Dracon Mephisto

He enters, his black robes enveloping him
like the darkest shadows dreams. As he walks
to his favorite place at the back of the room,
he sits, pulling a few strands of his frost
white hair from his brow.

Brief decription:
6'2" with silvery pale skin. White hair.
Dark green eyes with red pupils.
32 years of age.

Brief history:
(as told by himself)
My father was seduced by my mother by means
of a spell. He was married at the time to another
woman and she was with child.Under the power
of spell, my mother convinced him to murder his
wife. He did so shortly after she gave birth
to two children. The Gods didn't like this turn
of events, so they sent a bolt of lightning and
struck him dead. That left my mother alone to
raise me, so she set out to make sure that I
was well taken care of. By seducing lonely
warriors and stealing their treasures, she did
quite well. When I was about age twelve, my
mother and I were captured by a small band of
demon hunters. She died three years later,
still in captivity. I was then on my own. I
escaped a year later,and for ten tears I
managed to evade captivity, taking odd jobs
whenever I could to feed myself. At about age
twenty one I started to notice that I had a
few strange abilities, such as my ability to
see at night with crystal clarity, and that
my sense of smell had become so intense that
I could smell the blood of another, even as
it flowed through their veins. At about age
twenty five, I discovered one morning that a
pair of great wings had grown onto my back
almost overnight. then about a year later,
the demon hunters finaly tracked me down and
for ten years I have been held captive.
Until now.