Post by Damion Wildblood on Feb 1, 2018 17:24:28 GMT -8
//Damion Wildblood
age:32 | gender: Male |
element: Shadow | occupation: 'Hunter' |
//race: Monster
//personality
//positives | //negatives |
| ✔ Resourceful ✔ Vigilant ✔ Patient ✔ Perceptive ✔Adaptable | ✘Savage ✘ Sociopathic ✘ Psychopathic ✘ Rude ✘ Spiteful |
//likes | //dislikes |
| ✔ Eating 'Pig' ✔ Ganon's Boys ✔ The quiet serenity of the deep woods | ✘ Rain ✘ Arogance ✘ Crowded places |
//background
Born to a family of woodsmen outside of Hyrule Village that helped provide meat for the growing village, Damion Wildblood was quick to learn his father’s trade. Being so far out of the village He learned how to live off of the land for the supplies they either couldn’t afford or couldn’t bring back from town, but they were always scraping the bottom of the barrel. Damion never knew a life of luxury, sometimes he didn’t even know where his next meal was coming from.
Things got worse as monsters started popping up more, the game was becoming more scarce and what little they could grow got stolen by greedy bokoblins half the time. It was infuriating. Eventually his dad got sick of it and left to go kill these monstrous pests.
Several nights later, a pair of large black moblin kicked down the front door, dragging Damion’s father with him. After a quick scuffle, they knocked out both his mother and himself. When he awoke he found himself tied up to a spit, spinning over a fire. This was surely the end for him. He had learned most of these new monsters were the work of Ganon, the foul demon that caused so much trouble all those years ago. He was coming back it seemed. He prayed to Ganon for a way to free himself from these monsters. ‘Give yourself fully to me and I will unleash the savagery within you that longs to be free.’ At this point, eternal servitude sounded preferable to being slowly cooked alive. “Ganon, Lord of Darkness, I offer up to you myself to be your instrument. Give to me a portion of your strength and I shall be yours forever. A life spared is a lifetime indebted.” As he spoke, the moon seemed to shine red for a moment and he felt strength like he had never dreamed of enter his body. The small lad nearly doubled in stature, bursting from the ropes that held him and unfazed by the flames that scorched him.
With unbridled brutality he slew the moblins that had taken everything he had known, skewering them on the rod they had tied him to. They took everything from him… But Ganon had offered him a new life, a life of power. No longer would he be prey to be hunted in the night. He was the predator now. He did not need the weakness of his birth, so he consumed it and those who had brought it to him. He then did the same with it the 2 moblins that had once sought to do the same to him.
That was half of his life ago now… He was now 32 and stood 7’8”. He had kept to the woodlands and jungles, living as a paraiah of his kind, no hylian would understand him now. He had no true home now, and that is how he wanted it. Everything was his game now. He was weak no longer. He worried about his future no longer. Ganon had provided him everything he would need. The power to take what was his.
//player
authored by Scoot
faced by Garruk Wildspeaker, Magic the Gathering
faced by Garruk Wildspeaker, Magic the Gathering
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