I will Unite
Dalen is powerfully built, with broad shoulders and a dense chest. Even in conservative clothing, his muscle mass is recognizable, especially up close. His face is squarish with piercing blue eyes that seem to reflect a whitish inquisitive light. His nose has been broken multiple times in close combat, leading to a slightly crooked nose. He is not conventionally attractive, at least not by modern standards. Dalen is tall, taller than the average man, standing around 6 and a half feet tall, while not appearing lanky at all. His body is covered by numerous scars that tell the tale of the brutal life he has lived up until this point.
Summon Weapon(Enhanced-Advanced): Dalen is able to summon a weapon from the ether, which takes only the shape of a 5 foot long greatsword. This sword is capable of cutting through any physical material with relative ease, especially if considerable force is used. When it encounters magical materials, or magical creatures that are known for their durability, this blade can be blocked or resisted. When normal flesh is met by this blade, it is not sundered like it would with a normal blade. Instead, the affected part of the body is killed in spirit. If one's arm is cleaved, instead of it flying away, it instead will fall limp and lifeless after the point of contact. This is akin to harming ones spirit, and is harder to heal against conditional wounds. This weapon takes 10 heartbeats to summon, and is bound by Dalen's Oaths like his armor.
Summon Armor(Enhanced-advanced): Dalen is able to summon a set of plate armor that completely encompasses his body. This plate is considered a magical material, and as such is more durable compared to traditional metals. Things like small firearms or strikes from melee weapons made without enhanced or peak human strength are unable to damage it. Heavier firearms, especially those with armor penetrating abilities or made with magically enhance metals are able to penetrate or shatter parts of Dalen's armor. This armor, if broken, will slowly rebuild itself over time. If completely shattered, it takes about a week to regenerate fully. The more armor that remains after a piece breaks, the faster it regenerates. This armor also takes 10 heartbeats to summon, and can be summoned alongside his weapon.
Dalen is bound by 3 Oaths that dictate the manner in which he lives his life. These oaths are the source of his weapon and armor, and should he violate them, then he will be either weakened or cut off from his powers. This cut-off is not permanent, but will require an in character resolution.
Ageless Sentinal: As a result of Dalen making his oath, he came to embody the principles that he stands for. As long as Dalen does not forsake his oaths entirely, he will not die of old age, nor suffer the effects of aging. Should he forsake his oaths completely, Dalen will once again begin to age at an accelerated rate of one month equaling 5 months.
Dalen started out life as a lower noble's son, tending to the various jobs required of a family of said station. Throughout his early childhood, Dalen was taught the way of the sword. He was taught the ways of war, and Dalen was good
at war. Dalen won battle after battle, skirmish after skirmish like a devil fresh out of hell. It was like war was a part of him, and he could not get enough. The fight, the blood, the chaos led his life like a symphony that he eventually coined, "the Thrill". This formless feeling that made him strong, made him feel unstoppable even. As long as the thrill could keep him going, the fighting never needed to stop. It fueled him like nothing else could, and he let it control him.
That is until, in the midst of battle he slew his own family. It was a brutal battle, fought on uneven rocky terrain that had stressed him to his limits. His army was winning, and even his own troops had begun to experience "The Thrill". His army fought harder, longer, and with a brutality that was unmatched by human standards. His wife had always been the voice of reason for Dalen, constantly trying to find a way to pull him from his bloody crusade. Yet each time, the "Thrill" would draw him back to that red battlefield. During this particular battle, his wife had sought out the opposing army in an attempt to find peace before Dalen arrived. To bring an end to the bloodshed, and maybe save Dalen's soul from more death and brutality.
Dalen did not know that his wife had moved behind enemy lines though, and his army arrived early. The opposing army fell faster than expected, despite the high loss of life. In this battle, where Dalen was worn thinnest, the "Thrill" had taken over completely. Like a cloud of red death, Dalen cleaved through the enemy stronghold, sparing no one from his blade. It was not until he awoke many hours later that he found himself standing over a pile of corpses in the main room of the enemy stronghold. His blade died red, and his armor in tatters. An intense exhaustion washed over him, but his mind would not allow him to look away from what he saw.
Beneath him, among the pile of corpses, he saw his wife and child. His wife had brought the child, as they were too young to be without their mother. Her body was in the fetal position, trying to protect the child with a horrified look on her face. Her unmoving face.
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