Name: Milhoro
Age: 315
Personality: Emotion seems to be a foreign object to Milhoro, as he rarely expresses anything. He's an efficient worker, and is easily capable of doing his own work. Rather than get his own hands dirty, however, he prefers to take more of a passive role if it can be helped. He is highly judgmental, especially to other demons; he can't have the superior species going around as a joke, after all. He talks only when he finds it necessary to do so, so it can be hard to learn about him, and nearly impossible to learn everything from him alone. Even his gender isn't confirmed, and most have just taken to referring to it as he. With all of this, he does have a sense of humor - Dark, dry, and sarcastic, something many don't expect. Milhoro enjoys crucifying and/or impaling.
Looks: [hider=milhoro][img]https://40.media.tumblr.com/b39651bb3550ab9b6ac11ee4cd8b8d1b/tumblr_njkqikYHw31r426wco1_540.jpg[/img][/hider]
Alternative looks: [hider=human][img]http://40.media.tumblr.com/7651f91315d4a6b22f33322b441dbedf/tumblr_n17k1yedhS1qhttpto3_400.jpg[/img][/hider]
Background: He remembers his home as being in the center of a fissure, but beyond that he can't recall. For the first one hundred years of his life he was a vagabond, wandering without much of a purpose. 
Eventually he began to live in a town of his own kind, a nobody in the masses. Said town was corrupt, disorganized, unstable; Milhoro hated it all. 50 years passed with what order the place had failing, and he staged a coup, taking control over the city. Over the next 100 years he broke his stoic nature, becoming a violent and feared being to solidify his reign over his home. Anyone that so much as looked at him wrong was nailed to a cross or impaled, with the bodies placed either around the city or in the front of his home. 
Things began to settle he he found himself with time on his hands once again, and decided to use it to look into other cities. His impatience of humans and their ignorance eventually caught up with him, as hunters managed to capture him nearby Gold City. During his time Milhoro remained more placid than most, and opted to observe everything the hunters could throw at him, along with the humans themselves. He had been held captive for 15 years, and he feels he's learned all he needs to know. 
Did they escape the hunters prison? Yes

He corrupts the ground he walks on. The greenery dies and nothing else can grow, and it causes harm to living beings. Marks usually present themselves as burns. The ability has grown to his hands as he's matured. Along with typical holy items, Milhoro's especially weak to precious and semi-precious stones.