1. Respect eachother.
2. You are not more or less powerful than any of the other gods. We're all GODS here, so we're all very powerful and so unique that our powers cannot be compared.
3. No one is perfect, and that includes me. I'll make mistakes sometimes and I expect you people to set me straight... lightly. I'm sensitive.
4. No godmodding. Pun intended. Your god has super powers, but you only control your characters, nobody else's.
5. PM me if you have any questions or concerns. PM someone else if you wanna include them taking action in your post, and make sure they're okay with everything.
6. Curse words are definitely a thing here. As long as they're not used to hurt someone. The second I see someone purposefully, sincerely, personally attacking someone, they will be banned.
7. Try to keep large pictures in hiders, and possibly your whole character sheet.

Name: Arella

Goal: Aggressive, Arella wants to make the whole world her canvas. She wants to spread the wonders of her creativity to all the people in the world.

Domain: Art, crafts, creativity, ideas, clothing, structures, creations, inspiration, music, poetry, tools

Appearance: Arella takes many forms. Typically she looks like she was painted into existence. Full of brush strokes, her messy, raven black hair reaches her lower back, her eyes are tie-dyed and gleaming with ideas. She stands at nearly six feet, tall for most women. Her yellow skin is blotched with paint and clay, though much of it is covered up by her artist's apron, which happens to be the only thing she wears, along with a large, paint-blotched white shirt just long enough to make her semi-decent. Despite her unusual appearance, she is quite attractive.

Powers:
Inspiration - Arella has the ability to inspire any mortal to do anything. It is far more effective on those that worship her, though still works on those that don't. She can't plant ideas in peoples' heads. Planting an idea and inspiring someone to do something never necessarily means they'll do it, especially if it goes against their nature (EG suicide). Merely looking at her fills mortal minds with creative ideas.

Create! - Arella can create art with the most basic of tools. When she sings, it could be the sound of an entire symphony. A single stroke with a paintbrush is a masterpiece. A single swing of hammer and nail, and a whole building is made. A swipe of a pen, and a beautifully written poem or story is created. A single knit of needle and yarn, a beautiful set of clothes.

Artifacts:
ClayBrush - An item she oh-so-cleverly named and designed. It lets her create any form of art from a distance, with a single stroke. It is useless in the hands of mortals. In the hands of other gods... think of it like over-clocking a computer.
Apron of Adroitness - While worn by her, it protects her from most forms of magic. If touched by a mortal, their inner creative genius will immediately come forth and peak.

Territory: The Artland is unique to normal land. The landscape and sky are filled with brushstrokes, like someone painted them into existence. The inhabitants do not share this feature, though many painted creatures can be seem roaming the Artland, these creatures have powers linked to Arella but cannot leave her domain. There is no temperature in her land, one of its many outlandish features. Upon crossing the threshold, the feeling of warm or cold is gone completely. It never rains there, though the grass and trees remain green. Its littered with land markings that seem to make no sense for the area. A random mountain in the middle of a vast plain. A lake in the middle of a desert. The people of the Artland are less concerned with technology or advancement, and more concerned with creations of beauty, such as pyramids, statues, and other masterpieces.

Other Info:
Arella is a bit eccentric, and sometimes goes over the top.
Along with gaining power from worship, she also gains power from all the art in the world. Anything created to be beautiful or intriguing in any way gives her power, and she thrives off of it.

Name: Tyzitla

People are unsure as to what he really looks like. Some say his human skin is little more than a shell he uses to not scare his followers. It's rumored he has a hundred eyes, ten mouths, and sixteen arms and body made of jagged, hardened shadow. Such rumors come from ancient accounts of him defeated the Devourer when his clan was first founded.

Goal: Tyzitla...is neutral. While he doesn't desire more territory himself, he will not hesitate to strike down those he he views as someone who will disrupt the world on a large scale. That's not to say he's peaceful and not a warmonger, he will lend his aide to anyone who he believes is ultimately good - even those that could be considered warmongers and blood thirsty savages. To him, the End always Justify the Means. Even if the means is full scale genocide of everything or the destruction of the current world so that it may begin anew.

Domain: Shadows, Oaths, Plots, Knowledge, Assassination, Endings.
All Shadows are not evil. Most will aid the one looking for shelter. One who is plotting something, or carrying an irredeemable task. Do not be afraid of them. They will help you, should you let them.
All Knowledge exists for a reason. To reject an idea, is to reject reality itself. If it is dangerous, study it, learn it. If it is helpful, refine it, so that it may help others.
All things must eventually end. Even the Gods will one day fade into the void. Accepting this is the first step to enlightenment.
All promises must be kept, oaths sworn are to be upheld. Failing is only acceptable if the oath or promise is impossible.
- Excerpt from the Grimoire of Scath

"However, above all, my children, Not everything in the world is good and kind, Sometimes, life can be cruel, gruesome, and unfair, but it can not be rejected. Everything is Necessary, everything has a purpose. A reason for existing. As such, we take the burden of doing such things ourselves so that others do not have to. We dirty our hands so that the others do not have to. We protect them from the gruesome reality of some things, so that they may live in blissful ignorance. That is the task, I, Tyzitla have chosen. That is the mission I have tasked you with, my children."
-The Teachings of Tyzitla, first edition.

Powers:
Shadow Conjuration
He can manipulate shadows. His power is most effectively used during the day, optimally at twilight, contrary to what some might believe. Shadows cannot exist without light, and they are the strongest in the twilight hours of the day when the shadows are the longest. They can be formed into a blade, armor, anything imaginable if he has enough. Even creatures made out of shadows that have free will and sentience of their own.

Mark of the Shadows.
A brand, that each of his followers bears. This allows them to manipulate shadows, just as he himself does. While shadow manipulation can be learned naturally, the mark gives someone a boost whilst using the magic. Most often, it is placed on a child when they come of age. Usually on their hand, face, or rarely they have a large one inscribed upon their back. It is not a painful process usually, since it is done using magic. It bestows enhanced agility and reflexes as well, depending on how one chooses to develop their skills. As those who develop their skills grow older and more powerful, they may have additional brandings carved into their skin.

Eyes of the Shadows, Form of Shadow
Tyzitla can focus his mind through meditating, and see what is happening anywhere that there is sufficient shadow. However, such a feat is not perfect. Visions are often hazy, speech distorted and sometimes not present at all. A form of Clairvoyance, if you will. He may also move through shadows as well, moving through a realm simply known as 'The Twilight Void" as a form of quick escape/travel.

Binding of the Soul Any mortal, god, or other creature that makes an oath before any of his altars, or invokes his name whilst speaking an oath, will be driven to complete the oath no matter what, even if later on they do not wish to do it. Even oaths made against someone's will. Until it is done, they may not run nor rest until it is. In some rare cases, they cannot die either, becoming half human shadow horrors if their body is injured enough. This binding is absolute, and can only be rescinded by Tyzitla himself. There are other methods of freeing oneself, however....

While not a very...offensively spectacular power, if he was backed into a corner one has to wonder what would happen if he swore an oath on his own name....

Everything comes to an End
A powerful curse that saps the life out of anything or one placed upon it. Certainly, it may take awhile to have any real effect, but it can go unnoticed for some time. It cannot kill anyone, however, but it can leave them comatose and unable to defend themselves. There are a few ways to heal this, however. Either he removes the curse himself, or another god does so. Or with time, the curse could simply fade. In some rare cases, it may not effect the afflicted at all.

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Tyzitlas heart:
This...thing, rests in a giant cavern beneath the frigid mountain his people call home. The cavern is completely inaccessible by normal means and can only be accessed by someone who knows where it is, as in someone who has been there before. The purpose of the heart, is to forge weapons and items from Tyzitla own essence, if you will. Weapons such as these are given to the highest ranking members of his followers and bound to their very soul, so that if they should die, their weapons return to him. This doubles also as a sort of 'battery' for him. It stores a large portion of his power, and it stores an almost infinite amount of energy as It naturally charges with time. With it, he could continue to function even if his followers were wiped out, for a time. However, should this artifact be destroyed...it's his 'heart' for a reason.

The land of Valeria, or simply 'The Vale' as some call the region. A Mountainous region far to the north of the other gods lands. The last bastion of warmth against the frigid northern lands beyond. Mostly mountainous, it has a few valleys that one must cross in order to reach their city. The climate is cold, to comfortable, and most of the valleys and mountains are covered in mist or thick fog. The mountains are rocky, and the soil poor and it can't support plant life for the most part, though they have many caves and rivers, many of which connect to their capital city of Tyzil.

The people here come from many walks of life. Most are those who have been spurned or beaten down by society in some way. The natives of Tyzil and Valeria are quite friendly and accept all within their city, be they murderer, former bandit, demon, or someone even cursed by another of the gods. All they have to do, is behave and follow the laws of the city. The natives can be told apart from others from their tattoo like markings. Magic that has been literally branded into their skin to enhance their abilities in some way. Most are dark skinned, with pure white hair or dark hair, pointed ears and eye colors ranging from a bright yellow, to a vibrant purple thanks to the magic.

Most are naturally gifted with Shadow Magic in some form. Be it Shadow Smithing, Crafting, conjuring, or using shadows themselves as weapons. They are a lithe, agile, but hardy people who regularly hunt dangerous animals to the north of the city and in the mountains, or go into other nations to perform...less than honorable tasks. Killing is a business, and anyone who wants someone assassinated for whatever reason, it isn't to hard to find them. They do not accept all jobs, however. Money isn't the motivator for them.

The realm consists of three large cities, with few outlying camps and villages. Tyzil, the captial, Kizyk, the second largest, and Limuk.

Tyzil:
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The city of Tyzil is built out of one of the highest mountains in Valeria. It is the grandest and largest city in Valeria. It is said that Tyzitla carved it with his own hands to shelter his first followers from the Dread Wyrm known as the Devourer. The city itself, is incredibly difficult to reach unless you know where you are going. The city is divided into three different sections. The Merchant Quarter, the Academic Quarter, and the Royal Quarter. The first two quarters are heavily defended by the Scáth guard 24/7. Entry into the city is free, and welcome, however the Scath watch over everything and if you make trouble, they will find you and cast you out into the frozen tundra beyond their city.

The Merchant Quarter is home to the merchants, traders, Taverns and the homes of most of the populace. It is a noisy, rowdy place where drink is cheap and someone can always find a place to relax and unwind after a hard day of hunting Wyrms, Dragons, or any other manner of beasts that make living in the Vale difficult. It is the lifeblood of the city, as it were, and the largest of the quarters.

The Academic Quarter is where most of the youth of the city spend their days studying arcane tomes, should they so wish, or study the way of the blade, bow and arrow, or any other weapon they wish. While not all are qualified or accepted into the rank of assassins Tyzil is famous for, all people are expected to have some mastery over a weapon and some knowledge of shadow magic. To be short, everyone in the city can use a weapon in some manner, and will defend the city should they have to be. The civilian militia should not be taken lightly. Everyone has military training to some extent.

The Royal Quarter consists of the huge tower in the center of the town, and is watched over by the Scáthaigh Guard, and is where the Gloaming Knights, the Assassins Tyzil is known for base is, and is home to Tyzitla himself. It is also home to the Grand Temple, where the High Priestess and priests live.

(I'll expand upon the other cities should they become relevant.)

Important Factions
The Gloaming Knights: The group of assassins run headed by Tyzitlas' right hand. They are the scouts and first line of defense for Valeria, taking out targets before they become trouble. They are tough, agile, and skilled with blades and bows. They only accept the best of the best in their ranks. Currently lead by Nimue Nixxis

Scáthaigh Guard These are the Defenders of the Valeria. They are not the ones usually to go on the offensive, rather they defend the border and the city from outside forces and supplement the Citizen militia and the Scath guard in defending cities and towns. They very rarely fight outside of Valeria, and thus are masters of combat on the rocky mountainous terrain. They wear heavy armor, and have been physically enhanced through magic. Currently led by Shalir.

Priests of Twilight The sect of Priests centered in the Grand Temple, lead by either the current High Priest or Priestess. They are healers, scholars, and highly skilled in shadow magic. They watch over the tomes within their libraries and are often experimenting with new forms of magic. Some of which, has been more...hurtful, than helpful in the past. That doesn't stop them very easily however. Anything that is too dangerous for mortals, is either trapped in the Twilight Void, or disposed of, and the research on it locked safely away to be tried again at a later date. The current High Priestess is Irisha Athal.

The Scath Guard The guard that watches over most of the cities. They are quick, agile, and the first line of defense against invading forces. They typically wear light shadow-forged armor and wield anything from bows, swords, shields, to magic. Quick to respond, adaptable, and stubborn. Most of the Scathaigh Guard and Gloaming knights are recruited from the veterans of the Scath. Currently led by Ailmer Vulmer.

Symbols: The first mark most of his followers have branded into their flesh, is a symbol that resembles an eye. As such, most temples dedicated to his name have a large tapestry of this symbol hanging somewhere. Most of the Clergy carry also medallions with Iolite, a bluish-purple gemstone, set into the pupil of this eye-like pattern.

Godly Relations: Tyzitla tries to maintain a friendly relationship with all the gods, at least on some level. It helps that he doesn't view any of them as particularly evil.

Arella: Confusion, perhaps a little intrigued. Art. Art can come in many forms. Artists of the battlefield, artists in the art of murder, a master con artist. Those are the types of art Tyzitla finds enjoyable. Paintings and such, are simply a trifle to him and boring. As such, he finds Arella much the same. However, he can not deny that mortals find paintings, pottery and such enjoyable. He has wanted to find out why for quite some time, but he always misses the meaning in some way.

Gilder, god of coin: Boring, but necessary. Possibly the most necessary god of them all. While Tyzitla ultimately finds the god boring, he is necessary. Commerce is always needed for society to function so he keeps an amicable, if not overly friendly relation with the god.

Esra, Goddess of order. Respects, but is wary of. Order is important, especially when plotting something in an assassination. Mess up even one hair, and the whole plan could become disastrous. Without order, there can be no advancement. However, he does believe Esra takes it too far sometimes. A world of pure order, stagnant and unchanging, would be something he would desperately try to prevent from happening.

P'kegatu, Goddess of Vengeance: Amusing, a useful tool, and a bit friendly. Vengeance is a base desire, all mortals want it. He is more than happy to help her in her quests of Vengeance out of either simple boredom, or out of curiosity of trying something...new. As what would happen if you pumped a normal mortal with enough shadow magic that it caused his head to explode.

Kaba, Goddess of Nature: Necessary, if not viewed with passiveness. Someone to take care of the forests is much appreciated, especially if they make sure all forests and fields provide food for the mortals. Though, he would be more than curious to see what would happen if he set her forests ablaze with fire. Would she die? Or simply come back with time, stronger than ever? Forests have a notorious habit of reclaiming civilizations that were built around them...

Azreal, God of Death Necessary. Someone has too look after all of the godless dead souls. If not him, then someone else would take it upon themselves most likely, otherwise the souls of the dead would haunt the world of the living. Tyzitla would be more than willing to help him managing his realm, should he so request it. Of course, the payment would be in souls of the dead, however...

Malag, Blood GodAmusing to watch from a distance, a pain to actually deal with, but curious all the same. While Tyzitla finds watching the god go around the land pillaging, destroying, and doing whatever it is he normally does, he actually finds his existence...unneeded. Violence, simply for the sake of violence, is one thing he can't wrap his head around. As such, this god is the only ting in existence he does not find necessary for the world to function as it should. While he dislikes him because of this, he is also curious about the god. If everything has a purpose? Then what is his purpose? Simply to cause violence? Or is there something more?....

Arguis, god of chaos:Amusing. Chaos is necessary for things to change. For things to end. Without chaos, the world would stop turning and things would stagnate. As such, he would readily side with him in any conflict between him and the Goddess of Order. Other than that, he has no real need for Arguis. Tyzitla would like to stay on friendly terms, though.

KunIntrigued and wary. As the goddess of Secrets, Tyzitla wants to desperately comb through her libraries and read everything there. As the god of knowledge, he wants to know things, good or bad. How things work, how things are created...He is certain these things lie within her Libraries. He would even be willing to go to war for the chance at attaining such secrets and knowledge, should he have to.

Tyrithe Tyzitla is wary of her. While such things as law, justice, and rules are needed for society to function, he and her have very different ideas of 'fairness' and 'justice'. Plus, he has done some things that she would find morally disturbing. Well, A lot of things.

Hurrian Neutral. As long as he doesn't bother him, then he will likely not bother Hurrian without some reason. Well, it's unlikely he'd get caught doing anything anyways.

Name: Nimue Liluth Nexxis


Appearance: Nimue is tall, compared to most humans, and her dark skin is covered in various scars from her various battles and endeavors for Lord Tyzitla who she has served faithfully since she was brought to him as a child. Her eyes are a vibrant blue color, and her skin is that of dark chocolate with red lips and long hair that has been stained an unnatural blue color as a side effect of some magic. As with all of her people, she has tattoos that show her loyalty to her God. However, she has quite a few of them, signifying her status as his right hand. Not a part of her body does not have some arcane symbol etched into her flesh, which whenever she calls upon her powers glow a faint blue color. She has the lithe, but hardy and incredibly fit body of her people.

Age: 27

Follows: Tyzitla

Species: Tyzan/Shadow Being.
Nimue gave up her mortality and humanity to serve Tyzitla until she has perished at the end of a blade, or until she can no longer fulfill her duties. (She still ages, but if she dies due to old age, she'd likely be resurrected as some shadow beast)

Powers:
Equipment Abilities All of Nimues equipment has been forged from the essence of Tyzitlas own heart, giving her quite a bit of power aside from her skills at shadow manipulation.

Swords of Shadows Nimue possess two swords forged from the Essence of Tyzitla. They are sharper than steel, and twice as deadly. They can cut through most non-enchanted armor with ease.
Bow of Shadows: A bow forged from Tyzitlas' Essence, and her main weapon she uses until she runs out of arrows. The bow is stronger than those made of metal, or plainly forged from the shadows. They say it can hit a target a mile away. It's merely a rumor, however. Though any arrow fired from it is faster and has more penetrating power than any other bow.
Shadow Forged Armor: Extremely light and flexible, yet protective enough to stop a crossbow bolt at medium range.

Magic Abilities
Shadow ConjurationShe can manipulate shadows. While she can't construct beasts form shadow that have free wills of their own, she can conjure puppets to aid her in battle, just as a necromancer would conjure undead.
Shadow ManipulationShe can manipulate the surrounding shadows of anyone, even peoples own shadows can be manipulated to harm them.
Twilight Walk: The ability to walk through the realm known as the 'Twilight Void', accessible through shadows. It allows her to freely travel from one location to another. However, the realm is quite dangerous and shouldn't be traversed lightly. It's home to various shadow constructs made by Tyzitla himself for various purposes. It's only used if she must escape quickly, as the constructs have been given the command to kill any intruder on sight, other than Tyzitla himself.

Racial Abilities
Blessing of the Shadows Since she gave up her humanity for becoming part shadow herself, her body has become more durable. Or perhaps less tangible in this world. She can recover from injuries that would kill normal men. Her scars are proof of that. This also leads her body to being incredibly light. Someone with enough strength could easily throw her around like a rag doll if they wanted too.

Home Location: Tyzil, Royal Palace, officially. Though she is rarely at home long enough to relax and due to the nature of her work, she keeps the places where she truly rest from everyone, including Tyzitla.

Personality: Serious, unquestionable loyalty, and generally has no sense of humor. She exists for one purpose, and one purpose only. To kill Tyzitlas enemies. That's all she cares for, and she enjoys it to the fullest extent a person is able to enjoy something. As leader of the Gloaming Knights, she has an example to set, and she will set it.

Other Info: She strong. She's not the highest ranking person in Valeria, and known as Tyzitla's right hand for no reason. If she's coming after you, chances are, you're not going to live through the week. She takes the hardest contracts from the populace. Kings, the rich and wealthy, and anyone else that would normally be impossible to get to. She's intelligent, cunning, and takes her job very seriously. Though she's not much of a direct fighter, preferring guerrilla tactics and less forward means of fighting. She's the leader of the Gloaming Knights, the group of assassins that are renowned throughout the world.

Name: Irisha Athal.


Appearance: Irisha is pale, but average height for a human with dark hair. Her most striking feature, is her eyes. They are a dark, cloudy color, almost being completely black. She is blind, and can't see through them with natural means, a remnant from her childhood after her family was attacked and left for dead by a group of godless bandits. She has tattoos across her body, though not as many as Nimue. Most are concentrated on her face and arms, glowing with a dark purple color when their power is called upon.

Age: Unkown, but she has been the current High Priestess for quite awhile.
Follows: Tyzitla
Species: Human

Powers: A physical fighter she is not, relying on magic to settle most conflicts should she find herself in one.

Equipment Abilities
Scepter of Gloaming: The staff acts as a focus for magic, amplifying shadow magics potency further.

Magic Abilities
Flesh Mending Calling upon the shadows, she can mend wounds together. It's not perfect, and far from pretty, often leaving nasty scars from the body being forcibly healed. However, it works just as well as any other healing.
Shadow Fortification: A support spell that fortifies the body of all effected, even normal mortals could become able to withstand a certain amount of damage depending on the strength of the fortification.
Shadow Sight Because she is blind, Irisha cannot see by normal means. Thanks to the gifts of Tyzitla, she can use the shadows to 'see'. Sneaking up on her is almost impossible, even for Nimue. It would be accurate to say she 'hears' the whispers of the shadows more than she sees. Sometimes, she even hears whispers of things that are to come.
Shadow Manipulation: Unlike the other, her skill at this is the best in Valeria. Her skill at manipulating shadows is second only to Tyzitla himself. This is her main method for fighting, and she is very creative in her use of it.
Shadow Walk Allows for passage through the Twilight Void. She knows where Tyzitlas heart is located.

Home Location: Tyzitla, Grand Temple. High Priestess, she oversees the Priesthood, among other things.

Personality: Irisha is...odd, for a priest. Flirty and high strung, but friendly and would be the first to come to the defense of anyone. It is well known she gives other kinds of 'healings' other than her healing magic. She tends to try to negotiate rather than fight, and handles much of the countries diplomatic and domestic affairs. She heads the magic schools in the Academic Quarter. However, if pushed she will not hesitate to protect the people of the country, or take a life if tasked to by Tyzitla. It is generally accepted out of the four generals, she could even match and possibly pass Nimue for sheer power, even without all of the shadow-forged items. She can be a bit sadistic when fighting, and seems to have a taste for blood. Literally, she will regularly attempt to get a taste during combat if blood is spilled.

However, do not make fun of Tyzitla. That is one thing that easily sets her off no matter what the insult was or who made it. insult him around her, and you will die a bloody, painful, messy death.

Other Info: Her and Tyzitla share a rather...special relationship. The two are not related by blood, but Tyzitla is her adoptive father after she fell into the Twilight Void as a child to escape bandits. Whether this means anything to him, is debatable, but she cares deeply for the god and would do anything he asked. Whether their relationship is anything more, is questionable.

Name: Shalir

Unlike most of his people, Shalir is massive. Standing at a solid 7'3", with a wide frame. Most of his magic tattoos are for physical enhancement through magic. He has the tan skin of his people, and long shoulder length silver hair with yellow eyes.

Age: 35
Follows: Tyzitla
Species: Tyzan

Powers:
Equipment
Shadowforged Armor and Shield: The armor and shield he carries are extremely durable and heavy that it is difficult for a normal human to move without magic or unless they themselves are extremely strong. A small, very difficult to move mountain would be the best way to describe him.
Magic
Shadow Aegis A wall of pure shadow energy is constructed in front of the target almost instantly, blocking all incoming projectiles. The form of the Aegis is malleable, and can be either a wall in front of a single target, or a dome around an entire city. Of course, the larger it is the more energy it takes to keep it up.
Shadow Wave A pulse of shadow magic emanates from his shield, or his sword when swung. If it is used through the shield, it doubles as a barrier and an offensive weapon by sending cutting waves of shadow magic outwards. If used through his sword, it forms a beam of pure shadow energy and cuts anything in its path.
Rally Shalir sends his own emotions through shadows, reaching all of those in the immediate area, and compelling them to fight for his cause. This magic gives those affected confidence and puts them in an enhanced physical state for a time. Needless to say, this doesn't work on someone who is directly against him.

Personality quiet and reserved, but intelligent. He listens more than he talks often only speaking if spoken too. To him, actions speak louder than words do. As such, he trains daily with Nimue to hone his skills so that he will be able to act should his Lord call for him. He is very polite, however, and is peaceful by nature and only acts violent when he is forced to, or when he doesn't have time to act otherwise.

Home Location: Tyzitla, Royal Palace, Commander in chiefs quarter.

Other Info: Shalir oversees the army, and makes sure they are in top shape by regularly going on hunts in the mountains or the frigid lands to the north to hunt dangerous beasts.

Name:Ailmer Vulmer

Ailmer is your typical Tyzil native. He carries the distinctive physical characteristics of his people. Dark skin, bright green eyes, and white hair. Unlike the others, however, he sports very little tattoos. Simply put, he relies more on his mind and incredible tactical ability rather than simply being a powerhouse of magic or physical strength. All of his physical talents were learned naturally, and his mind was not sharpened through shadow magic. Pushing his body to the physical limits, has led him to achieve combat prowess that will let him stand on his own, even against Shalir, Nimue, and Irisha.

Age: 24
Follows: Tyzitla
Species: Tyzan

Personality:
Drinks too much, parties a little to hard, and flirts with too many women. He's friendly, but can be a bit too laid back and carefree at times, though that's probably because of his young age.

Powers:
Equipment
Shadow Forged Blade: The only thing of his that isn't made by the usual Shadow-smithing processes. It's a blade similar to Nimue's, but he only wields one, and a knife.
Magic
Shadow Cloning Simple enough. He creates clones of himself using shadow puppets. And yes, they can hurt you but they only have rudimentary sentience and can be easily dispatched, but they can be given an order such as 'go pull that lever' or 'go here and wait' or 'cause a distraction'.

Ailmer isn't a fighter by nature or ability. He is a tactician, and a good one at that. Intelligent, clever, and a master trap maker. He graduated with top marks from the academy by cleverly exploiting his enemies weaknesses and turning their own abilities against them.

Home Location: Academic Quarter. Scath Guards Main Building.

~The Twilight Void~
Welcome! Please enjoy your afterlife in eternal service to Lord Tyzitla!


The Twilight Void, or simply 'The Void' is a formless realm that is suspended between dusk and dawn constantly, creating long deep, black shadows. It is formless, until a being gives the shadows within it a shape, and even then the shadows will eventually fade back into nothingness. The only permanent landmark is a huge Citadel, Tyzitlas home and palace within the realm. Normally, living beings are not able to enter it, though with the 'Shadow Walk' ability that a few of Tyzitlas followers have, they are able to should they have need. If so, they will find a most peculiar thing happening, the shadows guiding them to their destination. Either to where they want to go, or where they need to go. However, the realm is guarded by various shadow monstrosities Tyzitla created in order to protect this realm. Any intruder, even a follower of his either must avoid them, or fight them if they wish to traverse this realm.

Dead souls of Tzyitlas followers are bought to the Gloaming Citadel. There, they attain eternal life in the shadowy realm. They become shadows themselves, unable to exist in the mortal world anymore. They still remain conscious, however, and retain their personalities. Here, they guard the citadel and await the call of their god into action. Any mortal that finds their way into the citadel will be killed, no questions asked, even his followers. No living may enter this citadel.

In truth, the reality may be a bit darker. Most of the monstrosities that he creates were once one or more of his followers, using their souls to fuel his creations. Of course, most of them would be happy to be turned into a mindless monstrosity, wouldn't they?

The first thing many people would notice are her bat-like wings, or the three claw-like scars on her face. She has bright green eyes, lush, thick brown hair. She has fangs, and her face seems to sport a constant smirk. She has a pale complexion with flawless skin that attracts the attention of all men who have ever seen her. Unfortunately for them, (or maybe fortunately.) She has no interest in such things. She likes sleeping, fighting, blood sport, and fighting. Did I mention fighting? She loves killing things, and putting an end to someones (or somethings) life.

Name: Zyla, Princess of Shadows.
Age: Old enough, to have been around since the founding of Limuk 200 years ago.
Follows: Tyzitla, but...eh, kinda does her own thing.
Species: Demigod. She is the result of a one night tryst with a rather violent and vengeful Sylph who disappeared sometime after she was born.

Personality: Zylas appearance betrays her almost child-like personality. Shes incredibly energetic, and can't seem to sit still for more than a few minutes without doing something. She's incredibly curious about most things loves learning new things, though she can't be bothered to actually read a book. Though, her favorite past time, is fighting. She loves fighting, especially if its a fight to the death and she can often be found hunting shadow beasts in the Twilight Void, much to her fathers dismay. He doesn't like having to re-construct some of the things she's killed. Some of them took a long time to perfect.

despite her energetic and curious personality, she's hostile towards almost everyone but the Four Generals, and her father, as though they are the only ones she views as an equal. Everyone else is simply a bore she wants to put on the end of her spear.

Powers:
Zyla, carries her fathers ability to manipulate shadows, though not to such a precise and good extent as he does. Mostly she uses it to create herself her weapon, a spear made from pure shadows. She does have some rather unique powers, however.

~Storm of the End~
She can conjure winds of up to hundreds of miles an hour. Even more deadly, she can add razor sharp blades of shadow into the storm, giving the wind a pitch black tint and giving it cutting power rather than just concussive force. She can use them in either short blasts, or create a small tornado if she wanted to expend a large amount of energy. She uses her spear to direct these blasts, usually.
~Hurricane Armor~
With some careful manipulation, she can put a layer of extremely fast moving air around her body to protect her from damage, deflecting blades and projectiles if timed right. Her mobility is rather limited, as the winds could easily cut her as well.

Home Location: Twilight void, watching over the Citadel unless called upon by her father. Or unless she gets bored and gives daddy dearest a surprise visit (which she does, like every day.)

Arella: Art is pretty and in all pretty things there is value, what she creates people desire and he can distribute to them all for a nominal fee of course.
Tyzitla: Necessary and of course useful for removing obstructions Gilder might face, though he wouldn't be trusted for his weight in gold.
Esra: To be honest she scares him, her view is bereft of value or exchange and he honestly can't stand her.
P'kegatu: Another one he dislikes her curses have stricken near his jewels but never in them but he feels that should an ardent enough prayer find her she wouldn't hesitate.
Kaba: Respects her and has made many overtures in an attempt to open her lands to industrialization which she has been resisting.
Azreal: He cares little for the god of death but understands his necessity, it is his children Gilder dislikes.
Malag: Oddly enough Malag is one of Gilders biggest customers his lands are in constant need of goods and have provided a consistent and profitable venture if one that has occasionally cost him the whole caravan.
Arguis: Gilder makes it a point to try to keep tabs on the god of chaos if only to steer his caravans away from him.
Kun: Perhaps one of the gods he has had to deal with the most considering her domain he likes her and has traded secrets and artifacts before to ensure his ships safe passage over her waters.

Name: Esra

Goal: Variant. Has no active desire for territorial expansion as she sees no value in such a thing. An increase in raw power that is spawned from an increase in worshippers does little for the actual nuance of the power, and so with her own nature of abilities she simply views aggression as effort. That said, Esra's desires trump all else in her decision-making, so should she be incited to action or decide that, rather than a boring exertion of effort that the systematic conquering of the world could be fun, there will be no hesitation to jump into the fray.

Domain: Order.

Appearance:

Powers: System, Observer, Stagnation, Void Command, Numerical Phantasm.

Artifacts: First Precept.

Territory: United States of AUO.

Symbols: Blank circles, voids, and the like. Traditional indications of Order such as the Dharmachakra. So on, and so forth. An inanely boring set of symbols, by most definitions.

Name: Kaba

Goal: A mix of both, Kaba has no problem threatening the territory of her enemies, but would never think of invading an allies land. She also wouldn't make the first move, waiting for someone to threaten her before she strikes herself. The same thing can be said about making alliances. Kaba isn't going around begging for friendship, in reality she would ideally keep to herself in her own territory. But she knows that without allies innocent people can get hurt, and she would do anything to protect her people.

Domain: Goddess of Nature, agriculture and wild beasts. Domains over Plant, Animal, Harvest and Feast.

Appearance:

Powers:

Kaba is connected directly and can communicate, influence, manipulate and control nature, however this is mostly limited to only plants and non-human animals. There are times were Kaba can manipulate the weather and the land itself, ie moving earth, but she tries to keep away from these as they can cause lasting damage to herself and her territory.

Because Kaba can communicate with nature itself, she can instantly be familiar with her surroundings, the connection is so deep that the earth can respond to her emotions and desires (blossoming with flowers and calming weather when happy, making skies stormy when angry, etc)

The user can purify, heal and generally influence the health of nature. And considering the fact that she is helping the environment, plants and animals act favorably towards her. Kaba can also understand the 'language' of almost any plant and animal species in the world, with a few exceptions to rare or otherwise newly created creatures.

Artifacts:

Kaba's Bow: A bow carried by Jaba, which can induce health in any plant or animal that is pierced by it's arrows.

The Soil of Greipur: Pure soil from Kaba's territory. Any seed planted in this soil will grow with extreme speed and produce higher quality fruits.



Territory: Kaba's territory looks similarly to the modern day rainforest. Her followers call the land Greipur and it is home to some of the most diverse animal and plant species in the entire world. Kaba's territory is composed mostly of dense forests, full of tall trees and other lush plants. People and Gods not native to these rainforests would easily become confused and turned around, as it is often difficult to find a single clear path or even a way to see the stars.

The people of Greipur, to put it lightly, are primitive. They have an extremely basic alphabet and society that mainly revolves around hunting, fishing, and growing crops. They make their homes deep within the jungle, living in tents made out of stretched animal skins and wood. They are a small people both in number and stature. Kaba's people are tan skinned, short, and thin looking humanoids. They all have dark eyes and dark hair. Almost every human living in her territory is a follower, as they believe that without praising Kaba their crops would not grow and their livestock would die. They also fear that if they anger the goddess wild creatures would arrive and eat them. Despite their fear for the goddess, they also love and respect her, constantly celebrating successful harvest and the birth of new animals.

Kaba is also very protective of her people, often walking among them as an unseen guardian. She often appears to them as a stag, leading them through the jungle to new plants and areas to live in. During famine and drought Kaba has been known to bring in new sources of food and water to her people, who praise her every action.

Other Info: Along with gaining power from her followers, she also gains energy from the land she inhabits. If a forest fire rages through her forests, Kaba herself will feel the burns or the land. If Kaba is attacked and injured by another God, her land will similarly suffer. This is the reason she is extremely protective over her land, rarely inviting other gods into her lands. To both protect her naive people and the land they live in.

Symbol:

Relations:

Arella, God of Art: The concepts of art, crafts and music are all ideas that Kaba was glad to let the other God share with her people, but Kaba does not like Arella herself. She is too aggressive and flightly, like a loose cannon. Kaba is glad to see her people full of creativity, but would not stray from going to war with the Art God if she threatened her territory.

Tyzitla, God of Shadows: Another God that Kaba can appreciate. While his domains rarely overlap with Kaba, as she does not want her people learning the art of assassination and trickery, she enjoys his calm company. She would not hesitate to make an alliance if war was to ever brew. Her amount of trust seems odd for the normally distant Goddess.

Gilder, God of Coin: Kaba has no need for coin, gold or any other sort of currency. Despite this Kaba can tollorate the God of Coin for his hardworking attitude. However, the way he eyes her lands with intent of greed fills her with rage and fear.

Azreal, God of Death: Death is part of nature, and she had been forced to visit Azreal far to many times. The death of a mortal, the death of a tree, the death of an animal. It is all the same to her. She holds deep respect for a man who must see so much sorrow.

Malag, God of Blood: Unlike Azreal, Kaba greatly dislikes the God of Blood. In her eyes death that ends in useless violence and spilled blood is disrespectful to the creature who was killed. She does not wish to associate with the violent God.

Arguis, God of Chaos: Kaba, while not outright hating, feels extremely indifferent towards the God of Chaos. Kaba enjoys order and balance in life, but a bit of chaos never hurt anyone. And besides, sometimes the best things come out of randomness.

Kun, Goddess of the Sea: Kaba would be first in line to tell someone how much respect she has for Kun. In a way, both of the Goddesses have similar goals; keep their lands and creations safe and unspoiled. Kaba would fully support an alliance between the land and the sea. She also thinks her children are very endearing.

Tyrithe, Goddess of Judgment: A goddess that Kaba can give her respect to. Kaba often feels like an elderly goddess when she mentions how much she enjoys balance and justice in life. Kaba tries to return respect back to the Goddess.

Hurrian, God of Storms: The unstable nature of the God of Storms often makes Kaba uneasy, although she would never admit it. Storms, falling under nature, are things that Kaba know very well. They could easily ravage her lands, for now she tries to keep things neutral.

Name: Vecatrius
Titles: Lord of Time, Emissary of Fate, The Binding One, The Ruler of Cogs, First Chronomancer, Grandfather

Goal: Vecatrius plays a seemingly passive role in the realm of Gods as he maintains Time. What the other gods may not be aware is of his temporal meddling towards a rather terrifying goal. Vecatrius is the ultimate control freak, a god with a god complex, as he seeks to enforce Fate and yet overthrow Fate in favor of his own design. Thus while he may seem as a neutral and uncaring watchman of Time, he has long since been corrupted in his reasoning and has begun to make small move towards accomplishing his goals.
Domain: Time, Fate, Prophecy, Memory, Machines, Control

Symbol: An hourglass wrapped in chains and filled with gears and cogs in lieu of sand.
Appearance:



Artifacts:
The Clockwork Sphere: A small metal ball which opens up its plated shell to reveal clockwork mechanisms so intricate and complex, not even the gods dare attempt to decipher what exactly does the chromosphere do nor has Vecatrius been documented to use it but rather give the items to his Chosen mortals. Vecatrius has hinted it to be the heart of time, or perhaps his own heart. Though ultimately, it is the “egg” of the next reality which will convert its most current holder into the next reality’s Vecatrius.

Territory:
Territory for the God of Time is not a matter of where, but when. Though he may lay claim to all time, and has dwelt in time, Vecatrius holds a single city yet due to the nature of his domain, the single city is in fact three separate cities fractured in different times as they float in and out of time itself. The rare and occasional visitors would find themselves easily lost in the ever-shifting nature of the three cities, as time holds no meaning and walking half a block would easily send travellers forward or back in time relative to their original location at random. All visitors must return into the proper city and timeline before leaving the bounds of the cities else be hunted down by the enforcers of the cities.







The sole unchanging portion of the triple cities is the Chronotempris: an anachronomalous feature located in the heart of each city. It contains the three most important functions of the city, the Hall of Records, the Chamber of Prophecies and the Tower of Time. The architecture of the building itself is a composite mixture of the time periods, featuring great domed arches of stone and pyramid-like rooftops alongside towering spires, sweeping spirals and glowing spheres. A central spire holds Vecatrius’ resting place and the warp in time which he presides over.

Here within the Chronotempris there exists the strange biomechanical entities Vecatrius has created as his servitors. Forged from the energies of futures lost to fate denied, they are his agents.



The Keepers: These deaf humanoids serve as the Time God’s warriors. They are guardians and defenders who protect Vecatrius, Time and the triple cities from harm. They are unable to listen to commands ensuring they will not follow any orders other than their directive to defend. These are found throughout the Three Cities and congregate in the Tower of Time.

The Speakers: These blind humanoids serve as the Time God’s priests. They are prophets and seers who hear the commands of their Lord and in turn speak of his prophecies. They are unable to see their world or their Lord, such that they are not tempted to act upon the prophecies they hear. These are often found in the Chamber of Prophecies.

The Watchers: These mute humanoids serve as the Time God’s scholars. They are historians and observers who see and hear the events of the world. They cannot speak to interject their thoughts into their records, offering only unbiased examinations of the world around them. These are often found in the Hall of Records



Origin/Background
Before time, there was Vecatrius, at time there was Vecatrius and after time, there was Vecatrius. There always was Vecatrius, and never was Vecatrius. His existence was, is and will be, a being which was not born nor created, but merely existed indefinitely. None can explain his origin, as even he cannot remember his first memory, and memories are his domain. Whispers may say he never existed in the first place, or perhaps that he had influenced his own creation, and others speculate he is the last survivor of the reality before ours. Or perhaps he is but a tool for a servant of an even greater power which had grown a sentience.

Godly Relations
Vecatrius tries to maintain a neutral relationship with the rest of the cosmic pantheon. While he is disinterested in their dealings, he does have some relations with the other Gods who represent the more abstract concepts: Secrets, Death, Order, Chaos, and Knowledge. Often times his will forces itself into their domains, at which begins the politics of the divine.

Name:
Azreal "God of Death"

Goal: Because his Territory is a realm, no one can actually enter into his realm from the outside, unless allowed. BUT he will still be defensive because he does not need fighting, for fighting leads to more souls that he will have to accept.

Domain: Death, Destruction, Hatred

Appearance:



Azreal has natural dark black hair, like that of darkness and huge red cat like irises that contrast the color. The intensity of his eyes make him seem evil almost, making him almost unapproachable, even more so when noticing his aura. His eyes are fierce and piercing to the soul, when he looks at you it's almost as if he is trying to look through you into the windows of your very soul. They are an interesting match around his hair, but fit almost perfectly it seems. His silky hair only makes his crazed and almost sadistic look even more evil. Honestly he could be mistaken for a vampire almost, having the complexion of a ghost if he were to have red eyes, not mention he loves to the sight of blood, not so much that he'll drink it, but he loves the color and liquid appearance if that makes sense.

When his mask is not on, he rarely even smiles, and he uses it to his advantage when it comes to fighting. Though there are small things that will cause him to crack a smile every now and then. His lack of love or liking of anything, causes him to be very monotone and look very uninterested with everything going on around him. Unless he really does lose himself in the madness that is his domain, which he finds happening more and more often. He doesn't mind it actually, he prefers the others think him insane and mad, better than them trying to make conversation with him, which he doesn't want. He has a weird voice to match, deeper than a lot of other men and sort of raspy like, It has a way of making him sound very ominous and way more evil than he really is.

He also has a very young looking appearance, almost mistaking him as a young man and not a god at all. He's a rather tall guy, being 6'7 in height (2.04m), and his arms are very lengthy. He has a well chiseled face that matches his all around weird and freaky eyes that almost make him look like a deranged lunatic, which of course isn't to far off from what he really is deep, deep, deep down. He has a snow white complexion that could almost make him blend in with a pure white wall, all around he has the complexion of casper the ghost, but this comes from a skin condition that he ended up inheriting when he became the god of his domain, his power some what draws the color from his skin and making him very very far skin, like that of a ghost.

Powers:
Nether Manipulation-
Azreal can create, shape and manipulate Nether, the "Chthonian Element" that flows through the realms of the living, and the Dead. Nether is most known as the substance that makes up the Underworld, a subterranean dimension where all souls go when they pass on. Nether is very similar to Aether “the Celestial Element” in that is from a Plane that exists between the planes of both matter, and energy. However, although it can partake in the nature of either substances, Nether is neither of these things. Nether is more than the source of what drains life away from living things, it is the destructive aspect of reality, the source and very concept of entropy and destruction, disasters and all degeneration in matter, energy and concepts. It is the power that makes possible and ensures severing the soul's connection to their mortal body, so they can pass onto the after life. It is also the power that summons and controls the souls of the deceased. Azreal acknowledges that Nether exists in Elemental, Cosmic, and Spiritual forces. Nether exists in the cosmos as sort of a gateway between the land of the Living and the Dead, stretching out to anywhere where death has potential to occur. (Basically Azreal can deny or accept the souls of the dead and the departing. On top of this, Azreal can bring forth objects, such as weapons or small constructs into existence, using Nether Elements.)

Death Sense-
Azreal is capable of sensing the coming of death, able to determine when someone is dead or dying or if others have died in a specific location. At times, this extends to seeing the names and lifespans of those who's faces the user sees.

Reanimation-
Azreal is able to animate corpses and dead beings, making them to move and react. They are usually under users control, but because the corpses are likely mindless they have to be carefully monitored. Azreal is able to make semi sentient undead beings, however he can only have one up at a time and once he uses it, that undead being MUST be killed in order for him to use it again.

Death Appearance-
When death happens, Azreal is able to use the dead body as a teleport of shorts. This ability only extends to outwards in the radius of a mile, but if death is apparent, Azreal is able to warp to that dead body, so that he can send the soul into his territory, virtually the underworld. This can only be used when death happens, this also only includes animals about the size of a boxer dog, and everything after that. He cant teleport to bugs, or rats or anything smaller as a means of getting away. This also means on the battle field, this power becomes exceedingly stronger.

Artifacts:
Ring of Lilith- This ring is said to be the one of the daughters of Azreal, once on, the user is able to see and talk to the dead, on top of this, the ring will forever attach to it's host until the host is dead.

Scythe of Razel- This weapon was said to be made from Azreal's body, once a weapon Azreal had, this weapon grants anyone who uses it, a key of sorts into Azreal's territory. Not only that but also allows the user to summon one of Azreal's three great beast that he holds with in his own castle. However the user must be full of hatred in order to summon one of Azreal's pets, else the beast will turn on the user.

Territory:
Aelburn


Le'DeRaug


Example of Forests


Most of Azreal's territory is quite sad in truth, he has two main cities within his territory, Aelburn and Lo'DeRaug. Aelburn is city tucked away in the middle of the some of the only healthy forests in this territory. It's almost unknown to the outside world if the city even exist, but in truth the city is very rich and healthy. It's full of life and livelyness, which is ironic considering their god. It's located in a dense forest, which the forest is infested with chimera's and twisted beast, made and ordered by Azreal himself to guard the city. It's more modern than one would think, just short of being self sufficient, it's otherwise one of Azreal's prized possessions when it comes to his territory. Lo'DeRaug however is almost completely different. This is where Azreal himself stays and keeps some of his greatest warriors for if he gets into a war with a neighboring territories. This "City" is nothing more than Nether built structures made from Azreal, it floats above the ground below and is surrounded in a wasteland of huge rib like stone structures. The people with in this city or souls, hundreds and hundreds of souls that Azreal has deemed unworthy of living free in his territory.

Aside from this, the rest of his territory is very....barren or so it appears. In the center lay the two cities, but around the cities lay dead forest, healthy swamps full of broken down buildings and houses. Souls run rampant in these places, free to do as they please. To the naked eye, there is nothing but the creatures that lay within the territory, but anyone who is experienced with seeing spirits or anything of the short will see a city of souls. There is a lot of ruins as well with in the territory, but other then that, that is the how the territory is set up. Also not only that but his "territory" is more so a realm then a territory. In order to get to the place you have to do one of two things, one you have to be killed or die. or two, you have to make the journey of the lost in order to get to him. To even find the entrance to his realm, you have to have the ability of manipulating a dead person.

Symbols:

Skulls are a pretty major symbol for Azreal, marking death, but cross bones as well. Beyond those, there is pretty much the most direct sign of Azreal. The "Rune of Death" that he made when he officially gained his god status, it's left whenever he uses his teleport ability, and it's marked on Nether materialized structures or weapons he uses.

Godly Relations:
P'kegatu/Betalaqul- He is not particularly fond of the god of vengeance much. A lot of the time he is the one who has to pick up her damn carnage, or the other gods. Needles death for him is a big reason for him to not like most of the gods in truth if they resort to that, but P'kegatu in particular as the habit of killing souls who's time was later in life, not because they were not into revenge and violence. Hell he understands Vengeance, as his domain also stretches to Hatred, a stem of vengeance, but killing needlessly is hard on his realm.

Tyzitia- He likes him most out of the group of gods, simply because deep in his mind, he loves seeing his youngest daughter bicker with his daughter, it makes him feel old. Which in his book doesn't happen often. Beyond that, he is a pretty nice god, willing to even help him, if asked for, though he did say at a price, which made Azreal feel a type of way. BUT he is still lively company when Azreal is feeling "lively" which is him pretty much showing his face.

All the other gods- In all honesty, as of right now in the current time and situation, Azreal really doesn't care much for many of the other gods, and it's not because he doesn't care, but he's more focused on doing his job most of the time. He's not a real social god, truth be told, if he didn't have Lilith, he would be an introvert, so his opinion for much of the other gods is yet to be discovered, even to himself as of right now.

Animal:
Owl

Other Info:
Despite being the God of death, Destruction and Hatred, Azreal actually doesn't want war,, in truth most everyone should understand what he does for everyone around him. He's responsible for the souls of dead, a lot of dead for that matter. When war roles around, he usually appears in the aftermath to make sure that the lost souls find their way to his territory. Else they might be forever wandering the places they died. For this reason, is why he refuses to have war within his territory. Death means more souls, more souls means effort, effort of which he does not want to deal with more than he already does. Azreal is a very quiet soul, almost rarely does he talk, he hates life and everything about it, the happiness, the joy of feeling the warmth of others, like he did when he was alive. he use to show compassion but now its just simply nothingness, no regret, no anger, no happiness, just a feeling deep down of sorrow. The sorrow of never being able to take back what he did so many many many years ago, the sorrow of leaving the loved ones long dead. Also allows herself to not be the center of attention which he does not favor when not fighting. he likes the quiet in general and nothing more, he will try to end a fight as quick as possible to return to silence. He does however have a much darker side to her that many others do not know about. His demon side, though he can hide it extremely well, craves violence and the sight of death. He loves fighting no matter how much he tries to hate it, and this side appears on the battle field. What arises is something that little to anyone alive has seen, a second personality within Azreal, a true monster. He appears on the battlefield and this will be someone you wish not to meet, for blood lust resides in this version of him, a person that Azreal calls, Sis. He can be heard sometimes whispering to Sis, arguing with her.

Name: Lilith

Age: Unknown

Follows:
Azreal

Species:
Half-God

Powers:
Azreal's Gift-


Lilith's Aura is so vast and so powerful, that simply moving can become an attack. By flexing and extending her muscles, she causes large arms of Aura to reach from her being. These "arms of pure destruction" are completely visible to the naked eye, thanks to the sheer amount of their power causing them to glow. They appear much like Lilith's arms, lithe and elongated...but outrageous strength hidden within. Though the ends form into hands, with fingers, there is no fine motor control. The fingers do not move, nor do they bend or squeeze. These behave more like an animal's' paw, in that, they digits are merely their for support or clawing. The size of the arms can vary, depending on the level of exertion Lilith uses. She can range the length of her arms from 1 single foot, all the way to 30 feet. The radius of the arms, which often take the very cylindrical form of her own anatomy, will vary from 1 foot to 5 feet. She can sling arms the size of people or buses, it all depends on her effort. What they lack in tactile function, they make up for with devastation. Whatever becomes struck by these limbs is hit with the full force of Lilith's strength. The arms themselves are as strong as Liliths strength is, meaning without effort they can push a car. Naturally if used together they're stronger, but still hold the strength of Lilith's punch in total (I.E She uses two arms to punch something, it will receive equal amount of her strength.) The arm is a conduit for her deceptively, horrifying physicality. Though they cannot grab or clutch their targets, they can pummel and pulverize them to nothing. Dodging them is quite difficult, as they move at as fast as a normal demon's reaction time would be. These arms can be cut, and they can even be severed by something that negates her ability for a short amount of time or if the user has something made of metal or other earth metals. These arms are an extension of Lilith, meaning when she is injured they're injured, weakening them. (She can only use 4 arms at a time as of right now, as she gets stronger the arms will begin to grow in number. When the arms are cut, she must wait 4 minutes to use the set of arms or arm again. These arms are also like stated above, and extension of her, meaning it will take the same amount of strength to cut the arms as if they were trying to cut Lilith.)

Physical Description:

Calm, Collected, and the aura that seems to change. These are the few of many simple words that can be used to describe Lilith. She is has rather average sized female who has shown her experience to many who know her. Her hair is deep crimson red and has a weird shine to, the evidence of power circulates around her. These are small descriptions that will be expanded later, the most noticeable her body is her physical frame. She has a rather slim and toned body, having a sense of balance in the middle, she is not skinny to the point where it seems she has no muscles but her muscles are not toned to the point where it seems that she is mainly muscle and thats it.

Her face is also the place that shows a great story. The first things that one would notice on her face is it's changing demeanor. She is able to go from a calm and very collected to exasperated and angry. The scar that goes from her left eye to her chin are the remnants of the warrior that killed clansmen, telling the story of how she obtained her scar. The scar is a remnant of the faithful event that left Lilith asking for help until meeting someone capable of healing her eye. Now she uses it as a base for her personality and to remind her never to fall into the same trust and trap she was in when she killed the Women who killed her mother. Besides her scar, her cheeks are a bit chubby and give her a cutesy face, which she hates with a firm passion. Others might notice her lips that somehow fit her chubby cheeks and make her even cuter, which again she hates. Her wrinkles don't show much anymore, instead giving her dimples when she smiles. One would not be able to tell that she is many many years old, nor does she lead on to be, the only thing that would tell a person that she is old, is her infinite wisdom and attempts to guide the younger generation in the right path.

Lilith's voice is another way of telling how old she is, it is not that it's that old sounding, but it is deep and somewhat raspy, some might even say a bit seductive, but she likes her voice, she claims it makes what she says much more deeper than intended. Though it is deep, when she is embarrassed her voice will crack and she gets even more embarrassed. Her tone can very different though from time to time, it's a tad bit childish at times, but at the same time have a mother or aunt vibe. It can be quite the opposite as well, as when she is training or fighting it can be rather harsh to the extent you would not recognize her if your back was turned and you were completely focused on the task at hand. She does have a bit of an accent as well, though it is mixed and something completely different then one would expect to come from her mouth. It is not at all hard to understand but it is some how mixed between what a real world French and Romanian mixed accent. She has no idea where she picked it up from, but it has a french swuaving sound when she is anxious or angry.

Home Location:
Azreal's realm

Other Info:
Lilith is not only Azreal's daughter, but leading force behind his army as well as the person who talks mostly when having to go to a meeting with other gods or anything like that in fact. She is seen always next to him as his right hand gal and his reasonable mind basically.

Personality:
Lilith is a generally nice natured person, not hating of anyone, no race, no color of skin, all that stuff is nothing in her mind, even gender doesn't matter to her. She cares nothing of the color of skin or race because simply it is not one act that defines a group of people but individuals acts that determine the person. Make them who they are and give them a reason to make Lilith not like them. Even the most vile people on earth, Lilith can get along with because she is simply fascinated with how they think and would love to have a one on one conversation with that said person. Nor does she discriminate or hate a certain race because she believes that everyone gets a second chance, with what they do with that is none of her business just that they deserve at least one more chance and if nothing was learned from the last time then they are only then a lost cause she will give up on them. In her eyes even the meanest of people can be nice, whether it be small or big, she will show kindness to all people until they prove to her that they don't deserve her niceness what so ever. The reason behind her kindness and acting like a mother, is because of having no one for her when she was younger, she knows what it means to be alone.

She can also be much like a sage when helping people through physical hardships, like giving advice, helping them social problems, even helping them with the problem directly. She tries her best to help strugglers out whenever possible, even ones that others think are a lost cause. If the person is willing, she do her best to help them , just ask nicely and she'll do her best to "fix" the situation. She loves giving advice that is honest regardless of if they will hurt your feelings she will not lie to you even if it comes down to saying something mean, she only wants you to get better and if things need to be said then she will say it, granted she does understand feelings and try to dial it back some but other then that you will get the truth out of her and nothing more. In the event that she does lie to you, which rarely will happen she would do it for the protection of not only herself but you and the people involved if it is that serious then at that point she will keep it to herself and only the people she is sure can handle it so that she does not cause mass panic.

She is a very particular person for someone of her race and stature someone that a lot of people would say a left curve for what job she has, some might even say it's a wonder how she’s wasn’t a human. She is one of the nicest beings one could meet, but there is something a bit off about her sometimes, it's not always apparent and some might even say one wouldn't notice it at all but there is sometimes a sudden change that she does when going from fighting to angry, it's almost like a 0-60 deal and it's scares a lot of people from how funny and quirky she can be to almost cruel like, one would call her unrecognizable when she is angry or serious. That being said she is able to hold in that part of her mind and personality in check and keep it from becoming who she is outside of fighting or training, though she could be considered Bipolar. She can also sport a sprouting of good spirit when the moment arrives and can be for the most part easy to hang out with and sometimes even a jokester when needed to be. Though when drunk she is almost a completely different person, one who is a bit of a flirt and tease and a big partier.(Her personality might seem like a left swing, but try living with the "God of Depression" and you would try to be happy and help others)

Name: Jezebel

Age:
Unknown, But is the youngest of the three daughters that Azreal has

Follows:
Azreal

Species:
Half-God

Powers:
Flames of Hatred-
Jezebel is the daughter of a god and her mother was a representation of a Phoenix, a living breathing human who had the abilities of one. Much like her mother, Jezebel was granted the ability, and more, gaining Fire manipulation, Fire Resistance, Flame Beams and Fire blasts. In more detail, Her body reaches temps. of 4000F, turning her body into living flames. The fire she shoots/blasts/sends in waves/controls, only reach to the heat of 1000F and go no hotter. Against water, the fire itself will vaporize it on contact. Though her body and flames are that heat, the area around her however stays to the same temperature until you come within half a foot around her. Her body gives up a heat like force shield that keeps her flames concealed within the half meter like circle so that it does not set ablaze to everything in and around the room. Along with the fact that she has the fire abilities, she is able to propel herself into the air, using her her flames to "fly" she must have both hands to fly completely otherwise she will stop and float in one area if she has to use one of her hands to attack back or set something on fire. On top of those abilities, she is able to stop only her flames in the event that they catch something on fire that she did not want to.(Do note that it can only be her flames, if someone else were to add flames upon hers, she would only be able to stop half of the fire, the other users would still be there). She also has heat resistance and is unable to get burned from flames. If she is hit with said flames, they will simply just meld together in her body and nothing else, she does not get stronger nor will the fuel her power.

Physical Description:

Jezebel, much like a flame. is firey sight to see. Even though being a good looking woman comes with perks, Jezebel sometimes gets irritated by the actions men tend to display while around her; whether that be sweet-talking or kiss-assing. Now lets start from the top. Her hair is a feature of hers that she both loves and hates. Jezebel has very very thick hair. Not only that but it's very long, and some mornings resemble that of a Lion's mane. Despite that hassle she keeps it rather long. Grey locks of hair, dusted from the phoenix that resides in side her, fall down to her butt. Many layers have been cut into her hair to take out some of the bulk. The shortest cuts being around her face and in the form of long bangs that fall past her nose, parted slightly off centre. Her hair has a natural wave to it, like the ocean's tide, and sometimes it flips in many parts, creating a wild messy look. The majority of Jezebel's hair is a greyish white, shining white in the light sometimes, healthy and full. The lower half of Jezebel's hair is a rich light grey blue, like that of the Blue feathered phoenix inside her, which is mostly covered by grey locks of hair. Though the grey-blue tends to peek out when the wind rustles through it or simply when her natural waves set in and the blue curls out to be viewed. She's not much into tying her hair back. The only times you'll see Ella do that is when she's serious in a battle or simply hard at work on something that has gotten her full attention.

Another striking feature of Jezebel's, if not her most standout feature is her eyes. Yes, Jezebel's eyes acquired an odd hue to them when she was born. At first they were an fiery orange, her eyes shifted their hue to a more crimson colour. Don't ask her why, she knows as much as each person that passes by(In Truth it is the phoenix that gives her irises the red hue). She does not know the power that lays inside her, instead she seems to think it's a sickness she acquired when she was little. What ever the cause, her eyes are rather pretty, or creepy, depending on how you view them. Only those who have gazed deep into her eyes could see the traces and flecks of violet that meld into the red of her Iris. Her almond shaped eyes are framed by long dark lashes, signifying her youthful look. Jezebel loves the colour red, so she tends to dress up her eyes with white shadow on her lids, dark shadow on the outer half of her lower lash line, pin up style black eyeliner and mascara. Many times will you see her eyes bloodshot, usually after she tends to her...herbs.

Her skin is an ivory colour with some natural rosiness to it, though as of right now she is covered in a browner tan giving her a not so Caucasian look.. Though her skin isn't perfection. Over her right eye are three scars, which are slightly faded. Her arms and legs all have various scars and scrapes, each telling their own story. She also has a few beauty marks. One being right by her right collarbone and another on her hip. Jezebel has a button nose, which thankfully, isn't a beak. Her lips are plump, but not over sized they fit her face. If someone were to get a kiss on the cheek from Jezebel, you would see marks of the red lipstick Jezebel wears left behind. Her smile is charming with a set of pearly teeth. Her face shape being more on the rounded side, giving her a softer, more feminine look with no sharply defined chin or cheek bones that stick out. Her skin is soft and velvety to the touch. Then again she's always putting on her hemp lotion. She likes to keep herself in good hygiene, and thats how its gonna stay.

Home Location:
Azreal's Realm

Other Info:
The youngest of the three "beasts" that are within Azreal's domain, Jezebel is quite possibly the most dangerous and unstable one of the three. She is also seen with Azreal most of the time, though she very rarely comes around for the meeting of gods if one is ever held, she will however be present if asked by her father.

Personality:
She is somewhat of a straightforward person as well, saying things such as "Your existence is mean-less, your soul is a disgrace, everyone around cant stand you, even your own self" or her with one of her most recent group "What makes you think that you're something? The fact you have a group? I find it funny almost, because all i see is a useless waste of soul who contributes to nothing but running away in fear and leeching off of what we get. If you left right now, your "friends" wouldn't recognize you next time they saw you and gladly eat you up to become stronger. You wanted to know why I'm such a bitch, why I'm like this? Because the very people who you call comrades, will eat in an instant if the opportunity presented itself" shes not afraid to tell a person what she thinks, nor does she care what the person thinks they might do to her.Jezebel also is a survivalist, killing her own comrades to keep power. It's a low thing to do, but to get to where she needs to be she has to do was has to be done, though she leaves the stronger ones alone. Not because of their strength but because she believes if you're strong then you have the right to live, to become something or a someone. The weak deserve to die and the strong deserve to pray on the weak. She will not turn her head on a group member who is in trouble, but will at the same time kill them if they present themselves weak or becoming dependent on the rest of the group.

When in battle it her attitude almost completely changes though, almost becoming sinister. She enjoys the sounds of breaking bones, and the sound a blade makes when slicing through skin. She doesn't quite understand the sudden change of personality, but she think it's the power hungry lust of her true self that wants power and nothing but. Many compare her to a Sinister and Psychotic being when on the battle field, but their opinions change once she is around comrades and not fighting, she's almost the complete opposite.She loves to mess with people, when fighting them, trying to piss them off or make them lose sight and act reckless. She enjoys seeing them struggle with their emotions and keep their composure. The purist fighters are the ones she will try the most to anger, they are the easiest when reckless, almost predictable. She enjoys seeing the fighter lose control of their good intent and aim to kill or seriously injure, she loves to see the killer in their eyes. She loves to see them realize that they aren't as pure and good as they thought, she loves to see their very mind twist and realize that their intent was to kill her.

Name:
Llusia

Age:
Unknown

Follows:
Azreal

Species:
Half-God

Powers:
Azreal's Shadow-
Much like how the name says, Llusia can become a shadow and harness Shadow like forms, becoming a shadow herself or "Mimicing" the form. Inheriting all of the Ravencroft power, being the last of her blood line, Llusia has access to both her Highest Shadow Form, and Lowest, both being strong, but lowest is used for more practicality and combat. Her in her Lowest Form, her body is shaded with blackness, her eyes turn from her teal and red irises to pure white circles. Her body retains a humanoid form but a cloak like shadow grasps her body and makes her appear legless and a single slender body. Besides her change in appearance, in her lowest form, she is able to disappear into the darkness around her, travel on the ground as a shadow would, she retains her speech and able to talk to people around her, but it becomes more of a whisper, even when she yells. She is also able to revert between her physical body and her shadow body, meaning she is able to use her shadow body partially while still in physical form, forming lance like shadow weapons, or shields. Granted while she can do this, she is unable to use her strongest form. In her Highest Shadow Form, her powers are amplified exponentially, BUT she is stuck in that form for the remainder of the use of her power, she is unable to use her lowest form at all until the sunrise of the next day appears. If she uses her highest form, she retains all of her lowest form abilities, but there is a catch. She is unable to communicate to people around her, nor can she touch living organisms. However, she is able to teleport from shadow to shadow within a 50 meter radius. She also can not directly attack, this form is purely for travel, use in combat is almost useless.

Physical Description:

Llusia has pure white hair and huge red pupils that contrast the color. Her red eyes make her seem evil almost, making her almost unapproachable until noticing her Aura. Her eyes are fierce and piercing to the soul, when she looks at you it's almost as if she is trying to look through you. They are in perfect contrast with her cotton candy pin hair. Her silky hair only makes her crazed and almost sadistic look even more evil. Honestly she could be mistaken for a vampire almost, having the complexion of a ghost and the red eyes. She the most similar to her father out of the three daughters that Azreal has.

She smiles constantly and enjoys looking insane, she uses it to her advantage when it comes to fighting. Though inside she doesn't like that she smiles so often, she doesn't stop herself. Almost anything can make her crack a smile. She will laugh as well, almost as the stupidest of things, and showing her pearly whites. Making herself seem insane and radical, when really she tries her best to think things through. Unless she really does lose herself in fighting, which she finds happening more and more often. She doesn't mind it actually, she prefers the others think her insane and mad, better then them trying to make conversation with her, which she doesn't want. She has a weird voice to match, deeper then a lot of other girls and sort of raspy like, but high pitched enough to disprove any thoughts about her not being a girl, other then her body.

She is average height for a girl or thought to be until recently meeting a couple of people who made her look beyond short. She doesn't mind being short though, she feels like being tall would be a rather weird thing when fighting, as short makes it a bit harder for her opponent and herself, which she enjoys the challenge. She also a slim and fit body, keeping its firm form from when she was younger, keeping her gymnast features. As well as her body features she seemed to change some bit in the bust department, and she seemed to be more stretched out torso wise. She was much taller then she was from when she was alive, and she was glad to, 5'4 doesn't sound very scary.She has scars on her right wrist and both of her thighs. They signify the pain she has gone through in life and the pain she inflicts on herself now. It defines her very being and soul in her opinion. Any of the scars she has, she cherishes them and identifies them as her very core, the meaning behind why she continues to fight. They show her love her pain and the tolerance she has for it, it may seem barbaric to some but she counts them as one of the things that stands out on her body and makes her...unique.

Home Location:
Azreal's Realm

Other Info:
Llusia is most of the time in the shadow of Azreal, looking as his personal guard, she rarely talks to others so no one knows her real personality, only that she is the eldest and in rare situations will she voice her opinion.

Name: Malag

Title(s): Prince of Violence, Lord of Murder, The Blood God

Goal: Malag is extremely aggressive, leading an eternal campaign of blood and death across Minonas. Sometimes, a blood tribute can be made to sate his hunger for murder, and sometimes he will leave another God alone out of respect, but generally, he is cruel and merciless in his expansion.

Domain: Blood, Violence, Combat, Murder

Powers:
-Physically superior: Malag's strength, speed, reflexes, and endurance are greater than most gods, and far greater than that of any mortal. He is a terror on the battlefield, personally leading his followers into combat.

-Sanguimancy: Malag is able to manipulate the blood of mortal creatures, whether alive or dead. This can be utilized for a variety of purposes

-Bloodbonding: Malag can infuse his followers with his own blood, granting them incredible physical abilities, and prowess in combat. This can be granted to any mortal, and even other Gods. However, it must be taken willingly. Once the bloodbond is sealed, the chosen mortal or God is subservient to Malag. Though they retain their free will, they must follow any orders Malag gives them.

Artifacts: -Gore: Gore is a two-handed mace, glowing with savage energies, and a natural channel for Malag's violent power. The weapon itself is a part of him, like the stinger on a bee. Considering it's divine nature, it has proven thus-far to be indestructible. When Malag strikes a target with Gore, the energies emanating from the mace are expelled. In the ensuing explosion of energies, most mortal beings are shredded, exploding into a bloody mess, much to the delight of the weapon's wielder.

-The Crown of Dissension: The Crown of Dissension allows Malag to stir the primal violent urges in mortals, turning the weak-willed into mindless, bloodthirsty scrappers.

Territory: Mobile. Malag leads a nomadic horde of psychotic worshipers known as the Tide of Blood. The Tide of Blood is made up of murderous individuals that Malag has attracted throughout the world. The Tide of Blood is feared throughout the world of Minonas. Nations cower and even Gods may grow nervous when the horde of Malag draws near. Malag travels with the horde, sometimes at it's head, usually sitting atop his massive Murderthrone, which is carried by his followers.

Personality: Malag is violent and sadistic. However, he is not absent-of-mind. He often reflects on his nature, and is indeed quite contemplative, though he does not regret or deny any deeds, and he is quite satisfied in the sociopath that he is. He can be quick to anger, and slow to trust, particularly with other Gods. He is very active in the lives of his citizenry, and frequently joins in on the blood orgies and gladiatorial fights held in his name. In short, he is a sophisticated hedonist.

Source of Power: Malag does not gain his power from worshipers intrinsically. His power is gained through acts of violence, the spilling of blood, combat, and murder, regardless of who does the deed. Because the mortal world is so full of murder and bloodshed, Malag does not necessarily require worship. However, as a hedonist himself, he tends to indulge, calling for gladiatorial bloodbaths in his name.

-The Red: The Red is Malag's personal dimension, and the afterlife for his followers. It is an endless hellscape filled with eternal bloodshed and combat, as well as blood sacrifices and orgies. Malag wants desperately to mold Minonas in the image of The Red.