Italen, The Necromatic God

The Necromatic God Italen Livdi (a.k.a. God of Death, Necromatic God, Death God)

There are whisperings of the man in black, and the white of his eyes. He holds a book of death, the recordings of life that invades your very soul and tells all of the secrets that you held in tow.

A being loathed in all of his duties. When he comes, he comes in the night, when he whispers your name you fall to your knees and grant him your life.

He is the antithesis of life and all succumb too him and his duties.

From the Keepers Journals: 3: Death The poor boy of circumstance who founded his way through the world by convening with the dead. A sorcrerer unlike any other I have met, and one who is so bent on discovering himself that he wallows in it even whilst performing his duties. Tedious and loyal, a man who is dedicated to his protection of the world unlike any other I have seen to date. What is it about him that drives him. What is it about him that allows him to push himself forward to the brink of never ending torment just to cleanse our world.

I've asked him and it seems even he does not know. A shame in a shame. The one who controls the stream of life and can see the endless and bountiful harvest of our world is only ashamed of his lack of knowledge of what drives him. It hurts me when he visits. For his visions and actions are monstrous, although necessary for the continuation of our realm..

I hate myself for driving him to do what he must, but if he will not then Terras Mana has no savior, nothing to keep it from becoming a world of grim monsters, and empty tales of strife.

I push him, as his body pushes him, though he knows not why but what I give him I know is a means and a tool to drive the boy into what he needs, what he wants, what he wills.

A tool to save the world, for I too can see the dark corners, and I too know the illness that is beginning to infect the world in which we live.

Divine Domains

Death

Divine Symbols & Sigils

Black lightning raining down stretcching over a white sky.

Divine Goals & Aspirations

To cleanse the life stream of the corruption that's infesting the world.

Physical Description

Body Features

Pale skin, the kind that looks like undisturbed snow under the guise of a full moon. A clean slate, unblemished, pure as pure can be.

Facial Features

His face is rounded with a few sharp features mixed in, namely his ears and the corners of his eyes.

Identifying Characteristics

Black lightning marks that rain from the frontline of his forehead down to his cheekbone. It is the place where he touched the LifeStream.

Special abilities

He can bring the dead back to life and control literal armies of the undead. He has the ability to guide the energy within life upon death into whatever he wants.

Apparel & Accessories

A long flowing black robe with runes upon runes on it. Different glyphs float along the coat dimmed as if just beneath the nylon surface.

Specialized Equipment

A book of his writings.

Mental characteristics

Accomplishments & Achievements

Survived killing himself in an experiment to witness the Lifestream for himself. Learned to use the Unseen force of the life stream to travel across the world.

Divine Classification

God/Diety

Ethnicity

Half Borne

Gender

Male

Eyes

There is a crisp bite, when looking into his eyes,they ar white and cold as the freezing chaos of a blizzard. His eyes are dirty white, almost grey until the light hit them and revealed the purest iris' corrupted by nothing except the small black pupils.

Hair

His hair dropped to his shoulders, whispering against them in the wind, long and strait and barely moving a sheen that reflected the surface of his eyes.

Height

5'8"