Hyperion the Unconquerable (Done)
Dec 8, 2011 18:20:55 GMT -5
Post by colm on Dec 8, 2011 18:20:55 GMT -5
Full Name: Melchior son of Berantt
Other name: Hyperion the Unconquerable, Hyperion Dwarf Slayer
Race: Human
Side: Empire Riders of Old Forsworn
Birthplace: Dalgon (In the Beor Mts)
Age: 147
Gender: Male
Birthday: the half moon of the last month of winter
Eyes: Amber/brown
Hair: White
Weight: Average
Height: 5' 7"
Magic User: Yes
Preferred Weapon(s): His sword Edoc'sil (Unconquerable), his rider's blade, a slate grey long sword, with a stormy grey pearl set into the pommel. Dvergar eld Andlátr (Dwarf Killer in the Ancient language) or Knurlaqarzûl (Dwarf Curse in Dwarvish) an axe he took from his adopted brother, and used it, to slay many dwarves. Knurlaqarzûl is his preferred Weapon.
Appearance:
Once a well muscled man in his 20s with brown hair, pale skin, and brown eyes, when Melchior changed his name to Hyperion, he changed his appearance. Using magic he make his hair long and white, and his eye a half crazed amber, he also gave himself fangs, and long white nails. He wears a long tattered black traveling cloak over a black tunic pants and boots. He wears silver (colored not the metal) armor on his arms and torso, with a bloodstone set in the breastplate, he wears no gauntlets. Hyperion's Helmet is a sight to behold when he rides into battle. Hyperion wears his sword at his side, and his axe on his back.
Likes:
The Smell of blood
Killing
War
Power
Money
Causing Pain
The Empire
Dislikes:
Dwarves
The Varden
His Parents
Peasants
Cowards
Beggars
Artists
Strengths:
Powerful Magic User
100 years of constant study
great swordsman
skilled with an axe
axes have greater range
ruthless
Weakness:
Ruthless
Not likable
Not a skilled orator
His Dragon is Insane
stiffness in his bones (will go away)
Self preservation
Hated by all Dwarves
Impatient
Family:
Berantt Dwarf Friend (Rider Dead)
Elyssa Swift Foot (Traveling Actor Dead)
Frogoth (Adopted Dwarf Brother, Dead)
Penelope (Sister, 132, A Witch in the Spine)
Penelope's Daughter (Open if you are interested)
Not-So-Brief History:
Melchior as he was known back then was born to a Rider and his beautiful wife. Melchior was raised among the Dwarves for much of his life, but he and his younger sister also traveled with their mother as she and the group of actors they went with performed. Melchior hated these trips, he hated the rustic living conditions, the travel, and grubby people he had to live with, interact with, and who he met while his mother was preforming. Melchior would often wander off and cause trouble, picking on other children, stealing, mooching off of rich strangers, and making fun of beggars. When Melchior's mother had, had enough of her son's complaints, and cruelty towards the less fortunate, she'd send him back to the Beor Mountains to live with his father.
Melchior didn't like living with the dwarves either, and for sure didn't like the orphaned Dwarf he had to call his brother. Though Berantt lived in a nice dwelling, Melchior believed his father deserved more, as a rider tasked with defending the Dwarves, he deserved to be treated like a king. With his father Melchior got a proper education, he learned magic, but was impatient with the word choice. Melchior learned to fight with a sword and an axe. He learned history and literature, but only the bloody parts interested him. Melchior soon found his father a boring old man. Melchior longed for the power of a rider, but his father, believing him not ready, refused to bring him to Ilirea to try to hatch an egg.
When Melchior was 22 he ran away from his father's home and made his way to Ilirea, where he eventually got his way and was allowed to visit the eggs. When a small grey egg hatched he could taste the power. Melchior's stubbornness and refusal to take time, made him progress slowly through his training. By the time he turned 37 he was still not done his training, even though Storm had long since finished his training. At some point his rider sword was forged. Finally Melchior had, had enough he quit his training and joined the forsworn. When he left the riders and his teacher, blaming his teacher for his slow progress, Melchior altered his appearance and changed his name to Hyperion, which would later become Hyperion the Unconquerable.
Hyperion became the student of Raven of the forsworn, and was given Vizzeroth the Eldunari as second teacher by Galbatorix. Though Raven was his teacher Hyperion spent little time learning from his new master, instead he chose to learn through conflict. He slaughtered and oppressed peasants and artists in small villages, before he moved on to the Beor Mountains. Hyperion without knowing it actually ordered his mother's acting troupe to be executed, the exact punishment was stoned to death by their fans, and then fed to the animals. He didn't know that he had ordered his own mother's death neither did he care.
Hyperion and Raven were sent to the Beor Mountains to fight the Dwarves. Hyperion enjoyed this thoroughly, Hyperion and Raven killed many Dwarves. At some point Hyperion stole from the body of his adopted brother a fine axe made by the elves as gift from his father. This weapon would become his most prised weapon, and due to it's craftsmanship it would not break any time soon, and it would become known and feared as the Dwarf Slayer.
Hyperion fought his father, and with energy from Vizzeroth he was able to kill his father. Three days later Hyperion and Raven were ambushed in a canyon by many dwarves. Raven was killed, Storm lost three toes, and he and Hyperion barely escaped alive. The pair limped to a cave deep in the mountains to recuperate. Using much of Vizzeroth's energy Hyperion wove a crude spell, which was poorly worded that would put him in a coma and allow him to heal quickly. Due to the poor wording of the spell it didn't break he was fully healed, but it also stopped him from aging, and protected Storm from the banishing of names, though that could have been because he was never an official forsworn. Though Hyperion was put into hibernation, Storm was only minimally effected by the spell, though he no longer needed to eat, drink, or sleep. Vizzeroth took advantage of this to teach his reluctant students. Though the war wasn't over when he went into his sleep, Hyperion still regarded Galbatorix as his king, despite him not being a king yet.
While Hyperion slept Storm descended into madness, with nothing to do but listen to Vizzeroth and fidget within the cave, his mind deteriorated, as he chased the rodents that inhabited the cave, or ripped appart the unlucky passer by. Mor often than not all Storm had to do was bite and scratch himself, especially has his mind deteriorated further. after one hundred years, Vizzeroth's energy was completely absorbed, and without any sunlight he died and the spell ended. Hyperion awoke more adeptly trained than before, with 100 years of lessons stored into his head. The two now prepare to return to serve their king. Storm also absorbed Vizzeroth's personality into his own, but what more he might have had to teach them, the the memories he might still have wanted to show them were lost.
Password: Witch Tirem
Dragon Bio
Name: Storm/Vizzeroth
Age: 130
Physical description:
Storm is a massive grey dragon, the color of storm clouds. His scales don't sparkle or gleam, but each one is a slightly different color, so when he moves it looks like storm clouds are moving across his body.
Storm is missing three toes on his left front paw. Storm's body is covered with several spikes, which though they look like they have been broken, actually grew that way. His eyes are sunk deep into his head, so he almost looks eyeless, but his sight is unaffected. Storm is also covered in scars most of which are self inflicted.
Where they hatched: When Melchior was 17 in Ilirea
Personality:
Storm now suffers from multiple personality disorder. Over 100 years he communicated and learned from the Eldunari Vizzeroth to the point where in his insanity Storm adopted Vizzeroth's personality as his own.
Storm was once a proud and bloodthirsty dragon, never one for rules or caution, Storm believed it was best to go in with superior force and crush an enemy, he never approved of his master's fondess with torture, feeling it was too risky to leave anyone alive. Storm never carried any of his master's anti Dwarf feelings, until he lost three toes to a dwarf. Most of this personality is now lost due to his insanity, it only sometimes resurfaces.
Storm now rarely makes sense, he thinks and talks almost like a wild dragon, but he is fueled by his rage, bloodlust, and love of battle. His tactical and fighting parts of his personality are fully intact, so in this mindset he is rarely a danger to his rider, he is simply a killing machine, who no longer talks, or thinks of anything else. He cares for Hyperion in this state.
Vizzeroth was an old and jaded dragon when he lost his body. He cared nothing for the war that was raging, cared nothing for the world itself anymore. When Galbatorix bound him to Hyperion and Storm, Vizzeroth put up no resistance. Because he was so disconnected from the times, having been dead for years before the war, he didn't care that he was helping to wipe out his race, all he cared was to mold the young Storm and Hyperion to his teachings. Vizzeroth was extremely depressed, and eventually he was so old he thought Hyperion was his rider. Some days he would hate the world so much, and think that life was so cruel, so pointless that he would just clam up. Over the course of Storm's dissent into madness he absorbed Vizzeroth's personality as his own, and when he gets like this, he becomes extremely apathetic, and jaded, often depressed as well, and will either shut down completely and brood, or curse the world and want to destroy it. This is the mindset that makes Storm a hinderance to Hyperion, when his Vizzeroth personality resurfaces.
Other name: Hyperion the Unconquerable, Hyperion Dwarf Slayer
Race: Human
Side: Empire Riders of Old Forsworn
Birthplace: Dalgon (In the Beor Mts)
Age: 147
Gender: Male
Birthday: the half moon of the last month of winter
Eyes: Amber/brown
Hair: White
Weight: Average
Height: 5' 7"
Magic User: Yes
Preferred Weapon(s): His sword Edoc'sil (Unconquerable), his rider's blade, a slate grey long sword, with a stormy grey pearl set into the pommel. Dvergar eld Andlátr (Dwarf Killer in the Ancient language) or Knurlaqarzûl (Dwarf Curse in Dwarvish) an axe he took from his adopted brother, and used it, to slay many dwarves. Knurlaqarzûl is his preferred Weapon.
Appearance:
Once a well muscled man in his 20s with brown hair, pale skin, and brown eyes, when Melchior changed his name to Hyperion, he changed his appearance. Using magic he make his hair long and white, and his eye a half crazed amber, he also gave himself fangs, and long white nails. He wears a long tattered black traveling cloak over a black tunic pants and boots. He wears silver (colored not the metal) armor on his arms and torso, with a bloodstone set in the breastplate, he wears no gauntlets. Hyperion's Helmet is a sight to behold when he rides into battle. Hyperion wears his sword at his side, and his axe on his back.
Likes:
The Smell of blood
Killing
War
Power
Money
Causing Pain
The Empire
Dislikes:
Dwarves
The Varden
His Parents
Peasants
Cowards
Beggars
Artists
Strengths:
Powerful Magic User
100 years of constant study
great swordsman
skilled with an axe
axes have greater range
ruthless
Weakness:
Ruthless
Not likable
Not a skilled orator
His Dragon is Insane
stiffness in his bones (will go away)
Self preservation
Hated by all Dwarves
Impatient
Family:
Berantt Dwarf Friend (Rider Dead)
Elyssa Swift Foot (Traveling Actor Dead)
Frogoth (Adopted Dwarf Brother, Dead)
Penelope (Sister, 132, A Witch in the Spine)
Penelope's Daughter (Open if you are interested)
Not-So-Brief History:
Melchior as he was known back then was born to a Rider and his beautiful wife. Melchior was raised among the Dwarves for much of his life, but he and his younger sister also traveled with their mother as she and the group of actors they went with performed. Melchior hated these trips, he hated the rustic living conditions, the travel, and grubby people he had to live with, interact with, and who he met while his mother was preforming. Melchior would often wander off and cause trouble, picking on other children, stealing, mooching off of rich strangers, and making fun of beggars. When Melchior's mother had, had enough of her son's complaints, and cruelty towards the less fortunate, she'd send him back to the Beor Mountains to live with his father.
Melchior didn't like living with the dwarves either, and for sure didn't like the orphaned Dwarf he had to call his brother. Though Berantt lived in a nice dwelling, Melchior believed his father deserved more, as a rider tasked with defending the Dwarves, he deserved to be treated like a king. With his father Melchior got a proper education, he learned magic, but was impatient with the word choice. Melchior learned to fight with a sword and an axe. He learned history and literature, but only the bloody parts interested him. Melchior soon found his father a boring old man. Melchior longed for the power of a rider, but his father, believing him not ready, refused to bring him to Ilirea to try to hatch an egg.
When Melchior was 22 he ran away from his father's home and made his way to Ilirea, where he eventually got his way and was allowed to visit the eggs. When a small grey egg hatched he could taste the power. Melchior's stubbornness and refusal to take time, made him progress slowly through his training. By the time he turned 37 he was still not done his training, even though Storm had long since finished his training. At some point his rider sword was forged. Finally Melchior had, had enough he quit his training and joined the forsworn. When he left the riders and his teacher, blaming his teacher for his slow progress, Melchior altered his appearance and changed his name to Hyperion, which would later become Hyperion the Unconquerable.
Hyperion became the student of Raven of the forsworn, and was given Vizzeroth the Eldunari as second teacher by Galbatorix. Though Raven was his teacher Hyperion spent little time learning from his new master, instead he chose to learn through conflict. He slaughtered and oppressed peasants and artists in small villages, before he moved on to the Beor Mountains. Hyperion without knowing it actually ordered his mother's acting troupe to be executed, the exact punishment was stoned to death by their fans, and then fed to the animals. He didn't know that he had ordered his own mother's death neither did he care.
Hyperion and Raven were sent to the Beor Mountains to fight the Dwarves. Hyperion enjoyed this thoroughly, Hyperion and Raven killed many Dwarves. At some point Hyperion stole from the body of his adopted brother a fine axe made by the elves as gift from his father. This weapon would become his most prised weapon, and due to it's craftsmanship it would not break any time soon, and it would become known and feared as the Dwarf Slayer.
Hyperion fought his father, and with energy from Vizzeroth he was able to kill his father. Three days later Hyperion and Raven were ambushed in a canyon by many dwarves. Raven was killed, Storm lost three toes, and he and Hyperion barely escaped alive. The pair limped to a cave deep in the mountains to recuperate. Using much of Vizzeroth's energy Hyperion wove a crude spell, which was poorly worded that would put him in a coma and allow him to heal quickly. Due to the poor wording of the spell it didn't break he was fully healed, but it also stopped him from aging, and protected Storm from the banishing of names, though that could have been because he was never an official forsworn. Though Hyperion was put into hibernation, Storm was only minimally effected by the spell, though he no longer needed to eat, drink, or sleep. Vizzeroth took advantage of this to teach his reluctant students. Though the war wasn't over when he went into his sleep, Hyperion still regarded Galbatorix as his king, despite him not being a king yet.
While Hyperion slept Storm descended into madness, with nothing to do but listen to Vizzeroth and fidget within the cave, his mind deteriorated, as he chased the rodents that inhabited the cave, or ripped appart the unlucky passer by. Mor often than not all Storm had to do was bite and scratch himself, especially has his mind deteriorated further. after one hundred years, Vizzeroth's energy was completely absorbed, and without any sunlight he died and the spell ended. Hyperion awoke more adeptly trained than before, with 100 years of lessons stored into his head. The two now prepare to return to serve their king. Storm also absorbed Vizzeroth's personality into his own, but what more he might have had to teach them, the the memories he might still have wanted to show them were lost.
Password: Witch Tirem
Dragon Bio
Name: Storm/Vizzeroth
Age: 130
Physical description:
Storm is a massive grey dragon, the color of storm clouds. His scales don't sparkle or gleam, but each one is a slightly different color, so when he moves it looks like storm clouds are moving across his body.
Storm is missing three toes on his left front paw. Storm's body is covered with several spikes, which though they look like they have been broken, actually grew that way. His eyes are sunk deep into his head, so he almost looks eyeless, but his sight is unaffected. Storm is also covered in scars most of which are self inflicted.
Where they hatched: When Melchior was 17 in Ilirea
Personality:
Storm now suffers from multiple personality disorder. Over 100 years he communicated and learned from the Eldunari Vizzeroth to the point where in his insanity Storm adopted Vizzeroth's personality as his own.
Storm was once a proud and bloodthirsty dragon, never one for rules or caution, Storm believed it was best to go in with superior force and crush an enemy, he never approved of his master's fondess with torture, feeling it was too risky to leave anyone alive. Storm never carried any of his master's anti Dwarf feelings, until he lost three toes to a dwarf. Most of this personality is now lost due to his insanity, it only sometimes resurfaces.
Storm now rarely makes sense, he thinks and talks almost like a wild dragon, but he is fueled by his rage, bloodlust, and love of battle. His tactical and fighting parts of his personality are fully intact, so in this mindset he is rarely a danger to his rider, he is simply a killing machine, who no longer talks, or thinks of anything else. He cares for Hyperion in this state.
Vizzeroth was an old and jaded dragon when he lost his body. He cared nothing for the war that was raging, cared nothing for the world itself anymore. When Galbatorix bound him to Hyperion and Storm, Vizzeroth put up no resistance. Because he was so disconnected from the times, having been dead for years before the war, he didn't care that he was helping to wipe out his race, all he cared was to mold the young Storm and Hyperion to his teachings. Vizzeroth was extremely depressed, and eventually he was so old he thought Hyperion was his rider. Some days he would hate the world so much, and think that life was so cruel, so pointless that he would just clam up. Over the course of Storm's dissent into madness he absorbed Vizzeroth's personality as his own, and when he gets like this, he becomes extremely apathetic, and jaded, often depressed as well, and will either shut down completely and brood, or curse the world and want to destroy it. This is the mindset that makes Storm a hinderance to Hyperion, when his Vizzeroth personality resurfaces.
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