Post by littlespudder on Feb 26, 2007 12:25:27 GMT -5
Name: Ashman Ferta
Gender: Male
Race: Half-elf/half human
Alignment: Medium evil
Bio: Ashman is a 23 year old psycher, he is handsome and charming, woman stop in the street to look at him. He has deep, loving blue eyes, a perfect complexion which is complemented by subtle but powerful muscle. His hair is dark brown and his face is long and angular yet still keeps a masculine, rugged look to it. Of course the eyes are the window to the soul as they say, but this is not so for Ashman, his comforting eyes disguise his true nature instead of revealing it. Three years ago he was a young, naive teenager, it was the time before psyching was banned (that happened 1 1/2 years ago) and he was a student at the national Hipras academy for the psychically gifted. It was graduation day and there was a large celebration for the five graduates from the small village of Sabajinn (Sai-bai-jeen) in the village town hall. Before the gathering, the five students met, among them was Ashman and the love of his life, Feersui (Fear-swe, ui pronounced we). It was ten minutes later and they were in deep conversation when elven pirates attacked (pirates in tyrellia are different from earth pirates, I shall write a paragraph on them in the races section later), they captured them and most of the village and took them back to Svan'terra (Swan'-Tearai, in elven v is pronounced v normally but can be pronounced r/w when a certain accent is added) There, they were tortured horribly, as is the way of the elven pirates. All were horribly mutilated, but the female pirate captain Pevvas Mal (Pev-rais Male) told them not to mutilate face due to it's beauty, instead he was forced to eat his friends flesh (this may just seem like an excuse to add horrible torrents of violence to my writing but it's not, this is just the cruel was of the notorious elven pirates, if it was pirates of any other race horrors like this wouldn't happen), he consumed 3 of them over 4 weeks and slowly went insane. Then the day came to consume another prisoner, it was her, his love. She looked at him through her olive eyes, unable to protest due to her tongue being previously removed. Tears flowed down the pairs faces, they were mocked by hundred of joyful onlookers, cruel, unrelentless laughter erupted from the elven crowd. The executioner raised his axe into the air, and swiftly removed the head from Feersui's shoulders, it was applauded by clapping and cheering from the malicious pirates. Ashman just stood there for a few brief moments, a horrified look on his face, and then performed a ear piercing scream, the mystic psychic flame, blazing in his eyes. The energy flayed the skin from the executioner and the entire group of spectators, a chorus of screams followed only to be met by absolute silence as the skinless bodies fell to the floor, almost in unison. He escaped the city via a torrent of violent, deadly bolts of energy. His mind was completely corrupted by madness, he imploded the colossal, towering gate in front of him into a singularity. He walked through it as though nothing had ever happened, energy coursing through his now purple, pulsating body. All the love and boyish charm he once had had been completely drained from his body, he left the dark city in ruin.
A year passed until the worldwide psycher inquisition occurred (more about this in the history board (yet to be added)) Ashman did not flee or hide like the other psychers did, but instead stood his ground and killed entire villages as he traveled to avoid being captured. As thousands of psyvhers were about to be executed in unison, he intervened. He killed hundreds that day and freed many psychers, when they groveled at his feet thanking him, he told them he only saved them as he thought they could be of some challenge to his psychic ability. It was mere minutes before each and everyone of them met a grueling painful death at the hand of this mad man. Oddly, after this event, nobody saw or heard from him for a whole year, no one is sure why. but now he searches for revenge, with a relentless hate for elves and their kin. Mere months ago he found his parents. He maliciously killed his elven father and cursed at him for poisoning his veins with, as he put it "impure" blood. As his mother sat crying by his father he kissed her gently on her head and said;
"Mother, why are you crying, you are the only person i can ever share my love with." She didn't reply and carried on crying, "Fine wench if you shall not embrace my good deed you shall join him!" That day he became a self made orphan. He loves no-one, his compassion for all living thing have been lost. He kills all elves he sees and all those with a good deposition that stand in his way, yet he does build friendships with those of a dark attribute how every rickety or brittle those friendships are.
Weapons: He has no weapons, he is his own weapon.
Gender: Male
Race: Half-elf/half human
Alignment: Medium evil
Bio: Ashman is a 23 year old psycher, he is handsome and charming, woman stop in the street to look at him. He has deep, loving blue eyes, a perfect complexion which is complemented by subtle but powerful muscle. His hair is dark brown and his face is long and angular yet still keeps a masculine, rugged look to it. Of course the eyes are the window to the soul as they say, but this is not so for Ashman, his comforting eyes disguise his true nature instead of revealing it. Three years ago he was a young, naive teenager, it was the time before psyching was banned (that happened 1 1/2 years ago) and he was a student at the national Hipras academy for the psychically gifted. It was graduation day and there was a large celebration for the five graduates from the small village of Sabajinn (Sai-bai-jeen) in the village town hall. Before the gathering, the five students met, among them was Ashman and the love of his life, Feersui (Fear-swe, ui pronounced we). It was ten minutes later and they were in deep conversation when elven pirates attacked (pirates in tyrellia are different from earth pirates, I shall write a paragraph on them in the races section later), they captured them and most of the village and took them back to Svan'terra (Swan'-Tearai, in elven v is pronounced v normally but can be pronounced r/w when a certain accent is added) There, they were tortured horribly, as is the way of the elven pirates. All were horribly mutilated, but the female pirate captain Pevvas Mal (Pev-rais Male) told them not to mutilate face due to it's beauty, instead he was forced to eat his friends flesh (this may just seem like an excuse to add horrible torrents of violence to my writing but it's not, this is just the cruel was of the notorious elven pirates, if it was pirates of any other race horrors like this wouldn't happen), he consumed 3 of them over 4 weeks and slowly went insane. Then the day came to consume another prisoner, it was her, his love. She looked at him through her olive eyes, unable to protest due to her tongue being previously removed. Tears flowed down the pairs faces, they were mocked by hundred of joyful onlookers, cruel, unrelentless laughter erupted from the elven crowd. The executioner raised his axe into the air, and swiftly removed the head from Feersui's shoulders, it was applauded by clapping and cheering from the malicious pirates. Ashman just stood there for a few brief moments, a horrified look on his face, and then performed a ear piercing scream, the mystic psychic flame, blazing in his eyes. The energy flayed the skin from the executioner and the entire group of spectators, a chorus of screams followed only to be met by absolute silence as the skinless bodies fell to the floor, almost in unison. He escaped the city via a torrent of violent, deadly bolts of energy. His mind was completely corrupted by madness, he imploded the colossal, towering gate in front of him into a singularity. He walked through it as though nothing had ever happened, energy coursing through his now purple, pulsating body. All the love and boyish charm he once had had been completely drained from his body, he left the dark city in ruin.
A year passed until the worldwide psycher inquisition occurred (more about this in the history board (yet to be added)) Ashman did not flee or hide like the other psychers did, but instead stood his ground and killed entire villages as he traveled to avoid being captured. As thousands of psyvhers were about to be executed in unison, he intervened. He killed hundreds that day and freed many psychers, when they groveled at his feet thanking him, he told them he only saved them as he thought they could be of some challenge to his psychic ability. It was mere minutes before each and everyone of them met a grueling painful death at the hand of this mad man. Oddly, after this event, nobody saw or heard from him for a whole year, no one is sure why. but now he searches for revenge, with a relentless hate for elves and their kin. Mere months ago he found his parents. He maliciously killed his elven father and cursed at him for poisoning his veins with, as he put it "impure" blood. As his mother sat crying by his father he kissed her gently on her head and said;
"Mother, why are you crying, you are the only person i can ever share my love with." She didn't reply and carried on crying, "Fine wench if you shall not embrace my good deed you shall join him!" That day he became a self made orphan. He loves no-one, his compassion for all living thing have been lost. He kills all elves he sees and all those with a good deposition that stand in his way, yet he does build friendships with those of a dark attribute how every rickety or brittle those friendships are.
Weapons: He has no weapons, he is his own weapon.