Name: Hjunt Krissdah
Alignment: Neutral
Alias: Tilbat | The Fiend Blooded
Secret Identity: Tilbat
Looks:
Personality: Tibalt is selfish, consistently manipulative and violently domineering, apparently lacking much conscience or empathy. He possess incredible wit and intelligence, the latter a byproduct from the vast expanse of considerable knowledge from his passion of reading. Typically pragmatic; he will normally not attack anything or anybody unless provoked, not because of kindness or morals, but because of it being inconsequential, not worthy of attention, or does not impede him.
RANK & HISTORY
Rank: One (Observer)
Origin Type: Magic
Origin Story: Tibalt began life in Nephalia, an apprentice to one of the province's many Skaberens, but he lacked the skills required for the work of stitching together the dead. His repeated failures drove him into isolation, and there he nursed a growing hatred. In frustration, he turned his talents toward the realm of the living, using what his master had taught him to explore the true thresholds of the mortal frame.
History: Born a single child to peasants, the young fiend had a childhood none to different from most his peers. It wasn't until his teens that the young man took a particular interest in arcane arts and enrolled for one such school. The narcissism of youth fueled by a desire for non conformity had him pursuit the art with great fervor. It was in this time that he came to learn there was great disparity between self expectation and his own potential that was channeled through his sub par skills. Enraged at his stagnation, Tilbat focused his efforts in other aspects of the arts and begun tapping into demonic summoning. His experiments sought to discover the limits of living organisms to withstand pain.
During this period he took in vagrants and unwitting people all of whom stepped into their own deaths, a sacrifice deemed worthy in a quest to further his powers. It was only a matter of time before inquisitor's boot kicked in the door of his laboratory. Holy warriors poured into his workshop and found him in a room filled with jabbering devils and torture devices. Tibalt was caught red-handed. His crimes would finally be answered, and the severity of them called for only one punishment: execution. However he may have ignored the townsfolk who whispered, he was hardly without foresight. In that moment, cornered, he invoked a potent and hateful spell built from the devils' utterances and his own grim discoveries. The spell fused his own essence with the devils at his side granting him escape. Those days have long past bringing about the continuity of time which has morphed and warped and brought him into a new age. Now he roams about causing mischief whilst pursuing his own agenda.
ABILITIES & EQUIPMENT
- Strength: 6
- Intelligence: 10
- Speed: 10
- Durability: 6
- Energy: 15 [(+10) Netherkinesis]
- Technology: 0
Power: Nether Manipulation
Description of Powers: The power to generate, conjure, and manipulate Nether, the essence that flows through the realms of the living and the dead. The substance 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 it is neither of these things. Through the manipulation of this element Tilbat is capable of:
• Elemental Manipulation: Through manifesting dark variations of the classic elements i.e black lightning
• Death Force Manipulation:. An ability that enables one to control the essence that allows Death, Destruction, Decay, and Corruption to exist, allowing them to control decayed matter and/or request assistance from the dead.
Equipment: None
OTHER INFORMATION
Allies: None
Enemies: None
Other: N/A