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[x] Introduction
[x] History
[x] Information
[x] Desires and Loathes
[x] Blood
[x] Comrades
[x] Revenge
[x] Art Gallery
[x] Self Portraits
[x] Awards
[x] Departure
[x] Link Back
Introduction
Among the many travels you have made throughout the vast world of neopia, you stumble upon a deserted-looking temple. Magnificent marble columns hold the now pitiful structure up, but seem as though it won't hold much longer. Cracks run up and down the walls of the forgotten temple. Everything about this structure looks ancient, even the smell of it reeks of it's old glory days. Being curious, you step upon the dusty marble steps and enter the building. Inside the temple contains many lavishly decorated items, items fit for a king. Magnificent marble statues of the ancient Greek Gods hide within the corners of the room, their eyes piercing the soul of any who dared to look into their stony gaze. Suddenly, you're interrupted by the sounds of what seems to be hoofs stepping upon the forgotten marble floor. Fear grips at your throat, causing you to not make a sound. The foot steps grow louder until they seem right behind you. The smell of the creature, a type of ancient smell, floats about you as you cautiously inhale deep breaths. Slowly you turn around to face what you have awakened, and are badly shaken by what you see. The beast seemed to be part man, part bull, the head of a bull, and the body of a man. However, it's muscular legs were somewhat... strange, a mix of man and bull. As you dared to look into his eyes, you are met by a unforgiving icy blue gaze. Shivering, you look away, as the beast continues to glare and hover over you, his magnificence drowning you in a pool of shadows. Though, as you turn your gaze away, you noticed that this beast was missing an arm, and also had many deep and ugly scars across his body. But, before you had time to ponder how he got these deformities, he spoke.
Who are you to enter the Temple of the Forgotten Gods? Have you no shame?" he grunted as his deep and wise sounding voice echoed within the marble walls.
You reply "I am just a traveler, and my curiousity and love of travel has taken me here. I do not mean any harm."
He snorted, and slowly raised his axe, which you now notice, over his shoulder and rested it there. "I do not care what you are, or what led you here, I just want you out! I saw how you looked upon me, disgusted by what you see, but what do I expect from an ignorant mortal?"
You gulp, and wisely answer "Might I ask how you came to be here?"
His brow raised and his nose wrinkled, and a evil laugh escaped his snout "You wish to learn the fate of the ones who reside here? Hah! I will tell you, but I warn thee that not everything are fairy tales..."
[Now it begins...]
History
Coming soon
Information
Statistics
Name: Daedmyr
Pronounciation: "Day-ed-meer"
Age: Minotaur(32)/Human(232)
Birth date: Unknown
Height: 6 ft 10 in. (rather short for minotaurs)
Weight: 487 lbs. (lots of muscle.)
Eye Color: Light Blue
Skin Color: Grey/White (unusual for minotaurs)
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Deformities: Missing right arm, limp, short in stature, unusual skin color, tusks.
Family: None since the exile
Heart's Desire: None, and perhaps never will be.
Offspring: None, it is forbidden when in exile.
Desires and Loathes
Coming Soon.
Blood
I haven't had blood relatives for years... ever since my exile from my clan. Though, if I were to return just to see my blood relatives, I would surely be killed. But, I do have a "family", if that's what you want to call it...
Ariston
Ariston is considered to be the most cursed of us all, and I pity him. The knowledge of his fate will ultimately destroy him, for he does not know that he can change it with a strong will. He may be strong in physical strength, but I believe that his mentality is rather weak. I warn thee, however, for you do not want to cross him. He will wreack havoc upon your existance if you anger him. The results of such are devastating, he even took it to the extreme of murdering an innocent soul in the blind adrenaline of his fury...
Phedora
Phedora is a kind-hearted soul who does not deserve to have this curse be placed upon her. Though the curse upon her is mild compared to Ariston's, it still saddens me to see her everyday go through the suffering and become weaker with each and every passing day. It might seem hard to believe that she is the sister of Ariston, who is an exact opposite as her, but for some reason it does not surprise me. I suppose I see the same... unstable mentality within her as well....
Melania
Melania, the caretaker of us cursed creatures of the Temple of the Forgotten Gods. I don't believe she realizes what trouble she's getting into as she provides us with provisions and warmth within the temple, for the Forgotten Gods might realize that she is breaking the sacred law of the Temple. No mortal is to touch it's ground. However, it seems that the God's power is growing weaker than it was before, and that might prove to be the only reason why she hasn't been struck down by the Gods themselves.
Comrades
A beast such as myself having comrades? Don't be ridiculous. I was marked as a traitor ever since I was young... and all for a mistaken idenity. Though, it would be beneificial to know that someone will guard my back when I cannot myself...
Revenge
My list of those who I wish to seek revenge on is far too long...
Art Gallery
Ah, so these are some adoptables and costums that Melania has collected of me to put in the Temple's Art Gallery. I thank all who have taken the time to create these works of art.
Self-Portraits
Of course, these were all done by my caretaker, Melania. However, if I see that any pieces of her artwork is stolen, I will hunt you down myself with my newly sharpened axe...
Well, I entered the contest on April 14, 2006 and appearently I won a gold trophy for it. Seems that people are starting to not be afraid of what they see, but appreciate it's unique characteristics...
This portrait is rather old, and was once entered in the BC. I won second place for the artwork, though I do not know why Melania always wants to enter me in the BC... I think it's rather ridiculous considering what I am.
Departure
Daedmyr, knowing that now you know more of his tale and ill fate, snorts at you and glares. "Off with you, human. You have heard my tale, isn't that enough for you? Are you just standing there to stare at me like some befuddled oaf? Has my story shocked you so much that you cannot move your frozen limbs?"
You shake your head slowly, but dare not look at his piercing eyes.
Daedmyr snorts again and waves his axe from side to side, and says "Then leave this place, you weren't welcomed in the first place! Leave before the Gods themselves strike you down with their wrath of many years!"
With that, you quickly dart out of the forgotten temple, but just as you reach a safe distance away from it, you look back and wonder...
Awards Won...
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