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= The Executioner =

"The fear of blood tends to create fear for the flesh."

The Executioner is a scholar, who resides on the island of Tvear, and in the town of Outtsmouth, who spends his time researching the different religions of rathnir, specifically ones related to darkness, and their magical practices.

Early Life (1-13)
The Executioner as a child was tormented by his father. A trading caravanner who specifically sold meat for low prices across rathnir. His father, being fuelled by alcoholism and greed, would often disregard his child's plea's for food and drink, as any money earnt would simply go into the nearest town's tavern, or casino. The extensive level of The Executioner's abuse was so severe, that the father didn't even name him, after deciding that he was more of a curse and a hinderance, after killing his mother through child-birth. After enduring this disgraceful behaviour from his father for 13 years, he decided that he could take it no longer. Whilst the caravan was parked in a small town within the central deserts of rathnir, The Executioner snuck out, and into the local town, lurking around, before entering the towns scrap-yard, and seeing a foiled weapon, something beautiful yet incomplete to him. Dragging back the large "Great Knife", A massive chief's knife to reap affliction and misery from his victims, the heavy metal scraping of the gigantic weapon dragging along the caravans floor awoke his drunken father, but before his tormentor could react, using all the hate, power and strength within him, The Executioner hurled the heavy, rusted and blunt blade over his shoulder, and slammed it down onto his father, roughly cutting him in two. After killing his father, his first execution, he took what clothes, money, and food, and ran away.

Teenage Life (13-18)
The Executioner's life was only more sullen and worthless after he slaughtered his father. He speant his time within the swampish regions of rathnir, living alone in his caravan. The bloodied walls were starting to rot, and crumble, as the infrastructure of his home was slowly beginning to fall apart. The Executioner knew that his time was up, and needed to move on, and so mimicing his previous actions, he took what clothes, money and food, and ran away once more. The executioner hauled his only possessions around with him, the weight of which permamently crippling his posture. When he reached the central deserts of rathnir, the heat was nearly unbareable. After taking shelter in the enterance to a sandstone cave, The Executioner was mugged by a ballad of sand bandits, who took all of his belongings, and collapsed the cave enterance by disturbing the sand, leaving him for dead. Fortunately, the cave turned out to be much deeper than what could've been expected, and he surfaced a short while from the City of Gebel, where he was taken in by Trollerio, who gave him a plot of land, food, and an understanding of the culture. Unaware of Yimmu-Audal culture, and not really giving it any interest, The Executioner had a thirst for knowledge, which lead him to spending his time in the City Archives, reading book after book about the seperate cultures of Rathnir. Late at night, when The Executioner was sitting in his half-completed home, he heard shuffling footsteps outside his porch, when he went to investigate, he saw a group of Dark Scholars, walking together holding candles with blue flames, shivering from the cold desert nights. Upon investigation The Executioner went up to them, in broken tongue, asked if they had any knowledge or information to share. He recieved the response of:

"The South-East houses the truth to these worlds, Head there, and your knowledge will know no bounds."

Young-Adult Life (18-22)
Filled with passion and curiosity, an emotion The Executioner had not felt before, he hurried off with an abundance of food and a rowboat, prepared to face all hardships of the seas, lands, and the between. Across his travels The Executioner found himself visiting many interesting locations, lands filled with snow, ruined temples, abandoned sandstone towns, The Abyssal Isles, Aezenfjord and many seperate biomes, all of which bewildered The Executioner. After weeks of restless travel The Executioner came across the forboding castle of Tvear, entering it's non-euclidian hallways, and reading it's mysterious texts. Upon being founded, The Executioner was taken in by scholars, and librarians from far-away lands, who were able to teach him interesting spells, concepts, and philosophy. After about a week, he became one with the order, and was given his own study in one of the outshoots of the Svyllsblot castle. With the new government declaring itself the Consulate of Valdreach, and owning the Island, The Executioner willingly works underneath them, both living up to his name-sake, whilst also guarding other important locations.

Adult Life (22-24)
Upon the two years of work under the order, The Executioner began work on his magnum opus, the 'Ars Theurgia Abyss'. A magical tome which would instruct it's reader on how to channel power and energy from the infinite potentiality of The Abyss. Once realising how powerful this ability was, The Executioner began using it commonly un-aware of the side-affects. On one fateful evening, where The Executioner was using the Abyssal Magic in order to Astral-Project around the castle hallways, he was given an overbearing pain, like his flesh was being torn from his skin, and stitched back on with barbed-wire, and molten lava being poured across the wounds. As the other scholars entered the room, they saw a disgusting, otherwordly ooze emitting from The Executioner's orifices. Immediately he was quarintined, and his friends began work on a Helmet, that would prevent this ooze from wounding him, whilst also keeping the surrounding area safe, as this ooze had a form of acidity to it, which would lead to the architecture within Tvear to become hazardous, and damaged. The Executioner was presented with a pyramid shaped helmet, cast with obsidian, netherite, lead, and blackstone. Due to it's large nature, it would always weigh him down, burdening him with the realisation that he fell to the same issue his father did, Disregarding others and only being lustful and greedy. It took The Executioner time to get used to the size and weight of the Pyramid, as it took his normal height of 5"11 to roughly 7" tall instantly. However, it can be proved useful within combat, due to impenetrable nature.

Appearence
The Executioner is a 7 foot tall humanoid, who wears a special pyramid helmet which keeps an inter-dimensional curse at bay, forcing him to always remember the burden that he nearly became the man his father was. He wears a ragged butchers apron which belonged to his father, with light bloodstains, and no sleeves. He also wears matching trousers. The Executioner wears a pair of thick rubber working boots, which assist him in maneuvering generally rough terrain, which works when exploring the Isle of Tvear.