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Lazarus Bloodwheel

They say that the very sky cried blood upon his entry to the world. Then again,He was born moment's before the great war.

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Lazarus Bloodwheel

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GENERAL INFO
Full name: - Lazarus Bloodwheel
Alias/Nicknames: - Reaver, Steel Reaper
Gender: - Male
Species/Race: – Theranen,Vampire
Nationality: – Theranen
Birth Date: - First Day of the Blood Harvest
Age: - 26
Zodiac Sign: - Scorpio
Descendent(of): - Behemoth Theronguard
Current Residence: - Castle Vankoryth,Haverous Bog
Job/Profession: - Unemployed
Title: - Reaver of the Blood Harvest
Allegiance/Alignment: - Theranen, The Detente.

APPEARANCE
Height: - 8'1ft
Weight: - 97kg
Build: - Heavily Muscled
Eye Color: - Amber/Red
Hair Color: - White/Black
Handedness: - Ambi-Dexterous
Skin Shade/Color: - Blood-Red/White
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: - Several large scar's across his torso and forearms
Description: – A tall and imposing figure,his eye's glow a deep red.He stand's to be a lightly armoured opponent,however the armour is of mysterious make as it seems to be simply grey bandages and a black tattered material,and judging by it's faint blood red aura it is not simply cloth The armour is decorated by well-spaced flesh-piercing teeth around the edges and his Right leg is covered in black and intricate tribal tattoo's. He wear's nothing upon his feet and his long-black hair seem's to be eternally interesting to him. All this is a recent change from his Blood-Red skin and his eternally armoured body. Apparently he likes his old hunting armour better then last set of armour his clan gave him. The only flaw it seems to have is the rather large whole in it,being that from his left shoulder to his left-hand's finger tips there is no bandages or armour. Leaving it upto his aura and Rishamel to keep it intact.


MENTALITY
Sexuality/Preference: - Straight
Relationship/Marital status: - Single
Family/relatives: - All Deceased
Sanity: [u][i] - Insane
[u][i]Friends:
- None
Mental Skills: Fear inducement. His presence inspires fear into those with average or below willpower for apparently no reason.
Likes: - Blood,Alcohol,Women
Dislikes: - Angel's,Demon's,Elemental Magic
Hobbies: - Reading,Writing,Fighting
Personality: – Not much is to be said here, He is a mute being and so beyond being prone to blood-lust fueled slaughter he is a rather quiet being with few friends due to his silent nature. He can however write out what he want's to say and attempts to do so,however he is ussually ignored.

EQUIPMENT
Weapons: – Lazarus has fondly named his weapon, Rishamel which in his language translates into Speed Demon. It is an incredibly fast and maneuvarable weapon that greatly increases in strength the more he and his opponents are injured. At it's peak of power the weapon releases three shockwaves of red energy that obliterate most thing's that they make contact with. The weapon itself is abnormally sharp and durable and leaves behind a trail of blood-red magic that act's as a secondary harder to detect set of blades. The Weapon can be split into two duel-wielded blades which can then be further stretched and combined to make a claymore,forked in the middle and razor-sharp on both sides.
Combat Attire: – Unchanged
Accessories: – His large right leg becomes more powerfull in accordance with how much blood is spilled,therefore eventually leading his kick's to be body-tearingly powerfull and as of late due to his vampiric strength,Even capable of felling small buildings.
Miscellaneous: – None

FIGHTING STYLE(S)
General/Preferred Style: – He either fight's using an Ethereal Aura generated around his limb's or his weapon Rishamel in an intricate and relentless flurry of attack's that seem to happen at random
Hand-to-Hand: – Ethereal Capoera
Weapons Style: – Rishamel's Blood Harvest
Special Abilities: – Various Blood related "Buffs" and a seemingly endless tolerance for pain. Giving him power and durability in combat. Vampiric Strength,Speed,Perception and the ability to almost teleport due to what can be reffered to in general terms as a flash-step.

STYLES OF MAGIC
Chant Magic: - Unknown
Rune Magic: - Unknown
Elemental Magic: - Unknown
Psychic Magic: – Unknown
Conjuring Magic: – Unknown
Enchantment Magic: – Unknown
Space/Time Magic: – Unknown
Arcane Magic: - Unknown

HISTORY
Relationship Status: – None
Family: – None
Known Languages: – Theranen,English.
Proficiency(Affinity): – Highly proficient in many weapons and Combat styles,Prefers Rishamel over all else.
Personal History/Background: - Unknown
Clans (Family Clan or Otherwise): - Clan of Theranen, Sub-clan of Bloodwheel, Sub-Branch of Blood Harvest.

Other: : Unknown

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Lazarus Bloodwheel's Story

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Lazarus dissapeared in a blur as the werewolf attacked his ally, Re-appearing a mere moment later behind the being and swinging his two claymore's in an X pattern toward's his back. One of his aura hands reaching out to grab the wolf's flesh covered claw, His small energy storm would be burning hot at this range and small bolts of red lightning would be flying towards the werewolf. He was prepared for the werewolf to flee however and the other aura arm swung a punch in a sweeping motion toward's the wolfs leg.

Lazarus was enjoying this far too much to be normal.

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Lazarus looked up to the sky as his prey escaped. Simply standing there as all of the attack's hit his form,his grin widening. His form bubbling and changing as he was assaulted by the bombardment. Time to play the game,and to play it his way.

His exposed and wounded left arm was torn from it's socket by the assault and yet the rest of him was fine. Infact he had grown larger after the assault, a faint sizzling sound could be heard as his skin melted away from him,revealing blood red skin and craggy looking skin. His hair flashed and floated about him as pure black energy,looking toward's his opponent he dissapeared and then re-appeared a moment later. All three of his arms swinging towards the wolfs chest and his blades laying upon the ground below.

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Annoyed at the inexperience or low intellect of his opponent, Lazarus swung his tattooed leg towards the mans mid-riff. The entire leg glowing a brilliant red and swirl's of black energy surrounding it as it neared the man, The blow was powerful enough to crumble buildings and he at the very least was aiming to severely injure the man. However by the way the grin slipped from his features,as his hair returned to normal and his skin reformed,the extra arm's dissapearing. This would be his final attack on the man,the blood-lust had left him, This had hardly been the fight to the death he had wished for.

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Lazarus's attack hit nothing but the rushing wind before he hit the ground. Although despite this his leg still discharged all of it's energy. Sending a wave of destructive power toward's his now human foe. The power of which was shown as it anthracized a small lizard.

Lazarus himself stared after the wave after hitting the ground,his one arm folded across his chest. His eyes were crimson now,their normal colour. He would await the next attack if they decided to launch one, the fool probably thought they were equal now that he was without his aura or weapons. A stupid assumption, Lazarus had lost an arm..If he was still a Theranen he would be stronger then before,sadly this Vampyric form didn't allow much more power then this.

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Lazarus watched the rift swallow his attack,the hellfire coming his way and the lack of damage from his own attack. Physical combat it was to be then, He simply leaped through the rift and came out behind Alexander unphased by his own attack,spinning wildly through the air and silently sweeping an aura soaked right leg towards Alexanders back. The rift had been an aid,not only had he been able to get behind Alexander but he wouldn't even know due to the shockwave blocking his view of Lazarus. A perfect sneak attack if he had ever heard of one.

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Lazarus's leg unceremmoniously decided that this was the perfect time to smash full force into the ground, Tearing apart a large line and most of the Gargoyle fountain as it made contact, The wave of energy that followed peetering out after killing a few insects and other pests. Where the hell had his opponent gone?!

Angrily Lazarus flew forward and snatched up his two claymores,his bandages still down and a feral grimace taking hold of his features. Made worse by the blood and energy dripping off of his long razor-sharp teeth. Who would he fight! He couldn't just sit back and give up! SOMETHING would die..he would make certain of that.

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Lazarus blurred in behind the Harlequin silently,Two forked Claymores in either hand and his bandages down below his long and vicious teeth,Shown in a rather large grin as he pushed past the nameless guards. They weren't anything to him.

"Four wing's surrounding an open square...that doesn't sound like a trap to you?, Ain'tcha ever heard of Gargoyles? Footprints are here aswell. We ain't just gunna walk in here explore a bit and dodge a few traps. Chances are were gunna have to fight something that these dime a dozen guards can't handle." Lazarus abruptly said,he didn't have his pad on him but his entire body was surrounded by a red energy storm. Crackling and burning the ground beneath him as a second pair of arm's manifested themselves from it,a cracking sounding from his spine as red lightning shot about his form. His voice was rather gruff and cracked,probabl because this was only the second time he had ever spoke.

"Want me to take the lead?,I'm not invincible but I think I can handle a gargoyle or two." He inquired.

The setting changes from eastern-seaboard to Gambit's Bar

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Lazarus took this perfect moment to walk into the bar,his very obvious vampiric fangs showing along with many of his other vicously pointed teeth. He still hadn't lifted the bandages back up for reasons unknown. Two large claymores rested by his side and an extra pair of tattoo'd and glowing red arms sprouted from his back,He was even clouded in a medium sized energy storm of his own make. The fruits of his labour as a blood harvester.

He strolled past the were-kin without a second thought and took a seat nearby whomever was closest to the door,A large insane grin plastering itself to his features.

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Lazarus's eyes dialated as he spotted the shifter,widening as far as they could go and glowing blindingly bright before he re-appeared beside her in a blur of motion.
A...shifter?..Why here?,Now?...It didn't matter, Lazarus had a duty.

Offering a hand out to the Shifter his grin turned into a kind smile, The claymores still defensively by his sides,albeit now properly wielded in either hand. The hand's upon his back oddly enough had been designated to be the ones offered to the shifter.

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Lazarus's long and pointed ears perked as the were-kin conversed. Listening to all the detail's encase it came in handy later,He was a vampire after all and not all were-kin could possibly be this tolerant.

However his grin widened as the shifter took hold of his hand, All going according to plan. He turned to the two were-kin for just a moment, using his one free extra hand to give them a quick salute followed by an even larger grin. He cackled loudly as within a second he was gone in a blur,taking the poor shifter girl with him. Chances are as mere dogs they wouldn't care but it entertained his mind nonetheless to taunt them.

The setting changes from gambits-bar to Castle Vankoryth Upper Level

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Lazarus comfortably thumped into his own room,gently letting go of the Shifters hand and stomping over to his bed. His two claymores already laying down in the corner and his extra arms melding back into his aura,albeit it oddly took his left arm along with them. Leaving him to brush his hair out of his eyes with only one hand.

"Who are you girl?" He asked simply

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He tilted his head at her before he stood,taking a few large strides towards her and crouching down with a grin.

"You are in my bedroom,within The Detente's lovely castle, I took you away from the were-kin before they turned berserk and hurt you. The last were-kin I met in a bar almost killed a man for no reason and I didn't want to see ya harmed." He said,his voice was rather gravely and rough as he wasn't really used to talking...this being maybe his fifth time at maximum at trying the practice. He had plans for this girl...he just had to figure out what they were.

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He shook his head and grinned that wide vicious grin of his. Clicking the claw-like finger tips on his right hand together idly as he watched her become near to a human. A little more elven if he had to guess.

"I don't live alone,I'm rather new to this Detente but as far as I can tell the one who made me a vampire is pretty damn well respected. This place is filled to the brim with other vamps and there's even an entire town that The Detente have made for the supernatural. Which is why I wanted to make ya an offer, I can offer ya a place 'ere,amongst all of us. Don't even have to be a vamp. In exchange, You act as my kin." He said quickly,hoping she would understand it all. Of course he was only doing this because he thought she'd be usefull...He still despised shifters but she could teach him a thing or two about adapting against annoying enemies.

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Lazarus tilted his head sideways and grinned again.

"No need to apologies, I wanna do it because I need people I can work with...And yer a shifter. I ussually don't trust shifters but I need somebody to teach me how to...change..I can mutate my DNA at will but it changes random things. I can't influence what it does..besides if I have kin then I have the starting's of a proper contribution to the Detente other then my power." He said quickly, pulling the bandages back up over his mouth afterwards and tearing the flesh-digging teeth back into their ever growing holes.

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He nodded slightly and the energy storm that surrounded him intensified,His skin tearing flaking and finnally tearing off his body violently. Leaving it to be reformed as a blood-red and almost rock like substance. Small bones protruded from all over his fore-arms through small gaps in his bandages. He even had a neat fox-tail that sprouted from his lower back,however it quite obviously didn't fit in with the rest of his being.

"See?..I tried to grow wings,This is the damn result." He growled,the storm intensifying once more before in a flash returning him to his original form.

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Lazarus shrugged as she looked him over,slightly confused.

"I make them from scratch,alter my DNA...My people mutate themselves every generation to become stronger,we began as almost simple humans but we know range amongst the strongest mortals in the known world...It's impossible to mutate properly without mating but...I need to be able to,There are too many different beings on this world and I'm damn near the last Theranen left!" He growled out before calming himself and looking towards Omega.

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"I'm not entirely sure I can do partial morphs or anything,As I said I have no control. I just scramble my DNA around." He muttered out,not sure how partially changing himself would help anyway.

"I can create anything I want out of my aura but my DNA is strictly random." He said,and as if to demonstrate that fact two arms manifested around his back with a slight spark of red lightning.

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Lazarus grinned as he followed after the Harlequin,leaving his own trail of burnt floor behind on his way to the iron door. He was picking the lock?...Pathetic, His kin didn't even seem like he could handle a werewolf. Why not just kick the door down? Although peeking over the Harlequin's shoulder he did notice the sliding tracks. Well that wasn't good. Lazarus's mind flashed through every sliding creature he knew of and prepared for the worst,simply pushing past the Harlequin and creating two carbon copies of his old gauntlets,to be placed on his fake aura arms.

"Be prepared for the worst thing ya can imagine that slides..I'm thinking of something in particular considering all the solid stone warriors. If you get the same idea then tell me." He said gruffly,his voice was becoming more and more gravely as time wore on but nonetheless he couldn't help himself.

"Oh and Sire,It's okay to be afraid of me. I've killed hundreds of your kind before we met. Only ten or so matched yer level though so ya have nothing to worry about." He said with a kind grin before turning himself to the nameless guards,flicking his thumb backwards to signal them forward. Of course he was just taking charge to piss the Harlequin off.

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Lazarus was rather dissapointed by the Harlequin's reaction. Perhaps he would have to shame him and save his life,although this kin of his didn't seem to hold to any sort of code of honour. They were so unlike each-other that it was hard to believe the same woman had sired them both..Things to ponder on.

He spun his weapons in his hands absent-mindedly and followed the Harlequin,before figuring out were they were and grinning. Pushing himself past the Harlequin and hoping for some form of childish race,He had missed some form of rivalry and the Harlequin was so perfectly unlike him that he couldn't think of anyone better.

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Lazarus turned and frowned at the portrait's discovery,He rarely frowned but he had been hoping to be childish for once.

Stalking back to his kin he took a back-seat for this one and got into a defensive position behind them,turning to only say one thing to the portrait.

"What if we beat whatever you send after us?" he said simply.

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Lazarus sauntered into the famous bar,Two large forked claymores in either hand and a large energy storm still pulsating about him,burning the floor beneath him as he entered, He really had to stop getting into so many fights.

Two extra arm's stemmed from his back made entirely out of his own energy. The bandages were down beneath his jaw and an insane grin took over his features as he flipped the weapons around in his hands idly. He had come to either relax or fight,both were synonameous for him.

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Lazarus shrugged and sat down quietly in the middle of the bar,regardless of wether or not their were chairs or tables left in the place by now he would cross his leg's and sit upon the floor.

His blades were embedded into the flooring beside him and he was rather dissapointed that the android didn't remember him from the time he had blown up that building and murdered a couple civilians. Dissapointed indeed...he liked to distract those who were helping the weak.

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Lazarus simply stared at the proceedings, it was a rather odd occurence for Gambit's, yes the odd person died and there were fights that anywhere else would endanger the entirety of Wing City. But he had never seen any contamination's or medical proceedings taking place without magic.

He waved to a bartender and made the motion of a drink,hoping they'd bring him something alcoholic. He hadn't been drunk in a long whi-..oh,it seemed the Android noticed him,good. He could get drunk and deal with her at the same time.

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Lazarus stood up from his seat on the floor and picked up his two overly large blades,taking a few steps forward and picking up his drink from the bar,chugging it down and turning to look at all of the chaos about the bar. What the hell was this? Some kind of parade of insanity?

"Ya sure about that?,I can kill you if ya want. Or you can deal with all this shit and come back to deal with me when everyone's safe,like yer sposed to. I'll be relaxing over here until something hits me then I'm blowing up whatever does,sound like fair terms for a truce?"

Lazarus barely waited for an answer before sitting over at the counter and holding up three fingers to order more beer. Glad they'd known he wanted alcohol to begin with,although the foam did put him off abit his energy storm disassembled whatever made up the foam that had landed nearby to him,leaving him decidedly more comfortable then anyone else.

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Lazarus blurred in behind the creature,his storm would handle any back-lash from the androids Cryo-blast but he needed her in decent shape for his own needs. The vampire sent an aura-soaked right leg flying toward's the blob. Nothing but pure destructive power housed in the appendage as two similarly charged claymores swung towards the blob from different directions.

"Time to play ya blob,I got nothin' but power for you so bring it on!" He roared,his aura arms already in position to launch another attack or to defend him from anything the blob decided to fling his way, Lazarus was well prepared to fight anything he could today,that was after-all the reason he had come here.