| Azareah Neriquirelle
Cepheon Deimus the Trickster Draco Amythios |
Deimus the Trickster
Race: Half-Elf In the shadowed alleyways and winding sewers of Neverwinter, there lurked a figure known by many names, yet to those who truly knew him, he was Deimus the Trickster. Raised within the clandestine embrace of the thieves' guild, his origins veiled in mystery and whispers. Born of elf and human lineage, Deimus was cast into the dark embrace of the city's underbelly as an infant, forsaken by the hand of fate. It was there, amidst the filth and shadows, that he was discovered by Aaron Edge, the leader of the thieves' guild, who took the young foundling under his wing. For Deimus, the guild became his family, its members his kin. Under Aaron's guidance, he honed his skills in stealth and subterfuge, his nimble fingers proving adept at liberating unsuspecting victims of their treasures. In the sheltering veil of the guild's influence, Deimus flourished, his confidence swelling with each successful heist. Yet fate had other designs for the young rogue. On a fateful night, as he ventured into the outskirts of the city in pursuit of fortune, Deimus found himself ensnared by the schemes of a rival faction. Captured and imprisoned by those who sought to exploit his ties to the guild, Deimus languished in the darkness, his future hanging in the balance. It was in the depths of his despair that salvation came in the most unexpected guise. In the dead of night, as the guards slept and the shadows whispered their secrets, a being of infernal majesty appeared before Deimus. Balthazar, a devil from the depths of Avernus, offered him a pact sealed in blood and fire, a bargain that would grant him power beyond mortal reckoning in exchange for his allegiance. In a moment of desperation and defiance, Deimus accepted the devil's offer, his veins searing with agony as the pact was forged. In an instant, he was transformed, his essence suffused with infernal might, his fate forever entwined with the fiend that claimed him. From that moment forth, Deimus the Trickster walked a path fraught with peril and temptation, his loyalty pledged to a power beyond mortal ken. With each step, he felt the weight of his newfound power, a double-edged sword promising both glory and damnation. But amidst the darkness that threatened to engulf him, Deimus remained resolute, his heart ablaze with ambition and defiance. For in the shifting currents of fate, he knew that the true trickster was he who held the reins of his own destiny. |