
Lord Nyâsh

Name: Magyar Iravraks
Title(s): Lord Nyâsh, Warmaster of An'fâug'lir
Species: Baedurin-Aeravali Halfbreed
Age: 47 Years (claimed)


Height: ~ 2,88 meters
Body: Muscular
Skin: Unknown
Eyes: Unknown
Hair: Unknown
Nyâsh is devoted to the ideal of the Fell, an approach to the Dark side from the perspective of the Bryn'adûl. Superiority is achieved by strength and must be enforced and shown at any given time. Those considered weak, any who seek order, pursue politics, believe in justice, uphold values of preservation and stability, are to be exterminated, they are an infection, they are cancer which has to be cut out without second thought.
Only the Dark side, only violence and the show of pure strength can achieve this. Unlike his brethren, he does not believe that the Draelvasier are the only answer, but anyone who is capable to aspire and achieve strength. Anyone can become a god.
Nyâsh has little sympathies for the Sith Orders of the Galaxy, but they are still above those infected with the desire for peace, a disease which knows but one cure.
As one who inspires to lead and to conquer, Nyâsh has a strong desire to create, to force his will upon metal, flesh and soil, jealous of who or whatever created the Galaxy and those having achieved greater deeds so far, he tries to accomplish more and more with every step he takes, addicted to the idea of shaping the Galaxy to his ideals.

Affiliation: An'fâug'lir - The Fell
Alignment: True Evil
Personality: INTJ
Force alignment: Dark Side - The Fell
Loyalties: Himself

Strengths:
Smith / Deceiver / Firebender
Weaknesses:
Pride / Wasteful / Jealous

Hammer and Anvil
Both a passion and aptitude make Nyâsh quite comfortable in creating things. Not on a industrial scale, but unique items and tokens ranging from armor to jewelry and to weapons. Most of his endeavours pursue the means of domination and destruction, he believes that all which is dormant, all which is peaceful and all which is small must be destroyed to make place for the new, for strife and for the bigger.
Strong
Through both martial upbringing and physical form, Nyâsh is a very apt and skilled combatant. He likes to use both sword and mace, either using them individually or even together, his ambidexterity allowing to dual wield. Nyâsh physical strength allows him to use the otherwise heavy and large weapons with one hand.

Alter Image
Through years of practice, Nyâsh has successfully mastered the power to transform his entire appearance to something or someone entirely different. His mind imagines the form and his power shapes his appearance as he wants.
Mind Trick
He possess an aptitude of manipulating the will of lesser abled, lesser bodied creatures, sentient beings and those numb-witted enough to not notice what he intends. Through manipulation of words, tone and of course, the Force, Nyâsh persuades those he desires to command or manipulate to do or feel his bidding.
Buried Presence
Together with his ability to change appearance through the Force, the Sith Lord can hide his Force signature and presence in front of but the strongest individuals of both Jedi or Sith Order.
Pyrokinesis
Both as show of power and as alternative to more common lightning, Nyâsh creates and manipulates fire, ranging from guiding lights, litting a forge or to firestorms and bending magma to his will, Nyâsh is a true firebender.


Târost - Sword
Nâzgâsh - Warmace
Ârmar - Armor

Lord Nyâsh appeared even before the fall of the Bryn'adûl on the remote and rural world of Carcaroth. A place which holds no strategic significance whatsoever, but he did not arrive alone nor would those that arrived with him stay alone there. Through pure deceit and manipulation of memory, he brought their groups of various cults, species and cultures, not living in pure harmony, but to create a testing field for a large variety of minions.
The hospitable moon was reserved for a small colony of Bryn'adûl.
The world itself was shared between tribes of Graug, Gundanbard and tribes of Marksha from varying places around the Galaxy.
From here Nyâsh tested his minions against each other, against less civilised systems and wherever possible to fuel both his and their experience. His domain, his fortress would be far out of sight, kilometers beneath the surface of Carcaroth from where he would watch the tribal wars on the surface, steer them, or simply end them by appearing himself.
He considers himself a servant of the Dark Side, he does not believe the something with 'Order' in the name, can actually achieve the true goals the Dark side holds for its devotees. The Sith Code was a start, but its followers succumbed to politics and strategy, more than living the code and with the spirit of his blood in mind, he created the Fell. Akin to the ideals of the warbands of the Maw, but abandoning imperialism and Sith for the sake of pure superiority of strength and power.
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