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<blockquote data-quote="Venom5998" data-source="post: 8759829" data-attributes="member: 7037655"><p><strong>Domain:</strong> Ur-Asceldin</p><p></p><p><strong>Darklord:</strong> Asceldin (God of Mercy)</p><p></p><p><strong>Genre: </strong>Body horror, Dark Fantasty</p><p></p><p><strong>Hallmarks:</strong> Naivety, self mutilation, Betrayal, Delusion</p><p></p><p><strong>Technological Era: </strong>Chivalric</p><p></p><p><strong>Mist Talismans: </strong>cracked holy symbol, mummifed leach, worm ridden bread</p><p></p><p><strong>background</strong>: Asceldin was born on Oerth to a poor family of serfs who were heavily faithful, pinning all their woes and rewards on the backs of the gods they worshipped. As Asceldin grew older he quickly displayed an unusual level of intelligence that quickly surpassed most around him. His parents being the pious lot they were spent the meager savings they had to send him to the local temple in hopes of him becoming a Priest and through him recieve blessings from their God on the family. Asceldin was whole-heartedly against the idea, siting all his families troubles as evidence that the gods did not worry over the common mortal. Until he witnessed the first instance of Priestly magic, the High Cleric of his order creating a bountiful feast from nothing but his fervent prayers. For months Asceldin threw himself into the teachings of the high priests hoping to learn to wield the holy powers to his own gain to no avail. For the first time in his life he felt lesser, and resented the clergy and the gods for such an act. One night he secreted himself into the library that held the sacred tomes of his order and stole away with a collection of their most ancient tomes. On the run from a temple to a God he found lacking and from the clerics who refused to share their unwarranted power, Asceldin sought to unlock the secrets of the Gods' magic through the tomes and in doing so he found the only other being who he might have called friend, an elderly wizard who had discovered piety as he advanced in years. The Wizard, named Rintinlan took Aceldin in, under the false pretense put before him by Aceldin. That the boy had been persecuted by an evil Duke of his faraway land, a man who besmirched the name of the gods and balked at the idea of any being more powerful than he. With the help of the Wizard over the coming years Asceldin learned much not of what the gods sought to teach, but of the connection between God and chosen priest. Asceldin used that connection with the help of the magical, yet naive, mind of Rintinlan to learn to siphon off magical energy from the gods into himself. With the taste of divine magics and a new outlook onto the gods as not just uncaring but unworthy sources of incredible power Asceldin set himself to the logical next step of his plan. To steal divinity as a whole. Through a dark ritual on the altar to a God of Betrayal, Asceldin summoned and bound a powerful angel of a goodly God, the God of Rintinlans worship and deceived his old mentor, insisting that he had trapped a powerful demon in the most unholy place, in the hopes that the faithful would strike the killing blow on an agent of their goodly God, the most vital step of the ritual to steal godhood. The deed was done and Rintinlan was soon struck dead in that dark place by his former student thought friend, in that his ultimate betrayal. The final step of the ritual was to strip the most powerful parts of the angel and graft them into yourself. Asceldin removed the eyes, ears, tongue and wings of the poor creature and consumed a mixture of the blood of the angel and Rintintan, a creature born of faith, and one betrayed through it. With that the ritual was complete, Aceldin was no more a mortal, but also not a God. The divine spark was moved into his body, but his dark soul twisted and corrupted the spark, causing it to be a divine and alien entity bound in the prison of Asceldins own body. In this moment of ultimate failure and betrayal when Asceldin felt the divine leach fight and scream to be freed from within, was Asceldin pulled into the mists, and the God of Mercy was born.</p><p></p><p><strong>Notable Features:</strong> Asceldin's body weakens to the point of rupturing when he isn't praised to extreme measure. As such he uses small amounts of his divine power to perform "miracles" to sway the masses into believing him their God and savior. Though no matter what deeds he does, before long the people of his lands turn back to practicality to allow them to survive the dark nights of Ur-Asceldin. Furthering Asceldins belief that he is and never will be worthy of divine favor. This leads him to orchestrate larger and larger miracles, and obstacles to overcome to the awe of his devout. Further wearing thin his ability to hold his body together and the divine leach in check. He has discovered that no worship strengthens his mortal vessel more than bathing in the warm blood of a willingly sacrificed devout follower. Only with each passing day they become a rarer commodity. So he has turned his attention back to his original goal of stealing godhood, though now not from the pantheons of his world but a new set of beings that terrify and intrigue him, The Dark Powers.</p><p></p><p><strong>Adventure Hooks: -</strong>Religious artifacts of terrible power from a time before Asceldin rest scattered throughout his domain. Asceldin himself would have collected them long ago if not for the roving band of divinity-consuming Nabassu that roam his land in packs. They may be the key to his defeat...or Ascendence</p><p></p><p>-Though most either devote themselves wholey to Asceldin, or pay little care to him, their are rumors of a fortress monastery of devout priests and paladins who actively fight to unseat the God of Mercy. Few have seen the fortress but those who have speak of horribly malformed soilders with featureless faces and wordless screams guarding in, to mention nothing of the blood red rivers that surround the keep. Though no one has ventured within the walls and returned, a name of the order has been whispered, heard in dreams and visions. The Pride of Mutilated Perfection.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Venom5998, post: 8759829, member: 7037655"] [B]Domain:[/B] Ur-Asceldin [B]Darklord:[/B] Asceldin (God of Mercy) [B]Genre: [/B]Body horror, Dark Fantasty [B]Hallmarks:[/B] Naivety, self mutilation, Betrayal, Delusion [B]Technological Era: [/B]Chivalric [B]Mist Talismans: [/B]cracked holy symbol, mummifed leach, worm ridden bread [B]background[/B]: Asceldin was born on Oerth to a poor family of serfs who were heavily faithful, pinning all their woes and rewards on the backs of the gods they worshipped. As Asceldin grew older he quickly displayed an unusual level of intelligence that quickly surpassed most around him. His parents being the pious lot they were spent the meager savings they had to send him to the local temple in hopes of him becoming a Priest and through him recieve blessings from their God on the family. Asceldin was whole-heartedly against the idea, siting all his families troubles as evidence that the gods did not worry over the common mortal. Until he witnessed the first instance of Priestly magic, the High Cleric of his order creating a bountiful feast from nothing but his fervent prayers. For months Asceldin threw himself into the teachings of the high priests hoping to learn to wield the holy powers to his own gain to no avail. For the first time in his life he felt lesser, and resented the clergy and the gods for such an act. One night he secreted himself into the library that held the sacred tomes of his order and stole away with a collection of their most ancient tomes. On the run from a temple to a God he found lacking and from the clerics who refused to share their unwarranted power, Asceldin sought to unlock the secrets of the Gods' magic through the tomes and in doing so he found the only other being who he might have called friend, an elderly wizard who had discovered piety as he advanced in years. The Wizard, named Rintinlan took Aceldin in, under the false pretense put before him by Aceldin. That the boy had been persecuted by an evil Duke of his faraway land, a man who besmirched the name of the gods and balked at the idea of any being more powerful than he. With the help of the Wizard over the coming years Asceldin learned much not of what the gods sought to teach, but of the connection between God and chosen priest. Asceldin used that connection with the help of the magical, yet naive, mind of Rintinlan to learn to siphon off magical energy from the gods into himself. With the taste of divine magics and a new outlook onto the gods as not just uncaring but unworthy sources of incredible power Asceldin set himself to the logical next step of his plan. To steal divinity as a whole. Through a dark ritual on the altar to a God of Betrayal, Asceldin summoned and bound a powerful angel of a goodly God, the God of Rintinlans worship and deceived his old mentor, insisting that he had trapped a powerful demon in the most unholy place, in the hopes that the faithful would strike the killing blow on an agent of their goodly God, the most vital step of the ritual to steal godhood. The deed was done and Rintinlan was soon struck dead in that dark place by his former student thought friend, in that his ultimate betrayal. The final step of the ritual was to strip the most powerful parts of the angel and graft them into yourself. Asceldin removed the eyes, ears, tongue and wings of the poor creature and consumed a mixture of the blood of the angel and Rintintan, a creature born of faith, and one betrayed through it. With that the ritual was complete, Aceldin was no more a mortal, but also not a God. The divine spark was moved into his body, but his dark soul twisted and corrupted the spark, causing it to be a divine and alien entity bound in the prison of Asceldins own body. In this moment of ultimate failure and betrayal when Asceldin felt the divine leach fight and scream to be freed from within, was Asceldin pulled into the mists, and the God of Mercy was born. [B]Notable Features:[/B] Asceldin's body weakens to the point of rupturing when he isn't praised to extreme measure. As such he uses small amounts of his divine power to perform "miracles" to sway the masses into believing him their God and savior. Though no matter what deeds he does, before long the people of his lands turn back to practicality to allow them to survive the dark nights of Ur-Asceldin. Furthering Asceldins belief that he is and never will be worthy of divine favor. This leads him to orchestrate larger and larger miracles, and obstacles to overcome to the awe of his devout. Further wearing thin his ability to hold his body together and the divine leach in check. He has discovered that no worship strengthens his mortal vessel more than bathing in the warm blood of a willingly sacrificed devout follower. Only with each passing day they become a rarer commodity. So he has turned his attention back to his original goal of stealing godhood, though now not from the pantheons of his world but a new set of beings that terrify and intrigue him, The Dark Powers. [B]Adventure Hooks: -[/B]Religious artifacts of terrible power from a time before Asceldin rest scattered throughout his domain. Asceldin himself would have collected them long ago if not for the roving band of divinity-consuming Nabassu that roam his land in packs. They may be the key to his defeat...or Ascendence -Though most either devote themselves wholey to Asceldin, or pay little care to him, their are rumors of a fortress monastery of devout priests and paladins who actively fight to unseat the God of Mercy. Few have seen the fortress but those who have speak of horribly malformed soilders with featureless faces and wordless screams guarding in, to mention nothing of the blood red rivers that surround the keep. Though no one has ventured within the walls and returned, a name of the order has been whispered, heard in dreams and visions. The Pride of Mutilated Perfection. [/QUOTE]
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