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Fae Wild (A RP with myself and Fetzen)

@Eviledd1984
Even before Xavier handed him his writing, Madawc began to understand. Apparently this young man shared the fate of being mute. When he grabbed the parchment out of Xavier's hand and read it, it would've been a bit of an understatement to call him 'astonished': He was shocked. How the hell could he have discovered this in no time at all ?

Madawc's thoughts were raging in his mind: Fleeing was quickly ruled out of the equation - he'd never be on his horse quickly enough and with his weight it wouldn't be as fast as Xavier's. But if that young man had negative intents towards him, why would he've opted for basically giving him a clear warning ? The situation was confusing for him.

He lacked the means of writing his answer on the parchment, but it was likely that the young man was only mute and not deaf as well. So the demon-man answered by speaking: "Things do happen. I don't plan on doing bad things, so remain calm." Well... 'stealing' from the remains of battlefields was nothing he considered bad.

The Moonlit Order (Interest Check)

I'm definitely interested.

Fae Wild (A RP with myself and Fetzen)

@Eviledd1984
Madawc was surprised. He hadn't expected someone wearing such unusual gear and riding such an expensive horse being so young and look the way Xavier did look like. When he just kept moaning, the demon-man raised an eyebrow. This guy was strange... but he seemed to indicate something to him.

He didn't turn around his head directly as this would had given the yet pretty unknown man a perfect opportunity to backstab him. Instead, he made a couple of sidesteps so he could see both Xavier and the point that was right behind his former position.

Fae Wild (A RP with myself and Fetzen)

@Eviledd1984
Oh damnit... Not only had that man noticed him, he didn't even care about taking off his intimidating helmet so one could see his face.
"What is it ?" Madawc had to pause his speech from time to time as he still was breathing heaviliy from the exertion. "Would you please take off your helmet and start talking ? I'm not someone who deserves to be intimdated, and it likely won't work anyway."

Madawc knew that what he was saying was bold. Very bold. The man-demon took a bit of a defensive stance, crossing his enormous arms in front of his breast and staring at where he could just assume Xavier's eyes were located at.

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@FallenTrinity@EurmalEye
Harald reversed a few steps in a quick succession. If that dragon lost control of himself... or that other guy that circled around it at tremendous speed... Then, having assured himself that apparently none of the two wanted to harm him, he started to speak. His voice was somewhat distorted as he used his lion's body and head for it. The clarity of his intended sarcastic undertone did suffer from it. "Chimera ? I consider myself being a walking mineral deposit." He used one of his claws to gently knock at the strange substance that was coming out of his head, arms and feet. "Fascinating, isn't it ? I'm Harald. I think 'splice' is the correct term for what I appear to be, but I'm offering you to call it 'scientific disaster' if you want to."

Perhaps he should just do the transformation. But he knew it was a rather disgusting process that would wedge an embarrassing pause into their conversation.

Fae Wild (A RP with myself and Fetzen)

Heavy impacts could be heard from quite a distance, coming out of the dense forest. Attacking random and innocent persons just for training purposes was something even a demonically infested man didn't do that often - for multiple reasons. Hitting an immobile object that could take the beating was sufficient for keeping the muscles he'd gained and working on his stamina. It had suffered a bit over the course of the last months as Madawc had kept eating more than he probably should. He actually wondered if there was something his 'friend' had not told him yet about the later stages of their merger.

He didn't see Xavier coming. In fact he just had not reckoned that someone could use this dirty road while he was training here. He had considered this place to be far away from the main routes and the probability of being discovered negligible. When he finally noticed his error, it was too late to escape the soldier and his impressive mount. Madawc positioned himself along the wayside and made a greeting gesture. In his mind however he hoped that Xavier would just not care much about him. If this was a feasible hope - he didn't know. The demon-man was still wearing the entirety of his armor as this had been part of his training.

Spells in the Dark (18+ For dark and suggestive themes)

You're Scotty, remember ? Just invent the sonic shower!

Spells in the Dark (18+ For dark and suggestive themes)

@SunsetRoses
Gonna go to bed now. As soon as I feel confident enough that it doesn't contain any hideous bugs you (and anyone else who's interested) can have it. It's Python, so it's open source anyway :)

Spells in the Dark (18+ For dark and suggestive themes)

@Ellion Hi there!

@SunsetRoses
My automatic speech coloration / autosave tool is ready and I'm subjecting it to some tests at the moment.

Fae Wild (A RP with myself and Fetzen)

Name

Madawc Trellnik

Race

Human-demon hybrid

Age

27

Bio

Madawc was born and raised in the outskirts of the capital city of Meche. His parents, just like himself, were perfectly ordinary humans working on a small private farm to make their own living and earn a bit of extra money by selling fruits and crops. That was until Madawc, being a very fit, exceptionally strong young boy, was drafted to serve the army of Meche. As the world is prone to descend into carnage, there was not enough time to give his unit a fully fledged training. They were pressed into battle long before its completion, the generals either being oblivious or, in a very malicious and ignorant way, very conscious about the fact that they were essentially using them as cannon fodder. It didn't take long for him to take an arrow's hit that normally would have been lethal.

However, a field covered with death sometimes does attract more than hungry scavengers. Some strange, incorporeal entity intruded his body as he was lying on the ground, the battle still going on around him. It was a demon, but it was not the way it is commonly told in horror stories: There was no hidden, epic and possibly eternal struggle between Madawc's mind and the demon's will, but they embraced each other as the demon had planned: You just have to offer the straw in the right moment. Not too soon, not too late. The demon did his best to temporarily seal his wounds and telling him what to do in order to get away.

After his recovery, Madawc soon found out how cunningly his new 'partner' had waited for the right moment, but it was too late for feeling angry. He was alive thanks to him. The demon also didn't make the mistake of being too fast too intrusive when it came to Madawc's thinking. They lived on together and merged slowly into one new entity, sharing the same, transformed body and both having their share out of the deal they made over time. Madawc did put considerable efforts into not allowing the information about his new true being getting public: He started hiding himself, becoming a kind of savage spending most of his time in the woods and only getting out when there was something to loot, be it food, alcohol or equipment.

Still, there are quite a few organizations that, via one way or the other, learned about his true being, and they would appreciate him getting caught: High commanders in the military of Escudo know about his existence and are eager to study him - perhaps there's something their magicians could learn from. The Red Dove would like to decapitate him outright for being what he is.

Personality

He's an introvert who doesn't like to tell much about himself, especially not the truth, as this could easily attract those who want to harm him. Yet he sees when it is futile to continue denying things and gives in without hesitation when he feels that this could be the better way to handle a situation. Despite halfway being a demon now, he rarely becomes really aggressive or malicious. He knows that he's strong in his own way and can make his stand, he doesn't need to tell that everybody by rampaging frequently as most people would initially judge him to do. He wants to enjoy live: over-eating, over-drinking, personal amusement.

Appearance

Madawc is very tall, featuring a body height that is quite far above average. If he's not wearing a helmet, he covers the visible parts of his skin with white and gray warpaint, as this hides his true complexion that is a mixture of dark red and blurred violet stains. His fingernails are strikingly pointed, reminiscent of small claws, but he tends to cover that as well. His hair is thick, black and relatively long. The eyes are a mixture of gray and a striking green. One doesn't have to look closely to see that he lacks quite a bit of discipline, resulting in a belly bulging about three inches over his girdle. On the other hand, he seems to be very fit, or at least noone can deny that he has a huge lot of muscular bulk: All in all, he weighs approximately 350 pounds.

Skills

From a soldier's or even knight's standpoint, Madawc is not really adept in any kind of weapon as his time as a soldier lies quite in the past and training was never really completed. He isn't very agile either. However he is strong, capable of wielding weapons and lifting things people normally can't with ease. His demonic traits allow him to hurl blasts of very hot air at his enemies that can throw people out of balance if they're not prepared and will cause hypothermia. More prolonged exposure can be lethal. However using this magic repeatedly in a short period of time does put strain on himself, too. Aside from that, he's a survivalist. He knows what herbs and mushrooms can be eaten and which not and how to set traps and prepare a meal in the wilderness.

Equipment

Basically everything in terms of armor and weapons is looted from fields of battle. He's using a two-handed hammer and wears a coat of mail with breast, back, shoulder and leg plates, completed by a helmet.