Post by Terraformer on Feb 28, 2007 19:07:27 GMT -4
(If you don't know /know of Terra by now, then..theres something wrong with you....lol)
Terra was born of a family not meant to be together, Borlon, his father a Daemon, high in the ranks of the underworld army.. and Xanaia, his mother, an Angel, they were in love before his father fell from heaven after the rebellion but stayed together in their love. His father sired 3 children, Terraformer who took characteristics of each parents genes, A Hybrid of the two, Dazed, the only female of the children, nigh on a pure blooded angel,and Farlan, the youngest son, who was more his father than anything else.
Aged 13 Terra gave his life in a bloody battle with a werewolf to save his sister, having his throat nearly ripped out before he thrusted his sword into its spine, impaling his own throat in the process. Upon reaching the afterlife, he was judged worthy of continuing his life, on the condition he served his time on earth well.
When Terra was 14, his father was called to quell an uprising in the depths of the underworld, in which he was slain by a hoard of lesser daemons he could not alone withstand, among them was Farlan, who rent Borlons sword from his dying hands and smote him with it,claiming his fathers place in hell. Upon hearing this Terra swore revenge, and against all odds, battled his way through hell until he reached his brothers throne. There ensued a vast and forceful battle in which both brothers received near fatal wounds, until Terra struck the killing blow and retrieved his fathers sword, Anathros.
after recovering from his wounds, he left his home in the limbo between heaven and hell, and landed in our realm, where he set up his home on a vast,lush plane, which,a year later, became his farm.He soon married and had a son, only to loose them 4 years later when scavenging Orc's raided his farm, to this day the skulls of their killers still hang from various pikes dotted around the perimeter of his land, as a warning to others.
As if he were cursed, he fell in love once more, Emowin, only to loose her to a suicide when she assumed he was dead. As if to forget her, he left his farm in the hands of his workers, and left his land to join the army of Makaria, their queen, Lady Fireflyer, an old friend of his who he'd fought for the past, and someone he'd always had a crush on. His time in her army ended when their castle was stormed and once again, he threw his life down in one final battle to protect his queen, a battle which saw him peppered with arrows, where, slowly bleeding to death he lost his left wing to a lucky sword sweep, before he was run through with a pike, finally taking an Axe head to the skull. Once more, the judges of the underworld deemed his honorable death worthy of another shot at life.
Now in his late 30's, Terra has been back on his farm for nearly a decade and now has an adopted daughter, who he loves as if she were his own flesh and blood.
There's no real picture of Terra, but he has shoulder length black hair with claret tips,He has tanned skin from years of working in the sun, pulled tight over a 6 foot, highly muscled frame. His eyes are orbs of scarlet, only the black pupil in the center showing that they aren't just blood sphere's.Sprouting from his back are a pair of huge wings,th span somewhere near 12 feet, all the feathers black except the very tips of the wing, which differ as they shimmer in scarlet beauty, as if dipped in blood. He is always clad in black, baggy clothing, A black shirt, the material is tightly woven black mythril wire,which is so fine, the shirt feels like cotton, his trousers. the same. Thick leather boots with tarnished steel plating running along the front. around his waist hangs a belt of leather, full to the brim with various small farming tools such as knives and herbal concoctions for treating animal wounds and disease.
When he has a day away from his work at the farm he wears the same attire, (only not covered in cow shite and mud), but strapped to him is his own personal arsenal, Anathros hands by his side, below her, strapped to his thighs are a pair of brass knuckles, a curved blade erupting from the ork-bone hand grips. along his forearms are strapped two fighting daggers, the tips of the blades pointing neatly from his elbows, to inflict damage on any assailant stupid enough attack him without him having to unsheathe them. Small throwing knives also litter his person is concealed,yet easy to reach places such as his boot's and hidden pockets under his armpits. Although, it is rare for him to use his weaponry as his patience with people is almost unlimited, even though he hardly wears a smile outside the farm.
Terra is a kind soul, who only uses violence when necessary, a man who loves the land and most creatures on it,
Terra was born of a family not meant to be together, Borlon, his father a Daemon, high in the ranks of the underworld army.. and Xanaia, his mother, an Angel, they were in love before his father fell from heaven after the rebellion but stayed together in their love. His father sired 3 children, Terraformer who took characteristics of each parents genes, A Hybrid of the two, Dazed, the only female of the children, nigh on a pure blooded angel,and Farlan, the youngest son, who was more his father than anything else.
Aged 13 Terra gave his life in a bloody battle with a werewolf to save his sister, having his throat nearly ripped out before he thrusted his sword into its spine, impaling his own throat in the process. Upon reaching the afterlife, he was judged worthy of continuing his life, on the condition he served his time on earth well.
When Terra was 14, his father was called to quell an uprising in the depths of the underworld, in which he was slain by a hoard of lesser daemons he could not alone withstand, among them was Farlan, who rent Borlons sword from his dying hands and smote him with it,claiming his fathers place in hell. Upon hearing this Terra swore revenge, and against all odds, battled his way through hell until he reached his brothers throne. There ensued a vast and forceful battle in which both brothers received near fatal wounds, until Terra struck the killing blow and retrieved his fathers sword, Anathros.
after recovering from his wounds, he left his home in the limbo between heaven and hell, and landed in our realm, where he set up his home on a vast,lush plane, which,a year later, became his farm.He soon married and had a son, only to loose them 4 years later when scavenging Orc's raided his farm, to this day the skulls of their killers still hang from various pikes dotted around the perimeter of his land, as a warning to others.
As if he were cursed, he fell in love once more, Emowin, only to loose her to a suicide when she assumed he was dead. As if to forget her, he left his farm in the hands of his workers, and left his land to join the army of Makaria, their queen, Lady Fireflyer, an old friend of his who he'd fought for the past, and someone he'd always had a crush on. His time in her army ended when their castle was stormed and once again, he threw his life down in one final battle to protect his queen, a battle which saw him peppered with arrows, where, slowly bleeding to death he lost his left wing to a lucky sword sweep, before he was run through with a pike, finally taking an Axe head to the skull. Once more, the judges of the underworld deemed his honorable death worthy of another shot at life.
Now in his late 30's, Terra has been back on his farm for nearly a decade and now has an adopted daughter, who he loves as if she were his own flesh and blood.
There's no real picture of Terra, but he has shoulder length black hair with claret tips,He has tanned skin from years of working in the sun, pulled tight over a 6 foot, highly muscled frame. His eyes are orbs of scarlet, only the black pupil in the center showing that they aren't just blood sphere's.Sprouting from his back are a pair of huge wings,th span somewhere near 12 feet, all the feathers black except the very tips of the wing, which differ as they shimmer in scarlet beauty, as if dipped in blood. He is always clad in black, baggy clothing, A black shirt, the material is tightly woven black mythril wire,which is so fine, the shirt feels like cotton, his trousers. the same. Thick leather boots with tarnished steel plating running along the front. around his waist hangs a belt of leather, full to the brim with various small farming tools such as knives and herbal concoctions for treating animal wounds and disease.
When he has a day away from his work at the farm he wears the same attire, (only not covered in cow shite and mud), but strapped to him is his own personal arsenal, Anathros hands by his side, below her, strapped to his thighs are a pair of brass knuckles, a curved blade erupting from the ork-bone hand grips. along his forearms are strapped two fighting daggers, the tips of the blades pointing neatly from his elbows, to inflict damage on any assailant stupid enough attack him without him having to unsheathe them. Small throwing knives also litter his person is concealed,yet easy to reach places such as his boot's and hidden pockets under his armpits. Although, it is rare for him to use his weaponry as his patience with people is almost unlimited, even though he hardly wears a smile outside the farm.
Terra is a kind soul, who only uses violence when necessary, a man who loves the land and most creatures on it,