Damien

## General Information

### Quote

“Insane madness of the living can be more, more terrible than the bloody hunger of the undead...”

## Description

Damien is a 6' man with dark bluish clothes and a finely made brimmed hat with a crest on it. His skin is pale, and he doesn't seem to breathe that often strangely enough. His eyes are a shining yellow, his hair an off white blond. Sometimes a noise can be heard from the air besides him...

## Backstory

Damien is a vampire from a royal vampire blood line in Zendikar from the city of Malakir. He was turned by the Ghet clan, under the Bloodchief named Kalitas. This clan was one that carried the duties set on directly by the Eldrazi that created them, making them one of the oldest clans. However, their age did not lend to their power, as they only became more of a lesser clan as time went on, and there were hardly any left. Damien was kidnapped from his original family as a baby, and was raised by this vampire clan, becoming a vampire himself when he was ready to take the ritual.

In the clan, there was only 5 people besides Damien. Kalitas, the blood chief and third oldest, May, the second oldest of the clan and wife to Kalitas, Sarah, a younger sister to Kalitas, Tarvul, the elder druid that is a counsel to the others, and someone that Damien never had met, as this person was in an undercover mission for quite some time, and he was not allowed to know of them. Damien got along fairly well with everyone, but Salar chided him often in his want to hide more of his vampiric features and talk with their "food". He was not a good person, it was more so toying and entertaining himself with them, but there were times where he seemed more... benevolent to them. At least, in the eyes of Kalitas. He worried that his early babyhood had still left too much of a mark on him.

Kalitas one day told Damien that he had a clan secret he wanted to show him. Damien followed him into a chamber down below, where a strange figure was in a cell of some kind. Damien had heard of the Eldrazi, and their recent escape from their shackles to destroy the world, but he had never seen one, he even doubted their power. But seeing one... even inside the confines of a cell, chilled him to his very bones.

Kalitas... introduced Damien to the creature. An eldrazi by the name of Kozelek. Kalitas told Damien that Kozelek would bring back the power of their clan if they brought back the power to Kozelek. All Damien had to do was pledge his allegiance to Kozelek, and devote himself to restoring him to his former power. It would be a two way street, he would receive the ability to channel a fraction of Kozelek's power, and unlock the secrets of the clan of Kozelek.

Damien... he showed no hesitation. He agreed to this, wanting the power himself to use for his purposes, if all it took was to bring power back to Kozelek. Damien underwent the ritual, becoming completely encased in darkness as he started undergoing some... very complex trials. The issue is... Damien does not remember what those were. He only knows that he underwent them sufficiently enough, as when he awoke again, he felt the power coursing through his stagnant veins, threatening to burst. But with enough time, he learned to control it. But it all had unsettled him... what of his intentions does Kozelek now?

Damien afterwards had been fully integrated into the Salar clan, at least that's how everyone had treated it. Damien felt a little more at home with the clan, but it still unsettled him. How he acted was more of a facade, but it was getting more to him as time went on, the human side of him slowly leaking out of his psyche. But parts of him still remained human, and there was always a part of him that wanted to stop the villainy that they are doing. It wasn't until one day where he was sent to rid a family that opposed them from their view. Damien approached the house, and barged in, in his flamboyant style as he started stalking around the house, finding the inhabitants. He found the father first, bringing down with a chilling touch of a cold hand, and the older brother, brought down in agony as poison wracked through his body. Climbing up the stairs, he sought out the mother and the daughter, and opening the door to the room that they were in, he saw them both, curled up in the corner, both of them staring with despair in their eyes. Not screaming, not crying, but staring straight through him as their family fell to their hand. Damien hesitated, staring wide eyed back at the two of them. He expected them to be screaming, to attack him... for some reason that made it easier. They were just sniveling humans. But this... this stare, it shook him. With a flash of his cloak, he left. As fast as he could, running far away from their home.

He didn't tell anyone about this incident. Not even his trusted servant, Lucy. He fortunately wasn't summoned when he had run off. He lied to them, saying that he had killed them all. But the two were spared by his hand, not having it in him to bring the killing blow to two helpless, scared people.

One day, Kozelek had a mission for Damien. He had heard of a necrotic plane from another world, a place called the Shadowfell. He was requested to find this plane, and discover it's secrets. There was something there, something that he apparently needed, but could not grasp, even if he was at full power. So he sent Damien forth, but the trajectory of his travels... did not exactly go as planned.