Post by Skaven on Aug 12, 2010 18:06:06 GMT -6
Name; Skaven
Nicknames; General Skaven, Rat
Age; unknown
Place of birth; The Demon World
Species; Nezumi (Rat Demon)
Physical appearance; Skaven is short, His hunched form generally around 5 foot fall. His face is long and sneering, his eyes beady and black. His ears are pointed and nicked and his body is wiry. Skaven looks like a giant rat, for that's what he is. Skaven's fur is long and grey, white and black strands visible through his coat, his whiskers are long and his body covered with taut, ropey muscles. He wears fine clothes of silk and cloth and furs, and protects himself with ornate Lamellar armor in battles. His long tail had lost it's tip and he has socketted a long and barbed dagger's blade to the end of it.
Personality; Power hungry and desperate, Skaven is perpetually clawing and scheming and doing everything he can to get ahead in life, rank, and everything. He's bitter and sneering, a cynic and a sadist, and a pathological backstabber and asskisser. He grew up in the slums of hell's cities, a dreg of a demon, always whipped, beaten, spat on... He had no respect, even from those around him, an outcast and a scumbag his whole life. He counts his lucky stars that he's gotten as far as he had and is always hungry to go farther.
Skaven's a turncoat and flatterer, simpering and grovelliing to his superiors while snapping and berating at his underlings. He's a bit of a hedonist, enjoying as many luxeries as possible when not working, and always looking to get ahead and find newer forms of pleasure for himself. Skaven has a soft spot for underdogs and hard workers, though this generally doesn't get in the way of his work or his personal life, it's just that he can relate, that he's been there... And he'll kill mundus himself rather than go back to the bottom of the barrel.
Two things Skaven hates are people being better than him and not getting what he wants. He's lustful for power, authority, and pleasure. He loves being dominant, making others submit to him and squirm, the perfect enforcer in Mundus's city of Mortis, though he has a track record of being easy to bribe. His loyalties are shaky, seeing as how he's always wanting to be one step ahead, no matter what...
Abilities;
Quadridexterous: Skaven's capable of using all four of his limbs the same way. He's not right or left handed or ambidexterous, but he's quadridexterous, his feet are just as capable of operating as his hands as his hands are capable of operating like feet. He can grip onto anything with his long toes and hold up his body weight with his hands, his rat's tail adds to this balance making Skaven capable of moving in a wide variety of natural and unnatural ways with ease.
Combat Training: Skaven has learned how to fight through experience and formal training, growing up taught him how to fight with savagery and desperation, yet serving as a warrior for Mundus has provided him with formal drills and weapons practice, the result is a hardened and wily combatant.
Locomotive Breath: The name is just a nickname taken from a song, though it also is a good description of what this ability looks like. When Skaven activates this power, a thick, billowing black smoke pours from his mouth and nostrils, slowly filling whatever room he's in. This haze obscures vision and blocks out the light, making it hard to see. This fog is also quite poisonous, causing first a slight itch, then coughing and rashes of skin irritation. When the breath has fully set into a room (for it takes a while to overcome the air, the larger the space the longer it takes) It becomes nearly impossible to see, breathing is painful nightmare, and your skin burns and may start to flake and blister, you feel weak and sick and may collapse into a puddle of your own vomit just from breathing it.
This ability is Skaven's main power, using it to slowly flush people out of hiding or to tip an advantage to his favor, however it should be noted that this ability is absolutely useless outdoors, since it needs an enclosed space to work otherwise it'll disappate into the air, furthermore a strong air current can completely disrupt and negate the Locomotive Breath, opening a window or an air vent can completely cancel out this power. Furthermore the fog is mostly a heavier-than-air gas, it'll creep along the floors and slowly rise as it fills a room, and it's billowing, creeping black smoke is easily detected ahead of time.
Mind Control Poison: Skaven calls it this but it's nowhere near that potent. From the pads on his hands and feet, Skaven can secrete a very mild neurotoxin, this substance, upon contact with the body of another, creates a mild numbing sensation and causes a steep increase in the release of seratonin and endorphins, along with a mild increase of melatonin. This means his touch makes you feel tingly, numb, happy and tired. In this hypnotic state, Skaven's voice sounds like it's coming from your own mind as you trip out on his poisonous touch, making it hard not to obey his commands. This effect lasts for up to a minute after physical contact is broken. Furthermore individuals with a stronger will are capable of resisting (with difficulty due to the nature of this ability) the commands, and repeated exposure may cause you to build up either a gradual immunity or a growing addiction to this pleasurable toxin. Skaven is immune to this ability.
Alignment; Evil
Affiliation; Mundus
Weapons;
Skaven really likes his Polearms. He keeps a good selection of them in his quarters and stocks his personal armoury with a huge selection of multi-headed spears, glaives, halberds, poleaxes, billhooks... He favours them above all other weapons save for his babies.
Skaven wears two Kindjal swords on his person at all times, these blades are forged from the bones, claws, and hides of many powerful demons, allowing them to block and counter all manner of attacks and hack through thick armors with ease. Combined with his athletic capabilities and the fact he can hold these blades in his feet as well as his hands, Skaven can be a serious threat.
Skaven lost the tip of his tail during a bad time in his past, and when he joined with Mundus he had a blade carved from a demon's horn attached to the end, it's a foot long and curving blade with a nasty barb at the end, Skaven uses this as a whip, both clutching it in his hand or lashing his tail at anything behind him, this barb also allows him to grapple onto things, helping him climb and scramble and scale.
History; Skaven was born into a litter of rat demons, one of the smaller ones in his litter too. Not the runt by far, in fact he killed and ate the runt. He and his brothers lived in a slum, starvation, violence, and poverty picking off his brothers and sisters. He was lucky to make it to his adolescense. Skaven lived his day to day life stealing and mugging, beaten by his betters and his peers, hated for being such a weak rat demon. He cursed his life and those around him, hating his mother for birthing him and his father for siring him, hating his siblings for whatever successes they got and, in some cases, for escaping this wretched existence through the liberating release of death.
During his teenage years Skaven took solace by spending time with his sister, Skeen. She had taken to being a streetwalker, a whore. She was as hateful as he was, reassuring as they both loathed the world around them as well as each other, but they worked in unison quite well, Skeen earned them money, Skaven kept Skeen safe, and through her trade and his theiving they fed each other. It was reassuring, knowing they had each other despite all else, knowing there was someone who was still in the game despite the cards they were dealt. Yet fate intervened and changed the two rat demons' lives forever.
Dante was killed, Mundus struck him down. Demons from all over the demon world were drawn to his power, were thrust into the human world as it was hell on earth. Skeen was killed when this happened, many demons were, the chaos this caused and the war mundus waged on the human world bore many casualties. Skaven didn't care though, by this point he had joined Mundus's army distinguished himself as a cruel and efficient killer, As his reward he was given rank and land in Mortis, assigned as a minister in the demon lord's domain, and awarded his fine Kindjals and tail blades. He is one of the captain's of the City's Guard, a police force and standing army specifically tasked to enforce mundus's will and route out dissentors and partisans.
Skaven wants more though, he wants more prestige, more power, and he slowly claws his way further and further up the ladder...
Nicknames; General Skaven, Rat
Age; unknown
Place of birth; The Demon World
Species; Nezumi (Rat Demon)
Physical appearance; Skaven is short, His hunched form generally around 5 foot fall. His face is long and sneering, his eyes beady and black. His ears are pointed and nicked and his body is wiry. Skaven looks like a giant rat, for that's what he is. Skaven's fur is long and grey, white and black strands visible through his coat, his whiskers are long and his body covered with taut, ropey muscles. He wears fine clothes of silk and cloth and furs, and protects himself with ornate Lamellar armor in battles. His long tail had lost it's tip and he has socketted a long and barbed dagger's blade to the end of it.
Personality; Power hungry and desperate, Skaven is perpetually clawing and scheming and doing everything he can to get ahead in life, rank, and everything. He's bitter and sneering, a cynic and a sadist, and a pathological backstabber and asskisser. He grew up in the slums of hell's cities, a dreg of a demon, always whipped, beaten, spat on... He had no respect, even from those around him, an outcast and a scumbag his whole life. He counts his lucky stars that he's gotten as far as he had and is always hungry to go farther.
Skaven's a turncoat and flatterer, simpering and grovelliing to his superiors while snapping and berating at his underlings. He's a bit of a hedonist, enjoying as many luxeries as possible when not working, and always looking to get ahead and find newer forms of pleasure for himself. Skaven has a soft spot for underdogs and hard workers, though this generally doesn't get in the way of his work or his personal life, it's just that he can relate, that he's been there... And he'll kill mundus himself rather than go back to the bottom of the barrel.
Two things Skaven hates are people being better than him and not getting what he wants. He's lustful for power, authority, and pleasure. He loves being dominant, making others submit to him and squirm, the perfect enforcer in Mundus's city of Mortis, though he has a track record of being easy to bribe. His loyalties are shaky, seeing as how he's always wanting to be one step ahead, no matter what...
Abilities;
Quadridexterous: Skaven's capable of using all four of his limbs the same way. He's not right or left handed or ambidexterous, but he's quadridexterous, his feet are just as capable of operating as his hands as his hands are capable of operating like feet. He can grip onto anything with his long toes and hold up his body weight with his hands, his rat's tail adds to this balance making Skaven capable of moving in a wide variety of natural and unnatural ways with ease.
Combat Training: Skaven has learned how to fight through experience and formal training, growing up taught him how to fight with savagery and desperation, yet serving as a warrior for Mundus has provided him with formal drills and weapons practice, the result is a hardened and wily combatant.
Locomotive Breath: The name is just a nickname taken from a song, though it also is a good description of what this ability looks like. When Skaven activates this power, a thick, billowing black smoke pours from his mouth and nostrils, slowly filling whatever room he's in. This haze obscures vision and blocks out the light, making it hard to see. This fog is also quite poisonous, causing first a slight itch, then coughing and rashes of skin irritation. When the breath has fully set into a room (for it takes a while to overcome the air, the larger the space the longer it takes) It becomes nearly impossible to see, breathing is painful nightmare, and your skin burns and may start to flake and blister, you feel weak and sick and may collapse into a puddle of your own vomit just from breathing it.
This ability is Skaven's main power, using it to slowly flush people out of hiding or to tip an advantage to his favor, however it should be noted that this ability is absolutely useless outdoors, since it needs an enclosed space to work otherwise it'll disappate into the air, furthermore a strong air current can completely disrupt and negate the Locomotive Breath, opening a window or an air vent can completely cancel out this power. Furthermore the fog is mostly a heavier-than-air gas, it'll creep along the floors and slowly rise as it fills a room, and it's billowing, creeping black smoke is easily detected ahead of time.
Mind Control Poison: Skaven calls it this but it's nowhere near that potent. From the pads on his hands and feet, Skaven can secrete a very mild neurotoxin, this substance, upon contact with the body of another, creates a mild numbing sensation and causes a steep increase in the release of seratonin and endorphins, along with a mild increase of melatonin. This means his touch makes you feel tingly, numb, happy and tired. In this hypnotic state, Skaven's voice sounds like it's coming from your own mind as you trip out on his poisonous touch, making it hard not to obey his commands. This effect lasts for up to a minute after physical contact is broken. Furthermore individuals with a stronger will are capable of resisting (with difficulty due to the nature of this ability) the commands, and repeated exposure may cause you to build up either a gradual immunity or a growing addiction to this pleasurable toxin. Skaven is immune to this ability.
Alignment; Evil
Affiliation; Mundus
Weapons;
Skaven really likes his Polearms. He keeps a good selection of them in his quarters and stocks his personal armoury with a huge selection of multi-headed spears, glaives, halberds, poleaxes, billhooks... He favours them above all other weapons save for his babies.
Skaven wears two Kindjal swords on his person at all times, these blades are forged from the bones, claws, and hides of many powerful demons, allowing them to block and counter all manner of attacks and hack through thick armors with ease. Combined with his athletic capabilities and the fact he can hold these blades in his feet as well as his hands, Skaven can be a serious threat.
Skaven lost the tip of his tail during a bad time in his past, and when he joined with Mundus he had a blade carved from a demon's horn attached to the end, it's a foot long and curving blade with a nasty barb at the end, Skaven uses this as a whip, both clutching it in his hand or lashing his tail at anything behind him, this barb also allows him to grapple onto things, helping him climb and scramble and scale.
History; Skaven was born into a litter of rat demons, one of the smaller ones in his litter too. Not the runt by far, in fact he killed and ate the runt. He and his brothers lived in a slum, starvation, violence, and poverty picking off his brothers and sisters. He was lucky to make it to his adolescense. Skaven lived his day to day life stealing and mugging, beaten by his betters and his peers, hated for being such a weak rat demon. He cursed his life and those around him, hating his mother for birthing him and his father for siring him, hating his siblings for whatever successes they got and, in some cases, for escaping this wretched existence through the liberating release of death.
During his teenage years Skaven took solace by spending time with his sister, Skeen. She had taken to being a streetwalker, a whore. She was as hateful as he was, reassuring as they both loathed the world around them as well as each other, but they worked in unison quite well, Skeen earned them money, Skaven kept Skeen safe, and through her trade and his theiving they fed each other. It was reassuring, knowing they had each other despite all else, knowing there was someone who was still in the game despite the cards they were dealt. Yet fate intervened and changed the two rat demons' lives forever.
Dante was killed, Mundus struck him down. Demons from all over the demon world were drawn to his power, were thrust into the human world as it was hell on earth. Skeen was killed when this happened, many demons were, the chaos this caused and the war mundus waged on the human world bore many casualties. Skaven didn't care though, by this point he had joined Mundus's army distinguished himself as a cruel and efficient killer, As his reward he was given rank and land in Mortis, assigned as a minister in the demon lord's domain, and awarded his fine Kindjals and tail blades. He is one of the captain's of the City's Guard, a police force and standing army specifically tasked to enforce mundus's will and route out dissentors and partisans.
Skaven wants more though, he wants more prestige, more power, and he slowly claws his way further and further up the ladder...
