In his humanoid form, Hillock is cold, dark and handsome.
He was once an ancient druid of old who left his circle many centuries ago in order to protect something more than himself, to protect the realms from a far greater evil.
During this, his circle was attacked and killed, when he returned, there stood three foul beings. The Crones.
Wicked witches of a coven more powerful than himself, Hillock was killed and burned at the stake by the vile whores. His spirit free for only a moment as the witches snuffed out his soul and imprisoned him within a young Willow tree.
Over time Hillock's spirit grew vengeful, his natural energy turned foul with disdain. The tree grew disfigured, its leave no longer bloomed with pink or purple, but only with blood red. The animals turned savage and fearsome in nature, becoming more feral over the years.
His soul calls out in the echo-filled abyss of nothingness that is the void but none hear him, only he hears it. Hears their voices, hears their calls and feeds them the power they need in hopes they will feel him and return the favour. Many did... Many did not.
Hillock blessed the weapons and armour of those who struck with his nature. Fueled those who would slay those who betrayed them.
- Gender
- Male
- Eyes
- Void Purple
- Hair
- Jet Black
- Skin Tone/Pigmentation
- Pale white
- Height
- 6'5
- Weight
- unknown
Appearance
Physical Description
Very tone and fit, with a slightly small frame
Body Features
Has his body mainly covered in posh clothing. He has adopted his style from one of his more favourable subjects.
Facial Features
Has a slight disfigurement on the right side of his face, as if his skin had been twisted, has a hint of red in his void like eyes
Identifying Characteristics
The shadowy smoke that emits from his breath and aura that speaks hatred and vengeance
Apparel & Accessories
Long dark ebony jacket with golden buttons along it. Pitch black dress shirt, long sleeved, pair of black gloves, fingers; wears very well fitted dress pants, freshly pressed almost, polished leather black shoes and wields a cane
Special abilities
Astral Projection
Teleportation
Dominate Person/Beast/Monster
Charm Person/Beast/Monster
Mentality
Personal history
Overtime Hillock has honed his hatred heart displaying an almost cold demeanor. Smiling out of either pure humour or cold death.
He now only expresses joy when he is visited by his lovely children of vengeance.
Personality
Motivation
Freedom to roam Velen once more and slay the Crone.
Quotes & Catchphrases
Death is like the wind... Cold
In carnage I bloom, like a flower in the dawn
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