Azer Mukoc

Eld wrote:Name: Azer Mukoc
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Birthday: October 31st
Sexuality: Bisexual
Special Characteristics: His aura, presence, and killer instinct is so intense that anyone remotely close to him can tell that all of those bad/evil feeling are coming directly from him.

Personality: 1048 words

Azer Sorcen had come from a family known as craftsmen, so of course he would be one as well and had lots of support from his family. Tho there was someone very jealous of him from within the family and they paid off from people that were strong in magical means. They were to either disable or flat out kill him, but it was completely up to them how they handled it as long as he would be crippled to the point he could no longer be able to craft anything ever again. This incident would happen one Azer's next run to find more ores to work with as he preferred to create weapons and armor from metals and metallic materials. Normally would go to a spot where the family has been going for years but he had found a map to a special location of rare ores. Of course, this map was planted somewhere that Azer could find it before others by the one that was jealous of him. And as he got there he began to dig out a huge pit and search for the rare ores that were claimed to be here by the map. Little did he know that it would be more of him digging his own grave as the people that were hunting him had planned to kill him in some way where lurking nearby. Unknown to him as Azer he had gotten surrounded by the ones that wanted his life, tho he was to happily dig away and expose some ores and other rocks. But after a few moments the whole place began to get more and more warm to him as he looked up and saw flames around the pit. Shocked at the site he stumbled backwards and fell down in between some ores, at that moment he had looked up and saw many people around the pit.

Some of them were casting spells to create all the fire and the others just smiled creepily as they began to point towards him. At the moment the ones pointing his way were shooting highly compressed air at him that hit with such force that it had easily broken bone on contact with his body. They kept at this till it seemed that he couldn't move at all and had finally applied extra air all around the pit to strengthen the flames and burn him alive. As to their knowledge of the target being weak and having little to no magic capabilities at all. So they had left right after that because this place had been in a very remote location and there was no way for someone like him to survive this kind of encounter. After quite some time the flames had finally gotten to him and started at his hands, feet, and ends of his hair. It was at the moment that some kind of being began to speak with him from within his own mind. The being was offering great benefits and promises but in return for his loyalty to them. Upon accepting the agreement the being told Azer that they're name was "Ethatid'' and now they would bond for eternity. The flames began to darken in colors as they turned into ash and fell into the pit, at this time he was screaming out in pain as his body began to regenerate and reform into a newly shaped body. As everything had fully finished shaping itself and the screaming had stopped, Azer had stood up and was amazed by how he no longer looked like his old self and right then the being had spoken to him once more. "You are now Azer Mukoc, the Bringer of Death!" From that point one onward he has been known only by that name and some call him by the title of "Bringer of Death" if they know of the history/legend of it.

Due to the unknown who had set those people or why they had done so had made Azer feel as if he could really ever trust another soul. Now if he was in a group that was led by another he would simply pretend to follow their orders. But he would never do anything that would risk his own death and would remember those who tried to get rid of them. Swearing on his life that he would return one day (if they were stronger than him at that time) or after the job (if they were that of his strength or below it) to kill that person with no regrets. On the other hand if he was the leader of the group, the members would be counted as his own minions to him. Most would say minions are normally counted as nothing but cannon fodder. To Azer they are loyal and helpful beings that he wouldn't just throw lives away for no reason for the most part. But if they would dare to disobey him or try to make him seem like a bad leader, he would simply strike them down where they stand and look to the others and see if anyone of them wanted to be like that other one was. Making it as clear as day of "be useful and follow commands or be killed on the spot".

As for when it comes to fighting he would normally rely on the effects of melee combat while being armed with his own gear that he made. While also using some kind of magic to obliterate those that were weaker then him or as he killed one of normal strength as if they were on part with him upon their death darkness would creep up onto one that looked like it and fade away into nothingness. Azer is one that loves the blood rush of being up close and person with fighting and/or killing someone/something so at heart would be that of a pure blood warrior of the ancient era that once ruled over mages or simply put they were mages that only had the capabilities to increase their body's ability to do things. Nonetheless Azer is a very close range combat oriented mage that could have had long ranged capabilities but those that have seen probably haven't lived to tell the tale.

Note: The new body within this writing is that of the one in this application.

Likes:

• Own craftsmanship__Extremely prefers to wield those of his own creations over any others out there.
  
• Spicy foods__The heat and extra flavor makes such a better taste then that of normal and bland foods.
  
• Mead__Of all the alcoholic beverages, mead is the only kind that he will drink as it is much better with its sweet or dry flavors. All the other alcoholic beverages always seems to have a very nasty taste to them no matter what flavor it claims to have or leaves behind this disgusting bitter flavor within his mouth after the drink is gone.
  

Dislikes:

• the Magic Council__They turn him away when all he wanted to do was learn and understand magic all because of how they felt upon looking at him or being anywhere near him. Even try to catch him and throw him into some kind of dungeon to rot there for no one to ever have to see him again or toss him into a testing place to see what caused him to give off such evil/bad feeling.
  
• Modern weaponry__Such as guns and other things like it, they seem to confuse him a bit and always takes so much more work to create. Its more of a bothersome to even try and make them. Basically they are just much more complex then the simply weapons that he has been making for years.
  
• Any non-reptilian animal__Not fully sure why but almost all animals make sounds at him and run off away from him when he either comes near where they are or simply in the same place as them within a building. On the other hand, those of reptile species seems to have any kind of problem with him being around/near them.
  

Motivations:

• Becoming a master armorer__Quite enjoys to create all kinds of weapons and armor with with his own two hands and wants to learn more styles of armors/weapons from seeing, looking, and feeling all of those that he can find in his life time. So that one day Azer will be able to create armors/weapons of his very own style and believe that when that time comes they will be the best of its era.
  
• Magic knowledge__Thrives to learn he can about magic and how it works on both fundamental and creation of new magics. All kind of magic would be great to learn about and fully understand, but there are a few areas of what kinds of magic that mean more to him than the others and they are; involves weapons/armors in anyway, those of the dark/darkness element, death and/or decaying of non-/living things.
  
• Fearsome__Plans to gain strength in both magically and physically powers so that no one can mess with him. Has no plans on ever holding back or not showing anything than less then his full amount of magical pressure at any giving moment. An those that do try and step up or look down him, he will attempt strike them down right in front of everyone at that very much of it happening. So that one day he will be marked down in the history books as someone that never cared for other and was one to never be messed with.
  

Fears:

• Love__Already has a huge distrust of people getting close to him so this is the emotion that he hides a way deep inside of himself. An doesn't fully understand how it all works so its like a land of unknown that could hurt or even worst could possibly kill him so it will always scares him within his own mind at all times.
  
• Early death__There is just so many things that he wishes to do or achieve but if he isn't took careful with the way he acts or lives. There could be a day that he tries to kill someone or something much stronger then him and would kill him before he could accomplish all of his goals in life.
  
• Lost of hands__The enjoy of making things by his own hands would be taken away from him would break him as a person. At that moment of this happening and more then likely would just lost all senses of wanting to do anything or everything. An send him into a rampage that may or may not end after killing and erasing the person/being/thing that took his hands from him.
  

General Appearance

Height: 5’5″
Weight: 112 lbs
Hair Color: Orange
Eye Color: Fluorescent blue
Skin Tone: Pale
Appearance: Mostly the same as the first picture below, but his hair is orange with black highlights in it (much like the hair shown in the send picture below but the colors are switched). Along with a human skull that has the back end of it busted off, so that the skull looks like it's that of a mask. This skull hangs on the left side of his hair.

Whole Body:

Hair Coloring:

Guild: Elysium
Tattoo: Stomach, on the right side of the navel
Tattoo Color: Fluorescent blue

Eld wrote:Name: Azer Mukoc
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Birthday: October 31st
Sexuality: Bisexual
Special Characteristics: His aura, presence, and killer instinct is so intense that anyone remotely close to him can tell that all of those bad/evil feeling are coming directly from him.

Personality: 1048 words

Azer Sorcen had come from a family known as craftsmen, so of course he would be one as well and had lots of support from his family. Tho there was someone very jealous of him from within the family and they paid off from people that were strong in magical means. They were to either disable or flat out kill him, but it was completely up to them how they handled it as long as he would be crippled to the point he could no longer be able to craft anything ever again. This incident would happen one Azer's next run to find more ores to work with as he preferred to create weapons and armor from metals and metallic materials. Normally would go to a spot where the family has been going for years but he had found a map to a special location of rare ores. Of course, this map was planted somewhere that Azer could find it before others by the one that was jealous of him. And as he got there he began to dig out a huge pit and search for the rare ores that were claimed to be here by the map. Little did he know that it would be more of him digging his own grave as the people that were hunting him had planned to kill him in some way where lurking nearby. Unknown to him as Azer he had gotten surrounded by the ones that wanted his life, tho he was to happily dig away and expose some ores and other rocks. But after a few moments the whole place began to get more and more warm to him as he looked up and saw flames around the pit. Shocked at the site he stumbled backwards and fell down in between some ores, at that moment he had looked up and saw many people around the pit.

Some of them were casting spells to create all the fire and the others just smiled creepily as they began to point towards him. At the moment the ones pointing his way were shooting highly compressed air at him that hit with such force that it had easily broken bone on contact with his body. They kept at this till it seemed that he couldn't move at all and had finally applied extra air all around the pit to strengthen the flames and burn him alive. As to their knowledge of the target being weak and having little to no magic capabilities at all. So they had left right after that because this place had been in a very remote location and there was no way for someone like him to survive this kind of encounter. After quite some time the flames had finally gotten to him and started at his hands, feet, and ends of his hair. It was at the moment that some kind of being began to speak with him from within his own mind. The being was offering great benefits and promises but in return for his loyalty to them. Upon accepting the agreement the being told Azer that they're name was "Ethatid'' and now they would bond for eternity. The flames began to darken in colors as they turned into ash and fell into the pit, at this time he was screaming out in pain as his body began to regenerate and reform into a newly shaped body. As everything had fully finished shaping itself and the screaming had stopped, Azer had stood up and was amazed by how he no longer looked like his old self and right then the being had spoken to him once more. "You are now Azer Mukoc, the Bringer of Death!" From that point one onward he has been known only by that name and some call him by the title of "Bringer of Death" if they know of the history/legend of it.

Due to the unknown who had set those people or why they had done so had made Azer feel as if he could really ever trust another soul. Now if he was in a group that was led by another he would simply pretend to follow their orders. But he would never do anything that would risk his own death and would remember those who tried to get rid of them. Swearing on his life that he would return one day (if they were stronger than him at that time) or after the job (if they were that of his strength or below it) to kill that person with no regrets. On the other hand if he was the leader of the group, the members would be counted as his own minions to him. Most would say minions are normally counted as nothing but cannon fodder. To Azer they are loyal and helpful beings that he wouldn't just throw lives away for no reason for the most part. But if they would dare to disobey him or try to make him seem like a bad leader, he would simply strike them down where they stand and look to the others and see if anyone of them wanted to be like that other one was. Making it as clear as day of "be useful and follow commands or be killed on the spot".

As for when it comes to fighting he would normally rely on the effects of melee combat while being armed with his own gear that he made. While also using some kind of magic to obliterate those that were weaker then him or as he killed one of normal strength as if they were on part with him upon their death darkness would creep up onto one that looked like it and fade away into nothingness. Azer is one that loves the blood rush of being up close and person with fighting and/or killing someone/something so at heart would be that of a pure blood warrior of the ancient era that once ruled over mages or simply put they were mages that only had the capabilities to increase their body's ability to do things. Nonetheless Azer is a very close range combat oriented mage that could have had long ranged capabilities but those that have seen probably haven't lived to tell the tale.

Note: The new body within this writing is that of the one in this application.

Likes:

• Own craftsmanship__Extremely prefers to wield those of his own creations over any others out there.
  
• Spicy foods__The heat and extra flavor makes such a better taste then that of normal and bland foods.
  
• Mead__Of all the alcoholic beverages, mead is the only kind that he will drink as it is much better with its sweet or dry flavors. All the other alcoholic beverages always seems to have a very nasty taste to them no matter what flavor it claims to have or leaves behind this disgusting bitter flavor within his mouth after the drink is gone.
  

Dislikes:

• the Magic Council__They turn him away when all he wanted to do was learn and understand magic all because of how they felt upon looking at him or being anywhere near him. Even try to catch him and throw him into some kind of dungeon to rot there for no one to ever have to see him again or toss him into a testing place to see what caused him to give off such evil/bad feeling.
  
• Modern weaponry__Such as guns and other things like it, they seem to confuse him a bit and always takes so much more work to create. Its more of a bothersome to even try and make them. Basically they are just much more complex then the simply weapons that he has been making for years.
  
• Any non-reptilian animal__Not fully sure why but almost all animals make sounds at him and run off away from him when he either comes near where they are or simply in the same place as them within a building. On the other hand, those of reptile species seems to have any kind of problem with him being around/near them.
  

Motivations:

• Becoming a master armorer__Quite enjoys to create all kinds of weapons and armor with with his own two hands and wants to learn more styles of armors/weapons from seeing, looking, and feeling all of those that he can find in his life time. So that one day Azer will be able to create armors/weapons of his very own style and believe that when that time comes they will be the best of its era.
  
• Magic knowledge__Thrives to learn he can about magic and how it works on both fundamental and creation of new magics. All kind of magic would be great to learn about and fully understand, but there are a few areas of what kinds of magic that mean more to him than the others and they are; involves weapons/armors in anyway, those of the dark/darkness element, death and/or decaying of non-/living things.
  
• Fearsome__Plans to gain strength in both magically and physically powers so that no one can mess with him. Has no plans on ever holding back or not showing anything than less then his full amount of magical pressure at any giving moment. An those that do try and step up or look down him, he will attempt strike them down right in front of everyone at that very much of it happening. So that one day he will be marked down in the history books as someone that never cared for other and was one to never be messed with.
  

Fears:

• Love__Already has a huge distrust of people getting close to him so this is the emotion that he hides a way deep inside of himself. An doesn't fully understand how it all works so its like a land of unknown that could hurt or even worst could possibly kill him so it will always scares him within his own mind at all times.
  
• Early death__There is just so many things that he wishes to do or achieve but if he isn't took careful with the way he acts or lives. There could be a day that he tries to kill someone or something much stronger then him and would kill him before he could accomplish all of his goals in life.
  
• Lost of hands__The enjoy of making things by his own hands would be taken away from him would break him as a person. At that moment of this happening and more then likely would just lost all senses of wanting to do anything or everything. An send him into a rampage that may or may not end after killing and erasing the person/being/thing that took his hands from him.
  

General Appearance

Height: 5’5″
Weight: 112 lbs
Hair Color: Orange
Eye Color: Fluorescent blue
Skin Tone: Pale
Appearance: Mostly the same as the first picture below, but his hair is orange with black highlights in it (much like the hair shown in the send picture below but the colors are switched). Along with a human skull that has the back end of it busted off, so that the skull looks like it's that of a mask. This skull hangs on the left side of his hair.

Whole Body:

Hair Coloring:

Guild: Elysium
Tattoo: Stomach, on the right side of the navel
Tattoo Color: Fluorescent blue