Post by cronoxushellhound on Aug 26, 2012 0:41:09 GMT -5
Cronxus Runos
An autobiography
I was born in a werewolf. And until recently knew little else. My father Abroxus Runos was a human and my mother Marish Runos was a werewolf priestess. We lived in a small were village with some humans, in the middle of the Untamed Wilds.
My father was going to be sacrificed my mother to the Moon Goddess Lunarumus, a she was given vision to marry the man and she would finally have the son she had always wanted.
When I was born the whole village celebrated. Unfortunately the celebration was cut short. A vampire named Favalrson who had previously lived there and was exiled for being turned into a vampire came back for revenge and wiped out my entire village. Only I survived when a group of holy men saved me and brought me to the orphanage. During those years at the orphanage, the public and I learned what I was and I was never adopted. As soon as I turned 16 I ran away and went to the Untamed Wilds. I lived there I became a warrior and learned to shift at will. As soon as I turned 18 I then went on a journey to find him and kill Favalarson.
After ten days I caught up and after a horrific battle I killed him but he grievously wounded me with a gash across the chest. I died soon after. Then a door erupted out of the ground and opened up then long black wispy arms wrapped around me and pulled me in and dropped me into a fiery abyss.
As I was falling I saw my life flash before my eyes knowing that this was not going to be good I said a silent prayer to all the gods known and unknown. during my fall I saw the faces of my enemies laughing, taunting me in mockery as I fell to the fiery abyss
As I landed in hell I thought to my self well this sucks knowing that I was dead. So I started to go insane because of the fact that life was too short and I had not lived long enough to see a real family in life. I then became irate, angry and all out pissed off and decided to kill everything within range. my relentless attack came to an end when I grew too tired to carry on. I soon snapped out of my insanity when I realized I can get my body back, all was I had to do was find it. I searched relentlessly until I found it. Now all I had to do was find a way out. I searched nonstop, I left no stone un turned I would not give up. I looked every were until I met Gremio DeLoki h helped me find a way out. I told him of my adventure. So then he gave me the blessing and turned me into a hellhound.
He then brought me to the crimsonmoon duchy and now I live there
An autobiography
I was born in a werewolf. And until recently knew little else. My father Abroxus Runos was a human and my mother Marish Runos was a werewolf priestess. We lived in a small were village with some humans, in the middle of the Untamed Wilds.
My father was going to be sacrificed my mother to the Moon Goddess Lunarumus, a she was given vision to marry the man and she would finally have the son she had always wanted.
When I was born the whole village celebrated. Unfortunately the celebration was cut short. A vampire named Favalrson who had previously lived there and was exiled for being turned into a vampire came back for revenge and wiped out my entire village. Only I survived when a group of holy men saved me and brought me to the orphanage. During those years at the orphanage, the public and I learned what I was and I was never adopted. As soon as I turned 16 I ran away and went to the Untamed Wilds. I lived there I became a warrior and learned to shift at will. As soon as I turned 18 I then went on a journey to find him and kill Favalarson.
After ten days I caught up and after a horrific battle I killed him but he grievously wounded me with a gash across the chest. I died soon after. Then a door erupted out of the ground and opened up then long black wispy arms wrapped around me and pulled me in and dropped me into a fiery abyss.
As I was falling I saw my life flash before my eyes knowing that this was not going to be good I said a silent prayer to all the gods known and unknown. during my fall I saw the faces of my enemies laughing, taunting me in mockery as I fell to the fiery abyss
As I landed in hell I thought to my self well this sucks knowing that I was dead. So I started to go insane because of the fact that life was too short and I had not lived long enough to see a real family in life. I then became irate, angry and all out pissed off and decided to kill everything within range. my relentless attack came to an end when I grew too tired to carry on. I soon snapped out of my insanity when I realized I can get my body back, all was I had to do was find it. I searched relentlessly until I found it. Now all I had to do was find a way out. I searched nonstop, I left no stone un turned I would not give up. I looked every were until I met Gremio DeLoki h helped me find a way out. I told him of my adventure. So then he gave me the blessing and turned me into a hellhound.
He then brought me to the crimsonmoon duchy and now I live there