Name: Ivel
Occupation: Sorcerer / Conqueror
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Race: Human
Age: Forgotten
Gender: Male
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 161 lbs
Ivel is a sorcerer who fell into darkness. Quite literally, he was swallowed by absolute, pitch-black darkness. You see, he used to be a respected member of some royal court some long time ago; the specific details don't matter, the king doesn't matter, the country doesn't matter. Even his old name doesn't matter, as it was forgotten very long ago, and even he could not tell you what it used to be. But he was powerful, and humble, and constantly in the pursuit of new knowledge. Even those skeptic of magic respected him as a person, and so he was often brought books and texts as gifts. One book in particular gobbled him up, for when he split it's pages and read it's words, a sinister black void opened up and dragged him inside. There, he spent centuries.. alone, suspended in time, his mind twisted as the world went on without him, forgetting him and all his deeds. He hungered, and yet there was no food. He lusted, and yet there was no company. He raged, and yet there was no outlet. For all his needs and wants, there was nothing but the dark, and the dark alone for him.
That is, until the book was burned. Many people had read the book since Ivel had been swallowed up by it; nobody else had ever been sucked inside, though. Only he, the first person to have read it's text, was trapped inside. And so it had been passed secretly from hand to hand over the many years after, until in the modern world, it was found by the Church and burned for the blasphemy they found within. When all the words were turned to ashes, Ivel was released. He screamed at the light and howled as his lungs took in air for the first time in ages, and the people in the room screamed and howled, as well, for they thought him a demon. They did not know he was a good man, once. Nor would they ever know that, because Ivel-- having been tainted by the dark-- turned all his frustration onto them. The doors to the room slammed and locked all around them, the lights turned out, and he devoured them. He spent days fucking each of them, revelling in their flesh; he used his magic to make them want it, make them beg for it, and the room became an orgy. When it was all over and done, when he had tired of their bodies and had bruised them from his need and anger, he slaughtered every single person there and tore into them with his teeth. He filled on their meat, drank on their blood, and gorged on their bones. For the first time in his entire life, the sorcerer tasted not only human flesh, but true hedonism, and he foresook all else.
For now, that is his new life. Ivel cleansed the rest of the Church of it's remaining faculty and clawed out a new home for himself from the old stone building's remains. His eyes too weak to stand the light, he shrouds his face in dark bandages, using his magic to see in his eyes' stead. Day by day, the wicked sorcerer has turned every abandoned and bloodied room into his personal dungeon keep where he practices powerful spells and conjurs terrible demons to do his bidding. He kidnaps innocents from nearby towns and cities, wisks them away from the forests where they walk alone; he taints them with his dark magic, and turns them into pets or minions. Every day, indulging sins of the flesh, growing in power.. so that he can cover the world in a shroud of pitch black, make it his toy, and they can feel what he felt all those years alone. True, unfiltered horror.
Looking For: Monsters and minions! Ivel is currently looking for evil (or just particularly hedonistic) creatures to fill out his keep; whether you're a weak slime looking for fluids to feed on, a demon with a contract to fulfill, or a mighty dragon looking for a treasure to guard, Ivel is interested in you. Got to have followers to pad out his home and keep the pesky heroes away, hm~? Ivel is also accepting weaker sorcerers as apprentices (as long as they don't mind his "unsavory" character, ie. if they are also neutral or evil) and maybe some heroes to crush underfoot or corrupt.