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Profe

A relativly young Prophet who wants to revive Ilgaewa.

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a character in “Scars of War”, as played by XxHunnybeexX

Description

Age: 22
Hair: Silver, medium length
Eyes: Left one is pitch-black, Right one is Blood red.
Height: 6''3
Weight: 150 lbs
Attire (out of combat): black leather jacket, black leather pants, dark black combat boots, red fingerless gloves.
Accessories: a black leather collar with a cross on it.
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Faction: Ilgaewa's Glory
Class: Prophet
Demon: Stalker Demon
Extra: he has black, demonic wings on his back.

Personality

Qualities: He is stoic, and could be called sadistic if he had feelings at all.

Defaults: He isn't a strong fighter and has little control of his magic and strength.

Equipment

Weapons: his magic and strength, but he also uses a scythe which he is quite good with.

He has the ability to kind of sap others magic and covert it to his own, but he never takes all the other parties magic. Just enough so that he can get a feel of it and make part of it his own.
Shields (if any): his wings are large and sturdy and protect him from the majority of critical hits.

History

to be added later!

So begins...

Profe's Story

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Profe was walking around the castle. The moon light illuminating his silver hair. He looked over to his right and saw Xander leaning against the castle. He made his way over to him. "What are you doing out so late at night?" he asked, his voice was almost monotone due to having no emotions. He looked at the rose that Xander was holding. He was never a large fan of flowers, but if he had to choose a pure white lily due to their beauty, they reminded him of his Godess.

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Profe looked at the moon. It truly was beautiful. But he felt nothing except longing for his Goddess while looking at it. "Nothing could be more beautiful than our Goddess Xander." he said, his voice still holding no emotion. His silver hair fell over his blood red eye, leaving the pitch black one showing.

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Profe 's hair blew away from his blood red eye due to the wind. He stood with his back to the moon, his handsome face looking back at Yeluse and Xander. "Good evening." he said to her. The cross on his choker necklace jingling as it hit the leather of the main part of the necklace. "Nothing but her resurrection could sate my desire for her." he said, turning back to face the beautiful moon. His mind though of his Goddess surrounded by lily's, roses, and lilacs. Three bold colored flowers that could only enhance Her beauty.

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Profe nodded in Xander's direction, agreeing whole-heartily with his words. "I am well. And you?" he asked, booth his eyes still showing, the blood red one shining brightly. "And pray we must. Only us, the chosen people, are worthy enough to walk along side our Goddess." he said softly.

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Profe walked along the same balustrade as Xander, but he paid no mind to it. His eyes were directed at the sky. He would sometimes find himself staring at it for hours, no thoughts necessary. If he had any emotions other than the love he held for Ilgaewa, then he might have even smiled.

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Profe looked over to Xander. He nodded at him to let him know that he acknowledged his existence. "Nothing could be more beautiful than our Goddess Xander." he said, looking at the multi-colored roses that lay around him.

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Profe let out a breathy sigh. "A world where only we, will be allowed to appreciate our Goddess's beauty...that is a world I long for." he said, leaning against the railing of the balustrade. He then noticed Yeluse. "Good evening, Lady Yeluse."

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Profe nodded and ran his fingers lightly along the petals. He then held out his own hands, trying to conjure up a mixture of lilies and salvia flowers. Instead, he accidentally filled the entire floor of the balustrade with the beautiful flowers.

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Profe grabbed some of the flowers he had conjured....he never use to have this power. He wondered what had happened.

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Profe nodded roughly. "I've never had good control of it...it just does what ever it wants with out any reguard to me. And I never even had the ability to conjure plants...." he said in a monotone-ish voice. Some hints of emotion popping out here and there.

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Profe looked through his silver hair at Xander. "What type?" he asked, thinking of his own demon part.

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Profe brushed his fingers against the black rose. "Black roses usually symbolize death..." he said absent minded, not knowing where this information was coming from. "I am a stalker demon. As shown by my silver hair and my two different colored eyes." He moved the silver fringe that covered his blood red eye. It almost glowed in the darkness that was around them.

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Profe wondered about the beauty of the shadows... "How can something be beautiful if it is never graced in light. Shadows are dark...they don't shine like the bright flowers of the day." he said, the thoughts flowing out of his mouth before he could stop them.

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"Beauty was created by the Goddess. She made her creations to be enjoyed, so I do, because she was gracious enough to place them here for our own pleasures." he said, his mind becoming blank again with the only thoughts being of his Goddess and the new revolution her resurrection would bring.

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Profe joined him in prayer. "Do you think she realizes what those hellions are doing to her precious Terrus?" he asked Xander, his hair once again shielding his blood red eye.

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Profe nodded. Here in their protected castle, the war front seemed far away. He enjoyed the semi-silence that enfolded them. The night wind felt great on his skin.

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"I...had heard rumors. I just hope we all are ready." He turned around to face the grounds that lay just below the balustrade. "I will miss the castle though." he said, almost wistfully.

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"Prayer is the foundation of our being, so of course I pray. I am ready for what ever Ilgaewa bestows upon me. Question is Xander, are you?" he asked, facing the other prophet.