-=This One - In Brief=-

Race: Yugoloth (Arcanaloth) [Daemon]

Name: Marathvatharik

Known as: Mara, Bane of Ignorance || Marathvatharik the Profitable || Marathvatharik, Seventh Guardian of the Lower Tower || Mara Rathirk (Mortal Alias) || Marathvatharik, Grace and Elegance of Gehenna (Self-Indulgent Title)

Age: 10,210

Gender: Hermaphroditic (Able to be any gender they please or genderless. Identifies Themself as 'she'.)

Known Class: Sorceror


-=Physical Appearance=-

At first glance, this fiend appears to be a tall, slim and dainty looking being with the head of a jackal and a dark skinned body covered with black fur. It's countance is difficult to pin down as it often times changes simply at it's own whim, although most commonly it appears to have feminine traits.

It's perculiar features appear to be sharp and wizened, even for an animal's head. It's eyes glow hot white with  vast intelligence and it's dark lips seem twisted into a near natural snarl. Seemingly not by it's own design.

From it's scalp sprouts forth a mane of black and silver hairs, reaching like a long and well groomed mane. It's features are often times obscured by a blackrock mask, a copy of it's own visage.

It's torso - unless disguising itself as another humanoid - is often times the same in terms of shape. Lean with a flat, almost emancipated chest (with very meager breasts if disguising itself as a female), narrow shoulders and thin, frail limbs.

Narrow hips give way to long and boney legs, with humanoid feet strong enough to stand on. Although it's ability to float helps it stay off the ground, it's appearance is given to itself by choice...and can change to suit any situation. Though rarely is physical strength required.

-== Traits =--

Voice: It's voice is often times hard to pin down. Unless specifically augmented to suit a disguise, it's natural state is an oddly ambigious and rather slimey voice, hushed and hissing. If it speaks the Yugoloth tongue, it's voice can easily remind sensative beings of the sounds of hot and dry desert winds over sand aswell as the smell of decaying roses.

Aura: Although suppressed as often as can be, this being rarely sees any reason to completely hide it's aura. After all, one needs to inform others when it's business time. Those sensative to auras or strong in holy power can easily recognise the fiendish aura of a greater daemon.

Weapon Immunity: This being is immune to all forms of weaponary baring anything less then a +3 enchantment. If destroyed in any material or lower plane, it will simply reform in the Bleak Eternity of Gehenna. It can be destroyed there and there alone. When destroyed, it's memories and abilities are transfered to the Great Tower.

Claws: This being's natural form has claws tipped with a powerful poison. This poison is meant less to kill and more to torment and harm it's targets.

-== OOC Notes ==-

[[Feel free to walk up to this character at any time! Even if I'm - say - leveling or perhaps simply standing about. I'm always very happy to interact with my fellow players!]]

[[ Likewise, if you feel you want to send me a tell to discuss something about the character , ask some questions, request a roleplay or set something up, I'm always avalable.]]