His crimson eyes are cold, and seem to cut into your soul.
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Arcanon
Arcanon enters.
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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
"We, Mortei and I, I never included you in my 'we'." He replies to Salazar disdainfully. "And -" he begins before snapping his mouth shut again. "Yes, yes, I know, no need to be so cutting with your reminder." He adds to no-one.
Arcanon watched the bottlecap sail past, well, it was something to do after Salazar had left. There was still that watching presence, but he ignored it. He noticed the vampire come down the staircase, and ignored her, this place was quickly getting boring.
Looks around as he enters, his gaze sweeping the almost empty establishment. "What a disappointment, no-one here." He mutters to himself, walking forwards with his robes swishing about him, the book in his hands glows lightly as he walks.
"Where shall we go now Mortei? Since no-one is here?" He seems to be talking to himself, or the book, as there is no-one else around to address. He seems to pause for a moment, considering, before heading across to the bar, he might as well get a drink before he leaves.....
"Where shall we go now Mortei? Since no-one is here?" He seems to be talking to himself, or the book, as there is no-one else around to address. He seems to pause for a moment, considering, before heading across to the bar, he might as well get a drink before he leaves.....
Arcanon's eyebrow rises as he turns his head, "Hello yourself." He replies, "And who might you be?" He asks, turning around fully and heading over to what might be the only interesting things he could find for the entire night.......
"Arcanon." He replies, "What brings you to Gambits at this late hour?" He asks, picking up a glass and holding it out, as if asking for dosage from the bottle. He is now leaning back, looking quite relaxed.
Arcanon grins, "Many different reasons people come here, you can only know by asking.." He trails off, a slightly odd gleam in his eye, "I'm quite knowledgable, what could I help you with?" He asks, His youthful features seeming to echo sincirity, but something sinister lurks behind this mask.
Arcanon shrugs, "Robotics don't interest me, but I must admit my own interest in Magical Science and Biology...." He trails off before cocking his head, "How far have you got in Magical studies? I've covered biology so thoroughly I think there is little I could learn, but magic? So many untapped possibilities."
Arcanon looks puzzled for a moment, and seems to listen to something for a moment before replying, "Ah, It appears I did indeed. Mortei had to explain it, but he's very useful when it comes to all things." He nods towards the book under his arm, "And I would be very interested in what you've done, anything to do with magic intruiges me, even if it is only mixing it."
Arcanon nods, putting his empty glass down, "I'd be quite happy to sojourn there." He replies, straightening out his robes before looking to Ezrael to lead the way.
The setting changes from Gambit's Bar to Main Street
Arcanon nods, walking just behind him. "So what kind of things do you do with your science mixed with magic?" He asks, his eyes critically eyeing the warehouse, he thought it dilapidated and not a prime place for this lab.
Arcanon nods, "No field will keep one entertained forever, there is always an end." He replies, "Although I would see no use in doing it to oneself, I can imagine the uses of using these genes on others." He adds, smiling just slightly.
Arcanon looked rather disappointed at the establishment, but walks in anyway. He glances around, taking in the setting. His face takes on a whole new facet. "Well, well, what do we have here?" He seems to ask himself, "I must admit, the drawing is perhaps the most impressive, how did you get such a look sustained so you could draw it?"
Arcanon frowns at this, very suspicious, "And why do you think I would be interested in doing that?" He asks, his eyes beginning to spark, "I'm not some average person who you can use to your own advantage."
Arcanon smiled grimly, "Measurements? Really? And why should I believe this? I've convinced too many people to let me get them where I want them, why do you think that I, a fellow scientist, would fall for such a stupid trick?" He asks, indignation clear in his voice, he didn't mind the ploy so much, he was expecting it with what he had seen, his annoyance stemmed from the fact that he thought it not a very creative way of trying, and he found himself insulted.....
Arcanon's eyes gleamed, and his book began to glow, "Don't try me, I am not helpless." He replied, "You have insulted me, and you must pay the price." Fire flickers in his eyes, and he begins to float as Mortei gets darker, he opens the book, saying, "Come Mortei, time to arise and scourge."
Arcanon pauses, still floating. His eyes full of clear confusion, "Summon? ..." He trails off, then seems to understand. "Oh, that is rich, he can't even recognize a sentiant magical artifact?" He begins to laugh as he holds his book in front of him. "Behold Mortei, Writ of the Ages and Demon Master, Controller of Fire and Sender of Hell." He says, before beginning to speak in an arcane language. It is soothing and cool to the ears, and any who listen it will try to put to sleep.
Arcanon continued to chant, all but ignoring Ezrael turning into what looked like an angel, fire begins to appear in the palms of his hands, as Mortei floats free in front of him, the chant in itself, while effective, wasn't actually the spell, merely a power Mortei had granted the mage. It is easily tellable that most of his power comes from the book in front of him.
Arcanon's eyes were still unfocused, and his hand curled into a sign, coming forward as fire begins to twirl around it.... And then is knocked out of the air, as usual the mage was arrogant, and hadn't been expecting him to actually attack with magic. Mortei hovered across to him as the fire disipates. He glares beginning to chant again, but this time his eyes were firmly fixed upon Ezrael. Watching him approach.
Arcanon's eyes were still unfocused, and his hand curled into a sign, coming forward as fire begins to twirl around it.... And then is knocked out of the air, as usual the mage was arrogant, and hadn't been expecting him to actually attack with magic. Mortei hovered across to him as the fire disipates. He glares beginning to chant again, but this time his eyes were firmly fixed upon Ezrael. Watching him approach.