Azadar
Spiritgazer

Background

A Love Betrayed, A Curse SealedBefore Azadar became the terror of the Sirensong Sea, he found himself ensnared by a promise, a promise that was never meant to be honored. In the realm of the Drowned city, there existed a witch known as Isolde. She wielded magic so potent that it could calm the raging seas and command the restless dead. Drawn to Azadar's rebellious nature, his insatiable thirst for freedom, and his untamed passion, she fell deeply in love with him.Recognizing an opportunity to seize power beyond imagination, Azadar pretended to reciprocate her affections. In a cunning display of deceit, he feigned love for her while secretly plotting his escape from her clutches. When Isolde proposed a pact offering him not only his liberty but also an indestructible ship, winds that would always favor him, and a destiny free from constraints in exchange for his heart, Azadar saw it as a means to break free from his chains.The night he supposedly surrendered to love and gained his supposed freedom, he craftily deceived Isolde by pretending to embrace her fully before ruthlessly ending her life by slitting her throat and leaving her at the mercy of the unforgiving waves. However, witches possess a resilience that transcends death itself.With her dying breath, Isolde cursed Azadar, binding him not just to the weight of every soul he would claim but also summoning him to infernal planes due to his demonic nature. Despite all his efforts to sever ties with her through deception and betrayal, Isolde's curse ensured that no matter how far he journeyed or how many foes he vanquished on the high seas, the specters of those he had wronged would forever haunt him. And amidst this torment lurked the knowledge that Isolde still lingered somewhere in existence; observing him with unyielding patience and unwavering vengeance.The Curse of AzadarAzadar carries a burden so crushing that it distorts reality itself, a weight imposed by a witch's curse that plagues his very soul. The phantoms of those he has dispatched, whether through the cold bite of his blade, the thunderous roar of his gun, or the sting of betrayal, haunt him relentlessly. These specters do not wail in agony or plead for mercy; instead, they fix him with unwavering gazes that seem to penetrate his core.What began as faint whispers on the breeze has swelled into a legion aboard The Crimson Wraith. Ghostly figures now stand sentinel-like on the ship's deck and drift like ethereal mist through his cabin. They linger in shadowy alcoves of every tavern he enters, an ever-present reminder of his grim history.These silent and enigmatic spirits linger without respite, leaving Azadar to ponder if they seek vengeance for their premature ends or are mere reflections of his own sins. Amidst this spectral assembly, one truth remains constant: no matter how many lives he claims in his somber trade, the unending procession of the deceased will continue its haunting march by his side.The Feared Captain & His EnemiesAzadar Spiritgazer's reputation echoes through the vast oceans in whispers. The Crimson Wraith, his infamous ship, is a tale intertwined with his own—a vessel rumored to glide across the waters with eerie swiftness, materializing and vanishing like a phantom. Among sailors, there are murmurs of a curse veiling it, fueled by the tormented souls of the departed propelling its course; crossing paths with it is believed to court death itself.However, fear sows seeds of enmity. Azadar has garnered a host of adversaries.The Maelstrom of Limsa Lominsa: has branded him a criminal, escalating the bounty on his head for every raided ship. Several valiant captains from their ranks have attempted to claim his life but none have prevailed.The Red Wakes:, a merciless faction of pirate-hunters, have sworn an oath to pursue him relentlessly after he seized their most formidable warship and consigned it to the ocean depths.The Brass Blades: thirst for retribution following a massacre at a coastal stronghold, attributing blame to him for the carnage. Whether he orchestrated the bloodshed or capitalized on the turmoil matters little, his name is etched onto their ledger.Isolde: In shadows lurks Isolde, known as the Drowned Witch. She embodies the tempest that brews when Azadar ventures too far from secure shores; her whispers linger in his solitude, an ominous reminder that she has unfinished business with him.

Info

Sexuality: Bi
Gender: Male
Age: 30
Race: Demon Hybrid
Relationship: Single
Alignment: Evil
Occupation: Pirate Captain
Weapon of choice: Gun, BladesPersonality:
exudes a magnetic charisma that blends charm with danger, drawing others to him like moths to a flame. His mere presence demands attention, his words casting a mesmerizing spell that subtly manipulates situations in his favor. Beneath his facade of roguish charm lies the essence of a lone wolf, fiercely independent and wary of forming deep connections due to the haunting shadows of his past. Azadar isn't just ruthless and clever; he is a strategic genius, effortlessly navigating the complexities of both battlefields and corporate arenas with a meticulous precision that elevates him above the rest. While most shy away from chaos, he thrives in it, finding comfort in high-stakes endeavors and the vast unknown of the open sea. Yet, there's an undeniable weariness etched into his features, a silent testament to past sorrows and regrets that cling to him like ghosts in the darkness. Beyond his tough exterior lies a dry humor that emerges even in his bleakest moments, suggesting a yearning for redemption buried beneath layers of bravado and audacious exploits.

Traits:
Possesses a roguish charisma that shines through his devil-may-care smile, yet his gaze holds a sharp edge that cuts through pretense like a dagger. A master of strategy, every move he makes is calculated with precision, never one to act impulsively without a hidden agenda driving him forward. The burden of his curse weighs heavily on his shoulders, casting a shadow over his every decision and action, making him both merciless in pursuit of his goals and emotionally distant from those around him.His loyalty is a rare treasure, hard-earned by only the most steadfast companions who prove their worth time and time again; for them, he becomes an unyielding shield against any threat that dares to come their way. Restlessness courses through his veins like the relentless tides, pulling him back to the sea no matter how far he strays inland, an eternal wanderer in search of something elusive even to himself.Despite his cynical outlook on life and fate, a flicker of hope still lingers deep within him, driving him to seek out answers beyond the grasp of destiny's cruel hands. An unsettling aura surrounds him at all times—be it the haunting glint of his golden eye that seems to pierce through one's very soul or the spectral whispers that trail behind him like ethereal shadows. Azadar remains an enigmatic figure whose presence leaves an indelible mark on all who cross his path.Additional Traits:- Enigmatic Mystic - Possesses an uncanny ability to foresee events before they unfold.- Shadow-Walker - Moves with silent grace, blending seamlessly into darkness like a wraith.- Silver-Tongued Deceiver - Words are woven with silver threads of deception, masking true intentions with honeyed lies.- Relentless Pursuer - Once set on a course, nothing can deter him from achieving his objectives.- Wounded Soul - Beneath the hardened exterior lies scars of past traumas that fuel his relentless drive for redemption.

Appearance

Hair: Long black, layered, adorned with various trinkets.Eyes: Right Gold, Left pitch blackHeight: 7'5Scent Profile:A deep, salt-tinged musk, carrying the briny sharpness of the open sea. Notes of smoked oud and charred cedar, reminiscent of burning ships and old gunpowder, linger beneath the surface. Faint traces of spiced rum and black clove cling to his skin, mixing with the ghostly whisper of myrrh and aged leather. A reminder of the curse that follows him. At times, there is an unsettling hint of cold iron and blood, like a wound that refuses to fade, a presence that never truly leaves.Voice Claim:
Fenris
deep, timbre that carries the weight of the sea and the shadows of his past. It has a smooth, almost velvety quality, laced with a hint of mischief and danger. His words flow like the tides, captivating and rhythmic, drawing listeners in with a siren's allure. When he speaks, there's an underlying gravel, a roughness that hints at the battles he has fought and the ghosts that haunt him.

Azadar Spiritgazer commands the scene with an air of authority, a striking combination of danger and allure. His onyx tresses cascade in the ocean breeze, framing a face etched with a rugged scar that casts one eye in shadowy mystery. In contrast, the other eye shimmers with a mysterious golden gleam, suggesting hidden depths. Horns curve from his temples, one slightly nicked at the tip, adding to his fierce presence. Dressed in robust leathers adorned with gleaming metal accents, he exudes a blend of power and elegance. His attire is both practical and stylish, often accented by a billowing coat that swirls dramatically in the wind. Elaborate tattoos depicting swirling currents and cryptic symbols decorate his arms, whispering tales of his tumultuous past. With each confident step and a grin that teeters between mischief and danger, Azadar embodies the essence of a legendary pirate captain - captivating and formidable in equal measure.