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| Gender | Male | |
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| Age | ??? | |
| Status | No Answer | |
| Alias | lord_kerr_delucriard | |
| Gamescape | Yahoo! | |
| Location | Underworlds | |
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ELVIN FORM Height – 6’3 Weight – 190 1bs Eyes – Sapphire Blue Hair – Past the Shoulder Black Skin – Dark Tan Build – Muscular The Lord De’ certainly manages to live up to his title in stature. He holds himself regally, and with a noticeably formidable strength. His eyes often reflect a sharp intellect behind the bright orbs, almost unearthly. He looks to be in his later 30’s but his age is well unknown by any. He has held various offices in many palaces and kingdoms, as well as led many armies while in those various offices. The sharp, handsome features of his face and clean cuts of muscle cause him to be able to sway any feminine creature easily in and out of the courts for whatever purpose he might need. And although many sexual scandals are at first placed upon his person, sooner or later the various ladies’ testaments prove him to be blameless in such acts. His reputation precedes him as being untouchable by desire or feminine wiles. Overall – A cunning Lord, strong warrior, and influential. __________________________________________________________________ INCUBUS FORM Height – 6’7 Weight – 240 lbs Eyes – Red Hair – None Skin – Dark Tan Build – Overly-Muscular Horns – Long curling back over the head. Black. Wings – Black Tail – 6 ft solid muscle, black spikes at the end Kerr’s incubus form is far past his Elvin formidableness. His height and muscle structure grows, as well as wings, tail, horns, and claws form. Where he can and does use Elvin magic, as an Incubus he has many powers of Hades and is quite strong in the fire element. He can also command darkness. In this demon form he can remain invisible if chosen until times of committing the acts which an Incubus are renowned for. This of course, for the most part is of no concern. The ladies very rarely awaken, and if one happens to, his form, especially in the dark is so altered from his Elvin form, no one to this day has ever made the connection. His invisibility can only be given away by the set of red eyes which remain visible, unless closed of course. Though invisible, his presence can be felt in a 6th sense, and noticed if for example he were to sit on a sofa.. the cushion would sink. In this form his tongue is that of a red and black snake, and the breath from his nostrils is ice cold, while that of his mouth is flaming hot. In this form he may travel between earthly worlds and that of the underworld at will. Overall – deadly, horrific, beyond formidable. |
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| Additional Information | Incubus From the Latin incubus, or ‘nightmare’ and incubare, ‘to lie upon,’ this term refers to demons which come in the night to fornicate with unprotected women. I do not know if the Incubus is a specific breed of demon, or if ‘incubus’ is rather a role that a variety of demons may play. So much of what is written about ‘demons’ is slanted toward a purely dogmatic perspective that the accumulation of solid facts is difficult at best. What little is known about the Incubus comes from the victims of these foul creatures. The victim of the Incubus rarely awakens during the experience, but she will most likely have a dream about the encounter. Women who do not practice proper modesty and decorum are especially prone to attacks by this creature, as are unwed women, since the demon is reluctant or unable to approach a woman while her husband is near. The Incubus is seldom known to have killed its victims, but the heinous crime it perpetrates upon the fairer sex is enough to make one’s blood boil. To avoid this terrible fate, modesty and marriage should be a lady’s watchwords, and constant vigilance should be the husband’s. Should the victim of an Incubus bear a child from the unholy union, the child will most likely possess supernatural powers of some variety. Some accounts hold that the wizard Merlin was born of such a creature, though as this knowledge comes to me only second- or third-hand, I cannot vouch for its accuracy. |
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ULT: Canteon "Ever come home and discover that your home had been turned into a potato... an asteroid potato. That is as big as a flake of dust in space, surrounded by a humungous uber-galaxy. Well in case the answer is no... don't try it! It's not alot of fun... because that potato is hundreds of light years in size... and mutated couch monsters are scary! Really SCARY!!! Welcome to the reality or realm known as Canteon. Home to the Underground Library & Tavern... where brownies build mechs, mages contemplate boiling their eyes, and a society of Telorians are attempting to keep the gods out of their buisness. Only well they keep turning into gods themselves. " |
07 December 2004 |
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Shevard Slane "Shevard Slane is a hardy, middle-sized town upon the Wistren continent of Brapel. The northern regions of this already cold and very stormy planet require a tougher kind of folk like those one will find here. Superstitions, and stories of rumors, are what keep the good people of Shevard Slane entertained for 8 months of winter every year. Most of the roads are still dirt, though cobblestone would be easily obtained. However stone covered in ice is much more hazardous than earth, thus the town looks more rustic than it truly is. From the baker’s to the weapon’s store, you’ll soon find this to be a very up to date place. Once a rare short spring hits every year, there is a massive festival that takes up the entire town, and most on the ‘Leftmost' continent and even some from the others travel just to see it. A word of caution however… This area is not just boring snow and a large extravaganza once a year. Surprisingly for a town of people so accustomed to throwing an all continent fair, you’ll find much fear and doubt towards everything form the ordinary the rest of the year. It’s as if once the festival is over… it’s back to another 11 months of disbelief to anything even slightly strange. Stranger still, most travelers don’t find their way into Shevard Slane, unless they are ordinary humans. If anything, they find their way to the Black Pearl Tavern & Shoppe, which is just a one hour north westerly ride from the town. Even further to the North West, another two hours or so, if one is lucky enough, they will stumble upon Shadder Flaurn. A small little community of witches huddled away in the woods against the mountains. Within just this tiny pocket of the world, there is already much to explore and discover. Who knows what the rest of Brapel may have in store for you and your companions!" |
20 August 2009 |