His crimson eyes are cold, and seem to cut into your soul.
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Arcanon
Arcanon enters.
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Forest Border
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Alasund
Description
About middle height and of slim build, this 21 year old mage has a mostly black cape and robes, his black hair pulled back in what can be loosely called a ponytail.
His crimson eyes are cold, and seem to cut into your soul.
His crimson eyes are cold, and seem to cut into your soul.
Personality
Cold and calculating, Arcanon is more like a scientist than a Mage, and his approach to anything is an interest in dissecting it to find out just what it is that makes it run like it does. Some say he's done this to magic, but no-one knows. Other than that he helps out the needy, but the higher up people he doesn't help, as he reckons anyone that far up in the world can help themselves.
Equipment
A book that powers his magic, sentient, and the cloak that is fire/acid resistant.
It is partially resistant to laser as well.
History
It is unknown where exactly he was born, it is only known that he was born into poverty, and had to work himself up in the world. He was helped by a sentient book that taught him how to use magic, and fuels his spells. Essentially he is a two man team, but few expect Mortei to actually communicate, it is unknown whether he can communicate to anyone else then Arcanon.
So begins...
Arcanon's Story
Arcanon stood softly on the edge of the cliff. The slightly ragged clothes had not been fixed since the incident in the lake, and the face and hair showed signs of being unwashed since that as well. The lack of the book that he used to carry around with him was easily aparant, as was the slightly annoyed expression. Working with Ezrael had proven to be a complete waste of time. If anything, it had weakened him...
Or, that was what he continually tried to tell himself. He'd heard little from Mortei since the book sunk with the island. And it had been bliss... And yet, he felt the gaping weakness as well. He knew that he was half as weak as he had been. And perhaps, somewhat stronger mentally. He just didn't know what he was doing anymore.
Or, that was what he continually tried to tell himself. He'd heard little from Mortei since the book sunk with the island. And it had been bliss... And yet, he felt the gaping weakness as well. He knew that he was half as weak as he had been. And perhaps, somewhat stronger mentally. He just didn't know what he was doing anymore.
Arcanon turned slowly, his eyes as calm and as cold as the slow reaction. "Greetings." The voice was as equally devoid of anything but coldness. Arcanon didn't exactly want to be distracted right now. Before he truly re-entered the world, he wanted to find what it was that he wanted himself to be. He wanted to regain a little of his old confidence. A little of Mortei's confidence. And this distraction wouldn't help.
"How do you know my name." If it was possible, the voice got colder as he stared away, over the lands below. He hadn't wielded his magic in a few days now. But he so itched with that old reaction to deal with annoyances.
"I was one of those who helped stop him. And you honestly don't sound very convincing." The eyes swivled back to the man. Did he really have to deal with this right now?
"I'm weakened, but not rusty. Do you really expect me to lose prowess in such a short time since it happened?" He asks, incredulously.
"What are you talking about?" He asks bluntly. Though, in truth, the question had intruiged him. He ignored the winning side portion, rather than reacting as he might once have done.
"Speak plainly." Arcanon replied almost boredly. "The Stars do not move to herald a new coming. Not in a physical meaning of course. The move by the rotations and pulls of gravity that spread across the universe."
"Only through the interference of another force." Arcanon narrowed his eyes at the other, wondering where he was leading.
"Indeed, something with that much power could." He replied, narrowing his eyes further, if that was even possible.
"The physical heavens is up there." He replies, pointing at the sky. "You first intruige me, then refuse to tell me more. What are you playing at?"
"Dodged around then. And you've only just provided the exact link, rather than making me guess." Arcanon was in something of a grump at the moment. No fault of the wolf controller. "So you're trying to recruit me to deal with this god, then."
"What?" Arcanon stood up, brushing off his legs. "I've no interest in worshipping any god. No matter how real they actually are. I've had enough of godhood for a life time." It was what had destroyed his friend after all. The dreams of godhood. Or maybe Ezrael had just been unstable from the start. Mentally, he surpressed the thought, he wanted to keep that image of the madman, Ezrael. He'd just lose it again if he thought about who Ezrael had been.
"Since he has yet to be appointed above this realm, I can't very well do that." Sardonic humour as he turns his head for a moment.
"Considering I am not a god, nor do I care much for gods at all, I think it would hardly impact me." The sceptre of fear. That was what he'd forgotten. Momentarily, Arcanon was distracted, before he shook his head. "Unless there's a reason that this new god will particularly impact my life over anyone elses, or is somehow my concern, I don't see why I should bother."
Arcanon glanced back around. Well, okay, this was a different case to an extent. "You underestimate my persausive ability." Rahal would listen, certainly. Other than that... There was that girl he'd talked to during the later stages of Ezraels madness. She still confused him, to give him, someone known for, if anything, brutal experiments, complete access to the mind? It baffled him. "I'm not inclined to be interested in a God taking over Terra. I'm guessing you won't give me any information on possible ways to stop him either."
.. A God.. Eater. Well. Now he would damn himself for destroying that massive lizard pet that Ezrael had used. That Arcanon had mastered. Though techically they were 'World' eaters. "A pity indeed." The words dripped with sarcasm as he began walking again.
The setting changes from The Bluff to Forest Border
'Metaphorically, I assume.' Comes the flat reply. The stare was hard at the smug man, almost accusatory, though for what is a mystery.
'What exactly do you mean.'
'What exactly do you mean.'
'I've seen no one that I know we both have seen prior to this moment.' The swivelling head was the only movement from Arcanon as he kept the other man in his sight. 'Who do you mean?'