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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Nightbreeze" data-source="post: 4192050" data-attributes="member: 46755">That would seem quite a spectacular kind of game <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f600.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":D" title="Big grin    :D"  data-smilie="8"data-shortname=":D" />I have the concept of a plain human (well, at lvl 30 he is not plain at all, gosh).Prince Kaoru Eraia, Chilling Wind and Head of the AvalancheSamurai 1/ Monk 3/ Fighter 1/ Shou Disciple 5/ Iaijutsu Master 20He is the flashy kind of character and fits perfectly for this kind of houserules, with a maddeding speed of action and thought, killing the enemies without even beeing seen moving. He can unleash a hell of pain. Think about Bleach (the fast ones), only worse.Appearance and back ground:[sblock]Prince Kaoru Eraia iwas not born with the mark. So his parents were relieved that apparently, that blessig/curse appeared to have been lost. Thousands of years ago, infact, a true god had created a cursed sword for his mortal son, a sword that memorized every single moment, every single twitch, every single thought of whoever was wielding it...and at the end of his life, the sword bound his soul. It was called Karstoreia, but the meaning of this name is lost. And his son, who had the blood of the long lost god, the primordial elves and the elemental princes of wind, would take the sword and absorb all of it.Eventually an avalanche was created...each son was better than his father. From the moment that he first touched the sword, till he was able to perfect the inner training, he quicjly grew in power, surpassing each swordmaster. But not only the mental skills were passed...the strength, the speed and the resistance of each wielder were stored and used to absorb the wounds of the new Head of the Avalanche.A lone swordsman, however powerful, cannot be everywere, so eventually a great invasion from the Void Outside managed to bring down the primordial elves kingdom. After travelling to another plane, the few survivors just picked a huge empire, and overtook it with the lone strenght of the Avalanche Head. He married the (widowed) empress and took rule. The primordial elves became the true ruling elite, but they were few, and the Imperial priest managed to score a little revenge: over the space of some centuries, all primordial elves lost the capacity to procreate. And thus, only a trace of their blood was left, in the imperial famoly.Of course, each and everyone of the Avalanche heads remembered this. They were mostly human, but the elven memories are dominant. Eventually, because of the marriages with humans, the bloodline became so thin that the sword didn't recognize the imperial princes. And thus, the bloodline was interrupted. One of the side effects of the imperial mythal, erected by the elves, was the no one was able to steal the Sword, and it presented itself to each prince or princes...but did not recognize them.Until 10 years ago, sadly. Kaoru Eraia was the son of his Highness Edrenul Markos, the ninth son of the Emperor. He was a nice kid, although females used to hurt him with ease, creating bitterness and will to emerge. He showed promise, however, because he was able to overcome his inner bitterness and strive to do always better.On a faithful day, however, in front of the astonished eyes of the court, the Sword appeared in front of the newborn first son of the Imperial Prince Maraku. It didn't recognize it, but Kaoru, curious, caressed the marvelous red hilt...and was immediately engulfed in a burst of red wind. His hair was immediately turned silvery, and his eyes as icy cold as a mountain lake. He shot a venomous look at the Imperial High Prelate and said "I see".The entire court panicked, and the fact that he didn't reveal anything about his powers and his intentions was percieved as omen of peril. A few years would pass before Kaoru, 15th year old, returned from his isolation, wherever he was, and just took control of the capitol. His grandad, the Emperor, recognized him as the rightful heir, and that was the end of it. Just one show of his godly speed and strength was necessary to shut everybody's mouth.Nowdays, Kaoru is a smiling arrogant young prick. As the Imperial Prince he is going to rule a huge empire. Most importantly, however, is that his power is unmatched by any creature known in the imperial lands, and rivals the strength of the most prominent world heroes, demigods and adventurers. He is a charming young man and nobleborn ladies flock to him (a cynic would say that they are attracted by his power, too). He intends to change the way that the empire works, but it seems that he has no haste to do that, waiting for the Emperor to peaceful pass away. In thruth, he is quite fond of his grandparents, and his mother (his father died two years ago, stuck by unknown sickness).He had few witnessed fights over the last four years: one with the high prelate, who tried to poison him. Kaoru split the old man in two, and no one was able to see him moving. Afterwards, he unsheated his sword, and there was no blood on it. The next month, the servants of the palace found some bloodstains on the top of the column, 30 yards in the air. That is where the blood from the sword has flown. In truth, he is not only arrogant, but also tormented: during the night, all of the past memories return, and he is forced to revive each and every fight, dramatic and heartbreaking moment of the lives of his ancestors. In the long run, it becomes maddening, and he prefers to avoid sleeping more than two hours a day, [/sblock]</blockquote>

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