A large black sanctuary that stands in the middle of what seems like hell. Volcanons and corrupt lands stray from the outside of it. Inside a large room stands lone as the walls surrounding the area is running with blood. Not to spill on the floor, but to continue running and running. THe blood of the innocent and corrupt fuel the walls. The owner of this sanctuary can easily walk through the walls of blood to get to his throne or any where else he wishes. Though any stranger to toutch the blood will be swallowed and become part of the flowing blood. Some say the one whom owns this sanctuary control a power demon that leeches the life from its victums.

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Owner of this portal- [Sr-Xurik]

Name: tHe_HuNtEr_Of_BlOoD

Weapon(s): Jagged black blade of Flame
and a bastard sword on each hip.

Pet(s): Tribe of Half-Breed Humans who have an undying lust for the Crimson liquid that flows through us all.

Powers(If any): Ability to contol the minds of my tribe, and the Black magic of living longer for the constant sacrifice of other's blood. Elven Healing Magic.

Weapon Powers (if any): Can emit flames, absorbs the blood of those slain by it. Can realase the blood as pure energy blasts

Blood Stream (Vampire, human, half demon, etc.): Half Demon and Half Elf(for the intelligence and magic capabilities).


Where you hail from (if any): Meh...

Loner or neutral: Seem to be very close to tribe but remains alone in mind

Attire:A long black trench coat. Underneath the warrior wears a black set of armor (chain mail). This Warriors weapons are stealthed at both sides of his hips. Only the buts of the swords stick out slightly as he walks. The man stands tall and mysterious, only to withdew the mind of his enemys.