Name: Lazarus
Creature type: Fallen Angel
Added notation: Illimar
Mimickry: Archon
Age: 375




Lazarus was born deep within the Lands of Deshu, under a veil of 'shadow' to keep him from the eyes of those who would seek to harm him, 375 years ago. He had never held a last name and it is truly unknown what Fallen family Lazarus comes from, for the small band of Fallen that he was raised by for the first 20 odd years of his life, there were several different families that came together for protection against the Archons.

Lazarus from a young age impressed many of his family, both blood and extended, with his ability to hide from even them. Lazarus was one of the last one standing after the last of the Archon battles they were involved in, when he was only 53 years of age.

Lazarus, after that, decided to use his abilities to help rid the Marakai of those unworthy, through the amount of evil in their souls. He surrounded himself with a group of Archons whom would work together to create something called the 'Shadow Sect'. His strategic mind led him to leadership from the very beginning, not showing how young he truly was, fooling the Archons even more than just mere fact that his nature was not what it truly seemed.

Lazarus led his enforcers to be ones of true skill, true strength and true cunning. It was not long until the Empresses Preseis Castalia and Nicia Madelhari, heard of the Shadow Sect and brought them under contract to kill those who opposed their rule in ways of treachery. Lazarus has posed himself to be loyal to the Fallen Angel Empress and HalfBreed Empresses, but he is not as loyal as they would seem. There is only one that can truly sway his hand, his true commander, whom he has yet to hear from in more than a century.

When questionable public officials become liabilities, or when certain opposing factionists start to get under the Empire’s skin, Lazarus will receive his orders to ‘take care’ of these pests. Lazarus has been loyal to his Empresses ever since he inherited the title of guild master nearly a century ago. Since then, nearly all of his assigned tasks have been executed without a hitch; which has aided the Marakaian Empire in its ever advancing growth across the dimensions. Because of his high success rate, neither of the two Empresses has thought to question his methods or decisions. Acknowledging their distrust for each other, he rarely challenges either of their orders; keeping as far from their rivalry as he can. Being allowed to experiment and investigate ways that would benefit his assassin’s league, he occasionally will find diamonds in rough who eventually become his most promising assassins. Sometimes breaking away from the usual soldiers birthed and trained in the ‘The Black Room’, Lazarus has taken under his wing thieves, criminals, and outlaws with notable talent and skill; turning them into deadly assassins that now serve and kill under his command. With his soul bound sword, Obsidian, he has spilt the blood of hundreds by the will of the Marakaian Empire.

To this day, the act of Lazarus’ ascent to guild master is still as shady as the enforcers that compose of it. Its previous leader, the Toran demon Lucius Spurius, was slain on mission during his final days when he was recently becoming sloppy and incoherent at his job; frequently fowling up the simplest of tasks with improper planning and ineptitude. When that conformation came of Lucius’ unfortunate demise, it was Lazarus, being the most suited for the role as one of the league’s greatest assassins, who accepted the honor of guild leader without hesitating. Respected by the most hardened of veterans to the newest unseasoned assassins, his authority is never doubted. Ever since that, day he has commanded the assassin’s league, they have known nothing but flawless achievements in all their endeavors.

When not found meditating in his quarters or training future assassins deep below the innards of the Deshu Fortress, he could be found amongst the commoners of the land; in their markets, taverns, and recreational areas. Always searching for more potential killers to serve and work for his league. Though, none would ever notice his tall Archon (Falllen Angel) presence while cleverly concealed in the shadows as he watches for the ever so slight chance of a naturally born assassin amongst the commoners. Lazarus only makes himself known and visible to those he may consider to train. Should they deny his generous offer, he would make sure that if he could not harness their true potential then no one would. He could not afford to have such talent in the hands of opposing forces. Rarely any have turned down this chance to become part of such renown assassins, but those who did are not around anymore to speak of it.

In the presence of others, Lazarus is calm, balanced, and respectful; though this has been known to drastically change as he trains his soldiers. He approaches his conversations always appearing to be having the upper hand; which isn’t far from the truth. Seeming at peace through a first glace, Lazarus always suppresses his instinctual seductive demon thoughts. As a Fallen Angel, perfectly posing as an Archon, blood and war are eternally apart of him wherever he goes; along with his urge to satisfy the flesh. Through his strenuous years training, he has learned to suppress these urges in favor of proficient and clean professionalism in his all work. It is rare that these habits get the better of Lazarus as it they would impede his abilities in all situations. One cannot control his sword if he cannot control himself.

Lazarus only awaits for his next orders, from his true Commander, and the time where he will or will not assassinate the one who has assassinated him in the past. He has met with her and she him, but both of their souls were emotionless enough that neither picked up on this fact.

Powers: Flight (Angelic form only), Summoning, Memory Manipulation, Supernatural Speed (up to 10 times the speed of a normal human), Supernatural Strength (up to 5 times the strength of a normal human of their build), Telepathy.

Illimar added powers from Training: Grand Illusion, Mimickry (Archon - Cohra Tribe), Banishing (Obsidian).

Additional Powers: Camouflaging - gained through killing 2 Marakine Demons

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