Pathfinder

Homestuck: The Frontier Worlds (Alternian Troll Slice of Life)

WIP, ill finish after I get home from school.

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Victus Gladia

Name:
Age: (anything over 9 sweeps old)
Gender: Male
Blood Color: Indigo
Occupation:
Weapon Preference:
Brief History:
Existing Relationships:
Matesprit
Morail
Kismesis
Auspistice: (Both names)
Picture: (If you cannot make a sprite, or do not have a picture, simply leave a description. I can also make a picture for you if you would like)

Titans of Earth

Im still here, just lost internet at my house for now.

It's Time - Down with Demons

Cool, this is going to be fun.

Avali Race/ Starbound RP

This could be interesting.

It's Time - Down with Demons

Ok, tell me what you think.

It's Time - Down with Demons

Well, now that I think about it. A giant bull hunter is kinda silly, I was thinking with my WoW logic on that one. After Some digging I've found something that would fit better and I think I'll roll with that instead.

It's Time - Down with Demons

Eh, as long as you don't do evil then he won't have much of a problem.

It's Time - Down with Demons

Finished with my character, I can change anything you don't like.

It's Time - Down with Demons

Name: Lodun Longtooth
Race: Beastman
Age: 32
Gender: Male

Abilities: Lodun is first and foremost a hunter. As such he has a keen eye, a strong arm, an almost supernatural ability to track prey, and a lot of stamina. Beyond that he is a fairly experienced warrior when the need arises and has an extensive knowledge on herbs.

Powers: Doesn't know practical magic but "communes" with nature spirits which allows him to know if there is evil around. Only knows enough fire magic to make a small spark and get a campfire going.

Appearance: Fairly human like in appearance save for his feline face, enlarged canines, claws, and pointed ears. Lodun stands around six foot two and has a compact body with many scars and little fat.

Weapons and/or Tools: When it comes to weapons Lodun has nothing too fancy, a bow and a quiver of arrows, two well maintained daggers, several bolas, and an ancestral club notched with the accomplishments of its forebears. Besides weapons he has many ropes of varying lengths and strengths, various holding bags, many different knives for taking apart successful hunts, a bedroll, a pipe and a bag of pipe weed, and a water skin.

Armor or clothing: Leather armor with many tribal talismans for luck and tribute.

Mount: An strong horse of the name Wold, high stamina and a fair amount of speed.

Personality: Patient, quiet, and stoic. Lodun isn't one to anger easily and tends to talk very little, only saying as much as he needs to and letting many of his actions speak for him. When you get to know him he becomes slightly more talkative and tends to not lie to people.

Biography: Lodun has been a hunter for as long as he can remember which is not all that surprising since he comes from the Longtooths, a tribe renown for its hunters and huntresses. From this background Lodun lived a fairly simple life that consisted of hunting things and telling tales of said hunt. However that changed when the tribe was razed to the ground, killing many of the other members and scattering the rest. This left Lodun alone and angry, culminating in him hunting down and killing the bandits that destroyed his home, his family, and his people. In the end Lodun did not feel satisfied, the dead would remain dead and that would not change. Since then Lodun has traveled the land, hunting and killing evil beings when he finds them while adding to the legend of his family.

Rank/Status: Looking for "The One", the one hunt worthy enough to be notched onto his club.

Other: Does not drink but smokes a lot of pipe weed.

Titans of Earth

I've decided to update Nathan as I felt his powers and junk were a little vague, just added some details and such.

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Vulcan

Alias: Vulcan

Secret ID: Nathaniel Corewood

Nickname(s): Nathan

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Nationality: U.S.

Physical Description: Nathan has a worn out look about him, a life of hardships and harmful powers have taken a toll in more ways than one. In many ways he is still magnificent, eyes that shine with an ember glow and a musculature that would make Hercules green with envy. However his eyes always have a tired look about them with dark bags underneath and his body is ravaged by countless scars, some from his fighting days but mostly from his own self destructive powers. The most notable, and arguably the most noticeable, thing about Nathan is the machine permanently fixed onto his back.

The rig has been fixed to his spine and travels along his back, starting at the brain stem and ending at the base of the spine. Made from extremely durable alloys and metals, the rig has a boring but practical aesthetic common with military gear and glows green when not in use, blue when in use, and red when a critical error has occurred. On a lesser note it makes sleeping on ones back impossible.

Nathan's wardrobe is a simple affair and lacks much flair. During missions he wears a simple T, armored vest , cargo pants, combat boots, and plated gloves. All in black. Outside of missions he wears the clothes the standard issue clothes that were given to him by Sanctum, Nathan clearly doesn't give much thought to fashion.

General Personality: Unlike his physical appearance Nathan is a very carefree and laid back individual, not caring about much or of trivial things like what you identify yourself as or who you prefer to sleep with. To Nathan people should just be true to themselves, which in a way is highly hypocritical. Behind closed doors Nathan has extreme issues with his powers, second guessing not only himself but also his position of his status as a hero. In simple terms Nathan suffers from being a good person with bad powers and paired with a shady past has many insecurities rattling around in his head.

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Powers/Abilities: Beware the Vessel of Rage

Strength: Nathan, at base strength, can lift a small car around two and a half tons in weight over his head with some effort. This strength also spreads to his legs and fingers, allowing him to jump around fifteen feet lengthwise from a standing position while nearly double that with a running start in addition to scaling walls by digging his fingers into bricks and concrete.

Durability: Equally as durable as he is strong, Nathan is able to shrug of small arms fire while also having a different form of durability in the form of the immune system. Most poisons and sicknesses will only effect Nathan for several hours or up to a day. However supernatural ailments bypass his defenses.

Stamina: A staple of his. Nathan is mainly known for his ability to keep going, ignoring damage and fatigue until the fight is over. In more practical terms he does not tire as quickly as the usual man, able to sprint for around an hour before tiring and needing to rest.

Vessel of Rage: Emotions, at their basic level, are energies of great power and each emotion has its own little plane of existence somewhere in the multiverse. Now normally this information wouldn't be important however there are a chosen few that are able to tap into these energies by simply feeling happy, sad, or angry. Nathan is one of these chosen few and anger is his emotion. Whenever Nathan feels any form of anger his power grows, slightly at first but like a snowball rolling down a hill it will only grow larger. It starts with making his body stronger, lifting more weight, taking bigger hits, and going farther before tiring. However to a certain point things begin to change and new powers emerge, beginning with an aura of heat and finally with great bolts of destructive power able to level entire buildings. At that point, things have gone horribly wrong.

Weaknesses: "Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned."

Breakdown: Anger is a self destructive emotion and the only thing that can come from it is pain. This is symbolized by Nathans flesh splitting as his rage builds, causing boiling blood to flow freely. Eventually his blood will catch fire as his body begins to die, consumed as it is in flames. In the end Nathan will die, eaten alive by an uncaring power that only seeks to destroy. Unfortunately the fires don't only effect his body, but also his mind. Turning the levelheaded and careful warrior into a berserker of unimaginable fury that only seeks to lash out at anything it sees. It would take someone truly close to Nathan to shake him out of this way of thinking.

Weapon(s): None, however he will use whatever is around in a battle.

Fighting Style: Nathan is a street fighter, skills he learned from years in the world of illegal metahuman fighting rings. With no flair he will aim for weaknesses and has no reservations against fighting dirty as his opponents never had any either. Biting, gouging, breaking, and tearing are all in his arsenal and Nathan does not hold back.