General Information
Name:Alexander Helevorn
Gender:Male
Age:Unknown
Race:Unknown
Weapons:Long Wooden Staff with a Blue Jewel
Magic:Dark Magic and Aikanaronian Magic
Other Abilities:Can deflect magic
Physical Description
Height:Approx.5,7
Weight:Unknown
Eye Colour:Black.
Hair colour:Silver/White
Hair Style:Short. He wears a gold circlet to hold it out of his eyes.
Skin color:Light Tan
Other features:He has pointed ears, much like an Elf, though he appears to have no Elven origins.
Pearsonality:Alexander is ruthless and powerful. Although he appears harmless and has the look of a young innocent man, he is completely evil. He has gathered an army to him an attacks towns, villages and cities at random. He feels that physical combat is patetic and refuses to use weapons of any kind believing them to be below him. His staff is never used in combat, only for spell-casting purposes.
History
Parents:Unknown
Siblings:Unknown
Hometown:Unknown
History: Alexander was born over one thousand years ago in the small farming village of Braxton. The people of the village feared him because of his eyes, which were solid black in colour. Alexander grew up, shunned by everyone except his mother, however he had powers that were not understood even by her, and when he was seven years old, Alexander, angry from a confrontation with several of the boys of the village, accidentally burned down his house, killing his mother in the process. After this, the villagers exiled him from the town, throwing him out into the cold. Alexander cried to be let back in for three days, however then he disappeared, though the villagers did not know where.
Two years later, the village of Braxton was back to its normal peaceful state, however people still avoided the place where Alexander�s house had stood. IT was here that Alexander returned, materialising from nowhere on the blackened land that had once been his robes. The people were afraid when they caught sight of him, as the change in him was obvious. He wore robes of black and white, and carried an ornate staff, with a shaped head inset with a large, off-blue jewel. The look on his face sent shivers through every person who had gathered to look at him, it held anger and bitterness, and it turned to a smile as he began to throw spells in every direction.
Th village fell within the first few hours, the villagers lying on the ground dead, some bleeding, some burning. The buildings were reduced to burning rubble, and in the centre of the village stood Alexander, laughing at the destruction that surrounded him. When the fire had died and people from the nearby village had come to investigate, Alexander was nowhere to be found.
Two years later, a group of Orc, Drow and Goblins attacked the human city of Morchiant, killing its unprepared inhabitants and burning their bodies outside the city walls. To the surprise of everyone, they did not destroy the city, instead taking it over, bringing the city and the surrounding land into a darkened state of evil, leaving the city protected by the high walls, and the fear that kept people away.
The peoples of the cities close to Morchiant held a great meeting to discuss the army that had overtaken the city and the lands surrounding it. Halfway through the meeting, Alexander walked in, bringing with him two Drow. He told the city leaders that his army, the Army of Morchiant, were now in control of the city and the lands surrounding it, and threatened them that anyone who tried to oppose them would be killed. Although his appearance scared the city leaders, his black eyes emanating hatred towards them all, they still were not convinced as he still possessed the look of a child, looking to be around the age of thirteen. They changed their minds however, when the first guard to lay their hands on him flew three feet across the room, landing upon the floor, clearly dead. From then on, the city of Morchiant has stood unopposed, though it has remained quiet, with only the occasional Drow or Orc leaving through the great gates in the stone walls.
The only city to ever ally itself with Morchiant was Xuiyrel, under the rule of the Drow Atienoa. Alexander has been seen several times at the entrance to Xuiyrel, however it is not known for what purpose he has visited there. It is however common knowledge that Morchiant buys many slaves from Xuiyrel, usually human or elves, though their purpose is not known and, due to the fact that they are bought in such multitude, it is not likely that they last long after entering the darkened city.