General
Name: Erebus
Nicknames: none
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 23
Birthday: X767/07/13
Guild: Phantom lord
Rank: D
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Personality
DescriptionThe calm wind rises and in it you will at many times be able to find this battle scarred man, Erebus is a calm man who will not do what heroes would in a situation of darkness and evil,instead he is the type of person that when someone is in need or all hell is breaking loose he would assess the situation and if he thinks he can win it he would try otherwise he would pay the moment no heed. Any challenge that allows him to fight for a title he takes and tries to win.
He loves to read and whenever he gets into a book(mostly about legends such as dragons) he would push to read it at all times therefore often being found with a book in his hand or bag. He owns nothing except for his armory and treasures instead himself like what a rich man would his ownings, he cares deeply for his own physical health and works out or fights whenever he has spare time. In battle he looks as if dancing even when he wields heavy weapons, and often smiles as he does so because to him it is a game, a game of life and death that sends thrilling chills of adrenaline down his spine.
LikesThe Wilds: The wilds are a peacefull place where the strongest survive and neither nobility nor the law holds controll, rather it is the one place where Erebus may take refuge when the law is after him(except for the guild ofc.)
DislikesHippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia:Long words might not really scare him much however he hates/dislikes them so much that he avoids talking about them or using them to extreme lengths.
MotivationsFun: Erebus never really grew up having fun in his childhood and therefore grew to be one having fun in battles(playtime did not exist.) he likes being flashy in battle whenever he can and loves it whenver he has a crowd to watch him kick the shit out of someone.
Making a name for himself: As a mercenary Erebus never got to take the glory for his battles and was always overlooked as knights of royalty and nobility stole the glory from his work, he therefore seeks to make a name for himself as the strongest knight on the battlefield.
Battling a dragon: Truly wondrous creatures, Erebus has never seen one but has heard legends of people slaying dragons in his home country of Pergrande and north of there, this has drawn his attention to the fact that any who battle a dragon and win gains a ridiculous amount of respect and a fearsome nickname, he also wants to test his limits and have set his goals on killing atleast one dragon in his lifetime.
FearsChildren: The sole fact of Erebus backstory as a mercenary is enough to tell you he has at times been forced with the sight of dead children filling the streets or street corners and therefore he quakes whenever a child is near him or cries in his presence, his reaction to this is most often having to leave the scene or push the child away, it is also the reason as to why he never ever wants to get a child only to see it grow up in a world filled with such turmoil.
Demons:Because of facing a black mage once on a battlefield Erebus has grown to fear the vile summonings of demons and is therefore scared slightly by takeover magic and summoning magic that attracts or uses hellish features such as demons(only the scary ugly/gore kind though)
Rats:Anyone who has ever served in a army or warband first of all knows that rats carry disease like no other and that it many times is deadly,Seeing Erebus kill mice or rats whenever he has the chance is therefore not that uncommon(he also visibly tenses whenver a rat is nearby and he knows of it.)[/spoiler]
Appearance
Height: 210cm
Weight: 103kg
Apperance: The body of Erebus is solidly built yet "slim" with strong muscles befitting that of a warrior tested many times in battle, Having been tested in battle he has quite a few scars but the ones most notable are one that sits across the chest as if he had been slashed by a longsword or greatsword, the other just slightly less notable scars is one of a spear through his right leg and one from a arrow that had almost made it's way straight through his left palm.
Erebus has golden blonde colored natural hair and a pair of Saphire/Crystal crackelated blue eyes, he has a fairly defined jawline and a small yet pointy nose,he also has slightly small ears that hide in his hair. Erebus most oftenly wears utility clothing in the form of tank tops and baggier pants with straps at the bottom that hold them from being in the way of his footwork. He also almost never leaves the side of his sword feeling slightly at unrest whenever he does.
Guild Tattoos: Colored gold like his hair the guild insignia of phantom lord rests upon Erebus neck just beneath where his hair stops growing.
History
Hometown: None Erebus was raised as a mercenary.
HistoryMany many years ago when feudal lords in Pergrande warred against each other, mercenary bands grew in amount and one day on a lone field a boy was born. A female mercenary had in her own tent birthed a baby, the baby was born from rape and yet the woman loved him the few first moments of his life until she died from the pain. She had not been given any help with the birth and the umbilical cord still clung to the boys stomach.
Not long after birth another male mercenary entered the tent, it was one of the females friends and when he saw the baby lying there upon the stomach of his mother he cried and rushed to the boys side cutting the umbilical cord and tieing it into a knot, he then named the boy Erebus as he had was born from evil in the dark of night.
During his time growing up there was nothing such as free time, in the morning he would gather herbs and consumable vegitation with other females whilst the men hunted, midday he would help with cooking and at night he would listen to stories...most of them were quite gruesome. Erebus did not know safety and when he became older gathering herbs grew into hunting and cooking food became cutting firewood and practising the art of the sword in any spare time and at night he would sleep so that he would be awake and alert for whatever fight the mercenary band was going into that day.
But a short time after he had become 10 years old Erebus had killed his first man by plunging a shortsword through his unarmored chest, often times the band was pitted in the offensive and charging into battle against fortresses was not uncommon. Sleep grew to become telling stories of his own battles and by the time he was 20 years of age he had atleast fought in 100 battles and 3 wars. Erebus had been scarred by battle and when the band fell apart one by one he decided it was best to leave, at the age of 23 he had reached the much smaller country of Fiore where his story would start its own new chapter.
- RP Sample:
Ren was no longer bored.
After the eventful trip through the Firvel Gate he had met people that seemed welcoming enough for him to enjoy the rest of his stay at the academy, they had invited him to join them in the mess hall for food and he had done so but more sneakily staying away from the commotion as he observed the people that were there and their choice of clothing pondering if he should make clothes for all of them that fit their personalities.
After finishing his food in the mess hall Ren had snook away from the crowd a bit earlier than most others had started to move from the dinner tables, he had made his way through the closest exit and then out onto the courtyard again where he decided to have a little adventure exploring the school grounds he made his way to the next door that spoke the most to him aesthetically entering into a almost ruined place he looked around and then smiled before picking up a coin from the floor, he flipped the coin and then threw it as far as he could hearing a clirring sound as it crashed into one of the walls and then fell down onto the floor and rolled across the floor before flipping onto its side and then remaining still.
After flipping the coin he walked away again making his way to where they had been instructed that the dorms were, touching the one single door that lead to the dorms house he opened it but what was on the other side was no main hall no what was beyond that door was his own empty room, he made his way inside and looked around before the door closed behind him as if a wind had pulled it shut.
He looked at the bed and as he was quite tired by now he would throw himself down onto the bed checking how soft it was and it was perfect much like the bed he had had in his hometown, he then stood up and undressed before going to sleep.
Waking up the next day Ren would yawn loudly and then clumsily slump over into the bathroom falling into the already magically filled bathtub, he laid there for a time scrubbing his legs and arms but he had a hard time scrubbing his own back, but when he felt done he would take a step over the bathtub edge and let his left foot kiss the floor and then let the right leg follow grabbing a towel and drying himself rubbing the water off.
When he was done with the act of cleaning himself he would walk out of the bathroom and over to where he had laid his briefcase with his favourite underwear and his sewing kit, grabbing the underwear and then sliding into it putting on his clothing that he had hung up from the day before.
He was now done preparing this morning and so he would open the door again and waltz out over to the mess hall for breakfast and then over too where the training hall was.
Ren looked the man over having stood in the room for a while it was nice to see a new face and so he would reply to the man’s steady disinterested voice that had a hint of nervosity in it “Hello to you too my name is Ren and I just got here yesterday” He then decided to not care for anymore talking as the man picked up a sword and Ren walked over to one of the corners of the room hearing one of the windows pop open from behind him he took almost no notice of it until he turned around since he was going to do push ups but was stopped by the sight of this half snake, half human creature.
He looked it over and as it spoke with a weird emphasis on every S that he used Ren would again introduce himself “Hello there my name is Ren” before he slumped down on the floor and got into position to start pushing his body up and down doing regular push ups as he saw the feet of another person enter the room and then another the first one talking about squirrels and being mostly annoying the second one saying something about rivalry.
After having trained Ren had walked back to his dorm and slept and bathed for a while not really knowing how he would spend the rest of his day he decided to work on his studies and so he would move over to the library waltzing in like he was the king noticing that a lot of the people inside were quiet and reserved he felt a peace and quiet as he looked around for some needed books on how to control your mana and form it into the different elements, coming across a book that had been left on one of the study tables Ren slumped down into a chair close by and started reading about mana control and how one should control it to his best abilities so that you did not waste mana when casting spells.
He smiled as he kept reading making no effort to go back to other activities not knowing what the clock was as he had been occupied for so long but he did not care too much as he knew that classes did not start for a while he had gotten at least ten pages into the book and he had gotten some basic knowledge so far, this might help him in class and that thought was satisfying enough for him to keep going, after a while he had read another 10 pages and now he started to feel like he really needed the knowledge that would be given in classes to continue since he did not understand much about magic, the magic that he knew so far was only how to set his fingers on fire and such, casual spells that really did not do much at all.
He read a few more pages trying his utmost to grasp the information but when he eyed the clock as he was bored he saw with shock that class was starting soon his eyes widened and he closed the book and skipped out of the library most probably disrupting the peace as his gentlemans shoes clashed against the floorboards.
Ren was now rushing, through the hallways and corridors until he was at the door of the classroom pushing it open making his way inside slightly exhausted from having to run his fastest he raised his hand looking at the teacher surprised that it was the all master and said “Ren Psyllion here!” he then walked up in front of the teacher observed him and then walked over to one of the middle seats and sat down on it huffing a little as he breathed.
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