Deimus-Phobus Ta'mesis

[Deimus-Phobus Ta'mesis]

Deimus-Phobus Ta'mesis Appearance Race: Akalak Gender: Male Age: 32 Birthday: 22, Spring, 481 Birthplace: Riverfall Appearance: Natural : Deimus skin is a dark midnight violet, at first look it would appear black. Someone who paid more attention would notice the violet tint that covered his skin. Standing 7'2 he is a hard person to miss. A mass of lean muscle weighing in at 280lb. His eyes a cool shade of silver white. His hair black and short, It is often messy and spiked. His long ears lay close to his head, giving his face a sleek look. His face framed by a slimming jar line giving his face a snake like appearance. He has a tattoo over the left side of his face. Inked in red, to symbolize his inability to find balance within himself. Clothed : Character Concept Deimus as he is normally called is an unstable Akalak branded with the mark given by the council. He is often talking to his other half out-loud, they often fight among themselves. An inner conflict that is shown to the world only, increasing the appearance of his insanity. His personalities as not much different they both love the thrill of killing people. They just disagree on how to do it, Deimus enjoy's ritualistic murders taking his time setting his kill up, torturing his subject and leaving his own mark. Where as Phobus enjoy's battle, killing masses at once. He will often start a fight just to get a chance at killing someone, his blood lust never quenched. Phobus is not evil to his core like Deimus, he just enjoy the adrenaline that comes with battle. Where Demius will stalk his prey, torturing the physically and mentally before kidnapping them. Taking his victims to a predetermined location to torture and kill, following a ritual he devolved at a young age. Deimus is the dominant personalty, often seeming friendly and kind at first. Where as Phobus the one that is suppressed seems to be the bad one. Deimus has never killed a friend, and would never. He tends to favor targets that are extremely faithful to the gods, his favorite targets being those marked with a Gnosis. His hatred for the gods knows no limit, he would much like to kill a god himself but knowing that is impossible he has chosen to target their servants. Character History Deimus was a child born of blood his mother dying during child birth. Not because of some complications during the birth, but because his father's dark side had taken control during the labor and decapitating his mother the moment he arrived into the world. His father who went on a rampage that night killing a few innocent's was killed not to long after his birth. Having no parents it fell to his grandfather to take care of him. His grandfather was a strong Akalak looked up to by many, he was in his later years. Having mated successfully three times and having three sons who later went on to have three sons of there own made him an influential person. Although only one of his sons remained and he then had four grand children. The only surviving son having two children. Deimus grew up like other Akalak children, was raised the same but their was always a hole that could never be filled that ate away at him. His grandfather loved him like a son, his uncle always seemed to despise him and his uncles two sons followed there fathers example. That left the other orphaned grandson his cousin who was also raised by his grandpa. They grew up together becoming friends, bonding like most Akalak boys did dreaming of fighting battles together become renowned and earning the respect of those that look down upon them. Both being only a season apart, let them spend more time together training honing each others skills. At age 15 Deimus and his cousins underwent the rite of trail together. Him and the other orphaned cousin teamed up, killing a glassbeak with relative ease. Though there victory was short lived, for there two other cousins who despised them. Ambushed them trying to steal their kill, Deimus fought back as well as the other orphan accidentally killing both of the cousins. Deimus couldn't help but enjoying slaying his cousins they deserved it, but that wasn't what made it enjoyable. It was the rush, the feeling he got killing them. The feeling of the warm blood on his face, the look in their eyes as the life drained out of it. It filled the empty hole inside him making him feel whole and complete. Deimus had a grin on his face while he stood over his dead cousins. His orphan cousin eyeing him with a worried look on his face. Deimus wiped the blood from his face looking towards his cousin shouting "WHAT, They deserved it!!" His cousin shruging his shoulders carving a trophy off the Glassbeak creature and walking off. Deimus cut his own trophy off his cousins cutting one finger off each of them. Flaying the skin off the bone and placed the bones in his pocket. After is rite Trail he started pursing his own goals, finding out that he had a taste for making poison. His problem was finding an Akalak that practiced it to teach him. So as he searched trying to stir up suspicion, he study Herbalism and practiced mixing them. Trying to create a deadly poison, and testing them on animals. It took a few years, but he finally found a visitor passing through that made poisons. After some convincing and bribing Deimus finally got the man to train him. Deimus trained for as long as he could remember, practicing his art for years. When his 30th birthday arrived, he teamed up with his cousin once again. There object to slay a Zith. It took them almost 14 days to track one down and kill it. Deimus cut the finger off of the Zith flaying the skin and cleaning the bone before adding it to his necklace. His cousin carving his own trophy off the Zith. Deimus had a new posion he developed that he wanted to try and this was going to be chance. Opening the vial, he dipped his blade in the poison sand stabbed his cousin in the back watching him fall to his knees as the blood pulled on his back. The poison taking effect causing his body to become paralyzed and for him to lose consciousness. Deimus took this opportunity to tie his cousin up and waited for him to wake up. When his cousin finally woke, he couldn't help but grin as he grabbed his finger flaying it while it was still attached. The screams of his cousin only intensifying the feeling, the ecstasy he felt causing his cousin pain. The hole, the loneliness he usually felt gone. A feeling of fulfillment and true happiness replaced it. His cousin's screams starting to disturb his feeling's of joy. He brought his blade down piercing his cousin through the heart his blood draining out of his body the life draining out of his eyes and his last breath escaping his body. Demius cutting the flayed finger off and placing the bone on his necklace before returning back to his home. Suspicion surrounded his arrival for they all knew his cousin was the stronger warrior of the two. His grandpa coming straight to him a mixture of pride, fear and suspicion on his face. Then it happen, Demius second personality finally broke through taking over screaming out "YOU KILLED YOUR OWN BLOOD DEMIUS YOU KILLED EM ALL!!!" Phobus drew his blade slashing at the Akalak nearest to him cutting his throat. "You like that Demius? You like to see them die!!" he shouted out while he gave an insidious laugh. Phobus killed four more before Demius could regain control, but by then it was too late. He had been captured, branded and jailed. He spent two years in a cage, before being released. Confronting his grandpa was the hardest thing he had to do. The look on his face was one of disappointment. His grandpa didn't say anything, but handed him his father's bone Lakan and told him to leave and never return. So Demius did what he was told arriving in sunberth just as winter began to set in and this is were he was going to stay in a city of scum. Practicing his posioncraft and his ritual. Language Fluent Language:Tukant Basic Language: ]Common Poor Language:N/A Skills Skill | EXP | Total | Proficiency | Notes Poison | 26# SP | # | Competent | Lotus, Fungus, Roots, Arboreal, and Vine Herbalism| 12# SP | # | Novice Medicine | 12# SP | # | Novice Unarmed combat |10 # RB | # | Novice Lores Lore of Sunberth Street Layout How to identify the physical appearance of gnosis marks. (Meaning he can tell which mark belongs to which deity by physical appearance. He does not know what gifts they give the owner. Just what they look like on a persons skin.) Possessions 1 Set of Clothing -Simple Shirt -Simple Pants -Simple Undergarments -Simple Boots 1 Waterskin 1 Backpack which contains: -Comb (Metal) -Brush (Metal) -Soap -Razor -Balanced Rations (1 Week’s Worth) -1 eating knife -Flint & Steel 100 Gold Mizas Heirloom:A Lakan's one made of bone They were given to him by his grandfather and exalted one that was once part of the council that branded him with the mark on his face. His grandfather gave them to him when he left town. The Lakan belonged to his deceased father. Housing Location: Sunberth House: Staying at the Aquillar Hot Springs Ledger Purchase Cost Total Starting +100 GM 100 GM Head-wear Cowl -2 SM 99 GM 08 SM Head-Wear Hood -5 CM 99 Gm 07 SM 95 CM Doublet/Vest -3 SM 99 GM 04 SM 95 CM Sash -1 SM 99 GM 03 SM 95 CM Scarf -1 SM 99 GM 02 SM 95 CM Toolkit, Herbalist/Botanist -20 GM 79 GM 02 SM 95 CM Manacles -15 GM 64 GM 02 SM 95 CM Rope, Hemp (50 ft.) -1 GM 64 GM 02 SM 95 CM Collar, Kelvic (Leather) -5 GM 59 GM 02 SM 95 CM Mask -3 SM 58 GM 09 SM 05 CM Bladed Boots - 20 GM 38 GM 09 SM 95 CM Robe, Pocket -7 gm 3 1GM 09 SM 95 CM Bracer, utility (Vial Sheathes) -1 GM 30 GM 09 SM 95 CM Bracer, Utility (Spring Blade) -4 GM 26 GM 09 SM 95 CM House Sold + 500 GM 526 GM 09 SM 95 CM Portable Poisoncrafting Kit -150 GM 376 GM 09 SM 95 CM Phantom's Shell (4-dose tiny bag) -25 gm 351 GM 09 SM 95 CM Lost Tongue (4-dose tiny vial) -15 gm 336 GM 09 SM 95 CM Lazy Gel (4-dose tiny jar) -10 gm 326 GM 09 SM 95 CM Caltrops, poisoned (25) -25 gm 301 GM 09 SM 95 CM Body Pack -10 gm 291 09 SM 95 CM Rucksack -1 GM 290 09 SM 95 CM Antifungal Ointment (10 Days) -25 gm 266 GM 09 SM 95 CM Blowgun -10 gm 255 GM 09 SM 95 CM Blowgun Needles (20) -1 GM 254 GM 09 SM 95 CM Chain, Spiked -25 gm 229 GM 09 SM 95 CM Gloves -5 sm 224 GM 09 SM 95 CM Steel Lakan Free 224 GM 09 SM 95 CM Thread List Link your current & past threads here!