"Thabor was born as the only son of an elven priestess, who's name has been forgotten in the mists of time. His father was a young human adventurer, who left Thabor's hometown soon after hearing the young priestess he had seduced was bearing his child. At the age of 10 his mother died by the hands of an enraged Paladin of the Inquisition, thinking his mother served Evil. This left the young boy without the protection of his mother and soon he became an outcast of the Elven race because of his 'unpure' blood. He was laughed at, abused and beaten up by those he couldn't flee from. The Hate in the boy was strong and he swore he would have his revenge on the whole world one day. He left the town and became a wanderer, a drifter." ---------------------------------------- Little is known of the way Thabor's life evolved in those years of wandering, but fact is he returned to his hometown one day... years and years later. ------------------Marius, human sage---- "And a dark stranger appeared at the gates, he was unmistakingly of mixed blood, so we refused to open the gates. The smile on his face was horrifying and the cold red glow in his eyes made us cold to the bone. Although he silently whispered we could understand his words on the watchtower where we were standing, he whispered 'I have returned after three times seven years, I have become something you will all learn to fear. But despair not, the time of fearing me will be short. You will all die with my name blossoming on your lips: 'Thabor!'. After these foreboding words the gates scattered and Thabor entered the village. He had become a powerful wielder of the Darkest Magic our race had ever seen and when he left the village no child above 10 was alive, no building still standing. I was 5 years old at the time but never will I forget this demon in half elven shape." -------------Martillian, elven sage----- The destruction of his hometown was not enough to feed Thabor's Hate, he started travelling the lands, growing in power and leaving destruction wherever he came. The resistance he met was futile and only made him stronger in his Dark ways. One day, travelling the paths of darker magic he had ever tried, a powerful Entity from another dimension took intrest in him. The entity was pure evil and always looking for a way to conquer new dimensions and enslave new races. They closed a pact and from that day Thabor preached the words of Lord Thador, making the lands ready for His arrival, sowing Terror and Fear in the hearts of it's citizens. Soon he and Naika founded the cult of the FoT, preparing the arrival of Underworld, the first key of many to unlock the Gate for Lord Thador. The Terror they brought to the Lands, can be read in any of the annals of those dark ages. Then, without sign, Thabor disappeared. It is rumoured he was called to Lord Thador's dimension. When he returned, he had become even more powerful, now wielding the foulest way of magic, Necromancy. With countless hordes of undead at his command he found back the FoT and swiftly resumed leadership. But then the Pantheon of Gods noticed him, recognising leaving this mortal walking around would damage their creation. Thabor was summoned and granted immortality. A poisoned gift, since an immortal's hands are tied by the Balance of Good and Evil. He cannot interfere into mortal affairs or aid Lord Thador in his quest anymore. Of course, as a master of Intrigue he has now started building his own cult of followers, who bring corruption to the heart of the realm itself. Becoming one of the Cult Of Decay is only possible by the word of Thabor. Followers should posses the heart of Darkness and the mind of Intrigue.