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 Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2015 7:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2015 8:09 pm
↘ xxxx Tenbern Neroot xxxx ↙ |_________________________________________________| ↣ Nucking Futz Vampire ↤ 
"This is a lovely party! I wish I was here!"
I have been around for 1967 years.
I am a Vampire and affiliated with Malandaia
I am on team two as a player. My job is sowing all the entropy.
I am Male!
I am interested in figuring out what this question means!
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¯ ¯ ↘ Weapons? What a strange concept. If I used a sharp stick to hit you then the red liquid within would be on the ground. Today isn't dirt soup day is it? Maybe it is! Oh no, it is! I'll get them yesterday! ((Tenbern Mostly Uses his Claws and Fangs))
I used my hand toes mostly for attacking! See! They are long and sharp and they make swiss cheese even swissier! Just ask any armored knight! YOU CAN'T I TRIED!. ((Again, His Hands and Claws))
I can move really fast! So fast its like I slurp up the speed of everyone else, you all seem like you're moving in....SAP! YEAH SAP! I can move so fast that if you blink one and a half times you would think I did a super fast moonwalk and I'd be somewhere else! Anywhere Else! EVERYWHERE ELSE! ((He can do what all vampires can do and move fast enough that it seems like he is teleporting.))
Beyond the poof poof and the slishy slashy goodness of red rain spewing glory! HAHA!! I cause beautifully ordered discord and entropy on the battlefield! With a wave of my pointy beauteous claws and trees will randomly fall, bowstrings snap, swords get caught in their sheathes and sometimes people do things that are wildly unpredictable as the ordered chaos digs into others' minds! YAY HAHAHAHAHA! ((He can use Entropy/Chaos Magic that causes bad things to happen and people begin doing irrational things. Bowstrings snap, swords get caught in sheathes, that previously stable tree mysteriously falls over for no apparent reason etc.))
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¯ ¯ ↘ Can't you tell? I'm the best around at doing what the worst of people work against which means I....uh...where was I going with this? Who are you? OH RIGHT! Can't you tell I have the most beautiful of minds? My brain runs as a labyrinth, try reading it I DARE YOU!! You'd get sucked into an endless maze of who, what, where and why! Up is left and left means tomato! Why? Because my rationale is irrationale! I make sense of the things that do not exist to make sense of I get my information straight from the ears of the wind. ((This whole paragraph was to tell you he is insane.))
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¯ ¯ ↘ My story? Let me get some actual wits together....Ahem.
It wasn't a hard life nearly two thousand years ago, in fact life was sweet even. Humans hadn't become horribly destructive creatures that tore down forests and build sprawling cities. We were small village folk. Minding our own business and working with nymphs and the ancient dryads. In our village we had a single rule: Do not go up the eastern most hill while the moon is full in the winter months. During the winter the nights were longer than the days and it was incredibly cold...so...cold.
Anyway, I, being a warrior and having heard the stories of the white skinned man who feasts on men and women who travel the hill, decided to make my way out precisely on the full moon up the hill armed with several wooden throwing spears. When I reached the top i could see what I thought was the entire world, as far as the moonlight assisted eye could see. In my distracted state of awe I felt the fastest gust of wind I had ever felt in my life. In a mere instant I could feel something sharp nearly sinking into my neck before I turned and thrust a spear into the creatures belly. With a sharp hiss and then...the most terrifying laugh you could ever imagine. The man started telling me all these....things....things that at the time made absolutely no sense. Not until after I turned did I truly comprehend what he was telling me.
He went off about how one day he knew he would find the moonlit wandering warrior, the one with the spear that could rend immortal flesh and sever immortal ties to the waking world. How he had driven everyone into the worm filled abyss in order to save his undying heart.
In an instant he was mere inches from me and he had his wrist slit and bleeding into my agape mouth which he was holding open with his other hand. Claiming he would live on through me and how the madman's insight would continue to flood the world. I almost choked on the vile liquid, it tasted like ash in my mouth and it nearly burned as it ran down my throat. Instinctively I thrust another spear into the creatures chest. It coughed up its vile black blood all over my face and then it proceeded to slash me down the torso. The creature nearly turned blackened and cackled devilishly spewing things that I now recognize as praise for being exactly what his mad prophecy foretold.
He laughed at me, until his laugh slowed to a hiss, he congratulated me for joining the night. It wasn't long until I myself bled to death...and awoke not too long afterward. My slash marks had turned to scars and the body of the vampire had faded to dust, leaving merely a skeleton in its place. I was starving. I made my way back to my village and told them of how i slew the beast and they could go find the bones upon the hill. Immediately the elders sought to banish me, I was tainted they said. They got the other warriors, and there were few, to drive me out. The warriors were swiftly dealt with with a strength and speed I never knew I had.
Once they were dead I was driven to penetrate their skin with elongated fangs i had thought were a blessing from our gods for slaying the beast. I drank from them and felt....revived...but my mind it started feeling faded...chaotic. I felt maddened.
Taking shelter from the sun, which burned me to the touch, I systematically hunted down each member of that village and fed upon them. Over the years I hunted at night, hid or dug underground during the day. My madness got worse and 1900 years later here I am. Malandaia accepted me as my madness has led me not to pursue the dark deeds that other vampires sought. I turned away from darkness and mere murder, I became one who provided services and the occasional mad insight during the night time hours. I had a regulated feeding schedule for people that were healthy enough to offer themselves.
I used to be a monster and in my time in the wilds I sought the advice of dryads and nymphs on what was real and what was mad, I wasn't all monster merely forced to be one. I'm a leech that will became symbiotic to society and that is what I have done. The chaotic magic I possess is a gift of the years, gaining power and even taking the memories of several mages, sorcerer and witches. Those were the dark days and now I am attempting to be a reformed mad man.
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¯ ¯ ↘ Tournaments, That is how Malandaia decides. Originally they were opposed to me joining at all, concerned about having to set up a match during dusk hours. But I told them I would be willing to participate before the pitch black night and would even be open to the arena being completely lit. They accepted and I was challenged like all the others. My opponents did not expect a vampire who could move faster than perception and they certainly did not expect their bows, magics and running to go awry. I got to watch more mages and witches have their spells backfire in their faces than I should have. It was certainly pleasing to the crowd. I went through and beat people and swore my fealty to my team. My job will be sowing chaos and dissent among the enemy ranks as well as setting up a special surprise for our team to be used later in the game. I'm not special....simply a madman who will live forever. ((He won by making everyone basically beat themselves))
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2015 2:13 pm
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