The Eldritch Moron

Zobert Baal

The Clownesque Origin

An elf, on a shelf, who idly watched the chaos unfold. Zobert Baal was a known trickster and harbinger of tomfoolery with a lazy attitude to life. His origin started within the renowned House of Shadows. Lead by it's faithful Matriarch Nesta Kerlaben, they would hold and harbour various eldritch artefacts and spells granted by various Abyssal Lords to fend off the Sylvhar advances with. Though their missions into the various old temples and tombs were carefull, calculated operations meant to still keep most of these mainly malign entities still entombed underneath the soil.
One faithful day though, Zobert just so happened to pull down the wrong switch, unleashing an eldritch horror which pierced Nesta through with one of it's vicious tendrils. Killing the woman nearly instantly. By then accusing one of the various spelunkers for treason, the man managed to use his charms to get the band on his side and promptly had the poor scapegoat executed before returning to the Household.
As Nesta's heir, Lady Cathy Kerlaben was still alive and the rightful heir to the house. Though as the most powerfull individual of the house and the hoarder of it's artefacts, Zobert found himself to technically be the better choice to lead. Thankfully, casting a little dementalism spell on Cathy's mind to turn her paranoid of leading lest she'd end up dead as her mother, made his claim to power easy as cake.

I assure you, this is all part of my plan

Once he had made his claim to power, Zobert wanted the entire Imperium for himself. There was never even any reason for it, the man simply hungered for power. Which is why he sought out all those tombs that Nesta had made sure not to unleash the horrors from. His goal however, was to unleash them all and just let the chaos unfold. Though slowly, one by one so that the mortal races had a fighting chance.
The problem was just, that these entities had the exact same thing on mind as the man himself. Thus rapidly freeing their fellow brothers and sisters from their prisons to engulf the world in a vicious storm of demons, tentacle monsters and other various horrors and creatures, as if the old vampires and beastkin were not enough.
To solve this little issue, Zobert joined forces with Draghânir to fix his little to eradicate the threats one by one. Which he gladly did with his two blades known as the Souldrinkers who... drank their souls. Thus empowering the man as he slowly mutated into a freak of a Dyskhari.
As he slowly gained more and more powers, the Abyssal Lords suddenly realized that, as this madman was able to permanently destroy them by infusing their soul essence into his own, it was better to just leave him alone and let the far braver mortals handle it. Drâghanir also shared this sentiment and left for the northern lands of Scarnza to dig up some weapons that hopefully could kill him without ever exposing himself to danger.

Downfall

Shit eventually hit the fan and went southwards for the Abyssal Lords and their Dyskhari allies. In a desperate attempt to flee and turn his little realm into an inpenetrable bastion, Zobert corrupted his forest, known as the The Shadowglen into a massive putrid waste of decaying trees, tentacles sprouting from the ground and other madness. While his own city took to the sky and was thereafter inverted upsidedown so he could always see his enemies by just looking up.
Even then, nothing could prepare him for the alliance to come. Faced with both Cenwyn Wurmholz, Sarak, Arathon Caras, Ophelia Duskblade and a random Barrkadi mage with a glorious beard, Zobert was vanquished. Thus releasing all the souls he'd taken into the abyss, while his own significantly tainted soul was drank by his own blades.
Linger in the hands of the Monarch of Dusk though. The lifeforce of Zobert still remains to this day, just waiting for whenever he can break his shackles of death and once more spread ruin and chaos across the lands.

Current Status

On a quest to bring as much chaos as he can from beyond the grave

Species

Dyskhar

Ethnicity

Weisestanz

Age

Dead

Eyes

Sickly purple, serpentine.

Hair

Bald

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Eldritch shade of purple with mutated blotches.

Height

2m

Weight

80kg

Aligned Organization

Dyskhari Imperium

Founded Settlements

• Reversed Theory