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Defeated the Fire Carrier
Defeated the Fire Carrier
Phlegethon
Legacy Name: Phlegethon
The Graveyard Velosotor
Owner: stardust
Age: 5 years, 9 months, 3 days
Born: June 24th, 2018
Adopted: 5 years, 9 months, 3 days ago
Adopted: June 24th, 2018
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
- name meaning of the river of flames
"In Greek mythology, the river Phlegethon (Φλεγέθων, English translation: "flaming") or Pyriphlegethon (Πυριφλεγέθων, English translation: "fire-flaming") was one of the five rivers in the infernal regions of the underworld, along with the rivers Styx, Lethe, Cocytus, Acheron, Alpheus, and Eridanos. Plato describes it as "a stream of fire, which coils round the earth and flows into the depths of Tartarus". It was parallel to the river Styx. It is said that the goddess Styx was in love with Phlegethon, but she was consumed by his flames and sent to Hades. Eventually when Hades allowed her river to flow through, they reunited."
The depths of Tartarus cannot hold me.
A heavy sweat beaded upon his brow, the iron breastplate had grown tight with every passing fall. The man grew huge, muscles constantly in a state of tense flexing and straining. This was a state of war after all; with hoplites surrounding his mount, eyes as dead as he felt in the sweltering heat. Reblous gripped the reigns tighter, concentrating on the horizon for any sign of enemy advancement. They grew ever closer, and soon terror would block out the sun in the form of a million spears.
Blink. Cold water lapped at his feet. Reblous looked around; quiet crashing of waves brought him back from the past, the darkness of history. His history, bathed in blood and agony. Though his beginning was dragged through mud and glory, Reblous now bathed in only the light and spray of the sea. His caïque although small, hauled in plenty of catch to support this sequestered lifestyle. Along the shores of the aegean is where he spent time hidden away. Away from that which would ignite the flames of malice he locked inside long ago. A headshake, another one. It would not resurface, not after he tried so hard to forget.
Amongst the debris this night, Reblous fought the sea as if poseidon himself declared war. Rigging shuffled and the wood groaned against the thunderous sea. The churning dark abyss would not yield this dark night, and in it's rage swallowed Reblous whole. Reblous clamored towards the surface and was met with equal force as the waves battered him down, down until he could see no light..
Awaken.. mortal.. A voice hissed through the blackness, but it's sound was as cold and perilous as the sea he floated in. No, there was no floating now; some solidity was beneath his form. Eyes shot open, taking in a decrepit landscape, some sort of neglected port? At the waters edge, the caïque of a hooded stranger bobbed in the water, although to say in the water was a stretch. It more or less hovered, ghosting through the water but making no rippings. Reblous sucked in a breath. He knew in the pit of his anxious gut that this was the river Styx. To cross this place was death, to be denied was worse. But how would he pay, Reblous turned his back on riches and the possessions to assure him passage in the afterlife. He thought he had time.
Pay the fare, or be cast aside.. It hissed at him, outstretched hand awaiting payment. Reblous looked at the creature, his eyes pleading for some sort of compassion. " I hold none, but let me pass and I shall repay you in what form I can. " The figure yanked it's hand back, a loud hiss slicing the air between them. Worthless fool, you mean nothing..
Worthless fool, you mean nothing. Worthless. The words tasted bitter, they tasted angry. Reblous wasn't worthless, he had proved his might for the glory of the Grecian empire; he tasted blood and smelled fear. History flashed across his mind and was teleported to the battlefield. Young men, boys barely of age littered across the landscape like bathhouse murals. Corpses of both sides drenched the earth in red, a color long forbidden to him.
Reblous approached the ferryman. "Hold out your hand creature." The fabric twisted as the gnarled hand again extended palm up, awaiting payment. Reblous reached toward his side, while the other hand curled into a fist as it struck into the darkness of the figure's hood. An abhorrent screech came from it as the creature plummeted off the side of the boat and into the pitch black waters. But as the liquid seeped over it, the movement subsided and all was silent once more.
Dossier: Phlegethon
Name: Reblous Phlegethon
Pseudonym: Vulcanic, Phlegu, Peggu, Firef---k ( endearment from hades )
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Tactic Style: Brawler / Thug
Location: Tartarus & Overworld
Age: ???
Occupation: Locator for the bodies of lost souls / Low-level reaper
Weapons: Inferno's Torrent ( Kopis Sword )
design + layout + coding + story: stardust
art by twgp (ty for the update!)
Pet Treasure
Mourning Sentinel
Restless Angry Spirit
Sour Lollipop Reaper
Woeful Mourning Spirit
Fragments of the Forgotten
Chupacabra
Skeletal Warrior Replica Shield
Restless Sad Spirit
Death Scythe
Horrific Ghostly Aura
Zombie Shield
Skull
Bust of a Pale Horse
Eyes of the Cursed Muse
Bust of a White Horse
Restless Malevolent Spirit
Dark Death Potion
Spiced Gooey Candy Reaper
Deaths Kiss
Death Arrowhead
Elegant Death Skeletal Hand Neck Pin
Jar of Dried Deadly Nightshade
Spilled Ritual Ink
Triple Arrow
Damned Ritual Markings
Gnawed Thigh Bone
Bleeding Skeleton Fountain
Skeletal Laser Gun
The Roman Empire
Bones
Dead Person
Scythe
Macechucks
Cross Tombstone
Spooky Tombstone
Professional Tombstone
Small Colcannon Shield Piece
Underground Taxidermy Raven
Sour Rock Candy Reaper
Dillema Corrupted Soul
Ominous Grave Markers
Light Blade
Greek Textbook
Gold Helmet
Brass Panzer Hydra Medal Replica
Red Atebus Revolution Medal
Epic Battle Helmet