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Solmakall


Manners are... graah... Good.

Character Summary

Name: Solmakall
Aliases/Titles: Apex of Aleshera
Age: Unknown
Race/Species
Alesherain Demon
Gender
Male? He likes male pronouns so... let's go with that!
Languages
Can understand most languages, yet can only speak Abyssal fluently and English barely.

Appearance

Height: 10' 7''
Weight: 548 LBS
Body Type: Well muscled and built
Eye Color: Vibrant Red
Hair Color: Wisping Black Smoke
Skin Tone: Inky Black with Red Accents

Character psychology

Personality:
Solmakall, or Sol as he prefers to be called, is a big of a perplexing sort. Big, strong, durable, fast, lethal, vicious. All attributes that he qualifies for, yet his true personality is much different. He's curious, inquisitive, and all around generally kind when he isn't provoked. Like a bear looking at the landscape. Don't threaten him and he won't rip you limb from limb. In fact should you approach with kindness and warmth he's more than likely to return it in his own sense. Though it's mostly accented by his seemingly low intelligence. Not to fool anyone though he is quiet smart, just his smarts lie in the fields of survival, predatory nature, hunting, and tribal culture. So he's no fool by far, but he is a bit displaced given his current location. Still, why not make the best of it and learn about all these new sights and smells!
Habits:
Anywhere, Anytime - Being a full time badass and predator is exhausting! This in turn has given him the nasty habit of taking naps basically anywhere he wants, whenever he wants. Some times it's cute, others an inconvenience to those around him. Though mostly because nobody wants to be the one to wake the sleeping bear.
Shameless Curiousity - Much like a dog or inquisitive pet, he doesn't mind going or getting a little too close to people and places he probably shouldn't. Most of the time this is meant for learning about new things and is innocent, but it's still a tad rude. He just doesn't know that it's rude. He's used to open signs of attention.
Likes:
 - Napping
 - Ranging
 - Nice People
Dislikes:
 - Mean People
 - Vegetables
 - Bright Lights
 - Big Words
Skills

General Skills
 - Survivalist Training
 - Range Mastery
 - Foraging and Wild Craft
Combat skills
 - Supernatural Strength: Augmented by his semi-magical form and laced heavily with the Primal Darkness that fills his home world he's gifted with abnormally great strength.
 - Supernatural Durability: Much like his augmented strength his ability to take a hit is also further increased by the Primal Darkness of his home.
 - Expertise with Claws, Teeth, and Tail Combat: Who needs made weapons when you are a living weapon? Steel-like claws, teeth, and a whip like tail give him all the combat power he needs.
Magic skills
 - Darkness Manipulation: From his home world dwells the Primal Darkness. The all powerful source of the entire planet's life and strength. Some creatures of Aleshera can tap into this dark font and gain supernatural powers that come in the form of physical constructs. Often times used to augment attack with a sharper edge or greater strength. Shadowmancers of Aleshera have been known to bring forth more letahl effects. Yet Sol is a warrior and thus uses his power for damage.
 - Regenerative Abilities: While not Wolverine grade or anything he has the ability to heal from wounds that would normally be considered fatal. This still comes with debilitation and normally still takes days if not weeks to fully heal. But who else can recover from having an arm ripped off?

History

Background:
Born on the world of Aleshera, a world of complete darkness and death. The sun being blocked out by a dense asteroid field that follows a similar pattern with it's rotation, giving very little lit to the massive jungle world. It's sprawling, untamed wilderness a haven and breeding ground for all kinds of nasty monsters that lurk in the dark. In fact one may say that all the monsters of the multiverse go here to play. It is also the home to the Primal Darkness, a great and powerful force and lurks in the shadows. An endless font of energy both dark and malicious, evil and wicked. It's from this font however, that Solmakall, the Apex Shadow was born. Much like a furnace and factory churns out new inventions, the Primal Darkness churns out new nightmares. Solmakall was made to be the apex predator of the world. Something more fierce and deadly than the planet had ever known. Though no matter how much strength you funnel into a single being, it is useless without knowledge and curiosity. Seeking new ways to survive and thrive, to fight and grow.

It was with this new creation, the creation of knowledge, that turned Solmakall from the primal, instinctive, and savage nature of the rest of the creatures of Aleshera. For him it wasn't enough to just kill and devour those weaker than you. There was strength in both numbers and curiosity. He was the first to make a tribe, build other creatures to his culture and thus forge a new path on a primitive and vicious world. All while the Primal Darkness continued to churn out more that would soon join under Solmakall's banner. It was a new dawn for the planet of shadows, one led by the hunter who thought.

Time passed, though nobody could say how long. They had no need for keeping track or time nor was there an effective way to measure it yet. With no sun, no moon, and only twinkling light how could they tell the time? Besides they had much more important matters at hand. Building shelter with primal tools, forging for culture, and expanding as their numbers grew. This was the life of Solmakall and he enjoyed it. Each day passed and something new was learned, some new place was found, the world was becoming smaller and that in turn meant his tribe was on the path of becoming the strongest.

Yet as his tribe grew and expanded, further and further he never saw it's true shining might. An indecent happened, causing a rupture in the Primal Darkness and at it's center was Solmakall. As reality and the fabric there of tore asunder, he was taken from his home and displaced to a new world. Someplace new that he could have never dreamed about before. It was... bright. Painfully so. In fact it hurt his eyes to the point that he had to shield them. Basking his head in black smoke, to hide himself from the oppressive light.


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In Epic City: Starburst → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Sorry I haven't been around ya'll but as soon as I was looking to join you folks life came by and got all fussy and busy. I've had to fight that and with it for a minute now and it doesn't look like it's gonna slow down. I'm not exactly in the RP but I figured I'd let you all know that I won't be able to join. Sorry folks, have fun without me though!

In Epic City: Starburst → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@Regitnui I love that name... but naughtiness needs to change to nefariousness.

@thewizardguy I could easily see that happening. With some work I'll see about PMING you details so we can bring the NEW Love Muffin to the height of power, so that we may rule over the world with and iron fist... yet soft and moist interior...

Also sorry about being MIA for so long life was being a butt. But on a positive note the new IT movie is legit.

In Epic City: Starburst → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@thewizardguy I'd be good for that! Especially to make a sort of Coalition of Evil-Doers Against Goodie-Goodie Two-Shoes Heroes or CEDAGGTSH for short.

In Epic City: Starburst → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

I've got a few ideas ranging from basically Lex Luther, to Shadowmancer, to Corrupting Virus... type... guy. But either way it goes down I want to have something strong on my side to deal with all of these valiant heroes. Not in the sense of like... I'm an all powerful God. But liek expendable resources that heroes can fight and beat without me feeling like I'm spending vital things and I can't make much happen for a minute. Ya know?

In Epic City: Starburst → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Howdy ya'll. I saw your RP and liked the premise surrounding it. Similarly I recognize quiet a few of the names here. I also can see that the cast is quiet extensive, so I figured I'd ask if there are still open spaces for new guys? I do have a request though, may a be a villian with henchmen/a power that makes henchmen?

In ..::Ascension::.. .2 (High-Casual) → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Fenix "Blyze" Lyranis                                                         
Location: Vrondi Castle, aboard the Fotian Airship
Interacting With: @Rai

Fenix had a day, but what made it all better was the night that followed. The airship flew through the skies towards Vrondi Castle and on the way he had the fortune of meaning two lovely ladies by the names of Rena and Lorain and as luck would have it they took a bit of a liking to him. One perk of being a Fotian was the liberating freedom that the kingdom embraced and that includes the free act of love. With the flirtations going splendidly and the following acts going better yet he was treated to an active night with plenty of loud noises and quiet the mess to deal with in the morning as he opened his groggy eyes. To his right was Rena, the beautiful warrior woman who brought the same vigor she has in battle as in bed it would seem. Mostly due to the fact that he may have some claw marks on his back well into the coming week. Then turning to his left he say Lorain, the dexterous preforming who's flexibility shattered all realm of normal human reaches. The positions they had... no experience will ever be as adventurous.

Though as he looked at the beauties he made the mistake of looking at the time. The ship had landed and the royals were just beginning to make their escape to solid ground. That in turn meant he'd have to leave, though it would be such a shame to leave these blessings to the world of beauty without saying goodbye and so he remained in bed with them, curling around to Rena and running a hand down her naked frame, giving her neck a subtle kiss that had proven enough to stir her from sleep. "You wake my bedroom warrior..." He whispered out to her returning senses.

Though before long he was the victim of a foreign touch as Lorain had stirred as well, running her arms over his sore shoulders. "And you as well my champion..." she said at first, but looking to the clock she let out a sigh, "I wish you could stay... I want more..." She finished, running her soft and tender hands across his body.

"I know and I wish I could spend the rest of the week here, but I have an audience to meet." Fenix started to say, turning to face Lorain and return the exploratory favor. Though before long he had to rise from the bed, "I do hope to see the both of you among those crowds. In fact I'll be offended if you aren't there... Can you promise me that much?" He posed to the pair. Rena nodded and firmly gripped his hind end, again asserting a almost pathological need to assert some level of strength, but he kinda enjoyed that about her. Lorain on the other hand chimed up to say, "You have my word..."

From that point on he had gotten dressed in those damned layers given to him by the Fotian royals. So stuffy and constricting, but it was what he had to deal with when dealing with such crowds. Taking his peace from the beauties in his room he began to walk through the halls of the airship to the offloading stairs that let him set foot into a grand and beautiful castle that much like all the others he ran across on the way to here, was made to embody beauty. As great and true as the Fotian people and world is, it is still a great and wide world with such varied wonders.

Fenix had missed the first part of the meet which appeared to be just winding up some possible tensions as well as greetings and that was ok in his books. He was a racer and all this racial, political, and warring friction was a foreign and somewhat bothersome topic for him. Not that he couldn't follow it, just that he wasn't a fan of such underhanded actions. Why not settle things with simple tests of ability like running. Though as things wound down quiet quickly he looked to see the great gates of Castle Vrondi open up and reveal the interior hall that was to hold the host of guests. The music, the food, the architecture, the diversity, and of course the great diversity of women, were all wonderful things to his various senses. Treating himself to a few delicacies and indulging himself of the foreign culture he made his presence know around the hall, introducing himself to royals, nobles, and all the other attendants while also greeting those who recognized him at a glance. Many of whom were Fotians, but the championship title travels across the world, so many others from different kingdoms saw fit to let him join their royal parties. Funny how far a simple thing like a title goes.

At that stage the party had evolved from a simple gathering to a show as a woman dressed with scant leaves and vines that left nothing to the imagination did wonders with seeds and vines, turning the stage into a work of art in motion, not to mention showing off her own artistic body. Barely able to take his eyes off of Luxia he was only able to break contact when approached by a few individuals who recognized him. Though through it all he couldn't help but think constantly about his internal dislike for these stacked garments. And while it would be rude to spur a gift, he figured it wouldn't be so bad to shed at least the jacket and perhaps the vest... So in that moment he started to undress after taking to a less filled corner, in the hopes of not being mistaken for a male stripper. Leaving himself garbed in only his split vest, showing off his toned chest and arms to all onlookers, carrying his jacket under his left arm. Now this was his kind of place. Finally comfortable and still among all the wonders of a foreign gathering.

In The Shackled Relic → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

My heart breaks to know that this RP is heading out. But Much like Bubblegum I did enjoy the ride while it lasted. Maybe one day we can find another RP to play in again because you guys rock!

In Wrath of Darkness → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

It's official. This RP is on definite hiatus. Until further notice it's to be considered closed and inactive. It's been a ride everybody and I am glad to have played this far with you all!

In Wrath of Darkness → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Accepted Landaus. Glad to see you around, but I now need to think of how to get you IC. I think it would be best to just retcon that she was on the crew the entire time. Makes life easier.

In The Shackled Relic → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Ariah Acrana                                             

Ariah heard her words and it was in that moment he felt that spark nearby, tracing her light back to her soul, seeking out it's source. It was still hard and required a large portion of concentration, but at the end of the day he had his answer and a new found connection to her. She was... sweet. A little... something else and it wasn't all good, but the sweet and nice out shined what little bad she had trying to peak out.

When she turned around with a flourish and started to walk away he saw the style and grace she had and there was something there. The way she gestured him on and the way she walked, it drew his eyes to her hind end which in turn made him unconsciously nod in approval. After all she was HOT! Of course in his mind he'd show something of the matter, but who could blame him? Seeing a nice girl, with a body like that, and after making a gesture like she did. He was only Human after all!

Though regardless she was right, he followed her, perhaps looking at her hind end for a bit too long before snapping his attention back up to the back of her head. Picking up his pace again to walk alongside her, "I need to thank you again for this. I guess it shows how far I plan ahead, so... Well I'm glad you were hear to save me from a lonely life on this island." He said, trying to spark up some side conversation. After all if he was going to join her on the ride back to the mainland they had mind as well become friends right?

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Character Trove: [hider=Solmakall] [center] [h2][b][color=red]Solmakall[/color][/b][/h2] [img]https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/plantsvszombies/images/3/38/Shadow_Demon_2.jpeg/revision/latest?cb=20160419001513[/img] [b][color=red]Manners are... graah... Good.[/color][/b] [hr][hr] [h2][b]Character Summary[/b][/h2] [b][color=red]Name:[/color][/b] Solmakall [b][color=red]Aliases/Titles:[/color][/b] Apex of Aleshera [b][color=red]Age:[/color][/b] Unknown [b][color=red]Race/Species[/color][/b] Alesherain Demon [b][color=red]Gender[/color][/b] Male? He likes male pronouns so... let's go with that! [b][color=red]Languages[/color][/b] Can understand most languages, yet can only speak Abyssal fluently and English barely. [hr][hr] [h2][b]Appearance[/b][/h2] [b][color=red]Height:[/color][/b] 10' 7'' [b][color=red]Weight:[/color][/b] 548 LBS [b][color=red]Body Type:[/color][/b] Well muscled and built [b][color=red]Eye Color:[/color][/b] Vibrant Red [b][color=red]Hair Color:[/color][/b] Wisping Black Smoke [b][color=red]Skin Tone:[/color][/b] Inky Black with Red Accents [hr][hr] [h2][b]Character psychology[/b][/h2] [b][color=red]Personality:[/color][/b] Solmakall, or Sol as he prefers to be called, is a big of a perplexing sort. Big, strong, durable, fast, lethal, vicious. All attributes that he qualifies for, yet his true personality is much different. He's curious, inquisitive, and all around generally kind when he isn't provoked. Like a bear looking at the landscape. Don't threaten him and he won't rip you limb from limb. In fact should you approach with kindness and warmth he's more than likely to return it in his own sense. Though it's mostly accented by his seemingly low intelligence. Not to fool anyone though he is quiet smart, just his smarts lie in the fields of survival, predatory nature, hunting, and tribal culture. So he's no fool by far, but he is a bit displaced given his current location. Still, why not make the best of it and learn about all these new sights and smells! [b][color=red]Habits:[/color][/b] Anywhere, Anytime - Being a full time badass and predator is exhausting! This in turn has given him the nasty habit of taking naps basically anywhere he wants, whenever he wants. Some times it's cute, others an inconvenience to those around him. Though mostly because nobody wants to be the one to wake the sleeping bear. Shameless Curiousity - Much like a dog or inquisitive pet, he doesn't mind going or getting a little too close to people and places he probably shouldn't. Most of the time this is meant for learning about new things and is innocent, but it's still a tad rude. He just doesn't know that it's rude. He's used to open signs of attention. [b][color=red]Likes:[/color][/b] - Napping - Ranging - Nice People [b][color=red]Dislikes:[/color][/b] - Mean People - Vegetables - Bright Lights - Big Words [h2][b]Skills[/b][/h2] [b][color=red]General Skills[/color][/b] - Survivalist Training - Range Mastery - Foraging and Wild Craft [b][color=red]Combat skills[/color][/b] - Supernatural Strength: Augmented by his semi-magical form and laced heavily with the Primal Darkness that fills his home world he's gifted with abnormally great strength. - Supernatural Durability: Much like his augmented strength his ability to take a hit is also further increased by the Primal Darkness of his home. - Expertise with Claws, Teeth, and Tail Combat: Who needs made weapons when you are a living weapon? Steel-like claws, teeth, and a whip like tail give him all the combat power he needs. [b][color=red]Magic skills[/color][/b] - Darkness Manipulation: From his home world dwells the Primal Darkness. The all powerful source of the entire planet's life and strength. Some creatures of Aleshera can tap into this dark font and gain supernatural powers that come in the form of physical constructs. Often times used to augment attack with a sharper edge or greater strength. Shadowmancers of Aleshera have been known to bring forth more letahl effects. Yet Sol is a warrior and thus uses his power for damage. - Regenerative Abilities: While not Wolverine grade or anything he has the ability to heal from wounds that would normally be considered fatal. This still comes with debilitation and normally still takes days if not weeks to fully heal. But who else can recover from having an arm ripped off? [hr][hr] [h2][b]History[/b][/h2] [b][color=red]Background:[/color][/b] Born on the world of Aleshera, a world of complete darkness and death. The sun being blocked out by a dense asteroid field that follows a similar pattern with it's rotation, giving very little lit to the massive jungle world. It's sprawling, untamed wilderness a haven and breeding ground for all kinds of nasty monsters that lurk in the dark. In fact one may say that all the monsters of the multiverse go here to play. It is also the home to the Primal Darkness, a great and powerful force and lurks in the shadows. An endless font of energy both dark and malicious, evil and wicked. It's from this font however, that Solmakall, the Apex Shadow was born. Much like a furnace and factory churns out new inventions, the Primal Darkness churns out new nightmares. Solmakall was made to be the apex predator of the world. Something more fierce and deadly than the planet had ever known. Though no matter how much strength you funnel into a single being, it is useless without knowledge and curiosity. Seeking new ways to survive and thrive, to fight and grow. It was with this new creation, the creation of knowledge, that turned Solmakall from the primal, instinctive, and savage nature of the rest of the creatures of Aleshera. For him it wasn't enough to just kill and devour those weaker than you. There was strength in both numbers and curiosity. He was the first to make a tribe, build other creatures to his culture and thus forge a new path on a primitive and vicious world. All while the Primal Darkness continued to churn out more that would soon join under Solmakall's banner. It was a new dawn for the planet of shadows, one led by the hunter who thought. Time passed, though nobody could say how long. They had no need for keeping track or time nor was there an effective way to measure it yet. With no sun, no moon, and only twinkling light how could they tell the time? Besides they had much more important matters at hand. Building shelter with primal tools, forging for culture, and expanding as their numbers grew. This was the life of Solmakall and he enjoyed it. Each day passed and something new was learned, some new place was found, the world was becoming smaller and that in turn meant his tribe was on the path of becoming the strongest. Yet as his tribe grew and expanded, further and further he never saw it's true shining might. An indecent happened, causing a rupture in the Primal Darkness and at it's center was Solmakall. As reality and the fabric there of tore asunder, he was taken from his home and displaced to a new world. Someplace new that he could have never dreamed about before. It was... bright. Painfully so. In fact it hurt his eyes to the point that he had to shield them. Basking his head in black smoke, to hide himself from the oppressive light. [hr][hr] [b][color=red]Theme Song:[/color][/b] [youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V7OdI-b61qg[/youtube] [/center] [/hider]

<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Character Trove: <div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="Solmakall">Solmakall [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><div class="bb-center"><div class="bb-h2">Solmakall</div> <img src="https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/plantsvszombies/images/3/38/Shadow_Demon_2.jpeg/revision/latest?cb=20160419001513" /> Manners are... graah... Good. <hr class="bb-hr"><hr class="bb-hr"> <div class="bb-h2">Character Summary</div> Name: Solmakall Aliases/Titles: Apex of Aleshera Age: Unknown Race/Species Alesherain Demon Gender Male? He likes male pronouns so... let's go with that! Languages Can understand most languages, yet can only speak Abyssal fluently and English barely. <hr class="bb-hr"><hr class="bb-hr"> <div class="bb-h2">Appearance</div> Height: 10' 7'' Weight: 548 LBS Body Type: Well muscled and built Eye Color: Vibrant Red Hair Color: Wisping Black Smoke Skin Tone: Inky Black with Red Accents <hr class="bb-hr"><hr class="bb-hr"> <div class="bb-h2">Character psychology</div> Personality: Solmakall, or Sol as he prefers to be called, is a big of a perplexing sort. Big, strong, durable, fast, lethal, vicious. All attributes that he qualifies for, yet his true personality is much different. He's curious, inquisitive, and all around generally kind when he isn't provoked. Like a bear looking at the landscape. Don't threaten him and he won't rip you limb from limb. In fact should you approach with kindness and warmth he's more than likely to return it in his own sense. Though it's mostly accented by his seemingly low intelligence. Not to fool anyone though he is quiet smart, just his smarts lie in the fields of survival, predatory nature, hunting, and tribal culture. So he's no fool by far, but he is a bit displaced given his current location. Still, why not make the best of it and learn about all these new sights and smells! Habits: Anywhere, Anytime - Being a full time badass and predator is exhausting! This in turn has given him the nasty habit of taking naps basically anywhere he wants, whenever he wants. Some times it's cute, others an inconvenience to those around him. Though mostly because nobody wants to be the one to wake the sleeping bear. Shameless Curiousity - Much like a dog or inquisitive pet, he doesn't mind going or getting a little too close to people and places he probably shouldn't. Most of the time this is meant for learning about new things and is innocent, but it's still a tad rude. He just doesn't know that it's rude. He's used to open signs of attention. Likes: - Napping - Ranging - Nice People Dislikes: - Mean People - Vegetables - Bright Lights - Big Words <div class="bb-h2">Skills</div> General Skills - Survivalist Training - Range Mastery - Foraging and Wild Craft Combat skills - Supernatural Strength: Augmented by his semi-magical form and laced heavily with the Primal Darkness that fills his home world he's gifted with abnormally great strength. - Supernatural Durability: Much like his augmented strength his ability to take a hit is also further increased by the Primal Darkness of his home. - Expertise with Claws, Teeth, and Tail Combat: Who needs made weapons when you are a living weapon? Steel-like claws, teeth, and a whip like tail give him all the combat power he needs. Magic skills - Darkness Manipulation: From his home world dwells the Primal Darkness. The all powerful source of the entire planet's life and strength. Some creatures of Aleshera can tap into this dark font and gain supernatural powers that come in the form of physical constructs. Often times used to augment attack with a sharper edge or greater strength. Shadowmancers of Aleshera have been known to bring forth more letahl effects. Yet Sol is a warrior and thus uses his power for damage. - Regenerative Abilities: While not Wolverine grade or anything he has the ability to heal from wounds that would normally be considered fatal. This still comes with debilitation and normally still takes days if not weeks to fully heal. But who else can recover from having an arm ripped off? <hr class="bb-hr"><hr class="bb-hr"> <div class="bb-h2">History</div> Background: Born on the world of Aleshera, a world of complete darkness and death. The sun being blocked out by a dense asteroid field that follows a similar pattern with it's rotation, giving very little lit to the massive jungle world. It's sprawling, untamed wilderness a haven and breeding ground for all kinds of nasty monsters that lurk in the dark. In fact one may say that all the monsters of the multiverse go here to play. It is also the home to the Primal Darkness, a great and powerful force and lurks in the shadows. An endless font of energy both dark and malicious, evil and wicked. It's from this font however, that Solmakall, the Apex Shadow was born. Much like a furnace and factory churns out new inventions, the Primal Darkness churns out new nightmares. Solmakall was made to be the apex predator of the world. Something more fierce and deadly than the planet had ever known. Though no matter how much strength you funnel into a single being, it is useless without knowledge and curiosity. Seeking new ways to survive and thrive, to fight and grow. It was with this new creation, the creation of knowledge, that turned Solmakall from the primal, instinctive, and savage nature of the rest of the creatures of Aleshera. For him it wasn't enough to just kill and devour those weaker than you. There was strength in both numbers and curiosity. He was the first to make a tribe, build other creatures to his culture and thus forge a new path on a primitive and vicious world. All while the Primal Darkness continued to churn out more that would soon join under Solmakall's banner. It was a new dawn for the planet of shadows, one led by the hunter who thought. Time passed, though nobody could say how long. They had no need for keeping track or time nor was there an effective way to measure it yet. With no sun, no moon, and only twinkling light how could they tell the time? Besides they had much more important matters at hand. Building shelter with primal tools, forging for culture, and expanding as their numbers grew. This was the life of Solmakall and he enjoyed it. Each day passed and something new was learned, some new place was found, the world was becoming smaller and that in turn meant his tribe was on the path of becoming the strongest. Yet as his tribe grew and expanded, further and further he never saw it's true shining might. An indecent happened, causing a rupture in the Primal Darkness and at it's center was Solmakall. As reality and the fabric there of tore asunder, he was taken from his home and displaced to a new world. Someplace new that he could have never dreamed about before. It was... bright. Painfully so. In fact it hurt his eyes to the point that he had to shield them. Basking his head in black smoke, to hide himself from the oppressive light. <hr class="bb-hr"><hr class="bb-hr"> Theme Song: <iframe src="//youtube.com/embed/V7OdI-b61qg?theme=dark" frameborder="0" width="496" height="279" allowfullscreen></iframe></div></div></div></div>

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