Carnovor
28-08-2007, 04:13 AM
Well, I made a post on the Booty Bay Inn thread (http://wow.incgamers.com/forums/showthread.php?t=399390&page=3)
and since I didnt think that I would be on enough to converse with other members. For those of you that thought he was an interesting character Ive decided to make a thread of he backround story:
Ven was not always as he had been now. He was once a playful young child that loved to play games with his parents. Alas, the coruption of the alliance proved to take all that. As he looked down at his sleeping imp Garthid, he started to remenice on his childhood...
"Come son! Lets go get some supper!" called Ven's father. His name was not Ven at that time, as matter of fact he didnt even have a name. His parents had never been able to choose a name for his personality seemed to change daily. One day he would be happy go lucky, the other he would be serious and not want to talk to anyone. So his parents finnaly that they would call him son. His father was a servent for the church. He "was not worthy" enough to become a full blown preist. His father had not been born into the right family to be able to folow his dream of becoming a preist. What he could do was become a servent of the Scarlet Crusade and learn what he could. Ven had always been fasinated in what his father told him and cherished the nights when his father would come home and tell him about the new spell he had overheard. His father always told Ven that he could do anything he set his heart to. He didnt want his son to end up like him, living in a shack with no way of ever reaching his dreams.
Vens mother was a loving women. She loved both her husband and son more then anyone could love their family. She watched her son grow into a promisong young boy. She could also watch as her husband was torn apart by the fact that he could not get any farther then what he was now. Never the less she supported the both of them in their endevors. When she was not doing chores, she prided herself in her cooking. She had found whatever books she could and taught herself to cook. She onday wanted to open her own resturant, but she knew her place was here living with her husband and son.
Years passed, and Ven's father grew more and more weak. With no dream to drive him forward he began to become ill. He still went to the church to serve his masters. He would not dare miss a day, for they might replace him for a "better" servent. One day he was carrying the water and bucket that he would use to clean the courtyard. He over heard some of the high preists talking. They talked of an ability they were teaching their aprentaces that cured almost any disease. Ven's father was overjoyed at this news! He cautiously searched all of the coradors of the church. After a while he stumbled upon two more preists talking. He looked in through the crack in the slightly opened door and saw to his astonishment that one of the men he heard was the the high lord Mograine! He could only barley hear the two talking but after he got his head very near the door he could hear the conversation.
"Are you sure?" asked mograine.
"Yes my lord! Apsolutly! He is dead! I killed him myself." Answered the priest.
"Good. That means I wont have to deal with his disagrements to my plans."
"Yes lord. Soon all in the church that appose you will be "out of the way"."
"Good. Now be out of my sight." Comanded mograine.
"What in the world!?!" Said Ven's father, just a bit to loud. In his astonishment he had almost yelled it out! "There is someone outside! Get him!" He heard Mograine yell. He started to run but the priest hit him with the rightious bolt of magic just as he was about to make it around the corner. "Bring him to me." said Mograine. He took Ven's father by the collar and starred at his fearfull eyes. "You will see what we do with eavesdroppers, servent." Hissed Mograine. "Take him away for tourchure. Bring his family too." "Yes sir!" Said the preist with fright in his eyes.
Mograine had Ven's mother and father killed. As for Ven himself, Mograine looked his limp brused body over with disgust. "He looks like he could be useful. Take him to Tristfall, we have a new experiment being held there." Sneared Mograine. He had apsolutly no pitty for this child that he had just sent to what he knew would be "hell on earth".
This new place was quite possibly one of the places that god had left to go to ruins. Thought he had never seen outside of his cell he could hear the screams of terror and agony. Sometimes he was the one screaming. The people that he had to deal with were men of the devil himself. Evil men that only saught power, and cared nothing about the person they were torchuring. They used Ven as a guinie pig for their sick experiments. Sending demon after demon against him to see if they could be controled before he died. Thankfully all of the experiments had proven a success, until that day. They had tried all they could think of and had finnaly come up with a new idea. They took Ven out of his cell and lead him to the "Lab". The lab was a big round room with runes on the ground in the middle. They set Ven in the middle of the room. Ven had been through this rutien before and braced himself for the onslaught that was about to come. But nothing could have ever prepared him for what happend next. The dark preists stared to chant spell words that Ven had never heard before. Then the ground shook and from a penicle infront of him burst a horrible display of visions that ven had ever seen. He saw people being slaughtered by the thousands. Men eating other men, ALIVE! Ven fell to the ground in anguish. Then infront of him rose a huge dark figure. He stood as tall as 3 men and had wings that almost reached from one end of the room to the other. Just as he was about to attack Ven. The priests chanted a single string of spells, and the being vanished. Ven rose to his feet comfused. What was the purpose of all that? Then as soon as he finished that thought, he felt it. It started as a sharp chest pain, that soon escalated into a horrible torent of pain! He felt as if he would be ripped apart! Then with a final scream of anger, confusion, and terror, he fell limp. Ven had died.
He woke in a horribly hot place. It was dark and damp. He looked up to see the same being as before stading before him. He looked angry and Ven new that must have been him that had caused all the pain inside of him. He stood as the being started to speak. I AM SEN! WHO ARE YOU THAT HAVE BANISHED ME TO THE UNDERWORD ONCE AGAIN?! Ven was taken back by the power in the demons voice. "I dont know who you are but I do not want any quarrel with you!" yelled Ven. WELL I AM SORRY TO DISAPOINT YOU BUT I HAVENT KILLED ANYTHING IN QUITE A WHILE! PREPARE TO DIE! Ven knew he would be no match for this demon. The only magic he knew was the one he had mastered with his father back when he was happy. It was the banish demon spell. He had never been able to test it on an actual demon, but he found that there was no better time then now to test it out. Raised his hands and tried with all of his might to build up what strength he had left in him. He opened his mouth and as loud as he could, he yelled the words of power! The demon seemed unaffected by the spell. Only after a few seconds did he start to tremble. He looked at Ven suprisingly and started to charge. Ven had no more strength left in him to move. He could only watch in terror as the beast ran towards him with a force that shook the earth. Just as Ven thought he was done for the beast stopped. He seemed to be stuck in place. Its eyes thrashed around violently then he stared with terror at Ven. The demon started to be torn apart into blackness! Ven had won!
His excitment was short lived as he saw the black shards form into a cloud of darkness. It rumbled and charged towards his face. It went straight for his gaping mouth! It went inside of him and filled him up with a strange feeling. He felt as if he had renewed vigor, but seconds later the same cripeling pain that had surged through him before came once more. He felt it was trying to tear him apart again! Ven screamed and trie to suppress the being, finding it difficult, but possible! With his new found strength he dug deap into himself and started to compress the pain into the very center of his soul. With one finnal cry he locked the feeling into his very soul! WHAT?! Let me out! Cried a voice in his mind. What? Who are you? Thought Ven. I already asked you that! How did you compress me so easily?! Ven stared in disbalief. Did he really overcome the demon and captured it? Yes! You did! Now let me out! yelled the voice. No! Ven said within his mind. I have captured you and now your power is mine to do with what I please! And what is your "bidding"? Get you some milk and a blankey? You are only a child! I will not let myself be controled by a child! Well then demon! It looks like you have no choice! And my "bidding" is simple. You remember the men that trapped us together in this horrible place? Yes I remember them. My bidding is revenge. I see. My name is Sen the demon lord! And for that task. I will help you. Hello Sen. I am called... He scambled for an idea for what to call himself. I am vengence. Ven for short. Well then Ven. Lets first work on finding a way out of here.
Ven patted his imp gently. A lot had happend since that day. He found a way out of the Underworld by rising himself from the grave. He enjoyed his new self. He never grew tired of hungry. The only thing he missed was his blond hair that he had as a child. He had also grown in power. Sen was always reluctant to teach him new things. (since he was still mad about being held prisoner) But now and then Sen would teach him new spells and abilities. With each passing day the two of thm grew stronger. And with that strength, they grew ever so closer to their goal. Revenge.
Well I know its really long but I truely enjoyed writing it. I hoped you enjoyed it. Please comment on it. I love feedback.
-Carnovor
and since I didnt think that I would be on enough to converse with other members. For those of you that thought he was an interesting character Ive decided to make a thread of he backround story:
Ven was not always as he had been now. He was once a playful young child that loved to play games with his parents. Alas, the coruption of the alliance proved to take all that. As he looked down at his sleeping imp Garthid, he started to remenice on his childhood...
"Come son! Lets go get some supper!" called Ven's father. His name was not Ven at that time, as matter of fact he didnt even have a name. His parents had never been able to choose a name for his personality seemed to change daily. One day he would be happy go lucky, the other he would be serious and not want to talk to anyone. So his parents finnaly that they would call him son. His father was a servent for the church. He "was not worthy" enough to become a full blown preist. His father had not been born into the right family to be able to folow his dream of becoming a preist. What he could do was become a servent of the Scarlet Crusade and learn what he could. Ven had always been fasinated in what his father told him and cherished the nights when his father would come home and tell him about the new spell he had overheard. His father always told Ven that he could do anything he set his heart to. He didnt want his son to end up like him, living in a shack with no way of ever reaching his dreams.
Vens mother was a loving women. She loved both her husband and son more then anyone could love their family. She watched her son grow into a promisong young boy. She could also watch as her husband was torn apart by the fact that he could not get any farther then what he was now. Never the less she supported the both of them in their endevors. When she was not doing chores, she prided herself in her cooking. She had found whatever books she could and taught herself to cook. She onday wanted to open her own resturant, but she knew her place was here living with her husband and son.
Years passed, and Ven's father grew more and more weak. With no dream to drive him forward he began to become ill. He still went to the church to serve his masters. He would not dare miss a day, for they might replace him for a "better" servent. One day he was carrying the water and bucket that he would use to clean the courtyard. He over heard some of the high preists talking. They talked of an ability they were teaching their aprentaces that cured almost any disease. Ven's father was overjoyed at this news! He cautiously searched all of the coradors of the church. After a while he stumbled upon two more preists talking. He looked in through the crack in the slightly opened door and saw to his astonishment that one of the men he heard was the the high lord Mograine! He could only barley hear the two talking but after he got his head very near the door he could hear the conversation.
"Are you sure?" asked mograine.
"Yes my lord! Apsolutly! He is dead! I killed him myself." Answered the priest.
"Good. That means I wont have to deal with his disagrements to my plans."
"Yes lord. Soon all in the church that appose you will be "out of the way"."
"Good. Now be out of my sight." Comanded mograine.
"What in the world!?!" Said Ven's father, just a bit to loud. In his astonishment he had almost yelled it out! "There is someone outside! Get him!" He heard Mograine yell. He started to run but the priest hit him with the rightious bolt of magic just as he was about to make it around the corner. "Bring him to me." said Mograine. He took Ven's father by the collar and starred at his fearfull eyes. "You will see what we do with eavesdroppers, servent." Hissed Mograine. "Take him away for tourchure. Bring his family too." "Yes sir!" Said the preist with fright in his eyes.
Mograine had Ven's mother and father killed. As for Ven himself, Mograine looked his limp brused body over with disgust. "He looks like he could be useful. Take him to Tristfall, we have a new experiment being held there." Sneared Mograine. He had apsolutly no pitty for this child that he had just sent to what he knew would be "hell on earth".
This new place was quite possibly one of the places that god had left to go to ruins. Thought he had never seen outside of his cell he could hear the screams of terror and agony. Sometimes he was the one screaming. The people that he had to deal with were men of the devil himself. Evil men that only saught power, and cared nothing about the person they were torchuring. They used Ven as a guinie pig for their sick experiments. Sending demon after demon against him to see if they could be controled before he died. Thankfully all of the experiments had proven a success, until that day. They had tried all they could think of and had finnaly come up with a new idea. They took Ven out of his cell and lead him to the "Lab". The lab was a big round room with runes on the ground in the middle. They set Ven in the middle of the room. Ven had been through this rutien before and braced himself for the onslaught that was about to come. But nothing could have ever prepared him for what happend next. The dark preists stared to chant spell words that Ven had never heard before. Then the ground shook and from a penicle infront of him burst a horrible display of visions that ven had ever seen. He saw people being slaughtered by the thousands. Men eating other men, ALIVE! Ven fell to the ground in anguish. Then infront of him rose a huge dark figure. He stood as tall as 3 men and had wings that almost reached from one end of the room to the other. Just as he was about to attack Ven. The priests chanted a single string of spells, and the being vanished. Ven rose to his feet comfused. What was the purpose of all that? Then as soon as he finished that thought, he felt it. It started as a sharp chest pain, that soon escalated into a horrible torent of pain! He felt as if he would be ripped apart! Then with a final scream of anger, confusion, and terror, he fell limp. Ven had died.
He woke in a horribly hot place. It was dark and damp. He looked up to see the same being as before stading before him. He looked angry and Ven new that must have been him that had caused all the pain inside of him. He stood as the being started to speak. I AM SEN! WHO ARE YOU THAT HAVE BANISHED ME TO THE UNDERWORD ONCE AGAIN?! Ven was taken back by the power in the demons voice. "I dont know who you are but I do not want any quarrel with you!" yelled Ven. WELL I AM SORRY TO DISAPOINT YOU BUT I HAVENT KILLED ANYTHING IN QUITE A WHILE! PREPARE TO DIE! Ven knew he would be no match for this demon. The only magic he knew was the one he had mastered with his father back when he was happy. It was the banish demon spell. He had never been able to test it on an actual demon, but he found that there was no better time then now to test it out. Raised his hands and tried with all of his might to build up what strength he had left in him. He opened his mouth and as loud as he could, he yelled the words of power! The demon seemed unaffected by the spell. Only after a few seconds did he start to tremble. He looked at Ven suprisingly and started to charge. Ven had no more strength left in him to move. He could only watch in terror as the beast ran towards him with a force that shook the earth. Just as Ven thought he was done for the beast stopped. He seemed to be stuck in place. Its eyes thrashed around violently then he stared with terror at Ven. The demon started to be torn apart into blackness! Ven had won!
His excitment was short lived as he saw the black shards form into a cloud of darkness. It rumbled and charged towards his face. It went straight for his gaping mouth! It went inside of him and filled him up with a strange feeling. He felt as if he had renewed vigor, but seconds later the same cripeling pain that had surged through him before came once more. He felt it was trying to tear him apart again! Ven screamed and trie to suppress the being, finding it difficult, but possible! With his new found strength he dug deap into himself and started to compress the pain into the very center of his soul. With one finnal cry he locked the feeling into his very soul! WHAT?! Let me out! Cried a voice in his mind. What? Who are you? Thought Ven. I already asked you that! How did you compress me so easily?! Ven stared in disbalief. Did he really overcome the demon and captured it? Yes! You did! Now let me out! yelled the voice. No! Ven said within his mind. I have captured you and now your power is mine to do with what I please! And what is your "bidding"? Get you some milk and a blankey? You are only a child! I will not let myself be controled by a child! Well then demon! It looks like you have no choice! And my "bidding" is simple. You remember the men that trapped us together in this horrible place? Yes I remember them. My bidding is revenge. I see. My name is Sen the demon lord! And for that task. I will help you. Hello Sen. I am called... He scambled for an idea for what to call himself. I am vengence. Ven for short. Well then Ven. Lets first work on finding a way out of here.
Ven patted his imp gently. A lot had happend since that day. He found a way out of the Underworld by rising himself from the grave. He enjoyed his new self. He never grew tired of hungry. The only thing he missed was his blond hair that he had as a child. He had also grown in power. Sen was always reluctant to teach him new things. (since he was still mad about being held prisoner) But now and then Sen would teach him new spells and abilities. With each passing day the two of thm grew stronger. And with that strength, they grew ever so closer to their goal. Revenge.
Well I know its really long but I truely enjoyed writing it. I hoped you enjoyed it. Please comment on it. I love feedback.
-Carnovor