Von Christoff
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Azurikel....
The legendary Black Knight who defied an Empire, who defeated a god...becoming known as The Godslayer...and who attained godhood at his mortal death.... who became the Eternal Nyght....
He was renowned for his coldness, intellect, excellent leadership abilities, and unequalled swordsmanship. His ability to stay calm in battle was what enables him to defeat his enemies time and time again....He wields the demonic swords Soul Crusher and Soul Reaver, which shatters its victims souls. His goals unknown to all but himself...his drive? The urge to seek the unknown powers of the Primordials, his obsessions? pleasure and power...his weaknesses...none.
Here is the Emblem of Azurikel....
Arrival
*The air shifts with enormous force, seems as if the balance of reality is being ripped. The air crackles and a door in reality is opened. A lone figure steps through the whole in reality and lands on the ground. He appears to be a male of 25, around 6'2'', and 225lbs, his musculature is olympian. His eyes are flaming emeralds of power, as his dark long hair cascades down his shoulders plates over his SoulForge armor, that was created at the beginning of time. The air seems to crackle all around his form with lighting shimmering off of his armor, and his two gigantic swords Soul-Crusher and Soul-Reaver shimmer at his sides. He is also wearing a large black wool hooded cloak over his armor with a black leather baldric over his shoulder containing the Dark Impaler in its sheath. His presence is overwhelming and even the night trembles at this display of Godlike power. He walks down the path his steps unheard but his eyes piercing through this new world he has come into, and his senses pick up the activity of the surrounding area......whispering silently into the wind.."I have come, and I find this world ripe for the picking."*
Blood & Honor
*Silently walks through the down poor of rain his midnight black cloak soaked to the very stich. His swords sway slightly at his sides as the storm gets yet more furious within the direction of his path. His senses become atuned to new scent that trails in the air, the stence is that of foul death and of demonic nature. He slowly looks up the rain pattering down his face, and his emerald eyes shimmer brightly as if he is possessed of an internal power. Up ahead he seas a lone figure standing straight and waiting as if expecting him. He continues to walk down that path and when he is in a distance of fifteen feet he stops and says..."Who are you that is so absently standing in my path?" His senses tell him this is not a human and he goes in a guarding stance. The figure infront of him says.."I am Grahlum Drake, Demon Lord of Oberon, and I have awaited you on this path Azurikel, Lord of the Night." Azurikel looks to him absently, "What business do you have with me demon? I am a being you should fear instead of come in my path so bravely, is it your wish to die?" The demon smiles and moves a little closer, "I am only here to tell you the forces of darkness are surmounting the legion and will inherit this lush world...and yea, you can't stop us." Azurikel laughs and places his hand on the hilt of Soul-Crusher," you would be wise to leave now for I will kill you as you stand." He leaps foward sword out of sheath before the eye can even register it, moving at a speed unseen he leaps past the demon and crouches resheathing the sword and opening his eyes that glow faintly an unholy light. Behind him the figure of the Demon shimmers and it topples over completely cut in twine, its foul green blood splatering all over the dirt path sizzling. Azurikel stands back up straight and continues to walk down the path not even looking back at the dissolving demon.............
...Off to Galendale
...Continues his way down the path then leaps forward shifting his form to that of a black panther and leaps off into the wooded area traveling faster through the trees then he did on the road. He runs at full pace then leaps up the trees, moving from branch to branch at a ever increasing pace, until his form is nothing but a giant mass of blackness, his claws rending trees nearly in two at the force of his passing......
Arrival at the City of Galendale..........
*Continues thrusting through the trees at high speed until he reaches the outskirts of Galendale. Breaks through the forest and shifts from panther back to his human form. Steps back onto the road and summons a wild horse to him, mounting it and striding off in through the titainium gates. He had taken the form of Caladain the Prince of Galendale, to gain access into the city. Striding through town he viers off to the left toward the palace his destination the room of the fair complected princess Anezka, with eyes of emerald and hair of onyx.
.......to be continued....
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