Description
The half-drow before you stands with a gentle, relaxed posture.
His thin, pale hands protrude out from a velvet, silk robe
and are clasped together tightly just below his waist. His
loose robe covers most of his body and trails off behind him
gathering dust. The inner lining of his robe is covered with
inscriptions, most of which seem to be moralisticlly based.
Unnaturally silver hair falls from within his hood, shining
brilliantly in the light. His skin is grey and in stark contrast
to his incandescent, purple eyes. These eyes show no sign
of age. He has a long and perfectly straight nose which
leads down to thin, black lips pulled tight.
Role
Sublime Machinations
Added Sat Nov 2 05:27:10 2013 at level 15:
Dheneb was led, along with his mother, sister and restrained father, to the center of the
square. Dodging rotten fruit and other objects, they were halted just before a raised
platform. Two men-at-arms ushered three of them back towards the bloodthirsty crowd
while his father continued up to the iron manacles that were bolted to the front of the
platform. With calm efficiency, his father was set in position and ready for his inevitable
judgment.
The fading sunlight glistened the length of the prodigious, moralistic inscribed, broadsword
as the executioner raised it high. Dheneb was deafened by the thunderous roar of the crowd
and it echoed inside his head like the pounding of the Western Aryth waves. Time stopped.
The moment that was a mere blink of an eye seemingly lasted for hours, days. The blade
cocked back further in the hand of the executioner. The ground trembled beneath his feet.
Wide eyed, Dheneb watched as the muscles in the lean arms holding the broadsword twitched
with anticipation of the coming blow. The Justiciar stood to the rear, in his red velvet robes,
the long, curly black beard hanging to the middle of his broad chest. Several gold and
bejewelled rings glittered on his finders as the mad grin curled his lips. His pearly white
teeth sparkled like diamonds in the light.
"Behead him", he said.
And with that, the sword swung down quickly and true. "Justice!" was the call from the
maddened crowd, but it fell on Dheneb's deaf ears. He stood there and watched his father's
head roll across the platform and stop. He felt no shock, no sadness, no grief; any of which
he could easily have been forgiven for feeling. No. He was washed with an overwhelming
feeling of reverence. Immediately his thoughts became immersed in sublime machinations and an
uncontrollable want to be the death bringer.
PK Wins
Nov 9, 2013 |Lv 26|Ar'atouldain|Jaskr vs 1: [26] Dheneb (100%, smash)
Nov 18, 2013|Lv 27|Aldevari|Kahzren vs 1: [27] Dheneb (100%, punch)
Nov 18, 2013|Lv 27|Galadon|Thgrreek vs 1: [27] Dheneb (100%, punch)
Nov 18, 2013|Lv 27|Moudrilar's Monastery|Avelin vs 1: [27] Dheneb (100%, punch)
Jan 4, 2014 |Lv 29|Hamsah Mu'tazz|Ultriva vs 1: [29] Dheneb (100%, slash)
Feb 2, 2014 |Lv 35|Feanwyyn Weald|Findovial vs 1: [35] Dheneb (100%, deathly touch)
Feb 19, 2014|Lv 36|Udgaardian Plains|Bienc vs 1: [36] Dheneb (100%, defilement)
Feb 28, 2014|Lv 37|The Dwarf Forest|Snorl vs 1: [37] Dheneb (100%, misdirection)
Mar 4, 2014 |Lv 37|Arkham|Draquade vs 1: [37] Dheneb (100%, pierce)