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Cipheerienthis




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PostSubject: Application   Application I_icon_minitimeMon Aug 18, 2014 1:26 am

Name: Cipheerienthis Darkblood

Other names: Ci, The Forsaken Hunter

Race: Soul Rot (A creature made from dark magic that became self aware and gained a physical form after merging with a living host forming a symbiotic relationship) Former Human

Side: Neutral / Friend to the Varden

Birthplace: Unkown

Age: Physically: 19 Spiritually: Old enough to remember the war between elves and dragons

Gender: Male

Birthday: Unkown

Eyes: None

Hair: Pale silver and messy reaching to the shoulders with a few locks obscuring their face.

Height:

Weight:

Magic: Because Ci's body is partly made of magic they have a vast store of energy but no prior knowledge of the ancient language before studying magic. They are also expert at mental combat and can detect consciouses and life for great distances.

Weapons: When fighting close quarters uses a scythe with a black pole, a serrated blade, a black skull decoration behind the blade, and a daggerlike blade on the butt of the pole, When fighting from a distance wields two daggers made of dragon bone attached to their wrists by thin cords enchanted to be nearly unbreakable and to stretch out to great lengths

Personality: Reserved and slow to trust yet loyal and protective of the ones close to them. Rarely speaking aloud because a side effect of the transformation into a Soul Rot is that they speak in a raspy hiss. They have a deep respect for all life and strive to learn all about the world. They hate Galbatorix for his crimes against all living creatures. Because they are two consciouses in one body they refer to themselves in the plural.

Appearance: Extremely tall yet skeletally thin. They wear black boots with metal spikes in the soles curving towards the heel, regular pants, a black shirt with sleeves reaching the wrist, white wrappings covering their hands and forearms, and a black cloak. Their lower face is covered by a red scarf and they wear a white blindfold over their torn eye sockets. They always carry a dull grey satchel that holds their money, food, traveling supplies, a journal containing notes on all they have learned, and the Eldunari of a green dragon name Daxlion who is thrir companion and teacher

Likes / Dislikes: Learning knew things, helping others, The Varden, and music/ Being helpless, seeing innocent people hurt, Galbatorix

Strengths: Mental combat, sensing life, logical thinking

Weaknesses: Difficult to control their temper, unable to fully control their full power unless they lash out on instinct, this happens when they become too frightened, enraged, or stressed, blind

History : Cipheerienthis first gained consciousness to find themselves in a clearing in a forest wearing the clothes they still possess today. Days later after wandering into a small town called Geldridge they were given a home by a kind couple named Telthin and Cassandra who they came to see as parents, several years later word of the new dragon rider began to spread the people of Geldridge celebrated and planned to join the Varden but soldiers of the Empire came and burned the village to the ground. Cipheerienthis was able to escape alive but their parents died in the blaze. All they have to remember them by is the scarf Cassandra made for them and the old violin Telthin had gifted to them. Fleeing into the woods they felt something calling to them.
Following the feeling they discovered can ancient stone building. They proceeded into the structure and went down into the deepest reaches of the ancient building. There they saw a strange creature trying to open a door. When Ci entered the room the beast wheeled about drew it's sword and charged at them. Quickly grasping their hunting knife Ci stabbed the cresturr in the stomach. The monster merely laughed and swung at them. The thing's claws connected with Ci's face gouging out their eyes. Jumping backwards Ci stabbed their knife at the beast's face. The creature fell dead it let out a horrible screech. Walking to the door Ci felt something telling them what to do. They spoke in the ancient language for the first time saying "Mor'amr thomessa grind, Open this gate. The door slowly opened and Ci entered. Inside they saw a large emerald-like gemstone as they approached they felt a strange presence. Then they heard a voice in their head.
"Greetings young ones my name is Daxlion. What is yours?
Speaking aloud they said "Our name is Cipheerienthis Darkblood. What are you?" The voice responded "I am an Eldunari."
"A what?"
Daxlion explained the concept of Eldunari to them.
"Incredible. Is that why that creature was trying to get to you?"
The dragon answered "Yes that cresture was a Ra'Zac. You are lucky to still be alive."
Ci then asked Daxlion why he had been locked in this room. To which the dragon explained that he had been placed there for protection from Galbatorix. After a lengthy conversation about the recent happenings in the world Daxlion asked Ci to take him with them. They agreed and placed the Eldunari into their satchel. Daxlion lead them to a nearby chasm where they found the skeleton of Daxlion's body. Daxlion instructed them to take two of the largest fangs and scraps of weapons. Before moving on they returned to Geldridge and made a promise that so long as they loved they would fight to protect the innocent until the y had breathed their final breath.
After a weeks journey they walked into a small town where following Daxlion's instructions found a blacksmith. There they had the scrap metal remade into their scythe and had the dragon fangs made into daggers. They also found a cloth to cover their eye sockets.
Many months later they had made a home in the ancient castle where they first met Daxlion. Ci had learned much about the ancient language and had improved their weapons with their newfound knowledge. Always remembering their home burning, they had aided the Varden several times. By rescuing captured soldiers, passing important information, and killing The Empire's spellcasters and generals. Although they helped the Varden they still remained independent of them. Both because they refused to follow orders and because the Varden were wsry and suspicious of them.

Password: Draumr Kopa
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