Xavier Stormflayer
Lord Stefan Demeli (a.k.a. Xavier Stormflayer)
Divine Symbols & Sigils
A tower, reminiscent of the Spire, superimposed over a runed circle, makes up Xavier's sigil. This sigil can also be found in the hands of his devotees, The Order of the Exalted Storm, with the circle being carved from sapphire.
These physical icons are also enchanted, such that Xavier may hear the thoughts of those who carry them, and, if needed, can communicate with the holder. Though, no one knows this, as the enchantments are so finely woven as to be nearly undetectable.
Divine Goals & Aspirations
Xavier's goals are simple, though few are aware of them. First and foremost, he must protect his position. This means spreading his influence as far as possible in order to maintain his status as a deity. Secondly, he aims to destroy the old gods - the True Pantheon.
Physical Description
Body Features
His skin is a pallid white and smooth, untouched by age. Complex blue glowing patterns crisscross his body where unfiltered mana runs freely.
Special abilities
Xavier's powers are virtually limitless, taking from the power of belief in him as a god from all over the realms as well as having intimate knowledge of various forms of magic. His rule of the Spire allows him to manipulate the education of his subjects - affecting the strength of those who believe in him and creating as many followers as possible right from birth, further cementing his place as a central power in the known realms.
Apparel & Accessories
Xavier usually wears a dark leather sleeveless jerkin and simple leggings. Over his jerkin he wears a long leather coat which serves multiple purposes. The heavy leather is woven with enchantments, serving as not only a sort of dampener for his aura, making it difficult to sense him, but the lining of the coat is filled with dozens of cleverly shaped precious stones.
Specialized Equipment
Convergers are melded to each of Xavier's hands.
Mental characteristics
Personal history
Xavier was born as Stefan over a thousand years ago, in the waning years of the Age of Enlightenment. He was raised among the Demeli tribe on a remote island chain in the Northern Realms known as Skyfall, until the age of 9, when he accidentally created a large explosion in his family home. The shockwave caused the cliffs below the home to collapse, which lead to three children being crushed to death by the debris. As magical ability was not known amongst the lesser tribes, it was suddenly abundantly clear that Xavier was not of the Demeli - rather, that he was adopted into it. Thus it was decreed that instead of punishment for the manslaughter and destruction of land, he was to be put on a boat bound for the island of Erurias, where he would live under the watchful eye of the academy. The boy wept as the boat carried him away, sadness, regret and fear cascading down his cheeks as he realised that this exile was his punishment.
Erurias was what could be passed as a capital for the Skyfall Islands, for it protected the ancient temple that was home to the elders of the island clans. The island itself was home to the ruling clan, the Cer'el. It was with the Cer'el that Xavier would train for many years, learning tradition, law and the warrior ways of the birdmen.
It was during his first night surrounded by the stone walls of the academy that the first seeds of hatred were planted in Xavier's heart. It began with grief, and a deep seated anger with his family, for in his mind, Xavier had been lied to and then forsaken by them - they who had raised him, and whom he had loved unconditionally. If they had been truthful, this dreadful accident surely wouldn't have happened. And who was his real family, anyway? Whoever they were had obviously cast him away, but why? This bubbling anger eventually grew into a hedge of bitter resentment for the clan that now kept him prisoner in all but name, eventually blossoming into burning hatred for the laws that bound him, for the island that he lived on and for the vast differences between himself and the clan he lived with.
Xavier desperately wanted freedom; to be able to do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted.
A few years into his training, when he was fifteen, Xavier acquired an tome detailing the use of higher magic from an older student. This was the first token of 'freedom' that Xavier longed for. He devoured the knowledge inside it, practicing the arts by night in the darker areas of the academy. When he had learned everything he possibly could from the tome, Xavier scoured the other libraries on the island, absorbing every scrap of information like a sponge soaks up water.
Xavier completed his training three years earlier than anyone in the history of his clan. He was nineteen when he Ascended, breaking free from his clan-bonds before an Assembly of Elders, in accordance with Akyrah tradition. However, Xavier shocked the elders by denouncing all ties with the Akyrah itself, saying that he sought other lands, higher powers, and better people. Outraged, the council ordered that he imprisoned immediately for heresy, saying they had turned a blind eye to his illicit studies over the years, favouring his skill and talent for magic.
The boy merely raised his right hand toward the elders. Closing his eyes, he focused on the energy that pulsated through their bodies and, in one smooth motion, clenched his fist and pulled back, as if tugging on a rope. A split second later, three of them fell dead as every ounce of their mana was forcefully pulled into his body. He gasped as the sensation of power rushed through him. He had never absorbed so much so quickly – it made him slightly dizzy. A cry of despair rose from the crowd, followed by several more, then the air was filled with the sound of sorrow, anger and the flapping of wings all rolled into one as the Akyrah present took to the air, thirsty for revenge.
“Stefan of clan Demeli is no more,” he said, his voice magically rising above the din. “I am Xavier Stormflayer – And I will be a God!”
With a blinding flash, the newly reborn Xavier unleashed himself. Stone and steel alike turned to dust in the face of overwhelming power, magic was absorbed indiscriminately, and flesh was torn asunder. By the time the last birdman in the auditorium fell dead, a mere seventeen minutes had passed. Xavier sighed as the toll of exertion struck him. The stonework ran rich with the blood of the two hundred and forty-eight dead Akyrah. It was both one of the greatest tragedies ever to befall the island nation and one of the most foul betrayals it had ever seen.
Xavier left the Skyfall Islands to travel to mainland Sol'iria immediately after the battle. There, his power grew phenomenally with every passing day. He spread word of himself through each town he passed through, describing in elaborate detail to the townsfolk whilst in disguise, the power of Xavier Stormflayer and his irrefutable divinity.
Education
Mage-Warrior training on Erurias. Standard training is ten years, covering everything from history and astronomy to physical combat and magecraft of all domains.
Mental Trauma
Accidental killing of three friends as a child; Discovery of his adoption into a different clan.
Personality Characteristics
Motivation
Xavier's motivations are purely selfish. He cares not for altruistic tendencies, though no mortal will ever know that. His actions as a younger entity were driven by the need for more power. Nowadays, he must merely protect it. And if that means protecting the hordes of mindless worshipers and devotees, so be it.
Savvies & Ineptitudes
Though a master in all forms of magic, Xavier is particularly adept in the use of enchantments - a prodigy, even. His skill means he is able to wield them with unparalleled efficiency, often in ways that shouldn't be possible.
Virtues & Personality perks
Slow to anger, patient, cunning, charismatic.
Vices & Personality flaws
Sociopathic; Believes the enlightened races to be far beneath him; Thinks nothing of taking everything and leaving a man with nothing but his soul. Sometimes, Xavier will take that too.
Social
Family Ties
Xavier has a twin brother, but feels no actual ties to anyone anymore.
Religious Views
Xavier portrays himself as a god, and has done so for just shy of a millennium. After all these years of worship, it's perfectly plausible to consider his divinity valid.
Social Aptitude
Charismatic, but sociopathic. He is usually quietly spoken, though when he speaks, his voice carries not only to every ear in the room, but to every mind without sufficient shielding in the area.
Relationships
History
This partnership began just over 800 years ago, after the Battle of Catherine, where Xavier first witnessed Arzekiel's power. Noting that he appeared to be Xavier's equal, not to mention also seeking power, Xavier approached Arzekiel and the deal was struck to become gods and rule together.
Relationship Reasoning
It is a relationship of both trust and convenience. Together, they guide the realm to a better future while solidifying their own positions are gods.
Shared Secrets
Many secrets are shared between the two, from the fact that they are not true gods, right down to how their magical icons work and how children are indoctrinated into the 'faith' at a young age.
Wealth & Financial state
Exceedingly wealthy, though at his position of power, wealth and gold has little sway over what is and what isn't achievable. What doesn't require money to achieve is well within the boundaries of creation magic, and what does is easily paid for from the Spire's vast coffers - or more magic.
Divine Classification
False God
Species
Realm
Church/Cult
Honorary & Occupational Titles
Lord of the Spire
Year of Birth
496
1024 Years old
Birthplace
Spouses
Siblings
Children
Current Residence
Gender
Male
Eyes
Xavier's eyes are rich amber, like most of his race.
Hair
Long, sleek, black as a raven's wing.
Height
5'9"
Aligned Organization
Ruled Locations
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