Mephisto Sythrun

Name: Mephisto Sythrun
Species: Humanoid
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown

Occupation: Assassin
Mate: Lofyn
Orientation: Heterosexual

Background:
Mephisto didn't ask to be in the position he found himself in, but after a rather unfortunate instance that reminded him he was 'going soft', he found himself on a wild and entirely too idealistic adventure to safe not just himself, but the entire world. Yes, even he couldn't have believed it but following his rather explosive lecture he had been on the receiving end of a similar one from a petite afflicted woman who was hell bent on challenging the hands of fate. She firmly believed in her mission and after speaking to "the fairy", she wouldn't be dissuaded of otherwise.

To this day he couldn't even explain it if he tried, but something had driven him to play along and as the days had turned in to weeks, he had almost found himself believing in the possibility that salvation. 

Soft, you see?

Nevertheless without his rather shrewd eye for detail and his much stronger stomach, Lofyn and her companions would not have managed to make it as far as they have. With several 'saves' under his belt he has become one of the most valuable of her friends and despite it all, he has begun to suspect that something or someone fully intends for her to succeed. 

After all, as they move further into the depths of the afflicted lands in search of answers it is expected that they too should succumb to what they are meant to be and no corruption has been forthcoming. That feral lunacy he should have expected as he touched upon the desolate soil had not seeped in, the parasitical madness preached by those within the cities seemingly non-existent. If anything, a lingering calmness and clarity that had never been present when all that existed was the constant bustle of life behind those mighty gates. 

A method to the madness, a logic behind idealistic chatter, evidence to support the fanciful? He lacked answers but he suspected in time they would reveal themselves. Until then, he could do nothing more than ensure a certain set of adventurers didn't get themselves killed in a land that he found to be remarkably calm and peaceful, for somewhere in this desolate land something had set of a chain of events that had brought their world to ruin and quite frankly the realist in him would never die... They would find it eventually and he sincerely hoped they would be ready.

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