The Nightmare Kumos
Owner: Cheshire

Age: 13 years, 1 week, 4 days

Born: August 6th, 2009

Adopted: 12 years, 4 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: April 7th, 2010


  • Level: 23
  • Strength: 55
  • Defense: 53
  • Speed: 55
  • Health: 54
  • HP: 54/54
  • Intelligence: 118
  • Books Read: 117
  • Food Eaten: 2
  • Job: Unemployed

||×| No.08 |×||

Battle scarred. Bounty hunter.
Ven //or// Venom

Derives enjoyment from sparing matches, daily meditation, and being around things that produce heat. Specifically interested in cataloging and testing various toxins: sedatives, poisons, and antidotes.

Appears to be in his late twenties but is actually far older. Much like the elven people, his species are known to live for thousands of years.

Trained in the art of combat from the time he could walk, Ven is a highly proficient fighter both with and without a weapon. Though his personal ambition lies in traveling and learning new fighting techniques. His interest peeks on the topic of toxic substances and weapons of the bladed variety.


| A condensed bit of history |

Having lived underground for a large portion of his life, Ven's eyesight is incredibly sensitive to bright light. This long term sensory deprivation made it possible for his other senses to become heightened. Previously used by others as a tool of destruction, Ven left his life in the underworld behind for a chance to redeem himself above ground.

Even so. In his chaotic state Ven spiraled into a familiar fit of unhealthy behavior. Amidst the open air he still felt trapped inside his own skin. Once again he found himself being encouraged by men who sought to exploit him. Eventually he was able to grasp some clarity. Thereafter forcefully separating himself from the lifestyle of depravity.


| avatar representation |


| present day |

Called empathic by some, Ven has been known to be very susceptible to the whims of the people surrounding him. In an attempt to take control of his own life, the warrior learned to devote many hours to meditation and the fortification of his own spiritual walls.

After so much meditation his mind became open to the possibilities of his own heart. What he actually wanted from life. What it meant to live for himself. Perhaps what it meant to live for others, in his own way. So he disconnected from society and disappeared into the wilderness. Quietly returning some years later, taking up the roll of sell-sword.


| D&D |


(( collects poisons, demonic artifacts, and bladed weapons ))

Pet Treasure

Razor Edge Emeralds

Immortal Eternal Assassin Blade

Ninja Katana

Blackheart Blade

Cursed Demon Sword

Nobles Rapier

Neutrality Pin

Nightmare Fuel

Darkness Soul Stone

Cyanide Poison Vial Kit

Cyanide Poison Bottle Kit

Arsenic Poison Vial Kit

Arsenic Poison Bottle Kit

Ricin Poison Vial Kit

Ricin Poison Bottle Kit

Hemlock Poison Vial Kit

Hemlock Poison Bottle Kit

Belladonna Poison Vial Kit

Belladonna Poison Bottle Kit

Candied Pink Fairy Dust

Candied Purple Fairy Dust

Candied Blue Fairy Dust

Candied Orange Fairy Dust

Pale Cologne

Bile Colored Cologne

Nauseous Cologne

Deceptively Blood Colored Cologne

Premium Aged Poison

Fester Poison

Chilled Rodent Poison

Bottled Coalbra Venom

Poisonous Cauldron

Bubbling Venom

Poison Apothecary Bottle

Toxic Apothecary Bottle

Acidic Throwing Vial

Candied Black Fairy Dust

Cherry Flavored Poison

Blue Raspberry Flavored Poison

Tutti Frutti Flavored Poison

Lemon Lime Flavored Poison

Orange Flavored Poison

Spider Venom

Scorpion Venom

Snake Venom

Fake Bloodred Potion

Vial of Dark Water

Strange Glowing Vial

Empty Rounded Flask

Empty Flask

Clear Glass Handled Flask

Mostly-empty Vial

Broken Flask of Liquid Shadow

Winning with a Rapier

Winning with a Sword

Winning with a Dagger

Book of Demons I

Book of Demons II

Book of Demons III

Book of Demons IV

Book of Demons V

Pet Friends

Stay where I can see you

At your service

Jean Marzena
Let's do this again sometime

Not such a bad guy, once you get past the smell...

Challenge accepted

I owe you one