PC: Played by Nick: Celestial Incubus: Bard: Level 11 : 65yrs
Score: 389 | 9/15/16 |
The little winged boy was raised on bedtime stories of his true parents. The sweet and beautiful Zophiel, with pure white wings and deep red hair. Eyes that would make the worst of sinners fall to thier knees and beg forgiveness, or a quick death. These were the stories told by, Amilee, Zophiel's chosen.
Warren, the chosen of his father, told him tales of how his father was the slyest incubus of them all. Slowly and meticulously wooing the young angel. At first in human guises, but eventually revealing his true form. Heavily muscled, great, leathery, black wings held on proud display. Serpentine tail swaying about with a mind of its own, and thick, heavy horns that would breed envy in a minotaur. His very gaze could incite lust in the masses.
While the tales varied, focusing on the good or wicked traits respectively, some things held true in both. That for all their differences and all the threats and warnings from Celestia and the Abyss, the two grew to love each other, and when young Zophiel finally gave in, Azuzel planted a child in her belly. Knowing that both sides would slay the babe, Azuzel hid her away in the Abyss, as far from the brutal and violent happenings as he could. Deflecting rumors and killing lesser demons and demonesses that dared to push the subject.
Zophiel hated this place, but trusted her demon lover to keep her and his child safe. Her spirit nearly broke when the boy was born here, rather than surrounded by hosts of angels. His birth, like the few of his kind born before him, sent a shudder through the fabric of the heavens and hells, that is where the real fight began.
The two took the boy and fled for the material plane. Each choosing a loyal worshipper to act as a guardian. One evil, one good. Of course the chosen could hardly stand the sight of each other, but took their task seriously. They used what magic and resources they could to ward the boy's location and then vanished to resume the fighting.
Some 60 years later he arrived on the North Eastern shores of Vanwa i' Mori and made his way towards Barrowman and Raun.
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In his 65th year, life was interesting. Alkamenos met a group of adventurers while out in the woods seeking out the nymph that was the subject of a bet between himself and Harkness.
Since then he was met a 'bendy' demon General, a small army of Succubi children, a Succubi Paladin in love with an Angel, and has found himself engaged to a young woman with Angelic bloodlines. On top of that he has enraged an Ice Hag, impregnated a Succubus and discovered a son he didn't know about is a High Priest in the Order of Agatho. He also had a young man pledge himself to his aid. It seems word of his abilities and fairness have been spreading. It's been a trying year to say the least.
Most recently he came across a strange being with a deck of cards. Needless to say, that altered his world some. He gained a keep and his honeyed tongue has been given the power to be a true voice of the people. Another young man, a fighter, pledged himself as well. Already handsome, he nearly radiates beauty and charisma now. Now the only question is which half of his heritage will put these new talents to use?