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If you'd pass him on the streets, he look like a circus clown in his chosen coverings. At first you'd think whose village fool is this? As you talk with him and get to know him, he's normal like anyone else. A man of few words and not very emotional except in battle. He shows all he is in battle. You should be careful because he's a Control Wizard with the Heart of a Fighter. He wields his magic like a sword and stands his ground like the best of Kings have. Seeing him fight is like seeing the pure nakedness of a God or Goddess. If you travel and ask about him. In return you'll hear tales of him aiding everybody he could. Elves are proud of him and the other races have heard about him. Yet you get a sense that this odd amazing fellow is plague-touched. Everyone steers clear of him. His very presence is very intimidating for someone who is an Elf.
Dammon is considered to be a citizen of Amn. Yet there be no true records of his birth. Matter of fact, the only records are that he was raised by the hometown hero to be a monster hunter. Matter of fact he was raised by the Best of all Monster Hunters; Leon Cololr. This was an odd relationship because Leon rarely took on Apprentices even though many sought to be taught by him. Leon Cololr knew the ways of magic, but he was a Guardian Fighter. He saved Amn from the forces of Darkness when an army of undead rose upon the habitation called forth by a minion necromancer. Nobody could stand against the vast army. Leon being clever slipped into the shadows snuck up on the minion and from behind stabbed him to death with his sword. Everyone knew Dammon had to be special if Leon would retire as a Monster Hunter just to teach him his methods. Yet when it was revealed that Dammon was a Control Wizard and not a Guardian Fighter like Leon, his stepfather that many knew they didn't know Leon Cololr as they thought they had.
Dammon never really wanted to be a Monster Hunter. He just wanted to be a Farmer and many nights ended with him and Leon arguing over what was in store about his life. Dammon was still young when Leon died. A Beast of monsterous size swooped down from the skies upon Leon Cololr who bathed in a natural pool close by. Dammon who was practicing heard the screams of his master. Immediately he head towards the pool where the body was floating in the center of the pool. The Dragon turned upon Dammon who uncontiously picked up Leon's sword. He jumped high in the air thrusting Leon' sword deep in the eye of the beast who smacked him away and clawing at the sword in its eye. Dammon splashed into the pool as the Beast retreated back to its hole, wherever that was...
...Dammon rose from the water that was painted red with the blood of his master. The whole of Amn witnessed the wails of a monster that day. Dammon was baptize in the blood of his Master and father and let out the last emotions of his humanity as he wailed for his stepfather. Worse an unbalanced power etched out of every HAMSTER of his body glowing with a corrupted purple flame that seared his flesh and cremated the corpse of Leon Cololr within his arms. The pool of blood evaporated around Dammon who yelled at the skies in anguish and frustration. For six days and six nights, Dammon sat in the dried up pool refusing to sleep, eat or drink. He finally got sleep when he passed out from exhaustion-
-He dreamed he was sitting in the throes of the deepest darkness that ever existed. A sword of hatred modeled after his Master thrusted itself into his heart from behind. He felt himself dying when a pure light fell upon him. Out of the Darkness stepped his Master and stepfather; Leon Cololr. Dammon rose to his feet astonished and step forward to hug Leon. Leon lifted his hand in response meaning to halt. Dammon stopped wondering how Leon stood before him alive.
Dammon, indeed you knew me as Leon Cololr. Now know me for who I am. Leon Cololr's name appeared before him and the symbols moved about and stopped at Corellon.
Dammon dropped to his knees. Leon Cololr was an avatar for the God Corellon.
Indeed. Why? All my children are special to me. I have purpose for you to engage the deepest Darkness. Remember me when you give in to your brother Tempus.
How can Tempus be my brother? I am Elf.
Do not dwell on matters that aren't important. Just know that I'm always here. Believe in me like you did when I was Leon.
-At that moment Dammon woke up in a fellow's house. Leon's best friend, Marcus the Strong. A former mercenary for hire, but now a merchant.
If you meet Marcus the Strong selling the goods and ask him about Dammon. He'd tell you that Dammon Mushi-Oni is crazy that he thinks Leon Cololr, Amn's Hero was really the Elven god Corellon. That the fight with the dragon who slaughtered Leon knocked some common sense out of Leon's stepson.
Now many would say that if Dammon actually thought this that he'd be insane. Matter of fact, most Corellites consider Dammon to be a heretic because of his claim. Yet there is a cult among the followers of Tempus who pray to Dammon and then to Tempus before battle. Dammon referred to them as idiots. Dammon was quoted as saying "Even if I am Tempus' brother, that doesn't mean I'm a god. Feel my arm it is as flesh as yours. I am indeed mortal."
Whether he is an avatar of an actual God or just one of the Greatest men of Neverwinter, it remains clear. He has become a Monster Hunter just like his father & Master; Leon Cololr. He's always by himself, but I heard some cleric now follows him around and a well rounded Guild of misfits has picked him up. Some aren't even sure if they feel sorry for him or the guild that its a match made in heaven. I only hope the guild uses him because from everything I hear-he's quite talented for a Control Wizard.
Dammon is considered to be a citizen of Amn. Yet there be no true records of his birth. Matter of fact, the only records are that he was raised by the hometown hero to be a monster hunter. Matter of fact he was raised by the Best of all Monster Hunters; Leon Cololr. This was an odd relationship because Leon rarely took on Apprentices even though many sought to be taught by him. Leon Cololr knew the ways of magic, but he was a Guardian Fighter. He saved Amn from the forces of Darkness when an army of undead rose upon the habitation called forth by a minion necromancer. Nobody could stand against the vast army. Leon being clever slipped into the shadows snuck up on the minion and from behind stabbed him to death with his sword. Everyone knew Dammon had to be special if Leon would retire as a Monster Hunter just to teach him his methods. Yet when it was revealed that Dammon was a Control Wizard and not a Guardian Fighter like Leon, his stepfather that many knew they didn't know Leon Cololr as they thought they had.
Dammon never really wanted to be a Monster Hunter. He just wanted to be a Farmer and many nights ended with him and Leon arguing over what was in store about his life. Dammon was still young when Leon died. A Beast of monsterous size swooped down from the skies upon Leon Cololr who bathed in a natural pool close by. Dammon who was practicing heard the screams of his master. Immediately he head towards the pool where the body was floating in the center of the pool. The Dragon turned upon Dammon who uncontiously picked up Leon's sword. He jumped high in the air thrusting Leon' sword deep in the eye of the beast who smacked him away and clawing at the sword in its eye. Dammon splashed into the pool as the Beast retreated back to its hole, wherever that was...
...Dammon rose from the water that was painted red with the blood of his master. The whole of Amn witnessed the wails of a monster that day. Dammon was baptize in the blood of his Master and father and let out the last emotions of his humanity as he wailed for his stepfather. Worse an unbalanced power etched out of every HAMSTER of his body glowing with a corrupted purple flame that seared his flesh and cremated the corpse of Leon Cololr within his arms. The pool of blood evaporated around Dammon who yelled at the skies in anguish and frustration. For six days and six nights, Dammon sat in the dried up pool refusing to sleep, eat or drink. He finally got sleep when he passed out from exhaustion-
-He dreamed he was sitting in the throes of the deepest darkness that ever existed. A sword of hatred modeled after his Master thrusted itself into his heart from behind. He felt himself dying when a pure light fell upon him. Out of the Darkness stepped his Master and stepfather; Leon Cololr. Dammon rose to his feet astonished and step forward to hug Leon. Leon lifted his hand in response meaning to halt. Dammon stopped wondering how Leon stood before him alive.
Dammon, indeed you knew me as Leon Cololr. Now know me for who I am. Leon Cololr's name appeared before him and the symbols moved about and stopped at Corellon.
Dammon dropped to his knees. Leon Cololr was an avatar for the God Corellon.
Indeed. Why? All my children are special to me. I have purpose for you to engage the deepest Darkness. Remember me when you give in to your brother Tempus.
How can Tempus be my brother? I am Elf.
Do not dwell on matters that aren't important. Just know that I'm always here. Believe in me like you did when I was Leon.
-At that moment Dammon woke up in a fellow's house. Leon's best friend, Marcus the Strong. A former mercenary for hire, but now a merchant.
If you meet Marcus the Strong selling the goods and ask him about Dammon. He'd tell you that Dammon Mushi-Oni is crazy that he thinks Leon Cololr, Amn's Hero was really the Elven god Corellon. That the fight with the dragon who slaughtered Leon knocked some common sense out of Leon's stepson.
Now many would say that if Dammon actually thought this that he'd be insane. Matter of fact, most Corellites consider Dammon to be a heretic because of his claim. Yet there is a cult among the followers of Tempus who pray to Dammon and then to Tempus before battle. Dammon referred to them as idiots. Dammon was quoted as saying "Even if I am Tempus' brother, that doesn't mean I'm a god. Feel my arm it is as flesh as yours. I am indeed mortal."
Whether he is an avatar of an actual God or just one of the Greatest men of Neverwinter, it remains clear. He has become a Monster Hunter just like his father & Master; Leon Cololr. He's always by himself, but I heard some cleric now follows him around and a well rounded Guild of misfits has picked him up. Some aren't even sure if they feel sorry for him or the guild that its a match made in heaven. I only hope the guild uses him because from everything I hear-he's quite talented for a Control Wizard.
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Dammon(@Kaddam187)Mushi-Oni
Ex-member of the Vikings of Ellohime (reason: Guild Disbanded)
Bounty issued by the Red Wizard Council
There are several tales or Lore that most don't know about. I, myself has always knew Dammon was special and special gets your paired up with the weirdest of creatures and fellows in a world like Neverwinter. This is more of a story about Dammon's Cleric who appears mortal. Yes, she is the one that Lillith Lucille. She was once an immortal, made so buy given her soul to demons. Makes me worry about Dammon because I heard rumors he was born with a demon spirit as a soul, but back to the story. It is rumored that shewas one of the first modern humans before primitive man. Back in those days man still was hunched and almost as small as the Dwarfs. Man originally had no inclination of conquest, or pleasure or even magic until the Gods intervened. Now am I saying was Lilith the first human? No not at all. She was the first stipulated to Marriage. Her father was half primitive and very ignorant, but well verse in trading. He came upon a particular fellow who had just about everything and was almost as pretty as a woman. This fellow's name was lost in translation, but today we call him Adam Richfellow. Just a name.
Like I said, this Adam Richfellow had things most merchants of his day didn't even know that existed. Lilith's Dad wanted some exotic things, but he absolutely nothing to trade that was deemed worthy to this Adam. It grieved Lillith's father that he was losing sleep within a week he quit eating and lost all will to live. Petty silly if you asked me. He couldn't think of anything to give to acquire those exquisite items that this wealthy traveler had. So he pouted and became a drunk. He was mocked by the village before, but now even the village idiot made fun of him.
One day in a rage, he stepped into a Tavern to get drunk once again. Women weren't much use to men back then except to make babies and maintain the lair. Worse than it is today. Women didn't have any dignity back then because Men were rude, mean and pretty much ignorant. So nobody paid attention to the women who gabbed, but being drunk put Lilith's father under a spell. He was listening to the Tavern women talking up the storm that day. He barely made out most of the gab. However, he made off with some useful information. When Adam came around, women ran even tiny girls. Why? Adam was a well known rapist and he didn't care if the woman was grown up or just a kid. Now men didn't care about such things at the time except the kiddie part. So the men did warn everyone to keep away from Adam. So Adam was a real lonely mean fellow.
This gave Lilith's father a big idea and maybe the stupidest idea that any man could think. He did have something that he could trade to acquire those precious things that he wanted so dear. He was happy and celebrated and ate food the first time since his mental breakdown. It was well into the afternoon and he forced his daughter to clean up and wear her best garments. He went to talk to Adam and told him what was on his mind. He then made a promise to Adam, the first contractual agreement that involved modern man and primitive man ever. Adam accepted so readily.
That night Lilith's father, the village and Adam celebrated with a huge feast and ceremony making Adam an official member of the village. Everyone celebrated, but helpless naive Lillith didn't. She didn't understand why. Perhaps in the inklings of her subconscious mind her instincts kicked in. Her nightmare was only beginning.
Several things of importance happened that very day. First, A gleaming birth of marriage. Marriage was created that day. Second is Slavery. The twin to marriage is slavery. Lilith was the first official slave. Most men would argue with my point of view. Yet even Primitive compromised with their "slaves" over the chores and needs. That meant their "slaves" were really just "servants". Lillith's father had absolutely no inkling in what he just did, what it would lead to. His celebration traveled to many villages across the world and caused a dramatic change in society. The Last it created was a nightmare. One that goes beyond the etches of time into ours.
Several months into the marriage Lillith lived a gruesome nasty nightmarish life. She was use to freedom and running her own life even though she had responsibilites living with her primitive Father. She was locked inside of Adam's home and sometimes locked in a cage when Adam took her on his travels. When she pleaded with her father to regress upon the trade, he decined and the village rebuked her. Nobody knows to this day what horrible man that Adam really was.
Apparently, he was worse than a demon. It was a demon who saved Lillith from that nightmare. The King of all Demons was the one who turned Lillith into the Queen of Demons. When the Gods ignored her pleas of help. There was only Demons left to answer her cries and answer they did after she was destroyed and ruined by the tyrant Adam. Lillith was now the woman that Adam made her. Bitter, cold and full of hatred. She vowed revenge both on mankind and the Gods. She killed her father summoned demons to **** and kill her own mother and had the devils decimate her own village. This didn't calm her rage. She wanted Adam.
Even though Adam was a horrible person. He was naive enough to think he was a good man and everyday he worship All the Gods. He was faithful at the worship and giving offerings that even the elves used Adam as a role model for a perfect follower. So the Gods hid and favor Adam. This enraged Lillith even more that when the King of Demons asked for children that she accepted without hesitation. She gave birth to the first vampire. She cursed the Gods daily while being pregnant promising to kill mankind everyday and adding their dead to her army. In return, the Gods cursed her child. Her rage, her bloodlust and hatred. They gave to her child and his children and that was how the vampire recieved their thirst for blood.
Today it is known that Lillith was Queen of the Demons and Mother of all Vampires. However, her obsession of getting even with Adam and the Gods would lead to her destruction. In her days as Queen, she rebelled against her King to seek revenge and the King put the Jezebel in her place demoting her and giving her spot away. He beat her until she ran away. She was forced to go into hiding. She had both Gods and Demons hunting her. Only vampires, the dead she collected, and rogue devils sought to her needs...
At the time, Dammon gained some reputation as a monster hunter. He slowly etched his way across the world during his teenage years after the death of his master slaying anything that people paid him for and going on missions seeking the Dragon that murdered his father. His rage may have been greater than Lillith's.
Lillith slowly gained rank slaughtering travelers and plundering villages. She learned by gathering treasure would have mankind seeking her instead of her hunting them. Dammon reluctantly joined a group of missionaries who sought to live in the territory that Lillith claimed. The only thing that forced him to recieve the offer was that a priest who was a master mage guiding both mages and Clerics under his leadership had vital information on the Dragon he desperately was seeking. Also, this may had been a good opportunity to observe the undead since he was a monster hunter.
He never seen such a dead place as miasma covered the ground in a thin layer. There wasn't enough to kill a human and when one would light up a campfire, the miasma disappeared. As they traveled the Clerics would do cleansing rituals and seals. The mages fought off small threats and even would help Dammon with the bigger threats.
When the mission chose its spot they chose a village with a tavern. Fairly small population of 10 people. It consisted of 1 big family, newly weds and the Tavern owner. They welcomed the mission and already built a cathedral for the mission. The Tavern owner gave room and board to Dammon. The Tavern owner was a fan of Leon, Dammon's late adopted father.
What Dammon found was quite surprising. For a small village, founded in feared territory, the village was a popular spot because of the tavern which had escort entertaiment. There were more women serving and entertaining than there was a population in the village. Many travelers came through this small village. So The tavern owner was also Mayor of the village since he was the only source of income besides the big wealthy family who refused to be entertained at the Tavern. Dammon thought this was suspicious.
Dammon's plan was to quickly ambush Lillith and eradicate her quickly. Unfortunately, his suspicions were made true because Lillith and some of her zombie cohorts were entertaining at the tavern. Lillith went by the name lillian at the Tavern and she immediately caught Dammon's attention for different reasons. The wrench even bed him as Lillian and worse it was the best night he ever had. He wasn't a virgin,but it was disgusting to find out your best lay was the former Queen of Demons herself.
Likewise, if some of the men being entertained at the Tavern had known that the maidens they conquered were really zombies being controlled by Lillith...well they didn't. Dammon didn't find out until 3 days later when he went on patrol and came upon a zombie horde. He assumed that Lillian was being attacked and immediately went to her rescue. He wasslaughtering zombies left and right as they charged him and pounced upon him. Miraculously he wasn't scrathed nor bitten. Out of nowhere a Hulk slammed his back sending flying into a nearby swamp. He slowly rose out of the swamp water charging his orb. What he witnessed caught him offguard.
The Zombie delicately lifted Lillith off her feet and walked away as the leftover horde rushed Dammon. Dammon fought vicously for an hour as the numbers rained in on him. In the first fury since the death of his Master, Dammon's dying heart recieved more damage. His heart broke once again as the etching of his mind slowly pieced together that Lillian was Lillith. He slaughtered the Horde as if ants were trying to fight a God. Immediately as his fight ended he hurled what food was left in him. He was sick, and not from the stench of decaying flesh. Lillian was the Queen of Demons...
When Dammon gathered himself up from the swamp, he didn't bother to rest or check his gear. He was a hunter. He swung his blade on his knife letting the swamp water clean off the dust of the dead and rose out of the pit of despair. He entered the fire of his hatred and slowly marched along the trail that the zombie hulk left behind. Lillith was going to meet her end before the rising of the sun.
Dammon stormed the deathtrap of Lillith's Lair. Six normal hordes met him, but this wasn't some human or elf or dwarf they fought. This was the adopted son of Leon. A blink of an eye he whipped out the hordes with his ice powers. Spikes of Ice consumed the floors of Lillith's Palace. All normal Zombies disappeared as a horde of Hulks came rushing in only to be thrown back. As they rose on to their feet and were frozen by Dammon's power. Dammon followed by using his Orb to shatter the frozen horde by rushing blinding speeds through their torsos. A patrol of Wrights came charging in only to stop in their tracks as everything in the palace that was metal slapped them around and imploded with a freeaing searing blast.
Dammon stomped up the stairs to the thrown room of Lillith. Lillian stood barenaked and giggled. A mist rose and formed around Lillian as she transformed effortlessly into Lillith. Dammon surged with energy and consumed in resolve focused his gaze upon Lillith.
"A man of such stature be manipulated by little old me," sneered Lillith as she smirked.
"Wretch of Sulfur, Jezebel of Hell-" spoke Dammon in anger as he powered up to execute Lillith.
"-***** of Demons, Mother of vampires, ***** of Darkness," spoke Lillith,"I heard it all. Nothing you say will hurt me."
"I know."
Lillith was thrusted into the air as she felt a force around her neck. She didn't need to breath, but the tension around her neck made it hard to think. She was fighting to stay awake. She was given over to the pain. Tears started streaming down her cheeks as her life flashed before her eyes.
Why didn't anyone love me? Why didn't anyone save me. Am I that useless. Men, all of them are the same.
Dammon was confused in his rage. He should kill her, but hesitates.
Why this emotion? Kill her. Am I in love with her? Did she really control me this much? No. Then kill her. No.
Any Man would. You're not a Man. You're a Monster Hunter. She's a monster. Kill her. She's not. A monster may scream in pain, but not agony. See her agony and give her ease.
Dammon tightened the grip around her neck then through her against the wall. Lillith yelped from the pain as her heart broke. She realised that she was going to die by the hands of a man. Lillith screamed as a searing flame engulfed her from her torso and grew consuming her entire body. She felt her skin tingling as overwhelming pain then a burst of pleasure engulfed her. Lillith crashed to the floor gasping for her and perfectly exhausted. She fought to remain conscious as she slowly passed out. Before she passed out she heard what Dammon spoke.
"Lillith is dead this day forth. I name you Lucille."
Lucille Meet Dammon
Dammon walked out of a Tavern. He was tired and haven't slept with a woman for two years. The info he gained about the Dragon was correct. He found its lair. Unfortunately the Lair had been abandonned and spiders made a home of it. So he went forward persuing his nemesis. He felt he couldn't put Leon to rest until he slayed the killer. He believed the Leon in his dream was the Elf God, but still the Leon he knew was such a sentiment that he couldn't rest until he slayed the murderous beast.
So he took a step out of the Tavern in regards to continue his journey after the Dragon. He just finished up getting supplies in town and prepared for a long journey to another mission where valuable data about the beast was available. A pretty little Lady in Clerics wrags stepped in his path.
She spoke his name," Dammon Mushi-Oni."
"Lady if you are here to kill me or on a quest for vengence or are even here to thank me-" he spoke annoyed,"-forget about it."
"No, I'm not here for revenge," she said and pounced upon him kissing him.
Dammon was caught off guard, but regained his composure and dropped her.
"You already gave me what I needed," spoke the Cleric,"so its not about me or giving me anything."
Dammon nodded his head and started walking off. The cleric chased after him.
"Its what I can do to-I mean-for you."
Dammon laughed for the first time in his life since Leon died.
"Fine," He spoke tossing her his traveling bag, be some use."
He continued walking as she spoke, "I'm guessing you don't remember me or even care, but I'm Lillith Lucille and as you can guess I'm a cleric now."
The Towns people caught a glimpse of Dammon wondering who his new groupie was...