Alseer Aamon

Keeping it generic for now until use in future campaign,   Alseer Aamon from birth has known that the world, though offering much in terms of wealth and power, is a cruel place. Born into a prominent Glasya Tiefling family, it would had seem he would be well off with the abundant wealth with his parents riches, but they had other plans. Once born into this world he was only ever given one reason for his existence, to serve their family's beloved (or fearsome) archdevil Glasya. Day in and day out he learned how to con, kill, and steal all that which the elders of the family requested their dark arch devil wanted. He wasn't taught virtues like other children, he was taught in sin, and how to embrace such behaviors and ideals. Though there was something amiss about him, he never was quite obedient as his fellow brother and sisters. Often, he would take what he desired as well during his adventures instead of directly taking the request reagents, and wasn't quite keen on the kill, but instead for the thrive of what he could steal while doing so. Over time, he grew more and more resistance to his family's orders and grew sick of them altogether, often secretly complaining about the work he was given, and hated not only his family, but his way of living. One day however, a mistress clothed in the deepest of crimson fabrics had intercepted him while attending a gathering of one of his targets for the family. She had allured him like no one had ever before, and the surrounding party seemed to have vanished altogether once their eyes had locked on each other. "I've been watching the work those fools have been giving you, telling you it's by my decree and having the gall to take both the reward and credit of your work. Though I must admit, your skill has always impressed me unlike the rest of those mongrels" she said without any movement from her lips. "Freedom, vice, and corruption, truly a wonderous sight to behold, though I know you desire more of it, unlike the others. So I'll cut you a deal, you'll instead work under my watchful gaze and give me an interesting show, and I'll make sure to loosen your leash and have you released from your current owners, or as you know them, family" she giggles. Hand outreach, Alseer without fear nor doubt, clasp it and felt a sharp pain form on his palm. Looking down at it, he released it was the crest ordained by the family and their dark god. Suddenly, the darkness that had overtaken the party scene was quickly replaced with his family's manor in front of him, now ablaze and brimming with the screams of former family members. Though disturbed, he leaves his problems behind, looking forward to his life of freedom and vice.

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