Character Name: Xioptoctl ((Xio for short))
Species: Ancient Intelligence Shard((Ancient Intelligence = demon deity of sorts A shard is a section of the deity used for manifestation into a humanoid form))
Class: mage
Immortal Age: indeterminable(over several millennia old)
Appearance age: 80
Powers: D-Shift, Reincarnation, Metamorphosis: Insect Swarm, Regeneration
Abilities: surveillance, detect concealment, Interrogation, Psychology, Hand to hand: Commando, Appraise goods, and Anthropology
Spells: Shockwave, Curse of the World Bizzare, Reality Flux, Anti-Magic Cloud, barrier of Thoth, Swap Places, Resurrection, Calm Storms, Disharmonize, Blight of Ages, Scorcerous Fury, and Annihilate.
Weapons: 2 khepesh
Alignment: Evil
Appearance: Looking like an old man, he is 6'5" and well built, albeit wizened. He has dark red eyes that seem endlessly abyssal and eons old. His shock white hair reaches his thighs, and shrunken heads and skulls are interwoven into his hair. He is not ugly per say, but there is just something overwhelmingly wrong with the way he looks, As if even containing himself to a human form was not enough to hide his true self. A close look at his mottled skin reveals that it is made of hundreds of small faces, as if the flesh from thousands of shrunken faces were welded together into his grotesque visage. The faces whisper ever so slightly in the language before time of forgotten horrors of eons past. Of Cosmic horrors, Eternal slumbering of ancient Gods long forgotten, and Mind shredding truths of unthinkable natures. These voices are never understood, but the feeling they emanate is translated quite clearly: Horror, Madness… anticipation This is ever-present like an aura of Fear and madness. Xioptoctl wears but two things: a pair of leather pants stitched from the skins of newborns, and a belt made of teeth, bone, and sinew.
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Through the slimy fog a massive swarm of insects built and massed. Flies, hornets, moths, dragonflies, and more from the sky. Along the ground, coating the earth like a plague were beetles, worms, centipedes, cockroaches, and countless others. There was a whisper of an echo that rumbled through the air as the insects massed, "Minds deluded, concluded, much is there to say, and ~I~ have listened. Through Earth and flesh and space... Now I shall talk and they shall listen." they made their way across the land quickly, gathering into one massive pillar of writhing, chittering, insect flesh. They bulged and mounded and it became Xioptoctl. He stood, still as a statue for a moment, then headed off to the source of the magical equivalent of a slapping contest, his face dead and emotionless, like a mask.
Topic: Till the last breath.. (Read 20656 times)