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» Name: Ashriel
» Age: Unknown.
» Gender: Male
» Affiliation/Rank: Rogue.
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» Personality:
Ashriel is a very.. VERY patient man. His words always soft and kind to family and foes alike. He is a kind man with the face and body to suit his personality, even his voice matches his personality perfectly. This caring individule is one of the few who can calm Ashlei down from almost anything, as Ashriel has an over powering aura of calm that could easily calm even the most frustrated of people. He loves reading to his younger sisters when they ask for bed time stories or just for him to read to them, even Ashlei sometimes asks him to read for her like he did growing up as humans.
His singing is lovely, flow wordings into a river of hymn's and edicts, the gentle flow like a stream of a dream scape. Though he is strict, his sisters seem to keep in line when he is around, either in fear of the anger has has never shown once before to anyone but Ashlei, or for his... smile that scares many with how simple it is. Thus Ashlei is the only one who slacks off even under the smile of 'Doom.' Though his smile is not meant to be seen that way, he does nothing about it. Why? He doesn't understand why it scares many of his sisters. He thinks there its a rumor about him or something but Ashlei tends to laugh every time he asks why they are afraid of him when he smiles. It seems Micaiah is the only other sister who is not affected besides Ashlyn.
Ashriel is very fond of reading, he alone was the person who purchased many of the books for Ashlei that are now within her library, even going out for years to find books that only had single copies left in the world. His devotion to reading is higher than even Ashlei's, sometimes finding children like hollows and Arrancar to read to them at random times. Other times he sets down his entire family to sing and play with them, if only to keep the family slightly together.
But even through all this, do not think for a moment he will let you take him for granted. For he will not stand for it, just as he does not appreciate Ashlei making such large decisions without asking her family.
Though.. Ashriel was not always like this. During the age of the Samurai, he was one of the most ruthless killers and Assassin's. Seeing his form ment certain death. His eyes emotionless as he would charge his targets with a glare, swinging his sword at in-human speeds during his day alive to slaughter entire brigades on his own. He was so cold, so ruthless, so uncaring... that the warlords themselves began to fear him for his power. They met with him one last time, an attempt to assassinate him. An archer poised in a very hidden location but it was for not. He saw the arrow, drew his blade, it was sliced through the middle but before someone could even blink his sword was back unto the sheathe in with it came from. He was terrifying, but lay his sword in front of them saying "I no longer am an Assassin. My family now requests me home, thus my life here is over. I request you have a sword crafted for me, one with a blade on the wrong side. Thank you."
He became untrusting of everyone around him. The sole person he trusts being Khroma, his love whom travels with him to this day. Duke does not appreciate those who believe they're life is far more important than other's lives.
The only words suiting Ashriel.. Kind, Caring, Loving, Devoted, Merciful. Old Fashioned, Rouge Deep Voice and a heart of Diamond. Nothing more could ever describe his personality in the present.
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Abilities Without Soul State:
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Powers Without Soul State:
Master Magic Swordsman
Ashriel is a master swordsman. His skill comes from his 2,200 years as one of the greatest human Swordmasters to ever live. The precise movements in two step combinations too slaughter groups of enemies, the ability required to move at the near perfect pace, the reflexes to match such a graceful style.. everything he now possess'. On record, he slew more than four hundred thousand other Samurai during his life as a Grandmaster of his sword style. These sword strokes are known by few other whom of which he taught them too. His swordplay was unmatched during his life by all but a select few.
Dash
Duke can move very fast for a human , as his ability to run at twenty one miles per hour is astounding in feet. This was taught to him by his master and perfected with his custom sword style, Hitenmitsurugi Ryou, though the masterful reflexes needed to use it and high speed as well. The father he goes into his Soul State, the faster his base run speed becomes as well. Eventually reaching around sixty miles per hour by Soul State Second Form.
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Eleuseus' Sword Dien Nomos:
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» Background:
Duke and Khroma at Danille's still standing Grave Marker in 2411.
Sura.
The false name of the man who was Ashriel. The man who as a boy when he became a Grandmaster Samurai. His skill unmatched, his prowess wanted, his life.. was a good one. Until the day his sister was hung upon his return. His tenth birthday, he had come to see his family of that day. It had been a year since he left with a mercenary to learn the way of the sword. He returned so young, only to see his sister hung.. her body.. swerving in the wind. He would never see his twins beautiful silver blonde hair.. her red eyes.. her smaller than his own form. Danille as before him, dead. So lifeless his heart stopped for three seconds. His hand.. gripping his prized blade so tightly as he shouted out, questioning to his village why they had hung his sister. Seeing him, they feared. His blood red gaze filling they're eyes with terror upon locking with them. They were fools. They had executed his twin... his twin whom he loved.
The reason..? They called her a witch. Right then.. right then Sura became a loner. He walked to his sisters body.. took it down and his friend Khroma ventured to him. She cried at her friend's sister, Danille was dead. The two along with Micaiah walked to Duke's favorite cliff. He held his sister bridal style. Hr corpse, cold in his arms as his father brought a shovel to bury her. The hole dug, Duke lowered down his sister, tears gripping his maturing face as Khroma hugged him from behind as he took the shovel from his father. His tears and crying grew louder, his little sister Layla crying with Khroma behind him. He couldn't do it. He looked at her... legs under the dirt and held her close one last time. He screamed in anguish at his sisters death as he hugged her to him.. not wanting to let go. His father pried him away, even he cried for his little girl as his mother Monica.. walked away. Tears in her eyes as Sura's screams of agony were unstoppable.
For days.. and days.. Duke sat there. Next to his sister's unmarked grave, crying his heart out. Several villagers who.. thought she was a witch.. upon seeing his grief, felt like devils. The woman who had stood up first saying Danille was a with hugged Duke. Her cries mixing with his own over an innocent little girls death. Duke held onto her, in forgiveness. He hated no one but could never ease the pain he felt. Three days later.. a monster attacked his village. He could see it.. a feminine form small and fragile looking as he followed it to his sister's friends home, a boy named Tetsuka Kiryu. He saw the monster beating the boy near death. His rage... now built up and walked over to the boy.. taking him outside to bury him with Danille.
Though he caught something in the side of his eyes. Duke turned to see a flaming bird. Its body dropping slowly and with grace upon the young Tetsuya's body. A tear came rom its eye, dropping onto the boy on Duke's back. Tetsuya moved slightly.. this phoeix has saved the boys life. But.. phoenix's were not real.. how could this be, was Duke's thought but decide to not dare tempt fate. The bird pirched on Duke's head as he walked to Danille's grave as Tetsuya awoke.
"Your awake.. Tetsuya.. the village is no more. If you want.. my master may take you with us. She teaches me the sword with an inner spirit she calls Sephiroth. If you wish to come you may. If not, then I leave you here at Danille's grave."
Duke set his old friend down and finally buried his sister within the grave. He took out his sword.. Diem Nomos and carved the name Danille Mischevang into the stone that was a natural gravestone. A piece of the rock cliff he had buried them within. The reasoning for adding the name Kiryu as his sister's last name was simple. The boy loved her and respected her more than their parents.
He left the grave and went into his home, gathering materials for his journey with his master. He was to met him in a village three leagues away, a test of durability it was. But these screams.. he had enough. Dien Nomos glowed with red and white light, this confusing the boy as he went after the monster. He found it at the elders home, the ones who had not been for her execution. But it stood there.. watching the two elders cry for Danille. Everytime Danille's name was spoken.. it flinched. But then it slew them with a roar. His eyes.. they boiled over. But he saw it.. a spray of blood. One of the elder's was eaten.. falling to the ground. Behind him.. he saw the beast. She was enraged. Her life taken by these people but, unknown to Duke.. forced her into this astral form. The beast quickly began to slaughter those who could not see her. These... these.. worthless humans were going to die. Duke felt nothing for them. Only the select few who tired to get her down were even left alive. Many who were their friends as children.
Danille.. seen by them.. she let them be for some reason as Duke marched them away. The villagers were running.. one by one they fell. Duke's rage could no longer be held as he struck down three men calling him a traitor with his blade blessed by the holy priests. Dein Nomos. The blade, which he sword would only cast down evil.. was doing its purpose. He know who had done this and slain them. But, yet.. he protected the others from his sister. Hiding them in the deep woods, these people thanked Duke. They could not believe Danille was doing this. She had always been such a sweet girl which Duke agreed with.
Taking his chance, Duke found the beast and threw a Demon Fang at the beast causing it turn turn towards him. He ran outside with it following him. He hid, but seeing the beast leave through a rip in the sky from where he was confused him. He thought but decided he should not stay here, thus left for the village to meet his master. He walked for days, unwavering in his time, never straying. But.. was he never meant to belong? He passed several villages, none giving hm room and board as he entered the town, covered in blood. The rain had begun to pore, growing heavier and darker, as he was stuck within the rain before he found him. There was his master, waiting for him as he said he would. The woman greeting her while ushering someone out from his tent that was sprung.
Khroma.. she was here.. Duke and Khroma ran to each other and hugged. She had survived.. he was grateful of this and that she was coming with them. The woman's name was Sonico Ruinsgate, who's inner spirit, Sephiroth taught Duke of the sword.
They began their travels, Duke becoming an unstoppable sword master as the many wars he fought in within Japan proved that none could ever match his skill. Until he met that man. The day in the 1800's where two unstoppable samurai met.. but did not battle. Battosai The Manslayer, the title of which only two people in Japan held. Dukeishi Pantairei himself and Kenshin Himura. Yet battle they did not, for they were allies and Duke knew this to be true. Kenshin looked him up and down, Duke's clothing so strange and his sword even stranger., but none the less nodded to him and they walked past each other. They're paths were different. Kenshin was an assassin as was Duke but Duke was here to protect certain people while searching for his sister. To this day he still searches. Khroma and himself, visiting the Grave Marker every month to pray for Danille's happiness wherever she may be.
Duke now walks towards his sisters grave, contemplating wither or not to disturb her eternal rest. Not even releasing the massive power coming from the area in which her grave sits. Why? Because his Spiritual Pressure was twice that of a normal captain.
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General Skills
- Durability: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- General Speed: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- Strength: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- Weapon Skill: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
Racial Skills
- Spirituality: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- Valor: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- Perception: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- Motivation: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
Last edited by Mithos on Wed Oct 10, 2012 6:34 pm; edited 3 times in total
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I am going to deny this solely based on the fact that you are ripping off the powers from Kenshin, at least use your own wording or something, please.. This is a blatant rip-off of Ruroni Kenshin's sword techniques. I would rather you change them, honestly. If anyone disagrees with this, then they can take it up with me.
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i meant to have him put in wip for revamp. could yee move him ken?
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