Benèdekt "Benè" Aolphonacus

Semi-authority on Religion/Divine Conduit

Male

Unknown. Appears to be in his early 20’s.

135lbs

6’-2”

Dirty Blonde

Steel Grey/Blue

Appears Human

Fair

Comes across as cold & bitter... and wields sarcasm as both his sword and shield. He’s reluctant to fight for another’s cause but will take up arms if he can gain something from it. Once invested, he can be a fierce and determined ally capable of overwhelming offense or stout defense & support.

He’s an openly practicing Minister of Ao, and he has an open distain for gods and temples that tend to cause him trouble.

Enter a plain looking man of average height with scruffy blonde hair. His name is Benèdekt Aolphonacus, but anyone he's ever met has only known him as Benè. He's thin, but not unhealthily so, and he wears some kind of religious vestments, unknown to most, that are adorned with many stars and moons in a particularly odd pattern. To a very select few, they'd know that he was a minister for the cult of Ao, an Overgod who's purpose is to maintain order among the other gods. Normally, these ministers are philosophers rather than priests or clerics, as they receive no divine magic from their patron... but Benè is different. He was born with a strange and unique tie to the divine. One that he can't quite explain, and others can't seem to understand. It was this strange tie to the divine that drove Benè to do the unthinkable.. a literal deal with the devil.

Benè is an orphan, born to unknown parents under unknown stars. Throughout his childhood he only had one thing stay consistent.. his adopted sister, [INSERT], who was always there with him and for him. As the years pushed on, the two of them found themselves aged out of the temple's orphanage system at only 14 years of age, and were forced to deal with the hard realities of living in Esimer. Survival was tough, but they managed to make their way by leaning on each other, but Benè never quite forgave the clerics for turning their backs on [INSERT] and him. A few years later, Benè's divine sorcery started to subtly manifest, and a mysterious local took notice and started to make occasional small talk. Eventually, the mystery man invited Benè to a secret meeting. With nothing to lose, Benè attended his first gathering of the Cult of Ao. Within the cult, Benè found a sense of welcome that he'd never experienced before. The ministers cared little for the positions and the tenements of the gods.. The philosophy they followed looked towards something much greater, but they respected the gods only because they were deemed worthy of the position by Ao. It was within this environment that Benè's disdain for the clerics and the temples grew.. even though his own ties to divinity strengthened.

Since no god seemed to take responsibility for Benè's magick, some of the ministers concluded that Benè's divine sorcery was a gift from none other than Ao himself. Others argued that Ao wouldn't lower himself to meddle in the affairs of mortals. Benè found himself being stretched between these two factions, and cracks started to form between them. Benè despaired at the thought of his brotherhood falling apart, but maybe more-so at the thought of loosing the respect of half of them if he were to pick a side. A fiend from the pit must have picked up on his inner turmoil, and thought it a good opportunity to have a little fun...

The devil appeared to him in the flames of a fire. It offered a glimpse at the truth in exchange for a soul.. It needn't be his own. Benè's selfish side took over.. he agreed, thinking that he could find some local beggar or drunkard, or perhaps an acolyte from one of those damned temples.. but the Devil had other ideas.. when Benè agreed he went strait for [INSERT]. Benè blacked out for a moment. He saw a twisted kaleidoscope of esoteric symbolism and unknown faces.
"Here is the truth you so desperately seek! Too bad your weak mortal mind can't make sense of it! yehehahaha!!! Thanks for this lovely soul as well.. I'm going to enjoy squeezing every drop of misery and pain out of her for the rest of eternity!" The voice of the devil rang out in his mind.

When he came to he already knew what had happened.. but he still raced to check on [INSERT], only to find her missing.. So now he wanders. Searching for a way to reach the one person he cares about.. or at least he was wandering.. until he got picked up by some slug brained shit stains in Zion and thrown into Jail for no damn reason.

Current Status: Alive