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Appearance: Legion strikes a distinguished figure; smartly dressed in a single-breasted Armani suit, filling out the lines of the cut expertly. The ex-demon takes a great deal of pride in this human disguise, considering how much time was spent tailoring the appearance of the body. After all, fingernails and toes are tricky things to master in the art of Illusion Magic.

The only thing that impervious to cloaking seem to be Legion's eyes. They will always remain demonic; burning fiercely with a garnet light. To avoid startling people while in public, Legion has taken to wearing pitch-black Oakley shades at all hours.

All of this makes the former General look like an extra from Men in Black, as Liesha Kennicot so fondly observes. Whether or not this is true (it isn't), this gentlemanly human form helps Legion not look out of place at the Broadway shows and high-class restaurants he so enjoys.

Personality: Legion is inescapably polite and well-spoken, charming and friendly to a fault. Though his grasp of English is remarkable, he still stumbles through the odd idiom or reference to pop culture.

The ex-demon's sense of humor is quite broad, and he considers himself sensitive to life's subtle ironies -- the greatest of which, he feels, is within himself. While a collected and mature individual on the outside, he is often childlike and innocent when it comes to the Earthly realm, and the reasoning of humans.

Abilities: He's given to 'saving the day' as the humans call it, simply doing what he feels is 'right.' Legion deals primarily in elemental manipulation (fire being his usual weapon of choice) but over the years, friendships with various mages and casters of different caliber have left him with bits of more .. involved magic added to his arsenal.

Before the Event, Legion thrived in chaos and bloodshed. These days, he would rather talk it out with the high-strung slayers bounding over to vanquish him. Dutifully, he explains that he is merely a demon by race and not by career. If that doesn't work, then sparks might fly.

History

"The Disciples went across the lake to the region of the Gerasenes. When Jesus got out of the boat, a man with an evil spirit came from the tombs to meet him. ..

.. When he saw Jesus from a distance, he ran and fell on his knees in front of him.

"What do you want with me, Jesus, Son of the Most High God? Swear to God that you won't torture me!" He shouted at the top of his voice, for Jesus had said to him, "Come out of this man, you evil spirit!"

Then Jesus asked him, "What is your name?"

"My name is Legion," he replied, "for we are many."

And he begged Jesus again and again not to send them out of the area.

A large herd of pigs was feeding on the nearby hillside. The demons begged Jesus, "Send us among the pigs; allow us to go into them." He gave them permission, and the evil spirits came out and went into the pigs. The herd, about two thousand in number, rushed down the steep bank into the lake and were drowned.

Those tending the pigs ran off and reported this in the town and countryside, and the people went out to see what had happened. When they came to Jesus, they saw the man who had been possessed by the legion of demons, sitting there, dressed and in his right mind; and they were afraid.

Those who had seen it told the people what had happened to the demon-possessed man—and told about the pigs as well. Then the people began to plead with Jesus to leave their region." (Mark 5: 1-17)

After his troops were flung into a herd of pigs, Legion knew he would be expecting a rather nasty employee evaluation the next month. More than that, the encounter with the Son of God shattered his worldview, leaving him quite alone and in need of a priority change. The ex-demon found himself painfully contemplating the words 'violent grace.'

Now that he had been 'dressed' and put in his 'right mind', Legion began to forge his own path. He had been thrust out of the norm and past the reasoning of any normal demon. Humans were no longer just objects to be tormented, they were objects to be envied. His attempts to 'do good' after the Event were timid. Could a demon achieve salvation?

Of course not.

Still, Legion was determined to make the best of what had happened to him. In the end, he feels he is better of for it. His prestige was traded for perspective -- and strolling around the human cities enjoying their foot and their entertainment, Legion realizes that it is here -- not in the Lower Berth -- where clarity is truly clear.

Legion struck up a friendship with Liesha Kennicot in her Victim Assistance years -- and with that friendship came a few consultation jobs. Though he could not become an SCD agent by reasons of birth (not that he'd ever become one) he has remained Liesha's close confidant over the years, watching curiously and with no small confusion as she proceeded to fall in 'love' with him.

He will do what he can, and when the FInal Trumpet sounds -- Legion has a feeling that his story will draw to a close.

Legion Gerasene's Story