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Well, I could suggest you being chased by the Black Swords and you came upon the shack. That would be an 'ok' sequence to the Black Sword Invasion arc from Introductions Arc XD
Name: Khor Karakas

Gender: Male

Age: 21

Magic User Type: Summoner

Appearance:

Personality: Khor is extremely optimistic and is really hard to dissuade. Once he sets his mind on something, he always seeks to be able to accomplish that task. He is slow to anger, but once he does, he has difficulty in controlling his emotions. Khor is known for his tendency to be informal with others, even when the audience is a king or whatnot. He simply just doesn't care about royalty, and doesn't even believe in the power of the crown. Khor simply obeys because of necessity and excitement. As such, he doesn't use formal words, and instead uses colloquial language, and never addresses anyone as 'King' or 'Highness'. Khor does respect power, which is the only reason he respects the king. He is quickly bored though, and will often find new things to do when a certain deed is proving to be too monotonous or repetitive.

Powers: Shackle of Dominions
-Khor is a summoner, and as such, he can shackle beings from the other dimensions to do his bidding. Although young, Khor is regarded as a fearsome and talented summoner who can pull from the Aether demons that should be feared. However, Khor does have his limits. At most, Khor can summon up to 3 beings. Summoning more than 3 would mean that he is already consuming his own life force; he can die from over-summoning. If a summon is defeated, it returns to the dimension from whence it came, and Khor cannot summon it for a certain time; the more powerful the summon, the more time needed before Khor can summon it again. When Shackling creatures for his bidding, Khor needs two things: the blood of the creature, and the creature's willingness to serve him. This means that if the creature is not willing to serve Khor, he cannot summon it, no matter how hard he tries.



*Will add more summons as Khor explores the world

Skills/Talents:
1. Enhanced Senses: Being blind, Khor was able to make due with his other senses. By relying on hearing, he can still fight using swords, and even deflect attacks. His sense of smell has also been improved, causing it to be stronger than normal humans.
2. Swordsmanship: Khor, although blind, is still a talented swordsman. He can hold his own against two or three enemies, however, he still gets tired, and prolonged duels will always make him defeated.
3. Meditation: Khor is exceptional in meditation, and as such, he can easily ease his mind and heart out of many troubles. This is particularly useful when he feels himself getting too loose with his emotions.

Equipment/Weapons:
1. A light longsword which hangs on his waist.
2. Two flasks of water.
3. A grey cloak which he wears all the time.
4. Two flasks of Curing Potion
5. A Walking Stick

Bio: Being born blind wasn't the best of choices when it comes to poverty. As such, when his family knew that he was blind, Khor was quickly abandoned. How would a blind person make a living in Pantos? The blind child was left to the care of a hermit who lived outside of the kingdom, and there in the forests, the child was given a gift. It was a walking stick! The child grew fond of the stick, and treated blindness as nothing more than night eternal. The hermit taught Khor many truths of the world, including magic, and it was on this particular day that the hermit left Khor with another gift for him to survive alone in the forests; the hermit gave him the gift of Summoning. The hermit was actually a summoner, and he imparted his knowledge to the child. No, he didn't GIVE him any power, he nurtured the already existent arcane energy within Khor. This would mean that Khor's parent/s is/are actually summoners. The years went by as Khor became more and more proficient with summoning magic, being able to summon up to three when the hermit could only bear up to 2. His life changed when trespassers delved into their forest... Khor was roaming around the woods with the Hound when suddenly, they detected a disturbance.

In a flash, Khor and the hound went there (the Hound more or less, guided Khor). Khor heard the familiar voices of people who were probably arguing. It was his family! His brothers voices might have changed, but the same attitude was present there. His mom, dad... everyone! Khor quickly revealed himself, saying that he was their son. However, the family had already forgotten about Khor; they attacked him. They were indeed a family of mages, and while Khor was badly beaten up, he refused to fight the family that had abandoned him yet he loved so much.

However, he heard another voice: the hermit. The hermit had also appeared and began to fight against his family. Khor was too groggy to be of any help, however, his weakness was dispelled when he heard a blood-curling cry: the hermit's. The hermit was dead... A fury within Khor rose to his throat... he felt sick, he felt hot. His blind eyes only saw red, and his ears only heard screams. With a sorrowful cry, Khor channeled the deepest of his summons, bringing forth one of his most feared shackles: the Djinn of Torn Hope. The Djinn ravaged his family, killing everyone... even the 5 year old sister. Khor emerged from the fight stained with blood... there was blood on the lower half of his face, and his arms that never came off. Was it a curse? Perhaps. No matter what he did, the blood would never come off from his body. So, he wrapped his face and the affected body parts in cloth in order to hide the murder that he committed.

As they say, when one screams in the forest, only the roots could hear. The family's murder was never leaked, and no one knew about their disappearance. However, much like scars, Khor's guilt still gnawed at him. In order to relieve himself of such vile torment, he opted to redeem himself by doing something for his kind... He needed to wash off the many instances of guilt that he had allowed to stain his body and soul a long time ago.
Uhmm... I'd say either Mach2, Empire, or Krov
Is this RP still open? If so, I'll be makin' my CS probably tomorrow. :)
Well, Kuro doesn't really know the extent of Priscilla-dono's powers, so he readily thinks that Priscilla meant that she would convert them to the vampire side.

That being said, Kuro is hostile to the idea of necromancy... Since he respects all life. Once Priscilla reveals what she truly meant, expect Kuro's minor hostility towards her.
"Wise as always, Priscilla-dono. Although... I'm not really keen on turning the Hunters to our side. First of all, a hunter that was turned into a vampire would always place his former life above his nocturnal life. We'll never know that, perhaps, they might even use the new vampiric powers to fight against us. An army of Black Swords is bad enough, but an army of vampiric Black Swords is apocalyptic . These Black Swords are fiercely loyal even in death, that they might see their vampirism as a new and better way to support the humans from the shadows." Kuro bowed lightly as he looked up. "While I am not doubting your wisdom, Priscilla-dono, I think it might be worthy to note that these Japanese humans are extremely bound by moralities and honor. I can personally say this because I lived among them from the Kofun, Shogun Wars, and now. I still agree to your plan, but it might be good to always take these facts into account." the elder vampire nodded his small head when suddenly, he heard a loud thump followed by a series of russian words which might be curses. Kuro shook his head lightly as he looked at Priscilla.

"Priscilla-dono, I know that age defines the hierarchy according to Namtar-sama's rule. However, times have changed. Fledglings no longer want to be treated as fledglings; they want to be respected for who they are and who they can be. If we would want to command a vampire to respect us, then we would respect them just the same." Kuro spoke in a low tone as his eyes were hazy. "At least, that's what I think. However, I do not think that any of my words mean any weight to an Ancient such as yourself." the vampire smiled gently as he turned around. "Things have been very different since you were gone Priscilla-dono. Everything has changed. I'll take care of the russian vampire."

Kuro sped off at vampiric speed as he stopped short of Krov. "Krov-kun... It seems that you're really burdened with something. If we would like to live and work together, we'd need to know one another." Kuro spoke in his usual child-like voice. "Just express your wounds in anyway you can. Hit me, fight me, or, preferably, we talk. We might be vampires, but it doesn't mean we don't have emotions. We can still experience rage, sadness, and bitterness, and when we pile those darky things in our kokoro... we can't see the forest beyond the trees. So, what burdens you, Krov-kun?"
Present as always

I'll be postin' tomorrow :3
Waitin' for empire's reply XD
~Totally not a Double Post~
Well, I'm quite open to the idea :) Shoot me a PM and we can talk about it. I'll even prepare a CS if you want.
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