful sage who had been able to imprison Oroan though had not been able to destroy him. During his ten years of entrapment, which was a blink of an eye in terms of his lifespan, Oroan came to learn more about the world he was trapped in. For him it had been like opening his eyes for the very first time. The small amount of time had the greatest impact upon Oroan and when the sage passed away and the bindings broke, Oroan returned to his realm and vowed to no longer be used as a tool of death.
For 15,000 years Oroan served as a member of the high council in his realm. Sadly he was unable to hold sway over the ruling castes and started to grow a level of disgust for those who he ad once called his masters and eventually his peers. Denouncing his position, he left the council and for the past 5,000 years he has traveled to many different worlds and learned from each of them. Then, 1,000 years ago, he faced the greatest threat to existence he had ever encountered.
A unnamed being who collapsed the stars themselves rampaged through the very realm that we live in. Knowing that such a being could bring nothing but ruin to all life, Oroan released the power he had stored for the last 20,000 years and after a battle that shook the heavens, the being was destroyed and Oroan drifted through the cosmos once more.
Now he has regained enough power to reform, and he begins life anew in the nation of Zatonai.
Pets: None
Home: None
Vehicle: None
