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RekkuzaName: Arkan, The Lesser
Age: Ancient
Description:
Gender: Male
Race: Demon
Magic: Is drawn to magical sources, like a moth drawn to light.
Equipment:
* Amulet of Arkan - This is his life source, without it being powered he goes into a deep sleep until magic restores it. If the Amulet is destroyed, he dies.
* Spectral armor - Incredibly hard but warped, meaning that it can fade in an out of reality.
* Agony - The sword of Arkan. The smallest cut upon flesh can produce ten times the amount of pain. It only gets worse if the cut is deep.
* Shredded cape - It's just a cape.
Personality: Arkan has little to no personality, perhaps at one point in time he did but it is long gone. His mind wandered a long time ago, leaving a husk of a man behind who only thirsts for magic. He rarely speaks but when he does, it is not comprehensive to those who do not speak demonic. If he knows the modern language, seldom does he heed it.
History: A long time ago he was Arkan Drevn, son of a Lord long forgotten. His family ruled a land as far as he could see but they were not content. They made war on their neighbors for land and in their arrogance, began to lose. It was then that they made a pact with a greater demon for power, in exchange they would sacrifice the royal blood line of their conquered. They were gifted amulets which would make them invincible.
The pact became accomplished but it is in the nature of demons to be tricky. Years went by and they found their bodies withering away into creatures of death. Slowly they became demons, and lost their minds, becoming the empty husks that craved magic to keep them in existence. This new reign of terror was matched by heroes and wizards and they were either destroyed or locked away.
Arkan was no different, he lost everything that he was. His wife and children shrieked away from him and in his anger, he killed them. Grief stricken, he took his own life but instead of dying, the curse fully took him. He became a demon like the rest of his family and got locked away after going on a rampage in a village. There he remained for countless centuries.
It was only recently that a magician, looking for powerful sources of magic, unlocked his tomb. His magic kick started his amulet and he was allowed to return to existence, craving more.
Age: Ancient
Description:
Gender: Male
Race: Demon
Magic: Is drawn to magical sources, like a moth drawn to light.
Equipment:
* Amulet of Arkan - This is his life source, without it being powered he goes into a deep sleep until magic restores it. If the Amulet is destroyed, he dies.
* Spectral armor - Incredibly hard but warped, meaning that it can fade in an out of reality.
* Agony - The sword of Arkan. The smallest cut upon flesh can produce ten times the amount of pain. It only gets worse if the cut is deep.
* Shredded cape - It's just a cape.
Personality: Arkan has little to no personality, perhaps at one point in time he did but it is long gone. His mind wandered a long time ago, leaving a husk of a man behind who only thirsts for magic. He rarely speaks but when he does, it is not comprehensive to those who do not speak demonic. If he knows the modern language, seldom does he heed it.
History: A long time ago he was Arkan Drevn, son of a Lord long forgotten. His family ruled a land as far as he could see but they were not content. They made war on their neighbors for land and in their arrogance, began to lose. It was then that they made a pact with a greater demon for power, in exchange they would sacrifice the royal blood line of their conquered. They were gifted amulets which would make them invincible.
The pact became accomplished but it is in the nature of demons to be tricky. Years went by and they found their bodies withering away into creatures of death. Slowly they became demons, and lost their minds, becoming the empty husks that craved magic to keep them in existence. This new reign of terror was matched by heroes and wizards and they were either destroyed or locked away.
Arkan was no different, he lost everything that he was. His wife and children shrieked away from him and in his anger, he killed them. Grief stricken, he took his own life but instead of dying, the curse fully took him. He became a demon like the rest of his family and got locked away after going on a rampage in a village. There he remained for countless centuries.
It was only recently that a magician, looking for powerful sources of magic, unlocked his tomb. His magic kick started his amulet and he was allowed to return to existence, craving more.