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Group: Citizens of The Nether Lands
Member No.: 63
Joined: 11-February 08
Age: Created the day of this post.
Height: 187 Centimetres
Build: While possessing quite a large V shaped chest and being afflicted with the Angelic touch of perfection of from he does look to be an over the top 17 year old.
May'nata's Son: (Takes Two Powers) "Yeah, I saw him. Your picture really doesn't do him justice though." Shopkeepers are so loose lipped in this city, maybe they could make some money if they had any self control. "Sure that's what he looked like, but what I saw was something completely different. When my eyes rested on his flawless face I though he must have been one of them Angels, but I noticed that it wasn't an Angel staring back at me. The harder I looked, the more I knew I could not see a man, but a wolf, his face was replaced by a canine's without leaving my eyesight at all. I tell you it's a weird experience."
Being assimilated from Omega, Exodus has an extreme control over May'nata and her magical ways. He can call images into existence without a sweat and enter someone's head with the ease that one would open a door. A side effect of being so blessed by his magic is that his physical form is always shadowed by that of a wolf. At first it is unnoticeable, but the more you look the more you realise that the eyes looking back at you are not of an Angel, but of a wolf.
Head Space: It was almost as if it was a dream, but everything felt real, the walls, the roof, but it couldn't be possible. All my thoughts, hopes, dreams, everything I wanted to keep, and everything I wish I could leave behind, it was all there. Standing in the middle of it all was a figure, larger then life and bolder then God himself, for that small moment I knew that if I wasn't careful this could be my tomb.
Exodus can travel through a person's memories as if they were a different landscape, a land of what could have been and what should have been. When he is on his own he knows how to find whatever he is looking for very quickly, but if he chooses to let someone else in with him it could be potentially a slow and dangerous experience. Once he is inside someone's head, it is ultimately them that decides what happens to the landscape, but as most don't know how to control their thoughts, or clean their heads it usually ends up as a smattering of all their thoughts.
Ethereal: (click it) It was almost as if a shadow crept through the brickwork in the wall, a sort of blackness that could slip through no matter how airtight the container. soon I could distinguish a shape, vaguely human but soon it became very clear. A man, tendrils of smoke flowing off him. Scratches and cuts seemed to cover his greeny-grey armour. How anything could make such a contact with it was beyond me. It walked through the tables and the chairs, and I swear I saw it move through people just to reach a seat at the bar and ask for a drink. I didn't think twice, as long as I could touch his coins, he was welcome here.
Exodus can summon a figure made of smoke, once summoned he is essentially his own being. He can swap places with Exodus at any time, but other then that he is basically just a friend for the Lonely Vallic to talk to.
He also has two great red wings along with red eyes that seem to fade away.
History: The huge cloud of dust and debris finally began to settle, Alpha had charged at Omega with the vigour not seen for many years, Omega on the other hand seemed to stand there and smile, as if he knew something was going to happen. Something did happen. A silhouette stood in the dust, it Couldn't be Omega, it was far too thin, but then again it was too short to be Alpha...
The figure looked to the sky and if anyone was listening then they would have heard a slight laugh. It crouched, then shot into the sky like a bullet, two large red wings carrying it into the sky.
That was the start of the physical being, but far from the mental development.
Religion: He is thankful to May'nata for his powers, and will not tolerate any nay saying or mud-slinging, however he doesn't devote himself to being a religious beacon.
Weapons: Two seven-shot revolvers, although he uses them more for effect then any real damage potential.