elethyl duskmist
✧ Astromancer | Demonologist | Riftwarden ✧
"The stars above see all, yet tell nothing."
| name | elethyl duskmist | age | young adult (322) |
| race | ren'dorei | occupation | scholar |
| birthplace | quel'thalas | residence | wanderer |
| pronouns | he / him | orientation | gay |
| relationship status | single | partner | n/a |
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| height | 1.80m / 5'11" | body type | lithe |
| eye color | opalescent | hair color | ashen teal |
| skin color | pale | scars | n/a |
| piercings | multiple earrings | tattoos | n/a |
About
Elethyl carries himself with quiet sophistication, a figure shaped by both triumph and tragedy across the span of his storied life. Born into the illustrious Ban'dathar family and raised in the splendor of Quel’thalas, he inherited a considerable fortune after the devastating loss of his kin during the first Scourge invasion. Though trained as a traditional sin’dorei magus, the arrival of fel crystals under Prince Kael’thas’s influence drew him to shadow and fel magic, a path that would reshape his destiny.In service to his kingdom, Elethyl wore many mantles—summoner, librarian, and scholar—dedicating himself to the study of ancient relics and artifacts on far-flung expeditions. Yet a single misunderstanding severed his ties to the Reliquary, casting him adrift. It was among a circle of unconventional academics in Silvermoon, under the guidance of Magister Umbric, that his fate was rewritten, irrevocably altered by the void’s embrace.Exiled from Quel’thalas in the wake of his rebirth, Elethyl sought refuge in Stormwind City. There, his sharp intellect and measured demeanor found purpose once more as he contributed to academic endeavors, mentored young nobles and guided fledgling mages through their studies. His journey led him to the company of those who saw beyond the shadows he wielded—individuals who welcomed him into their clandestine society. Together, they embarked on ventures steeped in peril and shared purpose, rekindling a sense of belonging he had thought lost.Though friendships have begun to root in the cracks of his guarded nature, Elethyl remains a man of reserve. The weight of past losses lingers in his formality, a quiet reminder of what once was. An introvert at heart, he finds solace in the written word, the contemplation of ideas, and the comfort of 'silence'.
Ra'dath the Claimant
Wrathguard. Soul-bound protector. The Flame that Clutches.
Standing just shy of three meters, Ra’dath is forged in brutality; broad-chested, horned, and clad in jagged, bladed armor that looks more ceremonial than necessary. His deep, pale-violet skin carries faint scales and runes that smolder with fel heat. His helmet obscures most of his bone-carved face, but his gaze -glowing, disdainful, and watching- always finds Elethyl.Bound by soul and blade alike, Ra’dath does not guard out of duty. He guards out of possessive certainty that Elethyl is his. His strength is titanic, his presence oppressive, and his rage... focused. He will intercept any wound meant for his master, not out of kindness, but to remind the world whose body bleeds in his place.To challenge Elethyl is to challenge Ra’dath.
And Ra’dath does not share.
Abilities
Felhide Fortitude (Passive): Infused with the essence of fel, Ra’dath’s skin resembles a rugged hide that grants him a substantial measure of resilience against both physical and magical assaults.Soul Link (Passive): Ra'dath possesses a profound spiritual connection with Elethyl, enabling him to actively direct and absorb the damage intended for his master. Through this ethereal link, the inflicted harm is transferred to Ra'dath, who withstands it with remarkable resilience. While offering vital protection to Elethyl, the shared burden results in the damage being halved. Moreover, this profound connection allows them to communicate unspoken messages, exchanging thoughts and intentions without uttering a single word.Infernal Blade Dance (Baseline): With unparalleled finesse, Ra'dath gracefully wields a pair of elongated twin blades adorned with intricate demonic engravings, emanating an ominous fel glow. Each swift and precise strike leaves scorching, flaming lacerations upon his adversaries' bodies, consuming weaker foes in an infernal conflagration. However, Ra'dath's expertise in melee combat extends beyond his blade-dancing skills; his entire body serves as a formidable arsenal of devastation. From his formidable horns to his whip-like tail, he mercilessly tears through his enemies when consumed by a rampant fury.Felstorm Execution (Special): Harnessing his dark powers, Ra'dath conjures forth a massive axe, surpassing his own stature in size. With menacing force, he hurls the colossal weapon at his chosen target, resulting in a cataclysmic impact. As the axe makes contact, it unleashes a torrent of fel-flames, engulfing the surrounding area and causing devastating area-of-effect damage, obliterating foes caught within its fiery wrath.
Almi the Flicker
Impling. Infernal Healer. Small Flame, Big Bite.
Small even for an impling, Almi is barely the size of a satchel, but within his stunted frame burns a loyal, incandescent fury. His skin glows faintly with emberlight, and though he rarely speaks, his massive eyes stay fixed on Elethyl with wordless attention. He follows close. He hides in cloaks. He sleeps curled beside fel-warmed boots.Don’t mistake his shyness for weakness. When Elethyl is harmed, Almi ignites. Felbolts fly with unnatural accuracy, and those injured under his master's command are seared and stitched shut by infernal heat. He mends, protects, and retaliates in a flash of flame and hissed rage.He doesn’t ask for thanks. He doesn’t want praise. He just wants to be near. Always.
Abilities
Felhide Fortitude (Passive): Infused with the essence of fel, Almi’s skin resembles a rugged hide that grants him a substantial measure of resilience against both physical and magical assaults.Felbolt Barrage (Baseline): Almi wields mastery over the unruly forces of fel, deftly manipulating them to forge scorching felbolts that he hurls with precision and fury, engulfing his enemies in searing chaos.Infernal Mend (Special): Harnessing the intense heat of his fel flames, Almi possesses the unique ability to skillfully cauterize his master's wounds, staunching bleeding and shielding them from further harm. With a touch of infernal mending, he mends their injuries, ensuring their survival amidst the heat of battle, removing any magic effect that caused a stun, silence, polymorph, or fear.
Nip'tul the Boss
Imp Gang Boss. Tactician. Professional Problem.
His fel-green eyes gleam with cunning, and his leather vest is scorched in all the right places: tactical chaos. He gathers intelligence like others gather curses, always listening, always scheming. He never fights alone, imps pour in behind him, screeching and cackling, blasting and dying and being replaced in seconds. It’s not noble. It’s effective.Nip'tul doesn’t serve Elethyl out of reverence.
He serves because Elethyl gets results, and Nip'tul backs winners.
Abilities
Felhide Fortitude (Passive): Infused with the essence of fel, Nip'tul's skin resembles a rugged hide that grants him a substantial measure of resilience against both physical and magical assaults.Fel Inferno (Baseline): Nip'tul harnesses his mastery over felflames, casting a malevolent spell that engulfs his surroundings in a seething inferno of hellfire. The scorching flames dance with unholy fury, immolating any unfortunate souls caught in its path, leaving only ashes and devastation in their wake.Imp Swarm (Special): Nip'tul, true to his gang leader nature, possesses the uncanny ability to rally his fiendish comrades with a single command. With a cunning call, he summons swarms of imps to converge upon a chosen target, overwhelming them with sheer numbers and relentless assaults. This diabolical onslaught sees imps raining down felbolts upon their foes, replacing fallen allies with new reinforcements and creating a near-impossible challenge to eliminate every single one of them.
Zehoe the Insatiable
Sayaad. Seducer. Sadist. The Smile with Fangs.
At 2.10 meters tall, Zehoe cuts an imposing figure; broad-shouldered, sharply carved, and smugly aware of it. His pale skin contrasts with the jagged black hairs that trace his chest, forearms, and thighs. Horns curve wickedly above glowing blue-green eyes that flicker with hunger, whether for pain or pleasure depends entirely on his mood.Draped in little more than a harness and his own confidence, Zehoe doesn’t just tempt, he dominates. His presence overwhelms, his chains bite, and his barbed whip dances to the rhythm of a moan or a scream. His claws drip with venom that confuses the body and compromises the mind. Submission isn’t his request, it’s his art.There is no satisfying Zehoe. Only surviving him.
Abilities
Felhide Fortitude (Passive): Infused with the essence of fel, Zehoe’s skin resembles a rugged hide that grants him a substantial measure of resilience against both physical and magical assaults.Shadowphase Shift (Baseline): Zehoe possesses the ability to seamlessly traverse between planes of existence, shrouding himself in an ethereal veil of invisibility at will. Masterfully skilled in the art of stealth, he emerges from the shadows to catch his opponents off-guard with swift and precise strikes. Zehoe's elusive nature also renders him a valuable asset for intelligence gathering, his stealth allowing him to navigate unseen and gather vital information.Sadistic Repertoire (Baseline): As a playful incubus, Zehoe boasts an arsenal of diabolical implements concealed within his repertoire. His malevolent toolkit includes a barbed whip tethered to a formidable felsteel baton, capable of inflicting excruciating pain upon his enemies. Utilizing demonsteel shackles and nails, he adeptly binds and immobilizes his foes, leaving them helpless in his clutches. While he relies on these toys for mid-range assaults, Zehoe's true prowess lies in his ferocious clawed strikes during close combat. Each swipe of his claws inflicts arousing toxins upon his adversaries, sowing confusion and beguiling them with an overwhelming desire to submit and beg for mercy.Subjugation Artistry (Special): Zehoe possesses an unwavering dominion over the minds of those who lack fortitude. With an alluring seductive prowess, he ensnares and compels weak-willed opponents into pure submission. Once he has a hold on their psyche, Zehoe manipulates their actions, molds their emotions, and orchestrates their thoughts. This mastery over mental manipulation makes him a consummate puppeteer, expertly pulling the strings to bend others to his will.
Gloom the Murmur
Twilight Familiar. Whispered Watcher.
Gloom is small, dark, and always present. Its feathers shimmer in shades of midnight and amethyst, absorbing light like a curtain of dusk. Its wings are silent, its eyes a deep, unsettling sapphire; never blinking, never looking away. It perches on shoulders, rafters, tombstones, always where it shouldn’t be, but always exactly where it needs to be.
It speaks in gestures, never words. It doesn’t squawk, it doesn’t chirp. Its very presence unsettles noise itself, like someone just left the room, or something’s about to happen. It sees the unseen. It knows what shouldn’t be known. And when the air grows still, Gloom leans in closer.It does not need to fight.
It simply needs to be there.
And it always is.
Abilities
Serenity (Passive): Gloom's presence instills an eerie calmness, allowing it to soothe and ease the minds of those around it.Trail of Shadows (Passive): This obsidian-feathered hatchling glides effortlessly through darkness, but its trail of swirling shadows becomes a beacon for cunning magi, allowing them to track it with ease.Stealth (Baseline): As a master of stealth, Gloom can blend seamlessly into shadows, making it an ideal companion for covert operations and reconnaissance.Shadow Ward (Baseline): Gloom harnesses shadow energies, weaving them into a protective shield, shielding its companion from harm.Clairvoyant (Special): With its piercing sapphire eyes, Gloom possesses an innate ability to see through illusions and uncover hidden truths.
Zethys the Tainted
Void-Touched Steed. Purity Twisted.
Zethys stands like a vision from a dream gone still; majestic, powerful, and wrong in ways you can’t quite name. His build is that of a prize stallion: broad-shouldered, muscled, carved by something with an eye for perfection.His eyes shimmer with pale voidlight. To Elethyl, his presence is steadying. But to others, even the brush of his mane feels like a jolt of void: cold, sharp, and wrong in all the quiet ways.His coat gleams with an unnatural sheen, smooth like polished obsidian, catching the light in ways that feel just slightly wrong. His mane, dark and velvet-soft, is gentle beneath Elethyl’s fingers, but to any stranger, its caress feels like frostbite carried on lightning.Zethys does not gallop in rage, nor neigh in challenge.
He simply moves, and the air grows colder.
Abilities
Voidforged Resilience (Passive): Zethys is sustained by void energy, granting him resistance to psychic, arcane, and radiant harm. Effects that would cripple lesser creatures merely wash through him like wind through a dream.Duskstride (Baseline): Zethys moves through reality like a shadow cutting corners. His steps can briefly tear through distance, allowing him and his rider to reposition instantly, vanishing from one point and reappearing at another. Enemies left in his wake are often staggered, as if something unseen brushed against their minds.Hollowhorn Rush (Baseline): Zethys charges with unnatural speed, his horn gleaming with voidlight. The impact of his rush causes both physical and psychic trauma, puncturing flesh and unraveling thoughts. Targets struck are left dazed, their focus splintered by the echo of his presence.Umbral Blessing (Special): Once per battle, Zethys can envelop Elethyl (or an ally) in a veil of void-charged protection. This cloak dims light and sound, muffling the wearer from detection while passively absorbing hostile magic directed at them. The effect fades after a few moments or if the veil is broken by direct violence.
Phanmon the Monolith
Voidwrought Guardian. Living Silence.
Standing at 2.30 meters in his resting form, Phanmon is a towering presence of living shadow and voidstuff, sculpted from the abyss itself. His body pulses and shifts like stormclouds forced into shape, threaded with faint indigo veins of starlight. And yet, this form is merely a beginning; Phantom grows with every soul consumed, every spell devoured, every memory unraveled. There is no upper limit, only hunger.His face is nothing, just a suggestion in the dark, anchored by two pale, piercing eyes that gaze through the veil. He moves without weight or sound, drifting like gravity undone. His silence devours light, voice, even the will to resist. Phanmon does not swing. He reaches. He coils. He consumes.Not because he must.
But because that is all the void has ever known how to do.
Abilities
The Hungering Shroud (Passive): Where Phanmon lingers, the world grows thin. Light dims, voices are swallowed, motion becomes sluggish. Even magic feels distant, as if pulled toward an unseen abyss.Echoing Corruption (Passive): Wounds inflicted by Phanmon do not heal easily. They linger, not as mere scars but as imprints, strange distortions in flesh and mind alike—whispers in the dark, shadowed figures at the edge of vision, a gnawing sense that something remains, even after the battle is won.Tendrils of Starless Night (Baseline): Phanmon does not strike with hands; it reaches. Its body unspools into grasping voidstuff, lashing tendrils that wrap, crush, and consume. They do not simply wound; they drain, siphoning away warmth, life, willpower itself.Devouring Maw (Special): Phanmon can manifest a gaping void within itself; an unraveling wound in existence. It does not bite, nor chew. It takes, pulling flesh, magic, and even lingering thoughts into nothingness.
Bheelum the Grumble
Felhound. Arcanophage. Miserable Bastard.
Broad, low-slung, and carved from resentment, Bheelum moves like a bad mood given shape. His hide is thick and scaled, colored in bruised purples and black, with bristling quills down his back. He has no eyes, only senses, and an endless, growling temper.He snarls at everything. At demons. At objects. At thin air. Especially at magic. Arcane energy makes his antler-like tendrils twitch and strike, ripping spells apart with slobbering hunger. He doesn’t hunt gracefully. He devours.Though monstrous in form, he acts like a bitter old house dog: grumpy, territorial, slow to trust. But he never strays far from Elethyl.And if you touch his master, he will bite.
Abilities
Felhide Fortitude (Passive): Infused with the corrupt resilience of fel magic, Bheelum's hide is thick, rubbery, and practically immune to petty harm. Resistant to both physical blows and magical fire, he’s a walking wall of complaints and carnage.Spellchewer (Baseline): Bheelum’s star-tipped antler-tentacles are built to consume. When a spell is cast within range, he instinctively lashes out, attempting to bite and absorb the magic mid-cast. Upon a successful devour, he gains a burst of vitality and becomes briefly resistant to further spell effects.Rend & Tear (Baseline): Once Bheelum latches on, he does not let go. He rips through armor, muscle, and magic wards with feral force. This savage melee attack causes lingering bleeding and weakens the target’s defense against further attacks.Grumbleblast (Special): Unleashing a guttural, echoing growl from deep within his gut, Bheelum emits a concussive wave of anti-magic force that disrupts ongoing spellwork, silences casters, and sends arcane constructs sprawling. It doesn’t solve his problems—but it sure makes him feel better.
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Grimoire of the Dusk
This is Elethyl Duskmist’s personal grimoire in its entirety: a living, evolving record that blends occult study with introspective journaling. It contains everything from complex magical rites, spells, and demonology notes to personal reflections, dream logs, and day-to-day chronicles of his travels and experiences. As Elethyl continues to explore and develop, the contents may shift or expand over time. It’s a comprehensive and often lengthy read, so feel free to dive in at your own pace.
Codex of the Nether
This tome, initially published by the Sanctum, has since become accessible to warlocks across Azeroth. Following the author's exile, it transitioned into public ownership. In the year 38, Black Harvest acolytes duplicated its contents, circulating the tome widely. Penned by Elethyl Ban'dathar of the Sanctum in Thalassian, the original codex boasts a weighty presence, adorned with an embossed crimson leather cover, and secured by a formidable felsteel lock.
Legal Record
The content of this file can only be viewed by authorized individuals and organizations. Although the original file is stored in the Sunfury Spire and Stormwind Keep, it can be temporarily 'conjured' or 'summoned'.
Playlist
Black Harvest Acolyte
Fellow Black Harvest acolytes may recognize his name as the author of the Codex of the Nether, and perhaps even from his late efforts against the Legion, especially his treachery at the Broken Shore that cost the lives of a battalion of Alliance soldiers. This event may have sparked rumors of his involvement in purposefully sacrificing the soldiers to bind a higher demon, which could raise some distrust and skepticism. Although never proven, this rumor could influence how you perceive him.Whether this earns your respect, fear, or hostility is up to you.
Renowned Scholar
Elethyl may be recognized by scholars and intellectuals alike due to his modest reputation in scholarly circles. He has participated in several research endeavors and published a couple of books. His past experiences in Quel'thalas as a royal librarian and Reliquary researcher allowed him to contribute to several studies in human kingdoms and Ironforge. Additionally, he has offered courses in history, archaeology, semiotics, linguistics, visual arts, and magic, specifically focusing on divination, conjuration, enchantment, umbramancy, and demonology.If your character is interested in academia and spends time in libraries, or if your character has the financial means and an interest in private tutelage, Elethyl might be someone they want to consider.
Hermit
Elethyl was once among the original Silvermoon Scholars who followed Magister Umbric into exile, one of the first to be touched and transformed by the void. Those who remember that time may recognize him, though much has changed. After years of torment, isolation, and a slow battle with creeping madness, he emerged subdued and distant, shaped by survival. Now, he retreats into the wilds, where he can often be found reading, sketching, or painting in silence, accompanied by his ever-present demons.If your character frequents forests, ruins, or remote paths, they may have crossed his quiet orbit.
Author's Note
Hello, and welcome!I’m Elethyl, a veteran roleplayer in World of Warcraft since 2009. My passion lies in structured, long-term, and narrative-driven roleplay, where character choices matter and stories evolve organically. While I appreciate casual RP, I find that walk-up city roleplay often lacks the depth I seek—most of my characters wouldn’t strike up idle conversation with strangers without reason. I prefer planned, intentional interactions that allow for meaningful character development.I enjoy roleplay that includes adventure, mystery, puzzles, intrigue, and magic, with a focus on collaborative storytelling that balances both character and worldbuilding elements. The best roleplay happens when OOC coordination and IC progression go hand in hand, ensuring every scene has purpose and impact.I will not engage in ERP outside of deeply story-driven contexts, and I do NOT consent to my characters being used in inappropriate or OOC contexts, such as hentai art. I don’t permit it. I’m an old-school romantic at heart; if someone wants to win my characters over, it needs to happen in-character and through meaningful, well-developed storytelling.If my approach to roleplay resonates with you, feel free to reach out. You can contact me via my social media or Discord, linked at the footer of this page!
FAQ
Are you roleplaying yourself?
Elethyl did start as a self-insert, but he has grown into his own character over time. What happens IC stays IC.Why are all his demons male?
To balance his inherent femininity. Beneath Elethyl’s cold, distant, and formal façade, he is nurturing, territorial, and considerate, traits often seen as feminine. His demons complement him, stepping in with a more traditionally masculine presence when necessary.Is he shippable?
Only through meaningful roleplay.Has he ever, you know... with his demons?
He has definitely slept with Zehoe a few times in the past.
As for Ra'dath, it's more complicated. Because of their soul-link, they share intense emotions, including desire and longing. However, Ra’dath’s violent, wrathful instincts have kept them from crossing any physical boundaries. So no, not with the Wrathguard. That said, if Elethyl remains single for long enough, and if Ra’dath regains enough humanity
He’s not evil. He walks a dangerous path, but his heart is in the right place, most of the time.Can I approach Elethyl IC?
Absolutely — if you have a good reason. He’s reserved and wary of strangers, but not impossible to reach.Is Elethyl open to mentorship, alliances, or apprenticeships?
Potentially, yes, if your character earns his trust.Does he have any weaknesses?
Many. Chief among them are his protective instincts and his tendency to internalize pain rather than ask for help.How does he view mortals / non-magical beings?
With a mixture of sympathy and melancholy. He despises (no, actually envies) their simplicity but knows he can never return to it.Is he tied to any faction or organization?
He operates independently, though he has ties to a few trusted circles.
Trivia
Does Elethyl smile?
Technically, yes. Very rarely. If you see it, you’re either very special... or about to die.What does Elethyl enjoy in his free time?
Reading, painting, exploring forgotten ruins, and spending quiet moments with his demons.What's his biggest fear?
Losing control over himself or over those he cares about.What kind of relationships does he form?
Elethyl forms slow, complex bonds built on loyalty, trust, and patience. Quick flings or casual friendships don't usually last with him.How does he treat his demons?
With care, respect, and strict discipline. They are his companions, not his tools.Can I pet his demons?
You can try. I recommend writing your will first.How does he take his coffee?
Hot, black, and with exactly one (1) judgmental stare.What's his fashion sense?
Ethereal, academic, somewhat goth, perhaps a tad bohemian... Velvets, leathers, lots of black and muted colors, glinting accessories...Would Elethyl survive a horror movie?
He wouldn’t just survive, he’d make the monster question its life choices.Is he secretly a drama queen?
No. (But yes.)What's his love language?
Acts of service and prolonged, brooding eye contact.What’s his idea of a good date?
Quiet conversation under the stars... preferably after neutralizing all potential threats in a 500-meter radius.How would he react to being flirted with?
Like a cat: suspicious, vaguely offended, but secretly flattered.
Real Talk
Is Elethyl a top or a bottom?
A versatile powerbottom. He dominates through will, presence, and manipulation when needed — but when it comes to intimacy, he enjoys bottoming. (And trust me, he’s still very much in control of how it happens.)Would he betray someone he loves?
No. But he will ghost you so hard you’ll think you imagined the situation.How long would it take him to kill someone if necessary?
About three seconds, two if you insult his handwriting.Is he emotionally available?
Yes, in the same way a locked, cursed, ancient vault is technically available if you’re willing to die opening it. (JK, at heart, he's ready to commit.)Does he have a type?
Intelligence, restraint, presence... and a body that could probably bench press him.Would he ever settle down?
In theory. In practice? He’ll need to be conquered very politely.Does he get jealous?
Not easily. But when he does, it’s biblical.What's his most toxic trait?
He's convinced he’s the most responsible one in every room — and he’s usually right, which only makes it worse.If Elethyl had a motto, what would it be?
"The stars above see all, yet tell nothing."
Spicier Questions
How would Elethyl seduce someone?
Slowly, patiently, and devastatingly, until you’re the one begging for it.Does he like being praised or degraded?
Praise. Worship him properly and he might just reward you. Might.Rough or gentle?
Gentle, until he isn’t.Does he enjoy being manhandled?
Absolutely! If you’re strong enough, devoted enough, and stubborn enough to earn his trust. He loves feeling smaller in the arms of someone he can lean on without losing himself.What’s his ideal partner?
Tall, powerful, fiercely loyal. Someone who could protect him (likely from himself) without ever caging him.Is he possessive in relationships?
Very. If you win his heart, he expects the same devotion he gives in return; utterly, unapologetically.Does he prefer intimacy emotional or purely physical?
Emotional. Purely physical bores him; he needs the mind and heart before he’ll give you the body.What’s his aftercare like?
Soft, thorough, and quietly doting. Expect him to fuss over you more than you realize, and deny it later.Could he be corrupted?
He already carries corruption in his blood. You’re not going to break him, you’ll drown in him first.