Damien Blackthorn
A tiefling warlock who made a desperate pact with a fiend to save his dying sister, only to discover the price was far greater than he was told. Now bound to serve a pit fiend, Damien walks the dark roads of Vaelmoor seeking a way to break his contract before it claims his soul.
Tiefling (Infernal)
Warlock (Fiend Patron)
Criminal
Chaotic Neutral
Ability Scores
10
+0
14
+2
13
+1
12
+1
10
+0
17
+3
Skill Proficiencies
Character Details
Damien's sister was dying of the grey plague that sweeps through Vaelmoor's poorest villages. No healer would help a tiefling family, and no temple would open its doors. In desperation, Damien called out to anything that would listen, and Malachar, a pit fiend, answered. The pact was simple: his sister's life for his service. She recovered overnight. But the service Malachar demands grows darker with each task — first information, then theft, then worse. Damien has started refusing assignments and can feel his patron's displeasure growing like a storm on the horizon. He travels Vaelmoor searching for a way to break the pact, knowing that every day he remains bound, his soul slips further from his grasp.
"I crack dark jokes to mask how terrified I am of what I've become."
"Survival. In Vaelmoor, good intentions get you killed. I'll take whatever edge I can get."
"My sister lives because of my pact. I would make the same choice again — and that scares me."
"I cannot trust anyone fully. My patron has agents everywhere, and so do I."
Appearance
Male
24
5'10"
155 lbs
Ember orange, glowing faintly in shadow-sm
Ashen gray with dark red undertones
Black, perpetually disheveled
A lean, tense tiefling whose horns sweep back sharply and whose tail coils restlessly. He wears a dark hooded coat over leather armor, and his hands are stained with ink and alchemical residue. A fiendish brand is visible on his chest when his collar shifts — Malachar's mark of ownership, pulsing faintly with hellish light.