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Damocles the Barghest
Damocles the Barghest
Thanateos
Legacy Name: Thanateos
The Bloodred Anyu
Owner: MariMoon
Age: 13 years, 10 months, 3 weeks
Born: June 5th, 2010
Adopted: 13 years, 9 months, 2 weeks ago
Adopted: July 15th, 2010
Statistics
- Level: 4
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 28
- Books Read: 25
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
Pavor Nocturnus
Sweat and restless sleep
Sweat and restless sleep
Portrait in Progress | Run...
So let it be written
So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh's son I'm creeping death Metallica, "Creeping Death" "He knows your fears. ALL of them. From every last little thing that makes you leap, to the things that make your heart stop, overwhelmed by pure, sheer terror. And he relishes it." A small quote from the scraggly notes of a man named Procopius in his diary. It seems the gentleman went mad shortly after writing this entry (or, at the very least, acquired the unusual habit of writing incoherently and in blood), but he managed to leave ample documentation on the being that may have caused it. The madness and death of a man so apparently at peace with himself was cause for great consternation, so the writings were examined fastidiously the moment the chance arose. Thanateos is, according to his victim, the alias adopted by "this, this thing!" circa the great Herodotus' prime years. Its real name has been furiously scribbled over each time it appears annotated somewhere. However, there are other things about it that have remained very much visible in the unfortunate Procopius' manuscripts. Normalcy Despite some ambivalence concerning the exact time and place, it seems clear to our writer that the man who would become Thanateos lived in the outskirts of Athens with his wife, apparently named Galatea. The couple was graced with two sons, and whilst the father was not a particularly loving one, he gave his family a decent, quiet life. He didn't raise his voice to any of them, or their neighbors, nor vanished from the house more often than he should. And no connection, other than that of the average Athenian, was there to make between him and the occult. He sacrificed what was required of him, worshipping the gods as if it were merely a duty of his - no more, no less: he was a perfectly ordinary, if slightly emotionally crippled (maybe even a little socially phobic), man of the city. Whispers Pet TreasureDark Thing in a Box Dillema Corrupted Soul Dhemon Slisythe Bloody Cauldron Haunted Mirror Prop Talos Sangarius Severed Goat Head Bloodlust Bloody Stale Ale Pet Friends |