Ludoshiel

Ludoshiel Radheya

A blood angel torn between his desire to be righteous and his boiling blood. His once blood crimson wings have been lightened to a blissful orange, his hair and eyes matching. This change was incurred through the waking of his Astra. A power bestowed upon him by the old god Shiva. This power gives him the ability to summon great heat and roaring fires.
At least that is the belief that he holds. Reality is much more complicated. Ludoshiel is a weapon, a warrior. Sent to Paradise by long dead gods in order to assist in the defeat of the demon lord. His father is Surya, an ancient deity of the sun, his mother a long dead queen. Or they were. Long ago in the time before cataclysm he was born to a land of humans and elves. He became a great hero of the people. But his glory was not long lived. After a time a brother of his grew resentful of his strength and challenged him. During the fight Ludoshiel was struck down by a strike to the back.
At his death Ludoshiel was brought to the land of Brahma, a great god of creation, here he helped to protect humanity. Even after the death of the pantheon. He tried to protect the gods but the might of the demon lord was great and terrible. He was killed once more by a force much greater than any of those he served.
His birthday is the 19th of Artorius
This was not his end however. Through the might of mortal consciousness he was revived in the imaginary plane with his kin and gods. There he watched over the mortals. Never able to interfere, he witnessed the fall of tiamat, the many deeds of the great hero, the end of the demon - devil war. And he sat there. Tearing at the walls between reality when the cataclysm came. He witnessed the slaughter. As the demon lord and her minions burned over adamant he tried his hardest to help but could do nothing.
In the end he just watched.
Until now. The demon lord rises, the bright lord forgets and mortals devour in their walls as civilisation ignores it all. The boundaries between realms is weakening. The negative is bleeding through, the emotions are warping people and the imaginary is becoming real. He has been sent by his patron to protect them all. As cataclysm rises again the mortals cannot stand still. The words he was born with:
"The hero is here. Meet. Together the cataclysm will fall. And in the end the gods will answer your call."
He is lost now. His name gone, now Ludoshiel must fufill his promise. But one day Vasusena will rise. Soon Anga-Raja will burn the corruption away. Karna is coming.

Mental characteristics

Personal history

Born into a family of war-faring blood angels from the frozen fields he was forced to follow their customs no matter how hard he protested. At the age of 15 he was required to join a raid upon a mortal town. He was told that in order to be recognised as a true blood angel he must slay at least 100 people during his first raid. He was sent out to raid the town of Shimoseki with his brother Sacriel. Sacriel was far better the Ludoshiel at practically everything. Ludoshiel's father, Rushiel, would regularly beat Ludoshiel due to his lack of ability compared to his brother. This consistent torment lead to a fracture in Ludoshiels mind. A voice formed within him. It would speak to him, in dreams, as a ghoul, an animal, or even as a figure with blue skin resting atop a lily. Ludoshiel believed this to be a visage, a creation of his broken mind. What he did not understand was that this was real. His patron could not stand his torment so when he could Brahma would appear to help him.
During the battle, a battle that should have been easy for their kind, a human mage, Endarion, managed to catch Ludoshiel off guard with a blizzard. Sacriel momentarily turned to help, but the mage, keen to kill a blood angel, cast a single spell straight at Sacriel. Ludoshiel knowing it was his fault, as his brother fell, felt his consciousness fade. When he awok, the fields were silent, and he lay atop thousands of burning bodies. The fire barely warm against his skin. His rose in this hell and began his trek down the mountain. He wandered for what seemed like an eternity before he came to an injured griffon. He fought off its assailants and befriended the beast. Travelling with it until its untimely death.

Current Location

Tree's Reach

Species

Blood Angels

Year of Birth

56 AMK 198 Years old

Circumstances of Birth

Great orange lightning cracked in the skies above the frozen fields. Animals of myth and legend began appearing all over paradise.

Eyes

Orange

Hair

Orange

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Pale White

Height

6'2"

Weight

105kg