Full Name: Benjamin Murdock
Nickname: Ben, Benji
Age: 17
Crush: TBA
Hometown: San Diego, California
Tamer Bloodline: Newbie
Myth: Hydras/ Cerberus'
Myth Appearance:
Hydras
This is a smaller breed of Hydra that can predominately be found on land in large caves. Like all Hydra, they exhume toxic fumes and spit acid.
This is a rare breed of Hydra with wings, nicknamed a Skydra. They often like to live in cliff caves near the sea and water. They also breathe out toxic fumes and spray acid.
Then we have your more common water Hydra. They can grow anywhere from 300ft. long to 2000ft. long. The one depicted above is a King Hydra, the largest creature in the sea. It takes a total of six hours for it self to fully come out of the water. It also breathes Toxic fumes and sprays acid.
Cerberus'
This is a lesser Cerberus' known as an Orthrus. It only has two heads but they tend to be much faster and agile and they spit venom.
This is a basic Cerberus. Three headed giant dog with a snake for a tail. They are incredibly powerful and instill fear in both living and the dead.
This is a rare breed of Cerberus, known simply as Destroyers. Their skin is molten rock and they spew magma from their mouths. They are much bigger than any other breed and are usually found in Volcano's.
Tamer: Neutral
Abilities:
- Ben can Multiply himself and have full control over all of his clones while they still retain a somewhat mind of their own. He can also switch himself in between the clones to confuse enemies.
- Ben is completely immune to Hydra's Toxin and acid.
God: Hephaestus- They are more friends than anything.
Your route to Reendria: He has a key with symbols engraved on it. He can simply stick it anywhere and unlock it and a doorway could appear out of thin air. It only works for him.
Personality: Laid back would be a phrase that would describe Ben very well. He is very lazy, but not whiny. He simply has no ambition to do anything in his life. He would simply prefer to sit around, watch clouds and play his harmonica. He enjoys the simple things in life and never takes anything for granted. He cares a lot for the creatures under his care. He wants to guard them and make sure they are always happy. Though, he finds he could do his job rather easily from either Reendria or Earth. He personally feels it's worse forcing your charges to fight and make war for some lofty ideal from the past and in turn sacrificing the peace of the present. He has a general disposition that relays a feeling of peace, odd for the type of creatures he watches over. He is also very very very patient and never jumps up to do anything with haste. All in all, Ben usually has a happy disposition, smiling and laughing. He enjoys making other people laugh if not for the reason to just not have sad people around him. He can usually be found smiling and often likes to lighten the mood with a joke. He cares little for impressing people or showing off. He feels he has nothing to prove to anyone. He seems to radiate a sense of tranquility and peace. Always seeming to be at one with the world around him, regardless of what world he is in.
Though, deep down, Ben has a lot of pain and deep seated issues. He rarely touches on them and no one has ever really been able to figure it out. He has found a way to channel his pain and sorrow through music. Particularly, the blues, by playing his Harmonica.
History: Ben remembers very little about his parents besides the flowing raven hair of his mother and the firm yet warm chest of his father. They apparently left him in San Diego for reasons that Ben does not know to this day. They left him with his hypie pot head of an Uncle, Trucker. HE raised Ben from when he was about 5 until now. Trucker had never really been a father to Ben, more like a friend. While it was nice to always have a friend to talk to, he still craved guidance from a father or a mother when he was little. Ben ended up taking on his uncle's lax view on the world, but not picking up any of his habits.
Ben found many friends through his Uncle, particularly and old blues artists named Richard. When Ben found the aptitude for playing the Harmonica, Richard taught him. Most of Ben's friends were much older than him, never really connecting with anyone of his own age. Sure people were nice to him and invited him to parties and he would smile and go, he never really made a connection with any of them. Which was fine with Ben. He felt fine, except for the fact that Ben craved a purpose. He wasn't ambitious to do anything great, he just sort of wanted to do something good with his life that would make him happy. Enter the strangest day of his life.
Ben went for a walk near Cow's mountain through the forest by himself for a little alone time. When he walked in-between two trees, he felt his face smack hard against something. After rubbing his nose, he felt that there was something big and heavy in front of him, even though he couldn't see it. He pushed against it and it gave way a little. He pushed harder and it ended up swinging open revealing what looked like the inside of a Volcano. A large, scarred man was banging away at an anvil. That was Ben's first day in Reendria. Hephaestus and him became friends and he made him a key so he wouldn't have to smack into doorways to find his way back.
Other: He play's the Harmonica very well and uses it often when interacting with his charges. I'm a Tamer for life!
Nickname: Ben, Benji
Age: 17
Crush: TBA
Hometown: San Diego, California
Tamer Bloodline: Newbie
Myth: Hydras/ Cerberus'
Myth Appearance:
This is a smaller breed of Hydra that can predominately be found on land in large caves. Like all Hydra, they exhume toxic fumes and spit acid.
This is a rare breed of Hydra with wings, nicknamed a Skydra. They often like to live in cliff caves near the sea and water. They also breathe out toxic fumes and spray acid.
Then we have your more common water Hydra. They can grow anywhere from 300ft. long to 2000ft. long. The one depicted above is a King Hydra, the largest creature in the sea. It takes a total of six hours for it self to fully come out of the water. It also breathes Toxic fumes and sprays acid.
This is a lesser Cerberus' known as an Orthrus. It only has two heads but they tend to be much faster and agile and they spit venom.
This is a basic Cerberus. Three headed giant dog with a snake for a tail. They are incredibly powerful and instill fear in both living and the dead.
This is a rare breed of Cerberus, known simply as Destroyers. Their skin is molten rock and they spew magma from their mouths. They are much bigger than any other breed and are usually found in Volcano's.
Tamer: Neutral
Abilities:
- Ben can Multiply himself and have full control over all of his clones while they still retain a somewhat mind of their own. He can also switch himself in between the clones to confuse enemies.
- Ben is completely immune to Hydra's Toxin and acid.
God: Hephaestus- They are more friends than anything.
Your route to Reendria: He has a key with symbols engraved on it. He can simply stick it anywhere and unlock it and a doorway could appear out of thin air. It only works for him.
Personality: Laid back would be a phrase that would describe Ben very well. He is very lazy, but not whiny. He simply has no ambition to do anything in his life. He would simply prefer to sit around, watch clouds and play his harmonica. He enjoys the simple things in life and never takes anything for granted. He cares a lot for the creatures under his care. He wants to guard them and make sure they are always happy. Though, he finds he could do his job rather easily from either Reendria or Earth. He personally feels it's worse forcing your charges to fight and make war for some lofty ideal from the past and in turn sacrificing the peace of the present. He has a general disposition that relays a feeling of peace, odd for the type of creatures he watches over. He is also very very very patient and never jumps up to do anything with haste. All in all, Ben usually has a happy disposition, smiling and laughing. He enjoys making other people laugh if not for the reason to just not have sad people around him. He can usually be found smiling and often likes to lighten the mood with a joke. He cares little for impressing people or showing off. He feels he has nothing to prove to anyone. He seems to radiate a sense of tranquility and peace. Always seeming to be at one with the world around him, regardless of what world he is in.
Though, deep down, Ben has a lot of pain and deep seated issues. He rarely touches on them and no one has ever really been able to figure it out. He has found a way to channel his pain and sorrow through music. Particularly, the blues, by playing his Harmonica.
History: Ben remembers very little about his parents besides the flowing raven hair of his mother and the firm yet warm chest of his father. They apparently left him in San Diego for reasons that Ben does not know to this day. They left him with his hypie pot head of an Uncle, Trucker. HE raised Ben from when he was about 5 until now. Trucker had never really been a father to Ben, more like a friend. While it was nice to always have a friend to talk to, he still craved guidance from a father or a mother when he was little. Ben ended up taking on his uncle's lax view on the world, but not picking up any of his habits.
Ben found many friends through his Uncle, particularly and old blues artists named Richard. When Ben found the aptitude for playing the Harmonica, Richard taught him. Most of Ben's friends were much older than him, never really connecting with anyone of his own age. Sure people were nice to him and invited him to parties and he would smile and go, he never really made a connection with any of them. Which was fine with Ben. He felt fine, except for the fact that Ben craved a purpose. He wasn't ambitious to do anything great, he just sort of wanted to do something good with his life that would make him happy. Enter the strangest day of his life.
Ben went for a walk near Cow's mountain through the forest by himself for a little alone time. When he walked in-between two trees, he felt his face smack hard against something. After rubbing his nose, he felt that there was something big and heavy in front of him, even though he couldn't see it. He pushed against it and it gave way a little. He pushed harder and it ended up swinging open revealing what looked like the inside of a Volcano. A large, scarred man was banging away at an anvil. That was Ben's first day in Reendria. Hephaestus and him became friends and he made him a key so he wouldn't have to smack into doorways to find his way back.
Other: He play's the Harmonica very well and uses it often when interacting with his charges. I'm a Tamer for life!
