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Name: Threnodore "Thren" Melzas
Age: 27
Race: Half-fiend
Sexuality: Bi-curious (definitely down for all kinds of futanari and shemales)
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Class/Profession: Warlock
Personality: Thren is fairly paranoid and tends to be suspicious of everyone. He puts on an act as an arrogant, short tempered, headstrong person all the better to make his enemies underestimate him. He used to be a very happy, friendly sort who only wanted to help make the world a better place. He's filled with a lot of regret. The influence of his pact has made him someone not only willing to fight and kill, but one who sometimes enjoys it. And while he came from a region that was often quite conservative sexually, the influence of his pact has also made him much more sexually open minded.
History/Bio: Thren was a noble in a big city ruled by noble houses. He was the fourth son, so nothing was really expected of him, and his mother babied him, so he turned out being a bit spoiled, but he grew up to be an idealist and a good person. He was trying to use his family's money to make the city a better place for the lower classes. He had a lot of friends in the other noble houses and those he met through working to improve things, including a common girl he fell in love with.
Everything went south when he was 20, though. A neighboring region declared war on their nation. And he discovered that his mother was actually a member of a cult who worshipped a powerful fiend called Elbrenoth. His actual father was this fiend lord. The cult had infiltrated much of the city, many of its members giving birth to half-fiend children, and then started the war so the half-breeds would rise to positions of power. Thren fled, not wanting any part in the war or his mother's plans, along with some close friends and the girl he loved. But everywhere they went, they were chased. So Thren did research and discovered Elbrenoth was a rival of another fiend called Namondar. With more and more people dying because of the cult's goals, Thren decided to appeal to Namondar for aid. They made a pact and now Thren had the power to fight the cult. Over the next three years, he brought the cult to ruin, killing many of the other half-fiends and every cultist he could find, including his mother.
The girl he loved was horrified, as were many of his friends, and his family didn't understand that their mother was a cultist. He was always expecting to Namondar to come calling for Thren to repay the favor, but the dreaded call never came. He fled, having nothing of his old life left and fearing the way his power had changed him. He's spent the last four years searching for a way to be free of the influence of both his father and the patron of his pact.
Extra Notes: Gear: Fine clothes, backpack with a bedroll, lots of rope, torches, matches, and some other things. A magic cloak, a mithril chain shirt, and a number of magic rings.
Fears: Namondar calling in his part of the pact, facing his family after killing his mother, the pact changing him even more, making more friends and having them leave him when his powers scare them
Casual Ons: Comfortable beds, nice clothes, flying, traveling, killing bad people
Casual Offs: People looking down on the poor, religious fanaticism
Sexual Ons: A little rough play, light bondage, dirty talking, exotic women, non-human women, tattoos and piercings.
Sexual Offs: Scat, vore, watersports.