Post by Van The Mighty on Jul 31, 2009 3:54:52 GMT -4
Name: Darvanon
Age: 32
Personality: A nice guy, he's carefree and funloving. Though, when push comes to shove, he'll stand against anything that he feels is wrong.
History: Sired by the leader of the Smoke tribe, a pack of wolves and demon wolves, Darvanon grew up happily among his pack. However, on the night before he was to go on his first real hunt after the passing of his twelth winter, his pack was attacked and killed, and he himself was almost mortally wounded, and will forever carry a large scar on his back from where he had been almost cut in two. Having survived the massacre, he lay among his slaughtered pack until he was finally able to move again, swearing vengance on the black-swathed demon that had killed everyone that he loved. For three days he crawled, coming in and out of conciousness, until he was found by a wandering caravan and nursed back to health. For twenty years he travelled the country, learning what he could to become stronger, so that he could one day have his revenge. He is a devout believer in doing what is right, and he constantly strives to do so, and always follows his heart.
Hair Color: black
Eye Color: blue
Skin Color: slight tan
clothes- Light armor and pelts, the kind typically seen on humanoid wolf demons.
Techniques:
Wind Summoning, Clones of Wind- Darvanon summons anywhere from 1 to 12 clones made of wind, whose only purpose is to attack his enemy, though they disappear after one attack and cannot use energy attacks, and one strike is enough to dispell them.
Wind Summoning, Air Missles- Using this skill, Darvanon creates a number of balls of air, anywhere from 1 to 20, that he sends to strike out against his enemy, which are able to pierce through even steel armor.
Transformation, Wolf- Calling upon the energy in himself, Darvanon transforms into his wolf aspect, becoming a large, grey-furred four-tailed wolf demon.
Transformation, Hybrid- When he's faced with a tough opponent, Darvanon will tap into the wilder aspect of himself, becoming almost a berserker as he takes on certain aspects of his heritage, his body becoming covered in fur as another tail grows, as well as his strength and speed- though he looses his ability to use some of his other abilities.
Wolf's Howl- Concentrating Yoki into his throat, Darvanon lets out a super-sonic howl that, at close range, can impair his opponents, temporarily stunning them.
Claws of Shadow- Concentrating Yoki into his claws, Darvanon lashes out, sending out rending waves of energy that can tear through almost anything, leaving long, jagges scars.
Ten Thousand Strikes of the Sun- Concentrating his Yoki into his arms and his halberd, Darvanon unleashes a flurry of lightning-fast jabs with his halberd, able to deliver hundreds of strikes in just a few seconds, though the technique is tiring for him to use.
Twister- Spinning his halberd above his head, Darvanon creates a small twister of razor-sharp winds around his body that, while only lasting for a minute, can repel most attacks and even wound anyone who gets too close.
Age: 32
Personality: A nice guy, he's carefree and funloving. Though, when push comes to shove, he'll stand against anything that he feels is wrong.
History: Sired by the leader of the Smoke tribe, a pack of wolves and demon wolves, Darvanon grew up happily among his pack. However, on the night before he was to go on his first real hunt after the passing of his twelth winter, his pack was attacked and killed, and he himself was almost mortally wounded, and will forever carry a large scar on his back from where he had been almost cut in two. Having survived the massacre, he lay among his slaughtered pack until he was finally able to move again, swearing vengance on the black-swathed demon that had killed everyone that he loved. For three days he crawled, coming in and out of conciousness, until he was found by a wandering caravan and nursed back to health. For twenty years he travelled the country, learning what he could to become stronger, so that he could one day have his revenge. He is a devout believer in doing what is right, and he constantly strives to do so, and always follows his heart.
Hair Color: black
Eye Color: blue
Skin Color: slight tan
clothes- Light armor and pelts, the kind typically seen on humanoid wolf demons.
Techniques:
Wind Summoning, Clones of Wind- Darvanon summons anywhere from 1 to 12 clones made of wind, whose only purpose is to attack his enemy, though they disappear after one attack and cannot use energy attacks, and one strike is enough to dispell them.
Wind Summoning, Air Missles- Using this skill, Darvanon creates a number of balls of air, anywhere from 1 to 20, that he sends to strike out against his enemy, which are able to pierce through even steel armor.
Transformation, Wolf- Calling upon the energy in himself, Darvanon transforms into his wolf aspect, becoming a large, grey-furred four-tailed wolf demon.
Transformation, Hybrid- When he's faced with a tough opponent, Darvanon will tap into the wilder aspect of himself, becoming almost a berserker as he takes on certain aspects of his heritage, his body becoming covered in fur as another tail grows, as well as his strength and speed- though he looses his ability to use some of his other abilities.
Wolf's Howl- Concentrating Yoki into his throat, Darvanon lets out a super-sonic howl that, at close range, can impair his opponents, temporarily stunning them.
Claws of Shadow- Concentrating Yoki into his claws, Darvanon lashes out, sending out rending waves of energy that can tear through almost anything, leaving long, jagges scars.
Ten Thousand Strikes of the Sun- Concentrating his Yoki into his arms and his halberd, Darvanon unleashes a flurry of lightning-fast jabs with his halberd, able to deliver hundreds of strikes in just a few seconds, though the technique is tiring for him to use.
Twister- Spinning his halberd above his head, Darvanon creates a small twister of razor-sharp winds around his body that, while only lasting for a minute, can repel most attacks and even wound anyone who gets too close.