Thread:PhoenixOfAshAndDust/@comment-39632033-20190824195650/@comment-39632033-20200203225739

Name: Ash Gender: Male Pronouns: He/Him/His Sexuality: Straight Deity of(Up to 3 things): Guilt, Entropy, Necromancy Abilities/Powers: He’s abandoned all forms of fire magic except for summoning his black fire, he can summon the dead for a day or two(as to not be too OP). He still has that oh so wonderful telepathy, and he has the ability to manifest shadows into solid objects and turn them into spikes. Appearance(s): Regular Form: Almost black purple skin, dark grey eyes. His build is lean and athletic, and he’s 7’11” feet tall. His wingspan is nearly as large as an oak tree, and his wings themselves are bat-like. He wears a hooded robe with very sleek bracers and something like a pair of boots. His feet are gargoyle-like so he can’t wear just anything. He has black hair and darker black horns that curve back, all in all his horns are around a foot long.
 * Nickname(s):
 * Symbols: a black circle with a gray eye somewhat to your right. A judge’s hammer.
 * Pets: none

True Form: He stands at 32’1” feet tall, and is more like a gargoyle than before.. His face has grown an edge at the chin, and his legs are bent at an angle. His wings are now more like a dragon’s, and spread out almost the width of a large house. His eyes are now black all the way. His horns now curve forward and he now has four; two on his head and two on the bottom. If someone was able to get hold of one of the horns, they could build three large canoes. Personality: He’s holding a thousand of grudges, but never shows that. In fact, he barely shows strong emotion. Often he has a mask of grim determination on his face. Though despite his mask, he’s really wanting to find out why he just can’t die. His emotional mask does break sometimes, but not very often. He usually shows happiness when he feels the emotion, which I presume is a good thing. Domain: still that castle in the midevil sect. and that one Palace in the Underworld. Weapons: He still has his swords, but now he has a staff. Backstory: He ‘died’, but slowly started reforming within his old armor, when he was finished he burst from within and the only bits that survived were his bracers and footware. He was roaming for about a week before actually showing himself. When he did, people took notice and temples to him started popping up seemingly randomly. The deities who took notice couldn’t figure out who’s temples they were, and the demigods and mortals who also took notice, couldn’t figure it out either. So, Ash decided to start showing real signs of his awakening; his old symbols started popping up near the temples to him. Still most people couldn’t find what/who the temples were for so now he’s finally decided to come out of hiding. Other:Mehrunes Dagen. Still slightly weak against silver. Name: Nightshade Evergreen Gender: Trans between Male and Non-binary Pronouns: He, his, him Sexuality: Aromatic Species: Vegetaion People Appearance: They are an Evergreen Roamer, and have green needle hair. His skin is made of a darker wood. His eyes, are completely human though(which is uncommon) and they are mischievous looking green eyes. He has a small burn on his arm, and a slash over his left eye. He has a pirate hat, a dark grey fancy shirt, and black pants. He’s 7’6 Personality: He’s  a very analytical person, and they will fight on their ground and his ground only. He’s very skilled at lying to get what they what, and does so often. They are not one to laze about, and, as they don’t require sleep, they will often stand sentry in the night. If angered, he will not stop chasing you until they have your head on a pike. They are obviously one to hold grudges, and will often wait for right moment to return the favor. However, once he knows you are trustworthy and have skills that are useful, he will fiercely defend advice them against stupid decisions and enemies. Weapons: He has a fencing sword with a sharped branch for a blade, and he has some small jars of poison he got from trading with the water variations. Powers: He can bend plants over a bit of time(quite faster than the rest of his species), and they can use the pine cones that grow on him to startle opponents. Backstory: He grew up in one of the villages that had stopped moving because of their elders getting too old. When he was older he started to train with the fencing sword he still has. When he had mastered that, they went on to challenge his trainer, and won. At this point, he asked the elders to roam free. They let him, and he begin participating in many fencing events and got a knack for lying and subtly cheating. After about 250 years of this, they returned to the village to tell them tales of his travels. When he got back to the village, he was greeted by a stranger along with the rest of the village. When he went into the woods to train, the stranger followed, and threaten to kill them if he didn’t poison the elders and burning the village. Being a greedy bastard, he complied and his village layed in ruins by the time he left the forest to meet up with the stranger. He met them in a bar and poisoned their drink and walked away when the stranger drank and died instantly. Now, he’s an adventurer and travels to many places in search of something. Other: Pan. Name: Oblivioni Traditæ Gender: Unknown Pronouns: They/Their Sexuality: Nein Deity of(Up to 3 things): Insanity, Forgotten; Lost Memories; Lost Knowledge Abilities/Powers: They are able to grow an obsidian pole out of where their wing would attach to their body, and they are able to retrieve forgotten memories for people, or remove minor thoughts. Appearance(s): Oblivioni has a stone helm that covers their entire head, with the except of two eye holes and a thin slit so that it’s not like they’re speaking through the eyes. They have a single wing(right wing) that has a bright red scales and a interval of maroon and a diamond blue membrane. Their wing, for some odd reason, seems to be separate from their body, and hovers about an inch behind them. Their choice of clothing is quite literally the dragonbone armor from Skyrim(I’ll add some images), except nobody knows if it’s bone. If the stone helmet was removed there would only be a black mist, same with the rest of their clothing(although appearing as a black mist doesn’t seem to work against their speechcraft) Personality: The personality of this individual is quite an interesting one. Sometimes they act, without question, as a normal insightful person, other times they act on every single thought that goes through their head. They try to be nice most of the time, however this leads to them coming off as a push-over until they’re mad. Then they are a cold, calculating, warrior hunting their next kill. Domain: A forgotten realm where only their most devout followers are permitted in. Weapons: Their wing, and can release toxic chemicals from their mask. Backstory: They were once well known, however they thought that maybe if they joined their own domain, their power would increase. However, this proved to be false and they disappeared from all accounts of history after the last follower passed. All scripts containing knowledge of them either burned or “disappeared”, until recently when a scroll was found in a long forgotten temple somewhere in the modern sect. describing an odd god Other:Sheogorath Three out of six bois.
 * Theme Song(s): Monster - Skillet
 * Typically Worshiped By: Necromancers and those who wish to cleanse themselves from their sins.
 * Temples: there are one in each graveyard and a few scattered around towns rumored to have necromancers. Also pretty much every court room.
 * Crush: Wyvern.
 * Nickname(s): Shade, Nie, Night, Angry Tree Man
 * Age: About 306
 * Deity They Work For:
 * Theme Song: Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing- Set It Off
 * Crush: None, so Open
 * Nickname(s): Obli
 * Symbols: a dripping orange question mark.
 * Pets: none
 * Theme Song(s): Crazy=Genius:P!ATD
 * Typically Worshiped By: The criminally insane.
 * Temples: Only the temples that didn’t hold any inscriptions of them on the walls or something still still stand, and those have been marked as simple temples to none. However, sometimes, especially recently, whispers from no where can be heard in them and objects moved or cleaned.
 * Crush: No