Oridel

6'8''(2.032 meters)
(can change)
Female
Corrupted Human
Alternate reality necromancer whose mind and body were corrupted by a serpent of chaos. She was working to bring about the end of the world for reasons she refuses to talk about now. After a very close call with death, she realized that she enjoyed living a lot more than she enjoyed dying and her fanatic flame was snuffed out. She now works as a research assistant at a somewhat illegal college in the southern reaches of the world, along with a strange cat. Other biographic details might come later.

Oridel tends to wear red silk robes that breathe and compression wrappings around her joints to keep them tight. Despite her youthful appearance, her actual age is unknown, and she's never shown any desire to be truthful about it. Even so, her skin is smooth and mostly flawless aside from a surgical scar running up her sternum that she's adorned with silver piercings. A black staff follows her around at all times, radiating a powerful darkness and violently shocking anyone besides Oridel that touches it. Oridel keeps a number of spells in that staff that she uses in dire situations. Still very excitable, and quite a powerful magician in her own right, Oridel will occasionally obsess over corrupting an individual or experimenting on a curious creature. Usually this is... fatalistic. And while Oridel isn't a provocateur in most instances, her moral code is almost non-existent. She has a tendency to act petulantly and childishly, and often disregards the potential consequences of her actions. This can get her into trouble, but most of the time, she gets right back out of it anyways.

Despite being a self-professed necromancer, Oridel is actually more of a universalist. Though she used to obtain her spells from a pact with a protean serpent, she has been quite knowledgeable of arcane magic for a long time, and due to the mark left on her by her former pact holder, Oridel managed to retain her magical prowess with a very complicated and fraudulent scheme. Though Oridel enjoys flashy displays of magic, she avoids using a lot of flashier magics when it comes down to life or death, preferring to use tried and true methods of dealing with threats including a gamut of spells designed to stop hearts, instill dread, and convince her foes that they are, in fact, already dead. When she is toying with people, she enjoys using magic that makes them directly weaker, or makes her directly stronger, such as size-changing or shape-changing spells. She cannot, however, change her own shape through polymorphing spells because of the potentially violent reaction her chaotic body might have.

Because of her corruption, she has highly unusual internal anatomy, including a bladder adjacent to her pancreas capable of physically housing souls inside it, used to torture enemies, keep company with old friends, and as extra spell-slot storage, as well as an additional chamber in her digestive tract just below her esophagus and above her stomach that is used primarily to feast on magic enchanting food or objects. The caustic acids in her stomach are powerful enough to dissolve steel, and her liver is capable of metabolizing most heavy metals with ease, including mercury, lead, and arsenic. Her small intestines, specifically her duodenum and her jejunum, are an incredible maze-like set of curious coils that seem to feed into one another without any rhyme or reason, often leading to dead ends, glands and sacs with unknown purposes, or seeming to be completely vestigial. A few valves even spill out directly into her peritoneum. Oridel's peritoneum specifically houses all of her digestive tract as well as her pancreas and the flesh is so blubbery, plush, and thick that knives and spears seem to be unable to pierce it without considerable force -- something like 600 PSI.

Finally, because of the chaotic magic left behind by the protean serpent that corrupted her, Oridel's body goes through strange changes every now and then. Curiously, none of them happen to be malignant, but all of them do take her some adjusting to get used to. She occasionally gets absurd hunger pains or specific nutritional desires, occasionally floats for no reason -- something she can't control -- and she has even theorized, because of her constantly shifting chimeric DNA and occasional changes in skin color, that there are multiple instances of distorted space, or even pocket dimensions inside her small and large intestine that shift, warp, disappear, and merge seemingly at random, where things, and creatures, and possibly people have simply become a part of her. Her colleauge, Maeleux, is disgusted.