OCs & DnD Characters

Hadeon Fury - Paladin Oath of Destruction

Physical Description

Hadeon Fury is a healthy Furyan male, 2.00m (6.57ft), 90.75kg (200lbs), he is currently 40 years old. Light grey, nearly white, hair, grey eyes and his skin is white. He wears a medium metal armor, he carries with him a great sword and a pendant from his childhood.

Personality

Hadeon is a brave, courageous, with no filter and extremely straightforward. He hates quite literally everyone, deities included, except his beloved saviour Thanna, Goddess of Destruction. He shows never swears loyalty to no one as the only one worthy of such is his deity. He doesn't necessarily doubt those around them but he doesn't deposit any trust in them either, he will leave them behind or to die if needed and therefore he feels like he has no reason to care for his allies' feelings. Hadeon cares even less for the feelings of his enemies and will crush them given the chance. When it comes to strangers he just like for his allies he has no trust in them, however, his patience for them will be even less than the, already, non-existent patience he has for his allies. When talking to others he'll often be seen as rude, not that he gives a damn but he'd be seen as such due to being so straightforward and without a filter. Hadeon has no problem in lying, deceiving and tricking others to his own or his goddess' advantage.

Early Years

Hadeon never knew his parents and he was, for as long as he can remember, living in a orphanage. He never had much empathy and neither was his face or expression the most friendly so when the other kids would get adopted he didn't but not everything was bad. Overseeing the orphanage there were sisters, of a religion he either doesn't remember or doesn't care to remember, amongst these sisters there was one in specific who took a liking to Hadeon and would share with him a near mother - son relationship and despite not admitting he saw her as a mother figure and was probably the most important figure in his life. 

Time went by he grew older, and he would come to understand some injustices of the adult world. The orphanage in which he lived was in a precarious location and many dangers would threaten them but they didn't, Hadeon came to understand that the reason of why the location being dangerous would be a guild, an evil guild, who cared for nothing and no one except themselves, and they were "protecting" the orphanage for as long as they were payed. But money isn't infinite and a orphanage ran by sisters of faith would only be able to have any sort of monetary power for so long and little by little the money became scarcer, and scarcer until no protection or food could be bought. But that wasn't something the Evil Guild cared for.

Goddess' Chosen

When the money was no longer enough to pay for their so called "protection" the Evil Guild decided to show everyone, the sisters and the kids in the orphanage, the dangers so called dangers that they were protecting them from. One night, they surrounded the orphanage, demanding immediate payment or they would suffer the consequences, with no money and no valuables to pay their safety there was nothing the sisters could do. Without a care, or any hint of mercy with their shortbows, longbows and crossbows with arrows on fire, they fired against the sisters and the orphanage at first it seemed like the sisters had barely dodge death but that wasn't the case, one sister didn't survive, fate was cruel but Hadeon would soon be crueller. Noticing the only person who he cared for, the person to whom he would call mother, was down, lying dead on the floor he slowly approached her, kneeling by her side crying all while the guild members who attacked laughed and mocked the kid who had just lost the only person that mattered to him. But he wouldn't cry for long, feeling almost a calming hand and a divine energy soothing his pain he cleaned his tears, as the temperature around him rose, a tattoo would start engraving on his back a symbol to chaos, destruction. The temperature kept rising and soon his clothes had transformed into some kind of devilish shape and his body nearly on fire, as the skin and flesh on his skull disappeared and his skulled transformed into a two horned skull he smiled, the first time he did so, looking up to the sky he reached for it with his hand with the only words escaping being "Thanna.. Your will is mine..".. Looking back to the guild members, that were no longer laughing or mocking him, he started walking towards speaking the last words they'd ever hear, "Start asking for forgiveness because when I'm done with you I won't have just destroyed your body and mind.. I WILL TAKE YOUR SOUL, and if by misfortune my Lady Thassa is waiting for you in the afterlife" *he chuckled* "Not even your soul will be at peace..". 

Later Years

The subsequent years were spent with Hadeon training his body and mind, praying, serving and following his Goddess' will. With a mark on his back, a gift from the Goddess, a reminder of his connection, love and devotion to Thanna, there was nothing he wouldn't have done for her and precisely that was what he did, everything for her, growing attached more and more to his goddess he couldn't help but have fallen for her. Despite being a minor goddess, a goddess few knew of, his offering to her became different of the offers others would give her. Black Baccara a dark red, Bordeaux, rose would be his offering along side his prayers.

Present Day

Years passed, but his devotion and love only grew larger. Seeking and Destroying is his mission and he will not fail.

The End