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| Lord Akaron | |
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| Topic Started: Sep 8 2008, 01:42 AM (96 Views) | |
| Akaron | Sep 8 2008, 01:42 AM Post #1 |
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Member Information: Member's Name: Infernum Age:20 Including this one, how many characters do you have: 1 If new, how did you find us? Ad on Realm of Mystery forum. Character Information: Character's Full Name: Lord Samas Akaron Age:32 Gender: Male Faction: Necropolis Race: Human Physical Description: Lord Akaron stands at an intimidating seven foot two inches tall, with brown eyes, shoulder length spiky black hair, and a mustache that grows into a connection with his goatee both of which are also black. Where looks are concerned, Akaron has that ruggedly attractive feature; his face lacks any sort of scar or birthmark. In terms of his physical build, Lord Akaron is wall of muscle; physically he’s just big, his arms at are at least two to three times that in size of a normal mans, ripped and toned muscles cover every inch of his being. In terms of clothing, Lord Akaron is always in his full interlocking plate mail, which is needless to say, twice as thick as normal armor, but lacks any sort of ornamentation or significant markings. Along with this he wares a long black cloak and a close faced helm; he owns no jewelry or finery save for a lone bronze signet ring upon his left mailed hand, the signet is his clans coat of arms; a shield bearing a castle upon a plain. Personality Description: Samas Akaron is driven by two things, his hate and his overwhelming need for power. His entire family line was killed off by Haven Knights for their beliefs, down to the last man woman and child, save one, Lord Akaron himself. He hates them for this and shall go out of his way to slay them on site if he can. He is just a man though and all men have wants, his is power. He strives to become the greatest melee combatant in all the realms, and he’s close. He seeks anything that can give me an edge in combat or make him stronger. As far as personality is concerned, Samas is a very serious man; having been trained to be an honorable man since childhood, he strives to maintain what little honor he has left. His sense of humor is...lacking to say the least as humor is not something he understands very well. But if he ever gives his word, he fulfills it to the letter, never settling for anything less than complete success. Having lost his family, he also lost his senses of love, caring, kindness and pity; most would view him as a man with a heart of stone as he would even put children to the sword if it would fit his needs. Character History: Samas was born into the House of Akaron, the first born of his parents, Lord and Lady Akaron. The house was a small dukedom in the human lands, but swore allegiance to no one but themselves; they lived freely, not under the rule of the two quarreling sides of Haven and Necropolis. They were a House of strange points of view, with the belief that one should better his or herself, so that others might be moved to become equal with you. This belief ensured that there were always skilled people in the House of Akaron. However, this belief cause one problem, some would do anything to become better, anything. Being the first child of the Akaron noble family, he was to be trained in everything he would need for high society. Around the age of five, Samas began his rigorous training in manners, communication, combat and magic, as well as the other necessities for being a noble. He excelled at all of these save one, he could not do magic. Finally after several tries, his teacher lost his patience with him and used a small attack spell to teach Samas a lesson, but to his surprise his spell failed. His curiosity peaked, the mage began to test spells on Samas on a regular basis, until he came to one conclusion, Samas had been born with a natural resistance to magic. He informed the parents immediately, telling them that their son possessed a unique gift. At first they were mortified that their child would never be able to use magic, but soon Samas' father had an idea; if Samas could never learn magic, he would excel at everything else to compensate for it and they would stage any event where magic would be needed: his teacher was later sworn to secrecy. Samas however, didn’t agree with his father. He didn’t care anything about high society or communication or magic, his true passion laid in being a Knight or Lord. Devoting himself to his physical and mental training, Samas let his father do as he wished, knowing that he would do as he wished when he came of age. So he trained, becoming more and more competent in his martial prowess and physical strength, until he started to become stronger than his teachers and began to hurt them in practice; but, wanting to be like a knight, he was chivalrous and conducted his business with honor and dignity. At the age of fifteen, his parents had already had two more children, one eleven the other six, both of which could cast magic, which in turn gained more of their parents, favor. But Samas cared not, he was not the strongest man in his parents dukedom, being a giant of a man at the height of six feet tall with muscles to spare and his martial prowess was unmatched, soon he even took over being captain of the guard and became a knight of the House of Akaron. For the next eight years Samas defended the dukedom from invaders, thieves and other threats with honor and dignity, all the while Samas' strength increased and prowess improved to the point where he could smash even rock with his bare fists alone; however, his strength had gotten to the point where he would break weapons if he used his full strength so he mostly used his hands. But not everything was perfect as his siblings were growing to hate their elder brother. The idea of bettering oneself to become equal with and surpass others soon grew to be mixed with hate and contempt as the younger siblings never could catch up to their elder brother in terms of physical might, martial prowess or political popularity. Seeing how the people flocked to their honorable son, Samas' parent took attention away from their other two children in order to make sure that the public favorite was safe and pleased; his father even went as far as to have a Great Flanged War Mace constructed for his son to use. Since normal weapons would merely shatter or break under the strain of his strength, it was designed by dwarves so that it would be able to take great amounts of physical abuse and strain. The war mace was commissioned upon Samas' twenty fifth birthday and was to be completed by his thirtieth, upon which his father would step down and his son Samas would take the throne and become the Duke, Lord Akaron. His siblings were not pleased with this idea however and made plans to foil their brother’s rise to power. They did a number of diabolical acts ranging from buying off mercenaries to attack Samas when he was patrolling the lands to even trying to poison him, but nothing ever worked. Finally out of desperation, as Samas' thirtieth birthday was soon approaching, they sent a message to the city of Azural, requesting help from Haven. Their letter claimed that the current duke, duchess and their eldest son were planning a religious uprising, that they planned to turn the free people of the realms against Haven in favor for their new god. They told Haven that the time that the dukedom would be weakest and easiest to attack would be during the coronation of the new Duke, Samas Akaron. Needless to say, Haven acted upon this information quickly and effectively, sending an entire contingent of Haven Knights to crush this rebellion before it even got under way. On the day of the coronation, Samas was preparing himself, mentally and physically preparing to take control of the dukedom. He was dressed in formal armor and robes as he was both a knight and a lord. He was proud that his father had finally seen that just because he couldn’t cast magic, didn’t mean he was useless. The ceremony started at high noon, when the sun was at its zenith, everyone, including most of the town guards had shown up for this, the land was peaceful as long as they had Lord Samas Akaron their to defend them. The duke of Akaron began the ceremony by naming off his sons accomplishments, but this was off set by murmurs from the crowd as Samas' siblings were not at the coronation. After the listing of his accomplishments, his father had the symbol of his son’s power and authority brought forward, the great war mace. The great flanged war mace was constructed from one solid piece of black iron, the dwarven craftsmanship was visibly obvious, and any could see that this was truly a master piece. But what was even more astounding was its sheer size, it had to be at least three times as large as a normal mace, it took there men to carry it into the grand hall. But Samas was a lot stronger than a normal man and his father knew this and designed it as such. But before Samas could claim the weapon and assume his rightful place on the throne as the new duke of the house of Akaron, his two siblings stepped forward. They said that they would not stand for this, that they would not be ruled by a man who couldn’t even cast to simplest magic spell. As soon as they said this, the sound of a war horn cut through the silence, the Haven Knights had arrived. Within seconds they had breached the gates and began to slaughter any and all that they came across as they would allow none of these heretics to escape and restart the "rebellion" at a different location. It was then that Samas' siblings told him of what they had done, that he and the entire dukedom would be wiped from the face of this earth; but that they would survive, hidden deep within the catacombs of the great hall. With that they took off. Enraged that his siblings would do such a thing, Samas grabbed the Flanged mace in one hand and chased after them, leaving those around him to fight for their lives against the Haven Knights that now swarmed through the city. Samas chased his siblings down through the catacombs, gaining on them little by little. Finally, they stopped, and turned to face their elder brother. Samas came to a halt, staring hard at his younger brother and sister with hate and death in his eyes. Raising a knight's salute to his brethren was all he was able to do before the descended upon him with their magic. But to their surprise, their spells failed, and Samas killed his younger sister in one swing. The flanged mace coming down on top of her, crushing her and the stone floor into nothing more than a gore filled ten foot deep crater. Staring in horror, Samas' younger brother saw what he faced and shrank back, horrified by what he had just seen. As Samas turned to face his brother, he was assaulted by more spells, lost of them as his brother was now attacking with a ferocity born of fear and sheer terror. But this did not stop Samas as some of the spells were negated by his natural resistance; a secret he was now thankful his father had hidden very well. Reaching out, he grabbed his brother by the neck and held him up off the ground. It would have been a sight to behold had the entire populace not been being eradicated by the Haven knights. His brother was only able to utter one thing as he stared down at his elder brother in horror, "You’re a monster!" With that, Samas released his brother and swung his great flanged mace through the air and hit his brother before he even hit the ground, turning him into a wave of blood and gore that rained down upon the stone floor of the catacombs. Samas then dashed back to the grand chamber to help defend his dukedom from the invading force, and arrived just in time to see a group of five have knights slay his father in cold blood as he sat on his knees begging them to spare his wife and the children that sat huddled around her feet. They then executed his mother and all the children as well. This was too much for Samas and he charged into battle, howling a war cry as he entered the fray. Within seconds he was fighting five have knights at once and holding his own, he was far more skilled in martial combat than they were. Each of his swings shattered weapons, crushed in armor, or sent people flying; he was an unstoppable killing machine with the flanged mace that he wielded. But the have knights were not stupid, after he had killed about half a dozen of them in less than half a minute the decided to bring the great hall down on top of his head. Two knights stayed behind to make sure Samas would get caught in the falling debris. As Samas landed the killing blows to the two knights, then entire building was brought crashing down around his head by way of the magic’s that that knights had. The knights left the now desolate dukedom to return to their own capital as the threat of an uprising was now over. But out of the rubble crawled one man, Samas let out a gasp from both being wounded and horrified at what he saw when he emerged from the rubble, the entire dukedom had be butchered down to the last man woman and child. This was the last straw, at that moment; Samas took the title of Lord Akaron and vowed vengeance against the Knights of Haven and to become the greatest martial combatant in all the realms. He then left the horrific ruins of his dukedom and traveled for two years, learning fighting styles and weapon skills from any who would teach him and defeating any and all who challenged him to melee combat. Until he realized that there was only one being that could help grant him the vengeance he sought so much, Lord Sendokaze, the most powerful wraith in existence. The being that lead a fighting force of twenty against that of a thousand and won with out a single casualty on his side. So Lord Akaron set out for the Necropolis in order to meet and learn from this being. Skills, Powers, and Abilities: Lord Akaron is the pinnacle of physical might, easily being the strongest mortal in the realms. He possesses might unmatched, being able to smash stone, dent metal and shatter wood with his fists alone; put a weapon in his hand and then you’ve got yourself a real problem. Lucky for most, he is so strong that normal weapons break or shatter from the sheer might behind their swings. Save for one, Akaron wields a might war mace of, it has not broken yet. With this in hand, he can even make craters in the ground when he swings the large weapon. In terms of martial weapon prowess, Akaron is unmatched. While others spend their time studying to use other things, such as magic or stealth; all the while neglecting their melee combat training, Akaron spends all his time training with weapons and hand to hand combat. While some might consider themselves "Masters" of their weapons, Akaron is a true martial weapon master, able to fight with a large variety of weapons; his skill in melee is unmatched by any being, alive or dead. He is skilled in all forms of normal weapons, exotic ones being to obscure to worry about. While trained in the use of ranged weapons, Akaron refuses to use them, viewing them as a coward’s weapon. While this does hinder him some what in options, Akaron will never use a ranged weapon unless in times of war. However, he will permit his underlings to use them as he realizes their invaluable use in warfare. In addition to his physical training, Akaron also trains his mind diligently as well. He does daily mental exercises and meditates to maintain a strong state of mind and awareness. Besides his great physical might, Akaron possesses another interesting quality; he was born with innate magic resistance. Any spells, no matter what the level, thrown or targeted at him have chances to be ignored. The effectiveness of the magic resistance varies, leaving spells either completely negated, halved or unhindered. Inversely, this unique quality also renders him unable to actually learn or use magic, something he doesn’t really mind. While he is unable to cast spells, he can still wield magic armor and weapons, along with rings, amulets, cloaks and the like, but not wands or staffs and other spell casting implements. Character Equipment: Akaron carries only one implement besides survival gear, and that is his great war mace. The mace itself is made of solid black iron and is of exceptional quality; this is the reason that it hasn’t broken yet. The large flanged head is designed to crush armor and smash bodies; it is approximately twentytwo inches from side to side at the head as well as seventeen inches from tip to base at the head as well. From shaft tip to handle tip is thirty two inches, with enough handle for Akaron to wield the weapon two handed if he needed to. The weapon is ornate with fine detail, no runes or pictures, just very finely detail outlines. Likes: Physical training, killing his enemies, Order, courtly manners. Dislikes: Chaos, Haven Knights, cowards, disrespectful people. Habits: Uses every free moment to train even if he is doing something like reading or eating; whether it is his mind, or his muscles. Strengths: Physical and Mental might, Martial combat Mastery, Magic Resistance. Weaknesses: Unable to learn magic, honor bound, unwilling to use ranged weapons, not stealthy. Other: None know of his innate magic resistance yet, but it will soon become apparent. Edited by Akaron, Sep 11 2008, 12:23 AM.
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| Lord Sendokaze | Sep 8 2008, 03:27 PM Post #2 |
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