This is a rough draft just getting thoughts onto "paper"
-Steve is not the characters final name just needed something to avoid confusion-
Hellbred - Click to Expand
Magic-Blooded Hellbred Dread Necromancer
Steve was raised in a community of outcasts living in the forest constantly hounded by the army of the lord whose lands they hide on. The day Steve crossed into adulthood His parents, the leaders of the group, decided it was time to fight back. The king himself rode into battle with his army against them. Steve slew many enemy soldiers until he came face to face with the King's son. After a long fight Steve finally got the upper hand and ended the Prince's life. Proud of his accomplishment Steve scanned the battlefield for his father, who he saw engaging the king in a duel. When it looked like his father was about to deal a fatal blow the king raised his hand and unleashed a torrent of magic killing Steve's father. In a fit of distressed rage Steve charge the king, who cut him down with a flick of his wrist. In Steve's final moments before death he was granted a vision of the past.
Steve's father and the king were playing as children, brothers. As they reached maturity Steve's father grew concerned that his brother, having just married a sorceress, was being led astray by magic and was unfit to rule the kingdom after their father's passing. When he brought his concerns to their father, the then king, they argued resulting in Steve's father murdering the king in the heat of the moment. Convinced that his brother and sister-in-law had used magic on him to do his dirty work, he broke into their chambers, murder the nursemaid and stole their newborn son, Steve.
With this revelation Steve realized that, not only did he take many good innocent lives, but he also killed his own brother. Despaired Steve begged the gods for forgiveness. The gods heard his plea but not before Steve spent some time in the hells. Soon Steve awoke on the same battlefield where he fell only with a new vision, he must prove that he is truly good and worthy of ascending to the celestial plane, or he will spend eternity in hell. As a mark of his sins his skin was a dark red and the only connection to his previous existence was his one dark blue eye and one amber eye, a sign of his Magic-Blooded heritage.
Steve vowed that he would never return to the hells and if he would be incapable of the seemingly imposable task of proving his worth to the gods, then he would ensure that he never died.
Steve was raised in a community of outcasts living in the forest constantly hounded by the army of the lord whose lands they hide on. The day Steve crossed into adulthood His parents, the leaders of the group, decided it was time to fight back. The king himself rode into battle with his army against them. Steve slew many enemy soldiers until he came face to face with the King's son. After a long fight Steve finally got the upper hand and ended the Prince's life. Proud of his accomplishment Steve scanned the battlefield for his father, who he saw engaging the king in a duel. When it looked like his father was about to deal a fatal blow the king raised his hand and unleashed a torrent of magic killing Steve's father. In a fit of distressed rage Steve charge the king, who cut him down with a flick of his wrist. In Steve's final moments before death he was granted a vision of the past.
Steve's father and the king were playing as children, brothers. As they reached maturity Steve's father grew concerned that his brother, having just married a sorceress, was being led astray by magic and was unfit to rule the kingdom after their father's passing. When he brought his concerns to their father, the then king, they argued resulting in Steve's father murdering the king in the heat of the moment. Convinced that his brother and sister-in-law had used magic on him to do his dirty work, he broke into their chambers, murder the nursemaid and stole their newborn son, Steve.
With this revelation Steve realized that, not only did he take many good innocent lives, but he also killed his own brother. Despaired Steve begged the gods for forgiveness. The gods heard his plea but not before Steve spent some time in the hells. Soon Steve awoke on the same battlefield where he fell only with a new vision, he must prove that he is truly good and worthy of ascending to the celestial plane, or he will spend eternity in hell. As a mark of his sins his skin was a dark red and the only connection to his previous existence was his one dark blue eye and one amber eye, a sign of his Magic-Blooded heritage.
Steve vowed that he would never return to the hells and if he would be incapable of the seemingly imposable task of proving his worth to the gods, then he would ensure that he never died.
That took a whole lot longer to type than I thought, so this next one will be shorter for now
Spellscale - Click to Expand
Magic-Blooded Spellscale Dread Necromancer
Steve grew up in a commune of sorcerers as the only Spellscale, a miracle of birth from two human parents with shinning blue scales and when ever he started to get excited tiny motes of light seemed to shift around his body, a sign of his great magical heritage. After a long day of playing adventure with the other children Steve climbed to the top of the communes windmill to indulge his interest in observing how others go about their daily lives. Losing track of time Steve fell asleep on the windmill only to be woken by the sounds of battle. A group of Magehunters had raided the commune to exterminate what the felt to be a plague of vermin. Scared by the carnage he observed and the hatred that spewed from the mouths of the Magehunters Steve became convinced that noone else would understand or accept him, turning to Necromancy as a way to ensure that he was never alone again.
Steve grew up in a commune of sorcerers as the only Spellscale, a miracle of birth from two human parents with shinning blue scales and when ever he started to get excited tiny motes of light seemed to shift around his body, a sign of his great magical heritage. After a long day of playing adventure with the other children Steve climbed to the top of the communes windmill to indulge his interest in observing how others go about their daily lives. Losing track of time Steve fell asleep on the windmill only to be woken by the sounds of battle. A group of Magehunters had raided the commune to exterminate what the felt to be a plague of vermin. Scared by the carnage he observed and the hatred that spewed from the mouths of the Magehunters Steve became convinced that noone else would understand or accept him, turning to Necromancy as a way to ensure that he was never alone again.
Let me know what you think. Any suggestions or criticism would be appreciated.