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Background
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Pre History
A member of the original Covenant of Seven, Lord Deimos rules his populace with an iron grip high atop his mountain fortress in his native Bavaria, overlooking a vast tortured landscape known as the Great Wastelands.
It is not known how old he is, but his trembling worshippers whisper in hushed tones that he has lived for hundreds of years already. No one currently alive has seen his face, and few are allowed inside his dark castle, which snow never touches. Further, it is told, his blood-red armor is made of molten lava, hand-forged by the very demon himself.
His people dare not rebel, and must fight in his ever-escalating conflicts around the borders. It is as if he is driving his people to war with an insatiable appetite, which grows greater with each victory. Deimos drives his people hard, and many have perished. Far worse, however, is the fate that befalls those who resist.
Now Asmodeus has pitted the Seven against each other, but Deimos doesn't want to deal with petty bickering with his fellow lords. He is tired of playing second fiddle to a power darker than his own. He wants all the power for himself. He wants Countess Taria by his side. He wants Asmodeus' head on his wall. And the Mace in his hand.
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