Name: Damodred
Race: Human
Class: Sorcerer
Gender: Male
Ability Score:
- Strength: 7
- Dexterity: 11
- Constitution: 11
- Intelligence: 14
- Wisdom: 12
- Charisma: 20
Skills: Persuasion, Deception, Arcana
Backstory:
Damodred was born into the noble house of a powerful empire, his lineage entwined with both privilege and ambition. As a child, he was marked by enigmatic talent; arcane energy coursed through him with an intensity that frightened his tutors and impressed his kin. Sent to the imperial capital for education, he excelled in politics, rhetoric, and the forbidden arts, proving himself a master manipulator and gifted sorcerer. Jealousy and intrigue surrounded him; Damodred’s unyielding belief in his own destiny drew both admirers and enemies. Driven by visions of a fractured future and the belief that only those of true blood could steer the world away from ruin, he quietly worked to increase his influence—courting allies while carefully outmaneuvering rivals. Ever enigmatic, Damodred walks the knife’s edge between serving the empire and serving only himself. To some, he is a necessary evil in tumultuous times; to others, the architect of the empire’s greatest internal threat.
Secret Backstory:
Since boyhood, Damodred has heard whispers—not from mortals, but from what he believes to be a primordial source of arcane power bound to the ruling line of his house. These whispers urge him to greatness… sometimes at odds with morality or even sanity. Deep down, he fears these voices will one day drive him to irreversible acts, and that his ambition is less his own than the will of something ancient seeking rebirth through human puppets. He conceals a prophetic vision of himself atop a ruined throne, his hands soaked in unnatural fire. Damodred aches for acceptance, yet his arrogance and paranoia ensure he will always be alone, haunted by the suspicion that his own blood may foredoom him to become what he despises most.
Age: 32
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Personality:
Damodred is striking, a man whose presence naturally commands attention, equal parts charm and cold calculation. He believes in the superiority of noble blood and upholds tradition—but only when it serves his interests. Intensely intelligent, he wields words and magic with equal dexterity, manipulating events from behind the scenes with charm, guile, and decisiveness. Though gracious to peers and the common folk alike, his empathy is often a performance; he feels most emotions as intellectual curiosities rather than authentic connections. Confidence borders on arrogance; setbacks are met with quiet rage or calculated adaptation. Damodred trusts few—loyalty, to him, is a weapon rather than a gift. He is most animated in matters of legacy, power, and destiny. Beneath his mask of composure lies the simmering fear of losing control, and the desperate need to prove himself worthy of the visions that pursue him.
Appearance:
Damodred stands with an aristocrat’s bearing—tall, slender, and sharply dressed in fitted, jewel-toned robes trimmed with black and silver. His long black hair is artfully styled, occasionally pulled back with ornate clasps. His skin bears the pale luster of nobility, contrasting with the deep colors he dons. Damodred’s expressions fluctuate from serene to unsettlingly intense; a slight, knowing smile often plays on his lips, while his posture remains poised and measured, even in distress. He wears signet rings and subtle arcane symbols as part of his regalia, always exuding the composed, intimidating grace of someone who knows—and expects—to rule. Every movement speaks of both discipline and practiced elegance, whether standing quietly at court or orchestrating a midnight ritual in candlelit chambers.
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