Dalo Morano

Name: Captain Dalo Morano, Esq.

Age: 27

Race: Deep Elf. Deep Elves are characterized by black hair (sometimes reddish), slanted eyes, pointed ears (normal size) and a very dark, almost charcoal skin color, with a slightly purple tint.

Sex: Mizzity Male

Hair: Dalo Morano's black hair is styled in what is called “The King’s Mane”. He has hair on the back and sides of his head, similar to when a man goes bald, and a long, solid Mohawk running the length of his head. Every time a new heir is needed, the gods bless a child with this hairstyle, and he shall be crowned the next count of Windermere (the country he lives in). Since he was born with this hairstyle, he doesn’t need to style it or anything.

Facial Hair: Dalo fashions neatly trimmed pointed sideburns and a full goatee. The thick hairs on his chin point outwards.

Eyes: Dalo’s eyes are a piercing teal.

Weight: 152 pounds.

Height: 6'4"

Ship: Dalo Morano captains his own ship. It’s called The Noob Sailboat. The Noob Sailboat is a very prestigious boat passed down through royalty. It’s a large galleon painted an extremely bright white, and it’s laced with ivory and gold. Its crew keeps it extremely clean. It can also sail through molten, liquid lava. It's armed with a magical flame turret on each side. These are cannon-like magical weapons that generate fire up to twenty feet. Devastating naval weapons, but sadly short-ranged. They will be referred to as "the port turret" and "the starboard turret".

Weapon: Dalo Morano, being the rich heir he is, wields a long, ornate fencing sword with no magical properties whatsoever. It has a very decorative basket hilt that's riddled with myriad jewels and stones and a silver blade. The edges of the blade are leafed in gold. The scabbard for his rapier is specially designed with a coarse material that sharpens his epee every time he sheathes or draws it, so it stays razor sharp. Dalo’s sword is capable of deflecting some projectiles when swung fast enough due to the metal it’s composed of. He also carries around a very ornate glass dagger. He has never been known to use it in combat, but he does use it for threatening others.

Armor: Dalo wears a large array of light armor. First of all, his suit is underlined with thick wool clothing to keep him warm and absorb shock. On top of the wool is a full "King's Mail" jumpsuit. He wears a vest of very tough white leather called the Captain's Doublet. He wears similar gauntlets and shin pads. He wears loose linen pants underlined with leather to cover his legs, and he has them neatly tucked into his royal boots. He has bear pelts covering his upper arms and a bronze shoulder pad on his right arm. Dalo's specialized armor is perfect for good protection, while it still allows full mobility. There’s a steel plate on the palm of his left hand that he uses for blocking attacks.

Strengths: Dalo’s biggest assets are his speed and his wealth. He is incredibly fleet of foot and his sword’s speed is unmatched. He is very agile and can maneuver very well. Being the heir to the throne, Dalo Morano is a very wealthy man. He has so much money, that buying expensive goods is never a problem, so he actually bought iTV. He’s a suave smooth-talker who can usually talk or buy himself out of a situation. He is also fairly skilled in the arts of magic and boxing. All Deep Elves have a natural resistance to heat and fire attacks.

Weaknesses: Muscularly, Dalo is pretty weak. He’s not that strong and has little muscle mass, hence the small amount of weight for his vast height. Dalo thinks there’s nothing that he can’t handle. He’s faced a lot of tough stuff, but he can sometimes get way too cocky, which gets him into big trouble sometimes. He’s also an alcoholic, and sometimes fights drunk or hung over, which is never a good thing. He never goes anywhere without his trusty flask of liquor. Days with little or no clouds pay a brutal toll on his magical skill (see the next section).

Skills/Magic: First off, Dalo Morano’s magic works like this: he has four magical stones, called Weykland stones, on his body. Two of them are located on the backs of his hands and two are hanging on two nipple rings. The ones on his hands are for casting and gathering energy and the ones on his nipples are for storing it. He pulls energy from electricity and stores it in the Weykland stones. His main source of Weykland energy is the static electricity found in clouds, but he can absorb lightning bolts and lightning-based attacks. Eating foods rich in Vitamin A also power the stones. The longer the energy stored in the stones, the less powerful it becomes. This energy is used up when a spell is cast (duh). Dalo’s spells are as follows:

Slide: Dalo reduces the friction between him and the ground radically, so he’s free to slide around and perform really quick dash attacks. He can also do this for someone else, causing them to slip. This spell takes up little energy when it’s used on him, but it takes up lots of energy when used to trip someone else.

Speed: This spell enables Dalo to run extremely fast at little cost of his own fatigue. However, it steadily drains his magical energy.

Ortius Ball: For this spell, Dalo throws a golfball-sized projectile that creates a strong gravitational explosion, five meters in radius, when it comes into contact with an object. The balls fizzle out after they have traveled about twenty feet. They cost a hefty amount of energy to release. Dalo summons one on his fingertips and throws it submarine-style with his index and middle fingers.

Restore: Dalo’s hand glows with a bright blue light, and he rubs it on an open wound, thus healing it. The amount of energy it takes up once again depends on the magnitude of the wound.

Dalo Punch: Dalo charges lots of Weykland power in his right hand, draws it back, and then unleashes a deadly, lightning-infused punch that sends opponents flying. This uses up a lot of energy, and it is very slow. Also, Dalo needs to yell the words “Dalo Punch” as he performs this attack, so using it unnoticed or without attracting attention is almost impossible.

Molotov cocktail: This isn’t really a spell, but he does use this attack often. Dalo ignites a bottle of alcohol and throws it, creating an incendiary explosive effect. This only works with clay or glass bottles. Sometimes Dalo makes a Molotov cocktail inside a metal flask by mistake. Not only does this render his weapon useless, but it makes him put a perfectly good drink to waste.

Appearance: Dalo, compared to his comrades, is a very tall, gaunt man. He is extremely thin and bony. His pointed chin and pronounced cheekbones make his face look like that of a skull’s rather than an actual person. His armor is riddled with precious jewels and stones, along with many amulets, bracelets and rings. He commonly wears these inside his armor.



Please take note that I suck at drawing. Dalo Morano actually does have eyes and legs, but I just didn’t want to ruin a great picture. Plus, he never uses a shield. I just forgot to erase it.

Personality: Dalo Morano is, simply put, a deranged spoiled brat. From an early age he has been able to get whatever he wants, whenever he wants without lifting a finger. He is also extremely messed up in the head. I would tell you some of the things he does, but I don’t want to spoil it. Read the bio. Dalo Morano is very short-tempered and angry when he’s sober, and even more so when he’s hung over. Actually, his motor skills and maneuverability are actually improved when he’s drunk. Also, Dalo Morano is the farthest thing you will ever see from a drama queen. He is highly apathetic, and has absolutely no feelings for other people. You know Dr. Cox from Scrubs?

Biography:

I grew up on a farm. Well, I didn’t really grow up there. My mother died giving birth to me and my dad died of grief. God, they really needed to grow a pair. My brother raised me until I was six. After that, the Sentries found me. They sat me down and crowned me the heir to the Windermere throne. It had something to do with my weird hair. My brother didn’t want them to take me away, so he tried to fight them off. What a loser. He grabbed dad’s old broadsword and tried to fight off the Royal Sentries. I swear, that was the absolute worst fight I have ever seen in my life. The five hundred pound, iron-clad Sentries knocked him down before you could say “debacle.”

I was brought to my new home in Suffergate City, the capital of Windermere with my pet Air Shark. I lived in the castle with my new father, Count Jason Duarte. It was scary how much he looked like me. He had the exact same hair, eyes, face, everything! He told me I had to learn how to defend myself, so I started fencing lessons my first day there. I was also taught manners and etiquette. Five years later, I started magical training. I hated my magical instructor. His name was Ortius Blivio. That filthy human taught me some great magic, but he hated me, and my race. He said we were a blight upon Middlewatch, and he was only teaching me because I was paying him.

I thought I was doing pretty on my final day of training, eight years later. However, during my final test, a magical projectile he taught me, the Ortius Ball, skimmed the left side of his face. It carved a disgusting scar across the length of his head, destroyed his left eye and tore off his ear. It took out some of his thin, silver hair, too.

So now I’m in a little bit of a predicament. I messed up this old bag’s face and now he’s onto me. After the incident, he returned home to Beaconsfield, the land of the humans. Ever since then, assassins have been after me. There have been too many attempts on my life to count. I’ve never left a Royal Sentry’s supervision ever since I graduated from magic class. I was very surprised he passed me. I then started to develop some magical moves on my own, such as the slide and my punch.

I decided to leave Suffergate City on the royal yacht, the Noob Sailboat. I got together a diverse crew of men, and made sure I had the best janitors, pirates, privateers, cannon operators, sailors, navigators and guards. Only the best and baddest are worthy on my ship. Then, we set sail, chasing Blivio. The assassins still found out ways to get to me. They hid in crates and barrels, and popped out of nowhere. To show the crew I meant business, sliced off the first assassin’s laryngeal prominence and ate it, just to show the crew I meant business. I then shoved some Deep Elven curry pepper into his neck wound and let him choke to death. By the way, our curry powder is serious business. Humans can’t even handle it orally, imagine how much it would hurt anywhere else!

Each assassin got a more brutal death than the last. I’m very glad my janitors are good. If it weren’t for them, all these damn blood stains would sully my beautiful ivory ship! She’s my pride and joy. I hope for this vessel to lead me to my eventual victory against Blivio in Beaconsfield, and I hope for it to help in any misadventures I may run into on my way there.


The biography is less than perfect. I accept any constructive criticism.

Nice Mowhawk! =P Other then that, I'm curious about the ship. (Great refference though. xD) Does it have any armaments? (Guns) If so, please say how powerful they are, etc.

Oh, and the BA has a nice program called "The Dome." Should you wish to improve your writing skills, I highly reccomend taking a look at it, if you feel the need.

I added a coupla flame throwers.

And since this is my first active character, aren't I obligated to go through The Dome?

Originally Posted by Sailboat

I added a coupla flame throwers.

And since this is my first active character, aren't I obligated to go through The Dome?

Everything need fire. =P *Examines even the most minute aspects of the character, just to put on the pressure* Oh, and as for the Dome: If that's what you wish, but start some threads as well, since the dome runs slow at the best of times. =P

Hmm...

*Ponders*


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*Cough*

Ahem...

~*Approved*~

Postwhore and happy emoticon.

Here we go.

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