Hey there, Winter!
We spoke of this game earlier, and thus I'm now submitting my character.Asroc Everslayer, hunter of Entropy
Asroc used to be a fairly normal man, a member of patrol rangers formed some decades after the Advent of the New Sun. He himself had been born a couple of decades after the apocalyptic battle had been concluded, and grew up in the middle of a ruined world trying to rebuild. He helped out in his town during his youth, eventually joining the rangers after coming of age. After all, the world was still a dangerous place, and rangers were needed to patrol the perimeters of what was left of civilization, and guard it against the various monsters spawned by the dead world. Still, the new sun blazed bright, and kept away the forces of Entropy, so the land was fairly safe for the time being.
After a few years of service, he and his squad were investigating some strange reports of odd energies and anomalies that had sprung up of late. They made the trek into the borderland, far away from civilization to get to the bottom of if. There, they found answers, and they were more horrible than they had been able to imagine. Unstable energies of Entropy tore apart most of his squad as they neared the epicenter of the disturbance, and those that survived were still lashed and scarred by the aberrant energies. Only when they penetrated the very heart of the Entropic maelstrom, did they behold the reason. As Asroc and his few survivors stood transfixed by the sight of an unearthly beautiful woman of indescribable features residing there,
they didn't even notice when Entropic beast fell upon them in a fury of darkness, claws and tentacles. The last of his companions falling around him as they struggled to fight through the beast and Entropic energies to reach the center, Asroc was forever changed by the immense amounts of Entropy which surged through him as he finally broke through the enemies and the barrier of energy surrounding the woman.
His nightmare, however, only began there in earnest. Having broken into the eye of the Entropic maelstrom, laying there and trying to draw breath and stay alive as the immense energies surged through his body, changing it from the inside out and tearing into his mind as well, he was in no condition to do anything as the woman stalked to him, and smiled. And his world went dark.
It was only later, during the endless weeks, months, years, of torture and depredation that he learned the identity of the woman who now held him prisoner. One of the Daughters of Entropy, descendants of the Lords themselves. The days and weeks blurred together, as the Daughter devised new ways to torment him, with pain, pleasure, humiliation and combat in turns as well as tearing into his mind on occasion. It only occurred to him during one relatively calm moment of peace and sanity, that apparently his body no longer did much of aging, or needing food or water. His mind, too, had been expanded into utterly inhuman clarity and focus due to all the mental strain and everpresent Entropic energies. He began experimenting, and eventually learned to harness his mental energies into useful and destructive purposes. Slowly, a plan formed in his mind.
After the next indefinable length of agony and depredation she inflicted on him, she left him in peace for a while as usual. This time, though, Asroc pulled forth all his rage and pain from his mind and blew the dwelling to pieces, slaying most of the beasts guarding the place outright. He made good on his escape then, destroying the few beasts left with flicks of mental energy as he fled.
Later, he found out that he had been held captive for well over half a century, and had apparently not aged a year during that time. It took him some time to reconcile his new life with what he had left behind, so he dedicated most of his time learning all he could about the minions of Entropy, and their rulers. Honing his mind and his body, learning everything about combat he could, so that one day in the future he could consign the Lords of Entropy, and all their successors and followers to Oblivion.Personality:
As Asroc is an Psionic Elan who was born from most unusual circumstances, he mostly finds himself alone in the world, which lacks the capacity to understand him. For the most part, that suits him just fine as well. He wanders the wastelands mostly in silence and solitary peace, seeking out servants and minions of Entropy where he can and honing his arrows of vengeance. He's a hard and somewhat jaded individual from his earlier experiences, but will occasionally lend a hand to travelers beset with Entropic beasts. He'll suddenly appear from seemingly nowhere, kill every monster in sight with arrows steeped in bloodlust and killing intent, and vanish just as mysteriously. During the last century, he's spent less than a dozen days among civilization, preferring to roam the wastelands looking for more things to kill. He's even ventured out to some of the nearest other Planes of existence, looking for alternate ways to assault Entropy.
As someone who's waged a solitary war against Enropy and its creations for the better part of a century, Asroc is one of the few people who can actually say from their own observations that the new Sun is indeed growing dimmer. No one can say if it means the sun will simply cease to exist one day, or if it will break open, releasing the warring titans from inside it to wreak havoc in the world once more. He doesn't really know, nor care. His hatred is reserved almost wholeheartedly for the Lords and minions of Entropy, whom he will hunt until his dying day. Which may or may not be in the distant future.
There's the background and personality information, the sheet is still pending a few possible final tweaks, but the last version I sent you was pretty much done.
Oh, and knowing what I know of both your campaign worlds, as well as Chrono Trigger and your other inspirations, all I can say is this:
This is going to Rock!