About
- Name:Feardun Isghoroth Dread
Age:30
Height:6,3; Just under 2 meters
Weight:200 lb; roughly 100 Kilo
Specialties:The study and practice of the Dark, Necromantic Arts; including but not limited to, Resurrection, Telepathy, Telekinesis, Affliction Via Magic and Death Spells. He also is able to realm and time jump. He is not an offensive sort of person, he is more on learning new things rather than harming or controlling others.
Biography and History:Born in the middle of Spring, Feardun was raised to be a good child, going to church every Sunday, and following the commandments of his religion. Unfortunately that was abruptly stopped, at the tender age of 5, his parents were murdered before his eyes, and since then he lived only to hate and hurt people, because of what people did to his parents. He loved to cause pain to others, for 5 more years he spent his time hurting and causing pain to others...until one day...
He had strangled a man with his bare hands, murdering him, bloody, a horrific mess, but he had not calculated the fact the man was a father, he had also not calculated that the man's daughter was in the same house, a girl he knew. A girl he would fall in love with...Her tears, and her pain changed Feardun, and from then on he forced himself to learn how to resurrect the girl's father, for three years he tried, and finally he got it.
To his dismay, she was terrified at the corpse he had resurrected, a mindless, flesh feasting shell of it's former host. The girl killed herself, and now, everyday, Feardun spends learning more about the arts, trying new ways to change the art from a power hungry practice, to that of one that could help people. It was not until he was 18 that he truly tried to bring her back, for he found that he loved the girl, that motivating him to become more valiant in finding out the secret to true Resurrection.
He was tutored by a great Lich, once a man, he found a way to bring himself back, unfortunately he forgotten the formula in the process of bringing himself back to life, and still himself studies Necromancy, after Feardun had mastered all he could, he adopted his Master's name, Dread. Isghoroth was a name he adopted, from the god of eternities. He wanders the realms and times in search of knowledge, in hopes of one day bringing back that little girl, and her father.
Personality:Sadistic at heart, Feardun just plain enjoys the pain of others, as well as himself, making him Sado-Masochistic. The love of his pain as well as others. But deep down there is more than that in his heart, he is truly a caring person, who can be devout to whoever and whatever comes across his path. He is not some hapless murderer, hellbent on destroying everything life has to offer, he is quite the opposite, working for the good of the living. In and beyond life.
Appearance: Feardun is very handsome man, standing tall, and broad shouldered, he has learned the ways of martial arts, but not for force or harm, but protection and self defense. He at one time had pure white skin, and powerful green eyes, but after years of studying the arts, he had completely covered his body in a black substance to help his longevity, making him ageless beyond 23, still having that figure. There are Runes all over his body, to enhance his magical prowess, and to aide his body's endurance and Constitution. What he is is unknown, perhaps demon, or moon child, a servant of Isghoroth herself. His hair has changed due to the magic within him, as well as his eyes, now a brilliant blue, standing out against his skin. (His runes are the same blue, radiating powerful magics.) He wears silver, blue lined earrings, a black, assassin's robe, with buckles, blue pants, with buckles, blue gloves, black socks and blue sandals on his person, more of a fashion statement. Though he does at times hire himself as an assassin for the evil.
Weapons:A Summoner's scythe, and a dimensional Death Sword, he uses both to travel realms and time, in order to learn as much as he can about the arts of Necromancy.
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Well, Considering Its 1:18am, My Day Hasn't Really Happened Yet.
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But Unfortunately I'm Not In The Date Raping Mood
Otherwise I Could Have Made Exceptions.
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