Description
You see before you a shady looking character. His greasy black hair
is pulled back into a pony tail that stretches just past his
shoulders. His face is worn, showing of many scuffles and close
calls. His nose is just a little crooked, tilted slightly off axis.
There is a chunk of his upper left ear missing from what appears to
be a bite from something you can't determine. He has brown eyes set
beneath slender, slick eyebrows. It looks like he hasnt shaved in a
while, with a beard not quite fully grown yet. He stands about the
average height for a human, perhaps slightly on the taller side. He
has a wiry build and isn't very muscular.
Before you turn away you also notice...
Role
Uncertain Times
Added Fri Jul 14 02:01:29 2006 at level 37:
The passing of Joad has brought stressful times to Asuriel. For the first
time in his life he finally had a home, a purpose even, and with Joad
gone he feels the guild will crumble without proper leadership. Coming
straight off the streets of Hamsah the only thing that mattered to Asuriel
was the guild, not coin or fine clothing. The stress has triggered a
breaking point in Asuriel's mind, and losing the "father" has driven
Asuriel's mood swings to extreme heights. He is not a stable person at
this point. One day you can hold a conversation with him, and the next day
he could slit your throat. There is a side to Asuriel that wishes another
Bandit King to be appointed so the guild can be guided once more. He fears
that without strong leadership the guild will deteriorate, no longer being
the haven it once was. His greatest fear is the ascension of the guilds
in nearby Galadon and Voralian City. In his mind, they may grow to
overshadow his beloved guild, unless properly directed. To compensate for
all the added stress the darker side to him has returned again. He thirsts
for blood to quench his inner torment, which has been eating him alive for
some time now. The death of Joad sent him over the edge. He fears no one,
and will attack most on sight. He can't really keep any friends, save
guildmembers, due to the fact that he will and has attacked most of those
around him. Understandably, his bloodlust has cost him many a potential
friend, his only trusted allies those within his own guild. He is
conscious of the spreading disease within his mind, but unable to stay the
inevitable madness. He has been trying to fight it for some time, but it
seems to be overwhelming him. He knows he must act quickly, before his
demons finish devouring the last of his sanity.