User:Demont
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Demont's Description:
A new tale is weaved...I've been spat from hell, for what reason, I do not know, but at the rate this world of the living is already turning, with the death of daughter, I would rather be back in the fiery pits, at least her soul would be there with mine...But I am back, and woe to those who should cross me, for I have changed. In place of a heart I've been given a stone, emotions, steel. Travel cautiously when on the same path as I.
Demont's Biography:
“What is it about Demont Roussai that catches the intrigue of the great, that snares the attention of the wandering eye and cursory glance? The mere visage of the wraith consumes one with a disdain and simply discarded for by-patron like the thoughts of those ambitious, but the truly great thinkers could ponder upon such a creature for days at a time. There is such a history involving this being, more so that only a few could rival, and similarly comprehend. Not only has the avian escaped the clutches of Hell itself, but rather has he such a back story of previous conflict and toil that blatant fools could wither at reading his Life Book that Arclandon the Wise surely holds; for the wary could only dare approach one whose encountered far worse than the simple hatred of mindless residents of Hollow. Advice, advice I shall offer to them that ponder the query posed to me; how can one instill fear into that which has seen and experienced worse? How is it possible to force someone so inconspicuous, yet so battle-hardened to submit? One cannot, and furthermore, one should not dare. Beat around the bush, or in this case, the wraith.” -The Late Diiroehn Y’dethrae, Lich.
"It was the whispered words of the adoring girls and shadows alike that called my gaze to the wraith. Narrowed eyes and calloused hands met my own, but there was something more. It was a quirk of weathered lips, and the soft but gruff tone spoke low in times of consolation. He is what he is; rough, harsh, dangerous. He is what he is; smooth, easy, kind. He's Demont Roussai, a companion that I've come to admire no matter the situation. Admiration became adoration and the harsh regard is abadoned for a careful once-over. My own puzzling box, far too cryptic for me to decipher no matter how many ways and clues I've been given. A puzzling creature, a wisp of a man that still holds a heart concealed beneath an icy exterior. A ghost that lingers in the present, speaking of the past, and holding my future." -Terra, earth-child.
((If anyone else would like to contribute to Demont's biography and such in the same way Diiroehn has, h-mail such to me.))
OOC Contact Info:
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