User:Olekhaan

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The Cave Demon

Name: Harluun Olekhaan, the Plague Eclipse. (ICly unknown)
Alias: The cave demon, or Goblinbane
Official Status: None.
Age: Unknown save he is an Elder of his race.
Gender: Male.
Race: Black Dragon.
Dragon Measurments: Roughly 8ft tall and 16ft long. 
Dragon Weight: A little over 5,500lbs.
Humaniod Height: Just shy of 4ft.
Humaniod Weight: 55lbs bare.
Eye Color: Sickly green, or illuminated neon green.
Tail Tuff Fur Color: Slate grey.
Class: Practitioner of Dark Magic. (necromancy, blood runes, curses, possession, demon summoning, etc.) 
Clan: None.
Guild(s): None.
Alignment: Neutral Evil.
Origin: Deep within Kregus caves.
Home: Kregus.
Status: Single. He would sooner eat them than marry them.

At a Look

Last offspring of Drar Olekhaan the Dark Eclipse. He inharited his family lines strange slender build, feathered wings and fur tipped tail. Intelligent and watchful green eyes peer down from the lofty position above as a sleek saurian body stretches out behind. There are no scales upon the hide, but tough leathery skin colored coal black with dapples of deep grey running down neck and back to end halfway down the tail. His humanoid shape has a likeness to goblins. A few key features set it apart though. Lacking a stout build instead being skinny with wiry muscle with his dragon tail now in proportion to body size. No hair can be seen on his large head, but eyes and skin color are the same as his saurian shape. The first language he learned was Goblin, but knows Common, Orc, and Drow too. Olekhaan's personality can be described as cruel, cunning, proud, greedy, and that is only if he decides not to eat you!

Fighting Style

Dragon Shape - Prefers to fight ranged with magic or elemental breath going undetected.

  • Acidic Mist - Released the acid from his maw in a fine rolling mist. Irritates skin and burns eyes and throat if inhaled. No long term damage unless under long exposure. Rarely deadly. Used mostly to distract and can be used multipule times.
  • Acid Rain - Small droplets are sprayed from his maw and potmarks anything it lands on. Only mild risk of fatality. Used mostly to maim and can be used multipule time though not as much as Acid Mist.
  • Acid River - A flow of concentrated acid from his maw and continually eats away at anything it touches until it is used up (takes a long time). Highly fatal and used to kill or cause fatal injuries. Can only be used once over a long period of time.

Humaniod Shape - Tends to alternate between close and ranged, but undetected if possible.

  • Hand to Hand - Very skilled, dirty style. Will bite, gnash, rack, gouge, kick and well you get the idea. Anything that will give him an advantage, he'll take it.
  • Short Sword - Decent skill, though dirty style.
  • Bow/Crossbow - Decent shot when there is time for a set up.
  • Staff - Best weapon other than his hands, feet and teeth.
  • Others - Has skills with other weapons though they vary.


Servents & Companions

  • The Swarm is made up of 25 undead crows. Used for various tasks.
  • Whisp is a lesser imp. Servant who takes on tasks too complex for the crows.
  • The Shadow Pack is made of 5 lower hellhounds. Used for many nefarious tasks.


Note Worthy Items

  • Dragon Tooth Sabre - Only in possession when in humaniod shape. It is one of his natural shapes fore fangs that detatches in the shift change.


Time Before the Great Sleep

'The Worlds End' as told to Olekhaan by his mother. (Darkness by Lord Byron)

I had a dream, which was not all a dream.

The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars

Did wander darkling in the eternal space,

Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth

Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;

Morn came, and went and came, and brought no day,

And men forgot their passions in the dread

Of this desolation; and all hearts

Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light:

And they did live by watchfires - and the thrones,

The palaces of crowned kings, the huts,

The habitations of all things which dwell,

Were burnt for beacons; cities were consumed,

And men were gathered round their blazing homes

To look once more into each other's face;

Happy were those who dwelt within the eye

Of the volcanos, and their mountain-torch:

A fearful hope was all the world contain'd;

Forest were set on fire but hour by hour

They fell and faded and the crackling trunks

Extinguish'd with a crash and all was black.

The brows of men by the despairing light

Wore an unearthly aspect, as by fits

The flashes fell upon them; some lay down

And hid their eyes and wept; and some did rest

Their chins upon their clenched hands, and smiled;

And others hurried to and fro, and fed

Their funeral piles with fuel, and looked up

With mad disquietude on the dull sky,

The pall of a past world; and then again

With curses cast them down upon the dust,

And gnash'd their teeth and howl'd: the wild birds shriek'd,

And, terrified, did flutter on the ground,

And flap their useless wings; the wildest brutes

Came tame and tremolous; and vipers crawl'd

And twined themselves among the multitude,

Hissing, but stingless, they were slain for food:

And War, which for a moment was no more,

Did glut himself again; a meal was bought

With blood, and each sate sullenly apart

Gorging himself in gloom: no love was left;

All earth was but one thought and that was death,

Immediate and inglorious; and the pang

Of famine fed upon all entrails men

Died, and their bones were tombless as their flesh;

The meagre by the meagre were devoured,

Even dogs assail'd their masters, all save one,

And he was faithful to a corpse, and kept

The birds and beasts and famish'd men at bay,

Till hunger clung them, or the dropping dead

Lured their lank jaws; himself sought out no food,

But with a piteous and perpetual moan

And a quick desolate cry, licking the hand

Which answered not with a caress, he died.

The crowd was famish'd by degrees; but two

Of an enormous city did survive, And they were enemies;

They met beside

The dying embers of an altar-place

Where had been heap'd a mass of holy things

For an unholy usage; they raked up,

And shivering scraped with their cold skeleton hands

The feeble ashes, and their feeble breath

Blew for a little life, and made a flame

Wich was a mockery; then they lifted up

Their eyes as it grew lighter, and

Each other's aspects. saw, and shriek'd, and died, beheld

Even of their mutual hideousness they died,

Unknowing who he was upon whose brow

Famine had written Fiend. The world was void,

The populous and the powerful was a lump,

Seasonless, herbless, treeless, manless, lifeless,

A lump of death, a chaos of hard clay.

The rivers, lakes, and ocean stood still,

And nothing stirred within their silent depths;

Ships sailorless lay rotting on the sea,

And their masts fell down piecemeal; as they dropp'd

They slept on the abyss without a surge

The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,

The moon their mistress had expired before;

The winds were withered in the stagnant air,

And the clouds perish'd; Darkness had no need

Of aid from them. She was the universe.


My first memories are of total darkness. Not that of night where nocturnal beasts can peer through. No this was so complete that not even the Drows gifted sight could pierce its depths. It was warm, but I feel nothing else nor can I smell anything. Hunger and thirst was yet unknown to me then, though I learned its hold over all living things in time. Faintly, I can hear something. At first it was just senseless noise, but after an unmeasured time the sounds become clear and their meanings gained. The voice was deep and ashy with a cruel undertone. Haarlaan Olekhaan was whispered endlessly at times and so I became the Plague Eclipse. During this unmeasured time I learned much until it suddenly stopped. Once more my world grew quiet and my mind expanded to new heights.

Pain came and it was disquieting, yet pleasing in a fashion. It did not pass though and only grew until I began to think it endless. A restlessness set in and I began to thrashed in the obsidian void, coming against a barrier. Because I remembered the whispered words of my mother I knew it could not hold against me. Suddenly, the casing broke and I spilled out into the World. The pain came with me. I am all at once assaulted with Smell, that of decay and death, and saliva flows over tongue and needle teeth. The source was found out quick and I gorge until the pain ceases and gorge until my physical self can hold not a scrap more. A different darkness, one of the mind, comes and Sleep I know for the first time.

I wake to a shadow grey world of cold stone and damp air. There was a pond not far away which I hear a trickle of water descend to. I Drink from cool waters for the first time. And so it continues for some time until the mound of roting flesh is no more and only large bones remain. The pain of hunger visits soon enough again until I am forced to wonder to satisfy the demanding master of the body. Small things I catch and much I learn of the maze of my dwelling, often changing shape to fit in the smaller areas, and so it passes for a great time.

A sound wakes my pleasant slumber. A shuffling sound mixed with faint whispers, but these are not the same from long ago. They grow near enough that I smell them now and hunger rises again. I Attack for the first time and though victory is mine, it was nothing like catching the smaller things. These shot sharp claws that bleed my body and hard cold teeth that bite deep. I finish the meal and lick my aches to fall back asleep.

More frequent these same foes came, which eventually I heard one call another a Goblin. Traps, tricks, stealth and cunning I put to use until it became easier and easier to take them down and they all but killed each other now, saving me the effort. The passing of time became more pronounced in my mind and most of my free time was spent going over the various things those Goblins I made meals of carried. It was from books I learned much more and of a world sitting a top my own and I grew Curious for the first time.

After a long passage of time and exploring further than before,an exit to the surface was found. The light was bright and hurt my eyes, so I retreated a ways and thought. Before I had time to think up a clever fix to my problem, darkness stole over the surface and I came out. Still the light of the Moon was bright to me and I could see every detail as those who dwell above could during the day. Even better perhaps. On foot I ventured out, learning and hunting to sate the ceaseless demaning appetence of mind and body, though never far until the use and knowledge of my wings were mastered.

I took what I wanted, and when I could not I tricked the holders out of their treasures which I find a great urge to posses. The Goblins grew distracted and wretched in their fear and so they became an easy conquest for Orcs and Ogres, who they feuded with often. The Goblins where made to obey their new masters, many taken away as slaves, but I only cared that now I would not have so easy prey under the surface. Orcs and Ogers where quite larger, stronger and knowledgeable in fighting. They drove me deeper until I could no longer safely return to the surface to hunt. Retreating, I fell into a great sleep where hunger and thirst could not brooch. And so I remained for a countless time until I was suddenly stirred awake once more. Upon the skirt of waking, starvation and dehydration clutched and my only thought was to devour.