Name: Remiel Jihad
Nicknames or Alias: " The Flame of War"
Age: Remiel stands at age 510
Age Appearence: 24
Gender: Male
Human Appearance:
The only clue as to Remiel's supernatural nature is his unnatural red eyes, which is the only part of his form he can never get down. Thank god for colored contacts, which makes his eyes seem like a light blue. He has taken to the black leather gothic style of the newer age, adopting a black leather jacket as part of his normal wear. His basic appearance appears to be smooth, and surprisingly devoid of scars or other such marks.
True Appearance: Almost the same as his true appearance, except thi his skin turns bright red, as if it were on fire. His hair turns into a flaming blue flame, and his eyes and mouth seem too have bright lights within them. The clothes he wears glow as well, hifting into an armor made entirely of chains, burning blue to contrast the now red body. Remiel calls this 'Donning the Flanes of War"
Personality: Remiel's mood shifts constantly, and they usually range from "I'm going to kill you" to "Drinks on me". All the time, he feels kind of bored when there is nothing to do: He would rather be out in the field, doing missions and the like. This gives him a seemingly non chalant attitude to other people. Not many people understand he's simply bored and wants to have a little fun now and then. But, seeing as his idea of fun is going off to a war for weeks on end, he normally doesn't get that luxary.
He generally isn't one to over-think a situation. The good ol 'Stab First, don't bother to ask question's later' ha always worked for him so far. At least then he doesn't have bother to listen to cries and screams: he hates that kind of thing. He generally hates liars, generally giving these people the hardest times possible. (Read: Making people hate them so bad that they generally are driven out of town or bullied on")
Anything is fair game for Remiel. One of his mottos is "All is fair with War." He'll lie (only rarely though), cheat, steal, poision, blackmail, sleep with someone else' wife, gamble, drown people, assassinate, and make rude gestures if it means a certain victory... and he'll even do these thing with a smile on his face. He has no concern for what people think of him for this. After all, you do what you gotta do.
Family Life: Since becoming a spirit, Remiel has found a wife in the form of the succubus Lillith,
Afflication in the world of the living: Remiel is the new sherrif in town.... literally. Remiel decided that the best way to watch over the little ones was to pick something that had the gretest freedom of movement. That, and he could visibly carry a weapon... bonus. He's popular with the people too. How can he not, when he catches criminals like it isn't a problem at all?
Likes and Dislikes:
Remiel enjoys the thirll of adrenline in his veins, and has taken a liking to extreme sports, such as extreme martial arts or jumping from building to building. Basically, if something has 'extreme' in the title, he's a fan of it. Obviously, he enjoy his tite of war, reveling int eh chaos he can bring with it. He enjoy spicy food, and loves his wife, Lillith.
He dislike cowards... always acting so cowardly and running away from their problems. Boy, oh boy, he hates lairs (except when he himself lie. Double standard and the such) He also hates sweet foods.
Power:
Remiel's abilities truly cover the the two aspects of war: Will and Weapons.
His first ability is to subtly alter the emotions of those around him. He can influence people to become royaly pissed off, or bostler his allies morale by spreading a wave of confidence. He's made people so mad they they are driven to kill, or so repentant that they turn themselves in for even the smallest crimes. This is his least used ability: it's no fair to fight a war when you can manipulate anything at win.
His second ability is weapon projection. In his human form, he can project images of swords onto real life, which he can then weild in combat. Alteratively, he can project a few swords to move in the air around him, although thee swords jut to be an outline and don't have much detail around them. They can move in the air and defend attacks for him. He has a radius of roughly twelve feet that he can control the motion of these blades. This is alos an ability he doen't use that much: he prefers to grab his swords and fight, like a true warrior would. In his normal form he can manage two swords at once. In his unhman one, this number jumps to six.
Bio: Over five hundred years ago, Remiel was a warrior king in a time of war. His exploits were almost legendary, he led his forces against the enemy with such overwhelming tactic and numbers, that he always had minimal losses. The key to this was the grand morale of his troops, and that Remiel himself appeared on the front line. If the king didn't fight, how could he gain the respect of his men?. He damn near succeeded in his quet to take over the world, but died by the hands of poison. A foolish usurper to the throne then took the throne. His nation fell shortly afterwards: the results of the loss of their leader and the new, ineffective one.
After he died, he roamed the land as a warrior spirit for a long time, simply gazing out at the lands he had once conquered. He often roamed the fields of past battles, wondering what had exactly gone wrong. Why was he betrayed? Why did someone want him dead, even though he had been loved by all of hi subjects? Even though he had conquered all the land around them, he had given the locals the right to govern, and only took a small portion of taxes and soliders, so that couldn't have been it. Was it simply jealously? Were his trusted ones lying to him the whole time, and wanted the throne for themselves?
It was around the time his anger and sadness were reaching hi zenith when the black robed figure had appeared for him. He had made an offer Remiel simply couldn't refuse: the ability to interact with the world again. Upon Remiel's acceptance, he was taken to the world Death resided in. He lived there since then, eventually meeting and marrying the Succubus, Lillith. Since then, Remiel has made appearances in the real world in different forms, delighting in the changes of combat and technology. When he gets the go ahead, he takes part in war between the humans, always winning the side that either the Reaper or him wants to win.