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Erythreus .A
BASICS
name. Erythreus Bjorn Ailward
nicknames. Fairy (Serena Hamilton - past lover) Yolo (Dom Only) and Ery, what most call him. more coming soon..
species. Ailward Aspect -Ambassador
age. (Real) 1536 (Looks) about 30
date of birth. The 15th Century
occupation. Being the Aspect of Death keeps Erythreus pretty occupied, but he's looking for a job outside of that to take up the rest of his time, and perhaps feel more normal.
face claim. Alexander Ludwig
residence. Evermore, Colorado - Ailward manor (also has a cabin of his own)
hometown. Italy, Rome.
relationship status. Warding off all women
family. The other 7 Aspects, Dominic Howlett (bromance)
height. 6'3
hair. dirty blonde, usually styled into a man bun
eyes. Intense Blue - Expressive
PERSONALITY
THE GOOD
Virtues ➠ Charming, Disciplined, Old Fashioned, Humble

THE BAD
Vices ➠ Broody, Irrational, Impulsive, Overly-emotional, Wears His Heart on His sleeve.

OOC
status. I'm Accepting threads
rp style. Forum
plotting. Comments, Inbox, PC
rp length. Multi-para
time zone. PST (GMT-8)
FORUMS
Tracker
Seraphina Valkyrie
Damien
Lucius Wright
Octavia
Guards and Aspects
Aurantia Ailward
Alva Davenwood
Jessalyn Reigns
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"It is not death that a man should fear, but he should fear never beginning to live..

— Erythreus
Death is nothing, but to live defeated is to die every day.
Don't underestimate me

Distinguishing Marks: Erythreus has various scars along his body from past life battles.

  • ✓ Immortality: An Aspect is immortal, once they become an Aspect they do not age any further, however they can be killed via fatal wounds to the heart or mind..
  • ✓ Staves: Each Aspect is entrusted with a staff which gives them specific powers listed below as long as they're in direct contact with it.
  • ✓Flight: The staff also allows them to transform into a dragon capable of flying at speeds which make them invisible to the supernatural eye..
  • ✓Visibility: Each aspect is able to watch and monitor their element as noted in the traits, though unable to directly do anything about what they see through their powers, it allows them to detect where problems lie within the world..
  • ✓ The Aspect of Death is able to reach out to and speak to the dead, the dead appear as a smokey presence between the two realms.
  • ✓The Aspect of Death is able to guide souls who are being resurrected back to the their bodies.
  • ✓ The Aspect of Death can also manipulate nether, popularly known as death-force, to conjure, shape or manipulate any kind of weapon with perfect skill.

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  • ✘ Staves: An Ailward's abilities only work when they're in contact with their staves. Without it, they're reduced to immortal humans. Anyone in contact with the staff can wield its powers and cause destruction which is why an Ailward keeps it close to them at all times.
  • ✘Magic: Aspects are susceptible to all kinds of magic and being exposed to magic for a long time can kill them
  • ✘ Fatal wound to the heart or mind: Although immortal, if an Aspect is stabbed through the heart or mind the Aspect dies.:
  • ✘ Service: An Aspect only lives to serve their element and when/if they choose to retire from their service they will pass away..
  • ✘ Overuse of Power: Though powerful, all Aspects are limited with the amount they can use their power before the power causes damage to them..
  • ✘ Separation: As an entity of a whole group, an Aspect cannot be away from the other Aspects for too long before they will begin to suffer pain and eventual death..
  • ✘ Weakness goes here.
  • ✘ Weakness Goes here .
BACKSTORY

Erythreus Harkbeck was one of the most ordinary humans you could have met. He was born in the late 400s to a loving family. Even though he was an only child, he wasn’t spoilt like most would be being alone, he wasn’t a selfish child, but he was an independent one.

Working alone, playing alone and sometimes while his parents were still working, eating alone. Erythreus was an intelligent child, He got good grades through school and was always a hard worker, his mother and father loved him dearly. Maybe this was the problem?.

Erythreus was, as was said, an independent child. This independence only grew worse as he aged and his confidence grew, soon enough he was rocking the village, a nuisance they called him. He’d go into the woods, disappear for days and return with a bounty of meat that he’d caught. One day however, Erythreus mis-fired, his arrow shot through the trees and his the shoulder of a man. The man was strange, his accomplice even stranger.

Their skin was pale and flecked, their mouth were large and slim and covered in red. Disregarding the red –Disease littered the lands with little cures available, so he presumed it was an unknown- around their mouths, Erythreus ran through the trees and tried to offer his healing aid, herbs for the pain and he could have whipped up a remedy to heal the wound up sharpish. But the men refused. The injured one merely stood, tore the arrow from his shoulder with a grunt and held it back, with a smirk.

Scared, Erythreus tried to turn and run, shouting monster through the trees, but the men were faster than he was…faster than anyone he had ever seen was. Erythreus tried to get away, but the two males merely laughed. They spoke in a foreign tongue, outlanders that were hiding in the tree’s, they said “You injure one of us. Your injustice must be answered with justice.” This struck a fear into Erythreus that stripped him of all arrogance he once had.

He stood, shaking from head to two and glued to the spot while the two outlanders circled him “Killing him would also be an injustice though brother.” One said, and the other responded “True, so we shalt not kill him.”

In the end, the two brothers struck a deal with the eighteen-year-old Erythreus. They said that on the day of his twenty-first year, He must leave his home and join them in the woods. He must live off the land until his debt is repaid, or his family and village would be slaughtered. Erythreus questioned them, he laughed at them and was allowed back to the village.

The next day, he awoke to screams. His horse had been beheaded, littered with bite marks, the head…Placed on a spike outside the Harkbeck hut. Erythreus believed them, he looked around and spotted two black dots on the horizon by the tree’s, Somehow Erythreus knew they could see him, and so he nodded towards them.

Their contract struck. Erythreus returned home and led out his life, he was a little less warming to others and little more independent in life. But he lost all arrogance and life from his eyes, he went about his days like a robot. His parents were initially worried, but then dispelled it as growth and left him to it.

On the eve of his Twenty-first year, Erythreus awoke early, packed his cow-hide bag and left without a word to his parents. The skies were still dim, and the two men were stood either side of the pole that once held the severed head of his horse, too deep to be pulled out by a human.

Erythreus spent the next three years with these men, what he was proving he didn’t know, but what he did know was that he hated living off the land. He hated moving every day, his feet were bare after the third week, he couldn’t find any shoes to even steal, the clothes on his back were torn and bloody from the kills he made. The kills that weren’t all animals. The two men had forced him to slaughter villages, and they punished him when he didn’t do a good enough job.

They expected him to kill women and children, but Erythreus would rather take a beating from the brothers than do this…Not that it did much good, once he had been beaten to an inch of his life, the brothers killed those Erythreus couldn’t. They also didn’t wait for him to recover; they merely left their beating for above the waist. “Your legs still work!” They’d sn***** and haul the frail his frail human form to his feet, shoving him on to the next village.

Erythreus grew cold. His abuse made him touchy and contact was always a no-go for him. He even started recoiling from hits from the brothers before their fists even collided.

After three years with the brothers, Erythreus overheard them discussing his fate. Knowing death was on the cards, Erythreus took his things, a leg from their latest kill for the road and tried to escape. He got as far as the cliff-face. Erythreus had never seen the sea, so this sight was a glorious one.

The waves crashed against the cliff and the air was thick with the scent of salt water. This was where the brothers found him, laid with his head propped by a rock, intoxicated by the sight of the sea. They didn’t beat him, after a moment of taking in the scene, they offered Erythreus a drink and in thinking it was laced with poison, he drank it all in a single gulp. Poison was quicker than a beating.

But the liquid wasn’t a poison, soon enough he was choking yes, but it wasn’t poison. The brothers had laced it with their blood and the blood was taking effect. A moment later and Erythreus was being launched off the cliff, screaming. The brothers shouted down. “Here lies the body of Erythreus Harkbeck”

Erythreus awoke, cast onto the rocks by the waves, gasping from breath. He was sure he had died, maybe the gods had spared him? Standing, Erythreus rest a hand on a rock and clenched to haul himself up…the rock splintered and crumbled to dust, his muscles rippling. In the end, Erythreus came to the conclusion that whatever monster the brothers were…Erythreus was now one too.

He spent the next years roaming the lands, living in one place for no more than three years, just until the people began to notice that he did not age. After ten years, a seemingly phony wikken screeched Vampire at Erythreus, every time he passed her hut. He left that village after only three months.

After living like this for a couple hundred years, Neglected and no better than an animal, Erythreus was brought back into society by a group of seven others. They, much like him, hadn’t had a good life and wanted to answer injustice with justice. This struck raw with Erythreus and he became the eighth member of their ‘group’.

Their leader, so to say, was named Venetus and he had apparently heard of a roaming nomad that was more animal than man, torn from humanity by abuse. Erythreus could say, in the early days of the Ailward (What they had called themselves) only his name..

The Ailward taught him to be a man again, they ignored his peculiar eating habits and the fact that blood was his life-source. Their motto had been "To protect, to progress and to restore balance" which they kept until the mighty King Mitus ridiculed them. Erythreus blamed himself for the King finding out that the 8 weren’t exactly human, his diet was odd and he was still yet to form any real ties with humans, apart from the other 7 Ailward.

Monsters they were called, Erythreus especially. He found it all rather amusing in some aspects, that was before they were set to be executed, Erythreus had sworn for years that he was a monsters, his Ailward family telling him he was wrong. But here was a king, labelling him once more as a monster. He knew that, if he wasn’t being arrested and sworn to his brethren that he wouldn’t harm another soul under anger, Erythreus would have become the monster they feared.

Upon the execution, The Gods directed their souls to the heavens. Erythreus had died, and now he was like a ghost in what he bet was the skies. The gods gifted them with a staff each and powers in which to correct the world of man beneath them. Erythreus was given a staff of deep black, like two snakes the wood twirled up in dance and came together at the top to hold a giant red crystal, more vibrant than any ruby set deep into the forehead of an eyeless skull. The staff itself was just shorted than Erythreus, and he learnt that the staff itself held the power to transform him into a dragon.

The transformation itself was painless, Erythreus would be shrouded in black smoke, his figure bubbling and bending painlessly until a large red scaled dragon with deep black eyes stood in the place of the man. The Ailwards were to be call Aspects, Erythreus was named the Aspect of death, Tasked with the protection of the dead both on the earth like himself, or those who had passed on to the underworld. Erythreus chuckled at first, called himself the modern Hades. But his job was to protect, not to punish. After their resurrection the Ailward aspects left America as instructed and set up a headquarters upon the isle of sky, the entire island was protected with a spell which kept those with impure intentions out and once they arrived they began to devise their plan for a better world, a world where the supernatural could coexist peacefully among humans and one another. And the rest, their days in this isle, their protection details –Aspect Guard- And more importantly, Erythreus’ humanity.

The rest was history

RELATIONSHIPS
Dominic Howlett
Dom is Ery's personal Guard. These two have been through pretty much everything a set of friends can go through, from getting held at gun point in a strip club by human radicals who assumed Erythreus could bring their loved ones back to the dead, to simple conversation over shared drinks. Dom isn't someone Erythreus only views as a Guard, he's also Erys bro - and together, they share one hell of a bromance. Erythreus hopes Dom never has to take another bullet for him, but even if Dom is his Guard, Ery would do the same for him.

Iris
Iris is the manor's tech. Erythreus reach out for her assistance during a time where he failed to activate something as simple as a cell phone. Iris being the tech genious Diviner that she is, Erythreus knew she could fix the issue. But, what he didn't expect, was to find himself so attracted to this sexy minx. Either way, Erythreus hopes to see where a simple request on his behalf might land them.

Seraphina Valkyrie
Their story is a little different than most. Erythreus met Seraphina through a night terror. After spending weeks dreaming of a woman, Ery began to investigate, and he found that the woman was somehow connected to Sera, so he began watching her from a distance until the day they bumped into each other, and Sera demanded answers. Erythres told her the truth, but who would believe him right? He's sure Sera just thinks he's a crazy man who enjoyed watching her, which sounds pretty creepy, so the Aspect of Death hopes that for both their sakes, she will learn to trust him soon enough so they can figure out why they are connected in such a way.Erythreus can't lie .. he's happy he's been placed into such a goddesses life. If he had to pick himself, he would have certainly picked Sera to be linked to. Maybe there's a little more in store for them than just night terrors.
WILL BE ADDING ON LATER.

Siobhan Leslie
Sio was someone else Erythreus met in unfortunate circumstances. The Aspect of Death as usual had been in the bar drinking, and sinking his way through the night, when he became the last person there, he figured it was a good time to leave, and ended up walking right out into a war. Sio had been battling monsters, quite literally, some of which Erythreus slayed and saved her life. After getting to know the blonde Angel, Ery decided he really liked her, and being the man who wears his heart on his sleeve, he wanted to believe that she liked him just as much, and through their entire rocky relationship, he never imagined it would end with him laying her on his own personal Guards floor, and leaving her to die. But, when Erythreus found out who she had fallen for, he felt betrayed and lost. Currently, after spending a long time apart Ery and Sio are rekindling their friendship, and Erythreus feels like it's where they both should have been all along. Sio has went through enough hell this time around though, to keep the Aspect right there with her, turning him into one of those pesky hellicopter parents, constantly watching over the Angel when he can. No matter the events of their past, Ery never stopped caring
Octavia
Octavia is a Guard, one that Erythreus has found himself quite close too lately, and especially after stepping up as Ambassador to the Aspects. Octavia having the world on her shoulders, seemed like someone Ery could relate to, and it's sad how true that turned out to be, but, Erythreus doesn't just see her as a shoulder to lean on. In just a short time, the Aspect of Death found a friend in Octavia, and hopes that they can continue growing closer. He'll always be there if and when she needs him, just like she was there for him when he needed someone the most

Oliver Harris
SOMETHING GOES HERE.

Jessalyn Reigns
SOMETHING GOES HERE.

Artemitra Bluemoon
SOMETHING GOES HERE.

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At 18:56 on February 20, 2020,
Human
✓ Rosetta Peterson
said…

Hi would you like to role play?

At 23:20 on February 17, 2020,
Inactive
✓ Zachary Scott
said…

It is finished. Click!

At 0:01 on December 29, 2019,
Dhampir
✓ Oliver Harris
said…
At 20:54 on December 25, 2019,
Human
✓ Caleb Eli Segal ~Mod~
said…

"Merry Christmas, Ery!"

Caleb offered up a box wrapped in simple brown paper.

At 6:30 on December 25, 2019,
Ailward Guard
✓ Dominic Howlett ~Mod~
said…

Hey, brother. Haven't seen you in a while, but now's as good a time as any to drop in.

A badass Aspect can't be badass without some badass duds. *throws up devil horns*

Merry Christmas, bro.

 
 
 

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