Post by Drakesonian on Oct 11, 2015 22:43:22 GMT
Name: Pacem
Birthplace: Tordek
Gender: N/A
Race: Construct
Age: 3
Affiliation: None
Personality:
Has no recognizable personality, it varies time to time. But at most Pacem is passively a dull and quiet being, not speaking unless spoken to. And mostly never starting a conversation tending to usually linger and wait for the others to start one up. Other than that is a friendly iron being, often enough trying to be selfless and helpful to the living. But tends to be rather oblivious when it comes to holding a meaningful conversation, and gets easily distracted.
Physical Description:
Stands towering at 6'8", two arms, two legs. Whole body crafted carefully to fit that of a human body. Although its head is formed into a human-like skull. Where the lower jaw would be forged into having several large fangs as a secondary means of weapon. It's eye sockets are non-existent only filled with yellow flames flowing smoothly out to the sides. The foot being that of a more monstrous three pronged claws, intended to grip on any terrain and move viciously across a rocky terrain. The weight of it being around 350 lb's. The color of the whole body is plain chrome, gripping a fearsome flail with both its hands. Wearing nothing but a dark green robe to shroud its body.
Voice:
History:
Pacem was created into the world from a dwarven noble caste family to create order and peace in the afterlife. An event of which in the deeper districts of the mountain an undead corruption formed from the amass amount of goblin corpses invading a fortress. Causing his construction to be rushed, and rather an utmost importance to provide a first line of defense against the undead, daemons, and other maleficent beings. Although his forging was at the cost of a recently deceased dwarven soul, Pacem was tended to its every needs to ensure it was 'perfect' before it was operational. Although in reality there were multiple souls infused into its body, somehow absorbing fragments and other nearby recently deceased in the process.
After going through numerous field tests, and ensuring that the constructs body was strong enough Pacem finally gained consciousness to its new life. But as a result its awakening only had disastrous effects at first from the burst of voices erupting in its mind. Confused, frightened, and enraged it struck everything around it down before finally being isolated and given time to collect itself and become one. After time passed Pacem started to follow orders and prove rather useful on the undead front. Fighting with a group of other dwarves, Pacem was able to quell the number of undead goblins rising, and successfully cleanse the area from any more encounters. Although granted fame and reputation the Dwarven people looked at it only as an object. Even if it could recognize emotions and understand the meaning of life, it was ignored and locked away in the Dwarven Armory. Isolated from life until needed once more.
And now he's running around and escaped from the place. Yada yada. (I'ma just wait for walky to do wot he gotta do.)
Strength: ●●●●○
Endurance: ●●●○○
Agility: ●●○○○
Intelligence: ●●●○○
Perception: ●●●○○
Willpower: ●●●○○
High Magic: ●○○○○○○○○○
Mana: 10/10
Abilities:
(Passive) Golem Body - Due to the circumstances of Pacem being a construct. Its body is made to run off of souls and mana as a means of a life force to carry out its faithful tasks. When its mana is reached to zero, Pacem will enter a hibernated/unconscious state. Due to it being built to go into battle, if taken any damage, it will also lose mana. If any significant damage is dealt to the body such as a loss of limb, or worst it will start to bleed mana until repaired. On top of that his body, at the moment contains three souls stored in his body.
(Passive) Soul Leech - Anyone that is damaged from Pacems weapon of choice or anything from him. Would begin to feel a fragment of their soul being torn apart from their current body. Materializing into the physical plane in a obsidian like shard hovering silently around his right hand. Of course this is temporarily, but at will he could devour one to restore one mana point. On top of this every 3rd hit is a complete shard able to be used for consumption.
Birthplace: Tordek
Gender: N/A
Race: Construct
Age: 3
Affiliation: None
Personality:
Has no recognizable personality, it varies time to time. But at most Pacem is passively a dull and quiet being, not speaking unless spoken to. And mostly never starting a conversation tending to usually linger and wait for the others to start one up. Other than that is a friendly iron being, often enough trying to be selfless and helpful to the living. But tends to be rather oblivious when it comes to holding a meaningful conversation, and gets easily distracted.
Physical Description:
Stands towering at 6'8", two arms, two legs. Whole body crafted carefully to fit that of a human body. Although its head is formed into a human-like skull. Where the lower jaw would be forged into having several large fangs as a secondary means of weapon. It's eye sockets are non-existent only filled with yellow flames flowing smoothly out to the sides. The foot being that of a more monstrous three pronged claws, intended to grip on any terrain and move viciously across a rocky terrain. The weight of it being around 350 lb's. The color of the whole body is plain chrome, gripping a fearsome flail with both its hands. Wearing nothing but a dark green robe to shroud its body.
Voice:
History:
Pacem was created into the world from a dwarven noble caste family to create order and peace in the afterlife. An event of which in the deeper districts of the mountain an undead corruption formed from the amass amount of goblin corpses invading a fortress. Causing his construction to be rushed, and rather an utmost importance to provide a first line of defense against the undead, daemons, and other maleficent beings. Although his forging was at the cost of a recently deceased dwarven soul, Pacem was tended to its every needs to ensure it was 'perfect' before it was operational. Although in reality there were multiple souls infused into its body, somehow absorbing fragments and other nearby recently deceased in the process.
After going through numerous field tests, and ensuring that the constructs body was strong enough Pacem finally gained consciousness to its new life. But as a result its awakening only had disastrous effects at first from the burst of voices erupting in its mind. Confused, frightened, and enraged it struck everything around it down before finally being isolated and given time to collect itself and become one. After time passed Pacem started to follow orders and prove rather useful on the undead front. Fighting with a group of other dwarves, Pacem was able to quell the number of undead goblins rising, and successfully cleanse the area from any more encounters. Although granted fame and reputation the Dwarven people looked at it only as an object. Even if it could recognize emotions and understand the meaning of life, it was ignored and locked away in the Dwarven Armory. Isolated from life until needed once more.
And now he's running around and escaped from the place. Yada yada. (I'ma just wait for walky to do wot he gotta do.)
Strength: ●●●●○
Endurance: ●●●○○
Agility: ●●○○○
Intelligence: ●●●○○
Perception: ●●●○○
Willpower: ●●●○○
High Magic: ●○○○○○○○○○
Mana: 10/10
Abilities:
(Passive) Golem Body - Due to the circumstances of Pacem being a construct. Its body is made to run off of souls and mana as a means of a life force to carry out its faithful tasks. When its mana is reached to zero, Pacem will enter a hibernated/unconscious state. Due to it being built to go into battle, if taken any damage, it will also lose mana. If any significant damage is dealt to the body such as a loss of limb, or worst it will start to bleed mana until repaired. On top of that his body, at the moment contains three souls stored in his body.
(Passive) Soul Leech - Anyone that is damaged from Pacems weapon of choice or anything from him. Would begin to feel a fragment of their soul being torn apart from their current body. Materializing into the physical plane in a obsidian like shard hovering silently around his right hand. Of course this is temporarily, but at will he could devour one to restore one mana point. On top of this every 3rd hit is a complete shard able to be used for consumption.