In the darkness, There are no innocent...
It Begins...
"The wars have worn heavily upon me and the burden I bear tests my mettle daily, especially during the nighttide when all wordly Rhy'Din sounds soften and the enveloping darkness spurns visions of warfare, the figures and faces of the fallen, young and old, cut and wet with blood, their deathcries echoing throughout my dreams. Yes, the strong survive, but we warriors seem to carry always the curse of the conquered, their dreams imprinted upon our minds eye."
Wolfe Ventrue
::A frail boy appears from the darkness, his hands like claws, each in fists, one clenching a Vampire Fang Dagger. His brown baggy pants are a little to big for his hips, even with a belt. His black tanktop is accompanied by a sheathe on his back, holding a sword he has codenamed, "Black Monika", a giant double handed ebony colored blade with a jeweled hilt. His pitch black eyes absorb the little light and show there is no humanity left within the reaches of his soul, and his long dark brown hair masks his scarred face. Then, in a flash of lightning, he is gone. Uncanny speed keeps him alive, and it will forever..::
Guild/Forum Info
| VoL/LoR | Disciples of War | 3d40 | 700xp | 400gp
| CHAoS
| Co-President
| 3d96, #X00*1
| 700,430xp
| 1,450gp
|
VotR/CHAoS
| Guild Commander
| 3d96, #X00*1
| 700,000xp
| 1,450gp
| |
Enhancers
| Vampire Fang Dagger | <+1/-1> CHAoS-EC*10
| Black Monika
| <2d10 Elemental +5/-4> CHAoS- #EC*11
| Flashkick Boots
| <2xD, +2> CHAoS-E2C*01
|
Morning Star Gauntlets
| <2xD, -1> CHAoS-E2C*02
| |
