Post by Eurynome on Sept 16, 2013 11:16:14 GMT -5
Eurynome
theme song:;
"Treasure" by Amethystium
description:;
Eurynome is considered to be overly tall by human standards; he's 6'9 at full height and has an emaciated frame, but he's lean enough that his strength can be deceiving. He has white hair and has two pairs of gray wings, one pair greatly smaller than the other and both are light gray. He has many scars adorning his body, in particular one large one over his heart and a maze of scars adorning his back which seem to be caused by a whip.
playby:;
**JSFantasy (artist)
age[/color]:;[/b]
500 years old.
gender:;
MALE
race:;
born a Daemon subspecies: Daemon [Hunter]
should we put bricks on your head?:;
Eurynome is 6' 9" tall
no place like home:;
Somewhere within the Carpathian Mountains range
getting lucky with ~someone~:;
Pansexual
babies coming?:;
Single
abilities:;
Flight (innate), Aura of Fear (innate)
Clairsentience,
Mind Reading *lv.2
Hasten
Clairsentience,
Mind Reading *lv.2
Hasten
weapon(s):;
He weilds a old ebony sword named Demnezeu that he has had from birth
whatcha~wearin?:;
Bandages over his eyes..and maybe just a pair of pants he found lying on the street. He's poor and way out of touch with the "New World" and its ways.
transportation:;
His wings
anything.else.you'd.like.to.share?:;[/b][/color]
disposition to the law:;
Lawful
alignment:;
Neutral
likes:;
1. Knowledge (books etc.)
2. Completing contracts he was summoned for
3. Order
4. Nature based things
5. Freedom
2. Completing contracts he was summoned for
3. Order
4. Nature based things
5. Freedom
dislikes:;
1. Harsh emotions (anger, hate)
2. Gadgets (cellphones, cars, computers)
3. Being enclosed or locked away in something
2. Gadgets (cellphones, cars, computers)
3. Being enclosed or locked away in something
phobias:;
Hydrophobic, fears losing control of self or being rejected by others
obsessions:;
Hunger for blood or internal organs, preferably dead
background:;
Eurynome was born in the year 1514 in the Carpathian Mountains of Transylvania, Romanina. His infancy was rather mysterious as he was gifted with an ebony sword called Demnezeu on the same day he was brought to the world. He remembers not his parents, if he had any, nor does he recall having any siblings. For the most part, the daemon was on his own when it came to growing up and made few friends along the way.
The children he managed to befriend were all part of the tiny church in the town, and he had followed their religion since he had no one else to turn to--perhaps God could set him on a path and give him the unconditional love and faith that he seemed to crave?
His teenage years brought him much hardship.On his seventeeth birthday, the itch on his back side that had been bothering him finally reached an unbearable point and he scratched his back until it became raw, only to cause gray wings to burst out. The pain was excruciating to say the least, and it was a turning point in his life. The wings had in fact been there the entire time, but for what ever reason they had been veiled by his skin until they had matured; moreover, his friends were convinced that he was either an angel or a demon. He couldn't tell because they avoided him, and wouldn't even look at him. His eye color was one thing, but add a set of wings to it and he was considered a "freak".
The next hundred or so years wound him up into the European Renaissance, a time of the arts and sciences. Religion wasn't as highly feared at this time, but Eurynome still prayed to the human God while he lived a solitary life out in the forests of Transylvania, praticing his skills as a swordsman and discovering he had more power to him than he thought; he was able to read the history of objects by touch, fly, and even move at incredible speeds--which he utilized to catch fast moving prey such as deer. The world simply passed him by.
Death became a center focus for him almost immediately during this time. He thanked God for the kills he made, and as if to not insult His creations, devoured the flesh and organs raw. It made him very sick the first few times he had tried it, but after a while he started to be able to actually stomach it. At least..that's how he remembered gaining his first taste of raw flesh.
The main problem occurred about 200 years down the road. He had altered his focus from eating wild animals to eating humans. Dead ones, well, after he killed them that is. Though the individuals he slayed were of bad blood. "Evil" and "sinners" according to his religion; he wanted to rid the world of Sin--but little did he know his own actions caused more harm than good. Many people were horrified by his actions and that was the period of time when he was chased all throughout Europe, called only "Death Follower" because wherever he wound up death would surely follow. He had formed a small cult with others, some were human, some were not. The cult worshipped death primarily and God second, thinking that by eating the organs of the dead they would rid the soul of sin as the spirit passed on into Heaven (or wherever it was that spirits went). Truth was the cult knew nothing about a Death God.
Somewhere along the line, Eurynome became blinded, and subsequently fell into a coma by unknown means. He spent the last 200 years asleep, his body fueled only by the blood and innards he had consumed; when he woke up he became starving. His coma acted like a hibernation in which slowed his aging process. The "New World" as he calls it is vastly different. There are now rules in place which can't be broken. He now tries to recall the other fragments of his past, why he forgot them, and to improve himself by whichever means necessary, for the lack of nutrition has left him in a weakened state.
Because of his age, he is known as an "Old World" creature--unfortunately, he doesn't happen to recall much of his past, and that bothers him. He's also desperate since his awakening to feed. Blood and flesh aren't the only things he can digest, he just prefers them over other food sources. Dead things bring him the most comfort, but if pressed he'll consume someone or something that's still living.
The children he managed to befriend were all part of the tiny church in the town, and he had followed their religion since he had no one else to turn to--perhaps God could set him on a path and give him the unconditional love and faith that he seemed to crave?
His teenage years brought him much hardship.On his seventeeth birthday, the itch on his back side that had been bothering him finally reached an unbearable point and he scratched his back until it became raw, only to cause gray wings to burst out. The pain was excruciating to say the least, and it was a turning point in his life. The wings had in fact been there the entire time, but for what ever reason they had been veiled by his skin until they had matured; moreover, his friends were convinced that he was either an angel or a demon. He couldn't tell because they avoided him, and wouldn't even look at him. His eye color was one thing, but add a set of wings to it and he was considered a "freak".
The next hundred or so years wound him up into the European Renaissance, a time of the arts and sciences. Religion wasn't as highly feared at this time, but Eurynome still prayed to the human God while he lived a solitary life out in the forests of Transylvania, praticing his skills as a swordsman and discovering he had more power to him than he thought; he was able to read the history of objects by touch, fly, and even move at incredible speeds--which he utilized to catch fast moving prey such as deer. The world simply passed him by.
Death became a center focus for him almost immediately during this time. He thanked God for the kills he made, and as if to not insult His creations, devoured the flesh and organs raw. It made him very sick the first few times he had tried it, but after a while he started to be able to actually stomach it. At least..that's how he remembered gaining his first taste of raw flesh.
The main problem occurred about 200 years down the road. He had altered his focus from eating wild animals to eating humans. Dead ones, well, after he killed them that is. Though the individuals he slayed were of bad blood. "Evil" and "sinners" according to his religion; he wanted to rid the world of Sin--but little did he know his own actions caused more harm than good. Many people were horrified by his actions and that was the period of time when he was chased all throughout Europe, called only "Death Follower" because wherever he wound up death would surely follow. He had formed a small cult with others, some were human, some were not. The cult worshipped death primarily and God second, thinking that by eating the organs of the dead they would rid the soul of sin as the spirit passed on into Heaven (or wherever it was that spirits went). Truth was the cult knew nothing about a Death God.
Somewhere along the line, Eurynome became blinded, and subsequently fell into a coma by unknown means. He spent the last 200 years asleep, his body fueled only by the blood and innards he had consumed; when he woke up he became starving. His coma acted like a hibernation in which slowed his aging process. The "New World" as he calls it is vastly different. There are now rules in place which can't be broken. He now tries to recall the other fragments of his past, why he forgot them, and to improve himself by whichever means necessary, for the lack of nutrition has left him in a weakened state.
Because of his age, he is known as an "Old World" creature--unfortunately, he doesn't happen to recall much of his past, and that bothers him. He's also desperate since his awakening to feed. Blood and flesh aren't the only things he can digest, he just prefers them over other food sources. Dead things bring him the most comfort, but if pressed he'll consume someone or something that's still living.
WHO HE WORSHIPS:
Possibly Anpu Thutmose or Niamh Trayvold
[/size]Possibly Anpu Thutmose or Niamh Trayvold
