Post by Zetherus on Aug 22, 2009 16:51:51 GMT -5
Name: Lord Zetherus
Age: 98
Race: Human/Dragon
Elements: Earth/Fire
Birthplace: Planet Atlas in the city of Midgard. A world near the outer rims of the Milky Way. jpl.nasa.gov/images/stars/green_planet-browse.jpg
Religion: Norse Mythology
i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd381/Zetherus/Zetherus.jpg
Appearance: he stands no less then 8 feet tall and has a sword called
Ragnarok and a full suit of Armour named Skins Of The Immortals.
fc01.deviantart.com/images3/i/2005/153/a/8/Sword_of_Fire_by_Morthian.jpg
This is his face with the helmet off: fan-tas-tic.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/God-of-Hellfire2-840x630.jpg
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HISTORY IN HIS OWN WORDS: I was an Emperor once a great human Emperor that used to rule my glorious empire with the dragons. As my empire grew so did I the dragons until one dark and gloomy day at my tower a golden Knight from a far and distant land sent me a message that was from another Emperor named Dreath saying that he felt threaten that my empire had dragons as an ally so he demanded that I were to take down all of the dragons in my empire or it would result in a war. I of course refused to kill my non-human citizens and chose war. The Knight looked angry by hearing my decision so he turned to the door and left. I sat there on my thrown wondering on what I'm going to tell my people about this war that started because I cared for dragons and how some insane dragon hating emperor wants to destroy me and my people because of it.
TWO WEEKS LATER
The sun was high in the sky and the golden Knight returned with the message from Emperor Dreath saying that I could not follow the way as a human but the way as a dragon so he made these foolish threats that when my Empire falls he would take it for his own and hire dragon slayers to execute me and the others like a dragon by impaling us on spikes. I laughed at these words as they were some kind of joke but the Knight didn't think so because he pulled out some hidden dagger from inside his Armour and charged at me yelling that you will pay for insulting my Emperor as I sat in my thrown and looked in the face of death as he brought up his dagger to strike me down one of my solders near my thrown stabbed him with a spear before he could reach me. I got up from my thrown seeing that I'm not the one thats corrupt but Dreath is badly corrupted because he cant control himself with the power he has so he thinks he can kill anything he wants. That day I called up every solder in my Empire to form an army to fight Emperor Dreath and finish this once and for all. I don't know how big his empire probably is but at least I have the dragon and human race to fight beside me when the day of my life ends.
ONE YEAR LATER
It was a cold and stormy day on the Plains of Thunder as I stood with my army of humans and dragons waiting for Dreath to show his face. From across the dark and misty plains I set my eyes upon the most largest army I have ever seen in my life of human and undead working together. Thats when I found out that my opponent is really an Empire of Necromancers and Shadow Warriors from all over Atlas but that didn't change anything. I lifted up my sword and ordered my army to charge at Dreath as I saw him charge at us. As we ran closer to one another and as meters passed by I could feel the rumble in the ground from the millions of human and undead feat stomping the ground and the thousands of dragon wings shifting the air as they blocked out the sky at the same time with the enemy's arrows. This is when the war begins.
THE WAR
It was the same cold and stormy day and there was dragons falling out of the sky like flys so I told them to land and use there wings as protection against the arrows. They did as I said but most of them were to hurt to fight so they died slowly from bleeding. There was nothing that I could do to help the dieing so that enraged me I could now see Dreath's face fifty feet away through the rain then at a split second my army slammed into his army and my blade was locked to Dreath's blade the sound of breaking metal, bone and screams filled the air as the ground turned to red mud. Me and Dreath were fighting for hours in the blood stained battlefield until I felt a sharp pain shoot through my back and out of my chest where my hart was then I just stopped fighting and looked down at my were it was stinging seeing a long silver blade sticking out of my chest and my blood was running down my Armour. I fell to my knees knowing that my life was about to end then something grew in me like as if my bones felt like breaking and this black hole opened in the sky. I watched Dreath as he got sucked into the Vortex not knowing were he went. I felt pain in my entire body as I stood on my knees in the drowned mud that smelt horrid from the lives of my solders but I began to see everyone get sucked into the Vortex so I told everyone to retreat for there lives or they will die from the dark Void was the last words that I said before the vortex lifted me from the ground with a dead dragon that fell in battle and casted me into the dark abyss with it.
THE TRANSFORMATION
It was dark and I woke up forty feet below the surface in a metal tomb like box feeling the presser around me when the destroyed door of the tomb collapsed and dirt engulfed my body but I herd something tell me to dig for the surface so I listened and clawed at the dirt but my hands felt like they were different some how not the same like before. I reached the surface and crawled out of the hole and into the grass near a tree so I can use it to gain balance. I stood up breathing hard from not having air for who knows how long Iv been down there but as soon as my vision returned I looked at my hands and saw that they only four fingers and sharp claws on the end of every finger on my hands and my feet well, they looked the same as a dragon's leg would look like but with short talons for balance and agility. After I noticed my body has been forged with that dead dragon I remember from the battlefield transformed me into a half dragon and half human it frightened me seeing that I have become both of what I cared for. I tried to think that this was all a nightmare but it wasn't as I ripped off my chest plate on my armour I saw a large scar on the left side of my chest and out my back remembering the pain of the sword that made it but my hart was still beating and I was alive making me think that the deceased dragon sort of saved my life by giving me its hart and replacing mine. I connected the chest plate back to the mysterious armour that had its name engraved on the chest part called Skin Of The Immortals and found out that this armour is as strong as dragon scales so this armour is great against blunt and some blade types. I unsheathed the unknown sword on my belt to see that this fire sword that had its name engraved on the blade called Ragnarok and this sword shoots flame out the blade like dragon's breath so this sword is my breath and the cape well is not really a cape but wings that I cant control yet so there just sort of hanging there for now until someone teaches me how to control them. I accepted this so called gift from Void and started my journey to find someone that can help and guide me to find a way back to Atlas.
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Personality: He is quite and always paranoid around others even his friends because he does not want anyone to know that he is half dragon so he is very easy to anger and his dark past has episodes that relate to sacrifice and revenge so he will never stop until the one that attacks him will never escape without a missing limb.
Powers: The only powers that he has right now is healing wounds and fire breath.
Age: 98
Race: Human/Dragon
Elements: Earth/Fire
Birthplace: Planet Atlas in the city of Midgard. A world near the outer rims of the Milky Way. jpl.nasa.gov/images/stars/green_planet-browse.jpg
Religion: Norse Mythology
i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd381/Zetherus/Zetherus.jpg
Appearance: he stands no less then 8 feet tall and has a sword called
Ragnarok and a full suit of Armour named Skins Of The Immortals.
fc01.deviantart.com/images3/i/2005/153/a/8/Sword_of_Fire_by_Morthian.jpg
This is his face with the helmet off: fan-tas-tic.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/God-of-Hellfire2-840x630.jpg
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HISTORY IN HIS OWN WORDS: I was an Emperor once a great human Emperor that used to rule my glorious empire with the dragons. As my empire grew so did I the dragons until one dark and gloomy day at my tower a golden Knight from a far and distant land sent me a message that was from another Emperor named Dreath saying that he felt threaten that my empire had dragons as an ally so he demanded that I were to take down all of the dragons in my empire or it would result in a war. I of course refused to kill my non-human citizens and chose war. The Knight looked angry by hearing my decision so he turned to the door and left. I sat there on my thrown wondering on what I'm going to tell my people about this war that started because I cared for dragons and how some insane dragon hating emperor wants to destroy me and my people because of it.
TWO WEEKS LATER
The sun was high in the sky and the golden Knight returned with the message from Emperor Dreath saying that I could not follow the way as a human but the way as a dragon so he made these foolish threats that when my Empire falls he would take it for his own and hire dragon slayers to execute me and the others like a dragon by impaling us on spikes. I laughed at these words as they were some kind of joke but the Knight didn't think so because he pulled out some hidden dagger from inside his Armour and charged at me yelling that you will pay for insulting my Emperor as I sat in my thrown and looked in the face of death as he brought up his dagger to strike me down one of my solders near my thrown stabbed him with a spear before he could reach me. I got up from my thrown seeing that I'm not the one thats corrupt but Dreath is badly corrupted because he cant control himself with the power he has so he thinks he can kill anything he wants. That day I called up every solder in my Empire to form an army to fight Emperor Dreath and finish this once and for all. I don't know how big his empire probably is but at least I have the dragon and human race to fight beside me when the day of my life ends.
ONE YEAR LATER
It was a cold and stormy day on the Plains of Thunder as I stood with my army of humans and dragons waiting for Dreath to show his face. From across the dark and misty plains I set my eyes upon the most largest army I have ever seen in my life of human and undead working together. Thats when I found out that my opponent is really an Empire of Necromancers and Shadow Warriors from all over Atlas but that didn't change anything. I lifted up my sword and ordered my army to charge at Dreath as I saw him charge at us. As we ran closer to one another and as meters passed by I could feel the rumble in the ground from the millions of human and undead feat stomping the ground and the thousands of dragon wings shifting the air as they blocked out the sky at the same time with the enemy's arrows. This is when the war begins.
THE WAR
It was the same cold and stormy day and there was dragons falling out of the sky like flys so I told them to land and use there wings as protection against the arrows. They did as I said but most of them were to hurt to fight so they died slowly from bleeding. There was nothing that I could do to help the dieing so that enraged me I could now see Dreath's face fifty feet away through the rain then at a split second my army slammed into his army and my blade was locked to Dreath's blade the sound of breaking metal, bone and screams filled the air as the ground turned to red mud. Me and Dreath were fighting for hours in the blood stained battlefield until I felt a sharp pain shoot through my back and out of my chest where my hart was then I just stopped fighting and looked down at my were it was stinging seeing a long silver blade sticking out of my chest and my blood was running down my Armour. I fell to my knees knowing that my life was about to end then something grew in me like as if my bones felt like breaking and this black hole opened in the sky. I watched Dreath as he got sucked into the Vortex not knowing were he went. I felt pain in my entire body as I stood on my knees in the drowned mud that smelt horrid from the lives of my solders but I began to see everyone get sucked into the Vortex so I told everyone to retreat for there lives or they will die from the dark Void was the last words that I said before the vortex lifted me from the ground with a dead dragon that fell in battle and casted me into the dark abyss with it.
THE TRANSFORMATION
It was dark and I woke up forty feet below the surface in a metal tomb like box feeling the presser around me when the destroyed door of the tomb collapsed and dirt engulfed my body but I herd something tell me to dig for the surface so I listened and clawed at the dirt but my hands felt like they were different some how not the same like before. I reached the surface and crawled out of the hole and into the grass near a tree so I can use it to gain balance. I stood up breathing hard from not having air for who knows how long Iv been down there but as soon as my vision returned I looked at my hands and saw that they only four fingers and sharp claws on the end of every finger on my hands and my feet well, they looked the same as a dragon's leg would look like but with short talons for balance and agility. After I noticed my body has been forged with that dead dragon I remember from the battlefield transformed me into a half dragon and half human it frightened me seeing that I have become both of what I cared for. I tried to think that this was all a nightmare but it wasn't as I ripped off my chest plate on my armour I saw a large scar on the left side of my chest and out my back remembering the pain of the sword that made it but my hart was still beating and I was alive making me think that the deceased dragon sort of saved my life by giving me its hart and replacing mine. I connected the chest plate back to the mysterious armour that had its name engraved on the chest part called Skin Of The Immortals and found out that this armour is as strong as dragon scales so this armour is great against blunt and some blade types. I unsheathed the unknown sword on my belt to see that this fire sword that had its name engraved on the blade called Ragnarok and this sword shoots flame out the blade like dragon's breath so this sword is my breath and the cape well is not really a cape but wings that I cant control yet so there just sort of hanging there for now until someone teaches me how to control them. I accepted this so called gift from Void and started my journey to find someone that can help and guide me to find a way back to Atlas.
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Personality: He is quite and always paranoid around others even his friends because he does not want anyone to know that he is half dragon so he is very easy to anger and his dark past has episodes that relate to sacrifice and revenge so he will never stop until the one that attacks him will never escape without a missing limb.
Powers: The only powers that he has right now is healing wounds and fire breath.
