The Dark one

Name:  The Dark one
Age: Unknwn. Old like dirt(?)
Gender: male
Orientation: Unknown
Birthday: Unknown

Eyes: Amber with obsidian scleras.
Hair: Long, colour of ash and smoke.

History: The Dark one has been imprisoned on the glade behind the wake and the sleep for the longest time. People have forgotten him and even the gods that bound him inside, fading away even from the stories that mortal kin tell to eachother.
He once thirsted for the power like no other, and as he drank to it, he woke the fears of old, jealouse gods who imprisoned him in their fear and rage.
Many of his kin were punished too, so that there would not be ones like him.

Bound, stripped from his powers, isolated from the world he burnt in silent rage, trying to find the way to escape, but even the oblivion of the old gods did not falther the bounds of his prison.

Untill, after the time in which the Dark one himself had forgotten how long had he been imprisoned, a child with nameless blood came to his prison, lost, alone.
And as the Child thirsted for affection and power, the Dark one promised to give that all, in exchange from the freedom.

Personality: Proud, honourable and jealouse. His years in imprisonement made him tad bit insane and unpredictable, yet most of the time he seems to watch world with mild amusement and ironic disdain. He has obsessive-possessive tendencies.
Likes: Freedom, sweet tea, snakes, warm sunshine, dreams, playing with people's minds.
Dislikes: Imprisonment, salty food, furred beings, cold weather, rude people challenging him, people trying to take what belongs to him.

Association: The Sun, ember, chinese crysanthemum, bamboo, amber, obsidian, carmine, Southern direction, distressing; whimsical dreams, long stewed tea poured in fine porcelain cup, elements of wood and fire.
Balance: Yang
Title: The King of Dreams