Name: Milo
Race:
Desert demon
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Family: Parents deceased, no
siblings.
Build: Thin
Skin: Light brown
Hair: Red, to nape of
neck, frizzy
Eyes: Dark grey
Appearance: In his human form, which he
is often seen in, Milo is tall and slender, a very thin man, but lithe and
muscular too. His skin is a dusty, light brown color, while his eyes are a
dangerous dark grey. His wild hair is crimson red, kinda longish but not hanging
past the nape of his neck, often falling over his eyes as well.
In his true
form, a desert demon, he is tall and skeletally thin. He takes the form of a
winged humanoid; he has a fair of phoenix-like wings on his back, feathered but
constantly flaming. He has glowing, red eyes and bright red skin, while his hair
stays pretty much the same, except it's forest green.
Personality: Cynical
and sarcastic, he is moody and prone to temper tantrums. He doesn't get along
too well with other people, and he's rather antisocial. He's also very proud of
his heritage and liable to hurt anyone who badmouths demons; obviously, he has
no love of demon-hunters like those who killed his parents. He has a tendency to
speak his mind, and he is often bold and blunt, he sees no point in tact. When
he can get his temper under control, he is very sophisticated and cultured, calm
and cool-headed, but he tends to let his anger get the best of him.
Past:
Milo is the son of two demons living in a small village of like creatures. He
grew up around others of his own kind and never had a very high opinion of
humans, even though he barely ever saw any. When he was just seven years old, he
witnessed his parents being killed by an old human man, who he soon learned was
a demon-hunter, paid to kill people like his parents and him. This only made him
hate humans even more, and as he grew older, he began to terrorize nearby human
populations in a twisted sense of revenge. Over the last couple of years, his
interest in such activities has tapered off and he's begun to realize that what
he was doing was wrong. However, he still has no great love for humans, and
despises demon-hunters.
More recently, he has found his way to a place
called Darkling Dawn, and while it does have a distressingly large population of
humans, they are quite accepting of his kind and he was welcome to stay,
provided he caused no trouble. Soon enough, he found a small dragon-like
creature wandering around on its own, appearing lost, and taking pity on it, he
lead it to his room and fed it, where it promptly bonded to him, to his chagrin.
Nevertheless, he named the creature, which he learned was called a dralisk,
Roqran, and has kept it as a pet.
Bond: Silver (w/ White and Black
points) Esync
Pets: Male Red-White Dralisk, Roqran
From: TSCZ (Birthday
Gift)