[quote=@SepticGentleman] [@dragonmancer] Here's Nar's hero. Yig's will come later. [hider=Mariner Vorris][b]Name:[/b] Mariner Vorris [b]Age:[/b] 357 [b]Race:[/b] Human (for the most part) [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Description:[/b] Vorris is a tall, gaunt figure dressed in sullen rags and ropes, face concealed by a bundled cloth. His skin is a pale blue, covered in things like grooves and barnacles as a result of Nagargu’ul’s influence, and spending so much time underwater. He wears a very large, tough straw hat, normally meant to keep the sun out of his eyes when he’s on the surface, now covered in a tattered net and rough white coral. [b]Personality:[/b] Vorris is a silent, stalwart force. He possesses little in the way of hobbies, interests, or anything of the sort. He is simply an agent of Nahargu’ul’s will, and he considers himself nothing more than that. The man he once was, he has done his best to forget. [b]Backstory:[/b] Long ago, back before the Cataclysm and the Silence, Vorris was a pirate and a slaver. He was second in command to one of the most ruthless captains of that time, a man known only as Argyle. He was as he is today - quiet, steadfast, and not easily overpowered. By many, he was seen as nothing short of a heartless criminal, but something changed his thoughts as time went on. He began to regret the atrocities he’d committed, the riches he’d helped pilfer, and the people he’d helped oppressed. All the while, he clung to his faith in Nahargu’ul, which he believed was what kept him safe for so long. He wanted for little, always throwing his share of any haul overboard to appease the sea God, much to Argyle’s displeasure. Eventually, tension between the captain and his first mate reached a boiling point. Vorris didn’t just want out, he wanted the rest of the crew to give up their criminal lives as well, before they met their deaths out in the waters. No one sides with him, rather supporting Argyle on the basis that they’d yet to fail thus far. But in truth, Nahargu’ul was testing them, and at that precise moment, poised and ready to strike. With Vorris tied to an anchor and positioned to be thrown off the ship, Nahargu’ul himself reached from the depths and grabbed the vessel with on hand, crushing it. Vorris, Argyle, and the rest of the crew drifted down to the bottom of the ocean. But Nahargu’ul appeared before Vorris and offered him an ultimatum - [i]“Become my champion, and live to serve me. Refuse, and die with your kin, and your regrets.”[/i] It’s fairly clear what choice Vorris made. All his loyalty to Argyle vanished in that moment, and he was given breath. He was reborn in a watery trench, and molded into a weapon against his former fellows. He became the torrent which brought pirate vessels down into the depths. He claimed dominance over the leviathans of the worldly waters, as well as the waters themselves. Merfolk praised him as a hero to their kind, quashing any trace of pollution that would violate their livelihood. And after not too long a time, he became content with it all. When the Cataclysm struck, Vorris was set to protect his and his God’s realm. He clashed against the corrupted creatures, and fended off the unrelenting waves to the best of his given abilities. When the conflict ended and the Silence was put in place, he settled to wait for the day Nahargu’ul would beckon him once more. Eventually, years passed, and he went into a deep slumber far below the surface of the ocean, encrusted in preservative coral, never disturbed until two-hundred long, quiet years later. [b]Motivation:[/b] Vorris has no definitive goal. He is simply fitted to do what his God commands, and if no command is given, then he will either rest on the rocks, or go about patrolling the ocean for ne’er-do-wells. [b]Equipment:[/b] Vorris wields a catch pole, now a relic from his criminal days. It has been warped into a shell-encrusted icon of a weapon, sturdy and jagged enough to go up against even the mightiest renegade krakens, and even a fair few of the creatures found on the mainland. [b]Magic:[/b] Vorris, through the myriad gifts granted to him by Nahargu’ul, is capable of the following - breathing underwater, fast and agile swimming, sensing vibrations, seeing in the dark of the depths, commanding the creatures of the sea to do his bidding, and controlling water in great volumes to his every whim.[/hider] [/quote] Another good Hero for the cthulu davy-jones god minus the madness, accepted.