Name: Vul Sareth
Height: 8' 6''
Weight: 556 pounds
Many years ago along the borders of an isolated archipelago there lived a group of powerful mystics. Bent by zealous motives and drunken from the light, they used their power to force every child in the cities along the coast to join their ranks; tearing them from their families to begin merciless training and study. Alan Sachard was one of those children, but he was different.
Disgusted by the apparent maliciousness of the light, he turned to the Dark Arts; gaining power secretly over the years. On his twenty second birthday, Alan finally decided to confront the leaders of the order. He scoured his tomes for the most fearful of entities and made ready to invoke it that night.
"...and so it is that I draw you into myself with the utterance of your name; fill me with your strength, Vul Sareth!" Alan's consciousness was rent in twain as the sudden encroaching presence thrust into his mind. Gripping his head as his body twisted and grew under the demon's will, Alan fell to his knees and screamed the last of his being into the dank tropical night.
