Name:Isaiah
Race: Angel
Age: Would look around 35
Description: A strong build wearing a helm, has long blonde hair and a face with a dark complexion, a furrowed brow and sorrowful eyes, with scars across his arms legs and torso. Perhaps the most remarkable feature is that his wings are remarkably strong and larger than average.
Powers (if any): An ability to create a holy flame to cleanse the scourge which humanity has brought upon the world.
Biography: Currently serving under archangel Michael he has been through enough massacres to know what will come, he has served without faltering in gods will since his arms could carry the sword with which to carry out the commands placed upon him. He knows bloodshed well, enough so that he knows the chances of survival with his opponents. A respected fighter often admired for his prowess and feats of strength, but questioned over his sense of morality.
Many have called him blinded by faith and distraught by his disfavor amongst the Lord. He will often pray for a sign to show him his true path in life. When no answer comes he spars, and when called upon he will rampage though the lords enemy's never faltering continuing until every muscle is brought past exhaustion and continuing until the last foe is trampled beneath his feat. Perhaps this was learnt on the days of fighting demons, when the fight between heaven and hell was first served and he was but a naive foot soldier scared of death, hungry and tired, with most of his brethren defeated. (He himself at this point had never spilt an inch of blood and had spent his time tending the wounded to avoid combat.) Until he stumbled across a wounded demon, an easy kill to get the ball rolling, however he couldn't take blood, he wouldn't this war would not be won that easily. He left that demon be and continued to tend the wounded. Later he would discover the triage tent aflame and demons ripping it to pieces =. From that day he realized, give no quarter and follow your superiors commands.
This in hand he began a new chapters in his life. From demon slaying, to slaying the wicked even scorching the earth where such things once laid. Death was his calling but it soon became him, as such when mankind began to grow and he was pulled away from duty he had to watch in horror as mankind began a path of sin. One he was for forbade from correcting. He felt tested, he had to wait for his time to come. The slaughter of mankind was approaching rumors had spread as far for him to notice. Patience was not a strength of his. However obedience was. The time would come for him to atone, he was not to know when.
These days he spends his time sparring against others. Learning from his mistakes and using his ability's in ways to change a battlefield and change the environment into a weapon. Many a time him and his opponents take things to far resulting in days of sparring with one opponent with the winner being rendered unconscious for days and the looser for months on end. Time he would rather loose than sit bored. He Often uses a large chain with both hands to fight, favoring close combat. He follows a motto of. " To learn to fight as a warrior, you must first overcome hesitance. When you no longer so much as blink, then you know truly what god asks, when he asks for your obedience and servitude."
Perhaps it would seem odd, that an angel with such conviction would be in disfavor with god, but that in itself is a past long forgotten by Isaiah.
relys on us having NPC backup. Ahem I would like to introduce:
