The Warden

Name: The Warden
Location: Terra Lovecraft
Tier: (2)Global
Affiliation: Hero
Team: Solo



Background

Life is torture Death is bliss,

numbness hunger pain a kiss.

To love is prison, emptiness is release,

Peace brings violence war brings peace.

To tempt is to teach to learn is to sin,

to give is an end, to take begin.

Existence is a cycle,

there is truth to this part,

the heart a beginning Oblivion a start.



That was the song that the Earth sang when The Warden was born,

That son of man and angel who from birth was feared and scorned.

Raised by ancient spirits in the darkness of Eden's Shadow,

For they found his soul pure and they deemed his spirit fallow.

Born five centuries after the virgin birth of gloried fame.

As years went by only few remembered his ancient name.

Yet still he guards Eden's Shadow with a hearty laugh,

Even after it's name was changed to Terra Lovecraft.

Personality

The one who watches, the one that sings,

He watches his charge on feathered wings.

The one who protects, the one that howls

He guards his charge with fangs that prowl.

He laughs and he dances with angelic grace,

He smites trespassers with his grinning face.

With hands that kill and hands that smite,

He guards the dark and guards the light.

He fears no demon, even Death can tell

He fears not heaven and he scoffs at Hell.


The Nephilim's Duality: Radiation Supreme (6)

I am life, I am death; I am he who walks between,

I am shadow I am light I am he who walks unseen.

Breath is morbid miasma, my voice is blessed mist,

Healing flows through my lungs, pain in my wrist.

Nature twist and writhes with my ancient wrath,

It blooms and thrives before my jubilant path.

My presence withers both man and beast heart,

Before my touch the horrid banes of death part.

I am loved and hated by both ogre and wily fox,

For I am the Warden of Lovecraft, natures paradox.


The Call Of The Warden: Beast Tamer, Supreme (12)

We run, we swim, we fly to The Wardens cry,

We bite and sting and rip at those he wants to die.

There is no creature above his call none greater than he,

We who are his eyes watching from river, cave, bush and tree.

We are the soldiers and we are the knights in Terra Lovecraft,

We serve for love and honor fighting for our Warden till our last.

So yes blindly; we run, we swim, we crawl, we dig and fly.

For our Warden we fight, live love. For our Warden we die.


The Call Of The Warden: Polymorph/Ranged, Supreme (20)

Have you heard of wretched beast within the forest?

I have seen them rend our soldiers and cleave our best.

Have you heard of grand monsters within its trees?

I have seen fiends and Furys grow from wasps and bees.

Trees grow limbs and their barks turn into bloody maws,

Lizards twist transform into dragons with horrid claws.

Beware all ye who enter Lovecraft's ancient garden.

Lest you be twisted by the will of its watchful Warden.


He Who Hunts: Teleport, Superior (24)

We've made a mistake and now we are dead,

There is no escape no matter where we head.

Beneath dark earth or into the stormy air,

Wherever we look the Warden is still there.

His laugh his dance and his song surrounds;

We cannot escape his smile we're always found.

Our one and only hope is to escape Terra Lovecraft,

But how we can reach the "Little One" on this path.

He is behind us when we look and in front when we run,

There is no escape I'm afraid our time is finally done.

To all who can hear; never deep into Little Llovecraft be lead,

Lest you enter old Terra Lovecraft for then you will be dead.