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Played by:Voluntary Insanity
Character Name:Vyktir Von'lichtenstein
Age:21
Gender:Male
Race:Human
Class: Church Member (Paladin)
Personality:Vyktir is a very devoted member of his church. Serving "God" with all his faith, and all his mastery of the halberd. In every way he chooses to serve the church rather than himself, and seems to be entirely selfless (though not at all suicidal.) Though he is quick to act out on the 'word of God' whenever he senses it's call, he is slow to judge, and finds that sometimes things are more complicated than they seem. Such a knowledge keeps him from attempting to 'smite' potential friends, whom only need see the path to righteousness and be helped along it.
Weapons/abilities:As stated before, Vyktir wields a halberd, a sort of combination of a spear and an axe. With a ten foot shaft, crafted of reinforced iron (steel bars reinforce it) and a one and a half foot long spear/axe head. The axe's width is around six inches, from blade to the sort of pointed edge at it's other side. While at the very end of the shaft there is a sturdy spear's head. Wrapped in many places, the shaft has quite a few leathery handles, obviously for different battle-stances, or swinging angles. He possesses the amount of faith in 'God' nessicary to call for the his wrath, creating a divine light to shine from his weapon's form until the power is extinguished. The longer the power waits in his weapon, the weaker it becomes, and the light slowly dims as this happens. Another few abilities bestowed upon him by his God are varying in power, such as: The ability to heal. He can heal wounds which do not include severed or damaged organs, nor can it regenerate lost limbs/appendages. This ability to heal can only be used a few times a day, depending on the severity of the wounds healed. Said healing power is much like the smiting ability in that it is simply concentrated divine power. Healing the righteous, and hurting the good, removing diseases, and bolstering blessings.
Appearance:From the floor, Vyktir's head peaks at around six feet. With brilliant blonde locks, stretching in fine lines on either side of his head, to the ground. Vertical cuts from bang to bang, create a sort of 'u' shape around his head, if you could look up from his neck. A very thin sort of scar runs from temple to his jaw, upon the right side of his face, drawing a faint line to a bristly sort of beard, which seems to be mostly located upon only the flesh just under his lips. Probably either trimmed at the length, or shaved only a few times not enough. His flesh is a pure pale sort of shade. A kind of french vanilla shade, mottled only with tiny speckles of brown here and there. He is in ownership of a fine piece of armor, With vertical strips of quarter inch metal covering nearly every spot available. (Leaving out joints, and places such as arm-pits, the groin, the backs of his knees, things like that.) Each little plate is held onto a sort of chain mail which comes in several pieces for easier transportation. Each arm, the torso, and the legs, are all separate parts, though when worn in the correct manner, provide a relatively good amount of maneuverability while still keeping the man safe from every-day sword slashes, and bites. The legs, have a pair of lower-leg protectors that look more like pieces of full-plate mail. Greaves that cover knee, shin, calve and even the tops of his feet (and/or boots) are finely crafted from what is probably steel. Boot made of leather and hide sit under this armor for the time it is worn, though are quite extravagant in their own right. Rimmed in silvers, even equipped with a pair of spring-loaded heel spikes, which, though a more dirty tactic to fighting, do come in handy. Around this man's neck, and visible at all times, is a likely hand-carved cross, cut from what is probably some kind of ivory. Cut and trimmed to resemble a sort of Celtic cross, with intricate little knots and such in it's bars. A thin, but strong necklace of silver holds it around his neck.
Biography:As a young child, Vyktir was taken from his parents. After showing particular aptitude for the ability to channel divine powers. Having been raised away from home. Trained with many weapons before he was found to have a bit of a knack for pole-arms, his odd stance and battle-mannerisms provide a slight upper hand in traditional fights. For a long time he served as little more than a chore-boy. Doing the bidding of the priests until he was trained in the divine arts. Since then, his days are troubled with the problems of others. Fighting a losing battle against the seemingly unstoppable epidemic, Murk.
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