Character's Name: Xanriel the Poisoned
Element: Life
Brief Description: Xanriel is a 6'11" Fallen Angel, he is thin for his height at 173 lbs. He is deathly thin, as though weakened by years of sickness. His platinum blond hair frames his face, hanging over his left eye. From behind the curtain of platinum, a milky blue stares blankly ahead, while his right eye gleams, a bright emerald in a white ocean. Ruddy tanned skin covers every inch of his toned body. Defined muscles, lacking in strength but clearly detailed, display the figure he must once have had. When his hair is parted, you can see a long, thin scar bisecting his well groomed eyebrow and his eye, blinding him in one eye. Beneath his large black cloak, soiled white wings, with a fifteen foot span lay bound, hidden from the world.
Story: Amongst the Seraphim, the judges of the heavens, there is a tale told in hushed whispers, when the gods let their angels rest. Xanriel was the singer of the high courts. His voice and his touch could cure the blind, or plague the unholy. Upon laying the final touches on his greatest achievement, the death of elven race, Xanriel returned to the heavens. One elf, a druid, survived the carnage and vowed vengeance upon the angel who killed his people. Using the forces of nature, and his new found connection to the entropy created that day, the druid brought his people back from the dead as terrible abominations, only a handful raised in their former glory. When next Xanriel returned to the material realm, the druid and his army of mutants descended on him, a terrible battle of flesh and carnage. Xanriel held his own, but their numbers were to great, and in the end, Xanriel stood against the fallen druid, corpses of elves and abominations at his feet. Calling upon the energies of entropy, the Druid cast a terrible spell upon Xanriel, stealing from him his immortality. Looking down upon the pathetic creature, the Druid left him to his fate, and since he had lost what made him one of them, so did the other angels and the gods.
It has been a few short years since his battle with the fallen elves, and Xanriel has fallen into a simple life as an apothecary. Though he retains some of his powers, Xanriel is trying to live a simple life. To this day whispers as to what he hides beneath his cloak, and how he attained his deathly pallor fly abound, and rumors of the past of Xanriel the Poisoned still fall upon the ears of children, teaching them to watch what they reap.
Skills (up to 5):
1) Healing Hymn: Still touched by the heavens, Xanriel's voice has retained it's healing powers. A simply Hymn from his lips has the ability to cure nearly any disease, purify the blood, or close near deadly wounds.
2) Touch of Life: By channeling the divinity in his blood, Xanriel can concentrate his energies and pass them to another, bringing them back from death. The ability is so draining, that if Xanriel were to try to use it more than once a month, it would result in his own death.
3) Touch of Death: Much as his touch has the ability to heal, so does it to harm. His understanding of death has only increased with his ability to heal and his own mortality. Necrosis is part of all living creatures, and calling that up, Xanriel's touch has the ability to infect others, poisoning them or bringing to them the most crippling of diseases. All but death is beyond his grasp.
4) Empasynthesis: Absorbing the energy of the world around him, Xanriel's mortality has not taken his ability to survive solely on the light of life given off by all creatures. So long as Xanriel can spend an hour a day dealing with others, he has no need to eat or drink.
5) Growth Factor: Xanriel's innate connection to life and nature has given him the power to bring renewed life and vigor to all living things. Once per day, by concentration his life force, Xanriel can increase his own life force and power, bringing himself close to his former glory. His sickly pallor is removed as his body returns to it's previous appearance, a powerful, masculine form, unbelievably handsome and muscular. His resilience to to damage is increased, making him nearly invulnerable to all physical attacks, as well as increasing his own attack force, giving him the strength of twenty men, and allowing him to summon the fabled Druidic Staff.