Your favorite creation:

Everyone here's made a character at some point with a backstory, bio, love interests, and of course sketches. Let's see your ONE favorite character, bio, life, and the sketches of course. I'll be posting up my story and bio right now, and I'll have the pictures up tomorrow.

Name: Eron Leccel
Age: 1600-ish
H: 188cm
M: 83kg
Hair: Platinum
Eyes: Green
Skin: Smooth and pale
Build: Slender but toned
Paternal Lineage: Lukires Clan
The Lukires Clan was a line of demon royalty, Ecceleron, now known by the Anglo name of Eron Leccel, is the avatar of Kelnaet, the Demon King slain by the High Priest of Laevies. He was meant to claim the throne so his son, Ushanduul, could challenge him for the throne in the Lukires family ritual in which the son of the current Demon King fights his father to the death and consumes the power of the throne by devouring the defeated patron's soul. Eron defeated his son, and as he neared the reclamation of his throne, a mortal he loved, Eliza, struck his thoughts. There he let his Lukires blood rage within, transforming into a pure demon and cleaving off his wings, denying Kalnaet's soul that so often corrupted his own.

Maternal Lineage: Voranir Royal Family
The grand daughter of Duke Lenin Voranir rebelled against her place as the Prince's future bride. She ran away and sought refuge in the slums of the city Berrutthe. There, during the night, Kelnaet impregnated her while in a human form as he admired her hatred for ordered humanity. He cursed her though, as his death at the High Priest's hands brought his soul into the child she bore. The young woman died giving birth, her name unknown to anyone at the time. The mortal flesh of Ecceleron was born of one who rebelled against the throne, his destiny was set.

Backstory:
Eron was born demon/human, and along with his own soul his body held his father's. He was essentially an avatar. Adopted at a young age by Berrutthe's governor, a spellsword, Eron was guided in armed combat and magics. He exceled quickly though soon he was to be without a master. Destruction seemed to follow Eron everywhere. His 'parents' were assassinated, and the man who took over was not too friendly to Eron. With nowhere civil to turn, Eron took to the streets.

Shortly arrested for petty theft crimes, Eron was placed in jail. There he met a master thief whose crimes evaded notice until the High Priest of Laevies hunted him down. Eron learned much from him, and eventually took this knowledge to use and escaped prison.

Once free, he met a street gang of thieves...ranging in age from 12 to 20. Himself being 13. He quickly rose to the top with what the prison thief had taught him, and eventually challenged for leadership. Murdering the leader, he took control and the gang rose to power.With a leader of age 15, they dealt assassinations, thefts, and sold contracts for anything illegal. They possessed more town power than the government.

The new governor hired several spellswords to bring the gang to justice. Over the next half year, nearly a hundred members of the gang were slain by the spellswords until only three remained: Eron, his friend Az, and a girl name Raye, whom Eron was becoming infattuated with. This supposedly tight knit group would quickly break apart; Az sold out Eron and Raye's position to the governor in exchange for a government position in security. The spellswords that hunted them down killed Raye before Eron's eyes, and he went berserk. These master spellswords, magi and warriors of several decades, were tossed around by a mere child. Nine of them died to his hands, but the two that remained were far more powerful still. Eron had no choice but to run.

Chased through a forest near Berrutthe, Eron eventually came to a cliff. With two powerful men after his life, and his reflection on all the sorrow and death in his life, he jumped to what he thought would be a clean death. During his injury, he had many dreams of the people he had killed, and talked greatly with them. It seemed not as a dream, but as his own personal Hell. He was atoning for his crimes. In this dream, he met a robed figure who told him that a throne was to be claimed and that Eron should release his soul and wield it as a weapon instead of fighting with it as a foe.

Eron awakened in a prison, and after talked to a gaurd, found it to be a prison built by the god Laeviete himself for holding those of immense power and innate want for divine murder. After a year and some months of mental torture and isolation, Eron was freed by the robed figure in his dream. This man introduced himself as Ushanduul, and took Eron to his home miles to the east. There he met Ushanduul's understudy, Elyssa. Now 17, Eron was more matured and more careful about what he considered love, though he could not resist Elyssa. The tasks that Ushanduul considered preparation were always accompanied by Elyssa, and by the time Eron was 22, they were deeply in love.

During one of his tasks, Eron ran into Az, the man who betrayed him as a child and got his first love murdered. Eron went insane with anger, his body morphing. His teeth grew sharp, horns jutted from his skull, and his soul disappeared for the moment. Eron killed Az, and at quick spreading news of the demon transformation, only Ushanduul could stop his bloodlust. Eron had slain half a city in mere hours.

Over the next several years, Ushanduul taught Eron to master his power. One thing seemed peculiar to Eron that he had only slightly noticed the previous years...he was barely aging, whereas his beloved Elyssa now appeared what she was, 33. He barely looked above 20 yet was 35.

Ushanduul asked one last task of Eron, and specifically ordered Elyssa to not go with; stating she would surely die if she accompanied him this time. Ignoring this command, Elyssa went with...even Eron requested she stay with Ushanduul, but she discarded the plea. Eron ran into a band of Ode'krae. A fight ensued that left Eron with a hole through his chest, ribs, and back...and to his sorrow, Elyssa was mutilated. Her body ravaged, Eron carried her back to Ushanduul, hoping he could do something to save her.

Elyssa was lost. Ushanduul told Eron that now his destiny would not harm another, he could work towards it. He spoke the legends of the Lukires Clan and told Eron that he was the incarnate of the demon king, and due to the ritual of ascension, none other could claim the throne until he had returned. Bitter at the world, Eron wanted nothing more than a power that could cleanse it of that which betrayed him: life. Eager to unleash himself and learn the power of his lineage, Eron waged many wars against near groups of monsters and powerful cities. Remembering his many months in Laeviete prison, Eron wanted to slay the avatar of the god. Ushanduul told him that immortals could not be killed by conventional means, but that Lukires' blood was infused with god slaying powers.

Eron forged a sword within his own burning blood, the Deus Cissoris, or God Slayer. It contained the power to kill immortals, and could be summoned instantly from within Eron's body. This was what he needed to exact his revenge on the High Priest. Travelling back to Berrutthe, Eron murdered a group of Ode'krae and put their visages upon their spears to warn any creature that even the all might Krae were not safe from him.

Reaching the Temple of Laeviete, Eron called out to the High Priest for a challenge. Accepted shortly, the two waged war against eachother. Eron spilled the blood of the priest, cut out his heard, lightened the load on his shoulders, and drank from his skull. The immortal priest was dead, and the temples of the two hundred gods all shook that day. Earthquakes ravaged the lands as the gods felt fear. The avatar of the highest god was dead, and to the hands of a mere mortal.

Eron spoke with Ushanduul, and told him he was ready to claim his throne. Ushanduul opened a twisted path into the realm of the demons, they entered through it. Here, Eron challenged the demon gaurds to the throne room. Each chamber he faught through and slaughtered a horde of his kin until he reached the throne room. Ushanduul told Eron that now with the throne in his reach, and the Demon King conscious of his royalty, his challenge could begin. Ushanduul declared now was his fight for the throne of the Lukires Clan.

Casting off his robe, a bare skeleton was apparent with a globe of energy within his ribs. Bursting into flames, the skeleton grew, and slowly became fleshed out. Horns grew and wings sprouted. This demon was of a power Eron felt never before, not even within. The battle began, Eron being tossed and maimed by every blow. Slowly, his power was increasing though as he began to transform into a demonic form. Half the size and barely half the power of Ushanduul, even his demonic form was not enough. Reaching within, he felt the soul of Kelnaet and fed from it's power. No longer growing in size, but in power alone, Eron was able to fight back against Ushanduul. After hours of combat, Ushanduul was finally reduced, his wings defaced and his body wrecked.

Eron mercifully killed his brother and walked to the throne. About to claim it in ritual, thoughts of Elyssa sprung into his head. When an immortal dies their soul attaches to a mortal soul and inhabits the body, just as his father did with him...mortals however, reincarnate as their own soul, and their love to be repeated by destiny. Elyssa would live again, and their love could live again. Walking from the throne, Eron knelt down and lifted his wings up high; with the Deus Cissoris, he cleaved his wings and expelled the demon taint of his father. Giving up half of what was once in him, he was now himself, yet more powerful for doing so. He was now powered by his love for Elyssa, no longer his lineage.

To find her incarnations, Eron would need the powers of the Gods. He returned to the world and sought out the various High Priests of the gods and slaughtered them all. As he killed them, the location of their spirits was revealed. He eventually found the stronghold of the two hundred gods. There he fought through them one by one over several weeks. Soon only the highest god was left, Laeviete, the god of immortality. Now 157, middle aged for a half demon, Eron was powerful beyond the current possibilities for mortals. He and the god fought, and his demon blood was enough to mortally wound the being with a thrust of the blade into his chest. Absorbing the powers of the gods, Eron could now seek out his loved Elyssa.

Over the next 15 centuries, Eron spent his time hunting down various avatars of the gods as they came into being. His search for Elyssa yielded little succes other than that once he met a mortal, thier soul could be traced for eternity. He had traced roughly two billion souls, yet no Elyssa yet.

Which brings to the current point in my character.

I'll have the pictures up in a couple hours, I have other things to do for the next several hours.

so post one of our own favorite creation? because this seems like one of your favortie creation.

sorry because im too lazy to read the whole thing.

roffle, amen to that

Post a pic of your character if you want this thread to stay here.

NOOO!! X DO NOT REMOVE THIS!! allthough i havt actually read it yet (i will... now...) i'm sure its a piece of art, just not in the usual form of a pic but in text...

my fav char is not that complicated lol.
its a fat troll, with a big (really big) club-like thing to smish things. blue-skinned like most trolls, pink hair... just a mad guy basically... really dumb lol... nothing special, 'just another regulair joe' troll...

and again, hes really dumb...

I apologize, scanner had not been working and I had just left the thread to rot for awhile until I had the pics to post. Here's the four I could scan while it was working:

Numero dos:

Numero tres:

numero quatro:

cinco seis siete ocho nueve diece!

^^ ill try gettin a design and cool non sense story for u all!

hmmm...

i might post something up...

I think anybody that pays any attention to my gallery would now my current character obsession...:)

Lothie lives!!!!!!!

jeb.. loth owns... we should give him a short appearance in the chain comic someday.. if we ever get to the point where the party is worthy for such an honour ofcourse...

I would be honoured to have Loth pop up on your chain comic. :) Anytime now, anytime...

Though he would probably drive everybody insane...emote_sweat

You shud have the heroes encounter loth battle sevitus (?) and they shud all laugh at the dl since he gets owned in a funny way, then loth tell the heroes the way to go to find... blablabla.

And he can pop up at some places... etc.