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Name: Garbaniel Massicane

Nickname or Alias: Gabe, Black Chaos, Lord of Darkened Souls.

Race: High, warrior class, angel

Age: roughly 40,000yrs

Age appears to be: Late 20's

Hair: Pitch black that swings forward enough to shade his eyes and cover his ears.

Eyes: Black and cold normally... when he is angry though and turns they shift to a molten silver.


Height: normal hieght is 6'7", when he lets his angelic nature explode he grows five inches in hieght.

Weight: 245lbs

Physical Build: Broad shoulders and chest though lean towards his waist. Thick though lean enough to be quick and leathal.

Dominate Hand: Ambidextrious

Alignment: Whichever side his sisters happen to fall upon. He is neutral in most situations and laid back in nature.

Equipment: Garbaniel is an old angel so it isn't suprising the amount of wealth he has gathered since his 'fall'. Though he doesn't flaunt his money, he prefers to stay in his relm with his mate and few family members.

Weapons: Long sword with a wide black blade and ivory hilt. The sheath for the sword is blackened metal with blood red rubies inlayed to write out various words in the angelic language. He carries a few long daggers in his boots though rarely uses them, a good back up considering the magical propeties of each blade, not only to they hold the ability to channel his magical gifts and soul into an attach, but it can steal souls as well considering it is one of the properties of black ice. His right arm is plated like scales in a special lightwieght metal known to only angel kin. It assists him in channeling a larger focus of his element as well as others though at the same time it's a curse...

Clothing: Normally wears black slacks and long sleeve shirts, black or silver. Never wears anything short sleeve.

Special Abilities: Angels are highly tuned to thier enviroments, and there are few ways to actually kill and angel or take full control over them.

Magic: Garbaniels primary charge in magic is the element Black Ice. Not as cold as actual ice and always obviously black. The 'ice' can cover or pierce a creature or person and if the user has the strength, steal a soul and keep it as long as he wishes. The ice is near impossible to break though one of it's weakness' is that it's difficult to produce in a mass in a hurry... though Garbaniel is the main weilder/master of the element so it comes easier for him.

Character Persona


Personality: Garbaniel is very laid back, not as tempermental or ruthless as his sisters and not as social. He stays back out of the crowd watching silently till spoken to for the most part. He is fiercely protective over his sisters and niece, son, and mate.

Background/History: Garbaniel is one of the oldest angels known to creation, older than even his fallen sisters Kylaya, Fira, Asia and mate Messiah. For most of his life he remained one of the highest level of angels serving the gods in thier plots against one another and other angels. His level of fighting was hard to match along with the strength of his element.

Half way through his life the gods cursed him with metal plating fused to his skin on his left arm. The scales may have helped him even further in battle, but each scale bites into his flesh constantly, not only does it amplify his strength, but it amplifies his pain as well... Soon after controling the 'gift' he was sent to the relms to look after his sisters who where raining chaos upon the lower relms. There where the elemental angels that the gods couldn't control due to thier strength and nature. The hierarchy wasn't hard for him to find and he mate one of them and has been looking after each sister ever since.

He is known to show when one gets her tail in too much trouble... times when he's needed to drag them back out. His original purpose was just to clam them and keep them from destroying all of the gods little pets and the gods themselves but blood is blood and Garbaniel will side with his younger sisters above all else. His relm of Embers is where he resides and maintains his fraction of peace. The lands are constantly blackened in night and cold though the dark beauty suits him and his mate Messiah. Though the large angel may be laid back upon first glance... he isn't one you would want to piss off. His wrath his honed to perfection when focused upon a target even more so than his feared sisters.