Role

Chapter 1

The spark of Titivilus was full born into the young child of talshidar.
From early child hood the memories of the life he once was burned in him.
Monsavis he was named, as the child grew so did his seemingly endless
appetite for blood. As young Monsavis grew into adolescence the caverns
became less and less hospitable for him. Already he had made many enemies
amongst his kind. A lesson learned early amongst his kind, he knows now
not to repeat that mistake. Never show his enemy the true measure of
his infernal fortitude. He took away from himself a measure of what he once
was. Modeled his outer self after those he had long ago learned to despise.
A ruffian, a sour mouthed foul tempered venemous little bastard that would
sell his mother for a profit. Better they think him greedy, uncouth,
oppertunistic.. than even begin to suspect his true nature and his true
purpose. Titivilus had waited more an era to be born, Sword of Baal will
not fail again. It could wait.. the ages had no meaning for the damned.