Wow, that was garbage, now that I'm looking with fresh eyes. You suggested putting lines between separate items in a category? I'll try that. Also, for the edit I'll note the changes in blue, 'cause, you know, water.
Name: Cadmooz, pronounced Cadmus
Age: I literally have no idea...
Class: Chickencow ascendant honestly, that IS the species. He is a Chikencow that is ascended to Mootopolis, to divinity (semi-divinity? It's never really fleshed out), and beyond the physical form he was born with.
Class: paladin/berzerker hybrid
Bio: there are three things you need to know about Chickencows. 1. Their unique biology produces hormones in such a manner that their bodies show very little in the way of sexual dimorphism, meaning that most male and female Chickencows are impossible to tell apart at a glance. 2. In a random act of genetics, a Chickencow may be born and grow with physical attributes similar to both bulls and roosters, and will be called Roosterbulls. 3. Zeuster, like most gods, can have multiple incarnations depending on how he's worshipped. His most common incarnations are as Zeuster, a neuter god of kings and the sky, and Sriracha HolyCud, a masculine god of war and fire (a warrior tribe of female Chickencows allege they serve a feminine incarnation, but whether this is true and, if it is, how Zeuster's wife feels about this remains unknown). As Sriracha is a Roosterbull, all Roosterbulls are viewed as born into his services, and are sent to be raised in his temples
Such is the case of Cadmooz, sent to the temple as soon as it was discovered what he was. Like Sriracha himself, Roosterbulls show a strong allegiance and ability to manifest elements, and so are given positions based on that element. Being ellementally aligned with water, Cadmooz's position was among the most vital in the temple., The suppression of the priest's powers. The priests would use fire to commune with their diety, the religious fervor causing them to burst into flames as a pious alter. While this posed no threat to the priest, the holy flame posed the danger of burning down the temple. Thus, Guards of the Water and Ice were needed to suppress the inferno. Such was Cadmooz's humble position, serving as both temple guard and fire extinguisher, happy and content with serving his lord until one fateful day. While enraptured by a eloquent service on the joys and absolute necessity of donating to the temple, a sudden explosion of fire caused him to jump at the ready as he had done for most of his life. Imagine his surprise when, as the smoke cleared, he saw not an enemy, but Zeuster and Sriracha HolyCud, side by side! In what must have been a monumental strain, even for a god, he/they manifested himself/themselves in two p!aces as two people, so he/they could make clear the importance of their message. He/they declared their outrage that a contest would take place, a championship held between heroes representing their Element, and he/they had not been invited, despite having created his/their own element of Bacon! And so, he/they had decided to enter one of his/their people into the tournament so that the winner would wish, nay, DEMAND Bacon be added as a faction in the tournament from then forward. He/they had asked for volunteers, and the first to shout his acceptance was none other than Cadmooz. He/they warned him that it was dangerous, and still he plead to serve. And so they accepted him, and ordered him to the temple of Zeuster, where he would be stripped of his divinity and sent to the groundworld, where the Earth tribe would provide his supplies and direct his journey. Cadmooz heard the mumbles as he left one temple for another, people were saying that Zeuster's motives were selfish, that he wanted to spread his influence and add the power of an Elemental Lord to his own. Some even mocked him for not even realizing that this tournament has been going on for years. He did not care. His life has been devoted to servitude, to Sriracha, to Zeuster. It mattered not what the god's motives were, nor that his own life was at stake. He was born to serve, and so he would serve.
AppearanceIn Chickencow form, Cadmooz is about 30 percent taller than a regular Chickencow, and far more heavily built. His fur coat is a dark red, with the plumage around his head, hind legs, and tail a dark reddish brown. He has a prominent Waddle and comb, both a rich, blood red, and his wings are bright red. His hind legs resemble an up-sized Rooster's, including a prominent and vicious spur on the heel. In ancient times, the spurs would be used In vicious battles to prove one's dominance during the mating season. Now, they are used In elegant mock-combat to settle differences and in festivals to bring communities together. This form was locked off with the loss of his divinity, howeversorry, that was supposed to be flavor text, so I stated he couldn't change form. Also, holy crap, that Chickencow is big! I was thinking of Zeuster, who I thought was smaller in his cutscenes and attacks. I based my estimate on an actual picture comparing the size of a bull and cow, though 30 percent bigger than THAT is probably still within the range of the biggest bulls.
In human form, Cadmooz is a literal bull of a man (pun totally intended). He is seven and a half feet tall, with massive shoulders, a barrel chest, and a neck almost as thick. His body, like other Ascended Chickencows (henceforth known as ACs), is covered in fur, but instead of white fur with patches of black, his coat is a very dark red. His long straight hair, trim mustache and beard, and eyes are bright, glowing red, in the same manner as other AC's glow golden. On the rest of his face down to the bottom of his pectorals, shoulders, and upper back, the hair is a longer and darker brownish red and starts getting longer starting at the neck until it's a large, voluminous mane, like that of a buffalo. The feathers of his thighs and tail are the same color, and his lower-legs are scaled and clawed like a chicken's, minus the spur. That is on the wrist. The most prominent feature, however, would be his massive horns. No-one knows why, but about thirty-five to fourth percent of Roosterbull populations that can take humanoid form display massive horns, despite there being none among their natural forms. The variation in form varies as much as it does among bovine species, and Cadmooz sports a particularly impressive set. Thick as the forearm of three men and covering the area from his temple to the base of his skull, they jutt out at a 93 degree angle, going out and slightly up still about a foot and a half out, where the curve down then forward, smoothly transitioning to a slightly upward and forward untill, three feet above the head, the angle is just barely pointing backwards and inward, ending in two needle-thin points that are a few inches closer than the skull is wide. The overall appearance resembles the horns of a longhorn bull.
Equipment armor- Cadmooz wears armor identical to that of all guard at the temple of Sriracha. It's appearance very similar to that of the basic AC armor, with certain variations. He has heavy double-pauldrons, two thick bracers with a four inch plate on the back held on with five metal bands. two layers of chest-plate rest over-top of a red-tunic, and a thick metal-plated belt, bearing a five-inch wide metal buckle hooked to a plate that covered the stomach seven inches across up to just above the belly button, which holds up red pants. The grieves are each composed of nine pieces, four plates on the front, fourbands in the back, and one plate just above the knee holding connecting them to the pants. The boots are three segments that break up into nine more segments to resemble the clawed foot of a Chickencow. Other than the size and thickness of the metal plates being many times that of the typical AC , and the coloration, the other differences is that the armor is simple in design, lacking in any ornamentation whatsoever, and that the plates are solid gold. Believe it or not, gold armor, if the body can handle it, is an excellent choice, as it is so soft it acts as a natural shock absorber, is immune to corrosion, and can absorb and disperse heat-based attacks. It also is one of the best materials to enchant and has also been enchanted with the durability of steel and a resistance to energy. He also has a two-piece helm, the first piece being a skullcap and faceplate with eyeholes and the ability to suck each individual hair on his head through tiny little holes, protecting the back of his head while letting his hair through. The second, fused to the first, is a piece of metal that sits on the brow, forming a trident with squares tips. The second prong is six inches and tilts slightly forward starting at the nose, the second and third curve around the brow, over the horns, and stop over the other side and just as high as the second prong. Just before the horn, the prong branch off into twin faceguards, modeled after Spartan helms. ...you...you want be to BUFF something I put in here!? What twilight zone am I living in right now? ALright, I'll add the enchantment back. It now has the durability of steel, but is soft enough that forces that could break through six-inch steel would sink in and deform rather than break. I also gave it Energy-resistance.
Elemental Sword- Another thing all temple guards have is a blade of the user's respective element, colored red and superheated (except the cryomancer's, their blades give frostbite). This, plus the gold and red uniforms does more than just represent their fealty to Sriracha. It's hard to adequately fight a cryomancer, nyctomancer, and balanced when everyone looks like a pyromancer. In Cadmooz's case, the weapon is a large kopis, with a handle that the bottom and the guard wrap halfway around the pinkie and index finger, and a blade that is five-feet long, one foot wide. The blade is bent at a thirty-five degree angle at two and a half feet on the blade side, and three feet on the dull side. The dull side reaches the point, while the blade side bends straight again after six inches and and curves very slightly upward infill it meets the point.It also glows red and weeps boiling red water.
Wings- he also used to have wings, similar to the Ascended Wings for the AC, except it was one pair, far bigger in proportion to his body, and red. Flying is a no-go at the tournament, so they were taken.
Abilities Super strength, speed, and durability- during the process to remove his divinity, Zeuster made a mistake, not that either he or Cadmooz would ever admit that! In adition, Zeuster stripped Cadmooz of his capacity for magic. When Zeuster offered to have someone else take his place, Cadmooz just said, "The challenge just magnifies the glory! Now, if I win, just how powerful you truly are will be shown. If I lose, I will pave the way for the next competition!". His physical strength, proportionate with his body, is massive, as he can lift another Roosterbull over his head and throw them (wrestling in Mootopolis is fun!). As for his speed, even with the gold armor, he can run 27 miles per hour in a straight line and leap 15 feet. His hide is very thick and tough as leather (duh), his muscles are massive and dense, and he has a natural pain-tolerance that is nothing short of extrordinary. I based it on a bull's running speed, so I thought this, if anything, might be edited. I have changed the speed to 27 miles per hour (the top speed of any human and, probably, faster than I can make any Ten-speed go) and gave quantity to his strength using the method you suggested. I based the upper-weight on a long-horn cow, as it is smaller than that chikencow, but I'm assuming some, if not all of it's bones are hollow. That is a casual upper-limit of 2500 pounds, which is....holy crap! The maximum weight ever lifted by a single human being is 6270. Can I just raise it to three Roosterbulls, please?
Religious zealotry- as history shows, martyrs, heroes, and armies have managed to pull off extrordinary feats in the name of their gods. The psychological effect of serving a higher power is an often-studied, little-understood phenomenon, but the effect are as such: inability to feel pain or fatigue, clarity of thought and purpose, a seemingly endless supply of physical energy, and the ability to keep fighting long after your body should have been dead. As I said, it's purely psychology, not a miracle. He can definitely die!
Cut one of us down, two more shall take his place- in effect, members of the Sriracha temple will come, one at a time to the tournament, year after year, until one of them wins (assuming, of course, I'm still here next year...) I
Well, hope that's more readable. I think I just discovered how terrifying the human body is as a weapon. Let's hope I did better.