My candle burns at both ends, it will not last the night. But ah my friends and oh my foes... it gives a wonderous light!
Shroud of Sorrow
Player: @Jade Defender
Origin:	Magic
Archetype:	Defender
Security Level:	10
Personal Data
Real Name:	Adrastus Wolfe Shade
Known Aliases:	??
Species:	Human (spartan)
Age:	23
Height:	6'2"
Weight:	195lbs
Eye Color:	Blue
Hair Color:	Dark Blue
Biographical Data
Nationality:	??
Occupation:	Ervarh Academy
Place of Birth:	??
Base of Operations:	Paragon City, RI
Marital Status:	single
Known Relatives:	Amaranth/Gelle, Arbiter Shade (parents), Xander, Jace (brothers)
Known Powers
Commands Raw Nether Essence, for a great many purposes...
Known Abilities
Strategist, Scholar in ancient studies and Occult, Accomplished poet and writer, Accomplished musician, hand to hand combatant.
Equipment
??
No additional information available.

(WARNING: Mature RP)

ORIGINS

Born to Amaranth and Arbiter Shade as the only child without powers, Adrastus was the only sibling with a possiblly "normal" future. However being the only one in the family of superbeings that was normal, set him apart, and Adrastus forever felt the outcast though he was loved and cared for by his family...

As the years progressed Adrastus turned his attentions towards more mundane ways of expressing himself, through poetry and music... though it was always quite clear to the family he was something of reclusive and a loner. He often sat late hours under a lamp working on melancholy songs or dark poetry that was emotional, but intellectual.

It was not untill after both his brothers "ascended" that the real spiral began. As his parents helped their children to understand and adapt to their strange and wonderous powers, Adrastus slowly began to grow immense jealousy of his brothers.... he loved them dearly but longed greatly to be like them. Adrastus' parents tried hard to make him feel unique and spoke to him often about how wonderous it was he got to be "gifted" with normality. They tried to help him understand just how complicated and dangerous a life with powers could be... nevertheless Adrastus desired above all else, to share their power, and wonders.

It may have been by complete chance that later, Adrastus would get the opportunity he longed so greatly for...

The Fallen Angel, "the dark perveyor of mankinds sin", Azazel stepped into Adrastus' body, as a temporary means to his ends. Adrastus battled the Mighty Fallen for his will, but instead gave way to the awesome being, and later begged a deal with the Daemonic presence within himself.... It was not untill Azazel scried the boys lineage that the angel realized the true potential of having a last spartan in his service, snatching up the boys soul for a taste of hells power. The Angel presented a desirable allegiance with the young boy, making it seem as though they were united, and both trully needed the other, and forged a false friendship with Adrastus' and began poisoning his mind...

Adrastus found himself engulfed shortly after the incident into a world of utter darkness. All that he once thought he understood was reaveled to him in a whole new way, everywhere mankind walked, dark things stirred beneath the surface, hungry and malicious, feeding from mankind, and spurring him to darkness... Andrastus witnessed wickedness, and evil things, grew to understand hatred, and the blackness of the human heart. He glimpsed the abyss, and walked the path of eternity with the Fallen, and in his endeavors nearly went mad.

Up had become down, what he once thought was darkness made him laugh in humorless pity of the human scope for evil. He stepped into the mouth of madness, and nearly lost to the world under the surface. He had seen that the beings of the dark had plans everywhere, their corruption spread to everyone, and their greedy spiteful hands were mixed into everything. Nothing was beautiful, nothing was able to be saved, and he desperately yearned for yesterday, he understood all too well now, what his parents had meant about the glory of being normal.

As he began his sojourn to discover a release, a way out... the lights in the darkness, his pillars of strength were wiped out, and he felt alone. He has always believed that the creatures of darkness, perhaps the Fallen themselves had orchastrated their destruction, had killed his parents to dissuade or punish him for his attempts at salvation... With the newest turn of events his spartan blood boiled, and vengeance drove him to destroy them all, to use their dark gifts, his mastery against them.

And Now...

NOW, Adrastus feels like one of the damned, cursed by the Fallen angel Azazel as his human slave, and puppet. A pawn in the Daemonic beings every dark design.

Adrastus seeks any means to overthrow the daemonic forces he is allied with, and uses his mastery over their wicked forces to better combat them. He has forged a way to travel realities in hopes to witness or stop his parents murder... to learn what power was responsible and make that power suffer for millenia for what it had robbed him of.

Now its Adrastus with a dark design, and an agenda of darkness all his own, try and disrupt the dark powers that be, from overthrowing mankind, and sending all that is from spiralling into oblivion.

OOC information

• Powerful psychics, or beings of divine origin (lvl 35+) who attempt to "legend lore/past read/ mind read" Adrastus may find many things which are known here about Adrastus, however he has gone to a great many lengths to hide himself from the eyes of evil beings, and their many means of scrying and divining...
• Understands a Great deal about the occult, as having been introduced to the world of darkness by Azazel himself, who hid nothing from him, and presented the monstrosities of the world of Babylon in all its wickedness...
• Adrastus is nearly IMMUNE to fear effects, having been immersed in many environments of utter horror, and having walked the fine line between dark fantasy and the bleeding world of sin...