Name: Icarus
Race: Neutral Evil [Demon] Neutral evil demons aren't bloodthirsty monsters as others of their kin might be. They are unbiased and follow their own set of rules, they choose their own path and don't do harm to others without reason. Whether that reason is a good reason depends on the demon.
Demonic Aspects: Dread, Sanctuary in Shadows, Dark Allure
Age: 236
Appearance: Even though his age is would claim otherwise, Icarus looks young and full of life; Most would mistake him to be in his mid twenties with his medium long, curly, dark hair. He is 5'9 and his skin has a light tan, although he has enough strength to take on most challenges thrown at him his body shows little muscle. His lips hide four sharp canines, a pair on the top and bottom while his eye color is a dark black that seem to absorb light. Although he seems to emit a menacing aura at times, his charismatic smile and attitude help him charm most. He wears gray, light armor underneath a black cloak that hides his medium sized, razor edged twin blades that are attached to him by the handles with thin,silver chains that wrap around his waist to keep from rattling noisily. When in battle, the chains unwrap from his waist and are used to give Icarus the advantage, skillfully using them to disarm and restrict targets as he ferociously slashes them with his twin blades. He has a thin, black demon tail that has scales on parts of it, but he has learned how to keep it hidden in his clothing over the years and has somewhat control of. But also hidden underneath his clothing are hardened, grey scales that run down the sides of the chest until they disappear around his hips, as well as scales running down the middle of his back until they become part of his tail. Decorating his chest is a sort of tribal tattoo that reaches from the length of his left arm to the left part of his chest that only he knows the meaning of.
Personality: Icarus is an easy going yet sly assassin, he sticks to the shadows and moves about unseen. He is very charismatic and know how to charm his ways out of most situations. When charming can't get him out of a dangerous situation he resorts to using his deadly abilities, he is naturally very agile and uses his twin blades and speed to overwhelm his enemies, slicing their throats before they can unsheathe their swords or let loose a flurry of magic attacks. He is not one to easily take orders, but others know that he is someone they can rely on and that can he can get the job done. He is not evil personified as most of the Free Races would believe, he has a soft heart for those he chooses to but is unmercifully cruel to those he sees as enemies.
Class: Assassin [Thief/Martial]
Lesser Abilities:
Tier 1
Tier 2
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Background: Icarus always resented Castle Dour's walls, he did not like to be confined in what he saw as a cage. He cursed himself for allowing himself to become trapped under the madman's law that kept him prisoner inside the castle's bony gates. Icarus was a visitor at Castle Dour when the first attack began, he had come to the castle to complete a job he had taken as a favor to an old friend, to assassinate one of the nobles that resided in Castle Dour. When the Free Races began their assault on Underdark he had yet to complete his purpose for the visit so he continued on until finally he had finished the task he had come to do. Once the noble's throat had been sliced opened and his body fed to the Draconic Beast the noble had been keeping as a pet, Icarus realized too late that the Free Races had begun a siege on Castle Dour and it had become too dangerous for him to try to slip past the castle's guards and the Free Race army waiting beyond the walls. And so he became trapped in the castle along with many, throughout the years he had asserted himself as a mostly respected and admired, yet cutthroat, part of their society; some blushed at the sound of his name, others cursed, while some even shivered in fear at the threat they all knew he was capable of being. Even though he always wished to see the opening of the gates and be able to once again roam the outside world, travelling where he liked, he lived a good life inside the castle's walls while always honing his skills secretly in cloak and dagger jobs for the more refined individuals that always needed something stolen or someone taken care of.
Decades passed and finally Solomon has been removed from his throne and the creaky gates opened, now Icarus has the chance he's been yearning for, to leave the walls of Castle Dour and to travel the world has he had done years before. But something in him is strangely attached to the castle and he believes his involvement with Underdark and the dreaded Castle Dour is yet to be over...