<strong>Name:</strong>Nehar'Ghul, the Shapeshifter, Vizier of the Legions, Deceiver of Kings<br/><strong>Player:</strong>Wargtass<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Demon<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Demon General<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>None and All<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Dominant pansexual<br/><strong>Age:</strong>Unknown, though believed to have crawled out of the chaos underneath the charnel pits of Hell somewhere in the beginning of the ages.<br/><br/><strong>Powers:</strong>Nehar'Ghul is known in some parts of Terra as the Shapeshifter and with just cause. Of course the great Deceiver have taken millions of forms over the ages, from the tiniest ant to enormous gargantuan monstrosities of such alien forms that it drives mortals into madness. It revels however in subtle forms with which to deceive and project its cunning plots on the world. One form, which is assumed to be its original, is the giant fiery snake known in the icy lands of Icar as Vokolkuv, Fire-Spawn. It can change into any form or size, but in between each form it must first change back into this form and devour an immortal being. As such in its campaigns across Terra it enslaves hundreds, if not thousands, of such beings, for the Deceiver needs many forms to carry out his many plots.<br/>The words of the Deceiver are  wicked and poisonous, known to corrupt those that hear its whispers and suggestions. Many a weak-willed fool have turned against his brothers in their greatest time of need because of the Vizier's sharp tongue which turns their minds onto his own will. Those of strong wills are not as effected, but their minds still hear the whispers coming from within, sometimes even acting on sudden urges not their own. How many kings that have been corrupted by its whispers no one knows, but the very thought of it sends chills up many spines in these times of war.<br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong>Out of all the thousands of forms that Nehar'Ghul can take, three it holds especially dear.<br/>First and foremost is his natural form, that of the gargantuan snake, also known as Vokolkuv, the Fire-Spawn. This monstrosity easily is big enough to swallow a warhorse whole with knight and all, its serpent body extending far beyond its vicious head. In Hell it is coiled around the peak above the Charnel Pit, watching those that approach with a mix of malignant intent and hunger.<br/>Next is the Crow-Man Jong, the Herald of Despair. This creature robed in furs and cloth barely reach a man's chest in height, but its visage is terrible, a clean picked skull of a crow which juts out beneath its cowls. It comes to kings whose kingdoms are on the brink of destruction and tosses its bones to tell them what they could do to stop this evil from happening. It most often comes to the price of destroying another kingdom in war or sacrificing a first born to the mystic, especially if the firstborn is a beautiful prince or princess. Those that have refused or even tried to slay the beast have found that their swords do not cut it but instead it explodes into hundreds of crows that flees the scene. Within the time of a few days up to several years the kingdom of the violator falls to marauding armies or gruesome disease. Needless to say almost all pay the price of the Crow-Man.<br/>Last but certainly not least is the Chimera. Not a beast as such, but a beautiful person who is neither man or woman. It comes to those that beg for it in the most fantastic of ways, because the Chimera can grant a mortal anything he or she desires, be that fame and fortune or a night of passionate lust. Some say that the price is terrible to pay, but that the pleasures are out of this world. What most don't know is that the Chimera opens up its victims hearts and minds to its own vile desires, a slavery that none have been able to escape from.<br/><br/><strong>Bio:</strong>The Charnel Pits are a truely despicable place within Hell, the place where the broken bodies of the maimed and tortured are thrown and the filth and wastes of the Demon Lord's kin ultimately end up, either through disgusting channels through Hell or directly into the pits. Everything that is thrown away, including those poor souls that the Demons have tired and grown bored of, comes to its final resting place in the Charnel Pits. None really thought much about what might be hidden down there. But most knew that if you came too close to the rancid surface of the cesspool one might find a pair of strong, gnarled hands around your neck as it drags you beneath never to be seen again. Two of those gnarled hands once belonged to the wretched creature that would become Nehar'Ghul, the Demon Lord's Vizier and the Deceiver of Kings.<br/>As it would have it, it was the scavenging nature of this wretched soul that gave it its first taste of power. During the first ages the Demon Lord had many generals and many of them who failed found their broken bodies in the Charnel Pits. By being more ferocious and hungry than the others, it got to devour these bodies, power and all. As ages passed it grew in size and strength, learning many secrets from torturing his victims, learning how they spoke, how they moved and how they thought. He learned how to emulate all those things and his malleable form began to change in accordance.<br/>One day as some demons came to the pits to empty the bodies of their Lord's playthings into the pit, they were welcomed by a gargantuan snake. This demonic fiend demanded tribute, for these were his pits. As the demons tried to laugh him off and dump the bodies anyway it quickly crushed their bodies in its powerful coils and devoured their powerful forms. As more demons fell to this strange beast the Lord began to wonder why his broken things were not thrown away. As his kin and servants told him of the fiend at the Pits he became engulfed in rage, killing the cowards and taking off to the Pits. As he was about to destroy the fiend it merely smiled wickedly and began speaking to him in the ancient darktongue that only the oldest of demons knew. It told of the secrets it had devoured over the years, secrets that only the Lord knew and secrets that only his enemies knew. It told the secrets of those that planned to usurp him and he told him a secret from the depths of the Charnel Pits, something that no one in the world but it knew of. Seemingly impressed by the vile beast's knowledge, the Lord made him Vizier, the creature to stand behind his throne and make sure that he knew everything before it happened. Nehar'Ghul was born, and it was pleased with its place in Hell.<br/>As he Legions of Hell and the Hosts of Heaven fought out their last war, the Vizier stayed behind and made sure Hell worked as it should while its Lord was away. It knew this was wholly unnecessary at the time, so instead of warming his seat it went out into the mortal world and began its many plots and secrets. It weakened the kingdoms of the mortal races so that when his Lord returned they were ripe for the taking. Now the question remains, can the Vizier of Hell be as good a General as he is a Deceiver?<br/>