Name: Delirio Selenos (In truth, Xlaesoff Keliphonte)
Age: Forgotten
Birthday: Also forgotten
Gender: Sexless in true form. Male in most organic forms.
Species: Metal demon
Class: Collage
College Major: Arcane fencing
Appearance Description:
^^^ Delirio's neck and tail feathers have been partially cut in this image for better reference. (I screwed up and drew the tail too short.)
Delirio demonstrates the first forwards step of the motions required in his his 'blade transformation' ritual. (legs too long -_- stop it Delirio you're not a tower.)
Delirio Selenos is a being of roughly 6'2 measured at the shoulder and about 7 feet give or take at the top of the skull when his neck is relaxed. His weight varies but rests around 700 lbs in his true form, and he walks on horselike back legs in the posture of a theropod dinosaur, with large, chickenlike talons spread out and well padded to accommodate for his weight. He is overall very muscular and sturdy, lending him strength in place of agility. It takes some time for him to build speed, but he can jump long distances horizontally while sprinting. He moves fluidly and perhaps a bit exaggeratedly, with the occasional twitch when otherwise still, and his vocalizations can be compared to that of a crow, a chicken, or bending metal of various types and thicknesses, though his mind-voice could be compared Voltaire, which considering his fondness for that artist's songs, is hardly surprising.
His neck is like that of a mute swan, and his raptorlike face ends in a hooked, short beak at the end of a roman-nosed snout, the lower half of the beak extending in two 'tips' that go nearly to the back of the jaw. On his neck there is a thick, bare circle of flesh that pushes outwards when he's swallowing something large and tough, such as a rock, red as a rooster's waddle. Inside his beak are a doglike set of teeth though they are missing the incisors, and a long, prehensile and pinkish tongue. His eyes are very dark, near-black purple things, with onyx slits, and though normally concealed by feathers, there is a long, ebony scar from the brow on the left, skipping the eye, halfway down the cheek that he has added onto his form as a reminder of a particularly fierce battle he's long forgotten the details of. His nostrils, notably, start before his beak does, and are dark-grey rimmed.
He has six limbs total, two legs, two flightless wings, and two wing-feathered forelimbs. His forelimbs have six fingers each, one of which being an opposing thumb and one of which facing entirely opposite the others, onto which the feathers extend from the wrist. His legs, feet, and hands are scaled, and the tops and fronts of them have scales thick and deep enough to act as light armor. His thick legs are digitigrade, and the hocks are relatively high up. His talons are generally slightly curved, blunt, and tough things used for scratching not unlike a chicken whereas his front claws are smaller and sharper, but also softer and easier to shape- or break. His forelimbs are similar in structure to that of a man, but they sit at rest like the forelimbs of a preying mantis. His tail is in the shape of a 'traditional dinosaur' tail, and has an easier time bending side to side and rotating than moving up or down. His neck, shoulder and tail feathers have a habit of belling out into grand fan and bottlebrush shapes respectively when he's stressed or uncomfortably warm.
Delirio's feathers, which are particularly long on the tail and a distorted ring around the neck, are mostly all white, but have pale blue barring on the wings and forelimbs. Half of his primaries, those closer to the secondaries, are a dark blue, almost black, and his scales are all grey, with the smaller ones being darker than the 'plates'. His beak is silver.
Delirio feeds primarily off of metal ores and minerals, though he varies it with meat, fish and grains. The blood of mammals is intoxicating to him in much the same way as alcohol is to other beings, and he can easily get thoroughly drunk off of a kill, or tipsy off of a voluntary offering. Delirio keeps himself dry and thoroughly clean, for he is susceptible as a blade or a beast to rusting.
Personality Description:
Delirio's actions are usually tailored to his situation, but although he is a dabbling actor and an occasionally good liar, verbal deception is not his forte. He is an energetic, active creature much of the time, and very passionate even about little details. He strives for perfection but though he doesn't believe it can be achieved, he doesn't let that depress him and is generally in high spirits unless something specific is on his mind. He is vain and showy but refuses to be arrogant, clever and quick-witted but able to control his tongue more than half of the time. Delirio was summoned to serve, designed to protect, and he has the instinct to always seek out someone to grow attached to and fawn over, and once his affection is gained and his trust earned, it is difficult to lose him.
Delirio is a lover of art and music, particularly the humor-based, violent or bold. He was thrilled when rock and later metal and dark wave became recognized genres of music, and he himself has learned to play a couple of songs on flute while in human form. He used to sketch and to play violin, but is out of practice nowadays. He has gotten very good at rhyming, and is decent at carrying a rhyme out into a poem. Delirio can be forgetful at time, in truth remembering only a little of every era he's lived through, and not being able to recall anything of note from before the golden age of Rome without heavy guesswork. He can easily be caught up in things, and if he sees no way to learn from experiences he generally chooses to forget them. "There isn't much room in a mind this old," indeed!
Give and take, attack and defend, waste not yet risk much, these are all things Delirio lives by. He used to be a patient being but in his age he has become more quick-tempered and in-the-moment, more easily caught up in emotion and often inclined to throw away long-term opportunities for short moments of joy. He used to be quite the strategist, a long time ago. This frustrates him, and he complains about it often.
Powers:
matter-altering spells:
A. Short range teleportation: Delirio Selenos can, on demand, teleport away a distance of up to 30 feet with relative ease. He can do this rapidly, but it tires him quickly, and wears on one's body and/or anything he happens to be carrying, and is best done with his eyes tightly shut to prevent loss of vision as the momentary stereotypical camera-flash-like flash of light it creates can be disorienting to the caster even through his eyelids. The smaller the form he takes and the less he carries, the less taxing this is to do.
B. Transformation, simple inanimate objects: Delirio Selenos can become a sword through a short, simple ritual, and once in this form he can adjust himself to his wielder's requests. As a blade he cannot move himself except subtly shifting his weight or wobbling the blade, which he prefers not to do as it makes it more prone to stress as a structure, or returning to his true form or some other simple, preferably metal object such as a necklace charm or a statuette. The specific metal he chooses varies, but generally some type of impure steel or silver alloy are easiest to him. Items approaching or exceeding his true weight are rather difficult and tiring for him.
C. Transformation, animal: Delirio Selenos can take the form of an animal such as a man or a horse through a complicated and lengthy ritual. It has to be an animal he has experience with, and he can't add much in the way of unnatural structures- a horn or extra teeth to a horse is simple, fingers and altered backs on housecats are pushing it, additional limbs or organs are simply beyond his capability. The ritual itself is very tiring, so generally he'll choose a form days ahead of time and keep it awhile afterwards. He can never get the eyes quite right, they always come out with wine-colored schlera and violet irises. Generally whatever he picks, the hair and skin are both grey, or very washed out in color. Animals beyond 3/4 of a ton are out of his range.
Tricks of the mind:
A. Speech without voice: Delirio can create a voice within the minds of whoever he's within talking earshot (preferrably within 20 feet) of, or whoever he's 'tagged' the mind of. (see B) He primarily uses this ability to communicate with his wielder in the form of a blade, or with humans while in the form of an animal.
B. Mind-tracking: When making direct contact with either a weak-willed or otherwise judgement impaired individual or with a consenting partner he can establish a telepathic link that allows him to track their movements and the both of them to speak directly into the minds of each other. This bond is rather fragile, and those who can manipulate memories find it easy to shatter this connection by distorting memories of when the bond was made. Delirio feels physical pain when this bond is in the process of breaking or when his target strongly wills it upon him, and long distance from whoever he's bonded with both exhausts him and compels him to follow. Delirio is capable of severing the bond himself, with effort. He can maintain more than one bond, but there is more harm than good in it.
Species Abilities:
Delirio is very resistant to heat and can stand in direct fire without much damage while in his true form though it can still harm him in extreme cases, or in the form of another animal.
Delirio can subsist off of rocks, dirt and a bit of water for weeks if he needs to.
If he survives a wound, it is very unlikely to scar.
Biography:
Many, many centuries ago a man and his daughters found a lump of steel and made a knife out of it. It was an ugly but effective little edge, and with the way it pulled when swung and how unusually durable it was, they began attributing personality to it. They talked to it, took good care to keep the rust off of it, and eventually, it begun to talk back. Years later, the same man and his young son had need of protection, and the knife simply wasn't adequate. So it begun to sing, and to wobble about until it had distorted itself into the shape of a little bird, which was awake at night to keep watch over the family. This strange tool became the pride of the household, and the household the pride of the knife.
They gave it a name which young Kelephonte, as it was called then, almost never used since, and the knife began finding more and more ways to help the family along. It ended up passed from father to son for many generations, until the knife itself was badly bent, and it discarded that form altogether, taking on the guise of a six-limbed avian being and actively following around it's charges when not in use. When his original owner died, it was the knife-animal that buried it and the knife-animal that stayed longest to mourn him. It only came to use any name for itself, specifically Delirio Selenos, centuries later in the peak of Greece's power. The knife-creature continued to grow and take on new shapes, and when it became popular to use different sorts of swords as a staple of combat in place of spears and clubs, Delirio was intrigued. He took the form of a man and learned to wield weapons himself, and fell in love with the shape and power of them.
Delirio fought many bloody battles in human form, and assisted in many others in the shape of a blade, carving a path of bloodshed and tears across the countryside for a very long time until his first true appetite for blood had been satisfied, and then looked back on his life, and was sad. What had become his joy had become the opposite of his original purpose, and he was very sorry for it. He mostly kept the shape of horses and small, tool knives after that until a chance encounter with a boy trying to defend himself with a stick against a grown man with a sword gave him reason to return to the beloved form of a blade, and guiding the child's actions, he bonded with the boy, raised him to be a respectable and powerful man thereafter and was content. The death of the child did not make him sad, for the boy had done much in his life and had little to regret.
Years past. Generations. Delirio regressed to the form of a wild beast and kept to himself for a long time before coming across an interesting population which he sought thereafter to learn more about and be part of, one very close to a rather fantastic school.
Age: Forgotten
Birthday: Also forgotten
Gender: Sexless in true form. Male in most organic forms.
Species: Metal demon
Class: Collage
College Major: Arcane fencing
Appearance Description:
^^ Delirio from a side view in his true form, unshorn and with full pattern
^^^ Delirio's neck and tail feathers have been partially cut in this image for better reference. (I screwed up and drew the tail too short.)
Delirio demonstrates the first forwards step of the motions required in his his 'blade transformation' ritual. (legs too long -_- stop it Delirio you're not a tower.)
Delirio Selenos is a being of roughly 6'2 measured at the shoulder and about 7 feet give or take at the top of the skull when his neck is relaxed. His weight varies but rests around 700 lbs in his true form, and he walks on horselike back legs in the posture of a theropod dinosaur, with large, chickenlike talons spread out and well padded to accommodate for his weight. He is overall very muscular and sturdy, lending him strength in place of agility. It takes some time for him to build speed, but he can jump long distances horizontally while sprinting. He moves fluidly and perhaps a bit exaggeratedly, with the occasional twitch when otherwise still, and his vocalizations can be compared to that of a crow, a chicken, or bending metal of various types and thicknesses, though his mind-voice could be compared Voltaire, which considering his fondness for that artist's songs, is hardly surprising.
His neck is like that of a mute swan, and his raptorlike face ends in a hooked, short beak at the end of a roman-nosed snout, the lower half of the beak extending in two 'tips' that go nearly to the back of the jaw. On his neck there is a thick, bare circle of flesh that pushes outwards when he's swallowing something large and tough, such as a rock, red as a rooster's waddle. Inside his beak are a doglike set of teeth though they are missing the incisors, and a long, prehensile and pinkish tongue. His eyes are very dark, near-black purple things, with onyx slits, and though normally concealed by feathers, there is a long, ebony scar from the brow on the left, skipping the eye, halfway down the cheek that he has added onto his form as a reminder of a particularly fierce battle he's long forgotten the details of. His nostrils, notably, start before his beak does, and are dark-grey rimmed.
He has six limbs total, two legs, two flightless wings, and two wing-feathered forelimbs. His forelimbs have six fingers each, one of which being an opposing thumb and one of which facing entirely opposite the others, onto which the feathers extend from the wrist. His legs, feet, and hands are scaled, and the tops and fronts of them have scales thick and deep enough to act as light armor. His thick legs are digitigrade, and the hocks are relatively high up. His talons are generally slightly curved, blunt, and tough things used for scratching not unlike a chicken whereas his front claws are smaller and sharper, but also softer and easier to shape- or break. His forelimbs are similar in structure to that of a man, but they sit at rest like the forelimbs of a preying mantis. His tail is in the shape of a 'traditional dinosaur' tail, and has an easier time bending side to side and rotating than moving up or down. His neck, shoulder and tail feathers have a habit of belling out into grand fan and bottlebrush shapes respectively when he's stressed or uncomfortably warm.
Delirio's feathers, which are particularly long on the tail and a distorted ring around the neck, are mostly all white, but have pale blue barring on the wings and forelimbs. Half of his primaries, those closer to the secondaries, are a dark blue, almost black, and his scales are all grey, with the smaller ones being darker than the 'plates'. His beak is silver.
Delirio feeds primarily off of metal ores and minerals, though he varies it with meat, fish and grains. The blood of mammals is intoxicating to him in much the same way as alcohol is to other beings, and he can easily get thoroughly drunk off of a kill, or tipsy off of a voluntary offering. Delirio keeps himself dry and thoroughly clean, for he is susceptible as a blade or a beast to rusting.
Personality Description:
Delirio's actions are usually tailored to his situation, but although he is a dabbling actor and an occasionally good liar, verbal deception is not his forte. He is an energetic, active creature much of the time, and very passionate even about little details. He strives for perfection but though he doesn't believe it can be achieved, he doesn't let that depress him and is generally in high spirits unless something specific is on his mind. He is vain and showy but refuses to be arrogant, clever and quick-witted but able to control his tongue more than half of the time. Delirio was summoned to serve, designed to protect, and he has the instinct to always seek out someone to grow attached to and fawn over, and once his affection is gained and his trust earned, it is difficult to lose him.
Delirio is a lover of art and music, particularly the humor-based, violent or bold. He was thrilled when rock and later metal and dark wave became recognized genres of music, and he himself has learned to play a couple of songs on flute while in human form. He used to sketch and to play violin, but is out of practice nowadays. He has gotten very good at rhyming, and is decent at carrying a rhyme out into a poem. Delirio can be forgetful at time, in truth remembering only a little of every era he's lived through, and not being able to recall anything of note from before the golden age of Rome without heavy guesswork. He can easily be caught up in things, and if he sees no way to learn from experiences he generally chooses to forget them. "There isn't much room in a mind this old," indeed!
Give and take, attack and defend, waste not yet risk much, these are all things Delirio lives by. He used to be a patient being but in his age he has become more quick-tempered and in-the-moment, more easily caught up in emotion and often inclined to throw away long-term opportunities for short moments of joy. He used to be quite the strategist, a long time ago. This frustrates him, and he complains about it often.
Powers:
matter-altering spells:
A. Short range teleportation: Delirio Selenos can, on demand, teleport away a distance of up to 30 feet with relative ease. He can do this rapidly, but it tires him quickly, and wears on one's body and/or anything he happens to be carrying, and is best done with his eyes tightly shut to prevent loss of vision as the momentary stereotypical camera-flash-like flash of light it creates can be disorienting to the caster even through his eyelids. The smaller the form he takes and the less he carries, the less taxing this is to do.
B. Transformation, simple inanimate objects: Delirio Selenos can become a sword through a short, simple ritual, and once in this form he can adjust himself to his wielder's requests. As a blade he cannot move himself except subtly shifting his weight or wobbling the blade, which he prefers not to do as it makes it more prone to stress as a structure, or returning to his true form or some other simple, preferably metal object such as a necklace charm or a statuette. The specific metal he chooses varies, but generally some type of impure steel or silver alloy are easiest to him. Items approaching or exceeding his true weight are rather difficult and tiring for him.
C. Transformation, animal: Delirio Selenos can take the form of an animal such as a man or a horse through a complicated and lengthy ritual. It has to be an animal he has experience with, and he can't add much in the way of unnatural structures- a horn or extra teeth to a horse is simple, fingers and altered backs on housecats are pushing it, additional limbs or organs are simply beyond his capability. The ritual itself is very tiring, so generally he'll choose a form days ahead of time and keep it awhile afterwards. He can never get the eyes quite right, they always come out with wine-colored schlera and violet irises. Generally whatever he picks, the hair and skin are both grey, or very washed out in color. Animals beyond 3/4 of a ton are out of his range.
Tricks of the mind:
A. Speech without voice: Delirio can create a voice within the minds of whoever he's within talking earshot (preferrably within 20 feet) of, or whoever he's 'tagged' the mind of. (see B) He primarily uses this ability to communicate with his wielder in the form of a blade, or with humans while in the form of an animal.
B. Mind-tracking: When making direct contact with either a weak-willed or otherwise judgement impaired individual or with a consenting partner he can establish a telepathic link that allows him to track their movements and the both of them to speak directly into the minds of each other. This bond is rather fragile, and those who can manipulate memories find it easy to shatter this connection by distorting memories of when the bond was made. Delirio feels physical pain when this bond is in the process of breaking or when his target strongly wills it upon him, and long distance from whoever he's bonded with both exhausts him and compels him to follow. Delirio is capable of severing the bond himself, with effort. He can maintain more than one bond, but there is more harm than good in it.
Species Abilities:
Delirio is very resistant to heat and can stand in direct fire without much damage while in his true form though it can still harm him in extreme cases, or in the form of another animal.
Delirio can subsist off of rocks, dirt and a bit of water for weeks if he needs to.
If he survives a wound, it is very unlikely to scar.
Biography:
Many, many centuries ago a man and his daughters found a lump of steel and made a knife out of it. It was an ugly but effective little edge, and with the way it pulled when swung and how unusually durable it was, they began attributing personality to it. They talked to it, took good care to keep the rust off of it, and eventually, it begun to talk back. Years later, the same man and his young son had need of protection, and the knife simply wasn't adequate. So it begun to sing, and to wobble about until it had distorted itself into the shape of a little bird, which was awake at night to keep watch over the family. This strange tool became the pride of the household, and the household the pride of the knife.
They gave it a name which young Kelephonte, as it was called then, almost never used since, and the knife began finding more and more ways to help the family along. It ended up passed from father to son for many generations, until the knife itself was badly bent, and it discarded that form altogether, taking on the guise of a six-limbed avian being and actively following around it's charges when not in use. When his original owner died, it was the knife-animal that buried it and the knife-animal that stayed longest to mourn him. It only came to use any name for itself, specifically Delirio Selenos, centuries later in the peak of Greece's power. The knife-creature continued to grow and take on new shapes, and when it became popular to use different sorts of swords as a staple of combat in place of spears and clubs, Delirio was intrigued. He took the form of a man and learned to wield weapons himself, and fell in love with the shape and power of them.
Delirio fought many bloody battles in human form, and assisted in many others in the shape of a blade, carving a path of bloodshed and tears across the countryside for a very long time until his first true appetite for blood had been satisfied, and then looked back on his life, and was sad. What had become his joy had become the opposite of his original purpose, and he was very sorry for it. He mostly kept the shape of horses and small, tool knives after that until a chance encounter with a boy trying to defend himself with a stick against a grown man with a sword gave him reason to return to the beloved form of a blade, and guiding the child's actions, he bonded with the boy, raised him to be a respectable and powerful man thereafter and was content. The death of the child did not make him sad, for the boy had done much in his life and had little to regret.
Years past. Generations. Delirio regressed to the form of a wild beast and kept to himself for a long time before coming across an interesting population which he sought thereafter to learn more about and be part of, one very close to a rather fantastic school.
