Name: Tyranthos the Exalted One
Type: Demigod
Appearance:Tyranthos is an tall, imposing figure, standing at 9'6. Underneath his armor, his skin is ash grey, scars from battles long past dotting his chest and back, and another set upon his right cheek., traces of hair have left his face and scalp. His eyes are bright Golden, one of his most Godly traits.
Personality and Drive: Tyranthos like any other Fél Várásti Warlord, is a creature mad for power and war, however, his goals differ to many, he is something more powerful then any typical warlord, he fancies himself a God, and as such, sees his very duty to unite the planes under his Godly banner and as such, wages a Crusade for domination for Fél Várást.
History: Little of Tyranthos' Origin is not known to even his followers, only a select few know of his past. In the beginning, Tyranthos was but a lowly soldier at the service of a Great Warlord, back in the day, he was considered one of the most powerful. For years he has served him well, but like many others, Tyranthos sought power for himself, to be equal to or even greater then his beloved master. For years he fought countless battles, slowly rising through the ranks as they waged a campaign of total destruction upon their most hated enemy, cutting deep into enemy-held lands.
One day, Tyranthos led a small warband in an ambush of sentry camp. not far from their own encampment, they close to their destination and were ready for the slaughter, until some caught the eyes of Tyranthos, a strange fading light in a dark cave, as if his body had a will of it's own, he moved toward the cave with great curiosity, his warband staying behind, bewildered at such odd behavior. For what seemed like hours, Tyranthos continued on his journey as he went deeper into the cave, the light growing brighter and brighter until he finally reached his destination.
Before him was a strange artifact, it was in the form of strange liquid gold of sorts, yet it was not gold, but something more arcane. He felt the artifact's pull as he drew closer and closer to it. Extending his hand towards the liquid, until it suddenly plunged into his arm, his body absorbing it, and in that moment, he felt great power surge through him, his once red eyes now turned gold, a sign of his final transformation, no, Ascension into Godhood.
He finally returned to his troops, sharing the tale, their bewilderment persevered to such an event, Tyranthos however, would gladly display the power no bestowed upon him. In but mere moments, Tyranthos had reduced the enemy camp to ash, what shocked them the most, was that Tyranthos had no affinity to magic what so ever. The power quickly went to his head as he now realized, he now can surpass his master, even overthrow him.
Today, Tyranthos is now known as the most powerful of the Warlords, with thousands of followers at his command.
Armaments: Tyranthos carries no other weapon then a short blade, for he mostly depends on his magical abilities in the field of battle.
Abilities: Tyranthos has a wide array of magical abilities at his command, from fire, water, earth, and wind elements, to protective shields and illusion spells, to controlling the power of the void.