Post by Spartan of Fire on Dec 7, 2013 13:17:29 GMT -6
Full Name: Ο Σπαρτιάτης του πυρός “The Spartan of Fire”
Nickname: Fire Warrior
Age: Over 2,000 Years old
Height: 5’7”
Weight: ??
Gender: Male
Eye color: Fire
Hair: Fire
If you wish to give this former human warrior a title, feel free to refer to him “The Spartan of Fire,” o simply the Fire Warrior. Neither he nor history remembers his real name, for all records of his life have been burned, erased, or lost with time. During life, this man was a true warrior, a Spartan hoplite, an elite fighter of the Classical Greek world. Part of the Spartan army, he faced the Persians, protected his polis with honour, and defeated many enemies, earning him a high ranking in the army and much praise from his fellow warriors.
After the Greco-Persian war, there was a reasonable time of peace with the building of Athenian supremacy, and it was during this period if the 5th C. BCE that this Spartan found himself in trouble. It was well known that the Gods and Goddesses of Olympus could and did walk amongst mortals, bestowing their favour where they would, or causing havoc, and it was the divine who changed this Spartan’s existence. Spartan men, like many Greeks of the age, did not marry until their thirties and this Spartan citizen had yet to marry, that much has been gained from what little is known about him. Throughout a man’s life he is subjected to flesh, male and female, as was the norm, but there was one woman whom this hoplite never should have touched. She was everything a man could desire: tall, beyond beautiful, and whose chiton barely covered her healthy and fertile body. She was alone, walking the moonless night, and the Spartan, overcome with lust, pursued her. Forcing her into an empty stable, he proceeded to rape her and satisfy his lust, ignoring her suspiciously smug smile. After he was done, he left, believing that she would never tell a mortal soul what had happened. Truth was, she didn’t for she was no mortal. Little did the Spartan know, the woman he had raped was none other than Aphrodite, Goddess of Love and Beauty.
The goddess, though enamored with the handsome human, was disgusted at the manner he had taken her, in a filthy stable no less. Feigning tears, she went to her husband, Hephaestus, God of Fire, and retold the awful human who had violently raped her. Enraged that a mortal had dared to violate his wife, the god did the only thing that he could think of, he stormed to earth to find the mortal and in his fury set the Spartan aflame with Olympic fire, flames that cannot be extinguished, a curse of the god. While Hephaestus did this, Aphrodite had also gone to her lover, Ares, God of War and Bloodlust, who in his raged approached the burning mortal and cursed him with the lust for battle, to burn as hot as the flames that consumed him and as the passion he had felt when he had raped the goddess.
Condemned to burn forever along with the urge to kill, to destroy and defeat all or any that got in his way, the Spartan ceased to be mortal and became more a cursed demon. Feeling slight pity, Aphrodite easily convinced her husband to lock the Spartan away, to protect Greeks. Thus, the warrior was imprisoned in a special Amphora, designed by Hephaestus; time and fireproof that could never to be opened by the hand of man. Separated forever from humans and Gods alike, forced to endure eternity of loneliness being burned alive but never dying, a fitting punishment.
Two millennia later, this Amphora had, through the hands of grave robbers, black marketers, and underground art sales, had come to be sold to the rich Baudeau Family of the American south. It came to rest in the attic of the Manor, forgotten by the generations of family that had purchased it. The Spartan of Fire had settled into a somewhat dormant state, unknowing and uncaring of the time that had passed it by. He was dormant until that faithful day when evil had taken over the Manor and awoke him from his slumber. He stirred in the power he could feel in the atmosphere surrounding his prison, and he wanted out. The evil seeped into the amphora and aroused his bloodlust even more. Finally, the Master of the Manor was able to make a deal with the warrior: to obey the Master in exchange for the chance to satisfy his eternal need for violence and blood, a willing concession on his part. After all, the Spartan, being a former hoplite, was obedient to command and loyal to power.
Once released from his prison, the Fire Warrior took his Amphora and set it up in a special room, as directed by his Master, to await his victims. Being told of the plan, and of the guests within the Manor, he did as was told. Waiting patiently, he knew it would not be long until he would taste the sweet fruit of battle again. But unknown to him, the Amphora was also his weakness as well as the prison from which he was still tied to. Replacing the lid the Amphora is the only way to defeat the Spartan of Fire, for he will be instantly imprisoned once more: a mortal’s hand cannot open the jar, but it can close it but… are the nations human? Good luck to hose who try however, for the Spartan wields a spear, a shield, and there is of course the fact that he’s on fire.
Nickname: Fire Warrior
Age: Over 2,000 Years old
Height: 5’7”
Weight: ??
Gender: Male
Eye color: Fire
Hair: Fire
If you wish to give this former human warrior a title, feel free to refer to him “The Spartan of Fire,” o simply the Fire Warrior. Neither he nor history remembers his real name, for all records of his life have been burned, erased, or lost with time. During life, this man was a true warrior, a Spartan hoplite, an elite fighter of the Classical Greek world. Part of the Spartan army, he faced the Persians, protected his polis with honour, and defeated many enemies, earning him a high ranking in the army and much praise from his fellow warriors.
After the Greco-Persian war, there was a reasonable time of peace with the building of Athenian supremacy, and it was during this period if the 5th C. BCE that this Spartan found himself in trouble. It was well known that the Gods and Goddesses of Olympus could and did walk amongst mortals, bestowing their favour where they would, or causing havoc, and it was the divine who changed this Spartan’s existence. Spartan men, like many Greeks of the age, did not marry until their thirties and this Spartan citizen had yet to marry, that much has been gained from what little is known about him. Throughout a man’s life he is subjected to flesh, male and female, as was the norm, but there was one woman whom this hoplite never should have touched. She was everything a man could desire: tall, beyond beautiful, and whose chiton barely covered her healthy and fertile body. She was alone, walking the moonless night, and the Spartan, overcome with lust, pursued her. Forcing her into an empty stable, he proceeded to rape her and satisfy his lust, ignoring her suspiciously smug smile. After he was done, he left, believing that she would never tell a mortal soul what had happened. Truth was, she didn’t for she was no mortal. Little did the Spartan know, the woman he had raped was none other than Aphrodite, Goddess of Love and Beauty.
The goddess, though enamored with the handsome human, was disgusted at the manner he had taken her, in a filthy stable no less. Feigning tears, she went to her husband, Hephaestus, God of Fire, and retold the awful human who had violently raped her. Enraged that a mortal had dared to violate his wife, the god did the only thing that he could think of, he stormed to earth to find the mortal and in his fury set the Spartan aflame with Olympic fire, flames that cannot be extinguished, a curse of the god. While Hephaestus did this, Aphrodite had also gone to her lover, Ares, God of War and Bloodlust, who in his raged approached the burning mortal and cursed him with the lust for battle, to burn as hot as the flames that consumed him and as the passion he had felt when he had raped the goddess.
Condemned to burn forever along with the urge to kill, to destroy and defeat all or any that got in his way, the Spartan ceased to be mortal and became more a cursed demon. Feeling slight pity, Aphrodite easily convinced her husband to lock the Spartan away, to protect Greeks. Thus, the warrior was imprisoned in a special Amphora, designed by Hephaestus; time and fireproof that could never to be opened by the hand of man. Separated forever from humans and Gods alike, forced to endure eternity of loneliness being burned alive but never dying, a fitting punishment.
Two millennia later, this Amphora had, through the hands of grave robbers, black marketers, and underground art sales, had come to be sold to the rich Baudeau Family of the American south. It came to rest in the attic of the Manor, forgotten by the generations of family that had purchased it. The Spartan of Fire had settled into a somewhat dormant state, unknowing and uncaring of the time that had passed it by. He was dormant until that faithful day when evil had taken over the Manor and awoke him from his slumber. He stirred in the power he could feel in the atmosphere surrounding his prison, and he wanted out. The evil seeped into the amphora and aroused his bloodlust even more. Finally, the Master of the Manor was able to make a deal with the warrior: to obey the Master in exchange for the chance to satisfy his eternal need for violence and blood, a willing concession on his part. After all, the Spartan, being a former hoplite, was obedient to command and loyal to power.
Once released from his prison, the Fire Warrior took his Amphora and set it up in a special room, as directed by his Master, to await his victims. Being told of the plan, and of the guests within the Manor, he did as was told. Waiting patiently, he knew it would not be long until he would taste the sweet fruit of battle again. But unknown to him, the Amphora was also his weakness as well as the prison from which he was still tied to. Replacing the lid the Amphora is the only way to defeat the Spartan of Fire, for he will be instantly imprisoned once more: a mortal’s hand cannot open the jar, but it can close it but… are the nations human? Good luck to hose who try however, for the Spartan wields a spear, a shield, and there is of course the fact that he’s on fire.