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........The Animal Inside You, is no Match for the Demon Me...
Dante N Starlight
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Birthday: 1st Day of Fall, 489 AV
Appearance
Description: Dante is usually wrapped in a black coat belted with a leather strap adorned with various gems. Usually bare chested underneath and wears a pair of dark leather trousers that run down to sturdy boots decked with buckles. He carries his iconic sword on his left hip, a single hand-and-a-half long sword that is always with him.
His mane of rich brown hair is always recalled as unkempt and wild. Framing deeply set green eyes, and a chiseled face. His skin is weathered, rough from his many years traveling Mizahar and pulled taught from his many adventures. He is a wild man, with an air of dignity. A calm before the storm, his eyes telling the story of raging gales and horrifying tempests in their silence.
Character Concept
Dante is a soft spoken man with a withering heart. Tormented with his past, he lives only for the day he will find someone worthy enough to kill him so he may finally rest. He makes it a point to maintain a minimal connection with the people around him, not wanting anyone to feel for him if he should ever pass. Regardless of how much he treasures the life and love that may surround him.
However, despite his deep desire for death, Dante will not engage in needless fights, nor will he kill unnecessarily. He holds only his own death sacred. For everyone else, he would happily die protecting them so that they may live, and frequently puts himself in harms way for others.
On one side of the coin he is a caring, yet pained young man. With both the desire to do good in the world by protecting the lives of those around him, and saving those in peril. While also carrying the ardent desire of death, which is constantly pushing him away from anyone. A tragic misunderstanding of a want to be close to someone, and the knowledge that the path he has chosen can never have that luxury.
On the other side, when confronted with an opponent that Dante takes seriously, he loses all compassion and softness that veils this takeover. He is ruthless, merciless, and will not hesitate to not only kill, but destroy his enemy. This insane bloodlust makes him reckless, to the point of taking needless damage in the hopes of dispatching his enemy as quickly as possible. He craves death, but he will only succumb to that darkness when someone that can truly best him appears.
In short, Dante is both your friend and worst enemy.
Character History
Dante is an outcast, and was born into a world of blood. After his family was mercilessly murdered by roaming Zith, Dante was pulled from the belly of his deceased pregnant mother and given to a caretaker of a Myrian tribe. Raised from day one as a servant to any request the Myrian's could think of. Their strange ways grew on Dante, until the day the tribe left him for dead at the age of seven near the southern borders of Falyndar.
Picked up by a small group of passing Charoda, Dante was nursed back to health and given to a trade ship of humans heading to Riverfall. He was placed in an orphanage where he was quickly outcasted because of his strange behavior having been raised by the savage Myrians. Though he did his best to compensate for his lack of morality, the terror that had latched itself to his heart never let him truly rejoin the race of good men.
Roughly ten years after he had arrived in Riverfall, Dante ran into a group of bounty hunters, whom which took him under their wing as most were outcasts as well. Though he kept his past a secret, and did his best to maintain pleasant relationships with his comrades, the situation was alright at best. However, Dante was getting better and was happier than he had ever been, regardless of the rage in his heart.
A few years passed of traveling with the band of men and Dante had finally come into his own to some degree. Though he was always the most reclusive of the bunch, he was a good swordsman and a valued friend. It was only when his band was ambushed, that Dante would forever choose the path of isolation. With all of his friends dead around him, some during the battle, and some after from wounds, Dante swore to uphold all life until his own faded from memory.
As time went on, his isolation retook their hold on the hatred in his heart. Though it could never completely overthrow the compassion his old friends had taught him, it was enough. Enough to keep him distant, and enough to make him something some people feared.
"Myrian" | "Pavi"