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Monster Form
-A form for Werewolves, Vampires, Abarimon, Nephilim, Giants, Mere-folk, and other dark creatures.

Name: Kypler Flammarus

Age: 46

Gender:m

Eye Color: slate

Hair: orange-red

Skin Color: pale

Height: 6'7"

Parentage:

Mother: Ryiana Flammarus


Father: Dalethar Flammarus


Species: elf

Physical Description: A tall elf, with a dark aura. He is muscled and has a very smooth and deadly voice that has been known to draw enemies and allies within range of his sword...

Personality: Fiery, like his hair. He is temperamental, but his mind is sharper than the steel of his sword... he has a knack for cruelty and loves watching people beg...

Realm of Origin: Sylvia

Talents: He is a brilliant general, having served under King Manteron long ago...his has a knack for creating ingenious schemes/battle plans that are so unpredictable and fiendishly clever that they almost never fail.

Weapon*: A wicked scimitar modeled to mimic the shape of flames.

Flaws**: He cannot stand taking orders; his reaction to iron has been further exaggerated by his use of sorcery and even a scratch from iron can kill him. He fears water legacies...and has his most trusted warrior hunting and killing off all water legacies (as this minion hunts for Erin Wolf, of course). He hates children. He cannot remain in cold climates for more than a few months. He is weaker than the wraiths that are often placed under his command and generally sends them on "missions" far from him so that he doesn't have to continuously watch his back.

Powers: Kypler was once an ordinary elf with an extraordinary mind for strategy. He now has the ability to reanimate the dead ; has enhanced hearing, sight, touch, strength, speed, and agility. He has some limited knowledge of how to control elements, though he pretends to have more control than he actually does.

Backstory***: Kypler Flammarus was an Elven general with an unequaled fierceness in battle and an even more brilliant and tactical mind. Flammarus was called up by the Elven Council one night and offered a chance to explore the realm of sorcery. Now, the Council was power-hungry and sought to use the potential sorcerer general to dominate the battle field and gain more lands. the King, Manteron was wary of using magical means of getting anything done, but in the end, the Council pressured him to allow the plan to proceed saying that if they didn't make the first move, then someone else would, and then, they'd be overrun. Manteron finally agreed. Kypler began to read and practice sorcery under the Council's direct supervision, but then as he began to use the magic in battle and the gold began to flow into the Councilmen and women's coffers, they all but left the general to his own devices. Little by little, Kypler changed as he delved into more andm ore magic and darker and darker secrets until he stumbled across necromancy. He began to experiment on dead soldiers brought up from the crypts...and he'd have continued doing so had a young boy not found Kypler's soldiers removing bodies from the crypt. The boy happened to be Elhren Grisshem. Kypler was cast out and exiled from Wrendell by the King himself and ordered to never return. Now, he is preparing to wage war against the elves, having gone to the Dark Lord Amkral to learn more of dark magic and necromancy.

How does your character feel about being a monster? Regrets or is the life satisfying?***: He is rather satisfied being an elven sorcerer, as it gives him the chance to take revenge on King Manteron.

Roleplay Example***: Kyplar stood over the elven child, her body shaking with fright. "Dear child...what's wrong? Tell me...where are your parents? You must have a mother or father who must be looking for you? Perhaps i can bring you to them?"

Something rustled behind them. A drider bolted forward and snatched the girl from in front of Kypler. The drider leaned forward and prepared to sink his fangs into the child's neck; driders needed blood to survive; A sickly looking drop of venom dripped from one of his fangs and onto the girl's cheek. And then, a sword sprouted from it's chest.

Kypler threw the drider to the side and reached for the girl picking her up in his arms "Shhhh, it's okay...it's okay..." He walked forward headed towards a burning village.

"Who are you?" She whispered, Kypler's sword still dyed with gore from the drider's gut.

Kypler didn't respond. He walked into the village, and amidst the burning homes, he asked, "Which one was yours, child?" She pointed to one dilapidated, burning wreck.

Kypler walked up to it, a strange look in his eyes. He glanced at the child and back to the fire. "I hope your parents like you "well-done"." He threw her into the flames and walked away, a malicious grin plastered across his face as he listened to the screams fade away.

Comments: His voice is terrifyingly smooth and comforting...and he always smells of sulfur and ash. His hair often has burning embers and sparks in it when it summons his powers.

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