Lkorolodor was not like the other giants situated in their remote
mountain village. From a young age, he had a perversion about him, one that
was different than the rest of the young fire giants. Where others would
fight endlessly, Lkorolodor would smash creatures and draw symbols in their
blood. Where others sought to be the biggest and stronger, Lkorolodor
sought a darker kind of power, one that most fire giants cant even fathom.
Deciding early on in life that his mountain village was too small for his
ambitions, Lkorolodor left and traveled east where he came upon a darkened
city where blood ran in the streets and the cries of the dying and dead
alike filled the air. Walking the streets, Lkorolodor felt at home and from
that point on would cal it as such as he practiced his dark arts.
Delving Too Deep
Delving deeper and deeper into the dark arts, Lkorolodor would soon learn
of its true power. He had heard of an ancient spell, one that could awaken
an Abyssal and bring forth its power to the summoner. Eager to learn what
he could, he set out on his quest, traversing rugged mountains and vast
oceans. Eventually, his travels led him to a remote cave on an island far
to the west. It appeared normal, nothing out of the ordinary was visible.
Lkorolodor had no idea what would soon come to fruition. Entering the cave,
he walked down its empty vastness, hands outstretched to either side,
feeling with internal power for the thrum of power. Soon he reached the
back of the cave, where a lone, misshapen skull rested among a slightly
raised partition of the cave. Kneeling before the skull, he grasped it on
either side and began to chant with a fervor unknown to most. Soon, dark
tendrils arose from the skull, becoming corporeal. As his chanting rose, so
too did the tendrils. At the magnitude of power a sudden crack unleashed
throughout the cave and the tendrils gripped Lkorolodors skull in its own
dark embrace. A voice reverberated throughout Lkorolodors mind, and perhaps
the cave as well, You are mine now, vessel.. With another loud crack the
power was gone just as quickly as it had came, yet still remained.
Lkorolodor was no longer himself. A darker, more sinister evil had taken
residence inside Lkorolodor and could not be swayed to vacate.
Description:
Towering over most everything about him, this giant emanates with a dark
perversion. His head has been shaved and all that remains is a darkened
tinge. Eyes that seem to burn from within have been darkened with coal
which stretch out across his temples in intricately woven patterns. A large
and square jar protrudes too far forward which in turn shows off his
yellowed canines, one of which is badly damaged. His body is not
surprisingly knotted with muscle and sinew. His chest is pulled taut as he
heaves great breaths and his shoulders and arms ripple with power as he
continuously maneuvers his hands and fingers in strange sequences. A pair
of massive legs keep his overly large frame stable and grounded.
Bladefury BANNED 0 , 0 , 0 . why delete tho?
[reply to Nycticora]I never wished another character to die so badly, your presence will be wissed.
Bladefury BANNED 0 , 0 , 0 . on a good note good to still see grmillius around
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