[b][color=00aeef]OEᗪIᑭᑌᔕ ᑫYᑌᑎ-The Fated[/color][/b] [i]"Hath any decision been truly ours?[/i] A P P E A R A N C E _________________________________________________________ Standing short amongst his brothers at 9ft, the Fated Lord is marked with the same perfection nevertheless. Waist length snow colored hair surrounds an androgynous face pale as jade. Piercing gold eyes lies hidden behind a decorative blindfold of white porcelain marbled with ever sapphire patterns. Unusual for one such as he, Oedipus favors an ancient terran formal dress black and red in tone adorned with silver ornamentation accompanied with a purple half cape. At his bound to the primarch by thin adamantine chains are his twin relics -[b]Proteus[/b]:Signature weapon of the Fated,a small metallic cylinder fitting snugly in one’s oversized hands, bound to his waist. A relic from the dark days, it is a formless thing, a mass of dark fluid capable of taking almost any shape, be it a lance, a dagger, a hammer, a scythe or a thing called “spork” for eating. These transformations seem random yet always appear at opportune timing almost as if it is sentient in some sense. -[b]Apollo[/b]:a portable device chained to Oedipus’ coat pocket or located within his armor’s vambrace in battle. A flat thing with a flip-out screen and two small buttons of unknown origins. Each press of the button plays a small animation of shuffling cards before displaying a simple message in bright cyan text. Varying greatly in meaning, originally it had simply displayed benign and frankly amusing instructions of trivia and messaging. Yet prolonged use by the XIIth lord has caused a seeming distortion in its contents with messages growing increasingly specific and dark. Thus theorized to be psi active. Striding into action like a whirlwind of violence, Oedipus clads himself in a silvery adamantine battleplate polished to a mirror sheen. No detailing of any sort marr its purity, neither the thunder of unity nor symbols of legion. Even its helmet is devoid of traditional features such as eye lenses or vox grille,rather presenting a simple reflective adamantine plate adorned with a large azure oculus surrounded by spiral hexagrammatic script aiding in divination. D E T A I L S _________________________________________________________ Legion Name: XII-Void Seekers Homeworld: Vallonis Once a prosperous jewel before the long night, home to inconceivable technological marvels symbol of mankind's mastery over all things, now a world shrouded in perpetual darkness stalked through by creatures of shadow and smoke. Whatever remains of humanity has long since degraded to techno-barbarian hood. Subsisting in shelters under illumination by vast floodlights least the darkness claim them whole. Psyker Grade: Beta C O N C E P T ________________________________________________________________________________________ Essence Conceptualized as the Emperor’s champion, His dauntless vanguard and guardian to mankind’s realm. Gifted with immense foresight to respond preemptively to any and all threats An undying paragon of martial virtue, first to any battle, honored in his duties until the end of days. A man utterly ravaged since birth by his gifts to the point of insanity, until surrendering themselves to fate. Doomed to know before acting, destined to be hated by his sons, unable to even die. Irrational and rational,ever changing never static. Miserably weeping one moment, manically laughing the next. He may save someone from death just to crush them underfoot. All according to the oracles of fate. [b]Skills[/b] [u][b]Perpetual[/b][/u]-A manifestation of his lineage as Oedipus is unable to die from any material attacks or less than cataclysmic empiric ones. Always returning after some time, even should his body be completely atomized. [u][b]Gift of Foresight[/b][/u]-A gift most heaven defying also a curse most vicious. The lord of the XIIth’s visions has been his constant companion since infancy, showing him the result of futures far and close. Sometimes growing so strong as to superpose the present, other times reduced to simply knowing what others will say/act or a vague impulse to do a certain deed yet never silent, never absent. Even in the quietest moments, this gift remains his eternal companion. [u][b] Martial Paragon [/b][/u]-Genetically engineered as such, Oedipus stands above even fellow primarchs in his “skills” at arms, be it ranged or melee despite never needing to train or being ordained to by fate. The enlightened one is equally proficient in all weapons of mankind. Only faltering slightly when faced with the truly esoteric yet rapidly adapting all the same. [b] Legion Concept:[/b] The Void Seekers-The XIIth Legion specialized by small squad operations, subterfuge, sabotage, infiltration, espionage and assassinations. Rarely engaging in direct fashion, preferring to wear down their foes until they break without fighting. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________