<div class="floatright">(http://th03.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/f/2011/153/8/0/dark_knight_ver_2_0_by_reaper78-d3husr6.jpg) (http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=&amp;section=&amp;q=death+knight#/d3husr6)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Demvarien the Warped<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Tainted Human<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Blackguard<br/><strong>Best Ability:</strong>Melee Combat (Particularly Swordsmanship)<br/><strong>Least Ability:</strong>Dark Magic<br/><br/><hr/><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br/><strong>Preference:</strong>Hetero, Dominant<br/><strong>Ons:</strong>Reference my O/O's.<br/><strong>Offs:</strong>Reference my O/O's. (Some are negotiable for the sake of story. Feel free to ask.)<br/><hr/><strong>Appearance:</strong>Demvarien is of average height and relatively slender build, but<em>covered</em>in muscle from wearing his armor almost constantly. He has long, straight, black hair, fair skin with the faintest tinge of gray, and his eyes glow with an unholy blue light. He has handsome, strong features, in some places almost sharp. Many of his less-than-human features, such as the glow in his eyes, the gray in his skin, and the nails that have almost turned to claws, are physical signs of his corruption by darkness. Pictured is his armor and weapon of choice, a massive, sentient blade known as Anarazel.<br/><strong>Background:</strong>Demvarien was once a paladin, a holy warrior and a beacon of righteousness. Historians, today, debate what happened to him; whether he went insane, was seduced by the power of darkness, or maybe -- just maybe -- he really was hearing the voice of his god, and this was where his god chose to lead him.<br/><br/>Demvarien was a leader of a relatively large chapter of the Knights of the Holy Sword, an order dedicated to eradicating evil wherever it slept. One day, as he was praying in their chapterhouse's chapel, the paladin heard a voice deep inside his head; a voice that he believed was his god speaking to him for the first time. The voice told him of a den of evil beasts nearby, in the hidden lair of a long-dead Lich. Demvarien led his knights in the assault, and the Lich's remaining minions were eradicated. Just as they were about to destroy the complex utterly, however, the voice told him to stay his hand, and Demvarien ordered his men to stand down.<br/><br/>Thus began his fall, as the voice urged him on. It started slow; as zealotry and mercilessness against the enemies of good. But his methods soon became more and more questionable. The efforts to utterly eradicate evil began in no small part due to his efforts. But then, he destroyed everything his order could reach. Months, and even years passed. The voice stopped speaking to him.<br/><br/>Then, out of the blue, it came back, and told Demvarien what he had to do. He was to take his knights, go to the Lich's lair, and take it as their base of operations. Then, they would submit to darkness. For good cannot exist without evil.<br/><br/>Demvarien did as he was told, taking those members of his chapter that were as fanatically devoted as he was, and killing the rest. Once they arrived, he found two powerful artifacts in the Lich's vault. The sword Anarazel, and a great, black gem that pulsed with an evil light; at one time, the Lich's phylactery, no longer able to resurrect him but still infused with power. That voice told him what to do as soon as he laid eyes upon the two. Demvarien took Anarazel and slammed it into the crystal, the gem shattering as all of its horrid power changed him. He gained the strength and speed of ten men, a significant part of the Lich's former magical power, and the ability to control the lair. He bestowed the gift of darkness on many of his knights, who he renamed the Knights of the Blackened Sword, but none gained his magical power as well.<br/><br/>Eventually, Demvarien was slain along with the vast majority of his knights. But his armor, crafted for him by the lair itself soon after he destroyed the phylactery, became something of a phylactery itself. Given enough time, deep in the bowels of the earth, the armor could bring their leader back. So his four surviving servants traveled, made their way to a new home, and fell dormant, to be awoken many years later, when a single heart began beating once again.<br/><br/>(If you had any doubts after one look at that picture, Monster)