My name is Diabolos. I was given this name by my dead mother because of my red eyes. I am 16, according to the age of man. I am known as the Sorcerer because I have dabbled in Dark Magic.
I am a Draconian, my mother is a Draconian and my father was a Draconian. I have decades of lineage in the Draconian Race. I am currently 5"11 inches tall. I'm quite muscular, built from all the hard work I've done as a child. I have Vantablack hair, with medium red eyes. I have dark skin and a gothic appearance that makes me unique, from others.
I tend to follow magic users and thieves, examining what they do and learning the ways of magic. I want to become the most powerful wizard to ever lived, and get revenge on the ones who brutally killed my mother, by starting in a high-level magic school, learning Dark Magic of old. I will also search distant lands, to uncover more powerful Dark Magic. I view friendships and alliances as necessary, for advancement.
I intend to annihilate anyone who decides to step in my path of rulership. Being a King is an objective, but not my main drive. I am determined to kill anyone who stands in my way. I have dark intentions for anyone.
A Sentimental Value: Poison, Clear Slow
I was about to leave my home when I felt a need to take something to remind me of my mission. I looked thoroughly through the house, taking heed to any items that hold memories. I noticed a Vile of Poison, mounted on my mother's desk. I examined the Vile and decided that this will be the downfall of my mother's murderers. Maybe someone of importance will recognize the Vile and I could get assistance on my expedition.
I met Kara, In a Tavern in my Old Town. When I met her, it was a most interesting meeting. We conversed for a while and learned of each other. I felt calm and collected, after learning she followed and examined me. I find Kara quite beautiful. I've slightly developed feelings for her, but I don't expect her to feel the same. I think she suspects my intentions are not of good-natured but regardless is willing to help anyway. I believe she wants me to succeed.
The Beauty of Lady Fluke
Lady Fluke Lady Fluke,
Her hair is luscious and fine,
Blonde like the sun,
Light face like a nun,
Her lips cherry red like wine,
Of perfect in size,
You have to realize,
that Lady Fluke is your prize,
Her eyes are sky blue,
Skin soft like cotton too,
Alas, she would be the most beautiful wife,
Lady Fluke is the beauty in life,.
Diabolos, though a short life in this world, has a long and devastating path in the next. Diabolos, one day was wandering around the Old Town, when he had received word of a Trickster among the people. He paid no interest, worrying not of what this Trickster's intentions were, nor the consequences the Trickster would make. Later that evening, he heard the Trickster was committing a series of sexual crimes, with maidens in the town and secretly vanishing. Next, he heard one of the victims was a distant cousin. Furious, he hunt the culprit down and engaged in combat. At the time, sadly Diabolos did not have much experience in combat and was slain savagely.