Arturo Malweather

# Arturo "Art" Malweather

Art

> A Erinyes (Fury) living out the end days in the body of a 26 year old teifling.
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## Summary:

Aur Malovence Malestro, created by Prince Levistus as a spy, watched their master get imprisoned in ice. They were then enlisted into the Scourge War, only to watch two captains get themselves killed. Promoted due to lack of dying, sought a way out of hell. Teamed up with a demon to complete this mission. Was able to steal a body for themselves by switching bodies with a teifling on the mortal plane. Has turned the body from a wanna-be-warlock into a lean mean fighting machine.

## Backstory:

### Life in Stygia 0 - 1700

> "You will serve my needs perfectly."
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Aur Malovence Malestro, one the the eight created by Prince Levistus to be spies for him across the planes. They were not given names directly, or even called by the names they chose for themselves, the prince would call them by number. They were assigned a station on Stygia, keeping track of does new and old, their official title was  Beauracrat of the Department of Violent Intent.

On their face are seven ice white marks against the face, for they are seven of eight. They have no memory before being created by the prince, the others believe that they were built from ice on Stygia. Pulled from the deep pits of the frozen circle.

Aur was content being a spined devil, keeping detailed notes and records of those who came to Stygia along with those who were considered enemies of Prince Levistus. Their logs were sent away to the library within the nine, kept for future prosperity.

While the scourge war only grew in intensity, Prince Levistus Continued to poke and prod the other rulers of hell. Going as far as getting caught plotting to murder the wife of Asmodeus, who responded in his own twisted way.

Prince Levistus was stripped of his devil creations, and encased in a large glacier on Stygia. His palace left to the icy waste. Though for all the Prince’s guile and aspirations he was given rule of Stygia, though still under the condition he remain in the glacier.

Though this story isn’t about Prince Levistus, it is about what happened to those under his rule.

When Aur went to Levistus’ palace to give their report from the Department of Violent Intent, along with some cliff notes on a current squabble with one of the petty lords of the lower hells, they found it besieged by devils from each of the nine. All of them were seeking some pound of flesh for their troubles, some caused by levistus, some only thought to be his burden. They believed that taking away what belonged to Levistus as a rite.

Many of the subordanites under Levistus’ rule fell on their swords, saying they would rather die then serve another. The eight chosen were the few who actually listened to what was being offered.

### Enlisted into the Scourge War: 1700 - 2200

> “Serve us for the scourge war, or be demoted to a lemure.”
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All eight of them chose a fate outside of that of a lemure, a simple babbling devil with no recollection, they were assigned a postion among the growing numbers of soldiers doomed to fall in the scourge war. Aur had hope that they’d get to remain a spided devil, but the war had little use of small bearacrats. The commander they were assigned under, Great Lord Abaddon of the House Phlegethos decided what they need more of were shock troops.

#### Shock Troop - Bearded Devil: 1700 - 1925

> It was chaotic, it was deadly, it was war.
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Locked within a metal coffin they were heated to a point where their own flesh seemed to bubble and boil, creating a new form. The exact time line on how long this change took, Aur was never sure. They just remember being larger and more dense, their thoughts clearer but their ability to sulk and sneak greatly reduced. Once the transformation had completed they were sent away to join a battalion under the Horned Devil, Kyvarix.

Serving under Kyvarix was simple, survive. That was their only challenge. When fighting demons it was easy to get lost in the sheer turmoil, there was never a clear victor, just more bodies on the ground. They would fight up to a point and hold it as defensively as they could only to be fought back down to a new point.

Aur hated every moment of this endless slog, but continued to believe that one day Levistus would get free and save them. One day they would get out of this war and be able to go back to their secrets and spies.

Kyvarix had a different plan, he wanted power, pure and simple. His goal was to become a pit feind, once he had proven himself to Lord Abaddon. The opprotunity did not come quick, but the nothing ever is in the nine. Aur spent more of the war getting stronger, their longing to be back in Stygia still burning in their heart. Over time a series of white marks reminicent of their original face markings began to bleed through their skin, a reminder of who they once were.

After what felt like hundred’s of years, Kyvarix found a way to get himself promoted. All it took was a betrayal of trust, which Kyvarix was known well for. He allowed his superior to fall to a lone group of demons and then slew the demons, only losing two soilder’s in the process.

Aur was ready to serve, unwillingly but knew it was inevitable, a new captain, figuring that a new Horned Devil would take the place of Kyvarix, but along with another member of the batallion they were promoted to Horned devils themselves. One was to take Kyvarix’s place. The other...

#### Flying Infantry - Horned Devil: 1925 - 2150

> “Well we do have a plan for you, I feel Caosya will make good use of you.”
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The last words spoke to Aur from Kyvarix and the Second officers.

They felt their body shift and change again, this time looking more and more liky Kyvarix before, except this time their skin began to peel off in large chunks, a bloody mess left behind. Until eventually a pair of wings erupted from their back and they stood tall among the others.

Their new captain was a erinyes, or as most would call them a Fury. They’re missions were similar in nature to what they had done for Levistus, meaning they more easliy fit the mold. Their new body working better every day and giving them newer and clearer controls.

Caosya was a more strict commander, known for having her own troops demoted due to failures. She only chose a new member for her tight group once the previous had either met their own end or displeased her. Each of the devils that made up the groupd were from all across the nine, the only person who was from the fourth was Caosya herself.

Caosya wanted perfection not only in her missions but also in herself, she grew to the same power lust that Kylorax knew too well. Aur noticed it first and tried to speak out about it but was quickly silenced with a stab wound to their shoulder. Getting the message, they started to learn the stories of the other seven, growing close to only one Terri, actual name Argelashert, but Terri was much easier to remember. As their friendship blossomed, Caosya began taking on more and more dangerous quest.

The last mission she took was to go into the heart of the abyss and steal back a relic thought lost long ago...

It was suppose to just a smash and grab affair, they were to get into the abyss, get to the camp where this relic was, and then return triumphant. As all stories about the abyss go, it went sideways quickly.

Caosya led their group from the gates of the fourth circle, and into the abyss. The first few moments were easy, they knew the location of the camp so it wasn’t too hard to get there. Finding it abandoned did raise red flags but Caosya still split the group of nine. Aur and Terri stayed near each other and kept watch

The ambush of Demons came quickly, first with just a sound on the still air, then screaming Aur could never forget the screaming. It was constant. They had their weapons drawn and stood back to back with Terri, figuring they’d cover each other’s back.

It wasn’t until they saw Terri on the ground that they relized who ever they had their back to wasn’t their friend. Caosya, knowing the battle was lost pushed both an injured Terri and Aur back to the fourth circle. Terri had lost their entire lower leg and with each passing moment was losing more and more blood. They weren’t going to make it, no matter how much Aur wanted them too.

Aur rushed to Abbadon to report their failure, fearing that they’d be demoted but hoping maybe they’d be able to go get the allies back from the corrupt abyss. What they got instead, was a promotion.

#### A Fury, A Force - Erinyes: 2150 - 3081

> “The brave die quickly, the smart survive.”
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Aur’s promotion to a eurphyines was strangely less horrid. It was almost like they were removing a set of clothes that didn’t fit anymore. When they flexed their new muscles they noticed quickly how strong each was. Now only rising to a measly 6’7, their wings topped out and spread camly aroudn them.

They now answered directly to Abbadon, who tasked them with intel gathering, offering them a gaggle of horned devils to help and be guards. One of the guards was a past spined demon, the ice marks of their face depicted them as Three, or as they had called them Tiralphae.  Aur only recruited four total into their group, Tiralphae, Baskov, Vincenzo, and Dauphin.

To say the group had a loyalty to anyone but themselves would be a tall order, each person was thrown together due to their desire for more knowledge. Aur was determined to figure out what this relic that almost got them killed was, along with a way maybe out of the nine permemantly.

Their journey for knowledge set them up against a demon tactician known as Ol’Giv the Corruptor. They were best known as someone who had crossed the threshold and borders set between the abyss, the nine, and even the mortal plane. All they had to do was find Ol’Giv, which was easier said then done. The Demon was always either one body ahead of them or they were on the wrong trail, ue to the being’s ability to switch bodies. A power gervy few devils actually used.

In most cases a devil had to make a contract with a willing party and they had to agree to the terms or the agreement was over before it started. In most sistuations, but not always. Demon’s weren’t always tied to these same rules. If Aur could find a way to exploit this, maybe they could find out of the scourge war.

### Finding A Way Out: 3081 - 3105

#### The Great Library of Lyoyd Flawton: 3081 - 3099

Their research brought them to the library of Lyoyd Flawton, a place they hadn’t visited since they were a spined devil. If any way around these contracts or anything concerning escaping the planes it would be kept here. Would it always be useful? That was always going to be a question. While inside the library they would meet a young child of the Commander. A tiefling that Aur had come to call Bats, mostly because of a large tatoo spread across their neck.

The connection to Bats wasn’t a strong one, just two people in a large library with a grumpy librarian. Their interactions were more of Bats knew a lot of what was in the library and Aur every so often would probe them for questions, waiting as they explained something not entirely related, but interesting none the less. The part of the research that was helpful was finding out that, Devils could also possess mortals, but there were more rules about it.

If Aur wanted out they needed to find a willing child of levistus, or someone born from spawn of levistus. The Prince had many teifling’s all across the planes and across times, but the error came with the fact that any one born marked for Levistus, was sent to Levistus, soul and all. What Aur wanted was just a body, but they would need to find a way to get the body before their death and their soul out of it.

There were rumors about a Demon who could help, but if this didn’t work out the way Aur had planned then they would be marked as a traitor.

Which means it had to work.

They began researching and following every rumor about a demon who could steal a soul away from a devil, finding a few names but nothing concrete. As the war raged around them, Aur’s will to leave began to grow stronger. They had already lost one of their four guards, Vincnenco, who had their body taken by Ol’Giv. The fact that they finally had caught Ol’Giv and murdered them didn’t heal the wound that Vincenco left.

More time passed and Aur felt that they hadn’t gotten anywere, whilst tourturing a demon spy they learned of another called Tekezain.

#### Tekezian - The Demon Body Snatcher: 3099 - 3105

A demon of some rank but better known as someone who had been sneaking demon and devil alike out of the nine and the abyss. They were Aur’s best chance at getting out, all they had to do was find Tekezian. Thankfully he was well wanted in the nine so with a few words whispered in the right ears they were put on the case of finding and defeating Tekezain.

Murder is an option, but so is escape.

Getting their hands on Tekezian was the difficult part, until it wasn’t, almost like the old demon wanted to be caught. Realizing that threatening a body swapping demon wasn’t the best move, Aur made a deal with them. Tekezian would teach Aur how to get around Levistus’ and the other lords of the hell, they would then show Aur how to get themselves a mortal body. In return, Aur would give Tekezian their body.

Figuring they hadn’t made the worse deal, they began learning under Tekezian, and found a few more stipulations if Aur wanted this body change to be permemeant.

One, they had to be a child of levistus, share a blood line. Two, they had to have no magic profeciency. Aur’s own powers would be blocked by the fact that the host body had none, and they would be untracable to the nine. Third, they had to agree to it willingly. This was probably the hardest one, but taking the teachings from Tekezian they laid the trap. If someone who met these three rules would call on Levistus they would be directed to Aur instead of the frozen Prince.

### The Escape: 3105 - 3113

And so they waited.

And waited.

And waited.

For eight years, three months, fourteen days, six hours, two minutes and three seconds.

#### Artemis Joule:

They impatiently waited their call, as they continued to fight in the war. They watched their companions die around them, but took on no new guard. When their final companion, Triaphle (Three), fell they grew envious of the dead, and figured that the demon slime Tekezian had betrayed them.

At was not lost, at the four minute mark they were pulled into contact with a young Tiefling, who had called on Levistus to grant them warlock powers. Aur listened closely as they begged and pleaded, going to length as they explained how all they wanted was magic. Aur, patience grown short, and offered instead of the powers of a warlock the option to become a devil.

They would gain a life outside the confounds of time, a sense of immortality, and magic unbound to that of simple wizards and warlocks, all they had to do was agree.

The teifling’s first answer was silence.

At the thirty-five-minute mark, they asked what they needed to do.

Aur summoned the prepared demon contract, it was simple and direct, all they need was to sign and their bond would be secure.

> I, \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_, give my flesh and soul to use as the infernal see fit. In return I will gain a place in the nine and rules as a devil with ice and fury. With my body I bind, with my mind I seek, and with my soul I gift this promise.
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The teifling took the infernal page, but didn’t immediately sign it.

With some excuse they asked for time to look it over.

“Sure, you can have all the time in world.”

The summon’s was ended without a firm agreement, and Aur thought they had failed. All this time, only for their perfect option to back out on them.

#### The Signing : 3114 (16)

At the start of the Ninth year they felt the summons again, but wasn’t right. They felt themselves being tugged out of their flesh and across the planes and space in an instant. The world went black around them and the smell of infernal plane replaced with that of Petrichor.

When they finally awoke they were on the floor, a mishappen summoning circle around them, the mirror revealed their face to them, or at least the face of this vessel. The markings from Levistus still visible against the flesh, but everythin else was new. They were younger, lighter, and seemingly more fragile. When they tried to stand it was difficult, due to the fact they no longer had wings to help them move. They knocked around the room and caused a rucus which was answered by a voice somewhere below them.

“Art, are you okay up there?”

Their voice sounded familiar, in that they understood the words and the accent was the same as the teifling who had summoned them the first time. The door opened an revealed another teifling, who they would come to know as Regulus Joule. Aur did not fully understand and barked back in infernal to the other.  Having spoke telephathically for so long, the vocal cords in this body felt weird around the words.

### Welcome to the rest of your Mortal Life 3114 - 3124 (26)

After a few years, and a few more scattered attempts of understanding the common culture, Aur learned that the vessel, body, person, they wore belonged to an Artemis Joule, the neice of Regulus Joule. Regulus was a sorcerer who kept a sanctuary in the desert for travellers and strangers of all types. Artemis had come to Regulus to learn about unlocking their magical potential, which Aur knew now to be locked behind their own magic powers.

They took on the mantle of Artemis, responding mainly to Art and started training for their own martial prowness, they feared some semblence of reprecussion from either LEvistus himslef when he found out how Aur had stolen a soul, temporaly. The other would be from the nine hells themselves, but if everything had worked perfectly they’d never notice, seeing that Artemis was now in their body, somewhere.

As they hit ten years of getting their skills in order and getting use to the mortal plane they left Regulus’ sanctuary and began to explore the mortal plane for the first time. Their adventure overs the Dragon Spine were wrought with small adventures, most ending with Art finding themselves farther along the path until finally finding themselves at the town of Ayrro, ready to take on their first piece of adventure’s work. Only for the sky to open and bring back the demon filed past.

As they ran into the tunnels all Art could think was, Tekezian you demonic monster, this has your stench all over it.

### The Return of Aur Malovence... Forever... 3124 - Now

Art takes up the mantle of of Highguard of Defense and becomes the hand of hell.

He takes the Spot of Bel and resumes his old name, Aur Malovence which is well regarded by other pit fiends.

In addition to securing the walls of the nine hells, he also employs the first ever option for retirement of the infernal infantry, who may occupy the body of one of his cultists on the mortal realm in the same ritual that brought him out.