Frost Grip: Casts a layer of painful and encasing ice on an object or living thing, minus 1 from their rolls and movement. This grows over the object from the point of touch and spreads 1-foot radius per second so long as the touch remains. Does not instantly revert when touch is removed.
Ice: He can create ice on and around his person. He cannot throw ice shards, but the ice extends from his person and is solid.
Presence of Death: Creates an area effect of 1 mile in radius where in the emotion of fear and apprehension are heightened making it unlikely for animals and people to venture far within the area.
He also has one punch dagger that is a large metal crow-skull, his hand goes inside the skull and the beak is sharpened to be the blade. It doubles as a small shield given it is about two and half feet long and about a foot wide. The weapons are freezing to the touch, and energy. They also absorbs heat, conductivity and electricity.
His attire is made up of a cotton black undershirt and pair of black leather pants protected with metal gunmetal studs along the legs. He has black worn leather calf high boots decorated with thin tarnished silver chain wrapped around them crossing at the front over the shins and holding metal crow-skull shin guards on them.
The second layer is a scale mail sleeveless turtleneck in style clasped closed with a thick metal collar. Decorated with a glowing blue hexagon gem. His tunic has a front split skirt and falls to his calves, covered by part of the third layer.
The third layer is a velvet long over vest. It has a split skirt that covers the scale mail tunic and comes up over the chest like a vest with one set of short sleeves trimmed with darker gray and silver-blue stripes. The chest of the vest also has the silver blue embellishments. From the shorter sleeves come darker longer bell shaped ones that have been ripped as though raked along barbed wire.
Over that is the fourth and final layer. It is a thick velvet dark gray-blue cloak with a large hood and trimmed with black, the inner layer also being black. It is also torn and shredded about the rump level. It is held together both at the hood and at the shoulders by black strips that match the over coat. Small crow-skulls are at each end of the larger one spread across the chest with black silk tassels falling a few inches down his chest. He has a dusky brown belt that has another crow skull for the clasp. Over the ‘A’ like split that the chain mail and velvet over coat make in the front is plated metal and over that is a chain belt that wraps around his body with a huge metal crow’s skull hooked onto it.
Before Recorded Time : Detridon was aboard the ship housing the Aetherian’s ancestors (their high ones). He is in fact a ‘mostly dead’ high one himself. He is trapped in the form of what people perceive as Aetherian because he, like the others of his generation altered their appearances to mimic the life forms around them. Unfortunately for him when one of their kind dies they lose their magical ability cutting of self shaping and sending.
Before he was undead, before he made official contract with the Spirit of Darkness, he was little more then an engineer aboard the great prison ship that housed the dahhak. When they crashed on the planet he ended up taking up arms against the dahhak. His comrades fell one after the other. With a mixture of hate for the dahhak and fear of dying by them he beseeched the any spirit or god of the world they were on, any power that be, to grant him the power to defeat and survive the onslaught.
The Spirit of Darkness responded, as a request from the God of Death. With an almost sadistic like payment demanded Detridon was transformed into a not quite dead but surely not living being. His magic was stripped from him and in its place came new power that Darkness bestowed. The absence of energy and heat, the chill of frost and the instinct to fight, kill then move on took the place of his normal nature. He became unkillable by conventional means, unstoppable by most measures and beyond all else uncomfortable to live with.
After the dahhak were subdued, their leader Markavi was imprisoned and banished as a body hopper, he found himself restless. He could not just ‘move on’ like all the others. He was not a creature they could understand and less felt comfortable around him. Finally he agreed to being put into cryostats for a time. That would give them time to rebuild their societies and give the unsleeping, undead solider some reprieve form his endlessness.
Over a thousand years went by, the cry chamber itself, due to the ship’s environmental adaptation A.I turned from a high science fiction lab into a forgotten tomb. His equipment, placed out along the racks became relics scattered in homage to an unknown warrior on stone pedestals. Still in the chamber, content in his educed mock-sleep, he had no idea the world around him had changed so drastically (and backwards!).
Year 000: tba