I can't remember the year, for it was so long ago, but I do remember the joy. We were a great little city, there were a few of every species, kougras, lutaris, tonus, acaras, the lot. We lived in Moltara, before it was discovered of course. We called ourselves the fire keepers. It was we that kept Neopia warm in the dead of winter, long before electric heating came to play. No one knew we existed, but we did, and we did our jobs happily. When one of the Moltarans discovered electricity, he felt he could keep it to himself no longer, he had to go above and share his wondrous invention. It was not long after that there was no outlet for the lava, the dam overflowed, and we were all turned to stone, burning stone. How many years out statues selves stayed there I will never know, but it was terrible, unable to move in a burning stone body for hundreds of years.



There came a time I could bear it no longer, I tried to move, to scream, to break free, but I could not penetrate my imprisoned body. For days I fought in vain, screaming inside my head, unheard by anyone. Or so I thought, though I could not feel, nor see through stone eyes, I could hear; and what I heard sent such a shudder though me I felt myself crack. it was the most horrendous laugh I had every heard. "I have a proposition for you" said the voice. "You tend to the fires of the underworld for the rest of your miserable existence and I will turn you out of stone". I fidgeted miserably, i could not die being made of stone, yet I could not move. If i were to live forever anyways would it not be better to have at least that freedom? Though it went against all I was taught as a pup, I accepted the proposition. "You chose wisely" said the voice, "now follow me".

Almost instantly I felt my flesh return, I sreamed with terror, pain and joy. I almost felt like a pup again. It had been so long since I'd been able to stetch, to move, to breath. But my frolic was cut short, though it was dim the light burnt my eyes, I whined and looked up. Before me, there they were. The Demons of the Underworld. The biggest of them flashed a show of the largest canines I had ever seen. "Come with us". I followed them slowly as they slipped into a crevice, immediately after I'd entered the wall closed be hind me. There was no going back now.

It has been hundreds of years since Jairku freed me of my stoney prison. And I remain a loyal servant and confidant to this day. I have done my work well and it won the trust of my captors.

Kixspar's story is a work in progress. Please check back soon for updates!

Statistics




Alias: Spar
Birth name: Mikael Kixspar
Age: Immortal
Gender: Male
Other: Dire-wolf type anatomy

Personality: Kixspar is a tolerant, and respectful sort of fellow. He is extremely patient, though has his limits. He is respectful of those around him and does his best to keep a peaceful atmosphere. Though his size and strength make him look like a phenomenal fighter, Kixspar prefers to keep off the battle field. His is especially good with solving arguments and keeping Jairku from ripping stubborn recruits to shreds. He is very persuasive and it doesn't take him too long to change someone's mind.

Interactions: Being in the underworld doesn't give much time for social interactions but when Kixspar does interact with others he comes off as a strong silent type of very few words. He thinks twice before speaking and is respectful of both those in higher and lower rank than he, though his tolerance is limited with members of lower ranks. He was once social, but being in proximity with the demon world has made him solitary and stand-offish. His loyalty lies at the feet of the one who rescued him and he takes orders from no one else. Though you'd think he has a heart of stone, there's a softness behind his eyes that one can't miss if they search for it.






Kixspar's design is based off the anatomy of the dire wolf. His is superior in size to most of the wolves he comes across, including Jairku. He has a large powerful chest and thick and scuffy neck that is impossible to penetrate unless you have the fangs of a sabertooth tiger. His legs appear short compared to his stocky body. He weighs around 180lbs, almost 100 lbs more than the average grey wolf.



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Fiction Kingdom - Demon Hunter

Dig yourself a shallow grave
Your life is not the legacy of honor you would dig six feet for
Broken is the way you came
And broken is the way that you will leave when everything is paid for
Make another hollow claim
A fable of regurgitated nothing we could tear wide open
False in every possible way

Now you bleed for the lord of hate that you stole from the pages of truth
And separate the product from its own account, to a birth of inferior view

Black reign is all in dream
Your truth is absolution's end

Dead is the way you stake your life on
The oblivious belief
What a waste to sell your spirit for

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