Character Intro: Ankh, Lord of the Warloc

• Species: Human
• Occupation: Warloc Lord
• Gender: Male
• Height: 5 "7
• Weight: 150 lbs
• Eyes: Green
• Hair: Bald
• Age: 25
• Alignment: Evil
• Sexuality: straight

Power Grid

Intelligence - 7

Strength - 1

Speed - 5

Durability -7 (Magical Dark shield Aura, can split soul into objects)

Energy Projection - 7

Fighting Ability - 1

Physical Description:

A cloaked figure

Powers and Abilities:

• Obfuscate (able to manipulate dark matter into useable power to flow through him)
• Impero (Mind control for use on NPC targets)
• Avada Cadavra (A killing curse, for foes less then or equal to 1 durability during a duel )
• Soul absorption (channeling souls of those he kills inside)
• Crucio (can inflict a variety of pain sensations )

Weapons:

• A wand ( to focus the dark energy more accurately )
• A cloak (made of flesh of a dragon to guard other magical attacks)

Warloc Lord, living in a magical community he has never not known the use of magic to do what he needed done. It was said that true magic has no color being both light and dark in nature depending on the user allowing it to flow through them. His parents raised him in all aspects and mostly to control the flow of the darker magic as it was very emotionally based. Dark binding spell insignia were imprinted on his dwelling to ward off practitioners of the warloc faith. Warloc's embraced the dark flow letting it consume their inner most light.

Faithers were those who kept to the light like his parents were trying to guide him. They named him ankh which literally translates to eternal light. He was kept inside sheltered from the community as his parents believed in home schooling and nothing was necessary to go out doors as magic provided them with food, water, and powered their home. Ankh often was found staring out his windows watching other young adults playing outside, especially a female caught his eye. Long black hair with eyes that called to him, she even waved as she noticed him watching one day.

secretly he began messaging her using a reflection charm where it worked like a video phone, allowing them to talk even though he could not go outside. She begged him to meet her outside one day, he explained that his parents did not allow him to leave. She told him that her parents are strict as well but she uses a spell where as a duplicate of herself remains to hoodwink the sensor charm, and tells him of it. Ankh decides to use it without other thought appearing outside of his home while a copy remained laying in his bed asleep. A itching sensation started to happen on his palm, Bell told him it happens when they use dark spells, the itching subsided and a burning sensation followed as a dark symbol became visible on his palm.

Bell explained that the spell which helped him escape would be easier to cast next time and that it meant they could have more time together. Ankh was smitten with Bell and nothing could keep them apart now, and every night for 1 year they would depart their homes and meet. Doing as young love inspires like cuddling, and make out sessions, not to mention causing trouble casting curses on unsuspecting wanderers of their community. Their dark abilities were strengthening and both were showing signs of dark usage: pale complexions, paranoid expressions, and an aura of shadow that could cloud them from sight in shadowy areas.

One day Bell approaches Ankh in tears and tells Ankh that her parents know she's been sneaking out and using dark magic and now she must be brought towards the council of mages to be striped of her power. She begs him to do something, furious and without another thought he walks up to Bella's home but it is protected from simple dark spells. Taking a strand of Bell's hair he transmutes a potion and swallows it. Transforming into Bell himself walking now towards her front door which mistaken him for her, her parents waiting in the living room. Ankh approaches the room seeing them both facing a ritual circle for travel to the council. He raises his palm with the dark mark, and extends a wand he crafted to focus stabbing into the mark. He then aims it towards her parents whom now turned to face their daughter.

releasing curse dark energy without even muttering a word, unassigned but targeted with exponential power blasting her parents watching as they became engulfed by it, their souls being ripped into the caster whom released such power. Ankh then returned outside after setting her home ablaze, his true form returning except for some changes. Warlocs all begin to transform into demon-esque visages and Ankh was no exception, retaining a human body frame but taking on serpent qualities. Bell looked on in horror but her love for him was blind and embraced him close. He flung her aside saying he needs to focus until his own home he brings to sunder. She offers to do it for him, but he says for her not to sacrifice her beauty, plus this was his vengeance.

Standing outside his home the feeble light magic charms were now visible to his new found powers and able to disarm quite easily. Inscribing on his right palm he places a light warding insignia permanently which could absorb such energy allowing him to convert it into dark energy. Raising his palm and siphoning out the weaker light magic, leaving it a mere classic home. Bell began tossing fire balls, Ankh raised his palm countering and freezing her in place. "I told you, the prize is my own" he says as he begins to create a time glass placing it on the front porch, waving his wand to seal the perimeter of the spell. As each sand grain drops the time moves ahead by one year, and he stands waiting for his parents to notice if they do before they awake. The time piece reached a 1/4 emptied and the house became unstable as 25 years had past, and the front door opened with both parents running for the porch meeting a dark figure and the time piece. "I hoped to see you before you faded into dust" says Ankh

Both parents stood in awe as they realized it was their son so consumed by dark magic that this insanity before them was what they feared all his life and tried to prevent. Aging more and more they were eventually too weak to support themselves and leaned against each other to stay up, their frail figures collapsing into steps as both could no longer hold on. Ankh watched as their souls drifted out of the perimeter towards his wand being absorbed with in. His death toll now being the highest amongst Warlocs as most usually burn up in power overload but not Ankh. He was now the Warloc Lord and the world was his to explore.

@wearelegion: Well as for input, he's a good character. Only thing I can think of at the moment I would change is the name personally. Otherwise, he has a very rich, interesting and well history.

I'd also describe the powers more.

@just_an_average_man: updated his powers, more fitting, and the name.

Very well done!