Kangutso

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Reoth

On the Hunt(D2)
@Zeroth

Reoth glanced up at the noise of buzzing wings and shrill chitters, just in to to see another pixie essentially trying to dive kick him. Once it had closed him, despite being irritated he recognized that his assaulter had very similar features to the pixie he had killed. Instead of defending himself properly by catching and biting the pixie out of the air, Reoth chose a different option.

Waiting until it would be too late for the pixie to change its mind, Reoth would move sideways to the left to dodge it. And instead of letting it impact the ground he would twist and swing his head in an attempt to knock it out from either the immediate impact ot the or after the pixie hit whatever it was sent into.

Whether he was successful or not, Reoth would say, "Sorry..." before continuing on until he spot what looked to be another lizard fighting two... goblins? Yep, those were goblins. And just a short ways away was another lizard running away with a strap trailing behind it. Piecing together that maybe the one lizard was trying to free the other, he opted to help his fellow lizard. He'd dart closer before firing Poison Spit at the center mass of the unarmed goblin, intending to give it something else to worry about at least, and therefore distracting it from the closer lizard.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Reoth

On the Hunt(D2)
@Zeroth

Reoth held his kill in his maw, somewhat satisfied to have caught a larger meal as he carried it under an overhanging rock. As he drops it on the ground and looks at it, the appearance of the mangled body disturbed him. Then a ache ripped through his skull as the full weight of his memories and his... afterlife, rushed forth.

With as much as a horrified expression that could be accomplished with his reptilian face Reoth looked down at his 'prey'. It looked too... human, and for all he knew he could've just killed someone who was like himself, a reincarnate. Then the screams, the crying as the little thing's life was coming to an end. He had now doubt that the pixie was crying for its life, even though the blood covered any signs of tears.

As much as his stomach wanted it, he could not bring himself to eat it now. Slowly, he backed away from the corpse, unable to bare being there and seeing it. With one last, reluctant look he turned sharply and took off, maintaining what cover he could. He would never again hurt such a creature, another pixie, again unless it attacked him first.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Reoth

On the Hunt(D2)
@Zeroth

Reoth's shot struck true, hitting the pixie square in the back and weighing its wings down enough to force it to land. For some reason, though, he felt as though his attack didn't quite do all it could. Despite that thought, he began coming out from the rock to attack the little thing, only for it to notice him and start running as fast as its little legs could carry it.

However, with his spit still weighing it down, the pixie was slow. As soon as it started running, Reoth used a large rock behind him to propel himself forward with some extra starting speed. Dashing as fast as he could, he quickly made the distance between him and his prey. When close enough, he'd pull his head back a bit before snapping it forward, head tilted sideways with mouth agape. His intent was to snap his mouth shut on the pixie, the plan being to immediately kill it or at least catch it between his teeth.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Reoth

@Zeroth

Indeed, as Reoth hunted he knew very well his white scales made him easy to spot for many. It was due to this knowledge that he knew he had to move quietly, and quickly. He would dart from rock to rock as quickly and quietly as he could in order to keep from being in the open for longer than needed, or very long at all. Right now, speed and silence were his best friends when traveling.

It was as he darted into a cluster of stones that he picked up on a different buzzing sound from the usual insects. Following the noise cautiously, he would soon peek out around a rock to spot a pixie flitting through the air. It seemed to get closer, however, the little thing seemed to be paying very little attention below it, and therefore had yet to notice him.

This was Reoth's first chance at a real meal for the day, and he knew that he might not catch it if he alerted now. So he would wait, until it was close enough for him to be less likely to miss. Then somewhat instinctively, he opened his mouth and shot poison spit out at it, aiming for its back where its wings connected. A little surprised that he could do that, but maintaining sight on the creature to see if he hit.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

@Zeroth

First Week

From the moment he was out of the egg, the tiny pale lizard scurried off into cover like its siblings, immediately beginning a new life. The first meal was an unfortunate cricket, the last of the first day came to be a small centipede. Then the second day passed much the same, a somewhat bigger white lizard crawling from rock to rock, nearly being discovered by a large rat was the most eventful thing to happen. Day three, his length was now as long as a man's forearm, and he found it increasingly difficult to keep hidden from larger predators. However, no incidents occurred as he devoured several more insects.

Then came day four, and the closest call he'd had yet. He had just caught a large bug that was munching on something green when a large mass of fur just missed him as it attacked. The lizard immediately took off, darting from rock to rock as it was chased by it's would-be predator. The day ended with him hiding in a crevice, using the light gray scales on his back as camouflage among the rocks.

Days five and six were much more cautious, only leaving cover to grab food before returning to a hiding spot. Finally day seven saw to the lizard laying eyes on its aggressor from before as it pounced upon an unsuspecting lizard younger than he, the rat seemed blind in one eye, with a scar going across it, and it seemed to be missing a bit of its tail. The rest of the day passed without trouble, only being somewhat sated by the insects that were its food for so much of its life so far.

Day of Awareness

Autopilot, that was the best way to describe the first week of his new life in this body. Most of it was now a blur in his mind, only the most dramatic events remained clear. Now he woke up with a reflexive yawn, something carried over from his past life, and the now fully grown white lizard stepped out of his cover. Now that he had his full wits about him, it was time to explore this cave, and see just where he was in this new life.

First up, food. It was time for him to hunt for something other than bugs to eat, as he knew that insects would no longer be enough to sate his hunger. Well, unless he ate a lot of them.

(Reoth is now hunting for some food.)

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Reoth

Name: Reothadh 'Reoth'

Theme: N/A

Gender: Male

Species: Fanged Lizard

Appearance:
Reoth is fairly unique, well, pretty unique specimen. With the majority of his scales being white, and the only other color being light gray, he stands out from other Fanged Lizards. His light gray scales start from atop his head and travel down his back to the tip of his tail in a wavy strip pattern. Aside from color, he has a little bit of a longer neck by an inch or two. Finally, he has a pair of icy light blue eyes.

Goals:
Perhaps to explore the world, or see the Demon King who brought him here for answers. He doesn't know enough about the world he lives in now to have any goals set in stone.

Past Life:
In his past life, Reoth was a normal guy by the name of Damian. Damian had an ok upbringing, never really causing trouble, coasting through school with acceptable grades. For some time after graduation he drifted from job to job, earning just enough to make a decent living. It wasn't until he found a love for wood working and smithing that things began to look up for him. He moved to a much colder climate, finding the low temperatures more comfortable to him, as it was the only place he could find a teacher for smithing while teaching himself wood carving.

After a few years of apprenticeship, he was able to begin maknig a comfortable life when he struck out on his own. Unfortuantely, it all came to an end when a distraught man, who's sibling had used one of Damian's knive to commit murder before being gunned down, arrived at his workshop with a gun... the police knew about the man's intentions, but weren't fast enough. Damian found a strange comfort unlike any time before as he lay in the snow...

Abilities:
-Stun Fange I
-Poison Spit I
-Crafting I:Your knowledge and understanding of mechanics, workmanship, and other such things enable you to craft better items. The process of creating items is still an unknown to you, and your current species doesn't support many items, but if you ever succeed in such a creation its Sub-Stat Enhancements will be higher than normal.

Transformations:
Fanged Lizard >>> ...

Inventory:
He's a lizard, its hard to carry things.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Have to admit, was hoping for some sort of cold resistance as well. But glad I was accepted anyway. Now since the first day is just about over, would it be a bit better to wait for the next day?

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

I think Wisps are currently the lowest numbers. GM would be better at saying though, considering I don't know who's active and who's left(temp or not).

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Here's my CS. Messed up a little and lost what I was going for in his past life, but hope its acceptable.

Name: Reothadh 'Reoth'

Theme: N/A

Gender: Male

Species: Fanged Lizard

Appearance:
Reoth is fairly unique, well, pretty unique specimen. With the majority of his scales being white, and the only other color being light gray, he stands out from other Fanged Lizards. His light gray scales start from atop his head and travel down his back to the tip of his tail in a wavy strip pattern. Aside from color, he has a little bit of a longer neck by an inch or two. Finally, he has a pair of icy light blue eyes.

Goals:
Perhaps to explore the world, or see the Demon King who brought him here for answers. He doesn't know enough about the world he lives in now to have any goals set in stone.

Past Life:
In his past life, Reoth was a normal guy by the name of Damian. Damian had an ok upbringing, never really causing trouble, coasting through school with acceptable grades. For some time after graduation he drifted from job to job, earning just enough to make a decent living. It wasn't until he found a love for wood working and smithing that things began to look up for him. He moved to a much colder climate, finding the low temperatures more comfortable to him, as it was the only place he could find a teacher for smithing while teaching himself wood carving.

After a few years of apprenticeship, he was able to begin maknig a comfortable life when he struck out on his own. Unfortuantely, it all came to an end when a distraught man, who's sibling had used one of Damian's knive to commit murder before being gunned down, arrived at his workshop with a gun... the police knew about the man's intentions, but weren't fast enough. Damian found a strange comfort unlike any time before as he lay in the snow...

Abilities:
-Stun Fange I
-Poison Spit I

Transformations:
Fanged Lizard >>> ...

Inventory:
He's a lizard, its hard to carry things.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

@Kangutso what do you plan to make?

@Guy0fV4lor

I thought I mentioned what I was going to play in that post, but apparently not. -_-'

A Fanged Lizard.