Oh look! I managed to pry myself away from Skyrim for a moment to get this finished x'D
Tried a few new things with lighting and shading, plus I wanted to try and practice my fire while I was at it xD What do you think o3o?
Anyways, remember Stephen from my Christmas pic? *too lazy to link* Well, this is him :dummy:
Name: Stephen Tenebrae Age: 1625 years old (looks 25) Height: 6' 5" Weight: 210 lbs Species: Hellhound Likes: There's not much that he DOES like. Though he does enjoy fighting, death, raw eggs, the heat, and, because of recent events, he's taken a shine to D.W. (ask D3) Dislikes: The cold, cooked eggs, being out in the open for long periods of time, being around others for extended periods/at all, and being controlled. Powers: Total control over hellfire and an excellent physical fighter. Weapon: A living machete dubbed "Megyddo" with a metal extendable handle. Stephen's able to heat it up while retaining it's shape. Living form is that of a black winged unicorn with a jagged broken horn. *WARHORSE, goddammit ]:U!* Brief Bio: When he died at that age of 25, Stephen was sent to hell for crimes unknown, the only reminder of them being the painful scars that he carries on his back. For the next 1600 years, he served as a torturer, easily rising in the ranks until he was at the top. Despite his work (which he really didn't mind at all), he lived contently in the bowels of hell, training whenever he wasn't doing his duties. But as time went on, it became clear to the higher ups that the time he spent training could be put to better use. When he refused to spend his own time doing their dirty work, he was subject to a painful beating with a sacred type of whip, resulting in the scars getting even deeper, some to the point where they constantly bleed. Somehow, he managed to break free (but not without a near death battle with that hell's Satan) and has been on the run ever since, refusing to get close to anyone.
