Name: Commander, Malkath "Black" Tempest
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Elements: Dark / Earth
Class: Weapon Master- But I prefer just "Warrior".
Weapons:
1.) Sword of Elemimic: A Sword given to Black by Dominus. It was pulled from the Circle of Mana in the center of the Plane of Elements. This sword while in physical combat may prove no different then any other sword has a very special property. Its ability to absorb any element thrown at it and change its design based on that element. (Ex. A Fire Element attack thrown at this sword, will be absorbed; the blade then will become one of incredible fire power that can unleash high level fire based strike artes.)
Spells:
Darkness Elemental Spells
(1.)Nightmare World: A Darkness Illusion Attack that thrusts its targets into a world of their worst nightmares. The longer that they remain in this illusion state, the weaker their body becomes. Prolonged stay in the "Nightmare World" will result in the body becoming withered and empty thus falling to decay.
(2.)Sinister Serpent: This spell creates a pure darkness elemental snake that slithers into the minds of its victim and causes false truths to be told. Nobody has proven immune to its effects, making even the most skilled mages fall to deceit of all those around them.
Earth Elemental Spells
(1.)Grave: Several large stalagmites rise quickly upward from the ground and impale the target. Afterward, the stones are pulled back into the ground with their claimed victim. (This won't be used on any actual players, only on NPC for taunting the players.)
(2.)Stone Coffin: Stalagmites shoot out of the ground but rather for the purpose of impaling, they instead surround Black and cause a very powerful defensive wall. He may then lower himself underground and then emerge wherever he dictates as "sufficient".
Oath: -Sealed-
As Black proved himself an incredibly capable warrior, Dominus knew that he would eventually have the desire to try and usurp him. For this reason, Dominus decided to seal away Black's ability to access his Oath. This leaves him significantly weaker.
(HINT, HINT)
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Other Information: Black was once a member of a group who lived by the desire to hunt and kill for pleasure. His work entertained the idea of finding prey worthy of being called such and then enjoyably ripping their eyes out of their chests. Black was not one to argue against this, in fact he embraced it with all that he was.
One day he received word from a comrade of his that a man by the name of Dominus was beginning to make a name for himself. a brilliant prey Black had thought to himself. He and his comrade decided to investigate this rumor closely. Upon arriving in the town where Dominus was to be found, he soon discovered just how interesting this prey of his was. The entire city... had been killed. Dominus stood at the center, proud of the blood work he had done. Black was overconfident. He began to approach with his blade sheathed and he applauded the man.
"Bravo!" he would call. "What a beautiful sight you have created! A city of gold, stained with the blood of its very own greedy people. And you, are to thank for this?" After a short exchange of words, Black began his assault. He would swing his blade viciously with such grace, it brought pride to his fellow hunters. However... it was to no avail. This man, this... Dominus. He was abnormal! Black's blade never even touched him before-- *RIP!* a bloody scar tore across the left side of Black's body and he was sent stumbling to the ground. His comrade attacked and quickly-- was dispatched with an arm through his chest.
Black began to lose control and his oath transformed him. His body began to turn black, horns expanded from his skull, his eyes pure red but before he could continue... A Seal. Centered upon his chest and in that moment blood black as the void spat from his chest and onto the ground. Black screamed in pain, rolling across it. HOW!? he screamed within the confines of his own mind. How did this... man... defeat me so easily? The thrill of the hunt was gone, this was now a slaughter. Black grasped his blade and prepared. He may die, but he would not so easily give up. But before he could stand.. a palm blocked his sight.
"You wish to hunt strong fighters?" Dominus had spoken. "You will find none stronger, save me, then those that will seek me out. You my friend are strong. I am in need of a general. Someone to kill in my name. Join me... and blood enough to fill the oceans will seek you out for the sake of ending their lives."
Little choice was left to Black now. Had he fought, he would die. Never the thrill to hunt again. Had he joined, many would come and more prey could be found, perhaps one even stronger. He knew the hunt for Dominus was not yet over but, was willing to put it on pause. He accepted.