Additional Info:

· Real Name: Travis Turner
· Birthplace: Kensington, aka “The Badlands,” Philadelphia
· His father was killed in a drug deal gone wrong, forcing him to fend for himself at 14. He would eventually become a cook for Zeke “The Sheikh” Williams’s drug operation in Kensington.
· Was beaten to a pulp by The Sheikh’s enforcers for not cooking fast enough, which prompted him to create a modified, highly addictive form of HGH (steroids) that temporarily made him bigger and stronger.
· Side effects can include: uncontrollable rage, delusions, paranoia, gross teeth, memory loss, blueness, irritability.
-Withdrawal symptoms: random muscle growth/shrinking, bone pain, hallucinations.
· Had plans to dethrone Zeke Williams and take over his drug empire by force but was defeated by The Outrider after getting shot with one of her horse tranquilizer darts.
· Eventually got sober with her help, subsequently becoming her resident horse doctor, developing special medicines such as instant heal injectors and non-addictive horse stims that make her horses extra strong, fast, and resilient.

Additional Info:
· Real name: Tasha Williams
· Daughter of a prolific drug lord, Zeke Williams, who has cops on his payroll
· Vowed to dismantle her father’s drug operation in the Badlands (aka Kensington, a neighborhood in Philadelphia, PA) after her mother and older brother overdosed when she was 15
· Her grandmother is a famous trick rider who taught her everything about horsemanship and acrobatics. Her older brother taught her how to fight.
· Her day job is a horse trainer. She’s trained horses all around the city, including police horses—she can command them to buck off their riders during a chase.
· Her little brother, Marcus—aka The Stable Boy—cares for her horses and can deliver them at her call
· Has a roster of several horse breeds to fit any situation
· Member of the Kensington Urban Horseriding Club. They know of her vigilantism and can act as backup in a pinch.

Edit: Just noticed i forgot to draw the reins :/ for what it’s worth, this was my first time drawing a horse ever

I set out to make a Superman-like hero from China (as part of a wider project about 7 mind-controlled heroes who cause the apocalypse) but didn’t just want to make a super strong guy who flies (like the actual Chinese Superman from DC), so I incorporated a magical element: a sword that grants the wielder godlike powers.

He’s partially based on Chinese fantasy (xianxia) but it deviates slightly in that his powers aren’t derived from centuries of cultivation, but simply from a magical sword passed down in his family for generations. The sword (which i’m calling the Quan Ren, or Power Blade, though i’m not sure how good of a name that is as i’m not a chinese speaker) imbues his body with the accumulated qi of all past wielders, making each wielder stronger than the last.

His powers are super strength, invulnerability, flight (by sword surfing), and energy projection (qi blasts from the sword.) Hopefully this doesn’t lean too far into cultural appropriation, I’m not Chinese myself, it would be neat if any Chinese people can provide some feedback on this guy.

Real Name: Phillip Lee

Age: 33

Birthplace USA

Powers Weather manipulation, healing, energy absorption/redirection, invulnerability, flight

Backstory: As the son of a street-level vigilante (Blue Hood) and a super heroine (Gale), God Hood learned the values of heroism from a very young age. Absorbing the energy from summoned lightning strikes allowed him to
"overheal" and store massive amounts of destructive energy at will, making him an invulnerable powerhouse and one of the most powerful beings on Earth. Unfortunately, his prideful god complex made his mind susceptible to magical manipulation by the sorcerer Freiherr Faust. Along with six other powerful, mind-controlled heroes, God Hood wreaked havoc on the world, causing its end...

He’s the son of Blue Hood and Supergirl in my game, and he’s the character I used to beat the game for the first time. I changed his ethnicity just cuz. He’s allied with Cathedral but has also fought him in the past. (btw they have the same pose because they have similar themes). Hope you guys like it

While reading Daredevil #2, I saw a panel where Daredevil hops on a horse and got this idea for a vigilante horse rider. I was originally gonna call this character “Trick Rider” (named after the real profession) but eventually realized that name was sexual on multiple levels, which is not ideal especially since it’s a female character. Now I’m thinking of naming her The Night Mare, but that’s sorta clunky since people would just be like “she’s just called the Nightmare?” if they heard it then you’d have to explain it to them and.. yeah.

Any ideas? I was also thinking “The Equestrian” but that’s sort of too fancy for the vibe I’m going for (she’s from a working class background), also too many syllables lol

Here’s my redesign for the Daredevil suit that adds more demonic elements: a pentagram, sculpted demon ears and face on the helmet, a forked tail, a horned gothic “D” emblem, a cowl and high collar that evoke those old-timey devil costumes, and a wrist-mounted flame thrower. The suit also incorporates some more Japanese elements to put more emphasis on Daredevil’s Japanese martial arts roots. Lastly, I included some alternate color schemes. Hope you like it!

Here’s my redesign for the Daredevil suit that adds more demonic elements: a pentagram, sculpted demon ears and face on the helmet, a forked tail, a horned gothic “D” emblem, a cowl and high collar that evoke those old-timey devil costumes, and a wrist-mounted flame thrower. The suit also incorporates some more Japanese elements to put more emphasis on Daredevil’s Japanese martial arts roots. Lastly, I included some alternate color schemes. Hope you like it!

Here’s my redesign for the Daredevil suit that adds more demonic elements: a pentagram, sculpted demon ears and face on the helmet, a forked tail, a horned gothic “D” emblem, a cowl and high collar that evoke those old-timey devil costumes, and a wrist-mounted flame thrower. The suit also incorporates some more Japanese elements to put more emphasis on Daredevil’s Japanese martial arts roots. Lastly, I included some alternate color schemes. Hope you like it!

Stronghorn, Lionbacker, and now Nighting-Gal…

Born with only three digits on her hands and feet, Janine Jouveau was abandoned by her parents, spending the first few years of her life in the foster care system, alone and afraid of the world. Eventually, a strange group of women arrived at her orphanage to adopt her. These women didn’t hide their true identities for long and 10-year-old Janine soon learned they were part of the Charney Coven of witches. They wasted no time in teaching Janine, now Janine Charney, all manner of witchcraft, from casting hexes to flight—an ability she eventually learned how to do even without the need to smear hemlock paste all over her body. When she came of age, the witches told her that she was destined to be the next Nightingale—a powerful warrior-witch who had the ability to telekinetically wield the Feather Shards, blades of pure obsidian that are said to house the souls and imbue the knowledge of all previous Nightingales. She gladly accepted her destiny, and now roams the earth helping those in need, the spirits of the Nightingales keeping her constant company.

This is my first ever female character so I apologize if the anatomy is a bit wonky (i’m talking about her proportions, not her extremities). Anyway, hope you like the last character in my animal-themed superhero streak, I tried switching it up from just super strong muscle dudes this time.

I’m hoping to eventually make a full suit redesign that incorporates even more devil imagery (forked tail, reptilian wings, etc.)

I have an idea for a forked tail, basically it would be part of a vest (like his red and yellow suit) in the form of a coattail. Feel free to share any of your ideas on how to incorporate more satanic stuff in creative ways. Also any constructive feedback is welcome :)

You’ve met Stronghorn, now let me introduce you to Lionbacker…

Russell King was a promising quarterback in highschool but a rough transition to college football caused him to incur one too many losses on the field. Feeling inadequate and desperate to prove himself, he resorted to injecting untraceable black market lion hormones to improve his performance. In the span of just a few weeks, he grew from 5’11” to a towering 6’7” and skyrocketed to 400 pounds of pure muscle—growth he claimed was due to a late growth spurt. Despite his coach “demoting” him to linebacker because of his enormous size, things were going well for Russell, for a time, until he accidentally killed his teammate during a game in a fit of momentary rage. Deeply ashamed of his actions, he fled from his college. Now, he uses his superhuman strength, agility, and durability to work as a hero-for-hire, both to support himself financially and atone for killing his teammate.

I have one more character to share as part of my punny, animal-based superhero streak, so stay tuned!

Damang is Illongo (a Filipino dialect from the Visayas region) for “fighting spider”, or a spider used in spider derby; a popular blood sport among rural filipino kids where captured spiders are pitted against each other.

After spider derby was banned in his home town for promoting gambling among the youth, a young Fighter-Spider turned to another means of making money—cage fighting. Now a seasoned arnis practioner, he uses his eskrima stick skills to take out gangsters and drug dealers around the wider Visayas region of the Philippines.

He doesn’t have any special spider powers, just pure martial arts prowess and acrobatics.

Disclaimer: *No AI was used in any aspect of this post*

I love when the game’s mechanics actually support your headcanon backstory for your character, so Daggerfall is the best Elder Scrolls in that regard IMO. Every bolded word in the following story is connected to one of Daggerfall’s mechanics, characters, factions, or locations (example: “expertise in swordsmanship” is based on one of the special advantages you can choose in character creation). I’ve never been this invested in a videogame character’s backstory before so I hope you enjoy this lore dump I created for him :)

The Spirit of Sandavast

Sandavast Gerard Ralion was once a musketeer in King Lysandus’s army who was publicly bested in a duel by a long-time rival—a fellow musketeer who disarmed him a mere 4 seconds into the fight, forcing his surrender. While Sandavast was an expert marksman whose skill with a magic musket (a rifle-shaped staff enchanted with a fireball spell) has saved his life on many occasions, his handling of a rapier left a lot to be desired. Embittered by the humiliating defeat, Sandavast communed with Clavicus Vile, Daedric Prince of bargains and trickery, and proposed a deal: his soul in exchange for unmatched expertise in swordsmanship.

Vile gladly agreed, and with that, Sandavast’s soul was damned to be sent to Vile’s realm—the Fields of Regret—after his death. With this newfound skill, Sandavast promptly won against his rival in a rematch that attracted an impressively large crowd in Daggerfall’s town square.
After King Lysandus met his demise at the Battle of Cryngaine Field, his son and successor, King Gothryd, disbanded his father’s musketeers, citing the sourcing of enchanted wood used in the construction of their magic muskets as being much too strenuous on the kingdom’s budget. Luckily, Sandavast’s exceptional sword prowess easily landed him a new career in the Knights of the Rose, protectors of his affluent home province of Wayrest.

However, like all faustian bargains, there was a caveat to Sandavast’s Daedra-granted sword skills: he was forbidden from using any other type of weapon, including his trusty magic musket—which exploded in his hands after an attempt to harvest a petty soul from a rabbit one morning.

Angered at this deception, Sandavast hatched a plan to save his soul from eternal torment. When he sensed his death was imminent, he would cast a Soul Trap spell on himself, trapping his own soul within a black soul gem amulet worn around his neck—before Clavicus Vile had the chance to collect it for himself.

Knowing an eternity trapped inside a soul gem was simply another form of torment, Sandavast employed the help of the Necromancers of Scourg Barrow to specially enchant the black soul gem amulet to allow him to walk the earth in spirit form—he saw wandering Nirn and defeating worthy foes in duels for eternity, building his legend even in death, as an ideal afterlife. He spent his remaining years obsessed with producing as many heirs as possible, knowing that one day his soul would depend on his descendants protecting the amulet. He also devoted himself to the worship of Stendarr in hopes the God of Mercy would protect him in the afterlife.

It is said that in Sandavast’s last days, fearing greatly of death and Daedra, he exiled himself to the deserts of Alik’r to distance himself from the countless challengers that wished to claim the glory of defeating the great swordsman of Wayrest. It was in those desolate dunes where Sandavast met his fate at the hand of none other than a fellow Knight of the Rose—a bitter brother-in-arms who pursued him not only to claim glory, but to prove that Sandavast’s skills were nothing but Daedric trickery. Sandavast killed them, though not before taking a fatal blow to his stomach. Running on pure adrenaline, he trekked for a mile back to his villa in the secluded village of Mesopada where one of his wives and sons resided. Once there, he cast Soul Trap on himself, placed the bloodied amulet in his young son’s hand, smiled, then died—and his plan to deceive a Daedric prince was set in motion.

Of course, while Sandavast’s bloodline benefitted from his ghostly counsel and, throughout the ages, produced many renowned swordsmen, they were forever doomed to be hunted by Daedric hellhounds who sought the soul promised to their master all those years ago.

In recent eras, the legend of Sandavast has spawned a sort of quasi-religion among swordsmen from all walks of life, from cutpurses to knights. His descendants set up “churches” all over High Rock where he is worshipped and his skills are passed down, free of charge, to anyone willing to learn—the aim being to build an army to fight against the forces of an angered Daedric prince.

Mabuhay/aloha!

Class: Daedric Duelist

Skills:
Primary - Critical Strike, Long Blade, Destruction
Major - Daedric, Dodging, Etiquette
Minor - Mysticism, Thaumaturgy, Streetwise, Running, Backstabbing, Mercantile

Advantages: Expertise in Long Blades, Bonus Damage to Humans, Adrenaline Rush

Disadvantages: Forbidden from Using Blunt/Missile Weapons or Any Shield, Phobia of Daedra

Loadout:
Armor - Daedric Right Pauldron, Daedric Greaves, Casual Cloak, Sash, Wrap, Sandals
Weapons - Daedric Saber
Spells -

Lore:
Sandavast Gerard Ralion was once a musketeer in King Lysandus’s army who was publicly bested in a duel by a long-time rival—a fellow musketeer who disarmed him a mere 4 seconds into the fight, forcing his surrender. While Sandavast was an expert marksman whose skill with a magic musket (a rifle-shaped staff enchanted with a fireball spell) has saved his life on many occasions, his handling of a rapier left a lot to be desired. Embittered by the humiliating defeat, Sandavast communed with Clavicus Vile, Daedric Prince of bargains and trickery, and proposed a deal: his soul in exchange for unmatched expertise in swordsmanship.

Vile gladly agreed, and with that, Sandavast’s soul was damned to be sent to Vile’s realm—the Fields of Regret—after his death. With this newfound skill, Sandavast promptly won against his rival in a rematch that attracted an impressively large crowd in Daggerfall’s town square.
After King Lysandus met his demise at the Battle of Cryngaine Field, his son and successor, King Gothryd, disbanded his father’s musketeers, citing the sourcing of enchanted wood used in the construction of their magic muskets as being much too strenuous on the kingdom’s budget. Luckily, Sandavast’s exceptional sword prowess easily landed him a new career in the Knights of the Rose, protectors of his affluent home province of Wayrest.

However, like all faustian bargains, there was a caveat to Sandavast’s Daedra-granted sword skills: he was forbidden from using any other type of weapon, including his trusty magic musket—which exploded in his hands after an attempt to harvest a petty soul from a rabbit one morning.

Angered at this deception and deeply regretting the deal he made with Vile, Sandavast hatched a plan to save his soul from eternal torment. When he sensed his death was imminent, he would cast a Soul Trap spell on himself, trapping his own soul within a black soul gem amulet worn around his neck—before Clavicus Vile had the chance to collect it for himself.

Knowing an eternity trapped inside a soul gem was simply another form of torment, Sandavast employed the help of the Necromancers of Scourg Barrow to specially enchant the black soul gem amulet to allow him to walk the earth in spirit form—he saw wandering Nirn and defeating worthy foes in duels for eternity, building his legend even in death, as an ideal afterlife. He spent his remaining years obsessed with producing as many heirs as possible, knowing that one day his soul would depend on his descendants protecting the amulet. He also devoted himself to the worship of Stendarr in hopes the God of Mercy would protect him in the afterlife.

It is said that in Sandavast’s last days, fearing greatly of death and Daedra, he exiled himself to the deserts of Alik’r to distance himself from the countless challengers that wished to claim the glory of defeating the great swordsman of Wayrest. It was in those desolate dunes where Sandavast met his fate at the hand of none other than a fellow Knight of the Rose—a bitter brother-in-arms who pursued him not only to claim glory, but to prove that Sandavast’s skills were nothing but Daedric trickery. Sandavast killed them, though not before taking a fatal blow to his stomach. Running on pure adrenaline, he trekked for a mile back to his villa in the secluded village of Mesopada where one of his wives and sons resided. Once there, he cast Soul Trap on himself, placed the bloodied amulet in his young son’s hand, smiled, then died—and his plan to deceive a Daedric prince was set in motion.

Of course, while Sandavast’s bloodline benefitted from his ghostly counsel and, throughout the ages, produced many renowned swordsmen, they were forever doomed to be hunted by Daedric hellhounds who sought the soul promised to their master all those years ago.

In recent eras, the legend of Sandavast has spawned a sort of quasi-religion among swordsmen from all walks of life, from cutpurses to knights. His descendants set up “churches” all over High Rock where he is worshipped and his skills are passed down, free of charge, to anyone willing to learn—the aim being to build an army to fight against the forces of an angered Daedric prince.