Character's Profile

Name:

Lucifes

Race:

Vegonian

Class:

Warrior

Age:

39

Height:

8'2"

Weight:

415 lbs.

Magic:

Psionic

Gold:

Profession:

None

Character's Rank and Power

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Character's Vital Stats

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Character's Combat Stats

DEFENSIVE
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AVOIDANCE
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OFFENSIVE
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Character's Armor

Armor of the Neophyte

This is a very common outfit not much more protective than wearing simple clothing. This character has yet to obtain a better set of armor. During a session this armor may be described however the player chooses until he or she can obtain better equipment. This armor could be considered to be a basic set of clothing, robes, leather armor, padded armor, etc. This equipment has no real value.

  • Type: Armor, Class: Any, Quality: Common

Character's Relic

Relic of the Neophyte

This is a very common magical relic not much more powerful than being without one entirely. This character has yet to obtain a better magical relic to focus his or her magical spells. During a session this relic may be described however the player chooses until he or she can obtain better equipment. This relic could be considered to be a basic ring, necklace, bracelet, wand, gemstone, etc. This equipment has no real value.

  • Type: Relic, Quality: Common

Character's Weapon

Weapon of the Neophyte

This is a very common weapon not much more powerful than being without one entirely. This character has yet to obtain a better weapon to improve his or her attack capabilities. During a session this weapon may be described however the player chooses until he or she can obtain better equipment. This weapon could be considered to be a basic knife, dagger, sword, staff, mace, etc. This equipment has no real value.

  • Type: Weapon, Class: Any, Quality: Common

Character's Biography

Lucifes Tracces started off life like most Vegonians, battling for life. His mother raised him until his seventh year. She became weak with illness and was consumed by a roving cannibalistic mob. He was hidden away from his father who was greatly feared, so when he was orphaned his identity was truly lost.

The young Vegonian fell in with slum gangs and quickly realized his brutal potential. Within two years he was at the head of the small gang, building a tiny ruthless empire that would mirror his culture almost perfectly. They gang preyed on the weak and in doing so only became stronger. Soon Lucifes consolidated all the slum gangs in his district and purged the weak.

Throughout his run as gang boss the black empire was watching, constantly following and pushing the young boy into greater acts of malevolence. One day that all changed when he had drawn up plans to raid an empire arm's storehouse. A trap was set for the gang as the empire had already been aware of their machinations.

Descending on the warehouse like a horde of locust, Lucifes and his gang were met with almost no resistance. They quickly surged through the defenses and searched out the military weapons deep in the heart of the storehouse. It was there that the snare wrapped tight around their necks. Down a long narrow hall they sprinted with hopes of making it big, it was then when the sound of quick moving metal began darting across the hall. A dozen of the violent youth were cut down. Some dropped as metal spikes hit them from multiple angles; others were pinned against the walls like insects.

Lucifes and a few of his gang stood unscathed in a crackling blue barrier. It was the first time that he had exhibited his potential for psionic ability. With a flash of light the end of the hall opened up and large figures bristling with energy rushed in. The crackling barrier faded as some of the boys ran back down the hall trying to escape. An electrified net whooshed around and past Lucifes. Once the net hit him it stopped and wrapped up a handful of the youth, causing them to fall convulsing on the floor.

Stepping over the convulsing bodies, some of the figures chased after the fleeing boys. "Round them up, we will drop them in the blastedlands, see if they are strong enough to survive on their own." The voice was deep and judgmental and its source slowly stepped over the gang members caught in the trap.

"This one is weak!" the voice exclaimed as it drove a small jagged blade into the youth's chest, causing blood to erupt and sizzle on the net. The smell of burning flesh and blood filled the corridor. "This one is not worthy as well!" he slit the throat of another gang member.

He continued sifting through the bodies, either giving nods of acceptance or quick gruesome death. Finally the figure stood over Lucifes and peered into his deep coal like eyes. "You are quite the catch young Lucifes! This was a bold decision, if it wasn't for us following you it may have worked. I commend your audacity and vision. With the weapons that would have been here you could have ruled like a vagrant king with unhampered fear!" The figure flashed an evil smile.

"Take the rest of them with the others, those that survive can join us." He gestured at the other boys that were still alive. The figure breathed in deeply, taking in the grizzly smells. "Ahh, wonderful!" The air became electric as the looming figure closed his eyes. "ARISE!" The boys he had just killed rose to their feet and shuffled about. They groaned with their heads drooping. Laughter poured out of the figure as he relished his display of power. Dreadful eyes turned on Lucifes. "I am Grey Fenrir. Welcome to my Black Empire!"

Hands pulled Lucifes up to his knees as he was forcefully knelt before Grey Fenrir. "One day you will lead my armies to battle." A strong blow fell upon Lucifes" skull and he was knocked out cold.

The years following his encounter with Grey Fenrir were filled with trials and tireless training of Lucifes' abilities. Occasionally some of the boys in his old gang would trickle into the army, most did not. He rose through the ranks of the black empires army through outwitting his adversaries and using brutality over his men. Lucifes" psionic abilities grew powerful and helped him lay waste to any challengers to his authority.

Player's Account Stats

Player:

Private

Title/Role:

Veteran

Years Active:

10+

Overflow:

Prestige:

Characters:

5+

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