Xavier Bloodbayne — Roleplayer Guild

Name: Xavier Bloodbayne

Appearance

Age: To the eye Xavier would appear to be a man of 35. However stories have been told of his ferocity for centuries.

Race: Bloodbayne - A human who has survived the prick of a Bloodbayne flower*. Undergoing a physical transformation which grants incredible power at the cost of ones mind and will.

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The Bloodbayne flower is a genus of the Monkshood or Wolfsbane flower. A long, thin, barbed black stem of varying heights producing plump red bulbs known to blossom into bells. They are the only floral life that has been able to live around the Black Pond-a place of great evil from Xaviers world. They produce an alluring aroma to passerbies which in high enough concentrations leads to mild hallucinations. 

Those who are able to break free of this sickness have told stories of the flowers speaking to them, begging to be picked.

Those who cannot fight temptation and pick the plant are often found on the banks of the black pond. Their bodies frail and withered no matter how fresh. Their skin a sick ashy grey and traced in lines of black instead of veins. 

The area around every facial orifice and the wound where they were pricked by the plant was caked with a thick, foul smelling black substance. Later to be identified as the liquified and infected remains of the deceased. 

It was known to be infectious as those involved in the first few cleanups would be found in the same manner the following morning. Leading to total annihilation in some villages and an advanced cleanuo method all around.

There was never much of it remaining when the bodies were found. Some have claimed to see the blood oozing unnaturally into the pond. Adding to its thick black waters.

As a young boy Xavier had always thought he had the good fortune of being born normal. In most situations, this would be the case. Normality is not such a bad thing after all. However if you live in a world of magic and wonder. How great is to be normal then?

Xavier did not know this right away of course. Xavier and his parents lived in a small town in the hills. Being this far from the Titanus, the lands capital, sheltered him from what the world had to offer.

It wasn't so easy to hide as time went on. Xaviers parents, Rayne(f) and Aton(m), began to hear news that more and more children were being affected. Gaining incredible abilties around their 10th birthday. It was something they hoped and prayed would happen every night.

One by one the children of his town began nearing and passing their 10th. It hadn't exactly been counted but it seemed as though every child in town could do something. Touch and play with fire, make the wind blow and move a pebble or a puddle. Everyone but Xavier.

They all held out hope for the first few months and did their best to encourage him. Even going as far as to let him train along side them in hopes he would pick something up. Though he never did. 

Months turned to years and Xavier faded into obscurity. Cradled as best one can be by the comforting words of his mother.

When Xavier was 12 it was only his mother and him. The previous year his father had left the two of them. Stating that he could not bare to face the disappointment which took the place of his son.

Just days before the village had been attacked by horrid beasts known as The Diseased. Vicious creatures that held forms near identical to the indigenous animals. Though it would look as though they had survived being skinned alive. Exposing incredible muscular structure which always appeared wet with a thick black substance.

The Diseased were well known all throughout the land. Though no one had ever seen one in the foresty hills around the village. This made it all the worse when the village was attacked in the dead of night.

Citzens awoke to blood curdling screams of agony as the monsters went to work. Many blamed the children and their abilities for attracting the monsters attention.

They were also however, credited for saving the entire town. 

Including Xavier, who stood quivering at the front door along side his father. On the other side a snarling monster was heaving itself against the door. Shaking it on it's hinges. With every thud the wood audibly split more and more before giving way. Aton charged in with a yell while Xavier fell back with a yelp. Sliding himself under the dining table.

The beast threw Aton like a paperweight against the wall. Its gaze falling on Xavier for a just a moment before it leapt through the air. Xavier rose his arms, closed his eyes and screamed in terror. The sound of tearing flesh filling the room.

It was a few moments before Xavier opened his eyes, screaming again when he did and scooting even further back. Directly infront of his face was the snarling maw of what looked like a mountain lion. Gnashing weakly as the last of its life poured from its body. Upon a closer look Xavier saw a stone spire jabbing through the wood and skewering the beast.

Frightened as he was Xavier looked up to the doorway to see a 13 year old girl with a smirk on her face. Though their eyes met for only an instant, Xavier could feel a lifetime of judgement and despair behind that gaze.

The pain of her look was nothing compared to that of his father. Who was staring so sternly at Xavier that it bore a hole through his soul. There was a mixture of anger and disappointment in his eyes. It was all Aton could do to shake his head. Standing up with a grunt to go check on Rayne.

Aton never said a word to Xavier after that. He simply awoke one day to find his mother in tears at the door and his father walking away.

This was only the beginning of Xaviers hate fueled life. Hatred not only at his father for leaving them. But at the other children and their powers and most of all the girl who exposed him as a coward.

Xavier decided to learn to fight with a blade in place of magic. Hellbent on proving that it is not needed to be stronger and that he was no coward.

This allowed him to defend his home when the Diseased would come. Though he was never able to fight alongside of his now grown ex-friends. His rivals. Driving him furthee into anger and hatred for them.

There is something extra that should be known of Xaviers world -it was governed by mystical gods. These gods select children to bestow their gifts upon, the mystical abilities known throughout the land. Amongst them was a lesser god known as Mitsurashi. He was the god of Chaos and Darkness.

Mitsurashi believed the gods should rule the realm with man as their slaves. For this belief and his attempts at making it a reality he was banished beneath the earth and stripped of his powers.

Humanity in all its perfection is not without its natural chaos. Through centuries of wars, plagues and calamities Mitsurashi soon regained a portion of his powers. Creating a place of concentrated darkness the gods could not touch. 

Through many more centuries of trial and error Mitsurashi devised a means of gathering more power and spreading his influence. Tainting a fresh water supply near his 'prison' with all his mustered Chaos energy would create the Black Pond. Evolving over time to allure animals in different means. Every being that died was the victim of a super-virus made of Chaos energy. It attacks the red blood cells of the body in an almost vicious manner. The destruction of one red blood cell would herald the creation of 4 Chaos cells.

This in time would kill the host before the Chaos cells would devour the innards and further replicate. Finally oozing from the face and wounds to add itself to the Black Pond.

After awhile Mitsurashi settled on what is now known as the Bloodbayne plant. A very useful, all around lure.

Mitsurashi had been watching Xavier from a very early age. It was easy to sense that none of the other gods had yet laid claim to him. So he cloaked Xavier in Chaos energy to shrowd him from the gods vision and set about his vicious manipulation. Doing whatever he could to ensure that any major life event Xavier witnessed was a terrible one. Leading up to the day his mother was killed.

Mitsurashi had been gradually feeding Chaos energy into Xavier at a trickle rate. Just enough to saturate his soul over time without him suspecting much. 

At the age of 18 Xaviers mind had begun to warp and fracture. It was most evident in his sleep, when his mother would find him screaming in his sleep. In the day Xavier was cold and silent. Finding refuge only in the small hugs his mother could bring herself to give him.

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Abilities
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[Level 3]
By spending many years fighting wars, creatures and even others with powers like himself, Xavier has gained a vast knowledge of battle in various styles and with different weapons. It has allowed him to become an expert with all melee weapons and primitive ranged weapons. As well giving him great natural reaction speeds, which increase as he gets warmed up in battle.

[Level 5]
Speed and strength - The Dread Energy has set about a very drastic physical change within Xaviers body granting him a physical prowess well beyond what one would expect from a man of such small stature. The most powerful of his hits has been given the name 'Moon Crusher' however his body requires a sort of build up to such force. At any given moment however he could swing his fists to deliver a whopping 3000lbs of straight impact force. This type of swing is made all the more destructive with the additional weight and rigidity of Xaviers Dread Metal infused skeletal structure. The same essential thing could be said about his speed, the energy within his body has molded his muscles beautifully and while his motion is not a blur his acceleration is a sight to behold.

[Level 6]
Ice/Water - Should there for any reason be moisture present in the air or on the battle field, Xavier is able to take control of it, going so far as to be able to turn the moisture to deadly attacks and weapons of a thick red ice.

Flight - With the help of the energy that remained from the orb of air that he had absorbed, Xavier is able to move through the air freely and quickly, focusing torrents of air from the bottom of his feet and the palms of his hands.

[Level 7] 
Dreadful Shadows - Much like the use of typical shadows, Xavier is limited to controlling only what shadows are already present. Unlike typical controlled shadows, the shadows Xavier controls become laced with Dread Energy. Should these be allowed to grasp their target they would send pulses of maddening chaos energy through the nerves directly to the brain. The shadows are relatively easy to break and escape from, but it would need only a few seconds before the brain could suffer from hallucinations. 
----------Sub Skill: Shadow Step - By angling his feet or body to the perfect lighting position, Xavier can solidify the shadows from his own body to create a surface to stand upon or use as the situation would need.

DREAD ENERGY – This energy has many shapes and forms, but at the base it is comprised mainly of chaos energy and feeds off of the pain and suffering deep within Xaviers mind. On its own the energy is known to be relatively harmless, working as a sort of ultimate energy defense. It is capable of slipping through even the tiniest of weaknesses and spaces between energy at an atomic level in order to strip apart foreign energy or weaken it significantly. The chaos energy combined with Xaviers truly saddened state of mind causes the energy and all of it's sub-categories to send off close range pulsations of concentrated chaos energy which if exposed to enough can cause hallucinations and eventually madness.

[Dreadful Flames] - The flames that Xavier wields are fueled by the overwhelming anger responsible for twisting the chaos energy inside of him. They burn nearly 3 times the heat of a natural flame and the flames do not spread, they only burn in the one concentrated spot they would land in. Burning until there was simply nothing left to burn.

[Dreadful Shadows] – Should the shadows that Xavier creates, through any means, grasp and ensnare the opponent they would begin to pump chaos and madness into the body. They are not very hard to break, but do not need to stay on very long to cause long lasting hallucinations. They also leave sickly burn marks where they touched.

[Dread Metal] – While Xavier slept he contemplated the different things he could do with this energy, wanting to focus its entire power onto one power. When he was reborn, he focused on fusing every bit of the earth energy with his blood, changing his blood to a thick liquid metal, which he can will to any part of his body at any time. It, like the energy itself, needs to be worked out and powered up before it can do too much. But the possibilities are endless for both physical and defense.

[Dread Lightning] – The lightning stays a thick steady bolt of lightning up until the very point of impact, where it spreads out wards with multiple stands, aiming to strike the body and send jolts of electricity and the maddening chaos energy directly to the brain. It is able to travel through the ground, though it’s not as strong and potent afterwards, depending on the distance. Other various skills are able to be used and achieved depending on the different wants and needs of the battlle.
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