Darthen Duran

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GENERAL

Name: --- Darthen Duran
Age: --- 1,673
Race: --- Half elven, half Deamon
Class: --- Bodygaurd

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Eyes Colour: --- Crystal Blue
Hair Colour: --- Light blond
Skin Tone: --- While, slightly tanned
Height/Weight: --- 5'11" and 146 lbs
Overall: --- He generally wears a long black cloak over a forest green tunic, dark brown pants with black leather boots. A small scar adorns his right cheek.

PERSONALITY

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Likes:

• Traveling
  
• Thunderstorms
  
• Vampires (before they were destroyed)
  

Dislikes:

• Large Crowds
  
• Deamons
  
• Hot summer days
  

Hobbies:

• Studying
  
• Training (in magic and fighting)
  
• Protecting others
  

Fears: --- That the curse placed upon him would someday take hold again.
Overal Personality --- Some would say that Darthen is a shy person, but that would not be accurate. Soft spoken, often times if the air is still, others must listen carefully to hear his words. He occasionally enjoys being in the company of vampires. Those around him must before, one wrong word spoken against those he holds dear to his heart and the demon inside him takes over.

HISTORY

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Birthplace: --- Stellni
Birth Time: --- Shortly after midnight
Parents: --- Alhanna Duran and the Lightning Deamon Vuldahm
Siblings: --- Costina and Kellins Duran

Overall History: ---
Born on the continent of Stellni to the North, Darthen was raised by his elven mother. Why she loved him as much as she did confounded the half elf. He was sure she secretly despised him for what his father had done to him, giving her a bastard for a son. Growing up he was always ridiculed by the other kids. If not for his elder brother Kellins, the demon trapped within him would have been released among the elven people.

One day while walking just outside the forest he met a dwarf by the name of Balin Stoneshatter. The two quickly became friends, and Balin was always ready to defend his young companion. The dwarf would come and go from the elven lands throughout the years, and it would always cheer the young outcast up to see his friend.

Then one of the cold winter night, as snow fell from the heavens, Dar overheard some Nobles speaking to his mother.

“That bastard has no right to be in our kingdom!”

“That’s right. He’ll be the death of us all. Surely his father will return for him one day.”

“You must send that cursed son of yours far away where he can not harm our people!”

Tears built up in his eyes as he listened to his mothers reply.

“Say what you will, but Darthen is an angel. Not that all of you wouldn’t deserve whatever might happen. I will NEVER send my son away.”

Those words he held close to his heart. He had never heard his mother raise her voice to anybody before. But here she was standing up to the Nobles in his defense. He vowed on that day that whatever may happen, he would protect her.


It was then spring when Balin returned again, bring magnificently carved figures for the boy, as well as an offer to join him on his next trek across Stellni. Pleading with his mother, he finally convinced her to let him go. Packing his things the two left that night For the first time he saw just how beautiful the world truly was. Sure the forest was stunning, but it couldn’t compare in his mind to the populated human cities.

On his first adventure with Balin, Dar learned things he was never given the opportunity to try before. The dwarf taught the boy to wield a battle axe without harming himself. Being with someone who accepted him for who he was, was a completely new experience for Dar, and he enjoyed every last moment of it.

Then it happened. It was Darthen’s tenth journey with the dwarf. The two joined a group attempting to take back a village from a wizard that made it his duty to harass the people. The mission was a success. However, the half elf did not know the terrible events that this adventure would bring back home.

Upon returning home he was greeted by his mother and little sister of four years. It would be another ten years before life for Darthen would change completely. It was autumn, and his brother had just left home for another continent called Solarus, and that’s when it happened. Around midnight after Kellins departure, Dar is woken up by a strange feeling. His body moved, yet he did not tell it to. He tried to fight it but nothing would work. Balin was staying the night and heard the noise. Seeing the look on the boys face and the manner in which he moved, the dwarf knew sorcery when he saw it.

Try as he might, the dwarf couldn’t stop him from entering his mothers room. Darthen watched in horror as his mother woke, letting out a terrible scream as his hand, unwillingly put a knife through her chest. Then, the spell lifted, Dar collapsed on top of his mother, tears streaming down his face.

After giving the boy some time, he placed his rough hand on his shoulder. “C’mon lad. We best be a’goin ‘fore someone thinks to look into the scream.”

Rising, he wipes the tears from his eyes. Kissing his mothers forehead, Darthen turns and walks out the door. Picking Costina up from her room as they left, the three of them fled the elven city un-noticed.

Outside the forest, Dar stopped to look back. One last tear slid down his cheek. Blinking it away, he turns to his sister. Poor Costina had no clue what was going on. Fear clutched at his throat. What if he did the same to her? No. He wouldn’t allow it. Leaving Costina with a friend of Balin’s, the two companions set out in search of the damned wizard responsible for the horrible dead committed.

After two years, they finally catch up with him. The look of terror on the wizards face pleased Darthen like nothing he’d ever felt before. What he did not know was what Balin and the wizard saw. The half elf’s body had changed. He was nearly seven feet tall with black scales over his skin. Claws formed where hands once were. Fire red completely engulfed the blue of his eyes. Horns replaced his blonde hair and black leathery wings had sprouted from his back. The demon had been released.

Once matters were completed on Sollti, Darthen and Balin picked Costina up and boarded a ship to the new continent to start a new life. As the years passed, the half elf would continuously fight to keep the demon from emerging. He was glad that Costina never did, and hopefully never will, see that side of him.

His sister now of age to be on her own, left to fulfill her dream of becoming as strong a warrior as her brother. Dar watched as she left. Now it was just him. Balin had returned home the year before. So now he was on his own for the first time in his life. Luckily he found a position as a bodyguard in a guild. There he learned to control his darker half. But more importantly to him, Darthen met a vampire named Raven, who was to become his wife just a couple months later.

Everything was fine for the first half of their year together, but then Raven vanished. Refusing to lose the one he loved he set out to search the world for her if he had to. The guild had been disbanded, so he had no more ties to this area. So it was once again onto the long roads taking him across the wide world.

Eventually he did give up on his search and returned to Ivy’s Tavern. The place he had met Raven, and owned by a dear friend. He ended up taking control of the Tavern as Ivy also vanished. Darthen started to believe that he was cursed to forever be alone.

EXTRA

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Extra: ---
His main weapon is a wooden staff, charred black from the lighting stored in his body.

He was once married to a vampire before they were wiped out.

Magic: --- Lightning based spells are his specialty. Lightning bolts and shock waves are his favorite

Special Techniques:
Electrifying Jabs: Uses his staff as a lance and jabs at his enemy, even the slightest contact sends electrifying currents through the body.

Thunder Clap: By slamming the butt end of his staff into the ground, he creates an enhanced version of thunder, capable of deafening an opponent.

Thunder Demon Transformation: When in a rage his body expands, his skin turns to black scales. Fire red engulfs the blue of his eyes. Grand horns replace his hair and black leathery wings sprout from his back. When in this form he has complete control over anything electric and can create lightning storms.