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Username:

Nico Strahd

Groups:

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Character:

Nicodemus Strahdanja

Character Race:

Fallen from Grace

Gender:

Male

Location:

N/E Sepulchre within the Rhy'Din Graveyard

Character Portrait:

Art Credits:

TyteBondOneg

Character Age:

Unknown

Place of Origin:

The Great Cleansing Deluge

Appearance:

Veins of crimson cast over the length and plummeted the ever-decending abyss of the opaque-blue pool, set within the darkness of deeply-set orbital structure, and amidst the shadows of a menacing brow. Twin-ponds once a blessing atop alabaster flesh rivaled the beauty of their duplicitous mirror until deaths intrepid void consumed the reflection, now hidden behind the curtain of night's veiled black. The shrouding eye-patch encased the horrored maiming of the flesh below. Ivory-esque skin wrought with the sins of time and age contrasted the growth of similar timed-shadow. Darkness-and-void plaguing the countenance in striking frames as might-be beneath the mantle's shroud.

The ethereal gravitated and pulled to adhere to thick scaffolding; layering the profane and wicked atop blaspheming transgressions, constructing the visage of malcontented plague to offend sight and mandate prejudice. Pin stripes betrayed the shadow, painting his form in barely-visual subtleties. The delicately thin brush strokes unveilng the otherwise unsolved-mystery of the man, beguiling sight. His form trespassed upward like a monolithic-obelisk reaching over six feet but loomed deceivingly like he could blot out the sun.

An application of idioms could not be more necessary, "Murder in the Glass Room" brought the adage to the modern world; "you can never tell a book by its cover." They eyes do not paint the picture. It was not the eyes that lived the tale or wrote its existence in ink. The eyes see what they are shown. They see what circumstance will allow. One great illusion in life is that we believe what we see. The sinister truth is faith is blind and the unseen is rife with danger.


An eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind.
In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king.
Who then is king when the world is full of the sighted?
The man holding the spoon and the resolve to see the task through.
-Mahandas K. Ghandi, Desiderius Erasmus, and Nico Strahdanja


Summarized Background:
Born in Texas to an average family, in 1970, to an average existence. Lost his mother to cancer and left his father for an enlistment in the U.S. Navy. Deployed with JSOC and would eventually be medically retired due to an IED blast. After substantial time healing Nico would reinvent himself within an outlaw motorcycle club located in New Orleans, LA. Was assassinated by a rival club after rising to the club's lead position, President. Was "raised" from death by his Uncle. His true lineage and purpose were revealed. The prophetic opposite, in many ways, to the second coming. In an alternate timeline, Nico lived out an existence where his reign lead to the destruction of the favored creation of the Almighty. A "reset" of some-kind sent Nico from that time and place to Rhy'Din. After a bout with his struggling memory Nico would come in contact with his Uncle once more. The exact happenings of that meeting are unknown but He has not been the same since.


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