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*Name: Yarshanal
*Age: unknown.
*Height: 7'8”
*Weight: 116kg . (255 lbs)
*Race: Gnoll originally, now hellspawn.
*Allegiance: To be determined
*Alignment: Lawful Evil
*Eye colour: Red
*Hair colour: Red/Brown
Personality: Yarshanal is blunt, brutal and uncaring. Quick to anger and he viciously acts on any perceived slight or challenge to his power or authority. Though he loves the thrill of combat and is eager to expand his magical capabilities, he is not stupid and will not charge headlong into a threat he knows he cannot defeat. This temperance does war with his arrogance and blood lust so he often finds himself in over his head. He is fiercely loyal to those he swears to, or to those he owes a debt. His people have a strong sense of pack life, and this spills over into those he meets if he finds them agreeable enough.
Intimidation is a point of culture for him, and he uses boasts, brash words, and mild violence to assert his status within a group. This isn't seen as being mean, but a normal part of his culture. He is greedy for knowledge and every hungry for additional magical power.
He has no hesitations with killing those that oppose him, or endangering innocent lives if it accomplishes his goals.
Abilities: As an accomplished warlock he has bound his soul in service to the denizens of hell, and mastered a variant of necromantic magic known to his people as Soul Binds, or simply Blood Magic. He is able to feed off the life force of his opponents through his attacks, and uses this energy to heal wounds, fuel more powerful spells, and to shield himself from harm. His mastery of this magic is so absolute that he holds fragments of captured souls within him that he can access for additional skills, powers and memories. These soul fragments often manifest in combat as ghostly figures seemingly made of bloody smoke, a red miasmic haze that shrouds and protects him when he wishes it to.
He has tremendous strength and can use his magic to enhance his physical attacks. He is an accomplished warrior, with a brash, brutish style that is nevertheless very effective. He can use a variety of magical attacks against his foes with his signature battle spells being a fiery blast of bloodmist that clings to his targets searing them again if he is attacked, an overwhelming infernal energy attack that forms in front of him by pooling his mist and than blasting outward to great effect (this attack is further enhanced if he releases a soul fragment in using the blast). He can summon, semi-real bloody ghosts of those souls he holds which can accost his enemies, and he can unleash an unearthly howl that devastates the area in front of him and is more than capable of tearing through steel and concrete.
Defensively he can dissolve himself into his mist, becoming insubstantial and thus very difficult to harm, regenerate his wounds by feeding off souls, and he can summon forth an aura of incredible cold, freezing his enemies and turning his miasmic cloud into barrier of razor sharp ice shards, tearing into any who come close. This he can combine to deadly effect with his Infernal Howl.
In addition to his favourite techniques he can use a wide variety of additional magics with enough preparation, and is knowledgeable enough of magic to use ancient spellbooks, and other specialized relics. Given enough time and resources he is an expert magic-user and so can accomplish some pretty incredible feats.
Biography: Born under auspicious signs Yarshanal quickly grew to outstrip his peers and rose as champion of his clan. In a bid for additional power and immortality Yarshanal bound his soul, and the souls of his entire clan to one of the Dukes of Hell. After he finished slaughtering his people to the last, he basked in his new found power and became an engine of destruction upon his world, killing and consuming all he chose to. His pact delivered the souls of his slain enemies to Hell's waiting fields while gifting him with a small shard of their power. Over time he has harvested enough souls that he is a threat on a national scale, able to wage war against entire armies himself.
However his depredations soon drew the attention of the Celestial Realms and they came against him in a great host. His resources and powers forced to their maximum he was unable to prevail against their power and was forced to flee his world. His fiery, uncontrolled escape through dimensions brought him here, where he hopes to prepare and build his power once more, knowing that it will not be long before his enemies find him again.