"I sustain myself on memories of the past and fantasies of living fast."
Character's Bio
Relationship Status: Single
Character's Powers
Powers of a Child of Thanatos (3/6/9 month powers unlocked):
Children of Thanatos can materialise a scythe, made up of astral energies, to use as a weapon but only for a short time.
Children of Thanatos can bend shadows around them, concealing them for a short time.
Children of Thanatos can sense any death, mortal or monster.
Children of Thanatos can communicate with the souls of the recently deceased.
Children of Thanatos are able to enchant weapons with Soul-damaging powers, the effect only lasts for a short time.
Children of Thanatos are able to see the lifespan of others, but are forbidden to speak of it.
Children of Thanatos have the ability to Shadow Travel, a sort of teleportation; the further the distance, the more energy drained.
Children of Thanatos are able to call forth recently dead spirits to aide them for a short time.
When fighting, children of Thanatos are able to gain a small amount of health every time they deal damage to their opponents.
Children of Thanatos are able to surround themselves in dark power which greatly boosts attack and defense. However, the act of surrounding takes time and the user is vulnerable during it.
Children of Thanatos, though unable to use this power to directly kill, can use it to drain enough life force out of those around them, that they are too weakened to fight back for a very short time, from a few seconds to a few minutes. However, while the user is doing this, they are incapacitated and it drains them considerably.
Children of Thanatos can use astral energies to make anything, besides just scythes, nothing larger than 2 to 3 times the size of the user, for a short time.
Children of Thanatos generally have morbid personalities.
Children of Thanatos are generally not frightened of death.
Alexander: Alexander sits at the ever burning campfire as the sun finds rest behind the hills. The night is cold, but uncharacteristically still. His flannel shirt and jeans, his only worldly possessions at the moment, are doing a good enough job protecting him from the elements. His muscles are stiff and his limbs are heavy, but the extra thoughts it takes move them in this state are all that keep him awake right now. That and nicotine. Alexander flicks a cigarette butt into the flames after taking it's final drag. As the smoke escapes his mouth, he looks up at the sky and mutters a couple prayers. "Thanks for getting me back here alive." He doesn't necessarily say this to anybody in particular. He's just thankful for a change of pace again.
Aikaterine: Aikaterine's feet subconsciously led her down to the campfire, the smell of burning logs drawing her to the very spot that Alexander appeared to be nestled. She had come prepared with her own protection against the subtle gusts of wind; a plush blanket that was cyan blue in color and somehow managed to bring out the brown tones in her hair. "Mind if I join?" she inquired, hoping the other didn't mind if she sat and watched the fire for a while. It wasn't like she had anything better to do. All the packing had already been completed thanks to her manipulation tactics and ever-so caring brother, Jack.
