Post by vensyn on Dec 31, 2011 21:48:42 GMT -5
Character's Full Name: Daxion
Character's Login Name: Daxion
Character's Species: "Dread Spawn" (Mutated human souled Dread Creature The species Dread Creature is (c) Senny/Disducibus Some info on a true one is here romai.webs.com/formidoniscreatura.htm) Note: Daxion is smaller, and in many ways far weaker that the 'real thing' Although he also has a few mild advantages in other areas.
Character's Age: He is uncertain of his exact age, but guesses he is roughly a century old, perhaps a bit more.
Physical Description:
True Form
It stood roughly three foot at the shoulder. Gaunt, almost skeletal, with long thin ears that were somewhat equine in nature. Leathery dark grey skin stretched over it's frame, long spines arching from it's back, that clacked and rattled when the creature was irritated or angry. It's mouth was filled with long sharp fangs set into powerful jaws. Silvery near white deep set eyes glowed with a supernatural light. It was to put things lightly.. hideous, monstrous looking, some sort of emaciated looking abomination. Stringy hair fell down over its slender neck and broad skull. Greyish, with an odd purple tinge. Lanky long legs were tipped with vicious black talons.. a long thin tail ended in a three inch long bladed tip.
Host Body
An adorable little fluffy white doggie, all of 10 inches at the shoulder, and roughly 9-10 lbs. Dark Grey eyes, that sometimes look more silvery, and a chocolate colored nose.
Magical items/Powers:
Dax cannot techincally 'die' If his host body dies, he's weakened, and somewhat formless, more spectre-like, until he can get another body. In his host form, he is still sense-able as some sort of supernatural being, although it's very muted.
He must feed of 'life force' to exist. If he doesn't he will weaken, and his host body will eventually die. He'll eventually fade out from this plane of existence, which is about as close to a 'death' as he can get. This however does take a good bit of time to occur.
His host form is a bit stronger, faster and more agile than whatever it would be like naturally. He certainly can't leap tall buildings in a single bound or anything crazy, but he seems pretty sturdy and spry for a little doggie.
Other Notes: Dax was, long ago a human and a rather good hearted well meaning one at that. It was not his choice to become what he is now. He refused to take a human host, and ended up settling for a small animal form.. As he isn't fueling the body of a larger creature or a human, he does not need to feed as much. Dax refuses to feed on humans.. and targets rats typically, and sometimes small woodland creatures if he is unable to hunt vermin. Here on the island, he was quite overjoyed that he can hunt as many chickens as he wishes. He typical can get by on 2 decent sized chickens a week, 3-4 to be at his 'best'
Sample RP Post: Daxion eased towards Haku slowly.. keeping low to the ground.. his tail tucked. "Mrruurggh?" The ugly skinny thing said, tilting its head to one side.. It reached one paw out, and careful to keep claws turned inwards and away, nudged his hand with the back of one paw. "Auurrru?" came the questioning sound. Damn this muzzle and mouthful of oversized teeth. Still seeming hesitant, streaked with some of Hellebore's blood, and perhaps some of its own.. it sat down, looking like some sort of unspeakably ugly short faced greyhound, and the long thin tail thumped against the ground, stirring up some dust.. ears flicking nervously. Friends?
Character's Login Name: Daxion
Character's Species: "Dread Spawn" (Mutated human souled Dread Creature The species Dread Creature is (c) Senny/Disducibus Some info on a true one is here romai.webs.com/formidoniscreatura.htm) Note: Daxion is smaller, and in many ways far weaker that the 'real thing' Although he also has a few mild advantages in other areas.
Character's Age: He is uncertain of his exact age, but guesses he is roughly a century old, perhaps a bit more.
Physical Description:
True Form
It stood roughly three foot at the shoulder. Gaunt, almost skeletal, with long thin ears that were somewhat equine in nature. Leathery dark grey skin stretched over it's frame, long spines arching from it's back, that clacked and rattled when the creature was irritated or angry. It's mouth was filled with long sharp fangs set into powerful jaws. Silvery near white deep set eyes glowed with a supernatural light. It was to put things lightly.. hideous, monstrous looking, some sort of emaciated looking abomination. Stringy hair fell down over its slender neck and broad skull. Greyish, with an odd purple tinge. Lanky long legs were tipped with vicious black talons.. a long thin tail ended in a three inch long bladed tip.
Host Body
An adorable little fluffy white doggie, all of 10 inches at the shoulder, and roughly 9-10 lbs. Dark Grey eyes, that sometimes look more silvery, and a chocolate colored nose.
Magical items/Powers:
Dax cannot techincally 'die' If his host body dies, he's weakened, and somewhat formless, more spectre-like, until he can get another body. In his host form, he is still sense-able as some sort of supernatural being, although it's very muted.
He must feed of 'life force' to exist. If he doesn't he will weaken, and his host body will eventually die. He'll eventually fade out from this plane of existence, which is about as close to a 'death' as he can get. This however does take a good bit of time to occur.
His host form is a bit stronger, faster and more agile than whatever it would be like naturally. He certainly can't leap tall buildings in a single bound or anything crazy, but he seems pretty sturdy and spry for a little doggie.
Other Notes: Dax was, long ago a human and a rather good hearted well meaning one at that. It was not his choice to become what he is now. He refused to take a human host, and ended up settling for a small animal form.. As he isn't fueling the body of a larger creature or a human, he does not need to feed as much. Dax refuses to feed on humans.. and targets rats typically, and sometimes small woodland creatures if he is unable to hunt vermin. Here on the island, he was quite overjoyed that he can hunt as many chickens as he wishes. He typical can get by on 2 decent sized chickens a week, 3-4 to be at his 'best'
Sample RP Post: Daxion eased towards Haku slowly.. keeping low to the ground.. his tail tucked. "Mrruurggh?" The ugly skinny thing said, tilting its head to one side.. It reached one paw out, and careful to keep claws turned inwards and away, nudged his hand with the back of one paw. "Auurrru?" came the questioning sound. Damn this muzzle and mouthful of oversized teeth. Still seeming hesitant, streaked with some of Hellebore's blood, and perhaps some of its own.. it sat down, looking like some sort of unspeakably ugly short faced greyhound, and the long thin tail thumped against the ground, stirring up some dust.. ears flicking nervously. Friends?
