CK's characters

[Mudsnout]

Name: Ivan Stormwind

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Species: Human, mostly.

Description and Physiology: Ivan is an average human being at first glance, if a bit oddly built for a man, but otherwise he is completely normal. However, during his stay at the palace of Anthony Toadflax, his biology was changed over time with demonic blood transfusion expiriments. Through this, he has become essentially a half demon, though the definition between his human parts and demon parts are a bit unclear. He has had many years to master his abilities, and is thus far comfortable with them, though his condition does have a few side-effects. When angry, curious, scared or suprised, his eyes flash deep amber yellow, granting him better darkvision, but also drawing the attention of anyone looking at his face. Secondly, spells, enchanted items, and anything to do with magic is useless around him. Within about five feet of his body it is impossible to use any sort of magic, and the chances for failure are greater the closer outside that range you get to him. He is immune to most poisons, but strangely, he has an extremely low tolerance for alchohol.

Physical Abilities: Ivan as a human is an average man. He is strong, fast, and agile, but nothing extraordinary. However, when he finds himself outmatched in combat, he sometimes resorts to letting his inner demon loose. In his first stage he sprouts wiry grey hair all over his body, and his eyes turn bright yellow. His physical strength dramatically increases with this change, but his armor and clothing restrict his movements more and he is more prone to erratic behaviour and sudden loss of controll of his powers. The second stage is more intense of a physical change, but because Ivan has more experience with this form, he finds it the easiest to controll. he loses all semblance of a human and drops to all fours, transforming into a large, but not overly large demonic hound. His build is somewhat a mix of an Irish wolfhound and a german shepherd, but with a pair of curling horns on his brow and rows of smaller horns along his chin. Markings under his eyes that resemble streams of black tears are clearly visible. Above all else what is noticed is the large pair of batlike wings at his back, large enough to carry him in flight. The talons at each finger are razor sharp and four inches long, proving effective weapons, but in order for him to be able to fly, his muscle mass drops significantly, forcing him to rely on fangs and talons in battle instead of brute strength. at the third stage, Ivan begins to have trouble controlling himself. Much like the previous form, except he has doubled in size and body weight. His wings are no longer large enough to carry him, but the talons are still deadly. His horns become longer and more pronounced, his canines protrude slightly over his bottom lip, and his claws are no longer dull like a normal dog's. His behaviour devolves into that of a territorial dog, and he begins to lose his ability to speak. His fighting style is no longer precise and thought through, but random, vicious, and unforgiving. In the fourth and final stage, Ivan reverts into the full form of a demon hound, a third set of legs sprouting inbetween the others, and a second set of wings unfurling above the first. His throat is swollen with a pair of venom sacs that constantly ooze hemotoxin uncontrollably. His fangs are huge and serrated, his horns now follow ridged all the way down his back and sides, and his eyes burn without pupils. At this point, there is no return untill he runs out of energy or is knocked unconcious. He is no longer Ivan Stormwind, but a ravenous and bloodthirsty demon who desires only to kill and eat every living thing around it. he no longer distinguishes friend from foe, cannot speak any language, and is a force to be reconed with. At the height of a large horse and twenty times as muscular, he can run at high speed and devour anything. Magic is completey useless for a mile around. However, allthough in this form there is no semblance of humanity left, he still carries one important trait. Mortality. Though he behaves as though he is a timeless creature of unending hunger, the wounds inflicted on him are very real, and are usually devastating once he returns to normal. When transforming back from this point, he is completely helpless, unconcious and completely unaware of the world around him. Another downside to transforming up to any level after the first is that he can no longer fit his clothes, and either has to shimmy out of them while changing, or he simply rips them apart. There is no magic to his clothes, and upon returning to normal, he is completely naked, often causing him to run off and hide to change back. Most of his clothes have been fitted with tear points to make mending them all the eaiser.

Supernatural Abilities: None, even pure hound demons are incapable of using magic.

Weaponry: Aside from using claws, teeth, and talons in his other forms, Ivan is a master of the broadsword, and can weild it as though it were a rapier. However, he is not a fan of archery, and rarely carries a sheild.

Equipment: Ivan carries a basic traveller's pack, but has little special gear of his own. He allways carries an extra small blade in each boot, but that's the extent of his secret gear.

Home: Ivan lives wherever he is at the time. Simple as that. When the subject of his home is brought up, he instantly diverts the subject, giving everyone a look that says throats will be slit if it is brought up again.

Origin: Ivan was born simply on a farm. Nothing special about his upbringing.

History: Ivan keeps all events before the age of nineteen a secret from anyone. The only person who knows everything about his past is his closest friend Zeke, and he would never tell. Ivan has worked as a mercenary from nineteen, going on missions for little farm towns that are too weak to do things for themselves. He met Zeke by chance on a mission to save a few young girls from a rouge wizard who had set up shop in a swamp. he found the scruffy little half-elf chained up in a dungeon, and he reluctantly freed him. They have been inseperable ever since.

Alignment: Chaotic neutral

Personality: Ivan could be best described as cold. He allways seems like he has a stormcloud over his head, and rarely says anything nice. He is prone to losing his temper and snapping at people without warning, and can be very rude. However, when you've finally got his trust, and beleive me, this is hard to do, he can be very caring and friendly. He has a slightly dark sense of humor, and is highly protective of those close to him.

Known Weaknesses: Ivan is easily made mad, and this doesn't help him in battle one bit. He simply swings harder and with less direction, and continuosly gets madder untill he begins to devolve into his demon self. He has an exteme fondness for cherry pie, and will do most anything for it, including knock the shop owner out and steal it. The scent alone can stop him in his tracks. He is also terrifyed of cats. He hates them with a burning fury, and usually kills any cats he sees. His excuse for doing so is usually 'their cold, dead eyes. They just stare at you and plot how they're going to kill you in your sleep.'. Large cats and cat hybrids(gryphons, tigers, lions, manticores, ect.) can even send him running.

Allies: Ivan only holds trust in one person, and that is his friend Zekkiel Ironsmith.


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Name: Zekkeil ironsmith, goes by Zeke.

Age: 37, physically about 22, and that is how old Ivan thinks he is.

Gender: Male

Species: Half-elf

Physical Abilities: Zeke is actually a bit on the scrawny side, though he is far from weak. He is rather thin, and his muscles are undefined, but he doesn't rely on them normally. he is very agile due to his light frame, and has trained himself to walk completely silently over most any terrain.

Supernatural Abilities: None that could be considered magical, but he does tend to be very very lucky at times. And at other times, he just tends to be a doofus.

Weaponry: Though Zeke is naturally a 'book at the first sign of danger' kind of guy, he is actually very brave and is highly skilled with a crossbow. he also weilds a double-bladed sword, but not as often.

Equipment: Zeke allways carries a full pack with him, but luckily it doesn't weigh him down one bit. Why? His bag of infinite holding, of course! He keeps everything in the unassuming little sack held at his side. The only problem is that if he doesn't tie things to the edge of the bag they tend to float off into the endless space and dissapear. he's lost most of his stuff in there. But he allways keeps at least his lockpicks, sword, crossbow, and pack tied securely down.

Home: Zeke, like Ivan, has no real home anymore. He is a wanderer by nature.

Origin: Zeke was born in a small town called Foreston(inventive, i know. Zeke allways questioned wether the founder of the town was bored, or just plain stupid.)

History: Zeke is the son of a high-elf warrior named Kulli and a blacksmith named Trevor. His mother was killed in battle when he was five years old, and his father simply died of sorrow a few years after. Zeke was okay on his own, his body growing quickly due to his elven blood, but he has never quite gotten over the lonlieness he had to live with for so long. At around thirteen, he was picked up by a man called Ribbyn, who was a toad granted human shape by some wizard trying to prove a point to his friend. Ribbyn was a master theif who took Zeke under his wing and taught him the trade, and the boy learned everything with great speed. He was a natural, though he wasn't much for master plans and heists. He was more of a sneak theif, just taking anything he could get away with taking, and doing it very quickly. Ribbyn was very proud of his protege, but eventually left him when he met some woman and decided he had to marry her. Zeke at that point, was ready to strike out on his own, and made quite a living on his 'finds'. However, he was haughty in the beginning, and ended up trapped in some stupid wizard's dungeon, only to be rescued by Ivan, the angriest man he had ever met. Eventually they warmed up to eachother, but that was just around the time Zeke discovered Ivan's greatest secret. It took some doing, but Zeke managed to convince Ivan not to kill him, and he hasn't left his side since.

Alignment: Chaotic good.

Personality: Zeke is a goofball. He chases women, likes to drink, and above all else, loves seing other people happy. In fact, he's willing to sacrifice his own dignity to see it happen. He knows many jokes and stories, including one he calls 'the Goblin Drinking contest' which is true, and Ivan doesn't let him tell anymore. He is overall a happy guy who enjoys his life. Seemingly the polar opposite of Ivan, but somehow they manage to get along. However, becaus ehe is so intent on keeping everyone else happy, he has a bad habit of bottling his emotions and never letting them through. Every once in a while he breaks down, and he cannot allow himself to be seen by anyone when this happens, so he's pretty much out for the day. Zeke is a strong beleiver in fate. Sometimes this can be a good thing, but at other times it robs him of all hope in a situation.

Known Weaknesses: Zeke is well rounded in all respects, but his failing point is his strength. When taken out of his element and robbed of all advantage, Zeke simply cannot fight off a stronger enemy, and is unable to win in any test of power. He relies on Ivan for this, but when he is not around, he is helpless.

Allies: Ivan Stormwind, his best friend and essentially his brother. he is the only one who would say that, though.

[Mudsnout]

Name: Fen

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Species: Purebred lycanthrope, more specifically, wereboar.

Physical Abilities: Fen is a very big man, aside from the fact that he's short, so he is very strong and resilliant to attacks. His skin is thick as heavy and well tanned leather, and his muscles are steely. He is definately not the most agile of men, but he can run at a fast pace, and pity whatever or whoever is in his way when he does. He can break through solid oak logs, and makes short work of walls.

Supernatural Abilities: Fen, as all lycanthropes do, has the ability to change into his wereboar form at will, and can also change into a large boar at will. However, spells and most magic evade him because he cannot read.

Signature Moves/Attacks: Fen is known, if for anything, for charging straight at his enemys and tossing them with his head in his were form.

Weaponry: Fen carrys a greataxe with him, but isn't the best at weilding it. He was never trained, so he plays it by ear.

Equipment: Fen was never one for being prepared, so he rarely carries anything aside from his money and his axe.

Home: Fen has no home. He was offered a place by a friend of his at one time, but refused. he feels uncomfortable if he stays in one place for too long.

Origin: Fen is an orphan, so he really doesn't have a place he came from.

History: Fen lived in an orphanage untill he was ten years old, at which time he was adopted by an old scientist who used him for his genetic expiriments. At this time, he met the professor's son, a boy named Anthony Toadflax who allways kept to himself. At seventeen, his latent lycan self exploded out of him, and he killed the professor and destroyed his house in a rage. He has simply been wandering and trying to make his way through life since then.

Alignment: True neutral.

Personality: Fen rarely gets himself involved in anything that he isn't allready in, and usually takes little notice of the world around him. However, he does have a bad habit of taking things personally and getting into needless fights. He rarely has allies or friends, and when he does, they never stay long. He has resigned himself to being alone, and thus never makes an effort to stay friends with someone.

Known Weaknesses: As all wereboars are, Fen is allergic to steel, making him vulnerable to most weapons. Thankfully his hide is thick enough to repell most attacks, but he still gets nasty blistered burns from any repelled attacks, and any that do manage to cut him are prone to bleeding heavily and becoming infected quickly.

Allies: None. Fen has a bad habit of losing the friends he has.