Bael'phegora

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Basic Information

Name: Bael'phegora K'baz Van Zin'thax (Angel of the bottomless pit)
Aliases: Sabel. Bael
Gender: Female
Race: Erinyes/Erin'Yathae (Known IG as a human)
Age: Unknown
Known Profession: Unknown
Languages: Common, Infernal, Abyssal, Elven, Draconic. Vera Nomine.
True name: Unknown

Physical Information

Height: 6.2Feet

Body build: Her body is slender but muscular. (She however tend to shapeshift into diffrent forms depending on the situation)

Skin type: Flawless bright skin

Hair style: Purple/Black hair bended backwards, with each side put behind her ear.

Scars: On the few ocations she reveals the upper parts of her arm a large scar can be seen going from her elbow up to her shoulder on her left side arm.

Tattoos: Tattoes on each wrist of hers. Each eminating a faint arcane aura, the tattoes seems to resemble a seal of some kind.

Eyes: Clear purple. (At times of great anger or if she transforms from human form to her true form of the bateezu the eyes would glow bright purple)


Alignment: Lawful Evil/Neutral Evil

Philosophy quotes of Bael:

-Perhaps you were expecting some surprise, for me to reveal a secret that had eluded you, something that would change your perspective of events, shatter you to your core. There is no great revelation, no great secret. There is only you.

-And the "great" mortals of the world thought they made a difference as they rose to power, besieging new towns, cities... even countries for themselves...Little did they expect that a single boy living on the streets taking a "single step" in the right direction would destroy the worlds themselves...True Difference is made at the proper time and place. A breath taken at the wrong place could mean the end of the multiverse itself...

-It is such a quiet thing...to fall...But far worse...Is to admit it...

-Aah yes dear mortal that is true. But even we have rules of which we must abide...There are rules...and even older rules that al living things of creation must abide to...And that dear mortal...Is why you are still alive....*Malevolent laughter*


Deity/Beliefs: She knows that the deities exist though does not serve eather. She seems to serve something else.


Personality: She is a very old devil. The centuries of experience she has gathered resulting in a very composed mannurism. She speaks with a continiued rythm that initially creates belief in her words without any evidental proof. She barely looses her temper, and little seems to impress or surprice her. She usually uses philosophical terms and arguments to make conversation. She seems also to some part despise the tounge of the "common laungage", prefering her own native tounge of the Bateezu.

At times if she deems a mortal tool usefull enough she may reveal knowlege about the mechanics of the unerverse itself to tempt their unquestionable obedience in return for the knowlege and power granted.

History/Legacy: What can be seen as strange is that her age and current rank doesn't match. Why would a Devil as old as herself want to keep her form when presented with a greater one? Her age speaks of one more likely to have risen to a "Pit Fiend" if not further. It is also rumoured in Baator that she once worked under "Adramalech" himself, otherwise known as "The Keeper of Records". Adramalech being one of Asmodeus closest advisors.

Her name; Bael'phegora K'baz Van Zin'thax refers to her title in Baator as the Angel of the bottomless pit. How she got this title and why is uncertain to most.

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As Sigils ilumination fades, and the nightshroud falls heavy upon The Hive everything falls silent. Few noises seems to echoe the streets, other than a few vermin scavenging the leftovers on the narrow corridors made out of the dilapidated houses.

A lone street lamp flickers at the end of a corner, before suddenly a portal opens up just infront of it making the lamp itself explode, the glass splittering al over the grounds.

A lone woman in red robes and hoove emerges from the portal. At first sight a normal humanoid being, but as she steps out a pair of dark red wings broadens behind her slowly, and a tail makes its apearance forth from underneath her dress.

She looks around analysing her suroundings before quickly withdrawing the wings and tail into her body transforming into a female human. Shortly after she pulls the hoove further down concealing her face and disapears into the dark.
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-Sometimes I do envy the choices of the mortals who's lifespan correspond to the more simplistic life...Shall I turn left or right? An ideal dilemma which offers the comfort of two distinct choices throughout most of the individual life...But then again...To live for but a few years...a flash in the infinite multiverse.... No perhaps not....

I wonder if they know that each step they take in their tiny lifespan does have an impact on the world. It may not be intentional but it is still there...This be one of the similiarities between the mortal and immortal...The creation of echoes throughout the multiverse....action...and consequense...Stepping one step to the right instead of the left...and half of the multiverse is set aflame...Step right and it might persist but a moment longer... But then again...Few know the art of echoe creation....and even less of how to manipulate it....Good.... As you create one tune vibrating throughout your tiny lives to gain but a jinx more....I will continiue to lead the orchestra setting a distinct footprint upon that which the multiverse shall vibrate in tune with. The multiverse be the infinite stage, The blooded sisters and brothers... its players...and you...dear inhabbitants of the planes...you shall be our intruments.

/Sabel
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-And so we are in motion...So many centuries has past since I offered him the power of Blood. Mirroring his own reflection a single thought put in the right mind at the right place spawning a cataclysmic event, echoing throughout the multiverse itself....Lingering through time, untill the right moment for it came to expand its weavelenght and force change upon the worlds.

The change is upon us al. The halls of a forgotten past lingering deep beneith Sigil's surface lying dorment waiting...in a deep slumber for me to thread its halls again...The Elder Eye is close now...Its thoughts and memories sing within my mind...When we awaken it fully the circle shall be complete. And the First Era...The Era that have been long forgotten in the hearts of mortalkind...Shall rise again...And each one will kneel, or be crushed beneith its weight.

Signed: Sabel
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