the Trancendant
Physique of a greek god, though oddly colored skin, and 9' tall.
Head has two smaller heads melded to it, each a powerful person glommed onto to reinforce his intellect and powers.
Surprisingly reserved even with his enemies, but utterly ruthless as the Rephatians are wont to be.
Nuroth stood over the immense wooden table - a map of Neyathis spread across the top. He focused his stare at the kingdom of xyz,
A nearby noise distracted him - a myte in a large wooden cage nearby had shifted nervously.
Reaching into the cage, he grabbed one of the unfortunate mytes. It struggled, clawing and biting at his hand. He let it fight for a moment, and then with a powerful flick of his wrist, he snapped the creature's neck. He then held the small lifeless body and tore open its throat, quickly drinking of the fresh arterial blood before the heart stopped. Sated, he threw the little corpse into the corner. Almost immediatrly, Hejork, Nuroth's Devourer and bodygaurd lept upon the remains, devoring its flesh.
All the while, the ambassadors had sat back in silence - struck dumb with horror. Nuroth began to speak again, seemingly oblivious to his guest's reactions.
Nuroth came to Neyathis at the head of the Kavmar Rephatian army towards the end of the Third Invasion, not long after the great Plagues cut off the invading forces from any reinforcements. Instead of throwing his troops against the Grand Coalition, he instead attacked the small kingdom of Renevoir. His forces defeated the little army, and instead of exterminating the people, took it over and allows Nuroth to place himself on the countries throne.
Now he has carefully crafted his kingdom, ruling it both efficently and ruthlessly.
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