Moorsht...

Pandaemon · March 13th, 2011, 7:30 am

Name: Moorsht

Age: "Im so old, and frail too" (laughs)

Gender: Male

Skills: Oh wicked, wicked, woman.. He causes enemies to shrink in fear from this ghostly apparition that plagues those unfortunate enough to upset him. The spirit of a women whispers to the enemy all things evil that they have done, Causing them to question as to whether there doing the right thing. Images flash through there thoughts ones that are almost surreal.

Where's Mommy? A mindset game that he plays with his victims, the image of either a young boy or girl around the age of five is summoned. While the enemy thinks that this child is in a perilous situation and tries to help, they themselves are dashed to ribbons.

Post Mort em. A thick fog envelopes his enemies, unable to see six inches in front of themselves, they begin to hear the voices of loved ones begging for help as it appears Moorsht is torturing them. And if there sanity has not deserted the victim then he simply walks up behind them whispers in there ear.. and then watches them fall.

He is only able to do these one at a time to only two character's at a time if they are relatively near eachother. His attacks are powered by draining life from life or rather the life force of beings, plants and such dont have the psyche to feed his insatiable hunger.

Race: “Me?” says Moorsht with a slight smile. “I'm something different aren’t I”

Hair: Dark brown

Eyes: A dull lusterless gray

Home village: “I originate from the Spine, near Kuasta to be precise.” “Where do you think all their superstition comes from?”

Character Personality: Moorsht.... a sardonic being who loves watching other people fail. With a smile on his lips, he will plague Alagaesia and watch as it tears itself apart. He loves the power that the mind has over the body, so the mind says, so the body does. This being what he believes of course he's bound to study Ancient Language, severing nerves in the brains of his enemies so that his so called “apparitions” can come to life. With an adept knowledge of how the Psyche works he knows how to worm his way into your mind, thoughts until you lose total control. With such a powerful force contained in Moorsht why hasn’t he made himself widely known until now? Simple He's modest, and he never lies, he would never take credit for something that he hadn't done. You see he can be very polite, almost gentlemen like. Charming with quick wit and a sharp tongue , you almost want to be his friend until he does something terrible, disgusting, or revolting and you realize that yes he IS to be feared, something that should have been left to it's lonesome. Even the elves will learn to fear him, and riders alike. He hates hypocrites and often chooses those who live double lives as his victims. He claims to be the eater of worlds, that he is the creature in the dark to fear the one that will enter your dreams and watch as your Sanity leaves. “ I always thought if you were gonna murder somebody you should face them, tell them why look them dead in the eye.... then destroy them” “heheha”

Character History: Unfortunately not many “facts” are known about Moorsht, only tales about how this creature was what spawned the Ra'zac and there hideous parents. A popular story among the people of Kuasta is: Back when the people of Kuasta had just settled, right after the fall of the riders. Kialandi let lose a blast of magic as he fought Arva and missed.... the dark magic fell somewhere in the Spine.. both riders stopped there fighting as a presence invaded there mind's, brushing there defenses away as easily a wind blows leaves. A sound like screeching metal followed by an insidious laugh made both riders uneasy, but as soon as the presence invaded there minds it was gone., and both riders resumed fighting.
That very same night however a fog settled on Kuasta that even the wind could no disturb.. As people would sleep in there bed's, parents would dash to there rooms thinking they had heard there child scream, just to find them sleeping safe and sound. A strange knocking would be heard on walls.. six people were killed that night and ever since then people have practiced strange superstitions thought to ward this “creature” off. “Brom knew of me, I recently heard he stopped knocking on door frames.” “laughs”

Weapon : Just a six inch stiletto, that can be slipped through ribs.

Likes: Mass confusion

Dislikes: Hypocrites “At least die honorably” laughs Moorsht

Weakness: Sunlight is horribly debilitating to him, strong light etc.

Fear: "I have no fear for I am fear itself."

Physical description: About 5 foot 10, although he's bent over constantly to give the appearance that he's an old man. He wears a hooded cowl that conceals his features, only to reveal himself once the victim is occupied with his “apparitions” he's often seen with a cane or walking stick that halves about one third of the way down to double as his stiletto. The color of his skin is normal maybe a little earthy, weather torn clothes give him the appearance of somebody who's had rough traveling.... as for his original form?? you'll just have to wait and see..

Dreams for the future: “To cause as much mayhem as the god's of your world will allow me”

Alignment: “I serve myself, although I’m not opposed to helping other shady forces.”

Moorsht...

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