"Aren't we all." He muttered to himself but loud enough to be heard by the blindfolded man thing, either not really aware or not caring if he was heard he leaned languidly on the lamp post near a conveniently placed pub. Was that always there? He and no doubt blindfold could now begin to smell...
Name- Sol
Appearance-
True form.
Human form.
Passive abilities:
Psychic resistance- Any ability that attacks, manipulates, or distorts ones mental or sensory abilities will have a little or no effects on Sol. (Example would be an illusion that would seem realistic to someone would be blurry...
Thousands of years of experience let the red haired nightmare lord deduce that this blindfold wasn't exactly normal. Even compared to supernatural phenomena this man, or whatever he truly was had a sixth sense that went beyond anything physical. And it became clearer that Blindfold was...
Again what little patience he had for the demon reached its end. His all-present smile faded into a very dark frown, his one eye that seemed so vibrant if mad, had quickly turned cold and hard, he was ready to show this little brat what true nightmares were. After all he wasn't just a lord of a...
The response both annoyed and intrigued him. Though Blindfold would possibly not catch on since Mephos still held the same overly excited smile, his head tilting to the side. "Ooooo? That's what you think is it?" Chuckling as if Blindfold told an amusing joke the Fallen Angel's weapon dissolved...
Name: Taran Caelis
Aliases: Grandmaster, Taran, Zeus (In Elven tongue it means thunderer)
Titles: The invincible titan
Moral Alignment: neutral good
Race: Human
Subrace: Elf
Age: 160 (looks to be in early 20s)
Gender: male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Appearance...
The smile Mephos grew even more wider than what was physically possible clearly this demon wasn't in the knowhow of who he was... Or who he used to be. Deciding to go with the flow he let Amaimon grab and toss him about a couple yards away. "Good hand." Now laughing madly he twisted his body in...
Freezing on the spot the lord of nightmares listened to this demon prattle on about 'deals' and his shallow attempt at hiding his dark intentions. He was not too impressed.The demon might have seemed charismatic and even approachable to the many mortals that shuffled along these docks... Though...
In an impressive feat of acrobatics Mephos did a perfect front flip from pushing his hands off the creaking wood-planks than just to show off land perfectly balanced on a bench. "And the crowd goes wild." He said with the enthusiasm of a child. The former Angel of dreams now looked squarely at...
It was early in the morning, although one could not tell without a cloak or an inner senses of the world so thick was the gloomy all pervasive fog that always seemed to blanket Elder shores. Such negative emotions. Such potential for nightmares. In stark contrast to the down right dreary morning...
The pungent smell of the old coastal port was almost enough to make even a hardy man sick to his stomach, the kind of smell that one would associate with a rotting corpse. Yet the towns-folk of Elder shore (As it was called) grew accustomed to the stench. One would even say that the stench was...
Names: Mephos
Aliases: King of Nightmares (Dreams)
Titles: Envoy of nightmares
Originally angel of Dreams and hope
Moral alignment: Chaotic neutral
Race: Fallen angel
Age: his real age is unknown but he seems to be in his early 20s, even though he is much older than that.
Sexual...
Name- Sol
Appearance-
True form.
Human form.
Passive abilities:
Psychic resistance- Any ability that attacks, manipulates, or distorts ones mental or sensory abilities will have a little or no effects on Sol. (Example would be an illusion that would seem realistic to someone would be somewhat...
It had been 3 days ago since he had sat down with Viktoria to discuss events such as this, only for Alexander to reunite with his childhood friend Amanda who now went by Ruby for reasons he did not fully understand but he felt was best to not push her on the subject. They both arrived together...
Aife stared at Ren as he was voicing his own disapproval of doctors, her face matching his in the sheer lack of emotion it held. Thinking about what he just revealed to her she only nodded in understanding. "You know I hate the most about the doctors. Shots. Just the waiting and anxiety, it gets...
Even the impulsive and let's face it tone deaf Aife could pick up on how she just sounded. 'O great, you are really going to do this again. With a stranger who is offering you a kick-ass job.' Her tone quickly changed as she let go of his arm and faced him with a pleasant smile yet apologizing...
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