Basic Information
Name: Xxaaxacat (Xsshah-eXhaa-Caatczhh - uttered quickly)
Aliases: Xax, Eye-Tyrant
Gender: Male
Race: Beholder
Age: Over 300
Profession: Master, aspiring power
Languages: Common, Abyssal Infernal, Orc, Undercommon
Accent: Slight Undercommon Accent (Aber-Toril underdark (forgotten realms))
Physical Information
Height: 5 ft (approx 1.6 meter) diameter floating orb
Weight: 350lbs (though levitating)
Body build: Sharp features.
Skin type: Thick rough brown leather
Hair style: Few strands of course hair here and there
Scars: N/A
Tattoos: Has several Arcane and Abyssal symbols and writing on his eyestalks and around his Orb-like body. Some shift if you attempt to focus on them or read them under normal conditions.
Colouring: Blue, red, black and purple, emitting similar hues as they glow and pulse lightly.
- [b]Hair:[/b] Black/brown if any [b]Eyes:[/b] Varied and occasionally shifting, in both shape and hue (from reptilian, to cat-like, to humanoid, to small/large pupil to solid color to cataract, to amoebic... etc....) [b]Skin:[/b] Brown [/li]
Alignment: NE
Philosophy: Shares the philosophy of the Fated.
Deity/Beliefs: None, save a will to his own power.
Personality:
- [u]Machiavellian[/u] [i]tries to involve the Others in a complicated scheme to gain power or harm an enemy.[/i] [u]Selfish[/u] [i]Single-minded in pursuit of increasing his own wealth and power[/i] [u]Dominating[/u] [i]Seeks to dominate or enslave others into his service[/i] [u]Manipulative[/u] [i]Seeks to manipulate into his service those he cannot dominate[/i] [u]Sycophantic[/u] [i]Seeks to ingratiate himself to those he cannot dominate or manipulate[/i] [u]Charismatic[/u] [i]Skilled in his Dominating, Manipulative, and Sycophantic ways[/i] [/li]
Has two extra mouths (one on each cheek), which speak abyssal and infernal, repeating what his main mouth says. These also often hum or chant dark hymns which subdue, manipulate or inspire his servants/Allies (bard songs).
His main mouth speaks in eloquent common (sounds like a baritone echoing version of Sideshow Bob from the Simpsons).
Has made a home near Under Sigil Village where he builds his army of minions.
Gear: His minions usually carry his gear around, however he does have several powerful magical items adapted to adorn his orb-like body or tentacles, Fine clothes draped around his eyestalks like a a priests adornments.
Jewelry: several pieces of jewelry hang from his orb-like body.
Habbits/hobbies: Ever increasing his power base and minion army. Seeks to secure his own layer of the abyss as a power.
General Health: Excellent (20 CON)
Favorite Drink: Red Wine, with a side of Carceri snales, in brown butter sauce, but still writhing.
Weaknesses: Only if his machinations are foiled.
Xxaaxacat spent decades building his army and power-base in the Underdark. Scheming, waring, playing enemy factions off one another, Xax played a high stakes game, and often came out on top.
Though one day, the vile beholder learned the cost of over reach. In attempting to start a war between local drow and Illithid factions, Xax's plots in weakening his enemies were revealed to them, leading to an alliance against the Beholders growing power base in his little corner of the underdark, and a campaign for his destruction. For over a decade, his armies fought against the vengeful Illithid and Drow, whose own alliances broke down into squabbles many times - often with the beholders 'hand' at play.
However, as the months and years of conflict waged, The beholder saw his forces crushed and decimated, and his enemies encircling and encroaching upon him. In desperation, the beholder sought the aid of dark powers, and through carefully crafted pacts and dealings, abandoned the remnants of his army for refuge in the chaos of the Abyss.
Another decade passed as the beholder continually staved off the machinations of demonic powers seeking to dominate his essence or destroy it utterly. New wars were fought, and games played for power and survival. After many years, Xax freed himself of the clutches of the Abyss, and found his way to the Outlands, and to Sigil, where he would find refuge away from the powers of the lower planes, and rebuild his armies... Though his gaze was always partially cast at the infinite abyss, and the power which awaited him within, if only he had the means and the will to seize it!